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Return to Paradise, Part II: Chapter 13

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“Will you live all the days of your life loving God?” asked Pastor J.J.

“I will,” Alexis answered, standing waist-deep in the flat ocean, arms crossed across her chest. Next thing she knew, she was dipped back into the water, head under too. She held her breath, and a split second later, she came out of the water and stood straight up. She smiled as her friends clapped for her on the beach.

“Good for you, Alexis!” congratulated Hannah, giving her a tight hug. Jazmin and Karen stood behind her, waiting to hug her too.

“I’m dripping wet,” Alexis laughed.

“That’s okay, I am too,” said Jazmin, who had also gotten baptized.

“Welcome to the Family,” Victoria told her. They stood on the shore and watched Amber and Joshua Cyrene get baptized together as husband and wife. Little Aja ran around the beach with Aaron.

“Mommy! Mommy!” called Aja, as Amber walked out of the ocean. Josiah handed her a towel.

“Congratulations, Sis!” he told her. “And you too, Alexis,” he said shyly to Alexis, on whom he obviously had a crush.

“Thanks Josiah,” Alexis said. Then, in a burst of courage, she gave him a hug. Josiah turned red. Amber smiled at her parents, Suzanne and Noah, who sat on the grass, watching their son fall in love with Alexis.

***

Alexis lay on a big blanket, soaking up the afternoon sun and basking in glory. “You’re glowing,” Josiah looked at her.

“I feel really good. Happy,” Alexis answered him. They had spent as much time as they could together since Alexis was baptized a week ago. She was surely in love, and it felt nothing like when she and Dan had been together. But she didn’t tell that to Josiah. “I was just thinking about what J. J. said about being chosen. Why me of all people?” she wondered.

“Called out of the darkness into his marvelous light,” quoted Josiah. “It’s 1 Peter 2:9, from memory,” he added. “We are partakers of the divine nature, in Christ,” Josiah told her. “Because He loves us. And it’s all part of His plan,” he said, reaching for his Bible lying above his head on the blanket. Opening it and turning quickly to the page he was looking for, he read, “‘It is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.’ It’s from the book of Luke. ‘Even as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blemish before Him in love: having foreordained us unto adoption as sons through Jesus Christ unto Himself, according to the good pleasure of his will.’ That’s Ephesians 1:4-5,” he told her. “That about says it all. God’s word is powerful stuff.”

“Yeah,” Lexy agreed. She looked around her at the magnificent mountains jutting dramatically into the sky. Rising up against a bright blue sky, the fluted mountain tops formed a jagged line marking the horizon. A place more beautiful than this can’t exist, Lexy thought to herself. She gave thanks for her surroundings and for the safe haven of the island, and for Josiah and her new island family. It made her feel better to believe someone or something wiser than herself was in control and would take care of her.

“Now that we know the truth, we have a greater responsibility than most people in the world, who were never shown the truth,” Josiah said a little while later, after they had swam. They were laying down side by side, drying off in the sunshine.

“What do you mean, Josiah, by a ‘greater responsibility’?” asked Alexis.

“Well, we have to live righteous lives, not that we wouldn’t. But now, it’s our responsibility, knowing the truth. Here, let me read this to you.” He turned right to the section he was looking for and read, “‘If after they have escaped the pollutions of the world through the knowledge of the Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, they are again entangled therein, and overcome, the latter end is worse with them than the beginning. For it had been better for them not to have known the way of righteousness, than, after they have known it, to turn from the holy commandment delivered unto them.’ That’s 2 Peter 2:20-21,” he told her. “Then there’s Ephesians, um, I think it’s 5…” he was flipping through his Bible. “Here it is. Chapter 5:8, ‘For you were sometimes darkness, but now you are light in the Lord; walk as children of light.'”

“Wow!” said Lexy. “The Bible talks about everything, doesn’t it?”

“It’s a good instruction manual. Keep reading it; you’ll learn a lot,” he advised. She nodded, silently noting that she had called the Bible an instruction manual too. She felt like she had this incredible connection with Josiah. She studied his profile as he looked out toward the water. He is so cute, she thought. His short brown hair and his warm blue eyes seemed to pierce right through to her heart and touch her.

“I never thought about the responsibility,” said Alexis. “What about the people that never learn about God in their lives? Like those living in the city, where I was?” she wondered.

