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Saturday
Jul112009

How do you put meaning into life?

Human beings give themselves reason for every thought, feeling and action.  In the same moment, the heart knows existence is already whole.  That is, being requires no justification and true purpose does not require words.  Which thoughts are capturing your attention now?

From the view of the mind, meaning is found and even given to individual experiences.  The mind thinks about things and often misses the 'the big picture.' Watch what happens as you connect experience with knowledge and beliefs.  Physical existence takes shape through direct experience and awareness. Which feelings enrich your life at this moment?

Notice how the mind instills meaning into life. How do you actually put meaning into life? Ponder what makes you think meaning is important.  Reflect on these points for fun;

1) Be aware people claim to find their own answers about the meaning of life or sense failure.

2) Recognize the ego mind limits your point of view 

3) Explore the scientific perspectives that appear to influence your valuing process.  

4) Know that inner knowing is anchored in something beyond verifiable, human terms.

5) Sense purpose is forever expanding based on loving and expressing compassion.

6) Realize attitude is malleable and a stepping stone to being receptive to inner power. 

7) Image how life unfolds as you accept intrinsic value exists in all conditions.

8) Know awareness is not created.  It simply is.

Friday
Jul102009

7 Steps to guide you to truth

During your quest for fulfillment, you are invited to see what is right in front of you.  Open to new levels of awareness.  If nothing you see calls itself anything, what is discerned? Which revelations are triggered?  As you explore diverse experiences,  ponder 7 steps to lead you back to truth;   

1) Consider the basis of your expectations

2) Feel the deeper truth beyond conversation

3) Reflect into a world of inner value

4) Recognize everything reflects back your clarity or confusion

5) Sense what remains as the body, thoughts and words fade

6) Understand love is unlimited and forever expanding

7) Worlds appear to confirm beliefs until beliefs are outgrown

Why assume anything is ever lost? Discover what is embodied in the teacher who holds your temporary attention.  Follow your own intuitive guidance.  Be the I AM presence.

Thursday
Jul092009

Jaikaur Leblanc & Interview on authentic living

I had the pleasure of connecting with Jaikaur through a series of synchronicities. She is a healer and spiritual teacher. Her insights stem from views on physical and non-physical existence. I found her blog, discovered her radio show, and resonated with a kindred spirit in a way that defies logical explanation. It is a heart-warming experience to share dialogue with her. She has generously opened herself up here;

Who are you at this moment?

An experience and expression of energy moving through time and space, intimately engaged with matter. As such, I enjoy the pleasures of my physical senses and engage in the dance between the body and spirit, the infinite and finite, the known and unknown. It is an experience of mystery and mastery, with joy and growth as both carrot and the stick!

And, I am a woman, an incarnation whose roles of daughter, mother, sister, friend, and partner are wonderful workshops in which to play with and give expression to my paradoxical nature. I learn and share with others in their paradoxical, infinity-contained within matter- journey of a human being. As a woman-a leader, healer, teacher-my infinite creativity is asking of me what is it I want to create with my being.

When have you known spiritual crisis?

Spiritual crisis has often been a part of my life, simply I did not apply this label to these experiences. I have almost died three times-the last time I had no pulse for over a minute-and yet at the time, understood that I was simply being asked to live more fully vs simply going through the motions. There was no discrepancy between my expectations, knowing, and experience and so I did not label these times of NDE or crisis.

What I did experience as spiritual crisis was when the spiritual community I had lived in for decades, raised children with, and helped grow, did not stand up in truth and integrity for our stated values as a community. Instead, they chose to accept the offer of financial reward for their silence and their averting of their eyes from wrong being done by one of our ministers.

My mind struggled to understand how people whose identity was to stand for the truth could instead be consciously choosing to not do so, and for money no less! Through my meditations, I came to the understand that this crisis was serving to upgrade my understanding of the Divine as well as my own divine strength and understanding. The crisis served as an effective way to get my full attention, and in the end, has served me enormous gifts.

Describe an experience that touched your heart deeper than you thought you could reach.

The experience of bringing children into this world and raising them has touched me very deeply. Through our love for each other, I have experienced the healing benefits of unconditional love that wise ones teach, laying down my mind’s judgment, making room for compassion, grace, and joy.

My children’s gift of unconditional love has made it possible to enjoy realms of understanding not otherwise available to me, certainly not through my mind or five senses alone. I have now the understanding that the sacrifice a person may make for another is a very pure expression of love. In parenting, the day to day sacrifice of one’s own desires to care for and serve another being is divinity in action.

How do you understand the concept of a miracle?

