Archive for Gratitude
In my psychic development class, I was told to get 22 distinctly different rocks for divining. While discussing this with my teacher, Spirit & my angels kept telling me that I need to go to my dad for marbles, instead of using rocks. They kept showing me a jar of marbles in my mind's eye, which looked like a pickle jar, with a red lid.
So I called my dad and asked if he had 22 distinctly different marbles that I could have. I told him that my angels told me to come to him. He said yes. While I was on the phone with him, his wife said, "Now how did she know we had 22 marbles?!". I said, "I didn't! I'm just following what my angels told me to do!". Love my angels. They never steer me wrong! (more…)
"I was emotionally messed up and, truth is, I hated myself...."I was nominated by a few people on Facebook to share some pictures of me that make me feel beautiful. I'm posting them here, because I want to also share why they make me feel beautiful, in hopes of inspiring others: 1. I was very, very sick... and also very wounded inside. I was emotionally messed up and, truth is, I hated myself. I had so many (more…)
A. I think about how I FEEL when I see these images. That feeling is something I am vibrating out to the Universe. What I vibrate at impacts my life and every life I touch. Which raises a couple of questions:
- Why would I want to hold that vibration (and therefore attract similar vibrations back toward me)?
- Why would I want to add that vibration to the Universe, therefore impacting every life in it?
B. Once we see the image, it's in our mind and heart. Our experiences, thoughts, and environmental input are not just in the head, they are also experienced in the body. Every image you see; every book you read; every movie you watch, every experience you have, every trauma you experience - they are all stored in this mind-body system. This includes the energy bodies, and it includes That which is connected to All That Is. So, one must ask ones Self, "Why would I want to proliferate this image (and associated feelings) into my own body? Or that of others? Or out into the All That Is?"
C. The All That Is holds the Cosmic Web of Consciousness; every thought that exists and has ever existed. Not just your thoughts and experiences, but that of every other person who is currently living or has ever lived. The more negativity we proliferate into the Cosmic Web of Consciousness, the more negativity we build up in our current societies and all generations of the future. What’s more, this negativity must eventually have an outlet. The same as people are driven to random acts of kindness, susceptible ones are also driven to random acts of violence (such as the 2012 Auorora 'Batman shooting' or the terrorist acts of the twin towers). They are all acts, driven by what is stored in the All That Is. Better to proliferate love, is it not?
D. Most people’s initial reaction to something like this, is to wish the same harm upon the perpetrator, thereby proliferating even a bigger storm of negativity and impure thoughts back out into the All That Is. As we can see in paragraph C, this has monumental impacts upon the entire world now and in the future. Hate breeds hate.
E. Once I have seen an image like this, it is very difficult to keep it from popping into my consciousness over and over again. For most folks, every time the image pops into their consciousness, it will create a holding pattern of keeping them in that lower vibration and bringing up more and more negative thoughts. Again, these thoughts and feelings get proliferated out into the All That Is and, eventually, those thoughts & feelings must have an outlet. Why would we do this to our Brothers and Sisters? Or to ourselves?
So, when I see a post like this on social media, instead of proliferating the negativity and opening the door to my Brothers and Sisters to have the images burned into their consciousness, I pray instead. I pray and ask God to bless the perpetrator and the victim, and I pray for the liberation of the souls of both. Then, I post something positive on my own wall; be it a post of gratitude, or a funny. I hope you will join me in this practice of holding and proliferating a positive vibration, for the Greater Good.
Blessings, Love and Light to you!
In Love and Gratitude,
*Studies have been performed, having a monk or a group of people meditate (holding a higher vibration) to see if it could reduce crime rates in the area. Preliminary statistics from one study (published in the New York Times) reported that violent crime dropped 23.6 percent in the first four weeks.
It’s just amazing to see how the divine manifests in our life. I’m in a hotel in Chennai, feeling a bit nervous as I prepare for my flight home to the United States (after having been gone to India for a year). I’ve been in this room for two days, yet it wasn’t until just this morning that I noticed my divine showing up on the shelf in the room. Do you see it? On the bottom left side of the shelf below the television?
