Feng Shui – Chicken or the Egg

This is a piece about using Feng Shui to help and reflect where you are in life.

While I’ve been the beneficiary of feng shui since first implementing it after reading Terah Kathryn Collins’ book The Western Guide to Feng Shui Room by Room in the winter of 1996 I recently got one of the most important lessons.

One I’ve never encountered before.

I wanted to share because I think it’s an important perspective.

One that may prepare people for how the end result manifests.

It All Began…

Some two years ago this December I began a rather significant decluttering.

The biggest impacts were my home office and the garage.

It so happened that a good friend’s daughters were going to college and had rented a small apartment to share.

They needed a few things.

To my delight I was able to donate pretty much my entire home office along with some things from the garage to the cause.

Uh-oh

Less than a month later I hit a wall.

Complete burnout.

Two months after that I found myself in the ER.

Related to said burnout.

My ability to write was gone so completely I honestly didn’t think I would ever write again.

I did not connect this to donating my home office soup to nuts.

Turn Turn Turn

Purge Purge Purge

Over the next months as I continued to purge I found more and more of my life falling into chaos.

It sucked.

Those familiar with feng shui won’t be surprised.

It sucked.

It was easy enough for me to see the correlation and what got me through was understanding why my life was devolving into ever more chaos.

It sucked.

At the same time I was walking miles a day.  

Miles in which I did a tremendous amount of introspection.  

Slowly surely I put my health back together.

Next Stop?  Level Out.

No more clearing!

Focusing on restoring my health and well-being meant I wasn’t bothering with any other feng shui tweaks.  It wasn’t a conscious decision so much as my attention was focused on restoring my health.

And other obligations such as career and family.

Insight Gained.

Round Two.

I recently decided it was time to tackle a few frustrating energy spots in my home.

One of which I’d been trying for years to fix.

My approach is to try to determine the feel of what’s missing.

Put a name to the feeling.

I then think of a color scheme associated with the feeling.

For instance pink might say romance whereas for me red says power and energy.  Zing. Purple does not mean royalty though some associate it thusly.

I then look at what is in the area that has the opposite message.

What is pulling this energy away or blocking it from coming in?

I may take something from one energy area and move it to another.

It may pull or block in one but be perfect in another.

Analyze the feeling.

This was perhaps the most important lesson I learned.  As I sat working on an upcoming writing project I was semi-distracted by a feeling.

Where’d Everybody Go?

With my attention no longer focused on restoring my health and well-being I became aware that a lot of the items I was used to seeing – used to feeling – were gone.

The great clearing project of 2023!

As I pondered the feelings from the big empty I was reminded of the joke that we get rid of stuff then buy a bigger house so we can get more stuff – the idea being that we get rid of stuff – see the big empty – and fix it.

By getting more stuff!

I consciously resisted getting anything.

For months.

Even as I felt heightened awareness that there was an awful lot of space available.

For more stuff!

Aha!

Because I resisted the urge to fill those spaces with stuff – stayed focused on my upcoming writing project – I was able to determine the next step.

Grounding.

Imagine that you have a space that was being filled by stuff and taking some from – the middle.  Why the middle?  

I’m illustrating a point.

Depending on various factors the items to the top left and right would move in such a way as to fill in that space – using something natural.

Like gravity.

And like with gravity it all falls into place.

Organize! 

Having cleared I had areas of space whereas other areas had items in a jumble.

i.e. candles I have for when we lose power and/or decorate with for various holidays.

As I set about redistributing and organizing I came to realize the benefit.  I was grounding energy that had been akimbo since the great clearing!

I’d gone around for months feeling something was off but not knowing how to put a name to it.

As I’m putting the finishing touches on this stage of the tweaks I see that understanding the correlation between feng shui action and reaction isn’t enough.  It’s critical to stop and evaluate before trying to fix what isn’t – truthfully – broken.

It wasn’t fun living through the chaos but in giving myself space to go through it I came to see what next steps needed to happen.

Who We Are.

I also came to see the importance of doing clearing when we are going through major life changes.  This actually circles back to the advice from feng shui practitioners.  Specifically, not holding on to items that have negative associations.  But…

It was too vague.

For me at least.

I understood the idea that holding on to things that no longer serve us can cause issues including keeping us locked in an old version of ourselves.

Mentally and emotionally.

I now see that clearing has to happen to allow for inner transformation.

It creates a physical space that is mirrored within us.

As William Bridges explains in his book Transitions** the change may start at the end – not the beginning.

Having clutter – even if it wasn’t underfoot – was clogging up inner space.

Space needed for inner transformations I didn’t even know had to happen in order for me to level up.

The No Plan Plan.

