Be. Do. Have.

BE, DO, HAVE. This is a concept Landmark Education introduced me to more than 10 years ago. It changed the course of my life.

Mostly, humans do this backwards: we believe that once we have what we need, we can do what we want to do, and only then can we (finally) be who we want to be.

However, living life that way often leaves us waiting for a future that is somewhat out of our control and might never arrive.

The first time I experimented with being, doing, and having, I declared myself an artist. At that point, I had officially painted maybe 10 small paintings on 5×7 cards, and I had never had the idea that I could sell them. I didn’t have any training as an artist, and I had no idea what I was doing. I simply painted on a whim and found it somewhat interesting.

Several months after that, I found myself at a cross-roads. I had taken the Landmark Forum, quit my job in telecom, and taken a two-month road trip. I was back home and needed a new career. My dad said to me, “why don’t you be an artist?”

We both dove in head first. At the time, I was starting a year-long intensive leadership course with tons of people I didn’t know. I told them all that I was a professional artist. I wasn’t, of course, but I took on the being of artist. I dressed artistically, spoke as I imagined artists spoke, and took on the character of Annie Rose as an artist. I even stopped going by Annie and started going by Annie Rose because my full name felt more artistic to me.

Once I started being artist, I started doing things that artists do. I bought art supplies. I experimented with colors and mediums. I contacted galleries. I stayed up until 3 in the morning and slept until noon. I looked at the world in terms of colors and forms. And I taught myself how to paint (mostly through trial and error). I took every action imaginable that seemed consistent with my already-established being of artist.

Very soon after (literally weeks after), I started to have the life and results of an artist. I was accepted into several art shows at galleries. I was commissioned to create custom pieces. I donated pieces to charities. And pretty much everyone I knew related to me as an artist.

If I had gone another route—the route of have, do, be—I’m not sure I ever would have embraced the being of artist. I would have had to have so much—money for classes, classes so that I could know what I was doing, money for supplies, an art studio, lots of contacts, a portfolio, and so much more. I never would have made it.

Because I took the route of be, do, have, I became an artist instantaneously. In fact, I didn’t even have a portfolio to prove my body of work or that I was truly an artist when I was first accepted into shows. Gallery owners simply believed that I was an artist based on my way of being. And, I didn’t have to have the money, skills, or history of an artist before I could embrace a way of being that felt (and still feels) so authentic to me.

We can all embrace be, do, have, and I believe it’s important that we do so.

We can be wealthy before we have wealth, for example. If we be wealthy, we will take actions consistent with that of a wealthy person, and we will eventually have wealth. But we won’t have to wait until then to embody it.

We can be peace before peace is actualized in our communities. If we be peaceful, we will take actions consistent with peace, and we will eventually have it. Best of all, we can be peaceful in the process. (And, keep in mind, that being peaceful can look many different ways!)

We can be anything we want to be no matter what we have or don’t have.

Who can you be today that you’ve been waiting to be?

In love and liminality,

Annie Rose

One of the first pieces I sold.

One of the first pieces I sold.

A friend and me at one of my first art shows.

A friend and me at one of my first art shows.

 

Multi-Dimensional Relationship

Two-dimensional relationships are on my mind today.

My friend Jennifer triggered my thoughts when she said something like, “Annie Rose, you want to be seen in all of your dimensions. Right now you’re seen in two dimensions, and you want to be seen in three dimensions.”

I wondered, what does it mean to be two- or three-dimensional? And what does it mean for relationships? I started to think about it.

I have several friends with whom I primarily keep in touch via Whatsapp. We chat almost daily, and I learn a lot about them through flat words on a digital screen.

Sometimes I feel like I’m missing out on something.

Today I sent one of my friends a voice message—the first in a while. He responded back, mentioning that it was good to hear my voice. I realized that I too wanted to hear his voice, and that doing so would actually provide me with something that was missing.

