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Over the last few years I have been blessed to work in the realm of the mysteries. I have been guided on an incredible journey in my own quest for Truth and to better understand my ‘abilities‘. The grace of this journey led me to receive Shaktipat, a spiritual initiation that awakens the Kundalini or spiritual energy. Through this gift of grace I have been initiated to work with Enlightened Teachers. These Teachers work in and through me to support each individual’s desire to form a relationship with the Higher Self. My committment in my work is to create a space in which true seekers can come ‘home to themselves‘; to serve as a ‘bridge’ for seekers to come to know Spirit, and to connect them to the unseen realms.

About Enlightenment Pie...

The Recipe
Every good pie begins with a recipe. The best recipe comes rooted in family traditions that are passed on from generation to generation. The idea of ‘enlightenment’ brings with it the ideas of peace, joy, love and abundance. ‘Enlightenment Pie’ is the best of both worlds. The peace and laughter shared with family during one of our greatest of traditions; dessert. It was exactly this tradition that birthed the idea of Enlightenment Pie. A meal shared with my sister and my niece and nephew at a Perkins in a small town in Colorado. One of the greatest teachings is to live life with the wisdom of a master and the innocence of a child. Spending time with my niece and nephew brings out that innocence in me. The laughter and the jokes…the lightness of Spirit that I feel when I am with them always brings me back into my heart. It has become a ‘tradition’ with my sister for us to eat at Perkins when I come to see her. There isn’t one near my home and I absolutely love it. I grew up in small town Iowa where Perkins is a weekly and sometimes daily visit. It brings with it memories of home and childhood.

On this particular day we went for lunch. My niece and nephew came with us. I spent much of our time talking about my spiritual work and about enlightenment. There were many jokes passed around the table about this as I tried to explain to my young co-horts what enlightenment was. It was at this moment that we came to the end of our meal. I had promised the kids that we would have pie…isn’t that what Aunts do? My nephew cracked a joke that it was ‘enlightenment pie’. We all laughed as this was hilarious. My niece proceeded to tell me that I should ask their ‘new uncle’…I had recently gotten divorced and they were on a mission for me to provide them with a replacement uncle. To continue; she said I should ask him if he liked enlightenment pie. My nephew then said; he should say yes. Then my niece, not knowing what she was saying, said; then you can tell him he can eat pie all day long!

It was at this point that my sister and I burst out laughing as our dirty minds were going right to the punch line. It was hilarious! It only added to the wonderful spirit of the meal and continued to keep me laughing for weeks afterwards. It soon became a joke within my family and close friends that we were going to have enlightenment pie. This spiraled into jokes of making ’cherry pies’ for the men in our lives…this went into cream pie and the vulgarities continued from there. This is how ‘Enlightenment Pie’ began.

It contains within it the laughter shared with family and friends, the innocence of children, the traditions of family, the idea of new beginnings and long endings, and the wonderful ‘fullness’ that is felt at the end of a great meal. Pie is the finishing touch on a perfect dinner or a summer night. It is the indulgent beginning to a lazy Sunday morning or a relationship just blossoming in a booth at Perkins in a small country town. It is these moments of simplicity and light that hold relationships together and give us peace of mind. To me, this is our key to happiness and the purpose of the work. My hope is for you to find this energy, this place inside yourself...

This is dedicated to Sienna and Joe. You are my lights.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

My Heart

As I sit before you - my Teachers - I wonder how I measure up? I wonder if I have heard your voices or followed your wisdom? Have I failed? Have I passed? Is there a test or am I the only one testing - Testing myself? So many layers of life stripped away - like petals that have lost their life. And yet what remains is real - delicate, soft - timid of the light. If I were to be touched I may withdraw and yet there is a longing to be held. There is no more waiting. No more 'letting go'. The freedom of liberation stands before me - my life spread in front of me like a feast for kings. The questions of which way do I go? or What do I do? no longer exist. Instead, in this stillness it is clear. I am here. I am doing. I AM. We must follow the synchronicities. We must trust the signs. We must dance with Life. It is time to live. To honor the freedom of consciousness by making good choices, providing strong answers, testing ourselves and living our own truth - however it may look.
You tell me, "You cannot fail. You create the perfection that is life. Each action, choice, reaction, step is the 'way of things'."
You say, "There is great life, Love. Divine Partnership. A rare few will last only a moment. Some a lifetime. Many will last precisely as long as it must to serve and honor the soul."
I must trust now, that even if no one comes; that my life is full. That if I am not accepted; that I am whole. If I am disappointed, disconnected or disengaged that I am One.
O Great Buddha, my heart is raw; like a wound from sandpaper rubbed on skin. You lay the lotus petals of your teachings on my heart and it feels your tender touch. The morning dew of your grace drops into my heart center like tears from my weeping face - and I am healed. Show me your light. Fill my heart. Allow me to accept myself.
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