TRUE THEN, TRUE NOW...WE HAVE A CHOICE

I was talking with some friends recently, and they each by their individual stories was explaining, justifying, in fact, to each other and to themselves why they are stuck in their own stuff.

I was reminded of a dream of mind from back in the day: I was blindfolded and held to what? a tree, it seemed. There were heavy gray steel chains holding me there, immobile. I couldn't make a sound so only my head heard my cries. I was terrified.

My grandmother, who was part-Cherokee and who lived in her third-eye world, walked by and said, "Oh for heaven's sake, girl. You've stood here so long, you're covered with cobwebs...shake those off and get going."

My blindfold disappeared. I looked down at myself and realized I'd invited my rues, regrets and remorses to masquerade as heavy gray steel chains...they were nothingness, just gray wisps of fear.

That was a powerful dream that is still giving me gifts. For I've come to understand that those gray wisps of fear, like cobwebs, are really hard to get rid of completely. They will cling to us, hiding in the most unexpected places...in our minds, of course, in the unexplored hidey-holes of our minds.

I believe the reason they are so hard to be rid of is that once found we immediately begin to justify them, give them provenance, if you will. We loose our reasoning mind on them, trying to fix by figuring out...why? Why do I do, think, feel, say, believe, act, react this way? That's just giving life to the cobwebs, binding us tighter to the fear.

The exact moment that we recognize a cobweb is the exact moment to say "Thank You," and turn our thoughts to things of God...sunshine, seashores, kitty cats and puppy dogs. It is in that instant that we have a choice...go with an unseen power who has proven to be loving, beneficial and on our side...i.e., God? Or with an unseen power who has proven to be harsh, with talons of torture and on our back...i.e., our reasoning mind?

It is proof of the power of our reasoning mind that we stick with it for so long...pride of ownership, I reckon.

Again...true back in the day, true today: choose ye this day whom ye shall serve.

Thank You.