Your body speaks your mind, what is it saying?

Understanding the mind body connection can unravel the mysteries around why we heal and why we don’t. Our body’s work in amazing ways to heal at the core, to re-structure molecules, re-pattern brain waves and re-route the flow of energy through our bodies’ intricate grid. We can direct this flow of “information” with a part of ourselves that we’re told we only us 10% of…our mind…not that small mind of course, but the higher mind, the evolved perspective we have available to us. This mind has the capacity to shape our experience.

We give our attention most to the smaller mind that feeds off what it sees. When mind sees the greater possibility reality shifts and we change course. The communication established through the bodies intricate mechanisms of programming is best understood when you look at it in computer language. Transmissions of information are sent out and received. the more information is generated the more receptors have to be created. The pathways are well laid out but subject to change via different programming. The receptors take the information and send it out. No thought. Just done.

Our small mind and physical brain along with our ego get the job done of being in the body and getting it around, functioning and surviving. When we shift away from these basic human experiences and use the higher mind, those parts of the mind beyond that 10%, it unites with our emotional energies and the information becomes synergistic. Much like say the internet. Synergistic, several things coming together that become more together than they were separately. We are more than just moving around we are feeling, experiencing and embodying this vessel of ours.

The product of this synergy is energy. Energy that can be directed and will change and shape our experience depending on how we use it. Do you talk to your body and say…you are accepted and appreciated and I care about you or do you say I don’t have time for you, I’m too busy, my thighs are fat, i wish you were….. the language we speak to our bodies is the language we use for healing any issue in our bodies and our lives.

The challenge appears to be reaching towards that higher mind. Moving out of the ego driven mindset into a greater dimensional awareness. Simply put, seeing beyond the small picture and including something more. That something more being the amazing human resources that we have available to us. We are capable of great transformations and transitions.

Practice talking to your body in a language that speaks HOW you want to heal and be committed to the relationship you have to it. See that this relationship is your greatest tool to stay healthy or turn a health challenge around.

Your vibrational frequency

It’s all about what we allow to happen. Past the commercialism of “the secret” or the potential hype behind Oprah there is a genuine piece of truth that provides answers to the questions of how. I don’t fault these venues as they have brought millions of people the opportunity to choose awareness. In fact, I thank Rhonda Byrne and Oprah for their contributions to the world, to our society in the way of choice.

The genuine piece of truth I speak of has to do with our ability to fine tune the device of our consciousness. We select how we send ourselves out into the world, what we feel, what we share, what we think, say and do becomes the identity of who we are and what we decide to offer.

Many ask me the question when it comes to abundance, prosperity and creating the life they want, the relationship they want…why do I keep asking for this “thing” and it doesn’t show up. I really, really want it…I keep programming to get it…” It’s not that you are a bad creator or lack something, it is simply how you choose to tune your instrument of creation.

Here is a video from Abrahan – Hicks that explains beautifully the art of this magical tuning…

“If you are not being selfish enough to find vibrational harmony with source than you have nothing to give anyone else. If you are not paying attention to how you feel than you have no basis of knowing which way to go. …”abraham/hicks

Run your car on water???

Imagine! One of my clients is using this method to run his truck. He beamed as he spoke of his gas mileage improving by 8 mpgs and more power to his engine.

What is the world food crisis?

Here are a couple of view points. One a little more serious, the other allowing humor to be a part. It’s amamzing what is happening in our world around food. It seems time to pay even greater attention to how we contribute on an individual level. Like many things, we think…what can I do? The differance you make is HUGE. Ever act of change begins with the single voluntary choice to do so. You do matter….

First a news documentary on the situation

On the lighter side, let’s talk about what you can do as one person….

Food for thought.

You’ve heard it, you are what you eat…right? What does that really mean? If I eat a cheeseburger does that make me a cheeseburger? Or does that make me a cow???

Frankly, I’ve struggled with the notion of harmony with food since I was small. My relationship with food has not been a great one.

During my childhood years my taste buds didn’t agree with the rest of my family, my teen years were spent in starvation, my mommy years were getting by on the measly morsels that were left after my crew devoured it all, my older years now spent needing to pay attention to each meal that I eat as if it means everything….

hmmmm…you are what you eat??? Okay. maybe there is something to it.

Let’s analyze. During my childhood I often felt as if I didn’t belong in my family. They all seemed to be able to figure out how to behave, what NOT to do to draw attention, how to follow the rules placed by the parental units and they didn’t get in trouble in school, church….me….always the foot out of step, the voice that refused to stay silent about the dysfunctions behind closed doors. The one that all of the attention seemed to be focused on…what will we do to fix the poor child? Little did I know that my refusal to conform would end up being my greatest asset…but then, it was my nemisis, everywhere I went. So this showed up in my childhood by rebelling against food. I couldn’t seem to find the words to express my need to yank myself out of the conformity of a household with buried secrets so I refused to play along. It showed up in my eating habits.

As a teen, lost, hopeless, without direction or self esteem. No nurturing either from another or most certainly not myself. Food was not my friend. My tiny 98 lb. frame revealed the neglect. Food held no particular substance for me other than the need to survive. Which is pretty much how I felt for those years, Just get by. If I could just survive this… My soul ached for comfort, my spirit felt dampened by the struggle. Nourishment? Of soul? Of body? Nobody really taught me how.

Ah…then came the children. 4. They had such great need. One had to feed, soothe boo-boos, break up fights, remove peanut butter from more places than I care to remember. Each one needed at a different volume but they were all very active, very demanding of my time, energy and nourishment. Who had time to nourish me? They…now that was important. During the meals, I would cater, wait upon, encourage the sluggish ones, soap box about the whys and shoulds of food. No time for me. No thought for me. My time was spent in making sure that all of them had what they need.

