LOVE IN THE AIR

Several years ago now—I resisted the gym, which, I must say I thought was strange, but there was such a pull to be outside.  It had been coming—but this particular year—I couldn’t go back to the stuffy atmosphere and stationary workout equipment I knew so well. Something strong was calling me, so I went with it. I called it Gaia. I needed to walk—to feel the fresh air and sit by the beach. To commune with the palm trees and sand, the unique tropical birds and big bright green iguanas who watched me, silently; weird moveable eyelids and their prehistoric nature all became part of my experience.  And then one day it became routine. Every morning for almost two years I walked the neighborhood. In the process—I said hello to new faces and others became familiar on my walk each morning; soon I had old friends that I passed each day waving to and greeting with a smile. I watched the neighborhood change as houses were put up for sale and new families moved in. Other houses were remodeled, and their new beautiful renovations updated the quiet streets. Lawn and maintenance crews were always present somewhere along the way like standard fixtures. So were the police, waitresses—and the businesses of Lauderdale by the Sea and the community in which I lived; it was all mine.

And, then there was Richard. He worked as a maintenance man at one of the big elegant condominiums on the beach. Normally, most mornings when I passed by, he was out in front with a hose—washing the side walk. I said hello—and he smiled—and said hello back. Occasionally, as I got to know him better, we would chat for a few minutes. Never very long—as there were cameras everywhere he would say—and he wasn’t keen for trouble.  So, most mornings—it was a wave and a hello and a smile and a cordial wish for a good day. We all have people in our lives like this—and I enjoyed his smile and energy as much as he enjoyed mine.

And then, like the tide—I was called back to the gym. And, I would now only walk occasionally. Months later—while walking “my route”—Richard was out in front washing the sidewalk like always. I said hello—and he said, “where have you been?”  I told him I had gone back to the gym—he said he had missed me, asking for my number.

To my surprise, he called me. We met at Starbucks a few times to talk. I gave him one of my books. I learned he was a gifted musician and music was his passion. He was divorced. He had two children. He had been born in Jamaica. I shared my story too. But, most of all Richard was just sweet. He had a contagious smile and caring eyes. And, probably one of the nicest people I knew. Our friendship grew—and he would drop over to the house from time to time. He played his CD for me one day—and his voice and talent were amazing. I’d make him coffee if he’d had a long day—and we continued to talk about life; never shallow conversations. Our friendship was real and honest. I guess that’s what made it so special. When I was out of town and hurricane Irma was barreling in our direction—it was Richard who came over and hauled in all my stuff in and prepared my house for the storm. That’s who he was.

On October 29th he texted me at 8:09 am. The text said . . . “Good morning”. “Thinking bout u.” I respond back—“Good morning! How are you doing?” “im good can i stop by”. “What time?” I replied. “Now” he texted back to me. (I was in the middle of breakfast for my LAL students who live in my house—and still hadn’t had my coffee.) I texted him. “Later?”, I asked? “Ok i will try.” But that day went like a flash and we did not meet.

On November 5th my cell phone rang. It was a 305 area code and a number I didn’t recognize but I answered it anyway. “This is Richard’s friend Noel”, the caller began. “Richard died last night.” I paused, “Richard Friesland I asked?” “No Richard Harvey”, the gentleman replied. What? I paused drawing a blank for a nanosecond as my brain searched for meaning. “WHAT?” I said again. “How did this happen? When?” I was shocked—and told Noel—I needed a few minutes to process this untimely news. Richard was 43 and had young children. “How could this be?”, I thought to myself.

I talked to his brother Ian several times—he sounded just like Richard. I attended his funeral two weeks ago.  It was a celebration of his life! But, I miss him today. Without realizing it, he had impacted me in a very subtle and profound way. His brother said he talked about me a lot. I guess I had impacted him too.

As I reflect  on our friendship—I guess you never realize how somebody’s going to impact you—or what meaning they hold in store for you. And, how this “chance encounter” would affect me so deeply today.  I feel him around me. I “hear” his voice and laughter. I wonder if he is one of my guides now? I feel that he is. (My friend Annie confirmed this is in fact so.) And wonder now, if that is why I had such a pull to walk pulling away from the gym? I know there are no coincidences or accidents. I also know that there is no such thing as an inappropriate death.

Before his “graduation from earth school”, his young nephew awoke from a deep slumber—walked into his Mother’s bedroom and said, “Richard can’t stay. He’s got to go.” Two days later Richard was gone from a undiagnosed kidney infection.

