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Is it a wallet full of credit cards?
Is it a pocket full of money?
A piggy bank full of money?
Mommy What is Rich?
 Love Life and you are Always Rich |
 Life life and you are always rich |
In Case you haven’t heard 50 is the new 30. The great thing about being 30 again is there are mistakes you will never make again.
Take Kat Caverly (@greetums) for instance. For years she thought she couldn’t perform. Who’d she think she was? Frank Sinatra? But like most women who are coming into their wisdom years, she began to question old beliefs.
Asking the question, “is this thought (belief) even true?” is a helpful strategy. It shifts the long stagnant energy the old belief traps us in.
Here is Kat’s epiphany “today I regularly re-examine all of my beliefs.” To that I say, “Amen, halleluiah, hello freedom”.
"Is this belief even true?"
Freedom to imagine—a plan or action is one step. Execution of the plan is another step. But here is where most of us get off track: we first have to Be. Be who we really are; in touch with our Authentic Self. Our Authentic Self is never limited. We can be out of alignment, our ego self can be limiting—but never the Authentic Self.
Take a minute to name just one limiting belief—and do yourself a favor don’t pick a HUGE one. Pick one like I can’t take a picture, or I can’t sit still. And then give yourself the gift of proving yourself wrong.
Be curious. Ask, “Is this really true I can’t (fill in the blank)”. Move with your curiosity. Open. Investigate.
Spiritual practice means: asking, listening and allowing. Tether yourself to the freedom on the other side of the belief in limitation and move with spirit. Be Who you Really Are in just one instance and I promise all the other instances will change too.
I’ll say that again. Everything is Energy. Form is just the container. Energy exists in the physical and non-physical.
The energy of vitality is an example. We can feel energy in the form of vitality—vitality in our thoughts, vitality in our bodies. One form is physical and the other non-physical. Energy in the non-physical form; Peace, Blessings, Love is just a real as the physical form. We feel the effects or lack of affect of the non-physical energy more so at times than the physical.
That is why the guy who gave you the finger (of course you don’t know what you were doing that got him so upset!) can stay with you—hanging around like a dark cloud.
On the light side of energy a simple smile can make all the difference in gazillions of situations. Joy and laughter are great energetic shifts for us. Learning to play is a must for some folks—with out the joy there is no balance for the other heavier energies we experience.
Come Clean with your Energy
Most of us do not know how to be containers for Joy, Prosperity, Peace and Passion. We are not normally taught how to do this. That is what a midlife crisis is for—or a diagnosis of a scary disease—or a divorce. You name it, we all have paths to working on opening up to life’s energies.
Wayne Dyer said, “whatever you do, do not let money be an excuse”. If you are like most folks, you thought, “sure Dwayne, that is easy for you to say, you have money!”
But from the energetic point of view, this thrusts us into our interiors. Are we containers for the energy of money? What about the energy of Peace? Love? If not,what kind of unconscious energetic patterns are we interacting with that thwart us being a container?
This is a “cleaning” time of year. Together, Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur are known as the Yamim Nora’im, which means the Days of Awe in Hebrew. In English they are often referred to as the High Holy Days. During Rosh Hashanah the Jewish embark upon the serious task of examining their lives and repenting for any wrongs they have committed during the previous year. This process of repentance is called teshuvah. Coming clean is a phrase I like to use. We clean-up for our benefit, as well as another’s.
On September 23 we celebrate the Feast of Padre Pio.
When you read the writings of Padre Pio you will see his passion for each of us to be CLEAN before our God. In other words Padre Pio’s ministry was hearing peoples confession… a day of atonement if you will. To search out our hearts and forgive the past hurts.
I find Peace and comfort in taking the time to slow down and listen to the meaning of various spiritual traditions—they are all one. Using different words, but all one in the Divine Energy.
What balance in life’s energies do you need? Money may not be a concern or worry for you now; money certainly is for many folks. Look, listen and allow on this day of Peace. From the physical to the non-physical where can you open to receive, bless and allow Joy and Prosperity into your life?
Come Clean and May Peace be with you.
I am torn about flushing the Dalai Lama. Maybe I should start from the beginning.
No, I didn’t name an aquarium fish the Dalai Lama—although I think that would be a perfectly divine name for a fish. Wait, I am digressing and that isn’t the beginning.
Don't flush me!
In the beginning I signed up for twitter. Just a short while ago actually. I hung out, read tweets—didn’t do too much. My intention was to learn about twitter. There was lots of buzz about it—you know everyone was “doing it”. After I registered, everyone “doing it” turned into 6 folks I knew. 4 of them, I didn’t even know that well.
Then I realized not only was there a big learning curve with twitter, my personal techie learning curve was going to be big. I am not a techie. My assistant has to do all of the techie stuff. One assistant is hired help; she gets paid actual dollars—but the other is my hubby. My hubby likes being my techie because he thinks he builds sex credits. I let him think that, but lets keep that a secret–just between us.
