Stepping into a Change of Self

Very often a change of self is needed more than a change of scene.~A.C.Benson

Too often looking outwardly, interpreting what we see. Judging good versus bad, pretty versus ugly, joyous and angry. Merely our own interpretation. Finding ourselves in an uncomfortable situation or in a difficult jam, frozen in our own fear or further judgment.

Being present in any given situation possibly amidst chaos or despair, but no longer affected by sadness.  Being present in any given situation we are free to interpret whilst remaining in peace if we so choose.

Maybe there is a co-worker who annoys the tar out of you, or they just don’t get it?! What if…it is they who get it and you whom fail to see truth? Skewed by anger, we only see others as needing to change.

Maybe we spend too much time trying to correct others for varying beliefs, by our standards, and not enough time enjoying what the Canvas of Life has to offer. Seeing differences, celebrating beauty…we shift our thoughts from self to global consciousness. In all the varying colors painted upon the Canvas, we rejoice at the many thoughts and ideas that assemble into one.

Instead of looking how to change things, ask how can we change? Instead of changing scenery, how can we change ourselves?

Stepping into the Canvas with a new perspective…a change of self. We are not to change any one person in the world but merely ourselves. While there is nothing to be done, if there is…it is with self-realization.

 

Connection within Nature

The connection within nature has far greater speeds.~Ani Po

Not sure if this has happened to you or not, but chances are it has. Most everyone I know has lost their internet connection at least once. The story is usually the same…”oh my goodness, what do I do? My internet is out…I do not know what to do!” The reaction is usually that of despair, as if they just lost something of great value.

I smile, searching for higher meaning. We could say we are to disconnect or exercise patience…or we are merely to learn how to handle the suffering that comes from our lack. Regardless of the lesson, the truth remains. We are riddled with suffering over something taking control of our lives. Does our life end because internet connections are lost?  Not at all!

Nature’s invitation is to reconnect with a greater internet speed…that of nature. No lost emails, no slow loading pages, no wifi outages, nope…nothing. The connection is always present, inviting us to connect with higher speeds.

Stepping into the Canvas disconnecting, only to reconnect. Connecting with faster internet speeds, we have infinite resources at our disposal.

Sifting Through the Rubble

Sifting through the rubble, discovering hidden gems.~Ani Po
Imagine walking along the shores of an ocean or favorite lake. Setting out to merely get away, escaping monotony of our day. It may take a few minutes to reach the desired location or it may have taken longer to get to our favorite spot. Nevertheless, upon arrival, something happens…a sort of overwhelming peace begins taking hold of thoughts and memories of the day.
Losing ourselves to thoughtless thought, we begin our search for that ‘right’ stone or something of rare beauty. In this moment we are caught sifting through pebbles upon the shores. Admiring the beauty and individuality of each stone, there still remains desire for a continued search of hidden treasure.
There are pointy stones and smooth ones, elongated and rounded, flat and oddly shaped…all of them unique to their own self. With each stone noticed, their beauty begins to rise over entirety of the lot. Each one more beautiful then the rest, whether sharp or polished from the sea bed floors. With every tide there remains further potentiality of more polishing of a beautiful gem, finding it even more of a treasure. What was once dull or jagged, is now smooth and polished.
Literally sitting on the shore sifting through rubble, discovering hidden gems of Sea glass and/or polished gemstones or inwardly sifting through personal rubbish, finding hidden treasures within. We can find beauty within the Canvas of Life or we can find our own beauty within the canvas of life. As we seek outwardly, looking inwardly…reflecting on many examples within the Canvas of Life.
Seeing the hidden beauty of each stone that surfaces, reflecting back at our own hidden beauty of self. Through outward evaluation or inner gaze…we come to similar conclusions…we are that hidden gem.

Igniting the Flame

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When I was younger, I never really thought about what I was going to be doing with myself later in life. Having an idea that one day I would help people, but never really understanding what that meant. During my awakening, I realized that we are all in the service industry whether we truly understand it or not. We all have the ability to serve.

It is through this understanding that a flame ignites within our soul, aspiring to serve each and every person we meet. Through random or specific encounters, we have a choice: make or break another person’s day. Our words have so much power, with abilities we may not fully understand.

Either raise someone up or kick them to the curb, it is merely a choice. Whichever path we choose there are consequences to be had.~Joseph

On an individual level, we have the same innate ability to make or break our own days…with merely our thoughts. If we have thoughts of despair or invincibility, either way it will define our reality. Change our thoughts to that of good and nothing…I mean nothing…shall get in our way.

How do we do this? How do we come to know this place of invincibility? For me, it was finding God. Not just a person whom to pray to, but a personal friend and confidant who will always be there for me. Whether up or down, afraid or fearless, assuredly God is always there.

