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Newsletter, Issue 24, December 2005
What is the energy of December 2005
December 2005 is associated with the energy of the number 19. It is a good month to start a new partnership, either personal or in business, and to live and work as a team. Some old teams or groups may fall apart or need to be examined about efficiency, workflow, and inspirational output. Like the sun, constantly regenerating and motivating, is this month all about the questions "what works, and what not?" and "how can we, with group effort, improve for the better of all?". If you feel empty and need inspiration and motivation yourself, go out in the nature, allow the muse to kiss you, allow your guides to touch you.
Ouch - my newsletter is 3 days late! I could have done it yesterday night, using my last resources, could have hammered it through while smart persons sleep already... and oddly enough... I decided not to! I felt like trying the opposite, to see if my enormous punctuality is a "must-do-pattern". But to my own astonishment, I'm pretty relaxed. Yes, my stomach turns usually when I am running close to being late. This is why I am always, well 99.9% of all cases, punctual or too early. And I have chosen to do so. As a matter of fact, me being right on time, never being late, creates great inner satisfaction. By all means, now that I know I am perfectly capable of being late, I rather choose not to... LOL* (* Laugh Out Loud) I am not that stressed kind of a punctual gal. My blood pressure is just fine, as well as my stomach. The difference really is: I WANT to be punctual, I don't MUST. With other words: if you have a job, or a tight schedule, which requires you to be always right on time, turn your reality around and say to yourself: I WISH to be punctual, I LOVE to be punctual, I WANT to be punctual, I AM PUNCTUAL. Start enjoining your efforts to be on time. Make the idea of being punctual your own; that way it neither creates overly stress nor can it make you sick. Funny thing: if you start loving what you usually hate, it slowly turns around and there comes a day, out of the blue, where you realize: gee, I have changed my reality! Another funny thing: if you can't stop thinking "gosh, I'm always late", then you will be always late!
What is a Medicine Wheel? by Shaman Elder Maggie Wahls All Shamans share very basic elements. The circle/wheel is one of them. All religions and cultural beliefs have made use of the circle since the beginning of time. Stonehenge is but one of many examples. Being a Shaman creates a special link to the circle which represents many things. The circle is a universal symbol of perfection and wholeness. Its shape represents unity and completion--ever flowing, life, death, and life again--never ending. It reminds us that there are no such things as past or future, beginning or ending in the spirit realm, rather that all things are in the now. Some say we are in the circle; some say the universe is an ever-expanding circle. I say we are in the circle, outside the circle and we are the circle. There is no circle. The medicine wheel is a Native American entrance way to the spirit world; to other dimensions and times. It is where medicine power is raised because the circle is special and powerful. Remember, what good you do will come back to you and what evil you do will also come back to you. This is not karma but rather the Universal Law of Cause and Effect. In my studies on the medicine wheel across time and culture of how a Medicine Wheel is represented, I found to my amazement that the construction and what the four (or six) directions and sections varied little from culture to culture. Some thoughts are common, such as the principle that life is a circle and that the four directions stand for North, South, East and West with Mother Earth being down and Father Sky being above; giving six directions. Some include one more - Spirit seen as either us as a human or as the All that Spirit is; giving then seven. When I discover something that is so similar around the world and throughout the ages I consider it to be indicative of a universal truth. My ears perk up and I pay attention! Yes there are different choices and opinions on the medicine wheel. Different cultures have different ideas for what totems or spirit guides might be present where and why. What I have found is that it is best to decide for yourself who is where and why for you. I don't think Spirit cares. I think the medicine wheel is a sacred, ancient and holy prayer. You create a medicine wheel to represent yourself and the intentions you wish to bring to Spirit. We know the power of a circle. We know the power of the four directions North, South, East and West. We symbolize ourselves by using our talisman or a feather or stone that represents our intention in the center of the wheel or if we are building the medicine wheel as a prayer for someone else we can put our own totem animals in the four directions and a talisman that represents their being in the center. Each medicine wheel creates a healing vortex.
