Archive for January, 2009


I have often heard it said: take time to smell the roses.  Take time is an
interesting phrase, isn’t it?  As if we could take it, steal it, lose it or the many
other things we associate with “time”.

And actually I digress because what I really want to talk about is not the roses
and not time but ordinary miracles.  I would like to fill my day with more moments
of recognizing ordinary miracles.  Yes they can be smelled yet also touched, seen,
heard, witnessed, enjoyed and reveled in.

I want to celebrate ordinary miracles.  The breath that is breathing me right now, door
knobs and door ways to thresholds to new possibilities to warmed skin, a warmed
home.  Wagging tails, purring bodies of fur and my daughter calling me “Momma”.
Tips of fingers flying across a keyboard, the miracle of touch.  And this avenue through
which I communicate and explore new ways to be in relationship with the world, with
*you*, the reader.  The spoken word, language and its many artful avenues.

Yes, today I want to indulge and frolic in moving consciously through moment upon
moment of countless, eternally expanding ordinary miracles!  This world is literally
overflowing and brimming with them.  Oh, what a joy to really know this to be true!

Love to all, Bethie

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As we are about to inaugurate our next President, it feels like the dawning
of a new era in America.  This is a time so full of hope and promise and
optimism.  So as we step into the dawning of this new era, it seems fitting
what Quado/Carrrie Hart, has written below.

“The time for isolation is past. The time to stand together and create
new ways of being and responding is here. And these new times require
that you stand with others, that you listen to each other, that you
support each other, that you join hands and step out into the unknown.

And this, of course, requires faith. You will need faith in your own
truth, in the inner voice that urges you to walk into uncharted
territory. And then you will need courage to do what you are urged to do.

And so, do not complain about the state of the economy or what you
believe are closing doors. The opposite is true. The doors and
windows are blowing open all around you. You have never lived in such
a state of open opportunity. But these are not the old opportunities
and you do not meet them in the old ways.

Instead, when you walk through the new doors that are opening, you
will find yourself standing out in the middle of an open field of
possibility, your eyes blinking from the dazzling light. And
gradually, as your eyes adjust, you will see others standing in the
field with you, also blinking in the light. And then, you will
gradually make your way to each other, reach out your hands and join
your energies together, sharing your dreams and your talents, the
wonder and glory that you are. And gradually, a new dream will form,
a new pool of talent will emerge and you will begin to see what can be
formed of the raw stuff of possibility.

You are the creator and this is your world, your canvas, your clay.
Reach up into the air and grab the atoms and begin to shape them,
begin to shape the matter into new forms.

Have courage. Have faith. Do not ask why and do not ask to see the
future. Ask only for a deep clarity in this moment. Then do as your
heart bids.

Be brave, dear heart, be brave and clear. The world is yours to form.”
Copyright © 2005-8 http://www.carriehart.com

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If I would tell you two things to remember about this beautifully poetic song, it would be: we are never broken … that means you … you are never broken … and … in the end, only kindness matters

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we’re all OK
And not to worry because worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won’t be made useless
I won’t be made idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
We are never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It did not steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it was not ever after
And we will fight, but not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what’s right
‘Cause where there’s a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
We are never broken
‘Cause in the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
They are not yours, they are my own
And we are never broken
no, no, no
We are never broken
‘Cause we are, yeah
God’s eyes
God’s heart
We are God’s eyes
We are God’s hands
We are God’s heart
We are God’s hands
We Are

Hands by Jewel from the Album Spirit
[literal transcription of live performance]

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I watched the Oprah show “Spirituality 101” today and took down some highlights:

crisis means crossroads

in every crisis there is the end of the world as we’ve known it

it is a threshold for something much bigger in your life than you’ve ever imagined

let the old die because the new is going to be even better than you can imagine

if this situation were to last for a long time what quality would you have to birth to have peace of mind

That last one is my favorite: if this situation were to last for a long time what quality would you have to *birth* to have peace of mind?  It shifts the focus from what is to what can be, from pain to possibilities.  And if it’s a given, as Abraham says, that contrast propels expansion – then who must I now become?  Who will I be – who will now emerge out of this contrast?  It’s not something that can be answered at the level of the mind or figuring it out.  Somewhere in the spaces of stillness perhaps the answer lies.

