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Power Rhymes with Flower – Law of Attraction in Action

Power, law of attraction, vortex of attraction, freedomI will do just about anything to feel powerful.  I don’t know if I was born that way or raised in a culture that shaped me so.  But I will do just about anything to feel powerful because – more than anything – I want to feel free.

In the beginning, power came with approval.  If I could determine who had the power (mother, teacher, popular girls, bosses) and gain their approval, I wielded power by association.  In the beginning, I didn’t think I had any power at all; I had to beg, borrow, and manipulate to obtain any sense of freedom.

I watched the world around me, and I learned attitude made a difference. Continue reading “Power Rhymes with Flower – Law of Attraction in Action”

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Abiding in Grace – Life in the Vortex

vortex of attraction, law of attraction, meditation, vibrational alignmentSome days I don’t have much to say. Some days, I just bebop through without deep insight or wisdom on which to hang my sense of self. Some days, I strive to understand and explore meaning.  I used to think I had to be witty and wise to count for something. I used to believe that; some days I still do.

Today, though, I have a new idea. It’s ok to be diffuse. Indeed, today I believe I hear deeper and absorb more of the silent whispers that Guidance murmurs in the soft fuzziness. Continue reading “Abiding in Grace – Life in the Vortex”

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In the Midst of a Ripple – Ho’oponopono and The Wings of a Butterfly

ho'oponopono, law of attraction, vortex of attraction, vibrational alignmentThere is an Hawai’ian practice called Ho’oponopono. Its premise is absolute 100% personal responsibility. If I observe it, I am responsible for it. If I experience it, I am responsible for it. If you are upset with me, I am responsible for it. If I feel love for you, I am responsible for it. If I am upset by something someone does – whether to me or another – I am responsible for it. Absolute responsibility. In the purest form of Ho’oponopono, the only relationship that is real is the relationship with Self, and the only solution is to dissolve the resistant thoughts and feelings that inhibit love.

As well, there is a current idea based on mathematical probabilities that the slightest action by anyone impacts everything. A butterfly fluttering in one area of the world creates winds in another. An act of violence in Africa impacts the quality of relationships in China. A gesture of kindness ripples through the stratus and touches many more souls than the person being helped. And every action everywhere is influencing something somewhere. Continue reading “In the Midst of a Ripple – Ho’oponopono and The Wings of a Butterfly”

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Now – It’s Where Law of Attraction Happens

It’s true. I’m a hippie, tried and true, from ‘the day’. I read Be Here Now and carried it alaw of attraction, ho'oponopono, spiritual awakeninground like my bible for years. I got that – if I could immerse myself fully in the present moment, moment to moment – I’d be enlightened… I just couldn’t ‘get’ how to translate the concept into my experience.

Recently, I’ve come to understand that it was my idea of what “NOW” is that was flawed. I thought “NOW” was my moment to moment experience. Now, I realize that the present moment is actually the state of my thoughts and feelings… what I am experiencing is the result of the thoughts and feelings in my past. Continue reading “Now – It’s Where Law of Attraction Happens”

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Living On The Brink of Perpetual Awakening

law of attraction, ho'oponopono, diabetes, spiritual awakeningIn December 1983, I was in a high speed/head on automobile collision that changed my Life to such an extent that I didn’t know what or how or who I would be after I recovered; people who knew me before the accident thought I must be a Walk-In (a popular concept back then). As I healed from the head injury and came to terms with type 1 Diabetes that emerged as a result of the accident… as I floated in the space between what was and what was becoming, I wrote this poem:

When the bottom dropped out,
I was scared.
Silly me.
For did these feet grow wings. Continue reading “Living On The Brink of Perpetual Awakening”