FOCUS on LOVING YOURSELF
FOCUS on COMPASSION FOR YOURSELF
FOCUS on TREATING YOUR BODY AS A TEMPLE
FOCUS on HOW YOU FEEL
FOCUS on BEING LOVE
FOCUS on LOVING YOURSELF
FOCUS on COMPASSION FOR YOURSELF
FOCUS on TREATING YOUR BODY AS A TEMPLE
FOCUS on HOW YOU FEEL
FOCUS on BEING LOVE
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I’m sorry.
Please forgive me.
Thank you.
I Love you.
There are SO MANY potential distractions all around us, things that can pull us away from our desired focus. When in the world, doing what we do each day, the ability to hold oneself in a state of being which feels loving can be a real challenge at times.
When we are able to shift ourselves, even just a little bit, away from a distracting energy whether it be a person, a circumstance, or a feeling that’s caused a disturbance in our good-feeling force, we open up the opportunity to shift even more, and more and more. We show ourselves it is possible. We move closer to who we are in our essence.
Focusing on Love, on feeling good, heals us. Focusing on Love and feeling good heals our neighbor, our community, our world. The ripple effects happen without our having to do anything else. They happen in our physical bodies first, and foremost. Cells respond to the good-feeling chemicals released which, as Candice Pert, PhD observed in her research, vibrate into place on their respective receptors in the organs of the body, transferring energy and information. Which ones are triggered for release is determined by how we feel.
Focusing on the high-vibrational feeling of Love gives us the opportunity to create a healthy body, community and ultimately, world. Imagine it.😄❤️✨
My daughter was born at 9:27 am EST on July 17, 2000.
I died at 9:18 am EST on July 17, 2000.
At 9:26 am EST on July 17, 2000, I was reborn.
Today marks the 22nd anniversary of my death and rebirth, and my daughter’s 22nd birthday.
If it were not for my daughter, I wouldn’t get to be her mother. If it were not for my daughter, I wouldn’t be who I am today.
Having the gift of death and coming back to this life has been both the greatest blessing and the most challenging thing in the world. I have had to navigate a world that seemed foreign to me at first, I was so different than before but the world hadn’t changed. What I took for granted as “normal” no longer made sense and I longed for something new. I initially thought that by changing my outward life it would bring me closer to what I longed for in my heart. What I longed for was to live in a state of being where Love was the predominant energy. I wanted to be in that same state of being I was in during my NDE.
The sticking point for many years was how to “get” there. How do I “be” that Love?
I needed a road map, a blueprint for living and I finally realized I was the only one who could design it. No church, no “guru”, no thing outside of me could do it for me, could show me the way. So, I started meditating. It was the next right thing for me to do. From there, my answers as to the “how” began to arrive. The inspiration to write, to read, to slowly navigate a path back to myself became clearer and clearer.
Writing I Died And Learned How To Live was so cathartic for me. It gave me me back. It gave me a way to break through the barrier of fear I’d inadvertently built up around me to protect me from the judgement and criticism of others. It helped me strengthen in more Love and diminish the influence Ego had over me.
My days are not always carefree, but when I do struggle I have a way to bring myself back to what I know from experience to be the most healing, nurturing, peaceful state of being, which is Love. I return there over and over again.
Happy Rebirthday to me!
Love to you all!
Krista xox
While I was raised Catholic, I do not adhere to any one religion. My NDE gave me confirmation in the understanding that all religions are right and all are wrong and it really doesn’t matter which one a person practices or believes in, what matters is Love.
When life is going along and we’re happy with how it’s going along and we go about our days in a sort of comfortable space where we stop at Starbucks in the morning before work and go to our job, have pleasant conversation with those around us, work and go home again, then repeat.
Then, something switches. We start to become less happy with how things are going along. We find things to be unhappy about. The barista didn’t make your latte like they usually do. The people at work are starting to bore you. Work itself is more of a chore than a maybe more-than-a-little-pleasant thing to do for 8 hours a day. Something has changed.
You can’t put your finger on it, so you go along for a while, just continuing to do the same day over and over, until it hits you. You want something different for yourself.
You want to feel more. You want to do more. You want to wake up in the morning and be excited about living.
Stick around. I’ll write more about this. In the meantime, start exploring what it is you desire to experience in this life and how you might go about actually doing it!
Much Aloha!
Krista ❤️
In our recent move to the Hawaiian island of Maui, I’ve had some interesting things about myself come to light. Like, I hadn’t realized how much familiar surroundings and routine meant to me. Not that I had a super specific routine in my life before, but what surrounded me was familiar. Things around me had their place and I knew where to find them. My “stuff” was all around me. There was a comfort in just feeling the energy of my home, my neighborhood, my town. All of that has changed.
