Remembering Infinity

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Remembering Infinity: Co-creating Our Future

Do we really create our own future and change our world by changing our own “energy” and thoughts?  Why yes, we do!

Do we really co-create our own future and change our world by changing our own “energy” and thoughts? Why yes, we do!

Over the past few years, one of the things that has fascinated me is the concept that we create (and collectively co-create) our own future through a process that some call the “Law of Attraction”. This simply means that we attract future situations and conditions to us through our thoughts, intentions, and actions. Hmmmm. I know. Some of you may think that sounds an awful lot like New Age “mumbo-jumbo”—and I can certainly understand why you may not be entirely convinced.

But let’s look at it this way. Every day when you get up, you think about what you need to do. There are personal needs, then work, school, and chores—or perhaps you’re on vacation and decide to relax and see some of the sights.  Once you’ve thought about these things and made plans, don’t you just do them?  Don’t the things you do and the decisions you make have a direct impact on what “happens” to you during your day?  You may certainly correct me if I’m wrong, but by thinking about and then acting upon your intentions, you create a significant part of your own future experience!   I know we don’t tend to think much about it, but we create our future, just like that—every day of the week.

This aspect of creation is generally accepted by most people of course but, believe it or not, it’s also a very limited way of thinking.  Most people wouldn’t argue the fact that we can create some aspects of our future through our Free Will choices and actions, but that’s exactly where their vision ends.

The more I study and learn about metaphysics, the more I find that we affect our world and our environment in very subtle ways—ways many of us can’t even begin to imagine or understand. In a previous post, “On Beads and Timelines”, I wrote about how we subtly shift ourselves through a variety of different timelines, thereby creating countless future possibilities through the personal choices we make. We also attract to us, on a quantum (sub-atomic) level, those very conditions we need to progress and grow spiritually—and I’m pleased to suggest that this may just be the beginning!

What I’ve been observing lately is that, as my attitude and personal energy changes in either a “positive” or “negative” way, this somehow affects the world around me in a similar manner. As I change myself from within, I eventually see these changes reflected externally—and these changes seem to be occurring more and more quickly as I gain confidence in the process. When I choose to be more calm and happy, for example, I notice those around me seem to be much more calm and happy. When I’m in such a state of mind, I experience much less drama, discord, and outright conflict. I also know that things are much more apt to go smoothly and well. Drawing from several years of similar experiences and observations, I’m certain that we not only affect one another energetically, we also change our immediate surroundings—and, in a cumulative and collective way, our entire world.

So as we begin this bright, shining New Year, I’ve already set my intentions to work with others and experience a world that is filled with Gratitude, Peace, and Love. Why not think about and begin consciously co-creating the future you wish to see in 2015—and beyond? All you have to do is begin with yourself. Like ripples on a pond, your energy will project outward—blending with the energy of others to create the change you would like to see.

There’s no better time to start than right now. There’s a fresh New Year at hand and the sky’s the limit! Wait…let me rephrase that. There’s a fresh New Year at hand and there are no limits!

May you and your loved ones enjoy countless blessings not just today and throughout the New Year, but always!



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Remembering Infinity: Well Wishes and “Divine Fairy Dust”

I think it’s rather fun to picture well wishes as “Divine Fairy Dust”.

It’s rather fun to picture well wishes as “Divine Fairy Dust”.

Over the last few years of my spiritual journey, I’ve become increasingly aware of my old ways of thinking and past “mental programming”—and I’m almost ashamed to admit all the unwanted habits I’ve developed over the last fifty-odd years. I say “almost”, because I now understand that I’m a human being and human beings are “Perfectly Imperfect”.

I also understand that, to truly fix an unwanted habit, one must first admit that they have one. How do I know I have such a habit? I know because I often catch myself thinking negative, limiting, and judgmental thoughts. But now when I notice that I’m having these thoughts, I see them as opportunities for constructive change—and I work hard to transform them into something that is instead positive, empowering, or constructive.

Now, each time I catch myself forming an unwanted thought or judging someone else for their outward appearance, behavior, or even their perceived lack of consciousness, I remind myself that they are on their own journey of self-discovery, just as I AM. I remind myself that they are a Divine Aspect of All That Is, just as I AM. And finally, I remind myself that they are as deserving of compassion, forgiveness, and acceptance as I AM—just the way they are.

Once I’ve had an opportunity to see them in this new light, I offer them a silent blessing of Unconditional Love and wish them well. In fact, I often imagine them as being on the business end of a magic wand, getting heavily showered with what I like to think of as “Divine Fairy Dust”. I know it sounds rather ridiculous, but the visualization always makes me smile—and it makes it much easier to forgive myself for thinking poorly about or judging another self.

