Normal- it's relative....

Good Morning!

We are so driven by the majority, that we are afraid to be authentic.

 

To swim against the tides of normal..to dare to be unique....We are afraid to be un-normal.

Afraid of what others will think.....

 

Normal is relative and dictated by the majority.

 

Our uniqueness messes with other peoples reality...it makes them look at their own un-normalness or inability to be authentic and THAT makes them uncomfortable and critical....

 

If we dared to be un-normal-  we may see how ridiculous and unmanageable our lives have become- that if we stopped long enough, we would question our life and ask-What the hell am I doing?

 

Dare to be your own majority.

 

Here is the thought for the day-

 

You probably heard that depression is worse in the morning.

Why is depression worse in the morning?

What does it say about the day you are about to enter?
James Hillman

For more information on purpose  read  The Souls code- in search of character and calling by James Hillman

Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber

whew! the party's over...

Good Morning,

I have been offline for a few days I hope everyone's holiday went well.

I am available for coaching, and speaking engagements as well as one on one sessions...

These informational gatherings are a fun activity for your group, book club or girls night out.

I can be reached at 216.324.2657 or by email.

Some topics are;

Dreams what do they mean...

Developing our own psychic abilities.

Creating abundance

The simple life- creating  balance in an unbalanced world.

Also a myriad of women's topics.

 

I hope the new year brings abundance, growth and love to everyone.

Looking forward to what the new Year offers!!

 

Feeling like you "plug" was pulled?

You're not alone..

this energy let down ater the parties and events leaves us tired, with some guilt, regret, but do not dwell on those things, make note; what worked, what didn't and what will we do the next time.

Rest, regroup, and be prepared to set sail for tomorrow.

Now is a good time before the New year to reflect on the last year..

What stays?

What goes?

Putting things in order,  and deciding what to do in the new year...

Don't look at the big picture as much as choosing 1 new change or thing at a time.

A clean slate, a future full of opportunity...where will we be?

That's the best part...we don't know....

 

 

Here is the thought for the day

 

Every morning is a fresh beginning.

Every day is the world made new.

Today is a new day.

Today is my world made new.

I have lived all my life up to this moment, to come to this day.

This moment--this day--is as good as any moment in all eternity.

I shall make of this day--each moment of this day--a heaven on earth.

This is my day of opportunity.

Dan Custer

 

Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber

Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus

Hello all!!

 

Now the fun begins...wrapping.... checking the list twice....making sure you didn't forget anyone...

 

During the midst of this try to remain present.

It's so easy to get caught in the "Have to do's" that we forget to enjoy who we're with, and the joy of buying the gift that will carry your energy and Love to the recipient...

 

So busy planning and preparing that we are too tired to enjoy the party....

 

Breathe...

Laugh....

Enjoy...

Relax....

 

The Holidays are a time of  Magic, Miracles, gathering, celebrating and gratitude...

The best present is to stay present.....lol

 

Here is the thought for the day

Francis P. Church’s editorial, “Yes Virginia, There is a Santa Claus” was an immediate sensation, and went on to became one of the most famous editorials ever written. It first appeared in the The New York Sun in 1897, almost a hundred years ago, and was reprinted annually until 1949 when the paper went out of business.

Dear Editor—

I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, “If you see it in The Sun, it’s so.” Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?

Virginia O’Hanlon

Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds.

All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little.

In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.

He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus.

The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there.

Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart.

Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond.

Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in allthis world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.

Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber

Peace of Winter Solstice to you

Good Morning,

 

Today is Winter Solstice, the origin of the word Solstice, which comes from Latin solstitium, from sol, “sun” and -stitium, “a stoppage.”

 

Today is the Beginning of Winter, the shortest day and the longest night.

 

It is a time for all things to die, to hibernate.

 

This year it is also occurring during the New Moon which allows us to finally put many things in our lives to rest.

 

It is not uncommon to see that this is a time of year when many people chose to cross over to the Blue Road of Spirit..It is a perfect time for death to occur...

 

Allow for the things that are no longer fitting to leave your life; purposefully allow them to "die" so we can begin to create new and better things for ourselves..to be brought out in the Spring.....

 

By using these natural cycles, we will feel in sync with the world. 

