The Well Seems To Be Dry

Quite an interesting morning. Usually I wake up with a subject for the blog and just let the particulars fill in and then hit ‘publish’.

Not today. Even after all the well-used tricks, nothing good enough seems available to share.

Interestingly, this is the 1,000th blog! Maybe my desire to convey has literally dried up.

I turn to you for help. If you have any comments you would like to share, please pass them along. Maybe specific topics?

I’d be honored with any suggestions you might share.

Thank you.

Wrong Turns

Maybe we take a wrong turn. Or, hold two opposing views in our mind at the same time. Or, give up relying on our expected ways of addressing a situation. Strange situations can be powerful.

You hear a song with the title ‘Snowfall’ and you use that word to paint a mental picture of an area with an untainted white blanket. And you begin wondering where your first tracks will take you. In what direction will you go? Will you return home?

At the end of the day you know you will be able to look outside and with a quick observation view your past itinerary.

That little antique store across the way, will your footsteps connect to it today? That elder friend, just a few houses down your road, will she be visited?

Your future is not set in stone, and many intersections will be in your path offering a multitude of possibilities.

Dream a little. In your deepest contentment, allow the Infinite to touch your heart and choose something new for you; a new perspective, a new way of thinking, a new direction on a new path.

The highest treasures are the ones that are unexpected.

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So sorry for the blog’s downtime last week. A sabbatical was needed and this little charmer beckoned.

A Different Word

The Infinite. Nothing but a different idea accompanied with higher thoughts.

Changing a story is simple . . . take out a person and put in a fish. Take out suffocation and put in frolicking. Take out negativity and use laughter instead.

You’re writing your story; one thought at a time.

Got a best-seller on the way? Or, a recollection of varying pitfalls and heartbreaks?

One word can completely change the whole meaning of life. When ‘can’t’ goes to ‘can’, when ‘mediocre’ goes to ‘perfect’, when ‘limited’ is now ‘unlimited’.

One word. One idea. One thought that is higher than another is all it takes.

How often do you think about things that are negative? How often do you talk about things that are negative? How often are you immersed in things that are negative? Does ‘negativity’ have a starring role in your story?

‘Negativity doesn’t – and will never have – a place in my story’.

Start your new story today. Begin with the sentence above.

Awaiting Your Entrance

But, things may be different inside. The stronger your reliance on some thing, the more that thing will be changed.

Those ‘facts’ that you ‘know’ are the very building blocks of your existence – will be shattered.

Your reliance on the ordinary, those things that are prone to repetition, will fade away and be replaced by insights so provocative they will make you tremble with excitement.

The possibilities are always there, but you must enter. There is no charge for the admission ticket, but even with the slightest figment of wonder the curtain hiding the Infinite can be ripped down and a new way of thinking – about everything – can be born.

That ‘opening’ in the photo above can appear in many forms; an inspiration whose time for fruition has come, something out of place, a missed plane, a part of your mind which over the years has become so sensitive a cup of coffee can deliver the epiphany.

It’s a surrender with no white flag. A surrender with no words that convey ‘I give up’. It’s a surrender only possible when you have absolutely NO interest in making the next move. As if ‘surrender’ will be accomplished for you.

Unfortunately, for many individuals, they have said ‘No’ to the experience so many times before there is no possibility of them EVER giving up control of anything in their life.

To them I offer this . . . watch a cat, admire a sunset, empathize with a bird soaring above the clouds, notice a person walking out of a prison door after it has been locked for decades.

Then; be that free person, be that bird, be that sunset . . .

be that cat.

Memories are Made of This

Experiences that are branded, scorched into the mind. We’re forbidden to remember them but terrified to forget.

We walk down the street, a collection of all the pieces we can recall . . . and that’s it. A pile of memories that we hope will be a memory in itself.

Other instances will be gathered. Where will they fall on the pyramid of exceptionalities? How majestic can we make them? Or, are they merely found?

A promised lunch that was never shared. A rose; in December.

I’m beginning to forget this idea I’ve had before. Another potential place to go . . .

erased off the map.

Early Morning Moments

I go to bed at six o’clock in the evening and get up around 2:00 A.M.

The early morning hours bring the Infinite just a little bit closer. The definition of all the things around you yields and gives up its certainty. There is an enticing sense of receptivity, of belonging, of peace.

Remember that Rumi quote, ‘Out beyond the idea of right doing and wrong doing there is a field. I’ll meet you there.’? At 2:00 in the morning there are no ‘right doings and wrong doings’ going on.

No phones ring. No texts are sent. Just our amazing world . . . minus all the distractions. With no interruptions the idea of soaring becomes palpable. You can board the Magic Carpet of your mind and let it take you to mysterious surprises until the sun comes up.

With just a little practice you can shed all your worldly concerns and become super-alive. Those limitations that seem to be sewn into your life can just disappear leaving a matrix of amazingly new possibilities.

Call it the ‘Highest Freedom’. A kid in a candy store. A glass of minty iced-tea in the middle of a desert. The freshness of a new romance. Winning the lottery. A sparkling life epiphany.

Aaaah . . . the Magic of being super-alive.

A Life Worth Knowing

Three components of everyone’s life are; time, thoughts and money.

There are two key words that can control those three facets. They are; ‘spend’ and ‘invest’.

‘Spend’ means to lay out with no hope of return and ‘invest’ means to lay out with an expectation of a return.

Thus, we can spend time – or – invest time. Spend our thoughts or invest our thoughts. Spend money or invest money. Every individual has the capacity to assign either ‘spend’ or ‘invest’ to every action he or she commits.

If we hear some negativity on the news we can let it build up strength in our mind and spend the rest of the day expressing our new renditions of that negativity. Or, we can take the idea of ‘investment’ and decide that we don’t want to spend our time on negativity . . . we instead want to invest our time and thoughts on matters of the highest importance to us and that will impact our life most positively.

Even those thoughts that accompany us to sleep. You can assign the idea of ‘investment’ to that part of your day and those thoughts that appear before sleep will take on new power.

Each thought will become meaningful, positive building blocks that demand a return on investment.

A return that is exactly in line with your ideas.