Snow Can Teach You Some Things!

The only thing people have talked about non-stop for over a week is the snow storm that was coming on Saturday night.  Yes.  This act of nature was coming on a specific day and time of day.

Thursday, I did notice when I went to the store, that the shelves were kind of empty.

The thought occurred to me to buy ice melt.  It occurred to me, and I kept it moving, getting other stuff I came for.  I remembered that I forgot about the ice melt when I was putting what I bought into the trunk.  I told myself I would get it another time.

The thought had come to me a few times before, and after this.

I DID NOT BUY THE ICE MELT.  THE SNOW STORM CAME!

I was not prepared.

I did it to myself.

Ice melt and a real snow shovel were all I needed to be prepared.

Why wasn’t I prepared?

It seems like such a simple thing.

I did not listen to my Self.

It was a simple thing that turned into snow teaching me some things.

The ice melt might not have really made any difference.

By the time it was no longer really snowing, I went into my garage to see how easily I could get out of my drive way tomorrow.  My car was in the garage.  I didn’t even really look at the snow on the driveway.  I had been looking at the snow all day.

I got into my car, put her in drive, and inched forward slowly.  Whirr went my front times spinning in the almost close to foot high snow.   I could not drive out of my garage.  Somebody was going to have to shovel.

I got my boots, bundled up, put my gloves on then grabbed my shovel meant for digging, not shoveling snow.

My thought was that I could shovel and follow two tracks down the drive way to the street.  I made some good headway on the first tire track.  Then I looked and saw the car would not be able to clear the snow in between the tires.

I couldn’t stop.  I had a lot of snow to move that was not soft and fluffy.  It was ice.  I heard the ice hitting my house before I got out of bed this morning.  I watched the ice falling all day.

I kept shoveling.

A woman with a real snow shovel standing just beyond what I had cleared asked me if she could help me.

In my mind  I was like “what the what?”

I said, “Yes, please.  Thank you.  Help yourself.”

Always Blessed.  I appreciate every Blessing.  All the time.

It was a neighbor across from me I met last summer.

We cleared the driveway and I could not be happier.

The important thing about this whole story to me is realizing how simple it was for me to ignore the quiet voice of my inner guidance.

This is so important I am repeating it.  It was simple for me to ignore the quiet voice of my inner being.

You might be saying it was only ice melt.

It was an opportunity for me to see thoughts turning into things.  Receive the thought, do the action and see what manifests.

I ignored the voice of wisdom coming from my soul because the stuff I was doing was more important.

Not!

I still don’t have what I need.  But I could have been prepared if I had taken the time to listen to, and follow, the voice inside that is always guiding and directing our paths.  In all things.  Big and small.

I learned that I can be a better listener to the voice inside of me.

I witnessed my neighbor’s generosity of her time and effort.

We are Blessed even when we are not listening.  It was a simple thought.  Ice melt.  Every thought counts.

Step One:  Thought comes first.  Step Two:  Do the thing.  Step Three:  Manifestation.

Or, don’t do the thing.

We always have a choice.

I trust my inner guidance enough to be a better listener.

I did listen to the thought that I had some shoveling to do.  I got to shoveling.  Help arrived.  Driveway cleared.  Manifestation.  Thoughts turned into things.

One thought after the other.

I am thankful.

Did I say snow can teach you some things!

How good a listener are you?

Tell me in the comments below.

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In The Zone

When the mind takes over how do you make it stop?

Why would you want to?

There is a place inside of each of us that brings us to where everything is. It is the place we hunger to find. It is the holy land within where there isn’t anything but replenishing and fulfilment. It is that quiet place where we are not having to figure all the stuff out.

It is true, the mind is a terrible thing to waste.

But sometimes, we have to step outside of the mind because it lives in overdrive.

Gotta do this.

Gotta do that and it’s all got to be done now.

Going beyond the mind is like a vacation from everything we know.

It is beyond the words.

Beyond thought.

What is it like to find that peaceful, quiet, not frequently visited place? The place beyond.

The place where everythinng is.

The watering hole.

The quiet, sweet place.

Why is letting the message be the message so scary?

The mind says, what are you talking about?

The mind has too much control.

Its job is to keep you safe.

When you stretch beyond the every day, the norm, you run the risk of being seen as abnormal.

Why do we feel safety in being just like everyone else?

Being different is not an easy thing to do, or place to be.

Being guided is not an easy thing to submit to.

It is even more difficult to share. To try to explain.

What is the point?

Test the limits.

Dare to follow the call.

Dare To Take The Road Less Traveled! Dare To Be Different!

Dare to open yourself up to what can only be described as the unknown.

Dare to see where the yellow brick road leads you.

Are you brave enough?

Or, is there safety in being just like everyone else?

Ramblings.

Musings.

?

I have no idea where any of this is going.

Just let it flow.

Be in it.

Do I dare press the share button?

Some things cannot be explained.

Not everything has to be.

Let it flow.

Be in the flow.

Let go and let life.

Being in control at all times ain’t all it’s cracked up to be.

Do you answer to a higher power? To a call you can’t identify?

Do you dare show what can only be seen as the crazy unless you are in this dance too?

My mind was racing off the chart.

I had to find my way out of the non-stop, incessant rapid-fire push to the limit, never ending barrage of what?

More of the same.

How to keep up with the norm.

What the hell is normal?

This is just a test to see if I will follow the instructions, no matter the perceived consequences.

Dare to be different.

I see that is what this is all about.

Do I dare to be different?

Do you?

Living in conformity leaves no room for genius, for creativity, for what we came here to be.

Do this and do not worry about the fall-out. About the consequences.

Do I dare follow the call and let what it is be exactly what it is without explanation?

We will see!

This is just a test!

And so it is.

Sharing. From. The. Heart. (of a mad woman?)

Peace. Love. Blessings.

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