This same friend sometimes sends me pictures throughout the day. I see his home, his kids, his car, his workspace—little square pictures of his daily life. I love those pictures, and I depend on them to get a sense of who he is. His pictures add a dimension to our otherwise flat relationship (which, I must mention, is only flat because we live in different countries and time zones).

Many of us participate in two-dimensional relationships because they’re convenient and our digital age is conducive to them. We chat with people on flat, two-dimensional surfaces, and we get a sense of who people are and what their lives are like through flat media. Sometimes we add pictures, voice messages, and videos, and all of those help breathe additional dimensions into our interactions.

When I engage with a person’s typed words, I gain access to one dimension—his words, or his thoughts essentially. I must imagine his voice, his actions, and his way of being. Even if I have a great sense of who he is, those dimensions of his are flattened.

When I engage with a person’s photographs, often accompanied by words, I gain access to yet another dimension—one that gives me a sense of his perspective and how he relates to the world in front of him. His life ceases to exist in my imagination, and I get a real sense of his broader dimensions.

When I engage with a person’s voice, I gain access to another dimension. I hear his cadence and tone, and many of his words and thoughts come to life.

When I engage with a person’s video, I experience his words, voice, perspective, and way of being. I get to witness his actions. I get to hear and see his emotions and get a sense of his surroundings. He becomes almost three-dimensional.

When I engage with a person in person, I experience everything about him—at least that which he presents to me—and I get a truly three-dimensional experience. I engage all of my senses, and I experience him as who he actually is.

And I noticed, just as I wrote the sentence above, that when we find ourselves face to face with someone who has hidden or flattened some of their dimensions, we truly sense that we are in the presence of two-dimensionality, don’t we? We sense when someone is not interacting through three-dimensionality.

All of that said, I don’t believe that any dimension of interaction is better or worse than the other. They are simply distinct. Sometimes two-dimensional interactions are perfectly satisfying, and other times three-dimensional interactions are a must. We get to say what we need and when.

I’m noticing that I need a balance of the two, and that each can be equally satisfying depending on my needs in the moment.

What about you?

In love and liminality,

Annie Rose

I Apologize for What You’ve Had to Endure

Before I knew the history of plantations in the deep south, I loved them.

I thought that the architecture was beautiful, and I loved the rich foliage and laid-back nature of the southern states.

But the soil of those plantations contains tears I’m not sure can evaporate, and I cannot forget that pain.

And so I want to say, I’m sorry.

I’m inspired to apologize by a man who, on International Women’s Day, posted this to his Facebook page:

For the millennia of subjugation, marginalization, enslavement, rape, violence and inequality that my gender has inflicted on women and girls and for the remnants of those horrors today, I am profoundly sorry and pledge to do my part towards a more equitable future.

His words struck a chord with me, and I told him he was awesome and thanked him for his words. He responded,

Thanks Analise. I’m sorry that we live in a world where apologizing for terrorizing over half the human population is so rare that it is considered “awesome”.

I deeply admire him, and I want to borrow his sentiment here:

For the millennia of subjugation, marginalization, enslavement, rape, torture, violence, and inequality that my race has inflicted on Africans, African Americans, and black people, and for the remnants of those horrors today, I am profoundly sorry and pledge to do my part towards creating a more equitable future.

I am deeply sorry we took you from your homes.

I am deeply sorry we stripped you of your culture.

I am deeply sorry we subjected you to brutal violence.

I am deeply sorry we took away your freedom.

I am deeply sorry we humiliated you.

I am deeply sorry we told you that you were not human.

I am deeply sorry that we forced you to work.

I am deeply sorry that we turned you into a tool.

I am deeply sorry that we used you, abused you, and confused you.

I am deeply sorry that we made it impossible for you to protect your loved ones and children.

I am deeply sorry that we scared you and terrorized you.

I am deeply sorry that we covered you in scars, seen and unseen.

I am deeply sorry for everything, especially all of the injuries I cannot see and will never know.

