Category: Personal Growth

“Not All Who Wander Are Lost” – the Naked Hippies Latest Adventure

On By Trisha BarnesIn Personal Growth, Travel6 Comments

“Not all who wander are lost” is the quote by J. R. R. Tolkien that I wrote on the back of our camper.

It’s been there from the first day we set out on our dream come true, living and traveling and exploring in our truck camper.  

There has been lots of wandering for the past several years, thousands of miles traveled, and we have  been lost when Siri confuses me, but only lost temporarily until redirection takes place and we are guided to our destination.

Funny to me to consider this quote in terms of what we do to fund our travel lifestyle, to realize it so perfectly fits what has changed over the last couple of years.  I’m sure it would appear that we have been lost because we just disappeared.

Those who have been following our travels for the past six years know that we were pretty much always sharing various ways to make money online, for that has been our “ticket” to living the life of our dreams. And the programs we offered through all these years were fun and valuable …

but, we burned out big time.

It got old … every single time the same thing happened – excitement exploded at first, high hopes shared, expectations were fueled by testimonies of success. And then, the energy fizzled like air being let out of a balloon – pffffffttttt.  

Excitement dwindled as so very few were making any money … going, going, gone. Another one bites the dust – again and again and again.

So, we withdrew for quite a while to take a deep breath, check in with ourselves, and figure out what’s next, knowing that we have endless possibilities. Holding on to the assurance that no matter what,  we always have been and always will be just fine – even though we’d lost the drive and motivation to go back to the same ‘ol, same ‘ol.

That’s when e-commerce became a beacon of light to us. It was still online marketing, would still allow us to use the skills we had acquired over the years, and best of all … no more recruiting, no more “selling” the hope while we held our fingers crossed behind our backs.

That’s when we started creating mugs at Gear Bubble, set up a shop on Etsy, Amazon and E-Bay, thinking we were pretty damn saavy to get this all going … and we waited for the $$$ to pour in. 

Guess what happened?

Piddly sales, a mug here and there, once in a while.

Out of the plethora of mugs we listed on Etsy, we had any very few sales, nothing to jump up and down about as we sold about 3 YEARLY.  On Amazon, we couldn’t make the monthly fees, and on E-Bay we couldn’t make the required delivery times.

Pfffffftttttt.  

That’s not gonna buy much gas for our truck.

Sigh.

rope sandals

Then, we partnered up with our hippie friends at Eastwind Community to sell rope sandals.

(Have you read my blog post about our first visit to this commune two years ago?)  We spent last winter selling these sandals at our booth in Quartzsite, Arizona and on Etsy.

And while we’ve got a pretty good thing going with the rope sandals, we are limited because of the constraints of production by those who make the sandals at Eastwind. It’s not a huge operation, the sandals are handmade one by one, and expansion to sales of even just 20 pairs a day would not be possible.

We’ve been wandering. Not lost, but waiting for the redirection, the guidance to get us back on the right “road.” 

It happened this past week,  coming to us as things always do – out of the blue, at the right time, and at the right price.  

GearBubble got our attention with its offer for a 30 Day Challenge which promises to help anyone get started with E-Commerce.  And … it’s free!  At least for now it’s free, but this course will be costly when it’s officially released after this 30 Day Challenge (probably will be a $2k course.)

We’ve been part of GearBubble for several years now as I mentioned before, and impressed with the level of training its owner Donald Wilson provides. He’s sharp, he’s generous and he’s had tremendous success with e-commerce product launches he has done with his partner/girlfriend/amazing marketer Rachel Rofe. 

When we got the email announcing this latest course for free, it didn’t take long for us to agree that we would jump in.  

We want what Donald and Rachel have …

We’re ready and willing to listen and learn what we can do at this crossroads in our business. 

I don’t know if you have any interest in launching an e-commerce business.

Or  maybe you already have one going and it’s not doing what you hoped it would. 

I’m just sharing this to let you know what has come up for Bruce and me, knowing that we aren’t alone in the burnout and dismal results we’ve experienced.

So, to those who are feeling a bit of a nudge right now, a prickling of that old familiar feeling of “this could really work for me” … I invite you to take just a few minutes to listen to Donald Wilson talk about this 30 day challenge and see if the nudge gets stronger.  (I believe it will!)

