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Watch “In Search of Balance”

This documentary, brings understanding and awareness.

https://watch.amazon.com/detail?gti=amzn1.dv.gti.a8abc94c-b225-efed-ac50-41786110de12&ref_=atv_dp_share_mv&r=web

I started it on a break at work, and finished it at home. It helped me to feel relief.

The relief stemmed from the feeling response of knowing that I am not alone in attempting to reach for, and educate others to reach for, making this shit we are stuck in just a little bit better. I do not hold hope for any sweeping changes in my lifetime, as in many respects I have watched the consumer economic models exaggerate decay, destruction, disease and discord which was started in my parents generation, if not slightly before. The negatives have been fought and countered with many positives, but have not been undone, and we have approximately a century of history and non-progressive “progress” destroying our humanity.

Yet this documentary brings the ray of hope that others see the challenges and see the elements of positive change. Everytime I watch something like this it helps me feel better about my role and my work in this world, which too often I would like to leave. I will keep doing my best and maybe humanity will surprise me before I die. Perhaps, since I already practice as many of these concepts as I’m able, it might one day pay off and help me and my family.

Atira was supposed to have a farming co-op like the Hawaiian farmer in this documentary has accomplished. Maybe one day. I can hope.

I also recommend the documentary “HEAL”

https://watch.amazon.com/detail?gti=amzn1.dv.gti.26bb7ba5-d960-19ce-6f75-e01240eef73b&ref_=atv_dp_share_mv&r=web

May you find your own personal health. May you see your own place in the interconnectedness of our universe. May you understand the roles we all have, and how we affect one another. May you see your route to healing and know for certain that your are getting there. May you have evidence of positive changes inside and outside of your singularity in the matrix. May you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Your best joyful.

Today’s Sadhguru quote:

I was already thinking about my childhood when I saw the quote. Initially, contemplation was stirred by several people having asked me if I liked what I do.

I have answered honestly every time that question has ever been asked, and surprisingly my answer is not much different that the first time I was asked years ago.

In general I love what I do. I help people, I enable people to feel better and I often guide them towards finding healing (or with elderly- release, which is its own kind of healing). There have been points in my history where finances were very tight or other elements were stressful, but mostly my career is low stress and adequate financially. I will likely never become a millionaire on massage alone, but I have changed lives and helped others find less stress and more peace. I help people every day that I get up and go do what I do best.

And that is the key: WHAT I do BEST.

My best is not always hands rubbing and poking muscles. My best is not always words that come out of my mouth. My best changes from moment to moment. Sometimes it is energy work, sometimes it is the massage, sometimes it is saying just the right words at just the right moment, and sometimes it is what I do when I’m not earning my keep.

And I don’t always manage my best, but I always know why.

My mom was key in better understanding of the phrase “Always do your best”. She was the one that repeated it frequently, but she also had a deeper understanding of it.

She would tell us stories of how she was punished by teachers when she couldn’t read the blackboard after having had Scarlett fever, and finally one teacher figured out she simply couldn’t see. She would tell us stories of being moved around over and over again because she was a military kid, and all of the trouble it caused for her, but how she would get through. There were dozens of stories I heard as a kid where she was conveying that she was doing her best to survive and get through even when no one else noticed or cared, but eventually it mattered and got better.

She was key in my understanding that “Always do your best” only really matters to you. It only matters to the person doing their best. You are the only one that can determine if you are doing your best in any given moment or any given situation.

I then thought of when I was a kid participating in district solo and ensemble competitions. I was that kid that aimed for the 1’s not because I got ribbons and medals. No I aimed at the 1’s because I wanted to do my best regardless of anyone else. I would sit in a corner practicing quietly and let everyone ignore me, and later I would beat up on myself for mistakes because I knew I could do better. It wasn’t until years later that I understood I had already done my best because stage fright was real for me. Simply having managed receiving 1’s multiple times over, when battling stage fright intensely, was a feat in and of itself. Simply conquering my dyslexia on my own was a feat of my fortitude.

I was the kid that was bullied, molested, picked on or ignored mostly. But I still did my best getting good grades, setting curves, winning music and art competitions, and volunteering whenever I was able.

