The chicken dance

I believe that the way to find happiness, every day, is to be spontaneous. This isn't always easy, but it has something to do with allowing inspired energy to move through you, without resistance. 

I just stumbled across a website called 'Angel wings astrology', while looking for workshop supplies. There was a blog question on there, and it read as follows:

"If meditation is not possible in every days life, is there any other way to be happy?" (this is how it is written)

This is really significant to me, because I'm writing a workshop on the difference between soul-full and worldly happiness, and maintaining it. It's a big subject, and I have much more research to do. However, I'd like to share some of my most recent insights, and a couple of examples with you. 

Last night, we made Cornish hens for the first time, with my 3 and 5 year old boys. We are all quarantined with colds, this weekend. I'm not sure what came over me, but I found Lawrence Welk's chicken dance on U-TUBE, and we did the chicken dance for our kids. (Brian included)

I know, I know, it's official: We are NERDS! That, or REALLY committed parents. Either way,

 it was fun and hilarious.  We all felt a little better. 

I've been pulling the 'spontaneity' angel card over the past 3 days. No matter from what deck, and even digitally. 'There are NO ACCIDENTS'. (I heard that in Kung Fu Panda, and Star Wars, recently).  :- ) 

I know this, but it's nice to hear out loud; even if it's from a movie.

'Spontaneous', according to the 'Angel Card Book, means, "The ability to act appropriately and without hesitation in an unplanned moment. Follow your intuitive promptings and explore the full spectrum of your creativity". People are always talking about 'being in the now'. I find that applying spontaneity brings in God-force energy; which allows you to be completely in the moment. 

About a week ago, I was on the lake fishing, with my nephew. After awhile,  Brian came out to the boat on the jet ski, and offered to take me to shore for a little while.  I have to laugh, because I actually climbed onto the jet ski, from the boat, (with pants on, not a swim suit), which rapidly began to sink, and then the engine sputtered and failed! OH MY GOSH it was thrilling! Of course we were safe, but there was a real fear of getting wet! My pants were soaked past my ankles.  Eventually, Brian got the engine going, and then we sped across the lake, to the cottage. Brian also gave me a ride back out, in which I climbed back into the row boat, from the jet ski.   It was really, really fun, and spontaneous. And oddly, I think it was some of the most fun I had all summer. It's a story to remember, however small. There was a real life thrill within those moments that was both unpredictable and alive. These are the moments that give us insight. These are the moments that make us feel alive. It is very hard to create these moments intentionally. Usually, they come from a feeling of sudden inspiration to act out of character. I followed that instinct in each of my examples. However ridiculous they seemed, and they lead me to genuine happiness.

I am hoping this blog, in particular, motivates some of you to take more risks. I currently have a student who shared that the reason she is taking one of my classes is because she 'Never does anything out side of her comfort box'. 

What if we all stepped outside of our 'normal' once in awhile?

Life might be more fun.

The 'Mohr' coincidence

One of my favorite clients came to see me Friday. She told me a neat story. The last time she'd seen me; 3 weeks ago, she took a new way home, through Elm Grove. She thought to herself, "Hmm. Lisa is looking for an office out here, so I'll look around."  She actually drove down 124Th, and turned around in my new clinic's parking lot! On her way out of 124Th, she saw a mailbox that said 'MOHR' on it. She wondered if they were family of ours, but then headed home. 

Extraordinary. What a couple of amazing coincidences!

This 'MOHR' home, is evidently 2 houses from my new clinic.

More than likely, this is just a directional marker that I'm supposed to be at my new office. Not that I haven't been getting sign after sign, daily. But this one is so obvious, it's like the universe came down and planted a directional arrow on the street for me.  

That, and I drive past 'Hawk's' nursery to turn onto 124th.  Does the world work like this for everyone, and they just miss it? What if it was always this easy and obvious? Maybe it is. 

