Women, Who Are We, Really? (January 10, 2011--1/10/11)

True empowerment comes for a woman when she realizes she does not need a
man or anyone else to validate her worth, assure her of her beauty or her
desirability or provide for her in any way.

True empowerment for a woman is when she realizes that she is, indeed,
whole, holy, divine; when she can embrace her imperfections and flaws and
see them as part of a perfect package.

Nothing in this world can stop an empowered woman living her passion.

Sometimes, others can give women experiences in:
control
judgment
guilt
shame
pride
greed
lust
gluttony
slothfulness
anger
envy.

Each of these experiences can take the foundation of peace right out from
under an individual, causing one to lose her balance and feel momentary
misery. The duration of the "moment" is in her control, however.

What women choose to do with these experiences can either create a "victim"
out of themselves OR bring forth their empowered, true nature.

In the end, victimhood is merely a temporary stepping stone to a woman's
discovery of WHO SHE REALLY IS.

Without those difficult experiences, what would we learn?

Every great story is written from an involved cast of creative characters and a
plot with many twists and turns that leaves the reader hanging on and turning
each page in eager anticipation.

Each of our lives can be fully embraced and each character acknowledged with
appreciation for their part in our story.

In the end...it's all about life and happily ever afters...... .

It's the getting there that can be exciting and met with acceptance and
gratitude, even in the void of the unknowns.

As we flow through our lives in grace and peace, the "Groundhog
Day" experiences need not be oft repeated as we learn our lessons most
rapidly.

Gratitude and joy speeds the process.

Smiles lighten both our own load and those beneficiaries of our gift of light.

May we each remember our divinity as we stretch our mental sinews to
maintain our peaceful balance and learn our lessons in self-discovery.
The revelation of WHO WE REALLY ARE is worth any and all the experiences it
took to get to that place.

As we remind each other--through our radiation of JOY--we, in essence, lift
each other's burdens.

After all is said and done, we can see that our initially painful interactions with
each other (most often spurred by the "male" qualities elicited by fear and
control) allowed for opportunities to experience and learn.

The whole set and scenery changes the moment we make the concerted choice
to live continually in our state of joy, remembering that, indeed, IT'S ALL
GOOD! (a.k.a. "it's all God!")

May we remember and LIVE,
Kimberly

Reverse Paranoia (January 9, 2011--1-9-11)

Oh, the JOY, the delicious JOY of realizing that EVERYTHING IN THE UNIVERSE CONSPIRES TO BLESS ME...when I don't get in its way!!! :-)

I accept!
I say "YES!"
Thank you!
Amen!

How blessed the day when each one is scurrying to make and distribute gifts of self to give to and bless each other! :-)

A global, daily Christmas for EACH ONE!

Oh, what fun! :-)

2 Cor. 1:20 "All of God's promises are 'Yea' and Amen."

New Friends (January 8, 2011--1-8-11)

Oh, the JOY of making a new friend! One that feels so comfortable that the getting-to-know-each-other feels more like a re-membering.

I was gifted this day with this opportunity. What a precious gift! Thank you!

True Friends (January 7, 2011--1/7/11)

I continue to feast on the fruit that is delicious beyond description.

Additionally, Krystal and I were able to enjoy a meal today with Beth, a dear, true friend. She has proved herself so often to be a "true" friend and to openly embrace and accept without judgment. Oh, the freedom and joy of being in the company of a true friend! :-)

Merry X-Day! (January 6, 2011--1/6/11)

Much of today has seemed like a kind of "Christmas" for me. I feel like the Universe is (unawares of most of sleeping humanity), like a loving parent who has expectantly planned and prepared for this time...eager to see my delighted and so-very-grateful unwrappings. Without words, I speechlessly bow my head.

Thank you Santa! :-)

Beauty (January 5, 2011--1/5/11)

How beautiful people seem to me. What a privilege I feel when I am permitted entrance into someone's heart and they feel free to share who they see themselves to be. Although I can always find the beauty in a person, their beauty multiplies greatly in my eyes when they are able to be honest...with themselves and with me and others. *THIS* is who I am... all the warts, weaknesses, imperfections included. How rare this quality is...that of accepting "Beauty" AND "The Beast" and realizing "It's ALL Good!" God don't make no junk!!! :-) Just 6.6 BILLION different flavors (compared to Baskin and Robbin's 31!)...all serving their own purpose...unique and delicious in their own right and way.

I had the opportunity to meet and visit with a person who seemed much more honest than most. What a joy for me to reflect back to them the tremendous beauty that I saw.

