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. 🙂

 

 

 

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.

 

 

 

 

Facebook Lies and Ego: Your Life Doesn’t Really Suck

 

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“Glimpse of Heaven” Painted By: Linda Masson

I think every writer has a day (or maybe even several thousand days) in their career where the blank page glares back at them like a flashing neon sign. I’m having one of those days right now. My thoughts just won’t connect to my keyboard. Facebook is calling me – I have to play Candy Crush.  The words just aren’t flowing. (Delete, delete, delete) Microsoft Word is mocking me. “What’s the matter with you, Dana; are your words dried up already? You just got started blogging.  Slacker! Have another cookie or three (or seven) and forget about this writing thing.  

Is Microsoft Word really mocking me or, is it my own fear and ego violently debating my inner guidance? Should I, or should I not, really say what’s on my mind?

I don’t normally “worry” about how other people are going to feel or think about me in my endeavor to express my opinions but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about it. We all have our own perception of reality though. I can’t be responsible for another person’s perception of my writing or my beliefs. I can’t let crap like that in my own head influence what I write or what I don’t write. The only thing I have to be responsible for is my intention. If my intention serves my highest good or another person’s highest good, then it’s too bad what other people think. I might be a lady of the light (I said light, not night) but I’m not going to let my ego or fear keep me from expressing myself.   Now get busy and write! It’s what you do so just do it. 

When I was a kid I had none of these types of inhibitions. I said what was on my mind, usually got a slap and life went on until the next time I opened my opinionated mouth to my parents.  I’ve taken very serious steps in my spiritual journey since then. I’ve become more aware of the power of thoughts and words; my own as well as those of others. Sometimes I just want to say things that I am consciously aware are going to draw me into negativity. I do this because I don’t want someone else to “get the best of me.” This is pure EGO at work.  As James Van Praagh would say……ego equals “edging God out.” I work so hard to overcome my ego but I’m not always successful. There are those days where I feel like I’ve “lost a turn” and have gone “back three steps” in the game of spiritual pursuits. I want to be a better person. I strive to be a better person. My ego doesn’t always let me be a better person.  Back to the starting position I go.

I think that life on Earth is our “learning curve.” When we are ready to move on to a higher plane of existence, we will have learned enough not to have an ego. I think I must have lived many past lives here on Earth. I still haven’t learned how to completely keep my unsolicited thoughts to myself, which is why I keep coming back to this planet.  I should have by now, at the very least, learned when not to open THE    BIG    JEWISH    MOUTH. And so the cycle continues until I fully allow mind to meld with spirit in every thought word and deed. Yeh, that’s gonna happen. I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing one of those monk robes.

Absent-mindedly munching on kale chips (if one is good  – more is better – the whole bag is a laxative), I was sprawled in my favorite chair in the family room. I was scrolling through my Facebook news feed and watching my bird friends devour the sunflower seeds from the feeder. I was still struggling over what to blog about this week while simultaneously yelling at Microsoft Word to get out of my head. (no, I’m not getting a kickback from them) Oh wait, the birds remind me of something funny.

Years ago, I was living in the frozen tundra in rural bible belt Pennsylvania.  I was driving to my house with my daughter and a friend of hers.  I think they were about 12  or 13 at the time. I remarked that when I got home that I had to feed my bird friends.  I heard a gasp from the back seat and glanced in the rear view mirror.  My daughter’s friend was visibly upset.

Me:     Amanda, what’s wrong?

Amanda:   Um, do  you think you can take me home?

Me:     Why, are you sick?

Amanda:     No.

Me:     Well, what’s wrong? I thought you were going to sleep over tonight.

Amanda:     Well, I’m a Christian.

Me:     Yeh, so?  I’m a Jewish Democrat. (not something you really want to advertise in the bible belt) What’s the problem?

Amanda:     Well, my mom wouldn’t want me to hang out here with you and your boyfriends.  Hey, are you really Jewish? (she was totally looking for the horns)

Me:     Boyfriends? What boyfriends? Amanda, what are talking about?

Amanda:     Well you said you had to feed your boyfriends when you got home.

Me:     (having an ah hah moment and bursting out laughing)  Not boyfriends silly girl, bird friends! I have to feed my bird friends. (I was having visions  of wearing a gigantic SCARLETT LETTER on my camo jacket and my name being blasted on every household scanner in the mountains – “hoe on the hill” – echo……….echo……….echo………)

Amanda: (obviously relieved and laughing now) Oh, I can stay now. What’s for dinner? I’m starving.

