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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

 

Dreaming BIG … Trusting Spirit

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Trusting Spirit!

I’ve shared with friends … I don’t feel brave.  I’ve struggled with ‘What will people think of me?’  Fear is a mighty force in life.  I’ve found Faith and Trust overcome that mighty force – and when it all comes down to it, it’s between me and God, anyway – and I’m good with that.  When I dream … when I answer the nudges of Spirit/God and let go of fear – amazing things happen.  I bet they have for you, too.

3 of My Dreams and How They Came to BE …

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After working for years providing massage therapy at a Chiropractor’s office, I began to have that feeling again – I call them ‘quiet knowings’ – my intuition, in my stomach.  The feeling was doing MORE with Energy Work – of all kinds.  Reiki, Essential Oils, T’ai Chi, Chinese Medicine and Acupuncture, Massage, Readings, Counseling. I wanted to have classes, and gather people together with the realization they are not alone in their seeking.  My dream was bringing talented, gifted people together and provide our community with amazing alternative, complimentary options for health and wellness.

So, to have a dream come true – you have to let go of fear.  (Gulp – so many reasons why this wouldn’t work – single mom, single income, who would even want to be a part of this crazy idea, in a pretty conservative area). You have to do the work, with dreams … knock on doors, pen to paper, gather information and see if it really is a path Spirit/God is leading you on.  I did lots of work with the Small Business Development Center at Central Lakes College.  Julie Anderholm had told me, the work would let me know if the numbers added up to any kind of success as a business.

It did.

Yikes!  Fear … breathe … trust … BREATHE.

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A bank supported me and now it was finding a location within the right business district.  For weeks, I drove up and down Kingwood Street, feeling like it just had to be on this street – somewhere.  (I finally quit driving up and down the street, thinking someone may report a stalking vehicle).

One day, client came in for a massage, and looking up at me, with a twinkle in her eye,  she asked me if I knew what house was for sale?! – No – was my answer.  She said there was a house next door to her – on Kingwood Street – and it was just listed that day!  I went to see it the minute our session was finished.

Me, not good at negotiating – that evening – offered a bit more than the listing price and without anyone else coming with me – went through the house.  I felt its energy and I loved it.

Naive?  No kidding!!  Learn from me, ok?!  It never hurts to have a second pair of eyes and a brain for thinking things through …

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The next day the Realtor called and said there was another party coming to look at the house – 3 Doctors – to make it a clinic.  Plan on a bidding war – he said.  I was confused, as I had thought my offer was accepted.  I told him I was out.  I didn’t want that kind of energy in the mix of my dream.  He called me back in a day or so and said the Doctors thought it would be too much work to make it happen.  Hmmm.  Interesting comparison. Me, single Mom, single income, being me.  3 Doctors – money – resources – too much work!  Well, you know this by now … I bought the Kingwood House – ghosts and all – but that’s another story for another time!  (A good one, too.)

On a side note – Dr. Starzinski was one of the doctors looking at the house.  Soon after, he joined us with his practice.  How wonderful it was!

A Dream Come True!  Front page news … Here’s a bit of it …

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Dream.  Work it.  Trust Spirit/God to open doors if it is to be …  Many lives were touched  when crossing the threshold of this amazing house.

Then the financial crash of 2008 happened.  I did all I could to keep the doors open.  No one had discretionary income.  Self-care was put at the bottom of the list – basic needs were at the top.  The stress and angst of letting go, impacting my colleagues and our clients, was devastating. The house was sold in a short-sale in 2011, with my Realtor, Liz Timothy. 

Something else was happening in the mix of all of this … I had a ‘quiet knowing’ … something else was up … Spirit/God was giving me a ‘heads-up’ …. I just didn’t know what ….

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Dream 2 ….

After the selling of the Kingwood house, I needed a place to live.  I was very clear in asking Spirit/God/Universe to provide me exactly what I wanted – and if they wanted to embellish it at all, for a greater good – I was ok with that, too!

My Dream … My Exact Wish ….

  1. A One bedroom apartment, just for me.  No up-keep.  If the faucets leaked, call the landlord, if anything leaked, call the landlord.  I was tired.
  2. I wanted it to face east-west, for morning sun and evening sunsets.
  3. I needed laundry close-by, because of all the massage sheets I washed.
  4. A garage.
  5.  And this much for rent $ _____!  Yikes!

