December 21, 2018
I am happy when I give.
This is the perfect season to do just that, I am holding doors for the person behind me, putting away shopping carts in the grocery store parking lots, smiling at the parking lot attendees with wishes of Merry Christmas. Hey this is fun.
I gave coffee cards to my handyman crew. I took my Mom and her friend from the Nursing home to lunch(her favourite restaurant). I give the gift of flashing cards and dmp readings to myself. I can feel myself smile as I flash those cards and the good feelings that wash over me…priceless. This season, simple happiness from me to you.
Todays happiness adventure is helping my daughter finish her shopping, fun yeah!
December 3, 2018
Have y’all ever felt like you are just living out your days in a season of psycho-pants level frustration? Some days I’m two autocorrects away from needing a new phone because my “toddler” smashed mine. And by toddler, I mean the emotional, full-grown woman-baby who takes over my body when I am crumbling under a molehill I’ve turned into a mountain. Old blue print raises her ugly head.
I spent my first 60 years tirelessly scaling the alps of life. Mountains and mountains of doubt, fear, comparison, shame, guilt, expectations, laundry, dishes, to-do lists, anger and frustrations. I don’t know about you, but overwhelm and stress send me straight off the cliff. This is usually when I find myself mentally, physically, spiritually and emotionally unstable and incapable.
If you’ve found yourself feeling flustered, flattened and just down-and-out, I promise you’re not alone. We can get so focused on all the things that need to be done that we can’t see we are coming undone. We can’t see, hear or remember a lot of things. Like the conflict we are about to step right into, the whisper of God’s voice trying to provide guidance, and where on earth we put those car keys dangling in our hand.
I am living with my 90 year old mom, flashbacks from my childhood and wrestling my own demons, I am reminded of the laws of substitution and growth. Thank you Master key Principles for planting seeds of self-control. Thank you mental diet. I got this. I am ok. I can handle it all.
December 3, 2018
Thanks to Lori and Lucinda, for giving a new path to that key. I m surrounded by oodles of cards, I am scribbling, giggling and writing crazy stuff and I notice I am smiling. Is this suppose to happen? I am feeling the clarity of after a sit settle in, strange. More crazy stuff pours out of me, fly a helicopter, create my own new jive, wow I am all over the place. A new tradition of shakes and lights, drive around and look at Christmas lights sipping shakes. Ok, I will write that one down.
The end result, I am a dynamic explorer. Yes that is me something insides me shifts!
November 27, 2018
Caretaking is like a box of chocolates, you never know who you will be talking to each morning. It is sometimes funny and sometimes heartbreaking. Alziemers is a complex disease, and it is teaching me compassion.
As a child the mother I m taking care of was a violent person. The damage both physical and mental changed how I saw the world.
I realized my similarities to her, and I hated it. So I struggle to be a caregiver to someone I don’t want to be anything like, I am in my own prison. The confinement hinders my happiness. The pressure brings anxiety. No matter what I do, I couldn’t seem to break free from those hurts.
Then the light bulb went on, just love her and I will be my own person. I choose every day to be whole, perfect, strong, powerful harmonious and happy, like the great I am, who created all. I was made in his image. The spiritual I is intertwined with my spirit, whose greatest weapon is love.
I choose love, not violence.
I am a dynamic explorer
November 20, 2018
Today I sit and look at a small flat stone in my hand that says “Be still and know” Psalm 46:10, and I wonder about the connections that Master Key Experience and the words of the carpenter from Galilee, lead me to new levels of wonder, awe, and eventual understanding.
Maybe it is strange, as I stand under the stars walking with my dog and I wonder if thousands of years ago others look at this same vast sky and wondered how did this glorious vision happen into existence.
This week I am visualizing the deconstruct of a battleship. In my day to day life and am looking at snowflakes, skies, stars and wondering how they knew what shape they would be. So intricate and complex, and each so different. I look at the pillows on my couch and wonder who made them, how long did it take?
Thoughts, are bubbling and percolating around my head, Is this vibration of thought?
I am unfolding to another level.
Click the light is on, or crack more cement coming off.