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Finding Peace … With Healing Touch

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In this chair … In this room … Clients find peace.

We live busy, crazy lives.  Filled with lists of things to get done, expectations to be met, people who need our time and attention.  We are pulled in many directions, all at the same time.  The world is becoming a scarier place to live … and within it all, people are stepping up in kindness.  Being a light for others.  Being a voice.  Being a hand.  Being a heart of love.

In the stress of life, it’s important to be able to step back and ground ourselves in ways that give us relief.   Rest our bodies.  Quiet our minds.  Be it play, socializing, being alone, doing art, meditating, being in nature, getting enough sleep, exercising, eating a healthy meal, saying ‘no’. (Easier said, than done!)

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My clients come to step back from life, let go of the busy-ness, the expectations … to allow peace to blanket them and stress to melt away.  They come from all backgrounds … moms, business owners, bankers, teachers, retirees, those who have had cancer, lost loved ones through accidents, suicides, miscarriage, who have gone/going through divorce, job changes … each one has a name.  Each one has their story.  It is an honor for me to be in their lives.

Our sessions are short in the big scheme of Life.  But in those moments … something amazing happens.  There are no words to explain … peace and gentle healing wafts in softly and carries them through the days ahead.  I feel it.  They feel it.  It is one of my great joys in being an Energy Worker.  Once peace is felt and experienced, they know they can find it again … in many ways.  I simply open the door for them to receive, Spirit/God does the rest!

 

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My Encouragement to You:  Take time for yourself and leave guilt at the curb.  Try new experiences.  Always remember to breathe.  Be kind to yourself.  Be kind to others.  Pause in the morning, during the day, before you go to bed … and feel all the things you’re grateful for … and say ‘Thank you!’  There is peace in gratitude … it will change your life.

Thanks for joining me on the journey!  I am grateful!

Wishing you peace.

Namaste

Debbie

 

Choosing Our Path …

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Lake Superior Driftwood Inspiration … Which Path to Take?

DEB Art – Dream. Embrace. Believe.

Many of us have a special place that is healing for us.  Renews us.  Welcomes us.  Accepts us just as we are.  The shores of Lake Superior is ‘that place’, for me.  This piece of driftwood called to me, as I was reflecting on life.  I picked it up and brought it home.

The driftwood looks like a road to me – Life clear sailing – straight ahead … until there comes a Y.  Now I have to choose.  Life is full of choices.  Some choices are black and white, clear as day.  Others are fuzzy, spider-leggy – going out in every direction.  Living life – we choose.  The thing of it is … any choice … it’ll be ok.  Mistake?  Lesson learned.  Make a new choice.  Thank goodness for options, hm?  Not choosing, is also a choice, which took a while for me to understand … I get it now.

Author, Mike Dooley, has a great analogy.  He talks about a GPS System we put our outcome on life into – our destination choice.

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(My friend, Cindy, referred to GPS as God-Powered-System – love it!).  Once it’s entered, we trust the GPS to get us ‘there’.  Sometimes, there are detours, unexpected stops, open-flying freeways – you get the idea.  We simply trust, the GPS will ultimately get us there … despite worries, despite unforeseen happenings, despite overthinking something to the Nth Degree … we get there.  Wisdom teaches us … worry doesn’t help … nor does overthinking.  That GPS – God-Powered System – has our back.

I loved how the driftwood Y’d out … and came back to center.  I put a clear crystal in copper (connection) with a feather = Spirit/God.  The beads and shells are choices and experiences along the way.  One took a little bit longer, meandering and experiencing life, but all came from the center.

My encouragement to you: Trust.  Make choices as best you can.  There will be mistakes.  There will be lessons learned.  You will become more wise with each lesson you experience.  Life isn’t always a open-flying freeway – enjoy it when it is.  Breathe through the detours.  Trust (again).  Take time-out to enjoy a place that fills you up and restores you.  Don’t forget to ask for help when you need it … and be grateful for the blessings that unfold.

How’s your journey going?

Thank you for joining me on mine!

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Summer Solstice Joy Within a Women’s Circle

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I am fortunate to host 3 Women’s Circles throughout the month.  We gather to share friendships, wisdom, vulnerability, stories, healing energy, faith and Love.  We are incredible, strong, nurturing women, weaving our stories together … and realizing Spirit/God … the Thread of Life … makes us One.

Summer Solstice happened to land on this particular Friday Morning Circle!  I love the healing energy meditation with drumming can be, and and so I invited everyone to bring their drums and we would use them to welcome in Summer Solstice.  (I had gifted my drum to a dear friend a while back, and while I’m waiting for ‘just the right one to cross my path’, Soul-Sister, Cynthia, shares one of hers with me.)  This particular Circle, happens to be women who do a variety Energy Healing modalities.  We spend focused time in meditation along with healing work for each other, in addition to friends who have requested healing energy … and our planet … environment … political world … it’s an incredible group of women!

