As 2010 draws to a close and I look forward to 2011, I am grateful to be here now. I've had my share of hardships in 2010-everybody has. However, if I'm really honest with myself, my blessings far outweigh the challenges. Meeting the challenge head on, facing each one and walking through my fears in connection with each, has brought its own blessings to me.
Today on the last day of 2010, I am grateful for so many things-friends and family I love and cherish, all of my physical needs are met, and my life has become a perpetual walk with Spirit and acknowledgment of that Presence with me in all my experience.
There are a lot of gloom and doom predictions being made about what we're up against in the coming year(s). We will be learning what is of true value and finding that most of what mattered so much to us before really matters not at all. By shedding those things that no longer serve us, we become lighter and open channels for Spirit so that we can spend our days in ecstatic communion with Spirit and with each other.
May you be happy. May you be safe. May you be free-today as one year ends, tomorrow as a new year begins, and through all the days you walk on this Earth!
Namaste!
Friday, December 31, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
I Am Love, Loving and Beloved
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I've been working through some resentment issues while undergoing quite a bit of change in my daily patterns of living. I'm the first to say I want things to change. Yet, when change comes and I have to change my habits, I stomp my feet and have actually been as selfish and mean-spirited as people I most detest and disapprove of! Why, I almost went off on my little mama last night when she said something that rubbed me the wrong way.
I swallowed the words that nearly came out of my mouth and stepped out on the front porch for some fresh air-and a new perspective. I have to admit I wasn't having much success-sometimes it's so much easier to stay in a bad mood. A friend of mine showed up unannounced, and I wasn't happy about that, either. It turned out that his visit was exactly what I needed to pull me out of my own self-righteous anger and pity party.
Before he got there I was actually bemoaning my sorry lot in life, feeling like I was unappreciated by those I try to help most. Here comes my friend with a beautifully wrapped Christmas present from his little sister, whom I've never known that well. She wanted me to know how much she appreciated my always having shown concern for her and having time for her when she needed to talk. The gift itself was something I had recently wished for-a spikenard scented candle. I'd just had a fleeting thought a few weeks ago that a candle such as that would be nice to have.
The Universe has such a way of bringing me back to the moment. I should know by now that whenever I'm into self-righteous indignation I'll be put in my place. And it's really a lovely place to be-a place of love and gratitude and knowing that the Universe provides for us so abundantly.
The holidays aren't always the easiest time of year to get through. My hope and wish for you is that you've had many experiences this holiday season that gave you the opportunity to express gratitude for the greatest gift of all-the life you have been given.
Blessed Be!
Friday, December 17, 2010
Wherever You Go, God Is...
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As excited as I am and looking forward to my own family festivities, this is also a difficult time of year for me. Being an empath, I am all too aware of those who won't have jolly celebrations-who are alone, or in pain, or who may be taking their last walk at this time of year. Today I lit a candle to acknowledge those who are having a less than merry holiday this year, and I offer up this prayer for them--
May you always know--
The Light of God surrounds you;
The Love of God enfolds you;
The Power of God protects you;
Wherever you go, God is; and all is well!
Namaste!
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Saturday, December 11, 2010
Communing with God
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One of my favorite characters in a novel I read years ago was a stray dog. The dog was the side-kick to the main character in the book, a little alien boy who knew nothing about our world. The little boy learned to rely on the dog to let him know when danger was near because, as the story was told, the dog lived his life in constant awareness of "the Presence." (Wish I could remember the name of the novel!)
I have a friend who tells me he wants to get closer to God. My experience is that we can never be closer to God than we are right now. I may get knocked off track as I go through my day and not feel God near. But when I make a decision to reconnect with Source, I find that She never left and is right where She was when my attention drifted away.
"The Presence" is always available to us regardless of what we are doing or where we are. When I spend my day in communion with the Divine, my day is full of joy and wonder. I no longer feel unsafe or insecure. I know I'm in the perfect place at the perfect time--all the time. It's all a matter of where I choose to put my attention. I admit it does take practice to bring my attention back to Source, especially if I'm dealing with a person or situation that is distasteful or difficult. The joy I experience, though, when I choose communion with the Divine over all else makes the practice so worthwhile!
Namaste!
Friday, December 3, 2010
Merry Christmas!
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As a child growing up, I noticed each year at this time that people's hearts seemed to be a bit more open. Even during those rushed times when they were doing the last minute shopping, baking and decorating, there was a spirit of good will and generosity. I also remember wondering why people didn't seem to continue to have that open-heartedness and cheerfulness after Christmas was over. I thought it was sad, and every year I tried to maintain those feelings for as long after the holidays as I could.
People these days are often lacking Christmas joy and cheer it seems. The rush and the crowds seem to irritate more than anything. We can't do anything to change people's attitudes and make them more pleasant. However, we can do much about our own attitudes during this holiday season--and all year long.
Last summer we had three to four weeks of blistering hot weather down here in the South. For weeks the temperatures climbed well above 100 dangerously hot degrees. The weather people were forecasting little hope for relief, and I was feeling very low and very worried about how we would make it through the long hot days. It wasn't just me I was worried about. I've observed how hot temps cause tempers to flare. People do mean things when we're in the middle of a heat wave that they wouldn't ordinarily do.
Wondering what I could do to give myself a little relief from the doldrums I was in, I put a simple post on my Facebook page--"Merry Christmas! I'm going out to play in the snow!" I had no idea how much fun my Facebook friends would have as a result of that silly little post. After being gone for a couple of hours I checked back on Facebook. I was amazed at what I found. My friends had built a snow fort, made snow angels, had snowball fights and built a snowman--all in my make believe snow. What a simple thing to bring relief from the heat and a little fun into the day!
The Saturday before Thanksgiving I was at the grocery store with my little 83-year-old mother. Grocery shopping with her is a long, drawn out, tedious affair for me on a normal Saturday. But, of course, the Saturday before a holiday meant the store was packed. The aisles, too narrow anyway, were packed with people scrambling to find their baking needs, and I could tell some of them were getting irritated at the slower, elderly shoppers-my mom included. I was helping a young couple find what they were looking for, and finally just barked, "Happy Holidays!" Everyone on the aisle heard me and started to laugh. I like to think that at least those few people had a more enjoyable time finishing up their shopping.
Sometimes it's the simplest-and even silliest-thing to change a dull day into a happy day, a frown into a smile. And it doesn't cost a thing. I think we owe it to ourselves and to each other not to miss an opportunity to brighten our world.
So Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanakkah, Blessed Yule, Happy, Happy, Happy-from me to you!
Sunday, November 21, 2010
The Miracle of Blessing
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Blessing our food was a ritual in our home that was as sure as sunrise in the morning and sunset at night. It wasn't something to which I ever gave much thought-just one of those things I had to do like bathe or brush my teeth. Yet now that I'm an adult I appreciate the ritual of the Blessing as much more than a mundane habit forced on me by good Christian parents.
As human beings, we all have the ability to bless. The act of blessing is an acknowledgment that Spirit is present in everyone and everything with which we come in contact. When we bless something, we become aware of our interconnectedness with all things. My own experience with blessing, especially people and situations that are irritating to me, is an immediate humbling and release of all resentment or anger. I also find that in any situation where I give a blessing, I am also blessed.
