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Intoxicating Possibility


In the early years of skill discovery it was difficult to focus on any one concept, I wanted to understand all of what I could do, to know how energy healing, aura reading, psychometric readings and precognative dreaming worked. I wanted something, anything that would compartmentalize and humanize spiritual activity. Forty years of searching has led me to understand that the spiritual root of self is central to living as human, it is our very core.

What I’ve learned is that we haven’t lost the core connection. It moves with us, acting like a thread or tether to the Whole never broken, ever-present, ever strong. Generally, we are offered the family’s belief system, cultural preferences, and life path options with nudges from parents or significant others holding us close. Not surprisingly, the actual rediscovery of core connection to the Whole is up to each of us individually. It is a self-discovery path we walk alone. Imagine how different living physically might have been if we had tapped into the Spirit Collective from an early age.

Over lunch this week with a like-minded colleague, I discussed my quest for understanding free will, the life path and Spirit collaboration. I also shared a number of dreams from my journal regarding life path choices. For example, some years after my mother returned to Spirit, I had a dream revealing several options she had to choose from while living on Earth. Each life path she might have lived was different from the other, however they all had a common thread, she lived with and died of lung disease. In another recent dream, where I again raised the question of free will before entering the dream state, I was shown a young woman who was painfully thin and didn’t like her body. She also had a number of choices for life paths, all included living as a thin woman. These examples follow my previous logic, that we are born into circumstances previously chosen in the Spirit Collective state, with the ability to choose from a variety of paths, creatively orchestrating daily events, ultimately creating who we are in the present moment.

After a lengthy conversation, my colleague and I found the discussion opened a Pandora’s box of questions. I share just a few of them here:

  • If we were more connected with Spirit Collective (or what I’ve come to call our Wisdom Self), would it be possible to collaborate consciously in order to create a rewarding life path and/or to assist in co-facilitating personal growth in others?
  • I have several friends living with dis-ease. Would it be possible to collaborate with Spirit consciously to determine best course of action here in the physical for assisting others on their life journeys as they continue in life or through the transition period back to Spirit?
  • How would life be different? Might we better understand the gifts we’re born with and choose occupations based on the gifts?
  • Would we work together in large groups to discern next steps for our culture, for our world?

And finally, would there be discussion and decisions at the Spirit Collective level that seep through the core threads tethering each of us to our Wisdom Self in order for us to consciously recognize and grow with constant, steady nurturing? What a wonderous reality this could be if we were consciously aware each moment of being more than this…

“If I were to wish for anything, I should not wish for wealth and power, but for the passionate sense of the potential, for the eye which, ever young and ardent, sees the possible. Pleasure disappoints, possibility never. And what wine is so foaming, what so fragrant, what so intoxicating, as possibility! ~~ Soren Kierkegaard

Trust Change


The underlying theme of life over the last two and a half years has been change, change and more change. All roads led to change, no matter which path I chose. Whisked along at a rapid pace, whirling winds around and around and then quiet, like the leaves you see in the fall, spinning and spinning and then later just quiet beauty.  These winds carried  me to the here and now, setting me down like Dorothy’s house in the Wizard of Oz, placing me ever so gently in a place completely unexpected, a new land. I suppose none of us really see change coming, unless of course we’re buying a new home or having a baby. These are anticipated types of change on the life path, something we can see coming at least most of the time.

Almost two years ago, I was presented with an opportunity to move out of my long time role as a community college advising manager. A recruiter called with an offer from a small private college to serve as Dean of Academics where there would be opportunity for me to work directly with instructors and students. This appealed to me as I wanted to get back to impacting students lives in a personal and positive way instead of just program planning and managing staff. I interviewed with several of their administrators and researched the role before accepting the position.

Just three months after taking the job, the college added monthly travel across the U.S. to my role as an administrator. I would be home 50% of the time. Being a family oriented single mom, my response was, “If this had been in the job description, I would not have accepted the position. I still have young people at home I’m responsible for.”

