Between Monday morning and this morning, I created a learning experience for myself. It concerns the extraordinary value of repeatedly making tiny incremental changes as a method of shifting my vibrational set point. When I am working on a task, it is important to finish it while stopping critical thoughts and judgements. What happens next is my shift into a more receiving mode of mind. Suggestions for small improvements float to the surface, the creative project moves forward with greater ease and satisfaction.
Three days ago, I created an illustration of a rose as the graphic for the day’s post in my “Kicking the Tires.” Although it provided me with a nice practice piece to improve my skill with Illustrator, it was a boring graphic. Today, inspiration called, and I made a series of tiny tweaks to the original piece that resulted in a more interesting illustration.
It will very rewarding to use that same process for creating my desired life of accomplishment, creativity and satisfaction. I delayed so many life gratifications because I derailed myself with self-judgement and critical thinking. I was forever comparing myself to others, and my creative work to that of others-and coming up short. Many good ideas were dropped, and many projects abandoned because of the anger and depression generated by my self-criticism.
And the Good News Is. . .
The good news is I have found a more fun and a more effective way of proceeding on my creative journey; one that enhances my momentum.
This morning, I woke up with genuine excitement about my life washing over me. Yesterday was such a success as a result of maintaining the day’s intention for the day: operate in a zone of quiet satisfaction.
Quiet satisfaction about small tasks, quiet satisfaction from engaging in mundane daily tasks. Focusing on the thought that satisfaction in daily tasks creates satisfaction in all things.
I really love the morning meditations, and the morning immersion in the humorous wisdom of Abraham. My life feels filled with richness as if it were wrapped in velvet, and cashmere, and damask silks.
I know absolutely that my life forward will be filled with wondrous things, because I find that it is already filled with wondrous things. It is filled with wondrous things because I am creating them as being wondrous things. I am using the power of NOW to choose the better feeling thought, and to choose the point of view that wondrous things surround me.
Yesterday was filled with some great moments of releasing resistance. There was a series of garden tasks waiting for completion. I felt resentment accompanied by a series of thoughts saying, “these tasks are standing the way of you doing what you really want to do.” Remembering my intention to release resistance, I focused on completing the tasks in as focused a manner as I could muster.
I began to enjoy what I what doing; I watched my surroundings tidy themselves. I felt the energy flowing. In a very short time, the tasks were all completed. I felt good and I was free to write and study as I wanted to do.
It feels so good see clearly and to feel strongly the ways I have resisted, and pinched off my connection to Source Energy, or as I prefer to call it: Universal mind. The important thing is to simply recognize it a simple error. It is an error that corrects itself as I look forward and move forward.
I can say with certainty that NOT allowing myself to move forward focusing on the day, and deliberately moving myself in the direction of feeling good is a wasted day. Wasted days are not days where nothing gets done. Wasted days are days where I don’t focus on feeling good and flowing energy.
Wasted days are days where I don’t reach for alignment, followed by enjoyment from being engaged in what I am doing.
Everything from the day before is gone; it’s vanished, and its vibrations are over. All that I want to retain is moments of feeling good. Yesterday’s best moments were listening to Abraham. Happiness is clarity about the huge gap between the happiness I am feeling in this moment and the amount of happiness stockpiled in the vortex. It’s happiness I can access through deliberate application of allowing.
It’s True; Happiness is a Choice
Just saying that I have the ability to allow is upbeat. Just knowing that I can choose to be receptive is upbeat. Just knowing that feeling my solar plexus shut down signals me that I am resistant. Just knowing that feeling my solar plexus open signals my receptivity is upbeat. I know that I have the capacity for doing it all when I turn it over to Universal Manager. I have the capacity for more and more energy flow, more and more well-being, more and more financial abundance. I am ready to be ready. I am ready to be ready for oceans of abundance.
August is two days away and I feel money trickling into my accounts. Yes! That is the response to my new vibrational set point. Better yet, I am having so much fun teaching and creating marvelous solutions for small businesses. I am getting such a kick out of the positive responses from my combined blog, podcasts and videos. It’s so fun discovering that I really have a talent for creating video content that really grabs people in a delightful way.
It’s all about Relaxing into the Comfort of the Day
Forgot, until just now the major decision I made yesterday. I live my daily life with the same delicious comfort and freedom from conflict that I experience in the morning when I wake up in my perfect bed. My jaw is relaxed, my shoulders have dropped. My focus is about using today’s journal entry as a tool to reach for better feeling thoughts and aligning with source. I dedicate this moment to really enjoying this day. Looking for things that I want to see and reveling in the abundance that is all around me today.
