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  • David Ault
    into our lives To the degree is the pot of gold the mother lode the treasure that each of us as human beings have been searching for since the day we consciously chose to incarnate into this earthly body It feels comparative to searching the world climbing mountains to sit at the feet of gurus and holy men only to discover that the answer has simply resided in our own backyard For me it is the most basic and concise way of explaining spiritual law cause and effect how thoughts create our conditions that one can find For example to the degree that I choose to hug my troubles i e continually talking about the ills of the world blaming politicians doctors family or partners for why I am in an undesirable situation is the degree in which more troubles will continue to partner with me in a never ending dance of futility On the positive side to the degree that I choose to believe that everything is working in my favor is the degree in which everything in my life will shine with an undeniable luster Half hearted beliefs equal half hearted results Total embodiment of success equals total successful demonstrations Knowing that it works either way according to our choosing why not immediately adopt the following as a personal creed and let the undeniable beauty of life begin To the degree that I believe that only love is real and that it surrounds and cradles me is the degree in which that love will surface and make its way into all of my experiences As I return to an attitude of knowing that this love is always available then love will be my constant companion To the degree that I believe that my immediate world and global world are inherently safe and welcoming is the degree in which that safety and welcoming will roll its welcome mat out for me to travel on As I focus on this sense of safety and comfort then the embodiment that all is well truly does play itself out in my life regardless of what else may be happening in the outside world To the degree that I believe that there is a power for good and that I may access it at any time is the degree in which that power for good will rise and shine over all my affairs and produce sustaining harmony As I introduce myself to good then good instantly becomes my life s companion To the degree that I believe that wellness and optimum health are possible is the degree in which wellness will demonstrate within my physical body As I return to the knowing that there is no order of difficulty in miracles then miracles in my physical body become an ordinary occurrence To the degree that I believe that the economy will be stable and thriving is the degree in which all of my economic activities will be on a perpetual upswing As I

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  • David Ault
    said I didn t hope for it None came and once again the little boy inside felt unacknowledged I felt she didn t want my coffee The brilliant measure of growth comes when I can personally voice this authentically let it go and return my focus towards the thousands out there who faithfully ask for my coffee year after year What a shame it would be to miss out on a sea of acknowledgment just because one tiny tributary changed course Truthfully I ve struggled with but grown to love her for the role she plays for every time I return to her for any source of acknowledgment I am reminded that lasting validation comes from within Years ago I heard the analogy of the train in the station I m standing on the platform my voice hoarse from yelling at the conductor to please open the doors He keeps looking right at me calling all aboard through cupped hands Others seem to be boarding without any impairment What s my problem Desperately I run to the connecting windows and try to force them open with my bare hands but they simply will not budge I am exhausted I give up I wave my hand in the air in white flag surrender and the conductor and his train take their leave Once the station is empty I hear the faint rumblings of another train Soon it glides into the station with little effort and the doors open I suddenly realize Oh my God THIS is my train my real train Without effort I saunter on board take a seat in the pristine environment relax and breathe Hmmmm makes you wonder huh How long will we continue with the insistent efforting that certain relationships certain jobs certain homes certain organizations certain habits must be our train What if we began to deeply consider and subsequently entertain the idea that life doesn t have to be that hard What if we signal to the conductor of these hardships to go on without us and allow them to move away creating an open and receptive station for a healthier more joyous train to enter into the our life s station Charismatic minister T D Jakes once gave this rousing sermon to his Dallas congregation There are people who can walk away from you And hear me when I tell you this When people can walk away from you let them walk I don t want you to try to talk another person into staying with you loving you calling you caring about you coming to see you staying attached to you I mean hang up the phone When people can walk away from you let them walk Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left 1 John 2 19 reads They came out from us that it might be made manifest that they were not for us For had they been of us no doubt they would have continued with us People

