Friday, March 3, 2017



As I was reading Gary Zukav’s Seat of the Soul, he described a concept that I have struggled with before. It’s the concept of being ONE.  It is hard to wrap our human minds around this concept and one of my quandaries has always been that we often hear of ‘Old Souls’, which points to time and age, and if we are ONE, wouldn’t we all be the same age? Gary used the analogy of the Ocean to explain.

Imagine the ocean. The ocean is whole, but if we take a cup of water out of the ocean, then we have a separated piece of the ocean. That cup of ocean water may be taken from New York or Florida or North Carolina or Hawaii, so the experience of that cup of water will be different because the shore that it came from is of different experiences.

When we think of it this way, we can see how we can be individual AND one with the “All That Is”. The life or age of that particular and separated cup of water will begin on the day that it was taken out of the ocean. This explains the age of the ‘cup of ocean water’ being a different ‘age’ than the ocean. That cup of water will experience different situations than the ocean as it makes its way around new surroundings.

We can then also understand that each of the separate droplets of water are what make up the whole ocean.

It might be easier to be kind to each other when we can see that we are also all part of the one human whole. I hope this helps others to maybe understand this very important message.

Have a great Friday Peeps!

Hugs and Mush, Gommy

Wednesday, February 8, 2017



Hello Boys and Girls. It’s been a while since I’ve written on my blog. Ever since Facebook, I’ve written my thoughts on that site. But I felt compelled to look at my Gommy’s Goodies this morning and thought I’d share a thought or two with you.

We find ourselves in a weird, weird sort of time these days. There are so many people who are lying and now we even have something called Fake News, where things are purposely made up to sway how we think. It’s scary times that we are living in right now boys and girls and we have to keep on our toes so that we don’t get duped. Or duped even more than we have been lately.

Dealing with a pathological anything is very tricky. A pathological liar, narcissist, or anything that falls under the personality disorder that includes pathological, is suffering on some level, from an instability and a lack insight that doesn’t involve them.

I guess I am a bit over-sensitive to lying because I was brought up by a mother who detested lying. I never found out why she hated lying  as much as she did, but I remember her always saying – “You can trust a thief more than a liar because you can see someone stealing, but you can’t tell when they are lying.”  Truth was very important to my Mom and she handed down it down to me.

The scariest thing about a PL is that they think they are telling the truth.  The most important thing to remember about a PL is that they lack empathy as well. This is mainly because the PL doesn’t think how their lie will affect anyone else because they only think of themselves.

Once trust is lost, it’s almost impossible to get it back. But the PL doesn’t think this far either. So, my only suggestion in dealing with a PL is to know the person and once you do know someone really well, it will become very apparent that they are known not only to stretch the truth, but that they rarely ever tell the truth. And on the occasion that they may be saying something truthful, they won’t be believed – much like the little boy who cried wolf in the fairy tale that we all remember from our childhood.

The next time you feel it’s necessary to tell a lie, check yourself because even if you aren’t a PL, it’s a slippery slope because you will have to tell another lie after the first one because one lie leads to another lie to cover up the first lie and on and on and on. That’s another thing my Mom told me – “You have to have a perfect memory to be a liar, or you’ll get caught every time!”

Remember always that Honesty is ALWAYS the Best Policy my friends!



Hugs and Mush, Gommy