I met this week with many clients who first came to see me one, two and even four years ago and are now finding themselves exactly where they were when I first met them. Why? Well, because change is hard. Really hard. When you seek out a reading for advice and help with a situation, 9 times out of 10 you already know what the answer is but you need some confirmation or validation from someone like me before you can make the scary change. I know what that feels like. We all do. Change is hard. But it is necessary.
I first met Jane (not her real name) four years ago just after she discovered her boyfriend was cheating on her. I told her that he was the type of person that would always cheat. It's just who he is. He will always think the grass is greener. I told her to move on, that a new love was waiting for her but first she had to leave this relationship. Well, she didn't take my advice. She's four years older, still with the boyfriend who's still cheating on her, and now she's cheating on him. This is not who she is. She's not a cheater. It's making her feel awful, it's effecting her health and her self-esteem. So now she's lost four years of her life and when you're 37 and hoping to have children one day, that's a lot of time. And she feels even worse than she did four years ago.
I also saw Robert this week (whom I first met last year). He hates his job. He's hated it for about 12 years. The people are negative and gossipy, and the boss plays everyone against each other by picking a different favorite employee each week. Robert really wants to go back to school and become a nurse. But, he's afraid of leaving his job, he's afraid of going back to school and paying for it, and he's afraid of making a drastic career change at his age. I told him a year ago that I saw him going back to school and changing careers. I said that the universe would continue to conspire to make his job nasty and difficult to propel him on his path of change. Does that make sense? He's currently off his path. He was supposed to go back to school about ten years ago -- right around when his job started making him crazy. It's only gotten worse at his company. Why? Because he's supposed to make this big change, but he's afraid so the universe is going to get louder and louder and louder. Four years ago Robert needed knee surgery. Do you know what that means? It means he's not bending. He's being stubborn. Soon, he might need hip surgery. What does that mean? Afraid to move forward with life.
When we don't listen to the universe, it gets louder and louder and louder. Take me, for example. I don't always practice what I preach (if only). Three years ago, I started getting the message to slow down. I came down with bronchitis twice that year. I ignored the message. The next year I got shingles in my left eye and holy cow, let me tell you, that is really, really painful. Still, I ignored the message. And so the universe is now screaming at me. I have breast cancer. What does that mean? I have to slow down. I have to make changes in my life.
Do you see what I mean?
Change is inevitable in life. I understand exactly how Jane and Robert feel; however, we are here to change. That's the whole point of our being here on Earth -- to change and to grow. When we're not changing, we're not growing. When we're not growing, we're not learning. The whole point of being here is to learn two things: how to love and how to overcome fear.
Another client I saw this week reminds me that when we do make the big change in our life, wonderful and amazing things can happen. Pat first came to see me a couple of years ago. She was struggling with her marriage and her career. I told her that she needed to leave Wilmington, that the energy here just wasn't for her. She said she'd been feeling that way for years, but she was afraid to change jobs, to move. What if her husband couldn't find a job? What if they couldn't sell the house? I told her to leave all those worries with God and to just start affirming "I am worthy of happiness, love and success" while envisioning herself happy in her marriage and in her job. She told me this week that after doing that for six months, she finally got the courage to look for a new job. She found one that allows her to work from home. Two months later, her husband got a new job in their home state of New York. Her marriage is going great, and they're expecting their first child this August. Luckily, since they're back up North, they'll have plenty of family around to help them with the baby, and Pat gets to work from home while raising her child. None of this would have been possible if she hadn't envisioned the success and made the first steps toward positive change.
So if you're reading this and you're thinking, "Uh-oh, I've been getting the message to leave this relationship, this job, this house, this (fill-in-the-blank)," then take this blog as a sign to start making the change. All it takes is a leap of faith. Life is scary. It just is. But in the midst of that fear is where we discover the truth of who we are.
Jump in, dive in, ride that roller coast and buckle up because it's going to be a bumpy ride, but know this --- you're not alone, you will get through this, and at the end of this fun, crazy and wonderfully scary ride, you'll be a better, stronger, more loving and happy soul.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Monday, April 23, 2012
With Gratitude
Thank you everyone for your very kind comments and emails filled with prayers and support. I really appreciate that.
I wanted to share with you all some of the ways my guides and angels have helped me during this time. This all started the first week of March. I discovered the lump on a Thursday night and called the doctor at 7:59 am the next morning. I was worried because it was Friday, and I didn't want to wait the weekend without any answers. The doctor's receptionist said, "I'm sorry but the doctors are booked all day. Oh, wait a minute. We just had a cancellation. Can you be here in 15 minutes?" The doctor's office is 15 minutes from my home on a good day, but at 8 am with morning traffic, it normally takes about 25 minutes. I made it in just under 15 minutes. I never got one red light. Not one.
