Alexandra Brooks – Friday's Child

Flagrant Expectation

June 14th, 2013

… We expect others to be perfect – in all their relations with us. This flagrant expectation is highly delusional and unrealistic to say the least. – Eugene Pascal

If something feels well and correct and you hold that it is what you really, really, really want? Go for it! You are the only one who can make that call. Friends, family, professional confidants and counselors such as myself can help you but ultimately it is you - in cahoots with the Divine – that will decide what is for you.

If you feel unworthy or undeserving of your desires? Well, even the Divine can’t help you there.

This is solo work my friend.

It is challenging enough just to define what we want. Digging deep isn’t always enough. Especially when you have “feelings” about who you are and what you deserve. Subtle energetic blocking may occur and stuck you shall be until you feel you have earned the right to ask.

Now it really complicates matters when what we decide we want must actually come from another human being. A human you may have some tired and layered history with. It can prove daunting. In my experience getting all worked up over a possible “no” is more painful than the “no” itself.

So… here’s the thing.

When trying to fulfill your desires while someone else is holding the power card? Be it your boss or The Boss… state your case simply. If an argument ensues (in your head or otherwise) take responsibility for your half of the heat. Chances are you have been obsessing about this subject for awhile and have brought some anger and confusion to the table before you ever asked. Own it and let it go.

A human will usually give you a yes, no, or maybe.

If the Divine is the Sugar Mama holding the blessing? Patience is required Dear One.

Miracles happen in a moment but the Divine will generally move like She is driving in a school zone. On the bright side at least with the Divine the answer will always be standard issue. If it is not in the Highest Good? No matter how brilliantly you have stated your case your request will not be fulfilled.

Another human may say yes, give you exactly what you ask for, and your answered prayer is now your nightmare.

We are not now nor will we ever be perfect. And have you noticed how other people are really imperfect?! HAhahaha!

If you don’t believe you are deserving or worthy of something ask anyway. It can’t hurt. You will never keep what is not yours. If you are strong enough to carry the weight your desire it will realize.

*For all those in The Friday’s Child Circle of Prayers and for all those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is.

Have a sweet one!

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Renew & Recover

by alexandrabrooks

June 7th, 2013

Recovery is a process. It is a gradual process, a healing process, and a spiritual process. A journey rather than a destination. – Melody Beattie

You don’t have to be a 12 Stepper or aching from your last round of chemo to be in a state of recovery. I believe we are all in a constant state of recovery from one thing or another.

Why?

Because this is LIFE baby and it is all always one thing or another. Always.

If you feel life and are an active participant in Life’s joy and sorrow? You most likely will be recovering from one or more of its “gifts” at any given time. It isn’t all hard work either. Yes, it is not easy to be in a process of healing and re-programming. Especially since much of the stuff we are trying to elevate within ourselves is so deeply ingrained in our psyche. The old way of being didn’t work.

But the new way is just so… new.

Still, there is some heart stopping beauty in this life. All the effort it takes to be the person you were truly meant to be – at the end of the day will only be a labor of love no matter the strife and sorrow.

It is the rare person that enjoys traveling into a moonless night without a map or a headlight. But never forget that you have the compass you were born with. You are never ever truly lost. Not really.

Our goal in this life is to find our own North Star and let it guide us home over and over again. We may not have a fixed idea of where we are going but we are being led. Sometimes in peace. More likely kicking and screaming all the way to positive change and renewal. Once you are where you need to be? You will probably need a little recovery time.

You know, a vacation from the vacation. What you have vacated is an old but intense way of being. Looking back you will see once again just how powerful you really are. For better or worse!

Just know in your heart that even though where you are going is a place you may have never been?

Once you have landed safely you will find Joy. Peace. Love.

And a whole new normal to be grateful for.

*For all those in the Friday’s Child Circle Of Prayer and for all those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is.

Have a sweet one!

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Love Is Big

by alexandrabrooks

May 31st, 2013

Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience. – M. Scott Peck

Great quote by Mr Peck above. Seriously, when love is real and true you feel as though you are growing a second heart. Your thoughts are Higher. Your ways are kinder. There are always promises to keep and attitudes to improve but Love is Big and because you are loved and loving you are growing big and strong with its assistance.

When Gratitude, Tenderness, Joy, and Humor are no longer a matter of fact in a relationship it signals the end of Love. If these things cannot be retrieved with very little effort? You never had a real true love to begin with. What you had was an attachment or a fascination or a timely acquaintance that went awry.

