Selenite and Tourmaline – A Powerful Combination to Have near Your Front Door

Many people “grid” their homes with selenite and tourmaline, but I also keep a piece of tourmaline with a selenite wand near the front door of my home. The front door tends to get a lot of visitors and faces some energies that I am not interested in having in my home. (You can read about that here.)

Door Winner 2Both black tourmaline and selenite are wonderful crystals for purifying, cleansing and protecting your surroundings. In the case of putting both near your front door, black tourmaline protects and shields negative energies of unwanted people or negative energies entering your home and selenite purifies and cleanses the space around it. Selenite can also bring a sense of peace and tranquilly.

I have mine placed on a table on my porch near my front door. I know for some, this may sound a little too woowoo, but give it a try and see if your space feels any lighter and different.

 

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[Harlem] Wizards, Symbols and Signs and What about that Shade?

I am sharing this post with you so you can see how much those of us who are sensitive try to balance so much all at once while trying to act like nothing behind the scenes is going on. As well as how Spirit can help you out with even the little things.

Last night our school district put on a fundraiser where the Harlem Wizards performed and did some interactive activities with the audience. A day or two before the event, I wasn’t sure that I wanted to go as large crowds can still be exhausting to the Empath in me no matter how I protect myself. I asked that, “My family only still go to this event if we have a fun time and make a happy memory by going.”

Last night I got selected from the audience to play a game called “Shazam” which was like “Name that Tune” for theme songs to old T.V. shows. They gave a practice song at the beginning of the game.  It was the theme song to the show “Fresh Prince of Bell Air.” I saw the top half of Will Smith’s body dressed in 90s garb with his hat jumping out at me. I said, “DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince of Bell Air.” (I gave more than I needed to, but you get the idea of how the game works.

One of my children were also called up to play along. He was placed in front of a basketball hoop.  For every song that I named correctly, he was going to get to move closer to the basket in the hopes that he’d be close enough to make a basket and the end of the game and win a prize.

So much went through my head in a matter of seconds, which seemed much longer as I was taking care of so much at one time in my head. First, I was trying to listen to the directions that I was being given in front of a gymnasium full of people. At the same time, I threw up a request for some divine assistance. I asked that “I get most of the answers right and that I not make a fool of myself in front of this gym full of people.”

Winning the game was furthest from my mind as I don’t think that even registered at that point. I was more concerned about following directions and not falling flat in front of a gym full of people.  Technically we (those of us who have a strong gift of intuition) aren’t to use our “gifts” to win things that we benefit from (you don’t see a bunch of intuitives hitting it big in Vegas now, do you?), but I wasn’t asking to “win” just act with “dignity and grace” in front of the crowd.

When it registered that my son (who doesn’t like to be the center of attention) was also being called up and that he was going to have to make a basket in the game (and that basketball isn’t exactly his specialty, let alone in front of a gym full of people), I sent up another request that “I can do my best at this game so that he can get as close as possible to the basket.” Again, not for the sake of winning, but to spare him from not making it with all eyes on him. I asked that “he please have assistance in making the shot when it comes time.”

Playing “Shazam” with “Swoop” 1.18.2020

During all of this, the MC was doing his spiel and giving me and the crowd directions. (I was to relay on the audience to help me with answers if I needed assistance.) I was trying to keep one eye on my son but yet be alert enough to know what I was supposed to be doing, all while sending up a few requests to the other side…and then I felt it…the shade being thrown at me by two female individuals who were to the right of me in the audience, toward the center, in the bleachers. While being told where to stand by the MC, I asked that I not absorb the negativity that they were sending in my direction and that it be reflected back to them. (Which really, wasn’t the right thing for me to do. The protecting of my energy was, but what I should have done was ask that the negative energy that they were sending my way be turned into positive energy to help somebody who needed it.) Under the circumstances I didn’t think that far or rationally.

