Shimmering Hues with Iridescent Tendrils

Do the anxious thoughts churning in the mind become a control mechanism? Worried about kids . . . control the kids. Worried about the career . . . control the career. Worried about the project . . . control the details of the project. Worried about the environment . . . control becomes overwhelming.

Why the worry? Is it the fear of being judged and not accepted? The fear of not being cared for? Not loved? What if all knew they are loved and fully accepted every moment? What if all recalled the safety in which we exist?

The message comes through a dream of an old woman leading a tired and emaciated horse through town. As they walk up to the fountain in the center of the street. The water from the fountain overflows. The woman and the horse gaze with exhaustion at the water. They look around, a little more curious about the situation. Do others in the square notice the water? Everyone seems to be going about their own way. Busy tending to themselves, their tasks and the people around them.

And then the old woman and the horse decide to step into the water which has spilled forth on to the bricks surrounding the fountain. They notice the water feels different, a sort of smooth fluid almost like a gel. It glistens in the light and seems to exude a subtle sound. A musical flute mixed with etheric resonance unlike the earthly dimension in which the woman and the horse have walked for hundreds of years.

The water, the horse and the woman become one as their elements combine and morph. A slow motion process takes place. The woman and the horse transform. Unaware of their surroundings. Forgetting all the past circumstances which have effected them until this moment.

Their postures change. They hear, see, taste and feel like they have never felt before. And there is a certain something else they cannot describe for they have never experienced it before. To ask them later would be a secret kept in their hearts.

The woman stands tall. Her hair grows long and changes color. The clothing is now flowing layers of multicolored silk and iridescent shimmering textures. The horse becomes more toned and the color changes to a light but not quite – it’s a color not yet written of. And the tether tied to the horse disappears.

In the next moment, as if the two were always and forever in their current state. The woman jumps up on the back of the horse, for they are both strong enough to help one another. The companions are now changed.

The fountain has changed as well. It sprays and dances and swirls in a dream-like motion. The music has changed from subtle to much more defined as the particles combine and create that which was and is now the music of the souls.

The woman, on the back of the horse, her shoulders pulled back, a book in one hand and feathers in another, now has wings so magnificent that she seems to be floating on air. The wings rise up from the woman’s back just as tall as the horse. They look as if they might weigh her down but she carries the wings as if they are but a simple accessory.

Together they turn, turn, turn. Together they step forth with the confidence the gifts they chose to receive have given them.








Theory of S.H.I.T.

I have had this theory for a while now. When someone commits an act of self sabotage it is equal to having an autoimmune disorder. And they both come from lack of self love. It’s called the theory of S.H.I.T. or Simply Handle IT. Tools to turn the excrement into exactly what it is. Excrement that should be flushed down the toilet.

S.H.I.T. Example 1: Super Heroes In Transformation. Embrace the super heroes of your life. The cape is another form of wings. Fly with them as you would with Superman. I’ve had so much fun with a super hero spirit guide lately. Together we do that I once thought was fiction. Super Heroes are everywhere in my life, each with a unique gift to offer. But I had to open myself up to receive their gifts. They were patient with me and for that I am grateful. A Super Hero sign? Persistence. They will show up again and again and each time brighter than the time before.

S.H.I.T. Example 2: Smoke Hints of Impending Transition. Get out of the way. Call for help. And then embrace what’s about to happen. Fire will do what it’s meant to do. The smoldering ash gives birth to that which was not possible before. I personally experienced this when I was about 14 years old. Our home caught fire. From the ashes we received loving kindness in many forms. And a couple of unwanted spirits left our home as well.

S.H.I.T. Example 3: Smell Hints of Impending Turds. Get the heck out when you first smell something funny. My first job out of college got smelly. I ignored the smell and tried to cover it up but then it turned into a big turd. I found an air freshener called “Walk Away.” Ah! Refreshing air!  A bright and shiny world revealed the most amazing experiences of my life! I went on to use one of the first Macintosh Apple computers as a graphic designer on a publication. Went on from there to work with amazing people at an ad agency. And from there found the courage to move my family to a place where my husband could be home every day.

S.H.I.T. Example 4: Sunshine Helps Internal Tuning. Drawn to the sunshine of Arizona, I discovered my love mantra. On the Apache Junction Trail, the road and scenery triggered the mantra ‘I. O. E. O. U.” which opened my heart little by little until I could finally love myself enough to find the peace and joy I knew was in me all along. I.O.E.O.U. are the vowels of “I Love You.” And in the sunshine, I read a book called, “Whatever Arises, Love That” by Matt Kahn which I recommend. Take trips to the places that call to you. Even if it’s the local park. I sing I.O.E.O.U. every day of my life and the results have been profound. I went from an unemployed wanna be to a prosperous graphic designer working with a group of geniuses at an innovative company. And I shine light in the sky ways of downtown Minneapolis by silently singing ‘I.O.E.O.U.” Try your own love mantra and sing it, you’ll find love in places you previously feared. The fear transforms into sadness and then into love. That’s the ultimate tune up. Transforming fear into love.

Look for more Theory of S.H.I.T. examples to come. My vision is the theory to transform my autoimmunity which attacks my body into immunity which repels that which I do not need.