Monday, June 23, 2008
Law of Attraction: Setting Your Preferences for Maximum Attraction
What would happen if you knew yourself so well you could say with confidence, "No thank you, I prefer..."
How would you look at others if you really understood that their choices are perfect for them?
The Law of Attraction teaches us to recognize our personal preferences by noticing how things feel and asking ourselves, "Which feels better? This or that?" When we take the time to notice our feelings, we learn about ourselves in a way that leads to great personal freedom and happiness.
Before I learned about the Law of Attraction and how I attract people, situations and opportunities in complete accord with my vibration (vibes), I tried to live by a set of standards or principles. I remember a time when I asked my pastor if he could give me a list of these principles so I could make sure I was living the right way. I did everything I could to be the perfect mother, dutiful housewife and selfless Christian. I thought that by conforming to what other people expected, I would become happy, too. I was NOT a happy, joyful person. I was a person in great emotional and eventually physical, pain.
But the Law of Attraction taught me to notice when something doesn't feel good, because that feeling of discomfort is an indicator that something is NOT good for me. Anything out of alignment with who I am and all the purposes I came to fulfill will NOT feel good. WOW! I had been placing my hand on a hot stove and trying to feel comfortable with the pain. I'd lived with chronic emotional and physical pain for so long that I was becoming numb to it. (A third degree burn is painless because all the nerve endings are burned away.)
One day, the truth finally dawned on me: Only I can choose what is best for me. No one can tell me what is good for me -- only I can tell. And the way I tell is by noticing how everything feels, then looking for the thought, answer, idea or thing that feels best.
"Good feels good. Bad feels bad." Abraham-Hicks
Knowing and honoring my personal preferences causes me to fulfill ALL my life purposes -- naturally. Everything I set out to do during this lifetime is already programmed within me. The way I "read the program'" is to notice what brings me great joy and follow that lead. In fact, this is the shortest and easiest way to find fulfillment. Before I learned about the Law of Attraction, I felt like I had lost 30 years of my life by trying to endure a poor marriage. But within 5 years of applying the Law of Attraction in the way described in this article, I felt caught up on life. About two years ago, I had a profound realization: "Today, I am exactly where I would be, if I had done the first 55 years of my life differently." That is a GREAT feeling!
Now I tell my students: "Your personal preferences are as unique to you as your fingerprints. Only you can do certain things in this life and your preferences are there to guide you into actually living life in the most joyfully satisfying way!"
What about you? Are you seeing yourself in this light? Have you wondered why you don't fit in with the crowd? Are you ready to accept yourself and your preferences as being right for YOU?
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
June 1, 2008 We'll Start a NEW 30-Day Miracle Experiment
"Even though this situation looks bad (or hopeless or endless) I am opening a Window of Possibility to an unexpected outcome."
This will be FUN! Together we will rejoice with you as you ALLOW the Universe and Source to do wonderful things for you! Please log in with your intention to participate in this Experiment!
Love,
Rebecca
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Divine Intervention in Attempted Suicide
As soon as I was able to leave the house, I drove to the hospital—all the while wondering: “Why did she ask for me? We hardly know each other.”
I found Mary lying in a hospital bed that was totally disheveled—dried vomit was obvious by appearance and smell. Her hair was wild and matted with more vomit. Her mascara had obviously smeared across the pillow. She was pale -- very pale -- and shaky.
“What has happened? Why are you here?” I asked.
“I tried to kill myself,” she replied. “And everyone is angry with me. The nurses have not helped me comb my hair, or wash my face even.”
“Tell me about it,” I invited while I opened her nightstand and found the basin, soap and a washrag. I filled it wit warm water, then sat on her bed and began gently wiping the tears from her face.
“Roger and I split up,” she began. “He had the kids this weekend and I was so depressed I took a whole bottle of sleeping pills. I wanted to die.”
Considering the fact that Mary was barely five feet tall and weighed may be 95 pounds, I wondered if she had really ingested a full bottle of pills.
“How many did you take?” I asked softly.
“I’m not sure. They told me they found 34 pills undigested when they pumped my stomach.”
“Oh, then someone found you right away?” I was being quite logical.
“No, actually, that’s why I called you. I was not found until my husband brought the children home—48 hours after I had swallowed the pills.”
