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NEW YEARS DAY!

Although it is simply symbolic, and in fact, kind of arbitrary to begin a new calendar year on January 1st (the Jewish New Year will be on September 9 in 2018, the Chinese New Year will be February 16, 2018), it is nonetheless for many a pause on our collective doings that I appreciate.

I like to reflect, to take stock, to reset my intentions on certain days. That is really the only use I have for holidays anymore. I try to avoid the commercialism and the pressure to perform obligatory acts on most holidays, but New Years Day doesn't have those elements so much. Today is a day when many people let out a collective sigh.

Fresh starts are important, because while habits are relatively easy to develop, they are very hard to break.

Habits become habits when we take a belief or belief system and suppress it out of our conscious mind and then begin to act automatically according to those now hidden beliefs. Once done, we believe in the power of the "Wizard of Oz" until we have the temerity to draw the curtain back. Problem is, the Wizard, installed during childhood, is looked to for solutions to what seem to be intractable dilemmas in our lives - like why we can't find love with the right person, or fulfillment in our work-life, or sustained pleasure and vitality in our bodies - so we develop fear of challenging "the great and powerful Oz." Yet, ironically, it is our belief in the wizard's power that perpetuates our difficulties.

So, we need help.

Enter the Scarecrow, the Tin Man and the Cowardly Lion. The Scarecrow teaches us that our true intelligence doesn't come from our brain, but from a higher, undefined place where wisdom resides, a place we usually discover after the "stuffing" has been knocked out of us. The Tin Man teaches us that love derives not from acts of perfunctory kindness - "having a heart" - but from freeing up our ability to cry and feel sadness and loss. (Without that ability, we do truly become "rusty" and unable to move.) And the Lion teaches us that courage comes not from being fearless but from facing our fears. Like Dorothy on her path to rediscover her way "home" (to her true self), we need the guidance of others, even though we are the only ones who can actually decide to take the journey.

On this day, the first not only of a new year, but of a new era, I am mindful of the many guides I have had, and of the major turning points in my life that those guides influenced. Therapists, teachers and spiritual facilitators, yes, those whose active and specific direction was immensely invaluable to the traveling show known as "My Life," but also friends, lovers, family members, and my own patients and students, whose lives were shared with me in trust and openness and love. Guides all.

You?




TERMINAL LUCIDITY!

A common phenomenon known to medical professionals tending to the terminally ill in which, just before death, there is a surprising surge of energy, is called "terminal lucidity." Doctors caution family members that this surge is not a sign of strength or remission, but rather a sign that death is near. It is the proverbial "last gasp."

Collectively, this is what we are witnessing, now, as well. the death throes of 3D consciousness and the low vibrations of separation and limitation, fear and hate, and duality itself.

DON'T LET YOUR HEART BREAK ON CHRISTMAS!

Last Christmas, I wrote a post spinning off an article in the Health section of the Huffington Post entitled: "Why Christmas Is So Deadly." The piece attempted to explain why thousands more people die of sudden cardiac arrest on Christmas, a fact that I became aware of many Christmases ago when a friend's father died suddenly on Christmas Eve and a cop on the scene mentioned that there is a big spike of such deaths on Christmas every year, mostly from heart attacks.

The Huffpost article sites and rules out excessive eating and stress, but then makes a somewhat convoluted case about health care in the U.S. 

So, what's really happening? What's going on in such a big way at Christmastime that people are keeling over and leaving the planet in such large numbers, and will that be so here in 5D? 

Well, beginning with Thanksgiving and continuing relentlessly until Christmas, we are bombarded with messages about love and closeness with loved ones, peace on Earth, giving, sharing, redemption, compassion and "Joy to the World." And at a spiritual level, we are calling in the main heart-centered spiritual energy on Planet Earth - the Christ. According to some channeled information, that energy is particularly intense now. It is said that the Christ energy "literally expunges from your being frequencies that no longer serve you." (By the way, Jesus' last name wasn't "Christ;" he was "Jesus The Christ," meaning that he embodied that heart chakra energy of unconditional love in a unique way in his time.) 

So, picture all that powerful heart-centered energy rising up in our emotional and physical bodies leading up to Christmas.  What would happen if that energy hits a closed heart? 

CRACK! Literally, a broken heart

It's Christmas, folks. And it's 5D, but if you want to stick around for this "Golden Age," as it's being called, you have to start operating by 5D rules

Check on your heart. How open is it? And if an opportunity presents itself to you today to laugh or cry heartily, take it.

Ho! Ho! Ho!

GET ROASTED FOR THE HOLIDAYS!

When I was growing up, I loved watching "roasts," gatherings of famous comedians, at a place called the "Friars Club," where the guest of honor, also famous, would get made fun of relentlessly by the panel of sarcasm "experts." (Presidential Candidates nowadays also get roasted - or used to - at the annual  Alfred E. Smith Dinner in a similar way, though definitely less expertly.) 

These roasts were really funny, and I always noted two things about them - the roastee always seemed to be having so much fun being humiliated, and the roasters seemed to have so much genuine affection for the person they were lambasting with their perfected barbs.

Well, at a gathering of friends at a Winter Solstice celebration a couple of years ago, I got roasted! Yep. The idea spoke through one of our guests that I could use a good roasting, and so, on the fly at the end of dinner, I became the guest of honor and my friends roasted me. By the time it was over, my gut ached and tears were coming down because I was laughing so hard. 

Why was/is it so funny to be made fun of?

Well, for me personally, it's been a consistent message from mentors over the years that I take myself too seriously. Whatever my gifts may be, being able to laugh at myself is one of the highest among them. And as a person who knows that one key to happiness and self-actualization is to dismantle one's ego, I have welcomed people into my life (including my best friends of 30-40 years) who are willing to make fun of me. Relentlessly. With love. Inevitably, when I get roasted, I end of rolling on the floor in gut-clenching laughter. It's a great tonic.

As John Travolta's version of Michael the Archangel said in the movie, "Michael": 

"You gotta laugh; it's the key to loving."


So, the year end holidays are here, folks. Get roasted!   
 

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