Two days ago, I received a “message” that spanned the mundane and the spiritual. At first, I didn’t get it, then hours after the actual event, I began to receive thoughts as to WHY this event occurred in the first place.
So two days ago, here I was, struggling to put up a framed picture back up on the wall and really not succeeding. I changed positions, as I extended the nail protruding from the wall out to give me a better chance to get the frame hanger (tiny triangle shaped) to hang on this nail on my wall. Again and again I tried, no luck. Again I changed positions, and this time my head hit the crucifix that was over my headboard of my bed (OUCH!) and in so doing, that crucifix jumped right off that wall and went crashing down to the rug. In the course of its path, it managed to hit my head again (OUCH!) and hit the headboard as well. GROAN! I did NOT want this to happen, believe me, and I was very reluctant to look under the bed to see the “damage”. I put the crucifix out of my Mind, and continued to put that picture frame back on the wall. Finally, it got hung. Whew! It seemed to go right back on that nail once that crucifix managed to fly off my wall. Why? I realized I was SO tense. In taking a huge inbreath, I told myself to relax for yes, you can do this! And soon afterwards, yes, that picture was hung. HUGE sigh of relief from me whooshed out of me!
I slid off my bed and as my feet hit the floor, it was time for me to assess the “damage”. I knelt down, looked under the bed, and there I saw my crucifix broken in two, the rosary that had been on it laying in a heap, and to my surprise, one of my lavender sachets on the rug next to this crucifix, which to my knowledge, had been on my bed the last time I saw it.
DARN! That crucifix represented a time in my life that if I had not the inner strength and GOD that I do, I would not be alive today. The rosary also, was very special. My uncle, my Godfather, was a priest in the Catholic Church, and when he became ordained, he did so in Rome. That rosary was his, and it was blessed by the Pope. My uncle is now not of this world but when he was, he and I connected at a very deep level, for he too was a Seeker of Truth, he too walked Love, he too anchored Light and the Higher Realms to this earth. Getting one of his hugs, was like being transported to Heaven, and you just never wanted to be released. Honest I miss him! More then I can say!
Now, that part about my Uncle was NOT planned for these hands to write. I went wandering down Memory Lane there a bit. I wonder how this is going to now tie in with what I had PLANNED to write. Ya never know what these hands of mine are going to type!
Let me get back to the Message. As in all Messages I receive, I receive them either instantaneously in One Knowing, or in bunches, as a puzzle so to speak, being given one piece, thinking about that, and then receiving an additional piece. This Message was the second way of receiving. It came in separate “packages”. Now for this messenger to pull it all together in order to make sense to you. It makes sense to me, for all I have to do is “think” about this Message and I get it in full, just like a snap of a finger.
Let me begin with the “struggle” of getting the framed photo back on the wall. I was tense. I was upset. I was in an emotional state. So therefore (of course) my energy was not conducive for allowing anything to unfold smoothly. (remember this……it is part of the Lavender sachet’s part of the Message).
Then I hit my head (WAKE UP!) on the crucifix (BURDENS, CROSS TO CARRY), and that crucifix flew off the wall. OK. Let’s get to the Message part. Spirit, guide my hands and Mind so that I speak clearly and correctly. Thank you.
In the falling and in the breaking, the Crucifix told me the era is now over where once we were carrying the “heavy burdens ourselves” and the crosses we bore, are no longer a reality. We have been FREED of our own doing, for we have consistently insisted on bringing in the New and with the assistance of this Glorious Energy, have begun to create a New World. The heaviness has now been replaced with Light-ness. The “old way” in our lives where we continuously held so many responsibilities is now over. WE can choose to believe this, OR we can choose to try to glue “our Crucifixes back together and hang the back on the wall”, symbolizing that we are hanging on to the old, refusing to have FAITH that the new is truly here.
Do you know I actually contemplated gluing that cross back together? Then my Heart said NO! and I with great reverence, put it with the Rosary in one of my drawers. Speaking of the Rosary, it reinforced the Message of the Crucifix by again telling me, that the old system of “religion” is now no longer valid. Something new is coming to replace it, and many will be surprised. It also spoke of my relationship with my Uncle and all he represented in my life, inclusive of how I felt about him, and with this “new”, that too is about to change.
