<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603</id><updated>2012-02-09T07:01:28.523-08:00</updated><category term='Meditation'/><category term='men Shadow wisdom'/><category term='self help BLOG'/><category term='Spiritual Guidance'/><category term='PSYCHIC Sacred SOUL Wisdom WISE Woman'/><category term='Wholistic Living'/><category term='Buddha'/><category term='RELATIONSHIPS'/><category term='goddess LOVE'/><category term='Divine spirit'/><title type='text'>Wise Woman Circle</title><subtitle type='html'>Conscious Spiritual Evolution</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-7251255455990053076</id><published>2011-09-11T06:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T06:26:03.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in the true meaning of light.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When the time comes for each of us to walk into the light,pain is there. We are being guided to the light of truth every day, more andmore. As the light shines on our flaws and our issues it feels terrible. Wefeel the fire of purification. As much pain as it brings us it also brings withit freedom. In the fire of truth we find our old selves being burnt away and asthe ashes of ways that don’t work fall away, a new creature is revealed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We can stand in the light feeling lighter and freer of allthe heaviness that clung to us. We find peace in the light of forgiveness…mainlyforgiveness of ourselves, but also of others. We are washed with the light ofawareness, both of our actions and the way in which any situation can become anopportunity to learn, grow and change for the better. We are also fed by theinfinite stream of the divine wisdom and “knowing”. We learn to listen to ourintuition and our inner feelings and to be guided by our inner knowing ratherthan our minds which seem to get in the way most of the time.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As each of us clear away the thick fog one subject at atime… we become lighter, freer and more capable of actually giving a true loveto others… and we become true receivers. Not just taking from others as if theyowe us something and not pushing away things from others in fear it’s attachedto some sort of abuse, neglect or price. We find a true balance in giving andreceiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our self concept begins to change and we see ourselves asstrong and living this life on purpose. Our actions become true alignments withour thoughts and words. We feel better about who we are, bless how we got thereno matter our past, and we boldly step into every day feeling alive and excitedto see what tomorrow will bring and who will be the next person you can be ablessing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In time our self confidence blossoms, our wisdom increasesand our light shines truth on others. We feel compelled to share our light withothers and help them see the pain and issues in their own lives. We each in ourown way become the light of truth and when we shine our light on others theysometime will feel discomfort as they stand close to the flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are doingthem a favor and they will sometimes cringe or hide or cry or walk away… itnever feels good to have someone shine a huge light on the places you feelbroken… but it’s exactly those places where you need to be healed that hurt themost. Like a splinter deep below the skin… if you let it sit there it willfester and become painful for a long time however if you allow the tweezers asharp quick tug at the end of the splinter, the pain &amp;nbsp;will be over and the wound can begin to healmuch faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Heal yourself… and welcome the pain of transformation… onlythen can you stand in the light and feel truth as a welcomed friend and not anenemy to be feared. The light of truth is always there waiting for you to lookinto the mirror and see the wounds and accept that they need to be healed onceand for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-7251255455990053076?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7251255455990053076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/09/walking-in-true-meaning-of-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7251255455990053076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7251255455990053076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/09/walking-in-true-meaning-of-light.html' title='Walking in the true meaning of light.'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-6077810952114343399</id><published>2011-07-29T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T07:31:36.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drifting in the Divine Flow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Many of us walk around in the Divine flow and are&amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;unaware of what it is that we are even in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Divine Flow is always on even when we cant see the&amp;nbsp;evidence&amp;nbsp;of it in our lives as physical manifestation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes the flow is deep in the under currents of life where we cant see things that are being&amp;nbsp;orchestrated&amp;nbsp;to manifest in our lives quite yet but it's there.... always moving us ever forward into the next highest expression of who we are to become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Recent events in my life have been proof of this very flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We needed to move from the city we were living in and our desire to move to a &amp;nbsp;city 30 minutes from where we currently lived was in our hearts. Soon I was inspired to check the online version of a local paper and there it was. A place 7 minutes from the town we wanted to live in and for a price that was far more&amp;nbsp;reasonable&amp;nbsp;than what we currently paid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I called the gentleman and he said come take a look to see if it was a fit. My mom drove 2 hours to pick me up and take me to see the place. It was a great match. We wanted 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and an office. Plus a fire place and we needed decent storage. We wanted wooden floors and a large screened in porch... and we wanted central air and heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Not only did we get&amp;nbsp;everything&amp;nbsp;that we wanted we got great&amp;nbsp;neighbors, great schools and a&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;quiet location only 7 minutes from the town we love to visit so often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Everything is so conveniently located, there is a YMCA with tons of activities for us and the kids and parks and shopping and dining and so much more. The Great Spirit gave us exactly what we wanted and more. We had to let go and trust that it would happen which was very hard. I wanted to be in control of where, when and how it happened which stressed me out so much I began to have night mares and had trouble sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;BUT... when I finally said... "ok, I can't do this alone, please help me." And when I really let go of my expectations while holding onto my desires... I was inspired to look at an ad, make a call, take a drive and there was the answer to all of our needs right there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;A lesson learned for me. I always hear "let go or release it to the Universe" but damn it's hard to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I find myself in fear and worry&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;I grew up in fear and worry and it blinds and binds us. Fear can seem to be an entity unto itself and it can take over our thoughts sometimes. I am not saying it is&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;from us I am saying it seems to be separate from us at times, odd for our nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I told my daughter that it feels like we are all angels born into human bodies and we forget who we really are. We forget that we are love, truth and compassion. We let fear of separation or loneliness or not getting our needs met, hide our true natures. We have forgotten our ability to connect to each other&amp;nbsp;intuitively&amp;nbsp;and to see situations clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the ability to be connected with our higher selves and or our guides. With this we can see and feel the connection with the Divine Flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are connected and trusting that life will flow to us in abundant ways, magic happens and a beautiful unfolding occurs. We then&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;the love and the life that the Divine has been trying to give us all along. It's everything that we have dreamed of and&amp;nbsp;usually&amp;nbsp;more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take with you today the wisdom of connection, allowing and trust. Then as you wait, watch for&amp;nbsp;synchronicity&amp;nbsp;and things will begin to appear almost effortlessly in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Dynthia Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-6077810952114343399?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6077810952114343399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/07/drifting-in-divine-flow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6077810952114343399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6077810952114343399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/07/drifting-in-divine-flow.html' title='Drifting in the Divine Flow'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-6190008577872642256</id><published>2011-07-07T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:22:41.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the emotional microscope</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I have recently felt like I am under the eye of a very powerful&amp;nbsp;microscope&amp;nbsp;of the universe. It seems to be poking and&amp;nbsp;prodding&amp;nbsp;all of the parts in my life that I tend to shelter because I, like anyone else, don't like the pain of old unhealed wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel some of the things from my past creep up and because of all of the healing I have done with EFT and other modalities I have been able to knock things out pretty quickly, but I do find my self from time to time trying to keep from going down certain painful roads. I ask myself "what am I protecting this pain for?