Distractions

Curiosity always seems to get the better of me. Just like Pandora, if I see a box that I know I probably should not open- I just have to take a "peek". It is good to remember, some things are closed for a reason. For me, the biggest temptation is to look into the box labeled "the past".

In the beginning of this new spiritual path, I knew that it order to move forward- I could not retrace my past steps. Man, it is hard! I find myself missing some of the drama and often wondering "what is going on?" I also spend a lot of time thinking about the past and the events of my life that got me to where I am now.

Physically, I am alive at this moment- August 6th 2009 at 8:44 AM (CST). Yet, most of the time I live in the past. By paying attention to my thoughts- I notice how often I travel backward. There is a part of me that is stuck in some kind of weird space-time continuum. For no apparent reason I will start thinking about some random event that happened in 1981 or whatever.

Many of my reactions to events are based on past experiences. When a new situation arises that has some similar "essence" to a past event- I bring those dead memories back to life. I am like Dr. Frankenstein- always trying to give life to that which is dead and buried. I know that experience is our greatest teacher, and by embracing the wisdom learned- we grow. What stunts our growth is trying to use the same solution and applying it to all situations.

You cannot use addition to solve a subtraction equation. I realize that in many cases, that is what I am doing. I have the skill to solve the equation, but for some strange reason- I keep using the wrong formula. I think that perhaps this is out of "habit" or maybe it is just plain old laziness.

I wonder, what magical things would appear if I use the correct the solution? What would happen if I kept my thoughts and feelings focused on the present? I am reminded of the old saying "the definition of insanity is doing the same thing- yet, expecting different results". No wonder I am driving myself (and probably everyone around me) crazy!

Starting today, I will embrace this new insight. When I am tempted to resurrect the past- I will remind myself that I am no longer the same person- therefore the past is not applicable. If I continue to expect to see the same things- I will miss all of the amazing new sights that are there, if only I would open my eyes to their existence.

I must resist the temptation to look in the box that is labeled "the past". In that box are things that I prefer not to see again. Of course, there are also wonderful memories residing there and those I will always cherish. Yet, when you open a box- you cannot always control what comes out.

Personally, I do not want to give life to dead things- I choose to embrace my magic and create wonderful new experiences and opportunities. No longer will I be distracted by the scary skeletons rattling for attention.

Trusting in The Un-Seen

I know that there is something fabulous waiting for me just over the next hill. However, I cannot see it. I feel it and sense that it is there, and I am a bit anxious to get there. There is a part of me that wants to run like the wind to speed up the process, but I also know that running will just wear me out and create more anxiety.

I believe that part of the experience is summoning an inner trust and knowing. An essential part of manifesting magic, is an unyeilding belief in what cannot be seen. Attemping to "figure out" the secrets to magic- takes away the mystery and thus destroys the magic.

The real "trick" is to allow the process to unfold and not manipulate the magic to fit what we think should or should not happen. What if, by attempting to figure things out- we change the very mystical structure of what lies before us? What if there is some amazing thing waiting for me- just a few steps away and my desire to dictate what I want it to be or what it should look like, changes it from the extraordinary to the mundane?

One of the most obvious lessons I am learning on this journey is that I meddle to much. Why do I allow my thoughts, feelings and habitual questioning of everything to disturb the "force"? What if by thinking there is a monster waiting to jump out from behind a rock- creates the monster? Does dwelling on all the terrible things that "could" happen actually give them life?

I choose to believe that we live in a magical place, and we are magical beings. This is sometimes a difficult belief to maintain, as most of the world does not believe in such silly things. But, what if it is not silly at all? Are those who DO NOT believe actually the silly ones?

Does the belief in illness, create illness? The belief in poverty create poverty? The thoughts of being lost and alone- manifest lonliness and despair? And if that is true- would believing in magic cause it to manifest? Maybe I have been using my magic for ill instead of good. Perhaps it is not the world, the people, the economy causing grief and despair- only the misuse of the innate and magical power that lives within.

Today I choose the believe that there is something wonderful just up the path. I do not know what it is, yet I know it is there. I feel it's powerful presence and know that it is only waiting for my arrival. I also know, that it has always been there- I was just to blind to see it.

What waits for you that you do not choose to see? Are you blind to the magnificent Angel that stands beside you? Can you see the magic that lies within you when you look into the mirror at your own eyes? Have you accepted the grim reality that the world has told you exist? Do you believe the lies that you are nothing special? Just for today, or for only a moment- believe in magic and that something extraordinary waits for you. I know that is what I am going to do.