Humans, Star People or Something Else?

 

Why am I here?  I’ve often asked myself this question when I was getting stoned but I haven’t smoked pot in a very long time.  Now I just ask the question because I want to know why God put me on this Earth to go through all the crap I’ve lived through.

But, speaking of being stoned, did you know that just about all (maybe even all) native cultures smoked or drank some kind of plant medicine for healing or, to transport their consciousness in order to commune with who or what they called God? I don’t know about you but I find this fascinating. People have been getting high since the beginning of time.  People have also been debauched since the beginning of time. And gay. And thieves. And prostitutes.

Just read the history of the world.  Just read the Bible. It’s all there.

It makes me crazy when people say “what is this world coming to?”  I know I was a dirty, drunken slut (actually “whore” sounds more genteel, right? – I hate to offend)  in a past life but that doesn’t mean I didn’t believe in God or deserve His love.

I really need to stop digressing when I write. Sometimes it even annoys me……………..

Some would say we chose to come to Earth. Really? From where?  This just begs another question……….who are we and where are we from?

Okay, we know we’re humans – well we have human bodies anyway.

I don’t particularly feel like a human.  Humans suck – not all humans suck all of the time. But, a good majority of human sucks most of the time.

That’s been my experience. I hope yours has been better.

I have always felt like I was from “somewhere else.”  Ever since I can remember, I never felt like I belonged here. There is nothing worse than feeling out of place – especially when you’re a kid.  I covered up those feelings with a wise ass attitude but deep inside I was really hurting.  I was longing for something but I didn’t know what that something was.

I would look up at the stars and wonder what was really out there.  I was fascinated by the idea of other inhabited planets and galaxies.  My favorite show all those years ago was “Lost in Space.” It seemed perfectly normal to me to have a robot for a friend. ( but I did think that Dr. Smith was a traitorous pansy ass)

This much I know.  We all come from God or Source. We are all born of Earthly bodies. We all have a soul although our birthplace varies.  Some of us were born in other worlds or realms. Some were born on another planet or star. We were chosen to be sent to Earth or made the choice to come here to help raise the vibration of the planet.  Our purpose is to assist in illuminating other souls and to help them understand the meaning of life which, most of us are still trying to figure out.

Are you still with me or did you get the x out of here?  Okay. Good. I’m glad you stayed.

If you can accept this you must be able to accept the idea of past lives, reincarnation and ancient civilizations. How could only one planet in the whole Universe (now called Multiverse) be gifted with life?  Are we so full of our own egos that we can’t see that?  Do we not dare think so openly because of a particular religious affiliation?  If you are Jewish this doesn’t change the Old Testament stories. Nor does it change the Jesus story of the New Testament.  God is not limited or defined to Earth alone. God is God of a vast and unlimited Multiverse.  Let that penetrate for a moment or two.

Mainstream media usually depicts “extra terrestrials” (I hate that term so I am going to use the term “star people”) as being frightening and ugly. We are taught to fear that which we don’t understand. (Just wait until those UFO government files are declassified people!!!)  How else can we see these beings except as scary and manipulative if, as humans, we can’t even accept ourselves as being equal to one another?

Throughout ancient history, there are many, many examples of how the star people integrated with societies throughout the world. The biggest example that comes to mind is ancient Egypt.  Have you seen some of those hieroglyphs? Take a good look at the ones with the wings in the picture here.  You will never convince me that they are birds. The Egyptians knew how to draw birds. These, my friends, are not birds.  They are “ancient astronaut vehicles.”

Wait!

Stop!

Don’t go yet! 

I promise I took my medicine.

Just open your mind to the idea that throughout history our societies were influenced by other worldly beings.

The pyramids of Giza are positioned in a way that is more than coincidental. Three pyramids perfectly match with the stars in Orion’s belt. Even the size of the pyramids are related to the brightness of the stars. Two pyramids are identical with the third being half as high as them just as two of the stars are equally bright with the third half as bright. The pyramids are even positioned in an almost perfect line with the North Magnetic Pole.

Coincidence? Nah. This positioning of the pyramids would have required massive knowledge in science, geometry, and astronomy at the very least. How did an ancient civilization acquire such knowledge?

Ancient Egypt is only one example. Look at the ancient technology of the Mayans, the Aztecs and the Incas.

It still remains a mystery as to how Machu Picchu was built. The stones in these amazing buildings were not sealed with mortar.  The stones were cut so precisely, and wedged so closely together, that a credit card cannot be inserted between them.  Where did this technology come from? Peru is a seismically unstable country. What I find particularly fascinating is that Machu Picchu was constructed on top of two fault lines. When an earthquake occurs, the stones in the buildings are said to “dance;” that is, they bounce through the tremors and then fall back into place. Without this building method, many of the best known buildings at Machu Picchu would have collapsed long ago. Fascinating, right? How long did it take our modern architects to come up with this engineering?

Stories of intelligent beings visiting our planet from the cosmos date back to the beginning of time, and span throughout many different native cultures at various points in human history. Antiquity is filled with stories of beings, materials and flying objects that, according to modern day thinking, should not have existed. Maybe these people were just stoned. Or maybe they saw these things because they were stoned and their unconscious minds were open to receive.

This Multiverse is full of beautiful and magical mysteries. Open your eyes. Open your hearts to the possibilities.  Let go of what you’ve been taught and embrace what you feel. The possibilities are endless.  I believe we already know these mysteries but have “forgotten” them as we’ve transcended lifetimes.

This brings me to the 10 extra DNA strands we have in our body that medical science calls “junk DNA”.  No way. Our creator is way too intelligent to have left unconnected pieces inside of us.  At some point in the evolution of man, these strands served a purpose. We just don’t remember what it is. But, we are starting to remember.  We are starting to evolve as spiritual beings.

Recent information has come to light which reveals that the higher purpose of this so-called “junk DNA,” is to support a “multidimensional consciousness.”  This “consciousness” is actually our natural state of being. Realigning and reconnecting with our creator is how we can attain that state and even reconnect those DNA strands. When we are multidimensional, our physic abilities are reawakened and we develop an ability to connect on the etheric level. This is where we can live in multiple dimensions at once. We can hear, see and communicate with others in these dimensions.

Think I”m nuts yet? Ask Al.  When I come home he doesn’t ask how I am today, he asks who I am today. Sometimes I will ring the Tibetan bell outside of my door to clear the energy before I enter.  Other times, I will touch the mezuzah on my door post and kiss my fingers.

For those not born into one of the twelve tribes of Israel, the mezuzah, which is placed on doorways in Jewish homes, holds a piece of parchment containing two selections of verses (Deuteronomy 6:4-9 and Deuteronomy 11:13-21. This is the Shema prayer which expresses the unity of God. The verses start with “Hear, O Israel, the Lord is our God, the Lord is One,” and continue with the commandment to love God with all of your heart. The parchment is placed in a small encasement and affixed on doorposts of the home. The tradition in many Jewish homes is to place one’s hand on the mezuzah when passing by. Some kiss the hand that touched it.

Sometimes I just say thank you God or thank you Jesus or Mother Gaia (Mother Earth) for providing the things I need. Sometimes I thank Lord Ganesha for clearing obstacles from my path. Sometimes I thank Quan Yin for the beautiful love she brings to my heart. All of those and so much more are magnificent. Can you give me a good reason why I shouldn’t experience all of it?

The point for me is that I am all religions and all religions are in me. I am the Universe/Multiverse and the Universe/Multiverse is in me.  There are many paths to God and God has many names. For myself, I have shed the idea of defining myself to a particular religion or belief system.  I actually love learning about all paths to God; all paths to the Light. Each story is beautiful and amazing in it’s own way.  It doesn’t matter to me if I get to God by the stairs, the escalator or the elevator. I am only interested in getting there so why not experience all of the amazing ways to know and understand God?  Of those various paths, take what resonates with you and let the rest of what you don’t need or want, go. Just let it go.

We were taught that religious groups had to behave in certain ways or do certain things or you couldn’t belong to their affiliation. Says who?  Really, tell me.  Says who?  Is God actually the CEO sitting behind some great big Christian, Jewish or Hindu desk somewhere? How do we know one story is true and another is not? That one way is the path to salvation and the other is the path to some kind of hell? Did God actually cite all of the individual “laws” or “rules” that each religion has?  Tell me. Show me.

Many say that the Bible is God’s Word. Perhaps it is but it is also full of contradictions.  God didn’t actually write the Bible, print it out and send it to each individual in the world by UPS. (I have nothing against Fed Ex , btw)  It was humans professing to hear the Word of God who actually wrote the Bible. How do we know they heard God correctly?  How do we know that they correctly interpreted what God was saying to them?

