New Habits vs Old Habits

“Everyday I learn a little more about love”. JD Loudermilk.

Take the term “belief”. By the very nature of the definition of this word. . . (to accept and real or true) even after the belief has out-worn its welcome/becomes irrelevant, it may hang on unconsciously, held in collective consciousness for generations.

“I believe” the fastest way to dis-spell a belief that no longer serves its host is to shine the light of consciousness on it.

Let’s examine the commonly accepted belief that “old habits die hard.” How is it that so many of us accept this to be “fact” when, if held under the light of consciousness, it’s just an assumed belief, and a bullshit one at that.

I’ll grant that there is a lot of evidence to “prove” that belief to be a “true fact”. However, since I have come to accept that things are formed in thought before they are formed in the physical word, (See the Science of Getting Rich by Walter D Wattles) I offer the following for your consideration;

“New habits replace old ways of thinking with ease!” . . . . as easily as the cells of my body are sluffed off and replaced daily. In just one year every cell in my body will have been replaced with new cells.

We are all presented with the opportunity to program each cell with new information that we create in this moment. Listen . . . and, hear what my new cells say;

“Celebrate Life”

“All good things are available to me/us now”

I’m like a flower bed where you are invited to visit. Bring a pair of clippers in case you would like to take some of my flowers home with you . . .

“Take one of these”.

“Here, take one of those”.

“thank you God . . . I always have more than enough to share!”

Thank you that today I’m warmed by your presence; my husband is home. We have food in the fridge. My children are safe. I’m so grateful.

The Truth Shall Bare You Out

My waking thought, “the truth shall bare you out”, rolled around in my noggin’ until I finally got up and wrote it down. I interpret this to say that TRUTH is the mother giving  rise to a new me.

According to Wattles, the first principal in the science of getting rich is to “. . . think TRUTH, regardless of appearances.” This first principal comes at a price; “To think according to appearance is easy; to think truth regardless of appearance is laborious, and requires the expenditure of more power than an other work man is called upon to perform.”

The labor of giving birth is not known generally perceived as being “easy”. However, I wonder if we all decided and agreed that from now on – it would be easy, would that agreed upon belief make it so?

Or is it a simple truth of fact that to gain a new perspective (give birth) one must let go of an old one and sometimes that can be painful.

An early childhood memory; a scene from Kindergarten where the doors from outside the school to inside the classroom were painted bright primary colors. I remember that we had waited for a caterpillar to build its cocoon. It sat in a mason jar on the counter, mostly unnoticed until one day the butterfly was ready to be born.

We followed as our teacher took a mason jar that contained the chrysalis propped up on the twig outside. We hovered over the top of the glass jar watching, waiting.  It didn’t take long. After a struggle to free itself from the sticky shell, the wet wings stretched and revealed their color. Then the butterfly, a monarch took flight; flutter, flutter. We watched, heads tilted up, until we lost track of its curling motions.

I was captivated by the whole event that was not caused or created by human hands. I had an out of body experience – or so it appears from today’s lens on the past, in which I was watching myself and the other children watching the butterfly take flight.

Watching myself watching. Does that mean there are two of me?

I Can’t Complain . . .

How often we hear this statement, “I can’t complain. . .” as if it precludes that the person saying it is actually complaining but is pretending (to the person they are talking to at least) that they are not complaining.

I find “complaining” to be a SORRY excuse for expressing myself, and I am training myself to shun its use in conversation. But how?

THERE’S THE CATCH – I have friends that encourage, even bait me in the use of complaining under the guise of making conversation. And, I’m aware that I don’t need others to bait me into the act of complaining. I engage myself in the act with more regularity than I care to admit. 

During one of many “gripe sessions” over a glass of wine with my friend Penny, I said; “I wonder what we’d talk about if we weren’t complaining about . . . . (put your favorite gripe here)”? Neither one of us had an answer.

THERE YOU HAVE IT – Complaining is a a poor excuse for entertainment, edification, education, and especially for communication. What is it? What purpose does it serve? Is it a just a smoke screen for REALL communication? What would REAL communication sound like?

What would I have to say, in casual conversation, without a gripe to share with my neighbor, acquaintence, or friend? . . .  I welcome your thoughts on this matter, or should I say. . . human condition. (click here)

Oh yeah! That’s why we (human beings) talk about the weather! But, beware . . . that can be a complaint too. TOO HOT! TOO COLD! TOO WINDY!  

Cheers,

Nicole Stoddard, Seeker

“I can’t complain, but sometimes I still do. Life’s been good to me so far”. Joe Walsh, Musician, Uncle*

 *If we LOVE EM’, they’re family!

I Am My Own Best Enemy

The old adage, “I am my own worst enemy” is an archaic way of not taking responsibility for what comes out of my mouth. So I have changed it to suit the new plain of thought that tends to encourage me to evaluate my words through a new lens, thanks to my study of the Science of Getting Rich. 

An example of what I’m talking about came about just recently in a conversation with my daughter, Leslie. And, the adage, “I am my own best enemy” came into being. 

Dear Leslie: I think about the words that come out of my mouth with a lot more of an observative mind since beginning the study of The Science of Getting Rich and I want to tell you a recent cognition; as you were there when the words came out of my mouth. . . .so automatically that I was shocked to hear myself say them, even though I know I have said them (maybe even this exact lines) so my times before.

