The Winds of Change

When the winds pick up, I often feel them physically, mentally and emotionally. My connection to nature and to my surroundings affects me in different ways. A migraine can result from a windy day as well as feeling distressed, not centered and untethered. I cannot fight the winds for I know that they are bringing to me change, whether I like it or not, whether I embrace the opportunity or not. It’s there and until I surrender and release my resistance, it will continue to plague me.

What you resist, persists…

Often the winds of change are a clearing mechanism to set the record straight, to get rid of the debris that holds us back and to clear a path for our continued journey. That is what has been happening to me. While I find it difficult at times to trust in the surrendering, the releasing, I know that letting go is the right choice for me and the winds are here to aid me.

So I allowed the winds to blow away what isn’t mine by Divine Right. I released and surrendered to what is flowing from me and embraced what is flowing to me, through me, with the belief that I may remain centered, grounded, and calm even in a storm.

Are you feeling the winds of change in your life as well? What is here for you when you listen to your heart, your mind, your spirit, your soul and your physical body? Do you weep or are you joyfully embracing the changes?

I Look To The Light

In troubled times, I look to the light. For the Light shines even in the darkest of days. It is only through the darkness that we can truly see the Light so while troubled times feel dark (and they are) there is hope still shining.

A new dawn, the sunset, the moon rise and the cyclical time line that begets days and nights, seasons and years continues. Like breath, we find ourselves comfortably numb to the magic that is life. We dissolve our tears and disappointments and forget about counting our blessings. Seeing the bigger picture and not concentrating on the trials and tribulations of the human experience.

We chose down into our shells and withdraw. We allow negativity to loop and feel as if there is no place to go. We lose our energetic wisdom and ties to the Light. We lose ourselves in the infinite changing world.

I look to the Light when this happens. Innately as with breathing, I come back to Source as my centeredness increases. I find strength in the Light. My powerful source of union with all that is mine by Divine Right. With the enthusiasm of a child surprised by an overnight snow, I feel the magic of healing releasing me from the tethers of darkness to rise again and shine.

The Light and the Darkness work in tandem to help us. I do not fear the Darkness in the same way as others do. Darkness is the helpful reminder to me that there is Light. Yin and Yang. The duality of life experiences as we human beings walk this path on the earth.

As beacons of the Light, we connect with each other without fear. We bond in our humanity, our frailties and our strengths. Each helping the other on this life journey. For all of our circumstances are similar – each with its own set of characters, situations and pains, but jointly as a growing experience. I can understand your story as you can understand mine when we connect with Light.

We ascend en masse though perhaps each at his/her own speed. A helping hand, a listening ear, a compassionate heart and with wisdom through our own personal experiences we rise together. Lighting the way for the others.

Jasmine

The smell of night blooming jasmine appears and I am taken back to fond memories. Simply, with a whiff of the fragrance, I am transported to simpler days and a young love that I have never forgotten.

I often wonder if it is on a cellular level that these precious moments exist, combining their effervescence with whiffs of memories to surround me with the loving embrace I crave. Whilst I cannot go back to that time, nor place, nor person, there is a calling to me today for that feeling again.

Change is here to be embraced. Letting go of all that is not in the present. Wishing and hoping, basking in past glories – neither suits me. Firmly my feet are planted in the present moment with that spiritual fragrance wafting in the winds.

The Refinishing

I awoke with a sadness deep in my soul. A hitch in my breathing normally that comes when I suppress a sob. Have you been feeling the energetic changes as well? As if we are being stripped of the past, the heartsick moments that have stuck like tar on our bones to be refinished like a fine antique, back to the glory which is ours inherently.

But it comes at a price, this stripping of the darkness, the aging, the past sadness and shame. It refinishes us to a beautiful radiance from which we can never return. I have never been one that is good with goodbyes even when I know that an ending is a new beginning.

While we move from 3D to 4D to 5D, the refinishing process is in full tilt. Chaos in dismembering of fragments of low vibrations are being cleared and we are called upon to elevate our spirits even when many of us would prefer to hunker down in our bubbles to rest and have the time to rejuvenate. Alas, that precious commodity is not available. Nor wise.

For to miss the opportunity to engage in the deep awakening is not advisable. We are not meant to sit on the sidelines and to not participate in our light-working purpose. We are meant to open ourselves to receive all that is divinely guided for us and to reap the knowledge that sparkles in view. To blind ourselves to what we know, deep within our hearts, is to disable our ascension and impede the progress meant to help ourselves and others on this plane.