Harlem

Then the songs started and the game began and images started popping into my head. (The gift of Clairvoyance.) The first song was from the show “Golden Girls.” I got an image of the kitchen table and wall paper that was in the show. (Got that one right.) Next was the theme song from the show “Friends.” I first saw some letters that I couldn’t make out, and then some dots between the letters jumping out at me and then I saw the word “Friends.” (Got that one.) Then the theme song from “Full House” played. I saw a gray town house and then I saw hilly streets and a trolley, like you would find in San Francisco. (I got that one correct as well.) Next, the theme song from the show “Cheers” played. When the song started, I felt like I was sitting at a bar and looking at the door. First a man walked in who I didn’t recognize and then as I was blurting out the answer, I saw the character “Norm” pop up.

The next song, I had issues with but looking back, images were given to me. I saw a bring wall, a sidewalk and it was dark like it was at night. I also saw some kind of a moving line or conveyor belt. I knew the images that I was seeing, but I couldn’t interpret them. I tried asking the audience for the answer but due to the acoustics in the gym, I was unable to make out what they were saying. Time ran out and I didn’t get that answer correct. The answer was “Lavern & Shirley.” As I said, the images were right, I just didn’t know how to use them. In the beginning of the show, Lavern and Shirley are shown walking down the street arm in arm, at night, alongside a row of brownstones singing “schlemiel, schlimazel, hasenpfeffer incorporated!” They also worked at a beer factory in the show which was also shown at the beginning of each show.

The final song was from the show “Different Strokes.” I got an image of my children watching TV in my family room. In the image the TV was on and I saw the back of my kids heads. My kids recently were into watching Different Strokes and the Facts of Life. (One played right after the other.) I first answered “Facts of Life” based on the image I got but then quickly changed my answer to “Different Strokes.”

I got all but one answer correct. My son was able to take multiple steps closer to the basket to attempt his shot. I am happy to say that he made it!!!

It wasn’t until later in the evening when I got home that it hit me. I had assistance from the other side. (I still get “wowed” when this happens.) What I asked for help with was granted. I asked to not look like a complete fool and for my son to make the basket. Both were a success. More importantly we had a great time and made a great family memory.

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The Universe Only Moves If You Move. Maybe if I Stay Still, Nothing Has to Change – Yet.

Tree2Today is the 28th of December. By the time every year, I am usually over the holidays as well as my holiday decorations. By the 28th and sometimes even sooner, I am traditionally ready to start taking all of my Christmas down and at least throwing everything in a pile in the basement (out of sight, out of mind) if not completely packed and put away. This year is different. Noticeably different.  Though there was an extremely short amount of time between Thanksgiving and Christmas on the calendar this year, only three weeks, things weren’t decorated as long as in previous years. I noticed that it didn’t so much have to do with the decorations themselves as the feeling I had inside that I didn’t want to let go of.

This year, as in many years in the past, we hosted Christmas day at our house. Our guest list was expanded with some extended family who we haven’t celebrated Christmas Day with in the past. Some of these relatives had never been to our home before, let alone for Christmas. This was also a year when we had two people pass on my husband’s side. To say that things were different this year, was a bit of an understatement.

Christmas day turned out to be wonderful. There was a lot of positive energy around the gathering. The gathering felt light. Everyone was on their best behavior. Nobody seemed to be walking on egg shells. I could also feel some past loved ones pop in from time to time and also participate in the day. Not to sound too mushy, but you could almost feel “love” in the air. You could really feel the Magic of Christmas. Everyone seemed appreciative and respectful of one another. No issues, minimal drama and just a good old family gathering.

Three days later, I can still feel the positive energy in the air and I also feel contentment. Contentment like I don’t want to let go of this feeling. I feel that once I let it go – the feeling, the holidays, we are on to the next thing or things that life throws our way.

Move quote2I notice my decorations that are still up and think to myself, “Should I start taking them down?” I thought, “No, I like this feeling, just leave it be. If I keep things the way that they are, we don’t need to move on to what is in store next for us. Changes within our family. Perhaps some illness? Maybe a location change? Personal changes? Professional changes? Maybe even world changes? As they say, “Nothing is the same in a year.”

