Today I am going to talk about a little can that could go a long ways to helping you with your problems.
In 1998 I was an Avon representative. One day an unusual product became available. It so intrigued me that I ordered one and have never been sorry that I did. It was a cassette (you remember those?) with a little item called the "God Can". It was created by Rev. Mary Manin Morrissey, who at the time operated the Living Enrichment Center near Portland, Oregon. Over the years she has faced many challenges, but always keeps her head up and absolutely knows that she is connected to her higher power. I have a great deal of respect for this woman.
Several things happened yesterday that caused me to dig up the cassette, long ago put aside, and once again listen to the voice of an angel. Mary's idea with the God Can was so simple anyone can do it. You simply write out your worries, problems, the things you cannot handle alone and with reverence; place them in the can. You have just let go of your problem and turned it over to God to take care of. Of course, the kit came with it's own little can, but any can will do. The idea is you can't take what you wrote back.
I have had some serious worries lately that I cannot handle alone, which even led to physical pain over the weekend. I am not going to bore you with the details because they matter to nobody but me. Sunday I began having severe stomach pains and eventually some vomiting. It could have been food poisoning, but my intuition tells me I brought it on myself. In desperation I left a message for my estranged daughter and asked for some ginger ale. Eventually, my request was granted and my grandson, speaking of angels, brought me a couple of cans of ginger soda. It did the trick and my pains subsided almost immediately after consuming the contents of one of the cans.
I never buy cans of soda, so it was a novelty to have one in my refrigerator last night. After listening to Mary's tape, I drank the contents of that little can, covered it with a piece of parchment paper I had saved, wrote out three issues I am having a problem dealing with and reverently dropped them one by one into my new God Can. They are no longer my problems. I let go of them and turned them over to my Creator.
If you think a little can will help you, try it for yourself. It's better than tossing it in the trash.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Where's the Off Switch?
In my last post I stated that I now know what is keeping my manifestations/visions from becoming a reality. It is because I am afraid to leave my comfort zone. It would seem the next step should be easy, but I don't know where the switch is to turn out the light in that part of my life and walk into the present/future.
I guess the first question is what defines my current comfort zone? My house and its possessions, my financial situation, my health, my grandson. I am definitely not closing the door on my good health. As far as my grandson goes, he is almost 10 and perhaps it is time to let him fly on his own. I have done everything I could to provide the necessary balance for him, just as my grandparents did for me.
That just leaves my house/possessions and current financial situation. I believe I could walk away from them and not look back.
I remember a priest, Father Diego, asking the following question. "If your house was burning down what would you save,other than living things?" I think he was looking for something like nothing, everything important you carry inside yourself.
All I really need to know is where is the off switch located?
I guess the first question is what defines my current comfort zone? My house and its possessions, my financial situation, my health, my grandson. I am definitely not closing the door on my good health. As far as my grandson goes, he is almost 10 and perhaps it is time to let him fly on his own. I have done everything I could to provide the necessary balance for him, just as my grandparents did for me.
That just leaves my house/possessions and current financial situation. I believe I could walk away from them and not look back.
I remember a priest, Father Diego, asking the following question. "If your house was burning down what would you save,other than living things?" I think he was looking for something like nothing, everything important you carry inside yourself.
All I really need to know is where is the off switch located?
Friday, June 24, 2011
A New Box of Tools
Along the path of my awakening journey I have gradually been given tools to help with my evolvement. Sometimes it was a book, a simple passage, a comment made by a friend and meant for me, access to a different healing method. The list is too long to detail in this space. My latest tool is EFT, Emotional Freedom Technique.
It is a simple method of tapping on several parts of the body, sometimes called acupuncture without needles. The purpose is to rid the mind of life long blocks that keep the person from living a happy healthy free life.
I had played with it a little bit, but 20 days ago I began to religiously use the EFT Videos offered by Brad Yates, a successful EFT practitioner for many years. There were three life issues that I wanted to clear up. One dealt with health, one with abundance and the third with love.
