January 1, 2012

• Finding the New You

     Or who was I last week? 

     The call from the dove and the scrub jay greet me like a loyal dog. 

      I pour a glass of cheer for someone else and smile.    

      Insight comes in many forms.

      A few months back I had a nice long talk with the universe about being open for new opportunities to find abundance in my life.  The universe listened and the phone began to ring.  Since then I've been on the go shifting dirt, moving rocks and plants, clearing a space for a bridge then creating a dry river bed. Laying a walkway with step stones that give a sense of movement.  It draws your eye into the flow.  This once overgrown garden and the active spirit of my client have brought out new aspects of the artist in me.  I have another client who has a huge garden filled with succulents and cactus.  There I've learned to move carefully.  Some days I work in silence.  Other days, I'm a sounding board for my client's creativity.  I never thought I'd do this work and be paid.  If I had said, "I can't do it", I never would have found the "More of myself" that was available. 

     Later in a day, I brush off the dirt, put on my black and white "service with smile" clothes, then drive the back road into town listening/singing to music that fills me up.  I park at the back of the winery, take a deep breath or five and let the people person shine out.  The more I do this work the more I see how people, no matter who they are or where they come from all share the need for someone to lighten them up a bit or give them a sympathy nod.  I take it seriously to be professional in my work so I also know when to say nothing at all.  That takes practice but I pour wine and say, "Enjoy" more times than you can imagine.  I notice that people are thrilled when you keep their water glass filled.  I notice that there are many people who need some time off to let go and relax. I notice how spoiled and arrogant people can be without much effort.  I smile to myself a lot and find that I have reached an age when I find their behavior amusing and sad at the same time.  I'm getting paid to see the human experience and to add to it if that is my choice. Good old choice!  

   

     New me. Old me.  Me of the day. With all the physical work,  I also pay attention to what I'm fueling myself with these days.  My body wants to hurt and I have no choice but to listen and take care of the shell that holds me up.  No whining, just living. 

    My dimes worth of advise for 2012?  Have a talk with the universe: your connection to All That Is, then be willing to say "yes" when the phone rings and place yourself in the center of your life.  It's the transformation that makes the journey all your own.

     (pats heart and points to you)

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