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It doesn’t even matter


The things which we no longer have are the things which no longer matter. The hurt which remains is there to teach you something about you.

“I tried so hard, and got so far, but in the end it doesn’t even matter…I had to fall to lose it all, but in the end it doesn’t even matter.” (Linkin Park’s “In the End”)

I lost my house in Helendale in July of 2008. While it hurt a bit, I cannot lie and say that the world was over with for me, because it wasn’t. I realized quite early on afterwards that it was meant to be like this. It was meant that I would no longer be in that place for the purpose of my having to begin the process of shedding what was once real to me.

What was once real to me was not for me to become very attached to, because in becoming attached to it all, I would suffer the worst hurt ever, which would be the stinging blows to the pride within me that would tell me that somehow, I deserved to lose everything that I thought mattered to me. And again, I cannot lie – the house, while it mattered to me a little bit, the idea that I lived where I lived mattered to me a whole lot.

Where I lived was a huge source of pride for me, but here I am, years later, and I realize that what was the source of pride was not what I thought it was, but rather and only the illusion of what was, versus what it became. What it became was a monster of proportions so huge and so…untamed…that for at least one person who used to live in that house, the loss of it was something that they’d felt on levels that not a lot of people would feel if they were not so attached to that tangible item.

And really, that is truly what any actual standing building that a person or a group of people would live inside of and call home. It is not the actual building, but what it represents. For me, the house represented a place where memories would be made, with neighbors who were some of the most pleasant people I had ever known.

Yet, here I am, seven years later, almost, and things have changed markedly.

I no longer care about the house that I no longer owed a lot of money on. The only memories that I have of that place that can be called good and real are the ones of my kids, of my hula halau, of the treasure called friends who, when I thought about it, are two of the very best people I know and two people who I love immensely. While I no longer own all the vehicles, no longer have access to the golf course, the lakes, I have what can never be taken from me.

I have me.

I have this me.

Losing something as big as the family home is not something that I hadn’t been through at least once in my lifetime, and that is probably why I was okay the day that I have to pack up my entire house, without the help of certain others, and leave that life behind. The reason that life had to be left behind and the reason why that life and the loss of it no longer matters is because even in all of that loss, the one thing that was gained by me was not just “this me.”

I gained, through the losses, the reality of two people who, no matter what, have always been there for me (Hi April…Hi Tim…I Love You Guys!) Through that loss, I regained and revived and recreated hula to become what, for me and a lot of people like me, it was meant to be, which is not a Polynesian review show, but medicine. I gained, through that hurt, a new lesson to work through and to turn into The Sisterhood of The Soul, and through that group of healer women who are also my cousins, have created what is the beginning of things as they ought to be.

And that is not the only loss that I gained from, really. I gained the bravery to confront my abuser, to tell him that we are done and that within but a very short time here now, it will be on paper. I gained the knowledge that even as I have been the very one to have to learn to heal me, without the hurt of feeling like my own blood relations skipped out on me when things got to be really too much for me to deal with, I gained the right to call myself a strong, Stand Alone Human Being.  This does not mean they all skipped, because the ones who mattered the most never did. It just seemed that way at times.

Seriously…in the end, it doesn’t even matter

When we are able to get past the hurt, and when we are able to look at the dragons which once invaded our waking life and our sleeping dreams, and when we can see things from a new perspective, this is when things that we thought mattered no longer matter as much. It is when we realize that we have learned what we are meant to learn from any given situation that our lives will begin to blossom.

For instance, not too long ago, I was very upset with my parents, and it was over something that was a source of pride for me. I won’t go on with what it was all about. I will just state here that the last time that hurt visited me was yesterday, and when I say the last time, I mean exactly that.

I mean that no matter what it is that I want to do for them or for anyone else, the one person who I need to do the most for is me. This is not my telling anyone that you have to be selfish, because being selfish is very counterproductive.

What I mean is that, once we let go of the grip that we have on certain ideals, on certain things that we think we have to have be a certain way, on things that we believed mattered for so long and which really do not matter in the manner that they once mattered, we are, at that point, in a stage of growth. The sooner that we really wrap our heads around this, and the sooner that we accept this one thing, the sooner we will find out the reason that we hurt for so long.

