Before I begin, my heart goes out to people all over the world as we all go through our trials and tribulations of rebirth. My gratitude to the people of Japan for being the example of calm and poise in the midst of chaos.
We began the final wave of the Mayan Calendar just a week and a half ago. The acceleration during this "wave" is like the roadrunner cartoon character on steroids. Adding some lighter fluid to the fire, Uranus entered Aries on 3/11, the day of the 9.0 earthquake and tsunami in Japan. The symbols from this event are unmistakable: the ninth wave began just two days before the giant wave of the tsunami and the date of the disaster, if written the way most of the world writes it, would look like 11-3-11. Elevens are gateways and this month of March signifies our entry into accelerated change of all kinds.
Within one month, governments have changed, thousands have died or are missing in an earthquake and tsunami of historic proportions that may lead to another Chernobyl, volcanoes have erupted, floods continue in the US and around the world, and now we are on the verge of yet another war. What gate did we just walk through?
On a personal level, we are all experiencing the effects of the earth changes in our own ways. The electromagnetic field around our hearts is connected to the earth's electromagnetic field, which is decreasing. In many ways, we are witnessing the death of Mother Earth before her rebirth. For weeks, I have felt like my life force was being drained out of me. Hum,I must have walked through the pearly gate! I wonder if I should update my will?
The answer to that question is yes, but not in the 3D sense of updating a will. My personal will to do, to be, needs updating. As I begin the chapter on alignment in my next book and consciously choose to align my will with divine will, I realized that once again, I am living my book. The gateway I entered is one of realigning my life purpose with that of the universe. This realignment is so big that my old self has to "die" to make room for the new.
Perhaps you have recently felt the deep exhaustion. You think you slept well the night before and wake up only to want to go back to bed. Everything is an effort. Not only is everything an effort, I have wondered why I am doing it? I look around and I don't understand anything or want to be here in this old world. It looks foreign, falling apart, and far from being in harmony with who I am now. There is so much of a schism that things we take for granted look foreign. Why do we need automobiles? What is this device for? Why would you build a building that way? Why do most people give up their lives to just work and sleep and do it again and again and again? I don't get it! I haven't for a while but it has now reached a new level, one of total disconnect. Stop the world, I want to get off!
Clearly, monumental changes are needed but it is not quite time yet to implement all of them. We are still in the birth canal. While we are in this in-between state it is best that we prepare. Prepare for more earth changes, more political unrest, and more internal changes as we birth who we really are. Have compassion and hold space for those who don't realize the extent of this change. They are going through a consciousness shift every eighteen days like the rest of us.
Soon we will be called to step into our new roles and new persona. Others may not recognize us and that's okay. It is our job to be their mirrors and show them who they truly are. We may all like to stop the world and get off right now and the reason why we came to earth this life is to help her through this transition. I know we will do just that!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Love Is
In my quest to find the answers to life's biggest questions, the question "What is love?" is perhaps the most difficult to answer because it is so ubiquitous. To answer the question with the statement "love is" just didn't satisfy my hunger to really know and define love.
The reductionist in me had me looking at love under the microscope of life. The visionary in me broadened my view to include all of creation. Everywhere I looked, from the tall to the small, I found love. Yes, love is all there is but what is all there is?
In Glenda Green's book, Love Without End,Jesus Speaks, she talks about adamantine particles, the fundamental particles of creation that respond only to love. These particles are smaller than atoms, or protons, neutrons, and electrons. Perhaps they are even smaller than bosons and leptons. Whatever their size, if they respond only to love, then love commands the universe.
Moving up to the atomic level, hydrogen is the simplest of all elements, containing only one proton and one electron. It is the most abundant element in the universe. Our sun is mostly hydrogen. Some researchers have even speculated that hydrogen is the memory stick that plugs into the akashic records. It is because of hydrogen bonding that DNA is able to "unzip" and replicate.
At the molecular level, lets look at water because of its association with emotion and its ubiquity. Our bodies are approximately 70-80% water similar to earth. Water is made of mostly hydrogen and it is hydrogen bonding that is responsible for many of water's unique characteristics, including its ability to structure itself.
