Relationships In This Time Of Awakening


Photo by Leah Schroeder

Photo by Leah Schroeder

Relationships at the best of times can have their challenges to navigate whether they are with family, friends or the more intimate relationship with one’s partner.

Maybe it’s just me, but it feels the closer I am with people, the more intense relationship dynamics are at this time. As more light flows in, and shadows are exposed, the more things come to the surface to be healed. Generally, people seem more sensitive, including myself, and sometimes that can create friction or resistance and some challenging circumstances to work through.

I have experienced on occasion, the use, or choice, of words being challenged or misunderstood. Everyone has a different understanding of the words or phrases we use. This can at times lead to misunderstanding. This is particularly true via social media. When we speak directly with each other, via phone or face to face, we hear the tone of voice or see into the others eyes and have a greater understanding of the heart, or intent behind the words used.

I am human. I have emotion. Sometimes things anger or frustrate me. Other times I feel great joy and passion for the beauty of life around me. Sometimes I feel pain and sadness. Other times I feel in a place of peace and calm. I often feel what others around me feel and sometimes get caught up in their energy. If I see a situation where it appears that someone is being treated unfairly or is misunderstood, I will often stand up for them. My truest nature is gentleness and kindness and I do my best to allow that to be what radiates out from me and what others see in me. More and more I am learning through all those different emotions, to feel love and gratitude for myself and allow that to fill me up and flow out from me.

The expression of these emotions is also part of my awakening. For most of my life I have suppressed my feelings. Having the courage to express myself, even if the person I am sharing my feelings with may not receive this well, is important. Their response or reaction may be a reflection of where they are at in their own process. I do my best to do this from a place of love. I am still figuring out who in my life it is safe to do that with and who it is not. It is most important that I speak my own truth. I strive to always live from my heart. My intentions are always good.

I believe the strongest relationships are those that will stand by you even when things get a little messy. They are the people that will be the most honest with you and will challenge you, and yet be there for you when you need it most, and love you no matter what. They are the people that you feel safest with to fully express all of who you are – your whole, messy, awakening self. That is the kind of person I strive to be. Those are the people I choose to surround myself with.

Some relationships will survive this wild ride we are on, and become deeper, richer and stronger. Some will need to be released to make way for others to come in. It is not for us to judge when that happens, just to trust the process and know that it is all for the highest and best.

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Leah Schroeder is a Reiki Master, ThetaHealing® and Integrated Energy Therapy® Practitioner, http://www.lifeforcehealingservices.ca . “I was born and raised in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada. For most of my 49 years this has been and currently is the place I call home. I spent 17 years working in Financial Services. A strong sense that there is something more I am supposed to do in the world, a fascination with energy and a series of intuitive nudges have led me to begin practising Reiki , ThetaHealing®, and IET®. I have a desire to learn and practise other healing modalities, as well as serve children and empower young women around the world. I am grateful for the opportunity to share my thoughts and stories with you.”

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The Child as Teacher


Recently I found myself in a situation where my son was accused of something. The accusers though it was pretty serious. Very serious. I was told that something very bad had happened and for an hour or so I wasn’t sure what it might be. Did he steal money? Was he caught doing drugs? This was the seriousness of the tone. I couldn’t imagine what it could be. I phoned my son and asked him if he knew what it might be and he said he had no idea. When I heard the details of what had supposedly occurred, I really felt  instantly that the whole thing had been blown out of all proportion. That it had been mis-perceived, that maybe there was a cultural difference in the way the incident had been viewed and that the incident was being handled with a gravity of which the action did not deserve.

You might say I flew off the handle. I went into full blown tigress protecting her cub. I was defensive, I was aggressive, I was angry, insulted and very very annoyed. Arguments ensued, disbelief, misunderstanding, accusation was met with counter accusation. I was wounded and angry.

My son returned home to be met with this accusation. The accuser and the accused began the conversation calmly, while I listened, quietly seething. My son was relaxed. he explained his point of view. He listened to the accuser. Very calmly, very openly, totally non-defensively, completely open-heartedly. He explained his actions. He defended himself to a certain degree but he also  said he could empathize with the accusers point of view. He apologized for any upset that had been caused by his actions. He admitted he had behaved in a way that was inappropriate and he accepted this and assured the accuser it would never happen again. While always maintaining his strength and integrity and general innocence.

As I listened from my place of anger and defensiveness and self-righteousness indignation, I was overcome with a humbling sense of amazement. My son was grace itself. Whereas I had succumbed instantly to outrage and anger.

