Elizabeth's Intuition

Intuitive Sessions

2011-06-06T17:03:00.001-07:00

A woman called for an intuitive reading session recently and didn't tell me what answers she was looking for. The session began immediately with a message that the problem she was having was in regards to her relationship with her husband. It was clear that her heart had wandered and she was living a lie. She was married to a man she wasn't really in love with. When I finished with my initial input she told me that she had seen me many years before when she was just dating her now husband. I did not remember our session, which isn't unusual. I rarely remember the advice or information shared in a session. I had told her that her boyfriend was not the man meant for her. I had told her in her first session that there was another man for her and I described him to her in detail including his nationality. Now, she has met that man I described years ago. Everything about him was accurate. Her heart is breaking and she's only been married for one year. The message that came through for her was that she didn't know herself very well. She was making decisions based on what others believed was best for her. She was told to separate from all influence for a period of three months to come to terms with her intuitive nature. She has done that. She has moved to another city and started her life over. She set her husband free to find true love.

This Stuck With Me...

2011-06-06T16:21:00.000-07:00

"I remember once hearing a speech about what it meant to be an officer of the CIA and the man who gave this speech talked about the struggle to control civilization and how we're always fighting the same fight. He used the Dark Ages as an example. And he talked about how on the one side you had the pragmatic King who was greedy and power hungry and basically took advantage of people whenever he could. On the other side you had the idealistic Church forcing everyone to follow the same rules, believe the same things, all that. Neither the King nor the Church was ever completely right or wrong. Both sides ended up doing terrible things to get what they wanted, really terrible things. But, the point of the story was this: That this struggle from the Dark Ages had been going on forever. That the Church and the King might take on different forms and philosophies, but that they would always fight each other, pragmatists and idealists. And that most times you're better off standing on the sidelines and letting them duke it out. But every once in a while one side or the other decides that it might be better to just blow up the whole world just to get its own way and when that happens you can't stand on the sidelines anymore. You have to pick a team." ~Brenda Lee Johnson

How Intuitive Living Can Change The Course Of Life

2011-06-03T19:13:00.000-07:00

I drove up a narrow street, today, to a stop sign and crosswalk. A woman and a small boy on a tricycle began to cross the street from my left and slowly made it to the front of my car. The little boy wasn't wearing a helmet but I hardly noticed that because he was so cute in his rugged overalls. Children have always made me smile. He couldn't have been more than 3 or 4. I saw his blond little head just above the hood of my car when I suddenly saw a superimposed image of him having already crossed to the other side. He was sliding back down the handicap incline at the corner and under the back wheel of a car that was making a right turn, just as I was about to do. Once pedestrians step over the boundary of the asphalt street and the concrete sidewalk, don't you usually think that it's perfectly safe to move forward? He made it halfway up the ramp and still I didn't budge. I waited. He tried to make it up the rest of the small ramp but his little foot slipped off the pedal and he rolled back and into the crosswalk, in front of my stopped car. Neither one of them knew how close it came had I not been warned. Had I not seen that image I would have been moving through the crosswalk, making my turn. Oblivious, they carried on the mission which probably included lunch, a story and a nap.

We are always guided. These messages, images, insights come on a constant stream. The only thing that separates us from the stream are the dials of our own mind. Just like tuning a dial on an old radio we vibrate at a frequency that is clarity and guidance. It is the same vibration that heals and restores us. It is the frequency of heart and mind as one.

What would it have cost me if I had allowed myself to loose that connection today? What if I had decided to actively engage my mind in past regrets or future fears? What if I hadn't been present and connected and tuned in? It still boggles my mind and I've been doing this a very, very long time.

Life Is An illusion

2011-06-03T17:58:00.000-07:00

"Solidity is a mirage." ~Einstien

It's All Energy!

2011-06-03T17:55:00.000-07:00

"All matter originates and exists only by virtue of a force which brings the particle of an atom to vibration and holds this most minute solar system of the atom together. We must assume behind this force the existence of a conscious and intelligent mind. This mind is the matrix of all matter." ~ Max Planck

A Prayer For America

2010-10-23T07:24:00.000-07:00

Prayer for America

We ask you to join with us wherever you are, for prayer and meditation for the future of your nation, with the following prayer:

May we as nation be guided by the Divine to rediscover the sacred flame of our national heritage, which so many have given their lives to safeguard;

Let the wounds of separation and division be healed by opening our hearts to listen to the truth on all sides, allowing us to find a higher truth that includes us all;

May we learn to honor and enjoy our diversity and differences as a people, even as we more deeply touch our fundamental unity;

May we, as a people, undergo a transformation that will draw forth individuals to lead our nation who embody courage, compassion and a higher vision;

May our leaders inspire us, and we so inspire each other with our potential as individuals and as a nation, that a new spirit of forgiveness, caring and honesty be born in our nation;

May we, as a united people, move with clear, directed purpose to take our place within the community of nations to help build a better future for all humankind;

May we as a nation rededicate ourselves to truly living as one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all;

And may God's Will be done for the United States, as we, the people, align with that Will.

By Gordon Davidson and Corinne McLaughlin

Calling All Grand Mothers by Alice Walker

2010-10-20T14:57:00.001-07:00

Calling All Grand Mothers
We have to live
differently or we
will die
in the same old ways.
Therefore I call on all Grand Mothers
everywhere on the planet
to rise and take your place
in the leadership of the world
Come out of the kitchen
out of the fields
out of the beauty parlors
out of the television
Step forward & assume
the role for which you were created:
To lead humanity to health, happiness & sanity.
I call on all the Grand Mothers of Earth
& every person who possesses
the Grand Mother spirit
of respect for life &
protection of the young
to rise & lead.
The life of our species depends on it.
& I call on all men of Earth to gracefully
and gratefully stand aside
& let them(let us)do so.

Massage Works For Me

2010-10-19T11:07:00.001-07:00

The Benefits Of Massage
What exactly are the benefits of receiving massage or bodywork treatments? Useful for all of the conditions listed below and more, massage can:

* Alleviate low-back pain and improve range of motion.
* Assist with shorter, easier labor for expectant mothers and shorten maternity hospital stays.
* Ease medication dependence.
* Enhance immunity by stimulating lymph flow—the body’s natural defense system.
* Exercise and stretch weak, tight, or atrophied muscles.
* Help athletes of any level prepare for, and recover from, strenuous workouts.
* Improve the condition of the body’s largest organ—the skin.
* Increase joint flexibility.
* Lessen depression and anxiety.
* Promote tissue regeneration, reducing scar tissue and stretch marks.
* Pump oxygen and nutrients into tissues and vital organs, improving circulation.
* Reduce postsurgery adhesions and swelling.
* Reduce spasms and cramping.
* Relax and soften injured, tired, and overused muscles.
* Release endorphins—amino acids that work as the body’s natural painkiller.
* Relieve migraine pain.

A Powerful Ally
There’s no denying the power of bodywork. Regardless of the adjectives we assign to it (pampering, rejuvenating, therapeutic) or the reasons we seek it out (a luxurious treat, stress relief, pain management), massage therapy can be a powerful ally in your healthcare regimen.

Experts estimate that upwards of ninety percent of disease is stress related. And perhaps nothing ages us faster, internally and externally, than high stress. While eliminating anxiety and pressure altogether in this fast-paced world may be idealistic, massage can, without a doubt, help manage stress. This translates into:

* Decreased anxiety.
* Enhanced sleep quality.
* Greater energy.
* Improved concentration.
* Increased circulation.
* Reduced fatigue.

Furthermore, clients often report a sense of perspective and clarity after receiving a massage. The emotional balance bodywork provides can often be just as vital and valuable as the more tangible physical benefits.

Profound Effects
In response to massage, specific physiological and chemical changes cascade throughout the body, with profound effects. Research shows that with massage:

* Arthritis sufferers note fewer aches and less stiffness and pain.
* Asthmatic children show better pulmonary function and increased peak air flow.
* Burn injury patients report reduced pain, itching, and anxiety.
* High blood pressure patients demonstrate lower diastolic blood pressure, anxiety, and stress hormones.
* Premenstrual syndrome sufferers have decreased water retention and cramping.
* Preterm infants have improved weight gain.

Research continues to show the enormous benefits of touch—which range from treating chronic diseases, neurological disorders, and injuries, to alleviating the tensions of modern lifestyles. Consequently, the medical community is actively embracing bodywork, and massage is becoming an integral part of hospice care and neonatal intensive care units. Many hospitals are also incorporating on-site massage practitioners and even spas to treat postsurgery or pain patients as part of the recovery process.

Increase the Benefits with Frequent Visits
Getting a massage can do you a world of good. And getting massage frequently can do even more. This is the beauty of bodywork. Taking part in this form of regularly scheduled self-care can play a huge part in how healthy you’ll be and how youthful you’ll remain with each passing year. Budgeting time and money for bodywork at consistent intervals is truly an investment in your health. And remember: just because massage feels like a pampering treat doesn’t mean it is any less therapeutic. Consider massage appointments a necessary piece of your health and wellness plan, and work with your practitioner to establish a treatment schedule that best meets your needs.

Review the clinical research studies examining the benefits of massage.

Review massage information from the National Center for Complementary and Alternative Medicine, a division of the National Institutes of Health.

Intutive Living Workshop for Spring Cleaning Your Soul

2010-03-15T20:27:00.001-07:00

On Saturday, March 20th, the Spring Equinox, I'll be leading a workshop for Spring cleaning Aura's and Chakras @ The Chakra Shack in Idyllwild, California. I'm so excited to be returning to the hill on this special day. I hope you can join us from 10 to 2pm to learn the mechanics of clearing out the energies that dim the radiant light of our souls. At only $39 spaces are filling quickly. This mountain resort town is a wonderful place to spend the first day of Spring and return home, renewed, rejuvenated and with the tools for changing your vibration in an instant.
If you have any questions you can call me at 310 849-9617 See you there!

She Let Go

2010-03-10T07:46:00.000-08:00

She Let Go

She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.

She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go
of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go
of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the
'right' reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry,
she just let go.

She didn't ask anyone for advice. She didn't read a book on how to
let go. She didn't search the scriptures. She just let go. She let
go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of
the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the
planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.

She didn't promise to let go. She didn't journal about it.
She didn't write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She
made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She
didn't check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.
She just let go.

She didn't analyze whether she should let go. She didn't call
her friends to discuss the matter. She didn't do a five-step
Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didn't call the prayer line. She
didn't utter one word. She just let go.

No one was around when it happened. There was no applause
or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one
noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just
let go.

There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn't good and it
wasn't bad. It was what it was, and it is just that.

In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came
over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the
moon shone forevermore.
~Ernest Holmes

Six Blind Men and The Elephant

2010-02-18T18:36:00.000-08:00

My first spiritual teacher, Royce Morales, shared a story one night in the class she taught in her living room in Hollywood, California. It is an old story that has it's roots in India, yet many versions exist in other cultures and religions. It is the story of the "Six Blind Men and an Elephant." It goes something like this:

Six blind men were asked to describe an elephant. In order to do so, they had to feel the elephant. One man felt the elephant's trunk. The next one felt the elephant's tail. Another man felt the elephants ear, another the elephants side, one felt it's leg and the last one, the elephant's tusk.

The first man said, "An elephant is like a giant snake". The next one said, "No. You are wrong. An elephant is like a rope". The man who had felt the elephants side said, "No you are both wrong. It is like a rough wall." The one who had felt the elephant's leg said, "An elephant is like a tree trunk." The man who felt the tusk said, "You're all wrong. It's like a spear." they were in complete disagreement.

The story is used to indicate that reality may be viewed differently depending upon one's perspective, suggesting that what seems an absolute truth may be relative due to the deceptive nature of half-truths. They were each correct according to their piece of the elephant, yet all so wrong about the whole or holistic point of view.

Goal Setting

2010-02-16T03:32:00.000-08:00

What do you want? Where do you want to be in twelve months? Two years? Five years? Ten years? How do you want to feel? What do you want your state of health to be like? What kind of work would you like to be doing? What will your social life be like? How do you want your personal relationships to look?
Without a destination in mind, how will you plan your journey?

In the beginning.....

2010-02-11T10:19:00.000-08:00

In mid 1980, when I decided to become a healer, there was a great deal of trepidation about announcing that decision. Society at large was not exactly open to psychic work or Reiki, Feng Shui or mindful practices. Certainly the seeds for expanded consciousness in had been planted in the 60s with the LSD movement and the introduction of Transcendental Meditation to America, but much of the momentum for enlightened living was derailed in the 70s when the un-enlightened misused and misunderstood the purpose of mind expanding experiences.

Today, there are psychic shows on every channel and "Channels" on thousands of websites. Some are phonies, of course, but many more are attuned to receive intuitive guidance and wisdom. Lightworkers are everywhere. We have organized groups, a Holistic Chamber of Commerce, Lightworkers.org, Yoga masters teaching in local high schools and Centers for Spiritual Living popping up in the most unexpected places. Times have changed, indeed.

In the beginning we kept our gifts and talents a secret, even from ourselves. We hid in a closet of our own making. In 2010, we are coming out of those closets and giving birth to a new awareness of who we really are. Are you ready to "Know thyself"? Are you feeling a desire to live a more enlightened purposeful life? If you are, you are being called to awaken from your unconscious living. There are many Ascended Masters, Angels, Archangels, Guides and Teachers here because the veil between this 3rd dimension reality and the 4th and 5th dimensions has thinned. We are not alone on our journey through this Global Consciousness Shift. In the 60s we called it the New Age, the Age of Aquarius. It has arrived.

Healing the Wounds That Bind.

2010-02-09T12:37:00.000-08:00

We are bound by our resistance to feel that which we judge uncomfortable or painful. Who wants to feel pain and grief? Who wants to experience anger and fear? We resist those emotions through denial, judgment and mind numbing habits whenever possible. Most of us would rather watch mind numbing television than feel our pain. We drink to avoid them, shop to avoid them, have sex to avoid them and eat to suppress them. However, it is not the experience of the emotions we're resisting that causes the pain and suffering. It is the resistance itself that is the cause of our inner turmoil. It is the resistance to feeling that keeps us stuck, unable to move forward to our desired experiences.

Healing the wounds of the heart and soul requires courage, the same courage needed to jump out of a plane or ride your first roller coaster. The fear is primal, it feels like our survival is at stake. The ego jumps in to rescues us with lots of excuses and ideas to squander our time with projects or addictions. I say we cannot move forward until we look back and unbind the ties of resistance to that which we perceive to be "negative" emotions because, in truth, there are no "bad" emotions. Emotions are simply energy in motion. Not good, not bad, just energy.

According to the Chinese Zodiac, this is the Year of the Golden Tiger, which symbolizes courage. It requires courage to allow all of our feelings to come to the surface for full expression in order for the energy to be transmuted. Feeling them, without resistance is the work of the Spiritual Warrior.

2010

2010-01-20T18:57:00.000-08:00

Wow! What an amazing year 2009 was. I must admit to celebrating its ending. It was a challenging year in many ways and I need not go into it because that was then, and this is now.

My family and I greeted the New Year in San Diego, California with a visit to Sea World and my wonderful daughter inspired me to do something I've never done before. Not ever in my life have I imagined I would do it. I rode a roller coaster. I know it sounds silly but I've been afraid of them since I was a little girl. My sister told me a terrible story about the roller coaster in Santa Monica at Pacific Ocean Park. We called it Pee-Oh-Pee and the roller coaster was called the Sea Serpent. The story was that one of the cars flew off of the tracks and landed in the ocean killing the occupants. That was all I needed to hear to forgo any roller coaster, ever. Well, I'm happy to say I overcame my fear and had an exhilarating ride under a full moon, and a blue moon to boot.

Traditionally I spend December 31st reviewing the previous year, forgiving what needs forgiving and setting new intentions for the coming year. Well, 2010 started out with a bang, not unlike the gun shot you hear at the beginning of a race. I have been as busy as I have ever been with work, family, remodeling, organizing and launching my new class. I've been editing the new workbook and recording my guided meditations and I'm preparing for a new care-giver for my 90 year-old mother. She needs nearly full-time attention these days and I can no longer provide her the care she needs and still do my work. So, I've remodeled the master suite to accommodate her needs and make room for help. It's all coming together so I can be free to travel about the country presenting workshops and group readings and programs for companies to align their message with their higher purpose.

Writing a Tale of Our Future

2009-11-29T16:44:00.001-08:00

I believe the future is not yet written. We are writing it now, in the present moment. We write it with our conscious intentions and with our subconscious thoughts and beliefs. We activate our future with the focused attention of our awareness. We launch it into manifestation with our emotional vibration. Each belief has a vibration. We feel it in our bodies. Yes or No?....on or off?.....truth or lie? As more and more of us take spiritual responsibility for our beliefs and experiences we will transmute the energy of our lower-self patterns. The collective, creative mind will always respond according to our vibration. Collectively, each and every one of us is writing the future. I believe we are co creators.
What do you believe?

BTW

2009-11-23T20:07:00.000-08:00

I started a new blog: "It Really Galls Me" dedicated to my journey from disease to radiant health. It's been fascinating in just the first three weeks. Come check it out: http://fromdiseasetoease.blogspot.com/

Ghost Busting

2009-11-23T19:58:00.000-08:00

I'm a full service psychic medium with a service I'm rarely called out to do. Maddie called last week to ask if I could help a friend of hers who is living in a house where some very strange things are going on. Lights, radios and microwaves are turning on all by themselves. Things are flying off of shelves and the room where her 2 year old sleeps is always cold. Woo-hoo! Ghost Busting! This is always a fun little aspect of my work.

I arrived before noon and read the energy lines around the house. I came in and took a tour around their home as they told me about all of the incidences. As it turned out, the old man died in the house he'd lived in for many years. His house was sold but he never left. After the walk around, he and I had a chat. I cleared the little girls room and returned to talk to the adults. As I began to tell them what I had learned about their "visitor" the pictures on the wall across from me flipped up off of the wall. Ooooooh. It's a good thing Halloween is over. I saged the house and we did a prayer treatment. I got an email today from the family thanking me....the house is warm and quiet now. This right here is the good stuff. Heck, it's all good stuff.

Update on Jan

2009-11-03T10:38:00.000-08:00

I was in Phoenix last week and drove over to the beautiful care facility Jan is in. She was in a terrible car accident a year ago and has suffered severe brain damage. She is in a semi vegetative state. I was asked to work with her two months ago and her improvement is substantial. Her body is beginning to relax with the work being done at her new home. She communicates with her eyes and facial expressions. I, however, communicate telepathically with her. She was adamant when she said, "Leave me alone!" She was in the middle of physical therapy which is often painful for her. Her muscles are constricted still so stretching requires her full attention. I worked with Jan and her therapist using guided visualization to relax her muscles and it worked very well. She's obviously hearing me and responding. I had hoped to see more improvement in her ability to speak but all she said was, "Ouch". I will continue Reiki with her and hope to see her at Christmas.

Chief Arvol

2009-10-23T14:12:00.000-07:00

As Keeper of our Sacred White Buffalo Calf Pipe Bundle, I am concerned for the 2 deaths and illnesses of the many people that participated in a sweat lodge in Sedona, Arizona that brought our sacred rite under fire in the news. I would like to clarify that this lodge and many others, are not our ceremonial way of life, because of the way they are being conducted. My prayers go out for their families and loved ones for their loss.

Our ceremonies are about life and healing, from the time this ancient ceremonial rite was given to our people, never has death been a part of our inikag¹a (life within) when conducted properly. Today the rite is interpreted as a sweat lodge, it is much more than that. So the term does not fit our real meaning of purification.

Inikag¹a is the oldest ceremony brought to us by Wakan Tanka (Great Spirit). 19 generations ago, the Lakota/Dakota/Nakota Oyate (people), were given seven sacred rites of healing by a Spirit Woman Pte San Win (White Buffalo Calf Woman). She brought these rites along with our sacred C¹anupa (pipe) to our People, when our ancestors were suffering from a difficult time. It was also brought for the future to help us for much more difficult times to come. They were brought to help us stay connected to who we are as a traditional cultural People. The values of conduct are very strict in any of these ceremonies, because we work with spirit. The way the Creator, Wakan Tanka told us; that if we stay humble and sincere, we will keep
that connection with the inyan oyate (the stone people), who we call the grandfathers, to be able to heal our selves and loved ones. We have a ³gift² of prayer and healing and have to stay humble with our Unc¹i Maka (Grandmother Earth) and with one another. The inikag¹a is used in all of the seven sacred rites to prepare and finish the ceremonies, along with the sacred eagle feather. The feather represents the sacred knowledge of our ancestors.

Our First Nations People have to earn the right to pour the mini wic¹oni (water of life) upon the inyan oyate (the stone people) in creating Inikag¹a - by going on the vision quest for four years and four years Sundance. Then you are put through a ceremony to be painted - to recognize that you have now earned that right to take care of someone¹s life through purification. They should also be able to understand our sacred language, to be able to understand the messages from the Grandfathers, because they are ancient, they are our spirit ancestors. They walk and teach the values of our culture; in being humble, wise, caring and compassionate.

What has happened in the news with the make shift sauna called the sweat lodge is not our ceremonial way of life!

When you do ceremony - you can not have money on your mind. We deal with the pure sincere energy to create healing that comes from everyone in that circle of ceremony. The heart and mind must be connected. When you involve money, it changes the energy of healing. The person wants to get what they paid for; the Spirit Grandfathers will not be there, our way of life is now being exploited! You do more damage then good. No² mention² of monetary energy should exist in healing, not even with a can of love donations. When that energy exists, they will not even come. Only Œafter¹ the ceremony, between the person that is being healed and the Intercessor who has helped connect with the Great Spirit, the energy of money can be given out of
appreciation. That exchange of energy is from the heart; it is private and does not involve the Grandfathers! Whatever gift of appreciation the person who received the help, can now give the Intercessor what ever they feel their healing is worth.

In our Prophesy of the White Buffalo Calf Woman, she told us that she would return and stand upon the earth when we are having a hard time. In 1994 this began to happen with the birth of the white buffalo, not only their nation, but many animal nations began to show their sacred color, which is white. She predicted that at this time there would be many changes upon Grandmother Earth. There would be things that we never experienced or heard of before; climate changes, earth changes, diseases, disrespect for life and one another would be shocking and there would be also many false prophets!

My Grandmother that passed the bundle to me said I would be the last Keeper if the Oyate (people) do not straighten up. The assaults upon Grandmother Earth are horrendous, the assaults toward one another was not in our culture, the assaults against our People (Oyate) have been termed as genocide, and now we are experiencing spiritual genocide!

Because of the problems that began to arise with our rebirth of being able to do our ceremonies in the open since the Freedom of Religion Act of 1978, our Elders began talking to me about the abuses they seen in our ceremonial way of life, which was once very strict. After many years of witnessing their warnings, we held a meeting to address this very issue of lack of protocol in our ceremonies. After reaching an agreement of addressing the misconduct of our ceremonies and reminding of the proper protocols, a statement was made in March 2003. Every effort was made to insure our
way of life of who we are as traditional cultural People was made, because these ways are for our future and all life upon the Grandmother Earth (Mitakuye Oyasin All my relations), so that they may have good health. Because these atrocities are being mocked and practiced all over the world, there was even a film we made called
³Spirits for Sale².

The non-native people have a right to seek help from our ³First Nation Intercessors² for good health and well-being, it is up to that Intercessor. That is a privilege for all People that we gift for being able to have good health and understand that their protocol is to have respect and appreciate what we have to share. The First Nations Intercessor has to earn that right to our ceremonial way of life in the ways I have explained.

At this time, I would like to ask all Nations upon Grandmother Earth to please respect our sacred ceremonial way of life and stop the exploitation of our Tunka Oyate (Spiritual Grandfathers).

In a Sacred Hoop of Life, where there is no ending and no beginning!

Namah¹u yo (hear my words),
Chief Arvol Looking Horse, 19th Generation Keeper of the Sacred White
Buffalo Calf Pipe Bundle.

2009-10-07T02:56:00.000-07:00

We live in a multi-dimensional, holographic universe thus we have within us, all the parts of the whole. We are, by nature, holistic. Not simply, mind, body and spirit, but universal particles of light that create the all that is.....

Like a piece of apple pie has all the ingredients of the whole pie.....

