Hands Free

I  spent time at the picturesque YMCA of the Rockies, Estes Park basking in sunlight, relaxation and spiritual retreat among friends. I marvel at how it all came together WITHOUT my prompting, pushing, shoving, controlling.

A fellow participant and I enjoy a scenic ride upward into the hills, my roommate is one whom I respect and admire, I connect with a new member of our tribe,  plus make the acquaintance of several fresh, vibrant spiritual beings.  The food delights my palate. I feel no rush or hurray. I get to dance and sing, unabashed, unafraid. I expand through ritual and process.

As we ascend we enjoy a new favorite meal and my companion finds it swell–as well! HA!

How sweet LIFE is!

Still, I am struck by how  little I put into expecting of this event and yet it is a rich, RICH experience. I continue to feel the buzz days later of receiving a Oneness Blessing. Peace, clarity and uplift are mine.  Even when I am not hyper-vigilant planning, expecting, sculpting my life and experiences something else is–how astonishing–and with my best intentions at heart to boot! Then, exceeding my wildest dreams, propelling me to experiences beyond what I previously understood to be possible.

Wahoo!

A bit of Judge Thomas Troward [from The Spirit of Opulence]:

The danger is in not sufficiently realizing my own richness, and in looking upon the externalized products of my creative power as being the true riches instead of the creative power of Spirit itself.

I am intrigued by this possibility of living more  as though one is driving a car along a windy mountain road hands free than white knuckling  it every inch of the way.

Shalom

Late Blooming Friendship?

I’ve been requested to allow a new acquaintance/relationship time to move through the many stages of friendship.

Quite honestly, I am SO not in the mood to wait or be patient in this arena.

So of course since that request [and my overt resistance to being patient] I have spent time with a different friend of 16 months, experiencing a new level of friendship that not only did I give up expecting, I did not believe possible. We talked. I learned new information about who he is at the core of his being. He, most uncharacteristically, shared how he felt about about a personal matter on a new subject. I mean, not surface superficial crap, but some heartfelt sentiment. No tears mind you but a level deeper than we typically visit, of late, maybe ever.

Whats more, I got a chance to share my somewhat raw feelings on a related subject. He listened. Seemed to understand; finishing a statement of mine which hurt too much for me to complete. Did not abruptly change the subject. Did offer genuine, believable to me, welcomed support.

Oh, so this is what it could look like to be in a relationship built over time and encompassing trust. I’ll be damned!

I am grateful for every where present Source vividly and dramatically demonstrating how I might benefit by allowing the request made of me to progress.

But still, the impatience…

And so it is!