Author Archives: merina2013

Ramtha says manifesting is simple, really. As if it really is a given that you get what you ask for. Picture what you want, embellish the picture and feel into it, and do that daily, regularly, unremitingly. And it has … Continue reading →

Goals You’ve probably heard about it. The well-known Harvard study that followed  2 sets of graduates. One  reported  that they had goals but they were  more vague, and hadn’t been written.  Group 2 not only had goals but had also … Continue reading →

Life manifests who you are Stop sitting back and acting as if you had no responsibility for what appears in your life. That’s the old paradigm, where life just appears around you fully formed, always a surprise, usually an unpleasant … Continue reading →

The low level violence of  being comfortable. When you’re very comfortable with who you are, where you are, as you are – you’re in trouble. You’re forgetting that the only constant in the universe is change, and if you’re not … Continue reading →

The low level violence of being a follower I ‘m driving to New York city. Lots of long stretches of highway straight ahead, and I get to thinking what my driving instructor told me: the safest place on the road … Continue reading →

Depleted Elementary School Curriculum Who makes these decisions anyway? Todays curriculum is written in language that  only a lawyer can understand. Written by academics for academics. It’s a huge tome put out by the Toronto District School Board, which takes  … Continue reading →

Not living in today We do a violence to ourselves when we live in yesterday or tomorrow, spending time  and energy worrying about things. (Mark Twain  once said “ My life was full of awful events, most of which never … Continue reading →

Ghomeshi trial and low level violence There really was no contest about whether or not he did it, nor did he ever deny he did it. The question really was: was there consent? Nothing that came up in the trial … Continue reading →

The low  level violence of “sinner” thinking “Amazing Grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me”. Now the author of the song evidently thought himself a wretch, and for him these words were particularly apt and appropriate. … Continue reading →