tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-362038182024-02-28T11:40:43.657-07:00Karen's BlogUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-29206958404356454262013-03-20T10:23:00.003-07:002013-03-20T10:23:22.053-07:00Equinox - March 2013<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">Blessings to this auspicious day - <br /> An Equinox welcoming in the spring, <br /> and in other lands, <br /> ushering in the fall.<br /> <br /> A time for warming the blood - <br /> Moving the old bones in the heightening sun,<br /> or searching out that hibernating cave.<br /> <br /> Whichever way you are welcoming this day, <br /> remember, <br /> it is a turning point.<br /> And from here, nothing will remain the same.<br /> Welcome what this day has to offer,<br /> and feel its blessings <br /> in your heart of hearts.<br /> <br /> Blessings!</span></span></span></span></h5>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-84065648492058601822013-03-19T09:31:00.002-07:002013-03-19T09:46:41.381-07:00Re-Connecting - Again....Am I the only one out there who returns to a project several times to re-invigorate it after leaving it alone for a time? I hope not...<br />
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So much has happened - not happened - this past year. I have been reflecting on the initiatory experience this has been, and am aware this is one of those times that my teacher Sandra referred to as "I wasn't sure I would live through".<br />
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Well, I am still here and better for it.<br />
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There is so much going on in the world today - so much pruning and old vines, and so very much new growth coming from the branches. In the northern hemisphere, spring is well on the way, and the days are getting longer. The cold is giving way to the warm, even in the midst of March snow storms here and there.<br />
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I made a promise to myself that I would get my creative juices rolling again after a bear-like hibernation. This blog is one way to do that. So in the next few weeks I will be exploring how to blog on a regular basis, and how to share with a broader audience some of the thoughts and insights I am having. I will also share some things from others who are inspiring me at this time.<br />
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Just a bit of news first...<br />
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April 13th is my ordination as a priest in the Independent Catholic Church (Old Catholic). This has been a calling I have tendered for many years. So many of my shamanic practitioner colleagues have indicated over the past 10 years that I am a bridge (lol, I've been called worse...) and that I would bring a shamanic understanding to the Jesus Path. I never thought it would quite look like this, but it does "fit" very well. I taught a few workshops on Christ-Centered Shamanism and the resonance I experienced was profound and life affirming. It is being drawn into a deeper level with this ordination. When I said "yes" to it, I had no idea just how profound it would be, and I am very humbled my the awareness of its impact upon my life right now...<br />
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In the meantime, if you are ever in Kingman AZ on a Saturday afternoon, come by:<br />
www.kingmancatholic.org <br />
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So stay tuned, and I will be posting on a somewhat regular basis... If you want to be on a mailing list to receive this and other creative input, please let me know. karen@spiritdrum.org<br />
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Blessings and Light,<br />
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KarenUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-56664397376245345462010-06-28T12:13:00.005-07:002010-06-28T12:47:13.516-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX0F5UcWs6EZTou55utholsuERUTlD_LsgxDQm4HnqvdMrc8v7MmdihRjqWBAb_GY7kUPaRufiZf5ZiZM7M0RkZ0LnPcRKw3-lvVIw7-PSCdoEIAiEOxyUXylJ0HeuWbTyJ80N/s1600/Gull-1.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX0F5UcWs6EZTou55utholsuERUTlD_LsgxDQm4HnqvdMrc8v7MmdihRjqWBAb_GY7kUPaRufiZf5ZiZM7M0RkZ0LnPcRKw3-lvVIw7-PSCdoEIAiEOxyUXylJ0HeuWbTyJ80N/s200/Gull-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487913160800012482" border="0" /></a><br />"Forgive them, for they know not what they do."<br /> Luke 23:34<br /><br /><br />Many healers I am in contact with are telling me that when they journey on behalf of the Gulf, and connect with different elements there, they are experiencing something they were not expecting. One woman, an amazing practitioner, said that she encountered a large bird that was unrecognizable for the amount of oil and sludge coating its feathers and body. in her journey, she embraced the bird and apologized for her part in causing this bird's agony and suffering.<br /><br />She said that the bird also embraced her as well and spoke these words to her - "In the end, it is all right. See, I am light also."<br /><br />What humans are experiencing is a completely non-judgmental, seemingly compassionate response from the creatures they are working so hard to save.<br /><br />When Jesus asked that those who were causing so much suffering be forgiven, there were those at the cross who were bidding on the garment that was taken from him. He saw and knew the significance of events that were transpiring and the blindness of those to see clearly.<br /><br />Even as the garment of the Gulf, that pristine beauty and bounty, was bid upon and exploited by the highest bidders, she understood that we simply did not grasp the extent of what our collective actions would ultimately do. And yet there is that compassionate response. "I bleed, yet forgive"<br /><br />And amidst the travail of the cross, we can hear the words of hope spoken quietly and compassionately, "See, I make all things new."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">text copyright 2010 by Karen Furr<br />Image: <em>Bird in oil: http://skyrider.biz/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/exxonvaldez-disaster.jpg</em></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-38568734076889290282010-06-20T09:41:00.004-07:002010-06-20T10:34:53.878-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVvo5nhBIMCcUBs5joaYbq0fSSeB0eucvdfLrc3vADj9qiGwmO8ysJtglIhMnxvICKQP5gNZ5o5EcVGyNvw9bPJ4FMOh8PvfOvScK5Zoo3mhSR0B-Au66agf4OIIAit82-6dGU/s1600/Turtle.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVvo5nhBIMCcUBs5joaYbq0fSSeB0eucvdfLrc3vADj9qiGwmO8ysJtglIhMnxvICKQP5gNZ5o5EcVGyNvw9bPJ4FMOh8PvfOvScK5Zoo3mhSR0B-Au66agf4OIIAit82-6dGU/s200/Turtle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484901219697663090" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="">Surely He hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows! He was wounded</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 0);font-family:MS Reference Sans Serif;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> for our transgressions; He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon Him.