I Love You Robert Kent

January 2013

Seemingly caught in a vortex of sadness I asked myself, with the basic assumption I would live until roughly 70 and I was nearing 51...
How Am I Going To Cope For Another 20 Years?
This asked without emotion and with complete knowing and acceptance of life happens, it is what it is. After all I was intelligent enough to logically accept, without a doubt, life will unfold with experiences completely out of my control.
Nonetheless I was faced with the question screaming inside.

How could I possibly endure life and try to eek out some level of happiness, joy, peace, content?

Moment of truth. There must be a way. A choice point was smacking me in the face.
How do you want to live? Guess what kiddo, it's all about you and how you choose to view your circumstances.

This led to a magnificent year of amping up my exploration of the spiritual and energetic realm.

Fast forward

MVB  Magnificent Vibrational Being   Robert Kent
CJ  Cuppa Joy me

January 2014

Robert Kent is the embodiment of my journey. I came across this extraordinary human when I spontaneously attended the Wellness Institute of Hawaii’s Come Alive Retreat. The warm energy of our initial communications set the tone for everything thereafter. I loved him instantly.

On arrival our group was welcomed by Robert and team in the gathering space at Ramashala. I was completely at ease and incredibly curious about what was in store.

We didn’t see Robert for another 5 days. After a mesmerizing Hawaiian speaker, Robert approached me addressing me by name (he remembered my name ... awww).
MVB   Karen you’re radiant.
CJ   He speaks my language.
MVB   Oh girl, you gotta move to Puna. That's how we talk here.

The day subsequently unfolded with a myriad of group interactions led by Robert exploring the vast surreal nature in Mackenzie Park more like Jurassic Park ... so so cool; all completely focused on all we were experiencing.

That evening we danced ecstatically. Robert appeared before me pointing to his eyes. We locked our gaze and placed palms together joining our energy fields. I experienced the most cosmic connection thus far in my reality. I was him, he was me. There was nothing tangible but us. Everything else was vibration. I had no sense of body but every sense of body. Energy buzzed from within my core whirling out my limbs, my head, my everything, in an exuberant, blissful physical expression.

I broke free, my mind in a frenetic whirl, desperate to comprehend wtf just happened.

MVB  That was pretty trippy wasn’t it? I just learned how to do that about six months ago.
CJ   Ya. I was mesmerized. I thought to myself, Are you God? and then I remembered No, we’re both God.

He laughed. We laughed. We talked about activating dormant DNA, global consciousness and the magic of Puna.

Most intrigued, I delved into the background of Robert Kent. Not only an active participant and local business entrepreneur in the Puna community, he is a renowned Canadian photographer and founder of the Compassionate Eye a not-for-profit organization committed to positive change globally.

What truly amazes me about Robert Kent (and I do have an enormous crush on this beautiful man) is that he revealed the answer to my screaming question.

He showed me it is possible to experience the perceived downside of our earthly existence and conversely thrive.

You see, three days after I met Robert Kent, he lost a son. I’m not aware of the circumstances nor do I find them particularly relevant. Bottom line, this human is experiencing one of life’s most crushing and debilitating scenarios, yet it hadn't crippled him. He could continue to be present and exude love and gratitude.

He didn’t know I overheard bits of his conversation with a friend calmly discussing this most recent event. Combined with my observations of his behaviours and overall presence, I feel Robert’s spirituality - belief in source and an open heart - is how to allow ourselves to relax into the duality of life and experience feelings of intense grief and incredible gratitude...

I Love You Robert Kent. Thank you for revealing the God within you.

your name came up

I was browsing Facebook for the Most Recent updates in my world and in the People You May Know your name came up.

I was tempted to message you but thankfully my sensible self decided to share with the world in a nameless form instead. There's irony in there I'm sure...
(Actually I resorted to my quartz crystal pendulum which gave me a strong left-right swing NO)

You gave me one the best compliments ever. Like TOP 10 IN A LIFETIME.

It was 1999 and my high school was having a 25 year anniversary celebration at the high school. I was in my mid 30s, seven months separated, slim, blonde and tanned... And more importantly, I kinda liked myself at the time.

I was standing at the bar chatting with an alumnus. You approached, politely interruped and said
    Excuse me, I just wanted to tell you you're gorgeous...
    absolutely stunning...  and walked away.

Nice. Classy.