I know that there was a love between us that was unexplainable—an undefined intense soul connection—that I for one didn’t understand. Maybe he did?

I think it is important with all the division and fighting, and angst in the world right now—and in the United States in particular, to create a unity with others. At the end of the day—we are all the same—all from the creative source—all with divinity inside. We must throw away the idea of separateness and embrace our Love for one another; one Human Being to another. This much I know is true. I think Richard did too.

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Rewriting Our Future

That sounds impossible —-even the title makes no sense—the future hasn’t happened yet, right? Maybe we live here with the capacity of many “future potentials” which exist just beyond our conscious awareness? There are many signs and indicators that says this is so. Science just believes what it sees—and then if it proves different—there is disbelief by many, just ask Dr. Bruce Lipton or Alfred Wegener. So, why wait for science to catch up?

We are creatures of habit. That serves us well sometimes and sometimes not so much. We have tremendous imagination to create new inventions and new innovations when we are open to new ideas and new ways of being; the Universe is always conspiring to help us succeed, but so often we stay stuck, resisting and refusing to let go. How’s that working for you?

I remember reading a story about a pair of slippers. The gentleman had been given a new pair for Christmas—and in spite of the beauty of the new pair he was given—he refused to wear them—insisting that the old holy thread bare ones were just fine.  I think he said his toes fit well!  A silly story, but how often do we refuse to slip “them” on and enjoy the feel of something new and toss the old ones out because they are no longer useful? Ideas and beliefs are that way too. Fear keeps us stuck in our past.

We can’t imagine a new future until we are ready to let go of what isn’t working. Relationships, jobs, and even our health fall into this category. Our lives give us challenges and ways to grow, but too many times, we do the same things over and over and then wonder—-how do I dig myself out—when we’re looking up at the light from the bottom of the well? It’s important in our daily lives, not just in philosophical meanderings on someone’s blog.  If travel is done in a multidimensional state, it is almost instantaneous. If we are multidimensional beings (of light)—then at some level, we have that ability as well. What better place than in our thoughts? We do it in our dreams every night.

Consciously, some have more access to it than others, but everyone has this ability.  Yet, just like our gentleman with the slippers—we have to believe this is so and throw away the old story. Are you ready for a new one? Or at least v.2.0?

What if this gentleman who received the new slippers—decides to walk next door—in his NEW slippers to thank his neighbor for receiving his package from UPS—which on this day required a signature? As he rings her doorbell—he realizes she has company—her sister is visiting. And, in the course of this exchange—meets the new Love of his life. By opening up to new things—even before they happen— changed his future. Letting go of our old story is necessary for healing too! “Ya, can’t sit there and whine”.

If we are multidimensional beings influenced by our multidimensional DNA, we could also assume we are always picking up these signals which may come in the form of electromagnetic waves. (Just ask an astrologer of the influences of space planetary configurations called trines, conjunctions and squares—as well as retrogrades and eclipses and thousands more!) That means we are always receiving messages—but because this is the “planet of free choice,” we have to give our intention to receive–and not resist this new upgrade—otherwise—the old software continues to run—and probably not well—until it eventually just crashes and dies.

So, the bigger question is, what timeline and future potential are you choosing? Which train are you choosing to ride? We all get to rewrite our future using the Quantum (invisible to our 5 senses) Ink. Think of it like using a black light—the writing is there ready to be seen, lived, viewed and used—we just need to believe that the light is already on. We must turn our head to see the writing and acknowledge that it’s there.

Can you see that you are so much bigger than you see in the mirror? Do you know and believe that there is a much better potential timeline waiting in the ethers for you? Are you able to see that vision? How can your story be seen as a soul visiting earth for your growth and expansion? How can your experiences cause you to love more? (including yourself) How can you see the magnificence in yourself and others?  How can the biggest challenges teach and heal you?  Even looking at them as teaching experiences changes our experience if we allow it. Maybe it’s finally time to connect with that deep invisible multidimensional part of your DNA—and begin to rewrite your future? Are you ready to wear your new slippers? What will your imagination, upgrade and quantum slippers create for your earthy future? Tell only the story you can tell!