Summer Solstice welcomes in a new season.   One of patience.  We’ve thawed, gotten rid of old stuff and planted seeds.  Seeds of hope, strength, kindness, wisdom, self-love.  It takes patience for seeds to grow.  They/we need to be nurtured with love, sun, water, moon-light (sleep) … and the gift of time.  Through the summer we WILL grow.  Life will provide all kinds of adventures and lessons.  We will grow more into who we are.  It’s easier to play when daylight stretches and warmth encourages us to be outside and enjoy nature … We get stronger.  We feel stronger.  We breathe deeper.  We see Life around us.  We, ourselves are a part of Life in this summer season.  Body. Mind. Spirit.  Let’s enjoy this ebb and flow of summer … with patience and growth.

And so …

We drummed.   

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Welcoming Summer Solstice. 

We felt the heart beat and the faithfulness of this beautiful summer season … wrapped in our Circle of Love.

Pure joy!

Thank you for joining me on the journey.  Please like and share!

Blessings and Love,

Namaste

Debbie

Letting Go of the Old … To Welcome the New

 

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Getting rid of stuff …

It’s ‘letting go of the old‘ time.  Getting rid of stuff … old business files … why have I been hauling and storing bins of them?  Getting rid of clothes … that might fit ‘someday’ … the fridge looks sparkly clean and pretty empty, which makes me smile.  Once a month, the Epilepsy Foundation does a pick-up and I try to have at least one bag to donate.  It’s been a reflective process, a relief … a lightness that feels so good.

In the past 7 years, I’ve had 4 fambly (our nick-name for family) members die.  It is not an easy job to get things sorted and cleaned out.   In our situation, there were very few precious items sought out by fambly and a whole lot to be sorted, donated, recycled and hauled to the landfill.  It’s a generational ‘Passing On’ of treasures that is taking a huge left turn – the kid’s don’t have room for parent’s stuff, (they have plenty of their own) nor are tastes in styles or art embraced with open arms to have and hold forever and ever …

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(Yes, there ARE exceptions – because some things are precious … emotionally or monetarily).

Turning into my last quarter in life, I had a campfire going for a couple of evenings this past week.  Sorting, reflecting, giving thanks and letting papers go up into flames.

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I put a bit of cedar (cleansing and purification) and spruce (healing and purification properties) at the closing of the fire.  Memories that need to be stored, will be in my heart.

Then … with the Full Moon tonight and Summer Solstice on Friday (alot of emotional energy for me – I bought my house on a Summer Solstice!), I smudged and blessed my Little Cottage House.

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I open some windows to allow negative energies to leave with ease and starting outside, at the front door, I ask God, Angels and all Beings of Light and Love (Those who have crossed over), to surround and protect the land my home is on.  I also thank Mother Earth for creating a strong foundation for my Little Cottage House.

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Inside the front door,  I ask for love, harmony, health, peace and prosperity for all who cross the threshold of my home.  Then, one by one … room by room, in a clockwise direction, I say a prayer, a blessing … ending up in my backyard.

I like using sage for smudging.  I believe sage is purifying. The most-used types of sage have antimicrobial properties and helps release negative energy.  I often add cedar … I love the smell and like it for its cleansing and purifying properties.

 

If you don’t like to smudge, but like the idea of a House Blessing … Light a candle, set your intention, use blessed water in a bowl and sprinkle it in each room with a cedar bough or pine branch or … whatever you have nearby … saying a prayer/blessing.  Find favorite bible verses or poems that resonate with your heart.

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Or … use a bell or singing bowl.  Ring in each corner, with a blessing/prayer in the center of the room or inside the doorway.  The vibration will release negative energy and the room will feel lighter.

Letting go of unnecessary documents, papers, clothes and all kinds of stuff … releases the past and makes room for fresh and new ideas, surprises and gifts from God/Spirit and the Universe.  We aren’t clinging to things and putting our energy into hanging on to it all … Our arms are wide open to receive …

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And welcome the new …

I am so excited!

Thanks for joining me on the journey!   Like and Share with those you love.

Blessings and Love,

Namaste

Debbie

 

 

4 Day Fambly Whirlwind of Love

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A Whirlwind of Love!

Tonight, I’m writing memories of our Fambly’s 4 Day Whirlwind of Love.  96 Amazing Hours.  It’s May 8th.  Night time … and snowing.  (I.am.not.kidding.)

