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What in the World is Going on Out There?

2010—a year of purging, cleansing, and healing. It’s been a year of golden opportunities, although I wouldn’t blame you if you told me it hasn’t felt that way to you. Let’s talk about what’s been going on:

The vibration of the earth is changing. It’s increasing. The energetic shifts that have occurred as our earth moves to a higher vibration have been very obvious this year. They’ve been felt by many. There may have been some subtle vibes, but I counted at least four whammies. One of the shifts hit me like a lightning bolt as I was sleeping. It woke me up. The other ones have hit me like freight trains. I was going along my merry way, content with life, and then I was slammed with big emotional growth and big personal lessons. During the last shift, my angels actually became stern with me and said I needed to “change overnight” with regard to business boundaries. That got my attention. Sure enough, a flurry of issues arose, and although it was very uncomfortable, I made sure that I dealt with them as I’d been guided.

With each powerful energy shift, I required time to acclimate to the new energy of myself. I was encouraged to rest more than usual, to treat myself tenderly and allow myself to “just be.” Of course, I’ve also been encouraged repeatedly to look at my diet. Make more improvements, they tell me. I can’t help but wonder if they’re gearing up for “change overnight” instruction on this topic, too.

While we have all experienced these shifts differently, the energy that’s been incoming is a clearing energy. This energy is stirring the pot, which may seem at first glance like a bad thing, but it’s not bad. It’s here to aid with resolution. It’s here to help you remove the mind, body, or spirit blocks left within you. It’s here to clear away your junk, the stuff you carry on the inside that doesn’t serve you, that’s not for your highest good. For those who still want to stick their head in the sand and not deal with their biggest fears, deepest emotions, anger, resentment, or body abuse, you aren’t losing your mind. It has become increasingly difficult to brush this internal stuff away.

Energetically, it’s been the toughest year of my life, but I realize that this energy is here to provide us all with opportunities. It’s the facilitator of deep healing … if you’re willing to go there. A wise woman once said to me that we’re lucky “when our old gunk comes up because then we get a chance to heal it.” She’s right. Because once healed, we become freer. Our life gets better. Every time you release a long-held resentment, you make more space for love. Every time you release a long-held fear, you become more empowered and closer to your Creator.

Hang in there! If you’ve been having a challenging year, you’re not alone. I hope you will call on your angels for assistance as you process the new energy. Call upon the Archangel Jeremiel to help you learn and grow. He will aid in life changes, help you heal and find much needed insight. Most of all, I hope you’ll remember to lean in. I can’t think of a better time than now to get closer to your Creator.

Peace & Love~
Kim

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Peace & Love~
Kim

Me + the Ocean = Celebration

What feeds your soul? Where do you spend time that you walk away feeling uplifted and inspired? For me, the ocean is the presence of the divine.

All the love that is mine by divine right now surrounds me and lifts me higher. I live in a friendly universe that’s dedicated to supporting my dreams.

I joyfully receive all the wonderful things the Creator has in store for me. I am free to experience the life of my dreams.

If you put yourself first, you are selfish.

When you truly love others, you put them first.
If these old stories are still bumping around in your thoughts, I hope you’ll keep reading and try on a new story. Picture me standing in front of you with my hands on your shoulders. Here it comes … I’m going to give you a loving shake.

First, let’s talk about selfishness. If I step into the energy of selfishness, my position and views on the world become about me. How do I feel about things? How can I get what I want? When I’m thinking this way, I view myself as separate from you. I have needs and wants that I’d like to have met. I want you to meet my needs. If I need love, I would like for you to give me love. Whatever is broken about my life, I’d like for you to help me fix it. I expect things of you (and the world). But I don’t consider how you feel about my request. The only acceptable behavior out of you is to act according to my needs. If there’s a cost to others in getting my needs met, I don’t consider it. When I say “consider,” what I mean is that it’s not part of my thought process at all.

Am I capable of giving to others if I’m selfish? Yes, I can still give to others, but if you take a close look at my behavior, you’ll find a string attached. I may not demand something of you in the moment, but since my selfish thinking says, If I do this for you, you owe me, it will show up in the future. It will commonly show up when I want something and I’m afraid that I may not get my way. If I gave it a voice, it would say, I did [fill in the blank] for you. The least you could do is [fill in the blank] for me. I chalk my good deeds up on the scoreboard so I can make sure that I “get mine” back from you.

