“Nobody Said It Would Be Easy”

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Has anyone noticed the strength and force of the energies the last few weeks?

Or perhaps you might have noticed a change in interactions and the intensity of world events. Those changes are often easier to spot.

The astrology folks attribute it to something “squaring this or that planet” that will stay in place for a very long time. (As an Energy Worker, I tend to care more about the general reason for the energies that I’m feeling at the time, than the details of what may be creating it.)

ocean waveIn essence what most astrologers are saying is that our little boat can expect choppy waters ahead for the next year or two as we seem to be navigating through an ocean of strong, energy cross-currents more so than riding a single-direction river flowing from upstream to down.

Time to stock up on Dramamine!

In fact, the best way to plan for this extended aquatic journey is to put your life-jacket on now, secure the supplies so they don’t wash away, and learn how to bail out the boat whenever it starts getting too water-logged. Expect to be challenged in all possible ways. Learn how to handle adverse situations beforehand.divine light

Preparation is the key to success, and a good plan starts with maintaining a good attitude. Keep your energies high-frequency (love- and light-based) and power-up frequently (involves recharging yourself with Divine White Light in meditations and guided journeys).

Stay focused on positive changes in your personal life, no matter the situation that you actually find yourself in; and refuse to be deterred by those who try to weigh you down with their defeatist diatribes.

There is only ONE point you need to keep foremost in your mind now:

You are capable of doing whatever you set your mind to do—so just do it!   (This was my actual mantra slogan for many previous challenging years.)

Just lettough your own light shine through any darkness you may encounter ahead. That’s why you came—to bring light to the darkness. 

That’s why we are ALL here now—to hold our own light as high-frequency and as strongly as we can for as long as we need to do so.

You can do it.

“Tough times don’t last—tough people do.”

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The Pleasant Strangeness of Our Times

In my opinion we are living in pleasantly strange times right now. In many respects it’s hard to pinpoint what makes it seem so strange, but it may be that there is an awakening of consciousness across the globe that is no longer possible to ignore.

70's issuesI may not have noticed this consciousness change had I been born in the mid-‘80’s or later, but I’ve been around longer than that; and there is a large difference in the general awareness level of the mass populace now as opposed to the mass populace of the ‘70’s through the ‘90’s. As a collective awareness, we’ve matured considerably from those earlier attempts at relating to others who might seem “different” from us.

I’m sure the electronics age combined with the Internet connecting us all world-wide has helped many to realize that living thousands of miles apart no longer separates and defines us the way it once did.earth

Many younger people now may even consider themselves as belonging more to the Global Community than to their own regions, especially if those regions are inclined to stagnate and maintain their centuries-old manner of operation. The ability to accept and to relish positive change is a key determiner of a society’s health and advancement.

Even the mind-set of the political party in power affects the expansion of conscious awareness. Those parties who favor inclusiveness and sharing open their consciousness to new ideas and progressive agendas. Mass consciousness truly inflates during these years of advancing social agendas over the previous war-focus.

So many factors are at play in the strangeness of these present times that it is hard to point at one or two of them and say, “It’s because this happened then that was triggered, that everything changed for the better for everyone.” And the betterment of EVERYONE is the key determiner of a society’s advancement.

white peacockPersonally I think that the energies of this TIME are quite different in quality and strength than they have been throughout my earlier lifetime. I believe that those higher-frequency energies pouring in now are playing a major role in lifting human consciousness out of the combative muck and mire where they have been stuck for centuries, and hopefully into a lighter, more spiritual focus on sharing and caring about the welfare of others, with less focus on “but what’s in it for ME” in every major administrative decision.

That perceived newer focus is based on inclusion and compassion, sharing and connecting with others in new and better ways of building community and fellowship.collective consciousness

The collective consciousness change is happening—it is underway. Hopefully it can continue to expand and rise even though we are entering the American political season where inflammatory BS usually trumps truth.

But we can prevent truth erosion by keeping our own consciousness high and above that self-serving rhetoric. Be more aware of your OWN truth and maintain that luminous connection to YOUR higher knowledge. That’s where Higher Consciousness really resides.

What IS This Feeling?

Many days in early morning I sit quietly and simply tune in to the feel of the energies that are affecting me. Being kinesthetically energy-sensitive to what is happening within me, to me, or near me is an important first step to deciphering the external energy sources that might be affecting me; example being: It helps to first determine if a grumpy mood is me brooding on my stuff or if it might be something external affecting me in that manner.good feeling

Likewise this morning after opening my eyes, I immediately noticed this amazingly good feeling and thought: What IS that, and WHY do I feel this way?

