It’s a kind of magic
Yesterday, I had a bad dream. The least of which was waking up in my dream to discover a freakingly real baby chimp tattoed on my right arm (endearing, but I didn't want a tattoe, and I felt violated), a blue porcelain bead necklace falling sideways (to my horror I would be eternally skewed) and a hell horse on my left arm with firey eyes and smoke coming from its nose (WTF?!). This was alarming enough to propel me into a waking state, only to find out that my alarm had not rang. Waking up with adrenaline pumping through my veins is not my favorite way to wake up. Needless to say, I was feeling a bit groggy. Definitely not the easy flow I had been enJOYing the day before. Becoming aware of the contrast made things even worse. I. WAS. NOT. AMUSED.
The usual stress buffers, breakfast and walking the dog, didn't help one bit. So I pulled out my magical journal and started writing, asking questions and jotting down answers as they popped into my awareness. I did not write about the baby chimp or even the hell horse; I have a hyper-sensitive brain and a vivid imagination, I could fill an encyclopedia with non-related over-the-top crazy dreams. My first question was how to find the feeling place of the day before, which was one of ease and joy. After processing some stuff that came up as I tuned into the present moment, into my body, I wrote these words, which I want to share with you: "Can I allow myself to be as I am in this moment? Can I allow this moment to be as it is? Can I see the perfection of this moment, the potential for more upward momentum and more joy? Can I see the transient nature of this moment too? Can I allow myself the peace and joy that are available now, that are so much sweeter after the offness, because of a heightened awareness and a deepened appreciation?" It shifted everything. May your day be as wonderful as mine was after found my center again.
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