dailydatewithgod

I find myself torn between what is the right thing versus the wrong thing.  Which is God’s will and which is my will? What happens if I do not do God’s will?  What happens if I think I am making a choice from my heart and I am actually just letting my ego convince me that what it has contrived in my brain is coming from my heart? What if?  What if? What if?  As someone prone to thinking too much, this can be a treacherous place to be. When I remember to pause and breathe and reach for the hand of God I find myself returning to my heart space.  Somehow the language of my heart knows the answer I cannot conceive of.  The fault I find is that sometimes it takes a while for the translation to make it to my brain.  My heart speaks through energy which I perceive often in my body and in my feelings.  Before recovery, I made villains of both of those things.  The restoration to connecting to my own truth comes therefore when I pause to not make the body and the feelings wrong.  I also do not use them as my only guide in my decisions.  It is a restoration to its equal place of importance with my mind.  I sense this is how the spirit moves in and through us. When there is no friction between our hearts and our minds, we can see clearly and move through whatever we are facing.  We may not like it, it may be uncomfortable and call for courage but courage is what beats from our heart.  It steps onto the seeming battlefield of life that our minds may have created through visions of fear. I picture Wonder Woman coming out of the trenches and walking through the battlefield to get to those on the other side who need to be saved.  I don’t have bombs but my friction is found in the fear thoughts which come at me from all sides.  Breathing into the rhythm of my heart gives me a path to a separate myself from the friction of my mind long enough to allow the oxygen traveling through my heart to make it to my brain.  In the space of cooperation, I can find a way to navigate whatever I am facing at the moment.