When our brains seek a memory, it tunes into the memory that resides in the holographic field. The memory doesn't exist in the cells of the brain, the brain is like a radio receiver and tunes into the memory. When our brain gets knocked around our tuner can be damaged and unable to tune itself the frequency needed to receive information. Isn't that fascinating? Latest brain research is amazing.

Jan

2009-10-05T14:34:00.000-07:00

Since we began working with Reiki and psychic energy to assist Jan, asking her questions and listening to her communicate her spiritual desires, she has been moved to a new facility. She now is clearly stating that she is willing to participate in her recovery. Her body is unfolding and she seems to be awakening. I continue with regular distant healing and I've been to her new home for hands on work.

We are remarkable healers each of us.

Jan

2009-09-14T10:12:00.000-07:00

Jan, a 51 year old female, was in a tragic car accident last year and she suffered a sever brain injury and she's been unable to communicate since that day and her body has contracted. Her family contacted me a few weeks ago when her doctors informed them that the insurance company will no longer pay for her hospital stay. The doctors suggested, strongly, to send her to a hospice facility in order to let her go, which would mean stop feeding her or giving her liquids. Within a few days she would be gone. Her family wanted to know if I could contact her spirit and ask her if she wanted to stay or was she ready to leave her body for her next journey.

On my first distant visit with Jan she turned her back on me. She didn't want to communicate at all. She had a field of energy around her that was keeping her in a state of being that was neither here nor there. The intuitive messages I got about her were clear that she could go either way but she just hadn't made up her mind. If she decided to return fully to this here and now, physical reality, fully present and connected to all of her senses, she absolutely could. This, of course, was good news to her family, however, Jan still had to decide.

We made an agreement. I told her I would assist her with Reiki energy work to help her return if she should decide to but the decision was finally hers. I offered her a vision of what her future here would look like if she should choose to return which simply offered up a bit of inspiration.

Many questions were asked and we worked on deleting some of the emotional baggage that she was holding onto from her previous life before the "accident". She was holding a great deal of anger and resentment from her past. We worked on forgiveness and healing her heart.

It seemed important to do some hands-on work with Jan so I flew to her city and met her face to face. Our sessions in the hospital made it very clear to me that she was ready to make a decision. After four sessions she made great improvements. She made eye contact with me, and when we worked on forgiveness she wept.

It's clear to me that Jan is ready to participate in her recovery. I'll keep you posted.

9/12/09

2009-09-13T06:51:00.000-07:00

For months I've been getting information about 9/12 being a significant date. I didn't know if something was going to happen that would create a huge wave of media attention or if it would be a simple blip barely registering a change in our awareness. Not 9/11 and not 9/09 but 9/12.

I reveived dozens of emials about 9/09/09 being a day to meditate for world peace and emails remembering that terrible day, 9/11/01, but nothing about the 12th. But everytime I looked through my intuitive window, there it was, September 12th. So, what happened yesterday that so important? I don't think it was anything about Mercury in retrograde, or Macy's sale. I've scoured the news websites for anything that would mark the date but,...nothing...except....the economic downturn has stabalized. The first good news about the economy...things are turning around. Woo-hoo.

Kids are doing great!

2009-09-04T23:33:00.000-07:00

I'm heading to Phoenix in the morning on business and hope to see the kids while I'm there. They're both doing great!

Where In The Universe Are We?

2009-09-03T08:30:00.001-07:00

The answer to that is, "right here."

In a galaxy of billions of stars, planets and moons, Earth circles the Milky Way every 250,000 years. It is spinning around the Solar System every 365 days, rotating on its axis every 24 hours, moving above and below the galactic equator every 150,000 years, with the precision of which can be timed and measured down to the second. Ages and ages of Earth's and mankind's evolution are documented by geologists, archaeologists and astronomers, and predicted by sages and prophets. And here we are, as predicted, closing in on the year 2010, hundreds of thousands of years since our first appearance on this globe, sitting on the edge of an evolutionary leap in consciousness.

Where are we? What are we learning? When will we awaken? How will it look when we do? Who will lead us out of our old paradigm of 'self'ish thinking and into 'self'less thinking before our planet begins another cycle?

We see, everyday, on the news, the greed and selfish thinking that took us to the brink of an economic collapse. The 'me, mine, and my' perspective drives the denial of health care reform and the resistance to idea that we are all ONE. 'Me, mine and my' thoughts drive the scandalous and criminal behavior of govenors, senators and our own brothers and sisters. Addictions and dysfunctions govern the fearful. This old thinking has nearly depleted Earhts resources so we fight wars and kill each other for the last drops of oil and water.

We are here. We are here in this soup of fear and anger, judgment and blame, unkowingly creating more of the same.

My healers class always begins with, "A healer must meet people in the reality they believe in." We are here, flying through the Universe on a planet that can no longer sustain our mindlessness and believing we have the right to continue the same thinking and action that led us to this critical moment. We think our reality is the only reality.

The air that we breathe, the food that we eat, the water that we drink comes from the seasons, cycles and rhythms of Mother Earth and that governs our lives yet, we continue to think its all about our personal experience of survival. Now is the time to awaken from that old way of being before our planet kicks us off, like the parasites we have become.

What we learn, when we learn it and how our lives will look when we do may not be a choice. But, how we manage our lives and our emotions, is.

The timing of Earths rotation and cycles matters to our timing because of how energy effects our ability to change. We are affected by her seasons and her relative movements through space through a system of bioenergetics. Energies strengthen and weaken in cycles and we are influenced by the energies of other planets and stars. These changes occur regularly and we can predict them. Cosmic forces effect sub-atomic activity and vice verse.

Here we sit, on the edge of a great shift as we complete the galactic cycle. How will it look when we get to the other side depends on you and how you manage your energy. It depends on me and how I manage mine. It depends on US. We are not without power to use this time to shift the fear, anger and blame and the "me, mine, and my" mentality to the "We, Us and Ours" perspective. Only then can we hope to move into the next cycle with Light, Love and Compassion.

There is nothing that cannot be healed.....

2009-08-24T08:34:00.001-07:00

Last year Marlie's doctor told Shanon that she believed Marlie has a genetic syndrome called Soto Syndrome. When we looked it up online it made sense. Her rapid growth, low tone muscles, even the shape of her eyes and her delayed language development are all symptoms of this syndrome. One would think that if there is a glitch in one's genes that's it, there's nothing you can do. We were taught in High School science that our genes are the blue print of our bodies and there's nothing we can do about it. Well, I'm not one of those who believe such nonsense.

Dr. Bruce Lipton wrote a book, "The Biology of Beliefs" and in it he shares the latest scientific research on genes. Genes are not stagnet. They respond to proteins and proteins respond to beliefs. It's all so fascinating. More than that....our DNA affects the Universal Field. It's much more than I can explain or write about here...if you're interested go get his book.

So, I did a process to affect Marlie's DNA. I wanted to bring balance and harmony of her perfect genetic expression. Well, Shanon just left me a message. Marlie's genetic tests came back negative. She doesn't have Soto Syndrome.

We are amazing creations and we've only begun to recognize the power of our abilities. There is nothing we cannot heal. There is nothing we cannot overcome.

2009-08-08T09:14:00.000-07:00

Next class begins Sept. 9th at 7pm Pacific Time. I'm, once again, rewriting the workbook and creating new CDs for meditation. I have a wonderful personal assistant who has experience with editing and recording and I LOVE her. Just think, it was only two years ago when I made the decision to do this full time. I asked my spirit team for a manager, a bookeeper, a personal assistant and a housekeeper. They've all arrived.

“No one is free whose mind is not like a door with a double-acting hinge swinging outward to release their own ideas and inward to receive the worthy thoughts of others.”

Two graduates of my class sent me an email.

Elizabeth,

Thank so much for sharing this. What an AWESOME story of our teams at work for us every second of every day. I now notice these things everyday in my life. Everyday there is positive evidence in my life. Every single day! I did not realize all the positive evidence in my life until I worked with you. The universe provides every second of every day.

My brother Todd, as you know, had a very massive heart attack. While Jen and I were there all of last week, Jen performed Reike on my brother while he laid there. While she did that, I was on the other side of the bed holding my brother’s hand and doing a very concentrated 'feel it' on him. As we did this, I felt both of my hands become VERY warm and felt the heat rise from the bottom my back to the top of my back. When doing the 'feel it', I was concentrated on my brother’s heart..it was in pain and ached a lot. It was tired, it was not wanting to work anymore.
When we performed this, our intention was for “the greater good of Todd and his family”

This entire process lasted maybe 5 minutes with Jen and I…of course the feel it was only about a minute at best. Jen and I left my brother to rest and we did not think much more about it after doing this.

As of Wednesday this week, my brother is up walking, talking and eating regular food. They did some tests and an echo on his heart yesterday. They could not find any damage to his heart from the heart attack. The Doctors are stunned and so is everyone else involved in his treatment. They are anticipating discharging him on Monday!!!! Obviously, Jen and I know why and how my brother was healed. We felt this in our hearts and our teams guided us to take action. Keep in mind my brother coded 8 different times and was shocked back to life 3 different times. He was on life support for over a week. When we arrived, his outlook was very bleak. The doctors also told us that he blew out the 2 valves on the right side of his heart and that he blew out the entire right side of his heart. They were not confident in his long term health with regard to the damage done.

Everyone is calling this a miracle. Jen and I know it’s the power we all hold in us.

The work you do is beyond important….it is critical during this shift and cleansing. WE LOVE YOU AND WE THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!! THANK YOU!!!

2009-07-20T03:38:00.001-07:00

2009-07-18T06:09:00.000-07:00

My apologies for the extended absence. I've been working on a few projects. If you've been reading this blog for long, you know that I'm a high energy person. I always have projects going. This month I supervised the construction of a pedestrian bridge on our property. Now I'm taking on remodeling a bathroom. I will be using my brand new, still in the box, sewing machine to make curtains for my bedroom. I'm simultaneously managing the exterior painting project which I've been dragging my heels on. Last Sunday my sisters and I gave my niece a baby shower and I spent the Fourth of July in Phoenix with my daughter and grandkids. Which brings me to this post. Oh yeah, and this coming weekend is the executive leadership retreat. I'll be presenting four hours of work on Saturday. I guess I'd better prepare for that....

But, I have something else on my mind. I have Marlie Elizabeth on my mind.
She is now two and a half years old. She recovered physically from her heart surgery, when she was born, but the trauma of that and the subsequent pain from an infection caused her to disassociate from her body, as you can see from the photo above. The globe of light above her her head is actually her spirit. One night we got a call from her grandparents who live down the street. Veronica was a bit frantic because Carlos had seen a spirit in their home during dinner and it was so intense he actually got up from the table to go search the house for it. Knowing what I do for a living they called me to see if I could find out who was there. I grabbed my bag of tools and walked on over. It was Marlie. In the early days she often left her body to go traveling. I told her to get herself home right then and get back into her body and stay there, which is pretty much what she does now.

She is now grounded in her body but the doctors suspect she has Sotos Syndrome. This is what the internet says about Sotos Syndrome:

What is Sotos Syndrome?

Sotos syndrome is a rare genetic disorder characterized by excessive physical growth during the first few years of life. Children with Sotos syndrome tend to be large at birth and are often taller, heavier, and have larger heads (macrocrania) than is normal for their age. Symptoms of the disorder, which vary among individuals, include a disproportionately large and long head with a slightly protrusive forehead, large hands and feet, hypertelorism (an abnormally increased distance between the eyes), and down-slanting eyes. The disorder is often accompanied by mild mental retardation; delayed motor, cognitive, and social development; hypotonia (low muscle tone), and speech impairments. Clumsiness, an awkward gait, and unusual aggressiveness or irritability may also occur. Although most cases of Sotos syndrome occur sporadically (meaning they are not inherited), familial cases have also been reported.

What is the prognosis?

Sotos syndrome is not a life-threatening disorder and patients may have a normal life expectancy. The initial abnormalities of Sotos syndrome usually resolve as the growth rate becomes normal after the first few years of life. Developmental delays may improve in the school-age years, and adults with Sotos syndrome are likely to be within the normal range for intellect and height. However, coordination problems may persist into adulthood.

Marlie doesn't talk yet. She can say "Hi" and something that resembles "yes" but that's about it. She uses some sign language to get her needs met. She has a physical therapist, a speech therapist, an occupational therapist, and me. She is outgrowning her size 4T summer clothes already.

I am asking all of my students reading this to assist me in an experiment in healing. The positive effects of our energetically aligned group can only do wonderful things. Please ask her to join you in your sacred temple meditations. See her well, happy, dancing, singing, in perfect balance with all that is. The universe feels your love and responds. Marlie will feel it and the energy will effect the protien in her body. Our genes respond to the energy and movement of protein and proteins respond to vibrations of energy. Hold a space for Marlie that is full of Light and Love. Know she is already in perfect vibration. See her already healed and restored to perfect harmony and balance in her body, mind, heart and soul.

Children know this languange of vibrations, adults have forgotten. Babies are born knowing this language of heart based vibration. They have not made decisions or judgements, they have no labels or names to create doubt or fear. Marlie is like a sponge. She will receive your love without question or doubt. Doubt is all that separates the child's mind from the adult mind. Trust that as you experience the vibration of love in your heart, you can send it anywhere you put your attention. Your heartbased vibration affects the electromagnetic field of the earth. Satellites,200 miles above the earth can measure the power of our heartbased group conscious attention.

Nature's Mind, or the Holographic Field, Quantum Hologram, the Divine Matrix....a rose by any other name.....

I found this on Jennifer Hillmans Facebook page...

2009-06-21T06:59:00.000-07:00

June 17, 2009 from Generessa Rose
LIVE H2O Global Event June 20-21, 2009

Dear Friends,

My plate as been full with many projects so you have not heard from me
for awhile. Yesterday I learned about something that I want to pass
on to you . . . something for the whole planet to join and celebrate!

Water sustains life all around this beautiful planet. Thanks to Dr.
Emoto, you know how our consciousness, our heart and mind impact the
quality of water. We have a tremendous opportunity coming up this
weekend to raise the frequency, the purity, the life force of all the
WATER of this planet. And because our body is about 80% water, we
have an opportunity to raise our own frequency and life force as well!

In addition, because we are joined together as a UNIFIED, HARMONIOUS
WHOLE, we are infusing the energies of harmony, peace, and unity into
the worldwide Matrix . . . which could certainly use it!

The LIVE H2O EXPERIMENT will gather millions of people on Summer
Solstice weekend, June 20-21. Participants at nearly 40 venues
worldwide adjacent to important bodies of water are poised to make
this first LIVE H2O internet broadcast a historic success.

People everywhere will unite MUSICALLY to celebrate the healing
harmony in water and LOVE. This unprecedented interactive internet
broadcast over LIVEH2O.tv will engage an estimated 10 million or more
viewers in this first ever experiment in awareness and understanding.
Music played at 528 Hz, with heart-felt loving intention for peace,
health, and more will resonate the oceans, rivers, lakes, and streams,
including your blood stream, for the LOVE of it!

There are three ways for you to participate:
1) Go to the nearest venue; 2) Create your own gathering with friends
using LIVEH2O.tv and the free pass to the LIVEH2O.tv Control Room that
links you to streaming video broadcasts from around the world; 3)
Produce your own experience by surfing the streaming video, singing,
praying, and chanting with multitudes of warm hearts connected online.

Every is invited to celebrate, especially during the global prayers on
Sunday, June 21st at 10:00AM and 6:00PM PST / USA. Mark your calendar
now and tell everyone you know to do the same.

Go to www.liveH2O.org to sign up for the weekend streaming video.

The effect of this GLOBAL focus on uplifting and celebrating all water
with our love is transformative, and it radiates that energy of love
throughout all lifeforms. Just imagine what will happen as the
frequency of LOVE spreads as it is infused into the global water.

Sing, chant, dance, drum, and pray with the world! Extend love and
give thanks for all the blessings water brings to this planet and to
our body.

With love and gratitude for you all,

Generessa Rose
www.DiscovertheDivine.com
. . . Be the love you are!

Summer Solstice

2009-06-18T10:05:00.000-07:00

Since before recorded history mankind has told stories of the Gods and Goddesses ruling the natural forces of earth. As days grew longer and shorter in accordance with the natural rhythms and cycles of our universe, the ancient storytellers from every continent, culture and country from the Mayans, the Celts, Greeks, Romans and Jews, created worshippers of the Sun. The longest day of the year 2009 is this Sunday. For those who understand the energetic ebb and flow of the planets and stars it is a day for celebration. The longest day of light gives us an amplified growth opportunity. Not just for vegetation, flowers and crops but for our inner growth as well. Using the Sun's energy to assist the amplification of our intentions, like the seeds we plant in the Earth, we plant seeds of thought in the fertile field of the Divine Matrix. There will be celebrations all over the northern hemisphere that date back thousands of years. Dancing, music, feasts and prayers send out a vibration of gratitude of the seasons and cycles of life itself. Join the party by opening your heart to the Sun and communicate your passion for an abundant world for all of mankind.

Here is an ancient Hindu mantra or prayer known as the Gayatri. Address the sun in this fashion:

You, who are the source of all power,
Whose rays illuminate the whole world,
Illuminate also my heart
So that it too can do Your work.

2009-06-17T17:05:00.000-07:00

"All that we are is the result of what we have thought. If a man speaks or acts with an evil thought, pain follows him. If a man speaks or acts with a pure thought, happiness follows him, like a shadow that never leaves him." ~Buddha

“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.” ~Jesus

Virtues and Values

2009-06-15T23:35:00.000-07:00

If you were going to pack your bags for a trip to another world, what are the values and virtues you would like to bring with you? Is it honesty? Harmony? Compassion? Acceptance? Would you pack courage and integrity? How about love?

We are at a remarkable time in our evolution and we have a chance to plant the seeds of our intentions for the harvest that is coming. We are the ones we've been waiting for. Since the 60s when we sang, "All the world needs now is love, sweet love." and "Love is all there is." we have kept that message in our hearts. We marched for equality, freedom and peace. The Summer of Love was more than just sex drugs and rock 'n roll. We planted the seeds for the new age. We grew up, we grew older, and we grew wiser. Now it is time to reap what we sowed all those years ago.

What do you value? Family? Relationships? Community? Spirituality? I encourage all of my students to write me a letter from the perspective of their future self. I ask them to tell me how the are feeling in their new life and the letters I get back are all about joy, health, abundance, acceptance, love.

What would you pack in your bags for the future world?

2009-06-15T15:36:00.000-07:00

Channeled information

2009-06-14T16:01:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone,

I've been doing readings for many years and the information that has come through in the past four or five years seems to be a universal message. Many mystics, psychics and clairvoyants are saying that their messages are also the same. Here is a channeled message I received this morning. I thought it was well written and is consistant with the messages I get from Quan Yin.

Dear Ones,

The time fast approaches when the energy of light that you have all requested will fill your lives with radiance and homecoming. How can this be you may ask when so much of my life right now is filled with discord and upset? How can this be when finances are so difficult and relationships so strained? How can this be when all that I feel is alone and desolate?
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>This is a time of birth dear one. Those of you who have had the experience of bringing a new life into the earth know that there is pain and contraction and difficulty breathing. Occasionally, there is also the feeling that death would be preferable to what feels like your own death accompanied by intense and relentless pain.
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>Courage, dear ones, the birth is nearly done. During the last hours of 6/20, the old will be shed and as 6/21 dawns, there will be a new creation for all to know and celebrate. Those of you who remember the Harmonic Convergence of 1987 may recall how much energy and light arrived during those days. That time began this long process and we are now at the moment of Birthing the New Earth.
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>One of the benchmarks of this time is the shift from mass consciousness that has been quite unconscious to what I will call "Majority consciousness" which will be quite conscious. A deep clarity and understanding of Oneness will now rule the way that most of you will create, the way that you choose, the way that you live, and most importantly the way that you love.
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>No longer will it be conditional, self serving, greed driven and fear based. You will see the world as I do. You will see a place where every thought and every choice affects the quality of life of everyone. You will know that just as John Lennon told you so long ago, "The love you take is equal to the love you make."
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>Indeed there really is neither taking nor giving. There is simply living your light, sharing your love, seeing all through the eyes of gratitude and honor. This will become the dominant thought form. No longer will countries allow thoughtless and greed driven policies that result in toxic pollution and endless wars.
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>There are still remnants of the shadow in each of you and in your world. These are the ghosts and demons that have caused you sleepless nights and despair and suffering. You can no longer ignore them or allow them to ruin your dreams and hide your light. Like the toxic air and water that exist on your planet, you must learn to heal what has been in darkness and denial.
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>Face your past. See the present clearly. Own what you have done and allow whatever actions are called for to create reconciliation and forgiveness. There is no time to waste. It is your shadow that keeps you from knowing and living your greatness and your peace.
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>If you have done wrong to someone, ask for their forgiveness. If you have been the recipient of unfairness, speak up about it and do your best to bring it into the light. It is time for equanimity and fairness and clarity and honesty. See the birth of this New Earth like the birth of a new and very holy child.
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>Let yourself be that new child free from any karmic debt, free from judgment, free from suffering, free to be a child of God and a being of great love and promise.
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>It is time my dear ones. It is time and the world awaits this new light. Be birthed into this stream of light. Allow all that no longer serves you to be washed away. This is the time for all the dreams and promise that you have held deep inside to come to pass. Dare to dream dear ones and then say "Yes" to all that will unfold.
>
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>I Am With You and We Await You,
>

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2009-06-14T05:44:00.000-07:00

June gloom after May gray gets a bit old here at the beach. It's cold, dark and damp in the mornings here and it doesn't burn off until afternoon and only for an hour or two. Yawn! It's time for a Phoenix run.

Michael, my grandson, turned six years old last week and I wasn't there. This is the first birthday I have missed. He called with great excitement to tell me all about his special day with Mom and Dad at an amusement park. This is how the conversation went:

Grandma! I'm six now! I get six candles on my birthday cake. That means I get to have six wishes!

Really? Wow Michael. That's so exciting.

Yes it is. Do you want to know my first wish? It is that you and I can play together everyday, all day long, forever.

OMG! How much do I love this child?

The Global Shift Is Upon Us.

2009-06-05T13:56:00.000-07:00

I went to Barnes and Noble for some research on something I'm writing and came across a book, "Global Shift" by Edmund J. Bourne, PH.D. The back cover says this:

"Toward a deeper understanding of ourselves and our world....
A remarkable change is taking place that will profoundly influence the way we see ourselves and our world. The dominant materialistic, separatist worldview--a perspective that leads individuals to value their own needs over the good of the whole--is giving way to a humanitarian-spiritual orientation. This shift will revolutionize both the way humanity interacts on a global scale and how we live on a day-to-day basis.

Global Shift explores the roots of such current planetary crises as climate change, diminishing resources, poverty, and disease, and explains how a new convergence of scientific research and spiritual insight is propelling us toward a more enlightened future. It also presents a call to actions we can implement now, such as voluntary simplicity, nonviolent communication, caring for our bodies, and inclusive global thinking, that can foster personal healing and bring our lives into alignment with the needs of the planet and a conscious universe."

Pretty much says it all.

Quan Yin

2009-05-25T06:41:00.000-07:00

During a reading a few years ago, a beautiful spirit appeared, a female energy of Light and Love and so much compassion that when she was present I almost wanted to cry. She held a lotus flower in her hands. At the time I didn't understand her name so I called her Lotus Lady. I now know her to be Quan Yin. She is one of the most universally beloved of deities in the Buddhist tradition. The fact that I am not a religious person may have been why I did not recognize her. It is said that she is the embodiment of compassionate loving kindness, healing and mercy. Quan Yin enjoys a strong resonance with the Christian Mary, the Mother of Jesus, and the Tibetan goddess Tara. Quan Yin, as a true Enlightened One, or Bodhisattva, vowed to remain in the earthly realms and not enter the heavenly worlds until all other living things have completed their own enlightenment.

She is with me during all of my readings now.

Along Came A Secondary

2009-05-06T14:50:00.001-07:00

There I was, minding my own business, when POW! I got hit over the head with a giant secondary. For those of you unfamiliar with the definition of a secondary, it is a previously created primary. What is a primary you ask? It is a belief or intention. When we say, "Yes, that's true." to a statement we hear, we activate it in our expanded awareness as a primary belief. That's all well and good until you come along and create something new that may be in conflict with that primary. Let's say, for instance, you heard your momma say, "Life is hard." so many times that you agreed to it. You said, "Yes, that must be true. Life IS hard." So, running on a meridian of energy is this creation called, "Life is hard." It runs in the background of your mind as a primary until....one day...you decide that you're sick and tired of life being so hard and you want life to be fun, or peaceful, or happy or easy. So, you say during your meditations, as a mantra, "Life is peaceful...I am peaceful..my life is easy." Ooops. There's an instant conflict. Running in the background is that sneaky primary that has now become a secondary. Your new primary intention is, "Life is easy." The secondary, "Life is hard." reasserts itself. Suddenly you are bombarded with all of your "Life is hard." perceptions. That's what happened to me.

