The Dream of Sloppiness
28 Sep 2018 1 Comment
in Healing Tags: Abraham, alignment with Source, choice, Ester Hicks, guidance, Source Energy
Stitching is divine
12 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in Art and consciousness, Healing Tags: creative writing, God, playfulness, stitching, textile art, word-bag, writing
It is proved!
Yesterday I was doing a stitching exercise in an online course I am following. For the first time i enjoyed playing with the technique, not having to “produce” something to be judged and compared.
I thought. When I went to bed, a thought came: ” It really is – meaningless.”
Really? Playing and exploring isn’t OK then?
” Put your hand in the ” Word- bag” said Blue.
In my word bag I have collected hundreds of words that I offer to clients who want to learn to write without fear. I always teach them that PLAY is one of God’s attributes
Here is what I drew:
Gud is the Scandinavian name for God
Hobby Horse ( Stick Horse)
10 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in Blog Awards Tags: be right, be wrong, Blue, Core Transformation, hobby horse, Leaving the Womb - Entering Life Fully, perceptions, stick horse, Truth
Mine fell to the floor in the night!
Literally!
I made this stick horse to my daughter 35 years ago. In Norway , we have the expression “to ride a stick horse” when you english-spoken people say “have a bee in the bonnet.” Once, when a dear friend rode her stick horse for the umptieth time, I found the actual stick horse and showed her and said please demount from that horse you are riding. Very rude I was, but it worked.
Afterwards, Blue told me I’d be needing this horse again to point to it next time Betty rode it – but she never did.
I needed it for me LOL
This night I did another LONG Core transformation process with a part in me that has been 1000% CERTAIN that the way she sees things IS THE TRUTH.
It was extremely unpleasant for a long time – she felt like admitting that if she “could” be wrong, it would mean all things of horrible things about her. One thing was that she would be insane – since she would swear on her life that she was right.
With lots of patience and will to proceed forward, something shifted and she ended up in God’s arms, smiling and happy, seeing that all that mattered in life was to remember that perception rests on beliefs that we have told about ourselves and the world – and that other people has other perceptions.
Entering the living room, I saw that the stick horse – that I had jammed between a shelf and the wall – had fallen down, now leaning toward a recliner 🙂
For new readers: this symbolic happening belongs to a long series of synchronicities in my life, that Blue – my inner Guide – employs to demonstrate the truth in humorous ways. I have posted many of them in earlier posts – if you want to read more, search “Blue is playing.”
My book, ( see right menu) “When Fear Comes Home to Love” is full of them
Open the Door!
08 Sep 2018 1 Comment
in A Course in Miracles blog, Healing Tags: agony, alarm, celebration, chaos, fear, God, neural pathways, other, threat, transaformation, trust
Recently when my alarm went off ( false alarm) and I clicked the code to turn it off, that code ( symbol: old learned way of turning it off) DID NOT WORK. The Alarm screamed and howled, and I went frantic and clicked some more. Then a deep inner calm: Blue said ” do the very opposite.”
I opened the entrance door wide – the alarm instantly stopped.
Teaching: open your heart to what you before have closed off to and kept away as “threats.”
So this morning, the usual morning agony of extreme overwhelm started – and this time, I immediately knew: this is NOT a threat, it is an opportunity to remember Who I am.
I relaxed and allowed it. knowing fully that I can TRUST GOD now.
The chaotic energy from the collective human mind poured in – and when it was met with curiosity and wonder, it transformed.
I yawn just by writing it down.
I AM WILLING TO TRUST NOW – and I will celebrate it! YESSS!! HOORAYY! I DID IT!!!
Since what I give thanks for, grows and is attracted to me
This is so vitally important to remember: each time I now become aware that something has changed in my mind, I will celebrate it, give thanks for it, write it down, make it MATTER – truly make it essential and wonderful in my life.
I see that old mind that I have fed with fear, for aeons ( the word-correcting-program suggested “canons”🙂 ) is like a child – and that I am in charge. I am the elder, the Observer, I am connected to my Source, and in this state of no resistance and fear, I act. And when I forget, hey, there I go again. breathe now, breathe deeply, connect with Mother Earth, connect with the Core.
The mind instantly tell that it does not know how – and I tell it again: you don’t have to, child. I am the Elder, I am in charge.
I wrote a poem the day before yesterday – it came automatically. It aforesaid what I have realized fully this morning.
Here it is again.Look at the blue:
OTHER
You think you can avoid me
Climbing the highest mountain
I am your holy ground
Diving the profoundest depths
I am the reflective surface
Traveling straight forward
I am the tail you bite
You look at me and shiver at the
Dark mask
And I am looking at you through the slits,
Stretching my arms out towards you
You see threat
I see you
Heart broken open
No other
Receiving my Self
05 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in Art and consciousness, Healing, Poetry Tags: bliss, other, others, Petry, poems, receiving, Self, the other
I wrote two poems these last days. I knew I liked them a lot – and I wanted to RECEIVE them with all of me.
I stood up, stretched my arms up toward Self and prayed to be helped RECEIVING MY SELF, the beauty and bubbling creativity that comes through me.
