Lifting Our Vibrational Energy and Attracting All that We Desire – Part 2 of Top 5 Expert Series

I am exploring the Top 5 Experts on how to lift our Vibrational Energy and thereby attract Love, Success and Prosperity to our lives.   I also go into much more detail about this phenomenon in Blog # 14: Lifting Our Vibrational Levels if you would like to read more on this fascinating subject.

Top 5 Experts on Lifting Our Vibrational Energy:

1.  What does Jan-Engles Smith (founder of the LightSong School of Shamanic Studies offering three accredited degrees in Shamanism –  http://www.janengelssmith.com/) say about raising our vibrational energy and attracting more love and success to our lives: “It is in higher states of vibration that our divine essence thrives. The spirits have continually said that you must raise your vibration to be healthy, conscious, and aware. The higher vibrations are above the densities of much of human experience — the densities of doubt, fear, jealousy, revenge, sorrow, powerlessness, fear, disappointment, and judgment…Dream your new dream of reality and then be a match for it vibrationally by being enthused, motivated, excited, appreciative, passionate, and happy. Spend time envisioning your dream by engaging all of your senses. Create it (in your mind) and then FEEL so excited about this creation that it easily is drawn to you through the power of the law. If you do your part, this will happen. However, losing focus to this process commonly takes three forms. 1) A person feels too inadequate to make a difference. 2) A person focuses on what others are doing or not doing to help. The comparing is the problem, not what people are doing. 3) A person feels despair with this information, reviewing past behaviors, feeling guilty, unworthy, or depressed. These are low frequency broadcasts that just add to the problem. The moment is NOW. Make decisions for you to heal, to feel better, and to create a new reality.” 2.  What does (did) Albert Einstein say about our Vibrational Energy: “Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed from one form to another.” Which essentially means that if you wake in the morning thinking and feeling negatively, this is only energy with a dark cloud around it…it can be changed by lifting that dark cloud by first stopping your negative thoughts – you can thank them for reminding you or telling you of something that you still need to address – and then tell them to go away.  Then, begin actually thinking about things, people, events or even a happy memory that makes you feel better.  This is changing your negative energy for positive energy which will automatically lift your vibrational level. “Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving” (Einstein) Which brings me to my next point.  Many people will tell you that meditation and sitting alone, quietly, breathing will bring you to a higher vibrational level.  This is absolutely true.  However, being a person who is in perpetual motion (and yes I do meditate but mostly in the bathtub as I seem to be able sit there alone, longer than anywhere else – and being in water actually cleanses  your chakras and negative energy). I have found (and given myself permission) that moving is actually just as a useful and effective way for me to lift my vibrational energy, whether that be through exercise such as walking or a full-on work out or dancing. When I dance, I feel alive.  I have made a point of dancing more in my home to high vibrational music, even while I sweep or vacuum (okay, what person hasn’t done this at one time or another) and making plans to go out with friends to dance.  Dancing makes me feel more connected to my essential self than any other form of movement.  I don’t know why – I just trust it.  Since I was a kid who grew up on two acres of waterfront, I have run and jumped and skipped and that was always when I was happiest.  If you are a mover and a shaker and would sometimes rather move than sit, dance than meditate, ride a bike than breathe deeply, then go for it!  Einstein understood energy probably better than most and if he says to “keep moving” then I am willing to listen to his advice!  Dance on people! 3.  What does Oprah Winfrey say about Raising Our Vibrational Energy:  Oprah has many wise quotations, but I am focusing on the following: “Surround yourself only with people who are going to take you higher.”  (Oprah Winfrey) Oprah is not referring to people who have monetary success or prosperity that will take you higher in this manner – although she certainly might include these people – she means people who maintain a high level of vibrational energy and when you are around them, you feel the same way.  I am focusing on this particular quotation because it is absolutely necessary that we do this.  Often, we feel that in order to be kind or “a good person” and to keep our high vibrational level we must endure hanging out with people who are not so positive.  I am here to give you permission to let go of these types of relationships and this type of thinking. There are two kinds of people who one needs in this world – they are the people we keep in our closest circle and the people who we keep in our outer circles.  As I mentioned before in a previous blog, we cannot feed anyone if we do not make sure we are fed first or like the airline stewardess says before we begin our journey, “Make sure to put on your own oxygen mask before putting on that of the person/child next to you”.  This wisdom is based on the premise that if we are not fed or have no oxygen for ourselves what possible good can we be to others? 4.  What does Tanya M. Cooper (author of The Matriarch of La Bonita, The Wayward Daughters and the Radio Program, On Second Thought)  have to say about raising our vibrational energy: It is absolutely okay and imperative that we keep in our closest circle only those that feed us, nourish us and provide us oxygen and space to breathe.  You already know who these people are (and who they aren’t!)  Our closest circle, (most likely the people who Oprah allows herself to be inspired by) feed us so that we can go out into the world (to our outer circles – and to her audience) and have the energy, patience and love to feed others. I have made it a habit to spend time with my closest, most positive friends over my weekends so that I am  able to go into my classroom of adolescents on Monday and have more positive, constructive energy to pass on to them.  What good would I be as a teacher if I spent time with people all weekend that drain my energy and then go depleted to my outer circles? I suspect this is what happens to a lot to people who dislike their jobs.  It isn’t so much that they dislike their work, but that they already feel depleted of their energy and have nothing or very little to give and therefore get very little back out of it. If you want to raise your vibrational energy and feel good about your life and even those outer circle of friends and acquaintances that tend (most times it is not on purpose) to drain you of your energy, then be sure to fill up your tank with people who add to it first!  Make a list today of the people who you feel feed you and your life and those who don’t.  Then, I encourage you to make some decisions about who you are going to keep in your inner circle and those you will either put out into your outer circles (essentially spending less time with them or looking at them as people you can help after you are fed) and some you may have to say goodbye to permanently.  That is your right as a human being – to be fed and have your oxygen first!  You are not doing anyone any good if you are feeling drained or resentful about the time you are spending with them.  They too can feel this lower vibrational energy from you – even though they will probably keep trying to take what little energy you have! 5.  What does Brian Wilson (Good Vibrations – Beach Boys) have to say about vibrational energy: In the video below Brian actually talks about how when he was ten years old, his mother gave him a little advice about “picking up vibrations” and how later it became one of his band’s greatest hits.  His intro in this video is well worth listening to about his reflection on this topic…or you can simply listen to the song or the lyrics because it in itself has a wonderful vibrational frequency and that my friends, is the key to attracting love or anything else you desire.  Love really is the answer.  Did you know that love is one of the words in our vocabulary with the highest recorded vibrational level?  So go focus on the goals, activities, people and music that you love – it will surely attract more of it to you! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cEFEG3oVG10 (Brian Wilson of The Beach Boys) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pf6vVt0cLnM   (LiveAid – using their song to help others!) And when all else fails, read your horoscope!  : )  http://www.astrocenter.com/us/ Next Blog:  The Top 5 Videos that can help to raise our Vibrational Levels when we just aren’t ‘feelin’ it! 