And to those who have not one iota of interest in e-commerce or doing something to add extra income to your monthly budget, I ask that you hold a space for Bruce and me … a space of love, encouragement and support, wisdom and clarity. (I believe you will!)

Meanwhile, the open road still calls us to come, see, explore and enjoy.

the naked hippies bruce and trisha

We’re still wandering,  still making the most of every opportunity to see and experience all the beauty of Nature,

still spending time with family and friends as we travel, still making new connections, new friends.

And still very much loving all that we do, who we are, and how life’s adventures continue to teach and bless us.

Love and light to you,

Trisha

P.S.  The Challenge kicks off today, August 12. This is my kick in your ass to go NOW and sign up – we’ll be doing this together for the next 30 days … wandering through the maze of e-commerce with expert guidance so we don’t get lost. See you there!  

Dancing With Life – The Naked Hippies Way

On By Trisha BarnesIn Personal Growth, Travel1 Comment

Dancing with life sounds like a beautiful way to live. It’s great if you can flit and float on life’s “dance floor” with ease and grace, but life doesn’t always waltz along smoothly.

The #1 question we are being asked these days is, “Where to next?”

It’s been a month of traveling a circuit through Missouri to see our kids and grandkids and friends, not much different, I imagine, than a band going from town to town to perform; although “perform” for us was more time of connecting and catching up, but still, required being “ON” and immersed in constant activity and conversation.

where to next for the naked hippiesNow that this annual trek is coming to completion, we are wondering where to next? The loosely held plan is to return to Quartzsite in October for the winter months, so that means we have five months to go anywhere we choose. But, we still haven’t decided, still are in the talking stage of “wouldn’t this be fun, or this, or this.”

This decision so beautifully parallels a much deeper decision we have been contemplating, researching, learning about and immersed in for the past several months … a personal decision about where am I going next.

And while the road trip decision is one that we anticipate with eagerness and excitement because this is what we know, what we do …

 

the personal decisions about  life and who I am and what do I want to do is not such clear cut, easy one to make.

Some may scratch their heads at this revelation I just shared because the perspective is that Bruce and I ARE living our dream. Most people express their desires to do what we are doing … so what else is there for the Naked Hippies to do?

It’s the same ol’ thing that perplexes and calls each of us to be more and do more in life, a constant seeking to find what’s next after you are doing what you’ve always wanted to do. For there is no end to this life until one takes that last breath, and there are so many possibilities available, so many different directions to choose from that will stretch you to expand and enrich life, no matter your age.

We have been with young people and old who are struggling to find the “gem” of purpose in life. There is a heavy sense of unfulfilled dreams and desires, a longing to “someday” be and do more, but it is waiting on a back shelf until the time is right. And all excuses given sound reasonable and validate the reasons to wait, but oh, how my soul fidgets when I hear these explanations.

For this is what I know and have experienced – life is too short to wait until everything is lined up perfectly, until all the perceived needs are met so that the path you choose will be as easy and delightful and rewarding. We didn’t wait, we took leaps of faith. Our story of these leaps is shared in my book “RV LIVING The Naked Hippies Way: Live Your Dreams, Don’t Wait for “Someday.”

You see, when you dare to start thinking about a change to make in your life, your ego which holds a PhD in architecture and engineering, pulls out the “set in stone” blueprint and begins to argue against making any changes. Your ego says, “It’s not logical, it’s not safe, you’ve never done this before, you might fail, it could be disastrous. Everything is in place, according to this blueprint … why would you want to make any changes to something that is so familiar and comfortable?  You are C R A Z Y!”

But your soul, that pure part within you that pulses with your heartbeat and that knows you intimately, continually hums a melody that every once in a while you hear and recognize. It causes you to begin to dance to with a grace and freedom that feels so right, so perfect, so joyful.

Dancing with life to the music of your soul is bliss.

And you dance for a while, moving and swaying in the flow of your soul’s song, feeling free, feeling empowered, feeling like you have found Nirvana … until the ego cuts in and begins reminding you of all the dangers of the unknown.  It’s like you were dancing to the music of a beautiful waltz, twirling and gliding so gracefully, when all of a sudden, the ego changes the song to “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” and you are whisked into a frenzied jig of upheaval and anxiety.

