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I'd like this Blog to
address what I believe are some really relevant issues and questions in our lives. Questions like
our purpose; Why are we here in the first place? Toward what end?
I'd like to have discussion on such issues as our values;
for instance, how do we equate success or, happiness. I'm curious to know what others see as their
gifts, and are they using, or not using them, and why I believe that's of extreme importance.
Since I am first and foremost a storyteller, sometimes, I'll simply tell a story and encourage readers to think
about the meaning the story has for them.
Finally, I'd like everyone who visits Claudette Blog to
come away from this website with something positive and hopefully, some measure of added insight on various issues
and topics that impact our lives. I think it is important to acknowledge that at the end of the
day, we're all in this thing called 'life' together. Perhaps, we can work through some of these issues TOGETHER.
Love, Claudette
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5/31/2008

Dr. Brian Weiss on The Oprah Show
Past-life regression was the subject of a recent Oprah Winfrey
television show. The point of the discussion was attempting to determine the veracity of past lives. Is it true or false.
Do we really live more than one, and in some cases, numerous lifetimes? And if so, how do we remember them? Oprah’s guest for this particular show was Dr. Brian Weiss, who uses hypnosis to facilitate memories
and impressions of former lifetimes. Dr. Weiss attempted mass hypnosis of Oprah’s entire audience. A recap of the show
on her website states:
"Between one-quarter and one-half of the audience
say they had some success being hypnotized and recalled old memories from their current lives. Some even say they experienced
visions of past lives.
One
woman says she recalled how, in a previous life, she was a man who was murdered by someone while in a swamp. ‘I could
feel blood running out and I could see my attacker and I was killed with a knife’", she says. Another woman who was childless experienced several
past life-times in which she had children, but they lived and she died each time.
An African-American woman said
she was a nun in a past-life and was white.
“Dr. Weiss says these experiences are all quite
common. ‘We change race, we change religions because we have to learn from all sides. Souls don’t have those characteristics.
We’re all connected. It’s not about color or race. You have to learn from all sides, and that’s part of
our learning here on the planet.’”
Reincarnation is a Premise of … The
Secret of the Veil That we all live multiple lifetimes is a premise
of my novel, The Secret of the Veil. I believe, as Dr. Weiss does, that we are here on earth to learn … to elevate
our level of spiritual consciousness during each lifetime.
I also believe that children have natural memory and impressions of past lives, perhaps
the most recent one lived, but don’t have the ability or understanding to articulate those memories.
In my book, the strange occurrences experienced by the heroine, Alexis Ashley are based on her eventual
awareness, and acceptance of the connection of all life, including hers … to the past, present and future.
Not to give anything away to those who haven’t
… but might read the book, one such passage that deals with the subject of past lives is found in book two, chapter
two. It is an instance where the past and the present inadvertently meet.
When I reach the bottom of the stairs, I turn to go down the hall to the kitchen,
but just as I turn, I catch a movement out of the corner of my eye.
It looks like someone turning to go into the dining room. I run down the hall into the dining
room and turn on the light. There’s no one there. I run through the dining room into the parlor
and then, across the hall into the sitting room. Nothing. I don’t feel it is a trick of light
as I had that first night. This time I definitely made out the figure of a woman … a woman in a long, dark dress.
(Skip several paragraphs) I
look around but there’s nobody in the room, which is quite a switch. It is the first time I have walked into an
empty vision. I check the furniture, and except for the chandelier and the
basic design of the room, it is totally different from the one I so recently walked through. Then, a movement at the front of the large room catches my attention.
I look down and there she is. She’d been there all the time .. on her knees, scrubbing the floor.
I know it’s the woman I glimpsed earlier, only this time I’m looking directly at her.
She’s a black woman who’s perhaps around thirty, maybe a little younger or older.
She has on a plain, floor length rustic dress, and a wrap on her head that’s knotted in front. With a pail of soapy
water at her side she’s scrubbing the floor with long, slow strokes of a brush. Her dress, covered in front by a long
apron, is damp but she doesn’t seem to notice.
