Forgiveness, Inner Child, Meditation, Thankfulness

Forgiveness to share

As I turned on my PC one morning, and said to myself, “I’ll meditate later..” -- I knew I was lying. Proudly, I stopped and sat in my meditation chair with a nice cup of thankfulness and gratitude. As I dreamed of wanting to be an inspirational teacher, I opened up my bible--Conversations With God. Only this time, it was Book Three, which I have never read. Book One has never failed to speak directly to my issues at hand. I open to a page and there it is, an understanding from the Divine. So, it was a pleasant surprise when Book Three did the same. Having just gotten it on library loan, I hadn’t opened it yet and so, as I’m being thankful for all that I have learned, especially forgiveness, I pondered how speaking and creating a “global” readership of my book, Circles in the Sand, was going to be created… with only a droplet of self-doubt lingering in the background. Opening the book, I read:

God: [after asking the author what his vision of himself was]
A person does not have to be widely known to be a great teacher. You went where all great teachers go. To your own wisdom::: your own truth. That is the place to which you must always go, for it is the place you must turn around and come from as you teach the world::: You know the truth of it in your heart::: You are not boasting::: bragging::: you are opening your heart.

Wow! Again, words spoken directly to my heart. All I have to do is stay true to my highest and grandest thought of who I choose to be.

That led me directly backwards, to take a moment to think about the lives that I have already touched. To think of how people--mostly women--have cried, shared, and been inspired that there is healing, forgiveness--there is light.

If you had told me that I would reach this point in life where I can now say I am a child of God, of the Divine, of love… and that I made it through the darkness of fear and hatred right into the arms of spiritual love, I myself would not have believed it.

And that brought me to thinking of our inner child… and then I remembered a young girl who stood at my booth where I was promoting Circles in the Sand for the first time at the Body, Soul, and Spirit Expo in Calgary. She stood off to the side, listening to me talk to some women, and when they left, we found ourselves alone, looking at each other quietly. As we talked, I shared with her how life can be scary and how it has taken me a lifetime to be able to love myself, although I was the “black sheep” of my family; I was “the girl in high school who got ‘caught’.” She quietly said she had anxiety. I told her what I did when I had anxiety-- that I had to remind myself that each time I felt anxious, I always survived--so if she could just hang on, knowing it will end and believing she has angels with her. I understood her peer pressure and the need to fit in and be “cool.” She nodded her head. I shared how scared I was to be standing at this booth, by myself, having written a book that divulged so many of my darkest secrets and sorrows… until one stranger said to me, “Thank you for being our voice. Thank you for having the courage.”
As I continued sharing with this little girl, I felt I was out-of-body, as if I was standing at my side, listening in on the conversation. I told her how that lady was like an angel and made me feel strong and I said maybe she--the little girl--could also be the one to stand alone and speak on behalf of all her friends who were undoubtedly as afraid as she was in trying so hard to be cool and having to step into a world that would slowly eat at their self-worth… at such a young age. At 51, I remembered and she and I were like one. I saw the sparkle in her eyes as she understood that I was afraid but still chose to stand within my power and that she too, could take a chance and do the same… Who was that little girl? I don’t know but this morning, again we spoke, only it was spirit-2-spirit. I upheld her in God’s love.

There I sat--full circle in my thoughts…

A person does not have to be widely known to be a great teacher. You went where
all great teachers go. To your own wisdom. To your own truth. That is the place
to which you must always go, for it is the place you must turn around and come
from as you teach the world::: You know the truth of it in your heart::: You are
not boasting::: bragging::: you are opening your heart.

Namaste

Amazing personal experience while doing "Fire The Grid" for World-Peace meditation

I wanted to share where my soul seemed to take flight while doing the "Fire The Grid" for World Peace meditation -- I hope it inspires at least one person to walk through the fires of sorrow on our planet via their thoughts and prayers -- and to bring one soul from the burning refuge created through the oppostive of LOVE....

