• How Total Health is Achieved

Yesterday, I wrote about how you need to feel good 70 percent of the time to achieve total health.

I want to expand more on the idea of bodily health.

The overall health of your body is directly related to your vibration - that is, your energy running through your body, spirit, emotions and complete Self. Any issue that your body expresses is indicative of something in your energy field that is not in alignment with your true self and heart-felt desires. We should always *thank* issues that arise for showing us that something is "off" within our vibration.

So how to we get from illness to health? And how do beliefs and healing remedies fit into this picture?

It's kinda like this:

First off, something in our vibration gets off kilter. As a result, we develop some type of physical symptoms.

If we are aware of this, we listen to our body, and try to hear what the symptoms are telling us. Even if we can't figure it out, we start to seek ways to achieve physical wellness.

Some people turn to Western medicines for an answer; others turn to herbal and naturpathic remedies; some may seek chiropractic treatment, and still others may simply opt for energetic healing.

All are perfectly valid in their own way. And, that which you choose -- that which resonates as working BEST for you and your body -- will be in alignment with who YOU are.

If you have aligned yourself with healing, then you will seek a therapy that is -- for you personally -- energetically in alignment with that healing. It may be a pharmaceutical drug or it may be an herbal therapy. Either way, that therapy will have an energetic vibration/frequency of its own, and will resonate with something in your own vibration, and due to this resonance and belief in the remedy, it WORKS. It resonates with you, you believe in it (consciously or, most likely, subconsciously), and thus it does what you think it should do.

Different remedies have different vibrations, however. Most pharmaceutical drugs are of a lower vibration than herbal remedies. But if your vibration matches the vibration of that drug, then it WILL WORK for you. As you raise your own vibration, you'll find you can't tolerate those drugs anymore and won't be drawn to them. Instead, you'll be drawn to herbs, chiropractic, traditional Chinese medicine, energetic healing, etc. -- anything that then matches your new, higher vibration. And, as per Law of Attraction, that therapy which is in alignment with your vibration and INTENTION will show up for you.

Again, because you BELIEVE in the treatment and *match it in vibration* -- it will work for you! Keep in mind, a lot of these beliefs are also subconscious, but they rise to your conscious mind, especially when you need them most.

Now if you have a deep-seated subconscious belief that you are unaware of, then the treatments you seek WON'T work because you are actually still stuck in that belief and its accompanying vibration. To break free, you can use EFT, ho'oponopono, or simply focus on raising your vibration by thinking good thoughts (and thus being in the vortex) 70 percent of the time or more.

So let's all heal ourselves as WE each know best. We each listen to our OWN bodies, and seek the therapies that resonate best with our highest Self.,

And remember that as we heal our selves, we heal each other and we heal our world. Peace to all!

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• Be Happy (at least!) 70 Percent of the Time

I was listening to Abraham-Hicks on Hay House Radio this afternoon, and Abraham said something that was very interesting: He said that in order to have perfect physical health, you need to be in the vortex 70 percent of the time. The person asking the question was saying, "Well I'm happy and grateful " and blah blah blah - but Abraham pointed out: Check in with yourself carefully, and notice how often you are *not* in the vortex. If you were in the vortex at least 70 percent of the time, all your physical ills would be gone.

Interesting! Finally, a measurable number that my left brain can process!

Seventy percent of the time, I need to be in the vortex. OK - so I decided to get to work.

First off, I realize how easy it was to be OUT of the vortex. Heck, I think I was out of the vortex most of the day! I sure as heck wasn't in the vortex trying to get out the door with the kids in tow this morning. I wasn't in the vortex when my baby boy was crawling over me and all I wanted to do was rest. I wasn't in the vortex when I was stressing about my "to do" list.

So hmmmm.... how much was I really IN the vortex?

I made it a challenge. I decided to become VERY aware of my thoughts and accompanying feelings, and to consciously and deliberately move myself INTO the vortex whenever I noticed I was slipping away from it.