Did you ever think that maybe Adam and Eve looked like apes, thereby giving us the story of creation in both the biblical and scientific sense?  Perhaps they were ape like. Perhaps God gave them fur because they didn’t have clothes. Can science and religion both be right?

Did you ever wonder why in the Old Testament God was portrayed as a “vengeful and jealous God” and then one day he just changed His mind? Just like that He went from extreme vengeance by  proclaiming “an eye for an eye” to espousing “love the neighbor”?  If that resonates with you that’s okay but it doesn’t resonate with me. I believe there is much, much more to the story. I believe there are things that we will never understand as long as we walk on this Earth. I also believe that star people are somehow involved in the whole mystery. Call me crazy. It wouldn’t be the first time and I’m sure it won’t be the last. 🙂

In my opinion, we can’t rely on another person’s experience of religion or beliefs. We have to find out for ourselves.  Why don’t we let ourselves experience this freely?   The reason? Fear.  Fear is what keeps us tied to a certain belief system. Fear that if we don’t follow what we were taught then something bad will happen to us and we will not be in communion with God. Well, guess what people…….God is inside each and every one of us and if you look for the light you will find it.  The light will illuminate your path as you walk it and you will begin to understand your own personal truth. You will come to know how you were evolved. where you came from and possibly, if you listen closely enough, where you’re going.

 

Love,

Dana

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Standing in My Spiritual Truth

Trying to stand in spiritual truth isn’t easy. Do you know how many times I’ve scrapped this blog and started a new one?  Getting back to writing after being away for almost a year is difficult – especially because I don’t know what to say to you after I made the last apology for my absence.

I’m not making an excuse for being away. I like to think of it as more of an explanation.  Writing this blog, I found myself trying to work more for others by pushing myself to put out more information, only to have situation after situation arise in my life to slow me down and keep me from having the time to do the things I wanted.  I began to feel like I was a slave to the blog and I became resentful every time someone asked when I would be producing the next piece. The more I felt that way, the more I resisted writing it.

Eventually I took the hint and realized that working on myself is more important than anything else. Sharing the observations and what I had learned would help people more than just working hard trying to think of content that would be both interesting and humorous for people.  I created this imbalance in myself with the self-induced pressure to be “live” even when I wasn’t in the highest integrity. Writing was making me angry, anxious and resentful. How’s that for honesty?

When I started writing this blog I intended it to be about my spiritual journey so I feel like it’s important for you to know that these “leaves of absences” I have taken have been part of that journey. What I realized was, that parts of my journey were not necessarily going to be unfold in time for me to write about them every few weeks. I didn’t want to make things up just to put content on a page and call it good. I want what I give you to be honest and real.  That’s just me standing in my truth.

Forcing myself to write about something every couple of weeks just wasn’t working for me. Sometimes there is a flurry of spiritual activity in my life and I can find a million things to write about. Other times, my guides just want me in quiet contemplation. On days like those, I couldn’t raise Abraham Lincoln in a séance even if someone gave me a $1,000 Nordstrom gift card. (I would head for the shoe department)

Spirit is constantly making “adjustments” in my life. Some of these I can share with you and others I just can’t. No, I’m not afraid or embarrassed to share. Hell no.  It’s just that many of these situations involve other people who have been sent to me for help and I don’t intend for this blog to be a rag mag.

It has always been my opinion, (and we all know that I have a hard time keeping my opinions to myself) that if someone is serving as a spiritual teacher, then that person should be able to share their own reality and learning experiences rather than to copy and share other people’s experiences.  I didn’t want to be that “fake” person. Sure, I could make stuff up and keep you entertained but that’s not what I wanted. I wanted my experiences to be truthful and hopefully be of value to you in some way.

As the “spiritual revolution” broadens, and things like reiki healing, crystal healing and energy work become more popular, I find that more and more people are just jumping on the band wagon to make a buck. Even though I’m Jewish, far be it from me to be judgmental but seriously, this bugs the crap out of me.

It’s not enough to just say you are gifted or are a healer. Anyone can call themselves a reader, reiki practitioner or crystal healer.  Sure it’s easier to just play a role than it is to BE who you say you are.  To really stand in integrity you have to BE THE GIFT in service to others. This isn’t a 9 – 5 job. It’s a way of life and you’re on call 24/7.  And helping someone else 24/7 has been a priority for me this last year. It’s kind of amazing the things you can learn about yourself from a four year old stranger.  God shows up in your life in many forms.

I believe that anyone can do any kind of energy work.  We all have the gift. But, there is a right way and a wrong way to go about it. Again, not judging, I’m just standing in my own truth.  At the end of the day if you’re selling spirituality as a lie because you never took the time to actually start the journey and do the work well then, you aren’t going to be released from the 3d (3rd dimension) reality anytime soon.  You see, God, the Universe, Source, whatever you call “It” knows your true heart. Besides, you can only hide from yourself for so long. Plus, I wouldn’t want to be you when Karma comes knocking on your door. Lying to people and pretending to be something you’re not when someone is genuinely seeking your help, is really bad juju.

One of the traps that I always try to avoid getting into is doing the complete opposite in my own life than those things that I teach.  Unfortunately, as long as we live in this 3d world this is not going to be easy for me or anyone else.  It’s hard for me to keep my big Jewish mouth shut. I know this about myself and embrace it. Sometimes things come out of my mouth before my brain even processes it.  But, if I do call someone a dickhead or give them the finger, I don’t need someone to point out my shortcomings.  I can already see them for myself. And the moment those nasty words are out of my mouth or my finger is in someone’s face, I’m already working on trying to control those behaviors so I don’t do it next time.  I’ll let you know when (if) I succeed. Ha.

I do have moments when I float from 3d to 5d and those moments are coming more and more. If you think I’m bat shit crazy well, all I can say is that I’m in good company.  Science has proven that our Universe is actually a Multiverse. Check out String Theory and Quantum Mechanics. Mind blown.  Please just don’t ask me to explain it.  Math class wasn’t my favorite. I was too busy writing my really, really, really mean math teacher’s obituary for a journalism class assignment.  Oy, was she pissed when she found out. Journalism teacher was a snitch. Science class wasn’t much better.  One of the more knowledgeable teachers I had would float a rubber ducky in his petri dish for our amusement.  That’s what happens when you go to public school.

Anyway…………….

I spend more and more time in pursuit of the esoteric; of the unknown, of spirit. I dance to the beat of my own drum and I’m perfectly happy with that.

I don’t want to be one of those so called spiritual teachers who treat others badly while preaching unconditional love and forgiveness from the other side of my mouth. I don’t want to be that person who doesn’t take responsibility for my own actions.  And if I do screw up, I want to be able to find the grace to recognize my mistakes and not repeat them without a bookcase falling on my head. Not an easy balance in this 3d world.

I also came to realize that being distracted with too much 3d will keep me rooted in 3d. We all will get to 5d at our own pace, but what I have learned is that I will get there much faster by focusing on 5d and focusing on myself first and sharing my own experiences rather than “performing” for others out of spiritual and metaphysical entertainment.

Thinking that you will attain enlightenment and transit into 5d simply because you are working in service is an illusion. Enlightenment is within the heart and can only be achieved through self-love and respect; by always standing in your own truth. It involves removing blocks and integrating traumatized shards of our soul that have separated from the truth and light. When you do the work, you suddenly “get it,” and you can then share that truth.

When you “get it”, your thoughts and actions seem to ooze truth and you become a shining beacon of light. You strive to treat others as if they were you.  Hmmm…..maybe Christ did have a point with that whole “love your neighbor” thing.

You can no longer be triggered (as much – lol) and if you are triggered, you forgive and strive to keep going, learning each time how to react a different way. And, sometimes you just have to remove yourself from those who are not willing to work on their own projections.

You cannot enter 5d without mastering 3d. Mastering 3d means to be in a stillness within your heart, and that ironically means spending time with yourself and facing all that is not in alignment with love. It can be ugly because it means being truthful with yourself. It’s the most difficult task we can do, and just when we think that we are there, we will have an experience showing us just how much work we still need to do. The work continues until we merge with God once again.

Become who you really are, not what you think others want you to be, and you will draw just the right people into your reality that will support your personal timeline shift as well as contribute to the collective consciousness.

So to sum this all up for you if your head is spinning. Here are the Cliff’s Notes.

 

I’m writing again.

I can’t promise how often I will write.

