When the ordinary becomes extraordinary!

My painting: Lanai in Kauai

The other day I was watching the movie “As good as it gets” and I paused it for a minute because I needed to get a tissue. Then when I came back into my room I decided that I was going to put my clothes away because they were folded on the end of my bed. 

While I was putting the clothes away I was thinking about some of the things in the movie that happened to be very moving to me. I have seen this movie before but it had been quite a long time. I was so moved by things that I don't think I ever saw before. It is like everything that has ever happened before this in my life holds new and newly realized ideas and most incredible significance to things that I am experiencing in my life right now. 

It seems like my life is actually made up of events that have become like pieces of a puzzle, and it seems the pieces have finally begun to fit into the places in my heart where they are connecting together to form this indescribable masterpiece. It feels like though so many of the realizations are new, they have always been written within the pages of my heart, waiting patiently for me to be open and able to experience them!

I can not even contain the amazing emotion...the beautiful emotion that I feel so powerfully and so completely! I weep over the most silly things that somehow have always been waiting for me to arrive right here in this moment at this time! Everything has been so purposeful and so divinely arranged and inspired. I am certain of this because there is nothing else that could ever have been so interwoven with all of the things that I have been healed from in my past and now reflects upon the diamond bright threads that are every strand interwoven within every fiber of my being. My heart, my mind, my will, my skin, my neurological system....all of it has been shed, and has been rewired...I am not the woman, the girl, the human that I was born into this world, but I am remade and formed from her ashes, her remains that have been burned up and left the brilliant ingredients that have become this new clay, this new material that flows through the crystal waters from the throne within my heart that my beautiful Heavenly Father lives within and lives through...me.

I am so amazed that everything that leaves me so breathless in the awe of all that has brought me into this very moment, has become the beautiful crescendo in this magnificently orchestrated symphony of my life. I am left breathless, and then revived, refilled, and overflow with all that this is...I don't have words that even begin to do justice for all that I am experiencing, but I promise that I will never stop seeking in order to convey the magically divine heart and being of the Living God, our creator, the True Master of all Universes and life!

Things that seem so random have a divine structure. I am willing to pay attention to the leading of what seem to be my hearts thoughts, yet I know and feel that this is the voice of the one who made me.

I find the most incomprehensible moments of awe that make me giggle at the wow factor that reveals just how perfect every moment is, even when everything all around seems to be shifting in ways that I never anticipated or thought I was ready for. It is through the surrender to my Lord, my savior who I know already has mapped out each and every moment and possibility that all fear cannot even invade the force field that is my heart, surrounds my body, and connects me to myself, to you, and to all!

I happened to be putting my clothes away that were laying on my bed. This seems ordinary enough. I have many Bibles and books, especially journals that I have written that I usually keep on the right side of my bed so that I can grab them easier since I sleep on the left side. So once I straightened them a bit (not totally perfect :) I sat down on my bed to resume watching As good as it gets...but before I sat down I grabbed one of my journals that had a magazine sticking out of it as if to mark a page. So I opened it and what I discovered was something that led me to the next step of awesome!

I saw a list of minerals and clay that I had been researching and connecting to some other work I have been doing on our human skin in connection to the materials our earth is made of. I read through the page and then I decided as I found my heart being suddenly re-inspired by the remembrance of when I wrote these things, I turned over to the next page and I saw that I had written about some places in the Middle East like Egypt, the Negev and had written about the materials found in the fault lines in the soil and earth in those regions. Then I flipped the page over and saw I had written a scripture.

So I grabbed one of the Bibles closest to me and looked it up. The verse was in Psalms 126:4...but I didn't just start there, I read from verse 1. When I got to verse 4 I giggled in the awe that the scripture spoke of the Negev region that I had written about before the scripture was listed. It says : Turn to freedom our captivity and restore our fortunes, O Lord, as the streams in the South (the Negev) {are restored by torrents}.

Verse 5: They who sow in tears shall reap in joy and singing!

Just before this, I was putting my clothes away I had been crying because its hard for me to contain the joy and the thankfulness that I feel for all that God continues to do in my life...I was singing a Steven Curtis Chapman song-Remember your chains, before I ever decided to pick up this journal and then open it. I had no intention of reading my journal or writing this at this moment because I was simply going to finish the little bit that was left of the movie when I paused it to go and blow my nose. As I'm writing this it kind of reminds me of a treasure map unfolding each and every step that brings me to the miracles that I could have missed or dismissed because it would have interrupted “my plan.”

I am not sure that this would have had the same effect later or after finishing the movie because I would have already moved through the crying and singing. But because it had just happened, I was more engaged and it totally stopped dead in my tracks to read in these scriptures the very things that I had just been doing moments before!

It made me eager to see what else was there for me to find that would send another wave of the most awesome flood of refreshing. It reminds me just how in sync my Lord who is the love of my life, who is my husband, and my all...we are in real time, we are now, and these are the kinds of things that have changed my entire world. 

