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Universal Laws

Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. — Ralph Waldo Emerson. 

'All I had to do was accept the fact that happiness was an inside job'

 

Preamble

Throughout history we have continually been given keys to unlock the doors to a life of happiness. Yet, for some unknown reason, we have thrown away the keys, and accepted society’s conditioning that our birth on this planet was a birth into the school of hard knocks. We were told that life was meant to be a struggle, that there were no free rides. It was about conforming and following the prescribed path. You were required to get an education, enter into the world of work, pay taxes and have a family. Once you had ‘done your time’, so-to-speak, society would reward you with a golden retirement watch, and off you would go to enjoy your final years in happiness and bliss. Only for some the happiness and bliss didn’t really happen. Instead there were illness and loss. Was this what it was all about? Were we only here to struggle through our existence? What would happen if one stepped off the prescribed path to find out just what life was supposed to be about?

From The Book of Ancient Wisdom, an unpublished manuscript

By Beverly Diane Blanchard

Into The Waves

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I grew up in a mixed-ancestry family. My mother was Ojibway and my father was Belorussian-Canadian. Both my parents grew up during the Depression and each had traumatic childhoods. My mother endured the breakup of her family following two painful events, the death of her father and abandonment by her mother. All seven children, my mother being the eldest, were either sent to residential school or foster care. My father lost his mother at the age of three and was sent to live with his grandparents in Sturgeon Falls, Ontario. At the age of eleven he was sent back to live with his father and step-mother in Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario.

 
 
By Beverly D. Blanchard
144 pages
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My parents met in the logging camps of Regean, Ontario, in 1951 and married in 1954. At that time, under the Indian Act of Canada, an Indian woman marrying a white man meant that she lost her status as an Indian and became a Canadian citizen. But this legislation never prevented her from having connections with the reserve. My aunts, uncles and cousins were always a part of our lives. The same was true of my father’s Belorussian and Canadian extended families. My parents were not only of mixed cultures but also from different religious denominations. My father was a non-practicing Protestant and my mother was a devout Catholic. My mother raised all five of her children as Catholic. Up until the age of fifteen, I was required to attend church every Sunday. It was at fifteen that I denounced my membership in the church with the proclamation: I am an existentialist. I do not believe unless I have experienced. This was met predictably with the comment “she is going through another phase”. I didn’t quite understand the word existentialist but it did get me out of going to church on Sunday.

After high school I took a year off before attending Laurentian University at Sudbury, Ontario. When I graduated from university, I initially accepted society’s vision for me. I thought happiness would be found in society’s prescribed norm of working nine to five for the next 35 years of my life. I was not far into this life when I realized that this would not bring me happiness. It would actually keep me locked in a life of misery. It was at this time that I developed an insatiable desire to seek out truths about life. I read book after book. I went to workshops. I took up meditation, sensory deprivation tanks and energy work. I immersed myself in First Nations’ culture thinking that I would find my answers as to why I was here. Yet, no matter where I turned, I seemed to come to the same conclusion. I needed to step off the beaten path and forge a new path of my own. After much contemplation, I gave up my future security with my government job, and walked. I could no longer work in a job in which I was not living up to my standards. I believed there had to be more to life. Although the road has not always been easy, it was a decision I have never regretted.

After leaving the government, I moved into freelance consulting and split my time between writing reports for clients and searching for more of life’s truths. I investigated everything. The problem was the more I searched, the more confused I became. It seemed everyone had a different definition of truth and a different definition of reality. To the materialists, it was the manifestation of financial and material prosperity: have everything you want at any cost, and define oneself by personal possessions. To the spiritualists, it was the renunciation of financial and material prosperity: have no attachments and define oneself according to poverty.

One was living in the world of the haves, and the other was living in the world of the have-nots. Both were too extreme for my liking. Yet both contained some truths about life, and both suggested that people can create their own reality. However, what path was the correct path? Was it the wealth that the materialists had defined as success? Or was it the poverty that spiritualists defined as success? Who was I to believe? What type of reality should one create? In this world in which we live, was it actually possible to create one’s own reality? At times, I seemed to be swimming in circles. Each time I thought I found the answers, I would find more questions. Nevertheless, I persevered, and decided that my quest for understanding the truth about life would require effort, devotion and whole lot of patience. Creating a new reality is not as easy as one might believe.

At points in my search, I seemed be going in the opposite direction of what I thought I was trying to achieve. I wanted financial prosperity, but the rug would be pulled out from under me: I would miss out on a contract, or money I had expected would not materialize. I wanted to create vibrant health, but would injure myself in some way. I wanted to be spiritually enlightened, but would find myself in darkness. It was at these junctures that I would contemplate throwing in the towel on this creating-your-own-reality philosophy. Was it all a big hoax? I would find myself wondering if I had I actually deluded myself into believing I had some control over my life. Perhaps I was the one living in an illusion. Sometimes I thought it was all a cosmic joke passed down through the ages and like everything else no one had ever questioned its validity.

In my quest to find myself; perhaps, I had fallen for a scam. Perhaps people just lived and died. That was it. That was all. When faced with these uncertainties, I would force myself to take a step back and review my life to determine if I had actually made some progress. Usually, I discovered some pleasant changes had occurred in me. I gained an understanding of a particular behaviour or an emotion that sabotaged my efforts. I learned how to relate better with someone or how to let go when the relationship was toxic. At these points I would make some sort of breakthrough. Something would manifest. I would find an answer to one of life’s questions.

Each time I stood at these crossroads, I would realize that there was no fork in the road. For me the path was straight again. I had to persevere.

 
   

Then one day it finally dawned on me. It was like a huge light turned on. To find happiness, I did not need to accumulate a whole pile of material things. I did not need to become a hermit in the mountains. I did not need to consult with angels or any other outside sources. The truth I was searching for was all within me. All I had to do was accept the fact that happiness was an inside job. I had discovered that although the storm may be raging outside, I had within me a calm centre, and it was through this centre that I could create my own reality. All I needed to do was find this one point of calmness. This discovery spontaneously changed my feelings to one of happiness.

I have put this book together so that it may help the reader to learn how your inner reality creates your outer reality. It has taken me many years to understand all of this, and I offer you some insights that you may want to consider and that may help you to change your life. What follows are insights into the Universal Laws that govern everyone’s life; and if followed will help you to manifest the life you were meant to live.

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