If you can’t hang with that then you are not supposed to learn from me – I’m cool with that.

I’ve changed this blog site to more of a website and hope to do some interesting things in the future. Right now it’s a work in progress.

I’ve decided to do readings and healings from this site. I can do these in person, by telephone or by video chat. Please click on the “Readings and Healings” heading at the top of the site and then “Contact Me” to make an appointment.

I have created a Facebook Page called Cup of Kismet which will link back to this website.  I will make postings there regularly.

My guides told me this would work much better for me because I can still reach people with my thoughts and inspirations without having to constantly write an entire blog post.

Please feel free to comment or ask a question on any post.  I would love if you would share.

I would appreciate if you wouldn’t soft sell your services on my Facebook page but if you find a great shoe sale, please feel free to share!

If you are a reader, healer, artist, etc., please contact me privately.  I would love to promote you.   We are all unique at what we do. There is enough abundance in the Universe for all to prosper!

And last, I know you all miss me writing about my husband, Al.  He’s finally using the email address I created for him a few years ago. He still has trouble with forwarding and photo sharing so he tells everyone to text their pics to me. It really lowers my vibration seeing dead deer pics, building project photos, or rashes in strange places on my phone. I try not to look. I give him my phone so he can look at the pictures and then I hit delete.

On a positive note, Al would be proud to tell you that not only has he figured the app out all by himself but he has over 500 followers on Pinterest. His pins are a combination of Martha Stewart, Jeremiah Johnson and Doomsday Preppers. He keeps things interesting.

 

Love,

Dana

 

The Shadow Self: Loving Your Anger

“The shadow, said celebrated Swiss psychiatrist C.G. Jung,  is the unknown dark side of our personality. It is dark because it tends to predominantly consist of primitive or negative low based human emotions and impulses such as selfishness, greed, envy, anger or jealousy.” (sounds like a day at my office)

Due to the unenlightened nature of the shadow, these things are completely obscured from our consciousness.

Whatever we feel is evil, inferior or unacceptable and deny in ourselves, becomes part of the shadow; the counterpoint to what Jung called the persona or conscious ego personality.

The Freudian defense mechanism known as “projection” is how most people deny their shadow, unconsciously casting it onto others so as to avoid confronting it in oneself. Such projection of the shadow is engaged in not only by individuals but by groups, cults, religions, and other situations  in which the outsider, enemy or adversary is made a scapegoat, dehumanized, and demonized.  Sort of  what I like to call The Jewish Inquisition – the she-devil emerging from my grandmother when I would try to pass my Christian boyfriends off as nice Jewish boys. Oh how I loved to torment her.  My shadow and I were always well acquainted.

The shadow is most destructive, insidious and dangerous when habitually repressed and projected, manifesting in a myriad of psychological disturbances ranging from neurosis to psychosis, irrational interpersonal hostility, and even cataclysmic international clashes.

Wow, that sounds like Donald Trump, doesn’t it? No worries for Trump lovers though. I’m an equal opportunity hater. Trump may be psychotic but Hillary is insidious.  Hey, do you think she’s getting any? I doubt it. Maybe someone really needs to grab HER by the *****. You gotta know that Bill isn’t doing it. Crap, I promised my guides I wasn’t going to go there.   Sorry, my shadow made me do it!

(You know, originally writing this I actually used the word “pussy”. I realize it’s crude and all that but we’re all adults here.  I decided to use the ***** because I didn’t want people choking on their coffee. You’re welcome but it is what it is!)

The shadow or “shadow aspect” are those things about ourselves that we are not fully conscious of. Under this broad definition, such things may be positive or negative. However, generally the reason we are not conscious of such things is because they are the least desirable aspects of our personality.

So why open that can of worms?

To grow and learn more about ourselves.

If we don’t become intimate with our shadow it can control us and we can lose ourselves in its darkness.

From a spiritual perspective, to engage in shadow work is to encounter the shadow, confront it, understand how that bad boy operates, find its origins, accept it and assimilate into our conscious lives. This process helps to free us from destructive or self-sabotaging behaviors. It helps us come to terms with major life transitions, regain our confidence and grow.

The shadow is meant to be understood figuratively. It is not an evil inside of you or a split of your personality.  And I don’t care what my husband says – it’s not hormonal either.  There is nothing wrong with you. It is part of the human experience.

“Shadow work is a process of psychological integration by which we take greater responsibility for ourselves and our actions to achieve wholeness and balance.”

It allows us to embrace our weaknesses, find new strengths, be more compassionate and become more creative. It gives birth to an authentic spirituality.

Shadow work isn’t something you do once in a few hours or even a few days and then you’re done. It’s ongoing.  Ground yourself. Center yourself. Learn to be okay with not being finished. The nature of this work requires that it be put aside so you come back to it time and time again.

If you’ve never done this kind of work, start by asking yourself some key questions. You may not have clear answers for these questions and that’s okay. You might want to journal or meditate on them.

  • What don’t I want others to know about me? (I have vaginal dryness)
  • What do I tend to have a disproportionate reaction to? (Payless Shoes)
  • Which emotions am I uncomfortable expressing? (pretty much nothing is off limits)
  • What am I most scared to express in a relationship? (telling hubby how much my purse cost)
  • What traits in others really annoy you, wind you up or make you angry or frustrated? (people who leave the shopping cart in the parking lot at the grocery store)
  • What traits do you most admire in others? (men who put the toilet seat down)
  • Who do you look up to? Who are your idols? (not Michelle Obama)
  • What do you find yourself doing over and over “by accident”? (peeing my pants when I sneeze)
  • What is the worst insult someone can give you? (Hey look, Dana – you’re starting to get a turkey neck! – thanks mother)

All kidding aside, ask yourself these questions. Then ask yourself why. Ask yourself why a lot. Try to recall moments in your life when these feelings emerged and keep going back in time to try to find where it all began. I think you will find a lot of it is rooted in some childhood event.

When you have identified pieces of your shadow, you can do a meditation in which you meet it. Ask it its name. (Mine is banshee) Ask it questions. What is important to you? What do you want? What can I learn from you? How I can honor you? (buy me that pretty diamond necklace in the window)

Remember that this process is not about eliminating our shadow aspects. The purpose is to recognize it and accept it; establish a new awareness so it doesn’t control you any more.

Shadow work is a painful and lengthy process. There can also be a great sadness when we realize that what we thought was true about ourselves was just a defense against things we were afraid of. This will pass. When you emerge from the work, it will be as if a great burden has been lifted. You will find the rainbow and you will find yourself.

In my opinion, one of the mistakes that spiritual people make, is denial of the shadow self. Spiritual people are supposed to be all fluffy and zen like, breathing like we’re in labor and chanting “om” all day. Some people are of the opinion that “spiritual people” should be above reproach.  I call BULLSHIT! Don’t doubt my sincerity when I can’t live up to that expectation. Give me a break, I’m human and trying out this life the same way you are.

The shadow is the part of ourselves that we repress or deny, the part(s) which have gotten us into trouble or even embarrassed us in front of others. Anger is one of the most potent parts of the shadow.  We’ve learned over time to bury those facets of ourselves down deep so they never see the light again. We are taught to deny them, and we learn to be ashamed of them.

But those feelings don’t go anywhere and they are not dormant either. They stir and bubble under the surface, later showing up in the body as discomfort or pain; even disease. They fester within us energetically, and then they begin to manifest physically.  They ache to be released. But what does that mean?

Some part of you is angry and rages. That is your fire. That is the seat of your power and, that is the place where the transformation will take place. That is your alchemy, your invitation for change and renewal. Anger and rage can be tools for spiritual growth. Allow yourself to experience them in a safe way and most importantly, integrate them into something more productive in your life. If you’re angry and you know it, change your life!  Channel that fire into something productive and move on!

One of the very personal lessons that I am currently learning in life is that people who cross your path, even those closest to you, have anger and rage issues that manifests in different ways.  Try to understand that most rage really isn’t about you –  try not to take it personally. (Easier said than done, I know, believe me, I know)

Most of the displays of rage you will see from others in your life are projections onto you because you are mirroring something to them that they struggle to process. (Did you get that? 🙂 – If not, read it again because it’s important. As my grandfather would say, “let it penetrate.” 🙂 ) Love you, Poppy. Thank you for watching over me.

I think the greatest gift we can give ourselves in this life is complete and total loving acceptance of who we are. We are the good, the bad; the ugly. We are the happy and the sad, we are the kind and the unkind, the forgiving, unforgiving and the unforgiven. We are the lost and the found. We are the dark and light, both of which we cannot live without.

