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October 29, 2014 The nightly challenge #shericonaway #blogboost

What to write? It doesn’t happen as often any more, but tonight is one of those nights!

More often than not, I find myself with too much to say and the need to edit it down so the average person isn’t ready to close my blog after the first few lines. But tonight, I’m back to those wicked ways when nothing comes to mind. As I have missed my daily meditation the last two days as a result of my failure to seek my bed until far too soon before sun up, I’m going to attribute my lack of topic to a combination of sleep deprivation and missed down time.

The truth is, there is just too much going on in my mind right now to settle on a single or even a small number of topics. Monkey mind is in full swing.

I guess I’ve gotten so used to taking my hour or so to meditate every day that I hadn’t realized how much it settles me. this inadvertent science experiment I’ve perpetrated has proven that a little bit of down time with the brain quieted but not asleep is really necessary to maintain focus. It seems that my current work situation makes it even harder for me to manage to get certain tasks done on a regular basis.

I’ve learned that certain activities are extremely beneficial to focus. One is the aforementioned meditation, but exercise is also extremely helpful in dragging the mind back from the monkey bars or other recreational apparatus where it likes to go instead of focusing on work and study. The trick is to get it all in! My list of things which need to be done this week is growing exponentially, and I am running short of time. I need to get certain things out of the way by Friday, yet I want to get my workouts in too, so I find myself mentally juggling what I will and will not be able to manage.

It’s like a mental game of “Let’s Make a Deal”

“OK, I’m going to keep box number one, but trade door number 2 in for what’s behind that curtain. I need at least one more workout this week but have three things I need to get done tomorrow and an early night of dancing, so let’s shift the workout to Friday, do tasks A and B on Thursday, leaving the workout plus tasks C and D for Friday when dancing doesn’t begin until later. Wait a minute! Friday is going to require more time to dress because it’s Halloween! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

So tonight, you get a very short post because I’m going to get some sleep and be up early. Maybe then I’ll get a handle on this expanding universe of a To Do List.

Yes, everyone gets overwhelmed at one point or another. Like anything else, it isn’t the amount on your plate, it’s how you manage it and keep it from making you go nuts that matters. What’s your plan when the world gets too demanding?

My gratitudes tonight are:
1. I am grateful that I’m going to bed at a reasonable hour tonight.
2. I am grateful that I talked myself into going to the gym today.
3. I am grateful for the aches in my body that tell me I’m making progress.
4. I am grateful for my friend Stacy who joined my gym today and whose shining example of dedication to a workout plan is inspiring and nothing short of amazing.
5. I am grateful for abundance: Health, friendship, energy, motivation, inspiration, organization, love, joy, health and prosperity.

Namaste

 

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October 12, 2014 Recognizing depressive behavior patterns #sconaway #blogboost

When we’re doing something that doesn’t seem so far out of the ordinary, unless we look into our past.

At first, there didn’t seem to be anything out of the ordinary about this morning. I woke up about 8:00, went to the bathroom, drank some water, looked at the clock, and decided I wanted to sleep some more. It wasn’t that I was still tired, I simply didn’t want to start my day yet.

After laying down, getting up to throw a kitten out of the room, laying down again, and finally catching the second kitten and sending him out to join his brother, I settled back down with a pillow over my head to block out the sun and slept for another hour or so.

When Toby began expressing his displeasure with both his delayed breakfast and lack of access to the dry food, I looked at the clock again, deemed enough of the day gone, and started my day.

It wasn’t until I was dishing up cat food that it dawned on me. This was the same behavior I exhibited in the late 90’s, post divorce and post mom’s suicide when I was unambitiously trying to make a go of a bookkeeping business with clients who had simply fallen into my lap. I had recently parted ways with a company whose owner and management staff were more dysfunctional than any I’ve seen before or since. Being fired wasn’t really a surprise, nor a hardship as I’d been sick far too often with stress related issues. Although I ended up returning as a consultant when the woman he hired to replace me made a total mess of everything, it was on my terms and was, thankfully, short-lived.

But I digress. As time went on and I had less work to do, I found that I’d drag myself out of bed to get the girls to school, then crawl right back under the covers for another couple of hours. What I didn’t realize at the time, but do now, is that sleeping overmuch just because I don’t want to start my day is extremely unhealthy mentally. Even though I’m not feeling particularly sad, I know from experience that continuing to allow myself to follow this pattern will take me down a road I never want to see again, where motivation and caring about myself go by the wayside.

