I don’t think I can count how many times I’ve been given a wakeup call. They come in one way or another like a health issue that pops up putting a scare in your life. An accident where you realize you’re lucky to still be alive. The loss of a pet, friend or loved one. These are all life altering scenarios that call for a change in our life.
So, the question becomes, “If not now, when?”
For as Mark Nepo says in his reading today, “There is no tomorrow, only a string of todays.”
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.
In the little bit of time that I’ve been out since my surgery I’ve gone to doctor offices and physical therapy. It seems that everywhere I go people are talking about how much they dread getting together with family. Mainly because of one person or another that just rubs them the wrong way. I guess they just need to vent to let some of the built up steam out before the actually event. I don’t know the people they’re talking about so they must feel safe telling me all about it. I can’t imagine that there are very many people who haven’t experienced the same dilemma at one time or another.
One women said that playing games helps. It keeps the conversations at bay. Than I came across an article from the Science of Mind Magazine by Stef Swink. She says: “The way to support your family is to offer to them the very thing you desire from them. Perhaps your example will eventually inspire them to consider the same path.”
As Gandhi said, “Be the change you want to see in the world.” And remember the Golden Rule that Jesus taught: “treat others how you want to be treated.” Combine these two ideas with a lot of love and I bet this Christmas they’ll be a lot of miracles taking place.
Resistance- the refusal to accept or comply with something. There are many definitions of the word resistance. What I’m talking about today is the resistance we experience when we know we need to do a certain thing, but we keep finding excuses not to do it. The harder we have to work at resisting something, is usually an indication of how important the very thing is that we’re resisting.
Why do I resist what I know is the best thing for me to do?
• Sometimes it’s scary to take a step toward the unknown.
• Change means I have to get out of my comfort zone too. Maybe I’ll do it tomorrow.
• What if I fail?
• What if I’m listening to the wrong voice inside, and I’m not really supposed to do it?
When I’m in this place of resistance, I am not myself. I get miserable, depressed, agitated and unable to express myself. It’s as if I’ve been cut in half like a worm still able to function but not with all my working parts. It’s hard to find the clarity I need to put myself back together. My ego is happy in this state of mind because it’s in charge leading the way. To where? I doesn’t even know or care, but in the state of resistance, confusion is created where clarity can’t be found. It takes a lot of effort to get to that place of mindfulness where I am able to put myself back together. When the real me stands up, I know I am back home where I belong with my mind, body and soul working together as one.
It is than that I am always in ah as to how I could have falling into such a place of discontent. Why would I want to be anywhere else but in this place of clarity and understanding. But then I realize each time I become lost, it is another opportunity to find my way back, and as I do, I learn so many new lessons along the way that create a deeper understanding. Resistance is just another way of teaching me the difference between who I really am, and who I am not.
A great reminder of what I try to do to encourage others. Change yourself for the better first, and the way you affect the world will shine through!
Thank you my friend Nico for pointing me in the right direction.
I call myself an optimist you’ve heard me say this before, I know. So how do I maintain this optimistic attitude with so much distention going on right now. This is a question I have to ask myself daily. I can’t stand the way the alternative makes me feel and when I’m ill-at-ease it’s always my first indication that I’ve slipped away from my true-self. What is my truth, you might ask me? My truth is that I believe there is something better within me…than that which is in the world. I believe that the same something is within each of us. We’re all a part of this one big conscious melting pot, and we’re each responsible for what this mixture creates.
The only way I can maintain my optimism is to keep my focus on a world that works for all humankind. The only way I can do that is by working on being the change myself that I visualize the world to be. I personally can’t do this without the partnership of my Creator. For it is only in Him, with Him and through Him that my own little melting pot is able to create the combination needed for the better good of myself, and the world I live in.
When a small pebble is dropped into a pond it spreads out creating many ripples. Our actions have the same kind of effect. We can feel the vibes from those who drop a bit of kindness our way, and that kindness spreads form one person to the next much the same as the ripple effect. But there can also be the opposite effect which spreads havoc from one person to the other. Being mindful of the stones we throw is one of the most important conscious efforts we should make. We are after all only a stones throw away from making a difference in the world, and it all depends on what kind of stone we choose to throw.
