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Friday, April 30, 2010

A Fairy Tale With Love

Once upon a time there was a slightly gullible student who was seeking enlightenment. Touring facebook one day she came across a motherly white haired lady who claimed to be a fairy froggymother. The student liked what the fairy said and became her friend. It was not long before another friend of the fairy, a coyote whose only attire was a beige cowboy hat, asked to be the student’s friend too.

The slightly gullible student was a happy camper. Now she had two new friends. Life was good! A very positive relationship between the student and the coyote quickly grew. A relationship between the student and the fairy froggymother also grew, but the energy was not entirely positive. The fairy asked so many personal questions of the student that she became suspicious of her motives.

The student repeatedly asked her who she really was and could not obtain a plausible answer. The fairy finally got tired of the game and left in a huff. She was just in the way anyway, the student decided after contemplation.

Now this leaves the coyote, wearing the beige cowboy hat, and the student seeking enlightenment, to finish the story. The coyote was really very kind at heart and helped the student understand that she was in charge of her own life and whatever she saw was real. There was no need to defend her view to anyone. The student was so grateful that her heart filled with love. She felt it would explode it was so full. She could not help expressing her feelings to the coyote.

The coyote ran like a scared chicken and disappeared from the face of the earth. Of course, the student seeking enlightenment was crushed and accepted the blame for what happened. She tried everything to get the coyote to come back because she couldn’t get him out of her mind. He became the center of her life for several weeks. Then one day she woke up and realized that she was giving a coyote, wearing a beige cowboy hat, who ran like a chicken, control of her life. No more!!

The moral of this story is: When you allow anyone else to take over your life you will get exactly what you are asking for- a pile of chicken shit!

Although this allegory was written in jest it is absolutely true. It describes an experience I recently survived.

Little Boys Grow Up

Excerpt from my book Wake Up!

The Riverwalk is the best place I know to learn about life absolutely free. The sights and sounds coming from the park have helped inspire much of my recent creativity. I love to take quiet walks and try to see things from God’s point of view.

One day I had just finished feeding the birds breadcrumbs along the path and was approaching the bridge by the church. Suddenly a small boy of about four or five came running across the bridge. He seemed to be afraid. When he saw me he yelled out that he needed help. I stopped to see what I could do.

My first thought was that a child had fallen into the water. I began to worry as I do not know CPR. As the young boy got closer, I automatically knelt down and opened my arms. He pretty much fell into them. He was crying and as I wiped his tears away with my finger I asked what was wrong.

When he stopped crying he frantically told me some older children had been chasing him and had threatened to beat him up. I didn’t see anyone else near by and asked him if he was alone. He looked around and said his uncle was on the other side of the pond.

The boy stayed right where he was, sitting on my knee and snuggled in so close I could feel the warmth of his body. I wouldn’t have deserted him for a million dollars. This young child had paid me the highest compliment any adult could receive. He trusted me to help him.

When his uncle arrived he quietly picked him up. He looked back at me and simply said, “Thank you lady.”

I smiled and silently thanked God for giving me the opportunity to help teach this little boy to trust. Somewhere in his subconscious this memory will be stored for future reference. I know I will never forget the warmth I felt inside that day.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Family is More than Biology

To the majority of people family means mother, father, siblings etc. My life is just a little different. My parents are deceased and I have lost track of any surviving uncles, aunts or cousins. In recent years I have realized that family is much more than biology. Friends are what make up most of my family today. They are the people in my life who really care about my welfare and take the time to see the person I have become. They not only see that person, but encourage me to be even better than I am.

Living in a small town for over thirty years has created a sense of family that is difficult to accomplish in a big city. Because I have been involved in my community as a volunteer for many years I have acquired a multitude of friends from all walks of life. It gives me a warm feeling to go into any store in town and have people not only know who I am, but stop to talk to me.

My family increased by leaps and bounds when I decided to open a facebook account a few months ago. Wow talk about a big family! I am amazed at the number of souls who have sent friend requests. Of course, as with anything the relationships are sometimes short lived and some do not work out at all. The two most important words on facebook are confirm, meaning to give formal approval and delete, meaning to destroy or take out. Oh what power one finger possesses!

If you don’t take delete personally it all works out in the end. When you think about the millions of possibilities for friendship one delete is a minuscule drop in the bucket. When this happens I just move on and seek a healthier connection.

Today I am grateful that I have such a colorful conglomeration of universal family members. They add strength and positive energy to my being every single day. If it were not for the love my friends provide I would be a very lonely soul.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Me, Myself and I

In the last few weeks I have promoted other authors, poets, lyricists, musicians, bloggers, friends and even spirits residing in another realm. Today it is all about me and promoting the wondrous gift of inspirational writing that I possess. I believe the big difference between my take on the world and what the majority of writers offer is brevity. I choose my words carefully and use as few as possible to make my point.