Finally….tah dah….the passing of time and the hard work on the part of the guardians of my soul I finally came to a place in life that said it was okay to nourish me. Okay to give attention to the calls from within to grow, to learn, to be all that I could be. I took the long and valuable journey of slowing my life down at moments to peer into SELF. I began to pay attention to the details. This shows up in my nourishment of my soul and my body. I listen now to what my body asks for. Is it a luscious blend of fruits and veggies tossed in my vitamix, is it a walk in nature or a few minutes on my yoga mat? The ways in which I learn to nourish my entire being show up in my nutrition and my willingness to nurture ME.

Hmmm….maybe there is something to it. I am what I eat, how I eat, what I’m willing to take in as nourishment…..I see…..btw, it’s a daily process that requires a great deal of attention. When I close my eyes and blind myself to what I need it seems to show up in my body right away. When I’m not nourishing my spirit I tend not to nourish my body either…they seem to go hand in hand.

The secret? Creating my reality with eyes wide open.

I’ve known for some time now that I create my own reality. I’ve explored it from all sides. At first I took it as a welcome breath of fresh air. It helped me to take ownership of the places where my life wasn’t working. It gave me meaning to help unfold and understand the explanations of my past. Yes, in the beginning I embraced the theory with open arms and open mind. Well, then theres life…

Eventually, things began to happen, as life is always unfolding opportunities for growth. Incidents in which I didn’t want to be the one “responsible” for the reality I was creating. Things weren’t working so well, either some crisis had appeared or I found myself struggling for the things that I wanted. This whole I create my own reality seemed a bit more bleak at those moments. I felt trapped and imprisoned at times by my thoughts…it’s up to me, i have to fix this, why don’t they…..?????? The weight of self confinement feeling heavy and dark.

I had great teachers who would tell me…just choose. Choose what you want and focus on it as if you already have it. Feel the gratitude and let it in. Well, how do you do that? I secretly told myself that those teachers didn’t understand, they weren’t able to be empathetic to why I kept creating struggle. They…blah, blah, blah….great desire overcame me for someone else to step in and fix this for me…and then some whining would ensue.

These are the places where the truth needed to show up the most. I had to be open to seeing it. Willing to step up, to step in, to be willing to take responsibility for the direction. By choosing that truth the rest seemed to open up with ease., with grace. The choice I was making became a choice to trust, to own, to be willing to accept help.

Choice became a new word to me eventually and I learned to mold and shape it into something more real. I learned that if I slid myself into the drivers seat of my life I would find that I could actually direct the flow, change the course, intervene even in the most challenging of situations. In fact, I found the more challanging the situation the easier it was to lets say…create a miracle. Perhaps at those moments I was more willing to surrender and ask for help then push myself and go it alone by default. Out of panic most likely. Eventually with practice the realizations took over that this I create my own reality thing was a pretty good deal. It brought more hope into my life. I began to see my life as I wanted it and began the journey of trusting that what showed up I could handle.

I still close my eyes sometimes and pretend I don’t believe any of this. I still forget to intentionally go to that place of trust and knowing. I still every once in a while look around to see if someone else is in charge and I find that there is…but it’s me. It’s the part of me that doesn’t play victim, that doesn’t feel wounded and only sees the possibility for more light and more love.

Thank god…goddess….all that is……..there is always more light, there is always more love….all I have to do is open my “eyes”.

It’s all relative…is it not?

Enjoy an interesting portrayal of the meaning of Albert Eienstien’s Theory of Relativity. It explains how we do create our own realities.

Try a little DNA activation-experience alternate realites

What is real? Do we truly know? We only use a small portion of our brain and our eyes only pick up but a few rays of color and light when there is so much more…a little expierment to broaden your realities.

The healing power of the drum.

This weekend I was blessed with participating in an amazing event – DRUMSTRONG – 100’s of drummers lent there support to the fight against cancer and broke last years world record for the longest continuous drum circle. I banged my drum for the greater part of two days. The circle ran for 27 hours.
You can check out the website at www.drumstrong.org

During the event I was busy drumming, dancing, taking pictures and sharing community with ALL kinds of different people from many different walks of life, most of us knew someone. or had the experience ourselves of encountering destructive disease.

And still these two days were not about sickness…although the prayers of many were either read aloud or displayed on prayer flags about the circle and all over the pasture that was holding the space…..this was a day of healing. A day of joy. A day of aliveness!!!

My own journey home was spent in a feeling of constant vibration. I could hear the sound of drums in passing cars, in the hum of air conditioners, it seemed everywhere in the background of my life I could hear and feel and know the rhythm of life unfolding around me. The details opened up and I engaged in my world in a wide open way, alive and humming with the earth’s rhythms, with the heartbeat of the circle still dancing it’s memory into my skin.

The days following something began to be clear. A shift had occured within me. Something had been born and I couldn’t say just what. I just knew somehow that life would change for the better without me even having to worry or stress about it. I could just be in the acceptance of it and things that I had worked and toiled long over to heal and transform were letting go one vibration at a time. A steady rhythm of my darkest issues unraveling and landing in the lap of peace and acceptance.

I have known about the healing power of rhythm, sound and drumming specifically. We can thank Mikey Hart of the Grateful Dead for furthering our understanding on that. I have seen the faces of the elderly light up during a drum circle and watch them come alive as if every bit of their life force had just been sitting and waiting on that moment. I’ve seen them move from apathy to enthusiasm inside of a simple hour. I know the power. And yet….I am still amazed at the personal impact. My continued healing over the next few days after this event came in waves of deeper and deeper understanding of myself. Wholeness. Aliveness. Love. Mystery….all brewing inside me while designing my own rhythm.

SLIDE SHOW – DRUMSTRONG