Morning Trip (291)

“When you are feeling the discomfort from seeing other people in a lackful or needy situation, and you decide to help them from your place of discomfort, no lasting value ever occurs, for two important reasons: first, you are not in alignment with the Energy of your Source, and so you have no real value to give; and second, your attention to their need only amplifies their need.

Of course, it is a wonderful thing to help others, but you must do it from your position of strength and alignment, which means you must be in alignment with their success as you offer assistance, and not in alignment with their problem.

When your awareness of their situation makes you uncomfortable and you offer help to make them feel better and to make yourself feel better, you are not in the Vortex and you are not helping. When you feel an inspired eagerness to offer something because you want to participate in their happy, successful process, your attention to their success harmonizes with the point of view of your Source; and the infinite resources of the Universe are at your disposal. And that does help.”

—Abraham

Excerpted from: Getting into the Vortex Guided Meditation CD and User Guide on November 01, 2010

Enthusiasm and Life On Life’s Terms

“Think on This…
. . . to meet the disturbing factors with as much joyousness as if they were bringing pleasure in the material sight, will alter . . . much in the heart and mind of the seeker. For that which is is a result of the thinking of individuals as related one to another.
Reading 610-1”

Hmm. I remember when I could do this and I could say this and I could really mean it!! I truly lived it. It wasn’t fluffy self-help garbage nor delusion. Today, as I read this in my inbox, part of me said, “YES!, Remember that!?! Yes! Do that!” Another part said, “Oh Bullshit!” It also muttered some choice curses. A part that I think is probably closer to the truth recalled how such things termed heavy now were pretty much the same, though different and I had that Joy, I wasn’t tired, I wasn’t as afraid. I wasn’t clinging with my teeth gripped onto a last shred of stability. I am smiling to have shared a few of these views today, out loud. I think that being positive also means sharing how things really are. I think that many of the nudges over the last few days from friends, strangers, and even enemies are my Higher Power nudging me a bit. I notice in my now kvetching to God about fruffy messages and all the hard work I’ve done meaning shit, IS AN ATTEMPT AT COMMUNION with my God. I am at my worst when I am out of that communion. I avoid it as I do not seem able to do it ‘properly’. THIS AVOIDANCE AND PERFECTION are danger signs for me. The invisible police attack and fine me. They tell me not to bother, and that I have other, perhaps better, or worse things to attend. I think God knows what I am screaming inside in frustration and in despair. I also think that I forget to ask. Forget to share–ok avoid sharing that which will seem like a rant, but is truly my real life. I can’t survive pretending it’s ok. I can’t survive by moving back toward the If Only This or That, THEN I will have joy, be ok, be grounded, have balance, find things that please me, fill in the blank.

The joy of seeing the nudges in the things that others write, allow me to borrow them, when I cannot do it myself. They remind me of what I did do, what I CAN do. They provide me with an open window that I cannot notice because I feel trapped inside a ‘house’ where I insist that the doors are all closed. I thank one and all for this sounding spark.

Lilac Art or Frustrated Lilac

I NEVER talk around my images. Now, since I said NEVER, I can now break the rules. I forgot to say YET. Today I am going to post two images. I reaaaaaaaaaaaaally dislike it when people writing try to grovel and apologize and to smear their defects of character all over while appearing to be larger than the defects. Sharing the shit right out seems to be more direct and honest for me, though I would question the wishes of a reader to read a journal-like sharing of someone’s cleaning of their side of the street. Caring about it at all, causes me to laugh at myself as it causes the I’m sorries and the trying to slide things in sideways that I claim to detest. Isn’t that funny (or not depending on perspective and amount if ingested tea)?

So, here we go. My one camera, that I am ever so grateful for, it was GIVEN to me, simply handed over!!! This camera has a few broken bits, it has a few things that caused it to be viewed as a bit strange and it stopped being made. It has all sorts of bells and whistles. I used it like point and shoot. Some people see the images that I get from the camera and they appear to wish to speak technically about focal whatsits and depth of water, I mean field and f-something, no not a tornado. I don’t know about those. The motor on the lens that I choose to use most often is broken, so I do that myself. I see things that I like and I do my thing.

