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Sweet Surrender

There are times when it seems that the Universe is testing us to see if we are willing to practice what we preach. The past 24 hours seems to be a reflection of that concept. I began writing this blog last night following a lesson filled Sunday afternoon and several times, the words were inadvertently deleted, thus this late in the day entry.
Recently birthed my new ‘baby’ that took 53 years to create:  The Bliss Mistress Guide To Transforming the Ordinary Into the Extraordinary and had done a book signing at The Doylestown Bookstore in bucolic Bucks County, PA.  Arriving an hour early, I was delighted to see the table set with a scarlet cloth, near the front door. I scattered copies of the book, like so many butterfly wings, along with  purple feathers and red paper wrapped, dark chocolate treats for passersby to enjoy. Then I waited and was greeting by my familiar companion, the chattering monkey mind. “What if no one shows up and you sit here looking pathetic?”  At that moment, a song wafted through the airwaves from one of my favorite singer songwriters serenading from beyond the veil..
Sweet Surrender by John Denver
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway, traveled by many, remembered by few.
Looking for something that I can believe in,
looking for something that I’d like to do with my life.
There’s nothing behind me and nothing that ties me to
something that might have been true yesterday.
Tomorrow is open and right now it seems to be more than enough
To just be here today, and I don’t know what the future is holding in store,
I don’t know where I’m going, I’m not sure where I’ve been.
There’s a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me,
my life is worth the living, I don’t need to see the end.

Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.
Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.

Lost and alone on some forgotten highway, traveled by many, remembered by few.
Looking for something that I can believe in,
looking for something that I’d like to do with my life.
There’s nothing behind me and nothing that ties me to
something that might have been true yesterday.
Tomorrow is open and right now it seems to be more than enough
To just be here today, and I don’t know what the future is holding in store,
I don’t know where I’m going, I’m not sure where I’ve been.
There’s a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me,
my life is worth the living, I don’t need to see the end.

Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.
Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.
Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.

I smiled at the message and took a breath and within moments, people came to the table to chat, nibble chocolate and buy books. Strangers who wandered by, a friend I have known since she was a precocious 14 year old, another friend I met in the mid 1980’s, a co-worker and her mom, another former co-worker and her infant son, my wonderful ‘web-angel’ and her hubby, snapping photos for web content.
And so, now, as I sit with this experience, I grin in recognition that it is all in perfect flow and Divine order, trusting that God has my back….as well as front, top, side and bottom.  Waving the white flag of surrender.

Beautiful People

 

As a child of the 60’s I was weaned on the music of songbird Melanie Safka. She of the raven haired, raspy voiced visage who invited the ‘world to sing’, also honored the people who make the world a more lovely place.   Each day, I encounter folks who believe that the only ones they will know are the only ones they will ever know. Their world feels pretty small and contained. Many of those in their lives are unsupported or downright abusive. They  fear taking steps beyond the walls of their existence, not trusting that anyone they meet could possibly be a nurturing friend.  Are you in that group? Or do you greet each day, like I do, wondering who it is that will share delight with you as you enrich each others’  lives? It is my morning practice as I literally affirm before I get out of bed that I will  ‘connect with amazing people and have extraordinary experiences’ and each day I do.   Not a surprise anymore, since our minds are so powerfully creative that we draw to ourselves that which is in our awareness and repetitive thought patterns.

When I consider the souls who have entered my life in the last year, my mind reels and my heart swells, since they number in the thousands. I am awed when I ponder how many read my tappings and typings here and the other venues for which I write. Although we may never meet face to face, we are still part of each others’ worlds and as such, we are family of choice and chance and have already had an impact. Maybe we were not even on each others’ radar screen until we just showed up …ta da…abracadabra!  Remember that everyone you now know and love was once a stranger.

Some of the beautiful people in my life are regular players on my life stage and some I rarely see. It makes no difference, since the beauty they exude, because the beauty that they simply ARE,  shines forth and graces my life immeasurably.

