The Owl Magazine | Summer 2018

Summer 2018

Eg y pt ia n Go d s o f Cr ea t i o n An interview with MysteriesExpert Tricia McCannon

It's Only Our Futur e, right?

H EM P The New (Old) Super Food

A U n i v er sal Pat h t o W h o l en ess

WELCOME to a sharing of contemporary ideas, fresh perceptions, art, beauty, and Universal wisdom.

Dear friends, For all of us I Choose More.

More experiences that will allow our souls to grow in love and beauty.

More confidence to shine the Divine Light that is our truth.

More trust to embrace being knowing Spirits in our human bodies.

More resonance for each of us to feel our power as spiritual beings and use our power for the Greatest Good of All. More courage to consciously walk together.

And through more awareness of our thoughts and our deeds to raise the Collective Consciousness of our world.

Yes, I Choose More For All Of Us.

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Pat r icia Caggan ello Editor Patricia is an interfaith interspiritual minister and CEO and Founder of Sacred Stories Media, which includes book publishing, a telesummit, podcasting, The Owl, and an online learning division Sacred U.

Fr an n e Dem et r ician Associate Editor and Creative Coordinator Franne is an interfaith interspiritual minister, spiritual counselor and relationship mentor, holistic health practitioner, teacher, writer, photographer, and artist.

M egan Br ook s Assistant Editor Megan has her degree in Advertising and Public Relations.

She shares her editorial and design skills across many of the Sacred Stories Media platforms.

Come On In & See What 's Inside feat ur es Egypt ian Gods of Cr eat ion | 6 It 's On ly Ou r Fu t u r e, right? | 16 Hem p: Th e New (Old) Su per f ood | 20 Th e 12 St eps: A Pat h t o Wh olen ess | 32

in ever y issue A Sacr ed St or y | 4 Ar m s Ar ou n d You | 24 Wisdom Keeper s | 28 Righ t Act ion In Act ion | 38 Reader s Wr it e Poet r y | 40 An Excer pt f r om Final Redemption | 42 Sacr ed St or ies Of f er in gs | 48

A Sacr ed St or y 2012 was the year that brought with it a whirlwind of change. I became pregnant with a little boy who we were to name Samson and my husband Matthew was delighted and eagerly awaited the arrival of his first child.

During my pregnancy the horses I care for were so reassuring and gentle with me, as if they knew I was a little fragile and tired. I would often just sit with them and drop into deep states of relaxation. One evening as we rested together, I felt a gentle breeze across my face and saw the shadows of the sun dance through the trees. There was a beautiful moment of complete stillness, and it was then I heard an enchanting voice speak, ?He is coming to change lives, he will be born before Christmas day.?

It took some time before I assimilated what I had heard and who had spoken.

As I looked around, the horses were intently looking at me. Who will change lives? I thought. It cannot be my son he isn?t due to be born until May 2013.

In December we received sad news, our child had severe genetic and heart problems. He was born 12/21/12 and his funeral was 1/3/13. Grief swept into my world like a hurricane, taking everything with it. I thought back to the voice and message I had heard and

prayed that I would begin to understand.

One morning as I walked towards the horses, Donner, a stunning bay mare, caught my eye and I came to an abrupt standstill. It was similar to the feeling of being dumbstruck! I could barely move a muscle. I felt a strange energy penetrate my body and I became very aware of my breath and heartbeat. I looked more closely at her and saw myself in the mirror she was projecting.

My heart pulsed as it felt a sudden strong warmth and connection. An overwhelming humbling feeling was infiltrating the whole of my being. I sat in awe and looked around in wonder at this herd of horses.

They knew all that I was feeling and were trying to nurture and protect me. I fell into their open hearts and allowed the pouring of emotions to fall from me. I began to hear and understand the meaning and importance of the suffering I had endured. We were communicating non-verbally, but almost instantaneously I experienced realizations about life. Questions that rose inside of me were answered in a way I still cannot fully articulate. These answers became me and I became them. They were an unbreakable truth that now lived within every cell of who I was. Feeling liberated, blessed, and

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utterly free, I wanted to shout from the rooftops and share what I had found.

Sharing this wonder was not so easy as not everyone was as open to the experience I had. It irritated some and I was ostracized by others. But those who listened, shared and basked in this wondrous gift that was offered to me and they too experienced the love and wisdom from the generosity of these majestic creatures.

Spellbound I began to rise, filled with love and deep compassion for all life.

I learned to love all equally and I realized I must, like the horse, not use shame, guilt, or judgment when examining my emotions or reactions. It was then I removed the bondages of judgment and began to feel freedom.

I continued to watch the herd intently, learning from them how to live simply and honestly. I understood why we humans have lost this natural art of living. It is due to our dependency on the material world and the giving away of our heartfelt, intuitive instinct. It has lost us our life, our freedom, and connection. We feel fear because of this great loss and we become lost!

Upon regaining my life, I realized this boy had begun to change lives. The message I had heard in 2012 was in fact the beginning of a multidimensional experience that I was about to encounter. This little boy had stopped me in my tracks, led me back to myself, and made me look and learn to see. I found out who I was and what life was really about. My stage was now set ready to share with the world the knowledge and understanding which is steeped within the animal kingdom.

Once again, I heard the enchanting voice, ?The book is ready?. Oh no, I thought! But upon starting to write, the horses beautifully articulated in a way I could not, the journey we experienced.

Together we paint our story of love, connection, and expansion within a multidimensional experience.

Intertwined in this mix was my beautiful, gentle fourteen year old daughter Emma; although she was unaware of my experience, mysteriously, as I began to write she started painting the illustrations which were used for the book. We were all connected in this unspoken language.

Life now is a little different for Matthew and me. We have opened ?The Haven,?a place of sustainable and natural living for domestic horses and small animals. It is their place of peace, sanctuary, and safety. They in turn offer healing and wisdom to those who seek them out.

