When does it hurt enough!

I have been a minister for twelve years now and a practitioner for a bit longer than that—teaching classes, speaking on Sundays, offering workshops, seminars, and retreats.  My goal is to offer tools and skills that reflect the Science of Mind teaching to individuals so they may experience their own personal freedom.  My ego is healthy enough to believe in myself as a facilitator of good.  Sometimes I wish I could go to myself as a practitioner because of my faith, devotion to the teaching, and deep, deep conviction.  I believe and teach with all of my heart and beingness that there is no-thing outside of me that causes my reality; there is only the One and the Only acting in, through, and as me.

Having said this, I admit to my frustration and disappointment in my lack of influence on the world around me, but especially within my own spiritual community, when it comes to how long one will choose to suffer or delay reaching out for help and support.  I don’t get it.  Is this a conversation about ego; is this a lack of belief in the magnificent, potent, power that we as metaphysicians know that we can wield?

Why would one delay in reaching out for support and healing?  Are we waiting until it hurts enough? Okay, I admit that I am not a stranger to this practice.  I have had some pride in my ability to: withstand pain, be strong, or show that I can handle anything. Sound familiar?  Wow, this resembles suffering way too closely!  So I have to ask you, and I invite you to ask yourself, do you believe in suffering?  Is that what it is?  Does centuries-old conditioning still have its talons in you?  Do you take just enough?  Is it normal to always give away the biggest piece of the pie? 

As a counselor, coach, and practitioner of the healing arts working within consciousness, I have seen it over and over again: an individual will have an inkling that “something” is up, but of course, you ignore it.  It shows up as a small and annoying pain, one easy to ignore. Then over time, after ignoring it or worse, diagnosing it (which gives it an identity and power), the pain grows.  Now this person will be convinced that something is really wrong, and very possibly because of the delay, it does get worse, sometimes turning into an emergency.  What if you didn’t wait until it hurt so much; what if at the first sign of discomfort, you said to yourself: I need to pay attention here. Instead of ignoring it, what if you turned into it, talked to it, prayed on it, meditated on it, or journaled about it and then listened for your inner wisdom and guidance? WHAT IF YOU GOT AHEAD OF THE DISCOMFORT INSTEAD OF WAITING?  Just a thought!

What if you could finally turn on a button in your consciousness that says: no more! No more suffering, no more delaying my good, no more waiting for help, or taking what’s handed out.  No more!  Imagine that you approached whatever was happening in your life assertively but faithfully, knowing that you could get ahead of your pain, concern, or discord – however it showed up!

This is my plea for you to pay attention, listen deeply and carefully, and act immediately.  When it comes to healing, immediate is the only time. It is possible to respond to life’s hiccups before they grow out of control, needing medical intervention, counseling, or medication.  Yes, it is possible to interrupt old patterns with a new idea, new zest, and a new understanding of Truth, for in Truth there is all things that are for us. 

Please do not mistake immediate with an idea of emergency.  Immediate is the state of taking something on before it takes hold in your body, before you believe it to be real, and before you think that it is bigger then you.  Taking the initiative puts you in the driver’s seat and frees you from being at the mercy of anything.  You are more than your circumstance.

So, no more suffering, no more pain, no more tolerating. Instead, with faith and taking initiative, you will be activating good in all places in your life. 

I love you!

THE MOVE!

           You can’t live to my age without having made numerous difficult and life-changing decisions.  Tuesday morning’s decision to sell my home of 31 years was not the least of one of those decisions.  Goodbye 42 Riverside Drive; hello new world—ugh!  I’ve been standing on the precipice of this decision for four years.  Now, why would anyone avoid making a decision, even one this serious, that would relieve them of tremendous pressure?

