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When our hearts are breaking, for a million different reasons…

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In these wild times, how do we stay peaceful. . . and faith-filled? 🕊 

There are many scary things and loud people out there grabbing for our attention, and many inner fears and beliefs derailing our positive in-tentions. It’s easy to be left feeling fractured, frizzled and frantic.  

If we let our mind spin in it’s worry-state, though, we’re trusting only our small scared self to figure it all out. Alone. No wonder it’s overwhelming! We’re stuck circling our issues, in a very limited space. 

“Worry is prayer that we pray to ourselves instead of to God.” ~Chris Smith

Do we more often dabble in doubt or the divine?✨ 

There’s an area of our brain called the reticular activating system – RAS. It’s job is to edit out endless daily data that bombards us. The RAS allows into our conscious mind what we’re interested in, what we believe in etc. It edits out what doesn’t confirm our belief systems (BS,) or contradicts the labels and identities we may have carried since childhood. Our “stories” may be so dang convincing to us that we think of them as reality. 🌠

Ever bought a car you’d rarely seen, in a color you thought was different? Then you get out on the road and that exact car is everywhere. The car had always been around, but your RAS never picked up on it until you put it on your radar. 

This isn’t woo-woo-ery. It’s science.

If we stay focused on the problem, on what’s “wrong,” the RAS is blind to the good stuff. 

What we believe about our life is what we keep seeing, and then we keep believing, and thus, we keep recreating. “Reality” is the outer representation of our inner beliefs.

Our RAS isn’t programed for right or wrong, it’s wired according to our focus. It’s a tool – a neutral search engine – scanning for evidence of our expectations. So if I reaffirm, “I didn’t do enough today,” “I’m overwhelmed,” “The world is broken,” “money corrupts,” etc… I’ll see the “proof.” Our RAS acts like a prayer to the universe and keeps regurgitating evidence of our beliefs. They have been “real” for us, but that doesn’t mean they have to stay that way.

As soon as I shift my attention to the ‘simple’ things that are going smoothly, I’ll notice more of those. It helps me stay connected, grateful, hopeful, productive. And in that place, my heart and soul have more influence and power in my life, and beyond.  

Sometimes we stick to being “right” about the things that actually feel “wrong” – like “I’m too old,” “Murphy’s Law,” “the cup is half empty,” “I don’t have enough _______.” Being ‘right’ about negative beliefs is a familiar prison. The suffering is what we’ve known, and staying in it might seem safer than change. Humans want to feel loved, accepted and ‘right’ in the eyes of our herd. Being “wrong” means feeling bad, unacceptable and rejected by the herd.  

I saw this angel cloud on Wayne Dyer’s birthday. A self-portrait, no doubt 🏞

Step away from the dysfunctional pasture. 

If we point a helpless finger outward at the cow pies, political parties, president, culture, corporations, violence, losses, health, gender, appearances, past, parents, or partner, for letting us down, we’ll endlessly spin outside ourselves. Our mind will feel crazed and ungrounded because our leverage doesn’t exist out there.

But going within, to harness our light, might also means facing our shadowy stuff, and that can be a scary deterrent. 

Inside is where our vulnerability and fears are waiting to be witnessed – they’re our little lost kids – they’re hurting, wounded, raging, distrusting, defiant, powerless and pitching a hissy fit. They haven’t felt heard. Life knocked the wind out of their sails, and laughed in their face. Getting their hopes up means they could be dashed, again. Disappointment is terrifying. They’ll stop us from trying again, for our own protection.

So when we give our RAS more hope-filled focus, like imagining a peaceful world, a united government, a happier career, better health, relationships, finances, or a new adventure, guess what happens? 

Old beliefs surface, dragging their miserable movie reels from our past. 

Emotions boil up. It can be embarrassing to our “adult” self. But just let the little kid FEEL, and let the resistance and grief surface. It diffuses the voltage. It gives us a chance to feel compassion for our younger selves, and to question the manure we keep stepping in. 

Notice the old lies. Wipe the overdue tears. And smile. It’s been a long poopy path.

It takes courage to FEEL – it also births more courage.

Take a deep and satisfying breath in, right now. Ground yourself and allow Source, God and the angels, to flood your senses. Fill the emptiness. Empty the worry. Let Mother Nature envelope and breathe with you. Let your soul light pour in. Expand your rays, like the mini-sun that you are. 