I've been absent from this blog for sometime now. I've been exploring my subconscious mind, searching for the secondaries that were blocking my new primary. Sometimes they seem completely transparent and create an experience of feeling lost or confused or separated from Spirit. Finding oneself on the wrong highway in the middle of a creation one doesn't remember creating causes resistance to experiencing what is. Taking responsibility for our experiences allows them to flow. Loving what is happening, even if it sucks, frees the creation up to move along. But, when we resist, it persists. That's what I did. I resisted and resisted and resisted. The more blocked I became, the more frustrating my life became. I ran into walls, felt physically ill, created a drama or two, until....POW! I remembered to ask my inner coach to show me the truth. "What belief to I hold in my expanded awareness that is creating this experience?" Low and behold. It works everytime, you just have to remember stop resisting and ask.

We hold millions upon millions of false beliefs in our unconscious mind. Ideas passed down from generation to generation, from mother to daughter, to granddaughters. We don't question them, we accept them as truths, we allow them to run the show and we repeat them often. "That's just how men are." "That just how women are." "You can't trust government." "Money doesn't come easy you know." All of that junk clogs up the mind, the body and prevents us from fully expressing our truth, our authentic selves.

So, I am very happy to announce that I'M BACK! It took some digging, but I back.
Let the party begin!

2009-04-17T17:40:00.001-07:00

A SPIRITUAL CONSPIRACY

On the surface of the world right now there is
war and violence and things seem dark.
But calmly and quietly, at the same time,
something else is happening underground
An inner revolution is taking place
and certain individuals are being called to a higher light.
It is a silent revolution.
From the inside out. From the ground up.
This is a Global operation.
A Spiritual Conspiracy.
There are sleeper cells in every nation on the planet.
You wont see us on the TV
You wont read about us in the newspaper
You wont hear about us on the radio
We don't seek any glory
We don't wear any uniform
We come in all shapes and sizes, colors and styles
Most of us work anonymously
We are quietly working behind the scenes
in every country and culture of the world
Cities big and small, mountains and valleys,
in farms and villages, tribes and remote islands
You could pass by one of us on the street
and not even notice
We go undercover
We remain behind the scenes
It is of no concern to us who takes the final credit
But simply that joy gets spread
Occasionally we spot each other in the street
We give a quiet nod and continue on our way
During the day many of us pretend we have normal jobs
But behind the false storefront at night
is where the real work takes place
Some call us the Conscious Army
We are slowly creating a new world
with the power of our minds and hearts
We follow, with passion and joy
Our orders come from from the Central Spiritual Intelligence
We are dropping soft, secret love bombs when no one is looking
Poems ~ Hugs ~ Music ~ Photography ~ Movies ~ Kind words ~
Smiles ~ Jokes - Meditation and prayer ~ Dance ~ Websites
Blogs ~ Random acts of kindness...
We each express ourselves in our own unique ways
with our own unique gifts and talents
We are the change you want to see in the world
That is the motto that fills our hearts
We know it is the only way real transformation takes place
We know that quietly and humbly we have the
power of all the oceans combined
Our work is slow and meticulous
Like the formation of mountains
It is not even visible at first glance
And yet with it entire tectonic plates
shall be moved in the centuries to come
Love is the new religion of the 21st century
You don't have to be a highly educated person
Or have any exceptional knowledge to understand it
It comes from the intelligence of the heart
Embedded in the timeless evolutionary pulse of all human beings
Be the change you want to see in the world
Nobody else can do it for you
We are now recruiting
Perhaps you will join us
Or already have
All are welcome
The door is always open
~ author unknown

Good Morning Mother

2009-03-27T09:21:00.000-07:00

It is a beautiful morning here in Redondo Beach, California. The sky is blue, the sun is shining and the temperature is holding steady at 70 degrees. My garden patios have all been planted with colorful flowers and each one is blooming nicely. The birds are thrilled with the new bird feeder and the squirrels are searching out the peanuts I've left for them. I live in paradise.

I've been absent from this blog and all the others for over a month. In that time I celebrated my birthday, I drove to Phoenix for a wonderful love fest with my grandchildren, and I visited the new and improved Griffith Park Observatory. I've done all of my spring cleaning, with the exception of one last job on the list. The garage. Aside from all of that, I am teaching my classes, doing readings, planning retreats and workshops and caring for my mother. She is the subject I wish to write about today.

I have three older sisters who live within a two mile radius of me, which is a great comfort and help with regards to caring for our mother. Most of my regular readers know by now that my mother and I live together and have for twenty years, since my father died. She was diagnosed with dementia and macular degeneration several years ago. So, losing her mind and her vision simultaneously has presented my sisters and I with more than a few challenges this month. Mother can no longer remember to take her medications and she's been told to start using a four pronged cane to steady her tendency to imbalance. She cannot be left alone for more than 90 minutes and never before she's been well fed so that she won't try to use the kitchen stove. She's to wear dark glasses when in the sun and our house is all sun. I just counted the windows in this room. There are twelve of them and the largest ones are on the south side of the house. We get all day, bright, hot sun in our living and dining rooms which is, seriously, the worst thing for macular degeneration. Next week I will meet with three window treatment companies to install motorized blinds to block out the light. I have also called a designer, the one who designed our gorgeous kitchen five years ago, to start a design for the master bathroom so Mother won't have to step over anything to get into the shower.

My grandfather, great-grandfather and aunt were completely blind in their old age. My sister Vicky has the first signs of the same condition. It takes years to progress and there are things one can do to slow it down. Nutrition plays a large part as does weight control and exercise. Dammit. There's no getting around it is there? LOL.

I have been teaching, for many years now, that all of our experiences are created by our beliefs. I've been watching my mother and trying to evaluate the beliefs she holds that have created her experience of old age. These are the beliefs I recognise as my mother's primary reality:

1. "Senior Citizen" means "mentally retarded. When she first became a senior citizen she was furious and refused to accept it. For the first few years she refused to ask for a senior discount, until one day at the movie theater. She walked up to the ticket window and said, "I'd like a ticket to the 2 o'clock movie....for ...um you know......
And she blanked out. She couldn't even say, "Senior Citizen" or "Senior discount." Instead, she put her index finger to the side of her head and spun it around as we do to indicate "nuts" and said, "OH, you know.... for the mentally retarded." That story has brought many laughs over the past twenty years but it shows what her belief about old age was. To her, people of a certain age were nuts, or stupid or retarded. She refused to join groups or clubs for people her own age because, "I don't want to be around a lot of old people." They're old and she's....um.....I guess not old?

2. Whenever we would share a story or joke that my mother found distasteful or negative she would close her eyes and say, "I don't want to hear that." or, "I don't want to see that." Her resistance to anything negative was a message to her body. "I don't want to see it or hear it." Her hearing loss is significant and if you've read down to this part, you know she's legally blind.

3. "I'm always healthy." And she is. Her doctors are amazed. Physically speaking, her heart is strong, her lungs are clear, her bones are like steel, she's healthy. No cancer, no heart disease, not even a little. Well, she takes a mild blood pressure pill and for precaution a cholesterol pill. At 89, that's pretty good. Oh, she also takes something for her dementia but physically? she's great. She may live to be 110.

4. "I'm so curious about how it's all going to turn out." Her curiosity about tomorrow and the future in general keeps her waking each morning with gusto. "What is the day going to bring?" She reads the paper everyday, with the help of a magnifying glass, and she watches the news. She may not remember what she read or saw but the process of the moment of knowledge and information keeps her present.

Even her memory loss has it's advantages. When she got the news about having to use a cane and dark glasses and perhaps having to move downstairs to another bedroom she was very upset. She's extremely vain and stubborn and refused to buy the cane. Her eyes got teary and I'm sure her blood pressure went up with her anger about the whole line of crap that stupid doctor was giving us. That's what she thinks. "He's a quack. He doesn't know what he's talking about. I can see just fine. I'm fine." To calm her I took her to dinner at our favorite Mexican Restaurant for a Margarita and enchiladas rancheras. She said, "I'm feeling so anxious and stressed but I don't remember why. Tell me again why I'm so upset." I explained to her that she will have to start using a cane, that she is going blind, and that we may have to move out of our three story home soon. She said, "Well, hell! Losing my memory has it's advantages!" If she doesn't remember the bad news then it doesn't exist. That is how she has lived her life.

She was raised by alcoholics and was married to one for nearly fifty years. Her level of denial surpasses anyone I know. It's like Scarlet O'Hara. "Oh fiddle-dee-dee. I'll think about that tomorrow."

It's tomorrow and she can't remember what she was going to think about. She resisted hearing or seeing the truth and how she can't. It seems to work for her. Her daughters take up the slack and she gets to live out her days in la-la land.

As for me, I have her 24/7 unless one of my sisters is available to take her for the day or a movie. So far, they've been very busy with their own lives but they're a phone call away if I really need to get away. Vicky came and stayed here when I went to Phoenix but it isn't easy on any of us. I suspect that an assisted living arrangement will have to be made within the next year or so. She has some money put away but it is invested in the stock market. So, for now, I am her fulltime caregiver, cook, housekeeper and companion and in the process of this I have learned patience, tolerance, forgiveness and unconditional love.

Thank you, Rita

2009-02-15T18:20:00.001-08:00

Humorous Wisdom by Swami Beyondananda
from TruthSimplicityLoveNotes:
Swami’s 2009 State of the Universe
The Shift Has Hit the Fan! Welcome to the Sane Asylum

Humanity has shifted its karma into surpassing gear, and political climate change has come to America. Thanks to a grassroots up-wising, we the people huffed and puffed together in the same direction and the winds of change blew in a breath of fresh air. And we can all breathe easier.

The vote in November was more than a vote for a new President. It was a vote for a new precedent – to overgrow the “lowest common dominator” paradigm and take a step towards government of the people, by the people, for the people where the government does our bidding, not the bidding of the highest bidder -- and where the Golden Rule can finally overrule the rule of gold. In the short term, the up-wising has been successful, and the American Evolution has begun. The first big shots have been fired, and we are on the road to recovering from an eight-year bout with Mad Cowboy Disease and Electile Dysfunction.

But now, if we want to heal the body politic of conditions like Deficit Inattention Disorder, Truth Decay and the deadliest one of all, an unchecked Military Industrial Complex, we must elect ourselves. Spiritually, it’s time to quiet our barking dogmas and evolve past the Ten Commandments to an even greater realization – the One Suggestion: “We are all in it together.” Once a critical mass of us chooses to live by this credo, we can avoid the critical massacre called Armageddon, create Disarmageddon instead, and achieve fulfillment as a species -- Humanifest Destiny.
The End of the Age of Nefarious?

Every journey into the light is preceded by a dark passage, and our entry into the Age of Aquarius is no different. As predicted in the celebrated quatrain (“When the goon moves into Lincoln’s house, and stupider aligns with Mars, then greed will guide the planet and fear obscure the stars ...”), the Age of Nefarious delayed the start of the new millennium. But now the quatrain is heading down a new track, and soular power is shining a light on the endarkened corridors of soulless power.

Just as the eight-year journey that took us from Whitewater to Blackwater was coming to an end, some overzealous Bush-bashers hurled footwear to give the departing regime one final boot. That was understandable, but unnecessary. Better we should keep our shoes on, and use them to stand together at a time when healing wounds is more important than wounding heels. Besides, without Bush there could have been no Obama. His alarming actions awakened more people than Buddha, and a body politic in a fear-induced coma miraculously regained consciousness.

And now there is a new President: Barack Hussein Obama. After eight years of insanity, we can proclaim to the world, “America has a President Hussein!”

So now, we must face another awesome truth: We are living in a world gone sane.

Welcome to the sane asylum.
Trickle Down Goes Belly Up

It’s a good thing our political fates are on the upswing, as our economy has taken a sharp downturn. The house of credit cards economy based on trickle down has gone belly up, and we must face another, sadder truth. Individually and collectively, we’ve been suffering from Deficit Inattention Disorder, and since we were unable to do the math, we must now do the aftermath. It’s a buy-o-logical fact. You cannot spend more than you have. Nature knows this. We can use no more energy than what we have in reserve. We cannot charge energy on our Ascended Master Card and repay it next lifetime.

So yes, the casino economy coming down, but there is an upside to the meltdown. There is a great opportunity in the crisis. Consider this. When the dollar hits zero, we can pay off our entire $10 trillion national debt and hardly feel it!

Meanwhile, over the past eight years we have seen the fall of reptilian entities like Enronosaurus Wrecks, and most recently a character named Madoff made off with billions. Our entire economic system has been revealed as an extraordinary ponzi scheme where ordinary people are left holding the empty bag.

Unfortunately, this is nothing new. It’s the same old needy-greedy where our collective fear of not having enough -- “scare city” -- has empowered those privatizing privateers who are plundering our planet with their mining operations: that’s mine, that’s mine, that’s mine. This mining has overmined the planet and undermined humanity. Thus, the emergency we face right now.

So, what do we do? I am glad I asked that question. We must go beyond the fear-based state of emergency, to a state of emergent seeing. That is where we emerge and see the genuine wealth that is all around us: the virtually infinite energy from Father Sun, the prolific nourishment Mother Earth brings us every season, the love we generate from our hearts, and the inventiveness of our minds. With this realization, we have a one way ticket out of scare city ... and we enter a state of a-bun-dance. That is where we get up off our assets, move our buns, face the music and dance together. In using our resources to create good goods and greater goodness, we can weave a web of mass construction that will make us all interdependently wealthy.
Heartland Security and Purple People Power

So ... how do we do this? How do we go from our habitual “every cell for itself” consciousness that has caused our current “mining disaster”, to acting on the evolutionary truth that we are in reality “all cells in the body of humanity?” How do we shift from survival of the fittest to thrival of the fittingest?

First we must move from the fear-based Homeland Security to the love-based Heartland Security, and realize our one true security is in the land of the heart. While the beliefs in our head fool us all the time, the love in our heart is foolproof. When we face up to love, we can face down the fear.

What this means in practical reality is that we must step across the “red-blue” political divide that has kept us separate, and show our true colors as one purple people. Yes, we have all been wounded by polarizing politics, so let’s give ourselves a purple heart, and take the next courageous step to cohere around our shared “heart core” values and become ... we, the purple.

I have a dream ... that the rednecks shall lie down with the blue necks, and we tune out the polarizing mainstream media, which is sadly a brainwashing machine stuck on spin. More than ever, we need forums not againstums, dialogue instead of debate. When the body politic stops mass-debating and chooses to have healthy, pleasurable intercourse, we will finally create a healthy brainchild together.

This February, we celebrate Abraham Lincoln’s bicentennial, and our friend Richard Lederer (the anagram master known as Riddler Reacher), tells us that when we scramble the letters in “Barack Hussein Obama,” we get “Abraham is back: One U.S.”

You don’t have to be a Barack-backer to see that instead of relying on leaders from above, the next evolutionary step is for us to become the leaders we have been waiting for. I am Lincoln. You are Lincoln. We are Lincoln. And by linkin’ together, we free ourselves from slavery to the divisive beliefs in our minds, and form a more perfect union in the land of the heart.

Sure, these ideas may seem far-fetched, but we are nearer to fetching them than ever before. Remember, we are now living in a world gone sane. Change is ahead, change is afoot, and everything is changing from head to foot. Like it or not, we are destined to have heaven on earth. Might as well get used to it.

© Copyright 2009 by Steve Bhaerman. All rights reserved. To find our Swami’s schedule and get a free catalogue, call toll free (800) SWAMI-BE or visit him online at www.wakeuplaughing. com.

2009-02-09T19:12:00.000-08:00

Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds...
~Einstein

2009-02-05T23:36:00.000-08:00

It is my view that the vegetarian manner of living by its purely physical effect on the human temperament would most beneficially influence the lot of mankind.

~Einstein

Positive Evidence

2009-01-30T18:57:00.000-08:00

The Winter 2009 Intuitive Coaching Class started Wednesday, right on time. Everyone is excited to get started on the work we began. I've also started a 6 week mentoring course and that has been a huge success. It seems, as I've noticed and reported before, that the veil is thinning between the lower levels of consciousness and the higher ones. The people who have signed up for these classes are exceptional! I've been so impressed with this group that I may just zoom ahead with the more advanced materials.

You know, all we see on the news, in the papers and on the radio, is how bad things are. Car chases, wild fires, earthquakes, robberies, economies collapsing but have you heard that the green industries are booming? Did you hear that the phycic healers and teachers are doing great? How about the great news about the stem cell discovery that will make heart disease a thing of the past? Brilliant things are happening all around us. It's up to us to look for the positive evidence that this is indeed the birth of the New Age.

2009-01-25T13:24:00.000-08:00

To love someone is to learn the song that is in their heart and to sing it to them when they have forgotten.

It's all good.

2009-01-15T16:09:00.000-08:00

God! I LOVE my life! I'm listening to the soundtrack from "The Big Chill". Excellent music. I must say. Aretha is singing, "You make me feel like a natural woman." This is the perfect music to clean out closets and organize drawers. That has been my mission this week. "Out with the old...." "A place for everything and everything in it's place." Windows are open, candles are lit and incense is burning. It's a sunny 83 degrees on the beach today. Can you believe it? It's been like summer all week. It's freaky beautiful here.

Marlie dropped my cell phone in the toilet when she was here for Christmas, bless her heart, so I now have the new Blackberry. Who would have thought you'd have to take a class to learn how to use a phone? But, oh my, this phone. I'm feeling tingly all over. I'm crazy about technology, in spite of the fact that I don't understand how it works or how to make it do what I want...just the fact that it can, makes me happy.

I want to share a story with you. This is the kind of thing that happens with children that gives me great hope for the future. The little ones understand so much more than we realize. It's all good.

Michael, my 5 year old grandson, has been learning about Reiki and energy because, well, he's my grandson, and how can he not? So, when he had a minor meltdown last week he took a bath and came into my office for his first official session. This is how it went.

I lit a candle on the small round table that sits between the comfy velvet swivel chairs. He sat back and I started with, "What are you feeling?"

He took a moment to assess his body and said, "I feel blue and red."

"Let me see if I understand. What feeling is blue?" I asked.

"It's sadness."

"I see. And what is red? Is it anger?"

"Yes." He nodded.

"How big is the blue?"

He took another moment to move out, energetically, and feel it's size.

"You know on the bottom of the Earth, where the penguins live?" I nodded. "It's that deep and that big." He answered with complete certainty.

"And how big is the red?"

He looked around and checked out the boundaries of his red anger. "It's as big as this room."

"What happened that activated these feelings?" I asked, already knowing, as I was a witness to the incident.

It's very challenging for Michael to talk about things. He clams up pretty tight and this was no exception.

"I want you to guess." he said.

"Hmmm. Let me see if I can put it together. This is what I think it might be but I could be wrong, so make sure you tell me if I don't have it exactly right. I think it might have something to do with saying good-bye to Maggie." (Maggie is the Rottie in the photo on my website. Great dog.)

"You had fun playing with Maggie today and when Grandpa Jay was getting ready to leave, Maggie ran downstairs to the front door. I don't think you wanted to see her go."

He shook his head.

"Right then, Grandpa Jay reached out his hand for you to shake and he said, 'It was good to see you, Michael, and I hope I get to see you again before you go.' and you stepped back a bit from him. It must have felt very different from the way the rest of your family says 'good-bye' with lots of hugs and kisses and tickles."

He said, "Yeah!" If he was a bitter older I had the feeling he would have said something like, 'that was weird'. I watched him when it happened and his little boy body pulled in on itself, like a sea anemone when it's poked.

"And just then your mother popped in with, 'You know, Michael, when you show me you can be responsible, you might be able to get a dog.' because she misread your energy. And then I started to explain something to you about pet responsibility because, I too, misread what you were feeling."

I could see by his expression that I nailed it. His body relaxed just to have someone to finally understand what he was feeling.

He said, "I felt like I was surrounded." Which I think meant he felt overwhelmed with all that was happening in those few minutes. It's a suffocating feeling. His hands went to cover his ears as I began my 'pet responsibility' lecture and he shouted, "Don't say anything! You're going to say something mean." and he ran to the corner of the couch and under a blanket. His mother said, "Michael! When has Grandma EVER said anything mean?" but it was too late, he was closed down.

Now, in the candlelit calm of my office, after a nice warm bath, he was ready to deal with it.

"I understand how you felt being surrounded by adults, with all of their eyes looking down on you. You felt sad saying good-bye to Maggie, and confused a little by Grandpa Jay's good-bye, then attacked with Mommy and me talking about pet responsibility.... all at once."

"Yes, and I have been responsible. I've been helpful." Which is true. He is the sweetest boy, always running upstairs to check on Nana and bring her treats. He'll run up into the loft to get diapers for his baby sister when she needs a change. He's just the best little boy.

After a few deep breaths and smiles I asked Michael how big the blue sadness and red anger were. He told me that the blue was half it's previous size and the red was almost gone.

"Are you ready to let them go?" I asked.

"NO! Because then they might go into somebody else." he said with his eyes wide open, looking at me. How sweet is that? So concerned for others. Ya gotta love this kid.

"You know, Michael. I know a way to let colors and feelings go so that they won't bother anyone else. You just tie them to a helium balloon and let them go straight up, back to God, where those colors and feelings are transformed into love.

He said he wasn't ready to do that as he shook his little head, "no".

"When do you think you'll be ready to let them go?" I asked. "In ten minutes, two minutes, or twelve minutes?"

He took a bit of time to think about that...."One hundred minutes." he answered.

"It's pretty late and time for bed so that means while you're sleeping those colors are going to lift out of your body and float away, okay?"

He nodded an affirmative.

"Now let me ask you, Michael. What color would you like to feel?"

"Yellow, like the sun." he said. "It's warm and cozy and safe like love." OMG! Is he just too cute?

We finished our session and he went to bed. The next morning we were snuggling on the couch under a blanket, his head on my belly, his arms and legs wrapped around me. I whispered, "This feels like yellow." He picked up his head to look me in the eyes, and said, "Yes, this is yellow, Grandma."

Feng Shui for 2009

2009-01-15T12:30:00.000-08:00

The year of the Earth Ox is upon us in a few weeks symbolizing a year of work ahead. "No work, no pay". The Ox energy is strong and deliberate, unswervingly patient, tireless, and capable of enduring any amount of hardship without complaint. The Ox works hard, patiently, and methodically and it is good year for using this tireless energy to enjoy helping others. Tenacious, laboring, and self-sacrificing for the benefit of all is the energy of Ox. Ox energy is not extravagant and not at all concerned with material gain. Simple pleasures, quiet mind, and a warm, comfortable, stable and secure home is the pleasure for Ox energy.

It is a year for taking action to accomplish the goals set and for which we have been preparing, in 2008, by the industrious rat and it's symbolic 'new beginnings."

What was begun as a planted, divine seed in 2008 must now be seen through to it's completed evolution in 2009. Watering, weeding, fertilizing, trimming and protecting your fertile field, for the reaping, is the work that is expected.

It is a great time to open up your personal space for the energy of the new year to move into your life. The energy you will use to work for your intentions will come to you more easily when you follow the simple practice of Feng Shui.

What I know about Feng Shui can fit in a thimble but I do know a great deal about how energy flows and the importance of how it moves in our homes and businesses.

Even if you don't move your furniture around, now is the time to clean out closets, cupboards, drawers, and garages. Dust under beds and around windows and doors. Open windows (if it isn't too cold) burn off negative energy by lighting candles and/or incense. Move your furniture around and get the energy moving. If you haven't worn it, eaten it, used it, looked at it in the past 12 months, let it go. Look at each item you have in your space and ask yourself, "How does this make me feel?" If you don't feel good about it, let it go. Simplify and de-clutter your space. Bring in items that bring you joy. Think of the five elements, fire, water, wood, earth, metal and put them where you are intuitively guided. Use color wisely as the vibration of color effects us psychologically and energetically. Organize your garage and call Goodwill or The Salvation Army to pick up the items you are ready to surrender.

