Thanks for The Universe

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How many times do we say thank you every day?

How many times do we say thank you to our loved ones?

How many times do we thank The Universe?

And how many times do we have brief grateful exchanges with strangers, like the one above, that I had with a bus driver today?

I was wondering today how many times I have shared grateful exchanges with people through-out my daily life and how much is the sum total of that collective gratitude.

WOW that must be oceans of positive energy squared!

I must have thanked hundreds of bus drivers through-out my life-time, for the simple task of driving me to my destination. It’s a second instinct now and I feel odd if I don’t say a word in passing, when I get off the bus.

It’s always nice when the bus drivers thank me and others, for sharing their journey on their bus too.

It’s a funny thing but common everywhere in town, that brief exchange.

We thank the bus drivers, the taxi drivers, the waiters and waitresses who bring us our food in restaurants. We thank the workers in dépanneurs (convenience stores for those outside of Quebec and Canada) for selling us a pack of gum.

How many times did I thank the sellers of train tickets during my recent trip to Italy?

Oh so many train tickets bought, for hundreds of kilometres of train track travelled.

We thank people when they sell us something. We thank people when they give us information that we are looking for.

We thank people in everyday life and in extraordinary moments.

We thank people when we are down and they comfort us. We thank people when we share a smile in passing over some small moment shared.

We thank those who love us for being there for us. We thank those who love us for loving us, in good times and bad.

For some of us, we give thanks for the lessons learned. Even when the lesson was not easy to take. That is a gift indeed, to learn even when the heart is hurting from what life throws our way.

Oh and we thank The Universe, when The Universe acts in The Universe’s usual Mysterious Ways, pointing us in the next direction we need to take, through so many small signs and messages.

You can literally feel your heart expand when you give thanks, if you listen carefully.

That feeling of complete gratitude can expand until it brings tears of joy to your eyes, for feeling so much love.

Yes, a simple mathematical equation: Gratitude = LOVE +x.

The amount x is depending how large the gratitude you feel is.

A small thank you, for someone passing you a pen to write.

Up to a BIG thank you, for someone holding you close as you cry.

You have a choice to either multiply or add the x…but the heart will know what quotient is right to feel.

Giving thanks to the Divine Source for the blessing of living another beautiful day on this Earth?

That is priceless.

Much Love & Gratitude, Universe.
Anima Blue 🙂

Coming Out of the Spiritual Closet: Lightworkers and Lightwork

In some cosmopolitan circles in the big city, it simply wasn’t done.

You didn’t talk about it. It was somewhat taboo. When I hosted over 130 Meetup events in town, there were 2 subjects you hoped your gatherings would avoid: religion and politics.

Unless you hosted an event specifically geared at one of those topics, of course.

I remember one event that will forever be ingrained in my mind, when someone brought up religion at one of my events. Someone who seemed to be of a somewhat racist bent decided to talk about how Ramadan was a terrible event that forced children to starve themselves. This she said right to the face of a Muslim person, also attending my event. Ironically, we were all sharing a meal together. I was quick to diffuse the situation, changing the subject and smoothing over things with all concerned. But it made me think about how religion – and spiritual beliefs – are just not discussed in certain circles.

But where and when CAN you discuss spiritual beliefs?

I have been thinking about my spiritual journey lately. And I thought about how we all have that special moment in time, when as spiritual people, we decide to share our spiritual beliefs, with other like-minded souls, in a public way.

I remember when a wonderful fellow soulful traveller friend of mine decided to speak of her beliefs on Facebook. Do I or don’t I? What will my friends think if I post and write publically about this? Will I still be accepted by my friends?

Those were questions she asked herself. And those are questions I asked of myself as well, when I decided yes I would blog about God and my spiritual beliefs. And yes I would share my spiritual beliefs on my Social Media Channels and elsewhere.

At the moment I have just finished reading a most wonderful and inspiring book: “The Lightworker’s Way: Awakening Your Spiritual Power to Know and Heal” by Doreen Virtue.

