Tag: Debra Basham

  • Timing is ALWAYS Perfect

    Sacred Stories

    They were traveling from Michigan to Florida. It was the second day of their travels.

    Traffic was absolutely amazingly heavy!

    The day’s drive took two hours longer than it “should have” taken.

    However, the timing was once again Divine.

    They were checking in and a man came to the front desk saying he needed an ambulance for his wife. The clerk called 911 and she went with the man to tend to his wife.

    The wife had cut her leg very badly on something on the bed frame and was bleeding profusely. Both legs had significant lymph-edema, so it is very likely the wife will be admitted after the leg is sutured.

    The couple had been traveling on their way back home to Kentucky from Florida.

    So tender to realize that the timing is ALWAYS perfect!

  • Karaoke Connection

    Sacred Stories

    Her daughter was visiting for the holidays. They took her to a karaoke bar.

    Another young woman was singing, and she had a great voice, too. They all began chatting.

    The young woman and her family was from the same town up north where she grew up!

    She sent a text message to her mom, “Did you know so-and-so from high school?”

    “I remember the name,” her mom replied.

    “He is married to so-and-so,” she continued.

    “Does she have a sister named Jackie?” her mom asked.

    “Yes, her sister is Jackie!” she exclaimed.

    “I know Jackie very well,” her mom said.

    We don’t always know what all we have in common with those we meet. We do know one thing for sure: sacred connections can happen wherever we are.

    Take a moment to bring awareness to the ways we are always at the right place in the right time….

  • It’s a Small World After All

    Sacred Stories

    She had planned to be in the U.S. Virgin Islands, but the winds of fate had her in Key West, Florida. That morning as she walked back to the boat, she stopped to chat.

    Not every day you see a woman walking a lizard on a leash.

    As is often the case in tourist locations, the question of where you are from came up.

    “I grew up in St. Joseph, Michigan,” she offered freely, “but I live in Middle Tennessee now.”

    “Oh, a couple at that other dock over there are from St. Joseph, Michigan,” Lizard Lover said.

    Who would she meet that evening at a party hosted by some new friends who were staying in a condo nearby?

    That
    couple from St. Joseph, Michigan….

    It’s a small world after all, but where we are and who we meet is part of a very big picture.

  • “Truth”

    Sacred Stories

    “Truth” was the message in Aaron’s Daily Quote:

    “Never be afraid of the truth. It can lead to painful situations but in the long run, it is your strongest ally. Ego may want to present the stories, how he or she did this or that to me. Let go of that; that’s not truth, but ego’s stories. But truth is truth. It’s not so hard to get to know it.”

    Betty Lue’s Loving Reminder opened with this affirmation:

    Love is the truth from which I forgive.

    A Christmas card received in that day’s mail continued the theme of truth with these words: May 2020 be full of Truth, balance and special memories!


    Watch for themes that reveal and guide. Like all of nature, we are riding currents, present but often not seen.

    “Truth” is one of these.

    Have a Sacred Story to share? Send email to Debra.

  • Half Empty or Half Full

    It is Christmas. The meaning of Christmas differs to your origin, religion, or persuasion.

    This Christmas I am especially aware of how important my persuasion or choice is.

    Thiw is why when I got dressed this morning, I chose to put on my “choose to be joyous” t-shirt.



    Choosing to be joyous is not the same as feeling happy. One can choose to be joyous, even if you are feeling sad.

    When we arrived at our Southern home we noticed our homeowners left us a personal companion: Alexa. We can say, “Alexa, play Christmas music.” When you let someone or something else choose for you, sometimes your experience isn’t one you would choose. We heard a voice crooning all I want for Christmas is a real good tan.

    “Please, Daddy (Don’t Get Drunk This Christmas)” was maybe our worst listening-to-Alexa experience. Here are the full lyrics:

    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Just last year when I was only seven, now I’m almost eight as you can see.
    You came home a quarter past eleven, fell down underneath our Christmas tree.

    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Mamma smiled and looked outside the window. She told me, “Son, you better get upstairs.”

    Then you laughed and hollered “Merry Christmas.” I turned around and saw my mamma’s tears.

    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    No, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

    Having a drunk father at Christmas is not fun. It is also not fun to spend Christmas in the hospital, or gravely ill.

    Christmas can be felt differently by those who have lost a loved one.

    Not having a roof over you head, food on your table, or gifts under the tree can also generate unhappy feelings.

    But choosing to BE joyous, regardless of the current conditions, remains a choice.

    This is how our persuasion fits in.

    Two men were looking at a bottle of milk.

    Said one with a groan, “The bottle is half empty.”

    Said the other with a grin, “The bottle is half full.”