These are the moments that make me see and feel the nearness and the love that He feels for me. He is ever whispering into my hearts ears things that will show me just how close he is and has always been. These are the things that I physically feel ignite the flames of passion within me into the raging inferno, the consuming and refining fire that He is within me!

Together, we are a life transforming force in my life and He is the light that shines in and through me, that continues leading me, guiding me, strengthening me, melting me healing me, and redesigning me moment by moment. As I live willing to stop in the middle of what I think is so important to entertain the thought or idea I have, I find that my greatest miracles and moments of liberation are birthed from within my willingness to listen to myself. I take the action and then I always discover the reason, but if I waited to first have understanding of the “why” before I was willing to step and most oftentimes, leap into the places unknown and called delay or insignificance, I would never have discovered just how powerful the voice within that sounds like my own is!

So as it is, I didn't just read Psalms 126. I went on to read 127, 128, and 129! Everything within the few verses of these short chapters was so amazing to me because it was truly the reminders of things that I really needed, but had no idea I did. Everything in each verse brought my heart to life in a new way and reminded me of how far I have come, just how the Lord is guiding me and exactly what is awaiting my arrival. This is the manna, the living bread of all that Heaven is. This is the food that fills my heart and soul. It is the inspiration that is even more powerful because it came to me...though it took my willingness to stop what I was doing to open it and read.

Then as I was going to close my Bible and pick up where I left off in the movie I happened to have a marker in Joshua 3. I have many times written the dates by certain scriptures when they are super significant for me. By verse 7 was the date 3.13.11 and I thought it was interesting how the day I was reading it was exactly 3 years and 10 days ago that I wrote next to it. I read chapter 3 verses 5-17 which is the end of the chapter. To my awe once again, everything in there had a very important meaning for things that I am experiencing right now or working on in my research and life!

I can not even begin to tell you how difficult it is for me to stay in my own skin when these “random” moments happen to turn out to be the moments I had been praying to know about “xyz.” As I was rejoicing and smiling so big that my cheeks began to quiver, I saw on the page to the right of where I was reading that there was a yellow post it note.

I need to preface the rest of the story with the significance of a yellow post it note. About 6 months ago when I moved in with my amazing friends that I have been staying with I started going through the most intense emotions that I have ever experienced in my life.

I found myself looking out at all of the things that were happening and the synchronicity that was taking place in nearly every moment that I was awake. I was totally swept away in “connecting” everything that was happening to discover what it meant so that I knew what direction to go next. There was one point that I had gotten so frustrated and felt like I was hearing and seeing the same things nearly every where that I went and even in conversations that I heard around me or I would have with other people that I found myself terrified of my freedom of choice. It was like I wanted someone to tell me that I was going the right way. So I was rocked and spinning inside wrapped in the inescapable, strangling grip of indecision named “what if.”

So last fall I remember talking to my friends and telling them how frustrated I was that just when I had peace about the direction I was going, everything around me began feeling like I had just made the wrong choice, and how scary that was because I didn't understand why one second everything felt free and in the next it felt like my heart fell through my feet. I had never been in a place where I was facing that level of insecurity because throughout my journey over the past couple of years I have learned that when I make a choice, I follow through and keep my word. If I wasn't sure that I could complete something then I was honest with myself and willing to live with my choice. This was very life changing for me because I finally found the way that all of the shame and guilt and fear melted away...up to that point at least.

If I committed to something, I did it regardless of what I felt like, any problems that might have shown up in the process and I stopped making excuses to try to get out of doing something. I discovered that because I was the one who chose, that there was no more guilt or shame. Plus there was no reason for me to look out anymore and try to find someone or something else to blame if things didn't end up going the way I hoped they would. Whether something turned out or not, I knew there was nobody else to blame for whatever the end result was. I chose. That had become my greatest filter. It let everyone else off the hook and made me accountable to only focusing on me doing my part and completing what I committed to do. 

So in this process I hit some unexpected bumps that spun me into fear. Last fall I had committed to something that I found almost right away wasn't right for me at that time, and because I had become so sold out to keeping my word and being honorable I didn't know how to turn around. I felt that if I changed my mind, especially so fast that it meant I was nothing more than a fraud and that all of the work I had done over the past few years was all a lie.

I knew that couldn't be true, but I was so scared of letting my Heavenly Father down and making Him look bad because I choose to “opt out” of a place I was not ready to go at that point in my process. So I told my friends kind of jokingly and also in desperation that if I am going the wrong way and am to deep in to see that I don't know I am that I was willing to listen and then I jokingly said I would accept smoke signals, yellow post it notes and a few other hilarious ways that I knew would get my attention.

It was a while before I finally allowed myself to accept that there is nothing wrong with changing my mind and discovering that whatever it is may not be right for me. It didn't mean that it was never going to be “right,” it just meant not right now.