This is a good question to ask ourselves at this time of re-election in our country. It seems that the only real control we have is in who we decide to vote for. For me personally the candidates have nothing to offer that reflects any of my values. It makes you feel like you have no sense of control in how you would like to change the world for the better. So in order to see my own worth in all this I have to bring it down to level in which I can make a difference. The world is an awful big picture to take on. However, the only real world we live in is the one within ourselves. Now that’s something we can do something about. Does it really make a difference how I live in my own world? Of course it does because it affects everything around me. In my own inner world, it all starts with me, because after all I’m the only one I can do anything about. I affect others as others affect me, it’s true. However, the bottom line is, how I let others affect me is up to me. The change I wish that I could make is simple in being the change myself, living, expressing, inspiring through my own example. The answer is all encompassing in this thing we call love, and love is much bigger then the world. So I guess for me the change would come from learning to love more every day right where I am. If I can become an expression of that love how can I possible, go wrong? It is true what the world needs now is love sweet love. One of my favorite songs of my youth. I wish it had the sincerity it was intended for when sung at the democratic convention, and how sad but true in a cartoon today it was Trump singing the song, “what the world needs now is Trump Sweet Trump.” The world needs the best of all of us. Think what the world would be like if we all joined in the effort to change ourselves in a way that better serves the world for the greater good of all.
“My 7-Day Challenge”
Ok, so this morning I woke up thinking about what a good night’s sleep I had. I grab the opportunity to say how grateful I am to have been given another day to live. My gratitude moves off into a list of things that come to mind. My day is started on a good grounding. I want to stay in this frame of mind, but I know that it takes work and practice to shut out all the things that begin to creep into my everyday life. How easy it is to lose sight of the joyful things we want to hang onto.
Something that I recently read came to mind. It was a challenge that was planted like a seed and I could hear it calling out to be watered. The challenge was to not complain for 7 days. Hum! This could be a good practice in seeing how much I actual do that. But I start thinking that maybe this isn’t a good week to do it. I’m still recovering and I have a lot coming up this week, maybe I should wait until the conditions are better. I realized that it sounded like the same thing I do when I think about going on a diet. Ha-ha! I’m laughing at myself as I realize the game I play to avoid the things that are good for me.
So I sit down with Tom for a chat. At some point I find myself complaining about this that and anything else I can think of. It feels like I’m getting it all out before I venture onto this challenge, and when I realize what I’m doing I’m ashamed to see the ugliness it brings out in me. This is certainly not the reflection I want to cast of myself. It doesn’t even feel like the real me.
Now some would say, “ah Connie, you’re only human.” I might say the same thing to someone else to make them feel better. But isn’t that actually settling for less than we really are capable of being as humans?
So I’m accepting the challenge as of today Friday September 16, 2016. I’ll let you know how I make out. Maybe you might want to join me in the challenge for yourself. Wow! Think of what the world would be like if we all stopped complaining for even one day.
Today my inspiration comes in the form of a frog. I mean this literally. I have always had a fascination with frogs since I was a kid. I remember watching them for weeks as the only existence they knew was being a tadpole living in the water. Then legs and arms begin to pop out of their body, they lose their tail and the transformation is complete. I just realized they’re the real deal when it comes to transformers like the ones my grandkids play with. Anyway the frog is born and emerges into an entirely new reality. It was the transformation that kept me captivated. How could one thing turn into something so different yet be the same thing? I never knew that frogs were known as the symbol for transformation until I read about it today. Every one of Gods creations has a significance in this world as well as something powerful to teach us. Some would call this transformation of rebirth the change that takes place when we accepting God into our lives. Some would say it takes place when we realize who we really are. Others would say it takes place when we realize our purpose. I would say they are all the same just as the tadpole and the frog are the same. What they are made of on the inside remains the same. While they may seem like a simple insignificant creature to us, they teach us about our own transformation and how we allow ourselves to adapt to whatever limitations we place upon ourselves. As a child looking in wonder at how a tadpole could turn into a frog. I realize now that they were never separate in the first place working as one unified creation fulfilling its purpose on earth controlling the bug population, and teaching us an important lesson about our own transformation simple by being what they were created to be.