Unbeknownst to you, I knew who you were. Your name first came up when I was in grade 8. It was carved into the desktop (an actual desktop). You were a couple grades ahead of me and a lead player on the soccer team throughout high school. More in the 'jock' aka athletic crowd but well-received in many circles.

That's 15 years ago and I've drawn on that compliment in times when I didn't feel quite so gorgeous or stunning.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

You never know the difference you can make in someone's life when you voice those positive observances.

As Ellen says, Be Kind to One Another. As I say, Serve Up a CuppaJoy.

Let's make 2014 the year we make the global shift to a love-based existence.

crazy

[kra-zee]

so what is crazy anyway?

I googled. Here's a snippet of what I found...

informal; adjective
out of one’s head, off one’s nut, nutty, nutty as a fruitcake, off one’s rocker, not (quite) right in the head, round the bend, raving mad, stark raving mad, bats, batty, bonkers, cuckoo, loopy, loony, bananas, loco, dippy, screwy, screw loose, touched, gaga, doolally, up the pole, not all there, off the wall, out to lunch, not right upstairs, mad, insane, out of one’s mind, deranged, demented, not in one’s right mind, crazed, lunatic, non compos mentis, unbalanced, unhinged, unstable, disturbed, distracted, buggy, nutsy, nutso, out of one’s tree, meshuga, squirrelly, wacko, gonzo, absurd, preposterous, ridiculous, ludicrous, farcical, laughable, idiotic, stupid, foolish, foolhardy, unwise, imprudent, ill-conceived, silly, inane, puerile, infantile, fatuous, imbecilic, hare-brained, half-baked, unreasonable, irrational, illogical, nonsensical, pointless, senseless, impracticable, unworkable, unrealistic, outrageous, wild, shocking, astonishing, unbelievable, incredible, unthinkable, implausible, peculiar, odd, strange, queer, weird, eccentric, bizarre, fantastic, incongruous, grotesque, barmy, daft, potty, cock-eyed...

Whew. I find this quite amusing.

Another label. Another measure on whose scale?

I was 28. I received a fantastic compliment. Wow she's really got it all together.
And on the outside I did. Point being, on the inside  (no long sad story required) - I was crazy.

Beam ahead 20+ years. Still walkin the earthwalk. I have evolved. I've figured a bunch of stuff out. Finding truth. Letting go. Enjoying. Embracing all that I am and loving all that I am not.
On the inside I'm getting it together. Feeling good. Feeling happy, peaceful, content. And on the outside, there are those who say - she's crazy.

Granted I am more demonstrative than the average human. An observance by my second husband ... whatever you do, you do well. Very very true. Thing is, that works for positive and negative traits. I think that was my first real understanding of duality. Ultimately another step down the path of greater understanding of perception, beliefs and balance.

LLW  loving lightworker  counsellor
CJ  Cuppa Joy me
PSM  Pragmatic Saintly Mother  mom

CJ  my mother says I'm too sensitive
LLW  You know, that's not necessarily a bad thing

I find this quite liberating So during the next conversation with my mother that the you're too sensitive comment arose, I was armed.
CJ  Well that's not necessarily a bad thing
PSM  Yes it is

Shut down. Just like that. Ahh, the British are a tough lot. My brother and I joke that our mother's stiff upper lip is pulled right up over her head. Truth be told, she's quite the role model to live up to.

Genetically I come from a long line of nut bars. But who's the judge? My normal isn't your normal so why should my crazy be the same as anybody else's crazy.

Delight and be grateful in what is. One of many favourite Jack Nicholson lines in As Good As It Gets

go sell crazy somewhere else, we're all stocked up here 

 

 

weird yet welcomed slumber

I've not always been good at sleeping. A good sleep, in my world, would be a solid 7 hour slumber. Aside from pockets of playing fitness guru where I drill-sergeant myself with a complete physical ass-kicking and my body is so exhausted sleep comes easy, I've tended to be wakeful. Like every 2 to 3 hours. Maybe I'll go to the loo, or self-destructively raid the cupboards or simply scan the clock and doze off again. Thus I am grateful when a deep sleep is experienced.

In past I've labelled myself easily distracted by external stimuli. However I don't subscribe to labels anymore and I just like to be in the know, awake or asleep!

Given my regular sleep patterns, it's been glaring when circumstances have occurred that for the life of me, I just can't stay awake.

