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.
Friday, April 30, 2010
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.
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.
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!
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!
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.)
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.
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