Healing Properties

             As we rolled in to February, I had a few challenging days.  Based on the undeniable fact that, as every single second ticks past, we are leaving more and more of my beloved Winter behind.  Which means the days will get longer and warmer.  This is not good news for me.

             Facing our struggles, and then calming our fears, is such a valuable skill to have.  It’s one I’ve been working on, in a dedicated and powerful way.  So when I’m struck low, or when an outside source agitates my zen (the way impending Spring does) I can usually pull over (metaphorically speaking) and spend some down-time in a restful place.

             One of my favorite ways to do this is in the manner of curating my feed, or … removing that which does not heal.  In a physical sense, I aim my brain at something which calms me; I point my eyes at some image that can bring a sense of joy.

             This is such an item.  It was built in 1892 by a Doctor in a small North Dakota town.  It is everything I want and need in a home.  With the exception of its land-locked status and ownership not being mine.

             But what it represents right now is also our message.  The Universe would like to remind us of how important it is to

dream.

             Not only the night slumber type, but also day-dreams, fantasy, imagination, meditation, prayer.  By any other name this is a mental escape where we can slow ourselves to serenity and relax.  It is a tool we can use to take our racing mind and body out of play so that we can refocus.

             When we work long hours, we need to take a break.  Tranquility is crucial.  For our heads just as much as for our muscles and bones.  These bodies we’re wearing do best when well fueled and and well rested.  So do our minds and hearts.

             Whatever it is that you can point your eyes to right now, do it.  Give yourself a treat, visually.  Allow yourself to gaze off, or peer inward.  Whatever is the best for you, go do that!

              I’ll be here, meditating on a beautiful old house.

 

 

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Open Hands, Open Heart, Open Mind

             Everyone knows, by now, that one of my major lessons (and apparently that of many folks), is all about the Release.  The Letting Go.  The No-Longer-Clutching-For-Dear-Life-With-A-Death-Grip.

             Recently another of my past lives was revealed to me.  And boy howdy!  Was it just a big ol’ pile of LET THE FUCK GO nearly from start to finish.  (It also answered several questions, once I gazed about and saw the scenery…)

             What I have learned from exploring these various meat-suit travels my spirit has gone on, is that we can definitely see patterns.  We can definitely observe cycles and loops of what we’re working on, where we’re headed, and what helps us the most.

            The Universe reminds us now, whenever we have the option, it’s a great idea to sit quietly and look within.  Slow the outside noises, set them aside.  Here is where we find our

Clarity

             As I’ve said before, three minutes behind a closed door if that’s all we can manage.  Better even than that?  A nice lie-down with some relaxing music or guided meditation.  But truthfully, for us to take just a mini Self-Care pause, is better than not doing it at all.

             And in that brief opportunity, that still-mind moment, we really are able to see our answers and regain our center.  It works, I promise.  Clearing our brains will bring on solutions, serenity.

             Our job here is to seek out what rings true, what gives us hope and joy, then ….. we share it.  The more we can focus intention in our spare seconds, the better our souls can connect with our hearts.  And the better we can connect with our loved ones.

             Small, simple steps lead to enormous benefits, advancements on all levels.  We are worth it, take the time.  Our clarity is there, in the quiet.

Narrative View

             The idea that there is something better, something kinder, awaiting us after this long difficult slog is the hope I cling to.  Daily.  Hourly.  Our reality is challenging.  Our lessons can feel like such a struggle.

             Fortunately we get breaks.  We have blessings.  There are moments of respite and joy.  Even if they are small, they are there.

             We also have the gift of insight.  We have the capability to rephrase what we’re seeing and sensing.

It always takes longer than we thought it would,

             is what I heard recently.  As if, time has no meaning… and in a sense.  It does not.  We invented the measuring system, and we invented the impatience of it.

             As we continue our theme of last month, we see how our own impressions of where we thought we’d be, or what we thought we’d accomplish by a certain marker of time, might not be how this adventure is meant to play out.

