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.
©
January 01, 2011
November 12, 2010
"Krystal's Kreations"
Who would have guessed??? :-)Krystal and I have gone into business. Together, we are making bracelets! :-)
It has been a wild and precipitous ride since arriving back in Arizona from Ecuador (June '09) right when the economy had taken a major plunge and 1000's of qualified, certified teachers were laid off throughout the state. What is a single mom, with no more money, no job, NO outside "assistance" of any kind, nor "family" to lean upon, to do???
I initially found a job assistant teaching at a very small charter school (K-3 grade) of inner-city, mostly hispanic children. Krystal attended Kindergarten there, and I worked closely with her teacher. I also was the "specialist" with its population of "special needs" children, witnessing many small miracles, and seeing confidences soar. In the afternoons, I would help the students enjoy and appreciate music. Although I appreciated working with the poor and relatively "humble" population here in the "States", and made fast friends with the other teachers, I was required to draw heavily upon my available credit line to pay expenses each month, even with our ultra-simple life-style. I attempted to find additional part-time work, endeavoring to establish group music classes ("Music is FUNdamental!") in the afternoons, but nothing ever came to fruition. Curious???!
I had been lead to believe upon hiring and through various conversations throughout the year that as the school expanded and the director added a classroom the next year (now in session), that I would have that (full-time, salaried) position. Although still very meager by most U.S. standards, and certainly by my former standards, it would still pay over three times what I was making and I would be able to meet our monthly expenses as well as climb back out of debt. However...
In the middle of May, after a teacher (surprisingly) commented to me that the director had advised her that I would be heading the school's summer school program, I realized that some communication was necessary and that I would have to initiate it. I had already accepted summer employment with former neighbors and friends and had a waiting clientelle for group tutoring classes for the summer. Long story short, I was informed that she, the director, was hiring someone else, a male, to take the new class this next year, as the children, she felt, needed a male role-model. Additionally, she wanted to use his computer and administrative skills to "groom" him to take over her position as she expanded into additional school sites. She wanted me to continue on in the same position, with the same pay as I had. HOW COULD I??? (Even if I had wanted to.) :-)
Something deep inside me had, for those last several weeks, been whispering: "No man can serve TWO 'Masters." Finally, I understood that I had been putting "Ms. Margaret" up...as my "master". No matter how much loving service I was rendering, I was still relying upon another (Her) to provide for our financial needs. Ah-ha!
There are so many details of this last chapter of my life story which are pretty amazing, but will need to be shared at a different time and venue. But...I suddenly found myself back in the job searching market, with only a fragment of my credit line left. What to do now???
KNOWING that I would only find the "highest path" if I remained in peace and faithfully followed any and all impressions and opportunities that availed themselves...I have been searching continually for "the answer" to this quandry.
Ohhh, that the Worldwide United Foundation were already in place...to benefit EACH of US...AND Krystal and I!
Staring face-to-face with the ever-present possibility that Krystal and I would be out on the streets soon, I chose to, instead, keep my vision bright and strong. At various moments, this was a Herculean task. My mind was open to anything (and, I mean, Anything!), though how to juggle all the variables (which I will leave to the reader's mind--many I am not able to disclose at this time), was quite a wonder.
At the request of a new friend, I accepted to care for her toddler in my home. This brought in a little money. I also was able to benefit from food stamps. Although I was strung along for many weeks past their appointed time-frame for an answer, I was finally told that I was denied any unemployment insurance because, in their opinion, I had "quit" my job and that ammeliorated my opportunity for assistance from the government.
It almost appeared to me to be a "comical" situation. How long will Kimberly be able to remain in peace, trying "door" after "door", smiling through all this? How many "dead ends" and cement walls will she come to in her pursuit to find something (anything!) to provide for herself and her small daughter???
I KNEW, somehow, that the answer WOULD come! Again, leaving out many, many amazing details....
One day as I was searching on-line, I happened upon a work-from-home situation, making handcrafts for a company. Hmmm. As I was thinking through this possibility and researching the company and the testimonials from their employees, Krystal was coming in every few minutes to have me tie off a bracelet that she was making. Half-interested in her creations, time and again one of us would drop the strand and it would fall to the carpet, requiring her to start over...again! Finally...I gave her my full attention and had my "Ah-ha" moment!
Krystal and I could enter into business ourselves! I would have NO ONE over me that I would be looking to for a pay check, direction, communication, etc. Krystal obviously was very tenacious and talented in what she had been doing for the last couple hours. Her bracelets (using the simple child's kit that her sister Bryanne and friend Colton had bought her for her birthday) were extraordinarily well-designed for a 6-year-old. They were balanced, symmetrical, interesting and beautiful. What could she do if I fully "came on board"? I have always loved creating things of beauty!
Even more importantly, my heart had yearned to find a solution which benefitted not only us...but the entire world! I had ached to create some way to live my passion, help bring forth Krystal's hidden propensities and interests, and help further the cause of the Worldwide United Foundation...thereby uniting in heart and mind the global brotherhood of man as we cared for each other...ALL of us on the planet.
Thus, "Krystal's Kreations" was born.
In my mind, "Krystal's Kreations" goes farrr beyond a mother-and-young-child business venture. In my mind, this is the beginning of something GLOBAL. I see "Krystal's Kreations" as being one of the first steps in each individual on the planet finding something that THEY can do or create to bring them joy AND help bless the rest of humanity. My vision is vast. My desires to help bring the PEACE ON EARTH for EACH of US is strong and not-to-be-extinguished! Although our simple needs will be taken care of, I believe, I see our ability to contribute to this amazing foundation growing and growing.
Since the "Gilbert Farmer's Market" opened up, nearly 4 weeks ago (nearly right-around-the-corner from us!), we have been able to find a way to "market" the hundreds of bracelets that we have made. Krystal initially contributed all of her birthday money and I have, literally, used our last cents to find and purchase the beads and other needed materials. Thankfully, a few others have even donated additional beads. I, truly, am walking this path with the faith and determination that our rent will be able to be paid...and much, much more!
Initially, one dollar of each bracelet sell is going to the Worldwide United Foundation. As our basic needs are met and this vision is accepted by others and expands, I believe that we will be able to contribute much more.
I may write in the future more about the unforeseen and interesting path that led us here, but suffice it to say at this point that WE ARE HAVING FUNNNNN! :-)
Although, officially observed as "one must work for his bread!" and "the curse of Adam", that one must "labor all the days of his life"...by "the sweat of his brow"....
I truly believe that the "Curse" can be overcome and undone. Although celebrated yearly as "Labor Day" and lived out throughout the world (EACH DAY!) by many groveling "poor" and humble, some for every moment of their miserable life...
I believe with all of my heart that THERE *IS* Another Way! :-)
In a nut-shell: I believe that it is *God's* Work and Glory to "bring about the immortality and eternal life of mankind". I believe that it is *MY* Work and *MY* Glory to Live Passionately and Kindly (in all things obeying the "Golden Rule") as I *Play* and *Have Fun* finding *MY* opportunities to be the "Creator" that *I AM* and that contribute to the beauty and harmony of the world. :-)
I would like to invite others to join with us. What is it that you enjoy doing? What brings *YOU* JOY as you passionately undertake it? One might have to, possibly, expand one's vision here. I know *I* did! (Creating beautiful, unique bracelets to sell to others when I don't even wear jewelry myself certainly was quite a new thought for me!) :-) But, you, too, can find and have an open mind and heart...! :-)
Let's together, collectively, bring forth the joy and peace on earth...in each heart and EVERY home.Simply, it requires,
First: signing the petition found at www.worldwideunited.org
and then: doing what you love that benefits others (even another's "vanity" :-) ).
We need no longer look to nor lean upon any other "Master" but that "Creative" still voice inside our own heart.
What do you think? Better yet, How do you *FEEEEEEL*?
If *I* can do it, from my precarious situation...YOU CAN, TOO!
With tremendous respect for each one of us...
Let's DO IT!
Hugs,
Kimberly :-)
August 29, 2010
Bumper Cars
Marti, a dear friend, took both Krystal and I a few days ago to “Amazing Jakes” to celebrate Krystal’s birthday. After eating, Krystal was free to explore many of the available attractions: a carousel, train, bumper cars, mini roller coaster, tea-cups, etc. As we each buckled in to a bumper car and she was instructed on how to “drive” hers … I pondered on the allegorical similarities of “bumper cars”… to life.
When in a bumper car, it is a given that we will be jolted and rammed –even if we do nothing our self to initiate it. Another driver will either-- through seeking a “thrill” of getting a reaction from us or simply because of logistics and wanting to get to “somewhere else” and we happen to be in the space between -- run right into our vehicle, potentially giving us quite a shaking.
I thought of how in life there appears to be so many obstacles. Most of those involve our relationships with another person. Even when we are seeking to live a serene and uncomplicated life, it may seem that we cannot escape the bumps and bruises provided by our interactions with others.
However, I have only witnessed people shrieking with pleasure, great smiles and laughter seeping from their faces while getting jolted during a bumper car experience. What has happened to cause so many in this “real” world to walk around with frowns and feelings, thoughts and actions of “victimhood”? Could it be, possibly, our expectations we have for the experience…and each other (the drivers of the “other vehicles”)? Could those expectations have arisen from the perspectives that we have adopted that have been “supposed to” serve us here in life…but perhaps are doing the opposite of bringing us lasting happiness?
I believe so.
I love to watch people. I guess you might call me a perennial “observer” of human nature. How do those two friends who just “bumped into” each other at the mall respond to each other? How do the drivers of those two cars who just “bumped into” each other react? What if one of them had maintained his peace, would that have affected the intensity of the other’s reaction? What about the lovers? When she gets excited over a new-found item, how does he respond? How does his response affect her, as displayed by her body language, words and voice? How do either of their responses change over time and repeated experiences together?
I love to watch movies for the same reason. Hmmm…. There are currently about seven billion different perspectives, coming from seven billion different people sharing this planet. Each one different. How do they each respond when in a certain experience? Without consciously being able to observe each one, at least the movies are allowing me the opportunity to see from another’s’ viewpoint and consider his or her reality for that brief window of time.
Another thing I enjoy is to stand in shallow moving water such as the ocean or a wave pool. Am I able to maintain my balance and stand strong as the water moves around me? What if I move out a little deeper? What if the wave has considerable strength and the current is powerful?
Can I stand (“be still!”) amidst chaos, bumps and confusion all around me—and experience a blessed life of JOY? Am I able to bring this same inner stillness as I move gracefully and while interacting with others in my day-to-day life? I happen to believe that each of my earthly neighbors (seven billion [roughly] in all) is helping me to remember that ability.
