Accept It
Weekly Reading Topic for November 16, 2019: Accept It
Well, good morning, love! I just opened a Reading for you, my newsletter subscribers and here’s what I heard in answer to the following:
What do my readers most need to hear this weekend? What is the most important message to send to my beloved readers?
The answer was: “Accept It.”
What follows is your weekly reading.
Weekly Reading │Accept It
Q: What do we need to know about “Accept It?”
A: Imagine you are at a beautiful restaurant, seated at a table near a large picture window overlooking a sparkling night harbor studded with ships and stars. A server comes to your table and greets you, and the two of you admire the view for a moment. Then the server asks you the big question:
“What can I get you?”
Here’s why it’s so big: because at this pretend restaurant, you can have anything, anything at all, right now. You can literally order anything in the world, and it will be brought to you.
What on earth do we do with such permission, such choice, such abundance?
It’s up to you. This is your fantasy. So imagine: what would you order?
And now, imagine: the server brings it to you with a snap of his fingers. What do you do?
So many of us would hesitate to take the food. To pick up the fork and take a bite would feel … wrong. To get what we want, when we want it, without doing anything but asking? Weird, isn’t it? It’s almost … unimaginable.
But now imagine that you are the server in this scenario. You go to the table, confident that you can bring anything wanted, quickly and beautifully. You ask for the order, waiting patiently while the person dithers and hmmms and whines about not really knowing what they want. After a moment or two, you wonder if maybe you should give them a few more minutes, because, after all, you have a lot of other tables.
And at other tables, they may already know what they want.
So you wait, and when the diner is ready, you write down what they want. And then you get it for them, immediately, and present it.
And the person looks at the food, and oohs and ahhs, and then says something truly odd, and possibly if you weren’t such a professional, offensive.
“Oh, I’m not good enough for that. It’s too much for me. It’s too good.”
And you, the amazing server, who has just conjured what this person most wants at this moment, say the only thing you can:
“Accept it.”
Accept it means this, dear loved one: when you get what you want, accept it, just as you accept a correct order at a restaurant. You wanted it, and now it’s here: don’t refuse it. Many people worked in ways you can’t even know to get you what you wanted … and it would be rude to resist it or delay the taking of it.
[[This is always true. Even a simple letter that arrives in the mail required dozens of people to get involved. Think of the person who cut the tree for the paper, and the one who worked the machine, and the one who made the ink, and so on, and so on, and so on!]]
And also, accept it: sometimes we don’t get precisely what we want, or not when we want it, or when we DO get it, we realize we don’t want it after all. In those cases, accept it.
Even if you never ever ever ever ever get “what you want,” accept that you want it. It’s your right to desire, even when you don’t get it.
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Even if you get it later than you thought you would, or too soon to make use of it, accept it as your right to get what you want.
And if you get it, and realize it’s not what you thought it would be? Accept that, too.
Accept it, because the world works in weird ways, and the more time we spend thinking about what we deserve and what we don’t deserve, the more experiences we get that prove our thoughts to be valid.
This might help you to understand what we are trying to say: imagine a tiny little baby, or a small kitten, or a little bird. Do these tiny creatures “deserve” to live, to eat good food, to be warm and cuddled and loved? Do they deserve to play, to grow, to fly, to move about the world and enjoy themselves?
Of course, they do. So when you are sitting at your table, and the server brings you your order, accept it, just as you would love to see that little baby accept it.
Isn’t it lovely to see a child eat with pleasure or a kitten’s joy with a new toy? Isn’t it marvelous to see a baby bird learn that yes, they can indeed fly, and actually, it’s super fun?
Of course, it is. It’s amazing. When our loved ones in Unity and Spirit or Heaven or whatever you call it look in on us and see us happy and relaxed and enjoying our selves and eating and sleeping well, they feel satisfied and happy.
That’s what is wanted for you. Accept it, accept the good that comes to you. Don’t question your deserving — and if you find yourself in a habit of doing so, get some help for that.
One way to trick yourself about accepting the good is to order by saying one word: omakase.
Omakase means something like “I leave it up to you” in Japanese, and when you order omakase at a sushi bar, you are placing yourself in the hands of the chef, telling him or her that you trust them to feed you.
It’s saying “I don’t even know how good this meal could be, but you do … feed me.”
So this weekend tell the world “omakase,” and see what comes to you. And when something good comes, expected or unexpected, hinted at or a complete surprise, Accept It, right away. Please, don’t let your “I don’t deserve this, do I?” thoughts run the show!
Spending time thinking about what you do and don’t deserve is only getting in the way of you ordering another dish, another experience, another good thing. It’s also getting in the way of you watching your loved ones delight in the world, eat good food, and snuggle in for a warm winter’s hug.
This is the holiday season, and it’s a time for all of us to connect with loved ones and celebrate. But the celebration isn’t about the food or the trappings or the decorations or well wishes. It’s about the Wanting of Good for Others and for Ourselves.
It’s about omakase: trusting that there is someone with a better, higher perspective who knows exactly how our meal should be constructed.
It’s about going back to being, not a child, but like a child.
This season, we are all that small child born in the cold night, snuggled into hay and warmed by creatures who don’t speak our language. We are also all that small child born in summer when the sky is light in the early, early morning, and the dew feels almost warm on our bare feet. We are all that child born in the wind and the ice, that child who knows saltwater and the one who charts the movements of the stars.
We are all the children, and when we ask for what we want, and then, just as children do when offered a good thing, we should Accept It.
Omakase.
I am always here to serve in any way I can.
Much Love to You!
Molly
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