 

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Frogs and Other Wildlife—Way Beyond Our Conscious Understanding and Our Connection to the Earth

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“Mankind has not woven the web of life.  We are but one thread within it.  Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.  All things are bound together.  All things connect.”                       ~ Chief Seattle       

Several weeks ago, while out tending to my plants around my patio and pool—I peered closely into two plastic containers that had been just the right size replacements for an old ornate planter which I bought second hand from my neighbor across the street. Fast forward ten years and after the last hurricane, now sat waiting for me to reposition them again into the iron holder. But, I had not been diligent enough and an unassuming frog had laid her eggs after one of our torrential rains of South Florida’s hot, humid and tropical rain-filled summer.

I instantly became a nurturing guardian to this surprising batch of now-tiny polliwogs. I have been feeding them romaine lettuce each morning and earlier in the week I peeked over closely to check on the rapidly growing amphibians. To my utter surprise, a tiny frog suddenly appeared and gazed back at me “fingers” gripped to the edge of the orange plastic container that had become her make-shift pond and nursery.

What had been the message? I was definitely enjoying the connection. It had been decades since I had seen the jell-like eggs and polliwogs in the large construction puddle behind our house when our neighbor, Mr. Neuman, was working on his home. They had also been visible in the pond and cattails that grew near the Barns where we kept the horses—and every now and then, my brother and I would wander down to take a look during some of our outdoor adventures together.

But why now? What was this message and connection that had reappeared so suddenly in my yard? I knew the ancient peoples, and the indigenous cultures, including our own Native Americans, understood this connection more deeply; they were wise. They also understood our connection to the earth—and the messages contained in their symbols and stories and celebrated the Oneness and its meaning. I certainly was aware of the abuses—the grab and take all that had recently permeated the United States attitude at levels of destruction and abuse of our home—the planet earth. And, the disrespectful desire to pummel all that stood in the way of this broken attitude of money and power—but I hardly believed that was their message to me.

I consulted a wiser source than myself; the book, Spirits of the Earth began: “Frogs are good signs. The Frog is a doctor and a healer, seer, and fortune-teller. Frog is a messenger of rain, and the power of the frog can bring rain and water if one knows how to use its power.” Animal Speak confirmed and added, “Its voice is said to call forth the rains. And they are linked with the lore of fairies and elves. Ted Andrews also wrote that “frogs are tuned keenly to sound—and the sensitivity to sound should be developed by frog people.” (Was I a Frog people?) The last sentence  caught my attention, “Their taste in music will probably not run mainstream, but they can learn to use their voice to stir the emotions and to call for the rains or change the climatic conditions of their own lives.”

I found this interesting as it fell right along my chosen profession at this time—Holistic Health Counselor. I felt I had found my niche as a biological decoder, grief counselor and spiritual teacher.  I was also interested in a unique sound healing—quantum codes of sorts. Was Chief Seattle correct? Did all things connect together?  It was certainly part of my belief system—and for all intents and purposes “hopped right into my yard” showing me again the true connection we have with Mother Nature and our Earth at a very personal level. The micro and the macro intertwined as One.

What symbols, or messages have shown up for you? Are you missing something right in front of you? And, what is the story and how does it apply to you? Working the Cosmic puzzle daily can be fun. What new beliefs are you now opening to?

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Exploring the Multidimensional Side of Ourselves!

“Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent.”           ~Arthur Conan Doyle (Author of Sherlock Holmes)

I walked into the Pompano Civic Center in March of 2004 to meet Sally Baldwin and listen and explore the concept of channeling. I sat in the second row—dead center—intently listening and trying to figure out how this process worked.  She began and continued for a good 20 minutes.  There were no notes and no papers visible on the table where she sat. I thought to myself—no one could memorize all that. I was intrigued and puzzled at the same time. Her words were wise—and answers astute.  During the break, I walked over to say hello and introduce myself. She smiled warmly and said, “Welcome back”.  I replied that this was the first meeting I had attended—and she answered—“We must know each other from the Astral.”  I simply nodded my head and smiled, thinking to myself, “What the hell is the astral?”

Years later, I am now aware that she was tapping into a multidimensional part of ourselves—one that has always been there—and one that will always be there—hiding in plain sight and called things like intuition, or psychic awareness or a “pre-cog” which lies “out there” in the interconnectedness of our wholeness; body, mind and spirit. This intimate connection goes on 24/7 through our pineal which serves as our own personal wifi—translated by our brain—and connected to our heart. In a sense we are connected to the Cosmic Universal Internet. This process is still unrecognized by many today, but the “equipment is installed, there and ready to be turned on for use!” We talk a good story until we get down to specifics—and then our old beliefs and stories kick in and we stick our heals in the mud—and refuse to go any further. We are more than we see in the mirror.  As Joan Rivers used to say, “Can we talk?”

