tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369094012011-04-21T11:26:57.923-07:00Life is good, and it can be even better when we choose joy. Become conscious of your thoughts, for your thoughts create your reality. Isn't it time to choose thoughts of joy rather than struggle? Come along and we'll focus on ways to do just that. Let's enjoy the journey together!Cristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01427384253706860407noreply@blogger.comBlogger461100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36909401.post-90233087618643101132007-05-01T07:37:00.000-07:002007-05-01T07:43:28.131-07:00

I receive a monthly bulletin from Joseph Bennette, an anxiety consultant and Rapid Eye Tech. His latest bulletin contained this article by Elroy Carter. I found it very helpful in understanding how our behavior and beliefs have everything to do with the behavior of others.Read through it and choose to see where you fit in. We can all do a little examination of ourselves and see what's there.InJoy

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My friend Mishelle and I taught an 8 hour class today and created a little joy in the process. We had 10 students and two babies in attendance and the time really flew by. Together we learned about 7 universal principles and how to become more conscious of how those are working in our lives. After weeks and weeks or preparation, it was wonderful to see how the message is received, and to feel an

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This is exciting! Have you seen it? Gary Craig, along with an MD and a variety of other folks are all talking about the wonders of EFT. Take 7 minutes of your time to watch this new video!This is particularly exciting to me because I once attended a class and my "neighbors" there were a couple of women on the video. But even more important than that, I love that more people are becoming aware of

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Just about every Wednesday evening, you'll find me sitting in my van waiting outside the building where my daughter takes Irish dance lessons. Even though I enjoy watching my daughter do the hornpipe and the jig, I don't have that privilege anymore. She's at the level of dance where parents are more of a distraction than anything else, so we find other things to do with our time. Most of the

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Are you interested in feeling absolutely fantastic? Well duh, you're probably saying. Aren't we all interested in that??? Do you know that whatever isn't feeling just right, from your relationships to your health to your financial situation, has everything to do with your thoughts, beliefs and patterns? I have learned that it takes continuous, conscious effort to stay headed the right direction.

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The Troop Committee? Huh? Wait! Aren't I the one with three girls and no boys? If I remember correctly, I had just two sisters and no brothers, and a dad who never went to a Scout meeting in his entire life. How on earth does that translate into me serving on a Scout committee?Good question! The answer? Just a big smile from those that know. They mumble things under their breath, like, "We need

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Here is the link to the free workbook offered in conjunction with PD Week, a 19-page Decision Making Guide.This just in! - the audio from the teleclass has been posted. It is now on the Magical Download page that you get by email when you register for PD week. The audio is the second one listed on Monday's courses. Don't give up when you're listening and the sound goes off - that was due to

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This day has been a long time in coming. I have been after my husband, Mike, to write a non-technical book that would appeal to a broader audience than the computer geek stuff he writes to pay the bills. Today marks the day that this has been realized and we're so excited!For quite some time now we have been involved with learning, teaching, and applying the Law of Attraction. I teach it in

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Have you seen the movie "The Secret"? It's been out for just over a year and has caused quite a stir. It teaches and illustrates the Law of Attraction, or in religious vernacular, the Law of the Harvest. Oprah has devoted two full shows recently to the subject, and it's been a best seller on Amazon and Barnes and Noble. If you haven't seen it yet, it's most definitely worth a look. You can watch

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One of my favorite things to use to begin the process of creating the things I want is to use an energy circle. It is a method for taking the ideas (energy) out of your head and putting them into a place so that your physical body can get the vibration of those things and send out the seeds of creation.Do energy circles take the place of prayer? Absolutely not! They are simply in addition to

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I've always liked to read. I haven't always given myself the permission to do it, though. Now I give myself lots of permission to read and I'm loving the learning. The interesting thing about this is how it ties in with the law of attraction, of which I have been referring to lately. Let me explain.One of the ways I keep myself conscious is to write affirmations. My latest method (and I have

