Positive Post
Wednesday
April 30th, 2008
It's May
It's May, It's May...the lusty month of MAY
I can feel it, I can see it, I can taste it.
CLOSE ENOUGH
to
step into it.
Ahhhhh.....May.
New awakenings.
Tilting our head and seeing things from other points of view.
Windows opening.
The feel of a newly decorated office
Seeds flowering into fruit.......business expanding
Checks in the mail
Checks deposited.
Checked off the list!
Laughing in Florida,
Judy Barnhart
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Positive Post
April 29, 2008
Toesday
Purple pillows and other things
Fresh squeezed orange juice
Clean bathrooms!
Screens that keep out mosquitos
Juliet returning to us all busy and alive
All of us finding our way to happier thoughts
Stories about dogs
Sharbel photo of textile pots?
Sharbel photo of 100 Persian carpets with one lone figure kneeling?
Sharbel photos that awaken the sleeping traveler in me
Expecting a 'big" check, a few of them on their way to me....ha,ha!
Lou's prose
Joanne's office painted a "nice" color
Green lawns
Plants blooming
and
It's almost time for "the Bachleor" to choose
hahahaha
I love it!
Selfishly forking my way downstream,
Judy Barnhart
April 29, 2008
Toesday
Purple pillows and other things
Fresh squeezed orange juice
Clean bathrooms!
Screens that keep out mosquitos
Juliet returning to us all busy and alive
All of us finding our way to happier thoughts
Stories about dogs
Sharbel photo of textile pots?
Sharbel photo of 100 Persian carpets with one lone figure kneeling?
Sharbel photos that awaken the sleeping traveler in me
Expecting a 'big" check, a few of them on their way to me....ha,ha!
Lou's prose
Joanne's office painted a "nice" color
Green lawns
Plants blooming
and
It's almost time for "the Bachleor" to choose
hahahaha
I love it!
Selfishly forking my way downstream,
Judy Barnhart
Monday, April 28, 2008
April 28th
weekly intentions:
This week I am praying to the spirit in the sky
http://www.spiritinthesky.com/
that I, Judy:
write shorter emails
receive student payments on time or before
sell a bunch of books on half.com
reach for the better feeling thoughts
stay out of other peoples business!
Amen
I inhale DONE
and
exhale appreciation of more time, more money and peace of mind
and
so it is!
weekly intentions:
This week I am praying to the spirit in the sky
http://www.spiritinthesky.com/
that I, Judy:
write shorter emails
receive student payments on time or before
sell a bunch of books on half.com
reach for the better feeling thoughts
stay out of other peoples business!
Amen
I inhale DONE
and
exhale appreciation of more time, more money and peace of mind
and
so it is!
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Positive Post
April 27, 2008
Sunday
Academy Awards
I'd like to thank myself for the lovely movie I created yesterday, inspired by a trip to Wickam Park.
I have to take credit for the writing, directing, editing and of course being the lead actress!
The script of course changed substantially as did the plot and characters.
I wrote my husband out of my movie, after reading aloud the Positive Post I sent to all of you yesterday, although he and I were laughing out loud, his vibe just wasn't up to playing the part. He was happy, when I
fired him, allowing him to have a Saturday afternoon to himself.
After pre-paving my day with the story of how it would go with intention, feeling and
emotion, when I stepped into the movie, my vibe became even more appreciation and
a even greater feeling of a BIG DAY OUT! I was excited and in the moment, ready for whatever!
I went to the book sale first.
The moment I walked into the book sale, the prices had dropped to half price!
How fun is that for me and my little book business.
Interesting!
I am so grateful that I packed my shoes, although as it turned out, I didn't
need my cushy volatile platform sled designed for walking shoes.
I never once complained about painful feet, thanks to the golf cart, we never
walked more than 25 paces.
Here's the thing about that golf cart:
I am grateful, they fixed it (the battery was dead for the last day or so)
They said when I called them on their cell phone from the north entrance parking lot,
they had just gotten it fired up and they would be right over!
Nice coincidence, right? After all else failed, they removed the truck battery. It worked
and the timing was perfect!....and it looked so cute, they had attached an American
Flag on a two by four to the back!
Lunch at Charlie and Jake's a local brewery, turned into a fast food Gyro at the park listening
to live music from the 60's.....ahhhhhhh.....it was delicious and we had some good conversation.
My friends were focused on the gathering and to leave would be going against the flow. They bought
me a Gyro and I will never forget sitting in the golf cart parked by the picnic tables and then all the razzing from other vets....about silly stuff. The way they talk to one another. It was FUN!
The weather was more than perfect.....ahahahaha
The "extras", you know the acting extras, were old yet colorful, the last of a dying breed.
The average age was 60 and up!
My age....it's just that everybody just seemed at least 20 years older than me,
through my eyes.
: )
Men everywhere.
Long beards like ZZ top
Long gray and white hair in pony tales.
Leather vests with embroidery "Vietnam Vet"
No young "bucks".....where were the young guys?
Tents
Parachutes strung like tents
Trailers
RV's
Monster busses
Picnic tables covered with red and white squared Italian restaurant material.
Huge stage with a curtain and a wood platform.
Music from the 60's and 50's
A minister with a hook arm singing on a mike with full orchestra.
Magical, awesome, mesmerizing
Vendors, memorabilia
Food.....ahhhhh...the smell of sausages, fries and Gyros
So many old men.
I adore old men.
I have a penchant for old men.
I married one!
Good thing I left before dark or I would have been up on a picnic table dancing all night
with whoever...hahahaha....not that I drink....the mood and the music was stirring!
The Wall was stirring as was the new Afghanistan and Iraq wall .
I felt myself welling up as the color guard marched
and
I felt myself stifling tears (a choice, I choose)
with the sight of flowers and the full bottle of beer left for soldiers past.
So much to see, so much to process.
My movie's high point was being read to by my friend.
He read a sign about freedom and how the protected would never understand.
I am grateful that others have the freedom to gather and celebrate and re-new
old friendships and have things to look forward to that stir them and that we
get to join or not according to what we choose.
I don't have to fully understand but I appreciate it all.