I pondered upon how NONE of us mortals REALLY *KNOW* and completely accept WHO WE ARE...completely...100%. We all are living (to varying degrees) under the delusion of "mistaken identity". All trying to find *Who I AM* in the eyes of another. Using make-up, the "right" clothes, house, car, career, etc. etc. to disguise the "hideous beast" lurking inside. Terrified of being seen *naked*, for who we really are! Most believing that a relationship can provide the missing component that will "make me feel whole".

And yet...how CAN two "things" relate to each other (or even attempt to) IF THEY ARE BOTH *HIDING*??? If I hold out my closed fists and ask you to guess what each contains (with no prior hints) and expect you to also see their relevance to each other...(hammer to nail, paper to pencil, earth to water, etc. etc.) then I am doing what so many lonely individuals do....attempting to find a relationship without even knowing their OWN *TRUE* identity, OR that of the other.

Something to think about.... :-)

Hugs,
Kimberly :-)

"Everything Is Beautiful"

(As recorded by Ray Stevens)
R. STEVENS

("Jesus loves the little children
All the little children of the world
Red and yellow, black and white
They are precious in his sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world")

Everything is beautiful in its own way
Like a starry summer night
Or a snow covered winter's day
And everybody's beautiful in their own way
And under God's heaven
The world's gonna find a way.

There is none so blind as he who will not see
We must not close our minds
We must let our thoughts be free
For every hour that passes by
You know the world gets a little bit older
It's time to realize that beauty lies
In the eyes of the beholder.

And everything is beautiful in its own way
Like a starry summer night
Or a snow covered winter's day
Ah, sing it children
Everybody's beautiful, oh in their own way
Under God's heaven the world's gonna find a way.

We shouldn't care about the length of his hair
Or the color of the skin
Don't worry about what shows from without
But the love that lives within
And we gonna get it all together now
Everything gonna work out fine
Just take a little time to look on the good side my friend
And straighten it out in your mind

And everything is beautiful in its own way
Like a starry summer night
Or a snow covered winter's day, ah sing it children
Everybody's beautiful, oh in their own way
Under God's heaven
The world's gonna find a way.

One more time
Everything is beautiful in its own way
Oh, in its own way
Like a starry summer night, or a snow covered winter's day.

(c) Copyright 1970 by Ahab Music Co.

Quiet Intensity (January 4, 2011--1/4/11)

Today was another quiet day...until my five "middle" children (ages 10-18) came over for "Date Night". Oh, how I have loved getting to observe the vast rainbow of humanity and the unique propensities of those I have been blessed to witness...my own children up close and first-hand. What an amazing and vast array "God" has created! On top of the singular uniqueness on display, is the intricate intensity of the interplay and exchanges constantly interacting and evolving.

I continue to marvel at the details of my life and how the WHOLE ENTIRE UNIVERSE appears to be conspiring FOR MY BENEFIT! As I have become more and more aware of the details that I have invited into my awareness, it has become quite amusing all the myriad details. Again, I'll share more at some point. :-)

Hugs,
Kimberly :-)

Communication (January 3, 2011--1/3/11)

Interesting...

The "cleaner" and "stiller" I get physically and mentally...
the clearer and louder the message becomes.

I carried on my deep cleaning today.

Although my *Cricket* internet service provider did not allow me to access the internet until this afternoon, I was able to "down-load" much more today from *Inner* sources. I filled several pages of notes in my *journal*.

I was able to pay off my large credit card debt through a 0% Balance Transfer with another institution today.

Baby Joey, the seven-month-old that I care for needed much re-training today. After four days away from me, he was greatly de-railed...out of routine, falling asleep during feeding, angry when I consistently made attempts to "wake him up" and finish eating, exhausted. Tomorrow, his parents are taking him in for cosmetic "circumcision". Because I was not asked for my perspective, I did not offer it. Oh, how I personally learned lessons in that book through my own experiences.

I have been told, and believe, that my life will NOT be in vain, that my lessons learned WILL benefit others...many others. I proceed in faith...Listening and pondering intently as I walk one foot, one moment, in front of the other.

I have so very much to share...when the time is right and the soil fertile.

All the while, I continue letting go of all "possessions" and figuring it all out.

Hugs,
Kimberly :-)

To BE (January 2, 2011--1/02/11)

Today and yesterday I spent mostly relaxing and deep cleaning inside. Through this, I received greater clarity and understanding about life. I will share more about this later.

