inspiration – Page 13 – In My Everyday Life

Re-Claiming ME

In my Womanrune Immersion class with Molly Remer, the Rune a couple of days ago was the Egg.

Rune of naming. Word of Power. Magic Naming. Communication.

The word “naming” stuck with me all day I finally realized that I have been – naming me – for the last few years, and that in naming me I am – claiming me.

I CLAIM ME!

It’s taken me most of my life to claim me, to bring me out of deep hiding. I am the daughter of holocaust survivors, my parents were the only survivors out of their entire families. They each spent five years in concentration camps and I grew up listening to my mother tell me every day of the horrors of concentration camps.

As a young child I didn’t understand the words, their meaning, the heartbreak that each word carried, but I felt and absorbed my mothers pain, her guilt, her tears that ran down her face. I felt her body as she held me on her lap with the horrors she lived through.

As a child, I didn’t know how to process this and so I hid myself away, I hid so far and so deep that I almost didn’t find myself. I was born a year after my parents were liberated. I now know that the purpose I was born for was to give power and light. My parents were so broken, their heart, their spirit, their soul was shattered to pieces but they were able to go on living because of me. I gave them life, I gave them hope, I gave them a reason to go on, I gave them a purpose. And I gave them my power; I gave them the light they needed.

In the last few years I have been re-claiming my light and my power. Slowly I have been digging myself out of hiding and come to know who I am on my own without the holocaust. My parents have both transitioned to Love, they don’t need my power or my light now anymore and I am re-claiming me back.

The holocaust will always be a part of me; it’s my legacy, my history, my ancestry. But, if I stay hidden away I will always be a victim of it and live under it’s ashes.

I need to re-claim ME, to know my passions, my desires, to live in my power and to shine my light.

And so, I’m claiming ME. My power. My light.

How about you? Are you re-claiming yourself from your story? Post your re-claiming of you here, I’d love to know.

Many Blessings

July 19, 2015July 19, 2015

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Letting Go

I’m taking a class with Molly Remer “Womanrunes Immersion.” As soon as I picked this card “The Reflection” Rune of Surrender. Gentleness. Sacrifice. Letting Go. The image of three birds flying high up in the blue sky came to me, and I had the feeling that I was to give them what no longer fits for me. I was to let go of what is still holding me back from expanding and living in my truth.

Letting go of what contracts me.

I get attached to the old and familiar and have a hard time letting go.

Sometimes they’ve been with me for so long that I don’t even notice them anymore. Like right now as I’m writing the thought of it having to be something meaningful, have a purpose and be perfect and brilliant, has come up and is invading my being. I have to be conscious of these thoughts, recognize them, thank them, and send them on their way – reminding myself that right now I’m writing in my journal and this is for me alone and no one else, if I want to share it later I can always tweak it or leave it as is (if I’m really brave.)

When I allow those old thoughts to overtake me, and I’m editing every word before it even comes out and shows up on the page, it closes me up from getting to my truth.

This image has brought a new awareness.

As I mentioned in my last posting, I’ve entered a new higher level of consciousness, where I’m barely over the threshold, and I’m being asked to let go of all that is keeping me in a place that has finished teaching me.

I get so settled in my daily routines, in rituals that I have become used to, in prayers that I repeat every day but that have lost their meaning for me. In thoughts that repeat themselves. In habits that I just hold on to and not notice.

Moving into this new higher consciousness I have to let go of old thoughts, old rituals, old prayers, old affirmations, old ways of being that are no longer aligned with who I am and who I am becoming.

This rune Reflection and the image of the birds, is a reminder that I need to be fully present and connected to my highest and I can’t be, if there are interferences that are enclosing and contracting me.

So here I am –

E x p a n d i n g

L e t t i n g G o –

of all that is contracting me –

I let the birds carry it away…

I make room to welcome that which has yet to reveal itself to me.

That mystery that is waiting to awaken an even deeper awareness within me.

I l e t g o…

Use the image of the birds flying off with what you are letting go of. Share it here, I’d love to know what you have released.

Blessings

June 30, 2015

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Welcoming Change

This morning I quickly ran out to snap this image.

I call it – – – Ecstasy of Light

Now frozen in time.