I urge you to take those skeletons out of the dark recesses of your mind and no longer allow them to jump out and scare you. Ask yourself, what part of myself is most unknown to me? Look at those things. Examine them. Talk to them. Dissect them and soothe them.  Work to express these things. Create. Journal. Meditate. Once you do this, they will lose the power to sneak up and surprise you. It is better to meet them on your terms.

May your rage and anger become your gift of enlightenment.

And so it is.

Love,

Dana

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Path of Least Resistance – I’m Back!

Resistance. It’s a certainty that what you resist, persists. This is one of the reasons  I’m back.  I’m taking the path of least resistance. Writing is a part of my soul and it seems as though I am not complete unless I am doing it.

It’s awesome to feel the keys tap-tapping under my fingers.  Hearing them is even musical. I mostly listen to 70’s rock or some cool meditation stuff when I’m at work.  (Check out Abraham-Hicks).

I would do just about anything to drown out the sound of my co-worker’s incessant Barry Manilow music.  I’ve heard Barry hit the high note about 17 times today with the same song. My goodness, his balls must be killing him by now.  (not nearly as much as my ears are killing me, I’m sure)

When know-it-all, busy-body, church lady (co-worker) starts singing, humming, whistling and stomping her feet to Barry’s songs, I become instantly clairvoyant. I begin having visions of grabbing my stapler and glue and permanently shutting her up. The visions are so real and they fill me with such joy!  Oh, please!  I can meditate and burn incense and still be a bitch. I’m just exploring the “shadow side” of myself.  We will definitely get into that in a future post.

So, where have I been, right?  It’s been a long time.  I know some of you might be a little pissed with me. I understand and I’m really sorry.  Others have warmed my heart with personal pleas to start writing my blog again. To this I respond with heartfelt gratitude for your love for me. You all know who you are. Love from many sources has been one of the things that has sustained me in these last many months.

I’ve been going through a very difficult time, personally. No, Al didn’t leave me. I wish the haters (another story) would just understand that he’s not going anywhere – that ball and chain is rusted to his skinny ass.  And, thank God, no one is sick or died.  I did, however, feel sick in my heart for the longest time. In many ways l am mourning a loss.  I don’t know that I’ll ever recover from it.  I’m not able to discuss the details but suffice it to say that I felt like I died.

With raw honesty, I am going to tell you that there was a point where I’m not sure that I didn’t maybe toy with the idea of death. Just a little. What a scary place that was!  Thank God for those organic kettle chips and mocha chip frozen yogurt bars that I had been using for pain relief.   I couldn’t stop eating them.   They saved my life although I did gain 8 lbs.  Poor Al, every time I would start to cry he would run to the grocery store for more chips and yogurt bars. He didn’t know what else to do for me.  I was quite the hot mess.

This past June, I went on an amazing spiritual journey to immerse in the vortex energies of Sedona, Arizona.  My sister accompanied me along with some friends who I had only chatted with on the internet but never met in person. Some day I will write about that magical journey but now I just want to say that the time I spent in Sedona was beyond amazing. It was also the beginning of my path to healing.

Day by day I’ve gotten a little better, a little stronger. I’ve come to terms with very dark and painful things. I didn’t even realize that for years, I had been avoiding these things.  One day, they got out of control and there was no choice but to finally turn and face them.  You see, what you resist, persists.

The human spirit is amazing. Once the will to survive takes over, the healing begins to take place.  Once the decision is made to move forward no matter the circumstance, the dynamics change. When you finally understand that there are just some things you can’t change no matter how badly you want it, your perspective shifts. You are left with no choice but to move forward.

So there I was standing on this cliff. I looked back at everything in my life that I thought was real but now understand that my reality had been very distorted.  I took the path of least resistance and I jumped off of that cliff.

I grew new wings in mid-flight and I was lifted to a higher place.  I could see the light once more. It was different but it was light nonetheless. I can’t yet explain that difference. I’m still trying to get used to these new wings and this new light but I know that I will.  I guess you could say that my path took a new path.  At first, this wasn’t my choice but it then BECAME my choice. These feelings are very difficult to articulate so I hope I’m making sense to you.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and all that crap from high school wasn’t really crap at all.  Thank you, Robert Frost. Perhaps you were teaching the past of least resistance.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both  (well not exactly but I’ll go with it)
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,  (not really fair or fair but not much choice)
And having perhaps the better claim, (no)
Because it was grassy and wanted wear; (no)
Though as for that the passing there (sad I’m not the only person on this road)
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day! (wishing will never take me back)
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. (this is why dreams were made)
 
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
 I realize I’m probably the only one sitting here crying. I’m sure you’re just trying to figure out what the hell I just said, right? That’s okay. If  this lesson is for you then you will understand it.
So, did you learn anything today besides my life sucked for awhile and I had to put on my big girl pants?
And guess what? Sometimes I just pretend I’m sad so Al will go out and buy me kettle chips and yogurt bars.  Hehe! 🙂

Until soon and with lots of love,

Dana

P.S.

I forgot to mention that every time Al went to the store to buy my yogurt bars, he  bought himself “a little” ice cream too.   He also had to have the bananas, chocolate chips, hot fudge and whip cream to go with it.  Oh and let’s not forget the chocolate cake he layered on the bottom of this sugar mountain.

I may have gained 8lbs. but he now has man boobs. I’m guessing they are around an A cup.  I know this is way more information than you needed to know but in the spirit of the path of least resistance, telling you this is making me laugh.  So glad Al doesn’t read this blog. 🙂

 

 

 

Holy Smokes – Does Incense Get You High?

Did you ever notice that unique calm you experience from the smell of incense?  Sort of feels like a “high,” right? Well, scientists are now suggesting that the smoke from some incense can relieve the symptoms of anxiety and depression and produce an overall calm effect. Surprise. Surprise. Stoners have been saying that for years.  Really, it doesn’t take a scientist to figure out that if you burn the right plant resin you will get high.

“Incense represents a way to experience a particular plant through it’s smoke”.

Nicely put but it still sounds like getting high to me.  I wonder what would happen if I left my Xanax at home and got on an airplane with incense cones plugged in my nose?

I love to burn incense. Frankincense is one of my favorites. It has a very pungent, sweet smell and is a fantastic mood enhancer (second to Prozac).  It can help to dispel fear and promote healthier thoughts as well as self-confidence. It is a valuable tool in cleansing and clearing the mind of negative chatter. It can open up our intuition to help create a greater relationship with God, Source, the Universe, All That Is or whatever name you feel in alignment with giving to this powerful connection.

I often use Frankincense for meditation. Its uplifting aroma is perfect for grounding and connecting to spirit which is why it is has been used in churches and religious rituals throughout history.

As a gift to the child, Jesus, the three Magis brought gold, frankincense and myrrh to Nazareth. Each of these gifts had practical as well as symbolic meaning. The gold was meant to represent the status of Jesus as a king. While gold brings comfort, (for a Jewish girl nothing brings me more comfort than a jewelry store full of glittering and sparkly gold) frankincense and myrrh have been used throughout history as aids for spiritual transcendence and peace; to manifest Heaven on Earth.

As a gift for Jesus, Frankincense was included because it symbolized the priesthood of Jesus and his divinity; his stature as a spiritual leader and teacher.  It is known to help us to detach from that which doesn’t have deeper spiritual meaning, such as over attention to materialism (like jewelry stores – which is one reason I burn it or I’d be broke), therefore helping us to better integrate with our Higher Self.

Frankincense is most often burned with Myrrh.  Myrrh is known to unite Heaven and Earth within each person, blending the spiritual with the physical.  Myrrh was given to Jesus symbolically to represent his humanity and ultimately, his death and burial.

I also like to burn dragons blood. No dragons are ever harmed when extracting this incense. This red colored resin is actually obtained from certain plants and has been used since ancient times as incense, dye and also for medicinal purposes.

My husband, Al, recently began a meditation practice. For those of you who consistently read my blog, you know that Al is a bit “quirky.” He read on “the internet” (so it must be true) about how incense can enhance the meditation experience. Al is like a dog with a bone when he gets an idea in his head.  The area that we live in doesn’t have too many metaphysical shops which makes it a bit difficult to get good incense locally.  The closest shop to me is about 40 minutes so if you run out of incense and you’re jonesing for it, you could be in trouble. (If I’m really in a bind, I will go into my spice cabinet, take out some rosemary and light it up!)

Fortunately, Al has solved that problem by stocking up on our favorite incense aromas. Here is a sample of our personal collection and trust me, there’s more on the way. Al can’t resist an “add on” item from Amazon.