I am deeply sorry, and I pledge to do my part.

In love and liminality,

Annie Rose

Creating Our Futures

Today I talked to my dear friend Lainie. We have been friends since kindergarten, and she is one of my dearest people.

We were catching up on many areas of life—work, love, business, and personal growth—and she mentioned the power of painting a crystal clear picture of the future so that a new future can actualize.

Her words reminded me of one of the most powerful aspects of the Being a Leader course I did in Kenya: creating a future and standing in that future to inform action and inspire integrity.

Here’s what that means:

We all have a past, yes? We have a collection of experiences that come together to make us who we are today. We take actions consistent with who we think we are, and we often create future goals that are an extension of our past. This is normal for the human brain, and all human beings are prone to do it.

But Landmark says: Hold up. It’s actually not our pasts that make us who we are today. It is our future that makes us who we are. It is our future that gives us being in the present.

Say what?

They give us this example:

You’re at your office. It’s Friday morning. You have TONS of work to do before you leave for the day, but you have a plane ticket to go to Hawaii, and you leave tomorrow morning. How are you? You’re excited, happy, and even relaxed. You’re at work. You have tons to do. But you’re excited, happy, and free. You have Hawaii in your future.

Fast forward 6 days. You’re on the beach in Hawaii. You have one of those little drinks with an umbrella in it. The sun is shining, the scenery is beautiful, and you still have a full afternoon of fun on the island. However, you have a plane ticket that’s taking you back to the fluorescent lights and business of the office, and you leave in the morning. How are you? You’re sad and disappointed. You’re in Hawaii, but you’re totally poo-faced (ok, poo-faced is my term). Your office is your future.

Who you are today, right now, in this moment, Landmark says, has nothing to do with your past, but instead the future you’re living into. The future of your mind’s eye actually contributes to how you feel, what you think, and what actions you take today.

 So why does it look like the past? Landmark asks. It looks like the past because the past is not in the past where it belongs, it’s in the future.

 We project our experiences of the past into our future, and our future becomes mired in and designed by the past. Our lives—the collective of our feelings, thinking, and acting—begin to look eerily like the past, even if they are slightly better versions of them.

And that’s crazy, yo!

There is so much more possible for us as human beings. We can be exactly who we create ourselves to be, and we can align our actions and integrity with our created selves. Lovely, eh?

This weekend, I’ll be creating futures for myself in numerous areas. I’ll share them next week and also give you some tips for creating your own!

Until then!

In love and liminality,

Annie Rose

Happiness Triggers

Depression runs in my family. For years of my life, I’ve struggled at various moments to keep my head above water. One time, I stayed in bed for a good part of 3 months. Another time, I moved through daily life, slowly and sluggishly, in various shades of grey, until colors finally reappeared. Those big depressions lasted for months; others lasted for weeks or just days.

I went on medication once for a short amount of time, but soon decided to heal my depression naturally. (I know that’s not the right step for everyone, and I honor other people’s use of medicine.)

In the course of my journey, I learned a lot about my triggers, and I do a lot to limit them.

Recently, however, I’ve been focusing more on triggering happiness and releasing endorphins and less on avoiding depression. It’s a simple switch in context, really.

Here are some of my favorite happiness and endorphin triggers:

Sweaty Running: no matter how tired or resistant I am, I push myself to run a few times per week. I run 4 to 7 miles, and I get nice and sweaty. I love to run outside and explore neighborhoods by foot. Sometimes I listen to great music; other times I brainstorm and do some critical thinking. Running clears my mind and makes my body happy.

Strong Yoga: Not fast yoga, but strong yoga. I need time to settle into a pose and breathe. I love to challenge my muscles, push my mind beyond its limits, and feel like I worked hard after class. Yoga increases my circulation, releases physical tension, and gives me time and space to connect my mind with my body. It also helps me get out of my mind and body. Sometimes I practice at home by myself, and other times I seek the guidance of awesome teachers.

