What Scares You?

What takes you off your course?

What stops you in your tracks?

What keeps you small?

What stops you from shining your healing light in, and on, the world?

I’m willing to bet it’s the very same people you are here to serve that scare you the most.

More accurately, it is those you are not here to serve, who scare you the most.

Set Yourself Free!
Take Flight And Soar!

You wonder what they will think about you, what they will say about you and how this will make you feel.

If they are not your assigned people, you don’t have to worry about them because they are not your problem.

They have problems you can help heal, but they don’t belong to you, so you should not care about their opinion of you.

When you are consumed with what other’s think about you, you set yourself up for a life not fully lived.

Why is this?

We all want to be loved and accepted.

Do we need love and acceptance from just any body?

Absolutely not!

Most of us act, and think, like we need everyone’s approval.

We do not need everyone’s approval!

It is hard being your own authentic self when in the midst of ordinary.

Those sound like fighting words.

Who you calling ordinary?

What I’m saying is that we are all unique.

When your uniqueness does not fit in with the crowd, you are seen as being different.

Different is scary.

Different is the unknown.

The unknown is scary.

No one knows how to deal with you.

They say things and do things out of their own fear.

That, or her, which is unknown, can feel like a threat and is scary.

Ordinary people just don’t know what to do with you.

My grandmother used to call me black heifer.  I was told I was dark and hairy when I was born.  So, she called me a black heifer.

I hope this is not something I internalized and accepted as my identity, as not being like everyone else.

It is true though.

I have always been the different one in my family.

I learned to dim my light at a very early age.

I learned to be invisible and took on that wallflower personality.

I was the shy one.

I will not be seen.

You cannot make me stand out in the crowd.

I did not want to be noticed.  Singled out.

Try as I might, it did not stop me from being the different one.

This kind of worked for me because I often found myself alone which allowed me to explore the world, it’s people, and the things in it.

I found many things to be interested in and I learned all kinds of wonderful things.

I was, and have always absolutely been, the different one.

Yet, I have spent my life making the most effort to blend in.

I never wanted to blend in just to be a part of what I clearly knew I did not belong.

The problem was, where were, and are, the people like me?

In the absence of like minded people, I learned to blend in very well.

Others knew, and I knew, I was still different.

Not offensive.

I’ve never intentionally did anything to hurt any one else’s feelings.

I actually figured out how to go through life not owning,  expressing or allowing myself to know, and own, my real feelings,

I guess this makes me something like a robot.

Or, Alexa. Or, Siri.

Turn the lights on Alexa.  Done.

How do you feel Alexa?

Feel? Huh?

God said “My thoughts are not your thoughts.  My ways are not your ways. “

Meaning, you have no idea.

I know how that feels when nobody has the thoughts I have.  When my ways are not understood.

I fit in because it is easy to do.

Fitting in is easy to do but it drains your soul.

Fitting in does not mean this is where I belong.

But, step outside of ordinary, and shine my light.  That is hard to do.

There does come a time when there is no choice but to see the limitation hiding from your self imposes on your life, keeping your greatness from fully expressing itself.

You can’t stop the greatness.

You can’t not let her be free.

Why is it so hard then to just be you?

You’re too scared of what the people around you will think and say.

The only advise I have is, suck it up, put your big girl panties on, get out of your own way and get the F**k over what anyone else thinks, and says.

That’s not your problem.

It is time to adjust your wings, take flight, and soar!

It is time to Bless the world, and it’s people, with your own special type of healing, as only you can.

Those you are here to serve are waiting for you to show up, be seen, and be visible.

Let your light shine.

Show up!

It’s time!

Heart. Based. Sharing.

Peace Love. Blessings.

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My Life Chose Me!

It is hard to imagine not having choices.

With so many options known to us, and available to us today, it seems, to me, hard to imagine not having any choices.

When I was growing up as a young girl in the deep south of L.A., Lower Alabama, I never gave choices a thought.

Of course, there was the random question “what do you want to be?”

I had an answer, or two.

I want to be a nun.

I want to be a seamstress.

I never wanted to be a teacher.

I do realize I’ve been teaching all of my life, outside of the classroom setting.

A nun.

Spirituality has always been a part of who I am.

A seamstress.

I know my way around a needle, some thread and fabric!  And more!

