DAY 2 My 10-day challenge

“We don’t grow when things are easy; we grow when we face challenges” Anonymous

November 23, 2019 ~ Day 2

Today I feel much clearer, like a fog has been lifted. One good habit I have been able to maintain through the last several years is gratitude.  Each morning as I open my eyes I stop and give gratitude for another day alive, for the ability to breathe, hear, see, talk, smell and move. I love this habit. I love the feel of the positive light energy as it washes over me.  It’s like a shower before the physical shower.

Today I have decided that slower is better. I look at my calendar and the appointments I have for this day and realize that I have been overloading myself and not allowing a replenishing space in between times of giving out my energy. I have been booking back-to-back sessions and that is my task today – to correct my appointment calendar and pencil in breathing time as well as “me” time.

The ketone drink is keeping me energized and I literally have no hunger pains. I am making better food choices and drinking loads of water as well. My body is saying thank you to me and feeling much better in with this new routine. Interestingly, a friend called and asked me to dinner last night. I was able to enjoy a delicious meal and stick to my boundaries regarding how late to eat; and enjoyed a 3-hour discussion with her!

I have a huge smile as I read through all the encouragement from my friends on social media! The words shared by you all have really touched me and shows me that I made the right choice in asking for your support. It helped keep me strong and unwavering. Thank you for being there for me!

What Is Life About?

Thank you Emma for these wonderful words today. It reminds me of a quote from my book Changes: Life Changes When You Do, where my friend Debbie Garcia shares that “Life deals you all kinds of cards. It’s all up to you what you’re going to do with them and how you want to play them because that hand is yours to play and nobody else’s.”

Surrender

quotes-Grab-onto-those-clouThat tug of war that is going on inside you is creating chaos and confusion.  Take a step away from the situation at hand and you will soon see the fruitlessness of the effort you are expending to try to maintain control.  You want so badly to be right, to be the victor, that you have lost sight of what is important and who you are hurting in the process of winning.  Sit for a moment and imagine that you are on top of the highest mountain looking down into the valley.  There is no one there but you and you have everything you need with you to survive.  Watch as the clouds slowly drift by you.  Breathe in the tranquility.  Now ask yourself, would it matter if my mountain were not the highest mountain in the world?  Can I be happy and fulfilled here on this beautiful mountain as I am surrounded by peace?  When you surrender to where you are at this particular moment without comparing that experience with any other, without contemplating if the grass is greener somewhere else or the view more spectacular, then you have achieved true freedom.  How you perceive things in your world is how they will appear to you.  If you always see your mountain as lower than someone else’s, then it will be and the feeling of lack is what will surround you instead of the beautiful tranquility that is waiting there to be discovered.  Grab onto those clouds and surrender to each now moment as it arrives.  The peace that will surround you will feel like a warm comfortable blanket; and you will know that in letting go you have won the inner battle.

Channeled 10-18-17

Honor Mothers Every Day

mothers-day-no-mefsLet’s talk about the elephant in the room.  If you are a woman over childbearing age, more than likely you will be hit with an onslaught of “Happy Mother’s Day” if you are out and about in grocery stores, restaurants, basically anywhere in public this weekend.  On social media, you will see posts wishing you “Happy Mother’s Day” from strangers who do not know if you are indeed a mother or not.  What brought me to even write this blog post is that all week I have been getting private messages wishing me “Happy Mother’s Day” and cute pictures of flowers and hearts.  Yes, you mean well—I understand that. BUT not every woman is a mother and some who gave birth may have painful memories of loss or in many cases of estrangement.  You don’t know.  Some may have even had issues from childhood or even adulthood with their mother.  So stop making an assumptions please when you don’t know anything about the person you are addressing with these messages.

Mother’s Day was created to honor mothers, to write a letter of affection to your mother and to wear a white carnation.  What evolved was essentially the same thing as the commercialization of Christmas with Hallmark cards, chocolates and of course lunches at restaurants (second highest day next to Christmas).  The meaning behind the holiday became lost as it became all about how much the commercial world could benefit from it.  In fact, Anna Marie Jarvis, the founder, spent the rest of her life trying to “undo” the holiday once she saw what was happening with it!

Now I want to say for those of you who are mothers or in a motherhood role, I am very happy for you and I hope your day is awesome.  What you do is so amazing, such a huge responsibility.  Thank you.  I hope you are honored by your children and that they continue to do so every day, not just this one day.  I also want to ask that if you are still reading this, please take a moment out of your day to honor our Mother Earth.  Let’s all show her some love and respect today and every day and lift her up in our prayers.  I love you!  Namaste