The camera fix-it guru says…hmm this is the third time I’ve had to fix the white something or other–I can’t recall, wait! balance maybe?!?! Anyway, either I am bumping buttons or…something perhaps unpleasant. He just has me bring it back to ‘fix’ it. He is also learning the ‘errors’ in the camera that I like, and not fixing those to frustrate me. For some reason the camera turns reds into fuchsia! It’s a BITCH! Sometimes, the Sigma raw is OK, but when put into the Sigma software so that I can get the images off of the camera and open them–which involves converting from raw to jpeg, THE REDS AND SHIFTED TO FUCHSIA!! There are many many times that I do NOT alter my images. Thus, the Lilac Project that I am doing hasn’t many posts because they are NOT the RIGHT COLOR!!!!

I simply cannot post crap. I CAN post imperfections and remembering many admonishments about certain works and sacred items having a bit of imperfection left within them or worked in on purpose, I rather like to do that myself. But. IF lilacs are a soft lilac shade and the camera turns them fuschia, not even color temperature and saturation will EVER allow me to get it right. Right and Wrong can be dreadfully and utterly amazing for me, or a living Hell. (important to note, my other camera doesn’t exactly get the shade either and recalling the red tulip experience, I believe all cameras can have a red, yellow, blue issue) I don’t know enough about it to know if that is valid or just a nice way to get around telling me that I screwed up. Ok, so here is the original image.

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And this is what I did to it, the colors are better or more true to the bush, and then I simply played with it.

Lilac Art copyright

Does anyone know why the fuschia? I am frustrated. I might require Help. (or a hosing off)

Summer Reveries, Ralph, Bluefish Way and A New Computer

This is my first post on my brand new computer!!! It will take me quite a while to get through all of the images stored on my camera card and to get image softwares placed here for me to use! I am sooo excited.

Hazy summer dreams can be heaven. Feeling fuzzy and unmoving to me, can be hell. I am soooo glad to be able to feel like I can move forward thanks to friend Ralph at Bluefish Way. This computer was his present to me!!!! There just still are not enough Thanks!

Help Horrid Disaster…Please Someone Rescue….

There are sooooooooo many things labeled ‘self-help’. But, uhmm…self help comes from self, not some book written by some human that grabbed some tools from another guru, tweaked them a bit(or not) and spit them back out at others, while clinging to the words in desperation hoping that no one can see in the chinks that are left of them. Hoping the ‘Bliss Ninny’ brainwash might hold up enough to hold back others from seeing past all of the manifested things and items all stacked neatly around a pit in the center of one’s house. Who does the work to ferret out the pit into the light and then work diligently to at least keep it from getting larger?

After these writings–here and the world over, come the very very very long lists of disasters. The things that distract from one’s own side of the street and allow them escape and delusion. I was puzzled by the phenomenon especially today. So, I checked the blog post popularity list, the one that went OH NO A COMPUTER VIRUS was at the top! One is about the moon blowing up, one is about psychic scam, and another about a spam email–LIFE AND DEATH I TELL YA!

(FEEL THE ADRENALINE RUSH!!!)
(Play the dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun sound in head)
(feel tense and look for release that is coming)

I’m aware that life on life’s terms is what life is. But with all of the fruffy therapy and words that say it’s alll good, when a person really ought to be whacked with a brick and told to stop being a weenie and learn to stand up and take risks and so on and so forth. (see adrenaline gets me all rowdy, darn that Mars, cause well it’s certainly NOT MYYYYYY fault! 😀 )

So, I went looking online. I typed in people who rescue, people who rescue too much, people who need to rescue….
One of the searches yielded nearly 48 million reasons to help to save to jump for a cause!
I tried a few more search terms, and the issue that dysfunctional people can have….helping others to feed their own spirit, to make themselves feel better than someone else who they can deem as less fortunate couldn’t be found. Ok I didn’t really read all of them. I rather wanted to hang myself on today’s pirate costume after ten google pages of negative GAG!

This find was interesting and is good for a learning experience.

Then I searched rescue humor and I found this, equally funny. I put a few of the points here, click the link to see it all.
Three Steps to Building Your Own Conspiracy Theory (humor?)
1. Define Your Conspiracy Subject Matter
2. Identify The Agents Responsible For The Conspiracy
3. Connect The Dots
(here is the rest)

It amazes me that all of those shouting from the rooftops about the law of attraction and secret copy this or that, they operate on fear first to hook people into listening. No one would listen to any of it, if they didn’t listen to others tell them they didn’t have or weren’t enough. It is a GREAT way to get people to be dependent and needy individuals, who now have new lists to live up to, new shoulds to bury them in shit.

Oh darn! I’ve just blazed in with my Jolly Roger flyin and me pirate assertiveness raring for a good rescue!
How funny is THAT?!?! 🙂

Be Good to Yourself,
No one else will do it for you!
Elisa, One Aries