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Talking to Angels

Have you been talking to Angels?

Yeah, me too.  How’s that going? 

(That’s a real question.)

I really wonder what it’s like for you when you chat with the Angels.  I’d love to know the details. The Who, What About, When, How, How often and What happens type of details.  I’d love to know how they respond and how you know it’s them.    

I want to know what doesn’t happen.  Where it doesn’t work, when you doubt (them, you), when you forget them, when they remind you. When they disappoint you.  Or you them.

(Spoiler alert. That last option just isn’t a possibility.  Ever.)  

I want to know all of it.  So, email me.  I’ll read it. I’ll send you a guided meditation as a thank you.  Which one.  Don’t know.  I’m sure “they” will tell me.  

You know how you get so used to your way of doing things, you forget there are other ways?  That’s me.  Hence, my (real) question.

It’s a big world out there.  Lots of humans.  The cosmos is even bigger.  Lots of celestial conversationalists available for a (snap) chat. I wonder if you’re the chatty kind – talking all day to humans and light beings.  Or if you spend most of your time with one group over another.  Maybe you only talk (to humans or angels) when you really need something.  I wonder what it’s like for you.

I don’t read books about how to connect with Angels anymore. 

Not for years.  I read a bunch in the beginning.  They opened a new world to me and I’m deeply grateful for them. I liked having information about the Angels: names, roles, descriptions and ways to translate Angelic guidance.  This initial structure gave me the foundational knowledge and ideas about how I figure it all worked.  

I didn’t realize how these books also kept me bound within limited ideas about the Angelic Presence.  

I do remember the exact moment that door opened.  

I was offering an Angel reading as part of my practicum to become an Angel Healing Practitioner  You can just picture me.  My face and insides all screwed up in concentration as I “tried” to translate something that sounded like Angelic guidance.  Lots of tension. Lots of effort.

Until something akin to a tap on my right shoulder was followed by a question.  

“Do you mind if We take it from here?”

“Have at it!”  My relief was palpable. My knowing clear. My trust complete. 

From that day on, talking to Angels has become as natural as breathing. So has listening to Angels, streaming Angelic Conversations for others, consulting with them on all my life decisions, and helping you find your own way into this ongoing conversation. 

I know you have the skill to do the same.  I have zero doubt on that belief.  

Why so sure? I’ve sat with thousands of people throughout the years.  Heard so many Angel connection stories. Witnessed so many beautiful partnerships, heartfelt wisdom translations, and bodyfelt receptivity to the Angelic Presence.  Too many to count.  So, I know you absolutely have the skill to enter the conversation more fully.  

I just wonder where you’re bound. 

By your limited beliefs. By your doubt in yourself. By your experience (evidence) of not being responded to.  By your disappointments. By your perception that others can do this, but not you.  

I lived all of that.  Fully embodied disempowerment all the while I was having marginal success “talking with Angels.”

Those days are gone. These days I’m clear: the only time I’m not engaged with these lovely messengers is when I’ve left the conversation.  When I’ve narrowed my perception, my thinking, my awareness.  When I’ve gotten lost in one of my countless human stories that lead me to believe I’m separate from this ongoing flowing dialogue. 

These days I know the Angels are always Live Streaming.  

And, unbeknownst to most, you are always engaged in some level at that conversation.   

I wonder what your myths are about how this flowing, streaming beautiful conversation is “suppose to” happen.  

Myths.  Plural.  They are like locked doors – keeping you outside looking in at those who can talk to Angels, easily translate celestial wisdom, access deep Truth. These myths are keeping you separate from someone like me.  Just like my myths kept me in the “I’m not intuitive like you” camp for way too long.

This myth is not true. Just a distorted story which disempowers.  

 

There are lots of myths about how the Angelic conversation is supposed to happen.  If you’ve witnessed me live streaming – which is most typical when I teach, guide a meditation, offer an Angel Healing session, or an Angel Card Reading – you’ve witnessed one way of flow.   

I’d love to also talk about how damn awkward these conversations with Angels can be. 

To help you understand their nonlinear nature. How conversations unfold over time, across various messengers, and skip around topics. How the information is often cryptic, symbolic, and multisensory. How they show up at the most inopportune times.

How they pick up the conversation with abrupt questions, laughter when things aren’t funny, and challenges to act when it makes no sense.

About how to open to their rants about how much you are loved, cherished, and enjoyed. To let yourself feel the feels and experience the otherworldly even when it is physically disorienting or confusing.

I’d love to help you open to this Angelic live stream. 

I’m really invested in the other Angelic Invitation I received those many years ago.  “Teach them what they are already capable of.”  That’s what I’ve been doing for years now.  

Empowering you to discover how you (already) work.

Every workshop, retreat, and service I offer will help you discover more of your innate capacity to communicate with the Angels.  With every higher level of Wisdom regardless of what it is called.  This is what you are capable of. 

I invite you to WholeHeartedly, consciously, and freely enter the conversation. 

If you’re wanting personal instruction, hit me up for an Angelic Healing Journey.  It’s all about you as the Angels and other Wise Guides show up to answer your questions, invite themselves to hang out with you on a daily basis, and give you some hints for elevating your life.

Above all, remember this: You really don’t need me, or anyone, to show you the way.

