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Finding More Relief
From another
post: "Off the top of my head I get thoughts like 'It's not natural to feel his
good' or 'There should be balance and if you feel this extremely good it means
you could feel this extremely bad too.'"
My reply: You know, I think this is one of the human's most hung-up thoughts:
'it shouldn't feel this good' and like on Wayne's World, "I"M NOT WORTHY!!" and
that's been drummed into our heads since we were little kids.. and it's SO
wrong.
From this incessant chant and hearing it from others (not in MY family, b/c by
golly if we wanted to FLY ~ WE COULD!! "just don't jump off the roof so we have
to put you in the shower and change your underpants before we take you to the
emergency room.." Yup, that was my dad.. bleeding to death, we were still
plopped into the tub and hosed down.. we KNEW the ppl at the hosp and they
didn't want rumors that The Shanklin's brought in a dirty kid, even if the kid
WAS looking the Grim Reaper in the eyeballs... sheesh)
It was only later in life that I went, "HUH?" when Gram told us always to put on
clean underwear in case we were hit by a truck and drug several blocks.. she
didn't want the doctors to see dirty underpants.. and at about 13, it went DING
in my mind that after being drug that far, will I INDEED still have said clean
undies on or will they be in shreds, so how would anyone know if they started
out clean or not?????? Hmmmmm... but I never brought that up to Gram.. she'd
just throw me in the tub to make sure I was extra clean on HER watch. But I
digress.. as usuall.. now, where was I???
Oh, yes! In growing up, it was US and THEM.. the 'thems' had all they wanted,
were movie stars, idols and ppl of interest.. we were just.. us.. and really not
noteworthy on any level, unless you had some proud parent tell us that their son
was in the service.. and when he got back he was .. 'odd'..
We, meaning my/our generation .. the boomers.. until we hit hippy-hood, were
pretty much told to be quiet and act well in public so as not to embarrass the
family. We weren't told that we were good, worthy, worth it and more.. etc.. But
once we were able to snatch the 'boring and well-behaved' rag off'n the bush and
run wild with it and build a new society of US US US, it was all political
correctness for THEM THEM THEM,..
Since we were new at this "I feel like bustin loose .. uh. uh. bustin loose"
stuff, we wore petticoats and white patent shoes.. during our 'learning how to
lean away from that' phases, our pendulums swung way out over the deepest parts
of the ocean the other way from the safety of the shore, home, mom and apple pie
and knowing that we were having meat and potatoes and iced tea for supper..
We ventured out ... no, we REBELLED and 'uh. uh. busted loose'. And we started
thinking about us and WHO we were, or tried on all these different personas to
find out who we wanted to be, adopting or discarding along the way..
What we INSISTED upon was WE wanted to FEEL GOOD.. drugs and hippy-wear helped..
but we still were looking over our shoulders for 'the man' (pigs back then.. not
me, but lots of my friends) who was going to hold us down and not ALLOW us to
feel that good going up AND coming back down.. We just had a really hard time
thinking that it was OK to feel good.. no matter what.. Luckily, I was a watcher
and not a 'doer' and just got contact highs from my friends, b/c *I* was the
look out for 'the man'.. looking back if I'd even yelled, "Cheese it! The cops"
they'd have been looking for the snacking sort of cheese vs the 'run for your
life' kind.. (is that 'Inna-godda-da-vida' I hear playing for the last 4
hours??)
So, it not being NATURAL to feel that good was cemented into place. From that,
the crowds went even farther into drugs, like LSD, or booze, or pole dancing..
which is the infernal gateway to disco.. ''with a capital D that rhymes with T
that stands for TROUBLE, my friends, right here in River City".. mayhem
abounded..
But everyone got feeling good by hiding.. not just coming right out and SMILING
and FEELING good on their own.. they had to have "booster shots" .. not to be,
but could be confused with "jello shots".. So, back in the day, Natural Highs
weren't as common as chemical highs (better living thru chemistry), etc.
Now that we're too old to disco in our 6" stacks (damn, the height of a bicycle
and the wind in my hair scares the hell out of me, thinking.. wow, if I fall of
this thing like I did as a kid, I'm DEFINITELY gonna bust my ass), wear our bell
bottoms (ok, my bottom IS shaped like a bell.. a round christmas-y one!) and
midriff shirts w/o a bra, it looks like we're GONNA have to depend on the
natural high of ACCEPTING that we CAN feel good on just mental stimulation!
We just have to learn, let go and KNOW that we ARE worth it! We CAN groove (not
quite like the summer of 67, but on a much quieter, more aware, eyes wide open
and FUN basis).
We don't have to roll something and try to keep it lit to 'go there' any more..
(and I hear from reliable sources that the new stuff available will incapacitate
us weaklings for about a week .. and I WILL NOT watch a commercial that lasts 4
hours and why the hell doesn't that jeep advert EVER end???)
Yeah, ya'll.. we ARE worth it.. we CAN feel good and not be looking over our
shoulder for someone to come and take it away from us.. no one.. Let me say that
again.. NO ONE can take that away from you/us.. WE control our happiness and
fun.. only us.. no one else.. Exclusively..
And to enjoy life, experience all the fun we can and hit our best GROOVE may
sound very selfish from other ppl's standpoint.. but since we never acknowledge
them and even intimate that their opinions matter, b/c they really don't . ..
who cares? LOL
I love us all.. we ALL love us all!
let's GROOVE!!! now hand me those chips! (oh, wait.. my daughter, the Athletic
Trainer always tells me that any sort of snack food that is so greasy we don't
need to apply lip gloss afterward, we should side step, if we can! Bless her
watchin out for her mama! LOLOLOL)
Copyright 2009, Bekki Shanklin from her "Thinking all the time" Series
Contact Reverend Bekki at: allowingtheuniverse@earthlink.net