Receptivity

Today I remind myself to remain receptive - to allow the strength of what is true to move through me.

So much of the time I've caught myself jerking around through space like a control freak; if someone in my family is sick or upset my automatic response is to reign it in, squelch it with my force of will. Making appointments is a huge challenge and distraction for me; over and over again I try to master time and space with my personal version of what should be happening and how it should look. The net result of all that silly micro-managing is invariably frustration, not just my own, but extended out to every poor soul who gets stuck dealing with me when I am in "contoller" mode. (Trust me, Brit Bergesen who cuts my hair, and Dr. Ruth Demonteverde, my daughter's pediatrician, can attest to the fact that I am apt to change appointments four and five times over to get things "just right." Nothing is ever made just right through force of will.

The way to appropriately glide through space is by being receptive. Receptive can be scary because it involves remaining open and vulnerable. When we aren't receptive it is a sign that we are frightened somehow, easily drawn away from Truth by distractions. We all have our pet distractions; for me it's making appointments and micro managing my imagined future. Recognizing those distractions for what they are - seductive pulls away from what's real - helps clear the necessary mental space to get back into alignment.

Once we are clear and receptive we are open to the power of the real creative force; then it is simple and obvious what to do in each given now moment without distracting our self with fake scenarios of the future. Being receptive connects us to the part of self that is immutable - that can heal the world in the blink of an eye.

Today I remember the power of receptivity.