In a world where possibility and probability have become buzz words, where potential is highly praised yet expectation remains in question, where receiving product just on time rather than ahead of schedule is the norm ~ wouldn’t it be delicious to make room for: Most Definitely! [...]]]>

Hello Dear Ones!

In a world where possibility and probability have become buzz words, where potential is highly praised yet expectation remains in question, where receiving product just on time rather than ahead of schedule is the norm ~ wouldn’t it be delicious to make room for: Most Definitely! Why Certainly! Absolutely!

Rather than building in contingencies for problems, limitations, setbacks and just-in-case scenarios ~ resulting in a greater probability of encountering them by the very matching of that same energy ~ how be we grow, develop and come to expect the very best of everyone, the power of teamwork, and the perfection of an idea, a dream ~ and live into its fulfillment by choice and by design!

In Light and Laughter,

Marcia

Two years ago today, on the Sunday of Canada’s Victoria Day long weekend of 2009, I stepped onto the retreat grounds of Queenswood and an incredible journey began … leading me to write my first book:

It has been – and is still [...]]]>

Hello Dear Ones!

Two years ago today, on the Sunday of Canada’s Victoria Day long weekend of 2009, I stepped onto the retreat grounds of Queenswood and an incredible journey began … leading me to write my first book:

It has been – and is still – a magical journey, one in which you, Dear Reader, took an active role … as one of my dearest inspirations! That’s why I thought to stop by today to share this exciting news with you … my book has been published and is now available for sale!  You can check it out here: http://bit.ly/buspoet

And, as a tantalizing little bonus for you, a glimpse of one of my very favourite sections:

Like what you’ve read here? To learn more … here’s that link once again: http://bit.ly/buspoet

In Light and Laughter and Love,

Marcia

P.S.  Have a QR scanner? Use this:

A Year in the Life of a Bus-Traveling Poet

A friend has a deck of meditation cards. You shuffle them while considering a question you want answered or an issue or emotion you want clarified. Since yesterday’s decision to no longer wear the mask of anger (see my blog post Anger = Fear, Masked) I wanted to know where [...]]]>

Hello Dear Ones!

A friend has a deck of meditation cards. You shuffle them while considering a question you want answered or an issue or emotion you want clarified. Since yesterday’s decision to no longer wear the mask of anger (see my blog post Anger = Fear, Masked) I wanted to know where to step next – what direction to take to heal this issue further. The wording on the card was generally this:

“Forgiveness is for you and you alone.”

Forgiveness. My next step. Forgiveness. And in the way it was worded, apparently I need to forgive myself – not the Universe, God or the Divine – not the people who made the decision not to hire me. Just me: me, myself alone. Ha! Easier said than done!

I chose to dream a dream. I revelled in its potential. I did all I could to envision its unfolding, vibrating at what I felt to be peak performance at matching the way I knew I would feel -  I did feel! – taking on the new role in a new job that was custom made and right up my alley. It wasn’t an arrogance, it was a happy confidence I felt!

Then, like other dreams I dared to dream, this one was dropped, to be crushed and broken, laying on the ragged-rocks of reality. If I can’t blame someone or something, then it means I need to turn my attention to myself. Ya, like that’s an easy thing to do! Ha, once again!

How does one forgive oneself, when that self has no idea what s/he has done wrong? Thinking that sentence has the anger rising within me again – feeling the victim to a situation perceived to be beyond my control.

“Breathe. Breathe more slowly. Breathe deeply. Breathe slowly and deeper still,” that’s me talking to me as I release the anger once again.

There has to be a valuable lesson in all this for me! My dear friend, author and visionary, Cindy Teevens inspires me with her soon-to-be published book The Alchemy of Love and Joy. Cindy, through her own personal journey and life experience, teaches us ways to awaken love and joy into our lives.  Cindy, my friend, if you will forgive my pale pun … I certainly could take a page (or many) from your book regarding this very issue! It is time for me to reacquaint myself with the innate state of love and joy within me and grant myself the acceptance of this perceived disappointment as the valuable teaching tool I have chosen it to be. Then forgive myself – not for failing at anything, but for the simple fact of not recognizing sooner the opportunity of learning from the experience.

