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Patricia Resnick
Oct 20, 2008, 10:40:32 AM10/20/08
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Hi everybody!
I'm currently dealing with the laws of manifestation and the concept that there is no negative or positive energy, it's all just energy. We are the ones who draw the line and define those terms. That encounter gave me my latest lesson/reminder, a verse I've loved for many years. It's Zen, but it may as well be laws of manifestation and quantum physics. From Sengtsan, the third Chinese patriarch,
The universe is a generous mother. She gives me whatever I ask for by giving it my attention. If I dwell on thoughts of lack, worry and grief, that's what she gives me. If I dwell on thoughts of abundance and love and beauty, that's what I get. The universe sees none of that as positive or negative, it's just the energy I'm projecting and she does her best to match it. How perfect is that!
I just had a rough night, with a lot of physical pain which woke me at least hourly. I could define that as a bad thing. But I got to see most of a 4 hour Ghost Hunters marathon and a beautiful display of the Big Dipper and a shooting star while I was lying in my bed looking up and out the window. And the rosy beginnings of a beautiful dawn sky, with a brilliant half moon overhead, casting shadows while I was walking around outside putting the screen back on my window. I consider all of that a blessing.
I could have seen all of that without the pain. But would my energy have been as focused and my attitude as open and grateful? Making peace with the pain and lack of sleep turned both into opportunities. Pain and lack of sleep (and other "negative" stuff) are just what is so. And now I've taken more pills and I'm going back to bed with my two kitties curled up with me, after getting to see a magnificent dawn. Pain comes and goes, but beauty is forever. Is that not enough to tell me which is truth? Which experience I should choose to make a permanent part of my soul? I'm very grateful for my "rough" night.
I'm also very grateful for my friends here in these groups.
XOXO and stay in the light,
Patty/herbalista
I'm currently dealing with the laws of manifestation and the concept that there is no negative or positive energy, it's all just energy. We are the ones who draw the line and define those terms. That encounter gave me my latest lesson/reminder, a verse I've loved for many years. It's Zen, but it may as well be laws of manifestation and quantum physics. From Sengtsan, the third Chinese patriarch,
"The Great Way is not difficult for those who are unattached to preferences. When love and hate are both absent, everything becomes clear and undisguised. Make the smallest distinction, however, and heaven and earth are set infinitely apart. If you wish to see the truth, then hold no opinions for or against anything. To set up what you like against what you dislike is the disease of the mind. When the deep meaning of things is not understood, the mind's essential peace is disturbed to no avail." http://www.furnacemountain.org/faith.html
The universe is a generous mother. She gives me whatever I ask for by giving it my attention. If I dwell on thoughts of lack, worry and grief, that's what she gives me. If I dwell on thoughts of abundance and love and beauty, that's what I get. The universe sees none of that as positive or negative, it's just the energy I'm projecting and she does her best to match it. How perfect is that!
I just had a rough night, with a lot of physical pain which woke me at least hourly. I could define that as a bad thing. But I got to see most of a 4 hour Ghost Hunters marathon and a beautiful display of the Big Dipper and a shooting star while I was lying in my bed looking up and out the window. And the rosy beginnings of a beautiful dawn sky, with a brilliant half moon overhead, casting shadows while I was walking around outside putting the screen back on my window. I consider all of that a blessing.
I could have seen all of that without the pain. But would my energy have been as focused and my attitude as open and grateful? Making peace with the pain and lack of sleep turned both into opportunities. Pain and lack of sleep (and other "negative" stuff) are just what is so. And now I've taken more pills and I'm going back to bed with my two kitties curled up with me, after getting to see a magnificent dawn. Pain comes and goes, but beauty is forever. Is that not enough to tell me which is truth? Which experience I should choose to make a permanent part of my soul? I'm very grateful for my "rough" night.
I'm also very grateful for my friends here in these groups.
