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,
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 »
Damm! Again, G. interrupts me. Interminable questions about that Samsung Tab E that her friend gifted her with yesterday. My feelings are annoyance and resentfulness accompanied by an internal voice snapping “leave me alone.”
I have only myself to blame. G. cannot buck the current of a vibrational set point that I clearly tuned to “Channel I M Teacher.” After all, I experience lots of satisfaction being the “go to person” when it comes to things electronic. At heart I am a teacher.
Intending, as I do to use this blog as a tool for FEELING GOOD through the deliberate exercise of my imagination, I can do a better job than I am doing. Happily, I only have to make a note of it and move on without looking back or spending more than thirty seconds on “regret.”
Once upon a time I avoided wanting things because that wanting seemed hopeless, or I felt guilty for wanting things that were a burden on my parents. Of course, I didn’t realize that I was operating from a defective set point that included two false premises: first that there were limitations to what I could have; second that parents were my source. I didn’t understand that even the sky was not the limit, and the source of power lay with the strength of my alignment with source energy.
Those thoughts spark little bursts of sparkling happiness. The desire for things is a great deal of fun; it is fun to play with the ideas of things to have. It is a magical game when playing it without a single thought of lack. It is such fun opening the switch of a lightbulb that shines on a new perspective that brings relief.
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 »
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