Moving from anger to acceptance and then from acceptance to forgiveness allows me the grace to move ever closer to a state of love of self and, completing the perfection of the growth, to a place of joy, magic and the marvel of physical existence. Today I am stepping into the potential of seriously forgiving myself. A much better place to be in than I was a mere two days ago …

In Light and with a tinkling glimmer of Laughter!

Marcia

Interesting that last week Mike and I wrote about “When dreams do NOT come true” in our He says/She Says post. Here’s a direct link to my take on the topic … Marcia Says … Notice I talk about being angry.

The week before, [...]]]>

Hello Dear Ones!

Interesting that last week Mike and I wrote about “When dreams do NOT come true” in our He says/She Says post. Here’s a direct link to my take on the topic … Marcia Says … Notice I talk about being angry.

The week before, tied in to a Hallowe’en theme, our joint topic was on the masks we wear. Today I’ve had a strong – very strong – inclination to connect the two: anger as a mask.

It’s easier to be angry than it is to be scared. Anger is familiar. It is within my control. I can mumble, grumble, explode, lash out, blame others and the Universe as much as I want.

Fear, on the other hand, leaves me feeling helpless, powerless, lacking in control, weak, vulnerable, even impotent.

Being angry I feel powerful, in control. Being afraid, I feel like a victim.

But the power behind the mask that is anger is still fear: pure and simple. Wearing the mask of bravado covers up my vulnerability. Appearing vulnerable is seen by myself and, from my perspective, by others as a weakness. I don’t like to be seen as less than me at my best. Those in the circle of my life rely on my strength. From my egotistical perspective, they would fall apart if I weren’t the rock and foundation of this family. Those I love dearly have needs and expectations they’ve come to count on. I do not want to lapse into any place less powerful than their needs.

So donning the mask of anger allows me to remain strong in their eyes and in my own.

And yet … though I feel powerful and in control when I wear this mask that is anger, it is all a front – literally and figuratively! My vision is distorted. It is impossible to see with clarity and my peripheral sight is non-existent. Personal features are wooden – there is no variation in facial expressions for others to read. There is no softening of the lines at the eyes and the mouth to present a laughing, caring individual to those near and dear to my heart. There is no flexibility … and the toughness of the exterior face carries down into the heart.

And worst of all, I can’t breathe. The mask covers the nose and disallows oxygen into the lungs … contaminating what air does manage to sneak through the makeshift nasal passages of the mask.

Yet to wear, with open pride, the human emotion of fear is to tell the world that I’m really and truly still a frightened little girl rather than the grown woman I purport to be. I have not let this aspect of my vulnerability show often in my lifetime and hence it is unfamiliar territory – an uncomfortable place to reside – even within my own skin. Not comfortable at all!

Though I still have no answers as to how best to deal with the darker emotions surfacing within me these last few days, I’ve realized that wearing the mask of anger is not the solution.

In Light and with a very good measure of Laughter,

Marcia

BTW: I’m still encouraging folks to watch “Being in the Vortex” by Esther Hicks … a powerful way to start and end every single day!

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Have you ever seen the newspaper comic “Hi & Lois“? The baby of the family, Trixie, ‘thinks’ thought balloons visible to the reader. The baby lets you know how very much she adores sunbeams: the magic of them, the marvel of them, the elusiveness of them …

Hello Dear Ones!

Have you ever seen the newspaper comic “Hi & Lois“? The baby of the family, Trixie, ‘thinks’ thought balloons visible to the reader. The baby lets you know how very much she adores sunbeams: the magic of them, the marvel of them, the elusiveness of them …

I got thinking of Trixie and sunbeams the other day. On my way to work I pass through a delightful path bordered on both sides with cedar bushes. The sun was rising blazingly in the east and streaming through the cedars, imprinting light onto the paved walkway before me. I actually stopped to admire the patterns portrayed so erratically, so spontaneously. Incredible artwork. Yet as I stood there mesmerized by the awesomeness of the impressions, the patterns changed: subtly, but they changed and shifted like a slow-moving kaleidoscope. It was breathtaking to watch!

Due to time constraints, I was unable to stay and observe anything further, yet as I headed to catch my bus I had an AHA moment – the play of light through cedar and the resulting beauty could be glimpsed briefly – only briefly, before there was change. The light was elusive; the pattern, impermanent.

