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A Little Precognition

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I wonder how often I have precognitive dreams.  I have not yet been able to fully understand the ones I’ve had so far. One or two were blatantly precognitive.  For some took me a while to make the connection.  None of them have been exact replicas of the future, which makes them harder to recognize.  They are often symbolic, like my other dreams — but instead of replaying scenes from my past, they show me possible scenes from my future.

This morning I dreamt of one of the patients at the healing center where I work as an office assistant.  In “real life”, his family had grown up knowing my family, and we reminisced and connected the last time I saw him.

This morning I vaguely remembered having a dream about him. I believe he was at the center, and I knew in the dream that he had scarring and was receiving healing/treatment for serious damage done to his body after delivering his baby.

It didn’t even occur to me until a couple of hours ago that I had SEEN HIM today in real life!

I’m not sure what to make of this dream yet.  If I take it a part and look at symbols and themes, what strikes me first is the symbols of “baby” and “birthing”, and also the damage done to the body.  Birthing the “idea”, damaged the one birthing it.  What also strikes me is what should strike anyone — a male gave birth to a baby!  In the School of Metaphysics we speak of the opposite sex in dreams as the inner , subconscious aspects of Self.  Whatever this idea or concept is . . .  it’s seems to be something to be cautious about.  I feel it is  saying something about not sacrificing or damaging the body or the Self, the vessel, in pursuit of goals/dreams.

Much love and many blessings. ❤

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Time to Bloom!

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Not only is nature a great healer, it is a wonderful teacher.  In 4th grade, my teacher gave each one of us a small sapling pine tree, and I planted mine in my front yard.  The neighborhood kids stepped on it and nearly bent it in half.  I cried and gave up on the little tree, convinced it wouldn’t survive. Boy, was I wrong!  26 years later it is STILL going strong and is now as tall as the house!

The inspiration for my tall tales story “Harry and Me” is my actual garden.  I do indeed have a row of yellow marigolds, and if you look at the picture above, you can see that each single marigold flower I originally planted has now become a marigold bunch!  The picture on the far left is of a single orange marigold that my mom gave me from the Chicago Botanic Garden. It was a boring single stem when I got it — no bloom at all — and now it’s a plant in itself!  For months I wondered why it didn’t look like the other marigolds!  Most miraculous of all is the middle picture — the infamous purple flowers!  Beautiful when I’d first bought them, they were nothing but stems for MONTHS, even up to a few weeks ago.  I’d debated pulling the ugly bunch up out of the ground, and now I’m so grateful I didn’t!

I become emotional as I experience the process nature takes.  It makes life out of death.  It takes its time.  It germinates, it appears to hibernate, and suddenly iy explodes in delightful colors!

Aren’t we much the same?

Every dream we plant in our mind is a flower ready to bloom.  We can’t see what it’s doing.  Sometimes we give up.  But if we give it a chance, a little water, enough time — we get results beyond our awesomest dreams!

Much love, many blessings. ❤

Think About It Thursday: Ideas! Genius? or Distraction?

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I am an ideas person.  I love new ideas, and I feel like I need to act on them immediately, or they won’t happen.

I love the idea of being an ideas person.  I love that I can make things happen, help people out, move things forward.

But sometimes ideas can become an easy distraction.  My plan for the day is sacrificed on the trail of a good idea.  (And then another good idea  . . .  and then another. . .  ) I allow something that is challenging for me to be put on hold.  Procrastination is allowable if I’ve discovered something more important, right?

Wrong.  When I stick to the plan, I build trust in myself.  I am more grounded.  I am more confident.  The ideas may be helpful, but they lead me into the clouds and then down down, spinning through a spiral rabbit hole.  And then I wonder: What happened?

Who of you are “lotsa ideas people”?  What do you do about this?  I have a notebook that I keep in my purse, and I’m considering making it my “ideas only” notebook. It will give myself permission to put attention on my ideas — but at the appointed time.  And I need to make sure I keep my appointment, adding a reflection on my ideas to my daily routine.  What do you out there suggest?

Much love and many blessings. ❤

Writing Tutor Tip of the Day: Brain Spillage

Still working on the name.  Brain vomit? Brain Barf?  Hmm. . . 

