I seem to be having a lot of wake-up calls lately. Maybe they've always been there, or maybe I'm just "getting it" now. I have always been a seeker, I guess. It isn't until recently that I am willing to label myself that. I ask questions, I love the deep dive, or "peeling the onion" as I often refer to it. I'm now realizing the answers were always there; I just wish I had been "getting it" a lot earlier.
This past Friday, I was reading my daily email from Bob Proctor, Insight of the Day. Every Friday he puts out a story. This one was titled, Remember the Love. This one spoke to me, and continues to speak to me. The very last paragraph of the story, written by Veronica Hay, states, "...I found my truth. The secret to success and the secret to life is in the love. Once I knew that, I knew everything."
Why is this so profound? Why did I experience an "Ah-ha" moment? In 1996, I was going through a divorce. It was your typical divorce, I guess, ugly, nasty and very vindictive. I was told I was going to pay for leaving the marriage and boy did I. I was at my lowest, deeply depressed and seriously thinking of committing suicide. I had a dream that at the time was very puzzling. Not only was it very clear but it also was extremely confusing, especially during a time that I was lucky to clock two hours of sleep a night.
I was driving a car on a very steep and twisty road. The woman that was my Matron of Honor in our wedding was in the back seat and very much pregnant. My ex-husband was in the passenger seat and for once in his life, not saying a word. I kept driving faster and faster and then realized I wasn't in control of the car any longer. We crested this one hill and as the car failed to make the left turn, we went flying off the cliff at full speed. The nose of the car pointed down and we were free falling. I remember being scared but mostly very sad because I was taking out my friend and her soon-to-be baby boy. As we continued to fall, my friend leaned over into the front seat and said to me, "All that matters is love. Nothing else does. Just love." I awoke with a start and wondered what the hell. I must admit that I have thought of that dream from time to time over the years and gave it a, "Yep, that's right. Love matters." Remember the Love brought it all back to me and my lightbulb clicked on.
We all have our challenges and very trying times. We close ourselves off for protection or just because we've been batted around for so long, we are just plain bruised and can't feel anymore. Everything hurts so we shut down the heart, we shut off the love from giving it to feeling it. What if we felt all of it? We opened ourselves to the pain and allowed it to course through our bodies without resistance. No blocks, no pushing it down and back, but out there screaming your pain out loud to a trusted and loving listener?
"Wow, that sounds really really scary. What if I can't handle it? What if it completely destroys me?" "What if I get locked up because I am a friggin' nutcase?" There's the ego stepping up and in. "Whatever you do, stay tough, stay strong, and repress this." Don't blame the ego, it's just trying to protect you. But by "protecting" you, it represses, it blocks emotions that need to be released. What happens when you dam water flowing down a river? You have to have some way of venting, or releasing it, or it will overflow and flood everything below. It's the same with our bodies. We need that release, we need to remove resistance because by blocking and repressing we cause illness and disease. The same treatment that sought to protect is in fact harming.
They say that when you scratch depression you find anger and sorrow. Why not let it go? Find a good friend, a therapist, or just go for a weekend away and release it. Let it flow. Yell, scream, cry, beat up pillows or throw plates (yes, a friend of mine has done that), but let it out. Then ask your higher power to fill that aching, hurting, empty sore spot with as much love as you can handle so that too overflows.
Let it overflow, and let the love come out. When hurt occurs, send love. When callous words are spoken, or people strive to hurt you, send love. I know this isn't the "Dirty Harry" kind of revenge we see in the movies where everyone cheers when the bad guys get their come-uppance, but this is real life not Hollywood. We are living in an energetic Universe. Everything is energy and vibrates at frequencies that attract or repel. Love is a vibration, as is hate. By sending love, you attract love and repeal hate. By sending hate and revenge, you attract more of the same and repel love.
Does this mean that we have to embrace everything out there--including those that intentionally cause us pain? No. I have a friend that once said to me, "To be highly spiritual is to be highly grounded." Now in the ethers there may be no "right and wrong" but down here there is. There is a moral right and wrong. The right is what love is; the wrong causes the pain and anguish. I do not agree with supporting the ones causing the pain. Stand by those that are hurt by the wrong and give them love. You do not have to "hate" the wrong-doer--send them love and walk away. [This subject will be another blog, coming very shortly.]