I called an old classmate who did rentals and yes, he had a few open in the next month.  We set up a time to look … (I hadn’t shared my list yet).  Oh my, none of them worked for me.

… Breathe ….

We were out in the parking lot, ready to go, and he asked me what I really wanted … so … I told him!  Exactly!

He shook his head at me and grinned.  (Well, he ASKED!!)

He said I wasn’t going to believe it … (Try me) …

A one bedroom, east-west, laundry room out the door to the left, with a garage, was going to open at the end of the week.  Yes, for $____! (Who’s smiling now!!)

AND he let me paint it the colors I wanted, so my book club gals came over and we had a painting party!  (Bonus Blessing:  I found an office only a mile down the road.)

I gave a shout-out to friends and Fambly to help me move.  When the doorbell rang early moving day, there stood my brother, Patrick and wife, Darlene up from the cities to help … they said to look outside!  There, on both sides of the street were friends with trucks, cars, trailers, even an ambulance to haul stuff to my new office and apartment. (We did it all in one trip!!)  Some friends had met at apartment with food to feed the gang.  I was teary and grateful all.day.long.

That’s not the end of the story.

That ‘quiet knowing’ … something was up … when I had to sell the Kingwood House …

I got my answer. 

My folks lived across the yard from my apartment.  Mom helped me clean.  She made cottage curtains for the living room.  I’d go over for coffee and they would mention how late I was up the night before (my bedroom window faced theirs!)

And they both would be gone a year later.

I needed the ease and grace to be there for them as they journeyed their way to heaven – and Spirit/God gifted me with the perfect apartment, in the perfect location to do so.

A dream come true!

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Sleepovers and play-dates were fun memories in my apartment!

I’ll save my Dream #3 for the next post, this is getting long.  Are you still with me?

#3 Dream … It’s pretty awesome.

My encouragement to you:

Dream Big.  Let go of fear.  Let go of what people will think of you. Breathe. Trust the journey.  The right answers will show up.  Do the work.  Ask Spirit/God/Universe for what you want … and then get ready for the unfolding …  and the blessings.

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The Summer of Love & Death … A Wedding!

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My brother, Mike, and bride, Dawn.

Mom was so excited for Mike and Dawn to be married!   It was time!  They had been happily together for 6 years.  Dawn brought Mom with her when she bought her wedding dress.  What fun they had!  It was a special time for Mom and Dawn.   There was a perfect space in a closet at the folks, to store it safe and sound.  That way Mike couldn’t sneak a peek!

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A big concern Mom had, was getting an annulment with the Catholic Church, before they were married.  Despite Mike and Dawn’s attempts in trying to do this, it wasn’t going to happen.  They talked with a Pastor and found out there is a time-frame of 9 months to 2 years for the annulment process to be completed, and just because one goes through the process, does not mean you will get one.  The cost of it, not a huge deal, was enough to add another piece of angst in the midst of things.  There was also Mom’s time-frame.  Her lung cancer diagnosis and hospice, was definitely speeding up the wedding date.

Mike was beginning to feel overwhelmed and worried.  Both he and Dawn wanted the folks to be pleased.  Mike came over and talked to me (I’m the big sister),  expressing concern, not knowing how this wedding was going to happen.  They simply loved each other and it was hard having it be so difficult – on so many levels.  I asked him if he trusted me – of course he said yes – it’s the ‘Big Sis’ thing!  I became a licensed Wedding Officiant/Minister through the Universal Life Church and our local county.  I would work with them on a beautiful ceremony and file their wedding license.  Then … Dawn, Mike and I talked with the folks, explaining it would be a legal wedding and spiritual … and at some point in time, Mike and Dawn could go through the annulment process and get the marriage blessed in the Catholic Church.  All in all, it was a special conversation and the wedding was on!

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Jake was on the music, Rochelle was on the flowers, Mike was on the venue – Lum Park, Tim was on set-up, Rick was on tools and electrical stuff, Patrick and Darlene were on host/hostessing, Nicky and William were on photography.  Laura, Jake’s wife was on helping us all be cool, calm and collected – ’cause that’s how Laura is.  We-all were on food.  Kyung was still on her work gig/assignment in Africa.

