Keep Showing Up

The Done List is so much more than getting things done. It’s saying yes to your heart more. It’s when you hear that still small voice give a reminder of what’s good for you.

I have access to a morning meditation via zoom, every morning at 9:00 am. I’ve attended before, and it was nice, but there’s one issue. I’m in the wrong zone in more ways than one.

It’s at 9:00 am to accommodate various time zones. The man I work with lives in CA, so by 9:00 am, I’m already planning what to do for him, before his day begins. (He’s pacific time, and I’m central.)

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I’m sitting quietly at the coffee table with coffee.

Looking up at the clock, it’s says 8:50 am, and I sense, “You should really sit in on that meditation.” All life really asks of us is to just show up. Otherwise, I’ll sit here and think of all the excuses not to, or put it off until tomorrow, so I joined in.

My Zen community is so peaceful, and serene, but I only lasted about 10 minutes. It’s just the wrong time of day for me to be fully present, but maybe I’ll get there. Disrupting patterns to make room for what the heart wants.

The heart knows even when we don’t.

I wrote it down on my done list, because I did the immediate thought. I listened to the heart, and followed through with no expected outcome. I was disappointed for a moment for not completing the mediation, but it’s progress, not perfection.

I was happy with myself for just showing up.

It’s uncertain if I’ll begin to thoroughly enjoy this 9:00 am community meditation, but I’m learning to live with the uncertainty. For what the heart wants, just keep showing up.

A Rested Heart

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Taking care of your own heart.

It’s something nobody else can do for you. It’s yours, and can only be cared for by you.

It’s trying to get your attention. What it wants, and what you need, are one in the same.

You just may not realize it yet.

My heart is saying it’s time for rest.

A fresh start with a rested heart.

Use Your GPS

We have a fenced yard, and there has been a plastic bag blowing around it for a week. The wind blows it to a different location, and it sticks to the fence. Everytime my little dog goes outside, he sees it, and charges toward it barking his little head off. I may not know much about the direction of my life, but at least I know, that’s the same plastic bag!

I don’t have a good sense of direction. When I am planning to drive somewhere, the GPS gets plugged in. Even if I have driven there before, I will still turn it on, and click ‘recent destinations.’

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I get distracted easily while writing this Blog. They start with something I believe God wants me to share, but then I get distracted by everything going on around me, and I lose it.

When we stop writing our story, WordPress saves it as a draft, kinda like God.

It’s unfinished, and we pause to reflect on where we are. We have an internal GPS that we need to follow. I will use the Tom Tom I had plugged in yesterday as an example.

 

It was cloudy yesterday, so my GPS didn’t have a clear signal. When it announced an upcoming direction to take, it started stuttering. I laughed, but that upcoming direction makes me stutter sometimes too.

I love the ‘rerouting’ capability of the GPS. My daughter and I were driving the other day, and while I was using the GPS, it wasn’t telling me where to go. I asked, “Why is it so quiet?” My daughter said, “Because you passed your the street, so she keeps rerouting.”

How many times have I passed by somewhere God wanted me to turn?

God is our GPS. Sometimes where He wants us to go, is uncharted territory, and it makes us stutter. My Tom Tom has gotten me lost before, by giving me wrong directions, but those times landed me right where I needed to me. Feeling lost doesn’t last.

If we continue not to listen, or stay distracted too long, God is always there. He just clicks, ‘Reroute.’

The Greater Good

I sit here this morning looking out at a lake. It was not here a few months ago, but it’s coming back. When I first came here, the area was filled with Bluebonnets. There was no water, but the area knew it was supposed to be full.

blueheronIt’s mornings like this that remind me of Stork. We don’t realize what we miss until it’s no longer there. This massive Blue Heron gave me comfort the first year of my legal separation. Knowing I was on the path God had for me, even though I was headed toward a divorce. I miss seeing Stork.

I saw a post this morning that reminded me of a lesson I am continuously learning. I am learning to love myself enough to do what’s good for me. Walking away from a 25 year marriage was one of the hardest thing I ever did. Mustering the courage to walk away from what was not good for me.

I think every relationship starts off good. It’s new and exciting when someone walks into your life that brings more happiness. Make sure it continues to bring you joy. The first sign of sadness should be a red flag because the heart knows.  Just like this once dry land knows it’s a lake.

My daughter used to ask me why I looked sad. If I was with someone that loved me, my face should be smiling. If my heart hurts it will show on my face. The look of sadness means an empty heart, smile means happy and a laugh means overflowing.  Don’t wait for a person to see what’s on your face and question whats in your heart. Walk away.

 

blackandwhiteBarbara is a writer and loves being a Mom to her 15 year old daughter. It’s a dream come true for her to be a Let It Go Coach and help others enjoy their lives. She hosts Workshops, does one on one Coaching and is working on her first book.  You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com