What I’ve noticed as we meet up with old friends and make new ones along the way is that when we dance the “waltz” among so many who are dancing the “jig,” their soul recognizes the peace and joy and flow of our waltz and they join us in the dance for brief moments, but soon they return to the jig that they have mastered and do so well.

Bruce and I do that as well. We’re not always dancing to our soul’s song. Not always dancing like Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. Our egos also storm out on the dance floor and interrupt the flow, demanding the jig.

It’s not the physical “where to” that has us dancing the jig … it’s the inner “where to next.” It is exhausting and overwhelming and disempowering when you allow the ego to control the dance.

This past winter, we danced like we were eighteen again! It was something we had never done in our ten years together. Even in this experience, our ego wanted to control by suggesting we’d embarrass ourselves. Instead, we did it anyway and had the most fantastic times on the dance floor.

But, what was so noticeable and insightful was how the music determined our participation. When 70’s rock and roll was played, we danced non-stop. When the music changed to another genre such as hip-hop, we sat down. When we knew the music, our feet glided and stomped, our bodies wiggled and swayed because the songs that we remembered from decades ago were brought to full expression through us.

Your soul’s song, the one that is as familiar to you as 70’s rock and roll was to us, is always playing, but most of the time, your ego has cranked up the volume to drown it out.

The quest is hear the song that reverberates within as often as you can. When you do, instead of hearing all the reasons why you can’t, you shouldn’t, you are not enough … your being is soothed and inspired and held in a space of peace that passes all understanding.

I encourage you to find a way to turn up the volume on your soul’s song. Find a way to be exit the noise and dissonance of the ego and begin dancing with life.  And do it often, do it routinely so that it becomes part of your day as habitually as brushing your teeth every morning.

That’s what Bruce and I are doing right now … dancing with life. We’re exiting the ego’s jig as much as possible, using meditation and contemplation to return to the waltz where the soul sings the lyrics “anything is possible, all is available, you have more to be and do with the years that are left.”

Stay tuned. Soon we’ll be heading in a new direction physically as well as purpose-full. Just need a few more rounds on the dance floor!

Trisha

Enjoy this … it never ceases to amaze me!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Naked Hippies in Quartzsite

On By Trisha BarnesIn Personal Growth, Travel4 Comments

In two days, the wheels will start turning once again as we begin our trek back to Missouri to visit family and friends after spending 40 days and 40 nights in the desert in Quartzsite.

Well, not really 40 days and 40 nights. We’ve been here for 151 days, a total of five months camping off the grid on BLM (Bureau of Land Management) land where hundreds of thousands gather every winter to escape the cold and snow.

We came here not knowing all the how’s and when’s and where’s of setting up camp in the middle of a desert … new territory with new experiences. All that we knew for sure was that our $180 long-term camping pass bought us a camping spot from October 15 to April 15 and access to trash dumpsters, water and a dump station.

RVs everwhere in Quartzsite!

The total acreage of the BLM land in Quartzsite is over 11,000 acres. There are four different camping areas available and during the height of the winter season, all are filled with the assorted extreme of campers — from tents to vans to pickup campers to the fancy schmantzy class A’s.

The population of this tiny little town explodes during the winter season from 879 to estimates of hundreds of thousands!

We arrived before the onslaught and by the time we prepared to leave in April, it was fast becoming a ghost town again.

 

Big Foot nestles in Quartzsite desert

We picked a spot, further back across a few washes with a beautiful saguaro out our back door, surrounded by mountains, where the sunrises and sunsets dazzled and awed.

Once we settled in, we never sought a different spot – it was perfect. Lots of wide open space all around us, a few neighbors now and then, but no one ever parked close enough to make us feel like our space was being invaded.

So began a new experience of living in the desert – and even after five months, we are still taken aback by the majestic beauty, the peace and serenity and finding it difficult to leave. But, then, a few recent days with temps in the 90s tells us we definitely don’t want to be here during the heat of the summer.

Now, I at first thought this blog post would tell you how we lived here and made it work without full hook-ups. Nah … that’s not why I am compelled to write about camping in Quartzsite. There’s plenty of others who give you the tips and tricks for doing this sort of camping. Same as my book that isn’t a “how to” live a fulltime RVing life, but a WHY to live your dream.

