Yve's Blog

Learning to let go is one of the most challenging aspects of the spiritual/life journey for me. To just relax and let go and allow things to flow.

I had a great insight yesterday about this, that ties into my menstrual cycle (hope no one's offended - we're women and we release eggs every month) That the bloatedness and water retention was a metaphor for not being able to let go. That my body was struggling to release and get into a natural flow...

I saw a vision of myself as holding onto (carrying) the fear, anxiety of anger of many people in times past and present. That my sensitivity to other people at these times, and the vagaries of my moods were an expression of those collective emotions.

I felt 'pregnant' with these same emotions and sensed that my body was attempting to teach me a powerful life lesson - that giving birth to our creations needn't be a struggle. That I could just relax and allow these feelings to flow through me and be carried away by the stream of life. Yes another metaphor...

I could breathe through the pain and release it gently and with love, knowing that on the other side of this pain was a gift, an opportunity, .life in it's natural cycle.

I now have a greater understanding of why letting go and relaxing into the flow is the only way to successfully and consciously create...

That as long as I resist or hold on to anything that doesn't serve me any longer, then I am blocking the flow and that it was/is necessary for me to surrender to an inexorable force, a force greater than my current understanding. A mystery of grandiose proportions if I am to move through the world in my true power,.

The ultimate lesson I now see is, that to surrender to the forces of the Universe, to the greater plan that is unfolding, to the desire that wishes to birth itself, is to truly be in partnership with it, a true co-creator of my life... Much love, Yve

To love your Self
is a life time journey
To love your Self
is a gift of the grandest proportions
Not simply for you but most of all
for others
For in loving your Self
all aspects of your Self
you are centred
peaceful,
calm and
untroubled
by the vagaries of life
It is a gift
especially to those
who cannot yet
fully love their Selves
As in loving your Self
you now have the ability
to give them access
to the love they seek
To show them what it looks like
To show them their true nature
Self Love is the most unselfish act
you could ever perform...

I share this simply because I feel in love with so many aspects of this community as well as my Self! lol Yve x

I was sitting meditating on Mother Earth and the idea that Earth - the Planet has a consciousness of its own and these words came to me. Thought I'd share them with you as they relate so beautifully to our energy as women and what we - in our highest form - bring to the world:


I carry you safely,
you are nurtured by my womb.
I assimilate the energies of life so you may breathe.
So you may have sacred air in your lungs.
I caress you with the beauty of nature...
I provide you with food and light and shade.
I am your loving mother...
Your needs are met simply because I love you.
I and the cosmic forces aligned in interconnectedness
so you would experience this life.
How can you doubt you are loved, dear one?

I found it really beautiful and healing, hope you do too. Much love, Yve x

There are times in our lives when we are called to make a decision a crucial decision, on how we are going to continue to live the rest of our lives. We have usually come to some kind of crossroads, be it a mid-life crisis, a job loss, losing a loved one or simply feeling apathetic about our future.
 
At these times, when all we can see in front of us is pain, confusion or apathy it is time to face up to the fact that we are being called to rise above our usual responses to crises and instead turn the difficult situation into an opportunity to grow, to heal some part of ourselves.
 
When I lost my mother a year and a half ago I, like the rest of my siblings was devastated. On hearing the news that she had passed away before I could get to her hospital bedside I let out a wail that sounded and felt inhuman. I felt immediate guilt, shame, loss and anger all combined with a strange numbness that in hindsight I see was my mind's defence mechanism kicking in. Yet there was another part of me watching myself react.
 
I actually felt like I was following some subconscious script. Like: "This is how grief looks and feels. This is what I'm supposed to be doing. This is what I'm supposed to be feeling. This looks like I really loved my mother and am suitably devastated."
 
Don't get me wrong. I'm not some automaton on autopilot. I was actually having the feelings, but I was also observing myself having the feelings and the observer part of me knew that my mother had passed at the perfect time for her. It knew that there was no reason to feel shame, guilt, judgement. It knew that she had lived a life full of drama and adventure, of courage and bravery, of good and bad choices. In other words, she had lived a full, if not fulfilling, life. This did not however, remove the pain.
 
