How the heck are ya feelin’ today?  If it’s not so great, then DEFINITELY check out this vid! 

Life is too short not to feel good!

Magical days,

Julie

May you live long and prosper!  Enjoy this video to help you move into prosperity as opposed to just wanting money!

Magical days,

Julie

A Story for You...

The brief writing below was sent to me by my sweat lodge leader. As he battles a tobacco addiction, he sends us “sweat-ers” some beautiful stories of healing along the way.

Thought you might enjoy this one!  Copyright Paul Perrotta, 2011

Hi Relatives.  Back in May I shared with you, “My Hypocrisy”, and then “Into my Hypocrisy”.  (For those new to this sweat community, will send on request.)  The encouragement, support and love that came back from so many, blessed me.  A beloved elder guided me to seek complete rebirth, back before the womb.  I spent the following months immersed in deep, intense, ceremony.  The results are profound an ongoing.        One of my experiences is calling for me to share it with you, in hopes it will help at least one along the way.        I’d spent four days alone in a sweat lodge followed by four days alone with two hundred year old pine trees in the Sierras at seven thousand feet, and was returning to the five sense world.  Traveling south on highway 14, I decided to stop in Palmdale.  At the age of three, my head and face broke the windshield of a Nash Rambler, at an intersection in Palmdale. Before an awakening some twenty plus years ago I had always thought that if there was a “God”, then the doctors who saved my life blew it and that I was supposed to have died.  After being awakened to “something invisible that loves me” and getting to know my Earth mother, I came to trust that the “accident” happened for an important reason.    As complete rebirth was the prayer I thought there might be something at the intersection waiting for me, so I followed the impulse to try and find the location where the “accident” took place.  My sister was fifteen and in the car when it happened and I called her to ask about details.  She remembered the intersection.  She also said that while my head and face were being stitched up with sixty seven stitches, the family could hear me screaming because the anesthesia was having no effect.        I located the corner in Palmdale where the crash happened and parked a little ways away.  I looked at the corner and “the memories seeped through my veins.”  I remembered my earliest memory, which was seeing a foggy world through a slit in the bandages.  I remembered feeling ugly through puberty because of the scars.  I imagined the accident happening the way my family described it to me, and wondered how much of the story was my memory or theirs.        I got out of the car, walked over to the spot where I lay bleeding some fifty-five years earlier, closed my eyes, and allowed the experience to come to the surface.  Instantly my body shuddered, a chill ran up my spine and I could feel the hair on the back of my neck trying to sand up, (but it was too long.)         I saw the three-year-old towhead screaming, with blood all over his head and face, and felt so much compassion and wanted to hold, comfort and love “him”.  A split second later I saw what “he” was doing for “me”.  I saw the essence undergoing a shaman’s initiation, so that this individual “I” would have the experience and tools to step into my highest vision at this time, and it is time.
In those moments at the intersection a wound was healed.  The compassion and gratitude that I felt for that three year old healed something in me I didn’t even know was hurting.  I’m so grateful for the “accident”, and for the tobacco addiction. They’ve been powerful teachers and have helped me increase my measure. Being stitched up without anesthesia has sounded a lot easier than quitting smoking.  Now, I’d call it a tie.  But both were crucial for my highest evolution and I’m grateful for every tear. We have the free will to choose how we will experience our difficulties, and what we will do with them.  We cannot change the past but we can change how we “frame” it and how it affects our lives. What changed in those moments at the intersection?  I took no anti-depressants or teacher plants.  I didn’t exactly pray or do ceremony.  I didn’t mentally figure out a way to make it not hurt so much.  What I did do was to invite and surrender to the experience as fully as possible.  I asked to feel it all and I was blessed for it.  Looking back it feels like passing through a veil. The shamanic perspective relates to traumas as initiations, and they come baring profound gifts to those who dare to go within for the source of their difficulty, and choose to heal. I’m sharing this because for many it’s a scary world out there.  Change can be unsettling without a deep trust in Mother Nature, or in the “underlying loving intelligence”. Our wounds and heartaches can be seen as sacred teachers and perfect for our highest growth toward realizing and becoming boundless love.    

  Every difficulty comes with a gift in it’s hand, and of course we have the free will to perceive it otherwise.

Sometimes life is not going in the direction we would like to see.  There is often a simple answer to why that is:

- you are constantly in opposition to everything instead of in the flow of what you want.

-  you are AGAINST everything instead of FOR it.

- you are fighting instead of creating power through peace.

Check out the vid for more info and see if you need to be more in the flow to create your dreams from a place of positivity!

Magical days.. have a beautiful weekend!

Julie

How can you begin to do the “spiritual” expectation of giving to others when you have not given to yourself?

How can you give to others if your battery is drained to the maximum level?

Check out this video for more info about how we can begin gifting our souls with nourishment so that we can let that flow through to others!

Magical days,

Julie

Living Spirit 6 is here!  In this video I share some ideas about why part of living our spirit is to share our joy/bliss with the people we love.  Why hold all that goodness in when it can be fully expressed?

Enjoy and feel free to leave a comment or thoughts!

Magical days,

Julie