Though there are differences, we share so many similarities…in addition to this majestic planet we all call “home”. Although I’ve had my share of bumps and bruises initiated by others, I have to say that I have (overall) enjoyed the experience and am grateful for the lessons learned. In truth, I am now, generally, at the point of keeping my smile and enjoying the interactions I am both experiencing personally and observing of those around me.
What a fun game we are playing! Who wants to go another round? :-)
When in a bumper car, it is a given that we will be jolted and rammed –even if we do nothing our self to initiate it. Another driver will either-- through seeking a “thrill” of getting a reaction from us or simply because of logistics and wanting to get to “somewhere else” and we happen to be in the space between -- run right into our vehicle, potentially giving us quite a shaking.
I thought of how in life there appears to be so many obstacles. Most of those involve our relationships with another person. Even when we are seeking to live a serene and uncomplicated life, it may seem that we cannot escape the bumps and bruises provided by our interactions with others.
However, I have only witnessed people shrieking with pleasure, great smiles and laughter seeping from their faces while getting jolted during a bumper car experience. What has happened to cause so many in this “real” world to walk around with frowns and feelings, thoughts and actions of “victimhood”? Could it be, possibly, our expectations we have for the experience…and each other (the drivers of the “other vehicles”)? Could those expectations have arisen from the perspectives that we have adopted that have been “supposed to” serve us here in life…but perhaps are doing the opposite of bringing us lasting happiness?
I believe so.
I love to watch people. I guess you might call me a perennial “observer” of human nature. How do those two friends who just “bumped into” each other at the mall respond to each other? How do the drivers of those two cars who just “bumped into” each other react? What if one of them had maintained his peace, would that have affected the intensity of the other’s reaction? What about the lovers? When she gets excited over a new-found item, how does he respond? How does his response affect her, as displayed by her body language, words and voice? How do either of their responses change over time and repeated experiences together?
I love to watch movies for the same reason. Hmmm…. There are currently about seven billion different perspectives, coming from seven billion different people sharing this planet. Each one different. How do they each respond when in a certain experience? Without consciously being able to observe each one, at least the movies are allowing me the opportunity to see from another’s’ viewpoint and consider his or her reality for that brief window of time.
Another thing I enjoy is to stand in shallow moving water such as the ocean or a wave pool. Am I able to maintain my balance and stand strong as the water moves around me? What if I move out a little deeper? What if the wave has considerable strength and the current is powerful?
Can I stand (“be still!”) amidst chaos, bumps and confusion all around me—and experience a blessed life of JOY? Am I able to bring this same inner stillness as I move gracefully and while interacting with others in my day-to-day life? I happen to believe that each of my earthly neighbors (seven billion [roughly] in all) is helping me to remember that ability.
Though there are differences, we share so many similarities…in addition to this majestic planet we all call “home”. Although I’ve had my share of bumps and bruises initiated by others, I have to say that I have (overall) enjoyed the experience and am grateful for the lessons learned. In truth, I am now, generally, at the point of keeping my smile and enjoying the interactions I am both experiencing personally and observing of those around me.
What a fun game we are playing! Who wants to go another round? :-)
August 21, 2010
"I CAME. I SAW. I CONQUERED."
From time to time, I will share my dreams…at least those which I realize have a message of significance for “me”…and possibly for others. This morning I had one of those.
In my dream, I was “babysitting” and my attention was drawn more and more to one of those in my care who was giving me the most trouble. Lying down on the floor, a perennial (mocking?) smile on his face was a young man, almost the same age as I was. He was (at least he was appearing to me to be) mocking, humorously teasing and taunting me...all without really saying anything, just that amused, belligerent-seeming smile on his face. I became exasperated when he would not listen to “reason” and respect my “authority over him” and stop and desist, just settle down and go to sleep! In frustration, I slapped him on the face, commanding him to stop. This did not seem to faze him in the least and I, more emphatically, ordered him to respect me, be quiet, and just settle down…NOW!
Suzanne (my “step-mom” in this life) and my dad made their presence known and I realized that I had been babysitting for them. I then became more and more drawn to and aware of the identity of this young man. As I did, he got up and came closer, sitting down on the sofa next to me. As I opened up to WHO HE WAS (!) I became more and more intensely, passionately, profoundly aware of the longing that I had for him …and aware of HIS equal and immense, even “eternal” feelings for me. He put his powerful, amazingly sensuous arms around me, holding me close to his heart, his cheek caressing mine. OHHHHH, how we wanted to get away (alone!) together! Oh, how I ached inside to consummate our love. OHHHHHH…!!!
My attention then became drawn to the surroundings of the house I was in (my “step-mother”). It was nice, with hard-wood floors and I could tell it had been decorated the best that the owners had been able. Yet, as I looked, I realized that it wasn’t very bright. The carpet runner down the hall was dingy, not exactly the right size, and with a so-so pattern to it. It needed fresher paint and a brighter color scheme, I thought. I accepted that this house was sufficient for her taste and I gazed upon it without judgment but with discernment of how I would choose to make the changes when I was able to. Also, although I didn’t see anything of significance wrong structurally, there was clutter. Containers of hair clips and other things were loosely littering the floor. I attempted to help her by picking them up, but some of them would slip back out of my hands and from their containers, back down to the floor at each attempt.
~~~~~
Interpretation: This young man that I was attempting to subjugate and control was my “Eternal Mother”—my exalted, perfected, glorious BODY! It could not be controlled, though it was somewhat appeasing me for a time by lying down on the floor. It had its complete knowing, while I was the ignorant one who tried to assert my “mastership” over it…thus its smile that appeared to me to be mocking. As I became aware that I was serving “fallen flesh”…my “step-mother” (mother is representative of matter, the "dust of the earth" from which all of our “fallen” bodies are composed) I realized the true identity of my Beloved, my perfected and eternal body…my “Eternal Mother”.
Oh, how powerful and incessant the longing for our “marriage”! Oh how wonderful when “I” finally and completely surrender and submit and allow a total merging and reunification with “Her”!
Consideration: HOW can I finally and completely quit “baby-sitting” and leave the house I am in so that I am free to consummate my love and become “ONE” with my exalted flesh?
My Current Understanding of the Realization: Now that I have felt and realized the amazing intensity of EACH of our desires for unification...I can continue with peace as my compass, KNOWING that I AM ON MY WAY and that...IT IS TO BE! With the JOYful feelings that this understanding fills me and with this continual compass of peace leading me...I can relax to the beauty and wonder of the gift that I am making available for myself. :-)
Two thousand years ago, it is reported, Julius Caesar stated: “I Came. I Saw. I Conquered.” The words were rich with brevity, power and clarity.
Perhaps with a vastly different idea behind them, these words can be a creed for me, personally. I Came (into this body and this life with the personality named and known as “Kimberly”). I Saw (with faulty perception to various degrees for the majority of “my” existence as “Kimberly” while I was laboring under the assumed responsibility of caring for the “worldly matters”…then with greater and greater clarity as I opened up to real truth). I Conquered (knowing real truth and more and more who I Am and who I have been trying to subordinate to my ignorant desires for supremacy, I finally relax and embrace my Real Nature and Humanity and allow the True Master to merge with “Kimberly” and we then become “One” and fully united together).
In my dream, I was “babysitting” and my attention was drawn more and more to one of those in my care who was giving me the most trouble. Lying down on the floor, a perennial (mocking?) smile on his face was a young man, almost the same age as I was. He was (at least he was appearing to me to be) mocking, humorously teasing and taunting me...all without really saying anything, just that amused, belligerent-seeming smile on his face. I became exasperated when he would not listen to “reason” and respect my “authority over him” and stop and desist, just settle down and go to sleep! In frustration, I slapped him on the face, commanding him to stop. This did not seem to faze him in the least and I, more emphatically, ordered him to respect me, be quiet, and just settle down…NOW!
Suzanne (my “step-mom” in this life) and my dad made their presence known and I realized that I had been babysitting for them. I then became more and more drawn to and aware of the identity of this young man. As I did, he got up and came closer, sitting down on the sofa next to me. As I opened up to WHO HE WAS (!) I became more and more intensely, passionately, profoundly aware of the longing that I had for him …and aware of HIS equal and immense, even “eternal” feelings for me. He put his powerful, amazingly sensuous arms around me, holding me close to his heart, his cheek caressing mine. OHHHHH, how we wanted to get away (alone!) together! Oh, how I ached inside to consummate our love. OHHHHHH…!!!
My attention then became drawn to the surroundings of the house I was in (my “step-mother”). It was nice, with hard-wood floors and I could tell it had been decorated the best that the owners had been able. Yet, as I looked, I realized that it wasn’t very bright. The carpet runner down the hall was dingy, not exactly the right size, and with a so-so pattern to it. It needed fresher paint and a brighter color scheme, I thought. I accepted that this house was sufficient for her taste and I gazed upon it without judgment but with discernment of how I would choose to make the changes when I was able to. Also, although I didn’t see anything of significance wrong structurally, there was clutter. Containers of hair clips and other things were loosely littering the floor. I attempted to help her by picking them up, but some of them would slip back out of my hands and from their containers, back down to the floor at each attempt.
~~~~~
Interpretation: This young man that I was attempting to subjugate and control was my “Eternal Mother”—my exalted, perfected, glorious BODY! It could not be controlled, though it was somewhat appeasing me for a time by lying down on the floor. It had its complete knowing, while I was the ignorant one who tried to assert my “mastership” over it…thus its smile that appeared to me to be mocking. As I became aware that I was serving “fallen flesh”…my “step-mother” (mother is representative of matter, the "dust of the earth" from which all of our “fallen” bodies are composed) I realized the true identity of my Beloved, my perfected and eternal body…my “Eternal Mother”.
Oh, how powerful and incessant the longing for our “marriage”! Oh how wonderful when “I” finally and completely surrender and submit and allow a total merging and reunification with “Her”!
Consideration: HOW can I finally and completely quit “baby-sitting” and leave the house I am in so that I am free to consummate my love and become “ONE” with my exalted flesh?
My Current Understanding of the Realization: Now that I have felt and realized the amazing intensity of EACH of our desires for unification...I can continue with peace as my compass, KNOWING that I AM ON MY WAY and that...IT IS TO BE! With the JOYful feelings that this understanding fills me and with this continual compass of peace leading me...I can relax to the beauty and wonder of the gift that I am making available for myself. :-)
Two thousand years ago, it is reported, Julius Caesar stated: “I Came. I Saw. I Conquered.” The words were rich with brevity, power and clarity.
