Write your journey. A chance to be a 1st-time author & a co-author with me happens by submitting Your memoir

Elephants Never Lie is a book series on the shadow (Elephant) that holds us back until we wake up to it and heal it. The 1st book is largely my personal memoir on the painful emotional journey that I called my life. I had to write that book to understand the emotional weights that I was carrying. I found these weights to be from early childhood, a disconnect from self-love, inherited emotions and past-lives. Dissolving this shadow freed me and changed my life in a most beautiful and profound manner.

The 2nd book in the series will be published by March 2021 and will contain a memoir of a bold, highly-intelligent, non-profit owner who grew up being told that she was stupid and incapable. Long into her adult life, after suffering repeated emotional and verbal abuse, as a continuation of the shadow from childhood, she discovered that she had a very high IQ, dissolved the shadow and profoundly changed her life and currently is helping others to do the same.

If you have never been an author; and yet, you have a story to tell, one of going from broken to bold, healing the shadow and emerging a spiritual warrior, please submit your story to me with the guidelines below.

  1. You must be willing to write 5 – 8 chapters (~25,000 – 55,000 words) of your memoir.
  2. Your writing does not have to be perfect, as it will be edited.
  3. You will start by submitting a 1-page synopsis of your story as a spiritual warrior to: Michelle@Creatingforward.com
  4. Each submission will be judged on story content, its power to positively affect people, and writing style.
  5. One submission will be chosen by June 21, 2020 for a book to be released in late 2021.

When We See Beauty, We Are Beauty [Part 1]

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She woke me mid-dream, while I was swallowed by the dark mist of despair over lost-love. Sara had just introduced herself in my dream. She had just showed me the secret to happiness.  Once I was awake and staring at her sitting silently at the foot of my bed, I received the keys to happiness into my conscious mind. 

Sara had graduated from the school that we call Earth long ago.  She awoke me to the understanding that Earth is not a school as so many say; and yet, is a chance to encompass more of our potential than what can be understood by the mind.  Sara no longer resides in the 3rd dimension Earth because she has already absorbed all of the beauty needed. Sara became light as a feather by absorbing the good and now resides in a higher dimensional plane of Earth to assist people who are searching for the beauty she calls forth in life. 

Sara embodies beauty because she chooses only the good. Good thoughts. Good choices for herself. Good choices for the all.  Worry, concern, pity and hopelessness are not words in her vocabulary.  Neither are the words ‘should’, ‘could’ or ‘maybe’ in her field of thoughts. Instead, Sara glides through a field of violets. Violets are the field of her perception; and therefore, is her experience.

Everything she views, she perceives from a higher mind. Every perception she chooses is in the knowing that everything we need was given to us already, and is being born through us. Therefore, she does not impose a will separate to that knowing; and therefore, everything she acquires is born through her by the knowing that it is already there. She took control of her perceptions long ago and appeared to me to acknowledge that it was time for me to do the same. We are in control of our perceptions and through our highest perceptions the best of all worlds are born.

This single shift in consciousness freed me. This single shift lifted me and brought to me more beauty, love, opportunity and bounty than I had previously perceived.  Beauty is a state of consciousness that frees us to live in a perpetual state of bliss and abundance. When we see beauty, we are beauty.

The Embodiment of Love

We are each on a journey to become the embodiment of love. It is a state-of-being in which people live in a dimension higher than ours. Imagine that this is our Heaven. Imagine that we are learning how to become this ‘Heaven’ through our earthly journeys. Imagine that this Heaven resides within and that every challenge we have is to remind us of this space and place. You have this Wisdom within you, this ability to be the Heaven that you wish to be. Let me guide you there as I explain my out-of-body experience to one beautiful corner of Heaven.

In a traumatic situation I left my body and traveled across space and time to see not only a piece of Heaven, but to witness our natural state. In our natural state the body and soul are one. We have forgotten this key element that heals all wounds.

When we are ‘in love’ we often describe a euphoria. I had a friend fall in-love on a cruise ship whose passengers were befallen with food poisoning. When the cruise ship made its early arrival back to shore, she was told that her and her boyfriend were one of the very few that did not get food poisoning. This ‘miracle’ or ‘coincidence’ or ‘luck’ was due to her being ‘in love.’

When we feel completely safe, we unknowingly allow the complete presence of our souls into our bodies. Unknowingly, we are overwhelmed with the connection to Source. We call this Love. We look at the other person and give descriptions to their looks or their kindness or their sense of humor; and yet, it is the feeling that matters and it is this feeling we want to hold onto.

We hold onto this feeling by keeping our soul present and we usually choose this state because we feel safe. As soon as we judge something that this other person has done to be unsafe, we unknowingly disconnect parts of our soul from our lives. This disconnection allows every type of disruption imaginable, including illness. I would guess that many people reading this have experienced a sickness simultaneous to a relationship break-up.

So, we experience a little bit of Heaven by falling in Love and we experience a little bit of hell by escaping from the essence of our being. It’s easy to blame the other person, but it is our only job in life to become the embodiment of Love. You’ve probably heard this exact notion as “Know Thyself.”

