There are a lot of things I am good at. One skill that continues to elude me – Gardening. No matter how hard I try, I just CAN’T keep a plant alive. I have a black thumb. I killed a cactus… true story.
So if you come to my house or my office, you shouldn’t be surprised there are no plants. And, while I purchase hanging baskets every year for color in my yard, I have accepted that they will be pretty for a few weeks until even with my husband’s attention they wither away.
And mind you I have tried! I water – but then I seem to over water. I’ve moved plants to all parts of my house. I’ve recruited my husband for help. Still die. My aunt, seeing our plant was struggling, took it upon herself to not only take care of my daughter but also our only fern. She was able to keep it alive for us for a bit, but when her visits became further between the fern ultimately kicked the bucket. I’ve also requested spiritual intervention, asking that my grandfather, who loved to garden for assistance. Nothing. So I prayed to the faeries and gnomes as nature is their specialty. You’d think they’d help a girl out, especially since I was offering wine or chocolate. Yet plants still die.
Beaten down, the other day I was admiring my colleague’s beautiful plants and telling her my woes. She responded with the following query, “Don’t you tap into the energy of the plant and talk to them?”
She continued by saying, “Before watering them I always check in and ask – do you want water? If so, how much?”
I was taken aback. Now I’ve heard people insist that talking to their plants has made them thrive. And I have from time to time pleaded with my plants. But after a few moments, I realized the communication with my plants has always been one way. Perhaps if I made this a two-way conversation and paid closer attention to their energy, I’d be able to keep them alive.
So I’m trying. And so far, so good. My husband and I are talking to and more importantly listening to a pot of mixed flowers that had all but died. We had placed this pot in the front as the red looked BEAUTIFUL with the blue contrast of the house. In full sun this plant had scorched and just about died as apparently it didn’t like the sun. It has since been moved to the back and breathed a sigh of relief as it is now shaded by a tree. It is slowly coming back.
As the plant is coming back, I have to admit it is a lot of work! But, I am noticing that the plants definitely do have an energy of their own. Hopefully as I continue to pay attention, I’ll get better at understanding the nuances. I can do it with people and animals after all, I’m sure I can get this down with the plants as well. I’ll keep you posted!
Do you talk to you plants? If so, do you find it helps them grow? Any tips for this black thumb gardener? If so, please share in the comments below.
On the days I am at my East Aurora office my daughter stays with my mom or aunt. They adore (and spoil) her. As a result, I look forward to picking her up and hearing about their excursions and the fun tales they have to tell.
The other night when I picked my daughter up from my aunt’s was no different.
They had played outside for a bit, but after getting a call from my uncle they headed over there to help his daughter (my cousin) clean out the attic. As my uncle’s house has been in the family for generations and we know that it’s haunted – fortunately by OUR family – I assumed she was going to tell me that Tierney saw Aunt Norma or another deceased family member.
Boy was I surprised (and slightly scared) when the story started by her telling me that while in the attic she and my cousin stumbled upon an old Ouija Board.
Now, I’m not afraid of Ouija Boards. In fact I have a couple of my own. What does always worry me, however, is how this spiritual tool is used. As my aunt continued the story, I found myself holding my breath worrying what mess she and my cousin created (and that I would be cleaning up).
You see, after finding the Ouija Board, the two were intrigued and decided they would give it a try. Unfortunately, neither was certain how it worked. So they plopped themselves on the attic floor and started reading the directions. After they thought they had an understanding from the directions (and what they’ve “seen on tv”) they placed the board between them and put their fingers on the planchette.
As soon as they did, my daughter who had been contently playing by herself across the room, ran over to the board and pulled the yellowed top with the alphabet and yes/no off. She then preceded to rip it in three. She concluded by pointing her finger and firmly saying, "NO!"
My aunt continued by saying she and my cousin still hoped to try it out. Once my daughter dropped the pieces, my aunt attempted to reconstruct the board.
My daughter DID NOT like this and responded by vehemently grabbing the pieces and ripping them again. All the while she empathetically time shook her head and yelled, "NONONONONO!"
At this point the board was beyond repair. Both laughed and gave up.
My aunt concluded her story by saying, “I think Baby Girl saved us from getting into trouble.”
Both my husband and I responded sarcastically, “Ummm… Yeah!”
Again, it’s not because we think Ouija Boards are inherently bad. It’s just that people (like my aunt and cousin) don’t know how to use them properly. And, as with anything, if you don’t use it properly you are opening yourself up to problems.
In the case of a Ouija (or Spirit) Board, you are opening a portal. Anything (good or bad) can come through. Ideally, you want to take all precautions and ensure only good and Spirits for your highest and best come through. Unfortunately, spiritual protocols are not included in the directions.