I was quiet for a few minutes as I took it all in. Rationally, that was not possible. Yet here she was alive, although a bit rough looking.
Her next comment really surprised me. “I thought of you right away. Remember the day you came to my house and told me that God loves me?” I nodded my head. “Well, my husband and I had a good laugh at you. We thought you were a ‘nut-job’ for doing that. But when I came to from having my stomach pumped, you and your words where flooding my mind. That’s why I called you.”
I had finished bathing her face, neck, chest and arms. I could not find a hair brush, so I took the comb from my purse and began gently combing her hair.
“Do you believe me now?” I asked kindly.
“Well, someone must love me. I should have died and well -- here I am alive.”
Mary did live. In a few months she and her husband re-married and the last I heard they were expecting child number six!
As I reflect on this entire event, I can now see how Mary’s soul had reached out to my soul when we first met. With my mind, I thought we had become friends because we were both doctor’s wives with five children. Our family similarity had created a little “bond” between us. At that time, I was a little “missionary”—full of faith in God and eager to share my faith with anyone who would listen. I had not yet learned the “golden rule” which states: “If they haven’t asked the question, they don’t want to hear the answer.”
At the same time I was full of zeal, I was also paying attention to little “Spirit nudges”—those soft, gentle nudges to do something that wasn’t on my agenda for the day. Sometimes the nudge would be to phone someone and encourage or just listen to them. At other times the nudge would be stronger and I would stop in the middle of doing the dishes and go see that person. It was just such a nudge from Spirit that prompted me to visit Mary that day. Of course, my rational mind needed an excuse to visit her and the most important message of God’s love was primary in my heart. So she got the whole speech! When I left her house that day, I simply turned it over to Spirit and did not worry about how well she received that “good news.” I had done my part. And now, Spirit had done its part in demonstrating God’s love to her and keeping her alive.
You may be wondering what this story has to do with the Law of Attraction. Actually, it has everything to do with the Law of Attraction on a deep soul level. When we first learn about the Law of Attraction, we become aware of how it works—we become conscious of it and we start monitoring our thoughts. That’s a beginner’s awareness: “LOA 101.” Now, we are growing and evolving in our understanding that something inside us is a very powerful magnet and it is drawing to us situations which bypass our conscious mind.
This powerful magnet is our soul. Our subconscious mind is very connected to our soul. And our soul has a direct line of communication to our “supra-conscious mind” or Divine Mind. Our souls communicate with one another in ways our minds cannot grasp. It is very non-linear and on a very high level of consciousness that is wordless—pure vibration.
You don’t have to be a guru meditating on a mountain top for hours every day to recognize your soul’s messages to you. Just pay attention to those little “nudges,” little “inklings,” little “hunches”—remember your soul needs your body to cooperate even though it does not make rational sense. You don’t have to understand it; you just have to respond to the ‘nudge.’
You may not realize how many people are alive today, because you followed that nudge and spoke kindly, bought them a meal or simply said a prayer for them. It could be the person standing in front of you at the bank has thoughts of suicide, yet their soul timed it so your soul would stand in close proximity.
Your soul is Life! Will you acknowledge your soul and choose to honor it to the best of your ability? Nothing more is required.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Divorce Can Be Positive
For almost 30 years Rebecca Hanson had deliberately ignored her feelings so that she could endure a painful relationship. Now, she realizes that her feelings were an inner guidance system, given to her as a means of discovering a life of joy, peace, fulfillment and true service to others.
Little by little and with deliberate consistency, Rebecca applied the Law of Attraction to every aspect of her life including her personal relationships, health, business and real estate transactions.
In 1997, Rebecca Hanson was living in
Ten years ago, Rebecca was pretty much on her own in understanding and applying the Law of Attraction. Now, it seems as if millions of people have opened their hearts and minds to the Law of Attraction, quantum physics and levels of calibrated consciousness.
Today, people are eagerly asking how they can use the Law of Attraction to achieve positive outcomes--even in what is typically seen as a negative situation like divorce.
"All my life I have been a natural teacher and coach to others. I had such a strong desire to help people that I became a Registered Nurse and married a doctor. Little did I know that my desire to work as a nurse would be thwarted almost immediately after we tied the knot! But I found ways to use my nurses' training and natural gifts. In 1970 I wrote the entire curriculum for training teenage volunteers to work in rural hospitals. This effort was noticed and used for more than 30 years by the Northern Alberta Red Cross. I volunteered to teach women's Bible classes and wrote many inspirational articles.