A blessing doesn't have to be an elaborate, formal ritual. It can be as simple as saying, "Blessings to you," or "Bless this space." I've found this very helpful when driving. At one point, I found that I was experiencing road rage when other drivers cut me off or were otherwise reckless. I began simply saying, "Go with God" whenever another driver was being foolish. At first I admit I'd flip them off as I said it. But eventually I found that instead of making angry gestures I felt my heart open to the other driver and sending loving energy to them. It certainly cut down on my own stress level, and who knows what mishap it may have helped the other driver avoid?
I recently started a part time job as secretary at my mother's church. This is an opportunity for me to give back in a productive way to the people who were part of my "village" growing up. The work is mundane, and I'm definitely over-qualified for the position. However, as I print and fold bulletins and newsletters as part of my duties, I bless each one and ask that the people of this community know abundant blessing. I've blessed the work space asking that all who enter will be blessed. All very simple, and I wondered if it had made a difference. Just today one of the ladies commented that the office looks so nice now.
We never know who our blessings will touch or how far they may go. However, the ability to bless is a gift, and to miss an opportunity is to ignore our responsibility to use our gifts.
Thanksgiving is just a few days away. May you bless and be blessed in abundance, and may you know yourself as the blessing that you are.
Namaste!
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010
I Love You!
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Head for the coffee pot! Coffee always makes everything better first thing in the morning. I lift the pot to pour my first cup, and there's nothing there! Seems that although I prepared it the night before, no one bothered to turn it on this morning. Okay-I can wait ten minutes while it brews...
As I indicated, it's a rainy day, and I have to drive to my part time job in the rain this morning. This shouldn't be such a big deal. However, my little car, good as she is, tends to slip and slide on wet pavement. Alright-work isn't that far and I can take a less traveled route so my seriously reduced speed won't bother other drivers.
I'm now at work. Thank goodness the boss has the coffee ready when I get there. I love this job. Only three mornings a week, and I'm really over qualified for it. It's fulfilling for me because I'm rendering a service for people who I love. One priority I've been working on is a newsletter. I've done newsletters before. This should be a breeze... WRONG! I've worked for over a week to get a small newsletter out, and nothing I do works. Before I know it I've spent nearly the entire morning trying to figure out a program and I'm no closer to getting the newsletter out.
Time for a break. One at a time all the mishaps are nothing, but this computer problem is really working against my self-esteem. Let me check Facebook and see what's going on. A friend has shared a video, and I think I'll take time to watch it. It's probably uplifting music that will calm my mind and lift my spirit. I'm not really paying much attention-there is no music. But after about a minute into the video, I realize I'm smiling. I'm smiling and I can't help myself! The video consists of nothing more than different people saying "I love you." On the face, this isn't a great production. However, that simple video-those simple words from so many people I've never met-lifted me up and changed what was before a very trying day.
I love you! Namaste!
Friday, October 1, 2010
Teaching Tolerance and Responsibility
I am saddened and horrified at the tragic death of Tyler Clementi, the Rutgers student who committed suicide after learning that two of his fellow students had broadcast his sexual encounter with another young man over the internet. I grieve with Tyler's family as they move through this difficult time. And I also hold the students who participated in this as well as their families in my heart. I again sit and wonder what kind of world have we created for our children and how we could have omitted to teach them tolerance and responsibility.
We have and continue to develop technology that most of us consider necessary to our everyday living. I admit that having internet access keeps me from feeling isolated from friends and colleagues both near and far. I certainly don't want to give up my cell phone-it also keeps me in touch with friends and especially my children who no longer live close by. It's comforting to be able to feel that even when we are far apart we are constantly connected.
Yet this ended up not being Tyler's experience. His most private moments were broadcast for others to see. I can't imagine the humiliation and mortification he must have felt-nor the hopelessness that caused him to finally take his own life.
Cyberbullying is a major problem in particular among teens. I watched my youngest daughter as she dealt with cruel text messages on her cell phone on numerous occasions. She was a relatively popular young lady in high school, well liked by nearly everyone in her class. Yet on several occasions, someone would send her cruel messages that were hurtful. At one point the harassment became such a problem that I had to step in. And this was a minor thing...
Cell phones in schools have become quite a problem. Children are not supposed to have cell phones in school at all, although the majority do. My youngest daughter faced disciplinary action at one point for having her cell phone out in class. When I talked to the principal about it, he told me he knew nearly all the students had cell phones and admitted that technology has advanced faster than the school administration could keep up with. He didn't know what to do about the problem.
Technology is a wonderful thing. I don't know anyone who would want to get along without it, nor do I think we should. Yet we, the adults, are responsible for teaching our children tolerance and how to use technology responsibly. All of us have heard the story of Atlantis and the advanced technology that civilization developed. We are close to that stage of advancement ourselves. I believe that ALL technology can and should be used to better our world. Surely we have evolved spiritually so that our technology will not be used for our demise.
I am grateful to Tyler Clementi. He was one of the world's children-our children. I'm grateful for the short life he lived, and I'm grateful that he brought to our awareness a growing problem for our children that we must deal with and rectify.
Namaste!
We have and continue to develop technology that most of us consider necessary to our everyday living. I admit that having internet access keeps me from feeling isolated from friends and colleagues both near and far. I certainly don't want to give up my cell phone-it also keeps me in touch with friends and especially my children who no longer live close by. It's comforting to be able to feel that even when we are far apart we are constantly connected.
Yet this ended up not being Tyler's experience. His most private moments were broadcast for others to see. I can't imagine the humiliation and mortification he must have felt-nor the hopelessness that caused him to finally take his own life.
Cyberbullying is a major problem in particular among teens. I watched my youngest daughter as she dealt with cruel text messages on her cell phone on numerous occasions. She was a relatively popular young lady in high school, well liked by nearly everyone in her class. Yet on several occasions, someone would send her cruel messages that were hurtful. At one point the harassment became such a problem that I had to step in. And this was a minor thing...
Cell phones in schools have become quite a problem. Children are not supposed to have cell phones in school at all, although the majority do. My youngest daughter faced disciplinary action at one point for having her cell phone out in class. When I talked to the principal about it, he told me he knew nearly all the students had cell phones and admitted that technology has advanced faster than the school administration could keep up with. He didn't know what to do about the problem.
Technology is a wonderful thing. I don't know anyone who would want to get along without it, nor do I think we should. Yet we, the adults, are responsible for teaching our children tolerance and how to use technology responsibly. All of us have heard the story of Atlantis and the advanced technology that civilization developed. We are close to that stage of advancement ourselves. I believe that ALL technology can and should be used to better our world. Surely we have evolved spiritually so that our technology will not be used for our demise.
I am grateful to Tyler Clementi. He was one of the world's children-our children. I'm grateful for the short life he lived, and I'm grateful that he brought to our awareness a growing problem for our children that we must deal with and rectify.
Namaste!
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Embracing Change
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As a human being, I am hard-wired to want change. I experience things in my life that I like and some things I abhor. Based on my like/dislike experiences, I make my desires known to the Universe for more of what I like. Of course, getting more of what I like necessitates something changing. I get exactly what I said I wanted, but, Oops!-along with what I wanted, everything else seems to be falling apart.