XOXO and stay in the light,
Patty/herbalista
-- "Never try to teach a pig to sing; it wastes your time, and annoys the pig." -- Lazarus Long "In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upwardly mobile." -- Hunter S. Thompson www.patriciaresnick.com
littleot...@hotmail.com
Nov 4, 2008, 7:17:56 AM11/4/08
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Dear Patty, this offering holds so much truth.
I noticed you said though that you could have seen these things of
mystery " without' the pain. I ask this, " really"?? I have found thru
my 18 years of pain, that if it were not for the pain, I would not
have traveled onto a path less traveled..the road of spiritual
enlightenment and refinement.
I hope everyone reads and re reads these whispers for they are so
empowering.."
paths as we too struggle...together the struggle becomes less, the
blessings full and abundance unlimited...
Little Otter
On Oct 20, 8:40 am, Patricia Resnick <patricia.resn...@gmail.com>
wrote:
I noticed you said though that you could have seen these things of
mystery " without' the pain. I ask this, " really"?? I have found thru
my 18 years of pain, that if it were not for the pain, I would not
have traveled onto a path less traveled..the road of spiritual
enlightenment and refinement.
I hope everyone reads and re reads these whispers for they are so
empowering.."
The universe is a generous mother. She gives me whatever I ask for
by
giving it my attention. If I dwell on thoughts of lack, worry and
grief, that's what she gives me. If I dwell on thoughts of abundance
and love and beauty, that's what I get. The universe sees none of
that
as positive or negative, it's just the energy I'm projecting and she
does her best to match it. How perfect is that!
thank you for your precious soul..and allowing it to elighten our
by
giving it my attention. If I dwell on thoughts of lack, worry and
grief, that's what she gives me. If I dwell on thoughts of abundance
and love and beauty, that's what I get. The universe sees none of
that
as positive or negative, it's just the energy I'm projecting and she
does her best to match it. How perfect is that!
paths as we too struggle...together the struggle becomes less, the
blessings full and abundance unlimited...
Little Otter
On Oct 20, 8:40 am, Patricia Resnick <patricia.resn...@gmail.com>
wrote:
Patricia Resnick
Nov 4, 2008, 10:06:29 AM11/4/08
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Dear Little Otter,
Thank you for this. My reply is long and rambling and I apologize for that ahead of time. I think I probably need to give a bit more explanation, perhaps not more but deeper. I can't remember when I wasn't on this path in one way or another. I have not always had the physical pain I have now. What I have to admit to is the psychic pain, as each experiment and lesson led me further on the path and increased my feelings of aloneness and "differentness."
All of us in this group are very different from each other in many ways. One thing I would say we have in common is the realization that we are not identified primarily with our physical bodies. Another is that most of us in this group have our share and more of physical pain and distress. We are of spirit and happen to be carrying these physical vessels around with us in order to do our work and have our worldly experiences and pleasures. And that's not to say that we don't enjoy these physical bodies, or take them to the doctor when they need to go, fall in love and experience the strong emotions and physical craziness and pleasure that goes along with that. And a head cold is still a head cold, no matter how identified with spirit we are!
I would have to say that most of us in this group experience extremes of physical pain fairly often. I'm writing this at 6am (after going to bed at 2am) because I grew tired of dreaming that I hurt and woke up to take pills and consciously acknowledge the pain so I could do something about it.
Still, the primary source of pain throughout my life has been the pain of separateness and aloneness. The feeling of not belonging here with these people on this planet. For many years I have described my path this way. We are all climbing a mountain. There are many paths and stop offs, all designed to lead us in a particular direction up the mountain, most with definite guide posts and sets of scenery and lessons to be learned. Most people take a path and follow it. That's it.
I, and others like me, have not done that. I have followed many paths just long enough to learn what they were about. Then I leave the path and clamber up over the boulders and scree, take the pathless path until I find another path that looks like something I want to experience. In that way I have been a student of many, but a disciple of few.