Fortunately, those spiritual protocols are really quite easy….
First, you PRAY. Pray for protection. Pray to keep the creepy crawlies and cranky spooks away. Personally, I always ask for the Archangel Michael to guard the gateway. He’s the great protector. If you have another entity that you prefer that works too.
Next, SET YOUR GUIDELINES. Who do you want to step in? What is your purpose for using the board? I always ask for that messages only be brought in for the highest and best for those present. This allows for both family and guides to step in.
Then you get to the fun part! ASK for Spirit to show up. Advice: don’t just ask for anyone. You wouldn’t stand at your front door and shout out to the neighborhood, “Hey! I have some beers in here, anyone want to join me?” You don’t know who will show up. Same thing with the Ouija Board, ask for someone specific or someone for a specific purpose, i.e. specific sitter.
When Spirit shows up, ENJOY THE VISIT!
Spirit will hang out until they (or you) run out of steam. When this happens, CLOSE THE PORTAL. This is done by saying good-bye to all those who visited, including whomever you asked for protection. As you say good-bye to your guardian, ask that the portal be closed until next time so that no further Spirits can enter. If you want to doubly ensure that spirits don’t enter, place a piece of paper or fabric between the board and the planchette.
And yet, if you’ve never done it you don’t know. That’s when you can get in trouble and allow spirits with less than good intentions to step in.
Fortunately, today my aunt and cousin avoided any issues by Baby Girl’s insistence that they not use the board. And hopefully this will help you next time you come in contact with a Ouija Board.
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Due to a situation that arose this morning, I have been pondering how amazing it is that we allow others to define how we view and feel about ourselves. Even strangers and acquaintances who don’t really matter.
Over the past two months, I have been going back and forth with health insurance companies and the New York State Health Exchange to sort out an issue with my daughter’s health insurance. At the end of last year there was a clerical oversight and paperwork glitch which ultimately resulted in my daughter’s coverage being terminated. Premiums were paid. Assumptions were made that everything was in the clear. That is until I received a call early February from her pediatrician informing us that a claim had been denied. It’s been a hassle ever since trying to get it resolved.
I’ve been patient and I’ve been understanding, giving the organizations involved time to process the paperwork necessary – I’m not unreasonable I know things don’t happen overnight.
The patience ran out today.
What triggered that? This morning I received notice from the state that our request had been processed. Not a call like had been promised. And what they processed was exactly what we had requested NOT happen.
So I called. Again. And, was triaged to the appropriate department. Again. And, When the representative from that department answered, I apologized in advance for getting frustrated explaining this has been a long and stressful process. He then made it more stressful.
After explaining the situation. Explaining what I received this morning and inquiring what we may be able to do about it, he coldly responded, “That is a ridiculous and odd request. Issues like yours would have been resolved months ago. Don’t you think it is odd that you are only now bringing it to our attention?”
Shocked. Thinking he must not have understood the issue, I frantically reiterated that I had been going back and forth with the health insurances for almost two months to get this resolved. He then retorted, “Not that I don’t believe you, but if that was the case it would seem more likely the insurance company would be calling on your behalf.” After stating that, he also countered, “Did you pay your premium?”
Responding that I had. He retorted, “Were they on time?”
I admitted that February was late, but it was because I didn’t realize upon enrolling I needed to pay two months premium. But also added that as soon as I received the notice I caught up immediately.
He cockily responded, “Well there is your problem. You need to talk to the insurance company to sort this out.”
I was infuriated and demanded he put me on with a supervisor. When he told me he didn’t think one would be available but he’d try. I told him not to try, but to do. At which point we stopped listening to one another, he informed me he was hanging up and did.
I was livid. I was in tears. I recognized that perhaps I didn’t handle myself as well as I could have, but this man was condescending and made me feel two inches tall.
That feeling didn’t leave me for hours.
After a couple hours, I became self-aware and knew I had to do something to get out my funk. I decided to reflect upon the situation. Why he responded the way he did. Why I felt the way I did. I was looking for insight.
Thinking about him, I came to the following conclusion. It is my belief that he assumed I am an individual who scams the system. My daughter has Child Health Plus, which is a low cost health care solution for children primarily utilized by the unemployed, underemployed and Medicaid population. But it IS available to all individuals. Because my husband and I are both self-employed and as a result purchase our insurance as individuals, Child Health Plus was the most reasonable and comprehensive insurance solution for her. His comments, especially about our delinquency with payment, I believe support this assumption.
This clarity has helped me understand his actions. Doesn’t mean I think he was right… but at least I see where he is coming from.
