Bridget Ferguson
YOU’VE DONE A MILLION WORKSHOPS AND COURSES, YOU’VE READ THE SELF-HELP BOOKS, YOU SAY THE AFFIRMATIONS, YOU WRITE YOUR GRATITUDE JOURNAL, DO YOUR YOGA PRACTICE, LISTEN TO ABRAHAM HICKS; YOU MANIFEST AND MEDITATE.
And somewhere in there you find time to earn a living, have a family life, and maybe even a social life – at the end of the day you are exhausted just by the sheer effort of trying to hold it all together, as well as be the best possible version of you.
I totally get it. I was a perfectionist - and later graduated to self-development junkie. As a child, I was studious and good. I excelled at school and went on to become a barrister. I pushed myself to succeed in a man’s world. Successes barely registered – a few minutes of satisfaction before the anxiety of the next case began. Failures on the other hand were worried over for weeks.
THE DEATH OF MY FATHER KICK-STARTED A SOUL URGE FOR SOMETHING VERY DIFFERENT – FOR AN EXPLORATION OF SELF WHICH BECAME A SPIRITUAL JOURNEY - YET STILL WITH THAT FLAVOUR OF STRIVING TO BE PERFECT.
I left my legal career, I studied, meditated, went on silent vipassana retreats, spent months in the Amazon jungle taking mind altering plant medicine. I went on a deep sexual awakening journey through tantra and sacred sexuality courses. I emerged as a somatic sexologist and relationship coach. And still this urge to be better continued – the not good enough voice, the one more course to complete, the striving and pushing to be more.
I RECALL THE EPIPHANY THAT SHIFTED MY PERSPECTIVE.
I was coaching student sexologists on their intensive training. Part of my role was to participate in the activities when needed. I had just received an intimate body work session and was lying on the massage table in a meditative state. There was a sense of something emotional stirring, but I didn’t feel tearful – or really anything much – it was just a subtle nudge of something deep within. I could hear the sounds of completion all around me, our facilitator prompting us to gather in a circle.
Out of nowhere, a deep and strong energy moved through me, rocking my body and from the depths of my being a howl emerged that was long, guttural, earth shattering, other worldly.
A full minute passed before it was complete. It came in waves. A hush fell over the room, a stillness descended. I felt a deep peace in my being. Then ecstasy bubbling up; laughter.
IN THAT STILLNESS A KNOWING EMERGED - THERE IS NOTHING TO IMPROVE, NOWHERE TO GO, NOTHING TO ACHIEVE. I ONLY NEED MY OWN ACCEPTANCE. MY OWN LOVE. MY OWN COMPASSION.
I was bathed in it – acceptance and love coming from within.
Have I now let go of my rituals and routines, yoga practice and meditations? No – yet now there's more gentleness to my routine. This softening is my practice - and yes often I slip back into pushing and striving – it’s a deeply held pattern! Not just my own – but a collective one.
I remind myself to treat myself as I would my own child – with deep acceptance, love, compassion and gentleness.
I WONDER, WITH CURIOSITY RATHER THAN STRIVING, WHAT IS THERE TO DISCOVER TODAY IN THIS BODY; IN THIS LIFE?
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BRIDGET FERGUSON, FROME, BA11 5BA, ENGLAND