I have learned so many things about myself through the greatest moments of delay, the unexpected, tragedy and nightmares that have rocked me to my core along this road. I have also learned that my feelings I was taught need to be overcome and to “do it anyway” no matter how I feel, has been a very destructive force in my life. I have learned that especially in church it is seen as very powerful, and almost warrior like, for you to put your feelings aside and go against whatever you are feeling. It is labeled an attack of the enemy and we are taught to be on guard because the devil uses our feelings as the door to enter into our lives through. I would say that this has been bent in a way that has caused a mass desensitization of our awareness to knowing ourselves and instead we have become more immersed in self preservation to ward off the devastation we are taught comes through the indulgences of giving into our “flesh.”

The resistance throughout my life has been the very thing that has caused me to look out to others for validation and to try to figure out which way to go next. I have learned that the only key that I have ever needed is already inside of my heart. But the only way to access it is to pay attention to my feelings. Nearly 5 years ago I had a single revelation about feelings and emotions that changed everything for me and my life has never been the same!

I don't know about you, but I grew up believing that feelings and emotions are the same. In conversations, I have heard people speak of feelings and emotions as if they are synonymous when in fact nothing could possibly be further from the truth! I had no idea that what I thought I knew was killing me because I didn't know that I didn't know.

I thought that feelings and emotions were just being interchanged grammatically to liven up the conversation or to get the point across in a different or more effective way. Holy wow, I have never been so shocked and amazed in all of my life because when I discovered the truth and the distinction between the two, I was not only set free, but I was filled with understanding and the power that comes with perspective unlike ever before.

I never would have imagined that feelings and emotions really have totally separate purposes and individually are almost polar opposites! But the dynamic power that they have when combined together becomes a force to be reckoned with. I discovered that feelings are actually neutral and have only one sole purpose. Feelings are the physiological impulses and sensations that are responsible to give us information about all that is around us. Feelings are data oriented to help us get the unbiased, objective information to help us effectively navigate from moment to moment through our sensing. It is a purely biological function that relays information to our 5 senses and when developed actually becomes the conduit of what we know as intuition-being able to receive information that is beyond the senses, a real sixth sense. I like to think of it as “The Unification” of all of our senses in connection to the world and people within the world all around us.

Emotions on the other hand are totally different. Emotions are all about our interpretation of the data and information/experiences. Emotions are basically the stories we tell ourselves about the things that we are experiencing, and the stories that we believe about what others are experiencing all around us in our every day lives. While feelings are unbiased and subjective...they relay factual data designed to give you a moment by moment heads up so that you can decide the best way to move through any environment. Feelings are our God designed human internal neurological Guidance Positioning System.

I never really knew that. In fact, I had spent my entire life desensitizing my feelings and dis-empowering my ability to trust myself! I was taught that feelings are the weapon of the enemy and he uses them to sneak in and wipe our lives out if we “listen” to our feelings and “give in” to our “fleshly” desires. This is an extreme that caused me to do the wiping out of my own life until I came face to face with understanding. I had been going against my feelings and taught to resist the long laundry lists of things that are sinful and will send me straight to hell. That fear was enough to keep me striving to do the right things and be a good Christian, but rendered me powerless to change and be delivered from doing all of the “bad” things that I had no idea how to stop doing. Then the guilt and shame that followed came in more like a tsunami than just a flood. I lived my life determined to overcome my flesh and please the Lord, yet never seeing that this overcoming was not that at all.

How can I overcome something that I don't understand. How can I ever want to stop or not like the way something feels even if its just in that moment if I don't really have a reason why. The fear of being sent to hell was not enough to change anything in my heart. It was enough to stop my behaviors for a while or in variant degrees, but the desire and the pulling toward the things I was taught are sinful was stronger than my desire not to. It seemed that the more I tried not to do something, the more it held me and found a way to “tempt” me.

Even as strong as the fear was the lure was stronger. Then afterward, the beating that I gave myself for being a lousy Christian who was weak and unable to obey even though I believed with all of my heart that I really didn't want to do that anymore or again was not only unbearable, it was inescapable.

The more I tried to quiet my thoughts and speak the word of God over my life the louder the reminders became about how much of a failure I was. The feelings coupled with the emotions were the chains that held me hostage and prisoner within my own body for most of my life. I was supposed to be set free because Jesus died in my place for my sins, and yet the very scriptures that were supposed to help me to live free, became the nets that wrapped me tightly in the guilt, fear, inescapable shame and my spiral into the depths of hopelessness, depression, self medicating, and hiding.

It wasn't until I came to a place in my life where the bottom fell out from underneath me and I became my own bottomless pit that I was willing to do anything it would take to be saved and rescued. I was finally willing to listen. I was willing to obey even though I had absolutely no idea how to submit or yield with my heart. I was an independent woman who was not going to be told what to do or controlled by anyone. The truth is that what I believed was “independence” was nothing more than me taking the bull by the horns and doing everything myself because I had been so hurt and broken by others that I was sick and tired of trusting others and then losing every time I turned around.

I was a control fanatic because I believed that if I was doing everything and making everyone do things my way, that I could prevent all of the pain and devastation that I had already experienced from happening again. I was all about I am woman hear me roar. There was no way any man was going to come into my life and tell me what I could or couldn't do. I would never be dominated again and I was determined to be heard. And I am sure that there were many people who heard me and had to put up with me and my ridiculous attitude that made me seem more like a dude than a woman.