Researchers have found that water responds to love. Dr. Emoto's ground-breaking research with water shows us that water holds memory. He and other researchers discovered that the emotion of love structures water and forms a beautiful crystal when flash-frozen. Structured water, as I am writing about in my second book, is the key to the transference of information throughout the body. Love our water, love ourselves is one obvious conclusion from this research. What does it mean to "love" our water or anything else for that matter? I am back to where I started. What is love?
Love is an emotion. We innately know what love feels like to give it and receive it. Since emotions are energy in motion, and all energy has a frequency, then love must be a particular frequency. Once again, our words are literal; the term "good vibrations" is often associated with love. Love is a good vibration.
According to Dan Winter, the feeling of love is the result of the harmonic wave pattern created in the heart, which in turn affects how tightly your DNA helix is braided. A magnetic X, as he calls it, is produced in your heart's electromagnetic field. The magnetic rush you feel when you are close to someone you love is the result of this magnetic X. Your DNA braids its strands according to the golden mean ratio and this produces the emotion of bliss. I would say that is a good vibration.
Drunvalo Melchizedek says love is the golden mean ratio - the harmonic expression of nature. Perhaps Karen Carpenter was right. "...all you get from love is a love song." The harmony of love permeates all of creation creating a symphony whose purpose is to blissfully give praise to the grand architect of it all.
How do you define love? Please share your definitions of love and while you are it, please send love to water. Water is so important to all of life. My love to water and to you, my readers! Thank you.
The reductionist in me had me looking at love under the microscope of life. The visionary in me broadened my view to include all of creation. Everywhere I looked, from the tall to the small, I found love. Yes, love is all there is but what is all there is?
In Glenda Green's book, Love Without End,Jesus Speaks, she talks about adamantine particles, the fundamental particles of creation that respond only to love. These particles are smaller than atoms, or protons, neutrons, and electrons. Perhaps they are even smaller than bosons and leptons. Whatever their size, if they respond only to love, then love commands the universe.
Moving up to the atomic level, hydrogen is the simplest of all elements, containing only one proton and one electron. It is the most abundant element in the universe. Our sun is mostly hydrogen. Some researchers have even speculated that hydrogen is the memory stick that plugs into the akashic records. It is because of hydrogen bonding that DNA is able to "unzip" and replicate.
At the molecular level, lets look at water because of its association with emotion and its ubiquity. Our bodies are approximately 70-80% water similar to earth. Water is made of mostly hydrogen and it is hydrogen bonding that is responsible for many of water's unique characteristics, including its ability to structure itself.
Researchers have found that water responds to love. Dr. Emoto's ground-breaking research with water shows us that water holds memory. He and other researchers discovered that the emotion of love structures water and forms a beautiful crystal when flash-frozen. Structured water, as I am writing about in my second book, is the key to the transference of information throughout the body. Love our water, love ourselves is one obvious conclusion from this research. What does it mean to "love" our water or anything else for that matter? I am back to where I started. What is love?
Love is an emotion. We innately know what love feels like to give it and receive it. Since emotions are energy in motion, and all energy has a frequency, then love must be a particular frequency. Once again, our words are literal; the term "good vibrations" is often associated with love. Love is a good vibration.
According to Dan Winter, the feeling of love is the result of the harmonic wave pattern created in the heart, which in turn affects how tightly your DNA helix is braided. A magnetic X, as he calls it, is produced in your heart's electromagnetic field. The magnetic rush you feel when you are close to someone you love is the result of this magnetic X. Your DNA braids its strands according to the golden mean ratio and this produces the emotion of bliss. I would say that is a good vibration.
How do you define love? Please share your definitions of love and while you are it, please send love to water. Water is so important to all of life. My love to water and to you, my readers! Thank you.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Tipping Point
Lessons come in various sizes and shapes, generally wearing a clever disguise.
After being immersed in an intense death phase and forgetting what seems to be real is an illusion, I went out job hunting. My 3-D visible financial resources are low and I thought going back to what was, the 9 to 5 routine, was the way out.
