Trigger Inspirations {0}

The scent of a certain perfume invokes a long lost memory, the sight of a red balloon reminds you of your childhood, a song takes you back to a time almost forgotten.

Memories are a funny thing and it would seem, sometimes, they have a mind of their own. They can come out of nowhere and take us by surprise and they can change our temperament with just a fleeting glimpse.  While they can uplift us, they can also emotionally cripple us.  They can keep us stuck and they can ruin a good thing with a drop of a hat.

Like with everything in our lives, we have the power to pick and choose how our memories affect us. While it is inevitable that sometimes the reminders aren’t pleasant, it is most certainly possible to have a handy dandy trigger standing by eager to be of service.

Our positive inspiration trigger can be anything we want it to be.  It can be a word, a scent, an object or a color. I suggest a trigger that we can spot often in everyday life, thus we be constantly reminded of our intention. Repetition will be our key to success. This is an exercise in change and change takes commitment. Whenever a thought, a situation or a story threatens to change our sunny disposition, we should call upon our trigger to instantly uplift our spirits and regain control of the situation.

The more we call upon our inspiration the more spontaneous the action will become. We are de-brainwashing ourselves of the thoughts that are keeping us stifled. We are taking control of our lives and the possibility that we can accomplish anything we set our minds too. WE are rewriting our story, reprogramming our reactions, and taking positive action to become the master of our emotions.

When we are in a place of positivity our exchanges will be more intelligent, our aspirations more creative, and our smile a constant companion. If we practice using our triggers as much as we can we are promised to see what a difference a day makes.

I choose the color blue.  Any and all shades of blue so that my happy inspiration trigger will be visible everywhere I look.

What are you going to choose?

Dare to Dream {0}

I’ve been moved by a movie.  A place where visions come to life, messages are there for the taking and dreams really do come true. Movies represent life. They are adaptations of someones version of a story. They can be based on real life or make believe. They can be silent or they can be quite loud and clear.

For most of us life has held some kind of struggle. It’s all relative and it is up to us to choose what we do with the cards we have been dealt.  For some, they never realize they had a choice while for others they will do anything to rise above whatever struggle comes their way. Maybe it’s time we pull out the cards we were dealt and do magic tricks.

Life is full of magic and wonder and it should be the ultimate adventure. Life will give you what you ask of it and life will always be what you make of it. No excuses. This goes for everyone. It doesn’t matter where you’re from, what color you are or what age you are. Our purpose doesn’t know restrictions and our dreams don’t know limitations.

HUGO Produced and Directed by Martin Scorcese

Hugo:  “Everything has a purpose, even machines.  …Maybe that’s why broken machines make me so sad.  Maybe it’s the same thing with people.”
Isabelle: “Is that your purpose—fixing things?  I wonder what my purpose is.”
Hugo:  “I don’t know.”
Isabelle:  “Maybe if I’d known my parents I would know.”

Hugo:  “I’d imagine the whole world was one big machine. Machines never come with any extra parts, you know. They always come with the exact amount they need. So I figured, if the entire world was one big machine, I couldn’t be an extra part. I had to be here for some reason.”

We all have a story, a meaning and a purpose. We are meant to be of service and we are meant for greatness. We have to be clear in our intention and unwavering in our tasks. We must be specific and steadfast. We must hold dear to our dreams and set them out before ourselves in increments, like that of a film negative. A play by play of our dreams that were meant to come to life. Help your story unfold. Make it so important to you that it not coming true is not an option.

Pay attention to your intuition, look for the signs, listen to your life and your dreams. Believe in your hopes and aspirations. Believe in yourself enough to see it through.

Our vision of ourselves fueled by our action is what makes our dreams come true… The Lumiere Brothers wouldn’t share their moving picture box with Georges Méliès so he made his own, OprahWinfrey was born into poverty in rural Mississippi to a teenage single mother, and Lance Armstrong was diagnosed with testicular cancer before he went on to win seven consecutive Tour de France championships!

We all hold the tools to become a part of the 3% that are doing what they dreamt. We can’t give up. Not ever. Never be undaunted by the unknown. If you were brave enough to indulge in your dreams don’t you owe it to yourself to see them come true?



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Age of Time {0}

“The only reason for time is so that everything doesn’t happen at once.”

                                                                                                            ~ Albert Einstein

My post yesterday caused a bit of a stir.  I am not in a bad place, I am just finally following through on a promise to myself to stop candy coating my emotions. But also on the same token I realize something, the need for a new promise.  If I am tired, just plain and simply, had a long few weeks with hardly any sleep, working over 14 hours a day, kind of tired, then I shall own up to the fact that I need some rest.  Time to stop being so hard on myself and making everything bigger than it is. Perhaps there is no need to find hidden meanings or question life’s patterns when in fact exhaustion is the culprit.

But where is the fun in that and however will the W Chaser in me survive without dissecting every little when, why, where, who and what of every situation?

It would seem lately that when my body completely shuts down my mind opens. Just when I think I have nothing to say and I will never put another word to these pages, the flood gates unfasten and the music plays and my fingers are playing my keyboard like a piano.

