Beliefs are formed over a lifetime.  When your heart is open they change  every  day based on what is revealed and what we choose to see.  Like water running over boulders they reflect the ebb and flow of notions worn away, and  chiseled out by the things that happen to us .  We rely on the tangibles of our life to discern truth from fantasy.  When it is really the  truth of our non tangibles, the things we can't see and hear, like love and desire that make  up what is most important in life!
So many of our thoughts run around in our heads, like caged squirrels forming what we decide to believe in. Our pre conditioned notions of "how it should be",  and "no I can't do that"  and family of  origin teachings start to mold us at birth and sometimes don't stop until we die.  They form our reasons and checklists for  what we THINK  we want and what is possible and impossible.  We deny ourselves our hearts desires if they don't fit into our schematic of life or  the "box" we have assigned it.  Most of us respond to new ideas  from an  instinctive place of extreme disbelief and we limit the things that we  allow ourselves a chance to understand and experience.
We falsely think all the answers to life are in our head. If we could just  "figure it out". 
But the answers found there are often ego based.  And it's the place where decisions are made from fear and anger and pride. The truthful  answers  are in our heart.  They are there waiting for us to listen to them in  the silence above what the symphony in our head tells us is the right  thing to do. 
Sometimes we let life get in the  way of the  important things; I have often been guilty of that.  I've let life  get in the way of the feelings in my heart and missed out on many opportunities.  I let many people go that I probably should not have.  When I  lost my Mother and when I lost my best friend I vowed to never again miss an  opportunity to spend time with someone special because of a circumstance my ego  told me to avoid.  I was programmed to think too much with my head,  intellectualize and analyze and worry  and sit on the fence to try and make  sense of things.  Never realizing while I was chasing those squirrels around my  head I was missing the "good" stuff!
I have since learned to reprogram  myself because  I wanted to taste and feel and know life and love and not sit on the sidelines  "deciding what is right" while missing the experience. 
Just recently I cleared much drama out of my life, unhealthy people, situations and attachments that distracted me from being true to my heart and living my best life.  When I  cleared these things that had been the source of the "noise" in my head  my anxiety and fragmentation disappeared and I became serene and clear.  My focus is now sharp and  productive and aimed on the things that matter most to me.  The source I decide from is now my feelings and desires instead of constant conflict.  The result is my life decisions are more satisfying and my choices more authentic and represent my true desires.   I feel satisfied and whole almost as if by magic!
The truth I learned  is that the mind holds no answers when it comes to understanding the  overwhelming nature of life.  Only  the heart can experience the truth of all  tragedy and beauty and connect with  others.  The heart holds all the  answers. 
To truly experience life  we have to use our hearts not our minds. 

So...
what if  just for today you wiped your slate clean,
threw out your checklists and "it can't be so's"  and replaced your minds  instinctive disbelief for a new perspective. What if today you live from the  stirrings in your heart! Can you be wide open to receive information without  judgement and process it from your heart not your head?  What if you woke up  today and completely opened to the universe and all it's  possibilities and  simply said "Today I will follow my heart, wherever it leads me"! 
I dare say  you may  experience magic or at least a miracle or two!  Abbra  Cadabra......Let's try it.....

Peace and Love,
​Georgia Rose

Sunlight pours through my kitchen window and birds chirp loudly as I cook myself french toast and slice fresh strawberries. It's a beautiful warm Sunday morning.  It's Mothers Day. Spring is here!   My Ipod plays the eclectic song list of my favs in the background. I am alone and happy. I find myself dancing around the kitchen as Sparky lays in the doorway giving me an odd look.  I feel happiness bubble up in my chest and I laugh out loud although no one but my dog can hear me.  
"There was a time when I was so broken hearted, love wasn't much of a friend of mine" , Steven Tyler and Aerosmith croon as I sing along.  And suddenly I am aware of my story. Thanks Steven Tyler and of course the Universe for making me "hear it".
 There was a time during the winter of my life, when my heart was dormant and lay dying.  I hated to wake up and face the day, it loomed before me and seemed an insurmountable struggle. A tough place to be for someone like me, born with a blessing over their head and a spark in their eye! It was unsettling for one who always looks on the bright side to have a broken heart that could not feel much of anything good.  My home was such a cold, lonely, silent ,place filled with reminders of loss and pain.   But this morning everything was very different  I felt blessed and the spark was back in my eyes..
 When did it all change?
 When had my winter given way to this beautiful Spring?  Happiness and contentment had crept into my life like the slow budding of a flower and now the rose had bloomed so vibrant that you had to stop and notice the beauty of it.  How different my home feels now. It is warm and inviting and peaceful and overflowing with love.  It is now filled with music and my laughter. How different are my Winter and Spring.  Yet, both are seasons I created.
The soft loving energy from the night before lingers in my home, my sacred space. The energy is from a home filled with friends and a Reiki Share and pot luck dinner. Mothers Day is always a sad one for me, my own Mom has passed and there is no one that calls me "Mom".   But this year I made an effort to change that story. I would make Mothers Day a special occasion for myself, for others.  I held a Reiki share the night before honoring the Blessed Mother and all the Mother energies in our lives passed and here.  It was an evening that I  can only describe as a "love in".  An evening of positive vibrations and kindness and gratitude.  It filled my home with laughter and good friends in a loving space where there is no judgement only acceptance and support. These friends are my tribe.  We carry each other when injured in life's battles and we celebrate each others joys with ceremony and gratitude . 
I am proud.
 Of myself. Of the life I created. That I created wholeness from my broken place. It was not easy to fight my way out of despair and create this beautiful life.  Mine was a heroic struggle to find the courage to love again from a shattered heart.  It took tremendous bravery to face the fear from my own betrayals and trust another human again.  I had to shed layers of pain before I uncovered the valor needed to stand firm and be steadfast and trustworthy for myself and others.   It was a hard brutal Winter but I finally made it through to my Spring.  It was a slow process often made of two steps forward one step back.  But I managed to slowly, slowly  reach out and connect with others and with myself .  Each of those connections gave me the strength to reach for the next one like the tiny threads in a big huge homemade quilt.  Each thread was as important as the next .  They each somehow inspired me to create a bigger quilt.  And in loving each of these people I have come to love parts of myself until finally I love all of me the dark and light.  I  think of all the people in my life as my beautiful colorful threads!  We are all intertwined and sewn together to create a connection of love and support for one another.  I have many different groups and individuals whose threads sew my life fabric . 
There are "going out" friends and "spiritual" friends and "work" friends and "charity club" friends.  The people around me have been a lesson in diversity and acceptance for me.  I honor myself and choose carefully surrounding myself with positive, sincere, supportive people.  Some pass through to walk with me for a short time, some have been with me a long time and there are others I've yet to meet. I choose to live my best life to lead by example and I want be an inspiration for others to ease their burdens on their life journey.   

What life have you created? We choose what to create. We decide the way we live. Is it hard to thrown your legs over the bed every morning and live your day or do you love your life? When you find your life in despair you have to choose to love yourself and know you deserve to have a rich beautiful life. You have to decide to create a different life.   I chose to heal and ease my grief and loneliness by reaching out, making connections, loving myself and others. I now live in gratitude not grief. This morning was waaaay better than other mornings before. I decided to create a new story.    If I can do it so can you!  The first thing you have to do is DECIDE.  

  Peace and Love,
Georgia Rose
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