It’s About Love

I want you to put your hand over your heart area. I want you to close your eyes and take several deep breaths. Become aware of your rhythm. Your heart is not the place of love. It’s the place of life. It pumps blood to your body. Now I want you to think of how you feel when you are with loved ones, when you are touched and caressed, when you are held in gratitude. That feeling comes from your mind…from the deepest part of consciousness. It is the essence of soul.

We get to decide who and what we love because we are love. I’ve never understood why the heart was associated with love because I feel it all over. I feel it in my head and in my toes. I feel it when I hear stories or hold a friend in need. I feel it in hugs and words and silence.

Everything in my life is about reaching the highest vibration of soulfulness…which is love.

Darlings, your heart gives you life. Your consciousness expands through love. You are LOVE. We are connected through it. It isn’t a hippie-fied movement. It’s the awakening to truth.

~m.a.p.

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Love is What I Do

Many years ago I dated a man, on and off for several years, who said that my biggest problem and Character flaw was that I loved too hard. In my ignorance (and lack of worth) I continued to love him harder when he didn’t respect that love. I gave all of me without keeping some of that love for myself. Apparently my “hard love” triggered him and brought up issues from childhood. So I loved harder until I was able to step away from his lack of love … for me and for himself.

I learned a lot about love through the rejection and the criticisms of how I was overwhelming. I suffocated him with all the emotions. I choked him with unconditional openness.

This is me. He wasn’t ready for that vibration or frequency that comes from just loving without expectations. He wasn’t able to accept any kind of love. He wasn’t willing to heal and that’s okay.

I love…sometimes until I don’t like the person but continue to hold sacred heart for them.

I love while separating the toxicity and disrespect. I cut ties while setting boundaries.

I love, in spite of hurt, because it is the catalyst that always heals, especially self love through forgiveness.

Love isn’t the words but the actions behind them. It isn’t the actions alone but the frequency of truth and respect. It’s isn’t just truth and respect but the authenticity of how you show up through the boundless and limitless expanse of your essence. We are love. It isn’t hard to give. It isn’t hard to receive. It just is.

So love. Without expectations or rules.

Love hard or easy; soft or loud; neatly or disorganized. Love is why we are here. It’s how we show up and continue to evolve.

And one last thing:

I love you. Yes, even if I don’t know you. I love because that’s what I do.

Embrace Your Gifts

I had some sweet gifts as a little girl from the age of four. My mother didn’t know what to do with me when speaking to our dead ancestors. She took me to a spiritualist on the island to get whatever was inside of me out. When that didn’t work she took me to a psychologist. She demanded I stop the nonsense.

So I did. I stopped it for decades. It caused anxiety. It gave me migraines. I was so stumped that my energy was toxic…to myself.

Finally when I moved to these mountains of Western North Carolina, leaving an old life behind, the “gifts”began to unfold. I was in my early 40’s.

I ran to a therapist and asked her to test me to see if I was schizophrenic. I knew I must be. My mother, who had long passed, kept those insecurities alive. I was blessed to have a therapist who allowed me to embrace the “openings and expansions.”

I wasn’t crazy. Okay…maybe a little loonie but not in a harmful way. I am eccentric. 😝

See, my darlings, you aren’t bat-shit crazy when you clearly feel and see and sense other realms. You are gifted. Stop being afraid of what others think. I struggled with that all my life.

I love you. Embrace your individuality with your spiritual body. This is your superpower. Use it to help light the world. You’ve got this!

Marriage is Loving Work

I adore my husband.

He loves me.

Not in the way he says it. In the way he cares for our children. In the way he does things when he doesn’t know I’m watching. In the way he makes breakfast when he’s exhausted on a Saturday morning. Or the way he tells me to leave them with him so I can go run errands. In that he runs me a warm bath (and feeds the kids) because I’m in severe pain after work. In the way he tucks me in after he’s tucked our little girl. In the way he gets my favorite foods and drinks. He loves me in spite of my idiosyncrasies or woo-woo-ness. He loves me when I’m heavy or shed the weight. Whether I have red or purple hair. Even if I am a hot mess. He loves me because he found that my love for him will move mountains. He has felt my admiration and profound affection. He has seen what love looks like and it came dressed as a short-middle-aged Puerto Rican woman who doesn’t always speak perfect English (and she’s not Scarlet Johansson)!

Marriage isn’t perfect. We work at it. Some days more than others. Some months with anger, exhaustion, and annoyance. We forgive. We work at it when we are levelheaded, or when we allow space for other shit to surface. It’s not easy. It’s having a long term roommate. It is a constant work in progress. We continue to work through our baggages from past relationships. In all our years we’ve had maybe a handful of arguments. We are sarcastic and humorous. We both have sick killer wits. We are silly and loving. We compliment each other because huge opposites do attract. We can share deep conversations about the world and still not feel attacked with our differences. He’s a warrior and I’m a love-pacifist. But we both have similar beliefs.

He has become a father to children who aren’t ours. He has shown up to be the most attentive dad to them. He never (for one moment) has regretted it or wished it was different. And if there are more to take in I know he’s the first to grab a bag and go get them. There is a partnership with all of us in our home. It starts with commitment and working through so much of our human crap at times. Our egos sometimes take leadership but we are blessed to call each other on it even if we get butt hurt for a moment.

I never ever thought I would ever marry again or be in a committed relationship. It was not in my life goals or desires. I just wanted someone to be around and do things with, head to a movie, hike, and have fun. I got a lot more than that. He trusts my intuition and when I speak of our future together he rarely disputes on how the messages show up or how I am manifesting our next project.

