Patience

It’s been a while since I last posted, but today as I was sorting through some notes for my next book (which is why I have not been writing much here lately), I found this piece about patience. Since we have a few more weeks with Mercury in Retrograde, a time that tries the patience of many, I thought I’d go ahead and share my thoughts NOW.

Do not be impatient when it feels that nothing is happening. Remember that the Baker must wait while her cake bakes, and the Gardner must wait for the seeds he has planted to come forth from the soil and produce its bounty. A mother and father-to-be must wait for their child. These are all natural processes. They are not meant to be rushed. You know what will happen if a cake is taken out of the oven too soon or if you dig up a plant that has just broken through the surface of the soil. You also know the challenges of a child born prematurely. So you wait in expectation of what will come. In each process something’s happening that we cannot see. David Boehme called those things the “Implicate Order.”

Let go and trust the process.

In other words, trust God, the Universe, the Force, and then in what I call Divine Order the cake is ready, the flower blossoms, the child is born, and what you created is manifested. What you do until that happens is up to you. Some projects take much longer than nine months and yet, the same principles of Implicate & Divine Order apply. What you do during that gap affects the outcome of not only the project-at-hand but also other projects. For instance, do you check your cake every two minutes, taking it out of the oven, which changes the oven temperature? Or do you tackle a pile of dishes in the sink or have a cup of tea and chat with a friend? The possibilities are endless. The point is that all of life is a process. When we understand the stages of the process and embrace them, we will be in harmony with the universe.

We cannot be in control of every stage of the process.

Consequently, we must let go and trust. The sunrise and sunset reminds me of Divine Order. The stars in the night sky with its changing constellations show me what I cannot see during the daytime. So, I let go, do whatever I know I can and I wait patiently for life to unfold.

Like Mercury in Retrograde, time will pass. Like the Baker, I’ll enjoy my cake. Like the Gardener, I’ll harvest my peas. And like a proud parent, I’ll birth my next book all in Divine Order.

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BTW Here’s my Heavenly gluten-free chocolate cake. It took a few trials to tweak the recipe, but I embraced the process and it was worth it.

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TALK STORY

I’d like to invite you to join me at TALK STORY in Washington DC on April 14th. See the flyer for more details. Many thanks to the sponsors – the 1882 Foundation, the Chinese American Museum, OCA, Chinese Service Center & CACA – for the invitation to share my story about “rooting for truth” and my short/short story “Ching Ming.” If you are a Louie or Lei and plan to attend, let me know ahead of time so I can bring you a copy of my new book.

If you are not able to attend in person, be sure to catch the event on the 1882 Foundation Facebook page.

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Thank You, Universe!

Do you ever talk to the Universe? I not only talk to it but I also listen to, you know, that still, small voice that whispers in your mind’s ear. The one that teases and  coaxes, hints and downright pushes me towards those “pieces of the cosmic puzzle.” The one that reassures me that everything is in Divine Order no matter how crazy things look on the surface, that “this too shall pass,” and the sun will rise in the East tomorrow.

Today, I am especially thankful that I  listened as the Universe guided me in the direction of dreams – to China last year and to the completion of my book this year.

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I’m grateful to all the folks who have bought my book, read it, asked amazing questions, and even reviewed it. It has been so much more than the journey to China and the process of writing and publishing; it has been a spiritual journey that I will never forget.

I look forward to what lies ahead. Shhhh  . . . I think I hear the Universe calling.

Memoir of a Reluctant Medium

 

Thanks to Central VA IONS Community for inviting me to share my stories and some fun meditation exercises today. What a fantastic group! If you are not familiar with the Institute of Noetic Science, you should check it out: IONS

I am reluctant no more!

In celebration, I am offering a FREE e-book of Conversations with a Hungry Ghost:Memoir of a Reluctant Medium now through Monday. Click on the photo to go directly to Amazon and then, join the conversation.

 

Sharing the Journey

Meditation? Ghosts? Genealogy? Co-Creation? What do these topics have in common? Although they might seem disconnected, I will share how all of these became my spiritual journey at the April meeting of the Central VA IONS Community.

IONS, Institute of Noetic Science, was founded by Apollo 14 astronaut Edgar Mitchell, the sixth man to walk on the moon, after a profound experience on his trip back home from his voyage to the moon.  In that moment, he “knew that life in the universe was not just an accident based on random processes.”

I had the same kind of experience on my journey to China to my father’s ancestral villages and in writing my book, Conversations with a Hungry Ghost: Memoir of a Reluctant Medium.

You don’t have to go to the moon or to China to embrace your spiritual path. I will share some easy exercises to assist the journey to consciousness. I hope you can join us.

You can sign up at  Meetup.

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Celebrating the birth of a book – Conversations with a Hungry Ghost: Memoir of a Reluctant Medium

There is a Chinese proverb about a red thread of fate that connects us. I felt that red thread pull me to my ancestral villages in China, and through the veil that separates most folks from the spirit world. It played such a huge part in my life even before I knew anything about anything. So, naturally, it graces the cover of my book that I just released on Amazon. I hope you’ll check it out.

Conversations with a Hungry Ghost: Memoir of a Reluctant Medium.

Through the course of writing my story, I am no longer a reluctant medium.

 

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Rooting for Truth 寻找真相 My Journey to the West

Like Xuanzang, the 7th Century dynasty monk, who went West in search of knowledge from the homeland of Buddhism.

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I am heading West in search of the homeland of my Chinese roots. My journey has also been one of discovery about Buddhism, Taoism and even Christianity and the roles they have played in my families’ lives. For although I was raised in the Christian faith, I am open to exploring Buddhism and Taoism and feel I have gained much by what I’ve discovered. Like Xuanzang, I have a thirst for knowledge.

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Earliest known edition of the book, Journey to the West, a Chinese novel published in the 16th century during the Mind Dynasty and attributed to Wu Cheng’en

 

Even though I do not speak, read, or write Chinese, I am moved by calligraphy paintings and slowly but surely I am learning the language. If I do not learn anything else on this journey, I have discovered the truth about my Chinese name. For many years, I thought my name was Louie/Lei Bao Lian, precious lotus blossom of the Louie/Lei (thunder) clan. However, when I showed my Roots guide the paper where Dad wrote my name, he said that it translates to “precious age.”

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If that misunderstanding does not complicate the issue enough, there are the various spellings depending on which dialect you choose. Dad spelled my name Bo Line. Obviously, he did not follow the rules of transliteration, but rather created his own. I’m not sure why he told me my name had one meaning but then wrote the calligraphy for another. Maybe, he inadvertently gave me a clue about another lifetime, one as Precious Lotus Blossom. I wouldn’t be surprised because I do remember many life times in China. I believe those memories draw me back to China, and then, I wondered: did Xuanzang have a similar urge to go back to India, to read the original Buddhist texts because he remembered writing them long ago? I cannot say for Xuanzang, but for me the journey West has also been a journey within. How appropos as I explore the teachings of Buddhism. For in my search to find my father’s village, I have learned to overcome suffering, to walk the middle way, and to live my dharma. Even though I may be far from nirvana, I am happier about my journey in this lifetime.

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Quanyin on a lotus blossom