Me:  Sunflower seeds.

Amanda:   Can I call my mom?

So, I’m still sitting here scrolling through my Facebook news feed while trying to figure out what I’m going to write about this week. It occurs to me that Facebook can be depressingly phony at times.  I feel that social media is full of ego and has so much to do with why many people feel inadequate these days.  The “she has what I want and I don’t have it and feel jealous so she’s a bitch” syndrome is everywhere.  This is pure ego. Although Facebook certainly has many good qualities and many wonderful people, it can also be a cesspool of pretense.  Aside from the garden variety “please pray for my aunt’s uncle’s cousin’s mother’s step-son” and all of those disgustingly not good for you pictures of fatty and GMO filled dessert recipes, people only want others to see all of the “good things” that are happening in their lives. They can’t wait to post a status or a photo of a fabulous vacation, some perfectly plated food at a chi-chi restaurant or, some new bauble on a finger they are trying not to obviously shove in your face in a picture.

That ring she’s wearing can signal a ship in the harbor at night. Her husband must be doing so well.  Nah, her ring is some schlock cubic zirconia from a shopping channel. Her husband is a stingy momzer.)  She looks like a new Cadillac but her jewelry is from China.

Don’t be fooled by appearances. Even more so, don’t let what you think another person has and you don’t have, become a source for your own unhappiness. The people in those pictures are just like you and I.  They fart and they belch. They take Viagra and Prozac. Sometimes their kids hate them, they all have bad hair days and sometimes they walk around with their button undone on their pants because they gorged on trashcan cookies (here’s a link to the recipe). YUM! http://vanessabaked.com/?s=trash+can+cookies&submit=Search

So, where, I ask you, are the normal “life is real – everyone has their own crap to deal with everyday” – Facebook posts? How about “Good morning Facebook friends! I just caught my wife doing the Maytag man.  I had no idea the dryer was even broken” or,  “The police just released this mug shot of my son.  I told him not to wear that trashy bra with the white blouse. Oy.” (this would be a double whammy for a Jewish mother)  How about this status – photo of a woman with her perfectly set table and beautifully prepared meal, “I made this for our 25th anniversary dinner right before I caught my husband, the rat bastard, having cyber sex with three bimbos. Now he’s busy trying to extinguish the computer I set on fire.”

The point is that not every picture and status tells the REAL story.  Do you see where I’m going here? The fact that there is a “real story” behind every picture is the essence of what I want to express.  People allow others to see what they want them to see. We all have human egos that often times refuse to allow the negative things that affect our lives to show through. (Except for the Facebook Drama Queens and Kings – shout out to them for being real!) “Imma whoop yo bitch hoe ass. Yo back door man be MY life hostage!” Translation: I’m going to kick your sorry butt because the guy you’re cheating with is my husband!

Why don’t our lives look like the people in the pretty picture?  Our jealousies and insecurities over things or situations we think others have that are better than our own situation can make us feel jealous and ungrateful. Without gratitude we have nothing.  Our lives are a vicious cycle of acquiring one material thing after another, each time trying to get more things or do better than we’ve done in the past.  It’s okay to strive for the things we want and we should have them.  What we shouldn’t do, is forget to the live in the moment. Life is now, not after you get that new chachki or job or vacation or whatever. There will always be something else you desire; something that you think will make you happier. Your desire for some thing will never go away.  Chasing that desire as the cure for your happiness is what really makes you unhappy.

Expressing gratitude and appreciation for the things you already have in your life is the fastest way to bring more and more joyful experiences to yourself.  By doing this you create a vibration of abundance around yourself rather than a vibration of lack. If you are concentrating on gratitude then you will begin to find that negative things begin to dissipate as you only allow your thoughts to be those of appreciation and well-being.  This is a practice we must learn to do each day.  Gratitude is something you must constantly choose.

There are more things in life to be thankful for beside material things although those physical manifestations of your desires probably come to your mind first. Try to delve a bit deeper and learn to appreciate the things which are beyond the physical. Look within and appreciate all of the amazing traits you have and all that you are.  Be grateful that as a “spiritual being having a human experience” you have been given the power to create life as you desire it to be.  The power of your mind is unlimited. The only thing that limits you are your own limiting beliefs. Wow! I’m so profound I scare myself sometimes. – haha.

