Saturday, January 17, 2015

Day 591 - Angry at My Own Fear


I recently woke up from a dream where the world was bracing for 'the end'.  In the dream, myself and family members were trying to find a safe place as the winds that were expected/anticipated were to be like nothing the modern world had known.

I woke up feeling agitated, tense, fearful.

Now, the interesting aspect of this is that I had recently become aware of the 'Organ Clock', through members in my group.  So, I looked to see what time it was.

It took me a bit to breathe and calm myself down and then go back to sleep.  Then the next morning I got on the internet and looked up the Organ Clock. 

"In Chinese Medicine, certain hours of the day correspond to certain organs in your body.  Following the natural rhythm of your own body enhances health; going against the natural rhythm of your own body may cause your health to decline.  If you are experiencing a symptom that seems to occur the same time each day, it may be linked to a specific imbalance in a particular Organ system."

According to the chart, the time that I woke up was when the liver was at its maximum strength and reading further the one emotion connected to this was 'anger'.

Now, I have had a main character of anger my whole life and walking my process I have been made aware of how I used anger to suppress fear.

 In looking at my dream and the feeling of fear, terror, hopelessness that accompanied it, and then looking at the chart, I had a realization.  I was/am angry at my own fear.  So I found the Organ Clock a very cool point of reference to continue to open up/investigate this point.


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Saturday, January 10, 2015

Day 590 - Assisting and Supporting Another As Myself


I just got off the phone with my daughter, she talked about this situation at her work, stated her frustration.  Then she said "I woke up in the middle of night, still chewing on this, so, (mom, I listen to you more than you think I do) I spoke self-forgiveness and nothing happened."

So, it was really cool, as we actually went a little deeper into the process of using the breath to stabilize oneself, applying self-forgiveness, then self-corrective application, and then using that as a platform to change in real time.

She then asked me to do a reading on her.  So, (just an aside, I used to do readings for many years using numerology, tarot, sacred path cards and some astrology) I pulled out my cards and laid out a spread, and then told her what I was seeing and was able to practically assist and support her.

So, through this exchange I was again 'reminded' that I can, in fact, still do readings, that I can assist and support others, as myself, as my starting point has changed and thus my 'seeing' is reflected in that.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to doubt my skill of doing readings, referencing memories of how I used to do readings, leading people into an energetic experience, believing that this was my calling, my purpose, as I see/realize/understand that this is/was a skill that I developed over many years.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to limit/diminish the skill that I do have of using Numerology/Tarot/Sacred Path Cards/Astrology as a tool to assist and support practically, as I see/realize/understand that in the years that I have walked process, when I do lay out a reading, when I do a numerological chart, I still have that skill.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself, upon starting walking process, to shut down to that fact that I can 'read' people, as I used to believe I was reading their energy, as I see/realize/understand that what I am seeing is their programming/patterning, which can be very supportive to share with another.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself, to shut down that part of myself that still exists within and as me.

When and as I see myself referencing memories of how I used to do readings, what my starting point used to be, I stop and I breathe, I look at the spread before, the chart before me, thereby applying practical common sense 'seeing' to assist and support another in their programming/patterning within practical living solutions within a starting point of what is best for all.

I commit myself to continue to expand and investigate this point that I have suppressed through diminishing myself, through guilt/shame of how I 'used to be', as I see/realize/understand that I still have this skill and can use this skill in conjunction to assist and support myself and others as myself.


