I remember puttering around in the shed recently when a Chipmunk came in to greet me from the outside.  I don’t know if it was the welcoming colors of the Tibetan Prayer flags hanging on the doorway and/or the inviting scents of burning sage and incense, but in this encounter, his unscheduled and unexpected visit encouraged me to continue welcoming abundance and accumulating virtue–vis-a-vis thrift, efficiency and hard work.  I thanked my Chipmunk friend and he roosted without seeming too chicken . . .  

Following a grasshopper’s leap in the week, I found myself in the company of men again on an overnight disc golf/camping excursion.  Perhaps it was a coincidence that some squirrely man friends and Our “sentinel of the forest” comrades all chimed in with a chorus of peanut gallery comments–without driving One another too nuts in the process.  Has anyone else out there played disc golf?  This grounding sport closely parallels regular golf, absent Country Club fees, golf carts and fancy ironed shirts (albeit a couple of die-hard friends carry man purses with a variety of discs instead of clubs and other Nervous Woodland Creature gadgetry).  Now, my old self formerly avoided sports involving frisbees for a myriad of good reasons.  However, in my ongoing desire to evolve and fly outside my comfort zone, I’m learning to enjoy new frisbee games like “Kan Jam” as well.  Although my neck’s not so red and it’s been 20 years since I sported anything that remotely resembles a mullet, I concede that sporting without killing (admittedly some of us killed a mosquito or two, we ate meat and expelled dead air) is a great way to get outdoors and have fun in Nature.

Finally, “Squirrel . . . you have gathered nuts by the score, exactly predicting if you’ll need more.  Teach me to take no more than I need.  Trusting Great Mystery to harvest the seed.”  I wonder if President Gerald R. Ford had a squirrel totem, given that he was an Eagle Scout and was always prepared to deliver impromptu speeches at the trip in the step, I mean drop of the hat?  Given Squirrel’s connections to 12 week cycles, I see meaningful encounters with Squirrel encouraging Us to prepare for the forthcoming transition between waning Yang of Summer to waxing Yin of Fall.  Since We are all mirrors for One another in the Universe, Squirrel offers Us the opportunity to learn from One another through imitation and striking a balance between Our gathering and Our emissions.  I can hear a scratching mix of Mr. Miage and Mickey from The Karate Kid and Rocky reminding Us to nevermind footwork and punching so much as remembering balance–without going Straight Outta Woodland on Ourselves by throwing acorns and/or going nuts in the forgetting.

I Hopi You are well,

Ari 

While playing cards in the company of men recently–a camp fire illuminated our drinking in a waning Full Moon under the stars, as our cards lay on the table.    During our gaming process, a Spider crawled across the table, climbed up my torso until She nestled in the vicinity of my Heart Chakra.  Perhaps I’m still a bit green along my Way, though I couldn’t help but feel pleasantly full after my Spider encounter.  In fact, I find my Spider friend’s medicine infinitely wise as She reminds me of the delicate balancing act of ‘Walking the Line’ during the journey, vis-a-vis “one foot in spirit, one foot in ground”, so to speak.  Meditation on Spider’s energy inspires Us to keep in alignment with Nature’s rhythms–not getting too Loony during the Moon’s waxing and waning cycles and maintaining an egalitarian appreciation for Our own masculine and feminine energy patterns.  If only masses of folks whom are disgruntled with their current status quo lifestyles would choose to move beyond externally cosmetic changes . . . perhaps a systemic movement toward a deeper understanding of who We really are is on the horizon.  Dare We choose peace on earth by finding Inner Peace, without being stung by the propaganda and costs of augmenting ourselves with merely surface band aids?  In saying that, have I become ‘Public Enemy Number One’?

I remember Eckhart Tolle’s wisdom revealing to Us that walking the spiritual path is potentially an ongoing opportunity for each moment to become a sacred walking meditation with Self and God holding hands, if you will.  In this Divine Light, each moment offers a choice to consciously breathe in a fresh breath of whom We are becoming and gently exhaling the death of Our old self, a la that was Zen my friend and this is right Tao.  This is how I practice being present . . . being in the Now and building A New Earth, as We co-create Heaven on Earth as One–albeit diverse expressions of God’s image.  We are all in this together and We are all connected.  As I heal, the world heals as well– so that the flowering of consciousness is watered until She blossoms into an awesome Garden that we can all see.  When We say “peace out” to the voice of the ego and “what up, G” to the Inner Voice, We open up Our True Selves into the realm of Christ Consciousness and welcome Wise Council from Higher Perspectives.  Just like dat.  In this process, Our relationship with God (and Our True Selves) moves beyond an abstract, intellectual concept, toward a direct and sublime experiential relationship.  With Our Third Eye, We are able to view Our energetic exchanges with One another as opportunities to amplify Our shared energy, for the greater good of humanity (and the rest of the Universe).

