FaultsOrWounds

I think that prayer and meditation is something like making love. First the foundation is the relationship with the good communication. For me this comes from the openness of journaling, where my feelings crawl out from denial, hiding, or half-hiding, and reveal themselves. I use journal pages I've calligraphed, and made into journals, and they remind me of what is calling for attention from my body, mind, emotions and Spirit (and anywhere else - image is jelly fish oozling through a tank in an aquarium). [For info on buying journals contact me at Penofgold9@sbcglobal.net, put Journal in subject line]. Here I also get in touch with gratitude, and honoring myself for the efforts I've been making. (This has been paying off - last night in my dreams again I heard a message that was positive that I imagine was from me to me, or from someone to me - I'll take it).

Then, on a good day when I don't turn on the Internet immediately, I read. I believe we are part of a Universal Mind, and others have traveled some interesting, inspiring places in it. I sign up for a cruise: today I went on the ship Sacred Moments. There, on the calendar page for June 9 I came across a quote I was wanting to find as recently as yesterday. It is from Sophy Burnham (http://www.sophyburnham.com/):

I have learned in recent years that my faults, the defects that keep me from creating the work I want to do, are not flaws or failures. They are wounds. The merest shift in the word shifts attitude. As failure, flaws, defects, I want to crush them underfood, smash their noses in, impale their heads upon a pike and mount it on the tower wall. But this is my very soul I am impaling there, the essence of my heart. Block, the inability to proceed, signals not a defect but a wound exposed; and curiously in our wounds lie our divinity...healing comes from tenderness. Embrace the wounds, wash them, bandage them with loving care...

That was an h'ors d'oevre. I was touched by the synchronicity of life bringing me a quote I'd been wanting to find. Next I read today from Gleanings from the Writings of Baha'u'llah. Baha'ullah was a mystic who was imprisoned and exiled for 40 years for his teaching about the oneness of humankind and eliminating all prejudices. But his writings are full of Spirit, they are like energy efficient 15 billion watt bulbs. I didn't even know from Spirit until I read Baha'ullah. (Here is recent NPR story on national elections of Baha'i Faith inspired by Baha'u'llah: http://chicagopublicradio.org/Content.aspx?audioID=24887
If you follow a spiritual path, whether Buddhism or Judaism or Christianity or Hinduism or Islam or another faith or follow a teacher or guru or believe in the Higher Self or Yourself, you know what it is to be mystically inspired, and you have books that inspire you in this way. The analogy here is to slow touch, where you are able to savor the moments, in this case, what you are reading. You are as receptive as you can be at that moment, opening up your view of the world to another's as much as you can manage at that moment.

Frankly, at some point, I often find myself saying inside something like Amen, but in me it comes out: Holy Shit! It is as if I get something that I didn't quite understand before, and I have to let go of some previous view of myself and the world to embrace it. It is like the imact - meteor hits earth. What I read this morning that impacted me had to do with that our connection with the Creator, the favor we receive in communing, has nothing to do with our own merit. I started to feel like everything I had and was was from the Creator.

After that reflection I wrote:

O Grace, thank you
O Benediction, thank you
O Guidance, Light,
Help, thank you
Everything
I owe to you,
Even my
ego
which
surrenders
before
its
Source


Maybe the Holy Shit is the orgasm.

Or maybe the orgasm lasts all day or as long as you hope it can because you are making love with life and the people you see in your day from a new vantage point.

And then there is being quiet and letting in understandings, or praying for direction for the day and listening, and, on a good day remembering to listen on how to be of service. I think going to clean my house is my next item on being of service today. I suppose quiet time could be compared to the bond with a partner (or oneself) after making love. As one woman I know referred to making love with her husband, it helps us "be in the same camp."

Have a wonderful day. Please comment because I want to see if putting myself out on a limb is reaching anyone putting themselves out on their limbs, too. Or if it helps motivate you to reach out from your favorite limb. Thanks. Camber from Think Fabulous (www.thinkfabulous.com) and I talked yesterday about saying what is really authentic and how that is so much more connecting with people. So this is my experiment.

Have a wonderful day of embracing those wounds when one rears its head. It is fabulous to have an embracing relationship within oneself. And to make love with the Creator through reading, prayer and reflection.