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Isaiah 53: 4,5</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Holding vigil brings about insights that many times we miss in the daily business of life. Neil Diamond wrote once :"Dear Father, we dream, while we wait". In the last post, I mentioned the idea that we are waiting at the foot of the cross. During this time, while so many politicians and interests debate who to blame and who to look for to do the miraculous, there are those also who wait, and dream.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Our contemplations draw us into the Passion of the Gulf. We look out over the crucified and come to realize that surely, it has borne the grief of our separation and carried the sorrows of our longing for connection. And we are coming to understand at that intimate level the reality that we are not separate, except in our perceptions. And our eyes are opened. We see clearly that on the cross is the divine, and our hands have joined together in bringing about what we witness.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It is a time of rawness. And we must walk through it even if we do not hold any hope. We must be where we are, and allow the experience to teach us in all levels of our being. That is the nature of wake up calls and hitting bottom. It leaves us as crucified as the one we have crucified. And in that place, we understand our connection. In the pain and stripping away of all that we thought we are, we are laid bare upon the sands of our lives, and it is there that the re-membering can begin to come about.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">copyright 2010 by Karen Furr<br />Photo copyright by media.gulflive.com</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-61036315974379420862010-06-17T09:57:00.003-07:002010-06-17T10:37:03.922-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-65PAxe4nKK8f_tQ6nOsyJtBKjoUrDUSk6zmSATfRZ4JkUZB8vVMbiHZ6FTOUvLt4XxrRpkfIsBPi5f5oBUTT9N3VH7shHD6aa-68GM9QHJArngUaX-ykNnHOsOxMDsA5Mxx/s1600/Jellyfish.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-65PAxe4nKK8f_tQ6nOsyJtBKjoUrDUSk6zmSATfRZ4JkUZB8vVMbiHZ6FTOUvLt4XxrRpkfIsBPi5f5oBUTT9N3VH7shHD6aa-68GM9QHJArngUaX-ykNnHOsOxMDsA5Mxx/s200/Jellyfish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483797921712184482" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;">(Reminder: The principles I an sharing are universal, although I relate them within the particular framework of Christian terminology. So please relate the information to the spiritual path you are on, and let me know the similarities. Thanks)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Isaiah 53:6<br />We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to his or her own way... </span><br /></span></strong><br />That quote popped into my mind this morning, early before the sunrise. The passage goes on to say that iniquity has been laid upon us as a result. I have for a long time regarded that message as saying we are not necessarily "bad", but that somewhere along the line, we saw ourselves as separate from the rest of creation. I haven't done the blame and shame thing in quite some time, and I can't in consciousness attribute that tendency to the Divine Source.<br /><br />But...<br />What if we weren't separate at all?<br />What if that same divinity that lives within us was also living within all creation?<br /><br />What Isaiah was inviting me to do this morning is realize that we are standing at the metaphorical foot of the cross. Holding vigil and witnessing the agony and death of one (among many) who has intiated us into Christ Consciousness.<br /><br />In that event 2000 years ago, there were those who were in power and power struggles looking to scapegoat anyone to maintain their power base. There were also those who were unconcerned about the events of that day that would mold centuries of human thought and direction. I imagine a lot of people didn't even know or care what was going on in the City that day. And there were those folks who had had personal experiences with the man on the cross, and were there waiting.<br /><br />When I looked out over the Gulf in my journey, I saw Christ. And since then have been contemplating that vision.<br /><br />There is no separation.<br />Christ on the Cross is the man in Jerusalem.<br />Christ on the Cross are the people losing their way of life in an instant.<br />Christ on the Cross is the turtle struggling for the breath of life through the wall of oil.<br />Christ on the Cross is the oil itself gushing from the floor of the ocean<br />Christ on the Cross is the entire Gulf region - and subsequently, the whole planet.<br /><br />And we wait - with the many different thoughts and emotions that we all are experiencing right now.<br /><br />The difference is that now we know there is always ressurrection and new life. It is our hope. It is the bigger picture that gives us the strength to hold the space now with compassion and understanding.<br /><br />And we understand that the major factor in all crucifixions is our continued belief that we are separate.<br /><br />Blessings,<br />Karen<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;" >All blog posts are copyright 2010 by Karen Furr</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-90460520467454683322010-06-16T16:16:00.005-07:002010-06-16T16:24:09.335-07:00JourneyIn a group I am in, we were asked to journey to the Gulf with the intention of saying what we felt we needed to say, and listening to what the Gulf wanted to share with us. This is a copy of what I wrote to that group...<br />---<br />Masaro Emoto wrote recently that his response to the crisis was to speak to the water these words: "I am sorry, Please forgive me, I love you, Thank you"<br /><br />When I journeyed to the Gulf, I felt I was witnessing and experiencing a holocaust of the species. I have been doing a lot of journey work to the gulf, seeing and experiencing the region in its pristine beauty and divinity. As I looked out at what I was witnessing, what I "heard" was the experience of redemptive suffering. I saw the oil and the consequences as a form of crucifixion that is leading to a resurrection of consciousness. It was a very poignant awareness of "Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world, have mercy on us". I experienced this as a prayer of gratitude. That what is being "taken away" is my perception of "disconnection".<br /><br />So, as I was there, Mr. Emoto's words came to mind and I expressed them:<br /><br />I am sorry,<br />please forgive me,<br />I love you,<br />Thank you.<br /><br />Blessings,<br />Karen<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">All blog posts are copyright 2010 by Karen Furr. