As I process yesterdays tragedy in Connecticut I experienced many emotions. I tried to go forward without focusing on what had happened. Because what I know is what you focus on expands. And there was great fear infiltrating the human beings of our world. There is only two things in this world, Love and Fear. We need to be very careful about our response here!
Yes my heart was heavy, I was sad and I sobbed.
The fearful vigilantly in my psyche wanted to take up arms, take aggressive action against the attacker. Right the wrong so to speak! It is probable that the fearful response will be to tighten security in schools. Put up “fences” This is a fear based response. You might say, “Of Course it is”
As I pondered where to direct my anger (fear) or who's fault it was and who to“Go After ” My search went in circles for the one at fault. But the “One” at fault was dead?
The fearful child in my psyche wanted to recoil into a corner, beyond the reach of the scary assassins now lurking in the most hallowed places I felt safe. She wanted never to go out into this world again.
The fearful parent in my psyche wanted to cry with the parent's. Offer my hand and soul to help them fix their pain. I grasped at various ways I could fix their pain. I was deep in the depths of their loss visiting each emotion I knew they were feeling. For I almost lost my daughter to a terrorist bombing. For two days I did not know if she was alive or dead. I searched and searched for a way to heal the pain in the hearts of these parent's. Even the parents of the assassin. And yes the pain, in the human being that was so great, that he lost all hope and love.
But my heart hurt because I could not fix their pain. And especially not with, “Fear”
Meeting fear with fear compounds fear.
But there is something more happening than just seeking a way to protect ourselves and our children from a world we believe has gone terribly wrong and violent. There is something bigger presented to us than seeking a way to install stricter security on gun laws or in our schools. This is just a bandaid.
There is something larger that just, “Getting through this” or “Surviving” a tragedy.
Something more profound is afoot beloved, that we need to pay careful attention! We are one! We are all one spirit emanating our vibration of either Fear or Love out collectively into this world.
And as our collective heart is weeping in fearful sadness we are raising the vibration of fear. And the vibration of fear will never heal anything. Fear will not heal future assassins, the parent's and families of the victims or our wounded earth.
The only thing, the only response, the only vibration that will heal our wounds and prevent further mutilation among us is the vibration of “LOVE”
And so I went into meditation for hours last night before bed with the mantra and the highest of vibration upon my soul, “LOVE”
If you want to know how to help, how to heal the victims and our world let's persistently collectively hold LOVE in our hearts until “WE” are healed.
My Highest love to you all!
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Jonathan Goldman on The Uvisualeyes Show
(with Gregg Braden),
“REIKI CHANTS”, "FREQUENCIES:
Sounds of Healing”,
THE LOST CHORD”,
“2012: ASCENSION HARMONICS” and
“CHAKRA CHANTS” Jonathan is a lecturing
member of the International Society for
Music Medicine. He presents
HEALING SOUNDS lectures, workshops
and seminars worldwide.
Jonathan may be reached at: www.healingsounds.com.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Mitch Williams is an international award winning magician and sleight of hand artist, an inspirational speaker, and an authority on creativity, personal transformation, and peak performance.As an entertainer, he has performed for audiences throughout the US and Canada, in Japan, and in Europe. For over 45 years,he has been an avid student of cutting edge information on human development, transformational psychology, future studies,& psycho-spirituality. As a speaker, Mitch has presented seminars & workshops, which combine his astounding magic with uplifting & thought provoking messages on the "real magic" within and around us, for corporations, service organizations, as well as Unity & Religious Science churches and other "New Thought" groups throughout the country, to rave reviews. A true modern Reinnassance man, he is an accomplished artist, musician, poet, author, athlete, gourmet cook, and a martial artist with a 4th degree black belt in Judo. Mitch lives in Illinois with his wife Kathi, who inspires him to be a bit more focussed.
