Cusco: A Clearing & Homecoming

June 18, 2023 ~ Our Hidden Inca Tour: Peru & Bolivia guided tour began with an early morning bus ride to the airport and our flight from Lima to Cusco.

Our personal experience of the tour began with some very strange happenings. After breakfast, we discovered that we were locked out of our room with all of our luggage still inside. New keys, a visit by the manager and a review by the maintenance person didn’t resolve the problem. We were beginning to get stressed and nervous as our tour group was to be loading onto the bus for the airport in minutes.

Meanwhile, my intestinal tract was feeling off. We didn’t just need our luggage in the room. I needed a bathroom. While Brian learned that our lock mechanism on our room needed a new battery and was resolving that with the hotel staff, I made a dash for the restroom in the hotel lobby.

Brian made it downstairs with our luggage just as everyone began loading onto the bus. I was still in the restroom with the intestinal issues. Then, as I went to leave the bathroom, I couldn’t get the door open. OMG! I was locked in the restroom. After a minute or two of trial and error, I finally got the door open and we sprinted out to the bus.

For the first time in Brian’s life, he was the last one to arrive somewhere. We were the final two people to get on the bus.

Our flight to Cusco and arrival there had more happenings and a sacred experience as well….

We were relieved to be on our flight and excited for the journey ahead.

Brian settled into the flight and took a nap. I had a little more adventurous trip. As I gazed out the window with our plane cascading over the Andes Mountains, I was suddenly overcome with emotion and this deep soulful feeling. Somewhere inside of me I heard the words, “I’m coming home…. I’m coming home…” In that instant, tears began to stream from my eyes.

Not long afterward, I felt a strong surge of energy and an accompanying sense of nausea. Luckily, the woman seated next to me had asked for sick bags for her teenage son who is prone to motion sickness. Thinking that preparedness was a good idea, I had asked for two as well. Thank goodness I did.

For the first time in my life and out of the clear blue nowhere, I got sick into that bag on the airplane. I was so subtle about it that Brian kept on napping and didn’t notice. He only awoke when I attempted to go to the lavatory and was turned back due to turbulence as travelers were asked to take their seats.

My sickness continued as we arrived into Cusco on Day One of our Hidden Inca group tour. Once we landed, I headed straight to the restroom as Brian collected our luggage. A kind former teacher from Canada who was on our trip asked after me and kept an eye out on me in a nurturing motherly way for the rest of the day.

Once on our bus ride, I continued feeling unwell. By that point, my hubby was keeping a keen loving eye on me too. Astonishingly, once again, I grabbed for another sick bag that I had tucked into my purse and emptied my stomach. Then, I learned how much my husband really does love me. He actually offered to hold my bag filled with the contents of my stomach. Yes, he is a former fire captain and advanced EMT, but still…. that is a next level kind of love offering. I thanked him and held it myself.

Once we got to the hotel, I again headed straight for the restroom after receiving our tour headphones and putting my full bag in a trash can. As I sat on the throne, I listened to the opening remarks of our group gathering that was transpiring in the hotel meeting room.

Thankfully, I soon felt well enough, just in time, to join our group for the sacred ceremonial opening of our Peruvian experience. Our shaman Wilco dressed head to toe in Incan priestly regalia spoke of the significance of Cusco. Our tour host and author Brien Foerster (who has been a presenter on the History Channel show “Ancient Aliens”) had told us about Wilco at the orientation and shared that Wilco is a ‘rare individual.’ He is part of an unbroken line of Incan shaman going back to the 15th century before the Spanish conquered Peru and annihilated much of the Incan and pre-Incan culture. Those Incans, who had lived, had quietly kept their wisdom alive for generations. Wilco was the latest in that line of wisdom bearers.


As I took my seat in the semi circle surrounding our tour’s shaman and the special altar he had created, I listened to Wilco speak (via translation by our tour manager Gustavo). Wilco shared with warm reverence and emphasis that “Cusco is the womb of Mother Earth. In Cusco, each of us connects our umbilical cord to the womb of the earth.”

Again, emotion welled up in me. Each of us were asked to share why we were here, in Cusco and on this trip to Peru. With tears streaming down my face, I said, “Cusco has called for a long time, and I feel like I’m coming home.” Wilco looked at me with one of those gazes that feels like someone sees right into your soul. I humbly, tenderly smiled and then listened as each person took their turn sharing.