A miracle is simply allowing that which already exists in the realm of infinite possibilites to manifest into our five senses realm. What makes a miracle possible for us to experience in our 5 senses world is our conscious choice, our conscous updating of our beliefs, our faith and trust in our infinite being, and ability to intentionally manifest through our imagination into our physical world. As I like to say, the physical manifestation is simply the period at the end of the manifestion sentence!

What advice would you offer people who resist change or letting go?

Change simply is...without our body’s letting go of the air within our lungs and to make room for new air, we would die within minutes. We have been taught to fear change and to equate change with scary and bad. Many definitions we were raised by are definitions. It is our responsibility as an adult to update, much as we have updated the size of our clothes from what we wore as a 10 year old!

An exercise I share with students is to ask them if they are happy with all the aspects of their life. If not, would they not seek to change them vs babysit their unhappiness? Not letting go is a choice, and choice is our gift to exercise. Our bodies are often better teachers, more wise about living than our minds are, for our bodies are living in the now and our minds are often in either the past or the “what-if”of the future. Our bodies do not lie, whereas our minds can be as prostitutes in their need to maintain control.

Which instance(s) in your life remind you blessings are unexpected?

I was the oldest of 7 children and by the time I was out on my own, I did not feel the need to mother any others. And, it seemed as though that was to be, with previously undiagnosed infections creating various challenges to becoming pregnant. I let go of needing to have children and promptly got pregnant, had a healthy baby, and through parenting, have embodied more wisdom and knowing than through my intentional studies with masters. Who knew of the wealth and blessings that becoming a parent would gift me with-certainly not me and my lack of need to have children!

Why do you encourage others to quiet the mind?

As the sound of our soul is most often a quieter voice than our mind’s noisy voice, it behooves a person to learn how to hear the quieter voice within. Our conscious choice is required to hear the quieter voices of our soul and heart amidst the Greek chorus of all the voices within us.

What is a Greek chorus? It is the many voices within us that clamour for our attention and want to direct us.... the voices of our parents, teachers, media, ancestors, friends, doubt, despair, love, awe, joy. As conscious adults, we are required to assert the stewardship of our life’s journey, using the North Star of our heart and soul. Daily meditation of some sort is an essential component of being able to hear the difference in the voices within us.

As Buddha reached enlightenment, he briefly sensed this could not be taught. What is your view?

Teaching is a sharing of what has been experienced-whether with one or millions-that may or may not be relevant to another’s sovereignty, growth, or journey as an infinite soul and spirit. My wisdom is simply another ingredient-along with their own ingredients/wisdom-in the life soup of experiences. The universe is constantly evolving, in motion, nothing ever truly the same from moment to moment. This is the amazingness of being an aspect of infinity, we truly are infinite, and as such, our self is without peer, precedence or other.

And so, at the most level of truth, the journey-be it a day trip or enlightment-is personal, is one's own. There are many very good road maps for wisdom and living offered by those who have travelled their life journeys before us. And their map is simply that...a map, not the experiences, learning, and wisdom unique to ourselves and the vastness of our soul’s uniques evolution.

What do you say to the idea every person is his own guru?

Yes, we are our own guru-that which takes us from dark/unconscious/non-truth to light/conscious/truth-and, we need each as gurus as well. As human beings, while we are sovereign in soul and destiny, our means to do so are through our community of experiences with each other. Another paradox, another both-and....the hallmark of the Divine!

How would you describe your legacy?

As a woman who loved her gift of life, who served those who shared her life, and who gave wisdom, love, and joy freely.

Who inspires you?

People who engage with their soul’s depth, dimension, and expression in their daily living. People whose roles in life are simply vehicles of expression for their heart, soul, and spirit.

If you took on a form other than what you presume to be, what would that be and why?

I feel joy and wonder at Bird’s ability to dance with the unseen air and winds between the earth and heavens. In many traditions, Bird is considered the animal which travels between the physical and the spiritual worlds. I would like that life as a bird which seems happy and in ease with dancing in-between worlds,and it’s dance with the unseen.

Anything else you would like to add that makes your life authentic and truly meaningful?

Magic abounds on this planet we call Earth and the choice to consciously engage in joy, love, and beauty is one that results in receiving the awe, wonder, and bliss of living our divinity through our humanity.

I really appreciate all your candid reflections.  Connecting to soul means being present and raising awarness on different levels. As you imply, every step of everyone's journey is useful experience. 

If you would like to learn more about Jaikaur, find out about her workshops and other endeavours,consult her Women's Grace, Grit, and Gratitude" website http://www.jaikaur.com and her Blog Talk Radio show http://www.blogtalkradio.com/JaiKaur

Wednesday
Jul082009

Relate to the kind woodcutter? 