As I took the 100 mile journey to the hospital - I was being driven there by a reluctant and petulant, ex-partner, as I don't drive, it was in the middle of the night and there was no one else available. I kept tuning in and tuning out. One minute I'd feel complete devastation and the next I felt completely disconnected. It was a very odd and disturbing, sensation. I glanced occassionally at  my  14 year old son in the backseat and could see clearly that this was the last place he wanted to be. He was distressed by my distress and confused because he didn't have a very close relationship with my mother (she was a very difficult, controlling - if vibrant, woman) and could sense his father's tension and disgruntlement - poor kid!
 
When I eventually reached the hospital I was greeted by family members I hadn't seen in years;  cousins, second-cousins, children, husbands and wives of my brother and sisters - we have a very large family. The surreal feelings became stronger. It was like there was this instant cameraderie, a grief-bond, except many of them didn't like my mother and didn't have much good to say about her when she was alive and yet  it seemed everyone could relate to losing an important family member...
 
So there was this strange mixture of: "Oh my god look who it is, look how much you've grown!" mixed with terrible, silent, tears and people 'holding it together.' As I walked towards the the ward where my mother was and entered the room, I saw my sisters gathered around the body and  I immediately felt our mutual pain as well as their unspoken but deafening judgement of: "Where were you? Too bloody far away as usual..."  (I'm the odd one, the non-conformist in the family, the one who maintained a distance and who didn't quite fit.)
 
After greeting my siblings with touching and poignant hugs, (we shared the same feelings on this occassion,) I asked if I could have a minute or two with my mother alone and they duly left me alone in the room with her. I had never seen a dead person up close before - let alone someone who I loved and was so close to, and so it was with some trepidation that I sat down beside her bed... She still looked like mum, yet her skin was cool to the touch. I began to stroke her hair and  speak gently to her...
 
"I'm so sorry mum. I'm sorry I wasn't here for you. I'm sorry I let you down. You look so peaceful at last. It's so good to see you at peace. You didn't have a lot of peace in your life did you?" The words flowed and I chatted quietly to her, all the while stroking her cool brow and letting the tears run freely. I didn't feel scared. It didn't feel odd. I had made peace with my mother the year before. I had spoken my truth and my anger, and I had also acknowledged her dedication and commitment to our family through the most difficult of times. This was closure, plain and simple...
 
As my siblings re-entered the room and I saw the haunting pain in their eyes and felt the depth of their grief I knew we weren't in the same space anymore. I knew I would continue to cry for my mother's passing and feel a deep sense of loss in the immediate future, but I also knew that I would not be haunted by her death. I knew that all was right in the world and all was right in my mother's new phase - wherever she was. I also knew I was forever changed
 
I had met one of my biggest fears head on: The fear that my beliefs could not sustain me at times of devastation. That in theory my spiritual beliefs that we are all divine beings here simply to learn and grow, to become more of who we are, would not be able to carry me through this type of trauma. My beliefs that we choose our parents, our families, our early environments in order to learn  powerful and important lessons.  I had always had the secret fear that I would revert back, in times of high crisis to being unconscious and living unconsciously - but yet again my Knowing sustained me. I felt peace descend upon me and felt simply that now it was time to live, truly live my life...
 
No more playing small, no more denying who I was to keep the peace, no more slipping into comforting if stifling, familial roles. No more holding back on my dreams... Of course I did not immediately share this with those around me. They had their own journey, their own process and were still in the midst of deep pain, but as we all traveled back to my mother's home to console and comfort each other,  I felt again, somehow apart and yet deeply connected to the truth of who we were.
 
As the  next few weeks went by I  would slip back every now and again to feelings of grief and disempowerment but it was then I would speak to mum, having long conversations with her, where I  was exceedingly honest about the range and breadth of my emotions towards her. It was deeply cathartic and deeply healing, to do.
 
