sunshine and moonbeams

I have a Zen alarm clock that I adore. It wakes me gently up each morning with a single melodic chime — piiiiing–timed  at intervals that are based on the sacred geometry of halves, which may or may not be the geometry of our  3-D physical hard-wiring, if it matters. Anyway, one of the reasons I love my clock so much is that it calls me gradually from my dreams and so I can experience them vividly.

Most mornings, I savor waking up slowly and magisterially. But this morning, I was having a decidedly unpleasant dream in which I was in a large two story house full of people that would soon be under attack. Everyone in the town had the choice to leave or to stay and fight, and I was all, “oh, I’m good to leave, thanks,” but I couldn’t find a way out of the house. As soldiers were bringing in all kinds of weapons and ammo, I kept looking for a door out, not anxious, but wanting to leave. Needless to say that by the time I awoke fully,  my mood matched the weather: overcast and stormy. Not my favorite way to start the day!

It was a regular morning plus I was feeling a little emotionally turbulent, plus my morning meditation felt random, then I discovered ants trying to colonize my electric toothbrush charger and had to relocate them (down the drain), queen and all. Ick! I didn’t want to move into my day without redirecting my energy and thoughts to a better feeling place because what you think about expands, and I wanted to have a pleasant day!  And then as I went about getting ready for work, very quietly, I made a plea to buddhakrishnajesus to help me find a way to feel good because I wasn’t finding it on my own.

And then, the sweetest thing happened! I walked into the bathroom, and there in the middle of the white tile floor, was a tiny gray feather. I bent to pick it up and was filled with such gratitude for the message: you’re not alone. we’re always here. In the movie of my life, this is a mystical moment with rays of silvery light shooting out of me and Jakob Dylan is playing the guitar; the air is heavy with the perfume of spring flowers, and  the gates to OZ crack open just a little bit.

We’ve all been told that our guides, angels, Aunt Winnie, will leave little tokens of their affection lying around for us to find, and find comfort in. When I found that sweet feather, I felt the sadness left over from the dream dissipate and disappear. It was a small thing, but the energy of it shifted my entire day. I love having friends in high places! Love, C

My two cents: when you place an order with the cosmic concierge, pay attention to the signs that let you know your request has been received.

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I bet a lot of people think that just because we are doing this work, directing our thoughts, focusing on what we want,etc. that it is always yippee skippy, sunshine and moonbeams with us.  Well let me tell you, and if you don’t believe me ask my daughter, I am not a morning person.  I love to sleep.  I too, have a little zen alarm on my phone that I wake up to but it always seems to ring about an hour before I would like to wake up, and I am kinda cranky more mornings than not.  But I know that I have a choice about how I want my day to go. I have the choice if I want to go from tired and cranky, to full on bitchy or not; and I very rarely choose that route.

Most mornings I hit the snooze and spend the next ten minutes before my zen chimes again to meditate, appreciate, and get myself into a happy place.  With much work, dedication and practice, I have learned that I decide how I want my day to go.  Now I didn’t say that I get to decide what is going to happen, because let’s face it nobody can do that.  I decide how I am going to feel about whatever comes my way.  How I react to what goes on out there is my choice, so in essence I decide if it’s going to be a day that’s great or a day that should have never started.

This stuff takes practice, lots of practice, everyday –until it becomes second nature.  Sometimes you just have to stop, take a breath, take a moment, rewind.  There is no right or wrong way to do this, but just know that the more conscious you are, the easier it gets.  Do I have it down? Not quite  but I’m getting close.  These days, if I start to go there to the dark place where bitchy lives, I can feel it coming and stop it before it gets too crazy. Then some days I don’t, and that’s okay too.

One of the things that has really been a life saver for me is my new fav mantra/affirmation,  Everything always works out for me. When I start to get overwhelmed or stressed out, I just start that affirmation and it’s just like taking a big yummy deep breath.  So calming, and I just know that everything is just as it is supposed to be.  That is my new personal favorite, but I think everyone needs to find something that feels right for them.  Keep it general, so the same thing can apply to different areas of your life.  It’s just easier that way, and there is not as much resistance to a general statement.

