These amazing Christmas Canines would make great helpers. Watch this short video and see how these dogs party down on Christmas. These wonderful K9′s know how to throw a party while decorating the Christmas tree. Oh we can learn so much from them.

I hope you have helpers if you need it, if not then think out of the box.

“Would there be a topic that someone would care to have a story woven around?” Pretty Flower asked.”What about the stars?” said our astronomer friend.

Now that would seem like a simple little story, and it is. However, we seem to have the rules of creation so well established in our being that we forget that it is as we would like it to be. We simply need to be in touch with the spark of Creation within, and to allow ourselves to be in full vibration. And then we are a star in ourselves. We are Creation. There is a difference between creating and being Creation.

“All right. What a wonderful idea. One moment.” [She chants.]

There was one time, upon the petals of the flower and the leaves of the trees, and upon the grass, the blades of grass, and upon our green — little tiny droplets of dew.

And in the very early hours of the dawn, there comes the great creative spirit, the Holy of Holies, the Wind Spirit. And as he blows upon the droplets of dew, there is a vortex that is formed from his breath, and it pulls into its center, the droplets of dew. And they are formed within the vibration of the vortex, in the meadows — in the green there is the vortex.

And from the vortex there is a being that emerges. And the being is the wonderful vibration of the Princess of the Dew. And as she emerges, she views the surrounding vibrations on many levels, and she feels the green.

And as the dawn approaches, she finds herself walking and in her being, she seeks a vibration similar to hers. And as she finds none at the moment, she continues her travels, and she finds within her hand a flower. And as she looks at her hand and she sees the flower, lo and behold, the petals spring from her very palm. And she sees the flower, and she talks to the flower like her friend. And she carries the flower in her palm as she walks, and she feels the wonderful, refreshing companionship of the vibration in the flower.

And when she finds herself near the pond, near the catchbasin of the little trickles that have become bigger and bigger, and when she finds herself at the pond, she is delighted in the vibration of the water. And she holds up her palms, and she blows her breath upon the petals. And the petals, her wonderful friends, fall upon the water. And they stay atop of the water, and she sees them moving around.

And then she picks up another wonderful sparkling vibration, and she tosses it upon the water, and it floats. And its its like a cup on the water. And she sees that the contents of the cup upon the water is the wonderful, sparkling dust of the fairies. And she is most happy to be seeing that vibration on the water with her petal friends.

And as she is looking, she sees at her feet a tiny piece of wood. And she picks the piece of wood and she sets it on the water, and she gives it a tiny push with her finger. And it glides out in between the petals and near the cup of fairy dust. And she loves the vibration of her friends.

And she continues. As she wanders around the pond, she finds a feather, and she puts the feather in her palm, and she blows with her breath, and the feather lifts in the air and floats down to the pond. And she continues, finding wonderful surprises along the banks of the river. And each wonderful surprise, and each vibration is her friend. And she puts them all atop the water. And she watches them move about each other.

And then there is a realization within the wonderful dew maiden, the Princess of the Dew, and it is that she must travel on. That it is time to travel to a new vibration. And she is torn, and her heart feels a slight tug as she sees her friends, floating atop the water, and she knows not how to take them with her, and she knows not how to leave them.

And she sits aside the pond and she ponders the situation. And she calls to the Wind Spirit for advice. And she hears nothing. And she wonders what she will do. And the words come to her in the wondering, when she says, “What can I do?” And the “I do” reminds her that she has deep within her being the spark of the universe. The Creative Spark. And she allows her being to be in touch with the spark, and she hears the message. And she is whole and she stands, and she raises her arms and extends her being to her full capacity.

And then she bends down and she places on hand on the edge of the water, and she places the other hand on the edge of the water, and she grabs hold of the top of the water, and she makes a sound — that is, a vibration – - and there is a whirling in her being. And lo and behold, she pulls and she lifts the top of the water with her friends, she spins around, and she flings the top of the water upward.

And lo and behold, the birth of the stars. And her friends are with her always. And she sees the twinkling in the cup, and knows it is the fairy dust.

[She chants.]