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Speaking of shopping addictions………….

I think I’ve mentioned before how Al is like a kid in a candy store when it comes to the internet.  Those little ads that pop up and offer you items “for only $4.95 shipping” trigger something in his brain and he can’t control himself.

Al:     Honey, I tried to buy you a present today.

Me:   Really, you drove 2 hours to Nordstrom to pick up that bracelet I wanted?

Al:     No, even better.

Me:    Oy. What did you do now?

Al:     You know how you always say you don’t like the wrinkle on your neck?

Me:   The wrinkle? You mean where my neck looks like one of those Chinese Shar-Pei dogs?

Al:    Well, I got you a present to fix it.

Me:   You told me you didn’t notice the wrinkle.

Al:    I don’t but it really seems to bother you so I thought I would  help.

Me:  Okay, I’m scared. What did you do?

Al:    When I was on the internet this ad popped up. It was offering this miracle wrinkle cream for only $4.95 shipping – a free trial. So, I bought it for you.

Me:     You bought it for me, huh?

Al:     Yep, but here’s the weird thing.  I got denied by the company.

Me:   The wrinkle cream company denied you? What did you do, send them my picture?

Al:    It just said my order was declined.

Me:   So what did you do?

Al:    I ordered it again.

Me:  And?

Al:   It was declined again.

Me:  (taking a deep breath) Al, I’m willing to bet that the wrinkle cream company didn’t “decline” you.  I’m sure it was our credit card company declining the charge because this shit is a SCAM!

Al: (obviously hurt and upset)  What do you mean? It is not. The ad showed before and after photos of women who used the cream. There were also written testimonials. And, I thought you would really like it because it has all natural ingredients.  Plus, I read the fine print – no strings attached.

Me:   Well, now that they have our credit card number I’m sure we’ll start getting monthly shipments.

Al:    No, I’m telling you. It wasn’t a scam. I don’t know why you’re so mad. I was just trying to do something nice for you.

Me:   I’m not mad. I’m highly amused.

I’m sure you all are dying to know what happened, right?  Later that night I was checking my email and found two emails from our bank asking us if we made these charges to the wrinkle cream company.  Sigh. Fortunately, the charges were declined as possibly “fraudulent” and the bank  was letting me know this out of courtesy.

I checked our card account and didn’t see any charges. End of story. No harm no foul.  (Al, I swear I’m going to put parental controls on your Ipad).

A week later my “wrinkle cream” arrived in the mail. Al was so excited I thought he was going to pee himself.  He handed it to me proudly with an “I told you so look”.

I opened the package. I think you can see from the picture what the natural ingredient is…..Snake venom! Really? Yes, really. You can’t make this stuff up. (I better call the credit card company again)

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Al:  Are you going to try it?

Me:   Um, no.

Al:    Why not?

Me:   You want me to put snake venom on my face and neck? I don’t even see a list of other ingredients on the package. So no, I’m not going to use it; I’m going to blog about it.

Al:   Well how about if I use it on my neck first?

Me:   Sure, go ahead. I just paid your life insurance premium.

Stay tuned.

Love,

Dana

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Conversing with Nature Spirits – yes, Fairies!

 

Fairy_Land_wallpaperWe have a little problem with Wolf spiders at my house.  Yeh, I never heard of them either until I moved to Western Pennsylvania.  The Wolf spiders that hang out at my house are large, black and ugly but they really can’t help what they look like. (My husband is white, skinny and has a bald spot but I don’t hold that against him. Well, not in the dark anyway -grins)

I don’t like the idea of killing another living being so when these spiders and other little “pests” invade my home, I try the most natural approach possible in order to coax them to leave (or at least go down in the basement and hide in the walls where I can’t see them).  My basement was really wet when we bought the house. We literally had a small creek running through it. Frogs took up residence down there. I really think Al just wanted to brag that we had “waterfront property” and that he could go fishing in his bathrobe and slippers whenever he wanted.  Actually, he does that anyway.  Hey, he has to answer to the police – not me. I’ll spend the bail money on some tchotchke for my very own self.

It’s absolutely ESSENTIAL to know what a tchotchke is if you’re a Jewish girl or dating one. It’s pronounced “choch-ke.” A tchotchke is a completely non-functional item such as a gorgeous piece of jewelry, (I personally like David Yurman) or even a Ming Dynasty vase. It’s one of those things you buy when you’re a little depressed or feel bloated and are desperately in need of retail therapy. Or, if you’re like my grandmother, a tchotchke is an ugly, blue ceramic rooster. OMG, my family should have put that stupid rooster in the casket with her. She spent years promising each one of us that we could have that prized possession of hers on the day she died. No one wanted it. Good Will even sent it back to us. That’s how ugly this freaking thing was. 

Anyway………..

Al’s solution for removing the spiders from our house is a can of Raid. My solution is peppermint oil and, and having a chat with the nature spirits. You know, nature spirits? Fairies? Yes, I said fairies. I do, I do, I do believe in fairies!  I’m really coming out of the spiritual closet here.  I can’t even imagine what some of my old school friends are thinking if they’re creeping on my Facebook and reading my blogs.  Wow! That Dana was strange back in high school. She’s a real head case now! Whatever. Screw em.

I find that having a little chat with the fairies and asking them to keep the spiders outside or Fairy_Wallpaper_c_HD_Johnson_MMV_0031_copydown the basement has been super helpful. Every now and then I get a renegade spider in the bathtub. If that happens, I just capture it in a paper cup, put it outside and once again coax the fairies (more like bribe them with chocolate) to keep the spiders out.  (Al gets really pissed when I steal his Hershey Kisses for the fairies)

Sometimes the fairies get a good giggle seeing me have a melt down in the morning when I find a spider in the tub. They really enjoy having fun at my expense. So, when those hilarious little fairies let the spiders sneak in to tease me, I use peppermint oil to make the bathing experience of the spiders completely undesirable. I mix the peppermint oil with water and put it in a spray bottle. No chemicals. Happy fairies. Happy me and a very amused husband.

Nature Spirits are metaphysical beings who inhabit and work with the energies of the non-physical worlds such as the astral plane. They are involved in every aspect of life and in every natural process. They are charged with guarding Mother Earth and are often wary of human beings. Sometimes they are unfriendly toward humans because of the damage we have done to their beloved Earth. If you find a friendly fairy like Tinkerbell, (but real) they can become our powerful co-workers, co-creators and companions.

The surface of the Earth is overflowing with an almost incomprehensible variety of these non-physical beings, each having its own special functions to perform. Nature spirits are part of a hierarchy of life that begins with the angels and filters down through the spiritual planes into manifestation in the physical world. Nature spirits are a part of Earth’s landscape. They are part of the rocks, the soil, the oceans and lakes. They preside over areas of woodland and fields or cultivated areas such as gardens. They direct the activities of all natural processes within their sphere of influence. They emit the necessary impulses for the harmonious functioning of the natural Earth formations and the flora in their care. Nature spirits are inseparable from the four elements and are an essential part in the creation process of all living things. Their every action is filled with joyful celebration as they help to shape the part of the environment they are charged with caring for.

We can learn to perceive these magical beings by learning to develop our “clair” senses such as clairvoyance (clear seeing), clairaudience (clear hearing) and clairsentience (clear feeling).  This can be achieved through meditation and practice as well as a true desire to connect with the things we cannot see but, know to be there. In other words – ya just gotta believe!

Recognition and acknowledgement from human beings assists nature spirits in the growth of their consciousness and awareness. This is a means by which we can contribute to the spiritual evolution and elevation of our world. Many nature spirits bask in our admiration of their plants or the areas they tend. Even if a human being cannot see them, just knowing and believing the nature spirits are here with us, gives energy, life and power to them so that they can do their work for the world.

Throughout history, humans have sought to describe the fairy realm in stories, songs, and images. Yet, these are only shadows of the deep and complex reality of the “other worlds.”  In our modern world there are many who ridicule those who “believe in faeries,” yet those who do not experience the fairy realm have simply forgotten their natural ability to perceive beyond the veil of the physical world.

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Unfortunately, our collective lack of awareness of these otherworldly inhabitants has brought about a trivialization of faeries as well as a rampant disregard for the spirits of nature and nature herself. It is my belief that we need to reconnect with faerie, plant, animal, mineral, and elemental beings in mutual respect so that we may restore harmony and balance to our minds and bodies, as well as healing to the many areas of our planet that we have damaged.