Self-Sacrifice

Now let’s talk about self-sacrifice. Many of us live with the notion that when we sacrifice ourselves we are giving unselfishly. That we are practicing unselfish love.

But I say that sacrifice is not the honorable act it’s been made out to be.

Self-sacrifice is a confusing energy that tells you that you’ll build yourself up by giving to others, although it it actually tears you down by depleting your energetic resources.

When we sacrifice, we give at a cost to ourselves. We discount our needs and show those around us that they may also discount our needs. The energy of sacrifice gives when it doesn’t want to give, when it doesn’t have the resources to give, or because it thinks it “has to give.” Sacrifice is a playground for the ego. The ego will encourage you to sacrifice in order to deplete you. When you’re in a state of depletion, you don’t have a defense against negativity. You become vulnerable to the festering lower vibrations of stress, resentment, anger, and fear. Be clear about this: Sacrifice is depletion energy. Depletion and unselfish love are at opposite ends of the spectrum.

How can you tell when you’re in the energy of depletion and sacrifice? If someone comes to ask you for help, check your reflex response. Are you irritated? Feeling snippy? Do you feel resentful that they dare ask for even more of you? If you allowed sacrifice to speak, it would take a bitter tone and inform you that whoever you are giving to, be it your boss, a family member, or your spouse, that person is getting their needs met over your own.

Self-Love

Now I’m going to ask you to consider what it’s like to love yourself. When we love ourselves, there’s no cost to another person. Why? Because we don’t need anyone else’s participation. We don’t require another person to do something for us in order to feel our own love. We naturally shy away from sacrifice, ours, or anyone else’s. We don’t rationalize selfish behavior and call it self-love because self-love doesn’t manipulate. Instead, it gives an honest appraisal of how to best care for ourselves, then does so, thereby raising us up to the highest vibration level.

On that level we have so much more to offer others.

Self-love is about honoring yourself. I encourage you to ask yourself that question. Am I honoring myself?

Do you need some mental pictures of what love and honor look like? Picture yourself eating regular, healthy meals and snacks throughout the day in order to sustain your energy. That’s love. Picture yourself drinking water over coffee. That’s love. Picture yourself quieting your mind, rather than allowing it to run amuck and drain you when you are “resting.” That’s love. Picture yourself politely declining projects that will leave you unhappy because they take from you something you don’t wish to give (your time with loved ones, your energy, etc). That’s love. Picture yourself playing and choosing to bring laughter into your life. That’s love. Picture yourself gently speaking your truth when your feelings have been hurt. That’s love. Picture yourself refraining from speaking negatively about yourself. Trade “That was stupid,” for “I am perfectly human.” That’s love. Picture yourself creating a nurturing, comfortable environment to live in. That’s love. Picture yourself seeking the approval of the love within you (divine love) as opposed to the approval of others. That’s love.

These are only a few of the ways to show yourself love. I encourage you to find the thousands of others.

Now imagine what happens when you model self-love. Those around you will be called higher. When you feed yourself well, you will inevitably influence those around you to eat better. If you model for your children that you rest when you’re tired, they will know to rest when they’re tired. If you speak of yourself using only loving words those around you will find that words of a lower vibration don’t seem to apply to you. How different would life be if we had learned as children to define ourselves and not allow others to do it for us? By modeling love for ourselves, we encourage those around us to also love themselves.

When we love ourselves first, we get closer to our divine state. That brings us to unselfish love.

Unselfish Love

As we begin to meet our own needs from a place of love, something shifts internally. That internal shift brings us to our natural state of being love. When we are comfortable loving ourselves, we become comfortable with others loving themselves, too. Things that may have hurt our feelings before, like someone telling us “no,” will no longer hurt our feelings because we will celebrate when we witness others acting with honor toward themselves.

Because unselfish love knows that we are all One, it views us all as the whole. Because I’m rested, well-fed, and connected to my highest self, should someone need my help, I would love to help them. The state of unselfish love can be expressed as follows: I understand that as I help you, my needs are also being met. Without having a conscious thought of this, in universal law, as I give to you I set in motion love to return to me. So as I give to you unselfishly, with no expectation that you will help me in return, it is guaranteed in the future that I will experience these things. My unselfish love for the world is the reward in itself. It fills me with joy to give you the gift of my service.

Unselfish love will fill you with joy and uplift you, sacrifice will tear you down and deplete you. Very different energies indeed!

I hope this post will inspire you to begin treating yourself like the treasure you are. Why not start today?

