How Not to Drop the Ball

You don’t have to work at being in the high vibration that is natural to you, because it is natural to you. But you do have to stop holding the thoughts that cause you to lower your vibration. It’s a matter of no longer giving your attention to things that don’t allow your cork to float or don’t allow you to vibrate in harmony with who you really are.—Abraham, Excerpted from: Silver Spring, MD on April 19, 1997

I realize that I’ve been working pretty hard lately at juggling a few things. I don’t want to drop any of the balls I’ve got in the air, and right now there are a few. Last first-year college move into the dorm. 90th birthday gathering. Heavy work schedule. It’s all good stuff, and I’m pretty on top of things–if I do say so myself.

Then why do I seem to be floundering a bit? A little unsettled? Needing more naps? I thought I’ve got things pretty well managed, after all. Well…there’s my problem. I’ve been managing the upcoming outcomes instead of enjoying the process along the way.


I seem to have forgotten that I don’t have to orchestrate and direct my life. I’ve slipped back into making my feeling-good state be something to earn, a reward for after having worked hard–instead of simply remembering that joy is my natural state, now.

I want to get back on my glide. To do that, I remember what Abraham says in the quote I shared above. I stop working toward the joy, and realize I already am it. The rest are just the physical details of life.

When I give more attention to those details than to how I want to feel, I’m holding thoughts that bring me down. Because I’m looking at the situation. To maintain altitude, I need to simply look at only awesomeness. Feel my joy. That’s not ignorance–that’s choosing bliss.

The details are still there, but now they’ve transformed. And so have we.


If You Allow It, It Will Come

Field of Potentiality, and dreams

Lately I feel a growing overwhelm. There are actual separate events, with time frames, in every realm of my life. Things are good — great, even. There’s just…a lot of it. All at once.

It’s an abundance of abundance.

And then I realize that this allowing thing not only works for my external successes, but my internal ones too. Such as, my sense of well-being.

Abraham has got it going on:

We would like you to release the word “achieve” or “earn” from your vocabulary and from your understanding, altogether; and we would like you to replace those words with the word “allow”. You’re wanting to allow your Well-being, not achieve it. It’s not something that you need to earn. All you have to do is decide what it is you would like to experience, and then allow it in order to achieve it. It isn’t something you have to struggle for or try for. You are all worthy beings. You are deserving of this Well-being.—Abraham, Excerpted from: Detroit, MI on July 08, 2000

When I feel overwhelmed,  I’m focusing on the situation. (Otherwise known as The Problem.) This is when I need to remember to focus on how I want to feel, instead. (In this and most cases, peace and well-being.)

My well-being is already inside me –and all I have to do is recognize that.

And in simply remembering that I already have it, I can allow it.

Which causes me to feel it.

And now I am it.



The Art (and Challenge) of Allowing

Neither others’, nor our own.

I notice that I’m expanding my perceptions as I move through the Triple Goddess archetype, the Maiden-Mother-Wise Woman cycle. In my current stage I allow for myself, whereas in my youth I used to “fix” myself. I stand in my truth, I have more compassion for me along the way, and I spend time with only those who let me be who I really am.

Okay, okay. Since I don’t live on a private island, I don’t get to actually hand-pick everyone that I encounter.

How well do I know myself?

Sometimes we run into folks who just don’t “get” us. I’m talking in a frustrating, clashing kind of way. Like when you mutter under your breath when you see that person approaching you. (Noble adversaries are like that.) Hey, it happens. Usually when you are tired, or otherwise run down.

And the more we stand firm in our discovered self-allowing, the more confused they get about us. So we decide that they’re the one who is short-sighted.

Guess what? It’s time to cough up our daily allowance. We need to focus less on our needs and more on our tolerance.

Because if I want to be allowed to fully be myself, then I must allow others to be themselves, too.

Even if I’m just confused by them.

Manners are mental, too.

What’s the difference between fixing ourselves and becoming more of ourselves? How does allowing from within dance with allowing from external factors as well? Please share your thoughts with a reply, in this safe space, below.  <3 

But let’s not forget this, as well.

