It’s amazing how many of us have a story about Dr. Wayne Dyer. A favorite quote. A favorite teaching. A moment where we met him.
Because that’s the thing about Wayne, he was that accessible.
Voted the 3rd most spiritual person on the planet (behind the Dalai Lama and Eckhart Tolle), he was known by everyone. He was the ice breaker to spirituality. The way shower for those just dabbling and others wanting to go deeper into remembering who we are.
Wayne was the one I would recommend to friends who were jaded or skeptic to this ‘new age’ world, because of his ability to take ageless wisdom and break it down simply, for everyone to understand and in an easy to absorb, non-airy fairy way.
Not only was he wise, but he was kind. He was love personified. And he was patient and humble. And grateful.
When I met him in 2011 at the first Hay House ‘I Can Do It’ Conference in Vancouver, he opened the weekend Friday night with an inspiring, standing O (worth the price of the weekend ticket) talk. And then on Saturday, he returned during the day, just to meet people. To chat, get to know us, sign books, take photos and to hug.
Often times we feel guilty taking the time to do what we love, to express our creativity and honour ourselves, because it feels selfish….like time wasted. Unless we have a set goal or deadline, we tend to put it off, thinking it’s truly only serving ourselves.
But that’s just the thing. It is serving. It’s opening you to that sacred, magnificent place within that’s often ignored yet begging to express the colours of your soul. And the world needs more colour. It needs more of us sharing our gifts and inspiring each other.
For me, writing is my happy place. It’s my meditation. When I write, my heart is open so wide, I feel invincible. Connected to everyone and everything, I feel love in my heart and purpose coursing through my veins.