AND IT CAME! Rushes of bliss flowed through me, intense joy and gratitude without bounds
AT LAST RECEIVED ♥
My Others
Moanie Molly is mean on Mondays
frivolous on Fridays and
satyrical on Saturdays
Pretty-bow Prune tinkers with truth
on Tuesdays and
tortures toddlers on Thursdays with
a terrible smile of too- twinkling -teeth
Wednesday is my day – Woolly Wendy
is my wame. I call them in through
my windows of welcome
I wind them warmly into my
wet and woolly wembrace,
tucking them in, wriggling and wailing
wrapping them up in well-meaning waffle words
Sunday is sublime-day.
All of us together.
Singing in the supersonically choir of sunflowers,
Visiting soothsayers and sweet-shocked solicitors,
Swimming in star shined seas of sovereign surprises,
Summoning slithering salamanders
and cute little ducks.
Then we go home
and sleep the slumber of
sincere sinners
and saints
*
OTHER
You think you can avoid me
Climbing the highest mountain
I am your holy ground
Diving the profoundest depths
I am the reflective surface
Traveling straight forward
I am the tail you bite
You look at me and shiver at the
Dark mask
And I am looking at you through the slits,
Stretching my arms out towards you
You see threat
I see you
Heart broken open
No other
False Alarm
04 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in A Course in Miracles blog, Healing
False alarm: choosing the ego
Last night I set the alarm, and then forgot it and went down the stairs to turn out the lights and the alarm went on.
And it stuck. The code did not turn it off. The alarm company called, I did not take it, since I could not hear them because of the loud howling noise. It lasted and lasted , it was STUCK. Somehow I registered that this was a SIGN. “Do something completely new” said Blue, I opened the front door and the alarm instantly stopped.
Now, instead of relaxing and digesting this – no more expecting attackers, forgive your old perception – I went into a grand acting out the fear and rage that was inside me. I mailed the Alarm-company and told them what a lousy alarm-system they had given me and how un-trustworthy their company was. I was really into all of that acting out, I felt that I “took care of myself.” What I took are of was the ego, the old role of the attacked child.
So, after all of this drama, I went to bed and did a Core Transformation-process with the old alarm-setter inside my mind. She certainly saved my life by “installing the alarm” at that time. Now I want to turn it off and turn on LOVE and safety instead. It took long time, but we made it to the Core, and it felt wonderful. I thought I would have the most beautiful sleep, but of course there were COSTS from openly acting out my fear and rage, making it real.
I had a crazy dream where gangs of hooligans swarmed into my house and pretended it was theirs. They even stole my door handles – they could not be locked out! Then, toward the morning, one young man who had NOT been disturbing me, did a most wonderful loving thing: he dismantled one of the door handles in his own house and gave it to me.
I woke up, deeply touched, and saw that I had invited those crazy invading forces in – just by having demonstrated that “I” was attacked last night by the Alarm company doing a bad job.
I attacked myself with that rage and those accusations. And so I felt the old feelings of not being able to protect my body, and projected it viciously and fully consciously on “the Installer of the Alarm” = me.
Great lesson! May I remember this the next time I feel the urge to lash out and scream my anger, justifying my feeling unjustly treated.
I disowned the Truth: what I Am can never be attacked or threatened.
It feels like piercing an old poisonous boil. The pus is coming out, thank God
Sunflower in September
01 Sep 2018 Leave a comment
in A Course in Miracles blog, Healing, Presence Tags: "False Helper Syndrome", Core Transformation, defense, defense parts, defense-pattern, desires, energy, energy shift, guilt, helping, need, peace of god, self-awareness, Sunflower, the confused helper, the false helper, the false self
New experiences re the False Helper Syndrome– which is to me an unkind label: I prefer the Utterly Confused Helper. I am still using The Core Transformation process.
I have found that the defense parts are really willing to draw back and allow space when I acknowledge how life-saving they were when we put them in charge. Today I had a 30-40 of them sitting in a half circle 30 meters away. They had popcorn too.
I have found that instead of wants and desires, often needs are offered. I am working at finding the distinction between them.
The first need was:
I want you to fully listen what I feel and need – without saying ONE thing in defense and without touching me.
next:
I want you to see when I am happy and let me be happy without commenting.
Next: I want to see that you feel/are safe, so I don’t need to take care of you. I want to KNOW that you have all the resources you need to feel safe and adult. Only THEN can I know what I feel
These steps were adamant for her to start going deeper:: first feeling anger/ rage – and then to be seen in her terror and fear, and never to be held: there is a deep understanding in the confused helper that as soon as s/he is HELD, s/he will feel the needs of the other – and her mandatory rule is “The other ALWAYS comes first when it comes to needs.”
I recently had an experience with a beloved friend – she is a psychiatrist – and when I expressed an agony she immediately embraced me – HARD – I could hardly breathe. All my self-awareness went swoop into her.
So there is a super strong automatic in the energy shift here, between a confused helper and the other.
The next next deepest desire or need was: “ I want you to acknowledge that you did not WANT to see what happened to me – without ANY explanations and any “OHHH I am so sorry” at all. As long as there is guilt, I will have nothing of it.”
The next deepest:
That you SEE Me – the Self – see the goodness, the love, the patience, the wisdom, the tenderness in this Self. That you see that all this happened, it is over, we don’t need to play these roles anymore. DONE
The deepest: That I KNOW with all of me that my worth is intrinsic, and never depends on how I help and serve others.
THERE was and is the Peace of God.
The sunflower – I discovered it yesterday. It blooms right in front of my face when I go out – and it stands under a bush, so it has to bend forward and then bend up to catch the sun. What is so beautiful to know that somehow a sunflower seed decided to root there – and how did it get there?