Ho’oponopono for Hurricane Helene & Milton

Hey friends, due to the devastation of Hurricane Helene my friend and I thought how beneficial a ho’oponopono clearing would be, especially if we could encourage others to join in with their beautiful energy. The goal is to clear our awareness of the tragedy and offer positive outcomes. I wrote my script but please add to it whatever you believe would be helpful. Thank you!

The people affected by Hurricane Helene are SAFE, SOUND, HEALTHY and ASSISTED in the easiest and fastest way possible! They receive safety, food, medical assistance, lodging, clothes and whatever other necessities they need and want.

I clear any negativity from the situation using the Ho’oponopono phrases – “I love you, I’m sorry, Forgive me, I’m grateful.”

Thanks for joining in! Love and Blessings!

Weird stuff my mom gives me sh!t about…

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU

My son and I are constantly looking up stuff we are reminded of while watching movies or TV. This drives my mom crazy.

10/07/2024 8:35pm Star Wars – A New Hope – In a galaxy far, far away aka Tennessee. My son innocently asked the question that would put into motion a chain of events no one could be prepared for – whose family did Luke live with on Tatooine – Anakin’s or Padme’s?

Son: They seem like Anakin kind of people.

Me: Google search, Luke Skywalker is raised by his uncle and aunt, Owen and Beru Lars, on the planet Tatooine… not enough info… continue looking and find it on Wikipedia.

Me: “Obi-Wan takes Luke to the desert planet Tatooine, where he is adopted by Vader’s stepbrother, Owen Lars, and his wife Beru.”

Son: “Oh, okay.”

Mom: “Did you really have to look that up?”

Me: “Yeah.”

Son: “Of course.”

Mom shakes her head.

Me: “Why didn’t they just say Padme’s brother or sister? Oh wait,” I squint my eyes at my phone, “it said Anakin’s stepbrother not brother in law. Silly me.”

I turn to my son, “Did you hear that? Uncle Owen and Anakin were stepbrothers.”

Son: “Did we just become best friends? No, because you’re f’n crazy!” If you don’t get that reference, we can’t be friends. The first part not the second bit he added to showcase Anakin’s descent into madness.

Continue watching…Cantina scene

Me: “Who shot first?”

Son: Without missing a beat, “Han shot first.” I nod my head in admiration. Han had to shoot first, no question.

Me: Thinking to myself about reimagining the ‘Stepbrothers’ title scene with Uncle Owen and Anakin as grownup versions but I don’t think anyone would get it. Laughing by myself ain’t no fun.

Princess Leia is telling off the old guy in charge of Vader – why don’t I look it up? Nah too much effort; I’d have to leave the screen I’m on, I’m doing this on my phone so it’s already so. much. work. Instead I say, “Carrie Fisher is such a bad ass!” Aww, I really miss her.

Luke, as they are coming up on the Death Star, “I have a bad feeling about this. “

I turn to my son, “What did Luke say?”

Son: “I have a bad feeling about this? “

Me: “Name of Amy’s sex tape!” FYI that’s a Brooklyn 99 reference.

Continue watching, Vader is talking to the old guy again. When looking up exact quote on Google I see the ‘old guy’ is Grand Moff Tarkin but I’m too lazy to update my previous references.

Darth Vader: “Obi-wan is here. The Force is with him.”

Me: “That is the dumbest line. ‘The force is with him’? It sounds like he brought his entourage.” I will probably be roasted for that but it’s too late, I don’t believe in the gratuitous use of the Backspace button.

Obi Wan and Darth Vader meet up in the hall, Darth Vader is yammering on about circles completing and the student is now the master.

Obi Wan: “A master of evil, Darth.”

Me: “Wait, why did he call him Darth, I thought all the bad guys were named Darth, why didn’t he call him Vader? That would have made way more sense!” I pause and look at my son, “Why am I nitpicking Star Wars?”

I’m forced to reflect on my life choices up to this moment. Decisions that have brought me to these crossroads, forced to contemplate a life full of… Oh now they are in the fighters to destroy the Death Star.

