Today's lesson from Curtis Rivers' free course, Seven Paths to Freedom, is called Focusing the Image. I definitely need help with this one.
I can create vague images in my mind and enhance them by adding emotions. I FEEL happy.
But the images are still vague to me. I wonder what I have been doing wrong or is there something I am missing?
Lesson two answers this question.
More practice. Practice makes perfect. Use or lose it. Well, in this case, you may not have used that part of your brain; that part that creates vivid images in your mind so you need to work at it and with time the images will become clear.
Using all your senses. This will sharpen the image in your mind.
I am getting out of my red shiny Impala. I love that car. I hear the sound of my feet hit the driveway.
I take a deep breath of the fresh air and look up at my house. I hear the car door close and I walk up the sidewalk to the front door. The sound of my heels click click click follow me.
I reach out and grasp the cool metal door handle and give it a twist to the right. The colour on the front door matches my car. I don't know why that colour brightens my spirits but it does so I have it sprinkled throughout my house.
The foyer is brightly lit and I have a smile on my face as I anticipate my granddaughters rushing to see me. I call out, "Hello."
Sidney comes running and collides into me as she yells, "Grandma!" Her little arms wrap around my legs and I lean forward to try to squeeze her.
Just as Sidney loosens her grip on me, Faith, comes running up to me and gives me a great big hug. "Grandma, I missed you." "I missed you too."
I kick off my sling back shoes and step onto the cold ceramic tiles. I love the way my bare feet feel on the smooth clean floor.
Actually my little piggies wish they could always be naked in the fresh air. Socks are so confining.
My little angels have already run back to the kitchen.
With each step towards the kitchen, the sound of my daughters talking and laughing gets a little louder. I can smell the banana bread baking in the oven. As I enter the kitchen we exchange hellos. I look around and FEEL so blessed.
I notice some white fluffy towels on the floor because the girls were swimming again. One of our favorite past times. We have an indoor heated pool - a dream come true. I can't tell you how many wonderful hours we've had in the gorgeous pool.
I promise to go for a dip after supper.
I walk upstairs to my bedroom and change into some casual clothes. My room is so relaxing - a true retreat for unwinding. I love, love, love my room. That colour again that brightens up my day.
After taking a few minutes for myself, I work my way downstairs to my art studio/home office/rec room/exercise area.
I check emails and stop myself there because I know time flies once I get on the computer. It is the weekend and I promised my girls to spend time with them.
I look around and feel so grateful. I have large canvases holding paint that I put there. Someone has already bought that picture.
Over in the corner is a work station that my girls and I sit at and create all kinds of fun items.
In the opposite corner is a area dedicated to exercising. Everyone in the family takes advantage of that space.
My heart leaps as I scan the walls which are covered with pictures of my family and the trips we have been on.
There are awards and letters of gratitude for my volunteer work and donations to various charities. My daughters insisted on framing and hanging them.
I go back to the kitchen and they are cleaning up. I look out the window at the four nearby houses that belong to Beth, Nicole, Christina and my Mom.
Its fantastic that my granddaughters can run over to see me whenever they want.
Some of my fondest memories are of my maternal grandfather spending time with me. He made me feel important, loved and accepted. I wish I could have seen him more.
I walk past the great room. It is a warm welcoming space which I enjoy everyday with my girls. Another wave of happiness flows through me.
I go through the patio doors that leads to the deck and garden. I give a quick wave of my hand to Gary. He is sitting there with my son-inilaws doing whatever guys do.
I have a huge garden filled with large blossom flowers. The colours are so vibrant and the fragrance mild and beautiful. I stir up the scent of mint as my fingers gently run over the plants.
I look up and admire the cyan blue sky and fluffy white clouds. I savour the moment because I feel so grateful and happy. A rush of inner peace overwhelms me.
I glance back around the garden.
My granddaughters get so excited when they see a fruit or vegetable ripe for the picking.
The cucumbers are doing great this year.
This time was a little easier. I included the six senses. Nope. I lied. I missed taste. Tomorrow I will taste the banana bread. Yum. Can I have mine loaded with chopped up walnuts?
If I am going to be completely truthful, I have to admit that once I stepped into the house, I felt a pang of anxiety and I wondered how am I going to maintain all of this? I let the thought roll by as suggested in the lesson and continued with my vision. The self doubt was there haunting me. I don't know why.
Maybe someone could enlighten me. What could that barrier be?
How have you been doing with the lessons?
To read the today's lesson, you can sign up for Curtis Rivers' Seven Paths to Freedom Course at http://www.curtisrivers.com/products.html.
I can create vague images in my mind and enhance them by adding emotions. I FEEL happy.
But the images are still vague to me. I wonder what I have been doing wrong or is there something I am missing?
Lesson two answers this question.