So as you read this, I hope you don’t mind being doused with a rather liberal supply of that “Divine Fairy Dust” too. After all, I wish each of you all the very best—of everything!



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Remembering Infinity: Going Up!

Wishing you the most brilliant and wonderful Holiday Season and New Year…ever!

Warmest intentions for the most brilliant and wonderful Holiday Season and New Year…ever!

Remember that feeling of excitement and exhilaration when you took some of your first elevator rides? Perhaps it was a little scary—or maybe it was more fun than frightening. Either way, I’m pretty sure your stomach flip-flopped and you felt a bit dizzy with the sudden lurching and swift movement. I know I always did!

When I was about five or six years old, I remember the anticipation of climbing aboard the elevator at one of the larger metropolitan department stores. It was Christmastime and we were headed for the top floor, where the toy department and the Winter Carnival awaited. Complete with its rides, decorations, and fake snow—it was also the temporary home of a child’s best friend at Christmas, Santa Claus!

It was chilly outside and we were bundled against the elements in woolen stocking caps, scarves, mittens, and heavy coats. To this day, I still remember my apprehension at getting on the elevator. Holding my parents’ and cousins’ hands so I wouldn’t get lost among the cheerful mobs of Holiday shoppers, we stepped over the threshold and into the crowded car. It felt cramped, close, and much too warm.

As the elevator doors clanked firmly shut behind us, I felt completely wedged in among the much taller adults, ladies’ purses, and paper shopping bags, bulging with their brightly wrapped gifts. I glanced up at my parents for reassurance and, when they looked down with a grin, I knew everything would be alright. I don’t know if they sensed my nervousness or not, but they asked me what gifts I’d ask Santa to bring—just so I wouldn’t forget when the time came to ask him (or so they said at the time). That helped me take my mind off the swaying and rattling we experienced on the way up and, as I realized many years later, it also gave them an idea of what to purchase for my gifts that year.  Parents can sure be “sneaky” around the Holidays!

After what seemed to be a small eternity, we arrived at rooftop level. There was one last woozy, slightly weightless feeling as the elevator slowed and lurched to a stop. I waited impatiently for the doors to open, feeling somewhat like an Olympic runner at the starting blocks. Finally the doors rattled open to a brilliant world of colored lights, cheerful Holiday tunes, and the aromas of buttered popcorn, cinnamon, and hot chocolate. Cool, crisp air rushed in to replace the stale, dankness and we all surged forward, spilling out into the glitzy, sparkling, and fabulously artificial Winter Wonderland.

My cousins and I, suddenly set free, raced toward the carnival, screaming with joy—for there were real ponies, as well as whirling carousel animals, motorcycles, and even fire trucks to ride! There were games to play, prizes to win, and candy canes galore. Then there were the endless shelves full of toys—with big, shiny metal Tonka trucks, slot cars, model airplanes, G.I. Joes, Matchbox cars, and colorfully illustrated books of all kinds. Not only that, Santa Claus and his elves were there somewhere—and we had to find them. “Last one there’s a rotten egg!” My cousins and I shouted in unison as we blissfully scattered like snowflakes in the wind.

As I fondly recall that and similar Christmas adventures from long past, I can’t help but feel that we’re all experiencing something similar now—spiritually speaking, that is. Our world is changing and we’ve all stepped into a crowded elevator. Some are still distracted by their lists and shopping, not realizing the importance of this time or caring a whit which direction we go. Others, as little children, are awakened to the moment—bright-eyed, joyful, and filled with eager anticipation.

Which way will the elevator move? Will it be going up—to a new world of joyful excitement? Or will it be plunging back down—to the dark, enclosed basement garage where scary things lurk among the many shadows? We all have the choice, you know, and the way you live will determine your destination.

Me? I’ve already pushed the button for my ride. There may still be a stop or two along the way as more people join us, but this is a definitely a one-way trip—and I can’t wait ‘til we get there! So in the meantime, no matter what your own customs or traditions may be, please accept my warmest intentions for the most brilliant and wonderful Holiday Season and New Year…ever!

Going up!


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Remembering Infinity: The Best Gift of All

When we give ourselves, we give others the very best gift of all!

When we give ourselves, we give others the very best gift of all!

A very nice young man I know recently stopped in passing to wish me and my family a wonderful Holiday Season. During our brief but uplifting moments together, we talked about our plans for the Holidays ahead. He confided that his family isn’t especially close and, although they aren’t well off (he actually used the word “poor” to describe their financial situation), he appreciated having the opportunity to get together with them and enjoy their company a few times each year.

