Coughing My Way To Enlightenment

Fall 10-21-14

Written by Terri Crosby for In Care of Relationships

I’m sure that’s it. That must be what I’m doing — coughing my way to enlightenment. Although I’m much better since the writing of this, thanks to the wonders of colloidal silver (using a nasal spray bottle), in the throes of the worst of it, I wrote just for a little comic relief — like if “life is rigged in my favor” as Rumi says, how could straying from my usual healthy state possibly  be a good thing? Below are a dozen reasons to show …

Why Enlightenment Is Just Around The Corner for Mwah!

  1. I speak less.  While it’s true (twooo, so twoooo) that I can hardly speak without coughing — still, the fact that I”m silent more often means that I’m practically a monk.
  2. I live in robes, the outfit of the spiritual leader.
  3. I pray more.  (Pleeeeease let my chest, my throat relax now… right now… in this blessed moment.  Thank you.  Amen.)
  4. I am baptized daily, submerged in the warm waters of renewal, with salt from the Dead Sea of Epsom.  My bathtub is my new best friend.Fall leaves 3
  5. For about a day, my teeth hurt so I used my jaw less — to talk or eat.  Hey, abstinence and sacrifice and all that!  Doesn’t that count?
  6. I sing in my head, not out loud.  I must be really evolved.
  7. I have afternoon tea.  I am a lady of luxury.  I have time for tea while doing nothing except look out my beautiful window.  Well, I do hold the hot tea mug to my chest.  That IS doing something.  But go ahead.  Compare your busy schedule to THAT.  ( Wait.  Comparing is not very spiritual, now is it?  But I digress…)
  8. I close my eyes more often.  (Sure they hurt.  Sure they sting.  Sure they are red and itchy.  But who’s looking?  No one.  Except the dog.)  So, visually speaking, I AM without a doubt the picture of peace, yes?
  9. I have visited the river of sorrow (yep, one day it was that bad) to wash myself clean of all that I no longer need.  Like  mucous.
  10. I’ve been taken to my knees more than once this past week.  By coughing.
  11. I’m meditating more.  I’m learning to concentrate on my breathing or listen to the grandfather clock ticking. It seems easier to keep the word noise of my mind down a bit.   Before you know it, I’ll be an expert meditator.  All because of coughing.
  12. I’m resting more.  I maketh myself to lie down in green pastures.  Actually, I just lie down.  Surely that qualifies.  :–)

You have a fabulous week out there, OK?

Stay healthy!

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Fall Light PatternsAbout Terri Crosby — I live in the Blue Ridge Mountains with Eric, my partner of 14 years, two cats and a dog, and as many flowers and vegetables as I can plant.

It is my experience that children are born to teach (remind) parents, not the other way around.   I’ve learned more from my daughter MacKenzie than from all other humans combined.

I’m in favor of wandering time in the morning, listening to the birds calling to each other in the woods all around me.

Making fresh food is one of life’s big yummy pleasures, along with singing – especially creating heavenly, improvisational, prayerful, meditational sound.

I believe that poet Mary Oliver writes the best bedtime stories available on Earth.

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    Dana

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    You are one funny bunch of colloidal silver, girl. OH, this gave me such a good chuckle and reminded me that there is humor and blessing even in trying times. Like this morning when the shelf with the glassware decided to come loose from its moorings and scatter beautiful glistening shards of glass all over me and the kitchen. I’m about to go meditate on it, thanks to your wise approach. xoxoxoxo Thank you.

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Rise Up by Andra Day

What a great set of words for these oncoming days.

Rise Up

 
You’re broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry go round
And you can’t find the fighter
But I see it in you so we gonna walk it out
And move mountains
We gonna walk it out
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
And I’ll rise up
High like the waves
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
When the silence isn’t quiet
And it feels like it’s getting hard to breathe
And I know you feel like dying
But I promise we’ll take the world to its feet
And move mountains
Bring it to its feet
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
All we need, all we need is hope
And for that we have each other
And for that we have each other
And we will rise
We will rise
We’ll rise, oh, oh
We’ll rise
I’ll rise up
Rise like the day
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I will rise a thousand times again
And we’ll rise up
High like the waves
We’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
We’ll rise up
And we’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
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Songwriters: Cassandra Monique Batie / Jennifer Decilveo
Rise Up lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Rippling Abs, Anyone?

Rippling Abs, Anyone?

During this strange time in history, I noticed y’all were tackling all sorts of interesting projects. I decided I needed one, too—something positive to remember the pandemic of 2020 by.
 
I decided to pay attention to something I had abandoned…
 
Nope, I’m not cleaning my garage. I am not organizing one single thing. I’m not planting a garden or cleaning up my yard.
 
Instead, I decided to take care of myself better. This, folks, has made all the difference for me.
 
With relatively little time and effort on my part, I feel so much better than I did a month ago.
 
On March 30, I got on the exercise bike and the yoga mat for the first time in a long time, and did 30 minutes each. I liked it so much that I decided to do it every day. But I fell short of that, and changed my commitment to every other day, which felt more manageable, reasonable, and doable.
 
I also get off the bike after every song, take a couple of sips of water, shake out my legs and arms for a few seconds, and get back on. This makes the bike project a reasonable proposition, too.
 
Daily walks of any length—by myself, or with my little guy, Jackson—are a fresh air bonus.
 
My recumbent exercise bike has pulleys to work my upper body while I pedal, which gets my heart rate up fast, and also helps my whole-body strength. It feels good to get up from writing, or doing a consulting session with a client, to do something physically challenging while listening to good music.
 
After only a month, I feel a sheet of muscles on the front of me I haven’t felt for a very, very long time. Goodness gracious. Who knew they were there. I’ll be posting rippling ab photos soon, I’m sure.
 
I have no idea what the scales have to say about my bike/yoga project—I don’t care. Paying attention to scales tends to send me sideways, and therefore, I’m ignoring them completely.
 
But—I LOVE the way I feel! Hang in there, everyone.
 

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Sometimes we ask intimate partners to do for us what is actually ours to do.

We ask our partner to give us the reassurance, love or appreciation we feel is missing in ourselves, with the hope that they will give us what we’re asking for—and then we’ll feel better. They’ll take care of our problem.

But when they do give us what we’re asking for, it can never be enough, because we have insufficient context for what they’ve given. We haven’t build the inner foundation to receive it, hear it, welcome it, believe it. They try to help, but their love for us falls into our void, our black hole, our love bucket with no bottom.

As always, there’s hope. Check out the video below.

Terri Crosby. http://www.incareofrelationships.com/.

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