And after the holidays, we flip the calendar to a new year. Though I know that I can’t stop time or prevent things from changing, I wanted to savior the feeling that I feel. They say that the Universe moves when you move. Meaning you need to move to make things happen. If I keep our holiday stuff out, perhaps I can purposely stay stuck for a few more days.

 

 

 

 

Yesterday I was Keeping my Words in, and I Started to get a Sore Throat

Along my awakening journey I have learned that most dis-ease, body ailments, aches and pains that we experience in our bodies here in the physical world are related to our frame of mind and emotional state. (Louise Hay’s Book, “Heal Your Body” is a great resource for this topic.) I had an experience yesterday that is a perfect example of this that I would like to share with you.

As a reminder, the stories and topics that I share are as I have observed them, as I have lived them, and as they have happened to me, along my journey. They are not intended to hurt anybody and they are told as I have experienced them. I have also done my best to protect the identity of the subjects in my writings. If you find yourself reading something and suddenly question: “Is that about me?” If that is the case it probably is to some degree because there’s absolutely some kind of lesson in there for you.

This post is a bit long, but I think that the back story is important to share to bring light as to why my throat started to hurt.

As it relates to this story, parents all have different parenting styles and we all handle issues with our children as we see fit. In our house when my children have an issue with another child (which doesn’t happen very often) we start by addressing the issue in only the four walls of our house and try to talk through and rectify the issues that way. (I don’t bother my children’s school with the issue and I don’t reach out to other parents immediately.)  If things are more serious or the same thing(s) keeps happening between one of my children and another child, (and it needs to be something big or my child’s reaction shows me concern) I will bring it to the attention of the other child’s parent. I’ve only had to bring up issues with other parents a few times so far in my children’s adolescent lives. Honestly I can count on one hand the number of times and I think I am up to maybe 4. In the times I have had to reach out to another parent I have presented the issues as a “heads up” to the parent to let them know that an incident took place. I don’t ask for anything in return. No even an apology to my kid. Just simply a heads up. I also ask that parent to let ME know what role my child played in the incident and to please let me know if I need to address anything with my child.

The times that I have been contacted by another parent about concerns or incidents that my children have been involved in, I thank the parent for reaching out to me and let them know that I will be addressing the issue with my child. I then sit down with my child and ask them for their side of the story.

As with anything, there are always three sides to any story…What this one thinks happens. What the other person think happens. And then what REALLY happened…. We all have our different perception or interpretation as to what is going on around us. In some cases one person might be in the wrong in their actions. In other cases both parties might be right or wrong in their actions.

If a parent contacts me about my child, I sit down with my child and get their side of the story and decide whether they were correct or not correct in their behavior. Then I circle back with the parent who contacted me and at times it has been appropriate that my child apologize to the other child. In our home we tend to “make things right” with the situation or other person and try to move on, even if we (or my children) feel that they didn’t wrong anyone. It is easier to just be a good human and to apologize and to move on.

My child (as well as our family) has tolerated the behavior of another child in our neighborhood for nearly the last six years. The list of things that this child has done that we have tolerated is a mile long and ranges from things like damaging our property, using inappropriate words and comments for his age, physically striking my children with other toys, and the best was the time that our family came home one day to find that he let himself into our house (and our dog running amok around the neighborhood). Though many of these things have continued to happen, the ones that I listed above all happened before this kid was 8 years old. (He is now 11.)

Over the years, after such incidents, I  have kept my mouth shut and I didn’t follow up with the parents of the child because my gut feeling told me if I bring anything up, that it would cause bad blood with this family. My thought was by keeping my mouth shut and tolerating this kid that I was being a cordial and considerate neighbor. (As many of you read this, I know you are thinking, WTF? Why didn’t you say anything?)

Fast forward to less than two months ago, there were multiple verbal instances between my child and this kid and on the final time other parents were witness to it. Since it was the third or fourth time that it happened and I could see that it was wearing on my child, I chose to reach out to the mother of the child via text.

