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Daily Life, Inspiration

No Bad Days

“No Bad Days”, a mantra I have with a friend.  We say it to others but it is a bond between us.  So I was thinking today, really?? no bad days?  Are we being blase about this, a little cavalier?  Surely there must be bad days, everyone has them right?  Car breaks down, someone is sick, a check  bounces, and worse.  Someone dies, a divorce, a heartbreak, things are going to happen and we call those things bad.

But lets think about this. My belief is that EVERYTHING come from a Universal energy source. Many people call it God, Allah, One MInd, Universal Energy, the list goes on, I think my favorite is The Beloved. It does not matter what you call It,  you can call it Sam or Samantha for that matter.  The point is everything comes from Source. And everything from Source is good, everything from Source is Love. So nothing can be bad. 

It can appear bad. But that is a judgement we as humans put on a given situation.   The truth is that life can be painful, sad, scary, lonely, distressing, angry, and more. But are those things bad?  They are lessons.  Everyone of those feelings is the other side of joy, happiness, safety, freedom, well being, loving and more. We have to have that balance in our lives to know the good.  You cannot see light without darkness, the shadows, the intensities, that is what shows us depth, both in our souls and in our lives.

Every time we dig down and survive, every time we surface in gratitude we grow.  We become stronger, wiser and more compassionate.  I can see you, I can see your pain and I know  the pain, anger, sadness, anguish, this IS NOT THE TRUTH OF WHO YOU ARE.  The truth is YOU ARE LOVE,  You (and I) are here to love, to learn, to grow, to teach, to be The Beloved here on earth. And the Beloved does not have bad days.  Hard days, yes, teaching days, yes, growing days, yes.  But these are not bad, they are the experiences that make us strong, wise and human.  They give us balance and take us home.  

So yes, I can say ” No Bad Days”.

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Survivors

I like survivors.  Not necessarily live survivors, just survivors in general.  I like people who have some scars, who have been through hard times and come out on the other side.  For one thing, they give me hope, they help me believe that pushing through the pain is worth it. For another thing they help me feel not alone. I am not the only one.  I like people with cracks, people who have a story to tell and are honest with it. They are the most interesting people. Dress yourself up, smooth yourself over, hide your cracks, and you take away the very thing that makes you human, that makes you connected.  

Sometimes surviving is big,  We lose a loved one, a marriage fails, a job falls apart, illness appears. You name your own big one. A pet dies, a home is lost, the list goes on.  And somehow we survive.  The big survivals take enormous effort but we get a lot of support around those.  Friends rally, family is there.  There is an outpouring of help. So we make it through. We survive.

But what about the small survivals, the daily survivals?  How somehow we paid the bills this month.  How the car got fixed, a broken arm was healed.  A friendship lost and found again. Words that wounded and were forgiven. A lost love, a betrayal. Those small survivals they are the test of character.  Do we have what it takes to move past the roadblocks and bumps in our lives day after day? Can we still rise in the morning knowing that today could be the magical day, the blessed day?  Each day is our own opportunity for joy and love. Can we search for those ideals in the midst of our survivals?  Yes when we are the Survivors.  

And that is why I love the Survivors, you show me the way.  I know I am not alone.  I get it that life is not perfect. I have cracks all over me.  I fill them with love. And I see you, with all your cracks, with all your bruises. I see the pain in your eyes replaced by joy when you look upon your loves and I am uplifted. I am inspired. I don’t care if you are on the street, a CEO, or my best friend. If you show me that you have taken those blows and still search for joy and love then you are my inspiration. 

Here is to the Survivors, may we know them, may we love them, may we be them.

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Shift happens

Shift happens, something we say in religious science.  Usually it is so small, occasionally it knocks you on your ass.  But for my thoughts today shift happened slowly, easily.  What is my shift..I now think of myself as single and available.  Where did that come from? For so long (years) I have been single.  Simply that,nothing more, not anything less.  But a couple of weeks ago I had to define myself to someone and I said “I consider myself single and available”.  I think that was a first for me. So somewhere, shift happened.  I said it to a couple more people.  Its becoming more comfortable. I believe I am ready to be available. Am I picky, oh you bet.  I am happy with my life and some kind of awesome will have to appear for me to change that, but you know I could change.  I am available and now the universe knows that.  It is scary and freeing at the same time.  Headed out to world today…..single and available. 🙂 

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Am I the bit player in your life, or are you the player in mine? Our paths cross briefly, spirit brushing spirit. Each life rich, complex, full of dreams, emotions, worries, longings. Each individual a complete representation of Spirit on earth. The web spins larger and larger reaching no end, each of us touching one another and passing on. Am I your dream, or are you mine?

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Changing Roles

I have been thinking lately on how my roles and identity changes and shifts as my life moves forward.  So many of the roles I played during my life seemed have shifted and changed.   I am not sure what is left.  At some point does it get so stripped down that all you are is yourself. Am I almost there?

We identify ourselves often through others.  I have been a daughter, a sister, a mother, a wife, a friend, a lover, a co-worker.  Those are the big ones. And they have all changed.  My parents are gone, passed now. I am still my parents daughter, but not in a physical way that is active in my life. I am still a mother, my role is different now. My son is grown, he is a man with his own life and he needs me to mother from a distance. Thank the Beloved I am still a sister, that role has held my hand through both amazing and devastating times. But I am not really the big sister now, we are past those days.  I have not been a wife for a long time now, that piece is missing. Can it return, perhaps.  But it will be different. I am not a young woman wanting a family.  I am a grown woman wanting a mate.

And yes, I am still a friend, a lover, co-worker.  All of those morph also with time.  Friends change, move on. The same with lovers, boyfriends, co-workers.  You  still have love for them and a relationship but time changes your interactions with them.   It has to, life moves forward, life creates, that is what Spirit does. So new players come in, your role shifts a little.  Maybe you’re the older wiser friend this time, maybe the younger one.Perhaps you’re the crazy friend, or the one who keeps the balance.  Maybe you are the boss, maybe you are the new employee learning from the ground up.  And lovers, boyfriends, well each time it is brand new. Each relationship brings its own lessons and growth.

So where does that leave me now?  Who is this new person I am growing into?  What new roles are around the corner? Spirit always fills the voids.  The roles I have played have brought me far and taught me much, but there is more to learn and miles to go. So I am readying myself, recognizing the gifts I have been given along the way.  I feel hungry for the new,  Who and what are around the corner waiting on me to appear?

 

 

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I am getting better at living in the moment, or at least in the day.  I guess I have been around long enough to see that most of the worries I carried never came to pass. The the things that knocked me on my ass, worry could not prevent.  I was knocked down anyway.  Still its hard to stay in the moment.  Not to plan or design the future, just let life occur. 

Living outside of the moment means I miss so much of right now.  Yes, its good to look back, have memories and revisit good and bad times.  We can learn from our past, we can feel loved and supported by our past. Every single moment has brought me to who I am today. But only visit, don’t dwell there, life is now.  And the future is the future.  The steps we make today take us there, but there are many ways to arrive.  Let go of pushing the river and flow down with it.  It is a much easier ride.  So here is to today…all of its joys, lessons and paths to tomorrow.  Don’t miss today.

Living in today

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