Showing posts with label Authenticity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Authenticity. Show all posts

Friday, October 31, 2008

Just Who Will You Be?


I believe it was Socrates who said “the unexamined life is not worth living”, sometime before knocking back a hefty dose of hemlock. That is rather incidental to the point, but a helpful detail nonetheless. The man was so principled, he’d rather put himself to death than go against his own ethics. Rather old-school, really. So we’ll have to take his word for it that a bit of self-examination is worth the effort.

One woman who’s found herself getting into a bit of Socratic method in mid-life is Maria Shriver, television news reporter, card-carrying Kennedy clan member and wife of the Governator, Arnold Schwarzenegger. That’s a rather heavyweight CV she’s dragging about, yet in a recent interview with Oprah – also no slouch in the over-achieving department – she admits to having found little satisfaction in her intensive schedule. She said “I made the mistake of thinking that external accomplishments would bring me peace. I thought it was about the job or a book or making a name for myself. So many people would come up to me and say, ‘Which Kennedy are you?’. At a very young age, I thought, You’re going to know which one I am. I decided that I was going to be the Kennedy who makes her own name and finds her own job and works like a dog. My comeuppance was when Arnold got elected – I became the Kennedy who was married to the Governor.”

Of course, that kind of driven busyness doesn’t just spring up out of nowhere, unbidden. Describing her early family life, Shriver says “It’s competitive when you walk in the door. It’s competitive at the table. It’s competitive on the playing field. It’s competitive in a boat. Even my mother is very competitive at everything – from checkers to Ping-Pong to sailing to politics … My parents’ vacations were working vacations. We visited Special Olympics events, Peace Corps volunteers, prime ministers and priests. They’d be trying to solve the Israeli-Palestinian conflict on Christmas.”

That drive to constantly achieve knew no bounds, as a telling interchange with Shriver’s father after she’d written her second book clearly highlights. “He said, ‘What are you doing with yourself?’ I said ‘I just wrote a book.’ ‘But you did the book already’, he said. ‘That’s over. You need to do a new thing.’”

Whoah, scary! While all that workaholism doubtless created a lot of positive change for many people, it also negated any possibility of self-enquiry. Without self-examination, we’ll never really know if we’re doing what we do because we want to do it or simply because that’s what we think we should be doing. Shriver’s hard-won ability to accept herself and find true fulfilment at a slower, more authentic pace is valuable wisdom to follow, all the more because she’s had all that money, fame and accomplishment can offer and still came up empty.

She says now, “I’m trying to live my life from my heart, being authentic to who I am. I’m trying to feel my way to my truth. I do things now that feel real to me … A friend once told me ‘As long as you keep playing the game of trying to be the right Maria for everyone, you’re never going to deliver the real Maria. You don’t even know who the real Maria is.’ She was right. So I took a long, hard look at myself and began to strip away a lot of the stuff that kept me running. The most terrifying thing of all for me was to just sit with myself. I didn’t know how to be alone. When you grow up in a huge family, you’re never alone.”

Out of that stopping still, of taking time to learn who she was and what she wanted, she’s learned that it’s not what you do that counts – it’s who you are. Discussing this in the interview, Shriver notes “We’re all worthy – not because we’ve accomplished something or because we’re part of a famous family. You’re worthy if you don’t make the team, if you get Ds and Fs, if you don’t get into the best college. That belief is the greatest gift any parent can give his or her child. You and I don’t have to do an interview or talk about a project or save the world. We can just sit with each other and with ourselves. For me that was a revelation. An awakening.”

Now that’s an awakening we could all do with. As Maya Angelou once said to Oprah, “You alone are enough. You have nothing to prove to anybody.” Time for some self-examination – if you believed those statements to be true, what would you stop doing? What activities, jobs, people or places are in your life because you think they should be? Do you have ‘second book syndrome’ – thinking nothing is ever good enough unless it’s a new experience? Do you even know why you’ve chosen the path that you have? When was the last time you just sat still and let it be OK to do nothing? How has the family dynamic you grew up with become a part of your life now? Are you living the way you do because that’s what your family did? How much real choice have you made in your life? How much does your life reflect the real you?

Juicy questions for you to ponder this week. Take your time with them, roll them around in your mouth and see what they taste like – the bitter pill of truth or a sweet revelation? If you need a little more inspiration, try Maria Shriver’s latest book, Just Who Will You Be?, to kick-start you into your authentic self-exploration.

