A little off my normal track, but important just the same. Tonights blog is about the physical manifestation of words and how it affects us and our bodies.
I've talked before about using words and thoughts for the greater good. Now we will discuss being on the receiving end of the negative side of them.
Have you ever noticed, when you are in the company of someone negative, how your shoulders and back start to ache? How you may get a slight headache that promises to be a doozy? Your blood runs a little hotter/colder depending on the situation.
We've all been there. I was there today.
It's very hard to get past this if you don't recognize it for what it is...someone else's negativity attaching itself to you. When you finally are able to discern the difference between actual physical pain and the pain caused by another's thoughts or words, you will be able to minimize its effect on you. If not block it completely. As it stands right now... I'm still working on the minimizing....
Sunday, May 10, 2015
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
It's a MOJO thang....
Been such a crazy night, I thought I would blog a funny story. A true story....but a funny story.
It was about 9 years ago and I was part if a group, a Wiccan based group, here in Oklahoma. We had weekly meetings and at one of these meetings the topic of homemade stone jewelry came up. Well...I was fairly new to the group and really wanted to make a good impression, so I volunteered my skills in making some wire wrapped stone necklaces for the members. Might not have been such a good idea, at least not at the time.
You see...I was pretty "green" when it came to energy transference and how to block putting my energy on an object. Much to my chagrin, I found out that error soon enough.
I had worked diligently on all the necklaces all week long, and was unbelievably proud of what I had accomplished. I proudly passed them out at the next meeting and we began discussion as normal. However....the next week didn't go quite as well.
I showed up, like clockwork, excited for that weeks topic, only to find everyone already seeted on ONE SIDE of the table. That's right....they were lined up like the freaking Gestapo ready to drill me over what I had done. Apparently, an interesting week had been had by all.
You see, my "now ex-husband" and I were going through a pretty serious "dry spell" with divorce looming somewhere in the future and I had no idea that the energy I was carrying had been transferred onto the stones. Pretty "frustrated" (lol) was how everybody described their moods for the week. Lol.
Needless to say, I learned my lesson. Embarrassing as it was. Now anyone who receives my pieces only gets the good stuff. Promise!!
Blessed Be!
It was about 9 years ago and I was part if a group, a Wiccan based group, here in Oklahoma. We had weekly meetings and at one of these meetings the topic of homemade stone jewelry came up. Well...I was fairly new to the group and really wanted to make a good impression, so I volunteered my skills in making some wire wrapped stone necklaces for the members. Might not have been such a good idea, at least not at the time.
You see...I was pretty "green" when it came to energy transference and how to block putting my energy on an object. Much to my chagrin, I found out that error soon enough.
I had worked diligently on all the necklaces all week long, and was unbelievably proud of what I had accomplished. I proudly passed them out at the next meeting and we began discussion as normal. However....the next week didn't go quite as well.
I showed up, like clockwork, excited for that weeks topic, only to find everyone already seeted on ONE SIDE of the table. That's right....they were lined up like the freaking Gestapo ready to drill me over what I had done. Apparently, an interesting week had been had by all.
You see, my "now ex-husband" and I were going through a pretty serious "dry spell" with divorce looming somewhere in the future and I had no idea that the energy I was carrying had been transferred onto the stones. Pretty "frustrated" (lol) was how everybody described their moods for the week. Lol.
Needless to say, I learned my lesson. Embarrassing as it was. Now anyone who receives my pieces only gets the good stuff. Promise!!
Blessed Be!
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Shuffle, please...
Alright...this is gonna be an emotional one, but one I consider VERY important. We're going to discuss tarot and spiritual readings, folks. Not the meat and potatoes part...but the bread that sits on the edge of the plate sopping up all the juices. If y'all didn't get my metaphor, as delightful as it was, I'm the bread. Me, and any other person that takes the time to read cards for someone.