Allowing Earth Ox into your home will bring you the tireless energy to work for a better environment for us all.

Planting Intentions In The Fertile Field of The Divine Matrix

2009-01-10T12:08:00.000-08:00

A young farm boy was told by his teacher and benefactor that it was time for him to go from his childhood home and find his divine, fertile field in which to create his own future. He said that this divine fertile field was waiting for him and would grow his seeds with great speed and with full richness. He said,in fact, this divine, fertile field was so fertile that he should take great caution not to drop seeds carelessly, because even those seeds would grow quickly and to full expression of the essence of the seed's inner intention.

The young apprentice was wide eyed with visions of green fields as far as he could see. In all directions around him he would plant and water and tend to his field with great care and love. He could envision this great field all around him where he could plant and grow whatever he chose. More than anything he wanted to have a sheltor full of, music, song and celebration. He wanted to have fresh water to drink and plenty of food to eat and share with his family and friends. He was eager to start his search for the fertile field.

The young boy left his teacher's side, reluctantly, and took to the roads to find this divine fertile field he believed was waiting for him. On his quest he had many happy adventures. He met fellow travelers with whom to share a campfire and companionship. They sometimes shared stories, songs and celebrations and were never without food to share with each other. He often slept alone and comfortably under the stars and was not at all frightened of the sounds he heard in the trees around him. He found that no matter what the weather or Mother Nature produced he always found a safe place in a cave or under an rocky ledge were he could build a fire and be warm and safe from the winds and rains.

The young seeker discovered that when he became thirsty he always found a stream or well nearby to quench his thirst. And when he became hungry, he never failed to find a bush with berries or a wild yam to eat. He grew more confident as he traveled in search of his divine fertile field where he knew he would build a home and grow his crops. He traveled North and South, East and West. He traveled for many months searching for the fertile field his teacher had told him was out there waiting for him.

Finally the young man gave up and returned to his teacher. "I have failed," he said. "I never found the divine fertile field of which you spoke."

"Ah" said the teacher. "Are you sure you did not find it?"

"No." said the boy. "I traveled very far. I went to the icy mountains of the North and the warm sandy shores of the South. I went to where the sun rises and where the sun sets and I did not see any fertile field the likes of which you described, where I would build my home and dig a well, the place where I could plant seeds for harvesting."

"You did not fail, my boy. You found the fertile field. The fertile field is all around you in every direction as far as you can imagine. It is the fertile field of the divine where your every intention is planted and grows for you instantly. When you became thirsty, did you not find clean water to drink?"

"Well, yes." said the boy.

"And when you became hungry, did not food appear for you to be filled?"

"Yes, always."

"Did ever once you not find shelter when you looked for it?"

"I always found shelter when I needed it." said the young boy.

"The fertile field is everywhere waiting for you to plant the seeds of your intentions. As long as your intentions come from a loving heart, you will see your seeds of creative thought grow to full blossom." said his wise teacher.

"Close your eyes now and see the divine fertile field all around you. The field has been tilled and is ready for planting. The soil is rich and dark and row upon row as far as you can see is waiting for your seeds of intention. Think with your heart. What loving thing do you want to plant? A happy home? A happy family? A renewed spirit and planet? Is it peace of mind you desire? Is it a strong and fit body to enjoy? Feel your intentions as they are manifest right now. Feel love and appreciation in your heart. Allow the seeds to grow in every row, in every direction, as far as you can imagine. Feel the joy of your happiness taking to the soil to grow more happiness. Feel the greatness of abundant prosperity planted in your field. See yourself reaping the love and peace you have planted. Receive your harvest now."

Back to life.

2009-01-07T08:47:00.000-08:00

My darling daughter and beautiful grandchildren left here on Saturday to return to Phoenix and school and their regular life. My house is very quiet now and I'm recovering from a bit of a cold.

Today I will take down the tree and pack away the snow globes and silver candles, door wreaths and any other decorations I find as I clean up. I like to leave myself notes in the boxes for next year. Little reminders of this Christmas and advice for next. I might pack a recipe we found or a photo of Marlie and Michael in the ocean on New Year's Day.

It's back to work now. Back to my readings, writing, teaching and my regular life. There are new classes I'm creating for those who cannot commit to the six month course. I have a few ideas for one day classes focusing on specific subjects. I'm developing a new workbook and have committed to complete the other book about my psychic gift and development. It's going to be a fun year for me, busy and fun.

"Stand By Me" Sung Around the World

2009-01-02T10:39:00.001-08:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Us-TVg40ExM

Intuitive Coaching Class

2008-12-29T20:54:00.000-08:00

A new and improved Intuitive Coaching Class will begin Wednesday January 21st. We will meet every Wednesday evening at 6PM Pacific Time on a conference line and all of our sessions will be recorded and downloaded for your permanent file. The workbook is complete and will be ready as each chapter is discussed. We will activate spiritual teams, intuitive guidance, create sacred spaces and learn the powerful universal laws for creating realities of your choosing. This class is a MUST for anyone who is ready to live a new and improved life of spiritually responsible experiences. You can learn the processes for managing your emotional energy and you will receive the tools for deliberately creating the life you prefer. Psychic awareness is a developed skill not a random gift. We all have the innate ability to sense energies. Learn the truth and uncover your true spiritual nature and your divine purpose for 2009!

Safely Home

2008-12-29T10:52:00.000-08:00

We left Phoenix at 7:30 PM on the 26th. It had been a rainy few days and friggin cold to boot! Somehow a window opened for us and we drove to Redondo Beach without so much as a rain drop falling on our path. We arrived safely at 2 AM.

Michael and Marlie have been on the beach everyday since we got here. In fact they even played in the cold surf for a bit of time on Sunday morning. Today the tempurature will reach 70 degrees and the warm sun is illuminating the snow covered mountains all around the city. It's magnificent!

We have 2 days, 13 hours and 5 mins to 2009! Happy New Year!

I LOVE L.A.!

2008-12-19T14:03:00.000-08:00

This wild Arctic weather is wonderful for me. The much needed rain has made my little gardens very happy. But best of all is the view we rarely see in these parts.

Uninvited Spiritual Visits

2008-12-17T18:59:00.000-08:00

I've had a few uninvited spirit guests show up at my house. One such spirit arrived just before my daughter went away to college and before I moved my practice home. The first sign of his arrival was an odor. I came home from work and walked into my beautiful, immaculate bedroom and smelled the distinct, nasty smell of stale cigarettes. It hit me so hard I was stunned. I never took up the habit of smoking, thank goodness, but I've worked in the restaurant and bar business, back in the day when it was legal to smoke inside. I've emptied hundreds of dirty ashtrays and know the smell only too well. In fact, the smell was so intense, I began to search my room for evidence of some one's filthy habit. I looked on the nightstands and under the bed but found nothing.

Later that evening when my daughter arrived home, I asked her point blank, "Were you smoking in my room today?" The shock on her face was laughable. My daughter has never even tasted a cigarette. "Of course not!" she cried. "You know I don't smoke." And, in fact, I did know, but I couldn't help but ask. I explained why that ridiculous question came out of my mouth. We chalked it up to one of life's little mysteries.

The next day after my morning shower, I wrapped myself up in a towel and came back into my bedroom. Shanon, my daughter was standing there looking out onto my garden, watching the morning sun on my flowers. As I stepped closer to her I smelled another scent. It was the scent of a hard working man who may have just finished a long hard job in construction. It was major B.O. I mean the manly kind. Having just washed my own body, I had to assume it came from my daughter. So, again, I asked the stupid question. "Do you have b.o.?" "Jeeze Mom. NO!" as she sniffed her pits. I said, "Well, I know I don't because I just got out of the shower, but I smell it." We shrugged it off and I left the room to go dry my freshly shampooed hair. But, when I was walking down the hallway I felt it. The feeling of some one's presence. I stopped in my tracks and turned around and headed back to the bedroom. Shanon saw the look on my face and said, "There's someone here, isn't there?" I said, "Yes." She got excited. "Who is it?" I said,
"Hold on. Give me a minute." I looked around the room for a sign of energy and there it was. Near the door a small vapor of light energy began to emerge. It continued to evolve into a form, the form a man. As the details of his appearance took form I knew it was our dear friend, Jim. He was a pack a day smoker and worked in construction.

Jim died on New Years Eve. He had climbed a ladder at his mother's house to remove her Christmas lights. He felt light headed and decided to rest in his car for a few minutes before driving home. He died before he could start the car. He left behind his wife, Jan, and his three grown daughters, Jenny, Julie and Johanna. Yes, the Five J's.

"It's Jim." I said.

"What does he want? Why is he here?" she asked.

He answered me telepathically. His words or thoughts just came into my head. He said, "It's about Jan and the girls. I'm so worried. You have to do something."

I said to Shanon, "It's about Jan. What's going on?"

She told me what her friend Johanna had told her. Jan had begun a romantic relationship with Jim's best friend, Russ. The girls were angry about it. They felt their mother was being disloyal to him and with, of all people, Uncle Russ. It felt incestuous from their perspective. And to make matters worse, nobody was talking about it. Jan and Russ started holding hands and being all smiles and giggly with each other but not saying anything to the girls about it. All three girls were very upset to the point of jumping ship. The family was about to implode.

I turned to Jim and he acknowledged that what Shanon told me was accurate and he was determined to intervene, by way of me.
His message was this:

"Please tell them I'm ok. I love them and I want them to be happy. Who better to be with their mother than Russ? He is my best friend. I trust him to take care of her and of the girls. This is a good thing. Please tell them that. I'm good with it."

So, I picked up the phone and called Johanna. I said, "Hi Honey. I have something to tell you. Your dad is here. He has something he wants you to know."

I shared everything that happened and everything Jim said with each of the girls. I gave them each an opportunity to ask him questions and tell him whatever the needed to share. There were a few tears but what happened there was truly a healing.

A few months later I received an invitation to the wedding reception of Jan and Russ. All three girls were there and seemed to be very happy to celebrate the new marriage and to accept Uncle Russ as Mom's husband.

How I met Saint Jerome

2008-12-17T16:52:00.000-08:00

Nearly ten years ago I worked in a tiny day spa in Manhattan Beach where I rented a room for my massage practice. I tried to keep my psychic/spiritual work separate from my bodywork but I wasn't very successful at it. It's hard not to tell people you massage that you can see the spirits around them especially if the spirits are adamant about communicating.

R.S. heard from a patient of his that I was "The lady who knows things." so he made an appointment. In the dark of my room he asked if I could see any spirits around him. One tall spirit showed himself to me. He had the body type of Abraham Lincoln with high cheekbones and a lean face with hallowed cheeks. He had a long white beard and a red cloak. I described what I was seeing to R.S. exactly as I was seeing it. He asked me if I could please tell him the spirits name. The spirit answered, "Jerome."

Jerome showed me that a baby was coming into R.S.'s life and it would be a boy. He was to be named Michael. He had blonde curls and beautiful blue eyes. He said this child was very spiritual and gifted and that he would be a powerful healer and teacher. His mission was to bring together the churches and religions of the world to work together and accept their differences. He had a great deal to say to R.S. As it turned out, R.S.'s girlfriend was pregnant and he wasn't sure what to do or how to tell his parents. He was raised in a very strict Catholic home and felt great trepidation with the conversation that was going to have to take place. By the end of his session he felt he had received the direction and guidance he was looking for.

Two weeks later R.S. returned. He had flown home to Chicago to give his parents the news. He told them all about "The lady who knows things." and everything that transpired in his session. He described Jerome just as I told him he looked. His mother jumped up from her chair and ran to her desk saying, "Saint Jerome!" She returned with a magazine and on the cover was this picture you see above. This is the spirit who showed himself that day.

He has been with me in every session since. He is a remarkable soul and I am grateful for his guidance, wisdom and assistance with the work that I do.

R.S's girlfriend gave birth to twin girls nine years ago today. I was shocked! But, soon after, the golden haired boy arrived with his blue eyes and brilliant spirit. He is already showing signs of advanced spiritual knowledge. He gets messages from guides and he is only 6 years old. He was told that he will be given special gifts when he is 10. He is "The boy who knows things."

Into the Darkness, Into the Light

2008-12-12T11:55:00.000-08:00

I received this email from Jen today. Three Christmases ago her mother was suffering with breast cancer and died in March of 2005 at which time Jens bout with depression began. One year ago in November, her psychiatrist recommended hospitalization, instead, Jen signed up for my coaching course. She recovered and has been in 'remission' from depression since January. However, her symptoms began to return in mid November and although she is still in my class and still under the care of a psychiatrist, she was falling deeper and deeper into the dark cloud of her depression again. She wasn't functioning at all, she felt unable to shower, she couldn't talk to anyone without sobbing and was having visions of some very dangerous actions. Very slowly, since the holiday season began, Jen has been slipping back into the darkness. We scheduled a session yesterday and this is her experience of that session.

Before Elizabeth called me, I was filled with grief, sadness, depression; I was scared. It was a dark cloud surrounding me, suffocating me. I couldn't get out no matter how hard I tried. The pain was so powerful. The feelings unbearable. I just wanted to leave this earth, because I couldn't see past the darkness into the light. Light and darkness cannot coexist. Light will always win over darkness, but I couldn't see the light. When she called, she asked if I was ready...ready to finish this, ready to leave the darkness. "No...I'm not ready...I'm scared, so scared." I said. I didn't know what I was scared of, but the fear had taken over. I was sobbing, shaking; I couldn't speak, words were getting stopped in my throat, unable to escape...I couldn't move. " I will be right here with you, I will hold you, we are energetically connected." Elizabeth told me as we took just a few moments to connect our energy & IMMEDIATELY I felt her. She was with me, holding me, arms around me. I felt her strength & it comforted me. My strength was depleted, so to feel hers was hopeful & possible. "Let's explore this creation you are in....tell me everything you are seeing. I'm right here with you, you are safe." She said.
(This creation can only be imagined like a huge bubble-like image; it seemed to go on forever...through the Universe, so enormous in size. I was in the middle somewhere. It was eerily dark...like being in the middle of a storm. It's the day, so you know there should be light and sun somewhere lighting the sky, but the black & gray ominous clouds swirling and bubbling against each other fill above me. The fog that hovers below me...the unknowingness if whether it is going to storm, or be a tornado...)
Elizabeth & I begin to walk...and it feels almost as if she is carrying me..holding me up, moving me forward. The first thing we see is our swimming pool. In the pool, at the bottom, is me with Rylan & Baylor. [her children] We are hugging each other and we are not alive. "It's not their time"...I hear inside me. It is too much to look at...sobbing, we move forward. I see the hole. I am so afraid of the hole. We step to the edge of the hole and look in together. I see my mom at the bottom of the hole reaching up to me....and I see myself reaching in for her outstretched hand. I want to hold her. I pull her out of the hole, and she is holding her arms out to embrace me, but she cannot get close to me. At this time Elizabeth calls to her Guides, Angels & Team. She calls to Saint Jerome for help. We bring in my Team & Angels for support. I ask mom to hold her arms out to her sides, making a cross. As she does this, our Teams and Saint Jerome surround her and lift her; carrying her up...the clouds break & I see the beautiful light. They bring her to the light. In that instant I breathe...deeply & calmly. I stop crying...the darkness lifts from my shoulders, from my back, my legs...I feel light. I call out that I love her as she leaves my sight. I know she heard me.
Elizabeth and I finish walking around the "bubble" to resolve any residual creations that exist here...in this creation. It is much smaller now. It is about the size of my 3 street neighborhood; and the walls are much softer. It is lighter. I see Joel (my husband) in this creation. I am afraid that he will leave me, pass on before I am ready. But, that is not what this journey is about. It is not about " when I am ready", or what I need or want. Everyone on this plain will die when it is their time. Joel & I are soul mates, I have seen us together in past lives, and we will be together again after this life.
So, I take a needle, and "pop" his "bubble" that was residing inside this larger creation. Elizabeth and I label this large creation, we step out of it and examine it, without judgment. Then we discreated it.

The darkness I had been feeling and lived in for almost 3 years was mostly my Mom's energy. She didn't want to leave me behind. She wanted me to come be with her. She was so depressed and hurting in this life, that she took that with her when she passed over. She needs to deal with that now, on the other side. I won't be seeing her or contacting her for awhile, while she works on her "stuff". But when it is good for both of us, I know that our Higher Selves will meet again.
I am finally at peace & I know she is too.

The experience that I had was a remarkable, incredible, unexplainable happening. I tried to put it into words as best as I could, but even now...reading it...it just isn't even close to how amazing this experience was. I am back to my old self again. The pain and heaviness has lifted...and it was literally immediate. The strength, love and peace that I felt from my coach, Elizabeth, was as real as anything you can touch. All I can really say is :
Thank You, Thank You, Thank You!!

Jen's mother lived a tragic life of desperation and depression. Their roles had switched at some point early in Jen's life when she became the adult caregiver and her mother slipped further into dependency. Her mother was Earthbound because of that dependency. She couldn't cut the bond and move into the light without assistance. Now she is free, as is Jen.

I spoke with Jen today and she is light and bright and happy. She has recorded some of her favorite Christmas music for her home, car and for her neighbor. Yesterday after our session she took a shower, cleaned her room, wrapped packages and mailed them off. She feels no residue of her mother's energy anywhere in her house. Her Christmas will be spent in joy and celebration.

I am so grateful to have been a part of this beautiful healing.

The Science of Happiness

2008-12-11T10:42:00.000-08:00

by Jen Angel

In the last few years, psychologists and researchers have been digging up hard data on a question previously left to philosophers: What makes us happy? Researchers like the father-son team Ed Diener and Robert Biswas-Diener, Stanford psychologist Sonja Lyubomirsky, and ethicist Stephen Post have studied people all over the world to find out how things like money, attitude, culture, memory, health, altruism, and our day-to-day habits affect our well-being. The emerging field of positive psychology is bursting with new findings that suggest your actions can have a significant effect on your happiness and satisfaction with life. Here are 10 scientifically proven strategies for getting happy.

Savor Everyday Moments
Pause now and then to smell a rose or watch children at play. Study participants who took time to “savor” ordinary events that they normally hurried through, or to think back on pleasant moments from their day, “showed significant increases in happiness and reductions in depression,” says psychologist Sonja Lyubomirsky.

Avoid Comparisons
While keeping up with the Joneses is part of American culture, comparing ourselves with others can be damaging to happiness and self-esteem. Instead of comparing ourselves to others, focusing on our own personal achievement leads to greater satisfaction, according to Lyubomirsky.

Put Money Low on the List
People who put money high on their priority list are more at risk for depression, anxiety, and low self-esteem, according to researchers Tim Kasser and Richard Ryan. Their findings hold true across nations and cultures. “The more we seek satisfactions in material goods, the less we find them there,” Ryan says. “The satisfaction has a short half-life—it’s very fleeting.” Money-seekers also score lower on tests of vitality and self-actualization.

Have Meaningful Goals
“People who strive for something significant, whether it’s learning a new craft or raising moral children, are far happier than those who don’t have strong dreams or aspirations,” say Ed Diener and Robert Biswas-Diener. “As humans, we actually require a sense of meaning to thrive.” Harvard’s resident happiness professor, Tal Ben-Shahar, agrees, “Happiness lies at the intersection between pleasure and meaning. Whether at work or at home, the goal is to engage in activities that are both personally significant and enjoyable.”

Take Initiative at Work
How happy you are at work depends in part on how much initiative you take. Researcher Amy Wrzesniewski says that when we express creativity, help others, suggest improvements, or do additional tasks on the job, we make our work more rewarding and feel more in control.

Make Friends, Treasure Family
Happier people tend to have good families, friends, and supportive relationships, say Diener and Biswas-Diener. But it’s not enough to be the life of the party if you’re surrounded by shallow acquaintances. “We don’t just need relationships, we need close ones” that involve understanding and caring.

Smile Even When You Don’t Feel Like It
It sounds simple, but it works. “Happy people…see possibilities, opportunities, and success. When they think of the future, they are optimistic, and when they review the past, they tend to savor the high points,” say Diener and Biswas-Diener. Even if you weren’t born looking at the glass as half-full, with practice, a positive outlook can become a habit.

Say Thank You Like You Mean It
People who keep gratitude journals on a weekly basis are healthier, more optimistic, and more likely to make progress toward achieving personal goals, according to author Robert Emmons. Research by Martin Seligman, founder of positive psychology, revealed that people who write “gratitude letters” to someone who made a difference in their lives score higher on happiness, and lower on depression—and the effect lasts for weeks.

Get Out and Exercise
A Duke University study shows that exercise may be just as effective as drugs in treating depression, without all the side effects and expense. Other research shows that in addition to health benefits, regular exercise offers a sense of accomplishment and opportunity for social interaction, releases feel-good endorphins, and boosts self-esteem.

Give It Away, Give It Away Now!
Make altruism and giving part of your life, and be purposeful about it. Researcher Stephen Post says helping a neighbor, volunteering, or donating goods and services results in a “helper’s high,” and you get more health benefits than you would from exercise or quitting smoking. Listening to a friend, passing on your skills, celebrating others’ successes, and forgiveness also contribute to happiness, he says. Researcher Elizabeth Dunn found that those who spend money on others reported much greater happiness than those who spend it on themselves.

Merry Christmas

2008-12-10T17:07:00.001-08:00

Brown paper packages tied up with string......

I wish you a brilliant holiday full of surprises, peace and joy!

Angels, Spirit Guides, Soul Mates, and Soul Families

2008-12-10T11:11:00.000-08:00

One of the most surprising things I learned from my work with Spirits was that they aren't all Angels. As a child I was told that when you die you become an Angel. I believed it, that is, until I was 6 years old. What I have learned since is that we take our personalities with us. If we are inept at communication in this dimension, we're likely to be the same in the next. If we don't make or keep friendships easily on this plane, then we may have the same challenge in the next. If we are depressed and angry in this life, we are likely to experience that in the next. Wherever we go, there we are.

The unofficial world wide death rate is 153,000,000 per day. The unofficial global birth rate is 358,000,000. That's an awful lot of souls coming and going, mostly coming. We all expect to lose our parents in our lifetimes but we never expect to lose our children or our spouses, yet many of us do, and when we do, we almost always expect them to be in a 'better place'. It's as if dying gives us wisdom we didn't have here and peace and love we never sought while alive.

We've all heard the stories of the beautiful white light on the other side, the one where every pain is removed and peace and love surround us and uplift us but I have seen spirits who can't see that light. I've communicated with souls who were so very depressed on this plane, that when they left, they took their depression with them. And, as anyone who has ever been depressed can tell you, it's pretty hard to see the light when you are lost in the dark.

Angels are guardians and messengers of the Light. They are protectors and defenders as well. They are real. I've seen them and I've been lucky enough to speak with them. They love with a fierce determination. If you wish to have an Angel move with you in your life, you will be greatly blessed to have one.

Spirit Guides are teachers. They come in many forms. One of my guides is Saint Jerome. He has been with me for many years. Another guide who assists me is Quan Yin. I call her Lotus Lady because when I first saw her I had no idea who she was until I described her to my friend. That is also true of Saint Jerome. He showed up in a reading and said his name was Jerome. I described him to my client who brought me his picture from a magazine at his Catholic Church and it was the spirit I saw. He was and is a scholar and a gentle loving soul. He assists those who need help and are ready for the journey into the higher realms. Quan Yin is the Goddess of Mercy and Compassion and she guides me when I allow her to. There have been many times I've needed her compassion for the mistakes I have made and she always shows me mercy and forgiveness for my missteps and clumsy attempts in my relationships with others.

Soul mates are more rare than people think. Everyone who has ever fallen deeply in love believes they are soul mates because the feelings are so intense and powerful it can be nothing less. Soul mates though are like twins. Born or created from one spirit and travel through many lifetimes feeling each other at a distance until reunited.

Soul Families are the spirits we travel through time and space with. The main 5 to 10 or 12 souls linked by what, I don't know, but travel in groups and meet up between lives to share and plan.

I recently had an experience with a soul who was very depressed and didn't want to leave this plane. Her life here was tragic. Her self esteem was nonexistent. She eventually created cancer and died, leaving behind two grown children. But, she didn't want to leave them behind. She wanted to take them with her. She stayed earthbound and tragically brought her energy into the homes and lives of her children. It was almost like a haunting, but not. She just hung around leaving her energy everywhere. She missed the holidays the most and her sadness became like a fog filling the homes of those she was supposed to leave.