A mirror of the almighty

Earlier today I had a wonderful experience with two wonderful Dish Network installers. They not only called, asking permission to come earlier than our scheduled appointment, but they shared wonderful Words. The conversation which had the most meaning was that of the Mayweather fight, which took place last week. One of the gentlemen pointed out how Mayweather was not only a champion in the ring, but in life. As the awarding of his title, Mayweather gave thanks to God. As many athletes do, he looked to the heavens, pointing and giving praise.

While this is noble, it was not the notable conversation that stuck with me throughout the day. When we discussed Mayweathers praise to God on a successful win, we asked “do we ever see the loser of a bout or any sporting event, for that matter, give the same praise in which we see during the victories? Wow! was all we thought about, as we both came to a realization that as an individual who chooses to praise God, it is in our victories that gives meaning, but it is the faithful servant who gives praise during a win or defeat.

Just as in life, we often remember to give praise for our blessings…but do we remember to give praise when we are down? Still thinking about this, as I give thanks for the encounter of my days, I realize that even I do not give enough credit to the Creator of this great Canvas of Life. Whether it is an encounter with a cable installer, a street person, or a professional of some sort, we have the ability to Praise God at every given encounter. As we greet another human being, we have the choice to greet them as an individual or come to know them as God sees us…one of His family.

Through the eyes of flesh, we see individual as labels; through the eyes of Spirit, we see them as He sees us…a shining star.~Ani Po

In this moment of exchange, we ignite a fire within… fire that not only lights an eternal flame, but feeds the soul for all eternity…giving us everything we need in life. In this moment of exchange we see others as ourselves, even greater than the self, we see them as God sees us…a spark of the divine. With every encounter, a gift is given, whether direct or indirect the exchange is made…changing our lives forever.

Stepping into the Canvas Igniting the Flame, we not only see the good and the perceived bad, but we see All as Good. Seeing All as Good, we return to the innocence of a child, seeing everything as a miracle, amazed at the many blessings continuing to multiply within our days. With every step a miracle is born, with every step our words become His, with every step…we see All as Good.

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Finding Peace Within the Chaos

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With another week behind us and the weekend ahead, we settle into reflection on how we got here. Whether in bliss or in chaos, we made it…and we are here to enjoy! If chaos got us through the week, it is time to relax and learn from the experiences of our days. If bliss was there all along, then rejoice and enjoy the magic…let it carry us into the weekend.

Taking Me Time

Healthy ‘Me’ time leads to Happy ‘We’ time.  How often do we witness someone who continuously gives and then complains of being tired? Why do they not take a day to themselves? We often get so deep in what we Love, we forget to take the necessary “Me Time.” Take a break for you today and enjoy the Very Best Me Time!

Well today is my day for ’Me Time.’ Taking time to reflect on my days, clearing my head of the 10,000 things, I return to balance. When I reached out to a friend, she simply stated “Feed them Bananas!” This was exactly what I needed to hear. Taking her advice…I reached for the bananas and they were pleased.

Stepping into the Canvas in Silence, contemplating my nothingness…In nothing lay everything. Be aware of the signs leading to silence, heed their call and take the necessary me time. Have a good weekend…Love, Light and Life

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Mirroring That Which You Already Know

Often times messages come to us in many shapes and sizes, but the most exhilarating are the direct messages that enter into our quiet place. Whether angels exist or not, spirit guides among us, or the Lord speaks directly into our ear, we cannot excuse the direct messages that we receive.

A little reflection will show us that every belief, even the simplest and most fundamental, goes beyond experience when regarded as a guide to our actions. ~William Kingdon Clifford

When we are down, a friend may appear or a mailing of good news may arrive miraculously at our doorstep. As long as we ask for assistance…help will always arrive when it is needed most. The trouble is we cannot always understand the messages when they arrive. Many of the ancient teachings have spoken of the next steps…we must enter our quiet room and contemplate our current status. Sitting quietly, for however long necessary, the answers arrive.

The quiet room is not a physical place, but a spiritual place that resides in each and every one of us. It is a place where all the answers are kept. There are teachings referring to this place as the Akashic Records. The Akashic Place is at the level where all souls and all records are kept. If one practices quietude, they can gain easy access to their answers…the answers of the Universe.

As we look out into another day, choosing to stay in misery or look beyond personal misery, focusing on what we already know…we are meant to be happy and free. How does one get there? Look beyond the shortcomings and expect greater things to come our way. If one is currently lying in the shadows of darkness, allowing it to pass,  Light will surely shine once again. Don’t give up, don’t just sit there…get up, take a step and trust that all will be good once again.

Even within our hectic schedules, it is attainable to find peace within the chaos.~Ani Po

Stepping into the Canvas as if you already know.  Realizing that we know very little, we begin to see everything we need to know. In our quietude, we hear the mighty roar within. In our darkness, we receive Light. With each step, easy or not, see the lessons before us…see the beauty that flows through the Canvas of Life.

