My first blog. What is a blog? Answers for the computer illiterate.

I have been asked to write a blog for the RPA journal. But what is a blog? I’m not sure I know. I went to the shelf and pulled out my trusty dictionary and looked it up – it wasn’t there. Throughout all my school years and throughout all my children’s school years, the dictionary sitting in its place on the bookshelf has given us the answer to so many questions – but not this time. Not the word ‘blog’. I had to resort to that modern day ubiquitous resource – the computer – and look it up online! As we do so often nowadays. I am told a blog was originally ‘weblog’ adapted to………’we blog’.

Like my mother, who having spent most of her life without that simple luxury we all take so much for granted – a shower – couldn’t see why after years without one, she should need such a thing – just because everyone else wanted her to have one. Or indeed, even a computer. And so she didn’t. In that same way – having myself only had a computer in the latter part of my life, it is difficult for me to see why I would want to blog, or even to read the blogs of others.

I suppose blogs have replaced what used to be the magazine article which one would take home to pour over in a relaxing tea break. Although the less serious hyped up scandalous in-your-face ‘news items’ – that now abound on ‘t-internet ‘- are more what has taken the place of that. You know what I mean, the ones that grab your attention while you’re not looking, that get you reading but land you up nowhere useful.

So what about those more serious, actually useful and informative types of articles? Where are they lurking?  The ones that require a bit more diligence to find? How do I find my way to something I actually want to read? Something relating to my passion, or my line of work – the healing arts, energy medicine, and Resonance Repatterning?

And that’s where the RPA Journal blog comes in. Like all things on the internet, you have to know where to look to find it. Once you have been there often enough you don’t even notice you’re ‘searching’ any more, you just know the way. But when you haven’t been there that often, it’s a bit harder to recall the route, especially for those of us who didn’t grow up in the computerised age. It’s a bit like finding your way down a rabbit warren.

The RPA journal blog is just a few clicks away – if you can remember which ones they are! You can speed that journey by saving it in your ‘favourites’. So for those of us who, like me, need to be dragged kicking and screaming through a hedge backwards to get into the world of computers, blogging is a bit of an alien concept. But having been pushed and pulled, coaxed and cajoled, by colleagues in the RPA, here I am having a go!

I haven’t said anything very much so far, yet I wonder how many hearts I have touched, or sparked interest in. Just to show yourselves, or each other, how this whole gig works I invite you to comment in the ‘comments box’ below. Just a few words of your own experience, or your response to reading this article, or blog to be more precise, or what it evoked in you. And then you will be doing it too!

Yes, I think I’ve got it now – blogging is a dialogue that connects us all, even to others we haven’t met before. And if I did that with the telephone, I’d be considered weird! If I just dialled up a random number and struck up a conversation with someone I don’t know. But here on the blog post page – which isn’t really a page -it’s ok to do that. You can find me, and see who I am, and read what I have to say, even if it’s nothing at all. You can comment back in the chat box, or even write a blog of your own. You may even have, or dare to create, a website all of your own – and blog to your own audience there – or both!

What’s more, if you do leave a comment or click on ‘like’ here, or someone does that for you on a blog post you’ve written, it creates a cyberspace ripple that leads to more traffic, or publicity,  for you and your interest –  as here in Resonance Repatterning – your business and mine.

Like casting my fishing hook out upon the waters and waiting for a fish to bite, I cast my blog out upon the internet waves and wait for someone to read and hopefully respond. Just really creating waves of moving energy – like a spiral up!

So click away, type away, blog away all; come blogger, come student, come practitioner all.

Let’s pick up our heels and fly away all; and answer that enticing, blog-away call!

 

[To find the comments box – on the home page, click on title of this article then scroll down – way down – beneath any comments or author’s profile.                  To find the ‘like’ button – look beneath this article underneath the share buttons]

 

 

 

 

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Poetry, a healing modality expressing the soul

I have written poetry for many years, very free form, and because of that, saw it as a less than qualified piece of writing to share.

I also used poetry as a healing modality many times in my practice of Resonance Repatterning. When it comes up for a client, they usually say, I can’t write a poem. I tell them it’s simply words from the soul and there is no need to rhyme or say it in a certain way. Many times I check for the number of lines, could be 4 or 5 or more. Then I leave them alone to be silent, listen to the words that come up for them and to simply write. It’s always amazing and they are always astounded at what comes out. At one time I saved all of these poems and considered writing a short book about the healing modality of poetry. One of those unfinished thoughts so far.

And I remember at Resonance Repatterning conferences how, many times, Chloe would have the whole group write a poem as a healing. We would all volunteer a word of phrase. They were all written down on a flip chart. And when it muscle checked we had enough, then she would muscle check which phrase was first, which was second, and so on. It was magical what would evolve out of these co-creations.

So I now am giving myself the freedom and opportunity to share more of the poems that I have been drawn to write in the last 2 or 3 years. Its been an action-packed time, with relationships, deaths and expansion, so a great deal of fodder for the soul and my continually evolving consciousness. This was a post I wrote on Facebook in July of this year. I admit after my first urging to share it, I had to do it quick that morning, before I changed my mind.

“I am choosing to do something that feels vulnerable and the artists, whether they be musicians or writers or actors that I admire all talk about the pieces that get the most response are the pieces that come from deeply inside of them. I have long admired their courage. So I am sharing this stream of consciousness poem that I did this morning in response to a personal event in the hopes that it has meaning for any or some of you. Or maybe I just need to step up emotionally naked and have the experience. Not sure and probably all of the above. Initially, there were 109 responses, (Facebook helps track everything, of course) and I had a writer friend who shared with me that my poem received more hits than his published blog pieces. It did seem to speak to a lot of people. So I will share my post here and hope this article inspires something for you, whether its personal, in your practice or in your life somewhere. “

Sunrise 7/31/17
There is always something
To feel hurt by
To regret
To be disappointed by
Deeply disappointed
And there is always
Beauty and wonder
Love and satisfaction
Deep and fulfilling satisfaction
There is always
Wonder and excitement
And always, always
New possibilities
The magic of above and beyond
That is what I am always reaching for
Above and beyond
The limitless that allows soaring
The infinite that feels no limits
While at the same time
Honoring the boundaries
That honor this body, this moment,
That helps me deepen into
The vastness of the worlds
Within this world of this moment
This cell, this infinite universe
Within, within, within.
There’s always a new way to go
When the expected journey is blocked
A new way to feel
When the present feeling
No longer serves.
A new way to love
When the present way of loving
Starts to feel
Too tender or fragile
For the moment.
I am grateful for all these
Possibilities
And the challenges that
Open the door to them.
I am grateful for you and me
And all that is before us
And behind us
And most of all I am grateful
For Now.
A deepening and expanding of Now
The Now within me which is infinite
The Now in this world
Which surprises, pleases
Frustrates, saddens and twists me,
And stretches me beyond all
The Nows before
Thank the God/dess there is always something.

Bobbie Martin