“Well, the Bible says the Gospel–God’s word–will be spoken in all the world before Jesus Christ comes to claim his family. So if they are ready and willing and have not hardened their hearts, they will hear it. That’s what I believe,” Josiah told her.

“Yeah.” She thought about her parents, and Isabella and Dan. Her community, and all those from Masonville. Would they ever listen to the truth? She didn’t know. Josiah touched her hair that had grown a few inches since her arrival to the island.

“So soft,” he said. She looked at him. She could see herself in his dark blue eyes. “You’re beautiful,” he told her. Then he gently kissed her.

***

After a delicious, festive dinner, they sat in a circle around the fire. Light danced off their faces as they talked among one another. Alexis sat next to Josiah and listened to Gregg.

“The end could come at any time, nobody but God really knows. Our job is to be ready, be peaceful and without blame, living righteous lives,” Gregg said, mostly to David who was sitting with his wife, Jennifer.

“I think we must be in the tribulation period,” said Jennifer. “The Bible says God will come after that.”

“And when do you think that will be?” Gabriel asked his mother.

“Some people say it won’t happen because things have been the same for hundreds of years,” Ken offered.

“To God, a second is like a thousand years, or something, right Mom?” Raphael looked at Jennifer. She nodded at her younger son.

“Yes, that’s true. But if you look at the history and read the Bible, you’ll see. God warned Noah about the flood that would destroy the Earth, and people just laughed at Noah as he was preparing, building the ark,” Jennifer said.

“I remember reading that the Lord is waiting for as many people as possible to repent. I can’t remember where exactly I read that,” said David.

“God sent His son, not to condemn the Earth, but to save it,” Gregg added.

“‘For the son of man is come to save that which was lost,’ Matthew 18:11 tells us,” said Suraya Justus.

“I know where it is,” said Daniel. “Look at 2 Peter 3-4. This part tells us that fire, and not water, will end the world this time. Let’s see, let me find it from the beginning.” He cleared his throat and began reading in a loud, clear voice. “‘Where is the promise of his coming? For since the fathers fell asleep, all things continue as they were from the beginning of the creation. For this they willingly are ignorant of, that by the word of God the heavens were of old, and with the Earth standing out of the water and in the water; Whereby the world that then was, being overflowed with water, perished. But the heavens and the Earth, which are now by the same word kept in store, reserved unto fire against the day of judgment and perdition of ungodly men.'”

“If you keep reading, it goes on to say that ‘One day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day.” Meaning just what it says. His time is not like our time,” Daniel went on. “Be assured, the Lord is not ‘slack concerning his promises, but is longsuffering to usward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.'” That’s the part you remembered, right David?”

“Yeah, that’s it,” David answered.

“There’s more here,” said Daniel, his young face looking wise. He glanced up at the faces around the fire, a little unnerved that he had everybody’s full attention. He was usually pretty quiet.

“Keep reading,” Gabriel urged him. Suraya sat next to him and gave him a smile of encouragement.

“Okay. ‘But the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night, in which the heavens shall pass away with a great noise, and the elements shall melt with fervent heat, the Earth also, and the words that are therein shall be burned up.'” Daniel finished reading and put his Bible down in front of him. “It’s all right here in the good book. Believe it and prepare your hearts.” People nodded their heads in agreement, but there was not very much conversation. The intensity of Daniel’s point caused everyone to contemplate their own lives.

Am I prepared? Alexis wondered to herself. What will happen to my family? Will they be burned in the fire? Even though she was so far away from them, Alexis did not want her family to burn up in the fire; she wanted them to be saved too. “How can we help all those people living in Masonville and everywhere else?” Alexis asked J.J., who had sat down next to his daughter and listened to what Daniel was reading.

“We can pray for them,” J.J. told her. “God’s word will not return void; it’s alive and powerful. You’ll learn this in the Bible too. So, if you ask Him to open their eyes and hears, He will find a way to do it.”

“Because God will make a way, when there seems to be no way,” Suraya added. “I remember singing that song as a little kid,” she told him. “Do you Dad?” she asked J.J.

“I remember,” he told her.

“But how will they even hear about God over there?” Alexis asked him.

