Today I walked through the day with closed eyes.  Figuratively.  Not Literally.

It was just one of those days which I wanted to snuggle in bed and meditate and do Reiki.

The husband and daughter took off for the Swap Meet.  Ahh!  Two hours of bliss.  Moments like this rarely happen for a harried mom!    But somehow, every time I tried to go off into another mind place, the phone rang.  Aaacccchhh!  Dontcha hate that?

I tried to remain calm.  But it was kind of tough.  I was so looking forward to my time alone.  So I took a deep breath, went to my favorite place.  And wouldn’t ya know it?  Within moments, the husband and the whelp returned home.

Then I had to sterilize a filthy hairbrush my daughter bought, admire a new handbag, and gush over a discounted box of Q-tips.  Ah.  So much for a mom’s day off.

So after hairbrush cleaning/sterilization, and ooh-ing and ahh-ing I did the next best thing.  I only pretended I was hanging with the family, but I was actually off somewhere else.  On a mini-vacation of the mind.

I walked through the day with my eyes closed.  Figuratively.  Not Literally.  As I said before.  Good thing, because though I know my house pretty well, doors and walls have a tendency to bump into me!

It was very nice, and now I feel like I actually had the day off that I expected.

What is funny is that I was discussing vacations of the mind with a friend.  She was tired and wanted to go on holiday, but because of finances and the need to work, she was unable to take the rest she needed.

For my dear friend, I wrote the following mini meditation.

Then I got to thinking.  Maybe other people need a break, too!  A break that does not require logging into Travelocity.  Or driving/flying/train taking/bus riding/boat floating….  Or wads and wads of cash.

So I’m sharing this with you, dear reader, if you need a little Time Off, that is totally free.  Please enjoy the following script for a Vacation of the Mind.

Beautiful Sunset

Close your eyes, and imagine you are at a place that you love. Imagine it with all of your senses.

See the sights, the colors of this place. The color of the sky. The look of the flora and fauna. What is the lay of the landscape?  See it as if you are there.  Because You Are There.

Hear the sounds. Are there birds chirping? Are there sounds of water, like the ocean waves crashing or the sound of abundance flowing like a babbling brook?  Hear everything as if you are there.  Because You Are There.

Smell and taste the scents in the air. The aroma of the flowers or the spray of salt water in the breeze. Perhaps the scent of pine trees or crisp mountain air?  What kind of food is there to eat?  Inhale the aromas of what you are eating.  Taste and chew.  And enjoy.  Calorie Free.  With amazing culinary sensations.  Yum.

Feel. The breeze brushing gently through your hair. The sun on your skin. The soft grass or crunchy sand beneath your feet.  Is it warm?  Is it cold?  What are you wearing?  Is it comfy?  Or itchy?  Or bulky?  Or light?

What are you doing?  Are you alone?  Or are you with someone?  Or in a group?  Whether alone or with others, imagine with all your senses that you are at this place enjoying yourself immensely!

Spend at least five minutes here in chronological time.  And allow your mind to believe that this five minutes is expanded into a long weekend, a week, or a month.  Whatever amount of time you actually need will reside in five minutes of “real” time.

Because time isn’t real.

Breathe.

Sense the blissfulness. You are at peace. And more relaxed than you have ever been. Take yourself deep within, into the core of your being. Into your higher self. Lift yourself above the earthly dimension and allow yourself to fully partake in this place that you love.

This is your mini vacation. This is your special place. You can go here any time you need to recharge your mind, body and spirit. You feel light, relaxed and at peace.

In this place, allow yourself to release all stress and tension you may be holding in your physical body. Empty yourself of all negativity. Imagine a vacuum cleaner is just sucking all that stuff out of you.

And now, empty of all the dreck, imagine the Universe filling you with light, love and boundless energy. You feel amazingly good. You shine and glow with radiant health and happiness and good fortune.

Again.  Please allow yourself to spend at least five minutes in this place. Five minutes of “real time” will feel like a wonderful, vacation of the perfect length of time for you, be it a long weekend or a month. For “real” time is only what you choose it to be.

When you feel fully recharged, bring yourself comfortably back to room awareness. Then open your eyes, reach your hands over your head and stretch. Then say, “YES!”

Copyright 2010 Vicky Schroeder

My gift to you.  Enjoy your trip!

Fun Your Way out of the Box!

harried mom · Holiday · hypnosis · meditation · mini vacation of the mind · reiki · Swap Meet · Time Off

For about a month now, I can’t stop thinking about black holes. I don’t know why.

Black Hole Eating a Light Snack

Maybe it has to do with the fact that I have a preteen daughter with a voracious appetite.  And then there are her friends.  Who for some reason always show up right at feeding time.  They have appetites of equal insatiability.