To be alive in this plane of existence means that we are continually bombarded with sensory stimuli from all sides, and even more so, we are constantly engulfed in oceans of energies from the cosmos, to the earth’s magnetic field, to the variable emotional states of those around us, and to the public media with whatever focus they project that day, which are usually laden with fear and disasters.

We, in our own small energy spheres, are like little islands of stability amid seas of continual turbulence. The rougher the surrounding seas, the harder it is to keep our heads above water.

So as I sat here this morning I took just a minute to tune in to this unusual and amazing feeling of calmness, so soothing and tranquil, like floating on a crystal clear lake, gently rocking back and forth in my little boat. Not a care in the world.

What happened overnight? Did I wake up into a different world this morning?

How can I feel these wonderful, high-frequency, love and peace energies all around me that weren’t there yesterday?

Hopefully others are noticing it as well. I don’t know what happened in the night, but I believe that something shifted higher for us all.

Not knowing how long this will last or the broadness of its effect on others, I guess I’ll just sit back and enjoy it.

As counter-intuitive as it may seem in today’s chaotic world-situations, wherever you are, I hope you also are feeling these wonderful, loving energies flowing through our world right now. It’s probably the reason that I feel so optimistic about our world outcomes.

love peace symbolsI can hear a voice calling out: “May all beings be blessed with love for themselves and for all others; and may all who exist here and forevermore, know peace within their own hearts.”

May you also feel that peace within and ride these gentle waves of love and compassion flowing beneath us at present.

It feels good for a change. That’s probably why I didn’t recognize it.

So Many Questions

Seems like the older I get, the less I think I ever did know.

It isn’t that I’m losing knowledge along the way. It’s more so I’m realizing that those certainties I once felt about life in general, really weren’t. There are no genuine life certainties to be had; and life isn’t what it once seemed to be in the brashness of my youth. It’s just not that simple.

The sureties and certainties that we repeatedly tell ourselves ddelusionaily are often indicators of some deeply-guarded delusions created by the egoic mind. They are “deeply guarded” for a reason: we base every facet of our lives on those core beliefs—everything from WHAT we do, to HOW we do it, and most importantly to the WHY we do it aspect.

While this sounds a bit ridiculous to think that we are basing our lives on such serious inner fantasies, it actually means that to us they are NOT fantasies at all because we consider some of our deepest beliefs to be above intense inspection or reconsideration.

Those are the core beliefs that we aren’t going to change our opinions on without ample evidence to their flawed nature, because we’ve already invested far too much thought and emotion into them (as have our parents invested their time drilling them into us from infancy onwards).

We grew up believing in these things—being force-fed these things in some instances, and even now, those beliefs tend to bolster our mental concept of WHO we are as a person and WHAT we want (and deserve) from life—hence that’s why they are considered CORE beliefs.

To CHANGE a cobeliefsre belief is to create before us a sudden swampland-crossing where prior we had stood firmly anchored on solid psychological pavement. That fast-dissolving sense of inner solidity and environment framing, no matter how imperfect it may later be proven to be, made us sure of a purpose to our life and even provided us tangible future goals of creating a better life for ourselves and for our loved ones—i.e.: good jobs, lots of money, quick advancement, supportive families, the GOOD LIFE, etc..

You’ll recognize those swampland-crossings as unexpected illnesses, divorces, deaths, job losses, financial upheavals, addictions, assaults, betrayals, etc.—anything that suddenly shifts your perspective out of the “my life is flowing smoothly” steam of living and into sudden and complete chaos where firm-footings no longer exist.

That’s the point where your core beliefs come under the greatest inspection. If your beliefs help you through the toughest life issues without losing your sanity, they may be solid ones. If not, you will likely be searching for greater solace in a different belief system; and you’ll also be questioning whether your earlier beliefs were in fact, delusions—things you told yourself because that’s what you wanted to believe, NOT because they were true.

I can’t speak for anyone other than myself on this matter, but over the many decades of my own existence my personal beliefs have evolved—sometimes year-by-year. Learning to think for myself from college onwards was a major step in becoming my own person, rather than remaining the person that my parents or childhoquestionsod authorities tried to mold me into being.

And for many of us, that’s what “coming into our own” is all about—finding our own way rather than being told which way to choose, or how to act, or who to wed, or what to do with our lives, etc. Moving out of our parents’ and authority figure’s shadows is the most important first step that many will make toward establishing their own sense of purpose and destiny.

That being said, there are only a few guideline questions I might suggest if you are searching for the right path for you:

  • Is it a path based on love and compassion for yourself, as well as for all others?
  • Is it a path that makes you feel happy about yourself and how you spend your time? (NO GUILT allowed on this path.)
  • Is it a path that nurtures you, and gives you a deeper sense of expansion and future possibilities in THIS world, not the next one?
  • Is it a path that allows you to grow and BE who you truly are?
  • Is it a path of FREEDOM—or are you forever tied to the expectations of others?

