Posts Tagged ‘energy’

The word *me*, or the word *my*, or the word *I* – it’s just a word in a language that I use.

That may sound outlandish.  Ofcourse me, my, myself, I is – ME!  I’m finding it’s definitely not who you are.  It is a word in a language to associate something, someone, some form with an identifier.

Am I losing *you*?

As of late, I’ve learned about something called *the ego*.  It is what talks to me, what tells me what things are, or what is true, or what is right or wrong – AS *I* PERCEIVE IT.  It’s that voice in my head identifying every living, non-living form on this planet for *me* to understand.  Neurological Bar Coding it seems.

Does *me* fully explain what my BEING is?  Absolutely not.  I am more in depth than a word of two letters.  I am energy, I am light, I am from this universe – I am infinite.  How then could the word *me* begin to explain anything?  It falls so very short of what is the BEING inside of this physical form.

Can you imagine breaking free of the definitions you place on things? It’s possible that you can’t.

Think for a moment if you can be still…..

A tree is:  *Tree* right?  Well, it is energy as well.  It is living (at times), it protects the birds in their nest, it gives you joy when you look at it, it grows from this planet.  Does the word *Tree* begin to define what that form is?  Nope – just sit under one in the shade on a hot day and look at it.  Really look at it.  The word doesn’t BEGIN to define it.

There is so much to learn in this life, and I’m enjoying learning it all.

I’m currently reading “A New Earth: Finding Your Life’s Purpose” by Echart Tolle.  I cannot tell you enough how good this book is thusfar.  Read it, or don’t.  This isn’t an ad.

I have a friend, a bloggy kinda friend – his name is Alex.  He’s absolutely WONDERFUL!  As all of my bloggy friends are.

From his comment just now he’s in the hospital, and I thought if just for a moment we can send him love and healing light (energy, prayers etc.) that would be great – I believe in healing energies.

His Blog is Here:  Alex is Wired

Hope I didn’t embarass you Alex.  But love and light is something we all get to have from time to time.

Please come home soon.

Love and Blessings, Monica

Right now I’m sending out loving energies to those effected by Ike.  He’s not a nice one.

Cuba has already been hit hard according to reports and Texas is in it’s path and currently it states it’s only growing in power.  It, being news coverage on the web.  It’s all I have to look at at the moment.

My thoughts are with everyone effected by this ~ and everyone with family anywhere near Ike.

UPDATE – Although I didn’t hear about Louisiana – I’m seeing photos that aren’t too good for them either.  Okay, I’ll pry myself away and worry in bed.

Please be safe.

Energy Of Friends

Interestingly enough, I don’t think I ever understood truly what a friend is until I hit 40.

I’d call them, they’d call me – we would do kinda a data dump and that was that.  Contact positive – we are a go for silence.

But at 40 or a little before I began *seeing* those around me.  My best friend in particluar.  In my opinion her spirit is a *healer*.  She’s one that will listen and give back positive energy.  No matter how badly I have behaved.

How good of a friend am I?

The Answer:  Not the best I can be.

So daily – I think of things to implement into the day to day life of those I love and care for.

A letter here (handwritten – not email), an email there with a short but sweet positive thought for the day, a bouquet of flowers sent.

I’m working on my friendship abilities.  It’s a daily process.

To those that are my *bloggy friends* – you are truly the best.  A comment here or there, some humor in posts or inspirations, or just hearing how your life is.  It’s beautiful and I’m learning.

Friends – the energies around them is beautiful.  Thank you for being *you*.

Love and Light,

Monica

I’ll give you a bit of my belief for a moment.  I am a spiritual being having a physical experience. I personally believe we live our lives here to *learn*.  I do not believe in a heaven or hell.  I believe that when we die we are all together in our spiritual light – all of us.  Yes, even those you would think or perhaps *hope* would be in hell – they are just as beautiful and as pure as we are in a spiritual sense.