Inception 2010

Identity 2003

Alice in Wonderland 2010

Exciting, thrilling, breath-taking, inspiring… It was not my intention to see them all in one week. Some I went to the cinema, others I just watched at home. They seemed to line up for me by coincidence. And what a coincidence! It’s so great to watch them together – sort of, to reinforce the power I have within me.

This is my life. This is my dream. So what do I have to be afraid of? The biggest enemy, or difficulty for that matter, is only enemy derived from my own mind, my own imagination and creation. If I can create it negatively, I shall know that I can also create it positively; or, to my higest good, leisurely.

Now take a breath. And take it easy. Life is a dream. We are IN this dream so we may have forgotten our head on the pillow somewhere in another dimension, while we are here fight and flight, suffer and satisfy. When we think we die, we may just wake up from another dream, in a dream. “Sometimes it feels so real that I forget it’s just a dream.” Alice said, and I laughed, dryly.

I have no idea what really created the voice in the head. That voice belongs to the fictional personality that came together with this physical birth of the body. It’s a dream character, and there is no way I can shut it off.

The only choice I have is choose not to listen. No need to fight. The criminal in “Identity” fought with his split personalities in vain. Let it speak, let it yell, let it make me afraid, but choose my choices anyways.

A beautiful poem to share

I dreamt I was sleeping

of times that were

I dreamt I was sleeping

through laughter and tear

I dreamt I was sleeping

of all I could be

I dreamt I was sleeping

across the great See

Wake up, wake up

I heard from within

Wake up, wake up

so life can begin

Wake up, wake up

to sleep is a lie

Wake up, wake up

for the God it is I

Here’s another poem by Rumi “Only Breath”

It is especially so when I read my book alone, when I meditate, when I face mountain ocean and sky; however, when I get back to daily life, there are the partner’s different ideas about everything triggering me, there are these office noises irritating me… I don’t know how I can go on being spiritual when I face all these unspiritual people.

My partner’s struggles, my tendency to try to fix him, his resistance, my annoyance… has been going on for a while.

This morning, on the way to work (oh how much I love walking to work every morning. It’s been delicious.), I suddenly opened a little more space in me, and in it I had a glimpse of perfection.

On my desk I wrote down two words for a while, “I ALLOW.” It’s until this morning that I really started to feel it. I’ve been judging everything, that’s why I wanted to fix, and I wanted to “make the world a better place”, which means a place that suits my vision, which I think is a highly advanced one…

But when I wrote down “I ALLOW”, I knew clearly that there is no polarity here. That means I allow EVERYTHING, including my partner’s struggles, which he has chosen, though unconsciously; including my own annoyance towards it… That means EVERYTHING, inside and outside. When I look at all of what’s going on without me and within me with understanding – I ALLOW, I started to feel excitement. Isn’t this what compassion is about? In this compassion, I could indeed see the perfection.

Because perfection IS reality, and reality IS what is. Reality is inclusive. It’s when we take side – either… or..— that we suffer.

“As you think, so you are.” If I could simply ALLOW, whatever is going on going on, I can indeed feel the true existence of the very I AM.

I am not the clouds which always change shapes. I am the blue sky, which accept all clouds.

I ask the question: What are you seeking for?
- A knowingness.
- Of what?
- Of reassurance.
- Of what?
- Of what’s really going on?

I see. My mind wants to be sure of the future, wants to “KNOW” the unknowable. This is the kind lf control game she’s been playing all her life. I wonder, looking at the result I’ve got today, wouldn’t it be worthwhile, for once, to let go of the trying to control – which includes what a particular person thinks about me; what my office executive’s personnel plan is…? It’s useless anyways. Future is in nobody’s control. Reality is a fluid flow. Nothing ever gets done. Everything is constant changing.

What would my life be if I truly dive into the unknown? For once, could I just close my eyes and take the leap?

And enjoy the exhilaration?

How would my interpretation of the whole world be different? Instead of saying “I created this. I attracted that. I know this for sure.”, I’d let everything be an open invitation to me.

