I went back to school to become a physical therapist when my youngest child graduated from high school. I even went to school with some of his classmates that I had been a room mother for. It was great. We became equals at that time.
I used to hear my professors teach abstract concepts as though they were absolute truths. In many cases they were. Yet tucked away between those teachings I heard more. There was a lot more. It seemed the more I learned the more I realized there was so much more to learn. I asked my classmates if they heard it too. They didn’t at the time but I am sure they realize it now. We had only learned the basics.
We were stuffed to the gills with information. How bones articulated. Where muscles were located. How interconnected breathing is to our circulatory system. The list goes on and on.
We were required to learn chemistry where we learned we are made up of atoms and so is everything else. We learned that atoms are made up of protons, neutrons and electrons with space between them. They vibrate and give off energy. I sensed there was more to this story.
Everything around us vibrates with energy. Our bodies vibrate with energy. When we allow ourselves to tune in that energy we raise our own vibrations and wonderful realizations can be conceptualized. What seems to be absolute truths become the beginning of the story. But there is so much more.
Sometimes we merely have to quiet our minds to let the truth of our situation to be revealed. It takes practice not to listen to the negative things people say and hear that truth. It is not a matter of getting it right the first time. We learn what we can conceptualize and come back to a situation and understand so much more the second, third or fourth time around. Seemingly unrelated topics suddenly become closely interconnected.
There is always more.
Many blessings are coming to you.
Last Friday night my daughter took me to a book signing in Naperville, IL to meet John Connolly. I loved every minute of it.
He was unpretentious and enthusiastic about his work. It was easy to see that he can’t help himself, he has to write. Although we are both fans of his Charlie Parker novels, this book is about the comedians Laurel and Hardy. He brought the two men to life for us telling interesting anecdotes about them, that they were friends with Charlie Chaplain, and how Laurel continued to write comedy sketches for Oliver Hardy and himself long after Hardy’s death.
John said he had books all over his living room about these men and discovered he had a book about them that had to be written. I am so glad he did!
I must admit that I was star struck by John. I am so happy my daughter and I got to share this experience together. We found Naperville to be a really nice community that made us feel safe as though we were in a small town. The only scary thing was passing by another car. The streets are really narrow in the downtown area.
There was a feisty older woman who immediately let everyone know she was a veterinarian. She was really rather rude and just went to the front of the line and began laying out a large collection of John’s books. The lady in charge of the gathering tried to explain that she could have the book she had purchased at the store that evening and she should rotate back through the line after the rest of us were able to meet John Connolly too. She just shook her head and said, “That’s what is getting paid to do.” I just shook my head in disbelief. Such arrogance! She brought a giant elderly Great Dane as her service dog. No one bothered her about the gentle giant. He was well mannered. You can see the Dane beside his mama and his dad wearing an orange Harley motorcycle jacket.
To everyone, I send blessings. To those who feel hopeless, those who are facing situations that frighten you, to those who are ill, as well as those who are happy and safe. Endless love and blessings are flowing to you. Reach out and grab them with both hands.
Tonight is the full moon. I read about people charging their crystals in the light of the full moon. To help me facilitate this tradition I have placed my crystals in a very old wooden box a bit bigger than a tackle box for fishing.
This month I am going to take them outside to allow the moon shine her silvery light upon them. Raising their energy levels to that which they were before I used some during meditation. I like to hold a sphere in each hand. My favorites together is rose quartz in my left hand and green fluorite in my right. They shoot the most amazing energy through me while I meditate.
Sometimes the mood strikes me to bump the spheres together more or less gently because I don’t want to break them but hard enough to excite the atoms and molecules inside the crystals and ramp up their vibrations. Holding these vibrating spheres increases my vibrations too. As I hold them, my vibrations tend to synchronize themselves with the vibrating spheres.
I align my chakras by holding the vibrating spheres against the associated chakra area on my body. They will be vibrated into synchronicity, whatever blockages I may have there will dissipate, my chi flows better. It makes me feel better inside. It gives me energy.
I am planning to go outside under the full moon and charge myself as well. I draw the moon’s energy into myself while holding my arms skyward while I draw down the moon. I love feeling the energy infuse into my body!
I hope you have the opportunity to go outside and see the moon tonight. It is gorgeous!
Endless blessings to all of you! Please join me on my blog. I look forward to hearing from you!
