I recently had a private session with a female client who had a past life memory of being washed ashore after a shipwreck. She was a male in this past life, and he was terrified to get ashore because someone was waiting on the beach to eat him. I was going to focus on releasing her issues with cannibalism but then her past lifetimes of being ingested as an animal were revealed. Her energy was still attached to the flesh and when she was ingested, she was broken up into pieces and allotted to each person who ate her. It left her feeling discombobulated and lost. This happens all over the world daily in the plant and animal kingdom; and even with man on an energetic level. These are the EFT taps that I led her through. You are welcome to do them too: (Say each statement three times while tapping on your head, and say it a fourth time while tapping on your chest.) I release the trauma of being cut up and quartered, in all lifetimes. (Sometimes the soul is still connected to the body after death and witnesses the terror.) I release the trauma of being ingested, in […]
I was compelled to bring this little potted fir-tree home with me recently. Once is awhile a plant in a store that is dying of thirst, light deficient, or craving freedom will ask for me to rescue it. I do what I can. But this little tree was healthy and content. It was part of a huge Christmas display at the local grocery store. It was in an entrance way that was swept up in the holiday spirit. I was also compelled to buy lights and special decorations for this little tree. I already had a big tree so it was funny, the strong pull to decorate this little tree. When I got the lights home, I started to realize that this tree was excited to be decorated. It wanted to have the Christmas tree experience. I put some lights on it and a couple of decorations, but it wanted more on it It wanted the whole experience. I had little bows that I could put on it but thought the cats would just pull them off and destroy its branches. The tree assured me they would not. He was right!. My little rascals did not touch one bow or […]
The people in your world rely on the love that you exude whether you and they realize it or not. When you fail to love, you become a weak link in a web of connectedness to all of life around you. Feeling that it doesn’t matter is an outmoded and selfish point of view. It is reflected in the depravity of this world. We are all responsible to do our best, to share our gifts and to plug into the Universal love that sustains us all. It matters very little how many people are in our lives, the magnitude to which our love extends would boggle our minds, if we were even able to wrap our minds around it. Just Love and know that it maters; not in a small linear way but as a means of sustaining whole galaxies.
On the radio they were talking about a Halloween event where there were real ghosts on the property. It was the “draw”. Being one who is privy to the pain of other beings, and having the conscious memory of being a ghost myself, I was horrified. From my vantage point; he could have talked about any other group that was being exploited. He could have said, “come get pampered by real slaves”. There is such a disconnect from this issue and all the ramifications of it. A person who has not crossed over is trapped in a pain that is too horrific to imagine. Even if it is only an aspect of that person’s energy (which is sometimes the case); being a ghost is a living nightmare. Sometimes our own fears of being buried alive, being trapped in a coffin, being invisible and unheard, being paralyzed, reliving an unimaginable state of anguish, is our own memory of not crossing over. It is all fun and games until it becomes too real and one recognizes that the ghost is a regular person crying out for relief. If you sense a ghost, visualize yourself talking to them as the person they once were. […]
Just because they don’t scream or laugh in a way that our physical ears can hear doesn’t mean that plants don’t have consciousness. It is man in his arrogance that validates all other beings by his limited perception of them. There is a symbiotic relationship between beta fish and bamboo. My bamboo was dying. It was a gift from someone who wanted to get rid of it. It was accepted halfheartedly. It was a few bamboo stalks tied together in a crisscross pattern. It just existed in this pattern for many months. One day I gave it some attention and snapped off all the wires that were holding it in place. I imagined each stalk as a person that was being unshackled from another person. It made the process of freeing them more poignant. I cleaned out it’s rotted roots and I placed it in a bowl of water and felt the freedom and relief in the group of them. But still they continued to wilt. I got the nudge to add a beta fish to their bowl. I bought a bright red beta who seemed very pleased with his new home. In my research of beta, it said that […]