No, it was all the new experiences we had here, far removed from the hustle and bustle of society (at least until we had to make trips to replenish supplies). Life slowed down, time expanded and we found ourselves living with the rhythm of nature.

Quartzsite rocks create a beautiful peace sign

I was immediately drawn to the rocks that grace the land here. I couldn’t resist their pull to be noticed, appreciated, held and yes gathered in my pockets or bag to take home.

The gleaming white quartz that I collected became a giant peace sign that marked our camping spot. And then, the other rocks of a vast assortment of colors began to cry out to me … greens, blues, turquoise, rose, orange, purple … so vivid and beautiful as I walked the desert washes.

 

 

Spectacular sunrises every morning in Quartzsite

How perfect this setting was for us … out in nature, removed from traffic and frenzy, spectacular sunrises and sunsets, a blanket of stars at night, full rainbows, coyote serenades … so perfect.

And then, there were the people we met here who became like a family so that even though we were far removed from society, we found a circle of friends who reached out, invited, shared and helped with what they had, what they knew.

If we wanted to be around people, the huge tent that served as a community center provided plenty of opportunities to connect and engage and have fun. There was a calendar filled with activities – from yoga, exercise, dances, karaoke, creative crafts, Vegas nights, movie nights and a daily happy hour that brought us out of solitude to meet and get to know the other campers.

When Thanksgiving and Christmas came, we gathered for potluck dinners that more than satisfied our taste buds and soothed and comforted our separation from families back home.

 

We were blessed by these new friends who came to our rescue when repairs were needed, when we needed groceries or firewood. Friends who said, “Come, let’s go to Mexico!”  Friends who made Bruce’s birthday special by sitting around our campfire. Friends who gave, served, loved life, loved freedom, just like us.

The blessing of this circle of friends was unexpected and a saving grace that filled these five months with fun and laughter, adventure and new experiences … like dancing the night away.

Dancing! It was something that Bruce and I had never done aside from a slow dance under the stars sometimes … but never in public among other people. With the almost weekly dances, we couldn’t, wouldn’t, didn’t want to exclude ourselves from the fun, so we went to our first dance. Loved it.  Went to the next and the next and the next.

We were dancing fools! Crank up the 70s rock n’ roll and we never left the dance floor!  It was like being back in high school as the familiar tunes reached our memories. We found our rhythm – we danced like no one was watching – huge smiles never left our faces.

So, while we were having a blast here, loving everyone and everything that we were experiencing, the “other” side of our life continued to evolve and expand and keep us with one foot in the “real” world while the other foot secluded and separated us from it.

Life interrupted harshly. My brother-in-law died, followed by the death of our dear friend in Eureka Springs. Life also blessed and enriched us. A granddaughter came into this world. Bitcoin rose to new heights and our investments in cryptocurrencies provided the means to make major repairs on our truck. I began a weekly call that allows me a platform to develop my teaching and speaking skills.

And, after all the fun and excitement of the activities and friendships made, we retreated to immerse in what matters most of all – returning to the one path that we never leave, no matter where the road takes us – going within.

It’s like a calling, a whisper, a nudge, a reminder that no matter where we are, what we do, who we are with … there is a greater power within that provides more fun, more connection, more peace and more love, beauty and joy than all that we see surrounding us in this physical world.

We were moved and drawn to this return by the experience of the drum circles we attended week after week. A new rhythm was found there as we sat around the campfire joining in to keep the beat of Mother Earth strong. A familiar rhythm that rose up and grew within and without.

For the last couple of months here in Quartzsite, we remembered, renewed and restored the rhythm of us, Bruce and Trisha, the Naked Hippies. Some of the inner work we did was painful, but it opened for us a deeper connection, both to each other and to God.

Our daily routine changed from seeking stimulation and support from outside of ourselves to finding the true Source of it all. At times, we made ourselves go into town just to come down from the lofty heights that we were experiencing.

It has been phenomenal. Our camper became our sanctuary. We immersed in teachings that broke open new understanding of why we are here, what really matters, how we react and respond, what we really believe.

