Mother Ayahuasca

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For ten days, seven of us immersed ourselves in the Amazon jungle in Peru to disconnect from City life and reconnect ourselves in a way that we have never experienced before.

Growing up, I always said “If my life doesn’t work out – I will go live in the jungle.” Those who knew me well would scoff at my comment, but I meant it. It was my escape clause and a fantasy that remained in the back of my mind; within reach. And I was about to get a taste of it.

After traveling for a whole day: by cab, two planes, one tuk-tuk, a boat, another tuk-tuk, we finally arrived at Selva Madre Retreat, off the Nanay River, near Iquitos. There was no electricity, no wifi, no shower, no toilet seat, no flush on the toilet, no windows, no AC, no fans, no lights, no outlets,
no hair dryers, no candles.

There was also: no freeways, no traffic, no cars, no buildings/stores/malls, no sirens, no car alarms, no helicopters, no barking dogs, no bills, no responsibilities…

And there was the diet… sugar/salt free, no alcohol, caffeine, meat, sex; including masturbation.
This is the Ayahuasca diet. This plant medicine is ‘jealous’ and likes a clean system.

Within a few hours, we were embarking on our first ceremony. And I was scared. Will it be too difficult, hard, challenging? Will my demons defeat me? Will I survive? What if I can’t cope?
What if I go mad?

Sitting in a hut, in the dark, with eleven people, I set my intention “Salute Maestro,” and gulped down the Ayahuasca. “Oh, I know this taste. I’ve had this before.”  It brought me some comfort knowing I experienced this in a past life. But I don’t remember if it was good… or bad…

I heard that you purge out of both ends… A bucket was provided for each person for the vomit. The toilets outside was for the diarrhea. The toilets that had no doors, no lids, no flush and no lights. “Stay inside the temple. Stay inside the temple. Stay… inside…”

Shaman Don Luis Rimachi, (A.K.A. Don Lucho) started whistling… I didn’t know this; but there is whistling… and there is whistling… The kind that is so powerful, it moves you to tears. His sound hit me right in my heart center and tears escaped my eyelids. Wow… what was this sound that totally mesmerized me? Here I am, in the Amazon jungle, with my mom and friends, doing Ayahuasca with a Peruvian Shaman who has a degree in: whistling. It is really happening. I am really here.
And the jungle surround sound was – electric.

Don Lucho and his two Shaman apprentices started singing the Icaros and shaking the Chacapa leaves. And that’s when I had my past life recollections… I was a sex slave, sold as a whore, performing in front of a jeering crowd. I was a flying creature bigger than any bird, flying over fields. The pigeons below, eating off the grass – seemed tiny to me. I was a dancing courtesan in a castle owned by royalty. I morphed into a huge serpent… Then galloping wildly on horseback: I was a Mongolian Warlord. I was a witch, ugly and deformed… And finally, I was tied to a wooden cross with rope, about to be burned to death in front of an audience.
Quite the performer, it seemed. It all made sense.

Geometric shapes morphed, zoomed and shape shifted. The graphics were intricate, elaborate and stunning. This, is journeying… this, is incredible… I became overwhelmed by the love I felt from my family and friends. Why don’t I let them love me more? Why don’t I let the love in? Why didn’t I trust that I would be okay? I was hit with nausea. Am I going to purge? Please stay in this hut; this temple. Don’t let me shit myself, is all I ask. I may not make it outside to the toilet. And I’m wearing all white.
I heard one would have a ‘gentler’ experience wearing all white. I thanked Mother Ayahuasca for being gentle with me. I felt a blockage in my solar plexus… but it didn’t want to come out.

Later that night, as I laid down to sleep, my mind journeyed again. Thank you for not shitting yourself… I fell asleep with a smile on my face, amazed that I was tripping again.
Oh, these wonderful geometric shapes…

The Cockerels crowed at 3am and 5am. The diet was bland. We weren’t eating for pleasure, but out of necessity. Diet is very important. Breaking it causes the medicine to stop working.
We were to process the medicine all day… and all night…

Food was served at 7am, 12pm and 7pm. On ritual nights, dinner was omitted. What did we do all day? Nothing. Or so it seemed. We laid in the hammock room listening to the jungle sounds and talked about life. Living. Not living. Plans, goals, desires, our differing experiences. We bathed in the creek to lower our temperatures. Ayahuasca brings heat to the head. It’s best to stay out of the sun today. Just spend the day processing.

