peace – Pam Grout

Bursting with possibilities

August 10, 2023 15 Comments

“The things we believe carry a charge.”—Rick Rubin

Joyous 222^nd day of the year. I’m still in Spain on my ‘book tour’ and my sister is here for a week before commencing a trek on the Camino de Santiago.

Yesterday, we visited two archaeology museums, one showing the ancient Roman Theater I mentioned a couple blog posts ago and the other, the site of a Phoenician settlement from roughly 1100 B.C. Both were fabulous.

Archaeologists at the Phoenician site, because they’re only able to excavate a small section, are unable to determine a lot of important facts. Yes, they can tell the age of the pottery shards and the bones, but they can’t even begin to speculate about population size, for example. There’s simply not enough data.

Which is how I feel about any assumption or judgment I might be tempted to make. I don’t have enough data to accurately know that so and so is “wrong.” Or that such and such shouldn’t have happened.

In our human minds, we often conclude we have everything figured out, that we know exactly how things should be. But never do we have all the “facts.”

The only “fact” we can absolutely know for sure is that the Universe, the Dude is going to show up with amazing, beautiful, perfect gifts.

If—and this is key–we don’t block it with erroneous assumptions we’ve made from the tiny section of life we have so far let into our awareness.

Whenever we judge, whenever we resist, whatever we think we have figured out is never the whole picture.

All we can ever really know is that, when it comes to the Dude, peace, joy, freedom and love will always be the only items on the menu. On that, we can depend.

#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)

Whole lot of levels going on

March 1, 2022 19 Comments

“One minute of joy is more powerful than 1000 hours of meditation.”– Ancient saying

All across the internet right now, there are Zoom groups happening. Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands are gathering to play online bridge or talk about mushroom farming or, as we did the other night with East West Books, throw a pop-up possibility posse. Each of these bazillion digital meetings has a distinct Zoom link, a precise frequency that can only be accessed if you have the right link.

Life works the same. We connect on various frequencies. Sometimes, we literally can’t even see things that others see because we’re on, say a grumpy frequency.

I talk a lot about frequencies in my books. How important it is to stay in the frequency where miracles can get through, where the Divine can show me what to do next.

I know when I act from fear or if I start thinking compulsively, I show up on a frequency that does nobody any good.

The Course in Miracles repeats ad nauseum that what I see out in the world is a mirror of what’s inside my noggin. So the most productive, the most peaceful action I can take right now is to investigate and then ditch all thoughts within that noggin that create resistance, that instigate war–against myself, against others, against whatever life is trying to show me.

And when I do this erasing, I come back into coherence with my true self, the true light within. It’s here on this frequency where love is found, where peace resides. And from this specific “Zoom” link, I am better able to add to the true frequency that will bring peace to our planet.

We’re here at a tipping point in consciousness which, despite how it may look, is such a good thing.

The peace and divine expression is here, waiting like the bull on the other side of the rodeo gate for all of mankind to wake up from the illusion and get on that frequency. I know I’m going to do my part. #222 Forever!

Overturning stubborn belief systems since 1956

January 19, 2022 48 Comments

“Love is the natural condition of all experience before thought divides it into a multiplicity of objects, selves and others.”—Rupert Spira

Something really weird is happening in my life. I’m not traveling much or working on a specific project. In fact, when friends ask, “So what have you been up to?” I have no good, pithy answer.

I once prided myself on my ability to provide scintillating, conversation-starting responses. I was usually on my way to Namibia or Helsinki or I was getting ready to interview say, Blake Shelton or Eminem’s mom. My life was rife with engaging happenings.

Now, not so much.

But here’s what’s weird. Or rather incompatible with what society has taught me. I feel blissfully happy, at peace, engaged with each moment. That’s not to say the asshat doesn’t rap its knuckles on the window pane every now and again, but mostly I just laugh and recognize it as a worthless distraction.