One day I went to a job fair and had a screening interview for a manager position. The interview went well and I received a call that night for another interview the next day. Prior to the second interview, I checked my email. I received an email from my website contact form with the subject line, "Remembering Your Divinity" (part of the current title for my next book). A woman was asking when my second book would be available as she wanted to purchase it! Would I betray the book if I took this job, which would require much more than an eight hour day? Had I forgotten my divinity?
The interview went well even after sharing the nature of my, yet to be completed, second book. Perhaps having this job will provide the money to publish the book, I rationalized.
I moved to the next stage of the hiring process, a critical thinking test which I passed. When I received a call from the company on my birthday informing me they forgot to schedule me for the personality portion of the testing, I immediately noted the timing. Here I am on my rebirth day, as I call it, taking a personality test. While taking the test, I asked myself, "Just whom do you wish to rebirth Joan?" In other words, will you answer from your heart or will you give the answer you think the company wants? Still true to myself, and to my amazement, I "passed" the personality test.
On to yet another interview with some hospital managers with whom I would be working if I got the job. I was half way through the interview when I realized I didn't want the job. It became crystal clear that I would be selling my soul for money. In that moment, I realized how much I needed to write the book and how much I love writing it!
The very last question of this week-long ordeal was, "Do you know Joy Cerio? In the moment I didn't realize the real significance of what he had asked and responded in the usual 3-D manner. It took but a second after my conventional response for me to understand what the universe was asking me. Just add a pause after the word joy (Cerio being my last name) and I think you get the picture! Am I living in joy? Will this job add to my joy? No.
The next day I was notified I wasn't chosen for the position. Of course not. My heart was not in it. I didn't choose the job so why would it choose me?
What the experience showed me was that I was not trusting even though I thought I was. As my friend Mark David wrote in his novel The MoonQuest, you either trust or you don't. There is no in between. I clearly was not trusting.
I did some automatic writing for myself during this never-ending interview process. I wrote that I am at a tipping point. Why not? 2011 may be a tipping point for all of us. Since I wrote this, I have heard this phrase used in various articles and by various reporters describing current events. What huge change inside me is about to happen that will forever change how I operate in the world?
In the shower this morning I played a mind game. I asked myself a series of "what if" questions.
What if I'm really not "from here?"
What if I came here with a divine purpose?
What if every choice I have made so far has provided the ideal experiences to support me carrying out my divine purpose?
What if the past eight years of soul searching and clearing, of unfolding who I really am, was not only for me but had a greater purpose?
What if I totally trust the universe will provide for me?
What if I defy logic and concentrate on finishing my second book instead of looking for a 9 to 5 job?
What if writing this book is part of my divine purpose?
What if I follow my heart in every moment?
What if I remember my divinity?
Sometimes we know something so deeply we miss the forest for the tree. Saying these words tripped a switch within all of my cells and opened a new neural pathway in my brain. Sounds like a tipping point to me? Perhaps now I will live in joy.
As I continue to process this latest "ah ha" moment, I also continue to surrender to the moment of now. Everything happens in the glorious moment of now. Even tipping points.
After being immersed in an intense death phase and forgetting what seems to be real is an illusion, I went out job hunting. My 3-D visible financial resources are low and I thought going back to what was, the 9 to 5 routine, was the way out.
One day I went to a job fair and had a screening interview for a manager position. The interview went well and I received a call that night for another interview the next day. Prior to the second interview, I checked my email. I received an email from my website contact form with the subject line, "Remembering Your Divinity" (part of the current title for my next book). A woman was asking when my second book would be available as she wanted to purchase it! Would I betray the book if I took this job, which would require much more than an eight hour day? Had I forgotten my divinity?
The interview went well even after sharing the nature of my, yet to be completed, second book. Perhaps having this job will provide the money to publish the book, I rationalized.
I moved to the next stage of the hiring process, a critical thinking test which I passed. When I received a call from the company on my birthday informing me they forgot to schedule me for the personality portion of the testing, I immediately noted the timing. Here I am on my rebirth day, as I call it, taking a personality test. While taking the test, I asked myself, "Just whom do you wish to rebirth Joan?" In other words, will you answer from your heart or will you give the answer you think the company wants? Still true to myself, and to my amazement, I "passed" the personality test.