Peaceful or Pummeling Surfing: Whether I’m easily catching waves or getting pummeled by waves beyond my skill level, surfing invigorates me. Plus I get to see dolphins and seals and spend time in Mama Ocean. And surfing provides me with endless insights about myself and my life.

Deliciously Healthy Food: I love healthy food. Whole foods work best for my body, and I prefer to eat light, nutrient-dense foods. Sometimes I’m challenged in this area, but I enjoy the process of refining my diet and giving my body good health.

Loved Ones: I don’t have anyone in my life who I don’t consider a loved one. My friends are funny, honest, straight forward, trustworthy, creative, and loyal. They’re also people who have the capacity to really be with me and all of life. I am incredibly blessed with amazing friends and family.

Keeping It Simple: I dig simplicity. Having walked across Spain twice and spent months on the road or in tiny places, I’ve learned to surround myself with things I love or need. I deep-clean my house regularly and go through everything I own twice per year. I let go of attachment to material things (I have nothing against material things—they’re just not my jam), and I keep my spaces organized and clean.

Travel to Other Countries: Traveling and getting out of my comfort zone makes me so happy. I talk to locals, take public transportation, eat street food, and go on adventures.

Giving Myself Space: I let myself be who I am. This means that sometimes I do get messy and disorganized. Sometimes I shop too much. Sometimes I take a nap instead of going to yoga. Sometimes I fall into the trap of depression triggers and avoid happiness triggers. But I practice loving myself through all of it and giving myself space to fully live life.

Being Intimate: Intimacy is super important to me. I need to connect with human beings. I need to have real conversations. I love meaningful, in-depth, heart-felt conversations. I love looking into people’s eyes. I love being of service. I love loving and being loved. I infuse my relationships and interactions with people (strangers included) with love and intimacy as often as possible.

These are just some of the many things I do to induce happiness and endorphins. I also dance, smell roses (they’re everywhere in L.A.!), play board games, and so much more.

With love and liminality,

Annie Rose

A Return to Annie Roseness

For me, clutter occurs on the inside.

Sometimes it feels like my body is confused and disorganized. I can’t feel my feet on the ground. My mind can’t settle. My muscles feel loose and flabby. My skin feels tight and dry. Nothing about my body, mind, or soul feels pulled together and connected. I can’t tell where I am.

It is in these moments that I notice I need something.

I need to run and get nice and sweaty.

I need a good hour or two of a strong yoga practice.

I need to duck-dive into the ocean and enjoy a good surf.

I need to eat nothing but healthy, unprocessed foods all day long.

I need to clean my space.

I need to remove all clutter.

I need to sit on the floor and conduct a full body scan and meditate.

I need to open my journal, pull out my markers, and create.

I need to return myself to my promises, intentions, and goals.

I need to address something I’ve been avoiding.

I need to sit with my husband and connect.

All of these things, I notice, with the exception of connecting with my husband, I need to do alone.

I need my alone time. Time to let my molecules settle without being influenced by anyone else’s.

I need time to feel me without feeling someone else. I need to close the door. Open my heart. And just be.

In love and liminality,

Annie Rose

Trump touches us where we long to be touched

Did that title make you a little bit nauseous? I know I had a hard time writing it. And then sharing it…

But every now and then I think, maybe I will vote for Trump.

Isn’t that crazy?

I wonder about the impulse. I find the man disgusting, and I often consider what I’ll do if he is elected. (Options so far: leave the country, protest, get involved in politics and run for office, or strangle him. Only kidding—I would never run for office.)

So many Americans support Trump, and I can’t imagine that every single one of them is a total idiot. (Though it is tempting.) So what is it?

While I watched the PBS NewsHour a few nights ago, something struck me: people like Trump because he’s different.

Before you say “well, duh,” hear me out.

