Monthly Archives: July 2015

—> ReCalibration —>

Do you feel it?  Are you living it?  Aware.  Any of these apply to you — ? moved/moving/planning a move (even rearranging your furniture) helped another move clearing/cleaning/purging old stuff (physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually) losing/releasing loved ones through death/divorce/them relocating healing crisis/crises through illness and/or injury D’you remember how it felt waaaaaaay back at the…

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Slogans ~ of the Spiritual Sort

What are slogans?  Rallying cries.  Pick-me-ups.  Encouragers.  Thought trainers.  Brain washers. I created my own (or so I thought at the time) during rough high school years.  Not into victimhood, I decided that: Everything happens for a reason. I may not know the reason, but g.o.d. does, and perhaps one day I would know, too. …

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How does this work practically?

From Knock Knock last week, Jeff asked a terrific question that needed more space to answer.  Even more space than anticipated, as it turned out, as cascades of thoughts continued to pour!  Too much.  Simplicity is key, so waited out the deluge until clarity arrived, paring out the excess for future posts. :-) Specific to…

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And then there’s ~ ‘All is One’

This one took my breath away… Another misdirection into the collective hive mind: All is One.  It isn’t. Follow me through…. All = 0 Zero is the void.  It is the circle elongated (to accommodate language’s need for different, but like, symbols)…the feminine aspect in sacred geometry, the womb…the realm of all possibility. One =…

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We Are All Ones

It’s been one of those niggling things…something that fundamentally we all (mostly) seem to resonate with…We are all One. At our core something rings true…but not entirely. We’ve come close by acknowledging that not everyone here comes from the same clay, i.e., human. So what’s the hesitation? That wee voice of discernment that pauses just…

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Knock Knock?

I love vintage shops.  Used to be a favorite thing to do with my paternal grandmother when I’d visit.  We’d point at things she’d had, amazed every day items were now collectibles.  She had the most wonderful giggle and the stories she’d tell of her youth…fun even amidst the struggle of the depression. What does…

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