I woke this morning with a sigh. My dreams remained empty. The chaos had stopped and been replaced by benign trivial matters. There was no perfect man waiting for me, I was alone. What did that mean for me? I turned the television on and Joel Osteen was giving his weekly Sunday Sermon. He talked about refusing to verbalize the negative. He talked about refusing to let negativity take over our thinking. He talked about having hope. I watched with an understanding born of logic, not emotion. I changed the channel and there was Joel again, the same sermon, the same points of interest. I watched again. I obviously needed to hear this information twice to make sure it really and truly sunk in. I listened this time to his words and felt them in my soul and knew logic had nothing to do with it, the understanding had to reach beyond my mind and into my heart.
The answer was simple; don’t let the negative find verbalization. Over the last 48 hours I had a dream in which I found hope and now added to the dream was a reminder to eliminate negative verbalization. A reminder, an opportunity, to eliminate my own self-defeating dogma. A reminder that how I see the world is a reflection of how it sees me. I needed to accept I had made mistakes, would possibly make them again, but those mistakes did not mean I was unworthy. I did not need to continue to punish myself till the end of my days for every misstep, wrongdoing, or error in judgment I had made. My directions, my answer, couldn’t be any more blatant. Was I listening was the question?
Eight days early I had begun the task of working my way through The Course in Miracles. With reluctance and trepidation I opened Lesson 8. The headline of today’s lesson stated “My Mind Is Preoccupied With Past Thoughts”. Here I was before 10 am in the morning pondering the fate of my life. I didn’t want to spend another four years getting by. I was tired of being an island, making it on my own and depending on my resilience to get me through. I had discovered I could handle anything from homelessness to illness but that didn’t provide me with the answers I needed.
My mind occupied with the stress, anxiety, feelings of lack and emotional fear had so constricted my thinking I could not move forward. I was consumed by a fear of lack, lack of faith, lack of value, lack of worth, lack of love, and lack of resources. I was afraid to confront my lack and instead attempted to discover new ways to fill the void, instead of eliminating the void altogether. I was continuing to attract these negative scenarios and marginal people and situations into my life because I feared I was not worthy of more. I feared my mistakes, errors, misjudgments, flaws and imperfections. I feared they meant I did not have the value I needed to live a wonderful life. How horribly wrong I had been. How horribly tragic I had allowed my mind and my body to reach this juncture. The universe, God, was giving me the opportunity to change direction. The question I had to ask myself was “Am I willing?” Was I willing to say I AM and associate a myriad of positives to the end of that statement? A quiet tentative emotion laden “yes…yes, I AM ready” verbally escaped my lips. It was the beginning.