by Jo Lyn Cornelsen | Jun 8, 2018 | Compassion, Jo Lyn's Blog, Self Improvement |
Inspired Creativity
Self-directed Compassion:
I am so sorry you are so human.
I am so sorry you get so caught up in the effort to control.
I am so sorry no one can do it as good as you do it.
I am so sorry you were not the only one inspired.
I am so sorry for the fear factor.
I am so sorry that smallness of mind can block the light.
I am so sorry that they were inspired too.
I am so sorry that for your creation to live and grow, you must let it go and let it flow.
All of us learn from one another. We “make things our own”, as an expression of what works for us in our own lives. I have adjusted recipes to suit my tastes. I have changed sewing patterns to add or remove features of clothing I sew, or crafts I have made. I have learned from famous writers and written my own not-so-famous pieces. In the garden, we plant seeds from plants that other people have tended and shared. We play music composed by others, and it comes out differently each time. The examples are endless.
We learn a skill, then adapt it. Should I have to certify in every holistic modality I ever read about? Impossible! Should that preclude me from using tapping or extending compassion to help someone who, in the moment, would benefit from that exercise and is asking for my help? No. We take the good from what we have learned, and expand upon it, adding our own unique flavor, and then share it again.
Where do “certifications” come from? Energy healing modalities and certifications may or may not be Divinely inspired, but they are man made. Methodologies can be structured for learning purposes, but energy, once freed, simply flows. I have studied many methods, read many books, and choose to certify in those to which I feel guided by the Spirit (and/or I am able to afford).
My goal is to align with the Divine as much as I am able, and follow the Light of the Spirit within. My goal is to experience the joy of inspired creativity.
Universally inspired expressions of love, compassion, kindness, empathy and freedom of thought and expression can never be patented or trademarked – just shared. An intuitive person easily recognizes the truth and power of compassion, and it will naturally flow from them when the need arises.
In the past, when I looked to others for validation as to whether or not I was good enough to be loved, accepted, and included, I found that I had to limit the expression of my gifts in order to “fit in”.
Sometimes we see an expression of a gift in someone else, and because of our own limitations – our fears – our own small mind – our own inadequacies – our unfamiliarity with what we see – we want to diminish or control or limit it.
Recently, an associate told me it was not possible for me to be intuitively present and focused on the needs of the person I was helping, to hold the energetic space for them, counsel them, coach them, and to use my gift of writing at the same time – saying something to the effect that only an ascended master could do it, but not me.
The old small-minded me would have been all upset at the criticism, and would have believed and reacted fearfully to those words. The present me just acknowledges the feedback and responds with the neutrality of introspective evaluation for the purpose of self-correction. The present me knows that the gifts and skills I have been given are magnified by the Spirit in the moment they are needed to help and serve others. The gifts of the Spirit are universal, and as I expand my understanding, skills and abilities, I am blessed to feel the joy of creative expression when they flow through me.
I have found that The Spirit of God within us empowers us far beyond what our small-mind, distorted perceptions of ego, negative habits, or self-defeating belief systems would normally allow.
Listening to the Spirit enlarges our capacities to serve and help others. Listening to the Spirit expands our souls and frees our light to shine in unexpected ways – whether for great and grand purposes – or equally as important – for the small, seemingly inconsequential moments that make all the difference to the One.
Let us love and honor one another.
Let the Holy Spirit guide and expand the light of our souls.
by Jo Lyn Cornelsen | Jul 1, 2017 | Authentic Wholeness, Holistic Healing, Intuitive Downloads, Jo Lyn's Blog, SoulTalk |
After attending another Compassion Key session led by Edward Mannix,
I dreamed compassion statements all night long,
becoming consciously aware of this as I began to awake in the early morning hours.
Most of the statements repeated in my mind were things like:
“I’m so sorry they didn’t teach you the truth about money.
I’m so sorry they said you’d never be rich.
I’m so sorry they said you couldn’t manage money.
I’m so sorry you can never be rich.”
I’ve done much energy work and holistic healing regarding old misconceptions and trapped emotions.
I know the truth – that my soul value is infinite and this world is only transitory…
so none of these phrases triggered any emotional hurt.