Did I do something wrong? I was working the Law of Attraction to the best of my ability with the knowledge I had. I stated my intention to attract that new car, and within a week I had it. Oh, I felt so good driving around in my brand new automobile. It had everything I'd asked for and more. Then in the mail I got the paperwork. Uh-oh! Now I have to license the automobile. Worse, I have to pay sales tax on it? Oh, and don't forget the insurance required and the personal property taxes that will be due in October... Not to mention maintenance. All I asked for was this perfect new transporation. How could things have snowballed on me?
No, I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't think about the pebble that's thrown into the pond. There's nothing wrong with the pebble being thrown-but it changes everything about that pond once it's thrown. The ripples on the surface of the water, the water creeping slightly farther up the shore... This is what happens-change.
In her book, Living Life Inside Out, Barb Kampbell states, "Change is going to happen with or without your participation." Life is change. I spent so many years trying to maintain the status quo. It didn't stop any of the changes from happening. I only made myself miserable. Even though the world seems chaotic right now, the change I'm experiencing is exactly what I asked for. I see this clearly. But in order to enjoy my own manifestations, I must make friends with and embrace change.
Having spent so many years fighting change, I've decided that change is always good. Granted I may go through some major discomfort during transitional periods; but this new attitude about change-knowing that somewhere in the change lies also the solution for which I've been looking-gives me a sense of anticipation and excitement. And my life seems to flow.
Blessings!
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Saturday, September 18, 2010
When Less is More
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One of my favorite charitable organizations is Heifer Project International. I have gone on several field trips with my children to Heifer's headquarters in Perryville, Arkansas. I am always impressed at how everything-right down to the cow dung-is put to use in a beneficial and balanced way. There is never any waste, and this is what Heifer teaches to those under-privileged people they help. How often do I toss out something that could be recycled? And do it without giving any thought as to how that item could be recycled to benefit the planet...
I was fortunate on one of those field trips to be taken on a tour of the global village portion of the Perryville headquarters complex. This is an area where houses and other structures have been built that are typical in different countries around the globe. Some structures were more livable than others, having been constructed of brick, stone, and straw. One house was dome shaped with a fireplace in the center of the floor. There is a house on stilts that can be entered only by climbing a ladder.
The home that impressed me most, however, wasn't a solid structure at all. It was made of cardboard boxes that were flattened and attached in any way that could be managed. Our guide explained that on weekend field trips, groups of young people are assigned to live in these houses. On a recent weekend, it rained the entire time these children were there, and it was quite a miserable experience for those who were assigned the cardboard house. I was horrified as I realized that people live in situations such as this day in and day out in some places around the globe. It's quite humbling when you come to understand that even the most humble abode in our country would seem opulent to those who live in such depressed circumstances.
During their weekend in the global village, each group is given certain food, supplies and water for their overnight stay. However, one group may get rice and beans but no water. Or no way to start a fire to cook. They are free to go to their neighbors and trade or to work together for the greater good of the entire group. Of course, each group is also free to ignore the others and keep what they have been given to themselves. The groups that do best are those that work together as a complete community so that everyone is fed.
When my oldest son was 15 years old, he went on his first mission trip to Jamaica. The group he was with were helping to build houses for those less fortunate. It's very hard to impress a 15 year old boy. After his week in Jamaica, however, he told me how impressed he was with the Jamaican people. He said, "Mom, they have so little, but they're all so happy. They appreciate what they have, and they appreciated what we were doing for them."
We have so much in this country. Granted, some people have more than others. But I think sometimes we have so much that we aren't able to enjoy those things we have. In my case, the things-the house, the car, all those things I was paying for-owned me instead. I never got to enjoy what I had because I was so consumed with making enough to pay for those things and acquiring more. Since releasing so many of the things in my life a year ago, I've discovered I am much happier. No, I no longer have the home, but I live in a loving home with a beautiful sacred space that is mine. I have food to eat and clothes on my back. My time is no longer consumed with how I'm going to pay for things. I am in constant communion with Spirit and surrounded by people who love me. I have time to savor every moment of each day and to truly enjoy the blessings of life. And for all of this I am truly grateful.
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Tuesday, September 7, 2010
The Law of Increase
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One of the principles she talks about in The Dynamic Laws of Prosperity is the Law of Increase. Of course, we have to change our thinking about money, success, abundance, prosperity. We have to do our daily visioning and affirmations. We have to take the actions when Spirit shows us the next step to be taken. But if we want to go even further in the areas of both material gain and spiritual growth, we must practice the Law of Increase for ourselves and for others.
It is natural for all of us as humans to want more good in our lives. Whether we want a new or better relationship, the perfect career, a home, more money, or a new car, these desires of our hearts come to us from and are a part of Divine Mind and are therefore divine in origin. Divine Mind is always aware that there is enough for all of us to have everything we desire. Our human experience sometimes causes us to forget this, so we slip into thoughts of lack-our own and that of others. We doubt that we will manifest our own desires and we resent others for their success. What a sad place in which to be...
When I was a little girl, a friend of mine got a new bicycle. I was envious, as I wanted a new bike for myself. In typical little girl fashion I started picking my friend's new bicycle apart-it was the wrong size, a really ugly color, looked like a boy's bike instead of a girl's. My mother, who I am convinced is a closet metaphysician in her own right, listened to this for quite awhile. Then she said, "You know, Martha, it's a lot easier to be sad with someone than to be happy for them." Being the wise woman she always has been, she left it at that.
Oh, wow-did I feel about an inch tall! And at that point, I probably was no taller than that. Instead of celebrating with my friend a gift that was perfect for her, I'd picked it apart. In addition-and I didn't realize it then-I had cut myself off, at least for awhile, from receiving a bicycle that was perfect for me! I made a commitment that day, and I've kept that commitment all these many years, to always, always, ALWAYS celebrate the joys of others as if they are my own. This in itself has brought me more joy at times than if I'd been celebrating my own joys.
A couple of years ago I was working with a student. She had taken several of my classes, and I was very happy with her growth and accomplishments. I had encouraged her to look up Dr. Joe Vitale whose life is another great testimony to how the Law of Attraction works when you really work it. Dr. Vitale also had literally nothing before he began putting the principles of the Law of Attraction to work in his life. Now he makes money by sharing those same principles of success with others.
My student ordered one of Dr. Vitale's CD programs at my urging. She seemed to enjoy it and had signed up on one of his websites to receive his newsletters. Then one night she told me she was angry with Dr. Vitale. She said he was advertising a weekend workshop he was offering for $15,000.00. In her mind, this was wrong. She subsequently unsubscribed to Dr. Vitale's newsletter and returned the CD program to him. I remember thinking that this was a reflection of where my student was at the time and she certainly has a right to her opinion. But how sad that she would cut herself off from her own increased good by resenting the success of another.
It can be difficult when the news is full of talk of a failing economy, unemployment, etc. to have faith in the unseen and unlimited good that is available to us. However, just a slight change in our thinking can have a huge impact on not only our own circumstances but on the circumstances of those around us and globally. I don't have to physically have every experience you have to experience the joy of your having that experience. As I celebrate with you all of your joy-your success, your accomplishment, your acquisitions-your joy becomes my own, and I am open to receiving more of that which I desire at the same time.
Namaste!
