Happy Mother's Day

As I fold the laundry, the sounds of a mocking bird come joyously through the open window where I stand. It is dawn as I welcome the good morning into my heart. I take in the music of this sweet song until it overflows and spills out of me. My cup runneth over with this love that comes gushing from inside.  I close my mind and surrender my heart as I lose my self to the feeling of being alive.

This feeling of contentment in just being present with myself fills me up with the appreciation of my life. This communion with spirit seems to touch me like a long lost lover coming to visit. I welcome the moment for the gifts are plenty as I am swept into the stillness and filled with the sweet company of a love that is beyond this world. In this silence the presence of God is like a kiss.

I can feel life happening all around me in this quiet moment as I gaze towards the side yard and watch the butterfly moving from the hibiscus to the orange blossom tree. So gentle its touch as I begin to receive the thoughts of my mother. I allow the tears to fall freely from my eyes. It opens me up to drink in the precious moment of just being here.

Life is so full and how easy we can be pulled into the busyness. This moment has come for me to drink in the nectar of a sweet moment in time to remember how I love my mother and all she gave so unconditionally. The pictures of her that float across my mind's eye tell me such a beautiful story. Her loveliness was not just physical; it was shining through her eyes and her touch. She was an ageless beauty and even though the painful years of sickness wore her down, there was a spirit so free that lived in her paintings she created, her meals she cooked, her decorating of any home she lived in, her gardens filled with flowers and fragrance of many kinds and oh how sweetly she played with her grand-children. She loved us so much.

I miss her every day and yet the longing for her brings me to all kinds of feelings that sometimes are covered up by a busy life of giving or doing. How easy it is to slip something on like some form of protection from feeling the world around us. I remember the gloves my mother wore when she got dressed up. Some of them were just to the wrist and others were long and elegant and covered her arms right up to her elbows.  I could not wait to wear those glamorous accessories when I was a child.

But now, for me, I like to get dressed to face the world and as I breathe, I feel my skin being touched by my clothes and then I rest in my very being within as I let go of all that is trapped inside. I open myself to receive the fear and hope, confusion and certainty with a compassionate heart. Rising above all these things without leaving them brings me to the doorway where I walk on.

Sometimes just giving thanks for the mystery of it all, brings me to discover that love is all around.

How blessed I am to be a mother, not perfect but bruised, as I continue to take care of myself and cherish my children and loved ones.

 For my mother:

If I could tell you what I feel-

I would cry the words out loud.

Wrapping myself around the longing for your touch.

My heart feels empty without you here.

Yet full of sadness spilling out like an endless river of tears.

You are gone- You are so near.

For every thought is of you.

I grasp onto the memories that pour through me-

trying to remember every part of you.

Don't leave me for a moment for

I do not want to forget-

You my precious mother.

I do not want you to fade away like a

dream that once was dreamt and now forgotten.

How could I live without you?

You will live within me as

everything I do, I will do for you.

To live my life fully, for when I do,

I will feel this grateful life that

I was birthed because of you.

Happy Mother's Day!

Namaste` 

Frannie

Intuition Can Guide Your Way

The greatest gift we can give to ourselves and to those around us is good health; to be healthy at all levels - body, mind and spirit. Achieving this kind of health is seldom easy.

Each day that I can get out of bed, I am blessed. So long as this heart beats, I am blessed to get up and attend to the business of being human as I am committed to cultivate compassion and to trust in faith that intuition can guide my way.

Intuition or 6^th sense, is a gift we all have but sometimes our energy is blocked. When we resist our uncomfortable feelings, anxiety can become intense and sometimes overwhelming. If we lean into these feelings and breathe in without making up a story our courage grows and we create space inside to listen deeply to truth.

It is my intention to start each morning centered within from a place of worthiness. Here I am able to face the events of the day with a compassionate heart and to know that no matter what is going on in the outer world, every situation offers me a chance to practice healthy living. Even if I do not accomplish everything on the list that had been created in my mind, can it be enough and most important, can I feel enough? When I do not take care of myself or listen to my heart, I get tired and the flow stops and eventually I get sick. 

It was early morning as I raced out of bed with my plan to make scalloped potatoes for the family Easter dinner. I wanted to get a lot done so that I could get to Sunday morning Yoga. During the class I could feel waves of nausea pass through me. I didn't want to feel defeated by the moment of weakness and I kept flowing through my postures, focusing on the practice of being present and also delighting in the fact that my son Luke was on a mat beside me. This was his first class and it was great to see him participating in the exercise.