And if I, or the kids, were in any kind of trouble, or someone messes with us, I feel sorry for that person. He’s not only our bodyguard… he’s a true galactic warrior at heart. He would do anything for us. I never had that before. I was never shown what true commitment looked like. I had nothing to model. My eldest son always says he is a man of chivalry and admires him for it.

So if you have this please do whatever it takes to keep it. Make sure you let the bad days come and go. Allow for them. They make for excellent lessons. Put down your insecurities (which is hard at times). Fight for what you love, who you love and what is yours. Love isn’t wrapped in perfection. It comes in the most fascinating and strangest of ways. This man saw something in me that I never saw in myself. And he continues to show me the many aspects of my personality through his perspective. I get to witness his own soul growing and expanding into a magical loving knight.

Walking in Someone Else’s Shoes

I’m always surprised (and shocked) at how easily folks on social media react to certain posts/opinions/memes/comments. People aren’t afraid to show their asses via this forum. This gives them the freedom to be reactive to the smallest things. They use emojis or say the harshest things that, I truly don’t believe, in person they would be saying face to face.

Listen, darlings, when you read something that doesn’t resonate and align with you there is still ways to keep on scrolling. A nasty reaction and comment can create energetic havoc. I don’t entertain it in any of my pages. I will delete the comments. I will put a stop to the inappropriate battling over stupid nonsense. It’s truly unnecessary. We can agree to disagree without clawing our emotional bull shit over a post.

I don’t post political or religious things. I stay away from anything that can cause arguments. So when someone reacts over a post that is uplifting I shake my head in disbelief. Then I stop and take a deep breath. I recognize that the trigger goes way deeper than what is being conveyed.

Take time to recognize our diversities. I don’t agree with everyone so I keep scrolling. I sometimes wonder about that person’s walk…the shoes they wear (who ties their shoelaces) and their background. We get to the place of compassion through loving awareness. We don’t have to like our choices but we sure can find a middle ground.

The empath can accept, detect and reject without making a spectacle!

This is how we start to shift the collective consciousness of our world. Instead of reacting to the ridiculous small things we can start to focus on the larger ones. The world needs our frequencies to be higher and arguing over petty crap is truly ridiculous.

Don’t sweat the small stuff. Have a blessed day.

Note on photo: I took this picture a while back while at the beach. The shoes were far from the crowds. Love the way the just sat there in the wilderness.

Changes

Change is coming.

As I sit on my back deck I catch the first sign of the autumn leaves turning. I’m not ready for summer to be over. I am not ready for fall just yet. There has been a freeing and release this summer. There has been a spiritual expansion that has allowed me to truly work on some beautiful projects. Huge shifts have happened and continue to evolve. Seeing these leaves turning somehow matches part of my emotional journey.

I saw a black bear in our yard a few mornings ago as I was headed out to work. Just seeing it made me giddy. I received the synchronicity and serendipitous message of his presence…the power of this animal totem.

I am aware of the signs and messages pushing me to truly stay grounded.

I am turning. I am also transforming from one season into another. As much as I want to hang on to the greenery and warmth of summer I recognize the desire to move inward. It’s in upcoming months that I move internally to create.

The last few months have brought a huge awareness of what and who I allow in my life. It’s not just the physical weight I’ve shed these last few months but lots of emotional baggage as well. I have rid myself of major toxic energy. I have learned to protect myself from things that would bring others down. It’s been a wonderful season of bearing down and letting go. It’s been a season of exposure from darkness into light.

The sun has been lovely and the growth has been magical. I have seen mysticism all around me, from children to elderly folks and lots of amazing animals in these mountains (giving messages from other realms).

There is still time to settle into the long nights of summer. There is tremendous gratitude for my life and those I love beyond words. Seasons may come and go but my inner circle of friends and family continue to warm my heart all year long.

Slow down and watch the world around you. There is a magnificent shift in our timelines happening right now. All we have to do is pay attention for the changes…the small and the large ones.

I see you.

I honor you.

I love you.

Life is a Journey

I’m reminded, often, that when things start to run smoothly there may be a fork on the road (or a sink hole in the path) and I must learn a new way to navigate. I must become mindful of how to continue traveling.

It’s life.

It consists of ups and downs. It has mountains and valleys. It has really beautiful terrains and some very challenging ones. It has amazing weather and catastrophic storms. I have learned to trust in what I can’t see…but wholeheartedly feel.

I am led by magic.

And I pray a lot. I meditate daily. I also freaking negotiate with my higher guidance, counsel with God, and hold deep meetings with angels because I am, after all, the CEO of my life. I need all the help I can get. I am not alone on this spiritual walk in this human vehicle.

This doesn’t exempt me from worrying. It doesn’t separate my ego from the equation. I have lessons to learn along the journey. Some are brutal. Some are mystical. Some are intimately sacred. Some are full of more questions than answers.

Today may be okay. Tomorrow may be amazing. The next day may just be the worst of all days. But it all evens out if I am willing to view (and accept) this life as an adventure of extraordinary gifts.

Don’t let a bad season determine your worth. I have to remind myself of this too. Trust in your knowing. Stop the naysayers from influencing your emotions. Detox your life from everything and everyone who doesn’t lift you. You know you, and your life, better than anyone else.

You have so many delicious days ahead. You get to design the life you want by the choices you make. You get to show up on this journey and decide which path you take. Take the one with least resistance. Believe me!

I love you.