Posts Tagged ‘Life Situations’

Resonance

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Every moving object has resonance. Resonance is a naturally occurring frequency or vibration. I have one. You have one. This café frother has one. [Turn on frother a moment or two. Bent shaft makes it slightly wobbly and spin elliptical].

When this frother is operating at its natural amplitude of vibration, it is at its most efficient. If the shaft is even slightly bent, the energy of it is dispersed and it is not so efficient. [Turn on frother]. But notice that if I apply enough force to align the energy, [push shaft near end with index finger – frother “tunes” itself” and runs smoothly and at higher rpm] it becomes extremely efficient and will actually accomplish easily what it was intended to do.

Each of us has a natural frequency or vibration. Maybe this is a metaphor and maybe it isn’t. Obviously our voices has a timbre or vibrational frequency that seems natural [vocalize an ‘ah’ naturally] or maybe not so natural [vocalize abnormal pitch].  We also hear or differentiate different vibrations. If someone is tuning a guitar – we hear it go from “out of tune” to a more pleasant, resonant sound, don’t we?

If I strike this bell, it seems to put out a rather pleasant and resonant sound [strike bell]. If I hold it incorrectly, dulling its resonance, it does not ring so true nor sound so well. Eckhart Tolle, who espouses ‘living in the moment, in the “Now”,  uses a sound like this in his recorded material to emphasize when it is time to clear the mind and look at a new thought.

Resonance. Vibrationally in tune [ring bell]. Aligned with “Purpose”.

How does this have anything to do with Purpose? Who has ever wondered if there is a Purpose in this life? Is there maybe something that I am to do? Some greater concept of “who I am” and “what I was intended to do” in this life?

I’m here to tell you that you may or may not ever discover the answer to this question [long pause].

In my own experience, every time I thought I had it all figured out… I didn’t. There was always something new to surprise my reasoning mind. Something new that seemed to resonate with me, with what I already thought I knew. Yes, the Universe seems to bring things into our lives aligned with our resonance. 

Our personal resonance. Our environment growing up might be a part of our “personal resonance”. But we can change that if it wasn’t so pleasant, can’t we? We decide to change our idea of “who we are”. “I am not my past!” We set our intention to align with an idea of “who we think we really are”, and our lives move in that direction, and as our vibrational field changes, our experience changes, too. String Theory says simply this: All life is energy – vibrational strings of energy – form occurs when intention is exerted on this energy. Our intention for our lives creates our experience [long pause].

If there is Purpose to it, it must be inherent in our natural vibration. When we are “in tune” [strike bell], we resonate with our natural intention and our natural purpose. How do we know if we are “in tune”? We can hear it, can’t we [muffle bell]. We can feel it. We can see it in our experience.

This frother tells me every morning to apply intention to my life [‘tune’ frother with finger], to align with my natural vibration. And that vibration – is towards Love.

The Skid

Tuesday, January 29th, 2008

“Ohhhhhh….. Shiiiiiiii……!”

The truck was skidding towards the intersection, the automatic non-skid brakes were double- triple clutching, but the truck was skidding inexorably ahead. It was like slow motion. John looked towards his left where a car was approaching. His mind did a quick calculation and the equation resulted in the car striking the left front of his truck. He pulled at the steering wheel, putting more pressure on the brake pedal, as if that was going to help. He could have been more effective if he had opened the door and dragged his foot along the ground.

 

Thoughts ran through his mind: “Not again!” He had just been in an accident a few months before. An almost inexplicable accident, except that it had happened. Now, here he was, skidding towards what looked like a certain collision once again. The stop sign went slowly by on the right. John noticed that there was no traffic coming from that direction. “Thank God.”

 

The brakes kept chirping as they grabbed at the discs. The sound was maddening.

“No, no, no, no, no!” It was a fervent prayer towards heaven or God or the Universe. John did not want to have an accident. Suddenly the truck stopped, jerking his head forward. John looked to his left. His mind redid the calculation – he had stopped with about two feet to spare. Time sped up. The car passed by, the people inside barely glancing at John’s indiscretionary position. John relaxed then, and allowed his weight to settle into the seat. He sighed.

A car behind him honked at him. John came back into the moment, looked both ways quickly, and then pulled out, making his left turn. The car behind him followed closely. John’s heart was still pounding. His mind was still swirling. “How had he gotten himself into such a precarious spot? Wasn’t he paying attention? Hadn’t he been in the moment?”

 

He recalled that just before this he had been thinking of someone who lived far away, and smiling at the thought. ‘No, he had been far from “present.” He had been somewhere else in some other time and place.’ John shook his head. It was then that he noted the metaphor of it all.

 

He’d been letting his mind wander way too much. He hadn’t been focusing on much of anything for very long, and it showed. Nothing was changing in his life. He had decided to stop smoking and had done it many times in the past, but this time he kept making excuses – ‘next weekend, next holiday, next, next, next, next…. No focus; no change. No use berating himself. That wouldn’t be effective either. The truck and John were heading down a slippery slope. There was ice on the road. John once again wasn’t paying very close attention to his speed or to the surrounding traffic. “Wake up!” John yelled it in the truck and took his foot off the accelerator, tapped the brake, and slowed everything down.

 

“I really need to pay attention.” John knew that everything seemed to have meaning. Every stray thought, if he held onto it, could change his direction, his life, his mind. He knew that his lack of focus was allowing unwanted results to enter his life. “I’ve got to focus!” But there was another voice that spoke in his mind.

‘On what?’ it asked.

“On what.” John didn’t really know the answer to that question. He didn’t really know what he wanted from life, from the people in his life, from work, from his marriage, from the time spent with his son, from anything!

There was another intersection up ahead. John knew that he needed to slow down and approach it carefully. He took in all the signals – read the road conditions, the speed of his truck, looked in the rearview mirror, and then looked into his mind.

 

‘Just pay attention,’ he thought. ‘Just pay attention.’ All of the clues that he might need were right in front of him, surrounding him, calling to him, yelling at him!

“Focus.” The word repeated softly in his mind. He tapped at the brake pedal, slowing the truck way before he got to the intersection. “Focus.”

“On what?” This time he was asking softly. The response came quickly, surely and just as softly.

“On Love.”

“That’s it! I’m looking at all of these other things like there is some meaning other than to love everyone in front of me, in whatever way seems to arise in the moment. I’ve been giving everything my own meaning – work for a paycheck, play with my son because… I don’t even know! And all I have to do is to remember that it is about loving him! In every moment to ask myself: “What would love do, now! “ ‘I’ve been listening to the wrong voice in my life! It is so simple! This road isn’t slippery, really – I’m just looking at it all wrong!”

 

John pressed the brake pedal gently with his foot, did a quick 360-degree scan, smiled at a passing driver, smiled at the car in his rearview mirror, and slowly came to a stop at the light. The light turned green almost immediately, and John accelerated just as slowly. There was no hurry to get anywhere now. He was already there.