Almost from the first day these things began to lighten up and I was able to look at them with a different point of view. The abundance issue went way back to my childhood. Maybe I should call it the "scarcity" issue. I have experienced all phases of this problem, including a stint on Welfare. In recent years I have even prided myself on being able to live quite well on nothing.
Several years ago I was given a "vision" of receiving a large inheritance of some kind. Some people may think I am crazy, but I still believe this is going to happen, although I do not know the details. I have been feeling that I am getting closer and closer to my vision, but something is keeping it from happening. A few weeks ago a friend, who also believes in the reality of my vision, suggested I create a little ritual for the benefit of the universe; asking that any blocks that might be unknown to me be removed. I followed her instructions and positive things did begin to happen; but I still felt there was something blocking what is supposed to occur.
This is when I began using the EFT videos several times a day. Today I happened to listen to an interview that Brad Yates had done with a friend and I believe it provided the missing piece I had been searching for. I got almost to the end of the lengthy video when a light shone very brightly. The reason my vision has not happened is because I am afraid to leave my comfort zone. Never having experienced wealth in my entire life, I am afraid to take the risk of having abundance. Tomorrow is day 21 so I will see what happens next.
I do want to mention another benefit I have gained from EFT. This one came from Roger Smith, another practitioner who has created a faster method. Although doubtful, I decided to try it on a health issue I have been dealing with. For some time my lower back and hip have been causing me problems. Although I love my chiropractor, she has not been able to get things to stay put. Just for the hell of it I tried Roger's method two days ago, simply concentrating on the pain I actually had. You can believe it or not, but it is no longer a problem.
This is my experience with my new box of tools. Sharing is what I am here for so feel free to check out the EFT websites for Brad Yates and Roger Smith for yourself.
It is a simple method of tapping on several parts of the body, sometimes called acupuncture without needles. The purpose is to rid the mind of life long blocks that keep the person from living a happy healthy free life.
I had played with it a little bit, but 20 days ago I began to religiously use the EFT Videos offered by Brad Yates, a successful EFT practitioner for many years. There were three life issues that I wanted to clear up. One dealt with health, one with abundance and the third with love.
Almost from the first day these things began to lighten up and I was able to look at them with a different point of view. The abundance issue went way back to my childhood. Maybe I should call it the "scarcity" issue. I have experienced all phases of this problem, including a stint on Welfare. In recent years I have even prided myself on being able to live quite well on nothing.
Several years ago I was given a "vision" of receiving a large inheritance of some kind. Some people may think I am crazy, but I still believe this is going to happen, although I do not know the details. I have been feeling that I am getting closer and closer to my vision, but something is keeping it from happening. A few weeks ago a friend, who also believes in the reality of my vision, suggested I create a little ritual for the benefit of the universe; asking that any blocks that might be unknown to me be removed. I followed her instructions and positive things did begin to happen; but I still felt there was something blocking what is supposed to occur.
This is when I began using the EFT videos several times a day. Today I happened to listen to an interview that Brad Yates had done with a friend and I believe it provided the missing piece I had been searching for. I got almost to the end of the lengthy video when a light shone very brightly. The reason my vision has not happened is because I am afraid to leave my comfort zone. Never having experienced wealth in my entire life, I am afraid to take the risk of having abundance. Tomorrow is day 21 so I will see what happens next.
I do want to mention another benefit I have gained from EFT. This one came from Roger Smith, another practitioner who has created a faster method. Although doubtful, I decided to try it on a health issue I have been dealing with. For some time my lower back and hip have been causing me problems. Although I love my chiropractor, she has not been able to get things to stay put. Just for the hell of it I tried Roger's method two days ago, simply concentrating on the pain I actually had. You can believe it or not, but it is no longer a problem.
This is my experience with my new box of tools. Sharing is what I am here for so feel free to check out the EFT websites for Brad Yates and Roger Smith for yourself.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Never Too Late
I see tomorrow is Father's Day again. Since my father died in 1967,the day usually
slides by without much fuss. This year I thought I would notice the man who is at least half responsible for my human existence in this life time. It is never too late to say thank you!