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Friday, January 2, 2015

Day 589 - The Secret of Breath - Stable New Moment


                                                                       Rozelle Platakis

http://creationsjourneytolife.blogspot.com/2012/05/day-31-secret-of-breath.html

"I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that only through breath moving too slow for the mind, will the truth be revealed, whether I am Life, or whether I am Mind only
 I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that what I participate in breath by breath indicates ‘who I am’, and that this will determine who I will be at death, as the final breath.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that the secret of Earth and birth is hidden in plain sight in the secret of breath. Wherein, the secret of ‘who I am’ is revealed in the small things I do, or do not do, breath by breath."
"I commit myself to remind those that stand up for Life that the small actions of supporting each other and those that rise from the ashes of their Lives, will determine who you are as Life. The small measures determine the big outcomes."
"I commit myself to show that choice exists in every breath as a choice that must be made with awareness as it accumulates into the world we all experience and live in.
 I commit myself to demonstrate that Earth is the eye of the needle, where the I as need will determine who each one is in fact – slowly, breath by breath accumulating with the inevitable certainty the answer as ‘who I am’: whether it is Life or it is mind." Bernard Poolman

What if we said to one another "Stable New Moment" instead of "Happy New Year"?  Do you think it would catch on?  Probably not and why is that?  Because it does not carry with it that energetic high?  Yet, I'm sure many have come to realize the emptiness of experiencing a feeling of euphoria as fleeting, tinged with an underlying sense of anxiety. And, as we whip ourselves up into this frenzied excited feeling at this time of the year, what are some of the consequences?

For instance:

http://news.yahoo.com/report-35-killed-42-injured-shanghai-stampede-213518076.html;_ylt=A0SO8yg.tKZUWVkAPOJXNyoA


"Thirty-five people died in a stampede during New Year's celebrations in Shanghai's historic waterfront area, city officials said Thursday — the worst disaster to hit one of China's showcase cities in recent years.
A Shanghai government statement said another 46 people were receiving hospital treatment, including 14 who were seriously injured, following the chaos about a half-hour before midnight."

So these people died because of why?  What was the point?  To celebrate, to ring in the New Year?  Which ultimately cost them the greatest gift of all which was/is their own Life.

Every moment is new, every breath is new, every day is new.  So why do we accept and allow ourselves to still support 'traditions' that we just accept instead of investigating what it means to really live each moment, each day as a new opportunity to really get to know ourselves, to really stand up and take responsibility for our own Life within a starting point of stability as the breath, that creates a pillar of support for ourselves, one another, and our world.

I have chased that elusive energetic high and I have walked/am walking a process to stand up, stable and calm as a living application of practical solutions within myself and the world.  There is absolutely no comparison!

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Sunday, December 28, 2014

Day 588 - Stability vs. Happiness

                                                                                                                                                                   
I was recently watching TV when one of the characters, a wife, said to her husband, I'm not happy, where his response was 'why does everyone want to be happy?'

So, of course in the story he is shown as the one with the problem, when in actuality have we really investigated what 'being happy' is all about?

Happiness is a mental or emotional state of well-being characterized by positive or pleasant emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy.[1] A variety of biological, psychological, religious, and philosophical approaches have striven to define happiness and identify its sources. Various research groups, including positive psychology, endeavor to apply the scientific method to answer questions about what "happiness" is, and how it might be attained.
It is of such fundamental importance to the human condition that "life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness" were deemed to be unalienable rights by the United States Declaration of Independence.
The United Nations declared 20 March the International Day of Happiness to recognise the relevance of happiness and wellbeing as universal goals. In 2014, Happy became the anthem and inspired clips from around the world.

How many times are we told to do what makes us happy?  As stated above, even in the United States Declaration of Independence it is written as a fundamental important human condition, ie., life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, and now the United Nations have declared a "Day of Happiness".  Really?

My own life was in 'pursuit of this happiness', which the more I pursued the more I was left with an underlying sense of frustration, disappointment, that 'my happiness' was never fully met.  My decisions in life were based on this one belief that I should be happy and if I was not happy then I must endeavor to correct this, which I continuously pursued, jumping from one thing to the next, one relationship to the next, never 'finding' what I was searching for.

I was a 'spiritual counselor'  for many years and counseled others on how to create happiness and joy in their lives, even though I had not completely achieved it myself.

I raised my children to be 'good people' and to do what brought them the greatest joy and happiness.

