A few months ago I chose to stop attending several venues in order to give other people their space. I’ll no longer re-arrange my life to make you comfortable. I’ll not feel terrorized in my own neighborhood and my own town, no matter what is aimed at me. I’m over it and I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be going everywhere. Grow up and deal with it. Come on people now, smile on your brother, everybody get together, it’s time to love one another right now. 

That’s a sign of immaturity and/or imbalance and both are dangerous in outburst situations. Don’t chance it.  Walk away.

If you want to be happy anywhere else later, you have to practice being happy where you are right here, right now.

Two childhood friends have the same background of physical abuse, lived and worked side by side their entire lives and both are married. One is emotional and goes to monthly incest and abuse survivor group meetings 20 years later. The other feels the groups keep her sister focused on the past and don’t let her move beyond the victim mentality.  She can’t lose the labels. Everyone heals in their own way but her sis wishes she’d get over it and get on with her life as she did.  Her advice is to at least try what worked for her.  This is what worked for her:  Find something else to focus on and get on with her life. She is the only person suffering and she’s giving her power away by continuing on like this. We are the ones that change ourselves. Rehashing old stuff today is not healthy. Shed the victim mentality, become a warrior! Find something salvageable and move forward.

Doors and windows are open to the drizzling rain and the 72 degrees that came with her. These little summer storms clear the air, they let us renew our space each time they blow through. It’s like a combination baptism and smudging. It’s a smuptism.

There’s a place on that forehead right at the third eye that my thumb fits in perfectly. I’ll bet it unlocks something

Being passionate, seeking joy and desiring others to have that joy for themselves will translate into everything we say or do when we refuse to seek anything but the good in life! Evil hates the presence of light. Being light to the world opens endless possibilities.
Lilly Blackheart

“Who were your spiritual teachers?” I am often asked. “What ashrams and monastic communities did you live in?”  Experience has taught me that as soon as I answer these questions, the energy changes.  I either get labelled as an extremist or placed on an undeserved pedestal. I spent years being impressed by friends’ lineages and whom they studied with, what certificates and photos with celebs they accumulated, and what media attention they got for the association.  I realized the trap (for me,) the distraction of talking about it, the illusion that was too easy to get lost in instead of spending alone time accelerating my own inner growth.  I honor my lineage when I recognize that we are all One and The Same and act as if.  I honor my teachers when I share their lessons in my own words through my personal experiences, and when I walk my talk. My lineage is to not get too caught up in what someone says is their lineage, because then I’m waiting for them to either make the teacher proud or shame him, instead of experiencing who they are in the Now without all the labels.
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