It suddenly struck me how sad it is that so many people consider the Holidays as a time to give and receive expensive, material gifts. I realized that my friend had just given me the most perfect and lasting gift anyone could have. In his stopping to share in a few minutes of pleasant, heartfelt conversation, he gave me his friendship. His was a gift that couldn’t be bought, wrapped, or tied with a bow, yet it meant so much more than a mug, a box of candy, or any other material thing could have—and it didn’t cost him a dime!

I thought about the many other gifts we might give others, no matter how empty our checking accounts or wallets may be. These could be as simple as:

A kind smile,

A generous gift of our time,

A friendly wink,

A big hug,

Our caring attention,

A joyful laugh,

A simple meal,

Our understanding,

A gentle touch,

Our forgiveness,

An encouraging word; and,

Our love, just to name a few.

As this young man and I offered each other best wishes over a warm handshake and a friendly parting wave, I was deeply grateful for his gift. He reminded me that the greatest gift of all—and the one that anyone can afford to give, is the gift of ourselves. It’s a gift we can give, and give, and give, and give—over and over again, every day of the year!

I suppose it’s a good thing all those free, but wonderfully meaningful things can’t be left under the Christmas Tree. I wouldn’t have a clue as to how to wrap them!



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Remembering Infinity: Oak Island Treasure

What is the treasure that was so well-hidden and protected on Oak Island?

What is the treasure that was so well-hidden and protected on Oak Island?

When I was a young boy, I remember curling up cozily on a spare bed in an upstairs storage area at my grandmother’s house.  I spent many a dreary, foggy afternoon there, reading.  To me, it actually seemed more a library than a storage area—for it had shelves and bookcases filled with books of all kinds and a large wooden drafting desk in the middle of the room.  There were stacks of dusty old magazines, several kinds of encyclopedia sets, and a large collection of Reader’s Digest magazines.

I recall reading an article in one of the digests about one of the longest treasure hunts in history.  It was focused upon the small, wooded Oak Island off the coast of Nova Scotia in Canada.  The search for treasure there has reportedly been going on for more than 200 years—and it still continues today.  The article told of what was, to some, a lifetime effort to recover what is thought to be a treasure of enormous wealth.  Indications are that a concrete-protected vault exists, buried more than 150 feet in what is now known as the “Money Pit”.  The vault is rumored to contain not just material treasures such as ancient coins, gold artifacts, and precious stones, but perhaps even articles of profound religious and spiritual significance.

Unfortunately for searchers, an ingenious and complex system of obstructions and traps awaited them. During their determined efforts to solve the island’s mystery and recover the treasure, excavated tunnels collapsed or filled with seawater—and six men have thus far lost their lives.

When I first read the article, I was intrigued by the possibilities.  What could have been of such value that it was buried so carefully?  Who could have had the knowledge to develop such an elaborate system of traps and obstacles so far in the past?  Was it pirates or wealthy royal exiles, as the article suggested—or something else entirely? Many nights thereafter, I fell asleep pondering the riddle.  What are the deep, dark secrets that Oak Island has kept concealed for so long and at such a high human cost?

Since then, as do many childhood memories, the mystery of Oak Island simply faded into the shrouded mists of time.  I grew up, made a life for myself, and, rather recently, began refocusing my interest on all things spiritual and metaphysical.  My earnest study led me through a maze of esoteric teachings from a variety of ancient religions, Theosophical philosophies, and the New Age movement.  Throughout my explorations, I’ve found that much of the Gnostic material involves or makes reference to the Rosicrucian Order, Templar Knights, Freemasons, and other “secret” societies.  What I find quite compelling too, are the connections between these organizations and the Founding Fathers of our country, the United States of America.  I don’t think it’s a coincidence that their inspired experiment in Liberty began at approximately the same time as the Oak Island mystery.

Be that as it may, one can scarcely imagine my surprise when, some four decades later, I stumbled across a television show on the History Channel called “The Curse of Oak Island”.  The show follows the modern-day efforts of two brothers, Rick and Marty Lagina, as they take over the search for Oak Island treasure.  As it turns out, they too discovered the mystery in the Reader’s Digest article when they were boys—just as I had.  Their story, now playing out for the whole world to see, quickly brought back all the intrigue I once felt as I pored through that little magazine so many years ago.

