Energy Grid

 

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Energy can be conjured up in many ways. As I am typing this out, I am surrounded by Siri playing a musical station featuring stringed instruments. So lovely how a violin and a viola cut through the air changing vibrations we can feel deeply. Scents attract many species into our space, the nose is keen for an animal’s survival. Essential oils permeate my cells today because I anointed myself before I started writing this blog. A candle glows as oxygen and fire do the tango they have done over thousands of years. Energy involves action in one form or another. We can amply this force by awareness, respect, and involvement (to but name a few ways)!

Grid work is a playful strategy of moving power which is circling us at every moment. Adding good intentions, directing loving suggestions, incorporating pieces of nature helps with coping in day to day life. Turning to the outdoors, taking earth magic and infusing the wonder into our energy field causes shifts in our being. Meditating on the imagery of an energy grid allows ripples and quakes in our mind’s pool of thought. Clarity fused with renewed pep is often the outcome of an energy grid. This is a remote technique and is a fun, colorful way to try out the mystique of shifting day to day life as you know it!

Heave Ho, Let’s Go!

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There is communication all around us, constant and continual. The trick is to tune into the waves to pick up on incoming messages being sent your way. Example, the other morning had a fire drill effect message (mind you, not an alarm emergency siren) to get me moving at 9AM sharp. I didn’t want to budge out of bed because work was not until 1pm and lounging was my plan for at least another half hour. The urgent message to put my feet on the floor, drag a comb across my head was starling. By trusting my gut (solar plexus) over the years, listening to spirit’s whispers, and believing in other modes of communication, I don’t ignore the nudges like I used to. I know swift action is important when visual interpretations start to play out in my mind. Typically I see elementals using their might to pull, push, or roll me out of bed. A fun and playful ordeal expressing the need for me to start the day, I have no choice but to get up.

Remote energy work is amongst one of my favorite craft forms. I set up grids (taught to me as Reiki Grids) for people who request clearing out of their energy field or maybe they are interested in an extra boost for more gusto or even a person might want to simply maintain good health. A grid was active for a dear friend and changes were needed at a specific cosmological time. This is what became more apparent as the seconds went by once out of bed. Prompt movement was required most likely from windows of opportunity held open in the cosmos. I moved a few crystals to different positions on the grid, smudged (smoke from herbs), and rang Tibetan bells to evoke shifts. For my friend to benefit and take advantage of a shift the universe made available, her spirit guides worked in tangent with my guardians to have this physical human work some magic!

Pay attention to the messages, gifts, changes, whispers, inklings, radio songs, pictures, and other ways something catches your eye and thought. We are not alone in this world. Ask the incoming frequency for a clearer understanding, even meditate on the change. Practicing every day will help you put your best foot forward in the world.

The Code: Intenders Circle

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A good friend of mind has created a group which is following the practices of Tony Burroughs. This gathering has us meeting about once a month to state intentions thought up to help make for a better future for all. A deliberate attempt is made to voice in front of an audience as well as for us to hear our own desires, specific qualities, dreams, wishes, and goals. Being cautious to speak in the present with direction towards the future, positive affirmations are cast.

In the coming year, I will write about each of the ten intentions for a better world. I am not even past chapter one and loving the book. There is something special when words taken in by sight cause emotions bringing tears.

Things that Bring You Comfort, Metaphysically Speaking (part three)

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Jewelry tends to be worn in close contact with one’s body. This personal connection is different from a stuffed animal’s power yet not do not think it any less. Many of us want to hold something to trigger a memory or receive comfort, typically from a person who has passed on. Objects are further given positive reinforcement by our need to feel love. When jewelry is handed down by generations it carries unique energies stemming from the original owner. A blend of old traditions, beliefs, blood lines, journeys, all enabling the heirloom to become an evolving mastery of life.

These comfort items will always encapsulate the intentions granted onto them for as long as they are in existence. I like to think when I parted with my childhood stuffed animals, the love inside melted down, into the earth. If my cloth companions got incinerated I wished the smoke and vapors blended with the air. As I unpack boxes featuring my ancestors glassware, the importance and pride is not lost on me. Jewelry shared from my mother makes me feel stronger in my core either wearing or simply looking at the gems. Since everything is energy, why not always build an energetic wave in a positive manor? Keep or send comfort things away with love and joy always.

Things that Bring You Comfort, Metaphysically Speaking (part two)

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The easiest comfort qualifier, filled with love comes from our childhood. Most likely you still have something, a stuffed animal or a blanket you once held close when you were an infant. Cute nick names are often given to prized possessions setting them apart from other common cuddles. As you aged, that wooby or Mr. Flopsy got a little ragged yet gained more importance over the months.

