Nothing ever goes away until it has taught us what we need to know.” -Pema Chodron
I love painting pictures with my words. It starts when I’m trying to figure something out. I visualize what I’m thinking in an animated or metaphoric way that helps me make sense of it. So, what is my carpet bag of baggage?
It’s a rug big enough to fit all the stuff I’ve collect along the various journeys of my-life. It’s an ugly carpet, full of untruths, most of them having to do with my self-esteem. It’s all tied together with the black rope of fear. I’m so used to carrying it around that I don’t even feel how much it’s weighing me down most of the time. It’s in those moments when I’m paying attention to life that it falls off my shoulder. It’s a wonderful feeling as if I’ve sucked in some helium and I’m floating right above the ground. And I wonder why it can’t be like this all the time.
When the black rope of fear sees me happy it starts to untie itself around the carpet. Moving like a snake. Fear knows I’m afraid of snakes. It’s the way it gets my attention. As the carpet bag begins to slowly open all the dreadful demeaning voices jump around shouting me, me, me pick me. All it takes is for me to believe one demeaning thought of worthiness, and I’ll find myself standing upon the rug that fear uses, to pull the joy right out from under me.
But I’m seeing a little clearer now. They say, you have to see what needs changed, before you can change it. As the quote says about, “nothing goes away until it has taught us what we need to know.” I’m learning one thing for sure, that as big as fear looks, what lies on the other side of it is majestic.
Is it a bird! It’s a plane! No…it’s Lucy!
As I said in my last post entrée the thing I love most about my new family is making them happy. I’m learning that sometimes I can do things on purpose to make them laugh, and sometimes I make them laugh just by being me. Like this morning when I took a leap off the deck. I got a good run going around the deck first picking up speed then jumped, flying a few feet in the air. Now you have to I envision it in slow motion to appreciate the moment of my experience. Once I jumped I felt light as a feather, my hair blew back out of my eyes and I could see clearly certain things I couldn’t when I’m grounded. I mean just because I have all four paws on the ground doesn’t mean I can see and experience all there is in this new world I live in. I’m learning that there’s much more to see and feel than what meets the eyes alone. Things like humans laughing. I wonder where does it come from inside them? It’s catching and has a way of touching me inside that makes me happy and playful. I can’t burst out laughing like my people but I can express how it makes me feel inside with my actions.
Look how much fun I have with my Tom making both my Connie and him laugh.
Till next time,
“I’ll be home for Christmas”
You know this familiar song at Christmas time. It congers up all the wonderful comforting feelings that come with retuning “home” again. I don’t know about you, but one of my favorite things about going away on vacations is at the end when I walk through my front door. “Home!” ET pointed up toward the sky as he longed to find a way back to his planet. “I’ll be home for Christmas” those five words keep playing in my head, but with a different slant upon its meaning. It’s more of a coming back to that from which I’ve come in the spiritual sense.
Symbolically we all eventual leave home like the prodigal son wanting to explore and experience life for ourselves. There is a pull toward “something” unknown, and our need to find out what it is drives us. So we set out on our journey, getting lost along the way many times. Like the prodigal son ,we begin to wonder aimlessly until that longing for “something” leads us back to that from which we came, “home.” But like ET, our desperate need to find a way home looks impossibly. If we listen we can hear those five words playing in our head pointing the way that we long to go, “I’ll be home for Christmas. For it is in coming home for Christmas that we are reminded of why Jesus was born. He came to show us the way back home to where we belong. We all must come to that point when we long to come home once again for Christmas. Upon our return ,we realize what we’d been searching for all along was right here where we left it. What we realize at the time of our return is how necessary the journey away was. For it is only in the leaving that we learn what we had all along, and it is in the retuning that the meaning of “coming home for Christmas” is truly understood.
Today I choose good health, positive thinking, joy, happiness and the love of God who makes all things possible.
Here’s to the people who try their hardest to be good enough for everyone;
Who see the best in people even when others sees nothing but the worst.
To those who deserve so much more than they get in return.
To those who live the example of what they believe.
To those who try to be true to themselves that they may be true to others.
Here’s to the person who spends hours looking for the perfect quote;
The ones who’s hear the songs that play in their head as they think of the the things that touch their hearts.
Here’s to the people who look beyond their own pain that they might spread love, peace and joy instead of sadness and defeat.
Here’s to the people who are able to believe in the better good because they walk beside God who gives them the ability to think beyond the human ego.
I am grateful to have opened my eyes to a brand new day. To see, to love, to hold and embrace. To learn and grow and discover all the beauty that lies behind the fear and ugliness that try’s to take my joy away. Today I will choose love instead of fear.
Yes, as Piglet squeaked, “It’s today.”
“It’s my favorite day too, Pooh!”
Today I was reading about Grace. Not the person, but it’s many meanings. The very sound of the word congers up thoughts of beauty. “Amazing Grace how sweet thy name,” comes to mind. I once knew a friend who called God, Grace by name because it better expressed the gentle loving Creator she came to know in her life. Grace means many different things in the English language, religions, and to each individual. As I look up the word in Google I realize I could write a book on the subject itself. So I’ll just stick to what it’s come to mean to me in my life.
I have learned that God is not as complicated as we make Him. I experience His grace each time I remember that we are inner connected. He is not off somewhere apart from me. It is in Him, through Him, and with Him, that I am the authentic person He created me to be. It’s where I find my purpose, and everything falls together as it is meant to be. His grace is always sufficient, and the only time it becomes difficult is when I forget who I really am.
To find the joy in our journey can be like looking at a picture puzzle where you try to find the objects that are hidden within. We have to look beyond the past. Beyond that which clouds our view and sense of direction. Beyond what we think our future holds. Our journey begins right where we are standing, and the light allows us to see all the hidden joy within.
My reading today was about how important laughter is in our daily life. I can’t think of a better time to bring it into practice. As we contemplate all that is going on around us, we can feel an overwhelming sense of being violated inside and out. An unknown author put it well, “Laughter is to the soul, what soap is to the body.” That’s the way I feel sometimes, like I want to wash away all the ugliness from my mind, body and soul.
If laughter is so good for me than I wonder, how can I bring more laughter into my everyday life? Sometimes things can be so traumatic that you know you’ll never get through it unless you can find something to laugh about. It does take a bit of retraining of the mind to get ourselves unstuck from the seductive lure that drama pulls us into. So we have to work harder to find ways to experience the benefits laughter creates in our life, and when we practice it like anything else, it becomes easier to experience.
Do you ever wonder how many times you laugh in a day?
“Peace begins with a smile,” Mother Teresa said.
It’s true! Just go for a walk, and each person you pass by, look in the face, and say hello with a smile. Watch how their face lights up, simple because you took the time to make them feel as if they mattered.