A New Spiritual Era

Watching some shows this weekend I’ve noticed that so much gets mentioned about economic and materialism poverty in our world. The media bombards us with such negativity.  There is a lot going on…but there has always been a lot happening. Life moves through phases whether they are natural earth causes or human-made disasters. Even though I don’t watch the news (but my beloved does), regular shows seem to add the negativity into their scripts.  I have to believe that even through these world issues and events we, as human beings, are coming out of an era of spiritual poverty.  People are searching for meaning, awakening, enlightenment and growth to fulfill the absence that money once occupied.  There is no shopping, eating out, purchasing expensive homes and cars, or traveling to fill the void inside.  Therefore, we find that spiritual quest is on a rise these days.  While some believe that “the end is near” and people need to get on the bandwagon, I believe that time is accelerating us to start moving inward rather than outward with materialism.  Grant it, we can still have and achieve material wealth. The Universe has an abundance of wealth for each of us. People are actually enriching their lives with a faithful quest for Divinity.  It’s not about the end of our existence.  It is about finally accepting ourselves as spiritual beings who are connected to each other. Compassion and humility align us to the greatness of what we deserve.

In our society we have been taught to search for meaning, purpose, and aspiration from any source but meanwhile we fill ourselves with technology, drugs, alcohol, food, etc.  At the same time we now seem to be questioning our choices more carefully in regards to addictions.  Spiritual richness comes from acceptance and allowing humanity to join together.  Strangers become friends because we see God looking through their eyes.  I remember once reading a quote from Stan Dale, the founder of the Human Awareness Institute: “If God wanted to hide, He would hide in human beings because that’s the last place we would think to look.” I know this is now changing. In my unicorn-rainbow perception I am seeing God through even those I can’t be around because of lower energy and negativity. Those are becoming my most powerful teachers. I am witnessing things in myself because of their existence. It’s beautiful.

I believe we are searching more within ourselves and others in this new era.  I believe we are looking through a child’s eyes, a stranger’s smile, or a friend’s words and finding God giving us a personal message.  I believe in synchronicity, serendipity, and faith that we are all becoming more conscious of the thin thread that ties us together.  I believe in Quantum physics, science of the mind, and the chemistry of God.  Because of this I know in my heart that we are entering spiritual richness and leaving the spiritual poverty as a lesson in our human path.  The footprints of selfishness, isolation, addiction, and destruction will be a distant memory in the near future. And, this is what opens my heart and allows me to look forward to more growth, abundance, and the capacity to heal my own past issues.  An opened heart to the world brings peace, love and unity for all.  I am so grateful for what lies ahead…I am hopeful for all we, as citizens of this world, will create in the coming years while allowing the Divine to lead the way.

This is our time to awake and seek what we want. It is this moment that creates the wealth of love, peace and awareness. You want to know the secret of living authentically? Laugh. Bring more joy into your life. Positive ions create a wave of instant energy of love and creativity. Try it out! You are made of this. Have a blessed day!!!

Surviving Life

The other day, standing at the check-out aisle a man asked me if I had survived cancer.  I turned around and with a smile asked, “No!  But do you know something that I don’t? ” He said that my tattoo (which I forget I have since it’s on my back right below the neck) reminded him of someone who had survived some kind of health issue.  I smiled back and said, “I have.  I have survived life.”  He of course, smiled widely.  The cashier at this point laughed.  I continued, “We all survive life one way or another.  As magical and tender as it can be one moment, it can go sour real quick and push you over the edge.”  The cashier mumbled, “I hear you, like working in this place all day long.”

We all wear scars, some visibly while others deep seated inside the soul.  Only we know of their existence.  When we are ready to share with another the scars seem to heal slowly.  Those scars are road maps to the past.  They can guide us with strength onto the next journey.  I was raped at 18.  The scar from the violence laid silence for years inside.  It wasn’t until I allowed the secret to come out that I began to heal.  I choose not to play the role of victim but survivor.  We all survive.  We can survive with dignity and carry those battle scars with pride, or we can play the martyr and victim creating a story for the rest of our life.  Whatever you choose defines you.  There is nothing perfect in this world.  Mind, body and spirit are united to carry us through everything we do in our timelines.

Life is not symmetrical.  It isn’t perfect.  It is full of oxymoron characters, messy contradictions, juicy imperfections, scars of pain, but mostly it is filled with the awareness that the journey is always the best part.   Relish those things you enjoy.  Find freedom through forgiveness.  Wear those scars outside like a tattoo.  I love passing my hands through someone’s scars.  It allows me to be part of their survival.  You have survived every second of your life.  Don’t allow the pain to paralyze you or dictate how you will continue on this beautiful journey.  In the end, those are the moments that will carry you through the path of joy inside.  It is then that Spirit is holding your hands.   Life is to be attended through the joy and contentment of simple moments.  It can be through a conversation at the grocery store with a stranger or while holding your best friend’s hand.  Find the balance between this moment and all that awakes in you.  Experience the awakening and let it take you wherever it needs to go with scars, tattoos and all.

“It matters not what road we take but rather what we become on the journey.” – from a fortune cookie

Lessons from Dying

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Death is a taboo.  No one wants to discuss it or face it because the fear of it is greater than the reality. I remember reading some article years ago that when asked thousands of people what their biggest fear was they said “death: mine or someone near to me.”  This type of death we have been taught to fear is an illusion and only a transition.  Now three months later I have woken to deeper lessons of dying.

