Up early and observing the inner landscape

I realize that the heading "up early' doesn't mean much on the other side of the world where it isn't 'early'. Such is the nature of our global community these days.

After only four hours of sleep, I am wide awake and have given up on rolling around in my bed covers. It's the second day of school for Aidan and Fleur and they were fighting upstairs as the start to their day. My heart bleeds for them. I guess it's part of their adjustment process for the new term. I hope so because I don't want this to continue every morning. I'm fortunate that my days didn't start that way when I was growing up. I like to get up and go to sleep in a peaceful environment. I know that isn't possible for many children who don't have any control over who does or says what, in their households.

Anyway, they've left the house now and all is quiet again. So here I sit with my bowl of porridge and my thoughts. I had a lovely long chat with my friend Zoe yesterday evening. She splits her time between here and the Okanagan and happens to be here this month. We were comparing notes on how the energy feels just now and what's going on with the US election campaign. She's American and will have the opportunity to vote, which I think it going to be very exciting this time around.

We were talking about her nephew's recent experience with changing the direction of his life and how it came about for him. It reminded me, in a timely fashion, that when it's time for things to happen, they happen. It's hard to misinterpret which path to take and the synchronicities come hard and fast. I'm thinking about such things because I can feel change just around the proverbial corner and I'm wondering what will happen in my world.

Yesterday, two of my clients cut their hours in half. While I understand that their resources are limited, I went into serious talking-to-myself mode. I've been busy reframing what happened so that I can stay in a positive frame of mind and heart. I'm telling myself that this is freeing me up for other opportunities and whatever change is coming. Hope is in the air and I am drinking deeply of it!

Last night, we were talking about what our choices feel like, as opposed to what they look like and what we think about them. When I'm trying to do something that is logical but not right for me, it feels difficult and obstructed. I notice the battle between my mind, which is trying to keep me secure, and my intuition, which is trying to keep me secure. They're just different kinds of secure! I'm learning that my mind is best used in service of my intuition, and that my intuition is a language that has a different lexicon, one that isn't as familiar or accessible.

The path of fear doesn't work and I know it. Even my mind knows it. I just need to beat a new path. I don't spend as much time on the fearful path as I used to and that's a very good thing. I said last night that we are Fringe Dwellers, and that, perforce, means that there are not many mainstream examples to follow. Perhaps we are creating them for others who will follow close on our heels.

Which reminds me of a conversation I had recently with Ruth, in Scotland. We were discussing money, and fear about the lack thereof. It occurred to me that if we didn't fear lack, we wouldn't need money as a holder of value in the first place. I was imagining a world where everyone shared what they had, which would mean that if I didn't have enough of something, someone else would share what they had. If I knew that would be the case, I wouldn't need to stockpile against the eventuality of not having enough. And they wouldn't be afraid to share with me because they would know that they would always have their needs met too.

In a scenario such as this, we would just keep rearranging resources; moving them from one place to another as they were needed. Substitute countries for people, and we would move extra food, skills and knowledge, from a country with a surplus to a country that might be experiencing a shortage. Is that overly simplistic or just good sense? Am I naive?

I've been living in a world that looks like that lately. I've had to learn to graciously accept the help of family, friends and strangers over the last few years. I've struggled with it because I thought that it meant I was being irresponsible. And in the old paradigm, I suppose I was. But in the emerging world, I hope I'm not. It's been a hard lesson for me but perhaps those are the ones with greatest value in preparing me to live in the world that I hope is just around the corner.

How's that for early morning observations? With a stomach full of warm porridge, I will start my day.