Hope

Hey ,

Do you know what makes me hopeful?

I'll tell you in a second, but first ...

Ask anyone around the world and it's quite clear:

Night before last the world, together, was given a renewed
sense of hope.

It doesn't matter where you're from, what you believe in,
who you voted for as an American. Some moments bring the
world together and that was one of them.

I personally don't agree with all of Obama's policies, but
I agree with the message he gave the world in his acceptance
speech: peace, liberty, and hope for the future ...

Those are ideas we can *all* get behind.

What really makes me hopeful is that I live in a time where
great information from true visionaries can make its way
to so many people - all through the power of technology.

For example ...

Tonight at 8PM Eastern Mark Joyner's "Kaizen Club" goes live:

http://www.simpleology.com/p/kc/light1/

If you don't know Mark, you should ... He has been referred
to as "one of the most important minds of the 21st century"
by news agencies and scholars and his books are read
throughout the globe in 20 different languages.

What Mr. Joyner is offering there fits perfectly with this
wonderful moment in history.

Kaizen is, in fact, about hope. It is a system of changing
your life that is so easy and unstoppable that it's hard not
to be filled with optimism.

If you haven't yet read the back story (and the hundreds
upon hundreds of responses from people), check out the blog:

http://www.simpleology.com/p/blog/light1/

This is truly a great time to be alive.

Lucia

http://www.simpleology.com/p/blog/light1/

All Souls Day

All Souls Day

This weekend many people celebrate All souls day.

I use to love this celebration. Growing up in little village in the middle of Karpaty mountains, I loved to go to cemetery with my grad mom and keep the graves nice, put flowers and burn candles.

Especially on All Souls Day.

The graves were covered with flowers and light of candles. In the evening when I was walking towards the cemetery and I looked at the Cross in front of the church, I could see the light from all of the candles creating like a halo above the cross. It was so mesmerizing.

I remember walking towards cemetery with my parents, brother and many neighbors in snow. The cemetery was always full with people burning candles on graves of family and friends sending some love and prayers. I loved to feel this connection, but father could not wait to get out. I never understood it.

And then my Grandpa past and 6 months latter my Father. I suddenly understood why my Father did not want to spend any time at the cemetery. I felt my grandpa and my father were always around me until I went to cemetery and saw their graves. The graves were reminders that they are gone.

Since my Grandpa and my father past 19 years ago a lot of friends and family members crossed over. I used to say that I have more friends on other side that I have here.

Since I moved to USA 12 years ago I did not have an opportunity to visit on All souls Day.

I miss it. I miss the mix of energies of love, appreciation, pain and hope.

It is a beautiful holiday.

To all the souls on “the other side”: I love you.

Lucia



My Father