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Posted by: Angela Coulter | on February 26, 2018
I am inspired about a conversation we had in a Trinity Energy Progression Practitioner Share the other nigt. Conversation came up about how we are tired of the game, and that there is a reluctance within us to respond, engage or feel anything toward the 3D stage and all the absurdity that is being played out upon it. It feels that we are left with an apathetic shrug and descend from its drama. In this divergence we desire to be removed from the game all together. Though in this desire of disconnection from the plot and its set, it has severed connectivity to the deeper level of who we are. In here avails an opportunity to mend and grow from. This conversation awakened something similar within myself that I want to explore and understand. The following is my attempt to grasp meaning or understanding. In this place of finding meaning, I will bring tribute to my ego and mind, and give way for it to try to work it this out, before releasing or relinquishing the reigns of control to guidance and a higher or more valid principal of myself. Because of course, my right foot is still more firmly planted in 3D than my other foot is in the unknown. Hopefully, this next section will loosen that foothold and turn the balance to being brilliantly planted into the unknown.
We in the healing community find ourselves in a strange and unfamiliar place. In fact, we are so much in the place that we are, it is hard to look at it from another perspective. What am I talking about, you ask. This may resonate with you in some way. I hear from others in our circle, as well as experience and feel myself, the lackluster of this 3D being version of self. There is a veil that has been lifted that has taken away my innocence. The realization that there is no “Santa Claus” or that Barbie and Ken are only dolls or that this “reality” is nowhere in proximity of the truth to being real is creeping into my consciousness. Sure, I have “known” this for some time. But just like when I was 7, I knew that playing house may not be exactly the same as being a grown up. Though when that transition took place, it was so much more radical and different than I could comprehensively fathom. So here now, I find myself on the fence between two worlds. One foot is the drama-rich place of life and believing it is real, and the other foot is grazing the surface of the unknown. This is a frustrating place to be. A lot of trauma and drama is surfacing as I face this. How are you responding to it? I know I am not dealing so well. I am cocooning into a void much like an emotionally unavailable teenager retreating into their bedroom to avoid both the world they came from and the world they are expected to grow into. So yes, I am sulking, maybe many of us are. Though we are a bit more awake than the teenager, in that we can see that something is up. We could say in teenage vernacular that “life sucks” and “why me,” BUT we know that is not true. We are NOT alone and this not a self-centered me thing, but an US predicament. I believe we hear the phrase “Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore!”
Yes, I understand, that this “hormonal”-like rush is taking place and that we are being positioned and made ready for the next stage. But here on this rolling scale (depending on the day and the hour), is a rage, an impatience, or an unimpressed vesicle who at the end of the day is just more and more blasé to it all. And friends, this is where I judge myself and say something just isn’t right about the loss of that loving feeling. This is where it resembles the antithesis of a what it may mean to be an energy healer. So, while being on the verge of an existential crisis, I’d like to step away from that ledge all together. And here is where I remember (or remind myself to remember to remember) that this is what happens when we give reign to the ego. That part who loves to hate the drama and hates to love the action of being hooked into this wild ride of unreason.
In taking a look at all this drama and coming to the realization that it is time to let go, it is also time to let go of the belief that there is futility in the act of letting go. And ok, I’ll say it, it is time for allowing the big shift to occur, the big step to take place, and the ultimate “get into our big girl/boy pants” moment is now. It is time to give our ego a big hug and huge expression of gratitude and thanks to all that it has done. But we acknowledge that its reign is over and we are attending the coronation where the so-called crown is to be placed upon our higher self, our connected self ,our all loving and trusting and knowing self. This is a new time and place where time is timeless and place is placeless. This is for our best, where we are truly free to be our most ultimate expression.
Thanks for the metaphorical journey (kool-aidless of course :-))! I love all of your bright lights. Eager to join you through this evolution and on our next level of being.
Posted by: Angela Coulter | on February 28, 2017
The other morning I was on the front porch, sitting comfortably on the hanging wicker chair. I was gently swinging and nestled on a thick cushion, surrounded by and propped up with pillows. The sky was clear and blue and the sun was peeking through the pine trees. Bright bands of light touched my skin, warming me. The breeze was just light enough to tickle the wind chime encouraging it to sing sweetly.
I could feel the blooming energy of the creative forces of spring emerging. In noticing this energy and observing the coming together of a beautiful, well forming day, my mind launched to motion with reflecting upon the creative energy. In the mist of reflecting, a hawk cried on the other side of the house. I noticed that there were no other birds in sound or sight. It seemed as though in previous years there was usually more bustling with creatures and life. It was odd that I felt the energy, but not observing any of it.
I let that thought pass and turned to a book I was reading about how to play in this illusion. As I was reading a passage about “changes simply unfold as a natural outgrowth when we reclaim and connect with our true selves”, the life of the “forest” around me woke up. At that point, I heard a chorus of singing birds. Soon after a cardinal flew past me. Looking around, I saw several different types of birds hanging out in the yard walking and pecking about. In the tree branches, still more birds. Shortly after, over my shoulder, I heard scurrying and old fall leaves crunching. Looking over to where the sounds emerged, I saw two squirrels playing chase and running up and around a tree’s trunk. Yet another squirrel with a nut in mouth, was digging in the pine needles to bury his treasure. Spring sprung!