The mother responded quickly and thanked me for letting her know. She did allude to the fact that her child’s behavior had to do with a text message that a third party kid sent her kid, but she said she would address it.

OK, fine. My thought was “let’s move on.” I’ve brought it to her attention. She’ll handle it her way. We are done here. (I was actually surprised at the quick response as other parents have warned me that they never get anywhere with her when they have raised issues in the past.) I felt satisfied in thinking that this was a done issue.

Then just this week, my child (who is generally on the more timid side) comes home fuming, in tears and is looking to punch walls and to kick things. He tells me that “he can’t take it anymore” and describes what this kid, the ringleader, said on the bus to my child and got others to join in as well. My child said that the ringleader and another child were poking at him the most, though others were also chiming in. My child does lack courage when standing up to others and it is something that we are still working on, but I could tell that this incident shook him. He proceeded to tell me that this has previously gone on (since the last incident that I let the mother know about) and I could tell that he had had it and that the ring-leading child’s repeated actions were affecting my child’s mental and emotional state.

I waited a few hours (I always feel that a cool down period is important) and I reached out to the children’s parents who seemed to cause my child the most distress with one being the ringleader’s mother and then to another mother who I know, to make them aware of the incident. I didn’t ask for anything in return, I just wanted them to be aware.

One mother responded back to me. She expressed concern and said that she’d be addressing it with her child. She also offered to have her child come over and to apologize. The other… the ringleader’s mother, wrote back a curt message that evening.  (Let’s add here that as an Intuitive Emapth, I can feel the tone of words that are written, not just spoken as well as have the ability to sense the feelings and energy of other people.)

The next morning while heading to the bus stop, I see the ringleaders’ mother running with her dog. She sees me, looks the other way and takes off.  Later that morning, I get a lengthy text from her. Basically she thinks what her kid said/did to my kid in the previous incident a few months ago as well as the other day isn’t that big of a deal. Her older kid and his friends have done it before and she doesn’t think it is that bad. Boys will be boys. Kids will be kids. (She based this on the fact that she has experience with older kids.) She then spun things and went on to say that I don’t care for her son (well, YOU the reader of this post saw my above list) and made him out to be the victim. She then went on to say that she knows her child and she will always support him. The last line of her message was “Have a nice day!” (In her defense we are I Mercury Retrograde.)

Oh! The things I could respond back with! I was seething. The things I have witnessed her child do… The complaints I have from at least six other families who live nearby who have shared their experiences with this family and this specific kid… The things that other parents at school have mentioned to me about her son…..

I could feel my throat starting to get scratchy as my thoughts were becoming inflamed. I thought, “Great! I’m getting sick!”

I battled with myself as to what my next move should be. Should I respond back?

I thought, why bother? It is going to fall on deaf ears, no responsibility is going to be taken, some people have to be right, they don’t have compassion and they are self-absorbed. I felt that if I go back to her with anything, she’ll just keep throwing it back this way and that her anger and negativity are just going to escalate. Furthermore, if someone has traits they don’t like about themselves, they are reminded of them when an Empath comes along as we reflect their “shadow side” back to them. (I AM an Empath!) Empaths tend to highlight and outline the traits of another person by not playing into lies, behaviors and narcissism.

I also struggled with the fact that my energy isn’t worth sacrificing and really needs to be protected. (People should protect their own energy, but for an Empath, it is even more crucial to do so.) Her lower vibration is just going to bring mine down to her level and the more I interact with her, the more this is going to happen.

And lastly, I feel that somewhere in this mess there is a bit of a “test” for me along my journey. Perhaps a test in keeping my mouth shut regarding things that I know. (See my post about “Spirit Gossip” and getting intuitive information on people who irritate my spirit.)

By dinner time my throat was getting worse and I started to take proactive measures with essential oils and elderberry syrup in the event that I was getting sick.

After dinner was done and the kids were off doing their own thing, I went into my office and I decided to “document” some of the recent instances that my child has had with the ringleader. (A few mothers who I know suggested that I do this in case these incidents keep happening with this kid.) As I was documenting, I also got the other information I had on this child out of my system. A bit of a purge shall we say?