My advice is to sit with any feng shui work and not have a knee-jerk reaction if the results don’t appear to be positive.  That chaos?  It was a blessing in disguise.  That’s because the chaos that ensued after clearing items no longer needed or used had a benefial effect within.

As above so below.

The shifting and organizing was also mirrored.

In my thoughts and feelings which became calmer and more organized.

I gained a better grasp of projects that are important to me as well as which ones needed to be reallocated or delegated to someone else.

Potentially helping them whereas it would only burden me.

I also created healthy boundaries.

A project long overdue.

I felt it a lesson worth sharing.

Knowledge is power. Experience is power to share.

Be well!

**A great read.

Manifesting With a Twist

Wanted to share a story that is a twist on manifesting.

While out walking this morning I came across someone sleeping on the sidewalk.  This is unusual in that I rarely see this where I walk.

Rarely – not never.

At first I thought it a woman huddled into a sweat jacket head resting on a small suitcase.  I asked “Are you okay?”  Even after they replied “Fine” I thought it a woman.  As I was on my way back the individual sat up.

He’s Just a Kid!

I don’t think he could have been more than 21, huddled in that jacket.  He looked up at me and said, “I’m sorry,” in a way that suggested he was sorry for existing.  

Respect Always

I didn’t want to offend his pride but I wanted to help him warm up so I offered to buy him a coffee.  He initially said “Oh, you don’t have to do that,” but then mumbled, “Unless you want to.”

I told him I just needed time to walk home grab my wallet walk to the coffee place then back.  He immediately said “Oh, that sounds like an awful lot of trouble – that’s okay – thank you for offering.”  I looked down to see a small pile of quarters he said he thought may be enough to buy one for himself. Looking at that small pile I considered that buying a coffee for someone in need is such a small thing.

For me – not for him.

I Love Walking

I could see he very much wanted to accept my offer but wasn’t sure how to convey that to me. I assured him I didn’t mind the extra walking and started toward home.

On my way I decided to get him something to eat.

It seemed a small thing that would make his day better.

I bought a chocolate croissant and had them warm it.

Manifesting Miracles

As I was walking to the coffee shop I went through the affirmations I say regularly.  When I got to “I embrace miracles” it occured to me that I had manifested a miracle for that guy.  

He didn’t have the means for breakfast or warming up after a cool PNW evening. Thanks to me he would have a bit of both.

Deserving

When I handed him the goods the first thing out of his mouth after thanking me was, “I know I don’t deserve it.”

I said, “Yes, you do.  You absolutely deserve it and I’m happy to do this for you.  You definitely deserve it.”

Vibrational Frequency.

A part of the overall manifesting ethos is the idea of like attracting like.  Today that guy’s vibrational harmony was such that I left for my walk at the perfect time to come upon him and then think “How can I help him warm up?”  

Coffee!

Buying someone a cup of coffee is such a small thing and it was so easy to decide to get him a croissant as well.

So he would start his day with some food in his stomach.

I watched him set everything up neatly – as if he was having a picnic.  

He told me he would be on his way as soon as he finished eating – thanked me again.

I wanted to share this story to illustrate that even as we work to attract good things into our lives we may be part of someone else’s miracle.

Which can feel great.

A Gift For Me

As I was typing this post I looked up to see a hummingbird had come to visit.  

A nod from the universe.

Have a wonderful day!

Manifesting 101: Pursue Your Dream and the Universe Responds

Though I’ve been passionate about walking for decades** I’d gotten away from it after a move left me in a place where it was it was a challenge.

Not to mention I was working on publishing the Metatron’s Army and Dragon Core series.

Life Intervenes

Thanks to Covid and biting off more than I could chew in terms of writing and consulting I hit a giant brick wall.

And wall thy name is Burnout.

When this hilarity landed me in the ER I knew I needed to get back to basics.

Live what I write about – a holistic healthy approach to life.

Those first steps out the door in the middle of a Pacific Northwest Rainy Season were tough.

I would come home soaked through.

Not a Choice

I knew from experience that walking is therapeutic on an incredible scale.

For body mind and spirit.

I also knew if I was going to recover I had to keep at it.

Regardless of the weather.

I’d done it before.

Walked in snow and freezing rain and sleet in Michigan while working in a high-stress industry.

Hold Your Head Up

2 miles turned into 6 turned into 8

Every day 7 days a week

I found myself feeling better.

Slowly but surely.

Um – Have You Noticed?

Not really no.  

Too  busy watching my feet as I put them one in front of the other.

I would come home from the morning walk and kick off shoes soaked through, peel off soaked socks and do what I could to warm up.

I was so sick at that point I couldn’t handle coffee.