I was told, “…just do the travel.” After a family meeting, I resigned. We decided it would be better for me to take a position somewhere, even if it meant making less money, in order to keep us a cohesive family unit. Tough, tough, tough decision. It meant job searching in a market where jobs are scarce. I found myself faced with my greatest fear, not being able to support the family financially.

In the midst of the job search, I dreamt of building a mosaic made up of little pieces of creativity, all of the skills, all of the talents I’ve acquired throughout my employment history. That morning I sketched a picture illustrating abilities, talents, people I knew and jobs I loved doing. The dream had provided me with a tool to see beyond what I’d pigeonholed myself into. The sketch became a palette of employment and there before me I saw something evolve and take shape. Looking for a job became my full-time career. I networked and sent out three to four resumes a day. I was a job hunting ninja. Three months, 120 job applications later, I interviewed with eight different organizations, chose and accepted a position.

The position in education did not allow me space to grow, and by space I mean inwardly. Spiritually, I was moving at a snail’s pace. Everyday office operation didn’t allow downtime for contemplation, even walking to the other side of campus during lunch in search of a quiet place, I found myself caught up in student or staff issues. Occasionally I would think about moving out of the field into something else. In looking back, I see I’d become complacent. It was easier and safer to stay where I was.

Spirit saw it differently. The only way any kind of growth would occur was with change. The offer for Director of Education came from the only college I might have considered, with work I loved and a salary that couldn’t be beat. The timing was perfect. I left my long-term employer for this new adventure. Three months later, they dropped the travel bomb with no alternative options. The decision to resign was frightening and the only right decision given my commitment to family. The job search, well for those of you who are out there looking, all I can say is God bless. It’s a tough market.

So in the midst of whirlwind job hunting, my “house” landed quietly in an executive assistant position, a place I never dreamed I’d be. I now mange the U.S. office of a small spiritually centered organization. Instead of forty people reporting to me, I have just a handful. The grounds are surrounded by forest and natural prairie with walking paths and meditation areas. It is a peace-filled and sacred place. I’m in a job I would not have imagined, surrounded by spiritually centered people and I am exactly where I was led to be. All events leading to this change were events I could not, would not have foreseen and would not have consciously chosen. I faced my greatest fears, discovered strength I didn’t know I had, and now find myself on a life path so much more appropriate to who I am, more than this.

“When my path seems too liquid and unsure, when I seem to be carried upon moving streams, having lost my familiar, solid and trusting pavements, when You are too much a mystery to me, Lord, when I am too much of a mystery to myself, when the familiar becomes unfamiliar, when my mind seems banished from itself, when my eyes see strange things, when there is distance in those closest to me, when blankness eclipses the face of friendship and smiles recede, taking the last sweet wrinkle of mirth from our moments together, when I am lost and impossibly alone, when flight fills me and I am wingless, when my soul is bullied with suspense, when normal seems indifferent, when I am naked and fretful, when I fear the light of day and long for shadows to hide me, to comfort me in a place where I am faceless and no one asks my name, when prayers like this say too much and leave no finishing mark, no punctuated end, for language itself is interrupted…”       ~ David Teems, 2004

There are only two words, trust change.

We Are Enough


This week has been particularly crazy busy in the office with projects coming at me one after one, all with Friday deadlines. Yes, that would be today, and it’s a short work week! By Thursday morning my head was spinning.

Ah, but there it was, that Grace I keep telling you about, just coming along surprising me again and again. How is it that our general state of modus operandi is worry, fear, and anxiety, even when Grace appears over and over again? How can a state of calm knowing replace the MO that is so insidious living as human? Even with daily meditation and mindful living, I still find I fall into old behavior in times of busy-ness. I suppose I can say, “I’m only human.” But is that just another way of saying nope can’t do it, an easy excuse?

We are enough. At any given time we are all that we can be, we just don’t trust it. Realizing the lapse in confident calm and knowing, I decided to look for an inspirational blurb to pull me back into a peace-filled state. I share this with you.

