when I went to Texas
Because I saw a Roadrunner on my trip down here to Texas, I thought it might be fun to find out what the metaphysical meaning of a Roadrunner might be. So far, this is what I’ve found. It’s an interesting commentary by Infinite love :
Abraham says that a thought reaches a combustion point at 17 seconds of pure undiluted focus. It draws another thought to it and it is exponentially more powerful. At the end of another 17 seconds, 34 seconds total, the next thought combusts, and by Law of Attraction, evolves to a higher level of energy. Again another 17 seconds to 51 seconds continues the process, and finally, if you can continue a pure thought for 68 seconds on any given subject, it will be on its way to manifestation. The key word is pure, meaning positive focus, strong energy, no resistance; to not slip into lackful thinking.
Abraham says the average person rarely finishes a single sentence without contradicting their energy, as in “I want a new car, but it is too expensive.” So they say most of us haven’t had much experience with ever feeling the combustion of thought that comes from 17+ seconds of pure thought.
In talking about the leverage of 17+17+17+17=68 seconds of pure thought, Abraham offers the following information:
- 17 seconds is worth 2,000 manhours (about a year at 40 hours per week of action taken
- 34 seconds is worth 20,000 manhours (or about 10 years…
- 51 seconds is worth 200,000 manhours (or about 100 years…)
- 68 seconds is worth 2,000,000 manhours (or about 1000 years…)
- That’s two MILLION manhours (or womanhours!)
- If we can learn to offer pure thought energy for 68 seconds at a time, action becomes INCONSEQUENTIAL
Here’s a simple story of 68 seconds of pure thought from my own experience:
I had a fun demonstration of deliberate creation while I was on vacation in New Mexico one year. I was coming down the road from the Sandia Tram and realized that the one thing I really wanted in Albuquerque that I hadn’t done yet, was to see a road runner. I had never seen one before, and although I’d had a wonderful time birding all week, seeing a Black headed grosbeak, western tanagers, scaled quail, Seller’s jays, some kind of wonderful owl and hawk, but I still hadn’t seen a road runner.
So driving down the road, my friend Kate and I talked for 68 seconds about the wonder of road runners, how fun they are, how excited we would be to see one, how great the birding had been since we got to New Mexico, etc. And sure enough, we came round a corner at about 69 seconds, and there – on a fence post, no less, was our road runner. Kate did a quick U turn and we spent ten minutes having the road runner experience. He (or she) preened on the fence post for awhile, allowing me to take pictures profile and head on, then hopped down and ran into the gully to catch and eat a lizard, then back on the fence and then down the other side to do some wing unfurling behavior that looked like it could be mating behavior. All and all, a very satisfying 68 seconds of fun directed thought! Obviously, my mother must never have told me that there wouldn’t be enough road runners!
How to Get to 17 Seconds of Pure Thought:
Getting to 17 seconds of pure thought purely mentally is harder for me than doing it either out loud or in writing. I find the discipline of speaking or writing helps keep other thoughts from being too distracting.If I am going to do it in writing, I often put in the form of a letter to a friend from the vantage point of already having accomplished what it is that I am wanting. Then I can describe the feelings and details of my new place of being, and really get into the sense of actually being there. You may recognize this as the scripting process we covered last week!
I also play the “68 second game” out loud, with some friends that I meet with in a group every week. The person who facilitates gets to pick a subject, then everyone contributes to her 68 seconds. For example, I want to have a beautiful wedding, so my week we did 68 seconds on how wonderful my ceremony was, and how much I loved having a fun reception for all of my friends. They all chimed in on how much they enjoyed the party, how great the band was, the deliciousness of the cake, the beauty of the decorations, etc. Our 68 seconds in the group often lasts 5 or 10 minutes!
And I know that if I am in a place I don’t want to be emotionally, I can call any member of that group and ask them to do 68 seconds with me on what I am wanting in that moment. I called a friend and asked her to do 68 seconds with me on my wonderful relationship with my mother recently! It really helps to have some partners to do the process with me.
Notes from Abraham: “Focus on nothing is more important than you feel good. Period. it is not necessary to focus on feeling good about oneself, focus on feeling good; period. It is not necessary to feel good about your body, or about your financial situation; find thoughts that make you feel good. Period.
We would recommend that you spend the first week writing 68 seconds about things that you don’t care much about, such as blue glass, butterflies, feathers. Because you will attract those things. This exercise will teach you two things: one that you can focus for 68 seconds; two, that the universe does respond to a pure vibration. When you have a level of confidence in the universe, then you can tackle your main issues.
We would every day, twice a day, write your 68 seconds about all areas in your life, relationship, abundance, house, job, etc. You will find it very easy to do. For instance, on your house, appreciate how convenient it is. Appreciate the thermostat that keeps the house at the perfect temperature. Appreciate the sewage system and the plumbing in your bathroom. Appreciate the comfort of it. Know that this house will be temporary, that you will have may others closer to the dream house you want, but meanwhile appreciate it. You see, there was 68 seconds.
