Saturday, February 16, 2019

Why I Won't Ever Read The Secret

Did the day of LOVE serve you well? I surely expect that if you didn't have a Valentine, you were your own Valentine.

It is so imperative that we show ourselves a deep love and appreciation before seeking to find it from another. I read this quote this morning and wanted to share it with you.

"The world outside responds to the world inside of you." I really loved this reminder. I think all too often we want to blame others for the way things are in our own lives, when in fact, It's actually we simply must change what's going on inside of us. It is not difficult to change the world inside of us, but it will take releasing resistance. The only action that we should put forth should be inspired.

The way we see the world, and what is happening to us daily in our lives is mirroring back what we are sending forth.

If your car is broken down, your checking account is in the red, you've been in a fender bender, a speeding ticket, can't sell your home, fight with your family members, got taken by a hoax posing as a Munk, or have a disease or illness. As much as I hate to break it to you, but the truth is that your thoughts have led to those things.

You are always creating. I know it seems harsh to hear, the truth always is. If someone resonates with my blog, I know they are the ones that are seeking the same things as I. I believe many in the world are not ready for such an in-depth understanding of universal laws. I look at some of the great seekers of the world, were considered different. The truth is, they were ahead of their time. Oprah still won't put Esther Hicks on her tv network but will interview her on her radio channel. Esther Hicks is the entity that channels Abraham {Higher Consciosness} the key original source of, "The Secret."
The Secret was a watered-down version of the Law of Attraction {from what I've heard}, to get people to accept the idea. Before the Secret was written, Rhonda Byrne went to Esther Hicks one on one to tell her that she was going to write a book based off of Abrahams teachings, but not tell them where it came from. She felt they wouldn't accept it because it was "out there." In my opinion, I think she wanted the glory to stay her own. I mean let's look at the success of her book, It has sold over 30 million copies and has been translated into 50 languages.

Esther says that really bothered her, but that the path of least resistance would be not suing Rhonda.

That, to me, was a form of stealing plagiarizing like an artist because Rhonda wouldn't tell the source of where she received her information. Always, always tell where you get your sources from or do not share. It is a form of respect. Esther Hicks asked Rhonda to please leave notes in the back of the book so that if others desired to seek further, they would be able to learn more. She did not do that. Esther resulted in removing herself from the movie because she would not receive residuals from the sales of Rhonda's book. I think that is plain rubbage what Rhonda did. I never read the book just because of it.

If you attend a workshop or follow Abrahams teachings, you will learn all there is to know about the universe and how it works at large. The teachings of Abraham far outweigh Rhonda's book "The Secret", and furthermore, the words in" The Secret" are Abraham's so the book was bound to be a success.

I love to expand and become more of a deliberate creator of my life.
I am seeking satisfaction in my daily life and really having a fun time. I disembowelled the carpet from the cottage this week, and I am so tickled it's finally all gone. It's been a bit of a prickly situation for me as of late. I am so eager to place the cottage up for sale, but we haven't quite put the sign up yet. Do you ever have those feelings? I do believe it is a matter of making a choice and following your bliss. The issue many have is when they want one thing but contradict it with a belief. We then become confused. That is all confusion is though. A worrying sense that if you make a specific choice in life, it may be the wrong one.

I know this feeling all too well. I was always struggling with this. I believe it was because I was raised a religious girl, and I was taught you can be wrong for the choices you've made. I now understand and know otherwise.

What would you do differently in your life if you knew you could never get it wrong?

Would you make different choices or decide on something? I guarantee you would. I did. My most significant contradiction was to finally determine once and for all I was divorcing my ex-husband. I made a choice and lined up vibrationally with it. It went relatively smooth considering all of the horror stories I have heard of. I created the account of my divorce that I wanted. So be it, so it is.

I wanted to show you these unsightly photos just so you would be assured that life isn't always the most perfect setting. To live amongst restoration, remodelling or anything else is ideally the way it's supposed to be. I used to struggle with how everything appeared externally. It came from my beliefs about having to be perfect and making all things around me perfect. I am actually writing a book entitled, "The Little Mermaid's Transformational Tale, Her Voyage Back To Self Love" which I'm currently working on.

