after death communication · Animal Communication · Guardian Angels · new thinking · spiritual lessons

Guidance through dreams

Over at Julia’s Leonine Times, she mentions “So many of my friends as well as clients seemed to be in the midst of a personal armageddon.” (Do sign up for her newsletter. It’s very helpful.) Reading these words, I felt my body relax. We weren’t the only folks experiencing the crazyiness that is happening. Energetically what IS going on in the world? On the bigger scale, financially things are falling apart to be rebuilt. Makes sense, we all seem to be experiencing a painful rewiring and restructuring of our lives, as I described in my last post. In my life, this showed up as a crisis in our family  relationships. What HAS helped was my connection to Spirit.

When Foxy was dying, I had closed off. So many messages I was receiving were false or incorrect. (Turns out many well-meaning spirit relatives were trying to help me feel better with false “it will be fine.”) I wanted nothing of my Guides and helpers. I was angry and upset. They had promised she’d be here for another year or two! What I did trust was Foxy’s voice through it all, which was honest and true expressing what she was experiencing. A friend reminded me to lean on my helpers now when I need it the most, but I couldn’t. I didn’t trust it. What has come through in spite of my will, has been the enormous help I’ve had through the dream state. Every step of the crisis I would wake with profound knowing and understanding. Many of those times, I remembered being with Foxy’s spirit or dreaming of school. Through my dream state, true guidance could come through. Perhaps this is a different way, a restructuring of how I listen and receive guidance.

Intuition · new thinking · spiritual lessons

The Universe is streamlining me

The past few weeks, the Universe or God (whatever your preference or beliefs), has been streamlining and cleaning up my life. It doesn’t feel good or look good, but I am sure when it is done, it will be what is the very best. Our relationship with our daughter is going through huge upheaval from her early past coming up (frustrating because we don’t have any control over her past),  and affecting the present, but we are finding through lots of needed family therapy, the family needed the re-tuning to be a more harmonic group based on the present.

We will soon be moving to a newer and nicer place that we hope will be a better version for us. After selling our house, our first rental wasn’t the best. We lucked out with this temporary gig because we could have all our dogs, etc., and the rent was cheap, but we’ve been living with one bathroom and I got clearly the lesson was to ask for and expect more.

Today, a representative from Fairy School in the UK informed me that Fairy School, those words, were copyrighted. That fairy school is a francise of kid’s parties. Sounds good actually. If I was in the Uk, I’d probably want to attend. My school consists of psychic and very woo-woo classes, probably which, the little girls might run from screaming. So, I had to retool and rename everything Fairy Online School, which, once I get past the huge irritation and all the hours redoing the website, I realized was much more of an accurate name. I do offer, afterall, online classes, and it is an ON LINE school.

I am thinking of cutting my hair, maybe streamlining that. I think I will take the initiative so the Universe doesn’t have me catching my hair in a door or something. Sorry, cancel that. But you get the drift.

Maybe I am just being forced to be more honest with my life; more authentic and truthful of what I want and need. In those areas where I am holding on to what doesn’t belong, it seems I am getting some help eliminating, whether I like it or not.

healing · Intuition · new thinking · spiritual lessons

Knowing Your Limits-it’s enough

Why are all our big lessons so hard to learn?

Last night on date night, I got sick on dinner and almost had a full-blown panic attack in my favorite hang-out, Barnes and Noble. A little FYI, Pampass Grass (for recentering) and Rose 81 (for calming down after emotional breakthrough) brought me out of the attack pretty quickly.

It occurred to me in that moment, that perhaps, just maybe, I could be asking too much of myself right now. I’ve been up nightly with Foxy, our red dog, since December, who is progressing nicely now, but had been seriously ill. Before that, we had a crisis with our special needs daughter that left us beat-up and spent for months. Do I grant myself a rest? No. I plunge forward! I’m a soldier. Strong and independent.I can prove it! I can take on and handle whatever God or the world throws at me.

When our bills got out of hand to pay for Foxy’s care, we posted on our blogs, and pleaded, tried to raise money and worked harder still. More exhaustion. Because, certainly, we should be able to have tons of money for care, right? But Foxy was getting better on her own accord. She was healing herself. We were assisting with some meds and fluids. Friends came out of the woodwork to help with more natural methods. It wasn’t all my responsibility to heal her. But still, I put the pressure on myself. I was a bad parent for not having everything we needed, and this was echoed in the shaming vet we dealt with.

We watched as money dwindled, and because of the economy, relatives held tighter to their wallets out of fear, and in the process, pulled away emotional support too. They were nowhere to be seen! (After all, she’s an old dog anyway. Ouch. And I mean, big ouch). We felt seriously abandoned and more tired!

My reaction through all of this was to push harder, work harder, and yell at myself for not trying enough! Nice, huh?