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If you are like me, and dream about things you wish were realities, here's some helpful info. I've discovered a book entitled Professional Dreamer by ghalil, and it can assist you (and me!) in helping us make our dreams come true. As soon as I heard about it, I ordered my copy and both Mike and I started reading like crazy. It's worth a look, that's for sure!Along with the idea of making your

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I first heard the term "law of attraction" when I read Carol Tuttle's book. It's not really something I'd given much thought to before, and there were other things in the book that were more profound to me at the time. I had a lot of "stuff" that I needed and wanted to work through, so I wasn't very focused on what I was or wasn't attracting.Once I'd experienced a number of Rapid Eye sessions, I

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Wow, it's been more than a month since I've checked in here. What's up with that? It has everything to do with everything, actually. Sometimes I am busy, and sometimes I just feel slumpy. Either way, it's time to move forward. Something I'm learning is that it doesn't do any good to look back and wish for something different than what's there. It's okay to look forward and wish for change, but to

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We had two tags. One said "BYU fan items" and the other "embroidery floss". These were the ones my husband collected off the giving tree at church several weeks before Christmas. Although the tags did not give the names of the intended recipients, I had a really good idea who the "embroidery floss" person was. There is a sweet 70 yr. old lady in our congregation that is partially blind and

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I like to sing. I remember singing rather loudly along with the radio and LPs as a pre-teen. As a teenager I eventually learned how to pick out some of the harmony and discovered I really had a decent alto voice. I sang in the church choir and every now and again I'd get roped into a smaller group. That always made me a little nervous, but I got by.My daughter, Amy, who is serving an 18 month

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It's a great day today. Not because of any-"thing" in particular. The house isn't terribly tidy, the bank account isn't looking any better than yesterday, the mirror isn't telling me that I've lost extra pounds, and the fact is that my 12 yr. old is sick. So what exactly would make it qualify for a great day?I'm experiencing a great day because of what I'm BEing today. I first was exposed to this

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Today I'm choosing to share this article by Gary Craig, the founder of Emotional Freedom Technique (EFT). It's particularly meaningful to me because a friend of ours passed away due to a bad combination of prescription medications, leaving behind a wife and four young children. It's worth giving some thought to, and passing along to others who may have use for this information. The good news is

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Rewind 26 years, back when I was expecting my first child. I wanted to make a baby quilt and I purchased fabric, batting, and yarn for tying. In those days mothers rarely knew the gender of their baby, so I chose a yellow gingham pattern that would work either way. I cut everything to the proper size and Mike and I tied this little quilt with every intention of using it. However, I was unsure of

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Ding dong! Several days before Christmas, I heard the doorbell ring. My husband opened the door but I was upstairs and couldn't see who was there. A few minutes later I watched our neighbor Kris jogging off. I inquired of my husband what had transpired and saw that he was holding a wrapped gift in his hand. I gave him a quizzical look and he let me know this was his business and I'd have to wait

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It's hard to believe it's been a whole year, but it has. In early January of 2006, my daughter Amy and I embarked on a journey together of training to be Rapid Eye technicians. We both felt drawn to this and were determined to get the process down and start working to help others to experience their pathway being opened to find the healing they were after. It took us out of our comfort zones and

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It's been more than two weeks now since I finished clearing the log jam from my daughter's room. Here's a list of some of my discoveries:A dozen or more 3 ring binders, varying sizes6 pairs of winter gloves8 pairs of scissors (5 lg., 3 sm.)3 rulers1 hole punch, missing for a year or so100+ pens and pencils5 tubes of all natural sunscreenSeveral hundred bobby pins20 or so notebooks (spirals,

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It wasn't quite two years ago, March of 2005 to be exact, that I sent my daughter off to stay with her sister for two nights so that I could surprise her with a new bedroom. She had been keeping her teeny tiny size-of-a-walk-in-closet of a room neat and tidy to earn her way to the larger bedroom that her college-age sister wasn't using. About a week before she was going to get to switch, I made

