Forget about the past,
don’t even look to the future,
all we have is today,
So start from now.
Do you ever have the kind of day where you didn’t do anything you wanted to? You just let it slip away from you, than startled to beat yourself up for it? Wherever you are right now is a new beginning.
So pick yourself up,
brush yourself off,
Start all over again.
What are you waiting for
Start from now!
It’s been said that pealing back the layers of our life is likened to pealing an onion. The deeper you go within the layers the more it makes you cry.The tears of an onion come from a chemical irritant. But the tears I’m talking about come from what the pealed layers reveal to us. Some tears come from the sadness we see, and some tears will be tears of joy. It’s not what we see on the outside that determines who we are, but what we discover after the layers are piled back. It’s getting to the center of the onion that we taste its sweetness, and in that same place we discover who we’ve always been.
I look for inspiration in all I see…nature is like a free library, full of resources. As we travel through the mountain passes of Pennsylvania headed home I look for the beauty in the death of winter. Trees are bare as bones, but as I look deeper between the branches there tucked snuggle within the bareness are patches of evergreen trees standing tall full green and fluffy. A sign that life can still be seen in the mist of death, something you wouldn’t notice if you weren’t looking for it.My husband draws my attention to the softness of the tree line that sits upon the slopping mountain tops. It looks like a head of hair like one of those perfectly trimmed military hair cuts. Our grandsons wear their hair like that. It’s stiff as it stands up straight and feels prickly, but when I sweep my hand across their head its very soft. And there it is God showing me the inspiration that can only come through the choice I use to see things with. I can see the harshness within the death of winter or watch as Gods hand sweeps across the trees of the mountain.
Sometimes I wonder why I bother, then I awaken to a new day, and I’m blessed with the gift of life. It’s a new chance, a new beginning, a clean slate. I’ve been handed a blank canvas, and paints of many colors, but one holds the shadows of blackness. I can choose this or that, but I have to take my eyes off the darkness long enough to get a glimpse of the colors. It isn’t in the design or strokes we make. It’s in the many colors we choose that we see the worthiness of the gift we’ve been given. How I choose to live my day will determine if I kneel at my bedside and give thanks for my new awakening or simple pull the covers over my head as if I’d never gotten up.
It’s all in the choose.
Baring our soul for others to see that’s what passionate artists do. We put ourselves in vulnerable situations because what’s inside us needs to come out and be expressed. We want to be the best by the worlds standards, but lose sight of the fact that we are already the best we can be when we remain true to ourselves. Some of us are not meant to be at the top, but that doesn’t mean we’re any less talented. It’s all about connecting and touching the hearts of those who resonate with the talent we have to offer. Making a personal connection with another human being is like reaching out and touching one heart with another.
What do see when you hear the word stillness?
The first thing that comes to my mind is the motion of cold streams flowing through the California mountains. The echo of birds, crackling branches, the smell of earth, and the taste of fresh air. A happy childhood memory that impressed me so that it became embedded in my mind.
I guess it’s kind of an oxymoron to see motion in stillness. But the stillness I see can only come in the stopping of my own motion. It’s seeing what lies beyond the veil of our busy lives. It reminds me of who I am, where I come from, what’s important, and where I long to be.
Oh, I’d like to go back to those California mountains someday, but where I truly long to be is in the stillness of His presence, where all motion comes into view.
“I think the thing to do is to enjoy the ride while you’re on it.” -Johnny Depp
Life should not be so filled with fears and anxiety that we miss out on the thrill of the ride. No…I want to go to my grave with chocolate in one hand, and red wine in the other savoring and sipping as the roller coasters climbs, and when the moment of decent comes that brings me to the heights of my life, I want to raise my hands and scream the whole way down…”Holy Moly!…What a ride.”
All I have to do is get past the anxiety that keeps me from getting on the rides in the first place. Each new ride is an opportunity to feel the adrenaline rush that wakes me up, and makes me feel alive.
A single drop of water is not the ocean, but it contains within itself the same qualities and attributes of that from which it comes. We are the drop of water from the ocean, an individual expression of God Himself.
Like the baby bird being pushed out of the nest. God pushes us out into life on our own so that we can make the great discovery of our true nature. It’s through our discovering that we the drop of water find our way back to the ocean from which we came. It is then that we understand how we are that reflection of God, for we know now how we are created in His image and likeness.
Today’s question in my daily reading asked, “Do you love yourself enough to let go of that which no longer serves you?”
What a great question to ask on a daily basis.
We change every living moment of our life, but we don’t think about it.
Only when change creates pain does it come into view. Whether it no longer serves us or not, change is hard but necessary for new growth.
Change doesn’t ask us to give up who we are. It asks us to love ourselves enough to let go of that which no longer serves us. And in the process of our own life’s transformation we eventually become the butterfly.
Do you ever feel like you’re all tied up in knots. Coming unwound can be very difficult. The tighter the knot, the harder it is to pick-it-apart. Our bodies are amazing the way they react to the knots as the tension binds our muscles. My masseuse can always feel it in my neck and shoulders. She works it out of me wonderfully. The problem is, if I don’t get rid of what’s knotting me up in the first place, the tension comes right back. So the next step I try is meditations, breathing, relaxing and letting go, but what am I letting go of? Sometimes its difficult to find the clarity I need to move beyond this. That’s when “The Knot Prayer” comes in handy. it helps walk me through all the things going on inside, and soon I’m able to see clear to begin the process of untying my own knots.