Archive for Gratitude

This is not the End. It’s never the end.

Today my Auntie Sherril was laid to rest. She transitioned this week. I say transitioned, because I do not believe we ever die, but rather the energy of our Spirit simply transitions to another dimension (or location).

I spent three hours just sitting with my aunt yesterday at the funeral home. I feel so blessed to have had this time with her. We cried together and laughed together. I saw her Spirit exit her body. She was hovering to the left of me, laughing. She was laughing because I was crying.. and in that split-second, I got it. Then I could only laugh through my tears. It was then that I rejoiced. I rejoiced in her transition and release from this Earthly body and all the wordly chains that often come bound to these vehicles. She is free! Her laughter always was infectious.

My aunt has taught me so much throughout this process; both while she embodied her Spirit and also after it was released from her physical shell. She taught me » Read more..

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A Tribute to My Auntie Sherril

AuntSherril2Last night, for the first time, I sat with a loved one while she peacefully took her last breath.  I had so many revelations through these moments.

The world has become a lot dimmer and the Heavens became a lot brighter last night as my beautiful aunt Sherril transitioned to be with our Creator.

Aunt Sherril, I will miss your smiling face, your warm hugs, and your infectious laughter and sense of humor. You were a wonderful mother, a beloved auntie, a devoted daughter & wife, a phenomenal grandma and, according to my mom, the best sister a gal could ever have! » Read more..

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Finding My Marbles (Miracle Monday)

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 Marbleshave. 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! » Read more..

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My Transformation 2013-2014, A Pictorial Review

“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 » Read more..

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Why I Refuse to Share…

I inevitably come across social media posts with reckless images of someone abusing an animal or child, urging me to share the content.  For the love of humanity, I refuse to share.  Below are some of my reasons why, and a glimpse into what I do instead.  Read on to discover the importance of your own vibration and in joining me in this practice.

Everything in the Universe moves and vibrates.  That includes us.  The thoughts we have (and hold) have an immediate impact on our vibration and, much like a ripple in a lake, our vibration influences our own environment; every life we touch; and the world at large*.

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So, when I am asked to share these images and horrible stories, I simply refuse, because:

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:

  1. Why would I want to hold that vibration (and therefore attract similar vibrations back toward me)?
  2. 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 Screen Shot 2014-07-04 at 4.52.16 PMmore 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,

Jodi

*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.

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Divine Manifestation – In My Room!

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? 

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Here it is, close up.  How does one explain that?!

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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!

Jodi

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India: The One Moment That Left the Biggest Impression

I’m getting butterflies in my belly as I order supplies and sort my stuff to pack before heading back to the United States of America soon!!!  I haven’t seen my family in a year.  This is the longest I’ve been away from my baby girl and I’m feeling a wave of emotions flow through me.  Living in a third-world country for the past year has really changed my entire perspective on everything.

There have been a lot of moments that have impressed upon me; moments of amazement at how folks here in India live on a daily basis.  I’ve seen houses literally made of mud with grass roofs.  I’ve seen people here washing clothes by hand and beating them on cement.  I’ve seen women here carrying loads on the top of their heads that most women in my country couldn’t carry with two hands.  Driving past fields in the early morning and watching the farmers honor their animal, giving it an early morning bath by hand.  But, aside from the many spiritual blessings I have received int his country, the moment that has left the biggest impression on me is when I was in Tirruvanamalia with my friend, Caz.

We had stopped at a shop to get some fruit and water for morning.  An elderly, emaciated woman approached us.  Most of her teeth were missing and her clothes were dull and tattered.  She motioned to ask for money.  My friend, not having any cash (or food) on her, handed this woman all she had to offer in that moment; a half-used bottle of warm water.  I was so shocked at what I saw next.  If some stranger came up to me in my home town asking for money and I handed him a half-used up bottle of warm water that I’d been carrying around and drinking from all day (and probably back-washed my lunch into), that stranger would look at me like I was from Pluto.  But this woman?  I’ve never seen anything like it.  Her face lit up like she was three years old on Christmas morning!  She graciously accepted the bottle and was visibly elated!

You see, to this woman, it wasn’t just a bottle of water.  That old, thin plastic bottle?  It was a prize in and of itself.  It was tool. She could use it to transport water or soap.  She could use it to bathe with.  She could use it to store things.  It was a prized possession, not a common house hold item.  Seeing someone so full of gratitude for a used up, warm bottle of water?  This one moment, it was just a few seconds; a flicker of a moment in time.. but it changed my life forever.  It made me realize all of the little things in every single day that I have to be grateful for in this life.  It made me think, what if I were so poor, that a used up, warm bottle of water was like gold to me?

Today, I get down on my knees and humbly bow down to my divine, filled with so much gratitude that tears trace tracks on my cheeks, and give thanks for this experience, and for the realization of all the things big and small, that I have to be grateful for every single hour of every single day that I am alive on this Earth.  Thank you, God.

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Much love and many blessings to you!

Jodi

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Cool Breezes and Bananas

Today I’m grateful for the cool breeze and sunshine as I laid out on the terrace; oh, and bananas. Yes. Bananas.

As I sat down to eat my fruit salad I realized is forgotten to put a banana in it. I went back to get a banana, thank God, because while I was In the kitchen I realized I had left the gas stove running.

Thank you, God.

What about you? What are you grateful for today?

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Searching for Gratitude

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!

Jodi

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