You see...it isn't a parlor trick. It's not a game. It isn't something that we do for kicks or to get attention. Hell...I don't even charge for it, much against the advice of others. I've thought about it, I admit. May even do that someday. But now is not the time. Doesn't feel right. I don't do it for money. I do it because I want to help people. I want them to understand and appreciate where they've been, where they are and where they're going. But this comes at a price the client never sees. I pay that price. Everything I'm telling the client I see, hear, taste, smell and feel. I can't stop it. If I did I couldn't successfully read ANYBODY. That having been said, I do this because I love it and truthfully, I can't say no. I do this knowing how drained I'm going to be. How I unbelievably exhausted I will be. How hungry I will be but will have no appetite. I don't tell people this because how could they understand?
Anyway...I will continue to do what I do, even though I am also a single working mother with two careers (one just taking off) and a load of responsibility. I do it to help. Please understand this and be patient. I'm getting to you as fast as I can.
Blessed Be
You see...it isn't a parlor trick. It's not a game. It isn't something that we do for kicks or to get attention. Hell...I don't even charge for it, much against the advice of others. I've thought about it, I admit. May even do that someday. But now is not the time. Doesn't feel right. I don't do it for money. I do it because I want to help people. I want them to understand and appreciate where they've been, where they are and where they're going. But this comes at a price the client never sees. I pay that price. Everything I'm telling the client I see, hear, taste, smell and feel. I can't stop it. If I did I couldn't successfully read ANYBODY. That having been said, I do this because I love it and truthfully, I can't say no. I do this knowing how drained I'm going to be. How I unbelievably exhausted I will be. How hungry I will be but will have no appetite. I don't tell people this because how could they understand?
Anyway...I will continue to do what I do, even though I am also a single working mother with two careers (one just taking off) and a load of responsibility. I do it to help. Please understand this and be patient. I'm getting to you as fast as I can.
Blessed Be
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Tag-a-longs
Please excuse the morose nature of this blog cause I honestly can't help it. I've heard a lot lately how neat it is that I do what I do. Normally I would agree.
Not today. The past couple of days have been very odd for me. I bought a brand new DVD player that works just fine, but for some reason it plays one movie over and over if it's in it. Keep in mind, it does this with no other movie. I admit, on the surface that doesn't seem like a big deal, regardless of how it can freak you out in the middle of the night.
Last night, as I was writing a BIO for a friend, I felt these horrible pains in my right leg. It felt like someone was taking a scalpel and slicing areas of my leg open and pulling out muscle and tendons. This actually sent me to bed. After waking up this morning in relative comfort, and having a couple hours of peace, I started having the feeling I was being followed. I could hear and feel about 10 different people. This went on for the better part of the day regardless of how I tried to block it out.
There was an unbelievable amount of despair that accompanied this feeling. Not to mention a horrible embalming fluid smell in my nose. At this point, I'm unsure if this has anything to do with the investigation Saturday or with the house I was contacted about. I don't know where the guys ate going Saturday and I'm told people in the house I am asked to go to are getting attacked. I guess only time will tell.
What a sucky day. Tag-a-longs can really wear you down.
😞
Not today. The past couple of days have been very odd for me. I bought a brand new DVD player that works just fine, but for some reason it plays one movie over and over if it's in it. Keep in mind, it does this with no other movie. I admit, on the surface that doesn't seem like a big deal, regardless of how it can freak you out in the middle of the night.
Last night, as I was writing a BIO for a friend, I felt these horrible pains in my right leg. It felt like someone was taking a scalpel and slicing areas of my leg open and pulling out muscle and tendons. This actually sent me to bed. After waking up this morning in relative comfort, and having a couple hours of peace, I started having the feeling I was being followed. I could hear and feel about 10 different people. This went on for the better part of the day regardless of how I tried to block it out.
There was an unbelievable amount of despair that accompanied this feeling. Not to mention a horrible embalming fluid smell in my nose. At this point, I'm unsure if this has anything to do with the investigation Saturday or with the house I was contacted about. I don't know where the guys ate going Saturday and I'm told people in the house I am asked to go to are getting attacked. I guess only time will tell.
What a sucky day. Tag-a-longs can really wear you down.
