All is well, and you will never get it done. Life is supposed to be fun. No one is taking score of any kind, and if you will stop taking score so much, you will feel a whole lot better -- and as you feel a whole lot better, more of the things that you want right now will flow to you. You will never be in a place where all of the things that you are wanting will be satisfied right now, or then you could be complete -- and you never can be. This incomplete place that you stand is the best place that you could be. You are right on track, right on schedule. Everything is unfolding perfectly. All is really well. Have fun. Have fun. Have fun!
Excerpted from a workshop in Tucson, AZ on Tuesday, February 20th, 2001
All Is Well
Whatever I give attention to- wanted or unwanted- I am creating.
You were born with a magnificent (emotional) guidance system that lets you know, in every moment, exactly what your vibrational content is, which is being matched by the Law of Attraction.
As it is your desire to feel good, and your practice to choose good-feeling thoughts, only good things will come to you.
I see this day as a positive, new beginning. (It's never too late to have a new beginning.)
Today and tomorrow can be very different from yesterday if you can let yesterday go and focus on today. Today and tomorrow are about your NOW vibration, and you have complete control over that. Look for things to feel good about, and watch how everything in your life will unfold to reflect that good-feeling vibration.
WELL....that totally changed what this post was going to be about. It's now going to be about the good things that came out of our not-so-healthy week and a half that's past!
It started a week ago wednesday....oops, it's now Thursday, so it was two weeks ago (?!), with Declan needing to rest and let his body heal the viral invaders that got in. Torin and I got to spend some amazing one-on-one time together while Declan slept the greater part of 5 days. We played lots of Mancala, read some picture books that haven't been off the family bookshelf in a LONG time, and found a mutual love for finding hidden things with the book-In Search of Elvis.
When the viral invaders made their way to Torin's body, Declan and I were able to play, Mousetrap, and read from his book, Kringle. Though I am needed more by Torin than Declan when he's feeling less-than-healthy, I've still been able to steal some quiet moments with my older boy. And today, Declan and his dad are going snowboarding!! DC's super excited, and I'm excited for him too...they are going to have a fabulous, fun time!
Through this whole experience, I have also realized that oftentimes, I sell myself short...I don't need to be Supermom when I can just be me! I can (and did) feel pretty well-rested on between 30 minutes of uninterrupted and 4 hrs of interrupted sleep for 2 weeks straight! I can, after all that, come up with a fantastic dinner on the fly (okay, I forgot to thaw one of the BIZILLION Dream Dinners in my freezer)...I made yummy salmon quesadillas! and I was proclaimed "cute" by a friend that came over to pick something up...without having showered, or put on makeup, and just a headband in my hair. I looked in the mirror when she left and realized that she was right! lol
More importantly...I was able to connect with both boys and make some awesome realizations. Declan showed me that he has an amazing resilience...and has gotten to the point that he can heal without me sleeping in his bed with him, lol. Thank goodness for that! He also still wants me to be with him all the time...but is becoming mature enough to realize when that isn't possible (like when he wanted me to take him to karate last night and Torin needed me to stay at home with him) and smile though it's not his first choice reality. I'm going to do my best to not take that for granted.
After a 7 hour Tac and the Power of Juju (XBox game) marathon with Torin one Saturday, I realized that his memory and reasoning skills are just amazing (even more amazing than I thought before). Another thing I came to understand with Torin, who gets his stubborn streak from me, is that he's very in tune with his body and knows better than I do what is best for it. Though it pains me to see him red-cheeked and feverish, I have to help him by trusting that he knows how to best support his body in healing itself. big sigh. (I did let him in on my thought process, and told him that once he hit 103 I would have to have him take something to bring the fever down, if he didn't want to get into the bath or try one of the other non-medicine options...) 
I am so thankful this morning, for all of those lightbulb moments, for the Irish Breakfast Tea that I'm drinking on ice, and for the beautiful flowers that Dirk and Declan brought home for me after karate last night. Life is good.
Well, Cidlicious (that's my version of Supermom) has to get some "out of the house" clothes on, because I have to figure out how to get Dash from the vet (he's coming home ball-less) and still meet Torin's need to be comfortable while he's getting healthy. Better put on my cape, lmao :)
Okay, I should probably write about my trip to Nashville. I've been in a funk since I got back- probably due to 1. the let-down after actually auditioning after all the prep and excitement 2. Dirk being out of town from 4 hrs before I got back until tomorrow (Friday) night 3. the reality that I have a house to get back in shape, boys who missed me that need me, and bookkeeping to get caught up with now that I'm dealing with a new accountant. Declan is sick today, which I should take advantage of and do some books, but instead I'm finishing the kitchen and catching up on my email/blog. I don't know why I resist getting the papers up-to-date and uptight, but I do. ugh.
