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ChildOfNone · 10-10-2011, 02:49 PM

Practiced Ho'oponopono yesterday.

This is "something" 2 of my journey - (step, level but not exactly, technique (maybe)). AS I used it several things happened. I was driving up to my mother's home. Her nextdoor neighbors and she do not jibe. I accepted responsibility as I pulled in. There before me coming down the street were the neighbors and some friends and children. Dread replaced the "responsibility" automatically, I consciously returned to taking responsibility. I saw two or three of the adults laughing. I repeated the phrases. One spoke up, complementing my mother's new house paint color, and then another and another concurred. I thanked them and then I thanked Piano Performer, this place and the universe. Another sign that I am on the path. Thank You.

My child and I took my mother to see Cirque de Soleil. My elderly mother is on a walker and I had a dialogue with the TicketMaster clerk about the need for handicapped seating. He said it was available. We get to the venue and the seats require descending 10 or more steps, tiny steps, unnavigable by a walker. Uncharacteristically, I remained calm, found an usher, described our delimna and the solution was set into motion. This usher kindly, patiently and ssuredly sent me to the next person who guided me to the next and on it went until an exceptional, accessible seating arrangement was manifest.

And so the day went and so the days are going.

People are speaking, doors in the days events are opening, barrriers are falling and this is only the beginning of week 2.

10-10-2011, 02:49 PM	#18 (permalink)
ChildOfNone Retired Join Date: Jun 2011 Location: deep south USA Posts: 151	[B]Week 2 Day 2[/B] Practiced Ho'oponopono yesterday. This is "something" 2 of my journey - (step, level but not exactly, technique (maybe)). AS I used it several things happened. I was driving up to my mother's home. Her nextdoor neighbors and she do not jibe. I accepted responsibility as I pulled in. There before me coming down the street were the neighbors and some friends and children. Dread replaced the "responsibility" automatically, I consciously returned to taking responsibility. I saw two or three of the adults laughing. I repeated the phrases. One spoke up, complementing my mother's new house paint color, and then another and another concurred. I thanked them and then I thanked Piano Performer, this place and the universe. Another sign that I am on the path. Thank You. My child and I took my mother to see Cirque de Soleil. My elderly mother is on a walker and I had a dialogue with the TicketMaster clerk about the need for handicapped seating. He said it was available. We get to the venue and the seats require descending 10 or more steps, tiny steps, unnavigable by a walker. Uncharacteristically, I remained calm, found an usher, described our delimna and the solution was set into motion. This usher kindly, patiently and ssuredly sent me to the next person who guided me to the next and on it went until an exceptional, accessible seating arrangement was manifest. And so the day went and so the days are going. People are speaking, doors in the days events are opening, barrriers are falling and this is only the beginning of week 2.