Vice Grip

Lots of us like to have a vice-grip on things that we ought to not have said grip on. When we choose the energy onto which we will hang we have to remember that there are good reasons to hang onto it, and then there are all the other reasons. 

We each have our own reason for hanging on to the energy, or, on the other side of that, allowing the energy to have its vice-grip on us.

There are times when this grip is welcomed, when it is needed and when it is pleasant, and then there are all the other times.

There are times when it is that we do not want the vice-grip loosened, when we would rather bathe our own selves in that energy because it is so very welcoming and so very…much a part of us…that to release it would cause our own energy field a whole lot of havoc…then, there are all those other times.

It is all those other times that we need to help ourselves understand why it is that we want to believe that we are meant to hang onto it.

Recently, one of those two very good friends ended his own struggle with a vice-grip energy that was not an energy that would have helped him grow into the person who he is becoming. It took us months to realize that what he was seeking had been so easily attained that once it was that he was able to allow this vice-grip to no longer have him in that bind of hurt, things just seemed to be much lighter for him. He’d have never made it through the same lesson one more time. It would have wrecked him for the rest of his life in many more ways than only one.

On my part and in my life, even as there is a very lovely vice-grip energy that I am lucky to have whenever I can get it, there is the other side of that, which is the side and the thing which prompted this writing today.

Too many teachers of the Divine seem not to tell their charges that things will be harsh before they are not, and the harshest lessons of all are the ones which come from the people who have been in our lives for years and years. On my part of all of this other side of the energy stuff, my biggest challenge over the course of my life has been trying hard to get my blood relations, at least a lot of them, to take me seriously, to have some semblance of respect for at least how I feel, let alone who and what I am, and to take some measure of self-control when speaking of things that at one time meant something to me and which, at this time, I realize, don’t even matter to me as much as I thought it all did.

Why? Because I know that I am not meant for those things, at all, and until I woke up this morning, it did not dawn on me that what I was being taught has been learned, and that what I did not want to accept was accepted a long time ago in that, I am a healer, a writer, a scientist, a spiritualist…and no where in all of those things does anyone read the word “marketing person.”

Even though that is what I used to be, and in some ways still am (someone has to promote me and my girls…we do fine doin’ it all on our own), in that capacity, the one that I started out with their offerings, I am no longer.

That me no longer fits this me’s life and this me’s needs and this me needs things to be a lot more organized for this me to be satisfied with life in that respect. This does not mean that I have no respect for what this set of people are doing. It means that I no longer have to voluntarily obligate me…this me…to their bidding, even as I easily and readily lend myself to their success.

That You is not This You

You know very well that not one of us, at least not without the help of someone experienced in past life regression, can go back in time, at least not for real. We can visit there, and we can take a few moments there, but you have got to admit that even though right now, for myself included and to a limited extent, might suck beyond all which else that sucks, you have to admit that you would so much rather be this version of you than that other you.

That other you was weak in many areas of your own life, and that other you was someone who, from time to time, you did not even like very much. That you did things that this you would never dream of doing, because this you has built a wall of integrity that cannot be demolished by anyone but this you.  This you loves who you are becoming, and that old you..well, that you no longer exists.

That You no longer exists

Believe me or not, the reason that for some of us, life seems to be very difficult right now is because many people don’t realize that the reason things do not work like they once did in the past is because you are now this version of you, and this version of you cannot do things any longer that the old version of you used to do. 

That might be a little hard for you to wrap your head around, and it takes time to ease into the new you, but once it is that you have done just said such easing into things, you will find that you cannot do things like you used to do them. You will find that it is hard to fit into your old lifestyle, with the same type of people who used to be the people who you would do anything for.

You will find out that even though this you requires a little more than the old you did, once you get the hang of it, you will not look back, ever, and neither will you want to. You will learn that there are times which require you to return to pieces of that old you, but in those times you will be beside yourself with wonder because even using some of what was you, even in that instance, it is the new and improved you. 