I have learned something that continues to change my life. As a woman, God has given us the most incredible abilities and strengths. We never were weak. We just have been given a unique way of experiencing and perceiving life that compliments our counterpart, the man whom the Lord created us to share our life with.

I have found that our true strength is not in being able to go head to head with a man and act all tough to prove that we are strong or can measure up and even out perform him. Our true strength lives within our heart and is found within our femininity. It is in our tenderness and ability to care for, understand, feel, nurse and serve those we love and those around us that heals and creates an impenetrable bond to all we come into contact with. This has been corrupted and twisted into a weapon that annihilates and robs us from the divine relationship that we were always created to enjoy before time ever began. The power of unity and agreement is a power capable of creating anything that can be imagined.

However, the same unity that creates the abundance of well being and beauty is the same unity that can be used to destroy and tear down. The principle of unity and agreement is the same.

The judgment I experienced from people of all walks of life who claimed to love the Lord was overwhelming. My entire life had come crashing down and it felt like everyone in my world had turned against me or blamed me for all of the horrible things that were happening in my life. So many of my friends claimed to be devout Christians because they went to church every time the doors were open and even served in the church. But they were the first to lash out their judgment and opinions about how my children being ripped from my home and everything I was going through was punishment for turning my back on God. That it was in order to teach me a lesson as the fight for my life became a war that I was never prepared for.

I was bitter and felt betrayed because it seemed nobody understood or cared. It seemed like everyone was quick to have an opinion or judgment, but not willing to reach out their hand or heart because suddenly they thought they were better than me. I had my children taken away from me and they still had theirs. It was the most unfathomable nightmare to love my children with everything I am and then find I had gotten twisted up into a life where I desperately wanted to escape and break away, but was too scared. I didn't have a way to leave and start over. I didn't have the ability on my own to provide the basic necessities of life anymore.

Being afraid was the tool that was used against me to rip my heart out and wipe me out. It tried to erase me by making me into the worst kind of person. I have been humiliated and plummeted so deep into the darkness that kept me from being able to see how to break my fall. I know now that in that kind of darkness, in the valley of the shadow of death, the only way you can break your fall or find your way through is to feel, and the only way to feel is through the power of love. I have learned the hard way that the only thing that is strong enough to dissolve the suffocating grip of fear is Love!

Cocoon in the Wilderness

Healing is a very interesting thing. I have observed that there is so much more attention and understanding when it comes to injuries  we can see, than there is when it comes to injuries sustained to our minds and mental health. When you see someone on crutches it's obvious that the person either broke something or severely damaged a part that needs to be immobilized in order to heal properly. If someone gets into an accident, shatters bones and ends up in a body cast, it would be totally unreasonable to expect that person to be up walking around and back to life just a couple of weeks later.

It's easy to just assume that healing comes naturally and happens on its own. While that may be true about minor things, in order for healing to take place there has to be an environment conducive to healing. Even in the “right” type of environment that is only half of the equation. We are the other half. It depends on what we do or do not do while we are healing. The reason that doctors place a cast around the part that is broken is so that it can set and begin to heal as close to the place it was before it was broken. They make the cast large enough to ensure that even the area around the break will be undisturbed.

But what about when it comes to the brokenness within and shattered emotions? How do we put a cast around the pieces of our internal brokenness? Even worse, why is it that when nobody can see what we are going through that somehow it is any less severe or devastating than if we had been thrown through a windshield and  lay immobilized within a body cast?

There are so many broad labels that have been created to group emotional and mental health issues, but no matter what kind of medicine and talk therapy one can go to it seems the brokenness rarely ever totally heals. In my own life I have experienced so many degrees of devastation and all that talking about it really ever did was to reopen all of the pain and re-traumatize me. There are so many ever morphing triggers that always seemed to find another way to show up in my life. Just about the time that I thought I had gotten to the root of whatever it was, something else “triggered” me and I wound up finding everything I thought was healed just looked like it was before it showed up wearing a different mask.

Since I was 2 years old I have spent my life in and out of therapists offices. I am 40 now and I am here all over again. Except this time I am doing this because I am determined to finally get to the root of me. I have laid everything on the line including my sanity so that I can finally learn how to skillfully handle myself, be free of the torment that has always defined my life, and choose the things that are best for me no matter what anyone else would do. This is my life and I am the one who has to live it. I am the only one who looks back at myself when I look into the mirror, and if I can't live with myself then there is no way that I would ever be able to have the inner peace and confidence it takes to be bold, courageous and brave.

Over the past nearly 5 years, I have been through the greatest whirlwind nightmare that I have ever faced in all of my life. I never thought that was possible because I have been through some of the most unfathomable things. I can also say with all honesty that if these last 5 years wouldn't have been what they have in exactly the way they have, I never would have been able to discover the process of change necessary for life changing transformation to take place. What has been happening within me has impacted everything around me, and there has been a literal clearing of the people and things that were always the most important to me. 

