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~Hi All --
One more cute
"Personality" quizzy for y'all.
And this really cool thing
I got in my in-box today. Great way to start the New Year! Here ya
go:
Today we again look at the third Fortune
Quotient, Forgiveness. Not forgiving, holding on to our grievance
story, is one of the most effective ways known to man or woman to
block our ability to Manifesfest all that we want from
life.
ENTER THE WISE ONE
I was very touched and liberated by
a forgiveness story in the wonderful book _Soul Mate Dolls: Dollmaking
as a Healing Art_ by Noreen Crone-Findlay. Here it is for you modified
and adapted in a way that worked and played better for me . .
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At the very end of a year, you find yourself busily preparing for
the new year. All of a sudden, in the midst of your activity, a wise
being arrives. It finds you wherever you are -- your car, your
workspace, your kitchen. It takes the form of something you consider
the embodiment of wisdom. For each of us, it will assume a different
form.
This being asks you if you would like some help in preparing
for the new year. You say, "Sure, thank you."
It shines a
spotlight on you and you see a long, hollow hose extending from your
heart. You are very curious. You observe that the hose is filled with
energy being successfully sucked from your body. At the other end of
the hose is a very ugly and just plain creepy, yucko monster. It sucks
and saps and consumes the energy from your heart.
Slurp, suck,
swig. It licks its lips as it guzzles your heart energy.
SOME
MIGHTY IMPORTANT QUESTIONS
This draining and sapping upsets you.
You wiggle and wrangle, and resist the ugly thing. It does not go
away; in fact, it gets stronger. The wise one looks on and eventually
says, "Want some help?"
You reply, "Yes, please, if you
can."
The wise being shows you a clamp that you can apply to the
hose to stop the siphoning of your energy. You reach for the clamp.
The wise one holds it back and says, "First you need to talk to the
monster. It is some form of your lack of forgiveness."
Ask it
what feeling it feeds on. Is it hate, anger, revenge,
putting-off-to-tomorrow, self-pity, self-righteousness, the compulsion
to be right? What feeling? You ask the monster and it answers
truthfully. You know its answer is right for you.
The wise one
tells you to ask the monster where the feeling came from. It also says
the answer will come with this wording:
"The feeling comes from the
time that _____________[fill in the name] did or did
not_______________[some action] to or for or with me."
"Steve did
not show support for me. Tara did that cruel thing to me. Liz did
nothing to be with me. It will all fit into that wording, that
formula," the wise one says.
"If you want to stop the ugly one
from draining you, I will now give you the clamp," the wise one says.
TODAY'S THE EXPIRATION DATE
The ugly one senses its
termination and rails and entices. The ugly one tempts and lures you.
It says, "Of course, you should not forgive."
You watch its
voracious sucking and slurping from your heart for a minute or two and
then hold out your hand for the clamp. The wise one gives it you and
the clamp feels solid. You open the clamp and close it on the hose.
The ugly one's life force slowly comes to an end. The ugly one
struggles and then expires. The hose shrinks and detaches from your
heart.
The wise one picks up the remnants of the ugly one and
throws it on a strong, warm fire. You begin to feel a strong, warm,
invigorating fire in your heart.
BEAUTIFUL, BLOOMING
BLOSSOMS
The wise being hands you the seed of forgiveness. You
think carefully as you decide where you will plant it. It is magic so
can be planted anywhere important to you. In your garden, in a
houseplant, under your desk, in your oven, in your coffee mug. It is
up to you where this new seed will grow.
You ready the place and
then plant the seed. The tiny thing begins to sprout. Your heart
thrills with its development. As it grows, you feel more and more
peace and happiness. It becomes a beautiful plant with an
extraordinary blossom on it. You smell the flower's perfume and see
its exquisiteness, and you are thankful.
Each day of the New
Year, the plant produces a new forgiveness flower. Each day of 2003,
you gently snip it from the plant and carry it with you. Each day,
your heart sings because it is filled to capacity with energy of
kindness and compassion. Each day, the flower of forgiveness protects
you so nothing again drains your heart.
FORGIVENESS
PUSH-UP
Burning is an efficient and symbolic way to rid yourself of
something. Today let's burn our grievance story. Our grievance story
holds us in bondage and is a part of the hose that depletes the force
and fullness of our heart.
You know the story. That one that you
tell over and over about how someone has not done what you thought
they should, not treated you the way you think you should be treated.
When you tell the story, you often get sympathy. You find yourself
mulling the story over in your mind. It fuels the old feelings. Even
if you have vowed not to tell it again, you break that vow. It sometimes
feels good to tell this tale of woe and wrong. You know that story?
That's your grievance story.
Write it out either in longhand or
on the word processor. Put in every little detail. Be as blaming and
feel as wronged as you want. Go over the top. Write the most blazing,
flaming rendition of your grievance story ever. Let the computer keys
or your writing utensil smoke with the strength of your passion about
this story.
When you have finished, get a bowl or an ashtray and
light a match to the paper on which your story is written. Burn, burn,
burn your grievance story. Let the grievance float away with the
smoke. Tell it good-bye, farewell, adieu.
Be happy in the
knowledge that letting your grievance story drift up until it vanishes
is freeing your heart and skyrocketing your skill and capacity for
Manifesting.
What a splendid New Year's Eve gift to give
yourself.
Yours in the spirit of laughter and
joy,
Stephanie
©Copyright 2002 Stephanie West
Allen
~Works for me! 
~GW
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"Sometimes I'd like to stop and think but I'm afraid I'll forget to
start again."
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