SYNCHRONICITY
AND THE TRAVELING COFFEE MUG Have you experienced an event that seemed like an amazing coincidence? One that you couldn't shake from your mind and you believed there was more to it than mere chance? I believe that when occurrences happen without a direct trail of cause and effect and yet make a profound impact of significant connection that there is more to it than chance, happenstance or accidental association. Carl Jung studied these meaningful coincidences and coined the term “synchronicity.” I watch for these moments in my life and recently one of my readers shared her experience. She wrote: . . . I totally believe in signs and such. Went to my local Goodwill and there was a Pennie Hunt "Good Enough" mug, right there calling to me and reminding me that I AM Good Enough. Thank You for being, well you and sharing your story and message. . . She went on to explain that she took the mug home and interpreted it as a very positive sign during a challenging time in her life. My Good Enough mugs are peppered across the country and some have even traveled across oceans. The idea that this person was a follower of my work, found herself struggling in life and came across one of my mugs with the message that she IS Good Enough at just the time that she needed to hear it is lovely synchronicity! Yes, I did wonder who was giving my mug to the Goodwill, but even that has a magical synchronicity to it. Obviously someone had passed on the mug without knowing it was at just the perfect time for it to become available to the person who needed to hear the message of hope. There was no intentional cause-and-effect in motion, yet it was a trail of simultaneous events with no discernible connection and the outcome was significantly and meaningfully related. I know there are those out there who will bring out their calculators to argue statistics and probability theorems of how this mug traveled to her community and ended up on the shelf at her local Goodwill – I feel compassion for them and the magic of life that they are missing. I believe that our outer world will lie before us what our inner self requires. When this realization is adopted, our job is to listen and pay attention. Pay attention to the magical, meaningful coincidences that become the serendipitous synchronicity that brings life to life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Pennie’s Life Lesson: “Watch for meaningful coincidences that relay messages of significant connection – Synchronicity!” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ YOUR TURN... My intent in sharing this with you is to encourage you to pay attention to the magical connections that happen right before you in the form of numbers, words, people and things that pop into your life without logical explanation. Share your thoughts and experiences relating to this post in a comment below . And please feel free to email me at: PennieHunt@gmail.com. Thank you! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2013-2016 Pennie Hunt This was written and produced by Pennie Hunt. Feel free to forward this post. Please keep the entire message intact, including contact, logo, and copyright information. If you have any questions or comments, or for reprint permission please email: Penniehunt@gmail.com
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 I AM A LOVE PUSHER
Are you a glass half full kind of person? Not me! I want my glass flowing to the brim, running over and spilling a big sloppy mess on the table! I want to be flooded with feelings of love, kindness and compassion. I don’t want one little tiny space available for hate, anger, bitterness, resentment or fear. Open your hand right now and look at it. What are you holding? Are you holding on to a past hurt; a past anger; a past failure; a fear? When you hold on to these emotions you don’t have room for love. Release it all. Fill your hands and your heart with love, kindness and compassion. You see when you fill your space with love there is no vacancy for other emotions to move in. Hate, anger, bitterness, resentment can’t live where love, kindness and compassion resides. Now go one step further. PUSH love. Yes, PUSH love to others. Here is how I do it. Before I go into a meeting, have coffee with a friend or present my speeches before hundreds I PUSH loveahead of me. I visualize the room, the faces and the event. With every breath I visualize PUSHING lovethrough me and out to the space and people I will be interacting with. Before I speak I stand at the front of the empty room and visualize the chairs filled with people. I PUSH love to every person that I know will attend. I walk through the room PUSHING lovethrough the space. When I am at a school, a hospital, a Hospice and sometimes even a shopping mall I walk through PUSHING love! The act of PUSHING LOVE cleanses the space. Fills it with kindness and compassion and in doing so fills ME with love, kindness and compassion. My cup spills over and others will feel it! Don’t leave your cup just half full. Run it over. Fill every corner with love! Become a LOVE PUSHER! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Pennie’s Life Lesson: “Visualize being filled with love. With every breath PUSH love to others.” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ YOUR TURN... My intent in sharing this with you is to encourage you to think about LOVE way past Valentine's Day. Fill yourself with love and kindness and "Push" love to others. Think of LOVE every day! Share your thoughts and experiences relating to this post in a comment below . And please feel free to email me at: PennieHunt@gmail.com. Thank you! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2013-2016 Pennie Hunt This was written and produced by Pennie Hunt. Feel free to forward this post. Please keep the entire message intact, including contact, logo, and copyright information. If you have any questions or comments, or for reprint permission please email: Penniehunt@gmail.com Thank you!  Basket of Burdens
I remember it well, following the small, quiet woman down the hallway that led to the candlelit room. She talked softly as she told me her name and explained how long she had been a massage therapist. As we reached the doorway, she paused and said, “Before we go in you must leave your burdens here.” She reached for a basket that was hanging next to the door. How did she know I was overflowing with worries? Burdens? I was holding more than would fit in her small basket. Was it that obvious? Were they clinging to the white cotton robe I wore like lent balls that you want to pick off before someone notices? Smiling at my puzzled, fearful expression she explained, “The Native American Culture believes in leaving your worries at the door before you enter a place of peace. You must put your burdens in this basket, so our time together is free of worry, concern or despair. This will free your spirit and you will relax into clear serenity.” I looked at her dark, sincere eyes and began mentally going through the list I carried: y father’s illness; work; family; appointments; bills; the list went on and on. I cupped my hand as if I were pouring these worries, and so many more, into the basket and silently hearing them clunking as they piled in. She smiled broadly as she saw the weight lift from me and become the duty of the basket. For the next hour as I inhaled the smell of lavender and my muscles were relieved of their stress, I thought of the basket, the ritual, the splendor of it all. My mind had also been relieved of tension in a very real way. I left feeling warmer, lighter, happier. That evening I realized what I had forgotten. I had not stopped to gather my burdens from the basket as I left. Was I supposed to? Did I fail Burden Basket etiquette? I couldn't forget the experience - The reverence I felt as the basket was explained to me, the seriousness of the ritual and the calmness as a result of the process. I needed one. I needed a basket of my own. So I began searching. It wasn't until several years later in a small shop in New Mexico that I found one. A Burden Basket! With great excitement I purchased it. Once I was home with my treasure, I hung it high at the entry of my meditation loft. I took joy in the dumping of my burdens before I would enter my quiet space. Now, it was more peaceful without the chatter -the irritating chatter of my worries. And still, after years of this daily practice, I forget to gather my burdens as I leave the room. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Pennie's Life Lesson: "Do not allow burdens to hold your mind, your heart or your home as their resting place. Remove them from your space of serenity." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ YOUR TURN... My intent in sharing this with you is to give you a tool to use to lessen your burdens. Share your thoughts and experiences relating to this post in a comment below . And please feel free to email me at: PennieHunt@gmail.com. Thank you! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2013-2016 Pennie Hunt This was written and produced by Pennie Hunt. Feel free to forward this post. Please keep the entire message intact, including contact, logo, and copyright information. If you have any questions or comments, or for reprint permission please email: Penniehunt@gmail.com Thank you! 
