Greetings!
Oprah & Deepak 22-Day (a bonus day on Aug.26) Meditation Challenge toward Miraculous Relationships was officially completed yesterday. I want to give my heartiest thanks to Oprah, Deepak, and all the people who make this connection to fruition. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
I can feel energy. Every time when I joined the Meditation, I could feel the wonderful energy and loving connection that was beyond time, space, and distance.
During the restaurant years, I prayed a lot. Basically, I mentally talked throughout my 'quiet' time with God or the Source of my being. I could not quiet my mind. When I prayed, I often found myself in a powerful field of energy, and both of my hands were connected to or held by energy. Though the difficulties in the restaurant continued, but I began to see the presence of wonders and miracles in my life. At times, I wondered what was meditation or how to sit in stillness. I thought I did not meditate at all.
I experienced the power of group meditation when I joined the Thursday circle in 2005. The facilitator usually guided us into a short meditation before we started our discussion. I was somewhat able to quiet down the noises in my head during that short period of time. I could feel the joy within, and many times I did not want to come out of the meditation when the facilitator asked us to.
One day, while we were meditating, I heard the door of the Center opened. We continued to meditate. When the meditation was over, a man came to sit to my left. (This was a holistic center, and people walked in from time to time.)
The facilitator knew him and acknowledged him. Then we began our discussion. However, the man turned to look at me again and again. From his facial expression, I understood something was bothering him. His behavior bothered me too. I mentally sent him a message that he should looked at the facilitator instead of me, but it didn't work. Suddenly, he turned to me and asked: "Who are you?" His question caught me by surprise, and I felt very embarrassed because everybody was looking at me.
"Er......I am (my name)," I stammered.
"Who are you really?" he asked again.
"Er......I am just the simple me," I answered.
"Do you meditate a lot?" he asked.
"No, I seldom meditate when I am home," I said.
He seemed to be puzzled by my answer. He said he saw a beautiful golden aura around me when he walked in on our meditation. That was why he wanted to know who I was. The facilitator smiled. She understood I was embarrassed for she knew me well. She talked to him a little bit about me, and took the attention off me by turning our focus back to the discussion. I believed what happened was the brother walked in when I was able to briefly go within or tap into the core of my being.
I share with you this incident to show that we are all wondrous light of love as Oprah and Deepak have said. We are expressions of the Source. Our essential being is the same, but each one of us is unique and splendid in our own way. Together, we are One Light, One Love, One Spirit, One Life Force of Supreme Intelligence, Wisdom, and Infinite Creativity beyond words can describe.
When we moved to another state in the later part of 2007, I found a church I loved. I began attending Sunday service on a regular base. Gradually, I went to gatherings, and participated in different circles. I was fortunate to sit among some of the most loving, spiritual brothers and sisters. Their energy or presence really helped me during meditation.
In time, I learned that I was wrong to say that I did not meditate. Praying was in fact the first part of a meditation, except I spent all my time doing just that. I did not let go of the noises in my head, and I did not try to listen to the voice within.
I am a spiritual being living a physical life. The physical me may be in the process of learning and discovering who I am, but the truth is I am already all that I am.
I am honor to connect with you through this blog. When you finish reading this post, if you are willing, please close your eyes and mentally repeat the centering thought for Day-19 of the Meditation.
I radiate love. (breathe in, breathe out)
I radiate love. " "
I radiate love. " "
I radiate love. You radiate love. We radiate love. Can you feel the vibration?
Love & blessings,
Q of D
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Accept who we are, and open to the presence of wonders
Greetings!
A friend told me she had asked for a sign from God. She saw the sign the other day. "But, how do I know it is truly a sign from God?" she asked.
Well, our experience with the Divine (or whatever name you are comfortable with) was very personal. The answer must come from her if what she saw was truly a sign from God. I understood the doubt she had. In the beginning of my journey, I had treated the wonders of God with denial and doubt on many occasions too. Here was an example.
