Loved unconditionally
“Go into yourself and see how deep the place is from which your life flows.” — Rainer Maria Rilke
Welcome to my office where birds provide the soundtrack for my writing hours and where the trees and the flowers and even the weeds (according to an article I just read) strengthen my immune system and improve my cognitive function.
The study even suggested that time in nature slows biological aging so perhaps I should also post an after picture at the end of my workday.
All I know is that I love spending time outdoors and that I feel so alive when I wake up to the sun, go outside to gather up the petals and leaves and other natural gifts to make my morning mandala.
The only downside I can report is that a recent podcast interviewer requested I move my laptop back inside. Evidently, the birds were compromising the sound quality.
I still commune each morning (in writing) with my cosmic concierge and it’s becoming ever more clear why the message of being loved is repeated over and over and over again.
Being loved unconditionally–no matter how you look or what you do–is not a message often imparted. Even the best of parents convey an idea about the proper way to do things, the necessity of “being good.” I’m still unclear what being good actually entails.
Our culture continues the “you could always be better” program. You could make better grades, get a better job, find a better situation than the one you’re in now.
My guidance keeps pointing out that by waiting for that “better someday” I snub the unfathomable, beautiful now. Or as Rumi called it, “the infinite moment where everything happens.”
I ran across a line in the Course in Miracles the other day that confirmed the importance of thoroughly understanding how deeply I am loved. It said that until I wholly know with every fiber of my being how valuable I am, I will be unable to understand anything.
When we don’t see ourselves as unconditionally, whole-heartedly loved, it’s virtually impossible to walk out into the world unguarded and secure. Until that sinks in, we continue to harbor…oh, just a slight need to impress people, to act in ways that ensure they like us. Certainly wouldn’t be safe to just run around and start hugging everyone.
All our energy, whether we’re aware of it or not, is sucked into this futile pursuit, this unending self-improvement project.
So, yes, my morning writing tends to be a broken record, telling me over and over that, “It’s okay. You are forever loved no matter what you do. It’s okay that you ate all that buttered popcorn at the movie. It’s okay you didn’t get to the essay you’re working on. It’s ALL OKAY.”
I hope you, too, are getting confirmation of how gorgeous, talented and perfect you are.
I also want to share a couple upcoming events. On June 29, the day before I fly to England, I’ll be “sharing the online stage” with Lisa Natoli and Maria Felipe. Here’s a link to this event called, “Living in your True Nature.”
On September 22, the amazing Karen Drucker will be back in my hood where she, Greg Tamblyn and I will be hosting a free Happy Hour of Song and Stories to benefit the Taz Grout 222 Foundation. I’ll be sharing more about that in the next few weeks.
If I don’t see you at any of these heart-opening events, please know that you are deeply embedded in my soul. And that I love you no matter what!
#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)