“I’m not sure, Alexis. People like Wynn, Juli and Will have been intercessors for those on the mainland for a long time. They’ve led several people to the knowledge of Christ, or at least planted the seed,” J.J. said.

“What’s an intercessor?” Alexis asked.

“It’s someone who intercedes, or prays for others,” Colette told her.

“Oh,” Alexis said.

“And do people see Wynn and Juli or Will? I thought they couldn’t see them or that they were secretive?” Alexis asked them.

“They are a lot more careful now,” Jennifer told her. “But God has led people to them, and then they share the truth.”

“Like me,” Gregg spoke up. “Wynn saved my life.”

“He did? How?” asked Alexis.

“Well, I guess it was about 2025 or so and it was getting really hard to do anything without getting in trouble, because I didn’t get the CHIP. Well, my hair,” he pointed to his long dark hair, “seemed to attract the attention of these thugs in black that patrolled the streets.” Alexis remembered the men in black loading bodies into a truck. “They tried to arrest me and shave my head,” Gregg told them, horrified. “But I managed to escape. It was really a miracle,” Gregg was saying. “I was in prison and it was midnight and I prayed to God–my grandmother had taught me about our heavenly father. The next thing I knew, the door to the cell was open. I didn’t really believe what I was seeing, but it was opened and as I tiptoed out, all the guards were sleeping and I slipped out of the building. I just started running in the night and in the morning, don’t ask me how, I was laying in Wynn’s house.”

“But how? Did you know him?” Suraya asked.

“I’d never met him. But he knew me and knew I was in trouble. Well, the next morning, Will and Juli took me here. And here I am,” said Gregg. “So I think that was God at work. Even though I don’t understand it, I know it couldn’t have happened without Him,” Gregg said.

“Incredible!” said J.J. David and Jennifer nodded.

“God is good,” said Daniel. Several people audibly agreed.

Cosmic Rainbow Connections & Grateful Miracles

Sometimes plans don’t turn out the way you expected, and sometimes miracles happen, and we’re surprised.

Such was the case on last weekend’s trip to take my kids to the Fare Thee Well Grateful Dead 50th Anniversary concerts in Santa Clara. First change was kids turned to kid as my son announced he couldn’t go b/c of work, and b/c he didn’t want to listen to a bunch of old people playing music. Since he’s 17, I obliged and left him home.

My 14-year-old daughter and I made it to the concert with time to spare, after a grueling drive and battling with parking and coordination issues. On the drive up I felt so much excitement about the idea that popped into my mind to give someone a “miracle” with my extra ticket that I’d bought for my son. Selling the ticket didn’t fill me with the joy thinking about giving a miracle did. So we stood outside the entrance as people milled around and I looked for someone who needed a ticket. For anyone who doesn’t know, at every Grateful Dead show, people walk around holding one finger in the air saying, “I need a miracle,” which translates to a free ticket into the show.

A couple walked by me pushing a stroller with two young kids, and, oh my G! “Trinity?” I said to the guy with the long beard and soulful eyes. How amazed was I to see my old friend from Kauai, with his wife, Mary Martha, and 2 kids! I hadn’t seen him in probably 15 years, and there he was, beard, family and all! Talk about cosmic connections…

Soon after, a cute young girl with dark hair walked up with her finger in the air. I made eye contact with her and handed her the ticket. Perfect timing. We walked in to the tune of Uncle John’s Band. “Wo, oh, what I want to know, is are you kind?”

Hundreds of roses were set inside the entrance, so we gathered some. Wending our way to our section through the dancing crowds, a girl said to me, “My name is Rose.” Of course, I gave her a rose.

As my daughter and I made it to our seats and sat down at long last, we listened to the music, which I realized the next night, seemed more of a warm up jam to the familiar songs we know and love. I was run down, sick with a bad cold and just basically exhausted. My daughter had a headache, said the guitar was too loud and was giving her a headache and there was too much smoke. Feeling a little low about the scene, all of a sudden, I looked toward the sky. A beautiful, brilliant and vibrantly colored rainbow arched across the sky above the stadium. rainbow

As more and more people began to notice it, the cheering reached a crescendo and the spirit and energy I remember from that crowd rekindled.

