Love Is Contagious

Raising Our Vibration Rate With Love

When I was a child coming in the door after school I could sense Mom‘s mood. I could tell sometimes just by looking at the house from the top of the street. If things were bad, I would do what I could to make them better. If they were okay, I’d do what I could to make them better. Mom could be lots of fun if you hit her funny bone just right. She responded to a compliment, if she believed it, or she’d let me play hairdresser with her lovely hair.

Without realizing what I was doing, when I’d offer Mom a compliment on the smell of what she was cooking for example, I’d be giving her a little energetic boost. When I brushed her hair, she’d relax and give herself over to the pleasure of having somebody else fussing over her, the mother of four, five, finally six children. These little acts of good will on my part rewarded the household a lovely lull in the storm that meant I was always willing to do it again whether it worked every time or not.

Over the years my ability to feed Mom energy was honed to a fine art. So much so, that my father would ask me in my teenage years “why do you aggravate your mother like that”. Neither of us understood that what I had stopped doing was supporting her. The withdrawal of my emotional energy was so remarkable a change as to truly aggravate her without my having to say a word.

As a young adult woman I said I loved a man and he said he loved me. When he hurt me, I withdrew that love, and it was as if he didn’t know who I was. Again, neither of us knew that my energetic support of our relationship made it what it was. All he wanted was my support, all I wanted was his support. He didn’t know how to support me any way but monetarily and neither of us considered the support I offered him worth a second glance.

Except that I did know I was worthy of his respect. I didn’t know how to say that yet, so I expressed my frustration with anger. I would support him, seeing him through loving eyes until the next time I felt he’d walked on me. He felt he had a right to walk on me, it had worked for his mother and dad, why wasn’t it good enough for me. My mother had also asked me, “who do you think you are?’. I honestly wondered with them but couldn’t let go of my awareness of a sense of unfairness and the anger that was my response.

The years rolled by, as did the men and the babies I bore them. Over and over, we fall in love, I support them energetically and support myself financially so no one can hold power over me. Some of the men return the financial support, none of them return the emotional support, I fall out of love, again.

I discover the power of the I AM statements. I discover I love and approve of myself. I feel able to love others, my children, unconditionally. Once in a while, not all the time, I remember what it felt like to know as a very young child that I am a perfect and loved. As a thirty year old adult I understand the feeling tone of unconditional love of self.

As the sense of helplessness that had plagued me eased, so did the anger. As I felt more loving toward myself, I loved my children better and our home took on a different air. Releasing my desperation to a new hope and confidence I found it reflected back at me through the children. I learned to stop leaking energy by giving it away free, cheap, or easy. I learned that I could give to someone who thought they were taking. I found my voice and my energetic boundaries.

I learned how to say no by saying yes, yes, yes to my Truth Within. Eventually my “still small voice” took on a large and distinct personality and became my main way of interacting with our world. My spirit body quested and found Her name. Honours the Gentle Breathe of Spirit and I are one. Through Her, my physical experience knows only the boundaries I set.

Since childhood I have been giving and receiving energetic support through my connection with spirit. In a world that has despised such, and being a soul who has died for being who I am in other lives, I have nurtured Honours the Gentle Breathe of Spirit with no need to declare to the world, I AM Honours the Gentle Breathe of Spirit.

While I don’t need the world to know that I AM Honours the Gentle Breathe of Spirit, the world very much needs to know about Her. As many others of our time know, we have been working toward this time on Earth since time began. We are here now to give and receive the energetic support that is Ours in Oneness within ourselves and without. As each of us stands to make their I AM Spirit statement our energetic bodies vibrate at another level, and another. For every increment of energetic growth toward light that an individual experiences as spirit, a thousand fold ripples outward to manifest physically.

The moment of power to make change, to be the change, is now. Love your moment, accept this moment as perfect whether you understand it or not, and release it with love. Do what love would do, be what love would be. Don’t hesitate and think about it. You know in your heart and soul what the most loving thing you can do in this moment of now is and you are going to do it. As am I, and so soon will they.

Love is contagious. We’ve all swooned over a love song that spoke to us. When Jesus told us to be as little children it was the unconditional love and joy with which they perceive their world that He was referring. The eyes of a joy filled happy child contain the answer to every question about why we’re here experiencing this physical body with a spiritual perspective, to sweeten the mix.

April 2006