About Me

"You can transcend the dream of fear and live a different life"

                                                                                         Don Miguel Ruiz

I was asked a question about what I am thinking when I wake up...the short answer is that the thoughts are always different. Usually reflecting whatever I am most recently obsessing about. But after a while other thoughts come to me, demanding an awareness.

My Soul wants me to take this question seriously...what am I thinking when I wake up? The question needs to be changed to what thoughts do I notice when I first awake? The truth is these thoughts come and go through no effort of my own. I just attach myself to some of them. Since our thoughts determine the essence of our lives it is probably a good idea to choose the ones that bring us the feelings we would like to experience. If these chosen thoughts lift us up and make us feel lovingly supported and expansive and worthy then we can know that the source from which they come, is God.

So my morning ritual is something like this: On waking I take a moment to listen...sometimes the chatter that is my mind is quiet, so I listen for the sounds of birds or ducks on the lake or city sounds. I stretch and open my eyes to notice the light and gauge the time. If thoughts are vying for my attention I sometimes quickly write them down for later action as I have come to know that these whispers from my dreams are guiding me to grow. By writing them down I free my mind to just notice   the way the light comes in through the windows and the sound of my husband sleeping. I hear the sound of my feet walking  across the wooden floor in my room then feel the chill of the travertine tile as I step into my bathroom.

Splashing water on my face I look into the mirror and see another truth...she is not me. I have learned to be gentle with her when once I was harsh. I look deeply into those eyes wanting to know more than I do, but today is not the day, those truths will be told and the animals need to be fed and walked. The day beckons and, most days, I am happy to oblige.