For the Coach Fabulous archives, go to www.coachfabulous.blogspot.com and for the I Am Fabulous archives, go to www.fabcentral.blogspot.com. You can email me at coachfabulous@iamfabulous.co.uk. All material ©2008 Alison Porter. No article may be reproduced in full or in part without the express permission of the author. (Originally posted 2 Jun 08)
Faux Zen


For a change, let’s start with a bit of Rumi to get you in the mood. This one’s called The Guest House …

This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still treat each guest honourably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.


In essence, Rumi reminds us that if we really want to live an authentic life, we have to learn to embrace all the diverse parts of ourselves, no matter how unattractive they may seem. Real danger lies in the decision to repress the parts we don’t like – or that are not appreciated by others – and only embrace those we consider worthy. When we do this, we split away from our true self and create a persona of acceptable characteristics that is ultimately unsustainable. It takes an awful lot of energy to maintain that charade. Inevitably, at some point we will end up self-sabotaging, as those suppressed qualities rise up to the surface, creating havoc in our perfect world.


Nowhere is this dynamic more rampant than in the spiritual arena. It’s the home-from-home for people who want to latch on to the light and pretend the dark doesn’t exist. It’s a lot easier to delude yourself that you have no shadow when you’re focused on the light. Yet, the truth will out, and we have seen countless examples of spiritual leaders with feet of clay in recent years. But this isn’t just an issue for those in authority, it’s one for all of us as individuals.
Just recently I’ve seen this tendency in living colour again, watching someone with soi-disant spiritual leanings behaving in a manner that was anything but. It’s what I call faux zen – professing to be spiritual, giving lip-service to having an enlightened awareness, but acting in ways completely out of integrity with those beliefs. It’s so easy to talk the game of higher awareness these days, but so much more difficult to actually live it.


Being able to quote a few new age platitudes is not a sign of depth. Real spirituality shows itself in the way you treat yourself and others. It’s about kindness, integrity and a deep connection to life. Some people find it through organised religion and others carve out their own paths. A genuine sense of the spiritual is humble and all-embracing, allowing others the freedom to find their own way and honouring their choices with a profound respect. You know it when you see it because there’s a humility and vulnerability about people who have that connection – they’re secure in what they believe and above all they’re not trying to play God.


Life is so complex these days, it can come as a relief when we think we’ve found someone with all the answers. Yet unless what we’re seeing is someone who embodies humility, chances are we’ve just met another Wizard of Oz. A grounded person will encourage you to honour your own wisdom, not pull the superiority trick. It’s too easy to give our power away to those who we think have more knowledge or wisdom than we do, but that’s just another pothole on the path. Ultimately, it’s about gaining your own awareness, not parroting received wisdom from someone else.


This week, help yourself along the path to authenticity by embracing whatever comes up for you, however lousy that may feel. If you notice some sadness or a feeling you’d rather avoid, let it be OK. Don’t push it away. Just notice it, feel it and let it pass. Don’t hide from the characteristics in yourself that you find unattractive – if you do, you’ll only project them. Accept that there are times you behave in a less than perfect way. Look for signs of faux zen – where in your life are you pretending to be something you’re not? Do you have people in your life who act like authorities, but who don’t walk their talk in an authentic way? Where might you need to knock someone off their pedestal and take back your power?


Seek the real treasure that the darkness hides, as Debbie Ford addresses in her new book Why Good People Do Bad Things. She recounts “It was my own journey through darkness that helped me build an intimate relationship with my authentic nature. It was not my good self but my evil twin that lead me to heal my emotional wounds and ultimately launched my career … In fact, it was my inability to function well in the world that forced me to strengthen my spiritual connection and learn how to thrive, even after devastation. It is the very darkness that I didn’t want to be or experience that has driven me to become the woman I always longed to be.”


Viva vulnerability!


For the Coach Fabulous archives, go to www.coachfabulous.blogspot.com and for the I Am Fabulous archives, go to www.fabcentral.blogspot.com. You can email me at coachfabulous@iamfabulous.co.uk. All material ©2008 Alison Porter. No article may be reproduced in full or in part without the express permission of the author. (Originally posted 17 Mar 08)
Life's Too F***ing Short


You’ve got to admire someone who manages to find a title for their book by recycling a cliché with added profanity – it’s the ultimate in literary laziness. Quite frankly, life probably is too short to find a smartass title for your book, so well done Janet Street-Porter for the marvellously unimpressive title of her latest tome! Dull by name, though, is not necessarily dull by nature. Ms Street-Porter is famously direct of speech and doesn’t stint on her opinions in print either.

