Chris and I for some reason have been watching a lot of movies or TV shows where the main question is: What if you died earlier than your expected life expectancy? Okay... I'll fess up. We actually watch one too many apocalyptic plot lines where aliens invade, or zombies munch on your brains, or that giant meteorite strikes and all humanity as you know it evaporates into cosmic air. The beauty of all these less-than-positive-agendas is that all of a sudden, the fog that so densely sits in our lives miraculously lifts and our priorities and core of our higher self just shines. Funny how impending doom can clarify your purpose on Experiment Earth but thirteen years in the public education system and five years in the post secondary education system does squat. If anything, your poor human suit comes out of the educational cleaners freshly confused. Well as I acquire each new skill set from the trial and errors of life I have stumbled to the realization that the following popular mantras in life are... well bullshit.
IF YOU WORK HARD, YOU CAN ACHIEVE ANYTHING.
Uggg... I'm really tired of hearing this one. I have been in so many situations where I have seen slackers with the right type of connections achieve more than people that "work hard." This statement is degrading to all the honest people in the world that sacrifice their happiness because of this fallacy. Yes they do achieve something but the pressure of achieving anything is just a giant fall from grace and into the pit of depression. My parents have an unrelenting work ethic and they have persevered through some really tough shit because of this. The average first world country whiner would break down three minutes in if they had to walk the path my parents did. Coming from a third world war torn country, my parents are major kick ass, gritty homies that can can draw blood from a stone and still have enough energy to brag about it. They have done some amazing things but not because they worked hard. They have done some amazing things because they focused on what they had instead of focusing on what they didn't have. To them, they loved the freedom to create their life so they were so appreciative of their blessings. They were so in awe of their life that it never actually felt like hard work. If you work your ass off, feel like you're getting no where and are miserable then I have pivotal news for you. The delusion that you will achieve your happiness will not come. Do yourself a favor, abort "Mission No Where" and adopt another strategy otherwise you will be forever resentful because of this giant lie.
LIFE IS FAIR.
Anyone that has mastered potty training can tell you that life is not fair. Life is a duality. As humans we entered this duality to experience and authenticate our knowledge. To do this we create really eff-ed up situations prior to re-incarnating and we all play pre-determined roles of good versus evil. In the bigger picture this is perfect. In the limited human brain picture this is a whole lotta S&M and messed. Before you slipped on the human suit, you wrote your perfect script and really, the only free will in play is how you perceive the unfolding of events. I would even argue one further and even say perhaps our "perception" is also pre-determined otherwise we would not have the right players in the right roles. So what does that mean? Do you just sit like a rock in the current and let the river of life take you where you are meant to be? No. What this means is that you should spend more time appreciating the present moment. Stop worrying about the future because most likely it won't be what you envisioned. Stop regretting your past because you can't do anything about it. Understand the balance of peace and violence. Know in your heart that light comes from darkness. Realize that unconditional love comes from raging hate. Roll with the flow and when life feels so hard, remember the therapeutic strength of water and just let it flow with least resistance. Don't worry, karma rebalances everything.
FINDING YOUR SOUL MATE WILL COMPLETE YOU.
Have you ever noticed that happy people are happy regardless if they have a partner or not? That's because real, sustaining love is not actually from another person. Real love comes from yourself and for yourself. This is easier to say than do. If you truly love yourself, you would never dishonor yourself by subjecting yourself to poor treatment. Think of yourself like an inner child. Would you let that beautiful, perfect inner child of yours drown in a toxic environment, or eat crap or stay in abusive relationships or think negative thoughts about herself? No! So why do so many people talk so poorly of themselves? Believe it or not, your biggest struggle in life is finding that unconditional love for yourself. See the above paragraph about taking the bad with the good and roll with it.
So the common denominator in all the apocalyptic plot lines that Chris and I watch is that if your life is very short here, ironically you actually would start living. You would screw work... and screw people (pun intended). You would let all the people in your life that meant something to you, know how much they truly meant to you. You would really appreciate the sunrise and the sunset. You would let love triumph over fear and hate because it's just not worth it. You would see that every soul is connected to you and therefore perfectly beautiful. You would see the Light right before the Dark.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Extra (Ordinary)
I like my cosmic cheaters. Sometimes life happens and you feel so disconnected that you step outside yourself and wonder why the eff you decided it was a good idea to reincarnate. I mean my upstairs team are sitting perpetually beautiful on fluffy clouds, eating Philly cream cheese and always positively glowing because they know they won't gain a pound. Let's not forget the nice perk of manifestation where they can create things out of thin air just by thinking of it. And I'm stuck here... usually in the presence of morons and trudging through lessons after lessons with my limited human brain and my low metabolism of a human suit. On my "poor me" days I find pleasure in shaking my fist at the air, wildly waving in a grand gesture and screaming, "Okay I am done playing simple-cell human. Come beam me up Scotty." During those maniac states I find it inspirational that my upstairs team intervenes before I re-enact the definition of postal on the dumber parts of humanity.