What a feeling of joy and elation that filled the air, and all of our hearts, as that rainbow, amazingly, surprisingly appeared to grace our gathering of almost 65,000 loving souls. Miracles abound, and in the words of my favorite band, “I need a miracle everyday!”

It was the epic beauty of nature that evening that stole the show and won our hearts, uniting us with nature’s awe-inspiring spirit, through the rainbow connection and a light-filled sunset. This is truth, beauty and love.

On the drive home, a patch of rainbow appeared in the wide open sky above us. “Mom,” said my daughter, abruptly and a little too loudly, as she was listening to her own music with her headphones on. “Is it just me seeing it, or is that a little rainbow?” I joyfully saw it too, and it seemed to expand as I drove along the open road. It stayed above us for a couple hours, to my joy and amazement, giving me comfort and connecting me to the cosmic mystery in a colorful, peaceful and miraculous way that I could not have planned if I tried. So Grateful.

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The Eternal Hum

As I’ve been turning my backyard into a natural sanctuary, adding plants and cleaning up the clutter, making it a nice place to sit and relax, I noticed a hummingbird fly in and check out the area. I decided I wanted to put up a hummingbird feeder so they would come and I could feed them and enjoy their company.

I put a request for a hummingbird feeder on FreeCycle, an awesome service where people can offer and request items, all for free. The next day, I had an offer to my request and I went by and got the feeder. I was thrilled and put it up that day!

Immediately, the hummingbirds found it and have been regularly visiting us, enjoying their newfound food. I love watching them. They are so beautiful and light. So many of them have unique coloring and markings. I marvel at them and just feel a sense of joy and a quickening of my heart whenever they come visit our yard. They somehow make me feel more connected to nature when they come around. Kiwi

I was sitting outside in my comfy chair given to me by one of my best friends, reveling in the little piece of paradise I was creating, watching the hummingbirds, our Holland Lop rabbit, named Houdini, and our sweetheart puppy dog, Ginger, and just thinking how happy I was with these 3 Hs: hummingbirds, Houdini, and hound!

Then, yesterday in yoga class, I was surprised and thrilled when a sweet little hummingbird showed up, peering in at us through the wall-length windows in our second story yoga studio. The lithe little bird hovered at the windows, getting all of our attention, and lightening our hearts, making us smile and comment on the sweetness. It felt very magical, like he was communicating with us.

And, today, listening to a radio show on Hay House radio, as I sometimes do while working, the host, Michael Bernard Beckwith, commented out of the blue during a caller’s question, that he had just seen a hummingbird fly by and that whenever he sees them, it reminds him of his mother. It touched my heart, and with my attention on repeated events, I decided to research if there is any symbolism to the hummingbirds.

Of course, there is! One of the most striking facts I learned is that the hummingbird’s wings move in an infinity motion… signifying eternity. And several people commented that hummingbirds have appeared during their parents’ passing, reminding them that their parents’ spirits were free, happy, and ever-present.

In his blog, A Light in the Darkness, Matthew James wrote about hummingbird symbolism, noting, Because of its speed, the hummingbird is known as a messenger and stopper of time. It is also a symbol of love, joy, and beauty. The hummingbird is also able to fly backwards, teaching us that we can look back on our past. But, this bird also teaches that we must not dwell on our past; we need to move forward. When the hummingbird hovers over flowers while drinking nectar, we learn that we should savor each moment, and appreciate the things we love.”

 

He goes on to say that “The hummingbird has powerful spiritual significance. In the Andes of South America the hummingbird is a symbol of resurrection. It seems to die on cold nights, but comes back to life again at sunrise.

 The hummingbird is the creature that opens the heart. When the hurt that caused us to close our hearts gets a chance to heal, our hearts are free to open again.

With hummingbird consciousness, we learn the truth of beauty. Our life becomes a wonderland of delights in flowers, aromas and tastes. We laugh and enjoy creation, we appreciate the magic of the present moment, and the magic of being alive.

The hummingbird teaches us the medicinal properties of plants and how to work with the energy of flowers to heal ourselves and others. Hummingbirds teach us fierce independence. They teach us to fight in a way where no one gets hurt. They teach us courage. Having the courage to refrain from creating new trauma by communicating non-violently toward ourselves and others is an important part of healing. Recovering lost parts of ourselves enables us to become healthily independent.