I realized that after I was done documenting and purging, that my throat was back to normal. (Perhaps a reflective crystals ball in my window as well as my selenite wand did a little assisting as well.) Out of curiosity, I did get out my “Heal Your Body” book by Louise Hay to see what the cause or thought pattern of a sore throat or even throat meant.

Per the book, problems with the throat have to do with “The Inability to speak up for one’s self” and “Swallowed anger.” And a sore throat is associated with “Holding in angry words.” Hmmm, sounds like that hit yesterday on the head!

Today, I woke up with no issues in my throat. I also have a feeling of contentment. I know that I did the right thing by not engaging any longer with the mother. I also know that there is more to come and that I should just stay in my lane. The Universe will be taking care of the rest. #SpiritGossip #SoulContracts

No Favor is too Small, When Asking Spirit for Assistance

So this may sound a bit nuts to some, but I wanted to share something that took place yesterday. (I’m sure there is a lot of stuff that sounds crazy in my blog if you comb through it.) Yesterday was Halloween and here in the Midwest where I live, we experienced unseasonable snow, sleet and 30-degree temps on a day when kids like to go door to door for trick-or-treating.

outside1This year, I kicked up my outdoor Halloween décor a notch and I included a lot of outdoor lights. Something that I haven’t really done in the past for Halloween. I have had issues in the recent week with all of the rain we’ve had (we got 4 inches one evening alone) as well as the snow, tripping the GFCI outlet outside and my lights not staying on. I felt a little bummed that I decorated for Halloween and it was a possibility that the lights might not stay on for trick-or-treaters. (I know, sounds selfish.)

On Halloween morning, while sipping on my first cup of coffee, I went outside to inspect my lights. After kicking snow off of some of the plugs (I learned online that I should have wrapped these, oops!) and resetting my GFCI outlet a number of times, I got everything to light up. It was before 7AM but I didn’t care. I thought if they stay on all day and make it through the trick-or-treaters, that I’d be satisfied. I sent up a little request to the Universe to “Please keep my lights on.”

Well, within an hour, they were out again. Ugh! I went outside again and messed with things and eventually got them on again. Once they were on,  I re-phrased my request to “Please keep my lights on until after trick-or-treating is over this evening.” (Mind you with all of the snow, I wasn’t sure how short lived trick or treating might be on our block.)

To my surprise, we DID have a great turnout for trick-or-treating despite the weather. Our trick-or-treating hours ran from 4pm until 7pm. Half-way through the evening while handing out candy, I realized that my lights did not so much as flicker. (Whew!)

Once the trick-or-treating subsided, I went outside in the cold to take a few photos of my décor. Once I was done, I walked up my front walk toward the front door and bam! Just like that, I heard the GFCI plug switch off and everything went dark as I stood on my front walk. My first reaction was to go to the outlet and reset it. But then I paused. And honestly I had a calmness come over me when I realized…. I asked Spirit to keep my lights on until trick-or-treating was over for the evening and it just ended. And the lights did stay on until the end. As I smiled to myself, I felt smiles around me. Even though it was a trivial request in the grand scheme of things, Spirit was there to assist me and kept its end of the bargain.

Instagram Re-post: Funerals can be Uplifting!

I don’t mean any disrespect with the above title, but I took the work “fun” out of the word “funeral” as a confirmation of the events that I had witnessed over the past few days.

I originally posted this to my Instagram account, but I feel the nudge to post it here as well:

On our way home yesterday from a #family #funeral I looked in the back seat where my husband’s suit jacket was hanging and saw the funeral procession car sticker folded in half with the word #fun staring at me. We don’t often associate a time of mourning to be “fun” but I thought to myself for a moment…there WERE uplifting, and heartwarming moments during the past two days that put a smile on my face.

