Mystical Highways

There are moments when I think about our ability to connect with one another that it moves me to tears. For me personally, intimate connection is so important. It can be a struggle at times to interact on a surface level. 

Just contemplating how easily we can reach out and touch one another, how quickly information is shared, bringing us close together in the space of our hearts–it’s quite moving isn’t it? I’m elated to be alive in this time and space, to have a relationship to the energies that move beneath what looks like Facebook, Twitter, teleconferences, texting, etc. These are part of our ‘mundane’ world, but looking through the lens of the mystical, these are in fact energetic frequencies through which we can choose to heal and empower ourselves and others, or not. For me, they carry a means of joining heart to heart, in the space of a second. If we tune in to that energy field, we find there is much waiting to embrace us there. 

In in awe, really. In awe of the healing, the emotional release and soul companionship I’ve witnessed and experienced as I’ve learned and worked with social media and the internet. Imagine if you will, these exchanges as medians of light, highways on which we meet one another and exchange inner truths. It’s as though we are traveling an alternate reality, formed of our heart-centered connection. Words escape me, but the feeling is immense. It warms me from the core of my being as I feel the expansion of what is possible. Never in our written history have the ‘records’ and communication lines of connecting and sharing been so openly accessible. 

That’s what it’s about, isn’t it, my friends? Allowing ourselves to open, to flower from the inside out rather than depend on something in our outer world to mold us. On these invisible roadways, we are not our physical selves, but spiritual beings coming together to heal, to grow in our own truth and to honor one another. I’m feeling the fullness of that truth in my heart today. And if you’re reading this, you’re part of my circle, we’ve met somewhere on these paths of energy. I bow to you as we pass one another, or perhaps stop and share a moment of time with one another. As I close my eyes and look around this circle we’ve created together, my heart is warmed with the love  and grace that pool in its center. I say to each of you….thank you, thank you, thank you. xo 

If you haven’t yet, I invite you to visit Sacred Circle Retreats, where soul connection is offered through the mystical highway of internet. ; ) 

 

 

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What IS ‘me?’

Every time I come back here to write, I tell myself the words will all sound the same. And yet, there seems to be an unending cycle at work in my life: seeing that which is no longer ‘me’ and letting it go. It begs the question: What IS me??

I had an interesting experience today–wholly with myself. I’m taking part in an upcoming project of  ‘adopting’ LGBTQ children who are feeling unaccepted and unloved this holiday season. Our daughter is part of this community, and fortunately well loved and received within our family and her community. Many are not so blessed. Upon hearing about the project, I knew instantly I wanted to take part and so have been working on my written and spoken words. Writing has not been a challenge for me–it comes easily. There is a rhythmic flow to the words, they carry their own vibrations of love and grace. But when it came time to read out loud the words I’d written–it didn’t feel so comfortable. For one, the rhythmic flow of my writing seems painfully absent when I’m speaking. All the self-conscious triggers flow in. I was relieved to feel much more at ease reading out loud today than I did the first time I had to speak over a microphone via the web. 

What I found troubling, though, is that my beautifully written heartfelt words felt empty as I voiced them. The magic was gone. I wasn’t flustered or upset, but the Observer within took notice. What resulted was a repeated edit and re-read of my letter, taking out what felt empty–surprisingly some of the sentences that talked about love most prominently. I’ve always been able to write about the deepest feelings of love in my heart, they’re REAL. But when I try to speak them, they fall out misshapen and without emotion behind them. FEAR perhaps? ‘Fluffy’ expression? I’m not certain yet. Thus far, I’m only the Observer in this game of seeing ME.

So I wonder, if you all feel this way at times too. Sometimes I’m frustrated that I don’t just GET there–living fully authentic, feeling at ease in my skin, able to be ME. Ugh. I can feel the angst within myself. And I also know that holding on to that angst and all the feelings that go with it only gives it power to grow. So I’m looking at it. We’re standing here together, my discomfort and me. What I realize now, at this point in writing this post–is that BOTH are part of me. Seeing my discomfort, recognizing and acknowledging the angst rather than railing against it–these bring it into the light. Otherwise it remains tucked away in my shadowy places. 

This is my desire: to allow my voice to speak my truth. Not in a playground bully sort of way. I want to speak my truth with confidence, from a place of authentic expression, infused with benevolent grace and honoring myself and the Life Force present in us all. THAT’s what I want. 

 

‘Good Karma,’ Angels & Grace

Something happens when we allow ourselves to be in a space of healing, surrender and honesty with the truth that lives beneath the surface. There can be a great darkness…and yet, the light is always present. As we practice the art of allowing without becoming attached to feelings and perceptions, streams of radiance begin to shine through. At first, there are only glimpses, as the emotions that arise can be overwhelming. But as we continue to be honest, to be true to the space we’re in, it’s almost as though there is a sudden moment when the light pervades over even the darkest and most subtle shadows. 