In the midst of all of this, the folks were getting new shingles on the roof.  Mom would ask me to go out and see how it was looking.  Check on the guys, make sure they had enough water …. She enjoyed all the activity.  In spite of her determination, Mom’s breathing was becoming  more labored.  She was using oxygen all the time.  Her strength was weakening.  We all loved her hospice nurse, Kelly.  She and Mom had a very special relationship.  One day, Kelly said we were going to have to look at a different way for Mom to be at the wedding.  Outside was not an option.  I sat close to Mom and told her, she would have the best seat in the house – either with live video – or in heaven.  The boys would know how to set the video stuff up, and some of us would be at the house with her and some would be at Lum Park.

Going outside with Kelly, she said the cancer was progressing much faster than we thought it would.  It was time to call Kyung home.  I needed to tell Mom.  One of the hardest things I’ve ever done.  Then Dad.  Then the rest of the Fambly.  Then close friends.  Life is real.  So is death.

There was talk of having the folks renew their wedding vows with Mike and Dawn. The wedding date moved up and in the house with Mom and Dad.  Kyung arrived. It was early evening.  She and Mom had precious hours talking and being together.  The very next morning, Mom began her journey to heaven.  The wedding would wait.  Her life was celebrated, with tears and joy.

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The next weekend – was The Wedding.  I was nervous about being the Celebrant/Officiant and hoped it would go over ok. The preparation with Mike and Dawn was so special and included both her Mom and our Mom in the ceremony.  When we were finished, Dad’s home-care nurse came up to me and said Dad wanted to talk to me.  I took some deep breaths … knelt down in front of him in his wheel chair … he took my hands and with tears in his eyes, he said it was a beautiful ceremony, he was so proud of me and it was a job well done.  Oh my goodness … MY prayers were answered!

Yes … Mike and Dawn are living happily-ever-after.

And Mom … Still has the best seat in the house!

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Fambly Wedding Photo – Cheers to Mike & Dawn!

A week after Mom’s funeral and a week before Dad’s.

Mom’s Story                Dad’s Story

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A Summer of Love & Death – Mom

It was a tough summer for our ‘Fambly’.

It was a summer of Love.

Both my folks were dying …

Let me share about our Mom …

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We, Fambly = Mom & Dad, 7 Siblings/Spouses/Significant Others/Children & Little Children, filled the consult room, waiting for the oncologist to talk with us and share Mom’s diagnosis.  It was the day after Mother’s Day.  Apprehension, faith and love were holding us together like a superglue.  Mom had lung cancer.  The wonderful oncologist, tenderly held Mom’s hands, looked her directly in the eyes, and said with her permission, Hospice would be contacted that day.  It took our breath away.

Life is real.

In 2 months, she was gone.

Before she left … We sang to her, shared silly stories … maybe a secret or two.  We painted our toenails with her.  She had a dress to show us girls – she hoped wouldn’t be ‘too fancy’ for her funeral!  The rosary was prayed.  We cried.  Lots and LOTS of tears.  A Priest came to visit.  Mom and my little brother, Jake, planned the music for her funeral – so special. (He was amazing singing through. it. all.  Making Mom proud ’till the very end!!).

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In the middle of the night, she left us.  We were with her.  Dad made it very clear he wanted to be with her at her last breath.

Everything became still. 

Silent. 

Peace-filled.

Before we called the funeral home, we made a Fambly Circle. (Every night after supper, Mom would have us go around the table and say something we were thankful for.)  In our circle of love for Mom, we each shared a story, or something we were grateful for, or got in trouble with/lesson learned – ’cause life is real with Mom.  More tears, then laughter!!  After we shared, we started singing some of her favorite songs – someone(s) got out their phones to get all the words right!  We ended with Silent Night … the harmony so precious.

 

It was a silent, holy night …

We love you, Mom!

(She’s still dropping feathers to say ‘Hello’!)