I write this not simply to share a sad story, but instead to say that I chose to honour myself and my mother in my own way. I chose to deal with a difficult situation in my own unique way. That I didn't follow the familial, societal or cultural script of what death and dying meant. I even faced the wrath of my siblings for a while, for appearing uncaring and disconnected from the family. I accepted their interpretation and their right to it. I honoured them and honoured myself. The whole experience allowed me to go deeper and deeper into an understanding and a Knowing of who I am and of what I am here to do.
 
My mother's life was a gift to all who knew her, whether that connection was perceived as a traumatic or positive. Her passing too was a gift,  in that it allowed me to commit and re-commit to my desire to help others to know themselves as spiritual beings first and foremost. It cemented my desire to teach others to honour themselves and delight in who they are. It galvanized me into action and clarified and strengthened me more fully into my true nature and I re-commit here, now, on this page, to saying: "Honour Your Self and in so doing you become a beacon light in the world. You become a way shower and an inspiration to others to do the same. Not for others to be more like you, but instead for others to be more of themselves..."

Much love, Yve

It's been a long time since I've blogged. There's so much happening in my life and so many postive changes (and challenges) that it's been hard to interact with the site and with our BHW.

One of the biggest shifts I've been in the process of making, is recognising that the path of service is truly the most rewarding path there is. When I find a way to give that feels good to me and fulfilling to me then I am in service.

In the past service to others was associated with sacrifice and giving more than I had to give, in ways that no longer felt good.

I resented the help I gave that wasn't appreciated or acknowledged. My ego was hijacking the whole concept of service and turning into yet another way to feel better than (or worse than) others

I have now found more and more ways to give of myself in ways that feel good to me. From my coaching practice, to sharing what really matters to me in the hope it will help others, to helping someone in crisis who's story I can relate to, to believing in and supporting the dreams and deepest desires of those closest to me. etc. etc.

By doing this I feel more fulfilled, more compassionate, more able to be tender and patient with myself and wanting actively, to find more ways to feel good by giving and receiving.

This site and the beautiful women it attracts, reminds me that we all have so much to give and share with the world in ways that feel good to us and in so doing we find our path of service with ease.

I thank you for the part you have played in my transformation BHW's

Does anger have a purpose beyond letting us vent and expel built up negative vibrations? Yes it serves many purposes. For example when we feel wronged and are not expressing our truth. When our true feelings are not acknowledged, then anger can begin to manifest as a signpost.

When we have not responded in the most appropriate way to a situation and we are feeling guilty as a result, then anger can be a pointer to that. It can be a guide to remind us to let go of the guilty feeling and instead choose to learn the lesson in the situation.


When we are taking on others causes for them and not allowing them to learn the lessons of unhelpful choices or behaviour, then anger can show up - as we secretly resent them for not standing up for themselves.

Whatever the trigger, anger is only a side effect not the real issue at hand. As it states in the Course in Miracles. "There are only two real emotions. Love and Fear. When we are not in a space of Love then we are in a space of Fear."

This fear can manifest in many different forms, including anger, but whatever the negative emotion, at its root is always fear.

Because our duty to ourselves is to find ways to feel good no matter what. To find ways to raise our vibration, we can avoid the heavy, draining emotions by spotting them in their infancy. In the case of anger it may start as mild irritation. Catch it, then discover its message. What aren't you paying attention to? What situation, person or circumstance has generated fear within you?Identify and deal with it, either at the end of the day or in the moment, if possible.

If you haven't caught it at that stage, then it may begin to turn to frustration. So now you have irritation mixed with frustration. You'll probably feel your energy becoming more dense and yet you try to ignore the building emotion. That is not necessary, address it, even if only in your own mind.

Acknowledge it and state that you will honour the emotion appropriately. You're not ignoring it so it will begin to decrease and you will have the space and time you need to process it effectively.

Finally if you haven't caught it at the above stages then it is usually going to be expressed negatively. Irritation, frustration and fear combine to create an explosion. A release. If that is the case. Bless this situation, for the explosion (even with negative consequences) brings you back to point zero.

Now you have released you can choose again. Choose a better thought. A better feeling. Choose a different future. There is always the opportunity to choose and choose again in every moment.