Rather, they felt strangely comforting, so I kept going… and as the words began to shift, they touched deeper and deeper into my psyche…
“I’m so sorry you can’t have money because you’re a girl.
I’m so sorry girls are not smart enough to have money.
I’m so sorry he said you’d never be rich if you married him.
I’m so sorry he didn’t know the truth of who you are.
I’m so sorry he valued money more than the joy and happiness of his children.
I’m so sorry he held so many inner conflicts from his own childhood.
I’m so sorry his inner pain and conflicts affected your life experiences in such a big way.
I’m so sorry you have experienced poverty but can never experience wealth.
I’m so sorry you’ll never get to see what it feels like to be generous in a big way in the world.
I’m so sorry you will never achieve your dreams.
I’m so sorry big dreams coming true is for other people, not you.
I”m so sorry you had to ask permission to buy anything for yourself.
I’m so sorry you couldn’t spend $8 for a white blouse unless you asked permission.
I’m so sorry you weren’t worth it.
I’m so sorry you were not trusted with money.
I’m so sorry he didn’t know what to do with money himself.
I’m so sorry he thought if he actually got money, someone would come and take it all away.
I’m so sorry when you got money, the economy crashed and it was all taken away.
I’m so sorry you proved him right.
I’m so sorry you couldn’t be trusted with money.
I’m so sorry that no matter how you studied, you couldn’t figure out how to keep the money and grow it into wealth.
I’m so sorry you didn’t have a positive money blueprint.
I’m so sorry you were stupid with money.
I’m so sorry you can’t trust yourself with money.
I’m so sorry they don’t trust you with money.
I’m so sorry you don’t trust you with money.
I’m so sorry you aren’t trustworthy….”
Caught in the pain of the moment, the tears began to flow.
I knew there was something deeper coming up, and I asked….
“What do I do with this overwhelming emotion that I can’t trust myself,
What do I do with this feeling of shame that at a core level, I am not trustworthy?
If I am not trustworthy, I have no integrity….
I paused… wondering how I can solve this… for I know that as a child of God
I am loved all the way to eternity and back….
Yet still, I felt this deep despair of unworthiness…
“How can I come to a place of peace?”
“Is there an underlying reason for this feeling of being untrustworthy?
Is there a hidden underlying reason for this feeling of being untrustworthy?
I shifted to using The Emotion Code healing modality…
and discovered ancestral trapped emotions, many instances of
insecurity,
guilt and
forlorn,
in three different ancestral lines
many generations back….
Father’s Father’s Mother’s line…
All these and other hidden, trapped ancestral emotions had been distorting the clarity of my own soul…
Contributing to my experiences while in this mortal realm…
Coloring how I experience this world…
And affecting what I create and what I pass down the generational lines.This holistic healing process,
beginning during the night with compassion phrases,
brought to my conscious awareness the energy resonances of traumas in my ancestors’ life experience,
And now they can all be let go… and all can grow…
Sending compassion to my ancestors:
“I am so sorry for the difficult experiences you had.
I am so sorry for your trials and sorrows.
I am so sorry the energy and resonance of these trapped emotions carried down through to your descendants…”
Released, the trapped emotions shift and I feel calm now, and lighter,
Allowing the natural healing processes of internal energy to flow.
My inner world becomes more balanced,
The distortion of the lens is cleared, for them, for me, for all who were affected…
And we are free.
Thank you, thank you, thank you,
It is done, it is done, it is done.
by Jo Lyn Cornelsen | Mar 7, 2017 | Holistic Healing |
A dear friend, remembering a specific childhood injustice perpetrated on herself and others,
tearfully expressed a portion of her sorrows to some trusted friends…
Who immediately responded with expressions of pure love and encouragement.
Who has not, at some time in life, felt the heartache of being misunderstood,
insecure, vulnerable, confused, misaligned, blamed, repressed, unworthy, or rejected?
What one of us has not experienced, in our mortal weakness, some measure
of pride, shame, anxiety, humiliation, abandonment, lack of support, or betrayal?
Who among us can say we have never been violated, angry, taken for granted, shocked?
Dear sweet Child of God, know that you are not alone.
Know that you are blessed.
Know that you are watched over through this veil of tears….
Angelically supported both here and on the other side.
As I read through the messages sent back to my dear friend,
I felt waves of pure love tingling through my body….
