Manifesting 101: Gifts From the Universe

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Listening to Love Walks in by Van Hagar and trying to absorb the sliding doors that had to open and close – the subway cars that had to pull in and out of the station to facilitate the soul healing incidents of the weekend.

Yesterday morning I woke my daughter up to tie my shoes so I could walk to Safeway to get a bouquet of flowers I would deliver to the firehouse as a token of my appreciation.

The service they did for me?  I’d only been out of Urgent Care some 35 minutes.  Not in a great mental place.

On my way my laces came undone.  Not wanting to trip I stopped in at Starbucks and feeling humiliated – I couldn’t tie my own shoes – asked a sweet woman half my age running crazy for the morning crowd if she could tie my laces.

I felt – pretty awful.  Embarrassed.  I promised after getting flowers from grocery across the parking lot I was coming back to have coffee.

And get a treat for my daughter – just to be nice – not as a price for tying my shoes – how I felt about the barista.

This wonderful woman double-knotted my laces.

Ginsu Moment.

Showing my age I know.

I selected a beautiful bouquet I was going to put in a backpack I’d pull over a shoulder.

Sling keeping the other busy.

I approached two ladies to help me put the flowers in a plastic sleeve so they wouldn’t drip into my backpack.

I was going to tuck a sweet in as a treat for my daughter.  Soggy?  No good.  Explaining this mess to the kind woman who took time out of her busy morning to help me?  Forget it.

No Way!

One of the women laughed and said “Two peas in a pod!”

The woman who helped me with the flowers?  She had the same type splint on her left forearm!

She’d fallen off a ladder and broke her arm in the same place!

Fast forward and dear daughter and I are walking to the door at the fire station only to see a sign for business hours.

Sunday isn’t one of those days.

There WAS a sign that pointed to an old-fashioned doorbell “Press here for service.”

And another that read if an emergency dial 911. Delivering flowers to say thank you?  Um.  No.

It was a great feeling handing over the bouquet and thanking the men and women who’d heard about my adventure.

As to Synchronicity?

I was told it was lucky timing.  Apparently the crew had just closed out a call that enabled them to go to Starbucks for some java.

And help someone they had no idea was waiting for them.

Be well.

Manifesting 101: Irony and Angels

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To say it’s been an interesting morning is an understatement.  

It all started last night.

The Irony

Aaron and I were winding the week down and chatting in the living room.  I told him how the Pilates and Hollow Holds were definitely making a difference strengthening my core muscles and how all the walking I’ve done the past 2 years has improved my balance and coordination.

Important after falling off a diving board and having a brain bleed at 10 left me paralyzed on the left side and balance challenged.

We decided to do pizza for dinner.  As he was coming in from the garage a half hour later I got up and ran to the kitchen to meet him and the pizza.

And slipped on the kitchen floor.  Yeah real coordinated.

I reflexively put out my left hand – behind me – taking the brunt of the fall on my left forearm.  Because it didn’t hurt too badly I decided to sleep on it and see how it was in the morning.  It wasn’t worse in terms of pain but it was pretty swollen so I decided to have it checked out.

Rats

My left forearm is broken.

More Irony and then Angels

Before they let me go the doctor asked me to remove my wedding and engagent rings when I got home. 

She worried if there was swelling it might interfere with circulation to my fingers.

I explained that might be a problem.  I’ve recently begun taking creatine so a bit of fluid retention.  I told her I would try a bit of soap to try to slide them off.  She was very concerned and asked that if that didn’t work I go to the fire department because they have tricks for getting rings off swollen fingers.  Promising I would I went to the pharmacy I normally go to to have a prescription filled.

They were closed and there was no sign displaying when they would be open.

There are 3 pharmacies within close distance so I went to a different one.

They weren’t going to be open til 10am which was 20 minutes later.

Angels

I decided to treat myself to Starbucks.  I’d just taken a bite of a croissant when a group walked in.  I looked up to see from their shirts they were firemen!

Even with all the synchronicities I’ve experiened throughout my life I was amazed.

Thank you universe!

I approached one of them and explained the situation, asked if he could help me out.  He smiled said he wanted to talk to his partner and asked if I’d heard of the dental floss trick for getting a ring off swollen fingers.

