Surrendering: God’s Plan vs. Your Plan


Leanne & I recorded another video!!!! I have spoken about letting go of your own plan before (read it here)
All of us can agree that we don’t want the struggle. We plan on controlling, scheduling, negotiating and elbowing in order to get our own way. This results in a struggle and in this false sense that I am the only one that’s not making it work. This is clearly wrong. None of us are able to make it work by ourselves. Our way is not working.

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Releasing Judgement: Tapping into Forgiveness for True Abundance & Happiness



Leanne & I recorded a video!!! It’s on forgiveness and releasing judgements. A few tools that have helped me with being more forgiving:
1. Meditation. Meditation creates this space between events that are going on and my feelings. It allows me to stop being reactive and constantly riding the waves of my emotions. Meditation allows me to stand back and look at the bigger picture. No longer are you stuck and invested in every little occurrence. You are able to assess the situation and take more measured action.
2. The “other” is you. Your “enemy” or a “stranger” is simply your greatest teacher. They are not out there. They are a reflection of what is going on with you internally. These people are simply not just out to make your life difficult. It’s not about you. They are acting out of fear and pain. If every you find yourself in such a dynamic- give the relationship what you perceive it lacks. Give them more love and care. If you are damning someone for not calling you- simply pick up the phone and call. Do not sit and fester- step into action and give the relationship what you perceive it lacks. If you blame someone for not being supportive- perhaps you should be even more supportive of them- with absolutely ZERO expectations in return.

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11 Easy Steps to Escape New York City & Move to California

If you are reading this- Maybe you’re just like me- waiting for others to hand you solutions. Well babe, I got some bad news for you- that’s never going to solve any of your problems. Pray and then put one foot in front of the other. As you move- the answers will appear. Those answers have a pesky way of evading you when you are sitting down doing the thinking. 
The universe requires that you take guided action. Sitting down partaking in what I like to call “mental masturbation”, though amusing, will not render results- save for the anxiety, anger and fear that you will be creating. Clicking into “X Easy Steps” articles is not advisable… Stop it right now! You need to get out there and get your hands dirty trying new crazy things that sometimes scares the heck out of you.
What I can do is tell you my strategy for getting from New York City to California. This is not the holy grail or bible but that does not take away from the fact that the following works: 

Throw all your stuff into 11 luggages! Tah dah! There you go- ELEVEN EASY STEPS!  You heard that right:
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Sashay over to Virgin America who allows you to check in 10 luggages that weigh 50 pounds for $25 each. In addition, you can bring all of your valuables-think jewelry, important documents and electronics- in a carry on bag (16 lbs) for a grand total of ELEVEN bags. The key is to weigh your luggage. If you are over the limit there are extra fees. I bought a luggage scale and even went as far as to weigh the luggages at an unattended luggage check station at the airport. 
You are also allowed to bring a personal item- such as a book bag or purse or puppy (puppies fly for an additional $100 dollars- though if you blind them with the 10 checked in luggages they might forget to charge you…this happened to me but I asked to be charged for the puppy for extra karma points) 
If you happen to get their Virgin America credit card– they will give you the first checked in bag for FREE. Not only that but as a cardholder you are invited to board the plane right after first class is called. 
Oh, what is that you say… speak up a bit louder so that I may hear you, “WHO THE BLOODY HELL HAS 11 BAGS???!!!!”
Enter Costco stage right. As you may recall Costco has a 100% product satisfaction return policy… I actually called in to ask a customer service representative. They indeed allow any and all returns within the first calendar year. Anything beyond the first year they will accept due to a defect or if it does not work. Costco sells luggage sets that have 1 large bag, 1 medium bag and 1 carry-on size bag. I purchased 3 sets and one large Samsonite stand-alone bag. The beauty of this is that the sets fit beautifully into each other like little nesting dolls. 
The strategy to take with the smaller suitcases is to pack them with the heavier items so that they still hit the 50 pound limit. And if you guessed- all luggages will be going right back to Costco here in California because as a great friend once said, “I keep my GANGSTA in my back pocket!” 
Carried on the wings of angels…
Now you may think this is all nuts. I am one who likes the easy, seamless and elegant things. I especially like not carrying things or being in charge and taking the easy way out (this sounds horrible typed out…) I did some quick google searches to calculate how much it would cost to ship my things and it got scary:

I looked into uHaul’s boxes and they seemed reasonable priced at $1.70 for a large box and assumed 50 pounds just for the sake of comparing it to operation Virgin.
UPS quoted me $ 93.61
United States Postal Service charges $105
and shockingly… I did not look into FedEx but I did a quick search and they are the cheapest for their Ground Service at $51.69 which is still $26.69 more expensive than my Virgin method. 

