Easter in July – Why Not? (New Musings from Colette’s Clean and Tidy Cocoon)!

Dear Fabulous You,

Wherever you are in the world I do hope your experience this past week has been filled with peace, popsicles, and people who behave, as we’ve all been given the gift of closing the door on that wild and wooly “It who shall remain nameless” three-week cycle of planetary vomit.

In case the heat has melted your brain cells a tad – the hint is M—-ry R—– de.

That’s right don’t even mouth the words, just in case there was any residual “lessons” coming from it we might have missed.

All I’ve got to say is “eat my dust, planets” – I am recalibrating my focus and you forces of fate can do whatever you want. I am creating the solution now and that’s that.

The cocoon has been wiped clean, I’ve taken out the trash and I’m settling in tuned into a very different channel. How ‘bout you?

If you spent some time musing over the events of your life as of late, what, if anything do you notice shows up in your world when you expect to see it there?

I blogged about this last week when I talked about Echo U.  I discussed how the world echoes our deepest hidden expectations and reflects them back to us.

We all pretty much agree that we co-create our experience, or at the very least experience life according to our beliefs, thoughts, expectations and our reactions and responses to events.

It really is a delicate dance between two essential statements, both infused with responsibility, imagination, creativity, acceptance and detachment.

“I create my own reality” and “I must live life on life’s terms”

We’re also wired to look for what we come to know as familiar in the outer world.

I honestly think we can suffer from spiritual amnesia and forget we can choose to focus on the blessings when we get stuck on the hamster wheel only seeing the flaws and the disappointments.

Like a heat-seeking missile some of us, some of the time, others most of the time, will hone in on our anticipated target of a perceived, flawed reality so consistently that we can hear the noise like millions of chirping wild cicadas saying “see, see? told you so, told you so.”

Truth is, the Universe, God, Quantum Fred, Source, or whatever name you resonate with wants you to anticipate blessings and good awesome fabulosity, not reinforce your inner crap and projections of said crap onto others with such reinforced fervor whilst complaining about life.

That would be a no.

So, I’m going to invite you to play with me this week and do something super fun- having Easter in July. YAY !!!!!!

When I was a kid my favorite holiday came in the spring. Easter Sunday was the best, most powerful day in my years growing up, especially when I was little. Why was that? One would like to think it had something meaningful to do with the religious holiday, or, that I had discovered the secret of the Easter Bunny and his address, or at the very least, something mystical in my genetic code that got specially activated. DNA from the stars that might have sparkled a little extra enlightenment my way would have been cool but alas my story is not so magical.

Then again, maybe it is.

Easter Sunday was the day I went egg hunting. Colored eggs, chocolate eggs, sugar eggs, jelly bean eggs, chocolate eggs in sparkly paper, foil wrapped chocolate bunnies and teeny chicks made of bright yellow pipe cleaners were all hidden the night before by my resourceful parents for me to discover.

So it was that as soon as I awoke I went into full tilt hunt mode with my very special Easter basket to search all over the house and backyard for these awesome discoveries that I knew were there for me to find. I expected them to be there, and that my only reason for being alive in that moment was to find them all.

My dad took special pride in being the Voice behind the curtain saying “hot, hot, hot YES hotter NOOOO cold,cold getting colder yes, yes, hot, hot, YES!” according to how close or far away I got from my prizes that were hanging from chandeliers, perched along the edges of paintings, and often in the nooks and crannies of our antique dining table amongst other hiding spots.

The power of that pure unadulterated trusting energy that infused every cell of my body and soul was palpable. It’s the same feeling I get when I look into my world and decide that no matter what, I’m going to hunt for my blessings. When I become like a curious open child, and view the world with anticipation of finding sweet amazing things. I zero in on them pronto with just as much glee and wowza as when I was six.

So let’s assume the constant whiners and complainers and whoa-is-me-ers, the ones determined to cling to the notion that opportunities are always out of reach, etc. are also on a hunt.

They carry their little baskets into the world looking for smelly nasty ugly goblin turds that prove to them that indeed “life is hard, then you die” or “there are no good men”, or “shit happens, it’s all bad”, “my parents hurt me so now I can’t love anyone”, or “I never make enough money”, “ I’m never going to get that raise I deserve”, “I don’t have a college degree so I can’t get ahead”, “ It’s sooo hard to attract clients!”, “Someone stole all my ideas.” etc.

The difference is what you’ve been hunting for.

The Dude Abides (what my friend Pam Grout declares in her book E-Squared) is the principle that if you request to see a blessing then hunt for it, you will collect at least one for your basket in 48 hours, (more once you get the hang of it). The Dude, God, Source, Field, or Quantum Fred is going to show you something amazing hidden just for you if you ask to see it!

So the challenge this week is to peel your life off your face, (it really wasn’t meant to be suction-cupped on there anyway), and grab a basket, put on some childlike wonder, listen for Big Daddy’s voice coming through your intuition and the signs and omens around you and hunt for your sweet eggs that were hidden just for you.

Do NOT put any turds in the basket, even if they feel hypnotic and say things like “here I am you know me pick me pick me”.

Put your fingers in your ears and go “lalalallalallalalla”.

New beginnings bring new life, an attitude adjustment and Ta-Da your basket will be full. Ask for a blessing, no matter what is happening in your life, EXPECT to see it just like when you were six and could hardly wait to see the pretty colors hiding behind the door!

Write me about your blessings!  I will not be reading any posts or mail that trumpets about what’s wrong with the world and your difficult life, even though I am compassionate, and I get that life will bring its challenges, this week we’re not doing that.

Share the good stuff in the comments section so others can be inspired! The kind of stories you just can’t make up! Ask for a blessing, an undeniable billboard of a blessing to show up in your life in the next 48 hours and then come tell us.

Bring the good vibe to share with my tribe!!

‘Til next time

I send you tons of Love (I always have extra for you.)

Colette.

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