After closing up the restaurant, we were ready to go home. I put on my jacket, and found the zipper did not work. The zipper was not caught on the fabric. There was something wrong with the brass teeth. After a while, I still could not fix it. Seeing that, my husband suddenly said: "Namo Amitabha!" I was surprised. He never said those words. I looked at him with puzzlement. I laughed when I realized why he called to Buddha or said the six powerful words / syllables.
One winter morning, my husband, our younger son, and I arrived at our restaurant. I immediately started doing my part of the job such as turning on the steam table and filling it with water. I heard my husband asking for our son's help. It seemed the zipper of his jacket was stuck on fabric. After a while, our son said, "Mom, I cannot unstuck the zipper of Dad's jacket!" I said, "We need to set up everything and open the restaurant soon. Why don't you pull the jacket over your Dad's head. I will fix the zipper later." Our son said, "The zipper was stuck right below Dad's neck! Dad can't get out of the jacket by pulling it over his head."
Upon hearing that, I said "Namo Amitabha" in a very loud voice, and meanwhile found myself rushing to them with my right hand pointing at the zipper. I did not know if my hand had touched the zipper, but he zipper easily slided down / unzipped. The three of us stood there with our eyes and mouths widely opened. My sudden loud voice and unexpected action gave us a good shock. My son asked, "How did you do that (i.e. free the stuck zipper)?" I said, "I don't know!" We continued to do what we had to do.
Obviously, my husband had remembered that incident. After he said those words, the zipper still did not work. However, he urged me to say the powerful words. I thought how ridiculous it was for him to think I had power or a special connection with the Divine.
Peacefully, I laid the jacket on a desk. I wanted to show my husband 'I pray, but it does not work'. I put my hands together in a praying position. I closed my eyes, and said out loudly, "God, please help me!" Strangely, as I closed my eyes and prayed, I was wholeheartedly into asking help from God. I opened my eyes and reached out to the zipper. The zipper worked smoothly and easily. It was unbelievable!
I looked at my husband. He said, "See!" I was going to say 'Nae, it is just a coincident'. Knowing what I might say, he looked straight into my eyes and said, "Did you not pray?" His words jolted me. I was silent. I did pray, and the zipper was fixed. I should honor God and thank God. If I dismissed what happened, I would be denying God. Truthfully, I said, "Thank you, God."
I told my friend if she was not sure, she could always ask again. God would show her a sign in the most remarkable way that would leave her without any doubt.
I also shared with her another experience. There was a word that always brought me joy. Whenever I saw it on the TV screen or in a book, I said in my heart, "God, thank you for your grace." One day, we were on the highway. Rain was pouring. My husband was driving, and I was looking out of the window on my side. Suddenly, my head was turned more than a 180 degrees to look at a wall on the other side of the highway. There on the wall was the word in huge size (it was part of the name of a company). We were driving at 70 mph. I could have missed it if my head was not turned at that split second. I was very grateful for the love of God.
Over the years, I learn the more I pay attention to the Wonders / Grace of God and acknowledge them with a heart of gratitude, the more I am open to the vast experiences of the Loving Divine. We are of the same Source. When we accept who we are or the divinity in us, we step into our own truth. We open ourselves to the presence of wonders and miracles.
Many blessings,
Q of D
P.S. In order to write this post, I have to go online and look up the names for the parts of a zipper. Thanks to the Internet, I now know more as what to do if the zipper is stuck.
A friend told me she had asked for a sign from God. She saw the sign the other day. "But, how do I know it is truly a sign from God?" she asked.
Well, our experience with the Divine (or whatever name you are comfortable with) was very personal. The answer must come from her if what she saw was truly a sign from God. I understood the doubt she had. In the beginning of my journey, I had treated the wonders of God with denial and doubt on many occasions too. Here was an example.
