Throughout our lives, together (for nearly 35 years now), Dan and I rarely ended up where (or who) we, and everyone else, expected.  In other words, we’re pretty independent, free-thinking people.

             I saw a posting recently (from Ally/xenatuba, to be exact) which said something about being not only the black sheep of the family, but the tie-dyed one as well.  Us, too.

             Even as a practicing witch, I’m unique.  (No cats!)  In Daniel’s case, as an officer of the law, he’s not like most other cops.  And believe me when I say that our parenting tactics (if you can call how we brought up our kids a “style”) were unconventional and very intuitive.

            I was reminded of these examples from our personal life, and shown other views, to share this morning’s message.

Exception to the rule.

             For every stereotype and cliché, there’s an individual circumstance that shatters all the fundamental norms.  It’s best to never take any one (or thing) at face-value.  Just, don’t.

             I was directed to go with my other new calendar page, instead of a regular card.  (Because the Universe likes to prove a point?)  Here’s another thing, I don’t like to dance.  Move?  Oh, yes!  Dancing?  Never.

             (Juggling, maybe……..)

Make Time to Dance
Make Time to Dance

“When you move your body, you elevate more than your heart rate; you also lift your mood and energetic levels.  You become more playful and alive; and with your heightened spirits, your power grows, too.  This force, which you always possess and share with every individual, allows you to consciously manifest your dreams into existence.

Make time to dance.  Turn on some music and being swaying, letting yourself spontaneously express yourself with physical movements.  If you’re shy about  your body, then try it alone – but with practice, your enthusiasm about the healing effects of this art form will become something that you’ll want to share with others.  This is the reason why so many ancient cultures revere this activity as a sacred custom central to their spirituality.

Dancing helps you regain a connection to your Divine physical essence.  Your body is an extension of your being, and it’s important to honor it with your awareness.  

Your movements bring your consciousness forward in a very pleasant way.  You’ll learn that you are graceful, attractive, and elegant – qualities that the Creator endowed you with long ago.

Recapturing your knowledge of these gifts helps you shine even more brightly.

Thought for the Month:

I dance to the music both in my head and in my environment.

I allow myself to sway in time with the heard and unheard rhythms, and I express myself with my entire being.

I give myself permission to feel joy in my body.”

Today’s Illustration and Suggestion:

Messages from Your Angels 2014 Calendar by Doreen Virtue

Today’s Recommendation:

is THIS MOVIE.  Go see it.  As soon as possible, it’s all that an entertaining story should be.  (If you’ve read a review about it, don’t tell me!  Since Siskel and Ebert died, I no longer look at them.)

3 thoughts on “My Way, Your Way, Our Way

  1. So, Fleetwood Mac’s “Go Your Own Way” started blasting through my head. (I think I am right on the artist, it might not be the actual song title, but I’ll bet you’ve got it running through your head right now…’go your own wa-a-ay’)

    I so enjoyed working with your beloved. It meant that I wasn’t the only one… And I am pretty sure neither of us planned on being a cop when we “grew up”…whatever that is.

    Two other funnies that I think are appropriate for this post: “Mommy, what’s
    ‘normal’? Why honey, it is a setting on the dryer” and “I danced like no one was watching. Someone thought I was having a seizure and called 911”.

    Yes, Fleetwood Mac.
    And I agree with Robin, thanks!

    9:36 p.m.

  2. You know, I can’t even remember the last time I ‘danced’ other than a quick wiggle to something on the radio. Maybe with my kids when they were little.

    I do not dance, but I do move around the house to music when no one is home……

    9:37 p.m.

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