Finally, I remember Spider’s web containing a message reminding Us of an ancient Mystery School precept asserting that “know thyself and thou shalt know the Universe!”  In their collaborative ‘webinar’, I recall Eckhart Tolle asserting to Oprah that his understanding of Nature’s rhythm stemmed from his understanding of the deeper Nature of Himself.  In the spirit of that, I Bee Leave that We become True Wizards when we consciously create our thoughts, feelings and behaviors in a way that understands how to make Our Inner Space smile.  Does Spider’s symbolic figure 8 sign of Infinity reveal to Us that We are equipped to transcend fate and Karma by seeing through the veil of illusion into  a deeper, mystical realm of possibilities?  Isn’t this how We heal polarity and facilitate movement into a New Age and paradigm of Diversity within Unity?  Why not move away from fear and closer to Love as We welcome Our desires as on their way, while letting go of outcome and enjoyably surfing the tides in the process?  And then, just before I published this entry, a neighborly Blue Jay poignantly reminded me that it is my choice to become a True Wizard or a master illusionist.  Why not become the real deal?

I Hopi You are well,

Ari

Recently, I have enjoyed some meaningful encounters with Hummingbird–fleeting reminders to stay light on the feet and meditate on the figure 8 (sign of Infinity).  Holy Cow, if a tiny bird can venture from Alaska to South America and fly in any direction . . . just imagine the possibilities for humanity to take Quantum flight!  It just might be a grand slam.  Isn’t being playful and humorous a portal to Heaven’s Gate?  Many folks on the so-called spiritual path become way too serious about being godly that they forget their own Divine Light in the process.  If we are created in God’s image, then we must be capable of creating joy on the inside and following Our bliss on Our outward path . . . while radiating that in a way that resonates with Our outer world that reflects back to Us.  Aren’t We all mirrors for One another? 

I remember when my grandma used to say to me, “Ari, people like you because you’re natural.”  While always feeling uniquely different from my fellow humans, I Now understand what she meant.  During Red Carpet onstage performances, I have unwittingly caged myself and died just like Hummingbird does when She loses Her freedom.  In the words of Neale Cassidy to Jack Kerouac, “and that was the last time I committed suicide . . .”.  However, as I breathe in right Tao, I naturally reside where Spirit guides me.  Sometimes, this process unfolds as off-color comments, being a bit of a gauche provocateur to status quo energy patterns, being more interested in a rainbow, moon (I’ve got a hot date with Her right after this post is posted) and/or sunset than those with more important distractions to attend to.  Hummingbird’s nectar reminds me where I wanna Bee, puns typically intended! Playing with aromatherapy, like a little smudge of sage smoke or water, bergamot and/or lavender oils are among some of my favorite ways of illuminating my olfactory senses.  A little dabble do ya! 

Finally, meditation on Hummingbird medicine potentially offers darting glimpses into the sweetness and magic of life.  Like the Joker says in The Dark Night . . . “why so serious?”  If only the Joker had opened himself up to understanding how to move past his desire to create chaos and see the internal radical act of humming to the tune of a Harmonic Convergence with Nature, rather than trying to destroy it.  When we access Our inner celestial music, perhaps the strings reverberate as a chorus that diversely chimes in together as One.  Who knows, maybe Hummingbird might offer You a glimpse into a lovely Inner Space that reveals externally unidentified flying objects that could be literally out of this world?

I Hopi You are well,

Ari

As I look back on my experiences here, perhaps my relationship with both myself and the old world will be the death of me.  Who knows, maybe in becoming One with Our True Selves–finding unity within diversity in the New World . . . the collective clearing of Our Karma will reveal to Us the Promised Land?  I’ve heard it said that Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly.  I’m not sure, but I know the consistent experiences of being lighter on my feet and knowing joy in my steps in my daily walk.  Moreover, I feel less demonic when I say ‘peace out’ to the familiar road paved with the pain and suffering that accompanies the vicious cycle of negative thinking, emotions and deeply ingrained behavioral patterns. 