There is no one way to do any of this stuff, it is all trial and error.  Find out what works for you to get you to the place you want to be, and you will be amazed at how wonderful your life can be. xo-K

My two cents:  Be easy with yourself, and enjoy the ride.

what goes around comes around

Abraham has this thing they tell people, when they are just not getting it: “Don’t worry, it will get bigger.”  That is the good news and the bad news.  If there is something that you are truly not getting a handle on that you want to, it will become clearer, that’s helpful.  If there is a lesson that you need to learn that you are not getting, it can be like a cosmic 2×4 across your head.  Hurts, but hopefully you can move on now.

Like it or not we are all here in the earth school to learn lessons.  And you really can’t move on to third grade until you graduate from second.  We have to get what we came here to learn and there really is no time limit.  Trust me I know  it can be so annoying when we keep being put in the same position over and over again.  You wouldn’t be there if you got it, so there is a reason.

The great thing or maybe not so great thing about this, hey everything is perspective, right? is that there are clues out there all around you. Colette Baron-Reid calls these signs Cledons.  She explains that a  cledon is a message from spirit that’s delivered to you from someone or something else.

I actually heard a great story just this morning about a Cledon. A friend was over this morning picking up a few things before I left for work and she was telling me about going in for some test on her back.  She was having an MRI and was a bit nervous.  To make a longish story short, she said when she came out and went to gather her things she saw a penny on the floor.  She knew it was not there when she went in.  She and her husband have a thing that when they see money on the ground they call it Buddha money.  She knew when she saw that penny that everything was going to be okay, that she didn’t need to worry, and she was grateful for the sign.

How cool is that? We’ll get into the Cledons a bit more later, it is really interesting and they are so much fun when you see them. See the Universe really does want you to get it, and there is so much help for you out there.  Just look for it.

You also have your own built in guidance, call it intuition, gut feeling, woman’s intuition, you know what I’m talking about. It’s there for a reason, so take advantage of it. The more you use it, the stronger it becomes.

Let’s face it though, sometimes we don’t want to know things.  We don’t want to see that the guy that we are really into is no how, no WAY going to be the one.  All our friends see it, all the signs are there but we just really don’t want it to be true.  We don’t want to start all over with someone new, we don’t want it to be over, so we ignore the signs.  You can do that if you want it is a free will zone, but you can’t make something be what it is not.  No matter how hard you try.  I know it doesn’t seem fair sometimes, but actually, it is.  And the sooner you get it and see things clearly, the sooner you do finally get what you want.  xo-K

My two cents:  Invite spirit into your life, look for the signs that are all around you and let your life flow.

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I love that K and I have almost completely different schedules, it keeps things stirred up. So I was just getting out of a meeting today and was heading home so I jumped on my cell to check in with her. We got to talking about magic. How can people not get it? we laughed. I mean seriously? How can they not get that everything is connected as if by “magic”?

The first time I heard about this concept was when I read Richard Bach’s amazing novel, Illusions. That’s when I started to think that yeah, maybe the world really is magical. I mean, I always loved the idea of magic as a kid. What kid doesn’t naturally believe in  fairies and wizards and pixie dust?  I adored Samantha Stevens, her goofy Aunt Clara and wacky cousin Serena. Something about magic has always just seemed so. . .natural to me.

Imagine my delight when I started to realize just how magic our world really is. We are all connected. Our thoughts are things. Energy flows where attention goes. We are, as Edgar Allen Poe said, living “a dream within a dream.” Cool!

Cledons are a sort of magic. They are a sign “from beyond” (wherever that is) that we’re on the right track. You listen to Sylvia Browne or John Holland, or Doreen Virtue, and they’ll tell you that those feathers you keep finding, or pennies, or yellow cars that keep turning up are something to pay attention to. Pshaw! you may say. But haven’t you ever had an experience that you can’t simply rationalize away? Be honest. Never? Yeah, I didn’t think so.