My love and gratitude to all these animals is wholehearted, true, and everlasting.

Helen Brennand is an author and equine professional based in England. Helen shares her experiences with her beloved horses who nurtured her through a period of immense sorrow culminating in a beautiful and unexpected spiritual awakening in her book Belief available Here.

EGYPTIA N Go d s O F CREA TIO N Many have long been fascinated with the Mysteries of the ancient civilization of Egypt. In this special interview, Mysteries Expert Tricia McCannon speaks with us on the cosmology of the gods and goddesses aligned with the archetype of creation, a topic not normally explored.

Pat r icia Caggan ello: Who do you think were the most important gods and goddesses of Egypt and what did they represent?

Tr icia M cCan n on : As you know there are a lot of them. But the ones that were perhaps the most powerful are the ones I'd like to focus on.

The god Ra was a sun god and he symbolically represented the energy of the sun which is 97 to 99 percent of the

mass in our solar system. The sun is also the energy of enlightenment; the enlightenment of divine consciousness, and the benevolence of that life-giving energy.

Ra was perhaps the most powerful god in all of Egypt and his worship went on for thousands of years because everybody understood that without the power of the sun, there would be no life at all on this planet.

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Although Ra was honored throughout all of Egypt, his main sanctuary was in the city of Heliopolis. That's the Greek name for a city and a spiritual temple that in the Bible, we know of as the City of On. If you remember in the Old Testament, there's a story about how Joseph, the Hebrew patriarch from Joseph of the Coat of Many Colors marries the daughter of the high priest of the Temple of On. PC: Who was the god known as Amun?

TM : In the Middle Kingdom of Egypt, the worship of Ra became merged with the worship of Amun. Amun meant the hidden god, similar to the idea of the Holy Spirit or the invisible Divine One. So Amun Ra would be the hidden God beyond form and then the visible God expressed in the light of the sun. The worship of Amun and Ra became combined and then that god was known as Amun Ra, the head of the pantheon of the nine gods honored in Heliopolis. Those nine gods were called the Ennead.

The Ennead represented the stages of creation from the time when there was the formless moving into the expression of the light. Today we call this the Big Bang theory. Then what came after the Big Bang which were the energies of moisture or water, and then air. So from the explosion of the fire of the Big Bang, the fire, the wind, the water, and eventually came the earth. So the principles of the nine gods that made up the panel of the Ennead in Heliopolis were really archetypal ideas for the many stages of creation.

Ultimately, the Ennead evolved into the expression of a manifested human man or god-like man and god-like woman. That concept would have been expressed in the couple of Isis and Osiris who gave birth to a child of light and truth and illumination. That child would have been Horus, the savior god of ancient Egypt.

With the expression of Isis, Osiris, and Horus the Egyptian cosmology moved from the archetypal realm of the stages

of creation into a human form. These human archetypes then took on an anthropomorphic and a zoomorphic form, appearing as both humans and humans with animal heads. In Egypt everyone understood they were not worshipping animals, but they were worshipping archetypal symbols of creational principles.

PC: Who is the god Atum?

TM : Atum is a term used to represent the intelligence of God or God itself.

Atum or Tum was thought of as the first primordial drop in the Cosmic Waters that began the cycle of creation. And as we all know when you release a drop of water into a still pond, it creates circular

ripples going out and this is of course what we see. We see solar systems formed in concentric circles. We see galaxies formed in concentric circles, and emanating from the center with these huge spiral arms.

This is quite astonishing that the Egyptians understood the sacred geometry of creation. Even atoms, we believe, have a nucleus, a center with a proton and a neutron and then the orbital ring of the electron. So how did these ancient people manage to figure out what the underlying template for creation looks like without telescopes or microscopes? That's a very genuine question, and perhaps the answer is

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that not only did they have very profound mystics and sages, but they were able to go into meditative spaces and perceive visions of these things.

In truth, these sages may have had the information passed on to them from tall, long-lived advanced extraterrestrial beings who came down to this planet. These beings did have telescopes and microscopes and were advanced in their study of the sciences and the structure and unfolding processes of the universe. And that's what I think happened. I think that Egypt was the inheritor and the repository of an enormous amount of ancient knowledge that rivaled a lot of

the information that we have today with the Hubble telescope.

When we look at the civilization of Egypt, it is very clear that they had knowledge of advanced mathematics, geometry, architecture, metallurgy, stone masonry, road building, literature, language, art, music, and an understanding of the vibrational sacred geometric and mathematical template that the entire universe is built upon, from the macrocosm to the microcosm.

And this tells us that this was an inherited knowledge. Now some might say that the information came from Atlantis and certainly, I'm sure that there were survivors from Atlantis that

did bring important information to Egypt. But I think this knowledge originally came from the gods and goddesses who perhaps also oversaw Atlantis, as well some of the other ancient civilizations.

PC: How has the civilization of ancient Egypt informed our modern day beliefs?

TM : One of the interesting things about Egypt is they understood and honored the idea of the Trinity long before Christianity did. They were very aware of the importance of the balance between the masculine and the feminine to create something new in partnership.

They had this trinitarian aspect in all of their major temples. For example, in Heliopolis, the major Trinity was Osiris, Isis, and Horus or the Divine Father energy, the Divine Mother energy and the Divine Son or Child energy. Most people don't realize that the Holy Ghost or the Holy Spirit is supposed to be feminine, so it will be the Shekinah or the breath of God or the Divine Feminine principle. But somehow in our patriarchal theology that we've inherited over the last 2,000 years, we've forgotten that very important piece of balance that the Egyptians knew so well.

PC: How did the Trinity relate to the major spiritual centers in Egypt?

TM : The three major centers were Memphis, the secular capital, Thebes or

Luxor in southern Egypt, and then of course Heliopolis, the earliest and probably most profound center in all of Egypt. Each of the major centers had a Trinity. In addition to the Trinity of the Divine Father, Mother, and Child energy, Heliopolis was an astronomical center that in its heyday had 13,000 priests and priestesses.

