I hear your cries out into the world at times of stress and angst. I hear you exclaim, “”Oh God. Or you say, Oh My God and at times of your duress, I hear, “Jesus Christ!” Welcome to the world of prayer. Welcome, Welcome, Welcome.

As you gently become aware of your body and your interior state of soul, you are opened up to the forces that guide you to seeing your way as you progress into the state of Grace. The healing starts. You begin to realize that what you are welcoming is healing from the inside outward.

If you let go of your desire for security, approval and for control you will change your nature of being, and so softly you will live noticing that there is barely wear and tear on your existence. You will have learned the first step in remaining aware of change and actuality. You have tripped momentarily into a state of grace and as you settle down, you are consumed with Gratitude.

Now that you have controlled security and approval, the next to transpire is letting go of your desire to change any situation, condition, person, but open into only yourself. Let us open to the healing actions and fill your environment with Grace and Gratitude.

















































Channeling Your DNA


You have many of your ancestors documented, birth, death, where they were born, where they lived, and their comings and goings from their original birthplaces. You have collected small bits of their lives and encounters. Mostly, you heard their successes and mostly how and where you came to be in the parade. You’ve gathered a few intimate things about some of your ancestors by word of mouth, and from the later ancestors who told stories about certain things.

But what you did not collect was their DNA readings except for the parts that you helped to carry down for the future inhabitants in your own DNA, plus the gift of the amazing particles that tie you to them and all of you to the future.

Since there is no way to bring into view the ancient DNA in reality, you and only YOU can channel it to the surface for inspection. Channeling is new to your game, mine, too.

Let’s try it. If nothing happens we are where we were before we started and your ancestral DNA is genetically in place.

Sit in a spot familiar to you. Reach way down inside and bring out handfuls of micro particles. Bathe yourself in them, spreading them gently all over your self. Do not be in a hurry. Sit for as long as it takes. Soon it will feel like tiny bubbles are popping all over your skin. You may begin to float. Keep in this elevated state. Raise yourself higher and higher, gathering particles as you move upward. Keep placing them all over your self. You reach the top level and with your eyes open gather the scenes. Do not come back too soon. The slower you ascend and descend, the fewer particles will be blown away. They are yours now, so keep them gently for all time. You may return to them whenever you wish and your DNA is freshly preserved.

You may encounter, as the DNA particles fly in your channeling experiences, whiffs and snippets of life long ago. Mine came drifting in as the sounds of an old radio program. It sailed in and across and then out of our bedroom window on a hot summer night. I have never been able to channel its return but other bits have performed. Once a huge bird sailed overhead casting shadows that whispered, “All is clear.” The next channeling experience produced a small girl telling the truth and begging to be believed. Many undertones of soft voices tell fragments of truth in your channeled world. You are pleased to go into the experience with knowledge and an understanding that you are involved in positive vibrations.

I am not irrational and neither are you. We are just tuned into ourselves.

What Gives You Hope, Joy, Laughter and Peace?

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Hope is a word that makes you want to listen. We listen to others who are sounding hopeless and give them our attention and some hopeful words. Their expressions change and you can read that change in their eyes. You chat, the two of you, each to go on your appointed ways when then you realize that not only the stranger gained from your hopeful chat, but you gained as well. Your steps are lighter, smiles stayed on your lips, longer, and you are left to wonder who you can chat with next.

Joy comes packaged inside the brain called the neo cortex, wrapped lightly in disappearing bands, holding the various lobes. This is a boiled down version, but you know how to activate joy by speaking lovely soliloquies to other person who will hear and take it to his or her neo cortex. We get it, yet practice makes it natural.x

You are hoping to work out a little experiment. The next encounter you make will seize and give confidence. The little petite lady who dyes her hair black emerges from the pharmacy scowling. She is definitely not happy. You go up to her and do a little old time jig. She lifts her eyes and dances with you. Certainly this was not expected. You both continue the laughing and end in laughter as well. She thanks you for the enjoyment of the moment and you thank her for yours. Off you both go to share a smile and the laughter elsewhere.

Peace has many and varied connotations. The one I refer to here may be the one you get from smelling the roses. Peace is freedom to enjoy and a lack of fear. Prayers for peace between nations are on record. Peace and peaceful negotiations between people and places on the earth are needed to be able to share our planet with all of its inhabitants. Love strong and share peaceful moments, as your love is the ingredient that glues all of the elements together





My eyes have seen crystalline hues

As well as myopic views

Foggy sights do not bewilder them,

And lonely stark, dark nights they do not condemn

Sometimes I remember not day or night

Going all kinds of places in my mind

Let me go and enjoy being kind.

My friends are all gone

And I am alone

It is a new dawn.

I live with song and rhyme

Gives me reason to climb

Heights I can still reach

In my mind are never far behind.

