The Vibrant Heart

Gratitude For The Real

Yesterday, after a few days of more fatigue than usual, I came down the stairs with a little more energy. My mind went pretty quickly to gratitude, thanking my Holy Self for the newfound ability.

It is beautiful to feel gratitude. Anything that promotes this is so welcomed. But I also noticed that I was thanking my Self for an illusion. For something transient. Something that may not be here tomorrow.

It is always best to go deeper with our thankfulness. To honor what is real. What is lasting. What is eternal.

And so, we are grateful for Who we are, What we are, Love, Light, children of God. What can never be taken from us, or tampered with or destroyed. What will always be here tomorrow, as long as linear time appears.

Our Eternal Self.

In our gratitude for this, in our focus on it, we are training the mind to remember we are the Light. For a few moments, minutes we are That again. And 'again and again' will bring us seamlessly into the consistent awareness that we are dreaming this dream. And what happiness is this - to look out from the Real, to shine the light of our holiness on all things, to see the face of God in all. To give up the world we don't want for the world we do want.

The Happy Dream - where we live at last in who we truly are.

Into The Hygge Of The Heart

" Hygge is a Danish word used when acknowledging a feeling or moment as cosy, charming or special."

Clear, clear spaces of upliftment and feelings of being 'above the battleground' open for all of us along our path. And dense, heavy energies come to visit regularly too. Clearing out the debris of the soul's choice for separation.

You will be brought to places and points many times that you feel you cannot endure. The most important work of all. When endurance is stretched to a limit, the light and love are so close. The unbearableness of the mind is exactly what cracks it open.

As the Love rushes in, you realize more deeply that anything you're shut down to, anything you want to avoid, anyone you want to pull down a peg or two is you shutting out a part of precious, beautiful you, shoving you out in the cold. Something opens inside and you find yourself wanting to wrap this 'thing' up ever so tenderly, put a bow on it, make sweet, sweet friends with it, stroke it and bring it into the hygge of the heart. Never to be banished again.

And little by little, every vestige of separation and individuality truly does come home into the heartland.

ALLOW

I love the word ALLOW.

Like a good friend it reaches gently into my resisting mind and reminds me of the truth. What I am resisting, I am making real. And making anything real or substantial in this world where all is unreal is getting on the fast track to unhappiness, struggle and spinning mind.

Letting the cool and quieting voice of ALLOW enter our troubled waters is the antidote to struggle. Just saying it a few times first brings our attention to what exactly it is we're not allowing. Gives it a little space away from busy, resisting, fearful mind.

Is it some physical pain, distress, some story line of rejection, unworthiness. Whatever it is, try to bring it down to the lowest common denominator of sensation, contraction in the body. Lay down the thoughts as best you can. And we just sit here, lie here, receiving, allowing.

ALLOW is the entrance of spirit, the smoothing of ruffled feathers. Letting it seep in, we are not so cluttered up in the resistance. Things are calmer. Our world is calmer, as it should be.

Mastery and dominion over what we have invented begins with a gentle Allow. We must be with the egoic appearance until it is clear our fear of it is gone. We stop the fight, disrupt the trance, disengage from unreality.

Be defenseless with the pain, the contraction. Make no story of it. Have no attachment to it and see it cannot affect in any way who you really are.

Peace is outside the world of our making. Peace is - prior, during and after our belief in this world and all that appears to appear.