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.

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.

Trinity

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.

In all fairy fairness, they need to know too.

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Today was different for me. Later on tonight, my husband and I will be signing a contract to move into a condo a few miles down the road, in another town. For better part of the morning I could not stop crying. After reflecting on my emotions a bit more, I realized it was not all me. I was picking up on other emotions running high in my general area. The elementals in the yard were wondering what was going on. They had been piecing together snippets of conversations from inside of the house along with other events not typical everyday going ons. The meltdown I was experiencing prompted a phone call from my husband to find out if I was OK or not. We had been Emailing a few times during the morning hours. He was exactly the person I needed to talk with. Reflecting on the emotions and conversation, it was more like him listening to me explain how difficult it is to part with my friends in the yard.

The landscape here, presently, is not manicured, not much lawn and a whole lot of rock. We have cut down trees to assist with the overall look and health of the land. Bushes, flowers and other plants have come in with the assistance of the animals. It’s pretty in a natural habitat type of way. The wildlife is very comfortable here, foxes have been spied sunning themselves in the driveway and deer have bedded down in the back yard for an afternoon siesta.

whole lot of rocks

Because I wanted to make sure everyone (by everyone, I mean the elementals) was on the same page and getting the information correctly. It was up to me to step outside and explain what was going to be happening in the next few weeks. To make sure my voice was heard clearly, I thought to use some wands. Twice, at different times within a half hour, I stepped out onto the back deck with the Fairy Wand in one hand and the Quartz Point Amplifier Wand in the other. My goal was to explain what was what because they should be privy to how their life is going to be effected and what changes will be happing to them too.

“Hello, I wanted you to hear it from me so you have a better understanding of what will be going on with this house and your land in the coming months. We are going to be moving to another house. Many of the rocks and other fun items I’ve shared with you over the time together here will stay. Another owner will be moving into this house and we will make sure they will be a match for you.

In the new home, I will put a few bottles on the trees, toss some buttons in the yard and greet you often, like I do here. Please let your cousins know we will be visiting them soon AND know you are always welcome to come over and play. I love you all so very, very much and appreciate all the love you have always given back to me, over the years.”

I made sure I went into the front yard to explain the human happenings again. Every direction will have a different vibe to it but for me I typically address the front and the back of the yard. The sense I get from the front yard is more serious to me, kind of an elder feeling whereas the back yard is a bunch of rambunctious silly heads! For some reason, the conversation turned to a question and answer session. I answered the enquires even though many of them were repeats from what I just said out loud. My inner understanding of elemental proper communication is by sound and intense emotional expression. I stared to point the wands to areas with hopes of conveying what my human words were sounding with hopes of being understood.

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The two signs that helped me feel stronger with it all were received from both the front and back yard. In the back, the second time I stepped out onto the deck, a gust of wind brought down some light snow. This sprinkling of flakes shown like glitter in the sunlight and lightly brushed against my face and body. “Fairy dust!” I though in my mind as tears welled up once again with joy, love and appreciation. From the front, during the Q&A session, I was asked what I would be taking with us. More specifically, what yard ornaments would be going to the new residence. I started pointing the wands to items as I answered. As I was just about to indicate the chakra wind chime, one of the stones struck the metal bar. “Yes, I will be taking that wind chime with us!” I said out loud.

What to Expect from an Energy Session

Sometimes giving too much of an explanation is not necessarily a good thing, especially when you are skeptical to begin with. However, some type of introduction to what you are about to experience can be helpful and even tamp down some of those I don’t know if this is for me feelings. In my opinion, the receiver has to be willing and ready in order for healing energy to be absorbed gracefully. When a first time client comes to me, I typically tell them what to expect from an energy session from me… and it goes a little like this:

You (fully clothed) will be situated in a safe and relaxing environment (my living room) seated in a reclining lounge chair with blankets and pillows. It will not be a massage but every now and then I will place my hands on your arms or legs, which is referred to as “light touch”. Music can be playing or not, it is easy for me to taylor the surroundings to your comfort level.