In Thebes the Trinity was dedicated to the concept of eternal time, mortal time, and that which is beyond time.

The Trinity of Memphis was dedicated to the principle of fire: the fire of enlightenment and building a civilization as the Divine Father energy; the energy of fire as a healer and protector that was the Divine Feminine energy expressed in the goddess Sekhmet; and finally the idea of the fire of knowledge transmitted to humanity.

This last aspect focused on what humans are capable of if they reach their Divine potential. This principle was expressed in the scribe, architect, and mathematician known as Imhotep.

Each one of these Trinities are about creation: the birth of civilization in Memphis, the birth of time in Thebes, and the birth of humankind in Heliopolis.

PC: In Th e M yst er ies of An cien t Egypt course you created for Sacred U there is an entire module on the gods and goddesses of Ancient Egypt. Can you share some of your favorite gods and goddesses with us?

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TM : Yes, one of my favorites is Anubis.

Most of us know him as the god with a dog head. Some say a jackal but it's not a jackal. The scientists have figured out it was a basenji dog, and they are very faithful dogs that were found in that part of the world. Anubis was the god that met the soul when a person died and Anubis accompanied the soul through the long journey into the Halls of Amenti. This was the antechamber before you go into heaven. Anubis was there along with Horus and Thoth to

help weigh the heart of the deceased against the feather of Ma'at, the goddess of cosmic truth. If your heart was as light as a feather, you could go on into heaven because it was clear that you lived a life with love and forgiveness. But if you had a hard heart or unforgiving heart or a heavy heart then you had not learned your lessons and you had to go back and repeat your lessons on earth. Anubis has always been my favorite because he's kind, very supportive, and in some ways he's

underrated because Anubis doesn't get much of a big position in the mortal world, but he certainly gets an important position of service in the spiritual worlds.

There are also the two cat-headed goddesses I find to be very interesting, Sekhmet and Bast. Sekhmet was a very fierce goddess, a galactic goddess, and was a strong protector of Egypt. She was also was a protector of women and children. There were dream temples to Sekhmet in Thebes and Luxor and even today, there is a beautiful small healing temple to Sekhmet behind the larger temple of Karnak in the city of Thebes.

And then there was Bast who is more like a maiden. She's a goddess of love and joy and dance and art and poetry

and music, but she's also the goddess of beer and marijuana. The second largest festival in all of Egypt happened once a year dedicated to Bast where 70,000 people came down the Nile in barges and partied. This would have been their Mardi Gras where the Egyptians celebrated for an entire week, and then they all went back to work.

Bast was very popular because she represented joy and love and fun and play.

Hathor is the goddess of healing. Her temples were in Denderah and they were sound healing temples where the priestesses studied psychology and worked with transmitting the vibration of color, charging water for the temple, healing people?s wounds

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psychologically and physically, and also studied the cosmos and stars. There is a beautiful dome star clock in the temple of Denderah that you can see even today.

Those are three of my favorite female goddesses aside from of course, the goddess Isis. Her actual Egyptian name was Aset and she also went by the name Iahu, which means high dove. Isis was always associated with the Holy Spirit and the female Christ energy. I teach an entire module on Isis in the M yst er ies of An cien t Egypt course.

I believe Isis' husband Osiris and her son Horus both embodied an aspect of the Divine Christ energy. Osiris was a

great humanitarian who helped to rescue the survivors after the destruction of the Great Flood some 12,000 years ago. He was loved all over the world for his humanitarian generosity and wisdom. After Osiris was murdered by his jealous half-brother Set, his son Horus was raised in secret.

Eventually, Horus grew strong enough to challenge his uncle Set and take Egypt back from the darkness it had been plunged into. Horus returned Egypt to the light. So Isis, Osiris, and Horus were those aspects of courage that fought to return Egypt to a better way of being so that it became the great culture that we know of today.

Tricia McCannon is a mystic and a scholar, and she has done the work for you of compiling years of research of the ancient texts, legends, hermetic symbolism, and her own experiences to decode the real Mysteries of Ancient Egypt.

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"The cr eative is the place wher e no one else has ever been.

You have to leave the city of your comfor t and go into the wilder ness of your intuition.

What you'll discover will be wonder ful.

What you'll discover is your self."

Alan Alda

It?s Only Our Futur e, right?

By Sar yon Michael White

You?ve probably heard of Augmented Reality, and if not, you?re certain to hear more about it very soon. Right now, technology companies are racing to develop ever more advanced headsets that can overlay a digital reality onto our physical environment, and we are being told that the future of human perception will be ever more digitally enhanced.

What we?re not being told by the technology pushers and the mainstream media is that this isn?t the only potential future for humanity.

There is another? more promising? more enlightening future for us all. But we must have the will to break the spell of matter and our fascination with technology to become something more.

Together we are poised to leap beyond the need for electronic forms of information technology by entering a path of conscious evolution that will awaken us as a telepathic community.

Imagine a force of love strengthening in the world that links more and more people into a field of living intelligence that can respond to our inner questions.

By asking the field a question your awareness may become filled with knowledge, insights, and intuitive signals, like packets of light arriving and opening inside your mind to illuminate you. The field is self-organizing. It always knows who has part of the answer to a question and sparks the pathways of connection where our awareness needs to flow.

Participating in this kind of collective evolution is not only thrilling, it is our innate ability. But the Augmented Reality Cultural Revolution that many of us are unconsciously embracing may be heading this very evolutionary potential off at the pass, that is unless we develop a healthy boundary that can protect the emerging new telepathic awareness.

There?s a kind of sacred distance that must be maintained from electronic technology if we are to stay open to the natural awakening that is before us. The internet was always meant to help us become more networked together and aware of each other, in preparation for the stages of awakening that can begin to take us beyond it. We must be careful not to succumb to the influence of propaganda that is becoming ever more forceful and compelling. If we become married to immersive technology before we can become fully married to the awakening consciousness of the Earth, we may become trapped in our

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attachments to 3D reality at a time when we were meant to experience our cosmic birth.