On to yet another interview with some hospital managers with whom I would be working if I got the job. I was half way through the interview when I realized I didn't want the job. It became crystal clear that I would be selling my soul for money. In that moment, I realized how much I needed to write the book and how much I love writing it!
The very last question of this week-long ordeal was, "Do you know Joy Cerio? In the moment I didn't realize the real significance of what he had asked and responded in the usual 3-D manner. It took but a second after my conventional response for me to understand what the universe was asking me. Just add a pause after the word joy (Cerio being my last name) and I think you get the picture! Am I living in joy? Will this job add to my joy? No.
The next day I was notified I wasn't chosen for the position. Of course not. My heart was not in it. I didn't choose the job so why would it choose me?
What the experience showed me was that I was not trusting even though I thought I was. As my friend Mark David wrote in his novel The MoonQuest, you either trust or you don't. There is no in between. I clearly was not trusting.
I did some automatic writing for myself during this never-ending interview process. I wrote that I am at a tipping point. Why not? 2011 may be a tipping point for all of us. Since I wrote this, I have heard this phrase used in various articles and by various reporters describing current events. What huge change inside me is about to happen that will forever change how I operate in the world?
In the shower this morning I played a mind game. I asked myself a series of "what if" questions.
What if I'm really not "from here?"
What if I came here with a divine purpose?
What if every choice I have made so far has provided the ideal experiences to support me carrying out my divine purpose?
What if the past eight years of soul searching and clearing, of unfolding who I really am, was not only for me but had a greater purpose?
What if I totally trust the universe will provide for me?
What if I defy logic and concentrate on finishing my second book instead of looking for a 9 to 5 job?
What if writing this book is part of my divine purpose?
What if I follow my heart in every moment?
What if I remember my divinity?
Sometimes we know something so deeply we miss the forest for the tree. Saying these words tripped a switch within all of my cells and opened a new neural pathway in my brain. Sounds like a tipping point to me? Perhaps now I will live in joy.
As I continue to process this latest "ah ha" moment, I also continue to surrender to the moment of now. Everything happens in the glorious moment of now. Even tipping points.
Monday, December 13, 2010
As Dead as a Door-nail
"The Marleys were dead to begin with - as dead as a door-nail." So begins The Muppet Christmas Carol. My name is not Marley and I'm not a Muppet, but I am "as dead as a door-nail."
As this year is coming to a close, my life, as I have known it, it also coming to a close. I am in a death phase. Doors of all kinds are closing. It is time to let go of everything.
During my last trip to Sedona, I reluctantly went to a full moon ceremony with a friend who wanted to introduce me to the owners of the retreat where the ceremony was held. Participating in the ceremony was like pulling teeth for me - I just didn't want to do it. I understand the power of ceremony and I had my fill. "I don't need to tie a prayer bundle to set an intention", I thought. The owner who was leading the group was clearly a well-polished showman who, from what I had seen earlier in the evening, doesn't walk his talk. "Enough of ego-driven charlatans too!" I couldn't wait to leave. I reached my saturation point.
The next day I realized why I needed to go to the ceremony. I had to feel totally done with what going to that ceremony represented in my life, that my days of spiritual seeking and learning at that level are done. I let go of all attachments to what I think my spiritual work is or even doing any more spiritual work. I took a good long look at my life and woke up from some delusions.
This death phase has lasted so long and been so painful that all I can liken it to is a spaghetti western where a cowboy was shot and is taking his sweet time to die - twirling around, kicking his feet, and taking some long and painful last gasps. If I were a horse, someone would have put me out of my misery by now. It's a good thing I'm not packing a six iron.
I feel empty like someone picked me up and shook me upside down to get the last whatever out of me. I am hollow. Spent. Kaput. There is no more to give and at this moment, nothing to do. Perfect timing for a mercury retrograde period, don't you think?