I’m just happy and relieved that I made it through stellar fashion. And it was way more subtle than I had imagined it to be. She was kind to me the first time. And I know every ceremony is different.
I prepared to get my arse kicked.

For my second ceremony, I was to let love in, know peace and beyond,
connect to my ancestors, and purge my past lives…

A Cheshire cat grin from ear to ear, remained on my face all night. What was I smiling about? Just random thoughts. Thoughts about busting out the Yoga, about the jungle goblin: Chutachak. I must not waste this ritual on silly thoughts, I must focus on the goal. But I can’t stop smiling… I want to do Yoga. I want to laugh out loud. I want to dance. I want to rave! I want to move and stretch.
Maybe have sex – no – don’t go there. Definitely no sex.
I wonder if the Shamans have sex on this. It must be incredible…

I see a Native American girl with two long braids, wearing a suede outfit, dancing with her arms out as if she’s a plane… I see a yellow/golden snake slither up by my face, but I remain calm. For some reason, I know it’s not there to harm me. I see ants turn into termites and fly away… A flying dinosaur made of metal/iron in a metal/iron environment… I know it is a future alien. And I am part of that future alien world. I saw parts of kid’s toys… partial merry-go-round… Just for kicks, I ask “What is my purpose in life?” A Lego man wearing a royal blue top, with no hair, laying on a recliner, turns his head to face me. He has a wavy mustache. I burst out laughing. A lego man??
What am I supposed to do with that? I can’t stop grinning… so ridiculous.
Let’s get serious and do the work here… the effects don’t last that long.

I need to purge my past lives… I’m nauseous. Please don’t make me shit myself, please. I locate where the blockage is: my solar plexus. Again, no purging tonight. Others are in and out of the temple heaving all over the jungle. Their vomiting falls into alignment with the jungle soundtrack. Mother Ayahuasca, you don’t need to be this gentle with me tonight.
I can handle this. I got it. Let me have it.

The ceremony ends… We all leave the temple and head back to our rooms. Walking outside I find myself stumbling like a drunken fool. I tilt at the hip and vomit. Yellow, golden liquid shoots out of my mouth. No food. I’m puking up bile. Hard and fast. My solar plexus releases and opens up… Ahh, there’s the release. I feel better. Actually, I feel pretty damn good. This, is pretty cool.

I fall asleep without journeying.

My skin loves this tropical heat. My skin loves humidity. But there’s no escaping the heat. The only relief is pouring cold river water over myself in my concrete shower cubicle. I’m not a sweaty person, but within 40 minutes of having my cold rinse – beads of sweat trickle down my torso.

Everything’s damp. All the clothes, the bedding, even the wood used to make the huts are moist. Everything smells damp too. But my skin loves this weather – and the mosquitoes love me. Four different repellents do nothing to protect me. I become part of the food chain…

The heat is punishing. And it’s only May. Even the locals cannot tolerate the summers here. Seeing and playing with Woolly Monkeys made everything okay. Kids swim in/drink from the Amazon river. There are big, beautiful butterflies everywhere. I saw the most delightful creature: a pygmy Marmoset. The smallest monkey in the world… and I touched the largest snake in the world – the Anaconda… The most surprising was the Sloth. I never realized how incredibly slow they moved. How do they survive in the wild? They wear permanent smiles on their faces,
have the cutest bowl hair styles, and have the gentlest energy. Extremely fragile.
They are given long, tough claws and bristly outer hairs for protection.

Back to the hammock room to reflect… 24hrs after the ceremony, they allowed us to break our fast with salt and sugar. We are fortunate as some retreats don’t allow you to do that. We ate fruit, bread with butter and jam, even chicken. Divine… I think the diet is proving to be more challenging than the ceremonies themselves. Go figure; foodie.

I was told to connect with my inner-child for my third ceremony. “Connect with children, write books for children.” Don Lucho advised. I requested a bigger dose of Ayahuasca, it will give me a deeper cleanse and a more intense trip. I’m ready for my dark, rough, challenging, difficult experience.
I was sure I would have one. I need a massive spring clean.
I heal others for a living, and the healer needs healing!