These are a few questions that I would have found helpful to me when I was in my early twenties trying to decide on my own path to take back then.

bike of freedomIf you are so inclined, you might try them on for size and see how they feel to you in YOUR life right now.

Life is amazingly short, even if it doesn’t seem like it at the time. Find yourself (and your true calling) early and enjoy every moment of your life daily.

A Sense of Direction

compassA 360-degree pivoting-on-one-foot scan reveals a large problem: there are so many possibilities for forward movement and yet no idea which direction to choose.

Without some sense of purpose or a specific goal in mind, we may simply head out in the direction of least resistance or head in whatever direction the prevailing wind might be pushing us.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Perhaps it depends on the intention behind it.

As kids we often heard: “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

At the time, I’m sure that many of us had an answer or two that might have changed from year to year or month to month, especially depending on who asked us the question and how important to us that person was—because for certain, we didn’t want to disappoint a parent or a respected authority figure—so our answers back then were often meant to impress others and create positive feedback for us.

kids drawingsTo be a child contemplating our future possibilities for personal success and communal respect without really knowing how easy or hard it might be to do the job, was a bit like making the child’s future decision on what felt momentarily intriguing and important for career prospects, but likely left us clueless on the details of how to get there.

So our childhood future-goals changed frequently and were often tried on like vacation outfits before packing for the trip. How does this look on me? How does it feel—too confining?—Too restrictive? Will I get oohs and ahhs from those who see me? Will I be the object of mass adoration; or will I get uggs and OMGs parading around in those duds—ridiculed and pointed at for wearing the wrong thing around others?

path availableThroughout our youth, schools tried to provide a structured environment with more “realistic” goals for our future, but depending on the “career possibilities range” made available to us back then, we often felt far more limited in possibilities than we did as kids with the whole wide world stretched out before us in every direction.

I am happy to see that many of today’s youth can truly feel the future is wide-open to their every inclination for personal besting, and that a 360-degree future-career possibility is within reach for most of them.

But disadvantaged youth in impoverished communities still might not feel that optimistic and buoyant about their futures. However, compared to what future prospects might have been for them 40-50 years ago, there is still a far greater range of opportunity and dream-scape available to reach toward with a little extra outside encouragement and obstacle clearing for them.

Helping kids find a sense of direction and feel a deeper purpose to their lives is important for an enlightened society—a community that cares about the strength and stability of its membership.

How we all meet the challenges of the future depends completely on the quality of the community members stepping forward to create that future.

Let’s help all children see thesmilesir true future possibilities and not be subject to what might seem easiest at the time, or leave them vulnerable to the strength of those prevailing wind gusts.

Shifting Gears for the Climb

I first noticed it early this morning around 6:30am. Then by 9am, it became more obvious, and by 9:30am I was certain that I could tell it was actually happening: We were slowing down—time-wise. Time seemed to be passing much slower this morning than it had been previously. I’ve been doing a lot of “not-doing” lately, so I know when time is passing even slower than it did yesterday.

The closbik on hillest analogy I can manage to what is likely occurring is to compare it to the mechanics of a ten-speed bicycle as the rider approaches a steep hill. He shifts to smaller gear sprockets so the speed and energy expenditure of his feet-on-the-pedals rotations remain pretty much the same, but the sprockets that best handle hills are smaller diameter, making the bike tires do fewer revolutions—meaning, less ground is covered per foot rotation but pedaling is still fairly easy on the rider.

My assessment on this perceived time slow-down is that we were likely downshifted for the incline ahead—slowed down in motion and effort for the difficulty of the slope that we are attempting—which could be associated with consciousness ascension or just the general collective shift to a higher state of being.

I might have just blown off this perceived time discrepancy as fertile imagination today had I not noticed a similar phenomenon maybe a couple years ago—one day it was like everything around me suddenly time-dropped to a slower noticeable pace and my normally accurate internal clock went haywire with the discrepancy until I adjusted to the change.

Back then as today, the clock on the wall had hardly moved 15 minutes when my mind’s timer kept saying “This can’t be. At least an hour should have passed. How can it have only been 15 minutes?”

And it wasn’t just me noticing it back then—others noticed the same thing and wrote abike gearsbout it in their blogs. So I’m expecting this “gear-down” today to be acknowledged as well. I think we’ve just been down-geared for the difficulty of the climb ahead.

I have no idea how long the path up this steep hill might be, but hopefully the scenery at the top makes the extra effort worthwhile.

Let me know if you notice time moving slower today. It should be interesting to see if others picked up on it.

