Releasing Attachments

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I know this to be true.  I often forget it though.  So today, Wayne Dyer’s quote from “You Are What You Think” resonates with me:

“To release attachments, you have to make a shift in how you view yourself. If your primary identification is with your body and your possessions, your ego is the dominant force in your life  If you can tame your ego sufficiently, you’ll call upon your spirit to be the guiding force in your life.  As a spiritual being, you can observe your body and be a compassionate witness to your existence. Your spiritual aspect sees the folly of attachments because your spiritual self is an infinite soul.”

This has been a tough year for me physically and emotionally.  Today, I am releasing any attachment I have to how my physical and emotional bodies “should” be.  It is what it is. Awareness is key and today I am aware.

 

Being Me

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I’ve loved this photo from the first day I saw it.  That would be me hanging upside down during a ballet class.  I never took any ballet classes when I was little.  First, we didn’t have the money and second, my mom knew me well enough to know I could never pay attention long enough to get through a class with such a structured environment.  Back when I was growing up there was no ADHD or ADD given as a diagnosis.  I was just me being me.  Rebellious.  Sassy.  A potty mouth — descriptions of me being me then and I would say those same descriptions hold true for me now — I would add “Real” though.  Rebellious. Sassy.  Potty Mouth.  Real.  Me being me.  Gratitude for all things they say.  I am definitely grateful to be me.

How about you?  Are you being you or are you being someone you think you’re supposed to be — for someone else?  I did that stint, too.  “Me being me” took a back seat for several years; the “me thinking I needed to be what someone else thought I should be” taking front and center stage.  Whew, am I ever glad that era is over.  

It took a good friend, a group of wonderfully spiritually-oriented people, and a greeting card to get me back on track.  The good friend remained steadfast through the many alliterations of me and continues to be a life force friend to this day; the group of people are still around, too, only dispersed throughout the world these days (each of us knowing we could call on one another and we’d be there in a heartbeat); and the greeting card that arrived in the mail one day.  All that was handwritten inside were three words, “Where Are You?”

Those three words changed my life.  I made an about-face; made the lifestyle changes required for me to begin being me again and voila’.  I am here.  Me being me.

The invitation is always present.  Where Are You?  May I have this dance?