             When we stress or worry or fret over opportunities lost, years gone by, we initiate a state of grief which is as manufactured as the concept of linear time.  None of it is real.

             What is true is that we will go Home.  We will make our own judgment of how well we treated others, how well we treated ourselves, how well we cared for our loved ones and the planet.  What we will NOT be contemplating is how much we earned, how many physical accomplishments we attained, nor any sort of corporate climbing/business advances.

             Our impatience is created out of the false belief that getting “ahead” or doing more is of value.  It is not.  What matters is lovingkindness and compassion.  Now, more than ever before, those are the aspects of life here in these meat suits which must be looked at.  Which must be put before all else.

             It is time to care.  About what’s important.  Now is when we must assess how we can alter our view of challenges, and make a turn, a switch, to see what is of value.  And maybe more importantly, what is not.

 

 

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Limitless Range

             In the coming week, this will NOT be a place of reflecting on the past year.  In fact, it’s likely I’ll never recap any period of time, for posterity nor any other reasons.

             What I will do is work on making our present of value.  And possibly chatting about Life Lessons, when they specifically involve future options and opportunities.  But no, I’ll not be glancing over my shoulder to review the behind-me scene.

             Partly this is due to just that, it’s behind us.  In the past.  Yes, we can most certainly learn from it all, however, what often ends up happening instead is that we just feel guilty.  We feel as though we have failed.  We feel like we came up short.

             And that type of garbage emotional abuse I won’t be a part of.  Here’s what we’re going to do in place of that trash.  We’re focusing on

Making Room . . . . .

             for our Now selves, and for our Tomorrow selves.

             We are so much more than what we have already done.  We have so many more choices and selections still to be made.  There are adventures to be had, and quiet calm moments yet to cherish.

             When we let go of what has already been, we open up space for what is yet to arrive.  The more we release that which no longer serves, the better we are able to accept what is still awaiting us around the next bend.

             It is the time of year to treasure our loved ones, to reflect on the returning light, and to allow our approaching gifts their space to arrive.  When we give ourselves this freedom, there is no failure, there is no loss.

             We are simply appreciating the Now.  Sitting and Being.  Acknowledging our completeness while giving ourselves permission to accept the Joy of whatever is next.

             Here is an inspirational view, of things I love:

waterfalls, winter weather, bridges, trees, and hope for our future.

 

 

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Open Handed

             Several times throughout this journey I’ve had “epiphany” moments, times where I felt that I was directly connected.  Like, plugged in, with an energy surge.

             This message today came from that type of place, from that level of enormous power.  Not mine, it is never me.  The connection arrives with a strength which changes the way I am breathing, bringing ripples to my skin, and causing me to sharpen my awareness.

             (All of the channeled information here does come from Source/from the Universe/from whatever you prefer to call the consciousness which is beyond us, but on a rare occasion, I can actually FEEL it physically.)

Close Contact

             Below I’m sharing a photo I recently came across, it’s another part of what we need to remember with this one.  We are as close or as far as we desire.  It is up to us to keep our memories alive, but it is also up to us to let go of what no longer serves.

             When we have released that which is holding us back, we are then truly able to understand our complete interconnectedness.  For me, my own hanging on is very much wrapped up in grief.

             I cling to the past, the ones who have gone before us, the ideals of yesterday, the way things USED to be.  It can be harsh, to live this way, and it is certainly unhealthy.  A better solution would be to allow those emotions to flow through me, and then out.  Letting go of the pain, but staying in close contact with the Joy.

                 Clearly I don’t have all the answers.  What I do have is a link to something much greater than myself, something so strong that it can reach out and take my breathe away.  That reminder, that “touch” of grace, is a gift.  I never take it for granted, am grateful for it every living second.

             It is my pleasure and privilege to share.  I just hope that we all are in a better position, when the time is perfect and right for each of us, to release while still staying close.

 

 

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