Friday, August 21, 2015

Pathways to Transformation ~ A Riveting Event...

Have you ever met someone who was so incredible at telling stories you didn't want them to stop, once they'd started...and you would do practically anything to spur them on into another incredible tale describing one of their mind-blowing experiences?

My friend Peter Burchim is such a person.

I absolutely LOVE to hear him talk about the interesting life happenings which have been thrown his way, those which have been placed before him that he has so thoughtfully chosen, and to those crazy, unthinkable "no-way" moments that are seriously beyond my believability meter, but I knew, because it was Peter telling it, it must be true.

I love this guy....he has really been practicing the art of sucking the marrow out of much so, that recently, he was in a life-threatening accident (several actually) that left him unable to act in the world like you and me...

Sometimes it takes a "tragedy" to bring forth our very best, or to inspire the tale that will enliven the many....or to download the material that the world has been waiting for.

I have the blessed opportunity to share the stage with Peter Burchim this coming Wednesday evening at an event I don't think you want to miss....we are calling it "Pathways to Transformation" and I believe it truly will be an evening of transformation for every person who attends.

Peter and I will be in an open where you are invited to ask questions and participate...on topics of transformation and empowerment...the hottest issues of the day.

When considering putting this event together, and while musing at how what Peter had to share meshed with what I was up to - we realized that not only did the ever expanding and developing emotional clearing and empowerment work I am doing complement Peters work incredibly....we found out that the pieces fit so well together we really should be packaging them together as a full-transformative-support tool for people. At the very least we decided we ought to speak about it and let you decide.

You see, for those of you who have glimpsed into the world I am working may or may not have realized that the Emotion Code work I certified in back at the beginning of 2015 has only taken off and multiplied itself into one of the most incredible and ground-breaking modalities of today. I will be talking a bit about it and letting you know of how you can get in on this life-changing method for accessing the secrets of the subconscious mind and decoding the mysteries of your life and heart.

I hope you will join Peter and I as we discuss the blocks people are facing today in this quickly evolving world we are living in, and how to over-come them, feel more empowered and recall ancient, authentic wisdom that will propel you into the next level of beingness.

We are meeting all committed friends and passersby at the Clarion Hotel by the airport on Wednesday, August the 26th from 7-9pm. Bring a friend, it is a love-offering donation and their will be opportunities and tools there that you don't want to miss out on!

Thank you for being such an incredible part of my journey and for letting me be part of yours!

See you next Wednesday ~

May there be Bliss in the House ~ always!


Thursday, August 13, 2015

Back in the Unknown of the Familiar

Back in the land of the great Pacific Northwest, I am ecstatic over sky blanketing clouds and emerald foliage and familiar faces. It has been something akin to a dark night lasting longer than usual, strewn with lucid dreams and insomniatic upsets, peak awarenesses and directional honing to bring me into a perched "land" right before I spring back into the ethosphere for another (this time perhaps enticingly grounded) year of successful wonder.

There is no doubt, over the past several years, (especially six months of concentrated "time"), that I have stretched and bloomed in rooms I have longed to touch and dance within. Isolation has a way of refining gifts and focusing the mind in ways that community and exuberant friendships cannot. As I walk on stones I once thought familiar and observe the unique perspective that distance and revisiting offers, I am amused by the knowing that in my longing for something, did I find the very tools which would heal my deepest wounds and grant me access into the realm of my most wished for doorways.

Only in my solitary revisiting of ancestral coding and face-to-face courageous leaps into the always desired unknown passages of questionable try-outs - running me both inside and sideways to the me I had known for any recent years prior - did I find golden keys of understanding and insights worth burying myself long under weighted memories and discordant byways.

Not to be completely misunderstood, there were absolute perks to spending the early years of my second child in familial lands under roofs shared by those who would take a keen interest, daily, in the awakening soul who had found his way through my dark doorway of mystical mother-creatrix space. He was cared for by figures, though contrary to my current in many ways spiritual and mental, were resonant in the truth that this little (along with my other growing "bigger") was worthy of attention and loving arms to embrace them, as was I worthy of a hand to jump start the life of one who had come through so much uncertainty.