It has prepared us for the road ahead. Not just the travels we will enjoy this summer, but also for all that life will drop in for us to experience – all of it, from the highest highs to the lowest lows.

And most of all, this time and energy we have spent as strengthened our faith, trust and belief that we are loved, supported, protected and provided for fully, abundantly, unconditionally, exceedingly by the One who is called God, The Universe, Source, Spirit, Quanta. The One who said, “Ask and it will be given. Seek and you will find. Knock and the door will be opened.”

In a couple of days, we will head to Missouri to be reunited with our kids, grandkids and friends. We will most likely look the same to them (a little more tan, of course) but we are not the same as we were the last time we were together. We have grown spiritually to a new level that will only be evident and expressed by our words and actions.

We came to the desert to escape the cold of winter and to rest and be renewed. Oh, how our time has been blessed beyond what we first imagined when we planned for our winter in Quartzsite.

Blessings have poured forth to us over and over in all the ways I’ve shared in this blog post, and in ways that words cannot convey.

We leave here with the peace, love, assurance and delight
that come as we open ourselves to be an expression of God
living in us, through us, as us.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Bruce and Trisha
aka The Naked Hippies

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Unplugged and We Survived Beautifully

On By Trisha BarnesIn Personal Growth

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Unplugged for four days in the Rocky Mountains!

We really had no choice. As we climbed the roads leading to a camping spot among the tall pines in the Roosevelt National Forest in Colorado, we lost contact with the rest of the world.

It was a forced detachment from our phones, but we welcomed it as a weary traveler welcomes a vacancy sign.

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What would we do all day without the internet? Without checking emails and sending text messages and keeping up with everyone on Facebook? What would we do, now that all that we usually do every single day was null and void … and impossible?

Nature called loud and clear, “Come, sit and be still. There’s nothing else required of you.”

 

Our camper was nestled in among the tall pines of this forest. Downhill it sat, at an angle that made us hold on whenever we climbed out of bed so that we wouldn’t gather speed and head out the back door!

Downhill, a mountain stream sang its sweet melody, luring us to come, to listen, to observe. We sat there for hours and hours, eyes, ears and hearts wide open to a magnificent, magical opera.

There was not an abundance of wildlife here in these woods. One had to be aware and watch closely to see a hummingbird, a butterfly, a squirrel, a snake, a hawk. There was not a cacophony of morning songs from the birds. One had to listen intently to catch a distant song carried on the breeze.

There was silence. This was holy ground.

We had carried books and notebooks with us to this worship service. But, we were in Nature’s church, being filled with the spirit of creation, lessons on life, death and abundance being revealed.

It felt sacrilegious to us to even open a book or write. So, we sat still under the pine trees, beside the mountain stream, among the boulders and wildflowers … just BEING, not DOING.

That first night I awoke to complete darkness. Pitch black. No outside lights illuminating my path to the bathroom. No flashing blue lights from phones and laptops. Blackness like the sensory deprivation I experienced several months ago in a float spa.

I opened the back door and stepped outside, looked up and gasped. Finally, I was seeing what I have yearned to view for so long … the starry sky, pure and brilliant and massively grand. I KNEW it would be like this, but now I was here, at an elevation of nearly 9,000 feet, being dazzled and awed by stars that felt close enough to reach if I climbed one of the pine trees.

This visual experience was the highlight of all that I saw in these mountains. This has been my quest for as long as I can remember … to be so removed from what is man made in order to view what Nature displays every night in full glory.

We came down from the mountain yesterday. We soon were back in the frenzy and noise of the daily life of most people. But, the silence that had stilled our minds held on … in spite of all that surrounded us. Our mountaintop experience had given us peace, assurance and strength to step back into chaos … but only for a short time.

As shared in my story about the Canadian border fiasco, we will be removed once again from routine, from our connection to the world as we immerse for the next several days in the next class for PSYCH-K.

We have spent the last four days letting go of everything in order to connect with Nature. Now, as we continue with the advanced PSYCH-K class, we will be letting go more fully and more deeply of all that holds us back, that keeps us stuck, that limits our dreams.

This is for you as much as it is for us. Because you, as well as all our friends and family struggle, too. It’s so very evident in all the conversations we have. It’s what we are here to do … to help you change limiting beliefs that are keeping you from living the life you desire.