Beyond The Veil

Removing the masks of who we thought we should be, getting to our authentic selves, we find whom we truly are. Often times we put on a pretend persona to appease another person. It is time to remove the veil that covers our true identity, allowing our playful side to return once more.

We can spend our whole life appeasing others, but never find happiness. Or, appease ourselves and live happily ever after.  A word of caution…when one steps out of the ordinary, they borderline extraordinary…what are you waiting for? Do it now! Often the others see the extraordinary as crazy…ignore them and be totally one hundred percent authentic…you!

Pretending to be someone you are not…only leads to pain and misery…Just be you!

Stepping into the Canvas as an original.  There is no other like you and there are no numbered copies of you. No matter the interpretation, no matter the gallery you find yourself in, be your authentic self. No one else can do it quite like you…you are a masterpiece!

The-Way.-Rumi

Sing a New Song

This a.m., while listening to some deep-rooted words, I was taken back to childhood while listening and singing a favorite song:

Sings a New Song by Dan Schutte

Sing a new song unto the Lord; let your song be sung from mountains high. Sing a new song unto the Lord, singing alleluia.

Yahweh’s people dance for joy. O come before the Lord. And play for him on glad tambourines, and let your trumpet sound.

Sing a new song unto the Lord; let your song be sung from mountains high. Sing a new song unto the Lord, singing alleluia.

Rise, O children, from your sleep; your Savior now has come. He has turned your sorrow to joy, and filled your soul with song.

Sing a new song unto the Lord; let your song be sung from mountains high. Sing a new song unto the Lord, singing alleluia.

Glad my soul for I have seen the glory of the Lord. The trumpet sounds; the dead shall be raised. I know my Savior lives.

Sing a new song unto the Lord; let your song be sung from mountains high. Sing a new song unto the Lord, singing alleluia.

I had almost forgotten this tune until a good friend began speaking about change. Change not for the world but for self. It is through the self that we can change the world around us. He spoke of Saul, before he became Paul, and how he used to see things. Then one day on the road to Damascus, a bright light filled his being and he was given new sight. As he stepped into the light, he forever became known as Paul…a follower of Jesus.

I then began relating this story to a time I escorted a friend up to the Upper Peninsula. A magical place where mystery and awe collide. We arrived up North without an agenda and no idea why we had come. We did know that something was about to happen…but uncertainty was present.

During a talking circle, around a sacred fire, we all began unloading our burdens. Just like this mornings sermon as to bringing our sins to a mighty table where we are forgiven. We poured our sins into the fire and were given a new beginning, a birthing if you will. It was then I received a tap on the shoulder, “You ready?” Ready for what?!

We excused ourselves to another sacred place, to that of a long house, with a smaller structure inside. This inner structure, like that of an inner room, was only reachable upon our hands and knees. We must crawl into a womb of mother earth.

Once in the womb, the door is closed and a fire lit. Ancient grandfathers were invited in and medicine shared by all. As the medicine from the grandfathers emitted into the inner room, thunder began to sound. My eyes, which could see clearly before, burned from my sockets.

With eyes closed and no sight, I listen to songs of creation, words of thanksgiving, prayers of peace and love, and finally a charge to go forth into the world anew. Others had visions of what they had seen, but for me I was to unsee that which was once seen.

Exiting the womb, we were given a new start on life. All retired for the evening, but I was to remain…for reasons I was not aware of. It was 2 a.m. and the stars filled the skies. I could see Pleiades or Seven Sisters and could here a faint invite to come sit in the woods. So I walked into the woods and began to notice my eyesight became that of daytime. In the middle of the night I am able to see as if it were daytime! I ask how this is possible and hear voices who reassure me “That which you have seen before, is no longer. From this day forward you will be given new sight, with ability to see that which most cannot. The night shall become day, the unknown shall be made known unto thee. Your given name shall be that of the Owl…seer of the unseen.”

.So, as I sit there listening to a friend speak, I am transported back into time, reminded of what is to come in the future. In essence Be Here Now takes on a whole new meaning. With greater understanding of here and now, seeing past and future collide into present…I am given sight as to what might be or not be. For with each new step forward I am given a choice to step with care or push my way through.

Transported through a vessel of story, from old to new, I am given a glimpse into my own past and given sight of what is to come. Although I am still present in this moment, there is hope as to what may be. I am given a song to sing for all to hear, healing self and allowing others to be healed as well.

A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.~Lou Holtz

Whatever our passions, whatever our dreams…may we follow it, singing the song of songs deep within our souls. We may not fully understand the path leading to such, but we assuredly live as authentic as possibly attainable…

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Defining our Canvas

Yesterday, I went to visit an old friend. It is strange because I have not seen him in twenty-eight years. I say “it is strange” loosely, as I know nothing is a mistake. So why did I go visit him? It happened because I merely heard a voice whispering his name.