In this strange spiral sine wave of life, I just hit the bottom of the trough. The good news is, of course, there is no where to go but up from here. Since much of November felt like a slow death and here we are into mid December, my concern is - how long is the trough? Oh and next week is a full moon lunar eclipse on the solstice! As Charlie Brown would say sarcastically, "Joy to the world."
Christmas is usually a time for miracles, light, and birth. I think we may need to wait until Epiphany for the birthing of the new since mercury doesn't go direct until December 30 and the new moon solar eclipse is on January 4. Yes, we should all have our own epiphany by then!
Meanwhile, I'm allowing all of the last remaining gunk to come up and out and making friends with my death phase. Out with the old and in with the new!
I will leave you with this song from Barry Manilow, "It's Just Another New Year's Eve." Let's take a moment and pat ourselves on the back for making it through this intense year. Enjoy my friends. May 2011 be kind to all of us.
As this year is coming to a close, my life, as I have known it, it also coming to a close. I am in a death phase. Doors of all kinds are closing. It is time to let go of everything.
During my last trip to Sedona, I reluctantly went to a full moon ceremony with a friend who wanted to introduce me to the owners of the retreat where the ceremony was held. Participating in the ceremony was like pulling teeth for me - I just didn't want to do it. I understand the power of ceremony and I had my fill. "I don't need to tie a prayer bundle to set an intention", I thought. The owner who was leading the group was clearly a well-polished showman who, from what I had seen earlier in the evening, doesn't walk his talk. "Enough of ego-driven charlatans too!" I couldn't wait to leave. I reached my saturation point.
The next day I realized why I needed to go to the ceremony. I had to feel totally done with what going to that ceremony represented in my life, that my days of spiritual seeking and learning at that level are done. I let go of all attachments to what I think my spiritual work is or even doing any more spiritual work. I took a good long look at my life and woke up from some delusions.
This death phase has lasted so long and been so painful that all I can liken it to is a spaghetti western where a cowboy was shot and is taking his sweet time to die - twirling around, kicking his feet, and taking some long and painful last gasps. If I were a horse, someone would have put me out of my misery by now. It's a good thing I'm not packing a six iron.
I feel empty like someone picked me up and shook me upside down to get the last whatever out of me. I am hollow. Spent. Kaput. There is no more to give and at this moment, nothing to do. Perfect timing for a mercury retrograde period, don't you think?
In this strange spiral sine wave of life, I just hit the bottom of the trough. The good news is, of course, there is no where to go but up from here. Since much of November felt like a slow death and here we are into mid December, my concern is - how long is the trough? Oh and next week is a full moon lunar eclipse on the solstice! As Charlie Brown would say sarcastically, "Joy to the world."
Christmas is usually a time for miracles, light, and birth. I think we may need to wait until Epiphany for the birthing of the new since mercury doesn't go direct until December 30 and the new moon solar eclipse is on January 4. Yes, we should all have our own epiphany by then!
Meanwhile, I'm allowing all of the last remaining gunk to come up and out and making friends with my death phase. Out with the old and in with the new!
I will leave you with this song from Barry Manilow, "It's Just Another New Year's Eve." Let's take a moment and pat ourselves on the back for making it through this intense year. Enjoy my friends. May 2011 be kind to all of us.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Knocking on Heaven's Door
Where did this year go? It felt like time stood still for a month or two in early summer and then the rest of the year went into hyper drive. Anyone else feeling this? I know things are accelerated in Sedona and this feels different than my other Sedona sojourns.
This past week I felt an energy at my back gently nudging me forward. Call this person, get this session, see this friend, go here, do this. Today I took a moment to think about what I intended for this visit to vortex heaven and what I asked for since I arrived. So far, everything I intended and asked for I've gotten in short order. In three short weeks, I have received life-altering bodywork, read a couple of books, watched about 7 informational DVDs, given several healing sessions, made a new friend, reconnected with several friends, received several messages, and this coming week may be the crowning glory, literally. I have scheduled several powerful events for this week that I know will change my life forever.
A friend of mine who channels shared a powerful and personal experience with me this week that I needed to hear. She shared some messages for me and said I may have a similar experience. Much of what she said confirmed what I was feeling and some sent me into a tailspin. I know it is time to embody my divine essence.
