Thanksgiving 2013 Fourteen Things to Be Thankful For; #1 through #7

#1 Life, the gift of breath ~ You may have health challenges but you are ALIVE and when applied, you have the mastery to heal yourself. You wake up every day and breath flows through you. Life is a gift and you are a gift to all of life. Join me in proclaiming, “Today I am grateful for LIFE!”

#2 Eyes, the gift of sight ~ Whether you are sighted or not we all see at a multitude of different levels. Sensing is seeing and those who are non-sighted see through all their other senses. Meditation enables and opens the third eye and your ability to see beyond the ordinary into the extraordinary. Intuition is another way of seeing, you are seeing with your higher self, your God-self. Then there are the eyes, the way most drink in life. We awaken and behold the blue of the sky, we gaze into the stars with wonder and we behold the bounty and beauty all around us. Join me in proclaiming, “Today I am grateful for my eyes which behold the beauty of all creation!”

#3 Home, the gift of a warm roof over your head ~ Whether you are rich or poor, you are blessed to have a warm roof over your head. It doesn’t matter if it is a palace or a shack because “The true beauty of a home is measured by the love in every room.” So many times we forget that many do not have a place to call home. During this wondrous Thanksgiving season I urge you to walk through every room of your house, condo or apartment and bless each one filling it with love and gratitude. Join me in proclaiming, ” I am thankful for my home~

#4 Family, the gift of a tribe ~ Whether you are related by birth or you create and form your own family from your friends or in a multitude of others ways, those you call your family add to the depth and breadth of your life each day. Often we forget that many people have no family. Many have lost them through death or simply old age and more folks than you know spend Thanksgiving and holidays alone and are alone year round. What constitutes a family may vary but the love you have for each other is eternal. During this wondrous Thanksgiving season, I urge you to count your blessings and be thankful for those who make up your family unit. Whether perfect or dysfunctional, for someone alone, having a family is but a dream and those of you who have one are living the dream. Join me in proclaiming, I am thankful for my family!

#5 Mind, the gift of a healthy brain ~ Whether you are an intellectual, naturally gifted or simply a student of life, your mind/brain is the operations center of the body. We often forget how vital this organ is and how much of a roll it plays in our emotions, our actions and the functionality of the body. You are in control of your thoughts but the brain sends those messages throughout the body and into the universe where the coupling of energy and angels add in creating collective mass. What you think becomes your reality and ultimately your truth. What a powerful thought. Join me in proclaiming, “I am thankful for a healthy mind and thoughts which generate my reality!”

#6 Arms, the gift of hugging & holding ~ Whether you are a touchy-feely person or more reserved, the ability to hug animals, babies and human beings is one of the greatest and most undervalued gifts we have. Hugging is bliss when your arms are fully engaged and wholly wrapped around someone you love or even wrapped around a total stranger. I live to love and live to hug because a hug can say what words cannot. It speaks volumes to your affection, your openness and to the kind of person you are, one full of love and caring. Your arms were divinely designed to hold and hug and what life would be like if we did not possess this amazing faculty. Join me in proclaiming “I am thankful for my arms which hold, hug and express my love for all!”

#7 Food, the gift of good nutrition ~ Whether you are rich or live modestly chances are you have food on your table and in your tummy everyday. World hunger has reached epic proportions and many take for granted that in our towns, cities and homes food is readily available. Food nourishes the body which stimulates the mind and for many of us dining with friends, family and those we love is a beautiful blessed event. Today I urge you to remember with every bite you take that you are living a dream millions will rarely know. Join me in proclaiming, “I am thankful for an abundance of food which nourishes my body, stimulates my mind and feeds my spirit.”

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The Science of Hate

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The Science of Hate

By Ariaa Jaeger

“To get past hate, you must go to the root of all forms in the secret place where love arises. From this place, my friend, the divine spark bursts forth.” ~ Faouzi Skali (20th-21st Century)

Historically hate was once contained to holy wars or political circles but in this new age of electronic media it has found a new audience to feed its insatiable appetite and with far greater impact. With the onslaught of social media in 2004 when Facebook arrived on the scene followed by Twitter in 2006, cyber bullies and haters have become commonplace. Singer Susan Boyle, Chef Rachel Ray and many other celebrities know firsthand the sting of blogs, news stories and magazine articles declaring truth in fabricated and slanderous gray journalism. But today in social media you can find ordinary, hardworking, God loving, law-abiding citizens, spiritualists, philosophers, minor celebrities and popular social media personalities the target of online bullies and angry souls who have an excess supply of jealousy, envy, anger and little to no success of their own. A haters goal is to project or hurl as it were, his or her self-hate onto you and though it may feel very personal, it never is personal.

 The very word “hater” was not even in the dictionary before social media became the new playground and fodder for the bottom feeders of society who could gather a large audience quickly and ensure their own popularity with the lowest forms of humanity. Satan had found his new regime in these punks and attention seeking bullies who have been responsible for more young people committing suicide than any other group in history.  Where self-respect and personal dignity once thrived in the days of our grandparents and great-grandparents, today’s climate is one which is self-serving, over wrought with a sense of entitlement and a demographic which thrives on instant gratification and hungers for fame.

