Intuition, Story Teller

Your Grounded!!

So the our bi-weekly psychic development class started off our new year with a 2 hour discussion about grounding and how important it is when you are doing your readings which we were doing of a person not present. I came away from this reading a bit more aware and learned a great deal. But I wanted to know more about grounding. 

Spiritual Grounding  Through meditating,see in your minds eye a bright light from your center that goes through the earth to the core, send out roots to anchor you and then shoot back up through your body and up through your crown and spill out over your body to protect you.

Using Black Kyanite, Blue Kyanite, Black Tourmaline, Boji stone, Turquoise stone are but a few used for Crystal Grounding.

Physical activitysaging, which I personally do every morning so I have that covered and bathe with himalayan, sea or hawaiian salt. I also found that bathing would wash the residual after effects of a reading. I was the lucky one who was still feeling it when I got home that night.

Now here’s another little tidbit that I really love and that is chocolate is a great grounding tool as it grows in the earth and hence one is grounded. Hmmmm, may have to do this one on a regular basis..hahahahaha. Oh and lastly walking on the earth in your bare feet. All so simple and easy to do. You re-connect with Mother Earth, Gaia and become balanced and ready to take on the world or rather your little patch of the world.

Our teacher tells us to ground ourselves many times in the day as there is so much energy swirling around and we pick this up. And she also say’s to meditate, meditate, MEDITATE!

The birds had already "grounded" themselves..
The birds had already “grounded” themselves..

http://www.psychic-readings-guide.com/spiritual-grounding.html

Musing Daily, Story Teller

Funny you would say that….

Is it just me or are strangers drawn to you? I find being out there in the world people are more wont to spark up a conversation with me. Must it be my smile? My approachable demeanor? And when they do spark up the conversation I gain a lot of information from them. I suppose I am a great listener too. Also being in the right place at the right time as in this story.

This past September I was walking towards a bookstore and there was a lady walking beside me and we started talking. We both remarked on how beautiful the fall day was and the conversation went from there to many other topics. One particular thing though was that she was volunteering her services as a Reiki Healer at a hospital here in our city & would I know how to find an Indian Elder? Who better to ask than me? I told this kind lady that our local Native Friendship Centre would be able to help her in her endeavours. A gift of tobacco when she met the Elder is what I also imparted to her for his knowledge.

She was very thankful, shook my hand and went on her way. I love these random vignettes in my life. If I can be of help to another soul than so be it.

Fall

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Acts of Kindness

Watching “Pay it forward” now. Honestly this movie gets me every time..every single time. I know there are many of you out there that have done this simple act in our lifetime sometimes without evening knowing it. And I also know there are many that have done so and not mentioned it.

This morning I had heard from a friend on how she was leaving her New Year’s party sober, on her way home, driving down a secluded road and seen a small figure walking. She slowed her car down and seen that the figure was a girl, visibly upset, crying uncontrollably. My friend asked her if she wanted a ride and the girl got in and told her story. It seems that her “ride” had ditched her at a party and she had many miles to go, in fact it was clear across town. My friend took her right to her front door.

Compassion came to mind and I thought that maybe the girl had been praying for an angel and lucky for her that my friend came along. Sure she took a chance but it just didn’t seem right to drive past this person who obviously looked distressed when my friend said, “It felt right in my heart”

What a spectacular way to start the year 2015 with love, kindness & compassion for another person. I have a feeling the year is going to be a “Gooder”

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Dreams can come true.

I wrote the following on the morning of July 20/05. I had also added that it was a full moon and I had noticed that I was more likely to have a visitation and recording it for future use…

So this morning I was having quite a time waking up because I had this really good dream. My father had passed away on February 23, 1986, and I was really missing him. The dream I was having was about dad & he was trying to give me something. It was big & bulky, red with straps. I looked at it & exclaimed to whoever was with me that he had given me an accordion. I was so happy. However I knew that I had to go (wake up) & I was so sad. 

Now it’s about 1 hour later & I’m listening to CBC Radio on my way to work & the host is talking about an music festival he had gone to & that he had never heard that many accordions play so beautifully. I had been in a crappy mood, kind of sad & when I heard that I started to laugh. My father made my day!

So I know spiritually that he is with me day & night and I have had many other visits from him. I mean sure it would be nice to have him here by my side but this is what I have and I will take it any day! It gives me solace knowing I do not walk alone.52124c84bcd10db10d346090eb329c40

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Presently Here

Good story that goes along with being present in time. My other half and I went to Honolulu this past spring and I had asked only one small thing beforehand from him. The man works long hours and as such his mind can travel to past & future thinking of all that needs to be done. I on the other hand wanted to be relaxed and not think of anything to do with my active life. This little voice popped into my head a few days before we were to take off on that big old plane and that is what it said…Present!

So my request was this. Just to be present, not to utter anything worrying thing in our mind and to enjoy the moment. We thoroughly enjoyed every sight we did see and the days flew by. It was idyllic! Last day there he turns to me and says, “I just have to say that I really did as you asked and I had a really great time and will remember all of this but I am so ready to get home!” I told him same and I said did you notice people driving around the city looked unhappy or maybe lost in thought would be better to say. I said that probably they were thinking of there bills or the packages to be delivered and what they had to do next or thinking of something that happened last night, yesterday, last year. Busy, busy, busy in there minds in paradise. I know being in the here and now really fills up your time so to speak. You get to drink in all the sights and sounds of the day. I can only tell you that we two had smiles plastered on our faces and were grateful for all that happened and the people we met and the food that we ate and that is because we were present!