My father was a rather quiet reflective man whose own father, Godfrey, was originally from Sweden. He was 45 at the time of my father's birth and his wife, Beatrix, was 28. Sidney had three older siblings, a brother and two sisters. Godfrey died at age 70, the year I was born. Beatrix died at age 73.
Sidney, my father was always overshadowed by my mother, which accounts for my huge misunderstanding on how to succeed at male/female relationships. My second marriage, which lasted 27 years, was a reflection of the experiences I grew up with. Knowing now that we all play previously agreed upon roles, gives these experiences a new look. It takes away any left over blame.
Thinking this morning about the positive things I got from my father caused me to smile. I inherited his fair skin, freckles and at an earlier age reddish blond hair; although his hair was definitely red. We both possessed a curious mind that was basically self taught, an interest in photography and a love for cooking.
So on this day I offer a thank you to my father, Sidney James Halverson and share this 1942 photo taken in the front yard of the only real house we ever lived in. The pesky kid is my only sibling.
slides by without much fuss. This year I thought I would notice the man who is at least half responsible for my human existence in this life time. It is never too late to say thank you!
My father was a rather quiet reflective man whose own father, Godfrey, was originally from Sweden. He was 45 at the time of my father's birth and his wife, Beatrix, was 28. Sidney had three older siblings, a brother and two sisters. Godfrey died at age 70, the year I was born. Beatrix died at age 73.
Sidney, my father was always overshadowed by my mother, which accounts for my huge misunderstanding on how to succeed at male/female relationships. My second marriage, which lasted 27 years, was a reflection of the experiences I grew up with. Knowing now that we all play previously agreed upon roles, gives these experiences a new look. It takes away any left over blame.
Thinking this morning about the positive things I got from my father caused me to smile. I inherited his fair skin, freckles and at an earlier age reddish blond hair; although his hair was definitely red. We both possessed a curious mind that was basically self taught, an interest in photography and a love for cooking.
So on this day I offer a thank you to my father, Sidney James Halverson and share this 1942 photo taken in the front yard of the only real house we ever lived in. The pesky kid is my only sibling.
Friday, June 17, 2011
We are Never Alone
Yesterday I watched a short video titled, "Soul Groups and Soul Families" that was very educational for me. Since my awakening journey began I have done a lot of research about souls, but this particular video was presented in such simple language that it cleared up many questions I still had about soul relationships. We are never alone.
The main message was that God/Source does not create souls individually. They are created in soul groups and their vibrational energy is at the same level. Each group is made up of soul families "which are bound by evolutionary purpose." These family members come together over successive life times and find each other by the vibrational energy they emanate.
A soul is the eternal essence of a person and never dies. In each life time some of the family members provide karmic lessons for both souls to learn, some offer support and some act as examples. When you think about your past life you can probably go back and pick out who played what role this time around.
The video led me to check out karmic lessons, further adding to my human education. They are: illness, addiction, criminality, death and betrayal. These lessons are presented through relationships and they come in two parts; giving and receiving. You can't get through life without experiencing one or more of them. The lesson will be learned when the soul sees and accepts the role they played to create the experience.
I can clearly see that my main karmic lesson is around addictions. That is a very big word, covering everything from mental, emotional, physical, chemical and on and on. I have had so many relationships dealing with addictions it almost makes me laugh. How many times does one soul have to go through the same lesson? I guess until it is learned. Now that I see and accept the reality perhaps I am done and can go on to something less stressful.
One thing always leads to another in my line of "work" and this train of thought reminded me of the words to this 1945 Rodgers & Hammerstein song. The video certainly gives the words new meaning.
You'll Never Walk Alone
When you walk through a storm
Keep your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain.
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown,
Walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone.
