I haven’t written much about the concept of abundance lately. In fact, the last time I posted about abundance may well have been in that chunk of posts that I deleted by mistake in July. However it may have been, it seems the time to review the abundance in life and the fair hope for its continuation.
I think of abundance just as I wake up – in that dreamy state before real consciousness sets in. Thoughts are intruding into the dreams of sleep, thoughts about writing a blog, planning a meeting, shopping for groceries, feeding the cat – any one of a number of everyday things that make up an abundance of life itself. I thank whatever gods may be for the gifts that have brought me to this particular spot, in this body, in this bed, in this house, in this town, and on up. I wallow in what I call “doing” abundance, cherishing the moment of the autumn morning,, equipping myself with an overlay of joy with which to address the day.
Some of us are cut off from the emotions of our life, deliberately at that. We edit the hard stuff, delete the painful or even the potentially painful, in favor of a less uncomfortable yet less balanced middle ground. When doing abundance, we can get in touch with the whole of life’s experience, and evaluate the lessons learned by conflict – at the same appreciating that this particular challenge is unique to us and enhances our opportunities for abundance.
Certainly such an attitude is a luxury, provided by time and space, and to embrace the pain at the moment of joy is not an automatic lesson. But doing abundance is not natural either; it is an effort of will at any time, even when abundance is clear. The desired result, daily progress and forward motion, is worth this effort made in its behalf – and the result is achievable for all of us.