With that said, there are many times I get caught in a cycle of “What Now?”.  Meaning, I know I came here to learn, but sometimes I get confused as to what it is I’m learning.  Right now, I’m in that state of confusion.

I’ll get out of this, but in the meantime I feel as if everything I say doesn’t make sense.  It’s like I’m speaking jibberish.  Literally as I speak to others they turn away, cut me off, or just walk away as if I’m not speaking.  It’s an odd feeling.  I’d say I’ve got some energies stuck somewhere.

I wish my sanctuary outside didn’t get destroyed by the wind.  I really could balance there.

There are so many emotions, some are exhilerating… some, well… not so exhilerating.

There’s been this issue (not MINE) that has happened to a friend of mine (who will remain un-named).  This person has had something happen in HER life that have put her in a somewhat VICTIM situation.  Well, she’s not a victim – we are all in charge of our own lives.  But to me, what has happened is horrific. 

Mind you, that is MY thought on something that hasn’t happened to me.  So why the heck am I holding on to this anger monster the size of King Kong’s momma?  Well, it’s obviously my choice.

I love this person very much – but I get to know it’s her life and she’s the one that will deal with it.  Not me.  I have to remind myself I’m not the one to run out and SAVE everyone.  Sometimes, no matter what MY opinions are – I get to leave others to their own lives.

Why is it I have this overpowering save the world feeling.  It’s only my representating of what things should look like.  I know better.

She’s a beautiful soul and she’ll be fine.

I get to get my feelings to the source – the person that has caused my friend pain, the person that I am so angry with I could spit nails.

Anger is a horrible thing – it feels like acid eating away at you.

Oh and the ENERGIES that I am putting out into the universe, not good.  Not good at all. 

I get to know she’s in the perfect place for her.  I don’t have to *like* or *accept* what I know to be harmful… but I get to love my friend no matter what, and get RID of this Anger Beast that has me by the very heart.

  Love and Light (pure beautiful light),

Mon

In my backyard I want to create a sanctuary, or meditation area. This is it, pretty blank – but because of that tree in particular, the energy there is really good!

I was thinking water, table… not sure what else. My friend is coming this weekend to assist.

Any ideas?

Today is a reflection day.  I found I was holding in so many feelings lately, that I about exploded.  With my father-in-law passing away, I thought I could be strong and that because I knew he was in a beautiful spiritual place now, I would feel okay.  But, it seems I’m like everyone when they lose someone close – I have a grieving period. 

It’s Okay To Greive – in fact, I personally believe for your spiritual health, it’s simply a must

Someone said something that was quite hurtful, and I was very upset.  Then, I looked back on it and realized… it’s okay.  I forgive very easily because I really love so much.  To be spiteful is actually a poison to a person.  Negative energy isn’t allowed in my life, it’s diffused very quickly.  That’s all new to me and I’m learning how to do just that…   Forgiveness is a beautiful and a very cleansing response to any issue really.  Or at least, I’m learning.  To that person, I simply send love and light because it’s just what they need.  Everyone deserves love.

Everyone Deserves Love

Last night I broke down alot.  I feel better today but a bit *hung over* from crying so much.

It’s Healthy To Cry

What works for me?  Taking pictures does… today it did.  Blogging does as well!  And reading blogs from all of you, well… that just puts a day into a perfect place.  Not to mention my beautiful family.

I’ll share with you my journal for today with photos and a bit of what I was thinking as I took each of them.  If it gets too boring, go play frogger on the “Fun Stuff” page!  I’m all about giggles ya know.  Fer cryin’ out loud! 

Here’s my photo journal for the day…

I mentioned a few posts ago that I have new grass.  Due to the puppy we got, the wires to the sprinkler system were dug up and chewed through and well… the puppy just destroyed it.  Because my husband is so truly kind and loving to me, he got us a brand new lawn… and it’s green, and it’s absolutely beautiful.  No more dirt and tufts of weeds, I have my beautiful lawn back. 

