Pam Grout

Interrupting regularly scheduled programming

March 21, 2025 14 Comments

“Spiritual transformation is our remaining pathway to sustainability as a species embedded on this planet.”– Gayatri Naraine

I’ve always been an agitator, a mutineer, a person who questioned the story I was fed. Not that I didn’t follow the rules as a kid. I did–so much so that I sorta lost myself for awhile.

I lost the real me, the Isadora Duncan me, the me that deep down knew the consciousness of oneness that lies within everything.

That can happen when you try to fit in with a culture that continuously preaches fear, separation and scarcity. A culture that constantly insists “you should be ashamed of yourself.” Oh and by the way, here’s a product or a workshop that can fix it.

I realize now that the only avenue left is to overturn that story for good.

Everything I write about revolves around the interruption of the regularly-scheduled programming, about moving from a material paradigm, the paradigm in which we’re all deeply embedded, to a spiritual paradigm where consciousness matters, where love is already flourishing.

The Taz Grout 222 Foundation is about interrupting the regularly-scheduled programming that maximizes selfishness. It celebrates the power of creativity and regeneration and the truth of the world—that all of us are deeply connected. We throw little pebbles of hope into the ocean of consciousness.

In my books and right here on this blog, I share miracle stories that interrupt regularly-scheduled programming about what is and what isn’t possible. Click here to read a fun manifestation story about a 10-year-old whose fourth-grade teacher was obsessed with Duran Duran and jokily asked her to find them on a Christmas break trip to London.

Regularly-scheduled programs are the products of beliefs, most of which were assigned ages ago by people we don’t even know. And unfortunately, the cognitive and perceptual mechanisms of the material world adjust to the programming we’re taught. We literally cannot see or experience things happening all around us because they don’t fit our conditioned programing.

Which is why I’m about to recommend a podcast. It’s called The Telepathy Tapes and wow, talk about a mind being blown. Or at least the minds who grew up (read: all of us) in a materialist paradigm. The podcast follows non-verbal kids who can’t talk in the regularly scheduled way, but who communicate through their minds, through their consciousness.

Even though it’s my stock in trade, language has major limitations.

Once we name a tree or a frog, for example, that’s all they can ever be for us. Once we make a determination about a certain person, that’s all that person can ever be. Language collapses the wave and then we’re stuck with what appears to be the materiality of what that creates. Our conditioning, our language limits how we see the world.

I hereby commit to interrupting all regularly scheduled programing and tuning into an infinite mindset where every possibility exists.

Have an extraordinarily epic weekend, my dear comrades in spiritual mischief.

#222 Forever!

Pam Grout is the author of 20 books including E-Squared, E-Cubed, Thank & Grow Rich and her latest book, The Course in Miracles Experiment: A Starter Kit for Rewiring Your Mind (And Therefore Your World)

Unjamming the frequency

March 14, 2025 41 Comments

“People often mistake me for an adult because of my age.”–Christine Smith’s Epistle

Albert Einstein once said that while arrows of hate were often shot in his direction (which tends to happen when you pose a theory that questions materialism and everything science once believed to be fact), they never touched him because they came from a world he did not inhabit.

Had I remembered that quote at the time, I would have used it in the email I sent to a reader who recently asked if I lived in some kind of bubble.

She thanked me for my books and said she was re-reading E-Squared because she needed to remind herself that there is still good and magic in the world.

However, soon after getting worked up and excited about life’s possibilities, the ego, like a rubber band springing back, piped in with “but the world is so awful right now.”

If anyone else is wondering, let me just say I do not live in a bubble. I’m painfully aware of the current zeitgeist. Luckily, I’m even more aware of a spiritual reality where all things start from within.

Everything we now see in the material world started from within—one person had an idea for an invention, or a type of governance or a piece of art that rocked how people perceive reality.

To feel despair is to simply ignore the fact that tomorrow doesn’t have to be a repeat of today.

In E-Cubed or maybe it was Thank and Grow Rich, I wrote about algorithms, how they show us whatever we look for, how they give us more of what we choose to click on. It’s important to remember that billions and billions of dollars are being spent to capitalize on outrage. Big corporations monetize fear, worry and angst which they’ve learned is more effective than simply offering another cute kitty picture.

What they don’t advertise, because well, it would harm their bottom line, is that their sole profit strategy is to jam up our frequency. When we’re distracted like most of us are, we can’t pick up the clear, pure signal of Truth. When we continue down the rabbit hole of believing this is how life is, we’re robbed of our capacity for transformation, for new life, for new arrangements and new possibilities.

