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.

 

 

 

 

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.

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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