You know me, I pay attention and yep, my frequency got boosted, in a most unusual way, and it continues. My husband and I recently spent 3 months in Arizona. His brother has stage 4 cancer, and dementia. His wife, 7 years younger, also sliding into dementia. Her brother and his wife, live nearby and needed some help. There is always something thrilling for me as I leap into an unknown void. Have never been around dementia, had no idea what I was doing. An ongoing thought that I had was that I was to be in service to them both, whatever that meant. Also, have never been a fan of the desert. We rented a casita nearby and as Spring arrived, we were treated daily to javelinas parading by with their babies, in the arroyos behind our courtyard. And then quails with their new brood and roadrunners showing off their cute little puffers. Every morning I was greeted by doves cooing: I love you you you. Pretty amazing. My brother in law is like a 7 year old. He is in no pain, still loves to eat and drink beer and we would walk daily. He has no idea he is dying, not a bad way to go. When we first arrived, he asked me to go to the front lawn with him to wash our hands in the sand. He told me the Mountain Witches were coming with their spears and by washing our hands in the sand, their spears could not hurt us. Well, wow! This is his new reality and my job is to honor it. I was beginning to realize that this could be a lot of fun. He has always been funny, and now operating in a different arena. In her early stages, my sister in law is easily confused. She wonders why Hospice is involved because he is fine. By looking at him, you would think so. She has not been paying their bills, not taking her medication, nor giving him his, forgetting to eat or feed him BUT she thinks she has. A lot to figure out. I carried their meds around in my van, dispensing them morning and evening. Every morning when I arrived, she would tell me she had just made them breakfast, and in her reality, it was true. I would ask him if he was still hungry and he would tell me he would like a breakfast sandwich, and then she would tell me that she may as well have one, too. Every Single Day. The only real stress that I had was Someone who kept insisting that we needed to clear up their mess. They have a gorgeous home, and they are hoarders. I had gone through this same type of scenario with my Mom, so I knew their "stuff" was very important to them. Someone would arrive daily, and began going through their cupboards, etc. They would both become visibly manic, but would not say anything. The very next morning, I woke up to this thought, complete with lights, in my mind: Expect delight every moment. What a wondrous message and a new way to live. It became my mantra FOR EVERYTHING. I arrived that morning and my sister in law said she would like a break from Someone. Uh, OK, how do we go about this? She said "throw me under the bus, I don't care and I don't trust her". Someone shows up, begins more decluttering and I told her that it was hard on their souls, and to please stop. She told me it needed to be done, and I said: yes, but not right now. I gave her the message that they would like a break from her and then, magically she kind of disappeared for most of the rest of the time I was there. All my stress flew out the window, and we began a new adventure. It was like falling in love, all over again, with someone you have known for years, but now live in a different world. We have been home for over a month now, and the shift has become permanent. The very best part for me is that I am aware that I am living it.
WOW Sally, what an amazing adventure! Expect delight in every moment. I love it. And yes, I agree, the most wonderful part is that you're completely conscious of receiving and living that gift.
I'm also really intrigued hearing about the mountain witches. I've known someone with dementia who often spoke of pixies or other little unseen pranksters in her house. She was very afraid of them. At the time we all assumed she was hallucinating. But nowadays I'm not so arrogant as to assume anything about another person's reality. Just because their experience is not mine, does that mean their experience isn't happening? I honestly couldn't say.
I don't feel my month-to-month frequencies rising.... and always figured (and hoped) they would.
I do feel more love from Spirit, more of turning away from the ego, and a joining of all. I put this down to my many years (and continuing everyday) of A Course In Miracles and its forgiveness. I am super thankful to remember throughout the day to forgive and hand up to the Holy Spirit, and I also remember to 'sit' in the theatre with Jesus, holding arms and watch my life go by on the large screen.
I still don't feel any guidance....... But my job right now is to forgive, forgive and forgive. And extend love.
Hi Robyn! You're giving a perfect illustration of what I was trying (and possibly failing) to say. The very desire, or attempt, or successful remembering to forgive, and do all the rest of what you've mentioned, is an indicator of a pretty high frequency in itself. And yes, the Course is amazing, but it's also entirely possible to practice it (or any profound teaching) for decades and not see any inner or outer improvement at all.
So it seems to me, what you're describing in yourself, is a rising frequency that is helping you get ever more wondrous benefit out of your practice of the Course. Which, like all great teachings, is holographic in nature. The deeper you get, the deeper it gets. It opens like a blossom and shows you unexpected worlds of new wisdom and beauty that mirrors wherever your own frequency has risen to. And then it keeps on doing that. Meeting you wherever you've risen to.
But from the inside of what currently feels like 'you,' it doesn't necessarily feel like that. Right? Or it doesn't feel different enough from before. Or having that high frequency doesn't feel like (or seem to give the added benefits) that we expect or hope it should.
For me, (to give you some idea) what's slightly different now is this sort of thing: somebody or something starts to wind me up, and then instead of me getting angry, a quiet inner inspiration simply says, 'Or I could just love them.' And then I actually do.
