A gift, the present

I am close to finishing up Eckhart Tolle’s, A New Earth, and I am feeling much better about breaking free from my own mental prison. I have learned so many great things from this book and have started applying them to my awareness daily. I am continuing to try and live in the present moment because that is all that really matters. I am able to be more of an active listener, a better parent, wife and every other role I play when I am actively trying to stay present. It has been eye opening to see how I insert myself into the collective pain-body of the psych units on a regular basis as my role as counselor. I have questioned my motives for staying in this profession many times over the past 15 years. I think it is the purpose to serve that keeps me there and to guide others on their journey to identifying their own inner thoughts and feelings prison. When you live in the moment the sky is just a little bluer, the leaves a little greener and everything seems to be just as it is. This is such a tough lesson, realizing that everything is just as it is and spiritually speaking I think God has the preview, not us. I think that what we see as good happens for a reason and so does the bad. I was watching Joel Osteen with my friend Mary last night and he spoke about how often we do not recognize the gifts in the negative events in our lives. When things are going well we are grateful and when things are not well we pray they get better and try to be grateful for what we still have. He explained that in life we should be grateful for the negative things to because most of the time those events are working to shape our lives for the better even if we can’t see it. He talked about an older man who was taking his wife for her weekly treatment at the hospital and when he went to cross the street to meet her he was hit by a car. He was rushed into the hospital and they found some internal bleeding and needed to do a CAT scan which led them to discover he had a tumor on his kidney. When they checked it out they found he had a rare and progressive form of cancer that would have probably gone undetected until it was to late to operate had h not needed that CAT scan. They removed the tumor and he made a full recovery. It is stories (small miracles) like these that make it much easier for me to understand God’s promises for us all and how he is working in our lives no matter what form the circumstances may take. I continue to HOPE and love and pray daily not only for the wisdom to be grateful even in times of struggle but to be more accepting of the present, his gift to us all.