Fortunately, recognizing a negative behavior pattern and knowing when and how to nip it in the bud is about 90% of the battle. I know that I simply need to get busy and get moving. Whether it’s housework, gym routines, dancing in the living room or walking the neighborhood, my body needs more action than two nights of dancing.

Speaking of dancing, I’m continuing to experience an energy drain around 8:30 for no apparent reason. I didn’t really check with anyone else, but I know that a lot of folks left even earlier than I did last night. Even now, as I try to document the feelings, I am still not feeling a lot of energy. Instead, I’m feeling more like I need to pull these weird feelings out, hold them in my hands, twist them and turn them to get a better viewpoint, and analyze them to death, quite literally.

My rational mind, however, is getting louder by the minute as it tells me to get busy with something and shove those thoughts back into the handy little compartment where they’ve been for so many years. But then, I’ve been there before too. I bottled up my grief and guilt over my mom’s death for years until it came out explosively over something really minor. I’m not inclined to go there again either!

So what do you do with feelings which come back to haunt you?

If I learned nothing else form my healing training, I did learn that when feelings come back, you need to acknowledge them, recognize where they came from and ask for help in clearing them. The cause is long gone, maybe even forgotten, but some of the pain still lingers, like a ghost waiting for ties to be cut so it can leave the material plane. Even more, what triggered the return of those feelings? Why did they return at this specific moment in time?

I know where they were the last time, though I won’t swear that was the very beginning. In fact, I suppose these feelings started somewhere a lot further back and simply return as a result of some kind of trigger.

That will be my meditative task today. To identify the starting point, recognize the triggers and clear it all so I can go forward with a clear, happy mind and heart.

Do you know what triggers your depressive behavior patterns? Do you recognize them when they occur?

My gratitudes today are:
1. I am grateful that I’ve learned to recognize depressive behavior patterns in myself.
2. I am grateful that I no longer accept depressive behavior in myself and work on myself to clear the reasons and the results.
3. I am grateful for activities which regularly get me out of the house and around people, even when I am not in a particularly social mood.
4. I am grateful for daily conversations with my daughter. Sharing her new world is one of life’s many joys.
5. I am grateful for abundance: friendship, love, positivity, smiles, laughter, joy, motivation, inspiration, happiness, harmony, peace, health and prosperity.

Namaste

September 28, 2014 Do animals really react to our energies?

Have you ever wondered just how tuned in our pets really are to our moods and the energy we throw off?  I know I have!  I’ve spent a lot of time watching and marveling at how attuned they are to me, how compassionate they are when I just need someone close to tell me in their own quiet way that whatever it is will be ok.

They share the bed with us when we’re sick.  They push their noses into our hands when we cry.  But what about the times when we’re just doing something at one extreme of energy or another; take, for example, meditating.

It wasn’t until recently when I added two hyperactive kittens to my household that the answer became clear.  I had been noticing that when I sat down to do my daily meditation, the kittens would be doing their usual kitty 500 with obstacles (like vertical blinds, for example) at the beginning of my meditation.  Since I was able to get into a meditative state anyway, I’d been chalking it up to my ability to tune them out.  I couldn’t have been more wrong.  I finally realized that the truth was, as I sank into that meditative, calm, relaxed state, the kittens calmed down too!  By the time I left that state, they were either sleeping beside me or on my lap, completely limp!

There’s also a certain amount of give and take which occurs. For example, if I’m especially restless and having trouble calming my mind, invariably, at least one will be nearby, purring loudly until the calmness sets in. When I seal my field before I begin, everyone becomes part of my protected space. The most extraordinary times are when I’m doing a self-healing.

Headaches seem to be the hardest to self-heal for me. I think it has something to do with focusing too hard while I’m trying to relax. Opposites, in this case, do not attract! While Dylan will be purring softly behind my head, Munchkin and Scrappy Doo fight for pride of place on my lap. Today, however, as I was doing some self-healing and even pulling information from past lives, Scrappy planted himself on my chest and purred as if his life depended on it! Needless to say, the session was highly successful and I released a lot of tension from my neck and shoulders.

The single most amazing experience with feline energy boosting, though, was when I had a miserably painful migraine. Nothing I did was relieving the pain until Toby put his paws on my chest and just licked my temple where the pain was centered. In the very next instant, the migraine was completely gone!

