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This poem is a favorite of mine; I wrote it several years ago.  The first verse is the tag line you see whenever you visit Simply Blessed.  The “Beloved” I refer to here is God or Spirit, Universe, Divine Creator, Supreme Being, Source, All That Is.

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Messiah

I have fallen between the cracks
and landed in the spaces
where love never fails

Beloved, you are my captor
and I am bound by your love

I hear you whisper softly
don’t speak. words fail here, just listen

churning on the seas of your desire
I am the rising and the falling

the beginning and the ending
the fullness and the emptiness

journey to the furthest point of your yearning
I am the anguish and the exaltation

I am the grain of sand awakening the pearl

I am the morsel you are tasting
be it bitter or sweet

quench your deepest thirst here
where you think I’m not

I Am.


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One of my favorite NLP techniques; this post gets lots of attention even three years later.  It is such a mind eye opener and it stops the stories that fuel our suffering “dead in their tracks”!  So powerful, it bears sharing again…

I attended an NLP/Hypnosis meetup this weekend and was introduced to this fabulous new tool that I’ve been dying to pass on to you all.  It’s called — just the facts.  First, bear with me, while I take us on a little side trip to illustrate the power of this process.  You’ve heard of the path of least resistance?  Well, strap yourselves in for a bumpy BUT short ride down the path of *most* resistance, Bethie-style.

I leave the meetup, get in the car and immediately call home, since the plan is to now go home, pick up my daughter and leave for a concert.  Back story is I don’t like to be late and I don’t like to be rushed.  So I’m checking in with my husband on the status of our daughter getting ready, since we have to leave in one hour. Not only does she have to get ready but she has work to be done before we leave.  My husband says that my daughter’s not up yet.  It’s 3 o’clock in the afternoon.  I’m gobsmacked.   I’m telling my husband we’ll never make it on time.  Not only that, I’m saying she often does this, she’s rarely on time lately.  I explain how I’ve been struggling all week with getting her out the door on time for things.  And then I’m thinking, I just know she’ll do a half ass rush job at the work she has to do.  And who sleeps ’til 3pm?   Wait, there’s more … if we don’t get there early, parking will be hard to find, I’ll be stuck in concert traffic, yada, yada, yada.

I hang up the phone.  And then I just said STOP.  For crying out loud, just STOP.  I stop and take a deep breath and remember I just left a meetup.  What did I just learn in the meetup?  I will tell you what I just learned and how I used it.

What actually happened here?  Just the facts.  What are the facts and nothing but the facts, m’am?

FACT: I called home and was told that my daughter is not up yet.

That’s all that happened.  That’s the facts, period.

All that other stuff is just blah, blah, blah.  A story I made starring me and my unwitting daughter and the script went like this — well you heard it all already.  Did any of it serve me or her?  Are they giving out any awards for the one person who can get their panties in a wad quicker than anyone else?  And if they were, would I even want that award?  Well I might, for you know what and giggles, but no, I don’t really want to be the fastest panty wad twister on earth.

Here’s what I want.  Here’s what I always want and that is to feel good and happy and clear.  So I just learned a new tool to do just that.  And I like this even better than Byron Katie’s: is it true? because it just by passes all of that.  I’m still asking a story if it’s true in the BK model.  Why get vested in the story at all, why not separate it out altogether and get down to the bare minimum.  What are the facts?  The rest is all a choice I make to have it mean this or that.

Immediately I realized how this could help a friend who doesn’t really get along with her boss.  Every time she gets an email or a phone call from this boss requesting such and such, she goes right into the story of what that means. And it’s often a story that doesn’t serve her; it’s a story that leaves her feeling less than and wanting to change jobs. So what do you do in that case?  You take the facts only.  Boss calls.  Boss wants to review my document.  Boss has made these changes to my document.