Claudia

WhatTheCreatorBrought

me...

a refridgerator from a woman who was big and generous; it was $100 and will be delivered, and her husband whose name is the same name as my husband's (John, which is always sensitive to hear. John died two years ago). John will take away the old one, and...the woman Michelle received bags of clothes I'd been meaning to take to Good Will. It was a kind of confirmation because I'm trying to pull things together on the practical plane because I'm at a crossroads - could move to N. California or ?? visit China?? go somewhere a job is offered where there is a good school for daughter, and I'm readying my life pile by pile (and there are many...oh so many), and garbage can of grasses and branches by garbage can of grasses and branches (hired someone to help clean yards yesterday). How can I say that just looking at Michelle and us catching eyes was like a heart to heart match, like playing jacks when you catch the ball and pick up the right number of jacks but with another person.

a good conversation on the phone with a relative who I got serious about forgiving while I was praying this morning. I mean I'd thought we might never bridge the distance - that she had done the unforgiveable. I saw, a bit grudgingly, that we both have different needs. This happened after I opened a book to a section about forgiveness (Sacred Moments http://www.virtuesproject.com/index.php and it asked something like: What do you need to let go to forgive? My answer was: Let go of being right.

a fabulous conversation at Trader Joes http://www.traderjoes.com/with Camber of Think Fabulous (www.thinkfabulous.com). In our conversation I was reminded that putting the honest feelings in my blog or any writing makes it way more interesting. I've held back some on this blog (http://AffirmationBank.blogspot.com)

groceries - including frozen berries and mango pieces I drink in smoothies, and tahini spread, and organic oranges.

a note from someone I met on OK cupid - someone who lives a few states over but still wants to chat as friends!

the writing of some new affirmations:

I am open to the best direction for my family - one fulfilling, satisfying, helping our growth on all levels and allowing maximum service for what we can offer in our lfe mandala now. This or something more inspired.

I take time to tend the plants of my deepest dreams.

I can, w/effort, follow a wonderful path and schedule times and enjoy making plans for creative dreams to manifest of writing, theater, teaching, etc...

I am refining my focus so my energy can manifest.

My eyes are open and hands ready to do what needs to be done to open doors for financial stabiity and prosperity in our lives.
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and...especially the Creator, also known as IS (Incomparable Sweetness), The Great Spirit, "the unknowable essence", "the central orb of the universe" brought me some reading and prayer this morning. It took me inside to that place where I would like to figure out God, and that frustration of not being able to, and then some extending of of surrender to the God that infuses creativity and arts into our lifestream. The light having thus been turned on inside for my day, I felt I was giving out beaming vibes and people responded well to me. I even ran and danced in Trader Joes when I felt to (got warmed up at my 5 Rhythms class yesterday (SpiritWeaves.com http://www.spiritweaves.com/).


Now need to clean my house and fridge in preparation for the new working fridge coming tonight with my hands that I said were ready to put in the effort! I think I'm learning something in my older age - something about the gift of taking things a bit more slowly and looking at them up close.

I am open to a fabulous date, or even some going out with a friend. It's about time. May we be purple and green and loved and happy and thankful.">

Santa Cruz

The affirmations that took place in my life recently:

Saw my cousins Sunday. Karen- who has this heart - how to describe it. It is like being at the Western Wall covered in a tallit, and the next second hearing her say she is intimidated opening the box of a massager you put over a chair, that she's technologically challenged. At the Passover Seder in April I heard her tell a woman about how long it took her to get dressed for the Seder, trying this outfit on and another, and the room she'd just spent a lot of time cleaning, now messed up with clothes. The woman smiled in relief: that was exactly what had happened to her that night she told me after Karen left, and she'd been very late to the Seder. And Karen is so aware of her boundaries and keeps voicing them with that voice that is like Vicks Vapor RubTM for the soul. She shows up all kinds of places through the phone or in person when people are in crisis.

Then my cousin Rachel. We went on a Bay cruise, the three of us. I hadn't seen Rachel since we were children. We went to the front of the boat to see the Golden Gate Bridge, accompanied by a bunch of macho guys, and we faced that wind, and braced against the boat, to see up close the bridge and the sky and the clouds, and the criss crosses of steel that made up that bridge as we passed underneath it. And this facing of life while she is overcoming a health crisis - this standing up to life and wind and man made and natural beauty.

Coming to Santa Cruz and being welcomed by old friends Jeff and Janey. Talking, telling about the crevices of life that I skip over with many people.