In her book, she describes her struggle – and decision – to Come Out of the Spiritual Closet. You can read more about in this article she wrote:
Coming Out of the Spiritual Closet.

Once upon a time, I came out of the spiritual closet myself. For years, I have been having discussions online and in person with fellow soulful travelers and kept coming across this word: “Lightworker”.

Something about it resonated with something inside of me. Something about it felt right, like coming home. But for years, I circled around it, coming closer and closer without fully accepting it for myself. I spoke with and exchanged messages with many people around the world who identified as Lightworkers, in order to learn more about what exactly Lightwork was all about, and why people identified as Lightworkers themselves.

Until one day I finally said both to myself – and the world – yes I am a Lightworker.

But what is a Lightworker? And why do I consider myself to be one?

Google “Lightworker” and you will find hundreds of links describing what it means, with many different variations. The term Lightworker has changed since I began my own spiritual journey decades ago. Lightworkers are now everywhere and are found in so many different and varied forms.

I see a Lightworker as being a combination of a couple of different perspectives:

“Lightworkers are souls who carry the strong inner desire to spread Light – knowledge, freedom and self-love – on earth. They sense this as their mission. They are often attracted to spirituality and to therapeutic work of some kind.” from Jeshua channeled by Pamela Kribbe

“The term ‘Lightworker’ has been around for many years, initially used to describe people doing spiritual, humanitarian or healing work. The definition of Lightworker has evolved as our understanding & consciousness has evolved…..as we have evolved.

Today it is understood that Lightworkers are people at the leading edge of transforming human consciousness. They themselves are ‘waking up’, experiencing expanded consciousness & a reconnection to the infinite intelligence accessible to all via our inner knowing. In the process of their own development Lightworkers are influencing others & catalysing their awakening, even without consciously trying to do so simply due their increasingly clear, light & positive vibrational output. A defining quality of Lightworkers however is their conscious awareness, this is where their true power lies.” from What is a Lightworker? Are YOU a Lightworker?

What I would add to those definitions is that Lightworkers come from every faith and belief system across the world. There is no particular religion, but every faith and religion, that Lightworkers come from. They are the ones who are called to share their Light with others on our planet Earth. That common message Lightworkers have is that We Are ONE, united in LOVE, part of the same Divine Plan, sharing this LOVE vibration with fellow souls in order to uplift the vibrations of all souls on our path, in this life and beyond.

Why do I identify as a Lightworker?

For many years, I have been working on myself and one thing I have embraced is the fact that I feel the need to share Light with others. Sharing Light means sharing LOVE, that vast infinite profound eternal and bottomless fount of Unconditional Love that comes from the Divine Source, from God. Sharing the Light also within myself, loving myself unconditionally because I know I am a perfect creation made by God, with an eternal shining soul that is limitless and ever shining.

I have also always had the feeling and INTUITION (common among Lightworkers) that I have a Mission in life, in walking this Earth, that basically God means me to do something, and that purpose is to serve others – somehow.

The how and the details – that I have still to discover. But I am meant to do something to better the world we live in.

In order to discover my true purpose, I have continued my dialogue with fellow Lightworkers and possible aspiring Lightworkers.

I had a chat with a wonderful soulful friend of mine awhile ago, where I talked to her about how I was trying to discover my true path as a Lightworker. We have been friends for many years now, since the exciting early days of Facebook, when I connected with so many other inspiring souls in spiritual discussions. My inspiring friend, who I have learned much from, with her ever shining and LOVE-filled example, suggested my Lightwork gift lay in my writing, as she told me that I have written many inspiring things over the years.

Yes, my writing. That resonated with me. I feel that my writing is a soulful path that may be what I am meant to do.

When I read Doreen Virtue’s inspiring story in “The Lightworker’s Way”, she spoke of how she had an image in her mind of being published, and of writing spiritual and inspiring works. As she spoke of that in her book, she encouraged all who read of her journey who also felt the call to write and publish, to pursue what their intuition told them to do.