What does it mean?  It means nothing and everything, depending on what you tell yourself about it.  Strip it all down to its bare minimum, just the facts.  Before you, me, we get caught up in the whirlwind of what it all means, just stop, take a deep breath.  Ask yourself: what are the facts?  Look at the facts and decide, choose selectively, mindfully what you want to make of it, if anything at all.  Or choose just for this one moment, choose to have it mean nothing at all.  You can always come back to that subject and plaster it with all the meaning you want, but for now consider halting all the story about what *anything* means.  Feel the pure relief in that.

Thankfully I drove home sans the irritation over potentially being late or rushed because I realized it was all a resistance, filled to the brim, story.  And by the way, we got to the concert, no traffic, found good close parking and had plenty of time to spare.  We had a great conversation standing in line chatting with people we’d never met before but found so many crazy synchronistic things we shared in common, including the names and breeds of our dogs, the names of our kids, it just went on and on.

Things just flow and line up so much easier when I take the time to line up myself.  In my heart, I always want to be in my corner.  In all of our hearts, we all want to be in our own corner, our own good friends.  Just the facts and nothing but the facts, is a great and easy, user friendly tool to use and is definitely a keeper in my tool box.

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Screwiness

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I was listening to Abraham (channeled by Esther Hicks) in my car yesterday.  It’s been many moons since I had tuned into them, and I had about a 10 minute window in which to listen.  Don’t you know the Universe just gives you exactly what you need to hear at just the perfect timing?!  Here’s what Abe had to say:

“Does Source always need to find the positive aspects?   Can Source not be objective enough to see that something is screwy with that?  Well, it isn’t that Source doesn’t see the screwiness; Source accepts the screwiness as not wrong, not threatening.  Source sees the contrast.  Source just … and you may want to write this down because it is just profound beyond profound …

Source just doesn’t freak out!”

And Source has a sense of humor, too!

I really resonate with the truth of Eckhart Tolle when he says: “whatever the present moment contains, accept it as if you had chosen it.”  I’d take it a step further and say that on some level we have chosen it, no matter how abhorrent the moment seems.

As Abraham says: “we are eternal beings”.  Eternal has to include expansion and it must follow that expansion includes new doorways to new experiences, new directions, choices, decisions, and new focus and clarity.

There are a multitude of ways to walk through that doorway of uncharted territory — freaking out, walking in trust, crying foul all the way “somebody screwed up my order”!  It doesn’t matter how any of us walk through that doorway, but walk we must.  It’s what we do, it’s how we play with the energy here on Planet Earth, for as long as we are blessed to be here.  And one thing I know for sure, I AM blessed to be here!

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Shortly, I will be gone for most of February.  I thought I might leave you with a few oldies but goodies.  This one always makes me laugh!  There will be more to come!  And when I get back from my training, we’ll resume to our regularly scheduled programming.  Though “regular” is not a term typically ascribed to me :-)….enjoy until I am back…blackandwhite

From here on out, this blog will be in re-runs.  There will be a continual, unending loop of re-posts.  It will be boring, repetitious and worse yet, time will elongate during this period and appear to slow down.  Painfully so.

I’m just kidding!  My point and I do have one, she says snarkily, is that even a word?  Back to my point, the little locally focused me – the one that goes to sleep and thinks she is separate from God/Source/Universe et al.  The one who thinks banging it into place still works.  The one who believes that all forms of fretting will keep any negative surprises at bay.  The one who forgets about resting and trusting in the continually unfolding nature of all things. The one who wants to go it alone and get out there and make it happen.  The one who thinks her hands are the only hands on the levers of life.  The little locally focused me who gets a little crazy even at the idea of rest and trust.  What is little me supposed to do while bigger me is off resting and trusting?  Somebody has to DO something.  We can’t just sit here resting and trusting with a dumb ass smile on our face.  Hurry up, we’ve got worrying to do and plan B’s to execute!

Or do we?  Isn’t all spiritual forgetfulness just a re-run and a boring one at that, stuck in an endless loop with no fast forward button.   Well, I’m not actually in re-runs not literally and not metaphorically because if I were, I wouldn’t be writing about it.  I’d be lost in black and white re-broadcasts desperately searching for my color palette by adding more drama to the mix.  But if I should re-visit re-runs, I hope to remember this.  And especially I hope to recall that nothing very serious is going on here but by now some seriously dull and tiresome re-runs.

