A Yellow Portulaca OR Follow the Signs

Posted November 21, 2012 by ccasazza
Categories: Corinne L. Casazza, Healing, Miracles, Spirituality, Writing

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You may have heard me say when I don’t know what happens next, I write description. Description should be lyrical and visual. It should not only include what’s palpable to the five senses, but also what feelings it evokes in your main character(s). Used in this way, setting becomes a character itself.

As I thought about this tip, a memory from writing Walk Like an Egyptian came to mind. I was describing my father’s garden at home in Boston where I grew up. I talked about the gray cement fence that was a barrier between our yard and the neighbors behind us. My Dad has a very green thumb and every inch of our yard was planted with vegetables, herbs and flowers. The fence was no exception. It had holes in the top of it. My Dad filled the holes with dirt and planted portulacas there. They sprouted up multi-colored from the top of the wall for all to see. Portulacas are small flowers that come in a rainbow of colors.

After I finished this description, I walked out of my house in Sedona to pick up my mail. I walked past a large cement flower pot that was at the top of my fence. As I walked by, I thought I saw a yellow flower in the pot. I did a double take. I had never planted anything there and had never seen anything grow there.

I looked into the planter again and rubbed my eyes. There, in the middle of this previously empty flower pot, was a single yellow portulaca! I couldn’t believe it. I even went so far as to go back inside and Google the flower to be sure I remembered it correctly.

Yup. There was a yellow portulaca in my flower pot! I took that as a sign that my story was progressing in the right direction. The Universe can give us some pretty unmistakable signs if we are paying attention. So… keep writing and look for those signs around you that tell you you’re on the right track.

Corinne’s novel, Walk Like an Egyptian is available at Amazon.com or from Llumina Press.

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Go Within to Manifest Outwardly

Posted October 31, 2012 by ccasazza
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Corinne L. Casazza

If you want things to change, go within. There’s a Universal law that states once things change on the inner, they MUST change on the outer. This means when you go into meditation, and make a shift internally, your outer world MUST shift to match.

Here’s my experience of how it works. I fill my sphere (aura, body and the space around it) with all that I want to manifest in my life – particularly those situations or qualities I feel are missing.

Last week I was having difficulty speaking my truth and being my own authority. I hate confrontation – who doesn’t? Still, it’s necessary to stand up for ourselves and speak our truth. I went into meditation and filled my sphere with the qualities I felt surrounding in this situation: being valued, trusted, respected, speaking with authority and owning my truth, with a capital T.

To fill your sphere, all you have to do is relax, quiet your mind, pay attention to your breathing and think of these qualities. Say them silently to yourself. Most importantly, feel what it feels like to be these things. I felt the energy of being loved, valued, trusted and respected. I felt the energy of being an authority. I sat and reveled in that energy. It felt great.

What happened in my outer life? I was speaking to a friend about something he said that I didn’t like or agree with. Another friend overheard and told me, “Wow, Corinne, you said that with authority.” I had to smile. My outer world was reflecting back these inner changes; the qualities that I filled my sphere with were manifesting. As for the friend I spoke my truth to, he was very respectful, loving and even nurturing for the rest of the time we spent together. Gotta love that!

I know this is a small example, but it’s just the most recent one. I began this practice by filling my sphere with gratitude. The first week I did this, three people at work wrote to my Vice President to tell her how great I am to work with and how happy they are that I’m on the team – yup, they expressed gratitude in a big way.

This stuff works! It has to; it’s Universal law! It works for everything: big or small. I invite you to try it for yourself. I use this practice nightly before bed. You can fill your sphere with anything – call forth what you choose to manifest. Sit in it and really feel the energy, then watch your life change! Write to me and tell me what you created.

Corinne’s novel, Walk Like an Egyptian is available at Amazon.com or from Llumina Press.

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Why Writing Heals Your Readers

Posted June 22, 2012 by ccasazza
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Corinne Casazza

Corinne Casazza

Somewhere in my being, I’ve always known that writing is healing. I believe it heals both the writer and the reader. I say ‘somewhere in my being’ because on some level I knew it, but I didn’t believe it consciously. I’d think, this can help people. Then, Nah, I don’t know why that would work.

I had this internal conflict going on about what I’m working on now, so I’ve had GREAT resistance to writing it. The other night before bed I asked in meditation what the purpose of my new book is. The answer came, “To speak my truth in a heartfelt way that helps people heal.”

The next day I had a session with my spiritual teacher. He took me through a meditation to heal one of my past lives in Egypt (if you read “Walk Like an Egyptian,” it’s in there). I rewrote the ending to this life as meeting my mentor who taught me empowered communication. She taught me to write and my writing was healing people.

I said, “I know storytelling is supposed to be healing, but I just don’t get it.”

“Corinne,” he said to me, “when you read, everything goes straight into your unconscious.”

And just like that I got it! I heard that little “ding, ding, ding!” in my head and felt the knowing that it’s  the truth.

