Vertical Drowning

She walked in with her long, skinny, slightly bowed legs, covered in hose which resembled a spider’s web, her dress playing peek-a-boo with her crotch.  This was not the first time this 51 year old leggy blonde had caused me to do a double take but it would be the last.

We sat in a booth at a high end Mexican restaurant scouring the menu for what tasty morsels we should eat for lunch. She opened the conversation giggling, “I am in therapy now but wanted to impress my therapist so I am lying to her.”

The conversation went from bad to worse as she told me of her sexual trysts and her newest pursuer, who had taken her to meet his family in another state, over the past weekend.  Announcing that he was in love with her and she could not understand why, she went on to order her second Margarita while letting me know that she was still sleeping with her, “friend with benefits.”

How did I get here? Why do I always give people the benefit of the doubt? I was taught not to judge people, to love them despite themselves, yet found myself remembering the one other time I had previously gone out with this woman.

There was a summer garden party at a posh home in the downtown area last year. She showed up in a skirt up to her ying yang, dressing more like a teenaged street-walker than a self-respecting banker and in 5 inch heels no less, making the lawn look more like a badly beaten polo field. It was a GARDEN PARTY on GRASS! As she strutted across the lawn, picking her heels out of the turf as she walked, I could not help but see a very insecure women who clearly was fighting the aging process.

Once again, she had too many glasses of wine and proceeded to confront an elderly couple who had mistakenly sat at her table. Instead of gently making them aware that it was the table she was occupying, she got in their faces and verbally assaulted them! I was mortified and embarrassed by her behavior and left promptly vowing that I would never go out with this woman again. Ironically, this is the very kind of person I have had so much success working with in my 20 year career.

It had been almost six months since I last saw her, so booking a lunch date with her seemed harmless. Now on her third margarita, I was beginning to squirm in my chair. While I have counseled hundreds of alcoholics and social drinkers over the years, and while I know it is a legitimate disease, it is hard for me to relate to this sort of addiction to any real degree. I have never like alcohol or the way it makes people act not to mention how hard it is on the physical body and organs. Smoking a thousand joints of pot will not damage the liver the way a year of nonstop drinking will.

My daughter’s father was a full-fledged alcoholic by the age of 17, when his wealthy parents left him alone in a fancy house with an open bar, to entertain his friends. Sadly he was drunk on the night I conceived and in the 1970’s as a society, we knew very little about fetal alcohol syndrome or bi-polar disease or the long term effects of alcohol on the developing fetus. I am now an expert on the subject after giving birth to a child who has spent the better part of 40 years battling the mental and emotional demons alcohol produces.

As I sat watching this bank associate become drunker by the minute, I felt helpless and lost as to what to do. I teach and counsel people every day yet on this hot, summer day, I was rendered useless. It is an overwhelming feeling of helplessness when you encounter someone you cannot help. That applies to many areas including trying to convince someone who has just had a heart attack, not to eat the fast food which clogged their heart to begin with. You cannot help anyone who refuses to listen if they don’t wish to help themselves.

She wanted to drive just across the parking lot to a department store and though she was handling those 3 large margaritas well, I was concerned. She phoned the friend with benefits and asked him to meet us in the parking lot as she peeled out and burned rubber in her $80,000 Audi sports car. My heart raced but I could not think of how to get away. I hurriedly walked through the store with her hoping the alcohol would wear off fast, repeatedly telling her that I needed to get back home and back to work. We left the store but only after she had flirted shamelessly with the teenage boy behind the counter! HOW DID I GET HERE?

She insisted on going back into the restaurant and was determined to have me meet this man who she had a relationship with. Little did I know she was trying to set me up with him!

As she stumbled to the bathroom, I informed the bartender not to serve her and to bring some coffee fast. I sat there so childlike, searching my soul for what to do and how to handle this. Shortly thereafter her friend arrived and I found my out. Staying less than ten minutes I left and drove home like Cinderella at midnight!

My question is “why?” Not why there is alcoholism, not why befriend someone like that, not even why I went in the first place. My question is, “Why do people drink?” She will tell you she is not an alcoholic like many who are in denial but I am referring to the tens of thousands who are not alcoholics yet who choose to drink.

Alcohol is stupid and it makes people stupid, they act stupid, they look like crap after a few drinks and by morning they look like a piece of yellow-green leather. What compels anyone to put something in their body that they cannot get out except if they vomit? What compels an intelligent human being to wallow in behaviors which resemble monkeys tripping on acid? What would cause a non-addict to want to be out of control of his bodily functions?  Is there something wonderful about slobbering, peeing yourself or hanging your head in a commode which no one ever explained to me? Are those who enjoy this, some sort of a sub-species that science has yet to discover?

