WHAT YOU FOCUS ON GROWS
I was feeling both convicted and uplifted by this thought this past week. I got sidetracked by some healing worries that were robbing me of being in the moment. I was gently reminded by someone that I was worrying and getting away from my self. It’s true. I was losing my way. These were such good and loving words in a time in which I was feeling stressed — and fearful. I love that this person cared enough to steer me back to my inner self. To that place that lets me rest in the present moment. All will be well. All is well.
The power of the mind (and the heart and the soul and the spirit) never cease to inspire me into a state of wonder. When I focus on positive things, amazing things happen. When I focus on negative outcomes . . . I don’t feel like me. I feel like I am being held captive by my own mis-directional thoughts. When I no longer allow myself to be a captive, I choose to focus on those thoughts that will allow growth, healing, laughter, and love in my life. This is SO much better.
Marianne Williamson writes in A Return to Love: “The more we learn about the light within us, the easier it ultimately becomes to forgive ourselves for the fact we’re not perfect yet.” Perfection is one of those elusive concepts that is undefinable. We instinctively aim toward Perfection, yet we don’t know what it looks like or where it lies. It’s like hunting phantoms that skirt our perimeters of awareness. We think we would know how it would feel if we “attained” it, but I am not so sure. I think we would keep thinking that we weren’t quite there yet. Like there is some extra super-duper level of perfect that exceeds 100%.
What all of this leads me to conclude is that Now is Perfect. I will never experience more Perfection in my life than that which lies in this very moment. Perfect is neither an A in French Phonology nor graduating magna cum laude with cords, pins, and honors. It is not a promotion at work, and it isn’t a marriage proposal in Paris. It isn’t slipping easily into your skinny jeans, and it isn’t pulling a pan of sky-high cream puffs out of the oven.
Marianne Williamson: “A spiritual teacher from India once pointed out that there is no such thing as a gray sky. The sky is always blue. Sometimes, however, gray clouds come and cover the blue sky. We then think the sky is gray. It is the same with our minds. We’re always perfect. We can’t not be. Our fearful patterns, our dysfunctional habits, take hold within our minds and cover our perfections. Temporarily. That is all.”
Whew. All will be well. All is well. I’ve got this. I can relax into the grey-sky moments, knowing that there is blue sky behind the clouds. There is going to be that sunset that pierces the clouds with a radiance that inspires wonder and affirms love. True love that douses fear with its fire.
When I remain in a loving state, I am in blue-sky country. In blue-sky country, I feel myself re-adjusting my focus — the aim of my life’s trajectory . . . no longer toward Perfection but toward Love. I might not always experience Perfection — in the sense of my physical humanity and the interactions that my day encounters. But I can certainly extend the reach of my capacity to Love — which grows its own brilliant Perfection. It is such a great feeling to reach through and part that curtain of Grey and get a glimpse of Blue. I feel so. much. love and appreciation for those in my life who inspire me to extend my reach into the Blue. I thank them with my love and devotion. I feel so blessed.
I can pick up the phone. Write that letter. Express my love in action and in word. Tell my Sweetheart: I Love You. Completely lose myself in laughter with my Best Friend. Encourage the special people in my life who are wondering what’s goin’ on. Make new pathways to those who no longer feel close. Be spontaneous in accepting the unexpected. Show my doubts to the door. Grow more Love. Remember that the Grey is just a temporary veil that can and will alter its course. Blue Sky is always there. Is here. “What you focus on grows”: I am focusing on Blue Sky. It feels Perfect.