Until we found PSYCH-K, we continued on as best we could, stumbling along, trying to find that breakthrough, to end the struggle, to be free of the prison of limiting beliefs. No longer do we stumble. No longer do we cross our fingers and HOPE we have found the answer.

We KNOW, we have experienced and witnessed first-hand miraculous and magical changes in our lives and in the lives of others we have worked with through the balancing processes of PSYCH-K.

Our time in the mountains was an experience of emptying ourselves in
order to be filled with what comes next.

 

And what comes next will include you and similar miracles of transformation as you instantly and easily change the limiting beliefs which have clouded, guarded and held you firmly – a place that feels less than what you are capable of being and doing and having.

The training we have committed to since finding and experiencing PSYCH-K is costly to us. We stepped out in faith for the first class, incurring debt in order to attend. We have recently been graciously offered this class without the means to pay for it right now.

We know this is our path, this is what we are here to do. We are freedom fighters of a different kind – helping you find your freedom. Your donation to our commitment, our dream, our vision is requested and so greatly appreciated. Details on how to donate are found here.

May your heart guide your decision.

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Canada said NO to the Naked Hippies

On By Trisha BarnesIn Personal Growth

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OH NO! Canada said NO to The Naked Hippies!

 

This was unexpected!

We were shocked, saddened and suddenly knocked off the path we had so sure-footedly followed for the past month.

What the heck happened?

 

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The day started out on a euphoric high. We were headed to Canada! We were going to be participating in the Sundance Ceremony of the Cree Nation.

And we were so ready … ready for some pretty astonishing “firsts” for us … crossing the border; immersing in the culture and ceremony of a tribe; and meeting Dr. Bruce Lipton.

For a whole month since receiving the news that we were chosen to be part of this select group, we planned, researched and prepared. We carefully got our passports; we dutifully stocked up on items needed for the offerings to the tribe; I eagerly bought long skirts to wear as required for the women; we did a final clean out of the fridge and the camper. Ready, set, go!!

And we expected somewhat of a second look from the border agents as we pulled up to the window. From all the stories we had read, we knew that getting pulled over to come inside was a regular event.

So, when the agent asked us to do just that – pull your vehicle over and come inside – we obeyed, knowing that we would be asked questions about our trip and possibly have our camper and truck searched. No biggie. We were prepared, or so we thought.

The questions began as we went inside and approached the border agent:  “Have you ever been arrested?” Bruce answered, “Yes.”

“When was that?” asked the agent?  “Fifteen years ago,” was Bruce’s reply.

Bruce answered truthfully. He explained it fully.

Oh, the historical past life of Bruce – before Trisha. The long and winding road he traveled for years before we met was a road that bent, broke, shaped and formed Bruce into the man I fell in love with.

It’s not something he talks about often, and those who know him know he doesn’t talk much anyway, unless his passion for life and learning is unleashed.

The past is over. It’s over for all of us. We close the book on mistakes and regrets and move on because hanging on to it serves no purpose. It doesn’t define you, it is only the path you took that helped create the person you are today.

Bruce used to be a drunk. It started when he joined the Coast Guard at age 21 and was quickly inducted into alcohol consumption as a means to relax and unwind; unfortunately, it became more than just a means to that end.

His last drink was fifteen years ago, as was his last DUI.

Now, in our way of thinking, fifteen years of sobriety is a huge deal to celebrate. Not so with the system.

The system … filled with rules and regulations that ignore human potential; that restricts and prohibits freedom. It sucks. It affects every one and every part of our lives.

We sat in the border crossing building for four hours.

Finally, the agent called Bruce to his desk and told him he was not allowed to enter Canada. He said, “You can willingly agree to willingly accept a deportation document and go back to the U.S., or I can arrest you right here.”

We were in shock.

We cried.

We got back in the truck, deportation letter in hand and turned back to the United States.

Everything we had been planning dissolved into a heap of confusion, remorse, frustration and anger.

Our emotions were raw, intense and painful. The plunge from the euphoria we had felt when this day began plummeted to the dark depths of grief.

