



All I have to say is, thank God I am given glimpses of my Plan "B" life while in the process of letting go of my Plan "A" life, because if I didn't, you just might find me all huddled up on the floor in a corner somewhere, wondering what the hell is happening and how can I stop it! It is turning out to more of a major overhaul than I had expected, at least from this vantage point!
The transition includes physical as well as an energetic restructuring, none the likes of any experience I have had to date. My big reveal is showing itself accompanied by all kinds of foreign sensations within my physical self such as extreme fatigue, aches and pains in places I didn't know even existed, a sensation of being squeezed from within, and this gnawing fear that I am dying, to name a few. Plus my emotions are being scattered all over as well, much like a mass road kill of old beliefs and self imposed limitations.
Yet, I have learned through this that yes, I am going to survive, in fact, I am going to do more than just survive. I am going to thrive and even prosper, contributing my own special brand of gifts to the world, all I need to do is get out of my own way.
There is no denial that this requires a boat load of faith, an infinite amount of trust, and an unwavering determination to see it through. From my view point, moving into Plan "B" is not for sissies but I know that I would not have signed on for the task had I not been willing and able to see it through. I look at it as moving into the Promised Land of joy and bliss, having had the experience of the other and just not interested in residing in that old world anymore.
For me, Plan "B" appears to include retiring (a nicer word than just quitting!) from a career that has outgrown it's welcome (gee, what a surprise!), a new love life like I have never known in the past, talents I didn't know I had (seems I have a painter inside somewhere!) and a relentless thirst for travel and adventure. Yahoo! The only thing raining on my parade is a fear that I won't be able to continue to finance the kind of life I dream of. Now is the time to really attend to my thoughts and their creative power as it is said that the lapse time between thought and it materializing is now gone. I am more than willing to make my fantasizing a priority for it is the focus that draws the dream to me. My latest favorite quote is "You are never given a dream without being given the power to make it come true"! Unfortunately, I don't know who the author is but I am grateful to the universe who I trust will deliver my appreciation to the rightful owner.
Sherry was born into a rural family, the best of the best in the farming world, as the homestead was the largest and most modern of its time. It was here that she formed the roots of a lovely connection with animals and all of Mother Nature and to this day, such a setting is where she can find a deep inner peace while connecting with Spirit. After years of devoting her life to her job, all hell broke loose internally in 1998 and thus started the inner work of clearing out all the rubbish of old, outdated religious beliefs, lack of worthiness and self esteem issues, and deeply held wounds that simply would no longer be silenced. Sherry has spent the last 11 years breaking through barriers within through study, and various healing modalities. She is a Reiki master, she is certified in Reconnective Healing and Spirit Communication, and has attended the Barbara Brennon School of Healing Science, Lionheart Institute, to name a few! Sherry has been a ferocious closet writer for most of that time and is now ready to be heard. If all goes well, you will see her book appearing on the shelves in the near future! Her intent is to assist others in self acceptance and letting go of outdated beliefs of ancestral origin by sharing her story, her insights and helping all affirm that it is okay to be who you really are. Hopefully, there will be a little humor thrown in for good measure!
Sherry can be reached at sherangel@hotmail.com
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said this on 01 Feb 2012 12:15:18 PM CDT
Thoghut it wouldn't to give it a shot. I was right.
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