Been listening to Abe, the most recent, for just a bit today. I wondered how long I was going to poke around in the problem/solution before I was done. Then I thought I better quit poking unless I want said problem/solution bigger.
Then of course it occurs to me this “better quit poking” is all about control/fear. I cop to all of it being about control/fear. I get up in the middle of the night, open the shades to check outside and make sure there isn’t what? a boogeyman out there. Some new contrast to come bite me in the ass, when I’m not looking, so if I look it will bite less? :)
This whole idea that I have to glean some message out of what happened, learn the lesson, grok it, understand it, make sure I expand out of it, is also all about control/fear. As if, if I really get the lesson, I pass go and I won’t be sent back to contrast jail. Perhaps I’ll visit but I won’t miss my turn. So there. :)
I am still poking around, I guess. When my Mom said don’t touch the stove, it’s hot, I had to check to make sure. However, this is not the same as putting my hand in the fire. I am just checking/poking around in temperature levels, got that Universe? Good.
Bless my little pea-pickin’ fearful self. What I really want to do is pluck the full ripe blossoms and let the juices spill out over the corners of my mouth. I want pea-pickin’ fearful girl to fall away and slip off of me like so much of nothing.
Yes…this is it…its all ok….the contrast, the creations. Its all good. Just sit back and FLOW. There is no need to take blame or fix the way you have created or tighten your reign on how you will create in the future.
You’ve found your angels….trust them….they are there every step of the way….guiding you from within….guiding you from non-physical. They didn’t step away when contrast came. There is nothing wrong, nothing to fix and while the big epiphanies can be fun….I think it is understanding that you are ALL of that right now, you are always on the right path. Relax….feel your hands open, your muscles unclench…because where you are is exactly where you are supposed to be….because where you will be will be exactly right.
You are amazing….you are love….you are loved.
I read this twice and just took a spontaneous deep breath. I am certain you are actually channeling my angels right now. You wrote feel your hands open … I awoke one morning recently with my right hand clenched. … I remember what one of my favorite poems I wrote said at the end: the old knowing timber whispered how it never seeks to contain what cuts deep … no, you give it up to the low slung clouds overhead to be carried on the wings of the air.
Comments come to me as an email, which means they are on my phone, too. I’m keeping this one for a good long while on my phone. Angels take many forms, including humanly Amy.
Bless you. <3 xxxo Bethie
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