And what about the morning after? How many of these people have awaken to see a total stranger lying in bed next to them? How many have died senselessly behind the wheel or have committed vehicular homicide after a night of getting s**t-faced? How many have lost their jobs because they got drunk and behaved like a fools at a Christmas or office party? How many have found themselves laying in their own vomit or excrement because they literally lost their mind and their common sense?

I cannot for the life of me wrap my brain around those who enjoy drinking at all much less those who do it in excess. After my death experience 20 years ago in the Austrian Alps, I saw life as so much more fleeting, precious and incredibly valuable. I can’t understand those who would squander it or want to forget that important tidbit for even one night. Those who are non-alcoholics yet drink in excess  and simply drink for the buzz, to forget, to relax or to just get stupid for a while, are a mystery to me and I pray to never be able to personally relate to them. I am thankful for common sense, balance, an inbred awareness of moderation and above all things, I am grateful for the self-respect and self-preservation instincts I have which would never find me drinking myself into a lesser gene pool.


Today’s Humorous Zen Moment

An atheist was seated next to a little girl on an airplane and he turned
to her and said, “Do you want to talk? Flights go quicker if you strike
up a conversation with your fellow passenger.”

The little girl, who had just started to read her book, replied to the total
stranger, “What would you want to talk about?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” said the atheist. “How about why there is no God,
or no Heaven or Hell, or no life after death?” as he smiled smugly.

“Okay,” she said. “Those could be interesting topics but let me ask
you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same
stuff – grass. Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns
out a flat patty, but a horse produces clumps. Why do you suppose that is?”

The atheist, visibly surprised by the little girl’s intelligence,
thinks about it and says, “Hmmm, I have no idea.” To which
the little girl replies, “Do you really feel qualified to discuss
God, Heaven and Hell, or life after death, when you don’t know shit?”

And then she went back to reading her book.Image

via Joe Power on Facebook

10 Ways to Increase Your Frequency or Lower It

In a world where every single day there are worldly and local events which energetically plummet and bombard your consciousness, there is no time like the present to learn a few tips to maintain your balance. While there are many more not listed here, these are just my top ten favorites and frankly the easiest to do. Staying centered in a volatile world is not only power-enhancing but it enables you to make better decisions and perhaps to be a part of the solutions in those areas where balance is key to being effective in helping others. Obviously moderation is the key to balance as is common sense. Most people have mastered awareness on how to maintain a healthy physical body so it is not  really rocket science to learn how to maintain your spiritual body. Medical science is beginning to understand measurable frequencies within the human body which when lowered cause the body to become vulnerable to sickness and disease. The human body has both an epi-kinetic energy field but more widely known, it has an electromagnetic field. Noise, pollution, noxious fumes, negative energy or being around those who are rattled, scattered, angry or simply over-excitable can alter the harmony of your own frequencies and again when lowered, you are vulnerable to more than just physical sickness, you are vulnerable to the negative forces. Maintaining a higher frequency not only increases your light mass but it conditions your consciousness. Here are just a few ways to keep your shine beginning with those things which lower your frequency.

10 things that lower your frequency or vibration

1.  Emotionality, rage, anger, crying, depression

2.  Sex in high doses

3.   Excess~ the use of alcohol, drugs or even excessive housework will ground you

4.    Extreme physical activity such as sports, exercise, moderation the key

5.   Worrying, nervousness or fretting

6.   Eating red meat which grounds you

7.   Behaviors such as hating, lying, cheating, drama, manipulating, etc

8.    Self-pity

9.    Judging others

10.   Complaining, griping, condemning, criticizing

10 things that raise your frequency

1.   Meditation

2.   Prayer

3.    Classical music or inspirational music

4.   Eating vegetarian avoiding all meats

5.   Helping others/random acts of kindness

6.   Thai Chi , yoga or walking

7.    An elevated dialogue inner and outer

8.    Interacting with pets/animals/nature

9.    Visualization

10.  Bringing yourself to near orgasm (self/masturbation) but not actually having one actually raises your light.


Songs from the Sea

It had been a challenging year filled with the monstrous, the mundane and the mystical. The sea had been calling me for months so when I arrived in Hawaii on April the 8th, the sand and surf were like old friends, washing in to greet my bare and hungry feet, flooding my soul with a stream of memories.

We arose early on the morning of the new moon, a great day to begin a new adventure for those traveling with me who had never experienced what me and thousands of others have, swimming with the wild dolphins of Kona. This was my 5th swim with these large gentle creatures of the sea, animals I have lobbied to help for more than 25 years. My friends and I had also been praying for a whale to show up even though we knew the whale watching season was over.

