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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.
Lately the subject on “self-worth” has popped up in a few things I’ve read. It’s a subject close to my heart because I grew up believing that I was a mistake or reject from heaven, and that God forgot to give me what everyone else seemed to have…love. How do you have self-worth without a sense of self-love. I was lucky to meet someone who saw something special in me, my husband. He loved me enough for the both of us. While I couldn’t understand what he saw in me that was so lovable, eventually I was able to see it through his eyes. Something inside me began to change as my faith grew. I awakened to a whole new understanding that God made each of us unique, and there was no one else in the world like me. That made me feel pretty special. Still I had to unlearn so much of what I’d grown up believing about myself. Mark Nepo, one of my favorite authors says, “I’ve learned that loving yourself requires a courage unlike any other. It requires us to believe in and stay loyal to something no one else can see that keeps us in the world—our own self-worth.” *1
Anita Moorjani reiterates this same idea when she experienced her dramatic near-death experience. She shares what she heard clearly before coming back: “Your only work is to love yourself, value yourself and embody this truth of self-worth and self-love so that you can be love in action. That is true service, to yourself and to those who surround you.” The message continues with her, and she explains that by not loving ourselves, we are denying the part of God that expresses itself through us. *2
As Nepo says, that learning to love ourselves requires courage like none other because it seems to go against just about everything we’ve learned. But think about it, how can we be the expression of God’s love to others, if we don’t see that it is God himself who desires to shine that love through us? Hum! Now that’s something worth to ponder on.
*1 “The Book Of Awakening” by Mark Nepo page29
*2 “What If This Is Heaven?” by Anita Moorjani
Today the first words I write in my journal is a chant from the 60’s. “The whole world is watching.” I don’t think I must explain why with all the confusion and unrest in our county right now many of us are caught in the anxiety it’s created. But what is it about this chant that feels so familiar? “I’ll google it,” I say to myself. This being one of the things I like most about the instant information we have at our finger tips.
I’m taken back to a time in my life that was full of unrest between people’s feelings, rights and beliefs. While its true we’ve come a long way baby, we’re still dealing with the same issues today only on a different level of understanding or should I say misunderstanding.
Hum! I hear the words of my Dad echoing back to me from a far, “history has a habit of repeating itself Connie.”
As I ponder the thought of this repeated history I realize it’s bigger than any one person. It’s an accumulation of all of us. But I also see the correlation to my own repeated struggles. How they come back to haunt me, wearing a different disguise, and always playing out under a different scenario. Eventually I come to see the similarities, and the lesson that it holds within it. I ask myself at this point what is it that I need to change within myself to see what this lessons has to offer me. I know that none of us likes to think that we are a part of the problem, but if we hold onto anger, frustration and discontent we add to the ball of fire it creates. It’s not anyone else fault what we feel or choose to experience. Whatever goes on inside of us that isn’t already a part of who we are, enters in from the outside. It’s the people we associate with, the things we read, what we watch on TV, and stream of information that’s at our finger tips. It’s the faith we practice and political stance we follow. Wherever our thoughts are is where we’ll find ourselves.
So, what have I learned from the chant that was playing in my head? What was it trying to tell me about myself? I realize that I’m one tiny being among the many, but the whole world is still watching. The whole world is still affected by whatever I add or take from it. So if I want to see a change in world for the better good of all human kind, than I must be the change I want to see first.
So here we are at the end of this stressful election. I find myself wanting to take a shower to wash all the yucky negative feelings clinging to me like an infectious disease. After I dry off its time to go to work finding my way back to that peaceful place. Sometimes looking for the good that still exist all around me is like trying to find the hidden faces in the bigger picture. It takes time, concentration, commitment, focus and just a silver of faith to get me started. I begin to see clearly, but only because I’m now looking through the eyes of God. Each hidden face I find is like a different golden nugget. The more I collect the brighter my treasure chest shines shedding light on the bigger picture. I hope that my light shines bright enough that you might get a clearer view of the hidden treasure of goodness that still exist around you.
“Sunday’s With Ollie”
As I’m sitting nested in my favorite spot upon the couch I see everything and everyone who passes by. Being a dog, I bark because my first reaction is to protect my tribe. I don’t see people outside the window by what kind of human they are. My animal instinct simple goes into over drive and I’m ready for the attack is necessary. My Connie comes in to tell me to stop as my bark is very load and sometimes hurts her ears. She sits down beside me, and with her calming voice says, “they’re not hurting anyone Ollie. They have as much right to walk by our house as the next person because we live in a country that respects the rights of all humans.”
Being a dog I have no idea what that means, but I feel better because her voice is soothing, and her touch is gentle.
“I know you don’t understand Ollie. You see as humans unlike animals we’ve been given a wonderful mind to think with. So when we look out our windows, we are better able to articulate with clarity what we see. But we don’t just think with the “ego” mind that limits our thinking. We have a heart and soul in which to sieve our thoughts through. That ability brings kindness and love into view, so that there is no room for judgement without probable cause.”
It’s true as an animal the dog God made me less complicate then the human. All I can say is arf arf, that means “thank you” in people words. You know we learn from our people same as a child does by what we see and sense. As a dog, I can use my powerful senses to asses the situation for better or worse if given the chance. But it really depends on what we learn from our human friends that makes us like one kind over another.
All in all I feel safe, loved and understood for what I am, and I’m a dog. I think that makes me a pretty lucky dog indeed!