Recently I re-watched Mary Morrissey's Prosperity Plus II class two in which Mary tells her introduction to Metaphysical Principles. As a new mother, just out of high school, Mary was diagnosed with critical nephritis in both kidneys. Her prognosis was that they would remove the kidney that was totally diseased, then and because the other kidney was also badly diseased she might have two months to live. She had been given a death sentence. Mary's story is heart-wrenching because she had been shamed by her family, her school and abandoned by her friends because she was pregnant in a day when "good girls" didn't get pregnant.
The beautiful thing about Mary's story is that the night before her surgery, a chaplain came in to her room and asked her if she would like prayer. She then says that what happened next was unlike any version of prayer she had ever seen. The chaplain drew up a chair and talked with her about her life. She explained to Mary that everything is created twice. Before anything takes a tangible form it was first an idea. She went on to explain that our bodies are always showing us what our thinking has been; if you think an embarrassing thought, you will blush; if you think a scary thought, your heart will beat rapidly. the chaplain asked Mary to consider that if one thought toxic thoughts, your body would be toxic. Mary had never considered such an idea. She didn't really buy it. She wasn't certain that prayer could actually detoxify her body. But she knew that the chaplain believed it.
The next morning she had surgery, practiced the ideas that the chaplain had suggested and gradually she got better. From two months to live to a lifetime of health, is a great journey.
Mary also said that the initials M.D. often represent for patients, Minor Deities.
Have you given your power away to a diagnosis or prognosis?
It is never too late to change your mind. It is never too late to be kind, caring and loving to yourself. It is never too late to be your own authority.
What is it going to be for you.
Today has been a day wherein I have had a lot of calls of diagnoses and prognoses that the people didn't like.
If that is you. Take back your power. The only healing power there is, lies within you. The only healing power there is responds to your intentions and beliefs.
Choose wisely. Live long and prosper!
No matter where you are on your spiritual journey, know that you are welcome here.
Friday, June 30, 2017
Who's Your Authority?
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Gracism: Embracing Freedom of Choice
Freedom of choice is July's value and with
it comes opportunity to examine the choices we are making in thought and
action. One of Ernest Holmes' most famous quotes is "Change your thinking
change your life." He encouraged us all to look at the unexamined and
unconscious beliefs running our lives and challenge them, asking "is that
True?"; true with a capital T.
Recently, I visited the Museum of Man in San
Diego. I spent most of my time in an exhibit called Race: Are We So Different? It was fascinating and obliterated many
of my learned beliefs about race.
The exhibit used science, like biology and archaeology,
to prove false many of society's long held assumptions about race. One of the most
interesting things I learned was about classification. Before
the British started to travel and conquer the world, there was no such thing as
race. People were people regardless of skin color or cultural differences. It
wasn’t until the British applied their classification system to the people they
encounter that race and racism was born. No other culture, up until that point,
thought to put people in boxes based on traits and assumptions. That was such
an “AHA” moment for me, and right there I made a conscious choice to release people
from classification.
One of the books this month’s value is
drawing inspiration from is Gracism by Rev. Dr. David Anderson. He is the
senior minister at a multicultural church in Maryland. Here’s what Dr. Anderson
has to say about Gracism…
Join us this month to explore the value:
Freedom of Choice. Release yourself from hidden unconscious beliefs and race
thinking. And, if you are traveling to San Diego this month, I highly recommend
visiting the Museum of Man and the Race exhibit.
Sunday, June 25, 2017
Callings, Sunday Service with Guest Speaker Greg Lavoy
My values and my actions express the Truth of who I am. All is well. And So It Is!
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Friday, June 23, 2017
Summertime.. and the Living is
Last Wednesday night, Rev. Karyn Allen spoke on the topic "The Summer Soulstice." She purposely misspelled solstice beginning with "soul." Her message was about the soul of summer being the activities of freedom and joy that she loved.
For many of us as children, those lazy, hazy crazy days of summer were the times of our lives. They represented freedom, long days of unsupervised play, being with our friends without much restriction, relaxed diets, bike rides, and water activities. Rev. Karyn grew up in Dana Point so she had a perfect southern California summer. She could and did walk to the beach, spent hours at it, perfected her tan, ate tons of deep-fried zucchini, and checked out the cute surfers.
Although I grew up thousands of miles away, many of her memories struck a chord in me too. As a child and a teenager, up until I got a summer job, summer days were filled with joy. Our family shared a cabin with extended family at a small lake in southern Saskatchewan. The days seemed endless. Of course it was officially daylight until after 9:00 pm, and until July 14 there was no true night, because it was twilight right up to dawn. Of course there would be swimming, boating, canoeing until it was deep twilight. Then we would often light a bonfire on the beach in front of our cabin and enjoy a singalong and a marshmallow roast. How great we sounded as our voices carried across the still waters of the lake!
