The Treasure Within

This is a reprint of an article written in Alan Cohen's July 2011 Newsletter sent to me by a friend. I think it well worth printing again and sharing with you all. Notice taken especially to the areas I have highlighted and italicized.

The TREASURE in YOUR BASEMENT

Earlier this month the nation of India discovered a nearly unbelievable treasure locked in the basement of the Sree Padmanabhaswamy Temple in Trivandrum. The cache of gold statues, diamonds, and jewels was accumulated through donations to the temple by wealthy families over a period of 500 years. Locked in six tightly secured rooms, no one has viewed the booty for over 150 years.

The value of the find is currently estimated at a minimum of $22 billion, perhaps much more. Indian leaders are now deciding what to do with the treasure, the sum of which exceeds India’s annual budget for education for the entire nation of nearly 1.2 billion people.

Since what you see outside you, including public news, represents what is happening inside you, the news is good for all of us. You have an extraordinary treasure hidden in your basement. You own a royal fortune of talent, insight, creativity, vision, love, and connection to universal wisdom. Like the treasure at Padmanabhaswamy, your cache has largely been locked away. Yet the day comes when the riches are liberated and put to good use. No one benefits from gold sitting in a dark chamber, especially when circulating it can improve the world. How many people in India can be fed for $22 billion? How many homes could be built for the many impoverished there? How many children could be educated so they can create better lives for themselves and their families?

I think it symbolic and appropriate that the greatest hidden treasure of all time has been unearthed in one of the most overtly poor nations on the planet. No matter the appearance of lack or bleakness the outer world shows us, there exists an invisible gift to offset it. The issues of the world seem insurmountable: the ecological crisis, financial deficit, war, hunger, and social and moral decay. Yet there are answers and healing for all of these pressing issues if we just look below the surface, and go within.

The deity of the Trivandrum Temple, Padmanabhaswamy, represents the Hindu Lord Vishnu asleep. Perhaps Lord Vishnu is waking up as an inspiration for all of us to join him.

To read the rest of the article, go to http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2011/07/06/137627235/some-22-billion-in-gold-diamonds-jewels-found-in-indian-temple

The Anthony Case

Casey Anthony was found not guilty today of murdering her daughter, Caylee. I'm not writing to talk about whether the verdict was right or wrong; that was left up to the jury to decide and they have declared their verdict.

What I would like to comment on was people's reaction to the verdict and my take on their reaction. It appears we have a lot of angry people out there. I've never heard so many people say, "She deserves to die," as I have heard during these proceedings. Those are very strong, judgmental words. I, personally, did not watch the trail...did not want to watch it because of the drama involved. It seems the more people watched, the more outraged they became as the days progressed. Did any of those people who were outraged have any control over what the outcome was going to be? The jury already had been selected. It was out of every one's hands, except those selected.

But the bigger question I have is, if this is a Christian nation, as so many propose it is (and would be the first to say they are Christian when asked their belief), would not Casey Anthony be forgiven by God for any misdeeds, if done, according to what Christ did for the children of God (everyone on earth) at the crucifixion? And yet, so many wanted to crucify her before and after the verdict???? Why? Is it so hard for us to realize that life sometimes is not fair...we are powerless over so many things. Is it hard for us to wrap our minds around what Christ accomplished on that cross? Is that a much greater love, than in our humanness, we are capable of perceiving? We, in our humanness, don't know that depth of love. Those are times when I have to say, "God, I can't..... but I am willing to allow you to do it through me."

Does this point perhaps to the spiritual sickness that pervades our land....where we want to take vengeance into our own hands out of our own anger at what are seemingly injustices. Anger is nothing more than wanting to change a person or a situation....so I understand that. So....what is it that so many want to change?

Have we forgotten who we are? We came from Love and are here to be examples of love and forgiveness to one another...examples of Christ's love to all (according to Christian belief). Christ told us in Matthew, “If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me.” Those are difficult marching orders when you get in the trenches of life, and especially have to follow to the love and forgiveness part.

I question whether the anger expressed is really unspoken anger that perhaps a lot of people have toward their own parents, caregivers or authority figures for how they were treated as children...and perhaps have never talked about and that is ready to be released. This certainly has given them a safe direction to vent their anger...one that is less confrontational...one that perhaps feels safer.

The question is this, however, venting the anger in the direction of Casey Anthony will do nothing to address the depth of anger within or the reason that it is there. It will only lie dormant until it gets tapped into again in another news happening, or something that pushes "the button".