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory is that I protect it because it's the things that hurt the most to touch and also because I don't want to admit on some level that I have "stuff" that I haven't dealt with yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a physic counselor it is easy to help others deal with their issues and point out where they may need more healing, but to look at myself and say I need more healing is at times quite difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that this happens with everyone that I know both&amp;nbsp;professionally&amp;nbsp;and personally. No one likes to look at their issues or their stuff and&amp;nbsp;admit&amp;nbsp;that they are not healed on some level. So you and I don't have to feel alone in this area. We can look out the window and see that there are people just like us who need deeper healing... and that they probably need it more than they are willing to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll tell you how I deal with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I write down what ever it is that is coming up for me in this area. I will then use EFT (emotional&amp;nbsp;freedom techniques ) to get at the emotions surrounding the issue. I then sit with it and sometimes will meditate. Lastly I will do some positive affirmations that will either let me know if I have settled the issue or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tools are absolutely&amp;nbsp;necessary for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFT was developed by Gary Craig based on NLP (Neuro-linguistic&amp;nbsp;programming) and acupuncture points. It entails one learning a basic method of tapping acupuncture points that take the negative emotion out of a situation or issue and it can also reduce or&amp;nbsp;eliminate pain as well. You can get the manual through amazon for a small fee at this link&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1604150661?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=eliboo-20"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1604150661?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=eliboo-20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditation is valuable which I became familiar with after watching Deepak Chopra's movie called &lt;i&gt;7 Spiritual Laws of Success&lt;/i&gt;. In the movie he talks about balance and the ease and flow of nature. He says we need to get back into balance with the natural rhythm of nature and it will restore our being and the universe will respond with abundance in all areas of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affirmations are a key building block for&amp;nbsp;changing&amp;nbsp;the way that you see yourself and the&amp;nbsp;world. At first affirmations feel fake as if you don't mean what you are saying or writing. An affirmation is words that you speak or write repetitively that in time create a&amp;nbsp;belief&amp;nbsp;system in your mind about who you are and the world around you. Such as "I am stupid" or "The world is a mean place". As you go&amp;nbsp;around&amp;nbsp;saying these things all of the time or even most of the time you create the world you live in. Louise Hay wrote &lt;i&gt;You Can Heal Your Life &lt;/i&gt;and in the book she teaches the power of affirmations in an easy to understand way. They have changed my life for the better and thanks to her book I now have the tools to continue to grow and to change my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and every time we use a tool we get better at using it. We become comfortable with the feel of it and the way it helps us and when we need to use a particular tool and when we need to choose a different one. The power of our inner source allows us to know more and more over time what is best for us to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take the time to actually USE the tools you have at your fingertips. If you never pick them up and apply them then you can't complain that your life remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Dynthia Lynn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-6190008577872642256?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6190008577872642256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/07/under-emotional-microscope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6190008577872642256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6190008577872642256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/07/under-emotional-microscope.html' title='Under the emotional microscope'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-3364487795121523399</id><published>2011-06-02T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T11:10:49.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self help BLOG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Guidance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wholistic Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PSYCHIC Sacred SOUL Wisdom WISE Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men Shadow wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RELATIONSHIPS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goddess LOVE'/><title type='text'>Your abilities...</title><content type='html'>Each of us have the ability to heal ourselves, intuit events, hear our guides, and speak to the ones who have passed... most of us are just unaware of our own connections to our inner wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Divine, Great Spirit, God/Goddess, or whatever name you wish to call it, is connected to us because it is us. We are a part of the collection of&amp;nbsp;energies&amp;nbsp;that make up atoms that make up&amp;nbsp;molecules&amp;nbsp;that make up DNA that make up cells that make up organs that make up our bodies. BUT the point being that behind all of the physical "stuff" is the pure&amp;nbsp;intelligent&amp;nbsp;energy that makes us a part of everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though the Earth contains rivers, trees, dirt, oceans, lakes, sand dunes,&amp;nbsp;mountains, lava, oil, mud, salt, all precious and&amp;nbsp;semi&amp;nbsp;precious stones, and all the elements... in it's totality we call it Earth. We don't walk around saying we live on tree, mountain, dirt, ocean, lake, river, lava, oil, sand dune, salt, mud planet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are a part of a whole system, we are a part of the Earth, we are a part of the sky... we owe her because she gives us everything that we need to survive. Without her we would have NO where else to go.&amp;nbsp;Seriously&amp;nbsp;WHERE are we going to go? We are not advanced enough to travel the stars or make pilgrimages&amp;nbsp;to other worlds.... this is all we have. And if we did make it to another planet, would we then claim it ours and then destroy it's living, thriving ecosystem too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a connection to all that is, because we are part of all that is. We are&amp;nbsp;connected&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;each other&amp;nbsp;because we are&amp;nbsp;each other&amp;nbsp;at the very depths of our being. When we reach out and strike another we are striking ourselves... when we say&amp;nbsp;hurtful&amp;nbsp;things to another we are hurting ourselves too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So have compassion for others but also for yourself. We need compassion as we relearn our unique&amp;nbsp;abilities... and use them to help others. We are all wise women and wise men... we always have been... we have just forgotten... We need to get back in touch with the Earth and the Divine in everything. If we see the Divine&amp;nbsp;in ourselves&amp;nbsp;and also in everything and everyone, how could we ever hurt,&amp;nbsp;destroy, or violate it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reach inside and listen to your heart. Listen for the strong but gentle voice of the Divine. Your guides await your return. You have never been alone. There are others like you out here. Keep seeking connection to the ones that support your growth and your&amp;nbsp;abilities&amp;nbsp;so that you may grow into who you were meant to be on every level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the time of the Great&amp;nbsp;Awakening... a time for introspection and healing. A time for coming back to life so to speak. We have lost so much of who we are that we have lived as shells without it's&amp;nbsp;mollusk. We may look pretty on the outside but on the inside we are hallow and empty. It is time to become whole again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is your journey to yourself... no need to look for something outside of yourself to save you because what you need to heal is in you already. You may need some guidance a long the way but the rest is up to you. Are you ready?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;~A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd class="author" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 4em; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 8px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Lao-tzu/"&gt;Lao-tzu&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The Way of Lao-tzu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chinese philosopher (604 BC - 531 BC)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Light and Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dynthia Lynn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-3364487795121523399?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3364487795121523399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/06/your-ablities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/3364487795121523399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/3364487795121523399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/06/your-ablities.html' title='Your abilities...'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-3459444658943219548</id><published>2011-05-31T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:22:19.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom Within</title><content type='html'>Did you know that you have the answers that you seek inside of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that you are the only one that can truly answer the deeper questions in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that some of the best tools that we have are based on mystic traditions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you admit and finally come to realise the wise woman inside of yourself... you are then connected to the deeper river of intuition and soul. When you take a look at that soul and you reach for the hand of the child inside of you that has been hiding and hurt, or scared and angry... you can heal and then the healing brings deeper meaning to your life and also clarity and new meaning into relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healing comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a wise woman does not mean you know everything. It means you learn and grow as you go. But it also means you take the time to not only learn but &amp;nbsp;that you USE what you are learning, building your foundations, upholding your truths, and having compassion for others who fall down as you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your place of imperfection should you not give others the same compassion or is it that you can't take your own imperfections without beating yourself up? When you have impatience with others that's a chance for you to look at the impatience that you have with yourself. The way you treat others is the way you treat yourself. It is a mirror. And if you look into that mirror and you don't like what you see then it is time my dear to clean up your internal dialog and your belief that some how you have to live up to some sort of perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are a wise woman... you have the wisdom of all the Divine within you. Answers come to those who keep asking and keep looking and take the time to listen quietly. Wisdom within you can only be heard when you take the time to hear and to accept your imperfections. Wisdom comes when you are ready to hear what the Divine has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a great teacher... you are a great student... as long as you realise we are all students together here. You may teach, you may coach, you may lead... but you are always and foremost a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise woman student... have compassion towards others and in your compassion others will gain the strength to shine. Help others up but never become the crutch. They have to do it on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for the wise women to take up the tools of our ancestors and not be afraid of who knows or who sees. You have intuition and you know things. This is a gift of&amp;nbsp;the Divine and we all need to be practicing and strengthen our abilities. This is living in an awakened&amp;nbsp;state and it is required for us to move forward in our evolution. Conscious community, conscious evolution, conscious living... wisdom looks like many different things to different people... but the main thing is that you understand that we are all looking for the same end result... freedom to be ourselves in the highest idea of who we have become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good if you are willing to look deeper. BUT to look within takes courage and it takes strength. However the rewards are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love&lt;br /&gt;Dynthia Lynn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-3459444658943219548?