*YAWN* >STRETCH<

I feel a little like Rip Van Winkle.  I’ve been away from my beloved blog for a whole month.  Unlike Rip, I’ve been busy.  The truth is that I’m completely obsessed with pool.  Yeah, I mean billiards.  I dream of pool.  I can shoot drills over and over and over again for hours.  I set ‘em up, and I knock ‘em in.  And then I do it again.  And then I do it again.  Who has time to sit down and write?

Last week I got my first chance to play BCA League billiards as a substitute player.  I did pretty well considering it was my very first time in competition with highly skilled, veteran players.  The game was 9 ball.  Of the 8 matches I played, I won 4 and I lost 4.  I think I impressed a few people, including myself.  I’ll be playing again this Thursday; I think the game this week is blind draw scotch doubles.  This should be interesting.

This is the last week that the summer league people will be gathering.  The winter season begins on Nov. 5th, and I received word yesterday that I’ll be captain of a newly formed team.  I’ve only met one of my teammates so far; apparently there are 3 more members that I’ll be meeting soon.

This whole billiards thing has come about as a direct result of my alignment with the law of attraction. 

For the past 2 or 3 years I’ve been completely focused on studying and understanding the practical application of the law of attraction (LOA) and how it moves through my life, so that on May 1st when I took my beautiful wife on a date to a local sports bar to play pool, even in the moment that I was falling in love with those shiny little balls dancing on that field of green, the energy that creates worlds was going to work lining up elements and events that would lead to the fulfillment of this love affair.  By Saturday May 9th I was inspired to spend a couple hundred dollars for a beautiful, hot pink McDerrmott pool cue, and it was only 6 weeks later, on June 23rd, that Peaches and I were inspired to purchase a brand new beautiful pool table with hot pink cloth for our home. 

Here I am, only 5 months from that fateful pool date, rapidly becoming the player to beat.  I made my request of the Universe, “I want to be a GREAT pool player.  I want to join the Pro Tour someday.”  The Universe will take care of the details.  All I need to do is to get into a place of ALLOWING the Universe to deliver to me what I’ve asked for.

What does it mean to “allow” the Universe to manifest my desires into real life, day to day experiences?  That’s the fun part.  Once any of us has made a request of the Universe, all we need to do is to feel as good as we can, as often as we can.  That’s it.  It really is that simple.  Whatever it takes to feel really, really good all the time, do that.  Feeling good allows the fulfillment of desires.  Feeling crappy slows or even prevents fulfillment of what we’ve asked for.

Everyday Peaches and I are experiencing the truth of the law of attraction.  When we feel crappy, the Universe delivers to us all sorts of experiences and events that enhance our crappy feelings.  And when we feel really, really good, the Universe delivers endless experiences and events that support our good feelings.  Practicing at the pool table is only a small part of why I’m becoming such a good player so quickly.  The secret to my success as a rising star pool player is that I try to consciously, actively cultivate the EXPERIENCE and FEELING of JOY every time I pick up my hot pink stick.

Seriously, I’ve been told by the division manager of the WBCA Cascade Division (he’s a billiards coach and nationally certified billiards referee) that it took him years to develop the technique and delicate stroke that he sees me executing.  In a crowded field of experienced players trying to get on the roster of a limited number of teams in the Cascade Div. for this winter season, I rose to the top of the list without any effort on my part.  I’m sure the division managers had their reasons for putting me on the roster and making me captain of my team (my dedication to the game was mentioned), I know that the deeper, more accurate reason is that the law of attraction is lining up energy, and then manifesting events, in harmony with the requests I’ve made to be a great pool player and to join the pro tour someday. 

Anyway, that’s why I haven’t been updating my precious blog lately.  And since I eat, breathe and dream pool these days, I expect that my billiards experiences will become a regular topic in the ever evolving entries here at You Can’t Say That on the Internet.

XO,
K

Did you know that yesterday, Sept. 2nd, was National Beheading Day?  Heck if I know what that was all about.  Self Improvement Month I can wrap my brain around.