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Spirit speaks…
Thanking us for loving one another…
Prompting us to acknowledge and confess our sorrows and shortcomings
to ourselves and to our Great Creator…
Encouraging us to allow ourselves the experience of sitting awhile
with the emotions that come up in this process of introspection…
To then allow these feelings to dissipate and release….
And then…
To consciously create new waves of love and light…
In kindness and forgiveness and gratitude for the breath of life…
For in truth, we are all cherished Children of God…
Divine in our nature…
Visiting in this mortal reality for the purpose of soul expansion…
Learning through choice and accountability…
Seeking greater knowledge and truth…
Walking in faith, gratitude and forgiveness…
Sharing and serving…
Step by step…
Line upon line, precept on precept….
And as we learn to love more purely,
We receive a fullness of joy.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
It is only just begun.
by Jo Lyn Cornelsen | Jan 27, 2017 | Authentic Wholeness, Holistic Healing, Personal Empowerment |
“To Be Authentic, Healing Must Be Holistic”
“Body, mind, spirit, soul…
Physical, social, emotional, spiritual…
All aspects work together to create the Whole YOU.
Begin wherever you are right now.
Seek to be the best you can be.
Allow yourself to be led by the divine spirit.
Cherish this life experience.
Create Joy.”
~ Jo Lyn Cornelsen
by Jo Lyn Cornelsen | Nov 29, 2016 | Happiness, Jo Lyn's Blog, Life Transitions, SoulTalk |
This Thanksgiving was different.
No houseful of family or guests.
No hours in the kitchen preparing turkey and fixings….
We let our grown children experience their holiday without us…
And as new “empty nesters”,
we chose something different.
He wanted food and football…
I wanted chocolate and sweetness…
and added in some service as well.
Thanksgiving Day with my husband’s sister and her husband…
Dining out, we enjoyed exquisite meals…
Grateful for this experience of Affluence, Ease and Joy…
Then a movie… Marvel Adventures of Dr. Strange…
A traditional doctor of western medicine…
Experiencing a traumatic wake-up-call,
Broadening his awareness into the
World of Energetic Power and Force…
Chakras… Astral Bodies… Dealing with Offensive Entities…
Altered Perceptions… Spells… Crystals…
Manipulating Space and Time… Portals… Vortexes…
“Lions, Tigers and Bears, Oh My”….
If you understand the world of energy… you’ll love this!!
Friday Football on the Big Screen,
A comfortable night in our own bed,
Saturday morning service at the Seattle LDS Temple,
Then a “quick” trip across the State to visit my sweet Mother….
Who currently lives with the friends who “bought the back pasture”
over 40 years ago, and established their homestead there.
It quickly became evident that her caregivers’ health is precarious.
His bulging disc and 6 months of sciatica pain
led to back surgery scheduled for Monday…
and they had made no provision for extra help for Mother…
just planning to leave her “home alone” while he is in surgery….
Some optimists live in a state of blissful denial…
And keep going despite overwhelming odds…
Until they just can’t anymore.
I know.
I did that.
The ostrich syndrome.
Works only in the short term.
Not for the long term.
Change is always coming.
We can resist… and struggle…
Or accept… and shape the change…
Leave my 94 year old Mother “Home Alone”?
We decided to stay longer….
“What if he doesn’t get better, Jo Lyn?” she asked. “What shall we do?”
I lean toward her in compassionate strength…
“We will deal with it together, one step at a time.”
He no longer has the strength to serve Mother’s needs,
And she is too frail to manage the wheelchair…
And it’s clear to us that it’s time for her to move.
But six months ago she adamantly refused the offer of change….
A Sunday evening open discussion at my brother’s home
produced three good options from which Mother can choose.
Meditative prayer and Soultalk sessions.
Intuitive guidance received.
A list of specific actions to perform for specific family members.
So much to do, in this healing process of love…
Mother requested an outing to the bookstore on Monday.
She selected her books and went to the check stand…
Where a 60’s something customer stood by,
Who, “in-cahoots” with the clerk,
Paid for Mother’s books before she could even get out her wallet.
“Merry Christmas”, the lady said.
Surprised and startled, Mother said, “Thank you.
What just happened?” We all laughed, delighted at the exchange.