           I’ll tell you why: 31 years of memories, of holidays, of my boys coming in the front door, the back door, mass numbers of sleep-overs, neighbors coming over to jump in the pool, probably a couple of hundred parties, gatherings, meetings, barbecues, and birthday parties. There are memories of blizzards and being snow-bound when we could only walk to our neighbors home to share a meal because of road closures, a fire, and a game of Scrabble because we couldn’t go anywhere.  I spent years bringing my boys to the local schools, served on the first aid squad for six years, and probably attended at least 25 years of July 4^th parades and fireworks – sometimes so devoted to it that we stood in the rain hovering in rain ponchos, under umbrellas.

You see, Florham Park is a bedroom town located just close enough to everything that matters, made up of winding tree-lined streets where kids leave their bikes on the front lawn at night without worry of theft and a place where we live with unlocked doors, trust our neighbors, and can walk the streets alone at night.

Now, that is why!  But the nature of memories is that they are not limited by or to a location. They come with me wherever I am and will live for as long as I think about them.  Of course, the thousands of photos that were taken while living here will help.

Sometimes we have to do not what makes us feel “happy” in the moment but what makes sense.  Oh, I am definitely not happy about needing to make this decision, but the beauty of the situation is this: I am no longer conflicted, which is another way of saying that I am clear and peace always follows clarity.  I can see to the other side now.  I can sense the ease that will come as I practice detachment because that is definitely what is being called for here: total detachment.  One must feel through this type of decision and lean into it, and I will. If one wants to be healthy, one must be willing to grieve and process, and I will.  And one must be willing to ask for help and support, and I have.  Mostly, I must detach and trust that my good is not an address.

Detachment sounds like such a Buddhist concept, and it is, but it is not Buddhist alone.  With each attachment to a person, a thing or an outcome, you are surrendering your power to the object of your attachment.   While attached, it can be so easy to find yourself in upset or disappointment should something interrupt your possessions or the outcome.  Anytime we invest our peace and happiness in a particular event or person, we are taking the chance of personal disaster.

This is no different for me and my home.  I have a home; I am not my home.  I have memories; I am not my memories.  When I leave, I leave intact, out from under the pressure of holding down this major responsibility which never ends when you live in a private dwelling with property. I complete my financial responsibilities and pave the way for new good, new love, new memories to come.  No, I am not happy but thank you God, I am no longer conflicted. I am ready for the adventure.  Ready to discover what’s new out there for me.  So I gather my courage, breathe a deep and fulfilling breath, take one step and then the next.  For now, that next looks like signing a contract on Sunday with the real estate company and starting to clean out and pack.  Here I go to the next chapter in my life.  Wish me luck (as if luck had anything to do with it).

Feeling blessed, I sign off and will let you know as the road opens up before me.

 

Life Can Change On A Dime – So You Better Be Ready! IS THIS FACT OR NEGATIVE THINKING?

Life can change on a dime, so you better be ready.  Is this fact or is it just negative thinking? Well, what if it is both? Let’s see….

It’s true that life can change on a dime. The weather can change rapidly; we’ve seen this in a catastrophic way over the past few years.  People do tend to die, sometimes without warning, and you are left standing with only your memories. People leave for good and not-so-good reasons, and you are not always informed. Even if you are informed, it doesn’t prevent the pain.  Jobs are lost for all sorts of reasons, sometimes when you don’t see that coming. Oh yes, and there is pregnancy—talk about a sudden life-changing experience. Or how about a diagnosis for an illness that you would never think you or your loved one would have. 

All of these things happen all the time, and there is not a darn thing that we can do about it, most often because we don’t see it coming.  I don’t think that you can argue that these are simply facts.  Am I a naysayer for saying life changes on a dime? I think not.   Life will never stop being life. Life will continue to happen all around us and to us all the time, but truthfully it happens for us, in our favor, for our good, for our growth and expansion.  For every seemingly negative, hard, personality-stretching thing that has ever happened to you, if you embraced it with grace you grew and got stronger. If you resisted, you probably felt run over by each and every event.  The difference is you and how you handled what came in your direction.

