Without Vision, people perish
I went to the eyelid doctor in September. Many of my friends boasted about how “refreshed” they felt after having eyelid surgery; the one where excess skin is snipped away leaving eyes with the ability to see wider and with lids that are no longer heavy and droopy. I waited with anticipation for my surgery which was three weeks ago—seven months after my initial doctor appointment. My friends all said the first three days were cumbersome, the first week restrictive, then by the end of week two everything was great.
I arrived for surgery in a loose fitting outfit, as recommended. I was wheeled into the surgery room. An anesthesiologist sat to my right side and injected me with a cocktail so that I didn’t experience pain. Once home, days 1-3 were difficult, as promised, but so were the next three weeks. In addition to all of the physical complications I experienced the emotional detox from the anesthesia along with insight after insight about vision as I had difficulty seeing for a while.
At first I became aware of the absolute brilliance of eyesight. It is through my eyes I watched my daughter and grand babies being born. I witness the change of the seasons through my eyes. I couple seeing beautifully prepared food with my taste buds to experience the exquisite symphonies of flavor. I see the uniqueness of style worn by various personalities. All because light hits my cornea which transfers to the retina which is made of rods and cones. These rods and cones convert the information into electrical signals that are carried by the optic nerve to the brain which interprets the light. A demonstration of the Intelligence of God, at work.
The longer I laid on the couch, the more focus I had on my heavy eyelids. This contemplation of light within the eyes turned quickly toward the idea of being seen. Now Dolly Parton and Naomi Judd both LOVED being seen. They thrived in the spotlight. Just watching both of them on stage and you can see their delight of being seeing and how it fuels them. Dolly, in fact, said that’s what she wanted “to be seen” more than anything else in life. So much so that she created an exaggerated version of a woman with big hair, big breasts, big make up and a big personality to grab attention.
As I sunk deeper into my couch I realized that I was born with a lot to say and to transmit as I’ve always known the Presence of God as clearly as I’ve known my breath. But I haven’t wanted to be seen. I’ve wanted my energy to be felt. I created the ability to be invisible as a super power. And, because I haven’t wanted to be seen, I attracted many people who could only see themselves in me through their own projection. These tended to be people with an undeveloped or underdeveloped consciousness. Somehow I figured if those who couldn’t see me saw themselves in me then I’d met my goal. I allowed this knowing (never a secret) to permeate my being as I played with the idea of ME allowing others to SEE me. To take IN the witness consciousness; allowing myself to be seen. How would who I am change if I took it all in?
As I lay on the couch, I decide I’m ready. I decide I’m ready for the world to see me. Not with the panache of Dolly Parton, although it may feel that exaggerated to me at times. I am willing to show up and allow me to receive the gift of others seeing me. As soon as I made that declaration I immediately saw a handful of people who do indeed see and know me right now. As I accepted this realization I was overcome with immense gratitude; aware that what I’ve wanted has been here all along. This is the goodness and glory of God. God is always giving without exception. I am the one who can block the receiving end of the gift. Along with this revelation came a built-in energy field of self respect. I stood up for myself in a way I hadn’t before. This decision was enough to redirect energy toward my Highest Good.
Then I became aware, not of sight, but of vision. An inner revelation of where my life is to go. The compass born out of my singular eye. Couchbound I contemplated my NOW vision. I could see the road already traveled, yet not the one that is unfolding. I gave thanks for Reverend Michael Beckwith’s practice of visioning. It is a reminder that I only need to see the next, not the entire highway. I ask for my next to which I am guided to continue on with what I’m doing. I am encouraged to invite others to watch the YouTube sessions and to add a link to the page on my email signature.
Proverbs says, “Where there is no vision, the people perish; but he that keepth the law, happy is she.” (Proverbs 29:18) In metaphysics “law” means that which is Universally True, so with vision and spiritual laws I can live a life of innate joy. LOVE THIS. And, of course, a quote from Reverend Michael Beckwith, "You don't make a vision happen. You make it welcome."
I close with gratitude of the precious eyesight I have, my willingness to be seen, and the continuous unfolding vision of God’s Good within me. A fruitful journey for an outpatient surgery.
May YOU Experience the Fullness of Being Alive,
