Dreams are so
weird, right? Sometimes they're batshit crazy... but sometimes they contain important messages. My reiki instructor suggested I start keeping a dream journal so I
can look for patterns in my dreams. That’s because a lot of emotional healing
takes place while you sleep, and the more you work with energy healing, as I am
doing, the better your ability to tune into that process becomes.
I’ve been
recording my dreams for three weeks now and there’s a very clear pattern
emerging – dreams about me cleaning. This sounds boring but it’s actually
really powerful – it’s all about me getting rid of the old to make room for the
new.
In one dream I was
clearing out boxes of stuff from my house. I picked up a rat and two mice (ew!)
and gave them to an unrecognisable friend, telling him I needed to get rid of
them. This is significant because rodents symbolise undesirable elements – so basically
this was me getting rid of ‘dirt’ in my life. Last night I dreamed I was
cleaning a mouldy salt shaker in a holiday house in Tenerife (weirdly specific,
I know) so the next people could use it. This is awesome because it’s about me
getting rid of dirt (which I think speaks to my current process of improving my
self-esteem and challenging negative thought patterns) in order to help other
people. And given that my new career is all about helping people move through
emotional blocks, that’s symbolic.
Not all dreams
are significant, but usually the ones that are really vivid and contain powerful
symbols are worth examining. And any that recur, or with a pattern that recurs
(such as my ‘cleaning’ theme), are your subconscious sending you a very clear
message too.
I’d love to hear
about any dreams you’re having – post below or drop me a line if you’re keen to share xx
Does social media make us narcissists? No, but it can reveal a lot about how we view ourselves
When it comes to
narcissism, there is perhaps no more endearing example in the world than Kanye
West. Pop culture’s king of self-aggrandisement once declared that he wished
to describe his profession as ‘creative genius’ on immigration arrival forms –
but he didn’t know how to spell the word ‘genius’ (lol).
Narcissism is
something I’ve been thinking about lately because I’ve seen a few columns
fretting that our obsession with selfies and documenting the minutiae of our
lives online is creating a generation of narcissists. I don’t agree.
Firstly, a definition
– because narcissism is not, despite popular belief, the same as arrogance or
just plain bad behaviour. During a discussion at the recent Sydney Writer’s
Festival, social commentator Anne Manne (author of Life of I: The New
Culture of Narcissism) offered these defining characteristics (among
others): having a sense of superiority; a sense of entitlement; a feeling that
you’re entitled to exploit others; and a desperate desire to gain attention to
prove you are really significant – which is where social media use really comes
under the microscope.
Brene Brown, leading researcher
in the field of vulnerability, describes narcissism as “a shame-based fear of
being ordinary”. At its core, she writes, narcissism is driven by a fear of not
being enough.
I’m not sure what
this says about the industry I’m in, but I’ve worked with more than a few
people who fit into the narcissism category. And I’ve certainly seen people – from
differing age groups – use social media as a platform for relentless
self-promotion, which can be uncomfortable for me to observe. But even though many
commentators have identified a correlation between social media and narcissism,
I don’t think that means social media *breeds* narcissism, as such.
My opinion is that although
there’s a good argument for all of us pulling back on our social media use and
engaging more in face-to-face interactions, wanting to showcase your life
online isn’t necessarily unhealthy. That said, if you feel like you are reliant
on multiple ‘likes’ to feel valued – and feel like you don’t matter if you don’t
achieve that – you could probably do with asking yourself some reflective
questions. The way you use social media might be a symptom, rather than a
cause, of a disconnect between what you think you have to offer the world and the
unquantifiable, exquisite value you bring to the world every day simply by
virtue of being yourself.
I did a social media
detox a while ago and although it was short-lived (obviously) this did change
the way I approach Facebook, Twitter and Instagram in a lasting way.
Thankfully, I’ve never had the problem of aligning my sense of worth with my
social media ‘reach’ or approval ratings – but my sense of self-worth has
certainly struggled as a direct result of how I was using social media. The
result was me feeling deeply inadequate for not having a life as glamorous or
as exciting or as love-filled as other people ‘appear’ – and the key word here
is ‘appear’ – to have. The good thing is, I was able to recognise that although
Instagram et al were making me feel crap about myself, that was really a result
of my low self-esteem – social media was merely exacerbating an existing
problem. Which I’m taking steps to address, BTW. Understanding and honouring my
value as a human being, and not using other people’s lives nor societal
expectations as a yardstick for that, is an ongoing process for me.*
By the way, going
back to the narcissism thing (in case you needed some reassurance)... if you’re
worried you’re a narcissist, you’re not. Because if you were a narcissist you wouldn’t
have enough self-awareness to even consider yourself one. (Good to know.)
I’m not really sure
where this leaves Kanye, but I love his music, regardless.
* Read my blog post on comparison syndrome in relation to social media here.
Help! I think I just did something brave... and I'm terrified!
