And Just Who Do You Think You Are?

And just who do you think you are?

Ever been asked that? It was probably not put to you very kindly, and it was probably from someone who had no idea who he or she was. As a teacher of mine loves to say, it might’ve been from someone who was having a very bad life that day.

So, who do you think you are? Well, got all day? I’ll tell you. It’s all……awesome…. As the picture states, “How’s beautiful, wise, radiant, magnificent, far bigger than you might think…..for a start?”

A friend recently asked me why I write about what I write about. So here it is, my favorite topic: We are…..big… big…..truly big. We are magnificent. We are awesome. We always have been and we always will be.

Truly, we are amazing. We live in a field of unity where one thought, one action affects the whole. What we do to one, we do to everyone. The wisdom of the ages abides in each one of us.We can send love to seedlings and watch them flourish (while studies show that sending negative thoughts can make them wither). We can lay our hands on others and ourselves and watch the physical body heal. We can send loving energy to the other side of the world and witness transformation happen. We can create masterpieces of art and music and writing. We can create loving families. We can develop new sciences, new ways of thinking, new policies, new technologies, new…everything.

Many years ago, I griped to a friend that my mother would often say to me, “And just who do you think you are?” Mom was very, very sick, so she was often tired and cranky. My friend answered, “Well, we know who you are.” It was one of those moments where Truth spoken was Truth heard and integrated. Insta-change. Insta-shift.

So many of us humans love to play small so often, but we certainly don’t serve the world from that space. How we can access that bigness for the benefit of all? That’s where love comes in.


So. Much. Love.

Back to what my friend asked, another thing I love to write about is, well, love! Love of self, love of life, love of another. Everything I write and speak publicly about celebrates this…..and us.

People who’ve had near-death experiences come back and talk about the Love—with a capital L. Mediums who receive messages from the other side say that the main thing our loved ones want to convey is how much love there is, how much love we are.

I had a death experience once, under something very close to hypnosis. I felt myself being swooshed up—very technical term, I know—in a…..vortex…..of……pure love. So. Much. Love. I felt other souls around me being taken up in the vortex, too. It was one of the most magical experiences of my life, and I love bringing that feeling to my everyday living—when I remember to.

Our mission, should we choose to accept it, is to live in that place of love—no matter who’s in office, no matter what the Dow is doing, no matter what’s going on in the world, before the tragedy hits that calls for outpourings of love. Light up the supermarket. Light up the office. Light up Twitter. Listen. Love. Repeat.



As I state in my book Visioning, “People who view themselves as victims stay stuck in the story and their creative juices are bottled up by attachment to the past.”

Spaciousness allows for creativity to flow and dreams to come alive. It can come in so many ways – from releasing what anyone else thinks of us, commitments we’ve outgrown, the past and old grudges, and people who are energy vampires. You know who they are—those who suck the energy right out of the room and of us.

The best spaciousness comes from letting go of old hurts. Arriving at the point where we can say to a former adversary, “You have safe passage through my mind and heart,” is a time and place of transformation. It’s not for them—it’s for us…although they’ll get it, too.

Living in a place of neutral—without reacting to the Dow or the headline news—can be a place of peace. Peace isn’t a simple, wimpy, wispy idea; it’s a place of tremendous strength. More can get done without the anger. I was reading the responses of the Trump supporters to the “sh!thole” comment and was honestly trying to see things from their point of view. It wasn’t easy, but I did get to the point where I could see their side. I don’t agree with them (at all) of course, but I understood them.

Hatred comes from not remembering who we are. Here’s another quote from Visioning.

Low self-worth? Powerless? No more. There is no issue of self-worth when we have the true knowledge of our true self. There is no issue of powerlessness. When we take on the mantle of true power and self-worth as we rediscover our true identity, remember that knowing this true identity brings great awe, great privilege, and great, great humility. Yes, we are heirs to the divine kingdom, and some of us have been living amongst the swine, as did the prodigal. But when we truly know who we are, the time of living amongst the swine ends. And we are humbled—the swaggering ego ceases. There is no need to puff up what is already truly beautiful, truly great.

And there are no villains; there is no evil any more—only separation from the oneness, the source, the light, the love. When asked about people who seem to be less than loving—muggers, derelicts, and the like—Mother Teresa was quoted as saying, “I look at them and say just think: there goes another being of [God], in such a clever disguise!”


The Road of Love

Everything that ever happened got us……here, to this now moment. And here is where we start. The old thoughts of who we are, the so-called failures, the hiccups…they’re how we became who we are—a living, walking drop of love.

We’re so wise. We really do know so much—what to do, when to do it. It’s just that we forget as quickly as we remember. That’s why there are so many of us; to remind each other constantly, because we forget constantly (JK/LOL).

We’re so much stronger than we think we are. There’s so much more to this life than we can see. Pursuing a dream and seeing it come alive, even just a tiny bit, is what we’re here for. Follow the love until love is all there is. That’s us.