I’m Still Standing

holy-spirit-best-bestI used to play a video game called Frogger where you had to maneuver around obstacles and not get killed trying to cross the road.  It was only a game but my heart would pound when there were near misses, or near-death experiences.  If I played it enough, I got used to the patterns and knew when to try to cross the road and when to stay put and when the alligator would pop up in the water after I crossed the road.  We get used to the patterns in our own lives as well.  We figure out not to over-do it in extreme heat of summer, not to stand out in the lightning storm, not to let our bodies get depleted of food and water.  What we cannot predict, though, are those moments when life throws us a curve ball.  Sometimes we are just plugging along like the little Frogger guy, weaving in and out of traffic with our heart pounding and we miscalculate one thing that will smash us.  That is what happened to me this week.  I moved one item in my house, the cat bed, to a different location.  Just as I was ready to relax and call it a night I went to turn off the computer and there was the bed where it was not normally at, causing me to trip and smash onto the tile floor.  I heard the crack on the back of my head, knew it was bad, felt the blood rushing out of my body from my head wound and no one was there to help me out.  I didn’t have my phone nearby so there was no way to call for help.  In Frogger, the little guy gets another life after he’s smashed until all his lives are used up.  I remember thinking “I am not going to die like this. This is not the end” and everything in me called out for help because there was no way I could get up on my own.  For me to come up to my feet off a floor requires a lot of pushing or pulling onto an object because my knees are not strong.  There was nothing around me, just flat floor.  The next thing I knew, I was standing on my feet.  I cannot explain it because there is no explanation other than divine intervention.  I knew the cut was bad, blood was going everywhere and I knew it had to be stopped so I walked to the bathroom and got a towel to stop the bleeding.  When I felt the back of my head, I knew it was split wide open, which they confirmed in the ER and placed 8 staples to put Humpty Dumpty back together again.

When we are in the moment of a near-death experience we have choices.  I could have chosen to just give up, lay there and bleed out and let that be it.  Lights out.  Something inside me said no, not now.  I have so much left to do.  I choose to stay and it was in that moment that I was lifted up.  I made the decision and my angels did the rest.  It was the only way for me to continue on and it wasn’t the easiest way either.  Easy would have been to close my eyes and say good night.  After I got up and walked to the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror and said in my Lisa Nichols voice “I’m still here.  I’m still standing.”  I know by whose power I am here and I am grateful for whatever time I have left that I can spend that time in spreading love and light.  That is my mission and I will spend every moment fulfilling it.  All my Frogger lives are not used up yet.  I love you.  Namaste

How Do I Love Thee

3488226253_105abd6fceWith February being the month of love, I find it interesting that merchants and media are suddenly shifting their attention that direction after the bitterness, name-calling and energy of pessimism that we just lived through in America.  It almost feels bipolar – I’m angry and hate all of you but no wait, it’s the love month so now I love everyone.  What??  I’m getting dizzy just watching the spinning happen.  Emotions can create a strange phenomenon in our world, but for now the focus is on love and I am so grateful that it is.  Every day I consciously focus my intention to put more love out into the world.  What does it mean when I do this?  Love is the pure positive energy of spirit.  I start each day by looking at myself eyeball-to-eyeball in the mirror and say, “I love you.”  This is a necessary step because I cannot give to others what I do not have inside of me.  I fill my cup up completely full of love, drawing on energy from beyond this physical body.  My higher self takes over and I am able to overlook my imperfections and see right into the core of my being – into my own heart.  It is then and only then that I can look out in the world and make the statement “I love you” and truly feel it inside and share what is in me with all of you.  Beautiful Saint Therese of Lisieux said “Let us love, since that is what our hearts are made for.”  She guides me daily with love and compassion in my own life and her message is always clear.  Our wonderful ascended master Quan Yin gives us the message that “love heals.”  There is power in sending out loving compassion to others.  It benefits both the giver and the receiver.

Saint Therese also said, “Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as nothing.”  Whatever you do in this month, this day, this NOW moment, connect with your cup of love inside your heart and pour some of that love into every action and every word.  Let us heal our world together with the powerful energy of love.  I love you! Namaste

Sing Your Song

musicimageI grew up in the 60s and by the time I was a teenager music was a huge part of my life.  I can still recall lyrics from those songs perfectly as I sang along with them and they were actual words you could remember that had meaning and made sense.  There is magic in music.  It has a power to transform you and take you places in your mind. Sometimes when I hear one of the “oldies” I remember exactly where I was as the song was playing and I hang onto that memory.  What is this power, this magic that enables us to do that?  We can use the magical power that music has to help us in our lives, to bring us to our happy place inside.  Look at what you consider to be your favorite song or songs.  What is the emotion you feel when you listen to it?  Is it happy or melancholy or sad (yes some songs do elicit that emotion).  Is there a song that really makes you feel joy inside?  I have so many that do that and those are the ones I try to listen to every day.  I changed my alarm clock so that it plays the song “Happy” and that is how I am awakened each day.  I usually let the whole song play and sing along with it.  It’s a great way to begin the day.

Music is said to be the universal language.  Its beginning is a mystery as no one can say when and where the first song was sung.  Many believe it has always existed through our Creator, which is the way I think as well.  Even in remote areas where there is no access to radio or other means of listening to music, a natural process takes place of using whatever is available such as rocks, sticks, etc. to express through music.  It is ingrained in all of us to bring what we have inside to the outside and express it.  That is the power, the magic of music.  There is a song that says “express yourself … it’s not what you look like when you do what you’re doing” – so very true.  Let your song out not worrying about what anybody thinks of your song.  As the Carpenters sang, “Sing, sing a song, sing out loud, sing out strong.”  I love you!  Namaste