More Than Just a Smile

When we were young, my sister and I were often late as we made our way to church on Sunday mornings. As we hurried along, we would invariably cross a man we knew as Mr. Q coming back from the previous mass.

We knew he lived somewhere down the street from us, but we had never really spoken to him. Crossing each other as we did almost every Sunday, it seemed the most natural thing for us to acknowledge each other with a smile.

But the peculiar thing about Mr. Q, is that he always seemed to have a vague, but pleasant smile on his face even before we actually came face to face with him. It was as if his face had a default setting programmed to have a smile ready, along with the slightest of nods, just in case anyone happened to look his way.

He’d never look directly at anyone and his smile seemed (to us a least), to be up there for grabs, for anyone who happened to be looking in that direction.

Of course this would amuse us no end and we never seemed to tire of chuckling over his shyness, week after week.

A few days ago I found myself recalling this incident as I pondered about how we relate, as we interact with each other.

Each of us is part of a larger consciousness and therefore part of a bigger picture, like drops in a pool. I firmly believe that this pool is like a cyberspace of ‘thought’. Every thought that has been thought exists within that pool in an intangible form. And like Mr. Q’s smile, this thought is up for grabs for anyone who happens to be in the vibrational vicinity of receiving it.

Hasn’t it happened often enough, that the person you’re thinking about just happens to call up, seemingly out of the blue? We put it down as ‘coincidence’ but as I understand it now, it is simply one thought, rendezvousing with another thought which happens to be on the same wavelength. Often this resonance is strong enough that it causes an actual real-life experience to unfold.

For most of us, it’s easier to accept an experience like this as coincidence, rather than a manifestation of something that’s going on at a vibrational or thought level within us, which causes the experience.

I’ve always had an insatiable desire to understand exactly how life works. And now that I have a steady enough concept of how Law of Attraction operates, everything has become a lot clearer for me. I’m absolutely fascinated with how consistent this universal law is, and eager enough to share my insights with anyone who’s listening.

Writing my blog is pretty much putting my personal thinking out into that cyberspace of thought and I can’t help feeling a teeny thrill knowing that I have shared my ‘two bits’ with the world at large – very much like Mr. Q’s smile.

Some will resonate with what I have to say while others may not. Yet others may take my ideas, reuse them in their own way, content that they have found resonance within their own little circles.

But like Mr. Q, I’m just satisfied with having ‘smiled’ my thoughts unto the Universe.

© 2018 G.A.I.L

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Path of Least Resistance

There are a myriad of different ways to go about doing anything, but we tend to choose the path that feels the most comfortable. And I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that! In the same way that water finds its own level, I guess we all have our own unique styles of figuring out ways to achieve our goals.

In my case, my kids helped me to see that there isn’t just one prescribed way of accomplishing anything. As a new mother I’d happily assumed that I knew better what was good for them, simply because I had more life experience than they did. I also believed I could see further down the track than they were capable of doing. (I dare say most mothers are guilty of exactly the same thing.)

But that was before I even realized what the path of least resistance was all about.

As a lot of parents do by default, I simply assumed that my kids needed to follow my path of least resistance and not their own path! When they were little, I insisted on a bed time of 8 o’clock. This was pretty much non-negotiable because I truly believed that rest was important and I was keen on them developing good habits. My own childhood had been a little chaotic, with no fun bedtime routines and no enforced bedtime either. I would often end up sleeping later than I probably ought to have and seldom woke up fully refreshed. My path of least resistance therefore, was to chalk out a better routine for my children and guide them to follow it.

They however resisted my carefully structured routine to different degrees. My older son insisted he couldn’t get sleep and I was powerless to dispute that. I slowly began to relax into allowing them some degree of autonomy over the years, rather than insist on them doing something I was convinced was ‘good’ for them. I began to sense that any resistance on their part would most certainly negate any good habits I might’ve been forcibly trying to heap on them.

Needless to say, I now see things a lot differently. I believe there is a River of Life that exists for all of us, that we can choose to go with—or not. I now understand that we go with the flow when we’re satisfied— and we move against the current when we’re not.  There will always be people around us on similar journeys (but of course not at exactly the same point) who will give us a friendly tip or two. It is up to each one of us to consider carefully any advice that comes our way and see if it will serve us, either at that moment or sometime in the future.

While children may often seem uninterested in the things that seem important to us, they really are carving out a path for themselves which to them, is easier and far more satisfying. While it may not yield the results their parents were hoping for in the short term, they are indeed having a more scenic and fulfilled ride.  And as they course down their own path of least resistance they often make a definite contribution to the whole, as in with new inventions or a new way of doing things.

Many of the older generation believe that kids spend too much of time on their devices. I don’t disagree at all with that observation. But I would argue that even whilst they do so, they are in fact picking up valuable skills that can enable them to navigate easily and confidently through a rapidly evolving technological world. Isn’t that simply their path of least resistance—as they move from one satisfied moment to the next?