My thoughts went to all the tangible things I have created in my lifetime: poems and stories written and kept hidden away in journal books; paintings in various stages of completion, stored in boxes; projects started and many never finished … For a good portion of those years I kept these items to myself; hoarded them, never allowing them to grow beyond my own perception. With few exceptions (the poems and short stories I shared with family and a very few close friends), it has only been during the past year that I have granted myself permission to let go of these creations … to set them free to become … well, become themselves! Writing poems and then giving those very poems to the individual who sparked the creation has become a new favourite past-time. The very first one I ever gave away, it was as though I were handing over my child to a complete stranger! It was the hardest thing to do – not to mention the potential embarrassment that this individual may not even like the poem I had written about him or her! Yet now I thoroughly enjoy the process. It has become such fun to do – both in the writing and the giving of them!

Like the sunbeam art that particular morning, I thought also of sand paintings. I was blessed to have spent some time at the Four-Corners (the only spot in the U.S.A. where 4 states converge at one single point: Utah, Arizona, New Mexico & Colorado). The Navajo peoples set up craft booths there for the tourists. Sand paintings are one of the items available, and I readily bought an incredible little 10″ x 10″ square permanent painting.

Various cultures around the world are known to use sand, mineral or crystal techniques to create amazing ‘paintings’. (Read more per Wikipedia …) The primary purpose of these ‘paintings’ is for spiritual guidance and/or healing. Any permanence given to pieces, such as the one that I bought, is always done leaving out the secret intention that is placed within the spiritual/ guided/ healing creation.

The following article on Tibetan Sand Paintings explains in detail how, when a painting’s purpose has been completed, the painting is dismantled from the outside in … drawing one’s attention:

“… to life’s impermanence and the empty nature of all phenomena (everything emerges from nothingness and returns to it).”

Many of these incredible pieces have taken hours, and some even days, to create! And once the purpose has been achieved, the piece is methodically and systematically dismantled as though it had never existed!

I almost titled today’s post: The Elusiveness of Permanence. Whether or not I hoard a creative project, it will only remain permanent as long as the sands of time allow it to exist. The winds of change will have an impact on its existence … and so its permanence becomes impermanent in the long haul.  Better that I choose to free it to fly to the highest of heights while I can watch its grace or its fall or both with the pride of knowing I put all I could into its being – my own search for spiritual guidance and inner healing.

Fly! Be free! Shazbot! (quoted from the television show ‘Mork & Mindy‘)

In Light and Laughter,

Marcia

For those of you who follow me regularly, you will likely have noticed my recent absence. I am in my second week back at working in a full-time job. My decision to take on this responsibility was based on perceived financial need. Its joyful benefits (such as the [...]]]>

Hello Dear Ones!

For those of you who follow me regularly, you will likely have noticed my recent absence. I am in my second week back at working in a full-time job. My decision to take on this responsibility was based on perceived financial need. Its joyful benefits (such as the people I am privileged to work with and the customers) have proved to be a delightful blessing.

Blessing that it is in so very many ways, life with out-of-home work is proving to be a challenge for me. Counting in the eight hours on the job five days a week, plus the prep time (I am using an alarm-clock for the first time in almost a year), plus the transportation time (I travel one hour each way by bus) … adds up to a great deal of time. All of that is time away from my husband, from my writing, from my computer, and my Twitter family.

What I have been attempting to do the past two weeks is to regain balance within myself. There is a dynamic difference between the freedom that I had, and thoroughly enjoyed, and with what I am finding I must do to exist in the working world. Such a dramatic contrast! And it has been essential for me to determine the value I place on those things that I had grown to savour during this past year of freedom. Freedom, certainly, is at the top of the list.

Recognizing those people, things and experiences that hold the most value for me and finding ways of incorporating them into my new work-life in some fashion, I am finding, is an ongoing process. The little girl in me who wants to return to a life of freedom has been voicing her temper tantrums quite audibly! She’s ready to kick and scream and yell at anyone who will listen – and those who don’t care to pay her any mind at all (including my own self!) – that she doesn’t like this new situation – not one single bit!