Perhaps with a vastly different idea behind them, these words can be a creed for me, personally. I Came (into this body and this life with the personality named and known as “Kimberly”). I Saw (with faulty perception to various degrees for the majority of “my” existence as “Kimberly” while I was laboring under the assumed responsibility of caring for the “worldly matters”…then with greater and greater clarity as I opened up to real truth). I Conquered (knowing real truth and more and more who I Am and who I have been trying to subordinate to my ignorant desires for supremacy, I finally relax and embrace my Real Nature and Humanity and allow the True Master to merge with “Kimberly” and we then become “One” and fully united together).
August 18, 2010
Expect a Miracle!
Yesterday we celebrated…although not exactly as “planned”.
Krystal’s 6th birthday is this Friday (August 20th). Last year we had had a simple cake and present with her older siblings when they came over for “Date Night”. She’s never really had a “typical” American Child’s party and I had not yet put much thought into this year’s special day.
Krystal had overcome a fear (which I may write more about in the future) of swimming while at Desert Oasis Water Park a couple weeks ago, by going down—dozens of times!—the big crazy slide. She had wanted to show her big brothers and sisters what she could now do while also enjoying it with them. We thought this would make a great “party” / “Date Night” for her and the others…until just a few days before when I did some investigating and found out that (since school had just begun) the water park was now closed during the week. Therefore, “Date Night” there (party or not) was out of the question.
I then thought we might have to have a simple party at the park close to our little condo. However, a few days ago, I decided (and Krystal eagerly agreed) to open up our Tuesday Date Night to include a few of her friends also. So, nearly last moment, I made some calls inviting a few close families and neighborhood friends for pizza and water balloons and games—at the park.
Several times in recent months Krystal has requested a helium balloon. I have told her that “on your birthday you could maybe get one”. Well, Monday, as I was checking out at the Dollar Store nearby (one of our favorites places to shop), she went with an employee to choose her favorite one. I knew it would be *pink* as that seems to be her constant “color of choice”. It was. As we were walking out to the car I looked at it closer: “Baby Shower” it said. I chuckled and explained (to her request) what it meant. Hmmm…technically she is my “baby” and…we are going to play water games…perhaps she’ll have a water balloon pop on her head! :-)
Half an hour before the party was to begin, we went again to the same dollar store for a couple table cloths for the picnic tables and another employee surprised us both by responding to her proud announcement of having a birthday party by pulling out his wallet and handing her a one dollar bill…AND the promise of a doll the next time we come in! We then went to “Little Caesar’s Pizza” to get 6 pizzas to (hopefully) be sufficient for all that might be coming.
The sky was beautiful. The weather report had said it’d be 106* for the high and partly cloudy…a beautiful day (at least for this desert in August). However, off in the distance were some white billowy clouds.
We set up at the park, my older children (most of them at least) arrived, along with some neighbors, and we began to eat the simple fare. It was beautiful, balmy weather, though the clouds were now covering the sky. A breeze came up…then a stronger one. Hmmm… We decided to brace the paper plates and other things from the wind…and quickly begin the games.
We did a relay race, carrying water (on sponges) from plastic buckets to two distant totes (taken from my closet—they are part of my simple “drawers”). Then we did a water balloon toss. (Tanner and I won—at least WE think we did!) As it was really starting to blow by now, we began a “War” with the couple hundred water balloons. I got SOAKED…perhaps a few others did, too. :-) FUN, but we realized…we had to get outta there… and quick! Alyssa and Danny (and their dog, Miley), the Sonntags, Beth and Jo came right as the storm was beginning to show its fury. We dispensed with candles and quickly cut the adorable *pink* kitty cake that Chelsea had made for Krystal.
Grabbing the flying plates, pizza boxes, and all the other paraphernalia that we had so well organized and (loosely) planned for this event…we scrambled for cover (amidst the parting of some of the guests) into our cars…headed to our tiny (just for two) condo. We jammed all the “stuff” and about 15 people into our little front room. I hastily changed into dry clothes and…we did a total “revamping”. We visited, Krystal opened some fun gifts, and we played “Chubby Bunny” (with large marshmallows). Two further hilarious games were the “Bag Game” and “Going on a Trip”. It was a GREAT…if unforeseen…way to shift gears and PARTY!
The house was a total wreck, but when everyone had gone, I began straightening up and helping Krystal prepare for bed. We attempted to gift the last piece of pizza to our kind neighbor who had allowed us to use his water spigot to fill water balloons. He declined, but then reached into his pocket and gave Krystal a TEN dollar bill! With the FIVE dollar bill she had received from Miss Jo in a card, the ONE dollar she had received from the store employee, that made $16.00 that she had received. This was by far the most money she had ever held in her hands. Prior to this, $2.00 in loose change had made her feel quite rich! (Yes, she has learned through experience that those particular pieces of paper and metal seem to be important in this world.)
The storm had long-since gone to sleep (indeed, it was only playing with us for about that one hour!) and we were preparing to go to our beds as well when suddenly…there was a knock at the door…it was Bryanne and Colton (who I had not seen since before he left for his mission and we had gone to Ecuador—2 years before). YEA! Okay, we’ll continue the party! :-)
Going to bed late, I woke up about 1:30 with pizza in the bowels…begging to be cleaned out. I quickly wrote down and did a search on the lyrics that were going through my mind. It turns out they were from a song by Nat King Cole entitled “Orange Colored Sky”:
I was walking along, minding my business,
When out of an orange-colored sky,
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Wonderful you came by.
I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine,
When out of that orange-colored view
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
I got a look at you.
One look and I yelled "Timber"
"Watch out for flying glass"
Cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out,
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
"I've been hit, This is it, This is it!"
As often happens, I have never really listened to this song (and particularly its message) before having it appear in my subconscious experience. Interesting…! :-)
Going to my computer, I then found a totally-unexpected email from a friend, Ben (whom I may introduce at a later date) who has NEVER written me in the evening—much less the middle of the night! The final thought he shared was: “Expect a Miracle!”
This morning, I pondered on a most interesting experience I had before waking this morning... as we finished straightening our place, cleaning the floor and carpets and taking a large load of garbage to the shared trash bin. Hearing voices, we saw a lady and man in the little fenced-off area…he was inside the bin. Krystal immediately asked: “What are you doing in the garbage?” The woman proudly answered that they had just found a $50.00 bill, while just searching for some cans! They were obviously thrilled, so I congratulated them and wished them both a great rest-of-the-day as well. :-)
While showering this morning (as is so often the case), I received an “ah-ha”. I would (today!) continue (after nearly a year and a half sabbatical)… my blog. I would entitle this one “Expect a Miracle!” I believe that I will continue (daily? periodically?) to allow this blog to chronicle my life of “living in a sense of WONDER” where “Every day is Christmas” and where you never, ever know just what might fall out of the sky and "hit" you next!
So, here’s to “Baby Showers” during birthday celebrations; heightened celebrations during “natural disasters”; finding gifts in the strangest places; and new beginnings.
I’m so glad I’ve learned to flow with life and to…expect miracles!
P.S. Now, I wonder where a replacement for those two closet totes (that we used for the sponge game) will show up! :-) They never made it home amidst all the excitement!
May 11, 2009
HAPPY Mother’s Day ! ~ ! FELIZ Dia de la Madre ! ~ EVERY DAY!
A friend commented recently, “Really, Kimberly, sometimes I wonder what the heck you’ve been smoking!” Of course I realized that he was joking. Yet I also knew that under the humor must be an element of his true feelings. (Incidentally, I have never in my life “smoked” ANY thing. Never even had a desire to….though I have picked up cigarette butts several times to place them in trash cans.) :-)
I have realized often in my life that my words and actions are not understood by most others. From their perspective my mental processes (or apparent lack thereof) may even appear quite unstable. Even those who may have more understanding of me and my heart have expressed deep amazement. How in the world could someone who has been through even a Few of the many apparently disastrous experiences that I have…live not just in tremendous PEACE and non-judgment, but…be HAPPY???!*
A week ago I received an email from a man with whom I had visited a few months ago about pursuing a VISA. He shared information about a woman coming to Ecuador who really wanted to meet me. I called her and she ended up flying in that night and spending the next few days with me. I learned much through our association—mostly through observance of myself –and her. She is very involved in natural healing modalities and utilizes certain technologies in her attempts to help the body heal. One of our first experiences after her arrival was when I was getting her something to drink (concocting my raw cacao [chocolate] drink—ummm, yummy!). I had just filled the small glass pitcher with water when she realized what I had done. Gasping, she exclaimed: “You just use TAP WATER?!!!” Grabbing her pendulum, she proceeded to test the purity of the water. In awe, she exclaimed, “This is phenomenal! I’ve never seen water that has tested so high!”
Smiling, I shared with her that, even without consciously attempting to, my “energy” changes everything around me. I also shared with her that for many years prior to coming to Ecuador, I had been very aware of and made great attempts to purify and at times even distill the water I drink and use, always thinking that I needed some kind of machine or other apparatus to help me do this. When I felt to move to Ecuador, I sold or gave away my water machines (along with pretty much everything else I “owned”), realizing that, somehow, they would not be needed.
Still stunned, this woman went to the sink tap and measured the water there…this time with completely different results. I smiled, thrilled, yet not surprised, to see one further verification of the effect of my JOY on the world around me.
A couple days later, she tested my health utilizing her expensive instrumentation. Again marveling, she shared that she had never, in all of her 35 years of experience, tested anyone with as clean and healthy a body as I possessed. This was far from the first time in the last few years that I have been told this by a health-care professional. (Now, for the reader who does not know me well, I will share that the body I inherited at birth came with some serious weaknesses that have caused various amounts of debilitation and necessary daily attention. But, because of my seeking and applying what I have felt to, I have found how to manage…while utilizing it to its current and relatively high mortal capacity.*)
So, what is my “secret”? I guess if you’re still reading up to this point you may have some interest, so here’s the secret…. Although I do not “smoke”, I live my life…as a Drunk! :-) Yes, you read correctly. As the apostles on the “Day of Pentecost”, I live my life…drunk with “new wine”! Do I mean to suggest that I really drink alcoholic beverages??? No, though I have tried them a few times in the last couple years. But…I DON’T NEED THEM to make me feel any better! Wine holds NO appeal to me. (Indeed, I don’t even enjoy the taste!) And, though some may really not understand, and it may appear that I am “crazy” and “speaking in tongues” to them, I am not. I’m speaking the language of JOY. I’m just REALLY, TRULY, POWER-FULLY…HAPPY! :-)
Because of my life’s profound learning experiences, I have found how to be and feel Truly HAPPY—in Any situation. Because of the depth of my understanding and learnings and the incredible “miracles” that I have witnessed with myself and others and all those who have been affected as they have also learned and utilized these same principles, I am writing about this and the incredible ramifications in my book: “The JOY of Harmony”. However, I do feel to share just a bit today in this venue because of my experiences of last week and because of yesterday being “HAPPY Mother’s Day” (or, “FELIZ Dia de la Madre”).
