Danielle LaPorte is big, very big, on living your life intentionally with feelings as your guide. So this year, instead of a word to guide me, I finally hit upon the perfect feeling that I want as my guide through 2020.
I’d thought of joy, serenity, wonder, amusement, sparkly…and lighthearted covers them all. This year has been SO damned serious, both globally, locally, online, personally; I’m ready for a whole lot less of that.
Can you believe that 2019 is almost over? Boy, what a year, right? Hoping next year is better!
I was going through my pages and posts, making sure the links are correct (I’m not all the way through, so don’ t be surprised if you come across an old link…if you are reading older posts), updating a post here or there…and I decided that to usher in the new year, I’mdropping my prices permanently. With everything going on, my thought is that money is the what’s keeping people from purchasing sessions, so I’ve made it easier. No, they aren’t free (Lol), because as I wrote a while ago, alternative healers’ time is valuable, just as with any service you use.
30-minute sessions are now $20, and the 60-minute Dare is $55, changing the 90-minute to $75. I think those are reasonable prices, and I hope you will, too.
I haven’t been posting a lot of pictures online about it, but we have two roadrunners that come to the birdbath every day, and now they expect a little snack, too. My other half started giving them a bit of lunch meat, and now they show up, looking for it. The bolder of the two has started doing this, too:
I can hear it (telling the difference between a male and a female is damn near impossible, from what I’ve read) saying, “Hello? Second breakfast? You’re late.” This one “talks” to us, and will let me get within a foot of it! It’s amazing to see all the colors they really are, not just the brown and white that you first see, and how completely different they look when on guard, sunning, or going all camo under the bushes. I love it!!
Just call me “the Bird Woman”, hashtag #birdtheater. 😉
BTW, find me on Twitter, Instagram, and for those off-the-beaten path, Tumblr. I’m trying to keep up with all of them!
I’ve been thinking about this concept lately, and wondering about its validity.
I get that if you have a dismal outlook and expect the worst in all things, then yes, you are, in a sense, creating that reality because you are looking at life with muddy glasses. But does that mean you’ve “created” that life?
That’s a lot of pressure to put on people, don’t you think? It gives the feeling that you should monitor your every thought because if you’re not always only thinking positive, cheerful, manifesting thoughts, then you yourself have created that extra bill, the car accident, the unexpected doctor visit.
Really? So negative thoughts caused a child’s cancer? I don’t buy that.
Look, I work with energy and I know how it can help a person release stuck emotions and issues, but I still have trouble with the concept that we are the masters of our own fate so such a degree that every thought means something. Sometimes a thought is just a thought, isn’t it? As Jessica Dore wrote below, “Every thought is not a message”, which I love. And if that’s true, then doesn’t it stand that every thought also isn’t a building block in our life?*
There’s a situation that has been going in my life for three years now. Yes, I think about it daily because it’s an almost daily occurrence (boy, I can’t spell that word!). Most days it happens, and then some days there’s a reprieve. If I’m thinking about it every single day, how is it that there are days when it doesn’t happen? I’m never thinking positively about it, because it’s something i wish would stop and it doesn’t look like it’s going to, meaning there’s a LOT of negative energy that I focus on the situation…so why isn’t it a 7 days a week/52 weeks a year event?
PS: in light of the latest news about Facebook, I am no longer using Instagram. I haven’t deleted my account yet, but I no longer log in. I am trying out Tumblr again, and I do of course still have my Twitter account. I like Tumblr; lots of pictures, helpful people, and there doesn’t seem to be so many trolls as on Twitter. If you’re there, give me a follow and I’ll do so back!
Another cool, crisp morning filled with hot air balloons…yes, it’s October in the high desert! The weather shifts so quickly into the cool nights, but the days still require swamp coolers or air conditioning. Colds and the flu are right around the corner.
This weekend I sent light to someone in Canada who has been navigating the world of chronic illness for a while now, and it made a difference in little ways: she hadn’t been able to eat but could after, pain was relieved, and her hands steadied during a stressful point, enabling her to complete a necessary task.
It’s those things that energetic boosts can help with but get overlooked as we tend to expect big, grand gestures of healing, when many times the little ones are just as important.
So as the cold and flu season comes upon us, keep in mind how I could be of help: the easing of a headache, loosening the congestion in your lungs, helping clear your sinuses, calming your stomach…it all matters!