I cannot lie – I would love nothing more than to no longer live where I am right now, but, the fact of the matter is that, the old me – she is who used to live in that big fat house on the golf course in the desert, and she is who would be hurt by the words that she is reading right now, and that me would pretend that anything else offered in the way of a new place to live would be just fine, even though that me, on the inside, would be dying a death of the ego on many levels.

This me, however, has been actively looking for that new place where new memories, with all of the right people, are going to be made, and this me, while she can be markedly impatient for good things to happen, knows, just because she is this me, that the perfect house where all of these great things will happen is just waiting to tell me that it is the right one for us. This me might be a little on the strange side (a little?), but this me loves me, and this me takes no shit from anyone when in regards to this me and what this me knows is right for me. 

In the end, our losses are meant to teach us to become the best versions of ourselves. Our pain is not meant to live on forever, and is there to make us aware that we are in need of some “me maintenance.” Our past hurts are meant to remind us that we have been through what we needed to go through in order to get to the person who we are becoming, and the people who we are each becoming are meant to go through this crap called loss, pain, hurt, all so that we can recognize what they are and more, recognize the things that are NOT meant to hurt us. 

Me and This Me need to get things moving right along for the day… please make sure that you know what is worth having a vice-grip on, and more, what you will allow to have a vice-grip on you.

I Love You All !


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The Gift That Is Being Aloha

No matter what anyone thinks, you do not have to be ethnically Hawai’ian to show Aloha, and neither to Know Aloha…


It technically means “Breath of Life,” which, in my line of vocation, it would be the Breath of Life through the show of Aloha which would be the one thing that I personally chalk up to being the most wonderful thing in the world. Aloha is the energy that a lot of us do not know we have within us. And really, my opinion is that it is because too many people who are not Hawai’ian have made that one word somehow a…(gulp)…sales pitch, and it is so not a sales pitch, we have this … ridiculousness…that is not the truth of what is Being Aloha.

I don’t care that in some parts of commerce and some parts of the country that today is “Aloha Friday”…for lots of people on the planet, everyday is a day to give to others the Breath of Life.

Aloha can be thought to literally mean “Joyfully Sharing Life.” While this is just the thought, it was the only way that I could explain what it really means and as has been taught to me for the majority of my life on this rock we all call home.  I am not addressing anyone in particular. I am addressing the fact that there are a lot of us who are not Hawai’ian and who have been showing Aloha for as long as you have been breathing the very air that we all share.

Mahalo nui loa, by the way, for doing so, because there really is no such thing as too much Aloha.

This is what this posting is all about, really – the idea that there are 7 days in a week, but the only day set aside for even the very word “Aloha” is Friday. If you are vocationally spiritual, everyday is a day to share, to give, to spread, to offer, and most of all, to Be, Aloha.

It is the truth that we Hawai’ians are meant and born into this lifetime for the purpose of Being Aloha. 

It is a sadness that is real to a lot of light workers, the idea that there are some who share this same energy in their lives with me and who are not willing to not pick and choose who they will show their Aloha to. Yes, light workers are still humans, and we still have the ability to feel things that hurt us, and really, light workers are a group of people on this planet here to lend to the healing of souls which are sharing the air with us. That we are such wounded healers is a very good reason as to why it is that we are also, alongside all of my Hawai’ian Ohana globally, meant to go out into this world on the daily and spread the energy that is Aloha – because we are the very ones who understand how elusive we want to believe it is. The reason that we believe it is elusive is because many of us, many, many people who are here with us in this lifetime know how to Love, but they are scared to do so, because they have been so hurt in the past by it in every possible way that it can be had that they become guarded.

When we are talking about the collective of Hawai’ian people on this planet we are talking also about an entire race of people who feel a collective hurt, because historically we have been wronged on many levels and really, on that same collective level, there is a guardedness, a deep mistrust in people who are not the same, at least for MANY of us, as us, (you know…Kanaka) and on that level I understand that pain. However, at a level that too many of us shun, I understand, too, the pain that is the collective of the rest of the world, the part of the All That Is that makes it so that we have the experiences we have with the people who we have them with. There is a lot of pain, collectively, within the Hawai’ian race, and our only answer, at least for the most part of us, is that we know we are meant to spread Aloha, so, yes, even begrudgingly, we give what we have in abundance to those who have no idea that Aloha is NOT a silly word that we have all heard people on TV slaughter and say incorrectly.

