MY WORK ... MY PASSION

~ Certified Transpersonal Hypnotherapist ; Past experiences: Dream Analysis /10 Years Experience ~ Psychotherapist / Gestalt, Jungian, Zen, Reality and Energy Therapies /10 Years Experience ~ EMDR~ Men and Their Journey: the neuroscience of the male brain, and the implications in sexuality, education and relationship ~ Women: Their Transformation and Empowerment ~ ATOD (Alcohol, Tobacco and Other Drugs) / 21 years experience ~ Ordained Interfaith Minister & Official Celebrant ~ Social Justice Advocate ~ Child and Human Rights Advocate ~ Spiritual Guide and Intuitive ~ Certified Reiki Practitioner ~ Mediation / Conflict Resolution • “Intentional Love” Parenting Strategy Groups ~ Parenting Workshops ~ Coaching for parents of Indigo, Crystal, and Rainbow Children ~ International Training: Israel & England ~ Critical Incident Stress Debriefing ~ Post-911 and Post-Katrina volunteer

BSW - UNC Greensboro

MSW - UNC Chapel Hill

"An Unending Love"

This blog and video is devoted and dedicated to my daughter, my grand daughters, and my grand son. They are hearts of my heart. Our connection through many lives..... is utterly infinite.




The Definition of Genius

"THRIVE"

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"ONLY LOVE PREVAILS ....."
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The degree of our enlightenment is the degree of passion that we will have for the whole world." ~The Greystone Mandala


~The best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter.

Winston Churchill


TECHNOLOGY..........

In “Conversations with God”, by Neale Donald Walsch, there is a warning. I think of it as the Atlantis passage, and I've quoted it a few times before. "As I have said, this isn't the first time your civilization has been at this brink," God tells Walsch. "I want to repeat this, because it is vital that you hear this. Once before on your planet, the technology you developed was far greater than your ability to use it responsibly. You are approaching the same point in human history again. It is vitally important that you understand this. Your present technology is threatening to outstrip your ability to use it wisely. Your society is on the verge of becoming a product of your technology rather than your technology being a product of your society. When a society becomes a product of its own technology, it destroys itself."

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

"I" by Steve Beckow

The person, the “I” of everyday consciousness, has two phases: The one who acts (participant) and the one who watches (observer).
The “I” moves back and forth between these two phases, seamlessly, never noticing.
When we draw back and consider, we’re in the observer phase. When we get up and do anything, we’re in the actor phase.
Whether actor or observer, it’s still me. But what usually happens is we remain unaware of being in the one or the other position. Consciousness has not expanded to the point where it takes in both actor and observer. Therefore we remain unaware of working in two modalities.
When the “I” of everyday consciousness acts, it does so by drawing upon its will. Its will is the spiritual capacity to move energy, to exert itself, to engage the machinery of action and propel the “I” of everyday consciousness into it. It’s as if we’re riding a bull. That bull is the will. Once told where to go and given a whack, the will (or bull) carries us the rest of the way.
So often, in the Third-Dimensional world, we used our wills to manipulate and control each other. Those are things we’re now probably going to have to unlearn, unless we want to suffer. We have to relearn instead to allow each other freedom of will or free will. It’s a universal law that we’ve been violating for millennia.  We’re going to have to retrain and exercise our will muscle generally but in beneficial causes and directions.
Turning from actor to observer, when the “I” of everyday, Third-Dimensional consciousnessobserves, it usually labels and judges, evaluates and decides.  Its viewpoint is separative and it creates a lot of kicking and screaming. That also has to go. It’s like an anchor that will weigh us down.
When I labeled and judged, promoted and demeaned, my life was dull. If I tasted a minute of transformative love a year, in a spiritual experience, I felt myself lucky.
Now, things are different. Having tasted what Jesus recently called “real love” for months at a time, I see all the unwholesome actions of the actor and observer phases of me and say to myself, I don’t want to be a part of that any more.
I want nothing else than love in my life. Having drunk natural-spring water, I want nothing else now.
Let the reward of every action be love. Open my heart permanently and wash away my identity in a tsunami of love.
All the rest I see as fruitless.
How many people have I asked if they’ve experienced transformative love and they say, “Oh, yes,” and it’s clear they haven’t.
Anyone who’s experienced it loses their mind to it. Anyone who has melts into it just by reflecting on the experience of it.  It dissolves issues, conditioning, and worldly desires.  It sweeps problems aside and provides the only answer to every predicament: itself

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Is Donald Trump Crazy?