To do so, I chose specific happy thoughts. My simplest happy thought is of hiking in the woods: I close my eyes, and pretend I'm on a trail in the summertime or hiking above treeline in the fall. At any rate, the key is to FEEL the joy that I feel when I am hiking in the woods.

Done! Mission accomplished!

But then, a few minutes later, I had myself a crying kid on my hands, which can trigger my own inner upset. I made a conscious effort to stay centered and to shield myself energetically from my child's upset, so that I am centered myself and can take better care of him. I again deliberately chose happy thoughts so that I could FEEL happy - genuine Joy -- as soon as possible.

Then, I began to notice things I can simply be GRATEFUL for -- the green grass, the breeze, my children playing happily in the yard -- and even very, very simple things: fresh milk and a glass to drink it in, a cozily warm jacket for when the evening turns cool, bicycles for the kids to ride, the random puddle in the driveway that provide the kids with hours of amusement.

The more I focused on HAPPY thoughts, the better I felt, and the more momentum my happiness gained.

By the time evening rolled around, I was somewhat of a silly, giggily mess. And I could easily get to my "happy place" (mostly) regardless of the commotion around me.

And so now my next missions: To keep practicing this consciously EVERY day!

Let's see how this goes...

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• Clearing and Healing Shame

Clearing. Constantly clearing. Clearing and "cleaning" (aka Ho'oponopono) are normal, daily activities for me now. The more I practice, the better I get.

When emotions arise that I do not like and do not serve my highest good, I work to first listen to the messages they are telling me - whatever it is I need to say or do or be - and then I work to first fully accept and love the emotion; to learn from it if there is a lesson within; and to then clear it. I clear it various ways: sometimes I need to dance it out or run it out while coming into my full power; other times I use EFT (tapping) and positive affirmations; sometimes I journal about it and get more clarity as I write; and still other times I use yoga, meditation or drumming to help me move on.

Whatever the situation is, I consciously work t-h-r-o-u-g-h it now. I don't condemn the emotion, I don't deny it, I don't fear it, I don't chastise it; I accept it, love it, listen to it, clear it, and move on.

Once I am clear, then I can take the action that was the message behind the emotion. But not before I'm clear. Otherwise, I am reacting to the emotion instead of taking action from my true Self -- from my seat of true inner power -- and only a negative result, equal to the negativity of the emotion - can come about. When I clear the emotion first, I then handle the situation from a higher place, and can only get results that serve my (and everyone else's) highest good.

One fine example of clearing came up this past week. I kept noticing a negative feeling around the state of something that, for simplicity's sake, I will label a "messy house." This feeling was nothing new, but was *was* new was my keen observation of it. I separated the feeling from the physical situation that triggered it -- as no situation ever causes an emotion; it only triggers that which you already have within you -- and decided I was going to deal with the emotion. Now. Not later. Now.

I started to write. The more I wrote, the more clarity I got. The more clarity I got, the more I was able to see how this simple emotion - a feeling of shame - has traveled with me along this road of life, attaching itself to various things along the way and expressing itself through unconscious behaviors that my mind then looked at and called "bad" and "shameful."

In a way, I was was shocked. It wasn't until I started working through it all that I realized that a) the feeling I didn't like was clearly "shame"; 2) my mind (a.k.a. ego) was attaching this "shame" to what modern society would label a "messy house" (yet which many happy families would call a "normal house" and what my highest self wouldn't even notice!) and has been attached to this situation for YEARS; and 3) in the past, "shame" was attached to what I can now call disordered eating for many, many years during high school and college.

The "shame" -- the emotion, the negative energy -- took on one form during my teen years, then subsided for a bit, and then stealthily reappeared in another form as an emotion attached to what I like to call "the location of various objects located within my house."

