Finding Your Inner Zen

                                                                          

                                                                                                                 photo ~ Leigha Hodnetsep bl and wh                  Eat  ~ Pray  ~ Swim                                  

Earlier this week when I got out of bed and checked my phone, there were nearly 25 messages glaring back at me. Before my morning coffee I began to scroll and read the frantic texts. So much drama of a big fire that had broken out earlier that morning. 

Wow, here we go again, I thought.

Moments later, as I sipped my coffee I stared at my computer trying to get a read on what was going on. There were so many dramatic images of the fires with the LA Times talking about 80 mile per hour hurricane winds for the next few days. All this first thing in the morning started to unnerve me. Looking up, I heard the trees rustling in such a way that I realized that one tiny ember from the fire could be quite problematic.  I live in the Santa Monica mountains and there were two fires not too far from me. 

“Damn, this is getting intense,” I said to myself. 

What a coincidence, earlier in the week, I had booked a room in desert hot springs, so  I proceeded to pack for my two day adventure. I thought, maybe it’s best to be safe and grab some stuff just in case I can’t get back in. After all, the year before when we were evacuated  we couldn’t get back into the canyon for a week.

It was stressful as I rushed around with the sheriff’s department calling on the phone to tell us to start evacuating. One group text was discussing where the fires were and which roads were open and which ones were closed. When someone said, ‘zero containment of the Getty Fire’ my nerves were completely on edge. 

Just about then my mind flickered back to a conversation I had with a friend over a year ago, that lost her home due to a fire.  I remembered asking if she grabbed all her personal documents when she was being evacuated. “No,” she said. “But why not?” I asked. “I didn’t think my house was going to burn down,” she said, in a solemn tone.

Moments later I was packing my car with valuables documents, clothes but the most important possession of them all, was my precious dog, Violet.  It’s interesting when faced with evacuation how much stuff you have that is not relevant at all.

As I drove down the canyon my stomach was in knots and I realized I was hungry, so I stopped in the local café to order some toast and juice. The mountain community where I live always rallies together in times of stress, so I talked to the locals about which road was best to take out to avoid the extreme traffic. 

Once back on the road, I drove, until finally I made it out of the canyon. I tried to relax by using my breath to move through my anxiety, but I found it almost impossible to calm my mind. The what-if this, or what if that happens consumed my thoughts all morning long. I realized it was hard to find that inner Zen when you’re swimming in a pool of stress. With so much fear in the air grounding  yourself seems light years away. And as an empath, I found it impossible to find my own center. 

While I’m driving on the freeway the only thing I had was this breathing technique, so I used all of my concentration to pull my mind back in.  With complete focus, I pulled my thoughts, feelings and emotions back to the moment. As I did this, I felt my muscles begin to relax as my mind came back to my body.  All of the sudden, a peace washed over me as this presence filled my entire being.

Then I had a realization, geez, this would actually be perfect content to write about in my blog. I mean, after all, isn’t it in these challenging times when people need support to navigate their uncertainty. 

Thankfully, I arrived at the hot springs unscathed, and immediately submerged myself in the warm waters of the pool.  As I let my body sink into this surrender, I was filled with a profound gratitude. The only real peace it seems comes when you are able to tap into the Inner Zen that lies within.

 

“Each session with Shari has shifted my life. Some more than others but always in some way I come out feeling weightless, recharged, and in love with the world. Suddenly I can see with total clarity the gifts and possibilities of my own life. No two sessions have ever been the same because Shari meets you where you are, and works to free you from your burdens and blocks. Best of all, if you study with her for as long as I have, she gives you the skills and insight to do this work on your own. Her healing is always with me, and I carry it as a ray of clean white light I can visit anytime deep in my spirit. She will change your life, if you’re ready to work alongside her.”         ~  Margaret  Wappler 

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Ancestral Healing

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Last night I was suddenly jolted from a deep sleep.  I was woken up by the sound of pounding hooves running through my neighborhood streets. Back and forth click clack- click clack frantically pacing. I slowly began to realize a horse was loose. The longer I listened, I could tell he was getting increasingly panicked by his loud screams. I live on the top of a mesa in the Santa Monica mountains. So sounds in the middle of night can be deafening. I tried to ignore it and go right back to sleep. But an animal in distress, ALWAYS pulls on my heart strings.

I dragged my tired, half awake, self out of bed. I put my shoes and jacket on and went outside and followed the sounds of the horse. I went towards him. How stupid, I thought. Whats the horses name? I don’t have a rope, what am I supposed to do now? I proceeded to call out and move towards the panicked horse.

