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About Mercedes Calderon aka The Mystic Next Door
- Mercedes Calderon -The Mystic Next Door
- I am a 21st century mystic living next door. I journey through my life just like everyone else, while vigorously nurturing my "Friend", "The Guest" that took residence in my heart in 1985 when I was initiated into the paths of Siddha Yoga and Reiki (Usui tradition). Prior to that, I remember having so many unanswered questions when I first began having mystical experiences at the beginning of my spiritual practice. The Mystic Next Door is intended to create an inclusive space where people at all stages along the spiritual journey can enter, find answers and share wisdom. Mystical experiences are by definition, "being beyond one's power to know, understand, or explain" -Merriam-Webster. You are invited to join in the joy of discovering who we truly are. Peace and Blessings, Mercedes Calderon
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Tuesday, September 11, 2012
11 Years Later.....Reflections on 9/11
Ahh.... The weather today made it so easy to remember and reflect on all the emotions of that day in September of 2001. Beginning with confusion, then the reality that we were in fact being attacked. Feeling the horror of what it must have been like for those at the twin towers. Wondering what was happening to people we knew when we learned they were there, and then the relief in finding out they had escaped with their lives while so many perished. I remember being riveted to the news on the television, while completely unable to absorb the enormity of such a loss of life. How could anyone hate so much that they would carry out such a plot, knowing they were sacrificing their own lives, and not live to have the satisfaction of watching the world react. Wow... Just have never been able to get a handle on the mindset it takes to pull that off!
All of that aside, it was the most powerful experience of Oneness I've ever experienced besides my "experience" of Oneness. I remember dreaming that night of all the souls slowly drifting together in a steady and silent procession through the boundaries of Space, away from this beautiful planet, into the arms of God. It was a heart within a heart dream. There was no separation between the innocently sacrificed souls and my soul. I experienced how special a life that is sacrificed is, and how much power it has to affect the world it leaves. Oddly, the act of grieving has the ability to emanate outwards and attract compassion and love towards itself, bringing people together in a moment of unity consciousness. Out of the horror of that day emerged a country which stood together as one.... truly a "United States". Today, I'm left wondering why it takes such violence to bring us into a state of unity. More to reflect on I suppose, but for now I am grateful that I am here, and if I can make a difference in just one person's life, I know life has tremendous value.
All of that aside, it was the most powerful experience of Oneness I've ever experienced besides my "experience" of Oneness. I remember dreaming that night of all the souls slowly drifting together in a steady and silent procession through the boundaries of Space, away from this beautiful planet, into the arms of God. It was a heart within a heart dream. There was no separation between the innocently sacrificed souls and my soul. I experienced how special a life that is sacrificed is, and how much power it has to affect the world it leaves. Oddly, the act of grieving has the ability to emanate outwards and attract compassion and love towards itself, bringing people together in a moment of unity consciousness. Out of the horror of that day emerged a country which stood together as one.... truly a "United States". Today, I'm left wondering why it takes such violence to bring us into a state of unity. More to reflect on I suppose, but for now I am grateful that I am here, and if I can make a difference in just one person's life, I know life has tremendous value.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
A joyous pick......
Had so much fun picking a book to read for the Hay House Book Nook review for July. As always, I got a chance to see a few things about myself that have been coming up to be looked at recently. I will elaborate more on this discovery in my upcoming Father's Day blog.
For now, here are the details of my first Hay House book pick ,in case you'd like to join themysticnextdoor on a journey to "Juicy Joy" by Lisa McCourt
For now, here are the details of my first Hay House book pick ,in case you'd like to join themysticnextdoor on a journey to "Juicy Joy" by Lisa McCourt
FTC Disclosure: I received this book for free from Hay House Publishing for this review. The opinion in this review is unbiased and reflects my honest judgment of the product.
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Wednesday, May 23, 2012
And So, I Waved Goodbye........
Have you ever had the realization that things can't stay the way they are, but the act of changing the situation is unbearably painful? Now what does this have to do with being themysticnextdoor, you may ask? Love is a mystery, and the love between an animal and it's owner, even more mysterious. Animals are such perfect mirrors and teachers through their sacrifices because they do not hold judgement, only unconditional love.
