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Soooooo… today, I’m laying face down on a massage table, in the middle of what was a very unremarkable massage, when I heard the following two words in my mind, “limiting beliefs”. I had the most powerful urge to ask the therapist to write the words down. I quickly realized she would not have a pen, so, I lay there repeating them over in my mind, as not to forget.

Beliefs are very powerful tools of the mind. Beliefs about ourselves, our society, our planet, all play a huge role in how we live our daily lives. Our reality is shaped by these beliefs. One of my personal favorite beliefs is that hard work is rewarded with results, in any situation. I believe that if I work very hard and apply myself to a situation, the results will be positive. This is a belief that I was taught by my parents. It’s been so useful in my life and I pass it on to others with enthusiasm.

But what about beliefs that are limiting? First of all, just saying those words feels like letting the air out of a birthday balloon, it just deflates your spirit! There are so many of us walking through life carrying mental lists of limiting beliefs. We may be conscious of them or not, but they sabotage our efforts to live full happy lives. Notice how your body feels when you recognize a limiting belief. For me it feels like complete exhaustion and bewilderment. Not one part of that limiting belief feels peaceful or empowering.

Being able to recognize a belief that limits you is the first step towards releasing it. Awareness creates an environment that encourages us to challenge and change these beliefs. Spend some time writing down your own limiting beliefs. Or, work backwards, what in your life is causing you pain and disappointment? Look around the situation, do you see a limiting belief that is the culprit?

Limitlessly believing in ourselves is the only way to go in this life!  Try it for yourself… ♥

Today I saw a white feather floating down over my head in Times Square.   Anyone who has visited New York, knows that this area is full of people and usually very loud, crazy and more than a little dirty! (…especially in the summertime)   It was such a magical moment and I took a mini-break from my busy day to observe its presence.

When I see a feather, it makes me think that someone above is watching over me and always brings a smile to my face knowing that I’m not alone in any given moment.  It’s easy to become so absorbed in our days and lives, that we never look up to see the beauty and magic in the world.  Nature is always communicating with us, reminding us that we are connected to each other, as well as, a higher source of guidance.  Feathers can remind to you be “light” in your heart and to see the “light” in your everyday surroundings.

Practice the art of being “light as a feather” in your day, see what happens to your own heart. ♥  

How many times in life do you find yourself praying and hoping for a dream to be fulfilled?  You find yourself lost in the thought of how you are going to achieve this dream.  You know, the strategy… you try to work it!

“If I did this or I acted this way, if I was available or not available, if I followed up or didn’t follow up…”  the list goes on and on depending on the outcome your are trying to achieve. What I notice about all this strategy is an element of control.  We try to control the situation and affect it to achieve the outcome that is the most desirable for us.  There it is, the problem… control.

Notice how you feel in your body when you are trying to control a situation.  For me, my neck and jaw are the truth.  If my neck is killing me and my jaw hurts, you better believe that I’m trying to control a situation.  I’m laughing just thinking about this!  It’s so obvious…

Believing in a power greater than yourself requires a willingness to release control and have faith that the events in your life are unfolding for your greater good…

Practice adding those three words to your daily meditations.  Notice how you feel when you hope for something that is for your greater good.  For me, it’s  a well of peace.  Experience it for yourself. ♥

I’m not sure why, I never am about these postings, but today I woke up thinking about yokes!  I’m laughing as I write these words, my mind is always a mystery.  I know the word yoke has many meanings.  The one I’m most familiar with is the one that relates to clothing, it’s a piece the garment that “joins” or “bridges” with another to improve fit.

Yokes can also be symbolic.  Today I am thinking about the yoke of the mind.  The mental burdens that we all carry that become yokes…  we join in them and pull them along in life.  They are heavy, they can be controlling, and limit our ability to experience life in a joyful way.  They enslave us…  Some of us travel with yokes for a lifetime.  Even writing these words I am overwhelmed by this thought.  Imagine all the lifetime experiences you have faced and will face, then include these hidden, mental burdens that are always running in the background.  No wonder we get weary.

Inside every one of us is a well of peace.  It’s unlimited… It’s always available and it releases the burden of the mental yokes we carry inside.  When you trust this inner wisdom and surrender the burden of the yoke, the well of peace is opened, and flows through you.  You are free to live the life in front of you with joy.