Peace,
Judy Barnhart
April 27, 2008
Sunday
Academy Awards
I'd like to thank myself for the lovely movie I created yesterday, inspired by a trip to Wickam Park.
I have to take credit for the writing, directing, editing and of course being the lead actress!
The script of course changed substantially as did the plot and characters.
I wrote my husband out of my movie, after reading aloud the Positive Post I sent to all of you yesterday, although he and I were laughing out loud, his vibe just wasn't up to playing the part. He was happy, when I
fired him, allowing him to have a Saturday afternoon to himself.
After pre-paving my day with the story of how it would go with intention, feeling and
emotion, when I stepped into the movie, my vibe became even more appreciation and
a even greater feeling of a BIG DAY OUT! I was excited and in the moment, ready for whatever!
I went to the book sale first.
The moment I walked into the book sale, the prices had dropped to half price!
How fun is that for me and my little book business.
Interesting!
I am so grateful that I packed my shoes, although as it turned out, I didn't
need my cushy volatile platform sled designed for walking shoes.
I never once complained about painful feet, thanks to the golf cart, we never
walked more than 25 paces.
Here's the thing about that golf cart:
I am grateful, they fixed it (the battery was dead for the last day or so)
They said when I called them on their cell phone from the north entrance parking lot,
they had just gotten it fired up and they would be right over!
Nice coincidence, right? After all else failed, they removed the truck battery. It worked
and the timing was perfect!....and it looked so cute, they had attached an American
Flag on a two by four to the back!
Lunch at Charlie and Jake's a local brewery, turned into a fast food Gyro at the park listening
to live music from the 60's.....ahhhhhhh.....it was delicious and we had some good conversation.
My friends were focused on the gathering and to leave would be going against the flow. They bought
me a Gyro and I will never forget sitting in the golf cart parked by the picnic tables and then all the razzing from other vets....about silly stuff. The way they talk to one another. It was FUN!
The weather was more than perfect.....ahahahaha
The "extras", you know the acting extras, were old yet colorful, the last of a dying breed.
The average age was 60 and up!
My age....it's just that everybody just seemed at least 20 years older than me,
through my eyes.
: )
Men everywhere.
Long beards like ZZ top
Long gray and white hair in pony tales.
Leather vests with embroidery "Vietnam Vet"
No young "bucks".....where were the young guys?
Tents
Parachutes strung like tents
Trailers
RV's
Monster busses
Picnic tables covered with red and white squared Italian restaurant material.
Huge stage with a curtain and a wood platform.
Music from the 60's and 50's
A minister with a hook arm singing on a mike with full orchestra.
Magical, awesome, mesmerizing
Vendors, memorabilia
Food.....ahhhhh...the smell of sausages, fries and Gyros
So many old men.
I adore old men.
I have a penchant for old men.
I married one!
Good thing I left before dark or I would have been up on a picnic table dancing all night
with whoever...hahahaha....not that I drink....the mood and the music was stirring!
The Wall was stirring as was the new Afghanistan and Iraq wall .
I felt myself welling up as the color guard marched
and
I felt myself stifling tears (a choice, I choose)
with the sight of flowers and the full bottle of beer left for soldiers past.
So much to see, so much to process.
My movie's high point was being read to by my friend.
He read a sign about freedom and how the protected would never understand.
I am grateful that others have the freedom to gather and celebrate and re-new
old friendships and have things to look forward to that stir them and that we
get to join or not according to what we choose.
I don't have to fully understand but I appreciate it all.
Peace,
Judy Barnhart
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Positive Post
April 26, 2008
(the day after Christmas in April)
Saturday
Creating my own Movie
Today I am creating my own movie with the help of
a few snipets of your positive posts
and
then stepping into this movie....as the day progresses!
Three factors:
Intention
Emotions
Feelings
Title:
My title:
BIG DAY OUT
My husband's title:
SO GREAT TO BE BACK HOME!
Main characters:
Me and my Husband (who adores me)
Scene: Traveling Wall (Vietnam Memorial) exhibit at
Wickam Park, Melbourne, Florida (about 30 minutes south)
trees, the lake and all the colorful characters.
Cast:
Veterans, hippies, old friends & new friends & extras.
Plot:
My husband and I lazing around in our robes, grateful for a
day of nothing to do! He opens the front door and walks outside
and says:
"Ah this is a good day to die".
and he pounds his chest.
He picks up the newspaper on our green plush lawn
and
while we drink our coffee holds up the paper
and shows me a brightly
colored picture.
He is reminding me of our big day out!
Today, my husband will get off the ladder and forget about mowing
the lawn and chopping down any dead trees....etc. Today he will put his
second job, head of maintenance around the house on hold
and share a day with me, out the door and on the road....we're having a
big day out!
We are quite and in the silence,
I am carefully pre-paving the walking part of the day, that will help
dissolve a pound or two
and seeing in my minds eye, walking as a pleasant
experience. I am intentionally, in my mind, packing my
cushy sled platform walking shoes so I won't be
complaining about my feet.
We enjoy peanut butter & jelly sandwhiches....lolly gag for awhile
and
next we shower and dress up in our hippie costumes.
(Well not both of us, my husband will be wearing his Hawaiian shirt).
I have my bag with my waling shoes and we jump in our dream car
and head for Wickam Park.
We will be meeting two friends of ours who have a passion for the Vietnam experience.
They have been at Wickam Park all week. This has become a yearly celebration
so they bought a sturdy tent with a shower and they even rented an electric golf cart to
scoot around the park.
They'll be showing us all the points of interest they've found over the past week.
I'm glad I packed my walking shoes, as we have to walk to find them...hahahaha
We may have to walk a long ways, because there may be 100,000 people there.
A day of new experiences, so much to see, maybe even some fireworks,
and a knowing there will be laughter and tears of joy.
Today we are:
Breathing in loving and living.
Learning more about life, love and the Universe
Finding good things about people and life.
Seeing opportunities
and
not wanting to come home just yet,
on the way back from our outing, we stop briefly
at a book sale in Melbourne
and
I find some rare books to sell on the Internet.
Then
We make another stop at "Charlie and Jake's", a local brewery
and enjoy some beer
and
bar-B-qued chicken.
Ummmmm....I can already smell and taste it.