My favorite memories include being on top of our one-story cabin, attempting to perfect a tan, with my cousins and friends and with a dangerous mixture of baby oil and iodine! We thought we were so smart. Of course, tans made one look healthy and cute. Little did we know that we were courting aging skin and skin cancer in the future. My best friend was redheaded Lois Cole. Lois often vacationed with our family. The summer I remember most vividly was one in which she got severe burns. Every part of her back and shoulders were blistered. She was in great pain. My mom and my aunt sewed a towel jacket that they stuffed with used cold tea bags. It did relieve the pain. As far as I know, she never that got that burned again.
I loved to swim, dive and water ski. Even as a child I was very buoyant and had no fear of the water. Skiing was exhilarating for a couple of reasons. One of them was named David, the boy who was teaching me to ski. Also for the rush of being able to stand up on the skis for the first time and to enjoy a ride around the lake.
As kids, we collected beer bottles to sell for spending money. (Our older cousin showed us all the good spots.) Then we would take the bottles to the local store and buy candy with our spoils. I always got licorice. Although now I prefer black licorice, then I loved the red vines.
For many years, even the smell of red licorice would bring scores of summer memories: the smells and sounds of the lake and the damp earth back of our cabin, motor boats, friendship, laughter, romance and joy! And the sound of a certain boy's voice teasing, "Devil or angel?" as he passed by on his motorboat. The soul of summer is evident in those happy care-free days.
What are your favorite memories of summer?
For many of us as children, those lazy, hazy crazy days of summer were the times of our lives. They represented freedom, long days of unsupervised play, being with our friends without much restriction, relaxed diets, bike rides, and water activities. Rev. Karyn grew up in Dana Point so she had a perfect southern California summer. She could and did walk to the beach, spent hours at it, perfected her tan, ate tons of deep-fried zucchini, and checked out the cute surfers.
Although I grew up thousands of miles away, many of her memories struck a chord in me too. As a child and a teenager, up until I got a summer job, summer days were filled with joy. Our family shared a cabin with extended family at a small lake in southern Saskatchewan. The days seemed endless. Of course it was officially daylight until after 9:00 pm, and until July 14 there was no true night, because it was twilight right up to dawn. Of course there would be swimming, boating, canoeing until it was deep twilight. Then we would often light a bonfire on the beach in front of our cabin and enjoy a singalong and a marshmallow roast. How great we sounded as our voices carried across the still waters of the lake!
My favorite memories include being on top of our one-story cabin, attempting to perfect a tan, with my cousins and friends and with a dangerous mixture of baby oil and iodine! We thought we were so smart. Of course, tans made one look healthy and cute. Little did we know that we were courting aging skin and skin cancer in the future. My best friend was redheaded Lois Cole. Lois often vacationed with our family. The summer I remember most vividly was one in which she got severe burns. Every part of her back and shoulders were blistered. She was in great pain. My mom and my aunt sewed a towel jacket that they stuffed with used cold tea bags. It did relieve the pain. As far as I know, she never that got that burned again.
I loved to swim, dive and water ski. Even as a child I was very buoyant and had no fear of the water. Skiing was exhilarating for a couple of reasons. One of them was named David, the boy who was teaching me to ski. Also for the rush of being able to stand up on the skis for the first time and to enjoy a ride around the lake.
As kids, we collected beer bottles to sell for spending money. (Our older cousin showed us all the good spots.) Then we would take the bottles to the local store and buy candy with our spoils. I always got licorice. Although now I prefer black licorice, then I loved the red vines.
For many years, even the smell of red licorice would bring scores of summer memories: the smells and sounds of the lake and the damp earth back of our cabin, motor boats, friendship, laughter, romance and joy! And the sound of a certain boy's voice teasing, "Devil or angel?" as he passed by on his motorboat. The soul of summer is evident in those happy care-free days.
What are your favorite memories of summer?
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Sunday, June 18, 2017
'You Hold The Keys' Sunday Service
One Spirit, One Love, One Life. It is father and mother to us all. I live in that Spirit, I am thay Love. I am that Life. I listen to guidance from the inner perfection that dwells within. And So It Is!
Friday, June 16, 2017
Prosperity Plus for You and Me
I love great prosperity classes. Whether I am the facilitator, teacher or student these classes inspire me. My life changes and improves. I am more aware of what I am grateful for. I am more aware of the current abundance in my life.
One of the best prosperity teachers I know is Mary Manin Morrissey. She is clear, compelling and authentic. She has proven these principles in her life and shares her experiences and struggles. Mary is a gifted story-teller. Within her stories are gems of transformation.
