California–Letting The Dream Go

I remember my second visit to California, I was 18 years old and loving this place!  Near the end of my trip, I read some graffiti on a freeway overpass, “Tourists GO HOME”!  I remember feeling really bad when I read it, almost like I had been personally attacked.

I couldn’t understand how someone would want me to go home.  I thought to myself, “gosh if I lived here, I would want to meet all the people that came from all over the world to visit”.  That’s just how I am, I love finding out about people.

I’m still the same way all these years later, if I meet somebody new I want to know all about them.  I’ve lived in this state for 20 years now and I feel as if I was born here.  I wasn’t born here, but I did live here when I was a baby and I feel as if California is in my bones.  I love this place, it is so magnificent!

Where else can you go to the beach then take a 2 to 5 hour drive and be in the mountains with snow?  Everywhere I go here, I feel at home.

California!  I’ve been up and down the coast and everywhere I go is total bliss.  It really is no wonder that people want to visit here, let alone move here.  If you knew what we had to endure in Michigan, you would have a heart and be okay with us being here.  While it is true, there are lots of people and cars, how can you blame them all?  This a a gorgeous place!

I remember one of the women at the gym complaining about all the cars flooding from the valley to go to the beach.  She said, “vals, go home, we don’t want you here”.  It’s funny, I thought to myself, she moved here from Ontario Canada–who is she to talk?  Vals are the people who live in the San Fernando Valley.  It is a good 15-25 degrees hotter than on the beach.  Gosh, they deserve to enjoy the beach.  I can see it from both sides, though.  When I spend most of my time up and down the coast because I work in Malibu and live in Brentwood, there can be a huge amount of traffic in the summer months because of everyone flooding to the beach.  It’s all good though, we’re just enjoying where we get to live and play!

I enjoy where I live and play every day.  Today, as I drove the stretch of PCH that takes me to my long time place of work, The Malibu Gym, I marveled at the beauty of Point Dume’ in the distance.  Honestly, I don’t think there has been one day in the 20 years I’ve been driving that coast that I haven’t been in awe of the sight of it when I see it.  I do wonder, how is it possible to love a place so much?

The month of June, 2011 marked 20 years of living in California.  From the age of 10, I spent 20 years dreaming of living in California.  Some might say it became everything I focused upon.  The DJ in the college cafeteria only had to see me and know that it was time to play my song, “California Dreamin”.  Class after class of teaching, I always ended in the relaxed visualizing mode and saw myself here, happy and vibrant!  Then, after years of postponing my move either because of school or a job or a boyfriend,  I made it happen.  I had dreamed and visualized and listened and dreamed some more and then I moved to California.  I had no car, no job, no place to live–I just had to be here once and for all.

So many dreams came true for me.  I live the lifestyle I lived when I lived in Michigan.  I lived it in my own little world there because my environment didn’t really support it.  Today, I am surrounded by health food stores, healthy restaurants,  nature abounding everywhere I turn, near perfect weather, people I adore and so much more!

I love the life I’ve created.  I ride my bike, I hike the trails, practice yoga at my choice of a plethora of studios.  I live in a neighborhood that simply must be one of the prettiest in the country.  Abundance surrounds me in every direction I turn.  I am worthy of it all because I brought it to life with my visions and my strong desire.

Now, after 20 years of fully embracing and loving this place, I had the thought of letting it go.  Let it go and move onto something different.  I am open to that.  Montana seems to be pulsing in my radar these days.  Colorado is another place calling to me although the thought of the Winter months don’t really appeal to me.   Hawaii could work for me.  Or, I could stay here and just keep living it in the blissful fashion I’ve carved out for myself.

The feeling I had, though, when I let go of the need to be here and the need to stay here was so freeing.   By letting go, we simply surrender to either something better or keeping that which we have.  It was obvious I had been clinging to being here.  I could feel such a total sense of freedom when I just let go.

Who knows what tomorrow will bring? ”I am open to everything and attached to nothing”.  That sounds like a good plan.  I heard Dr. Wayne Dyer say it many years ago and until you experience it in one area of life, you won’t really know how good it feels.  I am feeling this way in several areas of life and it feels like a dream–as  good as the California dream I had all those years ago!