Pictures are worth a 1000 words, and my Sweet Niece, Sarah, ONE of my Sweet Nieces, gave me permission to share pictures of her kiddo’s.  I had told her, taking time to blog tonight, gets me out of oven cleaning … and she supports me avoiding that for as long as I can – Thanks, Sarah!!

Last Friday, May 3rd, many of us came to support Camp Confidence’s 50th Anniversary.  50 years ago, our Dad, Dick Endres, the founder of Camp Confidence, wrote his Master’s Thesis on creating a year ’round camp for handicapped people and their families – with no government funding. (He was given a C+.  It was well written, but not realistic nor feasible, according to his professor.)  Dad pulled in people from the Brainerd, Minnesota community, who believed in this crazy dream of his. Together, they shared a variety of gifts and talents and a non-profit was formed.  The birthing of Camp Confidence had begun …  It was an amazing celebration!  The Nathan Toumi Family/Gull Lake Glass, hosted the whole evening – including the fabulous food, for Camp and the Community.  Black Bear Lodge did all the cooking and Doug Allen Nash as Johnny Cash and his band, donated their time playing great tunes to close out the evening.  A time capsule was buried with fun memorabilia (including Dad’s historic polyester Camp Blazer), to be opened in another 50 years … so the little kiddo’s you see in the pictures … THEY will be the ones to show up for that celebration!  (My Sweet Niece, Ana will be 79 years old!)

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My brother, Patrick, wearing Dad’s blazer one more time.  The round button is recognizing John Mariucci, famous hockey player, responsible for the beautiful Mariucci Lodge out at Camp.

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Here’s some of Fambly at Camp.  My Sweet Niece Sarah, husband, Ryan and their 5 kiddos.  My Sister-in-law, Darlene, Sweet Niece Ana and me, next to my sister, Kyung and William.  Patrick on the floor with the kiddos.

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Darlene, me, Ana & Patrick … our last pose with Dad’s/Grandpa’s Historic Blazer

After that celebration and the kiddo’s getting to sleep at Auntie Kyung’s house – one big kid stayed home with them and the rest of us went out to play.  Kyung, just days home from a 2 month work gig in Africa, beat us in darts! (Patrick did, too – her picture is cuter!)

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Winner!  2 Bullseye’s in a row!!

Much of weekend was spent getting things ready for our brother Rick’s funeral on Monday.  I asked Ana and Darlene to help make little newspaper pots.  The next day, we had the kiddo’s put marigolds in them for the table centerpieces at Rick’s Memorial Potluck out at Camp.  What great helpers they were!

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We had some extra’s so … we planted them in a couple of planters on the patio.

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What a good job!

They had limited screen time … all at the same time … I got a kick out of how they all piled on the sofa together …

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While Patrick had the pork slowly roasting in the oven, I got the the cowboy beans done. (Rick’s favorite).  Kyung came over to help put Rick’s picture board together.  Wow, what memories they triggered.  Our folks were so young and Mom was stunning back when WE were the kiddo’s.  Sweet. Precious.  Memories.

One of the days, the kiddo’s played at the neighborhood playground, and when we all got back together, it was time for a campfire!  AND Cinco de Mayo was in the mix … so Sarah and Ana put together guacamole and a pear salad … and she and Micah mixed Margarita’s with Ana’s freshly sliced limes.  One thing we do well as Fambly – FOOD!

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Sarah knows how to whip things together!!

Some kids played in – some played out.

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Playing with Barbie’s in a sun beam …

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Rocking out that s’more!  Pappa knows how to cook ’em real good!

After food and eats … Darlene in the kitchen helping and doing dishes, too.  (We did decide we would splurge and use paper plates for these 4 days), it was bedtime for the kiddo’s.  All snuggled in together in my little cottage house!  The big kids hung out with the camp fire, brother Mike joined in … I think Patrick and I were pulling pork at midnight – it was going to be great for the potluck feast celebrating Rick!!

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A pretty night …

The next morning … Monday … Rick’s Celebration of Life.  I’d been ok, keeping everything together, with my emotions.  Having Fambly is the best.  We had a list, we checked it twice, and again … and again!!  Everyone chipped in to do what needed to be done.  The kiddo’s were amazing – Sarah is an incredible Mom.  She had help with them, too … besides loading up the van to head home after the Celebration was over.  Ana was my anchor, keeping things smooth and steady.  Micah and Patrick were ever watchful, taking care of whatever … was in need of being taken care of!  Darlene was packing and making sure things were collected and ready to go.  Kyung was meeting us early out at Camp to help set up everything before the funeral. (Camp Staff was incredible in getting everything to run smoothly – from the tent set-up to picnic tables, banquet tables, sound system … wow!)