On two occasions I was at a hot rod show. My partner and I arrived the night before the event and tented with a few other participants. Early the next morning over 300 magnificent machines rolled in filling the field we were camped on the edge of. The purr of those modified engines had me sawing logs til my subconcious curiosity was piqued enough to rise and get visual.

Next odd place - camping at the lake. Granted here I was completely inebriated though that doesn't always guarantee a long, rejuvenating sleep. I crashed around 2am not to wake until 11am. That's 9 hours people! Both times this happened I seriously checked more than one clock. Weird.

This one's definitely got something spiritual going on. The Hospital. Awaiting Surgery.  Having the hardware removed from my ankle that I'd broken 2 years prior when blackberry-picking (now there's something to blog about). It was day surgery and once settled in pre-op -- and no I had not been given anything to make me drowsy -- I found myself nodding off. I was woken twice over the next couple hours, once for vitals and an IV, and the other to be wheeled to the O.R. Again in the corridor I dozed off, this time to be nudged by the surgeon. He woke me up so the anaesthetic-guy could put me to sleep.

And the strangest times I've drifted off... when I'm getting tattooed. I've spent 7 blissful afternoons gettin' inked. Each time it is less painful, and after the last tatt session I was more relaxed and in la-la land than any spa treatment I've received...

I'm not entirely sure what the deal is though I've got a couple full-freak explanations, but does it matter? Nope. Just another addition to the List of Wondrous Me.

Night-night. Sleep well.

sudden uncontrollable outbursts

It would appear that as part of the human condition we have a desire to label things and although it doesn't change the circumstance at all, we are comforted by the knowing.

So recently I saw a commercial that I actually thought was a spoof.

Have you experienced sudden outbursts of uncontrollable crying or laughing?

If so, you may have "wxyz". Learn more about this neurologic condition that affects nearly 2 million ...

In advance I will apologize to those who do experience this and other physical ailments who may take offence.

Seriously people? The commercial went on further with suggestions for this newly identified condition. This led to my daughter and I experiencing a sudden outburst of uncontrollable laughing. Then we wept upon realization that this was 'real'.

So many labels, syndromes, conditions. Does it change anything by what you call it?

A couple years ago I had self-diagnosed on the internet (not always a wise idea ... don't believe everything you think) and informed my doctor I had 'chronic fatigue syndrome'. Somehow by labelling how I'd been feeling led me to believe I could now easily fix it.

My doctor explained she was hesitant to give such a diagnosis as there wasn't really any specific treatment. Hmmm. I got it. Yet another need from the ego.

There are many individuals who suffer from IBS (which I personally wouldn't have the need to tell others) and many other syndromes; yet in my observance they haven't necessarily taken steps dietary or otherwise to assist their condition. Everyone wants a magic pill to make it go away. Another instance of the way in is the way out...

Examine why you have this syndrome, condition, dis-ease, ailment, yada, yada, yada. And be open to what you discover. Allow the possibility of the source to be something other than what you think. Step out of your current belief system. We all have the power within us to change anything.

It's the whole comfort thing of knowing which is helpful if you use the information to move forward and not just an addition to your List of Limitations.

My mom and I were recently discussing the end of the Mayan Calendar and how it was labelled by the fearful as "the end of the world". The spiritual saw it as "the beginning of a new world".

My mom (a saint on this earth) simply said "it's time for a new calendar".

Love you Mom.

Incidentally the same physical symptom Have you experienced sudden outbursts of uncontrollable laughing or crying? appeared on a list of Ascension Symptoms I was perusing. And admittedly many other items that I'm tempted to label simply as Being Human. Who's the holder of the Normal List that says feeling intense emotions at times is abnormal? Embrace who you are! Show the world! Be deliciously weird*. In fact, I think my co-workers would find it abnormal if I didn't exhibit sudden outbursts every coupla days. Huge grin.

*my blogs advocate the display of behaviours that are of a positive, loving, and honouring nature, as exist in my Cuppa Joy reality.

Jesus came in under the door

AEN  Alfred E. Neumann look-alike  religious solicitor
CJ  Cuppa Joy me
KBB  Kind Beautiful Being  daughter-in-law

I have a picture of Jesus on my desk. He came in under my front door. It went down like this:

It's about 6pm on a weeknight, I'm prepping dinner for the fam. There's a knock at the door which is somewhat unusual. I answer the door and straight away recognize the scene. Solicitors from the neighbourhood Mormon Church. Only this time it's an early 20s pair, rather than the regular rotation of seniors. One of them bears an uncanny likeness to THE Face of Mad magazine.