STREET Smarts–Detroit Taught Me Well

Today,  I am feeling very appreciative of my mom and the freedom she graced upon her kids.  She gave us so much space and exposed us to more than the average person, I’m sure of it now.

When I was a young girl, we would go and visit my Grandma and Grandpa in the Cass Corridor.  The Cass Corridor is where the riots broke out in the heart of Detroit in 1963.  It was a real raw city, indeed.  My Grandpa would walk us to the park downtown where we would feed the pigeons.  He was in a very sick phase of his life, and there were many times that he would have to lay down on the side of the street and take a nap.

My sister, Valorie,  and I were about 8 and 10 years old.  We would just sort of linger there while grandpa napped.  We were harassed by all sorts of people.  We learned the subtle art of knowing when to speak and when not to pay any attention.  There is a huge difference.   If you look someone in the eye that should not be looked in the eye, you learn quickly what you did wrong.  When you ignore someone that you should have spoken to, you learn quickly what you should have done.  Trust me, it’s a big deal.

Most of the people I know are afraid of going to areas that seem unsafe.  Quite frankly, most people just don’t go.  When I was  a teenager and driving, I would drive my friends to downtown Detroit.  There were some amazing ethnic festivals at The Hart Plaza down on the riverfront.   Talk about a place to party and meet people from all over the metropolitan area, this was it.  If my friend’s parents knew they were down there, they would have thrown a fit!

To me, being downtown was not a big deal and it was not dangerous.  My Mom worked downtown all of my young years, my Grandparents lived downtown, and it was part of my world.   If you aren’t exposed to the diversity at a young age, when will you be?  That, I believe, is the problem with most people who are filled with fear about going to certain neighborhoods.  If they’ve never had any experience carrying themselves down a city street, you’d better believe they’re going to show it.  Body language and posture is everything.  If you have no confidence, it will show and you will be an easy victim if anyone were interested.

Just the other day, I was in an area that I would not necessarily  choose to go to.  I had bought a Living Social deal and I wasn’t sure of the area it was in.  Sure enough, as I drove toward the address, things weren’t looking all that fabulous.  It was a run down neighborhood and the people were definitely diverse and,  in the words of Jerry Seinfeld, “not that there’s anything wrong with that”.

I had a voucher and it expired TODAY.  Since I was juice fasting, I was going to get my full supply for the day and take them to go–all juice.  As I handed the cashier my voucher to pay, he announced that it was dine in only.  Shoot, I had no choice so I decided to sit there and drink a couple hours away.  I needed my computer which was back my car.  I walked to my car, which incidently had my bicycle on top of it, and grabbed my laptop.  My EX would NEVER approve of leaving my bike on my bike rack unattended for over 2 hours.  To me, I just trusted that it was fine.

There were people of all sorts out there.  Some in their yard, some on the street, some lingering in the old garage business on the corner. They were diverse and it did feel like I was on the streets of Detroit from my childhood.  The beautiful thing, though, was that  they were not at all offended by my presence.  The tough chick walking by was one of those you just don’t engage.  The older woman, who seemed a bit out of sorts and maybe a little intoxicated,  was pleasant and a simple smile worked with her.

I decided that my bike would be fine on top of my car.  The people here were not interested in my bike.  I left my car parked a block away and headed back into the restaurant.

All I can say is, I am so appreciative of my upbringing and the example my mom set for me.  I appreciate her for exposing me to all the neighborhoods, not just the suburbs.  Fear just wasn’t present in my body when I was out there.  All was well.

I guess if you are already an adult and you  weren’t prepared to navigate in such neighborhoods, you probably should stay out of bounds until you learn the art of posture.  Or, come with me and you’ll be fine.  All is well and it’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood–wherever it is!

Lessons In Time

My mom will be 80 years old this year.  Anyone who knows my mom, knows she is one strong woman.  She had to be!  As a single parent with 4 kids, she had to be strong and responsible.  She never missed a beat.

