A lovely light rain is falling. I can hear the ground soaking it up and the bamboo creaking. I love the sound of the rain dripping off the thin tree leaves and softly pounding onto the broad leaves of the bird of paradise and banana plant.  It’s a pre-dawn symphony The Beloved arranged just for me.  It’s been a busy week of phone calls and paperwork, and also connecting with good friends.  Last night, I crashed early and got 7 hours of sleep in a row!  My usual is 3-4 hours twice a day.  This has been a good sleep week, I’m finally back on my own sleep schedule.  Boy, my world changes when I get enough sleep. My mind clears and I can see that everything is manageable. An inbox that seemed overwhelming, upon closer inspection, is not. A stack of calls to be returned go quickly.  Calls coming in are handled immediately. Work gets done.  The To Do List gets crossed off.  I get time for fun and play and, most gloriously, SLEEP! Life is good.  I have no complaints whatsoever.

This is something I read very early on and it helped me understand the emotional body:  “The body and the man are two, and the man’s will is not always what the body wishes. When your body wishes something, stop and think whether you really wish it. For you are God, and you will only what God wills; but you must dig deep down into yourself to find the God within you, and listen to His voice, which is your voice.  Do not mistake your bodies for yourself-neither the physical body, nor the astral, nor the mental. Each one of them will pretend to be the Self, in order to gain what it wants. But you must know them all, and know yourself as their master.    Continue reading →

If your life isn’t going exactly the way you’d like, if you have time for Facebook, you have time to create a business plan, set some goals, seek a better job.  If you have  time for Facebook, you have time for yoga, for meditation, for creative visualization, for making a list of future events you want to pre-pave some intention for.  Imagine that.  No really, IMAGINE that.

13 Steps back to balance 
Creative visualization links
Meditation links

Some people you like and really want to be around and you click and have such a good time, but everything starts going to chaos when you try to be together. Try as you might, you can’t make yourself vibe in a place you aren’t.  This goes for personal and professional relationships. Eventually something’s gotta give. Bless those who see the signs early, bless those who don’t.  Bless the meeting and bless the parting.

I drove early to the beach this morning and sat in the sand to watch the waning moon in the east move to almost directly overhead, floating in and out among the clouds. It’s surreal at the beach at night, the giant sky above and the ocean out before me, barely able in the darkness to tell where the two meet.  The ocean roar is loud at surf’s edge, so I sat back on the dune, where the sounds of the waves were less overwhelming. At surf’s edge, it is easy to lose myself in the senses of it: the roar of the waves, the incoming tide, the splash of the seawater, the ions in the air.  At surf’s edge, I can experience it, but it is on the dune that I reflect. Reflecting on it allows me to more fully appreciate the magnitude of what I just experienced.  It lets me bask in the feeling of it, to stay in the vibe of it.  The longer I stay in the vibe of Happy, the more Happy I will attract into my life.  The more Happy I have in my life, the more the UN-Happy circumstances and people will fall away, making room for more Happy.  Watching the stars at night reminds me everything is a cycle.  We move in and out of each others’ lives, in and out of situations and circumstances, a constant display before us of what it is we are attracting, what we are a vibrational match to.    Continue reading →

To the one trying to portray she is some kind of “vixen who stole my man,” um, we were apart and done when you hooked up, as my posts clearly state, although you and T were still together. Since you included links to the old news, readers will see that my posts DO NOT say what you say I said. I never alleged you met in person before you did. You twist words to stir up drama and attention, as he does.  I’m glad you found each other. He and I never intended anything long term but friendship, honesty and soul work.  I called him that nickname because he told me he loved it, that it made him happy for everyone to think of him as being joyful.  You and he are much more suitably paired.  I wish for you only what I wish for me, to be left alone to enjoy my peaceful, happy life. If you are so happy, why are you still focused on me months later?  I merely responded to his false claim I got him kicked off Facebook. I don’t care who he’s with, we were no longer together nor want to be. We want different lives. I have no issue with you, we don’t run in the same circles nor do the same work, and I won’t be reading your pages. Now you want to be thought of as a vixen?  Vixen definition: A woman regarded as quarrelsome, shrewish, or malicious.  You know yourself best, however it’s likely just another example of why you shouldn’t use a word or speak on topics you aren’t actually familiar with until you educate yourself.   It must have taken hours to write that post and include all the links to what would be old news except you keep bringing it up to stay in the spotlight.  Lighten up, be together, have fun, live happy lives focusing on each other, not on me. The best is yet to be.