After closing up the restaurant, we were ready to go home. I put on my jacket, and found the zipper did not work. The zipper was not caught on the fabric. There was something wrong with the brass teeth. After a while, I still could not fix it. Seeing that, my husband suddenly said: "Namo Amitabha!" I was surprised. He never said those words. I looked at him with puzzlement. I laughed when I realized why he called to Buddha or said the six powerful words / syllables.
One winter morning, my husband, our younger son, and I arrived at our restaurant. I immediately started doing my part of the job such as turning on the steam table and filling it with water. I heard my husband asking for our son's help. It seemed the zipper of his jacket was stuck on fabric. After a while, our son said, "Mom, I cannot unstuck the zipper of Dad's jacket!" I said, "We need to set up everything and open the restaurant soon. Why don't you pull the jacket over your Dad's head. I will fix the zipper later." Our son said, "The zipper was stuck right below Dad's neck! Dad can't get out of the jacket by pulling it over his head."
Upon hearing that, I said "Namo Amitabha" in a very loud voice, and meanwhile found myself rushing to them with my right hand pointing at the zipper. I did not know if my hand had touched the zipper, but he zipper easily slided down / unzipped. The three of us stood there with our eyes and mouths widely opened. My sudden loud voice and unexpected action gave us a good shock. My son asked, "How did you do that (i.e. free the stuck zipper)?" I said, "I don't know!" We continued to do what we had to do.
Obviously, my husband had remembered that incident. After he said those words, the zipper still did not work. However, he urged me to say the powerful words. I thought how ridiculous it was for him to think I had power or a special connection with the Divine.
Peacefully, I laid the jacket on a desk. I wanted to show my husband 'I pray, but it does not work'. I put my hands together in a praying position. I closed my eyes, and said out loudly, "God, please help me!" Strangely, as I closed my eyes and prayed, I was wholeheartedly into asking help from God. I opened my eyes and reached out to the zipper. The zipper worked smoothly and easily. It was unbelievable!
I looked at my husband. He said, "See!" I was going to say 'Nae, it is just a coincident'. Knowing what I might say, he looked straight into my eyes and said, "Did you not pray?" His words jolted me. I was silent. I did pray, and the zipper was fixed. I should honor God and thank God. If I dismissed what happened, I would be denying God. Truthfully, I said, "Thank you, God."
I told my friend if she was not sure, she could always ask again. God would show her a sign in the most remarkable way that would leave her without any doubt.
I also shared with her another experience. There was a word that always brought me joy. Whenever I saw it on the TV screen or in a book, I said in my heart, "God, thank you for your grace." One day, we were on the highway. Rain was pouring. My husband was driving, and I was looking out of the window on my side. Suddenly, my head was turned more than a 180 degrees to look at a wall on the other side of the highway. There on the wall was the word in huge size (it was part of the name of a company). We were driving at 70 mph. I could have missed it if my head was not turned at that split second. I was very grateful for the love of God.
Over the years, I learn the more I pay attention to the Wonders / Grace of God and acknowledge them with a heart of gratitude, the more I am open to the vast experiences of the Loving Divine. We are of the same Source. When we accept who we are or the divinity in us, we step into our own truth. We open ourselves to the presence of wonders and miracles.
Many blessings,
Q of D
P.S. In order to write this post, I have to go online and look up the names for the parts of a zipper. Thanks to the Internet, I now know more as what to do if the zipper is stuck.
Friday, August 16, 2013
A sign from God in a very unlikely place
Greetings!
Here is another story of the touch of God. It happened during the restaurant years.
On the night of March 24, 2001, I sat down to write my journal after the dinner rush hours were over. At the end of the entry, I wrote - God, can you please show me a sign as a confirmation. Then the phone rang. There was an order.
I went into the kitchen. While I was packing the order, I thought: "Why do I ask God for a sign? Even if there is a sign, I may not be able to recognize it." The phone rang again. There was another order.
