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Sunday, 29 November 2009
Where are you going and who will accompany you?

There are two questions, according to Harold Thurman, Harvard prof of Psychology:

1. Where am I going?
2. Who will go with me?

He says if we get them in the wrong order, we're in trouble.  I've had them in the wrong order for my whole adult life.  I'm not blaming myself for that; given my upbringing and the culture I grew up in, I didn't stand a chance of getting it right.  But now.   Now I get to go back to Question #1 and ask and have it answered.  And in answering it, I will find my Sacred Contract - the purpose for which I was put on this earth in this particular place, in this particular time.  

There are no coincidences.  There are no mistakes.  Each of us is of the utmost importance.  Everything that is meant to come my way will arrive in due time, and the right people will appear.  Life is good.

And so, I know my wishes for the coming year:

1. To find and know my Sacred Contract.
2. To find and know a holy and lifegiving relationship.

Onward to the day.  It is bright, sunny and wonderful in San Francisco today.


Posted by Sharon at 11:13 AM EST
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Antics of my mystic helpers

I thought I'd set my clock for 8 am to have enough time to wash my hair and leave here at 9:30 am.  So, when the chime went off (I have a Zen alarm clock that dings so I don't have to get up and hit a snooze alarm), I got up, turned off the clock, and pulled the dark curtains off the windows to see the sun rise over the hills of the East Bay.  I thought, it's not very light for 8 am.  Surprise!  I'd set the alarm for 7 am.

 And if that weren't enough, the flowers I'd placed next to the alarm clock were turned around.

So, I got up, made coffee, and decided that instead of writing in a journal, which is laborious for me, I would write on this blog.  It's better; I will write more, and I can share it with whoever is interested.


Posted by Sharon at 11:08 AM EST
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Mystic helpers and the acquisition of Sacred Contracts (C. Myss)

I've been reading in my Inner Compass class that I am surrounded by spiritual helpers, ancestors and beings I don't even know exist.  They want to help me!  But they can't until I ask.  So, I've asked; I've had a couple of conversations with them.

 They're hilarious!  At least, that's my first take.  And excited!  Energized.  I can feel their eagerness, and it feels great.

 So yesterday, I went to a bookstore to buy a couple of journals.  After I'd found what I wanted, I went downstairs, thinking I'd see if they had a copy of a book I'd just ordered, The Wishing Year, by Noelle Oxenhandler.   I thought I'd peek ahead of the excerpt I read.  But I couldn't find the book.

While looking for the "O" authors in the Psych section, Caroline Myss' book Sacred Contracts popped out at me, and I picked it up.   I read, in the intro, "Archetypes are the architects of our lives."  I still have little idea of what that means, but the word "Archetype" struck me from my dream work, and some connection was made.   I started to put the book back and go home, but a little voice inside of me said, "Why do you think you're holding this book, silly?"  And I responded with a laugh, "Oh.  Right.  I'm supposed to buy it."  I swear I heard them laugh.

 This is not the first time I've walked into a bookstore and the book I'm supposed to read jumped into my hand.


Posted by Sharon at 11:05 AM EST
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Thursday, 29 October 2009
The life that I'm living...

Is the life that you are living the same as the life that wants to live in you?

 Parker Palmer poses this question at the beginning of his book, "Let Your Life Speak".  Maybe to you, the question is moot.  Of course, what you're living is your life!  But for me, and I'd guess for many others, the question holds my attention as I contemplate what it is that wants to live in me.  What life in me is aching to be born in the world?  What life is waiting for me to live it?  I can't claim that my life has been wasted, and I know that some of what I've lived has wanted to live in me.  And at this point in the journey, I also know that there is yet more, and a yet different life that is calling from within me.

 It's time to listen.  Time to stop informing my life and time to start letting it inform me.


Posted by Sharon at 6:25 PM EDT
Updated: Thursday, 29 October 2009 6:35 PM EDT
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