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-44011165028223146452010-06-15T13:39:00.002-07:002010-06-15T13:47:02.307-07:00Is It June Already?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIV9OmCXANYk31aE-ykABN43_D88BI2VN4sHJo7RbhXrQbuufh2HXRtBFL0A9ZQ8A4hTf0z2g1NAo4sFTgz767w-xRFNz52vJnqKRrV-G2VrowDDmS6qAcvQqylOmBUgnHVrPI/s1600/Desert.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIV9OmCXANYk31aE-ykABN43_D88BI2VN4sHJo7RbhXrQbuufh2HXRtBFL0A9ZQ8A4hTf0z2g1NAo4sFTgz767w-xRFNz52vJnqKRrV-G2VrowDDmS6qAcvQqylOmBUgnHVrPI/s200/Desert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483104676749383394" border="0" /></a><br />I cannot tell you how many times I have sat down to the computer and thought about updating this blog. These past few months have been busy, and that is not teh best excuse out there.<br /><br />So I am committing to writing more here.<br /><br />Sunday, I did a shamanic journey to the Gulf of Mexico. In the journey, I received a deep understanding of the spiritual concept of redemptive suffering. I will be writing about that and other topics, sharing wisdom I have received from others, and generally honing my ability to get what is in my heart out onto "paper".<br /><br />Please share your thoughts with me. I am interested in what you have to say.<br /><br />Thanks and blessings,<br />KarenUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-63837836976280071922010-04-04T10:28:00.002-07:002010-04-04T10:47:07.826-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj52uV859ZKWo5Z3Pyz3WBGRcuMRcFdNRDH0FG717pCcLLcBjLy46bJyHx3XWKnwRfTIXesahwPsXcSGWSoZj0aTzX8BxGKlREjIReePkuDhNiF9w0abh4ml8aZmaMAuOZe5c3Y/s1600/Nikon+145.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj52uV859ZKWo5Z3Pyz3WBGRcuMRcFdNRDH0FG717pCcLLcBjLy46bJyHx3XWKnwRfTIXesahwPsXcSGWSoZj0aTzX8BxGKlREjIReePkuDhNiF9w0abh4ml8aZmaMAuOZe5c3Y/s200/Nikon+145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456336603904927074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">April 4th 2010<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Have you ever awakened feeling that at some significant level you have been renewed? Something during a long night has shifted and you feel spiritually refreshed, once again alive? Have you then reflected and realized that the awareness of your woundedness and hurt are still there, but that it no long has any power over you and that you are thriving and filled with joy? <br /><br />Blessings to all of you in that celebration of life and renewal! May this day bring that deep contentment of knowing you are loved, and that you are essentially whole and divine. As you come out of that tomb into the light of a radiant day, recognize your new self and be at peace with the knowing that you are pure light after all.<br /><br />To all you followers of the Cosmic Christ, blessings on this day of remembrance and resurrection. To those of other walks, blessings also on this day. We are all one and there is really no separation. So each of us, as we celebrate this time of year in our various ways, are given the same gift of life and wondrous mystery. May we be that for one another today.<br /><br />Blessings and Light,<br />Karen</span><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-31141179176962406462009-12-25T09:22:00.001-07:002009-12-25T09:25:36.323-07:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: times new roman;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">In the desert where I live, it is a bit colder than usual for this time of year.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">The snow has come and has gone,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">robing the Mountain in majestic white.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">I was not going to write something to send out this year,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">but as Mr. Lennon once said,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Life is what happens</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">when you are busy making other plans...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">He also once suggested that we give Peace a chance,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">and encouraged us to see and vision</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">- to imagine -</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">a world in which all of us could experience true oneness, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">happiness and joy.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Today, I beheld that wonderful diversity of the place where I live</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">And remembered.......</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">This is the one season of the year</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">in which so many diverse peoples</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">in so many parts of the planet</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">celebrate</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">in the many wonderful ways</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">the coming and returning of Light.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">In this time of year,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">all of the holidays,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">no matter what their origin,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">or who borrowed what,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">represent the global gathering of souls,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">past and present,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">who found reason to be especially aware</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">of the giftedness of life.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">It is truly a magnificent celebration of life itself.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">I celebrate with all of you,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">in the many ways this time</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">and our many beliefs</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">call for us to celebrate,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">and truly,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">from my heart,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">wish you wonder,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">love, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">gratitude,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">appreciation,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"> joy and peace</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">during this time of remembering</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">our unity and oneness.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">To all the Web of Life,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">I greet you as Sister and Kin.