When you told me that Molly was living with her parents . . . I said “Oh, that sucks, I would never live with my parents in a million years”. While this statement might be true for me, to make it universal (as if just because I thought it, it applies to everyone) is a judgment and just plain juvenile.

BACKGROUND: In my growing up family. . .if you had a child out of wed-lock you were sent away for 9 months and had to give the baby up for adoption. Trying to live in my parent’s home again after I had moved away and saw that my home experience was not everyone’s . . . would be like trying to keep your head above water in a whirlpool of harsh words with the intent to shame you; guilt-ridden trips spiked with huffy-puffy . . . “you are wrong-ness and a burden to me”. I would not foresee moments of happiness and joy one should feel entitled to, occasioned by the arrival of a new baby.

I don’t know what it is like for Molly. However, for me to assume that it is for her or anyone else, as the paragraph above prescribes, is false to the core and I know Molly’s parents to be kind people in public; I have no reason to believe they play the game of Jeckel and Hyde. And so I would like to take this opportunity to rephrase my response to what you said to me . . .

 Nicole – “Where’s Molly living?”

Leslie – “With her parents?”

Nicole – “In Ashton?”

Leslie – “Yes”

Nicole – “Damn, she’s so lucky to have parents that are willing to and have the means to help support her and their new grandson. Her little boy is so lucky to be growing up with a loving environment . . . and in Squirrel, Idaho. What a lucky kid.”

 Cheers, Mom

To untrained ears, the conversation was innocent enough. To my nearly acquired senses, I felt compelled to dissect the ingredients and found myself lacking. I applied a corrective statement and share it with you as my way of thanking providence for this gift.

May my enemy stay with me as a constant and corrective tool; a guide to future ventures on this plain of wealth I ride.

Sitting On The Fence Can Give You A Wedgie

In Chapter 4 we are first introduced to the truth that thoughts held in formless substance produces the thing that is imaged by the thought. Walter D. Wattles admonishes the seeker (that’s me and you) to steer clear of ideas, teachings, books, media, and news that might shake my faith. Thought sounds like what I was admonished to do in Sunday School; “Avoid the very appearance of evil”.

As the watcher of my thoughts I notice that I sit on the fence a lot. I second guess one thing or a series of things that I’m doing or thinking, and I hope I can hop the fence and try the other way of doing things . . . before its too late.

Often I do this in my mind in a matter of seconds without actually acting on the things I’m thinking about. But, if Wattles is correction, just thinking the “thing” is enough to offset all the work I did practicing my faith by impressing formless substance with my desire to be rich.

If I’m doing this in my mind during the times of consciousness, it’s possible I’m doing this all the time, not just when I’m wathcing myself strattling that fence; getting a big fat wedgie.

I’m reminded me of a line from a Zepplin song, “. . . there’s still time to change the road you are on.”

Surely such confusion is harmful to my purpose to become rich. Surely “sitting on the fence” will not increase my chances of getting and enjoying the things I want. Far from it. If what Wattles is saying if true, and I believe that it is, “No thought of form can be inpressed upon Original Substance without causing the creation of the form”.

Just how responsible am I for what I think? Am I trustworthy?

Practicing My Purpose: I just erased everything I wrote a moment ago. I will practice being grateful becuase I feel shakey today. The Dow went down over 500 points, or so the news says. I have no idea what this means or how it affects me; and yet I’m so worried that it does affect me, or will affect me in some way that if I knew what to do I could do it now. I’m fence sitting again.

“To think what I want to think is the think TRUTH, regardless of appearances”. Chapter 4

Thank you Formless Substance for the aiblity I have to think what I want to think. I think abundance.

Striking It Rich

By all appearances, panning for gold is a thankless job. For your efforts, and if you are damn lucky, you’ll have a tiny glass vile with gold dust in the bottom. However, show me the bearer of such a small vile filled with gold dust, and you will come to know someone with real faith. They always have a tall-tale to tell, and just like the fish story about the “big” one that got away, they tell their gold fever story with such vim and vigor, they’ll having you believing that a gold nugget is just around the next river bend.

Yes, by appearance, a tiny vile of gold dust that may seem insignificant. However, given time and added together with other gold fines, you eventually get enough gold to make something of real value. This is an example of deliberate action in a consistent direction.

The study of the language of The Science of Getting Rich is much like panning for gold. Understand each the words through deliberate action (study each day), and have faith (a consistent direction) that you will be led to a gold nugget just around the next bend.y all appearances, panning for gold is a thankless job. For your efforts, and if you are damn lucky, you’ll have a tiny glass vile with gold dust in the bottom.

However, show me the bearer of such a small vile filled with gold dust, and you will come to know someone with real faith. They always have a tall-tale to tell, and just like the fish story about the “big” one that got away, they tell their gold fever story with such vim and vigor, they’ll having you believing that a gold nugget is just around the next river bend.

Yes, by appearance, a tiny vile of gold dust that may seem insignificant. However, given time and added together with other gold fines, you eventually get enough gold to make something of real value. This is an example of deliberate action in a consistent direction.

The study of the language of The Science of Getting Rich is much like panning for gold. Understand each the words through deliberate action (study each day), and have faith (a consistent direction) that you will be led to a gold nugget just around the next bend.