Are You Dating Again?

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Size of the Universe and Your Problem

Received a call from my friend, she talked to me about how difficult her week had been. She is very spiritual and enjoys talking to me about anything spirit or ghost like.

We both “know” that we live past death, and still we debate all the particulars about the After Life.

We all have problems nowadays with the economy being so bad. Jobs are few and our hardships remind us every day how we wish our lives were easier and better.

Even I need to be reminded that our journey here is very short, very tough most of the time, and it is our choice to learn or surrender to the emotional demons we create in our minds.

How many of you over think a problem, your heart races and the issue becomes a big green-eyed dragon?

To believe in an After Life, is to also believe that we choose to be a particular person, and the lessons to be learned in that lifetime. This was a hard concept for me to accept. I did not believe in reincarnation until my grandson had me draw a picture of him 10 ½ months before he was born. When I drew his picture 6-6-1990, I asked who he would belong to and I was shown the figure of my daughter. I then heard the words, “A selection has been made. “ August 1990 my daughter calls me and says she is 45 days pregnant.

To accept this principle means that each life with all the problems is selected. Yes, I’ve had a tough road; I have walked on a bed of broken glass just like you!

I have learned to “surrender” to life’s hard times. With that concept, “I will survive it!” And I did have cancer at 39, so I have had the fear of Death given to me.

When I can’t easily “surrender” I use the 30 second visual exercise below to calm my big green-eyed dragon. Actually this is my favorite and because of my talk with Karen.

When you are in a stressful spot, I’d like to ask you to incorporate a three-step breathing technique to calm down enough to create a place in your mind for the next step. Remember we cannot think and control our breathing at the same time.

Did you see Shirley MacLaine’s movie “Out on a Limb” 1987? It was a story of her life; but, I want to bring to your attention a great scene where she is in a hot tub closes her eyes and she zooms up through the sky to the moon! This is called astral projection, and when you leave your body many times the traveler can see the cord of their spirit attached to both the living body and the traveling astral body. Most people travel during their dreams without even realizing it. Have you ever crashed during the middle of the night and a big-jerking motion awakens you absolutely completely. Well in my world that is called a “Crash Landing!”

Now let us take that first step and control your breaths for three long inhales and exhales. Think about each action, breathing in – hold your breath – slowly let out your breath, repeat three times.

Now visualize your astral self, leave your body at the top of your shoulders, as though a magnet is pulling you through space. Pull up through the clouds to just beyond the last level of air on our planet, looking down marvel how blue the oceans are and the outlines of the land masses below you.

Pull yourself up further to the level of our moon, looking down at the earth and marvel at the “marble” look of the clouds and how blue the oceans are.

You are flying now as through a magic magnet is pulling ever so fast. You’ve gone past Saturn; looking back to the Sun you are unable to see our beautiful blue Earth.

Further past Pluto, pulling faster away from our galaxy you are now looking down and seeing the Sun only as a bright light.

You witness the constellation in which we are part of and the wonders of the immerse universe and infinite expanse of creation itself.

Now tell me, how big is your problem?

Friday, December 17, 2010

The Angel And The Lovers

Around 2001, Kim told me the below story. As I typed this story for you, I recapped it the best I can remember. I have changed the names to protect her and her privacy.


Kim relayed this event to me several years ago and has contemplated the “what if” outcome since then.


I had been single for several years and when I met Rick, I completely fell for him.

Yes, we had differences, but we each felt we were a good matched and ready for the next step. That is I thought so. As the discussion of commitment came up, it was clear that I was ready and he was not.

I became short-tempered and found myself not wanting to continue the relationship and waste no more time with him.

One of Rich’s favorite pastimes was to attend off-road vehicle races. One particular weekend we went to Plymouth California for an event. Hot, dry and noisy the crowds were mulling about between the big race events.

I was trying to be attentive to him, but found myself holding his hand and just looking around while he talked to his friends.

I had my left shoulder to his right shoulder and turned to look around. I am looking down at the dirt ground and noticed a man standing a little too close facing me. I look up quickly and a very tall man in a dark suit is looking directly at me!

I am 6’ tall with the boots I was wearing; this man was at least 6’2” and I looked directly into his eyes and gasped. He was very good looking, long blond-white semi-straight hair with blue as the sky eyes. He was young looking probably around my age (30ish), yet he so stood out in this crowd with a dark blue suit on.

I probably stood there with my mouth open, and all I could say was, “Hello?” As though I did not know what I should say next. I thought to myself, “This man is really handsome!” Yet here I stood holding Richard’s hand, I felt guilty.

He spoke, “Do you love him? You need to tell him.”

I couldn’t believe my eyes or my ears. I turned quickly around to get Richard’s attention, pulling on his arm to get him to face me.

As he did, I said, “This man here…” Turning around to look at him again, he was gone. I franticly looked around, he was really gone! 10 seconds and he is not within visual? With hair like that and a blue suit, he would really be seen easily.

Richard tugged on my arm again and asked, “What did you want?”

Looking back at Richard I said, “There was a tall blond man there! Now he is gone!”

He turned back and continued his conversation with his friends. I stood there dumbfounded and misbelieving my eyes. Now what do I make of this?

I should mention here that I am a policewoman, and not prone to missing details.

I did not tell Richard I loved him. I had been backing off and so did he, within a month we stopped seeing each other.

I believe that this was an Angel visitation, telling me I’d lose him if I did not speak up. In my mind, we were on two different paths and I had been in similar situations before that led nowhere.

Did I miss my chance with the man I was meant to be with? To the unborn children that were never conceived?

Several years later I met someone new. We dated three years, and then got married.

I’ve always wondered what role that “Angel” was meant to have in my life. I wonder how my life would have been if I had told Richard I loved him. I take it that the “Angel” implied our relationship would have had a different outcome. Would that “Angel” come back into my life again, I guess I’ll never know.