When I, HSP, was growing up in the dysfunctional work addiction farm family. Work, work, work, was everywhere. Mom was always cooking, doing laundry, or driving the men from one field to another. Dad was always in the fields- planting, disking, adjusting the irrigation system, or harvesting.
Then we had to care for the animals- feeding or farrowing animals. The chickens laid eggs that had to be gathered and analyzed for our egg route in the city.. The garden needs hoeing, or the peas needing picking, or the tomatoes. The cattle and hogs had to be farrowed- the females impregnated so we could have baby pigs and calves to raise for market.
Something always needed our attention.
It seemed that work was the secret sauce creating success. OR was it?
Where was the spiritual realm,— the peaceful, loving life, being part of a community, having fun, and nourishing your spirit?
Church sermons talked about being in connection with God, hearing angels sing, and walking with Christ consciousness. A big blank appeared in my head. I couldn’t relate to what they were saying.
Spiritual studies talk about humans having the power to create their own life, manifesting their desires, having your core emotional and mental needs met and getting answers to their life problems from the Divine. REALLY? HOW?
Reading spiritual books about consciousness, divine reality, and empowerment created my yearning for this connection, illuminated the potential, but always mentioned the path forward was through meditation. But my nervous system could not calm down and trust the process of having a calm, peaceful mental attitude.
As an abused child with a strung out nervous system, I was always on the alert for the next danger not the next opportunity of expansion. And a peaceful mind, was way beyond my comprehension. Meditation might would work for others, but NOT for me.
One day I stumbled upon the secret— To create a new life, you have to envision the new life. You have to imagine it. Unable to imagine at that time of my life, I used reverse logic to create a starting point.
I would imagine the opposite of what i was living. Instead of criticism, I would imagine praise. Instead of being ignored I would imagine being in the spotlight with lots of people applauding me. Instead of nobody to go to movie with me, I would create a couple of close friends who loved that type of movie. Instead of having no one to hear my poetry, I would join a poet’s writers club and read to them. The glee that surrounded my heart came from feeling this dream—this visualization. It was like being a child and being lifted up to see the sun.
Yes, imagination was the key and from that a better life would flow ONCE I mastered the emotions that were holding me back by shifting their power and focus to what I REALLY WANTED TO CREATE. To feel, to visualize, to imagine, to step into the potential of the future, to be in the energy of the possibilities for the future, that was my new quest.
In the next episode of my journey to explore the secrets of HSP life and I will look at the following topics:
How do you use your imagination? What would you like to create?