You already know how to talk and listen.  You’ve already had beautiful and awkward conversations with all kinds of beings. Relax and have at it. If you want a guide, pick up a book, grab an Angel Card Deck, or find a teacher/mentor. 

All lead to the same place: your own Awesomeness.

Peace be with you and with all.  No exceptions. 

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More than half of all adults in the US report feeling protected by a Guardian Angels, even those not considered religious.  One survey polled 1,700 respondents of diverse religious faiths: evangelical Protestants, black Protestants, mainline Protestants, Catholics and Jews. The finding that 55% affirmed a belief in guardian angels across religious, educational, and regional lines. Apparently, those angels really get around.

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What’s it Gonna Take?

 

What’s it gonna take for this family to stop bringing home plastic grocery bags?

This was the question running through my mind as I grabbed a bag full of plastic bags to bring to the recycle bin at the food store.   It was a real question and not one of blame. How to instill an unshakable habit of using our recyclable bags. 

Only 1% of single use plastic bags are actually recycled. Sad fact.

I reflected on how this bag of bags got here in my garage.  My husband running to the store for just a few items. My daughter buying something at Target.  Friends and family showing up with things in plastic bags. And me? 

I was feeling kind of proud of myself.  

The puffed up, blind kind of “aren’t I something” proud.  Thinking how I’ve pretty much mastered bringing my own bags everything. Then  I recalled that time in November when I blew my commitment to no plastic bags at the Macy’s shoe counter. 

I apparently couldn’t walk out of Macy’s with a stack of three shoe and boot boxes.  

Ok, but still, not bad.  Til I remembered shopping for SisterHood’s Holiday gift drive. Yup.  I bought hundreds of toys (due to generous donations) and 95% of them came home in plastic bags. All donations came in plastic bags. And all family bags (for 250 kids) travelled to SisterHood in big trash bags.  I’ve got to rethink that one next December.  

What’s it gonna take to run a gift drive without plastic bags? 

Later in the day, I enjoyed my ice tea at Barnes and Noble while I worked in the cafe. I recycled my single use plastic cup and had to throw out the straw.   What’s it gonna take to not use plastic cups when I’m out?  And how will I never, ever use a plastic straw again? (I’m thinking of the saddest photo showing how these straws interact with my favorite ocean creatures).

This question had taken on a life of its own.  It wasn't rhetorical and was waiting for action. 

 

So, I packed 3 reusable straws in my purse and a plastic Starbucks cup in my car.  I reinforced that commitment when I pulled out my straw at lunch over the weekend.  (The trick is to remember to take it home again!)  New habits created when a simple question prompts action. 

What’s it gonna take to not overspend at the food store? 

I wasn’t reaching for that question anymore, but it was reaching for me.  Inside Wegmans, I paused and considered my normal approach. I intend to get a few items and end up throwing twice that in my cart. This leaves me reaching for my credit card.  What’s it gonna take?  I checked my cash and determined I wouldn’t spend more than I had.

Shopping for food became a whole new adventure. And it included math. 

If you know me, you know math is not my strong suit.  Still, I travelled around making wise decisions and figured I was good.  I was good.  Just 18 cents short.  Lucky for me I had a hidden $10 bill in my wallet or something was going back.

What’s it gonna take to send all of the Love O kids to school next year? 

I was talking with Ahaji, founder of We the Village which supports everything for Love Orphanage in Haiti.  We were strategizing about the Be a Difference Maker education fund to send all the kids to school next year. Exploring some options, I wondered about the monthly commitment.

“$21 a month sends one kid to school. How many kids are covered that way?”

“12 kids aren’t funded.”  I was taken aback.  Clearly I had let that ball drop given that I was a Difference Maker committed to helping Love O kids get funded.  The conversation shifted from labor intensive fundraising to a simpler task.

Let’s find 12 people willing to make a $21 monthly donation.

What’s it gonna take?  Not much apparently.  Perhaps we just tell people about it and see where that very simple action takes us.  (If you want to transform a life through education, please check out my Making a Difference page to get the whole story.)

What’s it gonna take?

It’s only been 5 days since that question arose. I’ll spare you the rest of the situations it prompted me to notice. Which led to a tiny action. Which opens the potential for change within me.

Why am I WholeHeartedly engaging the question?

Because it showed up.  I trust Life’s wise invitations when they catch my attention. And because I truly want to be a beneficial contributor to the wellbeing of all of us and this lovely planet. 

What’s it gonna take to finish this story?  “The End.”

Thanks for listening. Hope this question  opens that place within you where it is easy to see options and take action.  Tiny or big. 

Peace be with you and with all.  No exceptions. 

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Inventors, entrepreneurs, social change agents, artists, and scientists view the art of questioning as essential to discovery. Whether to create something original or solve a dilemma, questions invite the mind to open. Often leading creative thinkers to effective solutions, new paradigms, or original ideas. With self awareness, you can often trace an invention, change in habit, or adoption of an entirely new perspective back to a single question. Let your questions breathe.  They do their best work when you don’t rush to answer them!

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Looking for Kindness in all the Right Places

I merged with ease onto the highway, as I’ve done countless times before.

I slowed a bit to let the big white pickup truck with a trailer pass by before I claimed my space.  Gazing forward at the open road, I realized the pick up driver had moved over to make room for me.