There is this thing called sensitization. Put simply, sensitization is the process of making something more sensitive. Desensitization, perhaps obviously, is the process of making something less sensitive.

I first studied sensitization in a class on the biology of the brain. The teacher used the example of touch. Imagine someone touching your arm. If they touched your arm in the same spot every single time, day by day, the spot would become less sensitive. The cells would desensitize and you would cease to experience as much sensation. Conversely, if someone touched your arm in that spot only on occasion, or if they touched a spot on your arm that was seldom touched, you would experience more sensation. Your cells would sensitize.

Our cells sensitize and desensitize. Stimulation or lack of stimulation causes it.

I think we are politically desensitized. I know I am. My cells are overstimulated, and I no longer receive pleasure from someone touching me in my political places. Democrats and Republicans alike keep running their fingers along the same political line, and I’ve simply stopped feeling.

Trump touches a part of people’s arms that hasn’t been touched for a long time. He’s straight forward. He’s brutally honest about how he feels. He says things that most people edit or keep hidden. He’s sensitizing our desensitized parts, and I think that feels good for people. Even if people don’t like him, they enjoy the experience of actually feeling something.

I long for a new conversation in politics. I long for change. I long for truly new ideas and new actions. I long to feel something again, and I’ve grown numb to our political discourse.

And so I sometimes think, maybe I will vote for Trump.

But don’t worry, I won’t.

In love and liminality,

Annie Rose

366 Days of Expansion

Expansion is my word for this year.

That means that no matter what I do, where I go, or what happens, I return myself to one intention: to expand.

When I chose the word expansion, I felt scared and ungrounded, perhaps even threatened. So I married my word to a few intentions to guide and support my growth. I picked:

  1. Personal integrity
  2. Choosing what’s so; and
  3. Exploring possibilities

Personal integrity includes word, order, and boundaries.

  • It means that I constantly align my expansion with that to which I’ve given my most sacred word.
  • It means that I keep my mind, body, soul, spirit, and physical plane in good order to support my most sacred explorations.
  • It means that I set clear and strong boundaries that support my highest intentions.

Choosing what’s so includes embracing what’s in front of me, taking action, and cultivating inner peace.

  • It means that as I expand, I breathe into everything I face.
  • I don’t resist, I don’t avoid, and I don’t neglect. I embrace, expand, and breathe.
  • I meditate in tough times. I bathe in blissful moments. I think critically in moments of transition and uncertainty.
  • I embrace what’s so and roll with it, all with the intention to expand.

Exploring possibilities means that I embrace adventure and exploration, my two favorite modes of expansion.

  • It means that I say YES.
  • It means that I take risks.
  • It means that I try new things.
  • It means that I take new routes.
  • It means that I be, say, and do things that are fresh, unique, and unfamiliar.

Each of these supports the others and enables my 12-month exploration. When I’m lost or stuck, I return myself to them. I write about them. I reflect upon them. I share them with others.

I grow.

In love and liminality,

Annie Rose

Be Where You Are

I have to start where I am right now.

Right now I’m weird.

Weird is the word I use to describe myself when I’m not sure what I am or when I want to avoid what I really am.

So actually, I’m angry, sleepy, excited, inspired, and drained. Since that is a relatively weird mix, I can see why I’m weird.

I sat down to write my blog today and words poured out, but nothing landed.

I found myself editing, correcting, and thinking too much.

So I stopped, took a shower, and gave myself some space.

I realized that it was hard to write because I was trying to write from a space that I was not actually in.

I was trying to write from there when I actually was here.

If I try to be somewhere where I actually am not, I literally cannot be because being happens in the present moment, right here.

When I stop and pay attention to what’s happening right now, emotionally, mentally, and physically, I get to be. I get to be present. I get to be clear. I get to be grounded, rooted, and powerful. I get to be these things no matter what I’m emoting, thinking, or feeling.

Here is where I get to be as soon as I start being here.

In love and liminality,

Annie Rose