house of joy...

Friday night, the Captain, Goom and I went to The House of Blues on Sunset to see my boss’s band called Petty Theft, a Tom Petty cover-band. However, we had to go under the guise that it was just “dinner” because Goom had expressed a fear of live music.

Now, you might be wondering who the Captain is? Well, the Captain is my boyfriend. Yes, I have boyfriend. Saying it makes me giggle a bit. I’m still getting use to the idea but it has been unfolding in the most profound and surprising way. I feel very lucky and blessed but I will tell you more about that later. As for Goom’s fear of live music, I have no idea where it stems from but I can guess.

Back at the House of Blues Goom, the Captain and I sat down for dinner and immediately started the process of calming Goom’s live music nerves. There was a curtain dividing the space between where we were eating and where the band was going to play, which helped us ease into the situation. Soon I saw my boss and asked if he’d come over to say “Hi” in hopes it might help Goom conquer his fears.

As the band started to warm up Goom would peek through the curtain to see what was going on. Progress was being made. By the time dinner was done I was pretty sure we were going to have success. We crossed over to the other side with a few friendly nudges and a lot of loving support. Unbeknownst to me several friends from work (with their kids) were already anticipating the bands start. This helped Goom even more. Seeing other kids was proof it might not be too scary.

Before the band started, Goom ran out of the room a couple more times but with a little gentle and loving coaxing from the Captain, by the time the band took stage Goom was sitting front and center, just feet away from the stage. When my boss took stage, with blond wig, top hot and Tom Petty’s token round sunglasses, Goom sat mesmerized and didn’t move. He watched taking it all in flanked by the Captain and me.

When it was over Goom wondered when my boss was going to be on stage. He didn’t realize that he had been on stage the whole time in “disguise”. We all laughed, including my boss. After saying our good-byes we drove home with an enthusiastic Goom telling us he wanted to go see live music all the time.

The next morning Goom said, “I learned a big lesson last night. When you have a good team behind you, it is easier to be brave.”

I couldn’t think of a wiser thing to say...and how blessed are we that the Captain has become a part of our team.

change...

HERE IT IS....MY NEW LOOK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm thrilled, giddy, excited, psyched, over the moon...the list goes on and on but I'm also a little nervous.

Not everyone embraces change and we often hold too tight to things to keep them the same and end up destroying the very things we are holding on to.

Fear grips and destroys.

So tell me what are you holding on to?


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theme thursday "friend"...

To be a better friend, I've had to learn to...

along the path...

There are many spiritual exercises to build your co-creator muscles when traveling along the path; dream boards, crystal work, meditation, energy work, etc. It all leads to training the mind, listening to the heart, and clearing the path for love and true liberation.

There is also another exercise I like to call writing “as if.” In this exercise you write "as if" it has already come to pass. This is powerful stuff if your feelings match your words. Meaning, you must feel as though everything you are writing is your reality. If you are writing but feel the divide between your words and your emotions, nothing will come of it. If you feel wanting or sad or desperate or anything lower than true gratefulness and joy you are not co-creating be reinforcing what does not exist.

Last March I did this exercise and thought I’d share it with you. I often find the writing becomes stream of consciousness. Rereading it is always fascinating. The only thing I would change is I would not call myself a healer. I open channels of healing but it is up to Spirit and the individual to heal. I also find what is important to me revealing. Enjoy…

I am living a life of true liberation and I am blessed. I am healer and have a small haven, an oasis where people gather to experience peace. I have an amazing husband who also lives from a place of freedom. We are blessed with our children, love, emotional bliss, joy, travel, freedom, gratefulness, and the sun.

I am working as a healer, coach and I write. My day unfolds naturally with loving guidance from Spirit and all. I have all the money I need and want.

My husband is of substance. He is handsome and we have fantastic chemistry, a slight touch from him and I’m fully awake – this connection comes from a wonderful and healthy emotional bond where our first concern is the happiness of the other. We do not drink except wine on the rare occasion, and no smoking or drugs. We are grateful for what we have and treasure it. I know exactly what to say when he is down – with a touch, a smile, he knows he is loved and feels like the luckiest man in the world to have me (and he is) and I am the luckiest woman alive to have him.

With this beautiful life and relationship I also know that I know nothing and will listen to the guidance of Spirit in every moment of my day.

I have given up the right to ever have a successful relationship and this is where freedom presides.

The Universal power of co-creation comes from feelings of gratefulness and love.

a picture worth a thousand words...

But Goom wasn't the only one interested in the tree...

So was Izzy!


Happy December 1st...and so it begins...

much love,

i'm back...

What a wonderful experience to unplug, relax, and spend time with loved ones. On Saturday I only opened my computer to play music. The weekend was full of festivities, chili night, Thanksgiving dinner, tree decorating, and a movie. Oh and lots of sleep. Last night Goom sat at the foot of the tree and stared into it with awe and excited. There is no better gift than seeing your child's face light up with wonder.

Over the weekend, I came across this amazing little story in Autobiography of a Yogi that I had to share with you.

“After weeks without food, he would break his fast with potfuls of clabbered milk offered to him by devotees. A skeptic once determined to expose Trailanga as a charlatan. A large bucket of calcium-lime mixture, used in whitewashing walls, was placed before the swami.

‘Master,” the materialist said, in mock reverence. ‘I have brought you some clabbered milk. Please drink it.’

Trailanga unhesitatingly drank, to the last drip, the quarts of burning lime. In a few minutes the evildoer fell to the ground in agony.

‘Help, Swami, help!’ he cried. ‘I am on fire! Forgive my wicked test!’

The great yogi broke his habitual silence. ‘Scoffer,’ he said, ‘you did not realize when you offered me poison that my life is one with your own. Except for my knowledge that God is present in my stomach, as in every atom of creation, the lime would have killed me. Now that you know the divine meaning of boomerang, never again play tricks on anyone.’

The sinner, healed by Trailanga’s words, slunk feebly away.

The reversal of pain was not a result of the master’s will but of the operation of the law of justice that upholds creation’s farthest swinging orb. The functioning of the divine law is instantaneous for men of the God-realization like Trailanga; they have banished forever all thwarting crosscurrents of ego.”

I hope your past week was blessed with love and joy. It is truly the beginning of a magical season.

giving thanks...

Like so many others, I will be unplugging this week to enjoy all the Thanksgiving festivities with loved ones. I have so much to be thankful for and one of the things I am most thankful for is you. Your comments and well wishes mean the world to me. I feel so blessed to no longer be blogging in a void and to have found such an amazing community full of support and love.

Enjoy your week. Happy Thanksgiving. See you next Monday.

much love,