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With Love and a Grateful Heart,

Your Daughter,

Debbie

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Dad’s Story     The Wedding Between 2 Funerals

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Premonitions/Intuition … Whispers of Spirit

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I was 14 years old when I had my first experience with premonitions or huge intuitive insight.  I remember the exact moment it happened.  I was playing on a hill by the lakeside with my little sister, Anna.  I remember the bump in the hill, the dress and sweater she was wearing and her laughter.  She was 20 months old, and after 4 brothers … it was such joy to have a little sister!  In a flash there was a knowing … she was going to drown … and the flash was gone.  Her smiling face and twinkling eyes at that moment, are embedded in my heart forever.  It scared me.  I held her close.  It was not going to happen – I was going to make sure she would always be safe.  We were mindful of living on the lake and would give a shout out to Mom – “Heading down to the lake!”  “Heading to the dock!”  “Tossing a line out – gonna catch some sunnies!”  “Going to jump in and cool off!”  It was part of lake life, keeping in touch with heading down to the lake.

Anna did drown.  Less than a month later.  No matter how attentive I was, how I watched her like a hawk … it didn’t matter, she was gone.  The pain felt, was devastating.  Even writing this … all the emotions, the smells, the air, the sounds of wailing, come back in an instant.  I felt responsible.  No matter the compassion and understanding my folks gave me, trying to explain it was an accident, nobody’s fault – no blame.  I loved my folks for that, although it took a long time for me to see it their way.

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What I came to realize … is there is a bigger plan.  Anna’s plan was 20 months.  Pure joy and love given to all of us.  Then, because of Anna dying,  our sister, Kyung, came into our lives.  We adopted her from Korea at nearly one year of age, with the last of the siblings, little brother Jake, born a month later.  Here I share a bit about the amazing woman she is!

What I believe about premonitions and intuition … For me, they are a way for Spirit/God to give me a ‘heads-up’.  I think subconsciously, having this premonition or intuitive insight, helped me to survive.  It has also let me know, there are only certain things in life we have control over.  I did not have control over Anna dying.  I only have control over how I choose to see this event – her life – in my life.  I choose to see her as a gift.  And her gift to us … Kyung!

I am open to the ‘heads-up’, quiet knowing Spirit/God is willing to share with me.  Sometimes, it is fun … I’ll share more next time!

As an Energy Worker, the 6th Chakra is your Intuition, the center of your forehead sometimes referred to as your 3rd Eye, your 6th Sense.  Meditation, prayer, listening is a way to hear the “Whispers of Spirit/God”, guiding  and supporting you in love …

What have been some premonitions or intuitive knowings you have experienced?

Wishing you gentle ‘Whispers of Spirit’.

Namaste

Debbie

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That Odd Little Word … Chakra!

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Wheels of Energy Throughout Our Body

In my last blog, I shared how I came to be an Energy Worker, and talked about wheels of energy called Chakras flowing (or not) in our bodies.  I realized, when I first heard about Chakras, I was taken aback because it came from ancient Hindu, Buddhism and Taoism wisdom and teachings …  Far removed from my upbringing as a Catholic and very foreign to me.  Sometimes, we fear what we don’t understand, and sometimes we’re told it’s wrong to delve into things that don’t fit into the line of particular religious teachings.  In that respect, my limited understanding is – it opens the door for evil to enter – it is not ‘Of God’ – ‘The bible says …’ – ‘The catechism says …’.  All shared in good faith and protection of one’s soul – and I have had my share of comments, concerns and anonymous letters to protect my soul and save me from the perils of hell.  I understand where these kind souls are coming from … and it’s ok.

We are each responsible for our own walk in life.  My walk has led me, through my quiet meditation time with God/Spirit, to an awareness of these energy centers, called Chakras.  I feel them, sense them in myself and in others.

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Our bodies are filled with energy – everything miraculously working together to carry us and our Spirit through life.  Besides our bodies, we have thoughts, emotions and the Spiritual part of ourselves, that make up our whole “Being”.  All of this is energy.  It’s ebbing and flowing every minute of every day.  We can sense when someone comes into a room, we can often sense the mood they are in.  No words needed.  We feel their energy.  When someone leaves, or company goes home after a gathering, or someone dies, we feel the emptiness.  When someone is suffering, we can often feel their pain – and they may be miles away.  It is their energy.  We send them good thoughts, we send them prayers, we send good vibes, we hold them in our hearts.  This is energy flowing between us.  Soul connections.  Heart connections.  Spirit connections.  For me it’s God who’s got this all going.  Divine.  Sacred.  Universal.  Miraculous.  Precious.  Love.  Along with … Pain.  Suffering.  Loss.  Fear.  Anger. Control.  Mistakes.  Forgiveness.  And more Love.  All of this carries energy.  Lots and lots of energy.