Aloha is an energy that holds prevalence for us all, even if you are not Hawai’ian – you are human, and that makes you part of the human ohana, the one that Spirit puts together, and the one that Spirit ensures is not so much divided in terms of being divided from other people, but divided in terms of which part of the human race will show Aloha in this form or that form, and which part of the human race will be the ones to musically show Aloha, and which ones will it be to do so through artistic means, through financial means, through whatever means it is that we each were specifically designed for.

Think of it as this is our job, and this is what manner that we present ourselves in the boundaries of that job

I hate to put it that way, but this seems to be the way that most folks understand what I write. It is our job as humans, and more so if we are humans of the Hawai’ian persuasion, to be the beacon of light for others who are traveling the path of Spirit, of enlightenment, of Love. Often times we are mistaken for being hippies, but that is not what we are. We are not here to make ourselves physically presentable to anyone else, and the manner in which we show up is the way that it is so that the people who we are meant to share our Aloha with and the manner that it will present itself to the rest of the world is how it will come across.

For instance, I LOVE rock music, have a deep endearment for those whose lives are lived in the “indie” manner, and I just love to inject my personal brand of Hawai’ian into that set of humans. Because I am, so to speak, “one of them,” I am approachable and these people – mostly musicians and artistic types like myself – understand my words because outside of my being a Maoli Girl, I am also one of them. I speak “rock musician,” and I speak “indie rock,” and I speak “metal,” and “party girl,” and all of those other things that happen to be part of that genre of life.

Because they are the main group of kind of people that I meld best with, these are also the sort who make up my Soul Tribe – which is a group of people who I refer to as being my “Hanai Ohana,” or, “adopted family.” While I have my blood family and love them dearly, it is my Hanai Ohana who I share the tightest bond with, and it is because our mission, collectively, is the same. It is this same way in all walks of life, and if we are paying better attention to it all, we will see who our own “Hanai Ohana” is.

A few examples

That one guy at the office…the one who you talk all the time to about that one thing you have in common…it could be a love for professional sports or a love for coaching kids in said same sport…this guy has the possibility of being your Hanai Ohana…

That one lady – you know who she is, and you so dearly enjoy talking to her all the time because she gives you the feeling that you are part ofher world, even if you don’t know one another that well. She is your friend. You are her friend. You share some things in common that you know means that there is something there that you ought to be figuring out more of, and that one thing is the welcoming energy that is the Aloha shared between you.

Most of us have cousins, and within that set of people with whom you share not only Aloha, but also DNA, are people who are part of your Soul Tribe, of your Hanai Ohana, because within that set of cousins and you there is a special bond that exceeds the limitations of blood, surpasses the boundaries of things that are or can be typically annoying within anyone’s extended family.  Oh MAN do I know this one REALLY well…try thinking that you are the only one who can be called “weirdo” for the majority of your life and then one day you find out you have cousins who are JUST like you are…it makes for a totally different energy where, in the past, you felt like that energy of ugliness within DNA ties would never go away. Finding out things like this sort of makes up for all the times in one’s life where you felt like the black sheep, only to find out that you were more the stand alone wolf than much else.

And more than that, where it was that others placed you at the end of the proverbial pack, you turned things around and came back larger than life leading said pack…but you don’t know this without also accepting that maybe, just maybe, you have been going about all this…Aloha…stuff…not quite in the manner that you could have been, and all because you didn’t know better.

Yes – because you did not know better. I grew up in the energy that is “Us versus them” in terms of being Hawai’ian. Through some blood family, I was taught to see that because I am Hawai’ian, I am different, that I have the right to recognize this about myself, and that it is a good thing to make it known that this is what I am.