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3459444658943219548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/wisdom-within.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/3459444658943219548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/3459444658943219548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/wisdom-within.html' title='Wisdom Within'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-6624409690327274260</id><published>2011-05-30T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T07:38:53.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Me...</title><content type='html'>It's sad that some of the most wonderful women I come in contact with are so lost in their own self pity and lack of self confidence that they repeat cycles of performance and perfectionism that no one, including&amp;nbsp;themselves,&amp;nbsp;can live up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see this repeated with women whom one may think that they have their stuff together. They are attractive, in good shape, great health, and they have booming careers or are very&amp;nbsp;successful&amp;nbsp;in what ever they do in business however they have&amp;nbsp;awful&amp;nbsp;unrewarding and sometimes abusive or&amp;nbsp;neglectful&amp;nbsp;relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman said to me that she can't understand why she keeps attracting the same sorts of men. They seem really into her at first but then they tend to push her away and eventually they label her as the bad one in the&amp;nbsp;relationship. I&amp;nbsp;asked&amp;nbsp;her to tell me if there was any of these men that reminded her of her father or mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said yes that a few of them actually reminded her of her father. She told me the ways that they reminded her of him and we began to sort through why she needed these types of men in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For women the first man in our life usually sets up how we&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;love later in life. It's mainly set up by our &amp;nbsp;father or the first&amp;nbsp;dominant&amp;nbsp;male in or lives. That could be an Uncle or a brother or even a step father... But it sets us up later in life for how we relate to men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we had a poor relationship with our father or other male&amp;nbsp;influence, we often times want love and acceptance believing that if we try harder or do more that this guy will accept who we are more or love us more. The problem with that is that no matter our&amp;nbsp;performance, meaning what we do for him, to him, or with him, does NOT mean he will show us more love, or FEEL more love for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What women need to understand is that if you have a broken&amp;nbsp;relationship&amp;nbsp;with the influential male figure in your youth then you will more than likely have the same thing happen in your current relationships. (no need to revisit the past, you can rebuild yourself from this point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must begin by working on your own inner self worth and self dialog. A really great place to start is affirmations. I know a lot of people are like "oh they never work".... BUT if you spend most of your day beating&amp;nbsp;yourself&amp;nbsp;up because you have failed at something or fear of failing at something, then you never give yourself anything &lt;b&gt;good to feel about&lt;/b&gt;. Let me repeat that... You need to give yourself something &lt;b&gt;good to feel about&lt;/b&gt;. (i didn't say it backwards people) You have to say good things about yourself, and point out good things about yourself, to feel good about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you change your focus from the negative aspects of you to the good things you see about YOU then you will begin to see and&amp;nbsp;develop&amp;nbsp;more good things to see about yourself. This will not make you egotistical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self&amp;nbsp;confidence&amp;nbsp;and self&amp;nbsp;belief&amp;nbsp;is not egotistical. This is about helping you rebuild a foundation that may not have been built properly as a child. You must have a rock solid foundation before you can stack more blocks or the building will crumble. You are the only source of this new foundation. No one can do it for you...ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many&amp;nbsp;resources&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;affirmations&amp;nbsp;and one that I love and recommend often is called "&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/tranbookshop-20/detail/1561706280"&gt;you can heal your life" By Loiuse Hay&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(click the link to read about or get the book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tools are out there but if you never use them then why spend the money to buy them or the time to read them. Tools need to be used and reused. There are many ways to help yourself.... But only IF you are willing to do the work will you see results. YOU can and will change your life, YOU can and will have rewarding, balanced relationships... BUT... You have to take the steps to climb to the top... are you willing to take the steps? And if not now, When?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dynthia Lynn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-6624409690327274260?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6624409690327274260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/poor-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6624409690327274260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6624409690327274260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/poor-me.html' title='Poor Me...'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-4330370543092759130</id><published>2011-05-24T18:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:19:30.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking to our inner child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Taking to the inner child becomes quite the  challenge for many of my clients. I see them disapproving of themselves  in many ways and saying hurtful things to themselves. They don’t even  realize that it’s possible that the voice that they are using comes from  whatever adult was predominantly in their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I  had a client that kept repeating the same mistakes over and over. He  was getting really angry with himself because he saw himself almost  accomplish something and then he would fall back or give up. So I asked  him “who is telling you that you don’t add up to their expectations?” He  said his mother. I asked him “will she love you any less if you don’t  accomplish this thing?” And a light went on in his eyes. “No.” he said.  “She would still love me the same even if I don’t accomplish this.” So  he realized that the only person that was making up these expectations  was himself. He was the one that did not accept himself. And then he got  it… he got that he was the one creating the mindset that kept him from  truly accomplishing things in his life. He had no one to answer to  except himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was now ready to talk to  that little 5 yr old boy inside and treat that little boy the way he  needed to be treated. No yelling at him for not putting away the toys…  compassion and guidance comes into action here. He began a new dialog  with that boy and allowed the inner child to feel safe, loved and  accepted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This was a journey that took us  about an hour but there was so much release and so much healing that  happened in such a short time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I believe in  the magic of visualizations and re-parenting of the inner child. Once  you give it a safe place to live… the outside world becomes a much  better place very quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-4330370543092759130?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4330370543092759130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/talking-to-our-inner-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/4330370543092759130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/4330370543092759130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/talking-to-our-inner-child.html' title='Talking to our inner child'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-8505416954105360941</id><published>2011-05-24T18:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:18:51.