So, I left the house Thursday morning around 4:30 (yippee!!) and made it through to the gate with no problems. Billy and I were both flying through Denver, so we met there and took the flight to Nashville together (separate seats, which was fine, because we were both tired and tried to sleep!) There were thundershowers over Nashville (microbursts, the pilot said?) and so we flew a pattern over Nashville for almost an hour! Much better than landing in it, I say...and we didn't have a connecting flight we were missing, so that was good too!
The hotel I had booked was good enough, not in a great part of town, but only a lil bit over a mile to where we were auditioning. We decided to take a nap and then decided maybe we'd just call it a night, and then thought "we're in Nashville!!!! we're aren't so old that we need to go to sleep!" So we rallied, and decided to go and check out a band called "Telluride" that Bill had competed against in some online contest w/CMT last year, who just happened to be playing at the Wild Horse Saloon (where are Saturday auditions were). So, we got a feel for the place and enjoyed the band...they did some great covers, lol. We posed for pics by a couple of the "Wild Horses"...I'm bummed that Billy's pic is blurry :(
Friday we got up late (can u say "rock stars"? lol) met an old friend for lunch (or would it be more polite to say a friend from high school Choraliares?) at Wolfgang Puck's Express restaurant. Wally brought his youngest daughter, who's name I've forgotten (it was really cool, too...so I hope I remember) who they adopted from China. She's 3 now, and just adorable...imagine a lil china doll with a southern accent ;) We talked "music biz" with Wally....he's an artist rep in the Christian music industry... and caught up a bit. Billy and his wife are seriously considering moving to Nashville at some point, so it was good info for them. I think if I'd have gone on this trip 15 years ago, before marriage and kids, I'd have moved there instantly. Not my speed now, and unless it's a temporary move to record the show, I'm just not interested, lol
So, after lunch we hit the music. We'd pissed off the hotel "neighbors" the night before when we were playing/singing after midnight, but decided we chance practicing in the room again...it went well, and a couple of hours in, someone knocked on the door :) not the neighbors, but someone from the office with a box to deliver to me!! My awesome cousin, Donna, sent chocolate-covered strawberries!!! (Billy called me a true "rock star") Included was a note wishing us luck...how lucky am i?
After practice and dinner at Spaghetti Factory, checking out the parking sit for the next morning, hitting a Target for protein bars and water, we headed back to sing through the song a couple of times (quietly, lol) and go to sleep. Can't remember if it was that night or the previous night that we went down to the hotel lounge and listened to a music writer's night (I think it was Friday?) and heard an awesomely funny group (well, 2/5 of the group) that sang some songs that reminded me of Presidents of the United States of America. They sang a song about Austin, and a few other funny ones...we enjoyed all but the first one, about a turd floating in the pool. Woulda been funny, but they chose to have it taken out by a Mexican named Paco. I'm thinkin if they sang that in the southwest, they get their asses kicked.
We both had a hard time sleeping...anxious for the next morning. I finally got to sleep well around 2, I'm guessing, because at 2:30am the next door "neighbor's" alarm clock went off...then again at 3:30. ARGH. Then my phone rang (thank you TJ!) at 5 minutes til 4, when my alarm was set to go off, lol. 
We got to the line around 5...and there were already probably 250 people in front of us...by the time the registrations opened at 9, there were probably 2500 behind us! This is a pic of the CMT sign on a nearby building and I was trying to get a picture of the line, but it's hard to see how far back it goes in the dark. It went 2 blocks and around the corner toward the bridge!
We basically just froze our asses off from 5 to 9, Billy went and got coffee and then later went and got McD's...he got to warm up in the car and then I went and ate in the car and put on my makeup (why waste sleeping time to do it at the hotel, right?) When I got back from the car it was almost 9 and time for Billy to pull out his guitar and get'r warmed up.