When I’m feeling overwhelmed, I’m giving my attention to what’s “wrong” and judging it, them or me. As I remember to shift my focus inward, breathe my energy back home to my heart and body, I can relax (or cry, if needed.) Then I have room to hold the larger light of Spirit.

If we broaden our awareness each day, by imagining the radiant bubble of light within and around us, expanding – we create a bigger playground. In that vastness, our heart opens. Or maybe our heart opens us to the vastness. Either way, our worries become smaller, after a few deep breaths, and one envisioning, several times a day.

We can invite in the Divine, even while we’re driving, walking in a parking lot, or waiting in line. Our attention, imagination, feelings and thoughts direct the Light energy that we are (which inspires our actions.) Our daily focus is a priceless power tool – the more we practice, the deeper the habit grows.

Tell new good-feeling stories about your life. Turn the past crap into fertilizer for the future. Let the fresh air of truth blow in.

Point your prayers in uplifting directions.  

Go for that walk, admire the sky, relax in the sun, cuddle with a pet, climb that mountain, do something new, read a good book, love your body, send healing to the globe, doodle, celebrate the signs, meditate, make a smoothie, do some spring cleaning, sit in the boundlessness. Marvel at it all.

The simple stuff … saves us.

May our hearts be broken open, in appreciation, for all that’s been given. 🎉 

Keep looking in, with awareness, keep looking out, in awe, and life will keep looking up. 💕

with lotsa love,

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You Can Heal Your Life Summit begins tomorrow, May 4th! 🌈 
It’s Hay House’s biggest Summit of the year — celebrating Louise Hay’s legacy of love, healing and empowerment 🌟🌿✨ 

🍿 The FREE Summit includes 78 of the world’s best speakers, teachers and healers, including Louise Hay, Esther Hicks, Wayne W. Dyer, Christiane Northrup, Anthony William the Medical Medium, Dr. Gabrielle Bernstein, Gregg Braden, Dr. Joe Dispenza and many more. 

When you sign up free, you’ll get four special lesson previews including Louise Hay’s full “You Can Heal Your Life” MOVIE, chronicling her journey from lifelong trauma and illness to healing, self-love and abundance. It’s very inspiring! 🎉

🌍 I watch every year 🎊 Register here and soak up the soul-support! 🌈💫

Welcome 2019🌟

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Hi Messengers of Light🌟
If deep down, Love is who we are and where we come from, do we dare dream we can create more goodness this year? This time? When doubt and hard feelings close our heart, and we stop the loving (of ourselves, others, circumstances, etc…) it’s not the world that’s actually gone dark… it’s inside us. The anger, resistance and fear of what’s happening, is coming from our limited belief systems (BS) and past conditioning. Our first reaction to anything “bad” tends to be to point a finger at something outside us. But when we realize that the source of suffering is within us, that awareness allows the internal change. Our openness brings acceptance, accountability, healing, peace, self-love and the remembrance that we are One. We’re connected with every other flawed & forgetful human who has gotten it backward, in one way or another.

Although we’ve often doused our own flame (ignored, dismissed or otherwise diminished our value,) no external circumstance can ever put it out. We may not be able to change circumstances (or those rascals around us,) but we can definitely change what’s in us. It takes time and practice ~ but we have the power and authority to re-light our lamp. The times when we fear the darkness, and believe it’s a mistake, is when we’ve forgotten our soulshine, which never stops lighting the way. It never stops loving the way. So go ahead and shine in the darkness. Don’t believe in it’s gloom, because you have the power to light up the night. 🌟

❤ FYI, my coaching rate is still at $20/hour for new clients (or past clients, in a bind.) It’s a 65% – 75% savings off my hourly rate. This is one way I can make a difference in 2019. Pay it forward. Help raise our collective vibration. Surrender. Be the change. Embrace community and collaboration. 

To buy 4 sessions, go to the link, and use code 4sessions 
To buy 8 sessions, go to the link and use code 8sessions 
To buy 12 sessions, go to the link and use code 12sessions
To buy 16 sessions, go to the link and use code 16sessions
To buy 20 sessions, go to the link and use code 20sessions

One answer to healing our global soul-sickness is to heal our own wounds, first; then we have a brighter, clearer and enthusiastic vision to reach out and make broader changes.