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My dreams include to be a harmonious, wise parent, to tell some people about a secret treasure trove I discovered of sustaining beauty, to write books and journal pages in color, and to facilitate Body Blessing/Soul Blessing/Life Bolstering movement experiences. From my husband's death, though it seems trite or unspeakable to say, I see that I have breath now, I have memory now, I have capacity now, and we will not be living on this earth plane forever. One day each of us goes on. I remember a friend Jan I didn't know well. After her death, we had a reception at her home and there was in her bathroom a basket with barrettes of various kinds. And the image stuck with me. I was stuck with barrettes I have been seeking all my life to make myself look more pretty or refined or tame me. I have been searching for how to express my voice. I have been searching for how to keep pulling myself up this mountain we call life, how to elevate myself, and comfort myself when I fall down, how to make it through the moments of fear and insecurity while climbing, and how to help others while I myself am still clawing at my fingertips on footholds at times, but remember worse times! And what in this limited time of life that we have, what will I create and do? What a big responsibility. I am responsible for how I use this little actor time I have. I am responsible for how much I devote to parenting, to writing, for how I treat every being I see? I have the freedom to choose what perspective I will have, and I can't spend my whole life coming up with the mission statement - it begins now and now and now.

He died and I will die. What do I want to leave on this earth, or in the hearts of those I know or meet? How shy and conforming to what is expected do I want to be or how outrageous do I need to be?

I need I need I n e e d I need to keep following the hints around me and within me, those subtle hints the color of dawn and have the courage to be new versions of what I thought of as myself as I keep climbing. Aren't we all less who we thought we are and who others thought we were than who we are?

GRIEVING

I have been reading Make Your Creative Dreams Real by SARK (http://www.planetsark.com) over fast food Indian Chicken Masala, and now I'm back at a computer at the Marriott Hotel in San Jose, while my daughter attends a Fanime convention (fans of anime). In one of the chapters about creative dreams SARK suggests: "Take your main fear about living more of your creative dreams and describe it in detail." In the next chapter she has people identify reasons you "can and will live your creative dreams." Thank you SARK!

One of my dreams is helping people through sharing my experience. One of my fears is that it won't be well received, and that the writing will be too heavy (too honest) or too light (not honest and deep enough). Reasons I can and will live this dream is because I value how honest I can be, and I actually recorded in the midst of experiences with my hubby in the hospital to remember things that would be helpful, and this note to my friend C. is pretty fresh - surprised that grieving is certainly not over by year two. Grief support leader said people get back to themselves at year three!


Though I'm super tired, thought I'd share with you a note about what I learned about grieving (from going through the first two years of it after husband died), that I wrote to a friend who just lost her husband. This is copyrighted Claudia Gold 2008, because I intend to put it into a publishable written form.

Dear C,

What I learned about grieving and etc...:

That it felt good to express what I was feeling. I used tomzuba.com and Young Widows Bulletin Board http://www.ywbb.com, and a support group. At the beginning (first weeks, maybe month or three?) support groups are a bit much.

That I did not feel like reaching out at all, but that people who are grieving do better when they ask for what they need from friends and family and get much more help and support. Later you will still be grieving but people won't realize it and it seems to me hardest to explain later that you are still grieving.

That it's good to plan times to be at the beach or look at his pictures and things, (not that you have much choice) cause then it won't bite you in the butt as much (including while driving). At some point you might want to take an hour a day to allot to it - not that it will always fit into that. That tears are the key out of the prison of grief and to let yourself... If you find yourself suddenly crying you can go into a rest room and let yourself wail. I found a point where I was crying and laughing intermittently - kind of an unusual experience. There is primal stuff we didn't know we would experience - it's rather shocking.

That you may feel crazy at times (but you may be used to that). This is all from my own experience and what I learned - you may experience something different of course. Pacing is normal.

Guilt and regret can come up. It usually is not that fruitful. I'd recommend that if you get into this to really make some plans for making changes in your life and write them down - otherwise it seems kindof worthless over the long haul, doesn't go anywhere. Tom Zuba has some good perspectives on taking the pieces of the heart that one wants to keep and sorting out what one doesn't want to keep about one's life. It can be really a meaty time for transformation over time.

That one's filters are gone - and you didn't have many to start with. I had no sense of diplomacy when I wanted to work something out with someone - some school official or whatever, and made things worse by my bluntness and anger. I would bring someone to any negotiation or tender matter to keep yourself in check. People do not respond well to someone who is forthright in criticism or anger, and it is not worth it ultimately.

That the Jews were right when they said there is a wrip in the fabric when someone dies. We got so accustomed to them being part of the fabric of our lives - good, bad, indifferent or whatever they were.