I’ve been thinking about the stream of well being lately.  According to Abraham-Hicks, there is a stream of well being that flows through and within every particle of matter in the Universe, and as self-aware beings of consciousness, one of the ways that humans express their free will is to either align their energies (thoughts) with that stream of well being, or to resist the stream.

Every time a desire runs through us, that sensation of wanting something is actually the ongoing experience of creation happening… our desires actually expand the Universe.  And as the Universe expands, that stream of well being moves faster and faster.  And it’s for this reason that it isn’t possible to take a neutral position to the universal stream of well being.  If we aren’t actively resisting the stream with thoughts that feel bad as we think them (or as an ultimate result of thinking them), then the stream automatically carries us with it towards greater and greater experiences of well being… well being is the natural order of our very existence.  If we aren’t experiencing well being in the form of good feelings, joy, and the fulfillment of our desires, then there can only be one reason for it… we’re thinking thoughts that turn us against the stream and against our nature.

Why would anyone think thoughts that inspire bad feelings when all they need to do is to knock it off in order to realize the fulfillment of their every desire?  Habit mostly.  Somewhere in the distant history of civilization, we (humans) forgot who we are: Children of God in physical form, extended directly from the Source for the purpose of continuing the expansion of Creation.  We made the ego as a tool to facilitate our interactions in this universe of name and form; the ego’s purpose is to name me and you, to define yours and mine.  And, like our Creator loves us, we loved what we had made, and we nurtured it, until the ego became so comfortable to us that we began to identify with it; we came to believe that “I and my ego are one.”  The outcome of this error in thinking is that we began to manifest all kinds of tricks and methods for making the ego more real to us than our Unity… we embraced our separation at the expense of our Unity.  We chose to lose ourselves in delusion.

This is all so much simpler than most people believe.  If well being and joy and the peace-which-passeth-understanding is indicative of our truest nature (our Unity which is alignment with our core being), then it also holds true that the opposite of all of that is the best method of clinging to our separation.  Negative thoughts, judgments, complaining, anything that makes us feel bad keeps us firmly anchored in our individuality, our separate state.  Negative thinking reinforces our ego-self, which holds us apart from our Divine Self.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not speaking out against the ego.  Ego is a wonderful tool for naming things.  With the use of ego I know which car is mine when I walk out to the parking lot, I remember which house I live in, which office is mine in the lovely office building where I work.  But my car is not who I am.  Neither is my house, my job, my body, or my thoughts.  These are all just really great tools for defining how I choose to interact in this physical Universe, tools meant to be used responsibly and with care.  This is really about balance, deliberate creation, living joyfully, and maintaining constant awareness of who I am and why I’m here.

Complaint: An expression of pain, dissatisfaction, or resentment.  A Grievance.
~~> The Free Dictionary.com

Complaining is one of the most effective methods ever of maintaining identification with the ego.  With every complaint that any of us thinks and/or voices, we make our ego stronger at the expense of our alignment with the stream of well being.  Pain, dissatisfaction, resentment and grievance all become intermingled within the mind and body, manifesting stress, anger, judgment, hatred, colds, flues, cancer, heart attacks and indigestion.  All in the name of maintaining a sense of me and you, us and them, mine and yours.  This is the complete breakdown of the intended balance in utilizing the ego-tool as a means of interacting within time-space for the joyful life experience of the collective soul.  All this stress and sickness is a direct result of fighting our way, with every ounce of energy at our disposal, up stream, against the current of the stream of well being.  And the vast majority aren’t even aware that they are doing this.

The good news is there is nothing easier than reorienting ourselves within the stream of well being.  It’s simply a process of getting past some bad habits.

Abraham-Hicks would say, anything that soothes is beneficial in this process of reorienting oneself towards consistently joyful experiences.  Reach for thoughts that bring relief and soothing again and again until the thought processes are slowly reoriented towards habitual good (or better) feeling thoughts.

