It is finally fall, a welcome relief after the scorching heat and burning fires, the floods and other disasters that much of the country has experienced over the summer. It is an interesting time and we struggle to make sense of everything, perhaps understanding on some level that Mother Earth needs to cleanse herself and prepare for rebirth and renewal, and at the same time struggling with the physical experience and the aftermath of change.
2012 and the years preceding have all been about releasing old emotions, old beliefs and that which no longer serves us. It’s about awakening to the new self (which is really the old self that we have forgotten), remembering that we truly are an experience of God.
It is time for us to let go of the old and step into the new. Dr. Joe Dispenza says it best: “You can’t go to the future carrying the emotions of the past.” I know it’s not easy. Some days I feel as if I’m totally in the flow, connected to the new energies, at one with Spirit. And then the next, it feels as though the bottom has dropped out and I am left floundering like a fish out of water, unable to swim forward and also unable to go back to the old place that though it may not be perfect, at least it was familiar. I recognize that it is all part of a grand cycle, for something new to emerge, something old needs to drop away.
Now is the time for us to face our issues and release them once and for all. And believe me, if we resist, if we remain attached to our old emotions, hanging on with tightened fists, they will continue to rise up and show themselves, in our face, in a way we can no longer ignore, until finally we are ready. The energies flooding planet earth, the solar flares, the celestial eclipses and more, are all working with us to allow such a shift to happen. Our job right now is to allow that shift to occur, to recognize our old patterns and let them go once and for all, and to step into our true being. And to trust, that all is in perfect order and we are divinely guided and supported.
This is an exciting time for our planet and believe it or not, we all agreed to be here. In fact, we stood in line with our hands raised hi. “Pick me, pick me!” we called. It is us who gets to create the New World. What does it look like to you? Can you imagine a kinder, gentler world? One without war, hunger, struggle for power? I invite you to step back and dream. What does peace would look like to you? We get to choose. We are the ones we have been waiting for. Choose wisely.
I awake to sunshine, surprised that my body, somehow knowing that I had no agenda this morning, no time clock to punch, had decided to sleep past its normal 4:00 a.m. rise time. As I prepare for my morning run…
You have been here before, a part of the circle of life on this planet earth for eons and eons. You are the players, the game changers, the creators. You have seen and experienced much, yet you still return, for there is nowhere else in the Universe such as this. Some may call it a game, and that it true. Others call it Earth School – also true. It is but one of many opportunities for a soul to grow and evolve. There are rules to this game, instructions for this school, in this particular time-space continuum, that are different from those of others. Just as earth games such as Monopoly or Trivia Pursuit have their own set of rules such is true for the Game of Life on Earth. You came here for the excitement, the thrill, the adventure and the pure joy of physicality.
I have often said that my grandchildren are my greatest teachers. That was never so true as last fall when I realized my grandson Drew was showing me how the world works once again. “Nana,” Drew says in his phone…
Have you ever noticed how much stuff we have? Gadgets for this and tools for that, clothes we don’t even wear, the latest toys that sit unplayed with, and big houses filled with more stuff. We are jealous of other…
You will survive.... My message to anyone who has lost a loved one, especially a child. I have to admit, when someone told me that same thing after my daughter Kristi died, I didn't believe them. I did not want to live any longer on this Earth without my daughter. I wanted to leave. I didn't care about life, I wanted to be with my daughter. The thought of living another 30+ years was excruciatingly painful. Yet here I am, 12 years later and yes, I have survived. Was it a long hard road? Yes. But somewhere along the way, about a year ago, I decided I wanted to live. I remember the moment, the thought came to me loud and clear "I want to live!"
Each morning, as I stand in the shower, I repeat this mantra:
I choose that my thoughts, my words and my deeds reflect only my higher self and not my ego.
I remember who I am, a Divine Spark of God.
I walk in my essence of God.
These words set my intention for the day, creating an energy that helps me to balance the ups and downs and the challenges that life throws at me, keeping me on a steady course. And when I am mindful, and can maintain that energy, wow, what a difference it makes in my day and my life.
With this issue, we want to honor our daughter Kristi who died twelve years ago in an auto accident. She was the catalyst that started us on this soul journey and brought so much light into our lives. As we look back on the past twelve years, we marvel at where we were and at where we have come to be. The journey is not yet finished, but there is more joy in our hearts and we are confidently moving forward, knowing that Kristi is guiding us and smiling down on us always.
From the very beginning we have honored Kristi’s passing by hosting the Kristi Visocky Memorial Golf Tournament, the largest golf tournament in Northern Colorado, and Kristi’s Big Night Out event. (The absolute best party of the summer!) Since its inception in 2003, with the help and support of an amazing community, the Foundation has awarded $200,000 in scholarships to 90 area young women, $100,000 to build a house for Habitat for Humanity and over $100,000 in support to area organizations.
Recently I was stopped by a train in Longmont, CO. As I was sitting there waiting to proceed, I noticed a building on the right, an old factory-type place with a sign that said Cheese Importers. Having an hour to…
I was having one of those days. You know, the kind of day where you do something really stupid and then beat yourself up over it for several days after. Well here I was, well into day two of flogging myself – you know how it works, you start dredging up past wrongs, one after another, months and then years’ worth, and heap those on top of the current wrong you did. Pretty soon you’ve got a pile of boulders on your back and you’re walking around all hunched over and angry. Mad at yourself for being so stupid, seeing yourself as a total screw up, over and over and over.
So there I was lying awake at 4:00 a.m. wallowing in my self-pity about what a poor excuse for a person I was. What was interesting was that the stupid thing I did wasn’t even that big, it was just something I wished I could take back. I was half-awake/half asleep when I heard the voice.
I recently got a new computer, it has the new operating system Windows 8. A big change from my old system; completely different, totally unfamiliar and driving me crazy. It’s not intuitive to me and to say that I struggle…
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