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Hello authentic life

Yesterday I talked a little about how we could all be more ourselves – the individuals we are – and feel more empowered instead of running around like Loraxes.

But how exactly to do that? How do you live your authentic life?

First of all, you are an individual. It follows that your life ought to be one based on your individuality. You are not just a person in the system, a potential customer, a consumer or one of the target market. Yet so many of us are unwittingly brainwashed and just bob along with the waves of patterns of behaviour that move around the ocean of our populace.

It seems to me that while most people understand we have free choice – and so many less fortunate people in the world do not have this essential foundation of a free society – they don’t use their free choice. (However, there are anomalies in our society, for example, parents-to-be in New York have no choice about whether to have their baby at home or not.)

Free will and free choice means we have the luxury of being more conscious of the tiny as well as big choices we make every day.

Each choice has a consequence. When we choose carefully and thoughtfully, when we ask ourselves what we want to do instead of just automatically doing what we think society wants us to do, we instantly empower ourselves.

The more we listen to our inner Self, and act on our intuition, the stronger we feel, and co-incidentally happier. The more we consciously strip away unnecessary things by de-cluttering, creating breathing space in our lives, being more mindful, honoring the things that make us feel good and doing more of them, the more authentic our lives will be. Our lives reflect who we are.

So in the hope of inspiring you, I gave myself 15 minutes to write a little stream-of-consciousness list of my ways of authentic living – practical choices I’ve made and continue to make that have helped me strip away layers of accidental falsity and live a more fulfilling life.

Hello authentic living –

Hello handmade, nature, wilderness and conscious living. Hello make-do-and-mend and minimalism. Hello connecting with my community and guerrilla gardening. Hello buying local produce and seasonal food.

Hello stripping away unnecessary things, including people and ideologies. Hello looking at bees and butterflies instead of watching them on TV. Hello letting children feel free and safe and able to play without adult supervision and interference.

Hello walking instead of driving. Hello knowing more about my family and friends than I do about celebrities and TV characters. Hello Waldorf / Steiner education and toys made of things that once lived like wool and wood. Hello not window-shopping and buying into retail persuasion.

Hello wearing the same dress I wore ten years ago because I love it (fashion doyen, Vivienne Westwood would approve). Hello making your own clothes, buying vintage clothes, revamping your old clothes, buying clothes from charity shops and expressing your individuality through the clothes you wear.

Hello being indecisive so you are always open to something new happening. Hello being spontaneous and going with that whole “who moved the cheese” thing.

Hello learning to be storytellers again instead of always reading books. Hello buying online direct from artists and creators on Etsy instead of big brand manufacturers. Hello upcycling and finding new uses for things we might otherwise throw away. Hello guitars around campfires, sleeping  under the stars and taking courses like Guy Mallinson’s woodland camps.

Hello farmers markets and people raising animals and crops the old-fashioned, expensive way. Hello curative classical homoeopathy and the slow movement. Hello creating communities of like-minded people online so it’s like we all live together in a village. (I’d like WildelyCreative as a neighbour.)

Hello supporting the people working with white knuckles, gritted teeth and in tears to save our planet, the species we share it with and the welfare of animals. Hello the rebel, the maverick, the weirdo who stands up and is not afraid to go against the tide.

Hello having your baby at home, being supported by other parents and breastfeeding for as long as you want. Hello hand-me-down clothes that have the energy of other children about them. Hello dads being good at supporting and protecting their family and moms being good at nurturing and home-making and hello all parents feeling supported and confident instead of thinking they need to read parenting books <– although I recommend that one).

Hello feeling connected to people via the magnificent universe that is Twitter that you’d never meet in real life. Hello listening to our instincts and acting upon them so we get more gut instincts and start to rely on them instead. Hello thinking for yourself instead of what everyone else seems to think.

Hello doing the exact things we loved as children, not matter how childish like playing with modelling clay and crayons, making things from twigs and collecting feathers. Hello not feeling you have to see the latest movie. Hello walking barefoot and getting your hands dirty.

Hello attempting to fix something instead of just buying a replacement. Hello getting to know your neighbours even if you don’t like them. Hello having a cat or dog in your life to teach you important life lessons and bring you companionship, fun, love and joy.