Falling out of the mood plane I do not like the place where I have been the last three days. I have fallen out of the plane, so to speak, and there is nothing to do but hang on, knowing this mood will be over soon. I am 100 per cent clear and certain about […]
So happy! Got my bills paid with money left over! I am feeling so energized because there are so many exciting things to do on my list! Ideas keep popping. My job is easy: keep focusing on the alignment without getting distracted by the doing. Manager is managing my life and will handle the details in such a way that everything is working out for me in wonderful ways.
Some moments of anger, despair, jealously, and feelings of worthlessness. The anger felt the best of the group, because it is energetic. Moving the emotional scale required a lot of searching for better feeling thoughts. I arrived at the thought that being happy already, instead of wanting to be happy makes other things irrelevant. If I were filled to the brim now with happiness and joy aligns me with the power of the universe and puts my feelings and my feeling of worth on a stable footing.
Skewering a Pattern of Resistance
The other note is that I felt and clearly identified one way my resistance works by halting my open and expansive plans with crazy ideas of putting thing right at home first.
That is a SNEAKY and “justified” excuse for resisting my own good. Happily, I did grab my camera and drive to Sonoma Square to take photos, just as I planned the evening before. Without hesitation I woke, dressed, brushed my teeth and set out at 6:30 a.m.
This morning, gazing through the window into the cold fog I am happy that I was on such a roll yesterday. I made strides forward on my website and the interconnected business that I see in my head. Every day, I am seeing it more clearly, and the actions that rise from the good feeling are truly fun to do. Today, I want produce the same happy result and line up my attention and my intention. It’s true there is a lot of satisfaction working out of inspiration.
Today, I am replacing obsession with “follow through to finish.” When something isn’t working, I waste hours trying to fix it. If at first, I don’t succeed, try two more times, then walk away and accomplish something else; preferably something with lots of physical action.
Walk Away and Allow the Answer
Of course, it is necessary to fix what doesn’t work, but walking away allows the answer to come out of the blue. Usually when I am working on something that is completely unrelated to the issue.
The Finish Projects Diet
Following through on a project day after day until completion accomplishes something and boosts self-esteem. My live is weighed down with unfinished projects.
The best diet on earth is to eat ice cream at least once every day, and clean up the list of unfinished projects.
Today’s morning inspirational read dropped these thoughts into my mind. First, my emotional canvass has shifted far from anger; it has morphed into frustration, and irritation and impatience. That vibrational set point feels miles from the earlier background rumble of anger.
The thought excites me is
“I can move lightly and quickly up the emotional scale. There is no law requiring me to spend lot of time in any state; I don’t have to obtain anyone’s approval to move upward quickly.”
It follows that I can move to pessimism right now, this minute.
The few minutes spent yesterday on meditation and pre-paving generated a day that worked out smoothly, and effortlessly.
The drive to Concord was effortless.
I remembered to bring Gwaltney’s scarf with me to Patricia’s house. (Serendipity because Patricia was invited to dine with Gwaltney and Carl that very evening.)
The book club discussion was pleasant.
All in all a very satisfactory day that took me to new desire. I want smooth productive evenings, and I want to add meditation and pre-paving to the evening. I have a desire to add wonderful dreams to the agenda.
As a side note, the problem that I thought I had concerning painted valves has resolved itself in an unexpected way; I am confident it will be an easy job installing a new flush valve in the toilet.
My spirits start moving up the emotional scale just setting up the new post. Shows to go that feeling good can be established as a habit. Looking at the emotional scale, it feels that my set point is at frustration. That’s a much higher place on the scale than one would think. It feels good to think of it as the tipping point where the teeter-totter hits a center balance just before moving upward. It also feels good thinking to think about my accomplishments instead of the things that left undone.
Abraham-Hicks quote for today: “A decision is the focusing of the Energy of desire, and the decision point happens when the desire is powerful enough.” What I really like, what I really LIKE is the following sequence of thoughts.
It doesn’t really matter what decision is made. Whatis important is deciding and using the decision as a focus of energy. As sunlight catches fire when focused through a magnifying glass, desire catches fire when energy is focused through decision.
I also like thinking that I have been BSing myself by thinking that needs and demands of others prevent me from accomplishing my own goals. When I decide and focus on the decision, the universe bends everything to align with my decision,
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know how to begin! I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’ know where to start! Well hell! That’s double dumb: it’s way to late to begin, and way to late to start: decades too late. However late it may be, it’s never too late to add to, or subtract from, or multiply, even possibly divide. Just pick something and change the story your tell yourself about it.
