Creating a New Normal by Roselle Weinberger


Our entire lives we are creating a new normal. There are always changes in our lives that we have to navigate. As we go from childhood to adulthood all sorts of changes take place in our lives. We go off to school, get a job, get married and sometimes have children. Usually we have help from family during these times, someone to help us through.

This time creating a new normal is different. I never anticipated my husband getting sick and dying. I envisioned our life together going on forever. We never had any set plan for the future. We took things as they came. We worked together to provide a good life for our children. We did what we needed to do to see that they received a college education, helped plan weddings and welcome beautiful grandchildren into the world - all the time providing unconditional love and support.

My husband did get sick and die. It was a short, painful illness. From diagnosis to death only took 104 days ending 53 years, 3 months and 8 days of marriage. His death was anticipated, but what wasn’t anticipated was what it would mean to me. We had always done everything together and now I was left without that support, protection and love. For the first I had to make decisions and choices on my own. My children and grandchildren were with me giving love and support but it wasn’t the same. Nothing will ever be the same again.

After his burial and all the family had returned to their lives, I was alone. For the first time in my life I was living alone. The silence in the house was overwhelming. There was no familiar snoring, no slight movement on the other side of the bed or a warm touch within arm’s reach. Since there was no one in bed but me, there was no longer “sides.” I now sleep in the middle of the king size bed so that I’m not tempted to reach out for that warmth to be reassured that all is ok.

My husband was everything to me. Words can’t describe the feelings/emotions wrapped up in my love for him. Death did not diminish those. A part of me also died that night. I know this is something I will never get over, but by the grace of God and help from others I will get through it. It has been 2 years, 2 months and 4 days since his passing and I’m still trying to figure it out.

My new normal is not what I envisioned. I had a beautiful life that came to an end. These days I am surrounded by people who love and care about me and are helping me move forward. I do that by providing respite care for families that have a loved one in hospice and being more open about my experience with others. My husband would want me to be happy and live my life with purpose – this is my purpose now.

Death Comes Unexpectedly by Roselle Weinberger


This was a line in a movie that I recently watched. It was delivered in a church to a congregation that had shocked expressions on their faces. The question I have is… does it really come unexpectedly?

From the moment we are born we are on our personal journey to death whether we want to acknowledge it or not. Our souls have made a contract to come into this world to accomplish certain things. It’s our mission of sorts. Does everyone complete their mission/contract? This is not something we will ever know due to free will, nor is it knowledge we mortals are privy to for others than ourselves.

Death is something most people don’t like to talk about. We convince ourselves that if we don’t talk about somehow it may not happen. Even when my husband was quite ill and I knew he was approaching the end of his life, on some level I refused to acknowledge it. There was only one person I shared what I knew – his time was short. I missed an opportunity to help family prepare for what was to come and allow them to have important conversations with him. To be perfectly honest, I squandered my opportunity as well.

Do I have regrets? Of course. I do have regrets but what good does that do at this point in time? The answer to that is perhaps I can help others in the same situation to have an easier time at the end of a loved one’s life. I can let them know the importance of open and honest conversations that are uncomfortable and painful. These conversations are not only important for those surviving but for those that are preparing for death. These conversations can bring peace and understanding. It’s important to share feelings of what loss will mean and share the love and joy their life has brought to you and others.

Death of a loved one isn’t easy. It is something you never get over but it is something you get through. We all handle death differently. We all grieve in our own way. There is no right or wrong way. As in life, we all process our experiences uniquely. There are no rules although some people think there are. Loss of a loved one is very personal. Just because someone has had a similar experience, it cannot and should not be compared to yours. We all do the best we can.

Strange Things by Roselle Weinberger


Strange things are happening.  I don’t know who to call.  Was it a break-in?  Someone has replaced all the mirrors in my home.  Since they were replaced does that still qualify as a robbery?

It was a shock seeing my reflection.  It was like I was looking in one of those mirrors at the circus.  You know the ones that cause everything to be distorted.

I was used to seeing myself as young and thin.  Now looking back at me was an old, wrinkled, over weight person.  Surely that can’t be me!!   I looked again and decided, yes, it has to be me since I was alone.  The more I looked I began to see a few things that I recognized like the scar over my right eye, the scar on my chin where a mole had been removed and smile lines around my eyes.  These things were familiar but not the whole face.