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes of a psychic</title><content type='html'>For those of you who understand what it is like to be "extra sensitive"  no real explanation is necessary. But for those of you who have no clue  let me explain something... Being psychic means different things to  different people. To me it means I am sensitive to others emotions to  the point of feeling what they feel. I feel the sensation of energies  that are around me constantly and at times I am not sure if I am feeling  something or if I am feeling someone&amp;nbsp;else's&amp;nbsp;emotions. It at times can  be confusing and at times upsetting because I am not sure. This ability  didn't come with a book and although there are mentors out there that  know what I am talking about... no one can really explain exactly what  you are going thru because we all experience it a little differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at times unsure of what I feel. I have to think about what I am  feeling to make sure that I am giving the right attention to the right  thing. People think that we are making this shit up!! Let me tell you  something..sometimes I wish I was.... sometimes I wish I didn't have  this ability. It's isolating at times because people think you worship  demons or love satin or that your part of a cult. I am not any of those  things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a normal person living life and making mistakes just like anyone  else. Do you judge a runner who is the fastest in the world and think  that they are super human because they can run faster than anyone? Do  you think that they must have every aspect of their lives together  or&amp;nbsp;think they must be worshiping some speed god to get to be that fast? I  am sure we might think that it's possible they use a performance drug  but if we find out they are clean..then what? We now see that this  human, who is all and only human, has an ability to run fast... that  simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too have an ability to use my senses in a way that most  don't&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;they can. I have the ability to feel energy, sense spirit,  sense pain in the human body, feel the&amp;nbsp;sensations&amp;nbsp;and sense the ones  who have passed. I am considered different and why? Because I do  something that people don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly it is FEAR. People fear what they don't understand or haven't  felt or sensed themselves. I understand the hesitation and the fear. But  I am not scary... I don't do things that are scary. It's just spirit  and energy that's all. Nothing there to harm us or to make us possessed.  It's love and light and for those who are stuck and haven't moved on,  there may be some anger and or fear of&amp;nbsp;releasing&amp;nbsp;their grasp on  the&amp;nbsp;physical&amp;nbsp;world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to make the transition understood and welcomed. I try to bring  peace to the ones who have had none because they fear that nothing  exists beyond this physical world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never go away. I can tell you that now. Somehow we exist beyond time  and physical space. It is beautiful and free and yet we come back to  enjoy being human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is light and love and freedom there, and it is here too, but we  have forgotten how to bring that peace into our lives here in the  physical world. Don't wait until you pass to find peace and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are meant to have wonderful fulfilling lives here in this physical  world. We are meant to be happy. To appreciate and enjoy our lives no  matter what things we are going thru. We wanted this journey and we are  supposed to be in love with the journey not the destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a wonderful and precious thing. I can feel those who have passed  and they tell me to love where I am, even if it is not that great, and  things will get better and things will progress. Life does not stand  still even if at times it feel we are doing mundane things. Life does  move and it is for the progression of our spiritual and physical  evolution that must progress. Be happy.. you will be back... and you  will do this all again... you might as well enjoy the journey while your  here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin today to live life like I have no worries and no problems. I  look at life with new eyes and in new ways. Old ways bring me pain and  sorrow.. today I adopt a new mind and a new outlook. Today I set myself  free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-8505416954105360941?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8505416954105360941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/eyes-of-psychic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/8505416954105360941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/8505416954105360941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/eyes-of-psychic.html' title='Eyes of a psychic'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-7695728154075763400</id><published>2011-05-24T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:18:03.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is precious</title><content type='html'>I always knew this&amp;nbsp;statement&amp;nbsp;and have agreed with it my entire life. I  have seen the people I love die before my eyes and was unable to do  anything about it. I too have suffered near death events that could have  been my last moments on Earth. I look back and&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;after this  latest run in with a situation that could have caused my  early&amp;nbsp;dismissal&amp;nbsp;from this&amp;nbsp;physical&amp;nbsp;plane... and I really took in that  saying "life is precious".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a wisp of smoke in the air and we humans like  to&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;that we are going to be here to finish our laundry, raise our  kids, get that promotion, win that prize and more things we think we  will have to complete before "god" or the Divine takes us from this  Earth. Guess what.. no matter how full our to do list, no matter how  many kids we have to raise, or things we need to accomplish... our time  is our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was a magical formula to reassure all of us safe passage  through a long, full life to a die in our sleep at 120 years old. I wish  that our to do list kept us here on earth. BUT.... we have filled up  our lives with these things for fear of the&amp;nbsp;inevitable. We try to hide  it in the back of our minds and we try to pretend that someday we will  walk our physical selves right off this planet when we are good and  ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a beautiful, wonderful gift. We don't look at it enough with  eyes of love and appreciation. We stop being&amp;nbsp;grateful&amp;nbsp;for the view. For a  time I lived in the Virgin Islands. The view from almost anywhere on  that island was beyond amazing. I could never&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;that the local  people just really never noticed the view. After living there for nearly  9 years... I found myself looking at the road, the traffic, the trash  on the side of the roads, the power lines that needed repair, the roads  that needed the pot holes filled... I too had stopped looking at, loving  and appreciating that view. How could I turn my eyes away from such  beauty and look at the things that were wrong with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sad as that was I ended up leaving the Virgin Islands and moved back  to the main land USA. I miss the view and it is the only thing that I  can think of when I think about the Island. So why is it that when we  have something so beautiful we grow numb or tired of loving  and&amp;nbsp;appreciating&amp;nbsp;it? So too with life. Its a beautiful gift that we take  for granted. We stop seeing the&amp;nbsp;amazing&amp;nbsp;view and start&amp;nbsp;noticing&amp;nbsp;the pot  holes in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say.... forget the pot holes!! Forget the traffic!! Forget that to do  list that will never ever get done!! Remember the life that is here now  giving you the eyes to enjoy the wonders. What would happen if we all  stopped giving most of our attention to the things that make us sad,  hurt, upset, and annoyed, and start loving and&amp;nbsp;appreciating&amp;nbsp;the things  that make out heart sing? What would happen to our lives? Would we then  have more of a chance to make it to 120? Maybe, maybe not? But wouldn't  the journey be so much more enjoyable if we could keep the view in our  hearts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is worth so much more that red lights, traffic, and pot holes...  today I am&amp;nbsp;turning&amp;nbsp;my attention to the view, I am looking for the  reasons I came here in the first place... I am looking for a reason  everyday to be&amp;nbsp;grateful&amp;nbsp;and in love with this beautiful gift. Today I am  more alive than ever before... today is the best day of my life because  I am here to see it unfold :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-7695728154075763400?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7695728154075763400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-is-precious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7695728154075763400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7695728154075763400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-is-precious.html' title='Life is precious'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-6950594612120055984</id><published>2011-05-24T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:08:35.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncertainty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; have figured out there seems to be one constant in the universe that haunts all of us here on planet earth... uncertainty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I  found uncertainty in the moment my mother walked away from my life  leaving me with my grandparents, I found it in the moments my  grandmother drank until she&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;stand and then would drive herself  and I to the store for more beer, I found it in the moment I got  pregnant the first time, I found it in everything I did every day of my  life but I didn't know it was something that had an identity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I  just knew something out there was keeping me on the edge of my seat and  now, now I look back and see the common thread that strung the events  together. The choices I have made and even the ones that I did not make  and by not making them I did make them. (confusing I know)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But there it was always in the background noise of life the..... peaceful&amp;nbsp;equalizer&amp;nbsp;of all things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No  one can escape it because it is in the moment right before we make a  choice and that my friends means it is everywhere all the time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peaceful stillness of uncertainty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is like a pause right before the break of dawn. Or the silent break you have as you reach the end of a&amp;nbsp;sentence. (stillness)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's like the forever state of awaiting. It never sleeps.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Without it life would happen all at once....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uncertainty  is where the universe asks us to have faith in the next step of  a&amp;nbsp;circumstance&amp;nbsp;or a situation.... and that is not an easy task.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We  have learned to control so much of our&amp;nbsp;environment&amp;nbsp;that we have lost  what the ancients once knew... the way to find peace, even  in&amp;nbsp;uncertainty. To gain that back takes time... and it takes a bunch of  faith.