The main message was that God/Source does not create souls individually. They are created in soul groups and their vibrational energy is at the same level. Each group is made up of soul families "which are bound by evolutionary purpose." These family members come together over successive life times and find each other by the vibrational energy they emanate.
A soul is the eternal essence of a person and never dies. In each life time some of the family members provide karmic lessons for both souls to learn, some offer support and some act as examples. When you think about your past life you can probably go back and pick out who played what role this time around.
The video led me to check out karmic lessons, further adding to my human education. They are: illness, addiction, criminality, death and betrayal. These lessons are presented through relationships and they come in two parts; giving and receiving. You can't get through life without experiencing one or more of them. The lesson will be learned when the soul sees and accepts the role they played to create the experience.
I can clearly see that my main karmic lesson is around addictions. That is a very big word, covering everything from mental, emotional, physical, chemical and on and on. I have had so many relationships dealing with addictions it almost makes me laugh. How many times does one soul have to go through the same lesson? I guess until it is learned. Now that I see and accept the reality perhaps I am done and can go on to something less stressful.
One thing always leads to another in my line of "work" and this train of thought reminded me of the words to this 1945 Rodgers & Hammerstein song. The video certainly gives the words new meaning.
You'll Never Walk Alone
When you walk through a storm
Keep your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain.
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown,
Walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Stuff Changes
I found out some interesting news this morning. I obtained a new son-in-law over the weekend. Well he really isn't new- exactly. He and my daughter have been practicing being married for a couple of years and I never knew how to refer to her mate. When he became her fiance it helped a little, but the arrangement was still a bit off. So now I officially have a son-in-law. Welcome Zig and take good care of my daughter and grandson!
Also over the weekend I exited a Facebook group that just did not fit my line of thinking. It was started to offer healing prayers for those facing things like health challenges. The person who set it up decided to add me without my permission, which didn't set well with me. I choose to make my own decisions about what groups to join but, I decided to stick around for a bit just to see what the mindset of the members was.
As I have said before possibly I am a bit weird, but I really do not believe in praying that someone is healed. Yes, I believe in asking that they do not suffer and that they are given the assistance needed to deal with their challenge, but that is not the same as asking that they are healed. What if the challenge is the exact reason the person is living a human life? To pray that they are healed would be interfering with their purpose.
I had a conversation with someone not too long ago about her former husband which might add to this thought. Her husband had cancer and she said, "I prayed and prayed that he would be healed and he died." I said, "But he was healed." I believe we need to keep in mind that God's idea of healing may not be the same as ours. Our view is human not divine.
Another friend of mine, Barbara Hocker, lived most of her life as a diabetic. She dealt with amputations, dialysis, hospital stays and about everything one could survive as a diabetic. She accepted it all and was a positive role model to everyone that knew her. She was my friend for 15 years and in all that time I never felt a need to pray that she was healed. She lived her life exactly the way she knew she was supposed to until the day God/Source decided to heal her for good.
One more example of healing prayers, was my friend Jack, who was dying of a brain tumor. I prayed and prayed for him until one day I told his wife I didn't know what to pray for anymore. She said, "Pray for him to have peace." It was not long before his pain was over.
Remembering these personal experiences, I quietly left the healing group, knowing it was the right thing to do for me. Following this step I also one by one deleted several other FB groups I had joined in the past. Apparently I had outgrown them because it felt like I had just let go of a lot of unnecessary baggage.
I prefer to start each day with a simple expression of gratitude that I have been given the opportunity to live a human life with all its changing lessons that are meant to evolve my divine soul.
Also over the weekend I exited a Facebook group that just did not fit my line of thinking. It was started to offer healing prayers for those facing things like health challenges. The person who set it up decided to add me without my permission, which didn't set well with me. I choose to make my own decisions about what groups to join but, I decided to stick around for a bit just to see what the mindset of the members was.
As I have said before possibly I am a bit weird, but I really do not believe in praying that someone is healed. Yes, I believe in asking that they do not suffer and that they are given the assistance needed to deal with their challenge, but that is not the same as asking that they are healed. What if the challenge is the exact reason the person is living a human life? To pray that they are healed would be interfering with their purpose.