Experience the peace for yourself…  surrender your own mental yokes.  What are you waiting for…♥

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

Robert Frost
I was watching a show the other day that made reference to this poem and I was reminded again of how much it speaks to me, especially the last line.  I imagine most of us have been standing at a crossroads where two paths diverge, more than one time in life.  We are faced with a choice about which way to travel in our lives…
Sometimes the choice is so easy, you look ahead and you see right where it will lead.  You march on down that road with confidence and conviction, your head high and your mind clear.  You can rest assured you are on the right road.
What about the other times?  You know… where both choices look interesting, but you are not sure of the outcome on either road?  You are hesitant and not sure or confident that either road will take you to where you belong.  How do you decide what road to choose?
I’d like to think if we stand there, at that diverging road, and just pause for a moment, the choice will come.  It can appear to you in a number of ways…
You might just start walking! Your body may just take control of the decision and I’ve learned from experience, always trust your body.
You might begin to see something familiar, in the distance, along one of the roads and walk towards it.
There might be a sudden gust of wind that knocks you off-balance and suddenly you are situated on one of the roads.
A friend might come along and invite you to join them on the road they are traveling.  You see the point I’m making, the choice might not be direct, but you will eventually move forward!
What I’d like you to know is this… the road you choose will make all the difference.  It will become the story of your life.  It might not be the perfect story, you know… the one in your head where it’s always roses and candy.  It will be the real story, made up of a series of diverging roads flowing one into another.  It will be the beautiful and authentic story of you, so travel well…♥

Oh dear, I broke my toe this week…  I didn’t even know it happened!  You know how sometimes, you just bang your foot against a door or piece of furniture?  You make the necessary motions to acknowledge the pain.  I’m  laughing thinking about this.  It happened on Monday morning.  I was so focused on all that I needed to accomplish that week, I didn’t even flinch really.  I just kept right on going.  Of course wearing the wrong shoes and then going in and out of the subway about 50 times.  You see where I’m going with this right… Denial.

So, when I finally made it home, and took off my shoe, I saw the most pitiful sight.  My poor toe was purple, swollen, and looking slightly out of joint.  The only thought that came into my head was… how am I going to make it through all of my appointments with this swollen, non functioning toe?  I gave her NO down time…

I Googled “broken toe”.  I know you are laughing right now.  Seriously, I think Google is the high priestess of the everyday situation.  Since I was clearly not going to the doctor, Google would have to suffice.  This is when the interesting thing happened.  I discovered the “buddy toe”.  It makes me laugh just thinking about it.  When your toe is broken, you tape it to the toe next to it, “the buddy”, to provide stability until the healing process can finish.   So, I taped the broken toe to its buddy and continued on with my week.  The ship kept sailing, so to speak.

The buddy toe got me thinking about how some of us are wounded in life and keep going.  There is no time to stop.  We have to be the functioning wounded.   We don’t even acknowledge our wounds, for fear they will keep us from participating in life.  It can be draining to carry these wounds in and out of our days.  What if we were to “tape” ourselves to a “buddy” while this wound is healing?  I am thinking of someone in your life who is functioning and capable of being strong for both of you.  You infuse yourself with the strength and energy of the other until you are able to go on your own,  just like the buddy toe.

Think about it… give yourself the gift of the “buddy toe” when you need it and share your “strong toe” with another when you are able.  The healing process will strengthen you both… ♥

I was out with friends the other night to see an off-Broadway play.  Broadway plays are performed in the big theaters that hold 500 seats or more.  Off-Broadway plays are performed in smaller more intimate theaters all over the city.  Visiting these theaters is sometimes as good as seeing the play, as many of them are full of great architecture and character.  

This night was all impromptu.  My friends called last-minute to ask if I would join them to see this play written by their friend.  I immediately said yes and our adventure was under way.  When we arrived at the theater, we took the “sketchy” elevator to the 4rth floor.  The doors opened to this cozy living room with deep couches and an antique bar.  After a glass of wine, we all entered the room that held the stage.

The play itself was dark and heavy, but even though there were no big sets or props, we were all instantly transported into the world dreamed up by the author.  It was amazing to see this snippet of another world created in the simplicity of an old theater.  As the play finished, we all acknowledged the great acting and writing.

