Sunday, February 8, 2009

Chasing Passion in Manes

So here is the thing....The ONE truth about me that very few understand. My Superpower, if you will. I am an intuitive empath. I can feel other people's feelings and intuitively read energy. This is how I view the world and each experience every moment, through my chakras. I can intuitively feel other spirits in the room. Frequently.
What I have learned about my own intuitive powers, I have learned over my lifetime, but more so in these past 4 years. When Albert left this plane, there was a tear in my soul. I felt it. I knew it. All of the events leading up to that moment fell into place and it was if I was re-born with him into a more spiritual place. In Alberts journey to heaven, he ultimately got me to Manes, where I am supposed to spend the rest of my days, nurturing the town and the earth.
Chasing passion... that has been the story of my life. I jump in with both feet into the sea of life, trying to be in the BIG Divine flow. Trying to make a difference.
It has taken me this long to get to the beginning of the second half of my life.
This half, I am here & present.... ALL of the players are perfectly in place and life begins at 42. Here I am...
I am safely in Manes, where I will spend the rest of my life with the great love of my life, on this beautiful farm, with this loving family and some close friends.
I see visions of gardens and produce. I see beef and eggs. I see milk, butter & cheese. I see wine and goat milk. I see a cafe'/produce market/general store, where I oversee the operation from my rocking chair on the porch. I see riding my horse to the shoppe some days and arriving in a truck full of flowers & fruit. I see stewardship over the animals... many animals in a friendly, happy barnyard full of animals who are safe and healthy.
I see working side by side with people that I love who love me. I see people learning to use non-violent & non-confrontational communication and speaking with love tongues. I see metaphysics in Manes as the vibrational energy level of this entire town is beginning to flow at a higher frequency than it has ever before.
I see creativity expressing freely and minds opening up to new ways of thinking. Challenging old beliefs and encouraging love & support for our youngsters.
I see feeding hungry people and helping neighbors. I see a self governing community, where love and acceptance reigns.
This is why I am in Manes. My passion is to enlighten & encourage healing. There are a lot of old wounds here in Manes.. If I can be a light to anyone here, please allow me to do so. I can not fix other peoples issues, however I can see each individual light and it's soul connection to the one divine source. I can hold consciousness on the goodness of people and wholeness of their spirit, even when they can not see it. This is what I do.
My passion is here in Manes. I am here to stay for the rest of my life. What is that... another 42 years? I have the rest of my life to live as free me. hhhmmmm. That is a good place to be. God brought us here for a much higher purpose than simply running a cafe'. God brought us to Manes to be a source of Light for the community and to bring fresh new thought ideas to Manes, Missouri.
And while I'm here, I'll be chasing my passions... little purple wildflowers and living the simple, country life with my family and friends.
Thank you, God... for being so good!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Free to be the Spiritual Being I call me

Lifestyle change... Hmmm... I believe it is safe to say so. I am still learning, however and one thing I know for sure is that I am much safer and happier living my life as the spiritual being that God created, not a mere mortal human.
I am a light of love and acceptance. Freaking out over human things is so stressful and energy zapping. Accepting with love exactly what the Universe brings me is more than & better than I could have imagined.
This human stuff... petty. God stuff.... now THAT'S the stuff I live for!
Metaphysics has come to Manes!

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Four Years and Superbowl Sunday

For the past 4 years, February first has brought thoughts, memories and emotions along with it. February 1st has significance to me, especially since 02/01/05.
The day that changed everything for me and ultimately a chain reaction that altered the lives of many people. One day. February 1st.
When I was an abused wife, all I wanted was peacefulness. Realizing that Alberts reality & zombies were becoming my realities & zombies, I fought back with the only resource I knew, God. I prayed for a peaceful home and God safely led me to where I am today. February first is the day on the calendar for remembrance and gratitude.
Four years ago today, I took steps to peace. I got a U-Haul and left everything that had become familiar to me. The big home, the large family, the pool, hot tub, neighbors, good income and the crazy, alcoholic husband who both loved me and abused me....I took the kids and pets and a few of my things and left my home to pursue peace. I rented a cute yellow house across town and took Max out of his life and started over, fearfully that Albert would find us and hurt us. I knew he had guns and I knew he had angry alcoholic, which in my mind, can be a deadly combination and I was right.
It was a Tuesday when I left. The week before Superbowl Sunday, the holiday where the whole family of friends gathers to eat, drink & be merry together, while the NFL makes millions of dollars. Superbowl 2005 would be the last football game the Al Rose would ever see and it would be the last time anyone saw him alive.
As I sit here ontop of the patchwork quilt that my grandma made, on top of our love bed, I realize that my prayers have been answered and I am in my peaceful home. I believe Albert knew that I would go on to have a peaceful life with my Dave and I'm sure he's not surprised that it is on the farm in the Ozarks.
I believe Albert is proud of us all, actually. Smiling down on us from his peaceful home in heaven. The kids, the cafe', the farm, the animals, he is happy for us that we have found peace and gratitude. I know that in my heart. I realize that Albert is nearby.. not more than a breathe away from all of us at any given time. I speak his name and he is here with his wit and wisdom that is free from the emotional pain that kept him in the dark on this plane. Albert is in and of the light now. He is the hawk that watches from the sky and the sun that warms our face. He is my teacher and guardian still now. Albert was much stronger than he realized and touched more lives than he knew. At 42, I am older than he lived to be. I passed him in age and will continue on my journey.
On this February 1st, I reflect on what IS and how that one day changed everything. On Superbowl Sunday, I reflect for a moment on what was. As I hang with my new family, drinking a beer and living my life in peace and harmony, I will silently toast to my husband, Albert with gratitude for the gifts that he left me and the wonderful memories of family and home that we shared.
I fully release any negative or hurtful emotions around the choices we made and respect his decisions as well as my own. I forgive and I reconsile.
On this February 1st, it is another day on my journey. A day full of promise and sunshine. Today, I will spend with MY Dave and our family on our farm, enjoying the peacefulness of our life and the joy of each other and the life we are co-creating. The question is answered... Would I trade everything I know in my comfort zone (money/financial security) for a life of self sufficiency and peacefulness? Yes, Yes, Yes... I did and it did it with no regrets.
So, that's all of the looking back. Now it's about looking forward and living now. It's about living MY dreams and counting my blessings. It's a day of learning a new way of life and growing into the woman I have been becoming all along.
Today is about LOVE. True, Divine Love and human friendships. It's about Church Ladies and lessons learned. Today is a day of gratitude and joy.
I can say every day that I love my life. It has been a bumpy road, at times, but the journey has been worth it. I am here now. This IS my life and I am truely in every sense of the word, blessed. Four years later.