Revelation: Parts, Pieces, Bits, Baggage, and Beyond

I went through The Revelation Project  for the second time in early November.  It was a trip.

In preparation I filled out my pre-shoot interview and gathered my thoughts about any props I might bring-   fashion items, things that might be meaningful to be photographed with…

Because I have done the Project once before – I wanted to maybe explore other parts of myself. I really just wanted to push the edge of  the various aspects of “me” in ways that I’d never really embraced before.  Because there are three main segments to the photography workshop piece I wanted to see three aspects of myself:

1) The “My Style” way I usually dress which is jeans and earrings and hip but not too “done”.

2) The ( I cant even bring myself to say it yet) side of me…  and

3) The Fashionista side of me who likes to be glamorous and edgy.

Ok- I know I need to tell you what #2 is now so here is where I will invite you to share my vulnerability:

I have this aspect of me that fancies myself as some kind of cloaked lady of the woods.  Ok. There I said it.

Since I am barely ever outside – this is pretty hysterical.

I’ve always wanted to star in some  medieval movie like King Arthur, or Robin Hood, or Lord of the Rings or something- It’s so whacked and yet- it’s so much a part of what I resonate toward.  Embarrassing- but, is this because as adults we don’t usually let ourselves “pretend” or give ourselves permission to just “play”?  Not sure-  I’m going to go out on a limb here and venture to guess that this is not normal.  I guess I’m willing to embrace that. *sigh*.

I searched high and low for the right costume/outfit to bring this personality of mine to life (Go Sybil!) and settled on this great “gown” from Closet Revival which is one of my favorite stores in Newport and an awesome shopping experience. If you like gently worn clothing- racks of vintage gowns mingle with edgier modern fashion.  Shoes, handbags, coats, and things you just can’t find anywhere else pack the store – which I think is also clean, and well organized – something you also don’t always find in a re-sale shop very often.  Kim Fuller met me there about a week before my shoot and we spent a tremendous amount of time giggling in the dressing room as I tried to fit my increasingly curvaceous form into pantsuits meant for twiggy.  We ended up with all kinds of crazy gear including a white gown, a teal fur coat, a pink tulle skirt, a brown velvet bustier, and some jewelry.

The day of my shoot was clear and bright with the perfect amount of overcast and because a lady of the woods is kind of hard to capture in doors – we went out.

The first portion of my shoot I was dressed  in my typical style-  where I felt most comfortable and natural and yet,  I still was having trouble finding my center.  It was so un-nerving having all eyes and attention on me.  I kept reminding myself to breath but I was actually hyperventilating.

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Then,  for the second portion of my shoot… (Oh, dear lord whose stupid Idea was this anyway?) can someone say AWKWARD!

First of all I barely EVER wear dresses so I was tripping over the hem and second of all, my “romantic and feminine” get- up was making me itch!
The girls ( Andrea, Terry Lee and Kim) had created some sort of technology tangle for me in the woods – I think they were going for a artsy, nature meets technology juxtaposition.. Oh, god! so so funny.

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and as much as I tried to relax into my pre-imagined role – I was anything but. I felt like a complete jack ass!  ( oh and Kim Fuller DID not edit or approve these ones that don’t have a logo to be seen by the public so mums the word- please!)


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The final portion of my shoot was the most fun and carefree.   I was finally relaxed enough to just play and I got into my final outfit and  felt great so I started to jump and run to get some of my nervous energy out.  This was Kim’s favorite outfit. We’d chosen this pink tulle skirt thing, a chocolate velvet bustier, and a hot teal fur coat. They paired me with a pair of white cowboy boots for the cherry on top. Oh, and lets not forget the flower headband to hold my hair off my face so that I could no longer “hide” behind it.

I walked over to the location with my dog,  Jack because he was joining the fun  and on our way we passed an elder woman who walked very slowly and deliberately.. until she saw me and stopped. She stared at me as I walked past her and I proceeded as though It was perfectly normal to dress this way while out walking my tiny dog and mentioned as I passed how glorious a day it was.

The hidden path behind my house was the last location and it was covered with leaves and had scenic salt box houses lining the perimeter.  It was late in the afternoon now and I felt exhilarated as well as relaxed now that my adrenaline had run it’s course.  I finally surrendered to the last part of the shoot and just enjoyed feeling like a kid dressed up like some fashion contestant on What Not To Wear.  I found a final freedom there and worked that path like the super fashion runway it never was- so fun and so funny!