My first day of work

I love this place. I'm in a cove of warmth and comfort, all day long. I am in the process of buying a new camera, so I'll just have to describe it. The walls are mocha colored, with a chair rail. There are 6 recessed lights, on a dimmer switch, now. (Compliments of Brian) I have wireless Internet, my own bathroom to use, a huge parking lot, and a bunch of really nice therapists surrounding me. Oh, and I get to see my Mom. I love my Mom!

My first client came in and said, "Wow," to the room and clinic.  She layed down and said she suddenly felt like crying. I chuckled and said, 'It's the energy in this place; it's a therapy office.". We both laughed. It's SO safe in here. To further clarify her statement, she loved her massage, and the office. The entire building is such a wonderful surprise, once you're inside. You see, it looks like a brown shoe box on the outside; but the inside looks like a Frank Lloyd Wright design. It's a converted train station, and most of the building has been modernized. It's just great, all over the place. I don't know what else to say. 

Yesterday, I was waiting in the van while we had a repair guy fixing something. I saw a 'Mohrhusan'  van drive buy. I think they also do appliance repair. I got to thinking about when we were looking for our very first home, we drove past the 'Mohrhusan' repair shop. We both thought that an amazing coincidence; it's spelled the same way as our last name. We bought a home a couple blocks away.

Then I got to thinking about my new office, and how I had all of those 'Hawk' pings. Well, I pass 'Hawk's nursery', just before I turn onto my new office's road. Neat. It's like God makes it SO obvious.

I am grateful that I'm here, right now. I'm content.

This morning, I was blow drying my hair, and I suddenly I had this vision of a house we looked at, several months ago. It was huge, and about to go to auction. I think it was worth $700k, and starting bid was $100k. It was a nice, big home, but it needed remodeling in every room, and the basement was moldy from this spring's flooding. I think it went for 300K+, but I'm not sure. I thought of this home yesterday, too. The only reason I'm blogging this, is it was a message from my angels. It came to me without any preceding thoughts. It was just me and the hair dryer, trying to wake up. I was 'blank', when the vision came to me. That definitely means something.

I talked with Brian later on, and he told me he was inspired to look at homes in the Elm Grove area, again, this morning. 

Something is coming, I'm sure. In the mean time, I'm just going to enjoy my new office space. :- )

Holy cow! I just manifest a mahogany desk from a fellow therapist. Yay! It's JUST what I wanted, and it was just sitting, unassembled, in her office. Cool!

What a day!

When I was in first grade, I made the decision that I would NEVER work a 9-5 work day, at a desk. I just knew that I couldn't do it. It would be too suffocating for my free spirit. That's quite a life decision to make at 7 years old. I didn't know what I'd do, but I knew it could never be that.

So when I tell you that I have NEVER known rush hour traffic, (minus the occasional drive to the airport), I mean it. Wow. I give people credit that have to be at work by 8am, every morning. 

What a scary concept; me and the rest of the world driving 70 miles an hour, half awake. It's really scary out there! Good thing Brian was driving.  Hee. Hee.

Ian got to pre-school on time, and Nevin got to his school on time. Job well done..for today.

I was able to adopt out the kitten to a massage client who came to my house this morning. I kept wondering if this all happened for her. My guides told me NOT to reschedule her to my new office, this Friday. So I didn't. And then I got this kitten last night; the night before the busiest day of our lives. (That's what it felt like). It all happened for a reason. And I'd do it again, in a second.

I heard a saying once; 'If you want something done, ask a busy person to do it.'. Isn't that the truth? 

How am I going to get my kids up tomorrow? I have no kitten-in-the-bathroom to bribe them with? Boy, did they get out of their beds quickly when I told them that!

Ian started pre-school today, and he was SO proud when he came home. He kept saying, 'Ian-school, Ian-school'. And then he asked for Nevin. The first thing Nevin did when he got out of school was ask about Ian. Very cute. 

That's all for tonight. Just a quick update on the kitten. I move my stuff into my new office tomorrow.  I need good rest tonight. 