It was a contemplative process determining just how to write this post and what to focus on: good karma, angelic presence or the showering of Grace? All three have played a role in the shift I’m feeling, and so all three will have a place in this sharing.

Angelic presence….when my 19 year old daughter was hit head on Monday evening and walked away unharmed aside from bumps and bruises. It feels to me that people toss around connection to the ‘angels’ all too easily, not really in tune with what that can mean. So I’ve held back my own effort to bring angels into my life on a regular basis. Yes, of course I believe in them…but to say things like ‘the angels protected me’ or ‘angels are all around us’ – hasn’t felt real enough to own as my truth. 

These last few months, however, it seems they WANT me to sense them, to call on them, to feel them. So when Lauren was indeed protected from what could have been a devastating accident–well, the skeptic has to take a back seat. Not only was she not seriously hurt, she was also flanked by people who took care of her during the 45 minutes it took us to get to where she was. I prayed the whole ride. And guess what? I asked the angels to surround her. They not only heard me, they responded without delay.

 ‘You have some really Good Karma.’ 

This bit requires a short back story: we purchased two vehicles just three weeks ago – one for Lauren and one for our other daughter. The search to find a car for each wasn’t easy, as teenage budgets can only support so much. Just as it was getting frustrating and discouraging–we came across not one but TWO perfect cars–both through our mechanic. Trusted, reliable, affordable. Perfect. Bought them both after a test drive and we were good to go. During this process, I got to know Mary the receptionist at the mechanic’s shop a little bit. She knew what we’d been through to find a car, and understood what a blessing it was when these two appeared seemingly ‘out of nowhere.’ She shared our devastation when I called to let them know Lauren’s car had been totaled in the crash. 

What happened next just continues the miracle. The accident was Monday night. Tuesday morning Lauren made a post on her Facebook page about being in search of a new car. Only ONE person replied. Someone who knows Lauren very well and  just thinks the world of her. A Volvo isn’t the ‘ideal’ college student vehicle, and yet once again – a trusted, reliable and affordable car was available with perfect timing. We went yesterday to drive it – and ended up buying the car.

In a conversation with Mary I shared our story. She was in awe and said something about my aura (we’ve never talked on a spiritual level) and then ‘you have some really good karma.’ The weight and truth of her statement hit me. I do! I’m a firm believer that every situation is filled with purpose and every challenge offers something positive to us. We can always ‘recover’ and often we are gifted in some way with more than what we had initially. Lauren’s car accident was a horrible experience in the moment, but aside from some panic, pain and rushing around, the outcome has been incredibly positive. Hearing Mary say these words seemed to shake me out of the melancholy I’ve been feeling. It was like a bit of light shining through….a sweet reminder from the Universe that All is Well. One that I could actually FEEL!!

Grace…all of this is the sweet flow of grace. I know it and I feel it to be so. Last week I ordered two books connected with St. Teresa of Avila. It’s her teachings that led me to Caroline Myss and a class on Mysticism. In that space I learned of the power, presence, compassion and sacredness of Grace. She has been with us all this time. I know she held me as I struggled to find my grounding. Even when I can’t feel her, I know the vision of her essence wrapped around me is real. 

I’m grateful for all we’ve been through this week. For the bond between parents and their children. For the ability to take care of Lauren as she gets back on her feet. For the abundance in our life that allows us to provide. For the Grace that awakens us from the deepest slumber of our spirits. For the gift it is to be me. 

Amen. xo 

 

Answering the Call

The magnolia trees are just beginning to bloom in Johns Creek. I’ve loved them since we moved here and I first saw them nearly 8 years ago. These are glorious white balls of softness which open and bloom into such grace and beauty. After spending some time capturing our gorgeous rose bushes in the yard, I drove to an area nearby to connect to the elegance of our Earth. Nature called, I answered. She beckoned me to walk her paths, sit in the shade and open to her splendor. So much feminine energy. Here’s just a little bit of what She offered….

 Roses in the sunshine…here in our yard. They’re just stunning this year. 

Life and beauty of the Magnolia….

The buds begin….

Bursting to bloom….

My favorite, nestled in the shade of Her branches….

Kissed by sunlight….

Supported and grounded….

She just IS. 

Until all that remains is the cone/seed pod….cradled amongst last season’s shedding leaves. 

A reflection of our own magnificence. 