At one point while I was waiting for the order to be ready, my head turned to look at the garbage can which was at a distance behind me. On top of the garbage were two long, narrow strips of cardboard crossing each other like a big cross! Some hours earlier, I had cut a cardboard box into rectangular pieces (approx. 4" x 9"). We used them to secure the soups when we packed carryout orders. There were two narrow strips left, one about 1"x19" and the other 2"x19". I threw them away because they were of no use. How they stood up as a big cross many hours later on the top of the garbage was beyond me! Looking at the cross, I had no doubt whatsoever that God had given me a sign. Silently, I bowed and thanked God.
The skeptics might say I saw something out of nothing. However, it was these signs of Love that kept me on my path of service.
I know wherever I am, I am never alone. Love is in me and around me. I know no matter what happens, it is going to be all right. All is well in the Loving Divine.
To all of you a good night!
Many blessings,
Q of D
Here is another story of the touch of God. It happened during the restaurant years.
On the night of March 24, 2001, I sat down to write my journal after the dinner rush hours were over. At the end of the entry, I wrote - God, can you please show me a sign as a confirmation. Then the phone rang. There was an order.
I went into the kitchen. While I was packing the order, I thought: "Why do I ask God for a sign? Even if there is a sign, I may not be able to recognize it." The phone rang again. There was another order.
At one point while I was waiting for the order to be ready, my head turned to look at the garbage can which was at a distance behind me. On top of the garbage were two long, narrow strips of cardboard crossing each other like a big cross! Some hours earlier, I had cut a cardboard box into rectangular pieces (approx. 4" x 9"). We used them to secure the soups when we packed carryout orders. There were two narrow strips left, one about 1"x19" and the other 2"x19". I threw them away because they were of no use. How they stood up as a big cross many hours later on the top of the garbage was beyond me! Looking at the cross, I had no doubt whatsoever that God had given me a sign. Silently, I bowed and thanked God.
The skeptics might say I saw something out of nothing. However, it was these signs of Love that kept me on my path of service.
I know wherever I am, I am never alone. Love is in me and around me. I know no matter what happens, it is going to be all right. All is well in the Loving Divine.
To all of you a good night!
Many blessings,
Q of D
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Thank you for your presence
Greetings!
On March 25, 2011, I began my blog "Loveshines" with A Story of the Touch of God. Since then, I had shared with you many more stories of the touches of God.
Like most of you, I used to keep these experiences to myself. First of all, these experiences were often very personal. Naturally, we wanted to keep them to ourselves. Secondly, it was not easy to convey the intensity of the event, or the feeling of awe at the moment of realization that something extraordinary had just occurred. In other words, other than the person who was directly involved, other people might not see it as the touch of God at all. When hearing about it, some people might think it was purely coincidental, and there was nothing special about it. Or, they might think it was all in our mind to see something out of nothing.
For instance, my husband was present in many of the "Night Vision" occasions. (Please click to view 'Night Vision - Pieces of a Dream' Phenomenon) In the beginning, he had the same attitude as I mentioned above. He was annoyed seeing how joyful I was when I heard the music. He thought it just happened by chance. Gradually, he felt the wonder of this phenomenon, and it lifted his spirit too.
It was truly a blessing that I was guided to join the Thursday Circle in May of 2005. It was there I met many like-minded, loving friends who were very open to share their stories of the touches of God. Later in the small church which I called my spiritual home, I would hear many wonderful, incredible, up-lifting stories from my brothers and sisters.
On March 25, 2011, I began my blog "Loveshines" with A Story of the Touch of God. Since then, I had shared with you many more stories of the touches of God.
Like most of you, I used to keep these experiences to myself. First of all, these experiences were often very personal. Naturally, we wanted to keep them to ourselves. Secondly, it was not easy to convey the intensity of the event, or the feeling of awe at the moment of realization that something extraordinary had just occurred. In other words, other than the person who was directly involved, other people might not see it as the touch of God at all. When hearing about it, some people might think it was purely coincidental, and there was nothing special about it. Or, they might think it was all in our mind to see something out of nothing.
