Flow With Change

I unexpectedly obtained a job for which I had applied almost one year earlier.  It had taken so long to manifest that I accepted what I called my bridge job, something to hold me over until I could figure out my next step.  While on the bridge job, I realized that I was repeating my old pattern: doing whatever in order to make money.  My heart said to me, “I am tired of doing this.  I deeply want [a list of intangibles].”

Almost instantly, the long-delayed job came through.  I immediately left my bridge job and began the new one the next day.  I felt as though this was fate, God sent, and what I was meant to do.

The new job did not match my expectations at all.

Unbeknownst to me, my supervisors looked at my skill set and decided that I could perform duties that were needed, but not funded under the advertised position.  My role was based upon a need that had nothing to do with what I thought the job entailed.  My supervisors saw something in me that I didn’t even see in myself and thought that I would be perfect for the undefined placement.

My new job was filled with a lot of uncertainty.  It presented entirely new situations with entirely new types of people.

On the outside looking in, I thought, “I can do this.”  Once I got into my new position, the uncertainty made me doubt myself.  My role was not well defined.  Each day I didn’t know what to expect.  Throughout each day, I could be at one place performing certain tasks and I would suddenly be called to go to another location and do something entirely different.

Most of the time, I tried to live up to this unknown thing about me that other people saw.  I tried to live up to their vision.  On the other hand, I was very uncomfortable because my previous positions have been fairly predictable.  I like that.  In my new position, I often had no clue of what to do.  There was no training.  I dealt with each situation as it came up.  Each day I learned something fresh.  I acted on instinct.  I made mistakes.  I don’t like making mistakes.

Even in positions that I didn’t particularly like, I always had certainty.  I knew what was expected of me.  If I hadn’t done it before, I had done something like it and could figure out what was needed and get it done.  In this job, I was in a whole new world.

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Living From Within

Sacred Lotus padma wikepedia

During one very dark point in my life, I spent about six to eight weeks in self-imposed isolation.

My mom had passed the year before.  I had no income.  Nevertheless, I was making the best of my circumstances.  I was exercising, practicing yoga, and eating healthfully.  I felt that I was one with God and growing in Spirit every day.  Then, my life changed instantly.  I lost my work-trade job (working for classes) at a yoga studio, broke my foot, and became immobile.  My health as I appreciated it was taken away.  I went into a downward tailspin.

Looking back, it seems incredible, but I just lost it.  It was too much.  I decided to give up.  I didn’t want to live anymore.  When my half-hearted attempt to end my life was unsuccessful, I began my in-house retreat.  It was clear that I had lost my connection – again.  Every time I think “I’ve got it!” something happens to show me that my belief is not unshakeable.  It’s like geometry.  I learn to solve one problem, but don’t understand the principle enough to withstand subsequent challenges. Thus, losing all of my transient rocks (mom, income, yoga, mobility) forced me to reconnect with that which is Unchangeable.

As I fell deeper into an abyss, I became desperate not to plunge further and focused intently on climbing out.  I read, meditated, listened to inspirational music and sermons.  Many times I simply sat in silence.  One of the books I read was Living in the Light by Shakti Gawain, which had been on my bookshelf for years.  I tried to read it, but could never get into it.  During the exile from myself, I read it repeatedly because it was what I needed to hear at that time.

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Growing Through the Storms

Red Rose in a storm by faepacific

After a particularly challenging day, I wanted to fill my drained self with food and wine, but I know from experience that this choice is merely a Band-Aid, not a cure.  In fact, it keeps me in the valley.  A stuffed self cannot flow.  A drugged self cannot clearly see signposts on the path.  We grow spiritually when we are strong mentally and physically.

So on this particularly day, I chose to enter my meditation room and sit with no time limit.  I would sit until I felt better.  I mentally released all debt, lack, and limitation.  I spoke my word and told my struggles to get thee behind me.  I visualized pictures of mountains of drama and trauma turning to sand.

I filled myself with abundance.  I spoke health and prosperity.  I saw the beauty of my life and saw myself connected to all life, to the energy of all existence, and to the energy of the Universe. In that connection, I felt such overwhelming love, God’s love, that I started crying from the sheer immensity of that feeling.  At that moment, I felt secure.  I felt safe.  I felt that my situation was not insurmountable, that it would be resolved, that I was one with God and, therefore, one with abundance.  One with prosperity.  I felt that.

When I completed my meditation, I was compelled to flip through various books on my shelves.  I felt that whatever page I landed on would be what I needed to hear.

In The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield, priests were serenely facing violence from the government.  The protagonist was scared to death, in fear of his life, and didn’t understand why they were so calm.  The priests were calm because they needed to keep their vibration level high.  They knew if they were fearful, their energy dropped.  With low energy, they could not receive insight or attract helpful people.  Fear attracts itself – more situations and circumstances that evoke panic and trepidation.

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Becoming Accustomed to the Flow of Being

Flow of Being nancybenet

There is an indescribable feeling that I get in meditation or after yoga, even when I have monkey mind throughout (thinking of bills, chores, and people).  It may last for only a few seconds; but, the memory of that feeling makes me want more.  That’s why I always return to yoga, meditation, and other transformative practices, and read and listen to varying sources of wisdom.  I am repeatedly led to this feeling, however brief, that is hard to describe.  Is it peace?  An opening or space?  A flow?  An awareness?

I have similar experiences with eating.  I became a vegetarian after visiting my sister.  After six months, I craved my favorite meat dishes and returned to habitual ways of eating.  My body reacted.  It was though my system had cleansed itself and was clear.  When I resumed eating meat, grease, and other fatty foods that usually accompanied my meals, I began to experience indigestion and feeling uncomfortably stuffed.  In general, I did not feel well.  I realized that, prior to my vegetarian experience, I considered this state normal.

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