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I no longer make New Year’s resolutions. When I fumble, they tumble from my grasp
crashing onto the floor. Discouraged, I
fill my world with self-recriminations. Instead of continuing this downward
spiral, I turn inward focusing on my breath. In the silence of my quiet mind, I
bask in the warmth of my hopes.
Clarity comes to this nebulous land as my hopes rise from
the depths of my soul to the surface of my heart. No longer hidden, I befriend them. Chisel and hammer in hand, I carve to set
hope free. I sing the joyous song of
becoming to the rhythm of my carving beat.
Only by resting in the silence of my quiet mind do I find
the clues to guide my hopes on the journey of manifestation. In this place I don’t feel the stress and
anxiety of something trying to fit into something already preformed. Rather, when I allow myself to move with the
rhythm of the chisel and the hammer, I discover the path shard by removed
shard. In the smoothness of the stone
revealed, I am no longer shrouded in the illusions of my fantasy resolution. The hammer beats in sync with my heart. I am exactly where I need to be.
In my mind’s eye I know where I want to be at the end of
2015. My heart is suffused with curious
daring; my spirit, courage. I whisper,
“Show me.” And, then with my hope lying gently in my hand, I begin to walk,
skip, and dance to the beat of hammer and chisel. I joyously glide on the path in constant
awareness of my hopes transforming my reality.
What are your hopes for 2015?
Wishing you the awareness of the rhythm that draws your
hopes to manifestation,
Vanessa Hurst
www.intentandaction.com
www.healingwillow.com
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