When I pushed myself out the door for the midday walk those dry socks became wet as I put on shoes still damp from the earlier walk.

And head out in the rain with an umbrella woefully inadequate for the task of a PNW Rainy Season.

Turn Turn Turn

Eventually the seasons changed.

I made a vow that by the time PNW Rainy Season came back around the following year I would be prepared.**

I began to see the same faces day after day.

A number of them told me seeing me slog through the inclement weather inspired them to start walking.***

I introduced myself to them.

So we could do more than smile and say Good Morning/Afternoon

A Fun and Funny Thing Happened

Weeks of putting one foot in front of the other turned into months and Good Morning/Afternoon turned into small talk that evolved.

I came to see that I’d attracted like-minded souls because I’d pursued something incredibly important to me.

Health in mind body and spirit.

Not The First Time

While out walking recently considering how I’d attracted such wonderful souls into my life I realized it wasn’t the first time.  Decades earlier while working for a Fortune 500 company going down in flames I found myself hitting the pavement of Kensington and/or Maybury.

It started with random conversations with colleagues during which we would discuss our plans for after work – usually working on one proposal or another – and/or the weekend.

Conversations during which a number of us said we would be walking at one of the local parks.

Within a short time those of us of like-mindedness were agreeing to meet to walk together.

No Geek Fest

These were never b*tch sessions.  

We were all so done with the stress and chaos of a career that ever seemed like we were Wylie Coyote to the Discrete Manufacturing Road Runner life.

Start Slow and Go From There

Great philosophy for manifesting dreams.

It started where we would talk about what we were doing after we were done with the walk.

Some talked about going out with their spouse or going to a sports game of their kids.  Some of us talked about our hobbies.  Mine was writing – had a dream of doing it full-time – learned some of my colleagues were on the same path.  One colleague played in a band.  Another entered marathons.

As trust between us grew we began sharing life philosophies.

And talking about dreams we wanted to achieve.

We offered advice to help each other realize those dreams.

We Liked Each Other!

Yeah But

We may have come to trust and like each other but walking 8 miles and discussing the meaning of life was a far cry from spending 80 plus hours a week in a cubicle.

We went to the mat against each other if necessary but once we were one with Mother Nature?  The gloves came off.

The Take Away?

Ah yes – corporate speak.

When you pursue what you love you will attract like-minded souls who can help you on your path to manifesting your goals.

** I invested in waterproof shoes and other gear that will get me through this year.

Aaron gave me an aawesome new umbrella for Christmas.

*** I discovered walking as a wonderful way to strengthen after being paralyzed by a brain bleed when I was 10.

Nine months after the incident that caused it – falling off a diving board – I walked 26 miles to raise money for Muscular Dystrophy.

Walking story from Nashville…

Link to Jamf Nation User Conference

Knowing: The 4th Component

I’ve written that my work is drawn from imagination experience and education.  In an upcoming project I explore how a 4th component – Knowing – has influenced my writing.

Fiction and Nonfiction both.

Fiction

I share how decades of following the trail of something I couldn’t prove was ultimately validated years after publishing fiction works with the themes and information.

Included are stories of how conversations with various experts in the field played into my research efforts.

Nonfiction

“I know something’s wrong.”

I elaborate on how this solid belief allowed me to continue to dig for answers in the face of apparent evidence to the contrary.

And how doing so was ultimately the right course of action.

Never Give Up.

Never Give In.

I share how falling back on knowing helped through some of the toughest challenges.

And ultimately led to success.

Details to Follow…

Note: As I searched through my library of images for this post I was taken aback by how they beautifully illustrated my evolution as a writer.

A pictorial walk down memory lane.

Validating.

The perfect example of better late than never.

Be well!

The Balance of Manifesting

As I’ve had some pretty amazing synchronicities recently I took a bit of time on my walk this morning to examine the nature of them.  The introspection reinforced a tool related to manifesting that though I have taught to others hadn’t realized was something I needed a refresher on.

1) Notice

Several decades ago I was talking with someone about synchronicities and how they can be guide posts in our journeys.

They can be a wonderful way to determine if you are heading in the right direction toward your goals.

I explained that to manifest more of those magic moments simply observe them.

Acknowledge them for what they are – magic in your life.

I then suggested he carry a small notepad around and whenever he noticed one of those fun “coincidences” he write it down.  

After awhile it would be so second nature to notice he wouldn’t have to carry the notepad.

I explained that simply noticing them would lead to having more of them.

2)  Be Thankful

I recently learned first-hand that if we wish to increase the number and intensity of synchronicities don’t stop at noticing, be thankful for them.

