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Posted: 2005-01-19 / Author: Sheree Rainbolt-Kren Your Grandest Vision In WritingLast week, as I was journaling for another new day, I was guided to draw a *picture* of my grandest career vision. I do have one. "But," I thought to myself, "I can't draw worth squat!" I put that idea aside and moved along to other things. A few minutes passed and I closed my journal. That was that. I need some rest.As they day progressed, I kept getting a nudge. I heard "Draw a picture of your grandest vision." Oh man, do I really have to do that? I don't really know where to begin, even though I have this kick butt vision! It's all up here [pointing in the direction of between two ears]. Can't I just make it happen from there please? Seems the answer was a definitive, "NO!" With a light, but firm breeze at my back, round about my hinder area, I picked up my journal again, with absolutely no clue what I was going to draw. I began to doodle and fadapple. Nothin' comin'! Then, I get a quickie visualization. They want me to draw a floor plan of a real business. Huh? A floor plan? As in... floor plan? Rooms and their dimensions? How fun and creative! And maybe later we can set up a new accounting system? "Just do it for crying out loud!" I hear. OK. I'm not deaf ya know. This 2005 journal of mine is quite large. Almost 8 x 10 size pages. My daughter Lily Helen gave it to me for Christmas. How on earth did she know? My other 20 journals are regulation journal size. Nothing remarkable. Hmmmm. Very interesting. After each fine, hard stock, linen page is a 8 x 10 size tissue page. When I opened her gift to me, I thought, "Fancy!" I was almost to afraid to write in it. It called for some big and serious ideas and I was still baking them. Wasn't quite ready to declare real ownership just yet. Geesh. So, on that day last week, I sat with my journal and my tea. I took my fancy calligraphy marker and fancily drew the word VISUALIZE across the page. As per their instructions. Above it, I drew two beautiful eyes, with long lashes and defined eyebrows. Very penetrating. Looked really artsy on that tissue paper. Not bad at all. Am I done for today? That was easy enough for part one. Moving right along. Within 27 seconds my pen took off. I was sucked like a cotton ball into a giant narrow vacuum of comprehension and complete focus. Wow. All of the light filled thoughts I have ever held, at various points in time, all came together into one fluid freeze frame. There are no words to truly describe what happened, but within one hour, I had drawn my Grandest Vision, in the form of a full blown floor plan. One guided by the Divine Architect. Imagine that! No fluffy pictures, or inspirational affirmations. Never imagined this would be the approach. Too left brain for me. When I finished our floor plan, I just sat there in awe. It was literally and emotionally perfect. It IS my Grandest Vision. I cried tears of joy. I really really did. It is a large, old brick building, with 16 foot ceilings and open beams. It is filled with tall painted frame windows and skylights. It houses a live theater for stunning performances and spiritual speakers, meditation rooms, classrooms, library, healing rooms, art gallery, cafe, retail shop, offices, think tank room, murals of Angels and Light and Wisdom and Wonder. Even storage, restrooms, and supplies space. It is absolutely fantastic. Sitting there, looking at what the Light had created with me, I realized how really wonderful life can be. I laid my hand over the page and blessed this vision with my soul. Nothing more perfect exists for me. Nothing! The energy of this single prayer lit this idea up full blast. The current ran through my body, infusing every cell with this beautiful creative wave. God Bless Us And The Boss Horse We Rode In On. Feeling a huge sense of accomplishment, and focus, I thanked God for this gift. As I was preparing to close my journal, the fancy tissue page fell over on top of the floor plan. And there it was. My solid written floor plan under the light veil of VISUALIZATION. It was one of those moments you want to frame forever. ************************ Sheree Rainbolt-Kren is a Writer and a Reiki Master/Teacher. Email: ReikiProject@aol.com for more info on the vision. Top of page | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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