When Life Gives You Lemons

echo~Katherine Ace

Echo~ Katherine Ace

Yes, I want. We often want, which is need, which stresses the manifestation principle.  I want to give, now that is more at ease. Giving, giving is the gift. I have been given the amazing opportunity to transform. You know that old saying, “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.” Well, there is a lot to that old adage! “Every dark cloud has a silver lining,” another with the same meaning. A long time ago I was reading this rather old book titled, The Great White Brotherhood, I recall a metaphor in that little book that has stuck with me for all these years, it went something like this;

“Say you are walking in the woods and you need to get to a point in the distance, but a swamp like marsh is between you and where you wish to go. You have two choices, to take the long way around the marsh, or to go through the marsh. You decide to go straight ahead through the marsh. Once into the marsh, you get stuck in the muck and the mire. You suddenly doubt this choice and ask, “Why? Why did I make this choice?” You think, “What a stupid choice I just made!” You really berate and doubt your decision, yet…..  You cry out, you cry out to your Higher Self, “Help me, please!” In that very moment, you transform your thinking to one of self-love, and you realize the beauty of getting stuck in the muck and the mire. All of these are paraphrased from memory.

My point is this…I have always said that one of the most empowering things that can occur in my life is the ability to transform an impression. When I am truly able to make lemonade, I rejoice, I truly rejoice, and feel my power. My recent visit to unhappiness and lack, has been such a gift. Why, because I have been in the muck and the mire and cried out to my Higher Self. Sometimes when you are happy and satisfied, you stop the work. You don’t even think about the work. By the work I mean that connection with the aspect of self closer to source, or more commonly called Higher Self. I still use the term but I do like the term Inner Divine Self, as it places it inside your energetic matrix and not outside of it. So, now in the muck and mire, I have indeed cried out to my Inner Divine Self and it has brought me to my work, and to my power. Give, give, give that which you want to receive, and not because you want to receive but because giving is the gift. In your work on self, or as Abraham Hicks says, in the vortex, all good thing come. As I wrote in The Call, the vow that was made to my Inner Divine Self will bring me into that which I want…want again…..a state of Being, which is bliss, or the Sanskrit word for bliss, ananda.

Speaking of Abraham Hicks, or Abraham, as channeled by Ester Hicks, I cannot be more grateful to how their words, that has greatly assisted my process. I will link a YouTube channel with many of the videos below.

I now know, what a blessing these challenges that we have sometimes, are to us in our lives. These challenges are opportunities to use our power, to use our power to transform and transmute impressions, to use our power to strengthen that connection to our Divine Self!

 “When you stop resistance you allow your vibrational state to raise.” Abraham Hicks

This YouTube Channel has lots of Abraham Hicks, check it out.

NAMASTE~

I love you~ I love me…everyday, in every way~

Peace~

Sindy

Attachment to Ideas

graces~ Katherine Ace

Still totally inspired by my new modern time favorite artist Katherine Ace in this piece titled, Graces.

Musical Accompaniment

This week I have faced emotional challenges from old paradigms, in conjunction to this oncoming Full Moon.  (Correction on my astrology by my friend Linda, who has seen my chart)  For years I thought my moon was in Scorpio but it is not, it is in Aquarius, making me a double Aquarius, my Aquarius ascendant, my moon is on my ascendant, according to Linda, of Litebeing Chronicles, this makes me lunar or Cancerian.  (I hope I got it right this time.) In this new Quantum Synchronicity that seems to happen more and more I read a great post by Monika at Symbolreader , titled, Where Do You Go After You’ve Been to the Moon. Great post!

Then too my good fortune another good friend blogger Shree, at The Heartsong Blog wrote two awesome post that reminded me to check my perceptions. One titled, Making Choices, and the other, Karma it seems disagrees with you.

Both of these post reminded me that I had been indulging in old paradigm thinking and ideas. Even after all that couple of weeks of hearing the great speakers on The Hay House World Summit, I had slipped right back into old thinking, allowing attachments to ideas and concepts, attachments to positive emotions, like a junky wanting my next fix. Yeah harsh but true. We are always chasing that emotional high. As I commented on Shree’s post, I recall something Baba Muktananda said, I paraphrased there and I will paraphrase here, “The pendulum swings both ways, happiness on one extreme and sadness on the other, but the goal is to stay neutral in the center, neither attached to happy or sad.” I recall when I heard this thinking, “But I want to be happy. What’s wrong with being happy?” When I heard it, I really stopped and thought about it, pinning it as a sticky note in my mind. I am glad I did because today I retrieve that sticky note and say, “Ah, I get it now,” all these years later. I have been so sad and stressed in fear of loosing this concept, this idea of happiness. How ludicrous a notion. I mean really it is so clear now. My attachment has caused suffering and certainly has not been being in the moment. “Be Here Now,” Ram Daas. I see exactly what Baba Muktananda meant.