The first thing to go when a relationship of any kind is failing is your sense of Gratitude. We lose our sense of appreciation for our friend, lover, family member and our dealings and interactions with them will begin to lack tenderness and care. The next thing to go is a sense of Joy in their presence or lack of presence. When the mere thought of this person makes you feel upset coupled with a myriad of other unpleasant emotions.

For me the biggest thing I find troubling about losing The Big is a complete and total lack of humor regarding the former beloved. When you can no longer shake your head and make a joke about some silly behavior they display? Baby, you’ve lost that loving feeling. Now it’s gone gone gone but you WILL go on.

Falling out of love is a little too easy to do.

How do you know if you are really falling out of love?

*Hint… the very mention of silly person’s name make you feel smaller. And not in the good used-to-be-a-size 12-now-I’m-a-6 kinda smaller either. It is as though your ability to be kind has been diminished by half. It’s not the good stuff at all. It’s over.

But you will love again. You will make a new friend. You will meet the next Mrs. You will patch up that mess with your insensitive reprobate cousin and your heart will go on.

The only influence that will keep you small is Fear.

And Fear is no way to react to a little lovelessness from he or she who shall not be named.

Love is Big!

If you want to have it in your life to keep you sweet, tender, and young – you will just have to grow up!

*For all those in The Friday’s Child Circle of Prayer and for those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is.

Have a sweet one!

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OoooOklahoma!

by alexandrabrooks

May 24th, 2013

Bad news isn’t wine, it doesn’t improve with age. – Colin Powell

The pain and insanity of this Moore Oklahoma mess doesn’t improve with age does it? Generally speaking when you hear the worst possible news you could possibly hear – you feel for the situation then you self-distance and let it go. This tornado business and all the mayhem and havoc it has created in the already poor lives of the people trying to breathe in its wake is overwhelming. Letting go won’t be easy nor is it really an option.

It is never a good idea to immerse yourself in bad news. But there will be no time out for us for a good long while. Not this time. It is very difficult to detach from the pain of this particular tragedy. Stepping away from the sadness, anger, and pain is just not happening for most of us.

I always say; “Mother Nature is a bitch and then some.” Well, she out did herself in Oklahoma. A part of our country that doesn’t need one more challenge. I personally am having a hard time coping with the loss. No the children in the Plaza Towers Elementary school that collapsed were not my children. But the were family.

As were all the others who perished, lost their homes, their pets, and heaven knows what all in that storm. They are apart of our family. They are hurting and it is only right that we hurt along with them.

We hear about tragedies natural and un-natural all too often these days. It takes a week or so and then we are back to our own lives. Sandy Hook. The Boston Marathon. Hurricane Sandy. Katrina. Aurora.

This time it’s different. Mother Nature is the villain and she picked on the wrong people.

The people of Oklahoma are tough. Sure. But why should they have to be? They should not bear this burden alone. With our prayers, thoughts, dollars, and love they will never have to be so alone again.

I always try to see the lesson in everything that appears to be “just wrong.” And there ain’t nothin’ right about this.

Thing is… a light has been turned on only too brightly on the circumstances of our extended family in America. Proud people who do not enjoy asking for help but will have to take it pride or no. And as for the rest of us? We need to step up. Use our collective voice to do whatever we can to make sure our brothers and sisters will live in safer conditions in future.

To the contract builders in OK. We have these things called basements. Build them or lose your license! All of you.

Those of you elected into office by the fine people of OK. The rest of us have our eye on you. Erect more shelters or you WILL be voted out of office. None of those Katrina shenanigans will be tolerated. We all need to stay on it and help those who have always been willing to help themselves and never asked for much in the first place. Get their backs and keep pushing them toward stability.

Anything they want the rest of us to do that have it a little easier because we still have a place to live? We need to do! But they have to ask. Ask. Just ask. Ask again if you think we didn’t hear ya twice the first time. Please ASK.

Ask LOUD and PROUD.

Shame on the rest of us if we don’t step up.

As for me? I will do what I can. Mostly, I can’t seem to stop crying over those kids. Spent a few days now wailing over them. This of course is not helpful. I am fixin’ to be more constructive in a minute. I promise.

We all need to do something or anything.

If you are a prayin’ person? Pray.

If you are not a prayin’ person?

I would say now given this horrific event would be a damn good place to start.

*For all those in the Friday’s Child Circle Of Prayer and for all those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is.

Have a sweet one!