The doctor saw me right away and scheduled an appointment with the radiologist for a mammogram and sonogram. The earliest they could fit me in was 2 pm. I walked out of that office at 9 am thinking, "What am I going to do with myself until 2?" I texted my sister who, as a ten year breast cancer survivor, knew exactly what I was feeling. She texted me back: "I'm leaving work. Meet me at the radiologist's now." When we arrived, she said, "Sit down over there. Let me do all the talking." I did as I was told. After talking to the receptionist, she walked over to me beaming from ear to ear. "They can see you in 15 minutes." Wow. And they did.
I had my results by 4 pm. My surgical biopsy was scheduled for the following Friday. I was told that I would have the wire mammogram procedure at 10 am and the biopsy at 3 pm. I was disappointed that I'd have to sit in the hospital waiting for five hours. But when they finished with the wire mammogram at 11, the anesthesiologist walked in and said, "Ready?" I said, "For what?" The nurse explained to me that the woman who was scheduled ahead of me had shown up late, so I was pushed ahead. I was home by 3:00!
And since then, the help hasn't stopped. The doctor's nurse called me on my cell with my diagnosis of cancer just as I was driving past my parents' neighborhood because my normal road was rerouted due to road work. I was pretty prepared for the bad news. My guides had told me it would be scary news, but I'd be fine. Still, when you hear someone tell you that you have cancer, it's devastating. It was very comforting to be able to pull into my parents' driveway and have them enfold me in a group hug. My dad kept saying "We'll get through this Mandolin." It was a nickname he hadn't used with me since I was a little girl.
The wonderful thing about going through a difficult situation like this when you're spiritual is that you feel a constant support with you. I have never felt alone through this time. I can feel my guides and angels with me at all times.
I've also had wonderful dreams with them. I considered blogging about this situation earlier, and I asked my guide about it. That night I had a dream that my spirit guide and I were looking at a graph chart on a table. There were two graphs that were identical except in color. One was pink and the other was grey. My guide pointed to the pink one and said, "These are the people who will send you positive prayer." Then he pointed to the grey chart and said, "These are all the people who will send you fearful prayers. Wait to share this information until the positive outweighs the fear."
And so I did.
I've had several dreams where my guide told me I would be fine, that it would be scary for me. I would have two procedures and then I would be fine.
My mother-in-law came to me in a dream and said, "This is nothing. It means nothing. You're going to be fine."
These experiences and dreams are so comforting to me. I hope that if any of you are going through a scary or difficult experience, that you can feel and recognize the support of your angels and guides. If you can't, please trust that they are there helping you in big and small ways. Ask to feel their support, ask to have some confirmation that they're with you. And open your heart to feeling their calming presence with you.
I hope you all have a great start to your week!
I wanted to share with you all some of the ways my guides and angels have helped me during this time. This all started the first week of March. I discovered the lump on a Thursday night and called the doctor at 7:59 am the next morning. I was worried because it was Friday, and I didn't want to wait the weekend without any answers. The doctor's receptionist said, "I'm sorry but the doctors are booked all day. Oh, wait a minute. We just had a cancellation. Can you be here in 15 minutes?" The doctor's office is 15 minutes from my home on a good day, but at 8 am with morning traffic, it normally takes about 25 minutes. I made it in just under 15 minutes. I never got one red light. Not one.
The doctor saw me right away and scheduled an appointment with the radiologist for a mammogram and sonogram. The earliest they could fit me in was 2 pm. I walked out of that office at 9 am thinking, "What am I going to do with myself until 2?" I texted my sister who, as a ten year breast cancer survivor, knew exactly what I was feeling. She texted me back: "I'm leaving work. Meet me at the radiologist's now." When we arrived, she said, "Sit down over there. Let me do all the talking." I did as I was told. After talking to the receptionist, she walked over to me beaming from ear to ear. "They can see you in 15 minutes." Wow. And they did.
I had my results by 4 pm. My surgical biopsy was scheduled for the following Friday. I was told that I would have the wire mammogram procedure at 10 am and the biopsy at 3 pm. I was disappointed that I'd have to sit in the hospital waiting for five hours. But when they finished with the wire mammogram at 11, the anesthesiologist walked in and said, "Ready?" I said, "For what?" The nurse explained to me that the woman who was scheduled ahead of me had shown up late, so I was pushed ahead. I was home by 3:00!
And since then, the help hasn't stopped. The doctor's nurse called me on my cell with my diagnosis of cancer just as I was driving past my parents' neighborhood because my normal road was rerouted due to road work. I was pretty prepared for the bad news. My guides had told me it would be scary news, but I'd be fine. Still, when you hear someone tell you that you have cancer, it's devastating. It was very comforting to be able to pull into my parents' driveway and have them enfold me in a group hug. My dad kept saying "We'll get through this Mandolin." It was a nickname he hadn't used with me since I was a little girl.