Alexis has walked into another time. The woman scrubbing the floor,
and some others that she will meet has a special relevance to her life. The whole point of the book is her discovery of that
relevance.
So, when people ask
at book signings if I actually believe that people live more than one lifetime. The answer is an emphatic …
"Yes, I do."
9:31 pm cdt
3/17/2008

On another page on this website I
offer a free booklet titled "The Little Book of Overcoming: Trading Synthetic Joy for the Real Thing Through God's
Amazing Grace".
I want to use my blog to
address some comments I've received as a result of writing that book. Below is a foreword that I am including in the booklet,
which I will continue to distribute. I have not judged, nor will I stand in fear of judgement to the point that I will
cease and desist.
When I first wrote and released The
Little Book of Overcoming, I made a big mistake. I didn’t explain under what circumstances the book had been written,
and what gave me, someone who is not a religious leader, a layperson, the right to chastise Christians.
My mistake
was that I thought because I had the understanding of how the book was written, a disclaimer by me on the book would help
everyone else understand.
Well, everyone didn't understand. I have been called a hypocrite by some individuals
who know me personally, and I'm sure by some who don't know me at all, who feel that the first stone cast, should
be at me.
First,
I’m not casting stones. Second, the book is not written in a negative spirit, and if there is chastisement.
… it’s not coming from me. Like the television character Monk would say …. here’s how it
happened. HOW THE BOOKLET WAS WRITTEN
As a writer, I’m
often asked by individuals to write something for them personally, and often I do. In late 2003 my pastor at that time,
asked me to ghost write a book for his ministry. I agreed, explaining that I would need to sit down with him or, someone
close to him so they could provide me with the information to be included in the book.
Well, it was a busy season for the church, and the time never seemed to present itself when I
could confer with someone and receive the information and guidance I would need to write a book for the pastor.
Months later, when I was frantically trying to finish my Secret of the Veil novel, I awoke early
one morning … much earlier than was usual for me.
I remember getting up and going straight
to the computer. I had something I wanted to write that had nothing to do with my novel. I had something spiritual I wanted
to say.
But wait! I had something spiritual to say? Me?
Well, apparently so. Although I tried, I couldn’t get back in bed. So, I sat down at the
computer and started to write. I didn’t have to think of a topic, didn’t have to grasp for words, didn’t
wonder how long or how short it should be. It just flowed.
Trust me, I am not particularly a
bible scholar, but I wanted to emphasize some points in the book with bible verses. I thought nothing of it at the time, but
every time I picked up the bible to look for something, it was right there, easily found ... I'd turn right to it.
At one point, I remember thinking
I needed a bible verse that was just right for a rather sensitive point I was making. I had the television on one of the spiritual
channels, and just as I thought … I really need a verse that speaks directly to this point, there it was on television.
The television was on, but I was so engrossed in my writing, I hadn’t been paying attention.
Amazingly, the program’s host was making a point similar to the one I was making in my writing; which he clarified with
a bilbe verse. I couldn’t believe it. What a coincidence, I thought.
The verse appeared on the screen, I grabbed a pen, wrote down the book,
chapter and verse, and had exactly what I needed, exactly when I needed it.
I finished The Little Book … in one sitting. In a little under three hours. There
was a little refining to be done later, but it was written, as they say, chapter and verse in that less than three-hour
period.
REALIZING
WHO REALLY DID THE WRITING
Now, when I finished
writing, I decided to read it over for typographical errors. Believe me, I thought I knew what I wrote … after all,
I had written it. Right? Wrong.
When I started reading, I began frowning.
Then, I started crying. Why? Because I hadn’t the slightest idea what I’d written until I read it back to myself.
When I began writing about joy, I thought my intention was to sort of “bring in the sheep”.
I thought I was writing something to help bring people to Christ.
The first thing I noticed was that
what I’d written wasn’t about bringing anyone in, it was written directly to those who were
already supposed to be in. It was directed at Christians. People who were supposed to already have given their life to Christ.
What, I wondered in amazement, gave me the right to write something like this.
