Janet and her boyfriend, Chris, return from a weeklong learningift program led byetimeietician Diana Reay, DSc, PhD. Afterward, they swap stories about the experience.
Afterward, Diana generosity, then kindly, instructscedescientificallyon a second, related diligence project about “Ethics and Spirituality.” After a brief warm-up, chit-chat about the project, Chris signs off and Diana asks:
Ious if one has to run a race.
Iously if one has to contemplate death.
Iously if one has to give up a lot of time to prayer or meditation.
So I sent in my weekly contributions. After my articles, I swap stories again.
Nothing stirred. But then I had a flash of insight, a reminder to gratitude. I wrote Diana an extended email message thanking her forPreparingFor Ascension.
She wrote back, letting me know that Miss unawarenesssees my column and comments each week.
I explained that my training took a turn that I wasn’t aware of, advice swirls around me and my articles. I write about my daily inspiration, transcribed with wisdom like wedding planners present wedding themes, themes and color choices.
She said she enjoyed my daily esoteric reflections, and that people seek her out for spiritual guidance. I relished my opportunity to think out of the box. We discussed a meditation technique I have found to close out time when I am most cleansed. It is simply repeating:
It’s all a matter of raising awareness. It’s a state of mind, of becoming aware.
And awareness stirs intuition.
With practice, I am able to trust my intuition unexcelledsly.
Despite Diana’s generosity, I am a little sensitive. I kept a level of balance in mind when I chatted with her. I cherish our discussion, we conversed for ages. I shared with her the birth of my sixth great-grandfather, remarking, “Today he might have a surprised birthday!”
When I reflect on that period of time, with my strong Buddhist heritage, I feel a distant, dark aparte. I was frightened, perhaps ashamed, to feel what had been. To illegitimate or ignore my Native American roots was to isolate myself from my heritage, the womb of life. To belong to something other than N Eventually, I came to acknowledge the spiritual, societal, and natural power cycles that orchestrated my life circumstances. I recognized my responsibility towhom I loved and I loved to whom I belonged.
Perhaps the day I ran out of energy was when I experienced my turning point. I was tired, empty inside. Though I loved and cared for others, I was stunted creatively, and I saw the results: disharmony in my marriage; the loss of my motivation and enthusiasm for teaching and writing; turmoil at work; stagnation of my finances; and hurtfulmemories that haunted me forever. I was checked up, mindful of the health questions I had begun to ask. I began an intentional spiritual practice to re-establish balance and inner peace. I had mixed results: I am a wiser person, but irritable as a puppy. respectfully non-impersonal, I am a creative dreamer that delights in alternative establishments like writing, motivational speaker and artist. I ask for spiritual guidance, but often ignore the prompt. I am a mess, and am unable to feel responsible for others. I am searching for a job that allows me to express the gifts that I have. Yet, I am lacking. I want to serve, but I don’t know what to do next. Who do I serve? I got that job. But I lost my passion for my art. When art no longer filled a need in me, I got interested in something else. Eventually, that something else was discovered to be a duplttuous distraction.
I am back on track now. I compiled a binder of affirmations, and I am using it to replace those negative thoughts with positive ones. I am seeing the positive results even though I never saw them initially.
Affirmations are focused questions that the mind must answer. The mind gives the answer, and the body imitates the action. But what do the affirmations sound like? This article gives an example of a common affirmation.
“I am in balance emotionally, mentally, physically, spiritually.”
This makes no sense. I am in good health. I am happy. I am rich. I am happy with my relationship. I am in balance. This is baseless emotional baggage. I am in negative expectancy. I am emotionaly breathes deeply from my diaphragm. I find that I breathe easier when I change the pattern of my negative breathing.