EAGLES AND CHICKENS

One day a man was walking down the road and saw an eagle’s egg lying on the ground. He took the egg to a nearby farm. Several months later he went back to the farm and saw the eagle on the ground squawking and pecking with the other chickens.

“Why is the eagle pecking on the ground,” he asked the farmer.

“He thinks he’s a chicken,” the farmer said.

The man took the eagle to the fence post and said, “Fly with the wind beneath your wings. You are an eagle!”

The eagle looked around, spread his wings and hopped down and began scratching the ground again with the other chickens. Then the man took the eagle to the top of the barn. “Fly with the wind beneath your wings. You are an eagle, the king of all birds!”

The eagle stood tall, looked around, spread his wings then slid down the roof and resumed pecking with the chickens. Then the man put the eagle on his arm and walked high up into the canyon. When they reached the top the view was breath taking. All that could be heard was the wind gently singing through the crisp cool air.

“Fly with the wind beneath your wings. You are an eagle! You are king of the sky!”

The eagle looked at the beautiful valley below and then looked into the sky. The man lifted his arm and with that, the eagle spread his wings and flew over the vast canyon with grace and majesty!

My friend called me the other day and told me she was kicked out of a girl club. She was broken hearted. One girl had positioned my friend as a common enemy and the group turned against her. My friend had been mean-girled out of the club.

I told her, “You don’t belong with them. You are an eagle! You make a real lousy chicken!” 

WE ARE ALL EAGLES. God knows your greatness. Do you?

JUST SAY THANK YOU

Appreciation and gratitude are the highest vibration in the universe. When we feel appreciated we want to give more. At least I do. Appreciation gives us a sense of value which makes for healthy self-esteem. When someone compliments you it is a gift. Saying "thank you" is a gift of appreciation. It is the perfect exchange. Some people know this and accept compliments graciously. Some devalue the gift and then wonder why good things don't happen for them.

Yesterday at lunch my girlfriend gave me the idea for this blog. While making Thanksgiving dinner, she had only bought turkey breast and realized that there might not be enough meat for everyone so she added several chicken thighs to the pan the turkey was sitting in. She separated the white and dark meat before her company arrived. Her son, who is an excellent cook, said several times, "This is the best turkey I have ever had." Each time he did, Ann just said, "thank you." She didn't want him to know he was eating chicken for Thanksgiving! 

In an attempt to ease her mind I asked her, "Have you ever told someone you liked their outfit and then they told you they paid two bucks for it at a garage sale or bought it at Walmart? All of a sudden they go from classy to cheap. If they had just said thank you..."

Ann had another story. "I gave my niece a blanket that I bought at a church fair. She sent me a beautiful long letter of how she appreciated the work and the love that went into the blanket. It was so thoughtful and nice I just let her think I made it." 

Sometimes silence is golden.

I told her about complimenting a friend's hairstyle. "You look so elegant with your hair pulled up that way." She told me her hair was filthy and it was all she could really do with it. The rest of the day, every time I saw her I just thought stinky hair.

When someone compliments you, just say "thank you." You don't have to tell them your secrets. Of course there are exceptions, but revealing the truth isn't always the best option. Ann's son is happier thinking he ate turkey at Thanksgiving and her niece feels warm and fuzzy thinking the blanket was made by her.

If you buy something nice at a garage sale for $2 wear it as if you bought it at Nieman Marcus. "Thank you," isn't lying. In Hollywood they call it "smoke and mirrors." The movie It's a Beautiful Life was all about a father creating illusions for his son in a concentration camp by making him believe it was all a game. What's wrong with that?

As for me...I still believe in Santa Claus. 

 

WHAT HAPPENS TO THE UNBORN

I have an amazing friend who has the intuitive gift of insight. Janine is also an excellent medium. Not too long ago my friend lost twin girls at their 22 week term. We had a funeral for little Marit and Maryn who were laid together in a small, white casket honoring the fact that they were indeed little girls with a soul. It was very sad but there was also contentment knowing they are together in heaven singing with the angels and we celebrated their transition with pink balloons being released to the bright blue sky above. 

I asked Janine, "My friend just lost twins at 22 weeks. What happens to the unborn?" This is the answer she gave.

I have been doing readings for over 10 years and miscarriages, abortions and stillborns come through all the time and are connected to the family in which they were to be born into.  The interesting part of the messages that I get from the unborn are always of Thank you's. They are always thanking the parents and especially the mother for being strong and for giving them a place to be to evolve. 

I always see them as being connected and surrounding the ones here on earth with love.  I often see miscarriages around siblings who are here on earth as well.  

Like I said there is always this big gratitude, and sense of belonging to that family.  I think that many woman suffer in silence when they miscarry because in our society it is debated on whether a baby in utero is really a child.  Often miscarriages are over looked in an emotional sense and many feel as if it is not proper to mourn them the same that one would if they had been born.  But I think that is a HUGE misunderstanding of the soul, our connections and how very real those children are.  