When did these chubby cheeks appear and how did they get there?  My face has always been round but somehow it has ballooned.  Wow!  This is reality!  How many years have I been looking at myself through rose colored glasses?  Well, actually I mustn’t have been looking at all to see what life was doing to my body and how time was marching across my face.

Now what do I do?  Do I stay in the house, only go out at night or wear a sack over my head?  These things are tempting but not sure how they would work. These mirrors are obviously here to stay so I need to make peace with them and readjust my self vision.

This is reality not fiction, so I better find a workable solution.  For starters I need to begin to love the face looking back at me.  This face has been with me through marriage, children and loss; a whole lifetime of experiences.  I need to remember how I got that scar and be thankful it’s in my eyebrow and not my eye.  I need to remember why the mole was removed from my chin.  OK, I’ve stopped laughing so I can share that story.  That silly mole on my chin had a hair growing out of it.  I kept pulling it out but it kept coming back.  On a trip to the dermatologist I asked him to take it off before the mole grew into one that would rival one I’d seen on a witch. Stop laughing!  Now the smile lines, not wrinkles, these are the best of all.  They are proof of a life full of laughter, fun times and lots of love.

The tears still come but they come less frequently.  Smiles are coming more often.  The memories are once again starting to bring back smiles.  I’m learning to choose light instead of dark.  Learning to embrace my life and the way I look and learning to be less serious about things that can’t be changed.   Determined each day to start a new smile line.

Loss by Roselle Weinberger


Loss . . . . . . .


Why do people say “I lost my husband?”  He’s not lost.  I know right where he is.  Well, at least I know where his physical body is.  Not too sure about his spirit.  There is great debate on whether or not death is the end of everything. I choose to believe that it isn’t the case.  I believe there is a place from where we came and will ultimately return. 


We are all on this earth for a purpose but not all of us choose to complete out task.  Why is that?  My answer would be that we allow our humanity to get in the way.  We forget that there is also a spiritual side.  Do we choose humanity because we think it’s easy?  Do we ignore spirituality because we think it’s hard?  Or is it that our spiritual side doesn’t get the same attention?


A year ago this month I walked in the doors of Intuitive Development.  As the saying goes ‘what a difference a year makes.’  OK, I know it’s actually supposed to be a day but I like mine better.  I was a mess to put it bluntly.  My husband had passed a little over four months prior . . . . . . passed not lost.  I was struggling just to get out of bed.  I thought I had no reason left to exist.  There were times when I wished I could die.  ID through their loving support taught me to live again.  Taught me to focus on spirit, mind, and body.


Spirit is what was missing.  Somewhere along the line I had forgotten how important my connection to spirit was.  Through ID’s support and their nonjudgmental acceptance, I started to see what I was missing and started once again to become a whole person.  It hasn’t been an easy process.  At times it seemed downright impossible but fortunately for me they didn’t give up on me. 


I miss my husband every day but I don’t get stuck in the sadness.  I’ve found a new way to share my love and compassion by volunteering for Hospice of the Valley.  I give respite time to the caregivers.  I was asked why I did this for no pay.  Quite honestly I derive great comfort in knowing that at least, in some small way, I have made a difference in their life.  By helping others I am helped.


There is no magic wand, only the desire to live a more conscious life. 


Follow the Leader: How Intuitive Thinking Changed my Life By Mike Oppenheim


Lynn is going to kill me. No, I’m serious. If Lynn M. Bunch reads this Blog, I might lose my job, because I’m going to coin a new term in this essay, and it’s going to really, really, truly, and seriously annoy one of my favorite teachers of all time.

Before I met Lynn, I was mess. After meeting Lynn, I’m still a mess, but only by my former standards. What I know see is a mind that spins, a body that I often ignore in order to feed my mind, and a soul that loves both, and wishes that I would too.

I think a lot. Thinking isn’t a problem. It is how one thinks and what they do based on thoughts that can be problematic. Prior to taking all of the Intuitive Development (ID) courses, I spent almost all of my time thinking, but without purpose or a plan, and I therefore suffered and feared a lot. Now that I have an ID Blueprint, I still think, but differently, and I am humbled and fulfilled by this tremendous change.

