From Jul 24, 2009

My house is my secret hideaway, the place I go to curl up and feel safe.  I’m eager to embrace my comfort zone on a more permanent basis.  Must find a way to work from home.

I suspect that my golden ticket has already been purchased.

News last night that makes all of the worries seem so small.

My psychic friend said it might come at the new moon.

I was ready.  Prepared.  Not sure I believed it when I heard it.  But I’m still comfortable with the magical.  It could be.

and if it’s not, what’s the difference?  living in a state of awe has no dependence upon the all of the no’s you must wade through before you find yourself cuddled with a yes.

From Jul 24, 2009

I’ve been saying this for about a year now: contrast makes the good things even more beautiful.
It was said again today by a man I have quickly grown to respect, whose words I cherish listening to on the long drives to and from work.  It was said that in order move to a higher spiritual level of energy, one must first fall.

On so many levels, I understand this as truth.  You cannot really appreciate the beauty and joy and awe in your life until you’ve witnessed pain and devastation.  I believe that without one, the other is indefinable.

Of course, that doesn’t mean you want to remain in a free-falling state forever.  That simply will not do… but you can absolutely take the difficult parts of life, transforming them into an invaluable lesson, and become the next best you that you can be.

I want to unwrap this concept a little futher.  I don’t know that I will have the time to do this at the moment.  But I will.  I will.

From Jul 23, 2009

In silence, we find truth.

From Jul 22, 2009

I’m back.

To begin with, I am EVER so grateful for my dear friend, El, who so beautifully guest posted here.  I am so pleased to have gotten to know such a lovely, beautiful, and interesting woman such as her.  She’s quickly become one of my best friends, and every single day I think of new and exciting ways that she enhances my life.   If she wasn’t so real, I’d think I made her up.

Which, I suppose, I very well could have.  Except that I didn’t have internet access while I was up on the hippie mountain.  Thank freaking Goddess.

So, about Dreamtime.

Imagine a sudden tent village of happy hippies.  Where everyone gives you blessings and beauty and it’s perfectly normal to bow your head in greeting, introduce yourself with a hug, wear loin cloths for fun, visit didgeridoo chakra cleansing meditative blindfolded workshops, and wander around in the weeds after dark.

And that pretty much sums it up.

We met some very awesome folks, whom we invited to camp with us.  And they will be our friends for a life time, I’m certain.  The highlights of the adventure were the drum & flute & vocals jam we all had together one day.  And the conversations were amazing.

The time I spent with Landon was WONDERFUL.  He’s absolutely my best friend (one of many, but the one I’m closest with).   I can’t wait until next year.  Random pictures to come later.

From Jul 15, 2009

If thoughts become things, then worry is a negative prayer.

It has all the elements of a prayer– the emotion, the energy, the focus.

I mustn’t worry.

My BFF was diagnosed with breast cancer last week.  Instead of worrying, I must focus on the energy of healing and health.

It’s not easy.  Especially when emotions are involved.

However… it’s the only option.  Attitude changes the lens through which we see life.  I can choose a positive, healthful perspective, or I can take a frightened, helpless perspective.

So, I choose… well, duh.  I choose a healthful, hope-filled, faithful attitude.

I need to be reminded here, too.   Emotion makes all things rational fade into the horizon.  Yet… I’m not an overly emotional person.  I can be cheerful about this, even…

Sometimes there aren’t any words.

Sometimes there’s just positive healing energy.

That’s what *I* can do.  I have that within my control.

In the mean time, you can do the same.  Please send positive energy her way.  I need you to do this.