Its murmurings are nothing but temporary whiffs of energy unless I decide to invite them in for chamomile tea and crumpets. Which I don’t seem to do so much anymore.

I’m finding it more absorbing to sit by the fire, to walk around my neighborhood, to live in the presence of each precious moment.

Writing these words actually floors me, makes me wonder, “Who is this person? And where did she hide the body?”

I can’t really explain it and I’m not suggesting it will last (because, after all, that’s in the future which isn’t right now,) but I have to believe that whatever is mine to do next, whatever it is that Source, Spirit, God has up its sleeve for me will be much easier to ascertain than it was when I was distracted non-stop with past and future.

Happy Wednesday, my beloveds!

Reporting in from small town Kansas,

Grout, Pam, as they called me in a recent book promotion #222 Forever!

Infinite abundance and why it has nothing to do with money

December 21, 2021 42 Comments

“Our inner worlds are the greatest lever for systems change.”—Mina Lee

I like to pay attention to shifts in consciousness, even when they’re small, especially when they’re overlooked.

Actor Michael Sheen (Good Omens, the Queen, the Prodigal Son) recently declared himself a “not-for-profit.” In an act of spontaneous generosity, he decided to donate all future earnings to social causes. He even sold two of his houses to fund the Homeless World Cup in Cardiff.

The reason I love this SO MUCH is because of the liberation Sheen now enjoys. He’s no longer beholden to the story of fear, the story of separation. He knows that by giving everything away, he’s actually giving everything to himself.

That’s true financial freedom. Traveling light, being free in mind. Knowing full well there’s more where that came from.

Money is nothing but a bunch of green paper and plastic cards and random numbers in a virtual cloud somewhere. Real security lies in feeling complete latitude to love, to give, to surrender to those natural urges to run up to everyone and say, “Hello! I’ve missed you. I adore you.”

Another great consciousness shifter (at least for me) is an interview I heard with Mina Lee. She talked about being taught to listen to tulips. Can you imagine the planet coming alive with the songs and stories of all living beings, seen and unseen? Talk about abundance.

These little points of light are erupting all over the place. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but that’s only because we give our attention to such a tiny sliver of reality. There are a lot of forces that want to keep it that way, that want to continue to distract us with the idea that something is wrong, that something needs to be fixed. But what if that’s not true? What if the only problem is the idea that there’s a problem?

So my Christmas wish for all of us is that we open ourselves to the bigger reality that is SO obvious once we let go. I love you. I believe in the light. And I proclaim once again, 222 Forever!

Choosing a more nourishing narrative

June 13, 2020 64 Comments

“What time but now can truth be recognized?”—A Course in Miracles

With all the uncertainty right now, it’s tempting to fill in the blanks with despair. When we don’t really know what’s going to happen—with the pandemic, with the economy, with the daily unrest—it’s easy to fast forward to fear.

Lately, I’ve been doing just that, listening to my ego instead of the Voice for Truth.

My ego is like a panther, perched and ready to pounce at the first sign of mind wandering. If I go even a day or two without meditating, without counting my blessings, without tuning into a higher truth, that ornery ego slithers right in like a slimy used car salesman.

It tries to convince me that things NEED TO CHANGE. That things are definitely NOT OKAY. In my case, it especially likes to throw down the old “childless mother” card.

“You have good reason to feel sorry for yourself. You lost your only child, for God’s sake. You have every right to be miserable.”

And that’s exactly what I’ve been doing. Moping around. Focusing on what the Course calls “the valueless.”

In other words, I was focusing on a narrative that doesn’t serve me. It doesn’t serve my happiness, my highest intentions or the expanded awareness to which I am committed.

Just like I choose between eating junk food or healthy, nutritious meals, I choose between thoughts that are valueless (“Eeks! Everything’s going to hell”) or thoughts that are valuable (“This next breath is a lot more real than anything in the news, anything in my past.”)