Apply a Reframe
What to do when overwhelmed by confusion? Remember to anchor myself in “now.” Remember that “now” is my point of power. “Now” is a choice point when I can choose a moment of clarity; when I can choose a better feeling thought; when I can stop and be still.
A fairy godmother just waved her magic wand. Now, I feel full-filled. Now I feel at home within my skin. Now I look forward to this day with anticipation. Now I feel open and receptive to the universe.
Gaah! The purpose of this daily exercise moving into a better feeling place, lining up my energy, and opening a fluid flow of focus toward my desires. The effect of writing this simple statemen surprises me! Immediate feelings of clarity combined with an uplift in my feelings.Read More »
Stymied, stuck, static, solidified, stalagmite-ized. Therefore, the only option is stepping backwards: once, twice, three, four, five, then six steps to gain a more expansive perspective. One that gives me room to breath and feels better.
This perspective allows me the room for better feeling thoughts. It allows me to think and feel that I am already deep into my career. From an expanded view I am able to see clearly how important to consider every thought, every feeling, and every action as steps on my career path.
My feelings are my most reliable guide. The steps that feel better are career steps; those steps that don’t feel good are not career steps. When I look a others in my life who are deeply engaged with satisfying careers, my job is shifting from feelings of regret, jealousy and envy to a daily practice of enjoyment in their accomplishments and joy in the accomplishments ahead of me.
In general, my career is creating fun, provocative products for myself that elevate my experience of appreciation, well-being and abundance with deft humor. My career is enjoying myself with humor, with twists of perception, and with written and illustrated communications.
It’s a hair away from eight in the morning. The sun rising behind the row of palm trees creates a picture that fits an advertising brochure for a tropical island.
However, my feelings don’t match the uplifting view from my window. I am feeling “mully-grubby” which is a feeling identified when I was very young. That feeling established itself as the normal state of feeling when I was about eight.Read More »
Wow! Look at this definition of sin that popped on Wikipedia: “thought or action that endangers the ideal relationship between and individual and God.” Additionally, a Greek concordance defines “to sin”is to “miss the mark.” What a delightful linguistic find; how well it merges with Abraham’s discussion of one’s individual alignment with Source.
Sin of Complacency
This morning, it became clear that I am a sinner. I sin by my smug complacency. I sin by resting on the self-satisfied conviction that my thought environment was basically “right.” In my fatuousness stance, I am 180 degrees out of alignment.
I am missing the mark in terms of my internal environment. My thoughts must change. My feeling must change. I must rebuild, repaint, refresh, revise, refine, refurbish my entire internal environment.
How do I know that? It’s so easy. I merely pay attention to what I am seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting and touching around me and I have a faithful image of where I stand with my thoughts and feelings.
The Avenue of Desire
I am happy with much in my environment, but I passionately desire so much more; I desire the tenth power of what I have now. For today, I am happy with what I have. At the same time, I am happy with the desire for more.
The sin lies in Not wanting more. It is missing the mark Not to want more. Wanting more requires releasing resistance and opening more to the energy and voice of the Universe.
The important thing is feeling happy. The important thing is clarity. The important thing is focusing on what I want, not on what I don’t want. The important thing is shifting my vibrational set point. As I write, I feel a shift in my confidence. I feel connected. I feel fulfilled. Life feels fun and worthwhile although I am not doing anything special. I feel differences between states, and practice shifting to a state that feels better.
Attending the San Rafael Workshop
Why do I want to go to the San Rafael workshop? Because it would be fun to participate in person again in a room filled with people out to enjoy several hours of participation. It would be a lot more fun than it ever was before because I am so much in a receptive state. I would love participating in the workshop because it would just be something I love doing out of who I am. It would just be fun to be in the hot seat just for the fun of the experience. Another thing that I would really love to do is subscribe again to the workshop master tapes. I really love those so much. I love loving things. I love feeling engaged and excited about things.
In this minute, I can say that I really love my life, I love being here typing and I love feeling expectation of exciting and wonderful things to come as well. I really love this experience of wanting things just for the fun and eagerness of wanting things.
