F.I.R.S.T., S.L.O.W. D.O.W.N.
 
F ast! Furious! Hurriest! Get ‘er done!

I nstantly, we are not here as we
R ace to the next thing and lose
S ight of
T his  –  moment  –  of  –   life  –   happening  –   now.
 
S o simple. Exhale. Sigh.
L et the  body relax and
O pen to the unhurried
W isdom
D eep within itself.  Pause. Breathe. Re-
O rient to that ever-present
W ellbeing. There’s
N ever truly any rush. Eternity unfolds Itself on its own, perfect timing
                                    One flower, one cloud and one YOU at a time.

Y.O.U. H.A.V.E. F.U.L.L. P.E.R.M.I.S.S.I.O.N. O.F. B.E.I.N.G.

Y ell or whisper, be
O pen or closed, be
U p or down, be
H umble or puffed up with a swagger and a smirk. It’s all
A llowed.  What if it’s more than allowed but actually
V enerated by whatever the
E nergy is that
F orges and fuels us? We can’t
U nderstand that kind of unlimited creation of
L ife in the exploration of its infinite self from our
L imited human
P erspectives. But we can
E avesdrop by every thought, feeling and action that
R olls through us.  The
M ysterious magic of that Beyond
I ntelligent Power is really the
S ource of all “our” doings.  We are sweet
S pectators with the barest
I nkling that there is only
O ne and that Oneness, that Wholeness leaves
N othing out. It’s
O bvious that anything, any way of being that we could ever be, comes
F rom the Wild Inclusiveness. And so we
B e.  What are we judging, resisting, claiming as our own or
E mbracing when a thought, a mood
I nvites itself in?  When we look up at the sky of being and the unfathomable movement of Creation, we can see that
N othing is personal. And every surprising moment is a
G ift given. Be freely, knowing all of it is the changing, surprising play of Life, discovering Itself through YOU. 

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Let’s wave our magic wands and give ourselves full permission to be all that we are. Especially since we’re going to be however we are in every moment, whether we give ourselves permission or not!
Love to you,
Christina

I. A.M. W.A.Y. B.I.G.G.E.R. T.H.A.N. A.N.Y. T.H.O.U.G.H.T., I.D.E.A. O.R. S.T.O.R.Y.

I t’s impossible to contain you!
A nyway, who do you think you are?! 
M ore than you think, that is for certain.  Look at yourself with
W onder and
A mazement! What you think
Y ou are is only a fraction of what you can perceive. You are
B eyond all
I maginable
G ood.  You are
G reater, larger than anything and
E verything you’ve ever
R ealized about yourself.  The
T ruth is that
H owever you’ve conceived yourself to be, you are as vast as
A wareness Itself.  And there is
No one thought that can define or explain the
A ll-encompassing consciousness that lives as you right
N ow. 
Yes, you. Me.  All
T hings
H ave more to them than any
O ne idea.  There is more to all of us than we can
U nderstand
G iven our single viewpoint as a
H uman that can register only the
T iniest fraction of what exists, what is possible – even in ourselves. Yes, we, YOU are
I nimitable!  The truth of you is far-greater than the mind can fathom, yet your unique, HUGE
D esign is
E xquisitely YOU!  It’s just that “you” are far bigger than your brain can
A llow. So, maybe feel into the
O pen, unknowable
R eality of your own
S ublime Presence. Lean in and
T ouch that simultaneous
O neness and the individual you that It expresses. And in that loosening of surety,
R elax into, ease everywhere into, the reality of
Y ou that is so, so, SO much bigger than any thought, idea or story ever could be.

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With love from the biggness of me to the biggness of you,
Christina

D.O.N.’.T. T.A.K.E. I.T. P.E.R.S.O.N.A.L.L.Y.

D ifferent people,
O ther worlds,
N ever ending
T houghts….
T ruth depends on which
A ngle you’re viewing from. We
K now nothing, really.
E verything is a tiny
I nterpretation of
T rillions of
P ieces of information.
E verything is
R eceived through the
S enses, the lenses of bias,
O pinion and what we’re open to, used to and comfortable with.
N o – nothing is personal.  Not even your own thoughts.
A bsolve yourself from taking those personally too.
L iberate yourself of that mistaken identity.
L eave it all be. Let
Y ourself be free.
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Hugs,
Christina

I lived in my town, La Mesa, for 8 years before it dawned on me that “la mesa” is Spanish for “the table.”   I’ve been trying to find my proverbial (and fairly literal) place at the table for as long as I can remember. I speak some Spanish and knew that “la mesa” means “the table.”  But I was so focused on trying to get to the table, that I couldn’t see that I had arrived.  The short version is that I was raised with the strong message that food – and life – were for other people.  Very understandably, throughout my entire life, my mind has been trying to figure out ways out of that closed, no-win premise. 
 
But the premise isn’t real.  It’s just not true.  This misperception of lack and disconnection has caused so much suffering in myself, others and the world.  The panicked grabbing for more: trying to fill up a perceived need for belonging with substitutes like too much TV, shopping, foods, drugs, the illusion of control……   Substitutes that leave us with empty bellies, hearts and the same painful untruths.
 
As the mirage fades, I see what is really there.  We already belong.  We are already full of connection, enoughness, resources, safety, love…..   Now I see the sparkling feast of life itself.  I see that there is a place for me and that there always has been.  I see that everyone is an honored guest at this banquet.  This buffet of experiences.  And – sweet awe! – that we are all welcome to choose freely from the vast array of offerings.  We, I, will not be given a frantic 5 minutes to cram in whatever comes to hand first, making do with whatever we can get but left unsatisfied.   Food, human connections, work, play, creativity, and all of the endless variety and forms of aliveness are here for us.  Life is available.  Welcome, honored and celebrated for always, we can come and go, taking what actually truly nourishes us at any given time.
 
It’s hard to comprehend the never-ending abundance of this feast of offerings.  Truly, we can be in awe at the very fact that a table even exists!  When we pause to reflect, it’s an amazing thing that there is a table.  And a chair. And a body and beingness here to witness and wonder at it all in the first place. The first place. The original place. The natural place at the table. It’s clear to me now that I’ve found (remembered) my place here at the table.  It’s obvious that we all have a place here. That we all belong. How can it be otherwise? Life is not missing anything. It’s whole, and in the definition of wholeness all the parts are included.  We are all included. We are all most revered guests.  And the feast is infinitely more because we are all here together.  Dear friends, we all have a home here at the table.  My heart is so full to see you seated here with me.

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So much love,
Christina