Incredulously, the only other person to have tears arise was our tour guide Brien Foerster. He had not seemed an especially emotive person, but when he spoke of his desire to right the wrongs done to the Peruvian people by the Spanish his heart was keenly pouring out through his words. As I listened while staring at the back of his head, I took note that only he and I had cried, and he was sitting directly in front of me as my heart resounded in my chest. That connection formed a quiet, simple bond that seemed to continue though much of the Peru experience.

After our sacred opening ceremony, my loving Brian and I went to our hotel room. At first, I immediately shifted into my common resiliency mode and thought I could join the first walking tour of our trip; however, after several minutes, I realized that self care was my priority. Brian offered to stay with me in the hotel room, but I encouraged him to go on the walking tour of Cusco on behalf of both of us.

And so he did, lovingly taking photos to share with me. While he was away, I reached out to a dear friend who was right there messaging with me as I went through a poignant heart opening and energetic clearing experience.

Yes, I seemed to be in the midst of a Montezuma’s revenge sickness, or given that I was in Peru rather than Mexico maybe I should call it an Athaulpa’s revenge experience. In any case… I was genuinely sick, likely from eating a quarter size piece of lettuce with my ceviche at a local coastal restaurant the day before. Still… this truly felt like more than a food issue body clearing.

My keenly intuitive friend validated my sensing and encouraged me to ground myself by putting my bare feet on the floor. As an enormous cascade of tears poured forth, she lovingly held space from her home in Montana as I went through this experience in Cusco, Peru. We both knew this was a potent clearing on many levels. She quietly continued holding space from a distance while I went through my process on my own.

This clearing would open me up to the energies of Peru and its ancient places. I had longed to come to Peru for over two decades. Not only was my prayer answered but the land was obviously preparing me for a more authentic, genuine energetic experience. I slept for fourteen hours in our hotel room.

The next day, I would share with Wilco and Brien individually that it felt as if I had an Ayahuasca experience without taking Ayahuasca. They both understood me. Brien remarked that Cusco calls deeply to some people. Quietly he recognized my calling. By the end of our Peruvian journey, I had more sense of our gentle shaman’s understanding as well.

Qoricancha – photo via Peru Hop

My beloved husband had returned from the walking tour of Cusco as the sun set. Brian shared what he remembered of the heart of Cusco ~ Qoricancha, and the roads through the city as well as the presenters’ discussions of pre-Incan megalithic construction and Incan stone building.

My love warmly shared the photos he took for me and what he had learned from the local anthropologist, our tour guide and more. Though I hadn’t set foot in the heart of Cusco that day, my heart felt full and so very grateful. It was the beginning of a meaningful and long awaited adventure, and I am so grateful for how we shared it together



Here is one resource that discusses Qoricancha:
https://www.peruhop.com/coricancha-sun-temple/

Today ~ an Epiphany

I awoke this morning recognizing how odd this day felt.

Having the first anniversary of the attack on our nation’s Capitol coinciding with the holy day of The Epiphany (Three Kings Day or the day of the Magi) just seemed so strange and confusingly symbolic on a deep energetic collective level.

In some Christian faiths, this is a day to honor the divinity and humanity of Jesus. In most, it is the day that three wise men acknowledged the Christ child.

With America currently in its first Pluto return since the very founding of our country, it is certainly a profound time of facing our shadows, recognizing our lights and reassessing ourselves and our nation.

So….. I lit a candle and allowed its flame to burn all throughout this day.

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Epiphany is the final day of the twelve days of Christmas.

I feel a call to a deeply collective healing and awakening in the alignment of events and energies present on January 6th now.

Today marks one of the earliest and longest celebrated Christian holidays.

Today is the day of the Epiphany (that honors the divinity and the humanity in the Christ child and thus the Christ consciousness in us all) and this is the day that honors a Trinity of wise ones who journeyed far to meet and acknowledge that child 

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 and that Truth within us All. 

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From early this morning, throughout the day and into this night…. this candle has burned bright amidst the recollections of great darkness.


Its flame still burns as I write these words with the night sky enveloping and the stars twinkling from afar.

May the coinciding of these historic events be meaningful in actualizing ‘a more perfect union’ within each of our hearts, across this country and throughout our world.