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Once upon a time, back in the days when I had little babies of my own, I bathed them in my kitchen sink. It is something I always loved to do. Mom taught me how to get everything ready first. Spread out a towel on the counter, have a diaper handy, make sure the washcloth and shampoo are all within easy reach. Remove all of baby's clothing until all that's left is the diaper, but keep baby covered

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Being mortal certainly has it's challenges, doesn't it? In Rapid Eye, we start clearing birth energy beginning with the time that you leave the light of God. For some, this is a very emotional experience. If we're able to tune into the emotions we felt clear back then, some of us really were reluctant to leave and we knew we were headed for some hard stuff. Thankfully, using the tools that are

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My middle daughter, Amy, is serving a mission in New Jersey for the LDS Church. She has been gone since August, and she hasn't been in a position to read any of these entries. She sends a letter by email every week, and I found a portion of this week's letter to be very enlightening and so close to my own thinking that it was a little uncanny. We are most definitely on the same wavelength even

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So how do you go about unplugging the Christmas machine? That will look different for everyone, but I will share some of the ideas that have helped our family. Some of them come from Carol Tuttle's CD, Unplug the Christmas Machine that is on special right now.One of the very first things that I find helpful is to sit down and have a little "session" with myself, promising that I'll be honest no

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Has it hit you yet? You know, the holiday stress bug? The one that ties you all up in knots because you just can't see your way clear from here to Christmas morning?Most of my adult life I have allowed myself to be bitten by the holiday stress bug, and the thing about having it is that it's contagious. If I have it, then it's likely that my husband and children do, too, and quite possibly others

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It was just over a year ago that my husband and I started making weekly treks to Carol Tuttle's home for Rapid Eye sessions. We had read her book, Remembering Wholeness, and had already begun to see there was more available in life than we were getting. We were now ready for big shifts in our lives. We have since attended numerous seminars of Carol's and own nearly everything she sells. We pop in

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Sometimes I just feel stuck. Stuck emotionally, stuck financially, stuck with ill health, etc. Here it is a month or so before Christmas, and I'm teetering on the verge of stuckness. Time to take a look at what's going on.It's pretty usual about now for the ol' Itty Bitty Icky Committee to start reminding me how I hate crowded parking lots, longs lines in stores, the calendar all clogged up with

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I worked long and hard, and it really turned out nice. I should sew a little more often because I get a lot of satisfaction when all is said and done. This time I was making a tiny little outfit for my new grandson, Nolan, who was being blessed at church today.There's something to be said about the energy of love. We live in a busy world where everything is going at break-neck speed, and

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I can't let Thanksgiving slip by without expressing my sincere thanks and gratitude. The more I focus on my blessings, the more blessed I really am. Here's a few that are at the forefront of my thoughts:My immediate familyMy extended familyMy friends and clientsMy great neighborsMy freedomMy home with all it's comfortsMy petsMy exposure to a higher consciousnessMy reliable carThe beautiful

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My hiatus has ended. I'm back from my little funk. I've been battling a really nasty sinus infection, and I somehow let it take hold of both me and my life. I've spent a good deal of time reading up on the emotions behind sinus troubles, and my husband did a little EFT session with me on some of them yesterday. I'd been stuck. Stuck physically in that my sinuses were no longer draining, thus

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It was fall, just 31 years ago, that I met Mike. He showed up at an early morning religion class that I was taking. It was 6 a.m. to be exact. Now if a 15 year old girl can look attractive at 6 a.m., then there has to be more to it than just surfacey stuff. And if a city girl can fall for a curly-topped red head who was "just a cowboy," according to her sister, Colette, then there must have been