It’s no surprise that us Jeter women are all very strong, assertive, and independent, we learned from the best!  Lately though, I’ve found myself wanting to be a bit less assertive–somewhat more yielding and accepting.  A little bit of femininity can go a long way.

Women’s liberation was big when I was growing up.  I remember the Helen Reddy song,  “I Am Woman, …I am strong, I am invincible, I am woman!”  It seems like most of the women in my life have that strength.  Women seem to be very strong by nature–able to endure so much life experience.

What is my point?  Well, wouldn’t it be nice to lighten up a bit.  Wouldn’t it feel good to let go and just let things happen without always being in control, being right and being responsible?  This goes for all you moms out there too, whether you have a husband or are doing it all alone.   Sometimes it’s okay to let your man do the chores–even if he doesn’t do it quite the way you’re accustomed to (the right way),  just let go!  Sometimes it’s okay to let someone else do it the way they do it–not the way YOU do it!

I find myself withdrawing from the relationships in my life where women are trying to control everything. If it’s not done the way they want it done, then it doesn’t seem like a pleasant experience.  Sometimes I just want to just BE.  Some of my friends just want to control everything and honestly, it’s not fun to be controlled.

This is what brings my attention to this topic.  Perhaps I’ve been too controlling.  Perhaps I’ve been wanting to always be right.  Perhaps I am always looking for it to be a certain way.

All the lessons we learn out here are about ourselves but they’re through the others in our midst.  We are reflections of one another.

After all these years of living life, my mom is starting to let go.  As the years have gone on, I’ve noticed bit by bit a sense of letting go and just letting it be okay.  She stopped clinging to ideals or things or certain ways that it had to look a long time ago.  Most people who know my mom know her as a calm and beautiful presence.

My mom is who I want to be now.  Easy, calm, accepting, considerate, empathetic, and as a brilliant poet once wrote about her, “full of grace, when others would act a fool”.

Let it be known, I am letting it go and letting it flow.  Yes, there will be times that I forget and feel the intensity of my old ways trying to grip me and snap back in to control a situation.  I will simply notice, be aware, then let it go.  Go with the flow is feeling like a nice way to be.

Santa Monica Serendipity

Santa Monica was once the Mecca of Bodybuilding–or wait, maybe it was Venice.  These days, Santa Monica is the Mecca of Yoga Studios.  There are literally 6 studios within 5 blocks of each other.

As I wrote in a previous post, I was once a yoga whore.  Yoga whore,  meaning I never seemed to stay with one teacher, I jumped from class to class every week with no desire to be true to one teacher.

After many years, I found a teacher I practiced with every week and shared the time with a friend.  We loved our time together until our schedules changed and we were off on another  quest to find a place to fit in.

There are a some great teachers in Santa Monica–actually some of the best teachers in the Country make Santa Monica their home.  While they may be great teachers, most of them don’t have the quality of connecting with all their students.  It’s hard with a room FULL of students I’m sure, but as a student, it feels good to be seen and touched and known.

Just the other day, I was at a special event workshop.  I was in the restroom and I saw a face I recognized but wasn’t sure who or how I knew her.  I told her she looked familiar and asked her name, she then told me her name.  She was a “famous” teacher.   Most people when asked their name would reciprocate with, “what’s your name?”  No, not this teacher–she is more of a “celebrity” yoga instructor.  She had no desire to know my name.  She has grown comfortable in her status of the Santa Monica yoga scene!  To me, that’s so sad.

Finding a teacher that is warm and inviting is not always an easy task here in Santa Monica.  My friend and I couldn’t make it to our regular teacher’s class because of time constraints so we went to a new studio (at the time it was new, it’s a year old now), Yogaco.

That’s when, serendipitously,  we met the second teacher that made her way into our hearts, Jennifer Pastiloff.  We wanted to give the new yoga studio our business and we arrived and waited and waited and waited.  I wanted my friend to meet Aras and experience his class but we found out later he had been in the hospital with food poisoning.    The person at the desk told us, “Jennifer’s class is starting at 9 and her class is really cool.”

We had been wanting to find our female favorite but hadn’t had much luck.  What a pleasant surprise she was.

