Despair vs Resiliency (A short story)

Who wins in a battle?  A battle against yourself?  Well, hopefully yourSelf wins as opposed to yourself.  On my morning run this morning I was reflecting on the past which I do not normally do.  You know how thoughts are, sometimes coming out of no where like objects floating through outer space.  I was reflecting on the darker side of the Law of Attraction and my own personal battle.  I’ll keep to the wavetops and make as light as possible because there are moments during this dark year that I had which are extremely personal, extremely dark and have only shared it with my two closest friends / soul sisters.  However, to the wavetops…

I went to Afghanistan and came home to find my wife of 10yrs had left me for someone else.  I didn’t even know there was another person until four months after I got home.  I just know those four months were bleak.  All the while during this time my mother is back home in Ohio fighting stage IV colorectal cancer.  My wife finally told me she wanted a divorce.  Shocked.  I was in shock.  The type of personality I am and the way I opened myself up to two becoming One reallllllllllly devasted me.  I was feeling despair.  A few months later my mom passed away.  Single mom who did the best she could raising a little boy on her own (with grandma 😊) moved on to the next stage of life.  I was literally all alone.  The impending divorce created what felt like a rift in my soul.  A despair so deep that most of the time even breathing was a struggle.  My mom’s passing was absolutely terrible.  I became virtually nothing but a being who was dwelling in their own misery.

Not long after my mom passed away, I found out that our unit was going to deploy again in the fall but to Iraq, a new place.  It was early spring at the time and when I found out I knew I had to get out.  I wasn’t fit.  My three-year obligation after commissioning was coming up in June.  I started the paperwork and got out, but…I lingered.  My wife was still in the area as a schoolteacher.  I just couldn’t find a way to leave.  The despair had me swirling around a circle in Fayetteville, NC.

Here it was in action. The Law of Attraction in the worst way that whole year. Always expecting something worse to happen and the worst happens…over and over again. Attracting more darker energy…

I became a homeless person.  I had a car and a little bit of savings.  I lived out of my car.  Gas stations and baby wipes became a way of life for hygiene.  I had a decent plan on sleeping in a safe place every night.  The apartment complex I lived in before I got out was a gated community and we had a sticker in the windshield…a sticker that was never removed.  This particular apartment complex had two others in the area that used the exact stickers.  I rotated between the three locations each night for almost four months.

I couldn’t leave, I just couldn’t.  Mentally I was stuck in a loop.  Despair.  Hope.  Maybe she’ll come back to me.  Maybe maybe maybe.

For some reason it seemed to make sense to go to bookstores and the library to hangout.  Read.  Catch cat naps.  After a couple months it started to dawn on me some of the same people I was seeing at the same locations.  Homeless vets.  Backpacks.  It was so bizarre and yet made some kind of weird sense.  I was beginning to follow the migratory patterns of a homeless vet near Fort Bragg.  I knew that eventually I would have to lose the car, grab a pack and join them.

TAP TAP TAP.  I was woken up at 6am in one of the apartment complex parking lots.  A female police officer was waking me up with her flashlight on my window.  “Sir, someone has noticed that you have been sleeping in your car an awful lot around here…”  I made up some kind of excuse about how my wife and I were having problems…not too far from the truth.  “Well you can’t sleep in your car, sir…”

Finally.  A catalyst to snap me out of it.  A break in the vicious mental loop.  Just enough to hear the Voice, “Go Home”.  It was just enough time for that Voice to create an interruption and my resolve to end this came pouring out.  This was a true test of my resiliency and whether or not I would actually Listen to the guidance being given to me.  I really wanted to give in to the despair.  To abandon my car and just become…Nothing.  A shadow.  That resiliency in my Soul brought me back.  To Fight for my Life.  To Live.  To Shine.

Canyon Lake Retreat – The Deep Faith

And here I sit contemplating at Canyon Lake Resort (4 Apr 14), The Deep Faith.  I can Hear the Quiet watching.  Always Watching.  Non-interference.  Just always waiting for…the Next, and the Next, and the Next.  (There is a certain humor there that I am hesitant to discuss in the moment).  This Quiet Always Stillness Presence just IS.  No judgement.  Just THERE.  I know that it is the basis where the Voice manifests.  I had come to refer to It (me) as my Higher-Self.  And I know without question or doubt that this Awareness is Infinite.  It is God.  That aspect of God individualized in Me.  Take a microscopic molecule of water from the vast ocean.  The ocean is still there in that tiny spec, just individualized.  My Spirit, my Soul, the tiniest molecule removed from the Infinite Vastness of Source, of God. 

As Above, so below.

The same applies here as to the other two aspects (Body, Mind).  Laying the Foundation, continue to build, creating newer and even stronger foundations.  The daily reminder.  Prayer – Meditation.  You cannot fully live in the external 3-D world unless you live in, explore, and fully express The Great Within.

