Opening Your Heart to Clarity & Peace

Posted by Rocco Distefano
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Posted on May 15, 2014

Rocco1Fear is a never a fun part of life. It can create doubt, and tension in all areas, especially your heart chakra. This can create a sensation of being unable to breath or even a block in communication between you and the important people in your life. Below is a simple exercise designed to help you begin breathing easier, softer, better, lighter and step off of the path of fear and back on to the road of love and light which is where we all come from and where we belong. 🙂

You can try this now if you like. Take some space, get a drink of water and relax. Go to a quiet room in your house without clutter or stay just where you are if you feel comfortable. Take a deep breath and let the wave of thoughts wash over you as usual. This time, as they come, please take each thought and hand them over to the universe like paper in the wind… and breath! Let each thought now belong to the universe. They can still be in your periphery, they may never go away and that’s okay! Just give them to the universe to take care of for now! It really works! By handing over the daily list of chores, deadlines and worries, it grants us the opportunity to step back and really gain some clarity on the people, places and things of our day to day.

Please know that true clarity is not necessarily complete nothingness, it can also simply mean getting distance from the craziness so that you can discover a new perspective.

Keep handing everything over and focus only on your breath. When you feel connected to your breathing, move your mind slowly down from your head into your chest area. To help you visualize, imagine a big green heart in your chest area. Place a beautiful set of French Doors on them. Throw open those doors and step inside your Heart. You will know you are in your heart when you feel nothing but LOVE. This is a place of healing and warmth. This is your heart and it is wiser than your head can ever hope to be. It is here that we can escape the stress of the world and feel safe. There is no fear in your heart. There is no room for it here. Only LOVE. You can come here whenever you feel lost or scared and it will Always be filled with Love and understanding. If you ever need an answer about anything and your head is giving you well.. a headache 😉 you can come to the Heart for the answer. This will always be the true answer. it may not be one that you particularly like but it is closer to the truth because the answer comes from Love, not will.

Try this once a day until you become comfortable with it. Then when you are ready… try going to your heart when you are talking to another person. See how it feels to see another with your Heart not your Eyes, to hear them with your Spirit and not your Ears. This is not an easy thing, it takes practice and requires self love and conviction but I promise you that you will spend less time living in fear and will probably learn right quick who you should or shouldn’t be spending time with. 😉

Doing exercises like this requires that we spend some time looking within and this is not an easy thing. It is important that we not beat ourselves up if we are having trouble. Spend some time this week looking within, and finding the knots or blocks that are preventing you from allowing an open and honest flow between your Conscious and Unconscious minds. My brave students have taught me that sometimes these blocks are big are created for a reason, however, in order to do any kind of psychic work, healing or on ourselves or others, we need to be able to feel safe in the great sea that is our subconscious mind. Any doubts, blocks, or phobias, can compromise this work and make this space unsafe, so if you are having trouble connecting the two, if you are feeling a particularly large blockage, some grounded Psychological work or Clinical Therapy in tandem with meditation can be instrumental in helping you to connect to your subconscious more safely.

Remember that we have a physical body, a conciseness and spiritual bodies. Each of them are meant to be working together to optimize your human life experience. Meditation and Clinical Psychological Therapy can be considered a physical world bridge between the Conscious and unconscious and I highly recommend a period of study of both at some point in your lives to… well…anyone 🙂 Every day we all live doing the absolute best that we know how to. The more time we spend understanding who we are and why we are here the easier it will be for us to maneuver through it. Spend some time today looking within and seeing that amazing and beautiful being that you are. Take a breezy walk through your open heart and feel the love that you are capable of. Spend a little time here each day until coming here is a no brainer. Eventually you will spend enough time in your heart that your world will change. You will make that connection between Physical and Spirit, Conscious and Subconscious and step into the Loving Being that you actually are. And believe me, others will follow. 🙂

If you liked this meditation, come on over to YourLifeIsAwesome.com and sign up with your email for even more mediations and resources on living peacefully and with authenticity. Its Free! When you song up you will also get a Free copy of my MP3 on Meditation, Frequency & Breath. I look forward to seeing you there and moving forward into peace, together!

Big Hugs and Love!

Rocco Distefano
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Rocco Distefano is a master teacher in the instruction of Intuition, Meditation and Self Compassion. In 1999 he became the founder of Your Life Is Awesome, which has also become a thriving online community for self compassion and self awareness. Since the age of 3, Rocco has been communicating and channeling information from Angels, Spirit Guides, Higher Self And Departed Loved Ones. Today he continues to share messages with students, friends and family from a place of Ethics, Integrity & Compassion. Let Rocco show you why Your Life Is Awesome 🙂

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Leaps of Faith

Posted by Michael Mazzella
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Posted on February 28, 2014

Michael Mazzella Risks, in my opinion, they’re the epicenter of the fear of the unknown. Everyone has their own goals for what they want their life to look like and for some it may be finding that one true love, creating a family, or like me, their career ambitions. How far is too far in desiring to achieve your dreams? Is it worth possibly losing everything you hold dear for a possible step up the ladder? I have spent many nights pondering over these questions, agonizing over them, really. I have gone to the ends of the Earth to reach a higher point in my career. Every time I take a giant leap, I risk it all. The fear is real. The fear reverberates in the “what ifs” and forbiddance of the future.

Here I stand, yet again, facing the ledge, and ahead of me another mountain, I know I must jump to reach the top. I don’t want to. I want to remain comfortable in my home, where I know I’m safe. The home I worked so hard for. The thought of yet another huge risk makes my soul ache. I’ve been told by so many throughout my life that in order to become more comfortable, you must take a step back and get uncomfortable first. This is true, it’s a fact, but I’m struggling. I’m hurting. To give up a home is a hard thing to stomach. Every hanging picture, piece of furniture, and decoration has a story behind it. There is nothing in my home that is meaningless.

