HEART SONGS

HEART SONGS

Tonight I have been wondering about what really makes our hearts sing. What makes my heart sing, is knowing that I am on track.  What does that mean to you? Being on track. For me it means that I am doing what I am supposed to be doing.  In my heart I know what my purpose is for the moment. And so with every part of my being, I am discovering how to fulfill that purpose. Investigating it more fully, looking at my motivations, refining how to go about it, and endlessly talking about it. Putting plans into action and dreaming it into existence.  Even this blog is exactly about this same thing. Part of my mission is to find 144millionangelbeings on Earth. I am really calling you all through this blog. That may seem like madness but for this day and the last month, this has seemed the place to start.

So yes this blog means that I am on track and writing the blog brings a great sense of peace and joy.

I once heard Deepak Chopra talking about purpose and destiny. He said in the conversation that he told his children to ask themselves every day, "What is my purpose, what am I supposed to do with my life?

I remember hearing this and thinking it was really cool, but I had no idea how to put it into practice.

You know what I mean. You just don't get it, until you get it.  As I grew up I  thought being an actor would be the thing that would make my heart sing. Ha Ha, the reality of it absolutely terrified me. I did go to Nida, which was incredibly amazing, terrifying, and wonderful all at the same time. And that is where I met my husband, (that's another story), but when I wanted to be a big time actor, I had no idea that really what made my heart sing, was creating pieces of performance, teaching actors, and directing. That was a huge surprise. But a really happy one.

And the journey has taken me from there to wanting to create big sacred performances with the Peace Angels that anchor peace in whole cities and using theatre, art, energy, love and God to do it. Wow. That's a huge concept. But its what makes my heart sing.  Looking for the 144millionaangelbeings, that makes my heart sing and soar. Creating a big performance story with a group of indigenous children, or refugee children -  using, theatre art and energy and yes you got it miracles - now that would make my heart sing.  Having the Centre for Angels up and running helps me to dream at night. Finishing my book called the Cherubinos would really make my heart sing . . and the list goes on.

Sitting quietly, connected to spirit, allowing the great peace that is, to engulf me with love, ignites every part of me in genuine joy and genuine happiness. Small gestures for my life, quiet gestures that fill me up and remind me of my humanity, my earthliness, as well as my deep connection to the stars.

Holding a brand new baby, singing my favourite song, remembering to connect to the joy, connecting to the truth of my self. My soul. Connection to self - that's really connecting to the rich tapestry that is woven from the choices that I make on a daily basis for my life. This precious and magnificent experience that we are all having. Consciously choosing, and surrendering the outcome.

So I ask you directly, what makes your heart sing Angel beings?. What is it that allows your spirit to soar? To sing to the heavens. What is it that allows you to feel totally in bliss? Is it your work? Is it your family? Is it when you pray? Is it the dreams that you have for your life?  What is it that makes you elated? Joyful? Luminous and shiny, with bubbles of joy and tingling skin. Or that great feeling of knowing that you are on track.

Now this might all sound a bit Disney. And I understand that some of you may think this is just mad. But honestly, we all have to give this a go. It is the way to love being on this planet. I have spent years now releasing more and more of what kept me in the prison of believing that it had to be hard and difficult and oh you know, challenging. Yes it is all of that, and that is what makes it magnificent.

We are having this experience in a human body for a reason. What do you think your reason is? Honestly how dreadful would it be if you got to the other side and someone said to you, you know an Angel of Transition for instance, said, "So how did you go with your mission?"., and you looked blankly at this beautiful Angel of Transition and said, "What mission?'. Now really, get on with it.

Sing me your song, I dare you

With love again and again,

anandanetti