I was struck by the kindness of that simple maneuver.   

Seriously struck. My heart warmed as those feel good chemicals zoomed around my brain and body.  In my mind, I was crystal clear that he had offered me a kindness.  It wasn’t just good driving protocol or a desire to save his shiny new truck from a potential run in. How did I know?  I’ve no idea, but I knew. 

So did my open mind, warm heart, and tingling body. 

I basked in that experience as I drove. Then a question arose. 

How many subtle moments of intentional kindness do I miss each day? 

I recognized that question offered me an invitation to play. So, I drove on – alert in my pursuit of kindness. The tiny, easy to miss kind.  Whether it was intentional or habitual didn’t matter.  Noticing what was already happening was.

I took a new route to keep me from going mindless while driving. 

Winding through neighborhoods on a lovely day surprisingly showed kindness everywhere. Drivers let others merge or walkers cross the street. A man picked up random trash. Doors were held in local shops. A lady kissed a neighbor’s dog.

Smiles exchanged. Lots of drivers waving at each other. 

The thank you, go ahead kind of waving. Nary a middle finger in sight.  

I stayed alert while exploring a new grocery store. 

A mom was kind to her frustrated child. Staff helped find stuff.  A young girl smiled as she paused in her stocking for me to roll my cart by. 3 times she paused and smiled. (I was a bit lost).  My cashier was to die for kind and even helped me put the cart away as I grabbed my bags by the front door. 

I went to Trader Joe’s next.  Happy.  Watching lots of nice people manage a crazy crowded parking lot.  

Same story indoors. After a bit of noticing all the help all around, I zoned out and stood in line.  I tuned in and felt the unity within me.  Happy.  Feeling the benefit of witnessing so much kindness.  I brought my attention outward and saw a laughing couple enjoying a really friendly cashier.

I heard ladies laughing behind me. Strangers apparently.  

Mind back on autopilot, I half heard a woman cheerfully mention she just got rid of a house full of tweens after a sleepover.  She had laundry in the washer and dishes in the dishwasher when her husband mentioned they were out of tea.  So here she was on Superbowl Sunday at Trader Joes with the rest of New Jersey. 

I was thinking that was mighty kind. 

I was thinking about how I felt after those sleepover days.  My husband would’ve been lucky to get a cup of tea. No way I would’ve run out for that one item. Let alone do it cheerfully. 

(Note to self - still more growing up to do.)

 

I heard her ask the manager, perched in his official birds nest, if he could ring up her 1 item. He didn’t have a register.

That woke me up. 

“Please, go in front of me.”   “Oh no, I couldn’t.”   “Please”  (really more like “Puleeeaase, it is so not a big deal).  It was a no brainer. 

“That was kind,” said the (really friendly) cashier. 

I hadn’t even thought about the kindness thing.  It just happened.  Habitual kindness.  Noticed and commented on.  I wondered if he might be playing the same game, so I smiled at him knowingly (sounds creepy when I write it).

Asking me to wait a second, he had a word with the floating manager. I packed my groceries and got my change. 

Then he handed me a tiny bouquet of flowers. 

“Thanks for being kind,” said my game playing buddy.  Intentional kindness met habitual kindness.  Really, truly sweet. 

It showed me a new level of the game. 

I could notice acts of kindness happening and I could intentionally create a few of my own.  I walked out and saw a woman struggle to lift her bags out of the cart. And leave the cart precariously poised to drift right into that shiny luxury car parked by the door. Intentionally, I returned the cart. 

Playing the game at this level – noticing and contributing – reminded me of my favorite square dancing move.

It’s been a (really) long time since my High School gym days, but I think it’s called a chain.  All cliques represented as we joined hands, laughed, danced, and wove through each other with great enthusiasm.  Once we all agreed square dancing was hokey and weird, we were free to thoroughly enjoy ourselves.

I remember that feeling of an open mind, warm heart, and tingling body.

It struck me then that Life invites us to play a lot of different games.  It doesn’t seem to matter which one you choose.  Just that it takes you into that warm, sweet experience of being a contributing part of this human family.   

I believe there is a lot of good going on in our world. 

Depends what you are looking for and what you’ve got to add. 

I hope you find your game today.

And discover the joy of playing, the playmates who await you, and that inner tingle. I hope you  inadvertently make someone’s day and cause a chain reaction of goodness. 

p.s.  I also remember playing with those little scooters in gym. Jumping on the trampoline. Routines on a tiny balance beam (8 inches off the floor).  Volley ball and my killer serve. Softball on gorgeous days.  Thinking back on it, gym class was so much fun. 

What about you?  I’m sticking with fun … as long as I block out days running around the track, playing basketball, and wearing that mandatory sleeveless, one piece polyester gym suit.

Peace be with you and with all.  No exceptions. 

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Kindness: the gift that keeps on giving. University of California researchers found an increase in positive feelings and life satisfaction, and a decrease in negative feelings, when participants performed acts of kindness, recalled acts of kindness, or did both. Next time you feel down or stressed, pull up a memory of when you were kind to someone to improve your own well-being.

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Let’s Heal Those 10 Bodies, Shall We?

“Let’s heal those 10 bodies, shall we?”

