It’s Been Two Week’s…?

That’s  right two weeks have passed since my last entry. That was a surprise to me this morning.  But then in the past few days I have totally blanked out a payment I need to make and used a chopstick to attempt thoroughly cleaning out around the lint filter in my dryer. The reason I mention that is because I dropped the chopstick and it slid down underneath the tub of my dryer. So I will make an appointment with my landlady this morning to explain to her what I have done and admit my own embarrassment.  And this is how my “new“ year began.

Fortunately I don’t give much importance to events that are simply part of a calendar people devised in order to be able to communicate with one another.  I reminded myself this morning that other countries and cultures have calendars totally different from ours so a day is simply a day. Time is a linear mental concept and I can allow myself not to be undone by it.

I decided this morning that my “new“ year begins today. And today is a good day because I am present and aware and willing to  be in each moment as it unfolds. Yes, I hope today unfolds with more clarity and simplicity and lack of surprises!  Life is what it is and getting frustrated and overly embarrassed really does not bring me peace and contentment.

Life is what it is and I am who I am. I forget things. I make silly mistakes. I am, after all, a spiritual being currently having a human experience. And human beings are prone to oversights and mistakes because there are no perfect human beings. And knowing that is the key to being perfectly human!

May your day unfold easily and may you know Peace today.



From The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success by Deepak Chopra:

The past, present, and future are all properties of consciousness. The past is recollection, memory; the future is anticipation; the present is awareness.  Therefore time is the movement of thought. Both past and future are born in the imagination; only the present, which is awareness, is real and eternal. It is. (pp 73-74)

Awareness is real and eternal. Who, then, is aware? For me, the answer to that question is True Self or Soul. It is the Divine Spark within that gives and sustains this human life. It is the “real” me who is currently having this human experience. 💫💖

100 years ago

On this date, December 11, one hundred years go, a young Basque girl gave birth to her only child. Her parents had emigrated from northern Spain, Euskadi, to escape the growing persecution of their people by the rulers of Spain. Their people were the indigenous people of Spain and had long ago forged treaties with Spanish monarchs that allowed them to maintain autonomy. The Basques were ship builders, fishermen, farmers, poets…people of the earth, devoted to their families, asking only that they be allowed to maintain their culture, their identity.

Now she lived in this land of mountains and deserts. Now they were sheep herders; their ranches built on wind-blown flat lands. Her eyes longed for the green rolling hills and cliffs of her homeland – a place woven into her heart and soul, a place her elders found it hard to speak of without remembering the loss. Their eyes still twinkled with love and laughter but there was also that speck of sadness as well.

That baby boy would grow to be her pride and joy. He would be the first to attend college (on a full athletic scholarship) and he would become a decorated WWII bomber pilot. He would serve through three wars, ending his military career as the Wing Commander of the largest bomber/tanker wing in the world during the Vietnam Nam War.

That baby boy grew up to become my father, Miguel Anton Cobeaga. He was known as Mitchell (the American pronunciation). To me he was Daddy as a little girl and Dad after I grew up. One hundred years ago today…a life began that made my life possible. He left this life at age 89 and I was privileged to share many of his final years with him. I was honored to be his at his side for his final journey, which he made with great dignity and grace.

He lived and loved passionately. He was far from perfect and he taught me that no one gets it right all of the time. Life both exalted and humbled him and he embraced both. I cannot think of him without smiling and feeling my heart swell with love. Thank you, Dad, for all of it. Thank you for me!❤️🕊

Take A Breath

Please stop for a moment.

Take a slow deep breath and feel your body move with your breath.

Take another slow deep breath and feel your body release and relax.

Let your breath flow naturally just for a moment. Appreciate your freedom to breathe.

Now, go about your day and may you be abundantly blessed as it unfolds. May you be a blessing to all those you meet as this day unfolds.

Namaste. Aum shanti (transcendent Peace).

The Ability To Receive

Some people are willing, even insistent, givers. Some people find it very difficult to receive. Often this is one and the same person. Why is that?

Here’s a thought:

A person’s ability to receive without feeling uncomfortable or unworthy is determined by that person’s personal belief in their own intrinsic, fundamental value as a human being.

Perhaps, the beginning of healing is to compassionately look at who taught you that you don’t deserve the same love and kindness you have to others and then begin to retrain your brain to embrace The Truth. What Truth? The Truth is that you would not exist apart from the Divine Spark Within you, which is Love. Since you do exist, you are Love in form and, therefore, worthy to receive.

I love you, catherine 💫💖

The Conditioned Mind

I have recently returned to a little book 1st came into my life over 20 years ago. It was written by Deepak Chopra and is titled The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success.  Here is a short excerpt from the book that may be of help to those of you who, like me,  at times wonder why you thought the way you did or felt the way you did or behave the way you did. Perhaps there something in your life that you have wanted to “let go of” for years and have not been successful.

I have come to understand that some of the things I judged myself for, because I was not able to overcome them, are actually the results of a deeply conditioned mind.  It dawned on me that I didn’t need to let go of anything or overcome anything; I needed to re-train my mind. Here are a few thoughts from the book that may help you begin that process if it sounds helpful to you.

     Most of us, as a result of conditioning, have repetitious and predictable responses to the stimuli in our environment. Our reactions seem to be automatically triggered by people and circumstances, and we forget that these are still choices that we are making in every moment of our existence. We are simply making these choices unconsciously.

If you step back for a moment and witness the choices you are making as you make those choices, then in just this act of witnessing, you take the whole process from unconscious realm into the conscious realm. This procedure of conscious choice making and witnessing is very empowering.

Blessings, dear hearts.

Such A Busy Time

Namaste to those who have waited patiently through the times I do not write. It has always been my practice to be inspired by my Soul, by the Divine Spark within. I am grateful for your time, attention, and comments.

Here we are again at the busiest time of year. I know many of you, much like myself, have experienced intense challenges this year. My own sadness and grief this year due to my brother’s difficult passing has reminded me that others have suffered as well. As a result, whenever my pain surfaces, I send blessings of love & compassion out to others whether known to me or not. This brings me the awareness that I am not alone.

Today I send blessings to you and hope this day is easier. As the days unfold and bring us to the end of this year, please be kind to yourself. With love & compassion for yourself, say “Maybe next time” to a few invitations and rest. If there are no invitations, know that it is ok to be glad this year is almost over. Let the new year bring a new start, even if you can’t quite feel truly optimistic.

You are loved even when you can’t feel it.