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The Grace Of Receiving

Something to do.  My mind pulls for something to do.  Is it pulling to get away?  I don’t know, but it has an early morning sense of restlessness.  My mind jumps around trying to latch onto something.

When the mind is searching, I can feel the physical tension; the cricky neck, and the tight right side.  When I notice it and become aware, it seems to open up physical space within my body.  In fact, when I think about receiving, taking in the moment as if I am a cup and each moment is filling and giving to me, I flinch from my right side, the tension releasing.  Things my eyes capture, are they gifts coming straight into my heart?

Love For The Dancing Mind

Always looking for a way to make things better.

What if everything, I mean everything was the best it could possibly be in each moment, but our minds travel away and miss it?  Each time it doesn’t see it because it is somewhere else.

Jumping in to stop what we don’t prefer is like jumping into a small pond to stop a ripple.

What if everything is perfect and full of surprises already?

7 Perception Shifting Books

Information has an amazing ability to transform our choices and illuminate our own knowingness.  At the same time, information can keep us suspended in this middle space of never being enough.  We see a headline promoting something, and we think, I want that because I don’t feel like I have it in my life.  We place our hope in learning about something to get away from something we don’t like about ourselves.  It’s easy to implement practices or methods to escape.  Escape from what makes us uncomfortable, what makes us feel insecure, ashamed, fearful, sad, or angry.  If we are not careful, we spend our days acquiring information to rid ourselves of things that have the potential to be our most prominent teachers.  Meanwhile, those same things we perceive as obstacles keep showing up in different places with different faces trying to get our attention.

Problems

The sense of problems niggles at me.  I can’t help but question, what is all this thinking, all this judgment, all this monotony, this constant striving to get somewhere at some point – it is like a treadmill.  I have watched repetitive habit energies circling my body, brain, and emotions.  Survival tactics, looking into the deep dark chasm of anger and fear.  My emotions and thinking they run towards the hills, they wonder, wander and wobble.

Sometimes I think I am alone, with only words to explain and yet the words seem so limited.  They do not feel expansive enough to express the inexpressible.  However, that is the limitation that constricts the expression.  They are the color we add to the world.  Bombarded by them everywhere.  Some words are filled with fear, some longing, desire, yearning, empty, sad, angry, and frustrated.  The emotions seem rooted deeper than the words can offer as their form of expression.

Learning To Let Go Through The Body

To be in the moment but not of the moment. To accept my Self fully.  To embrace the physical manifestations of choice and responsibility.  To let go.  To accept the hanging on is something I am doing. To let go the gripping, holding, and stuck turns to freedom, flexibility, and malleable movement.  

The Energetic Transposition Between Thought and Muscles

Have you ever looked at a skeleton and seen the amount of space that exists within the human body without the muscles, tendons, cartilage, etc.?  The amount of space between the bones is beyond expansive than what I typically feel within the movement of my body.

Bones are denser than muscles, yet often times it feels as if the muscles are denser then bones internally.  A tight back, an achy neck, a stiff shoulder, and on and on.  Yet the muscles are actually malleable.

Finding Love In All Things, The Shadows And The Colors

Getting up in the morning a list begins in my head.  Who hasn’t done what I want them to?  Check, check, check.  Mentally, an uncontrollable litany of resentments flows through my mind.  I used to try to push them away.  My heart knows I really don’t dislike any of that list that flows through my mind but pushing them away makes them louder.

Moving Away From Labels And Towards Humanity

In America, we celebrate labels which only emphasize separation all the more.  It sets the stage to believe those labels mean anything; the first woman president, the first black president, the first black woman to win a race.

Although these are milestones that reflect changes in society of “moving forward” and “acceptance”  I feel deeply their reflection of acceptance is in and of itself a deep-seated belief in labels and that somehow they are important to the accomplishment at hand.