Nope.

They checked their gear – no floss.

They also tried a lubricant – no dice.

I went to the 3rd pharmacy to get dental floss while they waited at the seating area outside Starbucks.

A Rite-Aid.

Having recently declared bankruptcy the shelves were bare.  No dental floss.

Back to the original store which is a grocery with a pharmacy inside.

Comedy of Errors

I ended up in line behind two people with completely full shopping carts, with one of the two buying several pumpkins and gourds, all of which had to be weighed.  Me?  Only the dental floss.

I’m no good with self checkout.  It truly is comical.

Picturing the firemen waiting while I’m gone longer than a walk across the parking lot should have taken wasn’t as stress free as it might have been.

As a good friend points out from time to time Pat (patience) and I don’t necessarily get on well.

They were great – amazed the pharmacy across the parking lot didn’t have floss – and set to work getting the rings off.

During which I related the series of events that led to us being in the right place at the right time.

Success!

After a morning of adventure I’m home typing this story.  Still amazed I’m also grateful the nuns forced me to be right-handed when I was born  a southpaw.

Have an awesome day!

Be well

Dreams Take Decades

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Just released an upcoming app to a beta tester** – listening to tunes to chill.

Separate Ways by Journey.

Glanced over to see the cover of a Metatron’s Army series notebook.

I was 16 when this series born of interesting creative life circumstances appeared in my mind’s eye.

The visual download was overwhelming.

The universe.  I drew it in pencil on typing paper I stuck to my bedroom wall.

Using toothpaste because we were renting and tape would pull paint off.  We’d be ding’d by the landlord.

Fast forward decades to publishing a story that lived in my soul for over 3 decades.  I decided having a visual cue would help so turned to a member of my team.

Um.

He proceded to tell me everything wrong with my drawing.

The “star” was too close to certain planets and the aspect ratio of the system was way off.

We had a discussion during which I listened and respected his expertise even as my heart pounded off my chest.  

I was in the process of releasing a story to the world no words could do justice to.

The Expert.

It was evident he wanted a happy customer.

I had to accept he had a handle on this I didn’t.

I told him to do as he saw fit.

That Notebook?

When I first saw it?  I got tears in my eyes. My chest felt tight.  

He somehow managed to design an image that filled a gaping hole in my soul.

Never stop believing in your dreams.

They never stop believing in you.

** App is for those dealing with Esoteric EMFs.

Responsibility: Who’s Is It?

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Listening to Rag N Bone Man’s Skin

Powerful lyrics

My mind drifted to the people we believe we have responsibility to.

And how we ended up with these beliefs since we weren’t born with them.

Functional Dysfunction

Having lived the definition of growing up in a dysfunctional family it’s probably no shocker I might have an interesting definition if not perspective of who is responsible for who and what.

And how dysfunctiontals don’t miss an opportunity to put their responsibilities on others including and especially those too young and inexperienced and therefore totally unprepared to bear it.

Note:  The stories I share in my podcasts?  Trust me they’re stirring up memories that would be all too happy to stay dead and buried – but that wouldn’t help the world and those in it.

Nor would it honor those who gave me their trust and protection throughout the years.

Needless to say it’s taking a toll on me.

Choice

This isn’t the forum for going deep but I’m listening to this song and thinking of a man who made the choice to be a guiding light to someone; a man not much older who somehow surmised I’d missed out on a lot of important life lessons.  Dealing with life himself?  And adversity?  He stepped out of the rushing stream of life that was sweeping souls to the open ocean where … well you can imagine … to give me a fighting chance at survival.

He saw I was shark bait.

He risked his career and much more to be there for me not because he was born with a responsibility to me but because he chose to help someone take the next step.

As life would have it I’ve been gifted along the convoluted way to cross paths with people who likewise chose a responsibility to help me to the next step.

Including my beloved husband Aaron.

There are no words to express the depth of my gratitude to these souls but along the path of responsibility to my fellow man? I learned the importance and impact of something as simple as a smile or a hug.

And how it can transform someone’s life – like the lyrics of a song.

Be in the flow.

And enjoy the music of life.

Be well.

