Rubies on the Road Less Travelled!

THANK YOU COLETTE…………more light more love more inspiration AWESOMENESS BLESS YOU FOR THiS BEAUTIFUL GIFT ON THANKSGIVING NAMASTI TO YOU AND YOURS AND EVEN THE FURRY HUMAN BEINGS {four legged ones} kathleen+-

Oh, Colette — I really needed this message today, and thank you so much… you spoke of looking into the dark part of ourselves, and the painful parts of growing, and I want to share this with you…

An old high school classmate of mine died a few days ago (run over by a drunk driver). In high school, he was very awkward. I mean VERY. And I in my adolescent insecurity was not the nicest person to him. He asked me to the senior prom because we were just about the last two people in the school who didn’t have a date, and I went with him but I ditched him.

Because our 30th reunion happened a couple years ago, a lot of us gathered on facebook to organize it. So I became “friends” again with this man, who had grown up to be a doctor. We were able to exchange articles, and friendly chit-chat, and I was impressed by how well he had turned out. Now, when I look at facebook, there are endless testimonials from his patients and his friends about what a truly selfless person he was — always giving money and healthy organic snacks to the homeless, to his co-workers, to his friends who needed help; picking up trash in the street, . He was a boddhicitta in every possible way. And I am not just talking about the instant saint-hood conferred on the recently dead — these were some incredibly powerful stories about the boy I had known and the man he turned into.

When you talk about facing the dark, I ask myself now why couldn’t I have been nicer to him way back when? Why did I have to be mean? I used to think I was doing him the favor by being his date to the prom because no one else would — now I think, given what I know now, that it was him doing me that favor. I think he was so awkward then because he was already so deep, already such an old soul, that he couldn’t fit in with the idiocy of the high school experience. I wish that I could have been less frightened of what people said about me and instead have been a better friend.

I know we like to say that everything unfolds perfectly, just the way it’s supposed to do, but that feels difficult to accept when someone like that is taken so young.

Regarding the other thrust of the article, about marking a passage or growth, I get tattooed when there is something important I need to commemorate. That way it is on my skin where I can see it every day, people can ask about the meaning of my tattoos if they want to, and then I can share some of my stories. I love my ink. And my kids all think I am bad-ass. 😉

Thank you again so much for this message you gave us today. It was perfectly spot-on.

Sad deserted shore, your feathered friends are leaving
Oh, but then you know, it’s time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time

And I am not alone while my love is near me
And I know it will be so till it’s time to go
So come the storms in winter and then the birds in spring again
I do not fear the time

Sandy Denny – Fairport Convention – Who Knows Where the Time Goes

In reading this comment I think we all can relate to how Ellen feels . We have all done these things as our souls were growing . It is just part of the whole picture . No need to feel badly Ellen , Your reaction when young was normal. It made you who you are today , a good person who realizes the mistakes we all made when young . Your friend lived out his souls purpose and he evolved as he was meant to. Now he can do his work o the other side ! As always Collette , thank you ! The cards were spot on ! Makes us all more accountable for what we do and how we feel! Love the new hair !

“Living in the Solution”———–oh how I love this!

Snap–a decision is made! The goblins have been whispering and tugging at my ear lobes and pulling my shirttail and yanking on my crown!

I sat in the dentists chair. About to get a filling replaced for the umpteenth time! My front two teeth. Such a mess. Worn down and shorter than my eye teeth. Both of them having fillings that last 18 months and then BAM-redo! Discolored to a shade of puce I have always hated! (Messing with my full face smile). Soooooooo-SNAP!!!! Doc—-please can we do crowns for these teeth??

Whisper whisperpssst psssst PSSSSST— MERCURY IS RETROGRADE!!! ARE YOU CRAZY!!

But this is not the usual impulse buy. I have wanted to properly repair these teeth for years. What I did finally realize, is I am the only one I need to give me permission to do it! From childhood to adulthood, there has always been someone else holding the decision bag. It was always up to them to reach into it and pull out the answer coin while I waited in silence hoping that it would be a yes with my name and need written on it.

So this Merc retro allowed me to revisit the lost little woman-child and become my own mind. And it allowed me to discern a permanent repair from a something impulsive purchase. I mean, “All I Want For Christmas is My Two Front Teeth”!!!!!!! That wish goes way back! It’s not like I was stand in an antique shop about to grab another lace tablecloth.

So now that Merc is transitioning forward, time to go get my tattoo, do a purple streak in my hair and hit the antique shops! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR HAIR COLETTE—-it is bringing out the twinkle in your halo!