Note:  I’ve read this in a number of books but I always had an issue with it because I’m not comfortable with the word gratitude.

Overused to me – like a song played too much on the radio.

What ended up working for me was to just feel really happy when they happened and consider them a gift – after which I would say “Thanks for the gift of…”

A person I came across on a walk.  A cute little critter that would scurry or hop across my path.

Note:  Within a few days of saying thank you for the cute bunny (or squirrel) I began to see them on a regular basis.

Then they started showing up in my yard when I happened to be out.  

If I was out front they would show up there.  If I was out back – yep!

3)  Notice

As I acknowledged that thanking for the gift brought more of what that gift was more gifts showed up.

4)  The Balance

It seems to be enhanced by being thankful for the small gifts as well as the big ones.

Happy Manifesting!

Follow Your Heart – In Work and In Life

Was just scrolling through headlines about the fastest growing careers and smiling to myself.

By the time high school and/or college grads have what it takes to fill those roles the trend will be gone and something else far into the future will be making headlines.

It’s interesting how a job can fulfill different roles.  In my case?  It was an ends to a means.

  • Needed to feed myself.

Paid the rent and put food on my table.

  • Enabled me to do something I love.

Started in HR – got into Tech Writing – then Consulting – all of which fulfilled aspects of my soul.

  • Segue to a dream.

Enabled me to pursue a lifelong dream of being a writer.

Note:  If the Fortune 500 merger/acq hadn’t happened I wouldn’t have left to pursue that dream.

The silver lining to being put into an untenable situation.

The Reward?

Aside from being able to call my own shots?  I got to marry my passion with my love of Mother Nature.

I go to parks with vibes to soak in the peace and the beauty.

Each day after I’ve finished my miles’ long walk to a certain park – am sitting peacefully with coffee and setting fingers to keyboard – I’m visited by these critters who bring such peace.

Critters I’ve loved since being a kid in Detroit where I used to feed them on the same lawn I hit softballs to my dad – often sending them way over his head and beyond the reach of his glove.

The Rythm of Love

What I’ve come to see is they wait until I’m quiet – my attention on the laptop

On my lifelong dream – my heart and soul’s love of writingin the form of a manuscript

They appear in a specific order

Like the stepping stones we walk on the path to those dreams

  • The bird

The male shows first then the juvenile – then the female.

  • The squirrel

Who first runs across then makes his way closer and closer

  • The Bunny

Who comes and patiently waits until I notice he’s there.

I get the sense they love the peace – the stillness of me sitting – one with the dream.

The Lesson?

When you follow your heart and not the trend the rewards are plentiful and build one upon the other.

Follow Your Heart

Be well!

Life After EMF Sensitivity

Note: This is an area that used to cause symptoms – switching station in a train museum in California.

Wanted to share that in the near future I will be doing a follow-up interview with Lloyd Burrell about life after EMF Sensitivity.

Date to be determined.

To add interest I recently spent time in the SF Bay Area going over all the locations that previously caused me to be sick due to EMF Sensitivity.

I’m excited to share this next phase in my relationship with sensitivity to electromagnetic frequencies.

Geologic, Atmospheric, Technologic, Esoteric.

Stay tuned and be well!

The Road to a Dream

Hello all!  Taking this special day to remind people to follow their dreams.

Celebrate Life

What’s special about this day?  44 years ago at 2:15pm EST I suffered a brain hemorrhage that left me blind, paralyzed on my left side, and in a coma.

I also died 3 times – twice on August 6 and again on August 9.

If not for the quick acting of two men I would not be here.

  • My dad who got me to the hospital

Drove up over the lawn and kicked in the door as he called out “Comin’ Thru!”

  • Dr Arturo Paz, neurosurgeon.

He told me he felt me slipping away and that he “…refused to let go…”

There are numerous others working that day who contributed and I’m very grateful to them all.

I went back years later to thank them.

The Power of Goals

Needless to say it was a long road to recovery.  What fueled the fire to drive that recovery were numerous goals I held to my heart.

  • “I will play and ride a bike again.”

My dad would hold me up so I could look out at the lawn under the summer sun.  

I was just getting my eyesight back and wanted to stare at the green grass. 

  • “I’m going to be out there riding my bike soon.”

I achieved the goal several weeks later.  Relearning to ride a bike was very difficult as my balance was off big-time and I was still regaining movement on my left side.  

  • “I’m going to walk again.”

Thanks to the efforts of my cousin MaryAnn and my mom I was able to walk within a month.

  • “I’m going to put this behind me.”

This was perhaps the toughest of all the goals and if it weren’t for the tireless efforts of my mom and dad I’m not sure I would have gotten past the trauma as quickly as I did.  We turned the date into a celebration of life which totally turned everything around for me.

