Saturday, October 27, 2012

The Purple Scarf

           Thoughts, what are they and where do they come from exactly?  I often find myself lost in various thoughts about life and daily happenings.  Thoughts of how can I do this better or thoughts of what's next, why am I feeling this way... Then there are those really random thoughts of things that come to you that make me say WOW! I should have forgotten about this years ago, why does this particular thing/thought/memory keep coming back to me and why now?  Usually when these very random ones come in I just experience it and let it go.   However, today was a little different.  Today I was in the car driving and a vision of a purple scarf in a gift box came to me after I had been praying for some past loved ones that have left.  So as I sat there driving, I thought to myself why has this image recently kept popping up in my mindless wandering.  So I asked God, and who came to be but the loving spirit of Abel to deliver me the message.  I love receiving messages from God, but I must admit I absolutely love when they come delivered from Abel.  We miss him.  Lately it's felt like he's right here with us just observing not saying anything and not delivering any sort of energy other than his neutral presence into my awareness.  It is difficult sometimes knowing that he is right here with us and yet I can't just reach out and touch him.  So rather I've started energetically sending my love out to him and I know he enjoys receiving it.
After asking why does this image of the purple scarf keep coming to mind?  Abel finally was able to step in and deliver me the message.  Abel took me back through various moments before there ever was a purple scarf.  He showed me visiting my Great Grand Father William Walden.  Our family had taken a trip to Connecticut to visit him for his wedding.  My Great Grandmother had passed away a couple of years earlier, and since that time he had developed a new relationship with another women Rosemary. As kids we liked Rosemary and were happy to welcome her into our family, and we were even more excited to have another Great Grandparent added back into our lives.  During that visit we were at some type of store, and I remember at the time my favorite color was purple and I kept gravitating to all the things that were purple, and that is what I was shown.  
From there, Abel took me through some other memories of my Great Grandfather through the years, teaching us how to play poker for dimes, sneaking popcorn out of the bag on our way to see the 4th of July fireworks, and teaching us how to be kind to others through example.  I cannot remember him ever correcting our behavior, but rather he simply lead through example, he was a gentleman in the truest of forms.  He always held open doors for others always verbally expressed his appreciation for the kindness of others, and even coined the term in our family "Thank You for Your Courtesy", which today is not heard or spoken by anyone in our family without, feeling his presence within us.  This man whom we called Great Grandpa Bill was in fact not even really our grandfather in the biological family sense of things.  For he married my Great Grandmother Grace, well after the arrival of my Grandmother, but it didn't matter to us because he was family and we all loved him.  One year Great Grandpa Bill and Great Grandma Rosemary came to visit; it was shortly after all the holiday festivities.  They brought use each a gift.  I can remember we were having a fancy meal at Mountain Jacks Steakhouse and I was 8 or 9 years old at the time.  We were kids and so excited for presents wrapped up in beautiful packages with pretty bows and ribbons.  I remember opening mine excited to see what I might find, and yep you guessed it, the purple scarf.  It was a deep rich almost royal purple colored scarf, it was soft and had fringe on the ends of it.  I remember thinking after opening it, what a scarf, what do I need this for and it's purple yuck.  I remember looking up to say Thank You to them for my gift and as I was doing so I remember Great Grandma Rosemary saying to me and its purple your favorite color right?  I extended the courtesy to her and said yes it was and told her how much I liked it and even wore it out of the restaurant.  
See this right here is what is so amazing about Abel and how he teaches me.  All he had to do was simply show me all the various pieces without saying a word and then I am able to understand, what it is I'm supposed to be learning/seeing/getting. What a wonderful way to get a question answered.  I could elaborate but I'm assuming you get where this is going and where I am coming from.  
I remembered that simple gift because it was given with such love. It was searched for, it was a specific color, and it was beautifully and lovingly wrapped every detail of the exchange was perfect and beautiful.  After all gifts given with the best of love and intentions behind them are the best ones. However, as a child I was not fully able to understand this and was fearful of other children teasing me about it at school, but now as I've grown I can love and see the scarf and understand its meaning and the lessons it holds.  
Now you maybe be asking yourself do I still have the scarf and no I do not physically still have it.  Although apparently that doesn't matter because somewhere within me I still do have it and hold onto it otherwise this would not have kept coming back to me and resurfacing after all these years.  
After this mini lesson of realization my thoughts continued to take me further into this lesson, but I am going to stop here for now. Have you ever received a gift like this, a gift given with love but at the time you were unable to appreciate it?  

Monday, June 18, 2012

Are plans really our expectations?

Life is so interesting isn't it?  You really just never know for sure which way it may take you.  One morning fairly recently I woke and decided to jump in the shower.  For me the shower is not only a time for physically cleaning myself but it can be helpful in helping me to mentally cleans my mind and wake up/unwind.  Only problem is since kids my showers these days (ok let me be honest... if I get them) are often rushed or I have a kid in there with me and well that leaves very little opportunity for the previously stated.  When sharing the shower I just do what I got to do before the shampoo bottles are emptied or the bar of soap ends up under my feet.  I love that Eloise loves the shower and it is often a time saver from having to fill up the tub, for a bath for her, but sometimes as a person you just need those short intervals of time when you can be in your own space.    Alright back on track.  
I was in the shower and I was going through my usual thoughts of what I needed/wanted to get done that day and trying to reorganize, wake up, and collect myself.  Then all of a sudden in my mental rambling, BAM there is this huge stop sign in front of me. That shut me up, well mentally anyway and I just went about my hair washing.  After a good rinse, the mental chatter started up again in my head, saying...  "Why do you put expectation and set these silly must do's for your day?"  "Just accept the fact you don't know what to expect and go with it."  OK.... OK... I say to myself that makes sense just do what I can forget the rest it'll wait.  So the rest of my shower was spent in wonder of what unknown was going to come up for me that day.  I knew not to try and over think it.  I knew better than to try and hypothesis what it would be.  Frankly to be honest it was way to early in the morning for me to enter in that that kind of deep thought.  I just knew my day would be great whatever it turned out to be, and low and behold it was, a good day, nothing to extraordinary, just usual stuff, but I had a different perspective on my day and the ordinary was good.   Alright I'm not being totally honest here, most of my day was business as usual but the last part of my day was energizing.  I got to spend some impromptu time with my family, while at the same time viewing the Transit of Venus.  The best part was this all took place right in my own backyard.  
I suppose what I'm trying to get at here is it is all about perspective.  If we put expectations and plans on to many things then we can miss out on the real rewards and gifts of our day.  We can overlook the beauty of those moments we share with others, or the importance of the solitude we have with ourselves.  So I try to wake up expecting for the day to shift into what God's plan is for my day, and when those curve balls are thrown then it just makes them that much easier to catch.