LOVE Surpasses Death – A Tribute to Captain Vernon Fine

Captain Vernon Fine

I want to dedicate this post to a wonderful human being that crossed my path (or perhaps I crossed his) a year ago today (January 4).  He was brutally stabbed to death on November 16th, 2012 in a very tragic, and unnecessary event.

http://www.hondurasnews.com/captain-vern-the-skipper-of-the-daily-utila-to-roatan-honduras-ferry-service/

His name was Vernon Fine and I don’t think his last name could be more appropriate as, even though I only knew him for a short while, he was a very fine human being.  Vernon was from the United States and had come to Honduras – actually the Bay Islands (Roatan and Utila) off the coast of Honduras twelve years earlier to live his dream and escape the consumerism and capitalistic world of North America.

I have friends who live and own a restaurant on the island of Utila who also had gone to Honduras to live their dream.  I was invited down over a year ago to visit the island and to see the life that they had made for themselves.  There are only two ways to get to the small island of Utila from Honduras – one must either take the ferry from the mainland or fly into the larger island, Roatan and cross the 22 kilometre trek across the open Pacific Ocean.  Either way, I was not looking forward to being on any boat on the ocean for four hours!

Despite my hesitation, I knew that I had no choice if I wanted to visit Utila.  Hence, another mutual friend suggested that I get a hold of Vernon Fine – Captain Vern as everyone knew him – to see if I could make it in time to catch his Catamaran the day I arrived.  As it turned out, my flight was going to make me an hour late arriving for the scheduled return of Vern and his Catamaran from Roatan to Ulita that day.  Each day Captain Vern would leave his dock at 6am from Utila and float about picking up touring passengers that were ready to leave Utila and then he safely navigated the ocean waters seeing them to safety on Roatan.  The particular day that I first met him,  as always he was scheduled to leave the dock from Roatan at 1pm.  I happened to have his cell number and the young taxi driver (who also knew Vern) was good enough to call him and let him know I was en route from the airport to the loading dock but would be almost an hour late.