Peace & Love~

It was a Tuesday, the day after I moved into my new office space. Everything had come together easily, with a perfection that I knew had nothing to do with me. I was at home, reflecting on the visions I’d had about what was to come. In just two days, I’d be holding my first group meeting there, as my visions had shown me. I felt humbled and very grateful. But for some reason, I didn’t feel at peace.

Weird, I thought to myself. I’d been at peace throughout the entire process and now, as my prediction was about to come true, I was without peace. What I didn’t know was that an opportunity to heal was on the horizon.

I was feeling sick to my core. I lay on the couch as feelings of anxiety and fear washed over me. Brace yourself. Here it comes again. Tensing up, I felt anxiety begin its descent from the top of my head. As it oozed slowly down my body, it left a snail trail of sickness behind, filling me with the kind of fear that wants to come up in the back of my throat. Oh, please, don’t let me throw up.

I don’t understand this, I thought as the next wave of terror began flowing through the top of my head. Why in the world would I be in such a panic when everything’s been going so well?

All I could do was pray. Please, God, help me understand what’s happening right now. Why do I feel so much fear when I’ve watched things come together in your divine arrangement? I began to affirm: I am safe and I am loved. The waves of anxiety lessened a little. I kept talking to God. Please show me what I need to know. Am I supposed to learn something right now? I kept affirming love and safety. Within a few minutes, the huge waves turned into little ripples, and then they stopped.

Are you really safe? a voice from the dark recesses of my mind asked. Aha! There it was. Talk to me. The young me came out of the shadows. How are you going to be safe if you take your business out in public?

It was as if a spotlight was shining on my old conditioning so I could clearly see it. As a young girl, I’d been led to believe that unless I remained in the shadows, I would most likely die. The only people who were safe were the ones that remained under the world’s radar, and even then, sometimes they weren’t safe. There was nothing and nowhere that was safe. Therefore, I wasn’t safe.

My mind thrust me back into my many years in the mortgage industry. In a business where the entire industry has their photo on their business card, I had refused to put my photo on mine. My conditioning was very clear: I wasn’t safe if you could see me.

Well, I told myself, today is the day. I stand firmly in the door of opportunity. I spoke to the young me. I know you want to help me stay safe. I felt a timid nod. But it’s going to be okay! Look at how all this fell into place. Do you think God would align these things and then have it go wrong? We both know better than that. It’s time to lay this old story to rest. With that, I offered the timid little girl in me a new story, one of faith. She accepted it, and the fear did not make a return appearance.

If I asked you to guess what happened on Thursday, I bet you would guess accurately. Everything turned out beautifully. Amazing people showed up, a journey of divine healing began, and when I left the group that night, I realized that the healing wasn’t just for my group, it was for me, too. Amen to that!

Only two weeks had passed since I had gone to do “a little research” on what it would cost for me to rent an office space for my angel practice. But despite not being financially prepared to move in, I’d already found the ideal place to rent.

Then I got a surprise phone call. An offer for a temporary job. Some of the hours would be set, but for the most part I could schedule my hours myself. Although I had quite a few commitments, I accepted the job.

Now a pattern began to develop. A pattern of divine timing. At first, there were days when I’d look at my schedule and think, How in the world will this come together? Day by day, it came together with ease. I’d finish an assignment outside the house and come home right in time to make an important phone call. On the days when I needed to hold a meditation class or do a radio interview, there was never a conflict. It was miraculous. I’ve seen divine timing before, but I’ve never witnessed perfection like this. My heart was smiling.

I was still juggling jobs. In addition to my new temporary job, I had another, older job that was coming to a close and would give me a lump sum payment. One day it dawned on me: since the temporary job was paying my bills, the lump sum would give me the money I needed to initiate a lease on the office space I wanted to rent. There was one big thing I’d need to find out about, though. At the time we’d met, Sarah, the owner, had mentioned that she was considering a move to another state. I e-mailed her in early May to check in. She hadn’t made her decision to stay or go, but she told me to come by again.

I popped in one Saturday and found her sitting on the floor of the office I wanted to rent, paint roller in hand, the walls around her freshly painted. Gold. I chuckled. My last two home offices had been painted gold. Everything that I owned, everything I had to put into an office space, had been chosen to match gold walls. God, I can see you!

It turned out to be a good thing that Sarah wasn’t ready to accept my lease payment in the middle of May because the lump sum payment I was expecting was delayed. And now it seemed that it could be delayed yet another fifteen days.