SOMETHING ABOUT YOGEE
I wanted a Yorkie. Looking at the puppies I picked one to hold and see what kind of personality she had. But, there was this Shih Tzu that pulled me closer. My mind kept saying, I want a Yorkie. With determination and intention, the Shih Tzu knocked the Yorkie out of the way and got right in my face as if to say, “There is no question here who you belong to…it’s me!” Looking in her eyes I knew… There was something about Yogee. She was 27 days old when she came home with me. A tiny fur ball of delight that I hid in my pet-free apartment. Well, until I received the letter stating that I had 30 days to get rid of the dog or move out. Yogee and I loved our new home. I called it the house that Yogee built, after all it was because of her that I purchased it. Yogee loved everyone and quickly became a part of everyone’s life. My kids, friends and the man in my life. She was 7 when my youngest son passed away. She loved him and he loved her. Yogee sat on my lap for weeks and we grieved together. We meditated together. We survived together. There was something about Yogee. When she was 10 she had what seemed like a stroke. She collapsed and didn’t recognize anyone or her surroundings. Rushing her to the animal hospital an hour away panic increased with every minute. Leaving her there and saying goodbye for the night I was convinced I may never see her again. The next day I received a call that I could pick her up. The veterinarian came out carrying a perky, tail-wagging Yogee acting as if she had just been enjoying a spa day. For over half of her life Yogee suffered from a heart murmur and a degenerating heart valve. She would experience fainting and seizures if she became too excited. Every time I held my breath frightened and every time she would pop up and look at me as if nothing happened. Her entourage of veterinarians, dog sitters, acupuncturist and groomers were amazed at her ability to always rally from health issues. Her favorite vet called her, “Remarkable.” This became our mantra for her – of course she will be fine, she is Remarkable! There was something about Yogee. When I married that “man in my life,” we became a little triangle of a family. Our plans, our travel, our world revolved around keeping Yogee safe, happy and healthy. We wouldn’t of had it any other way. My husband told her daily that she was, “Everything Good” – an accurate statement. Yogee brought, “everything good” into our lives. In her last months she began to lose weight and slowed down, but she never missed a chance to follow me around the kitchen as I cooked, greet friends and family or share my popcorn as we watched movies. She stayed longer than anyone expected. Fifteen years, 8 months and 17 days. I believe it was to take care of me. Too take care of my husband and our family. She took her job of loving us as her life purpose. I believe her tenacity to beat all the odds was driven by her will to live. Her commitment to her life purpose. She did it with grace, patience and care. She taught us loyalty was unconditional and love was forever. Through the hardest of times and happiest of occasions, she was there. I held her as she slipped away. I felt her little body fill with calmness – relief – release - peace. I had never felt closer to her than in that moment. I could feel the tearing of my heart as pain ripped through. At the same time a lava of love began bubbling up through my breaking heart and spilling out of the brokenness in a flow of gratitude for being the lucky one that was chosen by Yogee. Dogs don’t stay with us long enough. I believe we are all here to learn, teach and love. Dogs love with such intense unconditional love. Maybe that is why they don’t stay long…. They can only love at that level of intensity for a short period of time. If we have soul families, and I believe we do, she is definitely in mine. Souls come into our lives in unexpected ways. Yogee only knew one way – love. She chose me to teach, to guide and to share that love with. Her blanket remains on the foot of my bed. I feel her in my home and in my heart. She (and I) may have released her body, but our souls will never release each other. There is something about Yogee. Pennie’s Life Lesson: “We don’t always choose the souls that change our lives. Sometimes they choose us.” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Yogee Soo May 9, 2000- Jan. 25, 2016
YOUR TURN...
My intent in sharing this with you is to share my love for Yogee and join you in the love of your fur family. Share your thoughts and experiences relating to this post in a comment below . And please feel free to email me at: PennieHunt@gmail.com. Thank you! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2013-2016 Pennie Hunt This was written and produced by Pennie Hunt. Feel free to forward this post. Please keep the entire message intact, including contact, logo, and copyright information. If you have any questions or comments, or for reprint permission please email: Penniehunt@gmail.com Thank you! |
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