Monthly Archives: August 2010

My 10 Best Qualities


I am loyal, creative, I have a good sense of humor, I am kind, tough, spiritual, sentimental, good singer, good with languages, loving and affectionate.

First of all, I must confess I just spent a half hour writing this and lost it all because I FORGOT TO LOG IN. Aghhh! So I am NOT extremely observant. but I AM all those other things.

I am so loyal that I never give up a friend, family member, or animal I know, EVER. They have to give me up if they want to get rid of me. I love them.

I love to draw and paint, and I’m pretty good. I like (can’t say I love, yet) to write, and I feel great when writing helps me accomlish my purpose. Sometimes it’s even fun.

Life without humor is not the life for me. I love to make people laugh, and I love to laugh. Everyone knows laughter is the best medicine. I love VeryFunnyAds.com. And the Geico commercials, especially the one about the psychotherapist who used to be a drill sargeant.

I think kindness is realness. I think we are all hard-wired for kindness. People who are not kind just need to dig through their junk to find it again.

People say I am tough. Maybe it’s because I can pretty quickly spot nonsense (don’t want to say b.s. here) and dispatch it. Plus, I’m pretty good at handling crises. I don’t fall apart until everything’s over – unless you throw up or get bloody.

I am spiritual rather than religious. While I respect all religions, no one way has all the answers for me. I love God, the Universe, the Source, Allah, Spirit, all names people use to describe the ground of all being. My view is that all paths ultimately lead to the same destination.

Sentimental, corny, sensitive – all these words could describe me crying at the movies, watching TV, viewing a beautiful scene, being touched by a certain kind of music at a certain time or in a certain place, talking about someone or something, etc. Can’t control this embarrasing habit. Tried. Can’t.

I love to sing. Used to be quite the singer. Not so good any more, as the voice has become flabby with disuse. I still break into song around the house when nobody else is here, like in a musical – and in the shower, and with CDs or the radio. I often think I should break into song someday in the company of others – just to say I did. Maybe.

When I was just starting school, I could hardly wait to learn to read and write. Reading, writing, and art were my favorite subjects. I am still a book worm. I love learning new languages. When I learned German and Spanish, native speakers thought I was one of them. I like to imitate different accents just for fun. It makes me feel as if I’m almost in the culture.

I am a touchy-feely person and I love to hug, hold hands, shake hands, stroll arm-in-arm, pat people on the back. It’s my way of showing love, of welcoming people into my life, of expressing affection. Of course, I realize a lot of people do not appreciate being touched by just anyone, and so I reserve a polite handshake, a smile, or a nod for them. They’ll cozy up soon enough.

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Pain Can Be A Good Thing

Cover of "Help!: A Story of Friendship"
Cover of Help!: A Story of Friendship

Is your life everything you want it to be? Are you as happy, as successful as you want to be? Or is something missing? Are you spinning your wheels, immobilized by problems, frustrated, fed up? Lost your enthusiasm, your joy, your confidence? Sometimes life is a downhill slide in the mud. I have come to believe when I get the dirty end of the stick, it’s time for me to grow again. Not always the most pleasant experience in the world, but I’ve learned it teaches me how to create more of what I want in my life. Growing has become the only way for me to resolve my pain.

Personal growth is vital to our health and happiness. We need to be constantly evolving. We are not meant to settle, to stop where we are. When we stop growing, we get sick and unhappy. Let me tell you how personal growth has been essential to my happiness.

When I was a little kid, I was so happy to be alive, so enthusiastic about everything, so enchanted with the world. And then came, inevitably, life experiences that gradually shut me down. Over time, my enthusiasm dwindled, my joy quotient decreased, my attitude lost altitude, and I began to live in a perpetual state of stress. I ran into huge roadblocks and spent years hiding in the safety of blaming other people for my unhappiness.

At the same time, I had a passion for exploring human potential which, in the beginning, expressed itself as fascination with psychic ability. I read lots of books, and my high school girlfriends and I held séances and talked about ghosts and related phenomena at sleepovers. Even so, I kept my interest below the radar, since people were pretty touchy about that sort of thing. I ended up putting my passion on the back burner and focusing on the business of everyday living.

Eventually, I became so unhappy I began to have anxiety attacks and sought professional counseling. It was a scary and wonderful experience. I gained more self-awareness, learned coping skills, and had no more anxiety attacks. But there was still something missing. What I didn’t realize at the time was that I was searching for myself. I wanted me back.

I continued to pursue my interest in human potential, which now included psychology in addition to metaphysics. Gradually I found the teachers who helped me transform my life. I gained a sense of direction and learned how to develop my passion for human potential into a career in which I could help others. I continued my own personal development through spiritual practice.

During my journey, I found it was pain that kept me moving toward personal transformation. Every time I paused on my path of enlightenment, my pain would eventually force me to take the next step. Gradually I took responsibility for my life, dropped the blame game, and began to create the life I had always wanted. I was empowered. Yowza! I discovered that I love to share what I learn. Yes!

I think there are many people who can identify with my story. We wander off our path and experience pain. We run from the pain until we can’t run anymore. My life changed when I decided to confront my pain.

One of the most helpful tools for personal growth I discovered was Chaldean numerology. I was amazed when I read my Chaldean Soul Chart to see my life right there in black and white. This chart told me so much about myself. It told me why I am the way I am, it showed me my life purpose, it gave me a blueprint for my direction, it showed me the potential in my future, that it’s OK to have challenges, and it revealed my talents and strengths. What could be better? Much of what I saw was confirmed by awareness I had had since childhood. I was excited again. My Chaldean Soul Chart showed me what I was meant to do with my life. It showed me the way to happiness and fulfillment. It gave me my identity back.

If you can relate to my experience, I invite you to bring your own Chaldean Soul Chart into your life by scheduling a session with me or by getting my book, which will show you how to calculate your own chart. You will be amazed to learn how powerful you are.

What I’d Say to My 16-Year-Old Self

Don’t worry, life isn’t the dire situation you think it is. You may not believe me now, but someday you will remember what I said. Go out with the boys you like, not the ones your mother likes. She had her turn, now it’s yours. Speak up more – people want to know what you have to say. Well, maybe not everybody. But it’s always an adventure to learn who’s with you and who is not – and how you will deal when you find out. Have fun out there.

You can probably guess that I spent quite a bit of time trying not to step on the cracks. I could have had even more fun if I had listened to me then.

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If I Could Be a Character From a Book, I’d Be…

Eleanor was a New Age woman of the Middle Ages. She was Queen of France and England (by marriage), she bore 10 children, and she was Dutchess of Aquitaine in her own right. She was a patron of the arts, she pioneered chivalry, and she went on 2 or 3 crusades, just for starters. I like her because she was a rebel – she exercised her power in a male-dominated world. She went hunting and rode astride with the guys, and she shared her opinions freely. After her divorce from the King of France (which she instigated), she took up with any man she had a fancy for and ended up with the future King of England, 11 years her junior. She married off each of her 5 daughters to royalty, and two of her sons were kings of England. She knew who she was.

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