Spirit's Jokes with me It was 11/18/2005 at Sam's, a huge consumer club, where I bought a lot of healthy food, what I haven't done in a long time, and I paid with joy. Joy, because finally I make a living, can pay for basic necessities without struggle, and held my wallet with pride... yes, yes, I know, right here began my downfall... My car was loaded, and, as responsible person, I moved my cart into a close cart lot, rather than just leaving it right where it was unloaded. As a matter of fact, I try to park close to cart lots, in order to have a short way bringing the cart back...;-) Fully lost in my self-righteousness I passed a customer who just had dumped his cart between two others cars, and in my head I couldn't stop complaining about this ignorant guy until I sat in the car and traffic needed my attention. Ten minutes later I parked in the driveway and opened my backpack to fill it with some of the shopping items floating around on the back seats, as I realized: my wallet is gone! With flying hands I ransacked the entire car, oh no, and in less than five minutes I was back at the parking place, exactly where I left the cart. I checked every single cart at Sam's, checked twice at the support counter, and remained with the simple acknowledgment that I did it again: I lost my wallet. Just before the hour had ended, all credit and store cards were announced lost, all checks stopped, and the police informed, because my wallet contained simply every single information about one person you can wish for, including social security number and green card. After these phone calls, instead of feeling secure now, I had no more reason whatsoever to stay calm, hearing things like: Police: "You're kidding! You had your SSN in the wallet??" AmericanExpress: "Oh my God! Poor thing! You are an identity theft victim. Imaging, they can now open new bank accounts in your name with all that information!" CompUSA: "Dear, I'm so sorry! You better cancel every account you ever had and don't open any new ones for the next year, until you're sure nobody uses your identity!" and the list goes on... Rather than staying in my center, I went for it, and felt right into the panic trap. I called my best friend to see what advice she might have for me and started the conversation by saying "My entire identity is lost, my life is ruined, I might as well go back to Germany, as long as I can..." She advised me indeed, not to panic! And thirty minutes later, when I tried to call her again, she didn't took my call but sent her husband to the phone. Immediately all my internal alarm bells were ringing: I have been unbearable negative. I've allowed myself to be sucked deeply into the most negative reality. Boy, how did that happen? Sitting back for a few minutes, it occurred to me that I forgot my wallet in the cart at that very moment when I was occupied thinking about the "ignorant guy and his cart". Well well, that explains it right there. And with all due respect I had to ask myself "who is now the ignoramus, hmm?" I couldn't help but shaking the head about myself and bursting out in laughter. "Ok, I surrender. It is what it is, I see how I created this,... kind of..., and will go now with the flow". Grudgingly I confessed to God and myself, "arrogance and pride never fail to create failure, but before I honestly thank you for this great lesson give me one more hour"...:-) The next day I sat in the bank and filled out all the paper for new accounts, as all of the sudden the cell phone rang. I could barely understand the woman, my Spanish is quite rusty, and I already told her "wrong number", but she was persistent and somehow I got it. She had my wallet, ready to be picked up. WOW. After finishing all bank business, which brought me twice as much credit line as I had before!, I drove to pick up my wallet. Angelica and her young daughter lived in the poorest area of town. When she opened the door I saw her as an angel, a beautiful face with soft warm eyes, a mouth ready to speak just uplifting words, nurturing hands, and her entire being just filled with love. I hugged her, I showed her my love and gratitude, and gave her all the money I had in the wallet. While I fumbled it out, counting it to $42, I thought "Funny, for the last two years or so I never had more than two or three bucks in here...." While I was driving back home, a thought crossed my mind like a sharp arrow "She needed the money, she was short of $42 for the rent, or food, or electricity...!!!" and if Spirit would just have sent me the "thought" or "intuition" to go to this address and give a stranger named Angelica all my cash, I surely would have reacted with disbelief, to say it kindly. But because I needed a lesson about self-righteousness anyway, and Angelica some money, Spirit just combined both incidences for the good of all...:-) Well, I don't know exactly, if this is the ultimate and only truth, but it sure feels right. Merry Christmas. Blessings. And a Happy New Year!
(P.S.: that date, 11/18/2005, sums up to 9, which is my soul and personality number... and I have to consider this as one fine lesson...:-)
A Poem The Lark Ascending I watched the bird fly high in the sky. ©Andrew Pell 11/12/2005
Much Love and Light in Oneness, There is no "truth hammered in stone". |
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