 

It has felt more like a systematic removal of absolutely everything and everyone that I clung to for security and control. I suppose that if everything that has taken place over these past 5 years would have happened all at once in the beginning of this season in my journey, I might never have gotten up again. 

The more I have grown and learned how to surrender to whatever is happening all around me, the more I have experienced the unlimited power of love. For the first time I know what love is! It isn't something that someone else gave me or showed me. It has come in like a flood, flows through every fiber of my being like a thousand foot cascading waterfall. For the first time in my life I finally understand that love is the double edged sword that lasered out the toxic roots that were killing me, and then sealed me from the inside out so that I am protected from all that I used to be. 

In my very first blog post, I wrote about the memorial service where I buried the person I used to be. All that I am today is only possible because of all that I once lived my life being and being defined by. "She" was constructed of interwoven pain, trauma, and compromise of unbelief built in the darkness of self preservation and egoic scripting. Through the intense trials and refining fire, I have been peeled away layer by layer, and all of the life oxidation that once covered the real "me" allowed me to emerge intact within the innocence and purity of the little girl that I never got to be.  

I have been purified, wrapped in a cocoon called wilderness and bathed in the healing light of love. I have been strengthened as the blackened impurities of past that once covered and imprisoned my shattered heart have been reconstructed under the immense pressure and fiery heat of life. The unveiling of this divine reconstruction continues to amaze me. The once shattered pieces of my heart have become the facets refracting the light and brilliantly illuminating the kaleidoscope of colors beamed through my crystal clear heart which is now stronger than diamond. 

No longer am I at war with myself. I am not trying to get rid of all of the old me or the reminders of the shame, trauma, and survival skills that I learned and collected along the way. The clearing has been great. Everyone and everything was abruptly removed from my life and I used to be bitter. I felt like I was a victim of the devils strategic plan to annihilate my life. You know, the one to kill, steal, destroy, and make sure I was out for the eternal count.

But I see now first hand the awe of how such heinous experiences meant to wipe out any memory of me has actually become the platform, the stage upon which I am now dancing the dance of love with the Lord who is indeed the love of my entire existence!  

Everything the enemy intended to use to humiliate and erase me has become the story that reflects all the infinite glory and awe of the one who created me! It is through His awesome heart, faithfulness, genius, passion, and unconditional love, that I am here. I am a living miracle who has been brought from death into the life of love! I am sculpted by the hands and heart of the Lord God, my beautiful savior Jesus and intimately crafted and redesigned by their life giving Holy Spirit! I give them all of my praise for it is only because of Love that I am!

What I am experiencing in my life is not just for me. I know now that the sky never was the limit and that what our creator does for me, He will do for anyone and everyone...He doesn't play favorites because we are all His favorite! Jesus said that we could do greater things than He did and I'm taking Him at His word! You are loved more than anything by the one who made you. He misses you and longs for you...He just wants you to know that He loves and accepts you just as you are. 

He made you and knows everything about you! Your strengths, all of your weaknesses, your secrets, your dreams, you are His and He is your greatest cheerleader always right by your side, holding you tightly, and ever hopeful that you will stop long enough to take a breath so you can be inspired by the grand ideas He has for you as He whispers them into your heart so that you can feel the excitement and thrill that has always been waiting for you! God bless you always and you are loved!

My life, My map

I continue to learn that the things that have been traumatic in my life are all rooted deeply from far back in my childhood, and along the way I have gotten so entangled within all of the “symptoms” that I was never able to find my way through to the needle in the haystack.

I am determined to get this right with all of my heart! I am determined to finish all that I have been created to do so that my life is an example of what is possible even after falling so far and losing everything including my sanity.

More than just discovering all that is possible, I am sharing my journey for I am the prodigal child who only by the grace of God has brought me here. Together we continue living this legacy that was designed before time ever began. I hope to be the hand that holds yours within the darkest pain and walks with you into the light of love that brings life and healing.

Writing about my journey continues to be much like creating a map. When my pain has been so great that I can’t even breathe it is a way to find where I am at  and then shows me which route is the best to get me from where I am right now to where I want to go.

I pray with all of my heart that you will allow the light of love to lead you and show you the way as you travel to places within your heart that you have never been before.

I hope that by sharing what I have experienced throughout my life that when you feel lost along the unfamiliar paths of your journey that you will always find your way as long as you know how to find your way back to you, for this is where our Heavenly Father is. I spent the majority of my life looking out for the direction and guidance because I was desperate to figure out which way to go. I continue discovering that there is nobody else who can tell me how to get to where I am called to be. For the voice of the one who created me is within.

This journey is one of learning to trust myself, accept myself for all I am and everything I am not, and the willingness to believe that I am the only one who truly knows what is best for me.

The only way to see within the darkness is to shine a light. I want you to know that you hold the light of love within your heart for you are the light! So when things all around are spinning frantically out of control and everything within is so noisy that you can't hear, the light that is always within is the light that shows the way.