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Thursday, September 2, 2010
Life is a Gift
My father was diagnosed with colon cancer a year ago. When he received the diagnosis, he was very positive-it doesn't belong there, let's get it out--NOW! During the eight weeks he was in the hospital, I watched Daddy go through a major process. He faced the inevitability of his own physical death, and he took several of those weeks deciding whether or not he would stay on this physical plane.
Of course, the entire family was worrying and scurrying around trying to fix Daddy. I didn't want him to make his transition yet, either. But I knew the decision was his. I waited with him as he made up his mind. I will never forget the day he got a card from his church. It had a cute little dog on the front, and the message inside was quite simple-"HEAL!" As I stood beside his bed laughing at the card, my father looked at me and said, "I am healing." I was stunned. I had never heard my father say anything like that before. I knew when he said it that my father understood a lot I'd never given him credit for, and I was connected to him on a level I'd not recognized until then.
After eight weeks in bed, Daddy was unable to walk even with a walker. He decided to go to a convalescent center for physical therapy. For three months he went to the gym for up to six hours a day. He arrived at the gym before the therapists got there in the morning and did his exercises on his own on the weekends when no one was there. He told jokes and entertained the staff and the residents. He was filled with more life than I had ever seen in him.
Daddy has been home for eight months now. The day we brought him home was one of so much joy and relief. We all realized that had he decided differently we wouldn't have him with us at all. He is still going through his process-aren't we all??? He has come to accept that he will always need a walker to get around, and he's probably never going to use those water skis again. I learn a lot just watching him move through his everyday life. Although the colon cancer is gone, he is in pain 24/7 from arthritis. Some nights he only sleeps for an hour or two before the pain gets him up. Yet even on those days when he's in the most pain and has had no sleep, he greets me each morning by saying, "I'm just so glad to be here."
Scottish medium, healer, and author, Rosemary Altea, shares the story of two Jewish gentlemen who appeared to her during one of her mediumship evenings. They were brothers who had died at the hands of the Nazis in the gas chambers. One might think these two who had died untimely and cruel deaths would share a message of hatred and anger. Instead they told the audience of the joy they'd known. They wanted us to understand that life is never a punishment, even when things are difficult and we can't see our way out. They said all life is a precious gift and reminded us to live each day with joy and love.
I learned last night that a friend of mine took her own life. She was a gifted healer, highly intelligent and quite accomplished in her field. Like my father, she dealt with arthritic pain on a daily basis. And she battled a lot of demons. I can remember the sadness as I watched this beautiful woman lose her will to live. She will remain in the hearts of all of those to whom she gave healing, and I hope that her very tortured soul will eventually find peace. She affected many people in a positive way while she was here, and perhaps even the way she chose to leave will be a lesson to some. There is no judgment for the choices she made. I only wish she, too, could have seen the gift that her life was to herself as well as others. I wish she could have started each day as my father does, saying, "I'm just so glad to be here."
Regardless of the challenges we are facing day in and day out, each of us has been given this sacred gift of life. Our difficulties are not punishment-just things to experience and move through. When I feel discouraged, frustrated and like I can't possibly take one more step, I look at my father and say, "I'm just so glad to be here!"
Blessings!
Of course, the entire family was worrying and scurrying around trying to fix Daddy. I didn't want him to make his transition yet, either. But I knew the decision was his. I waited with him as he made up his mind. I will never forget the day he got a card from his church. It had a cute little dog on the front, and the message inside was quite simple-"HEAL!" As I stood beside his bed laughing at the card, my father looked at me and said, "I am healing." I was stunned. I had never heard my father say anything like that before. I knew when he said it that my father understood a lot I'd never given him credit for, and I was connected to him on a level I'd not recognized until then.
After eight weeks in bed, Daddy was unable to walk even with a walker. He decided to go to a convalescent center for physical therapy. For three months he went to the gym for up to six hours a day. He arrived at the gym before the therapists got there in the morning and did his exercises on his own on the weekends when no one was there. He told jokes and entertained the staff and the residents. He was filled with more life than I had ever seen in him.
Daddy has been home for eight months now. The day we brought him home was one of so much joy and relief. We all realized that had he decided differently we wouldn't have him with us at all. He is still going through his process-aren't we all??? He has come to accept that he will always need a walker to get around, and he's probably never going to use those water skis again. I learn a lot just watching him move through his everyday life. Although the colon cancer is gone, he is in pain 24/7 from arthritis. Some nights he only sleeps for an hour or two before the pain gets him up. Yet even on those days when he's in the most pain and has had no sleep, he greets me each morning by saying, "I'm just so glad to be here."
Scottish medium, healer, and author, Rosemary Altea, shares the story of two Jewish gentlemen who appeared to her during one of her mediumship evenings. They were brothers who had died at the hands of the Nazis in the gas chambers. One might think these two who had died untimely and cruel deaths would share a message of hatred and anger. Instead they told the audience of the joy they'd known. They wanted us to understand that life is never a punishment, even when things are difficult and we can't see our way out. They said all life is a precious gift and reminded us to live each day with joy and love.
I learned last night that a friend of mine took her own life. She was a gifted healer, highly intelligent and quite accomplished in her field. Like my father, she dealt with arthritic pain on a daily basis. And she battled a lot of demons. I can remember the sadness as I watched this beautiful woman lose her will to live. She will remain in the hearts of all of those to whom she gave healing, and I hope that her very tortured soul will eventually find peace. She affected many people in a positive way while she was here, and perhaps even the way she chose to leave will be a lesson to some. There is no judgment for the choices she made. I only wish she, too, could have seen the gift that her life was to herself as well as others. I wish she could have started each day as my father does, saying, "I'm just so glad to be here."
Regardless of the challenges we are facing day in and day out, each of us has been given this sacred gift of life. Our difficulties are not punishment-just things to experience and move through. When I feel discouraged, frustrated and like I can't possibly take one more step, I look at my father and say, "I'm just so glad to be here!"
Blessings!
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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Creative Researcher of New Experiences
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Destroyer. Corpse eater. Fire-breather. Queen of Death.
Wise Woman. Grandmother. Crone.
Regardless of the culture, archetype or myth from whence She originates, there is no doubt that the Dark Goddess is both powerful and commanding. When She appears, everything that has been built on deceit, dishonesty and denial is destroyed and swept away. The Crone is ignored and feared by many. Often people attempt to escape her influence. However, when things become too structured and exclusionary, the Crone inevitably steps in to shake things up and clear a pathway for the new. No one is excluded from her touch.
Nor would we truly want the Goddess in her most awesome form to exclude us. Without her assistance, things never change. Our world stagnates, withers, and dies. The Wise Woman knows that in order for us to create something new, we must first purge and release that which no longer serves us. Being wise Herself, She assists us in deciding what is of true value. Having discarded the things of the past, we are able to move forward at a higher vibration. We understand that now we are truly Light beings without that which weighed us down before.
As we move closer to the year 2012 and the end of the Mayan calendar, there is a polarization in our world. While some struggle to maintain a status quo that no longer works, others are urging massive change with little or no respect or consideration for the old. There is much fear in our world as governments fail to right economic disaster, businesses fail, relationships end, and natural disasters become mega-disasters as the planet Herself moves up the ascension ladder. We would like to go straight to the top of the mountain. However, before we begin our ascent, we must complete our descent to the lowest depths of the valley. Yes, this is a scary thing to do, especially when we look into the depths and see the face of the Crone staring up at us, apparently waiting to consume us. But wait--look a little longer. Soften your gaze, and you will see not the horrible, decomposing face of a monster, but the Grandmother, arm outstretched, beckoning you to complete your descent. If you take her hand, She will guide you through what is to come...
