Something that has come to light recently for me is where I am putting my attention. I want so badly to go to Colorado and start a new life. But what is holding me back...I am. I throw out the welcome mat to change. And at the same time I recognize that change is not here at my door step. So in doing this recognition of lack of my Colorado I am pushing it away. I know its hard not to notice that something you desire so deeply is not here in front of you...but that is what faith is. Knowing that it is all there for you. Hope is the faith in yourself that you will reach for it. Allowing is the opening up to the joy of abundance that surrounds us. Lets all surrender to our dreams making then a reality.

CREATING TOMORROW TODAY

Yes, you can do this, absolutely. Get the kids in on it too. We want to move to Colorado so bad we can taste it. So how am I creating it...I expect it. I expect it so much that I spend my time knitting hats, scarfs, socks and gloves. I have looked at property on line and will be heading out in a few months to meet with a realtor to check some out. I have my kids in on it too. The more energy you have towards a goal the stronger it is and the better it comes to you. My Son draws pictures on a tree house he is going to have. And my daughter talks about snow and playing in it. And we all discuss how we are going to freeze to death the first year. But laugh all the way through it because we are in Colorado and we have our joy and love and all these things I have knitted to keep us warm. Almost everything I do in geared joyously towards this auspicious occasion. We are cleaning out our home, getting rid of things we don’t absolutely love. Selling stuff on e-bay and Half.com, setting stuff aside for a yard sale and keeping the kidney foundation busy with pick ups. We are testing out Hot Chocolate Recipies. Thinking of ways we can hibernate all winter and only going out to play. I know how to Can and freeze food but am getting ready to learn how to dry food as well. We are looking at stock piling board games, books, books on CD and puzzles. And for me lots of yarn and I have my gardening books out I have the joy of learning how to garden in a different climate...just when you thought you had a hobby mastered...but that’s the fun of it...I get to grow Lilac’s...woo hoo.

So you can see you can create you tomorrow today and have so much fun doing it. Make it a hobby an adventure you are getting ready for...and love every minute of it. Speaking of witch...I have a new crock pot recipe and a zucchini bread recipe calling my name. Got to have something good to go with the Hot Chocolate Recipe.

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My first step is to approach any task with a glad heart. I am happy to bake bread because it nourishes my family. Not only with food but my Love.

So if they see you living life Happy they will live it in Joy as well. Our bodies strive to be well and our spirits strive to be happy. Its just the natural way of things.

Happiness is a choice, no one make’s you un-happy you just allow there negative vibration to interfere with yours. But if you live with intention instead of wondering around letting everything and everyone you come across decide the fate of your mood, you will begin to question yourself. And make decisions based on the way you feel. And this is in more keeping with our true nature.

God didn’t say go forth and be miserable he said "go forth and prosper."

Make a choice every morning, and if something brings you down start thinking of happy things. It will be difficult at first. But if you put your mind on what brings you joy and we must not forget gratitude, what are you grateful for? The bird singing? The rain falling? Dinner coming out perfect? Think small and you will see how rich your life is with happiness.

I also do dream trips, I have a dream bedroom that I go to often. Every corner I have been to in my mind. I have made it extremely comfortable, with cotton sheets, warm blankets and the air is scented with lavender and roses, I have shelves with my favorite things on them and a cozy chair to relax in.

I have begun a hope chest for my dream room. Because most of the things are hand made and I sew I have started a quilt to lay at the foot of the bed. And I have purchased those soft cotton sheets and I have placed lavender in my hope chest. Every stitch brings me closer to fulfilling my dream. Do you have something like this you would take joy in obtaining? think about how you can create it and then take the first step. Then keep it a secret and whenever life barges in go on a dream trip.

Soon you will live in such a way that not being joyful is unacceptable.

Have fun with this.

If a journey is worth a thousand words, why am I speechless?

We just returned from camping for a week at a park I have been to before. The whole week was an Amazing journey to self. First my pain body seemed to purge itself while we were there, I went with my face puffy from poison ivy, I had two migraines while there, started my moon cycle and passed a kidney stone. Bless the bull frog that kept company with me pacing around the campfire all night long.
The first evening I had a dream; a woman came to me, she said "You will be told what you are to do within a week" It seemed that time had shrunk. I saw her going from a year, to a month, to a week.
I had an opportunity to go on a hike alone. I decided to go spy on the pregnant female deer I saw in a thicket. She was not there...So I sat on a bench purposely picking one that looked at the woods and not the lake for some reason...but then again I am Forrest. A fly as big as my thumb kept circling my head and then landing beside me. The hum of his wings was enchanting, then I felt a rumble, could it be thunder? No it came up from the ground. Then I realized it was hoof beats. The doe was behind me, she came around the bench and into the forest in front of me.
She was magnificent and very big her hind quarters were above my elbow almost to my shoulder. I just had to follow her.
I found a small path heading the way she went that joined another path. I marked my way back and continued on. The fly kept pace with me circling my head and the smell of sweet grass was intoxicating and one of my Animal Totems, the hawk, flew along the ridge goading me on. It was like walking in a trance. I then saw someone out of the corner of my eye...a man...all in white, I jumped and turned to look at him as he was obviously watching, waiting for me. When I turned to look there stood a white Oak bathed in sunlight. I obviously was going in the right direction.
Ahead was a fork in the path but I already new which way to go, I had seen a signal tree off in the distance. A short way's down this new path I heard an awful sound...it was something between a screech own and a hawk. I looked up the ridge off the path and saw a squirrel acting crazy on a tree. I had been watching the tree's all along this path as well as listening to the Animals. They all had led me to this squirrel and this tree. A Native American Prayer tree, Much smaller than the one in the previous post, but nun the less, a prayer tree. My heart was about to jump out of my chest. It is rare to see one of these amazing trees but two...and to have such a journey to it.
I found my family on the lake, I whispered to my Children what I had found and took them...Along with my camera back to the tree. My doughtier kept on begging to go further down the path and so we did. We started to hear foot steps and saw a doe, much smaller than the other I saw. She was headed straight for us, did she see us? yes! twice she paused and looked up into our eyes. We stood frozen, I didn't even reach for my camera. She slowly descended towards us. Unfortunately there was someone with us who didn't want to be there (why he came, I have no idea) he interrupted this awesome frozen moment..."would you guys come on!" And like that the spell was broken and she ran off.
I continued to find more amazing trees on our stay. It was hard to leave...but every morning I awoke with a feeling of contentedness and every evening my last words were of thanks to this wonderful place and all that it gifted me. Even the pain of release from my body.

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