We are near the apex of our current spacetime spiral. Just as a vortex of water accelerates the further down the drain it travels, we are being accelerated through this zero point, into the next dimension, and onto the next spiral cycle. What happens when we break one plane of existence and enter the next? Our consciousness changes so dramatically that we no longer feel like the same person.
I thought the main purpose of this ninth journey across the country was to write my second book. To my surprise, what I realized today is that the book is writing me. Until I energetically catch up with what the book requires, I can write no further. Until we can "catch up" with our divine essence, we can progress no further with this level of consciousness. We've gone as far as we can go.
So here we are knocking on heaven's door feeling empty and spent, like an empty rocket booster hurdling through space. The thrust for our "past" life is gone. As we pass through the eye of the needle, zero point energy, we lose all sense of time and place, if you haven't already. It is no man's land, true limbo, zero point. We also refuel for our next life's journey through spacetime as we pass through this enormous amount of energy.
Each of us has a preprogrammed launch time into our new/next lives. We remain in limbo until the countdown is complete and liftoff occurs.
For now, my stare is like a deer in headlights, I have forgotten much of the past, and feel like I am on perpetual autopilot. Limbo land is unnerving, seemingly unnatural, and this too shall pass.
This past week I felt an energy at my back gently nudging me forward. Call this person, get this session, see this friend, go here, do this. Today I took a moment to think about what I intended for this visit to vortex heaven and what I asked for since I arrived. So far, everything I intended and asked for I've gotten in short order. In three short weeks, I have received life-altering bodywork, read a couple of books, watched about 7 informational DVDs, given several healing sessions, made a new friend, reconnected with several friends, received several messages, and this coming week may be the crowning glory, literally. I have scheduled several powerful events for this week that I know will change my life forever.
A friend of mine who channels shared a powerful and personal experience with me this week that I needed to hear. She shared some messages for me and said I may have a similar experience. Much of what she said confirmed what I was feeling and some sent me into a tailspin. I know it is time to embody my divine essence.
We are near the apex of our current spacetime spiral. Just as a vortex of water accelerates the further down the drain it travels, we are being accelerated through this zero point, into the next dimension, and onto the next spiral cycle. What happens when we break one plane of existence and enter the next? Our consciousness changes so dramatically that we no longer feel like the same person.
I thought the main purpose of this ninth journey across the country was to write my second book. To my surprise, what I realized today is that the book is writing me. Until I energetically catch up with what the book requires, I can write no further. Until we can "catch up" with our divine essence, we can progress no further with this level of consciousness. We've gone as far as we can go.
So here we are knocking on heaven's door feeling empty and spent, like an empty rocket booster hurdling through space. The thrust for our "past" life is gone. As we pass through the eye of the needle, zero point energy, we lose all sense of time and place, if you haven't already. It is no man's land, true limbo, zero point. We also refuel for our next life's journey through spacetime as we pass through this enormous amount of energy.Each of us has a preprogrammed launch time into our new/next lives. We remain in limbo until the countdown is complete and liftoff occurs.
For now, my stare is like a deer in headlights, I have forgotten much of the past, and feel like I am on perpetual autopilot. Limbo land is unnerving, seemingly unnatural, and this too shall pass.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
The Home S t r e t c h
We made it through the 10-10-10 gateway. Woo hoo! The way I felt over the weekend I was ready to pass through the "big" gateway, if you know what I mean! Thankfully, I feel better, strange, but better. Now what?
After a physically challenging and spiritually powerful weekend with my friend and owner of the house I am renting, the energy shifted big time. After she left on Monday, I received phone call after phone call from various Realtors scheduling appointments to show the house, which was sold last month and then the buyer withdrew her offer earlier this month. In this "clear as mud " energy we are in, the only clarity I came up with is, don't plan on staying in this house for too long...whatever that means.