There is a certain degree of incongruence in expecting children to blindly follow their parents’ ways without question. If that were the case, then nothing would’ve moved past the Stone Age where people rubbed rocks together to light a fire!

Many of our beliefs hinder our journey in the same way that rocks or fallen tree stumps force a river to alter its course. Thoughts of unworthiness, guilt or even a perceived misconception that we may not be good enough, can block the flow for a while.

But in my understanding of how the Universe works (with Law of Attraction as the engine that drives it along) there will always be a path of lesser resistance that opens up to create a manifestation. What I mean is that we, (as consciousness personified) actually attract to ourselves, experiences and rendezvous that move us along the River of Life. While illness, accidents and ‘disasters’ of any kind are definitely the most undesirable of all manifestations they also hold the potential for immense spiritual growth.

With the benefit of hindsight I can now see how my journey through illness was the path of least resistance for me. I attracted a medical condition that was not absolutely life threatening, but was serious enough that I had to stop and take stock of my life and everything that was important to me.  I had always had an insatiable thirst to know more about the purpose of life and how everything fits together. But my curiosity always seemed to take a backseat to my role as a mother, which I took very seriously.  And through a somewhat convoluted path, I managed to find answers to many of the questions I had asked. My new found ‘clarity’ may be old news to many people, but it’s huge for me. And now that I get it, it all seems so simple…

I know my viewpoint will seem incredulous if not outrageous to a lot of people and I certainly don’t expect everyone to buy into my philosophy. But l do feel inspired to share my insights because there may be someone on a journey close enough to mine who can hear what I have to say, use it if it resonates, or store it for later.

I’m okay with that … because after all, there isn’t only one prescribed way of doing anything. At the end of the day all of us get to choose which path we take.

 

© 2018 G.A.I.L

A Matter of Taste

Like most women, I love a good bargain.

I guess this tendency can be a little irksome to men who don’t especially enjoy the thrill of foraging so to speak, and getting a ‘scoop’. When we enter a store my husband is more likely to make a beeline towards his favourite tried and tested brands, while I find myself drawn irresistibly to the bargain section.

Anyway the other day we happened to be talking about our individual styles of doing things. My husband threw in his perspective and insisted that he had much better taste than me. I pondered over his comment while he waited somewhat eagerly for my response. I suspect he was certain I would deny this, but much to his surprise I didn’t.

‘Of course you’ve got much better taste than me,’ I said with a merry chuckle, ‘Look who you’ve married!’

I waited impishly for my implication to register and when it did, I was rewarded with a sheepish grin. Yeah, he couldn’t really argue with that, could he?

I doubt he’ll ever accuse me again of poor taste!

 

© 2018 G.A.I.L

A method to my madness

I have my own peculiar way of accomplishing my goals.

My ‘style’ is pretty much the way I cook – a few things on the stove, all coming to the boil at the same time. And while it may seem random to any onlooker, I choose to do the tasks I feel ‘inspired’ to do, rather than those that ‘need’ to be done. What’s amazing is that things fall into place for me far more easily this way. In fact I accomplish far more than anyone would expect of me. Yeah I know it sounds weird, but it works perfectly for me!

I admit I’ve often questioned myself about why this not-so-traditional way even works. My parents were extremely hard working and always put duty before pleasure. And even as I tried my best to emulate them, I could feel myself slipping into doing things in a seemingly disorganized fashion

Well I finally figured out the other day what it is that really makes me tick. And it seems to make perfect sense in the light of my understanding of how Law of Attraction works.

I think I am one of those happily creative people who find the beaten track rather boring… which is why I find myself constantly coming up with creative ways of doing things.

So when I start with the tasks that I feel inspired to tackle, I feel a certain satisfaction creep up on me. This makes me feel more inclined to attempt the next chore that beckons – and that then fuels me to go on to the next task at hand. I believe it’s Law of Attraction that is creating the momentum for me and helping me find other jobs that are equally interesting – or more importantly, aspects of the job that I find stimulating. It is this happy momentum that gets my energy moving and keeps me cheerful and enthusiastic.

In this somewhat pleased state, I am probably free of resistance (because I am doing the things I ‘want’ to do, rather than what I ‘have’ to do) and therefore not only eager and energized but also more receptive to the Source within me – call it soul, if you will. That makes me receptive to the next inspired action,  and the next and the next. I often find that when I am in this mode, circumstances and events seem to line themselves up to make my job easier.

Now, had I to pick the first task that duty insisted I do, I may not have been such a happy camper and I would probably approach the next task with the same sense of obligation.  Pretty soon I would become resentful about ‘having so much to do’ and not enough time for myself. Fortunately I rarely have days like this, and when I do they are few and far between.

My family has long stopped questioning my peculiar style of doing things. I think they’re secretly grateful for the reasonably good tasting meals that come forth, pleased with the satisfaction I seem to get tending to the plants in our backyard and relieved that I don’t ask them to do many of those tasks that appear mundane to them.

But most of all, they’re pleased that I’m pursuing my own happiness and not getting in the way of theirs;)

 

© 2018  G.A.I.L