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The Truth About 2012 – Part III

Wouldn’t it be funny if the Mayan Calendar just ended because the stone wasn’t big enough? Actually on my theme of it doesn’t matter – this is included. But wait! Here is the irony of the age we find ourselves in: While nothing matters – everything counts. Whaaaat?!? Let me explain…

There is a quickening of time – there is no doubt about that. We seem to be hurtling forward into our future and in these weeks before Christmas it is double and treble pace as we try to fit in holiday plans, shopping and parties into the already overflowing bin of to-dos.

And while you continue to skip along your personal yellow brick timeline of self fulfillment and discovery, Earth is spinning mid-latitude (halfway between the equator and the poles) at about 800 miles per hour – day in, day out. Whew! We’re moving!

Now, between the relative eternity of the Earth’s life – a few billion years hence in relation to ours – duration unknown – there is a vast and infinite pool of potential and possibility for every living person. And here is where ‘nothing matters’ but ‘everything counts’ creates the alchemy of a rich life – well loved. (I made a typo and decided it read better than well lived).

Pool of Infinite Possibility

Pool of Infinite Possibility

There are things in this life over which you have no control whatsoever. The spinning Earth for example. There are things in life over which Read more…

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I’d Rather be Liked

When I first began to study the Bhagavad Gita with my spiritual teacher, she advised the small number of students, “Be aware that when you study the sacred scriptures, Life will offer you the circumstances to understand the lessons.” That is certainly my experience and choosing to live from a higher understanding frees us ultimately from pain, fear and suffering – but (and here’s the catch) – not without experiencing it first. 

The Meaning of Courage

The Meaning of Courage

It is in walking through the fire of fear, betrayal, loss, suffering, grief that we see that this is the fire that strengthens the steel of our character and spiritual expression and burns away all that does not serve the Higher Self.

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Willing the Peace and Being the Joy of the Season

From Christmas 2009

Reading time: 10 minutes + -

My Sweetheart came looking for me last Sunday morning to bring me  a cup of coffee.  He found me in the living room washing the floor on my hands and knees.  “Why are you doing that?” he asked.  Anyone who knows me knows that housekeeping is not my usual thing.  In fact anyone who comes to my house without warning is witness to that.

“I just wanted to clean in the corners and behind the tree.” (as if that made sense).  It wasn’t a moment before that I confided I was a little bit sad about Christmas.  It was Christmas Eve three years ago that my beloved husband, George, began his final decent to his death in early February.  Little wonder that my sons weren’t all fired up about the holiday.  Of course, the tears that threatened just eased the flow of the other woes that didn’t quite fit with the tree sparkling with lights in the corner.

Then I just dumped out the whole gunny sack of emotions:  It was five days until  Christmas and I didn’t have the money to shop.  A business venture was turning sour and a friend I trusted had abused that trust.  I had neglected what was most important to me to ‘do’ other things and I was left with the emptiness of time wasted.  My house had been for sale for a year and a half and I had no idea what the spring held.  I had dreams and wishes – but right then I had a floor to wash.

Christmas has a way of shining a Klieg light on life.  Where’s the promised joy?  Where is the peace?  We can blame commercialism.  We can blame religiosity.  We can blame the market, the kids, our job.  But it isn’t Christmas that is wrong.  It’s that we are looking in the wrong place for its meaning.  It is not in the words of “Oh Come All Ye Faithful”.  It’s not in the lineup for Tiffany’s.  It’s not in a cup of eggnog – rum or no rum.  It is not in a Norman Rockwell painting.  It isn’t even at midnight mass.  Peace and joy start on the inside and work their way out.  Christmas symbols are the map to find those twin twinkling lights within. Read more…

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Before we can find our Self.

There are early morning sounds in the street below me. I have just returned upstairs from the first day at my ‘nano’ office. It is a display window in the lane that runs between Cumberland and Yorkville in the trendy heart of Toronto. I used green painters’ tape to fix a piece of paper with the word INSPIRATION in orange lettering on the back wall. I also placed three smooth stones – two black and one white – on the floor and traced the word again in the dirt and footprints of the last ‘tenant’.

Why did I do that? I’m not entirely sure. Its the first gesture of a new beginning.