Me: “Hmm, wouldn’t Death Star make a cool band name?”

Son: “Yeah.”

Me: “Is it weird when I think of it being a band name for some reason I think of Keanu’s band.”

Son: “Not too weird.”

One of the fighters gets blown up and the other fighter says, “they came from behind!”

Me: “Title of Amy’s sex tape.” And with that I am exhausted. I bid you a goodnight and…

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU! (yet another title of Amy’s sex tape)

Zombie Snacks

Do you ever measure the quality of your life using ridiculous standards that only a five year old, or someone from Jackass would approve of?

Look at me, I’m driving a car, I am so cool! Oh, it’s 2am on a work night? Who cares? I’m a grownup! Look! A hundred dollar bill, who’s successful now?

For full transparency, I work from home, so I drive almost never, I fail to keep my eyes open much past 10:30pm and that $100 bill, who carries cash? Not this girl! I would have to drive to the bank to get it, no thanks!

I also have a ‘health test’ if you will, that I employ from time to time but especially whenever I go upstairs to my bedroom. It’s called the ‘murder test’. What is the ‘murder test’? I’m glad you asked, and if you didn’t well, you should have.

To perform the murder test, I pretend someone – or some thing; hey I’m all about equal opportunity monsters – is chasing me to either kill me or eat me, or I suppose, kill me by eating me.

I run upstairs as fast as I can, like I’m in a John Carpenter movie and evaluate my state of health based on whether I would make it to safety or end up a zombie snack. The result, I am honey roasted morsel or whatever the favored flavor of the undead is these days.

Maybe my test isn’t as sophisticated as a BMI, EKG or digital scale but I feel I’ve watched enough horror movies to find the motivation to make the necessary life changes.

P.S. Not everything I share is educational but who knows, this tip might have saved someone’s life.

Clueless About Emma

There is a part of me, a rather large part, that really wants people to believe I am graceful, intelligent and worldly. That I might prefer spending a Saturday night, not doing body shots on a sticky bar illuminated with green neon but rather snuggled with my blanket and dog at home on my couch, enjoying a historical documentary about the ancient Sumerians, the invention of the telegraph or bingeing BBC America programs about upstairs and downstairs people. ‘What a classy gal that Karma.’ They would think to themselves while simultaneously feeling embarrassed about their lack of sophistication.

I have always labeled myself a nerd; I enjoyed learning new things, reading – BIG NERD flag! – essentially inclined towards less Jersey Shore more Shakesperean moors. However, I have found that over the years I have slackened in this endeavor, or perhaps there has been some overlap of public awareness. I mean, I remember a time, nobody would admit to liking superheroes, video games were for kids and Lord of the Rings, fuggedaboutit!

So, I found myself lacking, though also very aware that this is my insecurity, surely no one is out there judging me, at least not that I’m aware of, because let’s face it, what great motivation that would be? I’ll show them who’s well read and bred! Then again, am I just fooling myself like Viola fooled Orsino and Olivia?

So, here’s what happened. I was searching through the catalog of movies one day and happened upon the Amy Heckerling gem: ‘Clueless’. This happens to be one of my all-time favorite rom-coms ever! I mean we get to see youthful expressions of Paul Rudd, Alicia Silverstone, Stacey Dash, Donald Faison and the late great Brittany Murphy. The group dynamic is incredible and the writing so witty and sincere.

Now I like to dive deeper into the movies I’m watching, Google and IMDB searches and noted mention that ‘Clueless’ was loosely based on Jane Austen’s ‘Emma’. Color me intrigued!

I had to investigate this claim further, so I chose the 1996 ‘Emma’ – there are a few movies and tv adaptations – starring 20 something Gwenyth Paltrow. Yes, it is British, but I liked her accent well enough in ‘Shakespeare in Love’.

Now, the movie is good, but I’ll admit, for me, it was a little dull throughout, mostly I think due to the dreary backdrops and lack of modern music and choreographed dance sequences. However, I did find myself playing a fun game of ‘Wait, this IS ‘Clueless’!’