Without my heart, without the love within it, I am not just blind or confused, I am dead. It is the light of love that is brighter than the sun that has brought me to life and this is the only reason I am here today.

For so much of my life it has been drilled into my mind that in order to succeed or “be something” that I have to look outside of myself. I don't know about you but I grew up believing that in order to become someone and be worthy that I had to do what everyone else tells me I am supposed to do. You know, grow up and go to college, work 9-5 or longer, and save everything I make so that one day I can retire and finally get a chance to do all of the things I never did before because I was so busy being “responsible” or living up to being everything I thought I were supposed to be for everyone else.

I am still learning when I get caught up in doing everything just because it feels like I am “supposed to” that I will only get more of what I have already had. I was not created to be just like everyone else. In fact, I am absolutely certain that there is not another person on the face of this earth who is just like me. Which is why it is so important for me to be true to myself and to discover what my heart holds. For within the soil of my heart are the dream seeds that will grow until they become my reality. The seeds that have been planted in my heart become the eternal harvests that will just end up dying inside of me if I don't trust myself and listen to the voice within.

After all that I have done and that I have spent my life entangled by doing wrong and being sick and perverted, I am the least deserving of anything good. But thank God it's not about being good or being good enough. It is all about the true heart of love and what has already been done for each and every person who has ever lived or ever will be.

I am willing to share my story no matter how it makes me look to anyone else or the judgments that people might be tempted to make about me and the life I have lived. I know that it is a miracle that I am even here able to write honestly everything I am sharing about my life. I am going to honor my Lord and my Savior for all that they have brought me through for I would not be here now without the saving grace and mercy of Heaven's love. And this is the truth!

I am here to share that we have all been created with every single tool that we could ever need right here inside of us. I spent my entire life looking out and hoping to get a glimpse of who I am and figuring out what I was going to have to do to be great at something.

I am still learning how to catch myself when I choose something that I think I am “supposed” to do and then have the courage to stop going in the direction that only takes me further away from my heart. Because without my heart I am powerless. Without my heart I can do nothing more than just go through the motions and I can't live with that. I have discovered freedom is always one honest choice away and the torment of indecision has cost me everything.

Outside of my heart there is nothing except confusion, fear, anxiety that feels more like the torment of panic, and even more than that, outside of my heart, I am disconnected from myself. It is there that I die inside while I am still walking around. But the amazing thing is that through this journey I am discovering when I feel most alone, totally confused and so afraid that I am paralyzed by my own indecision, I am never alone. There are always clues and signs that somehow find ways in the most ridiculously perfect times that gently remind me (if I am willing to listen and see) where I am.

Even when I continue moving in a direction that is leading me further from my dream and miracle, eventually I will hear and see because I can't ignore what is happening all around me. I remember that nothing good has ever come from being afraid. In fact, my worst nightmares have all happened because of the things I feared.

I remember the prices that have been paid in my own life and in the lives of everyone I love because of my unwillingness to open my heart. I remember that where there is fear there is opportunity to run from myself, or the opportunity to see myself. Rather than looking out, this is all about opening your heart and looking inside to find what has always been there waiting for you! Everything that we will ever need is stored right within our heart! We were born containing everything that we could ever need to bring us into the places of greatest life. Our lives were never designed to be lived as if we are on an assembly line being shaped by the same cookie cutter that everyone else is made from. Where is the variety and interest in being just like everyone else?

Everything that has had the greatest impact within my life has sent me to new heights beyond my wildest imaginations, or plummeting to unimaginable depths deep within the darkness. When I have been brave enough to explore a thought or a “hunch and idea” usually what I discover has blown my mind, and ignited the flames of passion in my life which have led me here. Along the way, I'm not going to lie,  I totally get swept up in the moments where my feelings are so magical and over the top. It is the rush of life and hope and endless possibility. But when the rush of feelings begins to settle down, reality is always standing right by my side to “show me” none other than myself.

Usually it is only then I realize that just because everything seemed like it was unfolding so magically doesn't mean that the direction I just went was necessarily the “right” one for me. It's hard to feel like I am going the “wrong way” and still get caught up in how it will look to everyone else if I “quit” or don't follow through with what I started. I was in this very situation very recently. I can tell you with all of my heart that I have sent myself spiraling into places that I believed that I had been delivered from a long time ago. I have learned oodles about myself and I am so thankful because now I know what my weaknesses still are and also many strengths that I never realized were strengths at all.

I suppose that this is where the mastery of living comes into play. I have learned how to be honest with myself and to choose because I can live with it regardless of the outcome. That way I know that no matter how things turn out, there is nobody else I can look out at or point my finger at to blame. But even though I may not be pointing my finger at someone else, I have found that sometimes I end up pointing my finger at myself. The self judgment and harshness that I hurl at myself is something that I am learning is so ugly and self destructive. I may do my best not to judge others, but it is not any better when I am unable to be gentle or forgive myself for all of the things that I have chosen.