I had just been sick with a cold for two weeks and I would not give in to these feelings that were trying to wrestle me down onto the mat. Instead I stayed in the energy of a peaceful union with the divine that was flowing in between a sick feeling deep inside.

When the class ended I still held my head up high and thought that I was okay as I communed in the satisfaction of sharing yoga with Luke as we walked home enjoying just being together. Entering in through the door of my house, the smell of baked scalloped potatoes filled the air. The smell of cooked food turned my stomach as I covered my face, still in denial I rushed past the kitchen and fell into bed just for a little while. I will feel better in an hour, I thought to myself. By the time my in- laws arrived the fever and waves of flu hit me like a ton of bricks and I was down for the count as Easter dinner went on without me.

As I lay in bed, I lean into the discomfort of aches and nausea that take over, I feel defeated by this tiny uninvited guest that has entered my body. I surrender to the moment as compassion fills me with the thoughts of others that are sick every day.

I begin to remember being ill for ten or more years, when getting out of bed to feed my children was the greatest of challenges. Years of chemical sensitivities and chronic fatigue was my greatest teacher when one breath of a pollutant would put me into a catatonic state and kept me in bed for days and days. Every day I felt like I had a flu as doctors could not find the answer to my suffering. Months of endless visits to medical doctors finally lead me to listen inward.

As the doctor sat in front of me saying that the only solution was to put me on a tranquilizer, I felt the terror bring me deeply into my body and a voice inside said NO! I bolted out of there as if energy was pushing me. I knew deep inside that in that moment spirit was guiding my way. The shift happened for me as I felt the confidence to trust my gut feelings and not give this doctor the authority.

That day was a turning point as I chose the path less traveled and life unfolded for me in a divine way. I chose to listen inward. Books fell into my hands as my eyes were opened to alternative medicine. There was no turning back as I was directed by a force that spoke to my heart and unleashed the healing within. 

Meditation became my medicine as I embraced the parts of my past that were hidden and causing unbalance. As I opened myself up to all of the uncomfortable feelings that were now rising up, I began to let go and surrender to fully being inside myself. I didn't have to be afraid of what was within me. I needed my connection to myself no matter what it felt like. This liberated me.

It is only through the pain and sorrow do we grasp the freedom of fully being here as we begin to experience the blessings of an imperfect life.

These years of searching for health was the beginning of finding my true self as I allowed stillness to bring me out of anxiety. I cultivated a new lifestyle of inner reflection, contemplation, breathing deeply, eating consciously and yoga.  I would write for hours and let the flow of spirit fill the pages of my journal. I would ask questions and gently I would connect to an energy that would speak to my heart like a long lost friend. I listened and allowed a higher vibration to fill me up and guide my way into a new and higher perspective. Days were filled with this communication as I began to trust spirit.This was over 25 years ago as I pioneered the path back to wholeness.

The balance within creates a neutral way, like a doorway into the present moment where the silence guides us on our path. This connection to our spiritual being is where the messages of the heart can lead us. Through this connection we can share it with others. Haven't you wondered where that thought came from or those words that just spilled out of your tongue? All of a sudden truth chills, as I call them, move up and down your spine and fills up your whole body and somehow you know that you have lined up with spirit.

It takes a conscious effort to move inward. To neutralize the charge of past energies locked up in the body. These energies are stuck within our tissues like blocks that stop the flow within. This stagnation of energy can cause illness.  The triggers of the outside world can help us free these old feelings and thoughts that keep us a prisoner of beliefs that do not serve any longer.

Emotional health can lead to physical healing. We do not need to be afraid of the fear that seems to be a part of this human experience. If we do not run away or deny what is here within us, we can allow it to open us up into more life. With our hearts wide open we can choose to respond with kindness to ourselves or others.

We have a responsibility to ourselves to practice healthy living moment to moment as we clear our own emotional baggage and let go of the judgments that keep the pain and suffering alive. This settles in our bodies and makes us sick. That's why I say, our issues are in our tissues.  As the world of events and circumstances continue to spin around us we are given another moment to stay present long enough to receive the truth that expresses life through us.