I had a conversation with someone not too long ago about her former husband which might add to this thought. Her husband had cancer and she said, "I prayed and prayed that he would be healed and he died." I said, "But he was healed." I believe we need to keep in mind that God's idea of healing may not be the same as ours. Our view is human not divine.
Another friend of mine, Barbara Hocker, lived most of her life as a diabetic. She dealt with amputations, dialysis, hospital stays and about everything one could survive as a diabetic. She accepted it all and was a positive role model to everyone that knew her. She was my friend for 15 years and in all that time I never felt a need to pray that she was healed. She lived her life exactly the way she knew she was supposed to until the day God/Source decided to heal her for good.
One more example of healing prayers, was my friend Jack, who was dying of a brain tumor. I prayed and prayed for him until one day I told his wife I didn't know what to pray for anymore. She said, "Pray for him to have peace." It was not long before his pain was over.
Remembering these personal experiences, I quietly left the healing group, knowing it was the right thing to do for me. Following this step I also one by one deleted several other FB groups I had joined in the past. Apparently I had outgrown them because it felt like I had just let go of a lot of unnecessary baggage.
I prefer to start each day with a simple expression of gratitude that I have been given the opportunity to live a human life with all its changing lessons that are meant to evolve my divine soul.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Welcome New followers
Just a short note to welcome my newest followers: Jeff, Paul and Nina, and the rest of you can take a peek too.:) I have occasionally shared photos that contain spirit images with my readers. I began taking them in early 2000. I didn't ask for this gift it just appeared. I believe it is to convince non-believers that we never die and our spirits are always present. This is my very favorite titled "My Man". Say hi and enjoy his presence.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Request Granted
Some of you may remember that last March Social Security placed a rather significant amount of money in my checking account with no explanation. I made a list of what I could do with it. It took two weeks before S.S. sent a letter stating they had made a mistake in my benefits and the extra money was the result.
Listening to advice from friends caused me to make sure I didn't spend it until I was absolutely sure it was really mine. I am so glad I listened because in April I got another letter. This one stated I had been overpaid back in 2008 and was expected to repay $1,869 in 30 days. This was $169 more than they had mysteriously put in my account the previous month. I immediately sent them a request for re-consideration.
In May I was so frustrated with this situation that I called our local S.S. office and actually talked to a real person. I told the woman I was quite willing to send back the $1,700 that some inefficient employee had caused to be deposited to my account, but I was protesting the additional $169 they claimed I owed them due to another inefficient employee's mistake way back in 2008.
I was advised not to send anything back. Ms.Jacklyn came to the conclusion that, in her opinion, I owed nothing. She further stated they can't take anything out of your benefits as long as you are challenging their decision. I decided, just to be safe I would put the money in a savings account so it wasn't accessible to me to spend.
Weeks went by and I heard nothing. I had expected to be sent forms to fill out or at least receive a phone call- nothing. Having this money and not knowing if it was mine was causing me stress. I just wanted the ridiculous situation to end. You know the saying be careful what you ask for? Yesterday I finally got a letter from S.S. with no indication that they had reconsidered their decision. It informed me they will deduct money from my monthly benefits until the entire amount is repaid.
Needless to say it pissed me off, until I remembered my request to terminate this stupidity. I had to laugh at myself because I got exactly what I asked for. I still don't think I owe them the extra $169, but apparently one can't fight an office who hires employees who never make mistakes.
Just because I could, I sent a copy of this blog post to my local Social Security office realizing that it might be tossed in file #13, but then there is always a chance it could get attention. There is another popular saying, "The squeaky wheel gets the grease!" I'll keep you all posted.
Listening to advice from friends caused me to make sure I didn't spend it until I was absolutely sure it was really mine. I am so glad I listened because in April I got another letter. This one stated I had been overpaid back in 2008 and was expected to repay $1,869 in 30 days. This was $169 more than they had mysteriously put in my account the previous month. I immediately sent them a request for re-consideration.