We are collecting memories of conversations with smiles
and remembering visual treats that we will savor.
My husband doesn't have to tell me he loves me today, I can feel it.
I feel loved and adored.
Last screen is us driving home at dusk and then parking in the driveway,
grateful for our big day out!
or
in my husband's words, grateful to be home again!
He adores me!
Seeing you and me as an extension of source.
All is well,
Judy Barnhart
April 26, 2008
(the day after Christmas in April)
Saturday
Creating my own Movie
Today I am creating my own movie with the help of
a few snipets of your positive posts
and
then stepping into this movie....as the day progresses!
Three factors:
Intention
Emotions
Feelings
Title:
My title:
BIG DAY OUT
My husband's title:
SO GREAT TO BE BACK HOME!
Main characters:
Me and my Husband (who adores me)
Scene: Traveling Wall (Vietnam Memorial) exhibit at
Wickam Park, Melbourne, Florida (about 30 minutes south)
trees, the lake and all the colorful characters.
Cast:
Veterans, hippies, old friends & new friends & extras.
Plot:
My husband and I lazing around in our robes, grateful for a
day of nothing to do! He opens the front door and walks outside
and says:
"Ah this is a good day to die".
and he pounds his chest.
He picks up the newspaper on our green plush lawn
and
while we drink our coffee holds up the paper
and shows me a brightly
colored picture.
He is reminding me of our big day out!
Today, my husband will get off the ladder and forget about mowing
the lawn and chopping down any dead trees....etc. Today he will put his
second job, head of maintenance around the house on hold
and share a day with me, out the door and on the road....we're having a
big day out!
We are quite and in the silence,
I am carefully pre-paving the walking part of the day, that will help
dissolve a pound or two
and seeing in my minds eye, walking as a pleasant
experience. I am intentionally, in my mind, packing my
cushy sled platform walking shoes so I won't be
complaining about my feet.
We enjoy peanut butter & jelly sandwhiches....lolly gag for awhile
and
next we shower and dress up in our hippie costumes.
(Well not both of us, my husband will be wearing his Hawaiian shirt).
I have my bag with my waling shoes and we jump in our dream car
and head for Wickam Park.
We will be meeting two friends of ours who have a passion for the Vietnam experience.
They have been at Wickam Park all week. This has become a yearly celebration
so they bought a sturdy tent with a shower and they even rented an electric golf cart to
scoot around the park.
They'll be showing us all the points of interest they've found over the past week.
I'm glad I packed my walking shoes, as we have to walk to find them...hahahaha
We may have to walk a long ways, because there may be 100,000 people there.
A day of new experiences, so much to see, maybe even some fireworks,
and a knowing there will be laughter and tears of joy.
Today we are:
Breathing in loving and living.
Learning more about life, love and the Universe
Finding good things about people and life.
Seeing opportunities
and
not wanting to come home just yet,
on the way back from our outing, we stop briefly
at a book sale in Melbourne
and
I find some rare books to sell on the Internet.
Then
We make another stop at "Charlie and Jake's", a local brewery
and enjoy some beer
and
bar-B-qued chicken.
Ummmmm....I can already smell and taste it.
We are collecting memories of conversations with smiles
and remembering visual treats that we will savor.
My husband doesn't have to tell me he loves me today, I can feel it.
I feel loved and adored.
Last screen is us driving home at dusk and then parking in the driveway,
grateful for our big day out!
or
in my husband's words, grateful to be home again!
He adores me!
Seeing you and me as an extension of source.
All is well,
Judy Barnhart
Friday, April 25, 2008
Positive Post
April 25, 2008
Friday
Welcoming New Member, Sharbel
Sharbel is a male.
Born and still living in Lebanon.
I have never met Sharbel in person and yet he is as close to me as the air.
We have spoken on the phone and we have connected via email over the years.
He is in his early 30's and he lifts my soul.
Sharbel is that which makes the branches of the trees move and he
lives up in the stars. (his words)
Sharbel smells like fresh garden basil (my words), but I never met him
so how would I know?....hahahahaha......I just know!
You will love, him as I do.
I am grateful to share Sharbel with my on line Positive Post friends.
I am selfishly delighted to re-connect with him via our little on line group!
Appreciatively,
Judy Barnhart
April 25, 2008
Friday
Welcoming New Member, Sharbel
Sharbel is a male.
Born and still living in Lebanon.
I have never met Sharbel in person and yet he is as close to me as the air.
We have spoken on the phone and we have connected via email over the years.
He is in his early 30's and he lifts my soul.
Sharbel is that which makes the branches of the trees move and he
lives up in the stars. (his words)
Sharbel smells like fresh garden basil (my words), but I never met him
so how would I know?....hahahahaha......I just know!
You will love, him as I do.
I am grateful to share Sharbel with my on line Positive Post friends.
I am selfishly delighted to re-connect with him via our little on line group!
Appreciatively,
Judy Barnhart
Thursday, April 24, 2008
April 24, 2008
Positive Post
Thursday
a vicarious delight
responding to a friend earlier today:
Mehera,
Ummmm.....I'm right there with you.
I am delighting in the smells of ironing, the
lovely fragrance of heated egyptian cotton,
the feel of danger as the iron is hot and the
cloth is almost untouchable
and
ohhhhh.......being in the flow, blessed with work!
: )
Alwaysconnectedmoreorless,
Judy B.
Positive Post
Thursday
a vicarious delight
responding to a friend earlier today:
Mehera,
Ummmm.....I'm right there with you.
I am delighting in the smells of ironing, the
lovely fragrance of heated egyptian cotton,
the feel of danger as the iron is hot and the
cloth is almost untouchable
and
ohhhhh.......being in the flow, blessed with work!
: )
Alwaysconnectedmoreorless,
Judy B.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Positive Post
April 23, 2008
Wednesday
Nasty Red Blister
At the point of friction of a pencil on my
middle finger lies a big red blister.
Not from writing, I am proud to say, I've been digging in the soil!
My husband says, most people have these nasty red
blisters all the time from working hard.
hahahaha.......for me it is a novelty!
I am joyous with my nose close to the ground, unearthing
weeds and raking with a little garden claw!
Over the winder we have been composting kitchen scraps.
