Month: August 2013

Dare to Be a Giver of Life

When the umbilical cord is cut, a baby begins to breathe on her own. She inhales the breath of human life. Until then, she is In Utero and dependent on the life source of her mother. As in all of human life, I believe an intrinsic spiritual metaphor exists in this part of life.

As spiritual beings, we are connected to God source. But how?

Some spiritual seekers say a golden string unites our spirit with our body. When we have an out-of-body experience, we are, somehow, connected by this golden string, so that we don’t disconnect from our bodies until death.

What happens when that cord is cut, and we actually do enter spiritual life? So we begin to breathe metaphorically of the spiritual essence that would give us eternal life?

Most people don’t dwell on aspects of spirituality that don’t affect them in the present. If it is working, why monitor it? But, I’m the type of individual that wonders why Spirit set up a vastly intricate network of human metaphors that somehow mirror spiritual life—for instance the caterpillar and butterfly. Is this so that the thinker—the one deliberating the truth—would somehow find evidence of spirituality, even if it is just speculation? This, I guess, is what we might call faith.

Once I had a miraculous event. I was meditating and praying. I must have dropped into a dream, because it appeared that the wall in front of me began to crumble. I remember feeling as if I was glued to the bed. I couldn’t move. The atmosphere became thick and heavy. Suddenly, what I imagined to be Jesus appeared in the distance. He began to walk toward me. The closer he got, the more still I became, until he walked right into my body.

From then, I was transported to a place that looked as if there were elders around a large table. They had heads and wore robes and appeared to be floating. In the center of the room was a larger disembodied head that I imagined was God.

I spoke, “I don’t want to go back into my body,” as the feeling of being out of my ego existence was miraculous and peaceful. It felt as if I had no weight and no burdens.

One of the elders answered me, “But you must go back. Remember the promise you made?”

In that instant, I was taken back to a time when I was just spirit. I deliberated with the elders and considered making the journey to earth. I volunteered to teach spiritual law. I remembered the moment as if it were yesterday.

I replied to God and the elders, “Yes, I will go back and do what I intended.”

In that instance, I felt as if every part of my human body became utterly painful. I remember re-entering my body and thinking, how heavy I felt compared to the complete peace. That day was a magical moment in life when every thought and every motivating force changed.

True, I have wrestled with my humanity and ego along the way, but I will never forget the moment I felt released from the umbilical cord of human life. In that moment, I understood what it was to be a giver of life.

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Bo Sebastian is a Hypnotherapist and Life & Health Coach, available for private sessions to QUIT SMOKING, Lose Weight, New Lap-Band Hypnosis for Weight Loss, CHANGE YOUR MIND, CHANGE YOUR LIFE! at 615-400-2334 or www.bosebastian.com. FOR COMMENTS: Go to the Bo Sebastian link under the title and there is a place there to create a comment. Thanks.

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Invisible Principles at Work

After years of spiritual searching—pulling away, searching again—then giving up on the powers of something greater than I at work, I have come to the conclusion that invisible powers work in my life daily. I can’t put a name to them, because any word would be too miniscule. I see these powers daily in the brush of a cool wind, the beauty of a flower petal, or smile of a stranger.

Mostly, though, I see invisible powers in synchronicity—in the way life interweaves with ease and intricacy. Years will pass and I will visit an old friend. As if time didn’t exist, the friend will have experienced the same path I had traveled, but from a different perspective. Our lives, though they have been separate, have never really moved from the tightly braded knot that life somehow weaves using all of us.

Coming to the understanding that everything happens for a reason and that invisible powers work on our behalf is the only means by which we can make sense of a vastly confusing world. Chaos seems to be the prime ingredient of every human day. If only but for a few minutes daily, we could come out of our ego selves and experience the world from above in meditation, we could get a glimpse of the vast network of principles needed to make a chaotic world look simple and miraculous.

I don’t need to look at all the bad in the world when I know that, for some reason, all of it is working together to create for my soul the perfect breeding ground for experiential knowledge. From the time I was mugged with a machete in NYC to getting my first acting role, to moving to Nashville, to becoming a hypnotherapist—everything had a reason.

This blog has been a place where I see divine destiny taking place in my own life. From my own source of experiences and lessons, I have helped thousands of people, mostly people I don’t even know personally. You may ask me, how do you know what to write or what is appropriate to share?

All that I can tell you is that when I sit down to write this blog, it is the only time in the day I absolutely know my purpose. It is as if a divine dictum had been placed before me and I simple answer, yes.

Could your purpose be as simple as saying yes to a dream or a vision? I think it may be.

I had spent my entire life searching for a publishing deal, an acting job, and a singing contract, only to find that what I needed was a reason to get up in the morning. Though the blog is a great venture and spiritual duty, I also feel that life supports me every day with my work as a Life Coach and Clinical Hypnotist. The two experiences together generally get me through the day with happiness and purpose.

I also noticed that as I have let go of waiting for the finale or the result of everything I do. I get the feeling that being on a path is vastly more important than getting to the goal line.

