Money is not my supply. No person place or condition is my supply.
This came in handy today, when I was having a discussion (aka heated debate) with my husband, over what to do about the latest note from my son’s school about his food.
Our son Damon, (4y/o), is happy, healthy and well. He’s also being helped for a developmental delay and has been receiving treatment for almost 2 years, although not at this school.
Yesterday we received yet another note about food, his not liking it, and how I should send in more food that he likes…
My thought bubble – What The WHAT??? – everything I send in is food he likes.
I was annoyed.
My son eats a specialized diet.
I do too.
I’ve written about it here.
And vlogged about it right here.
When we first moved to the Island (Maui) and had our first, second, and third IEP meetings, I talked about his food no-nos, why they were no-nos (gastrointestinal nightmares, painful gas, agitation, diarrhea) and why he cannot have things like milk, nuts (allergy), apples and sugar.
Since we are still in the cleansing and detoxing phase of The Body Ecology Diet, and Mama’s own special creations, I don’t want the school giving him oreos and donuts because he likes them. This was my experience at his former school and what led to 24 hours of poo-dom.
He also thrives when his diet is filled with whole, cultured, and green foods…who doesn’t?
When his Teacher, who felt bad because he couldn’t eat snacks with the other kids (goldfish & whatnot), asked me to pack his lunch everyday I did…even though we also pay for his school breakfast and lunch everyday.
When she asked me to pack his favorite beverages (because he cannot drink the milk and they don’t serve juice everyday) I did. I make a special stevia-sweetened water with a splash of juice for color. Water isn’t typically one of his favorites since we don’t live in the triple digit heat of Arizona anymore.
No, on this day — someone (one of the adults) had become frustrated because they brought McDonald’s in (one of his favorite places to eat, even if they do have silly putty fries) and he cried so loud my daughter heard him in her 3rd grade class, across the yard – probably because he couldn’t have fries.
When they offered him the chicken nuggets (all-white meat, natural and organic I packed in his lunch) he threw one on the floor – he showed them.
If I wasn’t 25 days into this prosperity plan, I would have allowed myself to become upset, angry, and even finger waving mad at his Teacher (who is awesome, loves what she does, and is good at it).
Oh- did I mention he also has a One-On-One?
For those who may not know what a One-On-One (Educational Assistant) does or is, this is the Angel who makes sure that he doesn’t run off, and completes his daily tasks and activities.
Ok, so I still was upset and highly annoyed by the situation but only with myself.
I realized, I didn’t know what my son did all day in his new preschool.
I didn’t know what he actually DID eat, and more importantly, what he does from the time I drop him off at 7:30 untll the time I pick him up at 1:45.
I was so caught up in his therapies, academics, potty training, and sign language progress, I hadn’t paid attention to the basics.
I was mad at myself.
What kind of mother doesn’t know what’s going on with her child, especially one that makes homemade milk kefir every day, tracks down young green coconuts for coconut kefir (the old/new solution to a healthy immune system), and has become an unofficial pharmacist for all of the supplements, vitamins, and fermented greens that keep his belly and mind thriving?
This one – that’s who.
So, while unplugging from the experience, I went to BlogHer, dreaming about fully being able to work from home again from the revenue of my blogs and abundant opportunities.
I was inspired by a post about blogging everyday for the next 30 days. “I’m already doing this” I thought. It’s fun and surprisingly easy for me because I have you, and I really like doing it.
I’m not sure if I made it in by the deadline, but boy was I gaining this month’s theme out the whazoo!
The theme for February…Perspective.
Money is not my supply. No person, place or condition is my supply. My awareness, knowledge, and understanding of the ALL-PROVIDING activity of the Divine Mind within me is my supply.
The Divine Mind within me, said not to worry. All was well, even if my body began to vibrate with fear.
This was based on habit and my body was releasing it rather quickly.
I used to respond this way in the early days of his diagnosis, and my repeated conversations with pediatricians, school psychologists, therapists, and systems that didn’t get what I was doing, didn’t care about or hear my concerns, and seemed content on doing the minimal required for Damon’s care…if anything at all.
I’ve done a lot of fighting over the last 2 years.
Thank God for Advocates and green juice.
Now, Damon has a communication system (iPads and sign language), he makes phenomenal eye contact again, his vocabulary is growing and he’s even into cuddling longer, complete with his gentle tight hugs. He’s happy, and that’s what matters.
My consciousness of this truth is unlimited, therefore my supply is unlimited.
Translation: ALL NEEDS MET
Instead of stressing myself out and going to the “this is overwhelming, lets get in the bed and pull up the covers” place, I did what anyone would do…I pulled out my phone and looked for my Jelly Splash Game to relax. I’m up to level 80!
While waiting for it to open, I prayed.
When I was complete, I heard the door open.
My husband came in and told me how he had gone back up to the school. He met with the teacher and DJ’s one-on-one, went over the food, and got a complete schedule of Damon’s day. Now, instead of me asking how he did, we have a handwritten list with checkmarks of what he did and how much he enjoyed it (or not). Screenshot of Checklist
DJ found a new toy – the tricycle – which made him very happy. Hubby even got it on video! Damon actually ate all of his lunch today – making us all (especially his Teacher) very happy.
My prayers had already been answered.
My awareness of my Highest Self within, is, was and forever will be my all-providing unlimited source and supply.
All is well and I didn’t have a meltdown based on someone else’s experience.
When it was over, I did have a 30 minute nap. Complete with covers pulled up to my neck.
Sweet Carrot Mango Smoothie Recipe (in photo above)
You will need:
1 whole banana
2 large carrots
1/2 sweet potato
Optional: fresh wheatgrass
This is one of Damon’s favorite drinks!
Wash & prep your fruit and veggies.
Juice or blend your ingredients.
Join me for a celebration of Gratitude! This Guided Gratitude Meditation with Iyanla Vanzant is about 4 minutes.