😞
Monday, April 20, 2015
In The Air Tonight
I have stated in a previous blog about the power of words and thoughts. We have all been on the receiving end of harsh words. We know the pain they can cause. We have also allowed unspoken words, thoughts, to build in us causing others, and ourselves pain. We could talk about that all night and probably all agree on how damaging they can be.
I don't want to do that. And I don't think you do either. What I want to discuss are healing words and thoughts. They pack just as big of a whammy as the damaging kind, but people rarely use them.
Imagine, If you will, all the anger and animosity you have in your heart. Imagine that blackness slowly becoming lighter. Charcoal, then gray, light gray then white.
Can you see it? Now imagine focusing all that energy towards a specific target. A friend in need, a lover, a sick relative. Imagine focusing all that energy into doing something good. Something helpful. Something pure from which you have nothing to gain except the knowledge that you helped another.
It's a beautiful feeling isn't it? I imagine people who are religion, not really spiritual, based would call this praying. I'm ok with that. Don't really care how you package it. The gift inside the box is the same.
I have used this process many times. From helping someone who was ill, to sending a dear friend (hiya kimber!) much needed "good vibes". You can make someone feel as if you are standing right next to them, touching their face. They can feel you looking into their eyes. It is an amazing feeling.
I'm giving y'all some homework. I want each and every one of you, regardless of the day you've had, to do this one selfless act. Give of yourself. Your energy. Your soul. If you don't have a specific person to send to give that energy to the universe. Trust me. You may not see the benefits immediately, but I can guarantee you will be blessed three-fold for the effort.
Blessed Be.
I don't want to do that. And I don't think you do either. What I want to discuss are healing words and thoughts. They pack just as big of a whammy as the damaging kind, but people rarely use them.
Imagine, If you will, all the anger and animosity you have in your heart. Imagine that blackness slowly becoming lighter. Charcoal, then gray, light gray then white.
Can you see it? Now imagine focusing all that energy towards a specific target. A friend in need, a lover, a sick relative. Imagine focusing all that energy into doing something good. Something helpful. Something pure from which you have nothing to gain except the knowledge that you helped another.
It's a beautiful feeling isn't it? I imagine people who are religion, not really spiritual, based would call this praying. I'm ok with that. Don't really care how you package it. The gift inside the box is the same.
I have used this process many times. From helping someone who was ill, to sending a dear friend (hiya kimber!) much needed "good vibes". You can make someone feel as if you are standing right next to them, touching their face. They can feel you looking into their eyes. It is an amazing feeling.
I'm giving y'all some homework. I want each and every one of you, regardless of the day you've had, to do this one selfless act. Give of yourself. Your energy. Your soul. If you don't have a specific person to send to give that energy to the universe. Trust me. You may not see the benefits immediately, but I can guarantee you will be blessed three-fold for the effort.
Blessed Be.
Friday, April 17, 2015
Tap That Keg!
Ok, peeps! I got a good one for ya! I met a very interesting young lady today (hi Corina!) and she posed a very good question to me...
Can intuitive abilities be taught? My answer....well, hellz yeah!
You see, I don't buy into the whole "I'm more special than you" mumbo jumbo people spout all over the place. We are ALL special. We just have to be taught what to listen for... and to.
Every single one of us has been in a situation where our gut told us it was bad. Told us to run, not walk, away from it. The opposite is true, as well. We have all been in situations where, against the advice of others, we did something anyway. Something totally against the grain because it FELT right. This is intuition. And it's not exclusive to females. My son has always been intuitive.
Now...how this translates into readings like tarot cards, palms and people, is simple. You use the same internal voice that guides you to decipher what needs to be said. Of course, with tarot you can use the book that comes with the cards to guide you. In fact, I highly recommend this for beginners. Over time, you will start to feel more comfortable "listening" to the cards yourself and you won't need them. With people and places, when it comes to readings, it's more of a heart/soul thing. They are rarely wrong when it comes to giving guidance and answers. They are the part of you that warns of upcoming hurt and the beginnings of tremendous joy. When you listen to them knowing what to do no longer seems difficult...it's as natural as breathing.