At least, for now, we can still turn off our phones, leave them at home even, and have a technology-free retreat to feel our connection to the natural world again. Right now, we have a choice of which timeline to align with. The concern is that entire generations are now being raised with smartphone dependency and highly addictive electronic forms of entertainment. This means that a whole range of natural abilities and inner senses may go undeveloped and overwritten by behaviors that distract from deeper empathic and telepathic states of connection.

Our society is sorely lacking in education about what we are truly capable of experiencing as energetic

beings. For decades people have been telling us that we are on a pathway toward becoming electronically augmented and that this fusion will unlock the potential of our brains. ?It?s the future,?we are told, but that is not the future I see.

The Augmented Reality timeline is competing with the timeline of the Divine Plan. In the same way that the energy cartels do not want us to know about viable replacements for fossil fuels, the idea that we could evolve natural telepathy is a threat to the order that is seeking to establish itself.

We need to be careful not to become trapped in technological dependencies that weaken us and make us nothing more than the subjects of those who can manipulate us through the technology.

Instead, envision a world where all of our hearts are open empathically and we practice sharing the living resonance of our souls with each other. With fully open chakras, we can energetically taste and feel each other ?s essences through a love vibration with our inner senses, much like the way we smell and appreciate the beauty of flowers.

Such a spiritual world of connection to natural forms of living energy would not want to be distracted by electronics.

The purpose of such a civilization would be to consciously evolve our inner senses through the practice of appreciating the beauty of the natural world while sharing knowledge with each other through the love frequency.

Together, we would seek to constantly empower a collective shift into higher and higher vibrations of light-connected reality.

On such a collective path, electronic technology is merely a stepping-stone that we will one day leave behind. The foundation for such a change is already being laid through a planetary shift in consciousness that is well underway.

We can awaken as explorers of consciousness, become a truly soul-infused world of love and light, and eventually transcend our physicality.

But in order to do so, we must begin to hold a spiritual vision of the future together and not simply allow market forces to dictate to us what that future will be.

Saryon Michael White is an author, visionary, and world traveler. His brand new fiction novel, Roya Sands and the Bridge Between Worlds, explores our growing fascination and dependence on tech and Augmented Reality, and the unknown consequences of our collective actions. Visit royasands.com

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Synopsis: After finding a curious book that speaks of the 21st century in the past tense, an unsuspecting 16-year-old girl from upstate New York receives a mysterious calling.

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struggle for the future. Welcome to Roya?s world.

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Available from Sacred Stories Publishing and booksellers worldwide.

Hemp The New (Old) Super food

By Zev Paiss The hemp plant has been cultivated for more than 12,000 years and while it is starting to be recognized for its abundance of nutritional benefits, there are still some common misconceptions surrounding the use of it as a food or food supplement. It?s time to set the story straight.

Hemp will not get you high.

Hemp contains less than 0.3% THC ? which is the line that marijuana plants cross. In fact, hemp plants and marijuana plants, though they come

from the same species, are cultivated very differently. Hemp plants are grown for their seeds and fiber while marijuana plants are cultivated for their THC content. The seeds of the hemp plant do contain very small amounts of cannabinoids, but it doesn?t influence your conscious state.

The truth is hemp foods are rich in protein and contain all 10 essential amino acids. They also contain omega-3, omega-6, omega-6 (GLA), stearidonic acid (SDA), magnesium, fiber, iron, zinc, and phosphorous.

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In fact, the seeds of the hemp plant are particularly nutritious ? so much so that they are often considered to be a superfood, rich in essential fatty acids, protein, fiber, and other important nutrients.

Hemp seeds are a powerhouse when it comes to protein with at least 20 amino acids, including the nine

essential amino acids (histidine, isoleucine, leucine, lysine, methionine, phenylalanine, threonine, tryptophan and valine). Amino acids are organic compounds that combine to form proteins, and together, amino acids and proteins are the building blocks of the human body.

Another highly beneficial product made from hemp is the oil, which is extracted by pressing the hemp seeds.

Hemp seed oil is a great source of high-quality nutrients and has a long history of use in Eastern cultures as a multi-purpose natural remedy.

Hemp seed oil has a 3:1 ratio of omega-6 to omega-3 fatty acids, a balance that has been shown to support heart health and promote proper cardiovascular function. The essential fatty acids in hemp seed oil have also been shown to promote healthy flora in the intestines and support the immune system.

Despite its widespread popularity, prejudice related to its association with cannabis has kept it from common use in the West. Thankfully, education is prevailing and the market for hemp seed oil is growing in the United States, with an increasing number of people seeking it out for its reported health benefits.

The third and most interesting product that is made from the hemp seed is protein powder.

Hemp protein powder like hemp seed oil is made from the seeds of the hemp plant. Hemp protein powder is produced from the leftover ?mash? after the hemp seeds have been pressed for oil. After pressing it is dried and further milled to produce the powdery consistency. It is easy on the taste buds with a faint nutty flavor.

The word is getting out. Until recently most hemp used in the United States was imported from Canada but that is changing. The U.S. hemp industry is experiencing double-digit growth and it is estimated that the total sales of hemp products may reach $1,000,000,000 (billion) dollars in 2019.

The myriad of health benefits received from incorporating some form of hemp in our diets is easy to do with the variety of ways hemp can be ingested. Let?s continue to set the record straight and support ourselves with the help of this long-recognized superfood.

Zev Paiss has been actively involved in the industrial hemp industry since 2012 ? the year Colorado citizens passed legislation allowing farmers to legally grow this versatile crop. In 2013, he founded the National Hemp Association (NHA) and served as the Executive Director from 2013-2016. He regularly hosts educational events, and created the Hemp Marketplace ? a ?Craigslist-style platform?? to help hemp farmers find buyers for their raw and lightly processed material.

