Premature Baby Brought Back to Life by his Mother

Energy Trumps What we Think we Know about Life and Jamie begins his life with his chosen family! :)

This story made me happy. As I watch the news and take in the different streams of thought and opinion (energy), the faces' expressions, the voices and all sounds, the way the camera angles offer me the view, the colors, the timing, the tricks of the trade as well as the passion to share and to educate- I heard this story from a friend who saw it on the news, then I looked it up in cyberspace. I kept smiling. I was so happy to hear a story of revival, of love, of such acceptance of love and just the great gift of love and life that it tempered very nicely the controversy and sadness of many other stories. Wonderful! Thank you....

Orbs at the Beach?

A participant at the Spiritual Philosophy seminar here in Pittsboro on Sunday brought several pictures she had taken while on vacation at the beach. Two pictures were taken from their balcony at night, with the beautiful white moon shining on the water. Here is another, same angle, same camera, same moon. Orbs? :)))) Beautiful! Thanks, Carolyn!

We Are Reflective Beings

Four-Letter Words

What do you think?

This is a fun picture that I took outside my parent's home facing a line of trees. It was dusk and a cool dry evening. I was waiting for my parent's to come outside to take pictures with me. I was clicking away hoping to capture orbs and never saw the "mist." My father and I were reviewing the photos later in the evening and you can image the wonderful surprise that was waiting for us! It is the only photo that has the "mist" as it is my habit to click three pictures in a row.
The best part of the picture is how it promotes a conversation about energy. Who am I? How do I recognize that I am energy? How do I "see" it in my every day life? Should I be afraid?

What do you think of the picture?

“Attachments are strings of the physical world that hold us tied to the consciousness of the physical world.” (xiii) Bridges of Consciousness: Self Discovery in the New Age by Kathy Oddenino.

In my late 20’s, not so long ago, I went along with a group of friends to the Outer Banks of North Carolina to enjoy our friendship and the new experience hang gliding. We gathered on the beach early the next day to sign up and sign out, so to speak to hang glide.
“This is a dangerous sport,” the instructor said. “You need to understand this and sign a waiver." Without thinking in detail about what I was about to do, I signed the waiver. He requested a volunteer to demonstrate how to strap in with the instructor (it was a tandem ride) and glide in the air over the Atlantic Ocean. I raised my hand; in fact, I was the only one to volunteer.
After we were both safely strapped in the harness of the hang glider, attached to a pick-up truck, the truck began to move at a slow speed down the beach. When the truck reached a particular speed, the instructor flipped a switch and the hang glider released from the truck. I felt no panic at this point because even though hang glider released from the truck, I felt a sense of security because there was a long rope tethering us to the truck.
The glider began to rise higher and higher as the air currents went under the wings and picked it up towards the open sky. Then the instructor released the rope that attached to the truck that parked on the beach. My stomach sank and I panicked because I thought I was going to die. I no longer had the rope to keep me safe. I was no longer “attached” by a “string” to the ground. As I let go of the illusion that the rope kept me safe, I began to feel the exhilaration of soaring in complete freedom. The experience of soaring above the clouds over the Atlantic Ocean is a memory that I hold dear in my mind. (Oh yes, I did go for a second ride that day.)

Now in my mid-40's, I can understand that experience was just a preview of what was to come as I begin to understand myself as energy. I look forward to soaring in complete exhilaration each day as I experience, acknowledge and understand myself as energy in matter.

Waving on a Sunday afternoon

An Animation from a friend (energy in action!)