Dumping them in a bin, stirring up the heap and letting it do it's thing.
I love the feeling of intentionally being part of the birth, death, birth, death cycle
of vegetables and fruits.
I am delighted that my nails are filled with soil and sand.
I am appreciating nature as I turn the composted soil into our sandy soil.
I am feeling nurturing and useful!
My nostrils are filled with the smell of cedar mulch and earth....ummmmm
I was just out there on the ground under the orange tree canopies,
raking and messing around.
Fresh squeezed oranges are still a decadent delight for me, a
born and raised in New York-er. The delicious still alive taste of fresh squeezed
juice is second to this feeling I get, when I get down and dirty flowing my energy.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Hair standing on end
It was yesterday.
We began day one of our week long Katathon.
I like to play music.
I feel like a DJ using tunes that I have eclectic added to my personally
burned CD's
We only did the first 10 kata, ten times each.
I began with
Keith Urban, "Better life"
Santana..."Black Magic Woman"
Spanish Tango music
Kenny "G"
Music from Riverwind (a 60's musical)
"Free Fallin" by Tom Petty?
and others
HOWEVER
the very last song I announced to the group:
"I'm going to be very magnanimous and one of you gets to pick a track".
Pick a number from one to 21
and
one of the girls yelled out:
"4"
I said:
"Okay, track 4 it is with 5 more kata left to go"
I asked if everyone had seen this weeks changeable letter sign on the
museum wall. A few people said no, so we took a walk outside into
the Museum parking lot and read the sign:
Happy 75th B. Day
Ansei Ueshiro
459-3000
Karate
and then I said:
"Even though he died in 2002, we keep his story alive.
and you can connect with him any time you want, just nod
your head....but you've got to be feeling really good to
connect with his vibration, at least, that's what I believe"!
Then we went inside and I lined everyone up for Fukyugata san,
(Master Ueshiro's kata, composed in 1960)
We made one straight line down the center of the Museum.
Me in the very front followed by belt ranks in descending order.
We were facing the 9 foot high enamel painting of Master Ueshiro wearing the black
kimona holding the fan.
Bushio warrior wear the black kimona and the fan is a symbol of Okinawa.
I ran a karate school with Ansie Ueshiro
for 10 years across from
Grand Central Station and
the Waldorf Astoria.
He is connected to my heart.
I yelled:
"Kio-tsuke (attention), Rei (bow), Kata Fukyugata san (basic form number one), yoi (ready)",
then I ran to the CD player and cliked track # 4,
ran back to my place in line
and Yelled: "hajime (begin)",
We began the last five kata
The track played "Julia" by the Beetles.
Oh my gaud!
: )
Okay it wasn't Judy in disguise with glasses
and my name isn't Julia
but Jew, Jew, Jewwwwwwww-leeeee-eeee-aaaaahhhhhhh
It might as well have been Jeeeeew-uuuuuuuuu-ddddd--eeeeeeeee!
I felt as though Master Ueshiro was singing to me a love song
as
our first group of Katathon 2008 preformed
the last five kata, his kata Fugugata-san.
We began and ended with a bow and the last bow ended right
presicely at the end of the Julia song!
That song took us to the 100th kata.
My hair was standing on end and I was and still am giddy with appreciation
and
a knowing that he was and is with us, now and forever, Amen!
Thank you for listening,
Judy Barnhart
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Positive Post
Sunday
April 20, 2008
Last row of the balcony
I looked up at the spirit in the sky and yelled:
"Yes"!
I got down on my hands and knees and kissed Mother earth
and whispered:
"Thank you"!
Well not really....but you get the picture.
I value what my home town has to offer!
: )
I am proud to share my delight as I tell you, our little town
with a population of not more than 25,000 now has a movie
theatre that offers 16 movies!
It was yesterday, Saturday afternoon
and
I was alone in the back row of the theatre.....my choice!
I savor and applaud my selfish choices!
My husband and our friend went to see the intellectual documentary Expelled
I am happy that I easily find the better feeling action step for me
and
took the path of least resistance
and
I thoroughly enjoyed being alone in the back row watching, Forgetting Sarah Marshal
I am smiling as I tell you that:
as much as I relish holding my husband's hand
during Terminator...hahaha....and other manly movies.....I am more a romantic comedy type!
I enjoy and delight and value laughing at a silly comedy.
Humor that shocks me is so fun and the full frontal male scenes
here and there, were totally unexpected and a rare treat....hahahaha!
The music uplifted me and going to Hawaii on a full screen stirred up emotions
of hunger for chocolate coconut cake and the whole vacation scene. Living a life
of happy and satisfied most of the time, I so enjoy the feeling of hunger for something.
Thank you Universe. Pointing my way to an "I WANT"!
I am grateful that my husband was waiting on the bench,as my movie was
15 minutes longer than his.
He always looks so handsome with his purse on his lap, patiently waiting.
Our friend had left 5 minutes earlier but my husband would never budge till
I emerged from the theatre.
I adore him.
I love the little game we play, one of us making believe we don't see the other
till the other is right in our face....hahaha
I was delighted to snuggle up next to him on the bench and feel his arm around my shoulder.
I am appreciative for what I have created!
All is well,
Judy Barnhart
Sunday
April 20, 2008
Last row of the balcony
I looked up at the spirit in the sky and yelled:
"Yes"!
I got down on my hands and knees and kissed Mother earth
and whispered:
"Thank you"!
Well not really....but you get the picture.
I value what my home town has to offer!
: )
I am proud to share my delight as I tell you, our little town
with a population of not more than 25,000 now has a movie
theatre that offers 16 movies!
It was yesterday, Saturday afternoon
and
I was alone in the back row of the theatre.....my choice!
I savor and applaud my selfish choices!
My husband and our friend went to see the intellectual documentary Expelled
I am happy that I easily find the better feeling action step for me
and
took the path of least resistance
and
I thoroughly enjoyed being alone in the back row watching, Forgetting Sarah Marshal
I am smiling as I tell you that:
as much as I relish holding my husband's hand
during Terminator...hahaha....and other manly movies.....I am more a romantic comedy type!
I enjoy and delight and value laughing at a silly comedy.