A few minutes later, this is how the light changed. Revealing a new beauty hidden in the light before.

A reminder that nothing is permanent. I am, the Universe is, and everyone in it is – constantly changing.

Sometimes we resist change, we may not like it, or don’t think we need it. We don’t want to rock the boat, we stay.

I’ve learned to welcome it with open arms.

Every change brings me new gifts. Gifts that are hidden and that I could not have imagined while still in that other place, that place before change.

Change can happen quickly or slowly, it depends on us, on how willing we are to say YES to it.

The key is to be able to let go, without letting go there can be no change. Without being open and accepting the new, there can be no change.

I have entered a new level of consciousness. I’m not real steady yet on my footing, but as I let go of the old, of what is no longer serving my highest good, I become stronger in my walk of the new.

How about you? Are you accepting change in your life? Love to hear from you.

Many Blessings

June 22, 2015June 22, 2015

Masha8 Comments

Happy Father’s Day

Today I remember my own dad, who passed when I was 13 years old. I have missed him ever since.

My dad was a holocaust survivor, I have no words to describe the pain that he endured at the hands of Nazi Germany. He spent 5 years in the hells of concentration camps. He was the only survivor out of his entire family. He was married before the war and his wife and two small children perished in the hells of the holocaust. And yet somehow he managed to survive, to go on, to have a new family, to work hard so I and my brother could have what he never did.

My father was a mover and a shaker, he could move mountains, people always came to him for help and he always somehow managed to give them what they needed.

From the moment he was liberated all he wanted to do was come to the United States, where he could live without the fear of another war, another holocaust, but that never happened for him.

Today I celebrate him and his dream for me.

Wishing all Fathers a Happy Blessed Father’s Day!!!

In the picture, my mother, my father and me at 18 months old while still in Germany right before we left for Israel.

How are you celebrating your Father? Post your favorite Father picture, love to hear from you.

Many Blessings,

June 21, 2015June 21, 2015

Masha10 Comments

I Love Color

I love color

Bright, great, powerful

WOW color

My favorite colors right now are

red

purple

orange

gold

And although I don’t wear much of these colors, I do have them scattered around my home. In every room. They give me a feeling of happy when I look at them.

I also love images that are full of color and that evoke a feeling that inspires me. Here is an image of our Holy Mother by one of my favorite artists, Shiloh Sophia McCloud

Well, I hope you are inspired to empower yourself and think about colors that fill your heart with joy.

How about you? What are your favorite colors, the ones that make you happy? Please share them here.

Many Blessings,

masha

June 17, 2015June 17, 2015

Masha6 Comments

Let the Outrageous Come Out

I don’t know what happens to me but there are times when I’m really strong and standing in my sacred power. When I really know my worth and believe in myself 100% and there are no walls or any inner voices (no matter how loud they get) that can shut me down.

And then, I don’t exactly know what or how or why it happens but all my walls are back up again and I’m filled with voices of doubt about my purpose, how to live it, how to share my gifts, how not to be afraid. Am I good enough? Clever enough? Brilliant enough? I compare myself to others who I greatly admire and feel that nothing that I can say is as significant, or as artsy, or as important, or as creative, or as clever, and where are my credentials and who’s going to want to read what I’m writing. And on and on…

In what seems like an instant I can go from being on top of the world basking in the knowing of my inner truth and purpose to crash 😦 being totally in the bottom giving up and into this feeling of – not enough. Paralyzed by fear and doubt unable to write.

My mind is blank.

What I’m noticing is that throughout all this there is a raging fire that burns inside of me that has never gone out, is persistent through it all and is not leaving me alone to fall into a haze of a veg out on couch in front of the TV life.

It’s that persistent and constant raging fire that pushes me to move through, to remember I’m Divine Being and a Universal Force. That I am limitless, and so tear down the walls, shut the inner voices and allow the –

outrageous divine inner me to come out and shine her light.

It’s like there is something inside me that is saying, hey, get out of the way you, I have important holy work to do here, so let’s go.

Do you have the same or similar experiences? Love to hear from you.

Many Blessings,

masha

(Sorry, I don’t know who is the photographer.)

May 21, 2015May 22, 2015

Masha14 Comments