If you’re looking for some super-soul support in 2019, to align with your spirit’s power, mission and vision… 

I’m here to help :)  

Cheers to a bright New Year! ❤
With lotsa love & endless light,

Financial Obstacles? 🌎 Waiting on the World to Change

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We, the mystical messengers, earthy-crunchy-creatives, rainbow warriors, wounded healers & divine feminine waker-uppers (we go by a myriad of tie-dye names,) have been working, wishing and waiting on the world to change. We’re giving our hearts to help that happen. But zoikes, it can be so discouraging 😭 

The past few weeks have tested my faith and resolve. I’ve been praying for more and more businesses, institutions, politicians, leaders and governments to step up and be a force for good. For unity. For all. To help soothe this aching world. But I’ve been feeling deflated, disempowered, disenfranchised. 

Sometimes it looks like we lack the resources, connections or clout to make a difference. To make a major contribution. To make sense of the senselessness. How do we “be the change we wish to see in the world”?

When we’re struggling or overwhelmed in our relationships, finances, careers, parenting, health, spiritual path or just remembering self-love-and-care, our festering fears can separate us. The answer to healing our collective soul-sickness is to heal our own wounds, first; then we have a brighter, clearer and enthusiastic vision to reach out and make broader changes.

In this divisive climate, we need each other more than ever. So. If you’re looking for some super-soul support in aligning with your spirit’s power, mission and vision…

I’m lowering my coaching rate to $20/hour for new clients (or past clients, in a bind.) The offer is open until my calendar is full, which may happen quickly. This is a 65% – 75% savings off my hourly rate.

Use the coupon codes below in your shopping cart:

To buy 4 sessions, go to the link, and use code 4sessions 
To buy 8 sessions, go to the link and use code 8sessions 
To buy 12 sessions, go to the link and use code 12sessions
To buy 16 sessions, go to the link and use code 16sessions
To buy 20 sessions, go to the link and use code 20sessions

This is one big way I can make a difference. Pay it forward. Help raise our collective vibration. Surrender. Be the change. Embrace community and collaboration. 

<– Here’s a screen shot of the enormous savings you’ll see in your shopping cart (pay with PayPal or a credit card at PayPal.)

This hourly price will only be available until slots are filled. Buy as many sessions as you’d like before the pricing ends. It will hold the low price AND your preferred day of the week and time slot.  

 The Divine Feminine is rising (in women and men, both.) She’s the loving energy that works in cooperation (instead of competition, cold business-as-usual, political insanity, corporate greed, arrogance, superiority, nationalism, racism, etc etc etc etc!!!)

Deep breath.

She’s the compassionate, creative, tender, nurturing, powerhouse Amazon within us. She’s the heart-centered healer. The protective mama bear. Our Great Gaia. Pachamama’s Holy Presence. She brings balance and courage. She holds hearts and quiets minds. She soothes the broken child within us. She births a new world. 

But. 

She’s been silenced for eons. Belittled. Dismissed. Assaulted. Abused. Oppressed. She. Needs. Support. She’s been struggling to the surface, to be heard, to be honored. The out-dated patriarchy is grasping and gasping for control. The conflict, the backsliding, the pain and wild resistance is mind-boggling and heart-wrenching.  

The crumbling current world order is s.c.a.r.y. I’ve been wringing my hands and heart trying to understand why people behave so deplorably. 

Those groups who have lacked political, electoral, or economic clout for thousands of years, see it in almost every industry. It is heartbreaking. Rosa Parks refused to give her bus seat to a white man … and with her courage, she started an entire movement toward civil rights. Sadly, we have not manifested that Dream, on many fronts. Yet.

The truth is that the world is both troubled AND beautiful. But focusing on the F.E.A.R. (false evidence appearing real) is to pitch our precious energy into the negativity, as if it’s more powerful than the Light. It is not. Dark is a lack of Light. That’s all.

Spreading our love, faith and courage into the haunted corners will illuminate what was never really there. This is not to say that you and I have not suffered at the hands of others, or that it wasn’t very REAL to us. But the Truer Reality is that we survived. We will Thrive, no matter what hatred or bullies are in the backrooms, boardrooms and battlefields. 

Our souls are unhurt-able.

Our most difficult task is not allowing the inner BS battlefield to overtake our alignment with our bigger purpose. Our Spirit. Peace. Hope. Family. Friends. The gorgeous earth that sustains us. The radiant, pulsing life all around us. We are not forsaken. 

Please don’t hang your head (for too long…) or let despair win. We need you. Embolden your heart. Live in Inspiration. Be brave. Give into wonder and joy. It’s our soul’s natural state. It’s the place where our power leads us onward and upward. Higher. Happier. No matter what wolves are at our door. 