My “Revelation Project” had only just begun.  The photo – portion of the project is only one aspect of the journey and as I lay in bed that night I found myself reminiscing about the day- what it felt like to dress up, laugh, try new things, get creative, give myself permission to just go with it all.  Part of the experience is about being in those moments- where you leave your already always being with the world behind and try on a new possibility. The most important thing a woman brings when she comes is her willingness.

The many facets to the experience are difficult to capture at times, but the impact can be profound in more ways than you might imagine.   I was, for the day – in the care of those I trusted.  I was able to be seen in ways that I am both comfortable with and uncomfortable with – with absolutely no judgement ( except for my own) and  I was able to surrender to a deeper piece of  myself that day- the one who is more courageous and who coaxed the side of me who hides behind pieces of hair and looks at the world with only one eye- to come out- and face the lens/myself.

The project isn’t about looking good… but just looking.

Who will you see?

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It’s Not About The Photographs and It’s Not About You.

Well, ok- It is, and it’s not.

Lately I’ve had many women call wanting to be part of the project ( We are now taking submissions!) and focusing on the images as part of our initial conversation so I thought I’d address the photos in this post about how we use them as a tool to access a deeper experience.

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TRP has discovered that one way for a woman to get “related” to herself is to be photographed in this way.   There is some preparation for the experience and then the session. The woman in the photographs others see on our site have been through our unique workshop experience which is essential to her shoot.

Once the photo process is over – the work has only JUST begun!  What happens before, during, and especially after the experience is very REVEALING to her-  about herself, her community, and her life. We want her to pay attention and document some of these discoveries. She is asked to participate in an interview, and then she is asked to continue to engage with us over the course of her year.

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Toward the end of 2012 we had a gathering of many of the women who have participated in the project to date and we had a chance to go around the room and hear about how the project has impacted each of them individually.  The impact that it’s had on them was moving, inspiring, and mind blowing.

So why is this post entitled “It’s not about the photographs and it’s not about you? “

Well-

What we’ve learned is that the photography piece is just a tool to help women get INside herself.  Once she is IN, she gets WAY IN until she’s kind of turned inside out ( but in a great way!)  At some point the revelations you have about yourself extend outward, which build your community, create a new community,  shed insight on how you impact your life, those you love, and the world, and transform your need to “get more” into a desire to “give more” with an increased capacity for authenticity, depth, and a love  stronger than you have ever had before.

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How does that sound?

YOU

IMPACT LIFE

In a

HUGE WAY

and whether you know it or not

YOUR JOURNEY is precious, unique, and utterly remarkable.
Your JOURNEY
has the power to impact, shift, and positively transform others.

We are just the conduit to helping you get the more out of your experience here ;)

The cost to do the project is $750.00 and includes a years worth of interaction, photographs, a workshop, and much much more.
Price is not the issue.  We can work with anyone who wants to do it.  We can make it happen and even help coach you raise the funds. We have a payment plan, and lots of payment options so if this speaks to you in any way… just call and sign up!

TRP is now open for 2013 reservations and requires an intro interview (just email us rodgers107@me.com to receive one) and an initial deposit of $200.00

We can’t wait to begin our magnificent new year with you!!!

Who is in the Drivers Seat of Your Life?

I’ve been out of alignment for the last couple of weeks but I keep thinking I’ll pick up the phone and make an appointment with Dr. Post. What was a little twinge in my right side hip is now my whole right side, neck, shoulder, low back.  I know better, and yet kept pushing on, and pushing until now I’m forced  to make that call, take care of myself. It’s my Pilates morning, but I can’t go when I’m in pain like this, wich means I will not exercise today.  I was “gonna” yesterday… but then it rained.

Things seem chaotic.  Is it just me or have I forgotten that I have a computer with a calendar planner that syncs to my phone which can even alarm me should I be running late or off my schedule?  Helping my technology help me only requires that I actually use the instrument to book my appointments…. life gets hectic when I get caught off guard for an appointment I never put into my schedule, but then I likely took the appointment thinking I would remember to plug it into my phone …. which of course, i did not.  Would it take more than just that one minute to stop,  plug in the data, so that I can rest easy and know that I am scheduled? Nope… just takes a minute.. but I did not do it.

When my life gets mismanaged, everyone pays dearly.  The kids get to school late, I feel tired and grumpy and foggy in my mind.  I feel anxious… can’t catch my breath, and wear my shoulders as my earrings.  When life gets hectic – I don’t eat correctly, and I might even go the entire morning without a thing to eat – running on coffee and adrenaline.  I might seem “productive” and yet I’m gearing up for the big crash.

When I crash and burn I usually have to take a big step back, and sometimes go to bed with some illness because I’ve let myself get so run down my immune system tanks. It’s cold and flu season… perhaps I get a migrane, a flare up of Fibromialgia.

