by Wendy Strgar January 10, 2010
Now that I have managed to really listen to the words I am saying, the next logical step is to listen one step back to the thoughts. Not saying the negative thing is an improvement, not a small task, but getting to the thoughts is really the foundation of the change. I still have a lot of negative thoughts that I am not saying, yet surprisingly I am also having more room for positive thoughts.
My eldest son was born eighteen years ago tomorrow. He and I are more challengingly similar that the differences between us might seem, at first glance. We have worked diligently to live together. In these last teen years, our conflicts have been dramatic at points and have impacted the other relationships in the family. Since I began the Quest 10 days ago, I have been forced to see how much negativity I associate to my relating with him. I realized too, that as he prepares to graduate from high school, I want to make a fresh start with him. I want to release him from all the things that I have imagined I have known about him since he was tiny and let him surprise me with who he becomes.
We all want a fresh start in life. We want other people, especially the ones who love and know us to see what is best in us. We want to be able to do that for the people we know and love. This feeling that is a cousin to, if not a brother, of forgiveness is what the eastern mystics think of as letting people be as they are. It is a fresh place where judgment does not filter our vision entirely and we can see people clearly.
Relating is an action verb that requires agility, flexibility and creativity. The daily practice can enhance or diminish the feeling of positivity in your life. Choose your intent and then work to achieve it. You will be surprised how available a fresh start is- it can even be daily.
by Wendy Strgar October 25, 2018
“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” –Antoine de Saint-Exupery
We believe we are making it better by shielding ourselves from our own pain. This is a fool’s errand, for the pain we refuse to feel and acknowledge doesn’t dissipate from our lacking attention, but rather collects in our heart center with a weightiness that we often cannot name or discern. So fearful are we, of the potential of a broken heart, that we inadvertently refuse to open our hearts at all.
by Wendy Strgar September 13, 2018