This is all fine and good until and unless someone who believes that they have a little bit of power within the familial groove thing  and believes that it is their right to teach not only the people within their family this lie, but then who go out into the world and teach others this lie about Aloha…Aloha and being one of the millions of “faces of Aloha” – you know… KANAKAS… that to be part of this Nation of the Kingdom of Hawai’i (hey…I gots to be proud Kanaka Maoli…deal with it) also means that we are the ones who make sure to it that people see our greatness, that it is better than their greatness, and that since we come from royalty, it is our job to make other people feel like they are beneath us.

No, again…I am not pointing fingers at anyone. If you feel like I am doing this, it is not me who needs to check herself…seriously.  I am showing the world through these words that it is up to all of us to Spread Aloha and that it is our duty as Hawai’ian people to NOT make others, namely those outside of our ethnic boundaries, feel like they are not worthy of the Breath of Life. It is our duty to support one another, not only as Hawai’ians, but also as humans who have been placed here for the purpose of showing our Love for the rest of the world in the manner that we have each been taught.

We have each been taught many things, but the most important thing we have all within us is the undying Breath of Life, the Ha which is so important to the perpetuation of our very selves, not through the birthing of new and literal life, but through the birthing of our very selves as sentient whole beings and beings of and in the light of Healing for the world to know and have and see and yes, of course, to Be, alongside us guys in the energy that is the breath of Life that we all have the duty to Spirit to gift to others.

Aloha is the very Breath of Life within all humans. We have spent so much time collectively seeing only what is not the same between us that we have not given any thought to what is the same, and what is the same is that we all need to be part of something bigger than we are. The truth is that we all need to have the Love, the Aloha, that we give to others given back to us in some manner. The truth is that we are meant to Love, not only those who are within the confines of our Soul Tribe Families, but also to the grandeur that is the entirety of our race…the Human Race.

Aloha is not about where you came from, where you were geographically born, has nothing to do with anything more than the realness that is Love of the Agape sort, and the sort which gives life and offers love on the Spiritual climes of Life.

Without Aloha, we cannot breathe.

So please go out into your own private, personal worlds and #LiveALOHA!

I Love You All!


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Dreams…they don’t build themselves

Too many people want to believe that the Law of Attraction is somehow fail-safe. It isn’t. No matter what anyone cares to believe, dreams and the manifesting of them takes work.

The thing about dreams is that we all have them, and we all want them to become our personal reality. The thing about dreams is that they also take a bit of work, and the work that has to start is on the inside of us. The inside work is the hardest kind, because that is where we have to really ask ourselves what, for real, it is that we want out of this madness called dreaming big.

The madness called “Dreaming Big”

Let’s think about something here for a sec, okay? Let’s think about everything that we can that took both thought and time to bring into being from a dream. Take for instance, the idea that we can flip up a light switch and BANG! Let there be light. Let’s think about the idea that everyday people drive cars, and that not too long ago in the history of mankind were the only “cars” horse and buggies. Let’s think about the microwave oven, and let’s think about instant ramen soup, and let’s think about airplanes and ships and hell yes let’s think about (ugh) Disneyland.

ALL of these things were spawned from someone’s thought, meaning that those things in your head called thoughts that could be equated with your own discovery of things undiscovered (say, for instance, the creation of courage within you to try and try until you manifest that big ole dream of yours). Undiscovered things are those things that are in manifest, things that are basically and only a thought at this moment. We all have them, dreams, and a whole lot of us STILL seem to think that because we think they are way too big, that we are way too small to make them happen.

This is because we collectively suffer from an ongoing condition which makes us all spout the words, or at least the thought “I wanna do it by mySELF!” just like those tiny little petulant kids you are thinking about right this moment. This is a lot of our problem, the idea that we don’t need help. Of course we need help, and loads of it! Where did we get the idea and when the hell did we start believing that somehow we can do everything all the time all by ourselves? If you thought about how many babies are born everyday, just in your own town alone, that should be enough evidence right there that not only are we not alone in this lifetime, but neither are we to be alone all the time. That is why Spirit sends us people, many, many people, to share the earth and life experiences with.

You are not alone, so why behave as though, alone, you can make something bigger than life come alive?

Don’t get me wrong, please – I am all for people doing things on their own, but I am more for the idea that people should ask for assistance when they set out in the world on the building of a dream. I have a whole lot of dreams, and all of them are somehow tied to the sharing of Aloha, to the idea that no matter who our blood relations are, that we are all one family and since it is that we are taught that family comes first, it is also something that we learn to share with people.

