from skeptic to advocate: an inspiring year in the life of my childhood bestie

When you let go of the when and how, magic arrives in the here and now. | LivLane.com

If you’ve ever doubted the power of intention, ever scoffed at the value of making a vision board or selecting a “word of the year,” you’re not alone.

Sarah Rudell Beach questioned it all, too – until she did something really brave. She let go. And I can’t wait for you to hear what happened next!

Sarah’s the thinking woman’s guide to mindfulness over at Left Brain Buddha and a revered high school teacher, and I’m thrilled that she’s our newest contributor to Project Light Year 2015. A year ago, she was just getting started as a Project Light Year participant – and she arrived with a bagfull of doubt. She loved the idea of spending a whole year focused on personal growth with a virtual tribe of kindreds, but she was hesitant about some of the subject matter. Intention? Angels? Really?

I wasn’t surprised. Sarah was my first best friend. She was super-smart even at five, when we first met – a planner, a problem solver, a pragmatic playmate (her Barbie dolls all had successful careers and 401Ks). These traits have served her well over the years. But they didn’t leave much room for magic and mystery.

Liv & Sarah - January 2015

Liv & Sarah – January 2015

Last January, as the Project Light Year tribe dove into cultivating the power of intention and conspiring with the universe to co-create awesomeness in our lives, Sarah did something really brave. She jumped right in. Rather than bristle at how woo-woo that all sounded, she decided to take a chance and just try it. She set her intentions. She made a vision board. She opened up. And she couldn’t believe what transpired.

Last week, as part of our kick-off to another magical year, I interviewed Sarah about her leap from lingering doubt to dramatic developments in paving her path to deeper joy. It was meant just for Project Light Year participants, but we’ve decided to share it with all of you today, in hopes you feel inspired to let go a little bit, to trust yourself a little more, to experience magic and mystery like never before.

To download the 23-minute interview with Sarah, just click here.  Or to listen online, click here

We’re just getting started in Project Light Year 2015. There’s still time to set doubt aside and make 2015 the year you light up your life. Find all the details here.

3 steps for manifesting money & magic (how i went from worried to wowed)

Money Angel - photographed in Santa Fe by Liv Lane #abundance #prosperity

Can I be real with you friends? Yesterday, I had some heart palpitations over my self-worth – the money kind and the soul kind. It did not. feel. good. 

This is usually a very busy time of year for my business and important for our family’s finances, but I’ve pulled back on almost everything to put my full attention on this. I know it’s meant-to-be and will be so, so soul-stirring. But as I looked at the numbers, tighter than usual, and started adding up some big expenses coming soon (including my sudden need for a root canal and some major home repairs), I could feel myself spiraling down.

To add fuel to the fire, my heart felt bruised by some unkind notes and actions from a few folks who don’t like that I communicate with the great beyond. (Thank you to all you dear hearts who lifted me up on Facebook yesterday!) It’s easy to feel uneasy when we feel attacked or misunderstood, right? It contributes to that crappy feeling of not having enough, not being enough, not doing enough.

I hate that feeling of lack. It makes my chest tighten, my head spin and my heart race. As soon as I feel it creeping in, I know I’ve got some work to do. Not work-work, but re-framing work; taking the time to consciously shift my thoughts from scarcity to abundance.

I knew yesterday that if I got caught up in a shitstorm of worry over money or mean girls, that negative energy could practically shut me down, blocking the flow of positive energy – contentment, prosperity, trust, service – into my life. So I put on my big girl pants and got down to business.

I followed my 3 step recipe for manifesting money & magic…

 

First, I got grateful. I started taking stock of all the abundance already in my midst: a home I love, a full fridge, a cell phone, a laptop, shelves full of books, transportation, healthy kids, a flexible schedule, morning coffee, art supplies, warm flannel sheets.  I could have gone on for days. I bet you could, too.

Second, I called in my angels. For me, this means getting quiet and sending out an S.O.S. (much like a prayer) to any and all available angels. I request assistance in lifting my energy and clearing the way for more light-filled abundance to flow in so I can be fully focused on using my life for good.

Now, I had an extra-special opportunity yesterday and the timing was no coincidence, I’m sure: I had a session booked with Laurel Maffei-Bleadon, a gifted healer and channeler (just like many therapists have their own therapists to help them work through personal issues, intuitives tend to lean on other trusted intuitives to deliver and validate personal messages). The messages I received through Laurel’s team of wise spirits & angels were right on the money, including a detailed description of a new online program I had been planning for January until Into the Light came along. It was their way to validate that my vibration (and ability to attract abundance) rises when I’m in the zone, creating something new and meaningful and needed. Now I’m so excited to finalize and unveil that project super soon!

Third, I talked myself into a prosperity mindset. I headed to the bank to transfer some money, and saw a coffee shop across the street. Man, a dark mocha sounded really good – but I began to feel that tightening in my chest as I tried to convince myself not to get the coffee. I wasn’t passing it up because it was a fiscally responsible choice (which would have been perfectly fine and probably smart), but because fear and lack were trying to rise up again. I looked at the situation straight on, witnessing how that scarcity mentality was so keen on convincing me I didn’t even have $4 to spare. Not true, I reminded myself. Not true in my bank account. Not true in a world where there is plenty for all. Not true for a girl who is attracting abundance. I have enough, I told myself. I am enough.  

You Are Enough card by Liv Lane

And do you know what happened, friends? I went through the coffee shop drive-thru, ordered my mocha, and when I pulled up to the window, the barista said, “Guess what!? The car in front of you just paid for you!” Oh. My. Word. My whole body filled with elation as I told her that I’ve done that so many times for other drivers, but that no one’s ever paid for me…and that this was the PERFECT day for it to happen. “Cool – it’s totally karma,” she said.

I drove away happy as a clam, so thankful for that little sign that all is well, that there is enough, that the universe is listening.

It’s listening to you, too. What are you manifesting through your thoughts and actions? I’d love to hear, brave hearts.

we thought today would be different

This isn't how today was supposed to go: post about #autism #kindergarten and rearranged dreams

This isn’t how today was supposed to go.

first day of fifth grade!My big boy, Ryder, strutted off to fifth grade as planned (how did he get to be a fifth grader!?), but we’d long imagined that on this day, he’d have his little brother tagging along. Not long after Truman was born, nearly five and a half years ago, Ryder excitedly figured out they’d get to have one year together in the same school, with Tru in kindergarten and him in fifth grade. He couldn’t wait to show him the ropes and be his protector. He talked about it often – until last winter, when it became clear Tru wouldn’t be ready for kindergarten this fall. His particular blend of challenges from developmental delays and ASD would make it really difficult to focus and flourish right now. Ryder was bummed, which is so sweet.

While my heart fluttered with pride this morning as Ryder boarded the bus to start his last year of elementary school, it also ached for the little guy at our side. I wish I could just wave my magic mama wand – the one that can fix practically anything, from hurt feelings to scraped knees. It’s hard to not have the power to fix this.

That said, I know this bonus year is also a huge gift. I would have been a complete mess sending Tru off to school and now I get one more year with my little shadow. More snuggles, more giggles, more adventures, more alone time. We and his team of specialists have an extra year to work with him and plan ahead for his kindergarten debut. And he gets one more year to learn and play at a preschool he loves.

tru drawing in the dudioAs I was typing this, Tru just crawled into my lap, put his head on my chest and closed his eyes. I kissed his little head, breathed in his little boy smell, and closed my eyes, too – soaking up the moment and feeling grateful he’s still right here by my side…in my arms…under my wing for one more year.

Come to think of it, maybe this is exactly the way today was supposed to go.