We are, in history, an angry, vengeful nation. We even stalk down those who in other lands have done something we perceive as incorrect or doing things not according to "our beliefs". We declare war on them. When were we ordained the earth's police department.

I've often said we are still like the early settlers, who were as rebellious teenagers, running away from that which no longer worked for them. Would it not have been better for them to confront their situation of lack of religious freedom...rather than run to this land, and do the very same thing when they arrived here to the Native Americans' beliefs? The settlers did what had been done to them in their native land. They forced their religious beliefs on the Native Americans.

It is time to come home....... come home to ourselves, deal with our internal wounds individually, and collectively, so that we can move through the pain, that has been stored within our individual and national soul. Otherwise we will recreate it over and over in circumstances trying to make sense of the original wounds.

It is time to return to the Love, from which we came, remember who we are and heal not only ourselves....but our land. It is time to build bridges of understanding amongst ourselves, First, however, what did not work has to be torn down in order to rebuild. Our foundation has been built on unstable ground. It has to be rebuilt on different ground, with different values. Our values have brought us to where we are today. Is your life working for you?

Full moon in Scorpio....hiding...May 17th, 2011..taken at 5:45 AM in FL

Walking the walk..not talking the walk

AL's newly elected governor, Robert Bentley, has sure made an impression with his comment, "So anybody here today who has not accepted Jesus Christ as their savior, I'm telling you, you're not my brother and you're not my sister."

Gosh, if I was standing on the outside looking in, I'm not so sure I would want to come in where he is at. Bless his heart, I guess he forgot that, in Christianity's beliefs, we all stand at the foot of the cross....none is righteous, no not one. Perhaps he didn't get that memo yet. I don't think I would be interested in the example of the God that he purports, because that is not an example of the loving God that I know. I didn't see where Jesus excluded anyone or pushed them away....except the self righteous religious people of the day. I just find it sad. And we wonder why there is such division in our country, why there are such differences and divisions. How can we be one when Governor Bentley's "club", for example, is one of exclusion, rather than inclusion. How can we reach a place of agreement, and go beyond our differences, about things that face us as a country, when a man who serves sees "differences" among those he SERVES, rather than a oneness. This is only my opinion, but when you serve as a leader in government, I think you are to serve all the people of your state/district the same, black, white, yellow, red, rich, poor, saved, not saved, different faiths etc....they are all the same.. they are just the people of your state/district. You are a representative of the people...not some of the people. Isn't there enough hatred in our world, without adding more fuel to the fire?

I've gotten so grieved hearing out all the shootings, differences in our government, etc. while listening to our news, that one day this week, as I was getting ready for work, I turned on Heart radio, LBC News 1152, hoping to get a break from the usual. What I heard was more about the troubles between the blacks and whites, and the economy etc. in Europe. You can't get away from it anywhere! It occurs to me that we, as a people of the world, are addicted...yes, addicted. We are addicted to doing things the same way as we always have done them and it seems like it is the time to face those addictions and "get sober".

Back in the 90's, while working at an A&D treatment center, I learned that way of doing things was called insanity...doing the same things over and over expecting different results. I was amazed when I heard a young man in his 20's talk at a meeting one day about how he, being from Tennessee, was taught by his dad to hate blacks and Yankees. This young man did not feel right inside about that and it was causing him great turmoil to hang onto that hate and it was one of the "beliefs" that he often drank over. And that hate still prevails today....just because it was taught. And not just taught in our country, but every where that man inhabited, as evidenced in the news "from across the pond". Hating someone who is different is the lazy man's way. Learning about another to reach understanding takes time, an investment of ourselves, and setting aside of our differences to see our "sameness". Perhaps holding onto the hate gives a sense of feeling powerful, when in reality, we as humans, are really powerless in so many ways when it comes right down to changing things about ourselves. That is where we have to call on our Creator's help. We've messed it up. We are one family...the human family and we bicker and fight like a bunch of banty roosters and look where it has gotten us. The point is....is it working for us, as a human family...I don't think so. Our system, our way of living thus far, is broke. It is time we stopped doing things the way we have always done them and ask for a different way from our Creator to do things to bring about harmony and peace. We don't know how to make that happen! Guns don't bring peace.