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Blessings,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Karen</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-59078103887259099512009-11-27T11:41:00.003-07:002009-11-27T11:47:33.700-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzUVTAUrKH0USIbhDPEXmYYRi9KBEKR_W4qVVS0rj1vq75-YY20HlTaUB-LW-rOy8HPtPHNRfSA4xkt3p8suSqhcztTj_bCNWWZN45xHVmDBdrxfoxATwCC0_TRHLGQmilIsMx/s1600/EarthIcon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 98px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzUVTAUrKH0USIbhDPEXmYYRi9KBEKR_W4qVVS0rj1vq75-YY20HlTaUB-LW-rOy8HPtPHNRfSA4xkt3p8suSqhcztTj_bCNWWZN45xHVmDBdrxfoxATwCC0_TRHLGQmilIsMx/s200/EarthIcon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408856012314202290" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;" ><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A Thanksgiving Greeting<br /></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My life this time around has spanned almost 60 years.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />That will seen like so few years to some,</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />To others, I am old.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />And in reflecting upon those years,</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />I can truly and honestly say -</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />My hear is filled with gratitude</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />for the blessings</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The challenges</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The many ups and downs,</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />ins and outs,</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The beauty and richness</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />of the way</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> of my spirit</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />and</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> for what I have contributed</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />to others, my communities</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> and the planet -</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />in both challenge and blessing</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Today, I will stand by the Ocean</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />and seek Her stillness,</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Knowing that the unending waves</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />are but the expression of her own gift</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> of life, passion<br />and great Mystery.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Blessings to you today.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />May this time be the reminder</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />that we are more than what the day will offer us.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />And enjoying the time with friends, families, co-workers</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />and others who are part of our journey in this life,</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />we all can find that stillness of deep gratitude</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />that moves our lives closer<br />to the</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> expression and reality<br />of</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> who we truly are.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Happy and blessed Thanksgiving</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Karen</span> <span style=""><br /></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-50559354448344638342009-05-02T09:48:00.005-07:002009-05-02T10:22:03.527-07:00A Little ReminderYou know, there are time when we just need to hear something positive. So here goes:<br /><br />Today, I am in Santa Fe, NM. Sitting in Starbucks, checking e-mail, doing some internet work, and enjoying a Vente Chai. "Ad Gurey Name" is playing on iTunes, and the sun is shining through the windows. Folks are gathered for a Saturday morning sip of java, or that ever-tempting blueberry muffin...<br /><br />And I am reminded, looking around the place, just how precious we all are. Each of us. In our diversity, our laughter, and even our venting (going on at the table next to mine).<br /><br />Always remember, we are Light! We are brilliant and radiant Presence. And we do make a difference, no matter what our situations may be. I know this to be true, and I reverence each one of you, as sacred, beautiful, and wondrous Being.<br /><br />I am continually amazed at the capacity of the human spirit, and the capacity of Earth to bring through her divine compassion through the simplest of gestures. It is a blessing to be present to this sacred event - the awakening of heart. And I wish for each one who reads this a day of marvelous enjoyment of simply being alive in these miraculous times.<br /><br />You are miracle - creation steeped in the deep wisdom of our species, breaking through the trance into a bright and radiant awareness of Love personified. It is Who we are - our Destiny - to be that very Awareness.<br /><br />Take heart in the struggles of the day. It is only for a passing time. Look to the Light that is within, and celebrate your True Self. Take time to remember your divinity, and share that divine impulse with all that is in your sphere. You shine. With a beauty that dazzles and awakens.<br /><br />You who have lost someone today, be at peace in the awareness that this passing is both release and blessing.<br /><br />You who struggle with addiction, know that the learning you have gained will bless not only your own life, but that of others as well. Stay in the moment, and let the hurt wash from you like Rain on the Mountainside.<br /><br />You who wonder at the decision before you, take heart. Your choice that you ponder is the right one for you at this time. You are learning to trust yourself again, and yours is the blessings of knowing your self.<br /><br />Blessings to you - each one you are very special, and each one inseparable from the One.<br /><br />Love is the Heart and Soul of Who We Are<br />Compassion is that unifying energy that reminds us of this reality.<br />Peace is that state of inner stillness amidst the turmoil<br />Joy is that wonder we all have.<br /><br />Nurture who you are today!