Or simpler still, Eckhart Tolle in his book “A New Earth” suggests simply stopping all thought processes from time to time, everyday, as often as it occurs to you.  How does he suggest doing this?  Easy.  Simply stop what you’re doing and pay attention to your breathing for a minute or 2, paying special attention to the brief pause between inhaling and exhaling, and vice versa.  Peaches and I have found that this simple exercise, practiced many, many times throughout the day, is extremely beneficial for bringing our conscious awareness into the present moment, and when we’re in the peace of the moment, then for that moment we’ve stopped resisting the stream of well being.  And what we’re learning is that alignment with the stream of well being, however briefly, becomes very intoxicating and addictive.

Why not try occasional and brief conscious-breathing exercises for a day or 2?  You misery back if you’re not completely satisfied.

Kiss and Make Up Day is supposed to be about ending arguments and long standing feuds with friends and family.  It’s about remembering what’s important in life: having people to love who love us back.  It’s always harsh to have bad feelings towards someone you love and have long-time connections with, especially if those feelings go on for years.  It’s harder still if that person dies before you get a chance to reconcile; that’s the sort of thing that can stick with you for the rest of your life.

I’m in the process of learning a valuable lesson today.  There’s a lot more to kissing and making up than at first meets the eye.  It has to do with connection, me to Peaches, Peaches to friends and family, etc.  Sometimes I struggle with the substance of that connection.  That is to say that sometimes I forget about the real life value of feeling and experiencing that connection with those I love to love.  I sometimes allow my sense of connection to be overshadowed by the weight of BEING RIGHT.

In those rare times when I pick a fight with Peaches, I never cross her because I think it will be fun or exciting to be at odds for a few days.  No, the only reason I ever have for crossing anyone I love is because I think I’m right and I think they’re wrong.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my life so far, I’ve learned that I can’t always believe my own thoughts.  Because the truth is, it’s never worth it to trash a close relationship (not even temporarily) for the sake of proving that I’m right.  The fact that my faulty thinking sometimes leads me to believe that it does make sense to argue with anyone I love really only proves one thing; it proves that the connection that I most need to reconcile is the connection with me.  The one that I most need to kiss and make up with is mySelf.

I’ve often heard it said (and I whole heartedly believe it) that one cannot love another until she learns to love herself.  Wow.  How does one go about measuring that kind of self-love?  Who’s to separate out egotism from narcissism from hermitism from genuine self love?  Ultimately it all comes down to feeling good.  No, not hedonism, that’s being devoted to sensory pleasures.  I’m talking about happy, joyful, everything’s-going-my-way kind of happy-to-be-alive experiences. 

Look at it this way, where does consciousness come from?  What makes us think?  How do we come to be here, self aware, living, thinking, breathing?  There’s an energy moving through the Universe, call it God, call it Source, call it Cosmic Life Force, whatever.  This energy is in and of itself a form of harmony; it manifests suns and planets and bodies and consciousness and everything it manifests functions according to perfect order.  I have trillions and trillions of living cells within my body, and they’re all alive and moving and functioning in perfect harmony, and all without any conscious effort on my part.  That’s the Universal Life Force moving through me, acting on me.  Harmony is the prevailing status of this Universe.  It seems clear to me.  Planets endlessly circle suns in perfect order.  Suns circles galactic centers.   Gas clouds create suns; suns create planets; planets do what planets do each according to the perfect order of this Universal dance.

With me so far?  So, if I accept that I’m an extension of the life force that animates me (a life force which clearly favors harmony), well, in order to live out the full measure of harmony that Universal Forces have called into being all around me (and within me), all I need to do is to align my energies (my thoughts and efforts) with that very life force moving through me.  All I need to do is to connect with mySelf!

The only thing that could possibly interrupt my own internal experience of harmony (joy, love and peace) is losing that sense of connection with mySelf.  Because when I lose that connection to Self, I’m moving against the current of harmony and well being that is the very nature of my environment, and when I’m going against the current of this Universe of name and form, well, it just feels crappy to go against the flow, to go against my nature, to push against the nature of all that is.  Pushing against Universal harmony feels like effort, it feels like work, it feels like conflict.  Because going against the flow IS conflict, and living in conflict with all that is will always bring about more and more the experience of BEING IN CONFLICT WITH ALL I INTERACT WITH!