To be careful when driving!

That there are disappointments because no one seems to get what we feel or need, and the need, vacuum is so huge - it's like nothing can fill it. People in the same family sometimes grieve different ways at different times and often aren't there for support. Other grievers get it more.

This is my little input this morning. Oh, also I think it is an excellent time, at least eventually, for sincere prayer and therapy if one needs it or believes in it. One's filters are gone so the defenses are so less. Bye-bye defenses.

I did not feel like cooking for...well, a long time, even maybe now I feel like doing it a little.

That sometimes people reached out to me but I didn't catch it (I felt awkward at being in such an unusual state)- and I wished I'd caught it and returned their call, or took them up on an offer to say sit with me and help pay bills.

To make a list of people who are loving and good and their phone numbers and call one a day if it would help.

Claudia To See my new blog - Http://WidowinDatingland.blogspot.com

* [Prison image and some other suggestions were given in groups led by Marilyn Kaplan, LCSW http://www.hoaghospital.org/services/PastoralCare.aspx].

** Hope this letter is of help to someone reading this blog

SelfTalk

This quote, which touched me, was posted in the Santa Rosa Memorial Hospital elevator today:

“I must learn to love the fool in me - the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries.”
Theodore Isaac Rubin quotes (American Writer and psychiatrist)

To phrase this as an affirmation, it could read, "Little by little, day by day, and moment by moment as I remember, I am loving the fool in me - the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries.”

I will be trying to turn the comment option back on. If any one reads this blog and has a comment, including wanting to share an affirmation, please e-mail me at Penofgold9@sbcglobal.net.

Thanks. Looking forward to hearing from you, Claudia

Seeds

One morning a week or so ago as I was waking from a dream I heard someone in the dream talking to me in this heartful nurturing way, as if I was most enjoyed. As I awoke, it occurred to me that this was me talking to myself, and all these affirmations are nurturing a kinder relationship between, well, me and me.

On this site I affirmed for a charming place to live in a place of beauty. I affirmed that I trust. We were driving back to lL.A. for the Mother's Day week-end, and I pretty much had let go of where we'd live for the next few weeks while I'd be finishing up my work in Santa Rosa. We had moved out of the apple orchard in Sebastopol, sad to leave great people and beautiful trees, with all our belongings loaded in the car. I thought we might be in The Flamingo Hotel motel when we got back. While driving I got a call from a couple from Bloomfield, offering us a place in their cute apartment upstairs from where they live. Half a block away lives a friend of my daughter's.

We are in a small farm community which, if it does have a sign with its name, has not yet been discovered by me. Here I saw an owl (looked like a big cat - on a telephone wire - it sat with me in silence), many hummingbirds - with green and red, birds with yellow on them, lots of those. I look out from above on some hummingbird feeders a couple feet from my eyes - and a number of them come feed sometimes. There are many feeders in the garden where we live and the birds love them. I did visit an apple tree in Sebastopol, because I sure missed seeing the apple's cycle of growing. It is quite pastoral here. Oh, daughter did get lightly electrified by a fence while petting a dog here, but it was a light zap. She also got chased by a skunk, and a kind neighbor shined the light on it, so they'd see what the heck it was. Yesterday went to Dillon Beach and saw lots of lambs, and huge rocks on the side of the road.

I enjoy the confidence of following my heart.
I enjoy the gift of the Creator's confidence in me, flowing through my words and acctions.

I enthusiastically welcome your affirmations in the comments section.

Please let me know if you are reading this blog! I've gotten some e-mails, and would appreciate comments in the little comment section after the text. Thanks!

Claudia

Parenting

Please share any affirmations you would like to about parenting!
Here are two for today:

I totally accept and love myself as an imperfect but loving and making efforts parent.

I forgive myself for mistakes I have made in parenting.

I Trust

Affirmation:

I enjoy the blossoms of friendship and the luscious fruits they yield into.

Frank Note*

I signed on for two more weeks at my job in Santa Rosa. I am trusting that a deeply heart-inspiring place to live will emerge for our stay here for at least 2 - 4 more weeks. This is an adventure.


