Tag: mystical encounters

are past lives real? yes!

I saw Mike standing completely still at the edge of the cliff, looking out over the rim at the surrounding landscape and I went to him. He was wide-eyed. He looked stunned. Alarmed, I asked, “What happened to you?” And I will never forget what he said, my rational-minded though deeply spiritual husband: “I don’t know but when I got to the top of the cliff, something swept me to my knees. I was overwhelmed with the presence of God and I knew that I had been here before, that I had lived here once.” 

the big fat juicy loving universe loves us

It was magic. A surprise. A divine being just standing there BEing, and me, oblivious, until I took the unexpected path. I don’t know what all of this means, but it brought a lot of joy. I know there’s something to breaking out of ruts, to trying new things ~ and old things, in a new way like that breathwork!!! ~ and asking for new experiences. It’s all just out there waiting for us. Patiently. Without judgment. There is no “why doesn’t she just blah blah blah” from the BFJLU. Only “oh my, here she comes!” when we break free and try something new.

keep going

How we can see things that allegedly aren’t there, according to the Human Rule Set (lies, for the most part, trickery to allow us to forget who we are), is something I don’t understand. But that I have seen things and experienced things deemed impossible is enough.

trust. your. self.

The Audubon guide said “I’ve never seen anything like it. Never. Not this close. Not this early. Not in these numbers. It’s unbelievable.” Only it’s not. Love landed three birds before us and they were a magnet for the rest. Our belief lands the gifts our people send us, and our acceptance is a magnet for more. Trust. Your. Self. Just do it.