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Universal Story Book

     I have long-ago learned the great value in sharing “my” stories— experiences from my own life—and the greater understanding I have gleaned from them.  In doing so, I’m able to provide a first-hand reference for others, revealing that we are never alone with our issues. 

Of course, other’s stories are no more or less valuable than mine.  My story, his or her story, their story—we are all reflections of each other—at some point, the boundaries between stories dissolve, leaving one big story book, one I call the Universal Story Book. 

This Universal Storybook is a veritable wealth of information: deep, deep reflections of how we keep ourselves small and disconnected, routes taken to bring ourselves home to a reliable sense of self, stories of rich inner self-discovery—mirrors offering the deepest of reflections, a 2020 view.

These stories are offered as tools—as catalysts even—to gain understanding, to step beyond self-limitation…and live from the heart of our own brilliance. My story, his story, her story…read, reflect and grow! The Time Is Now!!!

Saving a Life

     I have long dreamt of being a great freedom fighter and bringing greatness to mankind and being recognized for it. I wanted people to see my accomplishments. I was given many opportunities to live that dream. But below the surface I carried a belief of being unworthy that my anxiety and insecurity would always prevail and sabotage the experience.

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You Never Know

     I’m on a journey in Japan.  If you’d told me 10 years ago that this is where I’d be, I wouldn’t have believed it.  It’s been a long row to hoe, but I wouldn’t change a thing.

     A decade ago was the height of my “pantyhose & briefcase days”. Working as a sales manager for a large Manhattan company, happily married, with great friends, and earning great money, everything was seemingly “perfect”.  Why then did I feel such discontent? 

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The Ia Connection

     I went through a power surge in my early 50s - the real me trying to emerge.  Blocks of old programming and wounds made it confusing and fearful. I had been self negating, referred to everyone else’s needs and opinion as more valid than mine.   Ia's friend, and co-worker of many years, sat with me to help untangle my feelings.  We took deep breaths and listened to the creek flowing outside. 

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The Three Charac-teers 

     Helen is a very sad, immensely sad woman, who just wants "out."  She's so worn out by all of the giving...giving to everyone and everything.  Cooking, baking, reaping, sewing, hunting, gathering, coddling, caring, comforting, feeding, clothing, milking, loving, washing, sweeping, crying, hiding...she's tapped out.  She isn't a woman of many words, hardly speaking for much of her life - not because she isn't able.  There's no mental or psychological issue, just doesn't have an ounce of expressiveness to her personality.  She believes it is her life, to give...it is everyone's duty to give, so she gives.  She gives and gives again, and when she's weary, she gives more, because that's what she does

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To Know What I Know

     As we participants sat in class and listened to the message and the understanding of what Love is, I was eager to receive as much as possible. This drive to know that I know propels me beyond my present level of intuition.  I realize I am out past the ledge.  I have to sit suspended in mid-air and wait for it to all catch up to me.

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A Mountain of Support 

     The mountain that asks me to climb “her” is a hearty climb - about six miles up and six miles down or as they say here in Japan, 9 or 10 kilometers one way.  My thoughts about climbing this majestic, snow-capped mountain are conflicted.  A part of me anticipates the adventure and relishes in the sense of accomplishment I will have after I have done it.  Another part fears I may not get back down before dark and that I will spend the night alone and lost on the mountain.  Still another part fears failure – it says I lack the stamina to get to the top.

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Shalala

I have killed.
I have been killed.
Many times.
Neither one felt right.
Must we go down the same road again?
There is a fire within me,
a blazing fire.

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Seeking The Truth

     In the last decade or so "my" life has been all about healing - you name it, I've probably tried it.  More recently I've been working with Ia, who has helped me understand what true healing is.  THANK YOU. 

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The Vow

     My life has revolved around feeling sorry for those in suffering, which is why I became a healer. I can help others.  I can save them.  I will take their burden for them.  I recently had a session in which I saw a lifetime where at birth my mother was unable to care for me.  Hence, she gave me to the Celestine Monks to take care of me.  The head monk became a parent figure and raised me knowing I was very gifted.

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The Big Voice of Resistance

     In a class titled “Resistance and Responsibility,” the instructor asked the participants to give voice to their resistance. After concentrating to see my resistance, this is what emerged.

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The Gift of the Stones 

     The doctor’s words, “It is likely pancreatitis and that usually means hospital time” hit me hard. Given that many businesses were closing at noon and schools had already closed, my thoughts swirled like the snow outside as I made plans to spend some time with friends who lived near the main road. I knew I needed to wait until morning when the doc would have the blood test results to confirm his diagnosis.

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Transformation of Medicine

     In process of ascension we are moving into our brilliant minds, our higher selves. Old structures no longer support us (if in fact they ever did). As we transform ourselves, we also witness radical shift of structures around us.

     When I was starting medical school, some 20 years ago, I viewed medicine as an art. I never wanted to be a doctor, but somewhere between the combination of peer and parental pressure and curiosity—medicine started growing on me.