Recently, while driving down memory lane, I accepted a significant encounter with a Great Blue Heron.  What a gas I had as I burned fossil fuels while listening to old mental tapes in a rental car.  And then, in the spirit of alternative energy starting with me, I shifted gears by igniting one of my totems in my Shamanic network of Power Animals.  My Blue Winged friend inspired me to remember to Bee thankful and appreciate being in my element with Great bodies of water, while exploring deeper dimensions on Mother Earth.  As I stay grounded and grow my roots, I am realizing the  “jack of all trades” experience.  Although I may be a master of none, I am learning to become the Master of my own Universe.

Finally, in these shifting and rising tides here on Mothership Earth, there is a Critical need to successfully navigate and stay afloat in the waters of life.  Although security is an illusion, a Mass of folks still cling to this smokescreen and deny and resist experiences that remind them otherwise.  However, it is getting more difficult to ignore the dying old world and burning Eternal City.  I find good news in heron medicine that reminds Us that security is really just a matter of perspective.  If We stay on track and keep Our inner ears to the ground, then We are more likely to feel Our feet on the ground, as We gaze upon A Starry Night . . . without getting too derailed in the process!

I Hopi You are well,

Ari

After enjoying some T’ai Chi in the backyard, I ventured out this morning for a run/walk, o’er the river and through the woods.  And though I wasn’t going to grandmother’s house, I was struck by a beautiful male Cardinal that flew right in front of me and perched on a tree nearby.  Although I was breaking out a little lather on my jog and was getting into a groove enjoying parallel realities of a free for service economy, deep mystical connections to Ay and Tiya, Lemuria and The Naacal Mystery Schools–I glanced at the river and then decided to stop and tweet to my peep in the woods.  I just love getting out in Nature–it really helps me remember my Roots.  Is it a coincidence that my encounter with a Red bird parallels the color of my Root Chakra?  I wonder if Bob Dylan was communicating with Cardinal Consciousness when he transcribed “Blowin’ in the Wind”? 

During our “conversation”, Cardinal and I agreed that Summer is a great time to enjoy the Yang-masculine energy and the friendly reminder to Us of the vitality that is delivered in the belly of this red-winged bird.  Moreover, Cardinal helps us remember how important We are and remember Our Power as individuals, particularly by adding color to Our lives.  Who knows Witch one of Us initiated the true feminine Wisdom that We should heed the Inner Voice and Bee reminded that We are what we eat, but I do feel that “birds of a feather, flock together”.

Finally, in my surface and depth, I look at shorelines as mystical places that are between land and sea and I feel at Home living in these places.  Another bird that reminds Us of this, along with paying attention to the subtleties of deeper psychological communication, is the Sea Gull.  I know I have a propensity to have my head in the clouds and sometimes soar from topic to topic, but as I look back on my morning outing, in my Third Eye I Sea them flying around the river bend toward the bay.  In that visual, I am encouraged to “behave and work in other dimensions than that which is normal” and to Bee mindful of consuming balance in Life’s diet.

I Hopi You are well,

Ari

Is anyone else out there mesmerized by Ducks?  I remember when Ted Andrews said, in his book Animal Speak, that “many psychologists and therapists could do no better than to have a duck as a totem to assist them in helping others move through their emotional tangles.”  Given my experience as a clinical social worker, passion for the healing arts and my own journey in healing, I couldn’t agree more.  In fact, I have called on Duck many times for protection in navigating the depth of my own emotional waters.  As such, Duck assists me in helping myself and others stay afloat in Our own apparent ocean’s abyss.  Moreover, I view Duck energy as somewhat akin to the Law of Attraction, in that they offer Us glimpses of the signs and syncronicities that bring together like-minded folks, a la “birds of a feather flock together”.

Given the Spirit of the season, I’ve been enjoying spending time with my webbed foot comrades in the elements.  I’ve swum alongside them, watched them walking along land and soaring through the air.  In paying attention to Duck’s capacity to move freely and effectively between these realms, I remember the ongoing process and importance of striking a balance and adapting to life’s changes in my daily walk.  Although this way of living can be “continuous and sometimes tenuous”, taking flight in this light is the “only path I know worth pursuing”.  If We allow for it, Duck can help us sort through the muckidy muck and more gently propel Us through the challenging emotions that accompany the surface.  In this way, Duck may guide Us as We venture into the depths of Our Inner Peace, Inner Voice and Deepest Feelings.