The wonderful thing about going through a difficult situation like this when you're spiritual is that you feel a constant support with you. I have never felt alone through this time. I can feel my guides and angels with me at all times.
I've also had wonderful dreams with them. I considered blogging about this situation earlier, and I asked my guide about it. That night I had a dream that my spirit guide and I were looking at a graph chart on a table. There were two graphs that were identical except in color. One was pink and the other was grey. My guide pointed to the pink one and said, "These are the people who will send you positive prayer." Then he pointed to the grey chart and said, "These are all the people who will send you fearful prayers. Wait to share this information until the positive outweighs the fear."
And so I did.
I've had several dreams where my guide told me I would be fine, that it would be scary for me. I would have two procedures and then I would be fine.
My mother-in-law came to me in a dream and said, "This is nothing. It means nothing. You're going to be fine."
These experiences and dreams are so comforting to me. I hope that if any of you are going through a scary or difficult experience, that you can feel and recognize the support of your angels and guides. If you can't, please trust that they are there helping you in big and small ways. Ask to feel their support, ask to have some confirmation that they're with you. And open your heart to feeling their calming presence with you.
I hope you all have a great start to your week!
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Crystal of the Week: Ruby
Ruby is also known to be a very protective stone and will help ward off negative thoughts and gossip directed at you. It's said to darken in color when danger is near. It's been recorded that Queen Catherine of Aragon's ruby ring darkened significantly before her husband, King Henry the VIII, cast her aside for Anne Boleyn. Still, Ruby is typically given as a token of love and is known as the gemstone not only for those born in July but also for those celebrating their 15th or 40th wedding anniversary.
Physically, Ruby is said to increase blood circulation, increase energy and stamina. When worn as jewelry, it's said to decrease anger. Some have attributed the powers of Ruby to alleviated impotence in men. It will also help remove blocked energies in the reproductive system.
If you keep tumbled raw Ruby on your desk at work, it's said to increase your success and financial outlook. Placed in the bedroom by the bedside table, Ruby will protect you from intruders and nightmares.
If you dream about Rubies, it means money and successful opportunities are coming your way.
Often referred to as "the Caretaker's Stone," Ruby will help you if you're caring someone and finding it difficult. Wearing and praying with Ruby can help remove any resentment that may be building up inside you. Ruby is a stone of power and reminds you that you have power in any situation you're facing. It helps you to find this power and claim it as your own.
Ruby worn with Citrine or Yellow Topaz will help you achieve your goals.
If you need to increase passion in your life, where Ruby on either your left hand or your left wrist.
If you are self-employed, keep Ruby and Citrine in your cash register or by your computer to attract more business.
Wearing Ruby will help to lift your confidence so that you can attract the wealth you need. It does so in a way that you're not focusing just on status, prestige and the illusion of "keeping up with the Jones." Rather, Ruby helps you to remember that money is simply a piece of paper we use to trade stuff for more stuff.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Accept, Adjust, Accommodate
A yogi friend of mine shared this mantra with me today: Accept, adjust, accommodate. I find great comfort in that mantra because, when you really think about it, we have no control over anything except how we respond to life. And really all we can do is learn to accept what life throws at us, adjust to its complications/blessings and accommodate our life and our attitude to learn how to embrace these changes.
Life has recently thrown me one of these curve balls in the form of a lump I discovered in my breast last month. I've been diagnosed with breast cancer. Goodness, it's hard even typing those words. I've debated all month whether I should share this information or not, but friends have been encouraging me to saying that it might help others going through similar circumstances. At the very least, for those of you trying to schedule readings with me, you'll understand now why I've been a bit scattered with my email replies :)
I found the lump six weeks ago and went to get a mammogram the next day. My doctor explained that the lump was just a cyst but it was miraculous that it just appeared the way it did because without it, they never would have found the cancerous calcifications behind it.
The cancer is non-invasive, so I'm faced with two choices: a lumpectomy and six weeks of radiation or a mastectomy. But the doctors want to do more testing because another lump was discovered this week. I'll know more next week after I have an MRI.
My sister, a ten year breast cancer survivor, has been the most amazing support for me. She's been through this and knows what I'm going through. She always knows just what to say. My husband, too, has been great. His strong, unwavering faith is a true blessing. I'm surrounded by wonderful friends and family who keep sending me cards, affirmations and prayers. A dear friend of mine knitted me the most beautiful prayer shawl.
A wonderful friend accompanied me to the Duke Cancer Center this week and sat patiently by my side taking notes as different nurses, residents and doctors examined me and gave me their prognosis. She kept me laughing hysterically, to the point of tears, the entire day.
And every single nurse, doctor and PA I've met has been so, so kind. It's been truly amazing -- not one mean or snippy person in the bunch. They've changed appointments for me to help accommodate my children's scheduling needs, they've called or emailed to check in and have offered helpful books and websites to check out. My doctor's nurse calls me at home at least once a week just to say hello and see how I'm feeling.
