Why this? Why now?

I have given a great deal of thought to whether or not a blog is right for me. I have been on an amazing journey - some of it very sad, some of it profoundly joyful. Transformation is possible - I know because it is happening with me.

I can't say for sure when it all started, other than it started happening with tremendous regularity upon my 40th birthday. This may be a rather normal occurence - you reach a certain age and start wondering if this is all there is in life. Am I doing what I'm meant to be doing? Are my beliefs real - what are my beliefs exactly?

Here's a smattering of the journey -

I got a divorce and began to discover and explore life from a much different perspective.

I began thinking about my health and researching and reaching out to learn things like: what I should be doing to avoid heart disease. The book, The China Study, changed my life. I am now a vegetarian. This also led me to quit smoking....and finally to stop drinking, too (I don't care what the studies say - just eat the grapes instead).

I have embarked upon an incredible spiritual journey - from a comparative religions class, to studying Ayurvedic living (of which I'm now studying to become an instructor), to learning more about Buddhism, and, as documented here in my blog, an active study of A Course In Miracles.

I am in a place in my life where I finally recognize very consciously that what I put in my mind and in my body is what comes out. As I am reminded most days when listening to Deepak Chopra's soul affirmations, "My body is the garden of my soul."

May I be of vessel of spirit, of loving-compassion.

Yes, I do think a blog is right for me. Thank you for joining me.
Namaste,

mac

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Day 355 - Lesson 354

We stand together, Christ and I, in peace and certainty of purpose.  And in him is His Creator, as He is in me.

A conversation came up today that reminded of a spot in my heart that is hurting.  Mostly I am able to acknowledge the sore spot without much judgment, but I haven't come up with a solution to heal it.  It feels like an open wound that won't heal until it gets the right medicine.  During the conversation, I felt the sore spot, I poked it and smooshed it around, I caressed it, and, as always, allowed it to be.  Since the sore spot occurred, I have asked for higher guidance in finding a resolution.  I'm not sure if I've been given the answer and I'm ignoring it, but nothing has come to me that seems all that clear.  I have nothing but love in my heart for this sore spot.  I am ever hopeful that it will be healed.  I will repeat this lesson over and over; I will chant it, say it, pray it, and meditate with it....maybe then....
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