For instance, my husband was present in many of the "Night Vision" occasions. (Please click to view 'Night Vision - Pieces of a Dream' Phenomenon) In the beginning, he had the same attitude as I mentioned above. He was annoyed seeing how joyful I was when I heard the music. He thought it just happened by chance. Gradually, he felt the wonder of this phenomenon, and it lifted his spirit too.
It was truly a blessing that I was guided to join the Thursday Circle in May of 2005. It was there I met many like-minded, loving friends who were very open to share their stories of the touches of God. Later in the small church which I called my spiritual home, I would hear many wonderful, incredible, up-lifting stories from my brothers and sisters.
Over the years, I understood how important it was for us to connect and share. In sharing, my sisters and brothers had been an inspiration to me just as I had been to them. There were mutual love and respect among us, and we truly cherished our relationships.
My life has been transformed when I opened to the vast experiences of being in relationship with the loving Divine. In gratitude, I choose to share my experiences with you. I would love to hear your stories too. In my next posts, I will share more stories of the touch of God.
To me, it is a wonder of God that we are connecting with each other through this blog. Thank you for your presence in my life.
Love,
Q of D
My life has been transformed when I opened to the vast experiences of being in relationship with the loving Divine. In gratitude, I choose to share my experiences with you. I would love to hear your stories too. In my next posts, I will share more stories of the touch of God.
To me, it is a wonder of God that we are connecting with each other through this blog. Thank you for your presence in my life.
Love,
Q of D
Friday, August 9, 2013
The Grace of Good Intention
Greetings!
I suppose I am very behind in this modern age of technology.
When I was with the Thursday circle, a new friend asked me for my email address. I told her I didn't have one. She exclaimed, "You don't have an email address! What age do you live in?" Her strong response caught me by surprise. I smiled for I found her reaction quite interesting. Most people reacted to situations from where they were at. She was obviously surprised by my answer. (I knew nothing about the Internet until Nov. 2010.)
A friend said she might want a healing session. She asked for my phone number. I wrote my phone number on a piece of paper. She said, "You are a healer, and you don't have a business card!" She went ahead and ordered a box of business card for me. When she handed me the beautiful cards, my heart was filled with gratitude for her pure intention of love.
The truth was I did not regard myself as a healer. When I facilitated workshops, I put my cards on a table or attached them to the materials I handed out. Other than that, I seldom gave out my cards. I did not go around saying I was a healer. Most of the time, I worked on people that knew me at church. Sometimes people asked for healing sessions because the pastors and my friends had recommended me. To this date, I did not charge any money for healing sessions. I was more comfortable sitting among people and channeling healing energy without drawing any attention.
For decades, I used a 35mm camera. In Sept. of 2011, my older son and I flew back to visit my younger son and his family. My bosses, a kind and considerate couple, insisted to lend me one of their digital cameras for the trip. The husband had a side career as a wedding photographer. He taught me how to use the digital camera. It was indeed much easier to use than my old 35mm camera. When I came back, he made a wonderful DVD of my trip. He would not accept any money from me. I no longer lived in that state, but would always remember their kindness and friendship.
One of the gifts I received from my loved ones for Christmas of 2011 was a digital camera. I was grateful for the gift. I thought taking pictures would now be as easy as ABC. However, I would soon find out in January of 2012 that I could not use the camera on a very important day. This was what happened.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
In the summer of 2011, a friend and I wanted to become ordained ministers of a particular non-denominational spiritual order. The founder of that spiritual order traveled regularly to a few cities holding workshops every year. We wanted to go to his workshop. We found out online he would be visiting a city about four to five hours away from where we lived in late September. However, my older son and I had planned to visit our younger son during that same period. So my friend said we would wait for another opportunity.
When I came back from my trip, my friend called me. She said there would be a workshop in March, 2012 in a neighboring state. It would take more time to drive there, but this workshop was the closest to where we lived according to the 2012 online schedule. She said we probably had to stay in a hotel for a day or two if we planned to attend the workshop.
