Jesus wasn't a Christian.  Mohammed wasn't a Muslim.  Buddha wasn't a Buddhist.

Bold words...

Written by the hand of men, doctrines are the accumulation of our need to explain the unexplainable.  And, all we could do was use the tools of the time in order to do it.  Think about your dreams.  How many times have you tried to explain them with their quirky or scary scenes and emotion? And today, we even think we know what dreams are really for and what they really are.  Do we?  Still, we are hard-pressed to offer suitable definitions of their effects.

So too, have we struggled since we began stepping out of the caves and developing our prefrontal cortex in our relentless pursuit to explain our experiences.  Joseph Campbell, well-known expert on Mythology, says, 

"Mythology is an organization of images metaphoric of experience, action, and fulfillment of the human spirit in the field of a given culture at a given time."

And, as well as creating the doctrine, we justify and defend our own paradigms with relentless devotion...as if 'we' somehow have the only truth.  Well, we don't have the truth...until we seek it where it has been aptly hidden: within each of us. 

There is only one path there.
There is only one truth.

There is only one place where the Truth lives

No one can fake it.





Humans deform the truth; based on our own limited perspective, and in our attempt to understand and explain the unexplainable.

We're innocent until we no longer allow everyone to have their own unique relationship with The Force.  We are eagerly trained to compartmentalize, dissect, name and claim everything.  We are, once again, domesticated: taught how to conform to a certain set of standards indicative of the culture in which we live and each person's unique experiences.  Each culture has fundamental basics, but all are identified and procreated by the values of the ruling party or parties.  The church has their clergy.  Countries have their governments, corporations have their CEO's and so on. And we conform.

And likewise, each individual has their own set of filters and opinions forged from their own unique experiences.  No two people in the entire world will see everything the same because of these dynamics.  Do we forbid each, or do we celebrate?

And when we leave important things up to others to run, we are at their mercy.  We must obey, or leave the pack.  We must pay taxes or go to jail.  We must buy this now or lose out.  We must believe this or go to hell.  We are inundated with rules and regulations...'out there.'  The only place we are truly free...is within.  The only place your own Truth can reside is within you.  And reaching that center requires: honesty, commitment and getting out of your own way in order to truly see the Truth.  We must leave our paradigms behind in the physical world to travel to the Truth.

And when you get there...the orchestra is playing, the sunlight is glorious and everything is exactly as it is meant to be.  You will find a calm wisdom and a gentle grace filling your center.  You will be able to hear and see, feel and understand the greater purpose, and you will begin to receive other amazing messages...just for you, that will softly guide you to your own Gifts, and your very own joy.

Don't miss out. 

Blessings...

Many inspirational and motivational speakers have a lot to say about passion.  Here's my take on what passion really means.

Twenty years ago I attended a well-known motivational seminar with Anthony (Tony) Robbins.  I watched in fascination as he totally had 1,000 people transfixed from a tiny spot on the stage.  A single, albeit very tall, man had us hugging total strangers and standing on our chairs chanting.  His energy was certainly remarkable as he espoused the virtues of 'finding my passion.' 

I was so enthralled and filled with inspiration by the end of the weekend, I could hardly wait to get home to begin.  I ran inside, gathered pen and paper and sat down at my desk to pour my passion out of me and onto the paper so I could really start my life...doing what I was passionate about.  I put pen to paper.  I relaxed my shoulders and dug into my brain.  I waited.  I thought.  I frowned.  "Well, I like cats."  Hmm.  That's not exactly what I would call a passion.  "So, I like flowers."  "What's wrong with me!?"  I couldn't come up with a single thing I was passionate about.  I was devastated, and depressed for weeks. 

It wasn't until twenty years later that I finally realized how come I couldn't find my passion.

I hadn't been looking in the right place!

Some twenty years later in 1999, I set my feet firmly on the ground in protest.  I had reached the 'end of my rope,' 'the final straw,' and the 'fork in the road.'  I was broke.  I had just kicked my husband of six years out of my life for his transgressions.  I lost my corporation and my home and was in bankruptcy.  There I was at the very bottom of my own proverbial abyss.  I could fall no further.

And in protest, I decided I wasn't going to take another step until I had found a better way to do my life.  It was at that very point that Spirit moved in and woke me up.  I literally crawled into myself and got to know my own Spirit.  And it was here, in the energy of my heart and center, that I found my passion...but only after I had done a little housekeeping.

First I reconciled the past.  I had to simply understand the most difficult events, and I had to reconcile my role in them.  I had to come to an understanding that whatever was back there, had been there for a very specific and special purpose; it was all about forging 'me'.  It was the accumulation of a Life Force that was creating me.

And, even though I detested what was in the past, it didn't have to shed negative energy into my future...any longer.  I could change the darkness to mean something else.  And so I worked on just that.  With little actual effort the past became the beacon to the future.

Once I put into my mind that what was back there was now becoming something good, I looked ahead...along the path to the future.  And I saw the boulders that were in my way.  Some were small and annoying, and others were the size of immovable mounds.  I tackled each one...one at a time.  I had to reconcile with my family whom I had lost for nearly ten years.  I had to deal with another key person in my life.  I had to quit spotting stupid people everywhere I went, including on the road, and I certainly needed to change how I felt about work because I was miserable there.  I tackled them one by one until each one no longer had the negative effect on my life any longer.   As difficult as it might sound, it was a simple and straight-forward process of changing my brain to my mind. 

Once I changed the energy of the past from bleak to purposeful, I began to really feel the Spirit Energy in the present.

And once I turned to within I really connected with the center of me.  It was here, in the Energy of Spirit, in the center of that vital force that I found passion.

Passion wasn't just what I liked to do.  Passion was connected to why I was here. It was about my Gifts...what I was really all about.  And I recognized that there had only ever been one thing that had been with me for as long as I could remember.  I channeled messages through auto-writing.  And it would be to this Gift that I would return...to not only fulfill my passion but to reap its rewards also. 

My heart overflows with joy by spreading the Light through my Gifts. 

And, more importantly, if I can get there...you can too.  The reason for your life here on this plane is within you.  It is tucked inside of your energy center, your Ecential Center, and it is accessible whenever you're ready to go there.  It is what will drive you, inspire you, and fill you up.  It is what will get you out of bed in the morning and it will change you from needing and wanting to giving and loving.  It will fill your face with warmth and sunshine.  It is what you have come here to do...and all you need in order to get there is the desire.

Blessings