So how do I know that I’ve lost connection with mySelf?  How do I know that I’ve moved away from Self love into self loathing?  I find myself in conflict with everyone and everything around me.  I pick fights with Peaches.  I have a bad day at work.  I stub my toe.  I feel miserable and I look miserable.  And when that happens, when I allow myself to get into such a frame of experience, all I need to do is to send myself some flowers, buy myself a nice piece of chocolate, and KISS AND MAKE UP WITH MYSELF.  Because reconnecting with mySelf is the only possible path to regaining my sense of peace at home, with those I love, and with myself.

Happy Kiss and Make Up Day to everyone everywhere!

XO,
K

Oh man… I am a master of bad poetry.  Don’t believe it?  Watch this:

~~>  Dog days of summer,
~~~~>  Succulent fruit on the vine;
~~~~~~>  Short skirts and bare legs.

When it comes to writing bad poetry, I’ve always preferred my own variation on the Haiku theme.  Haiku is short, structured and to the point; I feel that it minimizes my opportunities to go too far astray into the realm of criminally horrific poetry.  If nothing else, bad Haiku is mercifully short.

Bad Poetry Day means different things to different people.  (The vast majority completely disregard August 18th as just another day.)  To me, Bad Poetry Day is special, not just because I’ve mastered the anti-art form of torturing the English language in 17 simple syllables, and not just because 2 years ago today Peaches and I agreed to be monogamous and exclusive (we became girlfriends August 18th, 2007, awwwww…), Bad Poetry Day is special to me because it reminds me that FUN IS FUNDAMENTAL!  Having fun is as essential to healthy living as good food, fresh air, and clean drinking water. 

I have it on good authority that the meaning of life is the exchange or our life energy for joyful life experience.  As creators created in the image of Source, we exercise free will to create the life of our choosing, but the purpose of creating is to expand the Joy of God through our own joyful life experience.  Every day, every hour, every minute that we live any experience that isn’t joyful, we’ve squandered precious life energy and time.  To live a life of anger, stress, judgment (of self and others) and depression is an inexpressible tragedy of enormous proportions, one that affects every human who has ever lived and ever will live (what happens to the least of us, happens to us all… together we are the whole, seperate we are the disembodied parts.)  Nothing is more important than that each and every one of us feels good as much as we possibly can.

Which is exactly why Bad Poetry Day is so important to me.  I realize that there are those who may come across this blog who cringe at the very thought of bad Haiku (look away! look away!), and I have no explanation for why the following is true for me, but I experience huge fun in writing bad Haiku.

~~>  Play is nourishment
~~~~~>  For the soul; vitamin “fun”
~~~~~~~>  Digests into joy.

(Look away, look away!)

One highly accessible form of joy is the experience of fun.  Fun can be fleeting, and fun can be lasting… and fun can become a way of life, and that’s the best kind of fun.  Not everyone gets to have as much fun at their job as I do, but wouldn’t it be great if everyone could?  Not everyone knows how to instantly access the experience of fun with simple mind exercises, but there’s no reason that everyone couldn’t.  Not everyone makes having fun (feeling good and being happy) their very highest priority the way that Peaches and I do, but wouldn’t the world be even more spectacular than it already is if everyone did make feeling good the most important thing in their life?

Go ahead, write a crappy poem… you might just enjoy yourself.

XO,
K

Mmmmmm…. creamsicles.  I especially love the contrast of a vanilla creamsicle with an orange popsicle coating, icy cold on a hot August afternoon.  It figures that the temperature is a balmy 75 degrees f. in our part of the Pacific Northwest today.  Maybe I’ll save my creamsicle indulgence for Sunday, when it’s predicted to be in the 90’s.  But don’t let my restraint stop you from celebrating National Creamsicle Day in grand style.