In May I was so frustrated with this situation that I called our local S.S. office and actually talked to a real person. I told the woman I was quite willing to send back the $1,700 that some inefficient employee had caused to be deposited to my account, but I was protesting the additional $169 they claimed I owed them due to another inefficient employee's mistake way back in 2008.
I was advised not to send anything back. Ms.Jacklyn came to the conclusion that, in her opinion, I owed nothing. She further stated they can't take anything out of your benefits as long as you are challenging their decision. I decided, just to be safe I would put the money in a savings account so it wasn't accessible to me to spend.
Weeks went by and I heard nothing. I had expected to be sent forms to fill out or at least receive a phone call- nothing. Having this money and not knowing if it was mine was causing me stress. I just wanted the ridiculous situation to end. You know the saying be careful what you ask for? Yesterday I finally got a letter from S.S. with no indication that they had reconsidered their decision. It informed me they will deduct money from my monthly benefits until the entire amount is repaid.
Needless to say it pissed me off, until I remembered my request to terminate this stupidity. I had to laugh at myself because I got exactly what I asked for. I still don't think I owe them the extra $169, but apparently one can't fight an office who hires employees who never make mistakes.
Just because I could, I sent a copy of this blog post to my local Social Security office realizing that it might be tossed in file #13, but then there is always a chance it could get attention. There is another popular saying, "The squeaky wheel gets the grease!" I'll keep you all posted.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Poor Little Car!
I bought my 2005 Hyundai Accent new at the beginning of 2006. It has been a great little car, never giving me any problems. Lately the universe has been treating it very badly.
A couple of weeks ago I was driving down a street in the center of town and a rock flipped up and caused a chip on the outside edge of the passenger side of the front window. At first I thought that wasn't too bad and I would just get it repaired. Before I could do that the little chip developed into a 12" long crack.
I checked with my insurance agent who said it would cost me $100 to replace the window, since I had buy back glass insurance. Without the insurance it would be about $700. My agent advised me to just ignore it until I had an extra $100. Not sure when she thought that would be, but I took her advice and waited.
About a week ago the crack had doubled in size, probably from the hotter weather and I decided this morning to make arrangements to have it replaced before it got any bigger. The glass company is supposed to bring a new window in the morning. I even decided to be extra nice to my little car and got the oil changed today.
Then we went to the grocery store. When I returned to my car I found several people telling me to check out my front bumper because they had witnessed a store employee intentionally ramming a basket into it. They were right. There were several deep gouges on the bumper and I noticed the hood was not sitting right.
To make a long story short after about an hour of talking to the cop who finally came to take my information and dealing with the store management, my car and I were free to leave the scene of the accident.
The cop suggested I put it through my insurance company and I said no way! The damage was done by a store employee while she was doing the work she was being paid to do. My car was not moving. It was sitting in a parking lot minding its own business. When confronted, the employee started yelling at me, insisting she was not responsible. I am, grateful that I have several witnesses to the fact that she is wrong. The incident is now in the hands of the store's insurance company.
Hopefully this is the last assault my poor little car will have to endure. It does not deserve to be mistreated.
A couple of weeks ago I was driving down a street in the center of town and a rock flipped up and caused a chip on the outside edge of the passenger side of the front window. At first I thought that wasn't too bad and I would just get it repaired. Before I could do that the little chip developed into a 12" long crack.
I checked with my insurance agent who said it would cost me $100 to replace the window, since I had buy back glass insurance. Without the insurance it would be about $700. My agent advised me to just ignore it until I had an extra $100. Not sure when she thought that would be, but I took her advice and waited.
About a week ago the crack had doubled in size, probably from the hotter weather and I decided this morning to make arrangements to have it replaced before it got any bigger. The glass company is supposed to bring a new window in the morning. I even decided to be extra nice to my little car and got the oil changed today.