I heard a recent report regarding Representative Gifford's assailant having done something quiet inhumane. If we truly are spiritual beings on a human journey, then I would say it was a humane action...not of Jared Loughner's Spirit actions, but of his human actions. We all have a light and dark side, representing the Spirit and human parts of our being. He was just not in touch at that moment with his Spiritual side at all. His spirit was not running his life at that time, anymore than when the dad was teaching his son to hate blacks and Yankees. Check out the fruits of the spirit in Galatians 5:22...love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control... When we are acting anything other than those things from Galatians, we are acting out of our humanness and not out of who we were created to be. We were created in God's image...that means we are Spiritual beings...that means with those "fruit of the Spirit". We have forgotten who we really are.

In our country, we don't have a religion problem, we have a spiritual problem, a forgetting problem. We have had too many people "talking the talk, and not walking the walk." It is time to humble ourselves and lay down our differences, our hatreds, all that separates us and become the one family that we are. We have to remember who we really are if we are to survive. If we can't do it in our own country (our home), how can we expect to bring peace to other countries. It is time United States walked the walk.

Believers versus Non-Believers at Christmas

I was listening to the news this morning regarding the billboards posted around the country on behalf of the non-believers/atheists/humanists etc. wanting a balance during a time when Christianity's beliefs seem forced on our nation. What I found most interesting was the way the believers are combating it...and that is to have a billboard war stating their beliefs.

Let's look at this a different way. Non believers in God just have not had a spiritual EXPERIENCE to make God real to them personally. There is nothing wrong with that...it is not their fault...they are stating where they are at. I don't think they are saying, "You should not believe as you do." They are talking more about their own personal experience and just wanting to be heard. Perhaps a more loving way...because that is the premise of what Christianity is about....love.....would be not only to pray for them to have a personal experience that made God real to them, but also for believers to LIVE MORE their beliefs, rather than TALK them.

If you are secure in your beliefs, you don't have to convince anyone else...your experience is your experience and no one can take that from you....in other words...you know what you know. If however, you are coming from a place of believing because someone else told you to believe this way, you come from a place of trying to force your beliefs on someone to help you feel more secure about your own beliefs. No one can take our personal spiritual experiences away from us...they are what they are. We don't need others to believe like us to feel more secure. If we need to do that, we are not all that secure in what we believe to be true. Also, beliefs change over time, as someone matures spiritually. There is a natural questioning time that comes, sometimes after you have accepted someone else's beliefs as your own. Perhaps there has been a parent that you have respected that believed a certain way and you adopted their beliefs as your own out of respect for that person. Then you may come to a time where you question what you "bought" as your own, which is only a time of integrating your beliefs from your head to your heart....a normal part of spiritual growth. Or you may say, "You know what, this doesn't work for me."

So let's stop fighting of any kind this season about our beliefs. That is not going to coincide with the "feeling" of the season. LIVE the "feeling" of the season...don't talk it. Let your beliefs come from a place, as Alcoholics Anonymous talks about, "a program of attraction, rather than promotion." Walk your beliefs, don't talk them.

Where Have I Been?

A month has passed since my last post I just noticed. Where have I been? How did I lose a month and not realize it? What have I been doing? Do you ever lose track of time...weeks of time? I'm sure at this time of year many of us lose track of where we are. This time seems to be a time of confusion among all of us...not just me...and not just because of the holidays. Have I been in such an "accomplishment" mode, that when I am not "accomplishing", I don't feel of value? Besides, are the accomplishments that I have accomplished of any value in the grand scheme of things? You know....a 100 years from now are these accomplishments going to be of any worthwhile value?

Where are we going now...where are we headed? I have at times felt like I'm an egg in the many scrambled egg mixture being beat up. Sometimes I feel beat up....really beat up. Sometimes I don't know what the "next right step" will be, and yet, I keep putting one foot in front of the other. There were times in my life when I felt like I knew where I was headed. This is not one of those times. The things that have been done previously feel outdated or do not work. In listening to the news, our governmental system seems to be saying the same thing. The Democrats didn't like what the former administration did, so we changed. And now, the Republicans don't like what is happening in the current administration, and so we changed in this election also. We keep changing back and forth, back and forth....but the methods have not changed...they've been the same for ions. So what are the answers? Where are we headed? Or is this just me feeling this way?