I call this “intuitive thinking,” and you may want to re-read that first paragraph now.

“Intuitive thinking” means using intuition before and after you have thoughts that seem important. When my mind starts to spin, which is not something I can really control, I must realize that I only control my reaction to “spin.” My ID blueprint has every tool I need to defeat a mental spin, so now that I use it, instead of staring at it like an unopened birthday gift, I’m spinning less and “intuitively thinking” more.

According to ID philosophy, which I support and use, I’m a “leader,” meaning that I often do not check in with my intuition, preferring instead to listen to foolish, ego-driven ambitions that often work against my soul’s desire for peace and progress. The opposite of a “leader” is a “follower.” Their issue is mine in reverse; go figure.

Because I’m a leader, when I get “the mental spins” I feel obsessively driven towards problem solving, but these thoughts of how to solve the problem, and the thoughts about the problem itself, are actually at the root of “struggle” and “fear. 

My life isn’t getting better, on paper. I still have financial and relationship woes, and even my woes recently called to say they have woes. The difference is that I am not struggling or fearing “woes,” because I no longer see them as “woes.” They are necessary obstacles for my soul to overcome. I have replaced my panic button with ID tools that I use to ground myself before succumbing to pain, struggle, and fear. I am now less reactive to emotions and mental spin than I ever dreamed I could be.

I’m not “there” yet (I doubt there is a “there” to reach), but I do know what progress feels like, so thanks to “intuitive thinking,” I now think creatively and positively about how to enhance my ability to love others and myself, and of equal importance, I now constantly use my intuition, instead of idiotically “following my leader.”

ID Goes International by Lee Staley


It’s true, I crossed the border!  Just barely, but an adventure non-the-less!  And a great new appreciation for our beautiful neighbors to the north. 

I attended a conference on Vancouver Island and took a little expedition to Butchart Gardens while there too.  Both days were an incredible experience, full of adventures both inside and out.  I’ll tell you a little more in a moment because the truth is the adventure started way before I booked the actual trip!

It seemed like a simple trip on the surface but wow what comes up when you commit to new things.  I’ve travelled before – been to Canada in my youth, typical Mexico trips, multiple islands in the Caribbean and over half the states in our beautiful home here in the USA.  A short trip like this should not be a problem. Except……. Well you’re about to get a glimpse into my mental spin as every Negative Ancestral Pattern I have reared their ugly heads.   

For those of you who do not know what Negative Ancestral Patterns are, just know everyone has them, they run in our families and there are a multitude of them.  Each person has 6 to focus on this life and here are mine to help you get an idea – Anxiety, Scarcity, Apathy, Superiority, Addiction and Dependency.

So back to my trip - that immediately almost didn’t happen - because…We are building a house, we don’t have money for that… I shouldn’t take time off in the middle of the work week, there is too much to do… I’ve certainly travelled before but wait, always WITH someone, never alone… I need a passport, wait I have a passport, oh wait it expires in April and my trip is in June… oh my God, my trip is during my husband’s birthday… and I could go on and on.

I’m a grown adult, approaching 50 (48 to be exact 😊) this shouldn’t be a big deal and yet. There were clearly some things to push thru so I looked a little deeper.  I could go back 30 years but that’s a story for another time.  Truth be told, my youngest just crossed into adulthood and I’ve watched both my kids having to tackle their “big” trips – Kaitlyn off to college and Ryan recently spent a month traveling through England, Scotland and Ireland.  Both had huge fears and both – with the support of their wonderful parents, family, and neighbors (did I mention Lynn and Lisa both live right down the street 😊) they managed to push through, conquer their fears and have an incredible experience. 

Now it was my turn.  When I went to book my conference, I hesitated, for a brief moment.  My son just happened to be sitting next to me, so I asked him if I should really do this and, well, I got the “look”.  You know the one that so lovingly says ‘you’re an idiot and just push the button, but I totally feel for you as I was just going through it myself and your support was invaluable’.  Well, that was my interpretation of his look anyhow. 

So, trip on!!  Passport, Packing and Panic – check!!  And then the moment of departure.  I kiss my husband goodbye and I’m off.  (Side note for those of you who were wondering, he gave me the same look as my son when I worried about missing his birthday.  He was good.)