Health is our birthright and it takes commitment to choose a lifestyle that keeps us aligned with spirit. The best way to be in tune with your intuitive nature is to understand the feedback you get from your physical body. Your body honestly reflects how energy impacts you through all kinds of physical symptoms. If you are in alignment with your soul, then you're going to feel more relaxed and your heart will beat more steadily and your energy will remain high. If you are making poor choices and compromising your heart, your body will communicate this too! Listening to your body can keep you balanced and safe. Your body is the conduit for your higher self and the more you pay attention to it you are accessing your own inner healer. Listen to your body as you create balance for yourself as your 6^thsense guides your way.   

Blessed Be,

Frannie 

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Within Us All

Forever and ever you'll stay in my heart

And I will love you
Forever and ever we never shall part
Oh, how I'll love you

-written by Burt Bacharach and Hal Davis for Dionne Warwick

My sisters and I sang this song by Dionne Warwick to our mother each day when we were with her before she died suddenly of a stroke. Mom had Alzheimer’s and caring for her wasn’t always easy. She would be in her own tormented inner world but the moment we would converge together singing as loud as we could, I say a little prayer for you…she would smile from ear to ear. The joy we felt singing the song was contagious and mom would shift into a laugh no matter what was going on with her. That song helped us shift too and for a moment we would all forget the hardships we were going through.

It has been over 3 years since my mother’s passing and whenever I feel low, tired of life, fearful of what is happening in the world, I call out to my mom and ask for help. Out of the blue that song would appear as I would turn on my radio or sometimes it comes blasting from an unknown source, even someone’s open car window. I have no doubt that her spirit comes through in a way to comfort me to say “I am here”. I have heard spirit speak to me in all kinds of ways since I was a young woman and as the truth chills move up and down my spine or an overwhelming peace fills my moment, I know that I am guided by a power that knows what I need. How do I know? I just know.

I didn’t understand the gift I had as a medium until one of my best girlfriend’s died suddenly of an aneurism over 30 years ago. Her name was Debbie. Let me bring you into that moment that changed my life forever.

I sit in a room with Debbie’s dead body. Nothing was more important to me than being with her again. So here I sit, alone with death.

No one can tell you what it feels like to be with someone you love who has just died but I will try. As my great friend Debbie laid lifeless before me, I began to speak to her. The intimacy I felt was familiar as I shared with her feelings from deep within my being.

I felt held in a love from beyond this world. In that moment Debbie was both a friend and a teacher, showing me that she was so much more than a body. This experience with my dear friend marked the beginning of my path to spirit.

It started when Debbie’s mother, devastated at the way they prepared her body for the viewing – she thought they made her look like an old lady – asked me to give Debbie a quick make-over. I don’t know what came over me but even though I was trembling inside and walking on shaky ground I had a feeling that took over and I said yes I would help. It was the final gift I could give my sweet Debbie. I knew how she liked to present herself to the world.

As I set about styling my friend, the entire room was transformed into a sacred holy place. I fixed her hair, put makeup on her face and nail polish on her fingernails. Each touch was the most precious of all moments as I tenderly cared for my friend. Though her skin was cold, I felt the warmth of her spirit there in the room with me.

Her spirit danced around the room, free and larger than she ever could be in her petite five foot body. Her spirit was alive. At that time, this experience was beyond comprehension for me. As her love spoke to my heart, I felt her in every cell of my being. I looked down at her peaceful face. How beautiful she was and she never really knew it. I think, “How perfect she is!” and feel privileged to touch her for the very last time. I bent down and kissed her. I thank her for being my friend and for loving me and supporting me.

I see her with her hair fixed and her makeup just right and those perfect nails that she worked so hard at growing. She looked beautiful in her death and full of life in her spirit.

It was after my son was born and I would rock him in the wee hours of the night, I would feel Debbie’s presence and see her walk in front of me looking young and full of light. Her visitations began and slowly I would open and listen to the sweetness of her communication. There were no words, only love and peace. I felt her there helping me to know that we are not alone and able to join with our spirit loved ones.

Debbie’s death was the catalyst that brought me to my purpose. My gift is to serve as a conduit, a connector to help people find their way back to their open heart.

I am no longer afraid of death. I owe this peace to all who have come to me during and after their transition. I have been shown the other side or “rooms” on the other side of the veil. As I move more deeply inside my connection to myself, the focused attention brings me beyond the confines of my human body and into the experience of our light body. This feeling is so freeing.

My meditation practice has helped me to trust that spirit is always waiting for me to be quiet enough to send me a message that could assist me. I have no doubt that this way of being is important for us all. As each of us are used in our own unique way to help the planet wake-up to the deeper meaning of life.

