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When you get into alignment with life…

Some of you asked, what my “journey” has done so far for me:
(http://mayur.ca/the-power-of-your-own-thought/)
 
First a little back story…
 
It actually all started in looking for joy. I realized a few months back, things have been way out of balance for far too long. Taking care of mom/dad the last 10 years. Dad had Alzheimers, which was triggered by a family trauma (losing money, financial crisis, don’t want to get into it) and his own poor health. I became unemployed and came back home… found all this tragedy and drama unfolding and became part of it. I thought I would help.. for a few years.. it became 10.. mostl of my own doing.. Mom got depressed and then I did.. for 10 bloody years… the dark days were unbearable.. often wanting to end it all.
 
But the last year or so, a close friend showed me that life isn’t supposed to be full of pain. She pushed my buttons, and made me smile. She inspired me to change, and said I don’t have to care about everyone. But that pattern was so strongly built in me by that point. She didn’t give up. She gave me a hint that joy was possible and showed me what it looked like. We went to the gym, and met friends, and ate good food. Life was good.. but then she left for her own journey.. and I started back with Hicks again..
 
My cousin showed me Hicks like 12 years ago.. I wasn’t ready then.. thought it was too much woo woo, crystals and pixie dust.. what are these people smoking?
 
I decided a few months back.. I would commit to some small moments of joy every day.. a laugh even.. a smile.. walking in public and not being so damn depressed.. thanks to my friend..
 
Then.. was the light switch.. “If source can’t make them see, what makes you think you can”. That line was for me. Mom is still in her limiting, small thinking bubble. So what.. i don’t care.. let her be. I could never say that a year ago. Dad is gone now.. he passed last year.. but its her. I was so caught up in saving for the last 10 years.. I lost myself. But that one line was it. It was enough to get me to see myself in the mirror once again. Its my life.. its a gift.. I knew it.. but I didn’t get it.
 
The changes…
 
A side effect of saving others.. is that I didn’t save myself.. Single.. never married.. but I forgive myself.. I understand now it wasn’t them.. it was me.. and I’m working on it and things are changing for the better already..
 
I’m eating better and losing weight.. its me.. I get to decide.. and I decide good health..
 
Found a few web developers I can outsource to.. client contracts are coming.. people are actually demanding I send them an invoice! hahah.. a project I have dreamed of for 2 years is going full speed ahead.. and I found exactly, like I mean EXACTLY as if I created him myself… like down to the accent!!! That guy showed up.. I could kiss him LOL.. anyways.. happy happy joy joy….
I can’t talk just about Hicks without also mentioning Pastor Joel Osteen and Pastor Andy Stanley either.. google them… a must conceal and carry for me anyways..
 
Look for joy.. from there you will find a lot of answers. Life is not supposed to be painful.
 

(See part 1.. where it all started for this post…http://mayur.ca/the-power-of-your-own-thought/)

Go to Facebook for other discussion about this..https://www.facebook.com/groups/AbrahamHicksVortexGroupOfLOVE/permalink/1309172435875886/

 

If by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

Stress-induced Alzheimers and Dimentia

My dad has Alzheimer’s and is in a nursing home now. It’s pains me every day knowing he is there, but there really isn’t much I can do about it. I tried everything I could to keep him at home, but ultimately, the choice was taken out of our hands when he got Shingles and had to be hospitalized earlier this year. From the hospital, we decided to put him in nursing care. He fell several times at home and was acting erratically. He would wake up in the middle of the night and start wandering around. Once he got sick, we decided it was best to have professionals take care of him. That probably saved his life.

When I look back at it, I know that stress was a major contributing factor to his condition. 2008/2009 was a particularly stressful year for my parents (and me too). They ran into major financial troubles and family issues (which I won’t go into out of respect for those involved). I was unemployed and happened to be the only one that could provide a solution, so I decided to care for them full time. Once he was diagnosed in 2009 with this disease, I learned everything I could about Alzheimers. I came to the conclusion that stress was a major contributing factor. My dad was never very good with handling stress and anxiety anyways.

To make sure it never happens to me, I started looking for a different approach to life and found a lot of new ideas I could incorporate – meditation, living in the present, doing what you love, smiling regardless of the outcome, getting out of GOOP (good opinions of other people) and more.

I have a much better balance to life now. Do I have everything I want? Not yet, but I approach things differently now. And I’m mindful of stress-inducing people and situations. I don’t avoid stress – you never can. I just react differently to it now.

If you have aging parents, please don’t hand them life changing stressful life changes. Everyone has a good chance of getting Alzheimers and I can tell you from first hand experience that the primary issue in Alzheimers stems from diet. Inflammation inducing foods like non-organic meats, toxins, oils, and unrefined sugars and wheat are the major culprits. I don’t drink pop, don’t use oil in cooking, and remove stressful people wherever I can.

I know our parents are supposed to teach us and show us the way. I just never expected to learn it like this.

Nobody has the answer but you

Some of you are living a fulfilling and complete life. Through luck, hard work, and never giving up, you got it. Congratulations. I know it’s not always happy, but it is on balance.

I haven’t been so lucky. But it’s not luck. I get it. It’s putting in the effort. You only get what you deserve through the work of your own hands and mind. In the past, when I was stuck, I looked for answers. The one thing. The single answer or book or course or social network that could get me to this strange island everyone else seems to be visiting called “happiness”. To be honest, I still seek the answer but I take a wiser approach now. Somehow, I didn’t seem to get the early lesson of actually working hard and that happiness is earned, not deserved.

The most important thing I have learned is that NO SINGLE HUMAN can have the complete answer. It’s not possible. Each of us comes from a single point of reference: our own lives. Even if you read 50 books on destiny and happiness, they might all be wrong and the answer might be in the 51st book.

Even making this post is my arrogant point of view.

One thing I have figured out: we are designed to live and get better. That seems to be our genetic destiny if you look at the human population in the past 300 years. We are getting smarter, faster, and living longer.

But everyone has only so much time.

So if you have a dream, then do it. If you want to be a juggler, cook, pie maker, CEO, or sweeper, do it. You only have this one life (as far as we know). Live without regret. A week from now life could end for something benign, tragic, or accidental like the snap of a finger.

Pursue the dream. Do it smartly. Get some mentors – we are social creatures after all. Read books and use your unique, human-only gift: to think and get better. Don’t try to re-invent. It’s time wasting.

Live.