There was ice, beginning to form, on the chicken/sheep water in the North pasture, this Morning. First time this season it has gotten that cold. My sightings of Slate Colored Juncos was confirmed, I saw flocks of them yesterday. Winter may be on the horizon. I hope they are wrong this time, and the first snow flurry is six weeks away.
I dug my amaryllis and gladiolas yesterday. I was prompted by a forecast for a hard freeze tonight. The amaryllis looked good, the bulbs enlarged nicely. The gladiola bulbs didn't enlarge much, instead they produced hundreds of bulbets around the bulb. I had this happen before and I thought it was because they were stressed. They shouldn't have been stressed this Summer. I will pot the amaryllis, after the first of the year. I like them to bloom, in the bleakness of February, when the flowers will brighten up the living room.
We dug a few potatoes on Wednesday. Jamie was okay during the digging, but, it appears to be too much activity for her. It is hard to keep one's neck, still enough, doing that kind of work. We will get it done one way or another.
I feel like I am on a crash course to get my act together. I am reminded, constantly, about how my mind wanders and investigates faults. The same ability that made me a good therapist is something I am dealing with now. In the past, I could come into a new situation and see, without effort, the problems that needed correcting. When I was in private practice, I, often knew, what a new client, was going to say, before they opened their mouth. I could 'see' what people struggled with before they expressed it. This didn't happen all the time. This gift, if that is what it is, happened because it was suppose to happen, with the people, I was seeing. In a social situation, I may not see more than anybody else.
I don't know what other people see. I know that I often see, what are commonly called faults, in others, that of course, is only what they are dealing with. As a therapist, one is an evaluator, to be effective this evaluation cannot be judgmental. Most of the time, I can see peoples transparency, without judgement; however, I have realized, I often will turn over things in my mind, in a way that is judgmental. It was hidden from me; I thought I was just seeing, what I was seeing.
If one is sensitive to the ego facades of others, they may see the others' struggles. There is only one response, compassion. I have been reminded, over and over, again that Love is everything. Any response to anything that is not Love is not helpful. I have been alert to how my mind works. When we see a person's struggles, and don't look past them, to the being they are, we are just distancing ourselves from them. Neither of us, needs that.
If others are like me, we need to be watchful, that when we observe somebody else's pain, we respond with love; which is compassion. Unless, they have designated us as a helper, we have no need to mull their struggles over in our minds. In any case, the greatest help we can give to anyone, is to simply, love them.
So I have been on a new kind of negativity diet, where I attempt to expunge my mind, of everything, that is not loving. I am not talking about things that just float through. All kinds of flotsam and jetsam float through. If we don't stop and look at them, and add feelings, no harm is done. I don't understand this very well. I need to know more about the heart/mind connection. I think we can imagine our minds being, continually flooded by love, from our hearts. Instead of my mind being an empty neutral space, I want my mind to be a bubble of love. Bubble? That might not be the right word, bubble headed?
We are all trying to discover who we are. We are all love. There is nothing else.
Be happy on your journey. Our light is shining bright.
Happy Friday!
Love and Peace, Gregg
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