My mother always believed that if you mourn the loss of your loved ones too much, then they would have trouble moving on. She doesn't go to funerals and only holds happy thoughts of her son and her husband.

A recent reading was with a twenty-something year old man who had died while riding his bike on his morning workout. A car hit him and he died unexpectedly. It was an accident. Now I know, 'there are no accidents' but this was an accident. It truly wasn't his time. He was so angry. He kept saying, "It isn't fair!" His life was just beginning to take flight and he was excited and happy when, bang....he was ripped out of it.

My job is as much for those who are suffering here, in this physical dimension, as it is for those who feel stuck in the between place.

Today we helped the depressed mother leave her children. I called upon all of my teachers, guides and Angels to assist her and with her went the fog of depression, leaving her daughter to finally take a deep breath of release.
We both felt it when she left. The energy changed, just like the light changes with the sun reaches the horizon.

For the souls who can't find their way to the Light, I ask for my guides to assist them. I ask that they be lifted up and away into their next adventure. I am grateful for my guides, teachers and Angels.

The Light is the reason for the season.

2008-12-10T07:30:00.000-08:00

It's an ever expanding universe......

2008-12-10T07:28:00.000-08:00

Sometimes when I feel like I have failed at something, anything major, like friendship, or motherhood, I think the whole universe must know how bad it is. But then I look at these photos and try to put it into perspective. We are traveling through space at 65 thousand miles per hour and we haven't hit the guard rail yet. I guess the world will survive if I'm not the perfect friend or mother.....even if I'm not close.

Holiday Stress Buster

2008-12-09T16:27:00.000-08:00

It's here. The jingly bells and cookie smells and sparkling mantel candle lights are setting the tone for the season. I am setting myself up for a fun, relaxed and loving Christmas.

Traditionally I have entertained on Christmas Eve, buffet style. I used to invite all of my friends, neighbors, family and ex-boyfriends too. I would decorate, clean and cook for days, if not weeks, and clean up would take just as long. I was exhausted by the 26th.

Now that I am a grandmother the tradition has changed to entertaining quietly and regularly in small favored groups. One night it is with the sisters and another night is for the nephews and niece. I'll have a friend or two over for brunch or late night cookies and Kahlua, and another night with the neighbors for a dessert and coffee get-together. I'm finding this to be much more enjoyable. I get to visit more intimately with each person now that the crowds are gone and we get the quiet sweetness of the beautiful atmosphere to appreciate more fully. And now that I'm not buying champagne for 50 and only a bottle here and there I've managed to cut the cost of entertaining down considerably.

Our theme colors for decorating this year are silver and white. Everywhere is silver and white. The mantle is full of crystal candlesticks and silver and mirrored ones too. The tree has a sparkling silver star on top and pearl and silver ornaments with glass blown icicles. The chandelier in the dining room is draped in glass beads and the table centerpiece matches it all.

My mother can’t stop admiring how beautiful everything is. “I’m living a dream!” she says. “It’s just magical!” She’s so happy.

Entertaining with smaller groups helps her too. She loves to hear about everyone’s lives and the details about their children. The noise level of larger crowds makes it hard for her to participate in conversations.

Saturday I served up a formal dinner for pennies even with the champagne. I had some leftover eggplant parmesan in the freezer from last week’s dinner. I bought a skinny loaf of French bread and sliced it into one inch thick pieces and put the eggplant on top. I broiled them for a few minutes and sprinkled chopped parsley and parmesan cheese on it and served it for a delicious appetizer.

The next course was an organic, vegetarian minestrone soup. That, too, was made a few days ago for dinner. Soup is always better after a day or two so I always make a huge pot full and then split it up for freezing.

The third course was a simple salad with organic baby greens, tomatoes and avocadoes with a creamy balsamic vinaigrette dressing, all of which were already on hand.

The main course was chicken picatta. How simple is that? I had the chicken breasts in the freezer already so all I needed were the mushrooms and capers because I always have lemons around.

The dessert was the easiest of all. On my way out of the grocery store I picked up a couple of lemon bars and pecan bars. Those with a cup of coffee Kahlua and life couldn’t be any sweeter.

I’ve decided that I prefer this way of entertaining. It’s easy. It’s intimate. It’s less stressful and I get to enjoy the atmosphere every night.

Next Saturday Linda and Eddie are coming for a formal dinner. I will serve a mushroom soup I haven’t tried making yet. The Marmalade Café serves it and I LOVE it. I just now found the recipe was online. I’ll serve a salad and grilled rosemary salmon for the main course. Dessert will be baked apples with pecans and dried cherry stuffing.

Friday is a special night for me. My dear friend Michele is coming over for a Christmas visit. She’s bringing a bottle of red wine and some garlic hummus for a snack. I’ll be making some flan to serve before the night is over.

Now Christmas Eve and Christmas Day are reserved for my grand babies, Michael and Marlie. They are my greatest joys and I don’t want to miss the new tradition of Christmas morning in Phoenix.

Breaking the old traditions we think we can’t live without is really no big deal as long as you substitute them with something new and fun. Decorate your home with the things that make you smile. Light a few candles and play some beautiful music to inspire you. Ask a friend over for cookies, milk and a movie. Keep it simple, keep it fun and most of all…

Keep the Spirit.

Lightworkers

2008-12-06T11:34:00.000-08:00

Light workers use a broad range of healing protocols to assist others and themselves with raising the vibration of their physical, emotional and mental experiences. Not all massage therapists are light workers but if you can find one who is, your massage experience will be exponentially more enjoyable.

My bodywork encompasses my basic Swedish massage training, my lymphatic drainage training, my Reiki training, reflexology and, of course, the work I do as a spiritual healer. Clients don’t come to me for a rub down. If that is all they want or need they can go to the mall for a chair massage. I use guided visualization and meditation techniques, as well as the energy work for clearing emotional baggage. I gently teach as I work and if a message from spirit guides comes through, I share it.

The sessions last for 90 minutes and if a regular massage makes you feel relaxed, a full spectrum massage will take you the point of relaxation and then drop you off into bliss.

I love doing body work. I had planned on retiring that part of my practice but I found that I missed it too much. I feel a wonderfully loving connection with the hands on healing practices.

Good bodywork is essential for creating radiant health. Good nutrition, clean water, deep sleep, fun exercise and bodywork of the most excellent kind will ensure a better quality of life.

Get a full spectrum massage once a month for a year and see if you don’t feel like a different person!

Winter Solstice, Christmas and tradition

2008-11-28T09:46:00.000-08:00

This story was forwarded to me from a friend and it moved me.....so I decided to share it with you.... And, no, I'm not a Wiccan nor a Pagan nor do I belong to any fringe religious group. I just simply enjoyed the story so here it is....

Five minutes before the Winter Solstice circle was scheduled to begin, my mother called. Since I'm the only one in our coven who doesn't run on Pagan Standard Time, I took the call. Half the people hadn't arrived, and those who had wouldn't settle down to business for at least twenty minutes.

"Merry Christmas, Frannie."

"Hi, Mom. I don't do Christmas."

"Maybe not--but I do, so I'll say it." she told me in her sassy voice, kind of sweet and vinegary at the same time. "If I can respect your freedom of religion, you can respect my freedom of speech."

I grinned and rolled my eyes. "And the score is Mom -one, Fran - nothing. But I love you, anyway."

People were bustling around in the next room, setting up the altar, decking the halls with what I considered excessive amounts of holly and ivy, and singing something like, "O, Solstice Tree."

"It sounds like a...holiday party." Mom said.

"We're doing Winter Solstice tonight."

"Oh. That's sort of like your version of Christmas, right?"

I wanted to snap back that Christmas was the Christian version of Solstice, but I held back.

"We celebrate the return of the sun. It's a lot quieter than Christmas. No shopping sprees, no pine needles and tinsel on the floor, and it doesn't wipe me out. I remember how you had always worked yourself to a frazzle by December 26."

"Oh honey, I loved doing all that stuff. I wouldn't trade those memories for all the spare time in the world. I wish you and Jack would loosen up a little for the baby's sake. When you were little, you enjoyed Easter bunnies and trick-or-treating and Christmas things. Since you've gotten into this
Wicca religion, you sound a lot like Aunt Betty the year she was a Jehovah's Witness."

I laughed nervously. "Yeah. How is Aunt Betty?"

"Fine. She's into the Celestine Prophecy now, and she seems quite happy. Y'know," she went on, "Aunt Betty always said the Jehovah's Witnesses said those holiday things were Pagan. So I don't see why you've given them up."

"Uh, they've been commercialized and polluted beyond recognition. We're into very simple, quiet celebrations. "

"Well," she said dubiously, "as long as you're happy."

Sometimes long distance is better than being there, 'cause your mother can't give you the look that makes you agree with everything she says. Jack rescued me by interrupting.

Hi, Ma." he called to the phone as he waved a beribboned sprig of mistletoe over my head. Then he kissed me, one of those quick noisy ones. I frowned at him.

"Druidic tradition, Fran. Swear to Goddess."

"Of course it is. Did the Druids use plastic berries?"

"Always. We'll be needing you in about five minutes."

"Okay. Gotta go, Mom. Love you."

We had a nice, serene kind of Solstice Circle. No jingling bells or filked-out Christmas Carols. Soon after the last coven member left, Jack was ready to pack it in.

"The baby's nestled all snug in her bed," he said with a yawn, "I think I'll go settle in for a long winter's nap."

I heaved a martyred sigh. He grinned unrepentantly, kissed me, called me a grinch, and went to bed. I stayed up and puttered around the house, trying to unwind. I sifted through the day's mail, ditched the flyers urging us to purchase all the Seasonal Joy we could afford or charge.

I opened the card from his parents. Another sermonette: a manger scene and a bible verse, with a handwritten note expressing his mother's fervent hope that God's love and Christmas spirit would fill our hearts in this blessed season. She means well, really. I amused myself by picking out every Pagan element I could find in the card.

When the mail had been sorted, I got up and started turning our ritual room back into a living room. As if the greeting card had carried a virus, I found myself humming Christmas carols. I turned on the classic rock station, but they were playing that Lennon-Ono Christmas song. I switched stations. The weatherman assured me that there was only a twenty percent chance of
snow. Then, by Loki, the deejay let Bruce Springsteen insult my ears crooning, "yah better watch out, yah better not pout." I tried the Oldies station. Elvis lives, and he does Christmas songs. Okay, fine. We'll do classical ~ no, we won't. They're playing Handel's Messiah. Maybe the
community radio station would have something secular humanist.

"Ahora, escucharemos a Jose Feliciano canta `Feliz Navidad'.."

I was getting annoyed. The radio doesn't usually get this saturated with holiday mush until the twenty-fourth.

"This is too weird." I said to the radio, "Cut that crap out."

The country station had some Kenny Rogers Christmas tune, the first rock station had gone from John and Yoko's Christmas song to Simon and Garfunkel's "Silent Night," and the other rock station still had Springsteen reliving his childhood. "--I'm tellin' you why. Santa Claus is comin' to
town!" he bellowed.

I was about to pick out a nice secular CD when there was a knock at the door. Now, it could have been a coven member who'd forgotten something. It could have been someone with car trouble. It could have been any number of things, but it certainly couldn't have been a stout guy in a red suit—snowy beard, rosy cheeks, and all--backed by eight reindeer and a sleigh. I blinked, wondered crazily where Rudolph was, and blinked again. There were nine reindeer. Our twenty-percent chance of snow had frosted the dead grass and was continuing to float down in fat flakes.

"Hi, Frannie.." he said warmly, "I've missed you."

"I'm stone cold sober, and you don't exist."

He looked at me with a mixture of sorrow and compassion and sighed heavily.

"That's why I miss you, Frannie. Can I come in? We need to talk."

I couldn't quite bring myself to slam the door on this vision, hallucination, or whatever. So I let him in, because that made more sense then letting all the cold air in while I argued with someone who wasn't there.

As he stepped in, a thought crossed my mind about various entities needing an invitation to get in houses. He flashed me a smile that would melt the polar caps.

"Don't you miss Christmas, Frannie?"

"No." I said flatly, "Apparently you don't see me when I'm sleeping and waking these days. I haven't been Christian for years."

"Oh, now don't let that stop you. We both know this holiday's older than that. Yule trees and Saturnalia and here-comes-the- sun, doodoodendoodoo. "

I raised an eyebrow at the Beatles reference, then gave him my standard sermonette on the appropriation and adulteration that made Christmas no longer a Pagan holiday. I had done my homework. I listed centuries; I named names--St. Nicholas among them.

"In the twentieth century version," I assured him, "Christmas is two parts crass commercialism mixed with one part blind faith in a religion I rejected years ago." I gave him my best lines, the ones that had convinced my coven to abstain from Christmassy clichés. My hallucination sat in Jack's favorite chair, nodding patiently at me.

"And you," I added nastily, "come here talking about ancient customs when you--in your current form--were invented in the nineteenth century by, um... Clement C. Moore."

He laughed, a rolling, belly-deep chuckle unlike any department-store Santa I'd ever heard.

"Of course I change my form now and then to suit fashion. Don't you? And does that stop you from being yourself?" He said, and asked me if I remembered Real Magic, by Isaac Bonewits.

I gaped at him for a moment, then caught myself. "This is like `Labyrinth', right? I'm having a dream that pretends to be real, but is only made from pieces of things in my memory. You don't look a thing like David Bowie."

"Bonewits has this Switchboard Theory." Santa went on amiably, "The energy you put into your beliefs influences the real existence of the archetypal-- oh, let me put it simpler: `in the beginning, Man created God'. Ian Anderson."

He lit a long-stemmed pipe. The tobacco had a mild and somehow Christmassy smell, and every puff sent up a wreath of smoke. "I'm afraid it's a bit more complicated than Bonewits tells it, but that's close enough for mortals. Are you with me so far?"

"Oh, sure." I lied as unconvincingly as possible.

Santa sighed heavily.

"When's the last time you left out hot tea and cookies for me?"

"When I figured out my parents were eating them."

"Frannie, Frannie. Remember pinda balls, from Hinduism?"

"Rice balls left as offerings for ancestors and gods."

"Do Hindus really believe that the ancestors and gods eat pinda balls?"

"All right, y'got me there. They say that spirits consume the spiritual essence, then mortals can have what's left."

"Mm-hm." Santa smiled at me compassionately through his snowy beard.

I rallied quickly. "What about the toys? I know for a fact they aren't made by you and a bunch of non-union Elves."

"Oh, that's quite true. Manufacturing physical objects out of magical energy is terribly expensive and breaks several laws of Nature--She only allows us to do that on special occasions. It certainly couldn't be done globally and annually. Now, the missus and the Elves and I really do have a shop at the North Pole. Not the sort of thing the Air Force would ever find. What we make up there is what makes this time a holiday, no matter what religion it's called."

"Don't tell me," I said, rolling my eyes, "you make the sun come back."

"Oh my, no. The solar cycle stuff, the Reason For The Season, isn't my department. My part is making it a holiday. We make a mild, non-addictive psychedelic thing called Christmas spirit. Try some."

He dipped his fingers in a pocket and tossed red-gold-green- silver glitter at me. I could have ducked. I don't know why I didn't.

It smelled like snow, and pine needles, and cedar chips in the fireplace. It smelled like fruitcake, cornbread savory herbal stuffing, like that foamy white stuff you spray on the window with stencils. It felt like a crisp wind, Grandma's hugs, fuzzy new mittens, pine needles scrunching under my slippers. I saw twinkly lights, mistletoe in the doorway, smiling faces from years gone by. Several Christmas carols played almost simultaneously in a kind of medley. I fought my way back to my living room and glared sternly at the hallucination in Jack's chair.

"Fun stuff. Does the DEA know about this?"

"Oh, Frannie. Why are you such a hard case? I told you it's non-addictive and has no harmful side effects. Would Santa Claus lie to you?"

I opened my mouth and closed it again. We looked at each other a while.

"Can I have some more of that glittery stuff?"

"Mmmm. I think you need something stronger. Try a sugarplum."

I tasted rum ball. Peppermint. Those hard candies with the picture all the way through. Mama's favorite fudge. A chorus line of Christmas candies danced through my mouth. The Swedish Angel Chimes, run on candle power, say tingatingatingating . Mama, with a funny smile, promised to give Santa my letter.

Greeting cards taped on the refrigerator door. We rode through the tree farm on a straw-filled trailer pulled by a red and green tractor, looking for a perfect pine. It was so big, Daddy had to cut a bit off so the star wouldn't scrape the ceiling. Lights, ornaments, tinsel. Daddy lifted me up to the mantle to hang my stocking. My dolls stayed up to see Santa Claus, and in the morning they all had new clothes. Grandma carried in platters with the world's biggest Christmas dinner. Joey's Christmas puppy chased my Christmas kitten up the tree and it would have fallen over but Daddy held it while Mama got the kitten out. Daddy said every bad word there was but he kept laughing anyway. I sneaked my favorite plastic horse into the nativity scene, between the camels and the donkey.

I came back to reality slowly, with a silly smile on my face and a tickly feeling behind my eyes like they wanted to cry. The phrase "visions of sugarplums" took on a whole new meaning.

"How long has it been," Santa asked, "since you played with a nativity set?-"

"But it symbolizes-- "

"The winter-born king. The sacred Mother and her sun-child.. Got a problem with that? You could redecorate it with pentagrams if you like, they'll look fine. As for the Christianization, I've heard who you invoke at Imbolc."

"But Bridgid was a Goddess for centuries before the Catholic Church-oh." I crossed my arms and tried to glare at him, but failed. "You're a sneaky old Elf, y'know?"

"The term is `Jolly Old Elf.' Care for another sugarplum?" I did. I tasted gingerbread. My first nip of soy eggnog the way the grown-ups drink it. Fresh sugar cookies, shaped like trees and decked with colored frosting. Dad had been laid off, but we managed a lot of cheer. They told us Christmas would be "slim pickings." Joey and I smiled bravely when Mama brought home that spindly spruce. We loaded down our "Charlie Brown Christmas Tree" with every light and ornament it could hold. Popcorn and cranberry strings for the outdoor trees. Mistletoe in the hall: plastic mistletoe, real kisses. Joey and I snipped and glued and stitched and painted treasures to give as presents.

We agonized over our "Santa" letters...by now we knew where the goodies came from, and we tried to compromise between what we longed for and they thought they could afford. Every day we hoped the factory would reopen. When Joey's dog ate my mitten, I wasn't brave. I knew that meant I'd get mittens for Christmas, and one less toy. I cried. On December twenty-fifth we opened our presents ve-ery slo-wly, drawing out the experience. We made a show of cheer
over our socks and shirts and meager haul of toys. I got red mittens. We could tell Mama and Daddy were proud of us for being so brave, because they were grinning like crazy.

"Go out to the garage for apples." Mama told us, "We'll have apple pancakes."

I don't remember having the pancakes. There was a dollhouse in the garage. No mass-produced aluminum thing but a homemade plywood dollhouse with wall-papered walls and real curtains and thread-spool chairs. My dolls were inside, with newly sewn clothes. Joey was on his knees in front of a plywood barn with hay in the loft. His old farm implements had new paint. Our plastic animals were corralled in popsicle stick fences.. The garage smelled like apples and hay, the cement was bone-chilling under my slippers, and I was crying.

My knees were drawn up to my chest, arms wrapped around them. My chest felt tight, like ice cracking in sunshine. Santa offered me a huge white handkerchief. When all the ice in my chest had melted, he cleared his throat. He was pretty misty-eyed, too.

"Want to come sit on my lap and tell me what you want for Christmas?"

"You've already given it to me." But I sat on his lap anyway, and kissed his rosy cheek until he did his famous laugh.

"I'd better go now, Frannie. I have other stops to make, and you have work to do."

"Right. I'd better pop the corn tonight, it strings best when it's stale."

I let him out the door. The reindeer were pawing impatiently at the moon-kissed new-fallen snow. I'd swear Rudolph winked at me.

"Don't forget the hot tea and cookies."

"Right. Uh, December twenty-fourth, or Solstice, or what?"

He shrugged. "Whatever night you expect me, I'll be there. Eh, don't wait up. Visits like this are tightly rationed. Laws of Nature, y'know, and She's strict with them."

"Gotcha. Thanks, Santa." I kissed his cheek again. "Happy Holidays."

The phrase had a nice, non-denominational ring to it. I thought I'd call my parents and in-laws soon and try it out on them.

Santa laid his finger aside of his nose and nodded.

"Blessed be, Frannie.."

The sleigh soared up, and Santa really did exclaim something. It sounded like old German. Smart-aleck Elf.

When I closed the door, the radio was playing Jethro Tull's "Solstice Bells."

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A Recipe For A Good Life

2008-11-26T08:23:00.000-08:00

1. Take a 30 minute walk everyday. And while you walk, smile. It is the ultimate anti-depressant.

2. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day breathing deeply and relaxing your body and mind. Talk to a higher power about what is going on in your life and turn your problems over to that power. Finish up by looking for some positive evidence in your life that allows gratitude to bubble up in your heart.

3. When you wake in the morning, complete the following statement. ‘My purpose is to _____________________today. Today I am thankful for ______________.’

4. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food manufactured in plants.

5. Drink green tea and lots of water everyday. Eat more blueberries, wild Alaskan salmon, broccoli, walnuts and almonds.

6. Try to make at least three people smile each day.

7. Don’t waste your precious energy on gossip, issues of the past, negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead, invest your energy in the positive present moment.

8. Eat 200 clean calories every two to three hours throughout the day to keep your energy and appetite in perfect and consistant balance.

9. Remember that life isn’t always fair but it’s still good.

10. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

11. Don’t take yourself so seriously. Nobody else does.

12. You are not so important that you have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.

13. Make peace with your past so it won’t spoil the present.

14. Don’t compare your life to anyone else. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

15. Nobody is in charge of your happiness except you.

16. Frame every so-called ‘disaster’ with these words, “In five years will this matter?”

17. Forgive everyone for everything.

18. What other people think of you is none of your business.

19. Love heals everything but ~ you must give it and receive it.

20. Remember that however good or bad a situation is, it will change.

21. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.

22. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all that you need.

23. Each night before you go to bed, complete the following statements: “I am thankful for ___________. Today I accomplished _____________________.”

24. Remember that you are too blessed to be stressed.

25. When you feel low make a list of the positive experiences you’ve had in your life. You’ll be smiling before you know it.

Happy Thanksgiving

Laughter

2008-11-25T17:30:00.000-08:00

Laughter is the best medicine. That's not news. But how long has it been since you had a good long belly laugh? It's good for your spirit, your body, your mind and all around good for everyone. There's even a practice called laughter yoga. It's a wonderful practice. If you can't find something to make you laugh, if you can't remember something from your past that triggers a good giggle then go out and rent some funny DVDs or recordings. I love watching the old George Burns and Gracie Allen Shows. I also crack up watching Jack Benny, Bill Cosby, George Carlin and "I Love Lucy". Get yourself a good giggle this week and give thanks for the ability to laugh. Babies laugh before they can talk. It's natural, it's normal, it's good for you. I remember sitting in church with my sisters and getting the giggles and not being able to stop. I remember sitting with my friend Karen and laughing until tears came to my eyes because I dropped a tomato out of my taco. Silliness is good for you. It's a good time to lighten up! Go to www.youtube.com and do a search for babies laughing and that should get you started.

Lower-Self, Middle-Self, and Higher-Self

2008-11-22T19:13:00.000-08:00

Millions of years ago, when our animal like ancestors were trying to survive the numerous threats from other, bigger, more fierce animals, and from the natural earth elements, it was necessary to have an effective fight or flight mechanism. If a saber-toothed tiger was about to jump out to gobble them up, an automatic emotional response was the only thing they had to move them from being dinner, to having dinner. A nervous shock was needed to activate the adrenals to release the adrenalin into their blood stream so that their bodies, their muscles, their minds and all their senses became acutely focused and strengthened. The emotional alarm system commanded full attention. When the tiger was ready to pounce, instincts told them to run or to fight for their survival. In general, as survival mechanisms go, our animal ancestors were programmed for automatic duality--automatic feeling of otherness, threat, and paranoia. Survival required instant domination of consciousness to meet the perils of the jungle.

