Tag: spirituality

  • Tapping into Gratitude

    My grandson, Brad, and his wife, Christina, spent five wonderFULL days with us on Pine Island. Brad had been working for Charter Media in Murfreesboro (Tennessee) since earning his Master’s Degree three years ago. Recently, though, he declined a large promotion with Charter that would have meant their move to North Carolina. It was not the move itself that was a deciding factor, it was the corporate lifestyle that demands you live to work rather than work to live.

    They called their visit “Retirement Training.” He decided the reason they call it retirement is that first you are tired because you are working so hard, then you are retired because you are playing so hard.

    They rode bikes, went kayaking with dolphins, watched manatee in the canal, took a pleasure boat ride to lunch at Fort Myers beach, grilled fresh shrimp, participated in music on the island, played shuffleboard, and went to dinner at early-bird schedules. In the early morning, and late in the evening, Brad would work remote as a consultant in data management. It was way beyond great.

    After they left, I participated in a World Tapping Summit talk on gratitude with Carol Look. I loved her words, “Expressing gratitude is like planting seeds; many good things will come from it.” She stressed the importance one not do it because you will get something. Do it because it feels good.

    But what about those times when it is difficult to catch a whiff of gratitude? The darkest of the dark days? Especially then, it is important to start where you are and cast a net of well-being with the WHAT IF frame: “Even though thus and so, what if there could be a solution I don’t yet know about.”

    I also appreciated learning the importance of tapping thank you to the universe or god or whomever/whatever you conceive: “Thank you for brining me a solution to thus and so.”

    Finally, Carol says you will benefit by moving through the points just expressing anything and everything you are grateful for. “Nature, family, friends, sunshine, dolphins, manatees, health, freedom, kindness, flowers, trees, birds, bicycles.”

    Today, I am tapping thank you for Brad and Christina having been able to visit, and for the wisdom they have at 27 years-old to avoid clamping on golden handcuffs.

    (If you are new to it, here is a short instructional video and introduction to EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique), commonly called just “tapping” with Jessica Ortner: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAclBdj20ZU)

  • Catching Rays

    Have you ever seen any of those 3D “magic eye” images? You have to hold the image close to your nose, look through it so it is blurry, and maintain your gaze as you slowly move the image away from you. As your eyes relax, your focus changes, and you can see amazingly beautiful things. This image contains two giraffes.

    Just like those hidden images, you have undoubtedly been able to see the way an unusual event will bring something else into view. Like seeing not one, not two, but three gopher tortoises one day during a bike ride. Or catching not one, not two, but three stingrays one day fishing off the dock.

    The odd thing about catching the rays while fishing off the dock is that the people right next door who have fished from the dock for years have never ever caught one stingray here. Let alone three in one day.

    So, I looked up the symbolism of stingray.

    Stingrays represent your emotions and how you may be hiding them from others. If it’s calm, stingray suggests maneuvering a challenge in your life with ease and grace. If the ray is aggressive; it means you may be reacting to your emotions, rather than using careful deliberation in your approach, which could be costly.

    Oh, my goodness. The first and largest of the three rays fought very hard. For the longest time. Taking the line way out. Darting away from the dock. Digging down in the mud. This first and largest one was about the size of a garbage can lid. In case you are wondering, the ray was able to be safely released.

    The guy who managed to wrestle with and land that big old ray on an ultralight rod and reel currently has two younger brothers navigating cancer treatment. One of his brothers was having his right kidney removed at that time! Another of his brothers has been dealing with the side-effects of radiation and chemotherapy treatment for lung cancer. His platelet count was too low for him to receive chemo at that time! While the fisherman has been snow-birding in Florida this winter, he has begun saying he is bored with being here and thinks he might go home early.

    Stingrays may be telling you to not overreact to your emotions, to calm down and wait before reacting. Stingrays maneuver themselves quite well despite their size and shape and they tell us to also carefully maneuver the complex emotional waters of our inner world.

    This week, I am participating in the World Tapping Summit. I especially enjoyed the interview with Dr. Paul Sheele, “Feeling Abundant: Attract More Wealth and Prosperity Into Your Life!”. Sheele made the distinction between abundance and prosperity. The universe is abundant. Prosperity is the degree to which we are aware of and participating in the true state of the universe.

    I am thinking about all of this in relationship to catching the rays, and those magic eye photos. I am going to think about it this way: well-being (like abundance) is there even while going through all those challenges, hidden right there just out of view.

  • Psychic Readings

    Sacred Stories

    On her way in to the restaurant for a business meeting, she noticed a sign advertising “psychic readings.”

    While in the restaurant, a woman caught her attention.

    Her meeting finished a bit early, leaving her a few extra minutes, so she decided to go for a reading.

    When she entered the office, the psychic was the patron who had previously caught her eye at the restaurant!

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Google Maps

    Sacred Stories

    Google maps on her phone told her to get off I 65. They were south of Louisville.

    Never had Google maps just told her to get off. If something was going to cause a delay—an accident or construction, the app had always offered an alternative route, leaving the choice to her.

    The “unusual” behavior caught her attention!

    She decided to follow the prompt because it was so unusual.

    The detour was uneventful, and put them back on I 65 avoiding a complete accident-related shutdown.

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • November 30

    Sacred Stories

    Her mother passed on November 30.

    One week later, thinking about her sister, she looked up her sister’s obituary.

    Looking at the obituary, she was stunned to see that she too had passed on Nov 30.

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Cookie Magnet

    Sacred Stories

    Missing her grandmother, wishing she could have talks about parenting, she and her young son stopped to visit some friends. Asking, “Can he use one of these?” the friend reached into the cupboard and took out a Tupperware sippy cup. It was just like the one her grandmother had.

