Posts Tagged ‘musings’

How Does It Get Better Than This?

July 18th, 2011

WARNING: this is not for the mushy afraid or intolerant. Content is full of lovely thoughts and ideas.

 

I do declare, I love my life. I’m not under any illusions or delusions about it either!

My life is what it is for right now. There’s some room for “home” improvement, but listen, when will there ever not be? Here’s the thing, leaving room for improvement is “emptying the cup.”

I love my life; it’s like a full cup of rich roasty coffee that I sip down slowly. As I slowly enjoy this one cup, a part of me knows that I must “empty the cup” so that I may have room for more … that is, learning, love, wisdom, fulfillment, happiness, and so on.

“Emptying the cup” is the equivalent of basquing in the grace of a moment and asking, ‘how does it get better than this?’

I love my life; how does it get any better than this?

I don’t know. I know what I know and I know what I don’t know.

We all pretty much know this: S**t happens. Right? We all know that. And it’s no reason to linger in on that longer than what is useful. At this point in my life, I accept what is a lot easier than before because I know that s**t happens. Then I “empty my cup” because I’m filled to the brim with whatever, and I steo aside and allow myself to receive whatever it is that I need (often what I don’t know). I open myself to receive that which I don’t know.

When I ask, ‘how does it get better than this?, whether it’s in anger or joy, I’m expecting a response. I’ve received enough to know that it’s safe for me to have this expectation. I will receive … something of a response. I get a ping back all of the time, so I can relax and let it all be.

Now wait. It doesn’t always go down as smoothly as on paper, but I know that, too. And that’s what I know. So be it.

There are many ways my life can be better and at the same time I love the very one I have.

It may seem that I am on happy pills and or sippin’ on some kind of kool-aid, because honestly, if someone else were to look through the looking glass at mi vida loca, they might not see what I see. They may see nothing special of the like. Maybe they’d see how much better their life is and then think I’m just mad. Well, the skinny is, that I am some kind of mad — mad in love with the rich kingdome I’ve been building on the inside of me. And there’s no resting on my laurels … I’ve still got a lot more building to do.

The knitty-gritty? I love my life because of the love that wells up in me when I think of my honey, my family dogs, family and friends, kind and gentle souls, angels and earth angels, my blessed home, my part-time work, my loyal car, new people I meet, plans to actualize, wishes to realize, desires to manifest, creative ideas to birth, and values and truths to embody.

Life is fruitful, and my life is so giving to me.

 

Lost My Wallet, Got Rich Quick

May 5th, 2011

This Wednesday morning was a small whirlwind.

Preface: I’ve been working on the manifestation of a new project. I am excited about it because I’ve never tried to manifest something of this proportion. I am also very excited because I get to experiment, like a scientist in a lab! So my work has begun. Yesterday was Tuesday, and being that it was a New Moon, I knew the magnetic energy had been turned on.

Story: This morning, a rather peculiar thing happened. I ran into the coffee shop for a drink to go. I walked up to the counter, placed my order, and went into my purse looking for my wallet to pay my barista. Uh-oh. I got a little panicked. I could not find my wallet. I was like, “come one Wallet, where you be? You can’t get that lost in here.”  But no, no wallet in my tiny little purse (it’s tiny but deep).

I was trying not to let my mind race. I wanted to remain calm enough to quickly retrace my steps so that I could know where my wallet was and continue with my order. Meanwhile, in the background, the line behind was getting longer. Assessing the situation, I gave up on the coffee and told the barista to cancel my order because I had no wallet with me.

Just as I was turning away, feeling heartbroken that I could not get my “Hump Day” drink on (Wednesday = middle of week) and acting concerned about the whereabouts of my wallet, a wonderful kind soul instantly lifted me up. This beautiful being of Light interjected, “I’ll pay for her drink.”

I was in shock, really, because it was so unexpected. I had been very self involved in my little dilemma and if I had any other thought, I thought I was being a burden to those waiting in line behind me, but not to this wonderful lady.

For me, this wonderful lady was my hero, my angel, because she stepped right in out of nowhere to save me. I know, I know, I wasn’t dying, actually, but this was a little tiny baby itsy death. It was sort of death by defeat do you know what I mean? It was an “ugh” kind of moment and she saved me from going all the way into that not good feeling by offering me light and a gesture of compassion.

This woman intervened in a small moment of my life and changed my experience. She told me, “Oh I want to, at least you can have your coffee being that you lost your wallet …actually, I lost mine yesterday. It turned out that my little girl had it.”

Well, how about that? What a coink-a-dink … and we all know about coincidences, right? There is no such thing as a coincidence! She was in my shoes just a day or two before, and she turned right back around to give thanks by sharing it with me.

Fast forward to later that same morning. More interesting patterns develop.