A good portion of those supposedly in the know and evolved beyond the norm are just plain boring. They go on and on and I often wonder if they even remember what they are trying to say. Is it really necessary to use every word in the dictionary to impress their audience? Or are they simply trying to convince their own being that they are intelligent? Something to think about isn’t it?

Anyway, back to me. My reading audience will never find anything I write beyond the intelligence of an ordinary human being, because those are the people I write for. Several years ago my mentor, Marilyne, suggested I read read read and “pad” my writing with my own experiences. She was absolutely right! Everyone knows truth is stranger than fiction. My life experiences have been much like a tasty smorgasbord. There is no need to make anything up. There is something for everyone.

Now let’s move on to the nitty gritty of today’s blog. I have two published books, Wake Up! (2004) ISBN: 1-4137-1689-X and A Gathering of Spirit (2005) ISBN: 1-4137-8203-5. Both books offer a combination of personal experiences and true life stories, obtained through interviews, featuring residents of Cibola County, New Mexico. Most of the life stories were first published in the Cibola County Beacon, where I did an educational stint as a columnist. The books can be ordered from Publish America, Amazon, any book store or if you are short of money, borrowed from the public library.

Since publishing my second book I have been working on a manuscript, A Hole in the Middle…the Journey of an Enlightened Egotist; currently being offered as a read only word CD for a minimal price of $5.00, which includes shipping in the US. The project is now 70 pages packed full of the experiences that have resulted in my current spiritual evolvement. It chronicles the path I took to get from there to here!

Anyone interested in the CD please send me an email: begunn37@q.com and we will exchange pertinent information.

Okay that’s about it my friends. I feel better now that I have taken the time to promote myself for a change. Happy reading to you all and have a great day!

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Marilyne Mabery- author, friend, mentor

While toying with today’s subject I received an unexpected email from my friend and mentor Marilyne V. Mabery. Her message was, “I finally took the time to read (tour) your wonderful blog. It gave me a deep glimpse into your mind set and the enchanted gifts that have moved you forward in the past dozen years. You are brutally honest with yourself and your readers, something I believe all gifted writers try to do. You have access to tools that allow you to frame your text in a very efficient style that is reader friendly. I was impressed.”

Marilyne believes “to be a writer one must write daily as it is an action verb”. We have been friends since the mid 90’s and we also share a very close spiritual bond. She is the published author of three award winning non fiction books written for the National Park Service on New Mexico’s El Malpais and the Navajo people. She wrote the documentary Feathers in the Wind seen on PBS, and numerous romance books under the pen name Gale Storm for Zumaya Publications. Also to her credit is Inner Cycles of Health; Living with MS.

Her impact on my life is why Marilyne’s unsolicited critique of my blog means so much to me. She recognized that I was born to be an inspirational writer well before I had a clue. She has never ever told me what to do, but she has always been available for help and support when I have needed her. She just seems to pop up at the right time, no doubt due to our very strong universal connection.

Marilyne has not had an easy life. She was diagnosed with MS as a young girl and over the years the disease has caused her to spend more time in hospitals than at home. No matter how much pain she has endured she has never stopped writing. I believe it is what keeps her in the present and helps her mind accept the horrors of her illness. She is currently writing a metaphysical book written with her long time pen pal, Walt.

I am grateful to have been selected as the soul she would mentor. I have learned much from my friend about writing in particular and about life in general. Thank you Marilyne for taking the time to help me learn and grow. I love you my friend stay well!

Monday, April 26, 2010

Follow the Light

One day I took a pad and pencil to the park intending to write down my thoughts. As I glanced upward into the evening sky, images began parading in front of a lacy see through cloud. Then I saw a very bright light emerging from its center. It produced a pipeline that touched the hood of my car on the driver’s side.

Pale prism colors of green and pink were spaced here and there on the light, slightly resembling a ladder. A pale green aura framed its length on both sides. The image gave off a sense of peaceful energy and quietly commanded my attention.

The next night as I was driving through town the light reappeared and again attached itself to my car. This time it was pure white and appeared much brighter, as if the source was demanding that I pay attention. It was like a parent who at first spoke quietly and was then forced to raise their voice saying, “Listen to me!”

On the third night I followed the light and became so intrigued that it seemed as though someone else was doing the driving. There was no fear, only simple faith that what I was following was all good. A feeling of warmth filled me up. Even though it sometimes seems that nobody appreciates what I am doing I believe God took unusual measures to assure me that he does and is lighting my path.

(Today I try to recall this experience on days when I doubt that sharing my experiences through my writing is making a difference in anyone's life. All I can do is keep doing what I am doing and allow the universe to do the rest.)

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Favorite Spirit Photo



Of all the spirit photos I have taken this is my favorite titled, "Anna". Although there are several images, the one in the middle is my spirit guide and he does resemble Clark Gable. Thanks for showing up Richard! I love you.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Cemetery Spirits

(excerpt from "A Hole in the Middle")

Shortly before Easter 2006 I was given a surprise I was not expecting. Although he later denied it I have a strong feeling that my guide Richard was in on it.