I believe and now know that my one year old Dachshund, Mr Squiggles' presence in my life at this time is here to show me something deep within me that is searingly painful. So painful, to the point of putting up with a situation that doesn't serve any one of us, most especially him. The emotion is one of ABANDONMENT, and my judgement of it. It has touched the wound of losing (being abandoned by) my mother at 17, but also how awful it must have been for her to know that she would leave the earth not knowing how or where her child's journey through life would unfold or end up. I believe this is at the core of my unspoken vow with my pets to never give them up for adoption into another family. A family which may be better equipped to serve them. My stance has been to declare, " I will be the mom that never leaves, that never abandons them!" I don't have a fear of loss, rather I have suffered a loss so deep and unprepared for, that the issue of abandonment has unknowingly had many lingering effects upon my life. This experience of letting Mr Squiggles go shows me how far this wound has impelled me to suffer to the point of taking on my mother's pain, in addition to my own. I have also transferred this pain onto my pets, regardless of what's in their best interests, up until today.
I have 3 dogs, 3 cats and currently live in a small home where the art of organization is a daily challenge. Mr Squiggles was bought by my daughter, and lived with them until my 3.5 yr old granddaughter almost made him fall down the spiral staircase! Needless to say for his own safety, it was decided that Mr Squiggles would be best served by being rehomed. Luckily, by a passionate animal lover client of mine, who is an angel to pets deserving of a new environment. At the last moment, just as I also sit here today, I decided to take him into my home, as I watched my daughter (having gone through a major unexpected death herself) mirror the pain of letting him go.
I took on the extra responsibility of taking Mr Squiggles, despite knowing full well how difficult this would be, and how it would have a negative impact on my already full house. He is the sweetest boy, but his very active and piercing vocalizations aka barking, have proven to be the straw that broke this camels back, the deal breaker!! I tried bark collars, giving him more attention and outdoor time, but nothing worked. So, much to my distress, I now sit here saying my goodbye to a little animal that was put on this earth to be loved unconditionally....not rehomed (judgement). Like I said before, a long time ago I made a vow to never give up a pet that I took responsibility for. I've had 6 dogs and 2 cats from the beginning to the last goodbye, and however painful those goodbyes have been, I knew they'd had the best life I could give them.
THIS IS SO DIFFERENT. This time I am saying a premature goodbye into an unknown future for my little guy. I never recognized how I was taking on and acting out my own, as well as my mother's deathbed feelings, and superimposing them onto my pets lives until this moment as I write. When I got up this morning I felt I couldn't go through with turning him over. Now, through the allowing of my tears to wash away my pain into these words, I've received the gift of seeing what caused this all to unfold this way.
Mr Squiggles hates being crated, and is crated at night as well as at varying times during the day when I work. His crate time gives my other dogs some free time to have the run of the house, but he deserves to be in an environment where he'll be the star, where he is top dog... Spoiled rotten even. Writing this makes me smile for the first time today. This is the point that I want to engrave in my heart and soul. He deserves a better life and I now willingly accept the responsibility of making sure he gets one. I place full faith and trust in God and my friend to provide him with his best home, with his best family. I do it for him, as well as myself. I know our connection is complete and forever, because love never dies and I know that! The biggest love for him is to let him move on to a new life, and the biggest love I can give to my two older dogs is to rehome Mr Squiggles so they can claim the attention and affection that's been lacking for them since he came to live with us. It's about loving them ALL enough to let him go. It's also about loving myself and my mother, being able to forgive her for "abandoning me". It's still sad though I have peace in knowing this was a reflection for me to heal and move through. Did you know that the definition of suffer means to "go through?" Well I believe we have all suffered through this and had a major breakthrough through the love of a little Dachshund named Mr Squiggles. Squiggy, Mommy (or Nana, to respect the original relationship) will always love you, and keep you in her heart forever. Until we meet again my boy.....
