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Susan Marek's blog about angels, chakras, spiritual living, and more.

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The Pieta of Saint-Sulpice

Susan Marek

Saint-Sulpice stands at the corner of two small rues in Paris, not far from the Seine.  Her towering exterior, although lovely, pales in comparison to the mysteries and beauty inside.  There are gorgeous sculptures, paintings and stained glass wherever you look.  There is even a copy of the shroud of Turin in one chapel.  There is one piece of sculpture that caught my attention and continues to frequently occupy my thoughts. 
Pieta in Saint-Sulpice

Pieta in Saint-Sulpice


This piece is located in the Chapel of the Souls in Purgatory.  Purgatory, by the way, no longer exists, as decreed by the Pope. It is no longer a place, so much as a state of being. Wonder what happened to everyone who was there? The official guide book just lists it as "Pieta by Clesinger (1868).  Masterpieces of Saint-Sulpice, another book put out by the church, says, "Over the altar was set a stone Pieta between two angels, Clesinger's work." No sign. No plaque.  The books don't even have a picture, but they do dedicate about four, large, color pages to the church organ. Come on!  I am appalled by the obvious disrespect that is paid to this magnificent sculpture.  It is purposely overlooked for obvious reasons.  Look at the way Mother Mary is embracing both Mary Magdalene and Jesus.  Really take in the facial expressions of the Mary's.  It moves me to the core whenever I look at it.  Notice Mary Magdalene's hand under her beloved's.  It is both beautiful and heart-wrenching at the same time.  It brings up so many layers of thought and emotion in me.  Human mortality. Nature of Love.  Types of Love. Death. Life. Mother-in-laws. Church doctrine. Heresy. If I could find one, I would buy a reproduction of this for my home.  It is that powerful.  And it just one of the many wonders of this church. 

Vezelay!

Susan Marek

The drive to the north of France was lovely.  We passed chateau after chateau as we wove our way down country roads and through small villages toward Vezelay.  Our mission:  another church with mystery!  Vezelay is a small town with a quaint main street that leads uphill to the church.
Vezelay

This town is very much steeped in the Mary Magdalene traditions, with sea shells (one of her symbols) on buildings and embedded in the street.

The church has interesting carvings above the imposing doors and even small rats carved into the foot of one column!


Inside, the inner portal to the main body of the church has an intricate carving of Jesus along with the astrological symbols.  Unexpected and fabulous!  Who would have thought Jesus would share space with a Capricorn?

There is a chapel to Mary Magdalene across from the crypt.  She is holding the alabaster jar against her abdomen.
Mary Magdalene, Vezelay

Imbedded in the pedestal is a piece of her thigh bone.
Mary Magdalene reliquary, Vezelay

In the crypt is a beautiful reliquary containing a larger piece of her thigh bone.  Don't you think the reliquary looks Egyptian?
Mary Magdalene reliquary, Vezelay
The Crypt, Vezelay

There are beautiful statues of saints throughout the church, as well as some painted saints on the columns.  In addition to the Mary relics, one of the most fascinating things was something that wasn't on display.  It is the "host holder" that holds the sacred communion host for adoration.  It caught my eye on a sign in the church.  I think my jaw dropped open when I saw it.
Ankh, Vezelay

The holy Catholic sacrament is displayed in an EGYPTIAN ANKH!  LOVE IT!  In many of the shops in town, there are references to the Church, Egypt, Freemasons, and paganism.  What a unique and mysterious combination!  I love Vezelay!

After  brief visit, we left and made our way west to Chartres...

Montsegur

Susan Marek

Montsegur, or safe mountain, sits a top a strangely shaped mountain.  It was the last hold out in the Albigensian Crusades, with the Cathars being burned at the foot of the mountain in March of 1244. 
Montsegur from parking lot

Montsegur from monument

Most of the group took on the challenge of hiking to the top.  It is a very steep climb through a small forest which then opened to a rocky path to the summit.  We stopped first at  monument to the Cathars who were murdered at the base.
Cathar Monument, Montsegur

Half way there...
Half way there

The fortress at the top of the mountain is not the Cathar stronghold.  It is a fortress build after the Cathars were driven out.  The king must of thought it was a great place to set up shop after the Cathars held out for so long. 

fortress at Montsegur

The original building was made from stone and wood.  The outline of some of the small rooms the Cathars used can be seen below. 
Cathar rooms at Montsegur

I got a strong sense of peace here and had visions of laughing children running through these rooms while adults worked and taught.  The view was spectacular.  Except for a few cow bells in the distance, we experienced a silence that was blessed and magical.  Besides a sense of accomplishment from making it up and down the mountain without dying, I felt overwhelmed by the love and peace of this place.  It is so interesting how many of the sites we visited had such atrocities committed in their midst, yet the energy is peaceful and loving.  It is truly a testament to how love conquers all and the way in which these beautiful Cathar people lived. 