The Truth signal is never absent. It continuously transmits guidance, love, light, really everything we could ever need. It is ceaseless, uninterrupted.

So why do we allow it to be jammed with algorithms designed by those whose own frequency is polluted with fear, greed and other lies?

So I pose two questions today.

1. Does the worry, the fear help you in any way? Can you think of even one benefit you’re receiving from the story which has currently captivated humanity’s attention?

2. Since we all get to choose what we want more of (that’s how algorithms work and also how the beneficent, loving universe works) what do you really want to click on?

I urge you all to go out and enjoy the most stupendous, fabulous, distraction-free weekend of your life.

#222 Forever!

Grounded in infinite benevolence

March 5, 2025 48 Comments

“In the vast expanse of this unfolding universe, light and love are ultimately sovereign.”–Charles Bigger

I’m just home from 10 days in the beautiful Savannah, Georgia, where my sister has lived for four decades. I was able to catch up with cousins and nieces and nephews and enjoy the azaleas that are just beginning to bloom.

Not being an ostrich, I can’t help but notice that things in the outside world look a little shaky. Some might say a cross between a soap opera and a horror movie.

And I constantly wonder, “What is mine to do?”

Again and again, the guidance I get is to calm the thoughts in my own head, to question the things I believe to be absolute fact and to remember that stressing and efforting does nothing but keep me away from the beauty that’s here in the now-now.

So in the service of getting all our minds to relax, thereby allowing life’s basic goodness to get through, I’d like to share the following stories that recently popped into my inbox:

1. A reader from Hungary (I love that I get emails from across the globe) said my Course in Miracles Experiment is drastically changing her life. She says she just found her soul mate after years of looking. She even sent me a video of a beautiful Hungarian folk song.

2. The next story exemplifies just how crafty the universe can be in delivering our good.

Take it away, Joe.

“Many years ago, while trying to sell life insurance, I drove a smashed up 1963 Valiant. This car was so trashed that I would park it down the street so prospective clients wouldn’t see it. Clearly, I needed a newer car.

“I set the intention for a 2-door hardtop, big V8, less than 25K miles, with a 3-speed Hurst shifter and a price tag of $1,300 tops.

“I prayed about it and, knowing that faith without works is dead, I decided to take action by calling car rental lots.

“My first call was to a wrong number, but I began joking with this stranger and even asked if he happened to have a car for sale. He said, “As a matter of fact, I do and I have to sell it before Saturday, my wedding day, because I promised my bride-to-be it I’d get rid of it.

“Because it was already Thursday, two days away, he was willing to take $1300 for this Oldsmobile Cutlass S, 2 door hardtop, roughly 23K miles, 350 cubic inch V8 that he had ordered special from the factory with a 3-speed Hurst shifter.”

3. Joe also told me this fun story about manifesting a copy of the original Course in Miracles.

“Many years ago, a bus driver where I worked had recently discovered A Course in Miracles and was an enthusiastic evangelist. I decided I wanted my own copy and made that intention. A few weeks later, about 100 school type lockers mysteriously showed up in the hallway outside my office. Upon opening one of the lockers, I found on the top shelf a leather-bound book with gold trimmed pages. I assumed someone was going to miss their Bible, took it down to see if there was a name in it (there wasn’t) and, much to my surprise, it was a Course in Miracles in brand spanking new condition.”

4. This one’s from Madeleine who was at a Writers Conference in Chicago.

“When the organizers opened it up for questions, an older man stood up and said he was not a writer, but a heart surgeon at Rush University Hospital in Chicago. He was, however, looking for a writer to help him get the word out about this amazing force in the universe that everyone can access and that helps patients heal. Before operating, he said, he always told patients about this healing power. Those who believed him always had much better outcomes. Needless to say, you could hear a pin drop in the room.”

This last story comes, not from my inbox, but from FB. Maybe you’ve seen this piece, written by Hopi Indian Leader White Eagle.

“This moment that mankind is experiencing now can be seen as either a door or a hole. The decision to fall into the hole or go through the door is yours. If you absorb information 24 hours a day, with negative energy, constantly nervous, and pessimistic, you will fall into the hole.

“But if you take the opportunity to look at yourself, use the time to rethink life and death, to care for yourself and others, you will walk through a portal.

“Take the perspective of an eagle that sees everything from above with a broader perspective. There is a social issue in this crisis but also a spiritual issue. They both go hand in hand.

“Learn the resistance from the example of the Indian and African people: We are and still are being threatened. But we never stopped singing, dancing, building bonfires and having joy.