While writing one day a message was planted in my mind that I could not ignore. I stopped what I was doing to perform the task that was suggested.

I cut the only three daffodils growing in my yard, placed them in a plastic cup, added glass pebbles and water and started my car. My destination was the cemetery near my home. After parking the car I picked up the container of flowers and walked to the grave of a young woman who had died of cancer several years earlier. I had a strong spiritual connection with the girl that I did not fully understand.

Kneeling at her grave I placed the flowers on the headstone. I quietly asked, “Can you help?” Instantly two voices coming from the back of the cemetery repeated a variation of my question. The first was female and it was closely followed by a male, both asking, “Can you help me?”

I could clearly see that I was the only human in the cemetery. Startled, I quickly returned to the safety of my car. During the next few months I tried to figure out who the voices were and what they wanted me to do for them. I finally realized they were spirits who wanted me to tell the humans they had left behind that communication with them was possible if one believes.

The spirit photographs I was taking began to make sense. They were a tool to give credibility to what I was being asked to do. The only question was would I comply with the request? I had come this far I might as well go all the way. My answer was yes.

Friday, April 23, 2010

A Spirit Guide With Character

(The following is the introduction to my self-published CD "A Hole in the Middle...Journey of an Enlightened Egotist".)

In 1999 I was a very angry wife and mother of three grown children. I hated everything about my life. I especially hated the fact that I had smoked for 40 years and desperately wanted to quit. At that time I did not understand that my nicotine addiction started because I needed a best friend. When I began smoking nobody said anything about it causing illness or death. The saddest fact is that I didn’t even enjoy the nasty habit.

After trying for months to quit on my own I pleaded with God to send someone to help me. I apparently did the right thing because soon after my request, along came a spirit, whom I later named Richard. Although I now believe he has been in my life since my childhood I was not consciously aware that he existed until I asked for help.

It took several years to fully appreciate our relationship. He is patient, understanding, non-judgmental, strong, encouraging, mischievous and projects a unique sense of humor. I have been told that he thinks of himself as a Clark Gable type and he is probably right.

With Richard’s guidance I have been on an incredible journey to rid my soul of negative energy. If it were not for our partnership I would still be the angry wife and mother that I was ten years ago. God made an excellent choice when he matched up our souls and I am grateful for the extraordinary gift of communication that has resulted from the paring. Richard will always be my idea of a best friend.

(I gave Richard a well earned vacation about a year ago and since I haven't "seen" him much since I think he feels I can now take care of myself by myself!)

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Pure Love ~channeled poem~

Several years ago I awoke one morning with this numinous poem in my mind. I quickly turned on my computer and wrote it down. I knew if I had not done that it would be lost forever. I believe it is a perfect poem in the category of the Lords Prayer. For many years I never took credit for its creation because it was a channeled gift from an unknown source.

Due to my recent spiritual evolvement I have changed my opinion. Yes it was channeled, but now I believe it came from my own soul mind. Please enjoy this perfect offering from the ethereal world to you.


~Pure Love~

I will love you forever and ever

I will defend you against your enemies

I will support you when you are weak

I will cry with you when you are hurt

I will warn you when I see danger

I will teach you anything I know

I will listen quietly while you teach me

I will pray for you and with you

I will hold you when you need comfort

I will feed you when you are hungry

I will help you live but will not live for you

I will respect your right to your freedom

I will love you forever and ever.


Barbara Loure` Gunn




Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Always

I'll be loving you always
With a love that's true always
When the things you've planned
Need a helping hand,
I will understand always.

Days may not be fair always
That's when I'll be there always
Not for just an hour,
Not for just a day,
Not for just a year,
But always.

I'll be loving you always
With a love that's true always
When the things you've planned
Need a helping hand
I'll be loving you always.

Always
by Irving Berlin

Now for the modern day version of always offered
by my young friend Marc Hollis from the UK.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Richard Bach's Magic

My gift of words was inspired by author Richard Bach, whose ability to take his reading audience with him on magical spiritual journeys amazes and delights me. My first taste of his remarkable talent was Illusions, loaned to me by a friend who also had a hand in my spiritual evolvement.

As the little book was handed to me I was told it was about an auto mechanic who became a reluctant messiah. By the time I had finished reading it I had fallen in love with Bach’s writing style. I believe it was the spark that caused me to pursue a dream I didn’t even know I had. Of course I went on to read several of his other books including: Jonathan Livingston Seagull, One and my personal favorite Bridge Across Forever.

I think every writer was inspired by an author somewhere in their past. Maybe it was someone famous maybe not. Bach’s style influenced the writing style of my first published book Wake Up! My book can be read from any spot cover to cover and it will make sense to the reader. That’s quite an accomplishment for a first time author, especially since I was simply following my intuition. Back then I knew nothing about writing a book.