I welcome you! I recently invited the folks on the Wacco board (http://www.waccobb.net/forums/index.php?gclid=CKaxm4KK6JMCFRGiiQodYRCtVQ) that helps community members know of events and make connections in Sonoma and Marin to visit this site. If you are new here, I thank you for visiting this blog and welcome you. I invite your courage in posting your affirmations under the little button that says: Comments. it is on the bottom of this post. And thanks. Claudia

I Trust

Affirmations:

I trust the universe is assisting me and surrrounding me with compassion and help

I trust my inner resources and outer resources to guide me for my next steps towards worthy goals

A Quick Note About 1/4 Inch Apples, and a Tree Half Dead and Half Full with Leaves

Went to the orchard two days ago seeing crows landing in the rows, and sad to see most of the blossoms gone. Had that just happened in two days or so? I felt like I was in mourning for all my flower friends.

When I looked closer I saw the tiniest 1/8 inch or 1/4 apples starting to grow, and out of the little pentacle that supported the flower petals. Some branches were hanging vertically with all these tiniest apples.

Across the street I ventured, having kept closer when I was new to the area. Another apple orchard. And there was a tree that had been destroyed and was rotting on one horizontal branch side, and the other side was green and full fo leaves and apples.

Frank Corner*

The "disabled" tree gave me hope that even thou there have been some trials and areas that have been...well rotten, that fruit can still thrive on a tree that's not....well, perfect.

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As I walked in the first apple orchard looking at some blossoms still hanging in there among the and seeing that there were after all apples, I found myself crying and then laughing and laughing more and crying a little and telling myself jokes. No one could hear me. Or see me. I checked.

Affirmations:

I am good company.

I crack myself up.

I have a funny and good relationship with moi, myself, and I.


I have invited you and some friends I already know who are like apple blossoms - giving life to all on their path, to share some affirmations. I know sometimes they are personal. Please click the tiny comment button after my post when you are wanting to share. I look forward to trying on affirmations you share.

Playing with greetings: Have an awesome moment. Make a mindful moment. Give care.

Lush Bodies, Lush Hearts

A note about lush (large) women.

Today a lush (large) woman introduced herself to me and asked who I was. She was a nurse on a unit I'm working on as a travelers social worker.

I have a secret theory that I will tell you. It is that large women are a hidden mine of generosity and goodness. I once was invited to a luncheon honoring volunteers at my daughters school - she was then in second grade. I was surprised to see that most of them were large.

Large women enjoy the sensuality of food. Though this is all generalization... they may enjoy their laughter, enjoy their friends, and give in big ways. I am not the society's norm of the thin woman, and I'd like to take a moment to honor the large heart of a large, lush, radiant woman.

Images: A lush rug, comfy, cozy, comfortable.
A warm hug
A hearty laugh

I am open to the surprise goodness and beauty in people that don't fit societal norms of beauty - today especially honoring women larger than the U.S. societal norm.

I want to take a moment to honor men who love large women in various cultures around the world. Perhaps they have discovered what I suspect. L'Chaim to Large Women.

Frank Corner*

I suspect that in honoring and accepting my lush body that I can let go of weight I don't want.

To my body, after closing my eyes and breathing deep: I love you with all of your perfections and imperfections.

I welcome you to comment with affirmation you make up, use, that make you smile inside!

Affirmation: I trust in the process that leads my family to a location and activities that will be best for us. I am greatful for the Creator's connections for our future, and for all the good people we have met in the Santa Rosa area.

I am grateful for the gifts of the Creator within and without.

I enjoy the freedom, clarity and confidence of taking care of my happiness and heart longings.

I enjoy the freedom of taking care of my emotions, and containing, expressing, comforting and/or balancing them according to the needs of the moment.

I say yes to this life here. Even though I suffer at times with the pain of not knowing how to negotiate some communication with others or with ego stumbles or lack of confidence, I totally love and accept myself.

I say yes to apple blossoms.

Thanks for visiting here!

Journal: The first affimation is trusting when I am seeking to make all sorts of arrangements becuase I have an option to stay in the Santa Rosa area for an additional eight weeks or return to San Pedro and L.A. and need to decide by tomorrow. I trust. I trust my Spirit, my emotions, my body, my breath, this universe amongst the millions of universes, the Source of apple blossoms, and your power to create affirmations too.

I continue to trust when I stop trusting.

_____________________________

I thought one of my posts had slid through the cracks, but I by accident had posted it under Body Blessing. Here it is. (A recent one written to replace it has some similar and some different content).