There was no remedy for the physical situation in either case. I could "fix" the physical eating during my high school years, but it would always return because the shame was the real issue, and I could clean my house ten thousand times, but it would always get messy again because, again, the messy house is not the issue, it's the shame.

When I came to this big realization, I did what I've needed to do for years and years and years, and I just started to clear the shame, and to make it fully understood by my heart and mind that this shame in no way needs to come back. The journaling took me to the clarity of understanding it; after that, I started tapping (EFT) and using positive affirmations (this is the EFT youtube video I followed) to allow my body to release it. I cried a lot and journaled some more and listened to music that spoke to me in that moment and helped me wallow IN the shame so that I could FULLY love and accept it, and slowly but surely, the clouds of shame cleared and the light of love was able to come through again.

At that point, I stated my clear intention that this shame would never take over me again. I would remain vigilant about it, and note that if it showed up, I would simply tell it to go away; I would say, "I'm dropping you like a bad habit, shame. Get out of here." In the few days since my clearing, I've done this several times, and every time, it's disappeared before it even had a chance to get its foot firmly in the door.

So now, as it stands, my house still has various objects in various locations all over the place. I don't feel mad or glad about it. It is a non-issue. I know I'd enjoy putting everything in its home because then it's easier to function, it's more fun to be able to find all the pieces to my kids' race cars, for example, when they are all in one place. But it's not necessary for happiness and I do not want it to any longer influence how I feel emotionally.

This is getting long I realize, but there is one more neat event that helped bring this into clarity. Last weekend, I was able to fold and put away about 10 loads of clean laundry that had literally piled up in the living room and had been there for weeks. After I finished, I was absolutely ELATED. I was so proud, so happy, so totally on Cloud 9 -- and yet, I knew something was wrong. Sure, it was nice to be able to have the kids get matching socks out of their sock drawer instead of digging through piles to find a matching pair, but still...why was I SO happy? I wasn't feeling that unconditional Joy of Being -- I was feeling proud of my success; I was giving myself one grand "Good Job!" and a pat on the back. It sounds all dandy, but whenever there is that one-sided ego-related "congrats!" then there is always an opposite side to that coin. In this case, it meant that a pile of laundry in the living room for two months is BAD. Hence, putting the laundry away was GOOD. Both emotions - the good and the bad - I realized, were stemming from that same place: Shame.When I put the laundry away, I buried the shame - but I didn't heal and love and clear it. I just covered it up for a while.

(For an example of this, view my post from January 26. Yes, I cleared myself before I physically cleaned the house, but I don't think I specifically cleared the shame. Or maybe I wasn't as clear as I thought. Perhaps if I were truly clear, the mess and the tidiness wouldn't have been issues at all?!?! Or maybe I *did* clear, but didn't actively work afterward to stay clear?!?! At any rate, the "mess" did return after a couple weeks - and it was almost intentional. I could see myself letting the items reappear about the house, and yet I almost *willed* them to reappear. Like I needed it for something.... Well, I can over-analyze this forever, but let's move on.)

In a way, this whole bit about dealing with the underlying emotion of a physical situation is nothing new. Psychology talks about it all the time. But for me it was a breakthrough in realizing that I don't have to FIX anything or spend years in counseling figuring out "Why do I feel this? What caused it? Who is 'responsible?'"

Truth is, we may never consciously recall who or what made such an impression on us that it programmed a certain emotion and reaction into our being. Instead, we only need to love and clear the emotions that block out the light of unconditional love, and in time, the physical reality will fall in line with the true feelings of Joy.

• The Dance

Another HUGE shift this weekend. Mega. Lemme explain..

Wednesday night, I went to yoga. My second class ever.

Not entirely sure of what goes on for me during yoga, but I’m pretty sure it has something to do with clearing clearing and more clearing, and opening blocks and doorways and paths to the higher self and whatnot. Everything seems to come flooding out afterwards, all emotions come a tumblin’ down onto me, and then they muck around in my being until I usher them on forward and transmute the blecky energy into GOD energy, Source energy, Light.