I can see fairy energy. To me, the energy looks like little white sparkles that bubble and pop all around me. (yes, I’ve had my eyes checked) I can feel the presence of the fairies. I see flashes of color as they quickly move around me.  Fairies vibrate on a frequency which is much higher than the frequency on which we vibrate on Earth. In order to see, feel and hear the fae you have to be able to raise your vibration to get close to their vibration or, they have to lower their vibration to get closer to our vibration.

It takes a good deal of energy and trust on the part of the nature spirits to make this happen.  Fairies can be quite shy and as I’ve said, wary of humans. I let them know that I am a friend to the Earth and mean them no harm. That’s when the fairies insisted I start to recycle. (Me and my loud thoughts – it ain’t easy being an intuitive) And, it’s not just my  trash they make me recycle.  I pick up trash wherever I go. I never thought I would be a trash minion for fairies. Hopefully your hobby is better than mine.

Mommy! Mommy! there’s that crazy neighbor lady with the trash bag walking around again and talking to the air. She’s picking stuff up off of the ground. Eww, Gross!

Shut up kid or I’ll send my spiders to invade your Scooby Doo underwear.

You can always find fairies around plants, animals and children. Fairies love to sing and dance. They play tirelessly so they naturally gravitate to children who often see them with eyes that have not yet become jaded.  Have you ever considered that the “imaginary friends of children aren’t so imaginary after all?

I’m sharing my beliefs in the hope that more people become willing to make it known that they believe in fairies.  This will give others courage to share that they too, believe in the fae. Hopefully, more people will “come out” of the spiritual closet.

Be right back……….doorbell ringing………….let me peek out the window………

Oh bother! Those pesky men in the white coats are here AGAIN!!!!

I wish those damn neighbors would mind their own business.

Love,

Dana

 

 

Mantras: Bring Balance and Joy into your Life

Thanks to my  husband, Al, I now have a wonderful sacred space where I can practice my mantras and lose myself in blissful meditation.  (Read my last blog if you want to know how this sacred space came about.)

The meditation “closet” is equipped with an ancient “radio/CD” player that Al installed so I could enjoy music with my meditation practice.  Yes, really – an actual AM/FM Radio/CD player that’s at least 15 years old.  It really comes as no surprise. Al won’t give up his flip phone and texts at a pace of 10 letters per minute. I really should be grateful that he uses the flip phone. If he had his way he would be carrying one of those cell phone suitcase things from 1990. He saw one at a flea market and wanted to buy it because it was $2.00. If I try to explain streaming or downloading music to him a glaze comes over his eyes.  He’s totally not interested. He’d be happy with a Victrola.

Oh and while we’re on the topic of cell phones, let me offer a piece of advice. If you are the self-conscious type and you find yourself at the mall with Al, encourage him to leave his phone in the car. He talks into that cell with a voice that can break the sound barrier. I’ve watched friends and family members scatter in embarrassment when he’s having a conversation on his phone.  His voice easily reverberates from Macy’s all the way down the the mall corridor, through the food court and around the corner to Nordstrom. It doesn’t bother me anymore, however. I just walk in front of him and pretend I don’t know him. It’s not like he will ever get lost with that cacophony coming from his mouth.

So back on topic –  I just read a new book that’s helped me with my meditation practice as well as my ongoing practice of The Law of Attraction.  The book is called Easy Breezy Prosperity and is written by Emmanuel Dagher. I highly recommend it. Here’s the link to Amazon where I purchased it. http://www.amazon.com/Easy-Breezy-Prosperity-Foundations-Abundant/dp/1623366216/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1453218693&sr=8-1&keywords=easy+breezy+prosperity

And……….here is my Amazon Review of “Easy Breezy Prosperity”

I have been reading/listening to Emmanuel Dagher for over a year now. His insight is simplistic but amazingly brilliant. This man really resonates with me. You can feel the love emanating from him as his words jump from the book directly into your heart. The book is an easy “how to” manual to bring prosperity of all kind into your life. The exercises are easy and enriching – a fabulous tool for self-learning. My favorite thing about the book are the mantras for prosperity that Emmanuel introduced. I did some research to clarify some questions I had and I learned even more about mantras. Mantras have added a whole new and amazing dimension to my meditation practice. Thank you, Emmanuel, for your book but most importantly, thank you for dedicating your beautiful spirit to the uplifting of all humanity.

So what is a mantra and how are you supposed to use it? 

A mantra is powerful sound vibration of the mind that you can use to enter a deep state of meditation.  When used carefully, mantras are said to be able to alter your subconscious impulses.  When spoken or chanted they can direct the healing power of Prana (life force energy) to bring about healing as well as a more peaceful and balanced lifestyle.

You don’t have to be a Buddhist or a Hindu to practice mantras and you can chant in whatever language rings your bells.  Many people choose to use Sanskrit mantras. (Sanskrit is the primary ancient sacred language of Hindu) The main reason Sanskrit is used is because these sacred words have been spoken over and over again for thousands of years and contain a very powerful and positive universal vibrational energy.

om-symbol-d76076039A common Sanskrit mantra is Om or Aum.  In fact, the Om symbol is considered a mantra in its own right.  We’ve all heard this word called “Om”. But, what is it and what does it mean? If you chant it does it somehow magically transform you into a Buddhist? ( I don’t think so but stranger things have happened so don’t quote me on this one)

Om is an ancient Sanskrit “word” that was first felt by Rishis (Hindu poets, seers and sages – just like me but definitely not Jewish {grins}) as they meditated. It was more about the essence of Om rather than the chanting of it. Eventually as the experience was shared, the actual word came forth and people started chanting it to receive the experience of it. So, exactly what is the experience of Om?

Om is a vibration so it is difficult to describe with words. Om represents everything. Om is said to be the seed of all of creation.  This seemingly tiny word contains all the power of the Universe. It is the beginning, middle and the end. It’s the past, present and future. Chanting Om brings into your awareness the subtle impressions of the mind and emotions and the thoughts and beliefs of your life and this world.  When written this way, (AUM) it appears as if the sound has three parts.

The A (aahh) sound represents the creation aspect of the Universe and all of the objects within it. Aahhh is the beginning of all sounds. It connects us to our sense of self. With this syllable  you experience the existence of the world  through the activity of the senses. It starts in the back of the throat and reaches down to the lower abdomen. It brings unity and truth to your existence.

The U (oooh) sound signifies maintaining the energy of the Universe. It connects us to an inner sense of something greater than what we feel with our senses. Oooh lets in light, clarity and balance. This sound vibrates in the solar plexus and denotes illumination of knowing and pure wisdom.

The M (mmmm) sound characterizes the transforming energy of the Universe and the thoughts and beliefs of your being. This sound unites you to the awareness of wholeness with all that is.  The sound vibrates in the crown of the head. It symbolizes being blissful; at one and peaceful with all things.

The experience of Om is multifaceted.  Om is called the seed of sound, the original sound from which all other sounds and words come from. Om is said to represent God, Bhraman, Source and Universal Consciousness – it has the power to create everything.
When chanting Om aloud, the sound will naturally evolve through the three phases corresponding to the three letters A-U-M.  You can liken the experience of Om as a sense of completeness and pure consciousness. The three syllables are not distinct or separate phases, but a continuous motion of the body, breath and awareness.

The true power of Om, however, really does lie in the experience of it. Reading this can help the mind understand but it can’t help you to feel the vibration. Chant Om by yourself or, for a more powerful experience, chant it with a group. I also sit down in the lotus position and start to chant Om whenever Al is invading my space and I want him out.  Works every time.

Allow the experience of Om to be absorbed into your being. Allow the vibrations to clear and cleanse your energy system and your chakras.

Om is an amazing tool that people of all faiths can utilize to bring focus and awareness to the greater meaning of life. You can find wholeness and healing in this mantra.

51q+iJ40DvL._UY395_When I’m not wearing my diamond tiara, (my grandmother always told me that less is more) I wear the OM symbol on a chain around my neck  to remind me each day of all that I am

For those of you who have asked, I will answer the burning question from my last blog post. Yes, Al is now meditating. So he says. I  haven’t really seen him do it so I can’t be absolutely certain. We did, however, have an interesting conversation that I’d like to share with you.

Al:     Does Wal-Mart sell incense?

Me:   What kind of incense?

Al:    Frankincense and Myrrh.

Me:  Sure, in their New Age section right next to “housewares.” Everyone knows that.

Al:   Really?

Me:  No.

Al:   Seriously, is there a place to buy incense around here or do I have to get it from Amazon?

