If you were to make a request of a friend for money, whom would you ask?
These seems like an almost ironic question to answer. I am grateful for the being I am, soaked up in flaws, and radiating in beauty. Sometimes though, my mind tackles and the human condition thickens. I've been told on many occasions how seemingly care-free I am. A slight raise of the shoulders is the only opinion I can muster in regards to choice of restaurant or approval of plans. I'm ready for the journey wherever that may take me!
However, if there is one thing I worry about it's finances.
Money is the thing I can't really find words for. I find no real overall spiritual value for it and don't acclimate my life in order to shovel it in.
Recently, I've been in a tight spot. Not shying away from my responsibility in this said "tight"spot, yet I feel the strain of the financial worry.
My mom suggested that I ask my Dad or two different Aunts for assistance.
I was quick to dig a hole, throw that idea in there, and cover it up.
Why do I find such an uprise in stubbornness in the thought of asking for help?
Surely, I would want people to be able to ask me for help.
It's the mind ticking and it's during these difficult times that prove the real challenge for my journey.
While sitting in pranayama,mantra, and meditation class in Akumal, my teacher stated that sometimes we get uncomfortable sitting the same position for a long period of time but he saw this as practice for sitting on the difficult things in our lives.
If that's the case, I'm the most restless creature.
It's easy to be the person you want to be when your away from your life.
The task is letting your soul be who it really is. Trust in it's courage in everywhere you are.
This is where I am at on my journey and in accepting and facing these challenges, I am open to receiving as much assistance as possible.
Sit still and breathe.
Thank you for being you.
I am grateful.