So that’s what happened this week.

Wednesday I opened the floodgates at yoga class. By Saturday, I was a wreck. The best way I could describe it was that there was an ICK inside of me. And icky feeling. Bleck ick yuck blah gack. It sucked. It belonged to nothing anymore; it was a leftover icky feeling that I had held somewhere in my body, and yoga had released it. I kinda knew that Saturday, but the issue then became, how would I transmute it into light, how would I let it TRULY go and move on.

The answer this time, for me, is a common theme: The Dance.

Saturday night, one of my favorite bands was playing at a local scene about 45 minutes from where I live. I don’t go out too often – once a month or so, if that – and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go out and dance, or if I would be better off staying home and sleeping. I pictured myself in bed, tossing and turning from the discomfort of the blech, and knew I needed Dance Therapy. I was going out.

I shouted out to the usual troops – my sister, a couple close friends, and a general call to ANYONE who wanted to get out and boogie on the dance floor. Cuz when I dance, the whole world dances, and I’m not exaggerating. You can be ANYONE, and if you can so much as sense the Joy of the Dance with me, then you are there. You are dancing. We are one. Healing takes place, energy shifts, and light shines through again.

I arrived at the dance club at the time I wanted to get there, but since the whole evening was kind of a topsy-turvey event planning wise, the two people I’d planned on meeting there truly could not make it due to totally reasonable circumstances that I fully understood and held no grudge against. Still, after arriving and realizing that my friends could not meet me there, I didn’t know what to do. I needed to dance. I knew that. But I was hesitant about going in on my own. And all I could really feel emotionally was this wicked messed up, intense, HUGEly overwhelming emotion of BLECH. It was no longer attached to an event, but was free-floating and secured somehow still to my being.

I sat in the car and cried for a while and just let the emotion BE. I sat with the feeling. I didn’t know what else to do with it; there wasn’t anything else I really could do with it right then. I had to let it be; I had to fully accept it and let my SELF be.

I talked on my phone to one of the people I was supposed to meet there – a someone who knows me very well. Just go dance, she told me. Go inside and dance. Don’t go home; you need to dance. You NEED to dance. Go dance.

She was right. Though part of me was like, “I can’t go in and dance alone all night,” another part of me was all, “Dude, you’re totally good. Go.”

Well, I went.

As it turned out, I stayed there till the band finished both sets at midnight. I talked to almost no one (though I did run into an acquaintance of mine from my high school days); had myself one beer; and just did my thing. I was completely comfortable, I was completely at ease. I had a mission, and I didn’t really care what anyone else thought. I had to DANCE to the band.

The first set of music was fun, but not transforming.

The second set of music – when all the real energy and fun and verve and craziness sets in – took me to the place I needed to go. I hit dancing bliss, I got on the stage, I saw the crowd, I did what I DO – I danced. I didn’t care what anyone thought or didn’t think or wanted or didn’t want, and yet, I also knew that anything I wanted at that moment, I could have, and already had. I was in my own personal nirvana, and all the ick that had been hovering around my being for days simply vanished. It didn’t just leave me and go find another hapless victim to attach itself to; it was actually transmuted into light.
The icky energy was, in a sense, loved to death by the dance. By my dance. By what I had consciously chosen to do.

The Dance.

It’s one more step up the consciousness ladder on my personal journey, and thus one more step for All Humankind and Planet Earth as well.

This, my friends, is my Work.

Peace out.

((Peace in.))

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• My Own Version: Listen, Pray, Eat

My last post was about listening. It was written quickly, and briefly, because someone close and dear to me mentioned that I kept interrupting when she was talking. I don't know who was "right" or "wrong" in this particular conversation -- if I was right for interrupting to say my piece, or if she was right for insisting I wait until she was finished what seemed like a very long story to me, but either way, it didn't matter. She wasn't feeling heard. That was the issue that I saw as most important. I truly wish to listen, hear and feel when one speaks; I wish to honor their story, honor their Being.