When The Messages Come

When knowledge, wisdom and messages come through me while I’m talking with someone, they continue to sometimes bombard me to be said aloud and delivered to the person to whom the message pertains. I often think of that saying “don’t shoot the messenger” and try to couch the delivery with some kind words in order to make the message more palatable and easier to accept.

But that doesn’t always happen for sometimes the message is blunt, to the point and not very easy to say let alone hear when you’re the receiver. So far, I’ve been lucky in that those who get a message have been grateful for the message even when it wasn’t easy to hear.

Yesterday the winds were wild here and I was feeling very out of sorts and uncentered. It was as if my body were vibrating constantly influx without being able to ground myself. I wasn’t able to focus well and spent most of the day listless.

Finally towards afternoon I went outside as the winds had died down a bit and I felt the vibrations ease out of my body. Whether it was being outside, putting my feet on the ground or the winds or whatever was flying around and making it difficult for me, it released me. I felt back to normal which felt good. Afterwards I was able to channel to a friend (not that I was planning on it) but they began working through me to help her with her new year’s list of intentions.

I am grateful that today she told me that she had thought about the message she received yesterday through me and was able to understand better after processing the information. I am wary sometimes when I deliver messages that are blunt and feel overly strong because I never want to hurt anyone’s feelings. The intention of the messages is always to help and not to hurt, but they seem to deliver them bluntly to make the point when I always think that subtle nudging would work just fine. But when I start with gentleness and that is not what they want or how they want it delivered, it feels like the message just gets louder in my head until I have to deliver it as demanded.

I am only a conduit and yet, I am grateful for the ability.

Last Full Moon of 2020

The full moon has been growing nightly and finally, it is here. The full cancer moon is complete today and stays with us December 29-30. I am excited for this evening when I can go outside and see the moon in its glory. I hope it is a clear night.

It has been a long year indeed, this 2020. Often I have thought of it in terms of hindsight being 2020 for many realizations have occurred in my life this year. Many releases from the past and even the present day have happened and while perhaps I was not ready for them, my inner Knowing was. It is not by chance that I feel lighter since releasing.

Releasing is not the same as surrendering. Releasing allows the individual the power of choice to let go which is different from surrendering. Surrendering is a release, but in a different way. Perhaps it’s just my understanding. However, for me, there’s a subtle difference. Do you feel it too?

I have been writing today. Releasing all that I have held onto and clearing space in my mind, heart and body for the full moon and ending of 2020. With all endings come a new beginning which I look forward to, but I also have the feeling that I need to finish 2020 in a respectful way.

Cancer Moon:

Leave the heavy baggage of the past. Restore and renew under this final full moon.

Hold My Hand

I awaken some mornings with a song in my head. Well, not quite the whole song, but a few lines of the lyrics or sometimes even just the music so that I recognize it. This morning was no exception. I heard “Hold My Hand” which is something I often say to people when they’re going through difficult times.

The song I heard in my head is by Hootie and the Blowfish and is a song I haven’t heard, nor thought about in years. It’s funny how the Knowing works with me. I get clues and outright signs.

Because this morning a friend called me in the early morning hours and told me how I should branch out and help others in the new year because so many are needing support, help and compassion. She told me how I had helped her healing because often I say, “Hold my hand and we’ll walk together” so that she wasn’t alone. I began chuckling to myself and when she was finished talking, I explained how I had heard that song today and then, she had used the exact words. Synchronicity.

I have always said that I can do anything (and I have) when I know a trusted person is holding my hand. While I’d rather physically hold a hand, it’s not possible these days with what’s going on, so we imagine we are holding hands in the spiritual way. That works almost as well.

I have held many hands over the years and walked with them as they navigated this life journey. I have been fortunate myself to have had my hand held by many as well and I feel very blessed.

The lines in the lyrics that I heard this morning were:

Hold my hand
Want you to hold my hand
Hold my hand
I’ll take you to the promised land
Hold my hand
Maybe we can’t change the world but
I wanna love you the best that, the best that I can.

Isn’t life so interesting? I have been smiling ear to ear all morning because I keep hearing the song and I know I’m where I belong.

Reach out if you need a hand to hold. I’m here.

Winter Solstice

It is as if I have been awaiting this moment to shine. Eerily repressed of my own doing and circumstances/people beyond my control. Not to be confused with me controlling others, but simply that they lacked integrity, experience, empathy and were driven to undo me and entangle themselves where they did not belong.