When it comes to fashioning a life, every single one of us starts out with the dreams about the great house, the car, the dream job, the great kids, the dog who doesn’t pee on the white carpet, the neighbors who are not dearly a pain in the okole, and the list goes on and on. These are all great things, but they are things that collectively we all desire. What I am talking about today are those things that stir us, that make us believe in something far greater than we are and that exists within and outside of us at the same time.

We have help, all of us, and no, it is not only from Spirit, not only from our blood relations and not only from the typical places and people we can think of. When we ask and are sincere in the intention behind the dream and we know that what we have in manifest is the greatest thing in the world (to us, that is) and we set out into the world with that  thought and that dream, the only thing that happens after that is that the Universe conspires to help us in ways we could never have imagined that She would, with people who we would never have imagined we would, and all because you were diligent with one thing and one thing only.

You believed that it could happen.

There is that word again…”believe”…

What too many of us like to say but too many do not follow is the idea that we have to believe in the reason why it is that we want to do anything at all. We have to believe in the reason, in the cause and we have to believe that what we want out of our own lives will somehow be the thing that is needed the most so that we can impact the lives of others.

Another thing that too many people believe is this nonsense about the Law of Attraction being like a genie in a bottle where all we have to do is think of a thing and like magic – POOF! – there is the thing that we so totally want.

I want you all to know that really, anything worth having is also worth putting for the effort toward the end result. This is what these …gurus…do not tell people – that in order to have what we desire, it takes work. Humans do not like to work, namely when their dreams, their pride, their love for the dream…namely when those things are somewhat vulnerable to the judgments of other people. And again…we are a very lazy bunch, we humans are, and we would rather be and stay lazy than we would put our love, our time and our selves into the manifesting of anything worthy. We would rather wait and see if someone else’s dreams will happen for them, that way if it doesn’t work out, we have an out and an excuse as to why it is that we should just forget the whole damned thing.

Don’t you dare!

Don’t you dare rob yourself of a dream! This is the reason why there are so, so, so many very dearly unfulfilled people – because they are too damned lazy to start working on something. The only way to get to the end of the work is to start the work, and if you do not start the work, how on earth are you going to see your dreams become real? That is how this works, guys…manifesting anything takes work. Sometimes it is work on the self, and other times it is actual physically being involved with the culmination of things and energy that we need in order to have what it is in our lives that we so dearly desire.

Think back to being a kid and your parents told you that if you wanted something, that you would have to work toward it. It is like having a job – no boss is just going to give up a pay check because say that you have a job at his firm – you actually have to earn the dollars you are there for by doing the work that you are hired for. This is the essential problem inherent in us all and it is the one thing that we alone are responsible for changing within us. The compulsion to give up and let things just be is way too much for us to not consider. There are a lot of things happening all at one time, you see, when it is that the fruitioning of dreams is concerned.

And ALL of the time, the most important stuff happening cannot be seen, but only felt, within us. This is where the magic is…on the inside. 

Stop with the “it’s not gonna happen,” because it could happen

The easiest way for us to get out of what we are supposed to be doing with who and what we are is to just believe that there is only one way there. The person who likes to say, is used to saying, always says “it’s not gonna happen” is also the very person for whom it does not happen.  This is the person who cannot see past the hard part of it all, the part that is not even the actual work, but is, instead, the inner work. This is where it all begins. On the inside.

On the inside is where we fear everything. On the inside is that person who thinks that they are not enough to make things happen for them. I promise – if you were good enough to come up with something that you know is doable, then you are also good enough to begin to figure out why it is that you might also think that it won’t happen.  Stop telling yourself that whatever it is that you want is not gonna happen. You know it can happen. You also know that if you stop doubting yourself, it will happen, whatever the “it” may be.

