Doing today’s Vibe Report was a blast.

When I started this new site, I was somehow worried I would find myself on some days not finding anything positive or interesting to share.

My experience has been anything but that.

In fact, the only challenge I have is that I want to spend MORE time looking at all the cool things going on.

In retrospect, and for my own future reference, I think my initial fears were more a matter of me fearing I would wake up some days not able to *see* the positive… this is a beautiful observation and reminder to me - and a validation of why I set out to do the Vibe Report to begin with.

So on to the idea behind this post’s title…

Today’s Vibe Report captivated my imagination on several fronts.

For one - there’s that awesome story about Sony’s Foam City. I absolutely LOVE seeing stories where people find ways to place us in that special place where we are filled with wonder. Even better to read those rare stories where a major brand is able to do this.

I am still reminded of this dreamy Adidas commercial:

Imagination and wonder are the gateways to so many good things that life has to offer.

Today’s Vibe Report also caught my imagination because of the juxtaposition of the New York Times article about money and happiness and the article following that about how happiness comes from within, published on the same day, from India Times.

As if that’s not enough, what great fun to also stumble across stories about doggy mansions and the possibility of someday growing flowers on the moon!

I am just feeling and wanting to share my gratitude for our collective imagination, and ability to still find a sense of wonder.

Can you feel it too?

Everywhere I look, I see it happening. I have friends who are taking off on new jobs. It seems like many are experiencing a renewed interest in politics. Even the economic downturn has some people taking a closer look at their core values… making hard choices is sometimes a way forward to a better life.

And here at High Vibe It - things are changing too.

First, I want to send out my greatest appreciation for all of the support the site is getting. Traffic and membership are up. There are still great stories coming in.

And I am personally finding my groove with this work too.

I have revisited the whole concept of News That Resonates. I plan on growing that concept in the near future, and will be adding other sites and ideas to the mix.

And more recently, I have quietly launched the High Vibed Shop. Although the selection is limited in the beginning, this will be an awesome place for me to share designs and ideas.

As if that’s not enough, I want to say that the Vibe Report is a blast. I woke up this morning and found myself saying - wow, can’t wait to see what we’ve been up to lately! Checking in on all the wonderful things people are doing is like checking in with family to see what great things have been happening to them - only it’s a global vibe. You know?

Next up is a focus on my writing. There are several things in the works on the writing front. Opportunities and experiences that I am very excited about, but not quite ready to shout out to the world.

With that, I am also thinking this blog will become more and more a place for me to check in like this, and share my personal perspective and information on the High Vibe It site.

So as you can see, much is happening. Change can be beautiful, even when challenging. Launching new endeavors comes with its own set of fears. But it’s all good in the end. We’re all experimenting and at play in this grand adventure.

Thank you for stopping by and checking in!

You silly thinker… you dreamer of dreams, conjurer of all that is.

Here’s a question… what if you could think anything? What would you choose to think?

What if you stopped for a moment, let go of all your hard earned “wisdom” and considered the possibility - for just a moment- that you are thinking whatever you choose?

Why do you believe what you believe? Where do your thoughts come from?

We have a tendency to open our eyes and see the world “out there”… we raise our arms, point out there and say “there - that’s where it comes from… the world puts thoughts into me”. Or - we say our parents, our culture, our DNA, our God. Or some odd combination of these *other* sources.

But how can we know any of these things without first being able to conceptualize and imagine them?

We cannot.

It’s a classic chicken and egg question… which to me, points directly to the idea of an evolving consciousness that is both within us at our core and is outside of us everywhere. We are simply localized points of consciousness - considering ourselves, exploring a realm of our collective creation.

Language is a creative extension of consciousness. In our age of scientific progress, it seems that we have developed a tendency as a culture to be overly obsessed with literal interpretations of messages, stories, and texts. We have become culturally cynical - high on our self-perceived “knowledge”. We see contradictions everywhere - despite the ringing of truth that we feel in our gut.

That is a special kind of madness, if you ask me.

To hear truth calling out - to have our inner being resonate with the sub-text of a message - and yet cry out “no” as we mock the literal words we see before us.

What is humorous about this act is that we - the Big Collective We - have called forth these messages - and then we stand there saying “bah! how silly! that cannot be”.

We are children still - crying out for love and safety in a world we fear, and when we receive the loving embrace of Spirit - we defy and test the limits and act like we know it all already.

Every physical thing that is in existence today is here because it was called forth into being. There are no accidents. There are only ideas. Ideas that come forth into being.

Before a no-thing becomes some-thing - there was first an opening for it. A space created for it. This is true of every person. Of every flower. Building. Tree. Cloud. And every single atom.

We are at play amidst an orchestration of energy and matter that is simultaneously amazingly complex and beautifully simple. This truth defies the western mind’s addiction to duality.

We want to de-construct it. Like an enterprising child - we want to tear it apart and see if we can rebuild it. We want to imitate it. We want to understand - and so we ask a million questions, and when we get answers but do not understand - we blame the source. Stupid grown ups - what do they know?