But I am freed and feeling as such today. Whether it’s that Jupiter and Saturn will be visible as the “Christmas Star” as its been called or the fact that I feel freed from the tethers that bound me, I feel joyful today. Do you feel this energy shift as well?

Wide open to receive all that is mine by Divine Right. Open to my precious Knowing and ready to accept whatever plan there is for me. I apprehensively feel renewed to continue my intuitive building and to share it in a safe place such as my blog.

There are a few close friends who are aware of my gifts. We all have them. Some are not aware or perhaps not receptive to them. But with this guiding light today, there is a energetic rising forth coming from my core and I am elated.

While the channeling comes as it wishes, if I receive any messages I will post another blog. In the meantime, I’m sending you love, light and healing today and always.

Thank you for taking the time to read my blog. I am here for you.

Holding Steady

Channeled:

“You do not need to fight the waves that come, nor the tides that turn, nor the winds that blow. You only need to Hold Steady as the tree does in the windstorm. Bend with the flow so you do not break. Ride the waves with ease. Put away the thoughts of suffering so that they do not drown you. You can stay afloat in this turbulence if you allow what is happening to flow. You are protected divinely. Allow the upset to flow through you. Do not fight this as what you resist, persists. There is a reason that perhaps you do not yet understand as to why these swirls of disturbance are occurring.

Stay faithful in your being. Be who you are authentically. Others can be flailing about, but it is not your job to do any more than to be yourself. Help when you can, but do not be invested in the sheer emotionally chaos that is not ours.

Be with those who need and want the help. Be the steady light in the midst of the fear, the static and the blowing winds of change.

You do not need to fix anyone, nor change anything. It is all happening at once which is why the disturbances of some is palpable. They are not able to keep up with the changing energies as you are. And it is ok. That is why you are here. To aid in the change that is storming in on high seas.

There’s no need to change course. You need to simply Hold Steady. Be the lighthouse of healing. Allow those to come to you. Listen with a compassionate heart. Allow it all to unfold in the right time for this is the journey you have chosen.”

Guide, but do not push. Help, but do not entangle. Hold, but do not enmesh. Unite, but do not divide.

Hold Steady dear ones. We are with you. Love is by your side. You are protected, but you are not invincible. Each and every soul here sails their own boat on this journey. We intersect when needed. We bump. We parallel and we go with the flow of the Universe.

Your job is to remain an open channel of wisdom to unite, to heal, and to Hold Steady.

Continue on your path. Let it all flow to you, through you and beyond you. All is well even in the most massive of storms. Believe. Be. Connect. Empower. Hold steady.

A Visitor Via Clairaudience

Yesterday morning I was up early. The house was quiet with my kids sleeping upstairs. As per my routine, I got up, fed the cats and made my coffee. The cats were eating out of their bowls near me in the kitchen as I was standing there sipping my coffee contemplating the day ahead.

Suddenly, one of the cats stopped eating. Her ears perked up and she started looking around. I watched as she kept turning her head to see behind her and then suddenly she bolted through the kitchen and ran up the stairs as if something frightened her. I walked over to where she was and looked into the family room, but I didn’t see anything. I walked back into the kitchen to stand by the island where I’d left my coffee.

And then I heard it.

“Mom!”

It was a young boy’s voice, but it wasn’t my kids’ voice. Clear as day I heard it. In my house. It stopped me in my tracks. I craned my head to look around the corner to the family room, but there was nothing there. A chill ran up my spine.

In my mind’s eye I saw a young boy around 8 or 9 years old standing in my family room crying out for his Mom. It wasn’t a quick “Mom” but a longer “Mooooooooommmmmmm” type of grieving cry. But I physically saw nothing.

I admit it gave me the chills. I don’t know who he is or why I heard him. I am assuming he’s a spirit. I even walked around the house looking to see if there were someone outside or nearby, but there was nothing out of place and nobody in the yard.

It took awhile for my heart to stop beating so fast in my chest. I took a deep breath to calm myself. While I have heard things in my home before, this was loud. A single word that lasted a long time.

Perhaps it was an imprint from 4th Dimension that needed to be cleared. A memory in or near this location because the veils are lifting as we move into 5D. When I sat quietly later, a young boy with old overalls on without a shirt nor shoes came to my mind. His distress and grief were palpable. But I didn’t feel as if he were still here, but instead had moved on. On the off chance he needed help, I sent him prayers and love and light.

Have you ever heard someone when there’s nobody physically there? Please share!