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What to Do With a Broken Wine Glass |
By Summer Bacon
My brother, Britt, and his family came to visit me for my 50th birthday in June this year. This was my greatest birthday wish, come true. (My second wish was to have hot fudge sundaes instead of a traditional birthday cake. And, yes, this wish was also granted, with whipped cream and a cherry on top!)
Britt has always been my hero. He's a great guy, with enormous talent, a truly friendly disposition, a smattering of the absurd, a wee bit sarcastic at times, but very funny, a gentle and compassionate nature, a great mind, and, well, I just think he rocks. He is also an extraordinary musician, a sound engineer for movie trailers by day, reads voraciously at night, and has to be doing something creative at all times, whether it's perfecting his latest rustic loaf of sourdough bread made from homemade starter, or creating blog sites for friends in whom he believes. He's one amazing person, and (yes, ladies) he's also a family man, married for decades now.
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Pity Party (Have you ever thrown one?) |
By Summer Bacon
Wow, have I been cranky lately. I mean, I've had one full-blown, never-ending pity party going on in my head. Yuck.
Yeah, okay, well I could justify it. Frankly, the past two years have been horrendously difficult in so many ways. First, the relationship I had been in for nearly four years ended very suddenly in 2008 when, out-of-the-blue, I discovered that my fiancé was cheating on me. (There are some things in life we are not ever intended to understand, and that is one of them for me.)
Then, at the end of 2008, my children moved out of the house on the same day, with only 24 hours of warning. I was driving back to Arizona from California, after another brief, disastrous relationship with an old friend, when I got my children's voice message.
"Hi Mommy! Guess what? We got an apartment together! And, we're moving tomorrow. Sorry we won't be here when you get home!"
It was one week before Christmas.
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It was the funniest thing. After my last Open Session, someone came up to my boyfriend, Don, and said, "Those people were plants." What this woman meant was, she believed we planted people in the audience to ask the questions, and that somehow I had rehearsed the answers. "How else would Dr. Peebles know those things about those people?" she protested.
Really, although her comments made me laugh, her skepticism and questioning is healthy. I even tell people at my Open Sessions that I am not there to prove anything to anyone. Nor am I there to proselytize about God and Spirit. I will share my teachings, and Dr. Peebles will share his teachings. It is up the individual to decide whether or not they believe it, or derive anything of value from those teachings. If someone attends my sessions as a skeptic, and leaves feeling even more skeptical, well, then, they know more about who THEY are. That's their journey, not mine. I know who I am, what I am about, and any question of my integrity is between me and God. I can assure you, when I'm even tempted to step out of integrity in my life, God kicks my ass. I can't even get away with driving 6mph over the speed limit. A cop always magically appears, and I have to slow down again. I can tell you this: when it comes to channeling, I sleep with a clear conscience at night.
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Planet Earth, Reincarnation, Karma...and Lillie Langtry? |
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 January 9, 2010 Open Session
Summer Bacon's Opening Comments
Let’s see, Dr. Peebles puts me on the spot sometimes. So I sent out the announcement for this Open Session, and when I read it later, I thought, “Where did this come from?”
Quote: “Summer will talk on the subject of This School Called Planet Earth, and help make sense of reincarnation, karma and how you don’t have to fit the world in order to play with it.” Yeah, right…in less than ten minutes. I’m doing that today? Okay, why not? Sure.
Well, the belief system here in my heart is that we live on a school called Planet Earth, and everything that we do in everyday life, whether it’s standing in line at the grocery store, whether it’s dealing with major, major issues and struggles in our lives, whether it’s a romp through the forest or playing in the park, everything is a school. Every one of these experiences is a classroom where we’re learning something, and we’re constantly growing.
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