When I take my gaze inward, breathing consciously into this moment, I can feel myself let go of everything I think I know and enter inside as I reside at the entrance to my heart. I begin to soften and ground into my body and out of my head. I become the doorway to other worlds beyond this one. The veil lifts and my focus shifts into a feeling of oneness with everything around me as all of me within is joined in an infinite light that joins me with spirit. It really doesn’t matter if I recognize the messenger. I invite spirit in as my awaited guest. I listen deeply to the silence of my mind as my heart fills up with the energy of being present. I receive the gift that is given as the formless merges with me as inspiration bringing so much more to me than just these words.

You could say that here we merge with God in a way that makes life more full as creation spills out onto the blank pages before me. If I had a paint brush I could allow the strokes to move with ease upon the white canvas, sing the song that fills the air with joy or move the body from the inside to the outside as the dance with spirit swirls and twirls like a whirling dervish bringing the sweet presence to all I meet.

It is an energy that just wants to move through us as we open and receive more life. It feeds us and when we share it and when others connect to it, there is more life. We are in community and we are here to share this food that we receive.

Yesterday at my yoga class, my teacher Cindy read a story about children who were told that whoever would get to a certain tree before the others would get a basket of fruit. The children decided to hold hands and run together to the tree. When the teacher asked why they did that, the child said because together we could all have the fruit. They knew that together they would all benefit.

As I hear the story it tells us all to share this fruit of our creation. Spirit is right here sitting on the doorstep of our hearts, waiting to come and share in the glory of creation. In spirit we receive the inspiration that guides our way and fills us up. This truth can free us from the prison of our own ego mind continuing to keep us stuck in old beliefs and patterns that hold us back and keeps us tight, hugging to our fears and doubts. Maybe we believe that there is not enough to share and we keep it for ourselves. I can’t do that. I came into the world as a triplet and sharing has been natural. In the womb I knew about oneness and I am sure we all came in with this knowingness. But life brought us to the place of learning about separation and now it just doesn’t work. Then crisis happens and strips us down and humbles us to ask for help. Why are we ever surprised when they come and offer us comfort and a hand to hold?

As there are angels in the heavens just waiting for us to ask for help, so are there earth angels giving us the message over and over again, that we are not alone. Let us not wait for the crisis. Open up now to that infinite spirit that waits for you to quiet your mind and come into your present state of being. Listen. Here you might hear your name called like a whisper in the wind and your spirit loved one may be singing your song, reminding you that you are not alone. Here is where you can hear the message of love that guides your way and touches the world with more life as you share it in your beautiful authentic way of being you. Forever, forever…..

Blessed Be,

Frannie

Will You Be My Valentine?

 

"What the world needs now is love, sweet love.

It's the only thing that there's just too little of."  -Hal David

Is there really so little love in this world or are we so focused on the pain and conflicts? It is sometimes easier to remain stuck in old mind sets or behaviors even when they keep us feeling miserable. Are we afraid of confronting the truth and lost in being victims instead of looking at ourselves face to face so that we can let go of what stands in the way? Here I realize that keeping myself closed stops me from letting love in. Here I contribute to keeping the lie alive that there's just too little of love. When all I need to do is release what is holding me back and forgive the past, allowing compassion to contribute to the world.

It really doesn't matter who you are, where you have been, whatever the beliefs that guide your way, there comes a time when we all have a longing to be touched through the heart. Each of us needs to nourish the soul as we breathe deeply into the truth that we are loved. Accepting this statement is easier said than done sometimes. So much of our days are filled with judgments of our self or another that we forget that each of us is deeply loved.

God's will for us all is that we be happy. When we make a choice to be happy, the whole world looks different to us. Sometimes it is so much easier to feel all of our negative feelings like shame, anger, sadness or resentment. We get caught up in the loop of these unhappy feelings and forget to give ourselves permission to feel some happiness. Yes, we have to feel these negative feelings but that is only to release them so that we can feel the truth that is underneath it all. It can take days, weeks or just a moment as we find our way back to what is real and live more fully in our hearts.