By Fr an n e Dem et r ician I?ve been creating lately. Actually, we are always in the process of creating.

That is what being alive is about. But I?ve been actively and consciously in the creative process in my daily life. I?ve always been an artsy type of person. I love to create beautiful spaces by playing with color and arranging shapes, and my home is a reflection of that. We moved into a new house in April. As arduous a task as the move was, I eventually made it into an artist's project and created our space with consciousness and artistic style. I?m really proud of the result and our guests feel the comfort I intended to create both for my husband and me, and for the people who come to visit.

I?m also working on a project with my partner and sister-friend Anni Kemp, creating a webinar program for women offering them the opportunity to lean into their life-force fully and have open communication with other women who are meeting challenges in their lives.

This has been an act of creativity for both of us as we consciously design a

program that is inviting, supportive and informative. To me collaboration is a wonderful nest for creative activity. We are joyfully making something new.

Creating and working on this magazine has been another joyful act of creativity which has also taken me into the nest of collaboration and has given me a vehicle for artistic expression. It's been a wonderful experience that has enhanced my life and taught me some valuable new skills.

Most exciting is that I have been embracing the artist I?ve always been at my own easel. I majored in art in college, but when life moved me in the direction of divorce and single-motherhood I needed to put my studies and my brushes down, find a job, and make a living for myself and my daughter. An artist is always an artist and I found ways to engage creativity in my work. But the easel, the canvas, and the paint went into the closet and stayed there for many years.

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Life has changed in a myriad of ways and I find myself with the time and space to fully cultivate the painter that I am. My new home has a place for my studio, I?m taking as many classes as time allows, and I?m diving deeply into the artist I came here to be. I realize that while it was sad to put aside my art studies, there were other lessons to be learned that, in retrospect, have brought me to this time and place.

Years ago the creative process was laborious and dramatic; I was caught up in an old idea that I must ?suffer for my art?. I was attached to some antiquated ideas that needed to be released by years of life experience and good old fashioned growing up. I?m integrating that younger idealistic woman with all of her excitement, passion, and artistic joie de vivre with this new, more mature model who chooses a kinder and gentler approach to creativity, sans the

drama and angst. I?m still learning and still seeking. I know I always will be because that's where I find creative juiciness.

I?m excited to share that for the very first time I will be displaying a painting of mine in a bona fide art show. It?s a county exhibition that has the potential to bring my painting to a state juried exhibition later this year. The idea that one of my paintings will actually hang in an art show with other artist?s work is a huge shift for me. What I know is that this is only the first of many places in which my work will be shown. I?m envisioning the realization of a long-held dream and I?m thrilled to see it manifesting.

What dream have you been holding in your heart? Can you imagine it coming true? I?m here to tell you, it?s possible.

More to come.

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WisdomKeeper s A r ecur r ing visit w it h one of t he wor ld's w isdom t r adit ions.

Explor e w isdom f r om Yoga.

By Sh an k ar Fer n

Tuning int o t he Divine The Power of Chant ing How well would an ice cream store do that had only one flavor? Imagine the interaction at the counter: ?What flavors do you have today?? ?We have vanilla.? ?OK, and what else?? ?Nothing else, just vanilla.?

?Well I like chocolate. Don?t you have chocolate?? ?No, only vanilla. Do you have something against vanilla??

That store would not do very well.

That?s because we are all made differently and like different things; foods, music, clothes, colors, etc.

So, what does this have to do with Yoga? The word Yoga, translated from

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Sanskrit, means union; union with our True Nature, our personal notion of God, the Infinite Divine, the Cosmic Consciousness. The ancient sages that defined the different Yoga practices realized that people with differing temperaments should follow different paths suited to those temperaments.

Therefore, there are practices for those of us who are action oriented, as well for those who are more contemplative and like to think deeply or study. There is a path for those of us who like things simple, one for those who are physical, and one for those who value our feelings and relationships. And within each of these paths, there are countless sages and saints who achieved the highest human state and have shared their insights on how to get there.

The path for those who value the way of relationship is called Bhakti Yoga.

Now imagine you had a radio that could tune to anything in the universe and whatever you tuned to, you got. If you tuned to love, you got love. If you tuned to money, you got money. But the tuner is non-judgmental. So, if you tuned to anger and hate, you got that also. Imagine this same radio can tune to God, the Cosmic Mind, the Great Divinity. If you tuned to that channel, you would also get that - and you eventually become that.

In fact, you have that powerful radio, and you tune to channels through your thoughts and feelings. If you want to tune into the infinite love of the Divine, and to experience that everlasting peace within, you can do so through

chanting, one of the main paths of Bhakti Yoga.

In Narada?s Bhakti Sutras, a manual for maintaining a personal relationship with God, in sutras 36 and 37, it says, ?One can achieve that Personal Love Relationship (bhakti) with God by hearing and singing the glories of the Lord.? And furthermore elaborates, ?One achieves bhakti by hearing and chanting about the Supreme Lord's special qualities, even while engaged in the ordinary activities of life in this world.? This amazing secret is revealed to us by Narada. If you want that Divine Essence in your life and an intimate personal relationship with that, chant the names of the divine and about the glorious attributes of God. Through enlightened teachers and scriptures, we learn about the different names of God (there are countless names) and how to chant those names.

And from the Yogic perspective, all of God?s names are divine, and chanting them brings you closer to that which they represent. Shiva, Vishnu, Durga, Lakshmi, Saraswati, Devi, Jesus, Ram, Krishna Mother Mary, Adonai, Wakantanka, Buddha, Allah, and on and on.

Chanting is transformative and a means of awakening to our Higher Self.