Just a week ago I had been wondering if the paycheck I receive for my other part time job had been correctly calculating my paid time off. Time is money, after all. In essence, I was wondering if I was being paid correctly. I didn’t get around to asking anyone, when randomly this very morning, this I-lost- my-direct- source- of -money morning, the Divinely detailed payroll lady told me that she didn’t think I was being paid my earned time off. Sure enough she looks into it and I’ve got a whole lotta paid time off. She went out of her way to do this for me. Now, I am rich with vacation hours! It was like the universe was giving me a wink and saying, “You ain’t even gotta worry, girl, I got your back.”  Yes, indeedy.

Fast forward to later, later that morning.

I called my mom to loop her in, recruit her to pray, and invite her team of angels to help me find the lost wallet. I also said that if she happened to be in the area where I live, that maybe if she wanted or if she could, to please stop by my home to see if my wallet was where I suspected it was. It was a lot to ask of my mother, but I just thought I’d ask, in case she wanted to help in this way. I didn’t expect her to do it. We love each other beyond measure, but I wouldn’t say that I thought my request was a slam dunk.

It was late in the afternoon now, about 3:30 pm, when I get a text on my phone that read, ”Hi, hey thank the heavens I found ur lil blk wallet it was in the monchi bag ok so a good reason to be happeeeeeee!!!!” Reading that was a totally good reason to be happy, but another totally good reason to be happy was that my mom went pretty far out of her way to do this kind act for me. She, another beautiful being of Light, gifted to me a gesture of thoughtful generosity. She filled my spirit with Joy.

Kowabunga! Here’s some of the insight:

Wallets can be said to be a symbol of our money. Money is usually a popular object we want to attract. Here I had lost the wallet, the supposed direct source of the money. Yet I was experiencing abundance all around me. Here is what I noticed. I was open. I was ready to receive assistance from the universe through earth angels or good Samaritans. I was receptive to capturing the language of Spirit. I was willing to seek the message of healing and higher ideals. I was checking in with my inner guidance the whole time.

I am open. I am ready to receive from the universe. I am receptive to the language of Spirit. I seek the higher meaning and healing opportunities of situations. I continually check in with my inner core guidance.

Does this resonate with you? How are you doing with this? How is affecting the abundance in your life?

Letting Go to Get A Life

May 2nd, 2011

Since a lot of my experience (therefore my style of healing) has been about change I ruminate on the alchemy of change. My thoughts hang around the natural cycles of death and rebirth plenty. I play with concepts around how transformation actually occurs.

Jesus has been known to say several times that “You must lose your life to find your life, and if you do not let it go, you will never find it.” Ahhhh … such a refreshing drink to sip on, this quote is. Every time I repeat it, it feels like truth trickling down into all of me, watering my soul.

This is an important concept when considering any degree of change.
[Warning: paradox approaching]
We die and then we live.

We’re probably more used to hearing ‘you live and then you die’. This is true when we are living from just one aspect of ourselves. But when we are living from our whole selves, we have to die first, so that we can know how to live.

I read a great article recently in the Spring 2011/Vol. 23 edition of the Light of Consciousness, Journal of Spiritual Awakening that I want to share an some excerpts from it in just a moment.  The article is based on the 6 CD audios course, “The Art of Letting Go”, by Richard Rohr.

To live fully, we need to know something about letting go, we need to know about our true self, and we need to know a little about how being under fire or going through the fire is the deliberate creative force meant to ignite life into us.

This excerpt here is about letting go of the false self (aka the ego or personality) and becoming the true self (aka the soul, our authentic self, our whole self)

“So you see why we are talking about letting go. If you are not practiced at letting go, you will hold onto your false self and never discover your true self. Many have said that we are all suffering from a terrible case of mistaken identity. We think we are what we have created, what our culture, our religion and our mistakes have created. We are, but we are much more than that. That “more than that” is what probably most of us mean by the soul. You do not have to create your soul. It is your inner, deepest, blueprint, your divine DNA. It is who you are before you did anything right or wrong. It is your deepest hidden and true self in God — the self beyond observation, beyond reflection, the self that can never be an object of your attention or a think that you can improve on or punish. It is only experienced when you live in a moment of pure presence, when you are not labeling, judging, analyzing, critiquing, rewarding or punishing. There, Merton says, like a small, shy animal, the true self shows itself.”

“The false self, the ego as Freud called it, ends up being the great illusion. It is not bad. You simply have to recognize that it is only a part. You do not let go of the part, you simply move beyond the part to the whole. …” - Richard Rohr

Excerpts are from an article based on the 6 CD audios course, “The Art of Letting Go”, by Richard Rohr in the Spring 2011/Vol. 23 edition of the Light of Consciousness Journal of Spiritual Awakening.