Return Ticket to Sanity

Myfi. This is my term to describe the vehicle I use to find alignment with my true self. In my personal dictionary it means unplugging from all electronic devices and media and reconnecting to direct human contact, the Divine or nature. It involves reaching out, not with social media, but through voice by phone; personal letter through email or snail mail; or face-to-face conversation via a visit or meal share. Slow and deliberate meaningful communication. Often Myfi takes place when I am by myself during reflection when I take the time to deeply and intentionally experience love for the people and circumstances in my life and send out prayers for those I know are struggling. Always it happens in my daily ritual of raising a glass of wine in gratitude to the Universe at sunset.

Myfi is the defense mechanism I used to restore my sanity after a breakdown landed me in a mental institution and I desired to reclaim my mind and life. Practicing Myfi, I closed down my personal Facebook page and started paying attention to my needs instead of wants. Without the distractions of data and drama, I was able to hear the sound of my inner voice again, which guided me back to my values and reminded me of what matters to me…the people, experiences and places that enhance my sense of joy. Exercising my innate need to express myself by writing, I wrote my life story to heal, published it to help others. That intensified my strong need to serve others, so more books are on the way.

As an intuitive, I believe we are wired to be connected to one another, ourselves and nature to be fulfilled. Yet our relationships with those are growing more distant.  I’ve heard that digital is the way the world is going, yet I’m heading the opposite way down the beach, accompanied by my mind, not my phone or computer, even if this means I eventually walk alone.

I no longer have home access to the Internet, and It brings me a smile when I fire up my laptop to write and immediately get the prompt, “You are not connected. And the web just isn’t the same without you.” It’s ironic that this is accompanied by an illustration of a heart with a broken line through it because all of my heart connections are non-digital. As smart as it is, artificial intelligence does not know that I am connected to something much better; my natural ability to access all the answers with Myfi.  We all are. I do still hop on the Internet once or twice a week at the coffee shop or library to visit my LinkedIn network and research my books. Yet, thanks to my new focus, I have free time and opportunity to be physically with others who still prefer exchanging laughter face to face.

Using Myfi, I’ve also been able to connect the dots of my life. Contemplating happy moments and memories from my past has allowed me to notice consistencies that reveal lifelong passions, so now I am empowered to create my perfect future…a custom-made aliveness, rather than leading into an existence spent scrolling, liking, calling attention to and commenting on what others are doing. 

Myfi was my one-way ticket on my journey from stress and despair back to my mind and spirit; mental and emotional safety and health. I live it, encourage it and teach it. And most of all love it.