You will get there soon…or are you already there

This is something that I have been practicing my whole life. “You will get there… or You are already there.”

It did become more real and eye opening as I got older and it started to become more frequent. Let me try to explain.

I would be going through a rough time that needed changing or redirection. It wouldn’t always be a negative to a positive. It can be where you want to see your life going? Then, I would start by visualizing what situation I no longer be in and focused on where I want to be in the future and how I wanted it to change. “You will be out of this soon” I would tell myself. Or “This too shall pass and you will be (enter goal here)”. This applied to allot of situations with work children, family, life goals, personal growth etc. It would always be a positive place or moment I envisioned myself to be in. Then, after holding onto that thought in my mind for a few minutes, making sure I saw all the details, I would let that new scene go and not think about it again.

Where do I want my life to go from here? I don’t think of how to get there, nor do I make a plan. I just create a scene I want to come true in my mind, focus on it, and let it go. All the positive thoughts flow into that goal each day without me even knowing. I believe this is due to the subconscious mind knowing that this is a goal it needs to make a reality. In doing so, I believe, the subconscious mind is creating a chain of effect in my thoughts and actions to achieve this goal/scene that I have made it.

Later on, maybe a year or two or a month later, those positive visions from the past become a reality. When this happens, I make sure to take the time to see how it all came to be. I watch it unfold like a mini movie and am amazed at all the events that had to take place to make that vision come true. To feel the accomplishment and peace in my mind in having made it to that goal is very humbling.

Here is an example of just recently. Mid summer I was exhausted at work, a landscaper, stressed and tired of all the responsibilities that come with being a business owner. I looked up into the sky and saw myself in the future…It was winter and snowing, like today, I was warm in my blanket relaxing and not thinking about work. I was enjoying my time off and feeling at peace… That was today. It made me realize that I reached my goal and made it through that span of time until now. I told myself that day last summer… “I will be there soon, just get through one day at a time. You can do this!” and here I am. That is a small example. A more serious time was when I looked at my man and realized that so long ago, over 14 years, I had a visualization that we would be together happy and living a wonderful life. I remember imagining laying in his arms at night tracing his tattoos and feeling his protecting arms holding me tight. I am so grateful it came to pass. He is the love of my life, just as I knew he would be.

Its like the power of positive thinking. Project what you want to come to pass, your mind and body will start to make those decisions for you creating a new timeline towards those positive events.

Following your gut instincts, pushing yourself when you know you can succeed, believing in yourself, and trusting in your decisions no matter how hard they may be at the time is crucial. We will only get far in this life if we try the things that scare us…like a new career, moving, taking those leaps of faith into a new healthy path in life, saying no to the unhealthy, loving yourself and believing in yourself. Trusting that there is a way to get out of the situations you don’t like. There is always a way. The real question is…are you strong enough? Yes, yes you are.

What is your visualization? I have never shared these before, and you do not need to share yours. I think its better to keep those goals in your mind and let them bloom. Let the world see you reach those goals and change your life for the better without broadcasting them or getting pre-awarded for efforts you haven’t put forth yet. Take joy that you are badass and are proud of yourself. It should always be enough to be proud of ourselves without needing it from the outside. It makes us more self sustainable, confident and able to succeed without praise from the outside. We should be happy enough with our own self worth and pride in what we do. Love you, love your accomplishments, struggles, failures, successes and strengths. Leave ego at the door and embrace yourself humbly with love and grace.

~writeandexplore~

Torn between crafts

This is my mental struggle at the moment. Do I write or do I paint. Well duh I m writing right now…but I m wondering if I should try to dive into my mind…or let my hand create. They are two different parts of me, parts that I ignore most of the time due to feeling like I am too busy or its a waste of time. Which it is not! I think for now I will embrace my mind as my hand tries to communicate with the paintbrush. I will post my painting if it turns out. If it doesn’t I will be back here to unleash whatever is stored in the silo of my deserted mind. This is my happy place…The Redwoods with my pig Zeus.

~He walks alone~

I walked with a gnome, who wore a mushroom upon his head.

He spoke in riddles of times long forgotten with stories untold upon his lips.

He knew of secrets…Secrets the rocks held that the creek spread over its surface.

The secrets that unlocked the mysteries of the forgotten mind.

Like the roof of an abandon house, exposing all that lay within.

The secrets left behind, unspoken by the silenced lips of the forgotten.

