Archive for the ‘New Thought’ Category

45. The 4th Spiritual Law: Let It Be

July 7, 2019

At this point, I’ve begun a serious, dedicated spiritual practice of Deepak Chopra’s 4th Spiritual Law: Acceptance/Nonresistance, and I am committed to the practice of letting things be as they are, because my thoughts about Trump were giving me headaches, bellyaches, and sleepless nights. This is no easy task, but I have chosen to trust the honest and decent people whom he hates and reviles daily in his rabid insane tweets, and accuses them all of the crimes that are actually his, not theirs. I trust them to fulfill their calling as journalists, investigators, and Representatives, to bring him to justice.

Above all, I trust the law of Karma. Deepak says, “Karma is both the action and the consequence, it is the cause and ultimate effect, because every action generates a force of energy that returns to us in like kind.” Jesus said it too, as “whatsoever a man soweth, that also shall he reap.” And in more contemporary terms, “What goes around, comes around.”

Even as Trump’s horrible acts continue damaging and destroying the lives of tens of thousands of innocent people, I find myself realizing that this mortal world is one of polarities, that I can’t personally change it by raging against it, feeling victimized and helpless. All I can do to change the world is by what I am myself, and how I carry myself thru life.

I’ve never been in any danger of being like him, but as the (real) news repeatedly tells of his senseless cruelty, greed, and arrogance, I have let his way creep into my brain and put me into a rage, over and over, and THAT is precisely his power. He has an uncanny ability to cause and create hatred, conflict, and violence. That is his only skill, and he takes enormous, sick, pleasure in doing this.

Forcibly taking terrified children from their distraught parents and locking them in cages, can arouse angry thoughts even in the gentlest, kindest hearts. The world has had many monsters, but none so sick as Trump. Hitler, actually, was a nicer guy in a way, at least not as wild-crazy vicious a personally as Trump. He did hideous things too, but at least didn’t brag about them all day long in the cheapest, lowest possible media, Twitter.

And so, for my own sake, and the sake of those around me, I have stopped talking about him so much. I turn off the TV if his face appears there, I know whatever he says will gouge me in the gut with anger. I refuse to give him my attention or my thoughts. Only once in a while, when he gets so totally off his cracker. Not every time.

History will show that Donald Trump’s one success in life, his greatest dream come true of being a legendary historical figure, has been accomplished – He will be remembered as the absolutely unquestionably worst, most utterly incompetent president of any country in the world that history has ever seen, and hopefully ever will. He believes he can get away with absolutely anything, forever, and he seems to be doing so. His infantile ego is reveling in pure, sick, ecstasy of brutal power, which fuels ever-more insane behaviors, because he has got what he needs so desperately: Everybody in the world noticing him.

Think about it. And then decide to spend your thoughts on something better. When you do, as a practice, it will surprise you with an unexpected peace of mind and softening of those tense nerves and muscles of the body.

There is one thing I know with certainty: Nobody escapes their own karma. Every one of us gets as we have given, and Karma is a meticulous bookkeeper. This man, and each of us, sooner or later will get exactly what we deserve.

42. How You See It

December 7, 2018

When you try to do something and you fail, that seems to suggest that you can’t do it. Suggest, but not prove. This is where you have to decide, and choose between letting it go, or trying harder. If you try again and fail again, the suggestion gets stronger, so the determination must get stronger too, or else, there is the option to let go of that endeavor, and move on. Does that make you a quitter? Or a failure? This is your choice too. Giving up too soon or too often is not a strength, though it’s not a disgrace either. But the price you pay is, you never give yourself a fighting chance.

Everything that happens in life is open to interpretation, and ultimately the only interpretation/ opinion/ belief that matters is yours, because that is the only one that actually has any actual true power or influence on your life.

The children’s rhyme “sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me” is not quite true. Words can hurt, a lot, but can not conquer you, unless you choose to let them. You always have a choice. Are you going to let somebody else “out there” set your course in life? Will you choose to let their opinion change your inner knowing that you are more than they can see? Are you doing that now? Why?