Then we went to the grocery store. When I returned to my car I found several people telling me to check out my front bumper because they had witnessed a store employee intentionally ramming a basket into it. They were right. There were several deep gouges on the bumper and I noticed the hood was not sitting right.
To make a long story short after about an hour of talking to the cop who finally came to take my information and dealing with the store management, my car and I were free to leave the scene of the accident.
The cop suggested I put it through my insurance company and I said no way! The damage was done by a store employee while she was doing the work she was being paid to do. My car was not moving. It was sitting in a parking lot minding its own business. When confronted, the employee started yelling at me, insisting she was not responsible. I am, grateful that I have several witnesses to the fact that she is wrong. The incident is now in the hands of the store's insurance company.
Hopefully this is the last assault my poor little car will have to endure. It does not deserve to be mistreated.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Frog Messenger
Yesterday I bought two used books that someone was selling cheap just for the heck of it! One was Before You Leap, A Frog's Eye View of Life's Greatest Lessons by none other than Kermit the Frog. The other was Five Years to Freedom, the True Story of a Vietnam POW by James N. Rowe. An odd combination of reading material for sure!
I started flipping through Kermit's book first just because I had never read a book written by a famous frog before. The first part is about his life and how he went from living in a swamp with his 2,353 siblings to becoming a huge TV and movie star. The second part is "Lessons for your Life". This part I am getting back to when I have more time, because I am sure there is a hidden message for me to read.
Then I picked up the POW book and began reading. It did not take me long to realize I would probably not finish this book. I had a feeling this book was purchased for someone else, perhaps my son who has a military career.
Before I put the book down I noticed that there was a bookmark in the middle of it. When I checked it out I found an adorable yellow frog staring at me. I considered it a gift and opened my dream book to see what message he might have brought me. First of all yellow = peace. Frog = Leaping from one situation to another without learning or resolution; you have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince.
I have learned through experience that like shoes not every message fits. Although it is true I did leap from one thing to another I also have learned and now resolved many of my past problems. Kissing a lot of frogs to find my prince is a better fit! Also, I will take peace any way it wants to reveal itself.
I wanted to share my little frog messenger, who now adorns my vision board. Cute, isn't he?
I started flipping through Kermit's book first just because I had never read a book written by a famous frog before. The first part is about his life and how he went from living in a swamp with his 2,353 siblings to becoming a huge TV and movie star. The second part is "Lessons for your Life". This part I am getting back to when I have more time, because I am sure there is a hidden message for me to read.
Then I picked up the POW book and began reading. It did not take me long to realize I would probably not finish this book. I had a feeling this book was purchased for someone else, perhaps my son who has a military career.
Before I put the book down I noticed that there was a bookmark in the middle of it. When I checked it out I found an adorable yellow frog staring at me. I considered it a gift and opened my dream book to see what message he might have brought me. First of all yellow = peace. Frog = Leaping from one situation to another without learning or resolution; you have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince.
I have learned through experience that like shoes not every message fits. Although it is true I did leap from one thing to another I also have learned and now resolved many of my past problems. Kissing a lot of frogs to find my prince is a better fit! Also, I will take peace any way it wants to reveal itself.
I wanted to share my little frog messenger, who now adorns my vision board. Cute, isn't he?
Friday, June 3, 2011
Part of a Part or Part of the Whole?
Several times a week I pick a word of the day and post it on Facebook to see what will happen. Today's word was *volunteer*. My response was "been there, done that and I suppose I can do it again." It brought up memories of a lot of volunteering.
Most of my past volunteer work has been done as a member of a group. Now I seem to have outgrown the need to belong to things and it required some adjustment in attitude. When there is a group there are group rules and often group leaders to make sure the group is doing things the way the group has always done them. To think beyond the group mentality is not acceptable.
Lately I see why I was never particularly happy volunteering and it is not because I don't enjoy helping others. It is that I no longer have the need to be told what to do or how to do it.