As I make my way thru the airport the overwhelm of all the people hits me.  And then, oh dear God, I’m going to be trapped on airplanes for over 4 hours right next to people.  Did I mention I’m an empath, and ummmmm, I hate crowds… and people… and well talking in general?  Ok, I might be out of alignment. 

The flights were actually great.  There was that one moment when I looked out the window of our prop plane, while waiting for take off, and see a guy on a ladder with a big screwdriver screwing something onto the wing and thought, hmmmmm.  But you know, I had worked my tools and was back in alignment.  We’d be good.

Great conversation with the guy next to me.  He even came back at baggage claim and said thanks again he enjoyed talking.  Yeah, it wasn’t that bad LOL. 

I arrived in Canada, happy, aligned and ready for the next piece of my adventure.  Which happened to be to not think to pre-book a car, but not to worry.  I walked right out, saw 2 shuttles and immediately knew to choose the one on the right.  Gotta love intuition!  The driver was wonderful. My car mate on this shuttle ride was from London, who was also going to the conference. She was a joy as well!

And so, continued my journey.

The next day was the Butchart Gardens.  Beautiful backstory of it being a limestone quarry that was starting to run out.  When the husband had decided they were going to shut it down and move on, his wife basically said they should leave the land more beautiful than they found it.  She wanted to plant a garden - and they did.  It is still in the family today and receives over a million visitors per year.  It is truly one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever experienced. 

The plants and trees themselves are incredible but the master planning behind it all, amazing!  Even in a crowd you can find a path or a niche to disappear into the quiet beauty around you.  Everything blends in a flurry of color and wonder, and you find yourself excited to see what’s around the next turn.   And the sunken garden (aka old rock quarry) didn’t disappoint.  As you curve out from the shadows of the giant redwoods, you turn around the bend and a natural window opens to the garden below and for just a moment you feel like you’ve discovered some lost paradise.

Beautiful yes, but another place I had to work my stuff?  You bet!  Again, a 2-hour bus drive just to get to the gardens and momentary overwhelm of having to sit and talk with someone again, but the lady next to me was just a wonderful soul.  We talked a lot, shared life stories, even had some tears and she invited me to stay with her if I was ever in her part of the world.  Maybe I’m not so horrible at this people thing after all!

We stopped to hear one of the speakers give a short presentation then swapped busses only to find a new woman who loved to talk.  This was perfect.  She knew the speaker back when he taught out of people’s homes and I didn’t have to say much, just ask prompting questions and I got more information than if I would have read his biography!!

Then the arrival at the gardens themselves.  Brief excitement met with complete overwhelm of 5 buses of people unloading all at the same time.  And that was just our conference people!  As we unloaded, there were rows of other buses and vans as we walked toward the entrance.  Flashbacks of fieldtrips with the kids - except I am not responsible for seven, ten-year-old boys this time.  Just me……relax……except all these people…….ughhhhh.  I remembered again I have tools to deal with this.  (I had a moment of wishing they were the kind you could throw at people.) 

Ok, out of alignment, let’s start with grounding – Organize.  Yep, my grounding word to bring me back in alignment starts with organizing.  I organize my thoughts and the path on the map I’m going to start on.  And from there I wound my way thru that paradise.  Encountering people and places that were as unique as my experience.  I tackled stairs, bees and humidity that made my hair increase to 3 times its normal size.  And I also discovered something else very important – I cannot take a selfie and smile at the same time.  So as any good friend would do I sent pictures of my hair and the not so smiling smiles back to my friends, so they could laugh…… with me no doubt, not at me, right?!

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I was exhausted as I returned to my wonderful little room that overlooked both the ocean and the street below.  I ordered dinner in and people-watched as the sun went down.  It was the perfect close to the day.

The next day was the actual conference day itself.  It was a conference on Science and Spirituality with over 1500 people and 50 different countries represented.  I loved the impact of what that could mean for our world. And realized, once again, I really didn’t like being around that many people.  Again, open heart.  I realized today was different, I was here for me and my passion for learning and that was ok too.  Did I talk to people, of course, but a completely different way today and I quickly settled in. 