The day my son presented me with my first grandchild, I informed him that I wasn't ready to be a grandmother yet. Of course, seven years ago, with my youngest child still in secondary school, I was still working mainly with the energy of the Mother within myself. Now that I am older, and hopefully a bit wiser and more mature, I see the Grandmother's energy directing my life more and more. Two years ago when a young friend of mine told me she didn't want to insult me but she thought of me as the Crone in her life, I was honored. Can it be that I have wisdom to share that is of value to others? And if so, do I have the intuitive ability to know how to present that wisdom in a manner that is beneficial to others? That's pretty heavy stuff! Do I even want the responsibility??? Arrrrggghh!!!!
On a recent trip with a friend, while visiting a metaphysical shop, I found my friend bent over laughing hysterically. She turned around and handed me a bumper sticker that reads as follows--
Creative
Researcher
Of
New
Experiences
She bought me that bumper sticker, and it sets proudly on my chest of drawers so it's one of the first things I see each day.
We all have the energy of the Crone within us-along with that of the Maiden and the Mother-all the time. Depending on where we are in our lives, we draw on those energies to assist us. When we are young, the energy of the Maiden, full of inspiration and ideas that are fresh and new is the most pronounced energy. The Mother, of course, takes over and is more dominant as we become adults raising families and pursuing careers. She helps us with her creative energy as we work to manifest the ideas of the Maiden. But the Crone-the Creative Researcher of New Experiences-is also waiting for us to slow down and let go long enough to really experience our lives. She shows up whenever we go through endings to walk us through and prepare us for our next beginnings. In this way, every experience is new and exciting.
Yes, the Crone means serious business. Yes, She is the bringer of death and destruction. But She loves us through the purging and releasing, knowing that what we truly desire is to create something new and life affirming. She doesn't come to punish us, but to guide us through the night to the dawn of a bright new day. Join me as I take Her hand and we will co-create the world anew!
Friday, August 20, 2010
There is Only One of Us
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I was definitely part of the "New Age" movement during the 1990s. I read everything I could get my hands on that had anything to do with metaphysics and spirituality. I studied many different religions and philosophies, soaking up all this information like the proverbial sponge until my mind could hold no more. I would rest for awhile and dive back in. The 1990s was a time when I was gathering knowledge, not the least of which was the fact that we are all one and what I do affects the whole. But having knowledge-although an essential component of the individual ascension process-isn't the same as living what you say you believe.
Karen Bishop who has shared inspiration and hope for years on her websites, www.whatsuponplanetearth.com and www.emergingearthangels.com, recently made the observation that humanity as a whole has moved past the "New Age" movement. My observation is that once we passed the century mark, the Universe was pushing us to really practice what we'd been preaching for the last two decades. This was no longer just something to talk about-we were now being asked to walk the walk. Oh, wow! That's never the fun part!
Humanity as a whole has been going through a massive ascension process. Not that we haven't always been ascending. But over the last three years and continuing through 2012, the creative energies available to us is accelerating 100,000-fold each year according to Barbara Marciniak in her book, Path of Empowerment. We have the choice of how we respond and react to these energies, but the one thing we must do is take total responsibility for our creations. The ascension process is not something any of us escapes. We may be on different rungs of the ascension ladder, but each of us is necessary to the process. Even the planet herself is going through the process, as evidenced by the more frequent major natural disasters we are experiencing. And no one gets left behind.
Many years ago I was going through a major transition period in my life. I questioned whether or not I was worthy to be here, and, yes, considered leaving this plane of existence. Fortunately, I had a good friend who was watching me go through this painful period. On a day when I was feeling particularly hopeless and helpless, he said to me, "Martha, you know the Universe is complete only because you're in it." Those few words were a precious gift to me. I saw then that my choosing to leave was a childish, escapist route. And I knew in that moment that I, like everyone else on the planet, have a specific and necessary role to play in the ascension process.
Regardless of how great or small, each of us has chosen to be on Earth during these transitional times. Our lives are a beautiful gift. We meet each other-maybe only for an instant or maybe we spend a lifetime together. But each time we do, we are changed forever.
It is my privilege to be here now with every other person on the planet. You are all my traveling companions and for that I am very grateful. It would be a lonely and sad journey without each and every other who walks this walk. May we be aware that we are all one, that we each have a gift to share and a part to play in the ascension of the planet. May we acknowledge our sameness and celebrate our diversity, for it is through our differences that we create something new.
Namaste!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Looking for the Blessing
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I realize I am not alone with my feelings of frustration. The cardinal t-square has tightened. We are all being asked to work, work, work through our issues and grow up, become the adults in our world. If nothing else, the t-square will show us just how interconnected we are.
Okay, so where is the blessing in this configuration? This isn't even the chaos with which I deal so well. This is like hitting a brick wall and not accomplishing anything. Ouch! Hitting a brick wall hurts, and it makes me mad. I've sat here all morning with nothing to say-just staring at the wall. Is the lesson in the wall? On the wall? Through the wall?
All I hear is silence. Stillness... Now I vaguely hear a voice, a message coming through. It asks me, "What did you have planned today that was so important? What have you not accomplished that needed to be accomplished today?" Those aren't even hard questions. The answer to both is nothing. There is really nothing pressing right now. "So what is in the stillness that you are avoiding?" Oh, dear, I hate questions like that one! Like, why is it so hard for me to just sit in/with the stillness? Can I just allow everything to be exactly as it is without wanting to change it in any way? Can I be grateful for it??? Now there's a question I don't want to answer!
I know I'm not alone on this transit through the t-square. Friends, family and clients have called asking for explanations and for help. Many hoped I could take their cup away. The truth is that just as they were going through the shifts in their charts, I was going through my own. Nothing and no one was going to save us this time. We all had to face our anger and our fears and take total responsibility for all of our creations.
Now that we are nearing the end of this transit I can look back over the last several weeks and see that I did indeed make the shifts. Much of what used to matter to me just doesn't seem that important any more. I have learned what is truly important in my life and let go of what no longer served me. I am more grown up and wiser than I was four weeks ago, and in the process I've raised my vibration.
I know this has been a hard time for many, but I can honestly say I am grateful for what I've gained by partnering with the t-square. My hope is that you have been able to do the same.
Namaste!
Sunday, August 8, 2010
On Being the Parent...(or the Child!)
Some of the most profound lessons I've learned during this lifetime have been those taught to me by my children. My experience has been that the lessons themselves are ultimately quite simple, and children have such a wonderful ability to see things in their most pristine, simple form. I'm sure there have been times when my kids shook their heads and sighed as they watched me try to make things more complicated than they were. Having four children of my own has been quite the learning experience for me, for each one has his or her own unique way of being-and therefore teaching.
The thing about being the parent is that sometimes we simply don't want to be the adult in a given situation. I admit there were times when I thought I couldn't keep going that one of the youngsters would bring me up short, saying, "Mama, what have you always told us?" Uh-oh! Have I been caught and called on the carpet. No, I wasn't walking the walk when that happened (and it happened more than once I assure you!) How humiliating! I was talking a good game, but when push came to shove, I couldn't practice what I preached! (Please forgive all the cliche!) At least I found out when these situations arose that just because their eyes glazed over every time I got on my soapbox didn't mean they weren't paying attention. HA!