It is not commonly known that the fluttering wings of the hummingbird move in the pattern of an infinity symbol – further solidifying their symbolism of eternity, continuity, and infinity.

By observing the hummingbird, we see they are seemingly tireless. Always actively seeking the sweetest nectar, they remind us to forever seek out the good in life and the beauty in each day. Amazing migrators, some hummingbirds are known to wing their way as far as 2,000 miles to reach their destination. This quality reminds us to be persistent in the pursuit of our dreams, and adopt the tenacity of the hummingbird in our lives.”

I also just realized that a hum sounds a lot like the Om sound, which is an ancient, vibratory sound that induces healing.

I’m so grateful for these amazing creatures showing up in my life and delighting, teaching and reminding us to playfully enjoy our lives and pursue our dreams without end. Just what I needed, at the perfect time. Awesome nature.

Tuning in to the Animal Multi-Verse

There’s something about animals that has always intrigued me. Kids and animals seem to have a natural affinity for one another, maybe b/c their spirits are so pure, they relate.

Pets often take on the role of child sitter or protector, when we’re young. Image It’s a natural instinct. My dog, and I’m sure others too, has an instinct to go and fetch my daughter’s polar bear that she sleeps with. Every morning, after my daughter gets out of bed, Ginger heads to her room to get Polar and brings him out to the living room to cuddle on the couch. Image Is that the sweetest natural awe or what?

More and more lately, I’m seeing examples of interspecies love and communication. I’m wondering if this is a sign of expanding consciousness throughout the planet? As our paradigm shifts, the old story about the cat eating the bird, and the dog chasing the cat is changing. Image

“Wild” and domestic animals are taking care of one another. catanddeer

chimpanddogs When this little chimp’s mom died, a zoo employee decided to take it home to give it some extra lovin. What a surprise to see where the loving came from!

huskyandtuxedokit This sweet kitty was also rescued and cared for by a sweet Siberian Husky, who even nursed the kitty! There’s a video of them too.

dogandhorse In Friendship,

Caring henandpuppy

and Cuddling, pupandkit

these animals remind us that no matter what we look like, or what we’re called, loving and caring for each other is a universal song we can all sing! Tune in!!!

Have your Peace & Eat it too

We all love confirmation, right? Synchronicity, timing, and flow are pretty awesome too. When these things show up in our lives, we can feel like we’re on the right path.

 

That’s how I felt this morning when I checked my email and saw this letter, sent to me from the Intelligent Optimist:

 

Dear Tracy,

 

“All these supposedly ‘incurable’ diseases aren’t so incurable after all. That incurable really means, incurable from the outside. If you want to interrupt a physical process called disease, you need to leverage belief systems that can activate biological responses and trigger a self-healing response. You need to change your belief systems.”

 

Absolutely! I had just blogged about the need to believe we can heal ourselves about 12 hours ago on Naturalawes.com. I clicked the link to find even further confirmation.

 

“The Missing Peace in Your Life” headed the page. “Coincidentally,” I had also written that in order to heal, we need to find what we are missing in our lives, that piece, or pieces, that keeps us from being whole (healed).

 

“A human being is a part of the whole, called by us ‘Universe,’ a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts, and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. Nobody is able to achieve this completely, but the striving for such achievement is in itself a part of the liberation and a foundation for inner security.” – Albert Einstein, via the Intelligent Optimist.

 

Amazing how connected the pieces of our lives are. And the clues we are given that cause us to sit up and pay attention.

 

Finding the pieces that make us whole leads to peace and healing. Believing we can discover these pieces and achieve peace and healing is the “secret to life.”

 

“Rather than genes, it is our beliefs that control our lives,” said Cellular Biologist Bruce Lipton, who wrote The Biology of Belief. Changing your beliefs and perceptions will impact your life at a cellular level, Dr. Lipton tells us.

 

Believing we can makes it so.

 

A piece of cake!

Throwing Stones, or The Bird

Consider the middle finger. It’s essential and useful, typing the “i” and the “e” on the keyboard, for just 2 important uses, but we know it has even more power than that!

When the middle finger is held up, and the other fingers are down, adrenaline often surges.

I’m no exception; despite my “Live Aloha” bumper sticker (and attitude, I like to think), when I noticed a middle finger being held up at me by a smug, hiding his face arrogant young guy in the backseat of a passing Beamer with 2 other guys in the front seat, accompanied by a loud incoherent yell at me, I was immediately enraged.