I think now, after reading your question, that some degree of "pain" must be experienced as part of the journey. The Indian fakirs lying on their beds of nails would agree. So would the Sun Dancers of the American plains Natives. My physical pain is part of my lesson now, but always has been the pain of separateness, as far back as I can remember. (Kindergarten?) And the path of pain leads to its flip side, which is ecstasy. I don't find the path and lifestyle of S & M to be at all appealing, but I have to admit that my spiritual path has brought me much spiritual pain throughout my life, and that pain has inevitably resulted in growth and a lesson learned and the ecstasy that accompanied the realizations and learning and growth. My lesson lately seems to be that separation of positive and negative is actually an artificial construct. It's all just experience and positive and negative are the judgments that we add to the simple, neutral experience. Does "god" look at a financial lack as negative? Does "god" experience physical pain and then whine about it, even to him or herself? Does "god" win the lottery and then feel newly rich? I believe that these are such simple, not-to-be-judged experiences that "god" doesn't even define them in those precise terms. It simply is what is.
I'll share a story from my childhood before I close this. Like all kids, I wanted to go to summer camp. When I was 10 I finally got to go. Wow, two weeks of the dream of summer camp! What I found out was that the camp was built as a church camp, and very evangelical. We woke at 6am for devotions and prayer, then showered and dressed. After breakfast we went and did crafts like pasting bible verses into walnut shells, all the time being preached to. More prayers, then lunch, then a nap and 2 hours of just fun time, playing in the pool usually. Then more devotions and prayer and dinner. After dinner entertainment was either preaching, a slide presentation by some missionary or another, or the one I remember most, Mr. Angel playing hymns on his saw with a bow. Then back to our cabins for more prayers, and sleep.
I was a bit jealous of the belonging I saw in those who had gone through the ritual of accepting Christ as their personal savior. (Remember of course that I was 10, and not a worldly 10 at that.) I decided one night that I was going to do it. Part of me, though, knew that it would be an act, and it was an experiment to see if I would actually feel any different, and also to see if the others around me helping me would notice that I was "mocking it up." The long and short of it is that I totally mocked it up, never found the joy and emotion I was told I would feel. And the children and adults around me never saw a difference. Their celebration went on for a few hours, and they were genuinely pleased that I was now "saved."
There are those who would call that blasphemy, but it wasn't intended as such. Merely an experiment to see what direction the actions would take me. From there my family leaned toward a Roman Catholic role, and I took part in that, although I never made a confession or received communion. And I saw the same unquestioning attitude there that I had seen at bible camp. Lump it all under the word "faith."
I understand the comfort to be found in faith, but I've just never been constitutionally disposed to that path. When faith enters, all exploration ceases, and that would be my psychic/spiritual death. From boredom, probably.
I will close with a radical example of what I'm saying. I'm out on a limb here, but when I heard that Obama's grandmother had died, I knew that he would win the election. Every great forward movement seems to be accompanied by a loss, almost a balancing of the scales. That is what has been behind the idea of animal and other sacrifice, the liberation of that spirit's energy from the body and focusing it on the task to be completed and achieved. I'm not going to go out and kill a chicken each time I need to know what's coming in the future for me, but I acknowledge the power that is released with a ceremony like that.
Okay, that's a novel and a wrap. I welcome comments on this muddle of ideas and experiences. All of you, Grizz, Delois, Otter, Dew, I know you all have your opinions and experiences. I would love to hear what you have to say about your own personal struggles with these ideas.
Thank you for this. My reply is long and rambling and I apologize for that ahead of time. I think I probably need to give a bit more explanation, perhaps not more but deeper. I can't remember when I wasn't on this path in one way or another. I have not always had the physical pain I have now. What I have to admit to is the psychic pain, as each experiment and lesson led me further on the path and increased my feelings of aloneness and "differentness."
All of us in this group are very different from each other in many ways. One thing I would say we have in common is the realization that we are not identified primarily with our physical bodies. Another is that most of us in this group have our share and more of physical pain and distress. We are of spirit and happen to be carrying these physical vessels around with us in order to do our work and have our worldly experiences and pleasures. And that's not to say that we don't enjoy these physical bodies, or take them to the doctor when they need to go, fall in love and experience the strong emotions and physical craziness and pleasure that goes along with that. And a head cold is still a head cold, no matter how identified with spirit we are!