Monday, October 15, 2012
Tomorrow, Oct. 16th, on The Uvisualeyes Show
As the Lead Educator of the Chopra Center for Wellbeing, davidji apprenticed under Deepak Chopra for nearly a decade learning and ultimately teaching the profound timeless wisdom of meditation, Ayurveda, emotional healing, and conscious choice making. With more than 200 guided meditations to his credit and more than 100,000 students around the world, davidji has made the ancient science of meditation practical, easy, fun, and rewarding. If there’s one book to read on moving through challenges and taking your life to the next level, it’s Davidji's Secrets of Meditation! A Practical Guide to Inner Peace and Personal Transformation
Listen to the show, be one of the first two callers and get a signed copy of his guided meditation or his book, "Secrets of Meditation" A Practical Guide to Inner Peace and Personal Transformation.
CALL (347) 994-1978
OCT. 16th Tuesday, 7:00 pm to 8:00 pm. CST
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
A Fabulous New Book by Peter Calhoun
Peter is said to be one of the very few non-indigenous persons in the West who has experienced a full awakening of the Siddhis -- a Vedic term for the paranormal spiritual powers inherent in all people. For more than three decades he has repeatedly demonstrated these powers before numerous groups and individuals, many of which are described in his new book.
“Do you believe in walk-ins? Do you think that a man can turn the winds, direct the lightning, or ignite a sacred fire with only his mind? Most people – such as myself – might be just a little skeptical, to say the least, about someone who made claims such as these. Enter Peter Calhoun. I have known Peter for six years and have carefully interviewed him on more than one occasion. Peter is exactly what he claims to be – a shaman whose soul is on fire with a passion to awaken all who will listen. In his wonderful new book, Life Without Limits, Peter tells of his awakening and lights the way for all to follow. If you are really interested in awakening your ‘soul powers,’ there is no better mentor than Peter and no better place to begin than with Life Without Limits!” -Eldon Taylor, PhD, FAPA, New York Times best-selling author of Choices and Illusions.
Learn more at:
LifeWithoutLimitsBook.com
Life Without Limits is a blazing testimonial of hope and promise in which Peter Calhoun and his wife Astrid have forged a path toward our Ascension. That path is through our return to the Earth by entering into a joyous and ecstatic union with all Life. Peter not only describes how this can be achieved, but he and his twin flame, Astrid Ganz, have demonstrated in a most extraordinary way what he speaks of as "The New Edenic Consciousness".
New York Times best-selling author of Women's Bodies, Women's Wisdom, Christiane Northrup, M.D., has written: “Life Without Limits is thrilling – literally thrilling. Read it and let your heart and your life soar.”
And from one of the environmental engineer/scientists mentioned in Life Without Limits, comes this phrase: “Your book is incredible – so heart-felt. It is truly a gift to humanity.”
Peter says, "In 1970 while still a priest in the Episcopal Church, I was shown a vision of what was possible for our species at this juncture in our evolution. That vision turned my world upside down. It was a vision of a New Earth and a New Humanity no longer bound by the limiting and false beliefs of the times. I set forth to live out that incredible vision that sometimes seemed more like an impossible dream. For three decades I awakened and demonstrated powers that are usually believed to be the exclusive domain of some the Eastern Masters. I did this, always insisting that such powers are in all of us. In fact, they are our birthright."
To celebrate the publication of their new book, Peter and Astrid have arranged for myself and many other authors, speakers and transformational leaders to provide valuable gifts to all of you who resonate with this message and feel called to connect with Peter and read his new book.
Fr*ee Shamanic Healing Session / Intuitive Reading!
Peter himself is going to be giving away personal intuitive readings and/or shamanic healing sessions to 5 lucky people who buy a copy of Life Without Limits and sign up on his book launch giveaway page:
Enter the contest and learn more about how to live a Life Without Limits:
http://lifewithoutlimitsbook.com
Peter's intuitive readings are very much in demand (and a $150 value), and I'm so happy I'm able pass this opportunity on to you. I know that many of you will resonate with the message of Life Without Limits, and the bonuses and prizes being offered are truly exciting.