Another lesson I learned from Bach’s writing is always write from your heart. Write what you believe in and the world just might believe it too. Over the years I have gotten by with a lot, especially as a columnist for the Cibola County Beacon in Grants, NM. A sneaky writer can slip ideas in that others are reluctant to challenge. Sometimes it makes me laugh. I don’t ever lie, but I have been known to bend the rules just a little because it keeps people on their toes. Somebody has to do it!

So today I owe Richard Bach and his slightly off kilter mind a great big thank you. If it were not for him you just might be reading a completely blank page today!

Monday, April 19, 2010

Friends are a Universal Gift

Growing up I had very few friends. Of course, I assumed there was something wrong with me. It had to be that I was not as smart, as attractive, as rich, as athletic, as talented or as who knows what else as my peers were. It never occurred to me until recently that the problem might be all in my mind.

When you do not believe in yourself how can you possibly expect anyone else to believe in you? I knew that and in fact wrote it somewhere in one of my published books. Simple words aren’t they? Today I wonder why it took me so long to accept them. Not believing in me led to collecting all sorts of garbage, attaching itself like an anchor, keeping me buried in muck most of my life.

Today I look in my mirror and see a very special soul looking back at me. What happened you ask? It was a combination of many things, books I have read, movies I have seen, conversations I have listened to, experiences both positive and negative and most of all the help of caring friends, some of whom probably did not even know that they had helped evolve my soul.

In 2003 Mitch Albom wrote a wonderful book, the Five People You Meet in Heaven. If you haven’t read it you missed a great opportunity to spruce up your belief about why you are here. The main plot suggests that during our earth journey there are five pivotal souls who enter our life and change it forever. These souls can be relatives, loved ones, friends or just the guy on the street where you live. In the book the souls were not revealed until the person was back in heaven.

Wondering who those souls might be in my life is a game. Right at this moment there are at least three different people who could easily fit the description of one whose assignment was to change my life forever. When you make new friends you just never know where that relationship will lead. It could last from a few minutes to many years and become the most important friendship you will ever have during this lifetime.

So now that I believe I am worthy to have friends I have more than I ever thought possible. My inspirational writing and the positive decisions I have made have connected me with friends from all over the world and I am grateful for every one. The greatest gifts the universe can give us are friends who care as much about our well being as we care about theirs. When a friendship is truly give and take it is worth more than a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Guest Writer Cindy Weintruab Brennen, LMSW

(It is my pleasure to introduce my friend Cindy (Cynthia) Brennen. We have recently discovered that we share a strong kindred spirit difficult to ignore. I have given her my space today. It’s all yours Cindy and thank you very much!)

“God grant the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” ~Reinhold Niebur

If you break down the Serenity Prayer into sections, the message becomes clear. You cannot change others or experiences out of your control. You have the ability to change yourself, if you wish. Oftentimes, we need to look at our fears and drum up the courage to make the leap. Examine the difference between what is within your control and what isn’t. As decisions are made, never forget your spiritual connection to the universe. This will give you strength and inner peace as you move through each step.

Change can be difficult. Change can be easy. The Serenity Prayer has helped me through many changes in my life, the art of letting go and the courage to hold on. Listen to your inner guidance as it connects you to the wisdom of Spirit. You will be well on your way. Blessings…

Saturday, April 17, 2010

A simple Question

Interesting how a simple question asked by a friend can change one’s whole life. Yesterday I observed two friends having a friendly battle about men and women. It led me to make the following statement to the male of the pair. “I see what you mean that we attract like energy from another person, those with similar faults, problems etc. I believe a bond as strong as a chain of steel is formed when each of the pair consciously allows the other person to help them evolve; negative energy happens when one of the pair refuses to participate.”

Now I thought I was being pretty smart until my friend, a bit more evolved than I, asked “What makes us stay in the relationship?” The question acted like a bolt of lightening. I immediately knew the answer was a lesson not completely learned- yet.

I began thinking about those souls in my current life that fit the second half of that equation and literally eliminated them one by one. I am no longer willing to tolerate the negative energy that these kinds of relationships are creating. These souls are now on their own. I have spent 11 years cleaning up my mind and today I not only like myself I love who I am.

I am naturally kind, generous, loving, helpful, dependable and a bunch of other good stuff all rolled up inside. No longer will I waste my time on anyone who is so self-centered that they can not see who I AM. My life job is to share my positive energy with as many souls as possible and that is exactly what I intend to do, with or without a partner.

Friday, April 16, 2010

I AM

I found this poem written by Helen Mallicoat several years ago and it caught my attention. Even though today I have a different view of where I AM is it still offers wise words to live by. Living in the present is the only way to be happy.

I was regretting the past; and fearing the future.
Suddenly my Lord was speaking;
“My name is I AM”

He paused. I waited. He continued,
When you live in the past with its mistakes
and regrets, it is hard. I am not there.
My name is not I WAS.