What was Vern’s response?  He would wait and so too, would his other passengers.  Vern was not going to leave stranded a young woman from Canada on the island of Roatan to fend for herself.  He did wait.  I apologized profusely to him and his other passengers, but as per usual when you hit the southern islands, no one seems to really mind waiting.  I mean, how bad could it be sitting on a catamaran in the ocean drinking some well-deserved cervezas after a long flight or bus ride?

My first glimpse of Vern was that of a very slender, yet sinewy man with a scruffy face and sun-bleached hair, no shirt, no shoes – just a pair of knee-length shorts – who glided out of his cabin,  landed on the dock and grabbed my over-sized, over-stuffed suitcase from my hand.  “Jump aboard!” He said with a grand smile.  He looked like I had imagined him in our email conversations – a little gruffy,  yet friendly.

Though Captain Vern was laid back and friendly, he took his sailing and his business very seriously – and most importantly the safety of his passengers.  He got us all positioned and balanced at the bow, but told us to feel free to plop ourselves down on the netting that was strung from one hull to the other and to enjoy the ride and the spray from the ocean.  He told us if anyone felt seasick to let him know.  Four hours on the ocean swells can be enough to make even a fisherman’s daughter (that’s me) a little green under the gills!

I sat at the stern and enjoyed watching the island of Roatan become a distant speck on the horizon.  As I turned to see what was in front of us, there was nothing but open water and a clear blue sky.  Thankfully, we had a good day to travel.  Along with Captain Vern was a young man – maybe about seventeen – who was from Honduras – he was Vern’s right hand man – his first mate for most of the trip which afforded Vern time to go down below in to the cabin to balance accounts of the day and write everyone’s name in the Captain’s log.

Soon enough, however, he emerged from the cabin, all brown and sinewy and stood just behind his young skipper.  He flipped on the music – I believe it was a cd of Jimmy Buffet and he stood with his arms raised, his hands resting on the bar above, looking out over the ocean proudly.  He reminded me of  my father when he would stand back from his helm and watch proudly as his fishing boat would leave the harbour.  Perhaps that is why I felt such an affinity with Vern from the beginning – because I had a soft spot for any man who had the courage to brave the seas and to live his dreams.

Our first conversation began casually enough as I asked him how he had ended up on a catamaran in the ocean between Honduras and the Bay Islands.  We shared a lovely afternoon sharing our stories of travel and while I was hoping to live my dreams, Vern was already living his – out on the open water every day at 6am, travelling back again in the late afternoon – all the while enjoying getting to know his passengers and ensuring their safety and comfort.  Vern was friendly and funny, intelligent and disarming.  There wasn’t anything superfluous about him.  He was a man with whom you felt comfortable and safe.

Soon enough, as the shores of Utila began to expand on the horizon, Vern was busily packing away things of the day,  making sure his boat would be secured and safe for the travellers the next morning, all the while singing along with Jimmy Buffet and answering any questions his passengers had.  He went so far as to call the diving dock where my friends would be waiting to make sure they would be there to greet me when we landed.  From the moment I met Vern, he seemed to me to be a very caring person, not only ensuring his passengers were safe on his vessel but even after they left it.  Sure enough, as Vern handed me my gigantic suitcase and wished me well, my friends came to greet me and Vern seemed happy that he was handing me off in safety.  I waved to him and said, “See you in a month!” He waved back and carried on with his other passengers to their destinations.

I didn’t know it at the time but I would be seeing a lot more of Vern and his lovely wife over the next month of my visit.  On many occasions, when a group of us would visit the restaurants and bars, there he would be, having a few drinks, laughing with friends and proudly introducing his wife from Honduras – who was a teacher on the island of Roatan – to any of his passengers.  He bought me a drink on one occasion and we all had an interesting conversation about teaching and travel.

A month later as I was ready to embark on the end of my journey I again tracked Vern down and let him know I needed a ride back over to Roatan in the next couple of days.  He smiled and said, “Well, be on the dock ready to leave at 6am!  I’ll be there to pick you up!”  And sure enough on the morning of January 26, in the early dawn hours as the sun was ascending over the island’s horizon, there too was the faint shape of Vern’s Catamaran.  It had become an iconic image between the islands, travelling reliably and steadfastly every morning at six and returning every afternoon.  Almost everyone knew the sight of the catamaran – for some reason it was missing its mast which Vern had never replaced –  and everyone knew Vern or knew of him.  In all essence, he had become iconic over the twelve years that he transported many people between the islands.  He had proved himself to be a reliable and safe alternative to taking the ferry from the mainland.  He had also proved himself to be a good friend to many.