I would have to say that most of us in this group experience extremes of physical pain fairly often. I'm writing this at 6am (after going to bed at 2am) because I grew tired of dreaming that I hurt and woke up to take pills and consciously acknowledge the pain so I could do something about it.
Still, the primary source of pain throughout my life has been the pain of separateness and aloneness. The feeling of not belonging here with these people on this planet. For many years I have described my path this way. We are all climbing a mountain. There are many paths and stop offs, all designed to lead us in a particular direction up the mountain, most with definite guide posts and sets of scenery and lessons to be learned. Most people take a path and follow it. That's it.
I, and others like me, have not done that. I have followed many paths just long enough to learn what they were about. Then I leave the path and clamber up over the boulders and scree, take the pathless path until I find another path that looks like something I want to experience. In that way I have been a student of many, but a disciple of few.
I think now, after reading your question, that some degree of "pain" must be experienced as part of the journey. The Indian fakirs lying on their beds of nails would agree. So would the Sun Dancers of the American plains Natives. My physical pain is part of my lesson now, but always has been the pain of separateness, as far back as I can remember. (Kindergarten?) And the path of pain leads to its flip side, which is ecstasy. I don't find the path and lifestyle of S & M to be at all appealing, but I have to admit that my spiritual path has brought me much spiritual pain throughout my life, and that pain has inevitably resulted in growth and a lesson learned and the ecstasy that accompanied the realizations and learning and growth. My lesson lately seems to be that separation of positive and negative is actually an artificial construct. It's all just experience and positive and negative are the judgments that we add to the simple, neutral experience. Does "god" look at a financial lack as negative? Does "god" experience physical pain and then whine about it, even to him or herself? Does "god" win the lottery and then feel newly rich? I believe that these are such simple, not-to-be-judged experiences that "god" doesn't even define them in those precise terms. It simply is what is.
I'll share a story from my childhood before I close this. Like all kids, I wanted to go to summer camp. When I was 10 I finally got to go. Wow, two weeks of the dream of summer camp! What I found out was that the camp was built as a church camp, and very evangelical. We woke at 6am for devotions and prayer, then showered and dressed. After breakfast we went and did crafts like pasting bible verses into walnut shells, all the time being preached to. More prayers, then lunch, then a nap and 2 hours of just fun time, playing in the pool usually. Then more devotions and prayer and dinner. After dinner entertainment was either preaching, a slide presentation by some missionary or another, or the one I remember most, Mr. Angel playing hymns on his saw with a bow. Then back to our cabins for more prayers, and sleep.
I was a bit jealous of the belonging I saw in those who had gone through the ritual of accepting Christ as their personal savior. (Remember of course that I was 10, and not a worldly 10 at that.) I decided one night that I was going to do it. Part of me, though, knew that it would be an act, and it was an experiment to see if I would actually feel any different, and also to see if the others around me helping me would notice that I was "mocking it up." The long and short of it is that I totally mocked it up, never found the joy and emotion I was told I would feel. And the children and adults around me never saw a difference. Their celebration went on for a few hours, and they were genuinely pleased that I was now "saved."
There are those who would call that blasphemy, but it wasn't intended as such. Merely an experiment to see what direction the actions would take me. From there my family leaned toward a Roman Catholic role, and I took part in that, although I never made a confession or received communion. And I saw the same unquestioning attitude there that I had seen at bible camp. Lump it all under the word "faith."
I understand the comfort to be found in faith, but I've just never been constitutionally disposed to that path. When faith enters, all exploration ceases, and that would be my psychic/spiritual death. From boredom, probably.
I will close with a radical example of what I'm saying. I'm out on a limb here, but when I heard that Obama's grandmother had died, I knew that he would win the election. Every great forward movement seems to be accompanied by a loss, almost a balancing of the scales. That is what has been behind the idea of animal and other sacrifice, the liberation of that spirit's energy from the body and focusing it on the task to be completed and achieved. I'm not going to go out and kill a chicken each time I need to know what's coming in the future for me, but I acknowledge the power that is released with a ceremony like that.