The classes I’ve taken and the books I’ve read didn’t come close to the reality of how we and our animals can impact the energy fields of others. Only two things are really needed, in my experience. There must be a desire to be healed on the part of the recipient (which can, of course, be yourself) and there must be a focused energy which passes between the parties. This is not a case where you can give it half of your attention. No, you must truly believe that what you are healing is already healed! Only then will energies combine and make it so.

I spent the better part of what would have been my father’s 85th birthday, but was, instead, a little over 13 years after he passed,  doing genealogy research with the help of a friend who is simply brilliant when it comes to tracking down obscure facts and connections. It got pretty exciting as we found family ties which had seemed to elude us. I was able to add an extra layer to both sides of my family in the process. Though I still have holes I would really like to fill, I will wait to see if some reaching out I’ve done yields more information. One of the sites my friend led me to was a 40 year effort by a man to trace a family back to Turkey. In that compilation, I found my maternal grandmother and her family, my parents, my cousins and even my daughters! I was awestruck by the connections this man had compiled through many years of research, and contributions from many of those family members. I believe the number is well over 6,000 and he cross-referenced everyone. You could search by your own last name or your spouse, and do the same for every member of the family who was part of this line!

After spending just a day working at this project, I have a huge amount of respect for the people who do it regularly. It can be tedious and frustrating with a plethora of wrong turns and dead ends, but it’s also very rewarding when you can fill in several levels. Though this isn’t something I would have thought I’d find interesting, the prospect of finding the connection between my family and one with the same surname is very enticing. It is even moreso because of a man who contacted me after my grandfather’s death, claiming he was his brother. I had no reason to question it at the time, and, as it happens, he was the grandfather of the woman I just connected with, but everything I’ve found so far supports the fact that my grandfather was an only child! This man had a brother and several sisters. So what is the real connection? Did the families merge as a result of emigration? Did they share a home for awhile until everyone got on their feet? And if so, who sponsored who? I’m eager to see how this mystery unfolds!

I’m reeling myself in before going off on another tangent. It’s after midnight and my brain is rushing at warp speed in many directions, much like the squirrels who played tag in my tree today, beneath a canopy of wildly flying crows. I leave you, dear readers, with tonight’s gratitudes:
1. I am grateful for mysteries to solve, a brain to be challenged and a friend who can guide me while getting as excited as I am about the chase.
2. I am grateful for everything I learned today, as well as for the questions I turned up in the learning.
3. I am grateful for opportunities to challenge and train my brain in new directions. It can only help my writing.
4. I am grateful for story ideas which are jumping like beans in boiling water. They may not all land, but they sure give me food for thought.
5. I am grateful for abundance: ideas, friendship, challenges, mysteries, dreams, hopes, love, kindness, happiness, health, harmony, peace and prosperity.

Namaste

September 20, 2014 In the waning hours before the dark dawn of a new day.

Tonight’s title sounds a bit ominous, doesn’t it? But all I really mean is that I began tonight’s post at 11:57, just before my computer and WordPress will tell me that it is now tomorrow, despite the fact that it is dark as pitch outside, hardly what I would consider the dawn of a new day! As often happens, I sat down to write tonight’s post, my mind a blank as to what the topic would be or what might come from my fingers. But today has been a good day for writing and idea flow, so why should my blog be exempt from such fortuitous energy?

I finally sat myself down in front of the computer, a picture in my mind of the scene I wished to set, and lo and behold, the words flowed! (That was accidental poetry, I assure you. My poetic talents are the stuff of which literary nightmares are made which is why I stick with prose.) Suddenly, I found that ideas where coming so hard and fast, it was all I could do to keep up, much less put them in an order which resembled sensible. Even while I meditated, drove to my Saturday night dance spot, and sat chatting with friends, the ideas still flowed. Thank goodness for the notes function in my phone, else some of those ideas would now be lost in the ether. I’ve learned that if I want to save something that just pops into my head, I’d best jot it down somewhere before it is overtaken by 27 more random thoughts and ideas. Though for some reason, the ones which came when I was trying to meditate managed to stick with me until I once again sat before the computer and got them down. Persistent little devils they were!

At any rate, I believe I resolved my editorial issues with obsolescence, but will know more over the next couple of days. That isn’t to say that I won’t override opposition to my solution, if I feel strongly enough about it. Clearly, the things I’ve re-done, when met with criticism/opposition were not strong enough to justify my full and complete support of their continued existence. Such is the writer’s life. Constantly having to justify our logic in including this detail or that.

