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Morning Routine: Ideas for Inspiration

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Yesterday I made a Facebook Live video about morning routines and encouraged everyone to share their ideas.  I was blown away by the responses!  This inspired to post the same question to my “On a Vision” group, and I will post some of the ideas in one of my blog posts this week.

One part of the routine that some mentioned was spiritual reading/inspiration.  I had been feeling the inner urge to add this to my morning practice as well, and the picture above shows some of my sources of inspiration:

  • 100 Voices by Buchanan and Klingsporn (Inspirational Quotes)
  • Doreen Virtue’s Angel Tarot Cards
  • The Bhagavad Gita
  • The Holy Bible
  • The I Ching
  • Horse to Water, a compilation by D. A. Wils
  • Words of Wisdom by Tatyana N. Mickushina
  • The Dhammapada
  • A Course in Miracles

Today I wanted to share my all-time favorite Bible verse with you that I decided to begin with today.  It’s 1 Corinthians 13:

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.  If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.  For we know in part and we prophesy in part,  but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears.  When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.  For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

This is an incredibly humbling piece for me, a good feast for the ego when it is getting out of control.  We are all love.  We are born from love and we return to love.  We are always connected to love throughout our lifetime, but it is up to us as beings with free will whether or not we will maintain — or temporarily sever — that beautiful connection.

I can study, work hard, train, speak, share, even give to others and sacrifice myself — and it means nothing ultimately — unless it comes from love.  Where is my heart in each decision?  What is my purpose and intention throughout each action I take?  This is what really matters, no matter what I do.  When this lifetime is over, all that will remain is what was given and received from a place of love.

Much love, many blessings. ❤

Movie Monday: Jumpstart Your Growth and Brian Earley!

I’m proud of Brian Earley for taking on this new journey of personal growth! Every day he’s working with the book Jumpstart Your Growth by John C. Maxwell, best-selling author of The 15 Invaluable Laws of Growth, and The 21 Irrefutable Laws of Leadership.  This is Day 1, and he’s already up to Day 7!   Enjoy. 🙂

Much love, many blessings.

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What is the ego? What is my ego? I’m not entirely sure. I know that I am not the ego. I’ve been thinking about my past lives a lot. I’ve gotten two past life readings and one crossing, and my personality seems to be different in each lifetime. At least – my life paths are different. I wonder – how can all of those people from all those lives be the same person, be the same soul? So, I’d imagine that my ego changes. If I do not take my ego with me, my ego must be that difference. My ego changes from lifetime to lifetime. So, again, I am not the ego.

Then, everything that is not the I Am, everything that is not the soul is the ego. Anything that is left is the conscious mind and the ego. The conscious mind and the ego work together. So, anything that is related to my conscious level existence is related to the ego. My identity in this lifetime is connected to the ego, all of my forms of outer expression. All of the layers that I have added to myself. All of my conscious mind motivations are the ego. Much of the physical life is connected to the ego.

The ego is motivation. The ego requires direction. The stronger the will, the more one can work in harmony with the ego. As my teacher has explained, the ego can be like a well-trained pit bull — intimidating in its strength and size but always obedient to the master (the mind). A wayward ego is untrained, prone to drama and chaos. It runs with an undirected imagination and can either play it safe or run amuck, like a crazy puppy, leaving destruction and chaos in its wake.

How can I work with the ego? I train the ego to surrender.   I train the ego to release attachments. The ego must accept its mortality and internalize the concept of sacrifice. If I am to live for the good of all concerned, the ego must come with me (and stay just behind me).

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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!

 

 

Friday Fun: Story Time — “The Wanna-Be Strawberry Plants”

Image courtesy of Serge Bertasius Photography / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Image courtesy of Serge Bertasius Photography / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

There was a young man who had a new garden and wished to grow strawberries.  He had transplanted some strawberry plants in the garden last year, and he anticipated them coming back again.

However, there were many rabbits in the area.  Last year the rabbits and chipmunks had not been a problem.  However, this year there were the rabbits had proliferated, and the plants were very young and vulnerable.

The man erected a wire fence around the garden, hammering down stakes and attaching the fencing with zip ties.  However the hold was flimsy, and the man was disappointed to find the plants eaten away.

Then, he staple-gunned the fence to the wooden frame that lined the garden.  However, the rabbits still ravaged the young plants, and the plants couldn’t produce fruit.

The man wished to next put a wire hatch cover over the garden to completely protect the strawberries from the rabbits.  However, he believed he had invested significant time in this undertaking, it was late in the season, and he was losing motivation and also any hope that the strawberry plants would still produce.

How would your story end?  Do you have faith in the ideas you have planted?  Can you visualize the fruit they will produce and how you will benefit — are you giving them enough attention?  What is the habit that is eating your creation?  Is it your negative thinking, your doubts and fears?  Is your will strong enough to protect your offspring from this habit so that it can grow and flourish?  And how else can you support,  love, and encourage growth?

 

Criticism and Me

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“Pointing American Man” courtesy of imagerymajestic/ FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I got my socks knocked off twice in one day, and both times I had something to learn about criticism.

Lesson #1: If you are prepared to share your criticism in a non-complaining, open-minded way, also be prepared to discover that you may actually be the problem.

