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We Need to be Nicer to Each Other

Be nicer

Do you ever catch yourself sounding like someone you wouldn’t want to associate with much less be!  I’m a nice person.  In general, I like myself just fine and I feel good about who I am.  But every once in a while, I listen as I am standing outside of myself and I think, “Who the hell is that person! She needs to be nicer!”

In the course of taking my missing real estate class, the…

Signs from the Universe

Signs from the Universe

I think life is full of signs from the Universe.  Do you ever look at something that shows up in your life and think, “Well if that’s not a sign, then I don’t know what is!”  I mean, I think most of us (with the exception of my son perhaps), but for those of us who believe in God and the afterlife, I think the tendency is to think we live in a responsive universe.  One…

Loving Ourselves Through Our Stories

Another day crammed with too much to do and guilt wraps me like an oily film I can’t wash off.  My only way out is in, and so I am journaling for freedom.  Writing crap just so that I can get through; for not writing is part of the issue and I can’t discard that piece and just do the rest because the guilt will then continue to haunt me.

I have been thinking…

Tuesday Night ACIM Group: Separation and the Atonement Continues

Separation and the Atonement

The discussion was primarily about Separation and the Atonement; about how the Atonement is really about how the game is rigged.  “The acceptance of the Atonement by everyone is only a matter of time.” Or, as we say every week (because we always start by reading the introduction), “it is a required course.  Only the time you take it is voluntary.” We began with II.…

Journaling: Summer Countdown – 9 Days Till l I Leave for My Niece’s Wedding

Summer’s Coming to an End

Part I

Anyway who doubts we live in an abundant Universe has undoubtedly never seen my house.  It’s not that I have lots of cool toys, though I have a few, it’s that I have crap everywhere.  Even with all of the stuff we’ve gotten rid of, there is still excess pouring off the surfaces in most every room.  At that moment, there is not one tidy room in the house (well,…

Part II – The Advantages of Limitation and the Illusion of Need, and the Way to Unblock Creativity

Endless Possibilities

I’m probably going to make my brain hurt thinking about this.  It’s a question that comes up just about every week in our ACIM class. Why give us an ego that has no idea how powerful we are?  Why make us forget that, in truth, we can have it all?  Does God have a sadistic side where He’s just up there (not in the clouds – we don’t really believe in a cloud-dwelling God but…

Limited Resources and The Illusion of Need

Child of God

It’s a habit really: thinking about how to make do with what there is available; thinking in terms of scarcity rather than unlimitedness.  It’s the old joke about “how big is your God?” (As in, my God’s bigger than your God and you’d better watch out or He will kick your guy’s ass!)  Very human concept, because of course we live in a world that has finite resources. We make do with…

Owning Your Shit Ain’t for Sissies

Owning Your Shit Ain’t for Sissies

This owning your shit ain’t for sissies.  The hardest part is the forgiveness, the part where instead of turning into an abuse monster towards myself, I allow my imperfections to be.  I simply let them inform me so I don’t have to go through this shit again.  I let everything be all right instead of slipping into blame or denial.  This owning your shit ain’t for…

The Art of Impatience: Put Down the Load or Quit Whining About It

The Ability to Wait

I’m an extremely patient person.  At the store, I always get the clerks in training because God knows I will be patient with them – allow them plenty of space to figure out the newness.  It doesn’t bother me.  It’s a role I assume gladly.

The downside of that is I can be way too tolerant of being handed bullshit sandwiches without calling bullshit.  I’m not tough enough.  No…

Forgiveness for All: Art, Shame, Memory and Tears

No Pressure

It’s a running joke between me and my son that I don’t remember the past.  It’s not that I have a bad memory, it’s that I rarely spend time reminiscing over it, so unless it is one of those reruns skipping in the same record groove (in other words, “shenpa” – the stuff I need to heal) chances are above average that my recollection will be vague at best.  I think it actually hurts my…

Tuesday Night ACIM Group: Beginners Mind and the Land of No Judgment

Beginner’s Mind

Tuesday night and I enter the land of no judgment, the ACIM group I facilitate each week.  In no judgment land, whatever is, just is.  I can laugh at the folly of it all, as I remember, forget, and remember again.

Last night, the land of no judgment attracted some new faces.

I love having these newbies in the class.  Beginner’s Mind and all that.  At the moment, there are no…

F.E.A.R.: False Evidence Appearing Real and “I REFUSE to believe this is not unfolding perfectly.”

F.E.A.R.: False Evidence Appearing Real

It was a day primed for freak out.  A test, if you will.  Have I really evolved past the point of allowing myself to get hijacked by F.E.A.R.: False Evidence Appearing Real or was it all hot air?  Would I buckle under the pressure?  Fall in the Hole in My Sidewalk? Or would I stay calm?

Here is what I know about being a Realtor: your clients take their cues…

Steal Like an Artist

Steal like an artist, great artists steal

It is the 27th, and therefore one of the days of the month when I write a prayer for the church.  I am republishing it here, because I have a busy day ahead, a just a small window of time to write and the signs that I need to surrender to this are everywhere.  My friend Vicki invited me to come play with her: Gelli Printing or alcohol ink on glossy paper…

Battle with the Shy Girl Within: Tales of Appreciation

Appreciation Can Make a Day

There was a reason our moms taught us to say “Thank you” once we’d received the cookies we’d asked for, and it wasn’t just so we could feign politeness.  She was trying to instill appreciation. She was trying to make us pause long enough to NOTICE that something nice had been done for us.  Something that we shouldn’t take for granted.  Something that didn’t have to…

Solitude, Self-Talk, Connection and Faith

Dominant Thoughts

Self-talk is stage direction.  The Universe is listening.

It matters what we say about what is going on.

Ok, first me.  We (my buyer and I) should have closed on Thursday.  It is times like these that fear and doubt can play havoc on how things play out if you allow the negativity to come in and poison the water.  We are closing Monday.  The lender spent most of yesterday on the…

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We took the backroads home.  Yesterday, my husband and I drove to Santa Febecause I needed to get fingerprinted to be able to renew my real estate license.  My car is begging for some TLC and objecting to highways lately, so although we drove up on…

Thrive: What’s Important

What’s Important

“And every day, the world will drag you by the hand, yelling, “This is important! And this is important! And this is important! You need to worry about this! And this! And this!” And each day, it’s up to you to yank your hand back, put it on your heart and say, “No, this is what’s important.””  — Iain Thomas

I am reading Arianna Huffington’s Thrive and although I have had little…