Lesson 1:  The hardest part of dying is waking up.  I traveled to a beautiful place.  The light that embraced me felt like nothing here on earth.  Makes you wonder why anyone would want to return, huh?  I asked that question for a month and a half.  We return from that experience just because we must (it doesn’t help that someone is pulling your butt away from the light either).  There’s no great mystery to it.  There are moments in my days that seem to stop me for a bit and I return to that place of safety, love, and omnipotence.  In waking up there is the melting of illusion.  Life is a magical experience.  Yet, most people take it for granted, bogged down with the control, anxiety, and fear of living the lengths and widths of such a fortitude.

Lesson 2:  Your body is a great wardrobe.  Every morning I have to re-size myself to fit into this skin.  I wake with such immensity.  That was a huge issue when I returned from the “beyond.”  I didn’t fit into my body.  There was this expansion and greatness that didn’t modify to what I knew was Millie’s body.  I looked around me and saw everyone’s light so much larger than their costume.  I kept asking myself, “How do I get inside and stay in there?”  I stopped trying.  I just went with it.  Your body is the best outfit you will ever have.  Treat it with kindness and love.  Give it the consideration it deserves.   Your heart beats to keep you alive along with every organ in that outfit.  Love it!

Lesson 3:  Growth is marvelous; stagnation sucks; laughter is the teacher of all.  This doesn’t read like a lesson but I promise it is one of my favorites.  I don’t know the problem anymore to anything.  I see the potential to the story, the event, the issue, and the whatever.  I see the drama behind the words when someone is sharing with me the woes and stagnation.  And, then I witness that turning those situations around and noticing the ridiculous insanity to them creates laughter.  Growth is a conscious effort to move beyond what is not real. We all have the capacity to move past what doesn’t serve us, or causes us hurt.  Nothing is easy.  If it was then we would not learn from it at all.  Let joy be your travel agent through these stories you keep reliving.

Lesson 4: Love is the source.  It is the only source of the universe.  It is the only source of your being.  Love is all.  You want love?  Look in the mirror.  It starts with you.  Forgive others.  What they think of you is their own issues and a reflection of their own insecurities.  The beginning and end of all is you.

Lesson 5:   Live now.  Don’t wait for the children to leave home, the parents to pass on, the retirement check to start rolling in, and the won’ts and can’ts that make absolutely no sense to the present moment.  Live for today!  Make a gratitude journal.  Walk outside for five minutes.  Be alone.  Be with people.  Laugh at yourself at least one time every hour.  Look at the sky and its infinite wonders.  Look at yourself and your greatness.  Live every moment with awareness that you are on borrowed time.   You know that feeling when you go on vacation and everything is just perfectly special?  The moments are full of joy and just being away from your normal life is soothing?  Well that’s your privilege for living.  Make your life a vacation.  Even in vacations there’s work to be done, but you don’t mind it, right?  Play!  Pick a childlike moment and return to it.  Life is what you make of it.

I would be lying if I said that my life is peachy ALL the TIME. I still ride the emotional roller coaster of struggles and disappointments that then dip into man-made stories of doubt.  If everything was enlightening all the time I wouldn’t stop and learn anything.  The difference now is that I understand why those lessons appear in my path.  I also desire to grasp and incorporate everything to the wholeness of me. I am grateful for visiting with deep emotions: anger, sorrow, joy, forgiveness, compassion and love (to name a few).   I believed in magic before dying.  Now I live it every day.  You go do the same!!!

Listening with Heart

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Words often get lost when spoken. I don’t mean in translation. What I mean is that they lose their power, bravery, essence when the other person is not listening. We hear. We hear everything around us through all the other senses. Lately the universe is teaching me to listen sacredly. I’m being forced to stop hearing and really listen attentively to things that the other senses do not capture. It is like walking blindly into a thick forest with only my hearing to guide me.
What does it require to listen? When do we become completely and mentally aware of our attention to the voices of the universe? When and how do we realize the silence of the Divine? Listening requires accountability of presence. It pushes and forces us to stop the chit-chat in ourselves and be with another.
I am guilty of jumping into another person’s explanation when they aren’t speaking the things I do not want to hear. It is horrible. It is rude! This happens when I feel criticism, or rejection about to take place. I stop listening and I just hear. As John Wayne said, “You’re short on ears and long on mouth.” I become just that. But, to listen wholeheartedly requires a sense of complete abandonment from ego. In order to listen there must be no fear of projection, rejection, and subjection. Whenever a friend comes to me with a personal matter I somehow know to remove my “hearing” ears and put on my “listening” ones without any reservation. So, I know that listening is an act that is available all the time if I was to practice it even when it is about me. We all want to understand and be understood by another. In really listening, this need is met. It is a gift.
When I go to Starbucks alone, I sit with my coffee and listen to the conversations around me. I listen with all of me, like some storyteller eavesdropping for ideas. In this voyeurism I hear more than what is said. I see the gestures, body language, lack of words, excessive run-on sentences, etc. I can hear the truth, the lies, made up stories in order to impress, the sadness, excitement, and joy of life. I listen to one soul moving into the space of another in however they know how to relate. In those moments listening is all I do and it is easy because it has nothing to do with me. It is beautiful, magical, and delightful!
I am learning. I am being a diligent student. I still make mistakes. I often forget to be completely in a conversation, in the moment, and move through every syllable, word, sentence and thought. I am consciously becoming aware of my listening skills. In quietude I listen to the space in between outside noise and my inward voice. I am paying attention to the Divine through mystical signs. I am more engaging with my loved ones, whether it is a conversation that I understand or one that leaves me breathless with excitement. Listening requires the deepest of all presence. It embraces the what-is and what- is-not of you. I am listening through my heart more than ever. With each beat I take in a letter and it makes me come alive. “The word listen has the same letters as silent.” That should tell us something about its importance!
“Inner guidance is heard like soft music in the night by those who have learned to listen.” ~ Vernon Howard