More Love Is More Power

 

JeffDeyo

Power.

Seriously, I’ve been thinking about it a lot. People have such issues with the word power it’s almost taboo to say, “I am a powerful being.” I suppose it’s all a matter of perception, and how the word power makes you feel because of that perception. I’ve never been afraid of that word or intimidated by it to soften it up by having to say, “I am an empowered woman.” No, I like to say that:

“I am a powerful woman.”
” I have the power to create the life I want to live.”
” I have the power to bring my deepest, most passionate desires into being in the here and now.”images

Power.

It’s true, at this point in my life, I am stepping into my power, and I feel it flowing through me. What a delicious feeling it is to be standing in this place of power that is mine, and to feel it pulsating through me, and knowing that I hold this power to do and achieve anything I desire with all my heart. I am coming into realizing how powerful I really am, and how much more I can be.

Power.

Power is nothing but unrealized potential and raw energy and remains so until you tap into it. Then it becomes active, and used properly can help you achieve whatever your heart desires. It’s such a simple concept, too simple I think, and remains hidden in a cloak of simplicity from those not ready to step into their place of power, and receive it.

Power.

I remember at one point I didn’t have much of it, and what I did have I gave away to other people. I was too young, too naive, and scared to stand up in my power, speak my truth. In fact, I didn’t have a truth to speak because I felt I had no place, therefore was I was ignorantly powerless.

Even when I was having my first daughter at the tender age of 18, I was told by her father’s mother to name my baby Jessica. I hated that name as for as far back as I could remember. Jessica. I thought what an ugly name! I hated it. But her father’s mother, a pretty powerful woman in her own right, used her power over me because of course, I let her. I let her because I didn’t recognize I had power of my own and thus, I caved and named my first-born Jessica.

Powerless

She thought she was in control to the point of even when I went into the nursery to see my baby girl for one of first times I could get out of bed on my own, she tried to prevent me from being near her. Jessica was in one of those incubators where you could put your hands inside to touch her. As I reached in to touch my daughter that I’d given birth too just hours earlier, her grandmother stood over me and in front of all of my friends who were also there to see me and my new-born baby girl, swatted my hand away, telling me to “Leave her alone, let her sleep!”

Powerless

That’s when what little power in the guise of a “fuck you” out of embarrassment and rebellion inside of me took over and told her to “Back off, I’ll touch MY baby if I want to”. Her interference with my oldest daughter from literally before she was even out of the womb has had a major impact on the relationship between Jessica and I. Over the years I felt powerless to do too much of anything but rebel in a negative fashion which wasn’t healthy for neither my daughter or myself.

But as they say, “That was then, this is now”.

Things are much different. I know what I think I am even though I’m so much more than my mind can fathom. I know that within me, within my Soul is the essence of the Divine Spirit, and that is pure power. For me, that power is Love, the most powerful of all. The Only Power.

Therefore all things that come from it are good.

When I think of power, I think of that Force that once tapped into allows me to stand in it, filling with me with the awareness that I am truly the one who is making my own choices, whether it’s to be miserable, sad, and poverty minded therefore being all those things. Knowing that I have, unconsciously, made those previous choices many times over that left me unhappy, unhealthy, miserable and financially poor.Power

Power.

I now make the conscious and deliberate choice to be happy, to be filled with a sense of joy, and ecstasy, to be of a pure blissful mind with the realization is that what is, has already been created–I am no “co-creator” as I’ve created nothing. Rather, I choose to align myself with that specific vibration, to be in a place to receive health, happiness, joy, and experience the bliss of great financial abundance–that is my right. That is the power of my choice, that is my gift, my gift of choice. My awareness of that fact is power.

From that Power that is Love, all things that come from it are good.

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P.S

This song I’ve posted with lyrics, “More Love, More Power” by Jeff Deyo is a song that really gets to the heart of me. At its heart, it is a Christian song. Although I do not identify as a Christian, I honor, and respect the teachings of Jesus and everything he symbolizes as much as Buddha, Goddess and any other mystic holy teacher. This song speaks so directly into my Soul, of who I am and what I want and need in my life.

More Love, More Power. 

Many times I listen to this song I am filled with such overwhelming emotion I cry. I just let the tears flow out. I don’t just hear music but I feel the intensity of it. I don’t just hear the words, I absorb them, take them into myself like a sponge because these are the affirmations of my world at any given moment. He writes, “More Love, More Power, More of You In My Life”

For Jeff Deyo, that is Jesus. Jesus is Love, Jesus is the Power. For me, it’s Love, it’s Power they are one in the same and everything good and right. This is my Soul’s affirmations in song. I hope you enjoy it as well.

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Time Is Always Now

Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change. ~Thomas Hardy

Hickory, dickory dock, Aura bought herself a new clock.

