My friend Ahmee wrote this freedom rampage.  I thought it was Abraham’s, that’s how good it is.  Half way through are my additions to the rampage.

I am free to walk this world in peace.

I am free to think nice thoughts about me.

I am free to step into who I know I am.

I am free to eat lightly and powerfully.

I am free to take good care of myself.

I am free to ALLOW ALL OTHERS.

I am free to NOT get all  “up into it, whatever it is, at the moment”.

I am free to be happy, wow.

I am free to think the best of me.

I am FREE to think the BEST of everyone else.

I am free to be a pure beam of me.

I am free to literally not care what others think of me.

I am free to know what pleases me.

I am free to know what I know.

I am free to be strong.

I am free to be clear.

I am free to feel whole wholesome welcomed and GOOD.

I am free to love in the BEST sense of what the word means to me…and a big part of that is allow allow allow.

I am free to start a new journey at ANY moment I choose!

I am free to choose!

I am free to feel safe secure and friendly, to myself and others.

I am free to step up to the plate and choose who I want to be in any moment.

I am free to reach for alignment, no matter where I am!

I am FREE to remember its just a blip on the radar screen.

I am FREE to lighten up.

I am free to look upon myself with ABSOLUTE understanding and compassion.

I AM FREE TO BE UNAFRAID.

I love free.

I love feeling free.

I love knowing I can open to it.

I loved writing this.

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I love free, too!

I love remembering that love is waiting at the end of every road.  How freeing is that?!

I love remembering it’s just a chapter it’s not the whole story.  I can grok a little more freedom in that.

I love the moment of dropping the armor of being in control and then letting myself just relax and allow something greater to take over on my behalf.  It feels SO freeing.

I love believing that everything always works out for me in the end.

I love knowing that only good lies before me.

I love nudging my fearful self with that little question: What if I could?

I love believing in miracles and knowing they happen every single day to every one of us. I type this now and send it across the world in a matter of seconds.  That’s a miracle.

I love letting myself have freedom today.

I love choices.  I love that I can choose on the side of fear or on the side of faith.

I love being tender with myself when I lean on the side of fear.

I love asking myself: what would love do right now?

I love asking myself: what if it’s all alright?  What if I am alright?  What if we all are?

And lastly – I love the freedom that comes from the ridiculous.  So one final word of wisdom, don’t be concerned if you have not reached this level of wicky-wacky wisdom.  It’s fairly high on the enlightenment level to truly attain this, but give it a try (tongue in cheek humor here):

“A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.”  Now this is the secret to freedom and happiness that trumps all others.  The children know the joy and freedom in nonsense.  Beneath the layers of life and living, WE are those children.

While out visiting family in Pennsylvania, I found a great store with a huge purse collection and decided it was time for a new purse.  There was much deliberation, read — I was in there forever.  These things do take consideration. It’s practically a marriage, albeit a temporary one, purchasing a new purse.   Finally I settled on one.  It was smaller than what I had been using but so adoreable I just had to have it.  I convinced myself I didn’t need everything that was in my current purse.  Little did I recognize at the time just how much I would have to downsize with this new, small “adoreable” purse.

As I was downsizing and sorting piles of keep this and don’t keep this, I came across an old collection of what I affectionately call “well being cards”.   Those of you who have followed this blog since forever have read a couple of posts related to well being cards.  I was surprised to realize I had been collecting a version of well being cards since my days of trekking over to the Kripula yoga center in the late 90s.  Anyway, my point and I do have one, is this one card I found — it’s Abraham and it really got my attention, it was a keeper for sure.  It reads:

“Focus on what you are flowing instead of what is being flowed to you.”

Later in the week, I had an issue with a relative.  I dubbed her a “taker”.  Since it was me having the issue with her and she’s a taker in my mind, then what does that make me?  A victim.

So now I’ve got my panties in a wad over this and I’m never content to stay there.  I pondered where do I go from here?  Should I make a list of her positive aspects?  Oh no, in that moment, I was so far from being able to genuinely list any positive aspects about her.  That’s when I remembered the quote.  Focus on what you are flowing instead of what is being flowed to you.  The moment I remembered and practiced it, it brought me instant relief.  It led me back to my center.