If I trace back the origin of the downward spiral – I can pin point what it is….almost  (with a little help from my coach).

It starts with a choice.

I chose ( in a flash of an instant) not to be “dominated” by a schedule, or not to take a moment to do what needs to be done to take care of myself.  I chose not to do what I know I should do, and  I chose to do this from some place deep inside myself that has this reckless and relentless bar to hold up for myself to go go go….press on, move, keep on, perform on, jump, win, succeed.  It is the destroyer me.  The saboteur. The dark horse that wants to come in and shuffle the papers on the neat and orderly desk of life and throw practicality, discipline, care, compassion, and well being out the window. She is Manic Monica. 

She is the one that acts as the front man while her better half is waiting in the check out line for her wake up call.  Even though it’s not CLEAR when this is happening – there is some part of me KNOWs that I’ve lost my center, and in order to get back to center I need to stop, take stock, PAUSE…

and then re-commit to doing life in a way that works.

When I am disconnected from SOURCE / SELF I am literally not aligned.  In this place I am simply spiraling…. down, down, down.

My life can really messy, really fast, if I let the other monica drive.  She will see that the gas tank light is on empty but know she still has 25 miles to go before she REALLY runs out of gas. She will put the petal to the metal and flirt with danger getting dangerously close to the unhealthy edge.  She will drive us off into the land of “fuck it” if not in check, and her eyes are usually ablaze while she is “in it” , hell she might even have a cigarette dangling out of her mouth.

Loving myself well at this time would be to check in and get my present self back into the drivers seat…. the one who knows that life should never get so busy that the gas gauge even gets close to empty.  The one who knows that being “full up” is about being “grown up” and taking “responsibility” for the BIG life she chooses to live.  Her wisdom knows that when you let life run on empty and you “opt out” – you get what you get…. and it’s usually not pretty, or particularly effective.

Old habits die hard, and yet they must die to make new possibilites available.  It all starts with loving myself well…. and although I can not stop my sh*it from happening, what I can do is get better about recognizing it when it’s not working.

It’s a good day to begin again… without beating myself up for falling into that same old same old.  Beating myself up will not change it.  Now it’s time to ease up, meditate, breathe, slow down, and call Dr. Post for my adjustment.

Thanks Coach.  XO

Monica

Please Reveal:  Who is sitting in the drivers seat of your life today and what is she like?  I’d love to know what happens when you feel disconnected and what brings you back to center.  Please comment in the fields below! 

***Girlfriend Special Offer for Camp TRP This Summer = ROAD TRIP!!!!!****

TWO FOR THE PRICE OF ONE!  

(PLEASE NOTE: NO PRIOR EXPERIENCE WITH THE REVELATION PROJECT is required to sign up!) 

By the end… you’ll all be friends for life!

For the next two weeks we have added a very special offer to our summer retreat in Kennebunk Maine August 16th- 19th 2012.

Bring your girlfriend, sign up by July 14th  and get a two for one discount making for the most fun, affordable, and transformational weekend to remember for the rest of your lives!

Single Option Price: $995.00

Two for one option price: $497.50 each!!! 

If you would like this special deal- please email me at rodgers107@me.com or call 401-588-4388 to book your spot today!
Any of you who have already signed up can also take advantage of this offer… simply find a friend who wants to have an amazing “retreat experience!”

Itinerary:

THURSDAY 

  • Arrive August 16th for 3:00 pm ( Kennebunk Maine is about a 2.5- 3 hour drive from Rhode Island)
  • Get settled in, meet the crew with a welcome dinner!
  • One woman show/ performance given by Andrea Willets called SORRY NO MORE!
Sorry no more! Description: 

Meet your apology personality type at the “Sorry, NO MORE!” Show. an interactive one woman show with Andrea WIllets. Is she Polly People Pleaser, Sadie SPANX, Life Boat Lucy, Controlicious, or maybe you will relate to more than one.

It’s time to wake up your Wild Woman. She lives at the core of our being, and holds the wisdom of self worth, fierce love, courage and vulnerability. Vulnerability is the most exquisite part of the human condition. This raw, soul-filled place of self expression, feeds the capacity for deeper connection (intimacy) in ourselves and our relationships. WILD WOMAN lives with full permission. She does not need to edit anything about her SELF and celebrates the whole! This part of us knows when an apology is needed and when it is not!

We laugh and cry, stories are shared, and suddenly we are not alone, we are a sisterhood that helps each other to stop over apologizing.

