THE POWER OF YOUR MIND

“If we plant apple seeds, we will get apple tress.  If we plant daisy seeds, we will get daisies; we will not get watermelons.  We can get only manifest that which we plant or place into the fertile Law of Mind.”  This passage was written by Rev. Patti Paris and was the reading from today’s Daily Guide in Science of Mind.  She goes on to say, “It is our responsibility, then, to become clear regarding what we desire.If we are not propelled by our desires, we may be pushed along by our fears.  Then what out-pictures is more likely to be what we do not want rather than what we want.

As we shift our vision from fear to faith, we can spend more time in what we desire instead of what we fear.

This takes time and dedicated spiritual practice, but the habit of thinking negatively will be replaced by the positive thoughts and feelings.  With all our attention going to what we would have, it becomes our experience.  As the saying goes, ‘Energy flows where attention goes.'”

Is it easy to think only positive, happy thoughts?  Of course not.  It has been my experience, though, that it is possible to shift one’s mindset to a more positive channel.  This coming from a life-long pessimist.  I know it can be done because I did it.  It is a process and something that I work on daily.  And, really, that’s okay.

I know you’ve heard all of this before, as I have.  Something struck me this morning, though, when I was reading this.  To me, it is so simple to understand that you will never, ever, get watermelon from apple or daisy seeds.  As Henry Ford said, “Whether you think you can, or you think you can’t–you’re right.”  Whatever you think is!  IMG_0008.JPG

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UPLIFTING THE WORLD

Today’s post is not written by me, but by Jane Beach.  She is a recently retired minister of Conscious Living Center in Mt. View, California.  She is the author of this month’s Daily Guides in Science of Mind Magazine.  Today’s reading…

 

“I UPLIFT THE WORLD

“A life lived of choice is a life of conscious action.”  ~Neale Donald Walsch

“In the independence of your own mentality, believe and feel that you are wonderful.  This is not conceit, it is truth.”  ~The Science of Mind, page 307

 

Every single time I make the decision to treat myself gently, I send peace to the world.  Every time I forgive myself, the world feels the effects of my forgiveness.  My self-respect and self-forgiveness return me to the beauty of who I truly am, which stirs the energy of love in me and sends it out into the world.  There’s a positive power in focusing on possibility, looking for the good in everything, finding something to be grateful for, trusting that life is on my side, sensing that I’m okay and letting others know that they’re okay, too. My optimism adds to the world’s healing.

Life reminds me of what’s possible.  If trees know when to let go of dying leaves so that new buds can form, I can let go of negativity to make room for peace and joy.  If birds can fly hundreds of miles to fulfill their life’s purpose, I can take the next step to live my dreams.  If sidewalks develop cracks so that a tiny seed can take hold in the earth below, I can adjust to that which is trying to grow within me.  My willingness to change helps uplift the world.

We all stretch and grow in our own way and time, gaining confidence, breaking through the old and embracing the new.  Every single time we say “Yes!” to our life, we bless a world that embraces us all.

 

AFFIRMATION: Every time I treat myself gently, I uplift the world.  In each instance that I focus on possibility, I become a power for healing.  Today, I do my part to bless a world that embraces us all.”

FORGIVING DOES NOT MEAN FORGETTING

Still working on forgiving – my attacker, of course, and even more importantly, myself. I know it seems strange that I would in any way need to forgive myself for something I did not do, for something I never would have wished upon my worst enemy; not that I really have any enemies, but if I did, I wouldn’t wish a sexual assault on them.