  • “I’m going to live a normal life.”

Thanks to the incredible patience and love of my brother I was able to feel normal far quicker than I might have thought.  He was truly my hero in helping me adjust to school and feeling as normal as I could want.

Looking Deeper

While I made incredible strides and got to a point that people wouldn’t know by looking at me that anything happened there were deep wounds associated with what happened.  Apparently life wanted me to deal with them because shortly after meeting my husband I came face to face with the festering.

I ran into someone who knew me from that time and it brought painful memories to the surface.

Aaron and I were at the H.O.R.D.E Fest at Pine Knob and I had a breakdown in the parking lot as traumatic memories surfaced.

Aaron’s love and compassion were the perfect balm that started a healing that – though it took longer than I hoped – nonetheless completed.

I am grateful for all the love and support I’ve gotten throughout the years as well as the congratulations and well wishes from those who understand this is a day to celebrate.

I encourage people to pursue goals that will lead them to their dreams.

And celebrate the victories along the way!

Note:  In closing I’d like to say a special thank you to Dr. Patricia Paz Arabo for her love and support – from the beginning.  You helped me feel whole again.

She was a child who accepted me as a friend when I – 11 years old – really neeeded one.

PhD: The Path Unplanned

A recent conversation had me reflecting on my path to becoming a holistic doctor.

PhD with a Bachelor’s in Holistic Childcare.

The gentleman I was speaking with is a retired psychiatrist which had me reflecting on a class on how nutrition affects and is treatment for many psychiatric disorders.

The class was taught by a psychiatrist who specialized in ADD/ADHD and the positive effect of elimination diets for some cases.

The part of that class I found most fascinating was borderline personality disorders.

Further ruminating led me to the day circumstances set me on this path.

My Bio and About pages show I’ve had many interesting stops along this path.

Life Intervenes

A domestic situation between my parents meant my mom brother and I were about to be homeless and if not for an offer from a woman from the UK we would have been in dire straits.

She was the wife of a brilliant ENT surgeon who was the first in the US to do cochlear transplants so deaf children could hear.  He passed away while at a conference teaching other doctors to do this life-changing procedure.

I met him a month after deciding I wanted to be a doctor.

Six, I needed my tonsils and adenoids out.

One morning as I was getting ready for school 

He was just coming in from surgery and rounds at UM.

After teasing me about not being a morning person and asking how school was coming he asked if I’d ever considered pursuing alternative medicine.

Which was and is embraced throughout the UK.

I explained that being the granddaughter of people who’d lived on farms and understood animal husbandry and our relationship to nature it was innate as a lifestyle but as a profession in the US it was a hard way to go.

As was being a female in a male-dominated industry though I had the support of my dad.

Familiar with the bureaucracy involved in the industry, not to mention my somewhat rebellious temperament

Ahem

He felt I would thrive under a discipline just getting a foothold in the US.

Training Begins

Some  eight months later we were in a rental.  As I was a determined hiker along the college path he took it upon himself to train me in the rudiments of holistic therapy.

Starting with herbs and tinctures and moving on to homeopathy.

Years later I formalized my education eventually earning my doctorate and then the secondary bachelor’s.

The intervening years doing extensive research and study.

The path forward took turns I didn’t expect

EMF Sensitivity anyone?

And as I sit typing this one-handed

Broke my left humorous though it’s healing well and fast

I think on the joy that crazy unplanned path has brought

Including meeting this wonderful retired psychiatrist who makes my life better

Be Well!

A bit of GRAND Father’s Day Fun

On this Father’s Day I wanted to share a fun story.  I’m working on Messenger of the Gods.

Next in the Dragon Core Series.

When I read this passage 

“Coming dear,” he called laughing when she gave him the finger before marching off toward the oak tree at the center of the park in the middle of Warehouse Square.

I was swept back in time to sitting in the backseat of my paternal grandparents’ car, my grandfather at the wheel.

Not because of giving the finger ha ha.

Like so many of us when we were young being in the backseat of a car wherein lots of perfume and cologne was wafting around I was a bit antsy to arrive at our destination.

So I could breathe.

To take my mind off of it he used to say this wonderful nursery thyme.

He’d also wiggle his ears which to this day amazes me he could do.

My passage:  the oak tree at the center of the park in the middle of Warehouse Square.

From the Green Grass Grew All Around:  And the tree was in the hole.  And the hole was in the ground.  And the green grass grew all around all around and the green grass grew all around.

It’s one of the better memories of life but also a reminder that grandfathers are dads and on this day like the dads they are deserve a Happy Father’s Day!