Anger at its core is teaching us to choose to be in control of our thoughts and feelings. To choose how we respond to ANY situation in our lives no matter how potentially negative that situation may be. Until we learn to choose a different more affirming emotion then anger will be our ally, our challenger. It's role? To help us to step in to our greatness...

Much Love, Yvette

Confusion slammed her hand down on the snooze button of her noisy alarm. It couldn't be 7:30 already! She felt like she'd only just gotten to sleep. Snuggling down under her dingy duvet she tried to ease her way back into sleep for a further - too brief - 10 minutes.

As she lay there fragments of the dream she'd been having floated back into her consciousness. The dream was far out. Some rich hippie had been floating around this big mansion; chanting.

"What the heck was that all about." She though to herself. As she drifted off she heard these words: "I am your future self. I am here to help you."

Driving down the carriageway in her battered Fiat, Confusion cursed the gods who had let her oversleep again. Now it was 9am and she was already late for work. Her manager Victor was going to be really mad - again. He got mad a lot. Confusion couldn't even pretend that she didn't deserve his anger.

Her heart hadn't really been in her work for a while. Working behind the counter at the builders supply store was not her idea of a dream job. The pay was crap and the place was full of sexist men who loved to patronize her about the finer points of roof guttering and 2 ply wood.

Pulling into the parking lot she saw Victor glare at her through the plate glass window of the store . She hurried into the building tossing her denim rucksack over her shoulder as she went. Confusion realized she didn't even know what her dream job might be. Somewhere in the back of her mind she heard the whisper. "Words."

The day having passed relatively uneventfully - apart from Victor's endless lecture - Confusion now lay curled up on her sofa watching TV. Flicking her way through an array of soap-operas, adverts, game shows and news bulletins. She always did this, stayed up way past the time she should have been asleep and then would wake up the next day, tired and irritable.

Her mind was becoming numb from the nonsense on the box and she felt herself drifting. Fading in and out of sleep it almost felt as if she was leaving her body and floating upwards, beyond time, beyond space, beyond... Everything.

Suddenly she found herself in a picturesque scene. Exquisite beauty surrounded her. A grove of trees stood off to one side. They seemed majestic, powerful somehow, even intelligent. Confusion felt herself drawn towards them.

Entering the grove she saw there was a clearing only a few feet ahead. Walking in a daze she saw a fallen tree trunk, its rich brownness in stark contrast to the pale green grass. She felt the urge to sit on it. To rest.

Dappled sunlight filtered trough the the swaying branches of the surrounding tress. It was so peaceful. Then gradually she noticed a presence beside her. Sensed matter rather than saw something specific. 'It' seemed more like a shimmering haze of light.

"What are you? Who are you?" Confusion asked fearfully.

"I am Clarity. I am you and you are me as I once was." Seeing the majestic figure gradually solidifying beside her, Confusion gasped. "But you're beautiful. Your....."

Confusion was lost for words, for as she looked closer at the being beside her she could see this being had her eyes. Same shape, same color, same mole above the right lid. Only these eyes were clearer, brighter, wiser. Then she looked at the lips. The same strong, well-defined mouth but parted in a serene smile. A confident smile. The smile of someone use to having their smile returned. Was it her? Me? Confusion was becoming more confused by the second.

"I have been whispering to you for a long time now. Using every means at my disposal. Your media, the books you feel prompted to read, the ideas that 'pop' into your head that make you feel good, excited, inspired. But because you are in denial about the life you truly want to live, you block the information.

You spend your life rushing from one situation to another, from one ought and should to another, form one 'bad' relationship to another. Rather than becoming still, centered, better able to receive.

As she listened to these words, Confusion felt something dawn on her. "So that dream I had last night was real?"

"As real as your Earth reality. As real as this reality here, Now. You may wonder why I'm able to talk to you now but I have always been able to connect with you in your dream state. The difference now is that recently you've been allowing yourself more quiet moments. 5 minutes here, 5 minutes there, daydreaming about nothing in particular. Letting your mind roam and wander. These brief moments - dreaming and reflecting, allowing yourself to want more - even if you don't know what it is - have all helped to form a tiny glimmer of a belief that there may be more to life. More to experience, do, be, have. This has allowed me to come through to you more clearly.