“Gotta f–king problem?!” I shouted at the arrogant bastard as I sped past them holding up my own middle finger. WTF?! There I was just driving along, and boom, a middle finger flashed at me completely flared my emotions. I didn’t recognize the guys; nor do I know of many people who would be pissed at me and give me “the bird.”

It launched me into a contemplation of our reactions and emotions to other people; we can be so affected, or not. Maybe overcoming my natural instinct here to become angry and strike back and letting their stupid action have no affect on me was my lesson there.

Deep sigh. I ruminated over it the entire 16 mile drive to the beach. Sunset.

After the sun set, I attempted to throw the ball to my dog as we walked down the beach (seems my throwing arm could use some improvement)… when I saw this boy, who thankfully, also needed some improvement in his throwing skills.

“That’s mean!” I said to him, twice b/c he (acted like?) he didn’t hear me the first time. The boy, about 16 or so, was throwing stones at seagulls. He almost hit one as I was walking toward him. “Don’t throw rocks at the birds!” I admonished him and his friend, who looked astonished that some random girl with a dog on the beach would correct him. He looked at me and didn’t answer.

His parents, I’m assuming, were a few steps beyond him, and as I took a few more steps, the dad raised his eyebrows and lifted his head toward me. “Do you think it’s okay for him to be throwing rocks at the birds?” I asked him.

“He didn’t hit the birds,” he answered.

“Well he almost did, and he tried,” I insisted. “It’s not cool. I don’t understand why you guys would come to enjoy the beach and throw stones at the birds. It’s just not cool,” I said, tugging on my dog’s leash and grabbing her ball that she had dropped in front of the dad, oblivious to the exchange I guess.

I walked on, shaking my head. Well, at least nobody got hurt. The bird flew away, and I too will learn to rise above throwing stones…  Image

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Good Things Come

I get so busy. I finally took my pup for a walk on the trails we love after more than a couple weeks… it felt so wonderful to be out in nature, unwinding and walking. When we got to the water dish (left out so generously by the state park personnel), which is our hike’s halfway point, I decided to sit down and rest in the shade for a few minutes.

It’s in these times of rest and still relaxation that things often come to us. Hence the saying, “the fruits of idleness are more important than the fruits of labor.”

Idylness… as in Idyllic.

I have never had this happen to me before! At first I wondered if the butterfly was sick b/c it was acting so out of the ordinary… crawling up my leg and all! But as soon as I reached out to “help” it, it withdrew, then sat for a while, flapping its wings while on the ground. Then, it took off, flying into the beautiful garden next to us.

Good things come to those who wait, or in my case, rest.   And then we can fly!

Wading Time

Taking the time to wade in this beautiful mountain stream and pool was the highlight of our day today. How wonderful to enjoy nature’s wonders. The soothing sounds of the river sing to any of us close enough to hear, nature’s melody loud and clear. Immersing in nature’s streams brings us deeper benefits than the simply refreshing pleasure of sinking our feet in the soft silty sand under the water and speaks to our souls in the language spoken only by the healing power of nature. Wade!

A Better Truth

As I beat myself up over falling into similar patterns that I’ve been shown over and over again don’t work, I’m reminded by one of my writing mentors, that “recklessly making mistakes — in writing or in life” helps us find our “true self.”

“And why find it?” Brenda Ueland asks, in her inspiring book, If You Want to Write. As she explains, your true self is “your immortal soul and the life of the Spirit, and if we can only free it and respect it and not run it down” (or let others run us down), “and let it move and work, it is the way to be happier and greater,” which we all want to be.

When we tap into our “creative power” in our life experiences and do what gives us that “spring of happy energy,” we discover a fountain of joy that feeds our souls. And life is a continuous journey to our true selves, as Ms. Ueland so eloquently put it: “the true self is always in motion like music, a river of life, changing, moving, failing, suffering, learning, shining. That is why you must freely and recklessly make new mistakes — and do not fret about them but pass on and write more.”

We live and learn, so “what is true to you today may not be true at all tomorrow, because you see a better truth.” Perfectly natural.Image We are all being led to our own better truths… live, make mistakes and keep moving toward your center.