Any item can be infused with love, regardless of the material it is made out of. Of course some compounds are easier permeated allowing the emotion to carry throughout; an example being cotton verses plastic. Gifts of stuffed animals or homemade blankets tend to be the goto items of our early days. Our caretakers recognize the soothing that happens when we are given our favorite. The softness of a worn blanket against a cheek or covering our little bodies is just the right remedy for what ails us emotionally. Love is an energy which weaves around items not lost on the children who feel and see so effortlessly.

Do you still have something from the toddler years?

Without Voice-boxes Come Voices from Nature

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My relationship with the mineral kingdom keeps on growing as I learn more and develop my bond with nature. Each day I learn more of who I am, deep within my soul. Several months ago, a video was brought to my attention of a boy (aged 7) talking about crystals grids. I watched the video with tears in my eyes from the amazement of knowledge he spoke with. HIs relationship with rocks was similar to mine, the difference was he talked so openly and freely about it where as I tend to keep to myself. He has gotten a lot of recognition and developed his voice as more videos have been recorded. I’m sure you will enjoy looking up articles and events he is part of. Adam, The Crystal Grid Maker, has helped me realize the conversations or inner truths do happen as easily as we breath.

February is Love Month!

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For the calendar’s L-O-V-E month, I thought I would offer up a caring deal for those of you seeking energy work.

There are a few choices you have for taking me up on a reduced session this month. Being local to CT makes holding a face to face meeting something we can plan for. I wrote about what to expect from spending an hour with me on WordPress several years back. Every experience is different as is every time we work together. I have changed my craft but the base, the main components are still the same. What you may find different with me verses other practitioners you have encountered is my willingness to listen to my intuition, guides, and guest speakers.

If travel around Connecticut U.S.A is not in your future, please know there are other ways we can communicate sending healing energies your way. Everyone, no matter where they live or what extra time their calendar allows can benefit from remote work. Energy is free flowing. We know it works well through power lines being noticeable throughout our landscape with large power stations and transformers. Like radio waves, broadcasting or beaming healing energy shares a similar movement though the air. I wrote a short piece on this blog recently about the Reiki practice of formulating a grid. Another way to transmit messages and helpful inspirations is though shaman journeying.

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Either way you choose energy work, I am sure you will find it fun and helpful on many levels. If interested, I can go into more detail in the comments area. Please know we can chat privately by Email too.

Benefits of a Reiki Grid

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I have set up two recently and marvel at the power generated from placing quartz crystals in a pattern and drawing Reiki symbols over them (usually done with a wand). Because of my relationship with the mineral kingdom, I typically add other gems to the grid. Each set up is uniquely different. I always have a fun time communicating with the crystals and learning who wants to go where and how the energy should flow by adjusting points and positions. The Antahkarana Symbol (above) is the base for the crystals with other mineral friends joining in and placed here and there.

When I feel the personalized grid is at it’s peak, I take a picture to share with the individual who requested the remote Reiki treatment. For respect of privacy, I do not share any of these photos on social media. Therefore, you probably have not seen this aspect of my energy work I adore. I would be happy to set one up on your behalf! The grid is great for energy balancing, wiggling out stagnancy within our systems, shifting inner focus, healing wounds known and unrealized, giving extra pep to our bodies, and of course many other pieces not fully recognized to assist us to become greater.

Edit adding in February 2018 to share more information on my grid development and set up, please know change is very important with energy work. Nature does not stay the same, life does not stay the same, methods alter and switch. Over the years, I’ve used different designs other than the Antahkarana which I originally learned with. Other metaphysical tools have come in and out of grid set-ups with sound (vibration) being a notable addition to this remote work. A detailed write up and pictures are sent to you daily for as long as the grid is active (minimum of 3 days).

The Rite of Passage

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There are many honorable moments that happen throughout our lives. If we are lucky, when the opportunities arrive, the event will have our attention and respect to notice the celebratory gift before us. Myself along with many other family members were able to witness my father’s passing a few days ago. The mental imagery from a psychic point of view is something I would like to document as well as share with you. Death should not be feared or thought of as problematic, yet embraced with respect and dignity to the best of our abilities. Because of what I believe to be true, I feel it is important to share, helping assist others with the passing to the next level of existence.

My father of 76 years was able to make a transition into the energetic realm without much difficulty, in my opinion. I feel having many of his loved ones present during death only helped. Sure it was emotionally trying but we all didn’t forbid him to leave us physically. My dad is the second person I’ve been with while they were dying. From my experiences with metaphysical practices, I was able to assist making sure to do what was necessary to help with the transition.

