Individual Truth – Page 2 – Kayla MacArthur

August 18, 2020

The Power of Choosing

July was a slow month. Time crawled and blurred together. Day after day looked the same—wake up, work out, work, watch Netflix. The ruts of routine grew deep and I forgot the feeling of being alive. When this happens; when I fall into a rabbit hole of living a life less than what my heart deeply desires, my emotions spin out of control. I become a twister of confusion and exhaustion until I make something different occur. In a particularly sullen session with my Coach, she pulled this out of me—my own internal alarm system that screams: “WAKE UP! It’s time to course correct!” …“But Leighann, I can’t do what...

June 17, 2020

The Three Gods

Create, Explore

One sunny morning in Canggu when Mark and I were waiting for his surf instructor, a Balinese woman appeared in the open space next to us and began blessing her storefront with the day’s offerings. She laid out colorful woven baskets, filled with flowers, incense, and bits of rice. Curls of smoke danced through the air and tickled our noses. As she bowed her head in silence, I wondered what she was praying about. When she opened her eyes, she dipped a small bristled brush in holy water and sprinkled each offering three times. Mark turned to me and said: “She does it in threes. Once for each of...

April 11, 2020

On Becoming Her

Explore, Reinvent

Towards the end of my trip, I was walking to the Green Window for breakfast when a little Balinese man slowed his motorbike and came to a full stop in front of me. He greeted me warmly, like we were old friends. He said: “You love your life. You love your life so much. I see it here.” {Pointing to my third eye}. “You are wide open. Your heart is wide, wide open.” Taken aback by his astute reflection, goosebumps prickled on my skin. Why, yes. I did love my life.And my heart was more open than the sky. If only my new friend could see me two weeks later—home...

March 8, 2020

Bali Silent Retreat

Create, Explore

Mist hangs above the jungle in delicate swathes of silver. Beyond my narrow, single bed and the mesh canopy that fans around it, darkness is beginning to fill the cracks between the trees. The jungle and its night time noises grow louder. And I—I grow lonelier. I’ve spent two days with a group of people I do not know, and can not. We share space, hovering like ghosts at meal times, sitting in circle for meditation, resting soundlessly on cushions and couches that scatter the second floor lounge. We’re here, but we’re not. We’re not here for each other. We’re here for ourselves. Typically, this would be a dream for...

February 17, 2020

How Whole Are You?

Explore, Reinvent

“How whole are you?” I leaned back on the motorbike, as my sixteen year old Balinese driver pressed on with increasing speed through the winding jungle roads of Nusa Penida. When I didn’t answer, he repeated his question— “How whole are you?” “I need a moment to sit with that, Echo.” Surely, I thought, this must be a Balinese get-to-know-you question. In my own culture, it’s unusual to explore the depths of one’s wholeness at first acquaintance. But, however nonchalantly he asked, it had an impact. How whole am I? After a few moments of contemplation and gripping the back of his bike for dear life, I said, “I am...

February 9, 2020

Bali: A Lesson in Presence

Explore, Reinvent

I thought I was coming to Bali to work. It turns out, this couldn’t be more far from the truth. Here in Bali, life is different. “Ati ati” is a phrase I learned from one of my Balinese drivers. It means “slow ride” {according to his translation}. When he taught me this phrase, we were on our way to Canggu and he was referring to road speed, but I took it to mean something deeper. “Ati ati,” I repeated to myself, looking out over the vivid green of the rice fields rushing past. Slow ride. Slow ride indeed. Here in Bali, there is nowhere to get to—there is only THIS...

December 4, 2019

The Secret to Profound Transformation

Reinvent

How do I stop myself from experiencing what I want most {love & freedom}? 1.) Obsession. Whether it’s love addiction, heartbreak, or a thrilling new project, I let obsession hijack my focus and drain my well-being. As a result, I tend to experience love OR freedom, but not both. 2.) Projecting fear {based on the past} into the future. I then proceed to live from THERE instead of from HERE, in an ever-expanding partnership with what’s possible. I shrink my world as opposed to open it up. Fear, uncertainty, and what’s predictable are the crayons I color with. 3.) Getting too attached to a specific RESULT and too rigid with...

May 24, 2019

Do You Experience Energetic Highs & Lows?

Reinvent

Do you give something your ALL, only to burn out? Feast or famine is typically something you think of when you think of money. It’s not so much something you think of when you think of energy.However, when feast or famine is the place you’re coming from, you tend to find it everywhere. It’s a cycle of extremes, where each extreme drives the other. It’s a cycle that can stretch over days, weeks, years—it doesn’t know time, it only knows high from low, up from down, everything from nothing and nothing in-between. It’s a cycle you can live in for life. And while you can create phenomenal things within its...

May 10, 2019

The Trap of Either/Or

Create

Is it just me or does having to choose between one thing you really want {or the other} SUCK?! …Why can’t you have BOTH? Why can’t you travel AND invest with a high-level Coach? Why can’t you crush it at work AND have a thriving relationship? Why can’t you make money AND be happy? The concept of BOTH is fairly radical for most people. “WAIT: You mean, I can have my cake and eat it too?” YES! The ceiling for possibility is endless when you’re willing to use your imagination and get creative. What stops us humans from seeing the possibility for BOTH is fear and judgment. It’s born from...

April 19, 2019

Do You Believe in Magic?

Create

When I was a little girl, I believed in magic. I believed in it so much, I thought I was a witch. I made potions from berries that grew wild in the woods. I cast love spells out of poems and flowers. I even made myself a silver wand and told my friends at school that they were witches too. As I grew up and my fairy tale faded, I stopped believing I was a witch, but I never stopped believing in magic. In fact, magic has only become MORE REAL over time. In 2011, I was shocked to learn that a week before graduating, I was the Valedictorian of...