Creeping on other people’s Facebook pages and calling them bitches because they’re driving a new Mercedes isn’t the way to attract the things you want into your own life.  “How did she get that rich guy to marry her? She’s not even a nice person and her upper lip needs to be waxed.” How is this fair? Any woman walking around with a mustache shouldn’t be driving a Mercedes. She must be able to suck golf balls through a straw or something. Yes, that’s it.  (Oh please…….spare me that “I’m offended” crap.  I’m just saying what everyone is thinking!!!!!)

I think we all need to be more like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. It’s the grass is always greener story.  You think you would be happy if you were inside those pictures you see on Facebook, right? Not necessarily. Those smiling people have the same problems you and I have. They’re human just like us. Having money or material things doesn’t necessarily make them happier people (although I’m guessing it’s better to cry in a Mercedes than in a Suzuki). Some of those material things and pictures we see on social media are all an illusion. We’re all equal in this world. Money does not make one better or happier than another.  We all have many of the same struggles and eventually we’re all going to end up in the same place in the ground.  So why not live for today and be grateful for what is in front of us right now? Crying about what we don’t have isn’t going to bring us any closer to getting it. In fact, it will keep us further away from our desires. Things can’t be changed in life if you attack them from a place of misery. Universal Law of Attraction – that which is like unto itself will be drawn. Be and think positive and you will get positive. Be and think negative and you will get negative. Works every time.

Not only will thinking negative thoughts make you feel bad but crazy conversations with your ego will begin to manifest in your head. Happens to me all the time as my followers well know. 🙂

Love,

Dana

P.S.

I’ve met some wonderful people on Facebook who have become trusted and loving friends. When it’s good, it’s great. When it’s bad, it can make you feel like your life sucks. It doesn’t.

Please check out my friend Linda’s site. http://www.bestpsychicdirectory.com/canada/LindaMasson-l.html

She’s a wonderful artist as well as an amazing intuitive.

 I also thought you would enjoy these breathtaking Fall sunset pictures over Edinboro Lake in Pennsylvania. They were taken by my very talented sister, Holly.

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Reiki is Energy Healing – NOT Voodoo!

The word reiki is composed of two Japanese words – Rei and Ki. Put simply, “Rei” can be defined as the wisdom of the Higher Intelligence of the Universe, while “Ki” is the non-physical energy that emanates from all living things. Ki is the energy flow in plants, animals and humans. My personal definition of reiki is “higher wisdom (God/Source/All That Is) intelligence energy that lovingly heals.”

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An amazingly beautiful depiction of energy by Linda Masson Serenity Garden Art

I’m not a fan of giving long and boring dissertations. Who wants to read crap like that? Not me. I would rather try to provide a more “colorful” view. So, if the following commentary doesn’t give you a complete understanding of Reiki, please just google it or feel free to contact me. 🙂

 I first heard the term “reiki” when I went to see a pain management doctor. We talked about different modalities for healing the RSD with which I had been recently diagnosed.  I really wasn’t into the endless pill popping, pain pumps and physical therapy, (to  me, “physical therapy” is just another term for sucking the insurance companies dry.)  Can you say “bad experience?”  I told the doctor I wanted to try the most natural approach to pain management as possible.  He asked me if I ever heard of reiki. Nope, never have.  He looked over his glasses and down his nose at me. “Reiki is rough stuff,”  he said, in a somber tone, “but I’m told it works very well.” I immediately had visions of some medieval torture like bloodletting with leeches. Why the hell would I want to do that?

When in doubt, I always look up. I have legions of angels that follow me around. They must like me or something. So, I asked them to show me what I needed to do for self-healing.  I have to laugh because in the next two weeks I was literally bombarded with the word “reiki”. I had never heard of reiki before my visit to the doctor. Suddenly, everywhere I turned I was seeing the word like a flashing neon sign.

For example, I was searching for something on Ebay and the next thing I knew I was looking at a list of “reiki infused candles”. Hey, how did that get there? That wasn’t what I searched for. Okay, I’ll be perfectly honest, I was searching for a Tory Burch handbag and those cute little flats she does with the logo, you know?  I really feel I needed the bag and shoes to wear to a livestock auction that I was attending in my “neighborhood” the following week. After all, when I protested carnivores and made it on the 6 o’clock news, I wanted to look totally put together. (yes, I realize these fabulous items are made from leather but that isn’t the point -) My grandmother would kill me if I was out in public, let alone on television, looking like a schlepper, carrying any old shmata.  I can just hear people saying…….(She was a crazy, new age weirdo who laid down in front of the cows but she looked SOOOO chic). Wait, I think I just channeled Joan Rivers. May she rest in peace. LUUVVED HER!

