Claiming our space in the world

Claiming our space in the world

Thinks about it – teaching Flamenco in kindergarten and preschool – nobody would mess with these kids

Today a little adorable craziness

Broken Pot

I am meeting my inner child/soul aspects/ in a new and transformational way: truly honoring her for holding on to the pain for all these years, until I am finally willing and able to truly feel the feelings and let them go. I see the bravery it has taken, the courage, the stamina – and I experience her release when she at least is not judged and labeled for being “wrong, clumsy, stupid, at fault…”

The moment where I fully can sense the connection with these aspects feel like coming fully alive. And then I notice how they feel when they at last is heard and seen without judgment – on the contrary: I honor them deeply for holding on to this until I am ready to see it.

When they are honored, they are free – now they can feel it all, and I can be the Observer, from that wise and loving place called Self

Sometimes I feel what they feel, sometimes I just see a clear inner movie where they feel safe enough to feel

It feels like blessings, anyway –

And Kit told me the parable of the broken pot – which illustrates it so beautifully. Here are two versions

one more:

Blue is Playing

Blue is my inner guide on my journey to remembering my Self. He truly enjoys playing  – giving me hilarious synchronicities, as Jung names them.

I have my alarm clock set to nine am, and yesterday I turned the alarm off. Still, this morning it alarmed! It is a type that sounds the alarm 50 times before it stops. I  picked it up and looked at it – and it was set to OFF. I said, “now listen.You are not supposed to  sound the alarm when I have turned you to off.”

It stopped in the middle of two repetitive signals. If it had had a face, it would have blushed.

Now, how many of you will believe this? I wonder. Maybe the ones who have followed me for 6 years.  So maybe ONE 🙂 The rest of you may laugh as loud as you want. But I tell you, I would not have lasted as long as I have without “synchronicities” as this as long I worked on When Fear Come Home to Love – ca 25 years, without Blue dishing out these weird and wonderful syncs I have called Blue is Playing. You may write it in the search field to find more.

Now, the reason he does this is – to me – who is a sucker for symbols and looking at the world as a reflection of my mind – the reason is, that I have now understood that “setting the alarm” points to me continuously playing out disaster-thinking: I have black belt in it. I find myself continuously imagining new (or old ones), painting them out in details and feeling them in my body. And lately, I have watched me like a hawk and swooped down on them really fast – within a second or two – AND I have also told my mind that I now choose to turn that  old defense off.

Like last night.

That’s why it blushed, you know. The alarm clock.

OK, one more:

I read in A Course in Miracles: “I have created all I see.” I look out the window: there are two boys passing the window, and one of them has exactly the same clothes as the costume I made to a very famous marionette my husband made: Titten Tei.

Here he is with Julie Andrews, visiting Norway – terrible quality, but still…he is talking to JULIE ANDREWS, people.

So…the Titten Tei’s voice and puppet-player  died some years ago, so now he hangs on my wall with his little violin.

Ah. You see how clever I have been I hope. Not to mention my passed husband who in fact crafted the doll and his marvelous spunky spirit, together with Birgit Strøm.

Nough about that – here is another Blue is Playing:

I walk to the Culture Hall and tell myself inside:” I love myself  as I am now.”

The girl in the cafe has a white T- shirt with black writing: ” I love myself just as I am now.”

I know. Not very likely.

OK the last one – a notch more plausible:

I sit in the bus and pray silently ( aren’t you happy I do it silently):

“Lord, let me see with Your eyes, Your ears… and so on. I don’t think he has a body, though – but symbolically, he might see and hear, i have decided.” I look up, a big van is passing it has a logo with big black letters: “Thirst for the best.”

You have to admit that was a nice one.

Pure creativity

Michael Neill on TED

I was so blessed to attending a workshop with Serge Kahili King in Norway about 25 years ago – and Michael and I shared a taxi afterwards. I laughed almost all the way. We shared tips as therapists – he shared a tip to help people get rid of fear: he suggested they replaced “fear” with a silly word – like French Fries when they talked about their fear ” Oh, I got those terrible French Fries yesterday” and that was enough for many – got rid of a lot of seriousness there -” Silliness is such a great healer! It breaks the trance of identification with gloomanddoom

 

 

STOP IT!

Good morning!

Found this on facebook. I share his discovery: the more I open to the Love that I am and share it, the more other people meet me with love and smiles even before I smile at them. It’s all one delicious roll. Good morning, everyone! I love you!

Consider the Mind

– and consider the mind of this crow.

How Animals Eat Their Food

 

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