More practice. Practice makes perfect. Use or lose it. Well, in this case, you may not have used that part of your brain; that part that creates vivid images in your mind so you need to work at it and with time the images will become clear.
Using all your senses. This will sharpen the image in your mind.
- What do you hear? Are they kids laughing? Birds singing?
- What do you smell? Cookies baking? Flowers?
Unfortunately or should I say fortunately my sniffer is broken. Intense scents, I can smell, otherwise it is a blank. A couple of weeks ago, for some reason, I could actually smell just about everything. It was so weird. I did not like it. How can people go through life smelling all these odors and fragrances? They were leaping out at me from everywhere. Invading my senses. Much of it was not pleasant. Made my stomach turn. Not good at all. Thank goodness it didn't last more than a day. What a relief it was to be back at my odor/fragrance free life.
- What do you touch/feel? The warm sunlight on your skin? Cold metal in your hand?
- What do you taste? The fresh, hot out of the oven cookies?
- Lastly use your sense of awareness.
I will try again.
I am getting out of my red shiny Impala. I love that car. I hear the sound of my feet hit the driveway.
I take a deep breath of the fresh air and look up at my house. I hear the car door close and I walk up the sidewalk to the front door. The sound of my heels click click click follow me.
I reach out and grasp the cool metal door handle and give it a twist to the right. The colour on the front door matches my car. I don't know why that colour brightens my spirits but it does so I have it sprinkled throughout my house.
The foyer is brightly lit and I have a smile on my face as I anticipate my granddaughters rushing to see me. I call out, "Hello."
Sidney comes running and collides into me as she yells, "Grandma!" Her little arms wrap around my legs and I lean forward to try to squeeze her.
Just as Sidney loosens her grip on me, Faith, comes running up to me and gives me a great big hug. "Grandma, I missed you." "I missed you too."
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I kick off my sling back shoes and step onto the cold ceramic tiles. I love the way my bare feet feel on the smooth clean floor.
Actually my little piggies wish they could always be naked in the fresh air. Socks are so confining.
My little angels have already run back to the kitchen.
With each step towards the kitchen, the sound of my daughters talking and laughing gets a little louder. I can smell the banana bread baking in the oven. As I enter the kitchen we exchange hellos. I look around and FEEL so blessed.
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I notice some white fluffy towels on the floor because the girls were swimming again. One of our favorite past times. We have an indoor heated pool - a dream come true. I can't tell you how many wonderful hours we've had in the gorgeous pool.
I promise to go for a dip after supper.
I walk upstairs to my bedroom and change into some casual clothes. My room is so relaxing - a true retreat for unwinding. I love, love, love my room. That colour again that brightens up my day.
I check emails and stop myself there because I know time flies once I get on the computer. It is the weekend and I promised my girls to spend time with them.
I look around and feel so grateful. I have large canvases holding paint that I put there. Someone has already bought that picture.
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Over in the corner is a work station that my girls and I sit at and create all kinds of fun items.
In the opposite corner is a area dedicated to exercising. Everyone in the family takes advantage of that space.
My heart leaps as I scan the walls which are covered with pictures of my family and the trips we have been on.
There are awards and letters of gratitude for my volunteer work and donations to various charities. My daughters insisted on framing and hanging them.
I go back to the kitchen and they are cleaning up. I look out the window at the four nearby houses that belong to Beth, Nicole, Christina and my Mom.
Its fantastic that my granddaughters can run over to see me whenever they want.
Some of my fondest memories are of my maternal grandfather spending time with me. He made me feel important, loved and accepted. I wish I could have seen him more.
I walk past the great room. It is a warm welcoming space which I enjoy everyday with my girls. Another wave of happiness flows through me.
I go through the patio doors that leads to the deck and garden. I give a quick wave of my hand to Gary. He is sitting there with my son-inilaws doing whatever guys do.
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I have a huge garden filled with large blossom flowers. The colours are so vibrant and the fragrance mild and beautiful. I stir up the scent of mint as my fingers gently run over the plants.
I look up and admire the cyan blue sky and fluffy white clouds. I savour the moment because I feel so grateful and happy. A rush of inner peace overwhelms me.
I glance back around the garden.
My granddaughters get so excited when they see a fruit or vegetable ripe for the picking.
The cucumbers are doing great this year.
This time was a little easier. I included the six senses. Nope. I lied. I missed taste. Tomorrow I will taste the banana bread. Yum. Can I have mine loaded with chopped up walnuts?
If I am going to be completely truthful, I have to admit that once I stepped into the house, I felt a pang of anxiety and I wondered how am I going to maintain all of this? I let the thought roll by as suggested in the lesson and continued with my vision. The self doubt was there haunting me. I don't know why.
Maybe someone could enlighten me. What could that barrier be?
How have you been doing with the lessons?
To read the today's lesson, you can sign up for Curtis Rivers' Seven Paths to Freedom Course at http://www.curtisrivers.com/products.html.
