A day to rest, so says my spirit

The day to rest, so says my spirit

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Posted on: September 29, 2015 • 0 Comments

The weather in Portland, OR is amazing today!   80+ degrees and sunny.  The Springfield in me would have hit the ground running in order to get in all things touristy, because I have only one day here.  That tends to be how the Springfield family does things!  Well, my spirit had other plans.  I found myself enjoying a leisurely breakfast in a small local restaurant.  That is a rarity in my life.  Yogurt, coffee and a power bar are the staples of a large breakfast.

My personality tried to push in order to go into town for a garden experience.”Okay fine,” says my spirit, “Try to go to the Japanese gardens.”  Of course, they are closed for renovations until spring.  My personality pushes for 1 more garden.  As parking would have it, there was no place to park, anywhere downtown this morning.  FINE, my spirit wins.

I give way and follow my spirit.  I end up in the same small quaint neighborhood I started the day with.  Starbucks for a cup of coffee at a table outside to write and read my newest friend recommended book, The Voice of Knowledge.  Which happens to have the perfect message for me along this journey!  It is all about unlearning of life’s lies in order to live in truth and love.  How random. Not!  Then after visiting a few local shops, my spirit was calling for a nap. My personality yells, “WHAT?  There is only this day to experience Portland!”  I then remember the message from a friend’s pray yesterday was to be still.  I find myself relenting again.  ” Okay, my spirit, you win.”  I returned to my perfect Portland hideaway and slept for a few hours.

Upon awaking I was lead to a lovely walk in the woods followed by a backyard yoga class.  I must confess that this spirit lead day was exactly what I needed.

I have learned that a large city is exciting and enjoyable to visit.  Yet, I much prefer the woods.  Tomorrow I am off to the Redwoods. Perfection!



Are you done yet? Nope!

Are you done with this Phase yet? Nope, just getting started!

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Posted on: September 28, 2015 • 0 Comments

I have been gone from the life I lived in Danville for 22 days now.  My ego and personality are becoming restless.  The internal conversations remind me of what it is like to go through a particular “phase” growing up and your parents or friends becoming tired of it.  The parental part of my brain is saying to my spiritual side,”Okay, now I have had about enough of this shit!  Let’s get back to the way it is suppose to be!”  Interestingly enough, this is not a phase.  This is my life.  There is no turning back in order to make other people comfortable.  There is no going back to being productive in the over responsible self defeating ways of the past.  It is really uncomfortable to sit where I am (in the driver’s seat literally) and claim my personal freedom.

Do you remember any of your awful “phases” growing up?  I sure do!  One in particular stands out to me.  I was in 7th or 8th grade and in the ever challenging time of 13 years old. Skate rate punk was the newest thing on the streets of suburbia.  Well, at least, I thought it was. This was all pre- Seattle grunge.  Being in Seattle reminded me of it, since it still seems to be a thing there even now.  Anyway,  I made a new friend who was dating one of these skate rat punk guys and I thought it was amazing.  I wanted to listen to their music, look like they did, and in essence fit in.  My mom really wasn’t too keen on ragged torn clothes and honestly neither was I.  So, I compromised a bit.  I went for the high top Chuck Taylor shoes, that I still like today.  Instead of the all black and flannel experience, I went for pink pants and a freshly pressed striped shirt that was too long and huge.  Makeup and hair styling was something spectacularly awful.  Let’s just say it was a bit off.  I was busy trying to fit in and missed the point that my friend and her boyfriend liked me just fine before I abandoned the way I looked and moved through the world.  Determined to not give up, I grew to love the different music of Black Flag, Henry Rollins, and Metallica.  My family had a sense of humor and patience about this phase and gifted me with some yellow and red flamed high tops for my birthday as a joke.  I just got rid of them recently as they were worn out!  I never did receive the speech from my parents or family about needing to get over this phase. It was my friends that finally sat me down and told me I looked rather foolish and that they missed me.  When I did return to my previous 80′s fashion, I was delighted to realize my friends were still there.  Afterwards, my mom did confess that she was glad to have that “phase” complete.  (I have no picture with me to share, fortunately, of that particular look.)

What is interesting about this journey right now in my life, I notice that I am returning to myself much like I did in middle school.  The phase I am finally abandoning simply lasted 24 years.


Kristin Springfield

Tree hugger and loving it

No more mind trickery!

no more mind trickery!

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Posted on: September 27, 2015 • 2 Comments

I am no longer responsible for the past.  I did the very best that I could with what I knew at the time.  That is what we all do at all times, unless we are intentionally manipulating the emotions of another.  I can’t change the past, nor do I get some sort of credit for reworking it in my head.  It makes me laugh when I finally stop the madness of mental trickery.  I have spent countless hours dissecting the past.  I can slice it and decide what I could have done differently in order to alter the outcome. Or at least what I could have done so I might have looked better, stronger, or less sad.   I have perfected that skill in such a way that I tend to jump into the future.  I practice conversations that will most likely never happen.  I can’t remember how many times I meet my second ex husband in my mind.  These imaginary interactions varied greatly but always included the minimum of the exchange of the word hello.  Well, that is not how it happened when I actually saw him in real life the day before I left on this journey.   When I saw him I made positive eye contact and sent love to his highest self.  No word left my lips.  That was the very best thing I could have done. So, I am releasing this ridiculous mental mind garbage of wasting the perfect present with planning the future and dissecting the past.  I trust that I will do the very best that I can at the time.  Just think of all the energy I will be saving!  I can only imagine what I will do with that newly available energy!



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