He is destine to walk alone amongst the thistles of my mind.

take the fucking leap, be happy

what do you remember from high school that you miss the most?

what do you wish you still did that you don’t anymore?

why aren’t you doing that now? are you afraid of what you might find out about youself?

why do we think that taking the risks is such a bad thing? if we don’t jump into something exciting or a dream of ours at some point….what’s the point really? we will never know if we can get there if we don’t jump.

if you were to do those things…what’s the harm? would it hurt your current lifestyle or enrich it?
why are you afraid? why do you fear change?

what do you want from your life? and how are you going to get it? sitting and thinking about it gets us nowhere. planning, preparing, then jumping is what gets us there.

ponder for as long as it takes to make sure you are set up for success and have a fall back…then take that glorious jump into your future that will make you happy. feel the future in front of you knowing that all things are possible with the proper perspective and motivation.


Fuck that’s it man…. the motivation. Get motivated! Move your ass, take a chance on yourself. You are worth being happy. be happy. but don’t be a fuck up. do it like an adult man.

peace out…I’m off to feed my soul…. and yes writing this was one of those things. I am challenging myself to become comfortable with my mind again and all the glorious things it has to offer.

That’s what I miss about when I was young. The fluidity of my mind, the escape I had within it and how I was able to put it to paper. I am opening it in my own way, embracing it and letting it become a free agent.

late night revelations

nightly revelations~ this epiphany hit us last night as we were chilling to music and solving the worlds problems and looking deeper into our own. hey, its what most of our weekends are made out of. we enjoy the moments as they come, embrace the flow of feelings and live with more happiness than we ever did before. this is one of our revelations about our relationship from the beginning in our teenage years.

~there has always been a force pulling us together and pushing us away from each other
it seems like there was always a strong attraction we had towards one another, yet we were never able to act upon those feelings due to this force we felt preventing us then making us forget the attraction was there. we can point out many times when we felt drawn to each other. starting in our teenage years around the 11th grade until about 12 years ago. there was always a mysterious force working around us pulling then pushing us close then apart. after high school we had a night of making out old school but nothing more came of it. it was one of the closest moments we had thus far. then we were separated by the force pushing us apart and didn’t really think of each other too much. it was like it wasn’t meant to be. further down the road, about 8 years or so there was a reconnection. we started talking and forming a stronger bond than ever before. this unseen force was pulling us closer this time without the feeling of being pushed away or being blocked. we have now been together for 12 years and are crazy for each other. each day is like the first. we are never bored with each other and always find things to talk about no matter how many years have gone by. our souls are entwined, our hearts have molded into one. you are my freaking dream boy. there are still butterflies in my stomach when we are close.

~now one of our thoughts last night was this….what if we would have gotten together in high school. I was in the state of mind where I could have been pushed to the edge and jumped many times without caring, I was filling voids. you were mysterious, handsome, and dangerous in my eyes which I loved. If we would have gotten together and dated….would our souls have done what they did 12 years ago and formed one? would we have been this unbreakable force that we are now? would it have been like it is now then? those are things we will never know. What we do know is that we feel we were pulled together at the right time when we were guaranteed to last forever. forever we will be…you and I…the force that once pushed us apart is now surrounding us holding us together.

we will see what tonight’s topic hold

in and on the heart

Prolog: That day I had been to the doctors with the news that I had something going on with my rib/lung/blood clot? they didn’t know. the rest of the day was spent in the hospital getting a Cat scan to see why I was having these issues. We were all worried it was the worst outcome. In conclusion, we found out it was a mass of fat on my heart between my heart and lungs that is twisted and necrotic as well as a hemithyroid on my neck to keep an eye on. When I returned home to your arms, you held me like you never wanted to let go, pouring your love into my soul.

last night I watched you take such care
doing a simple task for me
making a salad…
I sat across from you after that long scary day
you cut each item, separating them neatly
There were two plates out, yours and mine
I watched as my plate was very delicately arranged
each item spread with such tender care
then yours dressed after
by the time you were done
mine looked like it was picture perfect
yours was piled in disarray
I saw then that the simple ways you care and love me
could be overlooked by an unthankful heart.
I see how much you were afraid for me
not only in your eyes, words and affection
but in the careful way you made sure my dinner was perfect.

I love you more than you know. You are my heart, soul and mate for life.