Anyone who has followed my career knows that I had and have a major struggle with food. I’m a food addict, no ifs ands or buts about it. I have binge eating disorder and it will always be a struggle. There is no point in hiding it – it’s just as much a part of me as the color of my skin. My weight battles have been a point of much pain, but like all things it can be a force for good. No one facing this battle is alone – know there are others out there. The leap I stand before is starting to unhinge the doors that have locked away the monster that is food addiction. In the last weeks I’ve found myself so overwhelmed by the unknown, “the what do I do? Do I go this way or that way? Left or right,” that my daily practice of prayers, mediation, reading, and writing have fallen off course. I’ve slipped.

The irony? I asked for this, I asked GOD, the universe to grant me this but that’s just the thing, GOD listened. Sometimes it’s one thing to dream, to ask for a wish to be granted, but what happens when it comes true? For me, shear panic and incomprehensible anxiety and paranoia. My life is so simple, so why do I insist on complicating it with my own insanity? I suppose that answer lies in the fear of gaining it and losing it. Losing a dream is possible. Failing is possible. Success is also possible. Dreams can be real. The other shoe doesn’t always have to drop. I believe the universe rewards risks, by showing that you will put your own comfort second for the greater goal. This is absolutely a huge act of trust. Trusting that GOD will always come through can be hard. I admit I’ve had dark thoughts and questioned this to be real. GOD’s grace is real and mighty. He will not let his children suffer a loss that ultimately serves no good. There is good in all things, even those masquerading as brutality.

I’m doing it. I’m going to take the risk. Give up my home in Los Angeles that has held the key to my heart and uproot myself to New York City. I dream a dream that I know will be. I know I can help others and bring them joy. The sweetest sound is the sound of a fellow child of GOD laughing. In that split second of laugher there is no angst that exists.  To know that I can cause such a beautiful moment for someone is a tremendous blessing. Though my soul may ache through the leap, I know that if nothing else, when I get to heaven GOD will know I tried. Soon when I am able to bring joy to viewers in the comfort of their homes on a daily basis, my own personal comfort will no longer matter. The tears will have dried and the risks will be worth it. I’m choosing to believe. What else is there to do?

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Michael Santino Mazzella Imagine a place where drive-through alcohol and bookie-gambling fathers are the norm. Stumped? Well, that place is Lafayette, Louisiana – the place of my birth. It is a fun loving, cocktail-in-the-morning, gossiping kind of town. My mother, a housewife with the most bless-your-heart southern charm, and my father, a jet-setting dad with a glamour-filled life only Hollywood could concoct, were my only sages. Growing up in a small town, my world comprised of my parents, a sister, a community of ladies who lunch, and a rigid religious education. At the tender yet tyrannous age of four, I had a feeling that there was something other than my present circumstances that I was meant to pursue. I knew then and there that I was on this planet for a reason. Granted that at the age of 4 my ability to articulate such thoughts was close to non-existent, but the “feeling” was absolutely there. We all have that “feeling” and mine was all encompassing. There was nothing worse than having the “feeling” and not knowing how to pursue it. I gained weight. I suppressed the racing intents of my mind because I was a cord with no outlet, and it hurt. The birthing pains had begun...good times? I grew to a robust 300 lbs. At the time I didn’t realize it, but this too was part of my path. One day, I was watching TV with my mother and we came across a woman named Joy Behar and an actor she was interviewing on the now iconic talk show, “The View.” THAT was it! THAT’S what I was born to be! I was meant to become a storyteller of the human experience and continue on an exploration of the human heart through entertaining others. But how? How on Earth was I going to embark on becoming a storyteller, entertainer, and instigator of laughter that would bring joy to people and open their hearts to the human experience? I needed to learn not about people but about being human. This question and answer manifested itself through tennis. In Lafayette, tennis was at the epicenter of the social scene, so I naturally followed it closely. During one particular match, I overheard a commentator that the tennis player in front of them attended the IMG Nick Bollettieri Tennis Academy. In my extraordinarily naive mind I thought that if this player achieved such success in his career, I must follow in his footsteps and attend this institution too. Two weeks later, I moved to Bradenton, Florida to attend Bollettieri. The day-to-day hell, physical and mental beating, endless life lessons, friendships that will last a lifetime, and stories of triumph and failure are far too many to list here. This part of my journey brought me closer to realizing that “feeling,” my Dharma. I knew to get even more comfortable, I was going to have to take a step back and get incredibly uncomfortable first. That discomfort appeared as a debilitating left shoulder injury. As a left-hander, this meant the end of the glory days as well as my career in professional tennis. At the age of 17, I left the institute, knowing I had learned all the lessons it was meant to teach me. I said goodbye to those who had become my new mentors and leaders in thought, such as Monica Seles. I blindly moved to Los Angeles with the knowledge that failure only breathes when lack of effort does. My latest sage, Wendy Williams, became my idol. I watched her everyday knowing that one day I would have a stage too that would allow me to be a vessel for whatever message I was am meant to relay. This road is hard; it is riddled with success greater than anything my mind of limited capacity could have conjured, but it has also come with great grief, disaster, and deep loss. I believe these are all lessons part of my path. Today, I have appeared on “The Wendy Williams Show” and spilt my time between Los Angeles and New York City, producing celebrity events and programming. I have learned a lot, but I certainly have a long way to go with countless life lessons in front of me. I’m on a journey and trying my best to blindly trust that it will be “all good in the hood. “ Think of me as the love child of Wendy Williams and Andy Cohen, with a Godmother named Oprah, born in Jessica Lange's Asylum. Aka, Blanche Devereaux.

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