Has there been a new epiphany? A new sense of enlightenment that will release me from the binds of time?

                                   “I was older then, I am much younger than that now”.

                                                                                                              ~ Bob Dylan

I wouldn’t call it an epiphany really but I will say it’s time to stop letting age get in my way, (which apparently is what I have been doing). It’s time for the butterfly in me to break free of the cocoon I have placed myself in. There is no room for limitations.

My friends are mostly younger than me, and in my industry the people I work with seem to be getting younger too.  Why do I seem like the only one getting older? I don’t know what to make of the changes that are happening. It has been hard for me to appreciate how lucky I am and how admirable time has been to me. I am a late bloomer, I have so much to be thankful for, like the fact that I ever bloomed at all!

Since my childhood was taken from me and I spent most of my days a quintessential representative of a misplaced youth, I have in my mind been getting younger. I find myself in a position to enjoy the things I wasn’t able to do as a kid and shy of a few bruises, I am having a blast. Mid life crisis? Not yet.

Life is meant to enjoy and no matter what I think I owe my mother, I most certainly don’t owe it to her to end up like her. I don’t think she would appreciate it. I think she is looking down upon me laughing and wishing she was here to share in the making sense of nonsense that I have embarked upon.

My heart has embraced the value of time. I know who I am, I know what I like, I know where I am going and I know the importance of sitting still for as long as you can so you can learn something new about yourself.

I also know that there are so many people out there that are my same age and I know you might be one of them.

What are you doing with your time?



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Unravel the Ribbon {0}

Writers block has consumed me but my thoughts have been relentless. I let myself get wrapped up in the ideology of “if you don’t have something positive to say, then don’t say anything at all”.

Well, the truth is, the truth isn’t always positive. Sometimes the truth is just down right contrary to popular demand. If you’re searching for answers sometimes you have to look in places that were long since forgotten. You have to get out of your comfort zone and you have to get your hands dirty. I am now long over due for a manicure.

I’m not feeling negative but some might think it’s cynical.  I’m not unhappy but some might think it’s gloomy. I can’t always cater to the masses and periodically I have to engage in the I syndrome so I can get clear.

2012 is almost upon us and while I am not entirely sure I support the notion of making resolutions I feel the need to get a jump start on some more spiritual awakening.  The order of the day: anything raw.

raw: (of an emotion or quality) strong and undisguised; frank and realistic in the depiction of unpleasant facts or situations.  

If I don’t come out from behind my own sense of moral imperfections I am not making progress. If I keep altering what I say for fear of what people might think, I am being a hypocrite.

Since I honestly believe that I am not the only one on this version of a journey maybe I owe it to all of us to stop hiding. Alienating myself has helped me make some changes but how strong am I if I don’t test the waters? What is there to be afraid of? I might fall? I might not.

I’ve been lost in the notion of what I am supposed say and I let my thoughts keep me from writing. I’m not on a crusade. I’m just trying to figure out my truths. I am trying to unwrap another kind of present. It’s time to turn the tangled up ribbon of the past into a bow, and while that can get messy when you have a lot of ribbon, aren’t we worth it?

Playful Poetry {0}

Friends in far away places. Memories of things that haven’t happened yet. The boat about to cast it’s sail. Letting your thoughts run away with you and you know it’s been a while. Some silly morning word fun. Some latent criminals on the run. It’s a bright and early Monday morning as your musing ruffles you like the wind.

Never cease to be amazed by peoples predictability. Don’t let fears and misconceptions touch you. Slide down the rainbow side and see where life will take you. Throw full fledge balls of laughter and the angels will giggle playfully. Ask for guidance specifically and let the answers manifest magically.

The fireplace crackles while the trees dance and a picture comes to life. You open your eyes stretching languidly and the children are singing playfully. Love guides and tender moons embracing what must be coming soon. Trust your intentions and live in the moment. Know your life is now. You just need to know your “what” and let the Universe show you how.



Listen Carefully {0}

                                                                  Photo Courtesy of Marc Marosi                                       

In life we are in a constant state of learning. At times our actions are spontaneous but pragmatic. While other times our actions are guarded but careless. We have stumbled and we have fallen and yet we continuously pick ourselves up again. We survive by whatever means possible because the alternative just isn’t an option.

But just surviving isn’t enough. Just getting by isn’t enough if you are still hiding, concealing or running from the truth. Only you know what those truths are. Only you know what moves, hurts, and inspires you. And only you can be honest enough with yourself to admit when what you’re doing isn’t working anymore. You must listen to your life. It really is trying to help you rise above whatever it is that is holding you back. 

The signs are everywhere but we must get out of our heads long enough to heed their warnings, prompts and motivations.  Nothing is too scary that you can’t face it head on and win. Stop making excuses. Be the King of your jungle. Know we are beings blessed with innate courage, intellect and reasoning.

Take a second and think of all the places you’ve been and the things you’ve done that for some reason you can’t let go of. It might even be something that was done to you that drives you to make the choices that send you into the abyss of martyrdom. Have you taken a hard look at your downfalls and tried to figure out what was going on behind the scenes?  Choose to let it all go. Stop giving the story of your past your power.