I was minding my own business when I heard that phrase float through my head.  My response was immediate: “I’m in!”   I got the reference to the Kundalini Yogic teaching that each person has 10 interconnected, mutually influencing energetic bodies.  Invisible and influential.

The physical body is just the one that you can see. 

The other 9 energy bodies are there, albeit not seen, known, or understood by those who haven’t been raised or exposed to this perspective.

If raised in a culture which incorporates this knowledge, this is not front page news. 

Many in Western culture are now aware of references to the energy centers (chakras), pathways (nadis, meridians), or energetic layers of the body (biofield, aura).  Some are curious. Some are critical. Some are uninterested.  And many remain innocently ignorant.

Yet all are influenced by the energetic architecture of their bodies. 

In wisdom traditions and healing systems worldwide and throughout history, there is an awareness of this influential, invisible world.  It is the world of energy – the infrastructure of reality as we perceive it.  From this perspective, the whole must be considered for healing since everything effects everything. 

Think of the complexity within the miracle of your body – the one you can see.

Without you paying the slightest bit of attention, your food gets digested, oxygen is recycled, bones grow, learning happens, toxins are released, and the world’s sensory information gets translated.  All while you are driving to the food store.  This idea is amazing, yet hasn’t even scratched the surface of the wonder of your physical body.

Now multiple the wonder by 10.

I don’t find it a coincidence that I heard this invitation this week.  Looking ahead in my calendar, I see my next 3 scheduled events offer the chance to immerse within the healing frequencies of sound, energy, light, and celestial healers. 

All with less effort than going to the gym, starting a new diet, or building a positive mindset. 

 

Chanting in the Light Cathedrals at Soul Sanctuary invites you to hang out in the comfy, candlelit salon while singing/chanting the yogic mantras of kundalini yoga with a bunch of lovely people.  Angelic Spavasanaaah at Live in Joy Yoga invites you to lay down in a comfy nest while I guide you on an Angel Journey and body/energy workers lovingly attend to you. It is so relaxing, you might just sleep through it. The Angelic Immersion Retreat at Soul Sanctuary offers too much to put in a sentence.  Let’s just say it is heavenly. So, what do they all have in common?

Immersing all 10 of your lovely bodies within healing energy. 

There are lots of benefits to these (and other) practices.  Perhaps the most important is assisting your body to return to a more harmonized state. So you can release the effects of chronic tension, balance the endocrine system, invite brain hemispheric coherence, boost immunity, and my favorite, bringing your heart rhythm (the great influencer) into a coherent state.  Thus, inviting your whole body (all 10 of them) to communicate more efficiently and effectively.  To return to a conversation of Wholeness or what we call healing.

Simply put, you get to lower your overall stress and increase your overall wellbeing.  And the really good news?

These aren’t the only activities that engage the healing response for your entire system.  There are so many ways you can explore the healing technology of working with energy, mind, body, and emotions.  Yoga.  Meditation. Time in nature. Alternative healing. Energy Psychology and Energy Medicine. Chi Gong. Sound healing. Laughing with best friends and strangers. Petting your dog. Witnessing beauty. Offering and receiving a kindness.

You get the idea.  Choose your way.  Set your intent for healing in all 10 energy bodies.  And let the magic happen.

Peace be with you and with all.  No exceptions. 

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The field of affective neuroscience explores the neural circuitry in the brains of every mammal, rats to human. The Circuits include Care, Play, Fear, Lust, Seeking, Rage, and Grief. Let’s focus on the first two.  Practicing self-compassion activates the Care Circuit. Soothing negative emotions leaves you calm and centered.  So, practice self-compassion. A lot. The Play Circuit softens negative affect with humor and enjoyable activities. So, laugh more. Enjoy more. Play more. Your brain and life will change.

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Hindsight is Foresight for 2020

The New Year has begun. And January 1st feels like a dim memory.

Has it only been 16 days since we entered a new decade full of optimism (or holiday fatigue for some)?  I recall January 1st. I was nestled under a blanket by the Christmas tree as my top 5 priorities for 2020 seemingly wrote themselves onto the page in my journal. (And yes, I was surprise by what topped that list!).

Why then is my memory of that lovely “me time” so dim today?  

I clearly see how a busy schedule with lots of interactions, to do-ing, and planning could easily lead me onto the mindless treadmill.  Without a commitment to tune into those dreams (goals) on a weekly basis, I would easily succumb to sleep walking through the year. But that is not gonna happen to me this year.

I’m unwilling to give up on myself that easily.  Nor do I wish to squander the precious moments of this Life. 

Intent is important, as are self-reflection, Soul dreaming, Treasure Mapping, practical action, and personal commitment to follow through.  Looking at the time segment of one year (2020), I began with my intent to discern what my Soul is dreaming for the year.  I did this on the 1st and you can do it whenever you choose.  (Hint: if self-reflection isn’t scheduled, it likely won’t happen).  What do you do once that time is scheduled?  Try this process.

Settle within the depth of your being and ask your Soul for the top 5 priorities for this year. 

This isn’t a thinking exercise nor a creation process from the small mind.  It is simple and entirely doable.  Settle into a quiet space with the intent to drop within your being and talk with your soul.  Ask the top 5 priorities question and record the answers.  Don’t overthink this, make it complicated, or use too many words.  It is quick, flowing, and at times nonlinear.  Sometimes the list completes itself as you shower, commute to work, or do an errand.  Soul time, not linear time.  