Life: 52 Pickup

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Note:  This will be short and to the point.

Listening to More Than a Feeling by Boston.

Followed by Peace of Mind – another goodie.

About an hour ago I high-tailed it along my walk route to meet up with a couple who had a beloved doggie that got out.  I saw her a few mornings back and a mutual acquaintance put us in touch to let them know.

I met them at the location I saw her.

As Fate Would Have It…

Story of my Celtic life.

A young man taking a break from work chatted with me as I was going then coming.  Sitting here I was thinking of our convesation which led me to consider the ins and outs of life. A curiosity popped to mind.  

The Hand Life Deals You.

As in cards…

I hate this saying that was shoved in my face during my corporate years any time I expressed frustration.

By colleagues 10 – 15 years older though not necessarily wiser.

I suppose it’s a philosophical take on shit happens.

What They Missed.

Probably too busy trying to survive the same corporte morass.

Life doesn’t deal you a hand of cards like a poker game.  It tosses the damn deck and walks out without staying to watch you pick up the chaos.

Life happens.

Platitudes don’t.

We need to start giving ourselves credit where credit is due.

Be well 

The Voice Within

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Was listening to the Voice by the Moody Blues when life smacked me upside with a message.

Believe it or not I missed the blinking neon traversing the universe.  Thankfully a good friend took the universal message – handed it to me so I could run with it.

Hey football season is upon us.  Perfect metaphor for a time that brings joy.

I grew up listening to this on 8-track tape with over the ear headphones.  And somehow in all those years I missed the message.

Or perhaps the message waited for me – for this day.

I’m writing content for the 3rd podcast in my Navigating the Holistic Path series.  

A central theme is the role of instinct in holistic caring for family. 

 Tired out from today’s work I decided to listen to tunes.  For some reason The Voice by the Moody Blues kept coming to mind so I downloaded it to a playlist I call LAStyle.

Playlist reflects an amazing beautiful incredibly creative period of my life as a teen of divorced parents living part-time in So Cal.

It was only away from today’s podcast work I was able to catch snatches of the lyrics.  I’ll admit originally when I heard “…calling you back to face the music…”  I thought the universe was taking me to task.  Then I heard “Understand the voice within…”  And “… trust your feelings it’s easy now.  Understand the Voice Within.”

Intuition.  Instinct.

Message received.

I’m grateful to my friend who mentioned this song to me recently.  

Look for magic everyday and you will find it.

Be well.

We Need Mentors

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Enjoying a bit of sunshine and smiling because of a conversation that brought joy.  A woman was doing a service by picking up recyclables the county doesn’t pick up.

Ahem – clamshells.

She mentioned she used to work for the US post office which was a nice segue. I told her of people I know who used to work for the post office and a friend who currently does.

A friend who has been a mentor to me since I met him 36 years ago – in corporate.

After a wonderful back and forth she went on her way and I was left with my thoughts.  I couldn’t help thinking how throughout my life I’ve had the benefit of mentors.

People who shared and passed life wisdom to me.

I speak to this in my podcasts.

As I considered how fortunate I was to have not just one but multiple people in my corporate environment take the time and energy to mentor me I thought of the flip side to that.

What’s Axed is What’s Lost

I was in my early 20s when the Midwest went through yet another in the every ten years we go through a recession fun.  

Not.

The thing is I hadn’t been through it in a way that drove a stake into my empathetic heart before then.

I watched as in the name of cutting costs people with incredible knowledge and experience were the first to go while those of us who were just starting out were kept because we were cheap labor.

I later learned I was being underpaid by $18K.

I was not only devastated watching colleagues let go because they apparently earned too much I told management we were losing a precious resource.

We needed their experience! Their wisdom! You can’t put a price tag on that!

Experience Needed

I don’t think the powers that be got what they were going for.  After the senior consultants were let go a large number of customers dropped us as a trusted vendor/advisor.

They had a history with these consultants.  They trusted them.

When I showed up at an OEM site to address a critical issue the customer looked at me and said “Why you don’t look any older than my granddaughter.  What could you possibly know about this problem?”

In other words don’t worry my pretty little head about it?

I pasted a smile on my face and proceeded to assure the customer I could indeed fix a problem that had pulled the systems offline.