<br /><br />Blessings and love,<br />KarenUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-72290849844085822382009-04-12T07:47:00.004-07:002009-04-12T07:53:56.036-07:00Resurrection and Beyond<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNN3Ls1z7-nWldFzycel2UJRGHInB4tG2EtUDe7ONbVU7NRbW6tyUiUS7PATPMHFl7jgGzNdGcMZg8Xg4OmBdHzIbucu3nwz4AGT_kNiymNPlFN-Jh6JaHOKqlP8f6lB35TjE8/s1600-h/SD-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNN3Ls1z7-nWldFzycel2UJRGHInB4tG2EtUDe7ONbVU7NRbW6tyUiUS7PATPMHFl7jgGzNdGcMZg8Xg4OmBdHzIbucu3nwz4AGT_kNiymNPlFN-Jh6JaHOKqlP8f6lB35TjE8/s200/SD-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323817728098428194" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There is a saying</span></span>:<br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:8;" > </span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:8;color:#7f7f7f;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"The sun always rises"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">and we know this to be true,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">but our knowledge is based in<br />the</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> experience of seeing a sunrise - </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Experiencing it each day<br />since our kind came into being.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We have attributed it to many beliefs:</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The loving compassion of a higher Source,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Science and astronomy,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Magic</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">or many we have simply taken it for granted.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But yes, it does return.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The ancient Egyptians believed that each evening, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">the depleted Ra entered into a journey</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">of death and resurrection.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">During this twelve hour quest, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Ra was subjected to numerous challenges.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This nightly journey cleaned and renewed</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So that once again,<br />Ra emerged whole and vibrant,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">radiant in the new dawn.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In the Jesus way, the journey was one of</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">recognizing Source from within.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I am the way, truth, and life"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It was not an arrogant boast, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">but the simple recognition of his True Self.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">May this Resurrection Day </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">bring us also into this awareness </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">of our True Selves.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We pass through the realms </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">cleansing and renewal</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">and emerge once again filled with life -</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">brilliant and radiant.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As you are Light, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">so let your light shine!<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Blessings, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Karen</span></span></div></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-14833080585100560932009-04-11T16:59:00.002-07:002009-04-11T17:04:02.300-07:00Between Death and Resurrection<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuEiGOmWhZeifNfHaRoK4D8_CMCnWLvLPKX4f2AFuZq927LIXQKNmW5dto1YNdCpsTfvhd3AGZq4DIClEwcebdkiBWdCvoeaYoaaaCuiElxfC5mE1rrOAFYTOHCKyXF6dBgcnH/s1600-h/Cedar+Mesa2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 119px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuEiGOmWhZeifNfHaRoK4D8_CMCnWLvLPKX4f2AFuZq927LIXQKNmW5dto1YNdCpsTfvhd3AGZq4DIClEwcebdkiBWdCvoeaYoaaaCuiElxfC5mE1rrOAFYTOHCKyXF6dBgcnH/s200/Cedar+Mesa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323588778717059842" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This is Holy Saturday.<br />Jesus' followers acknowledge this time<br />as the waiting time<br />between his death and resurrection,<br />in the Tomb.<br /><br />It calls us to reflect upon those times in our own lives<br />where we have died to something,<br />with the belief that we would rise again.<br />But the resurrection has not yet happened,<br />and we are left in that place of dark and quiet stillness.<br />It is in such a tomb<br />where we are faced with our inner selves -<br />and a time when we have the opportunity<br />to let fall away that which hold us back,<br />or holds us entrapped.<br /><br />And we wait for the morning of light and freedom -<br />a rolling away of the stone, so to speak.<br /><br />It is a wondrous time.<br />Alone in the dark stillness.<br />That place of potential - of new life waiting to come forth.<br />It is a seed time -<br />where what once was is transformed.<br />A time where what will be<br />is germinated and nurtured by that very stillness.<br /><br />For those of you who celebrate this Mystery,<br />may this day be one of reflective listening<br />to the inmost stirring of your heart.<br />And for those who celebrate this time in other ways,<br />may it hold the blessings each tradition knows it to be.<br />Whatever your Path,<br />it is a holy and sacred time,<br />and it marks the passing<br />into new life.<br /><br />Blessings<br />Karen<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-30395083151971513072008-10-09T10:43:00.004-07:002008-10-10T13:24:38.663-07:00Old SoulsPeople with many interests who find it burdensome to sit in one place too long - these are the souls who are dreaming of home. Always with the thought that there is more, these beings have lived many many lives. There is nothing "new" for them - more a re-acquaintance. There is a look in their eyes that shows a deeper understanding of "what is", and they are easy to engage in spiritual discussion, for that is their true interest.<br /><br />They are not necessarily in the spotlight, though some find themselves there not by their own desire, but in response to their life path. It is more common to find them living simpler lives. They have been on the stages before, perhaps for seveal lifetimes, and that focus no longer interests the. If they find themselves in the, these are the ones who will not be enamored and dazzled by what the spotlight brings. They prefer to simply observe what is going on around them, contributing and finding meaning, making a subtler difference but no longer feeling that they have to be the ones to change the world. At some point they come to the realization - they did that already.