A poem depicting the absurdity in comparing ourselves with others

Journey On…
Written by Elizabeth A. Van Cleve

Don’t ever say-
Because I’m here
You shouldn’t be there
or
Because you’re there
I shouldn’t be here
It makes no sense

Would you ever say-
Because I am twenty
You shouldn’t be two
Because I love red
You shouldn’t love blue
or
Because you’re a teacher
It’s not okay I’m a student
Because I’m carefree
It”s not okay that you are prudent
Because I’m in the east
It’s not okay you’re in the west
Because you do it better
It’s not okay I do my best
Because I see the sunset
It’s not okay you see it rise
or
Because I slipped and stumbled
It’s not okay that you were wise?

See how ridiculous
this thinking seems to be?
When I cannot be you
And you cannot be me!

Do you ever say-
Because you’re over there
I should not be here
or
Because I’m over here
You should not be there?
It makes no sense

One should never say-
Because my skin is black
Your skin should not be white
Because I think it’s wrong
You cannot be right
Because my body’s whole
It’s not okay you cannot walk
Because I know the language
It’s not okay you cannot talk
Because I am straight
It’s not okay that you are gay
Because you have to work
It’s not okay that I should play
or
Because you are happy
It’s not okay that I am sad
Because they got it good
It’s not okay I’ve got it bad
Because you are you
It’s not okay that I am me
Because I have a vision
It’s not okay that you do not see

Because I am here
It’s not okay that you are there
or
Because you are there
It’s not okay that I am here
It makes no sense

Here’s what we should say-

I am here, and
It’s okay that you are there
You are there, and
It’s okay that I am here
I see one way
Because I am here
You see another way
Because you are there
Your journeys yours
My journeys mine
I may be twenty
You may be ninety-nine
You may be a woman
I may be a man
Another may be both
By what they understand
You may live in India
I may live in France
I may be very timid
You may love to dance

One thing is for certain
It’s foolish that we fight
And say you must be wrong
Because I think I’m right
It is what it is, and
We are where we are
And from where I started
I’ve come thus far
So journey on my friend
I wish you all the best
As you travel east, and
I travel west

Cheerio!

Trying to Get it Right

A Poem I wrote today about the struggle in trying to get something right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Trying to Get it Right
Written by: Elizabeth A. Van Cleve

I heard you the first time
and tried to get it right
But my memory and my will
Got into a fight
My will it won the battle
and overtook my might

Your earnest plea the next time
Made my memory strong
I made a resolution
Not to get it wrong
But my resolution vanquished
Beneath the pressing throng

The punishment convinced me
N’er let my focus stray
To do my duty faithfully
Let nothing dim my way
But boredom slowed my footsteps
Daydreams set me to play

Your smile was refreshing
As you explained to me
The hows and whats and whys
And then you set me free
Right or wrong or not at all
Was now a choice for me

I heard you the last time
But now I understood
I didn’t have to try this time
I knew I surely would
For my will was now the Master
Of the right way for my good!

Life- The Amusement Park

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Imagine that you are at an amusement park. You are excited with childlike glee to be here. It’s a brand-new innovated park in which the “rides” are actual doors to whatever you wish to experience.

The place is so expansive and massive, there seems to be no end to options. There are doors to any country or culture. There are doors to all sorts of adventures. There are doors to creativity and careers. There are doors to emotions, any emotion you want to feel. There are doors to the past- to history and doors to the future. There are doors to outer-space and doors to the dimension of atoms. The doors are endless.

And you get to choose which door, or ride, you are going to take- all purely for the fun of it, for the experience and the expansion that particular choice will provide.

Imagine that the way to pass through a new door is simply through thought- because these experiences come through perception and as soon as perception shifts, a new door opens and a new experience begins.

Now, imagine this is actually your soul… before you came here, and here is simply a door you entered through thought. In order to fully experience the ride, you left everything behind- even memory of where you came from.

Imagine that the soul purpose of this life is simply to experience for the sake of expansion.  It is your choosing. It is all just a trip and you have all power within to shift the experience at anytime.

Imagination is a gift- a tool- a portal. Imagination is the key!

 

Who is Responsible for All the Suffering in the World?