That's recent, and I'm enjoying it very much. So much nicer than being reactive to things & people in my world. But from the inside of this personality self, that just feels like a small random change for the better. Not a clear indicator that anything is rising, or clearing, or profoundly different in any way. All very mysterious. :-)
You know me, I pay attention and yep, my frequency got boosted, in a most unusual way, and it continues. My husband and I recently spent 3 months in Arizona. His brother has stage 4 cancer, and dementia. His wife, 7 years younger, also sliding into dementia. Her brother and his wife, live nearby and needed some help. There is always something thrilling for me as I leap into an unknown void. Have never been around dementia, had no idea what I was doing. An ongoing thought that I had was that I was to be in service to them both, whatever that meant. Also, have never been a fan of the desert. We rented a casita nearby and as Spring arrived, we were treated daily to javelinas parading by with their babies, in the arroyos behind our courtyard. And then quails with their new brood and roadrunners showing off their cute little puffers. Every morning I was greeted by doves cooing: I love you you you. Pretty amazing. My brother in law is like a 7 year old. He is in no pain, still loves to eat and drink beer and we would walk daily. He has no idea he is dying, not a bad way to go. When we first arrived, he asked me to go to the front lawn with him to wash our hands in the sand. He told me the Mountain Witches were coming with their spears and by washing our hands in the sand, their spears could not hurt us. Well, wow! This is his new reality and my job is to honor it. I was beginning to realize that this could be a lot of fun. He has always been funny, and now operating in a different arena. In her early stages, my sister in law is easily confused. She wonders why Hospice is involved because he is fine. By looking at him, you would think so. She has not been paying their bills, not taking her medication, nor giving him his, forgetting to eat or feed him BUT she thinks she has. A lot to figure out. I carried their meds around in my van, dispensing them morning and evening. Every morning when I arrived, she would tell me she had just made them breakfast, and in her reality, it was true. I would ask him if he was still hungry and he would tell me he would like a breakfast sandwich, and then she would tell me that she may as well have one, too. Every Single Day. The only real stress that I had was Someone who kept insisting that we needed to clear up their mess. They have a gorgeous home, and they are hoarders. I had gone through this same type of scenario with my Mom, so I knew their "stuff" was very important to them. Someone would arrive daily, and began going through their cupboards, etc. They would both become visibly manic, but would not say anything. The very next morning, I woke up to this thought, complete with lights, in my mind: Expect delight every moment. What a wondrous message and a new way to live. It became my mantra FOR EVERYTHING. I arrived that morning and my sister in law said she would like a break from Someone. Uh, OK, how do we go about this? She said "throw me under the bus, I don't care and I don't trust her". Someone shows up, begins more decluttering and I told her that it was hard on their souls, and to please stop. She told me it needed to be done, and I said: yes, but not right now. I gave her the message that they would like a break from her and then, magically she kind of disappeared for most of the rest of the time I was there. All my stress flew out the window, and we began a new adventure. It was like falling in love, all over again, with someone you have known for years, but now live in a different world. We have been home for over a month now, and the shift has become permanent. The very best part for me is that I am aware that I am living it.
WOW Sally, what an amazing adventure! Expect delight in every moment. I love it. And yes, I agree, the most wonderful part is that you're completely conscious of receiving and living that gift.
I'm also really intrigued hearing about the mountain witches. I've known someone with dementia who often spoke of pixies or other little unseen pranksters in her house. She was very afraid of them. At the time we all assumed she was hallucinating. But nowadays I'm not so arrogant as to assume anything about another person's reality. Just because their experience is not mine, does that mean their experience isn't happening? I honestly couldn't say.
I don't feel my month-to-month frequencies rising.... and always figured (and hoped) they would.
I do feel more love from Spirit, more of turning away from the ego, and a joining of all. I put this down to my many years (and continuing everyday) of A Course In Miracles and its forgiveness. I am super thankful to remember throughout the day to forgive and hand up to the Holy Spirit, and I also remember to 'sit' in the theatre with Jesus, holding arms and watch my life go by on the large screen.
I still don't feel any guidance....... But my job right now is to forgive, forgive and forgive. And extend love.
Thanks for your very enlightening posts.
Robyn Quaintance
Saturna, B.C. Canada
Hi Robyn! You're giving a perfect illustration of what I was trying (and possibly failing) to say. The very desire, or attempt, or successful remembering to forgive, and do all the rest of what you've mentioned, is an indicator of a pretty high frequency in itself. And yes, the Course is amazing, but it's also entirely possible to practice it (or any profound teaching) for decades and not see any inner or outer improvement at all.
So it seems to me, what you're describing in yourself, is a rising frequency that is helping you get ever more wondrous benefit out of your practice of the Course. Which, like all great teachings, is holographic in nature. The deeper you get, the deeper it gets. It opens like a blossom and shows you unexpected worlds of new wisdom and beauty that mirrors wherever your own frequency has risen to. And then it keeps on doing that. Meeting you wherever you've risen to.
But from the inside of what currently feels like 'you,' it doesn't necessarily feel like that. Right? Or it doesn't feel different enough from before. Or having that high frequency doesn't feel like (or seem to give the added benefits) that we expect or hope it should.
For me, (to give you some idea) what's slightly different now is this sort of thing: somebody or something starts to wind me up, and then instead of me getting angry, a quiet inner inspiration simply says, 'Or I could just love them.' And then I actually do.
That's recent, and I'm enjoying it very much. So much nicer than being reactive to things & people in my world. But from the inside of this personality self, that just feels like a small random change for the better. Not a clear indicator that anything is rising, or clearing, or profoundly different in any way. All very mysterious. :-)