We are worth the effort it requires to move our minds to Love. We are worth the time of waiting, in patience, for Knowing to arrive. Every moment, every second that we open to simply being willing for Love to enter is a moment offered to Eternity; a moment offered to healing, a moment offered to Unity.
Love does not announce itself with trumpets and cymbals. It simply settles slowly, quietly, gently, beyond sense-perception. So we must wait in patience and take the effort to move our minds to join the quiet stillness of Love. Here we rest. Here is Peace. Here is all we want and need.
I’ve hit the wall. I usually hit the wall much earlier in the Journey, around day 9, 10, or 11, so I am thankful that it has held off this long on this Journey.
Sometimes the wall looks like doubt, sometimes it looks like cynicism, sometimes it looks like despair. Today it looks like uninspired. I think, actually, I hit the wall yesterday, but I could not admit it to myself, much less publicly. So I tried to write something… and what I wrote yesterday felt uninspired, don’t you think? Maybe I shouldn’t admit that.
Today, I still feel uninspired. Bland. Neutral. Colorless.
It was three days ago that I wrote, “Worth is absolutely connected to material things, like money, but I have not even addressed that (yet)…This will be the direction for the rest of this Journey, bringing all this together a little better.” And yet, I still have not addressed Worth as a well-rounded idea which includes physical/material things. And I am still waiting–it’s been on my mind; writing about it just hasn’t been “right”. Especially not today. I want to get that right, and do it well, so today is not the day.
This Guiding Thought says, “We are worth the time of waiting, in patience, for Knowing to arrive”. I am waiting now, I guess, waiting for inspiration.
Waiting is hard to do. I get worried when I have to wait like this. How do I know what I am waiting for will arrive? How can I be assured that I will not be stuck in waiting? What am I supposed to do while I am waiting? (Do you see how the theme of my wall fits in with the theme of the day?)
When in doubt, write about what you feel–that’s the trick. Forget about what you “want” to write, forget about what you think you “should” write, and write about the wall, write about feeling uninspired or worried or doubtful.
The writing changes the river, changes your experience of it. That change is always enough to ensure not being stuck. The writing pulls you into a new place without effort. The flow changes easily. Everything becomes new. (>Woot!< Yesterday’s article comes through!)