In 1978 our Down's syndrome daughter (our fourth child) was born and in 1980 we adopted a Down's syndrome baby who had been abandoned at birth. Through all the ups and downs of raising five children almost single-handedly, I carried a false hope that if I just sacrificed a little more, my husband would notice and care for me.
One day I woke up. It took a huge amount of courage to insist that he respect me. I remember once we were in a counseling situation and he said to the counselor, “She wants me to respect her! What will she do if I won't?” It was as if I had been sleep-walking the entire time we had been married and in a moment I came to: “If he hasn't noticed me by now, it isn't going to happen.”
Shortly after that epiphany, I left. And soon after leaving him, I discovered the Law of Attraction and I never looked back!
Yes, people told me, ‘You are sinning against God.’ The real sin was tolerating another person's disdain and discounting of how wonderful and valuable a person I was! By agreeing with my husband, I made God into a pretty sorry Creator. So I let the religious community judge me as sinful and him as a saint.
Yes, I had been out of the workforce for 30 years and no longer had my RN license. No, I did not know how I would survive.
This I knew to be true: If I will pay attention to what feels good and right to me, I will be fine and so will my children.
It was hard work changing my mind-set from negative whining, bitter complaining and being the victim to always looking for and finding something good to say about everything!
It took WAY more patience than I had developed to wade through 4 1/2 years of legal mumbo-jumbo and go through a trial! Raising severely physically and mentally challenged children was a cake-walk compared to the patience and fortitude it took to stand my ground and believe that I am worth more than you are offering.
What this long-drawn out procedure did FOR me was help me develop strength, discover MORE natural gifts (I'm a total geek with the Internet), become authentic and blossom into the wonderful, caring, loving person I had hidden from.
Today, I totally GET IT! The Law of Attraction is bringing to each one of us the precise set of circumstances necessary to bring us back to LIFE! If you find yourself in the midst of divorce, wondering if there is a way to turn this into something good--then YES, YES, YES!”
Cosmic Attraction
THREE LEVELS OF AWARENESS
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Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Miracles: Autistic Boy Miraculously Escapes Scalding
You know how a movie will show you an accident in show motion? What is about to happen is really bad and you know that in reality it only took a spit second, but the film is slowed down so it takes 10 to 20 seconds to show you the entire event. That’s how I felt as I was preparin
Matthew’s tiny fin
“Oh, my God!” I screamed, as I
Erick, the eldest of our five kids heard the commotion and came runnin
“Cold water!” the command came from somewhere deep inside me. As quickly as I could, I turned on the cold water tap and held his tiny hand in it.
“Please God,” I prayed, “Let there be a doctor there who can tell me what to do.”
Poor Matthew! Born with Down’s syndrome and, as I suspected, autism, his sense of self was so undeveloped he never cried as a baby. At nine months of a
Today he did not cry. He was oblivious to the heat of scaldin
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“There are no doctors at the church,” Erick reported.
My heart was poundin
Closin
I don’t know how to explain what happened that day—other than by prayin
What this event did for me is also difficult to put into words. It felt like someone was orchestratin
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Synchronicity: 6 Factors Leading to a Miraculous Recovery from Herpes Encephalitis
A request had just come through our church’s prayer chain: “Pray that God will heal a 12-year old boy who is in a coma from herpes encephalitis.”
There was something about the severity of this situation that called for more than a glib compliance with the prayer request. Besides, I have a “truth and justice” voice inside me that does not allow me to comply with something I do not believe is possible. Knowing the low survival rate for herpes encephalitis, I did not believe at that time recovery could be possible.
I could not pray as I was told. However, I did pray, “God, show me how to pray for this child.” Next, I held my closed Bible between the palms of both hands, suspended all thinking and allowed my thumbs to open the book intuitively. I know. I know. People say you are not supposed to do that. They argue, “What if you are told to do something totally out of context?” Well, I was asking God how I should pray for this boy and at that time in my life, the only way I could be certain the answer was coming from God, was to look in the Bible.