Winter has been long and hard this year. But we are finally getting some warmer weather and the Star Magnolia is putting forth the prettiest blossoms. They aren’t as numerous as previous years but magnificent just the same.
I just walked out to look at them close up and found little tiny bees enjoying them. I was impressed that they let me get really close without buzzing me. My admiration for them is immense but my relationship with them is tenuous at best. I am allergic to their stings. So they normally don’t tolerate me being in the vicinity without chasing me off.
I had a bumblebee chase me around the beach years ago. I had to run into the water to get him to leave me alone. People were watching the spectacle unfold before them in disbelief. I don’t have a clue what provoked it.
The time I went to my first college football game at Purdue, I spotted hornets buzzing around garbage cans filled with empty cups that had contained pop. They were so happy to have them. I walked in a wide circle away from them and not looking toward them at all when I felt one latch onto the side of my left hand as we made our way to the stands. I lifted my hand to see who landed there and it provoked it to sting me.
We got to our seats, then proceeded to the first aid station. They gave me two Benedryl and I watched the game in a stupor from the drug while hornets buzzed all around me. The people sitting around me watched in disbelief because they bothered no one else. I had a constant cloud of them. None of them stung me even though I swatted them away from my face and brushed them off my arms when they landed on them.
It was a truly bizarre experience.
But the little bees today only had eyes for Magnolia blossoms. I am so glad!
Bees are so important in the whole scheme of life. They pollinate one in every three bites of food we consume. And they are in trouble due to chemicals we spread around on our lawns and spray on our flowers. We have to help them out by planting flowers to feed bees and butterflies in our gardens and flowerpots.
When you look around you and all you see is a hundred reasons to cry, search deeper. Thousands of reasons to rejoice are waiting for you to discover them. Happy hunting and be blessed!
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Today I am caught up with memories of my childhood when mom would make fresh lemonade for Patty, my cousin, and I to sell at our lemonade stand.
She would get out her glass squeezer and grind the lemon halves against the ridges of glass breaking all the tiny sections that contain the juice. She was very careful not to waste any of the lemon so she would work on it until there was no pulp left. Then water was added and last of all, sugar. Then we tasted sips until we had the right amount of sugar.
That is very subjective. I without fail thought it needed more sugar and she didn’t always add it because I had a habit of wanting a lot of sugar, then refusing to drink it because it was too sweet. Back in my early days I was picky about having sweets and frequently refused to eat very much sugar. I now wish I would have stuck by those principles!
Today the weather is in the sixties and I have spring fever. The lemons in my refrigerator were calling me so tonight for dinner we are having fresh squeezed lemonade using my grandma’s squeezer. Dad still has mama’s but someday I will use her’s and we will make lemonade together again!
Many blessings to all of you! Please follow my blog and we will share more time together. Thank you!
Sometimes the hardest thing to do when working on art is to know when to quit. This started out as a pretty decent pour painting but I just could not deal with an area I deemed had too much white. And so began experimenting with techniques and color in the offending area.
No matter what I did things were getting muddy in appearance. So off to my former craft room I went in search for a heat gun I had purchased years ago and never used. I didn’t even break open the blister pack. I didn’t find the heat gun on that attempt because I became distracted by glass marbles I had left over from another project.
They really added the right coverage and added a whole new dimension to the piece that I really liked. It just needed something extra to create movement for the eye. And so a former scrunchy bit the dust as I harvested parts of it to complete the project.
Hope it brings you joy!
Reach down inside yourself and notice the power that exists there. Focus it. Own it. Right this very moment become aware that every single second you exist is an opportunity to improve your circumstances. It doesn’t have to be an earth shattering event. It may be as simple as taking stock of where you are now and making the decision that you are not satisfied.
Only you can take the first step to change that. It requires action. No one else is responsible for your happiness. Only by making a conscious decision to not settle for what life is handing you can you rectify the situation.
No one else needs to lose their power for you to find yours. It has been yours all along!
Love and light to all of you!
Not one single person can be all good or all bad all the time. Sometimes we go to the gym and eat salads. Sometimes we stay home eat pizza in front of the tv and refuse to put pants on. Balance. Accept the duel sides and love yourself just as you are.
May all who read this experience a special blessing today!
Please follow me as we hurl through our lives today!