Mens Brains, Womens Brains

Have you ever wondered why men and women sometimes have trouble communicating? In this hilarious video from Laughyourway.com, comedian Mark Gungor gives you one theory having to do with the differences between men’s brains and women’s brains.

Surrogate Tappping

Surrogate tapping is a very useful form of EFT. I have been able to help loved ones living in a different timezone to me. It was impossible to arrange a time to have a phone session.

Well, I was on the bus going to work the other day and a teenager was talking loudly in an angry way to her friends about an incident that had happened to her. I didn't hear her words because I was listening to my ipod. I turned it up to try and tune her out but I could still hear her tone and felt the agitated waves of energy she was spreading throughout the bus.

I wanted to ask her to stop but knew that would be futile. Then I realised what I really wanted to do was to help her so she didn't feel so angry. Then I thought of tapping for her surrogately. So I did. After doing the set up phrase silently whilst tapping the side of my hand I touched the different points on the face slowly whilst breathing at every touch. (It is called 'touch and breath' technique and does not look weird like tapping does, especially as my elbow was resting on the window, with my hand on my head.) Very soon I heard her laugh and her tone changed and she stopped dominating the conversation with her friends.

Our Inner Children

There are not many people who give their inner child the time and attention that he/she wants and deserves. Even those people who know about their inner child are often guilty of neglecting him/her.

I know I am and have done for years.

My daughter Claire and I write daily in our gratitude book. This is a ritual we have recently installed into the evening mealtime. We have a little book and each write about 10 things we have been grateful for that day. I instigated it but Claire is diligent and reminds me when I forget.

The other day we were talking about our neglected inner children after an EFT tapping session together, and so I suggested that we add something to our gratitude ritual. I'm very good at suggesting things. ;-) I wrote on the front of the book "Have I asked my inner child what she wants today?"

Well, neither of us have done this because we both thought that it would mean taking time out of our busy schedules to pander to them. However I think the fact that we have this question out in the open has helped us. Our inner children are actually talking to us and we are listening.

On Saturday I knew my inner child wanted to have lunch outside in the (rare this summer) sunshine. And again today. I realised that this did not actually take up extra time because I needed to eat anyway and the adult Patricia really enjoyed being in the sunshine too.

Claire's inner child wanted her to get a certain task 'off her back' today. This was a task that she had on her list for a few weeks and not completed and it was weighing her down. So again her inner child did not actually require extra time, but in fact suggested an activity that greatly benefited the adult Claire too.

So the lesson I have learned is that our inner child can greatly enhance our life if we let him/her and this dos not necessarily take up more time than we think we have available.

Choosing Wealth and Spirituality

In this video the talented Pamela Bruner teaches us how to create a musical positive affirmation. This is best done after the negative and limiting beliefs have been eliminated by EFT of course.

Celtic Harp guided meditation

Pamela Brunner is a talented harp player. Here she is at the end of an EFT seminar. I love the way she uses her musical talent to bring something extra to her EFT seminars.



Her husband makes celtic harps. She was a fan of, and playing his harps before she met him. I think it is wonderful that the two are now married and Pamela hand paints the decorations onto the custom made instruments.

It's not just me that my actions affect

I noticed last night during my nightly prayers that I have been asking forgiveness for the same actions (or rather in-actions) for a few days now. So I gave a heartfelt plea for help with being more self disciplined.

I had a dream that had a disaster feel to it and on waking I pondered the meaning of it. The answer that came to me was

It's not just me that my actions affect. I am in a chain of events, an interconnecting web of people.

Now I do know this of course, but this thought gave me the clue to helping with my self discipline. If what I do affects other people then I have a duty (out of love for God and for them - we are all one) to be more self disciplined. I am more motivated, as I know most people are, to help others than to help myself.

It is not just in the little things like, if I don't wash up promptly when it is my turn, then my daughter has to look at the mess.
If I don't have a good breakfast and my blood sugar plummets, and I'm feeling grouchy whilst shopping, it means I am not cheery to the miserable cashier. She will then not give a smile to the next customer who may have needed that desperately to lift his day.
Our life is such a chain of events. If we are not in the right place at the right time we can affect lots of people. Even affect our life plan and those of others.