I left southern France the next day and drove up north to visit Chartres and Paris.  First stop on the way, Vezelay!

Mystery of the Black Madonna

Susan Marek

Before this trip, I had little knowledge or understanding of The Black Madonna.  These ladies sit in many churches in France (and other countries) and are misunderstood and discounted by most visitors.  There are many theories on why the Madonnas are black (or were black - many have been white-washed by the Church), but my personal feeling is that these Madonnas represent the divine feminine, an earthy, mothering, goddess aspect of I AM that brings forth creativity and renewal.  They are linked to Mary Magdalene, who also represents those qualities.  They exude love, compassion, understanding and hold secrets to not only the past, but to our present and future experience on our relationship to ourselves, each other, and the divine.  Upon returning home, I started gathering material on the Black Madonnas and am going to do some research on this lovely lady..  She fascinates me because of what she is said to represent, because the Church is SO threatened by her coloring it feels a need to paint her, and because her mystery is a source of information on a higher place. 

Alet-les-Bains

Alet-les-Bains


As if Black Madonnas weren't enough to keep me busy, I was introduced to the world of encoded stained glass windows.  I saw some of the most amazing windows in a little town called Alet-les-Bains.  The windows of this small church have Stars of David build into the supports for the windows and colorful, intricate glass within the frame.  Each tells a story, of course, but many were hard to see because of the height of the windows.  I was instantly obsessed with the symbolism in these windows and will have to add discovering their secrets to my list of things to do.  But I think, perhaps, the Madonnas and the windows have some shared secrets that are waiting to be discovered...

Black Madonna, Alet-les-Bains

Black Madonna, Notre-Dame-de-Marceille
 Oh, and we saw Nostradamus' house today.  It was a good day!

Mas Cabardes' Weaver's Cross

Susan Marek

Mas Cabardes is a tiny town nestled in the mountains north of Carcassonne.  This sleepy hamlet is home to one of my favorite pieces of heretical art. Unassuming on the corner of two narrow streets sits a lovely cross.  At first glance, it looks like a normal cross, with Jesus, angels, and Mother Mary.  The addition of John the Baptist and Father God are different, but not unusual.  It takes the name 'Weaver's Cross' from the carving of the shuttle under Jesus' feet.  Cathars were shepherds, so this is said to be a nod to one of their professions.
Weaver's Cross, front

Where it gets really interesting is when you view the back of it.  The back tells the heretical side of the story.  Mary Magdalene, holding a baby (who is now decapitated) is crowned Queen of Heaven by the angels while God looks on.  On her left is Archangel Michael, protector of the Divine Feminine, and the other is unidentified, but has pen and book in hand, ready to tell her story.

Weaver's Cross, back
The church in this town is small, but mighty, having special symbolism of its own and some fabulous energy as well.  Again, we saw symbols of the divine masculine and feminine, as well as dedication to Mary Magdalene.

Nearby, on some small mountian peaks, sits the site of Lastours.  It is the site of three separate Cathar chateaux and a fourth castle built as a prize to the victors after the Cathar chateauxs were conquered.
Lastours

The view was breathtaking and the hike up to one of the towers was worth the effort on that particularly warm day. Most of the group chose to hike to Cabaret, the chateau originally owned by Etiennette du Pennautier, patroness of the troubadours and defender of the Cathars.
Cabaret (left)

There is one remaining tower that you can climb up from which to enjoy the spectacular vistas.  Many of us spent about an hour up there, singing and dancing, a fitting tribute to the woman who celebrated the arts, music and courtly love!
Me in the Cabaret Tower
Another busy day full of beauty, mystery, and the Divine.  Oh...and wine.  :)

Rennes-le-Chateau

Susan Marek

Rennes-le-Chateau is at the center of all things mystical and magical in the Languedoc region.  Rumors of Egyptian rites, time slips, and portals to other worlds abound here.  What I do know for sure is that it is full of more mysteries than answers, and beauty abounds.  The view was breathtaking from atop the mountain on which it sits.