I am respectful of other humans and their beliefs. Live and let live.

After the niceties I cut Alfred E. Neuman look-alike off.
CJ  I am happy in my belief system. Thank you. I'm making dinner for my family, and I'm not prepared to have a discussion.
As I'm closing the door AEN continues to speak. Blah, blah, blah.

I walk back into the kitchen. My daughter-in-law looks at me somewhat bewildered.

KBB  He was still talking.
CJ  I wasn't rude. Besides to me they're crossing boundaries by comin' to the door.
KBB  I've never seen that.

I now think she's yet again shocked by my gypsy-driven behaviour. She elaborates.

KBB  I've only lived in rural areas and that never happens.

Her disbelief is their audacity. Whew. I'm relieved. My conduct has incurred many an eye-rolling sigh (not necessarily from her...)

A couple hours later I head out the front door and there He is. A 3x4.5 glossy pic of glowing JC hand gently outstretched. The reverse side of the card reads "Faith in Christ can help you resolve personal and family challenges."

I find this amusing. Those lil rascals slipped it under the door perhaps implying I was in need of salvation. Was it my tattoos? Provocative clothing? Candor? Little did those youth-in-programming consider I live spirit at a level deeper than their allowed-comprehension. Or maybe I'm feeling a bit smug and they were just doing their thang.



I was drivin’ home early Sunday morning
Through Bakersfield,
Listening to gospel music on the coloured radio station,
And the preacher said: “You know you always have the lord by your side”
And I was so pleased to be informed of this
That I ran twenty red lights in his honour,
Thank you Jesus, thank you lord

Thank you Mick.

Thank you Mark.

Trust that all is well, because it is

I love numbers. I'm intrigued by this phenomenon I've created. A low-level manifestation kinda like close parking.*  In this numbers world I live in, the patterns I see daily can be a lil mind-blowing at times (ref my blog 22). So of course I've looked up my house number in Angel Numbers 101 (Doreen Virtue). Most numbers had 2 to 3 sentence explanations. Mine was a simple one-liner:

Trust that all is well, because it is.

I'm adopting this as my newest mantra. So... as long as I remember in the midst of chaos, or anything that remotely smells like drama, to take the path of least resistance, breathe, and trust that all is well, because it is, I can usually maintain a sunny disposition. Being an energetic Taurean (= a wee bit stubborn), my prior automation/programming, in an uncomfortable situation, was usually my ego surfacing in defense of any such nonsensical accusations or likeness thereof.  I am learning to continually make a conscious effort to shift and conduct myself in a manner of response ...rather than react... funnel my initial reaction through my Spock Filter of Neutrality before doing anything. In spiritual lingo, that's what awareness and alignment are all about.

At our core we feel best when we view the world through the proverbial rose-coloured glasses. It's because that whole pollyanna-thing has infinite positive influences on our overall wellbeing and quality of life - our earthwalk experience. And don't we all truly desire optimum health and peace of mind?

Energetically-speaking, being happy and joyful emits a higher vibration in our bodies and we feel good. When we feel bad we're experiencing emotions that are vibrationally lower; we're not at peace when something nasty is going down. It's against our core. And yes there are some people who have no conscience - humans are complex beings - but they're the minority, and their roots are from another planet, galaxy or dimension (there's deep subject...).

Of late, I've been watching Dr. Steven Greer. He speaks so much truth while delicately riding the fear-based conspiracy theory. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHm1ifDAccY

Although I prefer not to give my attention to the dark side, it's important to seek out information from a variety of sources and make up your own mind aka your reality.

There is so much more going on than we know. And I'm not jumping on the conspiracy bandwagon, I'm all about the spirituality. Alignment. Enlightenment. Living truthfully. Waking up. Awareness.  ...endless labels all indicative of living joyfully...

I've recently created my own YouTube channel - Cuppa Joy - with links to fantastic clips, and channels I subscribe to. Depending on the level of 'freak' you're into, there's Cool Stuff and Wake Up! categories ... the information is infinite, just like the Universe.
http://www.youtube.com/channel/UCCb4TYNyOZC8HtYHVVOZbhg

Sleep well, live large and trust that all is well, because it is.

*After watching The Secret a half dozen years ago I practiced the affirmation of "I park close". GoshDarn if it didn't work. And it continues to happen.
Drawback: In my attempt-to-be-active lifestyle, I actually like parking further away for those extra steps.