Posts tagged ‘limitations’

Movie Monday: Recommit (and DO IT!)

Double feature today!  Here’s a little from me:

 

And a little from Shia LaBeouf . . .

(I could seriously just watch this again and again. . .)

Much love and many blessings! ❤

Think About It Thursday: How Uncomfortable Are You?

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I think it’s funny that certain subjects/ideas/quotes sometimes seem to come up for me around the same time of year.  I discovered I posted about this almost exactly 2 years ago:

Metaphysics Monday: Are You Uncomfortable Yet?

I’ve really been thinking about this again.  Do you feel comfortable?  REALLY comfortable?  If you do, that may not be a good sign!

Oftentimes discomfort comes from reaching the edge of our boundaries, from stretching farther than we ever have before.  It can feel pretty awkward — even painful!

But then, once we make it through that boundary, extend that wall, we have more space.  We are freer.  And this continues until we completely break through all of our walls, until we no longer have any limitations.

So, how comfortable do you feel now?  Is it time for a little stretch?  I’m telling you, it’s worth it!

Movie Monday: Independence!

What do you claim your independence from today?

Angels and Darkness

ID-100100654On Angels. . .

I had the lovely thought today that the angels are actually in constant communication with me.  Why not?  If they are with me always, why do I feel I need to wait to hear from them?  Why always be connected?  A few posts ago I mentioned that I woke up one morning and the kitchen faucet was running.  A few days later my sister had the same experience in her downstairs bathroom.  I suspected angels were at play, and this was confirmed by a friend at this past weekend’s teacher’s conference in Missouri.  She said the first was my cats (as suspected), but the 2nd was an angel/past loved one letting me know that he/she was with me (and my sister!).  Then just last night I had a similar experience.  As I was leaving class and heading into the parking lot, the streetlamp went out.  “How inconvenient!” I thought, as I fished around in the darkness for my keys.  After parking my car in the garage, I decided to walk out to the mailboxes and get my mail before going in.  Just as I reached the mailbox, again, the streetlamp flickered out.  Again, I fiddled with keys in the darkness.  Coincidence?  I’m beginning to think coincidences are just our angels chatting with us.  Or maybe our inner self.  The higher parts of ourselves and higher beings around us communicate their love and support through patterns and through synchronicities.  Look for these.  Do you keep seeing the same number sequences?  Do the messages in the radio songs communicate exactly what you needed to hear?  Do words jump out at you from pages?  The true nature of reality is connectedness. So, these angel messages are a comforting reminder of this.  Check out my most recent angel patterns of repeated 3’s  and 1’s and 2’s.  (They are pretty sweet!)

 

On Darkness. . .

I discovered a new aspect of myself today, and I don’t like it.  I call it “The Self-Sabotager.”  And it frightens me.  I have received messages from angels and intuitives that the universe is ready to give — but I am not willing to receive.  Is this the work of the self-sabotager?  Is this why I have sometimes struggled to manifest?  My metaphysics teacher has given me the assignment to keep a record of my thoughts (particularly the negative ones) and to begin identifying different aspects of myself — and to draw pictures of each one.  I have lately identified “Fear”, “The Doubter”, “Ms. Failure”, and “The Perfectionist.”  But this most recent one has frightened me the most.  This morning Brian gave me a referral for my business, and I felt an emotional response akin to a firm resistance.  I was shocked.  Why was I responding this way?  Why wouldn’t I want the best for myself?  I realized then that I’d been noticing this in the presence of others, too — a subtle, undercurrent of satisfaction at others’ inability to succeed.  Where does this come from?  What does this mean?

It clearly has something to do with ego.  It is a sense of separateness that prevents my light from shining and that disconnects me from others.  I once told my previous metaphysics teacher that there was a part of me that was afraid of my superconscious.  I don’t think she believed me.   But, now, I’m convinced it’s true.  There is a part of me that does not want me to succeed.  There is a part of me that is comfortable with failure and even derives pleasure from it.  I still don’t understand why.  Maybe there is a fear that my ego will dissolve in the brilliance and connectedness of the universe.  But whatever the reason, I don’t want this part interfering anymore.  It’s time to change.  It’s time for alignment, entrainment.  It’s time to let my light shine and bring my dark parts into the spotlight, to see them for what they are and to call them out.  They will not longer direct me from the shadows.  Truly, the possibilities are endless.  I am wall-less.  I am imagination incarned.  I am freedom.  I am light.

