Author Archives: Monna McDiarmid

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Conversations with Your Life | Challenge: Day 3

Day 3 is about sending some love out into the universe.

There’s absolutely no better time than now. xo

You can learn more about the course, which begins on August 30th, over here.
 

Conversations with Your Life Challenge: Day 2

This one allows you to play a bit + draws on your imagination and your intuition.

{Week 2 of the course is about conversations you can have with your life in your neigbourhood.}
 

Conversations with Your Life Challenge: Day 1

What’s the feeling you’d like to have as you start your day?
{Play with this. How can you fine tune your mornings?}

Week 1: Conversations you can have with your life at HOME.
In this week, there are three essays (in writing + audio versions) about my jade plant, loving your home as it is, and a Martha Beck tool called the 3 Bs. You’ll receive exercises and tools with each essay and a workbook for your good stuff.

Conversations with Your Life begins on Monday 30th October.
 

Conversations with Your Life: 6 Day Challenge

Starting tomorrow, Monday 16th October, I’ll be posting micro versions of a few of the exercises we’ll be doing in my upcoming course.

Each challenge will be posted here, on Facebook and Instagram.

I’d love for you to read the challenges, share and respond. Please participate in whatever way feels right to you.

Wishing you interesting + helpful Conversations with Your Life.
 

To the Glorious Round Woman in the Piazza

I see you
in the Piazza
near the Uffizi.

It’s a hot day,
hotter than we
expected for October.
You’re wishing you
hadn’t chosen jeans
this morning
and your polyester top
isn’t helping.
You pull the top away
from your collarbones,
fan yourself with the fabric.

Your face is pink with heat
and something else
I recognize.

Your tour guide is talking
but you find it hard to focus
on what she’s saying.

I see it.
The moment you think,
“I’m too fat for this.”
“I’m too fat for this tour,
too fat for Florence,
for this piazza ringed
by statues
of perfect bodies.

You think people are looking at you.
You think you should have stayed home.
You think, “Who was I kidding?”

Oh, Girl!

I want to tell you that
you’re exactly where
you’re meant to be.

The piazza suits you.
Florence suits you.
Travel suits you.

You are glorious beyond measure.

Drape yourself in cotton and linen.
Move through the city.
Employ all your senses.
Let the world dazzle you.

Surrender yourself to your life.

You are exactly where you are meant to be.
You are glorious beyond measure.
 
 

What I’m up to right now + how you can join me:

Conversations with Your Life: An Online Course
This yummy six-week online course begins on Monday 30th October and the deadline for registering is Friday 27th October at midnight (EST). Here are the delicious details.

Six Day Challenge
During the week of October 16th – 21st, I’ll host a six day Conversations with Your Life Challenge where I’ll offer daily exercises to give you a wee taste of the course. I’ll be posting the challenges on my blog, Facebook and Instagram. I’d love for you to check out, and participate in, the challenge.

New Year’s Conversations with Your Life Retreat
We’re hosting three or four women in Blue Rocks, Nova Scotia from Thursday 28th December 2017 until Monday 1st January 2018. The retreat is a live version of the online course and includes transportation, accommodations and meals. The deadline for registering is Friday 27th October at midnight (EST). If this is your jam, you can learn more about the retreat here.

 

Light Gathering

I’m obsessed with light.

The first time that light ever made me cry was on our first visit to Florence in 2008. As we walked around the city in the late afternoon, we kept disintegrating into the golden light. Every few minutes, I would turn towards my partner… to see the look on his face and to reassure myself that I had not imagined all that beauty. When we got back to Barcelona, I wrote about it on my blog and my friend Mara Gorman, whom I know only through the magical interwebs, wrote back that, “one could eat the light in Florence with a spoon.” That image has never left me. Eating the light like panna cotta.

I’ve stood under magnificent chandeliers in Venice and Paris and I’ve been dazzled by their beauty. Chandeliers serve as luminescent proof that we don’t have to give up beauty for function. We can have both things in our lives. When I stand under those lights, I have a clearer vision of my best self.

One of my most powerful light-memories is from Japan. Motomachi Street is the lovely granmotherly shopping street near our apartment in Yokohama. Whenever I get the timing right and emerge from the train station onto Motomachi Street around five o’clock in the evening, the light pours down the street towards me like honey. I remember seeing our friend Saka walking towards me in that light and she seemed imbued with magical powers. {Actually, she is. We all are.}

It’s been my experience that life is an intricate dance between darkness and the light.

The darkness. In the last week, the American President sent a series of terrible tweets shaming the Mayor of San Juan, Puerto Rico and more than fifty people died in a massacre in Las Vegas. It has felt very much like the Dementors are winning.

I was raised in a community where people did what they were supposed to do. They followed the rules set out by schools, by church and by their parents, grandparents and those who came before. They voted along party lines. These are very good people, the very first to help someone in need, but they were taught to fear change and to be suspicious of outsiders.

When people continue to live according to old societal rules without examining whether they fit who we are now, when they live in the belly of fear and suspicion, their collective darkness makes terrible things possible including Trump’s administration.

What if we believed that none of us were outsiders? What if we believed that we belong everywhere and that we belong to each other.

Just asking those questions makes the light flicker. Suddenly the light around us appears more golden, more intense.

Imagine what would happen if we all began to act as though we belong everywhere and to each other.

Even in the midst of this very serious darkness, there is a gathering of the light. I see so many friends, clients and acquaintances choosing what feels right and good in their life… rather than what they are “supposed” to do. It feels like many of us are lighting up at the same time.

Since I was a child, I’ve thought deeply about the meaning of everything. I’ve questioned the way things were done which I realize can be quite exasperating for the people who love me. But I can’t NOT ask these questions. It’s the way I’m built and also the way I’ve created my self. During my Gap Year for Grown Ups, in particular, I’ve been having a a lot of yummy, late-night conversation with my life. (You know the kind.)

One of the discoveries I’ve made is that the more compassionate I am to myself, the more good stuff I have to give to others. If I could view a “soul-view” map of humanity, I’d see that whenever I’m kind to myself, the Monna-dot lights up brighter than before. On that same map, I’d see that that all the dots marking the meeting places between myself and others are glowing softly. Like an intricate network of lights. Like a chandelier.

So, in this way, we grow the light.

I’m going to be teaching a course about what I’ve learned about being kind to yourself and listening to your life. Those conversations will help you create a life you in which you feel more of what you want ~ joy, peace, freedom. A life that allows you to do good work and to help others. It’s called Conversations with Your Life and it begins on Monday 30th October.

I’d love for you to join me for this gathering of the light.
 
 

Love In the Time of Disassembling

We want to be okay with larger bodies.
We really do.
But our families + our society
taught us to want
fat people
to get thinner
so they could be healthy.

It’s what we were taught.

But what if other people’s health
is not our business?
What if a person’s health
is between them,
their closest loved ones
and their doctor?

Oh.

What if these questions
helped dissolve our judgment?
What if these questions
disassembled
our
old
(intolerant)
stories?

That would leave us free
to see each human being
as deserving of dignity
and the right to pursue
their own happiness.

That would leave us free
to love each person
in the glorious body
that is theirs.

That would leave us free.

 


This is the third in a series of posts about learning to appreciate, respect and love our own bodies. The other articles in this series are:
*Leggings, Body Love + Beauty Queens
*Put Yourself in the Picture

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