It is strange to decode the foundational understanding one has that tells the mind that "family" means something so obviously contrived through the viewing of television sit-coms and cookie-cutter imprints of hopeful versions never truthfully replicated often in the 3D. Now, yes, I had a sometimes thought "better than" picture-perfect upbringing from foresight perspective, though in the reverse I often wonder if I have spent more of my "after-life," (the one of my own breeding) deconstructing the patterns I gained in my bubble than were actually helpfully contributive to my later quest for re-membering...who I really AM.?.

As I pondered the possible printing of my littles with such constructs to de-form and de-crystallize, as
did I, ...the choice became clear that nothing beyond the initial shot of love and cushion would be ideal for my family in order to send us into the blossoming phase of up and out-bringing that we all (from a greater perspective) so obviously craved.

So here I am....back in the land of my initial birth and my own rebirth...back in the land where both the birthings of my children took place, and where I am assuming a current birthing is in the works for not only myself and these I bring along, but for all of humanity, seeing how I feel more like a proxy for some collective soul-group awakening these days than I do for my own personality, as it were.

So grateful I am for the understandings and insights gained by opening up the caverns of the collective (and personal) realize...with REAL EYES....that most people are living only in the refracted "STORY" of themselves...of their parents...of their grandparents....great grandparents...former selves.....soul groups...etc. etc...than they are living in the AUTHENTIC version of THEMselves wishing to come forth in the here and now.  For NOW ---- as in "this particular moment/time-frame on the space/time continuum"  ---namely and specifically this year of 2015....and that which so closely the "Moment" for actualization of the Soul Resonance...the Signature of Purpose....the Authentic Bliss that EACH and Every Incarnation came HERE NOW to BE.

In other words....

There is no longer any space left in the collective storybook pages for re-hashing, re-telling, re-peating, re-anythinging....the cycle of patterned, karmic behavior that has blocked the true manifestation of who each Soul Light Really IS....and the story-telling must end....that book is full.

 The New without stored E's....(stored Emotions) and is only and purely Authentically Now....a Bursting forth Blissful Activated Essence of Each The form, here and Now.

With a great sense of honor, humility and gratitude do I re-enter a stage once familiar and stand to offer a re-catipultilization effort of the Authentic-telling of a new that each soul yearns for, longs for....though so often cannot reach by entanglement of their own lingering memories and self-talk,....or because of the associations that (often without attempted harm or meaning) keep them in the pattern of their own shortcoming for lack of knowing the better....or due to the fault of not even considering the damage that might be done by remembering someone the way they showed up yesterday and every day previous.

Yes -  - - it is no longer time to appease or placate the old, stuck patterns in one another. It is no longer the time for agreeing with limited versions of each other or for allowing one another to play small, live small and speak small. I know that by speaking big, that not every reader, not every on-looker will feel the Bigness within their own reach, and therefore some will shy away, or even take offense at what I am suggesting....but suggest it still I AM.

I AM HERE to SEE YOU....and Hold space for you to BE the Biggest Grandest Version of Yourself Possible.

To STOP the old Tale....and Choose Today a NEW story...a new language, a new way...that will support the coming forth of your fullest, greatest, most delicious version of Self.

By stepping away and into the cave of my own (forced)[further] becoming....I arise fresh and volatile in love-struck, courageous encouragement stance.

I am here for you....for my kiddos....for my community...for my support the Stepping up and into the YOU - - that wishes to burst forth.

The greatest gift I have received from standing in the shadow ..... is to see what hides in the dark.  It now speaks clearly to me in every tongue and every story....I hear it behind your words and your eyes. I cannot escape it. And it calls to me....and I am like the jailer coming with the key. Your sentence is over.....