I will be facilitating Mary's course, Prosperity Plus II: Harnessing Your Invisible Power beginning June 20 for 10 weeks. There is still room in this class and I highly recommend it.
Mary uses Chinese bamboo for the symbol of this course. Chinese bamboo is an interesting plant. After planting the bamboo seed, if you take really good care of it the first year, carefully watering and fertilizing it, it grows one inch. It continues to grow one inch per year for four years. Then in the fifth year, if you take good care of it, it grows an amazing eighty feet in just six weeks. What exactly has it been doing for the first four years? It has been developing a strong and powerful root system, ready to support its massive growth.
The first thing we get clear about is what would we really love. You will be invited to think about what would you love in terms of your health, your relationships, your vocation and your time and money freedom.
There is room in the class and materials available. Call the Center today to reserve your spot. Our number is 949-240-6463.
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One of the best prosperity teachers I know is Mary Manin Morrissey. She is clear, compelling and authentic. She has proven these principles in her life and shares her experiences and struggles. Mary is a gifted story-teller. Within her stories are gems of transformation.
I will be facilitating Mary's course, Prosperity Plus II: Harnessing Your Invisible Power beginning June 20 for 10 weeks. There is still room in this class and I highly recommend it.
Mary uses Chinese bamboo for the symbol of this course. Chinese bamboo is an interesting plant. After planting the bamboo seed, if you take really good care of it the first year, carefully watering and fertilizing it, it grows one inch. It continues to grow one inch per year for four years. Then in the fifth year, if you take good care of it, it grows an amazing eighty feet in just six weeks. What exactly has it been doing for the first four years? It has been developing a strong and powerful root system, ready to support its massive growth.
In the student guidebook, Mary writes, "Our dreams are sometimes like Chinese bamboo. We may nurture them for what feels like a long time with very little signs on the outside that anything is happening. And then,continue to nurture our dream with patience and persistence, declining to be discouraged, it is as if overnight, everything comes together and we find ourselves living the very life of which we dreamed."The course is an experiment in more expansive living, giving each student the opportunity to experience new levels of abundance in every area of your life.
The first thing we get clear about is what would we really love. You will be invited to think about what would you love in terms of your health, your relationships, your vocation and your time and money freedom.
There is room in the class and materials available. Call the Center today to reserve your spot. Our number is 949-240-6463.
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Creating A Culture Of Accountability, Sunday Service
I am in a committed relationship with Spirit, with myself and with my spiritual brothers and sisters. And So It Is!
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Friday, June 9, 2017
What is Accountability for Us?
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Roger Connors in his book Fix It: Getting Accountability Right writes: "Accountability is a personal choice to rise above one's circumstances and demonstrate the ownership necessary for achieving Key Results: See It, Own It, Solve It, and Do It."So key results in our Center would always start with God-- seeking guidance from the highest power through prayer and visioning. It is also about taking action. If you take ownership of your organization, and you see something that needs to be done, you do it. Currently there are many examples of this accountability right in our Center. For instance, we have several people who have been researching buildings for us. Whenever we have meals together, we have people stay to help clean up.
This month we have scheduled a series of visioning sessions. Visioning is a process in which one listens for direction from God, Divine Mind, Mother/Father God. We are doing these sessions so that each member and friend of our Center can contribute to the overall vision of our future. Everyone's participation adds to the practice of cultural accountability by taking part in the fulfillment and flourishing of our Center.
I will not be leading the visioning this Sunday because I have another Center commitment, but I know that the right and perfect people will attend. Lee Van Slyke will be leading it. I will be leading it again the following week. Visioning is important work for us to do for our community.
I wasn't exactly certain what culture meant in this context either. The dictionary didn't help, but Centers for Spiritual Living, founding documents, our Organization Design Model did help. I love this document and am so proud that our Center not only embraced these ideas but many of us were part of the creation process of these documents. In Section 4, under the heading Our Organizational Culture you will find these wonderful words:
"We are a healthy, effective organization honoring and respecting each other and all of creation.
We are known for the love that we share throughout our community and the world.
We stand together in a shared commitment and devotion to our spiritual principles, practices and values.
We are all in this Life together and we include everyone in our vision of a peaceful, loving world.
We embrace the evolution and revelation of higher consciousness.
We are prayerful and principled in our decision-making and actions.
We practice the spiritual tools put forward by our founder, Dr. Ernest Holmes, in The Science of Mind, and by other spiritual leaders and mystics who teach and apply truth principles for our individual lives."Today, out of the blue, we received a note from one our our members who was writing to thank us for being who we are. This person addressed the note to her Family of Love. She said that when she walked in she felt love, acceptance and home. She went on to say that when she started attending her thinking was self-destructive but she didn't know how to stop it. She went on to say that now she knows that she is Love, Light, and Life and she is perfect, whole and complete, priceless freedom. She signed the note with gratitude for all of us.