My diet today is approximate 90% vegan… I believe this video, along with others I have recently watched will take me to 100%
 
We have so many choices in our country and so much to sift through and decide. We have access to so many types of foods. Anymore, I can’t even purchase meat or eggs without images of the suffering I am now so aware of going though my head.
 
When my kids were little we raised chickens for eggs. One time we decided to order some quick growing broilers for meat… much more humane than what we were learning goes on in factory farming right? 
That flock of baby chicks grew so quick and so unnaturally fat they could barely walk. Never-the-less, they were living, feeling animals that ran after us like a brood of happy children whenever we were outside, hoping it was feeding time.
The day came when we were to slaughter them. I had a Russian friend of mine, who raised chickens for meat since she was a young girl, come over to help us with the process. We also had another family, had gone in on the cost of raising them, join us for the big event.
One by one the chickens heads were chopped off. Each one of us were offered an opportunity to chop of a head, taking turns. I refused to do any killing, but tried to look brave and tough. I sensed the anxiety in the other chickens as they awaited their fate.
After they stopped flopping around, we dipped their bodies in boiling hot water and removed their beautiful feathers. The smell was repulsive and lingered with me for weeks afterwards. It took me about a month before I could even eat the meat.
Yes, the chicken broth was deep colored rich with the nutrients meant to keep the chicken healthy life.
I solaced myself with the thought that at least they were “humanely” raised and slaughtered. But the reality is, what part of “slaughter” is humane?
 
It was all a learning experience. Most my family and friends will roll their eyes at these thoughts and say I am too fanatical or too sensitive.
I don’t really care about that anymore.
I’m not saying that it is just plain wrong to eat meat. But I am becoming aware of what our meat consumption is doing to our planet and of the immense suffering going on and the difference some clear education and a few changes can make for myself and others.
 
We say we want world peace. We say we want suffering to cease. But where, when, and how is any of that going to take place if when people bring out the truth and common sense they continue to be criticized and/or ostracized from society?
 
How can things change in any arena of discord, if all we do is stand around and make fun of each other? When have smart-ass remarks  anybody anywhere. As a whole the world is severely suffering. And why? So our personal nest isn’t ruffled? So we can continue to indulge our senses and ignore the price that is paid to do so?
 
It’s not just about veganism and animal cruelty; Its also about world hunger, slave labor, child pornography, the Holocaust of abortion;
It’s about devaluing life.
Its about apathy. We are each responsible for our part.
 
I am responsible for my part. I am responsible every time I buy eggs and cheese- for the health issues they cause, for the deception and oppression of the pharmaceutical companies continuing to have power over us, for the blatant abuse and slaughter of billions of animals. I am responsible every time I purchase products from countries who utilize child labor. I am responsible for purchasing products from companies that sexually exploit women, children and even men. I am responsible when I form opinions not based on personal open and honest research, but on media-madness, and peer pressure.
I am responsible every time I pull down the blinders, close my ears and shut my eyes because the truth means I need to make a change.
 
Who is responsible for all the suffering in the world?
Not some invisible God in the sky,
But you and I, just you and I
Who is responsible for all the tears being shed?
Don’t point to the other guy
Cause it’s you and I, just you and I
Everyday we are making choices
To close our ears or hear the rising voices
We’re either part of the problem or the solution
Take some time to think about your contribution
Who is responsible for so much corruption?
Not some politician way up high;
But it’s you and I, just you and I
Who is responsible for all the injustice?
It’s not the lawyer on the sly
But you and I, just you and I
Do not believe the lie of the hour
That it’s too late and give away your power
Do not idly wait for our destruction
Use your life for positive reconstruction
Who will change the world and make it a better place?
Not some big dictator up in the sky
But you and I just you and I
Who is responsible to end all war and hate?
Not the devil standing by,
But you and I, just you and I!
Written by Elizabeth A. Van Cleve
10/22/2016

The Message is Simple… LOVE!

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Lately, it seems to be quite a struggle to hold onto hope for real world peace, to feel safe and secure in life, and to trust in the best intentions of humanity. News headlines lines literally wreak with purifying stories of hatred and malice, murder and deceit, heartache and suffering. I suppose the most baffling aspect of it all is why would things be worse, when there are churches and religions massively covering the earth claiming to teach unity and love? In fact, I don’t think there is hardly a religious person out there that would not agree that LOVE is the key that unlocks happiness, peace, joy, liberation, forgiveness…

Then why, why is the world in such a mess?
Why is religion not impacting the world as it could be?

