My mother had 2 heart attacks a week before Mother’s Day and ended up in ICU…So we had this impromptu family reunion. During this reunion I found myself “in charge” of the 5 kids- one of which was my beautiful 6 year old niece. This day she looked right in my face and said, “Aunt Vicky; do you love Jesus?”…
We were chatting a few months ago, and we were discussing the finer points of True Love…This is not the flowers and candy love…This is the Namaste kind of Love that says, “I see only your True Divine Self, the Self in you that sees only my True Divine Self, and I am holding us both to that Self… and nothing less.
…I love to observe the world around me, and one of my observations was that my sister could gather all 6 children (hers and mine) to the dinner table at one time, and they actually ate stuff that she fixed… without complaining! …So many times we do little things to show our love and affection to others, and they seem to be ill-received or not even received at all. Or, like I did, we watch someone else show their love to someone, and we try to emulate it hoping and even expecting to get the same response.
When I was growing up, particularly in my teens and twenties I used to think that I was born in the wrong year. I seemed to fit so much better into the Bohemian, Peace-loving era of the 60’s. These years seemed the heyday where I would have found acceptance; a place; a natural fit. But instead I was born in 1974…There is not a single soul who isn’t made to be here Now. We all are. And we are all necessary because we bring different things to the table…
Quite some time ago I taught both of my boys how to do breathing exercises. I did this in the hopes that they would excitedly use these new found breathing exercises to calm their frustrations and worries, thus leading to less broken items in my home, and peaceful grocery store trips! (yes, my children are human too!)…
So I had this funny interaction the other morning after teaching what I thought was a quite fabulous yoga class. It was the fall equinox that day, and there was even a crisp feel in the air to welcome in the new season. I was quite excited to be there myself. It was a small group, and one I was not used to teaching as I was subbing for an instructor that was out of town. I got a few straight-faced looks when I told them the usual instructor was absent, but I was undaunted… So many times we use angry communication (aggressive), no communication (passive), or a combo of the two-passive aggressive communication (angrily communicating nothing); and the result is always the same. We don’t get what we want or need…
I am sitting today in prayer and meditation on the way that we as a “Collective We” treat people that we love. I am struck so often by the way that we impose what we think is best for others, tell others how they should act, what they should do for work, where they should live, who they should love, how they should exist in this life…
Once upon a time you listened to that still small voice inside you. You didn’t imagine that it even existed separate from you, because it didn’t. It was you….
I was recently asked the meaning of the phrase “trying is lying”…So I paused for some inner guidance and I came up with this: “There is no ‘trying’. You are either doing it or you’re not.”
Once upon a time I was a girl who thought she couldn’t learn how to use technology……That was the day I got my first Blackberry, it was a red flip style, pocket-sized- this was a necessity as I wanted it to fit in my jeans pocket- and it had a Qwerty keyboard. Now you have to understand that prior to this I had a phone that didn’t even text.