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Messages from others to me:
- You’re on the right path. That you’re also bringing a softer disposition to this path. Not a chest puffing deameanor but a calmer softer presence.
- Your on the right path. You have guides all around you, a lot of them. They are close, almost in your face. They want you to know it’s them helping and guiding you, you can stop disregarding them or doubting them. Also, to put away ideas of grandiose, sparkle or showboating. (I know what the guides mean. I have enough proof, they aren’t going to wow me with something dramatic)
- That class you want to take, take it at the University.
- I see you laying out tarot cards in the celtic cross – planning stages for what is to come
- Your energy said to me, there are no strangers here.
I was amongst Kindred spirits tonight. It was a Meetup.com group for Mediums. I’m wanting to open my channels to receiving information and guidance from the universe and I wanted to check this group out to see if if they could be of assistance. Before going in I asked my Guides to be with me and to help me be open to giving and receving love and connection. Within a short time I was completely comforable with this group of 8 people whom I’ve never met in this lifetime. We shared with each other where we are at and why we wanted to come to the group. I thoroughly enjoyed everyone there.
We did a meditation where were to set a clear intention on what we wanted for right then, today, or tomorrow. The organizer also said to see if we could pick up information or messages for people in the room.
In the begininng I felt the word love, then felt I was supposed to wrap the group in a big ball of sparkling loving light from the universe and bring my attention to it every once in a while to maintain it. I then had some short movie scenes of some topics they I might want to explore while I’m visiting family coming up here soon.
My body at times felt very twitchy on the surface even though I was completely calm and relaxed. I’m learning to pay attention and recognize energy and information and what forms it communicates with me. Perhaps this was a sensation to let me know I was receiving info from the universe.
The messages at the beginning are what some of the members shared with me when they checked in with my energy during my meditation. All very validating and what I know to be true. Not sure about the university class but could have an idea what that’s in reference to.
I learned tonight from others that our bodies can react as we go through levels of increasing our abilities. Like if you have a period or experience of powerful energy or information, you may not be able to sleep, or you may only want to sleep, or you may get a cold, or get stuffy. I had an aha moment and said, that’s what that was after my retreat. I had this weird heachache stuffyness for like 3 days when I got back. It didn’t feel like a cold and it wasn’t responding to my allergy meds, and tonight I understand that the intensity of the workshop had opened me up energetically and my body is almost doing a cleansing or healing as it moves towards being able to handle higher levels of vibration.
Everyone learned something tonight. I got a sense that validation spread throughout the room in whatever ways everyone needed.
Before the meditation we took a quick break. When I was using the restroom, I had this overwhelming feeling of gratitude come over me. I was so thankful to be a part of this group on the eve of the Summer Soltice. I genuinely wanted to get to know the people who were there and what their stories were. I felt safe. I felt I could say anything. I shared this at the end, and one of the members reminded me of my intent that I had sent before I got to the group. It was to be open to giving and receiving love and to have connection. My prayers were answered.
Tonight’s ringing theme for me and continues to popup the last few months is about intention. Setting a clear intention with whatever you do or want and it’s that much easier for the universe to help give it to you.
Gosh, what a wonderful 3 hours, that to be honest had no time.
Man LOVE Is powerful stuff.
It is late into the night or shall I say early morning. I’ve wiped my eyes yet the tears still flow. I am filled with awe and gratitude. I am blessed that after learning, listening, forgetting, hearing again, having aha moments, letting things slip, beating myself up, remembering to love myself, making a commitment to ‘love’ that I really am growing and living my intended life. I realize that this is the journey of life. This is the journey of growth. There is no perfection. There is no one way. There is no destination. The human spirit is relentless, it wants to good, do good, be good. And when we fall we can be so hard on ourselves, that often we don’t even allow others to help us up. Somehow so many of us have found ourselves in a spot of unworthiness. Perhaps through collective consciousness we have created this through millennia of words being spoken, that we are sinners, that we have fallen. I am deeply starting to understand the power of words and thoughts and how these create our realities. Sure I’ve read a lot of self-help books that speak to that but in the end all those books are usually saying, trying it out for yourself. See if there’s truth in it for you. So some of it I have and some of it I haven’t. As stated above the journey is about ebb and flow. I’m not a big goal setter, nor have I lived most of my life with specific visions of what I’ve wanted. I can look back though and see that I’ve never wanted to hurt people, I’ve always wanted to help, I’ve always felt drawn to stand up for people and fight inequality, I’ve understood the innocence and wisdom children bring to the world if only we were to pay closer attention to it, that at our cores we are all the same, and that it’s important to give a voice to those that don’t have one. These have been guiding principles that have helped shape and create my world I’ve experienced and manifested.