That’s when I realized … I didn’t write it. Oh, I was the one at the keyboard,
but it hadn’t come from me. When I read it, I was seeing it for the first time the same way others would.
I began to cry for real then,
as all kinds of emotions took over. There was sadness, joy, and yes, fear. There was fear because the message in the writing
was as clear as day.
As I read, I really understood
for the first time how painful it is for the Father to watch us do the things we do; and watch the way we can fully justify
our actions. The sadness I felt was overwhelming.
Right on the heels of the sadness was fear.
I felt His anger. Yes, I said anger. It was the first time I realized that some of us have this idea of the Father as this
“all forgiving” entity that just loves us so much, it doesn’t matter what we do, as long as we say I’m
sorry … before deliberately doing the same thing again. I was feeling the other side … the side that
was clear about consequences for our actions.
THE DISCLAIMER THAT DIDN'T CLAIM ENOUGH
Finally, I pulled myself together and put my little disclaimer on the book, thinking whoever read it would
understand that the book did not come from me, but through me. Now,
as for why I should be chosen to write what I did? I have no idea. Am I without sin? Absolutely not. I work
at being a good Christian everyday. And, some days are better than others. I believe a point of the book
was that it was not written by a religious leader, but by a layperson to perhaps demonstrate a need for greater
spiritual involvement by all of us.
I was raised and was baptized in the Baptist
church, have always known God, and have always believed.
Of course, I feel that oftentimes
when we’re children, we can accept and believe, but there must come a mature awakening and acceptance. Some call this
being “born again”. I don’t know about labels, so call it what you will … I’ll just say some
Christians experience that awakening at some point in their lives.
MY SPIRITUAL AWAKENING
My spiritual awakening began
in the mid-1990's. I began feeling a closeness to the Father, began having a better understanding of His teachings, and
began trying to live by those teachings and laws.
Then early in the 2000's, I had a spiritual experience that
changed my life forever. I won't go into detail (that's probably another book), but I will say, I was attending a
Women's Prayer Breakfast one Saturday morning.
During the prayer session, two ministers laid hands on all of
the over 100 people present as they prayed for them. After the prayer, I went back to my seat and calmly sat down. That's
the last thing I remember until I came to myself again with three female ministers and deacons standing over me praying.
Now, I asked myself some questions about what happened that day. Below are some of those questions and the answers.
•Did I make a spectacle of myself that day? Probably.
•Did I care? No.
•Do
I remember anything about what happened? Only what I was told later.
•Was I changed afgterward? Absolutely.
•Does everyone have to experience something similar? I don't know. Somehow though, I doubt it.
I do know the book was written shortly after this happened to me. I know that I had sinned in my previous life. Okay, had
sinned over and over. But, I know God forgave me for that. Let me say again, I am not the same person I was in the past, and
for the transgressions I committed then, I know I have been forgiven.
FOCUS ON THE MESSAGE
So, before stones are cast at me, let me say, I am not perfect. Never said I was, and through the book have no intention
of condeming anyone. I don't have the power to do that even if it were my intention.
Today, I am a fun-loving,
healthy, happy, individual who enjoys life to the fullest, however there are things in my life that had to change because
I understood, without equivocation they are wrong for me as a Christian. Everyonemust decide for themselves what they choose
to do, or not do. Maybe the booklet wiill help.
3:56 pm cdt
2/2/2008
Recently, in
an online forum, the question was asked if people actually do give money to beggers and homeless people on the street. I was
surprised at the many who responded saying ... "No, seldom if ever. Why would I, when they're just going to
spend it on alcohol or drugs?"
I wondered how anyone could know that for certain. Everyone on the street
that's homeless, or asking for money isn't an addict. Many are, but not all. So, I wondered how would you know
the difference. What defining factor would neatly separate those who really are down on their luck, or suffering from
mental illness from those who would take the money and run to the nearest liquor store or drug dealer?
The
answer of course is ... you couldn't really know. You might suspect which was which, but you wouldn't know. Not
for sure. So then, how do you solve the problem?