I drove early to the beach this morning and sat in the sand to watch the waning moon in the east move to almost directly overhead, floating in and out among the clouds. It’s surreal at the beach at night, the giant sky above and the ocean out before me, barely able in the darkness to tell where the two meet.  The ocean roar is loud at surf’s edge, so I sat back on the dune, where the sounds of the waves were less overwhelming. At surf’s edge, it is easy to lose myself in the senses of it: the roar of the waves, the incoming tide, the splash of the seawater, the ions in the air.  At surf’s edge, I can experience it, but it is on the dune that I reflect. Reflecting on it allows me to more fully appreciate the magnitude of what I just experienced.  It lets me bask in the feeling of it, to stay in the vibe of it.  The longer I stay in the vibe of Happy, the more Happy I will attract into my life.  The more Happy I have in my life, the more the UN-Happy circumstances and people will fall away, making room for more Happy.  Watching the stars at night reminds me everything is a cycle.  We move in and out of each others’ lives, in and out of situations and circumstances, a constant display before us of what it is we are attracting, what we are a vibrational match to.     Continue reading →

How silly we always think it’s about us, huh?  Someone made a blog post I reacted to and upon re-reading it fully, I realize it’s not about me at all.   It’s about people who think of themselves as spiritual leaders with followers.  I know that’s not me.  I question anyone who calls themself a spiritual leader, separating themselves from their “followers.” As Joan of Arcadia said: “I’m nobody important, just somebody digging around in the garbage trying to find something that matters.”  I share my journey with whoever is attracting the information. Don’t follow me, as you can see, I don’t know much more than you do.

A friend just said my ex wrote:  “It is easy to attack a man that has been labeled “unjustly” a sex offender. It is easy to report him to Facebook as such and have his Facebook page taken down, and to have him banned from Facebook.”  I have never reported him to FB. EVER.  I’m sure FB keeps track of every key stroke and who it belongs to, so he just needs to check a little deeper into who had him kicked off if he indeed was. I’m sure FB also keeps track of deleted posts, deleted messages and deleted profiles and law enforcement has authority to access it all on a whim. Who cares? I just closed that door on that friendship and thought it was over.  Oh, and “unjustly?” Read the trial transcript and decide for yourself. Continue reading →

Earlier I was contemplating all the help I received from a friend in 2012 for making some home improvements.  I began literally getting my house in order before his arrival, moving furniture to accomodate two, planting a privacy hedge and creating new outdoor sitting areas.  While here, he repaired my back porch, replaced siding and reorganized the kitchen and pantry. He motivated me to tile my kitchen and bathrooms and replace the front porch light, jobs I’d put off for years.  It was like I didn’t mind living with it that way for myself, but I wanted something better for a guest.  I can be fairly oblivious sometimes, so focused on some project and not notice nor care that I  never tiled the kitchen floor after pulling up the old vinyl years ago.  But as I began to prepare to share space with a beloved guest, I saw my humble abode through their eyes and I wanted more for them.  I wanted things to be fresh and new and complete to delight the senses. Whatever we do for anyone, we do for The Beloved, The Guest, for God. We want to please all sorts of people as excuses for wanting to delight God, to please The Beloved, who comes disguised in as many forms at as many times as we allow. So as I reflect on having spent 2012 getting my house in order, I thank and bless the one who helped me do that. Now I can’t help but wonder what I was getting it in order for and in what form The Guest will appear next.