Is Donald Trump Crazy?: Donald Trump continues to lead the polls of Republican candidates for President. The real estate tycoon has been propelled to the forefront of the election campaign and into a sea of controversy because of his seemingly rash and callous statements about...

Friday, August 12, 2016

An Open Letter to Ivanka Trump from Michael Moore: 'Your Dad Is Not Well'

An Open Letter to Ivanka Trump from Michael Moore: 'Your Dad Is Not Well'

It's time for an intervention.
Photo Credit: (L) David Shankbone; (R) a katz / Shutterstock.com; Composition by AlterNet
Dear Ivanka:
I’m writing to you because your dad is not well.
Every day he continues his spiral downward—and after his call for gun owners to commit acts of violence against Mrs. Clinton, it is clear he needs help, serious help. His comments and behavior have become more and more bizarre and detached from reality. He is in need of an intervention. And I believe only you can conduct it.
He trusts you. He believes in you. Although I don’t know you personally, you seem to be a very smart and together woman. I think he will listen to you. He must because he is now not simply a danger to himself, he has put the next president of the United States in harm's way. He has encouraged and given permission to the unhinged and the deranged to essentially assassinate Hillary Clinton. Her life is now in worse danger than it already was—and should anything happen, that will not only be on his head but also on those closest to him if they stand by and do nothing.
I say this with the utmost kindness, care and concern for you, and I know you will do the right thing. Bring him in, off the road, away from the crowds. Now. Tonight.
And when you do, here is what a good friend of mine, a former counselor and social worker, Jeff Gibbs, suggests that you say to him:
Dad, we need to have a chat.  Are you feeling okay? Do you have a minute? Please sit down. Because this isn’t going to be easy. No, I am not pregnant. No, what is going on is… is… I am really, really worried about my father. About you.
Dad, I owe everything to you. You’ve built an empire, a brand and a business for the ages. You have taken care of me, inspired me and, through your example, have made me who I am: a self-confident, honest-to-a-flaw, woman.
But Dad, I am deeply worried. You haven’t been yourself lately. The father I know is not a hater, not someone who encourages violence. Dad, you used to be A LIBERAL. You raised me as a liberal! The Clintons were your friends—Chelsea is one of my best friends! And now you’re joking that Hillary should be assassinated? Really?
Dad, I hate to say this, but you’re making me scared, you’re making my friends scared, and you’re scaring the whole country.
Dad… Dad, sit down! They’ll wait. I am not finished. Don’t get angry. Try to listen.
Yes, I know they love it, the crowd goes wild. But not for YOU. They don’t love YOU. They love the show that you put on. But people who hunger for red meat will turn on you in a minute. No, they don’t love you. I love you. I will always love you. And I see you hurting yourself—and you’re hurting ME, Dad.
Don’t get upset! You’re still the handsomest billionaire I know. I will always love you. Melania will always love you. Vladimir will always love you… OK, maybe that wasn’t funny. But you get my point. This running for president thing is destroying the dad I have known and loved. And honestly, you and I both know you didn’t really want this job to begin with! You just wanted to make a point. OK, well, POINT MADE! You did it! Now, let’s stop and get some help.
I am asking you, right now, to give it up. To leave the race. Let that nice man from Indiana run things. Your place in history is secure. You need to withdraw. Move on, for your sake, for the country’s sake, for my sake.
The man who raised me was the man who, for no charge, built a huge ice rink in Central Park for all the people to use! You struck deals with some of the biggest assholes on the planet in finance and politics and yet remained friends, mostly. You built a family that loves you. I want that dad back! And I worry that, if you don’t stop now, neither you nor the country will ever recover.
There, there, Dad, it’s okay, let it out. Let it out, because I know beneath that gruff, tough, handsome exterior is a little boy who just never got enough love. And that little boy needs some time to find himself again.
Let’s you and I walk out there right now. The cameras are all set up and waiting. You can make up whatever excuse you want. You can blame whomever you want. You’re good at that! I just know this can’t go on, and you know it, too.
Take my hand, let’s end this. And by tomorrow you and I will be sipping martinis on our yacht in the Hamptons with Chelsea and the friends we still have left. I love you, Dad. Let’s do this. That’s right, take my hand, here we go…
Ivanka, I have faith in you that you can do this. I know I’ve called your dad crazy before, but I was speaking politically, not clinically. This has gone beyond crazy. The entire nation—in fact, the entire world—needs you to step forward and do the courageous thing history will praise you for: the loving act of a brilliant daughter who also loved her beleaguered country enough to say her father wasn’t well and needed help.
Thank you, Ivanka.
Yours,
Michael Moore
Michael Moore is an Academy Award-winning filmmaker and bestselling author.

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