I also believe that because of an old world understanding of religion, that many have believed that if a Baby isn't baptized that they don't get into heaven.  Which couldn't be further from the Truth.  I always see them in heaven, and often times feel their personalities and for some reason many of them seem to be very old souls.  But this concept that there is a particular way to get into heaven, actually contradicts The Ever Loving Creator that forgives and Understands us. These are souls individual souls, with a personality, and connection and an abundance of love for their family.  I feel as if they know who would be strong enough to handle the relationship in which they are going to have with those in their family.  I even see this when it was an abortion, there seems to be an understanding of love beyond our world.

I have a theory, it's just a theory, because I never claim to know God's plan.  But part of me feels that our souls have the opportunity to experience every single moment to it's complete fullest, so that we die at different times for this amazing experience of fully being present at that moment.  

I don't really like the term death, but one of transition, or of awakening.  So my theory is, maybe those souls just needed 22 weeks of Love to be complete in order to transition and awaken back into being with God. 

What I do know is that they are around your friends, that they are their children and that they are in heaven.  It is OK to name them, even if you didn't know boy or girl, it is OK to mourn them, as long as you know that you are and always will be connected to them and to the One that has Created us all!

Then Janine offered this insight directed to my friend. I did not tell her that the twins were girls or that their condition was twin to twin syndrome. One baby was getting most of the nutrition and the other was becoming weak. In many cases the smaller baby doesn't make it with this type of condition. I am a believer in mediums and have had many wonderful experiences with Janine. This is what she said about Marit and Maryn.

For me when I think of your friends, I get this big smile as I hear, "Isn't that cool mom, we had each other when we came in and when we came out, we are sooooo close"  I feel as if the one talking is a girl.  They seem to be with their grandmothers.  I feel a bit more of a pull from Dad's side.  In their particular case, I get these two souls that are so close, they are almost one.  However one seems to have been much bigger than the other one. Like physically one was bigger or stronger, but their souls are so close they need to be together no matter where they are.   Not sure if I am making any sense. 

They also say that Dad, has a soft heart, they needed to say that. Not sure why this is coming through, but I give it like I get it, but they mention Dad's hair or seeing dad's hair?? That doesn't make much sense to me, but like I said I am just giving it like I get it. 

Let your friends know that they hear their prayers and they are good and safe!! As if mom has prayed so hard that they go to heaven.  I have this image of these two little souls sitting on her lap when she was praying.  I am not sure if they have another child, but these two are talking about having another sister???

May they know how much they are loved and how strong they are.  God really is amazing Cynthia, if we only knew how much we are loved, we would never worry a day in our lives.  

I hope this helps and tell them I am sorry for their loss and thankful I got to meet their little ones for a moment.  They come from a great family.

Much Love and many Blessings

Janine

Janine's reading was extremely comforting. My friend, Susan is the grandmother and her son Randy (the dad) had a beard at the time of the twin's transition to heaven. The girls are identical twins which might be why she saw them as one. Since then the couple has been blessed with little Sawyer. Maybe there is still a little girl waiting to be born to this very loving family.

I posted this blog because I have found that when we experience life through our spiritual eyes we have a much more exciting and fulfilled experience as human beings. I'm a believer! Thank you Janine. Well done, my friend.

EXPECT A MIRACLE!

Mary has been my friend since High School. Every time I got to my hometown, Redondo Beach, California, I make a point to connect with her and we walk on the beach. Mary has an awesome son named, Tyler. Although he is a 22 year old man, Tyler’s mind functions like that of a young child. Tyler is Mary’s world and because she wants to have a handle on Tyler’s future she is part of a wonderful 501c3 called the Golden Heart Ranch. The organization takes care of young adults with special needs.

For a few years Mary kept talking about this land the Golden Heart wanted to buy in Agoura Canyon to build a productive community for the kids. One day, while on our walk, we went to the shoreline and then looking towards the horizon, we told God that we wanted the land. We know God can do anything so we gave thanks in advance. 

"Why are we thanking God now?" Mary asked.

“What is it God cannot do?” I asked her. "God loves you like you love Tyler. Expect the land or something better.” 

It was a struggle. Months and months went by and then about a year and a half ago Golden Heart had their ranch in Agoura Canyon. THANK YOU GOD!!

A few weeks ago I was in Redondo and like always, Mary picked me up for a walk on the beach. This day I could tell Mary was a woman on a mission.

“C’mon we’ve got to go to the beach and do that thing.”

“You mean talk to God?”

“Yes! We are up for a $100,000 grant for the ranch! Let’s go do that thing you do!”

We stood on the shoreline and looked out into the horizon. It was a gorgeous day. The ocean and the sky were both bright blue. “Hey God, it’s Mary and I again. The Golden Heart is asking for that $100,000 grant. We know you will give the Golden HeartRanch the grant or something better. Thank you in advance.”

Then I jumped into a childlike game of pretend. “Look Mary!! The answer is YES! Can you see it? Look at the big giant letters in the sky! They spell YES. Can you see it?”

Mary smiled. “Yes!”