Talking about celebs who obsess about their looks and who look “profoundly miserable”, she recounts “I’ve met Madonna a few times and she’s highly intelligent, driven and lacking in humour. They don’t have Christmas at her house, they don’t have presents and she’s banned the children from watching television. Now I think that sounds pretty f***ing cheerless. Every woman in the country, bar Madonna, must sit around at some point in their tracksuit bottoms and a pair of slippers – but she doesn’t look as though she does, does she?”.

Indeed. Not much point in being a global superstar and living miserably, is there? Of course, Janet’s view is only that of an outsider and perhaps Madonna does find great joy in life, but my money’s on Janet. Who wants a rigid, cheerless existence?

She adds “Victoria Beckham, whom I’ve met a few times, is similar – they’ve achieved, want to achieve more and have never achieved enough. Victoria’s obviously decided to exercise and not to eat and the result is that her clothes wear here rather than the other way around. They both need to lighten up a bit – but I do wonder what would make them happy.”

Good old Janet’s making a lot of sense – in her usual forthright manner. It’s the rigidity that’s the problem. To be happy is to be relaxed with yourself, your life and with other people. It’s the opposite of control and rigidity. When you’re happy you can let go of how things ‘should’ be and get comfortable with how things are. That doesn’t mean you don’t have goals or ambitions, but that you learn to go with the flow and take life more easily and less seriously. Some of the best things in life can arise spontaneously, if you make space for them.

For a more laid-back sense of living, letting go of long-held ‘rules’ is the number one priority. These are the ‘life’s too short’ kinds of behaviours that we really need to set aside if we want to create an authentic life. Often these are habits or standards that we’ve assumed from others without ever really considering how important they are to us. The biggest clue that they’re ‘shoulds’ is that they tend to be things we struggle with, that feel like an effort or are standards we think we should live up to.

Socrates said that “an unexamined life is not worth living” – what he didn’t say was how painful it could be to continue to live a life where you don’t examine the values that are driving you. It’s impossible to be happy when you’re living a life that’s driven by other people’s ideas of success or decorum, that’s out of integrity with your own values. Only when you’re living by your own lights can you truly be happy – and that means letting go of all those beliefs and habits that life is really too short to pursue.

In Janet’s world, life is too short to …

Try to be a size zero
Talk to people who are boring
Spend it in the same dreary job
Be a slave to fashion
Have a set of rules you can’t live up to
Spend a fortune on face cream
Be on a permanent diet
Worry whether you’re clutching the latest bag

What would be on your ‘life’s too short’ list? Start with the mundane stuff – it’s liberating to get rid of the day-to-day dross first and then work up to the big stuff like your entire personal value system. Personally, ironing is at the top of my day-to-day ‘life’s too short’ list. I haven’t touched an iron since the early 80s, after a particularly sweaty episode when I was steam-ironing New Romantic frilly shirts in 40 degrees of heat. If it needs ironing, it goes to the dry cleaners. Period. I will never spend a single moment of my life sweating over a shirt again – and that feels good!

Then pay attention to the rules you set for yourself. Do you make commitments you don’t enjoy? Do you sacrifice yourself for others? Do you know when to draw the line at work? Is your schedule more driven by the demands of others than by what you’d prefer to do?

Finally, take a look at what’s really important to you. What are the major beliefs that run your life and are they genuinely of value to you or ideas you’ve taken on from others? What’s your personal definition of success? Are you pursuing a career or a promotion that isn’t actually what you want?

This week, your mantra should be ‘life’s too short to…’ and then just fill in the blanks. Say it when you’re brushing your teeth, when you’re having a coffee or when you’re watching TV. Use every opportunity to examine what you can let go of to create a fabulous, authentic life for yourself.

Click through to the Coach Fabulous advice column by using the link inthe Favourite Sites section on the right or by going to http://coachfabulous.blogspot.com. For alert emails on new postings, email subscribe@iamfabulous.co.uk. To contact me, email coachfabulous@iamfabulous.co.uk. All material © 2008 Alison Porter. No article may be reproduced in full or in part without the express permission of the author. (Originally posted 14 Jan 08)

Monday, October 20, 2008

Ibizarre


Having just made my now regular pilgrimage to Ibiza, I’m so laid-back I’m almost horizontal. I’ve even managed to hang on to the chill through what would normally be a hellish workday and may even surprise myself and float through tomorrow on a little cloud of Balearic bliss as well. I think the outfit helps. Clothes maketh the woman, so I’m still in full rich hippie sartorial flow. As a colleague noted with a faint air of bemusement today, “you look like you’re dressed for the beach”. It probably wasn’t a compliment, but it’s not exactly like I care …

There’s something about the island that almost instantaneously restores you, however stressed you might be. The flights were hellish – the soi-disant ‘world’s favourite airline’ should rename themselves Chav Air if there’s any truth in advertising. It’s no fun being stuck up in the sky with a job lot of boozed-up Burberry knock-offs on a stag party at the best of times, but when the air hostesses are ducking for cover and praying for flak jackets, you really know you’re in for a dodgy flight.