My greatest conflict has always been within me. Yet, I have still been desperately searching for a “sign” from anyone and anything to confirm that I have finally made the “right” choice and am on the right path. But how in the world am I supposed to ask anyone else to show me the way when I am the only one who holds my hopes and dreams.

What I do know is that I have been given a second chance to live my life and I am so thankful. That's why I don't want to wait for a minute to do everything that I have been created to do. However, because of my desire to live this thankfulness I have found that I really have no idea how to pace myself while making sure that I maintain the order and healthy balance in my life. I have discovered that even too much of a healthy thing can become unhealthy.

I am doing so many things that I have never done before. I have never been here as this person in my own life. I am experiencing just how intense the emotions like fear and insecurity rush can be when I am out of my comfort zone.

When I am afraid, I am humbled to admit that the moment I get swept away in the grips of fear and fearing the unknown the bottomless pit within me opens up and faster than most cars go 0-60, suddenly the warmth of the light that was shining so brightly just a moment before feels like it dropped right out through the bottom of my feet and the torment of fear feels like it is suffocating me from the inside out.

No matter how much I learn, I am never “out of the woods” so to speak. I know I have changed, but I know I am always one thought away from the spiral of falling apart. I know it might sound extreme for me to say that a single thought can lead someone to fall apart, but the first thought always leads to another and then to another. Before you realize that you have jumped aboard a negative thought train, your thoughts speed up, and begin controlling every emotion that you are feeling. This is exactly what was happening to me.

Negative thoughts usually become victim thoughts and so often lead down the road to the self pity that swallows me up inside. Thoughts are not just “thoughts.” They hold creative power whether “good” or “bad.” Being able to control your thoughts and choose what you will think about isn't an automatic thing that just happens. It has to be a conscious effort and sometimes it takes all I've got to stop spinning in whatever it is I am thinking about because of the powerful feelings and emotions that go along with the thoughts I am having.

It sounds like a common sense sort of thing that if you are feeling bad because of the thoughts you are having then stop thinking about whatever it is and think about something else that makes you feel better. But there are so many thoughts that are happening all the time whether we are aware of them or not that it is like we are on autopilot. And for the most part, just going through everyday where our thoughts seem to do the driving is essentially living on autopilot. There is little choosing going on. Instead, there are all of the thoughts both conscious and subconscious coming in and all to often everything we are “choosing” is nothing more than a reaction where we are responding to the thought or our thoughts about the thoughts. That isn't really choosing at all even though it feels like it is.

I have learned over the past few years how to take the thoughts I have and re-frame them. That has helped me to take the really horrible thoughts, the negative thoughts, and thoughts that are riddled with judgment and acknowledge what it really is. But instead I have learned to take whatever is negative and find the perspective that helps me to see whoever or whatever it is in a better light.

Doing this has shown me that it is possible to live in Heaven while still in the midst of hell. But the hell is not a physical place until I create it. It is a state of mind that transforms everything I see, feel and experience into a living nightmare. Everything is a choice and its very humbling to find that just as I am one choice away from falling, I am also only one choice away from rising, but I can't do both at the same time.

What I know for certain is that everything has always remained upon the shelves of my heart until I choose to be courageous and willing to do whatever it takes to break through the walls that I had spent so
 long building around my heart thinking that would keep me safe.

I spent my life believing that those walls would protect me and keep me from getting hurt along the way. What I didn’t realize until it was almost too late, is that the very walls I spent my life building to protect me and keep me safe, became the very walls that imprisoned me.

What I’m sharing with you are the tools, skills and experiences that have brought me to life! Everything I am sharing with you now has breathed life into my dead, stony cold, shattered heart, and raised me to life through the light and power of all that love is!

What I share with you is my map.

My map has become a book about my life, but I am not writing another version of a self help, look what I did and you should do it my way kind of book! This book is and continues to be essential in my own healing process. As I write about things that I have experienced, I am consciously and purposely “exposing” myself to my trauma’s and pain.

I have been told that doing this is actually called Exposure Therapy!

 

As I read the words I write, and allow myself to be reminded of what I have done, overcome and been liberated from, I am changed again and again. So I am sharing with you the very things that I do in my own life. Because I am living the proof of what is possible when no matter how many times you get knocked down, feel like you're out for the count, and all hope has faded to barely a thought of a distant memory, that true life and freedom is all within reach!

I have been given another chance because of our Creators love not because I did anything to deserve it. In His example to me through my own life, I finally know true love. I am finally learning what it really means to love yourself and how every moment that I participate is magical; though rarely “easy.”

I am discovering that after 40 years of desperation and tragedy I have been given the gift of love. That against all odds with all that I have been through and everything I have caused that we have a creator who loves us and His love was never dependent upon what we do or don't do! He loves because He is love, and when He looks at us, the greatest of all His creations, He sees His heart and the love of His son within us for we are one.

This is so amazing to me especially since the way I was raised in church to believe how I should have been sent forever into the darkness for everything I have done. Yet, love lives within me and I have never been the same!

