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How To Make Peace With Who You Are

Monday, October 4th, 2010

carver ed bierman 238x300 How To Make Peace With Who You AreI’m in the process of carving myself a new body.  Others call this losing weight.  However, I’ve lost weight in the past.  I always found it again.  So enough with the losing.  Now I’m carving.

I’ve carved away 18 pounds so far.  I have a long way to go, but I’ve created a journey that’s comfortable for me (no pushing myself to do more exercise than feels right now, no extreme eating plan), so I know I can stay on this road.

Part of the carving process required me to make peace with my current size.  (more…)

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Want Something? You Could Be Right On Top Of It

Wednesday, September 22nd, 2010

peekaboo fallwithme 300x178 Want Something? You Could Be Right On Top Of ItLast week, I wrote about what to do if what you want isn’t here yet.  Today, I want you to think about this question:  What if it IS here and you just can’t see it?

We bought a new mattress a year and a half ago.  It was a memory foam mattress we put on top of a sealed wood platform that Tim build.

Here But Hidden

We loved the mattress at first.  Then it began to sag.  It broke down within a few months.  We called Costco and they said they’d come and get it (you gotta love Costco), and we ordered a different mattress to replace the one that didn’t hold up.

The day the pick-up company was supposed to show up, we took the mattress off the platform to move it to the garage.  I was shocked to discover that under my side of the mattress, a huge wet spot was mildewing on the mattress and on the platform.  Tim’s side was fine.

The reason for the spot isn’t really important—but if you’re curious, I was having major night sweats during those months, and memory foam mattresses generate more body heat.  We think I basically sweated through the mattress.

For all that time, I’d been sleeping on a big, mildewed water stain.  It was less than 10 inches from me, and I couldn’t see it.  It was right there, but if you’d have asked me if I slept on a mildewed wet spot, I would have confidently told you I did not.

You Can’t See The Energy

All physical manifestations—experiences and things—exist in energy form before they take physical form.  We can’t see that energy.

Just like we can’t see the radio waves that bring us our FM stations or the waves that bring us TV and cell phone service, the energy that creates our world is there but not visible.  It’s no less real just because we can’t see it.  Radio waves are real all the way from the station to our stereos even though they don’t seem to be real to us until the music hits our ears.

Every single thing you want begins to form on an energetic plane the moment you conceive of it.  All you have to do is allow it.

It might be just inches from you, so close you could touch it if you knew it was there.  But then you start asking why what you want isn’t here.  You feel like the character, Anya, from the Buffy the Vampire TV series when she says, “I’m trying to be patient, but it’s taking too long.”

The second you ask that question … BOOM.  Your creation, which could be seconds from taking physical form, retreats back into energy.  Here but hidden.

That big wet spot has been a big deal in my life.  Every time I’m tempted to say, “Where is my …….?” I remember that spot.  I remember that what I want is RIGHT HERE.  I already have it.  I’m sleeping on it.  I’m living with it.  It’s here.

For those of you who care—I don’t have a wet spot under my mattress anymore (I checked).  The new mattress (different brand) has been great, and I’ve discovered a cool herbal supplement that has left me night-sweat-free.  And that was a creation that was in my reality on the nonphysical level far before it landed in my physical experience.

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One Habit You Must Give Up To Be Happy

Tuesday, August 31st, 2010

3616898946 14583a91db 300x199 One Habit You Must Give Up To Be HappyAbout six weeks ago, Tim took two new jobs.  Neither job is ideal—in terms of hours, money, or the work itself—but jobs are jobs, and we need income.

For the first month or so of Tim’s new 7-day a week work schedule, we struggled a little to accept our lifestyle change.  For years, we’ve worked together at home and enjoyed the freedom of setting our own hours.  It was tough to accept having a couple companies dictate our schedule.

Tim dealt with it better than I did.  He’s good at finding what Abraham-Hicks calls positive aspects (the upside of the situation), and he decided to enjoy the challenge of learning his new tasks.  He also focused on enjoying the variety of people he met. Still, even as I felt a profound sense of loss, as if I was grieving the life we’d thought we created and had to let go to deal with our present circumstances, I saw that Tim’s energy was lower than I’d seen in awhile.  He said he was okay, but his body language and manner said different.

I knew we needed to do something to shift our point of attraction.  Our vibrational frequency was lower than it needed to be to match our desires.  What could we do? (more…)

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An Easy Way To Release Resistance

Saturday, August 28th, 2010

3768591705 0530329beb 300x225 An Easy Way To Release ResistanceMy mother keeps many of her memories in a cedar chest at the end of her bed.  The trunk holds awards and clippings—I think she saved every newspaper column I ever wrote, and she has at least five copies of the first whole newspaper in which my first column appears.  The chest holds locks of hair and photographs and playbills.  And it holds some of my early artistic and literary efforts.

