Our generations (I am 63) were designed to live in that era to which you refer where art, good music, pianos, dinner parties, theatre and more new no bounds. For some reason everyone seemed happier, more friendly and kinder to each other. The pace was slower and quality was more important than quantity. Alas we have become what our grandparents were to us - part of an entirely different world.I walked into a dress shop yesterday and the young shop assistants were playing Michael Jackson’s ‘You Are Not Alone’. I’m sure it was a message from the spirit world as it’s not the kind of music you hear anymore especially from that age group. We are not alone apparently. Sending love dear Suzanne🐅🌹☕️🍰
If there is anything Delores Cannon and Esther Hicks [Abraham] have taught me is to never have regrets. Regret does not serve a purpose and can stew and have a negative impact. We live in a world where we are taught that we must be punished for "wrong-doing" - but isn't the so-called "wrong-doing" part of the learning process? Now I am not refering to criminal behavior, but sometimes events transpire where we feel we could have done better. It's up to us to deal with it, honestly, with ourselves - or even with a good therapist. Unfinished anger at oneself can manifest in unexpected ways.
I have read that when we die, all the participants in one's life - friends and even enemies - come together like actors after a show in congratulations. The human life is such a gift, such a genetic masterpeice that despite the hardships, we are in possesion of greatness - just by being alive. You have gifted the world with incredible knowlege and insights in your books, which will continuously feed your good karma reserves for a long time to come! We are what we think, because the thinking leads to feelings that shape one's reality.
Thoughts are like little engines - get them started, and it's hard to turn them off. When one wakes up, the engines are usually off. This is the time to put the good thoughts in, to establish that positive engine momentum of thought. I used to listen to Abraham Hicks rampages of positivity while getting ready for work, and it literally changed my whole disposition to more positive.
Yes, life on earth is very difficult for most. It's the navigating of the difficulties that makes this so interesting. This is a test - but nobody said it can't be fun too. The best is yet to come!
Point taken. What I was trying to say came to me recently. Thoughts leave a kind of echo or residue that replays depending on the momentum they have gathered. Whatever one focuses on, naturally gets bigger in the mind. This is an interesting phenomena that works another way: focus can actually slow time down. In tennis, players can return serves at 120mph [210kph] by focusing. After spending almost 50 years cooking in top kitchens, I can attest to this phenomena. Reality and consciousness are an inseperable phenomena.
Life is like tides, dearest Suzanne. Eventually, things recede, to wash in again as something new. We are in a sustained period of accelerated change and transition. We must trust that things will unfold as they need to. I don't mean to lecture at all, I get very attached to things/people/etc., though I try hard to cultivate detachment. Consider yourself hugged.
Thanks Alexander. I do no trust that things will unfold as they need to. I do not trust anything of the sort. Things do indeed unfold. But not in the same way humans need to..
Suzanne, I am just 50 this year. I work with young people, as a school counselor. The changes I have witnessed after being in the field of education over my 25 years doing this work are insane. I try to “roll with the punches” as ‘they’ say, am a perpetual 28-year-old-at-heart, am full of energy (an Aries-Pisces-Virgo), am fit and goofy, and try to keep up with as much of modern culture as I can stomach. BUT, buyer beware, it is soooo depressing to both my husband and I to deal with some of the seemingly inevitable changes of these times. It is indeed things like listening to Abraham (I see someone else posted about this), using astrology for fun and finding meaning/explanation for all life’s complexities, and being committed to my mundane routines (my work, planning and preparing food, working out, hanging with my cats, house chores…etc.), that just keeps propelling me forward. And happily so. I don’t want to return to a time where there was more injustice, more misogyny, you name it. But I do completely yearn for what you illustrated perfectly with words in this entry. It is a sad time when all the quaintness and beauty slowly just disappears…and the skill sets of the shop owners. Who will know how to help a woman find a perfect dress for her body type? Who will know how to repair shoes and alter clothing? Who will be the small town baker? Who will love the old world and all its amazingness? Sigh… I hate to see it.
well written dear Susanne. My world is surrounded by bees, butterflies and cats from neighbors. The simple life, the serene life (ok, ok, so I started Yazidi@School for the Yazidi in the tent camps, but that is my passions and keeps me "off the streets"... Born in 1946 I do not need to see it all anymore, the good concerts I listen to via the radio , that's what my TV is sued for (not for watching ridiculous news.. a few days later and it is no more "breaking" news... This is all an experience we chose to live. Gratitude abounds.. BUT, I know what you are writing about: touch that scar and the tears ell up... But I now know the meaning of it all, and the gift to all: to live their own, to experience their own adventures.