FRIDAY

SATURDAY
  • AM mediation, Yoga, Exercise
  • AM Workshop
  • Lunch
  • Afternoon Excursion Day! (Kayaking, Shopping, Exploring, Sightseeing)
  • Great Goddess Supper (Bring your most elegant attire, dress like a goddess! This would be the time for feather boa’s, tiara’s and any garb you never get the opportunity to wear in real life!)
SUNDAY 
  • Farewell Breakfast
  • Farewell Mediation
  • Departure by Noon
Price includes all meals, lodging, and workshop materials! 
Additional information about workshops: 
As women and as human beings it can be helpful to reflect on embracing impermanence, imperfections and the idea that we are all incomplete. As individuals we are works in progress, and reflecting on our own unique gifts and discovering our own unique purpose  can be an amazing, inspiring and deeply satisfying experience. Rachel and Kim use meditation, movement and the expressive arts to help their guests awaken to their bodies, minds and emotions. Each participant will be guided in the practice of living in the moment and using nature as a source of inspiration and creativity to discover their deeper selves.
Again: Please email me at rodgers107@me.com to reserve your spot today! and please “like” us on Facebook
Phone: 401-588-4388

TRP and the Discovery of ME. Summer Camp for Women 2012

When we step outside our known place, that cozy place inside ourselves – are we really as alone and exposed as we think we are?  Do dangers really lurk in the dark corners where discovery beckons us?  Are there truly monsters in our closet? under our bed? or like frightened children who dare not leave that sqeaking frame to pee lest they wake the beast beneath, are we afraid that our ankles might be caught by the drooling hairy grasp of the unknown?

Our grown up selves know better, but sometimes need a gentle reminder -the only boogie man in the closet is someone glorious… if only we dare to look.  That someone is YOU.

There is just: THIS ONE LIFE to live, and JUST THIS ONE MOMENT to be….and now might be the time to set her free.

I think we underestimate the power that the unknown has to transform and move us. When is the last time you pushed the edge and made a decision to really put yourself out there? or take a risk?  When is the last time you took a chance on life? Took a chance on YOU?

When is the last time you genuinely felt the”edge” where that fine line had the power  to transform your experience and your life and did?The power to make your heart beat- where you felt exhilarated and alive? Has it been a while?  Maybe it’s time….

Do we “dare” ourselves often enough, or at all?

When is the last time you stepped outside your comfort zone and signed yourself into something without an escape plan? Calling in sick or fat, or tired, a rip cord, a rain check….  ”Maybe some other time….”

That “practical” thinking will suck the marrow from your very bones as another minute, hour, day, week, month, year flies by….and your practical life ends … un- realized.

Was it that hip hop class you always wanted to take? Painting at the ocean’s bluffs?  Taking a solo trip to Martha’s Vineyard with no plan –   just a camera and a pocketful of chance?

When is the last time you planned an experience just for you?  How bout a road trip to see old friends with every song you’ve ever loved on your ipod so you can rock out with the windows down and feel the wind through your hair as you drive down Highway 61 heading toward Oz. Maybe there’s a yellow brick road in this for you after all.

When is the last time you dared to believe, dared to trust, dared to chance?

When is the last time to dared to let life shake your soul?  or say “Sorry” no more?

We hope you’ll join us for CAMP TRP this summer happening August 16-19th in Kennebunk Maine.

If for some reason you have something fabulous already planned for yourself like a hot air balloon ride over Paris or wasting away again in Margaritaville than I’ll just expect to see you another time… maybe next year? (and I completely and totally understand) But if things should shift?

I’d love to dance together, belly laugh, witness you, or howl at the moon as we discover a deeper place inside ourselves we never thought we ever wanted to know.

Wild Woman

 

Wild Woman
She lives within me
this heathen of long ago-
bare feet tramping the lush forest floor of my mind
eyes darting, ever aware
as she hunts, gathers, communes-
her tree gods all around.

She breathes within
hearing nature’s call
in the sweetness of the night air
the heady scent of the bush park
and the cockatoos in the trees
just up the road
from my tarmac and tile life.

And every now and then
this wild child
who longs for her village
her clean earth
her crystal streams-
is set free.

Upon a wave she rides
or amongst the scattered leaves, sits
in a moonlit moment
or tends the soil with her bare hands
solitary
bless-ed
loving the earth and its comfort
more than her own life.

The wild memories of long ago
the rituals and spirit songs
often spill free upon her voice
and clumsy guitar accompaniment,
or during a yogic moment,
or upon a dance-floor
in ecstatic release.

She is real
this wild woman-
she walks amongst us all
and she reminds us of the places
that we need to be-
of the places
that we need to treasure.

Above all, she reminds us
to be free.

- By Jennifer Cooper