I mined a gold nugget from my January 2002 journal. I had completely forgotten the phrase that came in a dream in the 1990s, “All I ever require is Powerless Wonder.” I also referred to The Great Whatever, which I’ve not forgotten, but don’t practice the way I did. That would be a good thing... Continue Reading →
Being Too Hard On Myself
On email I saw someone I don’t know posted to my FaceBook timeline. I went to see if it was a dragonfly photo or something I need to take down. OMG! A beautiful flower had a quote about beliefs that was taken directly from one of my blog posts. It gave credit to Denali Dragonfly... Continue Reading →
Sitting With Myself
I sat with Maple Mocha before I could come to the page. I’m not sure where I am. On Friday my massage therapist said my energy was floating with no clue what to work on until she got to the arch of my right foot. That has been getting my attention lately. I guess I... Continue Reading →
My Big Toe
At the turn of the New Year I read from my 2001 journals. It set me on an emotional edge that I haven’t adequately released. I have not worked on my book since. I need to get rolling, but I mainly allow myself to be wherever I am in any given moment and do whatever... Continue Reading →
Be Independent of The Opinion of Others
I was restless when I first went to bed because of the public post I made acknowledging myself as the FasterEFT Founding Master Practitioner. I noticed the old pattern of “What will they think?” I remember the card I got that day from a fellow practitioner/client that was so kind and sweet, an affirming testimonial to me as a practitioner and a person. Although it was nice and I deeply appreciate it, I noticed that it didn’t hook me into any emotion. I noticed how I was automatically practicing the principle I learned from Wayne Dyer. Be independent of the opinion of others, good or bad, because their opinion can change. It was easy for me to get to sleep once I noticed the thoughts and how they triggered emotions. I mentally tapped to let it go and then affirmed my intention to be independent of the opinion of others.
Can’t Help Myself
Walking to school in my early teens I noticed a silent narrative in my thoughts. I still have it because I practice it. We each are the narrator of our lives however we produce it. Maybe it is a monolog, dialog, committee meeting, or we think those voices belong to someone else. We may think we don’t have control over them, but we do.
Take A Break
I think reading old journals last Monday was too much subliminal stirring of my unconscious the day before the workweek. Maybe I can just edit on Monday, but there is still potential for triggers. It’s an interesting balance when my work is integrated with personal growth.
Emotional Edge
I feel like I’m hiding my personal thoughts in plain sight, where no one will think to look.
Not Ready For Prime Time
I don’t want to get bogged down reading old journals. It seemed to set me on an indefinable emotional edge yesterday. Even though I tapped through whatever came up, maybe the reading stirs up stuff that stays subliminal. I had feelings through the day that seemed to come up for no reason. I just tapped on what I felt even though I didn’t know why or what the trigger was.
Mining For Gold Nuggets
...we are emotionally conditioned to automatically feel certain ways about everything in this world. We think it is real, we think this mind/body is who we are, but it is not. It’s only a temporary journey on this planet and then we will be off to other worlds of experience.

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