I knew a woman once, at a Unity Church that I attended in Tustin, CA. Wonderful woman, rational and practical as the day is long. One day we were talking about angels, and how they just appear when they’re needed and then vanish. “I had one,” she said.  I was sooo envious. “Tell me about it,” I said. “Well,” she continued. “I was driving and was stopped at a busy street and was about to pull out to turn right. I looked left, and didn’t see anything and was about to accelerate when I looked to my right, there was an angel sitting in the passenger seat of my car.”

Now, I don’t know about you, but if an angel shows up in my car, I’m going to listen to what (s)he has to say. Angels don’t mess around. They don’t show up unless they’re on the business end of a mission from you-know-who. “Stop,” the angel said. My friend was so shocked to be given driving directions by an angel that she sat there stunned. Just then, a car that she hadn’t seen before, came screaming by at a dangerous speed. If she had pulled out, she would have been t-boned and seriously injured or even killed. It wasn’t her time, and her angel dropped in for a little practical guidance.

Angels are great allies to have around. They don’t generally show up unless you ask for them. But if you ask for them sincerely, they will show up. Or they’ll drop a penny or a feather or maneuver a bright yellow VW Beetle in your path to remind you know you’re not alone, you’re never alone. Love, C

My two cents: you’re never too old to believe in magic.

let me be your angel

I have a dear client, Celia, a single mom, special ed teacher, who among other things traveled to Africa to build homes for the Bead for Life Foundation. She made her transition last week, and she was an angel.

What does it take to be an angel?  Well, my dear friend was a good role model who led by example,  but it can be easier to make a difference than you think.  It is so easy to make eye contact and give someone a smile, allow someone to merge into traffic in front of you with a wave, just letting someone know, I see you. Some people never feel that they are really seen.  Do that little extra, give a compliment, a bit of encouragement to a friend. Even sending good thoughts to someone, a little blessing.  Tell your kids or your partner how much you love and appreciate them every day. Never miss an opportunity to spread the love.

Even being happy yourself can really rub off on someone and make them feel a little bit better.

A few years ago my sweet grandma made her transition.  I was there with her when she went, and I cried my eyes out.  After she was gone, I realized that I would never be able to talk to her, laugh with her, see her beautiful face, again.  I saw her pretty regularly, as she lived with my parents and my daughter spent time there while I was at work. As much as I saw her though, I did have some regret that I was always in such a hurry and didn’t just slow down, maybe stop and put my freaking purse down for a minute and sit to visit a bit with my Grandma. Why was I always in such a hurry, anyway?

So, I guess what I am trying to say is be kind to the people around you, give a smile to a stranger. It takes so little effort and feels so good.  Tell the people in your life that you love them. Spend time and enjoy your life, because you never know. . . .

I dedicate this little post to Celia, I always looked forward to seeing your smiling face.  xo-K

My two cents:  Open your heart and just love!

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One of my favorite movies is City of Angels. I love so much about it, but especially the idea that there are Angels. Everywhere.  I was introduced to the idea of Angels as a fact of life by a friend who entered my life about 20 years ago, stayed around for a while and then like an Angel, left when her assignment was complete.  Angels bring me comfort, and they bring me joy, and they remind me that I too, can be an emissary of the Divine. A couple of years ago, I had a friend who after a heroic battle with cancer, made her transition. She was an Angel in every way and when I think of her now, I recall the photo of her displayed at her memorial. In it, she is hiking a mountain trail, looking into the camera with a big grin and a splay-fingered wave. So full of joy, so full of love. I can recall another Angel in action: a couple of years ago, when K’s grandma was still here, I spent the night at K’s house, and so too, had her grandma because K’s parents were out of town. In the morning, I watched the sweet interaction between K and and Grandma A as K made her breakfast. The connection between them was a thing of beauty. Angels. They’re everywhere. Love, C

My two cents: each act of love is the act of a generous heart. Try as you might, you can’t give it all away.