A while back, I did several several weeks of an Eckhart Tolle-inspired meditation class. For one part of the class, we were partnered up, and the instructor gave us a topic or question to discuss (such as "Describe an event in the past week when you felt frustrated") and we took turns speaking about the event while our partner truly TRULY listened. The person listening wasn't to say anything at all until the person speaking finished. The listener was only to be still, look into the speakers eyes, and listen with their heart.

If you ever try that with someone, I warn you - it's a practice that can bring one or both people to tears. It's very powerful to speak and be heard, or to be the listener of someone speaking from the heart.

You can ask a question as simple as: "What did you eat for breakfast today?" And if you are the one answering, the beauty of having a person truly listen to you can be absolutely breathtaking, humbling and revealing. If you are the one listening, anything the speaker says echoes throughout your whole being, yet doesn't contaminate you in any way. There's no residue of anger from a past experience, or leftover, aberrant frustration from a story about something that just couldn't work out the way the person wanted it to.

Instead, when speaking and listening with an open heart, every single word is cradled with compassion, love, and understanding, -- and the simple allowing to simply BE, without judgment.

So where is this all leading now, and why is this post titled Listen, Pray , Eat?

Because, for starters, *I* need to be heard right now. I need to speak in a way that comes from my heart, with unconditional love, and expecting and needing nothing in return. I need to speak and act from the center of my being, as I know that if I speak from my heart, then nothing can ever be misunderstood.

Much of what I have to say isn't even with words. It needs to be spoken with actions, with inner stillness, with prayer and intention.

Here is one simple example: Tonight, several of us went out to dinner - something we do about once a month. In all honesty, going out to dinner these days brings me to tears out of utter sadness. My mind can analyze the entire situation and realize that the food on my plate is most likely from mistreated animals; is covered in a sauce containing vegetables that have been genetically modified and are harming our Mother Earth; and isn't honoring organic practices.

Despite this knowledge my mind dwells upon, I attempt to enjoy the experience as it is, in the Now, without the story of where the food came from, what it's cost our environment, and what animals may have been poorly treated so that I could sit there and have a meal. To simply, mindlessly enjoy the flavors, scents, textures, good company, and the fact that I could relax while another made the meal, served it, and cleaned up afterward.

As I now reflect back on the agony I felt with that meal in front of me earlier tonight, a few things have made themselves clearer: If I want to go out, and enjoy such a meal, I need to speak from the heart, as if the whole universe is listening with its heart, and bless the food, the animals, the vegetables, the farmers, the restaurant servers and cooks, the company behind the GMO vegetables on our plates -- everything in front of me -- so that I am at true peace before entering into the actual consumption of the meal.

To do this, for me, I need to do the following: When my food arrives, I need to cup  both hands lightly, palm down, and put them over my plate of food; close my eyes; and bless and thank everything I can think of and not think of that was and will be involved in bringing that plate of food to me. And I need to do that for every plate of food on the table. I do not need to be loud about the gratitude - I can speak quietly or even silently - but I need to be very, very clear about my gratefulness, so that it reverberates across time and space and reaches every person, machine and corporation that the single plate of food reaches back to. (I must clean on the food, as Dr. Ihelakala Hew Len would say.)

I have considered that doing this will probably bring me to tears at the table in the restaurant, but I do not have a choice, really, if I want to feel clear and help heal the planet. And I *must* be clear and help heal the planet, Mother Earth, nature, our world. It is far to precious to let fall uncared for.