Some argue that digging up the deep-seated past, addressing unconscious childhood wounds, failed relationships, etc, is how we feel better.

But I’ve discovered that the Course is right. The past is a valueless narrative with a bottomless pit. Most of it’s not even true–or not true right now.

It is only in the present that I can be free. More time, more rehashing, more ‘woe is me!’ never works.

The Course in Miracles urges me not to use these excuses, not to employ these grievances to attack myself. Those things, it tells me, reside in the lower frequencies. They’re fine, if I want to spend the rest of my life there–in the material, in the limited, in the fear.

But I made a commitment to Taz, to God and to myself that I was going to live in the higher frequency, the expanded consciousness, in what the Course calls, “the ancient peace I carry in my heart.” That’s where Taz is, that’s where we’ll all be eventually.

Every day, I get this choice. To chose a narrative of sorrow and pain. Or a narrative that brings me joy. For me, it has to be a daily practice.

A couple things that have brought me joy recently: The Space X flight a couple weeks ago was launched at exactly 2:22 my time. I enjoyed concocting the homemade yard sign in the above picture.

And this morning at Dunkin Donuts, we drove to the window only to be told that our lattes were paid for by the car in front of us. We offered to pay for the car behind us and the guy at the window said, “That’s what’s been happening all morning long.”

That’s love, guys, the only thing there is when we commit to focus on the nourishing narrative, the expanded consciousness, the Truth.

Reboot your spirit: a guest post

March 20, 2020 28 Comments

“Joy is not an escape from reality’s hard edges, not a privilege of the few or a luxury to be allowed once the hard work is done. It’s a life-giving, resilience-making human birthright.”—Krista Tippett

I loved this essay by a friend of mine who describes himself as “Holder of lots of jobs, author, coach, nice guy.” I asked Dunn (see his bio below) if I could share here on the blog. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

A Perspective on All This

Sometimes God gets to call a time out, and while high school coaches get either 30 or 60 seconds, the Man gets as long as He needs, as long as it takes.

Why this? Why now? To me, something had to do it and if not now, when? And if not this, then what? We’ve been crippled before – we survived Ebola and Y2K – and we’ll never forget the days of September 11th.

Still, I recall September 12th, when perfect strangers hugged on the streets, when there were two-minute standing ovations to the National Anthem when the games began again. Now, as I’ve written, some don’t even bother to stand anymore.

For some reason, we were chosen – we were the winning sperm cells – we get to play. We’ve enjoyed piano recitals and 4th of July celebrations, competing win, lose, or draw. We’ve got to cry good tears and bad – fair and unfair – and quite frankly, we get to participate. I have to let that sink in as I write it – for some reason, we GET to participate!

We appreciated all this after 9-11 – for a while – and then we became a phone-staring culture – Screenagers as great writer Tom Greene wrote. We spent all this time doing and doing and doing and waiting for our next email while the world went unappreciated and our souls got corroded in the process.

I sit now in an empty school – not one student in here that needs to get a copy made, or to go to the bathroom, not one kid is flirting with another, there’s that lethal silence where there’s supposed to be slamming lockers, chirping voices, a Smart Board delivering some message.

We are on our knees – it’ll probably get worse before it gets better. Obviously, it’s time we take care of our bodies, though I contend it’s time to take care of our souls. I sit in an empty classroom, waiting in wonderful impatience for the next time 22 kids pile in here – all filled with piss and vinegar and life and dates and agendas.

I write crippled as you are – on my knees and with scabs that are getting worse. But I still write in gratitude. We have survived before. We will survive again. Life is here and for some reason, we were chosen to play.

Okay, so who the hell am I? Do I think I’m God’s gift? Yes, I do. And SO ARE YOU! Damn it, SO ARE YOU!

It’s time we appreciate that fact, take care of it, mentally and physically.

And in closing, I picture the day – not far away – when these halls refill, priceless smiles everywhere, the sounds of laughter replacing this God-awful silence.