    The first belonged to the courters of disasters,
    forever bemoaning their losses;
    the second to the invincibles who
    win by counting their blessings.

    source: Los Angeles Times, Feb 26, 1933, p. 14

    I am profoundly aware of so many having so much to feel sad about and it is Christmas. I am in awe of the persuasion—the choice to be joyous, being made by so many.

    As a special gift to each of you, I have selected a few Sacred Stories to share again:

    Electric Heater

    Light My Fire

    Hope You Feel Better Soon

    I hope you will click on each of these links and take some time with these stories that tell us about the light that shines in the darkness.

    I hope you will find a genuine way to keep Christmas this year, regardless of your origin or your religion. From our place in paradise, here I am wishing happy holidays to you and yours.

  • Keep Hope Alive

    Yesterday at meditation we had some lively conversation. On the drive home, a Katey and I mentioned something we had both previously learned from Brugh Joy: Release the need to understand.

    That idea is shared in his book, Joy’s Way: A Map for the Transformational Journey. An Introduction to the Potentials for Healing with Body Energies. In the third chapter of the book, Brugh describes a cosmic experience of a woman who came to talk with him about her challenges in life. A few months earlier, she had been walking along a beach, saw an iridescent light, and heard a booming voice deliver three injunctions. She thought she was going mad. The voice said, slowly and repetitively, “‘There are three injunctions for you. Pay attention to them. Make no comparisons; make no comparisons. Make no judgments; make no judgments. Delete your need to understand; delete your need to understand.’” (p. 59)

    Our daughter, Stacey, and her husband, Doug, have the Lady Gail at a marina in the high rent district in Key West. She is asking for divine guidance about their next steps on this adventure. I reminded her they are right where they need to be—today and at least through January 3 when granddaughter, Courtney, flies back to Tennessee after spending Christmas and New Years with them.

    This morning I received an article from Joel about the mental health benefits of tarot and astrology. Reading the article sent me on a walk down memory lane!

    Years ago I was giving a talk on alternative medicine to a packed room at our local hospital. I had a 3-page handout with brief descriptions of each of the modalities offered by the members of our Holistic Alliance. The list was alphabetized, so it began with acupressure and acupuncture. Third on the list was astrology.

    I was given a glowing introduction by Brenda Layne, a celebrity and friend from the radio station, a woman in the audience raised her hand. Thinking she may be saying that she couldn’t hear her that the lighting was bad or something, I acknowledged the woman.

    Voice dripping with sarcasm she said, “How could you imply that astrology could be a valid medical treatment?”

    You could have heard a pin drop in the room.

    After taking a deep breath, I replied, “From the tone of your question, obviously it wouldn’t be a viable option for you.”

    Then I continued….

    “However, if someone going through something major like cancer believed in astrology (even a small belief) and that person had an astrological reading that provided information like this, ‘I can see here that you have just come through your Saturn return and it’s likely been a very difficult past six months, but hold on, because Venus is rising and before the first of the year everything will turn around for you,’ that is a valid medical intervention because it restores hope.”

    It is vital to notice what restores hope for you in times of stress or distress.

    Eight of Cups was the featured card in the article about the mental health benefits of tarot and astrology, so I sent the information along to Stacey:


    Eight of Cups

    People who get what they truly want in life know how to walk away when something is good, but not good enough. Mind the parts of you that feel flattered, lucky and scared you can’t do better. It’s okay to have those feelings, but do not let them dictate your decisions.

    Barbara Brodsky tells of an experience she had years ago. She was hospitalized with a very serious cellulitis in her leg. Nothing was working and the infection had moved up above her knee and was spreading to her thigh. The doctors started her on another antibiotic saying, “We will give this 36 hours. If it does not stop the spread, the leg will have to be amputated to keep the infection from getting into organs.”

    The next morning there was no improvement.

    Barbara was in excruciating pain and despair—so afraid, so angry. “Why me?”

    Late that night Barbara got a roommate. Through a narrow opening in the curtain that separated the two beds, she saw that the woman had obviously had a leg amputated. The woman’s other leg was just a stump from a previous amputation.

    Compassion rose up in Barbara. Others came to mind who had lost a leg due to war or an accident or an illness.

    Suddenly Barbara’s heart was open. This was no longer about her fear and pain and suffering. It was about ALL pain and suffering. After doing Metta (lovingkindess meditation) for a few hours, somewhere before dawn, Barbara fell asleep. When she was awoken a couple of hours later, her fever had broken. The antibiotic was working!

    Barbara was not pretending to have compassion. Genuine compassion was there for the woman, for others, for Barbara.

    From my journal 12-14-19:
    Releasing Negative Charge

    Today takes on a charge. Each day does this.

    The idea of lovingkindness being an active “taking in” of the day and allowing the charge to be released is relevant to all now.