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No Danger, Only Experience

     While pondering a trip to my sister's wedding, whether to go or not, if my husband and son would go with me, how will we go, etc., the advice given to me was "you already know all of these answers".  I did know that I was going, I just didn't want to admit it to myself, I guess.  I quickly realized I would be going alone, and I would be driving from Wisconsin to Wyoming alone.  Yes, insane to many (my mom, my husband, most of my "friends"), but that's what I knew.  Once I found myself "willing" to proceed, it was very clear that I would be camping along the way.  My sister recommended KOA (Kampgrounds of America), and I soon found that I could stay at a KOA all the way.  It became a mantra - "KOA all the way".  I slept in my SUV, so no pitching a tent alone in the dark, etc., and best of all, no hotel room expenses. 

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To Restrain or Be Restrained

     I am lying in my crib, ready for a feeding and warm attention from my mother. I hear two women’s voices from the next room. I cry to let my mother know I need attention, and then…I cry a little louder. No response. I resort to amplifying these cries into emergency screams, but again, to no avail. My attempt to stand up or move is aborted by two clamps on either side of my baby shirt, rigged from underneath the mattress, while my feet and legs are carefully “tucked” into a baby sleeping wrap. Since I grew up strong and healthy, my mother must have appeared sometime.

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An Odyssey Into the Past to Heal the Present

     My experience with Ia has been—and continues to be—profound and deeply transformative. “Even though I’ve been a spiritual aspirant all of my adult life, it hasn’t kept me from being plagued with many karmic issues that I haven’t been able to resolve—whether through devotion, meditation, study or service. I’ve scraped the skies for answers to my life (which, by the way, looks “fine” from the outside).

     Working with Ia has been like getting on the “fast track,” cutting through the tangled web of many lifetimes to get to the core. An important aspect of what she does is to place full responsibility for everything squarely on our own shoulders—and that is extremely empowering.

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False Guilt

     Ia, just some thoughts that have occurred since my departure from the dark depths of my false guilt. I started this the other day and was interrupted, so it kinda feels like it has lost some of the momentum originally felt.

     You said something to me about leadership and that it is a lonely role.

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Oh, Crazy Me!!!

     One of the key tools I learned while working with Ia is that our ego has multiple personalities operating at different times or even simultaneously. As I have learned, my multiple personalities were created throughout various prior embodiments, and I brought to my present embodiment this multitude of personalities.  As I began to explore the nature of all my personalities, I realized that this is, in essence, a form of schizophrenia.

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A Second Chance

     One would think that true parenting would have more to do with the child than it would with the parent, but I've found just the opposite.  When I gave birth to my first child, I was deep in the midst of a full blown case of obsessive compulsive disorder.  So much so, that I ended up going to a hospital several states away and leaving my newborn baby for 6 weeks, while I went to try and heal.  The true healing didn't begin until I started doing my own inner work.  I began to gather the pieces that comprised the puzzle of my dysfunction, things from past life memories to "abuse" that occurred in this lifetime. 

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Better Than Two Ice Cream Cones

     A few days ago I had a colonoscopy experience that confirmed what I already knew.  My body is healthy, life always supports, and moving beyond resistance is not unlike asking for a second ice cream cone.

     When I arrived at the hospital, feeling rather smug about having have had no solid foods the day before, and having the survived the cleansing effect of drinking four liters of Golytely, I was quickly brought to my knees when the no-nonsense nurse asked for the name of my designated driver.  I had none...

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Mariposa

     My personal metamorphosis was not unlike that of the butterfly.  First, I started out as a ground crawler, living in my self-created ideas and stories—living life on MY terms.  Next, I entered the cocoon. Here I found the solitude and safety to examine my life, and the many unhealthy patterns that molded my behavior. As I began let it all go, I began to see myself emerging as this beautiful butterfly. At first, my wings were fragile, but through much practice, they have become amazingly strong. 

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Who Me?

I’m on a journey in Japan. If you’d told me 10 years ago that this is where I’d be, I wouldn’t have believed it. It’s been a long row to hoe, but I wouldn’t change a thing.

A decade ago was the height of my “pantyhose & briefcase days”. Working as a sales manager for a large Manhattan company, happily married, with great friends, and earning great money, everything was seemingly “perfect”. Why then did I feel such discontent?

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Hide It Under a Bushel

     The heart of a teacher, that's what I have.  I didn't always believe I could be what I carried inside of me.  I knew it was in there.  But, I didn't think I knew how to live what I came here to do.

     I grew up in a family of six...my elder sisters being twins a year older with a brother three years younger.  With alcoholism, gender confusion, and being the middle child after twins, I truly felt lost. 

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Ice Skates

     I glided across the frozen pond, arms stretched gracefully out, head up, and one leg held up a foot or two behind me. Nothing daring. The other leg was slightly bent at the knee and springing gently to absorb the shock of the bumpy surface. The blades are sharpened concave, which grips the ice and is especially important on the bumpy frozen pond that I had to myself this winter evening.

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She Eagle

     The great female eagle glided upwards slowly and soundlessly in the spiral of warm thermal air, wings outspread, flight feathers curled gracefully up in communion with Father Wind. She Eagle whispered:

 "Father, I tire of life,"
"Rest here now with me," answered Father Wind.

     After a time, the thermal began to diminish and she reluctantly banked out and began a descent.  She came to light on the high branch of the tallest pine on a small hill above the frozen river.  Hunched slightly, wings folded closely over her thick winter down, her sharp black eye scanned the brown and snowy terrain below. A human female sat at the base of the tree and now looked up at She Eagle with awe.

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