“Oh my God! Of course that’s how it works,” I said. “Talk about a captive audience.”

“That’s right,” my teacher cautioned, “You’re putting stuff in people’s heads, so you better be in integrity with what you’re telling them.”

OK, one more writing block out of the way!

If you want to know more about how writing heals the writer, read my post “Writing as Healing.” I discuss how during the writing of my first book, I recalled conversations from the dinner table 30 years earlier – ver batim! Yep. Word. For. Word. Talk about healing!

If you want to learn more about Kevin Michael, my incredible teacher, check out his Facebook page.

Corinne’s novel, Walk Like an Egyptian is available at Amazon.com or from Llumina Press.

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Mocha Gets His Wings

Posted February 29, 2012 by ccasazza
Categories: Healing, Non-fiction, Spirituality

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Mocha the Wonder Dog!

Mocha the Wonder Dog!

My little Mocha, my beloved miniature Doberman pinscher is an angel now. He met an untimely death, much too soon for me. He would’ve been five last month.

He was such a sweet dog with an awesome personality and a really expressive face. His little tan-colored eyebrows were constantly rising and falling, giving him a concerned look. He loved it when I sang “The Roof is on Fire” to him, replacing the word “roof” with “Moch.” He would wag his tail wildly.

He had a ton of nicknames – Moch, Mochacino, Mocha chocolata, Mocha Toka Choka, Mocha java, Mocha face, Ciao Ciao and Bat boy – all of which he answered to. Maybe I should’ve called him Prancer because of the way he strutted down the street, his little butt shaking from side to side. Wherever I walked him, in the red rocks of Sedona or the beaches of Massachusetts, people stopped to pet him and comment on how cute he was. “This is Mocha,” I would say. “He’s a really good boy.”

He was really a funny dog. He’d walk on two legs a lot, mostly in an effort to see what food was on the counter. He once stuck his entire head in a castle-shaped cake that I’d made. Of course, it was so funny; I couldn’t get mad at him. He loved kids so much that he’d walk up into a group of 10 kids who were hiking and sit right in the middle of them so they could pet him.

When I got the call that told me he was gone, I was shocked. I couldn’t believe it. I’d just dropped him off the day before. Some part of me must’ve known he was going. I made a point to sit and hold him for awhile before I left, not something I normally do when leaving for a trip. I remember leaving and thinking I should turn around and go back and see him, “that’s silly,” I told myself, “you’ll see him next week.”

I was very calm as I heard the news. I just kept pacing around the kitchen as I listened. It wasn’t until the vet asked me if I wanted his body to bury or his ashes to keep, that it started to sink in. She told me his death was immediate. What other result could there be? Big car, little dog.  I told her through tears that I just wanted to let him go.

Of course I didn’t want to let him go, I wanted him home with me and I knew that wasn’t going to happen. I couldn’t believe I was never going to see him again, never going to hold him and cuddle with him again.

For the last month I’d been thinking how much cleaner my apartment would be without him shedding and how much more freedom I’d have to travel without having to be home for him. Now I cherish every one of his hairs that I pull off my clothes, stopping to examine them before letting them go.

I am still so sad that he’s gone. I keep hearing his collar jingle in the middle of my workday, or I think I caught a glimpse of him curled up on my bed, but no. He comes to me in my meditations, sits with me and wags his tail.

I know in time the sadness will pass and I’ll be left with only the good memories. I love Mocha very much and he loves me still… wherever he is… that’s the way it is and the way it will always be. He’s always with me now – my forever mascot.

Mocha was a comfort to me through some very tough times in my life. Very often, in Arizona, it was just Mocha and I hanging out. He kept me company all day and every night, never leaving my side. Many times my friends would come to walk him and he wouldn’t go with him. He’d sit stubbornly and refuse to budge, preferring to be with me. I can only believe that the tough times are behind me now, or he never would’ve left….

Everybody loved Mocha. Most of all, me. I feel him around me now and know that his mission here was done. He completed it the way he did everything: with fun and love; grace and ease. Mocha helped me open my heart, and for that, he earned his wings. I’m very glad for the time I had with him, my beloved Mocha-faced dog. Thank you, Mocha!

Corinne’s novel, Walk Like an Egyptian is available at Amazon.com or from Llumina Press.

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The Wisdom of Uncertainty or There’s No Place Like Home

Posted December 29, 2011 by ccasazza
Categories: Corinne L. Casazza, Non-fiction, Processing emotions, Spirituality

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At the start of this year, I decided to give up my six year sojourn in the desert of Sedona and head back to Boston. It wasn’t an easy decision. I was scared and indecisive. I felt I had to give up everything I had built and known to step into the unknown; into the wisdom of uncertainty.

No one likes uncertainty. Least of all me. I am a Taurus and I like to know where I’m going, what I’m doing and even what time it will happen. I want to know my bank account is large and there’s a plot of land in my name. I like things certain.

Ok, so even though I am Taurus, I have come to realize that being stubborn is not for my highest good and this wasn’t the first time I was taking a leap of faith and stepping into the unknown.