All of this is so wonderful and supportive. Still, it's scary and weird and awful knowing that cancer is in my body. I'm having a very hard time sleeping and focusing on the dailiness around me. Work has been a blessing. The business of raising three children is great too. They don't know what's going on; they're too young so it's nice to spend hours on end not thinking about the C word. Still, I have to force myself not to ask "Why?" and to focus on what I tell my clients week in and week out -- don't ask why. Just accept, adjust and accommodate. What else can we do?
I don't know why this has happened to me, but I do know this: I have been and will continue to learn from this experience, and I will use it to help others.
I'm also very aware that this could be a lot worse, and it's not. My survivability rate is huge and with surgery and medicine, the recurrence rate is very low -- single digits. I've felt a constant presence by my side which has been extremely comforting -- more on that another time. I've been sleeping with my heart chakra bag every night and taking salt baths every other day. I've taken to saying the rosary a lot more than I normally do. It's so comforting to repeat the same prayers over and over. I'm visualizing ice cubes freezing the cancer cells so they don't move or grow. I'm doing Reiki on myself every day. And, maybe most importantly, I'm learning to ask for help -- not an easy lesson for me but an important one.
So on that note, I ask that you include me and anyone going through cancer in your prayers. There's no need for fear or worry; I really will be okay. I just would appreciate it if you could send me white light, good energies and prayers for healing and health. Thank You!!
Life has recently thrown me one of these curve balls in the form of a lump I discovered in my breast last month. I've been diagnosed with breast cancer. Goodness, it's hard even typing those words. I've debated all month whether I should share this information or not, but friends have been encouraging me to saying that it might help others going through similar circumstances. At the very least, for those of you trying to schedule readings with me, you'll understand now why I've been a bit scattered with my email replies :)
I found the lump six weeks ago and went to get a mammogram the next day. My doctor explained that the lump was just a cyst but it was miraculous that it just appeared the way it did because without it, they never would have found the cancerous calcifications behind it.
The cancer is non-invasive, so I'm faced with two choices: a lumpectomy and six weeks of radiation or a mastectomy. But the doctors want to do more testing because another lump was discovered this week. I'll know more next week after I have an MRI.
My sister, a ten year breast cancer survivor, has been the most amazing support for me. She's been through this and knows what I'm going through. She always knows just what to say. My husband, too, has been great. His strong, unwavering faith is a true blessing. I'm surrounded by wonderful friends and family who keep sending me cards, affirmations and prayers. A dear friend of mine knitted me the most beautiful prayer shawl.
A wonderful friend accompanied me to the Duke Cancer Center this week and sat patiently by my side taking notes as different nurses, residents and doctors examined me and gave me their prognosis. She kept me laughing hysterically, to the point of tears, the entire day.
And every single nurse, doctor and PA I've met has been so, so kind. It's been truly amazing -- not one mean or snippy person in the bunch. They've changed appointments for me to help accommodate my children's scheduling needs, they've called or emailed to check in and have offered helpful books and websites to check out. My doctor's nurse calls me at home at least once a week just to say hello and see how I'm feeling.
All of this is so wonderful and supportive. Still, it's scary and weird and awful knowing that cancer is in my body. I'm having a very hard time sleeping and focusing on the dailiness around me. Work has been a blessing. The business of raising three children is great too. They don't know what's going on; they're too young so it's nice to spend hours on end not thinking about the C word. Still, I have to force myself not to ask "Why?" and to focus on what I tell my clients week in and week out -- don't ask why. Just accept, adjust and accommodate. What else can we do?
I don't know why this has happened to me, but I do know this: I have been and will continue to learn from this experience, and I will use it to help others.
I'm also very aware that this could be a lot worse, and it's not. My survivability rate is huge and with surgery and medicine, the recurrence rate is very low -- single digits. I've felt a constant presence by my side which has been extremely comforting -- more on that another time. I've been sleeping with my heart chakra bag every night and taking salt baths every other day. I've taken to saying the rosary a lot more than I normally do. It's so comforting to repeat the same prayers over and over. I'm visualizing ice cubes freezing the cancer cells so they don't move or grow. I'm doing Reiki on myself every day. And, maybe most importantly, I'm learning to ask for help -- not an easy lesson for me but an important one.
So on that note, I ask that you include me and anyone going through cancer in your prayers. There's no need for fear or worry; I really will be okay. I just would appreciate it if you could send me white light, good energies and prayers for healing and health. Thank You!!