Epiphany also means a moment of sudden revelation or insight.

On this day in America, now known to have had an incite of violence, may we now experience an insight of awareness and an epiphany of divine and human recognition within ourselves and one another.

May this day become an even truer day of an “Epiphany” in our hearts and in our modern times…



With So Much Love, DeAnne

For more understanding of America’s Pluto return, feel free to read this January 2021 article by Divine Harmony, https://divineharmony.com/astrology-blog/usa-pluto-return-transformation-of-a-nation-2022/

Love is your greatest Strength

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Bring a quiet stillness within and allow the whispers of your own soul.
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There is a restoration and aligning offered in the energy here.

I was guided to create this altar today. It is a love infused gift, to each of us.

A depth of soul is present, along with profound empathy, fierce gentle Grace, forgiveness across lifetimes, community encircling, hearts unifying, sisterhood restored, brotherhood honored, Belovedness embodied and The Way of Love alive.
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May you know how much you are loved.


#BeReal #BeYou #BeTheLove #BeLoved

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Today, I honor it all

 

Today I honor a very personal anniversary, the 19th one in fact.   This special day marks nineteen years since passing through the portal of having cancer in my womb and enduring a sorrowful give-away at the age of 27.

What a passage it was, and continued to be, long after that fateful day nineteen years ago.  I still remember it vividly. I’m certain I always will.

What I know now is that I am a wiser woman for having had to give my womb away at such a tender age and live without the fulfillment of my dream of a second child. I am wiser for the courage it called forth in me and for the compassion it drove home in my core. It IS indeed our wounds that allow the light in and allow it in ways that we would never have dreamed of….

I may not have given birth to another child, but I did give rebirth then and many times since to this woman that lives in my body. She knows a way of loving now that is far more expansive than any body’s womb could ever have held. That give-away led to a gift that I continually give and receive now, through my way of being in life and through what I am able to give life to in other ways.

So today, for all that it carries in meaning for me, I honor it.
I light this candle and I honor it.

I honor the wisps of grief and tenderness that remain, even after nearly two decades.
I honor the dreams and the unanswered prayers.  I honor the prayers that came to be and the little life that did not.

I honor BEING alive myself, living the blessed life that I have.

I honor my husband and daughter who’ve been with me through that and much more.
I honor my family and friends who encircled me then and now.
I honor those with whom I’ve walked the path of life, whether it has been for a few moments or for many years.

I honor all the myriad of experiences, feelings, realizations, lessons and evolutions that have been lived these past nineteen of my forty-six years of this life.

I honor my own process of living, now more than ever before, and I honor the woman that I Am with all my scars, flaws, frailties, insecurities, eccentricities and uncertainties that are partnered with my continual courage, compassion, creativity, myriad talents, softness, strength, intelligence, intuition, flowing and deepening knowing.

I honor all that I continue to discover and to offer.
I honor life lived authentically and lovingly.

Today, I honor it all.

Belovedness ~ The Sacred Union

 

This creation is an invitation, a remembrance and a celebration of the sacred union within ourselves, in our relationships and in our world. I created it with a deep sense of love, multi-layered awareness and humble awe. It was first shown to a small group at our collaborative Sacred Union Evening on April 30, 2016. Today, I vulnerably share it with you.

Today, May 22, 2016, I am also offering this on my own 23rd wedding anniversary in honor of the beloved love I have found within myself, in my life, and in the connection I now share with my husband, Brian. The image of the toes touching shown in this video are our actual toes as we sat together happily at the beach this year.

And now I offer the message I placed on this video creation:

This is an intimate remembrance and a timeless, soulful invitation to sacred union. It is a call to bring honoring, mutual respect and harmonious balance to the feminine and masculine energies within us and throughout our world, one person at a time.

The song “Thousand Years” had a potent, soul resonant feel to me from the very first time I heard it…. I felt it as a beloved timeless love song between souls, an invocation from the divine, a remembrance of the inner and outer balance of the divine feminine and divine masculine and a call from the Sacred to Awaken and embody this inner marriage, this sacred union, and this balance in our world…. It is a multilayered love song across time, both divine and human. It recalls an eternal invitation to enter into this union within ourselves first and foremost and to create that sacred marriage in our intimate relationships beyond our precious selves.