If a student (or you) is stuck on getting started on a paper, she needs to get those ideas out.  (They’re in there!)  One way is to loosen them up and set them free is to set the time for 5 minutes, focus on the topic, and get her to spill everything out of her head onto a piece of paper.  Tell her it’s ok to write “I don’t know what to write.”  “And this is silly.”  Whatever helps!  But she has to write continuously for 5 minutes.

If she struggles with the mechanics of writing and/or is a particularly good talker, you may want to switch to a sound recorder, like the one I use on my iPod.  (It’s possible her writing is too slow for her mind!)  Or if she’s faster at typing, have her spill it all out on the keyboard.

Final tip:  Do it with her!  Take the same topic or something similar and work along side her.  It’s a great motivator and model for her to see that it can be done — and it means you’re not just staring at her for those 5 minutes as she writes.

I’ve got a busy mind today.  Time to do some brain spillage/vomit/barfing myself to empty out all of those thoughts!

Fun Friday: Poem — Ideas

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Image courtesy of MR LIGHTMAN / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I had some

great ideas!

My mind is full

of too many to count.

I even had

a good story to tell.

But everyone must sleep

sometime.

Balance

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mage courtesy of scottchan / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

It’s all about balance . . . and having an idea of what I want in life, and of having some satisfaction with what I presently have.  I have fallen into the trap of never being happy, always imagining my situation could be better, and then being unhappy again with my new situation.

This is what’s happening with my work life.  Earlier this summer I didn’t have enough work.  My final year as a classroom teacher was done, the summer was free, and I was desperately looking for something to fill the void.  Did I enjoy my time off?  No!  I felt guilty for being free.  I was consumed by worry about where my income was going to come from.  Where was that stable job or two that would give me a break from the stresses of teaching but also give me a little bit of security?

So, then I got one.  And another.  And another.  And these  3 jobs — though still not enough to comfortably pay all of my monthly expenses — began to drive me into the ground.

And now I’m at the point where I have to decide what I want.  I know I don’t want this.  Don’t get me wrong — I don’t regret a single thing I did —  but I know things can’t stay this way forever.

So, what do I want?  I would like one  job.  It would like a single job that pays enough to support my regular bills, charity, some simple wants, and eventually some bigger wants: travel, my dream home, an electric guitar, maybe a new bike, etc.  Any other “work” beyond that I would like to be volunteer or extraneous and very flexible.

And what about the details of this job? This is what I envision for right now.

  • 8AM to 4PM would be the ideal hours.
  • Distance within 30 minutes.
  • I would like the job to be physical in some respect; I need to be moving around.  If I’m actually physically using my body for some of the work, so much the better (as long as I am not stressing and injuring myself).
  • I would like to be a part of brainstorming.  I am an ideas person and a problem-solver, and I like to have my ideas considered and to be useful.
  • I would ideally like the Arts to somehow be a part of my job: writing, art, dance, theater, speaking — or all of the above!
  • And the more variety in my job, the better.  I love being the utility player; I love being the renaissance woman.

Finally — and perhaps most importantly — my work needs to have meaning.  It needs to serve a higher purpose, help the greater good.  I want to help raise the vibration of the world, not just of my own.

My metaphysics teacher suggested I draw my actual future job scene.  I haven’t gotten past that artist’s block yet, but very soon!

More blogs to follow this week.  I’ve deemed tonight as my blogging night. 🙂

 

 

How Do You Succeed In Business? Part I

It’s interesting that I’ve been approached about three business opportunities in the last month. It’s interesting because I’ve always hated business. When I was younger, I had an honest-to-goodness fear of offices. I would enter offices, see the rows of cubicles, and feel a queasy feeling in my gut and be generally creeped out. And I never trusted businesses and businesspeople. They were push, aggressive, and were willing to step on you to get a leg up or use you to get a sale. Now that I’m older, I no longer fear offices but I’m wary of salespeople, and I mostly hate corporations, feeling frustrated with their exploitation of people and systems.