But today, after flipping out in Barnes and Noble, and becoming good pals with the toilet (awful visual), I realized that when I blame the world around me for not being supportive and asking for too much, maybe I am doing this to myself. The world will always do this in one way or another. The folks who were withdrawing their money were not emotionally supportive either. And, those who were supportive, would be so even if I didn’t do a thing–didn’t try at all. An amazing concept. This trauma just brought this knowing to light.

Could I recognize that what I do is enough? That it would have to be in this moment? Could I support myself and ask less? Could I recognize how much I already was doing? Pat myself on the back for a bit. Could I change this pattern and not find myself wanting to puke and panic in my place of worship?

We do what we can.

empaths · healing · Intuition · new thinking · spiritual lessons

Psychic vs. scientist

scientistI am slowly learning:

  • I question myself when around someone who is more of a “scientist” and is unbelieving. One of Foxy’s vets looks at me like I am crazy when I tell her what Foxy is feeling or what I “get”. She took xrays of Foxy’s back and showed places where she had problems. She said, “She may or may not have any pain.” I said, “Yes, she has pain. I told you that. Several times. In those exact places.” She just ignored me. The woman only looks at the numbers and doesn’t seem to have the intuition or feeling to see what is happening. Being an empathic/intuitive person, I can’t even understand this. I was furious she would question my abilities or expertise of ten years when I don’t hers. It’s out and out disrespectful! And worse, around that energy,  I begin to question myself.
  • Perhaps, she is mirroring my own doubts. My Guides had given me advice about Foxy’s health I questioned because I didn’t see results in front of me. I had to act on blind faith and I haven’t been able to do that. Perhaps I too, am the scientist.
  • Trusting even though situations may look bad or hopeless: I remember when we were selling our house a few years back when the market just started to go downhill. At the time, I was getting advice from our departed dog of all things. Talk about faith. But, I wholeheartedly trusted  Lucy and I felt her spirit, and heard her. Lucy said we’d find that buyer and said when- March. There was a bit of a snag. A realtor came in March bringing an interested client and the client fell through–couldn’t get financing! We were then approached by a shady couple to buy our house cheaply. Was this the buyer? This couple felt so horrible, I had a migraine after talking to them. We decided to go with faith, said no, and decided to wait it out. Glad we did. Only two days later, that nice realtor came by again with our buyer. That buyer who picked out our house from a huge list of houses unseen and said, “That one.” What if I hadn’t trusted? I’d have missed the miracle.
  • We do need that balance: science balanced with intuition. If I treated Foxy for her kidneys with just faith, I don’t know if I’d see results. We still need the medications for support and the fluids. There is a role for each. I know if I had bacterial pneumonia I sure as hell would want some antibiotics and not just hands-on-healing to wipe it out.  I’d need both. Getting information that is happening is needed from the animals and Guides and then the vet/doctor can come in and do support. We can use natural support–plants, etc., but we still need that. I guess, it’s all balance.
  • We are not just test results. You need the full story on all levels what is occuring to a person or animal. Too unbalanced a view doesn’t give the whole picture.
Intuition · spiritual lessons

Streamlining and the common thread

Yesterday, I bought a new purse. It’s cute and little, streamlined, and well, my other one broke. I picked up my purse and the strap flipped into my face, loose. Then my sunglasses broke two minutes later. Time to streamline and regroup in life too, I thought. So, now my blog has this new funky pink yummy look. Cool. It’s also organized and straightforward. Then this morning it was off to make changes on my website–add new classes, offer readings specials, and add a new fancy contact form. All streamlining again. Time to really focus in. I like this.

I’ve been too scattered. It has seemed if one thing was slow, I’d add another venue. In panic in slow times, I’d offer more venues to compensate, and be even more inundated. More scattered. Then, worse, I’d tell myself all that I did wasn’t enough! I needed to try harder, do more! It’s hard for creative, sensitive people. We are interested in so much. We get tons of ideas. But what I finally realized, through exploring and streamlining, is I always have this one common thread in whatever I do: sharing what I’ve learned in a creative way to help/teach others. Whether I am making essences, online fairy classes, or offering a workshop or book.

What in your life needs to bear down to its basic form? What is your basic thread? Be honest. What is the common love or purpose in your career that comes up over and over? Have fun exploring. And, by the way, it’s more than enough. 🙂

Guardian Angels · spiritual lessons

The Car Miracle

I had no idea how I was going to pay for my car repairs. I didn’t know the “how’s”, but I was beginning to understand the “why’s.” All I knew was that I needed a fixed car to drive or I was dead in the water. Some guidance came through, or perhaps ideas–my own mind grasping at how things should look. None of that played out.

The first miracle was when I broke down I was befriended by Jim, who works at the Coop store I ran to, that I have friends at. He sat with me most of the day, waiting for the tow, and recommended Miles at Frank’s Automotive. My car, affectionately called Uncle Peeby Jeeby, was towed to that shop at 6pm Friday.  I told my Dad the dilemma who offered to help with repairs number one (Miracle #2). Woo! Big relief and great assistance.