Reacting to the stuff of life, people and situations is what my teacher calls “too much with the world”.  Too much with the world is a highly reactive stance.  It’s the proverbial blade of grass blowing which ever way the wind blows.  It knocks me off balance every time I allow myself to be too much with the world.  It’s living life from the outside in instead of living it from the inside out.

A reactive response to the world is to give my power away.  Focusing on what I am flowing over what is being flowed to me is an empowering stance.  It is to pull back and reclaim my power.  And so that’s what I practiced.  Then it was easy to see her positive aspects.  I didn’t however, have to sit down and make myself list her positive traits.  It just flowed naturally, once I practiced focusing on what I was flowing.

My husband was upset about something today.  Bless his heart, he doesn’t listen to Abraham or read any of the metaphysical stuff I do but he is always open to it.  I told him about the quote and how I applied it, he also found instant relief.

Remembering a recent quote I posted here from a Carlos Castaneda book: “Before you choose a path, ask yourself if the path has heart.  If it does, it will go well.  If it doesn’t, you’ll destroy it, to start again.”  Living life from the inside out is my path to personal freedom and most definitely a path that has heart.

for my sister, amy callan

there’s some part of me
that won’t be contained

she rises up while I sleep
skips down the hallway

floats down stairs
and slips out the door

she lives a life unknown to me
hasn’t learned a thing since grade school
couldn’t tell you the time of day or night

but she knows a life well lived
she dances on tables
her hair is never in place

and if you ask her the key to a happy life
she’ll tell you:

fling the doors wide open
on the fire that burns inside you

©heartsdeesire

What we take to be real is that which we believe is true in our world.  It’s the paint that we apply on our canvas, the clay we mold with, what we identify with.  Often they are identity, I am, statements.  I’m not good at that.  I am tired.  Say it often and you lend agreement to it, you give your consent to it.  State it enough times and you own it.  You effectively marry that version of you.

It’s a good reminder to keep handy, any time you find yourself feeling out of sorts about something to ask yourself – what am I taking to be real right now?  It’s a little way of snapping ourselves out of the story of our own making.  Once you see what you are taking to be real, you can then ask: do I really know this to be true?   Nearly always the answer to that question is – no, I don’t absolutely know this to be true.

With two simple questions you begin to wake up to the dream you are dreaming, the script you are writing, the picture you are painting and from this vantage point you get to choose differently.

Isn’t that such a relief to know?  It’s so simple that it’s easy to forget yet practice it long enough and it will become a welcome habit.

You find yourself on a street you’ve never
walked, in the town you grew up in
and came back to. The street is a ribbon
on a gift you’ve never opened. You walk the street
and a waft of jasmine fills you, a white cat
crosses your path, and from an open window
you hear the sound of a violin. Garlic
is in the air, and you think of the dish
in your favorite restaurant that you’ve wanted to try
but end up ordering spaghetti.
You go to the restaurant and take a seat
on the other side of the room, by the window,
and order Faraona arrosto al limone. It’s wonderful!
Now you know you’re on to something.
You stroll to your favorite bookstore and find
the poet you keep hearing about
but haven’t read. You buy the book.
You’re a blind man finding Braille. She leads you
through streets you’ve never walked, feeds you words
that taste fresh, full of garlic. You
find yourself. All of a sudden you’ve bungee jumped
into a new life, you want to free fall
with nothing holding you back. You’re ready to walk
that mountain loop you’d always thought too long.
You’re free of something you didn’t know
had a hold of you, like a ghost
you’ve lived with and just found, the haunting over.

~Robert Funge~
what have you lost?
Poems Selected by Naomi Shihab Nye

He has a couple of points I would like to comment on:

1.  live on purpose

whenever possible let yourself plunge into life

2.  it’s a lie to think that you are not good enough

never ever let yourself believe that you are not good enough, become a champion of yourself and you will never hold regret.

