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Quick note: I recently had my hard drive crash and my back up, did not back up everything. I am choosing to see it as a “spring cleaning” of my computer and am reconstructing only that which is easy to get back to. I did loose all my email information. If you were or want to be in my email directory, you need to contact me. One of the services that I offer the local area is a distribution of

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Was having a truly joyous time at our book club on Monday evening, discussing the Hawkins book"Power versus Force". Not to mislead, Hawkins is not a funny book. It just seems that we are able, in this book club, to laugh at things in the most curious way. I have come to love these women because of the lightness we seem to bring out in each other. I have truly come to understand, through this book

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Went to "The Airbender" movie movie last night and found it interesting. What the movie left me with was a question – why is there always “only” one. I thought about the movie"The Matrix" in which Neo is the “only one” who can …. And now in Airbender, Aang is the “only one” who can … That then brings to mind Jesus, Buddha, and Mohammed … the “only ones” who can … As I pondered this idea what

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I have reached the light at the end of the tunnel. Most interesting about finally coming to this point in my journey, is that I realized I reached the light at the end of the tunnel first, because I looked for it, and second, because I expected to. As I have been writing about, infrequently so as not to dramatize it, I have been in this tunnel or cocoon of personal release and development and

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Don’t feel like I have anything greatly insightful to share today but do feel like I cannot leave the blog as it is.  One of the things about sharing in the blog, is that sometimes I re think what I have shared and the wisdom of it. Truly, I want to document my way through the maze we call life, as I change and attempt to become more and more aware of my sparkling, wholly acceptable self. But

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Later … June 1st I continue to write today. Since the words are here, I will continue.  This time I do want to share an insight I found in myself a few days ago. As I explained in the previous blog – please read it first as this one will not make as much sense if you have not read the Blog from June 1st. In the place of distance and lack of necessity, I find myself making mistakes and laughing

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It has been a while since I have written anything for the blog, as you can see. Life has been unfolding at a break neck pace. As I have been talking about over these blogs, I have been working with various teachings and energies, all in the effort to “awaken” and release “ego”. Well, let me say that the process of letting go of the ego and of becoming more awakened has been a very uncomfortable

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As I explore the practice of Acceptance, I am more often coming upon what I must accept simply because there is no choice present to do otherwise.  Now these opportunities (I use the word with a smile on my face) are not the simpler ones in my life.  As I face these times, I long for the simple opportunities of acceptance such as accepting the rain, accepting my more unhealthy choices like not

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Recently, at a workshop, we were asked to present writings that had affected our spiritual journey. Below is the piece that my husband, David, presented. His remembering this poem, which I wrote in 1989, gave me a chance to revisit it.  I have taken time with this poem and had to see that in its simplicity, it held so much wisdom.  This has caused me to revisit my journey now, and reflect on how

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I was recently reading an article in Oprah Magazine, March 2010 (click here and you can read it too, on line!). While reading the interview with Thich Nhat Hanh, I became aware of being present again. For me, because of what I do, I am more often present than not present. Basically because I cannot do a reading and have my mind wander at the same time.  For me, when my work “tires” me, it shows

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Since I realized there was another blog in our conversation the other day, I decided to write it immediately.  Keeping up with this blog writing is not as easy as I thought as I have demonstrated with my sporadic writing lately.  But I blog when I find something worth repeating and not so much lately, but yesterday … We were discussing the idea of Acceptance, my husband David and my friend Rita

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Language. As many of you already know, the words we use on a daily basis are so critical.  It is with our language that we create the world around us.  I do not mean the “you create your reality” idea; rather that our words reflect our thinking, and so truly give us an idea of who and what we are from the inside out.  I often say to my husband, that if people realized what I “heard” when they

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Sorry I have been gone so long. We did go on vacation and renovated the house. That led to fumes, dust and allergies; which resulted in “colds”, congestion and unwellness all around.  Life happens when you have other plans. But this morning I awoke with a Blog unfolding in my head and so here I am. We started the Meditation Series on Remembering Purpose last night and I awoke this morning

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I am on vacation now. So, if my blog entries are not as frequent, please understand. However, if another "The Gift" episode happens, trust me, I will be writing about it that day.  Enjoy the spring beginnings as we will be. I will be back sharing "my view from here" after April 2nd.

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A gift arrived yesterday morning and I was speechless. For those of you who know me, “speechless” is not usual for me, at any time. But this, this left me speechless. It was early morning; I was out feeding the birds. As I walked to the feeder near the vegetable garden, I saw something on the ground. I realized it was a pair of deer antlers. I actually thought “are those antlers?” As I walked

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I had a wonderful opportunity recently, when I was channeling, to visit our Creator’s Spark within.  I have had many wonderful experiences during channel, and this one can be included in those.  The feeling was, at first, as if I was in the protected womb; like a newly conceived baby, safe in the womb.  The feeling was whole and complete and ever so warm. Then I / We were guided to move in,

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"What truth, what light through my mind’s window breaks? It is the east, and the Holy Spirit is the sun Arise my Friend, dissolve the ego moon Who is already sick and pale with grief That thou the truth art far more great than he Oh It is the Christ Child, yes It is my Love And if I knew What I was, the brightness of my mind would shame the stars as daylight does a lamp My Mind in Heaven would