Because I love the mineral kingdom, rocks are all around this room (as well as the house) and I often used them while conducting energy work. The method that I use is a mixture of modalities that I have learned over the years and the technique is by instinct (rather than by books or notes). Because I believe in the power and energy of rocks, sometimes I will ask you to hold them or will place them under the chair you’re on.

My physic skills have improved allowing for a dialog of sorts to happen between us. I can usually pick up on what your body wants or needs to improve health. I also get  communications which may be important on some level regarding just about anything.  This information, along with other messages, can be shared with you, if you wish. I make a strong attempt to just tell you what I am picking up on and allow you to decipher the messages.

Each healing practitioner is different and has undergone various trainings from teachers and workshops. Just like with many things in life, it might take awhile to find a good match for this type of work. I encourage you to try new things and ask for the sample package if you are not willing to undergo a full session. In my opinion someone who is looking out for your best interest will answer your questions and share information on how they have come to practice energy work.

Rocks 101: An Introduction to the Mineral Kingdom

I am reworking the design to the handouts for a workshop I’ve titled, Rocks 101. There are a few classes I have put together over the years, based on what I know and deem to be true. Rocks, minerals, stones, gems… whatever you would like to call them, I love them so. Many friends and family know me as the rock go-to girl and I’m always looking to learn more to better serve. Allas the rock workshops I have attended left me disappointed with no new knowledge or deeper understanding. I don’t mind spending money or traveling but it has to be worth the effort. On all my drives home, I would start to replay the workshop and add or take out parts to make it worth my time. If these people are pitching rock info, why do I feel ripped off? What could be done differently ensuring everyone attending would leave knowing more and reflecting on how it was money well spent. Sure one might detect a hint of arrogance in that statement but it’s unintentional. Another way to word my thought is, “I can teach people about rocks in a way where learning will be more comprehendible and improve ones abilities to understand the mineral kingdom.” After complaining on how the workshops I attended were lack luster, my teacher (for many metaphysical studies) said to me, “You should create a rock workshop” and that was enough to push me to doing so.

Keeping the material familiar enough, making sure the people will remember the names of the stones was the first task to tackle. Birthstones seemed the best way to go about revisiting many common names. My research proved there are many takes on 12 gemstones corresponding with the months of the year. Once I settled on a grouping, it was a matter of getting the minerals.

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I wanted to have the guests be able to hold each of the minerals being discussed. After all, a hands on approach is one of the best ways to learn about a subject. Using all of our senses would help the information get absorbed in a deeper way. I was able to obtain the majority of stones but a few gems I ask the participants to bring from home. I wish I had enough money to pass around diamonds!

Handouts are one of my favorite things to receive when attending a workshop. The presentations I give have some great take homes and the Rocks 101 is no exception. A 16 page booklet has been designed and created with all sorts of history and lore, facts and beliefs. It’s not the 8×11 paper folded in half type of booklet but each page is standard letter size, stapled in the corner. The layout is baby bear style, not too much and not too little, just the right amount. There is a nifty glossary and a rockin’ reference ensuring future questions get answered or guidance to another path to find the answer.

My teacher has listened to this presentation twice since I developed it 3 years ago and is hinting at a Rocks 201. I will have to let her know I’ve reworked the handouts and give her a new booklet. Maybe some point this year I will start formulating the next level workshop. As of now, towards the end of June, Rocks 101 is scheduled for a road trip making it the first time I’m traveling with the kids (cute way of saying rocks). I’m excited to share my knowledge with others and witness what they pick up from the minerals. Discussion and insight is another component I like my workshops to have.   From rereading all of the booklet’s pages I’m learning more information and become more familiar with the stones to be presented. I look forward to further insight the people attending the class are privy to and growing my knowledge along with them. I love rocks.

Day Three of Aromatherapy Auditing

Sevilla has orange trees everywhere.