As I teach English classes to the local young children here in Ecuador, I am most importantly sharing with them the principles I have learned (actually, remembered) in living as a POWER-ful, PEACE-ful, HAPPY (full) PERSON. When a child/person learns in this kind of environment and with these principles, the learning is rapidly expedited and so incredibly meaningful…and fun!
One of the things I utilize periodically is my “laughing bag”. Though just a plain red cotton bag, it is powerful! I first demonstrate by putting my head up to and a little in to its open end and take a deep breath. (I do this all a little melodramatically!) :-) When I bring my head out, I am “uncontrollably” laughing. Because laughter and humor is contagious and is our most profound human quality, the children…LOVE THIS …and begin laughing themselves! The bag then goes around and around the circle while everyone takes turns.
Any previous, non-happy/peaceful thought is quickly forgotten and the climate is ripe for enjoyable learning and sharing. This is one simple technique that helps train children to CHOOSE their emotion and to CHANGE their state of mind to a higher frequency…at will. This helps a child “exercise” their emotional “muscles” and gain True Power in their lives.
Although I realize and utilize the power of real food (as intended by nature), I have also learned and put into continual practice the power of JOY. “Not that which goeth into the mouth defileth a man; but that which cometh out of the mouth, this defileth a man.” Truly, our words, thoughts and feelings (that which we “generate” within and then “radiate” out to others) …are powerful and can change the state of our health and life…while also affecting matter (including the water previously mentioned) in and around us.
It’s interesting to me the simpleness of the way to a truly happy life. Though there are many in the past and present who have and are secluding themselves into verdant, pure locations (“temples”, “sanctuaries”, pristine valleys with like-minded people) to heal and find “bliss”, “nirvana”, regeneration of health, etc. I KNOW that it is personally possible to live and interact even in a polluted environment and even while consuming “food” and water which would appear as “poison”… AND NOT HAVE IT AFFECT our mental OR physical state. (I live across the street from bus terminals and within feet of power lines in busy, downtown [highly polluted] Quito. The pollution I sweep and dust from my apartment each week is phenomenal! However, it holds no power over ME—because I do not allow it to! I transmute it.)
So, in a sense, I AM “drunk”. In fact, it could be said that I am “high” on life!
Certainly, as I find the way to make the changes that I am desiring to bring forth, particularly “Harmony House”, I will be able to move to a more pure and life-promoting location and situation. However, until that time, I am “soaring” and utilizing my mental and emotional processes to make the most of my situation…even when it may not appear “perfect”.
Throughout the history of this planet, one person or group of individuals has usually sought “power” over another… or even over many others. However, I believe that REAL “power” cannot be taken through force. Real “power” is developed and found from within. It is a gift or a characteristic that we give to ourselves. The key is having power over our THOUGHTS, our ACTIONS and our own EMOTIONS—knowing that we can ALWAYS CHOOSE our response and how we will act OR RE-act in any situation.
Indeed, “Peace on Earth” begins with peace of mind. INNER Harmony. Once the world learns this they won't get fooled again into thinking that anything or anyone OUTside of their own heart (emotions), mind (thoughts), and physical body (actions) have anything to do with “loving one’s neighbor as themselves” and taking charge of their lives. (Real Power. Real Peace.) “Blessed are the peacemakers." Yes, the “blessings” are given NOW… and continue into the future.
THIS, NO ONE can TAKE from us!
Although I have sooo much more to share on this subject, I will pause for now along with the invitation to stay tuned and, if interested, watch for my upcoming book that goes into far more detail with much more “meat”, even step-by-step “how-to” instructions of how to REALLY do this. Also, I will explore how to “train up” children in living, not as “victims” thinking they need an outside power source (candy, things, attention, etc. etc.), but as powerful, happy, peace-filled individuals…no matter their life’s situation. These principles are NOT games of pretend or “burying” negative feelings. They work. They have changed many lives and helped many children have strong foundations.
I have also recently finished writing a book (for children…and adults) entitled “I AM WHO I AM”. A very gifted artist friend is possibly going to be illustrating it. If anyone reading this has ideas regarding its publishing (or the publishing of my other books as they are finished) and would like to share them, please do!
Until next time…KEEP SMILING! :-)
Hugs to all,
Kimberly
*More will be shared about my life and, particularly my valuable experiences which, though extremely difficult at times, have helped me to learn these principles in the forthcoming book “The JOY of Harmony” and in my autobiography “Re-claiming My Heart”. :-)
I have realized often in my life that my words and actions are not understood by most others. From their perspective my mental processes (or apparent lack thereof) may even appear quite unstable. Even those who may have more understanding of me and my heart have expressed deep amazement. How in the world could someone who has been through even a Few of the many apparently disastrous experiences that I have…live not just in tremendous PEACE and non-judgment, but…be HAPPY???!*
A week ago I received an email from a man with whom I had visited a few months ago about pursuing a VISA. He shared information about a woman coming to Ecuador who really wanted to meet me. I called her and she ended up flying in that night and spending the next few days with me. I learned much through our association—mostly through observance of myself –and her. She is very involved in natural healing modalities and utilizes certain technologies in her attempts to help the body heal. One of our first experiences after her arrival was when I was getting her something to drink (concocting my raw cacao [chocolate] drink—ummm, yummy!). I had just filled the small glass pitcher with water when she realized what I had done. Gasping, she exclaimed: “You just use TAP WATER?!!!” Grabbing her pendulum, she proceeded to test the purity of the water. In awe, she exclaimed, “This is phenomenal! I’ve never seen water that has tested so high!”
Smiling, I shared with her that, even without consciously attempting to, my “energy” changes everything around me. I also shared with her that for many years prior to coming to Ecuador, I had been very aware of and made great attempts to purify and at times even distill the water I drink and use, always thinking that I needed some kind of machine or other apparatus to help me do this. When I felt to move to Ecuador, I sold or gave away my water machines (along with pretty much everything else I “owned”), realizing that, somehow, they would not be needed.
Still stunned, this woman went to the sink tap and measured the water there…this time with completely different results. I smiled, thrilled, yet not surprised, to see one further verification of the effect of my JOY on the world around me.
A couple days later, she tested my health utilizing her expensive instrumentation. Again marveling, she shared that she had never, in all of her 35 years of experience, tested anyone with as clean and healthy a body as I possessed. This was far from the first time in the last few years that I have been told this by a health-care professional. (Now, for the reader who does not know me well, I will share that the body I inherited at birth came with some serious weaknesses that have caused various amounts of debilitation and necessary daily attention. But, because of my seeking and applying what I have felt to, I have found how to manage…while utilizing it to its current and relatively high mortal capacity.*)
So, what is my “secret”? I guess if you’re still reading up to this point you may have some interest, so here’s the secret…. Although I do not “smoke”, I live my life…as a Drunk! :-) Yes, you read correctly. As the apostles on the “Day of Pentecost”, I live my life…drunk with “new wine”! Do I mean to suggest that I really drink alcoholic beverages??? No, though I have tried them a few times in the last couple years. But…I DON’T NEED THEM to make me feel any better! Wine holds NO appeal to me. (Indeed, I don’t even enjoy the taste!) And, though some may really not understand, and it may appear that I am “crazy” and “speaking in tongues” to them, I am not. I’m speaking the language of JOY. I’m just REALLY, TRULY, POWER-FULLY…HAPPY! :-)
Because of my life’s profound learning experiences, I have found how to be and feel Truly HAPPY—in Any situation. Because of the depth of my understanding and learnings and the incredible “miracles” that I have witnessed with myself and others and all those who have been affected as they have also learned and utilized these same principles, I am writing about this and the incredible ramifications in my book: “The JOY of Harmony”. However, I do feel to share just a bit today in this venue because of my experiences of last week and because of yesterday being “HAPPY Mother’s Day” (or, “FELIZ Dia de la Madre”).
As I teach English classes to the local young children here in Ecuador, I am most importantly sharing with them the principles I have learned (actually, remembered) in living as a POWER-ful, PEACE-ful, HAPPY (full) PERSON. When a child/person learns in this kind of environment and with these principles, the learning is rapidly expedited and so incredibly meaningful…and fun!
One of the things I utilize periodically is my “laughing bag”. Though just a plain red cotton bag, it is powerful! I first demonstrate by putting my head up to and a little in to its open end and take a deep breath. (I do this all a little melodramatically!) :-) When I bring my head out, I am “uncontrollably” laughing. Because laughter and humor is contagious and is our most profound human quality, the children…LOVE THIS …and begin laughing themselves! The bag then goes around and around the circle while everyone takes turns.
Any previous, non-happy/peaceful thought is quickly forgotten and the climate is ripe for enjoyable learning and sharing. This is one simple technique that helps train children to CHOOSE their emotion and to CHANGE their state of mind to a higher frequency…at will. This helps a child “exercise” their emotional “muscles” and gain True Power in their lives.
Although I realize and utilize the power of real food (as intended by nature), I have also learned and put into continual practice the power of JOY. “Not that which goeth into the mouth defileth a man; but that which cometh out of the mouth, this defileth a man.” Truly, our words, thoughts and feelings (that which we “generate” within and then “radiate” out to others) …are powerful and can change the state of our health and life…while also affecting matter (including the water previously mentioned) in and around us.
It’s interesting to me the simpleness of the way to a truly happy life. Though there are many in the past and present who have and are secluding themselves into verdant, pure locations (“temples”, “sanctuaries”, pristine valleys with like-minded people) to heal and find “bliss”, “nirvana”, regeneration of health, etc. I KNOW that it is personally possible to live and interact even in a polluted environment and even while consuming “food” and water which would appear as “poison”… AND NOT HAVE IT AFFECT our mental OR physical state. (I live across the street from bus terminals and within feet of power lines in busy, downtown [highly polluted] Quito. The pollution I sweep and dust from my apartment each week is phenomenal! However, it holds no power over ME—because I do not allow it to! I transmute it.)
So, in a sense, I AM “drunk”. In fact, it could be said that I am “high” on life!