There will never be another, I am yours.

Moments like this I hold onto and remember that life is precious, time is unknown, each day is a gift.
True love can be seen in the most simplest of things. I don’t need grand gestures to know you love me and I am yours. I can see it in the most caring ways you show me I am held high in your life and you cherish me until our days are done on this earth. I hope we will have eternity together as well. For I want to be in your arms always.

love of a mother

looking for direction
wondering why the voices torture
praying my only hope
It calms all fears…Faith my only escape

each day I lift up my children into His hands
trusting He will take care of them
one is moved out, the other I still hold
they are my treasures, my heart

they have been my life savers
grounding me so many times
humbling me each day
challenging my sanity
filling my heart with so much love

I am grateful for each tear
all the laughter
all the joy and happiness
they have made me a mom
and with that I am forever honored

I wouldn’t change a thing
I have sacrificed for them and they me
we are always there for each other

God has taught us what true love is
It is Family…our family
Devoted for live, no matter what may happen
Through all the hard times…we have each other
We are never alone to carry the weight of the world
for one alone cannot carry it

Together we pray and lift our hands
Always will we remember
we have the truest love of all
and the gift of never being alone
I love my family, my God, my true loves

night thoughts

I was going to draw….but the pencil wouldn’t write
I was going to create…but my mind wouldn’t wander
I was going to sing…but my voice was mute

I see you tonight, playing in the moonlight
the grass under your feet
the smile on your face so fierce
you have been gone far too long
dance my glowing mystic creature
bathe in the light of the night

From paper to keyboard…..

It is an adjustment for me to start learning how to put the thoughts onto a screen and not on paper. Don’t get me wrong I still write in my notebooks. It is faster when I do because of typing errors when I m tired and trying to write. This is something I want my hands to get familiar with, not holding a pen all the time to express myself. I find a connection with the pen in my hand, and the paper under my pen. The way it feels…smells…looks. I feel the thoughts flow from my mind, down my arm, and into my hand onto the paper. I have my whole life, whether it be drawing or writing. It is starting to be not so alien. I just need to work on my typing skills so I am as fast as my thoughts flow without having to correct crap.

Keep the door open…There is a door on the inside of myself that holds not only my Mindscape, but the person who sees the world from a different point of view. A view that is full of color, feeling, emotion, living things, fantasy, connections. That person inside, my creative self, feels connected to everything around them. That connection is what opens the door. The door to be free, live without judgement, write without caring what people think of it. For I don’t write for anyone but myself when that door is open and the thoughts are flowing.

Embrace
Accept
Expand
Acknowledge

mindscape

Best not to think on it too hard…
There are many times, a majority of it, that I try to open up my mind to what it once was. I used to be able to tap into this vast world of imagination, adventure, deep insight and complexed revelations almost each day. It has come to the point now that those times are so far in between I barely see them. Now they come at random moments when I least expect it and are not prepared for it. This moment now is not one of them. Therefore, I write to try to spark the question Why?

For years, I have neglected that part of my mind. I have filled it with so many other tasks and hushed it when it was yelling at me to be free. What am I left with? A giant mound of debris covering my most sacred thoughts, dreams and adventures. In my hand, the only tool I hold is a small spoon to uncover it all.

There are times I see the light from under that mound, for I am both under it and on top of it. But lo and behold they are only a fleeting glimpse. It is rare they stay in my mind long enough to put them into the world. I have trapped myself in a way by doing this.

Solution?
I sit in my mindscape and look around. What do I see? Which one of my personalities, memories, feelings, emotions are there with me? For inside of me, they all take a shape or form that I am familiar with. As I sit there, silently waiting, I focus on how the wind is running its fingers through the tree leaves. How the grass feels under my skin, and how the trees look like white paperbark birches with delicate shrubbery under them. The woods are dark for now, for I cannot see into them yet and have not earned the trust of the landscape to venture from my sitting position in the middle of the meadow.

I know this will take time before I am up and running through the mindscape as I once was when I was young. The wind in my hair, the soft soil under my feet, the sun on my face. Pure freedom from the physical self.

I will take my time with this mindscape. Softly talking with everything that steps out of the dark forest canopy giving me its trust. I will whisper soothing words, and not move a muscle until they feel safe to stay and share who they are with me.

They are me and I am them.
It is myself that I am getting to know again.
This is the only way I know how.

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