Pay attention and have some fun. The Soul wants to download the Map Markers for the year.  So let it. 

Once the list writes itself, keep those priorities in front of you.  Visually. Post them in your bathroom so they are viewed morning and night.  Write them in your journal and create a bookmark that moves through your journal. Create time in your week to review these priorities and how you are living them (or not). If you snooze, you lose focus.   Self-correction on a weekly basis requires only small tweaks to course correct.  This is practical and ultimately less painful than the need for a massive overhaul when you’ve wandered off the Soulful path.  

 

Hindsight is Foresight when utilizing the benefit of Reverse Treasure Mapping. 

 

To discover those clues revealing how you lived the past year, ask the 3-3-1-1 questions.   

The Treasure Mapping Process is endlessly creative, flexible, and playful. When mapping a new year, it is useful to reverse the playful exploration of clue’s on the path forward.  To do this, mentally float back over the previous year to discover your patterns of growth and stagnation. 

What 3 useful actions (habits) did I establish last year which moved me forward in the direction of my personal goals and Soul intent?

What were 3 habits which interfered with me moving forward in the direction of my personal goals and Soul intent?  

What is 1 habit-action that I have yet to cultivate which will most significantly move me in the direction of my 2020 priorities?

 

What is 1 habit-action I must release in order to significantly move me in the direction of my 2020 priorities?

Drop in, ask the questions, witness what arises in your mind/memory, and identify the habit-actions which answer the questions.  Look for established habits rather than temporary phases (eg, drinking 8 glasses of water every day rather than here and there when thirsty).  Spend some time recalling the intent, effort, strategies, and most importantly, the reason you chose to create these new habits. 

Reverse Treasure Mapping allows you to celebrate your gains as well as identify how to best support your intentions.

A few words to those of you who are human. You have the capacity for self-reflection which is an essential component of your evolution.  You also have the capacity for self-criticism when looking at what you did and did not accomplish.  Be kind.  Humans have growing pains.  Don’t add to the pain by berating yourself. That is the internalized critical voice which knows nothing about dreaming and everything about shutting you down. 

Empower your dreams, don’t crush them before they sprout. 

You can use the Reverse Treasure Mapping Process for your 5 Top Priorities or for each item.  Your choice.  Your way.  Your 2020. Remember the power of scheduling time for self reflection, the huge benefit of tiny action consistently applied, and befriending yourself throughout the process. 

If you want to tune into your Soulful Map for 2020, join me for a Treasure Mapping adventure on Saturday, January 25th. 

I’ll help you amp up your intuitive superpower, engage the Oracle of Soul Sanctuary, and venture out into the ‘real world’ for a scavenger hunt. Discovering the clues for your 2020 Soulful Map is child’s play. 

Peace be with you and with all.  No exceptions. 

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It doesn’t take much to kick start the habit of self reflection. You are wired for this natural action.  Pairing an open ended question with quiet time for daydreaming is incredibly restorative for your mind-body-emotion connection.  Allowing space to meander, wonder, and wander without the distraction of everyday tasks opens the mind.  Within a relaxed, curious state, images, ideas, and insights float in and out. Add a dose of neutrality as you witness without any pressure to record, decide, or act upon these ideas.  Daydreaming is under utilized. especially given the proven benefits to health and success. Ready, set, daydream.

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Do I need to Pack a Bag for this Journey?

I’ve been reminiscing about some of my most intimate relationships recently.

The kind I have with the celestial realm.  The Angels. The Archangels. The Mothers. The Luminous Ones.  The most grounded celestial of all – Pachamama (Mother Earth).  It has been an interesting time.  Kinda like Treasure Mapping my life backwards to discover the Map Markers or key events that led me into these enriching and challenging relationships.  

At first, I thought I stumbled upon them.  (That assumption was quickly corrected.)  

I was shown a series of inner images that linked together the Sacred Invitations to enter the Path of the Sacred Feminine Mystery (although I am crystal clear those words were never mentioned).  Probably the main reason that I didn’t map this path as I walked it was that it was understated.

In fact, most introductions were downright underwhelming. A flop considering the expectations of my mind.

I recall a delicious afternoon at a friends house 15 years ago where we gathered to receive attunements to Archiea Faith.  A female Archangel – go figure – who hung out with Archangel Michael.  Oh yeah, I knew him.  Thanks to a few angel books.  So, I was in and expecting fireworks.  An attunement!  To a Female Archangel (Archeia)!  Oh, how life would be easier and more delightful. 

My experience was a bit of a dud.

 It was lovely hanging out with the ladies and listening to their exquisite experiences.  Mine felt sweet – full of peace and gray static in my inner vision. Then it was done.  I was good.  I liked these ladies and they had cookies. 

What I totally missed at the time was how the depth of that Sacred Invitation would totally rearrange and direct my life forward.

 

Looking back, I realized the next 5 years involved a series of journeys. The celestial kind and the ones requiring an airplane.  They led me to weeklong adventures diving into the Divine with plenty of contact with the (well known) Angels (not an Archiea in sight) and the natural world. About a year in, after I was certified as an Angel Therapy Practitioner®, the Angels suggested that I let them teach me directly.  Again, I was in. 