By listening ... to the Father. Here's how it works
for me ... I can pass someone begging - walk right by sometimes, acknowledge them, but don't feel moved to give them anything. Other
times there is no way I could pass someone asking for money without going in my purse.
The difference
is something inside that moves me to give. I don't arque with it, I don't question it, I just do what I'm
feeling. It's what's referred to as the little voice inside. Of course, there really isn't a voice that's
actually speaking, but it's talking to me, directing me nontheless. All any of us have to do is listen.
If I was closed minded and believed everyone out there that's homeless and begging is simply
out to get as much money from an unsuspecting public as possible, I wouldn't be open to divine guidance.
I wish I could credit my own wisdom for my actions, but I can't; I was placed in a position to learn a valuable
lesson about the destitute ... and believe me I got it. It happened one night in an airport in Atlanta, Georgia.
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12:14 am cst
1/8/2008
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I'm taking this blog on Paul Potts from somthing
I wrote about him recently regarding ... you guessed it ... purpose. I promise this is my last word ... at least for now,
on this subject.
The video is all over YouTube, and has been seen by millions of people all over the world. I can't
think of a better, more inspirational way of beginning the new year than by reflecting on this extraordinary, inspirational
story.
So, here we have Paul Potts, an humble man of humble means revealing his awesome gift last year on "Britain's
Got Talent" (the British version of American Idol). What gave us a peep into Paul's heart, if not
his enormous talent, was a statement he made during a pre-performance interview. When asked about his goals he replied ...
"MY DREAM IS TO SPEND MY LIFE DOING WHAT I FEEL I WAS BORN TO DO. SING OPERA."
Clearly, he is someone
who recognized his voice as "special" and that his purpose in life - no matter how personally frightening - was
to use ... and share his blessing. He confided to the interviewer that he'd been plagued most of his life by a lack
of confidence. Notice how he overcame his fears when presented with the opportunity.
Again, we recognize our
gifts as those things that we do exceedingly well, better than the average person, and enjoy doing, to the point that if we
couldn't get paid, we'd just do it for free. In Paul's case, it is his ability to sing with the voice of an angel.
Many individuals commenting on Paul's performance on YouTube relate how much they're moved; how they
cry; and generally feel exalted everytime they hear him sing. That's a big clue by the way ... definitely a blessing.
How much did I cry the first time I saw this video? You don't want to know. It was ridiculous. His voice isn't
the most polished, the most powerful, the most operatically trained, but it is so pure, so from the heart, it pulls deep emotions
from most listeners.
So, as we begin a new year, I thank Paul Potts for giving us a wonderful example of how we
should perservere, seek to discover, develop and use what God has given us all ... for the glory of God, His Kingdom .. and
ourselves.
Of course, Paul went on to win Britain's Got Talent, and his first album, "One Chance",
sold a million copies like in a week or something.
Paul's life and his journey since the win has been and
continues to be one of extraordinary inspiration.
11:29 pm cst
11/14/2007
Originally Posted 12/21/07

In the last blog I discussed our purpose: why we're here; for what reason. I mentioned that one
way of discovering and living a purposeful life is by recognizing and using our God given gifts (that we all possess), for
the glory of God, the kingdom, and ourselves.
If we're unsure of our gifts, our purpose should then be to unearth
them; dig for them if we must. I discovered one of my gifts when I was in high school, yet it took me another twelve to fifteen
years to acknowledge and use that gift.
It was either my second or third year of high school ( I don't remember
which), and my history teacher, Mr. Caldwell had assigned an essay to be written on any historical aspect of World War II
of our choice. He gave us specific instructions, including a minimum number of words. I chose to write about the bombing of
Hiroshima.
The more I researched my subject, the deeper I wanted to research. I was so moved, so saddened
... so horrified what when I began to write, I forgot it was for a class paper. I simply wanted to tell the story. When I
finished, I realized I had gone far beyond the minimum number of words required, but since the teacher hadn't given
us a maximum, I figured I'd keep it all.