Once in a conversation, a firefighter friend told me “You can do it if you set your mind to it.” I wanted to be a firefighter but as a woman, at five-foot- six and 112 pounds, the odds against it were enormous. Three years of hard work pumping iron, running bleachers with a backpack full of sand, 40-mile bike rides, and several failed firefighter-physical-agility tests later, one day I didn’t fail. I passed that one, and then I passed some more, and eventually  did I became firefighte then an officer. Though I started out late, I served eight years of active duty first-response Fire and EMS, with a remarkable performance record. It turned out my friend was right. Since then, whenever I’ve had to set a difficult goal for myself, my mantra has been: “I can, and I will.”

Here’s a truth: It’s possible to learn more from failing than succeeding. If you start out not strong enough, you have to learn how to get strong, and then that learning and confidence will be there for you in everything else you do. The experience of failure is painful and humbling, but it is the ultimate challenge to inner strength. It can develop character and courage, depending on how you see it. Failure is one experience that can come between you and success, one rock in the road.  Everything depends on how you choose to see it. Life is open to an unlimited number of interpretations. The only one that matters, is yours.

Ravi Shankar said this: Life is like a river. The river does not stop because there is  stone”

38. Grace, The Gift Unasked For

May 29, 2018

Sometimes we’re given an unexpected unearned unasked-for gift that is God’s Grace. For me, more than once it has come in the darkest hour, to rescue me when I could not help myself. Sometimes I’ve been blessed by Grace thru unknowing angels. Like the cold bright almost-spring day in Minneapolis when a young couple, strangers, passed me on the sidewalk They were striding along with their arms around each other’s waist, obviously in love. It was a time when my life was broken. I was just-divorced, lost and confused, and the loneliest I had ever been in my life. The hopes I’d had for that love, and for the career I had sacrificed for it, both now were nothing but cold ashes.

As the two young people swung along down the city sidewalk, they  both glanced at me at the same moment, and smiled. Their small gift lifted my heart profoundly, and that moment completely transcended the deep sorrow I was carrying.

My heart lifted like a small sparrow into flight, just for that moment, and I was changed. Somehow, I knew that life had not forsaken me entirely. There would be another day for me, and although I can’t say how, I felt it to the marrow of my bones.

They had no way of knowing it, but they had lifted me out of my deep sense of hopelessness with this simple openhearted act of spontaneously sharing with me, just for a moment in time, the love they felt for each other.

In the recession of the 1980s, I went through a time when my life was financially, physically, and spiritually at rock-bottom. I was on my own, out of work or working temporary part-time jobs, struggling just to survive. I lived on oatmeal, boiled cabbage, and brown rice, I was in danger of losing my apartment for overdue rent, and I wore my coat indoors because the cost of heat was a luxury I simply could not afford. I had been desperate for more than a year and I felt helpless, alone, and devastated. I couldn’t see any way out, no matter how hard I tried.

Tears stung my face as I walked home from the bus stop on a bitter-cold November day, after applying for another job that I knew I would not get. It would have been a steady job in a doctor’s office, a new field, a new start – too good to be true, but I didn’t have any experience. I was thinking about my life, and about Life “with a capital L” and I was unable to hide the tears of hopelessness tracking down my face. A car drove by. I glanced up and saw its bumper sticker that said “Expect Miracles.”

There are lots of those bumper stickers around now, but at the time, I had never seen that phrase before. It struck me like a bolt of lightning, and in an instant I knew that this simple message was intended for me, exactly at this moment in time, when I needed it most. It was not “by chance” and somehow I knew it. I was already at the bottom of my hope, and I just let go of it all. I felt a strange moment of peace, and a sense of release. I decided  to trust God for whatever came. A few days later, I did get that job, I began a new career, and my life would never be the same.

Coincidence? The book “A Course in Miracles” says “There are no accidents, and no coincidences.”  I had been given a little glimmer of Grace, through a stranger who never even saw me. He never knew that a mundane thing like his license plate had been used by God to bless someone crying in the dark, and to promise a beginning that would change my life.

Grace is the gift unasked for, and even undared to hope for. Grace is the often undeserved, but deeply needed and longed-for reprieve. Grace is the unexplainable moving of God to bless us in spite of ourselves. Grace is when God cheats a little, to help us pass the test, lifts us out of the quicksand we have blundered into, and sets us on a higher ground where we can have a better place to begin again.