Costing millions of dollars an hour.

Inside I felt like jelly but I did get them up and running.

And chewed my mentor out all the way back to the office for putting me in a position I was in no way experienced enough to handle.  

His response?  “Did you or did you not fix their issue?”

Life Circles Round

I know that mentor – who is a beloved friend after all these years – will read this and remember that day.

And my panic even as he assured me he believed in me 100% and knew I could fix the issue and get them back online.

How did it turn out?

After they were up and running they took me to lunch to celebrate.

And raised glasses to the fact I indeed got them up and running so the car doors could once again roll off the line.

We need to tell our stories.

We need to mentor.

Be well

Metal in the Brain: EMF Life

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It’s been a busy afternoon in EMF land.  I’m about to release an app and Handbook focused on Esoteric EMFs.

  

  • Ghosts
  • Psi
  • Hauntings
  • Sacred Spaces
  • Sensitivity to other People

And how these frequencies interact with and are impacted by

  • Geologic
  • Atmospheric
  • Technologic

EM frequencies.

Filled with tools and strategies that eliminate the negative impact of Esoteric frequencies the app and Handbook will appeal to novice and expert, to skeptic and believer alike.

As I was decompressing with music my mind drifted to one of my favorite human beings in the world.  My high school physics teacher Mr. Robert Parys.  I will never forget the day he learned I had a metal clip in my brain.

Titanium it was put in to stop bleeding from a subdural hematoma the result of falling off a diving board and hitting my chin on it on the way into the pool when I was 10 years of age.

He was – in a word – horrified.

“There’s metal in your brain?!”

As a 16-year-old I wasn’t particularly appreciative of the attention this got me.

I was the only female in the class of about 20.  Everyone turned to me expressions startled and horrified. You know – like I had a disease? 

Can we say “Yay?”

Note:  I had girlfriends who took physics.  They just had classes during a different time period.

To make matters worse – for me – he asked me to stay after class.

You can imagine what it was like to hear male feet shuffling by as they left. The sideways glances.

Oh just yay.

I tried pointing out I needed to get to my next class but he told me he’d write a note.

Joy.

The discussion led to more questions – his – than could be managed so he invited me to stay after school so he could learn more.  I had a job so this wasn’t easy but he was persuasive it would be worth my while.

I liked Mr. Parys.  He had a good sense of humor and related to students in a way that let them know he really cared about them, their dreams, goals, their success in life.

He spent time doing what he could to help students achieve their dreams.

Though I spent time answering his questions about life in the wake of an NDE with a metal clip in my head he is the one who gave the gift. Sharing his insight and access to materials meant I was able to conduct scientific research that helped me feel okay at a time when I didn’t…

I was still limping heavily after being paralyzed and my hair was still growing out after being shaved for emergency brain surgery.  You could still see a pretty big scar on my skull. Not a fun thing for a self-conscious teenage girl.

The groundwork he helped lay has led to the release of this app and Handbook.

Work that will help the world the way he helped his students.

His legacy lives on.

Teachers are amazing people who are often under appreciated.

I’m ever so grateful this one crossed my path.

The world benefits because he was a part of it.

RIP Mr. Parys.

Manifesting 101: When Dreams Don’t Happen

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Listening to Bryan Ferry’s Boys and Girls smiling as a wonderful memory sweeps through.  

1994

Working in Santa Clara I would drive 92 to the coast after a long day.

Window down, ocean breeze the perfect antidote to work stress.

Seeing RVs and mobile homes on the beach gave me hope that I, too, could afford to live on the beach.

Midwest experience had me thinking you needed to own a mansion to get the view these people were enjoying.

Manifesting a Dream

As I took in details I imagined owning my own little piece of heaven by the Pacific Ocean even as I knew the commute would be no picnic..

92 is a windy path back to Silicon Valley.

As Fate Would Have It

Life had other plans for me.

That particular goal never manifested.

And yet….

Just listening to this album brings all the absolute joy and optimism of those evenings with the smell of the ocean breeze, the feel of cool wind washing my cares away.

The Lesson?

Even when life doesn’t hand you the dream you can still find and feel the joy of your dream.

Be well