On the morning of my return to Roatan it was not the calm seas I had been lucky enough to have the day I had arrived.  While the sky was still clear, the swells were bigger and rougher than I was expecting.  I sat at the bow this time because my father the fisherman, always told me, “honey, if you feel like you might get seasick, sit at the bow and keep your eyes on the horizon and you’ll be alright.”  This advice worked for the first two hours, but slowly as I took my eyes off of the horizon and gazed upon the large swells, my stomach began to churn in time with them.

It wasn’t long before I realized that I was either going to have to lie down on the netting and throw my breakfast into the ocean as one young man had done minutes before (seeing that, I’m sure didn’t help me!) or I was going to have to go back to the stern, face the crowd of passengers and Vern and admit, even this fisherman’s daughter was feeling – and probably looking – a little green.  I walked back very methodically holding the ropes, I stepped down, took one look at Vern and he said, “Not feeling so well, eh girl?”  I believe I responded, “I feel sick!”  before I hurried my way down the steps into the safety of the cabin and to the head (the formal title for the bathroom on board a ship).

What surprised me the most was that following me was Captain Vern, who held back my hair and rubbed my back as I gave up my breakfast.  He assured me I was going to be alright.  After I finished and had no more breakfast to give up, he walked me back to the little bunk and told me to lie down and go to sleep.  “Sleep’s the best thing.  I’ll wake you when we get to Roatan.  Here’s some water for you.”  And he was gone back up to navigate his vessel.  I did sleep for the rest of the journey and smiled to myself as I lay there feeling sicker than I ever remember thinking about the man they call Captain Vern – he wasn’t just a Captain of a boat – he was a caring, considerate, kind man – a very, very fine man indeed.

I said goodbye to Vern on the dock that morning as he graciously swung my huge suitcase once again onto the dock.  “Now, you’re sure you’ve got friends meeting you, right?”  he asked concerned.  I reassured him that I had friends meeting me in Roatan.  I thanked him for everything and told him the next time I visited Utila that I would definitely look him up and cross again – despite my seasickness – on board his lovely boat.  He said, “looking forward to it!” and gave me the Captain’s wave and then he was back on board his boat, disappearing quickly into the cabin.  That’s the last time I ever saw Vernon Fine.  Little did I know that it would be the very last time I would ever share in a conversation or a laugh or a story with him.

In December of this year, after I had suggested to one of my girlfriends to contact Vern for her trip over to Utila next spring, she contacted me via email with the link above regarding Vern’s murder.  I could hardly believe it.  Not simply because it was someone I had known but because of all the people I knew who extended so much kindness to a multitude of strangers travelling on their way, Vernon Fine did not deserve to leave this world so early and in such a tragic manner.

I will never understand – despite my comprehension of poverty and cultural reasons as to why violence happens – why anyone would feel they had to kill Vern.  I believe Vern, had he been asked, would have gladly given the two men who took his life that day of November 16th, all the money he had.  They stabbed him to death – his young first mate only escaped because he had the courage to jump into the ocean.  And for what?  Some money, his computer and his cell phone.  A man’s life for things that he would have gladly gave to them had they just asked.

It brings me great sadness to know that Vern was left to die, bleeding to death within a cabin in which he himself had helped so many people – in a cabin that he had bothered to follow a traveller down the steps to the head, hold back her hair and rub her back while she threw up.  In a cabin, where he had laughed, shared time with his friends and his wife – who thankfully, despite usually travelling with him every day to Roatan to teach was not on board that day – and shared stories and advice to so many people he didn’t even know.  The funny thing about Vern is that even though many people only crossed his path for a few hours or a few weeks – including myself – he felt like one of those people that you had always known and would always know.  I am sure today if I could email Vern and tell him I needed a lift from Roatan to Utila tomorrow, he would remember who I was and he would say in his friendly, gruff voice, “Well come on, jump aboard!”

He lived his life like his catamaran with its broken mast – maybe not the most beautiful on the outside – but brave and courageous enough to face the open ocean every day, compassionate and loving enough to open himself to carrying passengers – strangers – every day to safety.  He was a conduit that helped people along their journey and just like his catamaran, one never knew what to expect on the journey but you always knew that everything would be okay.

And although, some would say that everything didn’t turn out okay for Vern – I think a man who braves the ocean and lives his dream for twelve years is somehow luckier than most men who stay in the comfort of their homes, never facing their fear and never seeing the manifestation of their dreams their entire lives.  As Jimmy Buffet sings:

Where it all ends I can’t fathom my friends;
If I knew, I might toss out my anchor;
So I cruise along always searchin for songs
(Son of a Son of a Sailor)

To you my friend; may you be looking down on all of us who would be proud to call you a friend and keeping us safe from wherever you are! Here’s a song for you! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Av8ENOhjoLs

Love always,

Your friend,

Tanya

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