How can you invest your values, talents and passions in a better life? Better relationships? Career? Creativity, health, parenting, self love, self-care? We all need support in uncovering the gifts that come as a result of any challenging times.

When I’m tempted to believe that the current strife means we are losing the *battle*, I remember that saving ourselves IS dissolving the bigger war. Cultivating inner peace is saving the world, one soul at a time, one courageously inspired act at a time. 

This is where I do my best work – helping clients to process tough emotions, uncover and release limiting beliefs, overcome challenging circumstances, follow the spiritual breadcrumbs and practice daily mindfulness. 

We dive deep while lightening up☀️

Partnering with me will bring new direction, motivation, vitality, energy and enthusiasm. As you practice seeing life from a higher perspective, you’ll more naturally connect with the beauty and power of the true you.

There’s no quick fix, but there is one power-packed ongoing practice ~ aligning with your rock-star soul and following its sacred call.

Where is it calling you? Let’s work together so you can enjoy the sacred mission you came to fulfill – to use your mighty Spirit to liberate yourself and your world. To empower your voice and your divine path. Don’t give up your seat on the bus. Your irreplaceable soul wants you to ignite your Light and keep on truckin’ toward your goals and dreams.

I am here to help! 

In super-soul support and solidarity,

singing, dancing, painting 

and howling at the moon 🌙

with you, 💕

P.S. Buy your sessions before they are filled ~

To buy 4 sessions, use code 4sessions 
To buy 8 sessions, use code 8sessions
To buy 12 sessions, use code 12sessions
To buy 16 sessions, use code 16sessions
To buy 20 sessions, use code 20sessions

P.P.S. Grab a tissue and watch these inspiring videos!

This young dance crew, The Lab, gives me hope! “Waiting on the World” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BY_lf0No-gk 

An epic dance/acrobatic group, Zucaroh, performing to “Baba Yetu” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z5vSo2pFZKA

Another emotional dance by The Lab to “Cold Water” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SlPjatViUFU

💫☀️

Leaving you with a beautiful poem from Jai-Jagdeesh

Day by day,

step by step,

we come into our power.

You are UNFATHOMABLY strong;

you know this, right?

There is absolutely NOTHING

you can’t do

when

your heart

your soul

and your mind

are working together.

A harmonic convergence,

a full embodiment;

a most BEAUTIFUL thing.

We get there

with age, with experience,

through inspiration…

and because of practices like these.

THANK YOU for your practice.

THANK YOU for showing up AS YOU.

More embodied every day,

every hour,

every minute.

I bow to your strength.

May you always use it

to change the world

for good.

~Jai-Jagdeesh

The Doggy Lama: Do Animals Reincarnate?

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 When my hubby Bill and I met, he had a very special dog named Fred. I fell in love with both of them.

Fred had so many endearing qualities – his yellow lab enthusiasm, his bloodhound flop-on-top-of-you adoration, his snugglyness (think eighty pound lap dog) and his adorable nibbles on Bill’s beard.

One of Freddy’s unfortunate habits was when he buried his bone (from the butcher) in the bed. If we forgot to close the bedroom door, he would take that messy bone and shove it down into the corner of the mattress frame.

Then, trying to thoroughly ‘hide’ it, he’d push his snout so hard that the tip of his nose would start to bleed. As he dragged his bloody nose from every angle, he left a dramatic red sunburst pattern across the white sheet, at the corner of the bed. A bloody artist.

And then there was the time he stole the plastic bag of stinky sour-bread starter and dragged it (leaking) around the entire apartment. That stuff dries like cement.

Through it all, Freddy helped us lighten up, laugh, and feel loved, as only our fur-family can do. Such deep and mysterious attachments are soulmate kinda material.

It makes their loss incredibly profound.

It was a week before Christmas, when Fred was hit by a car, and killed instantly. Bill and I were devastated. Heartbroken. Unhinged.

My one source of hope was believing and praying that someday, somehow, Freddy’s jubilant spirit would come back to us. My hubby wasn’t so sure.

That would change.

A year later, we were ready to adopt again. We searched around for weeks until we finally found a yellow Lab/Shepherd mix at a local shelter. By the time we got there, another woman had the puppy on her lap. Bill started pacing. I chewed my nails.