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
A Father's Love
Once again, my readings are clumping. Almost every woman who has come to see me this week was looking to connect with her father. In three readings I did yesterday, all the women had lost their father before their 20's. That's hard. But the really neat thing is that these fathers shared that they are not done parenting just because they're in heaven. One father showed me that he helped his daughter get out of a bad relationship in college. Another dad showed me he had helped his daughter get a promotion and had even (somehow) encouraged the boss to retire a year early. How he did that, I have no idea. But he was definitely and proudly taking credit for that. One dad showed me that he had been there with his daughter through a painful divorce and was trying to help her meet someone if she would just do something besides work, work, work. I could sense some frustration there :)
One father told his daughter to clean her car and get the oil changed. Another dad told his daughter he saw her get three graduate degrees. I thought that was a pretty good validation because how many of us get three graduate degrees? That's impressive and her dad wanted her to know he was proud of her.
I did a reading for a woman who lost her husband when her children were just 12 and 16. All the husband wanted to talk about were the kids. He spoke about their graduations, their weddings, their children. He told me his youngest daughter was having another child this year and that the older one's husband was getting a new job.
So why am I sharing this all with you? Because I think it's important to know that our loved ones are with us, really with us, still sharing our lives with us, helping us and trying to be there for us as best they can.
They can't prevent our life lessons. If we're supposed to go through a financial difficulty to teach us balance and gratitude, they can't prevent that but they can encourage other friends and family to be supportive and help out a bit. If we're supposed to go through a health trauma to teach us how to be strong and courageous, they can't prevent that but they can make sure we're seeing the best doctors and getting the best care. How do they do this? Through thoughts. Thoughts are living bits of energy and once we're on the other side we learn how to manipulate, create and change energy.
So, let's say that you have to have back surgery and you've scheduled this surgery with a so-so doctor. Your dad in heaven knows that Dr. Smith would be a much better doctor for you. So, as you're driving home from work, you suddenly remember that you're out of milk so you pull into the grocery store. In line, you feel compelled to strike up a conversation with the woman behind you. As you get talking, she shares that she's so glad to finally be out and about after her back surgery she just had with the most amazing doctor -- Dr. Smith. See how the dad manipulated that? He can coordinate with your guides and that woman's guides to make sure you too end up at the store at the same time. It's not easy, but they can do it. The stronger their personality is, the easier it is for them to help us. If you have shy, quiet loved ones on the other side, you'd better ask your guides for help. But if you have any loud, pushy or super loyal family members in heaven, consider yourself lucky. Sometimes, the squeaky wheel does get the oil first!
Let's say you're in a bad relationship and you want to get out but you don't know how and frankly you're feeling a bit scared about the whole thing. You suspect your boyfriend may have cheated on you, but surely that can't be true. Your dad can help here by putting the thought in your head to spontaneously stop at a restaurant after work with your friend when you happen to see your boyfriend with someone else.
So, if you're missing a loved one, please know that they're here with you and they want to help you. Let them by asking for their help and being open to the guidance your receive.
One father told his daughter to clean her car and get the oil changed. Another dad told his daughter he saw her get three graduate degrees. I thought that was a pretty good validation because how many of us get three graduate degrees? That's impressive and her dad wanted her to know he was proud of her.
I did a reading for a woman who lost her husband when her children were just 12 and 16. All the husband wanted to talk about were the kids. He spoke about their graduations, their weddings, their children. He told me his youngest daughter was having another child this year and that the older one's husband was getting a new job.
So why am I sharing this all with you? Because I think it's important to know that our loved ones are with us, really with us, still sharing our lives with us, helping us and trying to be there for us as best they can.
They can't prevent our life lessons. If we're supposed to go through a financial difficulty to teach us balance and gratitude, they can't prevent that but they can encourage other friends and family to be supportive and help out a bit. If we're supposed to go through a health trauma to teach us how to be strong and courageous, they can't prevent that but they can make sure we're seeing the best doctors and getting the best care. How do they do this? Through thoughts. Thoughts are living bits of energy and once we're on the other side we learn how to manipulate, create and change energy.
So, let's say that you have to have back surgery and you've scheduled this surgery with a so-so doctor. Your dad in heaven knows that Dr. Smith would be a much better doctor for you. So, as you're driving home from work, you suddenly remember that you're out of milk so you pull into the grocery store. In line, you feel compelled to strike up a conversation with the woman behind you. As you get talking, she shares that she's so glad to finally be out and about after her back surgery she just had with the most amazing doctor -- Dr. Smith. See how the dad manipulated that? He can coordinate with your guides and that woman's guides to make sure you too end up at the store at the same time. It's not easy, but they can do it. The stronger their personality is, the easier it is for them to help us. If you have shy, quiet loved ones on the other side, you'd better ask your guides for help. But if you have any loud, pushy or super loyal family members in heaven, consider yourself lucky. Sometimes, the squeaky wheel does get the oil first!
Let's say you're in a bad relationship and you want to get out but you don't know how and frankly you're feeling a bit scared about the whole thing. You suspect your boyfriend may have cheated on you, but surely that can't be true. Your dad can help here by putting the thought in your head to spontaneously stop at a restaurant after work with your friend when you happen to see your boyfriend with someone else.