Three ladies in the store obviously recognized Mother from
her decades of Church service in the community…
But Mother no longer recognized them.
“Mother, she gave you a Christmas gift – she paid for your books.”
“Well, Thank You!” she managed again…
“And Merry Christmas to you, too!”
The ladies gather round, watching, smiling,
as mother slowly makes her way to the door.
“Merry Christmas… Merry Christmas… Merry Christmas….”
In the car, heading home, she said again,
“Why did she do that? I don’t know her from Adam or Eve!”
“Mother, she gave herself the gift of giving,
She honored you for your years of giving in the Church and community.
They knew you… perhaps you taught them as children… or led them in song…
or served at a dinner… a funeral… or helped at a wedding…
or knew them in the Daughters of Utah Pioneers….
They knew you, and honored you.
In some way, at some time, you blessed their lives,
and today, in this way, they blessed you with a simple gift.
And in blessing you, it blessed them to be able to give.
Lunchtime. A simple meal.
A request for healing for her caregiver,
who was still waiting for his surgery.
“I am concerned for him, and I am concerned for you all…”
opened a gentle discussion with Mother.
Her preferences explored…
An interim support system in activated…
She chooses my brother’s place.
It’s closer, and already designed to serve her mobility needs.
“But I will have to get rid of a bunch of stuff before I move…”
“No worries, Mom, we will help. We can work it all out.”
Traveling home before the roads ice over,
“She wants to come to you… “
I love Mother dearly, and would love for her to come to us…
To care for her for the rest of her days,
However short or long that may be.
But to be able to manage her needs with ease,
Another change is needed.
Unpacking, in a quiet moment,
I sense my departed father near.
“Hello, Dad,” I say. “Are we doing okay for Mom?”
Is it right for her to go to my brother’s place?
Do you want her to come to me?
Then here’s what I need you to help me with…
A more generous size home.
Closer to my husband’s work.
And within our stated budget.
There are Angels Among Us…
On both sides of the veil.
Aligning all for the highest and best good.
Blessing energy flows abundantly,
Bathing us all in an abundance of Affluence, Ease and Joy,
As much as we are willing and ready to receive…
I am grateful for this Gratitude Weekend…
For the spiritual gifts I am able to activate for myself and others…
for the results of my SoulTalk healing sessions…
Empathic clearing of ancestral and present emotions….
The feedback I am beginning to receive is amazing…
My sister’s disability released enough that she was able
(and courageous enough) to drive her car for the first time in 12 years.
My nephew now free of rage that trapped him for years in fear and pain and isolation.
My disabled son now working… taking on life responsibilities in a new way….
Funds sufficient for our needs…
Simple, but profound, the blessings are flowing…
A real estate transaction resolution… “Your check is ready”…
I am excited to see what shows up next.
Thank you, thank you, thank you….
by Jo Lyn Cornelsen | Aug 12, 2016 | Intuitive Downloads, Jo Lyn's Blog |
Across the Pond Where the Whippoorwills Sing
Last week at our family reunion I received a Priesthood blessing
confirming my gift of healing, and was told that it is time for me to step into using it fully
on behalf of myself, my family, my ancestors and for those who come to me for healing.
I was blessed with increased intuitive capacity to know when those around me are ready for healing, and how to best help them.
I was blessed to be healed myself in body, mind, spirit and soul, and that from this time forward my life will be pure joy.
But then…
Yesterday, while accompanying my disabled son
to a medical visit, the SS office, the bank and apartment hunting…
my body became increasingly pained,
heavy, sluggish, overwhelmed,
slow to move,
and more less-than-joyful symptoms…
I was so grateful to make it back home (2 hour drive) about 9 pm…
And before my husband came home from work,
I struggled,
Lumbering about the house…
Struggling to put my luggage away…
Full of physical pain,
Barely able to move from one room to another…
Every joint and tissue aching from the inside out…
It finally got my attention enough that
I stopped and asked.
Is this knee pain ancestral?
Yes.
Can I release it?
Yes
Do I need to know more about it?
Yes
Anger flared.
I felt intruded upon by my ancestors.
But I did the muscle testing and discovered
The pain came from 252 generations back,
from my mother’s father’s line…
Released it, but felt pressured to do more…
As if they were lining up to hit me with their pains
One at a time…
Myriads of them…
And I became discouraged,
Thinking that my physical pain and suffering would never end…
And I lost my temper.