So, I quit reading angel and spiritual books. I opened to the invitation to be mentored by the Angels. (I figured they knew a bit more than I did). 

Life changed. It became easier (when they weren’t kicking my ass or unpacking my many years of conditioning). All in all, looking back, those 5 years included a lot of healing and transcending my old, limiting beliefs. For that, I am deeply grateful. I got to pay it forward and witnessed the Angelic Mentoring that flowed through me. This was often attributed to me, however in reality, I was just a student along with everyone else.  

A decade ago, I was minding my business at the gym, when I was literally blown off the treadmill.  (Thank God-ess for that red emergency button or it would’ve been even more dramatic). 

Breathing deeply, and not from exertion, I wondered how the photo of The Temples of Humankind in the magazine I was reading had the energetic force to blow me backwards.  (Note to Those in The Know:  just not a great idea when a human is walking on a moving belt). 

So, there that was.  An Invitation to travel to Damanhur for an immersion into their community and The Temples of Humankind (worth a Google to look at the spectacular Temples … hidden in a mountain, created in secret in the Piedmont valley, and dedicated to all Sacred Traditions.  Or check out the Temples photo book in Soul Sanctuary).  

I immersed in Damanhur and the Temples for 10 days, including a spontaneously small group sleep over in the Hall of Mirrors (first group ever).  I didn’t sleep much that night.

I experienced so much at Damanhur and our trip to Turin, yet realized when I came home that I had not even scratched the surface.  That was okay. I figured I would be taught along the way – unpacking more of what was given to me in Italy. After running through the Frankfurt airport to catch my connecting flight (good thing I can read German), I had time for a quick pit stop before boarding.

As I walked out of the ladies room, I faced a poster of the Po River and a the beautiful Catholic Church in honor of Mother Mary.  This temple was originally a Temple to the Goddess (Isis, Great Mother) and was rebuilt in Catholic Italy to honor the Mother in their way.  

It was there that the world tilted and I lost my shit.  

As the Great Mother spoke to me and strongly put forth her Sacred Invitation, I stood there crying while women bumped me gently on their way out of the ladies room.  As I slowly boarded the plane, I realized that while I thought I had come to see Damanhur (and I’m grateful I did,) the revelation of Her simple instruction made things clear. 

I’ve spent the last 10 years unpacking that short conversation.  And now I live it.

So, the answer to the question: “Do I have to pack for this Journey into the Sacred Feminine Mystery?” is a big fat no. 

However, if you are interested in exploring, through your own direct experience, the teachings of the Sacred Feminine through the archetypal representations of this energy, please join us for the next round of classes.  Beginning next Tuesday evening, we will dive into relationship with the 7 Archeiai (those lovely Feminine Archangels) to discover how they support the Action of the Feminine (and your ability to live it). 

You will meet the Great Mother, the Liberator, the Sovereign, and the Muse. All archetypal energy which is seeking first relationship, then embodiment.  

What you discover will be yours.  For this energy and Way of Being is seeking those who wish to live in the flow of stillness, receptivity, nourishment, delight, and ease.  Life has a way of showing you the way and these beautiful mentors will do the same.  Join us if you feel called to jump into your own personal invitation … which will reveal itself in the perfect time and perfect place.  

I’ll be there with you as we meander together along this beautiful path, knowing we have all the time we need to unpack the gifts and wisdom which will certainly be flowing.

Peace be with you and with all.  No exceptions. 

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 News

Research from the University of New South Wales suggests how trusting your gut instinct can help guide faster, more accurate decision making. Measuring intuition, participants were exposed to emotional images outside conscious awareness while attempting to make accurate decisions. The results of the study found that even when people were unaware of these images, they used this information to make more confident and accurate decisions. Intuitive awareness, as a topic of research, is gaining ground as it is considered more than just a fuzzy feeling. Einstein credited intuition for some of his success. If it was good enough for that genius, why not for you?

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Stuck to Soaring

Summers are my happy time being a warm weather creature living in the Northeast United States. 

The comfort of warmer weather, longer days of light, and a slower pace are soothing to my soul.  This combo also invites me to spend as much time outdoors as possible.  And I get the thrill of rediscovering what I call my Sacred Pond in the Pocono mountains.  

I call it mine because I am the only human inhabiting the space. 

To be fair, this summer I shared the pond with a hundred thousand water lilies, a blue heron who was fishing, butterflies and bees gathering nectar, a white duck taking a meticulous bath, birds singing, trees dancing, clouds traveling above offering intermittent shade, a beckoning path, and a blank page.  Even though I was the last to arrive and only visiting, I loved to claim it as my happy place. Settling in on the first of many mornings, I arranged my chair in my typical sunny spot.  

I prepared to gaze upon the wonder of the space, but a damn bush was blocking my view. 

I felt a surge of indignation (at a bush no less) for limiting my capacity to enjoy the natural arena.  Recognizing that bushes have a right to grow, I settled my mind into an appreciative space.  My body naturally released layers of stress as I simply looked around and followed the sounds of the natural world.  All seemed to be in perfect order … until I’d glance through that damn bush to try to see a whole section of the damn pond. I noticed I “glitched” each time my gaze swept in that direction. 