The part of this story that amazes me most is the synchronicity of it all—not just the search or treasure itself, but the possible connections it may have with hidden spiritual knowledge and its timing in relation to my own search for the same.  As I once asked myself, I must now ask the same question.  Is this simply a case of hidden pirate treasure, or is it really something of far greater value?  Some say that there are many repositories of ancient, spiritual knowledge that have been hidden away—purposely left behind so that one day someone might find them and utilize them for the benefit of all Mankind.  I think, perhaps, that Oak Island is one of these.

All I know is that I’m on the edge of my seat—hoping to finally learn the Truth of this centuries-old mystery.  I’d like to applaud the dedication of the Lagina brothers, Dan Blankenship, and the many others who have given so much to the search for what has been hidden for so long beneath Oak Island’s soil.  I can’t help but feel that it may play out to be far more incredible story than anyone could possibly imagine. There’s only one thing that’s certain—only time will tell!



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Remembering Infinity: If You Don’t Mind…

Age (and every other limitation you can think of) is a case of mind over matter.  If you don’t mind, it just doesn’t matter!

Age (and every other limitation you can think of) is a case of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it just doesn’t matter!

There’s a familiar philosophical saying that states, “Where attention goes, energy flows”. A similar quote by noted psychiatrist and psychotherapist Carl Jung states, “What you resist, persists.” To me, these perceptive sayings are two similar ways of saying the same thing—they simply mean that the more we focus on something, the stronger it grows and the longer it will remain in our consciousness. Whether they’re aches and pains, negative thoughts, or allergies and illness, the more thought and attention we give them, the greater will be their affect upon us.

I’m sure you’ve all had those days—the ones where you get up in the morning and you just feel “off” somehow? You may have even gone to bed early and slept well, but when it came to getting up you just weren’t feeling the enthusiasm you needed to actually get up and carry on with the day. Sometimes, you might succumb to the feeling, shut off the alarm, call in sick to work, and pull the covers back over your head. Other days you might just shake it off, get up, and get on with it—often finding that your weariness was just a temporary feeling.

So what made the difference between these two reactions to a less-than-stellar start to the day? You did! In the latter reaction, you looked past a limiting, negative feeling and chose to focus on the possibility that you could experience something better instead. By making the conscious choice to get up and embrace the day despite your initial feelings, you set your intent to look past these limitations and experience the day in a new and positive way.

There are lots of other times when this strategy is helpful as well. When things suddenly go wrong during the day, when we feel illness or pain, or when we’re feeling afraid, frustrated, and angry, we’re often tempted to surrender to the influence of these negative “triggers”. At such times it’s important to realize that we do have a choice. We can allow them to overcome us—or not. If we acknowledge them, accept them, appreciate them, and let them go, we may then consciously choose to look past them and focus instead on the things, already inside us, that we would rather acknowledge and bring forward—things like health, strength, calm, and comfort. When we make the right choice, often before we even realize it, the unpleasant thoughts or feelings will have passed and we’ll be right back on track.

I think of this principle often, but I can almost guarantee I’ll be reminded of it every year on my—or someone else’s birthday. Those are the occasions when some have a tendency to bemoan life and complain about getting another year older. Me? Nah. I don’t think so! I choose to embrace the day. I’m grateful to have experienced another 365 days of life on this wonderful earth of ours—and I’m looking forward to experiencing as many more as I possibly can before I move on to the next mysterious adventure that awaits.

As I frequently tell my family and anyone else who will listen, age (and every other limitation you can think of) is just a case of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it just doesn’t matter!



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Remembering Infinity: The Still Before Dawn

Dawn is a magical time of creation—when the day is fresh and new.

Dawn is a magical time of creation—when the day is fresh and new.

There’s just something about each day’s pre-dawn stillness that I love so very much. I don’t know if it’s the cool, crisp air, the pastel shades of pink and blue that suffuse the heavens, or the sleepy feeling of peaceful bliss—as the earth and its many inhabitants stretch and slowly stir themselves awake.

I enjoy the subtle clarity of sounds as they carry through the still air—a dog’s sharp bark, the soft whir of a bird on the wing, or the rustle of leaves stirred by a passing breeze. Perhaps it’s the freshness of the new day, ripe with possibilities and beckoning with all the juicy promise of a sweet, summer peach waiting to be plucked and enjoyed. Or is it because it’s the dawn of new Light—where all that’s old, past, and dark may be accepted, appreciated, and allowed to fade away?

It’s all these things, of course—and so much more. It’s the predawn rise of steam from a lake, the luxurious stretch of a flower reaching out to greet the sun’s first kiss, and the quite sense of release one feels as the light of the last star winks slowly out.

I love the dawn, for it’s a magical time of creation—when everyone and everything may begin anew.



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