And to this day I am satisfied with my self-sufficient kick-ass way of always doing my best.

None of my accomplishments mean anything to the world, but they are no less amazing and spectacular. None of my accomplishments mean much to my birth family, but they are no less amazing and spectacular.

I am standing on my own and with great knowing that I can and will continue to do so, no matter what.

I am in a marriage that was completely unsupported by anyone. I have kids that were unaccepted because they are mixed race. I have largely done it all on my own and I still give my love to others daily.

I do not need anyone to support me or make things better, because I know that I always do my best, no matter what. I also know that those that shy away from me because of my baggage, are entirely missing the point.

I am a beautiful goddess and strong in my power. I am not perfect, I am a human goddess. I make mistakes, and I understand how to do better the next time. I constantly strive to do better because I know my best can keep improving. My best matters to me because it got me through when there was no one and no way to do it otherwise. My best is the result of all I’ve seen, done, and learned along the way.

And I forgive myself for the moments that weren’t my best. Humans make mistakes. It’s what you do with your mistakes that matters.

So yes, I love my career because it bring great satisfaction with minimal stress and it allows me to do my best every day I live.

To quote Abraham: “Money isn’t the root of all evil, but it isn’t the cause or solution of everything either”. For me I’d love to have more money, but I’m satisfied with the results of doing my best, even if more money never comes. My best is what has always mattered to me the most, and it’s not always measurable in dollars.

May you know that you do your best always. May you know what your best looks like and find forgiveness for the moments that aren’t. May you always understand why you didn’t accomplish your best and know how to improve next time. May you see the good in all parts of your life and have greater understanding for yourself and others. May you find that your best guides you to joyful work and a joyful life. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Out damn spot.

Like a darkness, an oily soiled evilness, ruining all it touches. Your ick spoils all, your vileness permeates everything and every one. You are the IT of “A Wrinkle In Time”. You are that which none wants, but all fight silently. You are the dis-ease we all fight, the remnants of poor choices past. Humanity, thinking beings, created you. All negative emotions, especially fear, feed you.

Your vileness is unwelcomed in my world.

Get out.

You threaten my thoughts, you threaten my emotions. You create worries and concern. You tell lies and show me death. Yet you are the lie, you are death. Your grim cloak is invisible. Your banshee screams are inaudible. Most pretend they don’t hear or see you, but the human experience is laden with you. Every turn, every moment of life, can cast your shadows.

It is our greatest biological weakness, an inability to escape your touch permanently.

How does humanity stop that which is undetectable, unmeasurable, invisible and silent?

You are worse than any disease because you are the root of disease. Humanity helped you by creating a new bigger, faster, unstoppable version; and we continue to help you by devoting our emotions to fear, only feeding you further.

I choose to ignore you as much as possible. I choose to use your lies to find my truth.

Kill everyone if you want, they will escape your touch in the afterlife. If humanity ends, then so too will the darkness that has gripped an entire planet in fear, crippling logic and stalling real solutions.

“In our darkest days lie our greatest strength.” ~ Master Jim, Troll Hunters a Netflix Original


I scolded my step-daughter this evening, after several events laden with chaos and mayhem. Nathan’s dialysis was one, a conversation about the failings of vaccines another. There were several others less notable.

My scolding was because I saw that fear was causing her to shut down and ignore the message that we were attempting to convey. She clings to the hope promised by the system, and is blinded to the emptiness of those promises. She desperately wants to believe that some pill or some shot will magically solve all her woes. She does not hear me when I tell her they don’t do that for anyone. Any one pill or any one shot, only gives you a chance at the singular thing which it is aimed. There is a myriad of things, and that is why there is a myriad of pills and shots. They are humanities’ feeble attempts at fixing what was broken ages before, and there is no one fix for all of it, except vibrational alignment, and humanity will likely never find alignment as a collective. We must do it as individuals for any chance of survival.

In the scolding, I pointed out to her, that her own mother died because that same system offered empty promises to her mother, cancer treatment failed miserably because she died after a 2 year battle where she couldn’t walk and suffered constantly. I pointed out the same system is currently failing her own father, and even when he is trying to explain something is wrong they ignore him. I pointed out that same system has hurt me repeatedly, and that my direct efforts have helped myself and her father more than anything else.

