Wednesday, September 26, 2007

INVISIBILITY- AN ILLUSIONARY TALE

INVISIBILITY- AN ILLUSIONARY TALE
Posted on Sep 26th, 2007 by Marianne : Spiritual Warrior on the Good Red Road Marianne

If 20 years ago- anyone would have told me that I would be doing what I do - a Minister- Psychic-and the owner of 2 businesses- I would have told them they were crazy…  

I saw myself on an old video from 1989 recently-I was watching it with my sister/friend/guru- Sue- and I almost didn't recognize myself..

Not just physically- but also in the way I was acting.  

We talked about that- Sue was loving enough to share that she saw how uncomfortable I was with myself then, and it showed.  

I can admit now that I was not being authentic- and it was incredibly obvious..  

We feel invisible- (a term I received from my friend Megan); Like who we are- what we do- and the existence we lead has no bearing on anyone else..that no one notices…..  

That is a lie…

A lie we tell ourselves and others when we; try to please- or not speak our truth- or speak up- or set boundaries- or live an un lived existence…or tolerate being treated badly.  

I see myself  in pictures or on film now- and I am peaceful- happy- and authentic… and in the mirror of that- I hope to inspire others to do the same…..    

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Here is the thought for the day-
 

Authentic is letting go of the things in your life that are false, that really don't mean anything.

Society in general is under such a hypnotic overlay that they forget about what's really important.

They get very unauthentic, very distracted, doing everything to try to - how to say - just get by.

Doing everything to just have enough.

Doing everything to either please others or to keep others from getting upset with them - and that is not authentic.

Adamus St. Germain Source: crimsoncircle.com    
Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber

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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

It's very easy to be critical of things- like our jobs, our spouse,our society, our leaders etc.

But...maybe we haven't really been part of the solution- we haven't been invested in being the solution..

Like Dr Phil says "If your not part of the solution- you're part of the problem."

I have been observing my neighborhood lately..so many houses for sale that have been on the market for a very long time. I know that this isn't just in my neck-of-the-woods..It's happening everywhere...

But what I have noticed is that it's almost like people are being forced to stay put....Why is that?

Well- maybe it's the Universes' way of getting us to get invested where we live.  Some of my neighbors did major renovation to sell their house come to find that now it is really nice, and want to stay...and for others- it forced them to reach out and solve conflicts with their neighbors- since they're stuck with them....lol

How can we apply this to a job that we aren't in love with anymore-jobs are scarce now. How can we get re-invested- make peace with the boss-get along with our co-workers? Start talking positively about the company we work for? Helping it to be a success instead of sabotaging it with negative comments and behavior...

How do we criticize others in our life for not living up to our expectation- instead of seeing how we could be the source of conflict, disappointment and lack of appreciation...

For what we send out is returned- the law of energy- the universal law of abundance...

Our society is in need of Peace, Love and Compassion activists- regardless of who is leading- or who is not doing the right thing- the question we have to ask ourselves is - What am I doing?

That my friends, is the difference...So what are you going to do about it?

Are you part of the problem- or part of the solution?

Here is the thought for the day

Tell me and I forget;
Show me and I remember;
Involve me and I understand.

Author Unknown

Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

My Son

My Son
Posted on Sep 4th, 2007 by Marianne : Spiritual Warrior on the Good Red Road Marianne

My son is 11 now- and this summer marked a number of 'firsts' for him.


He took his first trip with his dad on the Harley- all the way to Tennessee- He now appreciates the 'road stories' that his Dad and I recount frequently!


He went to his first Biker funeral- which is more like a reunion- and he got to put a face with all the names and stories that he's heard over the years. He did it with grace and didn't let on….

And he mourned along side us and the rebels on their steel horses; the loss of a friend that he personally spent many afternoons with-  as he battled Cancer.

My son shared  memories of his days with Frank- a little man with a story to share.. old stories mixed with new…..and the big guys listened he was one of them…

I waited a long time to be a Mom-
Finally when I was 36 my son to decide to come to this existence.
When he was born- he looked like a little version of Gandhi- ancient looking, bald and smiling with that toothless little grin..

I am in love with him- the way he thinks- so different from my own (thank the heavens) and the inherent wisdom that he shares. His joy in simplicity and his compassion are many times a lesson for me.
 
The other day- I had a very strange experience….
He was coming back from a ride with his Dad and they pulled up on the bike…

He got off- took off his helmet, put his sunglasses up on his head. Then he turned to look at me in his jeans and leather jacket…

…and for an instant- I saw him as a grown man- it took my breath away- and as fast as it happened it was over…..

I choked back tears as he came smiling up to me and said…
Mom are you okay?……..
I'm fine son…just fine…


Here is the thought for the day


We worry about what a child will be tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.

Stacia Tauscher


Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber

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