So many wonderful people came to Rick’s funeral.  When I saw my Uncle Jim … the tears came and the hug was long … Rick had Uncle Jack and cousin’s drive up from hours away … old friends showed up and stories were shared.  Laughter.  Tears.  His Son-in-law, Sean, made a beautiful wooden box … exquisite … for his ashes.  Nicky/Collette, his daughter, had everything at church put together … including a slide show … and Amazing Grace was played with harmonica’s.  Rick was a great harmonica player!  The Pastor at Heritage Church, did a great job in bringing Rick’s life, his stories, and faith all together.  We were grateful.  The day out at Camp for the Potluck was sunny!!!  The food was yummy, and as the Endres Fambly goes …. always more than enough!!  The kiddo’s had plenty of space to play and run and everyone was happy to connect and visit.  His granddaughter, Calista, put together a great song list of Rick’s favorites.  “Piano Man” was one that brings tears …

So …. the 4 Day Fambly Whirlwind of Love ended … Yet the Love continues on for us.  How fortunate we are.

Rick’s life … touched many lives.

And these 4 days reminded us to live.  Every.single.day.

A couple of “Rickism’s”

“Keep that smile on your face ….”

“I’ll see you on the flip side!”

With a Grateful Heart …

Debbie

Thanks for sharing this journey with me!

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My Brother Died … He’s saying ‘Hello’! Thanks to Johnny Cash

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Me, in the middle of two of my 5 brothers. 

Patrick is on the left … Rick is on the right (He died last week).

Right now, things are still pretty emotional.  My brother, Rick has died.  There are so many layers to this … I’m not getting into it all right now.  And it’s ok.  Ask me questions, if you like … death is a topic we usually don’t ‘go there’ on … until it is blanketing us with reality and truth.  I’d appreciate your thoughts  …  how do you ‘do’ death?

Death is the circle of Life as we know it … here.  On earth.

There’s a whole n’other realm of Life, that we have yet to experience … when we cross over and die.  If you’ve been following my blog, you’re familiar with my first experience of ‘quiet knowing’, when my sister, Anna died.  And then my Mom and Dad … I haven’t even gotten into sharing about Tim, my second brother, who passed 2 years ago.  Because, emotionally, it’s hard to bring things back up to the surface … even when there’s peace.  Those emotions are still felt.  It’s because of Love.  It’s because we.are.connected.  Here – on earth AND on the ‘Other Side’. (Whatever you want to call it).

Last weekend, the weekend after Rick died, Fambly from the Minneapolis/St. Paul metro area, circled together for a ‘Debbie Sleepover’ in my little cottage house, up north.  We’re mighty good at this circling together thing, for which I am so grateful for.  We decided we were going to celebrate Rick = Celebrate LIFE.  In part of our conversations, I brought up the question of how Rick was going to connect with us … what was his sign going to be? I think some of my Fambly think I’m a bit goofy with this sign stuff, but I really believe in what Anna, the folks and Tim have given in their ways to say ‘Hello’.

So … we’re out listening to the band, Montana Moon at Dennis Drummond Wine Company and they play a Johnny Cash song, Folsum Prison Blues.  My brother, Patrick and I look at each other, smile, and say, ‘RICK’!!!  He played drums and harmonica’s with his band, The Gull Dam Jammers, back in the day.  After a bit, we left to spend time at Roundhouse Brewery.  It’s a favorite stop for my metro Fambly.  A band was playing way beyond their time … the last song they played … Flosum Prison Blues!!  We all cheered, ‘RICK’!!!  (The same song, within 45 minutes, from 2 entirely different bands, in 2 different venues!)  A few days later, my son and his family are moving back to the area.  Without knowing the story … My grandson is wearing a Tee-Shirt … A Johnny Cash Tee-Shirt …. (I can’t help it, I’m smiling!) …

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… and my Sister-in-law, text me today … when she walked into work … they were playing Johnny Cash …

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So … Thanks, Rick … we hear you loud and clear …

And Johnny Cash … THANK YOU!!  What a way you’ve brought us together … and made our Fambly smile!

 

My Very 1st Dream Come True … I was 4 years old! Then Dream #3 …

 

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When I was 4 and a Princess!

I’m sharing about Dreaming BIG.  Acknowledging fear, having faith and trust in  Spirit/God/Universe.  The immensity of it, is lost on me.  Toss in a bit of synchronicity, intuition and prayer … Wow, dreams do come true.

Let me take you back to when I was 4 years old.

My Daddy-o had come up to say goodnight to his Princess (me!).  He was about to make a dream come true, but I didn’t know it, yet, and he didn’t either.

