"Be quiet and listen, will ya?"
It's been a long week and a half since I shared my last love tool. I have been in a super quiet space, almost too quiet. I found myself lying awake at night, all alone, in my cold bed thinking about why a square won't fit into a circle, why most people like cheddar cheese in their baked macaroni (personally I think it taste better mixed with mozzarella), wondering who thought ketchup, mustard, & relish would taste good as condiments on a hotdog?.... Actually, I wasn't alone or cold. My heat works just find and my husband was laying on my left side, somewhere off in sleep land snoring away. haha. Just kidding about the whole square, circle and macaroni thing! But seriously, I always seem to wonder about the hot dog condiments. I can't be the only one?
Now that I've got your attention due to my lame attempt to make up a fictitious story to poetically describe the space I'm in, let me get into it! I would like to think of this blog post as a journal entry, a great listening ear for whats been plaguing me in the past few days. Hear goes! Hi my name is Rashina and I have a confession to make. Beautiful people of the universe, I'm feeling a little stuck. Well not stuck, but "on pause" like Colleen St. Michaels likes to call it. Yep. Pause as in still frame, as in slowed down to almost a trance like stop, as if I am literally on pause watching the world move around me.
I am usually pretty good at honing in on things that try to challenge my positive self space. I acknowledge the not so positive things, but try not to waste too much of my precious time focusing on them. Usually those negative feelings are fleeting and I am right back on my planet of spiritual bliss. The past 8 or 9 days have been different though. I have been feeling a little vibrationally challenged.
I've done a few practices that typically bring me back in, such as reading, positive self-talk, and recharging & trying to balance my NRG, but it felt like nothing was working. I was feeling like my zest was missing, my seasoning that makes me a little spicy was suddenly gone. It kind of felt like someone had sucked the enthusiasm right out of my chest and I say chest because my usual movements are ruled by my heart, as I try to do everything out of love and compassion. I mean, man, I was feeling like I hit a brick walll! Everything was as quiet as a lake on a windless day. Which is kind of a good thing because hitting a brick wall was an immensely needed abrupt wake up call.
"Shina, what in the hell are you talking about?" Listen loves, I mean continue reading to get this gem! Often times, as human beings, we allow quiet spaces to discourage us. It's like if we have a moment of un-busyness (nope not a word), our mind starts on this path of "Ruh roh! What if I'm failing?" (although busy doesn't always mean productive, funny we equate it that way) We start occupying our minds with menial worry, consumed with 'what if things don't play out the way I planned them in my head' thoughts. We start talking ourselves into these dark holes surrounded by a bunch of negations that ultimately try to talk us out of our passions! If we would instead, appreciate the stillness, we might realize that just maybe God is sending us divine messages, just maybe God is speaking if we would be willing to listen! We would understand that he uses these moments to tell us the next move we should make because he knows that when there is no noise, that's the only time we can hear him clearly enough to follow his lead.
Gem right here: Learn to "Trust the silence". There is a special wisdom to be found in being still. A wise person once said, "Make time for the quiet moments because God whispers and the world is loud." Stillness isn't negative, it's neutral so don't get discouraged during the quiet moments of stillness. Sweetheart, stillness does not mean you are failing, it means God is trying to tell you something important!
Oh and if you were wondering, I hear God loud and clear! He has me exactly where I needed to be to hear this message!
Love and light to all!
Xo,
Shina