After hearing that, I pondered for a while. I wanted to go to the workshop, but you never knew what the weather would be in March. I would not want to drive long distance if it snowed. Suddenly, I had an idea. I said, "Instead of we go to him, why don't we ask him to come to us!"
With this in mind, I was sure people would come to the workshop if our church agreed to host the event. My friend who was on the board of directors thought it was a good idea. She said she would talk to the board of pastors.
A couple of weeks later, my friend told me the church had emailed the founder of the spiritual order. A couple of weeks passed without any progress for the founder never responded to the emails. I told my friend to ask the pastor that was in charge of this matter to give the founder a call. Then everything got into motion. Before Christmas, the founder said he would come to hold a workshop at our church on January 14, 2012 (Saturday). (We did not have to wait until March or drive to another state! How wonderful was the Divine!)
The night of Jan. 9 was the monthly meeting of the Peace Circle. It had rained since the afternoon. From my experience, few people would show up because of the weather. My husband asked me to stay home too. I told him I had to deliver the news about the Saturday workshop. I was very grateful that the Divine had manifested the workshop right where we lived. It saved money and time. I believed at least one or two at the circle might want to come if they heard the news.
With peace in my heart, the drive back and forth was very smooth. Two people at the circle were happy to hear the news. The facilitator of the circle said she would send out the news to all her friends and put it up on her website.
Before I went to sleep on Jan. 13, I took out my brand new digital camera. I thought I would use it for this special occasion. You see, when my boss lent me his camera, it was ready to use. It was a different matter with my new camera. When I read the instruction book, I learned that I had to charge the battery and buy a memory card. (If you feel like laughing at me, it is okay. I laughed at my ignorance too!) It was late at night. I did not want to go out for the memory card. I though it was alright because I could use my 35mm camera.
In the morning of Jan. 14, I got out my 35 mm camera. I knew I had 3 unused rolls of films somewhere in the luggage bags. I found them, but they had long expired. It was my mistake. I accepted the fact I would not have pictures for this special occasion. I drove to the workshop without a camera.
It was a joyful gathering. I believed only five of us were from our church since I did not recognize the others who attended. Oh, there was definitely one woman from the Peace Circle. The others might have come because they read about the news on the church website. They could also be friends of the pastors, or friends of the facilitator of the Peace Circle. I believed there were about 19 of us.
At the end of the workshop, the founder of the spiritual order randomly picked four names at a time from a basket where we put small pieces of paper with our names. There were four chairs in the front. People whose names were drawn sat there waiting for their turns to be ordained individually. It was somewhat amazing our names (i.e. the five of us from our church) were picked consecutively.
When the workshop was over, the friend who was at the Peace Circle came to me. (I did not think we met before, but then I was not good in remembering faces and names.) She said she had moved to another state because she had found a job there. She came back for a week to pick up all her stuff. She said it was in divine order because she had wanted to go to his workshop. She was very grateful for the news, otherwise she would not know about the workshop. She told me she had taken pictures of me as I went through the three procedures of ordination. She said it was her way of thanking me.
I had thought I would not have any picture for this special occasion. It brought tears to my eyes as I recalled this wonderful experience of the grace of good intention. Thank you, my friend.
Thank you, God, angels, and guides. I also want to thank our church and the pastors.
Let love be our intention, love is all that we give, and love is all that we receive. Amen. (Is it not the natural flow of life?)
Many blessings,
Q of D
I suppose I am very behind in this modern age of technology.
When I was with the Thursday circle, a new friend asked me for my email address. I told her I didn't have one. She exclaimed, "You don't have an email address! What age do you live in?" Her strong response caught me by surprise. I smiled for I found her reaction quite interesting. Most people reacted to situations from where they were at. She was obviously surprised by my answer. (I knew nothing about the Internet until Nov. 2010.)
