I feel peace when I awake up in the the mornings now. Last night I was reading ‘I can see clearly now’ by the late, great Dr. Wayne Dyer. Every line I read resonated with me in some way, I found answers, and I found myself reflecting on my own childhood, and having that deep sense of knowing about what my future would be like, only breaking from that image when becoming too easily swayed by ‘Group-think’. Near on every morning for the past couple of weeks I awoke with a feeling of gratitude and appreciation, because of my commitment to Tapping and Meditation.
I tapped all day today. I am still taking breaks in the writing of this blog to do EFT. I had the perfect, relaxing morning. I tapped to my tapping script, ‘Something Amazingly Awesome Will Happen To Me Today’ written by the creator of a site where you can find tapping scripts and information on a new EFT technique called Echo Tapping.
Monday the 7th was the start of another month of Money Magnet Mindset for myself, and members of the Facebook group created by YouTube sensation, Brad Yates of and . I was eager to pick up where I left off, though I have been tapping near on every day after the last class finished in May. The miracles just keep on coming. Miracles like discovering, and being in the most supportive group on Facebook.
We have new people, and we are all finding more and more things to tap on, and clear, and post our results daily, of accountability and gratitude.
I have experienced the joy of discovering like minded souls to talk with about my tapping journey. All with the safety of being supported in a judgement-free-zone. I don’t know anyone personally who taps, or believes in the meta-physical, or loves, and absorbs Abraham-Hicks teachings in my non-cyber-space social circle, and this group has been a true blessing.
A couple of weeks ago I was ill with a chest infection which had me coughing for about four weeks. I slept through a lot of it, and now my waking routine has been affected.
Arguably, I have never been one of those people you can set your watch to. But having the chest infection reminded me of long British winters, depression, and seasonal affective disorder.
So I looked up articles on-line to help me re-establish a sleep-wake-get-up routine. After noticing that I had tried a lot of them before I found a suggestion on wiki.how to get excited about having a morning wake up time, and to jump out of bed smiling. I also remembered seeing an instructional video on Facebook, to make your own LED light-board.
I came up with the inspirational phrase ‘Jump! (Out Of Bed) & Your Life Will Appear’, because I have been reading the similarly titled book by Nancy Levin, and it’s writing exercises are amazingly freeing. I was fully invested, I felt inspired, so I found a canvas for 99p in my local shop, and bought some LED lights from eBay.
I thought about doing a every morning as well, as I once read in a that if you only have time to do one yoga pose, do a headstand as it fights off lethargy, feelings of depression, and kick-start’s all those happy hormones. I usually feel energized and euphoric after doing so, and was eager to incorporate this practice known Shirshasana, the King of Yoga poses.
This afternoon I went out to buy glow-the-dark paint because the lettering on the light-board was not showing up as well as I’d hoped. The bus journey was smooth, and I enjoyed wandering around awhile in the shop, with a calm sense of purpose. I asked two people in different sections if they stocked what I needed. I was met with bafflement and an answer of no, they used to stock it, and a suggestion to look in another shop. I didn’t find glow in the dark paint but I found some iridescent white acrylic that I thought might stand out a little better against the brightness of the lights. (I just took a break, and tried, and it looks beautiful!)
I also felt abundant enough to by an early birthday gift for my friend, as I have balanced my account in recent months, and maintained this by becoming aware of my spending, saving, and values with help of Brad’s program.
I then got on the bus home, and by the time it rolled in to my home town, about four of five people had boarded got on the bus and I could hear them over my music. And then, my iPod ran out of power…
I wasn’t listening to them, at first: I was tapping on my collar bone with my earphones still in, as if I was tapping along to a song, but no one paid any mind to what I was doing.
An old man was talking loudly, jovially about the old times, and how the landscape has changed since his childhood. Then he mentioned about a Mosque being built where once a Squillion years ago a primary school had stood. And I thought ,’Oh, here we go’, and I felt a tightness that went from my stomach region to my chest. It was amazing, they all joined in, echoing what is currently being talked about on the news.
I don’t enjoy, so therefore I don’t watch the news, as I get too emotional; the only time I am made aware of the news is on my Facebook and Twitter feed.
‘This isn’t England any more’, One man asserted. Which made zero sense to me, but he went on to tell his listeners about his son wearing a shirt with the Union Jack on it, and him being told to take it off; that his ‘poor son’ is one of only four children in his class who is English. Now this I know is a very controversial subject, but I highly doubt any single person, white or otherwise living in England is truly English any more. Were we not invaded by the Romans, and the Vikings? I hope his son is more open to change than he is.
Anyhow, they carried on spouting this and that prejudice, and I carried on tapping. I was so shocked though, when the woman next to me said she felt so alienated that she wished she could go ‘some place somewhere where everyone is purely English.’ I was actually embarrassed for, and by her.
But then I stopped listening, because really, I have heard this all before, and that entire conversation, and belief is just their perception, I didn’t want to give it any more of my attention.
I relaxed, (still tapping at this point) and a smile crept across my face as in my head, I started singing… ‘The Racists on the bus, go round, and round…’ (Like the song, The Wheels On The Bus) And I dropped the issue. I remembered that just because something is made true for one person, or a group of people, does not make it true for me. I remembered being in a primary school having the joy of close childhood friendship with children of many different backgrounds. I don’t feel threatened at all by multi-culturalism and I love diversity, where I grew up, where I still live today, and my life’s journey. And that’s what I choose to focus on, what I love about life.
I can let go of that wound-up-tight feeling in my stomach and chest, when I associate racism with all other bigotry, such as homophobia, and sexism, ableism, and those who contribute to the stigma attached to mental health. I believe its all resistance to our greatest good.
I may not like it but I know that paying attention to these things makes me stressed, and judgemental myself, which is the entire point of me stopping watching the news. I know that if I pay attention to stuff I don’t like, I become a mirror image of those who make a lifestyle of judgement and playing the victim.
Paying attention to ‘what is’ – is a perception, and a self-imposed condition that can be changed. I know this because I have experienced and implemented the power of Emotional Freedom Technique, and Meditation. I have made a commitment to it and seen awesome results. Sometimes I use a combination of the two. And has anyone ever tried Super Brain Yoga? Wow!
I am grateful to characters I would have found too challenging to tolerate, and though I get annoyed by them a couple of times a day, at least I am not dwelling on it, and that feels good. I know I attracted the experience, and that these people played a part in my expansion.
Thank you Brad, and Thank you Tammy for your classes, scripts, help, and support in helping people to help others. After paying for, and acquiring the recordings for this months, and previous Money Magnet Mindset tele-classes, I maintain that I am a different person. I feel better about money, (though I still haven’t started my job, thanks to a delayed DBS check… something better on the way?)
I am writing more, and generally being more creative. My upkeep of my 365 Happy Days challenge has seen my Instagram (Follow me @vibe_feeler) account gain in followers, and my feed is looking more, and more like a budding art account, which I have always wanted it to be, and I know I can quite literally tap in to confidence, and inspiration. And I am learning to be happier for the highest good of myself and others.
My deepest gratitude, and appreciation to all I meet on my journey.