<br /><br />The old souls are among us, as we are healed and nurtured in their presence, and in their being in our midst.<br /><br />Sometimes it is disconcerting that they can seem so detached. They can appear so uninvolved at times, and it challenges the patience of others around them. This does not mean hey are without passion. Old souls are some of the most passionate beings on the planet. It is simply that their passion runs very deep and in that depth, the current i much slower. They are far more focused at hat level, though many tims they themselves are not aware of it.<br /><br />The eyes and heart of older souls see a picture more vast. They do not have to work at it, it simply is the way they see. Experiencing for them involves using more than just the physical senses. It is more about recognizing the wholeness of the experience, not just the fragments. And this awareness and understanding brings for them a profound sense of humility and gratitude<br /><br />Old souls want to go home. They understand thi physical life is but a moment in their very long incarnational existence, and this world of physicality is not their true home. They feel an attitude of stewardship, but ultimately it is just that, stewardship.<br /><br />An they know that, although they refer to this and that, there is only this. They feel in their being that there is no separation in what is interior and what is exterior, and that these distinctions are only contrived. There is an acceptance about this awareness that enables sincere and genuine tolerance and acceptance of others. There is no longer the need to struggle for their thoughts and impressions to be heard by others. They know in their heart that ultimately all is brought into that awareness of oneness, and that is sufficient.<br /><br />Old souls love life, but also love death. They are fuly engaged in physical life, but with the awareness of the death process. And they are not afraid of death. It is that threshold to home. One which they have walked through so many times before. They know what is there. There is no doubt, no hesitation, and no resistance. Many times, this is interpreted by others as a death wish, or a lack of a desire to live. For the old soul, it is simply the knowledge and understanding that there is really no death, and that what we see as an ending is simply a continuation. It does not bother an old soul when someone dies. They will feel the sadness of their loss, but they also understand that it is their loss that is saddening, not the passing of another. They will feel quietly the joy of the door opening, and will experience that touch of longing for home that death's reminder brings about. Old souls know how to be incarnate, and they have learned over and over what it is to be in physical form. They do not have the same stringent need to be imbodied as a learning experience and will oftentimes allow themselves to drift a bit. That far-away look sometimes is misleading. They are very much present, but "present" for them is not the same. Their sphere of being is much broader, and encompasses far more than just the physical plane. <br /><br />Old souls incarnate for resolution, that sense of completion, of finally being full circle. There is a peacefulness and a wonder in old souls that reminds us all of the infinite beauty of lives lived.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-3274495643284719632008-07-29T08:22:00.003-07:002008-07-29T08:34:10.908-07:00So... how's your writing coming...?<br /><br />A friend asked me that just the other day. I was embarrassed to admit I was having a lot of difficulty getting it started, although I have accumulated quite a few pages of material.<br /><br />The person asking me that question is a published author, having written several books herself. She affirmed for me that getting a book started is one of the harder tasks in writing.<br /><br />So, I came home re-committed to writing the book that, a year ago, I was convinced would be published by now. Still don't have the first line down, but I have decided to not let that be an issue.<br /><br />I was told once (by the same person) that I needed to get the passion I have onto the page. That is the hardest part. Give me with a cup of tea and just mention the topics that interest me, and I can talk and share for days on end. Sit me down at a keyboard, and it is a whole different outcome.<br /><br />Recording my workshops is an option. Tried that on several occasions. Problem is, I forget to turn the darned voice recorder on. That, I can work on.<br /><br />And there's the blog that I can use as a springboard, which is what this post is about. I really want to write, and folks tell me I have something to say. So, as I said earlier, I am re-committing to the task, and with prayers and blessings, can work out a pretty decent book.<br /><br />Whew.....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-86310127995457070692007-12-24T09:39:00.001-07:002008-11-18T20:11:11.626-07:00Tender Love<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD3p7mwFkgbfwycHikPVzp1XTnyxJ-lV-0Dkf-rxpXpl1JiFh-3Kmc4W1zlpmnK7lECyCE-3vcGaqdBUpYztNXkQvx53DNqM4kfVacDVA8H9haB87BTsOb9SYCDWEiaeg5imyL/s1600-h/Rainbow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147580204071466770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD3p7mwFkgbfwycHikPVzp1XTnyxJ-lV-0Dkf-rxpXpl1JiFh-3Kmc4W1zlpmnK7lECyCE-3vcGaqdBUpYztNXkQvx53DNqM4kfVacDVA8H9haB87BTsOb9SYCDWEiaeg5imyL/s200/Rainbow.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>If you knew of the love that is held for you, and that there is nothing that you do, think, see, hear, feel that is not held in that compassionate embrace... You are loved with a love that you cannot even comprehend, and still you are loved.<br /><br />Do not be too attentive to the things that you see around you. This is not your home. You reside in the infinite, and it is in that embrace that you are at home. When you seek the comforts of your perception, you are missing out on this awareness, yet it is still there, deep within you, and it will be brought to the surface in the way that you are turning.<br /><br />When the fire is the hottest, never forget that it is but fire, and has no claim on you, and therefore cannot harm you at your most significant. This is what will move you from the place where you are to that experience of oneness that you so seek.<br /><br />We have heard your cry, and our answer is tender love. You need nothing else, for that is what you are.<br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-8879061069650956962007-12-05T16:41:00.001-07:002008-11-18T20:11:11.967-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCwKjc3l9DYZfmdOaxOeevrQ5iFQkiFY-vfrpmhlbMD4LNKWFYxa9k0XQ3ckU3AKxyoeyB-_E5sanM7HOl6pDM9lxsC64qxw3Dp_BoEaLUuAyheEdpaivvnm3iGj8z6O4Lt9j/s1600-h/Vine.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140638466119473314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCwKjc3l9DYZfmdOaxOeevrQ5iFQkiFY-vfrpmhlbMD4LNKWFYxa9k0XQ3ckU3AKxyoeyB-_E5sanM7HOl6pDM9lxsC64qxw3Dp_BoEaLUuAyheEdpaivvnm3iGj8z6O4Lt9j/s200/Vine.