So once again, I want to express my deepest gratitude and joy to my sister bloggers here at Word Press, who so often in a synchronization, express exactly what I need at the moment. I say sister because it has primarily been from my sisters, not excluding love of my Word Press brothers, I love yall too.

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Forgiveness & Freedom

ill_fly_away Katherine Ace

Yes, painting by Katherine Ace, I’ll Fly Away. I am just in love with her work. A real modern day master artist!

Lately, and probably a result of hearing all the great teachers speak during the Hay House World Summit, I have been guided to forgive and release some of the toxic garbage hanging out in my fields of consciousness. I had a rough time  about 4 years ago, my best friend Roger had died from HIV Aids, and my financial situation became rather strapped as the man I worked for just wouldn’t pay his employees. Yeah really! So I have just held onto that anger like it was Gollum’s precious ring. “My Precious!” Why? I mean what is about that we feel the need to hang onto such darkness? I have wished to release it but just couldn’t, or wouldn’t.

So yesterday I am sitting outside and start that whole thought train of seething over the money he owes me, and I heard, “Forgive the debt. He doesn’t owe you anything. Just forgive it and let it go.” I suppose it was my Higher Self or Inner Divine Self as I like to call it, or it could be an angelic friend but either way, I said, “Okay,” just like that and did. I felt a weight lift off me. I felt lighter. So then today I had another recent opportunity.

A manager at Pep Boys had recently given me his card when I purchased a couple of tires and told me that when I had the money he would honor a Buy 3 tires and get the forth free, deal they had, he went on to say that it was his store and he liked to make people happy. Well when I called him to take him up on his offer, he said. “I didn’t say that, I can’t do that. You must have misunderstood.” Oh, but I was pissed off, not that he had to do it, but just the way he acted like I was delusional. lol

Well I wrote him an email and told him off and then I was going to write and complain. I heard, “Forgive him,” yes, again, so I did. I wrote him another email and said, “I just wanted to ease your mind and tell you that I know miscommunications happen, and I forgive you.” I never got an answer but I didn’t want the guy worrying about an angry customer. Plus I found a better deal.

So the blue butterfly is learning, now it would have been better had I not gotten angry in the first place but I did. At least it didn’t take 4 years. Forgiveness is for you and it releases all that dark mass that will sit in our energetic fields and make us sick.

So if you have any unresolved anger, think about just letting it go. Poof it is gone.

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A Gollum riddle:

This thing all things devours:

Birds, beast, trees, flowers;

Gnaws iron, bites steel;

Grinds hard stones to meal;

Slays king, ruins town,

And beats high mountain down.

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Namaste my preciouses~

Sindy

Vitale

chariot~ Katherine Ace

Amazing still life by Katherine Ace, called, Chariot. 

I had the great opportunity and pleasure of listening to Joe Vitale today on the Hay House World Summit. He spoke on Abundance, which I am studying to master.

Here is a summary of his 7 steps.

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1.       Alter how you think about money.

Money is just a source to express appreciation.

2.       Give

Giving  creates a window to receive. The more you give, the more you can receive.

Giving without expectation.

3.       Prosperous spending.

When you have the money and want a product or service, get it. Tell yourself you are prosperous and worthy, that you deserve it. Buy it as an affirmation to your abundance.

4.       Asking for help.

      Ask the experts. (Physical World)

Prayer to Guardian angels, to divinity for guidance.

5.       Nevillize your goals. (Neville Goddard)

When you assume reality it will harden into fact.  Its real now, it’s done. Step into the visualization.

Wear that reality of your dream.

6.       Think like an entrepreneur.  See opportunities that most people don’t see. Pay attention to your complaints. Complaints are an opportunity to fill a service or create a product. Solve problems and add value.

7.       Helping your community and your world. Thinking of other people.

 

Follow your passion~~~Follow your bliss~~~Follow your bliss in the moment~~~

Three Days To See

slight_disturbance~ Katherine Ace

Another beautiful painting by Katherine Ace, titled, Slight Disturbance. 