I am amazed...and amazing! :-)

Hugs,
Kimberly

The "Dtoo-Dtee" (January 1, 2011/ 1-1-11)

This afternoon, I drove my newly 18-year-old son, Tanner, back to his dad's house. Tanner and his brothers and sisters had spent time with Krystal and I over this past week while celebrating our relationships along with Christmas/ New Year's/ and his birthday. What an intense, wonderful time! :-)

As I drove, I saw something that spurred a shared memory. When Tanner was a small toddler he had problems communicating because of a pronounced lisp. One day as I drove, he excitedly pointed to something outside the car and enthusiastically tried to share something. It sounded like he said: "Dtoo Dtee!!!!!" In trying to understand and share in his enthusiasm, I questioned, "What's a 'dtoo-dtee'?" Frustrated, he repeated, "No! 'dtoo-dtee'!" "Duty?" asked one of his older siblings. "NO! dtoo-dtee!" Tyler, Alyssa and Bryanne and I all attempted earnestly to make sense of what Tanner was attempting to convey--with no success. UNTIL...Tanner gestured with his hands at his feet while he said (and this, we DID understand), "You know...you take off your dtoos (shoes), dtie them, and dtrow (throw)them in the dtee(tree)!" Ahhh...NOW we understood! We had (now a few miles back) driven past the huge oak tree growing near the road that (as it must have been winter-time and leaf-less and easy to see its contents) was decorated with myriad pairs of shoes that had been tied in pairs and thrown up (in decoration?) into its branches. My children and I had (previous to this) called this tree the "shoe tree".

As Tanner and I reminisced on this tender memory of mis-communication turning (through shared desire and persistence) into communication, we then shared about communication itself. I poignantly offered my experiences of aching to be able to communicate with my dear friends in Ecuador, and how often it had brought tears to my eyes as our disparate languages did not allow for complete understanding. We talked about the acquisition of verbal language for children and its displacement of real communication via body language and the shared voice and understanding of "soul contact". I explored with him the concept of "reverse speech" and its acquisition in young children and my personal intrigue with this as Krystal had begun (at about 15 months old) to "speak" this...later substituting it with (its reverse) the english language.

I shared with him my belief that verbal language allowed for the proliferation of non-integrous communication, lying and deceit which, interestingly (at least for me) the invention of "reverse-speech" instruments are able to detect (though most of us do not have available, nor are many even aware of this).

I later pondered that the only real understanding *I* have is through *My* experience as "Kimberly". Through my personal endeavoring to REALLY LEARN through my life's experiences the lessons that I bring to *me*, I have attempted to become completely congruent with who *I AM* and live *TRUE* to *Me*.

This first day of the first month of this new year I am desiring to share daily entries of my experiences and my ponderings leading to (I hope) the wisdom that they might afford. I know not if anything I will live and attempt to share through this blog will ever be read by another...much less touch or help another life. But if, indeed, it does, or they do...my own life will be that much more blessed.

Recently watching the movie "Julie and Julia" which chronicled a year in the life of "Julie" as she worked through a cookbook of Julia Child and blogged about her experiences, I was struck with how her experiences did, indeed, end up affecting many others...and bringing to her her joy of sharing (through the written word) her passion (cooking food).

Although anyone who enters my home will attest that I seem to enjoy sharing food and feeding others...my TRUE JOY is blessing others with *spiritual food* and pointing their awareness more directly toward the *One* who can TRULY feed each one of us. For most of us, this *One* lies unheard and seemingly dormant deep within.

As I have become more and more focused on hearing and following this *One* within *Me*, I have heard unspeakable things that have given me tremendous peace and personal direction. What I have experienced goes way beyond the *path* that I had (as a young girl and teenager) thought I wanted to walk. But, OH, the JOY in walking an untrod path and finding my *Own* way.

I awoke this morning to scant lyrics from the tune "No Man Is An Island" going through my mind. As I looked up the full lyrics and pondered on them, I *saw*, again, how, indeed, we are all connected and this world-wide web can allow us each, individually, to share our separate-yet-intertwined experiences with each other, leading to the inevitable joining of hearts and minds into a global family, enriched through our own lives' experiences and the sharing and connecting of those with each other.

To life, love and shared "dtoo-dtee's"!

Hugs and smiles,
Kimberly :-)

"No Man Is An Island"
No man is an island,
No man stands alone,
Each man's joy is joy to me,
Each man's grief is my own.


We need one another,
So I will defend,
Each man as my brother,
Each man as my friend.


I saw the people gather,
I heard the music start,
The song that they were singing,
Is ringing in my heart.


No man is an island,
Way out in the blue,
We all look to the one above,
For our strength to renew.


When I help my brother,
Then I know that I,
Plant the seed of friendship,
That will never die.
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