“Don’t feel guilty for feeling happy in these difficult times. It doesn’t help at all to be sad or angry. Resistance is resistance through joy!

“When we enter the door, we are given a new worldview because we have faced our fears and overcome adversity. Make it a habit to meet the Holy everywhere, every day. ~Hopi Indian Chief White Eagle

That’s it for today, folks.

#222 Forever!

Happy 2/22! Where we jumpstart a revolution in consciousness

February 22, 2025 35 Comments

“The miracles you can do are limitless, simultaneous and legion.”—A Course in Miracles

I have never in my life gotten so many daily hugs!

Craig Foster, the South African filmmaker who won an academy award for My Octopus Teacher, welcomes friends, colleagues, even first-timers to his beloved Cape Town with a hearty “Welcome home!”

That’s because all of us, in one way or another, can trace our lineage back to Africa’s San people. All of humanity originated from these magnificent peoples who were able to survive and spread out across the planet thanks to their deep connection with nature.

Although dormant in most of us today, this inherent ability, this knowing still exists within each of our souls.

Yet, when the Taz Grout 222 Foundation decided this year’s grant would be used to support LoveLights Ubuntu Camps in Riviersonderend, original home of our wildly-tuned in ancestors, we had no idea how much it would radically change our lives. Well, except for Taz, my cosmic board president, who undoubtedly had it planned all along. As I often say, having a daughter with such a broad and vast perspective is a real perk.

The mission of the Taz Grout 222 Foundation is nothing less than to transform the consciousness of the world. Until we change the way we perceive the world, until we update the things we value, humanity will continue to focus on an insignificant material reality, one that teaches us to buy products, worry about our appearance, distrust our neighbors and perceive ourselves as separate individuals competing for resources.

These exuberant kids taught me way more than I could ever teach them.

As the Course in Miracles repeatedly says, everything we moderns now perceive as fact is an artificial reality that ignores our true nature.

The Taz Grout 222 Foundation believes we don’t have to live in that distorted world anymore.

We don’t seek to change things per se (that, my friends, is counterproductive and only creates resistance), but to celebrate a more nourishing way of life, a grander possibility. We intend that our new vision will be SO compelling, SO alluring that people CAN’T WAIT to jump on board.

Every year on 2/22, we pick a project or individual to support that is already celebrating a higher truth, that is already rejoicing in our inherent wholeness, intelligence and beauty.

I could go on and on about our time in South Africa. We played, we sang, we danced, we loved. But I think the following pictures say it best:

Ubuntu is a word that means I am because we are. At the camps we hosted more than 100 kids from 4 to 18.

We tromped around the river and the mountains where the San practiced their ancient wisdom.

We decorated rocks, collected from the river, to spread messages of hope.

This is Robin Goff, the powerful miracle worker who started LoveLights 20 some years ago as an offshoot of the Light Center, her 95-acre healing retreat in Baldwin, Kansas. I am so lucky to be her neighbor, friend and cohort in spiritual mischief.

In addition to LoveLights and the Riviersonderend Ubuntu Camps, we are also funding a five-acre home for the wonderful Yacouba Maiga who for 20 years has been changing stereotypes and empowering women in rural Mali.

Congratulations and Happy 222 Forever to all!

Tuning in to the eternal broadcast

February 20, 2025 19 Comments

“There are only two mantras, yum and yuk. Mine is yum.”–Tom Robbins

Happy Thursday, beautiful friends.

Mike Dooley and I just had a public conversation with his TUT Adventure Club. Or maybe it was his Possibility Trainers. Either way, it was a great reminder (at least to me) that most of our assumptions have outlived their usefulness.

We both agreed that it’s time for those of us who believe in the higher frequency to step up, to generate a field that has nothing to do with “the world.”

The world we see now is simply a picture of old thought forms that have condensed themselves into temporary materiality.

The key word is temporary.

As much as we want to hold on to what we know, it’s time to dive headfirst into the new, the as-yet-to-be.

As you all know, I use a gazillion synonyms for what some folks call God. The one I’ve been pondering lately is dynamism. That’s life, that’s what’s true.

So we can cling to old structures, habituated ways of being or we can let go and trust the invisible, the part of us that’s eternal, indestructible and dynamic.

It’s only scary when we look through the lens of our old assumptions.

But mostly today, I wanted to share this video that you’ve likely seen, but is worth a second three minutes of your time.

Sending you SO MUCH LOVE!

#222 Forever

What a relief!!