You can sing this song to those in your life who fit that category, including the beauty in the mirror.

Beautiful People-Melanie Safka

You live in the same world as I do
But somehow I never noticed
You before today
I’m ashamed to say

Beautiful people
We share the same back door
And it isn’t right
We never met before
But then
We may never meet again
If I weren’t afraid you’d laugh at me
I would run and take all your hands
And I’d gather everyone together for a day
And when we gather’d
I’ll pass buttons out that say
Beautiful people
Then you’d never have to be alone
‘Cause there’ll always be someone
With the same button on as you
Include him in everything you do.

Beautiful people
You ride the same subway
As I do ev’ry morning
That’s got to tell you something
We’ve got so much in common
I go the same direction that you do
So if you take care of me
Maybe I’ll take care of you

Beautiful people
You look like friends of mine
And it’s about time
That someone said it here and now
I make a vow that some time, somehow
I’ll have a meeting
Invite ev’ryone you know
I’ll pass out buttons to
The ones who come to show
Beautiful people
Never have to be alone
‘Cause there’ll always be someone
With the same button on as you
Include him in ev’rything you do
He may be sitting right next to you
He may be beautiful people too
And if you take care of him
Maybe I’ll take care of you
And if you take care of him
Maybe I’ll take care of you…

 

 

 

http://youtu.be/M5PgfqnZ7Ew

What If?

 

Two of the most majestic words in the English language that can be used to create or destroy are ‘what if?’  We say them or at least, think them, over and over throughout our day. Unfortunately they are often self sabotaging and downright virulent. What if I fail the test, don’t get the job, experience unrequited love?  I would rather turn it around and ask, “What if I pass the test, get hired for the job and allow for full rich loving relationships?”   What if today is the day when my dreams turn into reality? What if it really is all ok, as is, on life’s terms? To paraphrase Byron Katie, “If I argue with what is, I lose; but only all the time.”  Pretty simple wisdom.

Last night, my friend Sandy spoke about a book called What If It All Goes Alright?, written by Mindy Audlin. She created  the book with a strengths based concept in mind. In the midst of life challenge, it is often difficult to pose that question, but pose it, we must if we want to live the life of our dreams and not our nightmares.

I like to say that worry is  waste of imagination, because the chattering monkey mind LOVES it and feeds on it, ad infinitum, with thoughts spinning out of control in the ‘shoulda would coulda’ realm.  Sandy proposed the idea that in addition to What If  Up that Mindy shares, she encourages people to ask the question:  “What if…Wow?!”  , adding that extra zip to it. What if I have the life of my dreams?  What if the partner, the home, job/school flow into place?    I love that idea since I have an unlimited imagination….What if I get to choose my reality? What if everything I need is right here for me and all I have to do is reach out and receive it?  What if I am always at the right place at the right time for connecting with exactly who would most be of mutual benefit to meet?  What if there are no limits to manna-festing the life of my dreams and desires? As I am typing these words, I can feel a rush of exhiliration and a resounding YES!  bounding through me. I am convinced that the Universe has an intelligence that KNOWS the path on which we are placed, the trajectory on which we are headed and what experiences would be to our greatest benefit.

What are your wondrous what if wows?

www.whatifup.com

http://youtu.be/ULVETVfZEWQ Mindy Audlin introduces us to What if up?  vs. What if down? 

http://youtu.be/DuzK-1IJqxM and in musical form

The Great Peace March

                                                                                 

 

November 15th was the 25th anniversary of an event that shifted the consciousness of the planet. Dubbed The Great Peace March, it began with a hardy and heart-y band of intrepid folks whose intention was to promote nuclear disarmament. Although, a quarter of a century later, there are still missiles pointed like jagged-nailed fingers at each other (you know that image of when you point a finger at someone, there are 3 pointing back at you?), the message continues to ring true. Peace is possible, a small band of devoted people CAN make a difference, love trumps fear.

