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
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