Our story for this month is the first in a series about everyday life in my neighborhood. And yes, the names were changed. Don't miss next month's segment Piss Ants Vs Past life Regression. --Rachel

JUNE 1999

MY FAVORITE NEIGHBOR

Wanda's yard, a showplace, was created and nurtured strictly for her own gratification. This was a big relief for the garden club president, Zola Mae who suffered teetering vapors from competing to win 1st place ribbons and provide unique programs for the club's weekly meeting.

We'll never really know if her teetering vapors were brought on by a competitive nature. Most likely this was from constantly sipping her nerve medicine. And, staggering about wearing four inch spike heels. She seemed to always be out of breath. --exacerbated by her whale bone corset waging a furtive battle with the already strained seams of the flowered voile dresses she always wore.

This particular day, leaning over the garden gate for support, she asked Wanda to be the garden club's guest speaker and share how she was able to work among swarms of bees and never get stung.

Wanda shrugged indifferently and answered, "All I do is flirt with them. Do you really want me to waste an afternoon teaching a bunch of middle aged women how to flirt? Why, before you could blink, it'll be all over town that the garden club is nothing more than the front for a dating service. With a little review and practice you could deliver the program yourself. If I remember correctly, you used to be the biggest and best flirt in the county." Then, knowing that Zola Mae would decline, claiming an attack of vapors, Wanda invited her along on her walk.

We could set our watches by Wanda's mid-day and evening stroll down our quarter mile street. Even on a humid day her clothes never seemed to wrinkle. Her tastefully applied makeup always looked so fresh I couldn't help wondering doesn't this lady ever perspire? Her thinning platinum hair was heavily teased and pinned up into a french roll, soft bangs swept across a high intelligent forehead which was unusually wide and might have looked out of proportion had it not been balanced by high cheek bones and large well spaced turquoise blue eyes. Her square jaw line might have appeared harsh had it not been softened by a Mona Lisa type mouth.

Wanda seemed to be in harmony with everything, including the bee riding shotgun on her shoulder. We should all be so well armed and protected. Walking slowly and gracefully, her head held at just the right angle to be regal, yet not haughty when she glanced to the left and right as if her eyes were an instant camera recording the details of each house she passed.

Her brief, reconnoitering, glances during those twice daily strolls didn't just make my son and his pal uneasy the way it did most of the neighbors. This caroming gaze scared the living hell out of them. They always sounded the alarm by shouting "INCOMING" over their Star Wars Walkie Talkie. Always, as she neared our house, a strange metamorphosis would take place. For at least half an hour these two scourges of the neighborhood would cease window peeking, mooning passing cars or whatever and become an Eddie Haskell or Little Lord Fauntleroy type brat. And, I had a temporary respite from the fantasy about finding a military school that would have them. It's easy to understand how for some very selfish, and probably all the wrong reasons, she became my favorite neighbor long before we ever met.

The first time Wanda spoke to me I was weeding the flower bed and wearing one of those goofy $19.95 gardening masks guaranteed to reverse aging while working in the sun. I was startled when a voice behind me inflected with authoritative humor asked "Are you Darth Vader's fiancé or just one of his girl friends?" I removed the mask but before I could answer she invited me to walk back to her house offering me some perennials. As we ambled down the street she again intensely looked to the left and right except this time, as we passed each house, she pointed out what these individual yards might use from her congested garden.

I was ready to leave having collected the seedlings when she commented about how well mannered my son and his pal were. When she sincerely added, "We need more like them." I thanked her and thought to myself, we just need more neighbors like you.

A serenely balanced energy immune to petty values, actually prompts more envy than dislike from those suffering from anemic or total lack of self love. It was this, and my brat's guilty conscience, that caused the neighbors to be so judgmental of Wanda.

At one time or another we've all had that lethal weapon, LV.19-18 Love Thy Neighbor as Thy Self inflicted on us. If we actually followed this rule in our present state of anemic self love, the human race would soon become an endangered species. The good news is our personal success enhancement program offers a simple and easy way for us to develop self love which in turn, activates the universal law of positive attraction.