Contrast is a very powerful tool when it comes to personal evolution and creating the life of our dreams.  Some understanding of what contrast means to growth, how to recognize contrast for what it is, and how best to utilize contrast is essential to being a deliberate creator in this attraction based Universe.

When I’m experiencing something unpleasant that I would really rather not have to deal with, in that moment of negative experience I Know what it is that I Don’t Want….. Which helps me to more clearly understand what it is that I do want.  It sounds simple enough to understand, this principle of contrasting life experience.  Hot exposes cold.  Up exposes down.  Unwanted experience exposes wanted experience.

Living and loving with Peaches has helped me to learn some very critical truths about contrast and how best to utilize it to improve my life experience.  Contrast can be a very important and beneficial tool in manifesting the life of my dreams.  For anyone who is committed to joyful life experience, the inherent hazard in experiencing the contrast of negative feelings is the danger of getting stuck there, of allowing anger or resentment or hurt feelings or depression to become an ongoing way of life, in wallowing in it.  It can be a very real danger for some.

Most of us, I think, are sort of acclimated to experiencing negative emotions.  We learn it in school, we’re bombarded with fear and judgment and harsh realities of every description by television media.  Magazines, newspapers, gossip of every description in the home, in the office, in the neighborhood, these are all prevalent, and so often serve to feed the monster of negative thinking, thought pollution that is the equivalent of smog, trash and acid rain in environmental pollution.  In our culture, the 2 biggest commodities are fear and sex… and sex (as a commodity) is heavily regulated, controlled and limited.  The use of fear (violence) is a wide open, largely unregulated market and a prime driver of the epidemic of negative thinking that plagues our society.  Now that’s scary!

Shel Silverstein illustrated the point with great humor in his song “Show it at the Beach”

“They’re sure we’re going to grab it if it gets within our reach,
So they won’t let us show it at the beach.

But if you’ve got a gun it’s legal to display it on your hip;
You can show your butcher knives to any interested kid;
But if it’s made for lovin’, then you’d better keep it hid,
And they won’t let us show it at the beach.”

As a joyful creator, a being of Light, and a Child of God, what I love best about being married to Peaches is that negative emotion does not stick to her.  Peaches recovers from negative feelings more quickly and more thoroughly than anyone I’ve ever met before.  Besides the obvious child-like aura of charm that this trait casts around my beloved wife, this emotional resilience also makes Peaches (and those like her) the best of all possible co-creators in this attraction based, contrast driven environment called life.  With Peaches, it’s safe and desirable to occasionally experience the contrast of negative emotions, because I feel assured that there’s no chance we’ll spend any more time than is necessary within the negative experience, as we use the contrast to launch ourselves into greater alignment with joyful manifestations than we could have reached without passing through the powerful contrast.  (When we experience that which we do not want, we know more clearly what it is that we do want.)

What too often happens with brilliant, luminous, grounded creators is that they find themselves in love with and/or intimately bonded to a lover (or family member) who holds grudges, can’t let “it” go, wants to fight and argue, complains endlessly, focuses on the negative, and/or engages in gossip.  For anyone committed to living deliberately and consciously creating the life of her dreams, nothing and no one can keep us from fulfilling the manifestation of all that we desire… but we can get into situations that dramatically slow us down.  And for the less focused, less determined deliberate creator, it’s most certainly possible to allow ourselves to be dragged back into the sleep of the damned by well meaning loved ones (and not so well meaning loved ones) who believe that the only way to get along in life is to fight for what they want.

And so on this day of honoring delightful contrast (creamsicles and hot august days), I’m declaring my deepest appreciation and love for my beautiful co-creator and wife.  As Abraham-Hicks has said,

“One who is connected to the Energy Stream is more powerful than a million who are not. And two who are harmoniously focused and connected to the Energy Stream brings about a co-creative endeavor that cannot be matched by anything else in all of the Universe.”

