Luscious Soulful Beauty: February 13, 2015. Finding love in the sugar
bowl.
Hello Sugar Heart,
Groggy and a bit grumpy this morning, I set about making my morning tea. My background mental conversation as I was waiting for the leaves to steep went a bit like this (it is not pretty, but it is
real):
Dishes are already piled up in the sink. Why can't I ever keep my kitchen clean?
I am so tired, what is wrong with me?
I should exercise more.
I should have been up at 6:00 and gone running.
I am too lazy.
And I just had the last piece of cake from yesterday, why did I do that?
And I am eating a bagel for breakfast.
That is
so bad.
I should have a green smoothie.
That would be the healthy thing to do.
I hate smoothies in the morning.
I'm wierd, everybody loves breakfast smoothies.
The freaking internet would die if people stopped Instagraming their sludgy green concoctions and healthy life choices.
I'm just a slug.
A sludgy slug who eats too many carbs.
I should start running.
And join a
gym.
And do yoga.
And get a standing desk.
I sit too much.
God, my sugar bowl is a mess!
I can't even keep my sugar bowl clean.
How does
it get so lumpy?
And then I saw it.
A big 'ol lump of a sugary heart. Right in my sugar bowl. A sweet wink from the Universe. A gentle reminder that Love, Love is always Here. Right Here. Now.
The thing is, I
almost missed it. I was absently finishing my tea, my spoon diving in into the sugar bowl even as I was admonishing myself about eating too much sugar. In fact I hit the side of the heart before I really saw it. So wrapped up I was in my inner diatribe of failings I almost missed this, literally, sweetest message of love.
It makes me curious about where else I can find signs of Love, messages of hope, the whispers of beauty always waiting to be received.
How about you? Where are the winks, whispers, and messages of Love in your world? Hint: They are easily missed when self judgment is present.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. It
is a love it or hate it kind of day for sure. But what if every single cheesy pink heart and overly sweet chocolate, every cheap bottle of champagne and over priced bouquet stacked at the entrance of the grocery store, every sappy Hallmark card and stuffed toy...
What if, whether you celibate the day or not, have a lover or not, feel worthy or not, are struggling or not,
believe any of this stuff I write or not...
What if, just for now, just to see what happens, you recieve every Valentine sentiment you see and hear, personal to you or not, as Divine whispers to You, precious You, amazing You, of how much You are loved and desired?
I think
if I let all that love in, truly let the abundance and ever presence of love in the world in, I would fall the ground weeping.
Sealed with love and big, fat, pink Valentine heart,
Sandi