I was in awe in how quickly the transformation occurred. It was truly amazing. I felt my heart expand. It expanded in such a way that I felt my heart smile. Within moments of my heart smiling, I heard my neighbor from two doors down and up a hill. She was singing, while only a short line. It was a joyous sound of thanks and praise. I saw her not, but felt her joy.
This fever of spring and its creative elements moved fast and spread with inspiration. Even though this creative energy seems more apparent in the springtime, it is happening all the time. Witnessing this was a wonderful reminder that we all hold and posses this creative force every moment and can create whatever we desire. I love be reminded of that.
Happy Spring! May you all create beautiful, joyful and adventurous days. Today and all days!
Posted by: Angela Coulter | on September 14, 2016
My brain feels heavy and it has been arduous in processing ideas. I cannot say what is causing this resistance in writing! In response, I sat down with pen and paper the other day in the middle of the floor nestled between my two dog friends. That action spurred on some idea brain mapping and thought bullet pointing and arrow drawing on a page that connected ideas. I warn you, this may be a rough wild ride as the synaptic connections fired away and tagged a chain of ideas which connect to create an interesting path which leads to….well let’s just say; we will see where to we find ourselves!
I recently attended a Mind, body, Spirit Expo in Raleigh for a few hours. There are usually a few of these throughout the year to bebop into and engage and play with all sorts of perspectives of how to think, feel, be, experience, and do what perhaps may lead us on our path of finding our true and authentic self. I found myself in one of the rooms where learning sessions are available. These are usually one-hour talks given by a vendor who holds a space on the expo floor. I missed some of the talk, but a piece stuck out as interesting to me. The speaker was coming from the perspective of ayurvedic health. The notion that if our body vehicle is processing something causing imbalance, the internal organs are most important and will take all the energy, nutrients and anything possible to achieve a state of balance. The skin organ, however, is on its own. It is seen as insignificant when this process of re-balance is occurring. Our hair, nails and skin will suffer terribly in such an event. This is an interesting concept, as the idea of vanity popped into my head, and opened up to become something more positive than my feelings were for the concept I held moments before as being something along the shallow vein. Wow, a new perspective of being concerned with the quality of my hair, skin and nails became something of interest! Vanity became a quality of protection or a first alert of a potential crisis. If the skin is the first sign of a potential body imbalance, we get a visual signal outwardly on the surface that we can see and observe. Our vanity kicks in and says this does not look good. But rather going down the ego rooted path of what it means not to look good, instead it turns to going down the path of hey, something is going on within me which needs resolution. If not this sign, how far down the path would we go not knowing that something internally was running rampant within and potentially causing all kinds of havoc?
Ok, so the signal has been sent, the skin has erupted, we notice the alert, our vanity responds and now we are in protection mode. If not this signal we may not know how to respond to maintaining this vehicle, this vessel we have chosen to incorporate as part of our being of being here. This realization wowed me again. The brain zapped and fired and the question emerged, so where is “here”? And what is “here”? Basically, I asked, “What the heck am I doing here and what is the meaning of it all?”
Interesting enough, I have been in a group that meets once a week to discuss and talk and experience ideas and concepts of being. We just started looking into the work of Byron Katie. Based on a short introduction of her work, she has a method of short self -inquiry where we ask ourselves a series of questions when we experience something that rubs us. It’s all in effort to get the bottom of what irks us. One of the questions she encourages us to ask is, is this real? Followed by the question, how can we be sure that it is real? With these two questions, my mind is being kneaded like dough, and it twists and comes into contact with a conclusion that says, none of this is real. This thinking says, hmm, interesting, if all that we see or experience is a collection of perspectives, how can any of this be real? If my perspective is one thing and if yours is yet another, then how can we be sure if either one of us is dabbling with the truth….maybe a variation of truth, but not reality or truth itself? I step way back and a notion surfaces. This notion says that this 3D experience cannot be real at all and is only an illusion. Another question surfaces, and asks where and what of here is real?
And more questions, such as so why are we held here in 3D illusion? Why are we influenced by unreality? And, what is the purpose?
I have been influenced by the teachings of Abraham. On my car ride commute to work each day, I’ve been listening to YouTube play lists of Abraham’s topics of discussion. Many talks on the discussion of the purpose of being here have resonated with my consciousness. One has touched upon the idea of being here in 3D purpose is to play with it and create with it. I have been for many years a thinker; lately, all this thinking has brought these thoughts to discovering feeling. Abraham reminds us that how we feel is the ingredient or fuel to what we create. Ultimately, we must choose how we want to feel. Now that I am dizzy with this windy and windy path of figuring it out, I ask myself so what, what is next?