He taught me a wonderful lesson in humility and grace in the face of a pretty serious sequence of events. He and the accuser left the conversation as comrades and friends. It took me a few more hours to get there myself.

photo by Ellen

photo by Ellen

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Dr. Ellen Anne Burns is an actress, writer, mother, teacher, and student, not necessarily in that order. She was brought up in Belfast, Northern Ireland. She is a Doctor of Applied Theatre. She believes in a holistic spiritual practice, involving meditation, self love and discovery, learning and practicing forgiveness, gratitude and love every day. Ellen wishes to support and guide others on their own journey of self and love. She is a mentor on Gabrielle Bernstein’s-HerFuture.com and is thrilled to be one of the founding members of The Daily Sisterhood Blog. If you wish to contact Ellen please message her here, and she will respond as soon as she can.

The Golden Rule…


My quest for spirituality vs. religion has led me to some amazing discoveries, the most important one being that there are so many similarities between the teachings within the various religions.

This example is about The Golden Rule.

“He should not wish for others that which he doth not wish for himself, nor promise that which he doth not fulfill.” ~ Baha’i Faith

“Hurt not others in ways you find hurtful.” ~ Buddhism

“Therefore all things whatsoever you desire that men should do to you, do you even so unto them; for this is the Law and the Prophets.” ~ Christianity

“Try your best to treat others as you would wish to be treated yourself, and you will find that this is the shortest way to benevolence.” ~ Confucianism

“This is the sum of the Dharma: do not unto others that which would cause pain if done to you.” ~ Hinduism

“What is hurtful to yourself do not to your fellow man. That is the whole of the Torah and the remainder is but commentary.” ~ Judaism

“A man should wander about treating all creatures as he himself would be treated.” ~ Jainism

“An ye harm none, do what ye will.” ~ Wiccan

“That nature alone is good which refrains from doing unto another whatsoever is not good for itself.” ~ Zoroastrian

Truth is truth, and it is clear that we are all being taught the same truth by different Masters. Let us take these lessons to heart and play nice in this sandbox we call Earth.

“Like the bee gathering honey from the different flowers, the wise person accepts the essence of the different scriptures and sees only the good in all religions.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi

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My name is Laura Mozer Davis, and I was born over half a century ago. My life’s journey has included raising three children as a single parent while caring for my parents who both became disabled during the last 10 years of their lives. Now that my children are grown and my parents have passed into the next part of their journey, I finally have time for me to grow as a person, not as just a care-giver. What I am learning, however, is that my destiny is to always be a care-giver. When I started writing for The Daily Sisterhood blog, I realized that I was to continue my care-giving through my writing. If my words help even just one person find either solace or joy, I know my life continues to have meaning.

Love and Truth


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A year ago I had a broken heart. I left a long-term relationship because I had developed feelings for someone else. I had spoken to my new love and understood from what he told me he didn’t see me that way, even though we were (and continue to be) very close on other levels. It was still a deal-breaker for me. I left my relationship, and part of me hoped he’d change his mind when he knew I wasn’t going back to my former love. He didn’t. I wasn’t surprised, but I hurt nonetheless. I hurt for what I’d lost that I’d had with the man before, for what I’d longed for and never had with the newer love.

That was probably the best thing ever to happen to me, of course it never feels like it at the time.

Over the months I struggled with my broken heart, my estranged state from my family and the seemingly complete absence of love in my life. From what had seemed like a life full of love only a few months prior. I started really examining the experiences of love. The main thing I’ve learned in the past year is that we never actually stop loving anyone. Life doesn’t work like that – once you’ve actually loved someone, you love them forever and you just pick your heart up and keep going. Society would have us think you stop loving them, but that’s because society these days has forgotten what love is.

To understand what love is though, first, we have to notice what love isn’t. As I worked through my pain, I stumbled upon a finding that was almost more painful than the heartbreak itself. I started to realize that my new love carried my shadows. I wasn’t comfortable with authenticity yet, nor was I aware how to get there, but what I became slowly aware of was that I censored myself in his presence. I played a role, played up aspects of myself I knew he would approve of,  silenced things I knew he would disagree with. I didn’t mention I was becoming spiritual, that I practically woke up one morning to the realization that I wasn’t an atheist anymore. I didn’t mention I had realized I wanted to be a life coach. I glossed over things that were really important to me. At the time, I didn’t believe my truth made me worthy of love, or that if I moved towards my truth, the right person would be there waiting for me. At the time, his approval was more important to me than my truth.

When you get below the surface, however, nothing is ever more important than your truth. You will never be happy with someone if you aren’t yourself when they’re around. Intuitively, I knew this. So I slowly began to heal my paralysis around him, to be more authentic in his presence. One year later I’m still working on this, but I’ve made a lot of progress. They say it’s like going to a gym – you take baby steps, and eventually you get there – don’t just expect yourself to wake up one morning completely authentic around everyone.