According the website On-line Archive of California:

“The Great Peace March for Global Nuclear Disarmament took place in 1986 starting in Los Angeles on March 1 and ending in Washington, D.C. on November 15. It was conceived by David Mixner, a professional organizer and political activist, as a protest calling for a verifiable comprehensive Test Ban Treaty, the non-militarization of space, a verifiable global freeze on nuclear weapons, and reduction in nuclear arms. In spite of staggering financial difficulties and administrative problems – Mixner’s ProPeace organization had to declare bankruptcy – the historic cross-country journey continued and 1800 people entered the capital. It concluded with a candle light vigil at the reflection pool and an interfaith benediction led by Rabbi David Saperstein.”- www.oac.cdlib.org
 
I don’t recall who told me about the March, but once I heard, I knew I had to be part of it, at least on a local level and planned to join in the final day in DC as well.  Although I was prepared emotionally, mentally and spiritually for the journey from Philadelphia to West Chester, PA  which was about 22 miles (as the crow flies…wishing I was a crow that day), I was unprepared physically. By the time I arrived there, sopping wet, since it rained that day and even though I had changed my socks several times, my boots had leaked and  my feet were so blistered and painful, it felt as if I was literally walking on bone. Small sacrifice, although I did need to take an additional day off of work, since I literally couldn’t stand. I enjoyed the company of my fellow marchers as we spoke of what peace meant to us, sang songs to inspire us and hugged alot to keep our spirits aglow. It seemed to work.
 
On the 15th, I drove down to DC with my cousin and some friends and the man who the following year would become my husband. I joked that this was our official first date and that once there, a true test of his flexibility and loyalty, was that he guarded the  door as I quickly ducked into the men’s room to pee, since the line to the women’s room was so long and I told him that “my bladder has no gender identity and when you gotta go, you gotta go.”
 
A more poignant test came earlier in the day. Michael was behind the wheel, and we were on the road near Havre de Grace, Maryland, a ways out from the nation’s capital, having left at the crack of dawn to join the marchers. There were blessedly only a few cars at that hour. What we witnessed remains with me clear as day, all of these years later. A car swerved in front of us, did a 360 degree turn, the driver slumping over in her seat, missed us and the other cars, and pulled over, as if steered by unseen hands, to the side of the road. We pulled over behind her and then behind us, a caravan of soldiers from Ft. Meade.  As we jumped out of the car, we saw a decidedly pregnant young woman who was on her way to reserve duty who had fallen asleep at the wheel. One of the men from her company, drove her to the base. Breathing a sigh of relief and a prayer of gratitude, knowing that we were all protected that day (and every day, I now recognize), we got back in the car and headed southward to BE PEACE.
 
After that experience, the rest of the day was a blur (except for the bathroom experience:). I often wonder what happened to that woman and her child and how their lives unfolded. Does she know what a miracle occurred on that day? I do.
 
May the Great Peace March continue in all of our hearts and minds~
 
The Great Peace March
Holly Near / © Hereford Music

Ancient eyes are watching in the night
The stars come out to guide the way
The sun still shines despite the clouds
 And the dawn is dusk is dawn is dusk is day

Farmers rise and dream to feed the world
The world awakes to feed the heart
Hearts beat while a thousand flags are waving
And the farmer sees a dream has played a part

We will have peace, we will because we must
We must because we cherish life
And believe it or not, as daring as it may seem
It is not an empty dream
To walk in a powerful path
Neither the first nor the last great peace march
Life is a great and mighty march
Forever for love and for life on the great peace march

Are you black like night or red like clay
Are you gold like sun or brown like earth
Grey like mist or white like moon
My love for you is the reason for my birth

Peace can start with just one heart
From a small step to leaps and bounds
A walk becomes a race for time
And a brave child calls out from the crowd

www.hollynear.com/peace_march.html

 
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