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As I was saying earlier, I am so blessed to be working with the clients I do. For often the things I hear, the questions I am asked, cause me to stop and see what I believe and why I believe it. I do not mean to harp on this belief idea. And I am not saying the same thing that I said in the last blog.  This is different, I promise. The other day, as I explained what I did to a new client, I

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There is a music, of sorts, that we unconsciously hear. It is the music of our life and it directs the steps – dance steps – that we take as we move through our life/our journey. I like to think of this “music” as coming from the various ideas and beliefs that we have stored in our minds.  As I have worked with clients this past week, I have really found myself taking a new view of the music of

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“The Ego always speaks first.” (Line 5, Verse 3, Section VI, Chapter 5, Course in Miracles) As I read this, this morning I paused and reflected on a conversation I was having with a client yesterday about channeling and the difference between our “Soul Voice” and our “ego voice”. Identifying the ego voice is critical in using intuition, as I have come to experience the use of intuition. In fact

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Continuing in the ideas of my last blog (see Feb. 21st), I had another collision between my reality and the realities of others, this morning.  Having had family around due to the death of our Aunt has brought other minds and ideas into my home. These ideas have not been part of my thinking in many years.  But interestingly, just like with the book I was reading the other day, they seemed to make

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Today, as I took quiet time alone to reflect on the many ideas and feelings that the death of our Aunt has raised, another interesting realization arrived, quite unexpectedly. I was sitting reading a lovely novel of fiction, set in turn of the century London, England.  The characters were in dire poverty, led simple lives, that gradually and rather predictably, began to fill with trauma and

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I am empty today. Is this another learning experience? Could be, but it seems so much more than that. There has been a death in our family. My husband’s Aunt has died, not unexpectedly, but it has left a vacancy in our family, nevertheless. So why am “I” empty? I am finding this difficult and yet ever so interesting. I hope this does not sound heartless, because I am certainly not that! But,

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So, my day started out like any other. I hit the snooze on the alarm once too often, and then finally left the confines of the soft and warm bed.  Working for My Self, you might think, so no problem since you are your own boss. That is true, except that I do have appointments and clients arriving and expecting to see me at a certain time.  But I digress; I do have a point to this story. My

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I do not often have the opportunity to see, really see, my life through the eyes of another. Well recently, the “ WE “ in my life created just that for me. This opportunity of looking through the eyes of another, came into my experience in the simplest of ways. We had a new friend come into our home to care for our dogs when we were away, and Voila – with her came another interesting learning

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As I have said before, I am all about the miracles! I look for them all the time.  And what I realized recently, while talking to a client, is that by calling happy coincidences – miracles – I do not take credit for the good things that happen in my life.  It is my way of acknowledging the presence of the Creator/Source in my life.  I see the orchestration of all that is in nature and then expect

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Was listening to the radio news this morning and began to hear “complications” in many different ways.  It caused me to think about how we often take something simple and make it bigger and more difficult to achieve, by complicating it.  Then, because it is now such a complicated project, a study is required, the delay is justified and even not completing it at all, is reasonable. Because of my

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Recently, I was asked this question “how do I get my power back?   And it caused me to reflect on my journey to “restoring my power”.  It is an interesting idea. First, because you have to consider that perhaps you do not have “all” of Your power and if YOU do not have all Your power, then who does and how did they get it? When I was aware of not having my power, it was more feeling like I

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We have just had another snowfall last night. Today the sun is shining and the snow is sparkling. Now, some of You may not be able to relate to this, but really what I am writing about today is the art of meditation while living and breathing – day to day. Today, as I stand outside and lean on my shovel, I am immersed in a silence that, for me, comes only with the snow.  Always, after a

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Saw the Avatar movie for the second time last night. It is impressive. I find there is a lot of violence that I have to suffer through, but I felt the need to “visit” the planet of Pandora again. Its beauty called out to me. What is most beautiful, and inspiring to me, was the harmony of connectedness on this planet. Now, I know it is a fictional place, but the possibility of that kind of

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As I study the Renard book, “Disappearance of the Universe”, I am amazed at the analogies that are used by the wise beings he is conversing with.  I find their guidance practical and wanted to share how I find it is working in my life. There is a concept, around page 280 in the book, about what is called the “scripts” that we are living our lives by.  There is the “ego script” and there is the

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I have become aware of the need for silence in my life and more importantly in my journey.  Recently I attended the Oneness Blessing Initiation Workshop here in Fredericton, and a lot of its teaching comes with silence as a requirement.  I found this difficult to say the least, but as the weekend progressed I saw the use of it as a tool that I had not considered before. As one who has meditated

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So, here I am, blogging.  Is that even a word?  I have decided this is a way to be more in touch with everyone on what I am learning and so wanting to share with each of you, and this is my method of doing that. Recently I began to wonder about the Oneness nature of us as beings.  As I study Gary Renard's book, “The Disappearance of the Universe”, more and more I understand the idea of all of

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