Spirit, your question caused me to think about how/when I came to be able to use painting a wall as a means of focusing on a single task. I remember right after 911 I was so distraught, and needed to do something to quiet my mind. I decided to paint the living room, and to do so in silence. I found myself focusing solely on the stroke of my brush (if edging) or the rolling the paint on the wall. If my mind wandered, I brought it back to the paintbrush. Thinking back, that was probably the start of meditation for me. I guess it's meditation with a clear end product, a painted room and a quiet mind.
Great story today about putting a request out to the universe. I was walking the mile from the hardware store to my apartment with three gallons of paint. Facing a huge staircase to get to my neighborhood, I thought I could really use a hand carrying this load up the stairs. Along comes a young lady who asks, "Can I lighten your load by carrying one of those gallons?" We ended up having a lovely five minute conversation on courage and choice. Love the way the universe responds to my request.
Have a great weekend all. I am going into offline mode as part of my day of no internet (except work)
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