A friend said she might want a healing session. She asked for my phone number. I wrote my phone number on a piece of paper. She said, "You are a healer, and you don't have a business card!" She went ahead and ordered a box of business card for me. When she handed me the beautiful cards, my heart was filled with gratitude for her pure intention of love.
The truth was I did not regard myself as a healer. When I facilitated workshops, I put my cards on a table or attached them to the materials I handed out. Other than that, I seldom gave out my cards. I did not go around saying I was a healer. Most of the time, I worked on people that knew me at church. Sometimes people asked for healing sessions because the pastors and my friends had recommended me. To this date, I did not charge any money for healing sessions. I was more comfortable sitting among people and channeling healing energy without drawing any attention.
For decades, I used a 35mm camera. In Sept. of 2011, my older son and I flew back to visit my younger son and his family. My bosses, a kind and considerate couple, insisted to lend me one of their digital cameras for the trip. The husband had a side career as a wedding photographer. He taught me how to use the digital camera. It was indeed much easier to use than my old 35mm camera. When I came back, he made a wonderful DVD of my trip. He would not accept any money from me. I no longer lived in that state, but would always remember their kindness and friendship.
One of the gifts I received from my loved ones for Christmas of 2011 was a digital camera. I was grateful for the gift. I thought taking pictures would now be as easy as ABC. However, I would soon find out in January of 2012 that I could not use the camera on a very important day. This was what happened.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
In the summer of 2011, a friend and I wanted to become ordained ministers of a particular non-denominational spiritual order. The founder of that spiritual order traveled regularly to a few cities holding workshops every year. We wanted to go to his workshop. We found out online he would be visiting a city about four to five hours away from where we lived in late September. However, my older son and I had planned to visit our younger son during that same period. So my friend said we would wait for another opportunity.
When I came back from my trip, my friend called me. She said there would be a workshop in March, 2012 in a neighboring state. It would take more time to drive there, but this workshop was the closest to where we lived according to the 2012 online schedule. She said we probably had to stay in a hotel for a day or two if we planned to attend the workshop.
After hearing that, I pondered for a while. I wanted to go to the workshop, but you never knew what the weather would be in March. I would not want to drive long distance if it snowed. Suddenly, I had an idea. I said, "Instead of we go to him, why don't we ask him to come to us!"
It was like a light bulb lighted up in my head. I knew a couple of pastors and a few others at church had attended the workshops years ago in the state where the spiritual order was founded. I also heard about this spiritual order at a Peace Circle that I joined regularly since Sept. 2010. The circle met once a month at night in a big spiritual research facility. One night, the facilitator of the circle talked about the founder of this spiritual order. She said she went to his workshop seven years ago. Four others at the circle were surprised to hear that for they too were ordained ministers of this spiritual order; however, they took part in workshops in different places and in different years. New people walked in and joined the Peace Circle once in a while. They were either visiting the facility or were there for special events. It was interesting that these four people happened to be there that night. What they said of the spiritual order certainly drew my attention.
With this in mind, I was sure people would come to the workshop if our church agreed to host the event. My friend who was on the board of directors thought it was a good idea. She said she would talk to the board of pastors.
A couple of weeks later, my friend told me the church had emailed the founder of the spiritual order. A couple of weeks passed without any progress for the founder never responded to the emails. I told my friend to ask the pastor that was in charge of this matter to give the founder a call. Then everything got into motion. Before Christmas, the founder said he would come to hold a workshop at our church on January 14, 2012 (Saturday). (We did not have to wait until March or drive to another state! How wonderful was the Divine!)
The night of Jan. 9 was the monthly meeting of the Peace Circle. It had rained since the afternoon. From my experience, few people would show up because of the weather. My husband asked me to stay home too. I told him I had to deliver the news about the Saturday workshop. I was very grateful that the Divine had manifested the workshop right where we lived. It saved money and time. I believed at least one or two at the circle might want to come if they heard the news.
With peace in my heart, the drive back and forth was very smooth. Two people at the circle were happy to hear the news. The facilitator of the circle said she would send out the news to all her friends and put it up on her website.