After hearing his name, all sorts of memories came forward. As joy and sadness assist recalling these stories, I immediately find myself in a healing circle. In healing circles, or talking circles, it is a sacred moment where we share our deepest thoughts to whatever we are called to discuss. Often happens in a group setting. These memories, did just that and I was having my own personal talking circle with others who are thought to be of spirit.

Having the afternoon off, I thought “I have time if he does, I will give him a call.” So I did. Hey Bob, this is Joe…got a minute? “Joe?! From my childhood Joe?!” Yes, that Joe. “Dude, how the Hell are you?”

We talked for a little bit and he invited me to his place of work for a chat. Now my head mind is trying to figure out, as I am driving to his shop. He is a master painter, who creates masterpieces for others. Sharing his gift, he is helping others find their happiness.

So I find his place of business, as I know the neighborhood very well. It’s in the neighborhood we both grew up in. As we meet each other on the street he asks, “so what made you call?” I am not sure, but there is always a reason from my experience. “That is just too weird…not more than five minutes before you called I was thinking about you.” We enter his paint shop.

As we reminisce our past, he excitedly shows me the process of his work. “I am not a fast-food restaurant and my work often takes months for one project to complete. It is a process that cannot be rushed…just like life, we shouldn’t rush it.” I bet customers get antsy? “They do but I remind them the work I do is a symbol of their life moving forward. Have patience, take time to enjoy that which you already have and for goodness sake stop being in such a rush!”

Hearing him speak of his passion for creating works of art, it was just so exciting for me…although I still am unaware as to why I called him. Will I see him again? Will we talk about re-creating more of the Canvas of Life? I am not sure of what time will bring, but waking this am I have a bit more understanding as to why I did call him.

I woke from a dream filled with old acquaintances from childhood. At first they were strangers challenging my authenticity of self, but then became acquaintances whom I rode the school bus with in High School. Have you ever had a dream where one scene was of one group of people, the next scene filled with familiar faces? We were at a dinner party and they were talking about things and challenging who I was and where I was going. I also recall being lucid in my dream and thinking “this is why I called Bob! So that I can spark old memories and retrace my steps as to who I am and further pave who I am becoming.”

I know I have written about this before, as to why the importance of retracing our steps or recalling our past life. As we retrace our steps we ultimately recreate our future simultaneously. The whole purpose of talking circles is the same. So in my single encounter with an old friend, my past comes forward and future is redefined. In a single encounter I am walking in the past and future at the same time, unknowingly at the time…only to repaint the future. Thanks Bob!

After recalling the first dream I immediately recall another. Although I am not sure if this dream happened or it happened in the daytime (I often call this the real world, although I am not sure what is real anymore…Lol). This dream was about finding balance in self. All I can remember is a scene of what appeared to be commercial on a television. I was sitting in a friend’s living room, when a commercial came on about ‘receiving.’ In order to remain happy we are to give, it is our life’s purpose. We cannot just take, take, take…without giving back. If all we do is receive, without giving…then we remain unbalanced, failing to follow natural laws of the universe…ebb and flow, give and take, etc.

While the second recall actually happened first, it carried into the second dream of meeting old acquaintances. It is through our giving and receiving, being authentic, that our destiny is presented. Our purpose does not come forward until we follow the passion within our being. As we move forward in each moment, we are taking each step from the heart. As our heart expands our world expands, as our world expands endless possibilities remain.

I love my dreams. As I sit at my desk recalling these dreams, I remember the conversations of yesterday. Often times for me, not sure if it happens for you, my day time leads into the night time, creating a new reality in the dream world…allowing me to recall my life story. In recalling I am able to re-create the scenery and what the future may hold.

A conversation or meeting with an old friend creates thoughts of a specific time and place, allowing more healing to take place. A later conversation, with another friend, about finding purpose and balance through asking creator to humbly show you the way…well I think that led to the first dream about giving and receiving. I am in awe as the dream world comes to life, outlining the past and redefining the future in a single stroke of my fingers as the words are typed upon this screen.

So back and forth I go in my own thoughts. My life, past and future…what lay in store for the Canvas of Life, what lay in store for Stepping into the Canvas? I am not certain, but the re-write has begun and the definitions of life are about to be written.

As i recall my story, my hopes is that you recall your own. Relive the past, recreate the present and future. It is my hope these words reach those who need most. It is my hopes that Stepping into the Canvas defines the steps we take on a daily basis. Filling our days with purpose, infusing our steps with love. As we consciously move forward, taking note of the birds singing our song, the trees dancing in the wind or the skies changing from night to day…we are a part of the Great Canvas and we are contributing on a daily basis. What is your  contribution for the day?

Stepping into the Canvas defining the Canvas, defining our own…

Defining the Canvas