I was feeling out of orbit with my Universal mojo so I scheduled a reading with my talented psychic Annar. If you don't know already, Annar is what I lovingly call a cosmic cheater. Cosmic cheaters access information that you have contractually agreed to forget when you decided joining the Earth Experiment appeared to be a fun proposal. She is a talented intuitive and I have seen her three times over the last decade. She is so in demand that when you call to book an appointment you have to wait three months until you can actually see her. This time, I decided to sweet talk Chris into coming with me because when it comes to all things weird, he has mainly been sitting on the sidelines of the action. If this is my partner in crime, I figured he might as well jump into the fire.
As soon as I walk through her door she starts interrogating, "Who's pregnant?" I haven't even put down my purse. I confirm her accuracy and let her know that my sister Stephanie is due in October. She looks at me all weird and asks, "Are you sure you're not?" I ignore the scary thought and move into her office where she sits us down. Chris and I fiddle with the iPad to digitally record the reading as I find it helpful to review the abundance of information thrown at us at later time when the mind is more quiet. Annar sits down and appears exasperated, "Wow, you brought a lot of people here with you." I was confused because I only brought Chris. Yes normally it's just me, but honestly bringing one other person is hardly "a lot of people." She points to the air above her, crosses her arms ands says, "No, like... there are a lot of Spirits that want to talk to you." It turns out Spirits just hang out with me.
Annar does her usual thing and starts bombarding us with information. Mid way she stops and says, "Oh Elaine is here." I glance nervously at Chris. Elaine is Chris' grandmother who passed away from cancer about 20 years ago. Chris was very close to her and since I'm married to him, she has "popped" into all my readings with Annar. I guess when the communication lines are open, the upstairs team are eager to share their information with you. Annar yells at Elaine for actually interrupting the reading but she delivers a simple message of "Hello" and that she would like us to put some color in the new Spotted Frog. Our five year anniversary of our company is this year and one of the things we were playing with was re-branding our logo to something unexpected... like using the color purple instead of the green we currently have. Our company is actually named after Grandma Elaine. My mother in law and business partner has always seen frogs as her lucky sign because when her mother (Grandma Elaine) was alive she collected frogs. How beautiful was it that Grandma Elaine approved of our color re-branding. Annar laughs and tells Chris that Grandma Elaine is hilarious which Chris already knew. When she was alive, she had a lot of fire in her belly. I can feel that Chris is getting a little choked up with his favorite Grandma's visit.
Annar then tells us another Spirit is here. She asks if I know of an Audrey and did she die of ovarian cancer. My eyes dilate, my heart beats faster and I eek out a soft "yes". Annar is struggling to deliver the message. She then tells me that Audrey is giving me a logo and it's white wings. I look at Annar in total confusion. "What do you mean she's giving me a logo?" When Audrey was alive she gave loads of things, including many unsolicited hilarious opinions but logo trading was not an activity we partook in. Annar tries to explain herself more clearly, "She's giving you a sign... ummm... it's white... wings?" My heart, which has already skipped multiple beats at hearing Audrey's name officially jumped out of my chest cavity. The night before Audrey passed away I had dreamt that I helped her put on her Angel wings. If you missed my blog post on it, here it is again for reference: http://thebookofhuong.blogspot.ca/2012/07/rip-audrey.html. I am visibly shaken and electricity just starts shooting up through my spine. Annar clarifies the sign and says, "Audrey wants you to know that when you see a white butterfly" it means it's her.
The rest of the hour flies by. Annar confirms that Kaiya sees things the human eyes don't pick up. She predicts that Kaiya will be a challenge to parent but it will be worth the grey hairs and AA meetings because she'll become a doctor. Tai will be a very popular young man and won't have any problems with the ladies. She sees that my brother in law Jeff will reach his prime as he enters the golden age of his thirties and we'll watch him on TV in the Olympics because of his mad athletic abilities. She rambles on that Lairay has found his match. She mentions that my sister will have a baby girl named Maya. The reading is filled with messages for my friends.