  The streets were quiet as we approached the infamous church, which holds most of the town's secrets.  Dedicated to Mary Magdalene, this place of worship has a gorgeous statue of Mary Magdalene above the door with an interesting inscription.  At first, it seems as though it proclaims the place as "terribilis," but translated properly in this context, it means 'awesome'.  Awesome it is, indeed! 
Mary Magdalene at Rennes-le-Chateau




As I entered the church, Rex Mundi was waiting to greet me.  One would not expect to find a devil at the entrance to a church. Rex Mundi means 'king of the world,' and to me, represents the ego and our attachment to earthly things that block us from our true path. 
Rex Mundi

But on top of the statue sits four lovely angels, each making a portion of the sign of the cross, assuring you that all is well.  A fascinating statue to be sure!
Angels triumph over Rex Mundi
For me, the energy in the church was a little "swirly" (it's a technical term...). It was noticeable once I was inside the main part of the church.  There was so much to see within the church itself, like gorgeous statues of many saints, an ornate altar with a lovely relief of Mary Magdalene in it, painted by the priest, Berenger Sauniere, who brought this church back to life with a mysterious fortune at the turn of the 20th century.
altar with Mary Magdalene relief
The source of Sauniere's fortune is unknown, but the money started pouring into this small parish after he discovered something in a pillar of the old altar during a remodel.  The papers found in a hole in the top of the pillar were said to contains secrets that were never revealed by Berenger or any of the people he entrusted with them. 
altar pillar - no, it isn't upside down.  Sauniere had 'Mission 1891' carved upside down.  The hole is at the top.
Symbolism is all over the church.  There is layer upon layer of messages and secrets here.  Next to the church are the presbytery, Villa Bethania ( the home Sauniere built but never lived in) and his gardens.  The gardens contain two magnificent towers, the Magdalene Tower, which served as Sauniere's library, and the Conservatory Tower, which was a green house.  The Magdalene Tower is spectacular.  Inside, walnut bookshelves line the walls, and the spiral staircase leads to the top of the tower.  I could feel the energy swirling in the tower before I reached the door.  I had to catch myself a few times inside to keep from falling because the energy was so strong.  I didn't stay long because of it, but proceeded to the conservatory where the energy was a little calmer. 
Magdalene Tower

Conservatory Tower
After visiting the towers, the group headed to another part of the Sauniere's original garden called Jardin du Marie for lunch.  There, we ate under the sprawling branches of trees and were treated to a short talk about local lore by the restaurant owner.  A harp concert followed, and then we did some shopping at the fabulous bookstore located at the foot of the garden.  The shop items reflected the mysteries of Rennes-le-Chateau: Books, Magdalene medals, Templar crosses, Egyptian statues and shiny crystal jewelry. 


Rennes-le-Chateau brought up mixed emotions in me.  The church itself was so multi-layered in terms of energy and emotions.  A LOT has happened there, and for me that day, it was quite jumbled when picking up on energies of the past and present.  There is a definite air of mystery around the church and grounds, much more than you can see.  I came away quite melacholy because I was on energy overload and processing quite a bit.  I would love to go back after reading and learning more about the history and symbolism so I could focus on a specific area of the church or gardens.  You could spend years here and not uncover or decipher the town's secrets.  The next place we visited was quite the opposite of Rennes-le-Chateau...

Minerve - Still a Working Town

Susan Marek

Despite being the site of a Cathar massacre in 1210, Minerve is unexpectedly peaceful.