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Delight Of Dawn

by alexandrabrooks

May 17th, 2013

I can see the orange haze on the horizon as the morning exhales a yawn, and seems to be ready to rise. - Jeb Dickerson

I have been going to rehab for about 5 weeks now for a jacked-up knee. One more week and I should be fit as a fiddle or at least as fit as a person without a jacked-up knee. I have had to come to grips with the fact that I will never be able to wear 5 inch heel Manolo Blahnick’s ever again. Not that I ever did wear them but I had my dreams.

Hey, I have made due with a vast and glorious assortment of flip-flops for 45 years and I guess it will just have to stay that way.

Now, I have never slept for more than 4 hours a night since my mid-twenties. These days with all the healing that is going on I am in my beddy before any respectable 3 year old and up at dawn. I am actually always up at dawn but now I am dream spent and cranky from sleeping too much and up at dawn. There is a diff.

Here’s the thing.

As you may have heard already from my mentor the late great Bette Davis ; “Getting old is not for sissies.” And the alternative to aging may at times feel as though it would be welcome relief but seriously… nah.

Life is for the able and the lame alike. Sometimes you’re able. Sometimes you’re gimpin’ it. Gimpin’ it in every possible way. Physically, emotionally, financially, taking it slow one step at time while everyone else appears to be on high heat running a prosperity race. This bit of wisdom came to me this morning as I lay in my bed with my knees elevated holding up two bags of ice while I adjusted the ice pack I had stuffed into my jammies for my jacked-up back. (But that’s old news. My back is healed it just appreciates the ice.)

It’s a blessing to have perfect health and I am fixin’ to grab a bit of Grace soon. But I have learned a lot about myself while I have been limping along these last 2 months.

I am tougher. Stronger. More resilient. Crankier. Bitchier. And funnier than I have ever been in my previously un-jacked life.

I am more grateful now for all of the years I had of perfect health and worn out dancing shoes than I ever was when I actually had those things. Look, this too shall pass. It always does. This wisdom was hard won. I’m delighted I now own it. Dawn and all of your many delights. Hope to meet you again tomorrow. Grateful and blessed.

I am available for Readings if you need to talk with me. That’s something I can do with my shoes on or off!

*For all those in the Friday’s Child Circle of Prayer and for all those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is!

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Mommy Syndrome

by alexandrabrooks

May 10th, 2013

A daughter without her mother is a woman broken. It is a loss that turns to arthritis and settles deep into her bones. – Kristin Hannah

This Sunday will be the 18th Mother’s Day I have not had my Mother Christina on earth to celebrate the day for. I don’t like it and I am never going to like it. It’s just not right. Not right at all. And I don’t really give a damn about Divine Plans when it comes to this subject. I am irrational, unreasonable, and clearly grounded in my feeling feminine concerning this. Well, I am a girl after all and I can feel and feel and feel til the cows come home if I want to! Sorry, G that particular Divine Plan sucked. I expected better from You. I want my Mommy end of story.

I have a client who recently lost her Mom. This woman was her Mom’s caretaker for over 20 years and they had their up’s and down’s along the way. She asked me when she can expect the pain of this loss to go away. She asked; “Will I ever get over this? The pain is unbearable. I literally cannot move!”

I hate to be the bearer of bad news.

I like to keep my Readings on the positive side and help people see what they need to see so they can take a step or two forward. I I spend a great deal of my private time praying for the miracle they will need to take them the rest of the way. Hey… this Mommy business?

Losing your Mom?

Whether she lived to be in her 90′s or died before you were old enough to clearly remember her. The quote above says it all. “A daughter without her mother is a woman broken. It is a loss that turns to arthritis and settles deep into her bones. ”

I suppose it is the same for men. In my life – every male I have known that had to bury his Mother never stops crying the tears of an orphaned child. You see them with those glazed over eyes holding back emotion whenever her name is mentioned. It always breaks my heart. I know for so many men the only woman they have ever been able to really talk to and be real with is their Mom. Guys don’t have it easy do they? Even now in the 21st Century they are expected to be strong and endure when they clearly would rather have a nervous breakdown. Poor things.

Not everyone is blessed enough to have a good relationship with their Mother. If you personally have been the recipient of a Mother who should never have had children because she is incapable of loving you or anyone else? I am sorry you have had to live with this on-going rejection. But the thing is… no matter how impossible your relationship with her has been. When she is no longer here on earth you will cry the same tears we people who have had a loving parent cry. That’s just the way it is. The bond is unbreakable no matter what some silly human does to try to wear it out. Some people are just too difficult to be around. Honor your Mother while she is still here anyway. Even if in order to honor her you must create boundaries so strong you can rarely be near her. Just do what you need to do because in your case you will always have to take care of yourself. Poor thing.