Usually when I do this, I find a couple of things: First I really don’t have to give up everything. I just have to be willing to. Second, I find something better than I ever could have imagined. Something magical.

I remember how filled with doubt I was at the prospect of coming back to my family. Honestly, weren’t they a big part of the reason I left? I couldn’t find myself standing in the midst of their shadows. I worried that they’d expect certain things from me and that I don’t do things in the accustomed or accepted way. I worried I wouldn’t have the freedom to come and go as I pleased.

I also realized this was an opportunity to show them who I am… what the desert sand and red rock had molded me into. The desert sun had dried up some of my fears and made me stronger. After six years in the desert, I know so much more about myself. I learned who I am, what I want and what I’m capable of.

I spent Jan through March of this year selling and giving away a lot of my furniture, books and possessions. In April I shipped what was left across the country in a truck and headed back in my VW Jetta with a dear friend who was kind enough to fly out and drive back with me and my beloved four-year-old miniature Doberman pinscher.

What I found when I got back here was completely astounding. I had a job within two weeks of arriving. In this economy? Yup. The winter weather has been unseasonably warm and the love and support of my family and friends is amazing.

I have a quiet, comfortable place to live and the blessing of working from home. No one is more shocked than me at how happy I am to be here and how things have fallen into place. When Spirit wants you somewhere, it can sure make things happen in a hurry. Best of all, my family sees who I am and appreciates me. I’ve had a great time hanging out, cooking and celebrating the holidays with them. I am so grateful to be exactly where I am – even though I thought it was the last place on earth I’d ever be! That’s the magic that happens when you step into the wisdom of uncertainty.

Corinne’s novel, Walk Like an Egyptian is available at Amazon.com or from Llumina Press.

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Why is Judith Orloff yelling at me? OR The Power of Meditation and Gratitude

Posted September 9, 2010 by ccasazza
Categories: Corinne L. Casazza, Healing, Humor, Non-fiction, Processing emotions, Spirituality, Uncategorized, Writing

Corinne at Revere BeachA few years back I got to interview Judith Orloff on her book, Positive Energy. I’ve really enjoyed Judith’s books and actually have the opportunity in a few weeks to interview her on Emotional Freedom. I’m looking forward to that.

I had a house guest a few days before I was to interview Judith last time.  I came home and my guest told me that Judith Orloff was yelling at someone on TV. I didn’t think anything of it. …. Until about 10 minutes before I had to interview Judith!

I got myself into quite a tizzy with negative self talk. “OMG, she’s gonna yell at me. She’ll think my questions are stupid, she won’t like me, etc.” I was so wound up; I thought I was going to be sick.

“OK, Corinne, now what are you going to do? You can’t interview her in this state.” I told myself.

With the remaining time I had, I went into meditation.  Once calm, I asked the simple question, “What should I do?”

The answer was immediate, “Start with gratitude.”

When I got Judith on the phone, the first thing I said to her was, “I’ve really enjoyed reading your work, not only from the standpoint of someone who’s always learning about spirituality, but also as a writer.”

There was a slight pause.

Then Judith said, “That’s the best compliment you could’ve given me! I love writing.”

That set the tone for our whole conversation and I had a great interview with Ms. Orloff.

By the way, I later remembered it wasn’t Judith Orloff who was on TV screaming, it was Suze Orman! Amazing what our minds can do to trip us up!

Corinne’s novel, Walk Like an Egyptian is available at Amazon.com or from Llumina Press.

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Writing as Healing

Posted September 1, 2010 by ccasazza
Categories: Corinne L. Casazza, Fiction, Healing, Humor, Spirituality, Writing

Walk Like an Egyptian -- front cover

Walk Like an Egyptian -- front cover

If you saw my interview on Arizona TV, you know I talked a bit about writing as healing. I do believe that everything that we need to heal is in locked in our cellular memories and comes up when we’re ready to heal it.

In my own case, while writing my first book, I remembered entire conversations from the dinner table 30 years earlier.  I was five and six years old at the time of these discussions. As I remembered things, I’d call my sister who is older than I am (OK, Donna, I won’t say how many years) and ask if she recalled the same. She always did, “Corinne, where did this come from?” she’d ask.

Yup. Cellular memory.

I believe that everyone has the ability to heal this way. Start writing and stuff will come up. When I got to Arizona and opened up the first draft of Walk Like an Egyptian that I’d started writing in NH, I found a story about a woman who moved from Boston to Phoenix to become a flight attendant. In the past, I’d had a great fear of flying. In the year since I’d started this draft and moved, I had overcome that fear.

This is a continuous process of healing. It goes on and on as we evolve and become more of who we truly are. And, that is why I write, after all – to know who I truly am and share whatever I’ve learned along the way.

So, if you’re ready for a journey of transformation, start writing!

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Corinne’s novel, Walk Like an Egyptian is available at Amazon.com or from Llumina Press.

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