Health Tip Number 1

Eating celery is the best way to get rid of indigestion and it has many other positive effects such as getting rid of inflammation and providing fibre.  It is so easy to eat and does not require dip.  Go for it!

High On Life

Feel better as you recite, read or sing this poem             

     I am high on life.

    The sun is shining oh, so bright!

     I am high on life. 

     There is not a cloud in sight.

As I walk down the path

that leads me to the Source,

I keep my head way high

and praise His glorious deeds.

 

 

The universe loves me endlessly

and sends out vibrant energy

that I use in the best way,

that I share day after day.

 

 

The world loves me greatly

and reflects back joyfully

the deeds I accomplish for humanity

the hope I give faithfully.

 

 

Life loves me unconditionally

and mirrors my fantasy

sending back my way

thoughts, become reality.

 

 

I love being me.

I’m the best I can be.

I love being me.

In love I find the key.   Simone Arbour Vegh

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Let The Birds Sing (part 4)

Stress will always be with us.  It is what gets our adrenaline pumping.  It is what keeps us alert and creative.  The way we deal with stress is what determines whether it will benefit us or kill us.

Stress relief does not have to be costly or time-consuming.  At work when feeling the pressure, create a vision of something you love and superimpose  it on your heart.  It works!  I use the vision of my young nephew’s smiling face because his smile is one that heals.  (Yes, you , Martial)  I take a deep breath and think the word “love”  My fellow worker do not notice one thing and I am rejuvenated.

Sit on the porch and listen to the birds!  Walk through the forest and listen to the birds!  The song of the birds can be a meditation, an exercise session or a massage.  Join the song! Sing to the top of your lungs or beat on a drum.  Will the stress away!

Surround yourself with pictures and words that calm.  The lyrics may vary but the echoes are the same.

Marriage partners often find themselves wondering where their love went.  Tears are shed and lives are shattered because we close the window.  Living in the past, wanting for the future, we promise to make time for each other later.  When that time comes, we are miles apart and it is often too late.  Open the window and let the song in!

Reading about others who have suffered similar plights might be enough to bring us back on track.  A friend at such time is valuable indeed.  There are good professionals whose help will bring back the bird’s song!

There is no shame in seeking help.  It is not a sign of weakness but rather a sign of wisdom.

Dream the impossible dream and watch it become reality.  Find a new song and share it with others.

The invisible threads that bind us all carry the melody and it goes full circle.  The nest is built, the birds are here and the song is beautiful.  Let them sing! Oh! Let them sing!

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Let The Birds Sing (part 3)

Time is running short. The world population is aging. Doctors are fewer and more in demand. New diseases are cropping up. It is imperative that we take charge of our lives! The powers of positive thinking are unlimited. We have not begun to tap into the energies of the Higher Self. “Physician, heal thyself!” We are all physicians! Once we learn how to heal ourselves, we can vibrate this energy unto others. Stress, the master killer, has a way of capturing and clawing at all of us. Do we choose to be captured or do we fly with the birds and listen to the melody?

We are in a material world.  Materialism is not only polluting our world, but it is forcing couples to both work and rearrange their lives, often in undesirable ways.  The children’s preferred lyrics will be the time they share with the parent.  Things cannot replace people.  Only people can nurture.  Machines do not love!  There is much to be said about the time spent with dad, washing dishes, sharing the day’s events or catching up on opinion of national news.  The song they sing then drowns that of the dishwasher’s.  There is much to be said for mother and son or daughter baking a favorite recipe.  Those are the memories our children will cherish.  That is the best legacy we can leave them.

Life sometimes takes unexpected turns.  Faced with tragedy, we often relinquish our choice to be happy.  At times when the obstacles placed on our path seem insurmountable, we must seek outside help.

Let the Birds Sing (part 2)

If you doubt that our choices affect seven generations to come, you may be right. It could be a lot more than seven generations! Think of the impact of the decision to recycle or not to recycle. It is easier to look at this as it is a concrete example. For each household that chooses not to recycle, the heap mounts. If we placed all these people in the same community, the evidence would be measurable. As more land is needed for landfills and as more pollutants seep into the ground, the air becomes more contaminated. What a legacy for our children. They will be plagued with allergies and lung problems. They had better know the song of the bird. What happens in a concrete way to the garbage that is not recycled happens in a less obvious way to our bodies and our minds. As parents, we always look ahead to the next phase of our children’s life. We cannot wait for the child to walk. As soon as the child walks, we start missing the cuddly days while at the same time anticipating the next step. It is necessary to plan ahead. It is good to cherish the memories. The tragedy is our inability to enjoy the present! The birds’ song doesn’t change. It is as beautiful today as it was yesterday! It will still be beautiful tomorrow! Do not close the window! Do not cut down the apple tree! Listen to the song close up! Join the choir! As a teacher I know that attitude mirrors aptitude. What we know for others we sometimes find difficult to apply in our own lives. The bible tells us that according to our thoughts, it will be unto us. If our faith could be contained into a mustard seed, that is all the faith we would need to move mountains. We are not believers! Until we believe, positive change will not happen!

(C)    Simone Arbour Vegh

Let the Birds Sing

This is about attitude.  Attitudes are choices.  Faced with life situations, we make choices: one in which we choose to be happy and the other which leaves us frustrated.

There was an old apple tree by my bedroom window.  Every morning at four a.m. the birds cheerfully announced the dawning of a new day.  Awakened by the symphony, I tossed and turned until at seven I had to pay heed to the alarm.

I allowed my anger to simmer from the time my eyelids started to flutter, and it progressed to a full boil by the time duty called.

My husband on the other hand loved to hear the birds sing!  He insisted on keeping the window opened.  By the time he arose, he was singing with the birds.