How did I answer my client’s question? The same way I always answer this question.

“No, the pain never really goes away. You just get to a point where you can actually move around with it without your knees buckling.”

Happy Mother’s Day Mommies and children everywhere.

*For all those in the Friday’s Child Circle of Prayer and for all those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is.

Have a sweet one!

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Reinvention Or Intervention?

by alexandrabrooks

May 3rd, 2013

Become aware what is in you. Announce it, pronounce it, produce it and give birth to it. – Meister Eckhart

Reinvention tends to be a growth intended proposition. It doesn’t really matter if you are doing a once over on a career or a habit of being that no longer suits. Often an intervention is required to begin this process. No, you don’t need to gather all your loved ones together with tough-love letters in their hands meant for you. This intervention is something you can do all by your lonesome.

Is there is something you must stop doing in order to morph into the next new you?

Smart cookie that you are – you already know in your heart what this is. You just need to let your head in on it and have at it. This is something that has kept you stuck and somewhat sad for years now hasn’t it? Yes, it has.

It’s hard to let go of old habits that used to work for you. They did what they were meant to do, right? Eased your pain. Distracted your restless monkey-mind. Kept you in your place so you didn’t fail utterly and completely. But they were weak choices and produced wimpy results. At some point this perfectly feckless habit became bigger than both of you. Today it is holding you back from being the butterfly you are meant to be.

Here’s the thing.

You have more than one gift to share in this wild and cray-cray life and it is time you let another one out of the bag. Don’t worry what people will say about this “allowing.” The naysayers are always the same people. Their biggest crime is that they lack imagination. They need to poo-poo your attempts at new expression. It’s their job, Yo! Let ‘em do it. The pay is terrible and they don’t usually sleep that well either.

If you know for sure that there is something shining beneath the surface screaming to be heard within you… just do it! If you need a little inspiration to accomplish your metamorphic reinvention find it first then do it!

The world is in dire need of fabulous, talented, joyful, one-of-a-kind shining people.

Is it your turn to shine?

I believe it well may be.

Go for it!

*For all those in the Friday’s Child Circle of Prayer and for all those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is.

Have a sweet one!

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Bewitched Bothered And Betrayed

by alexandrabrooks

April 27th, 2013

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings. - Anaïs Nin

Nothing is more bothering or bewitching than an act of betrayal. The act itself is so covert and just plain nasty isn’t it? I don’t care if it is a lover, friend, relative, or your very own body doing the betraying. It’s a hard one to swallow and take on the chin. We have all been betrayed at one time or other and have most likely done our fair share of dishing it out. I mean where is the love?

I have wondered when I have been betrayed was the actual act of betrayal really meant for me? Or was I just in the right place with the wrong person to be there to take it on. We often go through these life altering upsets for the most trivial of reasons. It would feel so much better if it were a bigger deal and actually meant something wouldn’t it? I can assure you it rarely means much at all.

File this stuff under “It’s Just The Breaks, Kid.”

Once betrayed we tend to think differently about ourselves. About love. About our bodies. We feel smaller. More vulnerable. Foolish. And then there is the pain. The pain of being used and thrown away. To be left to our own devices to try to regroup while we are feeling so unloved.

To begin again from source.

he source where all love comes from and everything begins and ends.

To start over one more time when we would really like to just call it a night.

You know, if someone wants to hurt you and do you wrong? Whether it’s chronic physical pain of some kind or the heartbreak of the century – most of the time there was never going to be much you could have done to stop the music. Go easy on yourself and do not hold hostages. Like I said sometimes we are put through so much for the smallest of reasons. How we handle it determines whether we become a “bigger” person or we allow ourselves to be diminished.

Don’t lose faith though no matter how much angst has awakened due to the betrayal you are currently experiencing.

Uphold and complete your Spiritual duties even though you may fail at them on a fairly regular basis.

Even when you want to say “I give up”… DON”T!

Don’t stop trying to do better and be better no matter what some sad moment in time may have to offer you.

Do these things for YOU.

Because it is one thing to be betrayed by another. Someone other. Something other. But it is a whole nother other to betray yourself.

*For all those in the Friday’s Child Circle Of Prayer and for all those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is.

Have a sweet one!