When you live in the future,
with its problems and fears,
it is hard. I am not there.
My name is not I WILL BE.

When you live in this moment
It is not hard. I am here.
My name is I AM.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Aow wouldn't it be loverly?

I grew up loving musicals. One of my favorites is My Fair Lady, which I also saw as a stage performance in Albuquerque, NM in 1999, a very special year in my current life. It is the year I woke up and began the journey to discover who I AM.

The main characters in the story are Eliza Doolittle, a sweet cockney girl who sold violets from a corner stand in London in 1912 and Professor Henry Higgins an upper class bachelor who had a passion for articulate language. Of the 28 fantastic songs presented the most famous is “The Rain in Spain.” The most famous line is “I think she’s got it!”

To briefly summarize the story, Professor Higgins made a bet with a friend that he could teach Eliza to speak proper English and therefore become a lady. Eliza not only excelled in her private classes for evolvement, but fell in love with her teacher. Professor Higgins, being the stuffy, slightly arrogant character that he was, could not allow himself to see what was as plain as the nose on his face, he loved her too.

Eliza, hurt and disappointed returned to her former life, but with the knowledge that she was no longer just a flower girl. The self love that she had found had changed her into a beautiful lady. Her sudden disappearance from his life suddenly woke up the stuffy professor to realize what he had lost. Since this is a love story they of course, finally got back together and lived, I assume, happily ever after. The end.

The end is sometimes just the beginning, as it has been for me. It seems I have been waiting for the third act most of my adult life. Well today with the help of a very special friend I have come to the conclusion that has ended. I am through waiting for people, and that includes men, women and children, to see who I AM.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

HIGH HOPES

Next time your're found, with your chin on the ground
There's a lot to be learned, so look around

Just what makes that little old ant
Think he'll move that rubber tree plant
Anyone knows an ant, can't
Move a rubber tree plant

But he's got high hopes, he's got high hopes
He's got high apple pie, in the sky hopes

So any time your gettin' low
'stead of lettin' go
Just remember that ant
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant

When troubles call, and your back's to the wall
There a lot to be learned, that wall could fall

Once there was a silly old ram
Thought he'd punch a hole in a dam
No one could make that ram, scram
He kept buttin' that dam

'Cause he had high hopes, he had high hopes
He had high apple pie, in the sky hopes

So any time your feelin' bad
'stead of feelin' sad
Just remember that ram
Oops there goes a billion kilowatt dam

All problems just a toy balloon
They'll be bursted soon
They're just bound to go pop
Oops there goes another problem kerplop.

A creation of J.Van Heusen & S.Cahn
The old songs had such great motivation!!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Twins- a tale of love


Two of anything good usually gives us double pleasure. Remember the double mint twins? Sorry I couldn’t resist throwing that in. Twins are a special treat celebrating the imagination of the universe. I am fortunate to be the grandmother of twin girls who are now 23. When they were young it was at times difficult to tell one from the other. They were, as the saying goes, two peas in a pod.

As often happens with twins they were a bit premature, weighing in at 5 and 4 lbs. Elizabeth, the larger and first born of the set got to come home right away, but Elaine had to stay in the hospital until she gained weight. Right from the start they did not have the same bonding experience with their parents; and right from the start I believe I felt Elaine’s pain and automatically developed a close spiritual bond with her that I do not have with her sister.

I was not given the opportunity to watch the girls grow up. We have been separated by distance most of their lives, only occasionally touching base. During the last few months they both visited with me at different times and I had a chance to check them out as adults on the verge of the rest of their lives.

The girls are both college graduates and I am grateful to my son for making that happen. I can clearly see that their lives are taking totally different paths. Elizabeth is married to a Navy jet pilot, who is now stationed clear across the country from Elaine. They are expecting their first baby (a single birth) in September. Elaine has an important job helping senior citizens live a more productive life. She and her fiance will soon marry.

The fact that they began life in the same sac will always connect them in a very special way, but they are two different people. They each have their own gifts and talents and yes their own weaknesses too. Twins may look alike on the outside, but to strengthen their special bond they need time to grow on their own and develop the unique gift of life that they were created to live. I love you and I am very proud of both of you.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Barbie vs. G.I. Joe

Did that title grab your attention? It got the attention of Science Fair judges when my daughter used it in High School. Her “Behavioral” project explored the preface that males and females possess different ways of learning math. To brag a little she won first place in her category and went on to State.

I took the liberty of reversing the title for personal reasons, not that I think women are more special than men; it’s just that I AM one. Even though I now know that both sexes are “one” with the universe, I believe they do learn differently simply because their life experiences are different right from the start. Typically men are supposed to be stronger and women weaker, but I think the world is changing.

It seems to me things are a little more balanced than they used to be. Women are out there doing things that no one ever thought they could do and men are getting in touch with their softer side and are feeling more. Women are realizing they were never meant to be servants. Personally I believe this is a good thing.