Mystery Intrigue Adventuring



My friend arrives today for our Mystery Intrigue Adventure. She’s had an overfull plate in Life’s buffet line lately, and could use some celebration. I’ve planned and reserved three days and two nights of relaxation, events, and food around her interests. I’ve also included a couple stretches of her imagination in there. She has no idea where we are going or what we will do. All she has to do is show up.

But she is enchanted.

And she said Yes.

We’re both Daphne, by the way.

Have you ever been offered a mystery by the universe, in which you had zero idea of the details? And although you were enamored, you needed more information than to just show up?

So you said No.


Every day is a universal mystery, full of possibility. But as captivated as we might be with the possibilities, we first walk along the outside the buffet. We examine what’s being offered. Then we decide if we want to get in line with our plate. Or not.

And although we do have some really great adventures, we also deny ourselves fabulous mysteries.

When the universe offers you something tantalizing, say Yes. Follow the mystery. You don’t have to finish everything on your plate, you’re just encouraged to try it.

As for me, I’ve gone MIA–Mystery Intrigue Adventuring. I’m celebrating my appetite for joy.


Here’s a potluck buffet item I passed over for years. When I finally gave it a chance, I discovered it was life-changingly fabulous! Now it’s requested of me at every family gathering. Who knew?!? 

Mystery Adventure Fruit Salad


8 ounces cream cheese, softened

1/4 cup sugar

1/4 teaspoon vanilla

1/4 teaspoon almond extract

Beat these four ingredients in a mixing bowl until fluffy.

1 tub Cool-Whip–fold into above mixture.

1 package fresh strawberries, halved

1 package fresh blueberries

Fold the fruit into the white, fluffy goodness.  Or, layer it in a bowl. Whichever intrigues you more. 😉


Even Custer’s Mom Empty-Nested


I just got back from a fabulous 4-day road trip with my husband and 18-year-old son.

Did you realize this year is the 100th anniversary of our National Parks? One of our impromptu stops was a new park to add to our experiences: The Little Bighorn Battlefield. I highly recommend it. We particularly appreciated the self-guided driving trail, and being able to actually stand where Custer last did. I could feel the events happening around us, as if we were immersed in a live shadow of the life story. Powerful.

Custer’s Last Viewpoint

It makes me want to check out the History Channel for more info.  Does anyone know of a really engaging documentary on The Battle of Little Bighorn that I should check out?  Let me know in the comments, if you would. Thanks!

Ever since the kids were small we’ve taken a ton of driving trips and had a great time, for sure.  But this time, on the edge of empty-nesting, two things were seriously different that I did not see coming:

  1. Traveling with adult kids is really, really cool
  2. Immersing yourself in stops along the way is so worth the time and expense


Adult kids (isn’t that an oxymoron?!?) are fun to travel with. There is a whole new level of standing-down as a Mom that I got to experience. Like car snacks no longer being needed as a distraction or event. And not having to be constantly on alert and parentally vigilant about things like falling off of cliffs or yelling in restaurants.


Stopping early in the day and spending time where you’re at is so much more interesting than doing a drive-by and pausing only to sleep. It’s well worth it, and I will remember this when we tally the trip receipts…. My Bozeman experience went so much further than a hotel on the interstate with an amazing breakfast: I got to be in the audience of the outstanding planetarium presentation by that hugely amazing young woman. We enjoyed an incredible meal on the secluded back deck of a local restaurant, and it turns out that the owner and my son were in the bathroom at the same time.  (We now joke that they got to hang out together.) And randomly walking into the historic Ellen Theater  downtown led to a wonderful visit with the manager!


Oh, and when the tire blew? No biggie. I had both my guys taking care of me.  And, we got to enjoy a whole new set of lines from A Christmas Story: “Time me!”  However, no one had to say, “Do you know what your son (or, son-in-law!) just said?!?”

I have always loved our road trips. But as the kids become adults? It’s even more amazing. We all relaxed and enjoyed ourselves and each other more, and in a deeper way. As you are empty nesting, you can finally manage less and allow more, throughout your vacation–and other–processes.

And congratulate yourself! This is now the case because you made your Mama stand throughout all those youngster years! Way to go, then. And way to stand together, now.

Oh, fudge.