Procrastination. I have been pondering this recently and come to the conclusion that it is a form of rebellion. My inner prompting tells me I need to do so-and-so, but my lesser self decides to ignore it because it wants to do such-and-such.

So to get to the core of procrastination we need to tackle rebellion. I believe it is a rebellion against God. Not wanting to do God's will.
So what can we do about it?

• We can pray for the binding of the not-self, that part of us that is our human creation. Praying out loud is more powerful than praying silently. click here for more information on this
• We can visualise and invoke the violet flame (the flame of the Holy Spirit) around the situation that we are procrastinating about. click for information on the violet flame
• We can do EFT to remove the psychological block that is causing the rebellion. Think back to all the rebellious acts and thoughts you have had and tap whist thinking about them. 'Even though I have this rebellious thought I deeply and completely love and accept myself". By accepting yourself with the problem that you have you will be able to let it go. If you don't like yourself because you have the problem you will be stuck with the problem. click for more information regarding EFT

So why am I writing this when my inner prompting tells me to get that washing on the line outside so it can dry before the rain comes?
OK I'm off to do it now. ;-)

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Back home and back to work

I arrived in Heathrow about midday Tuesday having left Bozeman on Monday afternoon, and got home early afternoon. I opened the front door, pushed a pile of mail out of the way and stepped onto a very soggy hall carpet!

The ceiling, some of which was on the floor, was dripping. So I got a bucket and all the towels and trod on the towels to soak up the moisture. This procedure used up all the towels and turned them brown so before I could wash any of my clothes I had to wash the towels. It was not good drying weather but I need to get them dry quick so I could continue with the mopping up.
The ruined hallway was the only room I had decorated. The weather was dull, wet and cold and being tired I was feeling a little miserable as you can imagine. I had left all my friends and family in Montana attending a few days of seminars because I needed to get back to work.
The mail was wet but so was a box of books!

I was concerned that the carpet would get mouldy. I had a brainwave. I was now living in a place that had gas fired central heating and the radiators could be controlled separately. The weather was a little chilly but I would not have normally put the heating on however I made sure all the radiators in the house were off bar the hallway one an the one in the lounge that was by the hall door.

I decided that although I had no idea what had caused the leak, I needed to have a shower and brush my teeth. Next morning the dripping had stopped so there was not much for the guy to look at when he came to sort it out. Actually his job was just to report back to the owner. He said he would get the plumber to come and take a look. He left and I went to work having stamped on the now dry towels again. I still had not unpacked at all.

I was very fortunate that the class I had that day was the easiest class with the nicest children that I have on a regular basis. I was so pleased to have them for my first day back after a very tiring 10 day trip and stressful events either side of it. I still had dollars in my purse so I passed them round and we had a lesson on US currency and converting it to ££s.

Montana again

I usually have a shopping list when I go to the states because the exchange rate is so favourable and Walmart and Target have really affordable items. This trip was no exception. the problem was that I didn't have a car and the distances are so vast that walking is usually out of the question - and I have never seen a public bus in Bozeman . (Amazingly there is only one taxi company and that nearly folded. The new owner put up the fares to make it a viable concern. So a taxi fare from Bozeman to the airport trebled in a year.)

My friend runs a cleaning company and as she is a hands on boss she had a job on Sunday she needed to do so I offered to help her and her colleague do the job in return for her taking me to the shops - sorry... stores. In the USA a shop is a workshop like a car repair place. It was very hot and the house (a rental) we were cleaning had no air conditioning.

One of the things on my list was curtains for the house. There were actually curtains or blinds up in all the windows but some were awful. My lovely friend took me to several stores both before the conference and after it, but I only managed to get some lovely sunny yellow material to make a roman blind for bathroom.

I managed to arrange a lift, sorry... ride, down to the conference site which is 6 miles from an entrance to Yellowstone park.

The conference was a 50th anniversary of the founding of the Summit Lighthouse. An organisation dedicated to spreading the teachings of the Ascended Masters. I didn't actually get to attend much of the conference but I had a great time volunteering at the information booth and as a conference program assistant . I enjoyed the challenge of troubleshooting the last minute organisational stuff, like where do the few hundred conferees put their glad rags for the gala dinner when they brought them from their accommodations in the morning, and how to feed at least 100 people who wanted to climb a mountain on the day after the conference, and formulating notices and posters that needed to be translated into 4 languages.