On to Me. I recognize that what got under my skin was he made me feel uneducated and a negligent mother. These are both sore spots for me, and he rubbed salt into the wounds. How?
Uneducated. Education was ALWAYS stressed in my family and for a long time I defined myself by my intellect. In fact, one of the hardest emotional obstacles I had to overcome after my car accident was the fact I didn’t complete my undergraduate degree (I since have). More recently, I sometimes struggle since leaving my corporate job to pursue mediumship full time with the thought that my intellect isn’t being challenged. So to be belittled and made to feel like I should have known better, hit a nerve.
A Bad Mother. I think every parent worries they are going to screw up and damage their child. Right now her well-being is a very real concern. Without health insurance, God forbid something happens to her today or tomorrow. As her parent, it is my job to ensure she is taken care of. Right now she’s not. Whose fault is that? Being her parent, I do place that weight on myself. And this thought is confirmed because I know that as a parent I am LEGALLY obligated to keep her insured. Which leads to the concern (however unrealistic), what if CPS were notified and she was taken from me?
The fears. The weaknesses. Things I see in myself. All brought to the surface by one man. One man I spoke to for less than 30 minutes. And, who quite honestly, might not have even given me his real name.
We all have circumstances like this where someone makes us feel less than. Why do we give them that power?
I believe it’s because, as I mentioned, it brings out our inner fears and our perceived weaknesses.
That might be why. It might not. But, what I deem to be more important is the question "What do we do about it?"
First and foremost, we have to recognize that someone has made us feel less than. Acknowledge those feelings and then do a little soul searching. Reflect on why they responded the way they did and then why it made you feel the way it did. It took me a few hours, but I did it.
After that, LET IT GO. The longer you hold on to it, the more pain it can cause, and the more you begin to believe those feelings. Letting it go is quite honestly the reason I’m writing this Blog. Rather than running the conversation with the health exchange and the subsequent conversation with the insurance company over again and again in my head, I’ve organized my thoughts and got them out of my head. Getting them out results in letting it go.
Once it’s let go, it’s time to MOVE ON! While I can’t quite do that yet, I am still dealing with the issue and waiting for the insurance company to call back (hopefully with good news – after hearing what happened with NYS they said they are going to try and pull some strings), what I do plan on doing is not thinking about that A** any more. And perhaps have a dance party with my Baby Girl. Always good to shake it off.
If you have attended a development class of mine you know that I am a stickler for punctuality. I firmly believe that we need to be respectful of not only the other people who are attending the class’s time, but also Spirit’s.
This focus on punctuality likely goes back to high school where I had a teacher, Mr. Rooney, who was strict on starting class on time. He had a unique way of reinforcing this rule. Rather than handing out detentions to students that arrived late, he required the tardy students stand at the front of the class and sing. His song of choice, Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer.
His strategy of calling people out has stuck with me for many years. Perhaps because I sang that song A LOT. But, also because it was an effective “punishment.” You better believe I tried my darnedest to get to his class on time.
As an adult, I implemented similar techniques in both business meetings and development classes. I always start no more than five minutes after the start time. We are all busy people after all!! If someone shows up late (without notice that is), I never repeat myself and they are called out. My students all know that if they are late they risk being put in the middle of the circle and asked to deliver at least one message. Doesn’t happen all the time, but you never know when the mood might strike me.
I am grateful for this technique as it rarely fails me… people are almost always on time.
I have come to realize this is a rarity. In many meetings or classes I attend, the session doesn’t actually start until 15 to 20 minutes after the stated start time to “give leeway for travel.” This always surprises and, to be honest, annoys me.
But after a recent meeting when the facilitator started on time (citing my rule), it became apparent that people had come to expect the leeway. Noting this, I realized it was more than the technique that works for me. It is also the Law of Attraction – you will attract what you expect to attract. I have the expectation that people will be on time, as a result they are. This facilitator hoped people would be on time, but perhaps didn’t really believe they would.
This realization made me realize how deeply embedded Spiritual “rules” are in our day to day. As we live our beliefs, they become our reality. And, it made me chuckle to reflect on how seemingly innocuous events, like singing Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, can shape who we become.
As the days inch closer and closer to the winter solstice, the hours of daylight are diminishing and our nights are longer.
You would think with the extended night, I’d be catching up on my sleep. My daughter is. My husband is. Even the dogs are…. But I am not.
Over the past few nights I’ve gone to bed at my normal time. Laid down. Pulled up the covers. Close my eyes and wait for sleep to set in. But 11pm turns becomes midnight, then one and two… and I’m still awake. Listening to my husband and dogs snore. Watching the moonlight shine in through the blinds. And hoping sleep will set in.