That is all 3 of her parents, whom have all been let down by the system over and over again.

But for whatever reason, all she sees is the hope laden propaganda, and she needs hope so desperately that it is all that matters.

I however, hope that same darkness referenced above, is the reason I feel like I’ve already lost her. I choose to cling to my own internal hope that she’ll grow a greater awareness and quickly. I choose to cling to my own internal knowing that she is smart enough to decifer real truth from hopeful propaganda. I choose to know that regardless of any of it, whether any of us survive this man made mess or not, that on the other side we will all find relief in a permanent way.

“Where there is a will there is a way.”

I choose to fight for Nathan and send prayers for all of us, knowing that this life might be a loosing battle, but one way or another good will overcome.

Regardless of whether we attracted this disease through poor choices and bad alignment, or actually created it in a lab as an attempt at warfare, either way we are responsible, and either way we still have yet to produce solid reliable permanent resolution for it. The vaccine was a solid attempt, but it’s stats are not holding up to standards set long ago. Continuing to put all of our resources in that basket is risking lives of generations, not just the here and now. The vaccine industry has put profits before lives, and it caused catastrophic failure, not just with covid (revisit effectiveness stats for the last several years of the flu vaccine). And I reiterate we can solve computer viruses easier than human viruses, there is no solidly effective anti-viral for any virus, and no resources are devoted to healing post infection for any disease. Our best bet is still simply to honor the miraculous nature of the human body and feed it well enough to do as it was designed.

We humans are failing ourselves, over and over and over and over and over again.

Right now the most successful survivors are those that have learned their own personal alignment- in all the ways that means. They have the least of the illness, and the least of the long-term ramifications. That is why it is my goal, that is why I devote so much of my time and resources to working on myself.

I choose to honor myself. I choose to respect myself. I choose to educate myself. I choose to arm myself with my own arsenal of awareness. I choose to acknowledge my strengths and work on building up my weaknesses. I choose to be the best me I can be and forgive myself for my lapses. I am human on the journey of life and sometimes it sucks. It’s what you do with that moving forward that counts.

Not even the biggest powers that be have stopped this disease, so I must simply do my best knowing that if I fail it’s still okay. God is the only one capable of stopping this, and it seems that either he doesn’t want to, or is still working on it.

I choose to believe that I and my family will survive and heal fully. I choose to believe that we will find our alignment enough to continue on our journey of life. I choose to believe that God is rooting for me to win, and I’m waiting for my HA moment. In the meantime I will keep reaching for my own inner being because that alone is what has given me everything that has helped me over the years. My inner being has saved me more times than measurable, my inner being has guided me to everything I’ve ever needed to know. I trust my inner being more than anything else, and I always do my best to follow that guidance.

I pray for everyone that doesn’t even know what that feels like. Those are the people that need it the most right now.


May you see the darkness for what it is. May you bring light to all the shadows and find healing for yourself and those around you. May you know that no matter what it’s all okay, even if we all did die, we’d be free of this darkness. May you know that somewhere, somehow there is something more helpful than the failure vaccines. May you know that if we all reach for alignment it will help humanity in all the ways, but especially in finding a real solution for this and all diseases. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Seeing the path.

I’m struggling right now, so is my family. But, that has all brought me amazing clarity on what I really want, and that is already in my vortex. Struggle can be easily replaced with improvement just by some focus. So I’m going to focus on the positives and do my best to make light and joy of it.

I used to be Jabba-buska the Hut:

This Jabba the Hut:

But with a bit more babushka:

Now I’m a little more:

Image courtesy Nathan and social media. I honestly have no idea where he saw it, but I held onto it for just such a moment as this.

I’m kinda like that head witch in the middle- the one with black hair, large but definitely a woman… finally! It’s really nice to actually have a waist line for once, it’d be nice if it was a few inches lower, but I’ll take it! This artwork cracks me up by the way, this image would have been painted in a church, probably on the ceiling, but christians are generally speaking so afraid of nudity, I think all those naked church pictures traumatized everyone! The saw all the possibilities of the human body and behaviors and simply lost their minds it was too much to process and they just shut down. I wonder if the people most concerned about nudity refuse to go to the historic churches where pictures like this are found!