The attached picture kind of reminds me of where I want to be....out of the water for a moment, to take stock of what is going on in life...a regrouping time. I found it interesting about the perhaps many generations, many species of turtles on the drainage pipe that day. It reminded me of the grandfathers perhaps....and the fathers....mothers...and the children....all observing life from a different perspective...all with a different take on it. It seems to be a time we need to listen to every one's take on life. We all have our perspective, and all have a measure of truth in what we have to offer. The mission is to sort the truth out for ourselves, not just because someone else has said it is the truth. We have to listen to what resonates within ourselves. The only true journey is the journey within, it is said....and that is to listen, and "to thy own self be true."

This seems to be a time where I find myself asking for knowledge, wisdom and discernment to live life, as I don't know the way right now, or am not feeling confident about what I have done in the past and its success in the "now". I'm not looking for anyone else to tell me...because then it is "their truth", but I need to listen to my own inner voice, the voice of wisdom for me, for my next right step. We need a fresh new vision. As we bring our visions to the collective table, perhaps we can chart out a new direction for humanity.

War Is A Racket - Peace Lily Flower

As the war continues abroad, I often wonder the validity of all the lives that have been lost. I am attaching a picture of the flower of the Peace Lily plant. To me this plant says, by its flower, we are all one. Do we realize what we are doing to others and ourselves by being a part of the war machine. Below is one man's thoughts, who was at the time, (now one of only 19) twice awarded the Medal of Honor. The rest of this article is from Wikipedia for your information....and thought.

"Smedley Butler was the most honored man in Marine Corps history. He wrote and spoke that the purpose of US wars is millions and billions in profits for America’s leading “bankers, industrialists, and speculators.” War is a “racket:” a deception whereby its purpose of blood money from American taxpayers to “insiders” is always disguised as noble and necessary ventures to keep Americans propagandized into paying again and again.

General Butler in his summative book, War is a Racket, on the costs of war to ordinary Americans:

“This bill renders a horrible accounting. Newly placed gravestones. Mangled bodies. Shattered minds. Broken hearts and homes. Economic instability. Depression and all its attendant miseries. Back-breaking taxation for generations and generations….

But the soldier pays the biggest part of the bill.

If you don't believe this, visit the American cemeteries on the battlefields abroad. Or visit any of the veteran's hospitals in the United States. On a tour of the country, in the midst of which I am at the time of this writing, I have visited eighteen government hospitals for veterans. In them are a total of about 50,000 destroyed men – men who were the pick of the nation eighteen years ago. The very able chief surgeon at the government hospital; at Milwaukee, where there are 3,800 of the living dead, told me that mortality among veterans is three times as great as among those who stayed at home.

Boys with a normal viewpoint were taken out of the fields and offices and factories and classrooms and put into the ranks. There they were remolded; they were made over; they were made to "about face"; to regard murder as the order of the day. They were put shoulder to shoulder and, through mass psychology, they were entirely changed. We used them for a couple of years and trained them to think nothing at all of killing or of being killed.

Then, suddenly, we discharged them and told them to make another "about face"! This time they had to do their own readjustment, sans [without] mass psychology, sans officers' aid and advice and sans nation-wide propaganda. We didn't need them any more. So we scattered them about without any "three-minute" or "Liberty Loan" speeches or parades. Many, too many, of these fine young boys are eventually destroyed, mentally, because they could not make that final "about face" alone.”

…Yes, the soldier pays the greater part of the bill. His family pays too. They pay it in the same heart-break that he does. As he suffers, they suffer. At nights, as he lay in the trenches and watched shrapnel burst about him, they lay home in their beds and tossed sleeplessly – his father, his mother, his wife, his sisters, his brothers, his sons, and his daughters.

When he returned home minus an eye, or minus a leg or with his mind broken, they suffered too – as much as and even sometimes more than he. Yes, and they, too, contributed their dollars to the profits of the munitions makers and bankers and shipbuilders and the manufacturers and the speculators made. They, too, bought Liberty Bonds and contributed to the profit of the bankers after the Armistice in the hocus-pocus of manipulated Liberty Bond prices.

And even now the families of the wounded men and of the mentally broken and those who never were able to readjust themselves are still suffering and still paying.”

His recommendation to remove wars' profit motive. “Let the officers and the directors and the high-powered executives of our armament factories and our munitions makers and our shipbuilders and our airplane builders and the manufacturers of all the other things that provide profit in war time as well as the bankers and the speculators, be conscripted – to get $30 a month, the same wage as the lads in the trenches get.