I love that thought. And I choose to love this life.

Today, I’ll reboot my spirits instead of my computer. And I can’t wait to see you all again, cellphones be damned…Dunn, James Dunn

Dunn Neugebauer is the author of two books – Funny Conversations with God, and Rock Bottom, Then Up Again (and other spiritual essays). He lives and works in Atlanta as a Sports Information Director, Upper School sub, cross country and track coach, and football announcer. When not at school, he reads, writes, runs, and works crossword puzzles for sanity sakes.

Want to change the world? Nurture a beautiful inner state

August 3, 2019 82 Comments

“At any given moment, we can leave the self-enclosed world of our thought and touch down in the present moment.”—Terry Cochran

“I don’t know how you do it.”

When you lose a child, you hear that a lot. It’s unthinkable, to lose the precious being who grew in your womb, nursed at your breast and became a brilliant, kind, imaginative person right before your very eyes.

So I have no idea HOW I do it. It, I presume, means to go on.

But I do know WHY I do it. I go on because, for whatever reason, I’m still here. I’m still part of this material world of physical bodies which means I still have some purpose.

Taz, who I still communicate with on the daily, seems to think my new path has something to do with proving it’s unnecessary to suffer. If anyone has an excuse to suffer, it’s a parent who lost their only child.

But as she points out, suffering only isolates me from the whole of humanity. It disconnects me from the life force, like a cell phone that’s too far from a transmission tower.

Mom, she says, you, of all people, know the importance of nurturing a grateful inner state, a frequency that, when tuned in, radios in guidance, connection, joy and love.

Your inner state impacts every area of your life—your health, your career, your relationships, especially your relationships with universal consciousness and loved ones who exist in other dimensions.

Suffering, she says, is like a cancer. It cuts you off from all the healthy cells, it divests you of connection with your brothers and sisters. A suffering mind is so obsessed with its own negative thoughts that it misses practically everything.

Habitual suffering, she says, is all too common in this material world. But, as she points out, it’s nothing but a bad habit. People seem to think suffering is necessary, that it helps them grow, that it can be good for them.

Balderdash, Taz insists. All suffering does is cut you off from life. She said I owe it to my fellows (and indeed to her) to nourish a positive inner state.

She compared human’s oneness and connection to a grove of aspens. They may look like a bunch of separate trees, but a mountainside of aspens is actually a singular organism with a life force connected in an extensive root system. If I don’t nurture a giving, loving inner state, I could poison the whole grove.

Grief is one thing. Suffering is another.

“Mom,” she says, “You always claim you want to make a difference. So let me remind you. Give up unnecessary suffering. Dedicate yourself to creating a beautiful inner state. It doesn’t take long—a few minutes in the morning. And voila! You truly can change the world.”

Thank you, Taz, I couldn’t have said it better myself.

Love, only love, Pam

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared, E-Cubed, Thank & Grow Rich and her latest book, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side

222 Forever: A treatise on eternal possibility

February 22, 2019 57 Comments

“Love is not a gated community.”—Frank Ostaseki

Yes, my friends, it’s finally here. The auspicious date when Taz’s 222 Foundation announces recipient numero uno of its annual $10,222 grant.

Sheroes Hangout is an incredibly inspiring café/coffee shop in Agra, India, not far from the Taj Mahal where I left part of Taz’s ashes.

I discovered this colorful, creative hangout in November when I was in India with TribesForGOOD. During seven-day social impact journeys, this innovative program pairs volunteers with small social enterprises, uplifting both volunteers and communities. That, of course, is how it should be. Win-win-win-win.

My radiant daughter Tasman, in her short 25 years on the planet, was relentless in standing up for those who are marginalized. Her continuous fight for the underdog is why I chose Sheroes Hangout. It’s run by victims of acid attacks, 10 women whose lives have been turned upside down by having acid thrown on them by people who allegedly loved them.