Anyway, tangent, I was on the subject of improvement.

I used to be scary-deamon mom who will slice and dice you if you step out of line:

Image: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kali

To, now, I can be this mostly:

And only occasionally, I turn just a bit, enough to scare the daylights out of children:

Control, when applicable, is totally a good thing. I can’t control a damn thing outside of myself, I can only control what’s inside myself. And my improvement is knowing that.

I have earned my miracles, every last one of them. And I’ll keep doing my best every day of my life, that’s a great belief.

I strive to do better so that humanity is able to improve as a result. I’m a willing participant in evolution for better. I’m deserving of my healing, but I’m also deserving of my children’s healing, my husband healing, our family showing it’s possible. That ripple will help enable everyone to know it’s possible and humanity needs that.

So I’m focusing on improvement in every aspect… To be continued … Just after I separate two children.

May your meditations and musings always be uninterrupted. May your children cooperate with you and sleep. May you find the light and know that humor sometimes helps get there by making things lighter. May you see your path to improvement and know that God loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Sleep

Since about 8:30 pm Saturday night I’ve slept more than I have been awake. In fact I’ve probably had 30 hours of sleep over the last 48.

When I did finally try to get moving, my body hurt everywhere. Hot spots I’ve been ignoring to stay functional, finally hit max density. I’m on my second Epsom salt bath now, having taken one yesterday to attempt to clear the energetic clutter for better rest.

There has been no hard labor this weekend and I’m extremely grateful I was given the day off from admin duty. I’m not sure I would have been functional if I’d have tried to do the work.

I found myself feeling very accomplished to have made two batches of CBD-hemp-bud brownies. We had not accomplished it prior and since we’ve run out of the gummies days ago, I knew it was time. (I’ll also need a paycheck before I can replenish any of that genre of supplies.) It seems like I ordered the hemp buds 3 months ago, I know it was before Nathan went in the hospital and that was April 23rd.

Anyway, they had been sitting in our medicine cabinet waiting to be used, and I needed them to be used properly because the 18 grams cost me a good chunk of change at about 250.00+. If you’re wondering, the science has gotten so good that strains are now being crossed to produce high dose CBD/CBG and negligeable THC, and to be sold here in the USA they have to pass lab testing, essentially proving they have less than .3% THC. So these buds are kosher and high quality at 20%+ CBD. I ordered them from Cheef Botanicals online, still can’t order good quality hemp products on Amazon BTW.

So, I looked up gluten free, dairy free, recipes and made one batch vegan for Nathan. Carob powder was substituted for chocolate since I’ve already overdone chocolate lately (thanks stress). The two batches came out spectacular and are being refrigerated while I soak in the tub.

They have already been cut in to approximately 1 inch squares, so each pan is approxumately 70 doses. Yea!

Anyway, when I get out of the tub Nathan has promised to do his level best to knock out my sore achy spots, so he’s working on prepping for that now. I’m likely going to need advil later, but hopefully it’ll make me functional for work this week.

With our new mess I’m having difficulty keeping my puzzle together and it has me a bit worried. Finances and lack of trade partners have prevented massages when I really needed them, and even timing isn’t working in my favor for working on myself. It is partly my fault because the gaps have been filled with artwork more, I needed art therapy too. And when I haven’t been doing art, I’ve been attempting to fit in exercise which helps my brain, but doesn’t help the body aches. Even with those attempts I’m still significantly behind in my exercise routine. It’s just a mess and one I’ve not managed to balance yet. That is the most probable cause for the last 2 days of my experience. The psychic junk is a result of fatigue letting it in, it’s hard to control my guard while exhausted. The fatigue is a combination of all of the elements of my life put together, including working on others in health trouble. Like I said it’s just a mess.

Time and patience with myself well help regain balance. Encouragement from others would help too, but I’m not holding my breath there.

May you have plenty of energy and rest when you need it. May you feel good mostly and feel better when you don’t. May you know your puzzle well enough to manage it even under the most trying of circumstances. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti