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ImaginAction in Mindfulness

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Experience ImaginAction and ImaginAction 2.0 ~ The Unplugged Sessions in action in your Mindfulness Meditation. Simply gaze into one of the 78 eSpa Ablution Pools and breathe. I’m honored at this heartfelt accolade. Esther S. expressed:

Dear Jordan,

it was almost instant. All the anxiety blew away as I gazed, immersed in the image. I forgot to pick up my cards. I even forgot the question on the page. It was the most wonderful meditation session I’ve had in quite a while. And, when I did get back to the question later, when I did pick up the cards, the flow of the reading was SO me I felt so washed. Yes to Ablution Pools! I truly did discover Inner Inheritances. Even some things I was uncomfortable with about myself began to present themselves as allies. Each patiently brought a treasured message of self-wisdom from their experience of being trunked in the pain of my trauma. I was almost in disbelief. What was at once uncomfortable, and that I sidestepped at every turn… it was released in minutes. Unbound! My whole life up to that point became my toolbox, completely, unapologetically, and without shame anymore. Oh YES I received the messages I already had within, and then the body tingles, and then they re-integrated. I’ve never had healing be so simple and fun just like a great swim. Thank you.Wholehearted thanks for creating ImaginAction. Now I use it for Mindfulness Meditation, Tarot, and sometimes just to clear the air of my troubles. So Simple. So refreshing. I’m being healed by beauty, growing exquisitely. And now there’s ImaginAction 2.0? The world is a better place for me now.

~ Esther S

P.S. I forgot to mention how blown away I was when I first opened the pdf downloadeds. Really Jordan. ImaginAction is 103 pages, and 2.0 is 98 pages. All for the price of a coffee? Just wow! And, I loved being able to download 3 copies of each, 1 for myself, 2 to share with friends. What a grand suggestion. That also sparked something new in me. I love coffee, so for the price of a coffee I took care of myself 1st. 1 on my phone, 1 on my tablet, 1 on my laptop. It’s like I have digital fluorite for calm clarity and persepctive in my pocket wherever I go now. Like I said, I love coffee, so I bought two sets. I have those 3 copies parked to pay forward to people when the moment strikes. I love this serendipity stuff of yours. It’s no pie in the sky. Get a fork! I may just keep buying a set here and there, so I’m always prepared, stocked with such a wonderful gift to brighten someone’s life. ImaginAction is such a feat. I don’t know how you came up with all those depthful sanctuaries of questions. But, you did, and here they are. 🙂 You’re the best. Thank you.

~ Esther S.

Also, use ImaginAction or ImaginAction 2.0

Also, use ImaginAction or ImaginAction 2.0 for Tarot & Divination like Karen Sealey at The Pure and Blessed Way ~ Riding the cusp between imagination and reality

See ImaginAction in Action!

ImaginAction

ImaginAction is now wonderfully out there in the world. The foundations placed and built under that dream were accomplished with the help of 438 rockin’ people out there with the original ImaginAction! And, who knew? ImaginAction has a fraternal twin… ImaginAction 2.0 ~ The Unplugged Sessions.

ImaginAction 2.0

~ The Unplugged Sessions ~

is Also Now Available!

Drive Your Inner Solar System With Mindfulness

Solar System & DNA

With ImaginAction 2.0

~ The Unplugged Sessions! ~

What’s different? Excellent question. The original ImaginAction throws you literally hundreds of bones for self-development and to actionably increase your effectiveness to implement your goals and dreams. Those bones are in the form of evocative questions asked in the context of lush immersion pools of artwork, sacred and alive places to nest your dreams, to grow them to fruition.

ImaginAction 2.0 ~ The Unplugged Sessions is literally that. Unplugged, like a band doing a heart-tingling bad-ass acoustic version of one of their great songs. Not rough and raw and unrefined. Full-on heartfelt and gripping. Magnetic. ImaginAction 2.0 is ImaginAction stripped down to only the heart of the matter… Heck, an early McClaren was still a McClaren. Why have a dash when you can just put on a helmet and feel the high octane fun of the foot into the floor?

ImaginAction 2.0 is basically an eSpa all to yourself with ablution pools to dive into and immerse yourself, your ideas. Only 2 things are required. You, and the Immersion Pools eSpa of 66 full-color saturated places of inspiration that ImaginAction provides you. You wanna soak up some goodness?

There are no questions in v2.0, just pure eSpa pools + a fun Intro Adventure Story and some other percs on the way to the eSpa… well, there is 1 question… though only one… and then ALL 66 Constructing the Center immersive ablution pools to dial into and amplify your creativity and imagination and the effectiveness of YOU. Help yourself invest in your goals and dreams to build even more value as you bring them into the real.