There’s the paper plate covered in uncooked pasta and sprayed with gold that I made in third grade.  There’s the misshapen sickly blue mug that I made in fifth grade.  There’s the stilted poetry I wrote throughout grade school, and the 20 page, 10 chapter “novel” I wrote when I was twelve (I think it started with something like “it was a dark and stormy night.”)

My mother treasures every one of these creations.  Why?  Because her only child made them.

Each of us is still the child we were when we were young enough to be making funky art projects.  Each of us is worthy of the kind of love that saves those projects.  Each of us deserves to have our creations treasured and celebrated. (more…)

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How To Always Get What You Want

Wednesday, August 25th, 2010

4516719171 b1e5d3f71d 300x199 How To Always Get What You WantYesterday, Bea left a great comment that raised an excellent question.  She said, “I was wondering how to feel good when nothing seems to be working out as desired or wanted or dreamed in life.”  I offered one way of doing this in my last post, but now I’m going to simplify it even more.

Notice that in Bea’s question, she makes a connection that we all make—or at least it’s one that I’ve always made.  She connects naturally feeling good to having things the way we want them to be.

It’s a reasonable connection.  Of course we feel good when things are working out the way we want to them to.

So how can we always have things work the way we want them to? (more…)

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What Are You Looking At?

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

50257242 d2cf4beee6 200x300 What Are You Looking At?Tim and I are in our car.  He’s driving. I’m gazing out the passenger side window.

Tim says, “Is he any good?”

“What?” I ask.

I have no idea what he’s talking about.  We haven’t been having a conversation.  We’ve been riding in silence.

“Is he any good?” Tim repeats as if hearing the question again will clear it up for me.

“Is who any good?”

“Him,” Tim waves a hand toward the windshield.

“What?  Who?” I look directly in front of the car for some invisible “him” I’m supposed to evaluate.

“The sign.” Tim waves a hand toward the windshield again.

My gaze extends further ahead.  I see a banner hanging across the road. It announces Clint Black’s upcoming performance at a nearby casino.

“Clint Black?” I ask.

Tim nods.

I give him my opinion of Clint Black, for what it’s worth, and I ask him what made him think I would have any idea what he was talking about.  He says, “I figured you were looking at what I was looking at.”

DA DUM! Did you hear that big orchestral crescendo that denotes something important? (more…)

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Reality? What Reality?

Wednesday, July 21st, 2010

4305695575 998118a52c 300x199 Reality?  What Reality?Think you can’t ignore something that’s right in front of your face?  Think again.

Last week, thanks to my reader, Mary, I watched a youtube yoga video that teaches breathing exercises and postures that help with weight loss.  Because it felt like inspired action to watch the video and because it felt easy and comfortable to write down the routine and plan to do it, I decided to start a short version of the routine.

One of the exercises in the routine is alternate nostril breathing.  This is something I used to do, and whether it helps with weight loss or not, I couldn’t say, but it is calming, and I wanted to get in the habit of doing it again. (more…)

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On Par With The Law Of Attraction

Sunday, July 18th, 2010

2683636260 8e04662487 238x300 On Par With The Law Of AttractionLouis Oosthuizen.  Ever heard of him?

Most people haven’t.

Even my golf-obsessed husband hadn’t heard of him … until this weekend.

The British Open Golf Tournament started in Scotland on Thursday and ended today.  It’s a big deal in the golf world, one of the four “majors,” (most important tournaments), and at the start of the tournament, the golf world had its focus on the big players like Tiger Woods and Phil Mickelson.

Louis Oosthuizen (pronounced west-hi-zen—the Open announcers were so unfamiliar with him they didn’t get it right) didn’t care what the rest of the world was focused on.  He was focused on winning. (more…)

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Zipped Lips

Tuesday, July 13th, 2010

zipped lips 300x177 Zipped LipsYou know the old saying … if you don’t have anything good to say, say nothing at all.

I’ve lived by that adage since my last post.

All I have to say now is that I’ll be delighted when my outer reality lines up with my inner one. (more…)

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Embracing Toddlerhood

Thursday, June 3rd, 2010

4475928223 1aec730b4f 190x300 Embracing ToddlerhoodImagine a cute little toddler who is learning to walk.  She’s gotten to a point where she can pull herself upright.  She can take herky-jerky steps, those steps that always remind me of the lurching gate of the Stay-Puff Marshmallow Man.  She can careen a few feet before she plops on her adorable tush. She does this over and over, stumbling, tripping, falling, trying again.

Tell me, would you ever, in a million years, consider screaming at this sweet child, “Get up and RUN, damn you!”?  Of course not.

But this is what we tend to do to ourselves when we’re learning a new skill.

Living in awareness of the law of attraction, using thought deliberately to align with desires, is a new skill. We weren’t taught how to do this when we were small and eager to learn (at least I wasn’t).

When it comes to focused thought, we are toddlers.

I’d forgotten that, and I was expecting of myself more than I could do.

This last weekend, I embraced my toddlerhood, and I feel so much better.

What do I mean? (more…)

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