Humor that shocks me is so fun and the full frontal male scenes
here and there, were totally unexpected and a rare treat....hahahaha!
The music uplifted me and going to Hawaii on a full screen stirred up emotions
of hunger for chocolate coconut cake and the whole vacation scene. Living a life
of happy and satisfied most of the time, I so enjoy the feeling of hunger for something.
Thank you Universe. Pointing my way to an "I WANT"!
I am grateful that my husband was waiting on the bench,as my movie was
15 minutes longer than his.
He always looks so handsome with his purse on his lap, patiently waiting.
Our friend had left 5 minutes earlier but my husband would never budge till
I emerged from the theatre.
I adore him.
I love the little game we play, one of us making believe we don't see the other
till the other is right in our face....hahaha
I was delighted to snuggle up next to him on the bench and feel his arm around my shoulder.
I am appreciative for what I have created!
All is well,
Judy Barnhart
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Positive Post
April 19, 2008
Saturday
Purple Door
Last night I attended an Abraham meeting at my friends house.
As I walked towards the front door I noticed seemly for the first
time, the purple entrance, her front door. I felt like I was about
to enter a castle in a storybook!
The Purple door is shinny, healing, deep purple, a color so Jann like.
I stood in front of the entrance for a moment, took a deep
breath in and a bigger exhale and with the anticipation
of knowing that I was going to have a really good evening,
I made a fist and with my front two knuckles:
I knock, knock, knocked.
"Hello", I said opening the purple door.
Immediately, I saw Jann walking down the stairs:
"Judy", she laughed
"It's so good to see you, I was hoping you would be here".
She gave me a hug.
I was happy to be hugging my friend!
Later at the meeting while she was sitting across the room
from me talking to the group I noticed:
Jann looked so pretty.
She was wearing a purple silk dress,
hummmmmmm.........the color of her front door!
and
Jann was happy and so alive and glowing!
(at that moment, I knew I would be writing to you about Jann
in today's positive post, I am always with antennae up looking for
the story...hahahaha)
What I saw was:
She was bare foot and her toenails were painted purple
and
around her ankle was a (purple) Amethyst Stone bracelet
and
sparkly earrings and a sparkly necklace.
A lovely, lovely vision of the magic of law of allowing.
I believe that Jann is the motivation for all of us to dress up
her monthly Abraham meetings!
Jann is an artist on many levels and a healer.
Here unique style of dress and choice of decore
say panache (flamboyant courage).
I love Jann!
There were ten of us
and
Jann had planned for us to watch an Abraham DVD on a big screen for 30 minutes
(Powerful, magical, wonderful workshop....just what I needed!)
and then we were back in our circle.
Before we ended our meeting, Jann shared a story about making a decision about
finally selling her truck. Her truck was "awaiting" sale for several months.
The buyer was making an offer.He wanted to know if she would consider less.
She told him she would consider it
and then said she would get back to him.
Jann considered the offer her way. The path of least resistance for Jann is
her ruin stones.
(found this link on google http://www.alleghenycandles.com/gemstonerunes.html)
The stones assisted her ability to trust her inner knowing.
Telling us her story, she did what I do.... she glowed!
I was overjoyed to see her shine her light.
She told us how she noticed the presence of a dialogue within herself
and how the stones worked to feel her way to a decision.
The ruin stones connected her to her inner being.
You had to be there....hahaha.....it was lovely.
Jann talked a lot last night and I was exceptionally quite, we all were.
It was Jann's moment to shine and to our delight, she shone.
No need to explain!
This was good.
I find these meetings strengthen my connection to all that is.
The circle was followed by an exchange of ideas (one on one)
and lots of food and drink!
I am already looking forward to next month.
I am appreciative to learn via this group that Abraham workshops
are available on www.Youtube.com Just type in Abraham-hicks!
Entwinedforever,
Judy Barnhart
April 19, 2008
Saturday
Purple Door
Last night I attended an Abraham meeting at my friends house.
As I walked towards the front door I noticed seemly for the first
time, the purple entrance, her front door. I felt like I was about
to enter a castle in a storybook!
The Purple door is shinny, healing, deep purple, a color so Jann like.
I stood in front of the entrance for a moment, took a deep
breath in and a bigger exhale and with the anticipation
of knowing that I was going to have a really good evening,
I made a fist and with my front two knuckles:
I knock, knock, knocked.
"Hello", I said opening the purple door.
Immediately, I saw Jann walking down the stairs:
"Judy", she laughed
"It's so good to see you, I was hoping you would be here".
She gave me a hug.
I was happy to be hugging my friend!
Later at the meeting while she was sitting across the room
from me talking to the group I noticed:
Jann looked so pretty.
She was wearing a purple silk dress,
hummmmmmm.........the color of her front door!
and
Jann was happy and so alive and glowing!
(at that moment, I knew I would be writing to you about Jann
in today's positive post, I am always with antennae up looking for
the story...hahahaha)
What I saw was:
She was bare foot and her toenails were painted purple
and
around her ankle was a (purple) Amethyst Stone bracelet
and
sparkly earrings and a sparkly necklace.
A lovely, lovely vision of the magic of law of allowing.
I believe that Jann is the motivation for all of us to dress up
her monthly Abraham meetings!
Jann is an artist on many levels and a healer.
Here unique style of dress and choice of decore
say panache (flamboyant courage).
I love Jann!
There were ten of us
and
Jann had planned for us to watch an Abraham DVD on a big screen for 30 minutes
(Powerful, magical, wonderful workshop....just what I needed!)
and then we were back in our circle.
Before we ended our meeting, Jann shared a story about making a decision about
finally selling her truck. Her truck was "awaiting" sale for several months.
The buyer was making an offer.He wanted to know if she would consider less.
She told him she would consider it
and then said she would get back to him.
Jann considered the offer her way. The path of least resistance for Jann is
her ruin stones.
(found this link on google http://www.alleghenycandles.com/gemstonerunes.html)
The stones assisted her ability to trust her inner knowing.
Telling us her story, she did what I do.... she glowed!
I was overjoyed to see her shine her light.
She told us how she noticed the presence of a dialogue within herself
and how the stones worked to feel her way to a decision.
