Life's many changes can be observed through the threads that people and places weave through us. Sometimes they are revealed by our objects and the way we use them.
For instance the beautiful maple dining table my Mother long ago lovingly served our family meals on, now sits in my den with a big TV on top of it. It holds her energy and the energy of Sunday dinners. Memories from a childhood full of dodge ball and big sprinkle cookies from Tina's bakery. The table reminds me of the smell of turkey dinners that steamed the windows up and the tinkling melody of gathered laughter and shared meals, a familiar song of security in an unpredictable world. It used to be laden with dishes and food and the elbows of animated story tellers. It is where I learned the stories of my ancestor’s Swiss heritage, Italian traditions and Irish tragedies.
Now it is "my table" the sturdy guardian of those rare happy childhood memories. It is a symbol of impermanence and the cycles of life.
As we wind down the time clock of our life we adapt to stay useful. We strive to stay productive within the parameters of our changing circumstance much the same way we keep finding new uses for our attachments our "things". Our "things" end up reflecting our life journey, melding our past and present in some subtle way.
Thus, a most meaningful and beautiful table from a challenging childhood ends up holding a TV. A dining room table
unnoticed by most but seen daily by me. A precious prized possession embraced for its rare and gay celebrations in a home of childhood fear and despair. It is the masterpiece that reminds me of the silver lining in every cloud, that there are beautiful moments to be embraced even in a repulsive life. That there is
beauty in everything if you are open to seeing it.
It feels comforting to have it in my home, like the way my Mothers lips used to feel against my forehead when she would check to see if I was feverish. Like when Pooh calls out for
Christopher Robin and Robin answers "Yes, Pooh?" And Pooh Bear simply replies
, "Oh nothing, I was just making sure of you". That table now has for me "clicked" into place and found its most important purpose. And I am simply, reverently attached!
Yesterday I was visiting my friend in her store which adjoins my real estate offices. I was admiring the pretty new pillows she got for my old - her new leather couch.
After some recent construction we divided and consolidated my original space to accommodate her store. We are soul sisters and it is comforting to be "neighbors". We "click" as sisters do, so ... we swapped and borrowed "stuff" as space allowed to make our spaces pretty, growing closer in the process. Her store is a New Age/ Metaphysical shop. People often come to gather there, it has a Spiritual vibe. People are drawn to the place.
One day when constructing and rearranging our spaces it was obvious the leather couch that sat in my office was not going to fit there anymore. " I'll take it and use it", my friend said. I looked at the couch and said , " Yeah OK”!.
I truly didn't care, nothing good had ever happened on that couch! It was a place my sales agents sat to complain to me about challenges, pushy salesman sat to sell me
something I didn't want and where my dog moped when bad weather made leaving him at home impossible. It was the place where I would fling myself and snap "hold all calls," to take a quick power nap. Behind slammed French doors, when the
world’s frustrations and stupidities and injustices could only be solved while on a 20 minute mini break from reality, I would lay on that couch! It was the place after Super storm
Sandy's devastation where I slept for 3 nights. Terrified, alone and shaken with a dogs paw in one hand and a very big knife in the other. Yup, take the couch D.
Good riddens. ....
Yesterday while hanging out at her shop, I noticed the beautiful pillows on it, when I glanced over and saw a woman peacefully sitting on the couch reading a book. Meditation music wafted around the scent of incense and sage to twist and braid around the divine essence of Spirit. It was a familiar scene, a young couple had been in that same place the day before reading Spiritual books from D.'s library. This time the lesson and symbolism was not lost on me it "clicked". This couch had such a different purpose now. It no longer held the asses of the seriously disenchanted, now it was a repurposed resting place for curious peace seekers. Bad vibes transmuted to good.
We had taken a tired stale negative space and breathed life into it. Much the same way our sisterhood freshened the breath of our frustrated spirits. Both were a monument to renewal. A reminder not to give up on the old and weary,
don't assume something is dead before you check its pulse. Don't put a period where there should be a comma. In giving up too soon, you may miss the best part. You may miss the perfection of its/their purpose in your life.
Seeing where something "clicks" is up to us and sometimes we don't look hard enough to see exactly where or how it all fits.
I thought of my old teddy bear "Checky" , so named for his checkerboard suit. Checky and I "clicked" at first sight. By the time I was 7, Checky was in pretty rough shape, battered and torn up, but my older sisters or Auntie or Mom always sewed Checky together for me. By extending his years of usefulness as my comforter, they extended the perfection of Checky's "click" and purpose in my life. Eventually we gave up on Checky and I tossed him aside for comforting rides on a shiny purple Schwinn 2 wheeler! The wind in my face dried my tears instead of Checky's plaid apron. To this day I love anything that puts the wind in my face a "click" for my soul. Anyway, I shouldnt have done that. Checky deserved a place of reverance for all his years of comfort. In fact I jokingly tell myself he would probably come in handy at times now. But seriously we all toss some things aside creating a disposable apathy that serves no purpose. Sometimes “things” and people aren’t so different ...maybe they just need a second chance and a little love to share their whole true purpose and the "click" of a happy ending with you.
When we connect within our hearts to feel something or someone’s true meaning to us, that is when we can “see” the perfect purpose of it. There is a beautiful space reserved by synchronicity and Spirit for all things.
Like a jigsaw puzzle piece, it all sits idly waiting on top of the kitchen table in your soul. Through heightened awareness and an open heart, we can observe enough of its shape and size and unique edges to realize the important place each piece belongs. Hopefully, eventually we pick them up and finger their edges and study their unique aspects until they become familiar and awaken the heart connection that will“click” these pieces into their proper place. They can then "click " into the “missing” spaces they were uniquely meant to fill in the puzzle of our life.
When one’s heart is closed the “click” cannot be achieved no matter how much it is desired. I feel sad for a moment and say a silent prayer for those still “missing” the something, unable to open their heart.
Then I smile at my couch, embrace this beautiful moment and I smile at my heart as I gratefully tuck another colorful thread of wisdom into its beautiful vibrant open tapestry!
Peace and Love,
Spiritual Healer, Energetic Medium
This Blog is the story of the miracles, challenges and lessons of my life journey. Years ago when I hit a personal "rock bottom" my despair led me to seek answers and my quest for truth began. Amazing events propelled me on a spiritual journey of transformation.. Miraculously, through these experiences my life has become my teacher and my friend.... I hope my words connect us and allow us to walk together for a time as teacher and friend to each other. The most valuable thing we have during this human experience is our connection to love. The love in our soul for a higher power and others is the only thing that is real. I honor these connections through my writing. Theses words are my gift inspired through the heart of Spirit for you. I hope by sharing my journey it will enlighten, inspire and ease yours as it does mine >> ... Peace... Georgia Rose