The Art of Allowing Workshop; Abraham-Hicks, Part 2

The moment the girl in the pink sweatshirt (and I'm calling her this because I didn't get her name, even though we did speak later on) poured out her emotions, I KNEW she was the reason I was there. Here's why. I had been feeling some doubt about the change of the name of my blog from the Healing Raw Beauty Blog to Edible Goddess even though I've received amazing support and feedback about it. I had concerns that people would assume I was referring to myself as the Edible Goddess, when really what I am trying to do here is empower others to feel good about themselves via what you put in your mouth and on your skin. That's right, empowerment through raw Superfoods and raw edible beauty, and education based upon the non-sugar-coated (no milk-toast as some friends would say) truth, which seems to be lacking among some health care practitioners.

And so, we all sat there watching this sweet girl bare her heart searching for a way to feel better. I want to feel good, she was saying. I want to feel good about myself. Every single woman (and man) in that audience could relate, and I know this without having even spoken to any of them about this. Who doesn't want to feel comfortable in their own skin? Don't we all desire to feel like we're enough? Yet, whose standards are we living by... someone else's, or our own critical minds? And why aren't we all the most ridiculously happy people on the planet always having the best day ever? Well, I agree w/ what Abraham says: Make peace with where you are... and maybe we'll get there.

I've been super fortunate to have come to the level of self-love that I think escapes many. Edible Goddess is the platform for which I share what I've learned through life experience, self-study of raw foods, Superfoods, and raw beauty, along with the material of those who've paved the way and are truly happy in their life. My intention is that others see the potential within themselves and all the possibilities that actually exist.

After a short break to mingle in the lobby and scurry to find additional books and materials offered at nice discounts, I decided I had no choice but to go over and tell her how fantastic she was for bravely sitting in the hot seat and what I took from it. I gave her my website in hopes she would have the chance to read over this story and come to know the impact she's had on refining my mission in life and therefore thousands of others to come. Thank you immensely girl... if you are reading this, just know that you are perfect as you are! We all want to feel self-appreciation, you just happen to be the one to bring it to our attention in a most powerful way.

I no longer have any doubts whatsoever that this was the right move for this blog and business name change and am actually feeling quite proud that I'm taking this on. Being pure on the inside and outside is a major accomplishment, certainly isn't always easy, yet the rewards are beyond what could be described with words. There's a whole new meaning to mind, body, and soul/spirit after living what I now call the Raw Superfood Edible Goddess Lifestyle. My previous business name/company, Organic Healing, and the Healing Raw Beauty Blog has merged and is now Edible Goddess.

The Art of Allowing Workshop; Abraham-Hicks, Part 1

Two weeks ago, I was blessed enough to go to the Art of Allowing workshop with Abraham-Hicks. I'd heard about it months ago that Jerry & Esther were coming to Seattle and I jumped on the chance to see this event in person. I had written it in my datebook and could have sworn I bought a ticket, only to realize literally the night before the event at about midnight when I thought to confirm and print out the email receipt that I couldn't find it anywhere. Had I not bought the ticket? Guess not... and in my excitement, I must've somehow let it slip by as time passed.

And so I went anyway, knowing that I was meant to be there, for whatever reason I did not yet know, but knowing it was going to be big - I mean this is an in-person experience with the material I've been feverishly studying since February! They couldn't find my proof of paid purchase and so I paid the extra to get in because at that point I didn't care what it cost. All I wanted was to get in and felt lucky to even get standing room (all of this was happening within 5 mins of the start of the event!). How did the super-tall usher manage to get me a seat then in the 4th row, directly center of the stage? Manifestation baby...

It began as all the CD's do, with Esther quieting her mind and allowing Abraham to come through. The energy of the room was quiet after the hundreds of people stopped chatting, sat in their seats and awaited the answers they came for. The first person to be called upon (which is the coolest thing ever how it's done, with Esther pointing 'over here', and dozens standing, and that 1 person knowing it's them that's being called to the 'hot seat', which was literally taped & secured to the floor) was the girl in the pink sweatshirt.

She began overly enthusiastic about her new understanding of the Abraham-Hicks material and the revelations that lifted the cloud of her previous thinking. Due to the audio CD's and reading the books, her perspectives had seemed to change for the positive, with just 1 aspect still needing great work. She spoke about her desire as an actress and her frustrating encounters with those in the position who made the decision that she was not ever right (thin enough, beautiful enough, perfect enough) for the roles she auditioned for. What did she need to do to not only get the parts, but also to recognize these unrealistic ideals, and to accept herself just as she was?

A very difficult feat seeing as though acting is an industry that picks you apart and strips you down, making you feel as though you are not enough, from where you currently stand. I know I was not the only one in that audience looking at this beautiful girl in the pink sweatshirt thinking these 'superiors' were crazy for not hiring her! She exuded such initial confidence until she expressed her heartfelt pain rooted in outside judgment. Her inner and external beauty absolutely could not be denied. How could they make her feel any less and why was she even listening to these people? I was disgusted with these people for making her feel this way and sob tears of disappointment in herself in front of hundreds of us, our unfamiliar faces.

Abraham pulled to the core of the issue... what was the emotion that she was feeling? She said disappointment. Frustration. Dissipated hope. Anger. Minutes later, Abraham knew these just scratched the surface. Give us more. What really describes the way you're feeling? SELF-HATRED, SELF-LOATHING. My heart sank when she said this and I felt the energy in the room shift to even more overwhelming compassion. I wanted to run up and give this girl the biggest hug ever as she wiped her tears, showing no fear, just deeply yearning for self-acceptance.

TO BE CONTINUED... (soon, I promise!)