The ruin stones connected her to her inner being.
You had to be there....hahaha.....it was lovely.
Jann talked a lot last night and I was exceptionally quite, we all were.
It was Jann's moment to shine and to our delight, she shone.
No need to explain!
This was good.
I find these meetings strengthen my connection to all that is.
The circle was followed by an exchange of ideas (one on one)
and lots of food and drink!
I am already looking forward to next month.
I am appreciative to learn via this group that Abraham workshops
are available on www.Youtube.com Just type in Abraham-hicks!
Entwinedforever,
Judy Barnhart
Friday, April 18, 2008
Positive Post
Friday
April 18, 2008
That which does not kill us makes us stronger
Aole Vera Plant
Black and thin like cardboard
Neglected in a window box in the back of the house.
Watered only a few times a year
Rescued.
I got on my hands and knees to look at this plant
that I transplanted planted last year.
It now has 5 babies.
I carefully lifted the spiny now thick succulent "arms" and counted FIVE
new baby plants.
My pride and joy.
"How?" I wondered, "did this skinny ugly black plant suddenly
burst with life and turn green and then give birth to five more?"
humm....I don't know, maybe it was my attention to it
and all the people I gathered round this resurrected aloe to
share it's miracle of awakening. My vibe is up as I boast
of it going from near death to the strongest plant in the yard.
ummmmmmmmm I feel uplifted sharing this vegetation story with you
and I have decided that gardening fever has now once again got hold of me.
Hooooooooo-ray!
Today I am down on my knees, nose to the ground, butt to the
air, digging into the life giving feeling of gardening.
I am so grateful for this feeling of inspiration. Today, I dirtying myself with
this wave of enthusiasm.
Today I am pulling out the old lettuce plants and the ker-stunk brock-cally
and kale
and then I will take the time to
muzzz over what will grow here next.
I am on a mission.
Alwaysconnected,
Judy Barnhart
Friday
April 18, 2008
That which does not kill us makes us stronger
Aole Vera Plant
Black and thin like cardboard
Neglected in a window box in the back of the house.
Watered only a few times a year
Rescued.
I got on my hands and knees to look at this plant
that I transplanted planted last year.
It now has 5 babies.
I carefully lifted the spiny now thick succulent "arms" and counted FIVE
new baby plants.
My pride and joy.
"How?" I wondered, "did this skinny ugly black plant suddenly
burst with life and turn green and then give birth to five more?"
humm....I don't know, maybe it was my attention to it
and all the people I gathered round this resurrected aloe to
share it's miracle of awakening. My vibe is up as I boast
of it going from near death to the strongest plant in the yard.
ummmmmmmmm I feel uplifted sharing this vegetation story with you
and I have decided that gardening fever has now once again got hold of me.
Hooooooooo-ray!
Today I am down on my knees, nose to the ground, butt to the
air, digging into the life giving feeling of gardening.
I am so grateful for this feeling of inspiration. Today, I dirtying myself with
this wave of enthusiasm.
Today I am pulling out the old lettuce plants and the ker-stunk brock-cally
and kale
and then I will take the time to
muzzz over what will grow here next.
I am on a mission.
Alwaysconnected,
Judy Barnhart
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Positive Post
April 17, 2008
Thursday
Ouch! I bit my tongue.
Last Friday I bit my tongue.
It hurt.
I've done this before and I know the drill.
7 to 10 days and it will be fine so I said nothing.
On Sunday it began to really hurt!
What is that law of attraction law? Focus on it and it gets bigger?
That's what I did.
I made it even worse.
I told one person, my husband about my owie!
Even though my pain level increased, I'm glad I did because:
#1- I love the attention I get when I am soothed by my husband.
#2- We laugh and he always makes me feel better by kissing my owie
and I let him kiss my cheek and my neck.
However, because I spoke about it, my owie hurt even more!
I felt like I could only move half my tongue.
The good news is,
I found that it was hard to talk, so I didn't keep complaining.
The only reason I mention it today is that I'm 98% back to "normal"
and with all the contrast I am grateful for the pain.
Yes. I am grateful.
Now I appreciate eating slower and savoring ever bite.
Hummmm........I had more things but I can't remember them
now because the excruciating pain is gone. It was easier to
imagine when I was miserable.
However I am very grateful for finally learning to really slow down
and savor every bite and now I really enjoy the simple pleasure
of eating.
Thank you for listening,
Judy Barnhart
April 17, 2008
Thursday
Ouch! I bit my tongue.
Last Friday I bit my tongue.
It hurt.
I've done this before and I know the drill.
7 to 10 days and it will be fine so I said nothing.
On Sunday it began to really hurt!
What is that law of attraction law? Focus on it and it gets bigger?
That's what I did.
I made it even worse.
I told one person, my husband about my owie!
Even though my pain level increased, I'm glad I did because:
#1- I love the attention I get when I am soothed by my husband.
#2- We laugh and he always makes me feel better by kissing my owie
and I let him kiss my cheek and my neck.
However, because I spoke about it, my owie hurt even more!
I felt like I could only move half my tongue.
The good news is,
I found that it was hard to talk, so I didn't keep complaining.
The only reason I mention it today is that I'm 98% back to "normal"
and with all the contrast I am grateful for the pain.
Yes. I am grateful.
Now I appreciate eating slower and savoring ever bite.
Hummmm........I had more things but I can't remember them
now because the excruciating pain is gone. It was easier to
imagine when I was miserable.
However I am very grateful for finally learning to really slow down
and savor every bite and now I really enjoy the simple pleasure
of eating.
Thank you for listening,
Judy Barnhart
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Wolf Whistle
I always feel better after I shower.
Today I showered and then dressed for a visit with an old friend and then lunch.
As I stepped outside it was breezy and cool and I "blow dryed" my hair in the sunlight.
ahhhhhhhhhh....that felt good looking up at the trees and the sky and then bending forward
and shaking my head from side to side.
I am appreciative that I can have a good hair day with just a little fluffing up,
running my fingers through my hair and the assist of the wind & sun.
It's Wednesday.
My husband's day off.
I'm feeling pretty
and I love the gleam in my husband's eye when he looks at me.
On the way to our friends house, my husband stops by the library
so I can drop off a video and two DVD's.