There were not a lot of role models of what I could be in my environment.

What I saw, and had available, have become a part of who I am.

I always felt different in my born into, given environment.

I was different.

I am different.

Given I did not have any real aspirations, or know I needed them, my life chose me.

Given that I am different, and was different, I always did different things.

I did, and do, everything.

And, everything always, to this day, shows up for me.

I’ve only recently realized that I have spent my life exploring the edges.

Life On The Edges Of The Box!

I do not live my life only inside the box.

I live on the edges of the box.

I have always lived on all of the edges of the box, not even just one edge.

All of the edges.

Life has always shown up for me on the edge.

Not knowing there was a box, and not knowing there was anything outside of the box, shaped and formed who I am becoming.

It is always about who I am becoming, because I am always evolving, still exploring the edges.

I did, and do, the inside of the box things.

What everyone else does.

I also always did things others around me never did.  Or do.

This was life choosing me.

From inside the box.

Coaxing me to the edges.

I never felt like I really fit in anywhere inside the box.

Everything, and every one I know, to this day. live inside the box.

I have always been shown other things, and other ways of being.

I have always been guided, even when I had no clue that my life has been choosing me.

I have enjoyed everything I have been called to in my life.

Knowing, now, that I live life on the edge, and that I am being called, helps me understand why I see everything as an opportunity.

There is always more to be, have and do.

This feels good to me.

I actually see possibility everywhere.

In all things.

I am happy living life at the edge of opportunity and possibility.

There is no boredom here.

Mystery and surprises?

Yes.

Fun and exhilaration?

Yes.

Growth and evolving?

Yes.

Comfort and security knowing my life is still choosing me?

Yes!

My life chose me!

It is only right I embrace, and choose all the goodness, and Blessings that is my life, lived on the edge of all that is becoming.

Thank you life for choosing me!

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Peace. Love. Blessings.

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In The Zone

When the mind takes over how do you make it stop?

Why would you want to?

There is a place inside of each of us that brings us to where everything is. It is the place we hunger to find. It is the holy land within where there isn’t anything but replenishing and fulfilment. It is that quiet place where we are not having to figure all the stuff out.

It is true, the mind is a terrible thing to waste.

But sometimes, we have to step outside of the mind because it lives in overdrive.

Gotta do this.

Gotta do that and it’s all got to be done now.

Going beyond the mind is like a vacation from everything we know.

It is beyond the words.

Beyond thought.

What is it like to find that peaceful, quiet, not frequently visited place? The place beyond.

The place where everythinng is.

The watering hole.

The quiet, sweet place.

Why is letting the message be the message so scary?

The mind says, what are you talking about?

The mind has too much control.

Its job is to keep you safe.

When you stretch beyond the every day, the norm, you run the risk of being seen as abnormal.

Why do we feel safety in being just like everyone else?

Being different is not an easy thing to do, or place to be.

Being guided is not an easy thing to submit to.

It is even more difficult to share. To try to explain.

What is the point?

Test the limits.

Dare to follow the call.

Dare To Take The Road Less Traveled! Dare To Be Different!

Dare to open yourself up to what can only be described as the unknown.

Dare to see where the yellow brick road leads you.

Are you brave enough?

Or, is there safety in being just like everyone else?

Ramblings.

Musings.

?

I have no idea where any of this is going.

Just let it flow.

Be in it.

Do I dare press the share button?

Some things cannot be explained.

Not everything has to be.

Let it flow.

Be in the flow.

Let go and let life.

Being in control at all times ain’t all it’s cracked up to be.

Do you answer to a higher power? To a call you can’t identify?

Do you dare show what can only be seen as the crazy unless you are in this dance too?

My mind was racing off the chart.

I had to find my way out of the non-stop, incessant rapid-fire push to the limit, never ending barrage of what?

More of the same.

How to keep up with the norm.

What the hell is normal?

This is just a test to see if I will follow the instructions, no matter the perceived consequences.

Dare to be different.

I see that is what this is all about.

Do I dare to be different?

Do you?

Living in conformity leaves no room for genius, for creativity, for what we came here to be.

Do this and do not worry about the fall-out. About the consequences.

Do I dare follow the call and let what it is be exactly what it is without explanation?

We will see!

This is just a test!

And so it is.

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Peace. Love. Blessings.

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