As we drove, we talked about what we know and believe … that everything happens for us, not to us. It serves a purpose, even when it’s beyond our comprehension. Oh, but it was a tough shift to make from pain to expectation of something better.  Especially since now our plans to go to our next PSYCH-K class was shot to hell. It is scheduled for September … in Canada.

As much as we were looking forward to the Sundance Ceremony and the spiritual growth we would experience there, the September PSYCH-K class has been our dream, our goal since we attended our first class in March.

What now?

What do you do when your dream crumbles?

 

Well, you start questioning and doubting yourself … are we really meant to do this? Are we on the right path? Are we good enough? Smart enough? Worthy enough?

We ARE. We know that.

PSYCH-K has changed our lives in miraculous ways, instantly changing limiting beliefs.  We have experienced it personally and witnessed it first hand in the lives of those who have asked us to help them change beliefs.

The reason this advanced class is so important to us is because it will greatly expand our reach, so that we can help anyone from anywhere we are. Right now, we can only work one-on-one with those who we meet up with as we travel. At the advanced class, we will learn how to do the processed remotely.

But now, we cannot go to Canada in September to learn how to do this. We are still limited

Unless … unless there is another way?

Sneak into Canada?  Hardly! No way! Wouldn’t dare!

It’s a familiar truth … when God closes a door, he opens a window.

That is exactly what happened. Door slammed shut. A window opened.

We knew our PSYCH-K trainer, Karen McKy, had recently scheduled an advanced training class in July coinciding with the time we would be in Canada at the Sundance Ceremony.

Wheels began to turn … well, the wheels in our mind; not the truck wheels – at least not yet.

Are we being led to Colorado? Is this why this huge fiasco at the border happened?

But it’s too soon. We are still raising money for this advanced training through crowd funding. We have three more months of asking and receiving donations from friends and acquaintances who know what this will mean for them.  One week is way too soon.

We called Karen with heavy hearts and explained what had happened at the border … and that we wouldn’t be at the September class.

She immediately assured us of all things always working out in spite of setbacks like this. Her love and wisdom soothed our broken spirits.

Then, she graciously offered us seats at the class, knowing that we were still raising the funds and did not have enough for the class fee … yet.

Our rise back to euphoria was instant!

We are going to Colorado!

Karen know that we are fully committed to PSYCH-K and to taking all the next steps that will enable us to do what we dream of doing – helping people break free from whatever is holding them back.

The spiritual growth we were seeking from the Sundance Ceremony is waiting for us in Colorado, not in Canada. Our path has been rerouted. Our plans thwarted and changed. Our dream has been propelled ahead by three months!

We believe this has all happened so dramatically because the time to help everyone is now, not in three months.

The message was heard loud and clear:  URGENT!! Get your shit together and do it NOW!

From what we’ve seen ever since we left Arizona in April and traveled over 5,000 miles through 11 states is that everyone we have talked to, all those we meet on the road, are still struggling in some area of their lives.

Yes, everyone … struggling because of limiting beliefs that many of you have been trying to change for years, maybe even decades.

If it wasn’t for the things we’ve done over the last ten years, we wouldn’t have this great lifestyle of traveling on the never-ending roadtrip. But what we’ve also found over the last few years is that the things we have learned, practiced, given and shared was done so with fingers crossed, hope this will work kind of prayer.

And, even though we’ve read some great books and used some fantastic modalities, we still had this residual of all this stuff that was stopping us. So, we decided to go to the first PSYCH-K training, and it really got us to the last piece to get us moving forward again in ways we had always hoped to experience.

PSYCH-K is the most amazing process of communicating directly with your subconscious mind to change the beliefs that are holding you back, the beliefs that continue to feed your struggles. It takes minutes, not decades to change a belief with PSYCH-K. That is why this is so important to us. We know the feeling of frustration and self-doubt that creeps in when all of your efforts to think positive thoughts, repeat affirmations,  and attract what you desire are just not working.

There is a greater plan unfolding here. The plan includes you.

We are changing the world, one person at a time, to break free and live a life of happiness, health and abundance.

With complete confidence, we know that if you are open and willing to allow us to work with you, PSYCH-K will easily and miraculously change your doubts, fears, pain and struggles so that you can experience the life you have hoped for, longed for, prayed for, for so long.