Earth Day was the ending date of the level one aromatherapy class I audited over the weekend. The hour long meditation we participated in that morning had a very strong mother earth involvement, unlike any I have felt before. It is always an honor to respect, send love and gratitude to the being (she is very much alive scientifically and metaphysically) who struggles every moment to take care of all of us, regardless of any belief system humans have. Mother earth does a fantastic job, my wish is for everyone to become more respectful towards nature and one another. If anything, taking an aromatherapy class makes a tree hugger out of you for sure!

The Secret Life of Plants
The Secret Life of Plants                 Christopher Bird

4-22-12 A brief break down of the secret life of plants… Body language is a representation of how we feel inside. The unspoken messages we are communication with one another has a lot to do with how we truly feel about that particular subject or topic being discussed. Let’s look at how a plant (bush, tree) talks to us. What conversation are they having with us after all of our years not fully listening to them? If a particular part of the plant was harvested for distilling to make an essence, what could we expect it to assist us with? An orange tree needs specific things to grow up big and strong, we basically need the same things for a healthy life. Though the leaves, oxygen and nutrition is taken in. If that part of the tree was made into an essence chances are it will help improve our body’s respiratory system along with emotionally problems preventing us to fully inhale life. The inner wood of the tree would assist heart issues because it is the center structure of the tree. The bark would represent our skin (as it is the tree’s). An orange, the fruit of the tree, has vitamins, nourishment for our bodies. The rind, peel is protection for the fruit and the essence will help with the body’s immune system while energetically assisting us with personal defense. Seeds represent a new beginning or is reflective of how to deal with a core problem. Now take a look at how the plant (bush, tree) holds itself. Aromatherapy helps to bring more awareness to becoming more flexible, grounding yourself, reaching up high. The flower’s colors indicate symbolism and additional benefits too, don’t overlook that detail. The characteristics of the flower, how it presents itself is another association important to healing physical and mental issues. This is a quick interpretation of conversations available when we choose to listen to the plant kingdom. A brief overview of the myriad of possibilities aromatherapy can help one defeat to regain a healthier, natural life.

After many hours of learning, sampling, sharing, smelling, applying, talking and holding consultation with other students, it was our turn to go ahead and pick an essence for ourselves. There are over 200 bottles to choose from. Someone had chosen the one I was planning t0 take back with me and mediate on, so I had to use my intuition and approach the task the way I should of. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath in, held it for a few seconds exhaled and opened up my eyes and reached out without over annualizing the situation.

The key message from the weekend’s adventure is to listen. Be still and listen. Observe and interpret. Abolish, diminish, expel fear and embrace love. There is no need to second guess, trust and you will always do the right thing. Support is abundant, just ask because it can come to you from many angles.

Sharing Angelic Beliefs

The medieval 'Queen Mary harp' Clàrsach na Ban...

I had a very affirming conversation with a woman the other day. Because I was representing the local hospital (Reiki volunteer) a level of professionalism needed to be maintained. All I wanted to do was yell, “Me too!” while pulling up a chair and continuing the convo like school yard buddies reuniting during college’s Thanksgiving break. Keeping my voice low and not waving my arms around while conducting energy work is hard enough here, now finding a new friend who is talking so openly to a stranger (me) makes my heart sing. Some of the topics covered were near death experiences, good and not so good entities, faith, and angels. I would like to devote some WP time to angels and the things I consider to be factual. Again, this is my opinion based on personal experience, stories read, lectures heard, accounts of others (my new friend in particular) and an overwhelming sense of truth on the matter.

Enough proof has been collected over the years and I’m happy to proclaim, angels always have music and song around them. This orchestra and choir is unlike anything us humans have created or heard but it is similar enough for us to interpret as music and song. The woman I met, who prompted this post out of me, concurred as to not fully understanding the sound. We spoke of a few  experiences with our eyes brimming with joy and wonder. Incomprehensible beauty and awe, scored with grace, including a melody of hope and love is an attempt to explain what it sounds like. The written word still falls short of explaining the angelic music. No, interpretive dance would not help either, wink.