STOP telling EVERYONE you see what you are manifesting

The ONLY reason that anyone would be out in the world repeating themselves about what it is that they are dreaming of is NOT only because they are excited. I mean, very excited people might go out and do this, but the average person is not gonna go and tell  it on a mountain. However, there are those of us who are out there, daily, without proof, that something is in the works. They might be saying that they want it to happen, but they are only talking and not putting that energy into the thing they are manifesting. Being excited is great, but it is not enough. 

The other thing, the other reason that you don’t wana be out there telling people what you are doing is because really, that is just your ego talking. Think about it – how many times have you gone out in the world, thought about something really great for a while, proceeded to go on with life and it never happened? LOTS…right?


The reason this happens is because at that point, it really is your ego who is in charge and it is your ego who is marketing and promoting something that is not even really being thought about, let alone worked on. The only thing working at that point is your mouth and ego in tandem to do one thing – wreck the dream. I am reminded of writers who say they are writers and the ones who actually write, often, if not daily. Just like you are not a writer if you do not engage in the activity of writing, no matter what, if you are not working on your dream doing anything more than running your mouth about it, all you are doing is running your freakin’ mouth. 

And more than that, there is the wasting away of the energy that is supposed to be meant for the building of your dream. We would rather talk  about what it is that we want to do, the way that we see it as the end result in our thoughts, allow it to remain that way forever and ever amen, and why? Because we forgot to balance the excitement with something else that is needed – that one thing is discipline. 

The Collective UGH called disipline

It takes discipline to do anything at all worthwhile to us.  The word “discipline” has taken on such a negative energy over the years and too many of us are so dearly undisciplined that when it comes to things we really, really want in our lives, we are at a loss for how to get there. If there is anything at all that any good teacher of Spirit will tell their students it is that having discipline is a requirement for growth. Of course, when my beloved teacher Noreen told me this, after my beloved first teacher, my Auntie Kalei, gently told me this same thing, that anything I want in my life is mine – I just have to do what is required of me by Spirit to get it done.

At that time in my life I wanted everything handed to me. At that time in my life I was that spoiled golf course princess of a trophy wife, who, even though in the material sense, if I wanted it, all I had to do was show some cleavage and put on a pouty-lipped show, promise some things that I thought nothing about and it and the money I wanted (you know, just in case…yeah…just in case I wanted to buy good booze for me and Kim and Marsha) were mine – just like that. It never dawned on me at that time how much I depended on things outside of me. I never realized then what I know for sure now, and that I know for sure now is that when we put our intention out there into the Universe, give it and our expectations of what we expect to see versus what we end up with (which is ALWAYS SO much WAY better than what we can visualize) and we go with the flow of our lives, continuing to pour our love and our energy into something at all, no matter what, we get what it is that we see and more, what we are willing to create for us.

Don’t talk about it…get your okole out there and LIVE IT

Here is where the fine line is drawn. A person can tell anyone that they are this, that they are that, but if they are not doing what it requires to be thing 1 or thing 2, then they are neither of those things and the only thing that they are is in limbo.

Do not bother wasting your breath or your precious energy talking about your dreams – get your okoles out there and pay attention to things in your awareness. Wait for your signs. Be hungry for your opportunities and be mindful of everything that is in your awareness because all of it carries meaning for you somehow. All of it carries energy which is connected to that one thing that you know is in you, that you know is possible, that you alone are meant to birth into consciousness, not only for you to enjoy, but for the world to take notice of the reality of who you are, according to that dream that lies dormant within you.

Take time everyday to see to it that you do something, at least one thing, toward the manifestation of your biggest grandest dream.

If you don’t take the time, it will not come into being. If it does not come into being, that one thing will continue to haunt you until you decide to finally stop being such a scared pansy-ass, go on out there into the big fat scary world and build that dream…

If a dude can bring to life a talking mouse, and another dude can bring to life a talking sponge, and yet one more can keep us in stitches over how many times that damned coyote is going to be duped by that roadrunner…well, you can just about imagine what else is possible, right?

You won’t know that you have not been the person who brought to life a phenomena that is as big as that sponge is…the very one who lives in a pineapple…under the sea.

If we can bring talking sponges who live in pineapples under the sea, I am pretty sure that there is a whole lot more that we can do.

It just takes work, and belief that it has to be…and it will Be…







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