Looking forward to attending Christmas Spirit event here in Sherwood Park, AB on Nov 30th. For more details click here https://www.facebook.com/events/478947009352559/
It’s been crazy peaceful from where I sit. A new way of looking through my eyes, through my consciousness. Trying to go back in time to do the same old things I was going before and it ain’t working..at all! Good for me to think of others activities to occupy my mind. Reading many books that are opening my mind more and more. Picked up “Untethered Soul” the journey beyond yourself by Michael A.Singer a few weeks ago and I have to say that for once really paying attention to this jewel of a book. Working with inner self.
The move from the old house into the new went off without a hitch and everything has gone swimmingly. I have started to do more readings and found my calling in mediumship but will delve into the intuition side or vibe coaching as I call it. I am a medium! I How I love saying that. It sounded strange the first time I told a person what it is I do for a living. Talking to your past loved ones. The intuitive side is your day to day vibrations about you.
So there you have it all in a nice little bundle. After all the past couple of years to fully develop my brain to see what I have been doing all this time but to totally understand it. It’s like someone flipped the switch on and said, “VOILA!”
The readings are joyful but sad at the same time. The person that has passed shows me visions or symbols. Feeling, seeing, hearing, tasting it all in the time I channel this vibrant being that once was, is all learning and fascinating for me. To be invited to see all this is a honor and this I tell to the client. I have had humorous, loud, timid people thus far come through. They show me puzzles, tupperware; (she loved takeout), fishing, and sometimes they way they passed. I acknowledge all this and move on in the reading.
So my mantra, “I want to help heal, I want to heal with healing messages” have come to fruition. We are made of energy and manifest what we think. My mind had focused on this for many, many years and so happy I am where I am. There is much more that has been happening but drinking it in for now.
Outlook is everything is it not dear reader? Have you ever felt that shift when your experiences seem to jive as if you are on course. You have found your purpose, never mind trying to find it in the first place as I did.
High school was a breeze for me. Being an honor student, a far cry from the girl who had to repeat Grade 7. But there was one thing that I didn’t have what everyone else had. A plan. Had no clue what I wanted to be. It never entered my mind as a young child to say, “I want to be a nurse or a doctor.” I might have well just said, “I want to be a truck” for all the effort I was giving my education. Taking subjects meant for the type of work well suited. I didn’t get that. Coasting was my best subject.
Back then I just wanted to get by, which I did but desired so much more. Purpose 101 was very big back then for me in daily life and what was the big picture for me career wise? What was I suppose to be doing? Being on my own partying was to factor in and so was travelling aimlessly through our provinces. Had to have an edge to keep myself safe. And yes I was a catholic girl but such a bad ass too.
I am but a far cry from the person that I am now. Much more grounded, having more faith and less doubt of what is, happy and so at peace. It feels like new skin, new experiences like I went back to school to re-learn everything about life. The purpose of healing be it from energy healing to healing messages through psychic or mediumship readings or simply coaching people. I get the feeling of it, what I do now. It comes easy whereas I was thinking way to hard about what intuition was all about or suppose to be about. I had my own ideas about it for sure. The third eye was kind of hard to understand. I actually thought an eye was going to pop out anytime. That made my aunt laugh about that one. Makes me laugh now, at my naivety.
Life for me now is interspersed with meditation, coaching sessions from mentors, prayers and daily living. This skin feels vibrant, excited for new adventures, the unknown. Let it be known that we are students in this vast universe and when not students, teachers as well. Dear reader, you can never go back and repeat after me, “I am not what I once was.”
I awoke this morning slowly remembering my crazy dream and laughing out loud of the images that were floating through my ride. Was I on a lawn mower, a small car? I do know that a lady was sliding into me with her big honking vehicle and I was pushing it away with my finger. I walk into a room that had many, many, many water taps and this is the part that I delighted in as water for me is the intuitiveness of me, of the insight, spiritual flowing. I was looking for my jacket as I was riding my lawn mower and found it under a pile of stuff, it was purple. Checking I found that it signifies this; Purple is indicative of devotion, healing abilities, loving, kindness, and compassion. It is also the color of royalty, high rank, justice, wealth and dignity.
That certainly stood out! Oh yes, my dreams are in color and when they want to really grab my attention they come in black and white. And action packed and sometimes startling, vibrant and if I am lucky I usually have a visitor or two that have since passed with a message for there loved ones.
Back in the day before meditation my sleeps would be erratic and my body never got the rest it needed. Now with meditation in my life I come from that state creative and so ready to bring on the day as I do it usually in the morning. If I do happen to wake in the middle of the night, keep my eyes closed and stare at my eyelids I will be sleeping in no time and continue on with the dream state. I can usually pick up where I left off too. I had this happen to me when my father came and we did so many things. I suddenly awoke and looked at the clock. 1 am!! Slightly miffed laying there thinking that I was robbed of my visit and went back to sleep only to find my dad standing there waiting for me. That, my friends was pretty cool!!
I got it into my mind one day about two years ago to find a Spiritualist church and found one in my hometown on the other side of the city. Don’t know where that thought came into my mind but it did. I blame Spirit for that. It has been the best thing ever to happen to me. It’s as if I have walked into a new skin, a new way of thinking. The day I sat down to Sunday services and they started talking the talk about karma and everything that I had been reading up until then, well I was hooked. The fact that they had psychic development classes put the icing on the top. I now know that I needed to refine myself, my gift and focus instead of the scattered way of thinking. Before my mouth was always in gear, always telling everyone what I knew. Now after meditating each day or every other I have settled down and know that instead of talking I learn more by listening.
Another prompting was a private group on a site where I have now acquired more knowledge than all the books I have read could ever tell me. The ladies in this group answer questions, give advice and generally are there for anyone, to help honor our gifts. It is there where I will tell of my day to day experiences, to share the love of my intuition. I love it and give thanks to Spirit once again for pushing me in the right direction because again I was listening.
Lately I have been giving readings to my friends and I know from every fiber of my being it just the way it was meant to be, for me. It is as if the flow grows stronger and stronger and I see more and still I listen. Some days I may hear one word or perhaps a sentence come into me. Just out of the blue. I surely revel in the way Spirit works, a little at a time. And knowing there are signs when we pay attention. Feathers appear from no where or already there when I walk up to them. They are always black and white or just black or just white. From one of my readings from my friend who does mediumship readings, she tells me that this is my guide and that he is with me.
So tonight I look forward to my class as one never knows what may happen. Always learning from myself and others in this space and come out of there so at peace and joy in my heart. I was asked by my other half a few months ago why I wanted to do this, all this and I answered succinctly, “Because I want to help, I want to help heal people.”
There you go, my purpose, my reason for being.
If you have read my blog I do believe I have written about my gifted Aunt. I call her my best friend, my mentor as I go on my path. She tells me, this family historian that we had a ancestor five times back, an Ojibwe, who was gifted. Has it been handed down to me? I would assume so but I definitely feel that everyone has intuition some greater than others. My intent with this then, is to eventually help people, to heal people with messages.
Today I phoned her with a message to pass on to her and we ended up talking about me. Wanting to know what was happening with me internally about my development classes and then gave me counsel about my plans about what I was doing. I have been feeling lack as in being held back and wondering what my next step could be. Seeing that perhaps I needed more guidance and also to honor her I drove to her local store and picked up her favorite brand of tobacco and then went to the seniors center to visit this good lady. Many hours later after much laughter and story telling feeling infinitely better and more focused I came home. She is like a tonic that I could drink every day!