“If we can just let go and trust that things will work out the way they’re supposed to, without trying to control the outcome, then we can begin to enjoy the moment more fully. The joy of the freedom it brings becomes more pleasurable than the experience itself.” ― Goldie Hawn
Today my hair is brown, dark brown. Very dark brown. It wasn’t my intention to have brown hair. I tend to think of myself as a red head. However, apparently my hair has a mind of its own, much like my higher self. (I would do a selfie and show you, but I have short arms and a close up of my face shows way too many lines and wrinkles!)
I dye my own hair. Preference by L’Oreal and I know each other well. I usually use the same shade; yet, my hair seems to look different each time. One time it is bright red, the next it is more of a brownish red, and sometimes, it even comes out almost red blonde. Sheesh! But this time, I used a slightly darker shade, expecting a more darker red. I should know by now not to expect anything, because today my hair is brown, yes, dark brown. I realize I have absolutely no control over my hair; I am a slave to its whimsy.
My relationship with my higher self seems to operate much the same way. Just when I think I know what she wants and start marching in that direction, or making plans, she makes an about face or takes a sharp right and sends me on a completely different path. Try as I might to tune in, I am often caught by surprise at the things she wants me to do. (You want me to go where? The Grand Canyon? And open some portals? What? … That’s another story.)
My higher self has her own agenda and much to my consternation, I am not always privy to what that is. Giving me little hints and messages, I try really hard to pay attention to her directions and understand the big picture she might see that I cannot. I am often at her whim. It is only later, with 20/20 hindsight, do I realize how wise she really is – and the path or experiences she chose for me were absolutely perfect.
“But what’s with the brown hair?” I ask. Our hair color, especially if we’re female, says much about our personality, about who we are. And even though I was born with brown hair, over the years I have decided I am a red head. Red hair makes me feel sassy and more outspoken. And the messages I have been getting lately from my guides and Angels is to step out from the shadows, from behind the scenes and step onto the stage as a speaker. Feels like a perfect role for a red head. But apparently my hair and my higher self are tired of sassy and want something different, what exactly, I don’t know. Maybe it has to do with being my authentic self. All I can do is trust that she knows what she is doing. After all, she has steered me in the right direction so far.
But if she has any thoughts that being my authentic self includes grey hair – she definitely has another think coming!
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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