Thanks Kathleen. I'm swamped. Glad you liked Sorrow. I shall try to write something more upbeat next. Smooches, Suzanne
Puedes escribir me in ingles o in français ? Besitos Suzanne
Our generations (I am 63) were designed to live in that era to which you refer where art, good music, pianos, dinner parties, theatre and more new no bounds. For some reason everyone seemed happier, more friendly and kinder to each other. The pace was slower and quality was more important than quantity. Alas we have become what our grandparents were to us - part of an entirely different world.I walked into a dress shop yesterday and the young shop assistants were playing Michael Jackson’s ‘You Are Not Alone’. I’m sure it was a message from the spirit world as it’s not the kind of music you hear anymore especially from that age group. We are not alone apparently. Sending love dear Suzanne🐅🌹☕️🍰
If there is anything Delores Cannon and Esther Hicks [Abraham] have taught me is to never have regrets. Regret does not serve a purpose and can stew and have a negative impact. We live in a world where we are taught that we must be punished for "wrong-doing" - but isn't the so-called "wrong-doing" part of the learning process? Now I am not refering to criminal behavior, but sometimes events transpire where we feel we could have done better. It's up to us to deal with it, honestly, with ourselves - or even with a good therapist. Unfinished anger at oneself can manifest in unexpected ways.
I have read that when we die, all the participants in one's life - friends and even enemies - come together like actors after a show in congratulations. The human life is such a gift, such a genetic masterpeice that despite the hardships, we are in possesion of greatness - just by being alive. You have gifted the world with incredible knowlege and insights in your books, which will continuously feed your good karma reserves for a long time to come! We are what we think, because the thinking leads to feelings that shape one's reality.
Thoughts are like little engines - get them started, and it's hard to turn them off. When one wakes up, the engines are usually off. This is the time to put the good thoughts in, to establish that positive engine momentum of thought. I used to listen to Abraham Hicks rampages of positivity while getting ready for work, and it literally changed my whole disposition to more positive.
Yes, life on earth is very difficult for most. It's the navigating of the difficulties that makes this so interesting. This is a test - but nobody said it can't be fun too. The best is yet to come!
Much Love and Happiness
Thanks. I need my regrets. They serve as a warning
Point taken. What I was trying to say came to me recently. Thoughts leave a kind of echo or residue that replays depending on the momentum they have gathered. Whatever one focuses on, naturally gets bigger in the mind. This is an interesting phenomena that works another way: focus can actually slow time down. In tennis, players can return serves at 120mph [210kph] by focusing. After spending almost 50 years cooking in top kitchens, I can attest to this phenomena. Reality and consciousness are an inseperable phenomena.
Life is like tides, dearest Suzanne. Eventually, things recede, to wash in again as something new. We are in a sustained period of accelerated change and transition. We must trust that things will unfold as they need to. I don't mean to lecture at all, I get very attached to things/people/etc., though I try hard to cultivate detachment. Consider yourself hugged.
Thanks Alexander. I do no trust that things will unfold as they need to. I do not trust anything of the sort. Things do indeed unfold. But not in the same way humans need to..
love that last short sentence Alexander
Ι thank you, greetings from Cyprus
Suzanne, I am just 50 this year. I work with young people, as a school counselor. The changes I have witnessed after being in the field of education over my 25 years doing this work are insane. I try to “roll with the punches” as ‘they’ say, am a perpetual 28-year-old-at-heart, am full of energy (an Aries-Pisces-Virgo), am fit and goofy, and try to keep up with as much of modern culture as I can stomach. BUT, buyer beware, it is soooo depressing to both my husband and I to deal with some of the seemingly inevitable changes of these times. It is indeed things like listening to Abraham (I see someone else posted about this), using astrology for fun and finding meaning/explanation for all life’s complexities, and being committed to my mundane routines (my work, planning and preparing food, working out, hanging with my cats, house chores…etc.), that just keeps propelling me forward. And happily so. I don’t want to return to a time where there was more injustice, more misogyny, you name it. But I do completely yearn for what you illustrated perfectly with words in this entry. It is a sad time when all the quaintness and beauty slowly just disappears…and the skill sets of the shop owners. Who will know how to help a woman find a perfect dress for her body type? Who will know how to repair shoes and alter clothing? Who will be the small town baker? Who will love the old world and all its amazingness? Sigh… I hate to see it.
Penny, I wrote you a letter and it didn't go through. I can't find it now as I'm involved in witing something. Later and love, Suzanne
Well expressed as always. I hope you are pain free, you've been through so much.
well written dear Susanne. My world is surrounded by bees, butterflies and cats from neighbors. The simple life, the serene life (ok, ok, so I started Yazidi@School for the Yazidi in the tent camps, but that is my passions and keeps me "off the streets"... Born in 1946 I do not need to see it all anymore, the good concerts I listen to via the radio , that's what my TV is sued for (not for watching ridiculous news.. a few days later and it is no more "breaking" news... This is all an experience we chose to live. Gratitude abounds.. BUT, I know what you are writing about: touch that scar and the tears ell up... But I now know the meaning of it all, and the gift to all: to live their own, to experience their own adventures.
Those were the days my friend....!
PS I need more on-line English teachers YazidiArSchool@gmail.com
Para llorar 😪 y, luego, seguir buscando esperanza un día a la vez.
Gracias Nydia pero no puedo entendre. L’anglais? O français?
I would cry too and after crying, keep searching for hope one day at a time.
Thanks Nydia. I’m fairly hopeful thing will improve. But where to begin?