I have a Zen alarm clock that I adore. It wakes me gently up each morning with a single melodic chime — piiiiing–timed at intervals that are based on the sacred geometry of halves, which may or may not be the geometry of our 3-D physical hard-wiring, if it matters. Anyway, one of the reasons I love my clock so much is that it calls me gradually from my dreams and so I can experience them vividly.
Most mornings, I savor waking up slowly and magisterially. But this morning, I was having a decidedly unpleasant dream in which I was in a large two story house full of people that would soon be under attack. Everyone in the town had the choice to leave or to stay and fight, and I was all, “oh, I’m good to leave, thanks,” but I couldn’t find a way out of the house. As soldiers were bringing in all kinds of weapons and ammo, I kept looking for a door out, not anxious, but wanting to leave. Needless to say that by the time I awoke fully, my mood matched the weather: overcast and stormy. Not my favorite way to start the day!
It was a regular morning plus I was feeling a little emotionally turbulent, plus my morning meditation felt random, then I discovered ants trying to colonize my electric toothbrush charger and had to relocate them (down the drain), queen and all. Ick! I didn’t want to move into my day without redirecting my energy and thoughts to a better feeling place because what you think about expands, and I wanted to have a pleasant day! And then as I went about getting ready for work, very quietly, I made a plea to buddhakrishnajesus to help me find a way to feel good because I wasn’t finding it on my own.
And then, the sweetest thing happened! I walked into the bathroom, and there in the middle of the white tile floor, was a tiny gray feather. I bent to pick it up and was filled with such gratitude for the message: you’re not alone. we’re always here. In the movie of my life, this is a mystical moment with rays of silvery light shooting out of me and Jakob Dylan is playing the guitar; the air is heavy with the perfume of spring flowers, and the gates to OZ crack open just a little bit.
We’ve all been told that our guides, angels, Aunt Winnie, will leave little tokens of their affection lying around for us to find, and find comfort in. When I found that sweet feather, I felt the sadness left over from the dream dissipate and disappear. It was a small thing, but the energy of it shifted my entire day. I love having friends in high places! Love, C
My two cents: when you place an order with the cosmic concierge, pay attention to the signs that let you know your request has been received.
I bet a lot of people think that just because we are doing this work, directing our thoughts, focusing on what we want,etc. that it is always yippee skippy, sunshine and moonbeams with us. Well let me tell you, and if you don’t believe me ask my daughter, I am not a morning person. I love to sleep. I too, have a little zen alarm on my phone that I wake up to but it always seems to ring about an hour before I would like to wake up, and I am kinda cranky more mornings than not. But I know that I have a choice about how I want my day to go. I have the choice if I want to go from tired and cranky, to full on bitchy or not; and I very rarely choose that route.
Most mornings I hit the snooze and spend the next ten minutes before my zen chimes again to meditate, appreciate, and get myself into a happy place. With much work, dedication and practice, I have learned that I decide how I want my day to go. Now I didn’t say that I get to decide what is going to happen, because let’s face it nobody can do that. I decide how I am going to feel about whatever comes my way. How I react to what goes on out there is my choice, so in essence I decide if it’s going to be a day that’s great or a day that should have never started.
This stuff takes practice, lots of practice, everyday –until it becomes second nature. Sometimes you just have to stop, take a breath, take a moment, rewind. There is no right or wrong way to do this, but just know that the more conscious you are, the easier it gets. Do I have it down? Not quite but I’m getting close. These days, if I start to go there to the dark place where bitchy lives, I can feel it coming and stop it before it gets too crazy. Then some days I don’t, and that’s okay too.
One of the things that has really been a life saver for me is my new fav mantra/affirmation, Everything always works out for me. When I start to get overwhelmed or stressed out, I just start that affirmation and it’s just like taking a big yummy deep breath. So calming, and I just know that everything is just as it is supposed to be. That is my new personal favorite, but I think everyone needs to find something that feels right for them. Keep it general, so the same thing can apply to different areas of your life. It’s just easier that way, and there is not as much resistance to a general statement.
There is no one way to do any of this stuff, it is all trial and error. Find out what works for you to get you to the place you want to be, and you will be amazed at how wonderful your life can be. xo-K
My two cents: Be easy with yourself, and enjoy the ride.