Love, Bethie

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This is Isabella, our dog.  Affectionately nicknamed Issie.

Isabella has a message for you:

2008-10-08-at-11-48-00-version-2when the going gets tough, the tough get going…

nah, that’s not the message she barks.

This is the message:

when the going gets tough

the tough lay down


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I want you to do something. I want you to deal with this for the following week:
`This is my world, and in my world I am good.´ And I want you to apply that to
your lives. I want you to write what it means to you and how it can change your
lives if you realize it thoroughly. In your own lives, in your own world, you are
good. And, if you are good, and if you believe you are good, what changes might
you make? How might your attitude be altered?
Seth (ESP Class, 11-21-72)

I pulled this section out of a much longer explanation that Seth gives to the
question: why do people kill each other, why is there war?  I think I see what
Seth is saying here that peace must begin with me.  And what is inner peace
but to align with your own inherent goodness.

It must be then that if I am looking through a lens that says the world is
sometimes not a safe place it is because I am sometimes not a safe place.  And
I say that because it seems I am willing to still give myself to the belief that
I am not good enough in some ways.  During happier times, this voice seems
very quiet but other times, especially during “contrast-y” times it feels like
thunder rolling through me.  I realize that if I don’t see myself as good, if
I’m not at peace, if I am not a safe place, then how can anything in my world
reflect that.

I want to live right here and now, as if I and everything is intrinisically good.
I know deep down I truly believe this.  I just have practiced it’s opposite and
when the contrast hits the fan, everything like it seems to rise to the surface.
Well why is that?  Maybe it’s a call to heal this once and for all.  Maybe it’s
a call to really *consciously* question what I am willing to give myself to?  Am I
willing to give myself to my goodness, am I willing to give myself to I am a good,
safe and peaceful place?  Because that is who I really am and I do know this to
be true.

Now, am I willing to live what I know to be the truth, as truth?

Love, Bethie

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I wake up in the morning and I consciously create my day the way I want it to happen. Now sometimes, because my mind is examining all the things that I need to get done, it takes me a little bit to settle down and get to the point of where I’m actually intentionally creating my day. But here’s the thing: When I create my day and out of nowhere little things happen that are so unexplainable, I know that they are the process or the result of my creation. And the more I do that, the more I build a neural net in my brain that I accept that that’s possible. (This) gives me the power and the incentive to do it the next day.

So if we’re consciously designing our destiny, and if we’re consciously from a spiritual standpoint throwing in with the idea that our thoughts can affect our reality or affect our life — because reality equals life — then I have this little pact that I have when I create my day. I say, I’m taking this time to create my day and I’m infecting the quantum field. Now if (it) is in fact the observer’s watching me the whole time that I’m doing this and there is a spiritual aspect to myself, then show me a sign today that you paid attention to any one of these things that I created, and bring them in a way that I won’t expect, so I’m as surprised at my ability to be able to experience these things. And make it so that I have no doubt that it’s come from you, and so I live my life, in a sense, all day long thinking about being a genius or thinking about being the glory and the power of God or thinking about being unconditional love.

I’ll use living as a genius, for example. And as I do that during parts of the day, I’ll have thoughts that are so amazing, that cause a chill in my physical body, that have come from nowhere. But then I remember that that thought has an associated energy that’s produced an effect in my physical body. Now that’s a subjective experience, but the truth is is that I don’t think that unless I was creating my day to have unlimited thought, that that thought would come.

Dr. Joe Dispenza in What the BLEEP Do We Know!?

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