Copyright 2012 by Mercedes Calderon. All rights reserved. This material may be copied and distributed subject to inclusion of this copyright notice and my blog themysticnextdoor.blogspot.com
I believe and now know that my one year old Dachshund, Mr Squiggles' presence in my life at this time is here to show me something deep within me that is searingly painful. So painful, to the point of putting up with a situation that doesn't serve any one of us, most especially him. The emotion is one of ABANDONMENT, and my judgement of it. It has touched the wound of losing (being abandoned by) my mother at 17, but also how awful it must have been for her to know that she would leave the earth not knowing how or where her child's journey through life would unfold or end up. I believe this is at the core of my unspoken vow with my pets to never give them up for adoption into another family. A family which may be better equipped to serve them. My stance has been to declare, " I will be the mom that never leaves, that never abandons them!" I don't have a fear of loss, rather I have suffered a loss so deep and unprepared for, that the issue of abandonment has unknowingly had many lingering effects upon my life. This experience of letting Mr Squiggles go shows me how far this wound has impelled me to suffer to the point of taking on my mother's pain, in addition to my own. I have also transferred this pain onto my pets, regardless of what's in their best interests, up until today.
I have 3 dogs, 3 cats and currently live in a small home where the art of organization is a daily challenge. Mr Squiggles was bought by my daughter, and lived with them until my 3.5 yr old granddaughter almost made him fall down the spiral staircase! Needless to say for his own safety, it was decided that Mr Squiggles would be best served by being rehomed. Luckily, by a passionate animal lover client of mine, who is an angel to pets deserving of a new environment. At the last moment, just as I also sit here today, I decided to take him into my home, as I watched my daughter (having gone through a major unexpected death herself) mirror the pain of letting him go.
I took on the extra responsibility of taking Mr Squiggles, despite knowing full well how difficult this would be, and how it would have a negative impact on my already full house. He is the sweetest boy, but his very active and piercing vocalizations aka barking, have proven to be the straw that broke this camels back, the deal breaker!! I tried bark collars, giving him more attention and outdoor time, but nothing worked. So, much to my distress, I now sit here saying my goodbye to a little animal that was put on this earth to be loved unconditionally....not rehomed (judgement). Like I said before, a long time ago I made a vow to never give up a pet that I took responsibility for. I've had 6 dogs and 2 cats from the beginning to the last goodbye, and however painful those goodbyes have been, I knew they'd had the best life I could give them.
THIS IS SO DIFFERENT. This time I am saying a premature goodbye into an unknown future for my little guy. I never recognized how I was taking on and acting out my own, as well as my mother's deathbed feelings, and superimposing them onto my pets lives until this moment as I write. When I got up this morning I felt I couldn't go through with turning him over. Now, through the allowing of my tears to wash away my pain into these words, I've received the gift of seeing what caused this all to unfold this way.
Mr Squiggles hates being crated, and is crated at night as well as at varying times during the day when I work. His crate time gives my other dogs some free time to have the run of the house, but he deserves to be in an environment where he'll be the star, where he is top dog... Spoiled rotten even. Writing this makes me smile for the first time today. This is the point that I want to engrave in my heart and soul. He deserves a better life and I now willingly accept the responsibility of making sure he gets one. I place full faith and trust in God and my friend to provide him with his best home, with his best family. I do it for him, as well as myself. I know our connection is complete and forever, because love never dies and I know that! The biggest love for him is to let him move on to a new life, and the biggest love I can give to my two older dogs is to rehome Mr Squiggles so they can claim the attention and affection that's been lacking for them since he came to live with us. It's about loving them ALL enough to let him go. It's also about loving myself and my mother, being able to forgive her for "abandoning me". It's still sad though I have peace in knowing this was a reflection for me to heal and move through. Did you know that the definition of suffer means to "go through?" Well I believe we have all suffered through this and had a major breakthrough through the love of a little Dachshund named Mr Squiggles. Squiggy, Mommy (or Nana, to respect the original relationship) will always love you, and keep you in her heart forever. Until we meet again my boy.....
Copyright 2012 by Mercedes Calderon. All rights reserved. This material may be copied and distributed subject to inclusion of this copyright notice and my blog themysticnextdoor.blogspot.com
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