 

It's when we deny these transitional times that we feel scattered and out of balance.

 

The Universe is trying to right the things out of balance for us, so don't fight it, allow the natural times of death and rebirth to create the current...and enjoy the ride.

 

Here is the thought for the day

 

Deep peace of the Winter solstice to you.
Deep peace of the falling snow to you.
Deep peace of the love of friends to you.
Deep peace of the gentle deer to you.
Deep peace of the moon and stars to you.

Native American prayer

 

Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber

Aare elders always older?

Good Morning All!!

 

I was in the drugstore the other day, and three girls were in line behind me..2 were friends about 12 and one was a "little sister" about seven years old.

 

The older girl was saying to the little one..You're stupid, Santa hates you, why would anyone want to buy you a present you're so ugly....

 

It's amazing how time can stand still long enough for us to have a vision....

 

It was 1976...I was 13 and having one of a litany of bullying sessions  with my sister about her wearing my clothes.... I was superior, and I tried to make her feel bad....I don't think I could have been crueler...She always complied, and never fought back.....

 

As time progressed, she seemed to be always making concessions for others, taking the path of least resistance....she showed me that you don't always have to have a confrontation to emerge the winner...

In observing her growth into womanhood and her deep spiritual commitment, she has become an elder; who I depend on to bring me into balance.....to get a different perspective from my own....She still listens to me when I'm not at my best, and brings me into focus.

 

I turned to the girls in the drugstore and said "I have a little sister, who I treated very badly when she was younger..What you say can affect her for the rest of her life..and today, I am  very sorry for that.....because I found out later that she was perfectly awesome and it was me who needed her."

 

The little one gave me a wink...

 

I really think she is much wiser than her sister knows...today....

 

Here is the thought for the day

 

Imagine that every person in the world is enlightened but you.

They are all your teachers, each doing just the right thing

to help you learn perfect patience,

perfect wisdom,

perfect compassion.

Author Unknown
But Greatly Appreciated!

 

 

Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign....

Good Morning!!

The best part of the Daily thoughts are the confirmations I receive from you guys...

Changing awareness so that you see the nuance of Spirit at work in your daily lives.

With permission, the following is an excerpt from an email I received from one of your fellow "villagers"..

Remember, Messengers and Spirit are at work, wherever you are, regardless of the day, or the location.

They make sure we get the message...even while shopping.......

all we have to do is pay attention......

 

Here is the thought for the day

 

Marianne, 

Thank you for being a part of my life!!

Everyday I experience something amazing and I always think if it wasn't for my friend Marianne I wouldn't have the faith that I am building stronger and stronger everyday. 

 

 I have to tell you about my amazing situation that happened to me on Saturday.

I was at Marc's in North Olmsted and taking my good old time down each aisle. 

I was down the candy aisle when this elderly man approached me and said

"I don't mean to bother you, but I was wondering if you happened to see cup-of-soup while you were floating around these aisle's?" 

I told him no, and started talking to him. 

He then repeated "I don't want to bother you by taking up your time but I just have to tell you " You have the most beautiful smile I have ever seen", 

And me being shy, thanked him of course, and he was like " no I mean it"  "you have such a pretty smile and you made my day, you really did, you made my day"

 

After he left I felt like I was on air and I started to cry,

I felt so joyful at that moment and actually he made my day. 

I wanted to find him to see if he found his cup-of-soup,

but HE WAS NO WHERE TO BE FOUND. 

God sure does work wonders, and so do his angels!!!

 

Amen

Marianne Goldweber

The recipe for Greatness

Good Morning!

 

Everybody has great ideas...

But very few actually put them into action......

Leading requires Faith; in the self and in a power bigger than you.

It puts you out front,

to prove you walk your talk.

It means doing the right thing, not the easy or popular thing.

It makes you a target and a mirror....

It opens you to criticism;

It requires discipline and self government

 

This is the challenge of being a leader.

 

Lead anyway...

 

Here is the thought for the day-

 

To be nobody-but-yourself --

in a world which is doing its best night and day,

to make you everybody else--

means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight;

and never stop fighting.

E. E. Cummings
American Poet
Books  Quotes

Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber