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Deep Holes In The Sidewalks

 

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Dear Dad,

Today I received a parking fine for $150. I hesitated when parking in that area, the sign was new to me and I was unclear of its meaning. I ignored the feeling of hesitancy I felt when exiting my vehicle. I was gone from my car for less than 10 minutes, and returned to find the parking ticket waving at me from my windscreen. My heart sank. It was the most expensive avocado and banana I’d ever bought. Normally in this situation, I would feel the anger rising. Thoughts of ‘Why me?’ surfacing. …but not this time. For I have been here before. The victim. The blamer. I know why I received this ticket.

Just the night before I had found myself in a familiar hole. Money worries, feelings of lack when I discovered that my work hours had been reduced from four days a week to just two. We haven’t had as many schools book our programs next term and I’d felt a worry over the drop in income. Scarcity thoughts crept in and I reacted from a place of low vibration, arguing with my partner and succumbing to the ego in me. My parking ticket was a confirmation of my scarcity thinking, mirroring back to me my false feelings of ‘lack.’

Looking down at my ticket, I sighed and resolved to step out of my familiar hole. Crying over it would only exasperate my situation, bring about more of the same circumstances.

Father, thank you for the sign. For the reminder to walk a different path. I am grateful for the extra time to myself next term, for the extra days you have provided so that I may attend to a project dear to my heart. The freedom from lesson planning is something to be thankful for as I throw myself into other avenues with great passion. And of course, two days of work are always better than none.

Love  always,

Hayley xx

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Dear Child,

Sometimes situations will arrive at your door in unforeseen and distressing ways. You may feel as though the world is against you, that life is unfair and this shouldn’t be happening. In each heartache there lies an opportunity for spiritual growth. Are you prolonging unhealthy habits that are holding you back on your path to freedom? How about stagnant thought patterns that are creating equally stagnant circumstances? Is there an element of your own undoing that you have been refusing to see? Blame, excuses, feeling angry and victimised…we’ve all been there. But those feelings no longer serve us.  Nor does the outward search for refuge and answers. The answers lie here within. Be still.

Let us open our eyes and our hearts so that we may hear the answers to our prayers – for the solution to all sorrow lies in communion with the soul, with God. Instead of proclaiming ‘This isn’t fair!’ – may we have the strength to ask, ‘How may I grow from this? How may I serve?’

There are no accidents in this world. The world is ever changing, ever evolving, all knowing and divinely timed. When you accept that this is so, when you trust in life and trust that life is preparing you for your purpose – you can smile in the face of life’s hurdles, for they are your greatest teachers. Be safe in the knowledge, that in time – all will be well.

In love and light,

Your Father.

If you too have found yourself stuck in a hole, may Portia Nelson’s Poem – There’s A Hole In My Sidewalk, bring comfort as she reminds us that it is we who hold the key to end all suffering.

There’s A Hole In My Sidewalk

Chapter One
I walk down the street,
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk,
I fall in.
I am lost … I am helpless,
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find my way out.

Chapter Two
I walk down the street,
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk,
I pretend that I don’t see it.
I can’t believe I am in this same place.
But, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

Chapter Three
I walk down the same street,
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in … it’s a habit …but,
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

Chapter Four
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

Chapter Five
I walk down another street.

by Portia Nelson.

Let us be kind to ourselves as we navigate life’s sidewalks, may we pick ourselves up out of those deep holes, and choose another path.

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21 thoughts on “Deep Holes In The Sidewalks

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  2. Bravo!! Yay to you for growing in a new direction, for realizing it and for doing it. I love what the Father wrote back to you…listen to Him. I’ve come across that poem before isn’t it wonderful, thanks for sharing it again it’s such a great lesson!! xo

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    • It’s a wonderful poem isn’t it? And one that came with such great timing – we often find ourselves stuck in those familiar holes, but this poem reminds us of how we have the power to navigate ourselves around them and chose another path – so powerful xx

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      • It is a wonderful poem…I have different sayings hanging in my bathroom for inspiration as I start my day…I think I’ll add this one!! Very powerful xo

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      • That’s a great idea – what do you write them on? There are so many quotes I love, i’d love to create little ornamental plaques/pictures with them on xx

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      • Sorry I’ve been late in responding, my Mom and Dad are here visiting and my Mom took a fall and fractured her femur. She was in the hospital for a week and finally arrived here on Monday. So my days are spent helping her, so I have spent little time here. They will be here another few weeks so my time may be limited on WordPress. Some of the signs are printed out onto copy paper in color, and some others I have written myself but still on white copy paper. Nothing fancy just their to inspire me. One is a poem, one says Today is going to be a great day, one says I Love You, one is a list of goals that I want to achieve. If I tire of one I’ll replace it with a new inspiration. I like your idea of creating a plaques or maybe a collage, that would be cool too!! If you do and you want to take a pic of it and post it!! xo 🙂

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      • Oooo a collage is a great idea! That could well be a new project of mine – thank you for the inspiration 🙂 give your Mum a happy healing hug from me – I hope she recovers soon. I sent a lovely girl named Nina over to look at your blog! She has a happy blog to and is also friends with Miriam! Love and hugs xx

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      • Well you’re very welcome!! Think I just inspired myself too!! Thank you, I will be sure to wrap her in your healing hug! Oh thank you for sending Nina, I’ll welcome her with open arms!! Love and hugs back…xo. 😘

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  3. What a wonderful thought provoking post Hayley. I’m a big believer than everything happens for a reason and that there are lessons in everything, even if we don’t know what they are. Love the Hole in my Sidewalk poem, there are so many truths in there. Take care (watch out for those parking inspectors!!) and have a great weekend.

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