With all this food being thrown around, Macy the Dawg is always on hand. She is a strong contender in the food frenzy competition.  She could hang tough with Man vs Food, win, and forgot she just ate.

It’s amazing we can keep any food in the house.

So with all these people eating–yes my dog is a people, just ask her–and all food particles being sucked into a vacuum, my mind can’t help but turn to space. And to Albert Einstein. And to Stephen Hawking.

It appears that some scientist guy is trying to dismantle their Black Hole Theory and mess with the wordage. I’m all for messing with the wordage, because that’s pretty much what I do all the time, but Stephen Hawking, in his mechanical voice kind of way, kind of made sense to a non-science-y girl like me.

And this guy. Um. Doesn’t. Well, maybe he does, but I kind of fell asleep while trying to read the first sentence of his theory.

Whoa! Did you know that confusion is an amazing hypnotic induction?

To say that I was confused was an understatement.  So that explains the meditation I went through yesterday, after reading this article.

So I was in deep again.  And since I was hypnotized, I could talk to inanimate objects.  So of course I chose to talk to a black hole.  And I asked it why it was so hungry.  And it said it was because all it ever ate were light meals.

I get it! It always eats stars and lights.  He had a great sense of humor!

So I offered it a more filling solution.  “Why don’t you eat some heavier stuff.  Here’s a load of black dreck negativity.  It matches your decor.”

“Why, t’anks!”  And it ate up all we had in the house.

But it wasn’t enough, because usually I’m a pretty upbeat person.

I gave it my mother’s address.  Can you believe that still wasn’t enough?

So I asked if it wanted to eat up the negative economic outlook, world famine, Cancer, AIDS, poverty, terrorism, Donald Trump’s hair and Heidi Montag’s rack o’ implants.  So it did.  And in my trance, the world became a nice sparkly place.  It was a very nice fantasy.

From which I awoke.

But I felt good, and choose to believe that the black hole was more satisfied.  Because I thought I heard a loud, reverberating belch.

Better out than in.

So if you have some stuff, you’d rather have out than in, like maybe any extra negativity hanging around, try feeding it to a black hole.  You’ll be glad you got rid of it!

Fun Your Way out of the Box!

Albert Einstein · black holes · hypnosis · inductions · light snack · meditation · release negativity · Stephen Hawking

Last night, despite my normal inclinations, I allowed myself to be rolled up with the sidewalks at dark time.  By that, I mean I went to bed at 8:30 p.m.

Why?  Because.  For some reason I was exhausted.  Must have needed a recharge of those Energizer Bunnies that power my wheely-wheel.

So into bed I plopped.  And in the morning, I awoke relaxed, refreshed, and in-vick-erated!

The in-vick-eration endured; Macy took me on a nice long walky walk.

Now, if you’ve never been on a walk with an unruly aerobic enthusiast like Macy, it can be compared to being dragged around the harbor by a killer whale with a jet pack.

Or maybe this guy:

Anyway, after this turbo-charged session, whatever in-vick-eration I had was spent.

With the in-vick-eration spent,  I fell deep into meditation.

And in this meditation.  I um, meditated.  And.  Did I mention, I went in deep?  So deep.  I got to the bottom of the well.  The very, very bottom, where the drain plug was.  And under the drain plug was a long, curving drain pipe that led to the bottom of the bottom.   Where lurked some deep-seated issues.

Inky black and oily of substance were they.  And as I was in hypnosis, I was able to converse with these shadowy creatures.  Who are you?  And where do you come from?  Why do you torture me?  And how can I vanquish you?

So we talked.  And spoke of hurts from the past.  Deep, unhealed wounds of my childhood.  And I asked these wounds, what would you like?  How can I make you feel happy?

And they said, “It is dark down here.  We need some light.  We need some love.  We need some fun.”

Wouldn’t ya know, that right at that moment popping into my hand was a little flashlight on a string.  If you are as old as I am, you will remember these flashlights from the Ice Capades Shows at Madison Square Garden.  That is, you will remember them if you lived or hung out in the Greater New Yawk Arear.

In the dark, at that Square Garden of Madison, kids of all ages spun these crazy lights of flash around enthusiastically.  I, in my enthusiasm, tended to whack everyone and everything within a two-mile radius of me.

The tarry beings merged as one and took the flashlight from me gratefully, spun it around and whacked me in the head!  Suddenly the cavern within me lit up with millions of whirling flashlights and the laughter of children!  I felt light and fluffy.  And got whacked in the head.  A million times more.

Nothing like a whack in the head to bring you out of a trance!  Whew.  That drain hole was getting kind of cramped anyway!

If you need to shed your anti-matter darkness, call me!  I have plenty of flashlights!  Fun Your Way out of the Box!

healing old emotional wounds · hypnosis · meditation