Harmony

The line of demarcation is a sore subject for some. Discrimination is required - the type of discrimination that requires out-of-the-box moments of recognition. I was struggling for a while with poverty. It wasn't until I realized I had done this to myself that I could pull my mindset out of the proverbial gutter and into a healthier state of awareness.

What happened was nothing short of miraculous. It hadn't dawned on me before that I had a deeply held belief: someone was coming to rescue me. With my knees shaking at times, I learned to recognize this subtle impulse within myself and began bringing my head out of poverty consciousness and into a clearer vision of abundance. The rest was where the chips sometimes fall, only this time, it was according to His plan for me, which included my divine inheritance.

I traveled to the coast near Half Moon Bay in Northern California. The weather was warm, and the smell of the salt sea air cleared my lungs from the previous months of smoke-filled skies from the dozens of catastrophic wildfires. A slight chill in the air wasn't noticeable with my windbreaker on. My feet dangled in the frigid water as I shared space with Hermit Crabs and Sea Anemones. A huge rock just past the breaking line caught my eye with an occasional peek-a-boo above the water line. I thought it was a whale at first.

The perfect spot for meditation appeared as I walked along the beach. It was sandstone carved by years of waves crashing through it. A little seat formed where I had plenty of space to breathe, relax, watch the waves, and meditate. Soon, it became clear that a seed had started in my mind, at first witnessed in the emotional body. Once looked upon with the eyes of knowing, the seed unfolded. Within moments, I realized and a flood of divine energy came through - a preview of the work week ahead. Before this, I felt overwhelmed by my workload and the responsibilities of a new teacher. Still, with each crashing wave, new insight came through, problems were solved, and I was given the necessary tools to overcome the challenges ahead of me. When I returned to the car with my best friend in toe, I wrote it all down on sticky notes and carried it through during the week!

In a life built for doing the work, overcoming the limitations of what even positive thinking can do is sometimes difficult. It's not just about saying, "Everything will be okay." It really means having the experience of harmony with all that is.