January 17, 2015

January 17, 2015: Attending to Bubbles for Balance

It's hard to believe that it has been well over a month since last I wrote.  I told a friend this morning - "I'm feeling off-
center…unbalanced…something's a-kilter.  I just don't have that same grounded feeling I did at the beginning of knowing my diagnosis.  That space is not reachable right now."  Sort of like the picture - still functioning, but not at an optimum or efficient level.  
Not good.  That space and place was full of grace.  Hoo-boy.  Does that make me an "ace" at rhyming?  Nah…just someone who is writing unmonitored by her frontal lobe.  

It would be easy to fall into a blow-by-blow litany of all of the events that have happened since I last wrote.  However, that would distract me rather than focus me to where I want to be: Grounded.  Connected to Spirit.  Connected to myself.  Litanies have a way of keeping one locked into one way of viewing things, and are very good distractors.  Sometimes the distraction keeps me from what I think I "should" be doing.  Other times it can keep me from going where I am being "led."  Either way, the litany becomes part of the journey when it simply doesn't have to be.    

And something is bubbling up.  I described it this morning to that same friend mentioned above.  "You know - it's like a really thick porridge that is coming to a boil.  It's like that first bubble, that starts on the bottom of the pot, and then
takes forever to come to the surface, but then, it does make it and there is this bubble that sort of splats out over the surface."  My bubble is rising - albeit slowly - to the surface.  (I'm hearing Little River Band…"Hang on!  Help is on the way…".)  
Help for the bubble - not help for me.  Believe me, this thing could easily be ignored - it's nothing that is painful at this moment.  However, left unattended, it will get stuck somewhere in the middle, and that could make for burnt porridge: a soup that will be scorched on the bottom, and that most likely means a scorched taste throughout.  So, one little bubble has the power to affect everything else.  Attend to the bubbles.  For real.  And I'm not kidding about that.

So - today, I ignored the list (or the boulder, as one of my friends has named it) and I scheduled a massage, and then some energy work.  If there's one thing that my tired bag-o-bones has learned: pay attention to the bubbles rising.
Example of NOT paying attention...
 Get them help.  Support them.  It may mean turning up the heat; it may mean stirring the pot.  Stop.  Wait.  Listen.  You will know what to do.  The trick is in listening and acting on what you are being told.  

The massage was great - one of the certificates on the wall said the guy had special training in head, neck and shoulders…and yeeees ma'am.  He shore did. When I paid at the front desk, the receptionist asked, "Do you know about our massage packages?  Pay for 3 and get one free, or pay for 4 and get one free."  I purchased before I could think about it.  I plunged into the "4" deal.  I need to take care of myself.  I have to remind myself that while my cancer may not be an "active li'l booger," it is still present, and could decide to become more active if I don't take care of myself.  

And, after a recent conversation between two sides of myself (i.e., the one that begrudges spending money on myself, and the one that understands that it is important to do so…which, btw, just happened on these very blog pages, but was  deleted so that YOU didn't have to live in my head as well), I am at peace and so effing excited that I now have 5 massages lined up that I could - well, hmmm….not
sure what I could do, but whatever it is would be fun and very outrageous. 

Time to go for the energy work now.  Then, I will attend to at least one thing today, and that is my cell phone.  For some reason, it's on - and it looks as if it's connected - but it can't call out, and no one can call in.  This is not a good thing for a phone that is used for emergencies.  It's a tracfon, and I pay an average of $15-20 a month - sometimes less if I can get a good deal on the pre-paid minutes.  However, I've had this phone for over 4 years (it's a flip top dumb phone), and it may be time to get a new phone.  Sigh.  We'll see.  

Later…I'm off to get energied.  Bubbles away!


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