Ever done something
bold and thrilling and daring, then woken up the next day and thought, ‘what
the hell have I done?!’
I’m not talking about
a party flashback (although, God knows…). I’m talking about the big
life-changing decisions that force you into a frightening place of immense
vulnerability where your future no longer seems secure as it was. The result:
terror and regret. But mostly terror.
Yesterday I signed a
lease on a practice room at a holistic health centre in Inner West Sydney, from
which I’ll be offering reiki and angel card readings, two days a week. I’d been
talking about doing this for months, and I think everyone was as bored with the
subject as I was. It was time to put up or shut up. So I did. I put down a
hefty deposit and signed a lease which I’m bound to for a year. At the time I
felt emboldened, confident and optimistic. But within hours I had that gut-wrenching
‘oh-God-what-have-I-done’ feeling. I don’t need to tell you this is a
significant financial risk on my part. There’s also more than a small element
of emotional risk too – if I don’t get a healthy client base I’m going to look
and feel like a failure.
As the landlord was
asking me about my target audience (um, anyone with a pulse?) and my marketing
plan (don’t even know what that is), I suddenly realised I’m in way over my
head. I do not have a single client, and I don’t know the first thing about how
to get any. I know I’m good at energy healing and angel communication (well, so
my feedback indicates) but I also know ability and talent are immaterial if you
can’t get anyone to walk through your door.
Guys, this is
terrifying. The only thing keeping me from having a full-blown panic attack is
the faintest hope that this *just might* work out. And the sense that if I
don’t give it a go, I’ll always wonder whether it might have.
In a way, this
reminds me of last year when I quit Auckland and moved to Sydney – a decision which also defied logic and threw me into an uncertain future, both financially
and personally. And here I am again, staring at a foggy road ahead. Feeling
woefully unprepared, but mildly buoyed by some brilliant person's quote that goes
something like this: ‘No one is ever really ready for anything’. I’m whispering
that silently, and often, to my Richter-scale-level thudding heart.
I know how much is
riding on me backing myself and promoting my skills, and I’m genuinely unsure
whether I can do that. There’s only one way to find out.
Situation vacant: the job that makes you happy. Will you apply?
I’ve got a few friends in the process of changing careers and I’m really excited for them. There’s a powerful energy in the air right now, inspiring people to take steps in new directions. As I’ve discussed on this blog before, 2015 is facilitating life changes big and small.
Considering we
spend more hours at work than in any other capacity, it’s crazy to even
consider languishing in a profession that makes you unhappy. Yet a lot of
people who book angel readings tell me they are feeling trapped in jobs that
bring them neither challenge nor satisfaction. This is something I really
struggle to relate to – thank God.
When I was at
high school I had a friend who really wanted to become a teacher but her
parents discouraged her from pursuing this profession because her earning
capacity would be low. I’m so grateful that my parents imposed no such pressure
on me – they gave me the freedom to choose a career that I knew was right for
me, irrespective of financial factors; journalism was never going to make
me a millionaire. Although I’m currently changing the scope of my work to include
reiki and face-to-face angel card readings (stay tuned for updates soon!), I’ve
really enjoyed my time in magazines and, until recently, I haven’t been bored. My
creativity has always had room to flourish, which was a priority for me from
the outset.
Last weekend I went
away with a group of friends, and during one of our chats a mate told me that in 10 years of employment he’s never had a job that fulfils him. He’s taking steps to rectify that now
(yay). I don’t have any advice for anyone in this situation – it’s your life,
and only you can figure out how to make yourself happy – but I would like to
pose this question to you: if you know what you want to do but you’re not doing
it, what is holding you back? If it’s money, I’d gently suggest you re-evaluate
your relationship with money. I’m sure that, like myself, you know plenty of
people earning six-figure salaries who hate their jobs. Those people are
spending copious amounts of that money trying to make themselves feel better –
and that coping mechanism is not working. Truthbomb right here: work does not have to be an endurance test.
If it’s the time
required to retrain in a new career that’s holding you back, consider this:
time is going to pass anyway. You may as well spend that time getting to where
to want to go. This is not just a job, it’s the vast majority of your waking
hours, and you have a lot of say in how you spend them. You are not trapped. Even
though there’s no such thing as a perfect job – every role has its drudgery and
dramas, God knows – there is such a thing as a job that makes you feel content,
fulfilled and, ideally, valued. Go after that. It’s worth the time and
financial disruption. It’s worth the punt.
This is, after all, the only
life you get.*
PS: You’ll notice
my post is missing a familiar but tired cliché... you know the one: ‘Find a job you love and you’ll
never work a day in your life.’ I haven’t busted that out because I think it’s misleading.
Even when you enjoy what you do, work is still work – no matter how fulfilling
it is. If I had a choice between poolside cocktails and filling out my GST
return, you can bet I’d choose the former.
*Not strictly true, from a spiritual perspective, as we
all get multiple lifetimes… but let’s not muddy the waters….