I determined then that it was all in the attitude.  I chose to let the birds sing.

As I start writing this for the second time, I am provided with an example of what I mean. Having finished this part of the writing yesterday, I was secure in the fact that I had saved it and would just go on today. However, due to my lack of computer knowledge, I promptly formatted my diskette this morning and lost yesterday’s work.

One choice is to start over with the belief that it happened for a reason.  The other choice is to moan and cry and fret about it all day or to give it up.

The spirits work in mysterious ways.  The birds sing in my heart at the prospect of the new improved inspiration that will follow.  I look forward to knowing the lyrics!

Everything we do in life amounts to a series of choices.

By choosing to deal negatively with a situation, we choose unhappiness and disease.

Knowing that our choices affect those we love and that it impacts seven generations to come, we must think about this very carefully.

To wake up in a bad mood and to transfer our feelings to the children is a sin of great magnitude.  We have to choose to let the birds sing!

If you doubt that our choices affect seven generations to come, you may be right.  It could be a lot more than seven generations!

Think of the impact of the decision to recycle or not to recycle.  It is easier to look at this as it is a concrete example.  For each household that chooses not to recycle, the heap mounts.  If we placed all these people in the same community, the evidence would be measurable.  As more land is needed for landfills and as more pollutants seep into the ground, the air becomes more contaminated.  What a legacy for our children.  They will be plagued with allergies and lung problems. They had better know the song of the bird.  What happens in a concrete way to the garbage that is not recycled happens in a less obvious way to our bodies and our minds.

As parents, we always look ahead to the next phase of our children’s life.  We cannot wait for the child to walk.  As soon as the child walks, we start missing the cuddly days while at the same time anticipating the next step.  It is necessary to plan ahead.  It is good to cherish the memories.  The tragedy is our inability to enjoy the present!  The birds’ song doesn’t change.  It is as beautiful today as it was yesterday! It will still be beautiful tomorrow!

Do not close the window! Do not cut down the apple tree! Listen to the song close up! Join the choir!

As a teacher I know that attitude mirrors aptitude. What we know for others we sometimes find difficult to apply in our own lives.

The bible tells us that according to our thoughts, it will be unto us. If our faith could be contained into a mustard seed, that is all the faith we would need to move mountains.  We are not believers! Until we believe,  positive change will not happen!

Time is running short.  The world population is aging.  Doctors are fewer in more in demand.  New diseases are cropping up.  It is imperative that we take charge of our lives!  The powers of positive thinking are unlimited.  We have not begun to tap into the energies of the Higher Self.

“Physician, heal thyself!”  We are all physicians!  Once we learn how to heal ourselves, we can vibrate this energy unto others.  Stress, the master killer, has a way of capturing and clawing at all of us.  Do we choose to be captured or do we fly with the birds and listen to the melody?

(C)     Simone Arbour Vegh

Surrender

To surrender means to accept that you are where you are meant to be on the stage of life and that everything happens for a reason in the grand scheme.  Only He knows!

You have tried in vain

You are wracked with pain

How do you love again?

Surrender!

 

The road ahead is dark

If only there was a glimpse or a spark!

How do you leave your mark?

Surrender!

 

A deluge of tears you shed.

Your heart is trampled and bled!

How do you keep going ahead?

Surrender!

 

Hopes, dreams, promises entwine

and form the breath of the Divine

Who calls you to rise and shine.

Surrender!

Hommage

This poem was written the day princess Diana died.  It took me 15 minutes to write it and to this day I still like it.

A princess died today.

The world is in dismay.

A princess died today.

We each mourn in our way.

In the fairy tales I learned,

Sitting on my mother’s knee,

Princesses lived forever

And they lived happily.

In this story our princess

Made prisoner by the press

Tried to get away

And met with eternity.

She was the queen of hearts,

Gifted with grace and beauty.

She believed in doing her part

To care for humanity.

A princess died today.                                                         

Freedom finally greets her way.

So great was her cry for mercy

That God took her away.

Simone Arbour Vegh

Don’t Quit

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,

When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill.

When the funds are low, and the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit

Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Success is failure turned inside out,

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems afar.

So, stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things go wrong that you mustn’t quit!  

 Author unknown.

Hypnosis Through Story Telling

This story was given me in a dream on March, 5th, 2009.  As a clinical hypnotherapist, I had been spending quite a bit of time writing and erasing scripts.  It is amazing how the dream world will often come to the rescue.  Since it was a gift to me, I am passing it on.  If you are a hypnotist, you may use it to your advantage.  If not, simply read it and then meditate on it or tape it and then listen to it with your eyes closed.

 

The main caracter is a whale?  Or is it ?  At first sight, it appeared as a very beautiful whale.  The whale was put in a circular aquarium, a show place.  Many people came to admire it.  It seemed harmless and spectators jumped on its back and enjoyed riding it.  Some stayed on for a long time.  For others, it was a short ride.

As the whale sped through the aquarium, it became evident that this was not your ordinary whale. As the whale turned, one could see, on each of her side, an awful tumored growth in the shape of fish.  In one wink of an eye, her majestic beauty had disappeared to be replaced by livid disgust.  Other whales swimming around were beautiful throughout.  Many were attracted to the tumored whale.  The ride was smooth for a while. There was much laughter and fun.  Then when the rider least expected it, he was gobbled up by the monster.  Deep down, all spectators knew of the impending doom.  Yet, they refused to acknowledge it, thinking they would jump off the ride before it was too late…before they were swallowed by the monster.

End of dream

Which one of the whales are you riding?  The choice is yours. Are you ready to jump off now before you are gobbled up?  How many unwanted tumors are there on the whale you are riding?  Identify them!  See what problems they bring to your health and your relationships.  Is the ride so good that it is worth the risk?