I just came back from my weekly grocery shopping trip.
My driver has been struggling with a chest and head cold for weeks now.
One of my students has been missing classes because of a cold that now moved into her chest.
I am well. What’s my secret?
I have a system for being well.
One of the things that show the level of your intelligence is how much of your power you give away. Or keep for yourself and use it for what you need to do…
We, humans, are really good at playing the “blame game.”
We, humans, are really good at playing the “blame game.” That, combined with the other favorite, “suddenly,” is really lethal.
I don’t have a TV, I don’t read the newspaper, but can’t avoid getting glimpses of “big news,” like the cantaloupes that killed.
Let’s look beyond where the news (and probably you) stopped: what is the assumption that killed here?
I got an insight in how you think through an email interaction with a client of mine.
She thanked me for talking to her. Something didn’t sit well with me about that, so I answered:
By the way, if I were you, and someone did what I do with you, then this is what I would say
Thank you for seeing me as someone who can grow, even when I don’t see it.
Thank you for being there so I can grow and I can grow fast
Thank you for holding the space for me to be all I can be.
Energy Healing, Energy Healers
People want to become healers. It is all ego, pride, a way to go around doing their own spiritual work.
Thousands upon thousands search to become Reiki “Masters”… they are not a master in anything, barely can tie their shoe laces, but they are Reiki Masters. Yeah, right.
It’s the best racket of our age:wave your arms, and get paid. No one can see energy, no one can measure energy, and only a very small percentage of people can feel energy. And when they don’t… it is their fault, isn’t it?
The tragedy of marriage is that women think that man will change, but they won’t. Men think the woman won’t change but they do.
I heard this sentence yesterday on Netflix. I immediately had to write it down. Just like I wrote down a previous sentence, that I loved: I fit into that crowd like a fart in a crowded elevator.
Yesterday, in the Playground session, we spoke about the fear of death.
“They” say all fear is fear of death. I am not afraid of death. I have faced death several times. Some of the times it was because I was ill. Many of the times I did it to meet death, to make friends with death. And even more often I faced death to get beyond it. To get where only through death you can get.
MindValley is coming out with a new course, by Carol Tuttle. I don’t know Carol Tuttle… but I want to make sure I know how to advise my readers, my students, my clients… should they spend their money and their time with this course.
Of course the course is about making more money. Of course that is the answer to all misery: if you had money you would be happier… bah humbug. You would be just as miserable, with bragging rights.
But apart from that, a core issue, you want to fix your outside, your circumstances, so you can be well on the inside… utterly backwards, I want to be able to see the methodology without having to buy the course myself.
The mind doesn’t know who you are. The mind also doesn’t care who you are. The mind also doesn’t care if you enjoy life, live life fully, are fulfilled, or not.
The mind is in cahoots with the world, with the “community”, with society, because that is how it was trained, by society.
If and when the mind is calling the shot in your life, you become an effect, instead of the cause, the Creator of your life, you were meant to be.
Many people may say to you: to be successful, you need to have fire in the belly. You need to be hungry.
So people, maybe you, beat yourself into a feeding frenzy, and set out to conquer the world.
Your mother said: don’t go food shopping when you are hungry. Why? Because when your belly calls the shot, your higher faculties take leave of absence, and you’ll make horrible decisions. You’ll buy everything you should not eat, and enough food for ten. I have done it… horrid.
The illusion of progress
I had a rude awakening this morning. The illusion of progress, the illusion of doing something that works hasn’t left me untouched either.
In my coaching session this morning I woke up, I woke up from my illusion. The illusion that people understand what it takes to grow, what it takes to become an expanding human being, the illusion that people know anywhere what the work entails.
I think this illusion is shared by quite a few teachers, but not being alone is not a consolation, it’s just a fact.