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Evolution

                                                                                                                                                             
                                                                                                  
A Renaissance Man, Daved Beck sees himself as an Intuitive Life Coach/ Choreographer/Dance Instructor/Published Author/ Radio Show Host…a true Renaissance Man whose enthusiasm and passion for life is contageous.
 
How do you live your bliss?
 
 
How I live my Bliss is really being in this moment by showing up in what is presented. Showing up in love through the GIFT! The gift of you, the gift of them, the gift of I…. the gifts in and of the Universe.
 
I get to embrace this gift; the bliss in which I feel is excitement for it is in this Experience of co-creating Vision that is Open to all. A vision co-created in the action of ACCEPTANCE of Love in accepting of self (myself) and another (yourself, he and she) Uniting in this Time. The times co-created through the YESES from Acceptance of the GIFTS of Inspiration….. in the Opportunity of Now.
 
How I live my bliss is really in the being of love in the next level of evolution. Love of what I do, Love of what I am, Love of where I am, Love of the GIFT I am and Love for experience the GIFTS to come. Be coming what it is I wish to create, Being love is my bliss.
  
 
You overcame an abusive childhood; how did you learn that your history is not your destiny?
 
I continue to learn that my history is not my destiny as I choose to embrace myself and everyone as a GIFT in this world.
 
Growing up I was taught and carried with me on my journey that One was less than, lower and not equal to another. I was taught that the world was against One because One was worthless for One was not and could not be enough. I was also taught, “One did not want to be like them” and “One could never be like them.” I carried shame with me for the experiences I had in my past, for I was taught, “what one did, was shameful for it was not appropriate, it was wrong, and it was not proper,”
 
I carried with me blame for “not appropriate, wrong, and not proper,” I blamed One that were many….I blamed the inspirational teachers of my life and I blamed myself.
  
For the “child abuse” in which I over came I know on some level my past inspirational teachers believed they were loving me.
 
What an amazing Gift the (verbal, physical, mental, and sexual) experiences of my youth gave to me, for without these I would not recognize nor understand what the choice point and where my free will is….To take it on, to stay, or to move beyond it… It is inevitable that lack, blame and shame present themselves somewhere on our personal journey and somehow we carry these within our energy, somehow and somewhere in our lives we act in these energies. We are human who all have experienced “abuse” in some form.
 
When I am aware that I am in the energy of lack, blame, or shame I then choose to be accountable to my life intention….to be love. I choose to move beyond the lack, the blame, and the shame.
 
For me, my history did support me and continues to in the co-creation of my destiny for my history, though painful, is a GIFT.
 
As is yours and as is theirs!
 
I know the GIFT of pain and I know the GIFT of peace….I choose to be the GIFT of peace.
  
You say that we are gifts with gifts to share in the world. What gifts do you feel you bring to the ‘party’?
 
The Gift I bring is me!
Hahahahahaha yet seriously the gifts I bring to the party is the energy I choose to dance in. I choose to move with my intuition that is in the inspiration of this world for the breathe of life is all around.
 
I am able to piece experiences of One’s life in order to support the releasing of fear and pain to transform into love. I embrace the Gift of recognizing One’s teaching and learnings of fear which then present One with an opportunity of choice.
 
Choice to Forgive and let go of pain by embracing the GIFT of love, everyone is a gift of love.
I utilize the human and spiritual gifts/”tools” the Vessels that I work with in my personal life are angel/tarot/oracle cards, runes, crystals and stones, books, quotes and my own personal experiences.
 
I do this by embracing the GIFTS of listening, seeing, and feeling. Being and connecting in the Energies that are present and available for all. Energy, Vision, Openness, Love, Unity, Time, Inspiration, and Newness is available for all!
  
How can we evolve beyond our preconceived notions of who we are and what we are capable of doing?
 
We can evolve beyond our preconceived notions by personally becoming clear on how we judge another is how we judge ourselves. We can be willing to shift into love, love of self and love of another by defining what love is. We can commit to love by being accountable to ourselves by showing up in the GIFT of self in the gift of LOVE through what love is.
You are Love! He is Love! She is Love! They are Love! I Am Love
Define Love and Be Love
Be in the Energy of love, be in the Vision of love, be in the Openness of love, be in the Letting of love, be in the Unity of love, be in the Tenderness of love, be in the Inspiration of love……be love Now in the next level of EVOLUTION.
 
Who or what inspires you when things feel challenging?
 
