For the 3rd time I’m pulling out these entangled vines in my garden. Every time I think I have all the thick twisted vines pulled, a week or so later they find their way back to the top of the soil. As I stand looking at their fresh green heads poking through the soil I can almost hear them laughing at me, as they say in their wee taunting voice, “we’re back!” I dig deeper with more determination to get to the source of each plant. Hum! I think to myself. There’s something awful familiar about what’s happening here besides the mere fact that I’m pulling these vines out again.
“Okay God, what are you trying to show here?” I say to myself
I’ve been doing the same thing in my own life pulling out the stuff I don’t want anymore, pulling out what isn’t good for me, and pulling out what no longer has a purpose. I do feel much lighter in many ways, but the vines from all that stuff is deeply rooted and intertwined so even when I think I’ve pulled it all, it finds a way back into my life, temping me and trying to sabotage all my efforts. Pulling out the entangled vines feels as if it has a hold of me. It doesn’t want to let go of it.
“What am doing wrong God?”
“It isn’t the vine that has a hold on you. It’s you who won’t let go of the vine.”
Woo! I didn’t see that one coming!
I had a friend once who seemed to have it all. She was smart, well educated, successful, classy, charismatic, faithful church goer, involved, and giving in so many ways. However, when it came to her own pain and suffering she didn’t know how to let go of the control she used to make everything else in her life work so well.
I made her up a care bag full of things I thought might help her through this journey. It had a stress ball to squeeze when the pain got bad. Lavender Epson salts to soak and relax in the bathtub. Chocolate kisses to treat herself with a bit of decadence, and a Meditation CD to calm her thoughts enough to meet right in the middle with God. She loved the bag of goodies and was eager to try anything, but when I checked in with her a few days later she said that she didn’t know how to make any of it work for her. I knew right away what she was talking about. I’d been there myself many times. It’s because we get in the way, trying to take control of what we can’t do in the normal scheme of things on our own. As a matter of fact it doesn’t seem logical at all. I mean how can anything change if we don’t take control of the situation, right? Well how’s that working for you so far?
I tell myself It’s all about going deeper reaching within my soul to reconnect not only with the God who created me, but with everything else He created as well. Reeducating myself constantly to touch base with what I instinctively know, but sometimes forget along the way. Opening myself to trust in what I know in my heart, but can’t explain in words. I think how easy it is..when I get out of the way
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“All faiths have pearls of truth.” -*Simran Singh
A pearl is such a solid mass that it takes a diamond cutter to drill a hole through it. Metaphorically speaking drilling into each pearl going deep within to find that connecting link we eventually come out the opposite end with a better understanding of this truth. What lies in the depth of the pearl is the heart and soul of our longing…and every fiber that’s peeled away by our digging revels the same thing…the love of one God. As we string the pearls of faith together we create a beautiful vision of these pearls of faith and the commonality they share.
One last note, don’t forget a discerning spirit is always helpful in guiding your way through the process.
“Driving Miss Daisy”
“We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.” -Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
We are the driver of the vehicle in which we exist. Like in the movie “Driving Miss Daisy” the spirit of God sits in the backseat and anxiously asks where you’re going to take me today? I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me. I can’t wait to see the world and life, through your eyes, through your perspective, through your guided tour.
When I look at it this way, it makes me sit up a little straighter in the driver’s seat. How can I not become excited myself to see life in return through the eyes of my inner spirit.
I can see this as an opportunity to show all the wonders and beauty of life as I experience or mindlessly drive along forgetting about passenger I’m driving for in the first place.
I can ask the spirit what do you want to see today? Then in a mindful meditative way allow that knowing to lead the way.
I can get up and route out a map and plan of where I want to take the spirit, but then I’m taking charge as I get caught up in the work of it rather than the spontaneity of our experience together. Then I’d be looking in the rearview mirror wondering after all my efforts where my passenger got to. Feeling the loss of of the spirit I’d have to pull over try to figure out what went wrong. Once I get out of my own way I can see the spirit coming forward leaning its arms on the back of the front seat saying, “let’s just see where life takes us today. With each place we go let’s look for the good, joy and beauty even in the most desolate of places. Let’s bring a sign of hope and place it in the ground where it’s needed, and let’s experience it together as one.”
“Onward Connie, I can’t wait to see what you see, to experience what you feel, and to watch your own excitement along the way, and as for the rest of it we’ll figure it out as we go.