I am hoping to share with whoever will listen that it doesn't matter just how “bad” you have lived your life because I have been the worst as a wife, mother, friend, and basically just as a human. It is all about willingness and the awesome saving power of all that love is and what has already been done for every one.

Though in the world of physics like attracts like, it is all of the things about us that “compliment” each other that hold us in relationship with each other. It wasn't until just a few years ago that I finally understood what it means to be complimentary. That changed my life in an instant and it also completely contradicted everything I had ever been taught about the word “Compliment.”

There was one day I was organizing some of my art supplies and I found one of the color wheels I bought when I was learning how to paint. As I looked at all the different colors I realized that for years I owned this color wheel and I never actually read any of the writing on it before.

So I started looking at it and saw that there were titles grouping the colors together. I saw that the red, blue and yellow were labeled as “Primary.” Ok, I knew that. I was about to put the color wheel down when something caught my eye. I realized it said “Complimentary” colors. I believed I knew what complimentary colors were and yet what I saw before my eyes was not even close. According to the color wheel, complimentary colors are directly opposite of each other!

Whenever I heard the word compliment I only thought of it in a positive way. Just like when you give a compliment, you're saying something nice or uplifting them about something in particular right? Well, this was the very first time in my life that it hit me how something so subtle could have such an eye opening impact. Especially when I wasn't looking for it and really didn't know I didn't know what I thought I already knew! Whew!

About that time, I was really getting into the different elements of quantum physics. I was fascinated because I was learning that there are elemental truths that are constants, and as long as I don't violate the principles that govern these universal laws, the outcome is assured every time. That was so cool because it simplified everything. I finally learned cause and effect. I was finally starting to learn about myself.

I grew up hearing people say that opposites attract, and to be honest I never really ever gave it a thought about whether or not opposites really do attract. When enough people say something usually whatever it is becomes accepted as a fact or truth. But that day my eyes were opened and for the first time in my life and I began to see.

You see, there are universal laws that are called universal for a reason. No matter what, they do not change. You can reap the benefits of them or you can violate them and end up living in the natural consequence of violating the principle. However, it is not personal. There is nobody sitting there judging you just because you did xyz. It is a system that has been put in place and is automatic. Like the seasons. You can count on them to happen and plan accordingly, or you can ignore them and suffer the natural consequences of being unprepared. As long as you honor the system of the governing principles for these universal laws, you will live within the benefits of whatever the law is designed to do.

At that moment I realized that for most of my life I had no idea that there were these kinds of “laws” or governing dynamics. For pretty much all of my life I had been opposing the very principles that had been set in place from the foundation of creation and I never even knew it. This changed everything!

Based on the little that I had been studying about the world of quantum physics I discovered that in life you can not attract anything you are not. Like attracts like. For the most part that is simple. Well it sounds simple enough. I mean this is what the whole rage all about the Law of Attraction is based upon. But it wasn't until that moment I had my first conflict about the whole like attracts like and “opposites attract” thing.

If it is a universal law that is unchangeable that states you can't attract anything that you are not for like bonds to like, then how in the world is it that we are led to believe and live our lives in the philosophy that opposites attract? The more I looked at this huge color wheel, and the more I studied the position of the complimentary colors something magical occurred within me. I had one of the greatest realizations of my life and despite the fact that it happened because of the color wheel, it had very little to do with color.

It was a principle that was established for color, yet in that moment I saw it as it applied to absolutely everything in life and how lack of understanding has caused me to violate only God knows how many principles in my life before this. Color was just the tool that got my attention long enough to actually see beyond all that I thought I knew.

Since I have learned that only like can attract like then how is it that we believe that opposites can be attracted to each other? Because according to physics, for anything opposite to attract it would violate the very law that has been set to govern it. That's when I realized just as with the colors and their positions on the color wheel, it is the complimentary colors that are totally opposite that amplify (brighten)!

These “complementaries” which are really polar opposite of each other become the gravity if you will, responsible for holding us in relationship with each other. Because even though like attracts like, there must be a contrast or difference within the likeness in order to create the charge that will keep the relationship from pushing apart like when you turn two magnets against each other. It is the difference in the magnetic charge that brings together or pushes apart.

For all of my life I was so certain that the more you have in common with people and the more alike you are the better your relationship will be and the longer it will last. I never understood that while it is our likeness that brings us into the same space, it is our differences that keep our relationship strong, solid and “tightly bonded.” Not to mention, interesting. It is only when we believe that the other person should be just like “us” that we actually push them further away just like magnets with the same charge when they are facing each other. They repel each other.

The color wheel showed me something that I couldn't deny. It also showed me that everything I had been led to believe was incomplete. It isn't that “opposites” attract at all, but just as with the color wheel, it is the “opposites” that hold us together and allow us to remain strongly connected.

These “opposites” which are the differences that make us who we are happen to be the very things that bring color to our lives and our world. Our hearts hold the likeness to each other, and our experiences create the similarities and differences. This is where our past, present and future lives.