I don't think it's necessarily bad for our roles with our children to change from time to time-just so long as it's not a permanent role reversal. It's good for us to find out what it's like to be the child and for them to find out just how powerless and ineffective we, as the adults, feel sometimes. I have personally gained a greater appreciation for each child as an individual as we've gone through these changes in our lives.
I raised my youngest child by myself from the time she was eight years old. This was a very scary thing for me. I was a typically disempowered woman who didn't believe she could raise a child alone. But she and I got through those growing up years a step and a stumble at a time. I remember one Mother's Day in particular when she and I were arguing. I was feeling sorry for myself because I felt that she wasn't honoring me the way I wanted her to. A friend of mine was watching us, and after my daughter walked away in a huff, smiled and said, "You're doing a good job raising each other."
And that's exactly what we were doing-raising each other. I have no doubt that on the soul level she and I agreed to raise each other for those last ten years of her minority. Ours wasn't the ordinary mother/daughter relationship that most families experience. Yes, I was the mom and she the little girl. But we were also like sisters much of the time, and often like roommates and best friends. We were very close to each other and knew that when no one else in the world could be trusted, we could trust each other. I was involved in all of her activities and we were very close.
That's why it was so hard a year ago when she decided to move 1,000 miles away to Orlando, Florida to go to school. Yes, there was a young man involved-she knew better than to try to BS me on that. But the schools there offered training in dance-her first love-that she couldn't get here at home.
I knew when she made the decision to go that our relationship would change in a way that it never had before. I also knew that as close as we had always been, our relationship had to change form for our individual evolution. She needed to strike out on her own and be totally independent. And I had things I needed to do that I couldn't for so long as all my attention was on her.
I didn't sleep much the night before she left. I wanted to hang onto each moment, knowing that it would be a very long time before I saw her again. I asked her that morning if she still wanted to do this. I think I saw the beginning of a tear form in her eye as she nodded her head. We both knew that it was necessary for her to make this journey so far from home-from me. So I helped her pack the last things in her car and watched her back out of the driveway. Watched her drive down the street until I couldn't see her any more. My youngest, my baby, my little butterfly. No matter how it hurt my heart to let her go, I had to let her fly.
It's been a year since my little butterfly few away. So much has changed. We are no longer the same people we were a year ago. She left here without a job and not knowing where she would stay the second night she was there. She found a job and stayed with a family friend until she could move into her own apartment. She continued calling me every time she was frustrated, but she and I were both learning that I can't fix her drama for her. The last few months she's gotten to where she solves her own problems very well without my input. This makes me happy. I must have done something right for her to have grown up the way she has.
I'm awaiting her arrival home. Not the home we shared together-that's no longer there. And that's as it should be. That home no longer served us. I know that she will be surprised at how grown up she is now. We will visit for a week, and when it's time, she will return to Florida, her new home, and I will continue my work as Spirit directs me. I think we have done a great job of raising each other.
I have many labels. I am a Healer, a Lightworker, a Metaphysician, a spiritual guide. I'm told I've helped a lot of people, and I, too, have grown much in this past year. But today as I wait for my butterfly's return, I am just a mother.
The thing about being the parent is that sometimes we simply don't want to be the adult in a given situation. I admit there were times when I thought I couldn't keep going that one of the youngsters would bring me up short, saying, "Mama, what have you always told us?" Uh-oh! Have I been caught and called on the carpet. No, I wasn't walking the walk when that happened (and it happened more than once I assure you!) How humiliating! I was talking a good game, but when push came to shove, I couldn't practice what I preached! (Please forgive all the cliche!) At least I found out when these situations arose that just because their eyes glazed over every time I got on my soapbox didn't mean they weren't paying attention. HA!
I don't think it's necessarily bad for our roles with our children to change from time to time-just so long as it's not a permanent role reversal. It's good for us to find out what it's like to be the child and for them to find out just how powerless and ineffective we, as the adults, feel sometimes. I have personally gained a greater appreciation for each child as an individual as we've gone through these changes in our lives.
I raised my youngest child by myself from the time she was eight years old. This was a very scary thing for me. I was a typically disempowered woman who didn't believe she could raise a child alone. But she and I got through those growing up years a step and a stumble at a time. I remember one Mother's Day in particular when she and I were arguing. I was feeling sorry for myself because I felt that she wasn't honoring me the way I wanted her to. A friend of mine was watching us, and after my daughter walked away in a huff, smiled and said, "You're doing a good job raising each other."
And that's exactly what we were doing-raising each other. I have no doubt that on the soul level she and I agreed to raise each other for those last ten years of her minority. Ours wasn't the ordinary mother/daughter relationship that most families experience. Yes, I was the mom and she the little girl. But we were also like sisters much of the time, and often like roommates and best friends. We were very close to each other and knew that when no one else in the world could be trusted, we could trust each other. I was involved in all of her activities and we were very close.
That's why it was so hard a year ago when she decided to move 1,000 miles away to Orlando, Florida to go to school. Yes, there was a young man involved-she knew better than to try to BS me on that. But the schools there offered training in dance-her first love-that she couldn't get here at home.
I knew when she made the decision to go that our relationship would change in a way that it never had before. I also knew that as close as we had always been, our relationship had to change form for our individual evolution. She needed to strike out on her own and be totally independent. And I had things I needed to do that I couldn't for so long as all my attention was on her.
I didn't sleep much the night before she left. I wanted to hang onto each moment, knowing that it would be a very long time before I saw her again. I asked her that morning if she still wanted to do this. I think I saw the beginning of a tear form in her eye as she nodded her head. We both knew that it was necessary for her to make this journey so far from home-from me. So I helped her pack the last things in her car and watched her back out of the driveway. Watched her drive down the street until I couldn't see her any more. My youngest, my baby, my little butterfly. No matter how it hurt my heart to let her go, I had to let her fly.
It's been a year since my little butterfly few away. So much has changed. We are no longer the same people we were a year ago. She left here without a job and not knowing where she would stay the second night she was there. She found a job and stayed with a family friend until she could move into her own apartment. She continued calling me every time she was frustrated, but she and I were both learning that I can't fix her drama for her. The last few months she's gotten to where she solves her own problems very well without my input. This makes me happy. I must have done something right for her to have grown up the way she has.
I'm awaiting her arrival home. Not the home we shared together-that's no longer there. And that's as it should be. That home no longer served us. I know that she will be surprised at how grown up she is now. We will visit for a week, and when it's time, she will return to Florida, her new home, and I will continue my work as Spirit directs me. I think we have done a great job of raising each other.
I have many labels. I am a Healer, a Lightworker, a Metaphysician, a spiritual guide. I'm told I've helped a lot of people, and I, too, have grown much in this past year. But today as I wait for my butterfly's return, I am just a mother.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Partnering with the Cardinal T-Square
I am not an astrologist. I will tell anyone that I know just enough about astrology to be dangerous. However, there is a celestial event this week known to astrologists as the cardinal t-square that is creating quite a stir for all of us. Several planets are transiting at the same time, and for each of us this represents shifts in different areas of our lives all at the same time.