Yes, love is the secret to success, to all that is. Let feelings flow through you. Hold on to the love and the good and send it out to others. Let the hurt wash through you. Let it cleanse your soul. The hurts, the challenges, hard as they are what define you. Let them strengthen you but not destroy you. Soar high, because I believe in you. I love you.
Now, pass it on.
This past Friday, I was reading my daily email from Bob Proctor, Insight of the Day. Every Friday he puts out a story. This one was titled, Remember the Love. This one spoke to me, and continues to speak to me. The very last paragraph of the story, written by Veronica Hay, states, "...I found my truth. The secret to success and the secret to life is in the love. Once I knew that, I knew everything."
Why is this so profound? Why did I experience an "Ah-ha" moment? In 1996, I was going through a divorce. It was your typical divorce, I guess, ugly, nasty and very vindictive. I was told I was going to pay for leaving the marriage and boy did I. I was at my lowest, deeply depressed and seriously thinking of committing suicide. I had a dream that at the time was very puzzling. Not only was it very clear but it also was extremely confusing, especially during a time that I was lucky to clock two hours of sleep a night.
I was driving a car on a very steep and twisty road. The woman that was my Matron of Honor in our wedding was in the back seat and very much pregnant. My ex-husband was in the passenger seat and for once in his life, not saying a word. I kept driving faster and faster and then realized I wasn't in control of the car any longer. We crested this one hill and as the car failed to make the left turn, we went flying off the cliff at full speed. The nose of the car pointed down and we were free falling. I remember being scared but mostly very sad because I was taking out my friend and her soon-to-be baby boy. As we continued to fall, my friend leaned over into the front seat and said to me, "All that matters is love. Nothing else does. Just love." I awoke with a start and wondered what the hell. I must admit that I have thought of that dream from time to time over the years and gave it a, "Yep, that's right. Love matters." Remember the Love brought it all back to me and my lightbulb clicked on.
We all have our challenges and very trying times. We close ourselves off for protection or just because we've been batted around for so long, we are just plain bruised and can't feel anymore. Everything hurts so we shut down the heart, we shut off the love from giving it to feeling it. What if we felt all of it? We opened ourselves to the pain and allowed it to course through our bodies without resistance. No blocks, no pushing it down and back, but out there screaming your pain out loud to a trusted and loving listener?
"Wow, that sounds really really scary. What if I can't handle it? What if it completely destroys me?" "What if I get locked up because I am a friggin' nutcase?" There's the ego stepping up and in. "Whatever you do, stay tough, stay strong, and repress this." Don't blame the ego, it's just trying to protect you. But by "protecting" you, it represses, it blocks emotions that need to be released. What happens when you dam water flowing down a river? You have to have some way of venting, or releasing it, or it will overflow and flood everything below. It's the same with our bodies. We need that release, we need to remove resistance because by blocking and repressing we cause illness and disease. The same treatment that sought to protect is in fact harming.
They say that when you scratch depression you find anger and sorrow. Why not let it go? Find a good friend, a therapist, or just go for a weekend away and release it. Let it flow. Yell, scream, cry, beat up pillows or throw plates (yes, a friend of mine has done that), but let it out. Then ask your higher power to fill that aching, hurting, empty sore spot with as much love as you can handle so that too overflows.
Let it overflow, and let the love come out. When hurt occurs, send love. When callous words are spoken, or people strive to hurt you, send love. I know this isn't the "Dirty Harry" kind of revenge we see in the movies where everyone cheers when the bad guys get their come-uppance, but this is real life not Hollywood. We are living in an energetic Universe. Everything is energy and vibrates at frequencies that attract or repel. Love is a vibration, as is hate. By sending love, you attract love and repeal hate. By sending hate and revenge, you attract more of the same and repel love.
Does this mean that we have to embrace everything out there--including those that intentionally cause us pain? No. I have a friend that once said to me, "To be highly spiritual is to be highly grounded." Now in the ethers there may be no "right and wrong" but down here there is. There is a moral right and wrong. The right is what love is; the wrong causes the pain and anguish. I do not agree with supporting the ones causing the pain. Stand by those that are hurt by the wrong and give them love. You do not have to "hate" the wrong-doer--send them love and walk away. [This subject will be another blog, coming very shortly.]
Yes, love is the secret to success, to all that is. Let feelings flow through you. Hold on to the love and the good and send it out to others. Let the hurt wash through you. Let it cleanse your soul. The hurts, the challenges, hard as they are what define you. Let them strengthen you but not destroy you. Soar high, because I believe in you. I love you.
Now, pass it on.
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