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About 20 years ago, I received a phone call from my grandmother. She had been in a drunk driving accident, and although she was not hurt, she was very scared.
When I arrived at my grandmother’s apartment, I found her sitting on her couch looking three shades of white. She looked like a little child sitting there, and I could not imagine what she would say to me when I asked her what happened.
The accident took place over on the north side of Fort Worth off of an old highway that used to serve as a main artery for the city. I knew exactly where the accident took place because I had taken my driver’s test over there, and nearly failed it because of the two lane street that opens up to a four-lane highway confused me. I didn’t know ‘where’ to drive or which ‘lane’ went where. The four lane empties into a little two-lane street that drops down at a nearly 90 degree angle. When you point your car down that road, you literally can only see the trees above you as you descend down the road.
My grandmother was on that narrow two-lane street driving home late one night when her car veered into oncoming traffic. She had just closed my great-aunt’s bar, had had a few drinks herself and was headed home when she struck a car head-on while diving to grab her cigarette that had fallen into the floorboard.
Wow, can you imagine?
Her Chevy Caprice was totaled. My grandmother told me of a wonderful black woman who had been driving the other car. She was a ‘big’ black woman with a heavy Cadillac, and she was unhurt. “She was only worried about me…was I alright?” my grandmother said. “She cared more about me than she did about her car that was wrecked – even herself!”
My grandmother had been extremely racist her entire life. In that moment, I knew she had let it all go. My mother was not at all racist, and extremely tolerant and forgiving. My brother is half-Spanish and I am half-Native American. My grandmother had been so racist, so intolerant of our fathers. And, in that instant, not only was she healed, but so were we.
I had never seen my grandmother afraid until that day. She was terrified of what was going to happen to her. She had always done what she was supposed to – paid her taxes, followed the rules; this was beyond her rulebook.
I have written about my ex-brother-in-law who was an alcoholic, and it was his attorney that took very good care of my grandmother and kept her out of jail at 70 something years old. The black woman never pressed charges, and I can only imagine the number of angels that would create a healing scene like this.
My grandmother never drank again. After a life of cigs, beer and booze, she walked away from the alcohol and the cigarettes weren’t too far behind when her mind gave way to Alzheimer’s and she literally forgot she smoked!
Sometimes when things happen we like to tell stories, blame people, blame ourselves, and sometimes all that is needed is to receive the gifts and to say thank you.
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I blogged about Zoe the Clown a couple of years ago. Today, I’m sharing some celebratory updates to her ‘mission’ playing out in the world.
Recently, Zoe, trekked to India to ‘make little hearts happy’ (this is Zoe’s mission in the world). She shared with us that her heart filled to overflowing as she met and hugged each of the children she met.
As she shared her story, I could feel the content, the peace of being ‘on purpose’ in the world at large. I have often told Brittany (Zoe’s human half) that she inspires me with her courage to dare to take each step and to trust what comes. She goes for it even when she is scared. I have watched her make small steps that have led to large leaps. I love her spirit.
Put another way, had Zoe not dared to take the first clown class that would not have led her to the next one and the next one and each subsequent clowning experience that led her to India. I believe your soul is always guiding you to higher ground.
It is not too late to start TODAY!
I know for sure that the days go by very fast and the years follow suit and then, before long, you are on a daring ride!
I hope Zoe will inspire you to let your heart guide you and take you on daring adventures far and wide!
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It was a rainy winter’s day when it really ‘should have been’ snowing. I glanced out my kitchen window to my rose garden where my beloved statue of Mary patiently awaits Her roses blooming once again in Spring.
How beautiful She is in the sunlight, the snow and in the rain. Glistening droplets of rain clung to the nearby tree’s willowy branches so beautifully framing Mary’s serene presence! This moment felt somehow sacred; to preserve it, I snapped this photo.
I knew this image of Mary, so lovingly, grace-fully and peace-fully standing in the rain was a beautiful Message of Love, though partly shrouded perhaps by the misty day. It was several days later, while reading Renata’s Rainbow Medicine Circle post, that the message Mary had silently conveyed to me that rainy winter’s day became crystal clear.
Renata wrote of the communications she had received from her friends in Japan, and how, in spite of their fear, they spoke about hope, love, care and compassion for each other. They spoke of gratitude and appreciation for life, the recognition that life is beautiful and precious, and that beauty is present even in these circumstances.
She wrote there is no anger in their words, nor confusion … just a deep sadness, but at the same time a breathtaking clarity as they live from moment to moment. They appreciate the beauty of a bird in flight, the subtle scent of a flower radiating its beauty, the love they feel for one another, and spoke of life as a beautiful dance they are dancing with one another even now.
