The Greatest Gift of All

by Judy on June 18, 2014

Judy Armstrong as 'Granny'

Judy Armstrong as ‘Granny’

Ya gotta love yerself even when ya start saggin’, losing yer teeth and growin’ hairs in yer ears. Jest look around – ya ain’t on yer own!” This is one of my favorite sayings by ‘Granny’, a character I often play as part of my workshops, keynotes and stage performances.

You are an incredible human being, whether or not you are chastising yourself or patting yourself on the back, whether you’re in a productive mode or procrastinating, whether you’re in a winter or summer phase of growth, whether you feel the whisperings of creativity, or whether you feel in the depths of despair. You can act out your most outrageous, spontaneous self or your shy, withdrawn self; your scared little person dramas or your most insightful leadership roles. There is really nothing wrong or right here, just a learning experience – nothing to judge – no reason to judge the judging. It just Is. You are the most beloved child of the Universe and it is time to claim your innocence and know that all things are possible.

Have you ever tried to portray a false version of yourself? For instance, you might pretend that you are a super cheery person on a day that your whole world seems upside down; or you might try to impress someone with your scholarly knowledge, while inside, you may be afraid that you don’t know enough; or your main focus may be to attain notoriety to win the approval of your parents or peers; or you may have an unconscious conspiracy to keep yourself little to prove to your loved ones who believe in you, that they are wrong. In truth, what others think of you is not important. Just be honest with yourself.

Granny says to jest be yerself

Granny says to ‘jest be yerself’

Granny would say, “If ya ain’t being’ yerself, ya ain’t bein’ anything!”

In working with people from around the world, I have discovered that we are really much the same inside. We just want to be appreciated and feel completely safe to be ourselves. You don’t ever have to ‘get’ something from the outside to make you more complete. True education is from the ‘within to the without’. You only have to give Who You Are and allow the rhythm of the Universe to breathe through you. As Granny says, “When ya remember t’ pay attention t’ what yer heart is tellin’ ya, you’ll be surprised what ya see!”

We tend to relate our identity with our deeds rather than our beingness. For example, I can call myself a speaker-singer-songwriter-coach and I have letters after my name which may be impressive to some people who place value on credentials. However, to be more truthful, I could say, I AM That I AM and sometimes, I speak or sing or compose, or go for a walk and look at the stars (I don’t do ovens …). But I also express as a mom, wife, sister, aunt, friend or a daughter and my purpose is whatever presents itself in the moment.

We all teach each other

We all teach each other

There is so much more happening than what we see in this third density. As awareness of multidimensionality grows, our sensitivity to energy will expand and we begin to feel the process beyond what people are saying. When I coach someone in voice performance and presentation, it may appear that I am the teacher, but I often feel the roles are reversed. Since all leaders teach what they most need to learn, the pupil arrives when the teacher is ready. We come together to remember Oneness.

Within each moment you can feel and experience the Power, Wisdom and Love of the Universe, and if you are fully awake and available in the Now, you will constantly receive reminders which keep you on track. These reminders can come disguised in all shapes and sizes and you will never have to look past where you are. Remember, that the trill of a bird, a leaf carried by the wind, or even a phone call, can float into your consciousness as a metaphor to give unique meanings to your life.

Granny says, "Ya can do anythin' ya want to"

* Granny would nudge you to chuckle

Granny, with her barnyard humor would nudge you to chuckle and basically “Git up and do a little ditty jest fer the fun of it.” She advises, “You can do anythin’ ya want to – ya jest gotta believe ya can, that’s all! And it’s OK t’ feel yer feelings’. If ya feel excited, that’s OK … if ya feel sad, that’s OK too! If ya feel down and out, jest git up and shout, ‘I’m down and out!’ Feelins’ won’t hurt ya, lessin’ of course, ya put a lid on ‘em. Jest say how ya feel and git on with yer life. There’s bound t’ be a gift a waitin’ fer ya right around the corner. And if it ain’t, jest take another breath, and go try out one of last years catalogues.”

A whole new level of depth and fun is available when you are just Being YOU – free and fulfilled. By saying yes to whatever life brings, including snarled traffic, dripping taps, our angers or hurts and even our sadness, we can give up resisting what is happening. By breathing into the present, accepting and allowing, you can be at One with the core of your being. Yes, it is possible to be at peace in the midst of chaos!

81cf58_0d3d4a74025ecb32aafb25c8c499b2ec.jpg_srz_400_270_75_22_0.50_1.20_0[1]Your life does not have to be a struggle. Attempting to return to old patterns of behavior is like trying to put on a small, old, worn-out overcoat. It simply doesn’t fit. You were meant to play more, to laugh more and to experience Love in every facet of your life. Deep within you dwells the richest treasures, the rainbow colors and music of your life and your purpose for living.

In the quiet of each moment, Trust and Know
that you are Whole and Complete just as you are.
And from this centered place, All is Well.

What is the melody in your soul? What is the song you are longing to express? What talents are wanting to awaken within you? Listen to your hearts wisdom and always remember this ~

The Greatest Gift is You, being Yourself.
And the Greatest Gift of All
Simply “BE-ING!”




I would love you to visit my website and read the stories behind some of my songs at Spirit to Story to Song Website Home

While you are there, enjoy my Gift to you – a Free Download of my song, “Give Yourself Love“.