You must look into the face of vulnerability to find joy. You cannot find a joy unless you accept vulnerability. Even the gods know vulnerability—and that is why they live. And because I have known vulnerability, I am still alive.

I give you then all the peace and joy that you can hold. But you cannot hold peace and joy like a stone in your hand. For it goes through you and out into others. You need know—you need know nothing—you need know nothing in intellectual terms…

And so peace and joy be with you in all days.

Now I bless you, but the blessings must come from yourselves. The real blessings must come from yourselves.

You must realize that you are one with All That Is, and within you is the only one who can give blessings, and you must be willing to accept the blessing that only you can give, and the joy that only you can give to yourselves and to one another.

There should never be a word in any language that means repentance.

There should only be a word that means, “I bless,” for when you bless you do not need to repent. And when you accept a blessing, you do not need to repent. For when you realize how to accept a blessing, there is nothing to repent.

Love of All That Is requires simply that you become open as air, for when you are open as air then the joy of All That Is flows through you indiscriminately, and there is nothing to repent. You only need repentance when you do not know joy.

For within joy and within All That Is there is only glory that is only consciousness and song.

There is only blessedness.

When you berate yourself for your sins, then you do not realize what joy is.

And All That Is is consciousness and joy.

Do you berate a flower that has one crooked stem? So in your selves, know spontaneity. And in spontaneity you will find joy. Spontaneity has its own discipline. You do not need to enforce discipline upon it. You need not enforce discipline upon it.

Pretend that the bony tissue of your skulls does not exist. And let the energy of All That Is flow through you as indiscriminately as clouds through the skies. Do not say, “I will accept this and I will deny this.” The knowledge that is within yourselves knows. You do not have to fear the spontaneous.

You do not need to fear that if you allow yourselves freedom you will travel into evil ways. Conscious restraints can lead you into avenues of denial.

But the inner selves, knowing their position within All That Is, do not fear denial.

What appears to you as evil is a result of your own ignorance.

There is purpose in all things.

In your spontaneity then, never forget the sacred uniqueness of a shadow upon a road, the shape of a leaf, the stain upon a coffee cup—in these simple things find a hint of your own uniqueness and travel beyond them—and ignore conscious restraint that would bind you. Let the inner intuitive sense speak for it is the inner voice, and the magic that unites you has no need of conscious words…

Seth~Jane Roberts
February 25, 1969, ESP Class session (excerpt)

This water is love, the source of all being.  It is freedom and power, unrelenting, unending.  It overcomes all barriers which lie before it through its unending flow.  But yet its pressure is gentle.  For the rocks over which it flows, it is soothing and purifying.  For that which dwells within it and on the banks along the side, it is a life giver, flowing and gentle.  And yet, when it is thwarted, as with the dam, it prevails through its unrelenting nature.

There is nothing that you can do, nothing you can fail to do, that will keep love from you.  There is no blame you can place upon yourself that will stop the flow of love in your life.  Love is the blood that flows in your veins, the breath that goes in and out of your body.  Love is an essential part of who you are.  It cannot be stopped.  It cannot be overcome.  And even if it is forced underground for a time, still it flows and will again be made visible in your life.

You are blameless before this love.  You are not judged and found wanting.  You, exactly as you are right now, are deeply loved, are a part of love, are made of love eternal.  You breathe and it flows.  You live and it flows.  You are love.

The life-giving source is within you and it is the foundation of your freedom.  The more you allow yourself to become one with the flow of love, the more freedom you will experience in your life.  The more you give it away, the more it will flow in to fill you.  The more you acknowledge its presence within you, the more you will flow and glow with love and freedom, going so deeply into the holy center of love that you finally see and know and feel who you are:  a shining beacon of love and light in human form, as holy and free as anyone who has ever walked the earth and ever will.  You–yes, you–are the ultimate expression of love.

The rocks of fear may pile up around you and in front of you, but you are not those rocks.  You are the flowing stream of love and you will prevail over the barriers and watch them crumble and tumble before you.  Such is your power, the power of love.

~Quado, as channeled by Carrie Hart

And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom

~Anais Nin~