Earlier this month I as approached by a friend about an energy company.  I was encouraged to switch energy companies and also to promote the product.  I had heard about what can happen when you switch energy companies.  Things are great for the first year, and then they go downhill from there.  Or, you lock in your price, and if you don’t update your contract by the deadline, you lose your deal.  I have no interest in keeping daily track of my energy bills and watching suspiciously for the chance of change.  Neither do I wish to make money for a business I don’t believe in.  Also, I just don’t like to push products. So, the deal was a no-go.

My second proposition comes from my own boyfriend.  He is very involved in his health and wellness business, Shaklee.  This is a fantastic business.  I use the products and love them, and I like that they are ec0-friendly and recyclable.  This is definitely a company I believe in and could (and do) support.  However, to succeed in this business,  it requires getting the word out.  It requires attending meetings and seminars and investing time in getting to know the product and how to talk to people about it.  I don’t like doing that.  I would be willing to help present.  If someone approaches me, I’m willing to share whatever I know — but I’m not aggressive, and I don’t want to be.  People have to make their own decisions about their own health.  I’m not going to try to convince them that they can make better decisions.  Maybe someday I’ll find a way that I fit into this business.  But not yet.

So, this week I got proposition number three.  It came from one of my very good friends, a fellow teacher.  Immediately I was a little nervous.  Was this another energy scheme?  I didn’t believe she’d do that to me.  Was this one of her previous ideas that she had dreamed up in the past?  When I met her and another colleague, I found that some of my suspicions were correct: she wanted to open a restaurant.  I was suddenly uneasy.  I knew what this meant.  Loans.  Risk.  Things I could have nightmares about.  Sure it could be great, but what if it all went wrong?  I was trying to get out of debt, pay off my mortgage so that I could take it a little easier in life.  And I knew nothing about business.  This did not sound like me.   The other woman with us told us about all that we would have to consider, such as: Location?  Were we renting or buying?  Corporation or partnership?  Workman’s comp.  Insurance.  Small business grants.  What was our competition?  Lawyer.  Accountant.  Where would we get our supplies?  What changes would we have to make to our building?  We’d need bank loans.  But first we’d need a plan.  And what about our credit???   I receded further into my seat as the list went on.   “So, what are you thinking?” she asked me.  “I think this is stepping beyond my comfort zone,” I told her honestly, “I would be willing to work there and help you out here and there, but I don’t think I can go in on this as a partner.  It’s too much risk for me, and I’m terrified of business.”  Risk was a part of life, she assured me, but she understood what I meant.

But then she threw open the doors.  “What would you be interested in?  It could be anything, a business, an invention. . .  What do you think?”  Anything?  Any idea?  Immediately Brian’s idea came to my head: opening my own school, and I told her so.  That was an idea I’d immediately dismissed as a completely overwhelming task, but also something I knew I could be passionate about.  But did I really want to go into the business of education?  Didn’t I want out?  “A daycare or preschool might be a good way to go.  There’s definitely demand for that here,” the other woman chimed in.   This was something to think about.

We chatted more about the preschool/daycare and dabbled back on the restaurant idea and other miscellaneous strands.  But I had so much to think about.  My first mental reaction to a business idea is to shoot it down.  I’m a conservative money monk who is cautious and slow to change.  On the other hand, I felt like I had little nudges from the universe that may be pushing me in that direction. 1) My New Year’s Resolution this year is to be myself, and I’ve felt that part of that involves being in a job I can believe in and not looking back and regretting my life, wishing I hadn’t been afraid to change.  2) I’ve felt increasingly frustrated in my job that higher ups have not listened to my ideas.  I’ve had two great ideas over the last 5 or so years, and they were both completely dismissed.  Here was a chance to implement them both at the same time!  3) At dinner last Thursday with some friends, one of them made the off-hand comment that it is not possible to be completely happy in any job unless you run your own business.  I heard this the day after I’d gotten the text from my other friend that she wanted to talk to me this weekend about a business proposition.  Was this serendipity?

I had a lot to think about.  As we left the restaurant, we decided to peek in a neighboring property that was up for rent to check out the possibility for the restaurant idea.  I didn’t know if this idea would work for the three of us.  We were already beginning to disagree on how to make the food and what ingredients to use!  But my mind was racing, already imagining the possibilities for our own utopian school.

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