Hello from sunny El Paso! Here are the highlights from the drive down:
- 1. So, I’m driving through Kansas…
So, I’m driving through Kansas… and driving … and driving … and driving when suddenly I find myself on the outskirts of Spit-In-The-Road-Town #245. What’s so great about this little town? It’s the home of the Timeless Company. Not THE Timeless Company… simply Timeless Company.
So what does that mean? Did they lose track of time? Or is it that time has no meaning there? Maybe they are never on time? No one owns a watch? They have no idea what time it is? What? Do they travel in time? Has time stopped in that little compound surrounded by haphazard fencing, a derelict Quonset hut, and dilapidated trailer? If I had stopped the car and walked through the gate would I have found myself “back” in time? “out” of time? “on” time? With “time on my hands”???
- 2. So the next big thing was the weather…
Most of the afternoon, I found myself skirting the southeast corners of big thunderstorms… I did pretty good staying out of the way until just at dusk, I drove right into the tail end of a whopping storm. Right about then, a really nice person in oncoming traffic flashed their lights (universal signal that cops are up ahead). I slowed down, and sure enough, not far down the road there was a state trooper. I drove on, mindful of the speed limit, and got flashed again, and then again… and again… and I was thinking “OMG! This place is freakin’ lousy with cops!”
By this time, it’s dark, raining, the wind is picking up, and still every now and then, someone flashes me… I’m wondering why those cops aren’t holed up in some corner cafe somewhere… eating donuts or something. Then I started wondering if maybe there’s some strange Kansas custom to flash oncoming traffic if there’s a tornado headed your direction. I started to get a little bit nervous.
I pulled into the next town, tanked up with gas, and decided it might be a good idea to stop for the night. I parked at a motel, got out of the car, turned off the lights…. and discovered that they were already off. I had been driving for about 1 1/2 hours, in the rain, in the dark, with no lights… LOL…
- 3. More on the weather…
So here I am in a motel, and I turned on the TV only to discover that there are storms moving in and moving through that are dropping golf ball size hail and featuring damaging straight line winds. So… I should be happy to be safe and sound, right? Sure! Except for the fact that I’m driving a rental car.. and the deductible on my insurance is $1000.00 – I was like glued to the tube for a good hour.
Then I decided that all this focused attention was just as likely to create golf ball size hail as to deflect it… so I went to bed… saying over and over “Thank you that the car is OK. Thank you that the storms missed us. Thank you that the car is OK. Thank you…”
- 4. So… between Wichita and El Paso
So… between Wichita and El Paso there is a whole lot of nothing!! Miles and miles and miles of flat land with no roads, no houses, no towns, nothing. And I’m driving along and there, by the side of the road I see a car seat. An infant car seat… just sitting there. Nothing around it. No one in it. It doesn’t look banged up. And I’m like WTF? I fed on plausible stories for hours.
- 5. Oh, and I forgot to mention this!
I got into the rental car and was disappointed to discover that “economy” means no tape deck, no CD player… so I’m doing this whole trip in SILENCE! Some 600 miles later, I figured out that there really was a CD player… LOL… and by then, I wasn’t inclined to use it. I was so involved in talking to myself that I almost couldn’t get a word in edgewise.
- 6. The Oklahoma panhandle area is pretty interesting.
The Oklahoma panhandle area is pretty interesting. You know that show, “Men in Trees”? I think they could do one for Oklahoma called “Dudes in Trucks”! I drove (my miraculously NOT storm damaged vehicle) through a 3 church, 2 gas station, 1 grain silo town… and did not see one single car. Not one. Every single vehicle in that town (excluding mine) was a truck.
- 7. Texas…
Did you know that in the panhandle area of Texas it’s customary to just avoid roads entirely and drive through the fields? The first time it happened, the truck in front of me just suddenly made a left turn and drove straight off the road and into a field… He didn’t even slow down! I was like OMG! A little further on down the road, it happened again! This time I was thinking OMG WTF !!
- 8. Oh… and I saw a roadrunner.
Oh… and I saw a roadrunner. I bet you’ll never guess what he was doing… OK… you probably guessed it. Yep. He was running across the road! How fun is that?
So… there you have it.
Thursday I’m going to a little clinic in Mexico for a shamanic healing Reiki experience. So, next time you hear from me, it’ll be a whole new me! Who knows, I might even be timeless! LOL.
Note: This was originally posted on my old blogger blog, on Tuesday, May 6, 2008
- Roadrunners are quick enough to catch and eat rattlesnakes.
- Roadrunners prefer walking or running and attain speeds up to 17 miles per hour.
- The Roadrunner is also called the Chaparral Cock.
- The Roadrunner reabsorbs water from its feces before excretion.
- The Roadrunner’s nasal gland eliminates excess salt, instead of using the urinary tract like most birds.
- The Roadrunner is the state bird of New Mexico.
- Weight: 8-24 oz.
- Length: 20-24 inches
- Height: 10-12″
- Sexual Maturity: 2-3 yrs.
- Mating Season: Spring
- Incubation: 18-20 days
- No. of Eggs: 2-12
- Birth Interval: 1 year
- Lifespan: 7 to 8 years
- Typical diet: insects, lizards, snakes
source: The Roadrunner (DesertUSA)
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