A lot has been written about this astrological event, and it's easy to find more technical information on the internet. I can only address it from my vantage point. Some of the things I've read about this historical transit is down-right scary. However, I believe that we can work with it and come out of this situation much better than before.
As with anything going on right now, the details of what we are experiencing are not so important as how we move through them. Everyone is being asked to take responsibility for and own everything they have created. If there are unresolved issues in your life, you will be forced to face them and deal with them. We are being asked to be our own parents and to be the adults in our world.
We do have free will now as we always have. We can hide away and ignore what's before us. We can choose not to act-sometimes that seems easier. However, when we do act in a positive way, we are free of that which previously blocked us. We can see more clearly our personal mission and soul's purose. Granted, things may not look the same as they did before. But as we release what no longer serves us, we can create what we desire.
There is no doubt that the energies this week are volatile. The stage is set for all kinds of disasters. Sometimes when the energies are bogged down, it takes an explosion of some kind to get them moving again. This was true when terrorists attacked on 911. The exploding energy from planes being flown into the World Trade Center in New York City and the Pentagon shook up a layer of negative energy that had settled around the planet at that time.
People are experiencing this astrological transit in different ways. I've felt like I was being screwed down in a vise, the energy unyielding, while at the same time feeling very nervous. I got a text message from a friend yesterday that said, "I've been t-squared!" She had been moving along on a project and suddenly felt like she'd run into a brick wall. And many of the people with whom I work are having the same experience.
Yet this is not necessarily a bad time. Again, what matters is how we move through this-not the specific details of our challenges. Partnering with the energy of the t-square can move us forward, even though it will definitely shake things up. Partnering with each other-we truly are not alone in this-can help us move through the experience with greater ease. We do have to be responsible for ourselves during this transit. In any area of your life where you tend to sit back and let someone else take care of you, you will be asked to step up to the plate and swing the bat yourself. We aren't being given time to think about the consequences of swinging that bat. However, from what I can tell, failure to swing it at this point is what is detrimental to us. It takes courage, but I'm finding that when I do this, things happen in a positive way.
The world is definitely changing. As several astrologer friends of mine have put it, the world is never going to look the same again. This is what we have asked for on a soul level. May we never be faint of heart as we do our part to move the planet into the New Age and create a New World.
Blessings!
A lot has been written about this astrological event, and it's easy to find more technical information on the internet. I can only address it from my vantage point. Some of the things I've read about this historical transit is down-right scary. However, I believe that we can work with it and come out of this situation much better than before.
As with anything going on right now, the details of what we are experiencing are not so important as how we move through them. Everyone is being asked to take responsibility for and own everything they have created. If there are unresolved issues in your life, you will be forced to face them and deal with them. We are being asked to be our own parents and to be the adults in our world.
We do have free will now as we always have. We can hide away and ignore what's before us. We can choose not to act-sometimes that seems easier. However, when we do act in a positive way, we are free of that which previously blocked us. We can see more clearly our personal mission and soul's purose. Granted, things may not look the same as they did before. But as we release what no longer serves us, we can create what we desire.
There is no doubt that the energies this week are volatile. The stage is set for all kinds of disasters. Sometimes when the energies are bogged down, it takes an explosion of some kind to get them moving again. This was true when terrorists attacked on 911. The exploding energy from planes being flown into the World Trade Center in New York City and the Pentagon shook up a layer of negative energy that had settled around the planet at that time.
People are experiencing this astrological transit in different ways. I've felt like I was being screwed down in a vise, the energy unyielding, while at the same time feeling very nervous. I got a text message from a friend yesterday that said, "I've been t-squared!" She had been moving along on a project and suddenly felt like she'd run into a brick wall. And many of the people with whom I work are having the same experience.
Yet this is not necessarily a bad time. Again, what matters is how we move through this-not the specific details of our challenges. Partnering with the energy of the t-square can move us forward, even though it will definitely shake things up. Partnering with each other-we truly are not alone in this-can help us move through the experience with greater ease. We do have to be responsible for ourselves during this transit. In any area of your life where you tend to sit back and let someone else take care of you, you will be asked to step up to the plate and swing the bat yourself. We aren't being given time to think about the consequences of swinging that bat. However, from what I can tell, failure to swing it at this point is what is detrimental to us. It takes courage, but I'm finding that when I do this, things happen in a positive way.
The world is definitely changing. As several astrologer friends of mine have put it, the world is never going to look the same again. This is what we have asked for on a soul level. May we never be faint of heart as we do our part to move the planet into the New Age and create a New World.
Blessings!
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Friday, July 30, 2010
Being Grateful 365 a Year
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The question that's been popping up for me the last few days is, "Can I be truly grateful 365 a year?" When I am unemployed, homeless, with the IRS and bill collectors breathing down my back, can I continue to live with utmost gratitude for the gift that is my life? Do I even consider my life to be a gift especially when things seem so grim?
Being grateful is a choice I make each day. Upon arising in the morning, all the "to do's" and the "oh my god, what if's" try to crowd into my mind with my first cup of coffee. I have the option of succumbing and riding the wave of unconsciousness, or I can begin yet again to list the things for which I'm grateful. I know once I get started that those things will far outweigh the woes that threaten to drown me.
I find that the less I have, the more grateful I am. For example, a year ago I had to move from my home of 15 years. In two weeks time, I gave away over 3/4 of all my personal belongings. I have very little as far as personal property goes now. Yet the little I do have has so much more meaning. Having less, I have the time and the space to feel gratitude for those things that remain with me. My burden is light-I no longer am a slave to the mortgage payment and the monthly credit card and utility bills. I am free in a way I haven't experienced since childhood.
About three months into this massive transitional phase of mine, a fellow Lightworker asked, "Martha, are you grateful yet?" My answer was, "Not yet, but I know I will be." I remember reading in one of Neale Donald Walsch's Conversations with God books that we reach a degree of mastery when we learn to appreciate those things which we do not like. Having faith that the Universe knows what it's doing as it stirs us around and places us where we are needed helps on the days when I'm not feeling so grateful. My faith in Divine Order helps me look with anticipation beyond the appearances of everyday challenges to the ultimate good that the Universe is orchestrating. Learning to say "thank you" in the midst of the crisis is a sign of great growth. It opens our hearts and puts us in a position to receive our highest good-and that is always greater than that for which we, with our little minds, have asked.
Namaste!
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Tuesday, July 27, 2010
All My Relations
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Participation in sweat lodge had a profound effect on me at many different levels. The most profound experience for me, however, was that although I am not Native American and know just enough about Native American tradition to be dangerous, I knew that I was welcome and felt a communal embrace from all who were there. The Native American greeting "Mitakuye Oyasin" or "all my relations" was being practiced quite literally by those participating in sweat lodge.
This experience was the opposite of one I'd had two months prior to sweat lodge. A dear friend who is a pastor in a protestant denomination asked me to speak at one of her lenten services during Lent. The topic of her Lenten series was "who's your neighbor," and she had asked several people with very different beliefs to speak.
I grew up in a protestant church, so I had no fear of speaking to this group of people. After all, they were Christians and therefore all-loving like Christ, weren't they? I was stunned and taken aback by the hostility I felt from this congregation as I explained my work as a Lightworker and Healer. I think that if they could have gotten away with it they would have burned me at the stake right there in their sanctuary. I left very disheartened because regardless of a person's beliefs it would never occur to me to demonstrate hostility to another human being.