Stepping out to catch the elevator down, the unexpected happened.  The elevator was out of service, so we needed to take the stairs down to the street.  As my friend opened the door to the stairs, I saw the most intricate and beautiful staircase!  It was an iron cylinder with spiral, marble stairs wrapping their way down around it.  WOW! I mean it was amazing.  I spent the good part of the next 20 minutes trying to capture it with my iPhone camera.  The detail and design were so unique.  Even the aging process of the marble, iron and brass came together to make so much beauty.

This lovely, old staircase made me think that life is unexpected.  Around the corner of your everyday routine, there can be so much magic and beauty, we just have to appreciate and share it.  Remembering to stop and appreciate the unexpected things that appear on your path in life is another way to live in the moment and really cherish life.  The next time you encounter the beauty of something unexpected, stop and absorb its magic… ♥

I’ve been reading this book about the soul and consciousness… I’m not sure why I even picked this book to read, maybe it picked me!   In any case, I’m engrossed in these pages and I’m stuck on a particular segment of the book.  It’s about the heart, that beautiful piece of anatomy that keeps us alive and holds our emotions.  What does it mean to live with an open heart?

Did you notice that your heart can’t lie?  For me, my heart holds truth.  My mind, that’s another matter.  I am a master at justifying a decision or thought.  I can provide logic, relevant examples, scientific findings, you name it.  The more detail the better.   However, if I quiet my mind and run the event or decision past my heart, the truth of the matter is evident.  There can be no other argument.  The heart has final say and is always on target.

So, knowing how valuable the heart is as a tool in life, why would we ever close it?  Because it houses emotions and they are often extremely painful.  You know this to be true.  Some of life’s events are so gut wrenching.  The heart literally bleeds with pain and sorrow.  Other times, its joy and happiness we experience.  These emotions are just as strong, but they are positive. Whatever the event or situation, the feelings are originating from the heart.

For me, living with an open heart means allowing all this feeling to flow and not holding good feelings or denying bad ones.  Just being with the feelings, letting them take space, expand, explode, trickle down, whatever!  The more I try to hold or deny the feeling, the more cut off I am from my beautiful, truthful heart.  She’s my biggest ally in life.  She is a well to my deepest source of energy.   I’m grateful for the opportunity to practice living with my heart open each day.

How about you?  What does it mean to live with an open heart for you?  ♥

Timing is such an important part of life.  I think about this every time I miss a train by seconds.  You dash down the subway stairs only to find those doors slammed shut in your face!  There is always another train, but what might have been different in your day had you just made that connection?

I have had many examples of great timing in my life, both personally and professionally.  I specifically remember taking my first apartment in NYC.  I had just moved from Atlanta to New York.  I was suffering some serious culture shock!  I had been looking for apartments with no success.  I was scheduled to see another apartment after work on a summer night.  I remember standing at the top of the subway steps thinking that I did not want to go.  It was hot and stinky in the subway and I had worked a long stressful day.  For some reason, “divine timing”, I decided to get on the train.  I ended up getting this beautiful apartment through a series of serendipitous events that evening.  Living in that apartment would provide me with a great new circle of friends and a peaceful place to call home for many years.  The timing was divine!

There is a certain magic about the timing of events.  I like to think that timing is always right…

If you seem to be missing a lot of connections in life, whether personally or professionally, the universe might just be protecting you from the wrong connection.  It is your job to trust and keep moving forward without being discouraged.  The right connection is just around the corner and all you have to do is ENTER!  ♥

This a line from Lifetime, by the artist Maxwell.  He’s got the most soothing voice, honestly, he could sing the phone book and I would like it!  Every time I hear this song, that phrase catches my attention.  Love is not a fairy tale in a melody…

The words themselves are very beautiful, because they are so honest.  They speak directly to the concept a lot of us have that love is a fairy tale.  Most of us are raised reading fairy tales as bed time stories.  There is always a prince charming or princess of some kind.  There is usually a tragedy involved, and some how the prince comes to rescue the princess.  All the while, there are birds chirping and flowers blooming, amidst a sweet melody in the background.  It’s no wonder our concept of love is sorely tested when it actually appears in our real life.

Real life love is lot more rigorous and it requires an effort.  It comes in disguise and often times is discovered, rather than just apparent.  It has shadows and dark places that push boundaries.  It makes you weak and strong at the same time.  Living a life in love is probably the hardest job any of us will ever have, but it’s so worth it….  Love is the greatest gift we can give or receive,  just like the words of a beautiful melody. ♥

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