I was rereading a post by shamanictracking titled, Changing Your Destiny, Part 1. A comment by my fellow blogger, who I read and follow Indrajit mentioned Helen Keller and reminded me of her transformational essay, Three Days To See. So with no further adieu:

Three Days To See

By Helen Keller

All of us have read thrilling stories in which the hero had only a limited and specified time to live. Sometimes it was as long as a year; sometimes as short as twenty-four hours. But always we were interested in discovering just how the doomed man chose to spend his last days or his last hours. I speak, of course, of free men who have a choice, not condemned criminals whose sphere of activities is strictly delimited.

Such stories set us thinking, wondering what we should do under similar circumstances. What events, what experiences, what associations, should we crowd into those last hours as mortal beings? What happiness should we find in reviewing the past, what regrets?

Sometimes I have thought it would be an excellent rule to live each day as if we should die to-morrow. Such an attitude would emphasize sharply the values of life. We should live each day with a gentleness, a vigor, and a keenness of appreciation which are often lost when time stretches before us in the constant panorama of more days and months and years to come. There are those, of course, who would adopt the epicurean motto of ‘Eat, drink, and be merry,’ but most people would be chastened by the certainty of impending death.

In stories, the doomed hero is usually saved at the last minute by some stroke of fortune, but almost always his sense of values is changed. He becomes more appreciative of the meaning of life and its permanent spiritual values. It has often been noted that those who live, or have lived, in the shadow of death bring a mellow sweetness to everything they do.

Most of us, however, take life for granted. We know that one day we must die, but usually we picture that day as far in the future. When we are in buoyant health, death is all but unimaginable. We seldom think of it. The days stretch out in an endless vista. So we go about our petty tasks, hardly aware of our listless attitude toward life.

The same lethargy, I am afraid, characterizes the use of all our facilities and senses. Only the deaf appreciate hearing, only the blind realize the manifold blessings that lie in sight. Particularly does this observation apply to those who have lost sight and hearing in adult life. But those who have never suffered impairment of sight or hearing seldom make the fullest use of these blessed faculties. Their eyes and ears take in all sights and sounds hazily, without concentration and with little appreciation. It is the same old story of not being grateful for what we have until we lose it, of not being conscious of health until we are ill.

I have often thought it would be a blessing if each human being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time during his early adult life. Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight; silence would teach him the joys of sound.

Now and then I have tested my seeing friends to discover what they see. Recently I was visited by a very good friend who had just returned from a long walk in the woods, and I asked her what she had observed. ‘Nothing in particular,’ she replied. I might have been incredulous had I not been accustomed to such responses, for long ago I became convinced that the seeing see little.

How was it possible, I asked myself, to walk for an hour through the woods and see nothing worthy of note? I who cannot see find hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch. I feel the delicate symmetry of a leaf. I pass my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, shaggy bark of a pine. In spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud, the first sign of awakening Nature after her winter’s sleep. I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me. Occasionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song. I am delighted to have the cool waters of a brook rush through my open fingers. To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug. To me the pageant of seasons is a thrilling and unending drama, the action of which streams through my finger tips.

At times my heart cries out with longing to see all these things. If I can get so much pleasure from mere touch, how much more beauty must be revealed by sight. Yet, those who have eyes apparently see little. The panorama of color and action which fills the world is taken for granted. It is human, perhaps, to appreciate little that which have and to long for that which we have not, but it is a great pity that in the world of light the gift of sight is used only as a mere convenience rather than as a means of adding fullness to life.

If I were the president of a university I should establish a compulsory course in ‘How to Use Your Eyes’. The professor would try to show his pupils how they could add joy to their lives by really seeing what passes unnoticed before them. He would try to awake their dormant and sluggish faculties.

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Namaste

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Sindy

Release

release Katherine Ace

It took this artist to inspire me to blog. I have so much to say that it is just too much. lol

Thanks to my good friend Linda, I have been listening to some great talks at the Hay House World Summit. Monday was Ester Hicks, Tuesday- Doreen Virtue and today Dr. Wayne Dyer. There are 6 or 7 speakers per day, only up for free for a 24 hour period, ending June, 10th. Go and register and enjoy. Again thanks to lindalitebeing. My dear friend.

Namaste

Sindy Simms

Painting by:

Katherine Ace