I made promises to my family

And the truths all came forth

And I kept them all to the best of my ability.

None lost to futility.

When I lay me down

All gather round

Put a tiara around my head

And know that I am finally dead.

By: Sheila Clapkin

“Too Bad I wasn’t the ME I am now, 50 years ago”


“Too bad I wasn’t the Me, I am now, 50 years ago.” Elaine said.

I believed her, and then I looked into her beautiful face and thought if she were any better people would drop to their knees in the streets where she walks. I have considered, contemplated and pondered   her statement for months and have decided, she only half remembers 50 years ago.

Let’s look at this statement closer. If I attached this saying to my life 50 years ago, I would say I had the stay on power of a racehorse. Fifty years later, I have the same staying power, but that of an 18-year-old cat.

I could run circles around myself and accomplish the work of many women. Just me. Yes, true as it was, now I can go in circles not knowing which way I intended to go and when I got there would not remember why I came.

Fifty years ago, I wrote to the wind and thought my letters to friends and family, were the best. Oh these days of maturity and the adding of 50 years bring a new status to what one can and cannot write. Another words, I am now censored by age, and the freedom blowing in the wind is just not in sight as it was some 50 years ago.

Forty-seven years ago, I was pregnant and had 5 children in 4 1/2 years. The twins were the 4th and 5th babies. I just do not fancy being pregnant again, ever! But 50 years ago it was such a grand idea.

Old in calendar years, but in her prime is what the beautiful lady meant. I surely do get that, don’t you?

The “Me” fifty years ago had hopes and dreams etched in my brain. They did come true so they are gone from my thoughts replaced by hopes of other things such as will I get up to see another day? Did we think of death and illness half a century ago? We thought of the health and well being of our babies and here and there for our family members.

I was asked at a conversations party: Can you picture your death? What the… huh? Most answered with a resounding No. The sad part of this question for me is the answer is a resounding yes. I see the same dying scene over and over, so most times I choose not to look.

Fifty years ago I was not afraid of an approaching death, now I am terrified of all that I still have to do, and to endure to get there.

The me 50 years ago didn’t drink coffee. I felt motherly. I felt educated and 50 years later the world has run away with dreams and revelations I never imagined. 50 years ago I had mounds of hair, and now I am lucky to comb it so that the creaks and cracks cover my scalp.

My father wanted to make it to one hundred. He fell short, but he got a lot of good years in saying he was one hundred. He was not lying, my father never lied; he was just announcing hopefulness.

So in hindsight, and in looking ahead, we are the 50 year olds we were then, just 50 years older. In pondering this subject, I realize I am much the same, just physically becoming a bit ravaged and mentally certainly much more anxious than 50 years ago. When you analyze there has to have been much mental processing and physical endurance to get through fifty years. I know in the present scheme of things I do not have another 50 years even if I double them at the end. My hat is off to you if you have had the extra 50 years to deliberate and deliver. Let us grab onto the next fifty and not worry about the statistics. Let us continue on and beyond what was heretofore not promised to any of us.

Thank you for thinking out loud beautiful Elaine!


Venn Diagram









Notice the singular and the overlapping areas among the circles.

The circles curve and enclose common elements where alike stand together.

Relationships are developed and arched and held beneath as like, even remotely alike are captured and held together.

If something is shared in common, their relationships have formed and formulated. What is the good of captured elements organized in like kinds.

It is a logical development in unraveling the elements of perhaps truth. Elements of the universe and gathering together help to share knowledge in a formulated and scientific way for broader understanding.

In understanding Venn Concepts you can make assumptions that when studied hopefully bring conclusions. When reasoning is part of the equation, one must have the gathering and a reaching out passion to evaluate and address the questions. The Venn approach brings all of the components together and allows the fitting together of your information.

When you order a higher-level thinking you can draw your own personal Venn diagram. See your information visually and conquer what it is that fits the magical working puzzle pieces into your life. Congratulations.

Be Aware


My eyes have been opened and I am in awe of the process. The first eye opening process came from being very nearsighted.

I saw everything in magnifying glass dimensions. Everything was up close and personal. I was caught looking at another student’s paper during a test in the beginning of 4th grade. The teacher went ballistic on me. After her horrid diatribe, I had the wherewithal to tell her I could not see the board and I did not copy answers. I told her that I had my own answers, but I could not see the board, so I did have to copy the questions. This ended up after much hullabaloo with me seeing an optometrist and getting fitted for my first pair of GLASSES.  I thrived for the next segment of my life, but the nearsighted view of the world, put me into a self-centered arena. Being self-centered is where most people reside. You know what you see, you add what you hear, and you do what you do. For me, the self-centered existence has lingered for the longest time and been the most profound.

