The Quiet of Predawn

There is something about the quiet of  predawn. I wonder how many others are up and listening to it. Are they hearing it...soft earth whispers and gently sounding birds? 

The birds are in warm up mode now...soon the hallelujah  bird chorus will greet the day in full throat.

Are there others listening? Other then me?

I like to think so. I like to think there are a few souls that are not drowning out the beginning of another gift day with showers and coffee makers. Just sitting for a bit and listening. The showers and coffee makers will have their turn...just not yet say the Predawn Listeners.  Not just yet.

It really is so very gentle...the predawn quiet. 

So few things are anymore.

Gratia Dea
Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua

More Access and Tapping and Dain..OH MY!

Seems these days have a pattern to them. Am, I get up  feeling like crap....Tap. Wave the magic Dain wand. Be a bit foggy. Then realize something important,

A word from 365 reasons to write....let your animal totem write for you.
Boy did that ring loud. I cried out the gratitude of it.

Not sure what is next...Surprise me, Mother.

The pieces of the Dog picture fall more into place. Yoga and walking are coming back into the picture.

So has Steven King. And a new idea about The Memoirs. Tell the tale from the point of Little Wolf and see what that does.That was what happen this am.

Tomorrow I am putting back an old regimen. Up at 5:00 get the lawn going.
Tea and blogging....then Memoirs. Like last year at the beach, my before 9:00am is all mine....and the Divine's.

Surprise me, Mother.

Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua

Access and tapping and Dain OH MY!

This am was a huge shift. I had been feeling really crappy in the heat and such. I did nothing much at all. Got up this am after a depressing 18 hours in bed and hit the Dain a thon from Jeneth...same one from March 13 of this year.

Only this time I tapped into some of the garbage that was coming up. Hey if one tool is good why wouldn't two be better.

It was.

Found out alot and don't care to share. Found out more me. Got 6 great tools written where I can easily find them. Got back in motion.

That is really what it is about.

"It is a sad fate for a man to die too well known to others and unknown to himself" Francis Bacon.

Gratia, Dea

Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua Dea Eterna

Follow the Lighter Energy

I have had an interesting time of it. This energy stuff is beginning to make sense but  it is a very sensitive thing. I had such a determination to get my son's couch up here and to hell with everything else yesterday.

Let it all go and relaxed as it were. Results?

1: job appointment to a good green company waiting in my in box.
2: Son and I have a great talk.
3: Son offered to co-sign on my dog trainer loan without me so much as mentioning it.

Hmmm.

Dr. Dain says follow the light... as in lighter energy. I think this is what he means
Spent a few moments of gratitude on the couch this morning.
Still debating about the office space being let out to someone else.
Maybe if I lightly ask...I won't need to?

Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua Dea Eterna

Early Morning Quiet and Calm after Dr. Dain Invasion

I just lost the whole of this post to an accident. Maybe it wasn't one. Finger hits the wrong key and zap...gone.

Well I'll be damned.

First time I've done that. So many firsts now that I think of it.

First time someone other then Rob has been in the house. The house and I rejoice for it. White Wolf Woman has a way of sending the echos of the dead flying.  The house is coming together in the way that two people on the same beam light things up.

Last September I fled to the beach shelter of my son's home and life to get away from this place and the DeathEater living here. Rob was so about dying and taking everyone with him as he went.

I can understand that angst. Fortunately for me, so does Dr. Dain, and even better then this so did a caller in to his interview with Jeneth. Talk about energy shifting!

So here is I being me. I don;t know about changing the world. I know it needs change but these days I'd prefer not to bother.

I have my own corner of the universe to hold up you see. And there is still brush on the mountain to clear.  Real brush...not head brush although there is still that too. There always will be.

Event the Buddha still works on himself.

Gratia Dea. There is peace today. How does it get any better then this?

Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua, Dea Materna

Access and Tapping and TEARS!!! OH MY!

I had a feeling when I woke up today that I was going to have a rough one and I was more right then I knew. Griefy, blocked, feeling trapped. NO job no hope no joy.

Got on it with EFT and that helped but didn't budge the feeling of no possibility no change no friggin way this is happening...again! What am I doing wrong?Why is my life still totally shit?

Went into Jeneth's Dain-aThon and hit day three. Well more like it hit me with a ton of bricks and like Joshua at the battle of Jericho, the walls come a tumblin' down.

The question the good Dr. asked had to do with being made wrong for your hopes and dreams and what you asked for.

Well, well, well, well, well. How's that for the story of  myparticluar brand of hell life? Made wrong and laid in hard over physical pain.

And where did all the make wrong come from in the most part...oh yeah,..those guys...the Scientology creeps.

Years of it. Decades actually. And the walls come a tumblin' down.
The block I had on Chris Farrell's website...gone.
The block I had on receiving from Her...gone. Spent time lying in the circle for the first time in months..wanting to be there. Calling hummingbirds to me...watching Scree soar.
Peace.
I was never wrong to want what I wanted. Never. It was the right choice for me, just not for a group full of people with a ridgid moral code about self denial.

Well well well well. Another key from behind the curtain. They are coming faster and bigger these days. I must be on the right track.

Gratia Dea.
Ex Mea Manua, In Tua Manua

Catching up with me

It's been awhile, too long and too much going on.
Trivedi wellness retreat: 2.5days of madness and great beef. Fun and a master entrepreneur with a heavy handed energy blast to go along with it. Came away a little blissed and very happy that I got the difference between happy and excitement. Been kicking myself for being "unhappy" when there was no excitement. Blue Blazing Hades take the excitement...I'll take the happy and the Trivedi Beef.

Finally put quit to Rob in the house. Yard sold some of his things, got a room mate. may have another. The listing for the small room is up.

Got a blast from realizing how much false hope I had let the poor guy have. Took a lot of facing that much self villainy but in the end the whole thing blew over and left me with compassion for both of us.

Bush whacking the hill against fires on the Fourth put me into exhaustion. Then there has been the Dain-a-Thon and Debra Poneman's new you master from India whose name is hell to spell and worse then that to remember. But I do remember his kindness and his views on judging. Like a floating moment in a cold mountain lake this one is.

So there ...now I am caught up. Who am I today and what gran and glorious adventures am I going to have?

What else is possible? How does it get any better then this?

Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua, Dea Eterna.