Happy Birthday, Sweet Mama

Today is May 20, 2015. It is 3:54 AM. I am wide awake. Twenty days into my blogging on process, I have posted more this month than I have in the last year and a half! The more I unpack ‘process,’ the deeper I plunge into mystery! It is like snorkeling near the Captain Cook monument in Hawaii. Oh, the joy! The color! The variety of life beneath the deep blue sea.

But seriously, why am I awake? For one thing I remember today is the 100th anniversary of my mother’s birth. It makes me thankful she had me late in life so I can still be young! Imagine, if I had been born when she was 18?

Happy Birthday, Sweet Mama. I love you! 

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That’s really not why I am awake. I am stretching my blogging muscles. I am getting addicted to writing endorphins. Whether anyone reads it or not is perfectly fine. I am digging into the process. It is good. It is good like ripping out an old flower bed and replanting it with fresh new blossoms is good. At the end of the day your muscles ache, but the sense of accomplishment is like having all the gifts wrapped for Christmas a month in advance! Four weeks from now when the geraniums and petunias are established and flourishing you’ll sit in your garden and sip iced tea with your BFF and it will be good. Oh, so good!

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But, like unpeeling the onion, that’s really not why I am awake. Lying in bed I was trying to figure out how not to internalize worry. When something is bothering you deep in your soul, it seriously can’t be good for your body. How do you let it go?

It was then that I turned my mind to the Possibility Prayer.

Mind! Awaken to Possibility!

As I pondered the backstory on this one line alone, honey glory oozed into all the achy crevasses of my soul. I felt rebirth and then I recognized the irony!

I have been placing my hands around my head in prayer commanding my mind to awaken with possibility and what happens?

I’m awake at 3 something in the morning for now three days in a row and I don’t regret one minute of this sleeplessness because I am awakening at a very deep level!

I am awakening to the healing process. And that’s not all. I can think of a dozen directions I could go next in unpacking this one line alone.

I stop in the reveal process to rejoice! Isn’t this what I asked for?

So how do you let go of those nagging worries? Shift! Get that Possibility Prayer flowing! Put your hands on your dome piece and call for your mind to awaken!

Mind! Awaken to Possibility!

Watch what happens! Nagging worries evaporate. You sense restoration flowing deep within your soul, your body.

You simply can’t entertain worry and possibility at the same time!

One idea and then I have to go–I could catch a bus to the world famous Pike Place Market and photograph possibility! Oh, wouldn’t that be glorious? Would you like that?

Marlee Huber ~ For Your Flourishing Life!

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About Your Flourishing Life

As a child, Marlee Huber loved to ramble through gardens sampling juicy berries and delighting in the heady fragrance of roses. As an adult, she thrills at maintaining a country garden in the foothills of the Washington Cascades. Something happened in 2012 that changed everything for Marlee. She followed the love of her life as he bicycled across the continent from their home in the NW to his brother's home in the Virginia. Ninety days later she came home and has never been the same. After photographing the backroads and hamlets across America--all on auto, she came home and took an online photography course, read dozens of books on technique and vision and stepped out into a new career. Her passion is coaching young people to discover their brilliance. She calls it Life-Themes Coaching and during one nearly half-day session, she unpacks what makes you brilliant and one of a kind. Then she matches the discoveries with a photography session where she tells the story of your life with her camera. In her personal life, she is a wife, mother, and grandmother delighting in her flourishing family!
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