To achieve the greatest benefit, chanting must be done with full faith in the power of the Divine Name. Here is a short story told by the great Yoga saint Ramakrishna, called, the Parable of the Milk Farmer?s Daughter. A milk farmer ?s daughter used to supply milk to a religious man living on the other

side of a river. Because the ferry service was not on a regular schedule, the daughter could not supply him milk at the same time every day. Once, being rebuked for delivering the milk later than usual, the poor woman said, ?What can I do? I start early from the home, but sometimes I have to wait at the river bank for the ferryman.? The man exclaimed, ?There are people who cross the ocean of life by uttering the ?name?of God, and can?t you cross this little river?? The woman took him literally and became very happy to hear there was an easier way to traverse the river.

Thereafter, she delivered the milk at the same time each day. One day the man asked, ?How is it that you now

come at the same time daily?? The daughter replied, ?I cross the river by uttering the name of the Lord as you told me to do, and I no longer need the ferryman.? The religious man thought she was lying and said, ?Show me.? The woman took him to the river and began to walk over the water, and the religious man followed, thinking I am more pious than she, but was quickly in the river up to his knees. Turning back, the daughter said, ?How is it that you are uttering the name of the God with your mouth, but at the same time you are trying to keep your robes from getting wet with your hands? Do you not fully rely on Him?? So, chant with faith, and the results can be remarkable.

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Chanting can be done alone, before, or as part of prayer, a spiritual ceremony (think Mass or Torah Service), or meditation. Chanting can be done out loud or internally, quietly, to yourself. As Narada said, it can even be done during ?ordinary activities in life?. You can chant at the photocopy machine (I suggest internally) while commuting, and even while eating (definitely internally). With each chew, chant the name of the Divine to yourself.

Chanting will connect you to that which is the Source of all Love. It?s is a powerful group activity that builds community and a sense of our Oneness.

This is why you can find it taking place in church, synagogue, temple, as a call to prayer in the mosque, or around the

ceremonial fire. It?s the song of our heart which brings peace beyond understanding and fixes us in the Divine State.

Bruce Shankar Fern, M.Ed. Is a spiritual teacher, senior member in the international Integral Yoga community, and a direct disciple of His Holiness Sri Swami Satchidananda. Bruce is a teacher and on the board of directors of the NY Integral Yoga Institute, and is a therapist who helps clients discover their life purpose, overcome emotional challenges, and tap into their Higher Self and lasting inner peace.

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The 12 Steps A Universal Pat h to W holeness for All

By Jan e Gallow ay, DM in ?To us, the Realm of Spirit is broad, roomy, all-inclusive, never exclusive or forbidding to those who earnestly seek. It is open we believe, to all.? ? Alcoholics Anonymous, Chapter 4: We Agnostics

W hy t he 12 Steps Work as a Universal Spirit ual Tool If there is a highway to heaven, the 12 Steps just may be the on-ramp. Beyond just working for people who are recovering from addiction, the program merges psychology, spirituality and sacred service into a path that leads to wholeness that can work for anyone. I encourage anyone who is recovering from anything? a broken heart, loss of a job, any addiction or behavior that is no longer working? to discover the universal path of 12-step spirituality.

The steps are simple, but not easy.

And in no way do they make a casual path. They require commitment and a willingness to do deep inner work to receive their benefits, but the payoff is remarkable. The steps support a practical, lived spirituality. They work well in group settings, via mutual

reinforcement, but at their core, they summon an individual inner process. If you are willing to go to any lengths to practice them, the 12 Steps are the basis for a universal spiritual way of life, beyond religion. AA literature calls them, ?A design for living that works.?

W hy t he 12 Steps Make Sense Right Now Many who experience spiritual rebirth through working the 12 Steps say, ?I wish everyone could have the experience of this spiritual way of life!?

This may be just the right time for that to happen. Globally, we are in a new axial age of spiritual awakening, with the emergence of a myriad of spiritual expressions. At the same time, people are fleeing from organized religions of all kinds in record numbers, and are looking for the spiritual but not traditionally religious, such as esoteric

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Judaism, Eastern religions and in practices like yoga and meditation. The tried-and-true path of 12-step spirituality may be the key to pulling it all together.

A lot of people miss the 12 Steps? wisdom path because they are turned off by the culture of AA. In some cases, it has become a bit fundamentalist.

Many movements veer toward the right as people try to contain, or control, that which is essentially uncontainable: Divine Inspiration.

But the Steps transcend AA?s culture. The result (Step 12) is to have a spiritual awakening. And not a lot of people know that. That is why I wrote The Gateways: The Wisdom of 12-Step Spirituality.

My Experience Working t he 12 Steps When I hit bottom, I was an agnostic who was mad at God, not to mention broken-hearted and out of good ideas. The Steps helped me bounce into a new incarnation, and have supported my transformation? one day at a time? for more than three decades. If they can work for me.?

W here t he 12 Steps Really Lead The 12 Steps are a psycho-spiritual developmental template for recovery created by the founders of Alcoholics Anonymous as the best way to establish guidelines for overcoming addiction to alcohol. The program is spiritual? but not religious? and is now used as the basis of many recovery programs for various addictions and compulsive behaviors. My book, The Gateways, is an inter-spiritual guide for expansion and practice of the spiritual

part of the program, found in Steps 3 and 11. Simply said, the 12-step spiritual journey is one of coming home to our true selves, our essential nature, sometimes for the first time, and experiencing a life beyond our wildest imaginings through surrender of the false self, one day at a time.

How t he 12 Steps Bring People Toget her Founded by two hopeless drunks in the Depression years of the 1930s, AA has since grown into a movement of millions. The program relies heavily on fellowship: Through the simple act of hitting bottom, followed by one hand reaching out to another, ?my? weakness becomes ?our ? strength.

We share experience, strength and hope with one another; one step at a time, one restored relationship at a Jane Galloway, DMin, is the author of The Gateways: The Wisdom of 12-Step Spirituality, Dynamic Practices That Work and has lived, worked, and taught the 12 Steps for more than three decades. As a person in recovery, her lifelong search for a language of Oneness led her to delve into the wisdom path inherent in the 12 Steps.