Not accustomed to insomnia, I know there must be something going on. And, being the type to like to “fix” things, I’ve been struggling to figure out what might be the reason so I can address it. In those late hours, I’ve pondered is it be my diet? Am I having caffeine too late in the day? Or perhaps something is out of whack and I’m sick? None of these resonate… I’ve been eating better, don’t do too much caffeine and as for being sick, other than lack of sleep, I feel fine.
So then I start wondering… do I need to get a new mattress? Or maybe it is too warm in the bedroom? Maybe I should turn down the heat. Or it could be the dogs… they do seem to be taking up a lot more space in the bed than usual. But then again, these factors are the same as they were a month ago.
If that’s not it, maybe I am just stressed out about the holidays? It is a stressful time of year – lots to do. While this, and everything mentioned above, are probably all playing into my lack of sleep… I still feel as if there is something more.
Finally, in the light of day, while I am sitting here pondering what my blog will be about it hit me. The winter solstice and the New Year is a time of reflection and preparation. We have the chance to reflect on where we’ve been, what we’ve done and where we want to go. Something I have been avoiding… Being stubborn, I’ve wanted to relish and celebrate where I am not where I am going. As a living soul, however, until we die we are always moving forward… Because I am not consciously listening to the messages, the messages are coming when I am in a relaxed state and ultimately affecting my sleep – it has in the past, so it should be no surprise the same thing is happening now.
How do I rectify this? Appears I have to be my own student and practice what I preach – MEDITATION. I encourage others to carve a time and a place out to make a date with Spirit. It is then that Spirit can communicate big messages to you.
Although I want to put this off as I do have a lot left on my holiday to – do list: still have a few last presents to buy, cookies to bake, presents to wrap and dinner preparations… I’ve got to make that date or else I’m likely to have a lot more sleepless nights. And then nothing will get done this holiday season or perhaps even in the New Year!
Here is hoping the message comes and my sleep is restored!
“We teach what we need to learn and write what we need to know”
That being said, it should not be a surprise or coincidence that I find myself in the middle of teaching the Building Blocks of Mediumship or that I feel compelled to write this blog on being grounded as I have found myself very off kilter as of late. I even mentioned to my husband, “No matter what I seem to do lately, I just feel off and can’t seem to keep myself grounded.”
Why do I feel that way you may ask?
Well physically, I’ve been feeling every one of my 34 years. Over the last month, I have woken up more days than not with headaches, groggy and with achy bones. And, if you were to talk to my chiropractor and massage therapist, she would tell you I’ve been all knotted up in my shoulders and neck. I’ve been trying to pass these aches and knots off on the weather, if I’m honest with myself I know that is not the reason. These aches and pains are a result of holding on to excess energy and not becoming fully grounded.
And that’s just the physical symptoms. If we talk about my focus and cognition. Well that’s been a hot mess!! A hot mess that’s been driving my hubby bonkers. Over the last couple weeks, I just can’t keep my focus on anything. In stores, if we find ourselves there more than ten minutes I start aimlessly wandering around looking for who knows what. And don’t even get started with conversations, the slightest distraction will take me off on a tangent which may or may not lead back to the original topic.
Again, a sign I’m ungrounded.
As for emotionally, I’ve been able to keep a cool head. Well most of the time and as long as I’m not caught off guard. Lately when I’m startled, it has been harder to redirect… as was the case when I was teaching and the venue had been unexpectedly changed. My students saw my frustration written all over my face. Not because I was mad, but because I felt on shaky ground.
Through all of this, I feel fortunate that I’m self-aware, I was able to recognize this and have been doing my darnedest to get myself grounded. I’ve been forcing myself to do grounding meditations. I’ve been walking around with hematite in my pocket. But most importantly I’ve forced myself to SLOW DOWN which has resulted in me spending more time playing with the baby and the dogs as well as doing the things I love like cooking.
Taking the time to slow down has reminded me that I can’t always be turned on. Nor can I continue to turn the switch to Spirit on and then abruptly turn the switch off. By doing this I’m short circuiting my connection to the earth, not allowing myself to heal and quite frankly just wearing myself out. So while it is hard to say NO, I have to remember that by saying NO and sticking to my boundaries (without making exceptions for a friend of a friend or someone who really “needs” a reading)… I’m going to do for myself, allow myself to heal and keep myself grounded! Maybe then I can leave the crystals at home!