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  • David Ault
    as follows I pledge allegiance to breaking the self imposed barriers of my humanness I recognize that my time on this planet is precious and limited Every day is a canvas on which I can create Everyday is an opportunity for me to move in the direction of the dreams and the expanded vision I feel inside By setting aside petty grievances past mistakes righteous anger and my broken story I pledge to move forward and embrace the experience of freedom right here and right now I pledge allegiance to the expression of my spiritual honesty I fully own the fact that my presence here in this body and on this earth is a celebration of uniqueness and importance Creation makes no mistakes I am a creation of life of a higher power of perfection My reason for being here matters in the grand divine plan I must be honest with my contract of life and walk the path of my destiny with conviction purpose and grace I pledge allegiance to the quiet soldier within I understand that the championing spirit that is already cellularly alive inside of me that was already in place at the time of my birth waits patiently for my current belief about myself to join it in its knowing I march forward towards a history of my own making wisely lovingly choosing the means by which I spread my beliefs and convictions I never make others wrong for their chosen path for I recognize the innumerable roads that lead to the One I pledge allegiance to a partnership with divinity I choose to see others and myself from eyes that already view the wholeness and perfection within I do not entertain our past damage or encourage us to identify with it for I trust that a grander calling card has been printed for us to distribute in promoting our lives I champion all of us to celebrate what is working rather than what isn t I pledge allegiance to wise discernment knowing when to speak and when to remain quiet knowing when to comfort and when to leave alone knowing when to intervene and when to avoid rescuing and interfering I pledge allegiance to people and projects of substance I cannot travel this road alone If there is anything we as a species need it is each other I actively choose to support those whose work I believe in with my time talent and treasure I joyously give to those whose intention and purpose is for self empowerment and the awakening of humanity to its personal magnificence I rally to make others aware of such light bearers and do what I can to support them in furthering their vision I pledge allegiance to the freedom from comparison I once and for all lay down my wearisome stale beliefs of unworthiness and not being good enough I know that my past does not define who I am I am forever evolving growing and learning I recognize

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  • David Ault
    an unseasonable gift from Santa or an answer to the earnest pleading prayers that I fashioned from watching grown ups in church Please God just a dog four legs fur and a wagging tail went my childlike version We re going for a drive my dad said earlier ushering me to crawl into the car and get settled in my familiar rear seat I thought nothing of the marshy scenery or unfamiliar route It was just me my dad and this glorious new gift on an uncharacteristic adventure My daydreaming subsided as the car rolled to a gentle stop With the motor still running Dad stepped out from behind the wheel approached the rear of the car and opened the hatch Son let me have the dog he said softly Not questioning I ushered my new friend to go to my dad Taking him in his arms he carefully closed the hatch door of the station wagon Walking approximately 25 yards behind where we stopped he set the dog down in the middle of the road jogged back and quickly jumped behind the wheel putting the car in drive and slamming his foot down on the accelerator Sitting in that bumper seat my view was painfully and panoramically clear With what seemed like canine intuition the dog knew it had captured my heart and determined to keep it that way by running towards us as fast as his legs would carry him But because of Dad s unrelenting momentum his efforts failed and my view of the dog shrank to nothing more than a small speck off in the dust soaked distance We can t afford to keep him son he offered as consolation But even the gentle quiet explanation felt sorrowfully hollow Don t worry though there are plenty of farms around here He ll find a good home My heart seemed to explode like the boiled eggs my older brothers stuffed with leftover firecrackers As much as I wanted to cry I knew better and did my best to not make a scene Even at five years of age I understood that times were hard because both parents repeated that phrase like a religious mantra Buying food for a dog let only paying for vet bills was out of the question The dog was an unnecessary burden At some point soon after I remember rationalizing that I too could be considered an unnecessary burden I too could be driven to a marshy back road and possibly let out and forced to fend for my own Although in reality that was far from true it was a self imposed barrier established in my psyche that would invariably color my relations choices and actions for many years following We all in some way or another have felt the pain of abandonment and loss Family members die or leave ties are severed with play mates through relocation We become attached to teachers only to have to move on and start the

