Years ago, a therapist asked me if I was writing down my dreams. I said no and she said, “So, you’ve decided not to open God’s mail to you.”
I have learned again through my 12-step program for food addiction, that G-d sends mail to me in odd places, so I always need to be on the lookout.
Three times a week I attend program meetings and there is a preamble that is read at every meeting. I look around and see my fellows who have been in program 10 years, 20 years, really listening. Why are they listening so intently? They’ve heard that preamble so many times they could spout it verbatim. I listen… really listen… and G-d never fails me… there is a always message just for me… hidden in the preamble. I hear exactly what I need to hear on that particular day, in that moment. Every time.
In every share, from every fellow, no matter how un-sweetly phrased, there is always a message that takes me by surprise. There it is! A new, fresh insight. Even when the fellow sharing is me, a hidden gem will appear in my unplanned words.
We use slogans in our program. When I’m into opening G-d’s mail, I hear a slogan and run it through my internal translator. What does it mean to me today, in this moment? There it is again. G-d has a sense of humor. A slogan, three little words I hear or see every other day, wakes me up anew.
When I recognize G-d’s mail and open it, my thinking changes. I remember who I am. I remember my purpose. I remember I am loved. I remember that healing is infinite and that recovery is available in every breath.
I’m very grateful to G-d, to the Basic Goodness that is outside of me and greater than me, for helping me to receive my mail, my inspiration… in the form of our preamble… in the form of fellows who are coming in to their right-size bodies… in the form of the 12-steps and slogans… in the form of shares… in the form of casual conversations during breaks and after meetings… in the form of phone calls… in the form of Nature… in the form of a bowl of weighed and measured food… in the form of prayers… in the form of dreams… and in the form of 30 minutes of daily Quiet Time.
I’m not perfect. I forget to pay attention. I’m late for a meeting now and then. I skip my meditation. I’m human and life happens. I just know to listen even more closely the next time. I want to grow along spiritual lines, so that I can be a happier person and do more service in our crazy world, with my unpredictable life.
Love & Light,
Valerie
I love you, Valerie. You were my mail from The Big G this morning.
Love you, too, Dana. Love your comment.
Love & Light,
Valerie
A wonderful compliment to today’s Twenty-four Hours A Day book. Thank you, dear V.
That’s amazing, Mom! I had forgotten to read the Twenty-Four Hours a Day book. What a beautiful message.
Love & Light,
Valerie
I had been asking the universe for another mail from you- a most fine one arrived
thank you will make me a bowl of quinoa with herbs to look like your bowl
Hi Nicola,
I hope you enjoyed your quinoa and herbs. Are you growing your own herbs? I’m looking forward to our garden.
Love & Light,
Valerie
love you.
love you, too, dear cuz
Valerie, Thank you for a very thoughtful, insightful way of listening and watching for “God’s mail” . I have never thought of God’s answers to our prayers as mail from him. It is a very interesting concept that I like. Will be watching for” God’s mail”.
Theolyn
Thank you, dear Theolyn, for your love and support.
Love & Light,
Valerie
Valerie, I love your brain and am so grateful for the writer that you are and that you made your web page so that I get to read it. 🙂 Michelle
Oh my, Michelle! You are so kind! Thank you!
Love & Light,
Valerie
Hello dear Valerie!
Greetings from the high desert in southern California!
Love this entry and know that you already are what you set out to do in the last thoughts here. Your love, wisdom and grace are always a source of inspiration for me.
Take care.
with love,
Melinda
Hi Melinda,
I’m just back from a quick jaunt to NYC. I had a lovely visit with my friend Debby and got to hang out for some quality time with Louise and Murray.
When are you coming “home”? Hope to see you soon.
Love & Light,
Valerie