“I am more and more convinced that our happiness or our unhappiness depends far more on the way we meet the events of life than on the nature of those events themselves.” —- Karl Wilhelm Von Humboldt, 1767-1835, German Statesman
I have always been interested in the way people view their lives. Two people in the same situation will react totally differently. One shrugs it off and moves on with their life while the other seems to dwell on the incident to the point that it affects their health. The 1st person found the silver lining while the 2nd only sees the dark cloud. I am fairly sure the 1st person is happier.
To Practice This Thought: Let God shoulder your problems. He is much larger than any problem you may have.
I am the Now
Posted by: Ann
November 11th, 2009 >> Life, Manifesting, Physical/Material, Uncategorized
We flew to Phoenix last week. While flying over New Mexico I had an insight.
I have been reading “The Power of Now” by Eckhart Tolle. I realized that I am who I am and will remain so, time does not figure in. In fact time has no relationship to who I am. Things that are time related, such as the future, creates worry, but I do not need to worry or consider time because I am who I am and will always be who I am until I decide to change who I am. That change will be an energetic change and does not have anything to do with time.
Let me clarify. There seems to be a narrow level of abundance that I live at. I don’t seem to go below that but have not risen much above it either. That is because that is who I am right now. So I have no need to fear going below that level, it just will not happen because that is not who I am. The future (Time) does not have anything to do with it. What does have to do with it is who I see myself as in my core being.
My abundance is tied to who I am, not the future. Who I am is a present and always consistent thing. I am the Now.
The trick is how to change who I am to who I want to be as the change must be deep and not superficial.
Returning Energy
Posted by: Ann
November 8th, 2009 >> Life, Physical/Material, Spirituality, Vibration
In February I was at a meeting in a large room with about 100 people in attendance. During break, I was walking down the aisle when a woman with long, grey streaked hair came hurrying to me. She said she had felt her energy go out of her and attach to me as I walked by and she thought I needed this. She then put something in my hand. It was a crystal of some sort. I thanked her and told her I would return her energy later.
On the drive home, I remembered my promise and sent her energy back. I felt a lot of energy go out of me. How did I miss that! I was surprised that I had not felt it come in.
The next day I asked a friend who knew about crystals what the stone was and she told me it was a citrine. I looked up the crystal and found it is also called the Merchant Stone as it protects against money worries and helps to ensure the accumulation of wealth. At the time I was in the middle of money worries, not knowing how we would pay the next months bills so this seemed appropriate. It is now November and we are doing better money wise than we were in February.
It was a magical moment when that woman sought me out.
Ready for Another Ring Story
Posted by: Ann
November 7th, 2009 >> Guides, Manifesting, Physical/Material
February 2008, my husband lost his wedding ring. He had lost a lot of weight recently and his ring was looser but he had not thought it would just fall off. One cold day he was outside showing his Lincoln welder to a potential buyer. That evening he realized his ring was missing. We looked all through the house and could not find it.
During this time I was working with a friend who had a “Rife” machine. While working with the machine and a pendulum, I mentioned my husband’s ring and my friend told me about some one finding a bag of money with a pendulum. He then proceeded to ask questions with the pendulum and figured it was about 3 feet from the outside A/C unit.
It was 2 weeks before I could dig around the unit, but when I did I came up empty handed.
The side of the house the pendulum said the ring was on was covered with a good 4 –6 inches of leaves. So a ring could easily become hidden. I mentioned the findings to my husband. He thought it made sense that the ring could be in the side yard. This was an area of about 12 x 40 feet. I wanted to do my own pendulum check of the area but again I was not able to get to it immediately.
Several months past before I could get outside with my pendulum. I divided the side yard up into 4 x 4 foot squares and asked each square if the ring was there. I had one that was a maybe but one that was a definite yes. Then again it was another 2 weeks before I could get back out and dig.
When I finally made it out there the yes square was still yes. I divided that square into 4 squares and had a yes in one. Then I started digging through the leaves. On the 3rd shovel I hit gold (ring that is). Yea I found it. I thanked my guides for leading me to it.
I showed my husband where I had found the ring and he pointed out that we had moved the outside condenser unit two years earlier and the spot was within 3 feet of where the unit had been. Wow! I had not even thought of that and it made sense to me as time is of this physical world and not the spirit world.
College was a fruitful time in my spiritual life. Some young people wander away from God during that time but I was drawn closer. Nature, whether sitting outside watching the birds, looking at the sky sometimes a solid blue other times with majestic clouds or even just riding my bike to class under the ancient oak trees, always brought me closer to God. My bike was my first major purchase with my own money as a teenager in high school. It was my main mode of transportation at college where parking spaces for cars were scarce and classes widely spaced. During my freshman year, I left my bike chained to a bike rack with many other bikes over a long weekend break. When I got back to campus on Monday I could not find my bike. I walked around the bike racks where over a hundred had been parked Thursday afternoon. Most of the other bikes were still there but not my blue thoroughbred (I liked to think of my bikes as horses, my first bicycle was a Morgan then I had a show horse before my latest acquisition). I walked around the dorms thinking some one had “borrowed” it and I would soon find it. I finally gave in and went to the campus police station and reported it missing.