Me: Well instead of stinking up the whole closet with incense and making my clothes and shoes smell like I’m smoking weed or something, we can just get some little candles in those scents. You can light those when you meditate.

Al:  No, I want the smoke from the incense. The frankincense will elevate me spiritually while the myrrh will bring the astral realms closer and bring my manifestations to fruition.

My head almost twisted off looking at him. Who is this freak of a husband of mine? First he learns how to use a computer. Then he starts shopping on Amazon. Now he’s burning incense and meditating? For years, people have been calling him “Jeremiah Johnson.”  You know the type of man I mean, right? Am I somehow responsible for breaking Al’s spirit?  I swear if he  asks for a smart phone for Christmas I’m going to call in a Shaman.

Love,

Dana

P.S.

Just so you know, I have no affiliation with Emmanual Dagher or Easy Breezy Prosperity. I just happen to really like Emmanual and his book.

Oh and wait……..I’m getting a message from my dead lawyer. He says I should put a disclaimer in this post about NOT burning incense or candles in the closet.  Please don’t be offended. He means well. Lawyers just think everyone is stupid..

 

A Crystal Christmas

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Hey it’s me! 🙂

I am now calling Christmas, 2015 – “A Crystal Christmas”. You have to know my husband to know that he is quite set in his ways. He’s an old-fashioned, rigid thinker who hates to be challenged.  I have no idea why he wanted to marry me. I do nothing BUT challenge him and give him continuous grief about his attitude toward people and things.  So why did I want to marry Al? Good question. There’s a side to Al that few people know. I’m one of the lucky ones.  No sarcasm there. Honest. Of course this goodness that he owns doesn’t excuse his bad behavior ( I never could resist a bad boy) but it stops me from smashing the shovel on his stupid head when he does kind and thoughtful things for me.

If you’ve been following my blog you know that Al is a Catholic.  At the risk of repeating myself, in my opinion, that’s Al’s first problem.  Don’t get me wrong. It’s not the Christianity part that bothers me. Again, at the risk of repeating myself from former blogs, it’s the rigid indoctrinational (is that a word?) thinking/shoving down your throat/we’re right and you’re wrong and that’s-that mindset that I’ve come to understand (but really dislike) being married to Al all of these years. Hey, did you get all that?

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New Crystal Ball – Love at First Sight!

So, in understanding Al, you need to understand that him buying me a crystal ball (among other beautiful crystals) for Christmas was a really, really big thing! The Catholics I know and love don’t believe in crystals, fairies, tree spirits, tarot, reiki or most of the other mystical things or gnostic ideas that are part of my everyday normal life.  It’s sort of like the Southern Baptist preacher buying a gift basket of matzoh for a Rabbi on Passover.  Maybe, just maybe, the preacher understands the meaning of Passover but he doesn’t have a Jewish grandmother so he really has no idea what matzoh (a/k/a Jewish crackers) really is/are. I really hope you get the comparison here.

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My New Love Pictured with My Favorite Crystal Healing Wand

I oohed and aahed over the crystal ball; it really is magnificent. The pictures do not do it justice.  The energy emanating from this crystal is powerful and amazing.  I cleared, cleansed and programmed it and was trying to decide where best to place it. It doesn’t go with any of my decor. I’m really into the rustic and primitive look.  I’m attracted to things that look old and broken but I’m not about to put a crack in my crystal ball. I do have crystals placed all over my house that are unobtrusively mixed in with my primitives but, I don’t have anything as large as this new treasure. It couldn’t blend in if it wanted to. It’s a stand alone piece.

At home, I spend most of my time in my bedroom (not on my back so get your mind out of the gutter) so that is where I decided to place it.  My bedroom is my peaceful oasis, uncontaminated with negative energy that comes from the television in the family room blaring Joe Kenda (detective show) or Dion Graham, infamous deep and distinctive voice of “The First 48”.

“Coming up in the First 48…….two men are shot down in a hail of  bullets. Miami detectives struggle to break the code of silence before the bloody turf war claims yet another life……and……….

THE CLOCK

IS

TICKING…………”

Welcome to my life.

So anyway, I put the beautiful crystal ball in the bedroom whereupon Al initiates the following conversation with me:

Al:     I’m glad you like your Christmas present.

Me:   I love it!

Al:     I was thinking.

Me:    Crap. (Rolling my eyes – was another discussion yet forthcoming on Al’s theories about the end of the world?)

Al:     You’ve been telling me you want a quiet meditation space where no one will bother you.

Me:  (Heart beating with excitement and joy) Yes? Do you finally have an idea where you’re going to build it?

Al:   How many times do I have to tell you that there is no place to “build” it. What I had in mind was our bedroom closet.

Me: Okay, I think? (Thank God our closet is a walk-in)

Al:  If you cleaned up and organized your side of it you could put your books and crystals and “stuff” in there with some pillows and some music and you will have a peaceful space. (I could see he was really proud of this idea so I pinched myself to stay quiet)

Then Al blows my mind………..

Al:  In fact, I was thinking of trying this meditation thing myself.

Me:  Whoa. Smelling salts please! You’re going to meditate? Wait, is this a set-up to get me to clean the closet out?  (It’s pretty sick but his side is all organized and neat and mine is quite the disaster. In my defense I know where everything is though!)

Al:   No, I really want to try to meditate and everything I’m reading says you should have a dedicated space.

Mind blown again.

Me:  What? Not only are you reading but you’re reading spiritual stuff?  (Oh I get it. Hey aliens, bring my husband back, please. You can have him back when the winter is over. I need him to snow blow).

Al:    So, what do you think?

Me:  I find it fascinating that you want to use MY SIDE of the closet. I think you’re becoming more anal about my organized chaos and this meditation thing is just an excuse to get me to clean it up.

Al:  Well, I’m not going to say the thought didn’t cross my mind………but……….I really do want to try this meditating thing with you. We should have a dedicated space that always has good energy.

Me: (sputtering and choking while laughing my butt off)  Someone please call a priest – we have a problem here! Oh you read some kind of mediation for dummies book or you Googled something and suddenly you’re an expert. Okay, well I like the idea so I’ll go along. I’ll clean the closet.

A week later……………

Me:    Did you mediate today?

Al:     No.

Me:    Did you meditate yesterday?

Al:    No.

Me:   How about the day before?

Al:    No.

Me:   Are you going to meditate tomorrow?

Al:    Maybe if I have time.

Me: I see.

Score:

Al 1 – Dana – 0

The good thing is that I have an awesome new meditation space. Al even built me a meditation bench that will “rock me into perfect posture for maximum energy flow”. (my husband the infomercial)  He even thought of the pillow for my knees. The little homemaker sewed it all by himself. It’s made from camo material.  I’m really sorry that I forgot to take a picture but I will for a future post. 

Will Al EVER meditate? I don’t know. I’ll check my crystal ball and get back to you just as soon I read the directions on “scrying.”

Love,

Dana

P.S.

Wishing all of you a happy 2016 rich in abundant blessings even if I am a week late!

New for 2016:

I will be doing a monthly drawing for a free mini intuitive reading (15 minutes). All you have to do is be a subscriber to my blog.  I will choose one person at random at the end of each month and will notify that person via email.  (I might even ask the crystal ball for the winner’s name 🙂 )  If you are the winner and you choose not to receive the reading that’s fine but you cannot transfer it to your mother’s uncle’s cousin’s sister’s aunt.

***Readings are for entertainment purposes and should not be replaced by common sense. I am NOT a fortune-teller and do not “predict” occurrences, events or outcomes.  Sorry but my dead attorney (may he rest in peace) contacted me from the other side and said I have to put that little clause in there.

 

 

 

 

Twas the Night Before Christmas (Redneck Version)

IMG_0999Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, well, maybe a mouse.

The thermals were hung way above, (I mean really, really high above) the wood stove with care, because Al is so freaking paranoid that fires will start everywhere. He’s really quite anal, this husband of mine. He puts in the dishwasher one spoon at a time and stacks the plates like toy soldiers in line!

Ooops. Sorry I got carried away.

The doggie children were nestled all snug in our warm cozy bed;
While visions of chasing ground hogs danced in their heads.IMG_1020

And me in my sexy lingerie (nah) and Al in his manjamas and super hot Batman robe, had just settled down after making rounds of ammo. (don’t judge)IMG_0985

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Al sprang from the bed, tripped over the dog bones and fell with a splatter.
He cursed like a sailor, got up and to the window he flew like a flash,
Unholstered his gun and turned on the laser. It lit up his whole head which was now sporting a  gash.  While out from from the closet came his hand-made ghillie  suit. (Martha Stewart eat your heart out) Watching this scene was really a hoot.