Explanation: I like to kiss.  I’m overall an affectionate person; I like to hug and kiss friends and family, but I really love romantic kissing.   I have many fond memories of just that — just kissing!  And so, naturally I’ve been after Brian to create some more memories.  🙂 But I kiss by feel, and when I kiss, I try to recreate previous pleasant experiences (same sensation, length, pressure, etc).  Lately something just wasn’t feeling right.  So, I decided that I would confront Brian about it.  And that’s when I found out that I kiss weird. I recoiled when he demonstrated my own kissing style back to me.  “How long has it been this way?” I asked incredulously.  And then when he said since always, I exclaimed: “Why didn’t you tell me?” We both agreed that probably wouldn’t have ended well if he had.  What an eye-opener.  I was worried about offending him, and I ended up tucking my own tail!  However, as embarrassing as this whole thing was, I can content myself with knowing I still win out in the end — because this means we need more kissing practice!

Lesson #2: If you are self-critical, you probably need it.

Explanation: This is something my metaphysics teacher shared with the class yesterday, and I felt like I’d been kicked in the stomach.  What?? You mean I deserve all of this suffering?  I deserve this self-abuse?  No. That’s not what she meant.  And she went on to explain something like this: The critical voice you are hearing in your head is directing you on how you can change.  For example: it is true that I shouldn’t sleep in too late.  It’s true that I need to slow down and read things carefully, so that I don’t miss important information.  And it’s true that I need to stop procrastinating and get working on that writing, homework, art, phonecall, e-mail, paperwork, exercise, etc.

The part that I don’t need is the beating myself up over it.  Forgive, learn, and do better the next time.  And if I didn’t do better?  Forgive, learn, and do better the next time.  One of the insights from this week’s metaphysics lesson/reading was that people don’t want to forgive because it takes away their ability to exact revenge.  Something negative happened, and you want to balance it with a negative reaction.  Forgiveness can seem like robbing you of that opportunity to punish yourself or others.  But my teacher explained that verbally abusing yourself can turn into a crutch, an excuse for you to be stuck in the same problem, not allowing yourself to learn from the situation and evolve.  I wake up late; the record begins to play:  I’m so lazy; I can’t get myself out of bed; There I go again; I’m so unmotivated; I’m a procrastinator; I never get out of bed; There I go again because I’m such a lazy, procrastinator, etc.   Instead of being an impetus for change, my inner critic has become a crutch, a repetitious reminder of my limitations that I can use as excuses, instead of moving forward.

Instead of continuing this self-fulfilling prophecy, I can start by replacing the old record with a new one. I can forgive myself for not getting up: I didn’t get out of bed when I wanted to, and I forgive you for that.

Then, I can look at the situation and find something to learn from it. What happens when I don’t get out of bed when I planned to?  I break a commitment to myself and take a blow to my trust in myself.  I also miss out on some things I planned to do that day, like writing, exercising, and catching up on work.  I want to trust myself.  I want to do those things.

Or. . .  Maybe I don’t want those things.  Why not?  What’s holding me back from getting those things done and keeping me in bed? Why don’t I want to exercise, get that work done, write, etc?” I need to reevaluate my purpose in those things.  Either they are not something I really want and need to do, and I should replace them with things that will help me want to get out of bed. Or, I need to reaffirm my purpose in wanting to do those things, so that I have a stronger reason to get out of bed; i.e. “I feel rejuvenated when I exercise and my skin is clearer.  So, I want to exercise.  Or I feel alive when I write, and I know in my heart I want to be a writer.  I’m going to put in the time, even if I’m resistant at first. Or even: I need to get this work done to make a living.  I want to feel secure and ensure my survival.  I will make this a priority.

What about that important piece of the e-mail that I skimmed over, affecting my schedule, as well as those of 3 other people? I can forgive myself, make amends, and learn from this lesson, setting a purpose for next similar experience.  Step 1) Forgive myself.  Step 2) Make it right: go back over the e-mail, contact the necessary people and make the apologies and adjustments Step 3) Set the purpose of slowing down and reading everything more carefully in the future.

Of course, I can also let myself do nothing and face the inevitable consequences later.  Or I can correct it but also beat myself up without forgiveness.   I can make either of these choices, now aware that I am choosing not to experience the lesson I have the opportunity to learn. And inevitably the universe will provide me with this same situation and this same decision again!  (And this is also ok! The universe is a very patient teacher!)  Life is about learning.  As my metaphysics lesson says: No event in your life is a failure.  The only thing resembling “failure” would be not learning from the experience.

So, what happens if I don’t get up early the next day?  Or I forget to slow down, and I misread another e-mail?  I know what to do.  Start again.  I forgive you for that.  I forgive you for that.  Rinse and repeat!

Beautiful Teacher

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“Yellow Rose” courtesy of artur84 / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I would like to give a “shout out” to my beautiful, wonderful sister today.  She asked me to come visit her classroom for the last day of her school year to play some clarinet for the students and to bring the ice cream. 🙂

Being a teacher is a very difficult job, a job that is not for me.  But it is clearly for my sister.  The love and work she puts into her profession is clear if you visit her classroom or hear her talk about her day.  Her students really understand that her class is a “family”, and it was amazing to see many of the students crying today, even students that have been a challenge throughout the year.  Why are they crying?  Because they know they have experienced love.  To be in her classroom is to know love.  She loves them and shows them how to love each other. She is their protector, their comforter, their motivator, and their cheerleader.  Her students are blessed to have her.  Congratulations to my sister and her wonderful class.  I hope they continue to find happiness, success, and love for the rest of their lives.

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