It was like trying to see the play on stage when a (damn) tall person was sitting in front of me.

I solved that one by limiting my range of vision.  Again, I settled into a peaceful place.  No longer bothered by the limit I refused to see. That was a fine solution until the hot sun started cooking me.  No small breeze was offsetting that fire in the sky. So, I moved my chair up the path to the shade of the pine tree. 

Wow!  What a view!  I had my pond back with no obstruction! 

Who would’ve thought that a small elevation in my “view” – a shift in my perspective would reveal the solution to my dilemma of being stuck in the bushes?!  Apparently Life knew it was that simple.   

Shifting perspective. Elevating my point of view.  I got the message. 

Many luscious moments later, my eyes strayed to the sky where a magnificent bald eagle was circling. She flew in circles – coming closer to me with every loop.  I stood to witness the majestic creature and I marveled at how clear her vision was to locate a mouse from such a high elevation. 

It was as if nature was making a point of teaching me the benefit of changing my perspective. 

As I stood to follow her flight pattern, I began to see the radiating energy patterns flowing in all directions from the eagle.  Once I witnessed this, her flight pattern shifted.  I was transported as she demonstrated the expanding interactive potential of energy when in a “flow pattern” – when one was in a coherent relationship with the surrounding environment. I craned my neck to gaze above me through the tree tops to track her movement. 

Nature was making a point of teaching me the benefit of changing my perspective.

 

And then I jumped out of my skin.

“I hope I’m not disturbing you” said a man as he walked past me.  Seriously, where did this stealth walker come from?  My new friend was out on his weekly mushroom foraging trip.  Mushrooms?  I thought I might get another level of the lesson about expanded perception – the psychedelic kind. I was wrong. Turns out he and his group of friends spent their weekends trapping turtles, foraging for berries and mushrooms, and some other “live off the land” activities. 

I was gifted with a glimpse into a way of living that was foreign to me. 

Bald eagle forgotten, I entered a fascinating conversation with this slightly hyperactive mountain man. We examined the berries nearby, looked at the painted turtle tracks, and discussed how to forage mushrooms without wiping out the crop (so selfish).  I learned what it was like to grow up right up the road and how my magical pond was once a pristine swimming and fishing haven until my beloved lily pads invaded the lake. What I learned about beavers was fascinating! 

And then he was gone as quickly as he arrived.  

I settled back into my chair and found my perspective had changed again. I was more spacious. I felt part of the landscape as if I was now in a new conversation with the land, sky, and creatures which made up this pond. In the course of an hour, I was expanded.

I went from stuck in the bush to soaring like an eagle to finding myself a part of this Sacred Pond.

Everything here was part of the whole, including me. Settling in once again, there was nothing left to do but enjoy myself in the flowing conversation all around me. 

And I spent some extra time loving that little trouble making bush that started everything. 

I wonder what teachers are going to show up on your path to demonstrate the practical power of changing your perspective. Hope they come soon and help you soar. 

Peace be with you and with all.  No exceptions. 

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 News

Project Reset, part of New York City’s court system, offers those charged with minor offenses a 3 hours art class instead of court.  The courses vary from hands on creation of art, museum visits, and restorative talking circles. Reset was so successful, cutting low level misdemeanor processing by almost half, that it spread to New York’s other boroughs. Imagine the creative potential of close to 40,000 people given another change to avoid criminal records or jail time. Practical creative solutions. Now that’s a work of art.

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Light Bathing in my PJs

Sunday was a brilliant day as I found myself immersed within a day long practice of “Light Bathing.” 

This wasn’t my plan nor did that term pop into my mind until I was already deep within the process.  With my morning shake in hand, my plans rearranged themselves when I was called to engage my Soul in meditation.

Sitting in my pajamas on my back deck, journal nearby, I closed my eyes and dropped into the moment. 

The birds sang.  My neighbor swept his patio. Planes occasionally flew above me.  The breeze rustled my hair.   I wandered through a visually rich inner landscape.  My Soul Conversation was enlightening.   Amidst all of this movement, Stillness emerged.  

I felt lit from within as I basked in the warmth of the sun. I was light in every sense of the word.

 

Opening my eyes, I noticed my dog resting nearby. He looked regal as he soaked in the sun – totally at rest and seemingly content. I realized that he often sought the light patches in the house or spent time resting in the sun on the back deck. Totally at rest and seemingly content. 

Moving inside, my plans rearranged themselves again when I felt the desire to attend to my plants.  

This again was unexpected. After all, I had a Dead Plant Sale when I lived as a resident advisor in the undergraduate dorms during grad school.  I was clearly missing the ‘green thumb’ gene, yet here I was with a desire to tend to my plants.  I have only one type of plant in my home and office given my seeming inability to keep them alive. Whatever type of plant I have, it is very forgiving and truly resilient. 

I discovered that my plants were thirsty, the leaves wilted, and the vines long overdue for trim.  

So I watered them.  Trimmed them.  Talked to them.  Promised them more care.  Finally I moved them all into the light. 

When my husband came home, I informed him that our plants were “Light Bathing” until tomorrow.  