“Show me how to pray,” I whispered as I opened the book. As I glanced over the two pages of Psalm 27, verse 13 seemed to stand out to me:
“I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.”(NASB)
What could this mean? Was this a promise from God that the boy would live? I spoke a soft prayer, “God, if this is really you speaking through this verse, then I believe he will be healed.” I decided to keep this to myself since it seemed to fly in the face of rational facts, and it felt safer to keep it inside my heart.
A few days later I was at the hospital with one of my kids, when I saw the boy’s mother. We went for coffee and I asked her, “So how is he?” Sadly, she shook her head and replied, “The doctors say there is little hope. He is brain-dead or will be soon.”
At that moment I remembered the Bible verse, so I asked the mother, “What does God say?” Her eyes lit up and a smile stretched across her face. In a hushed tone, she whispered, “Now that’s another matter! God tells me that all is well. But I’m his mother. Maybe that is just wishful thinking.”
“Maybe not,” I pulled a small Bible from my purse. “Listen to this verse I was drawn to while praying for your son.” I read it slowly and carefully, so she could receive the full meaning behind it. "I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living." When I was done, our eyes met; we both stood up and embraced each other!
“Let’s keep this as our secret,” the mother suggested.
“I agree. It is our secret.” I promised.
Her son did not die. Gradually he came back to life. It was a long journey, but today he is alive and well. I remember seeing him when he was about 19 years old — he had such a sweet expression on his face that I wondered if he had been with angels. I also found out that he could drive a car and had his driver’s license. I was told he went downhill skiing with his friends on weekends. He missed about a year of school and had to learn how to read all over again, but in the grand scheme of things, that is very little.
As I look back upon this miracle — one of the first miracles in which I participated -- I see a number of key factors were at work:
1. Acceptance of the diagnosis was a big step. Often people simply do not want to accept what is presenting in the moment. Denial and suppression are never constructive.
2. Integrity was vital. My desire for truth led me to seek a higher level of information. Sometimes it seems easier to go along with the crowd, but this experience taught me to pay attention to the resistance I feel when confronted with someone’s “wishful thinking.”
3. I trusted my intuition. Intuition is our built-in guidance system. Some people get a “gut feeling”; others get “goose bumps”; while some folks seem to have a “knowing.” In this case, my intuition drew my attention to that specific Bible verse.
4. I carefully guarded this precious spiritual insight. If I had tried to tell the doctors, “God told me the boy will live,” and they reacted negatively to this message, they could have created doubt in my heart and it’s possible the boy might have died instead.
5. Power was multiplied exponentially when two of us agreed. “If two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven.” (Matthew 18:19) David R. Hawkins in Truth vs. Falsehood, page 38, states that one person vibrating in unconditional love counterbalances the negativity of 750,000 people in a negative state, how much more powerful are two people?
6. We celebrated the signs along the way toward the completion of this miracle! Sometimes a miracle occurs in a moment. Other times, it takes months or years to fully unfold. I remember celebrating with gratitude each milestone this young man reached during his lengthy recovery. His mother and I kept our secret with each other…until now.
Looking back on this miraculous event, I can clearly see how the affirmation we are using during “A Year of Miracles” is precise and true:
Even though this situation looks bad (or hopeless or endless) I am opening a Window of Possibility to an unexpected outcome.
When two people hold open a Window of Possibility, even the impossible becomes possible and miracles happen.
Friday, March 7, 2008
When Saying "NO" Can Mean "YES!"
I must have said, “NO” a dozen times! Why would I do that, when the Law of Attraction teaches us to focus on what we want and eliminate the words “no,” “not” and “don’t?”
Contact Rebecca, today at 250.472.1947 or email her here.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Can Every Crisis Become a Miracle?
Here’s an affirmation you can use to spin every crisis into an opportunity:
Even though this situation looks bad (or hopeless or endless)
I am opening a Window of Possibility to an unexpected outcome.
About a year after I received an excellent divorce settlement, my former husband appealed the ruling and in so doing, my income was reduced by 66%. At the same time, I was denied child support for our Downs Syndrome child, Sarah. Either of these judgments would be challenging, and together they came as quite a blow to me financially. Now, our daughter is quite intelligent and she knew that I was asking for child support and we both fully expected to receive it.
“I’m 24,” she replied.