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  • David Ault
    and recuperating from the death of her mother What are you talking about John had asked her Have I not been there for you through this process and supported you as much as you allowed Have I not been there for your son my godson so that either of you wouldn t have to feel as though you were experiencing this alone But John said she wasn t able or willing to hear it She flatly told him that she thought he was being a show off and that she simply could not be around him anymore I know John He is generous and kind and thoughtful Nothing about him breeds arrogance With suddenly saddened eyes he said to me Can you believe it 20 years and then bye done that s it I guess sometimes if you live your dream it will piss people off if they re not living theirs You can quote me on that So I have What a brilliant but sobering example of how we sometimes view others successes Are we genuinely happy when another be they stranger acquaintance or friend does well achieves big wins If not then how can we ever expect to invite into our experience the same thing Spiritual law dictates that what we focus on we get more of If we focus on what we don t have or focus on the idea of competition then without fail we will produce more experiences of not having and see greater examples of others doing what we wished we could do If we focus on the absurdity that there isn t enough to go around then voila that s the exact experience that will cross our daily doorstep All demonstrations take place within ourselves There comes a point when we realize that unless we mentally encompass the idea of what we profess to want embody the possibility of its delivery within our personal experience then it simply isn t going to happen All of the wishing and hoping won t ever bring it into realization if we don t first know it if we don t provide that already having received attitude John knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he would have such a home He planned for it invested collected items for it long before it materialized His faith was unwavering At the same time he celebrated the successes of all his friends never faultering in his own knowing that the same was going to happen for him Rather than be jealous of their wins he let himself be inspired Metaphysician and author Ernest Holmes encouraged us in Creative Mind and Success to Imagine yourself to be what you want to be See only that which you desire refuse even to think of the other Stick to it Never doubt Say many times a day I am that thing Realize what this means It means that the great Universal power of Mind is that and it cannot fail That

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  • David Ault
    down the dusty street Something in my heart cracks open and I wonder how many of these children there must be With 14 others along I am facilitating another annual trip to various sacred sites Our visits throughout Thailand have been nothing short of spectacular yet it was this portion of the trip Cambodia that I personally anticipated the most Guided by conversations from several spiritually intuitive people over a year before I was told that Cambodia and its children would play an integral part in my life What that looked like I did not know But with unflinching internal urging I decide to follow up on that guidance and facilitate this Southeast Asia adventure Our guide for this portion of our fourteen day journey is Sokhem a 24 year old native Cambodian supporting two brothers and a sister on his own while putting himself through University on the wages he makes in the expanding tour guide industry He is a marvel in Buddhist and Hindu culture and we are all captivated by the detail in which he relays the history of these indescribable temples Angkor Wat is everything and more that history books and pictures claim it to be and yet it is some of the smaller temples such as Ta Prohn with its magnificent Banyan tree roots woven among stone that leave all in our group speechless with wonder But with each hour we are there I cannot help but feel the pull to explore what the connection to the children might be What can we do Even with limited time I know that there must be some obvious need that we as a group can fulfill At the end of our first day I pull Sokhem aside and tell him what is in my heart He immediately speaks of the villagers along the Tonle Sap River just north of the city The Tonle Sap swells with the rainy season sending everyone along its banks to find higher ground Once that cycle of nature is over and the waters recede the villagers return constructing makeshift huts and shelter in hopes of finding sustenance from the fish that populate the polluted waters Sokhem tells how the children of these wandering villagers are perhaps the most affected by the countries current inability to provide jobs food and medical support many of them malnourished their bellies swollen and distended from ringworm Something in my heart shouts to my mind Go The next day I tell the group about the river children and everyone agrees that we must do whatever we can to lend our support during our brief stay We pool our money and buy out two entire markets worth of food loading our vans with cases of bananas noodles tamarind milk and other non perishable items Sokhem sends a messenger ahead to the matriarch of the village giving her advanced notice of our arrival She will hopefully contain the children in a common area and prevent a chaotic grabbing frenzy

