I had breakfast and began to work my way through my chore list. Inbetween I watched the birds and squirrels cavorting around the new bird feeder. Earl, the squirrel, our original beautiful --I think male with his amazing red tail, now has a girl friend. She's much shier than he is. She hears a sound and she jumps and runs up a tree. Although I think she's more secure. I think I'll call her Sita. She probably has a name for herself that I couldn't pronounce. They play together and have fun. I wonder if we'll see little squirrels one day. That would be soooo cute.
I am having the carpet cleaned. I'm hoping that I won't be allergic to the clean carpet. The woman who came to give me a free estimate was cool. We got to talking about life and miracles right away. He dad was dying. The family took him to the Cleveland Clinic which is right near her brother-in-laws church. The parisioners came in groups and prayed for him and he recovered and survived.
She told me that he was rocking his first church, but the elders were threatened and asked him to leave. His mentor said, "Leave. You'll find your destiny and the place where the Lord wants you to be." And he did. He started his own church and it has grown and grown.
"It's amazing what can happen when you push yourself just a little bit further. " Kelley "Dancing with the Stars."
It's how the Pastor started and grew his amazing church. It's how Kelley went from being a bad, insecure dancer to one of the final four. I'm inspired. The pastor didn't make any excuses and he didn't look back at the Elders who kicked him out of his first Church--he moved into his future and created a miracle for himself and others.
My old student Tracy came to Hatha with her mom, Jancie. They used to take my Zionsville class. I loved that space. When the class began, it was dark and the silvery moonlight shone in through a pretty high window. It gave the whole class a feeling of India and of peace--deep, deep peace.
At the end of class, Tracy went into a deep meditation and had trouble coming out. It was a good feeling.
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