Even though I woke up to a disturbing dream, and was a tad discombobulated, feeling pressure to do too much that I didn't get done, I totally accept and love myself.I totally need to give credit for this affirmation to a therapist Michelle Barone (forgive possible misspelling) who works a lot with home-schooling families who shared this style of affirmation at a conference. She learned it from a group called EFT started by Gary Craig. The basic format is: Even though__________________ (fill in the blanks)I still totally accept and love myself.This brings in the Jewish principle that the greatest spirituality is in bringing the highest consciousness to the lowest level. The Jungians also fish for the dark spots, for the deaths that then brink re-births.

Frank Corner*I love affirmations that reduce the shame level in the bank that is me.I especially accept and love myself when I make mistakes.*

*Following My Heart: Ah. I went with my daughter to buy her birthday gift for me to Beverly Crafts: calligraphy pens of gorgeous yellow-orange, teal, ocean blue, gold leaf, and a drawing pad. This morning Iwent into the bathroom - because it's the only private place for me in this house, and totally organized my Creativity Box, the box where I keep my calligraphy pens and pastels and oil pastels. I cleaned the little plastic sections, and took out pens that are mediocre or that I don't use. Then I created a border for a journal page.

Later I took a walk in the orchard, and saw a baby bee drinking in the pollen of a blossom. The blossoms reveal just where they are, and I noticed if I move closer towards them I enjoy them more. I think there is some parallel between this and the pause/the moment of reflection that lets you taste food, and go deeper in contemplation or prayer. At our house it is the fence that slowly opens when your car pulls up or out, making you pause. I look forward to you sharing your affirmation deposits and any journalling on them in the comment section. Perhaps one day I'll get more technoloically savvy or ask someone who is for another format where others'affirmations can be displayed more visibly.

Disclaimer: my notes are not designed like essays, and words will not always have the typical spellings, and there will not always be themes and then proper transitions. It is more of a flow, like walking this way and that among the apple trees taking in the branch full with blossoms, and the one with some blossoms and pink and white striped bulging buds, and then stopping at the new baby tree that has plastic wire protecting it. I often write while walking or after. Frankly, I think I identify with the buds at this point. I totally love and accept myself even though this blog is not perfect or in the perfect format as yet. I also have limited computer time now.Good night. Thanks for visiting. I am trying to keep the momentum of writing here every day despite limited time.

Welcoming Your Affirmations

What are your affirmations that help you, and/or make you laugh?

When I wrote recently here that my work was almost impossible, I realized that that was no affirmation. I started to ask the supervisor and a colleague for training and material to make me more solid inthe areas of my work that I had less knowledge in so that I can be more confident about offering an excellent job. Felt a little vulnerable doing that - but it's honest and helps me grow. I am seeing that my thoughts about my day, and my communications with my daughter are all either in the realm of affirmation - positive, or can spiral into risky territory, especially when I am tired. It takes awareness to consciously choose thoughts that are more positive. As talked about in tapes by Anthony Robbins, I'm selecting what I think about in the morning when I first wake up, such as choosing to think about my calligraphy which is a passion I feel enthusiastic about.

Today I had set an intention for an excellent day where I felt harmonious with staff. May all the staff I worked with and clients of the hospital I worked with be happy and well cared for.

I'm working on some visualizations for the next place where I plan to live as this temporary assignment in Santa Rosa has offered to extend. The current living place has people I've so enjoyed, and I am open continuing meeting wonderful people through where we live next. I'm also wide open for a cute dwelling that is beautiful, safe, and offers a good amount of privacy.

Please feel free to deposit your affirmations to this bank through your comments! Even if you see things differently than I do or have different approaches, your input is welcome!

Enthusiastic to See Your Affirmations

Mystical Judaism has a saying about the height of spirituality being bringing the highest consciousness to the lowest levels. Jungian psychology, in a similar way, invites people to embrace their dark places inside, and even to fish for them.

In this spirit, I will share with you the affirmation that Michele Barone shared at a homeschooling conference, and which she learned from Gary Craig who teaches a healing technique called EFT.

The affirmation is: Even though ___________________ (fill in the blanks) I totally love and accept myself.

Even though I didn't get to all my cases at work today, I totally love and accept myself.

Frank Note* I like affirmations that reduce and/or eliminate shame, like this one does.


As you may know:

You can say affirmations while looking at yourself in a mirror.
One way to work with them is to write the affirmation on one side of a page, and right the resistances to the affirmation on the other, then write the affirmation again, then write resistance, etc... until the resistances run out and the affirmation starts feeling right.


Looking forward to seeing your affirmations. Please feel free to make deposits in the comments section, to journal there about interest you are receiving on your affirmations, and to comment on anything you read here. And feel free to make as many withdrawals as you want.