Speaking of balance, I would like to share a powerful Chakra balancing meditation that I learned from Wisdom of the Shamans at the Four Winds Society in the Andes.  In the Spirit of “we are the one’s we’ve been waiting for”, I have noticed the positive cumulative effect of doing this mediation as part of my daily “puree” and inner/outer reflection.  It’s a great way to start and/or end the day and you can do it pretty much anywhere . . . out in Nature is amazing and before bed makes for a relaxing way to retire.  Chakras are spinning discs that are part of our energetic bodies.  Ideally, this is where we want to address our health, starting at the energetic level.  First, relax, focus on your breath and put your hands in the prayer position and open them up like a peacock to open up Sacred Space.  Next, visualize your luminous energy field (a white mist around your spirit body in front of you).  Next, visualize your spherical Root Chakra that is Red in color and is located around the base of your spine.  Take your right hand, placing it in that area, in front of your body and slowly spin your hand around in a counter-clockwise direction 10 times to unwind your Chakra.  Release any unwanted energy to Mother Earth to be cleansed and composted.  Then spin your Chakra 10 times in a clockwise direction to re-balance it.  During this process, just watch and notice whatever comes up for you and gently let it pass without judging and/or labeling it.  Continue along in this way with the rest of your Chakras . . . your Sacral Orange is about 2 1/2 inches below your belly button, Personal Will/Self Esteem(Yellow) is at the base of your breastbone, Heart Chakra (Green) is in the middle of your chest area, Throat Chakra (light blue), Third Eye (Indigo) in the middle of your forehead just above your eyebrows and finally Crown Chakra (Violet) at the top of your head.

After You have had some time to get comfortable with the above Chakra meditation, please consider trying the next two more advanced forms.  First, visualize a Golden spinning disk like halo (like you’ve seen in renaissance art, perhaps) a couple of feet above your Crown Chakra.  This is the eighth Chakra.  Finally, the Ninth Chakra, the realm of Spirit is everywhere, but I like to think of it as “the Spirit in the Sky” where We become One with Everything.  I perceive my Eighth Chakra taking off like a disc shaped spacecraft and flying to and merging with the Ninth Chakra, Great Spirit.  Has anyone out there seen the movie Powder?  I like to picture the final scene in the film when Powder’s energy breaks out everywhere to conclude this meditation.

I Hopi You are well,

Ari

Although I enjoy carving out my solitude in the woods, the reality is  We are never really alone and having someone else to play with is always a great way to enjoy Nature.  In the Spirit of that, a surrogate brother friend and I went on a day hike recently in the White Mountains.  I just love getting out in the woods and going on a hiking adventure every now and again.  It’s such an amazing experience being with Nature and in the Elements.  Speaking of elements, being close to the Earth is a great way to stay grounded and Water is a wonderful way to dream and expand one’s consciousness.  We saw some toads, enjoyed clusters of butterflies keeping it joyful and light and witnessed a powerful life’s metaphor unravel before our eyes involving a leaf float about in the stream along the trail.  Of course, getting to the top of any Mountain is always a peak experience, though I remember the wisdom “it’s the journey, not the destination.” 

I remember that leaf floating about and circling a natural pool area in the stream.  It was as if the leaf was speaking to us about life coming full circle–with ebbs and flows and ultimately letting go and flowing with the current gently down the stream.  Although my surrogate brother friend and I both have a bit of the Howard Cosell energy given our propensity for commentary, we enjoyed telepathic moments with our little green friend’s teachings during the non-speak time as well.  Moreover, a cave across the stream caught our attention, somewhat akin to venturing down into the Underworld vis a vis a Shamanic journey process, if you will.  As clear as a Dark Crystal, We were co-existing in a non-local, alternate Dreamtime reality during our leaf in water encounter.  If One is patient and remembers trust, a callback responds to a cry out into the Great Void.