ImaginAction 2.0 ~ The Unplugged Sessions

Thank You

for Investing a Coffee in Yourself!,

$3.75 USD: ImaginAction 2.0. — 98-pg pdf. 66 in full color

$3.90 USD: ImaginAction — 103-pg pdf. 78 in full color

ImaginAction

No Cards Required Other Than You

Excellent for:

Mindfulness Meditation

Tarot and Oracles and Divination

Anxiety Relief

Finding Your Perspective, Your Life Your Way

Invest in yourself. I hear it lasts a lifetime.

Warren Buffett

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Dead-heading Pansies of Self

I Culled Myself and Woke Up and Called Out

Death is the Mother of memory, the organic fertilizer that nourishes dreams, ideas, intuitions, imagination. 

What message do I have for myself from this experience?

Feel it. Hear it inside. GIve its resonance space to expand until it settles. Now, say it.

Keep it.

Pansies Are…

Dead-head your pansies in your garden, or pots, or urns, or wherever you have them. It’s a verdant gesture to keep them thriving and vibrant. There’s so much cool color when you do. So much cool color ALL the time. Dead-head the flowers as they start to wilt and drop them to the base of the plant. Death will then be the Master Gardener to nourish. Death, the mother of memory, will fertilize future flowers’ dreams. Dead-head, and that energy can go into the soil, and the energy that was going to that flower will strengthen the remaining full flowers and new growth.

patience, respect, renewal, resurrection, feeling unseen seeds cracking underground

Pansies Are Delicate, Though…

Pansies are delicate, though they are hardy. Pansies in the garden are no weaklings. Pansies are SO not pansies. Trauma works like pansies to a degree…

Perspective

So many times after an intense experiences passes, I feel there is a tendency to say, Phhuuuuueeewww. Glad that’s over. Run away! Like Monty Python. Run away! Run away! 

Is it. Is it over? Is the experience really over? Or, is The End really Just The Next Beginning? Or, is the over simply that we escaped with our life? Or, escaped to be emancipated with more life, more of ourself revealed, now more evidently present?

Maybe, instead of Glad that’s over, somewhere along the line I’ve learned to dwell IN the experience while it was still fresh just afterwards, and then not have to dwell on it as some nebulous unresolved why-dafuq-do-I-get-triggered-that-way by who knows what that reminds me subtly enough that I don’t groc it until too late, for years to come.

Feel into trauma and experience wise in time or just after. Own it. Listen to its message. Allow it to integrate itSelf on its own terms. Continue WITH it as a new asset. Feel your empathy tuned up a notch in so doing. Respect and resonate in powerful witness with the trauma messenger inside. Be grateful to the person who triggered you BEFORE you act out driven by the trauma and not the totality of what you were the moment before. Express, Thank you for digging just there. I need to breathe and feel into that. ANd, if they are a solid friend comfortable in their own skin, they’ll understand, maybe even silently stay with you for the short vigil while you acclimate to the trauma re-surfacing, powerfully and respectfully and grateful listen to it in all its ferocity and candor and quiet subtleties.

Once your trauma has re-acclimated to you as well — its birth to peel off from you to protect you and bleed off overload in the system and become a disconnected Part and be buried deep inside may Be the last time it saw you — get re-acquainted, and do so allowing the Part to lead. Don’t poison it with any words or expectations or presumptive putting words in its mouth. Allow it to speak, and do so on its own time rather than yours. The 1st session with a Part may simply be an awareness of one another session. Each encounter is different. It may leave and come back to check in later. Minutes. Days. Years. Simply reserve a place At your table for it when it presents each time.

Amending The Soil

It feels like fingers in black earth while amending the soil in the garden. If, just for a moment, I honor myself enough to be silent and still, not frozen, not in shock, silent and still, when I feel into the intense experience after I have washed up on the shore on the other side after the storm I’ve experienced has broken, I can feel-discern with a fresh clarity of vision in a new perspective framed by the experience before it evaporates. And, it informs me. It gifts me the message of my experience while it’s still fresh, instead of disappearing inside to become a trigger where the trauma is always kept fresh.

Reflections (c) 2009 Jordan Hoggard

Still near it, fresh and wet behind the ears from my birth from The experience, before it’s truly past trauma, still focused by it and immersed in it rather than by me, a bit still hanging toes in the unconscious semi-liminal, it or I may gift myself a message from the experience before I fully step back over the trauma prison of Inner Beyond to here. Psychologists have plenty of titles for this. That’s cool. Creativity is not a diagnosis or a malady or a disorder. The only titles that matter to me are Tarot Reader and Author, Astrology Reader and Author (by Blog), Artist, Poet, Writer, Alchemist, Architect, someone who is Alive. Bold. Courageous. Caring. Empathic without being mushy… unless of course we have our toes in the mud… to grow a Lotus from the mud in joyous and as-if-without-thought-or will sandbox garden.