Survival and happiness in 2008 now depend on tuning in to the overall situation involving ourselves, the people around us, and the total environment of the here and now. Perceptiveness, wisdom, and oneness are now the ingredients of effective and happy living. But our biocomputers are still programmed for jungle fight or flight--for a fast release of adrenalin for that, all-too-familiar, rapid heart beat--automatic anger and fear. We tend to make mountains out of molehills and this constant distortion destroys our energy, our insight, and our ability to love. For us to survive in our current social and global environment means that we must have instant perceptions of oneness--of love--of compassion with everyone and understanding of everything around us. When we learn to cut through our paranoid jungle programming, we are on our way to higher consciousness and happiness.

Paranoid individuals who cannot love themselves and others tend to get heart trouble, ulcers, other psychosomatic diseases, are accident-prone, etc. This is evolution working to remedy this primitive jungle alarm system. In the future, humans may have nervous systems that are automatically structured to produce instant insights that facilitate love and oneness. In truth, that is where our survival lies. How do we advance the human mind on its evolutionary journey? We need a system to override our jungle programming, that monkey brain chitter-chatter I write about, so that we can enjoy living here and now, with clear perception, elevated feelings of love and oneness.

Lower-Self Mind is the survival mind. It is the ego mind. The ego's primary purpose is survival. We cannot exist without it. It assumes responsibility for the body and identifies with the body. It is the part of us that wants to breathe and operates with the illusion that "I" is a separate individual being. The ego is afraid of death. Whenever any problem comes to the body the ego becomes very alert and focused in the body. This is not a bad thing. I used to hear spiritual teachers say to "surrender your ego" and I couldn't understand how that could be possible. But what they were saying is move up in your conscious awareness to the place of your heart where love heals and elevates all vibrations. If left in the place of ego centered awareness the mind will become competitive, isolated, fear based and not at ease.

Middle-Self Mind is the intellect and is ego directed, subject-object oriented, power conscious, and constantly involving the rational mind. It is inflexible and guarded using personal patterns and habits as a form of surviving social expectations. It is the tool of consciousness and contains knowledge. The intellect carries with it the past, the present and also speculates about the future. It is the birth place of rationalization, and explanation for the purpose of defense from the judgment from 'others'.

Higher-Self Mind is full of wide ranging insight and deep intuitive understanding giving full flexibility of flow in mutually supportive and loving ways without the blocks of preconceived beliefs and outmoded personal patterns and habits. It is the divine spark of Source. It is the real you, the part that knows the truth and is connected to the Divine Matrix of Universal Mind.

Our biocomputers are the most remarkable instruments in the universe. The only challenge is to learn to use it properly. It is capable of handling two million visual inputs and one hundrend thousand auditory inputs at one time. It is capable of making millions of simultaneous computations and operates continually throughout all parts of our bodies every second. When you learn how to operate your exquisite mechanism, you will be able to fully realize your potential for a happy life.

Most of us live in the lower and middle self mindsets charactorized by trying to find enough security, sex, pleasant sensations, ego rushes, love and attention, prestige, money, power and status. This active struggle leads to constant worry, resentment, suspicion, anger, jealousy, shyness, and fear. We create the bickering and turmoil in our lives through this struggle to 'find' happiness outside of ourselves. Oh, certainly you can experience flashes of pleasure in sex, and other physical sensations, like the high from alcohol and drugs, and the feeling of winning the lottery when a big chunk of money comes our way...but these are fleeting feelings. True and permanent happiness, true security comes from a place deep inside of our own conscious awareness.

You will know you are ready for growth into the happines of higher self awareness when you realize the futility of trying to 'find' happiness through the lower self desires. Although they are seductive and masquerade as "needs" they lead us from one illusion to another. They line up, one behind the other, as we search for ways to not feel our insecurities, our fears and vulnerablities, in short....our feelings. When we suppress and close off our feelings, we cannot contact the universe within us, we cannot hear our intuitive voice, and we certainly can't enjoy being alive.

John F. Kennedy

2008-11-22T17:50:00.000-08:00

I was sitting at my desk in one of the seventh grade classrooms at Hawthorne Intermediate School when the principal interupted our studies with the grave announcement over the innercom system that our beloved president John Fitzgerald Kennedy had been shot in Dallas Texas. I remember looking over at my friend Sharon Volland and seeing her breakdown into sobs of grief.

Walking home early that day and watching the faces of the adults in the stores along Hawthrone Blvd, I searched for someone to say he was going to be okay even though we had been told that he had died almost instantly. I didn't want to believe it. I was afraid. What would happen to our country now? What would become of his beautiful children?

November 22, 1963 changed everything for me. It changed everything for our country. We lost our innocence that day and the sixties became the decade that revealed all of that anger and loss.

45 years ago today, we stood and cried for all that was lost.

New Age

2008-11-21T13:37:00.000-08:00

We are giving birth to a New Age. The end days of the old ways of doing things is the chaos you see around you. Fear overtakes the weak minded. But fear will only give birth to a new age of fear. What we put our attention on, what we vibrate in our hearts is creating the New Age. We are the creators of the new reality. Watch this video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ec-DekKhGHQ

Focus not on what is slipping away. Focus on the new beginnings of the new age. Focus on Inner Peace. Move to the eye of the storm and allow the chaos to fall away.

The Rune picked for today:

Uruz

Strength
Manhood, Womanhood
A Wild Ox

The Rune of termination and new beginnings indicates that the life you have been living has outgrown its form. That form must die so that life energy can be released in a new birth, a new form. This is a Rune of passage and, as such, part of the Cycle of Initiation.

Growth and change, however, may involve passage into darkness as part of the cycle of perpetual renewal. As in Nature, the progression consists of five parts: death, decay, fertilization, gestation, rebirth. Events ovvurring now may well prompt you to undergo a death within yourself. Since self-change is never coerced--we are always free to resist--remain mindful that the new form, the new life, is always greater than the old.

Prepare, then, for opportunity disguised as loss. It could involve the loss of someone or something to which there is an intense emotional bond, and through which you are living a part of your life, a part that must now be retrieved so you can live it out for yourself. In some way, that bond is being severed, a relationship radically changed, a death experienced. Seek among the ashes and discover a new perspective and new strength.

The original symbol for Uruz was the aurochs, a wild ox. When the wild ox was domesticated--a nearly impossible task--it could transport heavy loads. Learn to adapt yourself to the demands of such a creative time. Firm principles attach to this Rune, and at the same time humility is called for, since in order to rule you must learn how to serve. This Rune puts you on notice that your soul andthe universe support the new growth.

Future Possibilities

2008-11-15T08:14:00.000-08:00

In each and every moment there is an abundance of possibilities for each of us to experience. We are only limited by our imagination.

Each of us has an innate power that we have yet to discover in ourselves. Some of us see glimpses of it from time to time but have not learned to manage it in our everyday lives. We allow our emotions to run the show instead of our higher mind's intention.

I remember when I was 8 years old and I had decided I wanted to stay home from school. I didn't like school much. I didn't fit in very well and it was hard to make friends. Psychic children often have this problem. I didn't understand it at the time and thought there was something wrong with me that kids didn't want to play with me. I struggled a great deal in those early elementary school years.

On this particular day I told my mother I wasn't feeling well. I told her that I was very sick and needed to stay home. It was a lie, of course, but I had to convince her because she wasn't likely to let me stay home for no good reason. So, I laid in bed and complained of a stomach ache and a fever. I should have received an award I was so convincing. I worked it like a professional thespian getting so completely into the 'sick' character that within an hour I was actually sick. I remember being astonished at the first sign of real illness. It was an exciting moment. It was a powerful moment. I had intentionally created an illness and I knew I had done it. Why I didn't think to use that power at school to create friendships I don't know. That was the day that I knew how powerful humans are. We can make ourselves sick and we do. We can make ourselves weak, we can make ourselves anything we want and therefore we can make ourselves well. It's all a matter of focused attention and the creative use of emotional vibrations.

What we can do on the micro level, in our bodies and in our personal lives, we can do on the macro level as well. The great teacher, Jesus, said that the miracles he performed were the very things we could do and that we could do even more.

How to perform a miracle? Believe it. Know it. Feel it. Breathe it. Surrender doubt and fear and feel as if your truth is already created. It isn't helpful to ask for change because that puts you in the position of needing change therefore you will continue to need change.

If you are reading the papers, watching the news or listening to others talk about this economic downturn and the negative prospects of your investments or savings then you are likely to be experiencing fear and possibly anger. Those emotional vibrations create a toxic bio-chemical environment in your body that creates disease. It is the birthing soup of cancers, neurological disorders, heart disease and psychosis. Are you sure that's the path you want to take yourself and your family?

It's true that emotions are contagious. It is true that what one person feels vibrates outside of their body to contaminate a good 10 feet or more of space around them. Like a virus, you could be susceptible to those energies. More and more of what we feel may not be so much of our own stuff but stuff we pick up on our daily travels.

Learning to manage energetic vibrations is more important now than ever. We have entered a time of a great shift. We have access to more cosmic energy than we are used to due to a transition in global positioning. The veil that is thinning allows us to access these energies to amplify our feelings and intentions.

What is it you want to feel? Who are you becoming? What experiences do you want to create for yourself and the world?

Five minutes a day is all we ask. Take five minutes everyday to breathe deeply, relax and see and feel what life feels like as you the person you have already become. Does this person feel radiantly healthy, strong and fit? Does this person feel happy and peaceful? Does this person feel grace and love? Does the world feel safe and restored to balance and harmony?

There is a movie, "The Neverending Story" that tells a story of the 'great nothing' that comes to devour all that is. It's a story of a spiritual warrior who goes out to confront the 'great nothing'. He has many challenges on his quest but he continues. He has to face his darkside in the mirror. He has to know himself. He has to overcome sorrow. In the end he believes he has failed as the great nothing has destroyed all that he knows. But there is one grain of light remaining and from that one grain of light all can be restored. It is the grain of self acceptance and self empowerment. It is the grain of enlightenment.

If you can access a grain of light within you, you can create a world of peace around you.

Celebrate Your Life, The Good News!

2008-11-11T10:42:00.000-08:00

The Celebrate Your Life Conference this month was held at the new Sheraton in downtown Phoenix and it was wonderful. I had a chance to be with some of the greatest minds in new age science and spirituality. Gregg Braden, Wayne Dyer, Bruce Lipton, Marianne Williamson, Alberto Villoldo, and many others.

I was most impressed with Gregg Braden's presentations on the technological advances measuring the electromagnetic fields of the Earth as well as the human heart. There is a project that is monitoring the vibration of human consciousness and its effect on the magnetic field of the Earth. His work and the work of his collegues is impressive and encouraging. The global shift I learned about via my psychic work now has the science to explain it. The hope that 'we' will collectively respond to this change with love instead of fear is what moves me to do my work. Gregg Braden encouraged me to continue with what I teach.

With that, I will start a new class in January. It is a six month class designed to advance clients with their abiltiy to shift their emotional vibration to the higher fields, from fear, anger, resentment and disease to willingness, courage, love and enlightenment.

We are alive at a remarkable time. We have the power to affect the change we are experiencing in a positive way. We have the science and spiritual technologies to create a brilliant future for our planet and our children. Please join the party!

www.greggbraden.com
www.glcoherence.org
www.elizabethaleccia.com

Our New First Family

2008-11-05T09:30:00.000-08:00

It's over. I am as grateful for the end of this campaign as I am for the results. We made a good choice, I believe. One thing I know for certain is that no matter which one we had elected we would still have times ahead of disappointment and times of pride in our choice. I see great things ahead for America and, of course, trying times as well. No presidency is without challenges. I pray for this family to be safe, well and strong.

Our new leader asked us to be of service. He said this is not about him it is about us. We are the ones we've been waiting for. We all need to do our part to make our country strong again. To be the great leaders of peace, prosperity and Democracy for the world of countries and cultures and the Planet Earth to recover, each of us needs to be of service.

If you are disappointed in the results you will need time to heal from the lies that were repeated daily until some were hypnotized into believing them. I hope you will find, within you, the determination, courage and willingness to move forward together. I hope you will find it in your heart to support the new vision and direction for Peace and Prosperity of all.

We are Americans. We are all patriotic. We all want what is best for our country, our people and the world. Let's get to work.

P.S. I received this today.... "Rosa sat so Martin could walk. Martin walked so Obama could run. Obama ran so our children could fly."

F.E.A.R.

2008-10-29T09:21:00.000-07:00

Most of us are experiencing anxiousness in life all the time. But it
doesn't have to be that way. First of all FEAR stands for:
F...False
E...Evidence
A...Appearing
R...Real

We're lying to ourselves, all of the time, telling ourselves these
awful things are going to happen and they rarely, if ever, do. But we
live life as though all these terrible things are about to happen. We
actually believe these lies that our lower-self mind is telling us.
And because of that, we get totally caught up and we're living these
horrible experiences over and over again, inside of ourselves.
But fear can be simply let go of. It's just an emotion. It's just a
feeling. Any feeling, any emotion, no matter how long standing, no
matter how justified, no matter how certain you're right to feel the
way you do, is just a choice. You can choose to let go of fear or
anxiety any time you want to by simply deciding to let go. And as you
decide to let go, in this moment, you'll discover that the fear
starts to dissolve. It begins to discreate and just underneath it is
a sense of calmness, of presense, of "I CAN", of stillness, of "It's
all okay!" and this is always available to you in any situation.

Day two at USC Medical Center

2008-10-24T11:50:00.000-07:00

The wonderful nurses at USC were like angels to me. They did more to get me through the nightmare than anyone. They encouraged me, they were tough on me, and they listened to me. The first night I remember lying on a special bed for spine injury patients. One of the nurses put up a hand written sign over my bed that read, "DO NOT MOVE! SPINAL CORD INJURY!!" Every hour on the hour one of the angels would come in to my ward in the very ancient builing of this giant facility, and take my tempurature, blood pressure, check my fluids and roll me a bit to avoid bed sores. It was always an ordeal when it came to rolling me. I would have to prepare.....They would count, one, two, and I'd say...wait, wait...I'm not ready. They were so good. They waited for me to prepare for the movement.

At 2 AM I was awakened by the frantic sound of three nurses calling my name to wake me. "Elizabeth! Wake up! You're bleeding. Where are in your cycle?" I could hear them and I understood their question but I didn't understand the urgency. I crawled up from the depths of my drug induced fog and tried to figure out what day it was and how many days I was in my moon cycle while trying to stay focused. "Elizabeth!"

As it turned out they were concerned about internal bleeding and needed to be assured that it was normal and expected. I assured them it was. I received another shot of morphine and I was once again in la la land.

Morphine is a tricky drug. I love it, but it gives me terrible nightmares. I was grateful to be out of pain but reluctant to fall asleep. Of course, with enough of the drug, that isn't a choice.

My problem was dreaming of the fall. I keep dreaming that I was either falling or about to fall and my body would jerk and the pain was unbelievable. Tiny bone fragments, like nails, were up against the central nervous system interupting the messages to my lower body. I had no control of anything from my waist down.

The next morning my mother was by my bedside. It was so good to see her. The heat wave was blasting through the concrete walls and this old hospital didn't have air conditioning.

Mother brought me some frozen peach yogurt from the cafeteria. It was the perfect choice for my raw throat. I drifted in and out counting the minutes until my next shot of morphine. Every three hours and not one minute before I got relief. The first hour I slept, the second hour I drifted, the third hour I counted minutes.

My childhood friend, Karen, came in with a "get-well" balloon. She had obvioiusly been crying and tried very hard to not to break down while she stood next to my bed. I asked her to just talk to me. It was good to see her, it was good to hear her voice. I asked her to tell me about her vacation last month. I hadn't heard anything about it and I just wanted something to take my mind off of what was happening. She tried, bless her heart, but every two minutes I asked her what time it was. She couldn't get through her story. I listened as best I could but it was the third hour. My hands were gripping the metal railing of the bed and I watched the clock. It was too much for her. She's a delicate friend.

After she left a team of surgeons walked in, lead by Dr. Santi Rao. The one thing I can say about a teaching hospital is you get to see 6 or 7 doctors at a time. It's a teaching hospital with benefits. Young USC interns on a hot summer day....my, my, my. But to tell you the truth, I didn't notice. My sister Linda had arrived just before the spine team walked in. They all stood around my bed discussng, in whispered tones, my case. Linda leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Elizabeth. Open your eyes. Reason to live." I opened my eyes and saw what could have been a dream...I grinned and gave my first quiet giggle of the ordeal.

Dr. Rao touched my arm. His hand was warm, soft and had a healing energy in it. I looked up into his beautiful dark eyes and told him what the doctor in the emergency room had said. That I may never walk again and that I may not survive the surgery, to get my personal affairs in order. He was appalled that a doctor would say that. He assured me that they will do their best to repair the damage. He explained what proceedure they were planning. They planned on going in from the back, remove bone fragments, install titanium steel rods, use screws and wires to anchor them and use bone tissue, either from my hip or from a bone donor that would grow around the rods and keep everything nice and steady. If they couldn't get to the problem through my back, they would turn me over and cut through my abdomen. Getting all of my organs out of the way, they would try to repair the damage from the front. That idea didn't appeal to me at all so I said a small affirmation. "That won't happen." He didn't make any promises about me walking again but assured me that patients rarely die from this surgery. The other bad news was that the surgery would not be for another week. It had something to do with surgery room schedules and swelling around the tissues that had been torn in the fall.

Dr. Rao introduced me to the young Dr. Grant who would actually be doing the cutting and drilling. Dr. Rao would be right there at his side, but Dr. Grant was the one doing the work. I remember thinking, "He is so yummy." They all were. It was a short consult and away they went. I got another shot, and I away I went too.

Later that evening a nurse came in to check on me and noticed that my belly was getting very big. She asked me when I used the bed pan last. "Bed pan? I can't use a bed pan. I can't sit up, I can't move my legs. I can't even lift up my hips." She ran out of the room.

My sister, Linda, is a healer. She and I were massage therapists at the club and we both were energetic healers. We learned to run energy (Reiki) from the same teacher, Royce Morales. Linda raised her hands above my belly and even though her hands were many inches from me I could feel the pressure of the energy. My bladder was about to burst. I had been drinking water all day as the nurses insisted but nothing was coming out. This was a very dangerous condition. I didn't know that bladders could literally burst inside of you. Linda continued to run energy and the pressure kept building.

A crew of nurses ran in and a catheter was inserted. They carried out two liters of fluid. How did my bladder not burst? Linda.

All of my family stood around my bed. My sisters Sharon, Vicky, Linda and my mother. I had asked them to call Jay, my ex-husband. The main thing on my mind was, if I was going to die, I had to tell Jay that I wanted Shanon to live with Vicky. I believed that no matter what happened

more later....

The Doctor said, "You may never walk again,....

2008-10-22T11:49:00.000-07:00

......and quite frankly you may not survive the surgery." This statement came right after he said, "You have a very serious fracture. We have to operate."

What was I to think? I had spent 8 hours lying on a spine board in the middle of the very crowded and busy emergency room of The Los Angeles/USC General Hospital. My throat was raw from my intermittent screaming between moments of unconsciousness. My family waited, not so patiently, in another room while the doctors and nurses scurried around to take care of the gang members who had been in a gunfight. Apparently I was not dying so my name and number kept falling to the bottom of the list. People came and went. Patients with burns, cuts, broken bones and heart attacks were all paraded through, while my gurney remained in the same spot for 8 hours.

At the beginning of that day I had taken a few minutes to really appreciate my beautiful home and surrounding neighborhood. I walked out onto my deck to look across the street at the park with it's expansive green lawn and countless trees. I loved sitting outside with my morning cup of tea, watching the sunrise over the city. Every morning, Cadbury, our lop-eared,dwarf bunny, was allowed out of his cage to run around on the deck and explore the various plants and flowers I had there. The mornings were wonderfully quiet and peaceful. On that particular day, the silence was broken by the sound of birds busily chirping and singing for their food. It was early June, 1987. It was not quite summer but the day promised to be a scorcher. A heat wave had been predicted by our weather man and I could feel it even as the cool shadows of dawn receded. I made a mental note to remind my, then, 11 year-old daughter, Shanon, to dress accordingly. Even though we lived only a few miles from the Pacific Ocean, our little neighborhood of Walteria sat in a small nook below the Palos Verdes Penninsula so we received very little of the ocean breeze enjoyed just a short walk away.

This was an exciting time for my daughter. She was preparing for her last week at Walteria Elementary School. She and her friends were giggly with the anticipation of going to the middle school where she would have her own locker and where they were going to move from class to class, from subject to subject. The only pall over this beautiful Spring day was the recent death of my father, her "Tata". On March 20 she got her new braces and on March 23 he died. Now, the excitement of moving forward had a bit of sadness mixed in.

After I watched her walk to meet the school bus, I finished up my tea and retreated to the bathroom to prepare for work. I was managing my sister's restaurant, "Pancho and Lupe's". I was also working as a massage therapist at The Manhattan Club For Women. I knew it would be a long day but I felt prepared. I was happy to help my sister out until she found someone to take over, and I loved working at the club. My life was good, and I was feeling settled and productive. When.....

Before I left the house I needed to put Cadbury back into his cage. I walked out onto the deck and he wasn't there. I look over a low wall the separated my deck from my neighbors and sure enough, he had managed to find his way to her strawberries. The deck had a low cinder block wall on the street side and a few feet between my apartment and hers. I was in a hurry, not wanting to be late for work, but I couldn't just leave Cadbury there to demolish her little garden. I sat down on the wall, with my back to the street, planning on swinging my legs over to her deck to capture him. But, as plans sometimes go, I miscalculated. I lifted my legs too fast and too high. I knew I was in trouble when I felt myself leaning too far back and my fingertips began to slip off the side of the block wall. My first thought? "Oh shit". Seriously. That's what I heard in my head.

To this day I can still remember the sequence of thoughts as the realization hit me that I was going over the wall in a backward somersault sort of way. The first thought was to remember what was behind me. A quick calculation of how far down it was to the ground and what was below me played out. Hard packed dirt planter, large tree, four feet to sidewalk concrete. Hmmmm. "What can I grab?" "Nothing." "This is big." I thought. "I could die here." "Oh well." And away I went. A memory flashed. It was a memory from high school P.E. I was on a trampoline and my P.E. teacher said, "If you feel like your falling and might be out of control, try to fall flat, you'll do less damage." It's funny the things the flash through your mind in these situations. I took her advice and tried to fall flat. 9 feet was a long way down and it seemed to take a bit of time before impact.

So, picture this. I'm sitting on the wall, my legs come up and over I go, ass over head in a very unflattering yoga position. My pubic bone slammed me on my chin. The impact was on my upper back so all of the air was pushed out of my lungs. I was unconscious for a few moments when I heard an unfamiliar sound. It was a low growling sound that brought me to. It was the sound of trying to get air back into my lungs. I opened my eyes to see my thighs laying on my face. I tried to move them but nothing. I used my hands to push them away from me so I could get a breath. My legs slid down the side of the wall and thudded to the ground, and I thought, "Oh shit."

Now this is an interesting part. In my mind's eye, I saw a black and white image. It was a darkened stage with a solo spot light shining down on an empty wheel chair. My very first response to that image was, "No, that is not my reality. This condition is temporary." I had the presence of mind to know not to feed that image. I believed I just needed a moment to gather my energy and my legs would work just fine.

Nobody had seen me fall. I was alone, under the tree, next to the sidewalk, unable to move my lower body. I tried to pull myself up by holding onto the trunk of the tree but the movement triggered a great deal of pain. Again, "Oh shit". I tried one more time but my fingers slipped off of the bark of the tree and broke a couple of nails. Next thought? "Edie, (my manicurist) is going to kill me." I had just had a manicure the day before. I know, I know....how silly to be thinking of that when you are laying on the ground with a broken back, unable to move your legs, but there it is.

T12 vertebrae was crushed into my spinal cord. I wasn't going anywhere. I had to call out for help. I was calm up until I heard my own voice calling out, "Help! Somebody help me please." I wanted to cry. I felt so vulnerable. I called out a few more times and finally I heard a voice, a woman's voice. "Where are you?" I was in a corner, in the bushes, beneath a tree, well hidden. "I'm over here." I called back, raising my hands to wave the way. I saw her face come around the corner of the wall. I'm not sure what I looked like, but from the look on her face, it wasn't good. Without a word she ran away. I said,"No, wait." but she was gone. Another voice, a man's voice came from not too far away. He came over to me and knelt down beside me. He said, "Don't worry, I've called the paramedics." He was a lineman and had been up on a telephone pole across the street. He didn't see me fall but he heard the panic in my call for help. He called 911 from his perch. He held my hand and soon thereafter the woman returned with a blanket. They both stayed with me until help arrived. She prayed and asked me to pray with her.