Jennifer is the kind of teacher I would be if I were teaching in a public setting.  She is approachable, warm, inspiring, real, playful, authentic, and she cares about who YOU are and what your name is!  I could go on but I will just say,  she is easy to be with.  Her spirit is so loving and giving and supportive.  Everyone who knows Jennifer absolutely adores her.  Her mother says, “that’s the way it has been her whole life, everybody loves her.”

When the time that she teaches works in my schedule, I’m in her class.  When I’m there, I know I can just BE.  There is no serious vibe going on…she encourages everyone to sing out if they feel the music and need to express it.  When I am there, in some bizarre way, the music she plays is perfect–just what I need that day.  Synchronicity!

There is so much about being in her class that appeals to me…I can let my inhibitions go and just BE.    Sometimes the music moves me so much,  I am teary eyed with joy and wonder.  Sometimes,  I am encouraged to go for a pose I had been too intimidated to try.  There is something so magical about getting past a block–the feeling is amazing and she is there to walk you through it.

The words she speaks are inspiring.  One of her greatest influences in life has been the teachings of Dr. Wayne Dyer.  We are like-minded in that regard,  if you haven’t heard any of Dr. Wayne Dyer’s teachings on the Public Television channel, get some of his CD’s–he is amazing!  Jennifer and I were fortunate enough to hear Dr. Dyer speak in Santa Monica last month.   Of course, we were able to manifest a photo with him!

Jennifer has hosted many workshops and retreats.  Recently I attended her Yoga and Manifestation Workshop.  It was a deeply profound experience full of epiphanies and breakthroughs.  She lives what she teaches and is more than happy to spend as much time as needed to help you “get it”.

Jennifer is someone you want to know.  She will go out of her way to support you in whatever you’re up to.  Her heart is as gold as it gets.  Go visit her class.  Be in her space, and introduce yourself, she cares who you are!

Yoga Twists and Turns

I’ve been practicing yoga in Santa Monica for 13 years.  I’ve considered myself a yoga whore for most of those years.  Yoga whore, meaning I just jump from one teacher to the next and never really stay with one teacher on a weekly basis. Except for a few months practicing with Scott and learning the Ashtanga 1^st series,  I haven’t really connected with too many teachers.  Scott moved away and I was back to my old ways.

The teachers that I return to all have something to offer me while I’m in class, but I never feel the desire to practice with 1 teacher on a week to week basis…until I met Travis Eliot.  Travis has a way with words and an amazing voice that seems to touch me on a soul level.  He has figured out the perfect balance between the physical and spiritual elements of yoga.  It really works for me.

There is poetry in motion when practicing with Travis.  His words blend and glide along effortlessly and it tends to rub off on his students.  At the end of class, people seem rung out like a dish towel–in a good way.  We just let it go and let it flow.  Yes, it’s challenging, but when you’ve made it through, the day seems to start anew.

Over a year ago, I shared my Travis experience with my friend Brigitte.  She was similar to me in the exact opposite way–she never went and tried new teachers.  When I invited her to come and check out Travis’ class,  I guess I  swayed her to step out of that box.  She loved it and we made it a weekly event.  Sometimes we were able to go twice a week.

Going to yoga with someone else opened my world up in so many ways.  I started to feel like I belonged in that space and Travis started looking forward to seeing us.  We brightened his morning and he was the centerpiece of our days together.  After class, we’d usually walk a block or two in the heart of Santa Monica and get a healthy smoothy or a gorgeous green drink.  Truly, these were blissful days!

Month after month this was our routine…until it wasn’t.  You know, life gets in the way and schedules change and that’s what happened to being able to go to yoga with a friend.  We couldn’t coordinate going to that class so we were on our own.  I went back to my old ways and bounced around from studio to studio.

This last Thursday we were able to go to Travis’ class after not being there for months.  As we entered the studio, we lit up when we saw his face.  And yes, his face lit up when he saw us enter!

I have noticed that change is inevitable and things can’t always stay the same.  It’s a bit of a challenge when something good comes to an end because we long for it and remember how good it once was.

The thrill is to be able to get it back–if only for a day here and there.  A memory is fine but being there again was Divine!  Thank you Travis,  thank you Brigitte, having you both there made my dreams complete!

