Can someone please tell me just what is enough? What is a big enough house, or how much is enough food to be able to live in health? And why are there those living with very little who manage to be happy, and then there are those who live in excess who are miserable? And then there are those who simply don’t have enough and they live in despair, and there are those with a surplus who are celebrating their good fortune… And then there is everyone in-between, fluctuating with gratitude and trust, allowing, resisting, judging, surrendering. And then, and I’m still wondering about this— there are people who don’t have access to clean drinking water, while I take luxurious baths with candles, and epsom salt and essential oils, and I really can’t understand why this disparity exists…. It’s a good thing we humans are so resilient. Otherwise all this variety could really make us lose our minds.
A girlfriend said, Hey, if we start tomorrow Day 48 will be the start of the Chinese New Year. How amazing is that? I said Let’s do it. So starting tomorrow We will be sharing what we’re grateful for. If you want a boost in your health and happiness levels, you can join us! Warning: Practicing gratitude may lead to better relationships Increased vitality and Deeper Satisfaction with life. You have been warned!
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She stopped. Sat down. Breathed. Ventured within. As her shoulders relaxed away from her ears She could hear the same old fears rattling around her brain, clamoring for attention. She dropped her awareness deeper, all the way down into her belly. There she felt the ancient tension of the ones who struggled for survival, the ones who toiled and strained and numbed their pain with the fruit of the vine again and again. Then she prayed, calling in the Angels, The Teachers, The Wise Ones, The Guides, The Ascended Masters, The Well Ancestors: Thank you for being present. Thank you for holding me in your Matrix of Light. Thank you for rewiring my neural circuitry. Thank you for restructuring my DNA. Thank you for helping me to see what needs to be seen, do what needs to be done, hear what needs to be heard, forgive what needs to be forgiven, heal what needs to be healed… Breath by breath, forward and backward, across all time and all space, eventually she sits complete within herself in the center of this Universal Mandala feeling and knowing ALL IS WELL.
Slowing down, taking time… Body run down says Stop. Rest. I listen. I rest as much as I can in between classes. It would be so easy to blame. To go back into victim mode and complain about the upheaval. But that’s not congruent with who I am. Who I am is strong. Who I am is loving. Who I am is resourceful, creative, inspired. Who I am is kind. So instead of looking out and blaming, I look in and ask, What can be done now? My body says Rest. I listen. I rest.
More progress… Was able to pay the dentist right after having my teeth cleaned (not cheap, out of pocket) when the last two times before today I had to say Please mail me the invoice. Thinking ahead about finding enough work I reached out to my colleagues and asked them to consider me if they needed coverage for their classes. I cooked an amazing dinner for myself and my kids and ate heartily (yes, the woman who was diagnosed with anorexia a year and a half ago, who was down to 98 lbs, yes, that woman ate well and enjoyed her food) And the biggest progress of all: I feel good. Let me say that again: I FEEL GOOD Hallelujah, I FEEL GOOD!
I was talking with a friend about wealth… She said that I am far wealthier than some ultra wealthy people who have amassed incredible material wealth. She said that I am far wealthier than they in terms of my ability to feel happy and fulfilled and to experience peace in the present moment… And I got to thinking about my two children, how bright, and healthy and beautiful they are, and my yoga and meditation practice, my work teaching yoga, the talents God has given me to write, to draw, to sing, to move with my heart. I thought about my bank account, and although it’s presently modest, I can feel grateful and proud about how hard I’ve been working to achieve financial stability, several months of sobriety under my belt, maintaining consistency in my spiritual practice, gratitude journaling every night, pausing and appreciating nature in its many forms, the changes of the seasons, the fact I can see and hear and smell and taste and touch this present moment, alive in my body, alive all around me… And the connection, the human connection that my work gives me, spending time with beloveds who actually choose me as their teacher, who come back not because they have to, but because they want to— And I realize that yes, yes indeed— I am ultra wealthy.