So in my learning curve I noticed everyone else with any significant number of followers seemed to have a system. The systems were varied, and one thing I didn’t like: they were all designed to “get followers”. I am not a Cartesian (that is a big fancy Ph.D. word that means a follower of Rene Descartes—the philosopher. Yes he is dead. Been dead a long time now, but I am not holding that against him).
Not a Cartesian means I think if I tweet and no one hears my tweet, I still tweeted. Meaningful to me is meaningful enough. Anywho—all these other twitter systems they came with a catch. Then I found one that wouldn’t tweet commercials from me in exchange for something else. How many favors can one gal owe anyway?
Seriously, I am not willing to sell my soul or my tweets for a few lousy followers. The twitter application I like appears it would handle the business of twitter in a respectful and personal way. Not to mention I could revoke its access at any time with no lingering effects. Even Twitter itself gave it the authorization access; it had to pass some kind of review—right?
Here is what I have learned about the twitter system I thought would help with my learning curve; “very much a beta” is translation for “information we give you is very much wrong”. I want to “very much tell them” where to put their application. And no, I do not want to donate to their paypal account to support further application support. If you ask me that fine print, shouldn’t be so fine.
This is where flushing the Dali Lama comes in. In this certain twitter application you can “flush” all of the folks you are following but not following you. At first blush, I thought that sounds good. Then I realized there is a reason (or so it seemed at the time) I was following these folks in the first place.
I needed some kind of criteria to decide if I should flush anyone. So I came up with the highly educated but arbitrary criteria of dividing folks into two different categories: Those who seemed should at least give a courtesy follow (seriously, Mo Rocca, how hard would it be to follow?) and those who, well, for a variety of reasons would have a hard time following anyone.
I put the Dalai Lama into the hard time category. Not because he has “his holiness” before his name; but because he doesn’t own a phone! Well at least when I met him he didn’t have one. It’s true he could have been hiding it in all those robes, he could have for that matter, been doing all sorts of things in those robes. But he wasn’t. At least I am pretty sure he wasn’t.
I also noticed none of his posse (yes, I know that is not what they are called-it’s a joke. Take a breath would ya?) had any instruments of the wireless technology sort. I have to admit, now that I think about it I am suspicious. I mean someone had to sign him up for twitter—right?
Unless of course it is a prank and there is some little person with a Napoleon complex who is pretending to be His Holiness………..hmmm. I think I may be onto something.
So maybe I should flush the Dalai Lama after all? No. Won’t take the chance with my karma. But WangDong? Oh yea, he’s gone. So is Angela Davis. I am sure I only followed them for their names—just to, you know, see if they were the real thing.
Mo. I am on the fence with you. But I think my karma can afford it. On the other hand maybe I’ll just name a goldfish after you.
I know there are as many reasons to join twitter as there are tweets. One of my reasons to join twitter was to grow—personally that is.
Here’s an example of what I mean: man tweets (yes I know his name but I am not going to tell you) “what the hell is up with all the quotes. If you don’t have something original to say shut up”. He still has 45 characters left, but doesn’t use them.
I smiled when I read that. Yes, that thought has crossed my mind from time to time, but the tweet made me recognize it. I almost tweeted him back “I could imagine myself saying that when I have on my grumpy pants”. But we had never DM each other so I decided not to. But I do that—put on my grumpy pants some days and say things I wish I didn’t.
Instead I checked out his home page. Guess what he has done? About 4 tweets back, sure enough there is a quote! Oh man. Now I really, really want to tweet him. I notice he is a big RT’er. By the way what is the difference between a RT and a quote? Ummmm, let me think. Oh, I know, not a gal darn difference. I can feel a tweet welling up in me. Something like, “when you point the finger at someone, three fingers are pointing back to you”. or “pull your head out of your ass”. I am debating which one is more PC. But then I remembered, “I do that”: tell others not to do the same thing I do. There goes my tweet.
Did I do that?
In comes another tweet from someone who thinks she has a pithy poem about following –she DM’s that she is happy to follow you—but don’t expect to be followed back. And if you unfollow her? She says she will get bitchy! Can you believe it? I mean isn’t following folks back the golden rule on twitter? It must be,
I read it on the internet and it was written by a social media expert who used to be a realtor and just got into social media last month.
Pithy Poem Gal, I did unfollow you. Mostly because your poem scared me. I mean even on my worst days……..oh wait; I do that. I want folks to do one thing and sometimes I don’t want to reciprocate.
As far as the social media expert. Now there will never, ever be a time I claim to be one. I claim expertise in teaching about life’s energies. I have been doing it for over 25 years now. Everything, and I mean everything is energy, and form is just the container. Here in Earth School we get fixated on form. It is part of the human condition. That is why I need personal growth. Spiritual growth. It turns out twitter is perfect for that. Just like all forms of energy, what ever is happening is your growth now.
Thank you, grumpy pants man. Thank you, pithy poem gal. Thank you, social media expert.