Now, how would I get Uncle to the body shop to repair his boo-boos from being hit and run while parked in the parking lot waiting for the tow (I kid you not). Miles, offered to drive Uncle to the next destination if I needed it, I’d need to call him later.

My insurance company had paid for a car rental, a very cute and fun convertible pt cruiser (miracle #3). I had just recently remarked I’d love a convertible. And, very cool, I had full coverage so rentals were covered.

My last hurdle was how to pay the $500 deductible I didn’t have for the body shop. The insurance was going to issue a check for the repairs sans that money. I just had to be honest. I called the body shop to arrange my car to get there, and sure enough, Miles had already drove it over. This is where it gets really good….I told Patti over at the body shop my dilemma. At first, she said, Could I pay the $500 in payments? I told her honestly, if I had that extra money I’d pay for Foxy’s dental (our red dog), who desperately needed it. Well, turns out Patti at Downtown Paint and Body is a dog person. Not only a dog person, but a BEAGLE person. Now for those of you who know me and my family and know my artwork, you know we are huge BEAGLE people, especially from being a beagle parents to Lilibeth and Jake for many years, and I grew up with a beagle Andyboy. So, we then talked beagles for awhile and beagle rescues and next thing you know, Patti waived the deductible!

I want to thank all my Angels and Guides and the hearts of all these people who were knee-deep in helping me learn how to trust the goodness of others. For a while there, I had even said, I trust my Guides & Angels, but people sure let you down. I had had a few experiences in the past few years that brought this home. As if the Universe would have no part of that nonsense, this drama played out. To be without a car, was the ultimate in surrender for me, and the folks along the way were each angels in their own right. Thank you for restoring my faith.

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Angels are nearby…

During trying times our Angels and helpers are always nearby. When we are feeling the lowest and the worst, doesn’t it feel like they’ve gone on vacation??? But what I’ve noticed is that when I had some moments of calm, and felt up, my Angels could reach me for messages.

Yesterday I picked up the rental car. I was beyond excited when I saw if was a PTcruiser convertible! I’ve been worrying about my sick car, but just for now I was going to enjoy this convertible. I’ve never driven one. As I rode around town, with the sun streaming and my hair blowing, I felt a weird kind of bliss. Wasn’t I being disloyal to my misery? No. Darn it, I was going to enjoy this moment where I felt great and and I was enjoying the ride. I knew this was the message. To enjoy right now. I’m not usually good at this. I spend most of my life planning ahead. I knew that trust lied in that very moment.

I turned on the radio to hear my signature song, “Don’t stop believing, hold on to that feeling.” My Angel song. “Is that you Angels?” I asked. Sure enough, walking into the grocery store I heard the song playing “Angel” by Sarah McLachlan.

I think in that moment, with my heart open again and I was feeling more up, they could reach me.

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Can you trust when things are looking bad?

That’s the real test, I think. Time and again, I’ve experienced this test. One day I will get it. I chose an animal card yesterday: Maintain Control and Beliefs. It’s hard sometimes. Yes, I’ve read the SECRET. I’ve worked the manifesting books, but we can’t always see how things will lead. It isn’t always just me trying to manifest but all of us working together pulling many strings. How do I know what small act that I was guided to do or something I said during this experience can lead to someone else’s good.

The other night, in the middle of the car fiasco-worrying state I was in, we watched a slow movie called MIDNIGHT CLEAR. The movie had some religious undertones I did not resonate with, so I let that go. But the message was nice: it was the small acts or choices that the players made that left lasting impressions. So, I am waiting for the big picture surrounding my car. I am expecting my needs will be met even in a situation that looks hopeless (it’s worked before for me and my family), and I am expecting that who I have met along the way will lead to some good. And hey, I am only human. Beyond the spiritual perspective, I really, really want to be able to pay to fix my car. Just more trusting.

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Car symbolism

I’ve been dreaming about designing again. Maybe pulled into new directions? Anyhow, still dead in the water right now. So, I looked up these great sites regarding car symbolism. (Ha! Even when I am bottoming out, I still want to share information and teach. Will this madness ever end?)

Great definitions on types of car dreams, from crashes to who is driving the car:

http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art12197.asp

Another blog touches upon this subject. I conclude that my car (or things in my life) need to be repaired. I am waiting to see if it will be to hard or out my reach to do so!

http://thedreamwell.wordpress.com/2008/08/18/dream-symbols-driving-the-car/

The repair theme is so true! Seems everything needs some work and new life to it.

spiritual lessons

Universal Wake-up calls

I blew a gasket. No, literally. In the middle of courthouse square in Prescott. It was actually the gasket top cover which shattered and covered the street, and then I couldn’t steer. The rest of the day was filled with angels in people form helping me. I was lucky that I was in the middle of civilization and so close to friends.

If I analyze this experience as a dream, it would be telling. I had hit a point of frustration–having that “I give up!” moment before this happens. Now I await to see what the damage is and how to come up with the money. All I do know from this, is I need to make some serious changes in the area of receiving. Maybe some downsizing. Oh, and I need to get that car fixed, pronto.