The New Clock

The old wall clock stopped ticking despite replacing it with new batteries. It had ticked its last tock and that was it. It was its time. Pun totally intended.

The Old Clock

I still keep that old clock though on the wall. I should actually take it down and throw it away as it’s not ticked or tocked for quite some time, maybe even a year or longer.  But I think I keep it for sentimental reasons. It was one of the firsts for the house when we moved here six  years ago. And it’s always been a conversation piece by those non-earth spirited people. Especially when they glance up to see the time and gasp, “Oh that can’t be right?”.

Only twice a day it is. <Insert chuckle here>

I know the ticking of the clock seems unnerving to some people. Especially when they are trying to sleep. But for me its a sound of magic, of wonder and of contemplation. When I hear the ticking of the clock I know that I am in the moment, literally. That I am aware of the ticking of the clock means that I am tuning out everything else and listening to time tick. Whatever I am doing in that moment, in that second I become of conscious of trying to make it count.

It seems we are busy in one way or another, whether we are lost in the swamp of worry and trepidation located within our mind, of a future that has not yet come to pass or we are traveling back through other windows of time lamenting on what has already happened. Or perhaps we aren’t even thinking but are continuously on the go that we never slow down until we need to sleep.  In all that time we never hear the ticking of the clock yet the clock keeps on ticking, keeps on moving right into the future and that future is the now. Ticktock.

Usually when the noise is down in the house, the t.v is off, the kids are out and you aren’t lost in a haze of thoughts daydreaming is when you hear it. So many times we get caught up in our thoughts, our to do list and multi-tasking that we aren’t even conscious of present time. The now. Yet that clock still ticks the tock …ticktock, ticktock, ticktock …and sometimes it slips into our awareness but only on those occasions we slow down. Which might explain that the clock that always ticks and tocks doesn’t bother some until they lay down at night to sleep. Because that is the only time they slow down and become aware of now.

If you have a wall clock, how often do you really hear it? Honestly? What’s going on in your mind when you do actually hear it?

Are you one of those people who have a hard time grasping the whole “Being Present” concept? Well remember this:

When you are conscious of the ticking of the clock, you are in the constantly unfolding now. You are consciously in the present. 

I’ve been listening to this clock tick and tock and while I know it signifies that time is passing by, I feel more like I am drifting in and out of it; as each tick creates a present, it also creates a past. For a bit, I’m conscious of the ticking, I am in the now, when I’m not, the sound is gone because I’m somewhere else in my mind, in the past moments, years, thoughts or other places on the map of my memory but not here until I hear that ticking come into focus again.

Strange Awareness

Have you ever noticed that sometimes the ticking appears to be louder than other times? Especially when it seems like something has happened that has caused a shift in your emotions one way or another (but usually in a not-so-good-kind-of-way) and suddenly the only sound you hear is the clicking of the clock. That’s happened to me on plenty of occasions. I am inclined to think that it’s the universes way of saying, “This is a moment you will either cherish forever, wish to forget or shouldn’t forget”.

More Time Travel

Another thing that I’ve noticed about the whole concept of time is that watching the clock and waiting for one minute to pass can almost seem to take forever while at other times it seems to go too fast. Yet the clock and the tick and tock are still moving the same as they have been. So then it is we who seem to be moving forward or backward and appearing out of sync not “in beat” or present with current time. But all of these things are illusions of time. They don’t really exist except in how we perceive them to.  And yet, in the same token, it is the now that matters.

What Will You Do With Your Now? 

Whenever I ask people what they want out of life, most often the answer I get is, “I want to be happy.”  So I might ask them why are they not happy now and they usually have a list of what it is exactly they think they need and should have to be happy.  This probably stems from our being taught that happiness comes from external sources outside our own inner being.

The truth is happiness comes from within and exists in the Realm of Now. 

This means we don’t have to wait for the right job, perfect place and partner to be happy. The clock it ticks, it tocks and it reminds that time is in the here and now. Always now. 

Be Happy Now

Define your idea of happiness and create it. Create it now because now is a perfect time to do it. Don’t wait for an imagined perfect time to make yourself smile, to get some enjoyment out of your life wherever you are and whatever stage you are in.

I tell myself this every day. I will hum or sing out Bobby McFerrin’s “Don’t Worry, Be Happy”  when I find myself pondering the “What If’s” and “Maybe if I have’s” in order to “finally be happy”. Yes, I have to consciously remind myself that I should not wait to be happy because my happiness comes from within and *not from my relationship to things.

This is true of all people, only we don’t realize it. We don’t need ice cream, money, a lover, a new car, etc., to be happy.  It is holding to that illusion of having this or that that actually prevents us from accessing our source of happiness from within in the here and now.  We can learn to swim the channels in our inner landscape and find the place where happiness exists and releasing it without trick or trigger. It might take a little practice to get good but hey, now is a  perfect time to start.

Blessings and Happiness!