She holds both master?s and doctoral degrees from Claremont School of Theology. Visit janegalloway.com

time, and one day at a time, the bottom becomes our greatest gift. The crashing of the false self can feel like a catastrophe, but this bottom is the fertile foundation for a life of authentic living beyond our wildest imaginings.

Drawn from humanistic and developmental psychology, metaphysical teachings, biblical wisdom, Hindu spirituality, and common sense tools for grounding and centering, the 12 Steps require deep self-examination, making amends to people we have harmed, seeking God as we understand God (through prayer, meditation and selfless service), and then sharing the gift.

That is the path.

And if we commit to this process, miracles can occur.

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y r t e o Reader s W riteP M Y CRAYONS Patricia Cox It's a silly little jar, full of unopened crayons, but I cannot let it go.

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To make peace where there was none and fear was ever present.

Yeah, it's a silly little jar, with my crayons inside; but it holds my dreams of childhood; that's where it hides.

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You Ar e A Way- Shower Jessica Shea-Drake

Losing hope for humanity is easy to do.

The darkness, despair, crime and cruelty all seem like too much to bear for a heart so gentle.

Young one, have faith!

For having a gentle heart in a cruel world is a gift beyond measure.

Those who are most cruel are also the most lost They need our love most desperately.

Pray for these, young one, Reflect back their light and love And help to bring them Home!

For you, Way-shower!

Earth Angel! are meant to stir the hearts of those In the DARK. To be a beacon, a LIGHT, To guide the lost ones Into the Remembrance that They, too, are Love!

From the soon to be published book "The LIght That Can Never Be Extinguished".

Emmy Harris never expected to celebrate the last day of school sitting at the foot of her mother ?s grave.

Having just completed her second year as a 7th-grade history teacher at West Middle School, she should have been partying at Jasper ?s with her best friend, Jodi, and her other team teachers, as planned. The end of the year was the only time when the usually subdued faculty let loose and got a little crazy, right before hitting the beaches or part-time jobs that were a welcomed break from their daily middle school grind. But the events of the night before had her already feeling more than a bit crazy and, ultimately, brought her to the only person she thought she could talk to? the mom she never knew.

The cemetery was set on a slight hill that once overlooked a rundown drive-in movie theatre that was torn down long before Emmy was born and replaced with a Smart-Mart discount shopping center. Even though the sun was shining brightly, the ill-maintained landscaping and storm-tattered tree

line gave a morbid people lay dead here feel to the place. Dried leaves and branches, along with empty cigarette packs and beer bottles left by teenagers, lay strewn against a rusting chain-link fence that separated the property from the shopping center.

Emmy?s mom?s grave was located about ten yards from the fence at the foot of the hill, along the side road of the shopping center. Her grandfather had purchased one of the last plots available, as her mom?s death was an unforeseen trauma few parents plan for.

Emmy was only four years old when her mother, Beth, died of cervical cancer in her early twenties and was buried here. Her memories from the funeral and all that happened beforehand had long faded. She remembered the graveyard was much greener back then, and the small asphalt road that wound through the property was gravel. However, these trivial details were nearly all that she could recall about that time, except for bits and pieces of her yearly visits on her mom?s birthday, and one other thing? the gravestone.

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Her mother ?s gravestone was a big deal for her family, especially her grandfather, Frank Harris. As she grew older, Emmy thought it was odd that they placed such importance on a stone marker and remembered the day it was unveiled to her at the gravesite. It was her grandfather ?s creation and took almost a year to make, after stubbornly arguing with the stone maker and metal crafter over what they saw as design flaws. Frank was sure that he knew better than them, and he was the paying customer, only he didn?t.

The stone was of medium height, which wasn?t unusual at all, except for the fact that it was made of gleaming white marble that made it stand out amongst the normal gray granite stones in the cemetery, especially on a dreary day. Emmy remembered thinking when she first saw it that it looked likes something a princess would have at her grave for being so special. The stone maker tried to explain that marble was no longer used, because it was too soft and could not endure the test of time, but Frank insisted that it be the purest white the stone maker could find. Now the marble had a yellowish hue that would catch your eye as something odd, instead of strikingly beautiful.

Emmy?s eyes traced the smooth carvings of hovering hummingbirds facing inward towards her mom?s name on the two top corners of the stone, whose nooks were now filled with green and black moss, and felt a little sadder than usual from the reminder of how long she had been without a mother.

She continued to follow small spider vein cracks that started at the tail of the left hummingbird and fanned out to the tip of the B in her mother ?s name, where her eyes dropped onto the most unusual piece of the headstone. Right below the name, between the etched dates that marked her mother ?s short life, was the word MOMMY formed in copper pennies.

Emmy did remember how beautifully those copper pennies gleamed against the stark white marble that day, and how much she had loved and obsessed over pennies when she was young, even more than buttercups and dandelions. Emmy had discovered that shiny, clinking pennies were as abundant as raindrops that fell from the sky. Everyone always had some on them and never hesitated to give them away to her. She was not aware of their monetary value, only that the piles she collected led to a collection of delightfully amusing coin banks that lined her dresser.

She had a dinosaur bank, a jukebox-shaped bank, a really old monkey bank that deposited the coin for you but never worked, along with a half of a dozen different piggy banks? the bright pink one with a daisy glued on behind its ear being her favorite of all the banks. Copper pennies always represented good luck to her. That is why she had squealed with delight when she saw them on the gravestone.

Thinking about it now, Emmy was grateful that somehow, back then, her

young mind was able to separate the beauty of the stone memorial from the awful truth it represented and that her reaction was able to bring some happiness to her grandfather that day.

It was Frank?s idea to put the pennies on the stone for Emmy, because they represented the last good memory he had of his daughter and granddaughter together. Frank had stumbled on Beth and Emmy napping amidst a pile of pennies spread out on Beth?s bed, right before Beth became ill. It was the first time he realized that his daughter was far more responsible and caring than he had given her credit for.