Before I went to sleep on Jan. 13, I took out my brand new digital camera. I thought I would use it for this special occasion. You see, when my boss lent me his camera, it was ready to use. It was a different matter with my new camera. When I read the instruction book, I learned that I had to charge the battery and buy a memory card. (If you feel like laughing at me, it is okay. I laughed at my ignorance too!) It was late at night. I did not want to go out for the memory card. I though it was alright because I could use my 35mm camera.
In the morning of Jan. 14, I got out my 35 mm camera. I knew I had 3 unused rolls of films somewhere in the luggage bags. I found them, but they had long expired. It was my mistake. I accepted the fact I would not have pictures for this special occasion. I drove to the workshop without a camera.
It was a joyful gathering. I believed only five of us were from our church since I did not recognize the others who attended. Oh, there was definitely one woman from the Peace Circle. The others might have come because they read about the news on the church website. They could also be friends of the pastors, or friends of the facilitator of the Peace Circle. I believed there were about 19 of us.
At the end of the workshop, the founder of the spiritual order randomly picked four names at a time from a basket where we put small pieces of paper with our names. There were four chairs in the front. People whose names were drawn sat there waiting for their turns to be ordained individually. It was somewhat amazing our names (i.e. the five of us from our church) were picked consecutively.
When the workshop was over, the friend who was at the Peace Circle came to me. (I did not think we met before, but then I was not good in remembering faces and names.) She said she had moved to another state because she had found a job there. She came back for a week to pick up all her stuff. She said it was in divine order because she had wanted to go to his workshop. She was very grateful for the news, otherwise she would not know about the workshop. She told me she had taken pictures of me as I went through the three procedures of ordination. She said it was her way of thanking me.
I had thought I would not have any picture for this special occasion. It brought tears to my eyes as I recalled this wonderful experience of the grace of good intention. Thank you, my friend.
Thank you, God, angels, and guides. I also want to thank our church and the pastors.
Let love be our intention, love is all that we give, and love is all that we receive. Amen. (Is it not the natural flow of life?)
Many blessings,
Q of D
Monday, August 5, 2013
Oprah & Deepak's 21-Day Meditation Challenge
Greetings!
I woke up in the middle of the night, and it came to me I should share this news on my blog.
Many of you may have known Oprah & Deepak's 21-Day Meditation Challenge on Miraculous Relationships starts today, Aug. 5. It is free. All you need to do is to sign up online. I don't have a face book account, therefore, I register by email. Here is the link to the website
21-Day Meditation Challenge 21-Day Meditation Challenge's profile photo challenge@chopracentermeditation.com
or simply search for Oprah & Deepak 21-Day Meditation Challenge on Google (I find out it is quicker than clicking the link above).
After you register, you will receive a confirmation by email or other source you have chosen. If you read my post tomorrow or in the next few days, you can still register to participate because I believe they post Day 1 meditation online for about five days.
I participated in their previous 21-Day meditation challenge. It was a wonderful experience.
Let us join in oneness in this meditation experience.
Many blessings,
Q of D
I woke up in the middle of the night, and it came to me I should share this news on my blog.
Many of you may have known Oprah & Deepak's 21-Day Meditation Challenge on Miraculous Relationships starts today, Aug. 5. It is free. All you need to do is to sign up online. I don't have a face book account, therefore, I register by email. Here is the link to the website
21-Day Meditation Challenge 21-Day Meditation Challenge's profile photo challenge@chopracentermeditation.com
or simply search for Oprah & Deepak 21-Day Meditation Challenge on Google (I find out it is quicker than clicking the link above).
After you register, you will receive a confirmation by email or other source you have chosen. If you read my post tomorrow or in the next few days, you can still register to participate because I believe they post Day 1 meditation online for about five days.
I participated in their previous 21-Day meditation challenge. It was a wonderful experience.
Let us join in oneness in this meditation experience.
Many blessings,
Q of D
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