Today, I read my horoscope, it went like this:

“Look beyond physical appearances and tune into spirit identification. The truth is bodies which contain souls are but empty vessels filled with infinite light. Honor your feelings, but watch what you consume — media, food, or conversation — so you are not swept up by the madness of the day. Center yourself and calm your mind before interacting with others now. The greatest vow is to love one another and to spread kindness wherever you go.”

If I read and interpreted correctly, my daily horoscope refers to a bigger more connected part of “who” we really are. It was funny, because this subject had been rolling around in my mind for several weeks now—and today was the day I had designated to write my blog.  The synchronicities and meaningful coincidences; undeniable.  TodayReally?  It seemed to be written just for this blog post; those cosmic ears were listening!

Looking into the connectedness beyond our 3D physicality, and the multidimensional aspect of ourselves, I consulted Peggy Phoenix Dubro’s book, Elegant Empowerment . In the glossary she wrote: Multidimensional: “Simultaneously possessing properties or characteristics of more than one vibrational plane or coordinate system. The idea that dimensions exist outside of our normal 3-dimensional world is now a basic statement of our advanced theories in physics.” 

This seem to validate our connected mind and consciousness into a seamlessly interconnected whole. Our multidimensionality aspect and part of our DNA keeps us plugged into the whole, and unseen beyond, but always present riding along waiting and ready to help. . . . I was tapping into this whole, it seemed and so are you.

Thoughts and feelings merged into the unrecognized whole to which we participate with more and more realization like the avatars, guru’s and master’s of yesteryear. But, did they really disappear? Or are they here with us in their multidimensional state—like our seed parents—assisting us along the way? I believe they’re riding this journey right along with us—for those who are open to this bigger part of our reality and family connection. After all we all reside in this unity of Oneness; they are part of us and we are part of them.  And, then I began to ponder, what else in our lives was visible that we could consider multidimensional? Were we missing more clues?

What about our dreams? The past and the present get all twisted around in a time loop which has three components—a biological, a psychological and a spiritual. Perhaps, not all, but some dreams seem to be a windows to our soul on Earth.  I understand our brain is “defragging”—rearranging, sorting, and rewriting our experiences. If we rewrite things, we can change the energetic affect or frequency it has has on our life. Dreams then, must be interdimensional experiences that have no equivalent when we are awake. Ready for another?

What about a near death experience?  I pulled this short passage from a piece that I had saved on my computer, touched by the words. It had been submitted to The Near Death Research Foundation in August 2006. It was called “Anna’s story of her near death experience” and she recalled these things.  It felt as though I was drifting in and out between the two worlds, this physical world and the other side, but every time I drifted into the “other side” I seemed to go deeper and experienced more “scenes”.  There was one where I saw how my life had touched all the people in it – it was sort of like a tapestry and I saw how I affected everyone’s lives around me.  There was another scene where I saw my brother on a plane, having heard the news I was dying, coming to see me (this was verified to me as when I started to come round, my brother was there, having just got off a plane).  I then saw a glimpse of my brother and me and somehow seemed to understand it was a previous life, where I was much older than him and was like a mother to him (in this life, he is older than me).  I saw in that life I was very protective towards him.  I suddenly became aware he was on the plane to come and see me, and felt “I can’t do this to him – can’t let him come and see me dead.  Then I also saw how my husband’s purpose was linked to mine, and how we had decided to come and experience this life together.  If I went, he would probably follow soon after. . . . What I saw, perceived, and felt, and the clarity I experienced about life, was more than anything we are able to conceive, so words have not been created to describe it. I was dying of cancer, and the doctors had said I only had about 36 hours to live.  It was at this point where I started drifting between another dimension and this one. Even though I was in a coma, I seemed to be going in and out of consciousness, so I was aware of both “sides”.  I was also aware of conversations taking place outside the room, beyond my earshot. . .”

Obviously, I could write a whole book on being multidimensional and this is just a blog about an expanded Awareness of such possibility.  There are other things that fall outside our “known” 3-D reality such as remote viewing, astral projection, Emoto’s scientific work on prayer and crystallization of water, Physicist John Stuart Reid’s work on cymatics or miraculous healings that are never reported from behind the hospital walls.  “The guys and gals” working on quantum biology and string theories that will soon show us more—outside of Newton or Kelper. And, when we can measure these things with more “scientific” accuracy it will be slowly incorporated into our belief system. There is a relationship between our parts.