The paramedics were not on their game. They didn't ask me any questions, they simply tried to lift me up. I bit one of them. It shocked me. Truly. I've never felt such and base animal response, like a dog who snaps. They laid me back down and then asked me how I fell. I pointed to the balcony above their heads. From my view point, on the ground, looking up at their faces, I knew they had blown it. They exchanged a look of panic and suddenly began treating me with kid gloves.

Neighbors began to gather around and I heard someone ask if they could call someone for me. I asked for my sister, Linda and gave out her number. I knew she would be home and my mother had just been through too much recently to upset her further. There would be time for that.

The ambulance took me to our local hospital,Torrance Memorial, but I was uninsured. The club didn't insure massage therapists because we were independent contractors. The emergency room doctor gave me the option of staying there and paying the big bucks or going to USC General. I opted for the one that wouldn't land me in the poor house or no house.

The long ambulance ride from freeway to freeway to freeway, lying on my side, on a hard board, witha brace around my neck, was fierce. I felt every turn, bump and lane chance. The young man who sat in the back with me was very sweet. Everytime I moaned or groaned or cried out in pain, he would lay an gentle hand on my arm and whispered that it wouldn't be much longer. What he didn't know, was that it would be 8 more hours after he dropped me off before a doctor had time to examine me.

My memory of those long hours is still very clear. I remember hearing a yound child crying in pain. She had a terrible burn. In my stupor I channeled blue and green light to her. When she stopped crying I would drift off into unconsciousness and when her cries began again I would awaken to send her more energy. She stopped crying and I would drift off. This went on for a couple of hours. Sometimes in my unconscious state I would have a dream that I was about to fall. My body would jerk, just like it does sometimes when you are ready to fall asleep. It feels like falling. I guess that's why we call it "falling asleep." But when you have bone fragments in your spinal cord, jerking is not a good thing. The pain was excruciating. I would scream out loud and tighten up all over. My sister, Linda, was very sneaky. Family members were no allowed to enter the ER but she somehow managed to get into that area and talk me down from my high pitched pain until I could relax and release it. She is a healer, like me, and she ran energy through her hands and into me as she very gently helped me focus on breathing and relaxing. I thank God she was there that day. Together we healed the pain and I was able to drift off. Once asleep I would dream of falling and my body would jerk and again I screamed. She would return and we would run energy again and again I would drift off. This went on, hour after hour, after hour. My throat was raw from screaming.

When the USC doctor finally examined me at 7pm he was tired and cranky. I'm not sure what he thought I was doing there but he told me to push with my foot, against his hand. Of course, I couldn't. He said, "Look lady, if you don't cooperate I won't be able to help you." Can you imagine? I told him I couldn't but he had no patience. He shoved my gurney towards someone and ordered them to take me to radiology for pictures.

Radiology was great fun. I had to be transferred from the gurney to the exray table. Ouch! Pictures were taken and I was returned to the E.R. At 8 pm the young intern returned looked rather sheepish and afraid. He said, "Maam? Don't move." He had determined my fracture was very serious, (10 hours after the fall). "You have a very serious fracture. You may never walk again. And, quite frankly, you may not survive the surgery. You need to get your personal affairs in order."

I was looking into his eyes as he spoke. I could see his fear. I thought, "Poor baby, you're so afraid. Don't worry, it'll all be fine." but I didn't say anything aloud.

I was whisked up to a room and shot up with enough drugs to put a horse to sleep. Unfortunately I had a violent reaction to the medication. I could feel the urge to vomit and I panicked. I knew that if I had a violent, uncontrolled response like that I could possibly sever what was left of my spinal cord. My sister, Linda was there. I grabbed her arm with my eyes wide open. "I'm going to throw up!" She said, "That's Okay, Honey. Go ahead, we'll just clean it up." I said, "NO! I can't!" She knew immediately what I was saying and ran for a nurse. The next shot came and I was out. Finally.

Karen W.

2008-10-20T21:13:00.000-07:00

A 42 year-old, divorced woman, suffering from severe tension headaches, called for an appointment for bodywork. She said she believed her headaches were the result of a very high pressure job in the aerospace industry. Her executive position required her to travel to Washington D.C. regularly for meetings with government representatives and military personnel. On top of her stressful career responsibilities she was in a dramatic legal battle, with her ex-husband, for the custody of her two young boys. Her husband believed their boys should attend the fundamental Christian school were he was an acting bishop. His corporal punishment philosophy of child rearing was the source of her emotional pain. Her boys were ordered, by the judge, to be evaluated by a child psychologist. She had received the first report of many to come.

My primary intention was to relieve her headaches and to see what came up during our first session. Using massage, Reiki and acupressure techniques her pain was easily relieved. What came up during that first session was more than I expected.

My bodywork office is kept dark, lit by candles and the only sounds in the room are from a small water fountain, soft ethereal music and my voice. Using guided imagery, I talked her through a series of relaxation exercises to get her head out of the courtroom and boardroom and into the present experience. She followed along easily.

Halfway through her session I recognized a presence in the room with us. I continued working on her tension points while observing the spirit at the foot of the massage table.

When someone comes in for bodywork, I rarely discuss the other work I do. Not everyone is open to the psychic aspect of my healing work. But, in this case, I decided it was something I should try to gently bring to her attention. I trust that if a spirit shows up, the client is usually ready to hear the information that is being presented and as it turned out in this case, Karen was open and willing to hear it all.

I described the energy I was seeing. As I’ve shared before, I am clairvoyant. I see images and get information telepathically. After describing the female spirit at the end of the table, Karen said, “That’s my mother. She died 12 years ago.” Her mother had been agitated when she first appeared but as soon as her daughter recognized her presence, she relaxed with a smile. I don’t recall the details of that first session with Karen and her mother but I do remember that when Karen left my office she was radiant. Her headache was gone; she said she felt relaxed and hopeful for the first time in months.

During the following weeks and months Karen and her mother continued their weekly sessions with me. I learned that Karen had met a man in Washington D.C. she was falling in love with but her divorce had left her feeling unsure and distrusting. The relationship was loving yet she felt unable to move forward considering the geographic distance, the issue of her boys and her unrelenting fear of another commitment. She was troubled about what to do with this new relationship. Should she break it off or grit her teeth and force herself to move forward?

During the fourth session, Karen’s mother appeared wearing a black scarf over her head and face, as if she was in mourning. That is not how she appeared in our past sessions as she was normally a happy energy. She told me that she wanted to talk about her death. I asked Karen about that. She told me that her mother had had an accident. She died from an accidental fall down some stairs in her home. While she told me the facts her father had told her, Karen’s mother was vehemently shaking her head, “NO”. Her father had said her mother had been up late and sometime after he had gone to sleep she must have tripped and fallen down a flight of stairs. He said he discovered her body when he woke the next morning.

The story Karen’s mother showed me was slightly different. She showed me the entire incident from a different perspective. Her father and mother were at the top of the stairs arguing. She had been drinking and was pointing her finger at him. He pushed her away from him and she tumbled backwards and down the stairs. He ran down after her. She was still breathing, but unconscious. He was afraid of what had happened and how it would look to the authorities. He did’t’ know what to do. He paced back and forth trying to decide what to do. He chose to wait until she stopped breathing. It took a bit of time but by 4 am she was gone. At sunrise he called the police.

I watched the story unfold as her Mother was showing me. I wasn’t sure if I should tell Karen what I was seeing but, I believe if I’m being shown something, there is a reason. I very slowly suggested that dad’s story may not have been the whole truth.

Karen said, “That wouldn’t surprise me at all. Dad’s behavior after Mom died was very strange. He has not moved a thing of hers from the house. Everything is exactly as it was the day she died. Her clothes are still in the closets, her art on the walls, and all of her furniture is still in the same place it was the day she died. The first couple of years after her death he would go to the cemetery, to her grave site, and take pictures of himself there and send copies to all three of his daughters.

I asked her if she wanted to know what her mother was showing me. She didn’t hesitate to answer. She wanted to know everything.

After I finished telling her what I was being shown, she said that she had suspected as much all along. She also said it was unnecessary to share that information with anyone else. Her father had been suffering with grief and guilt for all these years and bringing it up now would do only harm. She was able to forgive her father immediately. She explained that her parent’s relationship had suffered through the years because of her mother’s drinking. Every night her father would go to bed at 10, alone, and her mother would stay up reading and drinking. That scenario had been the source of many arguments. Her mother nodded in agreement and didn’t seem to need any more than the truth to be told to Karen.

Weeks passed and we continued our sessions. Massage and Intuitive Healing went hand in hand. One day her mother showed up during our session and she had with her a box. She told me its contents were extremely important. The box looked like a sewing basket with a hinged lid. The top of the box had fabric on it. When her mother opened the box she did not show me what was inside but conveyed the urgency for Karen to find it.

Again, I described the box and the message. I told her I wasn’t able to see the contents but that her mother seemed to be insistent about its importance. Karen said that she didn’t know of such a box but that if it mother had anything like I described, it would still be in her father’s home in Maryland. As it turned out, she was flying back for a visit the following day. She said she would ask her father about it.

Three days later I received a long distance call from Karen. She was in a state of emotional gratitude. She told me that she and her father looked in every closet and cupboard for the box I described. They searched every room including the attic. They went down to the basement and back in a corner, under the fabric I described, was the box. Inside of it were letters and notes in her mother’s handwriting. She had written poems and had jotted down notes from services at her church. She wrote about love and trust and faith. She wrote about commitment, communion and God. In those notes and letters were the answers to the questions that Karen was struggling with, in regard to her new relationship and her fear of moving forward with her life and her love.

A month later I received a package in the mail with a personal note from Karen. She said finding those letters and notes of her mother's was an enormous gift for her, her sisters and her entire family. It was the healing they were all waiting for. Karen had put all of her mothers writings in a bound book and sent copies to her sisters and friends of her mother’s and one to me. Our sessions came to an end shortly thereafter.

Karen won her custody case and decided to follow her mother’s written advice to trust and to love. She married Bob and moved to Washington D.C. Her mother’s poetry was read at their wedding ceremony. She no longer suffers from headaches. It truly was a miraculous experience.

From "Animal-Speak"

2008-10-18T09:02:00.000-07:00

Many ancient myths and stories speak of a magical time and place in which there were no boundaries between humans and animals. Animals and humans spoke. Wild and tame had no meaning. And always the divine revealed itself in Nature.

The natural world and the animals within it speak to us everyday: by their appearances, behaviors, movements, and characteristic patterns. When we know what to look for, we can use them as omens--not in a superstitious sense, but in the development of true prophecy and higher perception.

This morning, with my morning coffee and cereal bowl, I sat outside in the cool dampness of the sunrise. I placed the Blue jays peanuts on the table and waited while I looked into the sun and meditated for peace and prosperity to embrace all who are ready to receive. I also put my attention on health and energy for me to pursue my new goals.

Two tiny hummingbirds, chirping loudly, swiftly came into view. They hovered right between me and the sunrise as if knowing their dark forms against the bright light would get my focused attention. They stayed there for quite some time. As you know, hummingbirds are here one minute and gone the next. Not so this morning.

Here is what it says about the message of Hummingbird spirit in "Animal-Speak".

"We have all heard how good it is to whistle while we work, but humming is much more
effective. It creates an internal massage, restoring health and balance. This the hummingbird reminds us to do. It reminds us to find joy in what we do and to sing it out."
"It has the ability to move its wings in a figure 8 pattern--a symbol for infinity and links to the past and future and the laws of cause and effect."

"Hummingbird can reach high speed at take off. It can also stop immediately in flight from a high speed. it is such a skillful flyer and is not afraid of any predator. Hummingbirds have been known to chase off eagles."

"The hummingbird is the most skillful flyer of all birds. It can hover in
the air. It can fly backward, forward and sideways. In fact, it
cannot walk; it flies everywhere. It reminds us that if we truly
enjoy what we are doing, we become light as a feather, and life is
rich with nectar."

Today, I will hum through my chores creating health and balance in my
body. I will activate JOY and sing it out. I am light as a feather in
spirit and my life is rich with prosperity! I know this is so, and so
it is.

Thank you. I love you.
Elizabeth

Shifting Your Vibrational Output.

2008-10-17T08:11:00.000-07:00

The doom and gloom prognosticators don't know what you know. They either don't know, or they don't care. What they know is that bad news sells. Disasters and chaos sells. Murders, kidnappings and wars, sell. We tune in to see what the stock market is doing and how the housing market will affect us and what the job situation is and down we go, down the dark rabbit hole of doom and gloom. That will insure us tuning in again later. What they don't know is energy attracts like energy. What they don't know is that when you are constantly talking about and thinking about what is wrong or what may go wrong, and looking for evidence that it's all going wrong, it will. It will all go wrong for those who are looking for it to go wrong.

If you don't want to go down into the dark rabbit hole of pessimism then start looking for the positive evidence this change is bringing about. Shift your vibration from fear and dread to hope and courage. Check out www.goodnewsnetwork.org.
New industries are being created. New discoveries and inventions are popping up all over the world. Necessity is the mother of invention! For every job lost, one is being created. For every flower that fades one is preparing to grow. It is the cycle of life. It is the cycle and patterns of energy.

Look, I'm an old woman. I've lived through many economic downturns. I've watching the markets go up and down for many years. What I know is that panic and fear will take it down further and hope and courage and willingness to change will bring it back up.

David Hawkins wrote a wonderful book, "Power vs. Force" sharing his findings from many years of studying the human energy field and the vibration of thoughts and beliefs and emotions. He created a Map of Consciousness when he calibrated levels of energy from the conscious awareness of thoughts, beliefs and emotional output. When we are vibrating with the low and slow tone of fear our egos try to force things to happen. We become controlling and constricted. We pull our energy in like an pill bug. When we constrict with fear, we raise our blood pressure, and create an energetic block wall around us so nothing can get in to hurt us. We go into survival mode, and become hyper vigilant, looking for the hidden danger in every shadow. It works to keep everything out but in keeping everything out for our protection we are keeping out peace of mind, radiant health, compassion, appreciation, and Love.

When we are vibrating with courage, self love, appreciation and compassion, we activate a shift in our vibrational output to be the attractors of positive experiences. When we vibrate with love, faith and trust we feel expanded and open. We become the blessed receivers of more love.

Your thoughts, emotions and experiences are a vibrational match.

That is why the worse you feel the worse things get. That's why, "When it rains, it pours"

The universe holds unlimited potential and possibilities. Instead of constricting with fear and dread, open up with courage, hope and love and allow the new ideas, opportunities and possibilities to manifest in your reality.

Here is a simple mantra. "Thank you! I love you!" Say it to yourself all day long. Say it to your inner child, your inner intuitive coach, your higher self, middle self and lower self. Breathe deeply to relax and repeat it in your mind until it activates in your cells.

David Hawkins noted that the higher vibrations of the minority will shift the vibration of the majority. For every person vibrating at willingness or courage, it will counter the negative vibration of hundreds of thousands of people lost in fear.

You do it, I do it, we all do it with our attention. What do you want to put your attention on today?

Thank you, I love you.

Join us for a national conference call....

2008-10-16T11:31:00.000-07:00

We will share in a Non-Partisan Meditation for the Highest Good in the Elections

Thursday, October 16, 5pm (PDT); 8pm (EDT)

We’ll begin with A Prayer for Our Nation (see below) and then meditate together on the Soul of our nation, asking for the highest good in the upcoming elections.

We’ll then dialogue with other visionaries around the country who will be on the call, and together share insights about our collective future, especially addressing the current financial crisis.

Call (308) 344-6400; enter code 344107# when prompted; conference call is free--you only pay regular long distance charges.

The Prayer for Our Nation and the Meditation for the Election that we’ll be using is below. You can print it out for the call and use it as often as possible before the election on November 4th. Feel free to share it with friends.

A Prayer For Our Nation

2008-10-16T11:30:00.001-07:00

A Prayer for Our Nation

May we as nation be guided by the Divine to rediscover the sacred flame of our national heritage, which so many have given their lives to safeguard;

Let the wounds of separation and division be healed by opening our hearts to listen to the truth on all sides, allowing us to find a higher truth that includes us all;

May we learn to honor and enjoy our diversity and differences as a people, even as we more deeply touch our fundamental unity;

May we, as a people, undergo a transformation that will draw forth individuals to lead our nation who embody courage, compassion and a higher vision;

May our leaders inspire us, and we so inspire each other, that a new spirit of forgiveness, caring and honesty be born in our nation;

May we, as a united people, move with clear, directed purpose to take our place within the community of nations to help build a better future for all humankind;

May we as a nation rededicate ourselves to truly living as one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all;

And may God’s Will be done for our nation, as we, the people, align with that Will.

--By Gordon Davidson and Corinne McLaughlin
www.visionarylead.org

Non-Partisan Meditation for the Highest Good in the Election

Begin by taking a few deep breaths to relax your body, emotions and mind, breathing in peace and stillness.

Link inwardly with all of those around the world who are also meditating for the U.S. at this time, connecting with them heart to heart and soul to soul.

Set aside your own political views and align with your highest self; inwardly affirm your intention in this meditation, using the prayers of your own spiritual tradition.

Align with the soul of America, her highest purpose, and see this nation and her people surrounded with spiritual light and love so that they may vote with wisdom and clarity.

Ask the higher spiritual forces to protect the election process on national, state and local levels, and to ensure a fair election, free from tampering.

Pray that the election bring forth the highest good for the American people and for all humanity, with the most positive outcome.

Visualize a beautiful future for America—healthy, peaceful, and sustainable.

-- By Corinne McLaughlin

My script for today

2008-10-13T06:38:00.000-07:00

Woohooo! Summer is really over now. I'm wearing my cashmere robe and I've turned on the heater in my office. I LOVE this time of year. We've had some cold and severe winds blowing through Southern California and the sunrise this morning is gorgeous because of it. Sunrise is my favorite time. It's quiet. The neighbors haven't started up their cars and their kids are still sleeping. The beach is empty of tourists and the teenagers and their surfboards haven't arrived yet. There are a few of us brave souls walking in the retreating shadows of night, watching the the reflection of the early light on the waves.

Sunrise is the promise of a new beginning. It's a fresh start. Each day brings an abundance of new opportunities and potential. I am reaffirming that we are in the flow of a greater good than we can yet imagine. I am allowing myself to be guided by the invisible hand of my highest good today.

Here is my script for today.

I am willing to feel courageous as I move through my day today. I want to be filled with loving patience and energy as I care for my mother and confront my resistances to completing my website. I am the source of my fears, stubborness and resentments as well as my grace, love and wisdom. Today I choose kindness to be my point of attraction. I am in the eye of the storm. I am in the peace and calm and Light. I am peace and grace and love. I manage my energetic output to be at a higher vibration for me and everyone I come in contact with. I trust this process of change. I trust we are moving into a new and improved way of thinking and being. We are the change we've been asking for and I am grateful that I am a witness and willing participant of the great shift of our awareness. This is a great beginning. I know this is so, and so it is.

Enough Blame 'For This Economic Storm To Go Around?

2008-10-08T11:15:00.000-07:00

All parties are saying that there is enough blame for this economic storm to go around and that there will be time to point fingers later, after the election.

Here it is, the storm is roaring in the ears of the recent and soon-to-be homeless, the recently unemployed and now uninsured, the small business owners and large business owners, the retired and soon-to-be retired and nobody wants to take responsibility for this global chaos.

The religious right came out and said that hurricane Katrina was blamed on gays or the godless of America. Failing schools and education is blamed on the loss of religious prayers in public schools. Earthquakes are blamed on a vengeful God for communism but the economic failures are business practices? What? Not on God's anger at the blatant greed? Not God's vengeance for lying, cheating and stealing? What happened? The religious right is silent this time. Isn't greed one of the seven deadly sins? Isn't stealing mentioned in the Ten Commandments? Where are the religious leaders now? It's pretty quiet out there except for the sound of the global economic/political storm.

We could blame President Bill Clinton and his Republican Congress for encouraging Fannie and Freddie to offer more sub prime loans to low income families to give them a chance at the American Dream, or we could blame President George Bush and his many minions for deregulation of the mortgage and banking system. We could even go as far back as Ronald Reagan's 'trickle down economics'. Let's blame and blame and blame until we finally have ignored the storm long enough to allow it to blow over and then we'll go back to life as usual....hmmmm?

I have another idea. Let's all take responsibility for our actions that were not motivated by love or grace. Let's go deep inside of our conscious awareness and look for any and all of our arrogant sense of entitlement to plunder the Earth of her natural resources for our personal pleasure. Let's ask everyone to look inside for the actions we may have taken that were motivated by anything other than our highest good or the highest good for all of humanity. Let's pull out each and every old dark secret, when we were less than honest, less than authentic, less than loving, less than generous, less than compassionate and bring those energies into the Light to forgive ourselves, to heal our energies of greed and irresponsibility and personal guilt.

The world is a reflection of you. What you see on the large stage of American politics and economic systems is a reflection of the consciousness of the majority.

I think this storm is raging like a hurricane. It will clear the weak foundations we have built. It will offer us all an opportunity to re-evaluate our priorities. We have purchased blindly. We have greedily gathered our 'stuff'. We filled our homes with toxic toys and gadgets that we don't need but have somehow convinced ourselves we must have. We have charged up our credit cards and not saved for the rainy days...well it's raining now. The storm is here. The winds of change are blowing.
We cannot hide from ourselves any longer. We cannot waste another minute blaming others or God for any of this.

Here is what I told my class last night. Move to the eye of the storm. There is peace and calm and blue sky there. Surrender your fear to the winds. Surrender your false priorities and your desire for the things you think you can't live without. Prosperity consciousness does not come without a sense of responsibility and conscious awareness of the damage we do to the Earth. Prosperity consciousness is knowing that the universe is an abundant source of support and love for your well-being not for your personal greed for stuff that cannot be recycled, reused or renewed. We are being offered a fresh start here. Let this storm blow out the old ideas and ways of doing business. Let's all adopt the Triple bottom line in our personal lives and in our business practices. "People, Planet, Profit" in that order.

Move to the eye of the storm and re-evaluate your priorities. This is not the end of times. It is the beginning of new times.

"An Extra Year"

2008-10-04T12:50:00.000-07:00

Steven Morrison has finished his book and it's wonderful. You can read the Introduction and first chapter by going to www.anextrayear.com or just click on the link on the lower right of this page under 'links'.

"An Extra Year" is a true story, a beautiful, loving, spiritual story about loss and grief in the new age. How we can continue our relationships even after the 'death' of a loved one. Please go to his website and see what it's all about.

You are invited to his launch party November 15th in Idyllwild, California. I will be there as will other mediums and clairvoyants, friends, and of course the author. It will be great fun and I hope I see you there.

Another Kind of Prince

2008-09-30T11:13:00.000-07:00

Saudi Arabia has hundreds of princes in a family whose tree looks like more like a forest than a ficus. One of them found his way to my home for a birthday party just before 9/11. He wasn't invited by me but by the guest of honor. He was handsome, educated and dressed like everyone else. To look at him or to hear him speak, you would not imagine he grew up in the richest desert on the planet. His limo and driver waited in front of the house while he came to the door with a gift for me and one for my friend. Mine was a 25 year old bottle of scotch and Donald's, the birthday boy's, was a $2,000.00 leather jacket.

We estimated that he earned, by heritage, $240,000.00 a minute. A minute. He cannot possibly spend his trust in his lifetime or many others. For every minute oil is pumped out of the sand in his backyard, his balance grows as does all of his brother's, cousin's, and future children.

He and I shared a drink and private conversation out on my deck while the party guests were playing a drinking game inside. He was gracious and kind as we discussed the political differences of our countries. We discussed the differences of our criminal justice system and our governments financial systems. In his country, the rich are the rich and will always be the rulers. The poor are condemned, beheaded and stoned to death for infractions we tolerate on our daytime soaps.

He said he wanted change in his country. He said both of our countries had room for improvement. He said there is so much our citizens do not know about our governments actions because our media shows us only one side. We do not live as freely as we think. His family and the Bush family are business partners. He didn't say it, it's common knowledge.

I remembered our conversation last night while watching the news. It was mentioned that this bailout "catastrophe" was actually orchestrated in the White House to allow a plundering of the treasury before the election.

We may never know what really goes on behind the door of the oval office. Papers and records are sealed for decades and by then, they and we are history.

