dailydatewithgod

Are we open to asking ourselves: is the proxy with me and my heart or is it outside of me today?

Let’s be honest.  Sometimes our mind is not our friend.  It is brilliant and if it was not functioning we would be in deep doo-doo. It gets us into trouble because of our propensity to believe that every thought we think is of high value and should be believed as truth.  Some thoughts are simply charlatans in sheep’s clothing.  The degree to which we can convince ourselves and rationalize our way into a paper bag to protect us from the rain verges on ridiculous. Of course, a paper bag will not protect us in the rain, but we think it as first thought and when we buy in the charlatan has one. It is only when we see it in other people we can recognize the charlatan at work. The distinction needed to separate our propensity to fall for the charlatan thoughts is the pause provided by our hearts.  When we take a breath and engage our hearts, we have the power to see the thought as just a thought.  We can observe it and in some cases, tell the charlatan masquerading as our intelligence, “thanks for sharing.”  The beauty of this practice is that we do not have to wait long before the charlatan spits out another thought.  By reconnecting our minds to our hearts, the energy of our core can inform the charlatan and realign it to a response that is aligned to the truth of who we are.

We carry messages through the way we live.  It is more than our actions and our words.  The energy we embody also conveys a message.  The more willing we are to address the potency levels of our various elements the more of a congruent message we tell with our lives.  If we pay attention, we can detect the mixed messages we get from others. It is why we find confusing people who say one thing with their mouths and do something else with their body language. Other times it is less obvious because it has to do with the energetic potency of what is being said or done. But this is not about other people.  The importance of awareness of potency is about us being in alignment with ourselves and the truth of who we are.  What we perceive about others is filtered through our own personal understanding, there is no way we can truly know what is going on for others just based on our observations.  It actually tells us more about ourselves when we react to how we perceive others and interpret their behavior or words.  We can use our perceptions to detect the level of potency within ourselves.  If our potency of love is high we will most likely witness and react to love.  If our potency of anger is high we will find ourselves angered and annoyed by what we witness in others.  The good news is we can attune ourselves and make adjustments so when we respond, not react, to whatever perception of the potency of another’s message, we do some from the truth of who we are not what we perceive others to be.  There is no right or wrong level of potency to have in our messages at any given moment, it is about being attuned to it within ourselves and owning it as ours, not others.

I am amazed at how quickly we become accustomed to change.  We are very adaptive and have always been.  It is how we keep growing.  The comical element is despite how adaptive we can be, we resist change mostly out of fear.  The same mind that shows us the way to adapt is also the one that creates fear scenes of how it will turn out badly.  When I stepped into recovery it was clear that I had a malady.  The 12 step literature taught me that my malady was spiritual in nature with a physical manifestation known as food addiction, negative thinking, and obesity.  The problems I was having that led me into recovery were not the malady they appeared to be.  It was the underlying way in which I was handling my life. I used the tools I had and it was clear I needed a new set of tools.  The tools I needed were the ones most suited to address the malady.  The ache of fear that was running my life kept me disconnected from my own heart.  The irony, of course, is that it is the malady that brought me to my knees to seek out a different way.  So the malady was the initiation into discovery a way to connect to my heart which housed my true self. God slowly on our dates invited me to see the role that the fear malady played when I let it run the show and what happened when I remembered to breathe into my heart and awaken love. I now think of it as a dance.  When the fear malady shows up, and I feel my breath constrict, I am prompted to breathe deeper and reconnect to the truth of who I am and what I truly need. It is not a dance I always welcome but by taking my heart’s perspective to the fear malady I can see it and all of who I am and who others are with compassion.

One of the powers of our heart is its capacity to tether us to the truth of who we are no matter how many places our mind takes us.  No matter how much the outside world appears to pierce us and cause us to feel fragile and worn out, our heart remains as the tether to the core of who we are.  The tether is the link to God’s vision.  In the infinite movement of the universe where God created all out of love, we appear to be tossed about.  Yet, the tether of our hearts keeps us centered.  Our work is to bring our heart to the mind that is telling us everything but love is true in the moment.  I get it, it is hard to grab the tether of the heart which grounds us in the truth of who we are when the perspective of the opposite is everywhere we look. God taught me on our daily dates that within our breath is the pause to recenter ourselves to the tether of our hearts.  Given that we need to keep breathing to handle all those outside elements of life, we are prompted constantly to remember the truth of who we are.  Some days are harder than others and it seems way to simple to think our breath can ignite the tether of our heart. However, if I have learned anything over these years on my daily dates with God it is that simplicity is the signature of God. We can tether ourselves to the signature and sign on the dotted line of our truth one breath at a time.

I am guessing if you are not hiding under a rock or perhaps you are, the word exposure has taken on new meaning in the current world health situation we are all experiencing. The pandemic situation aside we are all subject to various exposure whether it is intentional or accidental.  Some exposure is that which we do intentionally, and others it happens to us.  Exposure can be experienced at all levels of awareness and realities. There is the vulnerable nature of our physicality and our emotionality causing us to be exposed to known and unknown factors. There is the liability of information we give and receive.  The risky nature of exposure can lend itself to creating trials and tribulations.  Without exposure, however, we will not grow.  Exposure places us face to face with elements we have not yet become aware of.  It gives us a sense of what inner capacities we have like the courage to walk through experiences we normally might avoid. It is about dealing with exposure mindfully and lovingly. (Again, I am not talking about the COVID-19 pandemic where it is mindful and loving to limit one’s exposure to the virus through whatever sound measures are available.) Exposure prompts us to discover the elements within ourselves that we may not have even known were there.  Our courage to take action, our capacity for forgiveness, our insights and collaborative ideas, our desire to connect with others, and so on.  Each exposure is presented to us as a gift in sometimes unattractive wrapping.  God has taught me and continues to remind me that situation in life happen and it is within me to discover which of the inner resources are best suited to walk through whatever it is.  I do not know if everything happens for a reason but I do believe that whatever it is God can help us find within our whole being what is needed to travel through the exposed path which has presented itself.