And this simple act will also heal me. I am constantly clearing my own self, and part of that clearing means not burying emotions anymore, not letting things sit and fester unspoken or unheard. I can not always find the right words in a heated situation to adequately express an argument in the right way;  for example, I can't sit in a restaurant and convince the patron next to me that eating GMO corn is simply "wrong" if he or she truly believes it is "right"; but I can allow myself to fully feel the sadness that the thought of GMO corn elicits in me, and I love the emotion and let it be and simply bless and love the GMO corn on my neighbor's plate with all my heart and being so that, again, I turn around my own scary, sad, angry feelings revolving around someone fucking with Mother Earth, and transform it into love and light, in which there is no dark opposite, no right/wrong choices, no good or evil vegetable-modifying empires.

By honoring and loving my own emotions about such situations, I heal my Self and, by virtue of my own physical existence, Mother Earth.

Peace, peace out.

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• Ahhhhh Regroup

Phew. It's Monday evening as I type this. Saturday and Sunday were exhausting in a sort of nebulous-draining way. Not entirely sure why, but I have a pretty good theory:

Saturday morning, I had a deep-tissue massage from someone who really knows what the hell she's doing. See, every once in a while, my youngest child (in this case, age 16 months) gains an ounce or two that turns out to be the straw that breaks this mama's back, so to speak, and my muscles knot up and wince in pain and beg for mercy. Hence the massage session.

What's so interesting about the whole ordeal is that as the massage therapist went along and undid all these various muscle knots, she released not only the tension and stress, but also whatever emotional energies were harboring within. It wasn't something I actively expected beforehand, but afterward, it was very obvious. Walking out of the session, my body was exhausted but at the same time refreshed, like it had been tweaked and twisted out of a bad habit and ushered into detox therapy.

I thus spent the rest of the weekend feeling sore, drinking a LOT of water, getting overly emotional over nothing, and wanting to just sleep as much as I possibly could (which I did, thank goodness).

Now what else is interesting is how I happened upon this particular massage therapist at this particular time.

First off, I decided a little bit ago that I need to keep releasing these blocks through my body  -- in essence, through the physical. That's part of the whole house-cleaning blog post: Cleaning the house was equivalent to clearing an energetic block.

To that end, the massage therapist I went to this time around is the best for cleaning physical blocks. But did I actively seek out an appointment with her last week when I decided my body needed a session? Noooooo... I instead chose the closest massage therapist so I'd have to drive the least distance on a Saturday morning. I made the appointment last Wednesday, and verbally reminded all those around me that INDEED my poor, aching body was getting a desperately needed massage on Saturday morning at 9! Come hell or high water, I'd be there!

And then on Friday at 1 p.m., I got a phone call that my massage therapist had fallen off her roof shoveling snow and needed to rest her aching knee, and couldn't do a massage the next morning. HA HA that was SO funny to me, after my clear intent for a massage Saturday morning at 9! I was not to be dissuaded. They asked me if I wanted to reschedule, but I politely declined, knowing I'd find exactly what I needed, and at the right time.

I dug up phone numbers for a couple other massage therapists in the area. Massage Therapist No. 1 wasn't there when I called, so I left a voicemail. Massage Therapist No. 2 turned out to not do weekend appointments. And then - a lightbulb went off, and I remembered Massage Therapist No. 3 -- the one I ended up going to. I called her up, and sure enough -she'd just had a cancellation for her 10 a.m. appointment on Saturday morning, and would I like to come in at 9:30 or 10?

Ahh -- 9:30, thank you. A more perfect time for me even than 9, since this was about 20 minutes from my house.

Why is this significant? Simply because I internally decided that I will be clearing energetic blocks via my physical body and environment, and a massage by this particular massage therapist -- not the other ones I've been to in the past, and keeping in mind I only get massages once or twice per year -- is exactly in line with that desire. And also, this was completely in alignment with my intent for a massage on Saturday morning, at 9. (OK, so it was at 9:30 - but I can't complain, because 9:30 worked out even BETTER than 9!)

To make things even more clear, on Sunday morning, I got a phone call back from Massage Therapist No. 1, saying that yes, she got my voicemail from Friday afternoon and would have been available for a Saturday morning massage, but due to some technical issue, she didn't actually hear the voicemail until Sunday.