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Sometimes energy flows and sometimes it gets stuck.  When energy gets stuck, we don’t feel well, do we?  The stuck energy can affect any one of our organs, how we breathe, how we sleep, and how we communicate with others.  We can feel grounded, safe, secure, or float-y, not able to trust or focus.  We can feel creative or blah,  confident or insecure – not able/or willing to trust our gut.  We can love and receive love, or close ourselves off from love, because we don’t want to be hurt.  We can speak our truth – or not – for fear of what others might feel, think, or say about us, or to us.  We might have flashes of intuition, where we just understand something with no need for conscious explanations, simply, a quiet knowing.  We’re open – or not – to Spirit/God and the support and guidance we are given as we walk this path called Life.  This …. all of this … is energy.  Impacting our Chakras.  Not scary.  Just real Life.  We live with these ebb and flow energies every day.  In our own unique ways.  Because that’s how we roll, we were created as individuals and no one walks our path but us.  This is the energy I work with my clients = Life.

Wisdom is wisdom.  It carries Truth through time.  Past, present and future, wisdom is supportive and thought provoking.  Wisdom came with creation – call it ancient – and will follow us through the end of time.  I look at the goodness it brings, the support it provides and the lessons it teaches.  I am grateful I was open to the confirmation I was feeling with my clients and their energies – and the link and understanding of the 7 Charkas.   I’m glad I listened to God/Spirit and was brave enough to walk through that door!  The blessings that have unfolded over the years, are countless.

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Here’s my sense of the 7 basic Chakras – Energy Centers in your body and the wisdom carried with them.  I’m not going into details with this … this is a blog, not a book!!  ; )

  1. Root Chakra – base of your spine – supports your basic needs – food, clothing, shelter – security, trust and stability. Color/Red
  2. Sacral – below your belly button and above your pubic bone – sexuality and creative expression.  Color/Orange.
  3. Solar Plexus – stomach – personal power – trusting your gut.  Color/Yellow
  4.  Heart – bridges our body with our mind, emotions and Spirit.  It’s our love and the connections we have with each other and a conduit to healing.  Color/Green
  5. Throat – communicating and speaking our Truth.  Color/Blue/Turquoise.
  6. 3rd Eye – Center of forehead.  Intuition/Awareness.  Color/Indigo Blue
  7. Crown – Top of head.  Spiritual Connection to God, ourselves and others.  Color/Purple

I like pictures … so here you go!  Sitting, standing, walking, skipping, sleeping … you don’t need to be sitting yogi style to recognize the energy of Chakras in your body!

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The beauty of you.  The beauty of all of us.

We all want to trust – ourselves and others.  We are sexual beings with creative juices running.  We practice the wisdom Life teaches us, and trust our gut to keep us from making a wrong move.  We desire love, give love, share love and with love, there is healing.  We communicate in many ways, trying our best to speak our truth.  Intuition is a gift – we all have – it’s trusting and practicing it!  Spirituality is our blanket, encompassing our Being while we’re here on earth, listening to the wisdom, affirmation and guidance God gives us and receiving all embracing Love.

People have asked about being Catholic – I’m not a practicing Catholic, any more.  I’m grateful for the foundation and faith I have because of being raised Catholic.  Honestly, I’m not playing within their many rules, so it’s best to be me … and continue my walk with the Love, compassion and faith I share, knowing God is present – always.  For those concerned about my eternal well-being … I’ve nearly died, and through that time, there was clarity and peace.  I know, no matter what, it’s all ok … God’s love and being true to who I am, while I’m still here … is what matters!

And so … I continue to enjoy my clients, my time with them, and the wonderful things that unfold.  If you feel off-kilter, seek a recommended Energy Worker in your area.  Personal references are the best.  Trust your gut when meeting someone new, if you are not comfortable with them, it’s ok to say so and leave. (Really – this is for ANY situation in life!!)

Thank you for following along with me!  I hope you have a better understanding about Chakras and Energy.  Until next time …  Wishing you peace and joy.

Namaste

Debbie

www.debendres.com