The Puzzle

I think I’ve mentioned somewhere long ago that I love putting together jigsaw puzzles—in fact, the more pieces, the better. This time of year when the snow is blowing hard and the “wind comes sweeping down the plain” as it does in Iowa, as well as Oklahoma, it provides a lot of reflection time while contemplating how many layers of clothing are necessary to simply go to the mailbox at around zero degrees.

So puzzles be my thing in the winter. They provide mental challenge and keep my fingers active searching for similarities in color, texture and shape. I think I have about 20 boxes of them now, and every winter I pull them all out, one by one, and obsess over them hour after hour until each is completed.

Then I make myself wait at least a day after puzzle completion before I crumple the pieces all together again, stuff them back into their plastic bag until next winter, and pull out another one to start. (My thing must be in the challenge, rather than the completion. I don’t linger long on accomplishments.)

I view thisIMG_5089 dismantling aspect as similar to the Tibetan Monks creating their multi-colored sand paintings. If you’ve never witnessed that amazing process of creation and dissipation, it is well worth your time.

After the monk’s reverent acknowledgement of their sand-mandala’s completion, and after adequate “beauty and unity” contemplation time, the monks then ceremoniously gather all the brightly-colored sands into a single cDSC_0167ontainer and bless the local rivers with the sand mixture that had once been their total focus and purpose for being, during those awesome hours of unified cDSC_0186reation.

Likewise, I always bless the large, plastic storage box beneath my card table with mine, at least until next year.

Why I’m mentioning this puzzle fixation again is that yesterday as I’m nearing the “last hundred pieces” point (meaning 9/10ths of puzzle completed), I was looking at the remaining vacant space in the puzzle frame and eyeing the pieces remaining to be appropriately relocated into the picture, and thinking “If Life is metaphor, what is the metaphor that I am displaying here in what I am doing?”

It was easily seen that I had left the most “difficult to determine differences” (3D) section of the puzzle to the last where there were fewer pieces to choose from, which meant greater likelihood of success in selection.

At this point, my eyes were tiring and with fewer pieces on the table, I switched to a comparison strategy with the remaining shapes—which means I put all the pieces with knobs at top and bottom, on one side of the table, and the pieces with knobs at the sides on the other. Then I lined them up in columns so my eyes could more quickly slide down each column looking for tell-tale differences in knob size and location on the piece.

Depending on the puzzle design, some have only two basic shapes: knobs at top and bottom, or knobs at the sides. Other puzzles designers have the most contorted, no-two-shapes-the-same thing going that make this type of categorizing impossible, but this puzzle allowed for comparison columns. That was my end-strategy for completion.

“How does this apply to your life?” my mind kept prodding. “What is YOUR end-strategy for completion?” (Oh, now THAT put a different twist to that life-as-metaphor-thing, didn’t it? Yes.)

My end-strategy for completion as demonstrated by this metaphorical puzzle presently under my nose:

  • Subtlety….it’s about subtle differences now—about detail and finesse—the aspects you might have overlooked before when there was too many choices.
  • Now I looked for subtle color hues and picture clarity or fuzziness per piece—individual distinction and color blends.
  • I simplified the selection comparison process—to be easier on the eyes and mind.
  • I had a specific area left to finish, so I narrowed my focus and attention to further sub-dividing the section left to work into even smaller areas until one area was completed, then I moved to another section and did the same. (That “sub-dividing and conquering” thing.)
  • I also savored the selection of the last ten pieces because I knew that what was left was the end of my time with this puzzle, so I carefully scanned the choices before reaching for a possibility. I’m more selective of friends now as well.

As I now stare down at the completed puzzle—a white-ish Bavarian castle surrounded in fall foliage, backdropped by blue mountains and baby-blue sky with puffy white clouds—all 18” x 23” of it, I think of what my friend said when she saw me about midway into it: “Why are you doing that one? It’s not very pretty. It doesn’t look very fun to do.”

And I think, well, once I start a puzzle I don’t quit until I’ve finished it. Maybe that IS the metaphor of my life here. It may not be very pretty or much fun, but it’s mine—it’s MY puzzle.

It’s really not the end-point that matters in life, since the end is pre-determined for all of us. What matters most in life is in how well we face each challenge along the way, and how we make all those seemingly-random pieces of our life fit together into a coherent picture by the end.

Life for all of us is a challenge to be accepted, deciphered and made sense of in the best way that we can.

We frame our lives in the context of not-so-random pieces brought together for a purpose. The challenge for us is in determining that IMG_5049purpose before we complete the puzzle. Hopefully we all can do that—make some sense of our own puzzles before the end. I hope you can. I’m still working on mine.

Photos by Angel Lyle, Davenport, Iowa