The woman asked the shelter volunteer, “Does this puppy play at all? He’s awfully lazy.” The volunteer answered, “He was very frisky with his sister not long ago.” (The sister had been adopted just before we arrived.) “Well, he has zero personality now. Is he going to be big? I live in a small apartment,” the woman whined. Bill jumped in: “Take a look at those paws. He’s gonna be BIG.”

Fifteen agonizing minutes tick-tocked by. The puppy was oddly placid.

“Well if you aren’t sure,” the volunteer told the woman, “let these folks hold him – they came specifically to see that puppy.” HIGH FIVE!

As the volunteer handed the puppy to Bill, the pup sprang to life, wriggling, waggling and then nibbling on Bill’s beard. Aw! When Bill put him on the floor, he scampered away and then circled back and sat right between Bill’s legs. The volunteer was very impressed. “Sometimes the animals pick the owners. He sure picked you.”

We named him Norman. He turned into a 95 lb. blond shepherd, with cute speckled tan polka dots on his white paws.

About six months later, Bill brought home a butcher bone and gave it to Norm. As we were cooking dinner, I put his dog food down. When he didn’t appear, I went looking. I peeked into our bedroom.

“Bill! Come quick!”

There, in the corner of our bed, was Freddy’s bloody sunburst pattern. We stared in astonishment.

Bill laughed out loud, “I guess dogs do get recycled!” 

Time flew by. When our sons joined the family, Norm was their devoted gentle giant, a daily cornerstone of unconditional love.

When he passed away of old age, our hearts were demolished, once again. Bill believed he would never get over the loss.

That would change.

A few months after Norm left our world, we began the search. I showed Bill all kinds of online puppy pictures at local shelters – Bill wasn’t moved by any. Until.

      This one photo (below) creamed our hearts. 

The shelter was two hours away, but there was something about this puppy, in a litter of nine, that felt like Norm. But how will we know?

The adoption day was so big that we had to stand in line. We watched as, one by one, that litter of nine yellow Lab/Rottweiler pups dwindled down to one. By the time it was our turn to look, there was one puppy left and he was the dude in the photo. Yahoo!

As Bill held him, I saw it – one white paw with speckled tan polka dots. Norm!? As my older son and I stood in line with the new pup, waiting to buy some toys, I was still unsure.

I silently asked my guardian angels for another sign that this puppy was the one.

An older woman, ahead of us in line, was talking to the cashier when all of the sudden she yells out into the store, “Norman?! Did you find the birdseed?”

My son and I did a double take at the woman and then stared wide-eyed at each other.

Welcome Home Norm!

Merlin, aka Fred/Norm, is now 7 years old. I like to believe that, in one form or another, he is family forever. He’ll go on giving his daily dose of love. Happy to be alive. Reminding us of the purity and power of living in the present. When we can enjoy the ‘simple’ NOW, then the next moment starts looking pretty awesome, too. And we end up taking a brief, but vital, vacay from our worries.

And while we have responsibilities to tend to, there’s no reason we can’t pause for a moment, and live by their example. Unfettered by the future. Unattached to the past. Following our next breathe to a deeper peace and appreciation of everyday life. That sunny spot on the carpet. Those tasty tootsie rolls in the cat litter.

Montana photo by Joslin Fields

These fur-balls forgive us our sins (as we forgive theirs.) They pay no mind to our superficial distractions, fears and flaws. They don’t long to be leaner, stronger or prettier. They don’t need the coolest device, car, cash or perfect mate. They don’t judge gender, religion, race, appearance or smelly pits (that may even be a bonus.)

They accept what is, without regret, and they feel ecstatic just to be alive. Sniff the breeze. Go for a walk. Or rest in your holy presence.

Compared to us, they need very little, and they appreciate a whole lot. They save us from ourselves with their depth of love, loyalty, life, and uninhibited being-ness. If we mess-up, they don’t love us any less. They never question if we’re good enough.

And when they stare into our eyes – the love hormone, oxytocin – is released into our blood stream. And theirs. Fur free.

So go totally insane with joy. Over anything. Be your own oxytocin dispenser. We may not have everything we think we need, but we can be happy anyway, just like they are.

This earth is filled with creatures who increase our capacity for connection. Wonder. Joy. Just have a laugh at an animal video. Cuddle your cat. “Wag more Bark less.” Be pawsitive. Smile at an ordinary day. It all lets the love stream in. And out. Right where you are. Just as you are.  

It’s easy peasy doggy sneezy.

with lotsa love & thanks (to fur friends, far and wide,)

and to us, their hilarious, hapless humans,

XO Julie