The process was quick with dad and I used my instincts not asking for permission to do certain things I deemed appropriate. When the nurse (an angel in a human’s skin) came in, I did repeat what was said out loud in a stronger voice to make sure my dad heard. Raising the vibration of love and compassion mixed with acceptance for the inevitable. The importance of knowing what was going on by all in the room made a difference for the better in comfort, knowledge and respect as a whole. Our family physician came in twice during his rounds making everything easier for my mother along with us as well. Everything seemed to be a group effort, the way life should be without one person carrying the burden of “X”.

Metaphysically, the first inkling was to open up the window’s mini-blinds. I did this casually without saying anything to those in the room with me. Simply going over to the window and twirling the pole to open the slats welcoming in the morning light. I felt guided to create a place for movement between the worlds. So grateful to have a room with a window! The next thing that crossed my mind was to make him more comfortable and what better way then to play some Irish music. My brother questioned this move I did automatically, to which I replied, “Dad loves music and it will bring him comfort” helping with all of our angst in the long run. Both of these actions were done with deliberate intention thus helping the magic of life to be further fulfilled with the rites of passage.

As family members were summoned, morphine increased (know he wasn’t uncomfortable, only wanted to talk but couldn’t physically thus the furrowed brow misunderstood as discomfort… and I didn’t press the issue for the increase cause he would have held on longer) the mental imagery was more vivid with typical guests one would expect to appear during a death. Because the Irish music was playing, in his good ear, the Banshee came forth. When she arrived, I said out loud, “Okay, trying to handle the Banshee in the room” while my mom, brother, and spouse looked at me with questions in their eyes and sealed lips. Her yell wasn’t unpleasant, just more-so startling because it was my first time hearing her in this lifetime. I owe my dear friend for bringing the folklore from Ireland to my attention on this one. In my minds eye, she appeared simply as a 4 foot, medium built, cloaked, brown haired woman in her mid 40’s. I was not afraid of her, rather startled if I am to be honest. Her announcement for impending death was something I was not ready to accept. Fear is a tricky monster and unfortunately it attaches itself to things that should not be classified as fearful (which is what I’ve been learning the past week).

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Shortly after the Banshee sounded, I noticed The Grim Reaper standing in the hallway. This vision was not startling and had more of a sense of passage with calmness to him. Not sure if I was giving the Reaper a sex because of my beliefs or if a sex is assigned to the being. The Banshee was female but not typical as we humans know a female to be. This is true of the Reaper too. I think energetic beings take on the persona we idealize them with despite what they are truly are made of. Regardless, I did say out loud, “The Grim Reaper is here.” to which my brother replied, “Oh, Okay!” I don’t blame him one bit for the curt statement cause it isn’t something one saids typically. Actually, I was surprised that I said it out loud. Because I was taken back from the appearances and needing to voice things going on to help me with the process, perhaps I should have been more quite. Yet it’s not my personality to keep things lock inside. However, now thinking of my vocalizations, it may have not helped others and should have been something best kept to myself to be expressed at a later time.

At this point, my father’s sister had shown up along with my sister in law (whom I love dearly). I was more cautious with what I said out loud because of the mix of family bringing the count to nine in the room. At my fathers side, I told him in a strong voice (being his morphine increased to 6 milligrams) who had come to stay by his bedside. Not caring about what others thought about my motives, I was proud and honored to assist him with understanding the shifts in the Intensive Care Unit room he was in. Later I shared with my mother the vision of many backyard wild animals who ran through the room, out the window, guiding and ushering the next stage. My guess on the animals passing by was a testament of the care we shared with all of the outdoor animals our cats, windows, or other kill on our watch. Many were buried in the back yard or placed in the woods. The energetic recognition of my dear friend who stood up against the wall next to my mother for support along with my paternal grandfather who stopped by to show the way for his son into the next level of existence. All apparitions playing a part to usher a kind and loving soul to another field.

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My mother has summoned a priest to issue the last catholic rites. I had no choice but to drop to my knees and pray for an understanding father to not bind my father to his physical body but rather to help guide his transition to the next world with grace. I did not protest this catholic rite despite my misgivings of the ceremony, it was my mother’s wishes and I knew my dad and I would overcome misguided notions, superseding the inevitable. The man who came to administer the final rite was kind without pomp and circumstance. Eternally grateful for the person to administer and bond us all forever in prayer.

The last moments of my father’s physical life was my sister-in-law playing her children’s video in his ear. Their dad, her husband, my brother was away for work the other week and she recorded the 4 kids (aged 3 to 8 yrs.) saying hello to their dad during dinner. Her timing, sharing the voices of grandchildren is what made it possible for the transition of her father-in-law to take place. Not a moment too soon or too late; an absolute perfectly impeccable move on her part to assist. Spellbindingly magnificently choreographed, a man of great love was released from a physical body on the vibration of children’s voices to the after life.