They did not give me any reason to hold out hope of finding my thoroughbred. I thought why this might have happened. Was I becoming too dependent on material things? I talked to God about it. I told Him “I maybe relying on material things when I need to focus on you. This has jarred me awake on that. But I still need a bicycle to get to my classes on time. I would prefer to have my old bike because I’m use to it and I am sentimental about it, but if you want me to get a different one ok I will. If my old bike is not found by Friday I will go shopping for another one on Saturday”
Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday passed with out a word about my bike. By Friday afternoon I had resigned myself to the idea of getting a new bike. I started looking at my money situation trying to figure out how to pay for one on a poor college student’s income. Friday evening at about 8 pm a roommate pokes her head in my room to tell me I had a call. On the phone was the campus police who said, “I believe we have your bike”.
The next morning I headed to the police station and they showed me a bike I did not recognize at first because the black handlebars had been retaped with white tape. But then I saw the blue fingernail polish I had used to cover the scratches spotting the frame and I knew my thoroughbred had come home.
Yesterdays post was about a ring. Well here is another ring prayer that happened when I was in college. This time it was not my ring.
During a physic class the fire alarm went off. The class trooped outside where we milled around for about 10 minutes then a fireman said, “ All of you are too close to the building. Move across the street”. So we all meandered across the street, walking around talking until the all-clear bell rang 20 minutes after the first.
When we had returned to class Bill looked down at his hands and exclaimed “Oh no, the crest on my ring is gone”. Bill was devastated; this was a ring his grandfather had given him before he died. I could tell he was very shaken as he hurried back outside to look for the lost crest. I prayed hard that he would find it but how could he. We had been all over the place out there, on both sides of the street, in the street.
My heart was heavy for Bill. Within ten minutes, Bill came back with his face beaming and the crest in his hand.
As a 3rd Grader, a well-meaning Sunday School teacher told me that we should not pray for “things”. I have developed a different viewpoint on that. Not only does God listen, He acts.
The Christmas I was 14; I received a ring from my sister-in-law. You need to understand, this sister-in-law was a very hard person to like. She was one who could dish it out but couldn’t take it. She also took things very personally. I really liked this ring. It had 7 small rings banded together with a dangling gold heart. I wore this ring whenever I went out.
This was the year the High School Band took a band trip to a pool in east Texas. Don’t ask me why we had to go to east Texas to go swimming but we did. There were changing rooms and lockers where I stored my clothes and my ring, which I snuggled down in the toe of my tennis shoe so it would not slip off my finger while swimming. When it came time to go, I pulled out my clothes and shoes then remembered my ring. Looking into my shoes I could not find it. I retraced my steps. Looked in the looker room, the bathrooms, around the pool were we had been standing. No ring. I was upset. I left my name and phone number with the pool attendants and went home on the school bus. During the next week I prayed some one would find that ring and turn it in. What really worried me about loosing the ring was how my sister-in-law would handle it. I did not want her to think I had been careless with her gift, which in her mind would mean I did not like her gift and so did not like her.
I imagined all kinds of ways that ring would be found. Some one would be walking along and see something shining on the ground and pick it up or the janitor would be sweeping under the lockers and locate it. My imagination went wild.
My mother was surprised to receive a call a week later from the pool attendant, they had found my ring! They were in the process of draining the pool and a maintenance man saw something shiny in the pool. He jumped in and pulled it out right before it went down the drain. That was one scenario I had not anticipated.
All through my life, my prayers have been answered in ways I just could not anticipate. It is almost like God saying “Got you”. I think God does have a sense of humor.
I have felt at least 3 energy shifts this year (2009).
One occurred in February. This may sound like an odd thing for a 50 year old to think but here goes. I shifted from a lifetime of feeling I was a child pretending to be an adult in an adult world and being afraid I would be found out, to feeling I was an adult and just as important and competent as the next person. That was a major shift and it came suddenly, but it also came with a lot of anguish, like giving birth.
A second one occurred in early October. All of a sudden I started feeling I could talk to people about what I did without feeling apologetic. A week later I even initiated conversations with 6 people at a networking meeting. This was something that use to be agonizing for me as people would look at me weird and I would feel like they were trying to get away from me. But now it was easy and felt normal and the people sounded interested and interesting. May be the feeling that they were trying to get away was just my projection on to them of my wanting to get away.
The third shift was about 10 days after the second one. That night I asked my guides to take me, help me and calm me as I had had many weeks of poor sleep because I would wake in the middle of the night in panic about money, bills etc. I woke the next morning after a restful night. I felt different. I felt that what was now important was my work, my actions, not my bank account. Money is not that important, it should not have such a control on me and I relinquished that control.
It is our society that places such a meaning on money. That will never do. We are not to be controlled by such a superficial idea. We are meant to live our lives and do what we came to this world to do. I am who I am not because of money but because of what I do, how I act, where I am lead and I must do what I am born to do and not be corrupted by the system.
Live a life of greater meaning and purpose.
Everything is about spiritual expansion. We resist; fight and that causes dis-ease. We are not at ease when we are at war with ourselves.
Everything; paying bills, feeding the dog, ignoring the beggar is about spiritual growth.
We resist the lesson. We resist the spiritual growth.
We think we really want stagnation. We act like we want everything to remain constant and comfortable.
What we need is to take opportunities and the chances as they come to us.
One morning while meditating I asked why does life have to be so difficult?
I heard back confusion on the word difficult, so I tried it another way. I asked about how things were so hard and then I heard an “Oh, you mean learning opportunities”
Then it was my turn to show confusion with a little exasperation.