Moments like these bring people together. My husband and I met relatives we didn’t know that we had. We reconnected with others who we should have never had space between. I was able to deliver some short, simple, yet healing messages to some who needed to hear certain things. Others were able to release burdens and emotional knots. I felt forgiveness between some people. Love is the highest form of energy, and at this sad time, I felt it radiating all around. As my husband and I left the funeral luncheon, there was such a feeling of peace and contentment. ♥️🌹

#signsareeverywhere #forgiveness
#love #releaseemotionalknots #sadtimesbringpeopletogether
#lifelessons and #soulcontracts

 

It is hard to share the messages that I get when the receiver might not be ready, open, able or wanting to hear them. I also find it challenging to explain “How I know things.”

From time to time I have received messages that aren’t able to be shared. Sometimes they can’t be shared because I don’t feel that the person will believe me. I feel that they will question or disregard how I got the information that I am passing along. Other times, for whatever reason, people are no longer in communication with you or they don’t reply to previous communications you have sent regarding other matters, so why would a message from the other side get any more or less attention from them?  I’ll share two experiences with you. One had to do with a family losing a pet after a long illness, the other had to do with warning someone about how their emotions could play a role in the future of their health.

39fb2715950f87679aa2f16c1904459bA Message from a Pet

I knew a family who I chatted with often. Often enough that their dog knew me and would greet me when he would see me. In recent years, the dog became sick and the family did their best to slow down his deterioration and to keep him comfortable.  Eventually the family had to make the decision to put the dog down.  One late afternoon within a month of the dog passing, and within minutes of chatting with a member of the family, I was in my garage looking for something when I saw the dog that had recently passed, literally pass through my garage. It was as if he was playing or chasing after something or someone. He made eye contact with me and on his way by, he said, “I’m, OK. Can you let them know that I am OK?” (So far in my “mediumship experience” animals in spirit form sound like humans to me and sound like they are talking just as you and I would.) I debated on how I should explain this message to the family and I eventually just chickened out. Looking back, I feel that I should have struck up a conversation about the dog and mentioned that I am sure he’s out of pain and OK on the other side, but by me changing the message a bit I felt that it would lose its authenticity so I chickened out. And now, so much time has passed, it seems even more awkward to bring it up now.

It is Too Bad that I Can’t Tell You to Check Yourself before You Wreck Yourself.

In another instance, I was clueless in how to get a message to a toxic person who doesn’t respond to you when you have tried to reach out to them for other things (i.e. invites to holiday gatherings, congratulatory messages and wishes and acknowledgements, etc.). This person has also done their best to avoid me at certain functions. I’m sure to a certain degree I’m done beating my head against a wall, based on my prior attempts with non-spiritual communication with this person. A no response (repeatedly) IS a response, and the older I get, I no longer chase people. I know, not very “love and light” sounding,  but my own ego aside, my gut feeling is that the message that I heard from the other side will not be received well, processed, or heard, and in fact, based on the person who it is for, will cause more problems and tension.

An example of this is when I received a message about the possible future outcome of this person’s health. Normally I don’t like to share with people if I think they have an illness, disease or when I think their days are numbered. In certain cases, depending on who they are or what my relationship is with them, and what they directly ask me to tell them I may share a bit more with the person, but as a general rule, I don’t like to give out medical or health-related information that I pick up on. In this case though, this was more of a “preventative” health message.

This individual tends to hold grudges, many time fictional grudges. She tends to hold in anger, exclude people and she talks more than she listens and I once received a message in regard to her health. The message was:  “If she didn’t learn how to release the anger she carries, it is going to fester into a disease.” The disease I picked up on (and had verified by another intuitive) was cancer. (This individual already had survived a bout with cancer in one part of her body and is now in complete remission.) I first thought that perhaps my wires were getting crossed and the cancer that I was picking up on was the cancer she had already had. But no, I got validation (as well as from an additional intuitive) that if she doesn’t learn to let go of her anger, and change her ways, her anger is going to fester into cancer. I felt that is going to be bone cancer of some sort. I also felt that she will hold at least one of her grandchildren (I am guessing a granddaughter is first) here in the physical word before she gets sick and passes. Possibly two.

olive branchKind of a juicy message, no??