Honestly, and I really am being honest, I have no idea how the “male chastity device cage” listing appeared on the Ebay search page.  Whatever I clicked on was by accident. I promise. But, I have to say I was fascinated looking at that thing and thinking about how it would work on my husband.  Wait, wait………hear me out please – this isn’t going to be weird. I did receive about 2 minutes of sheer joy daydreaming of Al in the emergency room having this “thing” removed from his um, “thing”  (sorry the key got “lost” oopsie)  Okay, well maybe it was more like 5 minutes of joy but that’s all, I swear.

I was seeing stuff on the internet for reiki everywhere; reiki jewelry, reiki candles, reiki “massages” (um that’s a no no). I even saw a sign outside of a physicians office” Reiki Done Here.” Really? Bloodletting in Northwestern Pennsylvania?  On second thought, maybe I shouldn’t have been so surprised after all. Anything can happen in the hills.

It was pretty clear that my angels were sending me a message about reiki. I did a little research, found that there was no pain or leeches involved (goes to show you that medical doctors don’t know everything)   and BOOM – an opportunity to take a Reiki Level 1 class practically came knocking on my door. Universal synchronicity never ever fails to amaze me.

IMG_0512The first level of reiki is very gentle and loving but at the same time, can be life changing.  At this level, students receive reiki and are taught to self-heal.  They receive an “attunement” which aligns them with the reiki energy so that they may channel this energy to themselves, family and friends. Students are highly encouraged to share this healing gift with others at this time of learning. The reiki principles are taught and students are encouraged to live by this beautiful philosophy.  The energy centers in the body, called chakras, are introduced and their significance in the healing process is explained. The students are given energy exercises which they are asked to practice on a daily basis for continuous learning.

Okay so that’s my unofficial-official explanation of Reiki I. Now I will tell you about my experience.  I couldn’t make the group class so my teacher was kind enough to schedule a private 8 hour session with me. I was quite fascinated with everything I learned that day and the time flew by very quickly as I absorbed this new found knowledge……….

We are “alive” because of the life force energy (ki) that flows through us. It flows through our physical bodies via energy centers called chakras and, flows around us in a field of energy called the aura. Life force nourishes our cells and our organs and supports them in their crucial functions. Disruption of this flow of life force can cause diminished function in these areas.

Thoughts become things.” If we allow these negative thoughts and feelings to invade our consciousness, they will attach themselves to the energy field and cause a disruption in the flow of life force.

Reiki heals by flowing through parts of the energy field that have been afflicted with negative thoughts, feelings, disease, etc. and, charges them with positive energy. Reiki raises the vibration of the energy field in the areas where this negative energy is attached, causing it to break up and dissipate. It clears and heals the energetic pathways, which allows the life force to flow in a healthy manner.

 My teacher asked me if I was ready to receive my “attunement”. Um, gulp. I guess so. I didn’t see any instruments of torture nearby or dolls with pins sticking in them so I thought I was good.  I did see a couple of small crystal skulls sitting on a shelf but I told myself that my angels sent me here so it must be okay. What I did feel during the attunement was a very loving, warm and peaceful energy come over me. It was fleeting. It was gone before I could really embrace it.  My teacher then asked me to give a healing to her. (uh oh)

I directed the energy to her the same way she had just taught me.  She began to ooh and ahh and smile and tell me how wonderful she was feeling. I have to tell you that I was starting to get a little freaked out.   Nervously, I took a few steps back from her. I couldn’t help but think of  Shirley MacLaine. (Holy shit, you’re as crazy as she is if you believe this crap) I honestly didn’t know what to think. One thing was very clear to me though;  my teacher was feeling something very real. And, although it had quickly passed, I, too, had also felt that very real something when I received my attunement.

My thoughts were in a jumble when I left my teacher’s home that day but I knew the angels wouldn’t have sent me to her if I wasn’t supposed to learn and grow from this experience. So, I decided I would give the practice of reiki a chance. Technically speaking, I was clear on how and what to practice but I just wasn’t sure I believed this stuff.

I gave it a shot. Nothing happened. No self healing; nothing earth shattering. I couldn’t change a staff into a snake or make it rain frogs. I continued to practice and began to notice  with each practice that my faith grew a little deeper. I relaxed a little more each time and begin to allow the energy to flow through me. I began to realize that this was a process. I was given the tool but I had to learn how to use it in order to define reiki for myself. (I still can’t change a staff into a snake or make it rain frogs but,  I can bring forth the Angel of Death simply by calling Al’s ex-wife on the phone. Lovely woman. May she live long, be well and never be alone in bed – the bedbugs and lice should always keep her company! (Gotta love the fine art of a  Yiddish curse!)  Sorry for the digression. It’s a big problem of mine.