Canyon Lake Retreat – The Body


Here it is.  My getaway four-day weekend at Canyon Lake while I was stationed in San Antonio almost five years ago now.  I had this journal, The Wave, that I had gotten months prior but only used to capture either strange dreams or odd events that transpired around me.  Finally, I had a chance to put it to some real good use.  A Retreat for Me and to allow words just flow into me without much thought.  Reflect on my feelings of the past year in a variety of topics that came to me when they came to me.  It’s pretty private and I had never intended to share, BUT after this week everything has shifted into a new gear.  Fourteen sections beginning with today’s section.

The Body

The Mind

Spirit

The Deep Faith

Harmony

Getting Away

A Heading into Eternity

Love

Forever Now – Time

The Smile

The Human

The Heart Grows Fonder

Captain, Incoming Message

So Long

A Story (with Brevity in Mind)

4-5-14

There is no beginning and no end.  Hell of a way to start a story.  It’s just a Way.  My Way.  I didn’t intend to write anything.  You know how that “Voice” goes though.  If you surrendered, then you Always Listen.

The Body

The body is Amazing.  Trillions of components (actually infinite) all making the whole.  It’s the vehicle that makes this physical dimension possible.  The body is the key to developing the other aspects of Self. (Spirit/Mind)  There are these tremendously appropriate sayings we’ve always heard.  You are what you eat.  Garbage in Garbage out.  So true.  I like to think of it as Respect.  Do you respect yourSelf.  Do you?  How can the body even begin to have a chance being in a State of Joy.  A statement.  Not questioning.  Each and every cell, every atom needs nourishment of substance in order to Thrive.  This was the Beginning (but not really) for me.  It can start anywhere.  Mind/Body/Spirit.  The goal of which is Harmony.  All working together separately and as One.  A plan needs to be established for the daily sustenance which enriches the Body.  What is, where is this Plan?  It is communicated through the Spirit and Intellect.  It develops and Grows, and…It is for You.  The important thing is to BEGIN to lay a FOUNDATION.  Make it SOLID.  Continue to Build.  Never stop going Up.

Final Renewal

Continuing in my second command in San Antonio, I received word that I made the list for major (something I definitely wanted).  Also, a few months later, I found out that I was selected to be a resident at the Command General Staff College (CGSC) at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas (also known as ILE, Intermediate Level Education for “majors”).  That was superb news.  They only take about 50% of the promotables to attend there on the campus.  The other half would have to take the online courses AND do their day job.  I knew what I wanted way before that time came up and focused on being a resident.  Living a higher vibrational frequency allowed me to manifest that goal easily.  When I finally arrived there in July 2015, something dawned on me.  I do not like school!  Never have.  It wasn’t until my shift in consciousness year of 2013 that I found I was more of a natural empath.  Looking back on my life, especially adolescence, teen years spent in school made so much sense.  I never felt like ME.  I was too much of everyone else.  I was the chameleon in school.  Fit in everywhere with everyone yet belonged no where to anyone.  That’s a rabbit hole I won’t go down right now.  The point being is that I was going to be stuck for one year in “class” again with 15 of my peers.  I never missed one day, unlike my childhood, however, it was very taxing on me.  I really had to keep myself centered and grounded.  Every morning before class I sat in my car for 5-10min and focused on a grounding meditation.  The year passed by and I survived.  Nothing substantial of note this year aside from kind of closing down my normal shining light which read, OPEN FOR BUSINESS.  The thing that made me chuckle though when I first arrived at the campus was the huge statue/sculpture out front of the main building.  A giant magic lamp, like as in Aladdin.  I thought to the Universe, “You’re wish is my command…”

I was afforded an opportunity to pick where to go next.  Well.  Sort of.  Two choices.  I could go to Kuwait or I could go to South Korea.  I did not hesitate to pick South Korea as I already had done the desert deal a couple times before (involuntarily).  I was going to be a part of the Transformation Cell at Camp Humphreys for the garrison there.  July 2016 through July 2017.  Eventually that morphed into me working for the Department of Plans, Training, Mobilization, and Security, also known as DPTMS.  DPTMS is a kind of like Operations for a garrison but to a greater extent.  A year passed there with again nothing significant, aside from a psychopath detonating a nuclear weapon 300 miles away.  Plus, I was not to keen on the idea of my President sending out scathing insults to the North Korean leader via Twitter.  That was kind of nuts.  It also helped cement the idea that when I came back home, I would make plans to retire.