Yet there is also a longing that has arisen within me – a longing to be elsewhere. It has resulted in huge imbalances in my vibrational patterns. Rather than being totally satisfied with where I am and with the choice I made in what I perceived to be from a place of wisdom providing financial stability to our previously precarious life situation, I am aching to return to the life of freedom I had so enjoyed in all other aspects of my life.

The contrast between what I had and what is now before me is complex. On one hand, to have finances, I believe I need to work. On the other hand, to have my freedom, I believe I have no source of income. Beliefs are such tricky things … and dwelling on these contrasts keeps my vibrational resonances in a constant state of flux. The Divine must be thoroughly confused by now: “Marcia, what is it you truly want? What do you actually believe? What are you ready and willing to commit to in order to allow me to conspire on your behalf to provide you?”

I have been doing all I can – some days more, other days less successfully – to find ways to bring a sense of balance back into my life. It is interesting to note that my greatest obstacle has been my free time. I am home today – a week day, as I don’t ever get two-day weekends off together – and rather than getting up early and filling my hours with writing (particularly my poetry) and e-mails and Twitter, I slept in and arose antsy, restless, uncertain, incomplete … actually somewhat fearful, as though there was something I should have been doing and couldn’t remember what that something might be. It was a very odd sensation!

When I realized that I needed to grant myself permission to rest today, the decision to do so set my mind at peace.  I chose to go to Renee Luwigs’ website: An Island Perspective to gain a sense of relaxation. Envisioning myself living life on an island, basking in the sun, sauntering leisurely along a sandy beach, napping under the shade of a palm-tree … gave me, through meditation, a sense of peace in the short time I allowed myself to be in such a precious place within myself.

As Sonia Choquette (Healing with the Masters with Jennifer McLean) has been known to say, we are only a breath away from anything that causes anxiety, concern, challenge, fear … breathe into it! I just finished listening to Sonia’s interview today and I was pleased to know that the breathing that I have been doing by choice this week is the ideal, simple, and liberating exercise that she recommends. I would add one more facet that I have been incorporating into my work days – I find myself smiling so much more! Afraid? Breathe. Breathe, then smile. Uncertain? Breathe. Breathe then smile. Angry? Breathe. Breathe, then smile. Breathing and smiling creates a state of fearlessness and total relaxation!

During this Island Perspective meditation today, I again returned to the breath. I began to breathe deeply, slowly.  Allowing myself to breathe, I breathed in the luxury of the Island experience. Breathe. Breathe in the warmth of the sun. Breathe. Breathe in the sensation of toes wiggling deeply into the wet sand, feet completely disappearing, legs ending at the ankles. Breathe. Breathe in the quiet. Breathe. Breathe the body into languorous relaxation.

And in a short time – a mere half hour for the meditative journey to unfold within -  I returned in a state of balance to the here and now, rejuvenated and ready once again to make wise choices in the moment. This one half  hour  … was an incredible investment in myself! (Thanks, as always, Renee!)

Remaining in a place of balance may prove to be an ongoing process over the days and weeks ahead. It will last as a challenge for as long as I choose to allow it to evade or impede my growth – for whatever valuable lessons I may provide to myself. Though I miss my connections here immensely, I shall continue to come to this venue as often as I choose to allow myself the time and inclination. It is, after all, up to me in both the short- and the long-run … whatever value I decide to place on its impact in my life. Today the impact has extreme value – as do each of you.

Thank you for stopping by to connect!

In Light and Laughter,

Marcia

“Resistance is futile.” For those of you who are Star Trek TNG (The Next Generation) fans, you will recognize that phrase – known to be the famous line spoken by all the Borg before they assimilate your planet! The Borg are a mixed species of computer-enhanced humanoid beings [...]]]>

Hello Dear Ones!

“Resistance is futile.” For those of you who are Star Trek TNG (The Next Generation) fans, you will recognize that phrase – known to be the famous line spoken by all the Borg before they assimilate your planet! The Borg are a mixed species of computer-enhanced humanoid beings who resonate to one common consciousness and pose the threat of extinction to every culture they encounter. Each member of the Borg collective do one thing at a time based on what is best for the entire collective in that moment.