So, if you're missing a loved one, please know that they're here with you and they want to help you. Let them by asking for their help and being open to the guidance your receive.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Crystal of the Week -- Bloodstone
Physically, Bloodstone is said to be a blood cleanser and immune strengthener. Wearing Bloodstone revitalizes the exhausted person and stimulates good health.
Bloodstone will increase your intuition while protecting you from dark and negative influences. It's a very grounding stone and protecting stone that will work hard to keep negative people and experiences away from your energy. It imparts on the wearer courage and discernment enabling you to make sound decisions as it teaches you how to really listen to your intuition.
It helps you to feel more spiritual in your every day life as it reduces impatience, irritability and anger. Judy Hall recommends placing a Bloodstone in a bowl of water by the bed to aid a restless sleeper. She also suggests taping a piece of Bloodstone over the thymus to strengthen the immune system.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
What Are Black Eyed Kids?
I've been getting a lot of emails asking me if I've heard of Black Eyed Kids, so I thought the time had come for me to address this topic. Yes, I've heard of Black Eyed Kids and may have even encountered one -- more on that later.
Black Eyed Kids are a group of children -- usually between the ages of 10 - 15 -- who dress nondescriptly and seem to have one goal -- to get into your house. The scary thing about them is they have black eyes. Totally black. People from all over the world are reporting stories of children ringing their doorbell (usually at night) and asking to come inside. Some have encountered these children on camping trips, out on the beach or downtown in their city and even in these situation, the kids will ask to go home with them.
They never do anything threatening; they just look a bit spooky and continuously and repeatedly ask to go home with you or to be allowed in your home. What happens if you let them in? Well, no one knows because the only stories that are reported are from the people who DON'T let them in.
There are a lot of theories about who the Black Eyed Kids are. Some think they're demons, others believe they're aliens. Some think they're a version of the Grim Reaper and that when they appear, they are a harbinger of some bad luck that's coming to us -- more of a warning than anything else.
For more information on Black Eyed Kids, click here or read a recent book about the phenomenon by clicking here. I haven't read the book, so I can't speak for it.
I've never encountered a group of children asking to come into my home, but I did have a weird experience last month that I think you all might get a kick out of reading. I made dinner for the family one night and left my husband to handle the bedtime routine with the kids so I could run some errands. My last stop was at TJ Max because I needed a new bath mat. How exciting, right? It was around 8 or 8:30, so the store was rather empty. At our TJ Max, they snake you through a line and an automated voice will call out "cashier number 1" or "cashier number 2." There was a woman standing in front of me and a couple of people were being checked out by the cashiers, but that woman and I were the only people in line.
I suddenly felt something behind me, and when I turned to look, there was a little boy standing there. He looked to be about 4 years old. He had black hair and black eyes. The weird thing is that, as a mom, whenever I see kids alone in a store, I will say to them, "Can I help you find your mom or dad?" But for some reason, I didn't say a word. I just stared at this little boy and he stared at me. I waited a few minutes, expecting his mom to run up and say, "There you are!" But that didn't happen. I kept turning around to look at him and would just stare at me.
I then turned to the woman in front of me and made a questioning face as if to say, "What should we do with this little guy?" The woman frowned and turned her back to me. She was then called to the next cashier and soon after so was I. When I got up to the register, I said to the cashier, "Is there anyway you could make an announcement about that little boy? He's been standing in line by himself for quite some time." The cashier looked at me oddly and said, "What little boy?" I turned around and there was no one there. So I turned to the frowning woman who had been in front of me and called out. "Ma'am, did you see that little boy standing behind me?" She frowned again and said, "Miss, there was no one behind you."
Okay, so that's when I got a little panicky. Since the store was nearly empty by this time, I held up a finger and said to the cashier, "Hold on one second." I then dashed throughout the store trying to find the little boy or at least a parent searching for a child. Nothing. I finally went back to the cashier and asked, "Have you ever thought this store was haunted?" She just gave me that weird look and said, "That'll be $24.72 ma'am." I handed her the money and walked slowly to my car. I sat in that parking lot for about twenty minutes waiting to see if that little boy and his parents would walk out. But no one else walked out except that frowning woman who, for sure, thought I was nuts.
I don't know what I saw in that TJ Max. He had black eyes, but they weren't totally black. I could still see the white of his eyes, so to speak. But the whole thing was strange for me because I never spoke to him. That's so unlike me. And he never spoke to me and never looked scared that he was standing in line alone without an adult watching out for him. It was just weird. So weird. Did I see a Black Eyed Kid? I don't know. But I do think it was paranormal.
Black Eyed Kids are a group of children -- usually between the ages of 10 - 15 -- who dress nondescriptly and seem to have one goal -- to get into your house. The scary thing about them is they have black eyes. Totally black. People from all over the world are reporting stories of children ringing their doorbell (usually at night) and asking to come inside. Some have encountered these children on camping trips, out on the beach or downtown in their city and even in these situation, the kids will ask to go home with them.