What is the psychology of hate? Adolph Hitler, Ann Coulter, Rush Limbaugh are all known for espousing hate ad nauseam and rose in popularity because of the rhetoric and propaganda they delivered into a world hungry for fresh blood. Today’s new breed of hater is cult-like and has electronic media and a gaggle of dysfunctional people who will help spread the hate to ensures it bleeds into the search engine mainstream.  Where bullies use to be satisfied with taking their target down, many haters have become downright dangerous and hell bent on destroying their victim. There is not a week go by that we don’t see a news story of some teenager who has committed suicide because of the callous actions of bullies and haters. They have taken self-loathing to a new level, regurgitating their own unhappiness onto innocent people. Those who engage in this type of behavior are typically unhappy, unsuccessful, addicted to drugs or alcohol, have low to no self esteem and many have experienced being bullied themselves at one time or another. They feed on the need to control, manipulate and contort truth, yet many are unable to grasp or discipher what actual truth is. They are also prone to violence, hurting animals and hurting themselves and many times have a criminal history.

What haters fail to see and fully grasp is the law of karma which inevitably returns to them usually with far greater impact doing far worse damage than they have done to their intended victims. Typically haters are not very educated and are never spiritually evolved thus they do not understand the laws of physics and the spiritual law of intention.  When combined energy and mass create a combustible cocktail of energy can often return to the hater within weeks and months of their acts of bullying.

The Grammy-winning Songwriter Malik Yusef summed it up best in his beautiful Huffington Post blog, “The Psychology of Hate.” http://www.huffingtonpost.com/malik-yusef/the-psychology-of-a-hater_b_1491354.html ) “The best way to tell a hater is: look at how they treat others and look at their actions. Don’t think you are special. If they tear down and disrespect people they consider friends, and then smile in their faces when they come around, don’t deceive yourself as though they won’t be the same with you. I think the hardest thing for us as humans to do is accept people for exactly who they are. As Maya Angelou said, “When someone shows you their true colors, believe them.” Hatred ultimately destroys the hater. Don’t get tricked into thinking that you have to carry the burden of hate. The psychology of a hater is to impose their self-hate on others. It’s not as much about you as it is about them. Don’t take hate personally, because at the end of the day — it just isn’t. Don’t look at hate as a reflection of yourself and your work, but don’t use it as a crutch either. Take time to reflect and critique yourself and surround yourself with others who are honest enough to do the same. Now go get you some haters!”

The Greatest Prayer Ever Spoken

 

There was a small village where everyone knew everyone and there was one woman in particular who would rise up early every morning and she would greet the day with the same prayer as she plucked the fresh vegetables from her garden to sell in town. At evenings end while tending to her small flock of chickens removing the fresh new laid eggs, that same prayer once again fell from her lips. Widowed and alone for many years she knitted by the fire each night with no regrets of her loss and no pining for her future and again said her beautiful prayer aloud as she rocked in her creaky wooden rocking chair. As darkness set in she could be found counting the coins and a few dollar bills she had earned taking her fresh vegetables to the town square everyday selling them to the locals. Her house was simple but warm, her clothes tattered but neat and her shoes bore the signs of walking into town every day to share her freshly grown corn, some squash, a few heads of lettuce, some beans and a couple of tomatoes. Many times she found herself surrounded by those who had nothing to eat but she gave generously of what little she had. Everyone knew and loved this woman and while she had little they all thought she was a very wealthy woman because she owned a nice house, had plenty of food and always shared with those less fortunate. Little did they know that she was living and surviving by simple grace. But in her mind she was rich because she was loved and to a woman alone, being loved by many was her great treasure of wealth.

Everyone in this small town had heard that her good fortune was made because of the same prayer she recited over and over again all throughout the day. No one had ever heard her pray yet many had come to her for prayer knowing her reputation for being a great intercessor and instrument for the monumental power of prayer. They grew more curious with every passing day.

At church one winters morning, the local preacher announced that this endearing soul was willing to share her prayer with the congregation of about 20 people. She felt her days were growing short on the earth and having no family, she thought it best to pass her gift along to those she loved.

She rose slowly from a pew near the front and made her way down the aisle nodding to every smiling face eagerly awaiting to here this powerful majestic prayer which they had heard about for years. The room grew still, the only sound was the clog sound of the orthopedic shoes she wore as she climbed up to the podium. She raised her hands up to the sky and for a moment the parishioners thought she was about to pray but not a word fell from her lips. Her hands now descended from the heavens and she folded them at her bosom and bowed her head….the small crowd followed her lead. Her chest began to swell, the energy was palatable and with what felt like it was her dying breath espousing her last wish, she opened her mouth and with all her might and a passion which transcended words she spoke the greatest prayer ever said. “Thank you.”  ~Ariaa Jaeger

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