Thank you, Peaches, for being my harmoniously focused co-creator.  You light up my life.  Together, we cannot help by light up the entire Universe!

XO,
K

It’s true, I’m a middle child… I have an older brother and a younger sister.  Also, I’ve married a middle child.  Somewhere between the excitement of the first born and the joy of the eternal baby-of-the-family (last born) is the middle child (or middle children.)

My experience of growing up was a classic case of middle child syndrome.  I felt like the invisible child.  My experience was of my older brother in resentment of the new comer (me) but being old enough to bond with my little sister by the time she came along, so that my brother and sister always had each other, and I always felt left out.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m aware that being oldest and being youngest have their own set of challenges, but hey, today is Middle Child’s Day, my day, and I’m here to proclaim my self value and my esteem in this world.  I’m far from invisible anymore.  I’ll say it loud and I’ll say it proud, I’m my own woman, in love with a woman, and I claim full responsibility for my life, for my love and for my joyful life experience.  And I choose to share the fullness of who I am with the woman I love!

Today also happens to be the anniversary of my first date with Peaches.  Two years ago today, Peaches and I met for the first time.  She knew right away that she wanted me… and I immediately wanted to run away.  Fortunately for us both, grace intervened to hold us together and lighted the path beneath our feet, and we’ve fearlessly walked this path of growth and love and holy devotion ever since. 

Being the photographer that I am, I snapped the picture below on our first date.  At the time, Peaches told me that it was the best picture anyone had ever taken of her.  (I have it on good authority that many, many fabulous pictures have been taken of her since.)  I’ve had a copy of this picture on my office wall at work ever since the morning after our first date.  I love this picture because it’s a constant reminder of what is possible when I choose to align my energies with faith and Divine Grace rather than with fear.  Through faith in each other, Peaches and I have grown and evolved dramatically in a surprisingly short time.  We’ve both become so much healthier (physically and emotionally).  We’ve prospered beyond our wildest dreams, attracting beautiful big houses and dream vacations, pink pool tables and paradise-like surroundings.  Unhappy people and circumstances have more and more vibrated their way right out of our lives, and happy, joyous people and circumstances have become the norm in our day to day experience.  All this is the effect of allowing grace to move through us, unhindered.

If I had to identify a single, highly personal gift that I’ve receive as a result of that first meeting with Peaches 2 years ago today, I would say that Divine Grace delivered to me a Child of God whose purpose has been to teach me self love.  And I’ve been hard at work, learning the lessons of self love that Peaches has come to deliver, ever since.  I hope never to master these lessons.  My prayer and blessing for this auspicious day in my own personal history is that Peaches will always be my teacher, that she will find me again and again, lifetime after lifetime, with lesson upon lesson leading me towards a most highly refined form of self love, akin to the Love that God must certainly feel for God. 

Thank you, Peaches, for finding me yet again with a whole new curriculum than anything you’ve shared in previous lifetimes to walk the Divine Path of the Holy Relationship as my Beloved Bride once again.  May it ever be so.  Amen.

XO,
K

 

The Woman of My Dreams

This is a very exciting week for Peaches and me.  Not only is this National Smile Week, but we’re only 1 week into National Romance Awareness Month.  As if that wasn’t joyful enough, Wednesday kicks off our anniversary week.

Of course there are anniversary week gifts and events to look forward to, but in light of the convergence of smiles, romance and anniversaries, Peaches and I have gifted ourselves an amazing ritual that we’ll begin today.

I haven’t written about this in a little while, but Peaches and I have had a long standing ritual of waking up early each morning and setting a timer so that we can devote 20 to 30 minutes everyday to focused cuddling and smooching… it’s one of the ways that we keep our marriage happy and healthy.  (Blessings to author Barbara Carrellas and her book “Urban Tantra: Sacred Sex for the Twenty-First Century” which is where we first got the idea.)  Well, unfortunately our morning ritual has gotten a little stale; mostly we wake up early, set the timer, and go back to sleep in each other’s arms.  And that’s sweet and wonderful, but not entirely in keeping with the original spirit of the exercise (to bond and keep the passion fresh and exciting in the long term.)  And while we intend to continue our delightful habit of getting up early specifically to cuddle, today begins a new ritual.