I thought of the Borg when I read the following quote that popped up in my inbox the other day:

“Instead of creating expectations of what should or should not be happening, cooperate with the form that this moment takes. Bring a ‘yes’ to the is-ness, because it’s pointless to argue if it already is. A greater intelligence is available to you when you no longer reject, deny, or ‘don’t want’ what is.”

~ Eckhart Tolle

Frightening, you say, that I would compare a Tolle quote to the Borg phrase? Here’s why: when something is happening NOW … you have a cold sore, the children are screaming, your computer just crashed, you’re stuck in traffic … and there is nothing you can do about it in this specific moment … then resistance to each fact is futile. HOW you respond to each fact … well, that you DO have control over! That’s where the difference lies. No Borg would ever consider HOW to respond to anything … (tongue firmly planted in cheek!).

The cold-sore you can medicate. The kids can be hugged or easily distracted by something pleasant. You can remember that you just backed up your computer the day before and its only today’s work that might need some revision and likely the revision will be even better than what you were scrambling to put together today. You can put on that new meditation tape while you sit idling in traffic … As the Tolle quote indicates: “Bring a ‘yes’ to the is-ness” – make each and every moment a positive experience. Accepting what is before us, making the most of each and every NOW and loving it to its maximum potential reduces the resistance. In a less resistant state, we bring more joy and fulfillment to our moments, our days, our lives. There is always a better feeling thought or action that can and will enhance our moment. Often acceptance alone (rather than resistance) is all that is required. Breathe out a contented “YES” … and your is-ness, your NOW, will fill with amazing potential.

My $0.02 worth today.

In Light and Laughter,

Marcia

If you’ve been following my writings the past few weeks, this post will make immense sense. If you have not, may I suggest that you go back and read the following brief articles when you have time:

1.) A Crisis of Spirit 2.) Kicking & Screaming 3.) Insights [...]]]>

Hello Dear Ones!

If you’ve been following my writings the past few weeks, this post will make immense sense. If you have not, may I suggest that you go back and read the following brief articles when you have time:

1.) A Crisis of Spirit
2.) Kicking & Screaming
3.) Insights from the Celestine Prophecy

The general gist of the above is about me going through a major spiritual crisis and the process of change and development that has since ensued in the weeks that followed. Yet another major life crisis arose this week resulting in a culmination of additional growth both emotionally and spiritually.

The past twelve years I have attempted to adopt a spiritual lifestyle more current with today’s new age phenomena (such as the Secret, the Law of Attraction, the counsel of Abraham, etc.). I have, however, recently realized that since the introduction of these newer philosophies, what I had innately lived all of my life – the magic and marvel of insights, inspirations and guided unfoldings – had begun absenting themselves more and more as I pursued these newer teachings.

With the additional crisis that arose this week, I have realized at my core that I no longer want to be responsible (the creator or co-creator) for the magic and unfolding of my life’s experiences. I do want to be a supportive and playful participant in all of the delicious and magical unfoldings as crafted by the Divine. Plain and simple.

Here are two quotes from Seth that express fully my desire to return to the simplicity of trust in the Divine and in the trust of my own natural relationship to life and all around me (content in [ ] is my addition):

“Now there are people who are quite involved with my ideas [insert religious or spiritual  guide of your choice] who do not know my name. There are people quite content with their lot and they do not know my name. They know themselves. They are aware of the vitality of their beings and they do not need me to tell them that they are important. The flowers and cats and trees don’t need me to tell them they are important either, and there are many people who do not need me for the same reason.

“These people recognize the vitality of their existence. They ignore the belief systems of their times. They are ancient children. They may not read philosophy, but they listen to the wind. They watch the behavior of the seasons… If you were satisfied with the nature of your existence, you would not be here. Those who are satisfied do not need my voice. They find sufficient reinforcement from the dawn and the twilight.” ~ Psychic Politics, Chapter 27.

Not certain if I would consider myself an ‘ancient child’ – though my innate Pollyanna approach to life might suggest this could, in fact, be the case – but it is certainly how I have always felt and, with the exception of the past twelve years of attempted change, this is what is natural to my inner being.