We have already received some donations to our goal of attending the advanced class. It’s been such a humbling honor to receive the donations because these are people who know us, believe in our work and are willing to help us get to the advanced class.

Now, because we are suddenly going to be at this training next week, we’re reaching out to everyone who is reading this, asking you to consider a donation of $100, $500, $1000 or more to the Naked Hippies Dream.

All contributors will receive a complimentary PSYCH-K session to help you with whatever residual stuff is blocking you.  (the greater the donation, the more free sessions you will receive.)

If this blog post had not already been so lengthy, I would share here how PSYCH-K brought us to a 180 degree turn around from Canada to Colorado. This realization came today after we had time to process and surrender to the seemingly devastating disappointment at the border. Instead, there are some amazing stories found here.

Everything, and I mean every thing that happens in our lives is for a purpose. Sometimes, we get to see why clearly; sometimes, we have to trust in a bigger, unrevealed picture.

I believe you are an integral part of the bigger picture.

I believe you are worthy of living a life of well-being.

I believe we are meant to work together to change your limiting beliefs with PSYCH-K.

I believe you will sincerely consider contributing to our dream.

I believe in you.

The question now is … are you ready to change things in your life?

To learn more about what to expect in your free session(s), go here.

If you already know that I have your best interests at heart and are ready to work directly with me on changing your limiting beliefs, make your contribution here with two options:

By PayPal: http://paypal.me/trishahippie  or

We love Bitcoin donations, too!  Scan the QR code above
at the right to send Bitcoin! 

I’m in awe of everything that happened to us at the border and the way a way has been provided for us to continue on with our dream.

 We truly believe everything in life happens FOR you, not TO you.

This has happened FOR us to get to where we can help you now,
not in three months.

Thank you for your love and support.

I so look forward to helping you.

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Love and light and a huge THANK YOU,

Trisha

P.S.  You know me … I am particular about the look
and design of my blog posts; however, this had to be
written and published asap to get the word out about
why we aren’t in Canada, and also to push ahead 
quickly for donations. I had to forego my perfectionism!

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A Chance of a Lifetime for the Naked Hippies

On By Trisha BarnesIn Personal Growth

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It’s the chance of a lifetime! In a few hours, we’ll be traveling through states we haven’t seen before.

In another week, we’ll be crossing the border to Canada for the first time.

It’s a detour from our original roadtrip plans for this summer, but it’s one that we definitely wouldn’t, couldn’t miss … a chance of a lifetime!

Several weeks ago, we received an email from Dr. Bruce Lipton announcing a special opportunity for a select group of twenty people to attend a life-changing experience.  Consideration for the event required an email response telling why we wanted to attend.

We responded immediately, without hesitation, with our heartfelt, passionate reasons for attending.

This is something Bruce has always penciled in on his bucket list – penciled in because he knew the likelihood of being part of a sacred Native American ceremony was slim for outsiders.

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When Bruce and I first met, he told me he was 1/3 hippie, 1/3 hillbilly, and 1/3 Native American.

Even though he cannot prove his Indian heritage, it has been apparent to others who have seen and felt the connection, including his step-dad who created this painting of Bruce in full Native American regalia.

While we waited to hear back from Dr. Lipton and with a strong desire to be chosen among the twenty, we applied for our passports. It was our way of taking a step in faith to say, “Hey, Universe, we are doing our part, now you do yours!”

The day we completed the passport applications at the post office is the day we returned home and found the email confirmation in our inbox!

We shouted! We cried!
We danced!

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In another week, we will be immersed in preparing for and participating in the Cree Indian Sundance Ceremony in Alberta, the most important spiritual ritual of the natives of the North American Great Plains.

We will be living and working side by side among the tribe members … creating the elaborate ritual arbor, dancing in the Ceremony, honoring Mother Earth and learning from the wisdom of Chief White Standing Buffalo.

It is an honor beyond words.

 

It is a spiritual, sacred experience that will impact and change our lives.

We are heading to unknown territories, physically and spiritually.

And we couldn’t be more excited and ready!

 

Stay tuned … we’ll be back to share our stories and experiences.

 

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Trisha

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It is no accident that this chance of a lifetime has come to us
through Dr. Bruce Lipton. Here’s why. 

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