Last year when the jubilee was being first talked about it became apparent that many Europeans who had never been to the States were planning on attending the conference this year. There is a conference every summer in this place, more or lass in the middle of nowhere, and accommodation is not always easy to find with so many tourists visiting Yellowstone Park and surrounding area. So I decided to rent a house or two and sublet it to any Europeans who wanted a cheap bed. The flights from Europe in the summer are so expensive especially as Bozeman is such an out of the way place, that a saving on accommodation is welcome by many.

I found a house on the Internet in the town of Gardiner at the entrance to the Park 6 miles from the conference site. the owner said the house was divided into two apartments - the attic and ground floor. I took both of them. The attic accommodated all the Austrians with some Swiss, about 15 women I think. This suited them 'cos they all spoke German and most could speak no English. Some people were on blow-up mattresses on the floor. They shared 2 bathrooms.

On the ground floor there was a bedroom for the 4 men and the other rooms accommodated 13 women. There were 2 bathrooms also. This American house was so enormous that even more people could have slept on floor mattresses if there had been more bathroom facilities. There were people from about 6 countries and all spoke English apart from one lady from Portugal.

I also rented a cabin accommodating 7 Portuguese ladies and a little boy by the river.

I found I was one of the last to bed and one of the first up so I was a little tired by the end of the 6 day conference. On the way home I didn't give a prayer about helping people and didn't meet anyone to help. But it was a definite overnight flight and I stayed in my seat more and actually slept quite well.

The Journey

I had prayed before I went that I might help as many people on route as I could and I was very busy the whole journey. Most of the help was with EFT, teaching people how to do it and relieving them of little aches and pains. I spent at least 45 minutes with one broken footed lady in the gangway of the plane while she sat in her seat.

In the first hour of the of the journey I met an amazing mother of 3 small boys. Was changing her baby whilst her 2 older boys were sitting in their seat. I met her because I was going to use the lavatory (sorry, can't use the word toilet because it is considered a rude word in the USA and I don't want to use the euphemism 'rest room' 'cos it's not a room to rest in) and she had the door open so she could keep an eye on her boys. She said sometimes they all 4 pile into the tiny room! I kept on meeting her throughout the journey. I move a round a lot on plane journeys, especially those long ones. I think the long leg of this journey was 9 hours from Heathrow to Denver. I am either going on a walk, doing some exercises, going to the WC or getting a drink of water. This lady had an amazing calm manner with her boys and they were all as good as gold! The baby smiled the whole journey.

When we got to Denver I was in the queue near her and offered to help her juggle her stuff. We had to collect our belongings and re-check them in for our onward journey. It turned out she was going to the exact same town I was! Bozeman in Montana is not a large place by any means. The airport has 3 gates. She grew up there and was visiting her parents, having moved to Britain with her husband's job. I found it amazing that she worked full time because she was not at all stressed and her boys showed no neediness. She said that the lady who looked after the boys had gone with them to live in London because she was considered part of the family.

The middle boy, nearly 3 years old called me grandma for the first part of the journey and then changed it to Grandma Patricia when he was told I was not his grandma. She told me this was because I showed a striking resemblance to her mother in looks. So when we got to Bozeman airport and I came upon a lady who looked like me, I introduced myself. (I'm not a typical Bristisher. I do all sorts of things like that which is very out of character of someone from England.) Later, whilst waiting for our luggage I was officially introduced.

The plane from Denver to Bozeman was larger than the usual one that looks like a bus inside, and it was full. Many of those traveling were going to the same conference that I was going to.

At the airport I saw a Portuguese lady, going to the same conference. I had met her at a conference in Europe. Poor lady did not speak English and this was her first trip to the USA. She was relieved to see me and I managed to unite her with the bus that was taking people to the conference site 70 miles down the road.

I met up with my friend with whom I was staying for a few days and we eventually drove to her apartment in Bozeman well after 11pm. Amazingly it was still Saturday, but of course it was nearly time to get up on Sunday morning in Britain.