(You’ll notice that I had a second intuitive validate the information that I got. It is ok to use other people to help you to validate if the information you are getting is correct or not, or to see if your head is getting in the way of your intuition.)

Since getting this message I have extended the olive branch to both this individual as well as to some of her surrounding family members with little to no success. Perhaps someday I will be given the opportunity to deliver it, if it is not too late. All I can do in the meantime is send healing energy in that person’s direction. It is hard to share the messages that I get when the receiver isn’t ready, open, able or wanting to hear them.

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Strengthen your Emotional Power with this quick, little Exercise!

We all have people in our lives who get under our skin or irritate our spirit from time to time. Maybe for you it is a co-worker, a relative, an Ex, or a busy-body neighbor who is always in your business.
I have a quick, little exercise that you can do anywhere: I want you to send *love* to three people who are bothering you. At first, this may not be easy, but you will feel freer every time you do it. When you practice sending love to your enemies, you are practicing compassion. You are also raising your vibration.
WSend Love_Revised 5.20.19 orig Jan 2019hen you do this exercise,  you are strengthening your emotional power.
Easy?
No.
Freeing?
Yes!
It doesn’t mean that you suddenly become friends with your enemy, but when you harbor anger or hate, you may notice things like repeated problems in your life, illness, debt, insomnia and even injury, just to name a few. Why hang on to that? Let it go!
Give this little exercise a try and feel free to drop me a line and tell me how it worked for you.
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The Magic of Christmas

As you get older, it can be hard to find. The magic of Christmas. Besides getting wrapped up in the busyness of the season, similar to weddings, I feel that the holidays, bring out the ugly in people. More often than not, stress and family drama block us from seeing what is important this time of year.

My husband and I have hosted Christmas day at our house for the last few years. We invite people from both sides of the family including extended family. Some show, some don’t. Others don’t even bother to RSVP. Some are pleasant when they are here. Others are oblivious to boundaries or manners but they are family and it is what it is. Because of the cast of characters at holiday time, or the family dynamic, stress can sometimes be a factor in the days leading up to and during family gatherings.

I had an appointment with one of my mentors today.  Through energy work, she helped me to connected with my higher self and to get some answers and “wisdom” as I like to call it. I am sharing this experience with you in the hopes that perhaps it will help you to focus on what is important during this time of year.

During my session, I found it hard to relax and to connect, especially at the beginning. It is always hard to turn my mind off. Eventually I got into a meditative-like state and I started to feel like I was floating on air. I then got an image that looked like a home, my home, but it wasn’t exactly my home. I acknowledged where I was.

I then got a message that I (as we all do) will be tested by the Universe to see if I’ve learned my lessons along the way here in this place, we call life, (the physical world) or “life-sctinsilhool.” The subject of not taking responsibility for other’s choices, actions or deeds came up. I was told when people let us down (in the case of the holidays, maybe they let us or those around us down by not showing up for whatever reason) to not take it personally, to not take on the burden or guilt (or the guilt that others project on me) of their actions and to just “take these people for who they are.” I was reminded that I am not the one making the decision for other people when they don’t show up. That is their own choice to miss out and to lie in the bed that they have made.

Next, a person started to appear. It looked like the Virgin Mary. Next, I was in a room with a long table. The room looked like a dinning room in the medieval times. The walls were made of brick and there were flames on sconces along the walls that provided light. I looked around and I was seated at a table with a handful of people who were also seated. I couldn’t make them all out. Many seemed older than I but I couldn’t see all of the faces. I look next to me and the only face or person that I am able to make out is that of a man who looks like “St. Nick.” Not like someone you’d see dressed in a shopping mall as he looked more nostalgic than that. He was wearing white gloves. In my vision, I saw the white gloves hand me something. It was a bright light. When I asked what it was, the response was “magic!” At first, I was confused.