For example, Geeta and her two daughters were attacked by her husband while sleeping. He was mad that she hadn’t yet produced a male heir. The acid melted their skin, burned their eyebrows and disfigured their lips, faces and necks.

Today, rather than hide, rather than feel like outcasts, Geeta, her daughter and eight other women who suffered the same fate joyfully run Sheroes Hangout. They do the books, they cook, they manage the library and boutique where their creations are sold. Most importantly, Sheroes Hangout offers coffee and free food to anyone who stops by, no questions asked.

Rather than protest their unfortunate situations, these women are changing society by choosing to give, by choosing to love, by choosing to demonstrate that, despite being culturally shunned, they are still beautiful and worthy and bursting with important gifts to bestow on the world.

Not long after I was in Agra, the road near the café had to be widened so the grant from Taz Grout’s 222 Foundation will enable them to relocate to their new hangout.

Sheroes satisfies the mission of the 222 Foundation because it overcomes norms inflicted by society—norms like being defined and judged by our looks. Norms like believing it’s more important to look good on the outside than be good on the inside.

Because of their difficult circumstances, the women who run Sheroes Hangout have learned the importance and truth of inner beauty. They’ve learned how to give unconditionally. They inspire all of us to turn tragedy into something that helps others.

Eventually, Taz’s 222 Foundation will be an incubator for brand new creative projects and ideas. I will put out a call for proposals in August of 2019 and every year moving forward.

For this first award–because it has taken me a while to get my bearings back and because I didn’t have time to receive proposals, do the interviews and make decisions–I chose Sheroes Hangout because they so deeply inspired me.

Here is the video about Sheroes that I played at Taz’s Celebration of Life.

Thank you all for joining me on this journey of eternal connection, joy and love.

You can never say “I love you” too often

November 17, 2018 83 Comments

“In the end, maybe it’s wiser to surrender before the miraculous scope of human generosity and to just keep saying thank you, forever and sincerely, for as long as we have voices.” ― Elizabeth Gilbert
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Every time I took off on a flight, I texted Tasman to tell her I loved her. You know, just in case.

Since she’s not currently taking texts, I decided to send this email out to all of you to let you know: I LOVE YOU!

Because, well, I’m about to take off for Mumbai.

Many months ago, I was invited to join Tribes for Good on their initial Social Impact Journey. It’s a weeklong trip for those of us with a heart to make a difference in the world, those of us who want to use our talents and energy to rewrite the dominant paradigm. We’ll be learning skills to bring people together, to get us all in the same vicinity so we can all finally get it that we really DO love each other. That we really DO want to take care of each other.

Because the mission aligns so closely with The 222 Foundation (and because my best friend from college agreed to join me), I decided to carry on. I decided to take Taz’s message to me (“Mom, you’ve got to take all that love you gave to me and give it to everyone else.”) and focus on the love. Focus on what I still have.

And you’ll be happy to hear I’m even practicing what I preach, being grateful that:

1. I got 25 years with the most loving, most amazing daughter on the planet.

2. That she changed her plans and decided to stay in my hometown for the last year of her life. Initially, after her year of European and African wandering, Tasman planned to teach in China. She landed a job in Beijing, jumped through all the hoops, got all the background checks and, right before she was scheduled to start, changed her mind and stayed here working with the Spanish-speaking families of the Douglas County Big Brothers/Big Sisters. So I am so blessed that I got an extra year!!!!!!

3. We’re starting a foundation to radically change consensus reality. I’ve got people all over the world holding the vision that Taz started. Love fiercely and do kind things for the underdog.

The Foundation will give its first $10,000 grant on February 22 of the coming year.

We’ll be looking for people like Hal Taussig, the CEO I once wrote about for People magazine. He passed a few years ago (I’m guessing he’s probably busy sharing ideas with Taz), but, just to give you a sample of the types of folks (and ideas) we’re looking to fund, I’m re-posting this story about the amazing CEO who gave 100 percent of his profits to projects that address inequality.