The same day, I received an email about a conference next week in California that I had wanted to attend when I was back in New York. Not knowing where I would be on this ninth trip across the country, I had put the conference out of my mind. Now I am located within a day's drive of the conference and I have a friend near-by with whom I could stay. The location of the conference is within another day's drive of where I also considered going on the following weekend. I think the universe just started turning over the cards from the 52 Pick-Up. As I was speaking to my landlady Tuesday morning and saying I had asked for clarity about whether to stay another month, an A-1 Express Moving Van drove past! (I live on a dead-end street with very little traffic.) Bingo! Another card just appeared! Move 'em out rawhide!
When a friend asked for my latest take on the energies, what came out of my mouth was we are in the home stretch. Whatever is coming to us now, and it does come to us, is preparing us for our final descent as we embody our angelic nature. While we are "back stage changing into our new costumes", the props for the next act are moved onto the stage. Act 999 will begin when every prop is in place, every actor dressed and ready to go on stage, the orchestra tuned and on the same sheet of music, the lighting crew is ready, and the audience is seated and waiting with great anticipation.
If you have ever been a part of a theater production, you know how many details go into producing a play. Just imagine all of the details that need to be addressed in order for you to enter the next "stage" of your life. And we're not talking about small town theater. We're talking Broadway!
While all of the support crew and cast are doing their thing, we wait for our cue to enter stage right. Indeed. We will enter this stage of lives right. The magic, majesty, and mastery of this next stage is beyond our wildest dreams.
For now we wait until the next cue card appears...and then the next...and the next... While we are coming around the home stretch, it sure feels like a s t r e t c h. The universe asks us to stretch a little bit farther than we ever have and then asks us to stretch even more. Time feels like it has been compressed and stretched at the same time. Things move quickly now compared to the speed at which we were accustomed and it feels like it is taking FOREVER. How is this possible?
While we are in this no man's land of the home s t r e t c h, I thought this might cheer you up a bit. Remember the Looney Tunes Cartoons? You may feel looney tunes by now! I know I do!
After a physically challenging and spiritually powerful weekend with my friend and owner of the house I am renting, the energy shifted big time. After she left on Monday, I received phone call after phone call from various Realtors scheduling appointments to show the house, which was sold last month and then the buyer withdrew her offer earlier this month. In this "clear as mud " energy we are in, the only clarity I came up with is, don't plan on staying in this house for too long...whatever that means.
The same day, I received an email about a conference next week in California that I had wanted to attend when I was back in New York. Not knowing where I would be on this ninth trip across the country, I had put the conference out of my mind. Now I am located within a day's drive of the conference and I have a friend near-by with whom I could stay. The location of the conference is within another day's drive of where I also considered going on the following weekend. I think the universe just started turning over the cards from the 52 Pick-Up. As I was speaking to my landlady Tuesday morning and saying I had asked for clarity about whether to stay another month, an A-1 Express Moving Van drove past! (I live on a dead-end street with very little traffic.) Bingo! Another card just appeared! Move 'em out rawhide!
When a friend asked for my latest take on the energies, what came out of my mouth was we are in the home stretch. Whatever is coming to us now, and it does come to us, is preparing us for our final descent as we embody our angelic nature. While we are "back stage changing into our new costumes", the props for the next act are moved onto the stage. Act 999 will begin when every prop is in place, every actor dressed and ready to go on stage, the orchestra tuned and on the same sheet of music, the lighting crew is ready, and the audience is seated and waiting with great anticipation.
If you have ever been a part of a theater production, you know how many details go into producing a play. Just imagine all of the details that need to be addressed in order for you to enter the next "stage" of your life. And we're not talking about small town theater. We're talking Broadway!
While all of the support crew and cast are doing their thing, we wait for our cue to enter stage right. Indeed. We will enter this stage of lives right. The magic, majesty, and mastery of this next stage is beyond our wildest dreams.
For now we wait until the next cue card appears...and then the next...and the next... While we are coming around the home stretch, it sure feels like a s t r e t c h. The universe asks us to stretch a little bit farther than we ever have and then asks us to stretch even more. Time feels like it has been compressed and stretched at the same time. Things move quickly now compared to the speed at which we were accustomed and it feels like it is taking FOREVER. How is this possible?
