Posts Tagged ‘Vignette’


Her eyes observed those things surrounding her: yesterday’s designs and coagulated thought-forms bordered by limitation of the past. She didn’t believe her eyes. Instead, she turned her focus inward, to the place of creativity and boundless inspiration. This is where something was waiting to emerge. She would raise her intention to allow it to manifest through her.

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Bigger things

Julia closed her eyes and let the midday sun fall on her face as she took in a deep breath, held it for five seconds, and then let it go. How did she end up here? The conformity was killing her. She might look like just another orange chair in a room of orange chairs, but she knew, as certain as she had four silver legs, that she was meant for bigger things.

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Grace Note

When a ball flew through William, shattering his core, he took a moment. When he was ready, he asked himself, “What good will come of this? What grace note is trying to be played here?”

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Lydia had inherited set-points in trust, beauty, creativity, compassion and all those things humans are capable of. They were passed on to her in her DNA. Her early life experiences, and the ones she had afterwards, had calcified these set points so that the coagulation of the past manifested itself into her present, not unlike a giant scar. She was held hostage by her fate, her wings pinned back, allowing her to fit in the cage of her low expectations.

One day, she woke up to her own power. She realized she could shape her destiny by re-calibrating her set-points currently fixed at mediocrity. Thus far, she had only given herself permission to move through the world with conventional dullness. But when she understood she was infused with the divine, well, her potential was limitless.

Lydia began to reexamine her set-points. She considered the ways they held her back. She envisioned one area in her life in particular that she wanted to change, and began with the set-point that held her back in that area: trust. She began thinking, acting, moving, living, breathing and believing in such a manner that every cell that constituted Lydia behaved as if it held more trust in the world. She could feel her set-point of trust re-calibrating as she managed her destiny.  The road would graciously rise up to meet her feet as she moved through a new world.

Destiny or Fate, Your Choice, or Not. The message begins at 43:33

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Giving & Receiving

Sheena put in her two weeks notice. Now was the perfect time to practice the Law of Circulation. How could she ever hope to receive if her right fist was closed to giving? Energy travels along a two lane highway. Her left hand already knew this and hence was twice as big as her closed right hand which operated from a mindset of fear and scarcity.

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Phantom fingers

When Forest pointed a finger at someone, he had two phantom digits pointing back to himself.

In other news, I said goodbye to Marly last night and am in San Diego, working from my mom’s place. She’s fixing me salad, borscht, and all kinds of fruits and veggies that go through her Vitamix and get passed to me in tall glass packed with nutrition. This is the life!

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Ned’s Quest

Ned spent every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon in front of Soda P conducting spiritual warfare. He was especially skilled at casting out demons from the girls with orange skin and impossibly short-shorts. He recognized the battle storming within the shaggies and the hipsters and the gays who had no idea that they too were possessed by controlling and malevolent spirits. Los Angeles was Satan’s playground and Venice Beach, the epicenter. The rapture was right around the corner and he had so many souls to save.

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