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Make Time For People

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Sometimes we need to drop everything and pay attention to the people around us.  Cleaning can be done at any time, but people, when in need, need us now, not when it’s more convenient.  Have you ever had a friend just call to chat because they needed a kind listener, but you’ve got plans to fix up your home, clean out your closets or such and you’re torn between getting done what’s on your list or connecting with them?

You know what the heartfelt decision is, right?

People first.

Did I even need to tell you that?  Or did you already innately know the answer? 

I think we get so caught up in our lives that we don’t make time for those who may need us, but don’t want to bother anyone with their feelings of sadness.  That tentative, I’m just calling to say hi, can sometimes be a disguise to a more needy version of help me, I’m falling apart.  It is with discretion that we need to answer those types of calls because we never know what someone else is going through in their lives.

Sadness can be masked in so many different ways.  Superwomen/Supermen that we are, we don’t share when times get tough for fear of gossip or being seen as weak or worrying what someone will think when sharing our deepest secrets.  But there comes a time when we need to share with a trusted friend.

There was a saying going around on Facebook recently.  Due to a recent suicide in our community, it went like this:

My door is always open. My house is safe. Coffee can be on in minutes, and the kitchen table is a place of peace and non-judgment. Anyone who needs to chat is welcome anytime. It’s no good suffering in silence. I have food in the fridge, coffee and tea in the cabinet, and something stronger if you need it. Listening ears, and shoulders to cry on. I will always be available…you are always welcome!! This is an old value that has been lost to technology…a text, facetime, or emoji is not the equivalent! (but can still help/is better than not reaching out at all),  You are never really alone and suicide is never the answer.
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#SuicideAwareness #MentalHealthAwareness
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There’s something touching with this post that I read countless times.  I just hope for heaven’s sake that people just aren’t copying/pasting and not meaning what they say.  For there are times in all of our lives when we just need a friend to lean on.

We recently had a young person pass away by suicide which rocked the community.  Love and support filled post after post which made my heart sad because I wished he had been able to get help from someone.  I know that sometimes there is not enough help for certain situations, but being me, I always hope for healing, for peace and for love.  And I know you do too.

So the next time you get an inconvenient offer for coffee or a drink or a walk, please say yes.  There are many hours in the day to get your list checked off, but you may be the much needed missing piece for healing in someone else’s day.

Shine On!

xo

 

 

 

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Genius!

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Gadzooks!  Eureka!  That’s genius!

Have you ever been given advice or learned something new that was completely mind-blowing to you?  Have you ever found an invention that you thought was genius?  Have you ever realized something that you found to help you and in turn felt like shouting Woo Hoo!?!

My life opened up in sparkling rare form when I began my journey spiritually.  I realized the genius in simplicity, kindness and love.  I had always known that I thought differently than others around me.  I saw things that others missed.  I had a knowing that I couldn’t explain why or how I knew what I knew.

For example, back in the olden days before caller ID or even message machines, I often had a feeling just before the phone would ring and I would often know who it was.  My family laughed when I told them, disbelieving my gift.  So after awhile, I just stayed quiet.  I didn’t try to expand the gift of knowing.  Instead I put my intuition on a shelf and let it get dusty from non-use.

I also experienced deja vu from a young age and would recognize strangers’ faces or maybe even their souls, but not be able to place how I knew them.  This caused unrest in me when I felt darkness in them.  But how do you explain that to others without sounding crazy or fearful?

It’s just in the last few years that I have begun to re-emerge by allowing my gifts to blossom again.  Feeling safe to do so has done wonders for the expansion of my spiritual toolbox.  Finding like-minded people has helped too.  I am pretty much an open book when given the opportunity to shine so I have begun to show myself a bit more slowly.

Empathy comes easily to me, probably I have too much empathy if the truth be known, by giving more than the chances needed to others who may not have deserved them.  Seeing how they felt when duality was evident has caused me much pain.  I have always wanted to see the good, the essence of good in people.  Forgiveness for myself and others has been healing to me.  I am not a perfect being though.  In a few situations, I’m still rough around the edges on certain points at this juncture in my life.  But, time is healing my wounded soul.

I enjoy bonding with others who are courageous enough to be vulnerable and to allow their heartlight to shine.  Closed-minded people who hold superficiality above all do not interest me.  It is with love and light that I surround myself now.

And that to me, is genius!

Shine On!

xo

 

 

 

Sunday Musings

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I often wonder if those who have not learned of religion, find comfort in prayer.  Is it mankind who believes in a force outside of themselves, an ethereal being of the Universe who magically pulls the puppet strings on events or without prior external religious knowledge, do they believe that we ourselves, under our own volition and efforts, make things happen?

What do you believe?

Brought up a Catholic, I believe in prayer as a way of healing, of connecting soul to spirit and of bringing much needed energy, fortitude and possibility into my life.  I pray for others.  I pray for myself.  I pray in gratitude.  I find comfort in prayer, be it the Rosary or my own meditative affirmations.

When quietly immersed in prayer, I feel whole, complete and at peace more than at any other time.  But, I have also been known to cry out in prayer for help, a strangled beseeching to the ascended Almighty and the Universe Divine in supplication for aid, tears streaming down my cheeks as I beg forgiveness and for peace within my troubled heart.

Do you pray?

I have experienced lives exponentially changed through prayer, though mantras and affirmations, through meditation and through the most important piece –  asking for help.