February 11, 2025 46 Comments

“To live in victimhood is to live like a beggar.”—Byron Katie

What a relief….

…to learn that my happiness comes solely from me.

What a relief…

…to learn I can question my thoughts…

…to know I don’t have to believe them…

…or give them my precious energy.

What a relief…

…to know that while my thoughts are never going to stop, I have no responsibility to take them seriously…

…Or invite them in for tea.

What a relief…

…to recognize that my thoughts are mostly conditioned patterns…

…and that if I continue to shovel coal upon them, they will cost me my life and precious energy.

What a relief….

…to know life, real life, is the exact opposite of the life my thoughts blab on about

…and that it’s safe to take my attention off my thoughts and just be.

#222 Forever!

Ridiculously blessed

February 7, 2025 46 Comments

“Chasing the light doesn’t necessarily look good on paper.”—Heidi Hook

Many years ago, I created an iPhone app called “Planet Goodwill: 365 Ways to Share the Love.” For each day of the year, it suggested a simple (very simple) act of random kindness that anybody could do anywhere.

It included leaving a cupcake for your mailman or taking a flower to your favorite barista. When I say I created it, I came up with the idea, wrote the copy and secured the photos that popped up to announce each day’s fun new act of generosity.

The technical part of the app was handled by a company in California that soon went under and the app disappeared, although I still have its beautiful icon on my phone.

And I still hang on to the intention of spreading a little bit of light each day whether it’s a simple “thinking of you” text or a secret love note left on a stranger’s car windshield or — as I’m choosing to do today –a blog post that celebrates the ridiculously beautiful things that keep landing in my inbox. Like the video of the crow helping a hedgehog across the street or the note of synchronicity from a reader whose bill for 22 things at Costco came to exactly $222 at :22 after the hour.

I especially got a kick out of this story of synchronicity, shared with me by John Milton Branton at JMB Films:

“Dear Pam

I’m driving my sons to school when I notice a mini-trampoline that someone has placed beside the road. I decide I’ll come back and scope it out later, which I do.

I park a few houses away and notice, directly across from where I’ve parked, a little free library. Now I’ve driven down this street many times, probably daily for the last month, and I never saw this take-one/leave-one library before.

I’m going through the books and I see this E-Cubed title, decide it’s some kind of math book – ugh – and pass over it. Nothing interests me, but as I’m about to leave E-Cubed falls off the shelf and I catch it. Okay, so maybe it leaped into my hands. I see it’s not a math book and, well, it’s calling “take me home, take me home.” Which I do.

Part 2. I have a lot of books and a lot of rewriting to do so E-Cubed ends up on a table beside my desk for a day or two. As I’m not reading anything for pleasure at the moment, I pick it up and start browsing. Pretty soon, I’m reading huge chunks of it at a time. It’s definitely got my attention.

Part 3. I read the part about the butterfly experiment from E-Squared. And I think, well I’ll give that a try. And I’m thinking, it’s January in Vancouver and there’s snow in the forecast so “there ain’t gonna be no butterflies. “Bring it on, Universe,” I say anyway. “Show yourself.”

Part 4. My son and I make a trip to Urgent Care because we both have coughs that aren’t going away. His blood work comes back showing pneumonia. I’ve just got the normal respiratory virus that’s making the rounds so I’ll just have to tough it out. He gets the drugs.

My dear friend Martha Creek sat next to this tattooed friend for her entire cruise to Antarctica.

A few hours later the prescription’s ready and I hop into the car to head to the pharmacy. I start the car, the radio comes on with a song I’ve never heard before. It’s soft and soulful and makes me calm and peaceful. I look at the readout of the song title on the screen, “God, will heal you,” it says. Whoa. Message from the Universe? Pretty hard to deny but it ain’t no butterfly!

Part 5. I’m wandering through my local Shopper’s Drug Mart and decide I better stock up on Kleenex. I pass a shelf full of Kleenex but decide to pick it up on my way out since my hands are full and I don’t have a shopping cart. I’m on a completely different aisle and there’s a smaller Kleenex display on a low shelf – packages of six wrapped together. And they’re on sale. I bend down to grab a pack and I notice the design on the boxes is butterflies – lots and lots of big fat butterflies! And not just butterflies but words in Latin. Maximus: highest; Purus-pure; vitae-life; Highest pure life! And butterflies. On a Kleenex box.

I surrender.”

Thank you, John, for sharing the love. And for reminding us all that miracles are always around for those with the eyes to see them.

And thanks to each of you for promising to have the very best weekend of your life.

#222 Forever!