The whistling started… then the Icaros with the Chacapas… I found myself in a bird’s nest… There were tiny freckled eggs around me; I was the first to hatch. A huge eye loomed in front of me. A bird of prey. Eagle? Hawk? Falcon? I don’t know… Then a flying owl. Then another bird of prey, dead. Blood spilled from it’s white breast. Aerial point of view of the Amazon river… women and children balanced on narrow bamboo planks on top of the water. How did these women manage to balance on these planks and work at the same time? Astounding. A paddling pool with murky water… sediments… A woman, a cross between Jane Fonda from Barbarella and Raquel Welch from One Million Years B.C. emerged out of it. Who knows… Then I was having sex with what seemed like a Black man… when zoomed in, it wasn’t a man at all – but a jet black shadow. No face, no features. Just a solid shadow… hmm… interesting… I saw a bright green leaf suspended in the air.
Then it was carried off in the wind: I was the leaf.
Then I was dandelion being blown away… with dozens of other dandelions…

I had drank six big gulps of the medicine, out of the man bowl. How comes I wasn’t purging?  I located the blockage: in my second and fifth Chakra… Maybe when I walk back to my room…

And sure enough, like a stumbling drunk, zigzagging my way back to my room – I tilted at the hip and vomited bile – again. It’s weird how it bypasses the food… a bunch of us, donning white, scattered around the jungle floor hunched over. It was a funny sight. And we laughed. We laughed loudly.

Maestro Don Lucho mentioned me being of a high frequency. Born into freedom as a bird. Transforming DNA. I was to abandon the human concept of materialism from time to time. Put aside jewelry, clothes, money, income. Connect with nature. Share wealth to create harmony…
Connect with my spirit…

Before I came to Peru, I thought having three ceremonies was… excessive. One would be sufficient. One would be enough. And now that I’m here, I really could do with a ceremony every night! One is not enough. I’ve done three… and what have I learned? I don’t feel I’ve shifted that much. The visions are great – but I wanna release… some gunk. Obstacles, limitations, fears, phobias. I know I shouldn’t have any expectations and everyone gets the experience they need. But what is it I need?

By now, colonies of mosquitoes have feasted on me. I am responsible for raising good, strong baby mossies in this jungle. My left hand; covered in seventeen bites. My left butt cheek; over forty. If anything, I’ve learned I cannot live in the jungle. I am just food for the insects. Dammit my friends were right. This fantasy has been firmly ripped out of my library of escape clauses. I can testify that these mosquitoes do indeed have yellow fever. My Caucasian friends and Black friend was not feasted upon like my mother and I. They do seem to prefer the female sex…

Days rolled into one another, time goes by slowly when lying in hammocks… it’s so good to go without wifi particularly in this setting. There is no escape in the jungle.

For my fourth and final ceremony… I was instructed to feel. “Do not expect visions, just feel. Have no expectations, let it go, let it flow. Ask that your and my culture never die. Let it grow here. Let Ayahuasca transform you. Give it your mind, give it your body. Forgive your father.”

Hm. Okay. And so, I let it go and let it flow… I dove into my feelings…  I felt every emotion there was. Anger, sadness, grief, joy, bliss, happiness, confusion, chaos, awe – I felt it all. The good, the bad, and the ugly. And then; I felt nothing. Huh. I don’t recall ever feeling nothing before… it’s… different. So what now? I continue listening to the Icaros…

I see a field of green plants with tiny yellow flowers but the view is distorted. Why is it blurry? Then I realize I am inside a single drop of water, hanging off a leaf. Wow… how did I become so tiny? How did I manage to fit inside a single drop of dew? I see a ‘web’ made of chili pepper Christmas lights. My ex-husband’s father (who’s passed) pops in to tell me “He should do this. You should get him to do this.” I look through the mosquito net, out into the jungle. I see the trees form into a Mermaid kneeling with her back to me, with her hands up in the air. Then a Ginseng root/worm with arms and legs climbs up a wooden fence. It’s arms and legs climbs – it’s torso ripples up.
A dragon’s claw pulls a crystal ball out of my stomach…