Here's my experience through the fire of the grid meditation:

It is my intention to heal my soul, to BE within love in each moment and to partake to heal our earth and love Her children.
I give permission to my soul to participate 100% at 11:11GMT with gratitude and thankfulness to be within the energy to rebuild my foundation and the foundation of the world; to feed my soul constantly and to feed the children of the world at the same moment.
I am firing the grid; I partake within the energy shift of this moment
I am grateful to find and know and feel and connect with my absolute joy within this spiritual hour.
My intention is for my body to awaken me in time to partake;
The greatest abundance of energy within this hour is one of love, of abundance for all, of love, of belief. The abundance of personal energy is to raise my own energy field to my higher spiritual level.
I am special
I am empowered
I am enlightened
I am a peace of divine source
I am a participant within firing the collective energy into WE
I walk into joy
I choose to feel the shift and have enormous gratitude for this honourable gift
I accept each human/each soul exactly as they are in this moment

I felt the layers--from my physical being to deep into the cosmos of my guides and angels and the planets guides and angels--and then deeper into infinity where the level of angelic realm exists that is not within this world.
My joy of life, of trees, of times with dolphins, snorkelling in coral, seeing this planet as mostly water and seeing that the seas need to be healed to allow life force to flow within her natural, undisturbed rhythms.
I remembered all of my moments in nature, quiet by the sea, snorkelling, feeling and sensing the beauty of this planet and of spirit.
I felt my angels and a spiritual realm around the space of myself and my eye’s view to the trees and sky and also to the pictures around my personal space of angels, fairies, nature, sunsets…and then deep into the centre of earth… as I became love and peace, I understood how my BEing affects this planet and all around me. It is a beautiful awakening to see how a choice-change can alter energy and consciousness of others. I saw why I must choose consciously to raise my own energy field to my higher spiritual level.

I saw all children playing, laughing, schools, eating, babies gurgling in their mother’s arms--rather than trying to catch their last breath on this planet--this image of a baby gurgling and cooing next to a baby starving and dying caused a rush of spirit through me…really showing me, allowing me to feel what is in this moment and what we can and will change. My visions fell to Africa and India and Thailand but mainly the first two as far as visions of children and mothers living in joy, rather than fear. Guerrilla soldiers put down their machine guns and came home to eat with families and to laugh; their need for war and power through violence left as they laid down their weapons.
I saw men and women, and the disconnect between these two powers. I saw men with the intention to rape women but in that moment of intent, their hearts changed. Rather than grabbing a woman to attack her, their arms outstretched to touch a woman’s shoulders, as if to create an excuse that the woman dropped something and to pass it to them…allowing for a light to come between them, eliminating fear in that moment.
I saw myself with men in prison, teaching them, asking them to look into a light at the front, urging within my thoughts for each of them to allow feelings and compassion to enter their beings as they knew not emotions of others. I saw myself with women and children, helping, teaching, laughing. I saw myself in women’s shelters and again realized the fragment of the two humanities of this earth.
I began to feel my self leave my body in a partial sense and float up to the cosmos--gathering the energies and sending them down to the earth. I felt like I was gently floating to gather the beauty of infinity and also to look at earth from a galactic view--to see the light; the change that has happened and then as my legs elongated back down to earth, the rest of my spiritual/angelic and physical body came back to my self.
Towards the end, my thoughts seemed to completely stop and a white light entered into my thought space. A thought came through but it felt distant--amazed at how easily this light took the space of my thoughts and then I understood to be still and let this white light download into my core the essence of my being and my spiritual role within this life. I felt the download happen and laid still, safe and peaceful, as light filled me.

As I opened my eyes, I still felt the spiritual presence and I knew I was home, where I am in this moment in our time and space. I heard the rain and saw the trees and sky and our beautiful pictures of angels around me and I knew I had returned from the most magnificent journey.
I now enter into an agreement to BE and give to this planet and its people--a love, a joy, and a belief in peace. And so it is.

{PEACE}

Below is from one of my dearest friends, who is truly a spiritual guru and “gets me”
It happens regularly that reliving biological birth tends to open up access in the collective unconscious to images and experiences of unimaginable violence, cruelty, and bloodshed. People experience atrocities committed throughout the centuries-episodes from wars, revolutions, the torture chambers of the Inquisition, and concentration camps.
When the process of self-exploration reaches this level, the experience becomes transpersonal. The history of the individual merges with the history of the species. People who began this process as personal therapy often feel at this point that they are actually healing not just themselves, but also the field of species-consciousness. It is as if the collective unconscious contained impurities, undigested stuff from previous ages, and as if bringing it fully into individual consciousness for processing actually represented collective cleansing and healing.
The depth and intensity of these experiences is far beyond the framework of what one can regard as personal, and individual people feel that they have become one' wlth suffering humanity.