In his new book, Peter reveals his stories of:
His 1970 Vision of the Earth as a "Prison without Walls"
Knowing the Truth that Can Set You Free
Discovering the False Belief System That Has Kept Us Earthbound
Methods for Detecting and Neutralizing Our Own Limiting Beliefs
The Things We Do That Prevent Us from Thriving
The Author's Experience of Awakening the Siddhis
How To Break Through the "Web of Deception"
Fourteen Keys that Can Lead to Your Freedom
How to Forge the Immortal Ascension Body
As Peter says, each revolutionary new idea historically has always followed the pattern of initial ridicule, anger, and finally acceptance. The truth that we are beings without limitations will follow that sequence.
Learn more, claim your bonuses, and enter the drawing for the shamanic sessions here:
Enter the contest and learn more about how to live a Life Without Limits:
http://lifewithoutlimitsbook.com
P.S.
Peter is also going to be doing a live teleseminar on October 18th in which he will answer your questions about living a Life Without Limits. He'll reveal more of his story live on the phone, and share further insight into how you can break free from "the prision without walls".
Find out more about the teleseminar here:
http://lifewithoutlimitsbook.com
But don't wait long as the teleseminar is coming up in a few short weeks, and the prizes will also only be available to those who sign up soon!
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
King Solomon's Story
King Solomon Story
I thank God for the experience of this graceful moment. I tried to explain something to my thirteen year old daughter and she came back with total and sweet understanding. This was one those moments when what I attempted to explain penetrated her heart.
After she moved to live with her father, Kesha comes to visit every summer. The first summer was tense. I had to work and couldn’t pay to have someone to stay with her. She had grown a lot but still had mischief in her soul. The first week Kesha and Rustin got along famously. They loved on each other and were polite. It was short lived as expected. Before I knew it the summer was over and she was gone again. The next summer I had moved to Austin. Kesha loved Austin and came with enthusiasm. Before this visit, on the phone, I heard her tell me she misses me. She said she was thinking of coming home. She had said this before and to me she never really seemed serious. Long before she came this summer I had decided I wanted her to come back home. I planned on asking her about it.
When Kesha exited the terminal Rustin recognized her before I did. He pointed and said, ‘There’s Kesha.’ When I saw her I couldn’t believe my eyes. My little girl had turned into a young lady. My heart ached that I wasn’t part of it. The drive home was full of joy. Kesha has a witty sense of humor that was now complimented by her experience of becoming a young lady. All the way home I kept looking at her and we would smile. She was as big as me and beautiful as ever. I couldn’t wait to get home and spend some Mother-Daughter time. Rustin and I ended up fighting over her that night. I’m sure she loved it.
We talked every chance we got. I discovered she wanted to come home. I laid in bed with her and read to her. What surprised me was she listened, really listened. We talked and cried, we worked out and played. Before I knew, it was time for her to go back. She wasn’t sure about leaving her Dad and she felt obligated to stay with him. He had just bought a house and she was enticed. I encouraged her to go back and talk to her Dad about it.
At the departing gate I hung on to her. Again her excitement of the trip over powered her pain of leaving. She boarded the plane with half a smile. I cried for three days. It’s not that I never missed her before. I was sadder than I ever was. I think I just let myself feel my love for her.
Well Kesha is with her Dad. I haven’t heard much from her. She has a new house, dog and is playing the clarinet. She seems happy. About four months after she left we talked. She told me that she was going to stay with her Father. He had told her she would have to in order to go to this great school she wanted to go to. The School of Arts and she doesn’t like to hurt peoples feelings. After she blurted it out there was silence. I felt hurt. I couldn’t breath. I didn’t know what to say. She tried to fill the void with questions. ‘So mom how’s the job? I said, ‘Fine.’ Again the silence as I gulped my tears back. I had this thought, Mothers aren’t suppose to get their feelings hurt by their children. Once more Kesha asked another question. I didn’t hear it. I finally tried to speak. I told her, ‘I ‘m not going to keep after you about it. I will just tell you how I feel. I feel hurt. I could hear her crying. I walked delicately around my words in order not to cause guilt.