How do I love thee let me count the way’s? Love is difficult to define. I know what it feels like to be loved. I know what it feels like to love. I can say, I love you to the moon and back, but even that doesn’t measure up to how much I love you. How do I love they? I can’t put into words because there are no words that can express how great it is. It’s as mystical as trying to explain what God is. I believe that’s because God and Love are one and the same.
What I can say is that God is at the center of our love for one another. We are bound together as one, and God is the glue that holds us together. How do I love thee? I can’t find the words. I just know that I do. it’s the greatest feeling in the world, and I’m so grateful I get to share it with someone as wonderful as you.
The definition of diversity means variety or very different. Everything in the universe is different even within their own categories. For instance when you look up in the sky at night you see all kinds of stars, each is different in shape and size, but they’re still stars. Flowers are my favorite example here. There are all kinds with many different shapes, sizes, fragrance, and colors. Put a few together and what do you have? A beautiful bouquet of different flowers. How boring it would be if there was only one kind to pick from. God created our world of many different things and it is nature that teaches us that being who and what we are is enough in itself. It doesn’t fight over which one is the best it just enjoys being what it is, giving to the world what it has to give, and sharing in the wealth of its combined efforts.
Variety is the spice of life, and it is we humans who get to enjoy all of God’s creations and what they have to offer. Yet we cannot see what nature has to teach us about the diversity we have within our own humankind. How wonderful it would be to put our diversity together like flowers. I think it would make a beautiful bouquet of humankind. Don’t you!
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“Celebrating Of Life”
Who doesn’t want to wake up with the celebrated enthusiasm for life. I do! It truly is as easy as it sounds. However, the thing that makes it difficult is moving aside what stands in the way, and when we can’t move it, we need to find a way to rise above it.
When we are living within our own limited abilities as a humans, the ego state of mind, we often feel like the Whack-a-mole. What holds us up against that which knocks us down comes from a deeper connection within us. I call it our personal trinity, the mind, body and spirit. Some people will say that it is not me but the God within me that makes good things happen. This is true, but God also created us as humans with a mind all our own, and a personality to go along with it, and there is a purpose for all that makes up who we are. Our calling is to bring all the working parts God gave us together, and in partnership give to the world what only we can give.
Ego only wants to keep us in it’s grips. It tells us there is nothing else to see but the limited reality that’s in front of us. It’s always that which exist outside of us. Everything is connected. Just as Love works within all creation, we are called to be inter-connected with the same Love within us. In so doing we are able to reach out and extending that Love to one another. How beautiful to think the world could be if we lived within the means of our God given authenticity being the unique individual we were created to be.
Waking up each day remembering all that we have within us to work with . That trinity of mind, body and spirit all rolled up into one with no other intention but to extend the love from which we come. Now that’s a life worth celebrating everyday.
Digital art by Jennifer Woodward
This month of November has been a challenge for me. However, I’ve learned a lot of good things about myself along the way. One being that I still have the ability to organize, and multitask in a short amount of time. I honestly am not sure I could have handled this if not for the people in my life who remind me what I need to know when I can’t see it for myself. It has been a true practice of putting into affect what I believe, live by, and share in my daily postings. My most importantly task has been making sure my grandchildren each have their gifts to open on Christmas Eve. Why all this fuse? Because I’m going in for knee replacement surgery this Tuesday, and I’ll be kind of limited as to what I can do for a while.
One of the best helps through all the shopping, our vacation and thanksgiving has been a book my friend JoAnn has shared with me called “Preparing for Surgery, Heal Faster,” by Peggy Huddleston. It comes with a meditation CD that I’ve listened to twice a day for the past month. It has given me the physical, emotional, and spiritual encouragement to do what I’ve needed to up to this point.
Now that the time is approaching and there is not much left to distract me. The reality of my surgery comes swooping into my psyche. I’m not going to pretend that there isn’t a bit of fear and apprehension. However, the practice I’ve had this month keeping my stress level at bay is helping me to change my thoughts from fear to faith as I focus on the quality of life this procedure will provide for me.
One of the last things the book encourages me to do is asking for others to pray and think positively for me especially on Tuesday. All that wonderful prayerful positive energy gathered together the last time I had surgery truly made me feel peaceful going into it. I greatly appreciate it in advance. I end this post with the positive words of a friend from my last surgery, “I’ll see you on the other side of this.” 🙏
Today I closed my eyes,
And my body ascended into the sky.
I felt light
as if gliding on a cloud.
As I leaned
looking over the side
I saw patch work
sewn with quilted hands.
planted upon the land.
God whispered in my ear
isn’t it simply grand?
there’s no place I’d rather be.
Than floating across the sky’s
It’s like being in heaven…
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