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12. Day 28: Twelve Fears Later…

Posted by on Mar 28, 2015 in All-One, Blogging As My Spiritual Practice, Fear of Feeling(s) | 2 comments

12. Day 28:  Twelve Fears Later…

It is time to talk about my thoughts and feelings of having blogged daily for a whole year (that’s 365 days!). Yes, I officially made my first blog post on March 25, 2014 (in the middle of a trip to my nephew’s wedding in Nashville).  Extending love to my epic fears is something I could have done privately without the added work of cataloguing my experience.  I could have just felt the difference but, then, would I have remembered the process?  What if I needed to do it again?  What if you wanted to follow along and do this for yourself?  What if we needed to get home and a bird...

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12. Day 27: 5 Things To Do When You Experience Spirit-lag

Posted by on Mar 27, 2015 in All-One, Fear of Feeling(s), Practices | 0 comments

12. Day 27:  5 Things To Do When You Experience Spirit-lag

Have you ever noticed this jet laggy sort of experience that happens between when you pray (or ask or set an intention or surrender) and when you feel or see the answer?  I’d call it Spirit-lag but somehow that makes it sound like Spirit is lagging behind me, late or otherwise occupied when it is most likely me who is late or otherwise occupied.  In the geological sense Spirit IS instantaneous, but I am looking through a microscopic tolerance of light.  I make myself laugh sometimes that when I actually manage to remember to ASK within, pray, intend etc that when I don’t see it...

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12. Day 26: Raw [Spiritual] Food

Posted by on Mar 26, 2015 in All-One, Fear of Feeling(s) | 4 comments

12. Day 26:  Raw [Spiritual] Food

I have been practicing extending love to my epic fears and writing about my experiences for nearly one year in A Twelvemonth of Self Love (twelve months & 362 posts) and still I must choose love as my operating system instead of fear.  I must actually, consciously choose love.  Why isn’t it completely automatic?  Why do fears still arise?  Fear must be a wake up call, a rubber band around my wrist I flick to remind me to love and a deeply embedded melody I need to follow no matter what. Love is what I need to live, breath, continue and thrive.  When I try to contemplate anything...

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12. Day 25: A Crash Course In Feeling(s)

Posted by on Mar 25, 2015 in All-One, Fear of Feeling(s), Holy Dictionary, Veil Sale | 2 comments

12. Day 25:  A Crash Course In Feeling(s)

Feeling is another dimension.  It is what is present underneath all that you are thinking, seeing, noticing.  It is that animal of light that shines warmth on your belly and releases a thousand, thousand butterflies into your chest.  This presence of “more” is a live currant running through every cell of your body, not just nerve endings in your fingertips and gut.  Feeling can thrash you, uplift you, transport and transform your experience in less time than the spark of electric charge that the brains sends to say “blink” to your eye. Feeling lets you know wordlessly...

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12. Day 24: 10 Things I Learned At Spiritual Writers Conference

Posted by on Mar 24, 2015 in All-One, Fear of Fear Itself, Publishing as a spiritual practice | 0 comments

12. Day 24:  10 Things I Learned At Spiritual Writers Conference

I am home safe and sound (my bag is still MIA;  thankfully I had my computer and notes with me so am just trusting my favorite jeans  and pj’s etc will show up eventually).  It will take awhile to fully digest all I learned from the Writer’s Conference.  You know the feeling of standing there with a thimble in front of a fire hose trying to get what you think you need.  I ended up just letting the firehose drench, nourish, cool and get me thoroughly wet.  I realize “I” am the seed that was being watered, I didn’t need to capture or hold the water in a container,...

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12. Day 23: Who Is Santa’s Helper?

Posted by on Mar 23, 2015 in All-One, Fear of Feeling(s), Publishing as a spiritual practice | 2 comments

12. Day 23:  Who Is Santa’s Helper?

You know the mixed feelings you had when you discovered that your Mom and Dad were, in fact, Santa (or at the stretch “Santa’s helpers”)?  You were glad in your heart, that someone who knew you and loved you were the ones filling the stockings AND you were a teensy bit disappointed that there wasn’t a Jolly Ol’ Man dressed in velvet and ermine scampering around your Christmas tree in the wee hours of Christmas morning.  Well that is a bit how I feel after this Writing Conference.  I found out that “I” am Santa’s helper (or at least the...

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