Love takes discipline and practice. It's not just the sweet words on a greeting card. It is the moments we spend with spirit as we pray and meditate or just walk mindfully in our life. These moments we spend with God in the silence is the muscle that strengthens this inner connection. Here we listen as we let go of what we are doing and merge with who we are. We become still and the voice of acceptance calms us down and brings a peace that fills us up. I don't know about you, but this sure makes me feel happy and I realize that when I give this to myself, it is a lot easier to demonstrate and express love in many different ways. Like this morning, while I am writing these words, I lift my gaze from the computer screen as I see my husband making his way out of the bedroom with his hair all messy from the night's sleep and shuffles over to the coffee maker, I say, "good morning my darling". When we offer this gift with a genuine heart, the giver is also the receiver as we contribute to giving a little more love to our world.

Can we come to the altar of our heart each day and awaken to a new moment to be with spirit. Here all is well as love is shared with all we meet.

Turning inward, I go deeper inside to myself.

The moment I awake I am lost in your embrace.

You are the sweetness as I breathe into what is being revealed in this glorious moment.

You are my beloved, precious presence that lives deeply inside all that I am.

Wake up little one!

Wake up to this moment where you are here to bring about change.

The doves sing the song of creation, nudging you to plant the seeds of truth.

Oh sweet mystery, dance upon the heaviness of my heart.

Take me into the sunshine where it is warm and inviting.

I keep walking as the shadows of the past lurk behind every step.

I look upwards and find your light gazing softly like a sweet smile on the lips of a lover guiding me even if I cannot see.

I am feeling it all yet I dwell in the comfort of your vision of a vast meadow.

Here is where I lay in the arms of your embrace and look upwards to all that passes by.

The clouds look back as the winds push it all away, giving me the answers that guide me closer to truth.

I hear the way Spirit speaks to me like the still flower raising its petals to the sun.

Opening more and more until the fragrance of such a beautiful bloom fills the air with the aliveness of just being.

I am here in the midst of the same moment again and again where life forms into one precious moment.

Be still my sweet love and know that I am here.

Be quiet as the voice of nothing speaks louder for all your tomorrows.

Be here and let all that has crowded you make passage for your Self be known and true.

This is love. This is love.

Blessed Be My Valentine

All my love,

Frannie

Unconditional Love Shines Through the Darkness

Year after year I watch us all venture on the most important path to our heart, and on the way we take so many detours when doubt and fear seems to creep up through the crevices of our minds. We forget, maybe only for a moment, that God is our constant companion. When we take the road without following our hearts, we get lost in a world that could never give us what we truly want.

My life has brought me heartache, sickness, bankruptcy, divorce, betrayal, death of loved ones and so much more. All of it has helped to move me into this earth school to learn the lessons for my soul. Hard lessons about true love and commitment, and all of it was just the practice to prepare me for deeper lessons of the biggest test of my life: To love myself enough to listen to the voice of God within that loves my son from a place that is rooted in my most grounded place, my heart. Here within my being, I had to be present with all of my emotions that held me close in my commitment to truth. I had no choice but to be the one that followed spirit's lead to bring me the strength to tell the truth and nothing but the truth so help me God.

I was walking on shaky ground where I trembled in all of the uncomfortable fear of losing my son forever to addiction. I needed to be courageous in the eyes of honesty as I stayed within the container of spirit that held me with the strongest grip that never let go. I loved my son enough to let him go.

That's how God loves. To love someone enough to let that person go to uncover their own hearts even when you know that the choice is darkness. Even when you know you might lose that person forever. But when the love is greater than the fear, there is a strength that seems to take over as you step into your connection within where you trust that you are used as an instrument.

Being a mother we are bound to our children by an invisible cord that keeps us forever one. Many of our children are walking around trying to grow up and be responsible, yet their lives have been held back by the weakness they feel within because they truly do not believe that who they are is enough. They have learned to plug into the world for their strength and along the way have self-medicated with anything that could provide a temporary fix to instill a feeling of rightness. Who did they learn this from? It was us, of course, and how easy it is to blame ourselves? How hard it is to face the truth that here we have only one choice but to let go and let God take over because our job is to trust in a higher power that knows more than we will ever know.

To let go is to truly love like never before as we watch our children move into their darkest hours and trust that where they go is needed for the evolution of their soul.

I am not here to tell you that love is easy. Sometimes tough love is what is needed, and as we trust completely in that power within, we can rise up and be that unconditional love that cannot for a moment join in with the insanity of the ego mind. Can we be committed to listening deeply to spirit leading us to express the truth and uncover the cloudy insane mind that constantly keeps us imprisoned in a life that is co-dependent and disempowering?