Don Lucho calls me up to his alter for a personal cleansing. I sit on a stool in front of him; his apprentice stands behind me. They sing and whistle and shake their leaves. His whistling enters my head, spirals down my neck and into my torso… A glass rod comes out of my core. I see my father, who’s passed. That’s right – I forgot about him… He sits there with a wide stance holding a cigarette in his hand. He nods to the floor in approval. “I have to release you,” I say. He nods again. “I have to forgive you and release you so you can ascend. My brother needs to release you too – but I’m going to release you.” He nods. Suddenly my chest is tight. I start to cry… “I forgive and release you.” My father starts crying too. We sit there crying together… “I’m sorry your life was so hard for you. That life itself, was hard for you.” He looks up and says “I’m sorry.” I knew he was… “I hope you have a better life next time round.” And with that, my chest opens up like a blooming flower and my forehead starts pulsating. I feel Don Lucho’s ring on my forehead. The Chakapas are fanning me. How lovely. Tears cascade down my face… and my father is gone…

My father hadn’t even crossed my mind when coming to Peru. But now that I’ve released him, I feel a big boulder has been extracted from deep within me.
Don Lucho smiled “Now you will find a nice man to marry and have healthy children.”
What?! I’m 40! I already have a child!
“You may have twins.”
Everyone laughed.

We spent a night in Iquitos, before returning to the ‘concrete’ jungle of L.A… we were all sad to leave… something special was happening and we were saying goodbye to it. “The trick is to take it with you. Let it remain inside of you. Integrate it into your lives.” Don Lucho smiled.
He smiled a lot. “I have everything I need,” he’d say…

I left a piece of me in the Amazon… I returned to Los Angeles knowing I had gone through one of the most unique experiences of my life. And it didn’t even hit me till my last ceremony. Everything lead me to that moment… there were tears on the tuk-tuk, on the way to the airport.

Just like there is life before children, and life after having children… Ayahuasca is the same. There is life pre-aya. And life post-aya. With no turning back. What I learned, is when you look for the magic – it is there. That nature truly does provide. And that I will return to the jungle some day…
I have so much love around me. I should trust myself more. I am in awe at the magnitude of the infinite power… Pachamama.

Nobody puts Baby in the corner!

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When we keep ourselves small, how do we live?
When we keep ourselves small, who does it benefit?
When we keep ourselves small, what joy do we bring to the world?
When we keep ourselves small, how do we help others?
When we keep ourselves small, how do we fulfill our purpose in life?

When we say we’re not good enough – who’s voice is it?
When we say we’re not worthy – who decided it?
When we keep ourselves small, how do we, and why do we exist?

We would not put baby in the corner… no one puts baby in the corner.
If you keep yourself small – you need to stop it.

Do what you came into this world to do.
Be who you came into this world to be.
And that’s all there is to it.

Raising Unconditional Love…

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When we have a child, we love, care and nurture them.
We guide them through their childhood in hope that they grow up to be
beautiful, evolved, individuals who can think and fend for themselves.
We hope they are all the things that we strive to be and more.
We hope they fulfill their soul/life’s purpose and their true potential. 

As parents, we have for our children: so many wishes, dreams, desires…
we hope, they are able to achieve all of them. We can hope… We cannot expect.
We hope: then we have to let go and accept, unconditionally… that they will be, who they are – not who we want them to be.
They will have their own journey, not necessarily, the journey we envision for them…
Just as our parents have to let go and accept that many of us
are not living the lives they want for us…

 Most of us do not have the job, career, partner, home, our parents wanted for us.
Most of us, have struggled with being who we are,
against our parent’s idea of who we should be… 
And yet some of us, have convinced ourselves:
we are an extension of our parents and continue to live out our lives
by their expectations instead of following our own heart/soul desires.
We live for their love and approval… And so for most of us –
we know not, unconditional love. 

 So, how do we teach, show, demonstrate unconditional love to our kids
when we were not raised this way?
In fact, we are resentful, hurt, that many of our parents are not who we want them to be.
They are not the role models we want or wished for.
They are not evolved, enlightened, forgiving, insightful, wise, respectful, fair…
Furthermore, they have tons of unresolved issues, and now that we have children of our own –
they have regressed into childhood insecurities themselves.
Their flaws and incompetence become painfully obvious. And we in return,
have no patience for them for they raised us with conditional love – what did they expect?