I really get upset with both men and women, who because they made a bad choice or two, bash the entire opposite sex. That is just wrong and a waste of positive opportunities to find true love and happiness. They carry the bad seeds with them long after the experience has ended and the act often carries on to their children, tainting yet another generation.

It would be nice if women and men could experience the experience, learn the lesson and use it to move on in a positive direction. Can’t we just recognize the fact that we do learn differently and celebrate that difference instead of declaring war on each other? It just requires a little more patience and understanding on both parts. Male or female we all come from the same place and our purpose is to spread love not hate.

While editing this post I saw that there was one little snag to my perfect world. When one of the two entities refuses to make any effort for a positive solution it makes the goal very difficult to accomplish. Difficult, but not impossible, for nothing is impossible when the motive is peace and pure love.

WOMEN CAN BE DIRECTORS TOO

As I entered “Futures” gym this morning I began walking on rose petals, looking up I couldn’t believe my eyes. The floor was a total disaster. I asked Laura, the director, what happened. Over the weekend “Futures” had hosted an after the prom party. That is a very good thing because it is alcohol free and meant to provide a safe place for our teenagers to let off a little more steam.

I was told I could go ahead and walk, but to be careful. I did just that. As I walked this morning I observed Laura and three others set to work to clean up the remains. I was amazed at how fast and efficiently the paraphernalia, taped down tarps and the debris, including the rose petals were removed and stored in their proper place.

It would have been nice to have video taped the team work involved to accomplish this enormous task. I thought what wonderful things could be accomplished if everyone in our little town worked as a team instead of focusing on their own lives. Grants, NM is an old town with old ideas and does not easily welcome new ones. Our elected officials have been in office way too long and this fact is partially responsible for its current stale condition.

Laura Malaj(Jaramillo), the director of Future Foundations Family Center, is also a woman with a mission to wake up this town and rid it of the debris that is holding it back. She is running for a County Commission office in the current election and I plan to do everything I can to help her win. It isn’t going to be a walk on rose petals, but she is a determined lady.

P.S. She is also a really good friend. Go Laura go!!

Sunday, April 11, 2010

An Avalanche

My goodness what a difference a day brings with the right attitude. When you don’t try to force anyone to do anything all sorts of good things happen. Sometimes so much happens at once that it causes us to be carried away in our exuberance and we literally run over the people we love the most. We don’t do it on purpose. It is simply a reaction to having wanted something for so long that when it happens we go slightly nuts. It is a temporary condition.

After a suitable length of time, someone comes along to help us adjust to our new vision and assure us that what we see is not a mirage, but the real thing. It will not disappear if we allow our eyes and minds to wander and take in other miracles that we might not have seen upon awakening. There are no small miracles. They happen every moment of every day. We are just so used to focusing on the “big” one that we miss the little ones.

A word of advice; when you let a “determined angel” loose on the world you had better watch out because you just might get caught in the trail of love she is spreading around! As the day went on I found out the real reason that the silver balloon, tied with the pink ribbon (from yesterday's post) had attached itself to my life.

This Sunday morning brought many new friends, mostly through the fb group, Evolved Beyond Religion, just created by Eric Allen. Keeping up with the avalanche of souls kept me very busy for several hours. Then one connection quietly/loudly floated up through the confusion and captured my attention. It carried with it a message that there was a little more work to be done on my evolved soul. Just when I thought I was doing so well!

I have listened to this "voice" before and it has never (almost never) steered me wrong. Nobody no matter how advanced they are is ever absolutely 100% perfect and don’t you forget that. We are all advancing at our own speed. If we were perfect we would no longer be here.

Now back to the present or actually about mid afternoon today. I finally realized that although I had truly turned the negative experiences from my past from negative to positive and replaced anger and hurt with love and gratitude, I had not let go of the memories. I was still hanging on to them and they were keeping me from truly accepting the positive gifts I have recently been given.

The "voice" was right (it really annoys me when that happens). I had to come up with a way to let go of what was holding me back. At first I thought of buying a helium balloon and releasing it with the memories heavenward, but in my little town that is impossible on a Sunday afternoon.

Scratch that idea, what else could I do? I thought of my “determined angel”. You know the silver balloon, tied with the pink ribbon … He/she didn’t have enough hot air left to even rise above the table it sat on, but- I could pop it and the contents would spill out all over the place. What a great idea. Space is space and in the spiritual world there is no up or down or right or left for that matter.

As I held my now familiar angel in my hands the idea expanded right before my eyes. I picked up a black marker and began writing the names of every soul that I felt had ever caused me pain. It took about twenty minutes. On the top, right in the middle, I wrote ME and circled the word. Then I took my angel outside and with a hat pin I pierced the last word I had written. It is done finished the end!!!

Some of you might ask what did I do with the remains. I put the carcass in an envelope, sealed it and placed it between the pages of the family bible that had once belonged to my maternal great grandmother, Clarissa Destree Laviolette. It brings a smile to think that someday someone might open the envelope and ask- was grandma crazy or what? I can see it all now!

