I’ve been hearing lots of complaints from business owners, parents, and community leaders about the generation known as Millennials.
Millennials are entitled.
They don’t think they need to prove themselves.
They don’t want to put forth any effort.
They don’t want to earn their way.
The narrative about Millenials fascinates me since my generation (Generation X) embodied the opposite characteristics. We suffered from “not enoughness” or low self-esteem.
We have some things to talk about- things that you have been pondering, wondering, and searching for. You have a lot of questions about how life works, why you’re here, and what it all means. On top of those big questions that pull at you, you’re also juggling life as it comes. It’s a lot.
Here’s the thing…
The reason you feel this pull, the reason you have all these big and little questions about your life is that you are remembering who you truly are and it’s not what you previously thought.
A cherry red Telsa Roadster in your garage.
A cutie-pie to share your bed with every night.
A skinny botty to show off on your beach vacation.
A fat paycheck with lots of 000000’s.
Our desires come in all sorts of shapes and sizes, but the one thing they have in common is the promise when we get the “thing” it will make us feel better.
Imagine yourself as an artist in the best studio available. There’s every color of paint you can imagine, canvases of all sizes, brushes, clay, metals, glass, any material you could want waiting for you to bring it to life.
You are given free rein to use everything available.
You can pick one medium and use it forever, or you can switch it up constantly. You can paint, or sculpt, or weld or sew.
Have you ever stood at the mouth of a cave and yelled, “Hello!” and after a short pause from the cave’s deep belly you hear “hello, hello, hello” echoing back to you?
An echo is a fantastic thing to experience. It feels like magic. It feels like something is answering you.
Life is an echo. It always gives back to you exactly what you emit.
If you output love,
You create your own reality.
Accept what is.
Live the life you want.
Surrender to the now.
Your life is what you make of it.
Deliberate creation and accepting what “is” seems like two very different philosophies, but are they?
The question baffled me for a long time.
I wanted to believe in my power to create my own life while simultaneously feeling a pearl of deep wisdom telling me to allow my life to unfold and make peace.
As a little girl, one of my favorite places was my grandparents’ house. Every time I traveled an hour south of Memphis to visit them, I felt transported into a different world.
Every day at my grandparents was the perfect kid vacation, I loved spending summers at their house. During my visits, my grandma would make me huge home cooked breakfasts with steaming biscuits fresh out the oven, white gravy, scrambled eggs, and a big glass of milk.
- Your sister calls you on the phone right as you’re thinking about her.
- For some reason, you make a right turn at the stop light instead of going straight which allows you to miss the runaway truck by inches.
- You’re thinking about your mom that passed away and her favorite song comes on the radio.
- Every time you look at a clock you see 222, 333, 1212.
These are examples of our intuition at work.
Have you ever had a problem or been in a situation where you’d like clarity or helpful information on how to resolve it, but you’re so tangled up in your own thoughts you can’t hear what your heart wisdom is saying?
I want to share an easy way to tap into your inner wisdom and get out of your logical mind and into your soul knowledge. Grab one of your favorite books. A book that resonates with you—maybe you really like the author,
Last night my husband and I went to one of our favorite local restaurants—a little Indian restaurant that’s one of the best-kept secrets in town. It’s one of those places you drive by and would never try on your own. You only go there after someone recommends it to you. It’s a tiny little place where the tables are jam-packed together, and your neighbors are right next to you eating their dinner while you’re eating yours.
This week a dear friend of mine wanted to know why I use the word Source instead of the word God to describe the divine presence that exists throughout all realities. She was concerned because she thought using Source instead of God is blasphemous. I really appreciate her question because I know it comes from a place of love and a place of wanting to understand.
I’ll be candid with you. I’ve used the word Source for so long that I don’t even think about it.