Sunday, April 11, 2010
Let There Be. . .
My life works best when I step back from all of my trying and worrying, and rest in the truth that it will evolve just as I envision, gently, beautifully and perfectly.
In the graceful, quiet days when everything around me is in peace, I joyfully affirm that divine order is at work in my life and in the world. In the hectic, questioning days when I’m feeling like I’ll never get it right, my memories of infinite peace and trust in the process seem very far away indeed. Creating a conscious life feels like a pretty big undertaking, like it should somehow require a great deal of thought, or study, or . . . ., something.
But how amazingly powerful that space is where we can allow the God within to express fully through us, where we can simply let there be, and it is done. In just allowing something, there is no effort, no trying, no need even for being proactive. Just an acknowledgement that all we need do is choose, and our experience reflects our decision.
There’s an amount of faith and trust needed in creating this way. When I remember that I don’t need to try at all, but can simply allow whatever I need or want to be, my body calms down. There is more space for me to be present in my body and in my experience. I can express more of who I want to be because I’m not struggling against anything.
It’s a peaceful place, in those moments. But inevitably I’ll move on in my day, and some other detail will capture my attention, and I’ll forget about whatever I had decided to just allow to be.
It’s all part of the process. Once I turn it over to the God within, it is done. It may take some time for me to realize it, but my prayer has been answered. I just need to have faith in the process. Situations may arise that cause me to doubt that what I have allowed into being is real, but that is part of the process, too. Faith really can move mountains.
Tonight, in my quiet writing space, I choose to let there be perfect expression of the song in my heart. And it is done.
May this tool be a blessing. . .