I had to chuckle, since this seemed like “bad news” at first, but it was very confirming of the judge’s decree. I whispered in her ear, “See? You ARE an adult.” Once more she squared her shoulders, lifted her head proudly and promptly registered for the Adult Bowling League.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
How to Prepare for a Miracle
Training for Disasters
I trained in one of the oldest hospitals in the Los Angeles area, an area well-noted for its violence. Located on the corner of Hope St. and W. Pico Blvd. (the northern border of the 1965 Watts Riots), our dormitory was a very old three-story wood structure which would burn down in less than three minutes, or so we were told. Every month we had a fire drill in the middle of the night. Our neighbors loved it! They were all eyes as the student nurses went running out of the building into the street in their underwear or pajamas. One thing we were taught to do was grab a towel, soak it in water and throw it over our head as we left the building. I know that slowed us down and when it took five or more minutes to evacuate the building, I always wondered if that was really necessary. Nevertheless, I did as I was told and time and again, I wet that bath towel before exiting the building, never certain if it was just a fire drill or the real thing.
Ten years later I was grateful for that training. One cold wintry night, my husband woke me up shouting, “Beck, the bed’s on fire!” Our electric blanket had shorted out and burst into flames at the foot of our bed. Instinctively I rolled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, grabbed the first towel I could find, soaked it in water and rushed back to the bedroom. I handed it to my husband who asked, “What’s this for?” I was dumfounded for a few seconds and replied, “I don’t know—I guess it’s to put the fire out.” He had already done so, by beating the flames with a pillow. So much for preparation!
Of course it was a miracle that we were not harmed. Neither were any of our five children. In fact, we did not even have the smell of smoke on us—I always wondered why that was so. But the reason I’ve told this story is to draw your attention to how we were prepared --by repetition! Each time when the fire alarm sounded, we had practiced the same steps over and over again. Then, when the actual need arose, I didn’t need to think about it -- I acted from habit.
Training for Miracles
That’s what we’re doing with the 30-Day Miracle Experiment. Every day we are practicing this affirmation: “Even though this situation looks bad (or hopeless or endless) I am opening a Window of Possibility to an unexpected outcome.”
If you practice something for 30 days, it will have a good chance of staying in your subconscious mind. Then, when something overwhelms you, when “adversity” or bad news occurs, the truth of this affirmation will surface and you will hear your thoughts or words say something like, “Even though this situation looks impossible, I’m holding that Window of Possibility open for a miracle.”
How wide does that window need to be open to allow a miracle?
—One half of one degree—
Not 100%. Not 51%. Not 10%. It just needs to be “unlocked.”
The goodness of the Universe is eager to do something wonderful for you! I know you’ve been disappointed in the past. I know you’ve been hurt and you’ve put a padlock on your heart—I know! I have too! It’s scary at first…that’s why we practice daily, over and over again while the waters are calm and the earth is solid. For when things begin to “shake, rattle and roll,” we instinctively reach for the Window in our subconscious self and unlock it, inviting Spirit in.
The results will be outstanding! I promise.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Divorce Divides Father and Daughter:
Miraculous Reconciliation after 18 Years
It is fitting that I should write this story on Valentines Day, for this is a story of two broken hearts, healed and mended, then melted together as one--in an instant. This is a story of True Love.
Anyone who comes from a broken family understands the pain of divorce. I was twenty-seven years old when my parents divorced. While some people think that a person shouldn't be "affected" by such things once they are adults, I can assure you--I WAS! I was shocked when my parents divorced, and I had no forewarning of this event.
On the day that my dad told my mom that he was moving out, I felt a great anxiety in my spirit, so great, in fact, that I told my husband, "Something is terribly wrong in
Pain and Confusion Ensue
Pain and confusion became constant companions as I tried to "understand" what had happened: What right did he have to leave my mother? Whose standard was he using to exercise his right to leave her? What had she done that was so terrible that he could not live with her? I had questions and I asked them of nearly everyone around me. I asked God the same questions, and in so doing, I realized that my own life was in quite a mess. I searched the Bible for "the answer" to all my questions about my dad. Since he had been a Baptist minister at one time, I felt certain that he would know and obey what the Bible said about such an important issue.