At this point, I’d begun to have visions of myself conducting my next Sacred Circle meditation group in that space with the gold walls. That group was due to start in just one week. It was the last week of May when I decided to check in with Sarah again. She told me that she knew she’d be in town another two months for sure, so if I was okay knowing that I might only have a space for two months, than she’d have a key made for me, and I could move in. I took a moment to consider the furniture I’d need to bring in. It was all easy stuff. Would I mind moving it again at the end of a couple months? Nah, it would be no biggie.

Was I okay? I was more than okay! There was something about the two-month timeframe that felt like training wheels. Moving into an office space was a HUGE step for me and for some reason, this little adjustment made it easier. Even if Sarah moved out, at least I’d have gotten a taste of what it’s like to be out on my own. I made a commitment to deliver the first month’s rent and a deposit the next day. When I went online the next morning to move my little pools of money into one bigger pool, I noticed that the lump sum payment had arrived in my account. Of course.

It was now the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend, which meant I had three leisurely days to move my stuff in and get my office set up. It was simple and stress-free. Well, I did have one concern. With my circle beginning in just five days, I didn’t have the chairs I’d need. Although I’d been searching Craigslist for comfortable stacking chairs that were easy to move around, I wasn’t finding anything. That night as I went to bed, I told God that I’d feel a lot better if I had the chairs I was going to need.

At nine o’clock Sunday morning, I went to the Craigslist website again to look at the new postings. The first listing, posted only moments earlier, was by a man who had forty lightweight, padded, stacking chairs for sale. Imagine that. Just what I needed.

By Monday afternoon, the pictures were hung and the new chairs were in place. I sat in my new space, in the dark, in the quiet, preparing myself for what lay ahead. As I sat there, I was aware that I was exactly where I was supposed to be.

Don’t you just love it when a divine plan comes together?

It was the first week of April when the little voice inside my head reminded me that if I wanted to reach more people with my angel practice I would need to step out of the house. For weeks I’d been wrestling with a catch-22—either spend some money and rent a space and therefore have a new monthly payment or keep running the business out of my house and live with the feeling that I’m holding myself back.

What to do? What to do?

Twenty-three years of business experience is ingrained in my mind. The business part of me likes rational decisions. But these days I’m in the business of following my guidance and helping others do the same. And that guidance is telling me that to reach those I’d like to reach, I need to have an office outside of my home where I can hold workshops and teach classes. So I decided to take a look at a few places. Just to try on the feeling and give myself a visual concept. It’s research, I told myself. I was hoping to find a small room in an office suite that would allow me to use the conference room.

I went on line. An ad on Craigslist for an office inside the office of an acupuncturist called to me. It sounded small and affordable, a beginner office. Even though it didn’t sound like it had a conference room, I sent an inquiry anyway, and when the owner responded to my e-mail, her first words were, “I was wondering when you’d show up.” From there, she warmly described the office situation. As I read her e-mail, I couldn’t help but feel like I was reading a note from a long-time friend.

We set a time to meet. As I left my driveway for our appointment, I looked at the clock on the dashboard. I pulled into the parking lot of The Vineyard complex eight minutes later and made a mental note: That’s my kind of commute!

When I met the owner, Sarah, I liked her immediately. Her smile was genuine, and her unpretentious energy had already filled the whole space with feelings of serenity. She showed me two rooms that were available, and next I found myself standing in a huge office with enough room for my workshops. I’d never even pictured an office large enough to meet all my needs. She told me what the price would be if I wanted that room. I know something about real estate and pricing. For the size of this space, she was offering me a good deal.

But my rational mind challenged me. Why am I finding something perfect right now, when I’m not financially in the position to execute a lease? I wondered. This was, I reminded myself, supposed to be research.

Just as I was having that thought, Sarah began to explain that she was at a crossroads in her life. She had some big decisions to make—stay here and grow her practice or move out of state. “There’s no pressure on you to act right away,” she told me. “Just give it some thought and see if it feels right.” As I left, she told me that she would no longer be advertising the office.

Inside, I felt no sense of urgency. I felt no attachment to an outcome. There was just a calm feeling that everything would be fine. Although during daylight hours I wasn’t putting much thought into the space, apparently, I was decorating it in my dreams. Images of furniture placement began to show up in my mind as I was just coming out of sleep in the morning.

Something special was happening. I was at peace with allowing the plan to reveal itself to me in its own special time. In fact, it looked like beginning of divine arrangement, and what I’ve learned about divine arrangement is that it needs no help from me.