On this Sunday morning, I sit here in my home writing to you.  All is quiet except for the occasional chirp and meow of one of the cats.  Peace envelopes us here.  With sunlight streaming through the windows, stillness surrounds our peaceful abode.  My children are nestled asleep, safely in their bedrooms.  I am ever grateful that they are with me today.  There is a mother’s peace when our children, no matter how old, are sweetly sleeping in their beds.  Watching their chests rhythmically rise and fall, their angelic faces void of any tension, I am grateful for how my prayers have been answered.

We raised two amazing children and even though we divorced, I am grateful for the union.  Gratitude is always part of my prayer.  Family is important and being alone is heartbreaking.  The bond I share with my children is like no other and our precious bond has only increased over the years.  It is solid.  It is full of trust, love, kindness and honesty.

My prayers have been answered.  Not necessarily the way I thought they should be, but in a beautiful way that is even better than I imagined.  Sometimes we need to let go and let God and the Universe work in tandem to deliver what we could have never thought possible when we were struggling.

I pray that yours and mine (prayers) are answered today.

Shine On!

xo

The Daily Prompt – Ascend

Succumb

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Succumb to your dreams. 

Dig deeply into your heart and know your Divine Purpose. 

Try with intent. 

Don’t allow excuses to get in your way.

Life is what you make it. 

We only have one shot so make it count!

Don’t succumb to life’s disappointments. 

Heal your life and move onward.

You can do all things through the love of the Divine and yourself.

Shine On!

xo

The Daily Post – Succumb

Defending Your Life

Do you ever wonder what happens when you die?  I was watching a movie called Defending Your Life the other night when I began thinking about just that!  It’s an Albert Brooks and Meryl Streep movie which came out in 1991.  Maybe the trailer below will ring a bell in you?

In the movie, after death, there’s a stay in Judgment City whereby you defend your actions on Earth in order to ascend to a higher plane of existence.  Daniel Miller (Albert Brooks) is on trial for being afraid.

And that’s the thought that jolted me out of my limited thinking.

Fear.  Being afraid.  Worrying about what others think.  Not taking chances when we could have – which might have led to growth.  Holding back.  Not taking opportunities which were given to us.  Tormenting ourselves over woulda, coulda, shoulda times when other choices, like the road less traveled, were presented.

We’ve all heard the adages in different ways:  We only have one life.  Life is short.  100% of the chances not taken, are missed.

I am sure you could add to that list exponentially, but those are just a few of the ones I’ve heard in my lifetime.  And yet, it’s not complacency that holds us back from living our lives to their fullest potential.  It’s fear.

So today, perhaps as you go about your day, look for those miraculous opportunities which present themselves quietly.  When given options, maybe you’ll decide to take a calculated chance to do something different.  Go after your dreams and press out of your self-limited comfort zones, a baby step at a time.  Live your life with enthusiasm and openness.  Free yourself from the confines of your fears.  Open the gate to living an authentically, beautiful life which is yours by Divine Right.

Be YOU, in all your splendid beauty.

Shine On!

xo

 

What Do You Believe?

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What do you believe my friends?  Our beliefs begin in childhood, nestling into our psyche right from the start.  Don’t believe me?  Have you ever heard your mother’s words coming out of your mouth for example?  Do you find yourself doing X (whatever example you want to use) just the way you were taught as a child, even when you know there’s an easier or better way?  But you can’t help yourself, and you continue to do it that way because that’s how it’s always been done?  Do you have limited beliefs in yourself because you were told that you weren’t smart enough or that you wouldn’t amount to anything?  Or perhaps you were told you could do anything, and you have?

Parenting before the age of 7 is paramount to a child’s self-esteem and belief system about everything, including themselves.  We may not even remember what we were told, but we know in your minds that it is true.  Even when it’s proven not to be true.  Why?  Because the adults in our lives told us so when we were children.

How’s that for mind-befuddling?

So the next time you are parenting, think before you speak or give yourself a time out in order to center your thoughts.  Your children are listening with minds of sponges and beliefs that you are creating for them for a lifetime.

Shine On!

xo

 

Inspired by The Daily Post prompt: Believe

Shooting Star Sighting And A Spiritual Present

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Last night, I quietly sat outside on my front porch, gazing at the now barren corn fields across the street.  There are trees beyond the fields, but mostly from my vantage point, it’s clear sky and Mother Earth.

Suddenly from behind my house and through the trees to my left, I saw a HUGE WHITE STAR arc across the sky and begin to fall.  At first, I thought it might have been a plane as the vision was that big!  You know how it looks when you see a plane coming in for a landing, right?  There’s a small airport beyond the trees across the street at the farm where occasionally I glimpse planes landing and taking off beyond the trees.  But this wasn’t a plane!

It was silent as it arced and then fell.  Not like a small shooting star as I’ve seen and written about here.  Instead, it was bright white and big and as it got closer to the ground in front of the trees (in the cornfield), it seemed to fizzle into nothingness.  I sat very still as I watched it and as much as I wish I had taken my phone out to photograph it for it fell effortlessly and slowly, I wouldn’t risk missing a moment of the phenomenon.

I admit, I was awestruck.  Beautiful just doesn’t describe the vision, nor the most serene feeling that enveloped me as I watched it.  Suddenly a white puff about the size of my fist floated toward me on the non-existent breeze.  You know, like a big white fluffy feather, but in a ball shape.  It wafted past me and then behind my left shoulder.  I turned to look for it, but it was nowhere to be found in the darkness.  Again, that feeling of being cocooned in peace came over me.

I just knew I’d experienced a spiritual gift.

Has anything like this ever happened to you?

It was most extraordinary and lovely.  I feel very blessed to share this with you today.  If anyone has any intuitive thoughts, please share below.  I felt like it was a sweet visitation filled with angelic love.

I hope you have a beautiful Sunday.  May peace be yours with every breath.

Shine On!

xo