My connection to something greater than myself has always been a mystery. Something that at times you couldn’t tell me didn’t exist and at others you couldn’t tell me that it did. Something consistent in my life that showed me the depth of humanity with our joys and sorrows was being a ‘part’ of the Oprah Winfrey show. There was always something so great at work when I would watch those shows and for so long I knew I loved it but didn’t spend too much time thinking about why. The why wasn’t important. Those shows and what Oprah wanted to bring to the world was a part of what shaped my life. Listening and connecting to the words and stories of love, forgiveness, worthiness, pain, sadness, hope, inspiration, validation, gratitude, spirit, energy, and respect became a part of who I am and who I already was.
I write this post because my story is life long and its all plays a part of who I am today. It’s impossible to say I am this or that because of one thing. I say this all knowing though that becoming who I wanted to be started to blossom when I set one major life goal almost 5 years ago. That goal was a commitment to learn, experience, and know as much as I could about the word and the power of LOVE. I owe this goal to my best friend Mayra who passed away July 6, 2006. I’m not really sure how it all came about, but that was the picture shown to me for what her life meant for me. Mayra deeply loved and gave to people selflessly. I remembered always thinking she sacrificed too much at the expense of her own happiness, but later learned that so much of her happiness came from what she gave and that what were sacrifices in my eyes was love to her. I made a promise to her and to myself that I wanted to know that kind of love. That I wanted to feel it and experience it for all it’s joy and possible pain.
The whisper, the nudge, the gut, the flash of words or phrases…is life speaking to us. Our connection to something greater than ourselves yet speaks to us individually. Many call it God, our own intuition or higher-selves, some say it’s spirit guides or angels. It is whatever feels right to you. This is always with us but often we ignore it. Love is the message I received from the whisper when Mayra passed. That life is short and that it’s really all about love and being true to yourself. Ironically this phrase which sounds selfish is actually what allows true love to come forth because you are able to give when you are authentic.
The journey of uncovering all the love that I already am and have, has lead to so many things but at the core it’s pushed me to understanding who I am, where I’ve come from, and that I have to live my own truthful life. I have synchronicities or ‘coincidences’ that I’ve come to interpret as sign posts, letting me know I’m on the right path. It’s lead me to repeating positive affirmations about myself, that I don’t always believe in when I start but slowly overtime take hold. Just another example of the power of words and how they create my reality. As I peel back the layers of ego and illusion, connection to others begins to feel more real and feel like an expression of love. I practice wrapping myself in a bright white light of love that I then send out to others. I visualize the energy moving through space and time and reaching those in which I have sent the intent. I’m drawn to do it and realize that these small acts of love make a difference. I do it to those I love, those that cause me and others pain, and those that are deeply hurting.
The goal of LOVE has brought me the gift of having more compassion. It grows more and more everyday. I have a sign on my white board that reads; LESS Judgment – MORE Compassion. Someone I love dearly would always remind me that I don’t know someone else’s story. Who am I to Judge. There is a difference between Justice and Judgment and between Discernment and Judgment.
I practice picturing people in my mind’s eye and telling them I love them and I forgive them. I also practice doing the same thing and asking others to forgive me. I find that often I now see myself and do the same as I would do for others.
This post wanted to pour out of me after watching the final episode of 25 years of the Oprah Winfrey Show. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to write when I sat down, but that I had to write. I’ve been inspired over the years and more than ever during that last episode. Oprah has always wanted us to know that each one of us is worthy of happiness because we are expressions of the miracle of life. That we are each responsible for our own journeys regardless of where we came from, who or what are parents are, and that we are worthy to live fulfilling lives. That there is always that ‘whisper’ that is talking to us and to take time to be silent and listen to it. That each one of us in our lives just wants to be understood and validated, so take time to listen to the people around you and let them know that what they have to say or what they feel matters. That we are all connected and that no one is alone with joy or sorrow. And that the Golden rule of Treat others as you would want to be treated, runs deep as this is the cause and effect in which we manifest.
I have learned to ask for help from the universe and by golly I get answers. I’m in a phase of learning to trust those words, whispers, and unexplained senses of knowing that I experience. For when I do the pay off is beyond rewarding – the payoff is more love and freedom to live my truth. I am learning patience and that I’m not supposed to know it all NOW.
I am filled with gratitude for all those that have shaped my life and supported me. For my parents who have always supported me in their own ways for what they felt was best. To Oprah for being the constant inspiration that I didn’t even understand its magnitude until years and years of watching your show. To Aina who showed me my mirror for the first time and for getting me to understand that loving myself isn’t selfish. I give deep and utter gratitude for having received many years of Mayra’s love and with her passing that I am discovering a rich life that is really beginning to bloom in love. I am so blessed with still being able to connect with her through spirit over the years and know that she too is helping me on my journey still. And to the power and grace that is guiding me on my path, I bow to you.