I told her if you want to stay with your Father I will support your decision. I won’t try to convince you to come home. She choked out the words, “I know.” “Kesha I love you and I won’t pull on your other arm. I won’t do that to you. I know how it hurts. I will love you even if you stay with your Father. I’ll still write, call and send you my love. Don't worry.” She started whaling with tears. “Oh mom, it’s just like that story of King Solomon. When the two Mothers..” she sobbed. “They were fighting over who’s baby it really was. He was going to cut the baby in two and give each women half. The real Mother said, ‘No, she can have the baby.’ Just like you, Mom.” The mom loved her child so much that she would give him up before letting him be torn in half and hurt.
I couldn’t believe this child’s understanding. The lump in my throat stuck there like cotton while she spoke. I cried the words, “I love you Ladybird, you are incredible.”
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A Mothers love is the most loyal of all. It hurts my heart when I see Parents hurt their children from the hurt they received as a child. Letting go of a child given to you by God can seem like a betrayal. I had to act from the heart and know that this ladybird would fly back to me one day with larger, much freer wings and understand what real love was about.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
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Monday, March 5, 2012
Rounds of Enthusiasm
I do all my best thinking at the kitchen table. I prepare food, sign school work there and create the next plan of action. It eventually became the place where I created a home-based business. I wanted to develop a way to make money and be at home with my children as much as possible. As I sat there one morning after the children left for school, I pondered what kind of business would serve all our needs and be fun at the same time. The phone rang interrupting my drizzles of brainstorms. It was my baby-sitter, my confidant, my friend Lisa.
“You remember that clown outfit you made yourself on Halloween?” She asked. When I said yes, she asked, “Could you please, please wear it and be a clown for Sara's birthday?” Quit surprised by her request I said, “Sure why not.” So the following weekend I entertained ten six-year old's for two hours. I had so much fun that it suddenly idea sparked. That's it, children’s birthday parties. I can start a clown business entertaining at children's birthday parties.
So I went back to the drawing kitchen table. Working all day I created a birthday package with two clowns, balloons, music, cake, pinatas, candy, face painting; the works. I drew up a flyer, made several copies and had all the kids at the kitchen table coloring them. I had a little apprehension over Kesha's eight year old coloring job. Insisting on coloring as many posters as Kesha could muster her enthusiasm was heady so I tried to relax. With minimal expense I then began my business.
I asked Tina to play the second clown and we rehearsed over and over, a slapstick boxing routine. Kesha couldn't help her excitement as she watched. Periodically insisting on participating she would become over zealous and interrupt my serious business venture. Sometimes I would have to be creative and I would give her a script to help keep us on track.
I got my first call for a party right away. It was a joy, our routine went over like gangbusters and I only worked a couple of days a week. Tina earned money by being a great clown. As clowns Bumper and Stomper were a smash hit.
After doing parties for a couple months’ soccer season started and Tina played faithfully. I booked a party and she couldn't work with me because of a soccer game. I called a friend to work with me, and we began rehearsing. The morning of the party she called and said something came up, and she couldn't work. Great, I thought, five hours before the party, and no one to work, I stood in the kitchen holding the dead phone as my mind drifted to the party. I was standing alone in the boxing ring, boxing with a non-existing clown, falling to the ground resulting from a punch of a non-existing glove. Although I chuckled from the comical fear this dream inflicted I was not very amused. I began pacing the floor ranting out loud, “What am I going to do?” I dialed several back-ups, but no one could work. I began pacing again and growling, “What to do, what to do?” Kesha was jumping up and down around me saying, “I could do it, I can, I can.”