Don’t miss the party

January 29, 2025 81 Comments

“I turned to the rose and exclaimed, ‘it’s beautiful!’ and beautiful it became.”–Rabindranath Tagore

Just a few of the precious faces I saw in South Africa. Stay tuned for a full report on 2/22

I barely know where to begin. As most of you know, I left right after Christmas to fly to the other side of the world. I spent three glorious weeks in South Africa, getting hundreds of hugs from hundreds of kids who came to the Ubuntu summer camps that the Taz Grout 222 Foundation helped fund this year. Soon after arriving home, I manifested a long-desired intention to see the amazing Cloud Cult in concert which also entailed traveling.

But I’m back now and fully committed to amplifying the truth that surpasses the narrative we’re continually being fed. Right now, we’re being inundated with the opposite of hope, so much so that some of us have temporarily forgotten the following three facts:

1.We each have great reserves of energy within us – by some estimates more than 7 X 10th to the 18^th joules of power which translates to roughly 30 hydrogen bombs. That means we have the power to fill the whole world with light.

2. Each one of us contributes to a resonant field of either peace or war, of either love or fear, of either truth or illusion. Every thought is a unit of energy. And we get to decide which ones to nurture. I refuse to let someone else’s viewpoint or beliefs interfere with my reality.

3. Outrage does nothing but cripple us. Fear and worry do nothing but deplete our energy. Once I step outside the narrow spectrum of consensus reality, I notice that the world still pulses with immense delights.

So my plan is to harness all my thoughts and all my energy to call forth the beauty and light that exists within all things. In other words, I will NOT miss the party.

#222 Forever!

Getting into the sea

December 27, 2024 16 Comments

“I am the patriarchy’s worst nightmare.”—Elizabeth Gilbert

There’s an episode in the tv series, Shrinking, where the characters, clad in nothing but their underwear, tramp into the ocean to communally discuss whether or not one of them should adopt a baby.

I dig the idea of getting into the sea whether it’s literal (as in their case) or metaphorically, because it means stepping into something completely unknown, surrendering to waves that aren’t predictable or controllable. And I especially love when we do it communally as a human family.

If I believed in New Year’s resolutions (I absolutely don’t—humans, most of which are already walking anxiety disorders, do not need any more pressure), mine would be something about diving headfirst into the sea, into life without parameters, without expectations, without any idea of what’s going to happen next.

The reason resolutions (or, in my case, the lack thereof) are on my mind is because I will be ringing in 2025 on an African savanna, far from civilization’s reach. In other words, this post is to tell you, my dear comrades in spiritual mischief, that I probably won’t be chiming in much for the next three weeks.

Instead, I’ll be with the Taz Grout 222 Foundation that is supporting LoveLight Africa’s Ubuntu summer camps in 2025. Ubuntu, of course, means “I am because we are” and, yes, it’s summer right now in South Africa.

Rather than simply pony up financial support, I decided to jump in, to also offer my presence and assistance to the amazing Robin Goff who started this consciousness-changing outreach as an offshoot of the Light Center that just happens to exist 30 minutes from my home.

I’ll have a full report on February 22 (2/22) and, for anyone with an innovative idea for rewriting the dream of the modern world from consumption and acquisition to the dream of creativity and self-expression, by all means, send a pitch with the description of your big idea to: taz.grout.222.foundation@gmail.com. We still have money to give away!

For those new to the party:

The Taz Grout 222 Foundation was launched to honor my brilliant daughter who spent 25 short years on the planet inspiring everyone who knew her to live and love better. Her heart possessed more capacity than mine will ever possess. Everything she stood for was some variation of these themes: create relentlessly, love fiercely and do quiet, kind things for the underdog.

Every year, the foundation offers a grant to a project or a person (often both) who, as Liz Gilbert said in the above quote, represents the patriarchy’s worst nightmare.

We look for projects that address the following ideas:

1. A change in perspective is our greatest need. We believe all people (no exceptions) long to be generous and create beautiful things.

2. Today’s hopelessness is based on false premises. We look to defy the old story of scarcity, lack and the need to fight for resources. We aim to prove that the universe, once liberated from no-longer-working paradigms of scarcity, is generative and endlessly abundant.

3. The us against them model is kaput. We believe all humans are interconnected and that even tiny actions have great significance.

As we start this new and exciting year, never forget that the single most important thing you could ever do to change the consciousness of the world is to be tender and merciful to yourself.

As Taz forever reminds me, “Time here is short and precious. So, please, mom, be kind to yourself and venerate every delicious moment.”

#222 Forever!