In last week’s blog, When Things Don’t Go As Planned, I talked about Letting Go and Letting God. After publishing it, I worried that I may not have emphasized the importance of making decisions while going with the flow. I mention this because I have seen more than one client who has turned their life completely over to Spirit and then wondered why things don’t happen like they’d hope. The way I describe it to my clients, you aren’t going to meet Mr. or Ms. Right if you are sitting home on the couch, hoping they are going to come and knock on your door… it doesn’t happen that way! Unless of course you’ve got a mail order bride or groom on the way.
I know the importance of making the decision and taking action only too well. After my car accident in 2002 (not sure what I’m talking about, click here for the blog!), I went to a number of health care providers and attended a variety of therapies including light vision therapy. After twelve weeks of intensive vision therapy, my field of vision improved. But, it was less than both myself and my health care provider had hoped for. And I was at that point faced with the hard realization, I would no longer be able to drive.
Disappointed and discouraged, I asked my provider if there was anything else we could do?
An honest man, he turned and responded, “Dawn, unfortunately I don’t think there is anything else I can do for you at this point. Keep up with your exercises. Perhaps get some cranial sacral massage. But, I think it’s in God’s hands now.”
That didn’t sit right with me. I loved and trusted this man… but at that moment I was downright angry with him. There HAD to be more that I could do.
I stomped out of his office that day thinking, “I’ll show you!”
I did the vision exercises he gave me daily. I researched alternative healing, which led me to delve deeper into mediumship and spiritual healing. I was determined to change the outcome. And you know what, I continued to improve.
About a year later, I went back to the doctor for a check-up. We hugged and he asked how I was doing. After giving him my many updates, he told me he was so pleased to see how far I had come. Because we had a good rapport, I shared with him that his comment “It’s in God’s hands,” really bothered me. I shared that I felt disempowered and left feeling I was as good as it was going to get.
He apologized profusely and shared that although those were his words, it was not his intent. He knew there was little more that he could do, but also knew that I could change it myself. He believed each and every one of our actions and decision is the work of God… hence, our continued efforts are strings pulled by Spirit.
This made sense to me… my healing was in God’s hands, I just had to take the reigns. And I did.
I could have given up, felt sorry for myself or succumbed to the thought that it was hard. But I didn’t. And that’s the message I wanted to convey. Go with the flow yes, but don’t give up and assume that by handing the reigns over to Spirit life is going to be easy. It isn’t.
I will likely always be legally blind. And, while I continue to do my exercises and my vision continues to improve (slowly), it has still not come back to a point where I can drive. The work I have done has also developed my other senses to a point where if I didn’t tell you, you’d have no idea I was living with a handicap. It’s how I choose to live. How do you choose to live your life?
Perhaps it is because I am trained as a grant writer and assisted in writing more strategic plans than I would like to admit, but it drives me bonkers when I hear people moan and groan about how The Secret isn’t working for them. The Law of Attraction REALLY DOES WORK!
I’m living proof. And no, despite what my husband would tell you about my witchy tendencies, it is NOT because I twitch my nose and poof things fall into place. And no, I don’t stand over a cauldron cackling as I toss in frog legs and mugwort… It is because I make a plan.
I do it every year. As the New Year approaches, I review last year’s business plan, see if I am on track for my intermediate and long term goals, and then make revisions as necessary. I wish I could say that from there I use the plan as a working document, but to be honest… I rarely look at it. Rather, it sits in a folder until this time of year, when it gets pulled out and I see how I’ve done and remind myself of what comes next.
To my surprise, EVERY…SINGLE…YEAR… despite my neglect, I almost always meet, come close to or exceed ALL my goals. If that’s not The Secret and the Law of Attraction at work, I don’t know what is.
Why do I think it’s successful? Well in the corporate world we are taught to write SMART (Specific, Measureable, Attainable, Realistic and Time Sensitive) goals. Unlike my clients and students (and even other practitioners) whom I hear wish to attract “Abundance” or “Love,” I make all my goals SMART. Why? Because it works.
Because the goal of Abundance? Love? What the heck does that really mean? Sure the person seeking it might have a vague idea and for one person it could me having a million dollars. Whereas for another, they may consider themselves abundant with a healthy harvest of tomatoes. But if they don’t lay it out, how is the universe supposed to know?
Not only will the universe not know how to supply you with your desires, but if you aren’t specific how do you know when you’ve reached your goals? It’s like if you want to take a trip to Spain and you have no idea of what it will cost, how can you start putting money away, planning for it and know when you have enough to go? In a scenario like that, how much more likely are you to go out to dinner a few times a week and let’s say spend $50 (on the low end). If you knew what it would cost, would you be more likely to stay in and have a sandwich? How much sooner do you think you’d be able to reach your goal?