Ah, but then when you land they go off to their ghastly San An holiday resorts, where they’ll be confined for the rest of their visit - when conscious - and you get the rest of that fabulous island. It’s worth a little temporary airborne pain for some laid-back luxury on land. My first stop is always the Atzaro spa, www.atzaro.com, which is guaranteed to shift your mood the second you walk in the door. Peacefulness reigns supreme there, so mundane concerns just fall away.
After the detox, the retox is so much more delightful at Km5, www.km5-lounge.com or the gloriously decadent Bambuddah Grove, www.bambuddah.com, with its Moonlight Bedroom Lounge. That’s a languidly-decorated open-air secret haven of Balinese day-beds swathed with silk curtains, mixed with curiously formal French furniture – all hidden behind a curtain of bamboo plants, candle-lit and reeking of glamour.

By now, I imagine that you’re getting the picture that I love the place. Is it that obvious? Well, it’s one of the few places on earth that I feel absolutely, totally at home. There’s something quirky about Ibiza that draws unusual, interesting people and you always make connections there that are fun and meaningful. Not to mention reconnecting with yourself, remembering what’s important and perhaps even more valuable - what’s not.

This week, take yourself somewhere where you feel really at home, where you can get some time out to remember what’s important to you and forget the rest. If you can’t get away right now, do something simple that reminds you of your favourite place to be. Dress like you’re going to the beach. Pretend you’re going to a meeting and sneak off for a massage. Buy some chillout music, turn off the phone, light some candles and have a good, long uber-bubbly soak. Take your time - don’t rush. Let the world come to you. Stillness is a very attractive quality.
Click through to the Coach Fabulous advice column by using the link in the Favourite Sites section on the right or by going to http://coachfabulous.blogspot.com. For alert emails on new postings, email subscribe@iamfabulous.co.uk. To contact me, email coachfabulous@iamfabulous.co.uk. All material © 2007 Alison Porter. No article may be reproduced in full or in part without the express permission of the author. (Originally posted 26 Jun 07)
Too Blessed To Be Stressed


It's been one hell of a week, but every now and then something just says it all far better than you ever could. Enjoy this video clip from the upcoming movie Georgia Rule ...

Take a week off from pretending things are anything other than the way they are. Get real, feel your feelings and do the inner peace stuff when you've had a chance to express yourself.
If you're determined to forge ahead on the confidence front, you can click the link below for a new Coach Fab update or check out my piece on body confidence at:
Have a fabulous week, however you spend it!
Click through to the Coach Fabulous advice column by using the link in the Favourite Sites section on the right or by going to http://coachfabulous.blogspot.com. For alert emails on new postings, email subscribe@iamfabulous.co.uk. To contact me, email coachfabulous@iamfabulous.co.uk. All material © 2007 Alison Porter. No article may be reproduced in full or in part without the express permission of the author. (Originally posted 7 May 07)
Feet Of Clay


I’m not entirely sure what set me off on this train of thought, but I’m noticing a lot about hero worship cropping up in various ways. It probably started a couple of weeks ago when I was mucking about with a MySpace page because a friend had sent me a link to his new blog at www.myspace.com/chriscrudelli – well worth a read if you want the lowdown from a true martial artist – and one of the required formats on the page was to list your heroes. That got me thinking that I don’t actually have any. I have inspirations, for sure – people whose work, spirituality or integrity is something I value and admire, but I just don’t go in for the whole hero worship thing.

Having met many of the major figures in the self-help and spiritual arena over the years, I can tell you without a shadow of a doubt that there’s no-one who’s got it totally together, whose life works seamlessly and who behaves impeccably every single day. That’s an illusion – and a very real danger spot for those who begin to believe their own publicity – as well as being pretty much a human impossibility. We all have our vulnerabilities, our blind spots and our bad hair days and it’s a cruel joke we play on ourselves when we think everyone else has got it together but us. If you’re alive, you’ll have issues. That’s just the way the story goes. Life is about letting go of the stuff that gets in the way of knowing that there’s a divine perfection within you. In that process you’ll need to have compassion for yourself as you work through your human frailties – it’s about aligning yourself with an inner truth, rather than trying to create an outer facade through rigid control and perfection obsession.