I yelled out loud at my ancestors.
I rebuked them for burdening me physically
with the pain and agony they felt
while in their mortal lives.
I told them their lives were their own.
That while I was happy to help
Out of love,
That the responsibility for their own salvation
Is a sacred communication
between each one of them and God…
That I can facilitate their healing
but not carry their burdens…
And I said, “NO MORE!”
I told them I was promised complete healing
in body, mind, spirit and soul
and a life full of joy,
but this physical debilitation is not joy.
Still suffering with the resonance of pain,
I retired for the night.
Grateful to be able to sleep safely
In my comfortable, just right, bed.
Early this morning…
A song came into my mind.
Tune and words complete,
A lilting melody…
“Across the pond
Where the whippoorwills sing,
I lost my heart
And gained a ring.
I lost my heart
And gained a ring,
Across the pond
Where the whippoorwills sing”.
I felt the lightness and joy of the song.
Moving carefully,
I arose.
Still woozy from yesterday’s pain,
But a little better, as always, after a night’s rest.
Showering,
The song came again…
And I sang it…
Feeling the tune until I got it right…
My voice stronger and clearer than it has been in years.
Intuitively, I asked…
Is this my song?
No
Is it a song of an ancestor?
Yes.
Will I find it online?
No
Am I to know this ancestor?
Yes
Muscle testing found her…
32 generations of mothers back…
She lived in England long ago…
And she serves me now,
As one of my guardian angels,
Giving me whatever I ask for in this life.
Did I ask for pain?
Yes.
And you gave it to me?
Yes.
And now I ask for joy?
Yes.
And the joy is in the song?
Yes
Does it bring you joy to hear me sing it?
Yes
Then I shall sing,
And share the joy.
Yours… and mine…
in the singing…
“Across the pond,
Where the wind blows free
I met my love
And he met me.
I met my love
And he met me
Across the pond,
Where the wind blows free.”
This ancestor,
For whom I have released
Many a pain…
I am now blessed
To be able to receive and share her joy.
Dear Ancestors…
I love you.
I thank you.
You have lived your mortal life
And I am living mine.
I choose to be whole,
I choose for my body to be more
Strong, slender, sound, and full of light.
No more pain.
I have had enough pain.
I am blessed now with complete healing
in body, mind, spirit and soul.
If you lived in this world under a soul contract
Of struggle and pain,
Know that all you need to do
To release that is to
Turn
And Accept the Divine Light and Love
Of the Great Creator of All Things….
There is no need for you to give me
Your physical, mental, or emotional pains…
You need but Turn, and Look to the infinite
Love and Light above
Wherein your own salvation lies.
And should you wish to commune with me
I am open to receiving your joy…
Intuitively…
Through the veil of consciousness…
I am so excited
To feel and acknowledge
And share
Your joy…
“Across the pond,
Where the waters flow
I found my love
And joy I know…
I found my love
And joy I know…
Across the pond,
Where the waters flow.”
And so it is.
– Jo Lyn Cornelsen
by Jo Lyn Cornelsen | Jan 2, 2016 | Happiness, Mindfulness |
Count Your Blessings
Count Your Blessings – the inspiration and the structure for my 28 Day Gratitude Practice comes from “The Magic” by Rhonda Byrne. This first exercise, to be repeated for 28 days, is called the “Count Your Blessings Practice”.
Count Your Blessings Practice
“First thing in the morning, make a list of ten blessings in your life you are grateful for. Write why you are grateful for each blessing. Go back and read your list, either in your mind or out loud. When you get to the end of each one, say the magic words, Thank You, Thank You, Thank You, and feel the gratitude for that blessing as much as you possibly can. Repeat the Count Your Blessings Practice for the next 27 days.”
This reminds me of the Christian Hymn, Count Your Many Blessings
“Count your many blessings, name them one by one.
Count your many blessings, see what God has done.”
Whether we look at the conditions of our lives as trials or blessings is simply a matter of perspective.
And perspective is a choice.
Maybe that’s where the magic comes from …
Our own choice of perspective…
I choose joy.
Counting My Blessings…
Jo Lyn Cornelsen
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