I looked at her with doubt. “Kesha you're only eight, you're too little.” I then went back to worrying, while Kesha bounced around me begging. I got back on the phone and called my sister, “Susan please, please come help me! I have no one to be the other clown.” She had helped me once, but swore she would never do it again. She said after the last time 'when those little punks stomped on my feet and taunted that I wasn't a real clown, she wouldn't again. I tried to convince her that the abuse was rare, but she wouldn't budge. She only said, “Good luck,” and hung up.
I had to agree with Susan that it wasn't always so much fun. I couldn't help being amused at my self-inflicted joy. I grumbled and started pacing the kitchen again, getting more worried at every turn. Kesha again jumped up and down bubbling with excitement. “I can do it mom!” She was starting to look a little better all the time. “Kesha you don't even have time to learn the routine, besides you’re too short.”
“Mom,” She said, “I've been listening to you and Tina practice. I can do it.” I looked down at her, contemplating the non-existent alternatives. I finally broke down and said, “Well I don't have much choice. Let’s see how you do.”
So we began rehearsing. We had only two and half hours and I was a very nervous. But much to my surprise Kesha knew every word of Tina’s part. I had my little ebullient clown. After we rehearsed a little more, I put her makeup on and we were off to the party.
When we arrived I came in as usual, skipping and honking my big horn. The children turned to see what was coming. They turned and saw Kesha and squealled, ‘Look it’s a baby clown.”
With all their excitement and energy they ran to greet and touch her. I was amazed at their response to Baby Stomper. We did the famous whose stronger, big or little clown slapstick boxing routine. I was rather surprised; our routine had never received such a response. Kesha's zealous portrayal of the amazingly strong baby clown was hilarious.
After the routine all the children chased her everywhere, around and around till she almost dropped. She then started to become the child she was. “I’m tired and hungry mom. Can I have some cake?”
The children screeched with delight when they heard Kesha. “It’s a Mama Clown,” they said of me. How right they where. A Mama clown I was. I was grateful for my enthusiastic short baby clown. She had saved my day.
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At first I didn’t recognize that Kesha’s spirit was aching to fly. Too often she screeched loudly her needs causing some of us to become numb at what she needed. Kesha stood tall and proud at her accomplishment that day. I stood humble gaining respect for Kesha's abilities at eight. My belief in Kesha at that moment was critical. She went on to play Stomper a few more times in the future and I accepted her performance proudly. The restrictions we place on ourselves and then on to our children keep us from living to the fullest. My children have a way of breaking me out of my box. I give them my humble appreciation.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Gabriella Van Rij on Uvisualeyes, talks about her book, "With all my Might"
Gabriella Van Rij has developed a unique experience in the field of communication during the last two decades with a huge capacity to adjust to different cultures while moving through many countries and many different communities. She speaks fluently 3 languages
(English, Dutch and French) and has worked with large multinationals as well as Small Businesses. She knows better than anyone the secrets of negotiations between individuals and groups.
She is a born leader able to develop real team spirit, but she is also committed to volunteer work to give her best to people in need. She looks happy, she is happy and she can make you happier
in your life by providing the ultimate gift.
About Gabriella's Book, "With All My Might"
Losing Fear, Finding Self
"Gabriella recounts her encounters with racism at school as a small dark-skinned child that compounded her fears about fitting in, identity and security" - by Gideon Polya
Book Teaser:Born Muslim, raised Catholic…
From an orphanage to diplomatic family…
From humble meals to three course dinners with silver cutlery…
Born in Pakistan, raised in Europe…
Every day having to defend myself at the school yard: “Is that blond, tall, gorgeous-looking woman picking you up really your mother?”
All of us have been spoonfed or pressured into conforming by the people closest to us. Out of the conformities, our adversities are often born. You can overcome both, become free of constraints, and become proud of your own diversity.
This book talks about conformity, adversity and diversity.
Stay true to who you are!
Be YOU and PLEASE don’t apologize
for being you!
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