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The Color Of Hope

by alexandrabrooks

April 19th, 2013

Memory is history recorded in our brain, memory is a painter, it paints pictures of the past and of the day. - Grandma Moses

Granny M knew her stuff. The rest of the quote alludes to the idea that memory looks backward while HOPE looks forward. Recently, the past has come to visit me in a most enlightening way. Old lovers and older friends have awakened memories of the wild and irrepressible girl I used to be. If I were to paint these memories I would have to say that Walt Disney had nothin’ on me! A brighter shade of scarlet there could never be.

If memory serves me what I remember about that kid was that she was never an innocent. She was uncomfortable in her own skin. And hope? Hope was for other people. Prettier people. Richer people. Skinnier people! HAhaha… people who didn’t see behind the curtain so easily. My ancient history is a hot mercurial cadmium blur of survivor strife and artistic aspirations.

I was in my 30′s before I knew true innocence and had some acceptance of my physicality and psychic ways. I could finally breathe in the pink lipstick-stained air that surrounded me with some ease and a beginner’s sense of gratitude. Life was good but Hope was still a stranger.

With the wisdom of my years, a thousand day gigs, at least four careers, and a couple of husbands later? Now in my third and final act I know what the word Hope means. I feel it and appreciate it for what it is.

You and I gotta to grieve a lot of griege. Live through to thrive the opaque black of sorrow to get there.

But HOPE is at the end of the tunnel if you work it right.

I like to paint my Hope a smart, clean, marine-ish shade of blue.

If Benjamin Moore had a color swatch and ad campaign for Hope it would be: Azure Sorbet… soulful but sweet. The color of the future.

*For all those in The Friday’s Child Circle of Prayer and for all those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is.

Have a sweet one!

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The Undeniable Power Of Love

by alexandrabrooks

April 12th, 2013

“What happens when people open their hearts?”… ”They get better.” – Haruki Murakami

Opening a closed heart will often require a major surgery. Before it comes to that try to do whatever you must do to send Love by praying The Big Prayers for those who have hurt or maligned your spirit whenever possible. And it is always possible.

Prayer opens your heart and sets you free!

Anyone reading this blog is automatically (if they wish it to be) in The Friday’s Child Circle Of Prayer. We do good work here! I have personally benefited from the prayers of The Circle and the Love sent to all of us daily through the power of prayer. It only requires that once a day or whenever you can to send your best thoughts and a prayer to the concerns of The Circle. Anonymous-unattached-to-an-outcome-prayer is easy to do and does so much.

Prayer is currently being studied by scientists to measure its effectiveness. I don’t know about measuring Love… maybe, maybe. What I do know about is how it feels to pray for someone and to receive the Light in kind. You feel good! It all feels good! Hope springs forth and often that is enough to heal your concern. Heal a bad situation. Save a failing marriage. Correct a life threatening x-ray. Make you feel alive and able once more. Prayer turns on the Light so you can see your way home safely.

When we pray for others we are much less likely to be as judgmental as we could be about them. Our prayers have opened our hearts to be kinder and experience through our concern just how fragile we all are. It only takes a moment to be as depressed, as un-blessed, as un-fortunate, as un-healthy, as the people we are praying for appear to be. There but for the Grace…

There is only one way to work through a time of grief, sorrow, or confusion. You start praying in the morning and you don’t stop until you go to bed at night. I know you all have done this at one time or another. We all have. We are human and we share “dis-ease.” No matter what it is. We know what it means to hurt physically and spiritually. We know what it is lose our faith at Noon and gain it all back and more by suppertime. Life is unfair and relationships can prove punishing. Prayer connects us all to the one True Love there is.

These days I pray for whatever it is you ask me to pray for “For The Highest Good of All.” I also pray for knowledge, understanding, patience, the endurance to endure, perfect health, new clients, and of course to hit the Mega-Lotto. HAhahaha! Hey, no prayer is too small or too silly to be heard. The Love that hears your prayer isn’t laughing at you. The Love that hears your prayer is praying for you.

God, I LOVE that! Just LOVE that. Love it love it love it.

Keep well my readers. I love you and you remain in my prayers every single day I am alive and long afterward.

Thank you!!! Thank you for all you do. That you for your prayers. Thank you for the Love that lives in you and blesses my world 24/7.

♥ For all those in The Friday;’s Child Circle of Prayer and for all those in need. We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All. And so it is.

Have a sweet one!

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Flagrant Expectation

Renew & Recover

Love Is Big

OoooOklahoma!

Delight Of Dawn

Mommy Syndrome

Reinvention Or Intervention?

Become aware what is in you. Announce it, pronounce it, produce it and give birth to it. – Meister Eckhart

Bewitched Bothered And Betrayed

The Color Of Hope

The Undeniable Power Of Love

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