At the end of it all I ask her what my grand purpose of my life is. She tells me it's to live a life of love. That simple phrase resonated so deeply that it occurred to me that I already knew that... I just needed my upstairs team to remind me.
I was feeling out of orbit with my Universal mojo so I scheduled a reading with my talented psychic Annar. If you don't know already, Annar is what I lovingly call a cosmic cheater. Cosmic cheaters access information that you have contractually agreed to forget when you decided joining the Earth Experiment appeared to be a fun proposal. She is a talented intuitive and I have seen her three times over the last decade. She is so in demand that when you call to book an appointment you have to wait three months until you can actually see her. This time, I decided to sweet talk Chris into coming with me because when it comes to all things weird, he has mainly been sitting on the sidelines of the action. If this is my partner in crime, I figured he might as well jump into the fire.
As soon as I walk through her door she starts interrogating, "Who's pregnant?" I haven't even put down my purse. I confirm her accuracy and let her know that my sister Stephanie is due in October. She looks at me all weird and asks, "Are you sure you're not?" I ignore the scary thought and move into her office where she sits us down. Chris and I fiddle with the iPad to digitally record the reading as I find it helpful to review the abundance of information thrown at us at later time when the mind is more quiet. Annar sits down and appears exasperated, "Wow, you brought a lot of people here with you." I was confused because I only brought Chris. Yes normally it's just me, but honestly bringing one other person is hardly "a lot of people." She points to the air above her, crosses her arms ands says, "No, like... there are a lot of Spirits that want to talk to you." It turns out Spirits just hang out with me.
Annar does her usual thing and starts bombarding us with information. Mid way she stops and says, "Oh Elaine is here." I glance nervously at Chris. Elaine is Chris' grandmother who passed away from cancer about 20 years ago. Chris was very close to her and since I'm married to him, she has "popped" into all my readings with Annar. I guess when the communication lines are open, the upstairs team are eager to share their information with you. Annar yells at Elaine for actually interrupting the reading but she delivers a simple message of "Hello" and that she would like us to put some color in the new Spotted Frog. Our five year anniversary of our company is this year and one of the things we were playing with was re-branding our logo to something unexpected... like using the color purple instead of the green we currently have. Our company is actually named after Grandma Elaine. My mother in law and business partner has always seen frogs as her lucky sign because when her mother (Grandma Elaine) was alive she collected frogs. How beautiful was it that Grandma Elaine approved of our color re-branding. Annar laughs and tells Chris that Grandma Elaine is hilarious which Chris already knew. When she was alive, she had a lot of fire in her belly. I can feel that Chris is getting a little choked up with his favorite Grandma's visit.
Annar then tells us another Spirit is here. She asks if I know of an Audrey and did she die of ovarian cancer. My eyes dilate, my heart beats faster and I eek out a soft "yes". Annar is struggling to deliver the message. She then tells me that Audrey is giving me a logo and it's white wings. I look at Annar in total confusion. "What do you mean she's giving me a logo?" When Audrey was alive she gave loads of things, including many unsolicited hilarious opinions but logo trading was not an activity we partook in. Annar tries to explain herself more clearly, "She's giving you a sign... ummm... it's white... wings?" My heart, which has already skipped multiple beats at hearing Audrey's name officially jumped out of my chest cavity. The night before Audrey passed away I had dreamt that I helped her put on her Angel wings. If you missed my blog post on it, here it is again for reference: http://thebookofhuong.blogspot.ca/2012/07/rip-audrey.html. I am visibly shaken and electricity just starts shooting up through my spine. Annar clarifies the sign and says, "Audrey wants you to know that when you see a white butterfly" it means it's her.
The rest of the hour flies by. Annar confirms that Kaiya sees things the human eyes don't pick up. She predicts that Kaiya will be a challenge to parent but it will be worth the grey hairs and AA meetings because she'll become a doctor. Tai will be a very popular young man and won't have any problems with the ladies. She sees that my brother in law Jeff will reach his prime as he enters the golden age of his thirties and we'll watch him on TV in the Olympics because of his mad athletic abilities. She rambles on that Lairay has found his match. She mentions that my sister will have a baby girl named Maya. The reading is filled with messages for my friends.
At the end of it all I ask her what my grand purpose of my life is. She tells me it's to live a life of love. That simple phrase resonated so deeply that it occurred to me that I already knew that... I just needed my upstairs team to remind me.
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