In my apartment hunt in California, the first apartment that I looked at was of someone who was doing the opposite move as me- she was going from California to New York City. I asked her what movers she had used and she recommended FlatRate Movers. She said that she had moved 20 large boxes and a TV for $1700. 
I think what was key for me was selling things on Craigslist. What’s funny about that is that 98% of things were purchased by friends, family or friends of friends (people who I am Facebook friends and who I have not seen in 10+ years surprised me by connecting me to buyers). 
When I could not move inventory I GAVE IT AWAY!!! You have to say to yourself- does it cost me the aggravation of having to disassemble this, haul it down stairs or the elevator (if it fits) and figure out the appropriate garbage day (collection could be once per week) OR would you rather have someone come get it so that you can forget it.
Finally, one huge word of advice- DO NOT WAIT UNTIL THE LAST SECOND! I did not listen to this advice. I had angels come help me pack. In the end, I also had to have stuff put away in a storage unit.
Manhattan Mini Storage has closet sized storage available for $53/month. 
From the moment I flew out to California to apartment hunt (May 20, 2015) to the moment that I packed up and left (June 29, 2015) I funnily enough had an à la Bible 40 day turnaround on my move… coincidence? I think not!  
I am breaking my vow to save all the juicy details for my (very near) future interview with Oprah… Because I am a selfish sort of woman and want you all to follow in my footsteps! FOLLOW ME TO CALIFORNIA!!! Friends & Family wanted!!! The grass is greener! The grass is greener! The grass is greener wherever I am! 
Now I have planted the idea in your head. I will leave you with one more brain washing tactic, diversion… LOOK A CUTE PUPPY!!!: 
What are your thoughts on my moving strategy? Did you make a huge move and know awesome tips? Leave your comment below- I want to hear from you! 
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Relocation Day: Your Plan vs. God’s Plan

I always imagined that the hardest part about making a move to the opposite coast would be dealing with the residuals of my past life. The picking up the pieces- throwing out what no longer serves me, packing those boxes and locking the door behind me for the very last time. 
I was very blessed in that I sold most things, made peace with the excess of my previous life and parted with many things. Angels showed up to pack my life away. The angels brought a cake that I could not eat because my nerves were working their magic on my stomach. I gave up at about 12:00 am the morning I was set to leave but not before making my family promise that they would store some of my things and return the mess that I had left behind into a pristine apartment. 
My brother slept on my couch to help me lug all of my baggage downstairs. At midnight, I set my phone’s alarm for 4:00 am so that I would be able to get ready and finished packing in time to leave for the airport at 6:00 am sharp. I connected my phone to its charger and passed out on my bed for the very last time. This was my plan.
I slowly open my eyes after peaceful sleep to discover- it is light out… that did not seem right. 4:00 am does not have any light. I looked at my phone, it displayed a caution message and was turned off. I must have missed my plane! I panic and run to the living room where my brother is sleeping… I wake him up and ask him the time – It’s 6:00 am. As my phone turns on I see a message from my friend who is scheduled to take me to the airport- he says, “I am downstairs whenever you are ready.”
How am I in this moment? I yell at my brother to take down all of my luggage as I rush to shower. I get ready and throw the rest of my toiletries in my bags. I collect the puppy and throw her in her carrier. I rush down and it’s 6:28 am. “Hey, maybe we should just leave at 6:30 am instead. I think that’s a better idea” I yell towards the guys who are waiting for me chatting by the car. They had packed the SUV to the brim. Only two seats left to spare.
We rush to the airport and sort out what terminal Virgin America is in. We rush in with three carts and make the line. We are standing in line for a bit when my friend goes to ask security where the check in personnel is. That is when we realize we are standing in the section for Virgin ATLANTIC. We run to the right section. 
After saying good bye. I make my way through security praying that I am not late. I get to my departure gate and board the plane. The pup goes under the seat in front of me. I ask the guy across the aisle to help me with my carry on. I sit down. I am waiting for take off and decide to make a call to my mom. 
The captain gets on the PA system. He says that the mechanics are working to fix the plane and are downloading software. This should take 20 minutes. Twenty minutes go by and he gets on again to announce that it will actually be taking 2 hours and that we would be deplaning to get on a new plane.  And that was when I could hear god laugh… I smiled.