I’m also learning that the reader’s perspective, especially when that reader is critiquing my work, is definitely relevant. A reader who read very little as a child will have a very different perspective on things than I, who read as voraciously then as I do now, would. They may have little experience with the type of story I’m choosing to write, so I must take that into consideration when sifting through their critique and suggestions. Regardless of their perspective, I am sure to glean a few gems from what they have to say, and as such, am working hard to keep my mind and eyes open to be sure I don’t overlook anything which might be useful now or somewhere down the line.

To be sure, in just the last week, I have learned a great deal, including the realization that the seeming compliment about my editorial abilities was probably not a compliment at all, but the speaker’s attempt at humor because he was unimpressed with my contribution to the read and critique. Even when I’ve had several books published, there will always be those who are unimpressed with my work, and that is very much their right. It is also my right to refrain from taking what they say to heart, so we both leave happy.

For now, the biggest lesson I’m learning is to listen a lot, take a few notes and walk away a little wiser. Then, take what I’ve learned and try to implement what will make my own work better. At this point in my process, I do not expect rave reviews over what is clearly still a rough draft of the final product. What I do expect is honesty. If I let my feelings be hurt by someone who is notably unimpressed by my first serious efforts, I am not only following the wrong path, but I’m taking their words personally. The topic under discussion is the words I’ve put on paper, not me as a human being. And while I’m on the subject, what others think of me as a human being is really none of my business. They are entitled to their thoughts, no matter how unflattering they might be to me. I only have a problem if I start believing those unflattering thoughts!

One lesson I have learned very well is to look myself in the mirror several times a day and remind me how special and wonderful I am. I might, at times, also accompany my words with a “You’re looking especially good today!” despite the fact that I know full well that appearances are merely illusions. But as I immerse myself in the mindset of “Author”, why not also immerse myself in the mindset of “You look Mah-velous, Dahlink!”

There was a song in the play “The King and I” which has taken on new meaning for me lately. In the song, she sings “Whenever I feel afraid, I hold myself erect, and whistle a happy tune so no one will suspect I’m afraid.” It goes on to say “…the happiness in my tune convinces me that I’m not afraid.” That pretty much sums up my current attitude. I convince myself that I am an author or I’m worthy or any number of things, and before I know it, I have risen to the occasion. Not only that, as I, like a butterfly, emerge from the cocoon of disbelieving, I find that my energy is better, my posture improves and I just feel taller, lighter, stronger…all of the things which go along with the self-portrait I allowed myself to grow into.

Confidence is a funny thing. In order to have it, you have to be confident, but to be confident, you must have confidence in yourself. Rather a Catch-22 if you ask me. What is happening in your life at a particular moment might not be the best confidence booster, but the key, I believe, is not to focus on what is going on in the moment, but on what you expect to be going on in another moment or two. In other words, you create a reason to be confident and the confidence itself will follow.

Thus, I am confident in my ability to be a successful writer/author, and abracadabra, it is done! Try it yourself! You’ll be amazed at the results. All you really have to do is believe!

My gratitudes tonight are:
1. I am grateful that I have learned to believe.
2. I am grateful for criticism as it teaches me about what I’m doing as well as more about myself as a person. It’s all in how we respond to suggestions for improvement, regardless of how they might be wrapped.
3. I am grateful for a wonderful night of dancing with my friends.
4. I am grateful that the words have begun to flow more readily, and that I realized I needed to take a couple of steps back to allow the blocks to clear.
5. I am grateful for abundance: inspiration, creativity, friendship, love, support, imagination, confidence, harmony, peace, health and prosperity.

Namaste

August 31, 2014 At a loss for words

Today, I have no words. My mind is a complete blank. I don’t know if it’s the result of finally finishing the first edit on my book and my mind taking a break before diving into my next project, or if it’s just one of those occasional nights when I just don’t have anything to say. It’s not that my mind isn’t filled with thoughts; so much so, that my meditation was completely lucid today. It’s more like I have so very many thoughts chasing each other around in my head, that nothing stays put long enough for me to grasp it.

