Saturday, September 11, 2010

GET UNSTUCK !!!

Shake it loose, let it go, walk away, move along, face the shit, clean it up, make a change, ask yourself "WTF"?

Then ... breathe deeply, really deeply more than many times ... and aim at authentic, honest, vulnerable, creative, LOVE, ease, health, vitality, CONSCIOUSNESS ... compliance, resilience, devotion TO SELF, forgiveness OF SELF, LOVE (yes more of it) and then more LOVE.

Get out of the old way, get out of your own way. Get out of the way .. here is one for you, you are not in the way as life goes on leaving you behind. You are only in the way of yourself.

This was prompted when I saw the visual images of the Twin Towers, billowing smoke above the NYC skyline. I was initially perplexed, I had to double check to see what I was seeing. Our media ... designed to stimulate our "follower/sufferer/victim" collective. Because so many of us are STUCK in the "follower/sufferer/victim" ways.

NINE YEARS ...

Globally ... not now.
Nationally ... not now.
Regionally ... not now.
Locally ... not now.

CENTERED in the HEART ... now ... how have you changed for the better?

Here is another one ... now ... how have you resisted change, change for the better? What are you still doing, still supporting (acting as a life support system for something dying, something that died long ago) that you know you should get "unstuck" from?

GET IT OUT ... GET IT OVER WITH ... GET UNSTUCK ... MOVE ON !!!

For you !!!

Friday, September 3, 2010

gearing up ... again

The dream world ...

We are heading into another series of the "Revelation Dreaming - Dream Medicine" workshops and my soul and psyche are already on task. I detailed my bedroom last week for the dream altar energy and for a clear table for my dream journal and all of my dream potential to come to be ... again and again and again ... always getting better, going deeper, wider, higher, clearer, and so much more, there is always so much more ... yes!

These workshops are the most incredible vacations, other world destinations, life style realizations, great life manifestations ... living the mundane EMANCIPATIONS ... living the world of profound fascination, falling asleep with magic incantations ... to set you up for astounding creations ...

I AM IN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

flatlined emotions ...

In a dream last night I was walking through a dark room when I noticed someone sitting in a chair in a corner. The person was slumped over in the chair, with no vital energy in their being. Their only activity was that they were tapping on their heart, small rhythmic taps like the ones people use for EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique).

At first I couldn't tell who the person was, due to the darkness of the room and the posture (being slumped over) that the person was sitting in.

I asked the person what they were doing. The person said "my emotions have stopped, they stopped so long ago I cannot remember what emotions really are". I asked the person why they were tapping on their chest and they said "I am hoping to get my emotions started again, so that I can feel something. I think that my emotions have flat lined".

I told the person that tapping on the chest was not going to work in turning on the emotions again. I told the person that facing life, in an upright posture would turn their emotions on again. The person said "it was necessary to turn off my emotions at one point in life, it was necessary to make it through, through life, through pain".

I told the person "flat lining emotions is a tendency, not a necessity", and when I said this the person finally looked up and at me. The dark, shadowy room crumbled away, with everything in it falling into a large void, including the person in the chair. Everything turned to a golden yellow glow around me and the sun was shining brightly after that. I could feel warmth in place of the cold of the dark, shadowy room. I was left standing on nothing, perched on energy with my feet directly below me like I was hovering in the air.

I looked for the person, concerned that they had fallen into the void. I could see the person laying on a shoreline, like they had been washed in the water, up onto dry sand. The person stood upright and walked away, pushing their hair out of the face and standing taller with each step that they took.

This dream really stuck with me.

Tendency: a natural or prevailing disposition to move, proceed, or act in some direction or toward some point, end, or result: an inclination, or predisposition to something:

Necessity: something necessary or indispensable: food, shelter, and other necessities of life. the fact of being necessary or indispensable; indispensability:
an imperative requirement or need for something: the state or fact of being necessary or inevitable: an unavoidable need or compulsion to do something:

Tendency ... a choice.

Necessity ... an imperative requirement.

Emotion: an affective state of consciousness in which joy, sorrow, fear, hate, or the like, is experienced, as distinguished from cognitive and volitional states of consciousness. any strong agitation of the feelings actuated by experiencing love, hate, fear, etc., and usually accompanied by certain physiological changes, as increased heartbeat or respiration, and often overt manifestation, as crying or shaking.

Turning off emotions ... by choice not by necessity.

The back route ... ceasing the opportunities for joy, sorrow, fear, hate or the like or the love that bring emotion.

Still processing.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

today while shopping ...

Today while shopping I noticed a display of beautiful journals, more beautiful journals to choose from than I had seen in a long time. While looking through them to see if there was one that I couldn't live without, I was approached by a very sweet man. This man asked me if I was going to treat myself to a new journal. I told him that I was considering it. He asked me if I am a journal writer or if journal writing would be a new adventure for me. I shared with him that I teach journal writing as a sacred practice, as a way of tracking dreams, as record keeper for all forms of rites of passage ... life is a continuum of rites of passage. He was impressed and delighted that I was a journal writer.

He shared with me that he had recently given one of his nieces a new journal to track her life. He gave the journal as a high school graduation gift. He said that he told his niece to start a journal now, so that when she wanted to write her memoirs they would be easier to remember. He told her that she should get out and have a good life, a life worth writing about. He said that he told her that she should only write about the good in life and never about the bad.

I had much to share with this man, as I too believe that we should only track the good in life. I shared with this man about my "ah ha" when my grandchildren were born ... that I must only write the good and the loving and the special things in my life, because one day my grandchildren may read my journals. I told the man that I realized that I want to be known for having lived a life worth living.

This man agreed.

He then asked me if I noticed that when I only started writing about the good, that more good came into my life? I let him know that my entire life changed for the better and that I am so grateful that I took the time to record the changes, the good and only the good, the day to day ways that my life has improved.

It was so amazing to talk with this man. He was such a kindred spirit, it was almost like I was talking to myself at times. He was such a messenger.

So here it is ... for the kabillionth time ... do you use a journal?

Yes. Good ... now try tracking only the good things that happen in your life.

No. Good ... start today and track only the good things that happen in your life.

Report back to yourself in a month, in a season, in a full round of seasons.

Oh and if you want a good journal, Lassen's in Ventura has some beautiful journals for you to choose from.

I purchased a beautiful journal with a stained glass, style image of Mother Mary on the front cover. I usually use an artists journal and have one that I load daily with only the good. I call my artists journal my "dream catcher" ... thanks to the inspiration from "JVM" years ago, when he gave me my first "dream catcher". I've caught so many dreams over so many years, that they have all started to come true.

So the reason for the Mother Mary journal is this ... I am going to start my memoirs. The Memoirs of ... The Memoirs of ... The Memoirs of ... I know, and you may find out later.