In April, right before I left for a trip to Atlanta, to visit my parents, to go to the Masters and  to Saint Simons Island to visit my friend Kim, I was on my way to the outlet mall down by the border and passed a sign for the exit for Donovan. I have never noticed this exit before on any previous trip. When I saw it, the thought that popped into my head was, “I should go and visit DCD.” (A friend wrote me to tell me that I need to stop calling my attacker ‘cockroach boy’ and start using his name. While I agree that CRB isn’t very nice, what he did to me wasn’t very nice and the best I can do right now is call him by his initials.) And then I thought, ‘Whoa, where did that come from?’ I completely forgot about it until my last Hoffman gathering. Well, after doing some research, I found out that DCD is not, in fact, housed at Donovan, but at Kern Valley, which is about a 4 hour drive from here. And in order to visit a prisoner, you have to be on the approved visitor list and the person to approve me is DCD. You actually have to apply to be visitor, and even if DCD said it was okay, the prison system has to okay it, as well. I think my real reason for wanting to go visit him is to ask him WHY? I’m not sure I’d even get an answer and even if I did, it may not be one I want. I’ve thought about it a lot and come to the conclusion that going up to Kern Valley State Prison is not something I am prepared to do. A compromise may be to write him a letter. Again, I am not sure what I hope to really accomplish with this. I may end up writing him and not sending it.

At acupuncture last week, I was lamenting about how long the healing process is taking. Matt said to me, ‘You ARE through it. Right now. You are done.’ Okay, cool! Maybe it really is as easy as that. Yes, I am still dealing with some physical issues that have occurred as a result of the attack. Each day, though, I feel like I am one step closer to being completely healed. Will I ever forget about it? Doubtful, especially since I write about it. Will there always be certain things that are either very difficult or impossible for me to do? I have no idea. Only time will tell.

Whatever the case is for me, however it plays out for me in the future, forgiveness has been on my mind a lot in the last 2 1/2+ years. So as for forgiving myself, just as with DCD, I am much closer than ever to being able to say honestly that I have done it. I am not sure why I blame myself on some level, and I may never understand that. Don’t get me wrong here, I am very clear that I did nothing wrong, that the way I was dressed had nothing to do with it, that I was in the wrong place at the right time, because, to my way of thinking, if it had been the wrong time, it never would have happened. As I have said before, too, I do believe that it happened for a reason and though I did not specifically ask to be sexually assaulted, I had been asking for changes in my life. I am really okay with all of that, which is why it baffles me that I would in any way blame myself. Yet, it is still there to a degree. Clearly, I will be done when I am done. There doesn’t seem to be a way to make it go faster. It will take as long as it takes.

Because forgiveness has been so much on my mind, when the topic for the 7 March 2014 daily reading in my Science of Mind magazine, written by Joanne McFadden, was FORGIVE, this was just another validation that I am on the right path. I loved the essay so I am going to copy it in its entirety:

“After Olympic runner Louis Zamperini’s plane went down in the Pacific in World War II, he and the pilot floated for forty-seven days on a life raft. They survived a strafing attack by a Japanese pilot, numerous shark attacks and a lack of food, only to be captured by the enemy. They were brutally beaten, subjected to medical experiments, starved and worked to near death as prisoners of war. One guard, nicknamed “The Bird” by prisoners was determined to break Zamperini. Maintaining humanity and dignity was a daily struggle.

Zamperini survived. However, nightmares of his ordeal kept him emotionally imprisoned for years after the war, plunging him into alcoholism and despair. At first, Zamperini was convinced that vengeance was the only way to reclaim his life, and he became obsessed with it, making plans to hunt down The Bird. Grace intervened. Under protest Zamperini attended a Billy Graham meeting. He was about to get up and leave when he remembered a bargain he made when his raft floated in a dead calm. If God would save his life, Zamperini would serve.

That recollection changed his life dramatically. Zamperini forgave The Bird and went on to create camps for troubled boys, sharing his experiences and showing them a different way of life.

When I have allowed myself to have something to forgive, I like to remember extreme examples like Zamperini’s. If he could do it, so can I.”

Exactly. If Louis Zamperini can do it after the unimaginable things he endured, then so can I.

“It’s a healing, actually, it’s a real healing…forgiveness.” ~Louis Zamperini