Blessings and endless possibilities to all of you for the highest good. ❤

 

Image courtesy of Victor Habbick at FreeDigitalPhotos.net 🙂

Tribute Tuesday (Belated): The Conscious Ego

The conscious ego. . .

is a motivator.

is an “I.”

can be separate.

can cooperate.

strives forward.

holds back.

protects.

explains why.

explains why not.

is a dragon.

is both a habit

and a means of expansion.

I’m not sure where the ego ends and my soul begins.

I think knowing that

would be extremely helpful!

 

 

I Give Myself Permission

Image courtesy of phanlop88 / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Image courtesy of phanlop88 / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I give myself permission to focus on me.  I give myself permission to have my full attention.  I give myself permission to be “selfish.”

I give myself permission to have emotions.  I give myself permission to have both “positive” and “negative” reactions.

I give myself permission to love myself.  I give myself permission to “make mistakes.”  I give myself permission to experiment, to play.  I give myself permission to act like “a child.”  I give myself permission to get excited.  I give myself permission to get excited and then transfer that excitement to something else and then something else and then something else. . .

I give myself permission to direct myself, to help myself evolve and become the best version of myself.

I do not give myself permission to judge myself.  I do not give myself permission to use slanderous words against myself.  I do not give myself permission to doubt myself.

I do not give myself permission to use fear or untrue beliefs about myself to build limitations about myself.  I do not give myself permission for excuses that prevent me from being successful.

I give myself permission to love myself unconditionally.  I give myself permission to be self-empowered through that love.

Holy Ego!

"Burning Heart" courtesy of digitalart/ FreeDigitalPhotos.net

“Burning Heart” courtesy of digitalart/ FreeDigitalPhotos.net 

I’ve been learning up a storm this week. And the overall theme is this piece from my latest metaphysics lesson: the ego is there to point out your limitations (your outdated ways of thinking) and to help you evolve.  Change can be uncomfortable; it means stepping into your fears.  If you choose to avoid the awkwardness and stay where you are, your ego doesn’t evolve.  Many times people choose what’s comfortable, choose to be static, but that is not why we are here on this Earth.  Every moment is part of our learning process.

These past few weeks I’ve learned a great many things.  Most recently I experienced the surge of emotion as my immature ego rebelled against a perceived attack.  It retreated and sizzled, wrestling with hurt, anger, frustration, and then depression.  I knew there was a lesson in the experience.  And I knew I had missed it.  Thankfully, I got the chance again; I made it right.

One of the lessons I need to learn is to express myself (in a healthy way).  When I react to something, I retreat and do not share with others.  I let my words fester in my throat, in my chest or stomach, instead of releasing them as a vibrant rainbow.   So, yesterday I shared.  It wasn’t easy, but the results were fantastic.  I’d been inspired by another classmate who had so confidently and comfortably shared her own battle with her immature ego.  Then, once I shared, I was able to make peace, to learn, and to feel safe again.  Then others began to share.  Some felt just as awkward as I did.  Others were just as confident as the first.  But as a result, I felt the closeness between us grow.  I could feel the knots of our love wind more tightly together.  This was my class now.   I belonged.  We became family.

The miraculous part of it all is that my ego had wanted to quit.  My ego had said: “I’m hurt.  I don’t like the changes.  I’m not going to do my exercises.  I’ll show them!”  And I did miss a few.  But in my head, I knew what I would do.  I knew the angels had told me to take this class, no matter what other decisions I chose in life.  I knew that I wanted this learning badly and wouldn’t be able to find the same learning structure anywhere else.  And then my wacky Wednesday morning dream turned out to be a positive dream, and I breathed a sense of relief, my doubts completely subsided, and I was at peace again.  In fact, last night was one of the best classes I’ve had.  My attention felt sharper, I knew most of the answers to the quiz, I felt comfortable with all of my classmates, and the end was pure love.

It’s time to face the fire and walk through it.  Discomfort means growth.  Fear means you’re really getting somewhere.  And in the end, the only thing to lose is your own limitations.

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