I believe we have a demonstration that we have a culture of accountability.
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Sunday, June 4, 2017
'The Courage to Do the Right Thing' Sunday Service
I am an Individualization of the One, wisely using the power of discernment and courage. And So It Is!
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Friday, June 2, 2017
Celebrating My Brothers
On Sunday, June 4, my baby brothers will be 67 years old.
I remember when they were born. We were expecting ONE baby. Evidently the doctor was not sure there were two babies. She could tell there were extra appendages, but because of their position in my mother's womb, the doctor couldn't hear two heartbeats.
Up-until-their birth, our family was perfect in my eyes. I was three years old. I had an eight-year-old sister, whom I adored, both parents, my maternal grandparents,lots of cousins and aunts and uncles. I really didn't want the change of adding more children to our family! I remember peering into the bassinet and hearing my grandma exclaim, "Two BOYS! We are so lucky!"
Now grandma and I were very close. I knew she loved and valued me, but what I heard in those words was "Girls are not as good nor as desirable as boys. So up to now, they had their girl, my older sister and now they had TWO boys. We don't need another girl. You are one child more than we need."
None of this was true.
Coincidentally, just after their births, I had to have my tonsils removed. It was my first trip to a hospital. I thought the nurses were mean and they treated me like a baby. Imagine! I had to sleep in a crib. I had been sleeping in a regular bed with my sister for several months. Likely to free up a crib for my brother(s.) The prevailing "wisdom" was that mothers couldn't have any contact with their children while they were in the hospital. So little did I know, my mommy had come to see me every day, for ten days, but had to peak in when I was asleep.
I was a child of great imagination. I knew that Mommy had gone to the hospital to get my brothers. I assumed my family didn't need me anymore and they were taking me back. I was terrified and I was heart-broken. I didn't even smile for the ice cream when my throat was recovering.
As children, my brothers were pests to me. I was trying to carve out a place of importance for myself and these two interlopers were budging in. We didn't seem to have much in common. They even spoke a strange twin language. They called each other Dodi and Nonny. To make matters worse they seemed to be good in sports in which I often played drawback. So my jealousy and insecurity got in the way of really getting to know them.
When our mother made her transition last year, they both spoke at her service. I saw that they were kind, sensitive and loving. They did her proud. She was proud of all her children. Both brothers have children of their own, interestingly they had boys. And they are lucky! And so am I to be their auntie.
Happy birthday to my brothers Gerald Roy Neil Clark and John Douglas Lorne Clark.
I remember when they were born. We were expecting ONE baby. Evidently the doctor was not sure there were two babies. She could tell there were extra appendages, but because of their position in my mother's womb, the doctor couldn't hear two heartbeats.
Up-until-their birth, our family was perfect in my eyes. I was three years old. I had an eight-year-old sister, whom I adored, both parents, my maternal grandparents,lots of cousins and aunts and uncles. I really didn't want the change of adding more children to our family! I remember peering into the bassinet and hearing my grandma exclaim, "Two BOYS! We are so lucky!"
Now grandma and I were very close. I knew she loved and valued me, but what I heard in those words was "Girls are not as good nor as desirable as boys. So up to now, they had their girl, my older sister and now they had TWO boys. We don't need another girl. You are one child more than we need."
None of this was true.
Coincidentally, just after their births, I had to have my tonsils removed. It was my first trip to a hospital. I thought the nurses were mean and they treated me like a baby. Imagine! I had to sleep in a crib. I had been sleeping in a regular bed with my sister for several months. Likely to free up a crib for my brother(s.) The prevailing "wisdom" was that mothers couldn't have any contact with their children while they were in the hospital. So little did I know, my mommy had come to see me every day, for ten days, but had to peak in when I was asleep.
I was a child of great imagination. I knew that Mommy had gone to the hospital to get my brothers. I assumed my family didn't need me anymore and they were taking me back. I was terrified and I was heart-broken. I didn't even smile for the ice cream when my throat was recovering.
As children, my brothers were pests to me. I was trying to carve out a place of importance for myself and these two interlopers were budging in. We didn't seem to have much in common. They even spoke a strange twin language. They called each other Dodi and Nonny. To make matters worse they seemed to be good in sports in which I often played drawback. So my jealousy and insecurity got in the way of really getting to know them.
When our mother made her transition last year, they both spoke at her service. I saw that they were kind, sensitive and loving. They did her proud. She was proud of all her children. Both brothers have children of their own, interestingly they had boys. And they are lucky! And so am I to be their auntie.
Happy birthday to my brothers Gerald Roy Neil Clark and John Douglas Lorne Clark.
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