Sometimes it is as simple as watching your feet.
Perhaps you were expecting words...
But there is another operating system at work.
Sometimes our feet...our actions...are sending up smoke signals…
Giving us messages…showing us what is at work internally.
We can learn to pause slightly and observe not just one, but both minds at work. Life will get a lot more interesting as you try this!
We are operating on more than one level. While we think with our minds and focus on the conversation taking place there, our body-mind might just be carrying out its own agenda.
I call it my Second Attention.
Our second attention is showing up in our actions. Our actions and our moods are wordless messengers showing the way.
Pay attention when they activate.
A couple of examples...
One afternoon while driving home, I was rear-ended by an older woman. A small accident...one that I would normally pass over with a smile and a remark to the effect of "Don’t worry! I'll take care of it…no problem. Have a great day!"…especially since the person that rear-ended me was a sweet little old lady.
But on this day, my mood shifted instantly and strongly.
I jumped out of my car…furious! This was not like me at all! No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't talk myself out of my mood! (I had never seen myself like this before!)
I called the police, despite her pleading with me not to. And then I took her to court! Again, something I would NEVER do…only to find out that she was a serial offender and liar who had conned a number of people with her sweet act. She claimed poverty, but she was actually quite wealthy. This time, the judge saw through her ruse and connected the dots to her many other similar events! It was important to make her pay on a soul level…
I could not have known…
Another example…
Every now and then, I will feel a burgeoning need to change my hair style...not typical of the regular me. I’m normally not one to fuss. The feeling grows until it is so incessant that it can't be ignored any longer. I just HAVE to do it.
Looking back each time, I was on the cusp of a major life change that I couldn't perceive yet. The events were right around the next corner. My hair was always the first indicator of the restlessness beneath the surface…the harbinger of things to come.
One more…
As a child and later, as a young woman, I would wake up sometimes in a certain kind of mood, thinking with a strange vehemence that "I should have been born in Morocco!!”
In that exotic culture where I imagined waking up each morning, putting on the most sumptuous clothing and exotic makeup. Where I would wear every piece of jewelry that I owned and loll around all day eating bonbons (and having sex).
Pretty outlandish stuff for a plain girl with a regular life. But it was so compelling that I went with it…belly dance costumes and all! It was decades later, that I found that I have some Moroccan ancestry. In fact…all of my various cultural traits showed up in my life in unexpected ways. Gypsy-ness as well.
We are a fascinating mosaic when the pieces are gathered up. These mysteries unfold over time.
So many will pass over these aspects, calling themselves mixed or even 'mutts' or "Heinz-57'…just because their families or culture showed no curiosity. Everyone is seemingly the same in our blended American society.
There is a worthy aspect of that, but that should be only a part of our thinking. We have cultural ancestry that craves expression.
You have a unique fingerprint in this world...on many levels.
Heritage, spiritual, psychic and past-life. We are even now beginning to realize and explore possible off-planet origins and blood lines of various peoples…
Things recognized in virtually all ancient cultures…
If you can take a little time to pay attention to the material just below the surface of your daytime awareness, new vistas will open to you. Aspects that have never been allowed, perhaps. Or that could not be fit into your busy daytime personas.
But they are a part of You…to be wondered at, pored over, appreciated, integrated…enjoyed!
It’s like finding out that you were living in only one small room of an amazing manor house. Someone had told you that’s all there was…
Open a few doors, peek inside…it’s all yours!
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