And, of course, fairy tales always end with 'they lived happily ever after', which should have been a clue for all of us to stop/investigate/question this 'belief' that was existent throughout our whole lives, where we just went along, believing in making this happen, that if we tried hard enough happiness was attainable.

Remember the song 'Don't Worry Be Happy'? There is no practical solutions voiced anywhere throughout the song, just don't worry be happy and everything will work out.

Thus we as mankind have taken this a step further in relation to our world and its insurmountable suffering/abuse, which has continued to accumulate astronomically, as the majority of us are distracted with 'trying not to worry' 'it will all work out'.  And, of course the question is HOW will it all work out?  Who will work it out?

The bottom line, of course, is it really is up to each and everyone of us.

So, what is the solution to the endless pursuit of happiness that basically leads to nowhere?  How about practical common sense?  Asking the question what can I do to assist and support myself and others as myself?  What is one of the first steps needed?

Personally, when I started to question my own pursuit of happiness and recognizing the underlying anxiety that was always present, I started walking a process through Desteni, which enabled me breath by breath, step by step, to apply tools that assisted and supported me to stabilize myself, to calm myself down and get to know myself.

So, when I heard these words and this question 'why does everyone want to be happy' while watching this show, I realized that I no longer pursue happiness and fascinatingly enough I am more 'at peace' within myself than ever due to applying practical common sense solutions which enable me to be stable in my day to day life.

Stability is paramount to assisting and supporting yourself and others, thereby creating a world that answers the question, 'what is best for all?'

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Saturday, December 13, 2014

Day 585 - The Color Black - Part 4


Continuing from Days Days 582, 583, 584

When and as I see myself reacting positively to the color black, wanting to identify it with qualities that are sleek, slimming, I stop and I breathe, I slow myself down and in that moment I look at the color, in that context, as I see/realize/understand that by qualifying black as these attributes I am placing the color black outside of myself, having a separate relationship with it, having a mind perception of the color black, instead of standing one and equal with the qualities within myself, thus just seeing the color black as what it is, a physical color.

When and as I see myself reacting negatively to 'Goth' attire, thus judging/identifying those that wear this attire negatively, I stop and I breathe, as I see/realize/understand that wearing a specific attire, dressed in black, does not in any way mean that those individuals encompass these attributes, these stereo-typical attributes, as I see/realize/understand that I am making a judgment, standing in separation of others, as myself, as I see/realize/understand that I really do not know them and am judging them strictly from this starting point.

Thus, I commit myself to see others, dressed in black, as just that.

When and as I see myself reacting positively, referencing memories of childhood, when observing images of black wrought-iron, I stop and I breathe, I place myself here, observing this particular architecture, as I see/realize/understand that I can enjoy the very physical architecture itself, as I do not accept or allow it to trigger memories that I then participate in, energetically, separating myself from that which is here in the physical, right in front of me.

 When and as I am presented with a sky of dark rain clouds, I stop and I breathe, I do not accept or allow myself to judge the clouds/sky as ominous, instead realizing that dark clouds, are simply that, clouds that are filled with moisture, representational of rain/storms, here in the physical.

When and as I see myself reacting negatively to the color black that I have qualified as representational of death and mourning, accepting and allowing myself to thus experience a sad, somber-feeling within myself, I stop and I breathe, and in that moment, I look at that color in the context that I have judged it negatively, letting go of judgments I have made within and as the mind, and just view the color black as just that, a physical color of black, not accepting or allowing myself to reference memories and/or imaginings that perpetuate this identification with the color black.

I have realized by opening up this point, that I can breathe and slow myself down when looking/observing the color black around me, not reacting to it, just being here equal and one with, and as such

I commit myself to not separate myself from the color black by reacting to it, but standing one and equal to it, as it, as I see/realize/understand that by having an experience of the color black I am not accepting or allowing myself to stand as the qualities that I have placed in separation of myself as the color black.

I commit myself to continue to investigate/open up my relationship with colors...