In my vision, the St. Nick-looking man turned into a Wizard, meaning he started to look more magical and more wizard-like. Sort of like Merlin the Magician with a pointy hat and long beard. He and I then appeared to be standing in my family room together, sort of behind my couch, observing my parents and children together. He said to “Let the magic out of the box and let it do its thing!”

His message was that the “magic” he was showing me was “the spirit of Christmas” and that “togetherness is the gift of Christmas.” A gift that we should enjoy. A gift we should appreciate. And a gift that we shouldn’t waste. (“How many years does everyone in the family have left to be together here in the physical world?”) I also got the messages that when things get tense, that I should send light and holiday spirit to people and situations that need it. Though this experience was my individual experience, I think that many can relate and translate it into their own life during the holiday season.

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How I Pay Homage to my Passed Loved Ones During the Christmas Season

Angel Tree 2017_bAbout four years ago, I started a new holiday tradition in our family that allows us to remember loved ones who have passed, and allows my children to learn about relatives who they may have never met. Every Christmas I put up what I call our “Angel Tree.”

I am not sure WHERE I got the idea for this, but the thought just popped into my head: I wanted an angel tree! My thought behind it was that I would hang photos of passed loved ones on the tree and then as guests (grandparents, aunts, uncles, close friends, etc.)  arrive to our home on Christmas Day (we usually host) my children would present them with an ornament that has the guest’s written name on it. Together they would then go over to the tree and hang it anywhere on the tree that they would like. This would give our guests an opportunity to reflect on those who have passed and give them a chance to share memories with my children, if they so choose.

I loved the idea of this, but I needed to whip up a tree and its trimmings with only a few weeks to go before Christmas that year. I was determined that I wanted the tree to be gold. I discovered at that time that gold trees were hard to come by and cost a pretty penny. I decided to peruse local garage sale sites and I came across an inexpensive artificial tree with white branches that someone was selling. I decided to purchase it and I intended to spray paint it gold!

I never like driving to places where I have never been before. The tree was located over a half hour away, which seemed like an eternity getting there. I remember asking for “help” from my guides on the way there. Asking for assistance to find where I needed to go. Assistance in being safe. Assistance in liking the tree once I got all of the way there, etc.

Well, long story short, the tree was what I was looking for and in good enough shape, so I purchased it from the seller. On the way home, I had to turn against heavy traffic which I don’t like to do, so I ended up making a right turn, and then a U-turn, to get in the direction I needed to be to head home. Before making the U-turn, I saw a state mileage sign for a major highway that if you took it all of the way, would take you right to my now deceased grandparents’ house. It made me smile. Then on the way home, I kept seeing doves along the power lines on my side of the road. It felt as if they were actually watching me drive past them. I relate doves to symbols from Spirit and I felt comforted and even more relaxed as if some of my past relatives were watching me, or guiding me home from getting the tree.

So now, how did I design my Angel Tree? Well, I first took the white tree to my back yard, laid a tarp down and spray painted the heck out of it with gold spray paint. It was a challenge to find a nice day to do this, as temperatures in the Midwest during this time of year are generally too cold for painting anything outdoors. It took many coats and to this day, it could probably use a few more, but it turned into gilded gold tree.

I then purchased some small 2×3 and 3×3 sized photo frames. I added photos to the frames of loved ones who have passed – some frames with copies of photos, other with photo copies and in cases when I didn’t have a photo, I just printed the person’s name in fancy font on nicer paper and slipped them into the frames. I then attached ribbon to frames so that they could be hung.

The first year that we put the tree out, I used some gold and ivory ornaments and pearl garland strands that I already had laying around. As the years have gone by, I’ve added more ribbons and crystals to really make the tree a statement tree. I have also collected and even made some ornaments that either have an angelic theme to them, or have a symbolic meaning to me like doves, dragonflies and angel wings. We use the same ornaments year-to-year that have our guests’ names on them. We keep them in a gold basket under the tree until they arrive. Every year when I put the tree up, I feel my “angels” with me. I usually have some odd occurrence happen as well, like a light bulb flickering or going out in the room from across the tree. A reminder that they always  with me.

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