I was so fortunate to have a branch, Field Artillery, that was willing to work with me on my retirement to such an extent that they gave me the opportunity to pick where I wanted to go.  I had one condition though.  I could not “NOT” retire.  I told him I was planning on retiring on Texas and he suggested Fort Hood.  He read my mind.  Exactly where I wanted to retire and had a considerable reputation on helping pave the road for future retirees.  They also ensured I was able to get another specialty job…DPTMS once again.  So fortunate, so blessed to work with the individuals there.  Most of whom were retired military and were now DACs (Department of the Army Civilians).  I received so much guidance and advice that there was no way my retirement path would not go exactly how I wanted it to.  It did.  And then some.  I had mentioned to some of them that I always felt a little bittersweet about being promoted to major.  I was no longer Captain America!  There was no such thing as Major America!  I was wrong.  Apparently, there is now with a giant framed picture they gave me.  I couldn’t believe my eyes.  Blown away with gratitude. 

My official retirement date occurred 1 August but with the leave time that I had accrued, I was out of the Army by mid-June.  The year of July 2017 through June 2018 I continued what I had started in 2013.  Starting every morning with Gratitude, prayer, affirmations, followed by meditation.  By holding myself in a continuous state of Positivity, I was able to ensure that I would retire with grace and ease.

Eight months later (where did the time go?), I find myself on Day 4 (today, 23 Feb 19) of my Hay House Mystical Connections Summit, and…and…well, hmmm, I guess you could say I am On Fire.  From past lives, to creating your dream life, to connect with your guides, tuning in to your guardian angel, to enhancing intuition……..On Fire.  I have looked at, delved into, skimmed but never really really conducted a Deep Dive in what will be about 28 topics when I am through.  In doing so, today, I can say, “Breakthrough”.  Mainly with my mind and meditation.  I changed the way I meditated 2/3s of the way through my morning meditation and, well it’s hard to explain, but “Ka-Blam”.  Afterwards, it reminded me of when I was a child.  Terrified of the water, couldn’t swim, but one day, around age 10, I started to doggy paddle somehow.  It was exciting. My mom signed me up for swim lessons and I was hooked.  Swimming became easy.  Effortless.  Now I feel like, Wow.  It’s like I am actually exercising my brain in a focused controlled state.  It’s incredible.  In the past, I would normally close my eyes focus on breathing, try and stay as blank as possible OR mantras of Oms or my favorite, the 7min Chakra Tune-up on YouTube.  This is different now.  Like I walked through a new door of Light. 

Anyway, apologies, as this went on longer than I would have liked.  However, during my sessions though, I was guided to eventually share a collection of thoughts I captured on a four day retreat I took back in April 2014 at Canyon Lake in Texas.  I just “got away” from it all.  Just over a year after my Shift, I needed time to reflect on that past year and capture my thoughts down in a journal out in nature.  Those thoughts brought to you via a WordPress site in the near future.

Renewal (5)

I’m there. I’m in San Antonio and in my second command for get this: Pre-Basic Training Soldiers at the Defense Language Institute English Language Center at Lackland Air Force Base. These kids have not been to basic training yet. Not until they enhance their English speaking skills at this school that is primarily for foreign military officers and senior noncommissioned officers before they train at US military training schools (kind of like a foreign exchange program in the military). This specific command was not something that Fort Sill generally has any control over. The brigade commander at Fort Sill has “some” oversight in an administrative capacity, but the positions for the company commander, company First Sergeant, and XO (generally a 1ST LT) are filled by Headquarters Department of the Army.  However, the leadership was in trouble down there and the basic training brigade commander wanted to put a by-name recommendation in to have one of his people there. Me. And there I was. As quickly as I had ended up on staff at Fort Sill coming out of battery command, was very similar to how quickly I ended up out of that staff job and into command once again. Back again working with Drill Sergeants. Yes! Anyway, one weekend a month after I had arrived, I decided to watch this YouTube video interview/documentary on Abraham Hicks (Jerry and Esther Hicks). Somewhere about 30min into the interview they start talking about how they had packed up and moved to San Antonio…I was like, No Way. I hit pause and did a quick google search. Found their website and I was like, you know they always go around the country and do these Law of Attraction seminar workshops…what are the odds that they would ever do that in San Antonio? Odds are GREAT. There was one coming up in three months. I felt like something was coming over me. I started going on autopilot. Rapid instructions were flooding my mind. Do this, do that, do this……I immediately purchased a ticket to the event, next I found out it was being held at some convention room at some hotel. I went to my expedia, found the hotel, and booked a room there for one night, the night before the event. I was backwards planning how everything was going to happen. I would get there early Friday, have a nice dinner, go to bed early and wake up to go to the hotel fitness room. Run 3mi and do some light lifting. Shower, fuel the body, check out of hotel, and head to the convention room. Anyway, I came out of the trance or whatever I was in. Felt a little bit flushed and then a “what the hell did I just do?” feeling came over me. I was like, what the heck man! You LIVE in San Antonio why would you bother getting a hotel for a place that is no doubt just down the road! So here I am laughing at myself and go on google maps. I find the hotel and see it is in northern San Antonio where I am more on the west side…18mi away. I’m like, huh, looks like that is the fancy pants part of SA. I start to zoom in on the area and then as I start zooming closer and the area is beginning to enlarge, I’m like…Holy Crap Batman. La Cantera??? It came back to me. Impossible. The very same hotel that Carrie and I stayed in 10yrs earlier.  Now, full circle, and stationed in SA…just how I imagined at this very same hotel. If there was any doubt about the Law of Attraction in my mind it completely dissipated in that moment. Amazing.