It's narrow streets wind up and down the diminutive hill on which it sits, overlooking a beautiful gorge.  It is hard to believe that is was the place that 140 Cathar "parfaits" were burned for heresy.  Energetically, Minerve had a blanket of loving energy over it, almost like a dome, protecting it and maintaining the feeling of love that so penetrated the Cathar society here once.  It felt physically soft and calm.  The group spent time walking to the Cathar memorial

and then journeyed down into the gorge, following the path of the martyrs.  While walking, I had a vision of a line of parfaits walking down into the gorge, two by two, men and women.  One pair were helping each other down when the woman slipped and the man gently caught her before she tumbled down the steep slope.  It was such a gentle, loving gesture juxtapositioned against the harsh reality that awaited them at the bottom.  There was an overwhelming feeling of sadness, which you would think wouldn't be unusual except that the sadness was not for themselves.  The Cathars were grieving the fact that their conquerors were so misguided.  The Parfaits were genuinely concerned for their persecutors!  At first, it took me by surprise, but knowing the little I know about their ways and beliefs, I should have expected nothing less.  It was actually quite lovely and a true "Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do" moment.  At the site of the burning in the gorge, the group said a prayer for them and spent some time in silence.

One member of our group began to sing a song, inspired and divinely guided in that moment.  We were all moved to tears.  On our way back up to the town from the gorge, I 'saw'  that Minerve was not just a place of memories, but in actuality is still a "working" enclave of the Cathars.  There is a funnel of energy that exists over the town, that channels the Way of Love into the energy of this world. These people are still here etherically, holding a space for love to remain.  Demori!

On to Rennes-le-Chateau...

Something is energetically afoot...

Susan Marek

Today is yoga day.  I am usually so excited to go and stretch my muscles and mind, but today I feel differently.  Something in me is wanting me to stay home and eat chocolate chip cookies.  Not even the gluten-free kind.  I mean the gross, gooey, wheat-laden type that wreak havoc on my physical and energy bodies.  I have been fighting this feeling for a few days now.  Baking vegan Twinkies and making homemade buns didn't help either.  I feel like I am being pulled back into old habits.  Something energetic is afoot here.  I am not the only one feeling this.  Others are having similar issues.  Old injuries flaring up. Old ailments rearing their ugly head.  How about you? 

A Classic Case of Dotoomuch

Susan Marek

Well, I am finally back.  Back from where?  Back from my self-imposed hibernation of sorts.  It was a classic case of dotoomuch.  That's the official diagnosis.  Symptoms are: forgetfulness, bitchy-ness  (technical term), exhaustion, lack of interest in, well, anything, overwhelming sense of loss - loss of sanity, loss of self.  Something had to give, so out went the blog.  I have to say I wasn't sad to see it go then.  I had been writing everyday, then almost everyday, then every week, and so on.  It was quite obvious that I needed a break.  Twitter stayed, but barely.  I quit farkle and scrabble on Facebook cold turkey.  Personal obligations were dropped and I hibernated.  During my social hibernation, I discovered the I missed those outlets for my creativity and my experiences.  I slowly got back into the game with some YouTube postings, then a YouTube series.  I have tweeted a tiny bit more and have resurrected the blog.  Stay tuned for more posting, but I make no promises to frequency or content.  I may resort to discussing my latest raw detox adventure or my longing for Disneyland. It's good to be back.

Yes, No or Maybe So? Can't decide.

Susan Marek

Not choosing is a choice.  You are choosing not to choose, which is a decision.  I have a hard time making decisions sometimes.  It could be regarding my budget, a business decision, or where to go to dinner.  I think this indecisiveness is sometimes caused by my fear of disappointing someone or fear of making the wrong decision.  If I don't decide, then I don't take the chance that I could be wrong.  What I have learned that no choice can be wrong, too.  Like when you can't decide at a restaurant between the steak and the chicken, so you make no choice and let your companion choose for you.  They choose the fish for you, and you end up eating something you hate.  Not that this has ever happened... 

Make a choice. Be decisive.  Use your intuition to guide you and then trust in your decision.  You may make some bad ones, but at least you have taken charge of your fate.  Better to be the driver and make a wrong turn than a passenger stuck in the back with no air conditioning and no say in where you are stopping to eat.  I must be hungry with all these food references.  Hmmm.  Should I have the pasta or the salad?

Creating a Personal Mission Statement

Susan Marek

Corporations have them, churches have them, even some fast food places have them posted above the deep fryer. Mission statements are one way companies define their purpose and commitment.  Why not people? What do you stand for? Who or what do you stand by? Are you ready to make a commitment to yourself around your personal mission here on Earth?   Create  a personal, empowering statement of passion, commitment, and purpose. 