Stay tuned for the next yoga story… while jumping in and out of classes that matched our schedules, we found the female version of Travis–someone we wanted to go back to over and over again.  It was a different time slot, of course, and it will be a story that stands alone–next time!

Latex Gloves and The Law

This is another one of my simple stories about the law of attraction.  I use it to describe how easy it is to make things happen.  The short and simple explanation is…desire, let go, and watch what happens.

I was going through my cupboard looking for my disposable latex gloves.  I couldn’t find any and remembered that I wanted to get some but hadn’t yet.  I thought to myself, “I need some latex gloves”.  I saw in my mind’s eye, a mound of latex gloves in my cupboard.

I went on with my evening.  The next morning, I was walking the dogs.  I decided to take a different road than I usually do.  I went up a small street and I wasn’t sure where it ended.

As I walked up the street, I noticed a large plastic bag sitting on the edge of driveway and the street.  It was 7am and it was Tuesday–garbage day.

As I got closer I looked into the bag and noticed it was full of disposable latex gloves.  I kept walking past the bag and thought to myself, “if I take the gloves from that spot, would it be stealing?”

I got to the end of the street and turned around, heading back toward the bag of gloves.  It was garbage day, they were on the edge of the driveway and the street so I made the decision to grab the gloves.  They were definitely there for me!!!  I figured some workmen must have left them and they would be thrown in the garbage anyway.

There!  I had the gloves I wanted and needed.  I had been wanting them the night before, but I let it go and went on with my night.  I didn’t NEED to run to the store and buy them right now.

This is a story I told one of my clients who is extremely suspicious of the principles of law of attraction.  Even he said, “wow, that’s pretty bizarre”.  His old response would have been,  “well that’s just a coincidence”!

The key is to want something without NEEDING it and when you aren’t  attached to getting it, it just shows up!  This is just a simple example but if we could apply it to the larger parts of life and what it is we want, life would flow with ease.

Once you start to notice how often we get what we think about, you will see how very powerful your thoughts are.

All Cooperative Components

My life has been so magical lately that I just want to keep on getting out in it and see what happens next.  Today was a really long day…a 3.5 hour mountain bike ride in the heat of the day, 2 hours in the car to and from the trail head and I still found myself wanting to get out there and do something.  Yes, I wanted a nap but honestly, I have been experiencing so much synchronicity that I just pushed through nap time and looked for more life to live.

When life starts to get in the groove and it seems like all cooperative components come together for your good, who wouldn’t want to squeeze more of that out of life?   Here is a recent story:

One of my long time (16 year) training clients is taking a cholesterol lowering medication.  I am not a fan of prescription medicine and this type of drug has many side effects.  I had given him a 3 part article on these effects so that he’d be aware and able to choose for himself.  I consider it my job to make sure he knows what I know and I try not to shove it down his throat but get him information which he can choose to do (or not do) something about.

On a Wednesday I had given him the articles to read then I saw him again on Saturday.  I had spontaneously sent him an email in the morning suggesting we take a hike instead of meeting at the gym as usual.  To my surprise, he accepted (he hasn’t wanted to hike for about a year).

As we were driving to our hiking location, he explained that he read all three articles and they scared him.  He looked into who wrote the articles and concluded that he wouldn’t trust their word.

He went to The Mayo Clinic site and got the information he wanted to hear…that they were safe and he didn’t need to supplement with CoQ10.  As he told me, I listened but accepted what he said.  I was just glad that I could do my part and I wasn’t attached to his decision to do (or not do) anything about it.  In the past, however, I would try to convince him every way I could.  This day, though, I just let go and released any attachment to his decision.

On our way back he needed to stop at the pharmacy to pick up a prescription for his wife.  I had never really talked to Raj,  the homeopathic pharmacist (and traditional pharmacist) that he always raved about,  so he was excited that I was along for the ride.  As he approached the counter, I browsed the isles and the different supplements they carried.  I saw the CoQ10 supplement we had just been talking about and held it up for him and said, “look Arnold, here it is”.  The pharmacy technician at the counter commented on what a great supplement that is…especially for people who are on cholesterol lowering medications.  Arnold said, “oh really, why is that”.  She explained all the technical details and I remained quiet…this was working out perfectly.