Certainly, as I find the way to make the changes that I am desiring to bring forth, particularly “Harmony House”, I will be able to move to a more pure and life-promoting location and situation. However, until that time, I am “soaring” and utilizing my mental and emotional processes to make the most of my situation…even when it may not appear “perfect”.
Throughout the history of this planet, one person or group of individuals has usually sought “power” over another… or even over many others. However, I believe that REAL “power” cannot be taken through force. Real “power” is developed and found from within. It is a gift or a characteristic that we give to ourselves. The key is having power over our THOUGHTS, our ACTIONS and our own EMOTIONS—knowing that we can ALWAYS CHOOSE our response and how we will act OR RE-act in any situation.
Indeed, “Peace on Earth” begins with peace of mind. INNER Harmony. Once the world learns this they won't get fooled again into thinking that anything or anyone OUTside of their own heart (emotions), mind (thoughts), and physical body (actions) have anything to do with “loving one’s neighbor as themselves” and taking charge of their lives. (Real Power. Real Peace.) “Blessed are the peacemakers." Yes, the “blessings” are given NOW… and continue into the future.
THIS, NO ONE can TAKE from us!
Although I have sooo much more to share on this subject, I will pause for now along with the invitation to stay tuned and, if interested, watch for my upcoming book that goes into far more detail with much more “meat”, even step-by-step “how-to” instructions of how to REALLY do this. Also, I will explore how to “train up” children in living, not as “victims” thinking they need an outside power source (candy, things, attention, etc. etc.), but as powerful, happy, peace-filled individuals…no matter their life’s situation. These principles are NOT games of pretend or “burying” negative feelings. They work. They have changed many lives and helped many children have strong foundations.
I have also recently finished writing a book (for children…and adults) entitled “I AM WHO I AM”. A very gifted artist friend is possibly going to be illustrating it. If anyone reading this has ideas regarding its publishing (or the publishing of my other books as they are finished) and would like to share them, please do!
Until next time…KEEP SMILING! :-)
Hugs to all,
Kimberly
*More will be shared about my life and, particularly my valuable experiences which, though extremely difficult at times, have helped me to learn these principles in the forthcoming book “The JOY of Harmony” and in my autobiography “Re-claiming My Heart”. :-)
March 10, 2009
The Day of the Woman = The Day of the Child = The Day of Hope for All the World!
(Warning: this blog entry could be a short “book” in itself. :-) To cut to the chase: Harmony House is being initiated among the truly poor and humble—here in Ecuador!!! [There, that didn’t take too much of your time, did it? :-)] However, if you want to see the photos and hear how this amazing sequence of events has been and IS Currently unfolding, keep reading for… “the rest of the story”. :-) )
You may have noticed that I have not posted a blog update for quite some time. Why? A couple months ago I received a distinct impression that I had to truly “Know” my Self—completely—before I could ever truly help any other properly. So with that, I figuratively curled up into my “cocoon” and, perhaps like the caterpillar, allowed my “growth” to come, unimpeded, from within Me. I stopped focusing on trying to help others through writing my books and attempted to live only and completely true to my own inner compass of “JOY”.
Friday night, Krystal and I went out with a new friend, Fernando. He took us up to the “Panecilla” (Spanish for “little bread roll”) which is the name of the hill upon which Ecuador's “National Consecration to the Immaculate Heart of Mary“ stands. Before the Spanish Conquistadors gave it this funny name, Panecillo – “little bread roll” – the hill was called Yavirac and it is said that the Incans had built a temple there to worship their god, the Sun. The building of the Panecilla began in 1976 and took about 30 years to complete. The hill upon which it sits is in the very center of town where the Incan’s for many years had a beehive-shaped oven for making their healing drinks. (The oven still stands as a monument.)
Made from 7,000 sheets of aluminum, “the Virgin” stands 41 meters tall and can be seen from anywhere in Quito. Locals are proud of their Virgin as it's the only one in the world that has wings and reminds one of an angel. What is really unique is that the Virgin is in a dancing position in contrast to the usual static Madonnas. With her feet poised on top of Ecuador, she stands on top of a huge, aluminum globe of the world. With her right arm held in a square, her left arm crosses her body and holds onto a chain that is connected to a snake-like beast at her feet that she has subdued. She also has wings and a halo of 12 stars surrounding her head. At night, and especially during “La Navidad”, the Panecilla is lit up and becomes a veritable “lighthouse” to the city. I believe there is great significance to the symbolism here but will not elaborate upon it now.
Also of interest, at least to me, Ecuador was the first South American country to win their independence, with the voice of liberty being sounded nation-wide on my birthday (August 10th).
My oldest son, Tyler, got engaged this very weekend to a most beautiful girl. They plan to get married in June. Although, of course, it would be wonderful to personally be with them in this exciting time…I don’t believe I will. As much as I love them, support their choices in life, and am thrilled for their happiness, there are so many young ones right here near me that are without any love and support…or even the barest of necessities. I know that Tyler and Melani will find understanding.
Bryanne, my 18 year old daughter, called at the first of the year after having an incredible dream that, she said, seemed different than anything she had experienced before. To the best of my ability and through notes I took and her repeated telling, here is her dream. I was lying on a tile floor with my arm around her as she knelt by my side. As I opened the right side of my body which seemed to have no ribs, I reached in, taking out my heart, and said, dramatically, “I must offer my life so another might live!” She described the heart as gigantic and not from the left side of my body, but from the right. Although it was damp and a deep pink color, it was not bloody or wet, but beautiful. She said that she somehow saw within its hollow cavity another, smaller heart, about the size of a typical one. The large heart had a string somehow attached to it, like an umbilical cord, with a tag of some kind. Bryanne said that I then set it down on the tile and we both watched together as it continued to beat slower and slower, finally stopping and I closed my eyes. She said that she had confirmed to her at that time her decision to be a heart surgeon. She picked up the warm heart, opened back up my body, placed it inside and continued to rhythmically pump it until it started beating again, at which point she woke up, knowing that what she had just dreamed was pretty amazing and somehow surreal.
Saturday, Krystal and I got up very early and started out with Luis and his family via their car. Partway to Puerto Quito, traffic was stalled because of a landslide. Huge boulders and piles of mud filled the road. As we waited for it to be cleared by the tractors and crew, Marcela, Luis’ wife, commented that they had been inundated by an inordinate amount of rain over the last few months. Interesting! (Right about the time I had found The Sealed Portion there was unprecedented flooding very near my house in Santa Clara, Utah… Hmmmm.)
Arriving at Puerto Quito, Luis took care of his business there at the school site and then realized that his brakes were broken on the car. While he worked on the car, the others of us walked up and down the main street of town. Groups of pre-teen homeless boys, like swarms of bees, molested the local shopkeepers, kicking at their metal doors and otherwise making their lives, obviously, frustrated. I thought of my own Spencer (12) and Parker (10) and realized that it could easily be “them” in this situation if it were reversed.
After fixing the car and quite a lengthy investigation, Luis was able to find the name and whereabouts of the English teacher. When we found his house, both he and his wife, Miriam, happened to be home and graciously invited us in. As Marcela needed to be back to work in Quito that evening, we just had a short amount of time to visit. I gave them my copy in English of the prospectus I had prepared of Harmony House. Bolivar read through it and asked questions (in his halting English) while his wife gleaned what she could. Excitedly, she called the “Governor” of the province and was able to get me a spur-of-the-moment meeting with her.
When we arrived at the governor’s office, I was sweaty and “glistening” from the high humidity and dressed in Capri pants and a white T-shirt, my hair pulled back in a pony tail—not how one would typically dress for the occasion, but I’m sure it was all perfect. I was at peace.
As we waited a few minutes, Bolivar seemed to proceed to attempt to “sell” me on why Puerto Quito needed Harmony House more than any other place in Ecuador. (Although my heart filled with the disparity of the situation of so many young, needy children—as well as adults, I was beaming inside that I might have just found the match between my burning desire and others’ needs being fulfilled!) When the Governor came, I was introduced and then the three of them, Luis, Bolivar and Miriam presented my heart’s vision—at least I believe they did, as it was all done in Spanish and I only understood bits and pieces. They waited after asking me if I knew the meaning of her name “Narciza” (“the attribute of the human psyche characterized by a great amount of admiration of oneself; self love”—I had to look it up to be sure after I had gotten home :-)). Not remembering the exact definition, still I responded that with that name, she must be perfect for her job. :-)
Lighthouse Academy, the sister component of Harmony House, is the name of the type of education that will be in place at Harmony House. In this system, the curriculum is largely determined by the child’s heart. Literature, reading, writing, arithmetic, music will all be taught utilizing “the classics” but the GREATEST classic for each child will be the “book” they “write” through their own experiences. There will be much freedom during the day to pursue their individual desires and become proficient in the areas of their choosing. This will be done through mentoring, individual study, group projects, or in other ways determined by their area of interest and in consultation with their educational advisors.
Because of time constraints and language impediments, I did not completely “flesh out” the Harmony House concept in our brief (probably 20 minute) meeting—nor will I here. However, I truly see Harmony House as a powerful way to mend the world, through the hearts and hands of those willing to help. If a reader has interest, I would be happy to send more information and/or meet with them in a mini-seminar of sorts.
Not only will the children be raised to live healthy, empowered, Joy-filled lives that benefit many others as well, but the outlying community itself will be blessed. Yes, there will be less and less “swarms” of molesting or haunting street children, but the effect will be much greater than that. Unlike any other program, Harmony House is not a barricaded structure but instead depends upon interaction with others.
The principles taught and lived at Harmony House are those that I have discovered and implemented in my own life and with my own children. They are the ones that created apparent miracles in the lives of the children in my preschool in the States and that have created rippling out effects from those who have attended my seminars. They are the very same principles that I have earnestly sought (and found) and been writing about in my books. Yet they are more pure and feasible now, because of my experiences. These principles are all about respecting all others (and HOW to do that) while living happy, empowered, healthy lives. For any who are interested, these principles are aligned with and lead to the Worldwide United Foundation: http://www.worldwideunited.org/
Only those with a degree of understanding and a desire to master these principles will be allowed to interact with the children within Harmony House. I believe that we will see similar results: physical bodies as well as emotions will be healed, intellect and creativity unseen before will be unleashed, and a peace and Joy will be found within each heart and, thus, within the collective interaction of all those living and helping there.
Although in no way opulent, Harmony House will be built, run and maintained with a high quality of workmanship and materials. The flower-graced lawns and the attention to detail of each structure will all echo the theme of respect and beautiful harmony. Music and laughter, learning and creativity will sing through the interactions allowed and encouraged by the setting.