This mission statement is a "living document." It can grow and change as you do, being modified to reflect your divine journey. We aren't striving for one perfect statement.  Throughout your life, your priorities will shift, circumstances will change.  You are growing and learning.  Your mission statement should reflect that.

I used an online mission statement builder to begin mine.  My statement is in its infancy, but it is a great starting point for me.  Here is the first draft of my statement:

I am at my best when I am focused on my passions.
I will try to prevent times when I feel I am going nowhere and not making a difference..
I will enjoy my work by finding employment where I can help people empower themselves and uncover their gifts.
I will find enjoyment in my personal life through reading, learning, and travel.
I will find opportunities to use my natural talents and gifts such as listening, learning, planning, teaching, writing, being a friend.
I can do anything I set my mind to. I will travel the world teaching people to harness their divine gifts to the benefit of themselves and others.
My life's journey is one of ups and downs, but always moving in the direction of divine service and community. I empower people to be their true selves, creating a sense of global community and peace.
I will be a person who has created an environment in which people feel they can be themselves, which, in turn, empowers them to create a life of service and community where love is the binding force.
My most important future contribution to others will be that I have given people the tools to empower themselves.

I will stop procrastinating and start working on:
releasing my perfectionism

I will strive to incorporate the following attributes into my life:
unbounded joy
peaceful power

I will constantly renew myself by focusing on the four dimensions of my life:
exercise and eating a good diet of life-giving foods
constant communication with Spirit and divine service always
always learning with an open mind
focus on joy and creating a life of bliss

If you would like to create your own statement using this tool, go to:


http://www.franklincovey.com/msb/


Keep your mission statement where you can read it.  Post it on your mirror, on the refrigerator, and next to your computer.  Let it remind you of who you are and where you are going. Enjoy!

Where the Hell is Matt?!!?

Susan Marek

Where the Hell is Matt?!!?  At first glance, Matt looks like your average Joe.  Cute, funny, all-American Joe.  Who likes to travel, sometimes to strange, exotic places and dance "badly" (his words). The first time I watched one of his videos, I cried like a baby.  All over the world Matt has danced with wild abandon, sometimes alone, but many times with crowds of laughing, smiling people.  He demonstrated that no matter where you live or the circumstances in which you live, people are still the same. They laugh, they cry, they smile, they dance. Matt asked people to dance with him and they came in droves.  We all are looking to find that connection with others. That is why we join book clubs, go to church, take line dancing classes, visit online chat rooms, play bingo.  And that is why we dance with Matt.

Where the Hell is Matt? 2008

Making Your Interior Life Your Exterior Life - Part 3

Susan Marek

Part 3 -

The seed now must awaken and begin its journey out of the shell and into the world.  It temporarily lives on the meat, the fruit of the labor of the generation before it, a gift from the universe. It slowly awakens and first sets down roots in its new home. Then, stretched its tiny, first leaves up and out beyond the remnants of the coarse shell and into the unknown. Sunlight, which has been warming the seed, unbeknownst to it, now is known in its full glory to the seedling.  Because it has grown beyond the confines of its outer shell, it can now feel the warmth of the sun on its own leaves, not through something else. The light and heat directly affects the seedling, causing interior changes that encourage and support further growth into a sapling. And so it goes on from there.  Earth feeding its needs from the roots, sun feeding its needs from the leaves.  A connection of Earth and Sky. The Tree of Life. No wonder many traditions of people choose the tree to represent this divine relationship.  They recognize the divine in a simple, beautiful tree.  And it is that simple, joyful, and profound.  Let it be that way for your life as well.  Allow.  Allow Spirit and all the divine energies in past your shell of fear, anger, sadness, and doubt.  Allow them to find that inner soul seed.  Allow the divine light to reach your sacred center and encourage the divine growth of your soul.  You already have the knowledge to take root and grow.  Allow Spirit in to support your efforts. And then reap the fruits of your labor in the fruit you bear after reaching the sunlight. 