“My purpose is to remind you of your own being, to put you in touch with what you have been taught to forget. It is, shortly, spring – and stupid flowers will be growing all over the Earth! They do not need to go to gurus or psychiatrists or priests or teachers or me to say, ‘How will I manage to get one poor, puny leaf out?’ And you have within yourselves that same joyful knowledge.

“I [again, insert religious or spiritual  guide of your choice] am simply a touchstone for you, a point of energy and focus in the universe that reminds you of your own reality.” – Conversations with Seth, February 26, 1974.

It seems I have been attempting these past many years to teach myself to forget to know that which was an innate way of being. I want to return to being a ‘stupid flower‘.

This morning, I returned to the daily practice of quiet guided meditation – listening to the inner voice that ever so gently reveals pictures or actions or the names of individuals into my mind. If a name appears, I know to contact that person throughout my day today. If an action is sensed, then that is something I am wise to attend to – be it a walk, a trip to a mall (see my Celestine Prophecy post above for more on the mall :>) or maybe to consider taking that belly dancing class.  Occasionally, when I’m really in tune with Divine guidance, I might get an action shot – like a mini video in my head – of the unfolding of something that is occurring or that might occur throughout the day. When this happens, there is a sense that goes with it to direct me to some action or some inner knowing that will aide me to doing the ‘right’ thing – something guided that I have no control over yet have simply a role to play in the magical or divinely-wise unfolding of an event or situation.

I used to do this all the time! Today was the first day I have truly gone back to it with a willingness to be open to Divine guidance. It was initially less successful than I had hoped, probably because I was out of practice and my mind wandered here and there, and I think I fell asleep for a few moments. Yet I brought myself back to the exercise gently and without self-recrimination.

And I’m glad I did because I received two very clear messages – to write this post and to call the mother of a life-long friend. I’m writing this post and feeling good about it. The phone call will be made once this post has been published.

I do not need to know what benefit, if any, this post may be to one or more individuals … and it is not my purpose in writing it to know the end results … I just know I needed to share.

And I’m looking forward to the days, weeks and months ahead that will find me returning more and more to the joyous state of becoming the best ‘stupid flower‘ ever!

In Light and Laughter,

Marcia

Today’s topic came to me as my niece was driving her family (including her two-year-old son) plus Mike and I to a touristy event up-Island. All five of us (and the car-seat) crammed into what really was a four-seater vehicle. Yet we made it there and back safely [...]]]>

Hello Dear Ones!

Today’s topic came to me as my niece was driving her family (including her two-year-old son) plus Mike and I to a touristy event up-Island. All five of us (and the car-seat) crammed into what really was a four-seater vehicle. Yet we made it there and back safely in addition to having a terrific outing!

Why the topic? In my understanding of the Law of Attraction and other such subtle spiritual sciences, each of us individually, plus all of us combined in that wee car, had co-created the experience and were living out the outcome of that co-creativity. The day was glorious!

Is this always the result of interactions with the people in our lives? You may likely be screaming out a “not on your life!” Even when we attempt to live this type of life daily, there are times – moments, hours, days – when the actions and reactions of others drive us to distraction!

As a wife, mother and grandmother there are close family members with whom I interact regularly. For most of us there are also co-workers, bosses, friends, bank tellers, clerks, strangers … the list goes on of people with whom we interact as our days unfold. We all co-create with each other in ways we can not begin to perceive, let alone to conceive of having created such scenarios – be they good or be they not so very pleasant.

Do you envision your life unfolding by default – in ways that you have no control over, you merely go with the flow of whatever befalls you? Or do you, like me, recognize that you have control over what you think, how you respond, what vibration you are putting out into the world – especially to the people in your little part of it?

Whether or not you believe you do have some control in your life’s unfolding, I delight in offering you the following quote:

Relative to our children or any [one] with whom we would interact, our one dominant intention would be to give them a conscious understanding of how powerful and important and valuable and perfect they are. Every word that would come out of our mouths would be a word that would be offered with the desire to help this individual know that they are powerful. It would be a word of empowerment. We would set the Tone for upliftment and understand that everything will gravitate to that Tone if we would maintain it consistently. ~ Abraham

(Excerpted from the workshop in Chicago, IL on Saturday, July 19th, 1997 #469)

I love that quote – particularly as a grandparent – knowing I have a way of interacting with my grandsons that can support, uplift and inspire them to the greatness of their own existence and growth. Such power in that …

The quote can so simply apply to everyone with whom we come in contact throughout our day – uplifting each and every soul we meet – even, maybe even especially, the ones who have been the greatest challenge to us. After all, as I see it, we chose to co-create that scenario for the benefit of each and every one of us involved in the altercation!