It’s my birthday today. And it seems as good a day as any to ask myself such questions. The window will emerge from this one word to eventually display vibrant and joyful works of art by painters I know, respect, love, and admire. They are friends of mine and over the next year we will make the world more beautiful through works of art and more inspired through labours of love. Right here in the middle of the city.

I have not only surprised myself, but I have dumbfounded most of my friends.

Here’s another question: “What the heck am I doing here?” I have not only surprised myself, but I have dumbfounded most of my friends who would have thought they knew me well. Being here, now, was beyond anyone’s expectation a few short months ago. This time last year I was likely sitting on my back deck with a creamy cup of coffee loving how the early morning sun glimpsed through the trees. Read more…

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How dark is it inside a cow’s stomach?

When I was little we summered at the cottage – a log cabin on top of a granite rock. When we would come home late in the evening from some event we would feel our way up the sloping granite, one footfall at a time, following the bouncing beam of a flashlight.

The whip-poor-wills and crickets would be raucous and the stars sparkling overhead. I would cling to my dad’s hand and he would declare: “It’s as dark as the inside of a cow’s stomach!” I used to think that was a riot – but I don’t just now.

It’s a quarter to three in the morning. Son #2 is watching Chinatown – his dad’s all time favourite movie. Son #1 is making ginger and lemon tea to soothe his strep throat. Last night they auditioned for a record label and will soon fulfill their heart’s desire as musicians. They are on their way. In exactly one month from now we won’t be chatting in the kitchen in the middle of the night – we won’t be here at all. Where we will be has yet to be determined.

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From here I can see forever.

Ever see the truck commercial where the vehicle is sitting at the tippy top of a rock overlooking the entire Painted Desert with red rock buttes reaching the 360° horizon? Did you wonder what it might be like to be at the top of your world and have a panorama of possibility? Read more…

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THE LAW OF GARBAGE!

In the middle of the night when I am wont to wake, I sometimes surface with those trailing tendrils of prophetic dreams. Last night, the dream was about searching for a job of a certain description. I was using search terms similar to those I had used a year before and found that the jobs that came up were the same as the previous year. Not only that, they seemed to have a similar feeling of negativity. Curious. Read more…

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And the Great Rubber Band Remedy!

Do you remember the I Love Lucy episode when she and Ethel get a job in the chocolate factory? At first they are keeping up with the conveyor belt and then as it gets faster, they miss a few, pocket a few and then end up shoving handfuls of chocolates into their mouths until they are sick.

Well, it might be okay at the outset to make a bit of lemonade when life hands you lemons, but in the long run all you end up with is a sticky mess that doesn’t quench your thirst. Another thing that happens is that as your boat floats off course on a sweet and yellow sea you are so busy with processing lemons that you take your eye off the horizon – your goal – while your charts blur. Read more…

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Holding on to stuff we should be letting go makes it tougher!

For those of us who have enjoyed the cumulative freedom of catharses (plural) will know that it is like going through a very tiny knothole into the meadow of an actualized life. Hmmm kinda like a birth. Nature is rich with metaphor if only we could grasp it while we are in labour giving birth to our whole Selves! First there is the messy work – oh gawd. And then there is the sweet smelling frilly part. Smiles. The integration. The ‘ah ha!’ moment. You kind of get it and then over the passing days and months you find yourself living life just a little differently. More centred. More trusting of yourself. Expressing more of yourself from a deeper part of your heart. What you ‘got’ at the emerging from the knothole was only the beginning. Read more…

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Claim your bliss!

Part 3 0f 3

So what did I learn from that funhouse ride into the darkest part of my psyche? Well, it illustrated what I already knew, but often forget to remember. In fact – enlightenment – or I should say ‘practical enlightenment’ (the enlightenment that is lived where we are now and not in a monastery) is a ‘one step at a time’ personal journey.

Most of us start out living unconsciously. As babes and young children we get our take on the world starting with the family dynamic. No news there. But what we maybe don’t fully realize in this age of visualization and law of attraction is that we can read all the spiritual, self help, and psychology books we want. We can go to sleep listening to chants or meditations; we can pray ’till our knees hurt, but until we actually integrate the wisdom and live it from the inside out, we will continue to be on the single rail track of our inner script. Read more…

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