I remember what correlated nicely with the above story was that I had just come out of a  brief  “rainbow meditation”, only moments before the leaf encounter.  I do this meditation daily, usually after I balance my Chakras, but I’ll save that for another entry.  I find the rainbow meditation boosts my Auric energy field and otherwise brightens up my Air by adding color to it.  I make a circle with my middle finger and thumb with both hands and then link the circles together so that the circles form a figure 8, the sign of Infinity.  Then I start with the color red, breathe it in and visualize myself basking in a red ray of a rainbow.  Following that, I proceed along in the same fashion, with orange, yellow, blue, indigo, violet and gold.  At the end, I imagine myself basking in a rainbow blanket and typically get all warm on the inside.  This is a convenient mediation that can be done virtually anywhere, whether standing or sitting still, eyes open or shut without anyone else necessarily being wise to it.

I Hopi You are well,

Ari

While in Italy recently, I swam in the deepest gratitude for the privilege and pleasure of visiting family there.  I remember noticing many cracks–cracking myself up no less in old castles, cathedrals, ancient remnants of the Eternal City and of course ensconced in the crevasses of Our psyches.  In the spirit of Living Wabi Sabi, I am reminded that “there is a crack in everything.  That’s how the light gets in.”  Whether drinking in a fiery Tuscan sunlit moon Umbria the stars, with hoots from an owl echoing in the shadows–the entire experience, in much the way life is when you get down to it, was particularly surreal, like Dali’s melted clocks.  In fact, I noticed an owl feather, while hiking in the mountains, and wondered if it was the same Owl We heard from Nights before.  I just love owls–their mysterious darkness and relationship with omens and psychical gifts.  Like cats with wings, they are such beautiful creatures, reminding Us to tap into our own magical and psychic abilities and perceive through the veils that hide Our own Inner Tapestry.  Silent night riders somewhat akin to Perseus flying across the skies in his winged horse, We may borrow traits from Owl including clairvoyance, wisdom and precision, if only We are open to allowing for it.  I like to think of it like a marinating process, gently allowing the herbs to seep in.

Merely a Grasshopper’s jump from Owl to Butterfly, I’m not sure what was more of a buzz on my Italian adventure–sipping the local regions vino or watching the spectrum of butterflies and bees flitting about the rainbow of flowers that circled the “rustic” villas we stayed inn.  As I look back, I am inebriated by the images of Butterfly and the Yang energy of the summer season.  I know when I watch a Beetle and Butterfly pass me by, I remember to resurrect an open attitude for change to occur, letting go and welcoming the power in being in a joyful state with open arms.  The Sun is alive and feeding Us–a bit like the tendency for Italians to speak in commands while using their hands.  I really appreciated the general attitude of “forget about it”, “don’t mention it”, and “what can you do, it is what it is” that I heard in the air.  Sure, gas is more expensive, the cars are way smaller and far more energy-efficient (as is everything else), there’s a lot more McDonald’s there than the none that I saw when I was a teenager.  And they spend with the almighty Euro instead of the old Lira that made a lot less cents to me anyway–dead serious.  Oh yeah, there’s earthquakes and terrorists, but folks generally don’t seem as moved by those “faults”.

Shifting Tides, has anyone ever seen the classic film, To Kill a Mockingbird?  Remember the unforgettable last scene in the Courtroom, where Gregory Peck’s character carries the energy of a  Wise Old Indian Chief and a women shouts, “I got something to say!”  As I look back, I remember that giving and receiving feedback, especially while being in the hot seat is an uncomfortable process.  However, experience teaches that a seed only grows if We trust and water it with Love.  It’s finding the God within that recognizes the God without and in that moment, Namaste occurs.  I witness this process as  empathy in its purest sense–We are all mirrors for each other, aren’t We?  My stay with family in Italy reminded me that my own imperfections and the imperfections of others are less important and more meaningful when I embrace them with an open heart and a relaxed mind.  While a Lizard might cling to an old idea of myself, perhaps a Butterfly reveals a new, maybe unexplored aspect of myself?  I may sound nuts, but Wood You Bee Leave the Nervous Woodland Creatures agree that goin’ Straight Outta Woodland on Our Selves is just asking for an acorn to drop on top of yo head, ma’ Chuckca.

Right Tao, I remember noticing an army of dragonflies doing flashy aerial feats and putting on colorful laser light shows.  Back Zen, I heard a Wise Old Tree whispering Lao Tzu’s tweetings that “Nature is the best physician.”  In the spirit of His Infinite Wisdom, Dragonfly  reminds me of mythical past connections and lore between Dragonflies and Dragons. Wood You Bee Leave that Ursula Le Guinn’s EarthSea saga might have been somewhat akin to fantastic glimpses into a magical alternate reality, where real dragons fly high in the sky and breathe fire and wisdom into the elements?  And sometimes I enjoy striking a Dragon Qigong pose that gets me all fired up inside, when the situation calls for it.  But We need to be mindful of such activities, if We don’t want to spontaneously combust, in getting all fired up like that . . .

