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It feels amazing to get stronger inside.


We have more and more moments of living in the flow of life. We relax deeply. We have more energy. We recognize our True Nature -- who we really are inside -- showing up more in our lives. We get clearer about our life's direction.


We take up more space. We discover what is true for us in the moment. We engage more in the world from that inner knowing of body, mind and spirit.


Is it OK to feel this good? Yes!


Are we supposed to live like this? Yes!


Can we trust this flow of life? Yes!


We are connecting with the Divine in us and through us and around us.


So, let's celebrate these moments. Let's build on them. The tools in this room support that growing strength. They help us feel our awesomeness. And they remind us of that vital life force energy when it has a temporary disruption and the flow gets eclipsed and we are missing it.


This is the energy of our aliveness, our creativity, our expansion, our awakeness, our unique expression of the Divine in human form. There is no one exactly like you or me on the planet. We are here to bring that unique aliveness into its most beautiful expression and form.



Favorite Quotes About Strength...


"One way true will manifests is as a sense of confidence that you can stay with your experience; deeper still is an implicit confidence, which is not from the mind, that staying with what is there is the right thing. It’s a trust in oneself—as simple as that. There is no need to hope for anything, no need to desire anything. There is nothing somewhere else to hope for, to desire. Everything is right here, with us; we just need to let it be. And if we don’t understand this perspective, we need to explore why, why we are not allowing our organism to function."

~ A.H. Almaas

From Diamond Heart Book Two: The Freedom To Be, ch.8
http://ahalmaas.com/books/diamond-heart-2-freedom-to-be



"All potential experiences exist in the quantum field as a sea of infinite possibilities. When you change your electromagnetic signature to match one that already exists in the field, your body will be drawn to that event, you will move into a new line of time, or the event will find you in your new reality.


From a quantum standpoint, we have to create a different state of being as an observer and generate a new electromagnetic signature. When we do, we will match a potential reality in the field that exists only as an electromagnetic potential. Once that match exists between who we are being/what we are broadcasting and the electromagnetic potential in the field, we will be pulled toward that potential reality, or it will find us."


~ from Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself: How to Lose Your Mind and Create a New One

by Dr. Joe Dispenza



"We must practice the truth more than we practice the illusion. That's going to take consistency, persistence and frequency. In order for the Truth to have a chance to manifest in our lives, it first has to be the dominant activity of our thoughts.


Is it challenging? Yes.


Is it tedious at times? Yes.


Is going to take more than you want to give? Yes.


Is it the most important thing you will ever do? Yes.


Is it worth it to have that kind of spiritual dominion and mastery over your life? Absolutely. Do it!"

~ Ester Nicholson



"Twenty years ago, I was at a party, talking to a guy whose name I have long since forgotten. Sometimes I think this man came into my life for the sole purpose of telling me this story, which has delighted and inspired me ever since.

The story he told me was about his younger brother, who was trying to be an artist; it was an anecdote about how brave, creative, and trusting his brother was. For the purpose of this story, let’s call the little brother Little Brother.

Little Brother, an aspiring painter, went to France to surround himself with beauty and inspiration. He lived on the cheap, painted every day, visited museums, traveled to picturesque locations, bravely spoke to everyone he met, and showed his work to anyone who would look at it. One afternoon, he struck up a conversation at a cafe with a group of charming young people, who turned out to be some species of fancy aristocrat. They took a liking to Little Brother and invited him to a party that weekend in a castle in the Loire Valley. They said this was going to be the party of the year. It would be attended by rich and famous and by several crowned heads of Europe. Best of all, it was a masquerade ball, where nobody skimped on the costumes. Dress up, they said, and join us!

Excited, Little Brother worked all week on a costume that he was certain would be a showstopper. He held back on neither the details nor the audacity of this creation. Then he rented a car and drove three hours to the castle. He changed into his costume in the car and ascended the castle steps. Little Brother entered the ballroom, head held high.

Upon which he immediately realized his mistake.

This was indeed a costume party -- his new friends had not misled him there -– but he had missed one detail in translation: This was a themed costume party. The theme was “a medieval court.” and Little Brother was dressed as a lobster.

All around him, the wealthy and beautiful were attired in elaborate period gowns, draped in heirloom jewels, sparkling as they waltzed to an orchestra. Little Brother, on the other hand, was wearing a red leotard, red tights, red ballet slippers, and giant red foam claws. Also, his face was painted red. This is where I must tell you that Little Brother was over six feet tall and quite skinny -- but with the waving antennae on his head, he appeared even taller. He was also the only American in the room.

He stood at the top of the steps for one long, ghastly moment. Running away in shame seemed like the most dignified response. But he didn’t run. Somehow, he found his resolve. He’d come this far, after all he’d worked tremendously hard to make this costume, and he was proud of it. He took a deep breath and walked onto the dance floor.

He reported later that it was only his experience as an aspiring artist that gave him the courage and license to be so vulnerable and absurd. Something in his life had already taught him to just put it out there, whatever “it” was. That costume was what he had made, after all. It was the best he had. It was all he had. So he decided to trust in himself, to trust his costume, to trust in the circumstances.

As he moved into the crowd, a silence fell. The dancing stopped. The orchestra stuttered to a stop. The other guests gathered around Little Brother. Finally someone asked him what on earth he was.

Little Brother bowed deeply and announced, “I am the court lobster.”

Then: laughter.

Not ridicule -– just joy. They loved him. They loved his sweetness, his weirdness, his giant red claws, his skinny legs in his bright tights. He was the trickster among them, and he made the party. Little Brother even ended up dancing with the queen of Belgium.

This is how you must do it, people.

I have never created anything in my life that did not make me feel, at some point or another, like I was the guy who just walked into a fancy ball wearing a homemade lobster costume. But you must stubbornly walk into that room, and you must hold your head high. Never apologize for it, never explain it away, never be ashamed of it. You did your best with what you knew, and you worked with what you had, in the time you were given. You were invited, you showed up, and you simply cannot do more than that.

They might throw you out -- then again, they might not. The ballroom is often more welcoming and supportive than you could ever imagine. You might end up dancing with royalty.

Or you might just end up having to dance alone in the corner with your big, ungainly red foam claws waving in the empty air.

That’s fine too. Sometimes it’s like that. What you absolutely must not do is walk out. Otherwise you will miss the party, and that would be a pity because -- please believe me -- we did not come all this great distance, and make all this great effort, only to miss the party at the last moment."

~ Elizabeth Gilbert from Big Magic