That is a belief that will cause someone to want to give up altogether. Mormonism and Pentecost{my old religions} were notorious for this. The culture that is placed and engrained into girls, women and people, in general, is a dangerous slope. It does nothing but place this neverending drive inside, feeling you will never be enough or add up, no matter what you do or how 'good' you become. I am not bitter, and I most definitely appreciate the church for what it was. It served me well at the time in my life when I needed it.

I knew innately this was not my truth. No matter how much I wanted to fit in, I never did. I have learned my reality now, and it is the most beautiful feeling I have ever known. I have, indeed come home.

Have you come home?
This is the throw carpet that I found at the thrift store for $19.00. It is 11 x 15 and almost fills the whole room.
A few of my books this week. I keep piles of books all over the cottage. Reading has always been my anecdote for anything in life.
Chickens chickens chickens... I am writing my book, and I am almost complete. The next step will be the illustrations. 
Every time I see a bunny, I know the universe is giving me a nod," All is working out for you, Raquel."

What have you manifested as of late?

Most affably yours til my next swim, Raquelxxx


  1. Good luck with your new book Raquel.

    I bought The Tale Of MerryMaid Scarlette Rose for a friend's daughter. I'm sure she will enjoy it. :)

    1. Oh my Nil,
      You are the dearest soul. Thank you so very much. It means the world to me that you would spend your hard earned abundance on my little story. I am indeed appreciative my dear.


  2. That rug! It is perfect and surely you found each other :). I am in a season of happy shedding, shedding, shedding. This weekend I have been working in the space where I store fabric, and that is difficult. So many projects dreamed and undone; dropping a piece of fabric into the thrift box is acknowledging that the small dream didn't occur and I am working very hard on being kind to myself through this (almost all for the children, and mommy guilt is a clever foe). But old dreams need to clear to allow space for the new :).

    1. Hello dear Kimberly! Oh how I have missed you. I can only imagine the shedding of fabrics. I was recounting the time I had an entire lifetime of collected antiques in every smidge of my home, and especially I was thinking on the needlepoint victorian pillows that I so dreadfully miss. I have come to terms with the decisions made, but I shall never eliminate the goods that always brought me delight. No matter the dislike from others around me. Now fabrics are a tough affair indeed. I am lacking in fabrics, but determined to collect beautiful prints again in my now new life. I love your words and vocabulary. guilt is a clever foe... i love that. What type of products did you dream of and disregarded? I am mighty curious.

    2. Lovely little things for the children! Hence the attendant struggling with guilt. "Oh how sweet little Lucinda would have looked in the dress I had planned for this fabric! And she would have loved it so!" Arrggggh ;). Little Lucinda, now being 17, might not appreciate being dressed in a one-yard cut of adorable fabric. But I am working on being gracious to myself through this, reminding myself that I sewed them *other* clothes, and that someone out there will still be clothed and blessed by this piece of fabric heading out.

      Oh yes, there is just something about needlepoint! Feeling the woman who sat working those stitches . . . what was she thinking about when she did that? Did she muse on how fabulous her new chair would look once she was done? Or perhaps she was a practical sort and used the sort of zen state brought on by repetitous crafting to plot out next year's vegetable garden. Maybe her husband read aloud to the family while Mama stitched (I've got a fantasy here of Papa being terribly worried about "improving literature" and reading things like Johnaton Edwards sermons). Or perhaps SHE was the one spinning stories while she worked for her children, like the animal stories you write. She could have been needlepointing for her hope chest, dreaming over her stitches of some knight she'd surely meet soon. I love holding the crafting of women long gone and can totally see why you'd miss your pillows. But perhaps those women had told you their tales and others have yet to have their turn with you. Those items will find you, just like your rug did, I am confident.

    3. Oh little Lucinda. I can imagine. I must have had dozens of partly stitched plates of smocking and patterns half completed too. I have no idea what my dear ol ex did with my sewing things. I say that with a snark of slant and sarcasm, perhaps I still hold a bit of angst towards him; surely something that will be completely washed away at one time or another. I too, am gentle with myself as I am mending my heart with each passing day. Kimberly, do you have a blog? You are indeed an excellent writer with a delightful imagination!

      I love your attitude about me finding my new needlepoints. Somehow and some way surely they will return in one form or another. I had a hope chest, did You?


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