I invited a friend to my house so that I could practice reiki on her. What I learned that day is what really changed my life. In giving healing, I was being healed.  Once again, I felt that calm, peaceful and loving feeling that I had felt that day during my attunement.  I realized that for me, reiki was a journey. It was just another step along the path of my spiritual development.  The more I practiced the reiki, the more I was allowing the energy to flow for my continued spiritual growth and development but most of all, for my self-empowerment.

Having been through three levels of reiki training, I am now considered a “reiki master.” But you know, I’m not the master here. I’m the student. Each and every time I practice reiki on myself or on another, I learn something new; I feel something new.  I recently gave a friend of mine reiki healing. She told me that she felt amazing during the session and when we were finished she said she was “high.” First time I ever heard someone catching a buzz from reiki but hey, it’s legal and you don’t get the munchies. BONUS! I understood exactly what she was saying though. I was feeling the “high” too.

I feel that I can liken receiving reiki to receiving “confirmation” in the Catholic Church.  In the confirmation ceremony, you become sealed with the gift of the Holy Spirit but, that doesn’t necessarily mean your ticket to heaven is assured. This gift must be nurtured and cherished and used wisely.  (In my opinion, Catholics believe they own that train to heaven  – that you have to buy your ticket to the celestial gates directly from them. Personally, I think that train derailed a long time ago. ) ( Jeez, will you please stop throwing things at me? I’m allowed to have my opinion and I really do like the Pope! He’s such a mensch!)

At some point, I may further my reiki journey by becoming a master/teacher. I don’t necessarily feel that I want to teach reiki but I know that raising my vibration to that level will help me to travel a deeper and more enlightened spiritual path. More importantly, it will certainly help me serve more of humanity.

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Beautiful chakra healing crystals, courtesy of Divine Healing with Mary. Bring peace, harmony and balance to your life with energy and crystal healing.

As reiki heals the mind and spirit as well as the body, it is my belief that we all each need to participate in our own healing by connecting with our I AM presence in order to live a happier and healthier life.

Bring peace to your heart by letting go of anger. Be happy and live in the moment. After all, each moment is really all we ever have. We’re guaranteed nothing more. Don’t worry about things you can’t change. Worrying will only lower your vibration and draw more negative energy to you. It can’t change the situation. Only YOU can change the way you THINK about the situation. Be grateful for what you do have instead of being unhappy about what you don’t have. Work honestly and put your whole heart soul into everything you do each day. You will be amazed at the joy that this self-satisfaction can bring. Be kind and loving to every living being. Where there is LOVE there can be no more.

And, if you’re Jewish, (and even if you’re not) please call your mother everyday.

Much love,

Dana

Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions about reiki, want to learn how to make your children feel guilty or want to learn to curse in Yiddish. 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Energy Clearing and Saging: Mom, What the Hell are you Smoking?

 

FullSizeRender(9)Some friends recently visited my home.  When they left, I really felt the need to do some serious energy clearing, (also known as space clearing, smudging, or saging) in order to remove some negative energies that were still lingering in the house. I love my friends but the baggage they carry around with them from their previous marriages is enough to stagnate my space for several lifetimes.  Let it go already. It’s been 15 freaking years. Move on.

Anyway, I found myself in my kitchen with my white sage bundle and my turkey feathers (no turkeys were injured in the gathering of these feathers). I called in my angels and guides, lit the sage, waited for it to really catch and then gently blew out the flame until I had billows of smoke all around me. I have no idea what was going through my mind as I continued to light the bundle repeatedly and blow it out until my kitchen was completely full of smoke. If some is good, more is better, right? Not always. The idea is to cleanse the space not to fumigate it. My kitchen looked like something out of a Cheech and Chong movie. (Please tell me you know who they are). Sage has a wonderful aroma but I guess it could be likened to marijuana if you’re not familiar with the smell. My eyes were tearing, I was choking and sputtering, my dogs were sneezing and in walks my daughter.  I saw her look at me dumbfounded, sniff the air and shriek.  “MOTHER, what the HELL are you smoking?”FullSizeRender

The ritual of burning sage, called saging or smudging, is one of the oldest and purest methods of cleansing negative or impure energy from a person or a space. Native American sage burning (did you ever wonder what was really in those peace pipes?) is the most commonly recognized form of this ritual although this practice exists in many other cultures throughout the world – from the Catholic Church’s use of the rich aroma of frankincense to the use of the pleasant and uplifting scent of palo santo (sacred wood) in purification rites by indigenous people of the Andes.