    You were dreaming about the environment when you woke up this morning. You saw your friend’s email about the beach in Michigan being eroded. Some would just point fingers and blame. This only amplifies the negative charge.

    As you bring loving awareness to the situation — not denial, not ignorance, not sticking your head in the sand — you are allowing the transmutation, which is natural, to work for the benefit of all.

    Thoughts today of Jessica in Texas going through an experimental chemotherapy.

    Thoughts of Jane Foster and all she has gone through.

    I don’t know what their astrology chart might show, but the message of the Eight of Cups is relevant to both of them today, and to all of us.

    And not just at Christmas, but every day of the year.

    Keep Hope Alive

  • Army/Navy Game

    Sacred Stories

    He was a member of West Point’s “Black Knights” Army Football team.

    As a defensive end and fullback, his Army team beat Navy in 1966 and 1968, and tied them in 1965.

    December 14, 2019, is the day of his funeral and the day of the Army/Navy game!

  • Twenty-eight Years-Sueño

    Sacred Stories

    The three couples were best friends. One of the guys passed away.

    They all went to the Biscayne Bay for his memorial. Biscayne Bay is located on the Atlantic coast of South Florida, near Miami.

    The boat they went out on to spread his ashes was named Sueño.

    Twenty-eight years later, one of the guys went out fishing near his home in Southwest Florida, hours from the location where his friend’s ashes had been spread.

    In the distance he saw the name Sueño on a boat. Could it be?


    Coming closer, he saw the home port was Miami…

    Some interaction with the owner of the boat revealed that this was indeed the same boat!

    He took the photos of the boat which had been a part of something so significant for him so long ago. He could barely speak when he told his wife he had seen the boat. He wrote a song about the experience.

    His wife sent the recording of the song to their friend’s widow, who opened their email and heard the song on the 28th anniversary of the day of their friend’s passing…

  • Father John

    Sacred Stories

    She was on retreat.

    She put her hand up and the energy of Father John came in.

    She says she doesn’t exactly know what happened, but a couple of months later when she had an echocardiogram the mitral regurgitation that was discovered in her 20’s was gone!

    When she asked her cardiologist if it’s possible for mitral regurgitation to disappear, he said, “No. Perhaps mitral stenosis.”

    (Be willing to honor the nature of healing… Healing is a return to the ever-present well-being that is our true nature, and can happen any time.)

  • Life Itself

    How each of us views life differs slightly, but the themes of life itself are universal.

    Years and years ago I studied dream interpretation with a man who had trained at the C.G. Jung Institute. One aspect of dream meaning is to notice a theme that is emerging as an initiating dream.

    Three generations of women watching Life Itself, an American 2018 drama directed by Dan Fogelman which follows multiple couples over several generations, was a mixed bag. After watching it, I read that reviews were not great—calling the film “simultaneously overwrought and underwhelming.”

    Well, isn’t life itself simultaneously overwrought and underwhelming?

    This past week my husband and I have been staying in a house that has been the home of our daughter and son-in-law for over a decade. They are now house guests in that home. The house is now the home of our older grandson and our granddaughter-in-law. We are sharing this space with the six adults, three dogs, and two cats.


    Although the house looks different, Thanksgiving Brunch was held at this HOME, and tonight this HOME will host the annual Thanksgiving weekend “Soup Night.”

    I have done my regular duties of cleaning the inside of the microwave and wiping out the fridge. These are in addition to unloading the dishwasher and folding the laundry. I added polishing the outside of the toaster oven to this trip….

    One of the most fascinating aspects of a home is recognizing the way a home gives those in it gifts. Of course a home comes with costs and responsibilities for those in it too.

    We are grateful to have a roof over our heads. We appreciate a warm shower, and some of those in this home value a cold beer.

    Not to spoil the ending, but it has a happy ending.

    The final scene of the film is Elena reading from her book titled Life Itself. Elena’s dying grandmother is telling Elena’s father that although life may bring us to our knees, if we look hard enough, we will find love.

    Elena concludes her story by saying how one moment shaped her entire life, and that every bit of her has some of her mother, her father, and her grandmothers.

    That reminds me of the gift John made for me for Christmas in 2016: a wooden plaque with stick-on-letters: Not to spoil the ending—but everything is going to be OK.


    The craftsmanship of the plaque was not professional, but the wisdom and love are palpable. The message is one of those universal truths so that plaque hangs proudly in the laundry room of our home.

    Home is not just where you live. Home is also an internal state of being where you are. When life seems overwrought and underwhelming or underwrought and overwhelming, take heart. You know that life itself is still unfolding.

    Sometimes attributed to John Lennon: Everything Will Be Okay in The End, If It’s Not Okay, It’s Not The End.