This past weekend I took Charles Virtue’s ACP class in Morristown NJ. Tina Daly and Charles taught the class. What’s ACP you ask?
According to Charles’s sight it is “ACP is designed and inspired after my mother's (Doreen Virtue) ATP (Angel Therapy Practitioner) class. My mother trained me to bring you the same lessons and channelings offered in her classes. I have been teaching ACP Certification classes world-wide for over 3 years, and I always make sure the content is up to date. ACP class is a very grounded and informative experience that many students have reported brought about major, beneficial life changes. I teach this class with the intention of not only getting you in touch with the angels that are always around you, but to help teach you real-world applicable lessons and techniques designed to keep your connection open and complete. I share with you all, everything involved in living a guided life with the angels; what to expect, how to communicate with the angels, how to decipher angelic messages from your own thoughts and feelings and how to properly manifest without working against yourself.”
What is it really?
Mind blowing.
Honestly it really is. I’ve been reading Doreen Virtue’s books for a few years now and my mum has taken both Doreen’s and Charles’s Class and she’d taught me some of the stuff from the class and I felt pretty confident doing card reading and what not.
But my mum decided that since I’ll be off to Basic Training soon that having these tools taught by Charles. So off I went to class. And boy was I glad I went! I did some amazing reading for people in class and I got some good information about my life path from readings people gave me.
We also did some really fantastic meditations. One of them that Tina lead was a past life regression. And oh man can I tell it was amazing. I’m actually going to write it into a short story… so that might end up on here some day. It’s going to be amazing I can tell you that.
So here’s the link to Charles’s site he’s got class information and dates up
And here’s Tina’s site.
Cheers,
Last fall I reached a fork in the road of life. I could have come home with my tail between my legs but I didn't. I said fuck you to failure and did something fun. It was the most exciting and fun time in my life, so far. Yeah even better the Ireland. Why? I had freedom. I didn't have class I could do whatever I wanted. And I did a lot of really cool things simply because I wanted to.
That’s how I like to live. I like to have my own freedom. I like to live without limits. I do things because I want to.
I had a plan for myself when I graduated high school… back then I was naïve. I still believed it was best to have a plan to live life successfully. Then I learned if you wanted a wonderful life then the plan would be to have no plan. Go where your heart takes you.
My heart wants to take me to Europe and never let me leave… but I can’t. It’s not possible right now. I’m sick of university which was my ticket there. Since I’m not going to university I have no way to spend a prolonged time there. But I’ve cast my sight away from Europe for a tiny bit.
I’m going to see America first.
After a lot of thinking I’ve made a decision. I’m joining the United Sates Coast Guard. For those of you who are staring at the screen with dumbfounded expressions at this abrupt change in my life… well it’s not too horribly abrupt for me.
You see March 2nd I went to my niece Kirsten’s graduation from the Coast Guard training academy in Cape May. I talked to her a bit and started doing research of my own into the Coast Guard. She inspired me to join.
You see I’ve known for a while that I didn’t want to finish uni. But I didn’t know how I’d break it to my family because going to university had always been something my parents pushed my brothers and I too. Plus I didn’t know what I’d do if I dropped out. I mean I simply thought I’d be doomed to a minimum wage job for the rest of my life. Then I saw Kirsten graduate and it dawned on me that I had another path I could walk if I wanted to quit formal school.
So after a few weeks of research and a trip to NYC to see a recruiter I’ve made a firm decision. I’m joining the Coast Guard. I take my ASVAB (Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery) tomorrow at 10h00. So by this time tomorrow I’ll know if I scored high enough to get a position as an OS.
It’s exhilarating how fast my life has started to move. Once I take the ASVAB I get to see my recruiter again and make everything official. I can’t wait to start this new life chapter.
Cheers,
There are two types of people in the world. There are those that pose for a picture. And there are those that simply smile for a picture.
You'd think the one that poses would be the happier of the two. That's far from it. That one perfect pose you see on facebook is the result of a half dozen tries. Those that pose look at the first attempt and say "take it again." They look fat. Or short. Or their hair's weird looking. Or their legs look chunky. They primp for a few seconds trying to even out the mistakes and try for a second photo. This time they hand the camera back because the angel was weird. Or there were too many people by them. Or any other assortment of excuses. When really what's wrong with the picture is them. They'll never admit it not in the way they should. They'll never say they hate the way they look. Or that their smile is false. Or that they're hiding behind a mask. Or they're hating their life and it shows in the picture. They pose time and again with a fake smile. They want everyone to like them. To like this snapshot of their life. They want everyone to see the picture and think "they look so good. I wish I were them." And in their minds that's what everyone says when they see the picture. It's their only way of showing off how great their life is. How great they think their life is. They can be at the lowest point in their life and still pose. That picture will look just like the ones when they were happy. The façade of a happy life pasted over the nasty truth. One pose runs into the next and the picture blur into something not quite reality and not quite fake. Because when you retake it's a new moment in time… a new feeling …a new photo. Sure your stance is the same. The background just as picturesque. Your smile still oddly strained. But it's all new. The second you wanted to capture had already passed... Never to return.
And what of the person who throws on a smile for a picture. They stand unashamed in front of the view finder smiling, enjoying the moment. Someone snaps a picture and that's a bonus. They don't need a picture to remember this moment. After all they were happy and happy time always shine the brightest in our hearts. Some will try and pin a pose on them but it's simply a second they choose to stand still and smile. They never un-tag themselves because they don't like the way they look. After all when armed with a smile how can you look bad? So what if you're not looking at the camera. Or your eyes are half closed. Or you're not standing straight. The picture captures a second in time. A second that will never be repeated. A second that they lived through. They're proud to have lived and to have been seen living. There's no such thing as a bad picture. If you think a picture is good that shows through your courage to leave it be just the way it is. No changes. No thinning. No retakes.
Retakes and retouch take time. Time out of a short life. Those seconds add up to time you could have spent truly smiling. Time you could have been laughing. Time that you wasted since you had no confidence in your smile.
So who are you? Do you pose? Or do you stand still for a moment and smile?
Who do you want to be?
These last three weeks I’ve been working on painting a piece of furniture for my mum. It started out like this…
Is was in our dining room and my mum wanted to make it into a bench. So I started by painting it white
Then the insanity began
And it slowly turned into this
How cool right!! Tassels and all!!
Cheers,
