For the last several weeks I
have gone crazy. That madness included not sending a message out to you. For those
who inquired about the reason(s) you weren’t hearing from me – thank you for
thinking of me and accept my apology for not alerting you.
We are putting our house on the
market. We interviewed realtors to choose one for the Listing Agreement and were
trying to get all sorts of odds and ends fixed up for the photo shoot and
virtual tour that need to accompany the MLS listing. It was a crazy time. For
example, one morning I was to do some pruning in the yard, some minor furniture
repairs, and then … my sciatic back went
out. I was scheduled to go to a family reunion in Indiana, and I became focused
on getting my back repaired by my chiropractor for the trip. The pruning and
furniture repair stayed on my list of things to do. In this process I simply
missed getting the intervening messages out.
Things are settling down a bit
now, but I am exhausted. We went from room-to-room discussing what needed to be
done. All the accumulated “chores” began mounting up and my notes on my yellow
legal pad began to look like chickens had walked through red ink and had fought
off a rooster while still on my note pad. I got short with my wife and she got
short with me. Since the two of us, standing on the other’s shoulders just might reach the bottom threads of the
net of a basketball hoop, we don’t have a lot of height from which to get short.
It was tense at times to say the least.
I truly wish I could share with
you that, as these tense times came and went, I completed my chores while simply
observing my thoughts, smiling with the grace and serenity of the Dalai Lama,
and silently chanting “OOOOOMM” to myself.
All I can share with you now is
that the last two messages of August I sent – listening to my heart – were
totally violated by me.
My reality? The last thing on my
mind was to connect to the Oneness of nature by listening to my heart. I was
too edgy, too goal oriented working from my “to-do” list, too nervous, and too
worn-out. Until we get a satisfactory contract, my punctuality in getting these
weekly missives published will probably suffer. I am apologizing in advance,
should that happen.
There is a sentence (in fact,
many of them!) in A Course in Miracles (ACIM) that states: “The memory of God comes to the quiet mind.
It cannot come where there is conflict, for a mind at war against itself
remembers not eternal gentleness.” [T-23-I-1:1-2] Certainly, the picture I
have painted of myself over the last several weeks is not one of eternal
gentleness.
If you also have difficulty at
times trying to calm yourself and your thoughts to allow for some refreshing
quiet time, all I can say, based on my less-than-stellar example, is “Welcome to
my world – Sometimes.”
Although I personally would give
myself a D+ in remembering how to become quiet and still, listening for the
whispers of my Spirit Guide, I will urge you to try to relax and enjoy the most
difficult journey you’ll ever take – the trip that will take you from
head-thinking to heart-absorption. Simply practice being the observer of your
thoughts and, in that stillness, listen for the whispers of your Holy Spirit.
Although these messages are
mostly for me, thanks for listening. As always – feel free to forward this
message to your friends, family, and those accompanying you on your spiritual
journey.
Don
#1 Sep 2015
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