Four points emerge and after being distilled, there, essence is as follows.
- Choose how we want to feel.
- Focus attention on the people, things, ideas, thought, emotions, feelings, and experiences which affirm that feeling we want to feel.
- From that outcome, an editing and redefining process occurs and all that does not support what we want to feel or do or be falls away.
- Continue to embrace all that is an expression of what we want to feel.
I go through in my mind for what it is I want to feel and loop back to the question, what is real? There seems to be only one feeling that stands out. David Parent in his blog about “This is SO Five Minutes Ago!” arrived to a similar conclusion that love is the persistent, everlasting, never changing, authentic and real emotion that is. Thankfully, there is one buoy in this 3D landscape that exists for us to hold onto as a place where truth resides.
Now, we possibly find ourselves at this point, a place where many have directed us. One way-giver, is The Beatles who sang it for the world. In one line, they remind us that “love is all we need,”
It has been a wild ride as is life, but to sum it up, love to all of you! (the real thing!)
Posted by: Admin | on April 14, 2016
I am inspired by a fellow Practitioner, who now lives across the pond and has reduced his life to the size of a suitcase. I would like to get around to something like that! The sentiment in itself promises freedom, adventure, limitlessness… and all possibilities. Though now, I feel so anxious with all my stuff. It feels like a paperweight weighing me down, preventing me from flying and being free to be my ultimate true wonderful self. Some days I just want to give it all away… but then I think I would be silly wearing the same thing every day. Not to mention having to do laundry naked would be interesting and a little terrifying!
And just thinking about all the stuff that owns me touches upon my mental hoarding mind that collects all the thoughts and attachments of how I relate and feel about stuff. I think I could be better at being a mindful momenteer if I could rid myself of all my lack luster items.
So with all my energy turned on this subject, I came across a nifty book called The Life – Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and Organizing by Marie Kondo, who shares a process about how to get rid of stuff. I have to say I am overwhelmed by the process. I thought I made it through step one where you tackle all your clothes. The idea behind step one is to gather ALL your clothes, I mean every piece from every corner, nook, basket, crevice, and cranny and place them in a pile. Then pick up each piece one by one and ask simply if it gives you joy. If the answer is no, you simply thank it for its service and put it in an appreciation stack which will later be donated to a new caregiver. The pieces which resonate joy are placed in the second pile to keep. Well… I choked to some degree. I was feeling panicky that none of my clothes gave me joy, so I created a joy scale. It was my work around to shore up and prevent a catastrophe from occurring! I was afraid that I wouldn’t own a stitch of clothing, at the rate I was going. I also discovered that most the clothes I have are to please my job. Apparently, none of my joyful clothes are not allowed at my place of work; this makes me a little sad. What to do about that, I know not the answer, yet. However, I did pack up 3 bags for the GW. So there was SOME progress there! The process has me stalled to move onto the next step; I feel that I should do the first step over again and just let go enough to put all those non-joy giving clothes in the rightful pile. That is my next bold brave step to take… and like all fears faced, it is best to breathe easy and take one step at time.
Just talking about via this post this has lessened the anxiety… and I feel there may be a hint of excitement taking its place. This could be an adventure in itself! Thanks for giving me space to share my “stuff-lightening” journey!
Posted by: Admin | on December 1, 2015
I have to admit, I feel up against a wall. I have been rushing toward opening up and allowing myself to feel free flowing happiness, love, laughter, content, joy, bliss, sheer BEingness and then…WOMP. I found myself pressed against the wall. All those wondrous feelings, states of being, mind satisfying vibrations seem to be on the other side of the wall. I know they are all there. I feel so close…a breath, a hair, an instant away, but this darn block is preventing me from melting, joining, receiving, transforming to it.
I do not feel disappointed that it is not so. I feel confused. I look upon it as a dog cocking its head in puzzled confusion. I am engaged with this mystery in a sense of loving wonderment. I sense a strangeness or a weirdness as to why this is so. It feels like typing a password into the computer and nothing happens. So we type it in again expecting it allow us entrance, and then nope, nothing. Nothing changed. It may have been awhile since last tapping in. Is it possible we forgot? No, we wrote it down. Questions surface, did I change it? Did it expire? Is something wrong? I know I know this. What is going on? And there it is. It is the questioning of what is really going on and why is this so. The thinking part of the mind so at grip to this.
The softer side, emerges and says let it go, let it just be. Remove the force of the thought against it. Lay back and drift with it. Let go and allow it to just become one with us.
This translates to me as taking a step away and allowing it to come from the peripheral. I have been focusing too hard on the need, the desire, and willfulness to make it so. So it is time to step away from the wall for a moment to allow the necessary space. I allow the natural connection with the other side and to become one with it. That feels right. That feels so.
Meditation and energy work is such an important part of my day, my life and experience. It works so delicately and without confines. It reminds me that I do not have to direct or do anything in the how to make it so. Remembering and practicing this is all I need do. All is well with this.
Namaste, happiness and joy to all,