 Additionally, we compare our own parenting skills with that of our parents.
We realize how much more evolved, progressive and loving we are: what, were they thinking?
How could they have treated us like that? We cannot imagine treating our kids the same way.
Our parents should know better! Why weren’t we raised with love, care,
respect, fairness and non-violently? 

 No wonder we battle with unconditional love with ourselves and our children…
no wonder we are not the parents we want to be at every given moment of every given day…
It’s funny… isn’t it? We do not have the parents we want, we cannot be who we want to be, and
our children are not who we want them to be/do not live the lives we want for them. 

 How do we have, and raise, unconditional love?

 Well… we all, have a lot of letting go to do. 
First, let go, forgive and accept ourselves… 
Let go, forgive and accept our parents… 
So we can let go, forgive and accept our children… 
So that one day, they can let go, forgive and accept us. 

If we want to be better parents: it is up to us to break the cycle. 
If our parents could have – they would have. But they didn’t, because they couldn’t.
So it is up to us… We have to. Me. We. I. Me.

8 Body Organ Types

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Chicken breast, blueberry salad, olive oil/vinaigrette dressing, a glass of OJ and a multi-vitamin – beneficial for everyone, right? Not so much.

Take ancient Chinese medicine principals, develop In-Yang theory, develop Sa-Sang theory from In-Yang theory, and you have the “8 Constitutional Medicine”
that has been practiced since the 1800s, and became more widespread in 1962.

What does “8 Constitutional Medicine” mean?
Just as some birds eat grains whereas other birds eat worms… cows eat grass
because of their long intestines, and lions eat meat because of their large livers,
(according to Dr. Lee Jema and Dr. Kwon Dowon), there are 8 different body organ types within the human race. Our organs that constitute the body are not equally balanced in size, strength and power. And the foods that we consume can either: balance our organ equilibrium giving us optimum health, or weaken them creating illness and disease.

The 8 different body organ types are:

Pulmotonia – those born with strong lungs and a weak liver.
Pulmotonia’s are highly creative, inventive, and can be self centered.
They are explorers of a new world and love to discoverer new things.
Yes: All kinds of ocean fishes, shell fishes, green leafy vegetables, rice, barley, buckwheat, red bean, green beans, cucumber, eggplant, banana, strawberry, peach, cherry, persimmon, Vitamin E, cocoa/dark chocolate, ice, swimming, walking.
No: All kinds of meats, fresh water fishes, nuts, root vegetables, flour, pumpkins, peppers, garlic, mushrooms, black grapes, apples, pears, melons, coffee, sugar, MSG, soft drinks, ginseng, Vitamins A, B, C, D, aspirin, alkaline beverages,
hot baths, mountain hiking.

Colonotonia – hyperactive large intestines and a weak gallbladder.
Colonotonia’s are highly ambitious, have a strong will power, very intuitive
and are visionary. They are born to be leaders.
Yes: All kinds of ocean fishes, crab, clam, green leafy vegetables, cucumber, mustard, ginger, black pepper, rice, buckwheat, red bean, green beans, seaweed, strawberry, peach, cherry, persimmon, grapes, cocoa/dark chocolate, swimming, walking.
No: All kinds of meats, fresh water fishes, nuts, root vegetables, flour, pumpkins, garlic, mushrooms, black grapes, apples, pears, melons, coffee, sugar, MSG, soft drinks, ginseng, Vitamins A, C, D, E, aspirin, alkaline beverages, hot baths, mountain hiking.

Hepatonia – strong liver and weak lungs. Hepatonia’s are very bountiful
and generous, risk taking and assertive. Born to be entrepreneurs.
Yes: All kinds of meats, fresh water fishes, nuts root vegetables, rice, flour, soybeans, pumpkins, garlic, mushrooms, apples, pears, watermelon, coffee, milk,
Vitamins A, B, C, D, alkaline beverages, aspirin, hot baths, mountain hiking.
No: All kinds of ocean fishes, shell fishes, green leafty vegetables, raw cabbages, buckwheat, red bean, green beans, cucumber, eggplant, banana, strawberry, peach cherry, green grapes, persimmon, Vitamin E, cocoa/dark chocolate, ice, swimming.