This would be a different article/conversation if I were saying to you:  Never get attached to people; they will leave on you, die on you, and disappoint you. It is better to do things on your own and not expect anything from anyone.  Everyone should move inland, because now we know we will never be safe from the storms; you’re crazy if you rebuild.  You have your mother’s/father’s genes; of course you have that horrible disease. There just ain’t nothin’ you can do about it.

Now, THAT is negative thinking.  Negative thinking comes from the filter that we look through.  Negative thinking is when we use what has affected us painfully in our lives to assess either what is happening or what might happen and to hover under a false shield of protection.  Negative thinking is the element that influences us to avoid taking chances, to avoid that next relationship, and to avoid asking for help or a raise. We avoid allowing the miracles of life to meet us upon our own doorsteps mostly because we won’t even open the door. 

Negative thinking is a habit, a pattern, a false sense of safety, and until you cast this habit from your life, you will find yourself being overrun by your own self-fulfilling prophecies.  Because you believe in a negative universe, you will feel affirmed and cocky because you saw it coming.  Really, can you see how ridiculous but how very human this is?

Soooo, you choose.  Change the filter, alter that point of view.  And as you look out of your eyes, see what is and call it good.  Good opens doors.  Good blesses and Good multiples.

 

 

Syria

             Today I had the honor of offering the invocation at the Morris County Latino Chamber of Commerce. My sweet friend, Christina Martinez, President of the Chamber, wanted to change things up a bit from the traditional prayers, and snuck me in the door.  The event was just lovely, and I was thrilled to serve.

Sitting across from me was a beautiful Latina who has served in the military for the last twenty-three years. A recent mother of sixteen-month-old twins, she is a high-ranking medic, the highest rank for an enlisted member.

While sitting there watching her and how proudly she wore this uniform, I stopped to wonder what she and the other military color guard members there to present “the colors” (meaning the flag) would think about the time that we set aside last night to Sit for Syria as a Peace Practice.  Does being in the military mean that you want war? Would I have been offending her to tell her that we are treating to keep peace so no one else would have to be harmed?

Oh the thoughts that randomly come!

The truth is I don’t want to go to war. I don’t want to send one more daughter/son, young or old, off to war.  We know too much; we are no longer ignorant or asleep at the wheel. The world knows that we cannot “fight” war.  We cannot bomb to save. We cannot resist evil and expect good. The world is more awake than ever, and we are more cohesive now than at any time in history due to technology and the ability to affect change live-time with our smartphones.

I did thank the Major Sergeant for her service, and she thanked me for my invocation.  This felt like a moment of diversity in action: one who prepares for war embracing one who prays to prevent war. 

I am always grateful to have an opportunity to see through someone else’s eyes. Today was no exception.  For the moment, I will keep doing what I do. I know that she remains safe with her children and quietly appreciate the service that our military continues to provide until the time comes when they are all trained to be peacekeepers. Now that’s a liberating thought!

                      

There's only ONE

I HEAL ALL EVIDENCE OF SEPARATION

There is One life, that life is Spirit’s life, that life is Perfect, and it is my life now.

As I allow myself to be fully absorbed into this One, all thoughts, habits and behaviors that once were anchored from a belief in separation are healed.

I guide my subconscious to heal all evidence of separation; this happens gently and thoroughly. As the false evidence is healed, my Truth is revealed.

As this healing takes place, I enjoy the fruit of this changed mind, and enjoy how this change has enriched my relationships, how I now walk fearlessly in the world, how I remember every day that no one is against me, no one.

This thought alone frees mountains of my energy to be used creatively.

Yes, today I begin to walk in the ONENESS, being fully conscious of this truth.

My gratitude runs over and I am blessed.

And So It Is!

It felt like time to pray!

Letting Life Work

My ex-husband and I were working in the Center’s office. He picked up the phone, and on the other end was our eldest son. He called to chat with us about what was currently happening; he was a bit flustered and irritated about his work. He was upset and disappointed that he had not received a raise that he felt he was due.