The Brand Beckham phenomenon is a perfect case in point. They are both subject to an almost unimaginable amount of hero worship, not only for their careers, but also for being an allegedly perfect couple (until the wheels fell off in the shape of Rebecca Loos et al). Yet whenever I see them appear in the media I just feel exhausted. Victoria Beckham is the epitome of someone who is dedicated to the ‘trying too hard’ school of style and she never, ever looks happy. Control and rigidity are written all over her face and the staged ‘togetherness’ pics – particularly when their marriage crisis was in full swing – simply smack of desperation to uphold an image rather than a genuine attempt at togetherness. We seem to have reached a societal nadir where we value image above all else. We hero-worship people who are little more than just famous for being famous and a whole generation of children is growing up with the idea that fame is a goal in itself, rather than a by-product of success in your chosen field.

Couple this with the explosion of glossy magazines showing airbrushed celebs with cosmetic enhancements creating a kind of dubious beauty that doesn’t exist in nature, and we’ve created a seriously poor breeding ground for self-esteem, not only for ourselves, but for children who are too young to know any better. At least we’ve accumulated a little life wisdom that allows us the perspective to realise that no-one’s perfect, but what chance do they have when calculated imagery is all they see? Stars have always existed, but they were escapist figures, remote from daily life, and there wasn’t the modern pressure to meet those impossible standards in real life.
I wonder if we’re all yearning for a time when perfection wasn’t the byword and people were more raw, honest and interesting. The huge popularity of the BBC TV show Life On Mars with its unrestrained, testosterone-fuelled 70s detective Gene Hunt, played with gloriously unashamed machismo by Philip Glenister, makes me think so. Of course Gene Hunt’s a complete git and every feminist’s nightmare, but it’s wonderful to see a real character come to life, full of flaws and utterly beguiling in his humanness.

The 70s were fertile ground for recognising that heroes had feet of clay, with the most infamous tale coming from John Lennon’s lengthy sabbatical from his marriage to Yoko Ono, the ‘lost weekend’ period with girlfriend May Pang. One night, drunk on Brandy Alexanders, Lennon was at a gig at the Troubador in LA when – with the kind of twisted genius that alcohol is known for – he came across a clean sanitary towel on the floor, which he decided to wear as a headband. When the waitress refused to serve him, he pulled the “Don’t you know who I am?” card, to which the waitress rather dryly replied, “Yeah, you’re some asshole with a Kotex on his head”. She later went on to muse about what a bummer it is to find out that your hero is an asshole. That’s the downside of hero worship – it’s ultimately going to come a cropper because sooner or later we all do something stupid, no matter how famous we become.

One of my favourite inspirational authors has pushed the boundaries of acceptable behaviour recently. I’ve followed the work of Caroline Myss from the early days before Anatomy OfThe Spirit became a runaway success and was particularly looking forward to her latest work, Entering The Castle, based on the writings of St Teresa of Avila’s extraordinary treatise on the soul, El Castillo Interior. I’m still working my way through the book, but I found her meditation CDs based on that work almost impossible to endure, due to the berating, judgmental and condescending rants that accompany them. Sadly, for me it’s kind of up there with the John Lennon incident – there’s a point at which it might be prudent to realise that perhaps you’re taking yourself a little too seriously and that being contemptuous of your core audience could turn out to be a risky strategy.

This week, take a look at those you might be hero-worshipping, even on the mildest of scales. If you’re comparing yourself to them, by assuming they’ve got it all together and you haven’t, take a closer look. Things are not always as they seem and none of us is perfect in every way. That doesn’t mean you need to look at them negatively or judge them, but that you can see that they have their own struggles and you can love them for that as much as their achievements. A lot of greatness comes from people who are driven to achieve extraordinary things because they’ve had to overcome real difficulties. Know that having compassion for others helps you to have compassion for yourself. Having a blind spot isn’t the problem – not being willing to face it and do something about it is. We may not always get things right and we should just get comfortable with the idea that we’re not meant to be perfect all the time, but it’s the willingness to move forward that really counts. Be kind to yourself this week, learn to love your own frailties and have compassion for those who can’t relax long enough to let themselves just enjoy their own lives, however imperfect they may be.

Click through to the Coach Fabulous advice column by using the link in the Favourite Sites section on the right or by going to http://coachfabulous.blogspot.com. For alert emails on new postings, email subscribe@iamfabulous.co.uk. To contact me, email coachfabulous@iamfabulous.co.uk. All material © 2007 Alison Porter. No article may be reproduced in full or in part without the express permission of the author. (Originally posted 16 Apr 07)