Thrive

With the right conditions of mind, a new reality will come into being. With the right conditions of heart, the current reality becomes fresh. Have you ever scribbled a note down in a moment of clarity and inspiration then found it months or years later? Or have you even maybe scribbled lots of notes down over the years and then they all start popping up at once years later? It’s as if the Universe is conspiring to remind me of my deepest held intentions, even if they have been forgotten over and over. Simple intentions…like “Be in Nature”, “exercise”, “work from home more of the time.”

Funny thing is when I actually do those things, I’m a lot happier and have more energy. Still need those reminders, I should start putting dates on the scrawled notes. They go back several years I’m sure. They are like finding a love letter to my heart. See, you see! See, you do know what to do next…it’s just listening and doing it.

Life comes in chunks, and for one big chunk of my life…it was about survival. It was about working three part time jobs…massage, reading tutor, and peace center program co ordinator…and earning enough for rent. Paying bills was the game and balancing the energy and jobs. However, eventually I chose to Re Vision. My mom worked three part time jobs teaching English as a second language with no benefits for her whole working career. She was exhausted a lot of the time. I saw that I had to open up for a higher paying job where I don’t need three jobs for the Monterey rent. That manifested once I put my intention on it…in a beautiful place where I work a lot less to pay rent. After that there was the chunk of, ‘is this really going to work?’ ‘Is it steady, can I trust the flow to be consistent?’ One more chunk of life has passed by as a massage therapist while I went from one level of earnings (with three part time jobs) to doubling that. I blink my eye and six years passed in this job.

Do you put, “soak my feet in a stream” on your ‘to do’ list? ‘Play with Crayons’ on the must get done today, mental check list. “Sing to the birds” who so happily sing to me every day? That’s the stage I am in now. It makes me smile. Maybe the notes work from home more actually mean, work from heart home more. And home is the earth. Being out in my home, every room of it…the mountains, the streams, the meadows, the ocean.

The mind will always try and drag me back to survival…”you better add more hours, where you KNOW you can earn more.” “You better stay with something predictable, something…reliable.” All different lines of code for FEAR. So finding those notes are like a little vitamin for my internal be courageous system. Being courageous can look like not getting sucked down into what’s normal in this life, and daring to implant new lines of code to make more sacred things normal. Like saying thank you to the water, without which there would be no life. Like saying thank you to the trees, without which there would be no air to breathe. It’s only when I realign my priorities to those little sacred notes to my higher self that I actually play in nature…more. Maybe I”m actually here for that, rather than ‘survival’. Maybe I’m here to thrive AND help others thrive.

The first thing I noticed on my favorite hike yesterday was the whales spouting. Pods of whales moving out, far out in the ocean. Are we moving through this world open to all of the other species that we share this world with? Maybe that’s my job. To acknowledge all the other species as often as possible and connect with them, and teach others to do so. “All life is sacred”, isn’t just a bumper sticker or a media campaign for anti abortion activists. I think of all the forms of life burning up in fires right now and then walk through fresh green with all manner of beings, I’m even more grateful.

Different beings kind of hover close by, after I sing to the water, Yesterday it was butterflies. They were curious, and playful. Oh, there is a human that actually ‘sees me’. What is it like to see the world through the eyes of a butterfly? Perhaps butterflies wonder too, about us.

When the caterpillar can’t walk any more., when things are not functioning as they have during its’ whole caterpillar life, I”m sure it feels like it’s dying. It is dying, to make way for a new form of life. This has been happening on earth for 4.6 billion years. Forms of life come into existence for a while and then pass away. Human species have done that several different times with several different civilizations. Civilizations that disappeared, only ruins remain. We forget that in the day to day.

Within this one human’s life it is the same. There are phases of life, and one phase passes away for another phase to rise up out of the ashes of what has been. The pressure of the fires of the past have new seeds burst open with life when the conditions are right. The conditions are right, right now. And I know it. Like you know it is raining when you are soaking wet.

Writing is a way of Righting from the inside out. Would love to have people read my writing but at this phase that is not the main point. The point is to Write to Right. Share beauty to share beauty and inspire. Come from love and let the words and the images find their natural homes, their right people. Just like I had to take the time to Re Vision when I was working three part time jobs, now is time to Re Vision again. Knowing that as gifts ripple out from heart center that are intended to benefit future generations and people who resonate with my work, I am supported in All Ways. In the meantime, full permission to play, just to play. Right now play looks like this…appreciate the quite play while I have it.