Giggling as I read this post….because you nailed so many things at once. I think that I say to at least one client a day that we go through growth like a spiral going up so it can feel like “hey I did this before” (and get discouraged) when rather it is the next layer up (and we should be encouraged). The growth is never done….although we get a rest when we finally go Home….And those people and situations around us that we would sometimes like to run screaming from….well, those are part of our grand design to grow. I often say what the heck was I thinking when I planned this one LOL That pink cloud experience is never far away….I keep mine tethered on a long string so I can pull it in like a helium balloon and remember that good bits when the current bits are challenging.
Ruby….well….while the red hair thing looks fabulous on you it would not suit me so I think that I will go with my red boots…it will be cold enough here soon to wear them 🙂

Colette, The energies,mine and other people’s, have battered me about lately. I have felt an urgency to move forward that has caused me to be filled with nervousness. And wondering if I’m going down the right path. I know You love to ride motorcycles. Well as a sign yesterday I was offered to take my first motorcycle ride (at the age of 58) and though I was terrified I did it. Riding along with the air blowing in my face, Looking at all the beautiful fall colors I felt a calm wash over me. And I knew everything would be alright. And that I need to follow that yellow brick road much more often. To not to fear the unknown because that is where you can find the most joy. Thank you, Collete, for all you do for people. You word inspire me and others every day.

I received my (your) new oracle cards and sat down this past Sunday and read your book and pulled 3 oracle cards. The first one was New Life. It gave me chills as I have been working on myself to once again start new. All 3 cards I pulled were right on the money and again today. I can’t tell yoy how much Ilove your new cards and I love you
Thank you so mucy

“Where you’re from, it doesn’t matter, what you wear it doesn’t matter, the way you move it doesn’t matter,
It doesn’t matter how you cut your hair, it’s what’s inside that counts.” Doug Wilde.

I remembered this tune. As I have always felt different, I used to constantly compare and measure my self-worth/
insecurities against how others “appeared”, I never quite measured up. TO WHAT???? To a standard that was created
from the outside in. It was my expectations that were creating this illusion. I was never meant to be like anyone else.
I was created a unique soul, unlike anyone, and today I wear that proudly. I am so much more at home in my soul.
I remind myself of Dr. Wayne Dyer and his comment ” To be free of the good opinions of others”, the tribe. It takes
courage to stand alone, to be your “original” self. To express your truth, in whatever form moves you whether it be
creative pursuits, how you dress, your language. We are all a part of Source’s artistry, and co-created so each of us
fills an irreplaceable place in the divine puzzle. When we can embrace and welcome all of the forms of creative
self-expression, we open our minds and hearts to invite the strange, the unknown. Fear can block the exchange .
“One can either be a work of art, or wear a work of art” Oscar Wilde.
What I have learned is that those who “appear” or try to leave an “impression, are not always sincere, or authentic.
The masquerade to create an image, is often at way too high a cost to the soul. It catches up with us when we are
not living in alignment with our true selves. The person we hurt most is our “self” and of course others we share
our lives with. The best shift I can make is in my attitude, beliefs, and habits. When I change my mind, seems every-
thing else falls into place. No more need for “competition”. No one can fill my place. Sometimes that is such a blessing
because it isn’t always easy being me.
” Be yourself, everyone else is already taken”. Oscar Wilde.

It’s been a busy road for me this year too! I found you, Colette, and Christiania Northrup and others, that have boosted me further along! It has been painful at times, the clearing and looking into the dark juicy parts of myself and loving and hugging them into the light hasn’t been easy. But, today, my cards were from the Avalon deck…Death, The Eagle, The Hawk….just what I hoped to see. The old is dying, my outlook has widened and the message is on it’s way. What a marvelous feeling….I marked it by buying a piece of jewelry that I just “happened” to spot! I have worn the infinity symbol for a long time, to remind me of our infinite being and that there is no limit. Well, I happened on an infinity necklace of white and black diamonds….it struck me as not only the reminder of my inifinte-ness, but also of the dark and light that radiates thru me and makes me…me! The following is a poem that I found years ago and keep hanging on my office wall at all times….a reminder…the road less traveled reminder.

The easy roads are crowded
And the level roads are jammed;
The pleasant little rivers
With drifting folks are crammed.
But off yonder where it’s rocky,
Where you get the better view,
You will find the ranks are thinning,
And the travelers are few.

Where the going’s smooth and pleasant,
You will always find the throng,
For the many—more’s the pity,
Seem to like to drift along.
But the steps that call for courage
And the task that’s hard to do,
In the end result in glory
For the never wavering few.

Edgar A. Guest

Thank you.