PERSONAL SUCCESS ENHANCEMENT PROGRAM FOR JUNE

SELF LOVE+SELF ESTEEM=POSITIVE ATTRACTION

The opposite of love isn't hate! It's that dirty four letter F-Word fear. We're afraid to love ourselves because we've been brainwashed that self love is immoral and sinful. If we aren't careful we'll become so used to being afraid that when we aren't, it'll scares the hell out of us. Then, we're
like an octopus with a yeast infection.-- wondering if we need to rub, pat or scratch and which arm we should use. We're going to learn how to stop taking our fear and anger out on ourselves by using our Spiritual A& D Ointment. A&D meaning audacity and discipline to use the light of self love.

We start off by having the audacity to juxtapose LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS THY SELF into a mantra, LOVE MYSELF THE WAY I PRETEND TO LOVE MY NEIGHBOR. And, keeping the discipline to keep this going through our minds throughout the day and especially as we drift off to sleep. Within a short time the "pretend" part of our mantra leaves on its own. This is simply because our self love has become a reality, obviating the transference of unconscious negative and judgmental energies. We have the audacity to seek, knowing that what we see in the universe also sees us.

We also need the discipline to cease believing we're failures because our inner dialog isn't perfect. Striving for perfection is a lot like trying to put an elevator inside an outhouse. It just won't work because it doesn't fit. It's also just boring enough to make someone want to crucify us. So, who in the monkey hell needs to be perfect. Our discipline is to focus on the positive qualities we already have. When we start to think of ourselves as mostly good and a little bit bad, go with the good, the negative values atrophy and no longer have any power over us.

MEDITATION AND LIGHT EXERCISE

As always we begin by calling forth the cleansing light of a thousand suns. We bask in this light until we feel balanced, and cleared of of all negativity. Now, it's time to touch and read our meditation portal, or our opening to the infinite. We suggest you download this and keep it with you.

TO WONDER AT NOTHING WHEN IT HAPPENS;
TO CONSIDER NOTHING IMPOSSIBLE BEFORE IT HAS COME TO PASS.

Cicero

We've been using the power pantry in our classes and several students have requested that we share it on the web site. So, having bathed in the white light, we visualize a small cabinet or pantry of an even brighter golden white light. This is our power pantry and we use it to store our B.O.P. or balls of power after we've programmed them. This is your individual and very personal pantry and can be used to store any previously programmed B.O.P. Just be sure they're programmed the way you want them because each time we remove a ball of power from our pantry, it's automatically reproduced.-- unless of course we wish to cancel or reprogram it.

We are going to start our self love exercise by thinking about something we don't like about ourselves. --something we wish could overcome and forget. Yet we seem to give it power by thinking about it anyway. We visualize gloves of white light on our hands. We then place both gloved hands over the third eye, bring both hands around the forehead, all the way to your ears. This erase the negativity. But we need to do something with it. All we have to do is toss it into the light. Then, if you feel the need repeat the process over the heart chakra. This is especially helpful for anyone suffering bereavement of any kind.-- be it loss of spouse, lover, or business.

Now that we've tossed out the negative nonsense, we need to replace it with love and self esteem. For this we're visualize a ball of brilliant pink light. This is the color of divine love. We hold this brilliant ball of pink light between our hands programming it with total love and acceptance of our selves. For those of us needing a guideline, either think, or say aloud, I REALIZE THAT THIS LOVE REPLACES THE FEAR I HAVE DISCARDED. Then, follow with the mantra we shared a few paragraphs ago.
Most of us feel something akin to a click when the programming is complete and the ball is ready. We then place it inside our pantry for a few minutes, take it out, hold it over our heart chakra, and allow it to enter our being.

Remember that self loathing has become an established pattern for most of us. Even though we've learned how to break this pattern and begin a new one. We may slip up and fall back into the old mode. Not to worry! Our second ball of power is to support any faltering discipline in this area. We use the same technique, only this time the programming is to support and maintain the discipline of self love. We follow the same procedure we used with the brilliant pink B.O.P. only this time the color is red violet or purple. And, we program it to support the new and wonderful changes within our selves along the lines of:"I accept this new discipline, knowing that the degree of love I express to myself, represents the degree of love I receive from the universe."We now hold this B.O.P. just a few inches above the top of our head and allow this energy to be processed into our crown chakra.

Don't be intimidated thinking "What an ordeal," It takes much longer to for you to read about this technology than to successfully do it. The important thing is to accept that as we love ourselves more each day, we're also attracting this very same love from the universe. It just couldn't happen to nicer people.

In the light of a thousand suns,
Rachel