When the papers
were all graded the following week, Mr. Caldwell said he was disappointed with some of them and amazed at others. Then, he
said he had chosen two students to read a page from each of their papers.
You can't imagine the surprise when he called my name. I came to the front of the
class and when he handed me the paper with a big, red A+ at the tip, it took me a minute or so, to quiet my heart. I had thought,
maybe a B-. Well, I found the page I wanted to read and although I was nervous, I could still hear the hush that fell
over that room as I read the story of Hiroshima. When I finished the page, everyone complained so loudly, Mr. Caldwell
allowed me to finish the entire paper.
That was my first realization of the power of the pen, and that I might
possess a fraction of that power. I wish I had that paper today. Unfortunately, I don't. I didn't realize it at the time, but the descriptiveness of my story
was really over the top, but I was responding to my emotions. I remember sentences like ... "People wandered screaming
and unseeing with blackened holes draining a pus colored liquid where eyes had moments before looked out at just an ordinary
day."
I actually received compliments from fellow students on my paper. That really should have gotten
my attention, but it didn't.
It took me so long to discover this as a gift because I wasn't listening;
didn't know how to listen. I was clearly shown that day in history class, but I refused to believe such a marvelous
thing could be mine. I didn't understand that I was supposed to write. Write whether I ever made a dime at it ... really,
write whether anyone ever read a lot of it; write for the sheer joy of writing.
So, I guess what I'm trying
to share is ... don't waste time questioning when it is shown to you. Acknowledge whatever it is, and get busy developing,
and using what is truly a blessing from God. Even if it is something you don't plan on doing as a career, try to find
some place for it in your life. I'm sure you won't be sorry.
I believe that ultimately we're here to: SERVE AND BE SERVED ENLIGHTEN
AND BE ENLIGHTENED LOVE AND BE LOVED ... AND TO PASS IT ALL ON!
Posted 11/14/07 
Here's that question again; the question that has resonated
in the hearts and minds of men probably since the dawn of time. Why are we here? Surely there is some
higher reason for our existence than simply being born, struggling to make our way and survive, and then dying! I certainly
believe so.
I don't think we're here by accident, and I don't believe we're meant to live
pointless, chase your tail lives, then die and it's all over. Of course, purpose is the overarching theme of my
novel, The Secret of the Veil.
I believe we're meant to grow and develop as spiritual beings and
to grow in our faith in God; I also believe we're meant to actually accomplish something outside of ourselves
for God's Kingdom while we're here.
No, we're not all meant to be preachers of the gospel, or
serve as missionaries in foreign lands, but we all have something to bring to the table. That something is tied to our
purpose. We have been given the tools needed to make a difference in the world. Those tools are our
talents. Those talents are actually gifts (God's gifts to His children).
When we work in our gifts we
bring about changes, both great and small - some we're aware of, others we're not. But, make a difference, we
do! And, that difference is at least part of why we're here. Now, there may be a three or
ten part answer to the question of our purpose, but our gifts is at least one part of the answer. It is when
we're working with the talents that God has given us that we're our happiest, most contented, most
productive selves. Maybe you're a great communicator, or singer, preacher, writer, diplomat, organizer,
entertainer ... whatever.
When we have the ability to do something exceedingly well, and find enjoyment in it,
that is a gift from God; and one of the reasons we are here on earth is to use that ability. I believe we're
all gifted in multiple areas, and one of the challenges of our lives is to find out what those areas are, develop
and grow them, and use them.
To hear an adult say, "I don't know what I do well,"
is to hear someone who haven't given any serious thought to the subject. If they had they'd realize that
maybe they can clean far better than the average person, and really enjoy the process; they may have the ability to organize
a closet, a meeting, or a conference with equal ability, and again, enjoy the process; or maybe they can sing like an
angel without the least bit of effort. We all have something we do well; that's a gift.
When we ask the question, "What is my purpose? Why am I here?" We should follow that by asking, "What
are my gifts? What is it that I do well, better than the average person and enjoy doing? When we answer the second
question, we're well on our way to answering at least part of the first.
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