The vision you had this morning was real. Your future really is that tranquil, beautiful, powerful. You are able to create at will. However you are not the only one creating. We are co-creating. I desired greatly to connect with you. To reach back and assist you towards your dream. And now here we are."

Confusion felt the tears streaming down her face, for as Clarity had been speaking, the peace in the glade had become even more tangible, the energy around them was pulsating and vibrating. A warmth had entered her body and expanded and was now filling her up. She couldn't stop the tears from flowing. She wanted to ask so many questions (for this now felt completely real to her) but couldn't find the words. She wanted to but couldn't express the disappointment, frustration and pain that she'd been bottling up for so long. All she could do was let the tears flow.

"That is enough for now. This is the first of many such meeting between us. In order to prepare yourself for them I want you to practice meditation. 10 minutes in the morning and 10 minutes in the evening. This will allow your mind to begin to experience stillness. To hear the whisper more clearly. Stand up."

Clarity herself stood first - her silk robes shimmering in the light - and drew a very stunned Confusion to her feet.

"Let me blend our energies." As she spoke Clarity drifted forwards, literally stepping into Confusions body. Chakra aligned with Chakra, Heart aligned with Heart, Mind aligned with Mind.

Confusion suddenly felt powerful beyond measure. She felt confident, regal, inspired
and could sense the wisdom that was available to her on any subject she desired to know about. Then just as quickly Clarity was gone. Her light was fading and Confusion felt herself plummeting back down to her messy lounge, TV blaring and phone ringing.

Jumping up to answer it Confusion spoke out loud: "Woh, these dreams are getting weirder and weirder. I need to stop eating so much dairy or something man! Weeeirrrd!" She muttered to herself for the rest of the night as she remembered fragments of the latest dream.

Yet over the following weeks when she woke in the morning - instead of pushing the snooze button on her alarm; Confusion felt the urge to just sit up in her bed with pillows strewn and just breathe. In and out. In and out.

Clarity returned home and looked back over her day. Honoring the Universe for its magnificence she gave thanks that she was able to fulfill her deepest intentions and be true to her purpose. Thankful that she had brought joy, love and light to the worlds.

I am so impressed by this site that I felt moved to join the core inner circle today (woo hoo!) and doing that left me on such a high as I look forward to all the great assistance, support and resources available that I felt a little story pop into my head 5 mins later (see below) It's great that becoming an inner circle member is working to inspire my creativity and confidence already. Thanks BraveHeart Women!

The story of Clarity (part 1)

Clarity awoke to a new day, stretching her hands up to the sky she blessed the heavens and felt a surge of energy in response. 'What do I have to do today? How do I want to feel today? Who do I choose to be today?'

Rising from her beautiful four poster bed, she walked across the deep, lush carpet to open the french doors that led out to a high-walled courtyard. Inhaling deeply she honored all that was to come in the day ahead.

Right in the center of the courtyard was a little well. She walked over and began to pump the old fashioned iron handle. It squeaked gently as the water began to flow; and as it flowed so did the ideas in Clarity's mind. Cupping her free hand to receive, she splashed it onto her face, Its icy wetness making her squeal with delight and the ideas flowing into her mind making her smile in agreement.

"What I have to do today is whatever makes me feel fantastic, excited, enthusiastic. What I have to do today is what feels in total alignment with my purpose here on earth. What I have to do today is live my joy and share that joy with others."

Stepping back from the well Clarity looked about her. The delicate flowers that formed a flamboyant border around the courtyard reflected the morning sunlight beautifully. Delicious pink, purple, lilac, gold, orange, red and yellow flowers. The odd blue, white and russet colored ones intermingled with the others to create a wondrous palette.

Sitting with her back curved around one of the walled borders, she rested on a low stool that was cushioned and padded to perfection. Clarity closed her eyes and again inhaled deeply. The scents surrounding her, filling and intoxicating her. Releasing the long drawn breath she relaxed deeper still. In and out. In and out she breathed and allowed the thoughts to flow.

"What I want to feel today is expansiveness, lightness, playfulness. What I want to feel today is wisdom, passion and compassion. What I want to feel today is loving, reverent and peaceful."

As she continued to meditate deeply she felt the light begin to enter her. Cleansing her soul and renewing her spirit. She felt the essences begin to form; wisps of light connecting tangibly and intangibly. For a further 20 minutes she sat, eyes close until the energy reached its natural peak and then began to dissipate.

Clarity allowed herself to reconnect with the seat beneath her and come back fully into her body. As she opened her eyes the beauty of the space dazzled her. the tiny orbs of dancing light played about everything. She felt her heart expand at the wondrousness of it all.

Returning inside, she followed her daily rituals of gratitude and appreciation, and prepared for the day ahead.

Finally ready she walked down the drive towards the sleek, elegant car waiting in the driveway. The next idea formed as she sauntered along:

"Who I choose to be today is a source of light to all who cross my path. Who I choose to be today is Spirit in physical form, manifesting at will all that I desire. Who I choose to be today is a spirit of integrity bringing deepest truths to all my interactions. "

The intention set, her actions clear and her feelings in alignment, Clarity drove towards her magnificent future.

Clarity I've discovered is one of the most empowering feelings or emotions I can have. I can be motivated, supported, loved, understood etc. etc. But if I don't have clarity about who I am, what I want or my next step in life then none of the above can help me. Clarity for me is a true sense of empowerment.

What do I want? Why do I want it? When do I want it? How will having this thing make me feel? These are all questions that having clarity can answer. This clarity in turn allows me to take inspired action.

Lack of clarity on the other hand has led to depression, insecurity, fear, anxiety, confusion and jumping in to things simply because they've turned up in my life only to regret the action later.

If I am clear about what I want then I can measure what turns up in my life against what I truly want. If it's a loving relationship for example and I have become crystal clear about what I want in that relationship, what I can bring to that relationship, how I want to feel within that relationship etc then if someone shows up who's kinda nice, kinda communicative, kinda supportive then that's all well and good but does it fit with what I said I truly wanted?

Do I believe I can have what I truly want or do I need to lower my standards? Am I being unreasonable or is this person just wrong for me? Once I'm clear about these questions then I will know if this relationship is truly for me or not.

Whenever I am fearful or confused I ask for clarity from my inner guidance. I state" "Ok guidance, I surrender, I'm unclear, I need to find clarity around this." Then I wait it can take minutes, hours, or weeks depending on the resistance I have around the situation but the answer always comes.

As a LOA Life Coach that is also something I love to do in my work - be a source of clarity for those that choose to work with me. There is very little that is more satisfying than to know that I've helped another reach more clarity around a key issue and to find their next step with regard to that issue.

Yes Clarity for me is truly what self-empowerment is about and then the confidence, insight, inspiration and courage to make the changes generally follow on from that.

Much love, Yvette

Hello all beautiful BraveHeart women. I feel priveleged to have been guided to this site and everytime I log on I feel a little more inspired and a little more powerful.

I set my intention this week to relax and trust in the process. That I would receive clear guidance and insight into how I might find more positive people to interact with so that I could celebrate the joy of living and take full responsibility for my life with the love and support of other positive and inspiring people. In fact my specific prayer was: "God who do I go to when I need inspiration? Where is my support system? and that led me to setting my intention to find more love and support in my life.

Then only two days later I received an invitation to join BraveHeart Women and it confirmed for me that I am blessed and that my prayers are always answered if I can relax around them. If I can trust and surrender and let go of any anxiety or fear.

This is a community that puts paid to the myth that women don't support each other to greatness. That confirms the power of nurturing and that the ability to nurture is an amazing gift that women are blessed to have. This site is all about nurturing, supporting and inspiring and that is also my ethos, my passion, my life purpose: 'To Heal and to Empower others. To support others to believing in and trusting in their greatness.'

That is why becoming a Law of Attraction Life Coach was my greatest gift to myself. It embodies everything I stand for and allows me to have work that is meaningful, fulfilling and inspiring.

I look forward to getting to know you all and becoming a proud advocate of the BraveHeart Women Community.