Your best friend, name 3 ways they help you out or encourage you or add to your experience. Now name 3 ways you help them out or encourage them or add to their experience. Does someone believe you are being treated unfairly according to their score card? That doesn’t mean stop doing it, maybe it just means become aware of it and consciously choose your next decision.
Oh, I didn’t tell you about my great find today! After dropping the sidekick off at the office, I stopped into Goodwill next door to replace my alarm clock. They had none but had two Paula Deen skillets and a small table lamp. I found a cool clock radio at the next Goodwill, with two alarm settings. The radio doesn’t work but all I need is a red display and an alarm. The green displays blind me.
A conversation about feeling the temptation to fill-in your own grid and being wise enough to know that you can’t. Video here on YouTube. “The grid filling-in, isn’t the action. The grid filling-in is preparing for the action. “The grid filling-in is the same thing as saying, the current manifestation in progress. “We’re talking about preparing yourself vibrationally — which means you’ve got to get off the specifics and stay general, because as long as you’re talking about specifics, you’re going to activate things that don’t allow things to unfold smoothly. We want the pleasure of the conscious, deliberate gridding to be as significant as the pleasure of (doing what you actually want to do.) A few additional points: – Fear means you’re not feeling ready for what you want. – You’ve got to go general to create your vibrational point of receiving. Excerpted from Abraham LIVE — North Los Angeles, CA 7/14/12.
He told her he’d never been treated well at home, so she treated him well. He told her he’d worked like a dog for 20 years with nothing but scorn and demands from an ungrateful family, so she made him the king. He said no one ever understood him, so she made a point to listen and make him feel understood. He said he had no real friends, no one to encourage and emotionally support him, so she made it her job. If these were his only barriers, she wanted to remove them so he could get on with his happy life. He said it was all he ever wanted. A place to stand still for a moment in a supportive environment, and have nothing to focus upon other than “who am I?” and “what do I want?” What he learned from her changed his perception of the world as he knew it forevermore. Not everyone is ready to hear the answers to those answers.
What is relevant is that, while you love me, you love me fully. We don’t regret our past, we don’t anticipate a future. We enjoy each holy, sacred moment we’ve got right Now and we stay flexible enough to ever-morph into more of what our work together is to be. Who’s to say whether that’s 24 more hours or 24 more years? All that matters to me is that in the Now, I feel happy, I feel content, I feel I am doing meaningful work, I feel that I love and am loved, I am having fun, I have friends I feel emotionally supported by. At some point, I learned it’s irrelevant whether that love comes from a particular person or not, and learned the duration had zero to do with it. The intensity of the connectedness and fun-ness in the Now is everything. Everything.
Today began just after daybreak. I awoke wanting to move some ornamental plants and rocks and outdoor furniture from one area of the driveway to another, so I spent an hour doing that. Now there is seating for six, and a buffer of plants and bamboo fence for privacy from the office window. I set out the sprinkler on the treeline out front, then cut and cleared a little more of the trail in my west woods. As it neared 1:00pm, I woke up the sidekick and we made our way to the Cocoa Beach Art Festival with a quick stop at CanFest at the Wickham Pavilion. The art show was jam packed and I was over the crowd almost as soon as we got there. CanFest was, as yesterday, very under attended and no music of note happening, so we did a quick lap through and were on our way. Too lazy to cook, I popped some egg rolls and mini potpie turnovers in the oven and called it dinner. I was so proud of myself this morning for not craving coffee when I woke up, and yet as dinner cooked I made a pot. We added sugar and milk, and took it outside to drink as we watched the almost full moon rise. We live in Paradise! An awesome day today, beautiful weather, got some walking in, heard a little music, good conversation with good company. Life is good. I have no complaints whatsoever.
I love it when I need a garage remote control battery and I have the exact one in my battery stash.
Imagine a window that you toss pebbles toward to wake up the sleeping person inside. Now imagine Jeremy waking up and thinking it’s his own idea…