Okay, that's a novel and a wrap. I welcome comments on this muddle of ideas and experiences. All of you, Grizz, Delois, Otter, Dew, I know you all have your opinions and experiences. I would love to hear what you have to say about your own personal struggles with these ideas.
XOXO and stay in the light,
Patty/herbalista
littleot...@hotmail.com
Nov 4, 2008, 11:49:09 AM11/4/08
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Dear one, I didnt mean to judge you if this is what it sounded like. I
am like you, always alone, no friends, the cast out, the one that
others bullied. I just admitted to this and that pain. I am faily
happy alone, or I thought, but coming here, I know I need to share
with others, to take in their greatness and lessons and wisdom..my
jounry has been much the same as yours...perhaps that is why we are
HERE...on this spot? Yet it expands and carries up higher. I do
believe that physical pain and loss brings us to this very alone
path..the path of spirit. others continue to fight the human side all
the while the spirit self is quietly whispering yet most dont hear.
oh, they hear what they want and that is very little. I thank you for
sharing your pain..it is strong and it is from what your greatness is
born. yes, there is no good or bad, right or wrong, it is just all
that is , depending on our choices. learning to live " without" all
the trinkets of the human wants has allowed me to be grateful for what
I do have. I need nothing more to be happy.. it isn't in things but of
the heart.
I agree with you on Obama's grandmother passing away. Most would
say, how awful she won't know the outcome of this challenge? Ah, we
know better...she was seperated by distance while he campained..now
she is with him, for more closer then before and I have no doubt he
will win. I feel it is to be. in this, I smile
I am so humbled you asked me to join you hear. So many dismiss "
pain"..in any aspect, bodily or psychic... I walk with both. In the
pain, it allows me to step beyond what normally is and to listen
quietly...dang, there are days I want to scream.,others to cry, but no
good comes of those releases..at least not for me, it is then that I
know I am being called beyond what is here right now.
for the past few months my left leg has been getting worse. it is to
the point now that getting up is very difficult( I am thinking I have
a stress fracture in the femur)..I have severe osteoporosis ( the
bones of a 84 year old, yet I am 56)..no complaining but it certainly
has added stress and difficulties to my path. I won't go into my
injury/dis-ease list. it matters not. pain is pain...
blessings
Otter
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am like you, always alone, no friends, the cast out, the one that
others bullied. I just admitted to this and that pain. I am faily
happy alone, or I thought, but coming here, I know I need to share
with others, to take in their greatness and lessons and wisdom..my
jounry has been much the same as yours...perhaps that is why we are
HERE...on this spot? Yet it expands and carries up higher. I do
believe that physical pain and loss brings us to this very alone
path..the path of spirit. others continue to fight the human side all
the while the spirit self is quietly whispering yet most dont hear.
oh, they hear what they want and that is very little. I thank you for
sharing your pain..it is strong and it is from what your greatness is
born. yes, there is no good or bad, right or wrong, it is just all
that is , depending on our choices. learning to live " without" all
the trinkets of the human wants has allowed me to be grateful for what
I do have. I need nothing more to be happy.. it isn't in things but of
the heart.
I agree with you on Obama's grandmother passing away. Most would
say, how awful she won't know the outcome of this challenge? Ah, we
know better...she was seperated by distance while he campained..now
she is with him, for more closer then before and I have no doubt he
will win. I feel it is to be. in this, I smile
I am so humbled you asked me to join you hear. So many dismiss "
pain"..in any aspect, bodily or psychic... I walk with both. In the
pain, it allows me to step beyond what normally is and to listen
quietly...dang, there are days I want to scream.,others to cry, but no
good comes of those releases..at least not for me, it is then that I
know I am being called beyond what is here right now.