Whatever the cause, I have hopes that things will settle by tomorrow so I can decide which of the many projects I’ve had sitting on the back burner will now have it’s turn to have the flame lit under it. Until then, I will, as always, leave you with my gratitudes:

1. I am grateful that I have completed one of my many projects.
2. I am grateful that opportunities are making themselves known now that I’ve cleared the deck a bit.
3. I am grateful for a little down time before the avalanche begins again.
4. I am grateful that the Universe is always showing me that it hears my desires and intentions, and will bring them to me when the time is right, and always, bigger and better than my own imagination can conjure.
5. I am grateful for abundance; inspiration, motivation, opportunities, health, harmony, love, purpose, joy, happiness, peace and prosperity.

Namaste

August 23, 2014 Striking out in a new (old) direction

Yes, Virginia, you are what you eat!

Yesterday, when I finally dragged my lazy, unmotivated self out to do some much-needed grocery shopping, it occurred to me in one of those lightbulb flashing, aha moments, that part of the problem with my lack of energy and motivation was directly related to the way I’d slacked off on healthy eating habits. For the last few weeks, I’ve opted for the quick and easy route of dry cereal and dried fruit with a coffee chaser. As my body had been used to either a cup of yogurt or, better still, a veggie scramble and some fruit, I think I inadvertently threw myself into a version of starvation mode. Worse, still, was my hit or miss habit of taking my daily vitamins and supplements. What’s a poor, abused body to do but shut down and want more and more sleep?

Today begins my return to those good, healthy habits.

My shopping trip to Underwood Farms and Trader Joe’s yesterday garnered a great many fresh fruits and vegetables, NO cereal, a bag of raw almonds for munching, and only mini fruit and cream bars from the ice cream case. I also didn’t stock up on a bunch of between-meal snacks as my protein rich diet will find me less inclined to require such things, as will increased movement in the form of gym visits, housework, and (*gasp*) maybe even yard work! Day 1 of the change is going well, so far. I was actually excited to go into the kitchen to chop veggies and whip up my special scramble. I feel pleasantly full and, with breakfast finished, my teeth are brushed and vitamins and supplements swallowed. I also don’t feel as edgy and twitchy as I have for the last few days. (OK, lot’s of “I’s” in there, and really, though it isn’t readily apparent, efforts are being made to use the word less here!) It seems that the “experts” are right about keeping those vitamin and mineral levels elevated.

Hermit mode continues

As the day went on, reading a book and snuggling with the cats, the feeling of needing to avoid crowds intensifies. It’s not people in general which are off-putting, but many people in one place. Not to mention that my usual haunt is a bit energetically tainted right now, so I have to figure out how to better shield myself until the taint wears off. It’s not as if I can smudge the place, as it isn’t my space to smudge. The extra-attentiveness of the cats tells me that, on an energetic level, I’d be wise to trust my feelings. In the last couple of days, Toby and Munchkin, especially, have gone from laying on my lap or stomach to laying over my heart. Scrappy is planting himself closer to my heart chakra as well. As cats (as well as dogs and other animals) are far more sensitive to energetic shifts than we silly, desensitized humans are, I’ve learned that it is wise to heed their changes in behavior, and to watch for signs of what is causing the change. Those changes are easier to ferret out in a more quiet environment, so I have to believe that my sudden and complete aversion to larger groups of people is directly related.

Meditation brings unusual visions

Today’s meditation began with a request that clarification be given for the last week or so of strange, vivid dreams and weird feelings. Almost immediately, an image of a large man wearing jeans and suspenders, and carrying something large over his shoulder, popped into my head. What followed was words like “support”, “strength”, “lifting of weight”. I took these to mean that some sort of financial transaction was coming my way which would “fill the coffers” so to speak, and allow me more freedom to relax and continue pursuing the dreams which are taking rather longer than anticipated to come into fruition. (isn’t that always the case?) Whatever is coming will shore me up for awhile and allow me to fully focus on the things I need to do to make those dreams a reality.

As the day drew to a close, the unthinkable happened. I chose a quiet evening at home over my usual dance night. But all things considered, it was exactly what was needed, and the cats are quite happy with the decision. Let’s hope the week of Hermit-dom is drawing to a close now, but if not, that there will be some serious productivity coming out of it!

My gratitudes tonight are:
1. I am grateful for a quiet night at home.
2. I am grateful for answers to the questions which puzzle me.
3. I am grateful for nights of quiet, dreamless sleep.
4. I am grateful to my guides and Higher Self who do their darndest to keep me on track.
5. I am grateful for abundance: health, time, harmony, love, prosperity.