Each day I stand a little taller, with my head a little higher, and can feel the flow of LOVE more easily. I am filled with awe and wonder and realize that my goal of LOVE is not really a goal, but just a direction to help steer me, because really it’s all about the journey.
Posted on June 8, 2011 by Keli · 0 comments Read More
I’ve just returned from one of the most amazing weeks of my life. I went to a workshop at Hollyhock which is on Cortes Island, BC in Canada. It was a 10 hr journey by car which included 3 ferry rides and amazing scenery. My life has taken me on a path of doing hypnotic regressions through my therapy and it has been amazingly healing. I’ve regressed into different ages in this life and then happened upon a past life which I wrote about in another post. Uncovering that past life not only explained some of the ways I am in this life but it has also healed the strange pelvic pain I’ve had since my early 20s. This type of miraculous healing is more common than you would think after hearing about people who do past life regressions. This path landed me at Hollyhock to do a workshop with Ainslie MacLeod. He’s written two books about uncovering your soul’s mission and path as well as how to identify and heal your past live traumas/fears. When I found his website I was instantly sucked in and saw the word Mentor in my mind’s eye. I signed up for the workshop and I went with an open mind and heart. Ready for whatever was to come my way.
A year ago I’m not sure I firmly even believed in reincarnation. It was always one of those possibilities or maybes but I hadn’t really given it any serious thought. I would use phrases like, well maybe in my other life, or when I come back I’ll blah blah. But after this last week of doing over 10 regressions with 13 courageous women (some had never done a regression) I no longer have any doubts about living many lives in physical form. So many pieces and questions I’ve had all my life are falling into place and being answered from a very deep and truthful place. I ask no one to believe what I believe but to be open to the possibilities. To explore the questions yourself.
I’m not feeling the urge to write details at the moment, but I will say that throughout the week I had several very profound regressions that took me to a place of real understanding of who I am and so much of what I’ve experienced and how that’s carried forward in lifetimes. I became lighter throughout the week and started to stand a little taller. Fears fell away, confidence was built, and connection with others was more profound than I would have thought possible. I drove away from Hollyhock saying you can’t stop me. No one can hold me back, not even myself. I have no reason to fear the unknown, authority, those who feel they are better than me, I don’t need to doubt my abilities, and all my experiences of rejection won’t prevent me from giving and receiving love. This all came from just having an understanding. From reminding my soul through the regressions, yes you experienced that, but you can no let it go, it was a long time ago. I don’t know how it works, but it does.
I was inspired to share a space with incredible women who shed tears from being stoned to death, being abused by a priest, being drowned, and for being hung for trying to free herself and some fellow slaves. We were opressed and were the oppressors. We were girl, boy, black, white, asian, young and old. I was witness to the courage as people shared their experiences during the regressions and the lessons we should take away from those lives. I saw us all be deeply affected by the regressions but then shortly after the trauma would just evaporate. We discussed the links between the past and the present. Phrases of – this explains so much, or, so that’s why I do that, I’ve never been able to figure it out, where heard all week long. We shed tears, gave each other hugs, and bonded with open hearts. Everyone seemed to be lighter by the end of the week, ready to start a new chapter, ready to go forth and live meaningful lives where we help people. We understand that all souls are equal. We all come to experience the human experience and some souls are new while others have been around so many times they’re almost ready to permanently go home. I’ve also learned that souls while they pick things to experience before coming back never choose negative things. Souls know negative things will happen to it and they try to give the tools to grow from those challenges, but they never seek them out to learn from.
I’m so grateful for what I experienced. I’ll never be the same. There is so much to learn about the mysteries of life with mind, body, and spirit. Our interconnectedness and interdependency of every system we are a part of. Just imagine if we could help our children understand some of their challenges from early on so they could be free of things that are said and done, yet affect them unnecessarily in this life. If we could fully understand each of their unique gifts and talents and learned how to support and educate them so they could be better equipped to live out their soul’s missions.
With all the pain and suffering in the world, I am hopeful. We can choose to take better care of ourselves so that we can better take care of others. In the end it’s all about love and connection. Helping and lifting people up. Standing up for those that don’t have a voice or not allowing someone’s dignity to be stripped away by standing by as someone uses discriminatory language. Forgiving those that have caused us pain because they themselves undoubtedly suffer strongly themselves. Reminding ourselves not to judge because we know no one’s story but maybe our own and even then we probably don’t know as much as we think. Be kind to yourself. I’m learning it starts here. Pat yourself on the back and lift yourself up. Do your best and let things go, life is to short to hang on to anger.
I post this picture with awe and gratitude for the eclectic group of people I shared such extraordinary things with. We are kindred spirits brought together to heal, support and move forward in high conscienceness. Much love to all.
Posted on June 3, 2011 by Keli · 0 comments Read More