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even  for someone who does not&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;in a god or a universal  divine&amp;nbsp;intelligence... there can be a respect and a letting go that  happens for the uncertainty to lead us to the next greatest thing,  circumstance or person in our lives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What  choice do we have at times but to have the highest hopes and the  greatest faith that the best is yet to come. Fret and worry get us  nowhere and they certainly do not help navigate us to a better path.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When faced with uncertainty we can learn to let go, believe in our highest good and then wait for the answer to arrive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you find peace in the unknown you have mastered a skill not many have today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Worry  and fret for me was a learned trait by my grandmother. She was a big  time&amp;nbsp;worrier&amp;nbsp;and always spoke of what "could happen".... and many times  "what if" was at the&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;of many sentences.&amp;nbsp;I learned to  be&amp;nbsp;afraid&amp;nbsp;of the future, of the unknown, of most anything I was unsure  of.&amp;nbsp;I learned to find security in the worry. If I worried then maybe it  would turn out okay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Things  still happened that were bad even when I worried. No amount of "what  if's" could have even prepared me for some of the worst circumstances in  my life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A  healthy dose of fear may be&amp;nbsp;warranted&amp;nbsp;in certain situations but when  the outcome is beyond your reasoning... best thing to do is to trust the  parachute will open, that the bridge will not fall, the best  will&amp;nbsp;persevere.... somehow, someway, and things must and will work out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Learning  to trust the uncertainty is really&amp;nbsp;challenging.... but if you can take  baby steps into finding peace within the storm.... you will find life to  be a better place than you had imagine&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-6950594612120055984?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6950594612120055984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/uncertainty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6950594612120055984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6950594612120055984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/uncertainty.html' title='Uncertainty'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-7058159626960167363</id><published>2011-05-24T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:10:37.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This has to be one of the most difficult things to learn to do. Letting go that is.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We  have to learn to do it but it is so painful it feels at times as if it  will rip out our heart and out stomach and put them in a blender.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This lesson has been so hard for me and so hard on me but throughout my life it has been a constant necessity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default;"&gt;When  I was little I had to watch my mother, whom I adored, drive away and  leave me with my abusive grandmother. She had to do it because I was  legally my grandparents property for many reasons I can't go into here  to honors my mother’s request not to talk about it openly. But that  HURT. I cried and cried and cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But in time I learned to let go.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I  went through a terrible first marriage and as much as I knew I needed  to leave I kept hanging in there with some belief that I had a moral  obligation to my husband no matter how evil he was. I eventually learned  I had to let GO. I did and the pay off was peace like no other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I  remarried and had what I felt was a very loving marriage.... in time  and with much stress from outside influences that marriage began to fade  and eventually my husband wanted to walk away from two beautiful  children and his loving wife. I was devistaed and hurt beyond the point  of pain...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But  I walked away... I gave him his freedom and took nothing from him..... I  let go of all my things.... and all of our years together.... and in  being willing to let go.... I was able to let in love like I have never  felt before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Now  again my life is asking me to let go of expectations and rigid  outcomes. It&amp;nbsp;is asking me to be fluid and flexible. It wants me to let  go and trust the divine intelligence to bring me to the best possible  outcome. The least amount of effort brings the biggest rewards. GO with  the FLOW... Let go and let the stream of life take you to the  destination. Enjoy the ride.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As  in the words of Abraham-Hicks.. "You don't take a vacation just to get  back home, you take the vacation for the excitement, experience and the  joy along the way"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yes  that is true...We don’t go on the trip and say "well we are home and  since we will eventually be coming back home, why go? Let’s just stay  home" ~Abraham-Hicks&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But  it's hard when you are so emotionally attached to an outcome or a  specific goal that letting go of how we want things to turn out is  nearly impossible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;BUT.... we have to. To hold on will only drive away the very thing we wish to hold onto so tightly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hold it with gentle hands so when it is time to let it go...the pain won’t be so bad and the freedom will be felt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How  can the universe in all it's wisdom put good hearted, loving, sweet,  people through such heart ripping things?? I say it's because we have to  learn that there is a divine order. A mathematical algorithm that must  play out and we are in agreement to participate. And when we allow the  divine to take the wheel and show us the way...we are free to enjoy the  ride.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It is the worry and the fears that hold us back from that freedom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The  divine wisdom is huge and I don't think fighting it for the steering  wheel is going to get any of us very far. Because eventually the  universe must return things to the natural order and we can either enjoy  the ride or get beat up trying to fight it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: default; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So...letting  go helps us to go where we want to go anyways. It's trusting the  universe to get us where we need to go when we don’t have a map to get  there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-7058159626960167363?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7058159626960167363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/letting-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7058159626960167363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7058159626960167363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/letting-go.html' title='Letting go...'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-7949363152972052630</id><published>2011-05-24T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:06:02.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't heal me</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Many  times in my practice I have come&amp;nbsp;across&amp;nbsp;people that did not want to get  past or over the pain in&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;lives. It has always been something I  have not understood very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I  always respect their wishes because I&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;that until one is ready  for healing...no amount of working on them will bring lasting  relief&amp;nbsp;either&amp;nbsp;physically&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;However  it does leave a hole in my heart for them because I guess I myself have  known pain of my own and it is&amp;nbsp;sometimes&amp;nbsp;easier&amp;nbsp;to stuff it away then  have to deal with or even understand the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Burying  it inside harms us...in many ways. We can become cynical  and&amp;nbsp;hardened&amp;nbsp;to life's&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;moments&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;we have a skewed view  of our world. It's&amp;nbsp;vialed&amp;nbsp;and through that skewed&amp;nbsp;vale&amp;nbsp;we cannot see  the&amp;nbsp;reality&amp;nbsp;of a situation. We filter it through our own stuff and  then&amp;nbsp;sometimes&amp;nbsp;well meaning intentions and actions of&amp;nbsp;people&amp;nbsp;around us  get lost behind our&amp;nbsp;pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We  tend to filter through our pain and assume that even new people in our  lives are going to repeat the patterns too. We will search endlessly for  that point at which they are to fault. We think they are going to do it  so we poke and prod the relationship looking for the pain that we  "KNOW" they are going to&amp;nbsp;inflict&amp;nbsp;upon our already tender  and&amp;nbsp;bruised&amp;nbsp;heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Unfortunately&amp;nbsp;we  sometimes lose the very people that would have never hurt us but  because we pushed them away in fear of being hurt... they can't continue  being pushed, blamed, taunted by our&amp;nbsp;incessant&amp;nbsp;prodding&amp;nbsp;and testing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We  are hyper aware of the events that hurt us before and we look for hints  from people we love to see if they are going to do the same things to  us. We sometimes unknowingly but&amp;nbsp;subconsciously&amp;nbsp;even provoke the very  behavior we are&amp;nbsp;afraid&amp;nbsp;of because we on some&amp;nbsp;level want to  be&amp;nbsp;proven&amp;nbsp;right. We want to be able to show them that they can hurt  us&amp;nbsp;before&amp;nbsp;they&amp;nbsp;have a chance to&amp;nbsp;surprise&amp;nbsp;us with the pain. We tend to  wait for the other shoe to fall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's  sad that we do it. But all of us at some time or another have done it.  