Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Derek back in New York!

Finally and to everyone's utter surprise, Derek O'Neill (my spiritual teacher) came to NYC this past weekend. He has not been here in close to a year, and his students have been able to see him only in Ireland. Having him in the Big Apple was an absolute delight!

Almost a thousand people came to his workshop on Sunday and the line for admittance spanned an entire City block. The intensity of the energy was like being at the week-long workshop in Ireland. I personally was happy that friends & family of mine were able to attend and see Derek in action. They hear so much about him from me, but to truly understand what he is all about you have to see him. One of these people was my mother, who was curious & slightly skeptical of Derek. We sat separately so that we could each have our own experience independent of the other person. Derek walked up to my mom at one point to do a healing on her back. "How did I know you had back pain?" Derek asks my Mom. "They tell me everything." I sit there smiling, knowing that my mom's socks were not only blown off, but were now probably hanging from the church rafters.

The day was beautiful, amazing and loving beyond belief. He reintroduced the Rising Star energy, which was in the form of a Rising Star healing for all in the room. He did hands-on healings right next to me, so to watch him work that close was an absolute blessing. Time stood still, yet 8 hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Just about everyone I talked to napped on Monday, taking down time to integrate the energy from the workshop. I spoke to my Mom in more detail about her back and her overall impressions of Derek. She told me right after the workshop was over, "Now I understand why you are always going to Ireland." After expressing a desire to go to his week-long class she tells me, "but I am still not giving you money to go. Because now I might need it for myself."

So, let me get this straight...before you wouldn't give me money because you 'didn't believe in it.' Now you won't give me money because you do. Hmmm. Mom logic. Don't try to understand it. But it makes sense to them apparently.

PS: Guess who threw out their back this morning and was unable to walk while their back was in a full spasm. Nope, not Mom...guess again...yup...that would be me. Maybe I should stop and listen to all of these great teachings more carefully. And see if Derek can sort me out too.

For more info about Derek, you can go to his website: http://www.moretruthwillsetyoufree.com/ and for more information on the healing center he opened in the south of Ireland go to: http://www.creaconpremaagni.com/.
He is truly a Master, so any chance you have to see him you should take it.

Monday, August 6, 2007

Pilobolus and Abundance

This evening I saw an amazing performance of Pilobolus--a modern dance troupe whose bodies do things that mine now can only dream of. I see them perform every July/Aug at the Joyce Theater in NYC. It is something I look forward to doing every summer. Not only do I watch them for the sheer awe of their dancing, but having danced from childhood through college, I watch them and nostalgically remember the feeling of being a dancer myself.

Watching them tonight I especially took notice of their bodies and the muscle definition that resembles Greek gods/goddesses. I recalled how dancing was indeed a great form of exercise and how many dancers I knew did nothing else to build muscle--only dance. During that time in my life, I never worried about my body. I never danced to stay fit. I never danced for a good workout. I only danced because I loved it. Having a great body was just a by-product of a great love.

So it is with abundance I realized. Many of us, including myself, work to pay the bills. I have spent the last 15 years in the fashion industry, progressively getting more and more frustrated. I got to the point where I was working in fashion primarily because it was what I had my degree in, it was what I was trained to do, and it was the job that I could make the best salary at. Now I am at a point where I want to spend more and more time in JOY. For me, that means allowing myself creative outlets and taking a step toward being a full-time healer & teacher. If for work, we do something we really love, then it is not really work for us. Therefore, we put in the extra effort it takes. We become naturally successful at what we enjoy doing. We excel at what we love. And when we excel, people take notice. How can we expect to do well at something we dislike doing? How long can YOU fake it for?

I understand FULLY what it means to have to provide financially for yourself without any real form of a safety net. I know what it means to be responsible and that my thoughts may come across as idealistic and not very realistic. And I do realize that I may still need to take another job in fashion before I can fully support myself doing something else. I just want to get to the point where I am doing something because I love to do it. I refuse to waste my life being unhappy or settling because I thought I couldn't do any better.

My new motto:

1. Focus on what you love

2. Do the best you can

3. Let go of the outcome


And because I can't end this posting without cracking a joke...


4. Don't try to imitate that college dance performance video you showed to Mike. Like when he said, "Can you still do that?" And I said, "Sure..." and gave myself a charley horse.


Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Stressed? They're not.

For the next 3 minutes and 22 seconds, imagine your life to be free of any stress...your heart sings...your mind rests...you are one with the Universe...with the doggies...swimming laps...Ommmmmmm.........

We have so much to learn from animals. To just BE IN THE MOMENT. Think they are worried about paying the bills? About the size of their rearend? Whether or not they will meet their deadline at work?

I don't think so.




(ps: My apologies in advance for whatever videos pop up when the dog video is finished. It is random so I have no idea what you may see. Thought the dog video was worth it. Besides, face it, it is pretty funny watching dogs swim.)