Below is my recent Cottage by the Sea blog entry. Here is my prayer addition.
It wasn’t just The Selves telling me to slow down. God was speaking, telling me it wasn't enough to have a quiet morning prayer time and then go out into the world in a frenzy.
I've come out to sit in the yard and enjoy this beautiful rare day in June. As I put my chair down in a shady place on the lawn, my eye caught our resident fox making his way through the fence. After noting that animals don't impose on solitude the way humans do, I took a few deep breaths, offered a prayer of gratitude, and began to write about the little talk I had with my selves this morning.
The Selves had told me that I was spending too much mental energy making decisions and plans, and then rushing about accomplishing this and that, OR, not accomplishing this and that. My hyper self had geared itself into high gear, and now it was time to shift to a slow trot, at least time enough to enjoy the flowers.
Next The Selves game me a couple of suggestions: 1.When you start perseverating on plans, stop and say RELEASE (which I've done). 2. CANCELL some of those plans (which I did). 3. Give yourself chunks of time to do what you long to do (which I'm doing right now).
I'm writing this blog: A blog for those who are looking for silence, solitude and simplicity, and who sometimes want to be alone. No wonder I wasn't writing! I wasn't giving myself time alone.
P.S. I just looked up the hill and saw an animal sitting on the window frame of a 60 year old dilapidated horse stall in the woods. Was it our resident possum? I walked closer but before I could take a picture, it scurried away. Maybe, along with flowers, The Selves are telling me to enjoy animals.
It wasn’t just The Selves telling me to slow down. God was speaking, telling me it wasn't enough to have a quiet morning prayer time and then go out into the world in a frenzy.
I've come out to sit in the yard and enjoy this beautiful rare day in June. As I put my chair down in a shady place on the lawn, my eye caught our resident fox making his way through the fence. After noting that animals don't impose on solitude the way humans do, I took a few deep breaths, offered a prayer of gratitude, and began to write about the little talk I had with my selves this morning.
The Selves had told me that I was spending too much mental energy making decisions and plans, and then rushing about accomplishing this and that, OR, not accomplishing this and that. My hyper self had geared itself into high gear, and now it was time to shift to a slow trot, at least time enough to enjoy the flowers.
Next The Selves game me a couple of suggestions: 1.When you start perseverating on plans, stop and say RELEASE (which I've done). 2. CANCELL some of those plans (which I did). 3. Give yourself chunks of time to do what you long to do (which I'm doing right now).
I'm writing this blog: A blog for those who are looking for silence, solitude and simplicity, and who sometimes want to be alone. No wonder I wasn't writing! I wasn't giving myself time alone.
P.S. I just looked up the hill and saw an animal sitting on the window frame of a 60 year old dilapidated horse stall in the woods. Was it our resident possum? I walked closer but before I could take a picture, it scurried away. Maybe, along with flowers, The Selves are telling me to enjoy animals.
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