Enjoy!

Hal Taussig will never make the Forbes list of highest paid CEO’s. It’s not that his Pennsylvania travel company isn’t profitable. Untours, the company he started in 1971 with a $5000 loan, pulls down annual profits of a million dollars, sending thousands of customers a year on shoestring cultural immersions to 24 destinations around the world.

It’s just that Hal donates every penny (yes, 100 percent) of the company’s profits to innovative projects that address poverty. He lives in a tiny two-room house with his wife Norma (she owns the century-old wood frame house that was built for mill workers), rides a bike to work (he gave his car away to a hitchhiker nearly 40 years ago), shops at thrift stores (his one suit cost $12 — “It’s a Brooks Brothers. I’m very proud of that suit,” Hal says) and refuses to take a salary. He has one pair of shoes that he resoles when they get worn and he reads newspapers and magazines at the library.

“I decided a long time ago I didn’t want to accumulate wealth,” Taussig says. “Things do not make people happy. Living simply is how I get joy out of life. I live a very rich life on very little money.”

In 1999, when John F. Kennedy, Jr. and Paul Newman awarded Taussig with a “Most Generous Business in America” award, he went to New York to accept it, but rather than staying in a hotel, he stayed in a $10-a-night youth hostel.

“I don’t feel right about staying in a five-star hotel when there are people who don’t even have a roof over their head,” he says.

As for the $250,000 award, he used the entire amount to help home health-care workers start their own business. His wife Norma had just had a stroke.

“The woman who was taking care of her was only making $8 an hour while the agency was making $18,” Taussig says.

“We give loans and provide a hand up, not a handout,” Taussig says. “I’m trying to make the poor into capitalists, to help them become self-sustaining, to give them a way to make a living.”

Since 1992, when he started the Untours Foundation, he has provided more than $6 million, in loans to support such ventures as NativeEnergy, which sells “green tags” to fund wind, solar, and methane power; strawbale housing on the Rosebud Sioux Reservation and Bionatur, an heirloom seed company born out of the efforts of the Landless Workers Movement.

“We look for really innovative things that have the potential to change the world,” says Elizabeth Killough, who works for Hal at the Foundation. “Hal is off the charts. I tell him I should pay HIM for the opportunity to work here. I used to be his consultant and when he asked me to work for him, I hesitated. Everybody needs heroes and I didn’t want to find out there was a dark side. But I’ve been here seven years now and he’s the real deal.

“Five years ago, he came to me and said, ‘Let’s make Media (Pennsylvannia where they’re headquartered) the first Fair Trade town in America. I laughed and couldn’t imagine what that would look like. I googled it just to humor him. And sure enough, there were fair trade towns in Europe. And we managed to get Media as the first Fair Trade Town in the U.S.or as they say in Europe, the first Fair Trade Town in the Americas.”

“He really walks the talk,” says his daughter, Marilee Taussig, who left corporate America to work for her dad’s company. “It’s an admirable way to live your life, but sometimes it’s hard to be a family member of someone who is such an idealist, someone who doesn’t believe in a safety net.

“I call myself the unheiress. If my dad had decided to leave me a million dollars, would I have turned it down? Absolutely not. But what he left me is something much richer and that is the ability to live what you believe in and put your money where your mouth is. It’s all well and good to talk about living simply, but it’s a whole other thing to live it.”

“Money is the least important thing a parent can give a child. My dad gave me integrity, a sense of humor and a sense of purpose,” Marilee says.

Marilee says the company itself is a real reflection of her dad’s beliefs. “It’s a nontouristy way of traveling.” He believes foreign travel means more if the traveler can live like the locals.

Taussig contends “Americans don’t really want to be herded about like sheep or cattle.”

His loyal customers, many who return year after year, agree.

