Beliefs Change Reality

Information sits

in my head

trickling down

to the heart below

Where beliefs and meanings

Solidly rest

My heart is anchored

Entrenched

In knowing

What it’s been trained to know

Information flows down;

Knowledge newly gained

Reaches to touch and change

Beliefs

My deepest self knows

Remembers

Recognizes

Truth

But, my heart protects

Holds firm

Until

Over time

A truth gently wears away

A lie

Bringing a new

Deeper

Knowing

You know, when you know, that you know . . .

Words in my head

Intellectual understanding

Mean little

Until my heart accepts and believes

Then the switch is thrown

Everything seems clear

Suddenly, I walk in new freedom

Everything is changed

When I accept and believe

New meanings

Knowledge doesn’t change Reality

(or does it?)

It does change my reality.

When I thought I had Huntington’s Disease

I subconsciously gave meaning to every possible symptom

Even though, intellectually, I knew it was probably nothing

I caused myself to be less well, because of this unconscious belief.

Now that I know I don’t have HD

My “symptoms” have lost their meaning

I am experiencing new freedom.

I am remembering, again

That all is well in the universe

That I needn't try to fix or figure it all out.

Such a wonderful relief!

Our thoughts affect our health

(mental and physical)

More accurately, what we believe affects the body

Body, Spirit and Mind are all intertwined

We can learn to change each aspect of Self

We can focus on what is good and true

Allowing the thoughts to sift through our hearts

Until the heart accepts and believes

And we are transformed.

The key is to focus on what I know to be right and good
And when I'm not sure what's true
Choose to believe the very best, most freeing, of all possibilities 
(why not?!)

Remember, remember, remember

'Til my heart, in turn, remembers

And rests

*****

Scientists are exploring, learning and explaining 

How our thoughts, perceptions, beliefs, etc.

Cause physiological change.

(Can you say Quantum Physics? . . . Epigenetics?)

Wow!

We were created to flourish in love and goodness

We can affect ourselves and others

By what we believe, how we think,

and what we choose.  

Explore, explore, explore!

Reality is wide open

Wonderful and beautiful!

Indescribable mysteries to be seen, experienced and shared.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLZ7GqWpEqM

http://www.heartmath.org/research/science-of-the-heart/introduction.html

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The Lamenter

The lamenter stands alone

Face to the sky

Tears streaming

"Oh God, Oh God"

"Hear me!  Hear me!"

"Heal me."

The lamenter pours out her soul to others.

"Oh, how I long to be known; to be heard . . . "

"To be truly understood."

Words of comfort are spoken.

Hugs given.

The lament is shared.

Always the gaze is outward . . . 

Upward

Where is our help?

Where is our comfort?

Help us!

Touch us!

The lamenter screams her throat raw.

Grieving the loss of dreams once held.

"I've tried so hard . . . given so much."

Drained and empty

She sits

In quiet

And hears . . . 

A still small voice.

Senses

Inside herself

A truth.

A remembrance.

Be still

Know

How much of my "worship" has been a

Reaching high to grasp and bring God down to me?

How many songs have I sung

Filled with the pain of longing

For what the words I sing promise?

Prayers of lament, longing and desire.

When all along, the answer was . . .

Look within

I am here!

Look around you

I am everywhere!

All is good.

All is as it should be.

There are no empty spaces.

I fill everything.

Remember

Rip away the veils

Remember

Love

Never 

Fails

and

Love never leaves

Experience, Strength and Hope

I think I'm gaining some wisdom and maturity in how 

I communicate with others.

Until recently, I've communicated about my situation; frustrations, hurts, fears, etc., largely with a focus to get relief from my pain.  

I've sought understanding, sympathy, answers . . . love . . . 

from people who care about me.

In the process, I've dumped a lot of my pain on people who weren't necessarily in a place to help; or were too close to the situation to be objective.  I'm grateful that someone very dear to me expressed the frustration and confusion resulting from my random rants 

(usually with no follow up calls to share what had happened later, what I'd learned, how things had changed, etc.)

I'm also aware that I tend to shape what I say in such a way as to convince the hearer that my perspective is the correct one, 
when that ain't necessarily so. 

(I believe this might be called manipulation :-)

I am reminded that it works well to treat life a lot like a big AA meeting.  

AA encourages you to share "in a general way what it used to be like, what happened, and what it's like now."

The focus is on sharing your "experience, strength and hope".

The Big Book also talks about finding a "close-mouthed friend", i.e. someone you can trust; someone safe, who you can tell anything to 

(it's safe for you and safe for them).

So, now I am being aware of what I say to whom, 

and what my motivation is.

With most people I will focus on sharing my 

experience, strength and hope.  

(This would include family, for the most part, 

because they care so deeply, and so easily feel my pain.)