They were us up there on stage.  Intuitive Development amplified to the next level.  I watched with a passion for the topic and for what our next steps will be.  They had glitches in the power points, they personally joked with each other, they exposed their weaknesses in addition to their strengths.  They didn’t hide themselves in perfection. It was just the simple truth of who they were and what they wanted to gift to the world.

I closed my eyes for a brief moment - Lynn on stage, Lisa by the side of the stage, feeling the rest of the team around in our various places.  1500 people, 50 different countries.  The world craves change.  They crave consciousness.  We are a part of that.  You are too.

I’m excited to see where my next adventure leads!  Maybe with smoother hair.


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The Power of Patience by Annette Pingitore


Patience for me is the ability to deal with challenges and handle setbacks while staying calm, cool and collected.  Ahhhh, just think about the inner strength this requires to keep yourself from being reactive as opposed to being patient in order to respond from your heart.  This takes practice, discipline and a willingness to choose consciously how you are going to deal with the challenges you face in life. 


Do you find yourself flying off the handle when things don’t go the way you’ve planned?  Are you critical of others when they don’t act or behave the way you’d like them to?  Do you suffer from road rage and take your anger out on unsuspecting passersby?  There are many things that can trigger your impatience, but if you don’t learn to take control of your emotions, they can wreak havoc on your relationships, health and every area of your life.  Impatience creates tension in your body which in turn leaves you susceptible to illness or injury.  Learning to exercise control of yourself will not only benefit you but everyone around you.  Impatience is toxic to all who are exposed and must be dealt with if you are to find the peace and harmony that you truly long for and deserve.


Patience is one of the seven Christian virtues that is said to oppose wrath (extreme anger) which is one of the seven deadly sins.  Think about that for a moment… no matter what your belief system is, certainly you can see the benefit of practicing patience is your life.  Just imagine all of the misery that could be avoided if you were willing to try a softer and more thoughtful approach to your issues rather than mindlessly reacting to everything and everybody.  Think about how you could gain the respect of others and how they might be willing to hear you and take in what you are saying if you aren’t trying to righteously control them with your opinions and judgments.


I’d like to share a quick example of how exercising patience in my relationship with my husband recently brought me great joy.  First of all, I’ve been misunderstanding what patience looks like with him.  I thought to be patient was to quickly let things roll off me, and I was willing to have peace at all costs.  I was sweeping issues under the rug rather than dealing with them which was leaving me feeling unfulfilled.  Then I finally woke up and realized that I was misusing patience and was allowing myself to be a doormat, just going along with everything and staying cool, calm and collected even though I was really feeling hurt and angry.  I finally realized that in order to have a healthy relationship, I needed to set boundaries.  Setting boundaries takes standing firm, speaking your truth and then detaching until the other person becomes accountable for their actions.  What is actually required is to have patience with myself and the situation not the inappropriate behaviors of others.  So, I tried a new approach.  Instead of trying to hurry up and make things better after an argument, I decided to be patient and wait for him to approach me with an apology and an acknowledgment of how hurtful his words and actions were.  By waiting patiently and giving him the time and space needed to reflect on himself, he ultimately realized the error in his ways.  Exercising patience in this way required him to step up and take ownership in his part of our discord, and I was willing to do the same.  This in turn inspired him to line up a babysitter for our children so we could have a romantic dinner and fun night for us to reconnect.   All felt right in the world, and I truly got to experience what it looks like to be patient and honest with my feelings, set boundaries and uphold a higher standard for myself.  I’ve learned these strategies from the courses I’ve taken at Intuitive Development.  The particular courses that came in handy in this situation were Understanding Emotional Patters and Defining Bottom Lines.  These classes help you to recognize your feelings, express them appropriately, set standards within your relationships and create heartfelt connections.

The next time you find yourself feeling impatient, stop for a moment and ask yourself what is really going on for you?  What’s the true underlying reason for this feeling?  Once you find the actual source at the bottom of it all, confront the person and/or situation head on, firmly and patiently speaking your truth rather than being confrontational.  This is how you can enact change in the world you are creating for yourself.  Once we stop trying to control others and instead take control of ourselves, we then have the power necessary to experience genuine peace and joy in our lives.  We need to balance our passions by allowing life to flow and naturally unfold.  When we push too hard or too fast for what we want, we actually create a resistance to it.


Stop, breathe, find the truth, confront, clear, change and be PATIENT!  

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