During this conversation, we made room for him to express his frustration for a few moments prior to asking him to slow down and get refocused. We requested that he get perfectly clear about the finished result that he desired. We asked all the clarifying questions that one would when conducting a practitioner interview and got the details needed to support his knowing.

During the phone call, which he was making from his job, his boss came to him, so of course, we had to hang up. He called us back two minutes later to let us know that his boss had just offered him a multi-dollar raise and a cash bonus which he was not expecting at all. Clearly, we were in awe of this immediate demonstration and couldn’t wait to emphasize how Life shows up when you switch your attention and get clear.

Being a teacher of metaphysics and the Science of Mind, there is nothing more that I could wish for more than having my sons experience the power of intention in all of its beauty and creative nature. Only through direct contact with this awesome power can one understand what’s possible and be in the awe of it.

If only, if only I had had someone telling me years ago to switch my attention from what’s wrong to what’s possible. If only I had had the disciplined mind to do this earlier. I was visioning the other day with a prayer partner, and the first question we asked was: What is God’s highest idea for my ministry? (This is a question that I live in all the time; it helps me stay alive.) The visual that came immediately was the image of a bullfighter. All of a sudden, I could see a stadium of onlookers as this huge and mighty bull charged at the bullfighter and his muleta (the red cape)-- and the strong, handsomely dressed, CONFIDENT bullfighter simply stepped to the side and allowed the bull to pass.

What this said to me was this: life will continue to be life – all of its inherent beauty, problems, issues and such, but my option is to masterfully step out of the way and allow it to pass me. In other words, I get to choose not to attach myself to anything that I don’t want to, to let it pass me by, to not have life’s interesting stuff run me over.

Oh, if I could have known this earlier! So the beauty of my son getting this dramatic and meaningful live-time life lesson is a gift that can’t be taught in the classroom. May you remember that you are always in choice; you always have options; and you get to live in the infinite world of possibilities.  It's called letting life work!

Love to all. It's good to be back!

      Don't you just want to say "What the *&^%?" sometimes; it is not just because I was born and raised in New Jersey, it is not just because I have a feisty, sassy attitude sometimes, it is more then that. As I have worked my entire life to be awake, aware, compassionate and loving, there are just times that I look at the humans who are co-existing around me and I have to scratch my head and say REALLY?
      Oh by the way, Happy Halloween, Happy Thanksgiving, Happy Solstice, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Yep - it has been that long. Okay, let me get back to my rant. . .
      I'm sorry, maybe it is presumptuous of me, but when I have just spent money in a store or restaurant and the individual who has taken my money doesn't look me in the eye or say thank you - I want to shout out, "REALLY."
      Of course, I could share an extremely logical and shared sense of outrage about something like the Sandy Hook Shooting in Connecticut but as grievous as that incident clearly was, it is the exception to our living time on earth. The things that I am talking about here are the things that happen day in and day out. The things that desenitize us to being more and being PRESENT.
      Being ignored, unappreciated and sometimes spoken to rudely seems to be a day to day, common place experience. And the sad thing is, often the store or restaurant owner doesn't even see it. And I want to know why not? Why are you not watching over your business and teaching your employees. In addition I can't help believing that social graces would greatly help the bottom dollar.
       I don't know, call me old-fashioned, but I LIKE manners and politeness and common courtesies and I am not apologizing for it. Oh, that's another thing that I like - apologies. Not because something someone did makes them the scum of the earth but because it acknowledges that they are aware of their impact upon you - even if it was unavoidable.
      Hell, I'm from the northeast, rude is practically a sport here, but that still doesn't make it okay. Have you ever been in Canada or just around a group of Canadians - talk about polite. They are the politest people I have ever been in the company of although it is so much though, it feels almost fake - not really - well, maybe. Ha, don't want to offend but that was my experience.
      Okay, I'm almost over it but you know me I have to end on a high note. Let's change this, let's look each other in the eye, let's get back to basic courtesies and holding doors and writing notes ON PAPER. Let's acknowledge each other for the large and the small things, let's be the change and for Pete's sake, let's teach our children well.