At this point I don’t care about my plan working out or not. There’s a line form A Course In Miracles that says, “I do not perceive my own best interests.” Me, in my own limited brain, cannot for one second even pretend to know what is best or what should happen next. We rush and rush to plan, to predict, to make ourselves feel comfortable with the uncertainty of the future. We lose sight of the fact that our greatest asset is that uncertainty in the unknown. I no longer have my plan. I no longer rely on just myself. Life is bigger. Life is awesome when you know that the universe has your back. Moving to California has taught me that there are no limits and there’s no use in truly planning. Stick to broad strokes, ideas and desires – God will fill in the rest. Just put one foot in front of the other and you’re on the right path. It’s even better when you know that this adventure we call life will be not only be fun but that you will laugh along the way. As they say in California, I am in the wind…

P.S. Support my crazy dream of (F) UNemployment: Read more here. Help me relocate to CALIFORNIA!!!! Donate here. 
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Sex And The City: A Story of Synchronicity

I sat down to tea with a friend at Bryant Park only to be surprised with the question: “Do you think it’s all a load of crap? All of this positivity stuff- all of what Gabrielle Bernstein and all the other positivity and spirituality people are peddling? What if this whole life and everything else is all meaningless? How about if there is nothing else but this? What if they are all just selling lies?” 
My eloquent self replied, “Huh? What do you mean? Do you mean like, what if there’s no God, no Universe? The law of attraction and positivity in general is a lie?”
To be quite honest, I don’t think the answers to any of those questions matter. So what if there is no God. So what if the organization of the Universe and it’s bending towards happiness and positivity is all a fabrication. I can care less if Gabrielle Bernstein, Deepak, Oprah, Wayne Dyer et al are all selling us on an empty dream and are lining their pockets living in their huge mansions.
What I care about is my happiness. My positivity. My ability to relate to others. I know that there is a stark contrast between the moment I presented myself as an atheist and my current spiritual self. I don’t care what anyone writes about, sells or pedals. What I do care about are the experiences in my own personal life- am I seeing God’s presence or a positive slant on my life? Yes. God/the Universe/or whatever else you may believe in is an experience. The way you can know that you are on the right path is to see the results – peace and happiness. I have Peace and an indescribable bliss that is beyond any happiness that I have ever experienced. I don’t need to see God to know that she is present- supporting me every step of the way. 
We have to cut back in time to earlier in the day when I wrote this blog post in which I complained about my move to California. I was a bit in the dumps unable to shake the dread of apartment hunting in a market that was expensive. I b*tched and whined. I was then asked to tea only to find myself jumping on my soap box when my friend started to complain about her transition to living in New York City. 
I reminded her of the multiple blessings and how different and uncertain her life had been when she first moved stateside. I was beyond words and could not help her any longer. I jokingly said- “I don’t know what to tell you- did you think it would be like Sex & The City? There are millions of people that would kill to be in your shoes. You actually made the move. You are here and you’re not that horribly off.”
That’s when she interrupted to tell me because there was a cute baby on the carousel behind me. I whipped out my camera and started snapping photos. I figured I could use her photos on my blog post. 
She then turns to me and says, “You have to stop taking photos- don’t you know who the father is?”
Who’s the daddy:
Can we calculate the odds of this? 
Babies are cute- Fact. Your life will be better than Sex & The City- FACT. Real life is looking pretty damn awesome right about now. It will be beyond your wildest dreams- it will blow your mind! I guess this is what happiness looks like:

If you need a sign that things are on their way- you needn’t look any further. Miracles are at your fingertips. Living in New York is no biggie. Moving to California- no sweat.
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