Honolulu, HI

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Faces

10334455_683266788376788_273173251969449275_nOne early morning my other half & I had left our morning breakfast spot and had just received some not too great news & were trying to digest this. One of his family members was having life trouble and it was a quiet & very somber drive home. We both looked up and seen this image in the clouds and he quickly told me to snap a photo. My other half is a very reality driven person, he see’s black & white so I was surprised by his reaction. We both agreed there was a face in the cloud who resembled his father looking none to pleased. His father had passed from cancer 3 years previous. “Perhaps” I said, “He is here to support you concerning your daughter, but he doesn’t look to happy about it either” The other half also asked me to send it to his sister to get her reaction who also agreed that it looked like there dad.

The other half doesn’t say much to about stuff like this but accepts with what he can see. His sister on the other hand is like me and it gives her solace and faith and that my friends is a good thing.

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On any given Sunday

As a child my Sunday’s were spent at our neighborhood church a couple blocks away. I was the little girl who grew up with the nuns who wore the long black habit and the whimple and the long black veil. I can say they were kind but stern and I was a little afraid of them. Catechism was taught daily and to be wrote in our scribblers over and over, again and again. I have to say I might have memorized what I was told but I did not a clue to who or what I was praying to. It just didn’t click for me.

It has changed for me as the years went on and I found myself wanting to go back to a church downtown in our city. I love the hymns, the rhythm of the mass that I know by rote. I pray to Creator/Spirit and thank him for prayers answered. It gives me solace.

This past weekend I found myself at a Spiritualist Church I had looked up in the paper. I loved it. The topic that morning was Karma. Something that I had been reading these past few months in the books I get at the library. Before the service began we had a prayer and then a healing meditation. I felt so comfortable sitting there with a lot of like minded people and then after the service meeting a few of the ladies and ohhhh couldn’t I have had a conversation all afternoon with them about any topic about intuition.

Super excited for more to come my way!

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A picking Sage we go!

Reserve graves
Reserve graves

This past summer I visited the cousins, Donna and Sandra east of the city. Ladies my age that are really in the know about anything you would want to know about:

  • Sweat Lodges
  • Traditional Healing
  • Elder Teachings
  • Medicine Walk- identifying herbs in the community and what they are used for.

Always good to have someone like that in your corner but I digress. I was driving in there corner of the country taking pictures and then spending time with one or the other. I had been wanting to attend a Sweat but it just wasn’t coming my way in the city. All I did was mention it and VOILA! I was in a Sweat by noon that day with an elder and some summer students from the reserve. After gaining more clarity for the soul I went on the hunt for sage which was on this high hill.

It was a very hot day and I popped my cowboy hat and boots and proceeded to climb with a big bag and first make a tobacco offering to thank Mother Earth for her gifts. I was told not to pull out the sage roots but to break stem off gently. What a sweet perfume!  As I sat on the hill after picking my share I looked up and seen 2 hawks circling above us. How peaceful and spiritual it was.

We were not finished for that day because I was to learn how to pick sweet grass as well. It was the same with an offering and a prayer to Mother Earth and then told how to pick the grass. There was so much and it was beautiful where we were picking near some ceremonial lodges.

I can hardly wait for the summer to come again and make my journey east of our city and do the visit which I dearly need.

Blessings All~

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Dreamer

Early this morning before waking I had a “visit” from my departed kitty Little Evel Knievel, short name Little Evel. In my dream he was walking with me in my adventures, an endeavour to be somewhere important, a mission. I picked him up and put him in my sweater to keep him safe and near me. End dream.

I certainly wish that every night I would be blessed to have these visits but the randomness is what I do love, the surprise. Little kitty passed in June ’08 and I have had a few dreams of him since then. That morning I knew something was a tad off and I asked my then husband if he had seen him. He told me he let him out very early. I walked around the neighborhood calling his name but no such luck. I still had that gnawing feeling, something in the pit of my stomach. Around supper time I received a call from our local pet control service who pick up stray pets and she said that they had identified him by his chip. I asked if I could come see him and she told me that was not advisable that he had been run over by a cement truck. Oh my pretty baby!

Intuitively I knew that he had passed that morning. I had felt that. But he lived a good 14 years with us. He comes to visit now and then and I love our visits and the missions we go on. My buddy~Little EvBlessings All

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Lately

It’s been a while since I last wrote. I have been posting some of web pages such as the tarot cards and meme’s so you get a sense of what I read and see and also like. I am trying to get a handle on the process of making my blog to my liking. A bit of tweaking here and there and its all a learning process and a hit and miss. As well as going through my awakening I am also a photographer and hope to put more of my images here on the blog. I go out in nature where I feel the breeze and enjoy that open space. We have a national park about 40 minutes from my front door and this is where I escape to. Some days the bison are many and sometimes I am lucky to see one if not at all. I have slowly driven through the park @ 40 km which I am sure does drive people crazy but this is what I do to get the right picture of say the the coyote jumping to get his meal in the grass. Or that porcupine that is hiding behind fallen logs. The beaver basking on some mud with the ducks nearby. It’s another world that not many people get to see and I am one lucky gal to do so. The best part of this is the mindfulness and being present. My kind of meditation.

Blessings All~