for the past few months my left leg has been getting worse. it is to
the point now that getting up is very difficult( I am thinking I have
a stress fracture in the femur)..I have severe osteoporosis ( the
bones of a 84 year old, yet I am 56)..no complaining but it certainly
has added stress and difficulties to my path. I won't go into my
injury/dis-ease list. it matters not. pain is pain...
blessings
Otter
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Grizz
Nov 4, 2008, 12:32:16 PM11/4/08
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So this is a discussion on the matters of the heart, or spirituality,
or maybe what is in the mind of the aware, or maybe a way of venting
hoping that someone can make sense out of our physical lives. I don't
know, but here is my kick at the can. How many gates are there up that
mountain? the mountain's path is like a fingerprint, unique to each
induvidual. In a spiritual life we all walk the same path, yet it is
not the same route, raised as a catholic by nuns in an orphanich,
ruled by an iron fist and a stick i was forced to live the life of a
paperback novel known to all as the bible, not as i read it but as it
was dictated to me. Punished when i had nothing to confess on
wednesday service for lying. It was not my choice which path i
traveled until i became my own person in later years. What i found was
that all the religions and faiths of the world was missing one thing
compassion for the creator or creators. Through my years of suffering
and aches i found that after reading more than 7 different versions of
the bible, i had better find my own path and see where it leads. So my
gypsy roots started coming to the forefront. I found spirituality
uplifting and it brought me into a world of awesome beauty, within
this journey i came to realize that mother earth is what connects our
or my spiritual awareness into focus. Many gifts and abilities were
kept on the back burner, i could not enjoy my new found energy because
there was no-one to share with. I was looked at as an outsider. Last
year at the lowest point in my spiritual Journey out of desparation
more than anything i joined a spiritual group online. There she was,
she grabbed me by the horns and helped me make sense out of my life
and my thoughts, reluctantly i read all she wrote to me and trust me
she would not give in, (stubborn cuss) but here i am now with all my
difficulties and all my pleasures before me on the table. So what did
i do with them?, well i grouped them into one gategory. LESSONS
LEARNT. Each event wether good for me or not was looked at as a lesson
which i was grateful to receive. It makes me grumble at times, but i
know it is a nessesity, how can i understand the path that i now
travel if there is nothing to compare it to. So my aches and pains and
downfalls along with my triumpfant times have brought me up the
mountain's path to the elevation at my current level. What is that you
ask?. Well I am Grizz I am Toth I am spiritual, I am one. I love the
spirit being that i am in this worn out physical vessel that brings me
from lesson to lesson all the while loving and enjoying the path and
the nature and the spiritual visions i am gifted along the way up the
mountain.
Stay in the light, Grizz
On Nov 4, 9:06 am, Patricia Resnick <patricia.resn...@gmail.com>
wrote:
or maybe what is in the mind of the aware, or maybe a way of venting
hoping that someone can make sense out of our physical lives. I don't
know, but here is my kick at the can. How many gates are there up that
mountain? the mountain's path is like a fingerprint, unique to each
induvidual. In a spiritual life we all walk the same path, yet it is
not the same route, raised as a catholic by nuns in an orphanich,
ruled by an iron fist and a stick i was forced to live the life of a
paperback novel known to all as the bible, not as i read it but as it
was dictated to me. Punished when i had nothing to confess on
wednesday service for lying. It was not my choice which path i
traveled until i became my own person in later years. What i found was
that all the religions and faiths of the world was missing one thing
compassion for the creator or creators. Through my years of suffering
and aches i found that after reading more than 7 different versions of
the bible, i had better find my own path and see where it leads. So my
gypsy roots started coming to the forefront. I found spirituality
uplifting and it brought me into a world of awesome beauty, within
this journey i came to realize that mother earth is what connects our
or my spiritual awareness into focus. Many gifts and abilities were
kept on the back burner, i could not enjoy my new found energy because
there was no-one to share with. I was looked at as an outsider. Last
year at the lowest point in my spiritual Journey out of desparation
more than anything i joined a spiritual group online. There she was,
she grabbed me by the horns and helped me make sense out of my life
and my thoughts, reluctantly i read all she wrote to me and trust me
she would not give in, (stubborn cuss) but here i am now with all my
difficulties and all my pleasures before me on the table. So what did
i do with them?, well i grouped them into one gategory. LESSONS
LEARNT. Each event wether good for me or not was looked at as a lesson
which i was grateful to receive. It makes me grumble at times, but i
know it is a nessesity, how can i understand the path that i now
travel if there is nothing to compare it to. So my aches and pains and
downfalls along with my triumpfant times have brought me up the
mountain's path to the elevation at my current level. What is that you
ask?. Well I am Grizz I am Toth I am spiritual, I am one. I love the
spirit being that i am in this worn out physical vessel that brings me
from lesson to lesson all the while loving and enjoying the path and
the nature and the spiritual visions i am gifted along the way up the
mountain.