At the front desk, I am shocked to find out that I have incurred late fees.
The "book due" card said I had till Friday on the two DVD's.
hummmmmm.....
I'm still in that I feel pretty vibe, even as
I heard the clerk say:
"These are overdue.
The video is okay but all DVD's are only two days".
I smiled my irresistible doors open for me smile and I
looked him right in the eye and I said:
"Look the check out card says differently.
There must be some mistake.
hummmm.....Oh, remember talking to the clerk, I probably
confused him. It was my mistake".
The clerk replied:
"Okay. I'll let it go this time".
Then he added:
"Who checked you out"?
I replied:
"....hahaha I'll never tell"!
He said:
"Was he old or tan"?
I laughed, turning my head towards him on my way out of the library
and in my I feel pretty vibe, I laughed:
"He's very handsome"!
Then my husband continued driving to our old friend's house.
When we arrived I said to our friend.
I need a pen and paper.
I have to write down something (the above story...hahaha)
My friend said:
"Go in my office. Help yourself".
So I did.
My friends, parrot was perched on a stand beside the desk.
and of course you know how the parrot greeted me....hahaha
a wolf whistle.....hahahaha........now there's a match for my vibration.
I always feel better after I shower.
Today I showered and then dressed for a visit with an old friend and then lunch.
As I stepped outside it was breezy and cool and I "blow dryed" my hair in the sunlight.
ahhhhhhhhhh....that felt good looking up at the trees and the sky and then bending forward
and shaking my head from side to side.
I am appreciative that I can have a good hair day with just a little fluffing up,
running my fingers through my hair and the assist of the wind & sun.
It's Wednesday.
My husband's day off.
I'm feeling pretty
and I love the gleam in my husband's eye when he looks at me.
On the way to our friends house, my husband stops by the library
so I can drop off a video and two DVD's.
At the front desk, I am shocked to find out that I have incurred late fees.
The "book due" card said I had till Friday on the two DVD's.
hummmmmm.....
I'm still in that I feel pretty vibe, even as
I heard the clerk say:
"These are overdue.
The video is okay but all DVD's are only two days".
I smiled my irresistible doors open for me smile and I
looked him right in the eye and I said:
"Look the check out card says differently.
There must be some mistake.
hummmm.....Oh, remember talking to the clerk, I probably
confused him. It was my mistake".
The clerk replied:
"Okay. I'll let it go this time".
Then he added:
"Who checked you out"?
I replied:
"....hahaha I'll never tell"!
He said:
"Was he old or tan"?
I laughed, turning my head towards him on my way out of the library
and in my I feel pretty vibe, I laughed:
"He's very handsome"!
Then my husband continued driving to our old friend's house.
When we arrived I said to our friend.
I need a pen and paper.
I have to write down something (the above story...hahaha)
My friend said:
"Go in my office. Help yourself".
So I did.
My friends, parrot was perched on a stand beside the desk.
and of course you know how the parrot greeted me....hahaha
a wolf whistle.....hahahaha........now there's a match for my vibration.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Water
ummmm.....the delight of a hot bath.
Oh the refreshing savoring moments of tea.
The feel of warm water on my hands as I wash the dishes.
The feel of my hair after a shampoo
and
that wonderful feeling I had today of being rescued from
water that went out of control!
The unstoppable flow of our bathtub faucet diminished to a
mere drip, drip, drip. I so appreciate the little drip
(a mere gallon an hour collecting in a bucket)
Who can I thank for being a super hero
and
bringing me back from escalating panic
to my at peace and grateful vibe?
My calm in control "maintenance" man.
I am so appreciative of how logical he is
and
his knowledge of the best
action to take till he got home from his day job (computer programmer).
I love my husband
.....hahahah
It's so wonderful to have a man to call when something is busted around
the house.
Why is it that men always have the answers?
hahahaha
He says it's a piece of plastic stuck in the filter and not to worry, he
will tend to it and shut the main shut off valve at the street with the
metal T bar that requires more (strength than I have) when
he gets home later. He also said when he retires he is going to
install an easy shut off valve.........ahhhhhhhhhhh.....ummmmm
I like that.
I appreciate that he will retire the end of this year
and
I appreciate the easy off valve.
It is done!
: )
In the meantime, I am feeling at ease, at peace and rescued.
I'm in a really nice vibe.
ummmm.....the delight of a hot bath.
Oh the refreshing savoring moments of tea.
The feel of warm water on my hands as I wash the dishes.
The feel of my hair after a shampoo
and
that wonderful feeling I had today of being rescued from
water that went out of control!
The unstoppable flow of our bathtub faucet diminished to a
mere drip, drip, drip. I so appreciate the little drip
(a mere gallon an hour collecting in a bucket)
Who can I thank for being a super hero
and
bringing me back from escalating panic
to my at peace and grateful vibe?
My calm in control "maintenance" man.
I am so appreciative of how logical he is
and
his knowledge of the best
action to take till he got home from his day job (computer programmer).
I love my husband
.....hahahah
It's so wonderful to have a man to call when something is busted around
the house.
Why is it that men always have the answers?
hahahaha
He says it's a piece of plastic stuck in the filter and not to worry, he
will tend to it and shut the main shut off valve at the street with the
metal T bar that requires more (strength than I have) when
he gets home later. He also said when he retires he is going to
install an easy shut off valve.........ahhhhhhhhhhh.....ummmmm
I like that.
I appreciate that he will retire the end of this year
and
I appreciate the easy off valve.
It is done!
: )
In the meantime, I am feeling at ease, at peace and rescued.
I'm in a really nice vibe.
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
A necklace that was made and given to me by one of my best friends, Norman,
a few years ago....wore out!Yup.
I loved-up-on-it so much it went ker-stunk!
A few years ago it looked all sparkley.
A beaded treasure with the words in baby block letters "All is well".
That little plastic look of elegance necklace got me through a particularly
rough patch in my life.
I have worn that treasure about 900 times in the last few years.
It was only yesterday that I noticed the plastic "crystals" gave up their shine.
Norman has made many beautiful elegant necklaces and earnings for me
but this one was the most meaningful!
Time for a trip to the local gem store.