Pure and unadulterated desire focuses a flow of energy. What would be even more fun is to go to the seminar and pay for ten more people to attend. Imagine living from impulse without a care in the world. I laugh when I think how I planned in logical sequence and ruined my life. Well of course I mean ruined in a fun way. I am in the groove and having a wonderful time this morning. Madness not to align myself for the day. Think of managing the way I feel and my focused intention to create fun and lovely things and let the Universal Manager move mountains and molehills. Try it for an hour-or two-or forever.
Imagine playing violin in the world’s most dynamic and thrilled orchestra. Imagine being surrounded by musicians lost in glory of creating music soaring to the skies. Imagine playing outdoors in an open field by a bubbling brook. Imagine playing to the galaxies. Imagine dancing in tune to unheard of music of the spinning and expanding galaxies.
My shoulder is experiencing sensations reminiscent of sharp stabs with a blunt knife. However, this does not detract from luxuriating in well-being. Inside a warm shelter while cold fog swirls around the outside. A snuggly warm robe, a wonderful computer, cats on my bed, topped with the whipped cream of a subliminal erotic arousal. I am certainly more engaged with these wonderful experiences. I enjoy focusing this way when I remember the way I felt when I was wracked with feelings of discomfort.
Think of those great lyrics from “Westside Story.” I feel pretty, oh so pretty, it’s alarming how charming I feel. A thought drifted across my mind that I really like thinking. What if the deliberate cultivation of well-being combined with the active practice of vivid imagination, opens doors to a new journey, far more exciting than I deemed possible. A new way of participating in the world that is far outside the box of expectations, imagine driving a hundred miles an hour without trees in the way.
Remember, it’s too big to control-all I can do is guide my thoughts and allow “The Manager” to work it out.
Celebrating a success yesterday! Got the electrical outlets working in both my bathroom and in Genny’s bathroom. Magic! I got a red light on my surge protector indicating there was no grounding in the electrical outlet. Dug out my tester, and through a series of inspired mistakes, discovered that the “reset” buttons needed a very hard and deep push to reboot the outlet Now both outlets work. For me that means I can recharge my toothbrush, and use my hair dryer right from the bathroom. That’s a big yes.
A Fist Full of Dollars
Deposited forty dollars into my account! Rolling in riches!
When I was thirty-five, it was about being world weary and jaded. I buttered my morning toast with cool cynicism. Here I am seventy-one and I wake up craving MORE. More life, more energy, more desire, more interesting things, more things to learn.
From the git-go I passionately desired independence. I wanted to go my own way, blazing my own trail. I loved my parents, but wanted to be unburdened by their love. I wanted freedom from their view of the world, and their standards for living.
I lived confident in my own abilities to make a good life without assistance from anyone, anywhere, at any time. Innately I was extremely successful regardless of ups and downs. I never doubted my ability to turn setbacks into successes. I didn’t turn away from desires because I tuned in, tapped in, and turned on to my connection with source, that same powerful energy of suns, moons, stars, and galaxies
That confidence in my power to create a wonderful life, is more alive now than it ever was.
This week two strangers received joyous news. A match was found for a new kidney. Their struggle to live under the shadow of renal failure is over. The donor was my cousin Penny, who passed from this life January 4th when her life support was disconnected. One door closing opened two others. Life passes to life. Like water, life takes many forms and shapes that are beyond our ability to see. Penny lives in our memory, and in the lives of others as well.
I didn’t have the slightest emotional tie to my cousin, who I only saw when she was three years old, yet I cried when I wrote it because it was inspired by Source.
As part of my new daily routine, I spent some time aligning myself with well-being. From that I was inspired to that tribute to my cousin. What was important was the insight that I gained. Life passes to life. It takes myriads of shapes and forms but life is eternal, and there need be no sorrow, nor sense of loss. When I read or write something that comes out of source, I cry. Abraham says that crying is an indication of residual resistance. So I accept it simply as a signal.
Feeling Good about Socks
Writing about alignment, remembering moments of alignment, remembering feelings of alignment all assist me with realigning with the vortex. Do you know what I feel really good about? Do you know what really makes me happy are my new socks. When I read about them, I felt that they would be good socks, and my instinct was right. They are perfect socks; the right thickness, the right height, the right coziness, the right colors. Life is good because I own perfect socks and was able to throw away the abominable socks. Nuclear war threatens, but I am happy because I own perfect socks
Imagine this! Imagine completely giving up responsibility for my life! Think of this. My responsibility is choosing the better feeling thought, and having preferences. Then allow the ship’s captain and the navigator to guide my ship while I relax and enjoy.
