You Are So Powerful

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Hello, you can’t see my face, but if you did you would see that I am offering you the most caring and warm-hearted smile. It’s been a tough year. People are naturally more lonely when they are separated from loved ones. The separation causes a weakening of the spirit, which is why solitary confinement is used as a form of punishment in the prison system. But, I digress, the fact of the matter is, that people have lost their sense of power, and that is no laughing matter. When peoples independence is gone and others are making major decisions for them they eventually become more child-like, more receptive to taking orders without asking questions. That said, I am here to remind you today, that you are far more than a mindless teddy bear that can be dragged around this way or that. You are a powerful person. Did you know that Quantum Physics has proven without a doubt that everything is made up of energy? It’s a fact. Everything we see, taste or touch is actually energy which is vibrating at different frequencies in complex series. The very ground we stand on only appears solid, but in fact, is not. And as Nikola Tesla, an acclaimed inventor, electrical engineer, mechanical engineer and futurist, once said, “If you want to understand the Universe, think of energy, frequency, and vibration.” But, please, don’t take my word for it, or even Nikola Tesla’s,  do your own research and look into the discoveries of Quantum Physics. Put on a hat though, because it will blow your hair back!

As energetic beings, we have the capability of influencing each other through our emotions, because even our emotions are energetic frequencies. Did you know that quite often we unwittingly mirror the emotions of others? Think of the impatient driver who slams on his horn because you didn’t jet forward on the green light fast enough to get out of his way— your initial response to his blaring is probably hostile. But what if it wasn’t your own hostility you were feeling? What if it was the other drivers? Most of us interact with other people completely unaware that there is a much deeper level of energetic interaction happening during every exchange we have. Often it goes unnoticed because we are bogged down by our learned perceptions of the physical world. Many of us live our entire lives without understanding the incredible link between the physical and nonphysical aspects of ourselves, and yet, if we know what we are looking for there are many examples of energetic connection. For instance, have you ever thought of a friend you haven’t talked to in months and then out of the blue that same day they call? That is no coincidence. Consider the idea that your thoughts are simply energy transmitted the same way radio waves operate, you broadcast a thought to your friend and then they subconsciously receive your energetic message which inspires them to call. Amazing right?

The advantage to becoming aware that we are energy at our essence instead of simply physical creatures is that we can begin to affect our lives in an intentional way by focusing our thoughts (energetic frequencies). You can improve your relationships and career by concentrating on what you want to bring into your life instead of what you do not want. By intentionally bringing high vibrational emotions to the surface like joy, hope, awe, forgiveness, amusement and love, you can change the shape of your day and eventually your whole life for the better. On the other hand, if you get caught up in the  darker emotions such as sadness, loneliness, jealousy, self-criticism, anger and fear, you will soon find yourself instantly drained and depressed. Sadly, the biggest mistake we make these days is starting out our morning with a dismal dose of foreboding headlines. I mean, let’s face it, the majority of the news is purposefully designed to use alarming headlines to catch peoples attention. And once again I say, your energy goes where your intention flows. Perception is the key. How do you see the world? The news wants you to believe Canada has been utterly infested with a disease, but the number of people that have tested positive for the dreaded virus since January 1/20 to November 28/20, is only 364, 810 people out of a population of 37,742,154 Canadians. That’s less than 1% of our countries population, and those were cases, not deaths. We have so much to be grateful for, the virus isn’t near as deadly as they predicted. Anyone under the age of sixty-nine has a 99% survival rate. Isn’t that a positive outcome?

It should be, but good news is rarely a headline story. As I mentioned, most of our news is bleak and as a result the majority of the population have been paralyzed into a state of fear and have become completely apathetic.  Peoples hearts have gone dark. And our bleak winter season offers only shadows of a land gone to sleep, with biting winds and freezing temperatures that chill us to the bone. So, now, not only do we have a lack of warmth outside but we find it inside wherever we go. The required social distancing and masks have separated us from other human beings, and I don’t know about you, but for me, wherever I go, all I see are masked faces with downcast eyes. My heart hurts. I miss exchanging a smile with a stranger and experiencing the joyful burst of connection it brings. The truth is, we are all part of something bigger than ourselves, we are part of a community, we thrive on connection and it’s time to break our apathetic bonds. Healing and immune boosting is greatly enhanced through touch and presence.

The fact is, most of us are kindly people with good intentions. We don’t want to make anyone sick. We want to follow the rules, and be well-liked and accepted. Often we will even put aside the truth so we can fit into a group. This is clearly shown in these two short scientific experiments, The Asch Experiment, and  Social Conformity- Brain Games.   Personally, I found those video’s uncomfortable to view, especially the one with in the waiting room. Would I actually stand up to the sound of a bell in an empty room? I don’t know. So, here’s where I am going with this, maybe you are okay with all the government imposed virus rules and regulations. That is absolutely 100% your choice. Individual choice is necessary in a free society. However, if you happen to feel called to protest these restrictions, then I encourage you to become a leader through noncompliance, it only takes one person to begin a movement, as shown in this short video, First Follower. The reason I suggest noncompliance as a protest, is because it’s time we looked at the other side of the coin. We now know who the most vulnerable are to this virus and we can protect them. Now, we must consider the consequences the lockdowns have incurred, such as delayed diagnoses of deadly diseases and delayed treatments of those illnesses, and the drastic rise in depression, suicides and drug overdoses. And there is yet to consider the utterly dismal financial disaster this has been for many small business and others who have lost their main source of income. The whole picture needs to be looked at, and I am not the only voice suggesting this, please read or simply glance through, The Great Barrington Declaration and The World Doctors Alliance statement.