Namaste

August 22, 2014 Keep your options open…nothing is going as planned

Some days, it just doesn’t pay to make plans you might be too attached to

I don’t know about you, but every so often, The Universe throws me one of those days that says “if you have anything you’re really attached to doing today, you might as well kiss it good-bye!” Today was definitely one of those days. After another night of really crazy dreams (would you believe, digital timers embedded in peoples’ wrists?) I spent overlong snuggling with the cats, and even Toby decided to behave himself and not be obnoxious about his delayed breakfast! In fact, he was snuggled beside me when I finally decided I’d slept/dozed/dreamed/cuddled long enough. By then, it was after 11!

When I finally sat down at my computer, I noticed that the Wireless light on my modem was, once again, dark. Heaving a huge sigh, I mentally prepared myself to sit on hold with AT & T tech support for at least a half hour. Much to my amazement, after punching the requisite number of things into the keypad and answering several yes/no questions, I got a real person. OK, he was probably in India, by his accent, but his English was clear, and better still, when I told him I’d already run the diagnostics and didn’t need to sit on the phone while he ran them again, he immediately determined that the problem was with my modem and arranged for a technician to come by…not in a day or two, but in the next 4 hours! This kind of service from AT & T is utterly unheard of, but incredibly welcome! Even better, my window was 12-4 and the technician was here by 3, did a couple of tests and had the whole thing fixed and reset to my same settings within about 15 minutes! Having come out of my meditation with the tell-tale squirrelly vision of an impending migraine, I couldn’t have been happier, as it gave me time to lay back with my eyes closed and prevent the worst of the headache from materializing.

Of course, the whole thing caused a change in how I’d planned my day as I didn’t dare leave the house until the technician came. Thus, I made my trip to the local farm around 4:30, heading back (and, thankfully, avoiding the freeway) after 5:00. This is not a good thing on any weekday, but today, in particular, it proved rather more than simply difficult. As I tried to avoid hitting all of the signals on a particular section of the main drag, I found my progress blocked, and changed my route three times before finally getting back to the freeway and Trader Joe’s. Shortly after I made the decision to avoid the freeway entrance where I was, the radio announced that there had been a fatal accident right near that on ramp. Not only did it explain the logjam, but it meant that there would be little to no traffic between the next on ramp and my destination.

At any rate, rather later than I’d planned, I came home to restock my larder for another week of home made meals, a little worse for wear after fighting my way through the unusually heavy traffic as people sought alternate routes to get around the accident. I was given reason, yet again, to be thankful for living in a town where people are actually reasonably courteous on the road most of the time. Making a left turn onto my street involved crossing the line of cars trying to avoid the freeway. A pickup truck and a Mini were kind enough to leave the way clear so I could pass.

Even hanging in bed for longer than I’d intended proved interesting as I overheard someone saying that they should just call me to either clean up some kind of mess or deal with a lack of personnel to perform some tasks. Either way, if accurate, it would prove lucrative for me, and allow still more time for me to establish myself as a writer, rather than an accountant. As this one felt really strong, I will be watching to see what the next week or so brings.

The strange, uncomfortable, change charged energy I’ve been feeling all week seems to be in full-swing now. Yet, I find myself needing to sleep longer. Which of course begs the question: Will I be finding myself grateful for stocking up on sleep in the near future?

Remembering to make requests in broad strokes

As I meditated today, I kept cautioning myself to be as unspecific as possible in my requests to the Universe, and, several times, had to do an “Accept, acknowledge, release” when specifics crept into my thoughts. At the risk of a migraine, I think I was, ultimately successful at avoiding trying to guide the Universe’s hand in answering my requests. It’s difficult to keep from saying I want work from this source or that source, but I know that it will be better in the long run to leave those details to Source, who sees more of the big picture than I can. My latest mantra really is “I am exactly where I’m supposed to be right now.” If pressed, I’ll even admit that I’ve had several indications that this is so, even while others might give me temporary cause for concern. In the end, all will definitely be well!

My gratitudes tonight are:
1. I am grateful for kind, considerate people.
2. I am grateful for days which don’t turn out as planned.
3. I am grateful for the company of my cats who seem to be about as much as I can take at the moment.
4. I am grateful for my faith in the Universe and its intentions, as it has our best interests at heart, even when things seem dark and scary.
5. I am grateful for abundance: love, health, happiness, lessons, challenges, joy, harmony, peace and prosperity.

Namaste

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