I've called my congressional representatives and told them what I think. That we don't need to sign a bill this week. We need to keep our heads, not panic and move with deliberate intention to see this for what it is.

Let's not be manipulated by fear any longer. Let's slow down, pause, before we respond.

Good Night, Sweet Prince

2008-09-28T01:27:00.000-07:00

$700,000,000,000.00

2008-09-25T15:12:00.000-07:00

It all started back when people thought they could buy a house real cheap, put in a new carpet, throw some paint on it and then double the price the next month. Greed.

"Flip that house" became a mantra! Greed.

Then the appraisers got in on the act. For a few extra dollars they would price a property up ten, twenty or a hundred grand so they could get that equity line of credit to pay off that credit card debt and put a down payment on a new car they couldn't afford....greed. Or they took money out of the equity a few months after they bought it so they could show a significant balance in their savings account to qualify for another loan they couldn't really afford to pay back, gambling on the market bubble to continue to expand. Greed.

I knew a realtor who forged W2 docs to get her clients to qualify for loans she knew they couldn't afford because she wanted to sell the house.....greed.

Of course the mortgage companies and banks played their part but don't think for one minute it is all Wall Street and our inept and corrupt government. This is a condition brought on by the idea of greed. The consciousness of greed can be as simple as not sharing our food with a hungry friend, not offering to buy a flower for the lonely old lady across the street, or not going to that fund raiser for back packs for school kids.

Are you ever selfish? Do you ever withold compliments and appreciation? Did you say no to the $10 donation asked of you for the "Stand Up For Cancer" campaign? How many times have you splurged on yourself, your kids, your house, your car wash, and walked right by a homeless woman sitting on the ground in front of the 7-11? A million homeless in America. Hundreds of thousands hungry, in America. Have you ever taken a tax deduction that was "slightly" inflated in hopes you wouldn't be audited?
Have you ever taken more than you have given in your business practice? Over charging clients, or standing silently by while your boss does or your company does? Have you ever taken sick days for a vacation or vacationed on the company bill because you could get away with it? Ever take home supplies from the office for your kids school project? I know these seems like incidental violations but the energy of these actions are not confined to your space.

You only have to turn on reality television to see the greed and cheating and angry judgements of the average citizen. So, even if you are not guilty of ever cheating, lying, or taking more than you give, there a thousand others out there who are and it is up to each of us to be the vibration of the change that needs to start the shift for honesty.

This current economic condition is a reflection of a universal mindset. We are all responsible for it. It is the consciousness of greed and we are all part of the problem when we hold the energy of desire for things above the desire for Peace.

The world is a reflection of you. The way out is to look at the buttons that are being pushed while watching the news and reading the papers. What are the words you've been using this week? How are you judging the leaders, the CEO's the administration? Are you blaming the homeowners or the banks? Are you calling them idiots and greedy bastards? I've heard and read a great deal of outrage and I understand it and I believe it is justified, but I also believe that nothing happens on the big stage that doesn't start in the mass consciousness.

Identify your buttons, and go inside and look to see if the shoe fits your foot. When have you been dishonest? When have you given less than you received? Where do you hold the energy of guilt, greed or resentment? Have to spent more on your home, your plastic doodads from WalMart, your car washes and wardrobe than you can afford? How far into debt have you gone? How much more do you spend a month than you bring in? How much have you helped charitable organizations or local schools? I have more friends than I can count who are in debt to credit card companies and banks for over and above the amount the earn every year. This is why it pushes their buttons that CEO's and Corporations have been so irresponsible and greedy because inside, they know, that they too have been fiscally irresponsible and greedy, wanting more back than they put in.

We are being called to heal our collective guilt and greedy consciousness. We are being called by Spirit to simplify our lives and correct our vision and our point of attraction. How many plastic doodads do you need from WalMart anyway? How many shoes can a person wear? How big and new does your car have to be? How many cars do you have to have? How much do you think you have to spend on fancier wheels, make-up, bigger homes and clothes?

The average American has a 0 balance in their savings account. This isn't new. This has been the truth for several decades. It's not because of recent economic downfall. Money comes in and we go shopping. It's the American way. A few days after 9/11 President George W. Bush got on the television and told us not to change out lifestyle....go shopping. We don't even have to leave our homes to do it. We can sit in front of the television or computer and spend thousands without even getting dressed. We are an addicted society. It's time for some cold turkey, tough love.

I think this will be our greatest hour when we look in the mirror and decide to stop the insane borrowing and spending that has gotten us into this situation. We are not victims of a market gone mad. We are the puppets that buy the advertizing message that more stuff will make us happy, pretty, loveable, desireable, get us more friends, sex, power, and make us feel better about ourselves. We are ALL the problem and.....the good news is....we are all the solution.

If we change the energy of our emotions and thoughts and actions, we can shift the global experience. Garner the collective anger and use it to take action on a personal level as well as in your community.

1. Forgive yourself for any overt action you have taken in your past that was not aligned with honesty and love. (See Climb For Atonement)

2. Make a budget to pay off your debt before you buy one more toy, dish, blanket or chair, and stick to it.

3. Plan a holiday around your community food bank list. When buying a toy for the Toy Drive, choose one that doesn't encourage war and violence (guns and video games), petty consumption (Barbie and Monster Trucks) or can't be recylced.

4. Rule of Five. Go out and take five actions of anonymous giving.

2008-09-17T15:39:00.001-07:00

My daughter is celebrating her 33rd birthday this weekend. My 88 year old mother is celebrating the new high profile toilet I had installed in her bathroom today. Shanon will receive her birthday card tomorrow with a check for her to buy the skin care products she loves from Arbonne. My mother will be thrilled that I am painting her bathroom this weekend. My daughter is expecting me to come to Phoenix again next month to help her with the kids because she now has two jobs outside of the home. One, teaching pre-school, and the other as a server at Red Robin. My mother expects me to sit with her as she watches Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy. My daughter would love it if I would build her a new headboard.

I'm at the 'between' stage of my life. Between taking care of my mother, who has dementia and supporting my daughter and grandchildren. I drive or fly between Phoenix and Los Angeles every six weeks or so. I'm beginning to feel the pinch.....the squeeze between two powerful forces....dedicated mother and responsible daughter.

What do I really want? Do I want to sell my condo in Redondo Beach and move to Phoenix to be closer to my babies? Do I want to keep my mother happy in the home she recognizes as long as she still can? Do I move to Denver or Oregon and build a 'green' home with plenty of land for a vegetable garden and chicken coop for fresh eggs and well for spring water? I have some thinking to do.

Deepak Chopra on Sarah Palin

2008-09-08T08:58:00.000-07:00

Deepak Chopra

Obama and the Palin Effect

Sometimes politics has the uncanny effect of mirroring the national
psyche even when nobody intended to do that. This is perfectly
illustrated by the rousing effect that Gov. Sarah Palin had on the
Republican convention in Minneapolis this week. On the surface, she
outdoes former Vice President Dan Quail as an unlikely choice, given
her negligent parochial expertise in the complex affairs of
governing. Her state of Alaska has less than 700,000 residents,
which reduces the job of governor to the scale of running one-tenth
of New York City. By comparison, Rudy Gillian is a towering
international figure. Palin's pluck has been admired, and her
forthrightness, but her real appeal goes deeper.

She is the reverse of Barrack Obama, in essence his shadow,
deriding his idealism and exhorting people to obey their worst
impulses. In psychological terms the shadow is that part of the
psyche that hides out of sight, countering our aspirations, virtue,
and vision with qualities we are ashamed to face: anger, fear,
revenge, violence, selfishness, and suspicion of "the other." For
millions of Americans, Obama triggers those feelings, but they
don't want to express them. He is calling for us to reach for our
higher selves, and frankly, that stirs up hidden reactions of an
unsavory kind. (Just to be perfectly clear, I am not making a
verbal play out of the fact that Sen. Obama is black. The shadow is
a metaphor widely in use before his arrival on the scene.) I
recognize that psychological analysis of politics is usually not
welcome by the public, but I believe such a perspective can be
helpful here to understand Palin's message. In her acceptance
speech Gov. Palin sent a rousing call to those who want to
celebrate their resistance to change and a higher vision.

Look at what she stands for:
-- Small town values -- a denial of America's global role, a
return to petty, small-minded parochialism.
-- Ignorance of world affairs -- a repudiation of the need to
repair America's image abroad.
-- Family values -- a code for walling out anybody who makes a
claim for social justice. Such strangers, being outside the family,
don't need to be heeded.
-- Rigid stands on guns and abortion -- a scornful repudiation
that these issues can be negotiated with those who disagree.
-- Patriotism -- the usual fallback in a failed war.
-- Reform -- an italicized term, since in addition to cleaning out
corruption and excessive spending, one also throws out anyone who
doesn't fit your ideology.

Palin reinforces the overall message of the reactionary right,
which has been in play since 1980, that social justice is
liberal-radical, that minorities and immigrants, being different
from "us" pure American types, can be ignored, that progressivism
takes too much effort and globalize is a foreign threat. The
radical right marches under the banners of "I'm all right, Jack,"
and "Why change? Everything's OK as it is." The irony, of course,
is that Gov. Palin is a woman and a reactionary at the same time.
She can add mom to apple pie on her resume, while blithely
reversing forty years of feminist progress. The irony is
superficial; there are millions of women who stand on the side of
conservatism, however obviously they are voting against their own
good. The Republicans have won multiple national elections by
raising shadow issues based on fear, rejection, hostility to
change, and narrow-mindedness.

Obama's call for higher ideals in politics can't be seen in a
vacuum. The shadow is real; it was bound to respond. Not just
conservatives possess a shadow -- we all do. So what comes next is
a contest between the two forces of progress and inertia. Will the
shadow win again, or has its furtive appeal become exhausted? No
one can predict. The best thing about Gov. Palin is that she
brought this conflict to light, which makes the upcoming debate
honest. It would be a shame to elect another Reagan, whose smiling
persona was a stalking horse for the reactionary forces that have
brought us to the demoralized state we are in. We deserve to see
what we are getting, without disguise.

2008-09-08T08:55:00.001-07:00

http://www.veteransforpeace.org/

2008-09-08T08:51:00.001-07:00

http://www.democracynow.org/

2008-09-08T08:47:00.003-07:00

The Mud Slingers of Political Conventions

2008-09-05T11:08:00.000-07:00

Blah, blah, blah.....I am so sick of hearing them lie, lie and lie some more.

Barack Obama said that John McCain claims $5,000,000 personal income to be the level we should measure the average American family before taxing them. McCain was obviously kidding when he made that statement and even said so right after he said it. But Obama used it anyway as McCain predicted he would.

McCain lied when he said Obama's plan will raise taxes on all Americans. Obama's plan does no such thing.

Palin lied when she said Obama has never passed any legislation and falsely claimed (again) to have opposed the Bridge To Nowhere .

Biden lied when he said Obama has been right about everything while McCain has been wrong.

I'm so sick of the lies and mud slinging.

Bill Clinton lied when he said he never had sex with that woman. What woman hasn't he had sex with...I mean besides me?

Hillary Clinton lied when she claimed she was under sniper fire in Bosnia and that she didn't know about the FALN pardons.

How do you know a polititian is lying? Their lips are moving.

And don't even get me started on Keith Olberman and Rush Limbaugh, Bill O'Reilly and Chris Mathews. Blah, Blah and more blah!

It's not about the issues, as McCain's manager said, it's about personalities. What? Excuse me? It's not about the economy, the environment, foreign policies, national security, illegal immigration, failing education, health care and social security? No? Reeeeaally?

So, its about Palin's prego unmarried daughter, Obama's church, McCain's "maverick" label,(anger management problem if you ask me.) and on and on. I don't care! I want someone who will address the ISSUES clearly, precisely with vision and real solutions without the anger, lies, finger pointing, blame, deceit, bribes, and MUD SLINGING!

I guess it's true. I'm an idealist. I somehow thought we Americans were better than this. Yet, still, after these two ridiculous conventions and the two years of positioning leading up to them, I still love my country, even though I am often embarrassed about our behavior.

Worthiness

2008-08-28T15:34:00.000-07:00

The Importance of Feeling Worthy

The Source of All That Is, is a loving vibration of Peace, Love, and Joyous acceptance of and for YOU! The Great Spirit loves you just as you love your children.. Would you not throw yourself in front of a train to protect your children? Would you not climb the highest mountain for them to have all that they need to feel happy and complete? The love that Great Spirit has for you is a constant love, never ceasing, never wavering. The Divine Matrix of intelligence and creativity is a constant supply of abundant positivity. The only thing that separates you from that powerful love and joy is your own belief of unworthiness. The energy of love is flowing all around you and when you allow it, it will flow into you. Drop the act of not being deserving. Drop the act of punishment and imperfection. There is no punishment but the punishment we inflict on ourselves. Feeling worthy of the Universal Love comes down to a choice. If you feel you have “sinned” and deserve to be punished then you will continue to separate yourself from that glorious feeling of Unconditional Love. We tend to focus on our mistakes and imperfections rather than on the positive attributes we carry with us everyday.

Remember this: The word ‘sin’ is an Old English archery term and it means, “Off the mark.”

What are the things you can do to feel more worthy of connecting to Spirit?

1. Blessing others for one hour.

2. Climb for Atonement

3. Write down all of your personal qualities and unselfish acts you have performed in your life that give you a feeling of self pride. Self pride is very different from false pride. Self pride is about honoring your true nature of goodness and worthiness of love and appreciation. It could be anything from rescuing an animal, planting a seed, watering your neighbors lawn and taking in their mail and newspapers, giving money to a homeless person, smiling at an unhappy child, giving an unexpected gift, giving an unsolicited compliment, …..write them all down….keep writing until you feel worthy. Go all the way back to kindergarten, when you made a clay ashtray for your mother with unspoiled love. List them all, big and small and keep writing until you begin to remember your goodness and your worthiness. Include all statements like, “I am funny. I use humor to lighten up others.” “I am generous with praise.” “I read to my children even though I feel too tired to do so, because I love them. I am a good mother/father.” “I’ve been a good friend.” “I am creative.” These are the gifts and qualities of your spirit and Spirit wants you to acknowledge your gifts, talents and qualities. If you need help with this process go ask your loved ones, friends and family to offer up three things they appreciate and know about you.

4. Rule of Five: Go out right now and do 5 anonymous good deeds. It can be sending a card to someone signed, “Someone who loves you.” You can send 5 if you want. Or bake some cookies for a local hospital or nursing home and drop them off without your name or need for attention or thanks. Have an old back pack? Fill it with your half empty shampoos and lotions you never use and hand it off to a homeless shelter. Take a blanket to a homeless person. Put a secret message in a book at your local library that will leave someone with a good feeling. Next time you drive through a Starbucks or McDonalds, pay for the person behind you to have a free cup of coffee or soft drink. Go plant a tree. Be creative. It will amplify your feelings of worthiness. Next time you shop at Costco pick up an extra case of canned fruit or vegetables and drop them off at your local food bank or church. Be of service anonymously FIVE times in one day and you will shift your feelings of deservingness.

5. Look around nature and count all the things that you find beautiful. Every blade of grass, cloud, flower, animal, tree, breeze and keep counting the gifts that Source or Great Spirit has given you because you do deserve.

How do you want to do it?

2008-08-22T10:54:00.001-07:00

How are you feeling? Feeling good? Feeling empowered? Did you remember to remember that the Divine Matrix of Universal Love and Wisdom is responding to you right now? Don't want to call it that? Would you rather call it God? Divine Intelligence? Personal Brain Power? Higher Self? Source? Great Spirit? The Force? Call it whatever feels right to you. IT IS. That's all you need to know and trust. It always is.....responding to you. Every minute of everyday, 24/7. It is duplicating what you are thinking and feeling into your present physical experience. What you put out, you draw back to you. Kinda like a boomerang. The Divine Matrix, I call God and I sometimes call The Force, is always drawing to you more of what you are putting your attention on. Oh dear.... You might want to shift your perspective and your emotions and your thoughts to how you want to feel. Ask your divine team of spirits to tell you the best way to manage your situation. Ask for clarity. Ask for guidance. Declare your intentions and ask if they are in alignment with your greatest good. You may receive a 'no' answer. You may receive a 'yes'. But you will receive direction if you ask for it. You might hear, "Trust that you are not alone." Sometimes just recognizing that you don't do anything alone is sufficient to shift your vibration a little, a baby step. If you want direction, ask for it and wait to see the answer. Feel what it feels like to Trust that there is a spirit present with you right now....perhaps many. I often see mulitple guides and angels around my clients when I do readings. I see thier family and loved ones, sometimes their pets and children. They love being around you, listening and feeling you and amplifying your intentions. Ask yourself what you've been putting your attention on. Are you vibrating at trust? Can you start Trusting that when you connect with the Divine you are heard, you are loved, you are guided and you are empowered? You can know and trust that when you engage in a partnership with the Divine, you are loved, protected, healed, and empowered with the ability to create your experiences deliberately! Consciously and deliberatly choose the beliefs you want to have. Choose the ones that will lift you, like, "This is all going to resolve in a way that is beneficial to me and everyone involved." When you believe it and accept it and trust that it is so, then so it is. Let the universe respond to that!

Let go of the beliefs that hinder you. Let go of the lower vibrations right now and put your attention on your relationship with Spirit! Amplify your desires. Choose to believe in your highest good. Suspend all doubt. Trust completely. Have faith. The great teacher Jesus said that the miracles he performed were things we could do and that we could do much more. So start believing in your ability to create what you prefer. "I am Prosperity. I am INTUITIVE. Everything always works out perfectly for me. I am divinely guided to experience my highest good. I am always healthy. I want to feel more loving and lovable today and everyday! I want to respond to life with YES! Yes to love. Yes to radiant health. Yes to abundant prosperity. Yes to fun. Yes to patience. Yes to faith and trust and wisdom. Yes, to spiritual guidance. Yes to healthy relationships. Yes to success. Yes to a renewed country and continent and planet. The universe always responds to you. If you say yes more often, you will more likely get yes right back.

Try it, you'll like it. Experiment with it. You've got nothing to lose but sadness, depression, guilt, fear, illness, poverty, blah blah blah. >grins< That's right folks. Go play with it, and watch for the positive evidence that Spirit always responds.

Holding On

2008-08-19T17:51:00.000-07:00

What are you holding onto? What feelings are you addicted to? What emotions repeatedly surface in your body even when you want to just relax and meditate? Have you ever said to yourself, "I'm going to sit and relax and meditate about peace and love." then jumped up to get something done and found yourself agitated about something else? That is your first clue that you are holding onto something your lower and middle self mind does not want to acknowledge. You find yourself in front of your computer, television or refrigerator or out on the patio with a cigarette in your mouth. These are the distractions we use to avoid feeling what we are holding onto.

We have an experience, maybe not so great, we feel angry, unsupported, unsafe, afraid, bitter, blame, blah, blah, blah....then we blow it up and make it really big, like a huge helium balloon full of our shouts, screams and cries. We fill it with our feelings of revenge and remorse and rage. We tie a rope to it and hold on for dear life because we never know when we may want to revisit that injustice. We end up walking around holding onto dozens of ropes with all of our disappointing experiences, our embarrassing moments, our shame, guilt and blame and whenever we want to just sit down and relax....we can't...we are holding on very tightly to the ropes of our past experiences.

LET THEM GO! more on this later...I have a class starting in a few minutes...

Okay, I'm back.

So, imagine all of these massive balloons that hold your stories and emotions. Some are larger than others. A few may be as large as a Goodyear Blimp. We say things to ourselves and to anyone who will listen, that we are victims of such and such. We have proof and evidence if not chilling stories of neglect, abandonment, abuse, thievery, grief and heartbreak. We say things like, "I'm angry." "I'm sad." "I am furious!" "I am heartbroken.", as if your emotions are who you are. We own our emotions and wear them and revisit them. We hold onto them as a badge of some kind. Suffering becomes proof that we exist. "See my pain?"

Emotions are an energy and energy is transmuttable. Our emotions are supposed to be experienced, allowed and released. Emotions are designed to be temporary. They have a beginning, a middle and an end. But, somehow, in our intellectual evolution, we decided to analyse them, dissect them, focus on them and show and tell them. On one hand, that can be therapeutic, if, and this is a big "if", we use the opportunity to experience the emotion to it's completion.

I had a traumatic experience when I was a little girl. It was a near death experience at the hands of a family member. I was terrified but I was not allowed to cry about it. I was hushed. It was to be a secret. I was not allowed to feel my fear to it's conclusion. Many years later, as a young adult, I began experiencing panic attacks. The fear was re-asserting itself, because that is how energy moves. The experience was just the story. The story was unimportant except to bring up the emotion for it to be experienced and released. Once I finally confronted my panic attacks by asking my Higher Self from where it originated, I realized what was happening. I took a few minutes to process the energy (emotion) without responding to it. I allowed myself to feel that energy I had labeled as "bad" which was just an emotion we call fear, and as it moved through my body I allowed it to do what it needed to do. It took no more than 50 seconds for it to lift off of my body, like letting go of the rope attached to a balloon, it lifting away and was over. I never had another panic attack.

I've written about this process before but it is worth repeating.

If you can't sleep without the television on, if you can't rest quietly for 20 minutes without music, a book, something to distract you, you may want to ask yourself what it is you are trying to avoid feeling. Feel it without responding to it. Feel it, observe it as an energy, a creation of sorts, ...like a work of art, and allow yourself, give yourself permission to let go of the grip you have on that experience. Set yourself free.

"The Book of Runes"

2008-08-16T18:23:00.001-07:00

Gebo
Partnership
A Gift

Drawing this Rune is an indication that Partnership in some form is at hand. But you are put on notice not to collapse yourself into that union. For true Partnership is only achieved by separate and whole beings who retain their uniqueness even as they unite. Remember to let the winds of Heaven dance between you.

There is another realm of Partnership that we are being called to consider. For the path of partnership can lead you to the realization of a still greater union--union with the Higher Self, union with the Divine. the ultimate gift of this Rune is the realization of the Divine in all things: God always enters into equal partnerships.

Gebo, the Rune of Partnership, has no Reverse: It signifies the gift of freedom from which flow all other gifts.

"The Healing Runes"

2008-08-16T14:34:00.001-07:00

Gebo
Trust

This is a Rune of restoration. It calls for the rebuilding of belief in yourself, in your life and, if you have fallen away, in your relationship with the Divine.

It has been said that faith is not belief without proof, but rather trust without reservation, and that trust, when cared for and respected, encourages the self to blossom. Trust is divine medicine.

For some, drawing this Rune asks you to show trust in a present situation. For others, it calls for embracing the changes you are facing with trust and wisdom.

If this Rune applies to your relationship with yourself, know that love grows when trust is present. And in relationships of the heart, remember that I love you and I trust you are two stones for crossing the same stream.

On the other hand, if trust is lacking in your life, consider what you can do to restore it, or to create it where it never was. For trust is the foundation upon which we build our lives and do God's work in the world. However oppressive or painful the moment may seem, this rune urges you to have faith and to know that, as you heal, you will be able to trust again.

Look at it this way: Each time you face the issue of trust, you are being asked to grow. When you push through your fears and trust your feelings, you do grow --- and trust grows in you.

Receiving this Rune, you are encouraged to take the first step, to reclaim the lost trust you once cherished and thrived upon. We are born to live our lives in trust. Let no one tell you differently.

Know thyself was the counsel of the Oracle at Delphi in ancient Greece. Now, at the close of the twentieth century [and the beginning of the twenty-first] to those wise words let us add: Trust and heal thyself.

Persevere in your journey, and trust in your healing process, for both are uniquely yours and as individual as fingerprints and snowflakes.

Whenever this Rune comes to you, remember the wise teacher, the one that speaks from the silence within us.

The breath of heaven is everywhere trust is.

A Beautiful Storm

2008-08-15T13:48:00.001-07:00

A short but powerful thunderstorm blew through Los Angeles last night. It was spectacular. The wonderful steamy fragrance of summer rain is one of my favorite experiences. Combine that with the lightening show and ground shaking thunder and there's no need for anything else but perhaps a glass of iced tea.

August is my least favorite month of the year for a number of reasons so I had to find some August experiences to be grateful for today. I am grateful for the summer storm last night. I am grateful for my beautiful garden that is drinking up all the sunlight. I am grateful for summer dresses and cute sandals and painted toes. I am grateful that the football season has started with preseason games. I'm grateful for watermelon, cherries and nectarines. Life is good.