I have turned a corner in this journey of mine.
For years, I have read book after book seeking my path, seeking truths and seeking love.
What I have found at the last corner is that I am in control of my path, my truth and my love.
I have learned that I need to stay vigilant in my thoughts to go in the direction that feels right for me.
The depth here astounds me. As what I am practicing is what I have known...just didn't know how to put into action. I have played with it the last few days and it WORKS.
Keep focused on the thoughts that get you to your feel good place. Any other thoughts have no place in your mind so don't let them in.
CHANGE YOUR THOUGHTS, CHANGE YOUR LIFE.
Friday, March 4, 2016
Wednesday, March 2, 2016
Proud to be an AMERICAN
Proud to be an American. Proud to be able to cast my vote, have my opinion and live freely among those who differ in their vote and opinions.
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Trying to be Productive
I am trying to be productive today at work. Really, I am yet I am pulled at the media, the excitement and the silent roar of Super Tuesday!
Anxieties running high for me that I feel a bit ill in the pit of my soul...ridiculous but very real to me.
In 2020, I will take the day off to thoroughly enjoy the moment/movement of my American life.
Get out and VOTE. Be a part of the process for the betterment of your life, your legacy.
Anxieties running high for me that I feel a bit ill in the pit of my soul...ridiculous but very real to me.
In 2020, I will take the day off to thoroughly enjoy the moment/movement of my American life.
Get out and VOTE. Be a part of the process for the betterment of your life, your legacy.
Proud to be an AMERICAN
Today, I volunteered at one of the forty-nice polling stations in my area. I volunteered to hold a sign for my presidential canidate for two hours before work and two hours after work.
While standing there with other volunteers, I experienced a thrilling moment of gratitude.
I AM MOST THANKFUL TO BE AN AMERICAN!
While standing there with other volunteers, I experienced a thrilling moment of gratitude.
I AM MOST THANKFUL TO BE AN AMERICAN!
Friday, February 26, 2016
Words Without Feeling are Just Words
My last session with Bobby was in May of 2011 and he said to me in that session that "Words Without Feeling are Just Words". At the time, I was not sure what that meant or why he would even say that to me. Now five years later, I understand.
Spiritual Guru
Every three or four years, I would make my hotel reservation, pack a light bag and head over to eastern Tennessee to visit my favorite spiritual counselor who shed light to my path and fueled the yearning in me to live a spiritually guided life.
He saved me long ago or at least it felt that way. As I look back on the memory of my first opportunity to even get into see him, I believe it to be divine intervention that opened that door and led me to Bobby and my openness and eagerness to relate to someone who lived the life I felt that we were all destined to live.
In the early nineteen nineties, I was living my dream. Married to a man I loved, mother to 3 children, stay at home mom and making our house a home in a small village in Middle Tennessee. I believed I was living the life I was destined to live and I was. Yet as the children got older and life and circumstances place challenges, I found myself to be stretched and felt as though somehow I was "off my divine path". I searched high and low for the answers. Traveled 45 minutes by car to the nearest bookstore to "find" my answer and there began my path to self discovery and self improvement.
As I am delved into my life of reading, exploring and raising my family in this little village, my sister who worked as a hair stylist in a neighboring sleepy town called to let me know that her boss had a thirty minute time slot with her guru in east Tennessee if I wanted to take that time it was mine. As my sister knew, my raising in California and the relationship I had with my husband was very much founded and grounded on spirituality and the "new age" of thought.
How refreshing it was to find a spiritual guide here in the bible belt of the US. I agreed and was a bit over stretched by his one hundred dollar fee for thirty minutes and the four hour drive to see him but I felt very drawn to do this and I agreed.
It was the best decision I ever made as it catapulted further into my spiritual journey hence allowing me to reach new potentials and discoveries within myself. I kept up with my counseling sessions with Bobby until his death in March of 2014.
He saved me long ago or at least it felt that way. As I look back on the memory of my first opportunity to even get into see him, I believe it to be divine intervention that opened that door and led me to Bobby and my openness and eagerness to relate to someone who lived the life I felt that we were all destined to live.
In the early nineteen nineties, I was living my dream. Married to a man I loved, mother to 3 children, stay at home mom and making our house a home in a small village in Middle Tennessee. I believed I was living the life I was destined to live and I was. Yet as the children got older and life and circumstances place challenges, I found myself to be stretched and felt as though somehow I was "off my divine path". I searched high and low for the answers. Traveled 45 minutes by car to the nearest bookstore to "find" my answer and there began my path to self discovery and self improvement.
As I am delved into my life of reading, exploring and raising my family in this little village, my sister who worked as a hair stylist in a neighboring sleepy town called to let me know that her boss had a thirty minute time slot with her guru in east Tennessee if I wanted to take that time it was mine. As my sister knew, my raising in California and the relationship I had with my husband was very much founded and grounded on spirituality and the "new age" of thought.
How refreshing it was to find a spiritual guide here in the bible belt of the US. I agreed and was a bit over stretched by his one hundred dollar fee for thirty minutes and the four hour drive to see him but I felt very drawn to do this and I agreed.
It was the best decision I ever made as it catapulted further into my spiritual journey hence allowing me to reach new potentials and discoveries within myself. I kept up with my counseling sessions with Bobby until his death in March of 2014.
It's Friday
It's Friday and I can hear the drum roll and the excited, screaming crowd!
Yes, yes it's Friday.
Once upon a time back in the world I use to live in, Friday's were just another day. Instead of putting all of my energy into one day, I put it in to ALL days. I lived each day passionately spiced with a little drama and lots of love and understanding.
I long to live my life that way again where freedom of thoughts, passions and desire drive the daily smiles and joy.
Yes, yes it's Friday.
Once upon a time back in the world I use to live in, Friday's were just another day. Instead of putting all of my energy into one day, I put it in to ALL days. I lived each day passionately spiced with a little drama and lots of love and understanding.
I long to live my life that way again where freedom of thoughts, passions and desire drive the daily smiles and joy.
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