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WHO ARE YOU?

WHO ARE YOU?
What part of you did you loose to get here?
Dawn M Cheney     

What if a stranger asked you, “Who are you and what part of you did you loose to be you? Would you know what they were talking about? What would you say? What would your answer be?

The graduate that got the best seat on the Senate floor. The clown in the back of the room now President of his own multi million dollar company? The jock now hooked on drugs and supporting four kids. The cheer leader that came down with Parkinson’s Disease and lives on charity? The girl everyone called a “Geek” who is now a top scientist at Boeing?

Who do you think you are? What did you want to become? What did it cost you to get where you are today?

Oh I don’t mean monetarily. That would be too easy an answer. No, no, no. I want you to take a long time and really think about what these questions mean. Dig deep inside you. Look in all the dark corners of your heart and mind. Cry, weep, jump for joy, stamp your feet in rage, overflow with love and pull You out of the box.

What did it cost You to be who you are today? What price did You pay in your heart, mind, body and soul to step into the roll you play today? What did you give up of You? Not money, not places, not show and tell. That’s not permanent. I mean the You, inside You.

Where are You today? The who You wanted to be; singer, dancer, musician, artist, landscape architect, free lance journalist, tour guide, traveler, all curled up reading in silence, at peace. What happened? What did you loose of You to get here?

We all give up something of ourselves with every relationship we join in to, whether it be family, friends, co workers, acquaintances or just passing strangers. We compromise our personalities, our integrity, our principles, our dreams, our self esteem, ourselves, in order to fit into the situation, the mold. To fit in the box.

Maybe at first we jump back out of those boxes and back into being Ourselves. But if we visit the same type of boxes often enough, we have to give something of us away to stay there. Otherwise we don’t fit in the box with the others and we’ll feel alienated, unwanted. We have to feel wanted to belong. It’s supposed to be that way. It’s human.

We may even try on several different kinds of boxes giving something of Us away to each box in order to belong. You like bicycling because it gives you freedom and silence to think, but Box One doesn’t like that idea at all. So you give up bicycling in Box One, even though you gain weight and feel confined, contained.

Box Two likes to bowl and you don’t because you think it’s a boring and mindless game. Your new girlfriend likes to bowl though. So you start bowling in order to fit in while continually stuffing the feeling down inside of how dumb and boring a game it is. How do You handle that emotion? What happened to the time to do what You liked to do? Why did you give You away?

Box Three goes to plays and concerts twice a month, but you don’t have that kind of budget. You pretend you can afford it by secretly over extending your credit cards, thus going into debt in order to keep up with Box Three. Your fiances parents are in Box three. You haven’t told your fiance either. Why? What are you missing of You that makes this disastrous step necessary?

And so it goes on and on until you fit in to so many different boxes that You no longer have any time at all to bicycle and you’re gaining lots of weight. You drink like a fish because you hate bowling. You also don’t know how you’re going to pay the rent this month because of all the overdrafts and credit card bills from going to all of the plays and concerts.

Who have you become? Where are You? What did you loose of You to get here? Can you find You again? Oh the questions to ponder on these few questions.

These are the questions I’m sorting through me to answer about myself now. I’m just as confused as you are where I went in order to get here. I thought I had accomplished my healing quite successfully and smuggley confirmed that to myself. Of course, I knew I had more to learn. We always do.

But nothing prepared me for 180 degree turn back to the beginning. Yet that is where I feel I am; I need to be. There is no other place to find the answers I’m seeking inside me and in my life today.

I slammed to a halt last month, June 2019. I canceled my website, dismembered my known structure of my business, and I feel freer than I have in years. I still do have my business, my existing clients and I see new clients, but I’m different now. Freer inside somehow.

Over the last couple of years I had been feeling artificial, inauthentic, even a phony to myself. Yes I can do what my website and business cards say. I have the training, the skills, the experience and I’m good at what I do. I have lots of positive results to show for my efforts. I just didn’t include Me in there.

It’s hard to explain to most people. My friends get it. That’s all that counts really. I’m hoping you’ll get it for you too.

I had the appropriately prescribed and worded website me. Of course, the right combination of social media me. The semi perfect fit in the Business Box me. But I wasn’t there. Not the me of who I am.

My soul was dying, I was dying inside, I was hollow. My feet dragged when I walked, my enthusiasm waned at doing marketing and my heart was sad. I couldn’t, didn’t, speak of who I really was, what my true skills really were, how it all worked together for better health. I made it fit in the Right Business Box so I could be recognized among others doing the same work.

I didn’t talk about the shamanic parts of me, the Sekhem parts of me, the Medicine Wheel part of me. I wasn’t real. Ten years ago Reiki is the only thing that stuck out in people’s mind and that was the appropriate thing to market to get business. That is all wonderful.

My friends have been encouraging me for years to talk about the other parts of me, but when I did it was like people went blank. They had no idea what I was talking about.   So to fit in the box I didn’t try to explain. I quit talking about that part of me.

The Right Business Box never worked for me. I was never able to get a steady business going. It has never grown. Competition is not my way. My heart works differently, I believe differently. So I chose, “Whoever needs me, will find me.”

But I didn’t let go of the Right Business Box me that says, “You have to write this way, and do this this way and do that that way.”, because that’s they way it’s done if you want clients and success.

I forgot the part I had been told by psychic readers everywhere starting 25 years ago until I left Cincinnati eighteen yrs ago. “You’re work is different and you will have to find your own way. You will not be the healer that has multiple clients a day 5 days a week. You may have to find your own way to make money because you won’t fit in the traditional way.”