Regardless of your actions, when you have no regrets you come to a place of forgiveness and when you have forgiveness the freedom gives you courage and the courage gives you strength and in the strength is bred intelligence. When you are in contact with your true nature your intuition will guide you back to your true purpose and your free will. You will not be the victim of your past, or your patterns or someone else’s story ever again. You are accountable for whatever part you played in it and there’s no refutable rebuttal for admission.

Be majestic and stand tall and be unwavering in your intentions.  Be proud of your shortcomings because you learned from them and they made you who you are today. Be humble because you don’t ever want to take anything for granted. Be a leader so you can help someone else overcome their fears and listen to the possibilities of what their lives have to offer too.

Do you hear it?


What If? {0}

                                                                         Photo courtesy of Marc Marosi
If I were a thought I would share, a memory I would remember.
If I were a laugh I would travel through the air.
If I were a question I would ponder, an article I would inform.
If I were a hypothesis I would explain.
If I were a bird I would fly like Johnathan Livingston Seagal, a penguin I would have happy feet.
If I were Dr. Seuss I would rhyme.
If I were a mountain I would stand tall, a cloud I would dissipate.
A frog, I would ride a lily pad across the pond.
If I were a window I would show you the world, a plane I would take you far away.
If I were a dream I would come true.

If I knew it all I wouldn’t wonder, if I wasn’t curious I wouldn’t question.

If I am more than the idea of just the girl that I was, then who would that make me now?

What would you do?

A Miracle {0}

For those of you who know me, you know, this past year has been riddled with challenges and the negativity had many moments of victory. But as promised when this journey began, I wouldn’t give up hope that together we would persevere.

About a year ago, while on a shoot in Los Angeles, my colleague (and dear friend) Millie told me about a book about Angels written by Doreen Virtue. It sounded beautiful and intriguing but at the time, I just wasn’t ready.

About four months ago when things were getting completely out of hand, I gave myself over completely, asking for help or a sign or anything that would encourage me. Then I waited. I deliberately silenced myself. I didn’t force it. I believed, implicitly, that help was near.

Then one day while snooping around on-line for an uplifting book I could read, there was the page with the Doreen Virtue book Millie had told me about. In utter excitement (but not knowing why) I downloaded the audio books, the meditations, and the kindle books. I submersed myself in the theories, the possibilities and the love.

My life, in the past few months has undergone a complete transformation. The signs are everywhere, the messages are clear, and my sense of self seems completely restored.

The other day my friend Megan and I went on our favorite hike that has a labyrinth style maze at the top. Whenever we go, we take turns getting into our place of intention and we walk the maze. Our last visit was my first visit since embarking on this journey with my angel guides so it seemed only fitting that I bring them with me. I thanked them profusely and I asked them for indication that I am on my right path. I thanked God for the angels and for my very creation in his eyes of perfection.

Last night, reading The 12 Keys by David M. Friedlaender, I was reminded of the magic of manifestation. The encouraging stories of Bill Gates, Jim Carey, Steve Jobs, and Oprah, are reminders of people just like us, that persevered. I fell off to sleep with a smile on my face and one of my angel meditations in my ears.  With a silent love filled prayer, I drifted off.

Today I woke up excited and couldn’t wait to write my entry share my news about this new address for Life With One Eye Open, little did I know, I would also be sharing a miracle!

I keep a little money plant on my desk and last night before I went to bed I put it in the sink to give it a little water. This morning I grabbed my coffee from the kitchen and on my way to my desk remembered to grab my little plant from the sink in the guest bathroom.  At first I couldn’t believe my eyes but then I remembered I had asked the Angels for a sign.  Today my little plant held a message…

Amazing right!!?? I’m more elated and uplifted then I ever could imagine and this proof that I am on my right path couldn’t be more perfect.  It’s time to keep moving forward.

You coming?

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Don’t be afraid of the dark. You can reveal your true purpose in the mystery. When you are forced to sit still you are unequivocally getting to know yourself. While the unknown may be scary, these kinds of tests can catapult you into your  true calling. Can you tap into the fear and see if you have the courage to see it through?

Remember, wherever you go, there you are. So don’t try to hide behind your spouse, or best friend, or your job. Don’t run off to the gym, or go jogging or drinking. Don’t camouflage it behind whatever hobby, service or action you have come up with in your life to protect yourself. It’s not protecting you.

Whatever it is, it’s a crutch. You are enabling yourself to stay the same. You are stifling your possibilities with the hustle and bustle. You are not encouraging yourself to grow and you can’t overcome the darkness if you run from it.

Quiet yourself. If you don’t face the dark it will always catch up to you anyway. So why not stop, be still and see where it takes you? Don’t put on your boxing gloves, put out your arms to hug yourself. Don’t blast the music, make it as quiet as you can.

If you trust it, the darkness will show you your true passions, intentions, and desires. Important discoveries can be found when we follow our inner path. We can plant new affirmations for ourselves that help us be better people. We will  invoke peace in our hearts so that we may know humility. We are beings made from love and the most important love of all is the love we show ourselves.

Isn’t it time you set yourself free from the darkness?
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