Get Out There and Mix It Up
Think about Thursday with it moments of very different experiences with new people, among them a two-year little boy. Its experience of getting a meal on the table. It’s experience of dealing with vomit. It was awful in a wonderful way.
Just getting out of my comfort zone, and dealing with stuff and dropping enough resistance to allow useful suggestions to flow through me Yes, I do want to get out and mix it up. If I roller coaster up and down the emotional scale, that’s totally OK because I get more and more experienced reaching for what feels good.
Imagine giving myself permission to have what I want! That’s an idea that gives me shivers of pleasure. I say “Yes! I am totally willing to give myself permission to have what I want.”
Right now, I am feeling reverberations from yesterday’s visit by relatives. A substantial focus of energy was needed to prepare for the visit. The feelings of effort was of course my resistance. Right now, I have happy feelings about the visit. That happiness relates to dropping my resistance in a way that I could render assistance in a way that others perceived as valuable.
I’m promising myself to daily practice of imagination. Practicing creative imagination in order to generate better feeling while distracting my attention to the conditions around me. Abraham says the conditions surrounding me are things past, done and over with. Using imagination focuses me on the creative power of the now.
Trickle of Abundance
Already, I am experiencing so much value from aligning my day, that I am eager to add an evening alignment as well. Happily, I am finding the feeling place of financial abundance. It’s a trickle of feeling but in Itasca State Park in Minnesota, I stepped over a tiny trickle of water that becomes the mighty Mississippi in just a few miles. The trickle of abundance that I feel can just as easily become the abundance so vast that I cannot see across it.
Time to focus on feeling good! What I like is knowing that I can move myself to a much better feeling place. I choose good feeling music. I tone up and down the scale with a pitch pipe. I sing. I think about feeling really good instead of thinking about the conditions around me. I use imagination to create a place that feels good.
One of the things that I really love is sitting on a nice sun warmed flat rock near the ocean, and losing myself in the hypnotic rhythm of the waves. The quiet mindless-ness merging myself always feels good. I feel a sweet breeze on my face. The warmth of a mild sun, just warm enough to sit comfortably without a jacket. Smelling the saltiness of the ocean; hearing the cry of the gulls wheeling overhead. Down the beach a dog runs with a stick in his mouth. Sandpipers run along the beach. Little waves dissolve into a wash of water. How do I feel now? I moved up the scale to one step below satisfaction.
Practicing New Thoughts
Yesterday, I gave up empathy because I don’t want to add another link to the chain of pain. A person in my life experiences pain in her back- again. I assist by applying a prescription gel to her back because she cannot reach it herself, but offer no expressions of sympathy. I don’t allow myself to feel badly because she does. Instead choose thoughts about her true nature. Source knows her as bright and healthy, Source knows her as a capable and loving person, filled with generosity and love. If Source knows her as a capable, loving and generous person, then I know her as a capable, loving, and generous person filled with well-being.
Daring to Think Well of Myself
I choose to look through the current presentation to see who she really is and connect with that; However, to do that, I must look through my own manifestations of resistance, and experience myself as Source experiences me: generous, humorous, loving, filled with the enjoyment of the craziness. This takes me down an interesting alley. What about this business of seeing myself as one of the ten most wonderful people in the world. Source adores me; what if I adore myself completely and without reservation. Little voice tells me its wrong to adore me because I don’t live up to certain standards. Wow! An entire chain of thoughts streaming through my head telling me I can’t adore myself and think of myself a totally wonderful. It’s delusional, its egotistical, I am not perfect. I don’t know unless I allow myself to experience myself as the best thing since sliced bread. Everyone around me is so lucky that I am near their experience.
The person in my life just came by to tell me how much the gel application has helped her back; I know that has to do with my shift in the way I choose to view her.
In a snit. I could spit. Fur rubbed the wrong way in four directions. As Lady Caroline Lamb said of George Gordon, Lord Byron “mad, bad, and dangerous to know.” I claim kinship with those old Viking berserkers. Imagine the satisfaction of pulverizing the landscape with a battle ax!
I discovered a saved draft sans content but titled “Patterns.” If that was a nascent idea brewing, it vanished. Might be fun to pick up this thread and see where it leads now. What comes to mind is argyle socks, followed by paisley shawls, striped shirts, and chequered anything (sorry I like the British spelling.)
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Today, I took action on yesterday’s plan to replace the “habit of the black rectangle” with a new habit. When I sat down to write, I placed a circle of bright neon colors in front of my mind’s eye. Fun but too distracting; opted instead for a deep yellow rectangle.
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