"As we become purer channels for God's light, we develop an appetite for the sweetness that is possible in this world. A miracle worker is not geared toward fighting the world that is, but toward creating the world that could be." - Marianne Williamson

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The miracle of falling away.
Letting go.  Releasing.
Not doing, just BEing.

The planet is built through cycles.  As we are.
Being okay with the cycles is the challenge.  Just like the flower that closes it's bloom as the sun drifts into the night sky, we too should be okay with folding our petals inward for a short time.  To be with the inner body as it recharges, refoucuses and renews.

I have been in an ebbing process.  Pulling in my tide.  Being with myself.
I am choosing not to feel bad and forgive myself for not meeting my deadlines or spending less time online.  I am building on something great here.  Inner work.  I may not even recognize it yet, but I feel it.

I've been talking a lot about the gestation period a mother experiences during pregnancy.  Her body responds to this growing human being by building up or shedding certain things to prepare for the birthing of a miracle.  A cycle that can be told in a thousand ways.  This is the same cycle for our adult growth.  We may be in the dark at times, discomfort or even in unknown spaces.  But, soon we will be birthed anew and ready for the world.  A miracle will occur.

Honor these times.

Forgive youself.  Be gentle with you.

The cycles are eternal.  Embrace them.  It will always be full circle.  Returning.  Wavering.  Returning. 

We had the most splendid food and wonderful warm conversation with bouts of nervousness.  It was slightly difficult to look him in the eyes without feeling an intense connection or maybe it was just that I needed to shy away so he wouldn’t recognize me fully- for this was ‘something’ and I couldn’t explain it.  Familiar, yet distant.  He was too much like me as we exchanged validated statements of ‘me too’ or ‘so do I.’

After weeks of many emails, many phone conversations, many flower deliveries and letters in the mail we were catching up on the physical connection.  I must admit it was strange and different.

“Is this real?  What am I feeling? I think I’m confused?” crossed my mind as he held the door open for me. 

And, as we crossed the street to make our way to the car, he grabbed my hand.  I looked at him shockingly as if he had made the wrong move.  Not because I didn’t want to hold his hand, but I was still trying to process the moments shared during lunch! 

Me: (silently) okay, intuition check in:  Dear Spirit, what shall I do?

Spirit: allow yourself to let go…allow it to be NEW and unknown.

Me: okay, hold his hand.

The next scene involves us getting lost on our way to the second part of the date.  My spinning thinking paused to assist in the navigation of the GPS.  My focus began and we worked together.  We found our way.  Did you notice the ‘we’ in the previous sentences?  Yes, we work well together.  We blend easily.  I like this.   

Me: (silently) okay, intuition check in:  Dear Spirit, is it okay if I like this, but feel afraid or is the ‘afraid’ a warning sign?

Spirit: allow yourself to let go…allow it to be NEW and unknown.

Me: okay, I like this.

We spend some time shopping, exploring, sharing dessert and truffle tasting.  I mentally recorded things.  Things he said, thoughts he shared, likes, dislikes, movements, and facial expressions.  I begin to mentally list all the things I like about him along side another list of what could go wrong. 

“This may not be good,” I think.

I may have to change.  Change my current limiting beliefs, see things differently and maybe even transform and   E X P A N D. 

"Oh goodness,"  I think to myself.

And my mind argues, “Do I want to go there?  Maybe I don’t need to change, maybe he does.  Maybe I haven’t found the right one yet.”

Me: (silently) okay, intuition check in:  Dear Spirit, am I being deceived?

Spirit: allow yourself to let go…allow it to be NEW and unknown.

Me: really? (sarcastic tone)

We made our way up the stairs to the last part of the date.  An art museum.  My favorite.  How did he know?  I wanted to see all of the art.  I wanted to take my time and shift my angles to view it from all perspectives.  Up close, to the side, far away and eyes closed…to feel.  I am looking for answers in the paintings to soothe my doubts.  He is patient.  He asks questions.  He articulately explains his experience.  He also sets a space of calm for me. 

“Or is it the art?  Or are they working together somehow?”  the interfering thoughts continue. 

It’s easy to make decisions with him, it’s easy to express and speak freely.  It feels good, to relax and just be present with my feelings in his presence. 

“Oh boy, it can’t be this good can it?” I think. 

Me: (silently) okay, intuition check in:  Dear Spirit, what is this?  Is he my soul mate or not? (demanding tone)

Spirit: allow yourself to let go…allow it to be NEW and unknown.

