I
have been sitting here for awhile. Closing my eyes to get
inspiration, nodding off to sleep instead. It is a nice Sunny day. I
need to let the light flood my being.
Maybe
I am having a little trouble taking my own advice. I know it is
possible to keep the vibrations of the larger world from affecting
our consciousness. I do it all the time. Yet sometimes the world
seems to crash down our barriers. Although, that is not exactly
right. As the whole point of awakening is opening not closing. I
don't sense I have barriers. The darkness of the world is just there,
for now. It is our minds that stray into a place that invites the
darkness in; perhaps a stray thought overly dwelt on, or mood
indulged rather than sent on its way.
In
any case. I am going to choose happiness. I think I let in a little
gloominess by assessing all the things that should be done before
cold weather. Yesterday and this Morning I was musing on how the
chicken coop needs cleaning and the big barn could use it too. I
could get by laying more clean bedding down in the barn, but the
ceiling is getting lower and lower. I think it would be a mistake to
let the chicken coop go through the Winter. The chicken coop doesn't
smell. It is good and dry and there has been much accumulated
bedding. But it is time.
My
lawn needs mowing. That is no big deal and I enjoy doing it. It just
takes time and the right weather. It should be good mowing this
afternoon and tomorrow.
I
was sitting in my chair this Morning doing the crossword puzzle. It
was peaceful. My body could have been 20 years old, 30 years old,
certainly youthful; I got up to let the chickens out, oh my, I felt
every one of my 82+ years. It always surprises me that I am an old
codger. I only feel that way when I move around, sometimes. Other
times I still move fluidly through the universe. I really don't mind
growing old, everybody does it if they live long enough. However, I
would like to grow up before I get too much older.
You
know, grown up. Not given to reaction. Not given to defensiveness.
Not susceptible to attack. Knowing we are adequate. Knowing we are
lovable. Knowing we are one with Source and all other beings. Devoid
of judgement. Automatically, offering compassion to others in pain.
That kind of grown up. Well I am getting there and I know all others
are too. It will be wonderful to walk out into the light a free
being.
So
not letting the big world impinge upon us depends, at least in part,
on keeping our own little world in order. I need to get that lawn
mowed and that chicken coop ready for Winter. And I am a work in
progress.
When
I feel heaviness in myself, I can feel relief by remembering to be
grateful. Just writing those words elevates me. I have so much to be
grateful for it is amazing. I live in paradise, in a fabulous house.
I have an amazingly creative, marvelous, loving wife. I have amazing
children and grandchildren. I don't know that a person could be more
blessed. I may grouse about getting old, but how many 82 year olds
can contemplate cleaning the barns?
Well,
I guess I better start getting my little world in order.
Love
and Peace, Gregg
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