As I am in Estonia at the tail end of a family reunion and reconnecting with heritage and history, I share a glimpse of local folklore:

Once in times long past a woodcutter went to the forest to chop some wood. He came up to a birch-tree and waved his axe and the bircn-tree spoke up in a human voice and said:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! I am young and have many children. What will they do without me? "

The woodcutter took pity on the birch-tree. He came up to an oak-tree and was about to chop it down the oak-tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! I'm not yet fully wn and my acorns aren't yet ripe. If they are •froyed now no grove will ever spring up around me".

The woodcutter took pity on the oak-tree. He came 1up to an ash-tree and wanted to chop it down but the ash-tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! Only yesterday did my bride and I plight our troth. What will become of her If I am chopped down? "

The woodcutter took pity on the ash-tree. He came Up to a maple-tree and was about to chop it down, but the maple-tree spoke up in pleading tones and said:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! For my children are •mull and have been taught no trade. They will perish without me."

The woodcutter took pity on the maple-tree. He came up to an alder-tree and wanted to cut it down, but the alder-tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! This is just the time when I feed the tiny wood bugs with my milk. What will become of them if I am chopped down? "

The woodcutter took pity on the alder-tree. He came up to an aspen-tree and wanted to chop it down, but the aspen-tree spoke up-tearfully and said:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! What was life given mo for but for me to rustle my leaves in the wind and friyhten the highwaymen at night! What is to become of good and honest folk if I am chopped down? "

The woodcutter took pity on the aspen-tree. He came up to a bird-cherry tree and wanted to chop it down, but the bird-cherry tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! I am in full bloom now and the nightingales like to perch on my branches and sing their songs. If I am chopped down they will fly away and their songs will be heard no more."

The woodcutter took pity on the bird-cherry tree.

He came up to a rowan-tree and wanted to chop it down, but the rowan-tree spoke up in pleading tones and said:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! I have only just flowered out. Clusters of berries will soon grow up on me and the birds will feed on them in autumn and winter.

What will become of them if I am chopped down?"

The woodcutter took pity on the rowan-tree.

"It's no use, I'll never be able to bring myself to cut down any of the leaf-bearing trees! " said he to himself. "I'd better try my luck with the conifers."

He came up to a spruce-tree and wanted to cut it down, but the spruce-tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! Wait till I grow to my full height, for then you will be able to make floor boards of me. Now, while I'm still growing, people can take joy the year round in the sight of my green branches."

The woodcutter took pity on the spruce-tree. He came up to a pine-tree and was about to chop it down, but the pine-tree saw the axe in his hands and burst into tears.

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! Wait till I grow to my full height, for then you will be able to make floor boards of me. Now, while I'm still growing, people can take joy the year round in the sight of my green branches."

The woodcutter took pity on the spruce-tree. He came up to a pine-tree and was about to chop it down, but the pine-tree saw the axe in his hands and burst into tears.

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! " it begged. "I am still strong and my green branches, like those ^ruce-tree, are a lovely sight, summer and winter. It will sadden people if I am chopped down."

The woodcutter took pity on the pine-tree. He came up to a juniper-tree and was about to cut it down, but the juniper-tree, too, spoke up in piteous tones and said:

"Do not kill me, woodcutter! Of all the trees in the forest I am the one to do the greatest good. I bring Hood fortune to all and relief to sufferers from a hundred ailments. What will become of the men and flnimals who come to me for help if I am chopped down? "

The woodcutter sat down on a hummock and began to think.

"It's really quite a marvel! " said he to himself. "I never suspected that trees could talk. Now I know thut they can, for they have all begged me not to chop them down. What am I to do? My heart is not made of stone that I can withstand their pleas. I would ylndly leave the forest empty-handed, but what will my wife say when I get home? "

The woodcutter lifted his head and whom should he •ee coming out of a thicket but a little old man with a long grey beard. He had on a shirt of birch bark and a coat of spruce bark and he came up to the woodcutter nnd asked:

"Why do you sit there looking so sad? Is it that you've met with some misfortune? "

"There's no reason for me to be gay," the woodcutter replied. "I came to the forest to chop some wood to bring home. But now I cannot do it, such are the marvels I have seen here. The forest is alive and every tree thinks and feels and can speak in a human voice. It breaks my heart when they plead with me. I don't care what happens, I cannot bring myself to chop them down."

The little old man looked at the woodcutter warmly and said:

"Thank you for not having closed your ears to my children's pleas and shed their blood. I am indeed grateful and will repay you for your kindness. From now on you will know great good fortune and never want for firewood or timber or anything else. And that goes for your family, too. Only you must none of you be overgreedy if you don't want evil to come of good. Take this rod of gold and treasure it as you do the apple of your own eye! "

And the little old man gave the woodcutter a golden rod several inches long and no thicker than a knitting needle.