And we know we are doing it and somehow it's  like&amp;nbsp;watching&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;traumatic&amp;nbsp;event and not being about to stop it...it  takes place right before our eyes and we fall to our knees inside  praying the the whole movie will stop but we see ourselves taunting  and&amp;nbsp;prodding&amp;nbsp;the whole event...and then it's over... your hurt and  feeling guilty for knowingly provoking a&amp;nbsp;response&amp;nbsp;and now they are  hurting too... even more than we had&amp;nbsp;anticipated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Where did it get us?? No where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;They  are hurt...we are hurt... and now there is an open wound that may or  may not heal&amp;nbsp;completely. It may have been so&amp;nbsp;painful&amp;nbsp;to the other person  that there may be a scar left. And now they too will be hyper aware of  actions&amp;nbsp;similar&amp;nbsp;to the ones&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;took place to cause the scar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We did nothing positive in doing what we did... we just&amp;nbsp;perpetuated&amp;nbsp;the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So now what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How do we stop hurting the people we love so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mainly  be aware of what hurts you and know that you will use the same sort  of&amp;nbsp;poison&amp;nbsp;to render your loved one&amp;nbsp;defenseless. You know by the measure  of your pain that you can use force and&amp;nbsp;severity&amp;nbsp;to punish the  unsuspecting person. How powerful you may feel after&amp;nbsp;releasing&amp;nbsp;the built  up emotions but then how damaged the other person may be afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We  have to take a good long look at how we react towards the people we  love. They are the closest to our hearts and can inflict the most pain  the&amp;nbsp;easiest. Thats why we tend to treat the ones so close to us with our  reflective pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We cant do that forever. We will end up hurting more, for hurting others and we will or can end up alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Take  a breath... walk away for a few minutes...not hours... look at it as if  you were them. What would you feel if they were reacting to you in this  way?... Seeing the situation from&amp;nbsp;another's&amp;nbsp;perspective has to be one  of the hardest tasks for most people because most people are more  worried about their own points of view,&amp;nbsp;opinions&amp;nbsp;and feelings. But it is  the most mature and reasonable thing to know how to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It  can be done and in time with&amp;nbsp;conscious&amp;nbsp;practice you too can be more  aware of what falls out of your mouth and wounds the hearts of the  innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Time  heals and if it does not then work&amp;nbsp;must&amp;nbsp;be done to remove some of the  scar tissue. If you don't get rid of the scar tissue you can eventually  become&amp;nbsp;debilitated&amp;nbsp;by the stiffness and the&amp;nbsp;fibrous&amp;nbsp;tissue surrounding  the wound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Over time lightly messaging the wound will decrease the scar tissue and movement and flow become more&amp;nbsp;evident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You  heart&amp;nbsp;softens... your mind relaxes more..your&amp;nbsp;relationship&amp;nbsp;finds deeper  meaning and satisfaction and you gain so much freedom that you could  never imagine being so&amp;nbsp;hardened&amp;nbsp;to life as you once were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I  love life... and I love&amp;nbsp;people... I know that we are HUMAN and we are  going to mess up that is a fact. Don't be too hard on your self if you  do but just be sure you let the ones that you hurt know that you are  trying to move into a less reactive mode and more into an  objective,&amp;nbsp;reasonable&amp;nbsp;response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How  else can we&amp;nbsp;navigate&amp;nbsp;relationships of any kind? There is more than one  way to be objective and we have to find what works for us and make it  a&amp;nbsp;habit&amp;nbsp;to do this in a healthy way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Life  will go on and we can heal.... but only when we are ready to look at  ourselves and our&amp;nbsp;patterns&amp;nbsp;and make changes that will heal our own  heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-7949363152972052630?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7949363152972052630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-heal-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7949363152972052630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7949363152972052630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-heal-me.html' title='Don&apos;t heal me'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-6449697690815191307</id><published>2011-05-24T18:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:04:52.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the universe speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the&amp;nbsp;universe&amp;nbsp;speaks to us we sometimes refuse to hear what it is saying.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We  keep trying to make things work. We keep doing it our way...going  against our better judgment and gut feelings..&amp;nbsp;believing&amp;nbsp;that maybe our  body is sending us mixed signals but really its the real us begging the  human us not go against the way we feel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I  have done this in my life many many times and it is very&amp;nbsp;tiring. You  are stuck between what everyone thinks you SHOULD do and what you feel  is the right thing for YOU to do. It's a constant struggle.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I  have seen many people that have done what they wanted.. or gone with  what their gut said and they benefit from it. They get the best  situations, ideal partners, and luck in every avenue. It's not luck...  its being willing to listen to the universe pulling you in the direction  you want to go anyways. Its just that we don't trust the path that  seems impractical because of that very reason..it seems IMPRACTICAL. We  don't see the magic in the process we just want to know the path is safe  before we walk it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life  is the process. &amp;nbsp;Life IS the PROCESS. There is no getting there. There  is an infinite place that is never reachable because even when you reach  a goal or a dream other dreams and goals follow. It IS a process.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So learning to&amp;nbsp;trust&amp;nbsp;that PROCESS is key to letting in the stuff that you want anyways.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So  it seems impractical... so it seems&amp;nbsp;against&amp;nbsp;main stream... so it seems  like its against what your parents, friends, or co-workers think is best  for you. YOU TRUST your gut and your heart and KEEP on walking the path  least&amp;nbsp;traveled.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When  you follow that path... you find the process rewarding and the gift of  the universe is the ease of the flow as you allow it to take you on the  path you have dreamed of.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-6449697690815191307?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6449697690815191307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-universe-speaks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6449697690815191307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6449697690815191307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-universe-speaks.html' title='When the universe speaks'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-5265818941568325719</id><published>2011-05-24T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:04:10.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There  are times that we all have a moment that we look at our lives in a new  way and decide..."hey what the hell am I doing?" or "why did I end up  here?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And for me that moment happened last night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You  never know when it's going to happen... you are just sitting there  minding your own business and from out of no where the universe allows  you to&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;old stuff that you thought you had&amp;nbsp;buried&amp;nbsp;deep within or  that you thought you really let go of. It is&amp;nbsp;amazing&amp;nbsp;to me how we don't  realize the stuff that leaves such an impression on us that we almost  buckle to our knees to be reminded so&amp;nbsp;vividly&amp;nbsp;of it still being there  somehow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I  am not one to struggle with thoughts... I&amp;nbsp;usually&amp;nbsp;allow them in, thank  them for making me aware of their&amp;nbsp;presence&amp;nbsp;and I gently  and&amp;nbsp;lovingly&amp;nbsp;forgive my past or the situation or the person and I let it  go.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But...  last night..these thoughts hovered like a dark thick cloud of hot  sticky&amp;nbsp;molasses. And... I tried to shake it off and let it go and bless  it with love...and it didn't work.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It  got to me and tears soon followed. I felt&amp;nbsp;vulnerable and&amp;nbsp;afraid and yet  silly for allowing my thoughts to take me to a place I thought I had  locked and thrown away the key.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At  times I wonder why we have to&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;our pain when we have so much  going on in our lives and really have enough emotional&amp;nbsp;balancing&amp;nbsp;to  do&amp;nbsp;externally... then to be forced to turn inwardly and clean closets  when you don't even want to is quite&amp;nbsp;debilitating.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I  like to facilitate my own healing when I am ready to deal with internal  subjects and being forced to look at it when I am not&amp;nbsp;prepared&amp;nbsp;makes me  feel a bit weak. BUT.... I have to ..we all do when an if that time  comes for us. Some of us not even knowing that we are being asked to  process&amp;nbsp;internal&amp;nbsp;clutter, may think we are just &amp;nbsp;having an off day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have faced what they have asked of me&amp;nbsp;and the universe has given me words of wisdom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Throughout  history famous&amp;nbsp;and important people have been through some amazing  adversities. They've overcome and regained their focus and their  determination time and time again. They have&amp;nbsp;succeeded&amp;nbsp;where many have  failed. Yes....they too fell&amp;nbsp;down...but they got up.... dusted off....  and kept going.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This  reminded me of a poem that my mother sent me in the mail one day and I  want to give credit to the author but I don't know who it is... so just  know this is not my own words. If you know who wrote this feel free to  comment about it here.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't you quit....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;When the funds are low and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;As every one of us sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about,&lt;br /&gt;When he might have won had he stuck it out;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow--&lt;br /&gt;You may succeed with another blow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Often the goal is nearer than,&lt;br /&gt;It seems to a faint and faltering man,&lt;br /&gt;Often the struggler has given up,&lt;br /&gt;When he might have captured the victor's cup,&lt;br /&gt;And he learned too late when the night slipped down,&lt;br /&gt;How close he was to the golden crown.