Making Your Interior Life Your Exterior Life - Part 2

Susan Marek

Part 2 - 


When I was cracking walnuts the other day, I thought about how nuts mirrored our experience in life.  We must first crack open and remove the outer hard shell of sarcasm, pessimism, fear, despair, in order to reveal the inner meat of the matter,  the nourishment, food of life for the seed that is within. The seed itself is not substantial, but is the core of the seed. It holds all the information for the new life to begin and grow. The layers are peeled away to reveal the true purpose and nature of the seed.  Once uncovered, the seed must be nourished, fed, watered, and warmed to encourage growth.  Remove the human hand from this process and see how the natural process mirrors our own release of our spirit to the Universe.  When the nut falls from the tree, it does not immediately begin to grow.  Exterior forces must weaken the shell. Wind, rain, the harshness of the environment all contribute to the breakdown of the hard outer shell.  Some shells are harder than others, and not all will be exposed to the extreme conditions.  Although this shell serves to protect the inner, more fragile parts, it ultimately must be removed for the good of the future plant.  It will open, sometimes gradually and naturally or sometimes by force of an animal. The interior is now exposed and the growth process begun.

Changes in Relationships

Susan Marek

Over the past few months, I have noticed how my relationship to different people in my life has changed.  Some friendships have bloomed and grown.  Others have withered and died.  Some are still in transition, and I am not sure which way they are going.  As I have changed, it is only natural that relationships around me must shift as well. Part of me is sadden by this, but I realize nothing can stay the same.  Things become stagnant, and what was once healthy and beneficial can become toxic and dangerous to our movement forward.  Friends and family members seem to change, but really, it is me that is changing and shifting.  I know that all is in divine order and all of us are moving, shifting, learning.  I am still in the process of trying to understand the changes that are taking place and working with the emotions around the shift in relationships.  Sometimes it is just a matter of trusting all is in perfect order and going with the flow.  So I am sending blessings out to everyone in my life - past, present, and future.  May we all learn, grow, and change for our highest good.

Blessings that Chaos Brings

Susan Marek

"What looks like chaos is actually a future blessing in disguise." Carolyn Myss

After I read this, my mind filled with images of some pretty low and hectic times in my life.  I felt like I would never crawl out of the pit I was in or be able to move through the chaos around me.  But, life goes on, things change, chaos disappears.  For each one the memories I have about those low times, I also have recognition of an important life lesson or blessing that goes along with it.  The classic "cloud with the silver lining."  More than once, I learned that I am stronger than I thought I was, mentally and emotionally.  My determination to keep moving forward regardless of what appeared to be collapsing around me was enough to get me beyond the darkness and into the light.  When I look back on the negative events, I recognize that my story around what happened is just that - a story.  And a good one at that.  It is full of nasty characters, drama, and some danger.  But everything works out in the end, which is how I like it.  For some people, that may not be true, but I am determined to write my stories with a happy ending. So I search high and low for the silver lining and incorporate that into my new story.

The blessings that chaos brings become easier to find each time because I am willing and anxious to learn and move on. I don't like to wallow in misery or be a victim, which spurs me on to move quickly through the hard times onto better things.  I am finding that I don't stay angry as long or hold grudges like I did before.  Time is too short and precious to waste on negative energies.  In that way I am selfish because I don't like to give my energy away to foolish people or circumstances.  I would rather just move beyond, rise above, and go on my merry way.  So although I don't welcome chaos, I do appreciate the blessings that come with it and hope that you, too, find the silver lining on your most cloudy of days.

Mystical Verbs

Susan Marek

Per Merriam-Webster, a verb is "a word that characteristically is the grammatical center of a predicate and expresses an act, occurrence, or mode of being, that in various languages is inflected for agreement with the subject, for tense, for voice, for mood, or for aspect, and that typically has rather full descriptive meaning and characterizing quality but is sometimes nearly devoid of these especially when used as an auxiliary or linking verb."  I like to think of them simply as mystical words of action, the action of being or the action of doing.  Our whole life is one big verb.  From the minute we are born to the moment of our transition, we are being and doing.  Crying, pooping, whining, crawling, walking, running, screaming, laughing, learning, loving.  We are spirits having a human experience and use these actions to learn more about ourselves and how we relate together as a collective group of souls.  Our actions determine the kind of experience we have as well.  Do you play, love, laugh and learn?  Those actions help us stay connected to our higher selves.  Whining, crying, lamenting, not so much.  We can also perform the action of being.  Being angry is not as fulfilling as being joyful.  Being hopeful is a much higher vibration than being desperate.  Sometimes just being is all we can do.  Often, we cannot change our circumstance, at least right away, but we can change our actions.  We change our verb, and miracles happen. 