The reason religion is failing to unify is because of a little conjunction that most religion adds to the simple message to love.

That conjunction is “and”.

What comes after that conjunction is as vast and as varied as personalities are.

Love and go to church
Love and give money
Love and dress the way we dictate
Love and submit to authority
Love and be baptized
Love and call yourself a_____________
Love and join our affiliation
Love and see things the way we see them
Love and agree with everything the pastor preaches
Love and don’t listen to rock music
Love and wear a covering on your head
Love and don’t ask questions
Love and be compliant
Love and serve our church
Love and stay away from______________

On and on and on it goes. Where it stops nobody knows.

Its not what follows the “and” that is the problem. It’s the “and” being there in the first place.
The “and” is what breaks the fellowship. The “and” is what divides. The “and” is what turns love into hypocrisy. The “and” is what removes the unconditional. Its the “and” that provides the excuse to commit atrocities. Its the “and” that inflates the ego. It’s that little conjuntion “and” that is added to the simple message of LOVE that dilutes it and robs it of its potency.

LOVE!

That is the key to world peace. That is the key to happiness. That is the key to Spirit.

God is love. Love is God.

The message of the sages is simple:

LOVE!

Written by Elizabeth A. Van Cleve
10/09/2016

Your Inner River that Satifies

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There is a river
That flows from deep within,
There is a fountain
That frees the soul from sin,
Come to this water,
There is a vast supply,
There is a river
That never shall run dry.

This song talks about the river that “flows from deep within.”

In my book, “The Voice of God Within” I share my journey out of the abyss of religious muck and mire and finding true soul freedom when I began to listen within. I still hear that voice, and I have more peace now than I ever did in stuck in the boxed up teachings of Christianity.

However, my time spent in religion was not in vain. It was a stepping stone to where I am today- a learning process. I do not regret it. I was doing my very best during those years with what I understood. Nor do I advocate that religion is unnecessary. Many people are helped greatly by their religious affiliation.

But the greatest freedom, joy, peace and love all come from the voice within– There is a river that flows deep within each and every one of us. Most religious systems teach that you have to go through a process to receive this special infilling that gives you access to this river. Yet, I have found that it is these very processes offered that keep you away from this precious inner guidance. Religious dogma and expectations cause a person to look more without than within.

The REAL awakening comes when you hear and listen to the voice within. This voice is in every one of us. It is the very spark of life. It is the realization that YOU are the temple of God. Not a building or a group of people- but YOU! The Christ experience is to understand that you too are God incarnate.

“Is it not written in your scriptures, Ye are gods?” ~Jesus Christ

This song talks about freedom from sin, which is what keeps us from drinking of this eternal river. Sin is separation from God, or to put it more plainly- separation from SELF. It is anything that keeps you from listening within. When we hear that voice within, it leads us to have abundant life.

“I came so that you might have a more abundant life” ~Jesus Christ

To be religious is to be dedicated to a systematic way of living, to its rules, and to its religious observances. It is to have an allegorical “old-testament” way of life- to fear and quake before a powerful God- outside yourself, that will one day destroy all that is known to us today; it is to be judgmental of yourself and others; it is to separate, to war against, and to destroy your personal self- old testament religion is divisive. It is an allegorical testament of the evolution of man.

But to be authentic- or what Christ said to the woman at the well, to be in spirit and in truth, is to listen within; it is to drink of the inner eternal waters; it is to be reconnected to yourself; it is to become alive to your true, authentic self, which is God incarnate; it is to be free from rules and regulations and simply subjected to yourself to your own inner guidance system; it is to connect to pure, infinite, unconditional love; it is peace and serenity with yourself, with this life here, with others, and with God; it is the peace that passes understanding; it is to know that you can never really be separate from God; it is understanding that nothing in and of itself is evil or bad, but only perceived as evil (Romans 14:14); it is to be okay with where other people are in their journey; It is the freedom from feeling responsible for other peoples journey; it is to love everyone everywhere because you realize that what you do to one, you ultimately do to yourself; it is understanding that we are all of one source and life is eternal, and this too shall pass; it is knowing that the only thing that is real is that which never changes- that voice of God within- that YOU that has been there all along…

Look for that river within- it is a VAST supply!