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Success is failure turned inside out--&lt;br /&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;And you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems so far,&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--&lt;br /&gt;It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Author unknown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank  you universe for bringing me inspiration in many different  formats...and thank you for&amp;nbsp;surrounding&amp;nbsp;me with people who care enough  to share their thoughts with me and listen to my heavy heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can overcome... we all can... one steady determined step at a time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-5265818941568325719?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5265818941568325719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/5265818941568325719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/5265818941568325719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of wisdom'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-440142341969663627</id><published>2011-05-24T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:02:42.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is my dad upset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;  had a client request to speak to her father. As always it was a  wonderful, freeing feeling. He came through&amp;nbsp;relieving&amp;nbsp;many things that I  had no knowledge of. This is when I am glad to hear the acknowledgement  from clients so that I know what I am saying is correct for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Feedback from the client is important to help the medium understand if they are feeling the right thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;We are not all knowing all seeing. We are human too you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I  think many people have seen the way TV and movies  have&amp;nbsp;portrayed&amp;nbsp;psychics and expect a huge booming voice to come rumbling  from the other side. But it's not like that at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;What  we sense and what we "see" or "hear" is not really seeing or hearing.  It's more like a sensation of hearing or feeling or seeing. It's like a  lost or faded day dream. Or maybe a very old memory that seems very  faint and distant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;The  beauty of being psychic to me is that you learn to sense the subtle  energy changes in the people you communicate with and you start to  understand what the clues are that the ones who have passed are giving  you so you know what to say. It's amazing to me even still that they  don't come across as icky and full of holes or bugs or scary faces.  Because that is what TV has taught me that spirits or "ghosts" would  look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Some  energy does come across as heavy, sad, angry, scared, then I know they  are lost, and or searching for someone. &amp;nbsp;And when I help them they are  free from those heavy emotions and they reach a new level of&amp;nbsp;existence  on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;  had a client request to speak to her father. As always it was a  wonderful, freeing feeling. He came through&amp;nbsp;relieving&amp;nbsp;many things that I  had no knowledge of. This is when I am glad to hear the acknowledgement  from clients so that I know what I am saying is correct for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Feedback from the client is important to help the medium understand if they are feeling the right thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;We are not all knowing all seeing. We are human too you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I  think many people have seen the way TV and movies  have&amp;nbsp;portrayed&amp;nbsp;psychics and expect a huge booming voice to come rumbling  from the other side. But it's not like that at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;What  we sense and what we "see" or "hear" is not really seeing or hearing.  It's more like a sensation of hearing or feeling or seeing. It's like a  lost or faded day dream. Or maybe a very old memory that seems very  faint and distant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;The  beauty of being psychic to me is that you learn to sense the subtle  energy changes in the people you communicate with and you start to  understand what the clues are that the ones who have passed are giving  you so you know what to say. It's amazing to me even still that they  don't come across as icky and full of holes or bugs or scary faces.  Because that is what TV has taught me that spirits or "ghosts" would  look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Some  energy does come across as heavy, sad, angry, scared, then I know they  are lost, and or searching for someone. &amp;nbsp;And when I help them they are  free from those heavy emotions and they reach a new level of&amp;nbsp;existence  on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;It  also&amp;nbsp;amazes&amp;nbsp;me the way everyday people over look the&amp;nbsp;subtle&amp;nbsp;way in  which their guides, angels or family communicate with them.  Its&amp;nbsp;SUBTLE&amp;nbsp;people. WAKE the hell up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I  wish I could teach the whole world how simple it is to allow the light  to flow through you and how easy it is to communicate and how it is not  scary, sick, sad, demonic, or anything witchy. It is MAGICAL to say the  least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe  one day I will have reached enough people that there will be a new  level of understanding about death and the life, after life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I will continue to HOPE for the best and keep my eyes on the goal for&amp;nbsp;awakened&amp;nbsp;clarity for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;It  also&amp;nbsp;amazes&amp;nbsp;me the way everyday people over look the&amp;nbsp;subtle&amp;nbsp;way in  which their guides, angels or family communicate with them.  Its&amp;nbsp;SUBTLE&amp;nbsp;people. WAKE the hell up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I  wish I could teach the whole world how simple it is to allow the light  to flow through you and how easy it is to communicate and how it is not  scary, sick, sad, demonic, or anything witchy. It is MAGICAL to say the  least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe  one day I will have reached enough people that there will be a new  level of understanding about death and the life, after life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I will continue to HOPE for the best and keep my eyes on the goal for&amp;nbsp;awakened&amp;nbsp;clarity for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-440142341969663627?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/440142341969663627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/is-my-dad-upset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/440142341969663627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/440142341969663627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/is-my-dad-upset.html' title='Is my dad upset'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-8306135684355112026</id><published>2011-05-24T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:12:42.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychic in the closet</title><content type='html'>In today's world we see that the psychic profession&amp;nbsp;is being more and  more accepted. You mostly see it in books and TV shows. However; like  anything else in this world, that which is not normal or main stream  is&amp;nbsp;considered&amp;nbsp;unorthodox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I teach the world that what I am or who I am is not unacceptable.  I don't want to put on&amp;nbsp;Gothic&amp;nbsp;clothes or a gypsy out fit and play  a&amp;nbsp;character&amp;nbsp;in this life. I am who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be asking too much of this world. But I have met some  very&amp;nbsp;interesting&amp;nbsp;people on this journey. They have been psychics, energy  healers, soul coaches, new agers,&amp;nbsp;practitioners&amp;nbsp;of many types  of&amp;nbsp;meridian&amp;nbsp;therapies,&amp;nbsp;pagans, Christan faith healers, and the sort.  They for the most part have good intentions. A few do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few people have an ego about the work they do and you can tell it from  a mile away. Those are not the best of people to get information from  because they think they are the only ones that are right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the ones that are fanatics and extremists... That I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job here is to uphold the people that are ready to become more than  they are or the ones that want to&amp;nbsp;finally&amp;nbsp;acknowledges who they are  becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few people have crossed my path looking for something and when  they have asked, I have answered and then a light goes on in their  eyes...it is the most beautiful feeling. To see the ah-ha. To see them  realize the magic that they have been looking for all these years is not  outside themselves but a light within themselves just waiting to break  free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to let the seekers of the secret&amp;nbsp;knowledge&amp;nbsp;or the language of the  light, know that its not about what "I can do" but about "Look at what  YOU can do. Look how&amp;nbsp;incredible&amp;nbsp;YOU are".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because its time for each person to realize how much more&amp;nbsp;potential&amp;nbsp;they  have. Its time to stop being afraid of what you know and what YOU can  really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-8306135684355112026?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8306135684355112026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/psychic-in-closet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/8306135684355112026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/8306135684355112026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/psychic-in-closet.html' title='Psychic in the closet'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-6253151878943681325</id><published>2011-05-24T17:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:13:05.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messsage from the Guides</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Funny  thing,&amp;nbsp; the way your guides will let you know you are on the right path  and how they seem to give you words of wisdom right when you need it  most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GuLgaE0S8E/S7CxBgvIW7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/0SUSu1rpIbk/s1600/wall+plaque.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GuLgaE0S8E/S7CxBgvIW7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/0SUSu1rpIbk/s320/wall+plaque.