And so I let my words bring me to where I may go….who knows of the infinite possibilities to be found in my future?

In the mean-time, I continue to create various spiritual experiments, where I hope to continue the spiritual dialogue with fellow soulful travellers.

Last year, for a short time, I led a Lightworkers discussion group here in town, and it proved to be a most illuminating experience.

With that weekly discussion group, I had stimulating discussions on a variety of topics, with people from many different ethnic and spiritual backgrounds. From Zen Buddhists, to New Agers, Pagans, people following Shamanic traditions and more. What was wonderful was to see how our dialogue raised our energies where we bounced off spiritual ideas off each others, being inspired to new thoughts and ideas from learning from each other. It was like an amazing buzzing HIGH, speaking with others who had also been exploring different spiritual streams of thoughts for years.

That spiritual experiment was wonderful and I learned much from that sharing. I feel that I will continue that dialogue again, somewhere and some time.

Time will tell where next my spiritual path will bring me.

Namaste,

Anima Blue😀

BE BRAVE – The True Story of Daniel Northcott

BE BRAVE – The True Story of Daniel Northcott

Today I decided to interrupt my #40DaysofLove Campaign, to bring you all an inspiring story about a young man and his sister.

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From Be Brave – The true story of Daniel Northcott

A brother’s dying wish. A sister’s undying promise. Watch the video above to hear the story of Daniel Northcott and his message of unity for the world.

“The real miracle is not flying through the air or walking on water, it is to walk upon the Earth at all.”

Bursting with unquenchable curiosity and a boundless love for life, Daniel Northcott was a one-of-a-kind filmmaker.  Barely 20, he set out on a decade-long quest to travel the world, spreading his infectious enthusiasm across four continents and dozens of cultures. Through ruins and cities, war zones and sacred sites, he captured each precious moment on camera with an eye for colorful characters of every age and description.

In April of 2007, Dan’s journey led him to a greater adventure than he had ever imagined.  Despite warnings of an ancient curse, he brought home a bone from a sacrificial Mayan burial cave in Yucatán, and just months later he was diagnosed with leukemia – cancer of the bone marrow.

When Daniel learned 8 years into his film project that he had only months to live he began a race to complete his unfinished film. Amazingly, he continued to document every detail of the roller-coaster ride that followed —from the doctor delivering the crushing news to every intense medical procedure, losing his hair, and intimate moments with friends and family.

With over a thousand hours of footage and no energy or time left he made a 40-minute sketch of the film he dreamed to make and left the footage in his will to his sister Erin Northcott. His last wish was to request she oversee the completion of his legacy, his film.

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#40DaysofLove: Day 16

#40DaysofLove Day 16

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So my #40DaysofLove journey continues, with Day 16.

Day 16: Today hug your #love person every time you see them. A hug can go a long way and can break down walls to let love in. #40DaysofLove

I had different thoughts about this one today.

I thought about my #love person today, my boyfriend. And I thought about that great catchy viral “Free Hugs” campaign.

First, my boyfriend was having a tough moment today and so I said to him:
“Do you need a hug?”

His answer was simply to open his arms. And I gave him a great big, gentle and supportive hug, with a nice little squeeze thrown in! Ahhhhh….felt good for me too. It does feel good to be on either side of a hug, doesn’t it?

Somehow, a hug is always right. It feels good when you are happy.
And it feels good when you are down.

Getting and giving hugs in both conditions sure does a body (and soul) a lot of good!

That reminded me of the “Free Hugs” campaign story.

Have you heard about it?

It all started with one man, who calls himself Juan Mann online, who was feeling lonely and dejected and all alone upon returning to Australia, his native country.

A bit about the Free Hugs Campaign story:

The Free Hugs Campaign is a social movement involving individuals who offer hugs to strangers in public places.[1] The hugs are meant to be random acts of kindness – selfless acts performed just to make others feel better. International Free Hugs Month is celebrated on the first Saturday of July and continues until August first.