Who inspires me when I feel challenged are the experiences of One who creates and manifests Ones dreams and desires.
What inspires me is the energy of love that manifests in Ones dreams.
The One who shows up in what it is they love.
The One who does what they love to do.
The One who speaks of what it is they love is One who embraces passion.
The One who accepts themselves!
The One who acknowledges themselves!
The One who is grateful!
What inspires me is the acknowledgement and sharing of these experiences!
The past inspires me! The future inspires me! And the present…..this GIFT inspires me most importantly because I am living what I dreamed of right now in these moments and I appreciate and am grateful for this life in which I co-create.
  
Please describe ENTL Dance.
In 2002, Evolution the Next Level began as a vessel for me to express myself creatively through the forms of dance, music, poetry, and art. I have choreographed, directed, produced, even dancing in my own concerts, I as well embraced many opportunities through ETNL Dance of doing this for friends, and affiliates very own concerts. In 2006 after receiving my coaching certification ETNL evolved into my coaching practice for it is my knowingness we are ALL dancers, singers, choreographers, writers, and poets. We are the producers of our life.
 
What does it mean to live fearlessly?
 
As I learned for myself in the process of receiving my certification from The Fearless Living Institute, to live fearlessly for me is to dance from, in, and with my wholeness and my essential nature. By being accountable to self and for self, I stand in personal integrity. For me to live fearlessly it is about not rejecting myself not rejecting the song of my heart for I am significant in this world in the creation of my life.
             
You had a book entered in The Next Top Spiritual Author Contest last year. What was the experience like for you?
I did not move beyond round one of the contest however, the experience was exciting and affirming in so many ways.
 
The contest presented an opportunity to show up in my skills/my GIFTS and play through the creation of a video of my work and I was blessed to connect with so many people.
 
I acknowledge and affirm my book; my creation was not ready to move beyond round one because I was not ready to move beyond round one due to my own personal fears of lack (not good enough), blame, and shame went mush deeper than I realized. However, what an amazing GIFT of healing the contest presented during the process of writing my book.
  
What vision do you have for your work?
 
The vision I have for my work is manifesting in these moments for I am writing, allowing, and bringing  forth what is to come in the next level of evolution. My vision is for the One who is embracing this vision (this writing) in the openness of loving this is uniting (you & I) in this time of inspired opportunity happening in the now in life.
You are One!  He is One! She is One! I Am One!
Together we uniquely co-create One.
  
One world that is a GIFT in which all GIFTS live in love, uniting through ACCEPTING in the YES of being love.
 
It all begins, transforms, shifts, and manifests through One.
 
- Daved Beck www.evolutionthenextlevel.com

God and Dog

                                                       

                                                                 Last weekend, after attending a workshop at Yogaphoria, which is one of my favorite yoga studios in one of my favorite towns on the planet..riverside, artsy, colorful New Hope, PA, I decided to meander through the streets, basking in the late Spring warmth.  I found myself engaged in people watching from the porch of Starbucks. While I was sipping my iced chai latte, I was entertaining myself with imagined stories about the passersby and what their lives were like. 

One family drew my attention as they were crossing the street.  They were a 30 something couple and their four legged companion who looked for all the world like a miniature pony. Black and white coloration marked the body of this Great Dane who calmly loped along next to his people. I smiled and wondered how much this critter ate.

As I headed back to my car, sitting on a bench were this couple who introduced themselves to me as Mark and Maxine from Hamilton. NJ and their furry child as Brando; who she described as a Harlequin for his unusual coloration.  She cautioned that he might try to sip from the straw extended from my cup.  The perfect gentleman, he didn’t even attempt to do so, but did offer me a slurpy kiss on the cheek. His head coming up to my waist; this 150 pound , one and a half year old canine who came to them at 12 weeks is blessedly almost fully grown. Gentle as can be, he greeted adults and children alike as they walked by, offering himself to be petted and acknowleged. He put his huge front paws on the railing of a small overpass bridge as he watched  a much smaller dog walk by below. Not a growl was emitted, but the other dog was attempting to take his or her place as the alpha, acting all ferocious from its safe place yards away.  Although he is not a therapy dog, according to Maxine, he likes to visit a nursing home where the residents are pleased to see their furry friend.

In honor of Brando, I share this song with you, since his loving presence is quite like that of my impression of The Divine.