The morning began with a ritualistic prayer offered up by China Mike, our Hawaiian sea captain and owner of Sunlight on Water. With a blow of his handmade musical wind instrument, we paid homage to mother earth, the sun and sea, giving thanks for the opportunity, no, the privilege, to be a part of the magical dance of the dolphins. After instructions were offered to the newbies, dolphin protocol, the boat began the journey into deeper waters. Twenty minutes later, we arrived. Now in the middle of the Pacific, everyone putting on snorkel gear and fins, we leapt from the boat, dropping into the cold waters with a gasp, then in sweet surrender.

The ocean is a guarded beast, alive and full of its own secrets. Only 19 months had passed since I last swam these waters and navigated the dolphins’ azure blue terrain. I was broken then, after going through a series of events which had left me weak and heavy hearted, to say the very least.  I had gone to Hawaii knowing the only thing that could possibly heal my soul, was getting back into the water with these evolved creatures. I had flown first class to Maui where I spent the first 4 days wandering aimlessly through the rainforests and around the island and hotel, stopping to cry at every turn. In a desperate attempt to break the cycle of gloom and sorrow, I booked a flight to the Big Island and the Waikoloa Hilton, one of my favorite places in the world to vacation. When I arrived, I was beyond broken, I was exhausted from spending 5 days on Maui, an over-populated, traffic infested, honeymoon saturated, touristy, financially pillaging island, which has little to no beauty for me and nothing to offer  this world traveler.

I am speaking absolute truth when I tell you this; from the moment I landed on the Big Island and got into my rented Mustang convertible, I was a different person, suddenly re-energized and alive with wonder. The ancients and natives of Hawaii are keenly aware of the different energies which emanate from each island. Suffice to say, me and the Big Island are one, the energy so beautiful, peaceful and calming, I felt like I was home. As I drove the car from the airport to the Hilton with the top down and the wind dancing and winding through my hair, I was literally screaming with joy and woo-hooing like a cowgirl drunk on life!

The next day, as I swam in the ocean filming the beautifully playful dolphins, something interesting happened. I suddenly knew why so many tell of stories, that when they are close to drowning, the ocean seemed to summon them to surrender in a hauntingly beautiful liquid song. The sounds of the ocean are so unique with dolphins and whales chanting their mating calls, while the ocean itself, has a serene song all its own, but you have to really listen to hear. I have often thought, that only the spiritual beings who journey to the sea, are capable of hearing its vastness and breathe. Much like musical notes have their own vibration and energy, the ocean has its own unique musical signature too. There are vortexes in the ocean that are like a spiralization of dancing light which look something like a ceiling fan or windmill turning, and they are hypnotic and entrancing. You feel them capture you, mesmerized by the beauty as they harken you to surrender. It is one of mother earth’s many mysteries and one which engrossed, enthralled and perplexed me all at the same time.

Thankfully, time and dolphins heal all wounds and as I returned this time to swim with the dolphins, I was keenly prepared to meet the abyss and yet eager to greet those hauntingly mystical vortexes. Once again, as hundreds of dolphins surrounded me and playfully urged me to interact with them, I saw it again, that familiar, glistening funnel, inviting me to come in. Suffice to say, I love life with a passion but I tell you true, that I am certain of this; the hypnotic grave of the sea has a calming center for mariners and swimmers who have been consumed by it. Somehow it brings me peace to know that those who have died at sea were engaged and engulfed by the oceans song. The song of the sea gives life to those who need respite or restoration and gently takes life, for those who need a change of planet, yet in both cases, the ocean does it with spinning light and a song.Image

The Enigmatic Form

The human body is divinely designed to accommodate the multiple chapters of your life. In your youth you have a body built to attract a mate and create life, by middle age you have a body made to hold your children with enough girth to carry all your interests and activities. In your golden years you have a form which is more fragile so that others will not focus on your form but will focus on the great wisdom you have amassed and lend an ear to the infinite well of experience you have garnered. No matter what shape your body takes in between, your beauty is not predicated on your physical shell. Some of the most beautiful people in the world did not have model good looks. Conversely some of the most physically beautiful people today often were considered ugly ducklings in childhood including this writer. The greatest beauty emulates from those at peace with themselves. The beauty that surpasses and supersedes all physical traits is the inner light existent in all, though many have dulled their glow. The more you strip away the hurts, slights, resentments, beliefs and limitations, the greater the light shines through. The greater the light, the more youthful you look, the less wrinkled you become and the more beautiful you are. Beauty is in every form of creation no matter what you look like, no matter what size your body, its the size of your heart which defines your beauty. ~Ariaa Jaeger ~ Ariaaisms~ Spiritual Food for the Soul~ ©2013 copyright All rights reserved ~ Http://