34. To Be Who You Are

February 25, 2018

The year I was ten years old was a year of awakening and child-size revelations. I started to look at the world around me for the first time, and notice things beyond the end of my own nose.

It was summer and the warm lazy days flowed along like an easy river, and carried me with them. Sometimes when I was by myself I would climb up in the little pear tree and and sit, hidden in the branches, and wonder about things like life, and God. I’d be wondering what God was, but then I’d notice a perfect green pear I could pick, so I did. And I ate the pear and it was warm from the sun, and crunchy and sour and sweet at the same time, and the juice ran down my chin and I forgot all about God.

I just knew that He was around and always watching out for me, like Granny said, and keeping me safe. Even if I woke up in the middle of the night in the dark, He would be there and I could just go back to sleep.

Summer evenings when I went to bed it wasn’t even dark yet. I looked out my window at the lavender-colored sky above the rooftops, and I understood that God was kind of like the sky, just always there, so big that it fills everything and goes on out there forever and ever. I  knew God was taking care of everybody and yet He still had time to notice me falling asleep.

God was this somebody or something that was bigger than the sky, that saw me and knew me and loved me, and He thought I was okay. I tried to be good, even though it meant sometimes I had to do what I didn’t want to, or act like somebody different than I really was. And I came to wish with all my young heart that I could be the same person on the outside as I was on the inside, just be me, the way God saw me, and that could be okay with everybody else. But I knew I didn’t dare. I never imagined that 50 years later I would still be trying to do that.

The simplest truth at bottom of all truths is that we all just want to be who we really are. But as children and as adults, it’s hard to even know for sure what that is, because most of our world is always expecting us to be everything else.

We all got taught a system of well-meaning lies (like You’re not good enough unless… You don’t deserve that… You can’t do that because… You shouldn’t want that because…) and these rules were meant to protect us from some problems our parents or other grownups had experienced in their lives.

But their lives are not our lives. We believed them though, because we were little kids. We didn’t know any better. Then when we grew up, we kept on limiting our own lives, for years or even for a lifetime, by believing those rules. Some of them were never true in the first place.

What was true for our parents or anybody else “out there” may not be true for us, so the soul-work for each of us has got to be the unlearning of our untruths, and the re-learning of what is true for us now, which maybe always was. When you know the truth, it really can make you free.

If we don’t unlearn, we don’t grow into becoming all we are meant to be. If we hide our own light, we can’t live an authentic life, which is the one thing every living soul sincerely longs for.

No matter what anybody else told you then, or tells you now, you do have the right to be who you honestly are, and that real-you is actually much more wonderful than you think. If you want to know who you really are, don’t ask anybody else, Don’t look “out there” or even in the mirror. To be who you are, look inside, and believe what you see.

32. Courage and Faith

January 10, 2018

There is a basic universal law that is always invisibly working in our lives, whether we know it or not, and even when we are totally unaware, and here it is: “What we believe, is what we receive.” This is the winner’s edge, and the loser’s self-defeating curse, because we can only be that which we are willing to dare to believe we can be.

In every aspect of life on earth, courage is the difference-maker. That, and the commitment to hold onto our “foolish”  faith, sets every impossible dream into forward-motion.

“Nothing is impossible, if you have faith.” Jesus said that, among other radical ideas that got him in trouble. He was telling the truth. That’s exactly what he and other great teahers and messengers came here to tell us about – the power of faith. Even a little faith. (If you want to move mountains though, I recommend more than “as a grain of mustard seed.”) The greater the faith, the better the outcome. But faith is not easy. It requires courage.

If your heart and soul truly, passionately desire something “impossible,” don’t play the odds. Go for it, all out.

Believe anyway. Impossible is just a word until proven otherwise. I’ve done some impossible things in my life. (yeah, seriously. even me.) They turned out to be not impossible, just really really hard. If you believe you can, or if you can even let your self believe you might, all bets are off. The power of the universe gets behind that. If you can dare to believe you can do it, you will.