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em>Will you tell more about how people can find the hope they need?</em> </div><div><br />That is simple. Look within. You see, your kind is used to finding answers outside of themselves, when all the while, the answers they are seeking are already there. It is simple, but it is that your kind is not used to believing in the information that comes from within yourself. </div><div><br />You know this. All of your kind knows this. And they will recall that knowledge, and that will bring the hope they crave. You see, it is not difficult. It is not impossible. But it does mean to re-focus and re-look at the direction of your gaze and inquiry. </div><div><br />Your kind is on the brink of either coming to terms with your own nature, or falling into the sea to be washed away as so many others had before you arrived. It is not difficult, so you don’t have to make it so. Relax, and be aware that you are not the center of everything that you know. You are not the center. </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>See? That takes the burden off right away doesn’t it... Now you can relax into simply being and enjoying your being. You don’t have to go outside to fix it. Just be who you are. All that you need is within you. All that you want to know, it is there. But your task is to go within and see it - live it. It is not a hard task, because you know that when you take that step inward, what you will find is what you have wanted to find. </div><div><br />Be at peace. The changes you are seeing around you are just that - changes. It is inevitable that change occurs, but you need not fear it. Everything around you is changing because you yourself are changing. </div><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-78826555351059949142007-11-10T11:23:00.000-07:002008-11-18T20:11:12.094-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioRNPhuuj22aOqXMHOX8QIxsLxD39vJgDfETn6WAurybynVU_r1hBlnuzfAYZNpfRlVPTxuUSToPzylnJcKLsX3uOj26Uw8NAfBPT9Lt6sBc_0Ps130K1pl8H2Snc3fa5wMOzQ/s1600-h/DSCN0120.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioRNPhuuj22aOqXMHOX8QIxsLxD39vJgDfETn6WAurybynVU_r1hBlnuzfAYZNpfRlVPTxuUSToPzylnJcKLsX3uOj26Uw8NAfBPT9Lt6sBc_0Ps130K1pl8H2Snc3fa5wMOzQ/s200/DSCN0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131279540310111538" border="0" /></a><br />On the rocks and lava – see how things grow.<br /><br />They are not stunted or weak. <br /><br />There is robustness.<br /><br />They find a foothold in the destruction of the land and grow strong, feeding from the earth-source – the nutrients in even what would appear lifeless. And in turn, they put back what is needed for further and future growth.<br /><br />Take heart: What appears destroyed is but the rich soil of newness germinating and budding. Look for the signs around you and take heart.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-52848148236201945652007-11-10T11:16:00.001-07:002008-11-18T20:11:12.270-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjixE3takTfRPa8s1KQoWj7uJK_PVKubVjKtF4qVBy5DHS61k71Bv-ijqw9iUOwA2lgu_qQXzvAHheNywzW37xSVnSHtu2xtU9nEdqC5FI9voM9X-ZsZtsh63i2Ka_d-lfqcut/s1600-h/DSCN0128.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjixE3takTfRPa8s1KQoWj7uJK_PVKubVjKtF4qVBy5DHS61k71Bv-ijqw9iUOwA2lgu_qQXzvAHheNywzW37xSVnSHtu2xtU9nEdqC5FI9voM9X-ZsZtsh63i2Ka_d-lfqcut/s200/DSCN0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131278217460184354" border="0" /></a><br />See what slowing down will do?<br /><br />Patience- you see the rock that cooled slowly – yet very quickly as earth measures her physical time - quick enough that no crystals formed – just the solid lava that you see.<br /><br />I watched, and saw the distant ridge taken down in an instant. I felt the fall of thousands of giants, the rumble of their wanton destruction,<br /><br />I myself have been cleaved and am but a part of what I was. The rest hauled off for some other rampart. My gleaming stone aged and discolored. My shine diminished.<br /><br />Yet beneath this surface that you see, I gleam still. It is the nature of shining – One cannot see it until it is stripped of the outer stuff. But once wounded in such a way, the shine is brilliant and beautiful – clean and clear.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-47039486700925799322007-11-09T11:39:00.000-07:002008-11-18T20:11:12.408-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqnmP3SSQ0NAQiTS8J3bxCnbKOAIrwwT2s0lSsQ63EqskzaJUT5vqh4vBZBObp2IDmbZonglT6OpQ0dyuzewbKpmQEX5Pv18upLpsyT8ck1sF01OkU-ntD3hBIinDRIGqQAN90/s1600-h/DSCN0012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqnmP3SSQ0NAQiTS8J3bxCnbKOAIrwwT2s0lSsQ63EqskzaJUT5vqh4vBZBObp2IDmbZonglT6OpQ0dyuzewbKpmQEX5Pv18upLpsyT8ck1sF01OkU-ntD3hBIinDRIGqQAN90/s200/DSCN0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132720648521225234" border="0" /></a>Watch the birds flying and lighting on the bushes and grasses of the places around you. Do you ever notice how they are constantly looking around them? You think it is because they are wary of being eaten and hurt. But it is not as much that as they just like to sit and look. They are air creatures and it is nice for them to just sit on something and see the world from the vantage point that we see the world.<p>Of course you will also notice that some birds are so unused to seeing from the earth plane that they still perch high in the tree tops and come down only if need requires. But they do like to sit and watch.<br /></p> <p>So be a bird-student. Perch in your bush and take time to watch what is around you. Enjoy the vantage point and see what you can see. If your vantage point is high in the treetops, then find a place that gives you that perspective. If lighting on the grasses brings you joy, then do that.</p> <p>The important thing is to just let yourself have the time to look around and see. Enjoy the bounty and beauty of your surroundings. </p> <p>Go. Find your branch and be there.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-75166046152535730872007-11-07T15:53:00.000-07:002008-11-18T20:11:12.776-07:00Seat of the Heart<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_17YXne2s0P4YNpEycixOT2fb7jO0STMN8xru33JhdR4_R-mXlQT3-bUeNTwW68r4JbHx2rPzC6ft7uLg5GihwUkCmgR9RH4D6rTbD4ABj68E2Q29wBpVVMV7k_W7bHSmeMhQ/s1600-h/Utah-003---small.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130239216149203586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_17YXne2s0P4YNpEycixOT2fb7jO0STMN8xru33JhdR4_R-mXlQT3-bUeNTwW68r4JbHx2rPzC6ft7uLg5GihwUkCmgR9RH4D6rTbD4ABj68E2Q29wBpVVMV7k_W7bHSmeMhQ/s200/Utah-003---small.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>There is a home that is within all things. It sits silently and patiently, waiting to be recognized, but never putting itself forward. This home is the seat of the heart. That place of ultimate love – ultimate compassion – where there is no distinction between soul and source. Come home for a while. Sit in wonder and awareness. Rest in that tender and loving knowing. It is there waiting for you.