“Effected and affected, the season calls us to consider the fullest of tradition ~ fruits, meals, drinks, all of which are sometimes delivered in excess. Makes us think about our baselines, wonder about indulgences, shudder at the thought of gaining weight. A reminder to all that what is needed is always provided, and that is the true definition of ‘abbondanza’ ~ not gluttony or drunkenness, not having to do with any shopaholic tendencies. Abundance sensitizes us to what we truly need and want. By frequently being offered more, as we often are during the holiday season, we are able to make conscious choices about our real desires. Still, the holiday glow is something to behold ~ sparkling candles, the glow of a fire-lit room ~ cozy, all around.

The perfect metaphor, in terms of fruit, is the apple ~ in a boar’s mouth ~ the extra touch, that beautiful though it may be, often has the effect of disincentivizing its beholder, being too much. Do not lull yourself with abbondanza, or be seduced by its wiles. Balance in all things!” ~ Rudolph Valentino

“Christmas: a state of mind, evoked each December. An incantation and invocation for the best and the brightest, the highest good, the most sterling qualities one could ever imagine. Christmas provides us with opportunities to reflect and, in so doing, raise our vibrations to the level of the White Light, which is also perceived, or rather named by some, as Christ Consciousness. An exercise in ecumenical thinking as forgiveness reigns, a sense of joy and integration. It’s the ride of a life-time and most of you find many occasions to take it, over and over again! Shiny baubles are a part of the picture too, orbs ~ interesting that they figure in the lore and/or trappings! Drink in the smells of Christmas; they will hold you in good stead throughout the year. Stretch yourself in this season; make an effort to go outside of your comfort zone; embrace your spiritual self!”  ~ Rudolph Valentino

“A recent conversation with a friend alerted you, by virtue of what was shared, to this concept. It was observed that, at the moment of death, the concentration this individual’s mother was exerting to be attentive to the things of the world, to be a good steward, suddenly dispersed, with the ferocity of a quiet, focused tornado, which cast them to the wind ~ that attention, those aspirations. Dear Friends, such is the way of the flesh. When it can no longer contain us, modulate who we are, we fly off the handle, so to speak, returning to the ONE which, on a micro level, you could call our grander self, which then fits into a succession of grander selves and ultimately the Source, the original thought. Think of yourself as a compressed spring while in the body, the tension of which simply explodes when released, rendering it invisible, both to the human eye and your own perceptions. [Read more…]

“Characterized by the absence of static, of any type. Love on a stick, meaning in concentrated form.

We bandy this term about a fair amount; indeed, it issues forth from our lips, and pens, with great frequency which, no accident, is the mortal coil in pursuit of its roots, reflecting the desire each of us has to upgrade, so to speak, to eventually return unto the fold. White Light is a synonym for liquid Love, a visual interpretation of what Love is. We have opined on that subject before (in “Valentino Speaks”) and here we have an extension of it. To place someone or something in White Light is to wish them optimal growth, like dousing them with fertilizer, in a cosmic sense. Of course, such wishes open the door for lateral and bi-lateral expansions. All doors being open in the case of White Light make it even more interesting to see which one, or ones, the people being surrounded by it will choose. [Read more…]

‘Zorro,’ fox-like, hiding in a trench, that is how many humans face death. Not openly, but by trying to be cagey or wily, thinking they will slip through and death will ignore them. Sorry folks but it doesn’t work that way. Death is here to stay and our eventual transition, as we know, is a must. So as ‘fourbe’ as one may be in these matters, crafty you say in English, there is no escape. Do not resist; do not flail about. More can be gleaned from the experience if it is faced squarely on and with an open mind and heart. Nothing ‘squirrely’ either, to continue with my animal comparisons. Walk bravely. Approach death without resisting. There’s a tipping point, when those who are struggling with their health know they have to let go. Resistance plays no part at the end. To be welcomed abroad, one must be prepared for embraces. Such is the case when one dies. Open your arms, and heart. Prepare to be comforted, full-bore. One cannot imagine, while in the body, just how lovely that will be! So yes, drama ~ there will always be some of that in the death room but minimize it, if you can. Look for the point at which you must turn to the Light, no going back.”  ~ Rudolph Valentino