Fearlessness doesn’t apply here. I have plenty of fears. I simply don’t let anxiety kidnap them and torture and distort them into making me afraid. Guess that helps get off the mountain when those torrentially experiential storms come in rain-singing, Nature’ll kill ya. Keep breathing, and you’re still alive so you’re still a problem. Keep breathing. Nature’ll kill ya. Nature’ll kill ya. And, Nature will make you stronger when you relive yourself of the excess, when you deadhead the pansies in the Soul Garden so they keep thriving more and more strongly towards perennial naturalization each year.

I’d stay in that place as long as it took, not running for dear life to get as far away as possible, certainly not frozen, quite the contrary. Not fight or flight or freeze. Aware. Still. Focused. Patience is not docile or omissive. Patience is concentrated strength.

I in-dwell in the feelingsense home of the space, of the place, of my recent, intense experience. Sometimes 5 seconds. Sometimes an hour. Sometimes decades cycling around through its paces throughout my psyche. No deadline, no expectation. I simply make serendipitous stumbles in meditative momentS moving forward in a powerful and respectful witness of what just occurred. I don’t waste trouble.

And, I do that until I’ve psychic-gold-panned past the experience’s rough geode exterior to see beyond the rawness in the moment to the refined, potent message. I see into to the colorfully kaleidoscopic, living crystal, juicy gemstone, geode interior. And, the message comes as my head begins nodding. Almost without fail. Almost without fail is an acceptable risk to me.

I’ve had historical friends for as long as I can remember. Sometimes they are spectators, sometimes assistants, sometimes colleagues, and sometimes I’m the spectator when I Engage in process towards the message with something like: What would my friend Fred do?; How would my friend Bill B handle this?; What does CG‘s ‘Red Book’ have to offer?

How Do You Keep It?

Who Are Your Historical Friends?

How Can They Help You Today?

How do I keep it? I keep it with an open palm up to the sky where it would nestle in my hand. No closing my hand and holding tight white knuckling to possess it. That suffocates things. Embrace it. Embrace the person or thing as a talisman, a talisman of THEMself on their terms. No need to digress into Psychological Projection or Projective Identity. Those two are the horseshit born of not owning your own stuff.

How do I embrace and meet up with inner, geode messages?

Open handed, reciprocal figure to ground touch, the Both/And touch of the Yin-Yang, the apogee master violin bow single-stroke bindus connecting inhale and exhale, forming breath as prayer. That’s how I embrace and meet up with these inner, geode messages.

Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it. ~ James Lane Allen

Be there. Be present. The present is perpetual.

Boundaries that create separation simply induce self-imposed anxiety. Boundaries that establish identity and distinctions can dance and immerse in one another without dissolution. I love swimming. I love swimming immersed with another and their uncut intensities even more. Fun stuff.

Then, if you‘re still alive, keep it.

And, saturation needn’t be drowning in the distress of a situation. Like a high performance, high speed, X-rated radial tire — rated for speeds over 134 mph, it’s on you to take responsibility for how far you take it above that… they’re not concerned about a court case at that level above 200 mph as that’s on you top make sure — you and your tires are filled up to 33 psi for stability, and maybe dropped to 32psi for added grip in the turns in the cold? Yes. Vrooom, shift n corner, baby! Shift n corner TOGETHER!

Message Gifts Kept

From your experiences, what gems of messages have you mined to keep?

They are yours, I respect that, and ask that you do as well. No need to comment them here. Please comment only IFF if and only if you care to and are full-on comfortable to share them. Otherwise, they are yours to tune your Soul’s liquid silence with the resonant chords of you and nurture the healthy boundaries of the Royal Castle Around You forming you as Presence As Architecture, or whatever you decide you do with… (Hey presumption, get the effa outa here and know when to shut dafuq up)

May I suggest that Your Presence Is Architecture, Presence As Architecture. Keep it. Upkeep it. Nourish its powerful limits and boundaries. Fly as high as your roots go deep. Swim as deep And infinitely as your dreams expand within.

How do you dead-head the pansies of trauma to nourish yourself by respectfully integrating them?

Experience

What Have You Mined, and Kept?

Thanks for You, as only you can be, visiting here today in the perpetual present.

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Blog (c) 2020 Jordan Hoggard

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