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fearless

Short answer: you don’t.

The question is not how do you live with mistakes. It’s: how do you live with courage? How do you live with stepping out on a limb? How do you live with taking risks? How do you live with moving out of your safety zone? How do you live with the backbone to say: I think I can try this new thing that I’m not quite comfortable with, but I’ll try it anyway. How do you live with that kind of adventuresome spirit?  How do you live with determination? How do you live with pluck and spirit? How do you live with tenacity? How do you live with just pure spunk?

Oooh, let me gather courage, risk taking, backbone, adventuresome spirit, determination and pluck and spirit, tenacity and spunk. Let me gather them at the helm of my sleigh and with a jolly glee say: on courage, on risk taking, on backbone, on adventuresome spirit, on determination and pluck, on spirit and tenacity… and spunk with your nose so bright, won’t you guide my sleigh tonight!

Zig Ziglar once said something that floored me at the time. I had been raised with the old adage, if you can’t do it right, don’t do it at all. A good many inventions we make use of today, not the first of which is the light bulb, might never have come about if it hadn’t been for the persistance of one man to hold a vision of what he wanted and let nothing deter him from that. That’s courage, that’s determination, that’s pluck and spirit…It’s all of that. Back to Zig Ziglar, he said: ‘anything worth doing, is worth doing poorly, until you can do it well’. Don’t you just love that?!

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I heard this song on the radio today by Switchfoot, I Dare You to Move.  I almost switched off Switchfoot, just a little too much metal for my taste, until I began to let myself be pulled in by the lyrics.  I will append them below and add a few comments.  These are not the lyrics line by line; I’ve deleted a few lines I didn’t resonate with or that were repetitive.  Surprised to see this song is from 2009 and it’s my first time hearing it.

Welcome to the planet
Welcome to existence
Everyone’s here
Everybody waits for you now
What happens next?

I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
Like today never happened

Welcome to the fallout
Welcome to resistance
The tension is here
Between who you are and who you could be
Between how it is and how it should be

Maybe redemption has stories to tell
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell
Where can you run to escape from yourself?
Where you gonna go?
Salvation is here

I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened before

“Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell” feels so much like my tag line for Simply Blessed:

I have fallen between the cracks and landed in the spaces where love never fails…So many words to all say the same thing, what love is, what God is, what redemption is.  At my best, I look for the commonalities and take a little from everything.

“Welcome to the fallout, welcome to resistance, the tension is here between who you are and who you could be.”  That tension they are talking about is a creative tension that I think is the underpinning of resistance of any kind.  So quick I think I need to shift and awaken from resistance, but what if I asked myself instead – wow, what new platform am I creating here?

Something always emerges out of these cycles of resistance; they are not fruitless paths.  They seem to even come along at a certain point of comfort and predictability.  I think it’s purpose is to propel us further on our paths of self-evolution.  These are opportunities for expansion, so if you happen to be in one of those times in your life, welcome it.  Life wants to take you to a new, heart-stirring vista.  Let it.

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This morning I ponder, shower first or book?  A luxurious place to start either way.  I look over the stacks of books by my bedside and wonder – do I want to forget or do I want to remember?  Code for chick lit fiction or metaphysics.  I decide, I want to remember and find it in a bonding moment with Tigger, of all things.  It seems Tigger and I have a few things in common.

“The final problem we might mention about the Tigger Tendency is that the worthwhile and important things in life—wisdom and happiness in particular—are simply not the sorts of things one can Chase After and Grab.  They are instead the sorts of things that come to us where we are, if we let them—if we stop trying too hard and just let things happen as they need to.  Tigger found this out when he discovered What Tiggers Like Best…” The Te of Piglet by Benjamin Hoff

I found, one day years ago, that the simple appreciation for an upright, green blade of grass turned my heart’s gaze towards What Bethies Like Best and then I forgot it, so I could remember it ever more fondly today.

 

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