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I Wish To Live A Life

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Do you ever wonder how much of your life happens at random and how much ‘by divine design’. What if you could wish your life into the form that would most delight you? Many people would laugh at such a thing, believing that their lives are already mapped out for them and the ‘good things’ should make them smile and ‘bad things’ ought to make them cringe and cry. How about the idea that life happens both ways? We meander through our days, experiencing what delights and devastates us. The key is to interpret events in a manner that we can most effectively live with.

It occurs to me that while we don’t have the power to alter many circumstances, we do always have the ability to shift our perception of what goes on around us. Daily, I speak with people about happenstance and point out that just maybe certain things occur so that we can use it to be of service to someone else. I know that some of my darkest nights have turned into some of my brightest days, when I have been willing to learn from everything that happens in my life. I witnessed such incredible resilience in those around me and if I am able to look inward, I claim that for myself as well.

I live mostly in a sense of awe and wonder, an appreciation for miracles, welcoming each one as they show up and I beckon them to me. I am an opti-mystic who view the world through the eyes of possibility.

It is then that my soul dances~  Care to join me on the dance floor?

 

 

This Pretty Planet

 

April 22nd , 1970 was the date that began a legacy of love for the planet, as Earth Day made its debut. John McConnell, Gaylord Nelson and Denis Hayes planted the seeds for the eco-fest that now 44 years later has taken on epic proportions as the need for environmental awareness has reached a crucial level. According to Hayes, it is “the largest secular holiday in the world, celebrated by more than a billion people every year.”

Being environmentally conscious is about more than just recycling, using cloth bags, picking up litter, not leaving litter, driving a hybrid or electric car and leaving a smaller carbon footprint. It is about a deep appreciation for Gaia (The Greek name for the Goddess as is embodied by the Earth) and treating her with kindness, care and respect. In the same way that a loving mother provides nourishment for her child, so too does Mother Earth sustain us.

We also feed the collective soul of the planet with our thoughts and energy. Consistently angry thoughts, hatred and violence pollute the stream of consciousness that flows though each of us. Consistently loving thoughts clean it up.  If we embrace the planet and all inhabitants on it, we will leave a thriving home for the next seven generations.

One of my favorite songs that celebrates Earth Day all year long:

This Pretty Planet by Tom Chapin

This pretty planet

Spinning through space

You’re a garden

You’re a harbor

You’re holy place

Golden sun going down

Gentle blue giant

Spin us around

All through the night

Safe till the morning light

 

Photo Credit:  Earth Day flag created by John McConnell

www.earthday.org

And my friend Richard McLaughlin a.k.a  Eco-man singing Reduce Reuse Recycle

Reduce

Reuse

Recycle

Why don’t we ride our bicycles?

I Stand For Love

Concept: Love<br />Subject: Earth<br /><br />This set includes a colorful version against the sky and another isolated version

I am proud to proclaim that I am a heart forward love-monger. I grew up in a touchy feely, mushy gushy family in which verbal and physical affection flowed like water from a fountain. No one left the house without hearing the words I love you and without a hug or kiss from my mom or dad. As a result, I hug my friends every time I see them and those three little words are unabashedly offered as well.

Many people say them, but actions speak louder than words. Love is more than an emotion; to me it seems to be a way of life, an essence and energy that we exude. It is who we are. Each day I ask myself WWLD?  What would love do?  Sometimes it will say what someone most needs to hear. Sometimes it will open the door for someone or smile at them. Sometimes it will look like taking time to understand someone else’s perspective even if (and perhaps especially if) we don’t agree with their view. Sometimes it will look like cleaning up litter, or speaking up if we see someone being harmed. Sometimes it will meaning speaking words of affirmation. Sometimes it will mean acts of service or little gifts for no reason. Sometimes it will mean seeing in others what they can’t yet see in themselves. Sometimes it will mean offering compassion to ourselves and others.

Even though we are distinct human beings with our own feelings and rights to them, we are still intricately interwoven on a spiritual level, so that when we are self deprecating, it also impacts others, causing a ripple effect. When we are self loving, it too sends waves out into the Universe. I would much prefer to splash around in love soup, than get sucked down into the quagmire of fear.

Yesterday, I found this video that was created by two talented singer songwriters (also suspected love-mongers:) named David Roth and Anne Hills. I met them both several years ago and was pulled into the music that speaks of whole hearted living.

I Stand For Love by David Roth

What do you stand for?

Photo credit: barunpatro  Everystock photo

 

Pity Party

Photo: I'm all for positivity & the power of gratitude. Just sayin that sometimes you may need one of these:

I had to giggle when I saw this meme, created by Theresa Byrne, another contributor to The Good Men Project,  since it was sucked right out of my spinning mind. Many’s the time I have petulantly pouted about the way life events were unfolding. I have stomped and stormed, raved and raged (internally) and kicked up an ‘it’s not fair’ fuss. Got me nowhere. Didn’t change the events. What it did do was expel energy, that could propel me to inspired action. There have been times when I have attempted to enlist others in my rants. It is part of my test of the emergency sanity system, asking “Am I totally off my rocker and have my lost marbles rolled under the sofa?” It’s then that they help me back up onto the chair and assist me in retrieving the elusive orbs.

These days, I give myself permission to throw occasional pity parties. I don’t stay very long when I realize I am the only guest there. Mine include some of the above; definitely chocolate which is my drug of choice, (being a teetotaler, my ‘wine’ translates instead to ‘whine’), huddling under the covers with a good book, writing my way clear through the morass and muck. In gratidudinosity mode when I consider that writing is a huge healing balm at times that I’m not sure where else to put the feelings of failure that occasionally arise and the gremlins of not enough-ness that come to call.

Bad Day by Daniel Powter

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I Wish To Live A Life
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