The next segment for me was the cocoon, the chrysalis, and the metamorphosis, which is “a change of the form or nature of a thing or person into a completely different one, by natural or supernatural means.” This change was paramount to me. Becoming a nice, fairly well rounded, accomplished person, who has never stopped being nearsighted, is cherished.

Regarding the nearsightedness in human beings, I want you to know that what I love about myself is that I have been nearsighted all of my life and I love that view. Now that cataracts are just beginning to grow, some one of these days I will have to have cataract surgery. Then, you as well as I have to make a decision. Do you put in a nearsighted lens or a 20/20 lens, or wait until you are nearly blind with indecision. I want to be nearsighted. I can see the world in old dimensions. I can pick up the teeniest little bit of information and I can see the world, as a few others have been able to see it. How many of you can say you have seen the world under a microscope? You have no idea what you can see being nearsighted. It is like going around in your life here and there using a magnifying glass. That will/would be hard to give up wouldn’t you say?

Putting in a 20/20 vision lenses in my eyes to be used day and night, day in and day out, would cast my view in completely different vistas. I would not be able to go into my heretofore known world without help. So, I would be beholden to the nearness or handiness of a magnifying tool that my eyes have always done for me.

My friend C. says to get the 20/20 vision lens because when you are a really, really old lady, in a retirement or care facility, they will always be losing your glasses, so 20/20 will be helpful. Not having to look for your glasses everyday more than once or twice would be fantastic.

Heretofore, I have always been a nearsighted lifetime adventurer, a self centered one, and a morphed one will be a future decision, so I am going to, and hope you do, too, make the best of things as they are right NOW!



The Second Hand Hanukkah Party



I am having a Second Hand Hanukkah Party this year. Instead of bringing my vintage pre antique treasures to the Good Will, I have begun to put them on the dining room table and will allow guests to choose their vintage Hanukkah gifts. The youngest will go first and so on, round and round until the table is empty. I have decided to tell them that we put a hundred dollar bill in one of the gifts to add extra excitement to the gift giving.

So many people are downsizing and those two words stick in my craw. In downsizing, people cram their blessings from the past into cartons and bags and shed tears as they drop them off and get their coveted tax exemption receipt.

Now you may want to know how hard it is to give your treasures away. It might have had some difficulties years ago, but not today. They opened a Good Will down the street from us and we drop in on occasion. There are my things, or shall I say things like mine. Anytime I want a dish for graceful grapes, or a dish for dainty olives, or a platter for large meat dishes, or perhaps a scalloped dish for creamy veggies, or a dish for cheese and crackers, all I have to do is go down the street to the charity shop and for $ 2.99 I can buy something I may need. If I need a very dressy jacket, a sporty cashmere sweater, or a never worn crispy blouse, I can go and get one for a few dollars. I don’t need to worry yet, because my stuff still has stuff.

I did shop in the various stores where in the past I have purchased great gifts, but my mind turned to the drawers full of my treasures, soon to belong to others via the Second Hand Hanukkah gift share. I feel happy.


I’d Give Anything..

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I realized lately that I have been saying to myself that I would give anything to be young and strong. I would give anything to feel great everyday at the crack of dawn, plus for the whole day, falling into a well-deserved slumber the whole night through. I tell myself, I’d give anything to do this and that, here and there. I say to myself I’d give anything to be thin at will. I realized this negative self-talk when three big burly brutes set up tables and chairs for a gathering at our home in twenty-four hours. I said to the boss, “Enjoy you youth and your strength, because I’d give anything to be strong like you fellows.” Then and there, I realized my lie.

Well, I’ll have you know, I am totally lying to myself by saying I’ll give anything because I will not. I realize I am begrudging myself as I am. I am telling myself I want to go backwards when in reality all we all have is to go forward.

I would never give up my home, my family, my friends, and life as it is for anything.  Faced with a trade off, I would end up the same as I entered. That’s the truth. I would never change my health situation for something someone else has because there is too much out there that I will not trade even for a second.

So if you say or hear anyone say, “I’d give anything for this or that, they are lying to themselves and don’t even know it. It gives them a momentary spurt of influence, but not a reality.



A grasshopper, when observed, flits from one space to another, not traveling very far from each landing.

A grasshopper’s mind does not seem to run far and wide from my perspective, but from his or her perspective it is everything.

This critter is living wholly in the moment, knowing only what it sees, hears, and what it can eat in its surroundings.

The relatives of the grasshopper family, the crickets, join in the space and sing way into the night. Their party is an open invitation

I know because I have a grasshopper and a cricket in the down stairs living room. It is totally quiet, until we walk within range, and then the cricket sings and the grasshopper explores.

Shall we learn from the grasshoppers and the crickets? Live in a small space, look only to live within means, explore, invite the relatives, party all night, and rock to the rhythm of the universe

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