Saturday, April 10, 2010

A Determined Angel

I discovered that a “determined” angel can take the form of absolutely anything to get our attention. When I entered the gym at “Futures” yesterday ½ of the ceiling lights were out. Because of a current situation in my life I took it as a message from the universe and it caused me to smile.

As I walked from the light into the darkness I started singing “You’ll Never Walk Alone”, which starts out “when you walk through a storm keep your head up high and don’t be afraid of the dark”. Thank goodness nobody else was within hearing distance because my singing voice is less than perfect- way less!

As I continued to walk by myself the word “iffin” kept popping up. It is a word a special facebook friend had used repeatedly on his posts. It is not even a real word and Webster would have a fit if it appeared in the dictionary. I began to examine why every single time I saw it “iffin” manifested a peaceful connection, a flow of love, a gentle hand on my shoulder offering the message- “think about it, if this is true…then this is also true, believe it!”

About this time a female friend entered the gym and began her walk. Before long we met on our journey. She had stopped and was staring at something on the floor in front of her. Curious I stopped to see what she saw. It was a silver helium balloon tied with a pink ribbon. It had lost hot air and had dropped from above. It was gently blocking our path. Something prompted me to ask my friend, “What would you name something that dropped from the sky? She took another look at our visitor and said “an angel.”

With that I picked up the “angel” and took him/her home, knowing without a doubt it was a message meant for me. I tied my angel to the lamp on my computer table, where it stayed until this morning.

Now, back to the “iffin” guy, who also possesses a soul as closely connected to mine as any two souls can be. How is that for special! We communicated via email for some time then one day, 3/28/10, to be exact he vanished. That is not to say that I was unable to feel his presence. He just lost his voice!

If you have read my blog for any length of time you know that I am a determined soul. Never give up is probably written somewhere on my forehead in invisible ink. I have continued to send brief emails to “iffin” which have not produced the results I expected. I had no idea what the problem was.

Enter Eric Allen’s book “The New Way”. I knew there was a reason I should read it I just didn’t know what it was. This morning the light shone brightly on my computer table and it was coming from the silver balloon tied with a pink ribbon, tied to the lamp, sitting on the desk. Eric is right our thoughts create our own problems!

When I took the focus off what I thought was a problem and focused on a positive solution the problem no longer existed. I used all of the positive energy I could muster to send thoughts of love and healing to “iffin”. With that much “positive power” on my side it shouldn’t be long until we are again walking on the same path.

Thank you Eric thank you my “determined angel” I couldn’t have done it without your assistance.

Friday, April 9, 2010

The New Way

I am going to do something a bit different today. I am about finished reading "The New Way- The Ultimate Guide for Personal Power" by Eric Allen, available from Amazon. The book is a must read for anyone struggling to understand the energy in the world today and how it can be used to change their life for the better.

Eric's book has a natural easy to read flow that offers simple to understand concepts about the way things work in our universe. It is non threatening and leaves the choice of believing or not believing the material in the hands and minds of the reader. Mostly it inspires the reader to think "outside the box".

Even though I know that I have evolved way beyond where I was 11 years ago I still look for every opportunity to learn more. We all have our own unique way of expressing what we have learned on our spiritual journey.

Way to go my friend! <3 <3

Thursday, April 8, 2010

I'm Worth It

I am made of energy of the Creator. Integrity, character and love define me.
Today I choose to acknowledge the love within me and my connection to the Creator. I am guided by this higher power and act upon its direction, knowing full well that this is the road to peace.

I now open my mind, my heart and my body to this power and guidance. I recognize that for positive change to occur I must shift my focus to a higher spiritual perspective. The guidance I receive, the inspiration, the connection I feel to Creation is magnificent and worth more than any and all earthly possessions, for it is Eternal.

I recognize the natural flow of the Universe and focus my heart and mind on moving into and receiving this abundance as I act upon my highest joy. I accept responsibility for keeping this flow in motion by being open to giving and receiving in many ways.

I attract and welcome into my life abundant joy, health, peace, happiness, kindness and compassion, for to deny myself these things is to deny the Creator. I allow the abundance of the Universe to flow to me, through me and around me.

Today I release myself from bondage caused by the fears and negative beliefs of my past. I shed the need to suffer and to struggle. I release all judgment of the negative experiences in my life, for I know that no matter what happened or how things appeared, love was always present.

Today I choose to simply be happy- to find joy in every small task, to laugh more, to joke with others more, to smile more and just plain relax. I slow down enough to savor every moment, to see the beauty and abundance that surrounds me, to recognize that this the Creator also wants for me. Finding joy in the little things is the path to much greater things, for every journey begins with that first small step- then the momentum builds, the pace increases. So too does my new path to joy, peace, abundance and happiness.

