Learning to Bless

As is normal for anyone engaging in the process of living life (I mean REALLY living, not just going through the motions), I seem to be in a constant state of evolving and learning.  Moment to moment, day to day, things are constantly shifting in my world, and what I know for sure is that’s a good thing.

Sometimes, the changes can be overwhelming, however.  Sometimes, it feels like evolution is happening so quickly that I barely adapt and assimilate what’s transpired before I’m on to the next stage.  In moments like that, what often happens is that I feel unprepared for this next stage.  It’s like I’m being asked to use new skills without having adequately practiced them in a safe container.  At least, that’s how it feels.

This has been the scenario for me for much of this past week.  Even as I stand in a place of gratitude for all that has transpired, and a place of curiousity about all that might yet be, I find myself being thrown into uncomfortable circumstances with a sense of trepidation — it’s like I’m not quite sure that my fresh learnings will actually work.

Well, one of the things that I’m playing with — and it’s actually serving me to play with this learning in these trepidation-filled scenarios — is the act of “blessing”.  When something comes at me that feels less than comfortable, when I’m feeling like I don’t want to be with something or someone, I’m learning to bless the circumstance, the person, the thing in question — send out an abundance of love — and trust that all is unfolding as it’s meant to.  What I’m noticing is that as I bless things rather than curse or question them, my focus shifts.  I no longer stand in problem-solving or frustration; instead, I stand in a place where I can hand the situation over to be dealt with by a higher power.  When I bless something, I can actually disengage from what might otherwise be a negative interaction, and engage in a more positive way.  Learning to bless all that is in my life becomes a blessing in and of itself.

Admittedly, this requires a bit of conscious effort on my part.  Sending blessings — especially to things, people, circumstances I don’t like — has not been my pattern in the past.  And I’m noticing that it actually serves my life better than anything I’ve tried so far.

Bottom-line:  the ability to bless and send blessing, ultimately liberates me from the place of fear.  And that’s a good thing.  I just need to keep practicing