What I noticed first and foremost at sweat lodge was that everyone was welcome, regardless of their religious beliefs. The second prayer round was for us to say our prayers for others-even those we do not like. Since the group represented a lot of different faiths, we were asked to pray aloud in the manner in which we usually pray and feel comfortable. It is a powerful experience when people of different faiths raise their voices together and release their prayers to the Grandfathers, to Spirit, to God as each of us understands Him/Her. I actually felt my heart open during this round as I lifted up my loved ones-and my not so loved ones-and released them to Spirit.
Finally when it was time to exit the lodge, we were told when we exited to bow our heads to the ground and say "all my relations." I loved this statement. Of course, I first thought of my children, my parents, my sister, aunts and uncles. But "all my relations" encompasses so much more. It is a profound statement and declaration of our interconnectedness to every other human, to the plants, animals, the planet, and an acknowledgment of our place in the Universe.
Humanity is going through a massive transformation right now, and as part of the human family, we are all affected. I truly believe that the only way for us to make it through the next few chaotic years, we will have to
come together on a global scale. Knowing that what we do to others we also do to ourselves and with an awareness of our relatedness to each other will make this transformation go more smoothly.
This is my wish for myself as well as for all other beings-All My Relations!
Thursday, July 22, 2010
St. Mary Magdelene
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I picked up a book to read while I wait. It happens to be Margaret Starbird's book, Mary Magdalene: Bride in Exile. Margaret Starbird's works on Mary Magdalene heavily influenced the topic of my doctoral dissertation, The Return of the Sacred Feminine. When I was nearing the end of writing that dissertation and seemed blocked, I prayed to Mary Magdalene and told her that all I wanted was to do her justice. Miraculously, within two days I was done with a project I'd worked on for over a year.
Now as I sit waiting for the doctor to come tell me how my mother is, I realize today's date-July 22. It is the feast day of St. Mary Magdalene, the patron saint of frail and penitent women. What more perfect and appropriate day to have this biopsy done!
The doctor is here. He tells me my mother is doing fine. Although we won't have the lab results for a week, he assures me that he sincerely doubts there is a malignancy.
Once more, I give thanks to St. Mary Magdalene. She has guided and supported me through one more of life's challenges.
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Tuesday, July 20, 2010
I Love You, I'm Sorry, Please Forgive Me, Thank You
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Based on an ancient Hawaiian problem solving process, Ho'oponopono, means cause (Ho'o) perfection (ponopono). Morrnah Simeona originally created the process from the ancient Hawaiian teachings. Dr. Len later updated it to develop Self-Identity Ho'oponopono. It is one of the simplest techniques to learn and to implement in everyday life that I have ever used. The process itself involves repentence, forgiveness, and transmutation.
Understanding that we are 100% responsible for attracting everything into our lives-people, places, situations AND our feelings about what we have attracted-is key to begin work with this technique. My experience has been that even if I start without acknowledging my total responsibility, as I repeat the mantras, not only do I accept responsibility but I also feel and experience healing in all situations that may be bothering me.
So, simply stated-and this is the simplest of techniques-Ho'oponopono consists of repeating the following four mantras over and over again:
I love you
I'm sorry
Please forgive me
Thank you
At first glance, it sounds too simple, and even a bit off the wall. However, those four simple statements are powerful tools for clearing away old limiting beliefs that are blocking you from what you say you want and bringing you back to your natural state of perfection.
I won't go into the specifics of how Ho'oponopono works. There are many good websites that address this technique. All you have to do is repeat the mantras, either aloud or silently, over and over again for any person or situation that is causing you to feel out of sync. I found that when I first started using the technique, other things would come up as I repeated the mantras that could also use healing. If this happens to you, don't worry about it. Just continue repeating! I have done this for so long that the mantras are repeating themselves in all situations in the back of my mind.
One of the advantages of using Ho'oponopono is that you don't have to know the cause of what's bothering you. Many people give up when they are asked to dig deep to find causes of their problems. I often felt confused and frustrated because I couldn't put my finger on it. But as I used the mantras on the frustration, I gained clarity and insight that I'd not before had.
Today I'm grateful for Ho'oponopono and to those who shared it with us.
I love you!
I'm sorry!
Please forgive me!
Thank you!
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Friday, July 16, 2010
The Gratitude List
I was member of a 12-step program for over 15 years. One of the tools we used in that program was the dreaded gratitude list. Just let one of us complain about ANYTHING-whether it was being abused by an intoxicated spouse or a hangnail-and we were given "the assignment"! Make a gratitude list. You will make gratitude lists until you are grateful. And what you will be most grateful for is when you no longer have to make a list!!!!
Seriously, gratitude is probably the most necessary component to having a joyous life. The happiest people I know are those who can look at what appear to be dire circumstances in their lives and are grateful. My own experience is that when I'm not absolutely grateful for everything in my life, I have no joy.
When my son was in high school, he was part of a mission trip to Jamaica. What impressed him the most while he was there was that most of the Jamaican people live in dire poverty, yet they are truly happy all of the time. They are grateful for what they have each day, and they aren't worried about what they don't have.
I had a friend years ago who suggested due to my attitude at the time that I should make a gratitude list. He said if I did it right, it would take me several days to complete. I didn't like what he said at the time, but I also knew he was right. If I am still here, breathing, I obviously have everything I need to be alive right now. And if I take time to look, I have much for which to be grateful.
The wonderful thing about gratitude lists is that after you get started, you begin to feel better. When we fill our minds with things we like, there is no room for those things we don't like. We are focusing on what we have instead of what we don't have.
This blog is for you. I wanted to create a space where people can come to give a blessing, receive a blessing, share a blessing. So please feel free to start your own gratitude list here and now. Take your time with this. Sometimes it takes awhile before you begin to feel good. But you will hit on something-maybe a very small something-that is just the thing to lift your spirits. It will make you feel so much better!
Seriously, gratitude is probably the most necessary component to having a joyous life. The happiest people I know are those who can look at what appear to be dire circumstances in their lives and are grateful. My own experience is that when I'm not absolutely grateful for everything in my life, I have no joy.
When my son was in high school, he was part of a mission trip to Jamaica. What impressed him the most while he was there was that most of the Jamaican people live in dire poverty, yet they are truly happy all of the time. They are grateful for what they have each day, and they aren't worried about what they don't have.
I had a friend years ago who suggested due to my attitude at the time that I should make a gratitude list. He said if I did it right, it would take me several days to complete. I didn't like what he said at the time, but I also knew he was right. If I am still here, breathing, I obviously have everything I need to be alive right now. And if I take time to look, I have much for which to be grateful.
The wonderful thing about gratitude lists is that after you get started, you begin to feel better. When we fill our minds with things we like, there is no room for those things we don't like. We are focusing on what we have instead of what we don't have.
This blog is for you. I wanted to create a space where people can come to give a blessing, receive a blessing, share a blessing. So please feel free to start your own gratitude list here and now. Take your time with this. Sometimes it takes awhile before you begin to feel good. But you will hit on something-maybe a very small something-that is just the thing to lift your spirits. It will make you feel so much better!
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