Moving 4500 miles away from where I lived for 22 years was more of a challenge than I anticipated. Although I’d chosen it, I’d planned it, I’d hyped it up to my husband, I found myself in moments of fear. I wasn’t completely sure if picking up my life and moving to the middle of the Pacific Ocean was such a great idea. I longed for home and the comforts of it. I wanted to see the same landscape out my window I’d seen every day for so long. I wanted to go to the grocery store and have the people working there nod hello because they knew my face.
Then, I watched the sunset on our wedding anniversary and a sea turtle swam by. Not only did it swim by, but it lifted its head out of the water and looked straight at us! Another swam directly underneath me two days later. We watched giant waves crash on ancient lava rocks and felt the energy of nature. We stood on a forest path amongst trees that had been there since indigenous Hawaiians lived on the land and it was still theirs.
I’ve been here 13 days and I’m already transforming. I’m moving toward who I came here to be. I’m becoming more, and I couldn’t be more grateful or more sure that yes, this was the right decision.
Much Aloha! xox
While it has a satisfying, somewhat cleansing appeal, the process of doing it makes me feel just a little bit ill. Granted, we don’t have a lot of material things, as I’ve made a conscious effort over the last 10-15 years to not gather together random bits of insignificant material objects. The process of sorting through what we do have and prioritizing keeping vs giving away is what makes me slightly nauseated.
That is, if I sit and think about it.
Stepping back and considering the process from a “feeling” point of view, not one that involves conscious thought but conscious feeling, I am eased into a much better state of vibration where I can focus on what I want. I want to keep things that have meaning to me and bring me joy when I look at them, when I hold them in my hands, when I remember where I got it and the circumstances around acquiring it. I want to cherish the feelings. I want to pass along those few special, memorable, good-feeling-provoking things that will also bring joy and meaning to my daughters.
It’s never just about me and what I want.
So, the minute nausea I feel at the idea of tackling the closets today is eased to near nonexistence, simply by reframing my thoughts and adjusting my vibration and focus. Love how life can be so simple!
Much Love to you today!
Krista xox
Something occurred to me as I was cleaning out a closet yesterday…
While I have this little blog, I post sporadically and when I’m really inspired to do so. I don’t post when I’m not inspired, so I’m sharing things with a pure energy of connection to everyone. Months ago, when our plans for moving to the Hawaiian islands began to really take shape, I thought about sharing my/our journey here (Ainsley, my husband, is a big part of it too!) but only wanted to if it was about the journey, the deeper aspects of the “why’s” for our decision to leave our home and family here. For Ainsley, it’s about moving even further away from his in the UK. There’s a depth to all that goes into making the decision to go, and the ultimate reasons are universally felt by many of us at different points in our lives.
In a nutshell, I feel like it’s important to talk about all of it, so as maybe to inspire someone else who is on the fence about embarking on their life’s next Big Adventure. I’d LOVE to have a video blog but am not great at editing and neither is my husband lol. We’ll see if we can work on that…
Watch this space!
Love to you all and a very Happy, Healthy New Year!!
Krista xox
I was staring out the window at the English countryside as my husband laid his head back on the seat, his eyes closed. We were southbound on a London train, heading to Heathrow to catch our flight home. The conductor had just finished his announcements and in the midst of the surrounding light chatter of passengers, I heard a voice come through the loudspeakers.
“It’s time.”
The voice was a loud whisper of a male, but one I didn’t recognize. I quickly turned my gaze from the scenery to my husband sitting next to me. His eyes were still closed and his head still resting on the seat. I glanced around at the other passengers who were still talking amongst themselves, undisturbed and unaffected by what I had just heard.
Did I really hear that?
Yes. Undoubtedly. It was there, coming from the train loudspeakers to my ears. I had not been thinking about anything in particular at the time, just feeling relaxed and enjoying the sight of rolling green hills of the countryside.
So, what did it mean? This human voice speaking two words, a statement which implied action on my part. What action? Which action? I wondered this, amazed at what I’d just experienced.
The thing is, this wasn’t the first time I’d had an unexplained-in-human-terms experience, yet, I felt like it was! So many emotions ran through me…elation, joy, excitement, confusion, doubt, confirmation, etc. What was it time for??
It wasn’t until we had arrived home and I recovered from jet lag that I understood. It was time. Period. Time to live. Time to be, do, have all my heart knew was right for me, true for me, good for me. It’s time for this to manifest in the greater world. For all of us to be, do and have all we desire. The highest vibrational manifestation of this is Love. It’s time to Love.
Much Love to you all!
Krista xox
Aloha, friends!
Just a gentle reminder to be present and in awareness of how you are feeling. Sit for a few seconds and feel your body. Where are you?
Are you in a state of being that feels good? Your cells will tell you if you’re not sure. Listen. Focus your attention on them.
If needed, shift your energy a little bit by focusing on something that feels good and sense how your body shifts with you. Practice this every day.
Much Love!
xox
Krista Gorman, PA-C
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