So many sites, what to read what not to read… my eye focus on like / dislike, but sometimes even an (personally) dislike page is good for others to be aware off… Anyhow, I read many, this 3 are for today:
(1) The Game of Life begins in the womb, in the womb, we begin to create our Spiritual Challenge of self doubt and personal limitations to play with. In the womb, for nine months, mamma and us are one person, what she thinks and feels is our first introduction to this world that we are going to be a part of and we use her feelings to create our doubts, fears and self challenges. We are getting an idea of what the world will be like and our self worth from her feelings. If you would like a scientific evaluation of what happens in the womb, please read Bruce Lipton’s The Honeymoon Effect. Our belief system is developed by us from conception to around 7 years of age, in reaction to how we reacted to others emotional expressions, we created our belief system to protect us from pain, fear and fear of more pain to come, this is a reactive function, we don’t have the ability to reason until we are 7 years old. By the time we are 7 years old our belief system has been established and in present time we will automatically react from our childhoods protective beliefs. When we change our limiting beliefs, we change our life, What we have created, only we can change, This can be a very difficult thing to do because our belief system is automatically protecting us when we are experiencing stress. With the use of bio-feedback from the body we can identify the age of cause, when we created a protecting a limiting belief, and re-program it to be constructive instead of destructive. With the assistance of a trained facilitator this can be accomplished simply, easily and effectively. We’ve been doing this in India and other countries for over 25 years with wonderful success, check our web site, ajnacenter.org
(2) Every cell of our body has total recall and remembers everything we have done in every life that we have lived and can be contacted and communicated with using kinesiology. The body knows the truth of what we did and knows what we need to do to transform any doubts and fears that may still be in need of present time awareness for our spiritual progress in this life. Energy follows intention and our intention for choosing to be a human on earth, is to find the value of everything. Experience is our true teacher and when we don’t find the value of something, it becomes a lesson unlearned and remains as unfinished business, for future lives.
These are the experiences from past lives that we select as our spiritual challenges in this life. We want another opportunity to value of those experiences this time, we are doing then again and again, until we find their value. This is the essential basis for Karmic recall. Seeing is relieving. Now that we are involved in being a part of the transformation of our world, it is important for us to improve our conscious awareness, so we can be of more assistance to the progress of this changing world. When we choose to change our energy and improve our life, we add more light to this changing world. Good for us, with the use of scientific kinesiology and the wisdom of people like Bruce Lipton, change is simple, easy and self rewarding.
This is whats going on:We are entering an expanding evolutionary era so it is time for us to roll up our sleeves, take a deep breath, and help to facilitate the most important crossing of a threshold for humanity in recorded history.
Sometimes it appears that all is the same with the existing global systems still in place. However, when you read between the lines and with your hearts, you realize that changes are occurring at a deep level reaching into the core structure of the Earth and within each of us. The old ways are failing heralding the promise of a new divine blueprint. This new blueprint is awakening in more and more people every day.
We are becoming galactic humans. Keeping our eyes on the “big picture” helps us all navigate the chaos as the old power structure is being dismantled. Remember, out of chaos comes divine order.
It was six in the morning and I sat on the balcony of our simple guesthouse, relishing the slight chill in the air and smooth teak floors under my bare feet. I was watching and listening as the day came to life. I wanted to soak it all in.
A door creaked and the young wife across the street emerged, gingerly carrying something. She placed a protective votive of marigolds wrapped in banana leaves on the windshield of her husband’s white truck; said a prayer and patted the hood to keep him safe for the day.
Mornings in Luang Prabang engaged all my senses. Neighborhood roosters announced the day while drowsy women swept sidewalks with their fluffy brooms. Yawning shopkeepers opened their doors, and the toddler across the street sucked on her juice cup and giggled as her teenage sister started her scooter to head off to school.
The sun had just popped over the misty mountains, framed by roof tops and palm trees. Grandmothers stoked breakfast cooking fires, and even the smoke smelled delicious. It reminded me of a camping morning. I felt like Pavlov’s dog anticipating treats to come.
Sleepy backpackers rolled in from an early-morning bus arrival, toting their cumbersome loads, Kelty and North Face strapped both front and back. I wondered, What in the world are they carrying in those massive backpacks? They were looking for a place to stay and I overheard part of their rate negotiation with the proprietor. “We can only afford $5 per person. $10! No, that’s too much.” So they ambled on down the road … with attitude.
The street vendors started their daily parade, selling, everything from fruit juice and sticky rice, to charcoal and rope. My favorite “plant lady” passed by with her bamboo pole laden with a basket balanced on each end, stuffed with staghorn ferns! Who would have guessed those were a door-to-door product?
Next came the serious, young Buddhist monks clad in saffron on their regular morning trek to receive alms from the faithful.
But my favorite event of the morning was “The Haircut on the Curb.” For most families, the street out front is an extension of their living space, used daily for routine chores. The Shopkeeper Dad next door is dedicated to his two cute sons, regularly comforting them when they fall; feeding them dinner in the evening while Mom minds the cash register. That morning must have been something special because Dad brought big brother out to the curb for a haircut before school. You could sense the love … and Dad seemed to know what he was doing!
Luang Prabang is a very special place – one of my favorite stops on our RTW. I knew I was going to miss the daily rhythm of life … but it will always be with me. I’ve read many other traveler’s accounts of visiting LP several years ago, and how it’s changed – become more commercial and overrun by tourists. I can see that … and I wish I could have seen it then. But I am content.