Monday, December 28, 2015

Day 6 – Can you imagine a life where there is no friction or resistance? What would it feel like?

If there were no friction or resistance, I would not be existing on earth plane. The tendency to resist will always be there; it is a matter of how I choose to respond and disappear or transform the energy of it. Maybe if I continually redefine the context of resistance, maybe one day I would wake up and say “Wow! I haven't been resisting for a month now!”

If there were no resistance, I would pick up my clearing process I have been doing at varying intensities in the past few years, as if it were a fun exhilarating daily practice, something I look forward to. I would jump out of bed and get started on it right away early in the day because I love to experience the tranformation.

With gratitude, curiosity and delight, I would regularly be looking at my bank account/s, planning and balancing my money and my life, creating space for more abundance and generosity, all wisely managed.

I would be grateful for my home and its contents, consciously place things where I can easily find them to use next time. For items that don't fit where they are or are no longer useful, I would thankfully move them in the direction of their final destination with love and compassion, yet firm resolve.

And finally, the big one, our attached greenhouse will be completely dismantled and reconstructed with grace and ease and be the missing link that transforms our home and our lives.

Being cluttered and disorganized, and victimized by my feelings and thoughts of shame, confusion and overwhelm would eventually dissolve as I simultaneously uncover my true life purpose which is found in the process of honoring myself in this moment by moment and daily practice of clearing space. One of the aspects of it seems to be about writing (Thanks Barbara Dean for confirming something I've known in the back of my mind.) Any need to declutter and be organized would become an instantaneous practice that takes less time.

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