What verb are you right now?  I am "WRITING' and "PONDERING" at the same time. You don't need to limit yourself to just one.   Try verb multitasking.  I challenge you to 'LEARN," "LOVE," "LAUGH,"  and "PLAY" all at the same time.  Are you happy with your verb?  If not, then change it NOW.  You have the power to create miracles.  Change your verb, change your world.

Bob the Builder vs. Your Ego

Susan Marek


"Can we do it?  YES, we can!" Good ol' Bob the Builder.  I watched my fair share of Bob a few year's back when my son was young enough to appreciate the wonders of construction machinery.  Bob never said no.  He never said, "No, we can't.  Are you kidding?  That is way out of my league.  Go find yourself someone else.  I am just not good enough." He knew he could do it.  There was never a doubt that he would get the job done, and he had a good time doing it.  His attitude is completely opposite mine for the past few days.  I have been contemplating a few projects I have had in the queue for a while and wondering if I should take them on or let someone else do them.  I have been feeling like maybe I am not smart enough, good enough, experienced enough.  The list goes on and on.  That was my ego talking and not my higher self, who is a lot like Bob.  I finally got my ego to quiet down a bit, and my higher self took over. It has begun to formulate a game plan for the next few projects.  The next few months are going to be busy!

We have all had our ego get the better of us from time to time.  Ego loves to makes sure we don't mix things up too much.  It loves status quo and making sure we don't leave our comfort zone. When we hear things like, "You aren't smart enough to do that." or "You don't have the experience to try that.", you know it is ego speaking.  Opposite your ego is your higher self, which is much more pleasant.  It is your own personal cheerleader.  It ALWAYS supports your dreams and is positive and uplifting.  Your higher self will say things like, "Wouldn't it be FUN to try that?" or "Go for it!  You are ready to take that on!"

Next time you are contemplating a new project, listen to the commentary that is going on inside your head.  Is it ego or higher self?  If it is ego, tell it to take a hike.  If it is higher self, listen up.  It has some profound things to tell you.  You may be asking, "Can I do it?"  It is going to tell you, "YES, you CAN!"  Think of it as your own Bob the Builder.  Good ol' Bob will help you build your dreams and desires brick by brick.  And he doesn't need a lunch break.

A 6 year-old's look at a dog's passing. Absolutely beautiful!

Susan Marek

Taken from an email I received yesterday.  A beautiful sentiment about our angel dogs...and perhaps some people, too.


A Dog's Purpose? (from a 6-year-old)

 Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

 I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

 As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

 The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker 's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

 The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.?

 Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ''I know why.''

 Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try and live.

 He said, ''People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life --- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?''
The six-year-old continued, ''Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.'' Remember….

Live simply.

 Love generously.

 Care deeply.

 Speak kindly.

 Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:

 When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

 Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.

 Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.

 Take naps.

 Stretch before rising.

 Run, romp, and play daily.

 Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

 Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

 On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

 On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.

 When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

 Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

 Be loyal.

 Never pretend to be something you're not.

 If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

 When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

 ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!   

Is Re-Membering a Form of TIme Travel?

Susan Marek

"Remember the time when...?"  The word 'remember' is interesting.  Re =  again or anew and member = a part of a whole.  "Remember when we went to Disneyland?" "Remember to brush your teeth!"  When we remember, we are becoming part of something again. We are re-membering ourselves into a group of memories, habits, realities.  We become part of an event a second, third, or more time.  We bring ourselves back to a time when we were five years old, or riding a roller coaster, or the death of a parent.

All this got me thinking about the human concept of time.  Time exists because we say it does.  We created it to have a point of reference in our reality.  We are at once past, present, and future, but we place rules and restrictions on ourselves and call it time.  So when we re-member, are we "time" traveling?  Are we moving energetically to another point in reality when/where we re-member?  Can memories have a detrimental affect on our vibration when we re-member into them.  And I do mean "into them" because if it is "time" travel, we are moving into them.  So then can we alter our reality when we re-member into a memory and have a different viewpoint?  I have no idea what the answer is to that, but I think it warrants some more thought. I will have to re-member this next time I meditate.