Love is within us and it is not seen with the physical eye. It is expressed through our giving, our kindness and our compassionate hearts. Sometimes it is hidden and covered up by lies, where guilt and shame keep us separate from the world we knew as children. Yet through it all, love cannot be destroyed for it is what is real. Yet in our collective and individual fear we do not feel love. Instead this fear is expressed as anger, disease, pain, addiction, selfishness, and all kinds of violence to ourselves or another.

Life is hard sometimes and without love we live in hell, and we journey into darkness so deep inside that the only way out is to get down on our knees when our negativity takes over and our addiction to pain is unbearable. This is where I came to when I had no control over the choices of my son. I got down on my knees and asked God to take him into his loving embrace. I did not feel an unimaginable peace come over me. I felt myself cracking wide open into every emotion and scary feeling of being vulnerable. This is where I loved him enough to trust that God knows more than I could ever know. Here is where the unknown brought me to a deeper commitment to myself. I had to take magnificent care of myself and know that my life depended upon it. To rise up from the ashes of my past and see that the light of spirit could shine through my words and my expression as I would be used like never before.

Countless times I could stand in this communion with my God to help a client, but now I had to be the one to take the hand of spirit to lead me out of my darkness. As the angel of death was walking close by with my son, I knew it was not up to me, but love, true love would conquer all. I did not know what the outcome would be, yet hand and hand my strength was deeply rooted in that which never left. I was the one that left God or feared that I was not worthy. Maybe now was the moment I grew up and allowed my wounded child to be held in the most loving way as spirit took over my life and touched my son with the truth that there is no guilt. The blocks were removed and dissolved in a holy moment where I could trust that the core of another was innocent and pure and fully able to choose life.

As my son has written in one of his original songs titled Mama, "You are the foundation of my castle," as he remembers the belongingness of where he comes from. He could now listen to his own songs that continue to speak to him until he embraces his own empowerment to the truth that he is valued beyond words.

He just left for a walk about to travel into the darkest places within. In this place he now is beginning to face the true realities of life. This is the greatest gift for all of us, to take care of ourselves and return to the sacred life that we have been given. To be ourselves and to take the torch that has been passed down through generations. To know that no matter what, God has not forsaken us.

As we feel our own challenges in our personal lives, we can gather and learn what is real. We remember that we are not alone and love does prevail. Moment by moment we can step into our greatness and be the light that shines upon our path reminding us that even through all of the darkness that this world can be, we return to the truth that continues to set us free. Even when we distrust love, it's finding our way back in faith and hope that uncovers the layers that bring us to trust. We are loved and we can be the love for our own self and then, and only then can we be the servant to help the world remember how precious life is.

Through these challenges that I have been faced with, I was humbled and brought to my knees knowing that without God I am nothing. With my heart now wide open I see the miracles that have touched my family and opened us all to what is most important. My son has risen up through the darkness and is beginning to choose life. One day at a time as we all walk hand in hand with faith and hope.

As a mother, I stand with all parents as we learn to take care of ourselves so that we can love our children unconditionally. This is true love as we shift from fear and into the truth that we are a child of God, worthy and loved.

A message of LOVE from Frannie

How blessed I am to be on this beautiful earth with you!

I believe that this day is a new beginning for us all as we join in our grateful hearts. With all of the hardships and challenges that are all around us, let us breathe in right now and touch the peace that lives within our sacred heart. Let us begin the journey inward and take the hand of spirit that leads us out of suffering. Our unique self is the vessel for God to bring this joy into the world. We do not have to wait for our bank accounts to be full or our bodies to be healed. We can take this moment to reach into the quiet place where the mind can stop its endless chatter and allow the precious moment of being here to be your focus. There is nothing more valuable than YOU. You are the image of your creator and as you sit in the seat of Self, you can look around and see all that life has brought you. This moment is the stepping stone into the next moment. Be here now and know that you are the expression of this deep love that God is. You can allow yourself to move now into your world from the inside to the outside. Your choice to hang out in this magnificent heart that is fully alive in love will never die. You are the one to choose to live true to this beautiful expression of being yourself. Let us hug all the children and thank them for reminding us to rise up today and take magnificent care of ourselves so that we can share this food that gives life. We are the heart of a peaceful world and let us rejoice in this awakening where no one is separate from us in any way. Today is the day to be all that we came here to be.

Namaste,

Frannie