2013 in Review

It's 3pm on December 31, 2013, and although this may get lost among all the other Year End Reviews, I felt compelled to share our unique story with you all. 

What a crazy and amazing year it has been for us!

We began 2013 almost completely hopeless. We had lost everything; 2 houses, 3 cars, 3 Harleys and 2 businesses. We had hit rock bottom financially, but we still had each other and some truly supportive and loving friends. With their help, we were able to make the biggest and hardest decision of our lives. We moved to Belize, Central America.

That's Damon in the top right and me, bottom left.

My first grade boyfriend and I were engaged in January, after 3 years of dating, and we married on February 10, 2013. We were so blessed to be joined together by my ULC of Bucks County ministers, Amanda, Maria and Sandie, and to be surrounded by our closest friends and family, at our monthly New Moon Bonfire ceremony.

So with nothing but the few dollars we were able to get from selling our personal belongings, we rented a house in San Jose, Succotz. Damon went first to make sure it was going to be OK, and once he was pretty sure it would work, I sold the entire contents of our house. It took a week or so to energetically release all of the things we had accumulated over our lives, then two months to sell them.

When the “stuff” was gone, I said goodbye to everyone we knew and loved, including two grown sons and a daughter-in-law. Hard doesn’t even begin to cover it, but through the magic of social media, we get to keep up with all the day-to-day.

Upon Damon’s arrival, he met people who came to take him in like family. They showed him around, explained things to him, and even made sure he ate! They will forever be considered our family.

Finally, in April I was able to join him. I met all of the marvelous people who held my husband together and cared for him for nine weeks. I got to hear their stories about all the adventures they had, and we too, were bonded.

We spent the first five or six months with the locals, learning their traditions (I even learned how to make tamales!) and exploring our area.

We are learning all about the cultural and herbal medicine traditions and applying this incredible wealth of knowledge to our herbal products.

Thanksgiving Dinner

After a time we began to meet the many Americans who also made the move down here. We take monthly trips to the beach in Placencia to see our friends who live there, and to bring our medicine to them.

Now, we are making a real go of Blossom Spring in Belize, due to the fact that most of the native people and transplants alike are very nature oriented in their thinking. Yes, we have found our slice of heaven!

We’ve been steeped in all of the wisdom and pure generosity that everyone seems to just ooze, and because of all the kind souls and twin spirits we’ve been drawn to, 2014 is going to be a good one!

Blessings,

MamaNature

The Basics of Getting Along with Each Other

When I was called to become a minister, one of the missions that the Great Spirit impressed upon my heart was the need for unconditional love in the church. It always felt so wrong in my heart when I read frightening and hateful Bible passages, so I was lead to the ministry to help free people who have been bound and crippled by the guilt they allowed the church to put on them. God's love is bigger than any Bible story.

This is an excerpt from my book, Spirit Flight, Find Your Joy and Your Health Will Follow:

"Sexual Orientation

Everyone has an opinion about what it means to be gay, how it happens, and whether or not it’s a personal choice.
Think about what you just read.

You are not the person you see in the mirror. You are an ancient being and you have been here hundreds of times. You have lived many and varied lives as many different races and religions, as well as having been both a man and a woman. When you explore your past lives through regression work, you learn about who you've been from lifetime to lifetime.

What you learn, aside from who you were, is who you were with. The people you shared other lives with. Your mother in this life, may have once been your child. Your child may have once been your best friend. Mates usually turn out to be people who you’ve dated in a past life or even married before.

These people, and you, are not always incarnated as the same sex that you were when you met in a past life. Remember, you come here to learn and if you are a man every time, you’ll only experience life from that single perspective.

My ex-husband, was once a beautiful olive-skinned Italian woman and I was a Scottish man helping out on her families’ farm. His past life incarnation was breathtaking. In that lifetime we fell in love and had a forbidden affair because I was not considered suitable for her. Those powerful memories of her beauty and our emotions are what I carried with me from that lifetime, hence the attraction in this lifetime. When I think about her skin and the curve of her body I remember how I felt then and it evoked powerful feelings within me in this lifetime. How could it not? In that incarnation, I loved that woman very much.

If you find yourself wondering what it would be like to be with someone of your same sex, don’t let this bother you. It’s completely natural because we all have similar memories. Even if you don’t have the conscious memory right now, you have an unconscious one. You have loved men and you have loved women. In this lifetime you will decide which you prefer for whatever lessons you need to learn this time around.

You know the theory of body chemistry? Body chemistry, or cellular memory, produces a pleasing body odor from your beloved as a subconscious signal, a memory chip, or trigger from a past life experience. It’s really that simple.

Racial Divides

All people would like to have equal rights and equal representation on television and in print. Every one of us would like to live in a peaceful, harmonious world, and unless one has had a personal experience to cause prejudice or fear, we all believe it’s possible.  If you have been victimized by someone of another race, try to remember that each one of us is an individual. That someone is not a representative of his race. He is only a troubled person.

When I served in the military, there was no room for prejudice. We worked shoulder to shoulder and became a family. We were sisters and brothers and we shared everything. Our race doesn’t enter into things when we all pull together for a cause, so why should it matter any other time?

My twenty one year old son, Jay, lives in the city of Philadelphia and works and plays with people from all backgrounds and cultures. His black friends have told him how much they enjoy going to white parties. When he asks why, he’s told that it’s because the white kids like to have fun, while at black parties they just stand around, sizing each other up and acting tough. When he told me this, I shared a scene with him that had taken place that very day.

I was stopped at a red light on my way to the store when I saw a black man in a work truck attempting to enter traffic from a convenience store parking lot. Walking down the sidewalk where it crossed the stores exit lane, was a young black boy with a backpack who was probably on his way home from school.