The campaign in its present form was started in 2004 by an Australian man known only by the pseudonym “Juan Mann”.[2] The campaign became famous internationally in 2006 as the result of a music video on YouTube by the Australian band Sick Puppies, which has been viewed over 73 million times.

The Free Hugs campaign in its present form was started by Juan Mann on December 1, 2004 when he began giving out hugs in the Pitt Street Mall in central Sydney. In the months prior to this, Mann had been feeling depressed and lonely as a result of numerous personal difficulties. However, a random hug from a stranger made an enormous difference, with Mann stating that “…I went out to a party one night and a completely random person came up to me and gave me a hug. I felt like a king! It was greatest thing that ever happened.”[2]

from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Free_Hugs_Campaign

Soon, the “Free Hugs” Campaign went viral on YouTube and all over the world in many cities, with lots of spontaneous people making “Free Hugs” signs and hugging strangers.

Read more about the wonderful “Free Hugs” Campaign here:

Official Home of the Free Hugs Campaign
Inspired by Juan Mann

I think the world can always use more hugs.

Let’s all go out and hug our loved ones and whoever cross our paths today.

Hug our planet and earth too. I love hugging trees!

Mother Nature deserves a hug too!

Happy hugging,
Anima Blue😀

#40DaysofLove: Day 5

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#40DaysofLove: Day 5

So my #40DaysofLove journey continues, with Day 5.

“Day 5: Today apologize for one thing you know you were wrong for saying/doing. When love takes over, it compels us to humbly apologize and take full responsibility for our part in any conflict.”

WOW this is a tough one. Not hard to apologize. Hard to pick only one person, one action to apologize for. *Sigh*

I often like to say my life is a “Work in Progress”, when I realize I have made mistakes. Mistakes with someone, somewhere in the world. Even mistakes with myself.

I have decided to make this a Global Apology, to fit a pattern of behavior of mine.

I apologize for being a Control Freak.

I always start with good intentions.

Often when I join some new group project of some kind, I have so many fresh ideas and enthusiasm. I join in the conversation and express all the inspiration I feel bubbling inside me. Things we can do, partnerships, creative brainstorms.

And then all too often, I naturally feel (and see) myself taking over.  Shifting the group and group dialogue in a direction I think we should go.

I am aware I am doing this, and see myself doing this more and more.

I try to put some brakes on, from time to time. Try to shut up and let other people talk.

Try to let the others lead where they want to go, say what they want to say, shape the project the way they want to shape it.

My intentions are always good.

But sometimes I just go too far.

And then people begin to feel I have taken over their time, their projects, and their time for expression.

And I end up feeling bad about the whole thing.

I usually end up apologizing to the people involved. And tell them I did not mean any harm.

I end up feel bad about what I did. And end up blaming myself again.

For releasing my Control Freak Monster once again.

Suddenly, I can hear “Release the Kraken!!!!!”

And imagine that is my Control Freak Monster rising from the seas…lol.

Well at least I can laugh about it!😀

So to all the loved ones in my life, to all the people in the group activities I am involved in, I apologize to you all:

Please forgive me for releasing my Inner Control Freak again.

Tomorrow is a new day. And hopefully, a Control-Freak-Free one for me and you.

Anima Blue

#40DaysofLove: Day 3

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So my #40DaysofLove journey continues, with Day 3.

I have decided to skip a day, so that I can be on the same day as the Facebook event group. I will add that extra day at the end. 🙂

I have also decided that I will be focusing on different people through-out this 40 day journey and meditate on the meaning of each of these #40DaysofLove images, which are being provided by our event hosts, On The Wings of Gratitude and 40 Days of Thankfulness , although I still dedicate this series to my Mom.

Thank you to On The Wings of Gratitude and 40 Days of Thankfulness for the great inspirations each day, for us to write and think about!