About two years after the divorce, the whole family gathered in
Before I could find the carefully selected passage of scripture that would straighten this mess out, he stood up and loudly cursed me, the Bible and the whole family. Then he walked out. Needless to say we were all in shock. The shock of that cursing lasted a long time--eighteen years for myself, and twenty years for my brother and sister.
Difficulty in Letting Go
Eighteen years is a long time. Think about it. It generally takes eighteen years to graduate from high school. A whole "lifetime" of events takes place in eighteen years. During those years, contact with my dad was minimal. A card from him on my birthday, Christmas cards, the odd phone call which always stirred up the pain. Someone would hear about something he was doing and he would again become the topic of our conversation for weeks. My mother never stopped talking about him. She never let him go.
My mom maintained her relationship with God throughout this long painful separation. She read her Bible, went to church, cared about us kids and loved her grandkids. She worked as a secretary and saved her money so she wouldn't be a burden on anyone when she retired. But, always, she was obsessed with talking about my dad.
I would say that most of our conversations about him were judgmental. After all, we read our Bibles; we knew what he had done was wrong. She had done nothing that the Bible sanctioned as reason for divorce. By the time of his third marriage, we knew he wasn't coming back to her. Still, his actions and their effect on our lives were frequent topics of our conversations.
After many years, I gave up hope for my dad to ever be reconciled to his family. I doubted he was even a Christian. I felt he was a totally lost, immoral, unstable, unsavory person. That was a very dark time for me. Gradually, I got used to the darkness in my own soul--it seemed normal.
A Death Sentence
Mother did retire and she moved from
Lou Gehrig's disease was a death sentence. There was no cure. There was no treatment. I spent four months praying and asking God to heal my mother. Finally, the answer came: "Help her die." I accepted her diagnosis and did all I could to help her.
I wish I could tell you that I was a "good little Christian" who praised and thanked God every day for His righteous judgments, but the truth is that I questioned God. I really felt that it was unfair of Him to let my dad go free when he was the one who had done this great wrong to his family, and to allow my mother to die this cruel death. Finally, I asked God, "How do You see this situation?" The answer He spoke to my heart would one day transform all our lives.
About a year after my mother died, I felt something stirring inside of me--a desire to see my dad. In the long eighteen years of separation, I had only invited him once to visit my home. During that visit I had tried again--and unsuccessfully, again--to confront him with the Bible. I had no reason to expect that another visit would end differently, but I honored that desire regardless and invited him for a long weekend.
Attempted Reconciliation
My dad came armed with his own arsenal of justifications. He knew what to expect from me. I hadn't planned anything specific to confront him on--I didn't need to, I had a whole list of offenses I could whip out at any given moment. So, the weekend progressed--awkwardly, but quietly.
I had no idea that Spirit was about to move in on us in a powerful way. I simply invited two gentlemen friends over for lunch. They lead a prayer group I attended and I hoped they would "say something" important to my dad. If not, it was a way to let others meet my dad and see the man who had so wounded me.
We were sitting around my dining room table when one gentleman began telling the story of a young soldier in Napoleon's army who had gone A.W.O.L., been caught and was now about to face the firing squad. This young man's mother came to Napoleon and pleaded for mercy for her son. Napoleon replied, "He doesn't deserve mercy," to which the mother implored, "But, sir, if he deserved it, it wouldn't be mercy!" At that, Napoleon allowed the boy to live. After telling this story, the gentleman said, "I have no idea why I told that story. It just came into my head."
God’s Answer to a Prayer
As he had been speaking, I felt the strangest sensation of heat come over my head and into my chest. Without wavering, I said, "I know why you told that story." I turned toward my dad and gently said, "Dad, when mom was dying, I felt that God was being very unfair. So I asked Him what He had to say about the situation. Would you like to hear what God had to say about you and mom?" The room was very quiet. I could tell that my dad was afraid to know. But, after a few moments he indicated that he would.
I felt the heat increasing as I reached deep into my soul for those words, "He said, ‘I could not heal your mother, because she would not forgive. But I see the wounds upon your father's heart, and I have pity on him.’" In the moment I spoke those words, the power of Spirit hit both of us "like lightening."
We stood up, pushed our chairs back from the table and fell into each others arms, sobbing. After quite a while of crying and kissing, we sat down again. Even the two gentlemen present were crying! I realized that I could not remember even one of my dad’s offenses on my "list." The whole list was erased from my memory--and sixteen years later, it is still gone!
