Reflecting on Abundance
A friend sent me an Abundance Prayer* and she told me how when she was growing up she didn’t buy into any of the religious doctrine she was introduced to but then she came to understand her own spirituality. She searched for others who believed in the God in all of us – in the oneness that connects us to each other and to all beings everywhere. She made it her life’s practice to become a spiritual teacher and help others along their rocky journeys into the light. She lives in California after all, at the epicenter of new age and spirituality.
This morning, when I woke from having stayed out too late from a night of abundance at the Spotted Cat where I danced to the Panorama Jazz Band, I too reflected on my state and wondered if I should even get out of bed. I had come home late enough to have the Sunday New York Times waiting for me by my stoop and knew I had the luxury of greeting Sunday with a groggy ease. I had already woken too late for meditation at the Zen center and so I spent a good deal of time on just trying to still my thoughts through my own meditations. I had gone to sleep reading a book about a guy in rehab and its horror had not dissipated while I slept.
Then I got my paper and made a cup of coffee and crawled back into bed under the covers and began to dive in deliciously into all the news that’s fit to print. First article I read was about sleep and why it is important in our life. Having just gotten in more than eight hours of this wonderful drug called sleep, I could easily tell you its importance in my life.
From my bedroom window, I saw the sun shining bright so I went to sit on my back stoop to feel the warmth on my bald head. It was then I noticed the abundance of weeds that had died in the latest frost. I tip toed onto the grass in my stocking feet and my pjs and began weeding the garden, which led me to dig up all the wild onions that were populating the grass, carefully extricating the thousands of tiny bulbs that were entrenched in the roots of the Bermuda grass – after carefully disposing of my handwork, I cut down the canna that had gone from green to brown in a matter of days.
Abundance – everywhere I looked, I saw abundance.
I carried big loads of weeds and canna stalks and dried vines and wild onions to the trash.
Then I fetched some seeds I had been saving – I planted sweet peas along the west side and cosmos on the east side of the yard. I’ll go out and water them tomorrow and pray they take over the page fence that outlines my yard. My gardening had to start somewhere and so it begins with a sprinkling of seeds on a warm winter’s day.
Once again, abundance. I AM indeed grateful. And I let it be so.
*Abundance Prayer
From The Light of the Universe that I Am.
From The Love of the Universe that I Am.
From The Power of the Universe that I Am.
From The Heart of the Universe that I Am.
I Decree:
I dwell in the midst of Infinite Abundance. The Abundance of the Universe is my Infinite Source.
The River of Life never stops flowing. It flows through me into lavish expression. Good comes to me through unexpected avenues and God works in a myriad of ways to bless me.
I now open my mind to receive my good. Nothing is too good to be true. Nothing is too wonderful to have happen. With the Universe as my Source, Nothing amazes me.
I am not burdened by thoughts of past or future. One is gone. The other is yet to come.
By the power of my belief, coupled with my purposeful fearless actions and my deep rapport with God, my future is created and my abundance made manifest.
I ask and accept that I am lifted in this and every moment into Higher Truth. My mind is quiet.
From this day forward I give freely and fearlessly into life and Life gives back to me with magnificent increase. Blessings come in expected and unexpected ways. The Universe provides for me in wondrous ways.
I AM indeed grateful. And I let it be so.