Having discovered how much better life is now that I live sober, I want to share about it. Certainly repeated attempts and failures at quitting bad habits are part of the process. However it was once I understood that I had to focus on what I want, rather than what I don’t, that the monkey fell off my back for good.
If there is a part of life that doesn’t look like what we want to see, let’s put more energy into seeing (even if only in our mind’s eye) what we do want, and cease from staring at, agonizing over, or giving energy to what we don’t want. This is the best and most thorough way to let those harmful habits fade away… by replacing them with new, better, healthy habits. The obsolete organically falls away as we grow into larger happier beings. Pay attention to how loved you are by God, right here and right now. Focus on what brings genuine joy. Let’s put our energy on that, and let the real fun begin!
Copyright © 2014 Gina ~ Professions for PEACE
“At the root of addiction is a natural impulse to satisfy our human needs for security, comfort, self-esteem, sensory gratification, and power. But at a deeper level, we know that that our addictions cannot fill the emptiness inside ourselves and will not lead to lasting peace and inner satisfaction.
“Identifying the void you have been trying to fill and replacing life-damaging beliefs and behaviors with those that are life-supporting ~ including meditation and other practices for higher consciousness ~ will serve you immeasurably on your journey to healing and transformation.”
~ excerpt from the Chopra Center’s ‘Overcoming Addiction’ [source]
Additional reading: http://professionsforpeace.com/2014/02/05/better-than-ever/
Let’s be courageous adventurers and risk keeping our hearts open!
“The only gift we can give to life is to arrive in the present moment with the strength to be open.” ~Ann Mortifee
“An adventurous life does not necessarily mean climbing mountains, swimming with sharks or jumping off cliffs. It means risking yourself by leaving a little piece of you behind in all those you meet along the way.” ~Shawna Grapetin
Whether you are in the grandest cathedral with organ music reverberating through your soul, or wandering some quiet path amongst the glory of nature’s wild places, find a moment to worship. To celebrate that spark of life that beats your heart and has you here, now, realizing the gift you have been given. This day. This life. It is beautiful, and one way to help magnify the feelings of love is to focus on how truly endless is God’s love. Spend some moments in reverence today. Or all day. Blessings are boundless around us but we must have the eyes to see them. Let’s see them everywhere today. You are blessed, and you are a blessing. Love, Gina
Then said a teacher, ‘Speak to us of Teaching.’
And he said:
No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of your knowledge.
The teacher who walks in the shadow of the temple, among his followers, gives not of his wisdom but rather of his faith and his lovingness.
If he is indeed wise he does not bid you enter the house of wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind.
The astronomer may speak to you of his understanding of space, but he cannot give you his understanding.
The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes it.
And he who is versed in the science of numbers can tell of the regions of weight and measure, but he cannot conduct you thither.
For the vision of one man lends not its wings to another man.
And even as each one of you stands alone in God’s knowledge, so must each one of you be alone in his knowledge of God and in his understanding of the earth.
Lebanese artist, writer and poet Kahlil Gibran‘s novel from 1923 “The Prophet” has been translated to over forty languages, has sold over 100 million copies, and has never been out of print. Click here to view it on Amazon. According to Wikipedia, Kahlil Gibran is the third best-selling poet of all time, only behind William Shakespeare and Lao-Tzu. [This paragraph to this point was previously shared in my post On Children]
On the right is a self-portrait he painted in 1911. Click image to visit source on Wikipedia.
My own copy of ‘The Prophet’ was given to me as a cherished gift from my brother-in-law nearly thirty years ago. It has since been read repeatedly and is wonderfully worn. I recommend it for every library so that all may read and enjoy its poetic wisdom. Namaste. Gina
[I cannot recall where I found this bright poster-image and give loving thanks to the maker of it. I will immediately add the source if/when I locate it. As always, I welcome any info in my comments.]
The community of writers and artists that compose the loving online family I am grateful to be surrounded by here continues to make me feel blessed.
Today I have felt my heart melt and grow at the same time, and all of it is healing and wonderful. Amongst other delightful forays catching up with my WP community, I read a few significant posts that touched me so deeply I shed tears, for various reasons.