Daughter/Dad Relationship Redefined
From that day on, my dad and I have had a relationship that is far beyond mere "reconciliation" or "recovery." We never had a relationship like this before--ever! This is a totally new relationship! We talk on the phone every weekend, we plan visits around special holidays, and we go to conferences together. Where before my dad had been closed to the "things of the Spirit," due to the wounding caused by my own judgmentalism and legalism, now he is hungry for more. Right away my dad began having powerful dreams which he KNEW were from God. He shares these dreams with me and we discuss their possible meanings.
In the 16 years since this story took place, my Dad has become my very best friend and confidant. We share our lives, our dreams and our entire spiritual journey with each other. We love sharing our story with others and many have rekindled hope for reconciliation with a family member from our candle of love.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
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Monday, February 11, 2008
Heads-up! Pre-Valentine's Special Offer
Just a quick note to give you a “heads-up” that we’re about to put the Certified LOA Practitioners’ Audio Program on sale for 24-hours ONLY!
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Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Relief from the Pain of Carpal Tunnel Syndrome
It’s always a choice. Do we accept the opinion of the “experts” or do we look for a different answer? I’m the kind of person who looks for another way around a problem or challen
When I asked my husband, an obstetrician, what he thou
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
How a Miracle Helped a Down's Syndrome Child Tie Her Shoes
When Sarah was born the doctors told me: “She will not be able to live on her own.” Not true.
“She will have a very limited vocabulary.” Not true at all.
“She will never be able to think abstractly.” Definitely not true!
“She will never be able to tie her shoes.” Well, she ties her shoes quite well, thank you!
As the mother of five children, two of whom are genetically different with Down’s syndrome, I ran a pretty tight ship. While I managed to keep the laundry machines working on a daily basis, there was one job that seemed insurmountable — matching, folding and separating socks. Imagine seven people ranging in age from 3 to 38 years. How many pairs of socks are we talking about? Being the pragmatic mother I turned an old apple crate into a “sock basket” where I tossed all the socks. Everyone was expected to find a pair of socks that matched each other and fit their feet. One time I was totally embarrassed when Sarah, then three years old, removed her shoes at her day program, and walked around with big long white tube socks. She was wearing big brother Erick’s socks!
Attempting to maintain a sense of civility, I established a few “rules” which applied to the Special Kids as well— Rules like, “Keep your hands on your own body.” (I.e. no hitting, pinching or tickling) and “No teasing allowed.” This rule was necessary since once a Special Kid learns something they cannot “unlearn” it—teasing teaches them the “wrong” way and it’s only funny to the person doing the teasing, not to the recipient. Oh, I had a classic rule—“If you can fight, you can kiss.” THAT rule, although unpopular, went a long way in preventing fights between brothers and sisters and friends.
But it was the next rule, which prompted a magnificent event: “If you can, you must.” It went like this:
If you can dress yourself, you must.
If you can make your bed, you must.
If you can tie your shoes, you must.
I was enforcing the “shoe rule” one morning, when Sarah was about five years old. She had just learned how to tie her shoes, and in keeping with the rule I gave her plenty of time to do it.
We lived in a large two-story, split-level house with a huge welcoming foyer, leading to four wide steps up to the living room. I helped Sarah get settled on the bottom step with her running shoes unlaced, so she could easily slide her feet into them. “OK, honey, tie your shoes. I’ll be back in a minute.”
I might have been gone two minutes—three at the most. And when I returned to see how Sarah was doing, both shoes were PERFECTLY tied! These were the most amazing bows I’d ever seen! Not off to one side at all. They were absolutely centered. Moreover, all four loops of both bows were precisely equal. I’m sure this is an impossible feat. I’ve been tying my shoes for 55 years and I’ve never been so precise.
“Sarah! How did you do that?” I asked pointing to her feet. “How did you tie your shoes so fast?”
“Oh, Jesus came and tied my shoes,” she stated.
“He did?” I was stunned by her answer and questioned her further. “What did he look like?”
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Saturday, January 26, 2008
An Invitation to "A Year of Miracles" TeleCourse
Here's Rebecca's definition of a miracle:“A miracle is a welcomed outcome that flies in the face of rational thinking.” Today, Rebecca is prepared to not only talk about them, but to write about them in her upcoming new book!
