Joy

Living with Joy, this is a book by Sanaya Roman that I continue to read and learn from. One of the great chapters says that "Giving thanks and appreciation opens many doors into the higher levels of the Universe." I'm all for opening those doors!

It's not easy in this day and age to keep your joy. Everywhere you turn, you here bad news, those around you focus on what is uncomfortable in their lives and to stay in your joy bubble is a mighty feat. How do we keep joy? We keep joy by thanking our cells for the good job that they do, even when we are sick. We keep joy by thanking the Universe for that ray of sunshine that you saw today, or the birds that are on your lawn looking for that perfect little wormy. By giving thanks, by expressing our gratitude, the Universe responds by giving us additional blessings, joy and focus toward our higher good.

We stop relying on others around us to lead us to success, we begin by trusting our soul, by calling on our guides to show us where we will do the earth the greatest good, thereby bringing joy. What is it that you love to do? If you didn't have to work, and could live the rest of your days doing something you love, what would that be? Chances are you can find those lessons in your hobbies, in the interest that keep you consumed so deeply that you do not realize that hours have passed. You can pass joy to others in those lessons.

The trick is, when you call on the knowledge of the Universe and ask for something great to come into your life, you must remember to not think in your limited ways. You shouldn't ask for "so and so" to love you more, you shouldn't ask to make big money at your job that you have went to for years. The requests that should be made is for the Universe to bring you joy and abundant love, bountiful resources to bring joy into your life and the life of others. Miraculous wonders begin to appear. Now, the more that you thank the Universe for your miracles, the more miracles that you receive.

With that, I've decided to begin to air my gratitude in simple ways. Today Universe, thank you for showing me abundant and unconditional love. I decided to go outside to get some air, literally...asthma..get some air. You must understand that we live deep in the woods, surrounded by beautiful trees. The air was cool, there was a slight breeze blowing, bringing me such fresh, fresh lovely air! I stood up and took a deep breathe of that life giving force when I felt something pressing against my legs. It was my husbands outside dog, Baily. Baily looked up at me with those big brown eyes, and I heard her say I love you. All she wanted was for me to pat her head and say a few words. She didn't care that I didn't have a bit of make up on, that I had an old lady pair of black shorts on and a puke green shirt. All she wanted to do was to give me love. Thank you Universe.

Later we went into town to get a movie. The owner of the store just turned 59 years old and has been married for 39 years. I know this because my husband had announced that we have been together for 34 years and that sparked a conversation. She began to talk of when her husband and her met in high school, how they would sneak off and park and lived dangerously in their day for the sake of love. I looked over at my husband and remembered the times we risked everything just to see each other. Thank you Universe for reminding me of that flutter in my stomach when he drove up to my home.

Our realities are exactly what we choose them to be. We can choose to cry over our lack of money, the state of politics, the unpaid bills and family woes and then risk more of the same to be attracted to us. I'd rather choose to notice that little bird struggling with that worm, flying off to it's nest chirping all the way, leaving me one of it's precious feathers in flight to remind me that we can soar as high as we aspire to, if we look for joy.

A Beautiful Day to Be Alive

I've been sick for the last 3 weeks. On September 29th, which happens to be my anniversary (34 years illegally and 26 yearls legally) I spent my day in town waiting to be fitted into my busy doctor's schedule.

It was going to be 3 hours until I could get in, I had another appointment that morning, and it is an hour drive home..so I decided to spend my time in town. Not an easy feat considering I was so ill with asthma and bronchitis. I decided to go to the library.

It was here that I had settled in a light and airy corner of the library right underneath a series of huge windows. The view was the various campus shops and students milling about. This particular day, I was pretty down spiritually. You see, I've always had issues with my lungs, and fears of drowning, fears of not being able to breathe. I understand of course that this course is a karmic one, something to work out from a previous life of drounding. Easier said than done!

I've just completed my third level of Reiki, very excited to begin my journey in the future of teaching, but before that can happen, I have some issues to deal with, namely the karmic issue. I will be working on sending the Reiki back to access the Akashic records, to heal this left over annoyance of my existence. That Saturday I had attended our monthly Reiki Share, receiving energy as well as giving it. My Reiki before the class prevented any coughing or breathing issues for that two hours. So this is where the issue comes in. Why wasn't the Reiki taking this issue from me? It should be gone. This was going to be a bumpy road to access the solutions.

So sitting there, looking out the window, feeling sorry for myself and pondering what I am to do next in this big show called life, my attention was drawn to this man that was sitting next to me.

This gentleman was clearly homeless, dissheveled, not clean, and a few bags with his contents beside him. In his arms were books on religion, blessings and other uplifting titles. He clearly was a Baptist or curious about subject according to the first book in his lap. I wondered about his life, what brought him to his predicament. I wondered if he had family, if he had any contact with those who loves him. I wondered how many people were disdainful of him, condescending and thoughtless. I wondered what I could say to him to make his day brighter.

At that moment, his eyes met mine as he stood up and looked out of the window. He had such a smile come over his face as he looked at me and said hello. I said hello.

"Isn't it a wonderful day to be alive?" As our eyes met for a second time, I then understood. Yes it was a wonderful day to be alive, what else is there? You find angels in curious places, your messages in life come to you when you least expect it.