Adventures, Crystal Clear, Family, Gift, Guardian Angel, Higher Self, Home Sweet Home, Intuition

Day 5~ Daily I Think

Day 5~ Daily I Think

Watching “Psychic Kids” and it has been an eye opener for me. A child who has the gift of ‘sight’ was seeing a ‘dark looking spirit’ hanging around her home. What she was experiencing was similar to what I went through as a small child. I had always been of the mind that having someone that could have told me everything was going to be alright as she did in this show. This little gal’s story had a psychic come over to check out her abilities and the home. After overcoming her fears and able to contain and also instill confidence was she able to move forward and this with the help of her new mentor.

Growing up in an old 1930’s bungalow with my bedroom in the basement sharing it with my little sister and cousin gave me night/day terrors when we went to the bathroom as it was tucked in the corner or when we went to bed. Funny enough those two were not affected as I was. Told I had quite the imagination by my stepdad, my mother did indeed know the truth as my Aunt Doreen told me a few years ago that mom knew I had ‘sight’ as it was on my dad’s side of the family. My mother used ‘good indian medicine’ to rid/cure me of whatever was compelling me to run willy nilly up those stairs fueled by fright. Knowing that I was being stared at or hearing as clear as day whispering and searching for the source and realizing that I was alone gave me great anxiety. This was to go on for many years and there could be days/nights when all was alright and then times when it was quite active. It was not isolated to the basement but also to an upstairs bedroom where I was situated when we first moved in. With a home renovation and new floor and two new bedrooms and a furnace room did I think that it would all go away. But alas it was not to be. By the time I moved out on my own at a early age did I sigh a breath of relief.

I always had this belief that it was only spirit attempting to make a connection with little Gail but was quite afraid to have that experience but with no mentor in sight much like the little girl I watched tonight in this tv show.

Gail~

Gift, Healing, Higher Self, Intuition, Love, Loved Ones, Medium, Thankful, Universe

Day 4~Daily I Think

Managing my own energy as I have done many times before is paramount in this time of strife and uncertainty. Connecting through reiki on a daily basis has grounded, healed and expanded that healing to whoever I have been working with. A month ago a spark of an idea compelled me to ask for volunteers to participate in distance mini reiki sessions with the intention of spreading inner healing, love and compassion. Who knew that this idea would go forth into long distance reiki healing sessions for groups of people and at this time. My intentions pure and purpose set to laser beam focus of healing energy. Invited two other reiki facilitators to be a part of this event happening this weekend as the more energy the better I say.

My experience with this navigation of energy shifts has been an emotional re-alignment where the stress levels in my body and having a restful night’s sleep have enhanced my lifestyle. A sense of calm and peace has permeated this emotional, spiritual and physical body but has also given rise to my insight and clarity. For me this is abundance, tenfold and why would I not share this gift.

Gail~

Family, Healing, Higher Self

Day 1~Daily I Think

I am reminded of this little known fact that only I am privy to in the family. Our great-grandfather died of Spanish Flu and is now buried along with many others in a unmarked grave down the road from my home. A hundred years passes and now his great-grand daughter is sitting in the same boat. Although my story is that I am well and in good spirits as good as can be expected. Reiki has been my saving grace, that and not perusing through my newsfeed on social media every 10 seconds awaiting for good news and reading the bad. This is a time of mindfulness for me. To be patient. To be balanced. To be compassionate. The long distant reiki sessions that I offer to people are that which feeds my soul and knowing that doing my part to instill quiet in the mind of others.

This week, 1 day away from my favorite event of the year St Paddy’s day has me sitting in self isolation. This in part of my weaken immune system. But call it what you will as I have always been happy being by myself and come up with ideas to be creative with my time. This is no different but for the fact that there is turmoil stirring outside my door. Hope is instilled in my heart and the praying that I do gives me solace from beyond the doors.

So I am going to call this Day 1 and share with you my moments in time during the day. There have been those bouts of scary thoughts that passed through the brain matter but I push it away and do something constructive. Hence the reiki. And speaking of the healing aspect of that that I am not binge eating. Eating with nutrition in mind has come to the fore front and for this thankful. I continue on with my day and say to you, stay safe in your mind and body.