Much gratitude to you for reading my words of care and concern, I hope you find the time each and every day to bathe in the warmth of bright emotions. Whether you agree with anything I have rambled on about or not, I hope we can agree to keep our hearts lifted and not fall into despair. Change for the better simply requires us to place our attention on what we want instead of what we don’t want. For instance, if you don’t want to get sick focus on being well, try not to focus on not wanting to get sick— there is a difference. May your inner light lead you into a brighter future.

Butt It’s Valentines Day, I Heart You

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Piazza Novona, Rome, relatively near to the events that sparked the creation of Valentines Day. In the spirit of love and attraction I gift to you this photo displaying all sorts of suggestive symbolism. Sit back, take a close look, and allow your imagination to run wild, like a horse that’s been spooked by a flying tarp. Photo by Heinz Klier on Pexels.com

Well, my friends of the heart, February 14th, has arrived. That’s right, the gushy, lovey-dovey celebration is here, regardless of whether we want it or not. It enters into our lives either like a ghost in the night, or a yodelling yelp of expectation. Let’s face it, this is a day of jumbled reactions. Some people will excitedly profess their love to a potential mate or current partner, and some people will offer death glares to paired up lovers in the street. While still, others will play the feline, pretending nothing is happening at all.

Despite the diversity of our feelings about the designated day of love, I’m sure you most of you know, the biggest winner on Valentine’s Day is the retailer. Hence, some of the biggest losers will be, the inconsiderate sods that neglected to buy a gift for their expectant partner. If you’re not sure how your significant other feels about the Hallmark holiday, here’s a little hint, if there is glitter on their lips and in their eyes, you should probably pick something up. God knows it’s easy enough to find a little something when all the stores are thrusting their heart-shaped wares in your face like an ageing stripper looking for tips.

As you can probably tell, I have become a Valentine’s Day skeptic. For the past four years, I have asked my thoughtful hubby not to participate in the Valentine’s Day scheme. I have literally said, “I don’t need anything for Valentine’s Day, don’t buy into the fake holiday and spend half a day’s wages on a card, and chocolates. I’m good. I already know you love me, I don’t need a damn card to tell me that.” Seriously. Spending ten dollars on a card that costs seventy-five cents to make causes me heart palpitations. Hmmm, the heart palpitations?  Maybe that’s why he continues to buy me cards.

But like I said earlier, it’s not only the price of cards that creates the extra squeeze on my blood pump. It’s the other items of adoration, like the chocolates. Please, please, listen to me, my bearded bedfellow, don’t buy the elegantly dressed up chocolates in a heart-shaped box for twenty dollars. It’s a rip-off! When you open up the frilly cardboard creation, there will only be a dozen itty-bitty sweets in that box. Even at the very thought, I feel my heartbeat suddenly chugging at top speed like a train about to fly off the tracks. “Dear husband, if you are utterly resolved to ply me with chocolate to express your affection, then for the love of all that’s penny-pinching, go to Costco. There you will find the products to deliver unto me, a serious supply of decadent treats.” He will hesitate at this, and I encourage him further. “Listen, honey, if you absolutely need the heart logo to display your devotion to me, then, by all means, use your handy dandy red permanent marker and inscribe the cosmic symbol for love on the container. I would be charmed by that effort. Plus, on the upside, the enormous bag of treats will feed both of us, and our children, and our children’s children and the future generations to come.”

Now, allow me to state once again, my grudge against Valentine’s Day, is not intrinsically against the event itself, but the retailers cashing in on the opportunity to sell junk for jacked up prices, just like politicians making promises at election time. It’s damn expensive. So, in the spirit of finding some meaning in this day that comes around once a year, I choose to dig up the roots of the February 14th tradition. Lo and behold, after a bit of finger flexing and a strong internet connection, I excavated a truth, or rather, a supposed truth.

Long, long ago, in the ancient times of Rome, there ruled an Emperor nicknamed Claudius the Cruel. We can infer from his handy dandy moniker, that Claudius the Cruel wasn’t precisely the empathetic humanitarian you would choose for a leader.  He was ferociously dominant, and during his rule, was knee-deep in a plethora of bloody battles. The warring tyrant used-up soldiers as casually as one would swat away flies. Eventually, there was a noticeable decline in the number of volunteers enlisting in his army, after all, what man wants to mean less than an insect? The arrogant ruler presumed it was the men’s affection for their wives and families that prevented potential recruits from joining his legions. Therefore he banned the practice of marriage and engagements in Rome.  What a Dic… tator.

Soon, all of Rome’s lovers were seeking cold showers. And then, as an answer to many hardened  prayers, along came Valentine of Terni, a Roman Catholic priest. He took one look at the quivering lovesick young people of Rome and made a decision. He defied Claudius the Cruel’s ban against marriages and performed ceremonies in secretive circumstances. Unfortunately, the ruler discovered Valentine’s defiance and arrested him. The cold showers ran once more, and the Roman Catholic priest, Valentine, was sentenced to death. On February 14, 270 AD, the tender-hearted man, Father Valentine, was beaten, stoned and then beheaded.

Consequently, the priest was granted sainthood for providing the blessings of marriage, done in the spirit of love. And that, my friends, is why we celebrate Saint Valentine’s Day. My opinion has changed. I have a new respect for the remembrance of February 14th, a fellow human sacrificed himself in the spirit of love and connection. My heart warms with honour and appreciation for Saint Valentine’s sacrifice. I will still refuse all the retail gifts today, but I’ll gratefully accept love and give plenty in return.