He was maybe six or seven years old, bouncing happily along, making his way to his destination. The man in the truck beeped his horn at the boy. What I saw next disturbed me very much: The boy turned to look at the driver, the driver made a face and put his fist up and seemed to tempt the boy into a fight.

The boy acted as if he might take his backpack off, and accept the threat, right there in the street. He made an equally menacing face but turned around and continued on his way as slowly as he could, as if to say, “You have to wait for me while I enjoy being in your way a little bit longer”.

These two human beings are trained to not respect each other. They are of different age, but the same racial background. I can’t express the sadness I felt in that moment. All of the ego and emotion of this display, and others like it, cause disharmony in our communities, and this disharmony is a building block of illness and disease.

The American people claim they would like to see equality extended to everyone. Americans would like to see the black people in this country bring down the walls of their separate organizations in order to bring about the peace that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. spoke about."

Blessings!

MamaNature

Learn to Let Go

Please. 
For the sake of your health and sanity, learn to let go.  Often I get requests from clients who desperately want to heal, but they set boundaries. There are things that they simply will not do, even if it means healing. 

Here's an example: 

"I have the beginnings of a painful sinus infection and I need help! I can't sleep and I do not own a Neti pot. Any suggestions?" 

I want to say, "Yes. Get a Neti pot", but instead, I recommend things that he will tolerate, which is so silly.

I liken this to someone asking me, "How can I get my dirty hands clean? I don't own soap and water". 

Your nasal passages are coated with bacteria and dust and other debris, so you need to wash it out. Any pill you take will only over ride your symptoms. It will not fix anything. 

So, if you say that you want help, please allow help to come to you. If you want to be able to help yourself, remove all conditions. Be free!

Much Love!

Mama Nature

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Enlightenment ....and mentors.

It's true that we all need some guidance to learn the tools needed to find our way in the Universe, and mentors or teachers are invaluable. But there comes a point when we need to break free of them all. To search within ourselves for our very own personal answers to our questions.

 "What is my purpose?"

 "What is it that I need to accomplish with this life?"

If we cling to any one teaching or teacher, we limit ourselves to the things they know, and we cannot find our personal truth. It could be a church, it may be an author, or it could be a very well respected guru, but none of them is you. Not one of them can tell you the meaning of your life. They provide the tools, then we need to take off on our own to find our spirits.

Think of these teachings as apprenticeships. We do our time, learning and studying very hard; Honing our crafts, and filling our toolboxes. Then, when our time comes, we must pick up that toolbox and strike out on our own.
I don't want to go to my grave quoting Jesus, Deepak or Wayne. I want to go quoting the Great Spirit. 

Be your own Buddha.

I spent a great deal of both time and money, perfecting the many different methods of spirituality that appealed to me. I started with a bible based, non-denomination church. I believed that Jesus was indeed the way, the truth and the light, but I had a very tough time with Christians. Never met a more judgmental group of folks in my life. Through prayer (talking to God) and meditation (listening for his answers) I was finally led to leave the church. It was heartbreaking! The church was my family, but I was not growing anymore. I had to move on. 

I got back to my roots; nature. I sat with the animals, trees and plants and I began to remember who I was and who I used to be. I asked myself the hard questions, the ones I posed above, and I must say that I have had no end of fun discovering just who I am! 

So read, voraciously, but absorb only the information that resonates in your soul from the great spiritual teachers. Take what you need then meditate on it and grow from it. 

Many Blessings!

Mama Nature

For more information on how to become your own buddha: www.blossomspring.com/spiritflight.html

Note: if you have never felt truly at home with any particular teaching, theory or dogma, doesn't this make you feel better? ;)

The Beginning (what else?)

You've asked, so I'm answering: "How do you keep smiling with everything you deal with?"

My humble beginnings, lol. That's where it always starts, isn't it?

I grew up in New Jersey, lower-middle class, and I was loved very well. My family attended church semi-regularly. That is to say, more often than just Easter and Christmas. It was often enough that I developed a strong faith, not only in God, but in my ability to communicate with Him, very early on.

What does that have to do with anything?

I run on instincts and I trust in the Universal energy that brings us all together. Call it God, the Great Spirit, the Universal Source of all things, it really doesn't matter. What matters is that it's very real and it is my foundation.

Peace. The process.
Newton's Third Law of motion states:

For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.

Everything in your life is completely in your control. EVERYTHING. So, when you find yourself in a tough spot, do you get tougher? Do you fight when confronted? That's how they do it on TV! That's what celebrities do!
I had a conversation at the gym yesterday with a teaching nurse. She works in a local hospital where she not only deals with her patients and nursing students, she also has superiors to answer to, for herself and her whole department. She was extremely frustrated with a superior who consistently discourages her students by being verbally abusive, and giving good students, poor performance evaluations. Her first reaction? She got angry, stormed into said superiors office and gave her a piece of her mind, essentially putting her own job in jeopardy.

What would you do?

Early on, I found my peace as a result of chaos. Whenever something went other than according to plan, my instinct was to go to my cave. Get quiet, or even sleep. I put as much distance between myself and unpleasantness as I possibly could. In that quiet, I found me. The real me. My Blessed Higher Self. That part of me who still lives on the other side. Home. In communing with the highest part of me, I find my peace.

Then, for a long time, I would go into that space to prepare for any chaos I may encounter. It took a conscious effort to "go there" and quiet my mind. Today, it's part of who I am. I simply don't allow stress to be a part of my life. I live in the moment, and I handle each new situation as it arises  I do not allow myself to marinate and stew on a problem. The second I have something or someone to deal with, I do it.

I'm going to share some of the daily things I encounter and how I handle them as they come up, in this blog.

~ Bonnie MamaNature