The moon on the breast on the lawn glowed without snow – no white Christmas – just mud thanks to freaking El Nino.

When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a big ass pick-up with a bed full of beer.
With a drunken old redneck so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it was only some hick – and not the zombie apocalypse

He whistled, and shouted and called the cases by name with his might
Now, Budweiser now, Busch! now Miller, Now Coors Light!

He fell out of his truck and his smile revealed he was missing a tooth,
Poor Al was so sad there were no zombies to shoot.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard a noise on the roof. I squinted my eyes and then turned around. Down the chimney that old hick came with a bound.
He was dressed in his undies, no clothes could be seen – his butt was all singed and his face looked real mean. A bundle of bottles he had in his sack,
He looked like my ex-husband coming home from the bar – Oh God I so wanted to yack.

His eyes were all glazed, he was drunk as a skunk and looking quite crazed.
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
He drooled from his mouth and his butt was quite hairy.
The beard on his chin was as white as the snow – You could see bits of his dinner (corn, peas and raccoon, I think) matted in the long rows. I looked around to escape but there was no place to go.

The stump of a Marlboro in his teeth he held length-ways,
And the smoke, it encircled his head in a haze;
He had a broad face and a huge round beer belly
That shook when he farted and was really quite smelly.
But soon I just knew there was nothing to fear – he was just an old hillbilly who drank too much beer.

A wink of his eye and swig from his bottle – I’m still thanking God he didn’t reach for his throttle.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the undies with booze and roadkill jerk,

And laying his finger inside of his nose, he plucked a green booger
And up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his truck, the tires he peeled, and drove toward the neighbors house  – it was really surreal

But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of site, Dana, you’re having a dream – no more moonshine for you – just stick with Kahlua and cream!

Now that I got the chuckle out of the way, I’d like to take this opportunity to thank you for all of your love and support. I really enjoy writing my blogs (it keeps me from online shopping) and I love hearing all of the wonderful feedback from my tribe of readers.

I realize that sometimes I’m not always “PC.” You won’t hurt my feelings if you don’t agree with me. (okay time to get this rhyming crap out of my head). Just drop me an email and let me know how you feel. Your feedback is important to me. If I don’t agree with you, however, I know how to operate the “block” button.  🙂

So Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Happy Kwanza, Happy Yule, Happy Festivus and Happy any group I forgot to mention. Oh let me just address one more thing.

In some places (like my office) there’s a huge controversy as to whether one should say Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays at this time of the year. God forbid we insult anyone. There are a diverse group of religions on this planet. If for example, you are Christian and someone wishes you a Happy Yule, don’t mutter “damn pagan” (not very Christian or human) under your breath. Simply reply Happy Yule in return. It’s not so much the words at it is the intention behind the words. Someone is blessing you in the way in which they are accustomed.  It’s not an attack. It’s a gift from their heart to yours.

Let there be peace on Earth and let it begin with me.

 

Love,

Dana

 

 

 

 

 

 

The I Am Presence

"I Am" By Linda Masson Serenity Garden Art
“I Am” By Linda Masson, Serenity Garden Art

I am, rather, I’ve been, going through a personal struggle.  It happens to all of us, right? We all have those moments (or days, weeks or months) when everything seems to go wrong; where everything we come in contact with seems to turn to crap.  Relationship communication backfires. We lose a loved one – sometimes to death but many times to misunderstanding. Sometimes it’s illness or a job that’s the root cause of our struggles. No matter what “it” is, it seems as though our world as we knew it yesterday, no longer exists today. One minute your life is in balance and in the next you are sucked up into an ugly dark vortex.  (How the hell did I get into this alternate universe and how do I get out?)

In going through this struggle, the one constant that I’ve had from my close friends and family is their unwavering love and support. I’ve heard a lot of my own words of advice thrown back at me in the last few weeks. That’s really been a wake up call for me. (You all were listening to me when I talked! Yaay!)  I actually got through to some of your stubborn asses! 🙂  The knowledge that my words were able to grow roots in the hearts of those I love is a wonderful gift for me. I actually made a difference and now, I’m receiving back the gifts that I gave. For this, I’m truly grateful.

This blog post today is more for me than for you. Writing equates to healing for me. I write to heal others and, as well, I write to heal myself. I’m blessed to have this gift from God. Since I was young, I was able to articulate my feelings and put them on paper. Writing was how I communicated with the world. Dear Mom. Dear Dad. Dear Friend. Dear Boyfriend. Dear Spanish Teacher. (oy did I get in trouble for that one!) Dear President Bush, why do you feel the need to refer to Al-Qaeda as “folks”? We’re not in Texas anymore sir.

I’m always amazed, grateful and humbled by the magic that flows through my fingers and brings the words alive. The computer keyboard is my piano.  As long as I can contain the glib tongue, my thoughts become beautiful music for people to read; to heal and, to understand. (And, not having to illustrate my writing makes it even better. I failed art in middle school. Do you even realize how much lack of talent that takes?) Grins.

Those who know me know that I’m very big believer in the concept that thoughts become things. Your words can most certainly bring forth your experience.  It’s up to you to choose whether your experience, in any situation, will be positive or negative.

I’ve been walking around the last few weeks with the whole  – (“I AM SO SAD” ‘I AM NEVER GOING TO GET OVER THIS”) crappy attitude thing going on which led me to wander off of my path for a bit.   Fortunately, my own words revived me as they came back and spoke to me through the hearts of family and friends. It was like spiritual CPR.

Now, I AM much better.

The I AM Presence is one of the most important tools we have when it comes to meditation and healing,  It lifts our energetic frequency and allows us to experience visions and feelings beyond self-imposed limits.

Each time you use the words “I AM,” you are defining yourself and your surroundings. You basically attract what you say.

The Law of Attraction and the awesome mind-blowing power of the I AM Presence literally bring into your reality the things that you think. 

I often hear people saying I am exhausted, I am sick or I am stressed rather than I am energetic, I am well and I am strong. This truly makes an impact on our reality. Becoming aware of how and when you use these words can make a huge impact on your life. (The sword is mighty but not necessarily mightier than the tongue)

Everything in this Universe carries energy.  There is a higher consciousness at work of which we are all part. This higher consciousness connects everyone and everything. It provides the essence for ALL THAT IS.  This is God, The Creator, The Divine, Source or whatever you want to call it. This higher consciousness is personified as Yahweh in Judaism, God the father in the Christian religion, Brahma to the Hindus, Dharmakaya to Buddhists, and as Allah to the Muslims.

This connection to ALL THAT IS becomes unlocked when we unite with the divine light in our own being. This divine light may also be seen as the presence of God within each of us.

Imagine the I AM Presence as being a sphere of light vibrating and pulsating at the highest frequency possible. This Presence makes up your soul body. It is widely believed that this pulsating spiritual energy contains the record of all your good work of your present and past lives.

In order to use the I AM Presence, you must first awaken it within yourself. Despite it being intelligible on all dimensions of life, you have to remind your earthly self that it has always been in you.

For some with meditation experience,  it might be sufficient to simply state: “I AM my I AM Presence.”  You can speak the words aloud or in your mind. The most important thing is that you feel the vibration of the words in the whole of your being. For others, a guided meditation to activate the I Am Presence may be more helpful. There are many good ones on Google, YouTube, etc.  Call in your angels and guides and ask them to guide you to the one that would be best suited for your personal soul growth. If you find a meditation that resonates with you – it’s yours!

After you have activated your I AM Presence, you can begin using it to the highest potential.  Clear your mind of clutter by breathing in through the nose and out through the mouth for a few minutes. You will feel your breathing begin to slow down and you will relax. Allow your thoughts to detach and flow out of your mind with each exhale.

Once you are attuned to this vibration it will be enough to simply state “I AM,” and feel the vibration the words carry in your whole being. Do not expect anything and do not intend anything.  Just be. Let it come naturally and be easy. Breathe in the I AM Presence and feel the spirit of God unfolding throughout the essence of all you are.

The I AM Presence is a powerful tool to greatly increase your vibration. From this state of being you may ask for healing, support or manifestation for the highest good of all.  You can ask for something specific but it is also enough to just flow with the energy carried by this vibration. The Divine knows where the energy is most needed for you.

You can add high vibrational words to positively affirm what you want to manifest in your life. I AM love. I AM truth. I AM light. I AM abundant.  I AM healthy. I AM grateful. I Am a child of the Universe.

I Am ONE with all of you. <3

Love,

Dana