Emma is Cher, Elton is well, Elton, Harriet is Tai and George is Josh! I was so excited identifyig the similarities, like the Universe had revealed secrets that no one had ever known, even though I had already known from the internet. Or perhaps, I was just applauding the successful modern translation by Miss Heckerling. This was a bittersweet revelation.

Sure, I dined on Jane Austen – the original recipe no doubt but all it did was make me yearn for the updated fast-food version. And guess what? It didn’t stop there. 2006’s ‘She’s the Guy’, an Amanda Bynes and Channing Tatum vehicle for Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night.  And 2001’s ‘Get Over It’, another bard-based dessert starring Kristen Dunst and Ben Foster. Oh, and let’s not forget ‘Ten Things I Hate About You’, Julia Stiles playing the shrew and the late great Heath Ledger attempting to tame her.

So, am I splashing inanely in shallow waters? Licking the proverbial frosting and discarding the cake? Doomed to a pop culture distilled version of refined literature, delivered intravenously via Hollywood dealers? Masquerading as an erudite in fishnet stockings, short skirt and corset. Does anyone really care? More importantly, do I, or should I? I believe the answer is ‘No’. And here is why I think that it’s totally okay to appreciate, nay love, modern adaptations of finer literature.

1.They are familiar yet also unexpected. Cher’s Beverly Hills socialite version of Emma – interesting twist!

2. If it ain’t broke. Come on, these stories have stood the test of time, a great foundation to build upon.

3. It inspires people to check out the original works. It’s great PR for some dated material.

4. What? You’d rather watch another unnecessary 80’s remake?! Hellloo?  Do not get me started on that tragic degradation of my childhood. Saving that for another post!

So, what did we learn today? Nothing really. Was it entertaining? Probably as much as watching a merry-go-round but hopefully not as nauseating. But all that really matters is that I had fun, right? Because I’m the one who had to write this piece assigned by me. *winky face*

Until next time – love and blessings

Karma Marie

Manifest in the Fast Lane!


Hi Friends, today we are going
to talk about increasing your
payouts and decreasing the time to
get there!
I know the struggle –
You ask for something you really want
and then you Waaaiiiiitttt
and waaaiiiittt and waaaaiiittt…
It’s like time stands still.


If you are like me, you might start to worry
maybe it isn’t coming or even worse,
the opposite thoughts start to creep in. Yikes!
Maybe you asked for money and now you are
stressing that maybe you do get that money but
you might have to spend it on something else
or end up spending more?!
Don’t fret! I’m here to help you ‘put the brakes’ on those
worrisome thoughts!!


Recently I’ve been working on a big goal,
I mean HUGE, like LIFE CHANGING!!!
and I was trying to pump myself up by
looking over my vision boards and what I had
manifested already, to prove to myself.
Then it hit me; what if I pretended I
was manifesting those items again, and
Whoosh! here they are, so fast?!


I’m sure you think this is cheating and
maybe it is but I like to think of it as
Gratitude 2.0
You are reliving the excitement, joy and
appreciation for a prior wish that is now a very real tangible reality.


This exercise accomplishes a few things; It takes your attention away from what you are
wanting – this distraction allows it to come
to you with no resistance – no worry to block it!
PLUS being in the high vibe state will
help it come faster!

Another benefit of this exercise is you actually
know how long it took to receive your goal.
I might be getting antsy after a week but I’m aware
that we manifested owning a house 7 months after
the new job that came 1 1/2 months after I lost my previous job that funny enough wouldn’t have qualified me for the financing of the house.
See? It all works out!


Now, make your manifesting list using the experiences you have already manifested then get excited that they are here!

For me, I envisioned I’m back in our small but nice townhouse, imagining the feeling of sitting in our 3 bedroom house. Or back to when I was commuting a hour to work dreaming of working from home and then having my own office space instead of working in my bedroom.

Let me how this works for you.