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Isaiah McGee, C.Ht. | Greetings and welcome to all new and existing clients of A Conscious Life Hypnotherapy Practice / How2HealAnything.com Courses and Newsletter Consumers! Your connection to this enterprise strengthens it, and I thank you! |
As we say goodbye to long summer days and hello to crisp cool nights, consider resetting your resolve to pay more attention to your thoughts of possibility while rejecting thoughts what would sabotage follow through. Lack of follow through on intentions and goals is less a character fault and more a deference to the thoughts that waste your mind power. What we pay attention to receives our focus fuel. Paying attention to thoughts of fulfilling intentions fuels and activates the attitude, moods and motivation that results in follow though.
There’s no magic or special orientation necessary - just the fuel of your attention and where it goes. Retrieve your attention on behalf of possibiity over probability - and the results will match.
And speaking of fueling things, it is with great enthusiasm I introduce you to the Beehiive (spelled correctly) platform now powering the Conscious Flyer Newsletter. This platform is now the communications hub for the Conscious Life enterprise of empowering resources.
The Beehiiv inaugural article post, Experiencing Syncronized Good, is a first-person account of such an experience that awaits to be normalized in the experience of living.
Please do also check out this issues’, Video Power Dose about what to do when encountering limitations from the Conscious Life How2HealAnything YouTube channel - let it fuel the attention retrieval that maximizes well-being intentions.
In parting, look forward to a treasure trove of empowering support from the heart of Life’s Power to Fulfill through the varied offerings of A Conscious Life Enterprises!
Can you be the beneficiary of what I am terming, ‘synchronized good?’ The kind of experiences that don’t require intentional, conscious effort to realize, yet are not the fanciful delusions of magical, wishful expectations or thinking?
Can you witness the increased likelihood of “circumstantial tumblers” falling into place on behalf of your life’s well-being? Such moments where life naturally aligns beneficially can leave a profound impact when recognized as such.
I indeed was the beneficiary of such a moment on a recent trip to a local farmer’s market. This experience needs context to be appreciated so I’ll start with a food market statistic: there are over 200 local farmer’s markets in the greater Los Angeles, California area of the United States of which I reside (many readers of this newsletter reside outside the USA, hence the reason for such geographical specificity). The experience of buying locally sourced fresh produce reminds me of a tongue in cheek saying popular in the African American community that goes something like, “once you go black, you don’t go back”, well that adage would apply to farmer’s markets as a food source, once you start buying fresh produce from a farmer’s market it’s hard to go back to conventional mass-marketing sources for produce.
On one sunny, lightly breezy Sunday morning at my favorite go-to local farmer’s market, I was perusing the bounty of colorfully delectable, mouthwatering squash, enticingly bright carrots and never-a-bad-pick watermelon offerings from one of the merchant stalls I frequent. With, I’m-no-rookie-shopper shoulder-strapped, insulated canvas tote bag in tow, I proceed to trick or treat my way through a selection of a few of nature’s finest produce items.
The only stress-inducing element of a trip to this farmer’s market is the narrow, canopy-defining stalls that comprise this cornucopia vista of offerings literally ranging from soup to nuts. The narrow stall dimensions that a foresting patron must navigate, or rather, negotiate, to secure nature’s sumptuous works of edible art can, at best, be intricate and at worst overwhelming.
Imagine a flurry of cumbersome bags, wheeled carts, a bundled celery stalk sword unwittingly poking your ribs as crowded patrons, with coveted handfuls of produce, are valiantly attempting to reach the finish tape at the far end of the stall to pay for procured produce. Which brings me to the synchronized good of which I allude.
This cacophony of stalls offering all manner of fresh edible delights (and throw in a jewelry stand or two as well) crammed into the radius of your average standalone drugstore parking lot requires five to six stall stops to leave with a week’s worth of nourishing sustenance. Which can mean retrieving your payment device numerous times in the malaise of shopping.
So, during this market excursion I decide, to avoid the inconvenience of constantly retrieving and putting away my bank debit card for purchases, I would put the card loose in my pocket for ready retrieval while shopping rather than back in my phone wallet carrier. How does the saying go, “best laid plans”?
At my first produce stall stop, pleased with my varied choice of colorful fresh squash and a small, aromatic sweet-smelling watermelon, I was in the bustle of exiting the crowded stall after my purchase (avoiding with ninja-like maneuvering, the woman lethally wielding the celery stalk sword) and I unknowingly dropped the bank debit card on the ground.
As I merrily stroll a couple of stalls down along with a friend with whom I just had brunch at a nearby bistro who decided to accompany me on my farmer’s market sojourn, I was enthusiastically about to make my second produce purchase when I discover there is no bank card in my pocket.
Upon realizing I had lost my bank card amid the crowded, frenzied denizens at the marketplace my companion volunteered to scout back to the prior merchant to interrogate him about any knowledge of the missing-in-action monetary device.
I, in the meantime, in the mental maelstrom of thoughts that typically careen into one’s head at the thought of a missing debit or credit card; thoughts of how lucky will I be in locating it and handicapping how the brief time it was not in my possession might bode well for successful retrieval. I also had the foreboding thoughts of the labyrinth process of cancelling and replacing an instrument that is a cornerstone of navigating life as we know it and the repercussions of auto debit charges assigned to the former lost card number.
And just as I was in the mental trenches of this dismal thought onslaught, the pleasant face of a long-time acquaintance emerges into recognition about twelve paces in front of me, “Isaiah!,” said the acquaintance as she approached within earshot, “I happen to look on the ground and saw this card and when I bent down to pick it up I couldn’t believe the name on it was someone I knew!”
The emotions reflected on my face were of competing delights at both the incredulous occurrence of the located bank card by someone I knew as well as sincere enthusiasm of seeing this dear acquaintance. And during the time that this seemingly unbelievable connection ensued, my shopping companion approaches with a look of resignation that her reconnaissance had not proven fruitful, unaware, until I joyously introduced her to the acquaintance who rescued my bank card.
Now, let’s recap: Remember the farmer’s market statistic cited referencing 200 local markets? Of course, it is not unusual to encounter a familiar face in one’s comings and goings, however the confluence of that particular, crowded market also at the time where a person I know, happens to be there, and also ‘happens’ to notice a bank card on the ground of someone she happens to know no less, and is able to successfully return it – all within the span of 15 minutes?
Hassel averted, inconvenience averted, consequential time consumption averted and a joyous shopping experience unexpectantly enhanced. Someone want me to pick lottery numbers for them?
The experiences of synchronized good do not have to be relegated to rarity, considered luck or limited to just simple confluences, when the “Network of Reality” is recognized and appreciated. The invisible network of reality is a web of which all beings are elements of. Contrary to programmed thinking, good in life does not have to be relegated to the ‘lucky few,’ or some special dispensation of prominence or station.
All of life are elements - including you - of the fundamental dynamic of good possibility. The key is to no longer permit the confluence of negative experience, wrought from distorted perceptions, to obscure the recognition of this essential reality of Life. As you pierce the fog of negative reflections and decide (and/or discover) this irrevocable, uncompromised network of good does indeed permeate the fabric of Life, you then “right the ship” of this propensity being witnessed as your lived experience.
It is not necessary to wish for good, effort for good or attempt to force good when this fundamental network of true possibility is discerned and respected. You are Life’s Good ready to satisfy Itself.
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