Ten years after healing my brain injury and heart attack Reiki and healing were all I knew. I had just lived it by healing myself for 10 years straight. My earlier training starting in 1995 was the beginning of an incredible healing and learning experience for me when I could find no medical help after my brain injury and heart attack in early 2002. I wanted to share my knowledge and abilities with clients and through teaching. I had multiple trials and errors along that journey to remind me of what I learned.

What I created was what others expected to be created. Not who I am. I tried, in words and ideas and I have taught an incredible number of people whose lives have been touched by the information. And I am grateful to them, to my friends, to all my clients and all those I have learned from for decades. We are all each others teachers, we are one.

I played the game long enough though. Now I am finding Me now.

This is what I leave You with. May you find You.

PEACE & BLESSINGS
DAWN

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Time Stood Still – Sailing To The Stars

SAILING TO THE STARS

Time has stood still. I can’t think and I can’t play. There are pieces of me missing that I never knew. And yet I knew them intimately. They leave before I know them and it feels hollow, empty and shallow. Like not in my body anymore. In 2 places at once or maybe more. I can’t keep track any more.

Awaken

Awaken To Your Dream

AWAKEN and be blessed once more to shores unseen by man or boy or kin. You are the first in your harbor. Bless it and be yours.

Pieces of our soul come in during our lifetime as we need them. Some are agreed upon ahead of time and some we can ask to come as we heal more and more of ourselves. I have seen so many pieces of me come and go and learned so much from them and yet I know so little. These are the pieces leaving as they are ready to go because they are finished with what we need, whether we know it or not.

But now there are other pieces of me leaving. The real me. They are ready to leave and have left before and now again. They leave in numbers now causing wide voids and emptiness, losses maybe. But they are not losses. They are just missing, absent. Like a friend on vacation or that has moved on to another place like Dawn & Tim’s friend who just moved. Gone, but not forgotten leaving memories and shadows unseen. Ghosts of the past and whispers of the future all torn together. The shadows part and open and a whole new load comes through letting go another favor of things forgotten, learned and known.

Ships at sea leaning and learning from the wind would know what I mean. They tilt this way and that and learn the sea by bottom, not by top. They are inward, not outward bound and skilled beyond knowledge unfound. The sea learns inside onward and takes its course to another side of the world. So it is with the soul pieces gone and the real me gone. Gone and never to return in the same form, if at all. Called upon for the knowledge that it set forth to sail. But knowing it will never return and must leave all gotten behind. Knowing there sings a new song in it for another color of the rainbow to be added and designed with colors unseen before.

There are sloops and drops and colors turning inside out that cause us no avail of things. But we can’t sing them anymore because they are not seen inside us. They are strings tied to the sea of consciousness and pound away in the distance unknown to us calling our name to come their way. To turn into the wind and enjoy the freedom of peace and understanding on a new level of being before us. The colors turning rainbows in our heads.

The colors stand beneath us dormant if lying on the bottom of a pile. But we tear them apart to find them inside ourselves so that we can come alive again causing trouble to no one other than ourselves. The drips of time forgotten in sand and rhyme become the very foundation of our rhyme we are becoming and stand on time itself bold and blending into the unknown favors of the sunshine in our home, our body. Colors unseen again for time forgotten into eternity. The choosing is our own. Blend us now and let us come home together in the rhyme so that we may not forget time again where all things are the rhyme as one.

Call us home once more so that we may come undone in our generation to create another vibration of song and dance among the sun and stars. The third eye opening into a continuum of caches and treasures of the light unseen before opening into a new own of who we are. New and fresh and seen.

I am missing and I am present in my own. No one else is home but I, new and unseen before in the jewel of the high. Forever unspoken and kindled in resoar. I am known no more for I am soaring in the stars. Home. Blessings home.

Gain strength in this and go no more to stow the ships away for they are harbored in the states of wind and called out to the sea once more to sail the winds of time knowing they will be stolen in the whole of time forgotten and blessed beneath the sea where they can see and feel the time. Stow away now and go with them on that rhyme before the wind takes you away no where to rhyme. Go. Steal the show your way and make it home. They are you own stars now, not others. Your sea is your own and your ships await you to the stars. Go

Channeled by me, Dawn M Cheney, 12-11-17

 

WINTER SILENCE

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The depths of Winter is a good time to reflect in silence on what has happened in our lives so far this year and ask how do we want to wrap up the year before it ends.  On the turn of the calendar to January 1 we begin to lay those new plans further out in our minds so they that can be ready to burst threw like new growth in the Spring.

Winter is the time when the earth lays fallow and farmers make their plans for the coming Spring plantings.  The same with us.  We also need a time to rest and plan.  Winter has been known for millennium as this time.  We lay fallow in our thoughts and reflect on the year to know where we stand before heading out anew in the coming year.  It gives our spirit a time of rest and peace and allows for the true enjoyment and pleasure of the Holiday Seasons approaching.

We are like the earth.  Our bodies are made up of the same elements as the earths.  And like the soil whose actions grow the plants, our emotions and thoughts generate most of the actions we take in our lives.  So it only makes sense for us to use the winter as a safe harbor, whenever possible, to refresh our mind, body and spirit.  In so doing we too are then prepared for new growth and change in the coming year.  The silence becomes the friend and guide to renew your life each year.

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