Let the workers in these plants get the same wages – all the workers, all presidents, all executives, all directors, all managers, all bankers – yes, and all generals and all admirals and all officers and all politicians and all government office holders – everyone in the nation be restricted to a total monthly income not to exceed that paid to the soldier in the trenches!

Let all these kings and tycoons and masters of business and all those workers in industry and all our senators and governors and majors pay half of their monthly $30 wage to their families and pay war risk insurance and buy Liberty Bonds.

Why shouldn't they?"

They aren't running any risk of being killed or of having their bodies mangled or their minds shattered. They aren't sleeping in muddy trenches. They aren't hungry. The soldiers are!

Give capital and industry and labor thirty days to think it over and you will find, by that time, there will be no war. That will smash the war racket – that and nothing else.”

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose....

Today another piece of my puzzle was put together. Do you ever have those moments when all of a sudden you understand why things happen. Today was one of those for me. I love those words above from the song, Me and Bobby McGee.

I was a twin...however, my twin was stillborn and I didn't know until last year that I had never grieved that loss. You see, I was in the process of a divorce and the judge wanted us to get some therapy before she would grant the divorce. During the session, the therapist had us do a guided meditation. I can not to this day tell you what the meditation was about, but I know somehow he took us to the womb. He didn't know my history before that. We were new clients to him. But anyway in that meditation, he went on past the womb...but I never left that space, I heard him going forward, but I did not. I could not seem to go forward. I was stuck. When he brought us out of the meditation, he asked, my then husband and I, our experience. I said I could not get past the womb. And then he asked what happened there and all of a sudden the grief of 60 plus years came flooding out.....grief that I never had processed. I was amazed. Who would have known that would have come to the surface. If we are really willing to look deeply at our "case", we find out all sorts of interesting things we have experienced....and stuffed! It is kind of like being locked back in that space in time...locked in that grief of having someone I wanted to come forward in life with me, but was not going to...much the same as I felt about my husband, who had decided not to come forward in life with me. It is amazing to me how all things work together for good and how they all interlock. If he had never chosen to leave, and the judge told us to go to counseling, I would have never got in touch with all that painful grief that I was holding inside. What a gift came out of such a painful time.

Today, there was another trigger of that piece...someone triggered my "story" that it was all my fault. Now I have come far enough down this road to be able to recognize when I get triggered. Do I like it, no, but you know I signed up to have that person trigger that for me so I could heal....if I chose not to blame them for triggering me. So today the part that it was "my fault" that my brother did not come forward with me was just one card in the stack, that like a bunch of dominoes, fell down. How freeing it was to know it was not my fault about a lot of things....it just was "what was" at that moment in time. That thought was hitched to a bunch of other circumstances about my thinking it was my fault....and those cards fell as well. What a gift to have been triggered today....and what a gift that same therapist we had gone to, had a cancellation. So...I am back on the freedom road again.

Whenever I don't feel myself, I like to live in the solution to the problem and take steps toward my freedom. There is no sense in mucking around in the muck and having a big pity party....because no one wants to show up, and partying is no fun by yourself!! No one wants to hear me whaaaa, whaaaa, whaaa. So I like living in the solution, as it makes me feel as though I have power...something that I was not feeling when I walked in the door to his office today. I do have power over some things in life about what I choose and today I chose life!

Things Hard to Swallow

Do you ever have things in life that you find "hard to swallow", as they say? When I saw this Blue Heron and the way his neck is crooked, I wonder if he ever has problems swallowing things at times.

You know the hard to swallow concepts, ideas or opinions that just seem so far out there that you can't wrap your mind around them and figure out where someone is coming from. I find that at times they make no sense at all. For example, all the hoopla about Michelle Obama's upper arms. Now if I had good looking upper arms like that, you can bet I'd wear sleeveless dresses too! And I have read how she works out to get those upper arms. Now if that is her thing, God bless her. But the hoopla of all the people out there saying that she, as the First Lady, should not be dressed like that. I guess there must be Presidential/First Lady Fashion Police out there whose job it is to discuss, place judgement and ridicule things like that. Evidently that is their main job.

I recently had to ask a friend, a self-proclaimed Christian, to stop sending the hate emails to me regarding the current administration, immigrants and Muslims. Again, why? Do you have nothing else to do in life, but to criticize those who are different from you. I asked what he was afraid of and he said he was afraid of nothing. I then said if your money, possessions and guns were taken away, would you feel the same? I just don't see where Jesus of the Christian religion packed a gun or told us to do so. There just are some things that I just don't understand and find hard to swallow and wrap my mind around. Some things just don't seem logical. I don't understand how blanket emails can be sent saying the reason we are in such horrible financial straights in our country is due to all the money we pay out to illegal immigrants. Really? Do you really think that? Are you keeping a running tally of every dime that is spent, have you got inside information that the rest of us don't have....or.....