I was struck by that term.  I actually felt a warm pleasure throughout my body when it was said aloud.  I noticed that I had turned on the lights that day in all of the rooms around me – using light as an accent of the beauty and tranquility of my surroundings.  

Later in the day, while hiking in the woods, I noticed the presence of light everywhere.  
I walked through ribbons of light in the denser forest and in bright sunshine through the field.  When I prepared and ate my dinner, I blessed the food and those who brought it to me with Light.

I recognized that Light Bathing was not a new thing – it was a normal part of life.  My dog already knew this, as did my plants.

Creating a new art piece that evening, I felt the lightness of enthusiasm and enjoyment while translating an inner vision into physical form. I chanted while I worked and consciously poured light into every layer of the mixed media painting. 

My day ended with a practice to Steady the Light. 

I resourced my energy field – physical body with the vital life force arising from the Earth and descending from the Heavens. Grateful for the day, it was no surprise to discover that it ended much as it had begun …

I was light soaked.

 

Peace be with you and with all.  No exceptions. 

HeartWarming

 News

A recent Gallup poll reported about a third of workers in the US are unhappy and disconnected at their jobs. Research at Central Michigan University found that exposure to natural elements seemed to have a positive impact on workers. Sunlight exposure revealed an even stronger influence. Indirect sunlight was associated with a decrease in depressive symptoms while direct sunlight was related to improved satisfaction and sense of loyalty at work. Employers, take note! 

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Am I Present?

I was lost in a dream the other day. Caught up in an old story about how to live life – my way. 

I felt the stress of this dream – occurring in the light of day with eyes wide open. This was my clue that I was dreaming. Stress – a friendly reminder that I had my knickers in a knot over something I thought was a problem. I noticed my tension and took a breath. Enjoying another deep breath, I asked one question:

“Am I present?” 

Of course this is a trick question. Each time stress offers the invitation to ask this of myself, the answer is the same: “No, I am not present. I am lost in the story of me and the way life should be.” Yet, the beauty of this undefended awareness is the opening of potential of noticing what is here. What would happen if I took a few minutes to really notice what was happening?

“Noticing” is a simple practice which has the potential to bring you rapidly into contact with what is happening.

It is so simple that this powerful practice is often engaged in a cursory fashion or overlooked altogether. This is especially true in our fast paced, self important culture. Silly really – this wasting of our precious engagement with Life – in order to get one more thing done, to get someplace faster, or to stay lost in our storyline just a wee bit longer.

So, I drop within the moment and notice.

I breathe consciously and tune into my body. The breath moves me in unpredictable patterns if I let it, as if there is a wisdom in the rising and falling code that unlocks tension I did not realize was there. When I notice my body, places of tightness automatically soften as if they were just waiting for my glance in order to relax. My posture shifts. I feel younger, gentler, and more trusting.

It doesn’t matter why my mind is scattered, my body tight, my breathing shallow, or my attention turned inward. 

Without a need to know anything, I just allow the breath and inner awareness to move as it will. Everything breathes, softens, and opens. This happens rapidly when I enter the action of noticing with an open mind and heart, willing to be with whatever I encounter without having to create a story about it.

At some point, without effort, my noticing turns to my environment.

The texture of the fabric of my clothing or furniture, the sounds near and far which harmonize with the movement of the light and my breath, the array of colors and objects patiently waiting to be seen. As my awareness broadens, the perceptions integrate into a living story worth exploring.

I realize that my stress has dissipated – my personal story has dissolved.  

I recognize the awareness of one pulsating, moving presence. There is a conversation occurring – Life is speaking and Life is listening – and I am that. The wisdom flows unimpeded and is easily translated within this relaxed Presencing experience.

I realize that my stress has dissipated. My personal story has dissolved.

 

Ah yes. This Presence. So familiar once noticed.

It seems surprising that I had forgotten this way of being – so real and true. And yet, it is understood that dreaming is a habit. Not only mine, but a habit for most. This makes me even more grateful for the question that arises within me, unbidden now, at times when I am lost in the old stories. I welcome the trickster who lives within the question like I welcome an old friend who knows me well and cares for me deeply.

“Am I present?” always leads me down a rabbit hole worth exploring.

Like one of my favorite mythical heroes, Alice in Wonderland, I may remember more than I expected when I venture down the path of this exploration. Simple enough, this practice of noticing.  Yet powerful enough to boost my intuition so I can tune in more fully to the Divine conversation.

I was lost in a dream yesterday.

Asking myself the question “Am I present?” This automatically interrupted some nonsensical story and dropped me into breathing and noticing. 

And then I woke up.

In my pajamas, in my bed, while it was dark and the birds had yet to sing. I took a breath. I noticed my body, my bed, my room, and beyond within. Grateful for this habit that empowers me even when I sleep.

So dreamy. This sense of wakefulness. 

 

Peace be with you and with all.  No exceptions. 

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 News

Multitasking is touted as the super power which guarantees success. That’s a myth. Rather than helping you accomplish more things faster, it actually interferes with you doing anything well.  The benefits of the well known adage “Be here now” are backed up by science. Slowing your pace and placing attention on what is right in front of you has been shown to increase productivity, happiness, and …wait for it … charisma. When you’re fully present, people feel understood and supported. Increasing potential for positive relationships, which are one of the strongest predictors of happiness and success.  Bust that myth.