That gazebo you see is another of my enjoyments.  My husband and I use the jacuzzi alot!  The top of the gazebo has a wonderful green metal roof.  The sounds of rain on the roof, the feeling of the cold air around you, and the warmth of the 102 degree gurgling jacuzzi… well, it’s just a slice of my heaven.  I’m thankful.

Ofcourse, there are frogs in them thar hills.  If you look up on the gazebo, there are three frogs in a stepping stone that I’ve hung… they are absolutely the best.

This is just one of the times I’ve looked to the sky and gotten the feeling of wonder.  When I’m in the yard, I always look up.  The sky to me is like a slideshow of random wonder.  It’s always ever changing, and never anything less than awe inspiring.  At least, if you look at it through the eyes of a child.  That, I’ve been learning to do more and more as well.  Thanks to Harold ~ he suggested to look at things like you were a child.  It’s an interesting perspective.

Our puppy.  Daniel and I have four children between the two of us.  Both of us wonder what a baby from the both of us would look like, be like… but we are not going to have a child.  After his son was born, he didn’t want another.  After I hit 30, you couldn’t have paid me to go through all of that again.  We are happy to have Sammy – the fur-child.  He doesn’t look like us, doesn’t talk… but BOY does he love us.

Since we’ve had such a tough few months, I’ve noticed something about Sammy that not every dog has… he’s highly responsive to emotions.  In example, I was crying last night and he pushed his head into my arms and just looked up at me with the compassion I would only think could be found in a human.  I’m wrong, ofcourse, but he just seemed to *know*.  He wouldn’t leave my side until I felt better.  Then he moved to the floor by me and laid down, not taking an eye off of me.

Sammy may look ferocious to our neighbors and those that have made the mistake of attempting to get into the yard ~ but his heart is of gold, and he is extremely protective.  He’s a true gift.

Just watch the teeth.  Oh, and when he stands fully erect (with the help of placing his paws on your shoulders) – he looks my husband straight in the eye.  5′10″ I believe.   

As I was about done with my photo thoughts, I walked inside and looked around our house.  It feels so wonderful.  So loving.  Even the refrigerator has love on it:

These beauties are my niece Megan, and her beautiful momma Wendy.  The bear ‘o magnet is from a cruise I was lucky enough to take to Alaska in 2003.  Another bit of thankfulness.

Thank you for sharing in my thoughts for the day.  I truly wish you love and light and remember to look at things through the eyes of a child. 

Love and Light,

Monica Ford

or… whatever it is you celebrate during this time of year. 

Today was extremely stressful with issues come at me from every edge of my universe.  I think I dodged instead of fighting all of them.  It’s easier that way at times, and could be the best for everyone involved.  I almost got confrontational with my son’s doctor.  Oh no no no, not helpful at all.  I bit my tongue ~ but I’m going to have to blog about this at a later time.  I really *really* got pretty hot with a few questions that were posed.  Maybe it’s just that momma-bear thing.  Whatever it is, I sure have to make sure my boy is fine.  It’s not necessary to voice my opinions… well, not in front of him that is.

Wow.

I can still feel Harold’s hand holding mine.  It’s funny ’cause I never held his hand before June ‘07 much.  He never was a touchy feely (well… hugs were always there!) kinda guy.  But he held my hand so often and I can still feel it.  It’s funny what the mind can do.  I’m having a problem believing he’s not here on earth anymore.

It’s time to re-energize myself you know?  You cannot assist others when your own battery icon is glowing red.  Does anyone have any hints for meditation or how’s this… what do you do to get the *positive* energy in to your soul and being when you are pouring it out to others to assist them in their struggles?  I have asked some folks and all good ideas which I’m going to practice.  But I was wondering what anyone here would like to share?

I took this in Utah in August.  Daniel climbed into this huge water fountain and got cold as well.  Thought I’d take a pic.  Sometimes energies and water mix quite well.