Hrm. Go figure. Having fun playing, Universe?

Always perfect, always right on.

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• Really Cool Video: "We Become 2012"

This is a beautiful video I stumbled across. The A/V quality is a little 'eh' but the singing bowls interspersed with this person's talking is soooooo soothing. Makes me want to acquire my own collection of singing bowls:


We become 2012 from kedarvideo on Vimeo.

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• Greeting the New Year

As 2011 awaits before me, I am ready. I can see clearly now that the past few months I have been lining everything up, and that now is the perfect time to really step into action. Here's what my actions are for 2011 as to how I am raising my vibration, helping humanity, and healing this planet in the process.

To begin with, my life is a bit of a walking meditation, and I have begun focused meditation in small blocks of time throughout the day, whenever possible. During these meditations, I become still and breathe in love and joy, clarifying visions of peace, and feeling the Oneness of Source and All that Is.

Second, I am clearing clearing clearing as I go about my day's activities. The easiest method is Ho'oponopono. I keep the "I love you, please forgive me, thank you, I'm sorry" chatter going as I take care of the children, run errands, clean the house, play, nurse my young baby - whatever. I'm aware of it all and the feeling behind the words. It feels very cleansing to keep the chatter going in the patter of words that most applies to where I'm at. Sometimes it becomes a series of "I'm sorry, very very sorry. It's almost tragic, yes I'm sorry." Other times, I find myself thanking a situation profusely. It's been very healing and very cleansing to keep these words silently on the tip of my tongue.

And in the midst of all the focused, serious meditation and clearing, I am inspired every day to take on some form of Dance. Dance is my unhindered, free, self-expression of pure joy and ME-ness. It allows Source energy to take form in the special way that only I can channel through dance and music combined.

Interspersed  among these actions are dozens of opportunities to practice patience, unconditional love, forgiveness, kindness, and service to others. There are aspects here that I want to work more on, but that will come in time. As I reinforce my solid foundation of meditation, clearing, and dance, it will all come together perfectly, as only the Universe can orchestrate.

Peace to all, and happy new year. Thank you for being here, to share this journey together.

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• Energetic Healing

I've always been attracted to the healing arts - that is, alternative healing methods, energetic healing, etc., so I've listened to a few Abraham-Hicks youtubes on "healing" and am intrigued. All "illness," Abraham states, is a manifestation of some aspect of yourself that is not in alignment with Who You Truly Are. To elaborate on this idea:

Here's an example from one of the videos: A man has a disease we label Parkinson's. Abraham asks him (and I'm paraphrasing here): "What are the symptoms?"

"Shaking hand, weakness."

"How do the symptoms make you feel?"

"Insecure, unable to communicate clearly, unstable."

"Now go back and see what is was you had going on in your life before this illness that made you feel insecure, unable to communicate clearly, and unstable. That's the cause of this illness - the feelings behind the life situation."

An exact quote from Abraham on this puts it all succinctly:

"What was in your face that trained you into that vibration? ... What was it that you were observing that trained you into the vibration that later gave you the indication [i.e. physical manifestation of an illness]? So, somewhere, you got a vibration going on, and then you get a manifestation [in this case, illness] to match it."

OK - so great you think: I have identified the emotions attached to my illness; I have located the source of where they have come from; now what?

Now it's time to come into alignment. Start choosing better-feeling thoughts about the situation that has brought about the uncomfortable feelings. Expand into a new place where you are again in alignment with yourself. Be truly happy and in alignment and the symptoms and illness will disappear.

Appreciate what Is. Appreciate the clarity that this whole situation has brought to you.

From Abraham: Say to yourself, "I had to have something big and cataclysmic to bring me to a point of clarity. But now I have clarity."

The original youtube videos on this are here:

Part 1:


Part 2:

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