So much more to share from today’s journey…until then I leave you with sweetness of the rose and grace of the Magnolia tree. xo 

Intuitive Guidance ~ Caroline Myss

I absolutely love this photo. Beauty, elegance, grace, Divinity–all wrapped into one. Today’s post is short and sweet…..sacred beauty accompanied by Divine wisdom. xo

‘Do not assume that divine guidance flows only when you are in need of help. Guidance continues to flow whether or not you have problems.
It transcends problems, heartbreaks, and traumas,
flowing through dreams and illuminations.
Whether guidance comes during times of tranquility or trauma, however,
it is up to you to have the courage to acknowledge it.’

~ Caroline Myss ~

‘Awakening to Beauty’

Spending time in Nature, attempting to ‘capture’ her beauty through my lens, I can’t help but feel that we are as the flowers, the leaves and all that is awakening just now with the advent of Spring. Each year these bits of Life begin to form, from seed to bud to full blossom. The flowers will open to the brilliance of sunlight glowingly radiating down upon them, leaves will unfurl with the gentleness of a warm breeze. Each will serve its time….until once again they fall away with the advent of autumn’s coolness. 

Is that not our journey, my friends? Fully opening ourselves to the uplifting warmth of sunshine, allowing every pore to be energized with the heat of Divine presence….eventually coming back around to the release and harvest of our efforts, preparing for hibernation and healing yet again. 

I love Irish poet John O’Donohue’s work, especially the cd series he recorded called Beauty, The Invisible Embrace. I was delighted to come across the following excerpt he wrote for the Kosmos Journal back in 2004, which seems to describe perfectly the beauty of Spring’s blossoms as well as the journey of our souls: Awakening & Surrender. That’s it, my friends…..the focus of our work on this planet and the purpose of our presence. Awaken & surrender. Enjoy. xo

Awakening to Beauty 

We live between the act of awakening and the act of surrender. Each morning we awaken to the light and the invitation to a new day in the world of time; each night we surrender to the dark to be taken to play in the world of dreams where time is no more. At birth we were awakened and emerged to become visible in the world. At death we will surrender again to the dark to become invisible. Awakening and surrender: They frame each day and each life; between them is the journey where anything can happen, the beauty and the frailty.

The human soul is hungry for beauty; we seek it everywhere — in landscape, music, art, clothes, furniture, gardening, companionship, love, religion, and in ourselves. No one would desire not to be beautiful. When we experience the Beautiful, there is a sense of homecoming. We feel most alive in the presence of the Beautiful, for it meets the needs of our soul. For a while the strain of struggle and endurance are relieved and our frailty becomes illuminated by a different light in which we come to glimpse behind the shutter of appearances the sure form of things. In the experience of beauty we awaken and surrender in the same act. We find that we slip into the Beautiful with the same ease as we slip into the seamless embrace of water; something ancient within us already trusts that this embrace will hold us.   ~ Beloved John O’Donohue, 1956-2008 

(Excerpt found on UTNE Reader)

In Search of Beauty

I’ve dreamt of this in my mind, longed for it in my heart and felt it from the depths of my soul for some time. At Christmas time the new camera I got was a gift of creativity. I’ve been waiting for Spring to show her colors so I could capture each one. And then recently my sweet soul friend Cat felt and saw my dream: spending an afternoon in the glorious grace of nature, seeking out the bounty she brings with the arrival of spring. It was indeed, like being a little girl again…stirring up some of my most favorite memories of being outside and at one with Nature. Synchronicity stepped in too, because just yesterday morning I turned back to the start of my journal to read a childhood memory I’d written….all about playing outside on the rocks, our swingset and in the grassy yard with my big sister. 

So I’m elated to share the beauty that greeted me on every corner and with nearly every step. The squirrels even played along a bit! When I look at these images, I feel something stir deep within myself. I can’t help but smile. We are blessed to be surrounded by so much grace. And yet, with the busy-ness of our days, we miss it. Today, I’m savoring it. xo

For you, Cat….

Loved these beautiful purple pansies. Something about how the colors are woven together….

And these yellow were right beside them. The sun was beginning to set….

Met a new friend….he was here as I began and also as I headed back home….

Who wanted to play Hide & Seek!

One of the last blossoms to open on this tree….perhaps she was waiting for me….

Streaming sunlight felt like Angel dust….

A little sun worship? No worries for my little friend….

Robins everywhere….singing….looking for nest materials…

This might be my favorite….stunningly beautiful….Mother Nature’s inspired art….

Spring in Her glory….

So naturally She creates Her beauty…..

Even the Pine trees join spring’s birthing process….

Life & Abundance present everywhere….how do we miss it?

Sweet Adieu my friend….

As the sun continues to set…..Grace shining through the trees….

Our guide for the journey. I realized just now – hers was the first photo I took as I began….and one of the last before going back into the house.