Playthings of the Gods
Yesterday I felt 150% more energy than normally. I could have tackled anything you gave me.
Today I feel like walking as slowly as a Zen monk. If I go faster I feel nauseous. The thought of food is unpleasant to me. Writing is uphill except if I talk about exactly what is there for me in this moment – and then only descriptively.
I was taught a valuable skill a long time ago which I’m going to incorporate now. Before, when I used it, it was fun; now it seems required. It’s like what Ram Dass once said, that telling the truth at one time was a luxury and now it was a necessity – like that.
That skill was, whenever I did a workshop, I was to attribute absolutely everything that arose to that workshop. Ascension is my worskhop now.
I’m beginning to see why this skill was recommended.
First of all, focussing that much attention on something invokes the Law of Attraction and draws to me the results I desire. Secondly, being that centered on something multiplies the likelihood of producing the desired result because I approach every fortuitous occurrence as an opportunity to go for that result; I don’t miss an opportunity because I’m unconscious. Thirdly, I keep the context uninterruptedly alive and learn more by an order of magnitude; it’s as if I suck the juice out of an experience.
I’ve chosen Ascension as my workshop. My life is about it. I serve it. There is nothing more important in my life than the desire to ascend. Therefore let me attribute everything that happens in my life to Ascension and its energies.
Ascension yesterday wanted me to swing out, to embrace much and make it my own. Ascension today wants me to go slow, to do everything consciously and deliberately. Tomorrow – who knows?
So I’m spending my evening walking slowly to the fridge, eating a little rice, standing still and listening to my breathing. Ascension wants me to be quiet today for its own reasons and according to its own agenda. Unquestioningly, I follow its urgings.