Change, Again...

It’s late September and the weather has changed again. It’s clear and dry (humidity-wise) and the nights are cool in the 50s and the days warm up nicely into the 80s.

The Winds Of Change are blowing again. That’s what Jim and I call it when it feels like the Universe is doing its changing game, taking pressure off one area of life and putting it on elsewhere.

Which is what the Universe does so well: Change. After all, if you look at everything, from a Spiritual viewpoint (meaning from a MUCH higher plane), all you can see is Change. It looks like Chaos down here. It’s not, it’s all part of this really far-out Cosmic Plan, but it’s ALWAYS CHANGING.

So part of the ability to keep one’s head about oneself (instead of going apeshit and flying into a dither when something doesn’t go as planned) is to remember that it’s all part of a Cosmic Plan and that it will always, ALWAYS work out exactly right.

I’m having to internalize this lesson now. I’m living in this house and only have to pay the utilities and lot rent to the park. The rest I live on. Right now I’m dealing with the realization that I have plenty, and I’m always taken care of. It’s ALWAYS that way. Especially when I remember that it’s all part of the Universe.

So all my fears and freaking out in August was for the purpose of my learning that it always all works out, exactly right, for the right reasons.

Now I'm gonna remember that, and well, for when I want something.

In the meantime, I’m feeling like all my sweating over the Market Day was for naught. Well, it was: I didn’t make any sales. In pure dogged determination I signed up for October, where we’ll see if it rains again. If it does, I’m not signing up for November or December, because it’ll mean I’m fucked, just fucked, and why should I be fucking up everybody ELSE’S Market Day when I should be staying home and letting the weather be nice?

But then just after this latest Market Day, when it rained in the morning and ruined the crowds we’d all been hoping for, I began to get this strong message to stop trying so hard. I realized I’d been pressing for sales, to get it all sold, to move product so I could get more, to MAKE MONEY!! Well, it didn’t work out that way. So I have to relax and let it flow. There’s a time for everything, and the time for my books wasn’t September’s Market Day.

I’m also getting this same message about Goal Setting: instead of being ultra specific, as so many books tell me, the True Way to get something is to see the result, and let the Universe bring it to me. I don’t need the details, because the Universe has already thought of it, created it according to my thought, far, far better than I ever could have imagined it. All I need do is set my intent.

So, I’ve made a list of what I want, and I’m letting the Universe handle it.

By the way, if you’re new to this blog, I use “Universe” instead of “God,” even though I think of those two as being separate identities because of the Christian way of making God “The Father.” I don’t see God like that, so I call my Higher Power “Universe.” It takes a bit of juggling to see the difference, but it’s there, for me.

I suppose I call it Universe because I see God as having to be prayed to, supplicated, begged. I don’t believe I have to fear anything from my Higher Power, like retribution or punishment, so I think of the Universe as being sort of like a huge entity that fulfills wishes/dreams/thoughts according to a Spiritual Law, that anybody can use to their own ends. And yes, you can use that Law to do harm. Keep in mind that there ARE consequences. Which is why I always think of what I want in the most genial terms. “Vengeance is mine,” sayeth the Lord, and I think that holds true for the Universe: “What Goes Around, Comes Around.”

Okay, so much for Theology. Now let’s talk about getting what we want out of life. Um, first, it’s not about getting anything “out of life.” It’s about working WITH life to get results we want. And that difference in attitude means the difference between fighting against all odds for something vs. going with the flow and letting it come easy.

So I’m abandoning the latest little goal-setting book’s demand that I delineate what I want down to the nth degree, including automobile accessories and number of windows in my new home, carpet color in the car and in the house, number of sales calls I’m gonna sell to this week and the amount of my check next week. It’s all fighting. Going with the flow looks like, “I want an extra $350-$400 a month.” Then the Universe will provide that cash, in a manner that not only fits what I want to do, but what I CAN do, or not do, to bring in more money.

You do, however, have to be careful of negative thinking. It’ll sink your desire faster than a New York minute. Positive thinking all the way is key.

And there’s my problem: I’ve been working this Positive/Negative Thinking stuff for the better part of 50 years, and it’s been an uphill battle all the way. I just seem to keep seeing the negative. Now, is that Race thought or is that My thought or is that what I was trained to think or is that something else? Well, it really doesn’t matter. What is true is that I, alone, control my mind, and I, alone, think my thoughts. So if I want to change my thoughts – change my mind, as it were – all I have to do is watch what I’m thinking and change neg to pos all the time.

Okay, enough. I had a good day today. I cleaned out a stand-up freezer that had prickly pear tuna juice all inside it where some bags of the stuff sprang a leak. It took almost a full hour to get all that goop out of there and the whole thing washed. It was really sticky. The juice is from the “tunas” which are the buds that support the flowers. The juice is bright reddish purple and makes into some really neat jelly. No, it’s not hot, it has several important nutrients that help your heart and circulatory systems. Neat stuff, not so neat when it’s all dripped down in the freezer.

After cleaning the freezer I left it open to air out and came home, went for a walk around the park and got in four laps. I timed the last lap and it was exactly ten minutes around. That’s with no stops or side trips. No talking to the neighbors or anything. Thankfully, the roadway was empty when I did the fourth lap, so I was able to time it. As I remember, it’s 8/10s of a mile around. If I took a side street up then circled around it’d be a mile and 2/10s, but I just went for the power walk, not the odometer-accurate track.

That put me as having walked at least 40 minutes. So I got my thirty minutes in. Now to do that every day, rain or shine. Maybe I need to get a raincoat?