Renewal (4)

Let’s rewind the clock 10yrs. I was still basking in the glow of being a Second Lieutenant and in Field Artillery school at Fort Sill, OK. I was still married at the time and Carrie was with me while I was at school…it was a long military training school, just about 6mo.  A fairly regular occurrence in the military is time off.  Extended weekends for whatever federal holiday may be present. President’s Day 2003, Carrie had found a tremendous deal on an exclusive resort hotel in San Antonio. The deal was for military service members. Instead of $400-$500 a night, we were staying for $75.  INcredible. We went and the weather was great, San Antonio was amazing and I walked away with this really great vibe. In my bittersweet way I was like, “I would really like to be stationed here…” Fort Sam Houston is in San Antonio BUT this is a place for the medical community and unfortunately Field Artillery just does not reside there. So I moved on with life. Ended up at Fort Bragg and a stint in Afghanistan and then, over the next several years, any time I would hear anything about San Antonio, or Fort Sam Houston I would think about that weekend in Feb 2003, and then kind of sigh, and move on with life. Pipe Dream indeed.  So we fast forward back to 2013 and the year that I changed my life so dramatically. To Shift my consciousness into a direction that I never would have thought remotely possible and all of the sudden I have the brigade commander asking me if I wanted a second command IN San Antonio…..? Let me emphasize that I really became a proponent of the Law of Attraction for the past year but in that time there was no thought or intention given to using the LoA to bring me to San Antonio…didn’t give it a moment’s thought…until he brought it up. HOW?  A Miracle? Or was it something that I “put out there” years ago but never actually let it go and it was always there in the background…the pipe dream that became a reality.

Renewal (3)

Something big came down the pipe in late April 2013 from our higher headquarters. A tasking to provide a name for the Commanding General’s Aide-de-Camp.  This type of tasking would normally be sent down to all the battalions, they would all provide a candidate, and the brigade commander would decide who he would select. I decided I wanted to bypass all that.  I WANTED IT. I read through the job description and I was like, Yes, and Yes, and oh Yes absolutely.  This job is MINE. No doubt. The brigade commander was on board and so I became the nominee for the general’s aide for our brigade. A month and a half later I had everyone in my unit convinced that I was going to be selected.  No doubt whatsoever. By mid-June I had a new boss, a new brigade operations officer or S3 (a major). Coincidentally, I happened to know him pretty well.  He was my battalion executive officer (XO) when I was a battery commander. Kind of a spazz when things seem a little overwhelming, which is what happened to him when he took the job. There was basically no transition time between my outgoing and incoming bosses, but he had me…or did he? As I had the entire brigade convinced that I was going to be the next aide, him included, how can I assist him in the craziness of our current state of brigade operations? The biggest being the preparation/execution of the brigade’s biggest yearly event, Holiday Block Leave. This event is where we send up to 5,000 basic training Soldiers home for the holidays.  Kind of crazy and not something I was in agreement with but hey what can you do except execute.  Holiday Block Leave was mainly my baby and under my purview and with me leaving there was no subject matter expert to take my place (yet). The world was kind of falling in on him, it didn’t take an empath to see that. So here’s something that came to me: A deal with the Universe. I proclaimed that I would be absolutely fine if I didn’t get the general’s aide job, and then I would be there for MAJ Harrison and he wouldn’t have to worry anymore. Let Go. Surrender. About another week went by and I had my interview finally with Major General MacDonald. It went GREAT. We really hit it off, and the small world of it all was he at one time, commanded the same battalion I served in at Fort Bragg, 3/321. I was feeling really good about the interview but never lost perspective on the deal I had made. There was still one more interviewee to go and after another week, the general’s current aide called me……I knew it as soon as I heard his voice.  Didn’t get it.  I felt such a tremendous release/relief and thanked him. Now I could get back to WORK. So as it goes, my brigade commander was waiting for the decision to be announced before I had my senior rater counseling with him for my evaluation report. In that counseling session I was a bit taken aback when I was reading his comments…#1 captain out of 37 captains that he senior rated…?  What the…??? Then I’ll never forget this. He leans back in his chair, hands behind his head and whimsically says, “So what do you think about San Antonio?”  Say whaaaaaaaaaaat??? “Ben, how would you like a second command…in San Antonio?” Yes, sir.  YES, SIR, ABSOLUTELY.