Her grandmother, Mary, had confided to her once that she thought that the gravestone on some level was his way of trying to make amends for his part in the conflicts that the family went through before Beth died.

Only now, a third of the pennies were missing from being carved out by vandals, as was predicted by the metal crafter, who wanted to encase them in an expensive insert covered with Plexiglas. Frank was too proud to admit that he could not afford that idea.

The pennies remaining were tarnished blue-green and rusted, and most of the heads of Lincoln were beyond recognition. Emmy was sort of glad that her grandfather did not see how bad the gravestone looked today, considering how special the details were to him. The significance of the hummingbirds and the pennies on her mother ?s stone was only familiar to her, because of the stories repeatedly told by her grandmother to anyone she reminisced with about Beth?s passing.

Emmy had lived with her grandparents and her single mother since she was born, and the identification of her father remained a mystery to her even today. Her grandparents avoided the subject like the plague, not that she ever really had the desire to know who he was. This lack of interest had always puzzled her about herself, but she attributed it to being stably raised by both grandparents all her life. The utter devotion that her grandparents gave her turned out to be a huge advantage at times, when she compared her life to her friends.

Her grandfather never spoke about the past voluntarily. Emmy knew that he and her mother had a bad relationship for many years before she died, and that her mom had left the house to live elsewhere for a while before her illness was discovered. Her grandfather would always give her short answers when she approached him with questions. She found out the most information about her mother through her grandmother. It seemed to her that her grandfather had put all his emotions into that headstone and was content to leave them there for good.

He only talked about Beth with any kind of emotion with his friend, Father Pat, who was with the family when her mother died, and, even then, they seemed to speak in code about what had happened.

Emmy remembered there were a few visits to her mother ?s grave early on with her grandparents, Father Pat, and Mrs. McCafferty, another family friend who worked at the rectory with Father Pat. Beth introduced them to her

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grandparents before she died. Both had helped her mother through a horrible experience that happened to her while she lived away from them, which her grandfather felt responsible for. Only

Father Pat knew all the details about what happened to her mother that involved being date-raped. When Emmy turned sixteen, he told her some of what he remembered about the horrible ordeal. It was a shock to learn about it, and left her wishing that she could meet her mother and find out who this mysterious woman really was.

Mrs. McCafferty died two years after her mother, and the four of them made the visit to Beth?s grave together for a couple more years, until Father Pat

retired and moved an hour away to a retirement community for priests.

When Father Pat disappeared, so did her grandfather. Emmy and her grandmother continued their

once-a-year pilgrimage together, until she entered high school, when she decided she did not want to go anymore. This had been the first time she came to visit since then.

The late afternoon sun brought beads of sweat to her forehead, and she grabbed her water bottle out of her bag for a drink. Emmy turned to face away and leaned her back up against the cool stone, which sent shivers down her spine. Looking out over the shopping center, she contemplated on how to

begin a conversation with a dead person. Not just any dead person, but her mother, who she had not visited for such a long time. Emmy wondered if she was even there to talk to. She questioned if the dead kept track of how long they had been there and who came to visit them, or do they even hang around their decaying bodies at all? What would be the point to that?

Emmy recalled that people often made comments that they felt the presence of their loved ones who died, but she wasn?t sure she ever did. Maybe when she was young? Her grandmother told her that her mother had loved her so much, and that they had made a pact to always be together in spirit, but Emmy did not remember any of the conversations that she was told she had.

Today Emmy had a hard time even remembering what her mother looked like without looking at her picture. She only had her grandmother ?s memories to go by. She could not remember living with her mother. She could not connect with all the talk by her grandmother and Father Pat all these years about the miraculous events that happened, when her mother got sick and died.

Especially the bizarre story about how she had told them that an angel had visited her and took her to Heaven. Or, even more bizarre, the tale her family believed about a little hummingbird that held the spirit of a young man named Matt, who had come from Heaven to rescue her mother. He was supposed to have taken over Father Pat?s body, but made a tragic mistake

and entered a hummingbird?s body instead. And, even crazier, this hummingbird could communicate with her mother like a human.

She argued that they had fallen victim to a little girl?s wild imagination and the delusions of a dying person. However, Father Pat was certain that it all happened. He insisted that he had witnessed some of it, though nothing that had to do with her angel experience. If it was true, it was like a veil had descended upon her shortly after her mom died, and, for the life of her, she could not go back to that time.

Father Pat said it could be post-traumatic stress disorder, but that had seemed melodramatic to Emmy; and, by the time she became a teenager, she did not want to talk about it anymore. From time to time, however, she secretly wondered if she was suppressing the memories of a miraculous angel visit, so she would not have to relive her mother ?s death and her loss. Or, maybe even more importantly, she would have to face the possibility that no miracles really came from the divine interventions, because her mother still died. So, what did that say about God and angels and rescue missions?

After Father Pat became sick and went into a nursing home, the talk finally ended. The mysterious and wild tale of the angel that visited her when she was four, and the crazy story about the hummingbird that held the spirit of a young man, had faded away from all their grieving desperate imaginations, until today.

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Today, Emmy could not dispute those adult fairy tales about angels or hummingbirds or rescue missions or little girls going to Heaven.

Not after last night, when a tall blonde woman walked out of an indescribable light to stand a foot away from the side of her bed. Emmy was even able to reach out and touch her silky cold iridescent robe, and feel the soft, warm flesh of the angel?s hand, before she melted away.

Emmy easily could have shrugged it off as a dream with all the stress she had been under, if it was not for the touch that not only felt so real, but also felt so familiar?

Author, Healer, and Spiritual Teacher Helen Heinmiller has been receiving valuable guidance from a variety of spiritual sources and her novels reflect the depth of her understanding about the human condition. Visit helenheinmiller.com

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