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Friday, August 17, 2007

NOT MISSING A BEAT

I am still pondering and being amazed at the way that I am grieving this time. My life seems to be going on filled with love and a zest for life.

This is so contrary to how things normally go for us humans when we lose someone we love. I keep asking, "How can this be?" What comes back is many different possibilities or combinations thereof.

How can I explain the love I carry around inside of me that keeps me from hitting the ground?

It seems I haven't missed a beat and I keep dancing to my life's tune. Perhaps it is because I dance to a different tune and my music comes from the Source of all. It is not of my doing. I have only to hear the music and abandon myself to the dance.

Dance with me.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

THERAPY

Note: This post is also appropriate for the grieving process and dealing with losing someone you love.



My daughter Lyn and I have a thing about "therapy" and what is so funny about it is that she works in an office occupied by at least nine psychologists' and at least one psychiatrist. My minor was in psychology.

The "therapy" we like best is shopping therapy. That's where you get your buns out of the house and go to the mall or your favorite store(s) and look even if you don't buy.

Today I seem to be doing "cleaning/straightening therapy". I am moving stuff around and trying to capture dust bunnies and dust particles and polish the wood furniture. It feels good to be doing something physical since my emotions have been on a ride that would scare the crap out of most people. LOL

Ron's son donated his father's car (as is I might add) to charity and they came and got it this morning. Things in our lives and people in our lives are transient. The sooner we get that, the better off we are. Bless them all for being in your life and let them go. I think the important thing that you get from them stays with you but you are not attached and looking for it or their return. It’s all here. It’s all now. It’s all Good/God.

The identified man takes part: the unidentified looks on! Open Secret by Wei Wu Wei

Make love now, by night and by day, in winter and in summer ...You are in the world for that, and the rest of life is nothing but vanity, illusion, waste.
-- Anatole France

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

INVITATION

For any persons going through the grief of losing your spouse or significant other, I invite you to read my other blog "Letting Go and Moving On". http://movingonthroughloss.blogspot.com/

I invite also those who may just be curious or facing the possibility of losing someone they love either through choice or death.

Thanks,

Brenda

The Right Soil Makes the Difference

If you want to grow a vegetable or flower you put the seed in good soil and make sure you water it and that it gets the appropriate amount of sun and/or shade according to its particular needs.

If you want to grow love and you want to help grow human potential (both your own and other's) you also will need to provide the right "soil".

In my experience and in my opinion, the best soil to use is love with a capital “L”. Certainly one can coerce, force, or bribe ones’ self or others to behave in a loving kind of way to avoid problems, punishment, alienation, or to obtain some goal or another. And certainly some people can just make a choice or intent to be more loving than not; but, this is human love and has its limitations. We can not do it with human love alone for that will fluctuate as moods and situations fluctuate. The kind of Love I am pointing to is the kind of love that so many before have tried to point to. This love can be experienced and transmitted but it can not be defined, articulated, nor taught by ordinary means.
That is why so many people misunderstand discussions about this kind of love.

This “Love” I attempt to speak of is constant. It is all-wise and knows how to apply itself in every situation. It is grace. It is a gift. The requirement, if there is any, is to be receptive. With an armload of unhealthy ego one cannot have the arms of freedom to embrace this love. Once embraced, the ego can better maintain the perfect, healthy, orientation it was meant to have before it became stained with doubt, fear, and a sense of not being good, acceptable, or lovable.

It is a gift to be given away and in the process of doing so, it can be experienced and received by both the giver and the receiver. It will enrich both lives even if nothing seems evident to validate that claim.

When someone truly loves you it gives you a sense of peace and you feel safe. You do not feel judged or rejected even if the person does not agree with you about any or many things. In this place of unconditional love a person can find the right kind of soil in which to grow. When some creatures in nature need to shed their skin they do so and when they do, they reveal the form that was always there waiting to come forth. So it is with humans. As we shed our false ego, our false sense of self, we become that which we were all along but was hidden from us. All it takes is unconditional love, the best soil fortified with the best nutriments. In the arms of this Love we are free to discover what our damaged egos are unable to reveal to us. We become more able to fulfill our potential and to shed the shackles of the limitation that our wounded condition conferred on us. We are at last free to love and to be loved in the truest sense. The sky is the limit when love is the soil.

When we have finished this life, the only thing we can take with us is this love for this is what we truly are.