This blog post is going to be more than 500 words. I hope you will take the time to read it through to the end.
I want you to consider a different way to transform the vitriol that is getting spewed on a big stage world-wide. If you are someone who sides with the white supremacists, please continue reading. If you are feeling hopeless and powerless, this is for you, too.
I am laying low on blogging about current events while I write my fiction novel. As I sit in a bit of a fantasy world – or at least where science and wisdom are fully merged – I wanted to share some ways to change the world, to change your world.
In the midst of the U.S. government efforts to repeal the Affordable Care Act, I told a number of friends that I wish people didn’t give the government that much power. I support the ACA, and I also believe that your own health is fully in your control. My experience in the medical system is that when you get ill, even if it’s “not your fault,”
I am moving out of my office at the end of this month and committing to altering the paradigm of my business. I know I said this a few months ago, but I still held on to a bit of my old business as some kind of a backup plan, or the remnants of all the voices in my life that told me that I couldn’t ever be that successful.
In my dreams, my fear of failure always shows up as a bear.
Long-term relationships are not for the timid. I have been married for 25 years. Those closest to us would probably say we have made it look easy, even if it wasn’t. I’m going to fill you in on a few secrets of celebrating love in my long-term relationship.
I have had both an amazing and a difficult time the last couple of weeks since I realized I healed myself of being a healer. I knew this at some level before, but had not put it into such a succinct statement. My entire life has been a journey to heal others (and myself) in the most efficient and effective ways possible.
I have been doing a couple of #365projects on Instagram – posting once a day for a healing prayer or sorts, which I call a Creation Invocation, and once a day for my word of the year: circle. I didn’t post this weekend
When the airplanes crashed into the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and a field in Pennsylvania on September 11, 2001, I was living in Norfolk, Virginia. My husband’s parents and grandmother were visiting us because he was leaving on a six month deployment the following week on the USS Theodore Roosevelt. My mother and his mother were really afraid for his safety after that. I saw no difference in him flying here or in the Persian Gulf, so I didn’t think his risk changed, even though the mission did. I had a great trip with a friend to Austria, since the ship cancelled the port visit where I was planning to meet him. I believe that deployment still holds the record for the most amount of days at sea without a port call.
The emotional impact of September 11 and my husband leaving immediately afterwards on a military deployment to be part of the U.S. retribution for the terrorist acts pales in comparison
I have been laying low for awhile. I haven’t been seeing clients. I have done some writing, some reading, and some business planning. I have also done more internal work on myself – more reflection, more counseling with mentors, more tapping into my intuition.
I didn’t go to the women’s march on Saturday. I could have made it work, but my intuition gave me a big, loud DON”T GO. I had visions a few weeks ago of the marches being terrorist targets, and put out invocations and energy to transform that. I wasn’t as scared by Saturday but I still wasn’t supposed to go. I also don’t do well in crowds. I avoid festivals, live music, etc. This cause was important enough that I could have dealt with that. I finally had a longer talk with my higher self about the issue, and I better understand why I intuitively felt that I was not supposed to go to the march. My answer: The paradigm in which it was done is too limited. I was more powerful at home working the way I do with energy.
I would love to crawl under a rock slightly before Thanksgiving and come out on New Year’s Eve. I really don’t like the holiday fuss and I always dread choosing gifts. After years of angst, I have finally re-written my story to allow me to buy gifts clearly and joyfully, keeping the following things in mind: