Believe in YOU!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

Hello Wellness Seekers:

This is my new post after a long hiatus. I’ve been so busy with writing my next book, Your Moment of T.R.U.T.H., that I’ve sorely neglected my website posts. For those of you who are still checking in on a regular basis for new posts, I want to thank you for your loyalty to this website. Your support means everything to me.

For this holiday season, I want to encourage you to believe. Believe in yourself and believe that you will do wonderful things, such as listening for positive messages, remembering your great memories, doing good things for others, and believing in universal peace. At a time of prolonged pandemics, we need to concentrate on the beauty in our lives, like catching a snowflake on our tongue, seeing all the bright lights of the season, keeping warm against winter’s icy chill. If we forget — we have nothing.

Winters here in Minnesota are long and arduous.

I spent yesterday shoveling our driveway. I stopped at one point to listen to the snow falling. Many people believe that there’s no sound when snowflakes fall, but I BELIEVE I can hear them. It’s a silence so profound that it makes me tear up. When I sit at my computer, all I have to do is look to the right and I can see deer strolling through our backyard. This makes me smile. In my office, I have a very big sign that says, Believe, because this is such a special word for me, and it always will be.

Fall in Canada

I visited Canada this past fall and explored Banff and Lake Louise. I even went on a four-mile hike up the St. Agnes Tearoom trail. It took us two and a half hours to scale and two hours to come back down. There were many times I wanted to stop, but after a rest, we continued. This was the most difficult hike in my life and yet I made it. ME! Me who climbed the mountain, survived Stage IV colon cancer — twice, had two near-death experiences, and have had insulin-dependent diabetes for almost 50 years. I’m not only a believer, I’m also an achiever. I’m proud of my accomplishments and I truly believe in my strength, courage, and love. Yet, I know I’m no different than many of you. As wellness seekers, you’re on a journey to climb those mountain trails, bike across your state, and look for the good in everything.

If you’re feeling depressed or anxious during this time of year, remember to believe in yourself, because if you believe you’ll experience the very good in this life. Happy holidays!

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Alexis Acker-Halbur is an award-winning author and medical miracle. Child abuse made her seriously ill and put her in harm’s way many times. She survived and shares her experiences and tools with women and men who have been traumatized. To order her book, Never Give Up: Break the Connection Between Stress and Illnessclick here, or her newly published fictional novel, THE BEAR: In the Middle of Between click here.

 

Guest Blogger: The Spirit of Making Love

[Damiian Mario Lang is in my writer’s group. He shared this writing with us and I was so moved I asked him for permission to reprint it here. He thankfully agreed. I ask that you read his words with the love he wrote them with and with an open soul.]

Damiian's Car
Damiian’s Car

The spirit of Making Love is in the heart of the human being. There are so many more of us now, aching, reaching out, speaking up, connecting, and expressing this spirit of our hearts. It’s an evolutionary surge, a revolution of emotional exuberance. This emotional awakening is a rapids flowing into a massive integrity of loving kindness.  

One of the beautiful things about this emotional exuberance is that it is pushing the old traditional beliefs up to the surface, exposing them for the no longer functional ways of relating. Take Donald Trump, please, somebody take him and love him into loving himself. He represents the old crusty painfully wrong dysfunctional way of relating — the dying patriarchy. People have moved on from this abusive dark age mentality. It’s clear we are seeing him for what he is, a misguided, deeply wounded, reptilian brain dominated human. The collective consciousness will not allow this kind of perspective to live much longer. This is beautiful! This is a natural course of evolution. We evolve involuntarily. Our hearts are the center of our spiritual connection to the larger mystery of the cosmos. Mental power without heart tends to strengthen the ego. We are becoming more emotionally aware, braver than before, less tolerant of abuses that are clearly not progress. It is this surge, this bravery, this awakening emotionally that is happening across this country that is at the core of Making Love!  

Your ability to choose to open your heart is the healing we all need. Your inner world is a priority over the outer world. When that awareness hits you, you begin to know and understand how the universe operates within the human being. When you start to accept your feelings as meaningful ingredients rather than scary unwanted disturbances, your heart grows. By putting attention on your heart, which is your emotional field of play, you start a habit of feeling and feeling leads to knowing. We have been taught that our mental powers are the best — #1. When we start learning how to live with our opening hearts, we come to realize that being the best or #1 is not as important as a strong courageous integrity of love. By integrity I mean a container, we are containers of love. We have been taught that love is soft, squishy, girly, pie in the sky, undefinable and basically just a fleeting feeling. The premise was that Love happens in fairy tales, movies, books, poems but not in the real world. Love is real. Love is real in the world because it’s real in me. And because I have come to have faith in love I see it and feel it and experience it out in the world.  Love lives inside your heart. Love is so strong and constant it’s like a raging waterfall endlessly pouring forth, constantly beating against our hearts…our fearful, scared, hurt, wounded, tired, abused, lonely hearts. I’ve come to know that the saying is true, we are either choosing fear or love in any given moment.  

Love is expansive, it grows and blossoms, it’s gloriously beautiful, radiantly warm, overwhelmingly powerful. What’s in our hearts causes us to surrender in a puddle of utter release. In those moments we feel the oneness, the integrity that all of us are connected by. Love is our essential being. If your heart is hardened it’s really difficult to initiate heartfelt anything, including valuing human life. Healing needs to happen. Love heals.  

The littlest gesture of kindness and friendliness in public is healing. Wearing colorful friendly clothing in public is a kind gesture. Being fully present out in public is a revolutionary act of loving your self. People love people who are fully present. It shows they care.  Caring is love in motion. People all over this country are opening their hearts and starting to care. The emotional world of humans is just beginning to be explored and comprehended. It’s powerful beyond our knowing but it is not a power to be afraid of. We do know that this thing we call our heart has shown us consistent kindness and caring. Trust your heart. Trust the essence of love that you are.   

Although I am male by definition of my body, I see myself as a fluctuating, persistently balancing, emotional field of energy, intelligently conscious field of energy, contained in a physical form of energy, governed by an essentially invisible mysterious life source, with the capacity to make real what’s imagined. It’s my belief that my heart, my emotional field of power is my true north.  

I am a feeler and I play on the feeling team and we are undefeated, there’s no contest. Go team Go!! Love, love, love!!! 

In gratitude and honor of all loving human beings, 

Damiian Mario Lang

Who is Damiian Mario Lang?

Damiian Mario Lang lives in Minneapolis. He has a loving history of theatre, creative writing, and leadership experience. He loves mountain biking at Theodore Wirth Parkway, hanging out with friends, strangers, dogs, and wild places where nature is abundant. Damiian is currently finishing a book and exploring the urban scene of connection. Truth be told he’s been daydreaming about cross-country skiing since May, which is when he arrived here from Grass Valley California.  Damiian is a native of Dinkytown and would happily blow your mind with stories of the 1970s if you so inquire.  His door is open to all depths of connecting, playing, learning, and growing.   Contact him at:  damiianmario@gmail.com.

Thanks, Damiian, for sharing your feelings and for never giving up on love.