I have always loved this song by the Mamas and the Papas. What a great band with such troubled lives.
As I sit here and write this, I am by a window that is letting in the first new rays of sunlight. The sky is streaked with blues and pinks and salmon colored clouds.
On my way into work this morning, I was thinking about trust. Maybe because this song was playing on the radio or maybe because I have struggled with trust my entire life. I don’t think I came out of the womb that way, so my only guess is that I struggle with trust because of the many events that have shaped me over the years.
Perhaps my mistrust of others stems completely from my mistrust of myself. There is definitely a weakness or shadow side there. This deep and pervasive doubt that I am not making the right choices creeps in when I least expect it. My distrust that things are happening exactly the way they can and should causes me to sometimes spiral and claw for solutions. If I trust in my spiritual practice, I can rest in the knowledge that all of this distrust is normal for the ego. It is my awareness that matters. If I become aware of the little self’s dance to perfection and attainment, I can stop the spiral and stay in state of trust and faith. Only then can then the answers be shown to me.
This push/pull happens every day. Every day I must realign with the Universe to restore myself to a place of trust. Every day…
Monday, Monday, it just turns out that way
Oh Monday, Monday, won’t go away
Monday, Monday, it’s here to stay…
Love and Light, Everyone