Of course, it’s also dangerous to go in the opposite direction. You can be so specific that it becomes unrealistic. For example, I knew a woman who, while hoping to manifest the man of her dreams, wrote out THREE PAGES (front and back) of specifications. It included items like, “Lots of hair on top. Little hair on the torso;” and “Aries or Taurus;” as well as “Owns a boat” and “Likes the color blue.” There were so many specifications that it narrowed the pool dramatically and would be like looking for a needle in the haystack. And yes, I am an advocate for being specific. But don’t go overboard! It is important to remember to be realistic so that it is attainable.
Now that we’ve talked about being Specific, Measureable, Attainable and Realistic… let’s talk about being Time Sensitive. To talk about this, let’s go back to the goal of having a million dollars. When and how do you want to have that million dollars? Do you want it annually? Because, a person that earns $30,000 a year after 33 years would have earned (hence have had) a million dollars. But, I doubt that’s what someone who dreams of a million dollars was thinking.
Keep those these things in mind, and the Law of Attraction works. It works for businesses. It works for individuals. It has worked for ME. Because of that, I’ll continue doing what I’m doing as I make my plan for next year. I’ll be thinking about how much income I’d like to have. And then think about what that would look like for number of readings, house parties, events and classes. Will I fret about that… no. But, I’ll be certain to tell the universe what I hope for.
I’ll also be thinking about how I would like to grow. This will be in both my business (I’m thinking about writing a book, maybe doing some events down in Florida and of course I’d LOVE to meet Oprah, Super Soul Sunday maybe!?!) and as an individual (I’d like to be a more supportive wife and mother, travel to India, enhance my physical mediumship abilities and exercise more). These growth goals may take a year, five or more! But, if I don’t put them out there, they will never happen.
Motivated yet? I hope so! I encourage you to think about these things as you start to plan for the New Year. Make your goals and write them down. But then go about your business and don’t fret about them. Let the universe do its job. You’ll be surprised what comes your way! I always am!
Science has proven time and time again that meditation is beneficial to one’s health. (Check out this article from a Harvard physician for one perspective).
Unfortunately, many people have a hard time meditating. I can’t tell you how many people say to me… “I just can’t get myself to meditate!” with excuses like: “No time;” or “I’m constantly interrupted;” or “I just CAN’T quiet my mind.”
I understand those excuses all too well. Because, you may find this hard to believe, but I’m one of those people. I have a hard time meditating. Or, at least I did.
Like many of you, I become overwhelmed by my to-do list. Between keeping a watchful eye on my inquisitive toddler, throwing a load of laundry in the wash, picking up my little one’s (and my BIG kid’s aka my hubby’s) toys, feeding and taking care of the dogs, doing readings, writing, teaching, not to mention showering and eating… it can be hard to find ten minutes, let alone a half hour to meditate.
To fit the meditation in, I tried meditating before bed. That didn’t work as I found (like many of you!) I would end up falling asleep. Or sometimes worse, my mind would become so active with the messages I would receive I’d drift off into a lucid dream. This allowed me to process A LOT and receive LOTS of messages. Downside? I’d wake up more tired than when I went to bed, as if I’d just ran a marathon. THAT DIDN’T WORK!
In another effort, I thought… maybe I’d try meditating before I got out of bed. That was an epic fail as well. Unfortunately, as soon as my pups feel me stir they are ready to be pet. Go to the bathroom. AND, most importantly, be fed. Meditating between the nudges and licks to the face, not going to work.
AND… it wasn’t just the dogs. My daughter definitely has a sixth sense (or perhaps just super human hearing). Because like the dogs, as soon as I stir it’s only moments before I hear her start to whimper. That whimper turns into a babble… and then, if I make her wait too long an “I’m hungry. I want my diaper changed AND I want to play” complaint. Again, not something that is easy to meditate while going on.
Fortunately, (after a little trial and error) I’ve found the one place I can slip into that meditative state.
In… the... KITCHEN!
I love to cook. (And, I’m pretty good at it if I do say so myself). In my opinion there is something relaxing and meditative about chopping, peeling, stirring, and measuring. It brings me to my “zen” place. Before baby, I enjoyed my Sunday afternoons when I would whip up a bunch of food for the week. Now, after baby, I have the bonus and having to do it every day! And whether it’s scrambling eggs, chopping and baking zucchini, or peeling of apples to make apple sauce, my mind wanders. A peace and happiness comes over me.
And I receive messages, for ME! My guides talk to me. They encourage me. They send their love. And, sometimes even give me a glimpse (albeit small) into my next steps.
