I subscribe to a post that subscribes to the belief that,
‘Thoughts become things,’ reminding its readers to ‘choose the good ones!’ www.tut.com
I get daily reminders which help me. I like that they are playful, (as I relate to living life in a playful manner), and that the thoughts (to me), are simple, but prophetic. I’m a spiritual person, with God at the masthead of my ship, though I don’t resonate well with organized religion, but rather take the bits and pieces I relate to and weave them into my growing belief system.
That just works best, for ME. Everyone has to live their own set of beliefs, what works for them.
I need all kinds of reminders everyday…to not get off course with my sense of purpose, vision. (I’m EASILY distracted by shiny objects)!! In fact…I was encouraged by a friend to post my reminders in places where I might SEE them daily so I DO remember. So I have.
I was asked by another friend this weekend what I knew to be true for myself….BB’s world view, my beliefs.
I shared that they are in everything I do. The way I write, the way I run my business, in the friends and colleagues I choose, how I care for my pets, for heaven’s sake, in the way I walk, what I eat, in my exasperations, the joys I celebrate, in what pisses me off, in the projects I take on.
I work to consciously live what I believe, though of course I’m not always successful at it. I may work to be compassionate and then blow it in some human interaction. I may work to be diligent and then become discouraged and get sidetracked as I’m learning to bolster my own resolve.
This post came to me today. It reminded me about having faith, trusting, not worrying so much about how, when, who. It reminded me too, to be more forgiving….a theme which is showing up a lot for me lately.
Yesterday I watched a small bird, flying very fast, disappear into the canopy of an oak tree. So dense were its leaves that it was impossible to see what happened next, though I can tell you it remained inside.
I wondered how the little bird found its opening through the leaves at such a speed, and then managed to gently align its fragile body on the branch it chose to land upon, all within a fraction of a second. Not to mention the impossible to imagine flying maneuvers required: the banking, the curling, the vertical and horizontal stabilizations, the deceleration and landing.
Memory? Calculation? Not in that tiny brain. Instinct? Maybe, but how does instinct know which way the branches of a tree have grown when no two are the same?
That little bird just knew. It had faith, in spite of not being able to see how things would work out, that if (and only if) it stayed the course the details would be taken care of; that an opening would appear and a twig would be found. In fact, had she slowed down enough to carefully and logically inspect the tree first, the prudent thing to do, she would have lost her lift and fallen to the ground.
Kind of like reaching for your dreams. Neither memory, nor calculating, nor instincts are the deciding factors, but faith coupled with action.
I’m thinking that perhaps my ‘reminders’ don’t need to be posted everywhere….if I’m watching, it seems that God and the Universe present me with all I need to know.
Well, if I’m paying attention!