They never do anything threatening; they just look a bit spooky and continuously and repeatedly ask to go home with you or to be allowed in your home. What happens if you let them in? Well, no one knows because the only stories that are reported are from the people who DON'T let them in.
There are a lot of theories about who the Black Eyed Kids are. Some think they're demons, others believe they're aliens. Some think they're a version of the Grim Reaper and that when they appear, they are a harbinger of some bad luck that's coming to us -- more of a warning than anything else.
For more information on Black Eyed Kids, click here or read a recent book about the phenomenon by clicking here. I haven't read the book, so I can't speak for it.
I've never encountered a group of children asking to come into my home, but I did have a weird experience last month that I think you all might get a kick out of reading. I made dinner for the family one night and left my husband to handle the bedtime routine with the kids so I could run some errands. My last stop was at TJ Max because I needed a new bath mat. How exciting, right? It was around 8 or 8:30, so the store was rather empty. At our TJ Max, they snake you through a line and an automated voice will call out "cashier number 1" or "cashier number 2." There was a woman standing in front of me and a couple of people were being checked out by the cashiers, but that woman and I were the only people in line.
I suddenly felt something behind me, and when I turned to look, there was a little boy standing there. He looked to be about 4 years old. He had black hair and black eyes. The weird thing is that, as a mom, whenever I see kids alone in a store, I will say to them, "Can I help you find your mom or dad?" But for some reason, I didn't say a word. I just stared at this little boy and he stared at me. I waited a few minutes, expecting his mom to run up and say, "There you are!" But that didn't happen. I kept turning around to look at him and would just stare at me.
I then turned to the woman in front of me and made a questioning face as if to say, "What should we do with this little guy?" The woman frowned and turned her back to me. She was then called to the next cashier and soon after so was I. When I got up to the register, I said to the cashier, "Is there anyway you could make an announcement about that little boy? He's been standing in line by himself for quite some time." The cashier looked at me oddly and said, "What little boy?" I turned around and there was no one there. So I turned to the frowning woman who had been in front of me and called out. "Ma'am, did you see that little boy standing behind me?" She frowned again and said, "Miss, there was no one behind you."
Okay, so that's when I got a little panicky. Since the store was nearly empty by this time, I held up a finger and said to the cashier, "Hold on one second." I then dashed throughout the store trying to find the little boy or at least a parent searching for a child. Nothing. I finally went back to the cashier and asked, "Have you ever thought this store was haunted?" She just gave me that weird look and said, "That'll be $24.72 ma'am." I handed her the money and walked slowly to my car. I sat in that parking lot for about twenty minutes waiting to see if that little boy and his parents would walk out. But no one else walked out except that frowning woman who, for sure, thought I was nuts.
I don't know what I saw in that TJ Max. He had black eyes, but they weren't totally black. I could still see the white of his eyes, so to speak. But the whole thing was strange for me because I never spoke to him. That's so unlike me. And he never spoke to me and never looked scared that he was standing in line alone without an adult watching out for him. It was just weird. So weird. Did I see a Black Eyed Kid? I don't know. But I do think it was paranormal.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Can You Feel the Strange Energy?
Do you all feel something shifting around you? Do you feel more tense, stressed out? Are you feeling more anxieties about the future and are bizarre things happening to you and your loved ones like strange illnesses popping up out of the blue, spouses walking out on each other, jobs suddenly becoming hectic? I know I sound like the intro to an anti-depressent commercial, but I just have to check in with you all to see if it's just me.
Now, as an intuitive medium, most of my clients are going through a tragedy anyway -- that's why they're coming to see me. They've either lost a loved one, lost a job, lost good health or a relationship. Either way, they're experiencing a loss of some kind. Yes, some people come to me just out of curiosity or for a "check in," but for the most part my clients are going through a "dark night of the soul."
So, I'm used to seeing the chaotic, anxiety-ridden energy I described above. What I'm NOT used to seeing is it manifesting in people I know, and it's so amped up on the news. Several people I know are currently dealing with divorce, financial loss or a health issue. And when I turn on the news, I see flight attendants, airline Captains and our own amazing military men and women going over the edge. School shootings, racial attacks -- they all seem to be on the rise. What is going on?
I've never been so busy with client referrals; I honestly don't know how to keep atop of it. Many of my new clients are atheists or agnostics or devout in their chosen faith. All are saying the same thing -- I never thought I'd get a reading, but I really need some help with this issue. And when people hear that I have 3 - 4 week wait, some get upset; and I understand. People are feeling this strange, chaotic energy and they want answers. NOW.
