Raising Vibrations

July 31, 2013

Too often we believe because someone is family or a close friend that we have to hang in there, allowing them to dump their anger, self-centeredness, and emotional unconsciousness onto us. We feel this is how we love them. That it is our duty not to rock the boat.

Wrong! Over the course of my life I have set countless boundaries with family and friends. I learned that loving another person is not about allowing them to abuse us. Love always seeks to bring a higher, wiser level of awareness than what created the negative situation in the first place. Yes, it is challenging because boundaries shine a light on wounded, negative dynamics. But to love both ourselves and other people we must accept the truth that if we do not establish limits then we are enabling those who treat us badly to continue to do so.

Our families are intended to be an important area of safety, support and love. Families are the first area in which we need to set and maintain healthy boundaries. If we do not then we are teaching our children that mistreatment, disrespect, and even abuse are okay. And none of these is ever love.

Raising Vibrations

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Sincerely,

Lena Jácome

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“…To be human
is to become visible
while carrying
what is hidden
as a gift to others.

To remember
the other world
in this world
is to live in your
true inheritance.

You are not
a troubled guest
on this earth,
you are not
an accident
amidst other accidents
you were invited
from another and greater
night
than the one
from which
you have just emerged…”

David Whyte

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Sincerely,

Lena Jácome

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Rhonda Byrne

July 26, 2013

You were not born to struggle. You were not born to live a life where the moments of joy are few and far between. You were not born to toil in your work five days a week, with fleeting moments of happiness on weekends. You were not born to live with limited energy, feeling exhausted at the end of each day. You were not born to worry or be afraid. You were not born to suffer. What would be the point of your life? You are meant to experience life to its fullest and have everything you want and, at the same time, be filled with joy, health, vitality, excitement, and love, because that is an amazing life.

Rhonda Byrne

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Sincerely,

Lena Jácome

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Don Diego de Sachavacay

July 24, 2013

If we don’t learn to be humble, we will experience great fear at the moment of our death. Everybody wants to be a big tree. Everyone wants to be the biggest tree, the tree that has more money, or the tree that knows more about this, or the tree that has done more of the other. When the hurricane comes, all the trees can fall down. When the hurricane comes, if the power of the wind is strong enough, the trees will fall down. But the grass, which is something that everyone steps on, remains the same. It doesn’t change at all because of the big storm. Spirituality is understanding the power of the grass, understanding the power of the smallest, and becoming closer and closer to this essence, and letting go more and more of our personality.
-Don Diego de Sachavacay

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Sincerely,

Lena Jácome

Twists and Turns
I may never know
the twists and turns
you have taken
on your path

I may never know
the dark nights
of your soul
or the irritants
that sourced your pearls
I may never know
the turmoil
you have endured
or the bliss
you have embraced
to become who you are
but I do know
these unknown parts of you
twisted and turned
in the great wheel of life
allowed you to lead me now
to the gates of the garden

for through you
I have learned
to embrace the turmoil
to endure even the bliss
of my life
as I work the irritants
into pearls of my own
And you may never know
the gratitude I feel
for the gifts you have given
because it cannot be conveyed
in a hug
or contained
in a “thank You”
but it will go with me
on all the twists and turns
of my own path
and it will grow with me
through all the years to come
in the garden
of my becoming

-Nick Leforce
Walking the Landscape of the Soul

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Sincerely,

Mokasiya ~ Back Home

July 19, 2013

There is little time left now
for sharing your night’s drama
rest the pain
the sorrow of your thoughts
on a cloud of unconscious forgiveness
stop trying so hard to be fully aware
of conscious suffering
digging out the old broken weapons
of guilt, blame, betrayal, and shame
share the star field
of your singing voice
write love poems
to grasshoppers, frogs and sunspots
dance barefoot on the earth
spinning, spinning,
until you know nothing about the illusion of gravity
then anoint your neighbors feet
with the brush stroke of your hair
paint passion fruit
in the heart of Mystery
and laugh, laugh,
laugh your way
back home.

-Mokasiya

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Sincerely,

Lena Jácome

Some day, if you are lucky,
you’ll return from a thunderous journey
trailing snake scales, wing fragments
and the musk of Earth and moon.

Eyes will examine you for signs
of damage, or change
and you, too, will wonder
if your skin shows traces

of fur, or leaves,
if thrushes have built a nest
of your hair, if Andromeda
burns from your eyes.

Do not be surprised by prickly questions
from those who barely inhabit
their own fleeting lives, who barely taste
their own possibility, who barely dream.

If your hands are empty, treasureless,
if your toes have not grown claws,
if your obedient voice has not
become a wild cry, a howl,

you will reassure them. We warned you,
they might declare, there is nothing else,
no point, no meaning, no mystery at all,
just this frantic waiting to die.

And yet, they tremble, mute,
afraid you’ve returned without sweet
elixir for unspeakable thirst, without
a fluent dance or holy language

to teach them, without a compass
bearing to a forgotten border where
no one crosses without weeping
for the terrible beauty of galaxies

and granite and bone. They tremble,
hoping your lips hold a secret,
that the song your body now sings
will redeem them, yet they fear

your secret is dangerous, shattering,
and once it flies from your astonished
mouth, they–like you–must disintegrate
before unfolding tremulous wings.

-The Return by Geneen Marie Haugen

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Sincerely,

Lena Jácome

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Daniel Votino ~ Today

July 15, 2013

Today I woke up and
I was everything I wanted to be.

I forgave myself of everything that
had ever made me feel ashamed.

I loved everyone everywhere…
even those who hurt me.

I sent love to those who
have lost their way.

I wasn’t afraid of anything anymore.

I realized I was endowed with
all the power of the Universe…
to think…to feel…and create,
and to love all that I have created.

I reveled in the realization that this
is the sum total of all I have
intended for myself to date.

I realized that right NOW is the only moment
there ever really is, was, or will be.

I knew that all my past, except
what was good, was gone.

I made a pact with myself never to forget
to hold this feeling as if it were a little child…
for indeed it was.

Today I woke up and I was everything
I wanted to be.
Daniel Votino

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Sincerely,

Lena Jácome

I used to think I needed a powerful man, someone who could protect me from the harshness and evils of the world. What I have come to realize is that…the powerful man I was looking for would be foremost, someone who supported me in keeping myself on track spiritually, and in so maintaining clarity within myself, that life would present fewer problems. When it did get rough, he would help me forgive.
I no longer wanted somebody who would say to me, “Don’t worry honey, if they’re mean to you I’ll beat them up or buy them out.” Instead, I want someone who prays and meditates with me regularly so that fewer monsters from the outer world disturb me, and who when they do, helps me look within my own consciousness for answers, instead of looking to false power to combat false power.
There’s a big difference between a gentle man and a weak man. Weak men make us nervous. Gentle men make us calm.

Marianne Williamson

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Sincerely,

Lena Jácome

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Powers of the South, the Summer, I come to you in prayer

In the midday light without shadow,

I thank you for lessons for growth, passion and relationship.

I pray to be with the sacred fire of the South

in a transformative way.

I ask for courage in this place of action and change;

I ask that my will be guided by right intention

and that my medicine be good

under the bright sun.

Let my idealism come not from self righteousness

or anger,

not from arrogance.

Powers of the South

I pray for the soul’s awakening to love

and for the vigor of youth to be within in my sacred dance.

May I express through every aspect of manifestation

the joy and grace of life’s vitality.

May I fully live!

-Loren Cruden

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Sincerely,

Lena Jácome

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