This Thought Counts

When I started this blog in August 2008, I had no idea where my journey would take me. I only knew it had started the winter before with the watching of What the Bleep Do We Know? And reading The Secret 2 months later. I could see how I attracted what I didn’t want. When the Boundless Living Challenge (went defunct in 2013) came up – 45 days to a goal – I jumped in. If you’ve read my first 2-3 months of blog posts, you’ll see how much that changed me. I mean, I went from mostly negative with a small percentage of blah to being positive at least 50% of the time. That’s tremendous! While I haven’t blogged as much as I did then, I have kept up my journey. I’ve had amazing moments. I’ve had disheartened moments. And I’ve let you travel it along with me because I thought people needed to see that they were okay, that having ups and downs was normal. The journey that started Winter 2008 ended in Summer 2013. In late Summer/early Fall 2013, I started a new journey – a higher journey e...

Ever since my experience with spiders 4 years ago, I've become increasingly aware of all the signs the universe sends us -it's unique form of communication. There are always several meanings that go along with any creature who crosses your path and the one that is the right is the one that instinctively grabs you. A month or so ago, I had to expand the language I had associated with spiders when they appeared when I was in a very positive frame of mind. The fact is, when the universe sees that you are listening, it will expand its vocabulary. Not that it doesn't sometimes talk to you. It does. But for one such as me, unless I'm in a focused conversation where I'm speaking with a universal presence, I tend to think those voices in my head are me having a joke. When I first started looking into the meanings behind the insects, animals, and signs that crossed my path, they were instant. Now that I'm paying attention, finding the meanings behind them have ...

I've spent most of my life thinking the universe wasn't speaking to me. It's only been in the last few years that I realized it wasn't that it wasn't speaking to me. It was that I didn't know how to listen. The universe, God, all that is'ness, whatever you want to call it, doesn't always communicate like we expect it to. I was raised in a conservative Christian religion where I was told that god would answer me when I prayed. And they always shared stories that those answers came in words. *buzzer* The fact is, the universe communicates in many ways, but those words I was expecting in my head? That isn't how the universe communicates. At least not to me. When I hear that, it's my angels and guides talking to me. And the universe is such a wonderful, giving wonder, that if you don't ask, it won't answer. And that includes your angels & guides. They don't interfere or answer unless we specifically ask. But they aren't ...

They gave me a rose. It's going to take some time to figure out all the permutations of that sentence. For now, just take it as is. My amazing angels and guides gave me a rose. I started out this post and have now deleted most of it as it ended up turning into a rant which I did not want to do - shows me I've still got some anger toward organized religion. So I'm going to focus instead on my rose. It's beautiful in its spiritual state. A gorgeous peach color and when it's in full bloom, it is as wide as my lap. And the best part? It's thornless. And the lesson included with that is so intense, so mind-altering, so life changing it is going to take awhile to have it all soak in. I got it last night during my nighttime meditation, but expressing it? Will take some time. Namaste