Do these mindless emails just get sent as a way to express anger about something else within (because on some level you have an axe to grind about something) and shoot it to all those on our list that will join your herd mentality of anger. A friend and I are going to paint black spots on dry white beans, put them in a plastic bag, and market them as "instant herd", for those who want to be part of one. I don't think all the anger that is being expressed "out there" right now is about the current administration, the Muslims, or illegal immigrants. I think if they began writing about their anger and wrote, and wrote, and wrote....they might get to the bottom of a lot of what they feel....powerless and scared perhaps and probably what everyone would feel powerless and scared about is something different. I always felt wars were nothing but young men going to war because of old men's fears. There is nothing wrong with feeling powerless and scared, as long as you take it to the next level, and that is surrender....just surrender to those feelings and then perhaps, WHAT YOU FEAR WILL NOT COME UPON YOU. You aren't going to die because you feel powerless or scared....but you will die...as a result of the anger you are camped out in and the effects that can have on the body. I just don't think anyone thinks when they send those emails out. That is poopin' in our American nest...please stop...it is getting very smelly!

Perhaps it is our grandparents saying that, "idle hands are the devil's workshop," is the case here. Are we a country of so many conveniences that we have too much time on our hands to think up these "awfulisms"....and then we pass them on ???? Just think about what you pass on...."Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable--if anything is excellent or praiseworthy--think about such things"....from Philippians. I think the key is if it is ADMIRABLE.....EXCELLENT AND PRAISEWORTHY. We live in a beautiful country, filled with many beautiful people....let's keep it beautiful.

Changes....ch..ch..ch...changes

"Sometimes love is for a moment, sometimes love is for a lifetime,
sometimes a moment is a lifetime." Martin Luther King

Changes...how do you adapt to change? I know how I adapt. I write....and I write and I write and I write and I write some more until I get it all out of me. I write about how I feel about the change, I write about what I don't feel about the change and in between those thoughts, I might write about the things I have to do that day...take a book back to the library, work out at the gym after work, go to the grocery store....just write and write and write and write and write until I get empty...until there is nothing more to say...kind of like I am writing right now...not paying attention to punctuation or grammar....who cares...it's just for me.....just writing and writing and writing. I find then I become an empty vessel where other thoughts and feelings have a way of entering my soul. It is my soul that is talking as I write and write and write and write and write. This isn't school....we are not being graded on what we write or how we write....we just write. It is better if you do it long hand...get one of those juicy gel pens that just flow on the page... and don't write on the computer. There is something about doing it long hand that has another level of cleansing...as if your words are art on a page....and it is your art...your expression on life's page. Don't worry about your penmanship. It is not even important if you can go back and read it.....the thing that is important is to let it flow.....and keep flowing...don't stop....just keep writing and writing and writing...even if you say, "I can't think of anything to write,"....write that down too. It is a cleansing of your soul. Picture yourself cleaning a room of your soul. You know....how you do a thorough cleaning of a room, for example. You move everything out....clean the floors, the walls, the window, and the woodwork.....and sometimes you may even find treasures in the corners that you thought you had lost....or a special article or magazine that you wanted to keep.....

Then you move back in the things that you want....the things that are important....the things that have value. And sometimes, when I move things back in, I put them in a different place...kind of like looking at the change in the relationship or situation from a different prospective.....a fresh new thought...that comes like a breath of fresh air...like feng shui of the soul. Put your thoughts in a new position...a new location....perhaps you decide you didn't like that piece of thought furniture anyway. Now how can you do that unless you clean out all your "thought furniture, belief carpets and memory drapes" from your soul. Move everything out.....clean house. Write until you get down to the little kid space with no expectations, and everything just "is"....that innocence....that wonder about life.

You can do this about everything that bothers you. You can do it at any time of day, no matter where you are. You can carry a little notebook around that is just for you and Spirit....just where you write about your inner most thoughts, even if it is about emptying the cat box when you get home...or cleaning the bathroom....or anything....just write it down...or I am stuck in a traffic jam and nothing is moving.....just write and write and write.