Normally we talk about raising our vibrations—that will happen too, but the main purpose of this year-long program is to raise the individual’s level of consciousness so that they attract from an entirely new place. Understanding how to transcend the "energetic glass-ceiling" requires a more advanced understanding and application of the Law of Attraction.
Ask yourself these two questions:
1. "What kind of an impact can a group of conscious individuals have on the whole of humanity and even on future generations?"
2. "Do I want to be part of this consciousness raising group?
During this year long TeleCourse, Rebecca Hanson, Master Teacher and Founder of the Law of Attraction Training Center, assisted by Lynn Ahearn (Student Services Coordinator) will bring an in-depth look at how miracles occur in emergencies and in ordinary everyday life.
The basis for this course will be the affirmation used in Rebecca's "30-Day Miracle ExperimentTM": "Even though this situation looks bad (or hopeless or endless) I am opening a Window of Possibility to an unexpected outcome."
Each live monthly TeleClass will feature a unique aspect of the components involved in allowing a miracle. And by the end of the year, Rebecca will be compiling the materials for her new book and may be using some of the information shared during this program.
Join us for the entire year (link below) or by the month for this extraordinary TeleCourse.
There are two ways to register:
1. CLICK HERE to save $10 each month with a yearly membership and guarantee your seat in this program.
2. Or register below at $39 each month.
Can’t make the live TeleClass? No worries, for your convenience, each call is recorded and every registrant will receive an .mp3 link to the recording within 24 hours. You may register at any time for the full TeleCourse and receive the archived recordings.
DATES: Starting Saturday, Feb 02, 2008
Time: 12:00 PM US Eastern Time
FEES: $39.00 per TeleClass
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Don't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Thursday, January 24, 2008
How I Healed Myself from Fibromyalgia
Have you ever met a seven-headed dragon? Slaying it is nearly impossible, because as soon as you cut off one head two more grow in its place! I know this first-hand, because I fought with this dragon for 20 years until I found the chink in its armor and pierced its heart, once and for all.
Misdiagnosis Abounds
Like many sufferers of fibromyalgia, I was misdiagnosed for 15 years. Maybe it was because the condition has no specific or single cause, or because it has only recently (1990’s) been recognized as a “legitimate” malady. As late as 1982, fibromyalgia was not even an entry in the doctors’ standard clinical reference book, the Merck Manual. Over the years my doctors labeled my symptoms as: Chronic back pain (lower, mid and upper), frozen left shoulder (two and a half years), frozen right shoulder (one and a half years), plantar fasciitis, sleep disorder, restless leg syndrome—you get the picture. Finally, in 1997 I was given the label “fibromyalgia” and told that the only treatment was cortisone injections in every muscle where the pain was intolerable.
“Damn!” I thought, “That’s a lot of needles!” Not willing to become a doctor’s voodoo doll, I never went back to that doctor. Instead I turned to holistic approaches. I tried everything imaginable to “manage” my pain: excruciating deep muscle massage, strict diets, herbal remedies…I even tried a putrid brew concocted by a Chinese medicine doctor.
Admitting Defeat
After suffering for seven years under the futile belief that I could affect my own cure, I gave up. Admitting defeat, I found a new doctor and asked for help. His theory was that fibro is a disease linked to depression. So along with a non-steroid medication for pain, he prescribed an anti-depressant and a sleeping pill. These seemed to take the edge off the pain for a while.
I was “managing” my pain, pretty well until 2005 when I was crushed by trigeminal neuralgia. Excruciating pain exploded across the right side of my face—encompassing the jaw, cheek bone and temple and behind my ear. It was debilitating! I could do nothing but lie as still as possible with ice packs. Aspirin with codeine did not begin to touch the pain. I thought it might be a tooth, but the x-ray did not reveal anything for the dentist to deal with. I was sent to a neurologist who quite rudely told me, “You’d better hope it is a tooth because it’s not worth cracking your head open to fix this.” The trigeminal nerve does not originate in the spine, but at the base of the brain!
Gadz! I was a mess! So, my family doc prescribed an antiseizure drug in the hope it would block the perception of pain. As I was leaving his office, he said (rather off-the-cuff), “It might help with the fibromyalgia too.” Click here to read the entire article




