Surrendering my wardrobe

[Guest guest]

For about six months I've been getting the urge to wear all white, and I've been

resisting it. (I dislike shopping.)

 

As it turns out, the flu I had over Thanksgiving required me to venture out and

buy some clothes that fit. Since I don't much care for malls and stores, I got

in and out of there as quickly as I could. Had I relaxed into the process and

tuned in, I could have used the opportunity to expand my options. Instead, I

simply replaced the two pair of black slacks and considered it done.

 

I've been wearing black for years, so I didn't really give it any thought. But

now, every morning I find myself conflicted at the closet door. I stand there

and look at my black clothes - and I feel repulsed! It's the strangest thing.

Even more, at the Phoenix Seminar I wore all white both days - and I felt joyful

and light. I could feel the difference.

 

It's getting stronger, this attraction to wearing white and repulsion to wearing

black. Every morning I feel it more. So I guess this weekend I'll have to get

myself out in the world and find some new threads I can wear to the office.

 

Whatever Shakti wants, Shakti eventually gets, simply because to resist her

promptings feels so yucky, and to comply feels so good!

 

Peace,

Shaz