Gail~

Gift, Guardian Angel, Higher Self, Intuition, Medium, Thankful

Dancing Rainbow Woman

He asked, “Why are you here? I looked at you and seen you are healed.” I had been asked this question by a elder, Stuart Brown in 2013 and was with a group that had been invited to see this healer. I joined them because I was curious. My answer popped out of my lips. “I would like my name” I say.  He then prepared a ceremony for me. I gave him his tobacco. I was calm and at peace. After a time he told me my name, “Dancing Rainbow Woman.” He then gave me counsel. What an honor. I felt complete.

To see ceremony opened my eyes to the spiritual realm of our people. I had always considered a healer to be such as this man but I do know that healing comes in different aspects. My way would be through the messages that would come through me to client. Being told that I would be healer caught me off guard and I didn’t equate it with what my mind desired. My mind said you will lay hands on people. To make connections with spirit is what my heart desired and then it was so. I consider my life blessed and thank Creator with so much gratitude and for the people either teachers or students that have come in my life. Not everyone get’s to stay that long in your lifetime. Some stay a short time as in my instance with this elder who gave me so much with empowerment and a sense of self and also guidance. For this, I give heartfelt thanks.floating_feather_by_shadowlight_oak

Adventures, Family, Gift, Guardian Angel, Higher Self, Intuition, Loved Ones, Medium, Slightly Burnt

Guide Me

There have been times in my life where I knew not where I was going. One minute I found myself wondering how I came to be here on earth. And I asked myself why? Happy times spent as a family unit and then thrust into isolation without mother and father. Is isolation time spent with aunts and uncles? With grandparents? You know what I talk about when I say the love is different. They care about you but not on that level as you do when you love the smell of your dad and his smiles and silly talk. I knew my family cared about me but I felt so lonely growing up. That small girl who no one explained to, “Hey, we got to take care of business so we can live, you know! But we’ll be back for sure!” This was also the time of my first sexual assault as a very young child with no one to run to.

My first guide in my life besides my father was my maternal grandmother, Julia. I loved her with all my being. Totally. She died 3 days after my third birthday. One minute she was there, the next gone. It ripped me. My grandfather was desolate. He was to go shortly after, a few years but still. It has been said that the ages between 0-3 are the years that a child is nurtured and learns security, love, comfort, confidence and making choices. Thank goodness for grandma. Where would I be without her.

The years pass by me and it’s all learning as this girl doesn’t listen. Too much control going on with parental units in the way of my mother and my stepfather. Maybe I did listen to them when I was young but I grew headstrong and did what I wanted. After all did I not have the freedom to do that when I was with my aunts and uncles and roaming the countryside. I had so much trouble happening in my head and not having direction was to run away time and time again. I left home at 16 as I had a job and lived with my brother for a time. I became pregnant at 17 and left school. My one saving grace, school. I blossomed there. I excelled under the guidance of my psychology teacher, Mr. Bianchini and the art teacher, Mr. Zipp. I understood the mechanics of the mind and gained high marks for that. Mr. Zipp seen a spark in me and I was to become the class model for those years in that big old high school. Mr. Bianchini asked me why I wasn’t returning to his class the last year and I didn’t have the heart to tell him that there and now that I was pregnant. I wasn’t brave enough. Would my life been different then the path I decided to take and follow my choices. I do not know. I had the child but did not attain the mother of year award. My parents stepped in and took him. After a time they adopted him. My heart broke. It broke into a million pieces. It sounds cliche. I was to have no contact with him. None. This is the way they wanted it.

I became homeless. Depressed. I discovered there was another side to life that knowing now would never, ever enter. Ever. I stole to eat. Raiding gardens, going into stores and stuffing a bag with whatever I could get. That time was not a good time but I was not to stay in that space for long. Entering into relationships hoping for security and receiving nothing gave me disappointment. Finding a house to live in with five other young people my age was to present huge parties. Not a stable life. But it was so much fun back then. And then it wasn’t. There were problems and once again I was homeless. I persevered. I moved for a time with my friends and found a job. Good old 7-11.