Peaches and I  came to realize during our recent vacation (staycation… stay at home vacation) that we spend 12 hours a day apart from each other most days because of our work schedules.  And while we plan to continue lining up our energy to attract the circumstances in which we can live prosperously and abundantly without the requirement of being apart so much, in the meantime we’ve decided to move our 20 minute smooching ritual to the afternoon reunion at the end of our workday.  This way we’ll be certain that we’re fully alert, fully present, and focused on each other not only during our ritual sacred bonding time, but also at our daily reunion.

Peaches and I have found these daily ritual exercises to be an extraordinary way to keep the holy bond of marriage (domestic partnership for the Oregon readers) fresh and expansive.  We never seem to stop learning about our bodies our about each other.  As with any skill, the way to get really, really good at something is by practicing it on a regular basis.  Pathways are actually created in the central nervous system so that we become more attuned to each other’s touch, mentally, physically and emotionally.  And anyone can achieve this kind of holy connection (well, okay, anyone with a partner…. sorry.)  At 20 to 30 minutes a day, there’s almost always time to squeeze in this ritual, and the benefits to the well being of the individuals, and especially to the well being of the marriage, are immeasurably huge!

The law of attraction states unequivocally that what you pay attention to (and focus on) will become more and more prominent in your life.  Peaches and I choose to be ever vigilant to focus on and create opportunities to praise each other, to kiss each other, to touch each other, and to cuddle each other.  The predictable result is that more and more of our time fills up with opportunities to praise, kiss, touch and cuddle the one we love.  Joy, love and romance are the predominant experience in our household, not because Peaches and I “got lucky” when we met, not because there’s anything special about the love that Peaches and I have for each other… there’s nothing we have that isn’t easily accessible to anyone.  Peaches and I live a life of blissed out joy, love and romance because we choose this life, because we consciously cultivate this life, and because the law of attraction is delivering to us exactly what we’re asking for.

We ask in absolute faith for what we want, and the Universe delivers.  For those who are living a life that isn’t all that they want it to be, you really should ask yourself, “What am I asking for here?  What is it that I’m expecting from life?  What am I paying attention to?  What am I focusing my thoughts and awareness on?” 

Believe in this, there is nothing that you can’t be, do or have, if only you remember to ask for what you want, and then expect delivery.  This simple formula is the secret to Peaches’ and my delightfully successful marriage.

What do you have to lose?

XO,
K

I’d like to take a moment here to remember.  Sixty-four years ago today, August 6, 1945, US President Harry Truman’s orders to drop a nuclear bomb on Hiroshima were carried out.  I’ve seen estimates that some 70,000 people were killed instantly, and something like another 200,000 died from radiation within 5 years following.  Radio Tokyo reported that “Practically all living things, human and animal, were literally seared to death.”

Three days later, on August 9, 1945, a second nuclear bomb was dropped on Nagasaki, Japan.  Something like 80,000 people were vaporized in an instant in Nagasaki, with untold thousands to die in the years that followed.  Many who died in the Nagasaki blast were refugees fleeing for their lives from the smoldering ruins of Hiroshima. 

The title of this entry is a direct quote from a news reporter’s description of Nagasaki in the days immediately following the blast.

I have no intention of passing judgment or moralizing about these acts, the acts that led up to these events, nor the acts that followed.  I bring this anniversary up for one single reason.  It should be remembered.  Those innocent souls who perished at the hands of US Forces (and there were most certainly innocents among the dead) should be remembered. 

May peace and harmony be the prevailing life experience for all who stop upon this little patch of cyber-space, close their eyes for just a moment, and pray, “Never again!”

XOXO,
Katie

 

Memorial at the exact spot of the Nagasaki explosion ~ photo by Dean S. Pemberton (c)2008