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A couple of weeks ago I was out doing a little shopping. I had several places I needed to stop, and I wasn't really in a hurry. My dog, Riley, likes to come along, and I take him when the weather is decent for leaving a dog inside a car. So off we go, me and Riley, and head to the grocery store. I purchased what I needed and then realized that I should have stopped there last, because Riley has a

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Way back in the olden days, when I was in high school, I was a do or die kind of girl. I had this silly idea in my head that if I couldn't be the absolute best at something then I wouldn't bother doing it at all. Sure did limit my fun.I'm tall with long legs (can't really tell from my mug shot, can you?) I wasn't much for anything that required endurance, but I was fast. In middle school I

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I'm in a celebratory mood today. Wanna know why? Because my back-out-of-whack is feeling so much better. Now I know that some of you may have never had back troubles, never had to be careful how you turn, or how you sleep, or how you sneeze. What? Sneeze? Yep, it's true. When my back is at full screaming pain level, sneezing really gets me good. That's a little bit of a problem when you have a

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We've had a lot going on this last little while (and who doesn't?) My husband has had a looming deadline for his book, and he has some pretty hefty church responsibilities. He usually is helpful around the house, and he still tries to do a bit here and there, but for the most part he's been holed up in his upstairs office or in his office at the church. My 11 year old daughter and I have had a

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Dear Sweet Nolan,Welcome, welcome to the world! I've been waiting for you, and I'm so glad you came today. Your mom (my daughter), Melissa, called me at 1:49 a.m. to say she was having regular contractions, and would I like to come on over to your house? Well, I most certainly would!I threw on my clothes, grabbed the bag that's been patiently waiting by my door for about a week now, and hopped in

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Maybe today's the day you're asking yourself, "Just what does this woman think she's talking about? How can I possibly feel joy when there are so many things going wrong in the world? What about the war? What about the tragic accident that left my neighbor in a coma? How about the sniper that came in and destroyed a peaceful school? She must live in some kind of a bubble because she's obviously

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I awakened today with a little sore throat and the sniffles. Some would say, "Well, it's cold and flu season, you know." I've been thinking about that kind of comment, and I'm choosing not to join in that particular belief. I watched a little video last week with Carol Tuttle (click on "links Carol recommends") reminding me that we can choose into that belief or we can choose to believe we're

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"Really now. Just who do you think would even want to read this blog? Who cares about what you have to say, anyway. It's not like you've got life all figured out! Better just quit while you're still ahead."Oh, yeah, I know where that's coming from. It's that darn committee. You know, the Itty Bitty Icky Committee. The one that yacks at you when you're not being so conscious of your thoughts. "

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My back HURTS! I know, I know, your thoughts create your reality. Okay, so my back doesn't really hurt at all. Hmmm. I only wish that were true at this very moment in time. So what am I to do here? Suffer in silence, complain loudly, or practice what I preach?I spend a good deal of my time as a Rapid Eye Technician. I see clients regularly and enjoy discovering, right along with them, who they

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Melissa called around 9:30 last night saying, "I'm having contractions!" So, I went to bed with my bags packed, knowing the phone might ring at any time and I'd be out the door making the 15 minute drive to her house. It's likely that the midwives will arrive first, because they're pros at this, but I don't want to miss a single moment.Waiting on the birth of a baby is truly the anticipation of

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Some days it seems we choose joy, but once in awhile it appears that joy chooses us! This was the case with me yesterday.I mentioned my dog, Riley, the German Shepherd/Lab mix. He's a good boy, most of the time, but he has an over-the-top interest in cats, if you get my drift. I like cats, but we cannot have them around. They would be in mortal danger. Because of this, I rarely get to enjoy the

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Welcome to Choose Joy Now! The time has come for us to move from a place of struggle into the realm of living in joy. We must make it a conscious choice to do so, and is there a better time than right now? Of course not!Please join me on the journey, will you? I'll share my thoughts, insights, resources and my heart. I hope you will, too, for our journeys somehow intersect. Thank goodness we're

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