The Universe is much bigger than we ever imagined—and so are we!  Certainly everything we thought was physical is not. This is all part of our evolution of thought. I conclude with a few of these thoughts from Peggy’s book below. Because, if the Universe is non-local, quantum and multidimensional—and we are part of everything—then so are we!  Our thoughts and feelings matter and influence our lives and our reality because they are tied to our energy fields; spiraling vortexes in human form.  Pay attention to those intense feelings or to your intuition. Your inner guidance is speaking to you. Embrace your Multidimensional side with joy and celebration and pure intent! It is like discovering a lost part of ourselves—only to find it was there all along!  (Our own personal GPS).

Are we?:

  • Non-local
  • Unbroken Wholeness
  • Co-ordinated Organization
  • Independent of Space and Time
  • Inseparability of Observer  (from the experiments)
  • Existence of a quantum Field underlying all forces on matter
  • A consciousness that permeates all living and non-living things

Oh, and btw, in case you are wondering, the Astral Plane is where your Essence goes when it leaves the body—whether the body is asleep—or after completing our lessons on the physical plane—of 3D.

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“Time Machine”

They say time is a circle—not a straight line.  It’s just that we don’t live long enough life cycles to remember from one life to another and to tie our expressions to our bigger, grander purpose; or who we really are. My Mother used to say, if you wait long enough it will be back in style.  Everything that is old becomes new again—and when I see things that are “new” it reminds me of my Grandmothers era or another place “in time.”  We know styles come and go in cycles.  What about the illusion of “time and space”?

This past summer I returned to Texas to pick up my car—a 1970 MGB that I bought in college—on a 5,000 mile road trip that took me through Washington, Oregon, California, New Mexico, into Texas and through El Paso, Austin and on east to Nacdogches and then back west through Utah to my childhood stomping grounds.  Our voyage across the country was a circle.  But if we had kept going?  Is the road in back of me the same one as the road in front of me or us? A huge cosmic circle?

Later, while cleaning the car I came across all sorts of little reminders which transported me back in time.  (Familiarity or déjà vu?) I found several U of W parking gate tickets, non-digital and an old map.  I found a rusted can of WD-40.  I found a favorite ceramic coffee mug—and a few pens.  All the little trinkets which propelled me back almost four decades when the car was first placed in storage. Time Machine . . . I thought.  The past had come back, into the NOW. It was the past. It was about the present too.  And, was it about the future as well?  A metaphor for our lives?

Our minds are vast and complicated with little understanding of the bigger system in which we live.  Sure, our 3D world was acknowledged and important, but like memories and feelings and consciousness—what lay outside of our physical world that could transport us to places unknown—likes dreams—and visions—and psychic knowing—or even astral travel?  Were we connected like the computer to an invisible human wifi?  What lays outside our physical world today, that is unaccepted—or not yet understood?  And, if we really are interdimensional beings, what insights and potentials do we create for ourselves based on our choices or our thoughts?  Unlike our paper geographical maps like I found in the car, was ours more of a personal individual energy map guided by our intuition and light language magnetic codes and intentions?

If we listen to our invisible guidance, are we able to jump timelines?  And, based on our choices, can our future be rewritten?  What about our past? I know when I stand at the center of my life in stillness, I realize that I create everything.  I can and do create “what’s next.”  But, just like the car—I must clean out and rid my being of unresolved things, and beliefs and be willing to move the needle from the old groove to make room for what is coming. Just like the location of the car—towed to its new locale which I was able to move physically creating new options—I choose the same for my life.  I believe that we are multidimensional with one foot in this dimension and another bigger part in a world I cannot see, but influences me everyday. If in fact, we have multidimensional DNA—then at some point, we have all been down this road before.  Influenced by this unknown, but “remembered past” called wisdom stored in our akashic lineage, living today in the now—and moving forward like the road circled before us.

I, for one, move forward with excitement with this unlimited possibility as I co-create and manifest my personal world and help with the global unfolding— which I choose to live in joy and happiness, without fear.

With the holiday season upon us—I extend this wish for you to.  To drop and heal what doesn’t serve you or me anymore—creating the road ahead of us and allowing the unfolding with integrity, and truth and love, full of compassion for everyone.  It is the time machine in us all—ready to be written or re-written and given as a starting point to shine our light of what is to come.

Happy Holidays—and Happy Travels!

“Realize that there are many things in the world for which no cause shall be found; not because it does not exist, but because we know too little to find it.”                                     ~Diana Gabaldon, Voyager

 

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