The Son of Man

Another fact is angels often come before key players. That was a relaxed and playful way to write, angels clear the way for some of the most loving spirits. Mother Mary and Babaji are two I’m familiar with. Why do angels lead the procession? I can only speculate and guess it is to assist with the balancing of  energy required for the ones behind them. Another ways to say it is, angels help to raise the vibration of the room so the message, blessing or communication  from key speaker, is channeled in a way that’s the most beneficial for all concerned.

Those were the two metaphysical things I learned and now fully believe to be factual after my jam packed 5 and a half hours of volunteering. That day was filled with all types of emotion, covering all levels of the spectrum. Taking a short  break before calling it a day, I sat with one of the nurses in the lunch room. My new friend was heading out too and found me and her nurse in the room. It’s Easter time and her Catholic community performs traditional holy week ceremonies which she actively participates in. As she was telling us about her weekend plans (which included singing) I pictured her dressed in white clothing. Then, more subtle than a breaking news ticker scroll, I heard very clearly in my mind, make sure you tell her to wear white. Just as fast as I was receiving information, she was gone. The prompting had the type of alert to heed, so I excusing myself from the table to chase down my new friend. Pushing the boundaries of professionalism, I shared with her some of the information by saying, if she has the chance,”…wear something white for the events” Not going into too much detail, I kept up my smile and added, “Wearing white might allow some type of blessing to come through clearer and more focused, helping you with whatever healing you needed.” She nodded in understanding and we were  glad to be able to give one another a hug. Hugs are professional, right?

When I got back to my lunch mate, I said with a full heart, “God bless you for being a nurse.” She laughed and said with a mouth full of quiche, “God bless you for volunteering.” Fair enough… fist bump.

Part 3: Hallelujah

What followed was about 20 minutes of singing various versions of hallelujah. Sound is a fantastic way to bring things (all inclusive word) to a neutral level of vibration or raises it higher. Since sound is vibration, turning audible waves into sweet and pleasant noises draws others in to hear its beauty. I learned and tested out various pitches while remembering my grammar school choral days for sustainability of a note. The song does not matter as much as the sound, OM and AH seem to be the ones that work the best to balance ones body and space/area. Nope, not going to be appearing on American Idol anytime soon or cut a record or even offer a demo… just not worrying if it’s not good enough, for anyone else to hear. Sing, sing a song.

As I was completing the job I was hired to do, I realized I needed to contact the homeowner and give them some information on the job I was compelled to do. A few paragraphs in an Email aught to do the trick.

“… The other reason for my Email is of a metaphysical one. As you know I tend to “pick up” on various things and always felt when I was cleaning houses I was doing more than wiping down furniture. There is a practice called house clearing were pockets of unbeneficial energy is removed and replaced with love. Kind of like how some houses feel more homey than others or when you go to a house you notice a happier vibe to it, you want to stay and forget about watching the clock counting the minutes till you can leave.

Because of my beliefs I’ve come to understand our homes are a reflection of who we are and what we are personally going through. Including what and who we encounter during our days that may be brought home with us. The point I would like to make is, I did pause during the cleaning of your house today to conduct a form of house clearing. I was getting an uncomfortable feeling and knew that you would benefit from lifting some of the heaviness from your beautiful home.

So, I do hope your house feels better and looks better to you in all aspects 🙂 If you would like to talk more about this, of course I am willing and able. I’m just not sure how much you would like to talk about it or how much you wanted to know but had to bring it to your attention because it was a strong feeling I felt impelled to address it today.”

We have shared a few Emails back and forth since then. They are wonderful people with a home in a lovely part of the state. I hope to talk to them about further protection for the house and wait for that invitation. I won’t push my beliefs on others and am cautious about what I say out loud explaining what I’m feeling or seeing. This stuff isn’t for everyone and I respect that.