Blessed Be
Can intuitive abilities be taught? My answer....well, hellz yeah!
You see, I don't buy into the whole "I'm more special than you" mumbo jumbo people spout all over the place. We are ALL special. We just have to be taught what to listen for... and to.
Every single one of us has been in a situation where our gut told us it was bad. Told us to run, not walk, away from it. The opposite is true, as well. We have all been in situations where, against the advice of others, we did something anyway. Something totally against the grain because it FELT right. This is intuition. And it's not exclusive to females. My son has always been intuitive.
Now...how this translates into readings like tarot cards, palms and people, is simple. You use the same internal voice that guides you to decipher what needs to be said. Of course, with tarot you can use the book that comes with the cards to guide you. In fact, I highly recommend this for beginners. Over time, you will start to feel more comfortable "listening" to the cards yourself and you won't need them. With people and places, when it comes to readings, it's more of a heart/soul thing. They are rarely wrong when it comes to giving guidance and answers. They are the part of you that warns of upcoming hurt and the beginnings of tremendous joy. When you listen to them knowing what to do no longer seems difficult...it's as natural as breathing.
Blessed Be
Thursday, April 16, 2015
Me and My Shadow...
Well...I guess it's time to discuss the all important shadow people. We've all seen them, heard about them, felt the chill down our spines as they glide across a room. It can be very frightening. You will hear many ideas as to where they come from and what they may want from you. I will tell you exactly what I think they are and why they are here.
I don't know.
There...I've said it! I've broken the code!!
Seriously...no one knows for sure. How can they? It is an unexplained phenomenon. What I can tell you about them is my own personal experience.
The one I will tell you happened about 6 years ago. We were over at a friends house trying to figure out what was going on in her master bedroom.
Haha. Get your mind outta the gutter....
We felt it right off. There were many spirits in the room with the point of entry being her walk-in closet. None of these spirits were particularly frightening, though. I couldn't understand why she was so freaked out.
Anyway, I digress. Three of us lay down on the bed trying to clear our minds and see what we could "see". It was then that it became crystal clear. Well...actually it became red glitter.
As I lay there, I saw hovering above me, a large dark mass that seemed to have red glitter all through it. It undulated and heaved in silence, but seemed to pulse with energy. It was then that I noticed the three of us were having difficulty breathing. We summoned the others over to show them what seemed to be causing all the anger and distress in the room. Even the other spirits gave it a wide berth.
Anyway...my friend promised to cleanse her house the very next day and to my knowledge, the shadow person never returned.
The whole point of this blog is this...if you come into contact with one of these, you're not crazy. They DO exist. They can cause distress. But you hold all the power. You.
You may not decide who enters your home, but you can damn sure decide who stays.
Blessed Be.
I don't know.
There...I've said it! I've broken the code!!
Seriously...no one knows for sure. How can they? It is an unexplained phenomenon. What I can tell you about them is my own personal experience.
The one I will tell you happened about 6 years ago. We were over at a friends house trying to figure out what was going on in her master bedroom.
Haha. Get your mind outta the gutter....
We felt it right off. There were many spirits in the room with the point of entry being her walk-in closet. None of these spirits were particularly frightening, though. I couldn't understand why she was so freaked out.
Anyway, I digress. Three of us lay down on the bed trying to clear our minds and see what we could "see". It was then that it became crystal clear. Well...actually it became red glitter.
As I lay there, I saw hovering above me, a large dark mass that seemed to have red glitter all through it. It undulated and heaved in silence, but seemed to pulse with energy. It was then that I noticed the three of us were having difficulty breathing. We summoned the others over to show them what seemed to be causing all the anger and distress in the room. Even the other spirits gave it a wide berth.
Anyway...my friend promised to cleanse her house the very next day and to my knowledge, the shadow person never returned.
The whole point of this blog is this...if you come into contact with one of these, you're not crazy. They DO exist. They can cause distress. But you hold all the power. You.
You may not decide who enters your home, but you can damn sure decide who stays.
Blessed Be.
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