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 In gratitude,
           Kate

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Fruition: Lessons of a Papaya Tree

 

You can accomplish a great deal by standing still.

Abundance

I was recently listening to a segment with Neale Diamond Walsh, where I heard an idea, that had been swirling around my own circle of friends. Walsh said that the economic "despair" that people were experiencing was self - or communally - created - to bring people back, to remind them how they were happier with less. I heard the ping of Truth in his words.

I remember talking to a friend of mine, who has the financial freedom to travel avidly, who is a self proclaimed "Abundist;" she said she spent time investigating the responsibility and reverence for Nature's abundance. This is the phase I am gratefully in now. I make my grocery list much more carefully, thinking and planning my purchases, as flashbacks of throwing unused food trickles through my head. My diet is now much more fresh, as I recall my lazy over-indulgence in consuming too much take out food, too fast, between jobs, and zooming right along. I have undeniably been slowed down in many ways.

Does this mean I don't want to eat out more, or enjoy counting my grocery store pennies - no! It does mean, I am garnering an appreciation of how even less - is abundant. And how less isn't even a possibility - it's a comparison to a past that does not exist in this moment now. And if I constantly crane my neck backwards, well, it's most likely I will crash into the street sign of abundant present moment, rather than smoothly flowing ahead.

You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might also pray in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.
 - Kahlil Gibran  

Photo: K. Brenton
Kaua'i Farmer's Market Find 

My Own Place

Good girls don’t cry. Or is that big girls? Nice women, behave; even though they rarely make history. Women should know their place – and with this I agree. The glitch, or rather, the opportunity being the place, and the time, and the pristine opportunity that is offered in this multitudinous variation. What is the right place, and the right time, anyway?

I can only speak what I know, and I know I often felt out of place. Others, apparently, knew their place, so I deduced that if they knew, and I didn’t, it made sense to just work around them. A colossal misinterpretation.

I know that being raised Catholic I was told to be quiet. Not silent, quiet. There is a difference. I was disciplined to behave, act nice, and think of others. Others were always first; not something I disagree with, but we never really discussed where my needs fell in the hierarchy of behaving and being quietly nice to all creatures, great and small. Therein lay the problem. If I was always thinking of others, then who was I relying on to take care of me?

Be, Do & Have

There is nothing you cannot be, do, or have. – Abraham Hicks.

This theme has been swirling around me, day after day, moment after moment. There is nothing I cannot be do or have. I see that. All around me. The trick is seeing that for me. And instead of seeing that I see what I am not, do not, have not. Why?

From what I have absorbed, Why is the least effective question to ask in this situation. It provides a hamster wheel of astronomical proportions, whereupon I can spin, spin, spin, satiating my desire to feel like I am trying, but in reality, not getting anywhere. Fast. For example: Why me? Why them? Why this? What answer would satisfy? These questions establish a polarity of separation that, if answerable, will confirm there is a Have and a Have Not, and that these two distinctions are justifiable by the Universe: when most scripture, avatars, and mystics beam that this is not true. There is no separation, no matter what. So if I search for Why, I am feeding energy into the very aspect I am trying to dissipate, thus furthering and deepening the chasm between myself and Truth. Humpf.

Creating your Reality

Yogi Bhajan was known to comment on his “obstacles” with endearment. Stating, that if he didn’t enjoy [said predicament] he would never have created it. When you look at your environment and consider yourself as a co-creator of the circumstances that you are in there is a shift on many levels. What happens when the other person, the external factor is no longer separate from you, but perhaps very intimately connected? This alone can send the mind reeling.

Following along those same slippery lines…There is much talk about manifesting these days, as well as the collapsing economy. A lot of woulds, coulds and shoulds. Better not do this; can’t afford to do that; what if I dared to do what I wanted. Where WILL the money come from? Et cetra. I recently plopped down to feel through an abundance exercise and when I silently uttered the words, “I am now a millionaire” I felt a surging amount of resistance; thankfully, so much resistance that I could not not notice it. When I felt through the resistance, what I uncovered was: Fear of my own power. If I was a millionaire, where would my excuses go? I could spend my whole day in service; I could spend more time with my loved ones, be slower with my word choices, more nourishing with my diet, and more fearless with my life.

If I had all the money, I desired, would I do all the things I claim I would? Is it possible that I have prevented the flow of money, because I enjoy the safety of not having to do something because I “don’t have the money for that.”

What about you?


SO MANY GIFTS

There are so many gifts
Still unopened from your birthday,
There are so many hand-crafted presents
That have been sent to you by God.

The Beloved does not mind repeating,
"Everything I have is also yours."

Please forgive Hafiz and the Friend
If we break into a sweet laughter
When your heart complains of being thirsty
When ages agoEvery cell in your soul
Capsized foreverInto this infinite golden sea.

Indeed,
A lover's pain is like holding one's breath
Too long In the middle of a vital performance,
In the middle of one of Creation's favoriteSongs.

Indeed, a lover's pain is this sleeping,
This sleeping, When God just rolled over and gave you
Such a big good-morning kiss!

There are so many gifts, my dear,
Still unopened from your birthday.

O, there are so many hand-crafted presents
That have been sent to your life
From God.

~ Hafiz ~

Reference:
Yogi Bhajan Lecture