This thought today makes me think about how quick and easy it can be for us to judge. And then when we DO judge, and discover we have judged someone, we can then judge OURSELVES for judging someone. I have been very conscious and aware of my doing this in my life. And it is still a work in progress to let go of all that.

It’s fitting that I return to thoughts about my Mom, when thinking about judging someone.

It was with my Mom that I first truly analyzed the life of someone I loved and realized what a difficult life they had. My mother had quite a difficult life and not much of a childhood or chance to be a carefree teenager. She did the best she could as a Mom and wife and she did not live the easiest of lives.

One day, when I was a young adult, somewhere in my 20s, I did this analysis of her life and felt so much compassion for her and saw how she had done the best she can.

That was also during a difficult time in our family and it was the first (of many times) when I found myself taking care of my mom, instead of the other way around.

That lesson I learned about studying someone’s life in order to better understand them and leave our judgement behind, stayed with me a long, long time and has served me well with so many people who have crossed my life.

That is part of why I became a very empathic person and why I was often able to put myself in another’s shoes.

Even with complete strangers.

I later had to learn not to let my compassion get the best of me and try to help every single person that crossed my path. We need to keep some energy to take care of our own selves first. Or else we are not good for anyone else. And sometimes we have to walk away, because it’s not healthy for us to help someone who is not capable of seeing they need to help their own selves as well.

But that is another story.

And even in there, there is a great danger of judging. And again, judging ourselves for judging someone else again. At times, we need to let someone go out of our lives. We can still love them and wish them well. But sometimes their presence in our lives just no longer works.

This reminds me of someone who crossed my path once, during a tough time during the holidays.

One year, I had spent the holidays alone and was helping out in a community centre.

There was a man who stayed a few days there.

He was a man whose life had not been kind to him.

He had the red nose and red veins on his face of someone who had been a long-time alcoholic. His hand had the tremors, perhaps due to his drinking. Or the many health problems he had, maybe or maybe not due to the drinking. He had the look of a man who perhaps had lived on the streets for a time.

Anyone seeing him on the street would probably make a quick judgement of him and move on.

I shared a couple of conversations with him, while he stayed there.

Mostly I listened. Listened to him tell me about the long list of health problems he had. And about his life at the halfway house he usually stayed at. He seemed pretty upbeat, considering the shape he was in. I remember him telling me how proud he was that he had dentures. And he even took his dentures out to show me. lol

At this community centre, everyone who stayed there was given a task to do, in order to contribute to the centre. Everyone could pick what they wanted to do. Usually people decided what they wanted to do and discussed it with the others. There was little arguing about it. It was a very small thing but it was good for each person’s self-esteem. The feeling that they too could do their part.

Well the other people at the centre had doubts about this man being able to do one of the tasks. And the tasks were light and simple. Loading the dishwasher. Wiping the counter. Emptying the ash trays in the TV room. Stuff like that.

When I talked to the man who looked twenty years older than the age he told me (he did look like he had lived a hard life), he was upset because he really wanted to do a task but felt like he wasn’t capable like the others.

So I gently showed him how to wipe the counters in the kitchen. I told him how easy it was and encouraged him to try. So he did it himself and he was so very proud of doing it! It was such a small thing but it totally made his day. And it made my day because for a moment I had helped someone feel better about themselves.

I think about this man from time to time. How a moment of kindness to him made him feel so important and useful.

And I think about him from time to time when I find myself judging someone who crosses my path.

I remember how other people did not think much of him, and his ability to do a small task.

And I think about how my words, good and bad, affect people much more than I realize sometimes.

And then I try to be gentle and forgive myself, for judging others, once again.

#40DaysofLove: Day 1

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I dedicate this post to my Mother…who I lost in 2007.

Here is something just for her:

sempre nel mio cuore

Love you,

A


Video Montage: The Flow
Following the flow of the universe, with a photo montage I created. The song is "Twisted Hair" by Robbie Robertson & The Red Road Ensemble, featuring the sublime operatic voice of Sioux singer Bonnie Jo Hunt, who sings over the sound of crickets.
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