Monday, June 30, 2014

Penney Peirce's Book, Leap of Perception, Wins 2 Major Awards


Leap of Perception
by Penney Peirce

Wins 2 Awards at the International New Age Trade Show. . .

Book of the Year
and 
Best Alternative Science Book

Leap of Perception, from award-winning author Penney Peirce, provides a timely and essential guide on how to use perception to successfully navigate today's accelerating evolution by helping readers develop innovative, contemporary "attention skills," to navigate this new evolving world where expanded awareness will be an important skill and the comfortable norm.

Leap of Perception follows up Penney's widely popular Frequency and The Intuitive Way, and wraps up her Transformation Trilogy.

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Friday, June 27, 2014

I Am Original

Still editing my daybook, The Present Moment, into its new ebook format, I came across this entry which spoke to me:



I am original.

Today, let yourself bend the rules, take a chance, rebel, be inconsistent, stand out. Give yourself permission to be “new in the now.”

What is so attractive about being a misfit? We Americans glorify our James Deans, Marilyn Monroes, Janis Joplins, Neal Cassadys — our Thelma and Louise outlaws, our rebel geniuses. The American mystique reveres those who burn bright and die young, who are talented yet wounded or deeply confused, those who are vulnerable and shy but show up anyway and it kills them to offer their essence.

Maybe we all feel like misfits — our country is a land of misfits who left their various tribal cultures to make new lives. We champion not fitting in, and being stand-out individuals. I feel this way too — fitting in is like a sacrifice, as though the culture has all the power and once I acquiesce totally to the tribal mind, it will tell me who I can be, and I'll slowly suffocate.

I want to make sure I'm not buying into a myth that keeps me limited, though. I like what medical intuitive Carolyn Myss says about pulling out all the power cords we have plugged into the tribal mind, and sourcing ourselves directly from our own divine nature instead of from the culture. That when we dare to not feed the culture in the manner to which it's become accustomed, by not automatically buying into society's traditions, it rejects and betrays us. This frees us, but it takes continuing courage to buck the system and not do what's expected.

We misfits have to be careful, though, about getting caught in a mystique based on victimization. Sure, it's challenging at first to express a different vision, an unusual creative turn, especially to audiences who are used to the status quo. We can get so used to rejection and criticism that we glory in it and miss the next phase of the process where suffering is transformed into love.

Instead of being a victim misfit, we can take the role of teacher, inspirer, leader, healer, entertainer. When one person expresses a new view, the tribe reacts to suppress the disruptive force. But when that person speaks lovingly, inclusively, patiently, encouragingly to the others, they get interested. "Do you mean, I could do something like this, too? Do you mean, I can be free to express and create from my own inner vision?"


This is how the misfits become shamans and holy people, artists and builders, modeling a new way for society to evolve in alignment with inner truth and universal laws, instead of resisting to their death society's external rules and regulations.

Photo by Emmet Gowan (one of my all-time favorites!)

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Repeating Cycles, Progressive Spirals


I found this piece that I wrote in 2000 as I was editing my Present Moment daybook into ebook format. It's what's happening to me now as well!!


The little me doesn’t know,
but the Big Me does.

Even if your personality and mind don’t know what to do, the real you — your soul — always does. Let go of holding opinions today and see what wisdom takes their place.

There is something at work in my dreams, and somewhere out in the far reaches of my aura; something is teaching me, soldering my circuit board, weaving in new colored threads, tying beautiful knots with my loose ends. Someone is sending a new song into my cells through silent sound; a tuning fork with the tone of my new name is being struck. It's a new blueprint, a new way of being organized, a new life dream.

I sense the dissolution of the old, as my memory fades repeatedly, as my past seems like it could belong to someone else, as I'm not convinced about what I say. I am being drawn elsewhere — is it the future? Another dimension? Am I being seduced into boredom and spaciousness to be ready for the next kaboom? Am I becoming enlightened, or senile?

My daily habits, my long-standing ideas about Who I Am — I hear my voice echoing hollowly as I speak or even think these old, boring thoughts. Somehow, I know I am heeding the call, in spite of my professed ignorance. I am turning toward the unknown that knows better than I what the next creation might be, who my new friends might be, what my new place might be.

The call is a silent one, asking me to reinvent myself in a way that is much more powerful, yet subtle, than ever before. More faith, less ambition. More passion, less meaning. More involvement, less attachment. More color, texture, rhythm, and tone, less overstimulation. More me, more us, more one, more true, greater and smaller, dramatic and invisible, social and secluded, domestic and exotic. Someone teaches my mind. Someone inspires my mind to be the servant, not the tyrant, at long last. Poet David Whyte says, "Idleness is a discipline of its own."

Art by Sarah Hollander