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I  was out shopping for a few house items that we still needed as we are  still settling in. While at the store I came across this wall plaque  ...which I purchased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;When I saw this I knew what it was saying. and it is saying it to all of us who are hiding behind the masks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;No  matter who we are now... who is it that we want to become.... why are  we putting it off? Why do we let others pull the enthusiasm from under  out feet. Or why do we allow fear of losing family, friends, or status  stand in the way of the beautiful thing that we are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I hope this helps someone like it has helped me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-6253151878943681325?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6253151878943681325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/messsage-from-guides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6253151878943681325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6253151878943681325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/messsage-from-guides.html' title='Messsage from the Guides'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GuLgaE0S8E/S7CxBgvIW7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/0SUSu1rpIbk/s72-c/wall+plaque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-6937170109663159526</id><published>2011-05-24T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:13:25.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my home</title><content type='html'>I often&amp;nbsp;encounter&amp;nbsp;the feeling that sitting still  is&amp;nbsp;accomplishing&amp;nbsp;nothing. I arrived in the small town willing to do the  work my guides have lead me to. Yet here I sit still waiting for the  masses to come knocking at my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out there and heal the world...I want to be of service to  those who need their hearts healed, their souls mended, their emotions  calmed. I want to be able to reach out to so many that are looking for  guidance and who feel lost. But still here I sit and am only able to do  work for my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I mind working on my own stuff...because that is something that  we all must do&amp;nbsp;continually&amp;nbsp;but I feel like life can be so much more  than it is right now. I feel the BIGNESS of my life calling me forward  and yet in almost 4 weeks no movement forward is nearly&amp;nbsp;heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am recovering from a divorce that nearly took my breath away and I am  doing that as a single mother with two wonderful young children. They  deserve so much more and I am trying to give them a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why the universe has given me the opportunity to come to Maryland and then make me wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a CAR. That would be a great way to facilitate the momentum  forward. I wish to go out there where my guides lead me and help the  lost and hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself am not perfect... but I offer my help with a BIG heart and a very open MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you somehow open the doorway to the&amp;nbsp;sacred&amp;nbsp;knowledge.... you gain a  new&amp;nbsp;burden&amp;nbsp;and a new&amp;nbsp;responsibility&amp;nbsp;to share this gift with the world  rather they entertain the idea of it all or not. You may lose friends,  lovers, family and husbands. That is the world that looks upon you as a  freak or a weirdo. Only a select few are willing to admit they believe  and then even they sometimes talk about you behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this ability... what am I to do with it? I cannot be less than  who I have become. I would not ask a loved one to be less of a  carpenter, auto mechanic, fisherman, baker, nurse, mother or whatever  else they are to make me feel more&amp;nbsp;comfortable. So why do those who  don't understand what I can do look at me as if I have the&amp;nbsp;plague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the&amp;nbsp;ability&amp;nbsp;to speak with the ones that have crossed over and  sense pain and injuries in the human body..I can heal pain without  touching someone and I get insights from their guides. What am I to do  with what I know if I don't share this with people? Do I keep it to  myself and just live a&amp;nbsp;mundane&amp;nbsp;life of a normal person??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-6937170109663159526?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6937170109663159526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-is-my-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6937170109663159526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/6937170109663159526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-is-my-home.html' title='Where is my home'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-8163817363642008139</id><published>2011-05-24T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:13:53.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dungeon</title><content type='html'>After being here for a couple of weeks I met a neighbor that told me she heard what I did and was&amp;nbsp;interested&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;learning&amp;nbsp;more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she was talking to me I&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;vision&amp;nbsp;of her locked in cell in  the Salem witch&amp;nbsp;dungeons. It was one of those very narrow cells that you  could not sit down in and as history reads the dungeons would fill up  with water from time to time. In my&amp;nbsp;vision&amp;nbsp;she was up to her neck in  water and had to hear her children scream from the cell beside her as  the drowned in the raising water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cried and told me that she was&amp;nbsp;claustrophobic&amp;nbsp;but even more so she  was afraid that she has always felt like she&amp;nbsp;would&amp;nbsp;not be able  to&amp;nbsp;protect&amp;nbsp;her kids. It was obvious that these fears&amp;nbsp;stemmed&amp;nbsp;from  unresolved trauma that happened in a previous life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a normal person that has been handed a gift of insight and  intuition... how to you really know when what you are seeing and or  feeling is the right thing? What if I am wrong? What if what I say sends  someone off the deep end or puts them in a state of depression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard to know what the universe is asking of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder if I am supposed to just drop the psychic hat and take up being a waitress at the local food establishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much easier it would be to just walk away from who I am becoming and try to forget the abilites I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-8163817363642008139?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8163817363642008139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/dungeon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/8163817363642008139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/8163817363642008139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/dungeon.html' title='The Dungeon'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579920769067444603.post-7214705257617604274</id><published>2011-05-24T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:14:52.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today from the New place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Today am&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;a blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have moved from the BEAUTIFUL island of St. Thomas after living there for nearly 9 years to my new location in Maryland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Upon my arrival the snow greated us. It was COLD to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The  ride to the small town I live in now took 3 hours. After  two&amp;nbsp;terrifying&amp;nbsp;3 hour plane rides the ride in the car was a&amp;nbsp;relief&amp;nbsp;to  some degree. However; after driving an average of 20 miles an hour on a  tiny, hilly, curvy&amp;nbsp;mountain&amp;nbsp;road and then coming to the states and  riding in a car going 65 miles an hour on a long&amp;nbsp;expanse&amp;nbsp;of road is  quite a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We  reached the house that evening and I had a&amp;nbsp;sense&amp;nbsp;of something being in  the house. A sort of looming feeling. Like being watched from the corner  of the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One  day while at the house alone I&amp;nbsp;was sitting on the couch in the living  room and smelled something that reminded me of propane. It was very  faint... so I walked in the kitchen to check out the smell only to  realize that the stove was NOT gas but electric. OK! so it's not the  stove!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For  a few days nothing&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;came to communicate but one day my mom and I  were talking in the dining room.. I felt an energy&amp;nbsp;standing&amp;nbsp;in the  doorway. He wouldn't&amp;nbsp;communicate&amp;nbsp;with me at first. But I could sense his  anger. (when I sense an energy's&amp;nbsp;emotions, like a ton of other things I  sense, it feels like a faint memory that I'm trying to recall)&amp;nbsp;After&amp;nbsp;a  few minutes he began to open up. Then I could sense that he died in a  fire. (the reason for the smell I guess) He wanted to know where his  little girl 7 and little boy 9 had gone. I then sensed he was wearing a  civil war blue and gold outfit. He was sad about his children. I could  not tell him where they were but they had passed. He left to search for  them and has not returned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He  did not release... he just moved on. (release means to move to the next  level or higher level in the spirit or energy realm. To&amp;nbsp;allow&amp;nbsp;ones  vibration to&amp;nbsp;resonate&amp;nbsp;with higher&amp;nbsp;frequencies&amp;nbsp;so that they are not  dwelling in the&amp;nbsp;physical&amp;nbsp;world.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know this is&amp;nbsp;written&amp;nbsp;in past-tense&amp;nbsp;but I wanted to catch everyone up to where I am at now. That took place three weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I do have a couple of other stories but will break it up into parts so that it's not&amp;nbsp;overwhelming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579920769067444603-7214705257617604274?l=wisewomancircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7214705257617604274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-from-new-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7214705257617604274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579920769067444603/posts/default/7214705257617604274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewomancircle.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-from-new-place.html' title='Today from the New place'/><author><name>Dynthia Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715809906103353745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrUYnkNK5dY/Thbz3hH_VWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vFUv8dslNRU/s220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
