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Get Behind Me Satan!

Those of you who know me really well know that I don’t believe in the whole Satan, demons, heaven and hell story.

So you might be wondering, “Why the heck did she come up with this title?” Well, I had an epiphany earlier today about what The Christ meant when he said, “get behind me Satan”. He was talking about fear. Fear makes a big, fat mess of everything and blocks your desired progress.

fear_2 meanings Fear is sneaky, deceptive and disguises itself in many forms. It disguises itself in ways that are almost undetectable. Fear is so deceptive that sometimes it even looks like love. It shows up in your relationships as anger. It shows up in your career as distraction. It shows up in your personal life as complacency. It even makes you want to over-eat, and dare I say it, get drunk. It is the root of stress and frustration. It is the cause of scarcity. It creates feelings of shame and unworthiness. It can even keep you stuck in your own proverbial hell.

Until you learn to recognize fear for what it is and put it behind you, it has the ability to block you from ever experiencing the deliciousness of life that is your birthright.

Understanding fear and the role it plays in your life is a process of digging down through the layers of beliefs that you have picked up in your lifetime. Most of your beliefs are actually other people’s beliefs that were placed upon you as children. They came from your parents, your religion, from school teachers, from friends and siblings, and even came from the media. Some of them you might have created as a child in an attempt to make sense of the chaos around you. Most of your beliefs are based in fear and when you go looking for them, their irrationality will surprise you. The best part, is that once you recognize them, you can put them behind you once and for all.

Were you ever told as a child, “You’re a bad kid. You’re not worthy. You should be ashamed of yourself. You deserved to be punished. You had it coming. You need to feel guilty for what you did. You are just a stupid girl…?”

Unfortunately our subconscious mind buys into other people’s beliefs about our worth and potential. How can you tell if your belief is fear-based? It’s pretty simple. All you need to do is look at the language in the belief and feel how it sits with your core. If there is any kind of judgment attached to it, it’s fear-based. If it feels constraining or limiting in any way, it’s fear. If there is any worry or stress involved with it, you got it, its fear. The opposite of fear is love. Not the mushy, gushy love most people think of. The love I am talking about is intrinsic, it is unconditional and it is free. And, it is far more powerful than fear.

You can put fear behind you with the power of love, simply by overwriting your beliefs with truths.

Truths are always based in love. They will always support you and they will always empower you. You were born in love and learned fear as a child, and as such you can also unlearn it. You can simply choose to no longer believe in your irrational and fear-based beliefs. One of the greatest tools for putting fear behind you is self-forgiveness. Once you recognize a fear-based belief you can forgive yourself for ever buying into it and then overwrite it with an opposite belief that is based in love and empowerment.

If you are really ready to own your true worth and value, it’s time to excavate your old beliefs. Take them out, have a good look at them, and decide whether you are ready to finally put them behind you, or better yet, transcend them.

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Revelations and Visions

I grew up with the notion that the mind was the devil’s playground and that it should always be kept busy with the words and works of God. Anything that came through imagination from Satan and was to be dismissed as such. In that belief I did not use my childhood imagination, did not allow myself to fantasize about a different life, and did not believe in magic of inspiration. Everything that existed in my life was literal, physical or explained by religion. There was no imaginative play, creative expression, or belief in the magical world of fairies, princesses and fantasies. There was no Santa Clause or Easter Bunny. If it was not justified by religious dogma, it simply did not exist or was considered evil.

In high school I was introduced to painting and I fell in love. But underlying my love of creativity was that already rooted belief that my desire for individual expression went against God’s will.  I gave up the one thing I loved most in life and never picked it up again. I was taught that the desire for anything beautiful came from a desire to be part of the world, and that the world was evil, under the control of Satan and his army of demons. And, I was taught that only men could receive revelations and visions from God.

As I grew older and came to understand what I saw as the true nature of God. I argued with my parents that God was not sexist, but still I did not understand the true meaning of revelation and vision. I was under the continued belief that only men could receive a direct connection to God, and those who called themselves prophets were the closest to God. I was jealous of men and resented them for their power over me. And, I did not make a connection between the power of my own mind and my ability to create.

It was not until a few years ago that I came to recognize I had been receiving revelations and seeing visions all of my life. Until that moment I did not see the creativity in every building, every business and every endeavor for what it really was. Everyone has access to inspiration, simply because they have a mind. Everything on earth that is created by humanity comes first though the imagination, and what I now come to recognize, as inspiration. Revelations and visions are imagination.

As I came to see the magical qualities of inspiration and creativity, I came to see the true ability of using and harnessing my mind and my imagination. I came to recognize that I could use the power of my imagination to create the direction of my life. I allowed my mind to open up to inspiration and the inspiration filled me up. I saw the power of envisioning and what vision really means, using my mind’s eye to create my desired reality. The ability to use my mind to see what I wanted created passion and enthusiasm around what I envisioned. As I envisioned what I wanted, it drew to me more inspiration. As I became more inspired I began overflowing with creative juices.  It became as though a tap had been turned on and I was unable to stop it.

The more I envisioned and created, the more was revealed to me about my own potential and unlimited possibility. The more I envisioned, the more revelation about my life purpose emerged. My life became so filled with passion and enthusiasm that I could no longer focus on my problems; I simply did not have the time for it. I began to live an inspired life, filled each day with visions of grandeur and revelations of what is possible, not only for myself, but for humanity as a whole.


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Halloween Spooks

It was not until I entered high school that I became aware of the existence of Halloween. Halloween was one of the Pagan holidays and as a Pagan ritual it was not acknowledged in my community. With the discovery of Halloween came the awareness that even the mention of the holiday would summon evil spirits. It was the most evil day of the year and a time when humanity invited the devil into their homes and his demons to openly walk the streets. In that understanding I became terrified of Halloween and could never find it in me the ability to celebrate such a dark and horrifying holiday.

I spent my childhood being terrorized by stories of the devil and his demons. My religion taught me that the devil had been given dominion over earth and his demons walked the earth in spirit form. That it was their intent to lead me into temptation and drag me into the depths of hell and join them in their misery. Evil spirits lived under my bed, in dark closets and in the forest surrounding my home. The only time I was safe was in the presence of a man who held the priesthood or in a room that had been recently cleansed and consecrated. Dreams about the devil tormented me in my sleep and I lived with a constant sense that I was being followed. The belief that evil was ever present kept me in a constant state of fear and terror. The religion that was created to supposedly bring light into my life kept my mind and soul in hell.

As I grew to become an adult I let go of the irrational belief that the devil was out to get me. I came to understand that the devil was a creation of religion intended to keep me in submission to my religion and its teachings. But I still was unable to find the ability to celebrate Halloween with joy. I dressed up and played the part but underlying the parties and the role-playing was a deep seeded belief that it was wrong. The dreams about the devil still haunted me on occasion and I still did not fully understand the difference between good and evil.

It was not until recently that it all became crystal clear and I finally healed the trauma to my soul that my religion had caused. As I came to listen to my own internal truth about who I am and what God and the devil are for me I found a pure peace in Spirit that my religion could have never provided me. For me the devil and his demons do not exist, at least not in the form my religion attempted to control me with. They are nothing more than the voices in my head that attempt to thwart me from my life purpose and keep me from understanding my true divine worth and potential. They are nothing more than my own imagination.

Halloween has now become a regular celebration in my home. Each year I dress up with my kids and wander the neighborhood with family and friends as we enjoy the freedom of being out after dark and the camaraderie of fantasy. Halloween has become one of my most favorite holidays and one that I celebrate with joy and exuberance, not just for the fun with my family, but for me it is but a celebration of overcoming the fears that once held my soul captive.