And I have a few people who are safe to share the nitty gritty, ugliest, most painful stuff with, because they can handle it and because they can offer guidance and objectivity.  

This includes people who can call me on it, when I am stepping into victim mode, or not getting the facts right.  

(They also love and accept me as I am.)

I am so, so grateful for people who truly love me.  

We are all on such an amazing journey.

It's richer and purer, the deeper you go.

  

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I Am Enough

Little by little

Lies fall away

Burdens given

Burdens imagined

Bit by bit

I see

The dreams of my heart

Are not empty longings

Never to be realized

The Source sings within me . . . 

Sings loud and strong . . . 

Tender . . . sweet . . .

The chorus echos across the universe

The music of the spheres

Resonates in our souls

Vibrates in the air we breathe

The earth below our feet

Clouds above us

All we see, touch, feel, smell . . . 

Everything delights

In the rhythm of Eternity

I let go

I slow down

Breathe

Being is enough

Cherishing and enjoying

Are enough

I am enough

For I have eternity within me

The I Am and I

Are one
More than enough

You were always here, my Friend

I've always known you

Even when the knowing was not acknowledged

or understood

Real . . . True . . . Love

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am complete

We are complete

The song never ends

Never!

It is well with my soul.

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This too shall pass

We are flowing through this place . . .

This space

Mortal bodies

Carry spirit

Spirit moves the body

Intertwined for a time . . . 

The only things that last are intangible, 

and all things of substance and matter are transient. 

Spirit is the truth, matter is the useful but passing fiction.*

This too shall pass

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 *from Jonathan Ellerby PhD

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Mystery Outside the Boxes

Mystery, I am enthralled by you

My soul yearns to touch and know the unknowable

The secret magic of the Universe

The smiling whisper

The sweet quiet voice

Of the Spirit of Love

You, who live in Eternity

You, who formed the intricacies

of me . . . of all

I nestle into You

Abide

I want to hold Reality in my hand;

Grasp exact truths with my mind.

You offer vague indications

Wafer thin intuitions

Soft, incomplete, obscure,

Romantic, beautiful glimpses.

As the moon illuminates

My eyes search out the revealed edges of You.

Here is the richness

The always varying . . .

Wild, crazy, unexplainable

Unplumbable depths of

Reality

How precious, my simple little boxes

My childish attempts to understand,

Label, categorize, sort and file away

What can never be fully known.

I have lived in this surface place

The place of “shoulds” and “supposed to’s”

Impotently applying the rules as I understood them;

A roster of qualifications (and disqualifications),

Acceptable (and unacceptable) behaviors . . .

A catalogue of negation . . . separation . . . judgment . . .

Dismissive of all that did not fit my safe paradigm.

I felt safe as long as I had the right boxes checked off

As long as I fit within the boxes I believed to be the right ones.

Applying my simple black and white approach to life,

I could quickly and easily categorize anyone I met.

These standards I applied to myself, as well . . .

Usually finding myself wanting . . .

Subpar . . . in danger of disqualification.

Life in the world of “shoulds” is no life at all.

It is one dimensional

All is based on appearance and perception

On fitting into acceptable patterns and shapes

Anything beneath the surface, not fitting the patterns,

Is squelched.

Creativity dies

Individuality dies

Mystery, I long for you

For depths far beyond my imagination

For beauty and delight

Unfathomable

Life outside my cookie cutter

concepts of reality

Life way outside any box I could construct

That’s where truth dwells

Oh Love, I am so grateful

Grateful that what I thought was You

Wasn’t

Grateful there will always be more

More to learn . . . more to experience

More to stretch my mind . . . my heart . . . my soul . . 

You are not static

Life is not static

How could faith in You

Be static?

Life moves and soars

Changes and is changed

I listen for your voice

Your smiling whisper

I listen and thrill

At the sound; the touch;

Of Love

Deep

True

Eternal

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I am Safe

I am safe

I am one, always, with Love

Nothing can separate
Divide

Troubles come;

Vision becomes obscured

I forget

Feel lost and alone

"My God, my God, where are you?"

Just as the Father never left his Son

(Even at the cross)

I am never alone

Joined forever

Love that never ends

Faithful always

Always carried

Always safe

You cannot drag me away

I am rooted; connected; joined

I smile at empty lies

I turn my back on threats of death and despair;

on the fear of not knowing; not understanding

It matters not

I have traveled miles and years

through lands that felt forsaken

Toiled to shape a reality to my liking

I forgot what I'd known

Forgot my Self

Swallowed . . . followed

 Lies that hurt me and others 

But . . .

I was rooted always

Connected always

Nothing can separate me 

From Love

Remembering

Knowing

Brings healing

I was always carried

Always safe

My soul remembers

and rests

Again

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