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What Would You Do?

“Fear can stop you from doing a lot of things, but it should never stop you from doing the right thing.” (Anonymous)

What Would You Do is an ABC television offering that fascinates me. Have you seen it? I guess it’s been airing since 2008; as usual, I am a latecomer in discovering the series, but that just means I now have a treasury of episodes to explore.

On the show, “host John Quiñones observes and comments on how ordinary people behave when they are confronted with dilemmas that require them either to take action or to walk by and mind their own business.” I’ve learned to keep a hanky nearby, for at least one segment of every episode always brings me to tears—not sorrowful tears. Oh, no. I weep because, more often than not, the “plain people” caught on camera show the heroism mankind is capable of. The kindness, the compassion, and the bravery.

“Fear can stop you from doing a lot of things, but it should never stop you from doing the right thing,” said a brunette in a Memphis beauty salon on the episode, “Interracial Couples, Psychic Misfortunes.”

Sometimes when I think about the cruelty in our world, the abuse and greed and warlike tendencies of humans, I feel helpless and hopeless, and despair for the outcome of our race—and we are all one race. But it is up to us to mindfully focus on things we can appreciate and praise, for whatever we focus our attention on is what we give energy to and grow.

Kindness is prevalent, all around the world, all across the species. Kindness may be the saving grace for Earth.

I need not ask what you would do. You, dear heart, who are reading this—I know you number among those who make kindness a way of life. I thank you, thank you, thank you, and leave you with

love and blessings of kindnesses to light your life,
chelle

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Adventures in the Night: Inviting Goodness

After my daughter, Kate, invited me for (delicious) dinner the other night, and Kyle told me told me to be safe, I walked out to my car and, one hand on the door and one on the hood, I slipped on the ice.

The skid wrenched my shoulders. I’d noticed the ice upon arrival and noted not to slip on it later. Why did this almost-accident happen? I may have again been resonating with my mother, who also fell in her apartment that night. But maybe the better question would be, “Why didn’t I fall?”

I could call it the Hand of God. Spirit. Good (if belated) sense. At the time, I chose to believe that my Higher Self took charge of me and caused the slip, which stretched muscles that exercising (or lack of it, ha) had not accomplished.

You may remember that I was overjoyed to get a new license plate for this car. The old plate had read “XBE,” and it certainly seemed that for seven years, I had to exert a lot of extra energy just to be, to live. The new plate reads “EXG,” the meaning of which I joyfully assigned as “Extra Goodness” or “Extra Grace.”

When we “seek first the kingdom,” we realize that no matter what happens, the kingdom of heaven is where we always reside—except when we forget it. The father in “The Prodigal Son” parable, Jesus implied, is like God. God’s love is continual, even for those who reject it, and God’s mercy falls on all without distinction. When the elder son, who had stood by his father and worked hard for him, resents the royal treatment for his dolt of a brother, their father says, “Son, you are always with me, and all that I have is yours.” This means that we live in grace always, and all we must do is to remember that we live in grace; the elder brother had been enjoying everything his father had to share with him all along. This kingdom, or state of grace, is our natural state. When we pray for grace, it’s as if we were standing neck-deep in a pool, crying out for a sip of water. (Quantum God, Chapter 5, “Goodness is a Given”)

Does this mean that Grace was active for me and not for Mom? No. Mom is frail and prone to falls. Or yes—Mom needed the stimulus that would lead her into assisted living, where she needs to be. That would be an act of grace, indeed.

While this universe functions by the Law of Attraction, bringing us events that match the frequency of emotions we put out, I believe that Grace is always at work, too. Every time we notice Grace working in our lives, we make it stronger and more easy to invite it (or accept it) again.

I invite you, dear heart, to notice the extra Goodnesses that visit you this week.

love and blessings,
chelle

12 Steps to a Picture-Perfect You

All healing involves replacing fear with love.
A Course in Miracles

Elaine Lierly Jones is a sweet, gracious woman and an award-winning pastelist.

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Elaine also has cancer. (This is and only time I will make that statement.) She contacted me this week, asking if I would join others at a specific time in a specific prayer for her. Now, we know that groups do possess a dynamic power.

The power of one mind can shine into another, because all the lamps of God were lit by the same spark. It is everywhere and it is eternal. In many only the spark remains….Perceiving the spark will heal, but knowing the light will create. (A Course in Miracles)

Yes, there is power in “two or more,” but why wait? I asked Elaine if she had time to spend with me at that moment.

I suggested that she…

■ Shut the laptop (and turn off any other electronics), and get still.
■ Breathe into and out of the front and back of her heart chakra (in the middle of the chest).
■ Know that you are made of God-stuff.
■ Know that Spirit is at work inside you all the time.
Feel this truth, this Presence, this Power deep down.
■ Smile, and say, “Thank You.” Every day, spend time feeling grateful.

I prayed that Elaine’s body completely recovers its good health in that and every minute, but—

■ I saw in my mind Elaine smiling and bouncing around, healthy and happy and energetic. No emphasis on or even mention of what was wrong. Just the image of good health.

I said:

■ FEEL HEALTHY. How does it feel to dance, to sing, to laugh?
■ Claim nothing but perfect health. Do not identify yourself with anything you do not want.