 

 

 

Sea Side Candle Creation

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  1. Spray paint and old ceramic plate with Rust-Oleum’s Gloss Seaside blue.
  2. When dry, place candle on plate and hot-glue assorted seashells around it.
  3. Lightly spray entire piece with Krylon’s Glitter Blast Diamond Dust paint.

“Art opens the closets, airs out the cellars and attics. It brings healing.”

Start Your Day with Awesome Sauce

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Good Morning!

Here is quick morning practice to do before you even get out of bed that can add that extra awesome sauce to your day!

  1. As soon as you wake up say “Good Morning” out-loud with a smile on your face.
  2. Next, say out-loud, three things you are thankful for; e.g. Thank you for a safe nights rest. Thank you for another day of life. Thank you for this bed/ room….
  3. Spend five minutes waking up your body. Stretch your feet back and forth. Roll your wrist. Take long, smooth, deep breaths. Bask in the moment.
  4. Sit up and ask yourself, how do I feel today and what do I need? Tune into your body. Its it tired? Sore? Refreshed? What about your mood? Do your night dreams come to mind? Bring them to the forefront. What emotions were felt? How do they relate to your current life? Acknowledge them. If they were negative emotions, determine what you need to bring them up the vibrational scale. Keep a journal and pen by your bed to take notes.
  5. Once you decide on your needs, think about how you can meet those needs in the upcoming day. If you are sore, maybe a hot Epsom salt bath and a couple aspirin would help. If you are weary from a stressful week, perhaps you needs rest and relaxation.
  6. Ask yourself, “How do I want this day to feel?” Now that you have tuned in to your needs and desires, you can answer this question. Feel is the key word here. Do you want to feel relaxed? If you are meeting up with people, how do you want the meet up to feel? If you are going to work, how do you want work to feel today? Put your feelers out there and really feel what you desire.
  7. Now commit it all to the universe. Place it all in a colorful bubble- choose a color that feels good and then mentally release it for the universe to work it out.

You are the co-creator of your life. You are either creating by default or you are creating intentionally.

Have an AWESOME day!!!

With Brave Wings She Flies!

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By Elizabeth Van Cleve
July 4, 2014, edited August 10, 2016

It’s been over two years since I left the church I had been a part of for close to 20 years. With all the courage I could muster, I walked out of the inner world of protocol, dogma and dictation and out into a world of uncertainty and misgiving. I waited for the sky to fall, for the serpent to bite, for the wrath of God to shake his finger at me and claim me a heretic doomed for hell’s fires. Every slip away from the rules and regulations I had so faithfully adhered to, was followed by accusations that I was the devil’s advocate and would soon be “seven times worse than before.”

It wasn’t a hasty nor a light decision. It began a few years prior, when in a desperate cry for relief from a monotonous, insipid life, I began to pray that God would take every ounce of religious spirit out of me and to help me to be a proper representative of him. Over the years the splits, fighting, hurt and drama I had witnessed at church and in the religious world at large, I knew God could not be the instigator of it all. I was so discouraged and let down. I could not envision the entire world being locked down in this systematic way of living that we were regularly admonished to uphold. Though I understood very deeply that the world at large has great needs, in my mind this way of life was not the answer.

I began reading books written by women who had been involved in religious cults and they resonated the same fears I had about leaving their religion, of God’s wrath, and of their system being the only way to heaven. It opened my eyes to the manipulation of fear, and I began to understand that what was holding me to the church I was immersed in was no longer a love for Christ and his work; Somewhere along the way, that had been lost in all the “do’s and dont’s” and in the complete take over of my life. I was no longer happy there and I was dying inside and the church did not have the answers to my inner turmoil. I knew that the only thing that was continuing to hold me there was fear. Yet, God was working so gently within my heart, drawing me closer to and showing me my wings.