Me: oh, come on!

Spirit: you cannot be in a resistant space to experience this good.  This goes for everything.  He is your soul mate as much as you want him to be.  Does his energy resonate with your soul in unexplainable ways?

Me: yes, is that what that is?

Spirit: soul connection is beyond the physical.  With trust and faith your human counterparts will work together to play out the song of the soul between you two.

Spirit: just be, and enjoy.  Balance will surface as you understand.

Me: huh, what do you mean?

Spirit: allow yourself to let go…allow it to be NEW and unknown.

Spirit: healing, transformation, expansion happens in this space, especially with soul mates.

Spirit: shhhhhh…..close your eyes and jump.

Dear Thursday,
I got to speak to the flowers today.  They are great listeners.

Gardenia.

Can you find the Fairy Orb?

Cheering the sun on!

Stretching grapevine.

Thank you for the flowering blessings.

"People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. All is a miracle."
- Thich Nhat Hanh

Miracles occur, every moment. Join me in noticing. What miraculous events have you noticed today?

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Something inside me catches my attention and urges me to stop and pause, be outside myself yet gaze from the inside.
I caught a glimpse of my hands as I folded freshly laundered towels. This awareness signaled an event that reeled out in slow motion. I begin to consciously fold as if it were an art. Connecting corners and patting the gently folded creases into rectangles, by threes. I enjoyed the contrast of my skin color against the white fluffy terry cloth towels. And, I began to watch the moment in awe.
I saw my mother's hands.  I have her hands.
I was the monk actively engaging in the experience of daily duties.
I was in the moment and presently aware.
I was focused yet I could still feel the wind rush through the window.
I watched my hands move rhythmically, gently and slowly. They did a dance. They expressed according to my feeling.
It was not just a meaningless chore, but a meaningful moment of presence.
There was beauty in it all, there was beauty all around.

The towels: my medium for the moment and my hands danced and performed such a beautiful expression of presence.  My hands told a story in graceful movements.  

Translating.

Expressing.

This is it, I thought. Life is an opportunity to artfully express.  Many miraculous moments waiting to be noticed.

And now, I sit here at the end of the day listening to piano solos, typing and reliving the blissful moments from earlier.

“A happy life is just a string of happy moments. But most people don’t allow the happy moments, because they’re so busy trying to get a happy life.” -Abraham-Hicks

Do try it! Take a moment and fully engage in it!

Dancing hands,
Melissa

I am thankful for moments like these...

A late afternoon drive.

A moment in between earth and sky.

Full moon gazing.

Thank you Thursday for the peace and solitude.

I was in miracle-ville today.

A jar of magic crystals that I sent to a friend safely made it to her mailbox (as she was concerned with the postal service in her state). I trusted the crystals to perform their magic and miraculously appear as they were meant to. She also asked me to pray for rain for her fire ravaged state and I simply said to her in an email:

Visions of cool crisp clean rain pouring down filling wheelbarrows and buckets outside. I can hear it tapping on the rooftops and see people running out dancing in the rain! Fires steam out of power as the rain falls upon the flames. Putting fires out! Rain, rain, pour down!

And guess what?

The crystals showed up safely and it brought some refreshing rain to the thirsty climate.

Miracle?

Why, yes. My work? Nah...just the work of a miracle. I'm only noticing.

I hurried to the store to grab some things for dinner and I was stressed about how much time I had to get to cooking and preparing a meal for my hungry family. I drove to the store and said out loud, "I sure do need a miracle right about now!"

I quickly made my way to grab a cart, and a smiling man offered his empty cart to me by pushing it my way, saying, "Here, you can have this one".  I stopped and smiled at him, thanking him. And, as I began to steer the cart towards the entrance, he said, "look at this beautiful weather, isn't it a miracle?"

Miracle?

Yes, indeed.

They do like being noticed.

I am thankful for all the beautiful souls in my life.  The gifts they share with me are such a blessing.
They are brave supporters.  They challenge me, just enough.  They are great sources of wisdom and wonderous mirrors, nudging me to see the beauty.  Some I've known for years, some I've just met and even some I've never met (in person).  Yet, each connection always bringing me so much in friendship and human-ship!

So as a "thank you" here is some grateful art with a heartful wish:

"If the grace of God miraculously operates,
it probably operates through the subliminal door."
William James (1842-1910) American philosopher and psychologist.

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