For today, I’d stay open. Whatever comes to my senses – that’s all I have to perceive the world – I let it be an invitation for me to join, in one way or another. I don’t have to be all over. I notice the invitations, give them my appreciations, and give them a chance to express themselves, then decide if I join or not. There is no pre-conception or prejudgement, or expectations for that matter. For today, I see the world as a perfect kind place full of invitations and chances.

And I take my time, going through the to-do list, stop any time I stop. Nothing needs to be finished. Nothing can ever be finished.

Really, how popular and rich I am to have all these constant invitations in one day!

Thoughts pop up so easily. Even if I become more aware, I catch myself in a habitual pattern of thinking and reaction more and more often, the moment I catch it, I don’t necessarily stay out of it; instead, I’m inclined to counter the thoughts a lot. It’s like in a forest, I find this tree is not a forest, and abandon it, but only to embrace another tree.

How do I rise above and embrace the forest? Today’s practice is, treat every single thought as a penny.

Is a penny worthwhile? See how you see it. Millions of dollars are made up by pennies. But singly, you don’t lose a lot by losing one penny.

They say thoughts are things. Thought energy is the most powerful energy for creation and manifestation. However, we tend to feel thoughts can be cheap and easy. We have abundant of them, like pennies. How do thoughts create? Like pennies. They seem worthless by itself, but starting with one penny, day after day compounding, they can be very powerful.

When a thought comes today, I tell myself, “here’s a penny.” It’s like when my subconscious realizes we are dealing with money, not a thought, she takes it much more seriously. I feel the shift immediately. Toss the negative one, and focus on what I set myself to focus first thing in the morning, and imagine all the time with my focused attention, all the pennies coming to me.

A thought is a penny. Are you depositing or are you withdrawing?

Why does every joyful wish have to come with a sense of lack?

I caught myself right there, stopped the train, took a deep breath, looked at the dark sky out of the window and the silhouette of trees, said a prayer,

“Dear God, I surrender to you my day. Please enter my heart, renew my soul, and free my spirit. Help me to begin again, moment by moment of this day.”

I got up, turned on the lamp, sat on the couch, and started to read a new chapter of the little book Science of Getting Well (you can download this wonderful book free from beloved Dr. Alexandra’s website). This incredible little book which was written around 1910 is doing miracle to me. I stopped eating breakfast, having one or two light meals a day, less than half of what I used to eat for years, drinking not much anything but water, and only when I’m thirsty. To my amazement, I don’t feel as hungry as I imagined I would be. Or, should I say, somewhere in my heart, when I set myself into this life experiment, I knew it. I knew I could get up before 5am every morning and feel fabulously refreshed and energetic; I knew the surplus of food that I habitually intaked didn’t do me good physically mentally or emotionally at all.

Just holding this books in my hands makes me feel wonderful. Today it says, “For the habit of eating purely for sensual gratification is very deeply rooted with most of us… and makes it difficult to focus your attention on the satisfactoin of your true hunger. You will find that if you eat as directed in the preceding chapters, the plainest food will soon come to taste like kingly fare to you, for your sense of taste, like all your other senses, will become so acute with the general improvememt in your condition that you will find new delights in common things.”

Yes I have found delights in slowly chewing each bite of food into liquid. That simple taske is just beautiful. And today I set the tone, I’ll find new delights in warm morning shower, in walking to work in the rain, in sitting, in silence…When I enter deep into each moment truly, all the newly found delights are right there embracing me, touching me deep into tears.

Cleaning my desk preparing to leave the office, I found some post-it notes on the corner of my desk. One of them recorded Abraham’s teaching,

Step 1, Ask

Step 2, It is in the vibrational escrow (which means there isn’t anything we need to do for this step.)

Step 3, Use anything and everything as my excuses to get happy. As I move downstream I’ll move right in the view where it’s obvious to me what action to take.

Rather than those steps, there is nothing else we really need to DO.

I laughed hard. Truth is embarrassingly simple! This is not a guidance toward mental peace or spiritual serenity. It is actual a guidance towards achieving your goals. We have taken too many actions. We have complicated out being into doing. We have made success harder than it needs to be.

We don’t need to Do further; instead, we just allow things undone, undone, undone… When all the limiting beliefs ego setups are let go and released, what’s left behind is our truly happy being…

As we find new delights in common things…