One step toward perfect health is to command your body to hold a new memory. Except for a few moments when my mouth turned painful and mushy in sympathetic resonance with my mom’s mouth cancer, I have not been through what Elaine is living. However, last year’s acceptance of others’ energies brought a swift descent into symptoms of fibromyalgia, and one of the steps toward healthiness was telling my body I wanted it to assume the good condition it had in December of 2014. I wanted the body’s cells to use a memory of good health as their working foundation.

Then I asked Elaine to watch this video, which Quantum God cites in Chapter 17, “Miracles are the way life is meant to work,” under the sub-heading, “Rewriting History.”

■ I wanted Elaine to know what is possible, so she has a better idea of what we humans are capable of. Every day is a new day—new day, new you, feeling good!

Also, on page 234 of Quantum God (at the end of Breathing and Attunement) is a method for correcting the flow of the streams of energy (meridians) inside us, and on the next page an exercise for feeling divine support (Breathe through the back of the heart chakra).

As Gregg Braden notes in the video, we are capable of miracles, but we tend to feel more empowered when we have others’ support. So—

■ Get a hug. And remember, we are ever supported by Spirit, and have only to ask for or be aware of the support of Spirit, Angels, and people dear to us who are no longer living in this world.

■ Give a hug. Bless someone by sharing yourself, and you will share in the blessing.

Because you are dear to me, I hold the vision of you laughing and dancing and, as always, I send you

love,
chelle
p.s. One thing that always works for me is a hot bath with Epsom salts, a dab of coconut oil, and a few drops of essential oils, which always raises my spirits.

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Wishing Well

Have compassion for everyone you meet, even if they don’t want it. What appears bad manners, an ill temper or cynicism is always a sign of things no ears have heard, no eyes have seen. You do not know what wars are going on down there where the spirit meets the bone. ~ Miller Williams

 

This week I am holding two people, especially, in love and light and wellness. They are having surgery, and they believe my love will help.

Why not? Love and compassion (along with joy, appreciation, and wonder) are high-frequency emotions.
Studies show that seeds thrive when provided with water that has been blessed by healers, bacteria is stimulated by compassion, plants respond to loving conversation, and persons suffering from grievous illness recover because of their own optimism and the blessings of friends and family members.

 

…To use my energy with good effect requires deliberate intention and keeping myself centered in high-frequency emotions. An added bonus, I learned, is that whenever we do this, we also strengthen our immune system and actually change the genetic coding of our DNA. With this one bit of knowledge, I have freed myself from the family history of heart problems! Compassion raises the frequency at which the body’s cells are vibrating to a level, so that it has less resonance with disease.

 

How practical is that? Love and joy keep us healthy. For example, the resistance of HIV patients increased by 300,000 times when they were in the presence of people thinking kind and loving thoughts. So acts of kindness do good things to the physical heart, brain, and genetic code. And, experimenters in electromagnetism say, the higher the frequency, the greater the impact. (Quantum God, Chapters 11 and 12)
“Bless them which persecute you: bless, and curse not,” it is written in Romans 12:14.

 

Oh, I know it’s not possible to love everyone and everything, nor even feel compassion. We can, however, bless—and I love Rev. Duke Tufty’s definition of blessing: To wish well.

 

Simply that, to wish someone well. That intention in itself will inject higher frequency energy into even the most difficult of situations. Raise the vibrations.

 

This week, besides sending you love…
I wish you well.
chelle
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Holes and Hells and Hallelujahs

Sometimes when you’re in a dark place you think you’ve been buried,
but actually you’ve been planted. ~ Christine Caine

Our mother used to tell us when we were kids that she didn’t care if we grew up and dug ditches, as long as it was good, honest work. Well, I can say I’ve done a lot of digging in my life, and mostly it was holes that I dug—in front of where I was walking!

I’d dig a hole…and fall in, and while I was trying to climb out, I’d dig myself in deeper.

When I finally climbed out, I’d turn around and fall back in.

After great effort, out again I’d come, bruised and battered. And maybe some time would go by before I forgot the hole and fell in again.

Some of those holes were deep! Deep and dark and cold. A few of them amounted to abysses. And several I lived in for a long, long time.

Sounds monotonous, doesn’t it? I was my own worst enemy! It took me a great while to learn my life lessons. I do know now that I’d rather avoid the crevasses, in the future and certainly the nearly bottomless pit.

With the coming of the new year, many people make resolutions. Instead of setting myself up for possible failure, I think I’ll just write down some thoughts to remember. Guidelines, like allowing. Simply allowing.

  • Allowing blocked energy (which creates pain) to flow out of me. (This will take practice.)
  • Allowing Spirit to guide me.
  • Remembering the grace that I live in as a fish lives in water, and allowing goodness to flow to me. (This will take mindfulness).
  • Allowing myself to take risks, without worrying over results that turn out not-so-successful.

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I know how to allow myself to be me, but I also feel Spirit nudging me to grow into a bigger, more “out there” me, a Spirit-Aware Self. (This will take both mindfulness and practice.)

I was brought up to serve, but maybe it’s time to allow the fruits of my labor to come to me. It may be time to allow that life is not all struggle and hard work, but pleasant. A joy that yields many smiles.

Yes, enough of the holes. More than enough of the hells. Let’s move on to Hallelujah!

And if you need a reason to smile, oh, do contact me. I’ve plenty of ropes and ladders, and hugs that bind better than bandages.

love, chelle