Y3 – Day 55 – The Course

I was able to listen today and hear some insightful beliefs and contemplate their depth of meaning. All it took was the last half hour of a discussion book study on The Course in Miracles to set me right and back on the path of remembering how to wisely use my thoughts. It also made me ponder and re-affirm the value of our lives, in whatever form that takes. It reinforced and validated my journey.

If my shoulders relax, my breath slows, deepens and elongates, I know I have chosen well and done the right thing, for the highest good of all. If I tense up or my stomach knots up, I have gone against my authentic self. That is why it is imperative that I listen to my body. I knew immediately, by my body’s response, I was in the best place and space for me today and I had made the correct decision to attend the discussion, even if a bit late.

We have choices today. I am grateful just for that. I also know that I do not want to be in fear, anger or worry. I recognize what that looks and feels like on me first. Then, I get to work through it. And then, I have an option. Do I want to dwell in that or do I want to be in the expansiveness of creation? When I choose the latter, a whole new world opens up and I get to accomplish my real purpose here and all because I had a change in my perspective, taking the focus off my ego self and adjusting the view to my highest Self.

In my Higher Self state, I do not think self absorbed thoughts, I do not say stupid, insipid, empty and trite things and I act appropriately.

I seek peace and I live with wonder and awe!

Y3 – Day 54 – 25 Years

Twenty five years on this planet! Today is my eldest’s birthday and knowing him now for a quarter century is beyond belief!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

If anyone wants to get teary-eyed they can search this date for 2013 and 2014 (or rather Day 97 – I remember when or Y2 – Day 54 – Wisdom) and they can read previous tributes and anecdotes on our first born son’s birth.

Today, I want to send out greetings to a young man who has become his own person, still learning, growing and enjoying his life with optimism, joy and reason. M is kind, generous and sweet; his smile or rather smirk, the look of surprise in almost every photograph, his gentleness and patience with his sisters, his chivalry and loyalty to all, his depth, his eagerness, his enthusiasm and his self-awareness – is just the tip of the iceberg.

In honor of this boy turned into man who turned his curiosity of dinosaurs into a love of learning, his aptitude for Nintendo into a career into computer engineering and his sensitive nature into a loving partner, caring friend, dedicated, helpful and supportive brother and Best Son Ever – I say proudly and loudly – Happy Birthday, M, Happy Birthday, and may all your days be as precious as you are!

Love, Mom

Y3 – Day 44 – Open Eyes

Opening my eyes to opportunities and possibilities has helped me to build strength of character, anticipate work and study twists of fate and has given me immeasurable insights. It has led me to see with arms outstretched not crossed, smell my own and another’s fear, partake of once in a lifetime chance meetings and feel the world’s synchronicity happening.

Yesterday I had Open Eyes and I took Cindi to what looks like an abandoned pile of rubbish with a trail to walk her.

IMG_3713On this trail there are discarded water drainage pipes standing up about three feet high and two feet in diameter. Some have painted art and it would have been remiss of me not to mention and show the ones that spoke to me.

IMG_3714This dark-skinned woman holds a sphere in her left hand. Her hands are in a receptive meditative pose. The sun beams behind her like a fiery halo of light. Rays spike from the held orb. Is she Mother Earth or Pachamama? Is she the embodiment of all women as goddess? There is a pyramid of stairs rising up to her pelvis where a child or extraterrestrial steps out. I am not an art critic or interpreter but it has a strong visceral, spiritual, almost other worldly tone to it.

IMG_3715On this deserted tube of cement, a man seems to be outstretching his hands inside a lighted teepee during a full moon. Again, I felt drawn to its indigenous flavor and mystic quality. Is he thanking or beseeching the moon? Who is he?

IMG_3716In this signed piece (look at bottom of tree trunk), The pond or lake is rounded, the colors suggest sunset and it has an extremely restful, albeit fishbowl presence.

“Once you’ve been given the torch of awareness, all sorts of dark bends in the road begin to appear for you to illuminate.” – Cecilia B. Steger 

Y3 – Day 40 – Groundhog

It might be groundhog day but it is also my anniversary for coming to America.

A little girl of three, flew for the first time with an adult stranger who was her guardian for the trip. I still remember the lady’s name, it was Betty Poll. I remember the engines were loud. I had no idea what was going on. All I remember is I was coming from the summer (southern hemisphere) and for some reason I had a coat and I hadn’t seen my mom since before Christmas (two months to be exact) and I didn’t even remember I had a father. I missed my aunt ( whom I stayed with back in Argentina ) and I knew I was to behave. That was the extent of it. I am sure I tried to make the best of it and I probably acted as brave as I could.

The reunion at the airport (which wasn’t yet named Kennedy in NY) is a story to be told another time.

And here we are, over a half century later. I still hate to fly. Could this be why? I wonder.