I use white sage (salvia apiana) which is commonly found in smudge sticks. The leaves of the sage plant are burned and the smoke is directed into and onto areas that are in need of clearing and protection.  As the leaves burn and you speak and express your gratitude for its assistance, the spirit of the sage plant releases its positive energy into the space or onto the object that needs to be cleansed or cleared. As the smoke billows through the room or moves over a surface, it attaches itself to any negative energy that is within the space. As the smoke clears, the spirit of white sage carries the now unattached negative energy up to the divine light for transmutation. This heavy energy becomes released, so that it may transform to positive energy.

“Salvia,” the Latin for sage, stems from the word ‘to heal.’ Sage leaves are a grayish-whitish-green. Rubbing them between your fingers causes a wonderful cleansing scent to be released. Aside from healing and purification, benefits of burning sage include increased spiritual awareness, protection, clarity and, of course, wisdom.  Is it an accident that we refer to wise people as “sages”?  I wonder if “sage” could  just be another name for stoner.  Hmmm. This is definitely something worth pondering for a future post. 🙂

There are many different types of sage, including “diviners sage”  (salvia divinorum) which, according to Wikipedia, is a hallucinogenic.   I actually think I got some of that diviner stuff by mistake last week. Yikes.

When I first started communicating with the spirit world, I realized that sometimes energies would linger in the spaces where I conducted readings. I would always set the intention that by doing a visualization my space would be clear. This comes in handy when I’m at a place where I can’t use the sage.

It’s very simple to do. Just imagine that the impure energies (either yours or energies you have picked up from others), are released from your energy field, back to the earth. This is called grounding and clearing. It is a highly beneficial practice for any intuitive or energy worker. Close your eyes and take a few deep breaths. Call in  your angels and guides and ask them to protect and assist you. Visualize yourself in a bubble of pure white light. See any dark or heavy energy that may have attached itself to you, exit through your feet and become released back to the earth.  You can use this routine to clear your house, or any space where the energy feels thick or heavy.   Many times I use this technique after I have a fight with my husband. 🙂  I see him disappearing with the negative energies.  Bye bye, Al!

Sometimes the mental clearing isn’t enough (Al is still there) and you have to use the white sage.  Again, it’s important to set an intention. You can repeat a mantra or a prayer.  I call in my angels and guides. After placing a bubble of white light around me, I ask them to assist me by transmuting all negative energies into positive energies.  I do this as I walk through the house or around the space or object I am cleansing.  You should do and say whatever feels right for you in your cleansing ritual.

I suggest you use a heat proof container or bowl to put the sage in after you light it.  I use white sage bundles or sticks which are readily available in metaphysical stores or on the internet. Once the stick begins to flame,  blow it out.   Once the flame is blown out, it will smoke. (Don’t be an idiot like me and let it flame and burn). The movement and release of the energy comes with the smoke and not with the flame.

Place the lit, smoking top of the sage stick, down inside the bowl and use  your hand or a feather to “waft” the smoke to the areas you want to cleanse. When doing my entire house, I usually start in the basement and then walk clockwise around the house. It’s important to let the sage smoke get into the corners and into closets and other small spaces where negative energies can linger.  When you are finished, open a window to release the smoke and attached energies.

I self-smudge too. I usually do this every other day or so. You can take your bowl of lit sage and put it on the floor between your feet and ankles.  Bend over and waft the smoke upward until you have sent the smoke above your head.

I also like to burn rosemary and palo santo in my space while I am doing a reading or meditation. Palo santo is a mystical tree that grows on the coast of South America and is related to frankincense and myrrh.  In Spanish, Palo santo means “holy wood”.  Also readily available in metaphysical stores and on the internet, it has sweet notes of pine, mint and lemon and is enjoyed by many for its energetically cleansing and healing properties that are similar to sage.  It provides an uplifting scent that raises your vibration in preparation for meditation and allows for a deeper connection to the Source of all creation.  It is also said that palo santo enhances creativity and brings good fortune to those who are open to its magic.  It’s also fabulous for helping to keep away mosquitoes! I throw some in with the wood in my fire pit. Palo santo does not affect the taste of smores so no worries there.   Oh my gosh! Have you tried smores with bananas and peanut butter cups? Yummie!

Hmmm. I wonder if burning sage and palo santo is giving me the munchies!

 

With Love, Healing & Crystal Energy,

Dana

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