My plan was to wrap up the necklace, ship it back to my artist friend with
brand new replacement beads.
Upon entering our local Bead Store, I asked the owner for assistance.
Or at least the woman who appeared to be the owner
(I am really good at reading energy)
This woman, my age, wearing glasses on the end of her nose, steered me past
The Austrialian crystal that shone like diamonds in the sun light
and brought me to what I was asking for muted wood tones or polished rock.
Why by pass all the glitter that my inner child still hungers for?
I told her of my new thing about toning my image down!
I use to dress more like a flower child with flashy colors
and
odd designs
and
cute little mini skirs but in the last two years, I decided to not dress so LOUD!...hahahaha
I want to look like I am in perhaps the right decade...ahum!
Lately I wear a "uniform", a uniform because it is the same every day,
black tank tops and jeans, most everywhere.
It's working! My new muted Florida look.
: )
Within five minutes of checking out the more somber beads,
I was back at the front of the store, looking through
trays and trays of magical glittery colored crystal.
I was reaching for the feeling, for the knowing, which color, what will it be?
The wood tones and anything less then a full out sparkle was not going
to work for my new necklace that was getting a much needed "face lift"...hahaha
So here I was mesmerized by knock your socks off expensive, head turning, double take,
crystal beadsl.
The owner showed me 5 trays of beautiful dazzling beads in every color
of the rainbow.
What to do?
I kept searching for that feeling of YES...this is it, but wasn't getting it.
I really didn't want to have a necklace that looked like a lite up Christmas
tree but the little girl in me was dreaming of a few beads in every color.
Counting the plastic gems on my original necklace I realized that I needed
a total of 62.
I told the owner this and than I said:
"Wait a minute, the beads in this tray look a little too large."
So she brought out one more tray.
There were only two choices in this tray.
This tray had just the right size beads
two Australian crystals
purple
and
a clear cut crystal that razzed up the purple.
I got the feeling.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh............Easy!
That's the ticket.
Yes!
The answer!
I felt it.
I knew it.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
This was so easy. There wasn't even a choice. There were
only two beads in this tray and I got 31 of each color!
Two colors are just like the original only the real deal.
$38.00 later...hahaha....I had the sterling silver letters
"All is well" and 62 gems bagged up and ready to go.
I felt wonderful.....a natural high.
The feeling had clicked into place.
That wonderful knowing of DONE, yes, manifested..........ahhhhhhhhhommmmmmm
The saleslady said, as she saw me grinning
and smiling
and giggly as I slipped the packaged gems into an already addressed
to Norman postal envelope, she said:
"Why send it out, when we could string the beads for $10?"
and then she answered her own question:
"Oh, this is special, you want the person who made it for you to re-string it!"
Preeeeeeee-cise-ly!
I am grateful to this dear friend who will create a master piece once again
and
to my husband (who adores me) and for permission to use his credit card!
a few years ago....wore out!Yup.
I loved-up-on-it so much it went ker-stunk!
A few years ago it looked all sparkley.
A beaded treasure with the words in baby block letters "All is well".
That little plastic look of elegance necklace got me through a particularly
rough patch in my life.
I have worn that treasure about 900 times in the last few years.
It was only yesterday that I noticed the plastic "crystals" gave up their shine.
Norman has made many beautiful elegant necklaces and earnings for me
but this one was the most meaningful!
Time for a trip to the local gem store.
My plan was to wrap up the necklace, ship it back to my artist friend with
brand new replacement beads.
Upon entering our local Bead Store, I asked the owner for assistance.
Or at least the woman who appeared to be the owner
(I am really good at reading energy)
This woman, my age, wearing glasses on the end of her nose, steered me past
The Austrialian crystal that shone like diamonds in the sun light
and brought me to what I was asking for muted wood tones or polished rock.
Why by pass all the glitter that my inner child still hungers for?
I told her of my new thing about toning my image down!
I use to dress more like a flower child with flashy colors
and
odd designs
and
cute little mini skirs but in the last two years, I decided to not dress so LOUD!...hahahaha
I want to look like I am in perhaps the right decade...ahum!
Lately I wear a "uniform", a uniform because it is the same every day,
black tank tops and jeans, most everywhere.
It's working! My new muted Florida look.
: )
Within five minutes of checking out the more somber beads,
I was back at the front of the store, looking through
trays and trays of magical glittery colored crystal.
I was reaching for the feeling, for the knowing, which color, what will it be?
The wood tones and anything less then a full out sparkle was not going
to work for my new necklace that was getting a much needed "face lift"...hahaha
So here I was mesmerized by knock your socks off expensive, head turning, double take,
crystal beadsl.
The owner showed me 5 trays of beautiful dazzling beads in every color
of the rainbow.
What to do?
I kept searching for that feeling of YES...this is it, but wasn't getting it.
I really didn't want to have a necklace that looked like a lite up Christmas
tree but the little girl in me was dreaming of a few beads in every color.
Counting the plastic gems on my original necklace I realized that I needed
a total of 62.
I told the owner this and than I said:
"Wait a minute, the beads in this tray look a little too large."
So she brought out one more tray.
There were only two choices in this tray.
This tray had just the right size beads
two Australian crystals
purple
and
a clear cut crystal that razzed up the purple.
I got the feeling.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh............Easy!
That's the ticket.
Yes!
The answer!
I felt it.
I knew it.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
This was so easy. There wasn't even a choice. There were
only two beads in this tray and I got 31 of each color!
Two colors are just like the original only the real deal.
$38.00 later...hahaha....I had the sterling silver letters
"All is well" and 62 gems bagged up and ready to go.
I felt wonderful.....a natural high.
The feeling had clicked into place.
That wonderful knowing of DONE, yes, manifested..........ahhhhhhhhhommmmmmm
The saleslady said, as she saw me grinning
and smiling
and giggly as I slipped the packaged gems into an already addressed
to Norman postal envelope, she said:
"Why send it out, when we could string the beads for $10?"
and then she answered her own question:
"Oh, this is special, you want the person who made it for you to re-string it!"
Preeeeeeee-cise-ly!
I am grateful to this dear friend who will create a master piece once again
and
to my husband (who adores me) and for permission to use his credit card!
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