"If you want to build a house or put up a barn or a cow-house," said he, "just come up to an ant-hill and wave the rod over it three times. Be careful not to touch the ant-hill or damage it but tell the ants to build whatever it is you want and it will be ready by morning. And if you are hungry, tell your cooking pot to cook you whatever it is you fancy and it will do it. If it's honey you want, wave the golden rod over a bee-hive, and honey-combs full of fragrant honey will appear on your table. If it is birch or maple syrup you v long for, wave the rod over a birch or a maple, and you will have all you want of it. The alder will give you its milk and the juniper will make you strong and healthy. And you won't have to hunt or fish either, for your cooking you as much meat and fish.you ask for. You have only to tell them, and ricrs will spin you a length of silk or weave you fill of cloth. All this and more will you have in return for having spared my children. I am the father i (lie forest and I rule over all the trees and wild ln-.isl.s in it."

And bidding the woodcutter goodbye, the little old in.in vanished.

Now, the woodcutter's wife was as ill-tempered and Mpileful a woman as can be. Seeing her husband coming toward her empty-handed, she rushed out into the yard in a rage.

"Where is the firewood I sent you for? " cried she.

"In the forest where I left it to grow," the woodcut-tor replied, not raising his voice.

This only made the wife angrier still.

"I've a good mind to take a bunch of birch twigs and give you a hiding with them, you loafer! " cried •hu.

But the woodcutter waved his rod without her seeing it and said under his breath:

"Let it be my wife and not me that gets the hiding! "

And no sooner were the words out of his mouth than his wife started running up and down the yard, KHsping and crying:

"Oh! Oh! It hurts! Don't! Please don't! "

And she would cover now one, now another part of hor body with her hands to shield herself from the dancing, stinging twigs.

At last, seeing that she had had enough, the woodcutter ordered the rod to stop. He now knew how much he had the forest father to thank for and was very pleased that he could bring his shrew of a wife to reason any time he wanted to.

That same day the woodcutter decided to try out his golden rod on some ants. He had only one ramshackle old barn to his name and needed a new one badly.

He went to the forest, and, finding an ant-hill, waved the rod three times over it and said:

"Build me a new barn, ants, to replace the old one! "

And in the morning he came out of his house, and lo! —there in the yard stood a brand-new barn.

From that day there was not a happier man than our woodcutter in the whole of the countryside. He did not have to worry about food, for whatever he fancied the cooking-pot cooked for him and served, too, and all that his wife and he had to do was eat it. Between them, they had not a care in the world: the spiders spun their cloth for them, the moles ploughed their fields, and the ants sowed the grain and reaped it when the time came. And when the wife had one of her fits of anger, the golden rod brought her to her senses, so that she was the one to suffer most from her own bad temper. Many a husband in our own day, I shouldn't wonder, who hears this tale will sigh and say: "Ah, if only I had a rod like that! "

The woodcutter lived to a ripe old age and never knew a day's unhappiness, for he never asked of the rod what it was unable to do. Before he died he left the rod to his children, telling them what the father of the forest had told him and cautioning them not to wish for the impossible. The children, who did as he had told them to, lived out their lives as happily as he.

In later years, the golden rod passed into the hands of a  man who was heedless and unreasonable, and  he annoyed the rod with demands. However, as long as what he did not go beyond the bounds of ordinary common sense, nothing very bad happened.

But one day, this foolish man demanded that the sun come down to him and warm his back. The golden rod did all it could, but the sun, instead of coming down itself, which was impossible in any case, sent fierce rays down that the man and his house were burnt to a cinder and not a trace was left of them. The golden rod, too, melted in the flames or no it was thought, for who was there to say that it didn't! Only the trees had been there to see, but the sun's scorching rays had so terrified them that they quite lost the use of their tongues and have remained speechless to this day.

Tuesday
Jul072009

How to break the vicious cycle

Your current relationships may not be the dream you have in mind. Part of you may not be aware that you have the power to break the vicious cycle of situations.  They exist to awaken you to new ways of thinking, feeling and understanding self. As you ready to make positive changes, consider these tips;

1) Realize you are in the midst of a vicious cycle.  When relationships evoke discomfort, the common thread is you.

2) Cease blaming others for your negative emotions. Learn to grasp root causes and heal triggers of these signals. 

3) Take responsibility.  If dialogue, commitment, or compromise do not come easily, what does it tell you about hidden fear? How can you reframe everything for the better?

4) Use patterns as a guide for self-acceptance.  If you focus on appearances, this suggests low esteem, inadequacy and ego-based misperceptions that do not serve you.

5) The answer is always love.  Only by loving and accepting all of you as you are now do you invite soul love.