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A Simple Healing…

FingersI was conversing with a friend whom I have noticed in the last few days has been coming down with a cold, all congested and stuffy. When out of my mouth popped “What are you all confused about?” so she began to tell me about the things going on at home with her husband and her trying to put all of the pieces together with his possible new job, his coaching their daughters soccer and juggling all of their time together. I could feel and here all of the worry and work that her brain was scrambling to do to get the pieces to fit and her frustration in it not coming together fast enough to ease all of these new fears for the two of them.

After she lined out all of the pros, cons, the possible, the impossible and anything else that came to her mind. She turned to me to see what I suggested. I said why not just allow God to put it together. See all the pieces just fitting perfectly, with all of you laughing and enjoying how easy life has now become with the perfect money and time to be just enjoying it all.

I watched as I evidently spoke the very words she needed to here, as I saw her shoulders relax, her body straighten out, and when she started talking again I pointed out to her all of her congestion was now almost non existent. She was like “wow’ as I explained all of her congested, stuck and stopped up thinking had materialized in her body, until she talked about it, got it out, to find and feel an answer that eased all of this internal mind struggling.

To find myself waking up this morning to an extremely numb shoulder, a stuck and very sore neck. I promptly readjusted my position in bed, and asked my body “what’s up?” Then laid there and let the thoughts just drift in a kind of half-awake state. Seeing scenes from my past, quick glimpses of old incidents, suddenly with other broader views to take in the situation. Aware of the long standing issue with my top rib’s tendency to be easily popped out of place, my own confusion at times of either running or only standing up for myself when I am cornered. In a whole new light as a habit I picked up when learning to defend myself in a very frightening situation many, many years ago that all of me automatically goes to as a survival mode when things get the least little bit tense and uncomfortable.

I thanked my body for answering, then stopped and paused long enough to ask it if there was anything else I needed to know. To be then flooded with information about my own uniqueness that has been assaulted, played down and punished by anyone who I allow their opinion to matter, over what feels or works for me.

The back of my neck eased considerably, until I desired to share this by writing here… to feel this fear come over me of the consequences of sharing what I have learned once again in my writing. My breath became shallow, my ears ringing and then I noticed my fingers and nails. None would ever be photographic for another; so many scars from all of the many things I have been so hands on about.

Both middle fingernails are flat and shovel shaped with no normal fingerprint on the other side because as a child, the neighbor had an electric wire that he had strung across his garage door to keep the local alley cats out of. Which about the age of five I sat on to swing as some little kids would do. Promptly to receive electricity through the scarred place on my behind and to then have it ground me where my fingers touched the earth.

I realized that one of the teachings I have been studying “states how golden silence is by not sharing information with others who are not ready or in the supportive frame of mind”. And the perfect solution then entered my mind…as I remembered how I spent days around Christmas time figuring out how to install the rate this app on my site thinking how important it was to know what another thought.

Now realizing as long as I am willing to write this and take the time to share it. People can read it, comment, find it useful or not without another’s judgment necessary… Because I write to express me, talking to myself, to teach me and allow me to figure me out.  The rest just is what it is… my body resonating perfectly as I find myself sitting up straighter, easier and noticing almost all of the discomfort in my neck diminished… small baby steps of asking, listening and responding as I connect to all of me!!!

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Clues, Observations, Realizations, New Solutions

Ground rules … are our own. We establish what we allow or don’t, what is right or wrong for us. We learn from our experiences, when we take whatever has happened and keep turning it, until we get either a view we like, or we find what we can do differently to get the answer we seek. After my writing this morning, I went to find solutions in my favorite gold/goal mine…the horses. Starting with the biggest of my bunch, both in size and position in the herd, he is the most apt to try me. Either by moving so much into my space for attention, that it is in horse language rude and disrespectful, or acting like a spoilt brat, when he finds the first trick doesn’t work. Both of those this morning, I correctly recognized and made the right adjustments so I felt the ease of leadership. He is slowly allowing me back my expected position as in charge, head of the group, leader. The ride was easy and flowing until my trimmer arrived, when I felt him tense up, searched through myself to find I was aware of someone in the position to watch. It took some concentrated breathing to relax me and more core awareness for it to filter him to sort of relax. He managed all the patterns, actually listening for cues, and behaved in the manner that suggested I have changed, I am getting better, though I still haven’t left the peanut gallery completely out. Yet! We got out the hurting mare from yesterday. Her evaluation of some of the soreness could be contributed to her feet and the way she has been made to travel, way up on her toes like a lady in 7 inch heels, most of her life. We got through trimming all four feet, one foot needed three extra swipes with the rasp, which truly gave the mare so much needed relief. To then move on to massage, stretching, and helping the muscle that stood up each time I worked across that area, enough for the trimmer to watch it as it slowly began to release and relax. Lisa and me then began comparing notes to which parts of the various horses she was dealing with and which parts I was noticing. Both of us amused at all of the toe problems she was dealing with, my comment of “been busy walking around on tiptoes with people”. She grinned and then remarked was I aware of in my teaching format, “you have this tendency to constantly validate yourself” stop it your great. The conversation then going on about digging through the past for answers, or looking ahead for solutions, when some where right in the middle of that, we settled on looking at what was or is, to figure out what it is one wants right now in the moment. The digging for what caused it doesn’t help, but knowing how one truly feels, recognizing it, then changing how one looks to find the good or the trigger thing that sets one off. To notice it sooner eachtime, with the idea of yeah that feels like this, but I am wanting to feel like that. All and all it allowed both of us the piece/peace of still doing the scrutinizing, digging, observing, but in the constructed manner of a pile of wood thrown randomly down, looked at, then decide what is there, then reorganized into an easy to use, orderly stack.
We went to lunch, enjoyed the soup, company, and lightened conversation as we talked about the various ways we draw in information, each of us filtering in our different fashions. To come up with a very workable result that satisfies both of us. She went to her next trim, I went to drive, feeling tons lighter about my family. I desire to be treated like the important, weirdly wonderful person I am. I accept full attention, I condone being asked, I love being included because I am wanted. (That entire sentence was a work of art, I had to keep finding the thing I desire, not the old stuff…I threw out)
My son called to tell me my parts for my truck were in, from the two weeks search to find them. The fun part being originally the bill was supposed to be over $100 now that the right parts were correctly identified, the total delivered to him tomorrow is $34 . I continue driving, distracted by people pulling in front of me, then slowing down, I think, I must be going to fast in my racing mind to get things all done now. Slow my thinking, start having fun with what needs to be done, and both vehicles pulled off and turned. I love how things keep working out for me when I relax and allow!
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