I attained infinite amounts of Wisdom when I witnessed those beings as already the embodiment of Love. One of the key understandings is how important each person is. You are extremely important to the Universe and to Heaven. I am speaking to your soul, the one that you often keep separate from your human-self out of fear. It’s not your fault. We’ve been handed lifetimes of consciousness of fear that have played out as every type of trauma that could happen to humanity. We are simply still tapping into it; and unknowingly, are still keeping ourselves apart from the one essence that heals all wounds.

Fill your heart with your soul. Be present. You are so very important as a part of the awakening and the balancing of this planet, and even Universe, that you are on a journey to become the embodiment of Love. Do not give yourself away.

There is a myriad of understandings and wisdom-teachings within this one principle. They touch much more than relationships and wellness. They touch mental and emotional health. They touch dealing with trauma and accepting each other and so much more.

I will blog more about this essence of healing and the details you can read in my upcoming 2020 books, The Creating Forward Series.


A nail in my tire. Leaking fluid around the engine. A home insurance bill that I forgot to pay; and therefore, my insurance had been cancelled. Not one ounce of me wanted to deal with these things. I had writing to do. I had to work. Make money. It was a dreaded day, a day that that led me to my own repairs.

First the nail. Driving to the tire shop I asked the Universe for support because my work, my writing had been going very slow. How will I ever make money when I’m moving at a turtle’s pace and having to deal with car troubles?

After 20 minutes of reading in the cold, stained chair of the tire-shop the lobby, the woman across from me spoke. She looked up from her knitting and called out to me, the unknown woman across from her. She said, “when you are starting out on a big project, you must go slow because any mistakes that you could make in a rush will go along with your entire project.” Of course, she was speaking of her knitting; yet, she was speaking to me.

After getting this message from the supportive Universe and after getting my tire fixed for free, since it was still under warranty, I headed to the insurance lady, with a drive ahead of me of about 28 miles with a climb of about 3000 feet.

The air was crisp and clean and the views spectacular. And, as usual, when I reached Flagstaff I turned left instead of going straight. Yet this time I kept driving, thinking that I’d eventually happen upon the insurance lady’s home. I got very off-track, at least that was my thought. I drove virgin ground to me. Nothing looked familiar, so I had to turn around. I took the chance at the 1st parking lot and lo and behold, it was a newspaper parking lot.

I had not reached out to any news agencies since publishing my first book. Three of my books laid on the back seat of my car, all intended to be placed in the mail to friends who had supported me during my journey to authorship. Could they have truly been intended for someone else? This thought carried in with me as I spoke to an editor. He took my book for review. The next thought that came to me was, “the next person who inquires about your book gets one of those books remaining in the back seat.”

I got hungry. I had to find my way back into town and forget the Insurance lady for awhile. Again, all turned around, I drove by a mechanic’s shop that I knew I couldn’t ignore due to the oil I believed may be leaking from my car. Their schedule was full, with no way of getting an appointment for my car. They gave me options, very pricey options. I replied, “I’m a newly published author. I don’t make the kind of money yet for those kind of repairs.” A lady waiting in the lobby spoke up. “I love books. What kind of books do you write?” So, you know where the 2nd of three books landed.

The manager of that mechanic shop was kind enough to spend 20 minutes with my car out in the parking lot. He had multiple flashlights, mirrors, sticks with mirrors and devices that I can’t describe. The leak was minor, nothing that needed to get fixed quickly. He and the shop refused to take any money from me.

I finally got the food I had been craving. I was in a better place to know how to get to the lady’s house. I almost passed it and slammed on my brakes. Several cars pounded their horns at me. But, I made it.

Once inside, and surrounded by her mounds of paperwork, the work of getting my home insurance renewed was painstakingly long. So I tried to make lots of conversation about the pictures on her desk and about any pets that she might have and about the brutal wind outside, speaking of the brutal cold pushing to creep in next.

She explained that she has much on her plate and insurance is only one of her jobs. She said she helps adult victims of childhood abuse. She said she helps people with low self-esteem, especially those who had been littered with bullets of fear in their childhoods. I tell her about my book and her head perks up from the computer. Her hands stop moving and her eyes turn toward me for the first time. “I’d love to use that book to help some of my people.”

Driving home with a bare back-seat, I make a quick swing into one of my favorite grocery stores. A thought arises that perhaps I should call a friend from back in Ohio who had attempted to call me while getting my first supportive message from the Universe that morning in the tire-shop. But, I couldn’t get out of my car to call because a lady stood against my car with her shopping cart. She’s on her phone. She turns to face me. She looks identical to my friend I’m thinking about calling. She even dawns an identical haircut. Once she has given me this unknown message and retreats, I call my friend. I shop. We laugh. She supports me and my book, completely.

I turn the wrong way leaving the grocery store parking lot. I notice a Barnes & Nobles bookstore. I quickly turn, hearing more honking horns. I don’t have a book to show the manager but he is able to pull it up in his system. And like that, my first book-signing is scheduled.

With such a supportive Universe around me, I couldn’t just rush back down the canyon and rush back home. I go to one of the most beautiful look-out points in America and just sit. I breathe in Mother Nature. I offer to take photos of couples. I meditate until the sun is about to set.

And passed by me was a day that I had dreaded. I forgot. I was completely at peace. I received the messages and the opportunities that the Universe provided from my asking. Every break-down is a chance for a repair. A repair of consciousness.