Universal Love Letters

Letters to the universe.

Many Questions I am often asked:

Where do I get my information from?  Simple answer is My Life.

Yet its not as easy as :I want this ,give it to me.  This year I have stepped beyond my comfort zone into following my passion,weaving my dreams into the intensity  of life in the Now.

As a left handed child in a western culture I was demoted to the back of the class when I blotted ink all over my writing with my wrist resting on the page ,dragging along. And then back to the top row. I was five. Did my station mean anything to me?  hopefully this has changed.  I met many lessons on my way here. Here are some for you to read and apply to yourself ,your loved ones, your characters.

You cannot be in the choir(because I laughed from nervousness at singing before the class ) yet anytime after that where my voice was assessed it was labelled pitch perfect and I’ ve been in many choirs and hear my own off pitch and laugh inwardly  ,smiling.

Another, You cannot draw: And this is for all you would be teachers ,We are unique ,we have different brain systems. Each individual has a separate assimilating system. If you say you cannot to many they believe you, yet everything is possible.  I believed all the no’s until I learnt about perception. Is it true? can you learn. How can you apply the rejection and turn it around. So decades later I picked up a pencil and an artist  showed me how to measure distance with my eye and I began to draw. Now I draw and use drawing letters as a form of meditation and tension releasing transforming into a creative space.

And I use each no as an obstacle,through obstacles I smile.  I smile a thousand times each day.  I smile at the rain ,at a child stumbling,at the Angels in the clouds.  In London recently playing  hockey with European Masters  I came to the understanding that I am living my dream.  My dream is to follow my passion.  My passion is sport, spirit, life.

Many years ago in London during a meditation I fell off my chair because I received so much light.  I then shared my commitment to have Love show up.  Where Love shows up for me is in the people I share this lifetime with.  We are in a huge phase of transition on this planet. We are moving back from and through many eons of war and conflict and loss and rejection.  In every moment there is a pause between the in- breath and the out-breath  If you regard each in- breath as pure potential to clear all the debris of many lifetimes and each out-breath as a gift to this beautiful planet in gratitude for taking and absorbing our hurts,tensions,grief etc. ,then we come to the creative potential  of how may I give more.  For me the giving more is often working through the inner eye,connecting to the ancient stories of the place I am drawn to and with intention and attention releasing back to Nature the trauma of the place whilst regarding the Natural beauty in the trees,the clouds,the people. I invite you to do this anytime, anywhere in recreation contributing to uplifting all in hope of this better world.

In London having walked in a park, gifted lunch, and visited the Tate Modern I was in a state of joy at so much beauty that I decided to share. So I retraced my journey home  back from the train platform and walked in the lashing rain through the embankment to the London eye.(3rd Eye  for all you spiritual beings.) I had such a smile that a cyclist braving the puddles came to a halt in front of me. Do you know you are smiling in the rain?  So he and I smiled stronger, and looked at the wide bright rainbows and I walked to the bus stop.

On the bus ,remembering a brilliant gem of magic from a hockey coach (don’t get off the bus) I  again had to remember Love, being one of these people who is allergic to perfumes etc.,I observed a guy opposite me spraying himself from a canister.  Was he homeless and aware of smelling,was he addicted to glue?  My initial reaction was annoyance ,dislike,judgement until I remembered .we are all here together. I smiled exhaled, and remembered.  We are all unique.     Maybe I allowed him the space to reconnect.  Maybe he allowed me the space to reflect.  I had enough money in my pocket to buy 2 bananas for dinner. Maybe he had none.

So this week I invite you to reflect on what you have been told is not possible for you and see if you can turn it around.

I am aware of the state this planet is in yet also aware of our human  potential.  So take a step, then two and soon you will be running. Much Love to you all and to me also,I shall continue to overcome my perceived obstacles.  Making up for not writing in 2015 as I applied myself to getting physically fitter and stronger I now  commit to translating my Love of life into sharing the application of this Love into all aspects of my life.

I shall write again soon.

Tricia

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