Although this is neither inherently good nor bad - it is fun and funny. It is the play of life. We are embodied Spirits at play, learning to create, learning to master the power of creation.

As a culture - we have had amazing teachers. Ascended Masters, as they have been called by some. And as individuals, we all have teachers around us ready to help us along our way.

What I am enjoying today - is simply this awe inspiring observation - that we can and do think whatever we choose, whether we realize it or not. It is all too easy to get wrapped up in justifications and rationalizations - as we try to understand why we think what we do - we loose track of the core empowering truth - that we Choose our thoughts.

When I sit with this for a while, I am then quite easily brought to the awareness that this then means that I am NOT my thoughts.

Realizing and knowing this one simple core truth can be amazingly liberating.

For some, this will be obvious. For others, it may make no sense. For me, over the course of time, I seem to “get it”, and then lose it, and then find it again.

It is but a stepping stone on the path to greater awareness. But each step is worthy of deep appreciation.

With much gratitude, I will leave you with this for today, as I step back into my work-a-day world. And if I can bring a bit of this timeless awareness with me, all the better!

I am wanting to share a joy I have experienced today.

I fell asleep early last night, and slept very soundly. I woke up without an alarm around 4:30, and remembered this crazy idea I had last night that maybe I could run first thing in the morning.

I have NEVER been a morning runner. I can barely talk or walk straight until I sit for a few minutes with a cup of coffee… but the spirit moved me, so I got up and dressed lightly for a summer morning run.

When I stepped outside, I could feel the rain moving in - and saw lightning off in the distance, but it felt more like a dream than reality, so off I went.

Today’s run felt quite like the past ten months of my life.

Started out normal… but the wind moved in quickly. In an instant, the warmth of my bed and the safety of my home were behind me, and the unknown stretched out before me. The rain, like sorrow, poored down from above - but I knew I had to keep going. I knew my destination was to come back home… so I chose to enjoy the journey and take it all in.

The bursts of lightning illuminated the night sky, revealing large dark clouds that I did not know were there. But this storm did not come for me. I was in it… but not its target. Indeed, I could feel the fields of tall grass soaking up the rain, and see the flowers twisting and turning in the wind… no more ready to give up than I.

There were periods that the rain fell so sharply that I had to close my eyes. Running with my eyes closed in the twighlight of this strange transition from sleep to wakefulness… I had to trust that I was on the right path, and sense the ground beneath my feet.

Never for a moment did I tense up or feel ill at ease. In fact, I almost lost myself completely in the thick morning air. The rain drenched my exterior as I prayed for it to wash away the pain inside. Take the poison from my blood, I begged with an open heart.

I marveled at the beauty and complexity of the human form as the water hit every inch of my body, yet I breathed in deeply as I ran, knowing the oxygen was flowing to my muscles and skin. Feeling no desire to slow down or speed up, I just ran and ran until eventually my path brought me to my street. The place where my friends and neighbors live. The place where I have built my home.

This journey has its risks… we do not control what happens in the world around us… but we always have the freedom to choose how and who we are in this world. Even in the rain of sorrow, we can learn from life and find joy in the moments.

I feel blessed by this experience, and grateful that I have yet another shot to make this life what I want it to be.

Out of the mindlessness of sleep comes the wanting to be awake. From the soaking cold rain of sorrow comes a deep desire for sunny days. There is no right or wrong as we travel through the storms of life, but there is beauty all around us.

This was passed to me by a friend who knows my journey.

It is taken from this url - http://www.rainbowbody.net/Ongwhehonwhe/Earthbase.htm

This was passed on by Chief Joe Chasing Horse, a relative of Crazy Horse. He translated it from the words of a grandmother who was present when the words were spoken.

This is a statement of Crazy Horse as he sat smoking the sacred pipe at Paha Sapa with Sitting Bull for the last time, 4 days before he was assassinated. Many of these words are often repeated. There is one line often left out, that of the “young white ones”.

“Upon suffering beyond suffering; the Red Nation shall rise again and it shall be a blessing for a sick world. A world filled with broken promises, selfishness and separations. A world longing for light again. I see a time of seven generations when all the colors of mankind will gather under the sacred Tree of Life and the whole Earth will become one circle again. In that day there will be those among the Lakota who will carry knowledge and understanding of unity among all living things, and the young white ones will come to those of my people and ask for this wisdom. I salute the light within your eyes where the whole universe dwells. For when you are at that center within you and I am in that place within me, we shall be as one.”

– Crazy Horse

I too feel that the world is sick from broken promises, selfishness, and separations. These words bring a healing energy to my heart at a much needed time.

Thank you to my friend who understands where I am, and what lies within my heart of hearts. And thank you to each and every person that has supported me on this journey. It is my journey to travel alone, but we are all in this together. And I too long for that day that “we shall be as one”.