The Day of What Is

All that hoo-ha about the special UV rays from Universe-2 bathing us in million-power amplification yesterday (1 day only!!!) got me thinking. Actually, it got me feeling. Feeling the perfection, moment by moment, whenever I "tuned in," that there was no need to reach out to some illusion of perfection just beyond my grasp.

It all is. Right now. Every moment.

In Gladwell's book "Blink," he talks about the rules for spontaneous creation, as per improv comedy. And the basic rule is: we agree to what is happening right now.

OH, have I had some fun with that over the past few weeks. WHAT IF we actually agree to what is happening right now?

I tried it with my new class - naming the agreement that brought us together. It was phenomenal - as if a whole new force of information could unleash itself and pour through us.

I tried it last night with my most needy, demanding, disrespectful, abusive client. (ok! I agree that you're so specially needy that no therapeutic observation or suggestion is remotely relevant to your specialness!!!!) And the backlash was intense. WOW - what part of her psyche lives entirely on conflict - using rejection for nourishment - eek - when assaulted, assault back - ouch, that would be on me.

It was freaky. Like she couldn't find my familiar resonance to smack around, and this was pushing the hot button. And it was from a willingness to AGREE with her as she was.

Must be some powerful stuff behind this. Just how much energy do we use to keep ourselves from the simple presence and truth of what IS right now, in us?

So today, I am going to continue the experiment of The Agreement of What Is Right Now.

Right Now: I am basking in the blessed silence of my house, even though all of us are right here at home. I am feeling a different pulse of something in my midline (contentment?) I am feeling the freedom of a new rhythm - busting my ass out there on the road with teaching and consulting, then coming home to rest - which lets me be home without worrying about money!!!

Right Now: I am finding a way to settle in a bit deeper with the unknowns of starting graduate school on 10/30. In the ever-dynamic dance of "puke vs excitement," excitement is definitely gaining an edge. I may even get brave enough to install the software that I had to buy, and look at the textbook that is arriving today.

Right Now: I am at peace with so much of my past, including all that turned out horribly "wrong," including the big big disappointments and the losses, oh. the losses. It is all right, right now. Peace with all that makes lots of room for the new things that are lining up, even as I type.

Right Now: I say yes to what is, even if I can't name it all. I say yes to the stubborn, truthful me that refuses to be ruled by the rules. That won't even engage in an argument about refusing the rules. It just is what it is.

And so we are. And so we move along.

On the Day of Agreeing to What Is.

Mountain Woman

I've been in Bozeman for a week now. Did lots of clinic work, and now I'm half-way through the first class of the trip. And somehow I'm landing in a big Montana way.

I zip around town as if I belonged, and so far I've had more of a social life than I do in Florida. I'm being welcomed into this community.

And I'm finding how to be here on my own terms. So many people are waiting for us to move here, complete with expectations and hopes of how it will be. But somehow I am feeling my big energy emerge - MY TERMS of landing here.

I found myself naming just that tonight, as I finished an appointment with a local therapist. And she smiled and took the leap, declaring "Welcome to Montana, Mountain Woman!"