People from all over the world who agree to the principles of H.H. (all hinging on a correct understanding and living of the “Golden Rule”), who have a craft or interest to share, will serve as “mentors” for the children who have similar interests. Those from the nearby communities will be invited to participate in periodic concerts and art shows or other “performances” where the children will perform and sell through “admission” and individual transactions the pieces they have been working/learning on. In this way, they will gain a sense of pride in their accomplishments, gain “feedback” from others, prepare for their future, as well as earn spending (or saving) money that they might choose to utilize for desired “things” (such as chocolate bars, iPods, things not considered “basic necessities” and provided by H.H.). By the time of maturity, these children will be prepared to enter out into the greater community as a true, whole, healed, happy, productive adult, ready to pursue an occupation of their passion and training as well as continue to interact in productive, empowering ways.
Plato said it best, "At the touch of love...everyone becomes a poet."
As our short discussion went on, with me mostly listening to the others, I watched as the Governor’s composure visibly relaxed and her countenance brightened. I will meet again with Narciza in a couple weeks to share the concept further, but…she enthusiastically agreed to donate 30 hectares (74 acres) to Harmony House—and we will begin in May. We parted with the warm hug of sisters.
In the parking lot, Miriam asked the ages that I would be interested in helping. I responded from birth to 18—or maturity. Surprised, she volunteered that her job is working with the homeless infants of the area and that there are over 1500 homeless orphans between the ages of 0-5 years old (usually sick and needy) in that small province of about 17,000 people.
As we drove home, I had my mind flood with understanding and awareness of how to proceed. I realized that this first community of homes would deal with only those of that age group (0-5) and that the next Harmony House could deal with more or with older children, and the next one with teenagers, until we had taken care of the needs of the community. Based upon these same principles, healing communities could be established for the sick and elderly.
I am also thrilled with the prospects of what this will do for the surrounding province. Of course a sense of hope will be restored. Knowing that people from the States and other places of the world are taking a real, hands-on interest in THEM will produce a heightened sense of pride in their dwellings and community. Morale will go up as the town physically cleans up in preparation for their visitors. Visiting mentors from throughout the world will probably spend time frequenting some of the local shops and restaurants, interacting with their previously unknown brothers and sisters. Camaraderie will be established.
Those who volunteer in various ways will find they experience a completely different kind of “health retreat”. Although we will all work “by the sweat of thy brow”, hearts and bodies will be mended through the attention to fresh, raw fruits and vegetables, fun physical activity in an incredible setting, while reaching out to help heal others. Those who thrill to interact with children will find a joy unknown before because of the joyful principles lived there. Those who thrill to be noticed for their mastery and contributions to society (through their mentoring and help in the community) will find a great joy through their interested “audience”. And, of course, the children. They will have their physical and emotional needs met, thus freeing them to really live meaningful, productive lives while they discover WHO they truly are.
I will need to train those who will be helping and interacting by presenting my “JOY of Harmony” Seminars, thus finding increased joy in that outlet myself. Interacting with and seeing the healing and growth of the children and others will also bring me tremendous joy. And, possibly, my own children will be able to come spend some time with me as volunteers. THAT would be the “cherry on top!” :-)
Placed in family-type groups with about 10 children each, the “parents” will certainly be giving and serving a great amount of the time. Groundskeepers, handymen, transportation help, food handlers, “substitute parents”, educators and mentors of all types will all be very important to the community. However, no one (NO ONE!) will be given any kind of a luxurious salary. In fact, besides the basic needs being met (basic, fresh food; clothing; shelter; etc.) no one will be paid a dime. This is not about money! This is about finding our lives by losing our lives in the service of others.
Interestingly, Marcela explained that this last weekend (and particularly Sunday, March 8th) was the international (though not in the States) “El Dia de la Mujer”—“Day of the Woman”. How appropriate that the meeting and the invitation to begin caring for the needs of the children occurred during this time! I believe that when the compassionate side (typically relegated to women) of more and more of us is acted upon (irrespective of gender), the children of the world will be cared for, the earth will be cleaned up, and the quality of life for each one of us will be enhanced in like manner.
I believe that there are many who are waiting and hoping that the governments and/or the religions of the world and/or "alien beings" arriving will do something that will “save us”. But, just perhaps, it will be from the proper governing of our own individual actions as prompted by our pure hearts (the “Temple” of our souls). Perhaps as we all do our own part, no matter how tiny or grand, in a way that brings us personal happiness, we can find a world of peace and joy for all.
I believe that there are many ancient scriptures that point to this day; many esoteric writings that describe our time. Without quoting any of them in this venue, but allowing each reader to form their own thoughts and understandings, I do offer that ONLY by focusing on the “least among us” (and these children without homes, parents, food, and so many of the other “necessities” that most of us take for granted certainly qualify as “the least of the least”) we will be bringing peace and a greater sense of fulfillment to our own hearts as we help to bring a greater quality and quantity of JOY to theirs—and to the world.
I find it of interest that Harmony House and the true uniting and cleansing of the world is being initiated here in Latin America. Perhaps these people, in their poverty-stricken, most of them far-from-materialistic-state are most prepared for the inception of these principles. It will be most interesting to see if there are those from the rest of the world who will be able to truly reach down deeply into their own hearts and make the kind of difference that only they can make.
Although, perhaps, not “our brother’s keeper”, we are our own. As we live true to our own inner promptings we also find ourselves doing that which is most helpful to others, too. I beseech each interested reader to ask themselves: “What can I do?”
After enough of us have united together, perhaps the “leaders” and governments will take note. Perhaps at that time the red-tape will be taken from the existing programs and the implementation of Harmony House will be changed somewhat. (For a powerful slide-show presentation of precisely how this can work, please go to: http://www.worldwideunited.org/ and sign the declaration.)
As Miriam prepares them and sends them on to me, I will be posting photos and highlights of the children and the general situation of the community. Perhaps this will be of help to those considering getting involved. If so, please watch for an upcoming blog issue. Also, “You Tube” has several videos of Puerto Quito which may be of interest to view.
For those who have my email address, feel free to write to me with your ideas. Others can write to me through the “contact” link address of my website.
May we each find peace and JOY in our own hearts as we bring increased JOY to those around us.
My great love to YOU,
Kimberly
www.loveistheanswer.info
P.S. Feel free to distribute this information and share it with all you feel to. May you have a happy day! :-)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tYQovmtO06k&feature=related
It’s a Small World
It's a world of laughter, a world of tears;
It's a Small World, after all;
You may have noticed that I have not posted a blog update for quite some time. Why? A couple months ago I received a distinct impression that I had to truly “Know” my Self—completely—before I could ever truly help any other properly. So with that, I figuratively curled up into my “cocoon” and, perhaps like the caterpillar, allowed my “growth” to come, unimpeded, from within Me. I stopped focusing on trying to help others through writing my books and attempted to live only and completely true to my own inner compass of “JOY”.
I did begin teaching English classes in February at the nearby pre-school where Krystal attends. That has brought in about $100. :-) per month. But more than the money, teaching the children English (masquerading as “English”, but actually lessons in “happiness”) has given me an easy, Joy-filled outlet where many lives have been touched—including mine. Other than that I have just gone about my simple day-to-day tasks, spending much time in pondering, “listening”, and allowing what is within me to present itself.
Also, through Facebook especially, I have been very gratified to reconnect with people from my “long ago”. Some from verrrrrry long ago! :-) It has been a true Joy! Somehow, the simple connecting with others has, for me, gone hand-in-hand with being “still” and finding Me. Ooooh, I have such a love for people!
As simple as all that has been, I know that many lives have been touched by the random or daily interchanges Krystal and I have had here in Ecuador—and possibly beyond. I know that people’s lives have been brightened by my smiles.
I have not allowed myself to focus on my limited money supply dwindling. Instead, I maintained my peace and reached out to connecting with others, knowing that at some point, I would “know”…and be able to proceed.
Well, my experience has been amazing. I have been “finding” myself in ways that I never could have in the United States. In the process, my understandings have deepened and increased far beyond what I had thought I had understood before.
I have known that if I was truly living true to my Self that my life would flow and be relatively simple for me; that the “work” I would feel to engage in would bring me a great amount of satisfaction. I have known that I would, in a sense, “magnetize” to me those things and people who were most ready to be a part of my life. A friend sent me a link to a video on “Peace Pilgrim”. I watched it—twice—read her writings and was greatly moved by her faith and the power of her determined desire to DO something that would Really bless the lives of others—even if it was simple. She acted on what she Could do. She has affected many people. Including me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ySs2rLcPhU
A couple weeks ago, Krystal and I were out walking around the neighborhood and stopped at the little store (“tienda”) near our house where they sell natural ice cream (“helado”). We began talking with the couple who own and run the store. After a while, the conversation turned to health, they peppered me with questions, and then the topic turned to Harmony House and my passionate desire to help bless the lives of the children of the world—beginning here in Ecuador, if possible.
The more we talked, the more emotional the man became until he shared some experiences he had had and then shared that “siempre, siempre, siempre” (always, always, always) he would help me and wanted to be a part of Harmony House. He then shared that he was an attorney and would see that I get my residency here in Ecuador. Wow! Again, just living my peace, “life” brought them to us—for the possible “price” of occasional yummy ice cream cones. :-)
The day before that, my dear friend, Luis (the owner of the preschool) arrived home from his construction project in Puerto Quito. (He is an engineer by trade.) He excitedly asked me if I would like to live in Puerto Quito. It turns out that he had gotten into a conversation with the English teacher at the little school there where I had extemporaneously taught a couple months ago when we had gone up with him. The wife of the English teacher is in the government of the province (“state”) and she was more than excited about what she heard about Harmony House and proposed that I personally come speak with her about beginning the project there.
Well, Krystal and I did go up to Puerto Quito again—this past weekend. THAT IS WHAT I’M LEADING UP TO…! :-) But, first, I’d like to share what happened the night before.
Also, through Facebook especially, I have been very gratified to reconnect with people from my “long ago”. Some from verrrrrry long ago! :-) It has been a true Joy! Somehow, the simple connecting with others has, for me, gone hand-in-hand with being “still” and finding Me. Ooooh, I have such a love for people!
As simple as all that has been, I know that many lives have been touched by the random or daily interchanges Krystal and I have had here in Ecuador—and possibly beyond. I know that people’s lives have been brightened by my smiles.
I have not allowed myself to focus on my limited money supply dwindling. Instead, I maintained my peace and reached out to connecting with others, knowing that at some point, I would “know”…and be able to proceed.