For me, I hear too…. the voices of Jesus and his beloved Mary Magdalene and all the avatar beloveds across time. With these lyrics, I hear them in turn and together speak to our hearts and souls… inviting, encouraging, reminding and loving us as we walk our paths each day and take each breath and each step.

May we recognize that we are the ones we have waited for….and embody this Way of Love.

“One Step Closer……”

~ This is an offering of love. May it touch your heart.
Blessings & Profound Love, Always, DeAnne

NOTE: All artistic work (photography, artwork, images and music) shared here in this video retains all ownership and copyright by the originating artists.

Music: “Thousand Years” by Christina Perri

Photography: DeAnne Wolfgram

with select photographs from France by Joss Burnel

Artwork:

* “Waterfall Ascension of Christ & Magdalene” and “Lovers at Dolphin Bay” by Sheranda Ann Kumara

* “Alchemical Wedding Sacred Marriage” by Psychedelic Goddess Art

including other images by various artists who have and retain sole ownership of their work and all copyrights

 

SACRED UNION ~ Uniting & Balancing the Divine Feminine & Divine Masculine

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On the evening of April 30th and into the early hour of May 1st 2016, a lovely group of people gathered in my home on what is the holy day of Beltane in the Celtic tradition. The timing felt significant.  The intention was to invite in the energy and awareness of the sacred union ~ the harmonious balance and union of feminine and masculine energies ~ within ourselves, in relationship and in our world.

It was an unforgettable evening of story weaving, guided meditation and simple ceremony, to invoke and honor the sacred union within ourselves and upon the planet.

This was the first collaborative event for Zen Rose Garden partners and beloveds Heather Rodriguez and David Caren and Conscious Connections NOW founder DeAnne Wolfgram. It was a significant experience for us all and for those sharing in the gathering. Personal healing shifts and notable life experiences occurred both before, during and after the gathering that were incredibly validating. The communion, vulnerable personal sharing, authenticity, heart intimacy, mutual witnessing, genuine awarenesses and ceremony shared in that small group that evening were life affirming. The ease, acceptance and presence were palpable. We undoubtedly invited the sacred union and this harmonious balance into our lives. We also invoked this on behalf of our world.

Here is the blended description of the evening’s focus co-written by Heather, David and DeAnne.

Now we know…. We are the ones that we once waited for….

Within our hearts and beneath the stars, we are invoking the Sacred Union of the Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine in a beautiful balanced harmony…

For eons, the two have been out of sync in our world, from once dominant ancient goddess cultures through centuries of masculine driven religion and patriarchy, Now we arrive in our current Awakening Era where the Divine Feminine and the Divine Masculine are finding The Way to each other ~ creating a more powerful connection than anything we have yet experienced.

Our evening together acknowledges and ignites this catalyzing harmonizing synergy, individually and collectively. Come join us for this Sacred Union, energizing it within your life and throughout our world.

David and Heather will explore our shared collective reunion journey while offering personal stories of their own path to finding this balance within themselves, creating it with each other and bringing that vision to others.




These beloved partners of Zen Rose Garden will be sharing a beautiful love story of reuniting and reigniting this sacred union after so many years of sorrow, fear, and lost love. Sprinkled within their own story is a joyous tale of lost lovers reuniting after eons of travels to the furthest depths of the darkest times on a quest that finally emerges into the flames of passion and truth. The yearning of True Love sated and harmony restored. A special experiential passage will be offered to all present.

The evening promises a journey into BELOVEDNESS…..BEING part of this ancient and present day Alchemy.

May we each help anchor this balance in our world.  Blessings….

DeAnne will offer her own potent personal story as a messenger of the Sacred Union, walking in the footsteps of ancient love and awakening to the Beloved within herself and her longtime marriage. For the first time in a communion with others, she will offer both shared sacred union ceremony and energetic activation of the Beloved within.

The significance of this gathering within the energies of Beltane cannot be understated. We are recalibrating ourselves individually and invoking this much needed Union both personally and collectively. The evening will bring nourishment for ourselves and for our world. Thank you for BEING part of this ancient and present day Alchemy.

May we each help anchor this balance in our world. Blessings…..

When doves cry….

Chills and tears……..