So rather than viewing it as another tedious chore, I look forward to making breakfast for my husband and daughter. And, I look forward to getting our crop share from Becker Farms each week filled with in-season fruits and veggies, knowing I’m going to need to spend time in the kitchen preserving the fruits and veggies not only for the week, but for the rest of the year. I look forward to it because I know I’ll get my meditation in.
I’ve shared with you my meditative spot. Where is yours?
Let’s talk orbs… They’ve popped up in random conversations three times over the last few weeks, so apparently it’s a topic Spirit wants me to cover!
First off, what is an orb? An orb is a sphere (or sometimes cone or tube) of light that is considered to be a physical manifestation of Spirit. They can be seen with the naked eye, but are more commonly caught by the camera. Seems like everyone has that a picture that has an inexplicable speck of light in it that could be a Spirit. And, many people go on ghost walks in active locations in hopes of catching an orb on film. Want to find out more about orbs? Click here.
When we talk orbs, my husband always rolls his eyes. Having been a semi-professional ghost hunter for years and with his technical knowledge as a semi-professional photographer, he is able to explain away 99% of orbs. They can be specks of dust. Or moisture in the air could cause a distortion of the flash. Also, depending on the camera there could be flare off of its lens. There are tell-tale signs for each of these situations. With his experience, he can identify these signs in a moment and usually the individual with the photo walks away with disappointment or disbelief.
I, on the other hand, understand NONE of the technical components. Rather, I feel the energy of the photo. Again, I don’t see things in many photos.
The orbs that are caught on film can often be easily explained way. Orbs visible to the naked eye, however, that’s a WHOLE other story.
My aunt (the same one who has the weird experience with the photograph! Didn’t read that blog, go here!), actually saw one about a month ago. She, like many people I talk to, was unsettled by what she saw. When these show up people wonder if there is something wrong with their eyes. Could they be going crazy? Are they seeing things? Or worse yet… could it be a serious condition like a brain tumor? Of course any of those options could be the case. But, it could also be that the orb was the REAL DEAL.
Fortunately, before she ran to the doctor… she was able to ask me a few questions. She broached the topic one day when we were spending some time together. I knew something was up, but knew she’d ask when she was ready. That didn't happen until we hit the light at the corner immediately before my street. Probably knowing it was now or never, she turned to me and blurted out, “Dawn. I have to ask you something. I think I might be going crazy. You see, the other day while I was washing dishes at the sink and this ball of light, about this BIG.” Imagine her lifting her hands off the steering wheel to demonstrate a ball about the size of a grapefruit. “Came whizzing past my face.” Again, imagine her demonstrating… and now imagine my face, as I glance over my shoulder to look at Baby Girl in the back seat! “Dawn. It was so clear. AND SOLID. I was certain it was going to hit me, so I moved out of the way. Then it POOF! Disappeared? Is that even possible?!? Was I seeing things?”
To calm her nerves, I first spoke to her about orbs to let her know they aren’t just in photos. And the REAL ones YOU CAN usually see! I also asked a few more questions to find out what else might be going on.
Well, it turns out there has been A LOT going on. It was my opinion that someone was been trying to say hi. We’re also pretty sure we’ve figured out who. I gave her a name, and she had a “talk” with him… Since then, it’s been quiet.
So that’s orbs folks! When they do pop in, it’s someone (or something – could be an angel, a guide, a pet)… saying HI!
On New Year’s Eve, my husband and I created vision boards (available on Instagram @revdawnlynn). As a family we are dreaming of a getaway to someplace warm maybe Puerto Rico, putting money away in a savings account, eating more veggies, exercising more, instituting a game night once a month and several other things.
I was also instructed by my guides to make a vision board for my business. Clarissa, my primary Spirit Guide, has been pushing me to come out of my shell and increase my presence in the public and online. After finding a perfect image for this, I resigned myself to doing it in 2014… My thought at the time was, “Just because I say 2014 doesn’t mean I have to do it immediately, I’ll worry about it in November… that is eleven months away!”
I should have known better!! On New Year’s Day (less than twenty-four hours later mind you!), a friend of mine who had offered to assist me in the filming of my first YouTube video sent me a text to see if I wanted to film then! My Spirit Guides certainly didn’t waste any time! Over the next couple of days we proceeded to coordinate a time, and after a house party ended early on Saturday we sat down and filmed.
In total it took about four hours, during which most of the time was spent getting me comfortable in front of the camera. After filming, Hilary stated “Phew!! What a relief! I have to tell you that I have felt compelled and anxious since the beginning of the year. Someone or something has been pushing me to get this done. To be honest, I didn’t want to do this tonight but someone was pushing me and wasn’t going to let me go home!!”