In navigating multiple realities . . . “Dragonfly . . . Breaks illusions, Brings visions of power, No need to prove it, Now is the hour! Know it, Believe it, Great Spirit intercedes, feeding you, blessing you, filling your needs.” By staying light on our feet, Dragonfly medicine reminds Us to stay cool by learning to effectively swimming in the deep waters of emotional life, play outside and spend time by fresh water. Change, transformation, mythical connections to Nature Spirits, weaving through illusions and creative imagination are all aspects of Dragonfly’s teachings. Shedding light into this realm allows us to perceive through shadow realms . . . Is that a bird, a UFO, a UFF (unidentified flying fairy) and/or a Dragonfly I see flying before me? Has anyone out there ever seen the film “A Fairy Tale: A True Story”? I think it’s a great movie for the whole family to enjoy, big and little folks alike.  I once heard a dragonfly flitting about in the garage, as I discovered he was ensconsed in a spider web.  Subsequently, I released him to fly away freely in the backyard.  A few moments later, maybe days, I swear that same dragonfly hovered near my ear and thanked me for letting him go . . .

Finally, if only We allow Our Selves to open up to a larger worldview, these perceptual shifts offer Us glimpses into viewing Our Universe as energetic and sacred, where the unfolding mystery of Life is an ongoing welcoming surprise birthday party every moment–“every day and in every way, We are getting better and better”. Dare We focus on the silver lining and make only positive interpretations of Our experiences?  But it’s easy to do otherwise, as Deep Pockets have a well-oiled system for keeping their mechanistic mind-illusion wheel slickly greased, in their tired (pun intended) battle to control the public mind.  However, we have our Cosmic Wheel that keeps turning, in spite of the Military-Industrial Complex’s reptillian attemtps to control it’s Cog.  Remember the scene in the Star Wars saga, when Princess Lea says to the General, “don’t you understand that the more you tighten your grip, the more star systems will fall through the cracks?”

I Hopi You are well,

Ari

While sitting alone in the woods this past week, I noticed the familiar drumming of a woodpecker. As I sat and listened, I watched Woody flitting about in a nearby tree, enhanced by my late grandma’s trusted field glasses, doing a sweet fly-by–seemingly just for me to see. After more drumming, it was as if I could see a forthcoming weather report, like a forecast of what’s coming down the pike. Woodpecker’s drumming conjures up Our connection to Our Mother’s pulse.  Moreover, Woodpecker nurtures shapeshifting and assisting with loosening up the Soul for exploring different realms and dimensions, a la shamanic journey, if you will. Further, Woodpecker offers Us traits of “resourcefulness, rhythmic motion and discrimination” and teaches Us to “march to the beat of your own drum” by listening to the Inner Voice (deepest feelings).

More importantly, in the process of listening to the depth of the Inner Voice and submerged feelings within the internal ocean’s abyss, We learn discernment from the incessant chatter of the “voice in the head” and background noise in the “world of 10, 000 things”. Following the energy of the Doubting Thomas and worshiping the God of Opinion, a nice lady once assertively asked, “but if I listened to my Inner Voice, I’d be all over the place and a hot mess”. In the spirit of that energy, I couldn’t have agreed with her more, though I think I drilled home the point about discerning between the Inner Voice and the “voice in the head” without too much pecking.  Easier said than done.  But as a great Jedi Master once said, “when you learn to quiet your mind, you will know.”

Finally, as We welcome Woodpecker’s help in delineating between the voice of the ego and the Sage within, We learn trust the wisdom to know the difference between the chatter and the Guide within. This capacity increases based on our “cumulative effect” of being clear channels, acquiring and accesses strategies for staying tuned in as an authentic Selves in Relationship with others.  I can hear Father Sanchez saying in the film, “The Celestine Prophecy”, “trust your intuition, stay alert . . . something will happen.” And remember to breathe and think in moments, as it’s a fresh way to create a new day in a heartfelt way. When We stay grounded, We are then ready to take flight as We open up Our True Selves to the freedom of Woodpecker’s mantra to create and follow Our own Natural rhythms, you dig?