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!

On the floor next to my bed you will find slippers and 3 books I pick up and a book light.

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.

Sitting with Wands

IMG_6077This morning I made time to sit with 3 of my wands out on the back deck. In an effort to strengthen my meditation practices, becoming still in nature was exactly what I needed today. Wands are excellent communicators channeling just the right frequency to help us gain harmony.

Never Give Up… Someday

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I sell wands at various metaphysical fairs on the East Coast, bringing extra magic into people’s lives. There is one person in particular who has helped spread the word of Blue Aventurine’s wands up and down the coast and her name is Jess Steinman. Not only do I have a privilege of calling her a best friend, Jess’s mediumship gift is impressive along with her dazzling teaching techniques igniting the psychic in all of us. My most recent outdoor venture was at Hilltown Holistic Center in Greenfield MA, which of course was suggested by Jess.

As the day passed, I got up from behind my sparkly table to stretch my legs. I complimented a woman on her uniquely patterned blue and grey dress. After, “Thank you” she asked me if I was the one who sells wands. “I just had a reading by Jess and she told me to seek you out and ask about a meditation wand.” Trying hard not to freak out, making a strong attempt to remain professional, I bleated out, “I have it for you!” Her wand had been patiently waiting about 7 years for her and was among my wears of the day.

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Her Meditation Wand was titled just that and was one of the first wands I made for retail and the wand had gone on consignment as well as being packed up and displayed at various craft fairs over the years. I was ecstatic to finally match up the right person to wield this magnificent wand. The story of the Meditation Wand can continue for 3 more pages but the point I wanted to make is how the power behind wands is one to be marveled at. It’s been several weeks now since the event and I still am getting wowed from how all the pieces came together to unite these two. The best takeaway from the story is to listen to your intuition, don’t second guess the impulses when nudged to push yourself for the greater good of us all.

Thank You Mark!

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I have been adding my childhood collections to Blue Aventurine’s Etsy shop now for months. Today, I decided to put my last electronic game up for sale. 2XL was going up for grabs along with all the others who used to live in my toy closet. It makes no sense to keep the games, dolls, and play things packed away in a box. The movie(s) Toy Story pulled on my heart strings over the years making a sealed cardboard container a type of tomb. Liberating many of these cherished possessions has lifted excitement only toys can bring to people of all ages.

Before I list an item, an inspection happens making sure the buyer will be getting the treasure they are hoping for. Plugged in my old friend to check his signs of life. No lights in his eyes, no 1978 cute robot sounds from the speaker, no crackle of turing the volume up, no life. Drag. Not giving up, I fed him an 8-track tape, then turned the knob hoping to resuscitate my buddy. Yes! I could hear the motor moving! One of his lights was glowing. Not enough to deem 2XL alive though. I preformed a few common troubleshoots to no avail. I pulled the plug and sat on the floor with him like I had done so many years in the past.

The one person who could preform a mechanical miracle is my cousin Mark. With tears swelling in my eyes, I need to correct the sentence and rewrite, “was my cousin Mark”. This man could talk to electronics, such a scientist. Today the family pinball machine and shuffle board bowling machine are in working order, when they break down again I fear the gaming will cease. 2XL had no chance in coming back because there was no electric doctor to physically call up. Grief comes in waves. Another shift with life, another change, another aspect of love, another tear coupled with a tissue.

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An hour or so later, I built up the courage to continue with listing the late 70’s fascination. Figured I would plug him for a picture. Always good to show the levels of working order for those out there with a doctorate in electronic gadgets. 2XL’s brain indicator (red dot on the forehead aka third eye) did light up indicating juice flowing. The picture would not reflect the slow drone of the motor but I could explain the sound in the description. I staged the first shot to depict all that would be had when the Etsy buyer found my grammar school friend. A twist of the dial to the right getting the brain activated coupled with a skooch back from me to take a picture. Could it be? Are you kidding me? Really? The wave of memories from minutes on top of minutes of wonder, the long spans of companionship… Etsy will not be gaining another toy today.

Mechanics coming to life again has only happened to me one other time. I do consider both reactivations to fit into the miracle category. Over the years, I’ve learned anything is possible. I am very happy to share my cousin’s spirit achievements of tinkering with physical things back here on earth. Thank you Mark for fixing 2XL. My brother’s kids are still young enough to enjoy the magic careful, thought-out programing along with basic  electronic engineering can create. Grateful, honored, and heartfelt love Mark. Thank you again.

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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.

Wonderful Wand Win on Facebook

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On Facebook, there are a few more days to get your qualifying entry in to win one of 5 wands! With every like, share, and sentence comment within a 24 hours of the status post, your name will be added. This event is going on till the end of April.

Pop on over to Blue Aventurine’s page on Facebook and join in on the growing excitement! Please know if you tell me on the FB page you follow me on WordPress or Pinterest, I will type in your name again for additional chances for the Wonderful Wand Win!

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?

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

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Since I believe that many things we can add to our lives in order to improve our life style, I would like to write about items and why (or how) they bring us comfort. I was talking to a friend about why I love my journal so much. It is simply because with it, I am myself. This is the only place where I fully and totally honest. With my diary, I am my true self and feel safe being so. No judgement, no replies or suggestions, no correcting or interjections, no expectations… simply a place to share, dump and unwind. My own choice of words and grammar rules along with my own style of handwriting. Freedom to be who I am, expressing my day’s events and situations.

An object will take on the intended personality we assign to it. Usually the best lovin’ vibes start when you are gifted something. Any gift is usually a token of appreciation passed to another with love. My first journal was a gift from an adult friend. She must have been in her early late 20’s and I was nearing 18. This empty paged book carried with it an intention of bringing comfort or joy to me during my struggles with early adulthood. A wish was cast with hopes of helping me sort things out. Add to the excitement of gratitude and proper care… voila, a magical X has now appeared. You now possess a special item ready go on a journey with you as a source of remembrance and assistance.

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.