My G-u-i-dance(God U & I Dance)
Officially A WordPress Blogger, though this blogging could be a slow process of sifting through with the help of this new format I have been allowing myself to learn, integrate, understand and get truly comfortable with from the last few weeks of deep introspection. My G-u-i-dance(God U & I Dance) has been slowly coming to the forefront in the last several months, weeks, days and hours as I am understanding more about my connection to source, in my teaching, coaching, training, parenting, and just plain living, loving life. Today’s lessons was in part in the form of a learning curve in an email I receive periodically from one of the EFT tapping sources I subscribed to because he sometimes sends out new information from sources I would not normally go looking for. This one was for a free transformational video http://vimeo.com/37153242 which I tried to load last night, after the second failed attempt, decided I would try once more this morning and it came right up. Being rained out, made a perfect day off to catch up on everything from the last few weeks of straight through working both places and figuring out my youngest son’s next steps. I had everything fed, a load started, made some coffee with two blackberry fruit spread biscuits, dimmed the lights and allowed the video to stream. As it played I noted my coffee (after two weeks without) was bitter, the biscuits felt stuffed to the brim and the words became alive, interesting, drawing me to listen closer, tapping the entire time, aware of the importance of connection to an answer I had been seeking. I was so aware of my feelings, that when it was over, I went back through for the key words for me. Finding them I then tried to listen to the other video’s in connection to the first one on YouTube, but those held no importance for me. The three words that lit up and I felt such a relevance to were the negative words: prejudice and separation and the flip side; unity. With these words, came the desire to straighten up and finish several projects I had started, then paused with all of this introspection. I pulled out the seam on one of the sleeves I was refinishing, then trimmed, ironed, finished two shirts, fitted and redesigned two pairs of pants. Did all of my other laundry, checked my son’s chores making note of what he did right, checked the kitchen, fixed a small snack and started my solitaire procedure as I allowed the pieces to fit more comfortably into place. Fascinated by the clipping sound the card game uses in dealing the cards, very much like the sound of cutting loose threads, trimming hair or clipping newspaper ads… all the same as trimming the habits I have noticed and am allowing myself to view and change. Especially aware of the three outside horses currently in training: all are older mares, having had hard lives, rough usage, scars, injuries, adjustments and lots of fear based reactions to being handled when they first arrived. The white mare came in ready to defend to the end, her right to be in charge… she now is soft, quiet, and so appreciative to the adjustments, love and assertive guidance, as she now waits, asks, and works with her new owners. They are so amazed of the quick turn-around from their first introduction to this rescue horse. The black mare has been here two months, she is older, more set in her fear, her desire to flee, rather than taking the time to figure it out… her and her owner has come quite a ways, but there is still more to do, as I learn to allow them to figure it out, as I wait to be asked instead of stepping in to rescue, because I know the answer does not mean I should do the work. The last mare, younger than the other two, starved to the point of her just about giving up. Her waking up so abruptly, to try to put me between her and the scary thing… Teaching me to be more aware of honoring me first, saving another at any cost, like in swimming will drown both of you. I know they were all here at this time because I needed their lessons, as much as they needed mine. To slow down, ask, observe, allow, wait till it feels right, easy and it flows…Funny all day today I have had the song “Haven’t Met You Yet” by Michael Buble playing in my head, telling me, all of this feeling no movement forward, is because the man is on his way & the Universe is making sure I am right here for each next puzzle piece stepping stone. Life is So Wonderful!