Well, my experience has been amazing. I have been “finding” myself in ways that I never could have in the United States. In the process, my understandings have deepened and increased far beyond what I had thought I had understood before.
I have known that if I was truly living true to my Self that my life would flow and be relatively simple for me; that the “work” I would feel to engage in would bring me a great amount of satisfaction. I have known that I would, in a sense, “magnetize” to me those things and people who were most ready to be a part of my life. A friend sent me a link to a video on “Peace Pilgrim”. I watched it—twice—read her writings and was greatly moved by her faith and the power of her determined desire to DO something that would Really bless the lives of others—even if it was simple. She acted on what she Could do. She has affected many people. Including me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ySs2rLcPhU
A couple weeks ago, Krystal and I were out walking around the neighborhood and stopped at the little store (“tienda”) near our house where they sell natural ice cream (“helado”). We began talking with the couple who own and run the store. After a while, the conversation turned to health, they peppered me with questions, and then the topic turned to Harmony House and my passionate desire to help bless the lives of the children of the world—beginning here in Ecuador, if possible.
The more we talked, the more emotional the man became until he shared some experiences he had had and then shared that “siempre, siempre, siempre” (always, always, always) he would help me and wanted to be a part of Harmony House. He then shared that he was an attorney and would see that I get my residency here in Ecuador. Wow! Again, just living my peace, “life” brought them to us—for the possible “price” of occasional yummy ice cream cones. :-)
The day before that, my dear friend, Luis (the owner of the preschool) arrived home from his construction project in Puerto Quito. (He is an engineer by trade.) He excitedly asked me if I would like to live in Puerto Quito. It turns out that he had gotten into a conversation with the English teacher at the little school there where I had extemporaneously taught a couple months ago when we had gone up with him. The wife of the English teacher is in the government of the province (“state”) and she was more than excited about what she heard about Harmony House and proposed that I personally come speak with her about beginning the project there.
Well, Krystal and I did go up to Puerto Quito again—this past weekend. THAT IS WHAT I’M LEADING UP TO…! :-) But, first, I’d like to share what happened the night before.
Friday night, Krystal and I went out with a new friend, Fernando. He took us up to the “Panecilla” (Spanish for “little bread roll”) which is the name of the hill upon which Ecuador's “National Consecration to the Immaculate Heart of Mary“ stands. Before the Spanish Conquistadors gave it this funny name, Panecillo – “little bread roll” – the hill was called Yavirac and it is said that the Incans had built a temple there to worship their god, the Sun. The building of the Panecilla began in 1976 and took about 30 years to complete. The hill upon which it sits is in the very center of town where the Incan’s for many years had a beehive-shaped oven for making their healing drinks. (The oven still stands as a monument.)
Made from 7,000 sheets of aluminum, “the Virgin” stands 41 meters tall and can be seen from anywhere in Quito. Locals are proud of their Virgin as it's the only one in the world that has wings and reminds one of an angel. What is really unique is that the Virgin is in a dancing position in contrast to the usual static Madonnas. With her feet poised on top of Ecuador, she stands on top of a huge, aluminum globe of the world. With her right arm held in a square, her left arm crosses her body and holds onto a chain that is connected to a snake-like beast at her feet that she has subdued. She also has wings and a halo of 12 stars surrounding her head. At night, and especially during “La Navidad”, the Panecilla is lit up and becomes a veritable “lighthouse” to the city. I believe there is great significance to the symbolism here but will not elaborate upon it now.
Also of interest, at least to me, Ecuador was the first South American country to win their independence, with the voice of liberty being sounded nation-wide on my birthday (August 10th).
My oldest son, Tyler, got engaged this very weekend to a most beautiful girl. They plan to get married in June. Although, of course, it would be wonderful to personally be with them in this exciting time…I don’t believe I will. As much as I love them, support their choices in life, and am thrilled for their happiness, there are so many young ones right here near me that are without any love and support…or even the barest of necessities. I know that Tyler and Melani will find understanding.
Bryanne, my 18 year old daughter, called at the first of the year after having an incredible dream that, she said, seemed different than anything she had experienced before. To the best of my ability and through notes I took and her repeated telling, here is her dream. I was lying on a tile floor with my arm around her as she knelt by my side. As I opened the right side of my body which seemed to have no ribs, I reached in, taking out my heart, and said, dramatically, “I must offer my life so another might live!” She described the heart as gigantic and not from the left side of my body, but from the right. Although it was damp and a deep pink color, it was not bloody or wet, but beautiful. She said that she somehow saw within its hollow cavity another, smaller heart, about the size of a typical one. The large heart had a string somehow attached to it, like an umbilical cord, with a tag of some kind. Bryanne said that I then set it down on the tile and we both watched together as it continued to beat slower and slower, finally stopping and I closed my eyes. She said that she had confirmed to her at that time her decision to be a heart surgeon. She picked up the warm heart, opened back up my body, placed it inside and continued to rhythmically pump it until it started beating again, at which point she woke up, knowing that what she had just dreamed was pretty amazing and somehow surreal.
Saturday, Krystal and I got up very early and started out with Luis and his family via their car. Partway to Puerto Quito, traffic was stalled because of a landslide. Huge boulders and piles of mud filled the road. As we waited for it to be cleared by the tractors and crew, Marcela, Luis’ wife, commented that they had been inundated by an inordinate amount of rain over the last few months. Interesting! (Right about the time I had found The Sealed Portion there was unprecedented flooding very near my house in Santa Clara, Utah… Hmmmm.)
Arriving at Puerto Quito, Luis took care of his business there at the school site and then realized that his brakes were broken on the car. While he worked on the car, the others of us walked up and down the main street of town. Groups of pre-teen homeless boys, like swarms of bees, molested the local shopkeepers, kicking at their metal doors and otherwise making their lives, obviously, frustrated. I thought of my own Spencer (12) and Parker (10) and realized that it could easily be “them” in this situation if it were reversed.
After fixing the car and quite a lengthy investigation, Luis was able to find the name and whereabouts of the English teacher. When we found his house, both he and his wife, Miriam, happened to be home and graciously invited us in. As Marcela needed to be back to work in Quito that evening, we just had a short amount of time to visit. I gave them my copy in English of the prospectus I had prepared of Harmony House. Bolivar read through it and asked questions (in his halting English) while his wife gleaned what she could. Excitedly, she called the “Governor” of the province and was able to get me a spur-of-the-moment meeting with her.
When we arrived at the governor’s office, I was sweaty and “glistening” from the high humidity and dressed in Capri pants and a white T-shirt, my hair pulled back in a pony tail—not how one would typically dress for the occasion, but I’m sure it was all perfect. I was at peace.
As we waited a few minutes, Bolivar seemed to proceed to attempt to “sell” me on why Puerto Quito needed Harmony House more than any other place in Ecuador. (Although my heart filled with the disparity of the situation of so many young, needy children—as well as adults, I was beaming inside that I might have just found the match between my burning desire and others’ needs being fulfilled!) When the Governor came, I was introduced and then the three of them, Luis, Bolivar and Miriam presented my heart’s vision—at least I believe they did, as it was all done in Spanish and I only understood bits and pieces. They waited after asking me if I knew the meaning of her name “Narciza” (“the attribute of the human psyche characterized by a great amount of admiration of oneself; self love”—I had to look it up to be sure after I had gotten home :-)). Not remembering the exact definition, still I responded that with that name, she must be perfect for her job. :-)
As they commenced talking about Harmony House, it was obvious that Narciza was only partially interested and had a great many things weighing on her mind as she proceeded to open and read her mail. Occasionally she would ask questions or make comments. Although I have gotten somewhat capable of understanding spoken Spanish, I have never heard anyone speak as rapidly as she did and therefore, could glean very little from her words.
Narciza seemed greatly intrigued that someone (me) from the United States would come to her country and desire to truly help. I realized that she was focused on the “milliones” of dollars that it would require to facilitate my plan and she emphatically presented that they had no money to offer, though they could donate land. I interceded as best I could that “the focus is NOT on the money, but on the hearts and the hands of willing people.” I told her that I believe that everyone in the world has a beautiful heart, although some seem tightly closed at the present. There are a great many that see the grave situation of the present world and would like to help, but few have the proper vision of how to go about this.
I shared my belief that there are many people who could help in some way (large or small), and though some considered me “loco”, we each needed to proceed in our own unique way, even if not understood by others. One might have a box of left-over tile from a building project. Another may be moving to a smaller home and have children’s books, musical instruments, clothes, furniture or other materials that would be helpful to donate to the children. Another may have a great desire to manually work, thereby dedicating a month/ summer/ retirement/ rest of their life to building up and maintaining the facility or helping “parent” the children. Another may have money to donate but no interest or ability to directly help. Another might want to personally volunteer, but not have the money to get here. Yet another may have great organizing abilities to oversee the volunteers, etc. etc. I shared that this project, I believe, was one that was greatly needed by all the people in the world and that this first one would serve as a prototype for others and that, I believe, Harmony Houses will dot the globe some day.
Especially considering the current economic situation of the United States and the rest of the world, it is highly likely that this project will end up benefitting many people that never would have imagined themselves involved—or their children or grandchildren.
Not only that, but I have already met many people right here in Ecuador that have expressed interest in helping with this project, again, each in their own unique way.
Harmony House will be mostly self-sustaining in that most of the food will be produced on site through the fruit trees and gardens grown and tended there. Where possible, the power, sewage and water will be as efficient, even self-sufficient, as possible. Also, the children will be taught all the basic skills (at least to some degree) of running the community, such as gardening, maintaining the facilities, cleaning, helping to prepare the basic meals, caring for the clothes, etc. Depending on their interests and desires, they will be able to have further, more intensive training in any of these areas.
Narciza seemed greatly intrigued that someone (me) from the United States would come to her country and desire to truly help. I realized that she was focused on the “milliones” of dollars that it would require to facilitate my plan and she emphatically presented that they had no money to offer, though they could donate land. I interceded as best I could that “the focus is NOT on the money, but on the hearts and the hands of willing people.” I told her that I believe that everyone in the world has a beautiful heart, although some seem tightly closed at the present. There are a great many that see the grave situation of the present world and would like to help, but few have the proper vision of how to go about this.
I shared my belief that there are many people who could help in some way (large or small), and though some considered me “loco”, we each needed to proceed in our own unique way, even if not understood by others. One might have a box of left-over tile from a building project. Another may be moving to a smaller home and have children’s books, musical instruments, clothes, furniture or other materials that would be helpful to donate to the children. Another may have a great desire to manually work, thereby dedicating a month/ summer/ retirement/ rest of their life to building up and maintaining the facility or helping “parent” the children. Another may have money to donate but no interest or ability to directly help. Another might want to personally volunteer, but not have the money to get here. Yet another may have great organizing abilities to oversee the volunteers, etc. etc. I shared that this project, I believe, was one that was greatly needed by all the people in the world and that this first one would serve as a prototype for others and that, I believe, Harmony Houses will dot the globe some day.