As soon as she said "yes" I absolutely knew it was real. We both could feel it. The ranch was getting the money or something better. The rest of the walk we were like little kids. We kept saying, “The answer is YES! It really is” The words rang true like a giant bell ringing a universal song of victory, joy and abundance. 

A jet had made a huge curvy line in the sky. Mary pointed and exclaimed, "Look Cindy, God is smiling!"

A few days ago I got a text from Mary. It read: Not sure we will be getting that $100,000 but we just got a gift of $250,000. God is good.

God is always listening. Seek and ye shall find, knock and the door will open, ask and it will be given. Trust God and look for the blessings. Then get out of the way and expect a miracle.

Learn what they are doing at the Golden Heart Ranch. It is awesome!!

AVE MARIA

A lovely combination of piano, flute, violin and cello produce a serene ambiance of traditional Christmas music to enjoy over the next few weeks. Magic happened in the studio in Nashville, Tennessee when this fine group of musicians came together to produce a sound like none I have ever heard before.

The first song is AVE MARIA Bach/Genoud. It remained #1 on mp3.com for several weeks resulting in over 4 million downloads of Cynthia Jordan music. This is my gift to you. Just go HERE and press play on the music player. 

JOE AND LITTLE JOE

“There is an endless net of threads throughout the universe... At every crossing of the threads there is an individual. And every individual is a crystal bead. And every crystal bead reflects not only the light from every other crystal in the net but also every other reflection throughout the entire universe.” ~ Indra’s net

I have always said, “Real success is how you make a difference in people’s lives.” When you hear about something good happening to someone you never met because of something you did, it’s really awesome!

I was having coffee with a DJ I had met in Nashville, Tennessee. Her name was Andie, and she had worked at WWWW Radio in Ann Arbor, Michigan. She was excited to learn I wrote the song, Jose Cuervo.

“I have a great story about Jose Cuervo I want to tell you,” she said with enthusiasm.

“It’s really cool.”

“I love Jose Cuervo stories!” I told her.

The phone rang at the station one morning and this guy says, “Hi! This is Joe. Can you play Jose Cuervo for my son Little Joe so he can sing and dance?”

He was live on the air. “Sure I can! How old is your son??” Andie asked.

“He’s seven.” Joe answered.

“Hmmm…” Andie said. “That’s interesting. You’re sure Jose Cuervo is one of his favorite songs??”

Joe continued, “Little Joe knows all the words to Jose Cuervo and he just loves to sing the song. He even made up a little dance routine.”

“Well Ok then,” said Andie. “And now we have Jose Cuervo, by Shelly West for Little

Joe so he can sing and dance!”

This went on for weeks. Every few days Joe would call and request Jose Cuervo for Little Joe so he could sing and dance. Andie and Joe would have brief conversations. At one point Joe shared the fact that Little Joe’s Mama had died a few months before. He would always say, “The song just makes him happy.”

Andie had been receiving his regular calls from Joe requesting Jose Cuervo so he and his son could sing and dance. Then all of a sudden several weeks went by where Andie hadn’t heard anything from Joe.

Finally one day the phone rang and it was Joe!

“Joe!! Where’ve you been??” Andie exclaimed. “We’ve missed you!”

“Things haven’t been too good lately,” Joe said. “Our house burned down. Can you play Jose Cuervo for my son, Little Joe so he can sing and dance! It sure would make him happy.”

The listening audience had heard about a man who had lost his wife, and his house had burned down. It was Joe!

Furniture, clothes, money and household necessities showed up for Joe and his son through the radio station. Friends he had never met were there to help. All because Little Joe loved to sing and dance to Jose Cuervo.

Every day we all have the opportunity to touch someone’s life in a positive way. When we perform an act of kindness, it acts like a pebble that has been cast into crystal blue, still water. The rippling effect goes on forever and touches people you will never know. This is because we are all connected with the golden thread of God’s great love.

The story deeply touched my heart. Just think if everyone in the world was only kind and shared their blessings with others we would have a perfect world.

SHE SIZZLES!

I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS WOMAN! An amazing singer/songwriter, Tamara Rosini Laney sizzles on stage. It is appropriate that I post this blog today because we met and became friends the day after Thanksgiving of 2005. Since then we have laughed, cried and played music together. She met her husband Gary in Nashville, Tennessee where he engineered for country artists including, Garth Brooks, Keith Whitley, Trisha Yearwood and the Texas Tornadoes. His golden ears earned him the title of engineer of the year in Nashville and currently records music in San Angelo, Texas.

Tammy has a unique, positive energy that makes my heart smile every time I see her or hear her voice on the phone.  In my book Pearl, the part of Aunt Rosey was written with Tammy in mind. As I wrote it I could hear her voice in my head and feel the essence of her character in my heart. In fact the part of Aunt Rosey was fashioned from stories Tammy tells about her grandmother who used to empty her husband's pockets when he'd come home late carousing around town after having too much to drink.

I cannot say enough about my good friend Tammy. We get each other, and that is not an easy thing to do. Here is my good friend Tamara Laney reading the part of Aunt Rosey from Joysey in the Audio Book Pearl.