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  • David Ault
    mother mentioned and drove as slowly as traffic would permit peering down the side streets for any signs of this man that felt like a complete stranger I circled back parked the car and got out I glanced between buildings and finally down an alleyway I saw him Bundled up in a coat and sitting with his back against a brick wall was my brother Doug it s David I called out Upon seeing me he started to stand The once tall larger than life figure seemed hunched over his skin was leathery and burnt his right hand clutching an over stuffed suitcase He started to cry His voice drenched with remorse let go a stream of apologies that flooded from his lips It s OK I said We ll figure something out Truth be told I hadn t a clue as to where to begin Every phone call to local substance abuse facilities turned up futile No one had a free bed Every recommendation from one only led to the same story no room I was resigned to the fact that I wasn t going anywhere until I found a place for him to detox Maybe I could just leave him at my place go do the conference and come right back Are you nuts the internal voices warned He s admitted taking combinations of 25 to 30 muscle relaxants amphetamines a day Who knows what else Do you realize what he ll do to your place when he needs more My anger and resentment began to rise Here I was placed with an opportunity to practice love and compassion towards a blood brother no less and I resented being put in this position I hated what he had done to himself I hated the way he had cheated my mom out of money hurt his children Then as if resurrecting some ancient transferable child like fear I wondered what he might do to me if his need for a fix became too strong Finally a local facility recommended the Salvation Army in the skid row section of downtown The drill was you had to line up at 6 30 AM and go through an intake If there was a bed you were allowed to stay there for 21 days That would buy me some time till another bed opened I made the call to cancel my trip I didn t sleep a wink that night Just knowing he was out there in the living room on the couch kept me on pins and needles The next morning freshly showered and with enough belongings and toiletries to get him situated we drove towards downtown When and why do we make such decisive turns in our human dramas that we could experience the pinnacle of record breaking success to sleeping in alley ways off Sunset Blvd I wondered There seemed to be no answer It was brisk that morning and my hands were shoved in my pockets for warmth I

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  • David Ault
    this physical world only an internal one The kind of adventure that shouts I choose to live fully If not then I resolve to be and do better in seeking adventure Did I seek wellness this year real wellness The kind of wellness that requires me to be fully conscious of what I put in my body the kind of wellness that requires me to practice what I preach when it comes to self love while understanding that the power to dissolve poor habits starts by simply choosing to change Wellness that says This is the only body you1ve got Treat me with respect praise me daily and honor me as the holy temple that I am If not then I resolve to be and do better in allowing wellness in my life Did I play this year really play The kind of play that gives value to the heavenly activity of fun knowing that fun is sacred that play is the equivalent of work and that during play renewal and relaxation usher in the newest ideas and the clearest choices for better manifestations Did I view play as a necessary life function and not a debatable luxury If not then I resolve to be and do better in my relationship to playing Did I set a goal and see it to completion this year really complete it The kind of completion that lets the vibration of satisfaction and confidence in my abilities heal any opposing ideas of not being good enough Did I honor my life and its sacred purpose by utilizing my time with forward thinking and letting my mistakes be motivators not antagonists Did I dissolve my insecurities and procrastination by understanding that my untapped genius has but one mode of expression and that is through idea thought word and action If not then I resolve to be and do better in setting and completing my goals Did I open myself up to learn this year really learn The kind of learning that entices me to enroll in being a student of life with thirst and enthusiasm Did I set an intention for uncovering more of my potential letting divine intellect eat from my plate and stepping deeper into the waters of wisdom Did I open a book take a class study a language learn an instrument write a poem visit another culture Did I learn to surprise and thrill myself with the infinite capacity I have to master more than I thought I could If not then I resolve to be and do better on my personal path of learning Did I clean up my relationships this year really clean them up The kind of cleaning that requires me to break open the lock pull back the curtain throw open the window and start removing the dust of harsh words grudges false accusations and misguided choices that have layered my heart Did I make amends for the fearful ways that disheartened another for neglecting to honor

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