In the middle of the night I had a thought that almost took me from my bed.  But this morning no more than six hours later, my head is empty of any profound thoughts.  Perhaps it will come while writing.  What does this tell me of thoughts?  They are fleeting.  They must be caught, acted upon, internalized, before they can be anything but passing conglomerations of perceptions.  I’m trying to get a grasp on how to handle what happened yesterday, the haircut to my lovely, enchanted garden which turned into a very prim and proper garden but without the magic that it had the day before I ordered the trimming.  I will pay for it but now I must get accustomed to it and try not to wince inwardly when I see it. 

As Epictitus would say, this is the way it is and accept it.  That old word, accept.  That is the key word this summer, to accept and not half-heartedly, fitfully, but realizing that this is where we are.  Whatever is, is at this moment and that although we are part of this whole spectrum, we are as unable to change events as we are to change the weather.  By accepting this reality, we leave ourselves more responsive to each moment because we do not lose energy resisting.  The secret is not resist, but embrace.  Embrace what is happening.  Last night I had a cry, it helped.  It was not a cry of rejection.  It was an expression of sorrow and that will be part of my being but it is not non-accepting, it is simply realizing and reacting to that which is a reality in my life.  Tears are as valid as smiles and when they express the inward condition, they must flow.  They must not be bottled up and contained.  That which comes from the deep inward essence is to be cherished.  Therein lies the beauty of meditation.  I offer this prayer to the universe.

Oh, Lord keep me in your hands and let me see my way so that I use what time is left in its most constructive way.  Let me be helpful, cheerful, loving and useful to those who count on me.  Let me be worthy of the many blessings my life has been filled with.  Let me be mindful always of all that I have and let me be generous in my sharing what I have.  Let me never forget that everything I have and everything that comes to me comes from the universe and knowing this, let me be accepting and non-resistant of all that befalls me.ACCEPT

In the middle of the night I had a thought that almost took me from my bed.  But this morning no more than six hours later, my head is empty of any profound thoughts.  Perhaps it will come while writing.  What does this tell me of thoughts?  They are fleeting.  They must be caught, acted upon, internalized, before they can be anything but passing conglomerations of perceptions.  I’m trying to get a grasp on how to handle what happened yesterday, the haircut to my lovely, enchanted garden which turned into a very prim and proper garden but without the magic that it had the day before I ordered the trimming.  I will pay for it but now I must get accustomed to it and try not to wince inwardly when I see it. 

As Epictitus would say, this is the way it is and accept it.  That old word, accept.  That is the key word this summer, to accept and not half-heartedly, fitfully, but realizing that this is where we are.  Whatever is, is at this moment and that although we are part of this whole spectrum, we are as unable to change events as we are to change the weather.  By accepting this reality, we leave ourselves more responsive to each moment because we do not lose energy resisting.  The secret is not resist, but embrace.  Embrace what is happening.  Last night I had a cry, it helped.  It was not a cry of rejection.  It was an expression of sorrow and that will be part of my being but it is not non-accepting, it is simply realizing and reacting to that which is a reality in my life.  Tears are as valid as smiles and when they express the inward condition, they must flow.  They must not be bottled up and contained.  That which comes from the deep inward essence is to be cherished.  Therein lies the beauty of meditation.  I offer this prayer to the universe.

Oh, Lord keep me in your hands and let me see my way so that I use what time is left in its most constructive way.  Let me be helpful, cheerful, loving and useful to those who count on me.  Let me be worthy of the many blessings my life has been filled with.  Let me be mindful always of all that I have and let me be generous in my sharing what I have.  Let me never forget that everything I have and everything that comes to me comes from the universe and knowing this, let me be accepting and non-resistant of all that befalls me.