I don't know that I have any general, global answers. What I do have is a request. Could you all please take some time each day to send healing, loving white light to the planet? Start with you and your loved ones. Picture all of you encased in this glowing white light. Now imagine your home and see it surrounded in white light. Then see that light extending to cover your whole city and then your state and then your country. And then imagine that you're on top of a star and you can see the whole earth below you and picture all of earth surrounded by this healing white light.
Maybe if more of us do this, some of this chaotic energy will begin to slow down. In the meantime, I am praying for all of us and hoping we all find time this week to breath, relax and slow down.
Now, as an intuitive medium, most of my clients are going through a tragedy anyway -- that's why they're coming to see me. They've either lost a loved one, lost a job, lost good health or a relationship. Either way, they're experiencing a loss of some kind. Yes, some people come to me just out of curiosity or for a "check in," but for the most part my clients are going through a "dark night of the soul."
So, I'm used to seeing the chaotic, anxiety-ridden energy I described above. What I'm NOT used to seeing is it manifesting in people I know, and it's so amped up on the news. Several people I know are currently dealing with divorce, financial loss or a health issue. And when I turn on the news, I see flight attendants, airline Captains and our own amazing military men and women going over the edge. School shootings, racial attacks -- they all seem to be on the rise. What is going on?
I've never been so busy with client referrals; I honestly don't know how to keep atop of it. Many of my new clients are atheists or agnostics or devout in their chosen faith. All are saying the same thing -- I never thought I'd get a reading, but I really need some help with this issue. And when people hear that I have 3 - 4 week wait, some get upset; and I understand. People are feeling this strange, chaotic energy and they want answers. NOW.
I don't know that I have any general, global answers. What I do have is a request. Could you all please take some time each day to send healing, loving white light to the planet? Start with you and your loved ones. Picture all of you encased in this glowing white light. Now imagine your home and see it surrounded in white light. Then see that light extending to cover your whole city and then your state and then your country. And then imagine that you're on top of a star and you can see the whole earth below you and picture all of earth surrounded by this healing white light.
Maybe if more of us do this, some of this chaotic energy will begin to slow down. In the meantime, I am praying for all of us and hoping we all find time this week to breath, relax and slow down.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Crystal of the Week: Pearl
While not exactly a crystal, Pearls are still naturally made and have many metaphysical qualities that can be very beneficial to the wearer. Pearls have long been the traditional symbol of innocence and all that good and right and pure. After all, the gates to heaven are said to be made of pearls. Legend says that pearls are the angels’ tears dropped down from heaven when they cry over our sinful ways. Pearls have such a strong connotation with youthful innocence, that as late as the 18th century, pearls were ground up and given as medicine to prevent the aging process.
Because pearls are entirely sea-made, they help to connect us with the water, with life and with our emotions. Pearls are known to absorb the energy of the person who wears them. They will absorb this energy and send it back to you. So avoid wearing pearls if you are feeling down or pessimistic about something. Beware, too, of inherited pearls. If Grandma was always apt to see the glass as half empty, you might not want to wear her pearls or else you’ll soon be seeing the negative side of life yourself.
Pearls are formed when a foreign substance slips into the oyster causing an irritation to form. Because of this, pearls are said to help us confront the reason behind situations that are irritating us. If a person in your life is bugging you, try rubbing a pearl necklace as though they were worry beads and ask, “What lesson is this person here to teach me?”
Pearls help us to fulfill our role as caretaker or nurturer with ease and understanding. It helps bring out the maternal instinct in women and can help men to feel more nurturing. When worn for long periods of time, pearls help to regulate our emotions.
Long believed to cure skin ailments, even today in China, they sell powdered pearls to heal acne and Rosacea. Some even believe it can help aid fertility issues.
When given as a gift, pearls symbolize faith, fidelity and true love. Known as the stone of sincerity, pearls are said to increase one’s integrity.
When combined with diamonds, pearls help to amplify situations in our life helping us to deal with them head on. If you constantly wear a diamond and pearl ring, for example, you may find it especially difficult to ignore your passive aggressive boss or you may find that you have to set boundaries with your mother-in-law. In short, diamonds and pearls do not allow us to pull a Scarlet O’Hara. Issues that need to be dealt with can not be put off for tomorrow. When combined with emeralds, they help to magnify negative situations in our life so we can release them. So, for example, if you’ve been continually overlooked for a promotion, wearing emeralds and pearls will give you the strength and courage to move on and look for a new job where your hard work will be validated and appreciated.
Mother of Pearl is a great choice for mothers. New moms should place a mother of pearl shell on their desk to ease the transition back into the workplace. It also helps to bring the cleansing, calming effects of the sea. Meditate with Mother of Pearl when you need to feel relaxed and stress free.
Black Pearls help to regulate the emotions of menopausal women. A very protective piece of jewelry – when worn, it will help to absorb sadness and grief.
If you feel a connection to the sea and a longing to get in touch with what is right and true about your life’s journey, try wearing pearls and see what they reveal to you about yourself and your purpose.
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