Michelle, a friend who was sitting in on the filming promptly responded, “Oh… you were feeling the wrath of Dawn’s guides. They are PUSHY!!”
Not surprisingly, like me, my guides can be insistent. Unfortunately for my friends, my guides’ pushiness is really my fault. As I tend to ignore my guides advice believing I know what is best for me (I know, foolish right?), my guides recruit (aka push) my friends to prod me… it’s a game we play and unfortunately for Hilary, she was the latest pawn.
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I live my life by the Jewish proverb, “What you don’t see with your eyes don’t invent with your mouth.” That being said, I tend to be incredibly skeptical.
Don’t think the irony escapes me. I recognize that most of what I do is in the metaphysical world comes from unseen forces… but, I have high standards and want demonstrable proof before I’ll just believe. Such was the case with black tourmaline.
Black tourmaline, for those of you who aren’t familiar, is touted to have the “power” to repel any and all negativity. Don’t get me wrong, I believe that all gemstones have some innate vibration that can assist people, but there has always been a part of me that is skeptical as to whether it is the stone in and of itself or the intent the individual places on the stone. My experience with black tourmaline, at least in its case, is it’s the stone.
Now on to the story…
At one of my previous “day jobs,” I was having a difficult time with my boss. While she is an incredibly ambitious person for whom I have a great deal of respect, however she is also controlling and a bear to work for. After months of struggling to smile and nod through the negativity and wade through the palpable heaviness that permeated the office, I decided I needed to do something. ANYTHING. So I did…
I went home and shifted through my collection of rocks, searching for my chunks of black tourmaline. The piece I selected was about the size of a small plum which I stuck in the back of my office desk. To my amazement, my boss – who is the, “I’m going to lean over your shoulder while you work and criticize what you do” type – stopped coming into my office! Rather, upon approaching my office she would stop abruptly at the doorway and bark orders from there… but would no longer cross the threshold. I was relieved but didn’t want to get my hopes up as maybe I was trying to see something that wasn’t there.
The new behavior from my boss continued for about a week, at which point several co-workers took notice and asked “Dawn, what type of spell did you cast??” They too had noticed that our boss no longer entered my office and seemed to steer clear of me. As I informed them of my small stone, they laughed. Part of them probably thinking, “Kooky Dawn…”
All that mattered to me was the black tourmaline seemed to be doing its job. Tensions in the office had paled some for which I was grateful. Maybe the job wasn’t that bad. And, maybe, just maybe, it really would be all that I had hoped for.
For those of you familiar with stones, you know that it is helpful to charge them. This can be done by placing them in the moon and/or sunlight, placing the on another crystal or placing them close to Mother Earth. As the full moon approached, I decided I should charge the black tourmaline so on a Friday before the next full moon I grabbed it, took it home and placed it on my porch.
Monday morning came. Rushing to get to work, I forgot the chunk of tourmaline. Monday turned into Tuesday, Wednesday and then Thursday and Friday.
That week was a challenge… the negativity was back (and from my perspective worse than ever). On Friday, several of my co-workers commented that my stone didn’t seem to be working anymore. When I told them I had left it at home, they laughed even harder.
You better believe that the next Monday the stone was back in my desk. And sure enough, it did its job and minimized the negativity. But over that next couple of weeks, I came to a realization. If I had to depend upon a stone to protect me from negativity, the environment was unhealthy and not one I wanted to remain in. As a result, I handed in my resignation (you better believe I had a piece of black tourmaline on me that day!)
What happened to the black tourmaline I kept in my desk? I left it to my co-workers. Not only had I become a believer in its “power,” but so had they! The icing on the cake for them came a few days before my last day. Everyone in the office went out to celebrate our Administrative and Executive Assistant. At that point, I’d cleared out most of my belongings out of my office but had opted to keep the black tourmaline around… just in case. It had worked so well so far, why abandon it at the end? But, I didn’t want to forget it so I carried it around in my purse. At the restaurant, two open seats (one at either end of the table) remained open when my boss flew in. She went towards the open one closest to me and her Executive Assistant but as she was pulling out the chair to sit she abruptly stopped and moved to the seat at the other end of the table. The Executive Assistant gave me a knowing glance, snickered and stated “You have that stone on you don’t you??” I just smiled back.
Since I’ve left, I haven’t heard whether the stone is still having its desired effect in the office. But the experiences I had were proof enough for me. I’ve become a believer!
Dawn Lynn is an EveryDay medium. She lives and breathes via her intuition, which as a fourth generation intuitive from a family of Spiritualists came easily. Her abilities became apparent in early childhood and were cultured by a supportive family. Through her Blogs and Vlogs, she wants to help you become the EveryDay medium too.