How completely struck I am by what Renata’s friends shared and is now being shared with the World. Are we undeniably seeing that even amidst what appears to be unbearable human suffering and pain LOVE still shines brightly through the human heart to lift us up?
If so, how MONUMENTAL is that!!! Are we witnessing that LOVE in the human heart prevails over all circumstances and can never be diminished NO MATTER WHAT?
You see, to me, what shone through my stone statue of Mary, though She was drenched with rain, was Her beautiful essence of Love … Her essence of unchanging, eternal Love. And so perhaps Mary’s silent Miracle Message of Love on that rainy day is most precious of all.
What does the silence of any life circumstance hold at the CORE? If we look into the deepest depths of Life … its most painful and most joyful moments … will we find a core essence of LOVE in each instant?
I DO BELIEVE SO.
May our Love flow freely from Heart to Heart around our beautiful planet Earth, enfolding each and every Heart within the One Heart of Love.
Shared with You with LOVE, Beverly…
Yesterday, I went to Sally Felt’s birthday celebration. We started at a thai restaurant in Dallas and headed over to PJ Spur’s MeetUp later that night for fun.
I literally felt SO happy, I felt like I had consumed many, many drinks. Sally said ever so nicely, “You know, if you can’t drive, we can drive.”
And, yet, I had had nothing to drink, not even coffee that day to explain my feelings of euphoria.
As I looked over at another friend who came to the celebration, I could feel love pouring out of every part of her…her eyes seemed to radiate love and her smile sparkled so brightly. I thought… this is how I feel, too! And, Sally is by far the most hilarious person I know…all the laughter left me literally drunk! (and you guys know I don’t drink at all)
I had spent most of the day working on a client’s ‘dream’…I had seen so much and I wanted to capture it in some type of picture. There’s much, much more too, yet the deeper I went into this energy, the happier I became…the more I thought about what this meant to her, to the world and to her clients, the more love pulsed through me.
By the time I arrived to pick up the birthday girl, I was already well into my own high vibe party!
That night as we drove home…and there is truly SO much more to this story… I’m trying to keep it on one chord as to ensure the message stays clear… I remembered why I do what I do….why what I am shows up in this place.
I do it because I want each one of you to have and be all that you are. I want for you the deepest dreams of your heart. I want for you to experience every wish your heart can imagine. And, when I dip into the wishing well with you, I am reminded how we are One. And, it is okay for me to have and be all that I am, too.
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Last week, after Beverly sent her sweet notes, and I shared them with you, I felt inspired to ask her to contribute here. Here’s another story from Bev… Enjoy!
I was in a small store I had heard about some years ago, but, because it is about an hour away , I never got there, till November 9th, that is. The store is a specialty shop that sells meditation supplies, books, and offers free Spiritual classes. It is called Snow Lion, after the mythical creature portrayed in Buddhist art as the protector, supporter and upholder of the throne of wisdom. I enjoyed exploring every nook and cranny of the store and listening to the owner explain the symbolic meanings behind different items for sale. It was a special and meaningful time, indeed, yet of most meaning were the moments just prior to my leaving the store.
On my way toward the door my attention was drawn to an obscure corner at the end of the hallway. There was a small picture of the Dalai Lama. Beneath it were three words. “Never Give Up.”
Although I have heard these words so many times before … and have spoken them many times as well … it was this unexpected encounter with these three words, expressed by the Dalai Lama, that on this day, in this way, that carved them indelibly on my heart and soul with power such as I have seldom felt.
Next to “I Love You,” perhaps “Never Give Up” are the three most important words in Human language. I know for me, they are. And perhaps, if we link both phrases together “I Love You…Never Give Up” … we will have the courage in every moment to walk forward in God’s Eternal Love and into God’s Eternal Love.
P.S. This is a photo of the lid of a keepsake box I found at a home decorating shop last year … the box itself was broken, but the lid did not give up, and became sold (to me) for half price … its message is a constant reminder to me … I now share its message with you, with Love!!!
Bev, thanks again for your precious heart!
This story reminds me of watching the show Wipe Out with Mark and Chance one night. Though the show makes me cringe most times, a petite, brown-haired phys ed teacher kept yelling, “Never Give Up! Never surrender!” as she plowed through the obstacle courses. She kept saying it and saying it and saying it, and though I don’t believe she won that night (if I remember, she came in second), I find myself every now and then hearing her voice flowing through my mind…"Never give up! Never surrender!” A few days ago, Mark and I were working on a project together, and I teased him about how I knew he was the guy for me when he REFUSED to give up figuring out how to replace the heating coil in a dryer. He chimed, “Never Give Up, Never surrender.” I laughed knowing exactly who he was imitating. And, though I do believe in surrendering to God, I also do believe in never giving up (on your heart)!