Living Beyond Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous. Actually who am I not to be? You are a child of God. If you are playing small, that doesn’t serve the world. There is nothing enlightening about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.

We are born to manifest the glory of God within us. It is in everyone. And as we let our lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

~ Marianne Williamson

Shiny Smooth Edges


So many words clamoring, banging at the walls, running and jumping to see if they can escape from the collected memories of yesterdays that shaped this life I live today, I decide to be mindful of how it feels to just sit right here in the now.

This morning I realized how I love quiet simplicity, the sound of the wind in the leaves, moving blinds against the window with the breeze, morning birds singing while the coffee brews and fills the room with comforting aroma. This is the time of day I enjoy most. Routine simple pleasures holding me in place. I’m the peg in the hole, edges worn shiny smooth, a perfect fit of simplicity.

 i thank you God for most this amazing

i thank You God for most this amazing

 day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees

 and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything

 which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,

and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth

day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay

 great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing

 breathing any–lifted from the no

 of all nothing–human merely being

doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake

and now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

                                                                  ~ e. e. cummings

Manifested Love


This most recent and very remarkable meditative vision validates my lifetime of intuitive events, prophetic dreams, and psychic abilities. We and all that surrounds us are part of God, Collective Creators, All That Is, the Spirit Within and About.

February 24 2012 – 5 a.m.

“I am one of many, yet we are as one, connected, intertwined with no means, method or desire to be separate. Collectively in what can only be called great love, the most encompassing love, which is a state of being, we are Creators. I exist as my Creator, or rather I am the Creator of my “self,” the body manifest on Earth. I am, you are as you exist physically on Earth. There is nothing but Love, no strife, no pain, no opposites.

The colors are many, vivid, alive, moving and flowing. All character is clothed in fluid pastel colored hues. The air is alive with excited conversation, planning a path of events. There is a joyful sense of knowing in the midst of this natural beauty and being – nature, but aware nature living as part of the Spirit Collective.

During this time, I am comfortably aware that earthly reality provides the opportunity for individualization, individual creativity and autonomy, something we cannot experience as part of the Collective. Yet even at the core of this individualization, there is a creative story and interweaving of all personalities that is agreed upon in the purest form. Finished with our discussion, we agree it’s time to return.

Me, my self, as a conscious representation of the Whole, begins to return to this place. I feel acceleration, traveling along a thread of energy and am completely aware that I‘m returning to the physical state – still always connected to the Whole that is all that exists.”

Now, back in the physical, I open my eyes. I’ve returned and feel a sadness and yearning because of this new knowledge and awareness. I feel homesick, but have a heightened sense of purpose and know that you dear reader are the reason I write. We are more than this…

“…as God’s purpose is to glorify the individual man (or soul) in the earth, so the highest purpose of an individual soul or entity is to glorify the Creative Energy or God in the Earth.” 338-3 ~ Edgar Cayce

Living As Diversity


Slavic Mythology Museum Art

Many believe diversity is about differences, today I challenge you to step off to the center a bit and view diversity as individual uniqueness, each, all and everything as creative expressions of Living Spirit.

“Let us pray to the One who holds us in the hollow of
  His hands, 
To the One who holds us in the curve of Her arms, 
To the One whose flesh is the flesh of hills and  
  hummingbirds and angleworms, 
Whose skin is the color of an old Black woman and 
  a young white man; and the color of the leopard 
  and the grizzly bear and the green grass snake, 
Whose hair is like the aurora borealis, rainbows,
  nebulae, waterfalls, and a spider’s web, 
Whose eyes sometime shine like the Evening Star,
  and then like fireflies, and then again like an 
  open wound, 
Whose touch is both the touch of life and the touch
  of death, 
And whose name is everyone’s, but mostly mine. 
And what shall we pray? 
Let us say, “thank you.”

Max Coots
Minister Emeritus of the Canton,N.Y. 
Unitarian Universalist Church