    A little bit later looking for some appropriate toys, the friend produced a couple of refrigerator magnets: an Oreo and a chocolate chip cookie—just like her grandmother had!

    “I was really missing my grandma. So glad to know she is right here with us today!”

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Snake!

    Sacred Stories

    They had both been in Florida almost three months. He had stopped by on his bike.

    “I have not seen any snakes this year,” she commented.

    “I haven’t either, ” he responded.

    A few minutes later as he was leaving the house, they saw a snake in the carport!

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Pearls from Clams: Cinquain

    Does it make sense to you that when you keep bumping into something in your life, it is about you rather than just about what (or whom) you are bumping in to? That has been happening for me again. I enjoyed using a new poetry form to gain insight and freedom.

    The form of poetry is called the American Cinquain.(See Cinquain.org)

    Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914) was an American poet best known for establishing the five-line form known as the cinquain.

    She had a deep appreciation for metrics and was an admirer of Japanese tanka and haiku. Her cinquain was developed partly as an American analogue of these forms.

    Her poetry was published posthumously in 1915 in a collection titled Verse.

    She is considered one of the first Imagist poets.

    The insight gained related to a struggle I had had at Holistic Alliance—wanting to please everyone, thereby sacrificing my own integrity and the integrity of the relationships with everyone else. I hope you will enjoy the poetry!

    Regret
    Unbidden, pervasive
    Wrenching, gripping, haunting
    Makes a poor bedtime partner
    Remorse

    Forgiveness
    Sweet, welcome
    Freeing, expanding, relieving
    Opens one’s heart to new beginnings
    Mercy

    Ashes
    Broken promises
    Our dreams dashed
    Can we ever recover
    Willing

    Humor
    Brings healing
    Makes us laugh
    At or with others
    Lightheartedly

    Nature
    Once feared
    Then sadly forgotten
    What will the future
    Hold

    The truth
    My honesty
    Why give anything else
    When all is given to the self
    Live clean

    In one form, your last line should be a synonym of your first line. It should mean exactly the same or nearly the same of that first word.

    Friends
    Such treasures
    Some for life
    Some for a time
    Beloveds

    Passion
    Wild, hot
    Wickedly, wantonly, willingly
    Giving over to my heart’s desire
    Devotion

    Great stuff can come from inner struggle just like pearls from clams…

    Here are more related websites about the form, thanks to Gail, president of Pine Island Writers!

    http://examples.yourdictionary.com/cinquain-examples.html

    http://hrsbstaff.ednet.ns.ca/davidc/6c_files/Poem%20pics/cinquaindescrip.htm

    http://www.readwritethink.org/files/resources/lesson_images/lesson43/RWT016-1.PDF

  • The Leprechaun

    Sacred Stories

    His friend was very Irish, so he called him “The Leprechaun.”

    One day he teased him: “If you’re a leprechaun, where’s your pot of gold?”

    At that moment, they both stopped and looked around at the splendor of their beautiful lakeside residence and a profound knowingness came over the two of them.

    They were living in it!

    These are sacred stories. Have one to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Old Enough

    Do you remember wanting to be old enough for kindergarten? Old enough to stay home alone? Old enough to babysit? Old enough to drive a car? Old enough to vote or drink?

    Remember when you thought forty was old?

    One of the best things about age is its relativity. I was mother to a 3-year old. My nephew was riding in the car with me. “Aunt Deb, you could pass.”

    Looking around, I saw no other vehicles, “I could pass what?” I asked.

    Motioning to my hands on the steering wheel, he said, “You could pass for a teenager.”

    I was 19!

    Do you remember the Ivory liquid commercial with the teenager and her middle-aged mom comparing hands? In that commercial, the mom’s hands could pass for those of a teenager because she used the correct dishwashing soap!

    I am now old enough to know my hands could not pass for those of a teenager.

    I’m glad.

    I sometimes miss seeing my younger self in the mirror. I am surprised by the crepey skin.

    I’m glad I’m old enough for more important things.

    I’m old enough to choose comfortable shoes.

    Remember the pointed-toe spiked-heels?

    I am old enough to value women friends.

    Gone are the days of blowing off our girlfriends because we got asked out by a boy.

    Old enough to be honest about what we want. That was quite an adjustment.

    “No, I’m really not comfortable with thus and so; given the choice this is what I’d do or where I’d go.”

    I remember the summer morning in 1995: robins singing, sun streaming through the window. I sat on the sofa and I knew—with every fiber of my being—I was going to spend the winter in Tennessee bonding with our new grandchild who was due in October. “I am going to go to Tennessee for the winter,” I later told my husband, “I hope you can get your ducks in a row so you are able to go with me.”

    Gloria is in her 90’s. Buried her son when he was in his 50s. She says about that, “By far the hardest thing I’ve done.”

    Nancy’s in her 80s. She takes her therapy dog to hospitals and schools three days a week and still maintains her house and garden.

    I’m not yet 70, but I’m old enough. Caroline Myss writes, “But now I feel that I have reached that age where I can speak more openly about the hidden realm, mysticism, and the wonders of all things holy and Sacred.”

    I am old enough to know I would rather be close than right. I would rather be honest than accepted.

    I am old enough to know that just because not everyone one talks to dead people doesn’t mean I am crazy because I do. After all, I don’t just talk to them, they talk to me.

    And I am old enough to know we don’t have to agree to agree to be kind and compassionate.

    Ah, yes, old enough for that….

    1/15/2017 ~ Debra Basham