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Saturday, December 6, 2014

Day 584 - The Color Black - Part 3


Continuing from Days 582, 583

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to, for many years, be afraid of the dark, when I was younger, as a child, being afraid of the 'boogey man', and as the years went on just giving into that 'scary feeling' that something/someone was going to get me and during my 'spiritual' years believing that I was able to feel spirits around me, especially at night, which would actually unsettle me, sort of scare me, when, in fact, I see/realize/understand that I was participating in my own imaginings within my own mind, within my own imagination.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to always consider/identify/judge myself as being a 'cat' person, and as a young woman having a preference for black cats in particular, 'believing' that I had a special connection with them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge/identify a boy/man wearing a black leather jacket as cool, rebellious, a bad-boy, where I actually was 'attracted' to that kind of boy/man who dressed in black, wearing black leather, as I see/realize/understand that I was 'attracted' to an idea/belief, thereby never really knowing who they were, only reacting/responding to their outside appearance.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to use the term black-hearted when describing someone who is evil, cold, unfeeling, as I see/realize/understand that I am standing in separation of myself and another as myself, who is projecting in front of me that which I do not want to look at within myself.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to embrace the belief of  black as representational of the west of the medicine wheel in native American teachings, defining it to be the color of woman, the womb, the void, where one is rebirthed, as I see/realize/understand that to rebirth oneself it must happen here within and as one's own physical body, not in a spiritual dimension.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to also embrace the belief of native American teachings that black crows represented shape-shifting and black ravens represented magic instead of seeing them for what they are physical birds in a physical reality.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself, as a young woman, to dye my hair black as I believed it would make me look more exotic and sexy, and yet

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge another who dresses in all black, dyes their hair black, wears heavy black makeup/nail polish, as Goth and as such I judge them as being unattractive.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to have a preference for black wrought iron fences and lampposts that remind me of houses/buildings/parks on the east coast and Midwest where black wrought iron is very prevalent,  experiencing a nostalgic feeling within myself, as this style of architecture is not very prevalent on the west coast in which I judge this architecture as superior to the architecture surrounding me.

To be continued....

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Friday, December 5, 2014

Day 583 - The Color Black - Part 2


Continuing from Day 582 - Paint it Black
 
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define/judge the color black as a representation of evil, spooky, scary due to referencing memories of movies, media that used the color black in scenes that were depicted as evil, spooky, scary, thus accepting and allowing myself to separate myself from the color black as a physical color, instead 'seeing' it as something outside of myself, a color that was representational of something to fear.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define/judge the black clothing as sleek and slimming due to referencing fashion magazines, media that stated that the color black, when worn, created a slimming effect, thus accepting and allowing myself to believe this as a fact, instead of realizing that the color black, when worn, is just that a physical color.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define/judge the color black as sexy, as in sexy black lingerie, due to referencing memories of movies/media/printed material that depicted black lingerie as sexy, believing, at one time, that wearing black lingerie made me sexy.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself when hearing the song Paint it Black to reference a memory of myself as a teenager, re-experiencing myself in that moment, as I see/realize/understand that all I am doing is leaving the here moment, just listening to the song, the lyrics, instead separating myself from myself, going into an alternate reality, that in all actuality does not exist accept in my imagination.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself, when listening to the song Black Magic Woman, where for years, when hearing this song, I used to picture myself as a gypsy woman, believing that I was this woman in a past life, and that was why I was 'connecting' to this song, as I see/realize/understand that all I was really doing was going into my imagination.

I forgive  myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define/judge the color black as representational of death and mourning, referencing memories and images through the media of people dressed in black when in mourning, when attending a funeral, thus participating within and as a somber feeling of sadness.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to 'like' the rain, yet participate within backchat 'that looks ominous' when looking at a sky filled will dark storm/rain clouds, referencing memories of thunder storms where the sky would get very dark then streak with lightning and the sound of the crashing thunder would always create a nervous tension within me, as I was not really scared of thunder and lightning as a child, but would still react within myself, when in fact, I see/realize/understand the darker the clouds the more moisture they held.


To be continued....


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