This story is one of profound determination and support that is meant for everyone, especially for those who have been inflicted with a serious handicap or disease, one capable of rendering someone an invalid—an invalid not only of body but of mind, even the soul itself, such as when your sense o
We know what we want. We know what it feels like to be on track. More importantly, we know what it feels like to be off track. So much of our energy is focused on how to bargain with what might not be in our best interests. We want to do this. We want to feel that. We think we should be this.
As we move into the next phase of the Mayan calendar on March 9, 2011, we enter a new realm of consciousness. This will bring shifts in every area of human life, and human beings will see mental, spiritual, political, social, economic, and geological changes.
It's always an amazing increase in awareness when the right questions are asked, and then when the doorways those questions lead us through are passionately entered with all we have. Within a totally inclusive worldview, how can a question be deemed "right"?
Perception is a funny thing. Sometimes it makes us so clear. We can see the tiniest gesture. We can hear the slightest crack in the voice. We can see the smallest shift in body posture. We can see the meaning behind the words and the words behind the words.
A human life is a series of experiences. When we have little awareness of our predicament, experiences feed our attachments and condition our desire for more experiences. Our perspectives change when we begin to sense, even momentarily, the unity of all things and our identity with the Self.
Here we are again. This is the starting place for all new possibilities to begin again. This time we are going to do it differently. This time we are going to get on that exercise program. This time we will forgo that extra meal or that extra scoop of ice cream.
These are the true confessions of a reformed white knuckler. I've had to pry my clammy little fingers off of the control I'm trying to maintain over issues that I just basically can do nothing about in the present moment. I have to come clean and take responsibility for them.
The single greatest act of self-love I have ever performed was to draw a line in the sand and say, "Despite my fears, from this point forward, I'm going to honor my self and my gifts." To begin writing again and to express my divinity was an act of self-love.
You are an eternally valid being, creating not just multiple versions of you, but expanding and recreating civilizations by time-jumping forward, backward, sideways, and so on. This has become very real to me lately.