For whatever reason, the death of Prince has broken my heart open wider this morning than at any time since learning of his sudden passing…

I had watched the sheriff’s news announcement from yesterday.  I was in the midst of reading an article that spoke of fans finding seemingly prophetic references to his April death in some of his song lyrics… My heart was heavy… The tears arrived like no time since his sudden passing.

The tears came in earnest….

and then…. 

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at that exact moment…..

a dove struck the window of my home right in front of me and flew off……..

Yes, I’m still right here….
filled with an other-worldly sense of awe.

“This IS what it sounds like when doves cry……..”

and then THEY FLY.

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Seeing With New Eyes

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Fascinating personal phenomenon….
 
My distance eye sight has been significantly improving with each optometrist visit over the past few years, after thirty years of being near sighted!  Today I learned that it’s 50 points better in each eye. That is substantial. Wow!!
 
My doctor said (with a smirk) that, in one respect, my eyes are returning to their baby vision. I remarked, “Hey, I’ve got Merlin eyes. They’re youthening!!” He smiled at that (and then we proceeded on with our philosophical, political and educational discussions…)

As I contemplate this morning’s experience, I see a variation on a recent theme.

SEEING WITH NEW EYES…. It’s come forward often and in a variety of ways, through various people…

My doctor and I got talking today on topics that dealt with many aspects of life that we each find discouraging, unsettling and even disturbing about our country and the times we are living in now… Hmmm… I SEE that it’s time to look upon all this with clearer vision and fresh eyes…

We can utilize our REAL-Eyes and REALIZE…how we each can play our role in creating the VISION of the world that we wish to see… FOCUSing on the new that we want to create and following through with actions that support that VISION.

 
Since the theme of SEEING WITH NEW EYES..has come up again and again, via posts, messages and ‘signs’ shared among my friends and family, I believe this is all quite spot on….
 
YES…. LET’S SEE WITH NEW EYES and CREATE OUR VISION IN THE WORLD!!

Soulful Scatological Awareness

My modus operandi in life is to continually focus my lens (be it camera or personal perspective) toward what can be appreciated.IMG_8951

Today, I am going to appreciate that I’ve managed to deal with a lot of shit. AND, when I say shit, I mean it literally….
(as well as emotionally, physically, mentally, empathically, psychically, soulfully etc.)   We ALL have. The shit’s getting real! And…’the shit’ is about BEING REAL.

There’s a lot of soul awareness happening in this scatological humouring of life here.

Honestly, it’s been a crappy few weeks in several ways.
We’ve all been feeling that, both personally and globally. We are all dealing with our personal and collective shit…. Some of it is even spewing close to home in various ways.

Here at my home, I really have honestly been dealing with actual “shit.” The parallels just now began to make me laugh with awareness. I’ve been cleaning up seemingly endless, and continual, dog poop for twelve plus days now. I can actually begin to laugh at life’s stinky straightforward ‘in your face’ message.

I get it. It’s time to deal with our shit!!!

For this woman born in the Chinese Year of the Dog, I’m feeling like my own two dogs are giving me that message loud, clear and full-on smelly messy. On 11/11, my daschund/chihuahua mix, my soul pup Kizmet, had just been pronounced fully healthy and healed from her frightening ordeal after inadvertently ingesting rat poison weeks earlier. Then the day after being given this clean bill of health, my inquisitive dog’s phenomenal olfactory acuity led her to another ‘not so great’ tasty treat. I kid you not, the morning immediately after being cleared of that month-long un-fun scary adventure, she got into my husband’s partially zipped canvas work bag to feast on an entire quart-size Ziploc bag of freshly made elk meat jerky. My hubby let me know about it and warned me to keep an eye on her. I thought she’d processed it swiftly with the one enormous blowout she had later that evening. I was wrong. After a week of constant diarrhea, Kizzie was finally clear of her anal adventures. I breathed a sigh of relief….literally. That relief lasted just one day. THEN….our other tinier dog began her own version of those same rear-end adventures. I’m guessing she ate a few pyracantha berries off a bush in the backyard (even while being closely monitored by we humans.) Ugh… I’m at a loss to know what’s up. I just know that my sweet Yorkie, Misty, woke me in bed five days ago by messing everywhere – in the bed with me. Yeah…. YUCK! Disgusting pretty much describes it. And now, I’ve been washing sheets, pillows, towels, cloths, floors, rugs and doggie beds for days straight. Today, I’ll take this one into the veterinarian to get checked out. Hopefully, she is nearing the end of her own genuine “shit” storm.