A complete paradigm shift was going on inside of me. Little by little God began to rock my world so severely and I knew I needed to leave religion behind me. I read a book titled “Half The Sky” written by two journalist who traveled to several countries and witnessed the violation and oppression of women and young girls in developing countries. The stories in this book were absolutely horrific. I began to contemplate how so many women were in countries and/or positions where they had no voice about what was being done them. I thought about all the religious oppression world wide where torture and blood shed awaits any who would dare question the system. And here I was in AMERICA- the land of the FREE choosing OPPRESSION! I then realized that leaving church was not just about me. My freedom was about every man, woman and child out there who have no rights. My freedom was not to be taken lightly. My freedom was a responsibility. My freedom was their HOPE!

Yet I struggled because of years and years of fear conditioning. Then, one day I saw this vision of myself; I was in a large cage, curled up in a ball, crying. The door of the cage was wide open but I was too terrified to leave because I believed the serpent waited without to devour me. Then God spoke to me and told me to use my wings and fly away.  It took a great amount of courage to leave flying straight towards my deepest fear. It was the bravest step I ever took. But the day I flew away, a great load lifted off of me and I knew, I had just taken my first step towards TRUE FREEDOM!- that freedom that comes from within- that freedom of KNOWING I have wings and Spirit is the wind beneath them and that nothing could ever separate me from God. The day I walked away, was the beginning of my personal inner freedom and authenticity.

I have never regretted that decision!

“Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed”
-Martin Luther King, Jr.

To read more of my spiritual journey out of religion and what I have learned see my book: “The Voice of God Within: An Inward Journey of Discovery and Restoration”

Hi Vibes for the Wounded Soul; the struggle is real!

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As a child, the mental and emotional abuse I endured was almost unbearable.
There was some physical abuse as well, in the form of corporal punishment that never matched the “crime.”
Most of the time I had no idea what I had done wrong, but my father seemed very adept at pulling heinous crimes out of the hat for an excuse to unleash his own unhealed wounds on his children.
The alcohol consumption only worsened the amount and intensity of his chastisements.

Horror… terror…dread…
How does one describe being a child of a belligerent drunk?

I have flashes of hiding under the bed, or in the closet,
covering my ears so as to shut out the screams of my siblings,
my heart pounding into my throat-
hoping beyond hope he would not find me.
Who knows the hours I remained there at times, terrified to come out.

But it was the emotional abuse that was the most damaging-
the angry and insulting slurs,
beating me down, insult by insult,
like a worthless piece of existence.

Being raised by a father figure-
the one you looked up to for love and acceptance,
to cheer you on,
to protect you from the harshness of life,
to give you strength and courage…
left scars that are blatantly visible in my everyday life…
Scars from always being watched by a condemning eye,
relentlessly ridiculed and punished,
scars of never being enough-
never kind enough, good enough, obedient enough…
And those scars don’t go away.
Some of them pierce me everyday,
cast an ugly shadow over my spirit,
get in the way of the perfect life I long to live…

I want to say to you,
I understand that the struggle is real.
You are not alone!
I get it!

High vibes life has been the antidote to my deep depression,
to low self-esteem, to fear of waking up,
and to fear of dying.

High Vibes Life has taught me…
That I can create something NEW!
I can paint my own rainbow
and make my world beautiful!

It has not been easy.
Everyday I have to practice.
Everyday the scars and wounds stare me in the face,
and everyday I have to kiss them good morning
welcome them once again as part of who I am.
Everyday I have to check my forgiveness,
for the one who originally wounded and maimed my soul,
and for the ones along lifes path
who unwittingly kicked at my wounds,
and scorned my tenderness.

Everyday I have to chase away the shadows of yesterday,
and begin the day anew- with beautiful thoughts.
Many times I awaken from disturbing dreams;
Most of the really scary ones have faded, but I still dream
of being rejected, unloved, unwanted, unworthy;
But I’ve learned to thank them for the what they show me;
They guide me to understand what positive affirmations I need to write.

And I remind myself anew, out loud,
in ink, in voice, in mind, in Spirit:

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YOU ARE LOVED!
YOU ARE WORTHY OF LOVE!
YOU ARE LOVEABLE!
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL!
IT IS SAFE TO BE ALIVE!
YOU ARE TRULY AMAZING!
YOU ARE THE BEST FRIEND EVER!
I LOVE AND ACCEPT YOU JUST THE WAY YOU ARE!

 

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Namaste!