Practicing Love (#274)

7. F. I try again. There is a task I haven’t done for a while and I started doing it again yesterday. It reminds me of the big project even though it is much smaller in size. It is creating anxiety which I think is carrying over into the evenings. I moved far away from the love.

6. ZRM. I am in a strange way tonight. I seem to be carrying around a burden. Is it just tiredness?  Is it the transition? Also I guess I am coming down from the excitement of the weekend. Maybe it is a matter of focusing or getting control of my mind.

Hmm. I lost  stop here. Must not have saved it

5. F. pause…I haven’t experienced this quiet for a while. Does the mind know when it needs to quiet down?

4. F. pause

3. Gr. Glad to be here among other things

2. TGT. Alive again on an overcast day to experience what I can on this great big round, blue and white stage where I am one among billions of extras

1. A Conversation

***: Hi there
Adams Rubble: Hello
***: Wow! You have done everything I could have asked, and did ask, of you
Adams Rubble: Yes, it is a bittersweet time
***: I feel it too
Adams Rubble: I have been waiting for you to kill me off
***: I learned a thing or two about my selves/identities in these past few months
Adams Rubble: I don’t understand
***: You all are full of surprises and the best way to handle you all is to take you all lightly. Enjoy you all when you are fun and then drop you when I need to Listen (in Pema’s words). Besides you have put this into a new direction
Adams Rubble: I thought you would have been a little upset with me
***: Oh, you had me worried for a time. I am never sure when you push into new directions, but I was learning from you along the way. You sure stood up to the naysayer voice within me
Adams Rubble: Well we did pay a price, didn’t we
***: Yes, I feel a little bad about that
Adams Rubble: : Me too. Why did you stick with me?
***: The Chronicles was yours to write. I didn’t want to play around with losing the memories
Adams Rubble: Thank you. It was great fun
***: You weren’t with me yesterday
Adams Rubble: For some reason you dropped me
***: Did I do that? I was changing directions after you finished writing the Chronicles and getting back to the routine and things I had put off. I guess in thinking you finished your work, I let you slip
Adams Rubble: I felt a little bad watching negative energy build up in you
*** Income tax preparation will do that . Thanks for your concern. I know how you love. Among all the things you have been and done, and your looking at everything with fresh eyes was a biggie, I mostly appreciate you reminding me of the love. Last night I was wondering why I had let it wither up to a small fraction of itself. Why did I think everything else was so important? Last Sunday you made love explode in me. It is still there, glowing like a little lamp inside me
Adams Rubble: That is wonderful
***: This morning I was thinking about you
Adams Rubble: Uh oh
***: No, not that way. I was pondering how much other avatar friends get concerned whenever I mention your work may be done
Adams Rubble: My friends!
***: Yes, OUR friends! You are the warmest, most open identity of mine. The old, grumpy, naysaying identity is hard to love. Anyway I was thinking about love and the fact that Geo talked about “striving for love”. To me striving means to not just bask in it but to try it out…to make it active. Connect to the timeless element of love. I need to look around lovingly and listen
Adams Rubble: I haven’t been such a great listener
***: Ha ha, you ARE quite the talker . I like that about you
Adams Rubble blushes
***: Anyway, I was thinking that if you were to practice, hmmmm, let’s call it “love application”. You are more open and loving and the perfect identity/self/manifestation/avatar to try this out. Then you can be the voice in me helping me to remember
Adams Rubble: It would be nice to have work again
***: Great…see you around then
Adams Rubble: Bye