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M.E.D.I.T.A.T.I.O.N. March 7, 2010

Posted by nrhatch in Meditation, Mindfulness, Poetry, Word Play.
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Mindful of the moment

Exploring the silent stillness

Discovering the timeless truths

In between passing thoughts

Touching the eternal present

Anchored in our breath

Time to just be.

Inspired we realize

Our thoughts mean nothing

Now is all there is.

Photo Credit ~ SoulDipper

Winks, Whispers, and Nudges March 7, 2010

Posted by nrhatch in Magick & Mystery, Mindfulness.
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For those of you who read the last post, and dissolved into a puddle of tears (because you are certain you will never be able to silence your mind long enough to hear the whisper of Spirit), do not despair . . . .

If we remain open to Spirit, Spirit always finds a way to communicate with us in a way designed to get our attention ~ with winks, whispers, and nudges.

Two examples to show you what I mean:

* In 1986, my husband and I decided to buy our first home, and started looking around.  We met a realtor we liked at an Open House and kept her card.  She gave us an outdated copy of the MLS book to flip through.  As an attorney, just starting out, I had little time for house-hunting. 

One day, while driving down the road, my husband said, “There’s that house on Konnoak I told you about.”

Without looking up from the MLS book in my lap, I said, “I don’t want to live on Konnoak ~ it’s too busy.” (Note the resistance?  The complete LACK of openness to possibilities?)

BFF insisted, “Just look at it.” 

I glanced up, intending to glance right back down at the MLS book on my lap.  Instead, I cried out, “Stop.  Stop the car.  That’s it ~ that’s my house.” 

As soon as I saw it, I knew.  Without knowing anything about it, I knew

How?  The whisper of Spirit. 

We got into the house that night, had a contract a few days later, and lived there “happily ever after” (for the next eight years).

Even though I did not believe in the spiritual realm at the time, Spirit believed in me.  Even though I was not “open” to possibility, Spirit still got my attention. 

The Universe knew that the house on Konnoak would be perfect for me, and Spirit conveyed that knowledge, that knowingness, that certainty to me.

Without saying a word.  

* Fast forward to 1997, I had stopped practicing law and was desperately searching for my “next best career.” 

I read books, I considered all my likes and dislikes, I even reviewed my old report cards for clues about what I would enjoy doing. 

And for five months, “nothing happened.”  I was no closer to unearthing my future livelihood than when I had started the search . . . I still did not know what I wanted to do.

But Spirit did.  

Spirit found the perfect job for me, and Spirit got my attention at the perfect time so that I could apply for the position.


One morning, as I leafed idly through the newspaper, turning pages, a small classified ad caught my eye ~ because it was “blinking in neon lights.” 

Not really.  No lights.  No camera.  No action.  But the ad “shouted” out to me as I opened to that page ~ I suspect that even if I had been blind, deaf and dumb, Spirit would have figured out a way to bring it to my attention.

Once Spirit got my attention, I honed in on the ad, which said that the town we lived in wanted a Project Director for a new program. 

That’s it.  That’s all it said. 

But I knew that it was my next job.  I knew that the program dealt with domestic violence, even though those words were not included in the ad.  I knew that I needed to apply, and I knew that I would get the job ~ even though I had no special training in domestic violence. 

How?  Because Spirit filled in the blanks for me, allowing me to know what I could not possibly know based solely on the ad itself.

And that infused knowingness was correct on all accounts:  I got the job.  I learned what I needed to know about domestic violence (along with my volunteers), and ran the program smoothly for the next three years. 

When the time was right, I turned over the reigns to one of the program’s volunteers, and moved on to the next stepping stone in my path ~ with Spirit leading the way.  

 Quote:  Just start . . . and the Way will appear.

No rules.  Just write!

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