As I experience the NOW in every day, I also find others who can share my joy and laughter on that path with the same ease. Because I have found my peace, my life has attracted wonderful friends and clients who find their perfect space in the intricate weave of my life.

Has their space always existed in my divine purpose? Have I been simply waiting for my purpose for the characters and plot of my singular play to begin? I only know this, if I let life unfold by stepping into it and playing my part.

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Bo Sebastian is a Hypnotherapist and Life & Health Coach, available for private sessions to QUIT SMOKING, Lose Weight, New Lap-Band Hypnosis for Weight Loss, CHANGE YOUR MIND, CHANGE YOUR LIFE! at 615-400-2334 or www.bosebastian.com. FOR COMMENTS: Go to the Bo Sebastian link under the title and there is a place there to create a comment. Thanks.

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What Does All This Mean?

After fifteen years, I went back to my hometown—Beaver Falls, Pennsylvania, for a reunion with my mother’s two sisters and family, whom she hadn’t seen for 15 years and, also, to go to my 35th class reunion. Ouch~!

Much trepidation followed me as I made the 10-hour drive toward the place that held the deepest and most profound memories of my past. I didn’t realize how emotional I felt about all of it, until Allen and I began to visit where I lived and drove through the, now, desolate downtown. Places that were thriving when the burgeoning steel mill thrived and thousands of people claimed the city as theirs because of their work, were now mostly empty storefronts.

I drove up the road where I used to pick up my father from work. Two entire city blocks lay waste. Empty buildings marked their sign of age by the amount of brush and weeds growing from the rooftops and partially detached gutters. I finally reached Matilda Street, where my home still sat, perched on a small hill. It was now completely remodeled with a wooden train the size of a child’s amusement park ride in the backyard where my father once grew tomatoes the size of grapefruit.

There was Mary’s porch, where I could still see the small round woman calling me over to eat or to provide me with the love that sustained me devoid of a live-in mother and cohabitating with an alcoholic and neglectful father. My heart sank as I took pictures to capture what I couldn’t process at the moment.

I, later, went to a reunion of my mother’s side of the family, as most of my family doesn’t stay in touch with my father’s side, because of a standoff they had at my dad’s funeral. Every one of my father’s family members who didn’t approve of how my sisters and I handled my father’s funeral, stood at the top of a hill to show their disapproval as he was buried. It was a weak moment in history when people who were supposed to be supporting a huge loss stand up and fight, instead. I realize now that very few knew of the problems that existed in our home, and also didn’t realize that my father was no more a Catholic than I was a Jew. No offense to anyone reading this who is Catholic. He just didn’t subscribe to the faith; therefore, no pastor from the church would allow the funeral to be held at a Catholic church. It really wasn’t our fault at all.

Anyway, as you can probably imagine, many emotions came up when I returned to the hotel this past weekend. It felt as if my toes were a reservoir as tears poured down my face, embraced in the arms of someone who cared deeply. I asked God and myself, “What does all this mean? Why am I here facing all this now?”

The answer came later that evening when I went to my class reunion. I drove up to an old barn turned into a community room with about 100 people walking around, most of them I didn’t recognize. Allen and I parked and went to the front entrance for a name card, as I was sure most wouldn’t remember me. From that moment on I recognized why God had taken me through all of these dark allies and streets to get to this moment.

Everyone I met that night was confirming and loving and was so glad to see me and meet Allen, as well. What a healing! I’d imagine that some would be afraid of me being gay, some would mutter slurs under their breath, and some would, indeed, be authentic and loving. But none of the first two assumptions happened. Allen and I were met with respect and a great amount of honor, even. I’m proud of and cherish the memories of those who walked with me through the hard parts of my life. Many of them had similar stories they shared, which made Allen and I tear up.

Life’s not over. Sometimes from the place of your deepest fears, comes the greatest healing. Walk forward, proud of who you have become.

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Bo Sebastian is a Hypnotherapist and Life & Health Coach, available for private sessions to QUIT SMOKING, Lose Weight, New Lap-Band Hypnosis for Weight Loss, CHANGE YOUR MIND, CHANGE YOUR LIFE! at 615-400-2334 or www.bosebastian.com. FOR COMMENTS: Go to the Bo Sebastian link under the title and there is a place there to create a comment. Thanks.

I am trying to spread the word about my blog and I need your help. Please let your friends know it exists, if it gives you hope and blesses you each day. If you are looking to enter the RSS or Atom Feed, you have to go to the home page of the blog to get there. Also, I write this Blog as a part of Finding Authentic You Ministries. If you would like to send an offering or a tithe, your donation would greatly be appreciated: 5001 Maywood Drive, Nashville, TN 37211.

And I would be greatly pleased for you to share anything that you read by clicking the share button in Facebook.com/bo.sebastian, or add it to your Twitter at BoSebastian; or LinkedIN at Bosebastian5@gmail.com; or find this blog home at www.FindingAuthenticYou.com. Any of my books can be found on Amazon or Barnes and Nobel, just by typing my name in the search header.

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