Cholecystonia – hyperactive gallbladder and weak large intestine. Cholecystonia’s are very sociable and outgoing, emotionally sensitive. Prone to alcoholism.
Yes: All kinds of meat, rice, beans, wheat flour, Indian millet, tofu, squash, radishes, lotus root, peas, celery, mushrooms, garlic, chestnut, walnut, pears,
watermelon, milk, sugar, and Vitamins A, B, C, D, E.
No:  All kinds of shell fish, mackerel, squid, nappa, mint, cauliflower, broccoli, eggplant, avocado, peaches, cherries, grapes, grapefruit, mangos, lemons, limes,
coconut, ginseng, chocolate, wine, liquor, IV Glucose.

Pancreotonia – hyperactive pancreas, weak kidney. Pancreotonia’s are highly impulsive, selfless and a devoted philanthropic, loves to eat gourmet foods. Born to be a sweetheart. Yes: Pork, beef, oyster, shrimp, lobster, crab, eel, egg, barley, white rice, flour, soybean, red bean, cabbage, radish, cucumber, carrot, persimmon, pear, melons, watermelon, strawberry, banana, ice, aloe vera, mushrooms, Vitamin E, hot baths.
No: Chicken, lamb, brown rice, sweet rice, potato, sesame oil, seaweed, hot pepper, curry, ginger, green onion, apple, orange, tangerine, lemon, lime, mango, tomato, ginseng, bee honey, date, digestive aide, Vitamin B group, cold bath, swimming.

Gastrotonia – strong stomach and weak bladder.
Gastrotonia’s are very ambiguous and enigmatic, physically strong and enduring.
Yes: Oyster, shrimp, crab, beef, pork, rice, barley, oats, red beans, cactus, peas, nappa, cucumber, broccoli, eggplant, persimmon, avocado, pears, melons,
pineapple, grapes, strawberries, banana, hot baths.
No: Chicken, goat, potatoes, curry, all onions, ginger, squash, seaweed, black pepper, mustard, cinnamon, lemons, limes, grapefruit, tangerines, apples, oranges, mangos, ginseng, honey, Vitamins A, B, D, penicillin, cigarettes, liquor, swimming.

Renotonia – strong kidney and a weak pancreas.
Renotonia’s are very athletic, meticulous and organized. Born to be bureaucrats.
Yes: Chicken, beef, potatoes, corn, peas, squash, sesame seed or oil, seaweed, curry, mustard, black pepper, cinnamon, lettuce, radishes, green onion, ginger, garlic, cauliflower, tomatoes, tangerines, oranges, apples, mangos, peaches,
lemons, limes, grapefruit, honey, ginseng, Vitamin B, swimming.
No: Pork, oysters, crab, shrimp, barley, wheat, flour, nuts, red beans, egg white, oats, mint, cucumbers, cactus, persimmons, coconut, avocado, melon, banana, mushrooms, broccoli, eggplant, celery, beer, ice, Vitamins A, D, E, sauna.

Vesicotonia – strong bladder and a weak stomach. Vesicotonia’s are very quiet and reserved, slow and meticulous. They are prone to chronic depression. Must eat very small amounts of foods, no more than 2 meals a day.
Yes: Chicken, goat, sesame seed or oil, potatoes, corn, spinach, radishes, ginger, green onions, corn, garlic, squash, mustard, black pepper, cinnamon, curry, tomatoes,
lemons, limes, grapefruit, apples, mangos, tangerines, honey,
ginseng, Vitamins A, B, C, D, acidic drinks, cold baths.
No: Oysters, clams, shrimp, crab, pork, all kinds of cold foods, nuts, oats, red beans, egg white, cucumber, cactus, mint, peas, broccoli, mushrooms, cauliflower, celery, eggplant, melon, banana, strawberries, coconut, avocado, beer, ice, liquor, Vitamin E, and sauna.

To find out your body organ type, visit an acupuncturist that uses
8 Constitutional Medicine.

The Importance of Existing…

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itotallymatter.com

How would you feel if people told you that your child was of no importance?
Would you agree, or disagree?
Would you be offended?
Would you feel violated?
Would you get angry? Mad? Upset?

