I came across two very interesting videos that I enjoyed listening to. They feature Wayne Dyer’s talk at a conference at Tyson, Arizona, on the “10 Symptoms of Inner Peace”, that were handed down to him.
This is a genuine food-for-the-soul article. Grow and enjoy!
10 Steps to Gaining Inner Peace
The symptoms go hand in hand with each other. As you’ll grow and learn, you will find that they are one and the same.
1. Tendency to act spontaneously, less planned.
2. Ability to enjoy each moment.
3. A loss of interest in judging other people.
If you address people you don’t know with a title of respect,
you learn to wee the unfolding of the Divine within anyone.
Then judgment becomes impossible.
4. A disinterest in explaining the behavior of others.
Affirm to yourself: ‘I am allowed.’
5. A decision to give conflict a ‘pass’
How: Don’t let the other person know
6. You’ll stop watching the news & stop reading tabloids — sources of negativity & conflict.
7. Loss of the ability to ‘worry’. Don’t ‘worry’ about things you have no control over.
No need to worry about things to worry about things you have control over, because you have control over it.
Voila. Worry problems solved.
8. Frequent, overwhelming episodes of appreciation & contented feelings of connectedness with people & nature. Connectedness means knowing ‘we are all one’.
9. Frequent ‘attacks’ of smiling. Cheerfulness is one of the qualities of spirituality
10. An increased susceptibility to the love provided by others, and an uncontrollable urge to love others.
This morning, one of my clients, who subscribes to my RSS Feed (getting all posts by email) and wrote me her wonderful response to this article. She wishes to share it with all of you, to encourage communication and sharing our feelings and our path:
Astrid strikes again. At a moment of confusion over a troubled relationship, an email arrives that provides the keys to knowing.
Sandy and I have been friends for years. We met in high school and recognized the connection right away. We were both sensitive and insatiably curious about the world and possibilities for human experience.
She is one of those friends that asks. About work, about friends, about my hot water tank that needs replacing, about who I’d be spending Christmas day with. My family is draining to be around for long (as many are) so she extended the invitation to have Christmas dinner with hers.
“They’re crazy,” she said.
“It’ll be heaven compared to mine,” I replied.
“My dad might say odd things…”
“Great, then I’ll get to laugh.” And I did. And he did, and it was a joy. The morning I spent with my own family was all that much brighter knowing I would be welcomed inside another and around warmth.
The weeks following Christmas I sensed tension between us. Sandy introduced me to a friend of hers, Victoria. Victoria and I are in similar places in ours lives and found an instant bond that energized the both of us. Sandy was bothered by it. She declined our invitations out and spent time with other friends. I saw less of her, and was hurt. Saturday morning she called. I asked her about it.
“Are you mad at me?”
“What?! Why… what?! How can you…I can’t believe…!”
On and on it went until I was apologizing and just saying ok to whatever she said. I couldn’t breath, my heart was in my throat, I sweated through my bathrobe and was a mess on the bathroom floor. I thought I was asking an innocent question, but to her it was an attack and she responded with fury.
I tried to understand and find compassion for her. Switching between reasoning out where she was coming from, and nursing my own hurt. When I think back, mostly what I remember is repeating, Stop yelling at me. I wouldn’t let anyone talk to me like that again. It was a trigger from my past and I swore then, No more! But I loved Sandy dearly. How to reconcile? I’d have to speak my truth with her but all I could envision was another blow up on her part and me walking away. And that would be that. Then came Astrid’s email, 10 Steps to Gain Inner Peace.
“I am allowed.” Yes, I AM allowed to feel the way I do – all of it, the love, the hurt, the anger, the fear. And it doesn’t matter why she said what she did. That’s her business. She’s allowed hers. And I am allowed mine.
“Give conflict a pass.” Oh yes. The larger the wall, the harder the strike. So what if there’s no wall to hit against. And it’s not just saying ok to everything because that is tossing something back too. That’s like saying, I hear what you say but there’s no response beyond ok because you’re not worth it. And I don’t believe that. She’s lovely.
I appreciate her and her giving nature. Her kindnesses which are often grand, like when she invited me to her parent’s California home for my birthday. She thinks about things like that and I am grateful to know her. Peace at last.