PHEW!

And…while all this “shit” has been pervading our home, I’ve been moving through clearing more old ‘shit’ from my psyche. I’ve been bravely and clearly witnessing old emotional patterns and dynamics coming up within myself and with many people in my family and circles of friendship. Compassion reigns but there’s still shit to deal with…

Yeah… seriously, I am claiming success in dealing with shit right now. Giving myself a genuine inner Amen To THAT!!

Offering the same full-fledged HiGH Five to each and everyONE of you that are courageously owning who you truly are and dealing with the sometimes stinky ‘shit storms’ that ensue when you do. Believe me, it might feel and smell bad for a time and yet ‘in the end’ it feels SO incredibly clean and clear to be real, healthy and genuinely authentically ourselves. I feel the next level of that coming ON full throttle for me now. Inner ‘Thumbs up’ for myself there!

By the way, those of us who are dedicated to being aware, conscious and ‘beautifully messily’ divinely human all know that we’ve got to take full responsibility for our lives. That means recognizing and processing our own shit while being compassionate with ourselves (and others) and simultaneously loving ourselves into our unique humble magnificence. Sometimes, amidst all that, our best teachers and healers are our loving animal companions.

An energy healer mentor once shared with me that animals are such profound, compassionate beings and healers that they will “take on” the excess energies of humans in order to balance any extremes of energy around them. It is a natural role for them, one of protection, healing, love and balancing. It was an epiphany for me at the time.

That awareness just came to me again today…. Hopefully, if my two sweet soul pups did take on some of my emotional clearing energy the past two weeks, then they have cleared it through their own systems now. Let’s hope that “shit” is done.

And now… after enough years of diving deep to clear my own emotional shit and doing my own inner work, I know that the filthy stuff, be it dog poop or inner crap, truly will not last forever…..

It feels good to remember that. “This too shall pass….” (and sometimes it does have to go through the intestines to do so. LOL!)

There Are Lives That Only You Can Touch

“Because your existence in time and space is unique, there are lives that only you can touch.”

WOWZA!!!! That message really hit home, soul deep, for me… I felt the resonance of it when I first read it and recognized how very true it is.  We are each created with purpose and unique potential. This message and image conveyed it for me in a powerful way unlike few other posts or pieces I’ve encountered.  It struck home on a very energetic, pure inner level for me ~  bypassing ego or anything else that might have wanted to question my significance.

This message and image originally came to my attention when Marilyn Hager’s Facebook post was shared by my dear friend Audrey. I then humbly borrowed the image and offered it on our Conscious Connections NOW community page. It was heartfully received by many, and it prompted a dialogue this morning that felt very important to share. I asked my friend LeeAnne if I might quote her so that I could offer this conversation here. She kindly and immediately said, “Of course.”

I am so deeply thankful for conscious aware connections with people and the way we are each supporting one another in awakening to our truth, meaning, contributions and potential in life. I believe our conversation will ‘hit home in you. This is something we all feel at times and sometimes too often… Here is this morning’s conversation:

LeeAnne Fontana Montes  ~  Often times, I think people wonder if they really make a difference in the world. When you bring it down to such a personal level, it really changes how you answer that.
I’m never going to be Mother Teresa, but any time I make someone smile, or do a kindness, I touch the life of someone who might not have had that moment if I hadn’t been there.
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LeeAnne’s open self-aware message brought forth  my own soulful reply.

  DeAnne Wolfgram ~~ So often people discount their own contributions believing them to be insignificant or at least not substantially important… THIS really struck me when I read it realizing that we may never know our impact on the world at large through the people we touch, but our seemingly small contributions are really and truly THE BIG stuff of Life. We are doing The Great Work in the purest of personal ways. IMAGINE a world where everyone was this aware of their PRESENCE and brought this level of BEINGness to living every day. That’s the world we are creating.


  • I agree. I’ll never be Mother Teresa. Her soul signature isn’t mine, but The Way she went about her work in the world IS the model for us all. She focused on one person at a time, the one right there with her – the one whose heart called to hers. That IS what the masters each demonstrated.

    I witness your mastery honey. The world needs you the way you are. The world needs us all and what we uniquely bring.  Love

    So Much Love