#weeklyreflections

 

This past week, definitely felt like I was about to burst. Everything felt like it requires the efforts of my entire life to complete. But here I am, still breathing still living still doing. 

Relevant.

I started a larger sized dream catcher. 

I usually can get them done quickly and well without much force.

This go around, I was forcing it.

I got all the way to the center ring and pull too tight allowing too much tension, and POP!! About 3 freaking beads literally stapped in half and shot across the room, leaving huge holes in my work. 

The how was "tension".

So I went and undid the entire dream catcher and attempted to change the how. Still in progress.

#weeklyreflections

So…has anyone else felt like their throat, nose, and sinus have transformed their membranes into rugged sand paper? This week I've had to work around some allergy and sinus issues that have made things way less fun. 

Of course, it has sort of been on and off. Little allergy outbursts where my eyes, throat, and nose feel so dry and itchy and MAD. Thankfully, there have also been some clearer moments sprinkled in. 

In the middle of an "allergy fit" so to speak, I noticed how much tension I let into my body.

I would scrunch my nose, forcing air in and out to "clear the mucus".

I would shrug my shoulders up as I rubbed my itchy nose and aggressively attempted to hock loogees (a professional term) to "get the bug out". 

In those "tense" moments I felt like this:

"WHY MEEEEEEEEE?!?! I JUST WANT A REGULAR FACE THAT DOESN'T ITCH AND FEELT DRY!!!! WAAAAAAA…."

I definitely feel, in my own experiences of suffering, that my brain instantly wants to convince me I am totally alone in the situation. That I'm alone, and no one else in the world has experienced this same suffering and that it will never go away.

What a silly mind.

We are never alone in suffering. In fact, it is the suffering that creates our most potent abilities to connect with one another. It's called compassion.

Com= with/together

Passion= to suffer

It is the greatest kind of love. To come down and suffer with someone, or to accept someone willing to suffer through with you. It turns out, tons of people are experiencing the same feelings with their sinuses and such. Perhaps some seasonal shift effect. I was never truly alone, just fussing too loudly to realize the presence of company.

#weeklyreflections

This was such a relevant teaching for me this week.
Such an emphasis on keeping your head in the present moment.
Not letting the mind pull you into past or future.
I pulled this little #wisdomnote from the jar the weekend I left my parents phone plan.
I had a perfect idea of how things would go.
I would get to leave the family plan without any fees
And then I would punch in my phones info to join a new online phone company.

Didn't exactly flow that way.
I failed to do more in depth and upfront research on the company I'd plan to join.
Which set me back, ALOT
So, if you've tried to contact me via phone/text lately, I'm sorry I couldn't respond!
I've been without phone/text/internet right in my palm for about a week.

Initially, it felt like I was missing a huge something.
Like I was regressing because of the lack of connection.
I couldn't access whatever information I wanted, whenever I wanted.

This piece of wisdom kept me a float.
Reading it every morning helped me to access the information right in front of me.
When ever I wanted.
I really came to understand how much distraction I allow
to stop me from filling up my free time in a more productive manner.
It's crazy.
I've loved it.
I've been tapping into free wifi just to keep my blog and #100daysofgratitude going.
And to manage some mini bits of online business.
Other than those little moments of free wifi,
I'm forced to look my free time in the face
forced to really think about what actions I want to plant right now
in order to potentially see a certain fruit later.

Life reminding me through my own little situation to return to the present moment.

#weeklyreflections

Week 2. 

So...is anyone else a slight control freak?

Wanting to have a death grip on every single moment, so that things are comfortable, predictable, self-gratifying?

A predictable life is not a true life. 

Life by its very own nature is insecure.

Life by its very own nature is temporary and fleeting. 

When we try so hard to run the show, we forget that this life isn't necessarily "ours". It is the greatest gift, that we must savor and perhaps later return. There are greater plans attempting to work through our beings. Plans that are nourishing to the whole of humanity once fullfilled. Nourish the whole and each part is nourished, too. 

When we boss around life, giving it a name, and putting it on a leash, we are no longer in free relationship to it. We close off the open communication between ourselves and our experience. 

Planning requires a future mind. 

Of course, there is some practicality in making a plan. However, I'm learning as I go that I can plan all I want, writing the most amazing story for myself, only to continually find myself at point of realization that the best plan is to plan on being repeatedly surprised, shaken, and recreated. 

Quit stressing out over your story line, and just live the story with as much heart as you can. 

It's heart that ties you too this moment. The richest experience of NOW ❤️

Can you think of a time when you crafted a perfect plan, dotted every -i and crossed every -t only to find out that life decided to unravel in a completely opposite direction? 

Share your experiences with this in the comments or join my email list !

I'd love to hear from you. 

This week, I had the perfect plan of hopping off of my parents' phone plan and joining the big girl world of having my own phone bill. I had every step planned out, polished and smooth. Turns out the company I'm switching too doesn't consider my phone compatible, which is a whole other can of worms. This leaves me phone-less for the week….not what I planned. 

BUT, no phone/internet requires a greater demand of creativity and present-mindedness, qualities that enrich humanity as a whole…it wasn't my plan, but it seems like it is working out for the greater good of things. 

Perhaps life is really calling upon my heart to come out and play a little more this week. 

Until next week loves. <3

Xoxo 

Miss Dee

#weeklyrelections

This. 

I filled a little jar 

with 50 little pieces 

of brain food 

Harvested from my heart 

to help me endure 

each work week.

This is week 1.

First concept is such a truth for me.

Every person I encounter 

Every situation 

Is a medicinal dose

Prescribed to crack me open

To burst my seems

To unleash my highest 

To deliver my dreams 

Especially the uncomfortable moments

The irritating moments 

Where one is vulnerable, exposed

Uncertain.

Wanting to close up, run away, escape.

I experienced a lot of those this week.

Facing unpredictability

Groundlessness

Breathing helped me 

Take in the moment's medicine.

Opening up, again and again.

Living life's lessons. 

Follow along each week to see what kinds of brain food I'm consuming in the attempt to keep it together by, sometimes, letting it fall apart. 

<3 xoxo

DeeEm

Thursday Happenings

Creative space with a sweet sweet sister. Peanut butter icecream, avocado, colored pencils and paint all included. Deep convos on love & life not pictured :)

Post play date plantains...I always forget about their deliciousness. Yum yum. 

Post-play bug bites...biggest one I've had in a while...not so yum.

Thank you bugs

Thank you sista friend 

Thank you plantains & PB icecream.

Thank you Thursday happenings. 

Amen <3

Cold Rainy Days in a Hot Summer Month

Cold and rainy weather. Not hatin' just statin'. It's happening, and this is how it's happening for me :) 

Naturally Yours: Southwestern Chicken Soup

Featuring: state of the art cat hair

 A supportive kitty and cozy blanket make practice tests way eaiser... Too bad neither can come with. Testing accomodations include: small grey warm hairballs and red blankets, please. 

Warm brown liquids and slippers and a few Manji whiskers. 

#rainydayrecipe

What's is yours?