Around the time I was coming to this realization, it occurred to me that if he had behaved as I had wanted him to, and wanted to be with me, I would never have grown in the way I had – I would have been stuck in all my old patterns, role-playing and keeping one eye over my shoulder lest someone find out who I really was. I remember hearing someone say, “if you love someone, but you aren’t compatible, keep loving them, but take the romance out of it” – or that was the sentiment anyway. That seemed to fit. It took me a long time to internalize that my new love really couldn’t be what I was looking for, not just because he didn’t see me that way (which is pretty much a deal-breaker in itself), but because of my authenticity issues.

The lessons I learned were simple but crucial. Love everyone. Love everyone more for everything it may seem like they are putting you through. Just, whatever you do, make sure you love yourself first – that’s the only way you could ever come out the other side, and eventually, have everything you deserve in life.

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Sadie Fulton is a 23-year-old with a massive vision for the world and a million different avenues she pursues to help get it there. She grew up traveling and has developed into a full-time activist, full-time lover of humanity, part-time musician, and she is now training to be a life coach. Above all, she wants to reach people and bring on a new era of love. If you want to share with her, get her perspective on something you are going through, or anything else at all, send her an email at sadie.fulton *at* gmail.com.

This moment… is all that is…


Guestblog by ❤❤❤❤❤ Sannanda True Spirit

If life has something to offer it will be this moment… Pause for a minute… feel life… feel yourself… what are your thoughts… your feelings… Listen to the sounds around you… receive the sight coming through your eyes… what signal comes from your body… is it pain or pleasure…

This is your dream… your life… are you waking up to the fact that you are the creator of it all… How fun that would be… If it’s your dream… why not dream the highest most beautiful dream you can imagine… this day… this moment…

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Follow the money…


I have tried lots of times to budget my money, but I was never actually even close to being successful at it. Paydays came, bills were paid, stuff was purchased, and nothing ever got into a savings account. I have always just lived paycheck to paycheck. I was a single parent, and that’s just how it always was. I was in the habit of being broke, and it finally occurred to me that it was a habit that just needed to be broken.

“Follow the money” is an expression I’ve heard while watching crime dramas. The basic concept is about forensic auditing of a suspect’s bank accounts and/or spending habits to determine their guilt or innocence. So I decided to either prove my innocence or confirm my guilt about why I was always broke by following my money. You can believe me when I say it took a lot of courage to do this. I knew I was spending money where I shouldn’t, but knowing it and seeing it on paper were two different things.

I started by creating a spreadsheet in Microsoft Excel. I suppose it could be done on paper, although not as easily. I listed the categories of where I spent money other than for rent, utilities, and insurance, because they were not optional. I started out with a pretty generic list like food, gas, books, and clothes. I have a memo app in my phone that I used so I could keep track of what I spent money on, and the generic list soon became more specific.

For example, the generic food category became “Domestic Food” and “Foreign Food/Coffee”; food I bought at the grocery store and cooked myself vs. fast food, take out, and delivery, as well as my morning lattes. I soon discovered that I was spending way too much on the latter, and began to try to discipline myself to make more nourishing meals at home. Up until then I hadn’t realized that I was spending almost $100 a month on coffee. It was just a habit, but once I paid attention to how much I was really spending, I was able to break it really fast.

The gas category became “Gas/Maintenance” when I realized that I was not taking proper care of my car, and books became “Entertainment” after I included movies and music into the category. I have always loved to read and had many books to prove it, but until I tracked my money, I never realized how much I really spent on CD’s and DVD’s, including rentals.

Clothes became “Apparel” as shoes and accessories were included, but I soon noticed that there were hardly any entries made in this category. Fashion has never been important to me since I started working in casinos because we are issued work shirts. On my days off I’m just a jeans and t-shirts kind of girl, but sometimes a new pair of work pants, comfortable shoes, or a cool new t-shirt that makes a statement are a must. Accessories for me are usually a new watch when the battery dies on my old one.

As my spending habits disclosed more information, more categories were added. Excel also has a feature that allows you to add a comment to a cell. This allows me to explain a specific purchase I only do occasionally but is larger than the purchases usually made within a category.

Having the courage to follow the money was the best thing I have ever done. After only a few weeks, scrutinizing my spending habits helped me to learn about myself better than any therapist could because we can always choose to lie to a therapist. Numbers will only tell the truth.

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My name is Laura Mozer Davis, and I was born over half a century ago. My life’s journey has included raising three children as a single parent while caring for my parents who both became disabled during the last 10 years of their lives. Now that my children are grown and my parents have passed into the next part of their journey, I finally have time for me to grow as a person, not as just a care-giver. What I am learning, however, is that my destiny is to always be a care-giver. When I started writing for The Daily Sisterhood blog, I realized that I was to continue my care-giving through my writing. If my words help even just one person find either solace or joy, I know my life continues to have meaning.