To Listen to Song Clips or Download Songs from my CD’s, click on links below

2d5030_97d140ead66403e04e433f44bec0e4a3.png_srz_615_445_75_22_0.50_1.20_0[1]Inside of Me

Let Your Heart Sing

Flying Free

Time to Shine

Kids (for all ages) by Tink and Judy

Sing All the Way Home (Vol. 1)


* Third photo of Granny by Sonja-Rae

© Judy Armstrong 2013



To Our Maggie

by Judy on February 18, 2014

Our Maggie loves her toy

Our Maggie loves her toy

I look at her lovingly while she is resting. It’s not quite time for her to go across the Rainbow Bridge into Spirit, but it is getting closer. A golden retriever’s earth life seems so short and I find myself wondering how it passed so quickly.

We adopted Maggie when she was 3 years old. She had experienced much loss in her young life. Joanne, her owner, passed away from leukemia at the age of 47. We knew Joanne, her children and parents, Jacquie and Bob Darby. Maggie’s 12th birthday will be in mid-March. We’re not sure if she will make it to then.

I brushed you today Maggie and your fur, thinning a bit now, is soft and silky. Your adorable white face rests on your favorite toy. This is your ‘greeting toy’ as you always pick it up when someone comes to the door. Family is important to you and you are the happiest when we are all together in one room. My husband, Tink Robinson, just returned from a meeting. You don’t have the energy to get up to meet him tonight, but your eyes and your tail flapping on the floor show your love. We sit down beside you to give you a gentle massage.

I took this photo Jacquie Darby and Maggie on the day we adopted our golden.

Adoption day. Maggie with Jacquie

I will always remember when you first came to live with us. Bob and Jacquie brought you from Edmonton, Alberta. As soon as they pulled into our driveway and opened the van door, you shot past us and charged around our big yard (which soon became ‘your’ yard). Your ‘grandparents’ stayed for a couple of days and as they were leaving, Jacquie warned me that you would be high maintenance for a few months. Truer words were never spoken. But, dear Maggie, you have been so worth it. We gave you all our love (and patience) and you returned it a thousand fold.

After the first visit to the vet, when you pulled me off my feet on your panicky bolt to the door, I took you to obedience classes. Who knew that you would be their star pupil! I so miss taking you to the field where you could run freely. While I would bathe in the breathtaking view of the Rocky mountains, you were digging into the gopher holes. All I could see of you was your fluffy bottom and waving tail. Sometimes, you would have a game of tag with a young red fox, both of you laughing from the sheer joy of playing. When you would hike with us further into the foothills, you looked as if you owned the land. Those were the days when you never seemed to tire.

And in our backyard, I can still see you charging around the apple tree with your own version of ‘can’t catch me’. You would run so fast that you were on an angle, then instantly change directions. No way could I catch you! Then we would both lie down on the grass together, laughing and communing.

Maggie loves the foothills

Maggie loves the foothills

Swimming in the dugout at Cathy Water's Pet Resort

Swimming in the dugout

The first day that we took you out to Mrs. Doolittle’s Pet Resort (owned by Cathy and Neil Waters), you were in seventh heaven. You got to be a farm dog out there, romp across the hills and valleys with the other dogs and swim in the dugout. Cathy tells us that you were always the first one in the water and the last one to leave. We never understood though why you would try to hide when we mentioned the word, B.A.T.H. To us, after a good wash, you would smell infinitely better than cow manure. The only time you stood patiently in the bathtub was the summer of 2012 when you got skunked, not once, not twice, but three different times! Each encounter happened just before midnight. Good advice for owners of golden retrievers – always keep skunk shampoo and a gallon jug of vinegar on hand.

Reya and Maggie in our back yard

Reya and Maggie in our back yard

Your very best dog friend of all is Reya, our kids’ Newfoundlander. You towered over her when you first met, but soon she outgrew you to 145 lbs. When Reya came to visit, you both invented your own game of rough and tumble. Tink snapped the picture perfectly when you both got up at once with Reya standing immediately over you. Now Reya has moved to Ontario and you probably won’t see each other again, at least not in this lifetime.

Maggie loves snow

Maggie loves snow

Yesterday was a fun day for you because you got to go with Tink to one of your favorite places – the Bomber Command Museum. You were so excited to be included and then on top of that, we had company! We were overjoyed to see you laughing. Today, all you want to do is sleep. We still go for short little strolls when your lame leg isn’t acting up. And you do love snow. Every once in a while, you indicate that you would like to play if you just had more energy.

The vet told us that we have to think of how you are feeling, rather than hold on to you too long. We feel the dilemma of wanting you to stay longer while knowing you will be happy and free when you see Joanne again. I know you will always be OK Maggie. Nothing in this lower dimension is permanent. We simply cannot bear to see you suffer.

Unconditional Love

Unconditional Love

Promise me that you will let us know when it’s time. Until then, Tink and I are taking turns sleeping downstairs with you. We cherish every moment and are so grateful that you are still here. Tonight I will run and play with you in my dreams.

Dearest Maggie, you are the most precious gift.

Our beautiful Maggie

Our beautiful Maggie


Judy and Maggie for profile FB


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