Willa White's Blog

On Wednesday October 12th, I will be teaching "The Game of Life and How to Play It", a non-credit course, sponsored by Jamestown Community College. "Success is not a secret, it is a system..."  Take this class where you learn how to use positive affirmations to create the life you want and how to claim all that is yours by Divine right.  At a personal level, this class is about overcoming discouragement, transforming your life, and renewing your joy and passion for living. This class is based on and will include studying the works of Florence Scovel Shinn, a popular New Thought spiritual teacher and metaphysical writer of the 1920s, 30s, and 40s whose teachings still hold true today.  You will also have a GIFT to take home with you:  the book of Florence Shinn's complete works!  That way you will be able to study and apply these important concepts further on your own. For more info about the class, visit http://www.willawhite.com/ . The cours...

My husband caught a fish. We were camping near a big beautiful lake in the Adirondacks last week, so we made sure we had our fishing gear with us.  After making camp, we decided to go fishing for our dinner. So there we were... fishing ... my husband (who is teaching me to fish ), my son (who is almost 3 now and who is also  teaching me to fish ), and me.  My husband spends most of our 'family fishing' time tending to the needs of his family.  The scenario usually unfolds thusly: My husband carefully selects and places lures onto our fishing lines and just about the time he is about to pick up his own fishing pole.... my son or I get our line snagged in a tree... then just after he has extracted it and replaced the lost lure... the other one of us gets our line snagged on a log... this continues for awhile until we work out the kinks...and we're finally casting the line out correctly, getting a smooth feel for it again, and feeling...

Next Sunday, I will be the Featured Speaker and Medium at the Church of the Living Spirit. Church services are held at the Assembly Hall in Lily Dale, NY at 10:30 a.m. For those of you who are not familiar with a Spiritualist church service, here is a basic outline of events: Lecture from the featured speaker (me, this Sunday)  Healing time - opportunity to receive beautiful, channeled energy from one of the healers Messages from Spirit - demonstrations of mediumship are presented by the medium (me, again!) giving short messages to those in the audience Music - songs with live music accompaniment So there you go - if you are coming to church, you will see me! For more info, visit http://www.willawhite.com/ and http://www.churchofthelivingspiritlilydale.com/.

I had the great joy of officiating a wedding today.  It was an outdoor event and we gathered on a small hill, surrounded by trees and tall grasses. On the hill behind me was a gently curving path up to the hill's crest.  The bride and groom chose this site on their property because of the symbolic path they will walk as a married couple.  Family and friends gathered for the event.  And then a singer with a beautiful alto voice sung the bridal attendants up a beautiful grassy aisle bordered by rose petals.  Rain softly misted us during the event as the bride and groom committed themselves to each other.  And although I officially conducted the ceremony and blessed the occasion as a minister, it is my feeling that only a couple can truly administer the sacrament of marriage to each other, and only a couple can sanctify it. Neither my church, nor any power vested in me by the State, can grant me the authority to decla...

A little boy was at the beach playing in the sand - one of his favorite things to do.  He enjoyed digging holes in the sand, scooping the tiny grains with a little shovel, then filling it back in to make mounds and hills to level off.  He was the perfect expression of loving absorption in his work. He was drawing in the sand with a stick when a little girl came up to him and said, "Stop, stop, stop!"  Being a polite little boy, he looked up at her, pausing in his work briefly then resuming his sand process. "Stop! Don't draw in the sand.  Don't dig in the sand. Stoppppp!" she ordered him.  "This is my sand!" she continued forcefully.  The whole rest of the beach was wide open for her to explore and play, but she wanted the happy space the little boy was using.  *** I found this scenario very interesting on many levels.  And I am wondering what you all feel about this, so please comment and share your thoughts....

I have learned that I have intellectual knowledge but I do not always behave in accord with that knowledge. A human being knows enough, but that knowledge needs to be brought into daily life. If this is not done, the knowledge remains limited within the boundaries of "knowing" only.  We all know what to do and what not to do, but it is very hard to learn how to be. Real knowledge is found not in knowing but rather in being. When you know truth directly, you do not need to ask your neighbor or your teacher. You don’t have to seek confirmation in books. Spiritual truth does not need an external witness. As long as you doubt, you have yet to know. All these achievements depend on practice, not just on verbal knowledge of them. If you know all about the piano but don’t practice, you will never create music. Knowing is useless without practice . Knowing is mere information. Practice gives direct experience which alone is VALID KNOWLEDGE. Tread the path of direct experien...

My son and I were taking a child-directed walk recently.  And my little guy was using a stick to "weedwack" the grass (he loves this kind of imaginary play so much that maybe he'll have a lawn care business when he grows up, haha).  So he's buzzing away happily like a happy worker bee - quite literally making buzzing noises with his mouth - and he slowly meandered over to a clump of trees.  And THEN he did something that made my heart pound. He clamored up onto a little ivy-covered hill about two feet high.... and LEAPED forward into the air...grabbed a low-lying tree branch like a monkey... swung there for a few moments... and then let go in a perfect dismount! I was stunned. He's two.  Two going on three. While I stood there flabbergasted, he proceeded to climb the little hill again, leap for the branch, swing, then dismount.  He did this 10 times in a row with only one fall.  He had a blast! How freeing it is to be fearless!...