Good.
Because so many of us walk around and feel exactly that: that we are of no importance. In our jobs, in our relationships, in our daily activities… we live as though we are of no importance. That someone who is more ‘successful’ is MORE important. That our boss or the CEO is MORE important. People who earn more money than us are MORE important. That celebrities are MORE important. That the person we are falling in love with, is MORE important. That someone who hires us, is MORE important.
Some parents even feel that their children, are MORE important than they are…

Fact is, you ARE important. Everyone is. Every child, every woman, every man, every flower, every tree, every animal – the list goes on. We are all important.
In the very act of you being born – proves you are of importance.

Every child you have, was supposed to be born…
Every person alive, is supposed to be here. Everyone, has a purpose.

This is not to say, we should all walk around with a self-inflated ego.
Rather, know this about yourself: I MATTER.

Always remember and remind yourself: I matter and I am important, when… applying for a new job, when socializing and networking with others, when falling in love, making new friends, starting a new business venture, when you’re with your children,
when you’re with your parents, when you’re in a meeting,
when you wake up in the morning, when you go to sleep at night.

If you wasn’t important – you wouldn’t exist.

Be Guided…

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Mara Friedman

People ask me what I do, when I’m in need of some guidance, and I always say
“I talk to my guides… they show up and give me signs.”

Yes, we all have them… Guardian angels, spirit guides, ancestral guides,
joy guides, master teachers, helpers, runners, animal totems, archangels, angels,
higher self, deities, the creator, the divine…
We can call on them whenever we want, for whatever we want.

I always call on my ‘runners’ as I leave the house to help find me
parking spaces and they always do.

If I’m contemplating whether I should go on a date with someone,
butterflies will show up. 1 for no, 2 for yes.

If I am on the fence about attending a party or an event,
I will often see a group of birds or animals.
On a few occasions, I’ve looked up to see a balloon in the sky.

When I see a feather or a hummingbird, it is a sign to have fun that day…

In my meditations, the wolf, or a pack of wolves will show up…

Sometimes I’ll ask my spirit guides a question and they will
speak to me in my mind’s eye.

It is possible to get signs everywhere… By turning on the radio and hearing a song,
by reading a billboard, a bumper sticker, overhearing a conversation,
a paragraph in the newspaper, magazine, book. Nature, animals, dreams,
people… You can even see signs on people’s clothes.

If you ask, it shall appear. And the more you ask, the more they appear.
It is truly magical… And who doesn’t want a magical life? Practice communicating with your guides, and always remember, to thank them for their signs and messages.

Fall in love, with YOU…

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So many of us are looking, searching for the love of our lives…
So while you wait for that soul mate to walk into your life,
to sweep you off your feet, to give you all the things you desire…
and all the things you need… I suggest you fall in love with yourself first!

Stop waiting, looking, or searching. And get busy.

Write down what you love and appreciate about yourself.
Write down what kind of person you are and what you bring to the table.
Write down what you want in a partner.
Know what you’re good at, great at, and what you enjoy.
Talk to yourself with kindness, treat yourself with love,
give yourself compliments and thanks.
Look in the mirror and say “I love you.”

You do all of this with loved ones, without hesitation or embarrassment…
Know that the most important thing in life, is to love yourself.

Next, write down things that brings you joy… reading a book, taking a walk,
cycling, going to the movies, taking a bath, going dancing, painting,
eating at a nice restaurant, doing a sport,
going to the theater, comedy show, concert, spa, bowling,
hanging out with friends… etc.

Then, next to each activity, write down how often you can commit to doing these things.
If you love taking baths, can you realistically commit to having one a week?
If you love going to the movies, can you realistically commit to going once a month?
Then start doing them. Get busy with falling in love, with YOU!

I assure you, when you start falling in love with you…
treating yourself with kindness and love,
commit to doing things that bring you bliss… validate, compliment yourself…
you will be more of a complete person, hence you will attract a more complete partner.

Stop waiting for others to give you the love and support you need – give it to yourself.
You have to know love, to give it. Be the person you want to attract.
Then you can attract an extraordinary person who deserves your love.
When you fall in love with anyone – know YOU are special too!