The Power of Human Nature

On this Summer Solstice, I find myself pondering the oft-overlooked wonders of our human nature. The power of the human spirit is absolutely awe-inspiring. In the past weeks, a common theme has been threaded among our experiences. In some way, we are all being prompted to examine our beliefs and face our truths and fears. The death of a child, infidelity, religious programming and human abilities have been the vehicles driving our awareness in my circle these past few weeks. Through it all, we are learning, we are more powerful than most of us realize.

 

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.”

~Marianne Williamson

 

It’s time to remember and reclaim the power in our human nature.

 

“It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.”

 

How else can you explain the ability to endure and accept, gracefully, what is certainly one of life’s ultimate horrors and trauma: the unexpected, accidental death of your 3-year-old son? To keep going through unimaginable grief and reach out to your friends and families, accepting unconditional love and compassion, is a tribute to the strength and power of the human spirit. Building a 40-foot altar of love in honor of a young life, a community came together connecting this life with the next and creating a peace and outpouring of eternal love and support. Nobody will deny that the deep love and spiritual sharing at a time such as this was a natural human instinct felt by every family member and friend who knew this little boy, and served as a source of healing for each one of us, here and beyond. Even in her grief, my friend acknowledged the power of our human interactions. “Please as you see us out and about living our lives in this town send us love and light and a SMILE…as opposed to feeling sorry or awkward…………..we are still feeling so blessed in our lives and place you in charge of reminding us of  joy……………”

 

“As we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.”

 

As we reach out to others, we learn truths, some of which we are subconsciously aware of already. Our subconscious houses information we sometimes don’t register consciously. But there is power there. It often comes across as an inner knowing. It can gnaw at us if we ignore it too. This ability to know something so strongly without physical proof is powerful, and is undeniably part of our human nature. Intuition is our natural ability. Learning to trust it will lead us to the truths we will live our lives by. Acting upon intuition, we’re often surprised at how quickly our hunches are confirmed. How does a woman know, despite accusations of being “crazy” that her boyfriend of a year has started seeing another woman? What unexplainable, uncanny urge to check his phone for the first time in the relationship spurs her into action, to find the number of a new contact? Women’s intuition is especially strong, when it comes to our love. This knowing is part of our power. Calling the contact proved her intuition was correct, and conversation restored her trust and faith in her own powerful nature (but not her relationship).

As we begin to embrace our power, our abilities will increase. My friend told me about a magician who was levitating. “It had to be from Satan!” she proclaimed. Out of character, I didn’t agree with her. “Why is it a bad thing?” I asked her. She felt it was okay that Jesus levitated, because he did it with the power of God, but nobody else could possibly do it with the same power. Some discussion about supernatural not necessarily being a bad thing from “Satan” shifted her opinion, and caused her to question her immediate first thought. Fear can blind us to the truth. We don’t have to be afraid of our natural abilities and our human natures. Developing them will enable us to live more fully and lead to greater fulfillment, personally and collectively.

 

“As we’re liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

 

We already feel vibes, we know when something’s not feeling right, without any words being exchanged. Telepathy would eliminate lying, as the false nature would be evident in people evolved in their natural ability to discern truth. We are multidimensional beings, and we’re being moved to evolve and advance. Energy healing is a natural frontier of medicine, and is within all of our abilities. Doreen Virtue said today it’s time to “claim your divine, spiritual God-given power.” Connecting to spirit and tuning in to your own natural power is as easy as consciously choosing your thoughts.

Think good, happy thoughts consistently and you will attract that frequency in your life. Think about the thoughts that occupy your mind most of the time. You have the choice to choose what you think about. And thoughts are sooooooooo powerful. I recently witnessed 14 people being hypnotized and acting on what they thought was happening. You can only be hypnotized if you’re willing, which is the first demonstration of our mind’s power. Nobody can hypnotize you against your will. But if you want to be hypnotized, you can be, and you will believe what is suggested to you… the power of suggestion. Under hypnosis, the participants all saw a yellow egg “laid” by another participant.  As ridiculous as this sounds, as they all believed that person had laid a yellow egg, they all saw it.

All we have to do is believe in the power and wonder of our human nature to realize it!!!!!!!!!!!!! Consciously, Collectively Connect.