Time passes and in that air I have two more children and one to give up for adoption as this was the time I was living on the streets, sleeping on friends couches. Aimless. The third child I took courage and wanted more out of life. My father was still alive and came to see us in the hospital. I so loved this memory. My father was to pass on my son’s 3rd birthday year. Abusive relationship were to follow for me. My self esteem in shatters. There had been no time to grieve any thing that had passed. No time to grieve the son that was taken, the daughter I gave up for adoption and then my father. No. Time. To. Grieve. But I did find the courage and strength to overcome that man. That man that yelled and hurled abuse on me. I was to find a letter the other day of him writing from jail. How he was so sorry for hitting me. I have no memory of that. Absolutely no memory. He was very graphic and gave so many details but nothing sparked in my memory banks. Now is that a saving grace. I say yes to that. I had to find this guidance on my own and crawl out of that hole.

Life does indeed go on and sometimes at a snail’s pace and sometimes in light streaming down the road. I have had trauma, but also joy mixed in with mine. It has not all been bad. There was the joy of having my children. The happiness of my heart seeing my 3rd child grow. It has all been an experience and for this life class I have been in to be used for people that are going through the same thing. It amazes me with the gift that I had had and how it came in handy for me through the younger days. It got me through so many good times too. I just didn’t know what it was.

I sit here in the morning sun and thank god for all that have some into my life to make in into what it is today. All those experiences that have made me a strong, confident, empowered woman. The guides now are spiritual and some earth based as in my friends or my tribe as I like to call them. They are all my touch stone. They ground me. I know that I am in safe hands. I know there is more for me out there and I can hardly wait!!

Adventures, Author, Creative, Family, Gift, Guardian Angel, Heaven, Higher Self

It Just Got Better!

Who knew that my life would amplify? Well it has. Since I have embraced my purpose and put all the love behind it my life has changed exponentially!! I am finally on my path but it did take all those experiences good and bad to get me where I am and to help the people that sit before me in sessions. There are many stories to tell and they truly stand out. Five o’clock wake up time by Spirit as she tells me, “I was invited!” This was the day of a psychic party and as I entered the hostesses kitchen with people sitting around the table remarked about this 5 o’clock wake up call. I carefully described the lady in question to all and then I had a person laugh out loud and say to all, “That’s my Mom!”

Spirit comes in tippy toes or as loud as they were when they were alive. They show me vignettes of their lives, here and there, past and present. Strong attributes come through or memories made to mention. The healing messages do follow, some small and some long as I dictate or scribble down so fast. They also have there own messages to deliver as I have had people present there questions and they come up with something entirely different or they just answer. I never know what it is that I will channel through a session.

So let’s go back to how afraid I was of what I had when I was younger. I overcame that fear and got to where I am now. The anxiety that came as a side has lessened and I express gratitude to all the people that guided me, the workshops and especially my dear auntie. She has brought my family love to me and made me grow like you don’t know!

Adventures, Higher Self, Home Sweet Home, Loved Ones, Medium, Musing Daily, Psychic

Thus Far

Whoa, I tell myself. You’ve done quite a bit and need to re-group. You sold your home that you lived in for 30 years, found the place of your dreams and am nicely ensconced. Moved in, bought new furniture, a better vehicle and in all this your psychic development grew. Then when you thought everything was going well, a relationship ended but for the better. We go onto be better than we were, we both agreed. Then the people started to contact you slowly and you were booked for events.

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The place is quiet. It is like a dream I tell myself. I have never had this much peace in my life. There are days when the phone doesn’t ring from clients and some days when I am booking and it’s busy. I love it. Had I known that being part of giving readings to people would definitely give me total purpose I would have sought it years ago. There are some that have past who have so much vibrancy when they come in and then other’s that hang back. Every reading is different. Laughter comes in unexpected at times. It catches me when I “see” something and have to convey my vision to the client as they tearfully say, “Yes, yes, he was such a card!” The reading could start with someone “coming in” and showing me how they passed away or what they loved to do creatively when they were alive.

Ask me two years ago if this is where I would have been. “No way!” would have been my reply. No way that I would have moved, let alone move to another suburb. But I see this is all meant to be, everything! With so much gratitude I thankfully take on this blissful peace, the mornings with the sun streaming in, the people that come my way for healing messages. I Thank God.

#Gratitude #SoMuchFreakenJoy #PeaceEqualsHappiness