First stop in my heart-touching travels was DhammaFootsteps writing with such tenderness and skill on the topic of the passing of his friend, a Buddhist Chaplain. His writing talent and the depth of his lovingkindness continue to humble me and fill me with gratitude that I can read about his observations. My tears began flowing as I read of her clock radio going off and filling the area with classical music. Maya Angelou’s passing and my grief process has been a part of my recent absence from blogging, and Tiramit’s eloquence felt as soothing to my aching heart as refreshingly cool water on an intensely hot day. I needed to read this and plan several rereads of this powerful piece.
Next was Ivon reminding me of how young I was when I began my spiritual journey. At the time I thought I was just tracking the travels of snails and lovingly climbing (and communicating with) old trees. Before I was 10 years old I began feeling the power of God’s love for all of us… for me. I saw it in the beauty of nature and was able to understand, in my youthful openness, that it is His love for us that allows us to see beauty in the changing of the seasons or the brilliant colours on an insect’s wings, the melodious thrill of hearing a bird’s song and the glory of the full moon as it illuminates the night. So much beauty, everywhere we look, and this post reminded me of how deep my love for nature is, and therefore God, and how early it began for me. This is a part of my comment on his post: “Yes when we were little, following the antics of beetles and marveling at clouds, we were wise. This post helps me to remember that wisdom.”
DreamPrayAct was next, where I go to read wisdom shared from Reverend Mark. He posted an important sermon, again moving me to tears. His writing always touches my heart and this time especially I could easily imagine myself sitting in the pews of his congregation, feeling his love. This is part of what I wrote in my comment on his post: “Thank you for filling me with hope and speaking in such positive terms as “You will continue to be a witness to the love of Christ through your ministry presence in this community. You will continue to give spiritual nurture to children and people of all ages.” I adore the phrase ‘ministry presence’ and I deeply appreciate the positive form of your statements throughout this incredible sermon.”
And finally such kindness I discovered from a friend who offered me a tremendous gift: the dedication of her post today. And even beyond that great honor, was the image and poem itself that speaks to me deeply. Sweet Amy at Petals Unfolding (herladypinkrose) offered me the gift of friendship and love in her generous heart with the image of a rose reminding me of the unfolding of blossoms that only happen in their perfect time. This gift, her powerful poem with her incredible photograph of a new precious rosebud slowly opening, is one of the most beautiful gifts I’ve ever been given. Her popular blog sharing a shout-out to me, knowing I am blooming in my own way, doing the best that I can which appears to include some troubles with writing all that I want to share about. Sweet soul-sister Amy, your loving shout-out has been gratefully received, welcomed and embraced as the loving hug it is, and please accept in return my loving celebration of the gift that bloggers such as yourself offer from your endlessly generous hearts. You mean so much and your gift has brought me great love and comfort today, and for always. Thank you kindly.
Along with Tiramit, Ivon, Mark and Amy, there are so many of you who deeply touch my heart as I enjoy reading your kind heartfelt words on the screen. I hope you know who you are (and I do intend to make a Blogroll/Links page to share all your blog’s links) but here’s my shout-out in no order to some who quickly come to mind: Jamie, Joe, Cher, Cathy, Jonathan, Lorrie, Trini-Line, Wendell, Jeanne, Kenneth, Sue, Ihsan, Lillian, Paul, Val, Sriram, Diana, Jack, Eliza, Antonio, Kendra, Sheri, Russ, Ute, Sloan. And so many more who, along with these friends mentioned, I’ll share links to your sites shortly. Stay tuned and watch for the ProfessionsForPeace Links Page coming soon!
Bless your hearts, all you wonderful writers, for the generous lovingkindness you share. You are deeply appreciated and your kindness reaches further than you may know. And I am so proud and honored to be a part of this loving online family. With loving friendship and respect, Gina
[with gratitude to the creators of these unsourced images]
There is no world outside us. The world is, in fact, our collective projections of love and fear, hopes and conflicts. In taking responsibility for our own thoughts and feelings, we play our part in the healing of the world. ~Marianne Williamson, Illuminata
Our only work is to transform base metals, our thoughts and feelings, into gold. Our daily lives have no ultimate purpose other than this great alchemical transformation of being. Every moment offers an opportunity to surrender to the great work of maturing humanity by expanding our own consciousness and leading evolution onward. ~Ann Mortifee, In Love With The Mystery