Monthly Archives: May 2016

Hoping for a Wonder, Love Rushes In

Jill Marie singing “Love Rushes In” at

Marc lost his friend, Meredith, last week. He’s going to have to spend time grieving, but he can also focus on the people who love him here and now. I, too, had bad and good news: The bad news is, I have an ulcer. The good news is, I know I have an ulcer. Now I can eat foods and drink liquids that won’t hurt my stomach so much. (And, having been pregnant, I know the value of saltine crackers and flat 7-Up!)

So here is personal accountability again—doing what will help us feel good.

Any time we get rid of negativity, we create a vacuum where more compassion, love, and understanding can rush in. (Quantum God)

Positive actions run the gamut from 7-Up and saltines, to asking for a hug, to speaking to ourselves with kindness instead of scorn.

At one point, I derided myself for letting my family’s traditions down. My great-grandparents took people in and fed them during the Depression. My mom’s parents paid for children’s operations at the Shriners Hospital. My mom was a friend to all.

What had I done? I found some comfort when I realized I’d given homeless friends and strangers a place to stay, helped with prescriptions, and shared food and love, at least.

But sharing is only one side of the cycle. I once taught my mom that we need to allow others to minister to us so they, too, experience being generous and warm-hearted. Moving bullies out of my circle these last few years has brought kind people into my life and given me practice in receiving—with great gratitude.

It is a humbling experience to know people who are as generous and caring as the family I grew up in, a wonderful testimony to the abundance in this universe, and evidence to support my belief that goodness and kindness runs throughout humankind.

This week shall we take responsibility for our own happiness, allowing love to rush in?

love, chelle

Jo and the Dudes and Friends singing “Give and Take” at

Putting the POW in Power

NOW puts the POW in power.

Why? The present moment is where our power lies.

Too often we live in our heads, in the past (regretful) or the future (fearful).

Quantum physics says that we can move backwards and forwards in time. So, during this three-month-long flu-like illness, I took a note from Chapter 17 of Quantum God and, at the edge of sleep, repeated, “Already gone, already gone,” like the Chinese doctors who shrank a woman’s fatal tumor to nothingness.

I also worked at getting my body to remember a time when it was absolutely healthy, but even better was experiencing a respite from nausea for a right-now feeling of good health.

What really worked, though, was figuring out what was wrong—a lack of beneficial beasties in the intestines—and cultivating them on a physical level, right here, right now. And I had a lot of help from people who were praying for me, and sending healing energy. Energy not for the body, but for the mind that finally latched onto the problem and the solution! (Thank you, dear hearts!)

Our power lies in every now moment. Every love-centered moment.

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May you reap the rewards of your power this week!

love, chelle

Too Tense to Smile?

[S]miling is…beneficial to the person doing the grinning. Facial expressions do not merely signal what one feels but actually contribute to that feeling. If we smile even when we don’t feel like it, our mood will elevate despite ourselves.
(http://www.snopes.com/science/smile.asp)

Coke commercial, “Smiling Faces Around the World,” at

Lately I’ve been noticing how often I tense up, hold my breath, and frown—and the lines on my face are reflecting those frowns. No matter that I’m concentrating on driving, or reading, or just thinking—none are good enough reasons to mar my face.

For decades I waited for my hair to turn to the salt-and-pepper my grandpa Rusty had worn, the grandpa I loved so much. Now silver adorns my head, trophies I earned across the space of half a lifetime. I wear them proudly. Here, too, are the crow’s feet I’d waited for. These laugh-lines at the eyes are a welcome sight. But the lines at the corners of my mouth—where did they come from? Where is that smooth, full face of the twenty-year-old woman I feel like? Did marriage change it? Child-rearing? Struggling and trials? What created the harsh-planed landscape of the face I wear now? (Quantum God, Part Two)

What is the alternative? Remembering to breathe deeply, unfurrow the brow, and smile. Simply smile.

Shall we work on creating smile lines on our own and others’ faces this week? Smile and the world smiles with you!

Sending you loving smiles,
chelle

Tips from Tom Wolford, Prairie Village, Kansas, at