Do not ask me how. I do not know. I just know I am open to allow the new to unfold in my life, and to accept, letting go of control, just BEing………
During that day, I picked up my afghan that I am making, and really, and I mean REALLY looked at it. Here I am, with only 3 more rows to go and this afghan, just by sight, is too small. Sure enough, I laid it out, measured it, and I was shocked to see that it is 8 inches less then what the pattern says the finished afghan’s dimensions are. What? I double checked to make sure I was using the correct gauge crochet hook. Yes I am. Granted I am using a softer yarn then what the pattern actually called for, which means there are less strands that make up the diameter of the yarn itself, BUT to come up 8 inches short? No. This of itself would not make a difference. At least not that much of a difference.
I went to get out another afghan I had crochet and I compared the two. AH! Now I see! The actual stitches that I am presently using in the unfinished afghan are smaller then the one that is finished. So, that means the actual pattern is wrong for it is impossible to get the right dimensions with the stitches that are called for in this pattern.
I sat back. Hmmmmm………I looked, REALLY looked and then I heard:
We are now in a new era in which all that we know, inclusive of all of our experiences, will not be enough. We are going to have to learn how to build upon that which we have already created, by creating, something NEW by using those foundations of the OLD that we have created out of LOVE. We are to learn how to proceed, without pattern or blueprint, and to create using our intuition, our innate Gifts, our hands, and WING IT! Trust that what we are now creating will culminate in something extraordinary and absolutely stunningly beautiful. Remember, this is NEW, not ever done before, and so, you have two choices. One, you can choose to fall into fear and say, “OH, but I don’t know how to do this!” or two, “YES! Let me at least try and I shall do my very best!” We are now entering a brand new era, and all of the new creations each of you shall begin to make, will contribute in some way, to this new era.
In the picture I took, there are several things I want to point out to you. The afghan represents what you have already created in the “old paradigm”. The ball of yarn represents the energy potential you have before you. The length of unused yarn waiting to be created with, is the energy potential set before you to use, by your own creativity, to create your NEW. The ONLY way the NEW is going to appear is by YOU creating it, for energy, in of itself, creates NO-thing. It must have someone (you and me) to create with in order for that energy to manifest. If not, that energy will remain energy, unseen, and untapped.
To be honest with you, this situation brings to the surface “fear factors”. Questions barrage my Mind which I have to literally push away. The “what IF” syndrome raises it ugly head. What IF this afghan will look unbalanced when I am finished with it? What IF the stitches I use don’t look right? What IF after I do all that work, this afghan just doesn’t look right? Hmmmmm…….What IF. Well, the ONLY way I AM going to find out what this afghan will look like after I add to the pattern and make a continuing border so that it is larger is to actually pick up the crochet hook and DO NEW.
Worse case scenario. The afghan doesn’t look balanced or right. So what????? I rip it out and try again. At least I will know what isn’t working so that I can try again and see if something else will work. The KEY here is NOT to give into fear and NOT to give up. Remember, we all are stepping into Virgin Land here, and none of us has a “pattern” as to what to do. The only way the NEW can become substantial in our lives, is to first create it, become comfortable with that, and continue building NEW once the NEW becomes established. This is the never-ending NOW Moment that ripples outward, making New Realties for all eternity.
I bet you thought I forgot the message from the Lavender Sachet. No. I did not. ( smile) For those of you who don’t know, Lavender when inhaled produces a relaxation effect on the nervous system. It just smells so good that the immediate result is an “Oh that is wonderful!” and thus one becomes relaxed.
That is the Sachet’s Message: RELAX!
For IF you are not relaxed and all tied up in knots, the Energy will not be able to be even recognized by you. This New requires Faith, Fun, and to BE in a state of relaxation so that your Brilliancy can bubble up to the surface, in which you shall create a-new! The more you struggle (re-member the part in this story about me not able to get the picture rehung due to being tense?) the more creativity will elude you, the more frustrated you shall become, and the more stuck you will feel.
Let go, BE FREE, use your imagination, and know even if you do get it “not quite right” the first time, there is NO-thing stopping you in trying again, using a different method. Go ahead! Create! Be inventive! Be daring! Have FUN! In so doing, YOU and ME will be creating, spinning, a brand new world. This is just ……… WOW!
***I wish to THANK Dominique for his sweet encouragement this morning, which in actuality, spurred me on to write this article! Dominique, without you, this would not BE. (((HUGS)))***