As I got closer the horse galloped up to me in full force. I stood there a tad bit intimidated thinking, oh my god this horse is huge and it can crush me. How ridiculous of me to think I could help. All I could do was stand frozen in fear.

But to my surprise he came up to me inches away and bowed its head. I reached my hand up and gently petted him to give him some comfort. He stood with me under the night sky panting loudly. He calmed down a bit and without any words, I felt an exchange of energy. A calmness began to arise in my own body. In about a minute or two he ran off down the hill. Well maybe thats all this was about to calm his stress, I thought.

I walked back to my house under a dimly lit new moon sky. The fog had come in and there was a mystical dreamy visual. I was intrigued by the magical evening that lured me out at 3 A.M. In a dream like state but fully awake I looked up and saw several shooting stars. I thought how precious my life had become. My only wish in that moment was to share what I have learned. My heart was full and my mind was humbled like a child.

It wasn’t always like this I thought. There was a time when all I wanted was to stop the chronic turmoil I felt inside. It was always a mystery to me as to why I couldn’t function. How did it all change? Hah. I chuckled to myself. It was years and years of being committed to working on myself. Even prior to meeting my teacher, Papa Joe, I REALIZED healing those deep deep ancestral wounds that go beyond psychology would be my mission.
The pain I once carried would have never let me stare at a sky like this and feel at home within myself. Wow. I have come a long way. I am not the same scared girl I once was. I was thankful to the horse that lured me into the night to receive such a powerful blessing. And thankful to Papa Joe for all his teachings that excelled my journey of healing my ancestral wounds.

As you once said Papa, “There can be no real healing until we heal our ancestry.”

“About ten years ago, I came across Shari. I had tried several other practitioners. She had none of the ego and endless BS of the other healers. She was direct and her touch took me to another place. All I know is when I got off the table I was regenerated. What Shari does can not be explained, only experienced. Through Shari I have been able to grow and come into my purpose. Once you go to Shari you will not want to go to any other energy healers afterwards.”   ~ Avi

The Life Meant for You

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 Photo  – Joanne Kim

 

Many years ago, I remember feeling frustrated with my life . I wanted to change my reality when I stumbled upon a book called, Creative Visualization, by Shakti Gawain. The book talked about using your own imagination to create the life that you wanted. I was intrigued by this ‘new age’ mindset because I desperately wanted my life to change. Like an obsessed addict I followed the book and several other books that I came across. I meditated, visualized, prayed and did positive affirmations with total sincerity. However, the harder I tried to change my life the deeper down the rabbit hole I went.

I know now that I didn’t want to be myself. I wanted to find a magic pill that would transform me into a super star, free of all human limitations. Although I could manifest certain things, like making enough money to pay the bills or shifting my state of mind. Over time, I started to realize the the guy I was deeply in love with, wasn’t the best choice for me. And maybe the things I wanted for myself were only my ego’s need to be filled.

I struggled for years fighting my own mental state . I wanted to bypass doing the inner work and like magic have the perfect life. I would see psychics, healers, and spiritual teachers who said I needed to work through all my inner demons. What a bunch of idiots, I thought to myself. I was miserable. My life felt like Ground Hogs Day. Little did I know that my spirit was patiently nudging me to stop resisting.

The more I visualized a different life with god-universe-spirit-my higher self the more I was giving momentum to my unfolding path. When I look back at myself I have to smile. I spent so much time kicking and screaming. Although now I have enough wisdom to realize there was a bigger plan in store for me and it far surpassed my own limited-finite, ideas..

Today I am helping people who are having the exact same conflict in their lives that I did back then. When I work with them, I suggest that all they need to do is surrender. They nod their head and tell me, “Yes, yes, you’re right. I will surrender,” but as soon as they get back into their lives they forget.

The personality struggles to stay in control but until we are able to surrender to our souls purpose we will continue remain out of alignment. I often think, “why is it so difficult to get this”?

People I know the struggle is real. It took me several years to finally get this.

While things may not be exactly like I wanted when I was younger, (thank god) I am in such awe, because the life I have today is the life I was meant to live. And as far as I am concerned there is nothing better than that!

“The wisdom, grace, and humor(!) Shari brings to her work is of a divine essence. By that, I mean when she speaks – it’s direct, it’s elevated, and it cuts right through all the noise.

It isn’t a blast of good vibes, or cheap flattery – the kind of ego hooks and powerlessness many profit off of. Working with Shari is learning a way of living – with presence, discernment, gratitude, and joy. It’s remembering one’s own eternal and inviolable spirit, in the face of a world becoming increasingly deceptive, fearful, and ego-driven. There’s no greater gift.”
– Georgia Kirtland