Especially considering the current economic situation of the United States and the rest of the world, it is highly likely that this project will end up benefitting many people that never would have imagined themselves involved—or their children or grandchildren.
Not only that, but I have already met many people right here in Ecuador that have expressed interest in helping with this project, again, each in their own unique way.
Harmony House will be mostly self-sustaining in that most of the food will be produced on site through the fruit trees and gardens grown and tended there. Where possible, the power, sewage and water will be as efficient, even self-sufficient, as possible. Also, the children will be taught all the basic skills (at least to some degree) of running the community, such as gardening, maintaining the facilities, cleaning, helping to prepare the basic meals, caring for the clothes, etc. Depending on their interests and desires, they will be able to have further, more intensive training in any of these areas.
Lighthouse Academy, the sister component of Harmony House, is the name of the type of education that will be in place at Harmony House. In this system, the curriculum is largely determined by the child’s heart. Literature, reading, writing, arithmetic, music will all be taught utilizing “the classics” but the GREATEST classic for each child will be the “book” they “write” through their own experiences. There will be much freedom during the day to pursue their individual desires and become proficient in the areas of their choosing. This will be done through mentoring, individual study, group projects, or in other ways determined by their area of interest and in consultation with their educational advisors.
Because of time constraints and language impediments, I did not completely “flesh out” the Harmony House concept in our brief (probably 20 minute) meeting—nor will I here. However, I truly see Harmony House as a powerful way to mend the world, through the hearts and hands of those willing to help. If a reader has interest, I would be happy to send more information and/or meet with them in a mini-seminar of sorts.
Not only will the children be raised to live healthy, empowered, Joy-filled lives that benefit many others as well, but the outlying community itself will be blessed. Yes, there will be less and less “swarms” of molesting or haunting street children, but the effect will be much greater than that. Unlike any other program, Harmony House is not a barricaded structure but instead depends upon interaction with others.
The principles taught and lived at Harmony House are those that I have discovered and implemented in my own life and with my own children. They are the ones that created apparent miracles in the lives of the children in my preschool in the States and that have created rippling out effects from those who have attended my seminars. They are the very same principles that I have earnestly sought (and found) and been writing about in my books. Yet they are more pure and feasible now, because of my experiences. These principles are all about respecting all others (and HOW to do that) while living happy, empowered, healthy lives. For any who are interested, these principles are aligned with and lead to the Worldwide United Foundation: http://www.worldwideunited.org/
Only those with a degree of understanding and a desire to master these principles will be allowed to interact with the children within Harmony House. I believe that we will see similar results: physical bodies as well as emotions will be healed, intellect and creativity unseen before will be unleashed, and a peace and Joy will be found within each heart and, thus, within the collective interaction of all those living and helping there.
Although in no way opulent, Harmony House will be built, run and maintained with a high quality of workmanship and materials. The flower-graced lawns and the attention to detail of each structure will all echo the theme of respect and beautiful harmony. Music and laughter, learning and creativity will sing through the interactions allowed and encouraged by the setting.
People from all over the world who agree to the principles of H.H. (all hinging on a correct understanding and living of the “Golden Rule”), who have a craft or interest to share, will serve as “mentors” for the children who have similar interests. Those from the nearby communities will be invited to participate in periodic concerts and art shows or other “performances” where the children will perform and sell through “admission” and individual transactions the pieces they have been working/learning on. In this way, they will gain a sense of pride in their accomplishments, gain “feedback” from others, prepare for their future, as well as earn spending (or saving) money that they might choose to utilize for desired “things” (such as chocolate bars, iPods, things not considered “basic necessities” and provided by H.H.). By the time of maturity, these children will be prepared to enter out into the greater community as a true, whole, healed, happy, productive adult, ready to pursue an occupation of their passion and training as well as continue to interact in productive, empowering ways.
Plato said it best, "At the touch of love...everyone becomes a poet."
As our short discussion went on, with me mostly listening to the others, I watched as the Governor’s composure visibly relaxed and her countenance brightened. I will meet again with Narciza in a couple weeks to share the concept further, but…she enthusiastically agreed to donate 30 hectares (74 acres) to Harmony House—and we will begin in May. We parted with the warm hug of sisters.
In the parking lot, Miriam asked the ages that I would be interested in helping. I responded from birth to 18—or maturity. Surprised, she volunteered that her job is working with the homeless infants of the area and that there are over 1500 homeless orphans between the ages of 0-5 years old (usually sick and needy) in that small province of about 17,000 people.
As we drove home, I had my mind flood with understanding and awareness of how to proceed. I realized that this first community of homes would deal with only those of that age group (0-5) and that the next Harmony House could deal with more or with older children, and the next one with teenagers, until we had taken care of the needs of the community. Based upon these same principles, healing communities could be established for the sick and elderly.
I am also thrilled with the prospects of what this will do for the surrounding province. Of course a sense of hope will be restored. Knowing that people from the States and other places of the world are taking a real, hands-on interest in THEM will produce a heightened sense of pride in their dwellings and community. Morale will go up as the town physically cleans up in preparation for their visitors. Visiting mentors from throughout the world will probably spend time frequenting some of the local shops and restaurants, interacting with their previously unknown brothers and sisters. Camaraderie will be established.
Those who volunteer in various ways will find they experience a completely different kind of “health retreat”. Although we will all work “by the sweat of thy brow”, hearts and bodies will be mended through the attention to fresh, raw fruits and vegetables, fun physical activity in an incredible setting, while reaching out to help heal others. Those who thrill to interact with children will find a joy unknown before because of the joyful principles lived there. Those who thrill to be noticed for their mastery and contributions to society (through their mentoring and help in the community) will find a great joy through their interested “audience”. And, of course, the children. They will have their physical and emotional needs met, thus freeing them to really live meaningful, productive lives while they discover WHO they truly are.
I will need to train those who will be helping and interacting by presenting my “JOY of Harmony” Seminars, thus finding increased joy in that outlet myself. Interacting with and seeing the healing and growth of the children and others will also bring me tremendous joy. And, possibly, my own children will be able to come spend some time with me as volunteers. THAT would be the “cherry on top!” :-)
Placed in family-type groups with about 10 children each, the “parents” will certainly be giving and serving a great amount of the time. Groundskeepers, handymen, transportation help, food handlers, “substitute parents”, educators and mentors of all types will all be very important to the community. However, no one (NO ONE!) will be given any kind of a luxurious salary. In fact, besides the basic needs being met (basic, fresh food; clothing; shelter; etc.) no one will be paid a dime. This is not about money! This is about finding our lives by losing our lives in the service of others.
Interestingly, Marcela explained that this last weekend (and particularly Sunday, March 8th) was the international (though not in the States) “El Dia de la Mujer”—“Day of the Woman”. How appropriate that the meeting and the invitation to begin caring for the needs of the children occurred during this time! I believe that when the compassionate side (typically relegated to women) of more and more of us is acted upon (irrespective of gender), the children of the world will be cared for, the earth will be cleaned up, and the quality of life for each one of us will be enhanced in like manner.
I believe that there are many who are waiting and hoping that the governments and/or the religions of the world and/or "alien beings" arriving will do something that will “save us”. But, just perhaps, it will be from the proper governing of our own individual actions as prompted by our pure hearts (the “Temple” of our souls). Perhaps as we all do our own part, no matter how tiny or grand, in a way that brings us personal happiness, we can find a world of peace and joy for all.
I believe that there are many ancient scriptures that point to this day; many esoteric writings that describe our time. Without quoting any of them in this venue, but allowing each reader to form their own thoughts and understandings, I do offer that ONLY by focusing on the “least among us” (and these children without homes, parents, food, and so many of the other “necessities” that most of us take for granted certainly qualify as “the least of the least”) we will be bringing peace and a greater sense of fulfillment to our own hearts as we help to bring a greater quality and quantity of JOY to theirs—and to the world.
I find it of interest that Harmony House and the true uniting and cleansing of the world is being initiated here in Latin America. Perhaps these people, in their poverty-stricken, most of them far-from-materialistic-state are most prepared for the inception of these principles. It will be most interesting to see if there are those from the rest of the world who will be able to truly reach down deeply into their own hearts and make the kind of difference that only they can make.
Although, perhaps, not “our brother’s keeper”, we are our own. As we live true to our own inner promptings we also find ourselves doing that which is most helpful to others, too. I beseech each interested reader to ask themselves: “What can I do?”
After enough of us have united together, perhaps the “leaders” and governments will take note. Perhaps at that time the red-tape will be taken from the existing programs and the implementation of Harmony House will be changed somewhat. (For a powerful slide-show presentation of precisely how this can work, please go to: http://www.worldwideunited.org/ and sign the declaration.)
As Miriam prepares them and sends them on to me, I will be posting photos and highlights of the children and the general situation of the community. Perhaps this will be of help to those considering getting involved. If so, please watch for an upcoming blog issue. Also, “You Tube” has several videos of Puerto Quito which may be of interest to view.
For those who have my email address, feel free to write to me with your ideas. Others can write to me through the “contact” link address of my website.
May we each find peace and JOY in our own hearts as we bring increased JOY to those around us.
My great love to YOU,
Kimberly
www.loveistheanswer.info
P.S. Feel free to distribute this information and share it with all you feel to. May you have a happy day! :-)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tYQovmtO06k&feature=related
It’s a Small World
It's a world of laughter, a world of tears;
There's so much that we share,
That it's time we're aware
It's a small world, after all.
It's a Small World, after all;
It's a Small World, after all;
It's a Small World, after all;
It's a small, small, world.
It's a small world, after all.
It's a Small World, after all;
It's a Small World, after all;
It's a Small World, after all;
It's a small, small, world.
Spanish:
Spanish:
En el mundo hay risas y dolor
Esperanzas y hay tambien temor
Mucho hay en verdad, que poder compartir
Entre la humanidad
Muy pequeño el mundo es
Muy pequeño el mundo es
Debe haber mas hermandad
Muy pequeño es
Una luna hay solo hay un sol
Para todos brillan sin distincion
Y aunque muy grandes son, las montañas y el mar
Muy pequeño el mundo es
Muy pequeño el mundo es
Muy pequeño el mundo es
Debe haber mas hermandad
Muy pequeño es
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