4:45AM. I hear it. I think something big has fallen. Or something has crashed into something. Or a bomb has hit our house. Or something has hit one of our trees. Yesterday I had heard a crash in the kitchen. One of those sticky hooks had fallen off the side of the cabinet and the mug had crashed into the sink of dirty dishes. Miraculously the mug hadn’t broken. Buffalo china from eBay. So when I heard the crash early this morning I thought it was more of the same, only larger. Things seem to be crashing all around us these days. Have you noticed? The stock market, oil spills, the government, the WORLD governments, health, relationships, jobs, homes. BOOM! There it goes! Step aside or you might get hurt.
A thunderstorm. A fierce thunderstorm. I used to be afraid of them. I mean, curl up in a ball behind the couch until it’s over afraid. Past life memories, I’m sure. But this energy? Powerful stuff. I went back to sleep to the rumbles that were now not so distant, but I felt safe in my house. Steve got up when the rain started, water pouring over our gutters because the whirligigs were blocking the flow. I heard the front door open, but thought he was leaving for work. We stayed up until 1 last night watching the 25th favorite myths busted on Mythbusters. I love that show. But after only 4 hours of sleep, I’m not too coherent.
I think we need to feel safe these days, so I’m thinking about what makes me feel safe. A little money in the bank, my family safe and healthy and near me, my husband, my faith. I’m not talking about the weak, close-my-eyes-and-believe kind of faith, I’m talking about that unshakable Core faith that KNOWS, with every cell in your body, that everything is okay, no matter what the outside circumstances. Steve and I watched a documentary on the lost book of Nostradamus and it was all doom and gloom and the destruction of the world. When they read the final page, which stated when the world was going to end, an ad for the next show popped up. The words “That’s Impossible” appeared in the lower left corner. Yup, I said, I agree, and started laughing. Is it possible that we help create the future with our thoughts? If we focus on the negative and awful, do we call it to us? Or sort of call it to us? I’m not taking any chances - I take the time every day to SEE the world as a loving, gentle place and I HAVE seen changes as a result of my thoughts. Am I always positive and love and light-filled? Of course not. Sometimes I crash. Sometimes I get reminded of what those crashes energetically feel like, in the form of the BOOM and the BANG of the storm and the cup on the dishes. It’s loud, it’s frightening because it’s so sudden, and it’s probably always destructive in some way. Sometimes crashes are necessary to clear out the old, but sometimes crashes are a result of us taking our eyes off the road. So today I am keeping my eyes closely on the road ahead of me. I’ve got the radio tuned to 106.9 and I’m jamming out to “Paradise by the Dashboard Lights.” Life is very, very good.