My Daddy-o told me, he had a new job in a new town and we, our little Fambly, with Mom, Ricky and Timmy, were going to move.  I started to cry – I didn’t want to move!  I loved the attic bedroom he and Mom had painted with life-sized Goofy, Donald Duck, Micky & Minnie Mouse dancing on the walls.  My Grandma Marie lived close by and she would drive me in her fancy black car with red interior and magic windows to get my very own A&W Root Beer, in just my size mug.  Daddy-o was trying to reassure me as my tears and sobbing were rather dramatic.  Poor guy! Being 4 and his Princess, I gulped and caught my breath.  I stopped crying, and said, rather firmly – I would go if he found me a purple house … reassuring myself, we would stay happily at home surrounded by my Disney friends …

 

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… well … he found it!

It was a purple/violet stucco house with a round charming window.  I.am.not.kidding!  Prayer answered for him … and an affirmation he really was on the right path in moving his little Fambly up north to Brainerd, Minnesota.  He came home, picked me up and twirled me.  He let me know, yes, indeed we were moving – to a purple little house!

It was my very first dream come true!  It set me up for believing at a very early age.

I shared Dream #1 and #2 in my past blog.

Now we’re onto Dream #3 …

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My little cottage house filled with light and love.

It was hard living in my apartment after the folks died.  Their house was right across the yard.  It was convenient while we were adjusting to the change of them being gone and getting it ready to sell after they had passed.  When all was said and done – I was ready for change.  I missed a yard.  I missed campfires, I missed having a house.  I wrote in my journal about it.  I drew a picture of what I dreamed in a perfect little house for me.  It was a pencil drawing and included:

  1. Facing East-West – Still love the morning sun and the evening sunsets.
  2. Short, flat driveway.
  3. Rambler – With only 1 step up.
  4. No basement.
  5. Clothes line.
  6. Back yard campfire space.
  7. Trees & flowers.
  8. Clean gutters from a 6′ step ladder.
  9. Clean windows without a ladder!
  10. 2 bedrooms, so I could do my massage business out of my home – no more renting offices.
  11. A garage.
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With dreams, I listen to the nudges of Spirit/God and I have to do the work.  I was going to see a loan officer about a house.  I took a breath and allowed for vulnerability to ride with me – not easy – breathe – but real.   Seeing what I was paying in rent for apartment and office, I was given the ok to look for a place – With the expectation it would take a while … Hmmmm!

Well … With my Realtor, Liz Timothy at my side, and brother, Rick, who used to do house inspections and another brother, Jake and friend, Leslie – in tow – I wasn’t doing this alone – We set out looking, and looking …

Until …

We found it!  I hoped we had – breathe!  It was the little house I had drawn – the only exception was – the garage was attached – sweet bonus!  After confirming with the Credit Union – Affinity Plus, and prayers AND talking to my Angels, I went in with an offer for them (and I also asked for the wheelbarrow and the clothespin bag.)

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I was anxious.  Hopeful.  Tried not to get excited.  Waiting is awful, isn’t it?   I asked Spirit/God and my Angels to please give me a sign to let me know how this deal was going.

Then, I ran an errand.

Driving past the Post Office, I saw a license plate with the name ‘Hazel on it.  For real.  It was Hazel’s house I wanted to buy!  I continued to my office to see a client. While I was waiting, I opened a magazine skimmed to the middle of page, middle paragraph and the line said, ‘my Grandma Hazel …’!  My heart was smiling  – so was I.  I called Liz and asked if Hazel was still here, alive, or had she passed?  She had crossed over a couple of months earlier.  Hazel was letting me know – she was supporting me in getting her house!  A few days later, her family accepted my offer and agreed to my requests.

I picked Summer Solstice as my closing date … The moonlight was on my pillow that night!

My little cottage house is a beckon of light and love.  It is a blessing to me and everyone who crosses the threshold.

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My encouragement to you: Dream.  Imagine.  Ask Spirit/God/Universe to support you for your highest good.  Listen to the Whispers of Spirit.  Do the work.  Gather information. Journal.  Meditate. Draw pictures. Create collages.  Trust.  Breathe.  Be grateful for the people around you who support you.  Don’t worry about the ones who don’t.  Ask for help when you need it.  Take a break.  Breathe some more.  Know you are being guided and you are loved.  You are not alone.  Spirit/God is near.  Always.

Thanks for sharing this journey with me!  If you have enjoyed this post, please ‘Like’ it and share with others. I am an Energy Worker and Intuitive Listener and Guide – no matter how near or far you are – I’m sending you light and peace!

Namaste