I was struck by something today when I was reading one of my daily spiritual books.  Actually, it was one word.  Innocence.  At that moment I saw each of us on this plant as innocent little children.  The uncertainty of how long this pandemic will last, who will still be alive when it is over, how much our lives will be changed as a result, and how much we grieve the simple loss of what is familiar in our patterns we are all brought to this place of not having the answers.  Our innocence is always present within us.  As children, we have a way of seeing it in ourselves and others but as life goes on we lose touch with it.  Many of us found ourselves at the downside of a hard life lesson and determined that our innocence left us vulnerable.  Perhaps more vulnerable than we could bear.  So we let go of our curiosity, we held tightly to what we were certain about and we closed our eyes to what was possible.  In this vulnerable state, we are in we are returned to the dual-sided nature encased in innocence.  The duality of vulnerability and possibility. Yet if we allow our hearts to reconnect to the innocence of our hearts which knows that no matter what happens outside of us we are still designed in and for love, we can see each other and our world with new eyes.  We can remember it as we look upon our fellow human beings who do not have any more certainty than we do about exactly how this will all turn out.  We can hold on to the innocence of trusting the depth within ourselves to be with us as we walk through all the unknown myriad of possibilities, good and bad, that we will face each day. We can reflect on the innocence shown to us of how nature ebbs and flows through whatever happens and we can do it too.  It is about calling upon the power of our vulnerability to stand in our innocence and the innocence of others and not get swept up by the fear our minds create just to be able to hold on to what we think is certainly going to happen.  I am not talking about ignoring practical measures or facing the grief and other feelings that are coming up.  God is encouraging us to connect to the true innocence of love as our source of navigation in these uncertain times whatever the individual and collective realities we are called to face.

The power of light is immeasurable.  It literally colors our whole world.  Colors are actually a way that our mind processes different levels of light. There are are a couple of things that come to mind when I think of highlights. The distinction of colors in the hair on my head, the bright markers I used all through school to bring attention to the most important ideas in the books I was reading, and the magazine I loved as a kid full of puzzles and finding surprising matches and mismatches. There is also the highlight of the truth of who we are.  Our hearts embody the perspective that living in the truth of who we are is enabling us to be a highlight to the world.  Being who we are designed to be in love to the best of our ability will, in fact, be a highlight to someone else on any given day.  We often fall prey to this idea that we are supposed to hide our gifts and perhaps at one time we were encouraged to do so.  But aside from living someone else’s ideas of what is okay and what is not okay, what is the point?  Why not be the highlight we are meant to be so that others can be enlightened to be the highlight they are.  If we walk around hiding in shadows because our light makes others uncomfortable, the darkness will grow and not have a chance to come into the light.  The light of God is what infuses our heart’s courageous energy which whispers the highlights we are called to be at any given moment in our day.  It is not about blasting people with our light or forcing them to see.  It is about being the highlight God sees in the myriad of colorful creation which God endowed to a loving world.

Growing up in New York I remember there being screen doors in front of all the doors which led to the outside on our house and every other house I knew.  When we moved to Arizona the doors to the outside did not have screens. They even had schools with classrooms that opened up into an outside courtyard.  I was blown away.  I am not sure of the technical reasons for this as in California there are screens on most outside doors here as well.  However, I did teach at a school that had classroom doors that opened to an outside courtyard.  The purpose of the screen as I see it, was an extra layer of protection perhaps from bugs or other elements but allowed for air from the outside to move through the house.  It is a way of opening oneself up to outside elements without all the elements. In Arizona it was so warm most of the year, maybe they decided it was best to either have the door closed or open.  However, years later we did have a lockable screen door over our front door at our home in Arizona.  I guess times change. Our minds act as a screen in two ways.  One is how we take in everything we see as our understanding is filtered through our perception. We can look out through our eyes but depending on how thick or clear our perception is, what we see is altered.  In turn, this perception determines what we project as happening in our lives, like a movie screen. God invites us to bring elements of our hearts into the picture of our lives.  With the balance between what we are allowing ourselves to receive and the wisdom of our hearts to know what it is true in the realm of love, we can adjust what we play as the movie of our lives to be what is most in alignment with the truth of who we are. It takes courage and energy to not just run the film with our first thoughts. Engaging the breath which awakens the heart allows the energy to flow to our minds and alter the picture we see project onto the screens of our life.

One thing God has shown me on our daily dates is the power of the gifts that come to me in unappealing wrapping. How many times can we acknowledge the truth that things we thought were the worst thing we could experience in the moment bore fruits, later on, we do not want to live without?  Attempting my best to live as a person in recovery who engages her daily relationship with God which started because my life depended upon it I can list off the offers I received over the years that I did not want to accept.  In fact, probably some of the most profound offers were exactly those I did not want to accept.  As an incest survivor coming to terms with the effects of that experience as a child is chock full of offers I am not the least desiring to walk through.  I developed a way to survive amidst that situation and God calls me daily to change my lens on many layers of lies I told myself about myself and my body just to make sense of the incomprehensible.  Accepting the lies I told myself to get through are the very offers of freedom by aligning with my heart’s desire to be realigned to the truth of who I am at my core. We all have our own paths in which we are faced with offers that look like something we cannot or do not want to walk through.  Our hearts offer us the courage to connect with God who will walk this path to freedom with us one day at a time.