Y3 – Day 39 – We Are One Rant

We need a spiritual movement that has no allegiance to political or religious parties. It would have only one purpose. We need to let it begin with us, in each of our hearts. We need to be an example to our families, our neighbors and to all we meet. We need to keep the ideal, our connection and our agreed upon oneness, our united reason for existing, as our highest priority, at all times of the day. Or we WILL perish, leaving nothing to no one.

We need to think, say, do, pray and give out love and positive energy, every minute.

Remember the sixties? Remember the message. We need to extend love, forgiveness, compassion and peace.

We probably need the Dalai Lama as our world leader, but in his humbleness he has never sought this rightful role, nor would he accept it because of his humility. The irony is thick and not lost. We need something or someone to bring everybody together, on the same page.

We need to open up our hearts, not close them up to fear, longing and apathy. We need to be unafraid, stand up and act super courageous if we are to survive as humans before we blow up the planet or slowly die as a race because of carelessness.

Why were we given brains? Or hearts? Can we combine the two and isn’t it one? We are One. And, we are the one that can make a difference. I don’t want to hear the defeatist attitude of “what can one person do?” Plenty. Start somewhere.

Let it begin with me.

Y3 – Day 38 – Morning Breaks

The fine, light breeze blows through the treetops like silky, wispy, corn threads – as I sit on my balcony, the sky breaks wide open, the morning drizzle melts the dark.

Sun kissed clouds part into mango, lemon and rose colored petals.

Humidity drenched air seeps into my lungs, drowning labored breaths, anchoring my body down, calming the current that runs through me, soothing the morning restlessness.

Y3 – Day 36 – The Gunas

In yogic and Vedic tradition, there are three tiers of happiness that are taught, called the three Gunas. Basically, two are illusions and one is believed to be the right path.

The lower, base kind of happiness is not happy at all. It is mostly based on pleasure and darkness which leads to further debasement and loss of self. It begins as innocent, harmless fun and betrays and turns on you in the end, ensnaring you, for example, in addictions, alcoholism, pornography, prostitution, etc.

Then there is the level of happiness where it seems like it is what you want and everyone else says it is also, but it is outside yourself so it turns out to be deceptive and poisonous in the end. This would be the unending and unsatisfactory search for money, prestige, power and outward beauty. Another avenue where the fantasy reveals the foolishness of falling for this sort of ambitious and selfish pursuit, imprisoning its victim with falsehoods and emptiness.

Then there is the real happiness that is disguised as poison and you want to avoid it at all costs and it is painful but it turns out to be the true, sweet nectar of the gods by fulfilling and rewarding you with veritable bliss and lasting happiness. These are the storms of life that turn out to be blessings. These are the down turns, heartaches or efforts in life that turn out to be instrumental to your growth and depth of understanding, bringing joy, gratitude and freedom to your existence, from the inside.

I thought of the three gunas, and especially authentic happiness, when I received some pictures from back east this week. Please allow me the wide and large latitude of metaphor.

Here is the beginnings of the storm: You fear it, you prepare for it but you don’t know what it will look like, you know it will be grim, but how scary and for how long will it last? Will it be as bad as everyone says it will be? IMG_3682Then, you are in the middle of the storm: It is dark and lonely and you have never been or seen this before, it is unpredictable and you are navigating new territory, the feelings are unbearable and you may think you will never make it out alive.IMG_3683Finally, it is over: You assess the damage, you look around you and see what you can salvage. You process the destruction, you pick up the pieces, you re-evaluate again and you process some more. You may talk or write about it incessantly in order to release it as well as to gain the proper perspective.IMG_3684

You are on the other side of it: We all rejoice! You realize what a gift the storm was and you take the time to make something beautiful, lovely and cheery out of it! NAMASTE!IMG_3688

 Thank you to V in NYC for the pictures and inspiration.

 

Y3 – Day 34 – Positivity

There is a new branch of psychology called positivity. Pollyana had it right all along and knew the deal before modern man called it. All meditators since ancient times knew it too. They found our thoughts create our perception. The glass half full vs. the glass half empty idea finally has a name and science to back up what believers always knew.

Trust and know that positive influences will open the doors when you exhibit positive feelings and exude positive thoughts. This is powerful knowledge.

Endeavor to focus on the positive. Every last one of us has negative thoughts, we are not yet Gurus. Practicing to shake off the worry, anxiety and fatalistic thinking and replacing it with optimism and hope is healthy. Try It.

Instead of watching or reading the news, programs on devastation, doomsday and zombies, movies or books full of violent descriptions… Go within, meditate on peace in silence and send it out to the world. Switch out your old, scary tapes with new and improved ones.

Don’t complain, judge or criticize for 24 hours. Notice how it feels emotionally and how your outlook lightens, even for an hour. Focus instead on gratitude, giving compliments, encouraging others, acknowledging the good you see in the world and validating your right to happiness. Test it out. I dare you.