God and Dog by Wendy Francisco http://youtu.be/H17edn_RZoY

South Jersey Roots

                                                                             

Just returned home from a joyous occasion; the 80th birthday party of Terri Lewis; a neighbor from the The ‘Boro; short for my hometown of Willingboro, NJ.  This octogenarian whose youthful energy and appearance belies her age, was being celebrated by her children, grandchildren, extended family, friends and neighbors. As I walked into the catering hall which held what looked to be 100 or so smiling and laughing people, I found myself in a twilight zone experience, a time travel journey. No way were these people from my past in our 40′s and 50′s and their parents in their 70′s and 80′s. Wasn’t it just yesterday that we answered the call of the Good Humor and Mr. Softee trucks and oohed and ahhed at the 4th of July fireworks and watched movies at The Fox Theater and hung out at The Willingboro Plaza, enjoying banana splits at the Woolworth counter (the price was based on popping one of the balloons that hung over the counter and seeing what number appeared on the slip of paper contained within it ) and pedaled bikes through Mill Creek Park, up and down streets within sections of the town (one of the original Levittowns…sister towns in NY and PA) with names beginning with various letters of the alphabet,  (I grew up in Pennypacker Park and all the street names began with the letter ‘P’, )and spent all summer long turning into virtual prunes from being in the pool from sun-up to sun down and went sledding on the hill at Levitt Junior High?  Sitting at the table with Kathy Bradley and her Dad and the Etters whose daughter Denice and I grew up together, we reminsced about ‘remember when’?  Kathy and I laughed when I commented that it was truly amazing that any of us had functional brain cells, since like many children of the 60′s, a summertime twilight activity was chasing after the bug spray truck and riding our bikes through the wafting mist… 

I shared with Kathy about my Mom’s butterfly stories since her passing and she cried in remembrance of her own beloved mother who had died in the 1990′s.

The catering hall was on the grounds of the former home of the Super 130 drive-in where my family would go for an evening of entertainment; my sister Jan and myself clad in our p.j.’s, playing on swings and sliding board pre-movie.

After a sweet time with these blast from the past folks who were pivotal in my childhood, I took  a trip down memory lane which I knew would be more bitter than sweet by driving on Pheasant Lane.   I fully anticipated being dismayed, since I had been there 5 years or so ago, but when I slowly drifted past 123 (my home address), I cried when I saw what had become of the house my parents had taken such good care of.  Unkempt grass and shrubs, broken down walls and windows in dis-repair….even if people are not financially able to make renovations, it felt sad to think that these folks didn’t care enough about themselves to keep up with the place.  My parents had beautiful roses, tulips and forsythia, holly bushes and pussy willows…fruit and veggie gardens, in which strawberries lay like a carpet in the earth and zucchini the size of baseball bats would flourish. My mom used to make the most wonderful chocolate chip zucchini bread. I can still smell the aroma wafting forth from the kitchen. As I drove by, I hoped that the tears would symbolically water the ground that cried out in neglect.

I am grateful for my Garden State roots and have learned the poignant truth..that you really CAN go home again, knowing that you carry it with you, just like transplanting a plant..you take some of the old soil into the new pot, so that it can grow full and lush and beautiful.

The Secret Language of Your Body

                                                                  The Secret Language of Your Body: The Essential Guide to Health and Wellness                                

Imagine if your body came with an owner and operator’s manual that gave you insights into the care and feeding of this marvelous work of creation and creativity. It could tell you what to do to prevent dis-ease or at least have skill in ameliorating the wear and tear.  Imagine no longer, since it is here in the form of the book The Secret Language of Your Body, written by the multi-culturally adept speaker, writer and healer Inna Segal. Born in Belarus, she now lives with her husband and two children in Australia.

The book is a literal tool kit of descriptions  and metaphorical/symbolic possible causal factors for physical and psychological conditions ranging from abdominal cramps to vertigo, from measles to itching, from depression to cancer. It delves into body systems as well, offering remedies in the form of a dialog with these parts. Lest you think the book in any way blames the person for having a particular condition, it offers an inquiry, not an inquistion.

As I paged through the book, I found it to be on target as I pinpointed some of my own health issues and the interventive response to them. Segal also incorporates the use of color as healing tools, indicating both the restorative properties and a cautionary note about using them in excess.

Her work/calling became clear to Segal when she developed a series of medical conditions that she incorporated these methods to treat. She taps into Divine Healing Intelligence every step of the way and has witnessed dramatic results in her own life, as well as those who have taken heed of the techniques in the book.

The writing style makes these concepts easy to grasp and use immediately. She laughingly says that her work is described as “Louise Hay on steroids.”, paying homage to the pioneer of mind-body-spirit teachings whose best selling book You Can Heal Your Life has a similar feel to it.

Segal is careful to note that the information found in the book is not a replacement for medical care and treatment.

 www.innasegal.com

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