I am grateful for all the many blessings in my life, for all the gifts of love that are priceless and forever. As I review each day I give thanks for the moments that have been founded on love and joy, and gently, with compassion, I shift any moment or memory of despair back into love. In so doing, the moments of love grow.

I commit myself to a lifestyle of health and happiness so that I can be of the greatest assistance to others, for I have so much to do, so much to share, so many to touch. I share this love and inspiration with people everywhere that seek the same. I teach love in all that I do, for that is what I am. I am a child of the Creator and I accept and acknowledge all the wonder, greatness and love within Creation.
+ written by Gary DiMartino+

(These words have been in my possession for several years tucked away among the many inspirational messages I have picked up along my journey. When I reread it I knew why I had found it. If I had opened a fortune cookie or read my horoscope it could not more fittingly describe exactly where I am on this day 4/8/10. My reaction was and remains WOW!)

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Dream On

There are many kinds of dreams, but they all have one purpose. They give us hope that tomorrow will be better than today. In my time there have been leaders that have had dreams that affected the whole world. John and Robert Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Rosa Parks, John Lennon, Bob Hope and Elvis Presley to name just a few. They saw things that others did not see and lived their lives accordingly.

We all have dreams. Some are mighty big ones and some very simple. My question to you today is: If no one else believes in your dream does it make it any less real? Do you continue to fight for the right to believe even when everyone you know thinks you have lost a few screws? Is it really necessary for anyone else to confirm your dream?

I believe we all have every right to believe any thing we choose to believe. No one else can clearly picture what we see or why we see it. I believe dreams are the answer we receive when we ask the universe for assistance. Help does not come in the form of step by step instructions it comes to us as a dream to be worked out.

Dreams are responsible for advances in medicine, science and education, pieces of art, beautiful music, insightful poetry and books, relationships of all kinds and anything anyone can name that improves life on the planet earth. Somebody dreamed a dream and was not afraid to take the steps to make it a reality.

So my advice to you is go ahead and dream and while you are at it make it a big one. It takes the same amount of effort as a little one. Don’t worry about what anyone else thinks. You are the only one who can see what you see. It is not necessary to justify it to another soul. Dream on!

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Happy Easter Everyone

Well another Lenten season has come and gone and I wonder has anything changed for you? Are you still holding on to the old ideas and ways of living that were making you an unhappy camper? Or did you take advantage of every opportunity the universe gave you to move past them and grow in spirit? I know what my answer is and I also know that whatever the universe has in store for me I am now in a better position to accept and use as a stepping stone to move on. I have truly learned that anything is possible when you open your heart and believe.

Thank you Shaunualee I know that our unusual spiritual connection had much to do with present conditions in my life. Peace be with you and everyone reading my words today!

Friday, April 2, 2010

Put God on Top

This will be a short post, but probably the most important I will ever write. It is my latest enlightening experience. There was an earth shaking event that took place on March 30, 2010 at 3:33, some of you know what I am referring to and some do not. It really does not matter. You all did not have to be there to reap the benefits.

The event had to do with saying YES to God. That's all the invited had to do, just say YES. Be willing to let what is supposed to happen in our current life happen. Stop trying to take control and just let things happen naturally. If you have been following this blog you know that concept has until now been a difficult one for me to follow. I have that defect repaired now.

All we need to be happy is to allow God to drive the bus and be willing to follow. He is, after all the only one who has a clear vision of where we are both going. That's all anyone has to do- show up with your ticket, find a comfortable seat and just enjoy the ride.

At the beginning of my "conscious" transformation journey, 11 years ago, I kept seeing a simple image. Although I knew it was important, I couldn't quite figure out how it applied. It was a simple circle with the point of a triangle touching its base. Today I understand what it means. It is a diagram for life- everyone's life.

There was one detail I had forgotten about.The triangle contains an invisible line straight down the middle, dividing it into two equal parts. Half male and half female. Now what YOU should see if YOUR heart is open, even a tiny crack, is God gently touching the triangle below forming one image.

Got it? I sure hope so because I have worked my tail off for the last 11 years to get it myself and now that I have it I am being asked to pass it on to you. Whatever anyone else has ever told you about the trinity they are all wet!! The true TRINITY is [one God + one female half heart + one male half heart]. The Trinity is not out there somewhere it is inside of every soul ever created.

A word of warning that I learned in no uncertain terms this week is if you don't put God on top your whole world will be turned upside down.

Well folks that's all I have to say today- quite a mouthful isn't it? Have a glorious Easter and enjoy every little thing your personal triangle has created in your life. You did it yourself, you just didn't know it. Love everyone and everything in your life and be grateful for all of your days.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

I BELIEVE

I believe for every drop of rain that falls
a flower grows
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night
a candle glows
I believe for everyone who goes astray, someone will
come to show the way
I believe I believe

I believe above a storm the smallest prayer
can still be heard
I believe that someone in the great somewhere
hears every word


Every time I hear a new born baby cry,
or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why, I believe

Every time I hear a new born baby cry.
or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why, I believe.