<br /><br />There is much activity in what is around you and sometimes it seems that the activity is the most important thing. You are taught that, and you have learned it well. But see the beauty around you –this is no accident. It has been called into being and now you see it with not only your eyes, but also with your heart and soul. As pleasing to the spirit as it is, there is yet more. And you are just beginning to know it.</div><br /><div><br />Enjoy the walk, for the path is a wondrous one and you will see many things familiar and unfamiliar to you. At the end of the day, it will all be familiar, and you will know that you have known for many lifetimes. Do that which pleases you and know that it also pleases the source. You and it are one.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-7985306547612311542007-10-17T12:22:00.000-07:002008-11-18T20:11:12.958-07:00Conversation with a Land Spirit<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIRJ3fKR0185UerFfLtHy_INxmpUfJiad0MaWJ4SXlG-uCp8HjjeAN9J7fGc6UqicLlL3XnWiXq4PhRNIHyrZ5o5HDguWVTtjK8G0DPStH7bmxuxmC0O3oz6raq2bKgTTCC2iU/s1600-h/DSCN0053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIRJ3fKR0185UerFfLtHy_INxmpUfJiad0MaWJ4SXlG-uCp8HjjeAN9J7fGc6UqicLlL3XnWiXq4PhRNIHyrZ5o5HDguWVTtjK8G0DPStH7bmxuxmC0O3oz6raq2bKgTTCC2iU/s200/DSCN0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122394657508926626" border="0" /></a>"I live in the rise beyond the trees. I watch and see all that is around, and I see you."<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tell me something of hope for those who will read this.</span><br /><br />"Tell of hope. I see my rocks laid bare as the softer stuff is blown away or washed away with wind and water. The life that clings to my surface clings with a robustness that allows it to flourish and grow strong roots that intertwine among my covered stone. You see some dead trees and waterless hillside, and I hold life itself. What you see and know is only a fleeting moment. Look beyond the moment and see the whole.<br /><br />What you see is simply a moment in time. This was not always so, but has been carved and shaped and continues to be so changed. The hope is not in the appearance as it is, but in the trust that the process continues. It does continue, you know, and what seems apparent now, it is but a "now" and not the whole.<br /><br />The process goes on in the way it has for more than you can remember in your form. You were here when it began, and you will be here also as it continues. As this changes, so you change also. But you still remain.<br /><br />Hope is given. It is in your cells. It is integral to your constitution and governance of soul. You cannot depart from hope for you are never separate from it. You must remember this, because it is all too easy to think otherwise. But remember, you are more, and hope is not something you seek or find, it is simply there within your very being.<br /><br />When you are who you are, it will be visible to you and to whatever is around you. Remember, it is not just your kind that this applies to, but all life, all spirit.<br /><br />Remember this.<br /><br />Remember."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-6989588149055475482007-08-13T07:03:00.000-07:002007-08-13T07:13:48.651-07:00Seeding the HeartIt seems that time is changing. Not only in a "global warming" way, but also in how we experience time itself. You can see it in the aging trees. Check the newer rings. There is much change going on. In our lifetime there will be the opportunity to learn that there is no separation between what we can see with our eyes and what we can see with our hearts. It is all there. Many already have this awareness within their bodies and minds but it seems the clouds gather over the mountain of the soul and it is not easy to see the sun through such a canopy.<br /><br />Removing the canopy – letting the winds of awareness bring the sun’s rays – that is the task much needed. Just as the light of the sun hitting the planet is lessening in these times, so the light illuminating the soul of people, plants and animals – the planet itself.<br /><br />We sense this and know it is time to take a look at how to bring that light back. <br /><br />The heart is the entry-way into consciousness – not the mind, like so many currently think. It is that entry-way into each creature, each cell, that holds the balance. Look to the heart. Humankind knew this once. But when we turned away from that heart-center and sought the center of the mind, we lost our way. We held the memory of the heart-center in the mysticism of our holy people and saints. We revered the heart, but kept the mind superior. See how far away from awareness it has led?<br /><br />Now it is time to re-seed the heart. Watch what happens. All things do this. Not just humans, all things. You will find that you cannot give words to heart, only describe how it feels like. Words do not matter in awakening of consciousness. You are reading words, but you know that when you stop reading you will come to a point of no-word. No-thought. Simply a state of knowing and being – knowing the connection and being that connection.<br /><br />Blessings!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-15124721128078744612007-08-13T06:33:00.000-07:002007-08-13T06:35:26.534-07:00Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36203818.post-52240906424309875032007-06-30T07:41:00.000-07:002007-06-30T08:00:15.825-07:00TransitionsA few months ago, I received a letter from Rome saying that I was no longer a sister. This was the culmination of the struggle trying to stay true to my Path as a catholic sister and healing practitioner. It was made clear to me that the time had come to realize I did not fit within the structures as they are in religious life today. This process also led me to contemplate the nature of patriarchy and the emerging paradigm in which patriarcy seems such a relic of a worldview that is no longer in sync with the vibrations of the earth.<br /><br />I love my sisters, and I consider myself still a sister to them, but without the "membership". It is the structure itself that I have learned is detrimental. Partriarchy imposed on women kills the spirit to a degree that I had not know could be. It robs us of our divine creativity and teaches us to defer to men and give to the masculine our power.<br /><br />At Home Depot yesterday, I was getting some molding for a project I am working on and watched a woman about my age sawing a length of baseboard. She was doing fine until a man walked over and asked how she was doing. She immediately became clumsy and could not get the saw to cut smoothly. The man took over and she immediately gave up her effort and stepped aside.<br /><br />A simple interaction, but it spoke volumes to me.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1