I don’t want no fancy pants; I’m not looking for flash and dazzle.
Well, okay, maybe a teeny bit of dazzle.
I see you in a pair of good hiking boots. You are standing on a large rock outside your home. Of course, you have a staff that your uncle Raymond gave you, and it’s got all its crystals firmly attached.
But it’s the jeans you are wearing that I want to borrow. I just love those things!
They are the perfect shade of blue and those pockets are so easy to get to. You never have to fumble to find them.
Those jeans are not too tight and not baggy. I want to wear them because you bought them when your other jeans were too big. Remember how good it felt when you’d lost all that weight and were in such good shape that your old pants kept falling down? Hahaha! So you went out and bought new jeans.
You bought new hiking boots too. Your feet were healed completely. The podiatrist was flabergasted. He had done the x-rays himself, both the before and the after. The before x-rays looked like an earthquake had shifted the bones in your feet and the after shots showed normal, healthy bone structure. He could not explain it and would not have believed it if he hadn’t treated you himself.
When you used to talk to him about yoga and Reiki, he thought you were a little flaky. Okay, he thought you were quite flaky, but he liked you because you had such a positive attitude.
Now when he sees you he just shakes his head and looks deeply puzzled.
Your other doctors had the same reaction when you went back to see them after taking your health into your own hands.
What was it that convinced you that you were not getting well by their treatments? Their medicines, which only treated individual symptoms, actually caused more complicated problems because they ignored the real cause of the dis-ease.
But you started listening carefully to the wisdom of body; you finally recognized body as ally and not enemy. You cared for her. You made sure she had good rest, good sleep, good work and good fun. You learned to fine tune her senses and seeing, hearing and all the rest became a highly developed art. The whole world sprang to life and every multidimensional moment was magnificent in its own right.
You learned that body is an excellent transmitter of beautiful, helpful energy. You became a source of healing for your family and friends.
Even your relationships, especially the difficult ones, got better. Old conflicts were resolved and ancestral wounds were healed.
Another thing I like about those jeans is that you don’t have to change clothes to sit down to meditate. You can just plop into position anytime you like. Man, I like that kind of freedom of movement!
So let’s do some of that freaky shaman stuff you learned how to do where you bend time like a rainbow ; you know, where you make a great bridge from hither to yon. Let’s meet in body and start the molecular process of positive change.
What’s that? It’s already happening?
I’ll be thinking about the color shirt I want to wear with those jeans.
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