Sunday, November 21, 2010

The Miracle of Blessing

Isaac Blessing Jacob, painting by Govert Flinc...Image via Wikipedia

I grew up in a home where we blessed our food before each meal. We knew that failure to wait for the blessing had dire consequences. Why, if we didn't wait for the blessing, we might suffer terrible gastro-intestinal pain, lightning might strike us dead right there at the dinner table rendering us unable to enjoy our last meal, or worse, we might not get dessert!

Blessing our food was a ritual in our home that was as sure as sunrise in the morning and sunset at night. It wasn't something to which I ever gave much thought-just one of those things I had to do like bathe or brush my teeth. Yet now that I'm an adult I appreciate the ritual of the Blessing as much more than a mundane habit forced on me by good Christian parents.

As human beings, we all have the ability to bless. The act of blessing is an acknowledgment that Spirit is present in everyone and everything with which we come in contact. When we bless something, we become aware of our interconnectedness with all things. My own experience with blessing, especially people and situations that are irritating to me, is an immediate humbling and release of all resentment or anger. I also find that in any situation where I give a blessing, I am also blessed.

A blessing doesn't have to be an elaborate, formal ritual. It can be as simple as saying, "Blessings to you," or "Bless this space." I've found this very helpful when driving. At one point, I found that I was experiencing road rage when other drivers cut me off or were otherwise reckless. I began simply saying, "Go with God" whenever another driver was being foolish. At first I admit I'd flip them off as I said it. But eventually I found that instead of making angry gestures I felt my heart open to the other driver and sending loving energy to them. It certainly cut down on my own stress level, and who knows what mishap it may have helped the other driver avoid?

I recently started a part time job as secretary at my mother's church. This is an opportunity for me to give back in a productive way to the people who were part of my "village" growing up. The work is mundane, and I'm definitely over-qualified for the position. However, as I print and fold bulletins and newsletters as part of my duties, I bless each one and ask that the people of this community know abundant blessing. I've blessed the work space asking that all who enter will be blessed. All very simple, and I wondered if it had made a difference. Just today one of the ladies commented that the office looks so nice now.

We never know who our blessings will touch or how far they may go. However, the ability to bless is a gift, and to miss an opportunity is to ignore our responsibility to use our gifts.

Thanksgiving is just a few days away. May you bless and be blessed in abundance, and may you know yourself as the blessing that you are.

Namaste!
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010

I Love You!

A copper Turkish coffee pot.Image via Wikipedia

I started this dreary, gray day by nearly falling out of bed. Don't ask me why-I didn't drink too much last night. When the alarm went off, however, I caught myself in mid-air right before crashing to the floor. Oh, well, that tiny mishap wouldn't shape my day.

Head for the coffee pot! Coffee always makes everything better first thing in the morning. I lift the pot to pour my first cup, and there's nothing there! Seems that although I prepared it the night before, no one bothered to turn it on this morning. Okay-I can wait ten minutes while it brews...

As I indicated, it's a rainy day, and I have to drive to my part time job in the rain this morning. This shouldn't be such a big deal. However, my little car, good as she is, tends to slip and slide on wet pavement. Alright-work isn't that far and I can take a less traveled route so my seriously reduced speed won't bother other drivers.

I'm now at work. Thank goodness the boss has the coffee ready when I get there. I love this job. Only three mornings a week, and I'm really over qualified for it. It's fulfilling for me because I'm rendering a service for people who I love. One priority I've been working on is a newsletter. I've done newsletters before. This should be a breeze... WRONG! I've worked for over a week to get a small newsletter out, and nothing I do works. Before I know it I've spent nearly the entire morning trying to figure out a program and I'm no closer to getting the newsletter out.

Time for a break. One at a time all the mishaps are nothing, but this computer problem is really working against my self-esteem. Let me check Facebook and see what's going on. A friend has shared a video, and I think I'll take time to watch it. It's probably uplifting music that will calm my mind and lift my spirit. I'm not really paying much attention-there is no music. But after about a minute into the video, I realize I'm smiling. I'm smiling and I can't help myself! The video consists of nothing more than different people saying "I love you." On the face, this isn't a great production. However, that simple video-those simple words from so many people I've never met-lifted me up and changed what was before a very trying day.

I love you! Namaste!
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