Today I woke up with a burst of energy I haven’t felt in months. I got ready quickly. I felt like I could take on anyone or anything. I meditated right before going to sleep last night. I wonder if that had anything to do with it. Or maybe it’s the weather. It’s a lot cooler; in fact, the air is fresher and crisper.
The summer went by so quickly. As of September 2, I have a 21-year-old granddaughter. And I will hit the tail end of the Fifty Club at the end of October. I’m still taking a brisk two-mile walk about three to four days out of the week. For me, there hasn’t been much difference between being forty-eight and fifty-eight. At least, not anything I can pinpoint. I’m still hoppin’ and boppin’ along. Continue reading
Feeling stuck is the worst. Feeling like things are stagnant—that nothing is moving forward in life—is hard to handle. I don’t know about you, but it makes me feel like an animal in a cage. I know things need to play out, so I try working more on what I am feeling. Sometimes, I look for ways to feel freer by changing a routine, doing something creative, or trying something new. So this morning I tried something new. I had been doing research on EFT and found a session about releasing resistance. I believe that everything is energy and so tapping on certain points of the body made sense to me. I also believe that we tend to create resistance without realizing it. The session was easy to follow and took about nine minutes.
Thinking back, I now realize that afterwards, I had a sudden burst of energy. I decided to get that one-mile walk in by heading to a local supermarket. I met an acquaintance on the way who said, “Wow, you must have found a new job. You look so refreshed! You don’t have a lot of worry anymore.” I was stunned. I knew I felt jazzed, but I didn’t realize that I “looked” any different. I told him that I had not found a new job yet, but that I was not as worried about the timing of it all. I felt more confident about things working out. Continue reading
A few times this week, the subject of karma (the laws of cause and effect) came up in conversation. I never knew that so many people embraced the philosophy. It didn’t matter their religion or belief system, most people agreed that the Universe was large and in charge. They held tightly to the belief in a causal Universe. They felt it was natural, automatic, and unavoidable.
“Call it what you will,” they said. “The results will always be the same.” Each person had a word or phrase they used to express their belief:
The Laws of Cause and Effect
What Goes Around Comes Around
Sooner or Later You Have To Pay the Piper
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Many years ago, a group of coworkers and I were talking about the Catholic Church. The subject came up because one of the guys in the group was getting married. He was a devout Catholic and the wedding was not far off. I remember that a few of us were attending the wedding.
One person in particular wasn’t familiar with the Catholic religion and was eager to find out more about the ceremony. As the future groom spoke, I suddenly heard the words…venial sin. I almost keeled over. “Wait,” I said. “I don’t know whether to genuflect or cross myself. I haven’t heard that since I was in school.” Everyone laughed. Continue reading
Today was laundry day. I decided to get to the Laundromat in the morning so that I could have the rest of the day to job hunt and write. I like this place because you can drop your laundry off or take care of it yourself. I was conversing with one of the laundry attendants when a tall, white, preppy-looking man walked in. His determined stride and facial expression made me think something had happened. He appeared to be heading in the direction of one of the attendants. It turns out that he was heading toward the back to use the bathroom. He never stopped to ask. The attendant had to ask him where he was going.
Within minutes, he walked out with the same determination as when he walked in. He never bothered to close the bathroom door and he never stopped to say thank you. It was as if no one were present in the Laundromat. Like a zombie he shuffled in and out. Continue reading