Bed and Breakfast

This afternoon, I had a morbid thought about finding my cat, dead, one day. She's an outdoor cat, but looks about 5 years younger than she is. The vet said so. I love that. Every vet I've ever gone to has preached to me about how I'm hurting my cat, by having it an outdoor cat, and yet Topaz, my Reiki-loving cat, looks and acts so much younger.

There has been a stray cat walking around the neighborhood. I've wanted to go up to it, but whenever I make it outside, it's gone. I saw it today. 

I was downstairs tonight, looking for those little stickies I put on my newsletters to keep them closed. I found myself sifting through some old photos. There was a photo from 8 years ago, of me holding a little kitten we briefly had named Peridot. Topaz (my current cat of 15 years) wouldn't have it, and terrorized it. We ended up having to give it to the humane society. Luckily, it was adopted out.  I was remembering how happy I was, holding and cuddling it in the photo. I came upstairs and there was a knock at the door. It was the neighbor with his live trap. He had caught a kitten. Unbelievable! He has his hands full with a puppy, so we volunteered to take it for the night. Kind of a 'Bed and Breakfast' for the kitten. It's funny how so many little things lead up to tonight. There are more little things, but mostly thoughts, angel cards, and images.  I think I was waiting for this kitten all day!

We decided that we'd bath it, but we didn't have any flea and tick formula that was safe for kittens under 12 weeks. So, I looked on the Internet. I knew I could use essential oils. I just happen to have my entire collection at home right now; being I'm moving to my office on Thursday. We ended up bathing it in Apple Cider Vinegar and puppy shampoo, and then rubbing it down with peppermint, geranium, and lavender essential oils. This kitten smells good enough to eat! 

It's all meant to be. Right now, it's asleep in the bathroom, on top of a little container of drawers on the sink. It's a bold kitten. We think it's a 'she', but we're not sure. We kind of like the name 'Phoenix'. It's unisex, so it will do. I'm hoping someone will want it tomorrow. 

Wow, tomorrow both boys need to be up by 5:45am, and on their way to their first day of school. I'm not exactly sure why spirit has us doing this tonight, but it will all work out. 

I have to laugh at what tomorrow will look like. I just had a talk with Nevin about how we don't touch wild animals.... How am I going to explain this one? And at 6am, when he goes to use the kittens 'Room and board'? 

Good Deeds

Over the past week, Brian and I were part of a few soul-full moments. The first was a response to someone giving her fish tank away, on Craig's list. She had lost her husband the year before, couldn't afford her home, and lost it to a short sale. Very, very sad. Her power was shut off for a week when Brian had arrived. She had no place to go with them. After everything that had happened, it was sweet that she was concerned about saving her fish. Brian drained the tank downstairs, by flashlight, and rescued all of them. All in all, we've lost just one fish, a week later. I think the rest are going to be just fine in their new tanks. (We have 2).  It felt like a good deed. Even if it was a small gesture of kindness, at least this woman got some peace in the midst of all of her life changes. And Brian was part of it. 

The other good deed involved a family that ran out of gas. They were at the gas station, and asked if we could give them a ride back to their truck. We just happened to have a car seat available, and an extra set of headphones. The last few minutes of 'The Cat in the Hat' was playing in the van. Nevin welcomed the little 4 year boy, and even asked him if he was coming over to play at our house. After we dropped them off, the movie ended. Almost on cue. We had just enough room for the parents in our van. It was like it was meant to be; they got a ride into the gas station, and a ride from us to their truck.  It's little, but it was a nice feeling to help a family in need. Especially since we are a family. I could appreciate their crisis and stress. I think every one has ran out of gas at some point in their lives. 

School starts for both my boys on Wednesday, my really good friend, Kate, leaves to move out to Boston at the end of the week,  :- (  ,  and I get the keys for my new office tomorrow.

Big, big changes are under foot. All good things, for great reasons.  But big changes, for sure.