Then Arnold asked the pharmacist what he thought of the CoQ10 supplement…Raj agreed, “anyone who is taking a statin should take this, it is so important”.  “Why didn’t Dr. Bateman tell me about this”, Arnold implored?  The pharmacist explained that some doctors stick to their medical training only and don’t look into any alternative options.  In the end, Arnold bought the supplement and I was thrilled.

What was so synchronistic about this was how perfectly all the information I had given him was validated by a brilliant pharmacist that he whole heartedly trusted.  Had I not suggested us taking a hike instead of going to the gym we wouldn’t have been together in the pharmacy and I wouldn’t have picked up the CoQ10 to be our topic of discussion.  It was so fun to witness.   I didn’t have to be pushy at all…I simply supplied the information, was unattached to the outcome then all cooperative components came together for the good of all.

Another cool part of this story is how Arnold reacted.  Ordinarily, Arnold is such a skeptic regarding the premise of Law of Attraction and Synchronicity, but as we left the pharmacy he said, “you know Tara, that was all very synchronistic…had you not suggested the hike, we wouldn’t have been together to visit the pharmacy”.  I was thrilled that he saw it right away!

I am just loving how this attraction based world of ours works.  Sometimes all ya gotta do is LET GO!!!

In The Vortex

What happens when you lock your keys in the car?  Do you get stressed and mad or do you stay calm and know that there is an answer that may come without having to deal with calling AAA?

My friend and I had driven 45 minutes to ride a new trail in Malibu on our mountain bikes.  We were enjoying the morning, getting our bikes ready and our gear together when the wind blew my door shut.

Unfortunately, I had pressed the lock button and my car key was in my camelback which was on the front seat.  Hmmm, my trunk was still open though.  We looked and sure enough there was a latch that when depressed may open through to the back seat.

While my friend pushed and pressed and prodded, she could not get that trap door to open.  This was all after fishing through all the ingredients in my trunk.  I store lots in my trunk!  She asked me to help push so we both dove head first into my trunk while our butts were the only visible part of our bodies–we were pushing together and still to no avail.

I had to laugh, really hard. Here we were,  butts to the world,  and I imagined what it would be like if someone were to pull up on that scene!  We then called over two guys who were also in the process of getting on their bikes.  They tried as they might but also with no luck.  Even though the sun was beating down and we couldn’t just get on our bikes and ride because all my hydration was locked in my car, we laughed and just relaxed about our conundrum!  Somehow we just knew there was a way into the car without having to go through the drama of calling AAA.

As I sorted through the trunk gear hoping to find a wire hanger, I found a 6 pronged pants hanger made out of thick plastic.  I held it up and we both laughed because that certainly wouldn’t be maneuverable enough to open the lock from outside.  Well now wait a minute…I noticed each level clasped together and if it clasped together it must clasp apart.

I unclasped one of the rows and marched over to the passenger door which had the window cracked.  It was so darn easy, I stuck the plastic down the cracked window, pushed on the lock and it was open!

The moral of the story for me was…it is what it is and if you stress about it, that won’t help.  We were relaxed and having fun.  We both seemed to trust that there would be an answer and together with that mindset, we made what looked like a “no way” situation into a “not a problem” situation.

Lately, it seems like all cooperative components come to my rescue.  I like the way it feels to trust that everything will always work out.  Life is good and I just feel like getting out there and living it more fully!!!

What Story Are You Telling

“I have really bad balance”, “I have a really bad shoulder”, “My knees are bad”, “I have a degenerative disc”, “I can’t sleep at night”, “LA isn’t the place to meet a great guy”, “I keep meeting men who are players”, “I saw the x-rays, I have no padding left between my bones”. .. these are just a few of the stories I hear every day.  Almost everyone I know tells a story that limits them in one way or another.