Here's the duo that was in line in front of us (we also met a great couple of guys from Oklahoma and a mom who was there with her 15 year old daughter who was singing with one of her husband's "men" (military).) They were performers from Branson, who were very "theatrical"!
besides the "sideshow performing" duos in line, there was other entertainment....including this dog with shades :)
and nothing could compare to the Port-a-Potties.....not so bad when they first dropped them off at 5, but NOT good when we needed to make last minute trips before our auditions. Even the guys thought they were bad, so it wasn't just us girls. UHG.
Here we are, just minutes before making it INTO THE BUILDING to register, lol. (one of the Okla boys is in the background, in the black hat.)At this point we'd been in line about 7 hours. The nerves were starting to get revved up, and the Broadway Boy kept things light by acting a fool and questioning people as they left..."were the judges scary?" "I'm SOOOOOOOOOO scared!" He was a riot!
They separated us into about 10 duos to a group, and then we turned in our paperwork, showed our IDs and snaked around in the saloon to walk in front of the stage...we didn't sing on the stage, just walked by it to get to the back rooms, where they had producers (of some sort) in about 6 little rooms. It was our turn, we went into room 101 with 2 men and 1 woman. They said they liked our name, Vista, which Billy pulled out of his butt that morning. We said it was appropriate because we've never lost sight of our dreams (vista means view or prospect). We sang (found out in line that we had 45 seconds to give them our best, so we started from the first chorus and ROCKED them to the end!) and then were told "thanks, you'll be hearing from us"....what? huh? Talk about anti-climatic!! We headed to meet Billy's friend, Scott and his duo partner, Drew, for a beer at Hard Rock Cafe.
Here's Billy Boy....rocking his audition number on the hat routine...I think he was a little tired, lol. I'm so glad that I have such an awesome friend that thought enough of my vocal skills to ask me to audition for this thing with him.
Trying not to be bummed that it was over, we went back to the hotel and took a nap, lol, only to wake up for dinner at Joe's Crab Shack, WOO HOO! The crab legs were good...and we got there just at the right time. We only had to wait 20 minutes, and during our wait, it went up to an hour wait for those sad souls just coming in.
Scott and Drew met us after they had dinner with friends (Drew had lived in Nashville previously,) and we went from there to walk downtown and take in the live music scene. We hit Tootsie's, The Second Fiddle, and a dozen other places I don't remember the names of! We saw the most AMAZING pianist/singer at Second Fiddle....her name is Sarah Davison, and she is just downright inspirational! Her cd, Blessed, is also inspirational (in both theme and talent!) I could have listened to her play forever, and the band she was playing with that night was pretty sensational, too.
I was designated driver, a role I'm very comfortable with, but I must admit, firefighters (which all three fellas are) party just as hard as military men. I got everyone home (hotels) safely, with no fights, passing out, or incidents...as much their credit as mine. These are good guys who took good care of me :) I didn't even get to walk on the street side of the sidewalk, lol Drew said something that was very true....it's so cool to go out with other musicians, you can sing harmonies at the top of your lungs while the band is playing and they don't look at you funny....they just pick another part and sing along! It was great fun, a great introduction to Nashville on a Saturday night.
The boys...Billy, Drew (thanks for flashing the "West Side" sign, lol, and Scott
Well, the word for me is definitely "create". It just felt right, and then I opened up "The Teachings of Abraham Well-Being Cards" last night and guess what the first card was?? The front side says "The Law of Attraction, the most powerful Universal Law, is my friend." and the back says, "You create with your every thought."
WOW. That's all I have to say...
Had a great discussion with the boys about the idea of choosing a word for the year...Declan chose "focus" and "respect" and Torin was in quite a spunky mood...he didn't want to talk about it, said he was ignoring what we were saying, lol
We also talked about the Law of Attraction, which according to the card from ayer, means "that which is like unto itself is drawn". "By the Universal Law of Attraction, you are attracting the essence of whatever you are giving your attention to- wanted or unwanted". Or as Dirk and I say, keep giving "E to the P" (energy to the positive) because you get what you give energy to!!
and back to being in awe of getting the same info from different sources, I read last night in The Law of Attraction by Esther and Jerry Hicks, on the bottom of page 5 it says:
At first you may be privately pondering a particular subject, but if you think about it long enough, you will start to notice other people beginning to discuss it with you as the LAW OF ATTRACTION finds others who are offering a similar vibration and brings them right to you.
I can see that in these areas: The Law of Attraction, singing/music, homeschooling support, clearing clutter from my mind and our physical space, abundance...and the list goes on.
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