Stay in the light, Grizz
On Nov 4, 9:06 am, Patricia Resnick <patricia.resn...@gmail.com>
wrote:
Patricia Resnick
Nov 4, 2008, 3:52:54 PM11/4/08
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Dear One, (I like that!)
I heard no judgment in what you wrote. I only replied to let you know that you are not alone, that you have found a family of like-spirited folk. Physical pain is an enormous teacher, one that several of us on this list are "blessed" to have. It is a comfort to hear "oh, poor baby" when one hurts, but it is more of a comfort these days to hear "I'm sorry for your pain, but how are YOU?" in acknowledgment of the larger purpose. Acknowledgment of the pain without also speaking to who I really am just addresses me as this body and personality, both of which are just tools in service to my true self as spirit.
BTW, in no way is this meant to make light of anyone's physical or mental pain! I know that many of us have days where just getting out of bed and staying there is a supreme challenge. I need to go to the kitchen and make a few gallons of salsa today, but I am putting it off to avoid standing for all that time and using my hands, arms, shoulders, etc. But if I don't, $15 worth of ingredients go to waste and WE DON'T HAVE SALSA, a horrible fate in this household.
And I guess I've just determined what I need to do next. Onward, to the kitchen I go.
I am so grateful for all this discussion with people who actually understand what we are discussing!
Stay in the light,
Patty/herbalista
P.S. I'm posting some pictures of my visit 6 yrs ago to the local wolf sanctuary. I also have wolf totem.
I heard no judgment in what you wrote. I only replied to let you know that you are not alone, that you have found a family of like-spirited folk. Physical pain is an enormous teacher, one that several of us on this list are "blessed" to have. It is a comfort to hear "oh, poor baby" when one hurts, but it is more of a comfort these days to hear "I'm sorry for your pain, but how are YOU?" in acknowledgment of the larger purpose. Acknowledgment of the pain without also speaking to who I really am just addresses me as this body and personality, both of which are just tools in service to my true self as spirit.
BTW, in no way is this meant to make light of anyone's physical or mental pain! I know that many of us have days where just getting out of bed and staying there is a supreme challenge. I need to go to the kitchen and make a few gallons of salsa today, but I am putting it off to avoid standing for all that time and using my hands, arms, shoulders, etc. But if I don't, $15 worth of ingredients go to waste and WE DON'T HAVE SALSA, a horrible fate in this household.
And I guess I've just determined what I need to do next. Onward, to the kitchen I go.
I am so grateful for all this discussion with people who actually understand what we are discussing!
Stay in the light,
Patty/herbalista
P.S. I'm posting some pictures of my visit 6 yrs ago to the local wolf sanctuary. I also have wolf totem.
Patricia Resnick
Nov 4, 2008, 3:55:12 PM11/4/08
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Dear Grizz,
Thank you for this, and for loving this stubborn cuss. Life would be very lonely without my brother. And now, you are MY teacher. Blessed be.
Stay in the light,
Patty
Thank you for this, and for loving this stubborn cuss. Life would be very lonely without my brother. And now, you are MY teacher. Blessed be.
Stay in the light,
Patty
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