“Sadly, there are more wild horses in holding pens than in the wild.” — Willie Nelson
One of the many perks of my job is getting beautiful thoughts from beautiful people. As ya’ll know, I get lots of emails with lots of great stories.
The other day (maybe yesterday, I forget), this post came in from my friend, Dunn Neugebauer. I like it so much that I decided to share it here. I know you’ll enjoy!!!
For whoever is listening:
I’m spinning around in this incarnation on a crazy planet – it’s divided and two-sided and everything I read and hear wants me – is begging me – to be scared and mad and apprehensive. Often times, people pull me into their conversations wanting me to be that way because that’s the way they are.
Anyway, the reason for this letter is that I’m not that great at praying – my words get interrupted by a scattered mind that keeps throwing out its agendas and ideas and fears. Enough about fears. And anger. And division.
For whoever is listening, help me love this incarnation MORE, not less! Help me realize I’m in the midst of wonderful people, I’m sitting in a beautiful building, and though I’ve been in such a state that I once couldn’t afford the stamp to mail this letter, I’m surrounded by opulence and edged weeds and insured policies and secured doors.
For whoever is listening, I pray for nothing selfish but instead ask for gratitude and then more gratitude. Because I have sports to watch at the touch of a button, a friend to text across the country with the command of my very voice, transportation that can get me from Dunkin Donuts to the river and, think about it, is there any place else I need to go?
For whoever is listening, let me know that we attract what we focus on, we attract what and who we are, so with that said please mute the voices of the press and the TV and steer me into the day in silent wonder, profound awe, constant amazement at all that’s been created.
After all, we can fly. We can communicate. We can enjoy.
For whoever is listening, remind me of just yesterday, when I met eight new colleagues, listened to a meeting that turned into one of the best comedy shows I’ve ever been to, sat at a table with a meal that many in the world don’t get.
For whoever is listening, I just want you to know that I’m ticked off at being ticked off, and constantly being reminded that I’m supposed to be ticked of even more. We were created out of love – and when we go there, magic happens – and if you don’t believe in magic then you’ve lost your wand.
The wand, for the record, is in your head; it’s carried in your very soul. So quit looking everywhere for it – it really is as plain as the nose on your face.
For whoever is listening, I turned off media outlets this morning and simply appreciated the silent hum of an air conditioner – nothing more, nothing less. And it was exactly that emptying of the mind – of the hate and the stress and the division – that brings me to rhymes and verse and prose and hopefully inspiration.
Who knew? If the humming of an air conditioner can do that, what if I practiced this more? What then I ask?
And so, for whoever is listening, thanks for creativity, the legs to run, the place to write. Thanks for my six pillars – read, write run, beer, book, burrito – and please help me keep the ‘beer’ part in check.
But thanks for this – all this. Fourth of July parades, Easter Egg hunts, Game 7’s, watching 22 midgets chasing one soccer ball, seeing the wheels spin in the heads of our youth and the ‘aha’ moment when they ‘get it.’ Weekends with the tops down, the moods up, and the destination who cares?
And thanks for letting me know that there is no reason, none at all, to focus on hate and anger and division. For I came from you, and like you, I came from love and peace – I wasn’t created out of hate.
And finally, thanks for listening. And thanks for the circle of light you’re drawing around me as I go through this day. And thanks for the gratitude to appreciate – not complain about – all of this.
Thanks, Dunn, and thanks to all of you who I hereby command to go out and have the very best weekend of your life. #222 Forever!
Pam Grout is the author of 20 books including E-Squared, E-Cubed, Thank & Grow Rich and her latest book, The Course in Miracles Experiment: A Starter Kit for Rewiring Your Mind (And Therefore Your World) that has just been turned into an app. Badass ACIM (badass-acim.com)