While we are in this no man's land of the home s t r e t c h, I thought this might cheer you up a bit. Remember the Looney Tunes Cartoons? You may feel looney tunes by now! I know I do!
Friday, September 24, 2010
52 Pick-Up
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." Has Dickens reincarnated or what? It seems we are all having a "dickens" of a time riding these swells. They have been anything but swell.
I don't know about you, but this fall equinox/harvest full moon kicked my butt. One minute I have a sore gum and then it's gone, or rather the pain shifted to my jaw and sinuses. My neck feels like I have a cervical collar around it and I have to move my entire body to look left or right. My mid back needs some serious TLC and then there's the emotional stuff. Oh joy. Fear reared its head again over the last couple of days. How will I survive this insane ride? Then I am overwhelmed by the feeling of just wanting to go home only I don't know where home is. If home is where the heart is, I'd better fine mine soon!
In twelve short days, the house I am renting, which is for sale, was viewed, offer made and accepted, and then the buyer changed her mind. Am I staying or going? Where am I going? For a while I thought I was going to Sedona with a friend but my heart tells me no. Planning even a minute from now is too far into the future. I'm "planning" to teach Reiki over Columbus Day weekend and who knows?! October 9th and 10th might as well be a thousand years from now. What is clear is that the universe is DEMANDING we BE HERE NOW! Live in the moment ...or else.
I went for an early walk the morning of the equinox. The full moon still glistened over the calm ocean. As the sun came up over the mountains behind me, it outlined each puffy cloud in pink. A boat heading south oddly stopped for several moments in line with the moon and myself. At that same instant, a huge flock of seagulls flew directly over my head. It was so powerful. I thought, things must be lining up for me.
It seems the universe is playing 52 pick-up with us, but its arranging the cards before they land, lining everything up for us down to the last detail. Since it is arranging the cards before they land, we can't see what arrangements the universe is concocting for us. Shuffle, reshuffle, and shuffle again. Once the cards land, we turn them over one at a time. Each card contains a clue that leads us to our hidden treasure.
So when you take your weathered and weary body to bed tonight and before you pull the covers over your head, remember the universe is conspiring for you. It is taking care of all the arrangements you need to create the life of your dreams. Sweet dreams.
I don't know about you, but this fall equinox/harvest full moon kicked my butt. One minute I have a sore gum and then it's gone, or rather the pain shifted to my jaw and sinuses. My neck feels like I have a cervical collar around it and I have to move my entire body to look left or right. My mid back needs some serious TLC and then there's the emotional stuff. Oh joy. Fear reared its head again over the last couple of days. How will I survive this insane ride? Then I am overwhelmed by the feeling of just wanting to go home only I don't know where home is. If home is where the heart is, I'd better fine mine soon!
In twelve short days, the house I am renting, which is for sale, was viewed, offer made and accepted, and then the buyer changed her mind. Am I staying or going? Where am I going? For a while I thought I was going to Sedona with a friend but my heart tells me no. Planning even a minute from now is too far into the future. I'm "planning" to teach Reiki over Columbus Day weekend and who knows?! October 9th and 10th might as well be a thousand years from now. What is clear is that the universe is DEMANDING we BE HERE NOW! Live in the moment ...or else.
I went for an early walk the morning of the equinox. The full moon still glistened over the calm ocean. As the sun came up over the mountains behind me, it outlined each puffy cloud in pink. A boat heading south oddly stopped for several moments in line with the moon and myself. At that same instant, a huge flock of seagulls flew directly over my head. It was so powerful. I thought, things must be lining up for me.
It seems the universe is playing 52 pick-up with us, but its arranging the cards before they land, lining everything up for us down to the last detail. Since it is arranging the cards before they land, we can't see what arrangements the universe is concocting for us. Shuffle, reshuffle, and shuffle again. Once the cards land, we turn them over one at a time. Each card contains a clue that leads us to our hidden treasure.
So when you take your weathered and weary body to bed tonight and before you pull the covers over your head, remember the universe is conspiring for you. It is taking care of all the arrangements you need to create the life of your dreams. Sweet dreams.
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