Here it is, close up. How does one explain that?!
If you haven’t read my post about God’s Love Bug, it explains a little more about the hearts manifesting in our lives. You can read about it here. The divine manifesting in my room today is just another confirmation to me that I am not alone; that God is right there with me, supporting me, carrying me, and going before me. I love how the divine manifests in this way in the moments when I seemingly need this reminder the most. Thank you, God.
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Blessings and love to you!
Today, I’m grateful that I can find the silver lining in this cloud, even though I feel so down in the dumps right now… after three months of being away, I returned to my (shared) apartment in Karnataka only to find some my kitchen belongs (which are clearly marked with my name) either gone, dipped into, or completely used up. Depressing.
So.. as I sit here feeling grouchy and frustrated at the lack of morals in this world; with my head aching, trying to tune out the sound of the workers demolishing the building next door and the constant onslaught of vehicles honking (really, there is not even a two-second moment of silence on this street corner, except maybe between 2AM-5AM), a Force inside gently nudges me to reach deep and find something, anything(!) for which to be grateful.
"Can’t I just bask in my grouchiness?”, I asked this Force.
The response I got was that no matter how bad we think we’ve got it, there is always someone worse than us. Suddenly, a picture flashed in my mind of the deformed man on the beach in Kerala, whose body was stuck in a sort of permanent squatting position. Yet he still got up every single day, got dressed, and was out on that beach making a living. He didn’t get the choice to walk. He had to hobble, much like a gorilla, using his arms as legs. And even though he has long legs, he will never get his height measured in any taller than the height of his squat - about two and a half to three feet. Suddenly, a surge of gratitude pulsed through me and I began to feel grateful that I have legs and they work and I can stretch them out and run and walk and skip.
“Thank you”, I told the Force, “Do it again! Show me another."
Soon, another image flashed in my mind, of the man that would come to our table each day at the beach in Kerala, emaciated, wrinkled and dressed in rags. This man didn’t speak English but still, he spoke my language. He spoke with his eyes. He spoke with his heart. He never said the word, “Please”, but his eyes said everything I needed to ‘hear' (I’m literally swallowing back tears as I type this right now). And each day, I would pull ten or twenty rupees out of my pocket and place it gently in his hand. He also never spoke the word, “Thank you”, but every day after I gave him the money, he would squeeze it gently, still looking me in the eyes with gratitude, tap his hand to his heart, then to his forehead, and smile. Although half his teeth were missing, it’s one of the most beautiful smiles I’ve ever seen. This one scene alone provided so much to be grateful for, I could spend a whole day writing about it.
Through these gifts I’ve been shown, I was able to step back into the Present Moment and find the silver lining in this cloud. Today, I am grateful for the morals and values and standards that my parents instilled in me. I’m so grateful for the parents I was blessed with in this lifetime. I’m grateful that, through my upbringing and God’s Grace, I have the gift of being sensitive to the needs of others. I’m grateful that, although I’m sleeping with a bandana over my face so as not to inhale the vehicle fumes and demolition dust (without the windows open it would likely be unbearably hot in my apartment), I do have a roof over my head and food on the table - and not just any food - but good, wholesome vegetables and fruits. I’m grateful that I am well enough now to cook that food, for I can remember a time when I was so sick that I didn’t have the strength and energy to cook a meal, let alone eat it. And I am incredibly grateful for the man in my life who, despite my grouchiness, has graciously shown me more patience than I may deserve at times. He is one of the strongest men I know, mentally and emotionally. I don’t think God could’ve picked a better man for me. Truly.
If you’re ever stuck where you can’t think of anything to be grateful for, you could always close your eyes, take a few steady, deep breaths; ask your divine to connect with you or come into your heart and, once you feel a sense of peace or stillness come over you, ask your divine to show you what you have to be grateful for in this moment.
So? What about you? What are you grateful for today?
Love and Blessings to you!