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.

 

 

 

 

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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