Here’s another inspiring quote on the same general theme:

From The Secret Daily Teachings (by Rhonda Byrne)

When you ask for happiness and a beautiful life, ask not just for you, but for everyone. When you ask for something better, ask not just for you, but for everyone. By all means ask for abundance and health for you, but also ask for it to be given to everyone.
Can you imagine what would happen if over six billion people asked for these things for you?

And here is one more quote that exemplifies the type of life I strive to live – for myself and for all I encounter in my day:

Child of mine [or partner, or friend or boss or...], I will never do for you that which I know you can do for yourself. I will never rob you of an opportunity to show yourself your ability and talent. I will see you at all times as the capable, effective, powerful creator that you’ve come forth to be. And I will stand back as your most avid cheer-leading section. But I will not do for you that which you have intended to do for yourself. Anything you need from me, ask. I’m always here to compliment or assist. I am here to encourage your growth, not to justify my experience through you.  ~ Abraham

(Excerpted from the workshop in Seattle, WA on Sunday, July 4th, 1999 #453)

If each of us in this world were ready, willing and able to offer the best that is in us and to accept and encourage the best within everyone else – knowing that we can all achieve and create what we want in life, individually and together – then what a magical world this could be! Co-creative partnering at its peak of perfection!

In Light and Laughter,

Marcia

Mike and I just celebrated our 93rd Monthaversary (we were married in October of 2002) and we treated ourselves to a nice dinner out. Over the meal we found ourselves reliving the amazement of our wedding and honeymoon (a collection of stories in and of themselves!) and laughed [...]]]>

Hello Dear Ones!

Mike and I just celebrated our 93rd Monthaversary (we were married in October of 2002) and we treated ourselves to a nice dinner out. Over the meal we found ourselves reliving the amazement of our wedding and honeymoon (a collection of stories in and of themselves!) and laughed about the challenges that had befallen us over this same period of time.

As events of our lives arose, and with each new adventure, we couldn’t imagine how we were going to get through this situation or that challenge, this drama or that letting go of something deemed essential in the moment. In other words, there were many times when we moved from one home or city to another with at least one of us kicking and screaming and being dragged by the hair from point A to point B.

We can laugh about it now! And we did exactly that tonight. We are both so grateful that our sense of humour stayed heartily intact over the years! We have grown spiritually as well – both individually and as a couple. As a result, this latest crisis of spirit that I have recently undergone, though devastating on its own, has been less traumatic than it might have been years back. What I can say is that rather than kicking and screaming like a toddler taking a temper tantrum the way I might have, I found myself going into a place of relative quiet. There was a sense of angst without the demonstrative component to accompany it. It was a peaceful crumbling into self – rather scary, actually.

Yet the calm of my response allowed me to be more open to answers. I spoke yesterday in our He Says/She Says – Resistance: Grace under Fire post about the 7-steps to moving through a major spiritual crisis. Forgiving oneself (for me) is the toughest of them all. Each day since this major belief was uncovered, there have been moments when I still need to forgive myself for having failed myself and my Self … after all I did what I thought was best in each moment. It would be so easy to bring up issues of the past and then kick and scream about the outcome, about what I did or did not do, about my inability to allow into my life the very best that the Divine had in mind for me, and that I was unwilling or unable to accept. Forgiving myself for being so short-sighted is easier to do from a stance of acceptance rather than one of defiance and toddler-like behaviour.

As I mentioned in that same post yesterday, I am now gaining “a hopeful clarity with each new day – slowly, a breath at a time. I am making progress. The fire of resistance is gradually burning down. Like the phoenix, my potential shall rise from the ashes. There is the spark of hopeful clarity radiating out from my soul …

No kicking, screaming or other childlike behaviour from this woman – not this time. My response feels mature, wise and guided. I like the contrast. I think I may have grown up this time around …

In Light and Laughter,

Marcia