I was in my yoga class today and I heard lots of stories.  Everybody had a reason why they couldn’t do this pose or that pose.  We do know how to tell stories about ourselves.   Telling those stories just keeps those limitations in business.  If we keep on telling the same old stories, we’re going to keep on getting the same old ailments.  It’s time to tell a new story, don’t you think?I was leading a hike and one of the women said her hip was bothering her, “you know, I’m getting old”.  That is a story I won’t be telling myself anytime soon or ever!  That story is so old and I’m not usually a good follower.

Did you know that your subconscious mind believes everything you say? As Ralph Waldo Emerson said, “Beware of what you want for you will get it”.  Our subconscious mind doesn’t know the difference between fact or fiction, it just believes.

That’s what he meant, be careful of what you tell yourself and what you tell others.  Do you want that to continue to be the case for you?  If so, keep on telling it like you see it or like you feel it.  We do have a choice but we need to catch ourselves telling the old stories.  Those stories are all over our lives.

How about…we tell a new story.  Tell the story how you want it to be.  Instead of, “I have really bad balance”, how about telling the story, “My balance is becoming more stable every day”.  Or instead of saying, “this town is almost impossible to meet a great guy in, they’re all players”, how about, “I know there are some really great guys out there, this is a really big town”.

Sure, you say, but what about those x-rays or that prognosis?  What about it?  There was a study done with people who needed to have knee surgery.  If you click on the link below, you’ll see the amazing results.  Even though some of the subjects were admitted, got the incision and told they had surgery, they didn’t have the surgery.  Yet, all of them reported their knees felt normal and were able to do all the activities they hadn’t been able to do before the surgery.  The key is, they believed they had the surgery and that was enough! ….www.youtube.com/watch?v=eGogJM24yRU

Catch yourself and catch your limiting thoughts and beliefs and statements.  Catching yourself will be the hardest part but you will be able to do it if you have any desire to create a reality that is desirable for you.

Awareness is where it begins.  You will hear yourself and want to turn it around.  Then, you’ll start to hear everybody else telling their own stories and it will get clearer and clearer why we are all so full of problems, we speak them into our world and then we keep them there by continuing to speak them.  Words are power.  Words and feelings affect your vibration.  According to the law of attraction, like attracts like.  Say it and feel it the way you want to see it and feel it. 

Even though this sounds so simplistic, it is really simple!  We seem to think everything has to be so hard when in fact, our lives could flow with ease but WE have to start flowing with ease.  We have to start BEING ease.  Once you begin to see that you are creating your reality by how you feel and what you say, you will pay attention to the words you choose to speak into existence.

Choose wisely and enjoy the outcome of those choices.  We have what we need here inside ourselves, we’ve been given the tools we need, we just need to use them in the way we were divinely designed!

I AM THAT!

Today I rode my bike on the road. Most people are full of fear for me when I tell them I’m riding my bike… “be careful out there, watch your back” is the usual response.    That was the warning a friend gave to me yesterday so I chose to ride my mountain bike instead—not as many cars.

Honestly, as much as I don’t want to admit it, those fears sometimes rub off on me.  Today, though, I missed Pacific Coast Highway.  I wanted to feel and smell the ocean air and see the coast in my face!  I rode from my house in Brentwood down Sunset Blvd to PCH and on into Malibu.  Tears fill my eyes as I write this, that’s how much I love this place, this life!

As I rode through Pacific Palisades on my way back to Brentwood, I was on a stretch of Sunset Blvd that I had been on hundreds of times before.  I lived in this town for 15 years so I was quite comfortable on it.  Even though there were cars all around me–cars parked on the street, cars coming up behind me, cars turning into driveways, and cars coming out of driveways, I was one with the flow.

For just a brief flicker—not even a moment—I thought about all the cars and the possibility of danger.  What overtook me from that flicker of fear was the feeling…I AM THIS ROAD. I AM Sunset Blvd.

It’s hard to put into words, but all possibility of  fear was stripped from me.  I had such a confidence, a knowing, that I was safe because I WAS the road.  I was simply part of the flow of the Universal Law of Life in and around me.  I was safe and secure because I Am that.  I’ve heard it said before, when you master something you become it.  Fear will almost always rob us of our strength, I chose to trust and know that all is well and everything is working out for me.