As a boy, Taussig lived in a log house on a cattle ranch in Colorado. His mother made his underwear from flour sacks. After getting a college degree, he tried to get into the cattle business, but invested all his money in a bull that was sterile.

“I went broke and got fired before I found my calling,” Taussig says.

Taussig taught history at a high school for 10 years before taking a yearlong sabbatical throughout Europe. He and Norma and Marilee rented apartments, shopped in village markets and traveled by foot, bicycle, train, bus and boat.

“That was an educationally important year for me. It got me in deep touch with other cultures,” Taussig says. He wrote a book called Shoestring Sabbaticals and came up with the idea for Untours: a travel agency that enabled tourists to get to know a place intimately.

What does he think about AIG CEO’s making $17 million, Merrill Lynch brokers bringing in $32 million?

“I’m glad these issues are now being discussed. Piling up money doesn’t bring happiness. Having a huge bank account doesn’t produce a profound contentment in life,” Taussig says. “Wealth gets in the way of human kindness, joy and peace.”

Thanks guys. I must confess it hasn’t been easy. My friend Ivy who texts me a heart every day sent me this meme. 222b

Grief is a messy, complicated and ultimately life-changing process. But I do it with honor for Tasman McKay Grout and her beautiful vision of possibility and truth.

Never forget. Hug your loved ones close. And remind them how very much they are loved.

Upgrading my search terms

August 9, 2018 9 Comments

“It is natural for you to play, to skip, to dance…anything else is resistance.”–Abraham-Hicks

kana1 I’m giving a talk this evening about my book on quirky things in Kansas. My state, I gleefully discovered, has no shortage of curiosities including the world’s largest hairball and a motorcycle made from cow bones.

Which is to explain that, even though I’m jazzed that the ACIM review is finally over, I’m rather occupied today so probably won’t find time to sit down and write a blog post about ACIM 221.

I’ll just say this. From here on out, the Course tells us that words mean little. Rather, we can go straight to the Source.

The experiment I’m using right now is what I’ve dubbed bait and switch. Every single time I think about checking my phone (way too often), I check in with the Divine Buzz instead. Or at least first.

I’ve found the Divine Buzz (love, peace, compassion, creativity) has much more to offer than my phone…which is basically a bunch of stuff that’s already created. The Divine Buzz gives me an infinite number of new possibilities.

And with that, I’ll share one more miracle story that came to me yesterday.

“I’m a 17 year old high school student from Germany and would like to share my story about our incredible universe. I’ll try to keep this message short, since there is actually not much to say about the law of attraction and our loving universe other than that it works.

“I was introduced to this thesis in December 2016 when I read E squared for the very first time. I immediately started the first experiment and ordered a miracle to happen in the next 48 hours. At this point I need to add that I was (and still am) very investigated in international youth exchanges.

“My miracle: exactly 48 hours later my normally very shy and introvert dad told me he had decided to do something crazy for once and signed up as a host family for a foreign student. Our new family member from Taiwan arrived one week later.

“After that I kind of lost track of my experiments for a while until I decided to go on an exchange years to an English-speaking country. Exchange years are incredibly expensive and I knew that my family could never afford something like that. So I decided to ask the universe.

“One day later I saw a brand new poster hanging in our school auditorium about a full scholarship for one year in the US. The date of that poster informed me that I had exactly time until midnight to sign up.

“Since there was no time to think twice, I applied without even telling my parents and two months later I got that life-changing call that I was the proud winner of that scholarship.

“But the interesting thing is this: I promised myself to use my year abroad for learning more about the law of attraction and when I finally received my placement, it said that I was gonna spend my year in Topeka, KS, 30 minutes away from the woman who introduced me to the field of unlimited potential. No more words needed….”

And speaking of no more words, here’s a fun video of the Kiki Challenge.

Drake’s new song has inspired all these Kiki dances. I like this one that was shared the other night by Trevor Noah. Enjoy!