One of my FB friends, summed it up quite well and it opened my eyes. Priscill responded, "In the traditional sense I have always been there, done that! Now I am a volunteer in the dance of life, spreading cheer, energy and love in God's magical way."
I'm with her! I no longer desire to be part of a part. It has now become clear that I am part of the whole.
Most of my past volunteer work has been done as a member of a group. Now I seem to have outgrown the need to belong to things and it required some adjustment in attitude. When there is a group there are group rules and often group leaders to make sure the group is doing things the way the group has always done them. To think beyond the group mentality is not acceptable.
Lately I see why I was never particularly happy volunteering and it is not because I don't enjoy helping others. It is that I no longer have the need to be told what to do or how to do it.
One of my FB friends, summed it up quite well and it opened my eyes. Priscill responded, "In the traditional sense I have always been there, done that! Now I am a volunteer in the dance of life, spreading cheer, energy and love in God's magical way."
I'm with her! I no longer desire to be part of a part. It has now become clear that I am part of the whole.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
This Morning's Adventure
Guest blogger:
Colin Stoughtenger age 9
This Morning’s Adventure
This morning my grandmother and I went to the park to feed the ducks and look at the baby ducks. When we got to the park we saw prisoners picking up trash. The mommy duck was hiding her babies under her feathers. They looked like ants swarming out of their hole. Then we found out that two babies where gone.
Four geese were bothering the mom and trying to eat the bread we brought for the ducks. I threw small pebbles at the water to scare them away. Then the babies got up on the pipe and we tried to take a picture of them. Then we were going to the other side of the pond and I found one of the missing babies and it was on its side dead. It made us sad.
I tried to teach my grandma to skip a rock. This is one of my favorite things to do in the park. This morning’s adventure was fun because I like going to the park with my grandma and I want to do it again.
Colin Stoughtenger age 9
This Morning’s Adventure
This morning my grandmother and I went to the park to feed the ducks and look at the baby ducks. When we got to the park we saw prisoners picking up trash. The mommy duck was hiding her babies under her feathers. They looked like ants swarming out of their hole. Then we found out that two babies where gone.
Four geese were bothering the mom and trying to eat the bread we brought for the ducks. I threw small pebbles at the water to scare them away. Then the babies got up on the pipe and we tried to take a picture of them. Then we were going to the other side of the pond and I found one of the missing babies and it was on its side dead. It made us sad.
I tried to teach my grandma to skip a rock. This is one of my favorite things to do in the park. This morning’s adventure was fun because I like going to the park with my grandma and I want to do it again.
I'm Done!
As of this morning I have two published books, Wake Up! & A Gathering of Spirit and two e books, Journey of an Enlightened Egotist & Spirits of Cibola County both available on Amazon. Not a bad showing for ten years of work. I am done- not writing, just writing life stories.
For awhile I am going to focus on writing my blog and let other people take care of doing their own PR. When I finished my first e book in April I sent an email to the editor of the Cibola County Beacon informing him of my accomplishment. He didn't even have the courtesy of replying. I expected something, after all I am a former columnist for the paper. I did not expect nothing!
I had intended to write a few more stories for my second e book, just published yesterday, but over the holiday weekend I had time to think and decided to stop right where I was. I have spent the last 10 years writing my heart out for this town with very little recognition or monetary support. It is time to stop this way of thinking.
One important thing I have learned is you just can't keep doing the same things and expect a different outcome.
For awhile I am going to focus on writing my blog and let other people take care of doing their own PR. When I finished my first e book in April I sent an email to the editor of the Cibola County Beacon informing him of my accomplishment. He didn't even have the courtesy of replying. I expected something, after all I am a former columnist for the paper. I did not expect nothing!
I had intended to write a few more stories for my second e book, just published yesterday, but over the holiday weekend I had time to think and decided to stop right where I was. I have spent the last 10 years writing my heart out for this town with very little recognition or monetary support. It is time to stop this way of thinking.
One important thing I have learned is you just can't keep doing the same things and expect a different outcome.
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