Hello photographing wildlife instead of shooting it. Hello going on guided nature walks instead of shopping trips. Hello home baking, making meals from scratch and growing our own wild foods.

Hello taking things out of skips and picking up things off the street that people have put out as garbage (we got 4 rolls of thick cream wallpaper on the street yesterday, great for HUGE painting and pastel works of art).

Hello looking up old friends and just saying hello. Hello realising you are beautiful. Hello loving what you have and being grateful.

Hello more displays of public affection. Hello more adventurous sex. (Bye bye stupid inhibitions.) Hello sharing secrets and talking more about what you feel. Hello writing silly notes and saying thank you.

Hello finding out about the insects and other little beasties you share you home and street with and looking for them and being able to name them. Hello smiling at people and acknowledging people more.

Hello realizing how far you’ve come and helping those coming up behind you. Hello leaving whole days open and unscheduled to do what you like in the moment. Hello risking looking foolish when you ask a stranger if they need help with their bags, car, crossing the road or anything else. Hello getting better about saying ‘no’ without giving an explanation as to why not.

Hello having wildflower meadows and wilderness areas in our gardens. Hello making gifts and cards for friends and family instead of giving money to a shop. Hello more people doing things like moving your tomato plant so the noise won’t disturb a leafcutter bee’s nest.

Hello healing ourselves by listening to our inner wild.

I’d love it if we did a kind of brainstorming thing here and you added your individual ‘Hello‘s in the comments below. I might add a few more too.

Are you a bulb or a trumpeting flower?

Is it Spring in your neck o’ the woods? It is with me, inside and out.

Outside my window gentle wild primroses, regal purple pansies and sunshine daffodils are bursting out amongst the papery fading white crocus petals and vanished snowdrops.

I took this photo:  for you to see the glorious, flamboyant trumpeting daffodil I was looking at just now.

I was thinking about the deep renewal that Spring brings us. I am really tuned-in to this awakening and as it resonates with me I feel it all accelerating and gathering momentum.

I think the seasons bring us a natural cycle that is healing for us. We can be nurtured by simply noticing what happens during each season and perhaps mirroring the natural energy radiated by the plants, insects and animals.

In Spring we see glory vanquishing adversity everywhere. Brand-new ghostly shoots burst out of bulbs underground, pushing frost-hard soil aside with slow determination. Shoots poke through brown earth and turn instantly bright green in the sun’s rays, capturing energy for the flowering to come.


Hibernating animals awaken. Will we?

Birds gather twigs and soft nesting materials like our husky’s wool fur. We wrap his molted fur around a stick and hang it near the feeder. Tiny birds tease out little pieces of fluff until their beaks are so full – a ball of fluff bigger than their heads – that I don’t know how they can see where they are flying. But they seem to know what they’re doing.

It made me think how we humans are naturally part of the raw energy and renewal, the awakening and thrust for living that happens in Spring. I wonder, do our body cells respond in some biological way we don’t even know about? If we weren’t quite so wrapped up on layers of plastic and synthetics and the pressing needs of living in a modern city, drugs and foods to salve and suppress us – would we too feel the overwhelming, intense leap in sex-drive that other native mammals like hedgehogs are feeling in Scotland right about now?

It’s entirely possibly that modern issues with sex drive, and lack thereof, often appropriated to “stress” might be connected to our disconnect from natural seasonal cycles?

How about you? Do you think right now your inner self is like a tight, power-pregnated bulb buried deep down yet full of remarkable potential? Or are you beginning to stretch a tentative shoot? Perhaps you are already in gigantic, glorious, hallelujah bloom: a giant daffodil of a person trumpeting your wonders for all. Crikey, you might even be one of those folks dancing naked around a bonfire in an enchanted forest tonight!

You could, of course, be a dormant bulb. Nothing wrong in that. Squirrels need food and they love a dormant bulb. Otherwise, if you’re thinking of releasing your potential – now seems like a pretty good time to get growing and unfurl little flower. Nature is with you.

Image made by my daughter and I using Rosie Flo’s Garden colouring book.