I’ve been a fairly consistent journal-keeper since high school (oh, those angsty poems!), but over the past few years that habit has fallen to the wayside. My present journal was, if I remember right, started two years ago! It’s a 5-subject notebook, and I’m not even half-way through it. That’s not normal.
Last week I was writing a note in my planner (at that time a Passion Planner), and it occurred to me that using a planner, rather than a simple datebook, could be part of the reason my habit has dwindled.
Between trying to make a planner work for me, and social media, my thoughts are more scattered…and more public. By the time I sit down to journal, I’ve either posted a mini version of what I was thinking, or added it to the planner to, quite frankly, keep it from being full of blank pages. I’m no longer diving deep into my thoughts and feelings, and I miss it.
Is this something that’s happened to you, too? Are you ok with it, or are you trying to get back to keeping a journal, and if so, how? I’ve tried prompts, but not in a while; I may have to give them another shot and see if that gets things rolling again.
This morning I was reading through a notebook I have, filled with scribbles and quotes and manifestos, all relating to my energy-shifting work. Some ideas popped into my head, but I got a bit overwhelmed and decided to check Twitter.
I have two accounts, one public, and every single time I read that one, my head wants to explode with regards to what is going on in this country and how excellently someone’s diversionary tactics are working. People miss the true stories in the flurry.
Every day there are more and more horrors being perpetrated without repercussions, climate change is beyond ignoring, and every single one of us, even those who try to ignore it all, are affected.
All this stress and anxiety is wearing on us, bit by bit, and sometimes it feels as if there’s no way to deal with it.
I can help. No, I can’t fix the current administration, nor can I cure your chronic anxiety or depression, but I can give you a bit of relief for a while.
You don’t have to drive anywhere (though I would recommend not driving during your session), wear anything special, stop what you’re doing (you can, obviously, if you like)…heck, you don’t even have to believe in energetic shifting! No matter what you do or believe, it always help you in some way; sometimes in big, obvious ways, and sometimes in light, subtle ways (check out my Testimonials page to see how it has affected people).
30-minute sessions are $35. We can go longer if you’d like, or if you really want a deep shift, there’s my favorite session, Dare the Possibilities (this one tends to put people to sleep for the deep healing boost).
All you need to do is make your payment here (put your email address in the notes just in case, please!), and I’ll contact you within 24 hours and we’ll set up a time! Easy-peasy. 🙂
” Fibromyalgia is one of the most common chronic pain conditions. The disorder affects an estimated 10 million people in the U.S. and an estimated 3-6% of the world population. While it is most prevalent in women —75-90 percent of the people who have FM are women —it also occurs in men and children of all ethnic groups. The disorder is often seen in families, among siblings or mothers and their children. The diagnosis is usually made between the ages of 20 to 50 years, but the incidence rises with age so that by age 80, approximately 8% of adults meet the American College of Rheumatology classification of fibromyalgia.”
That’s an astounding number of people.
Yesterday I was reading Stacey Chapman’s blog, Fighting With Fibro, and I came across a comment from my mother. She has her own blog called Strangely Peculiar (which completely fits her), and has fibromyalgia for decades. Seeing that comment really brought home the fact that fibro is hereditary, though I hadn’t know that til very recently.
It also brought to mind the time when I first discovered that I could help others feel better, and I wanted to try and do what I call, ‘sending light’, and called my mom to see if she wanted to be my guinea pig. Now my mom is just like Scully…woowoo isn’t her thing, but facts are. So I figured she would be the person to ask, rather than someone in my woowoo world, because I would get from-the-hip feedback.
She agreed, and I began to send. Within 10 minutes she called and asked me what I had done?, and I kind of freaked out. I thought I’d messed something up or hurt her, but it was the exact opposite. She felt better, her head was clearer, her pain had lessened…she was amazed and I was, too. She has a comment here on the website concerning another session, that still, to this day, makes me smile.
I admit that I haven’t sent to her in too long (sorry, Mom), but today is a chill day and I plan to do just that. If anyone else would like some light, click here to purchase a session – the best part is that you don’t have to go anywhere or do anything to receive the light! – and I’ll get back to you and we’ll set up a time. A 30-minute session is $35.00. If you have any questions, you can contact me.
BTW, my flare has lessened some, but is not completely gone. I’m relatively new to this level of severity, and I cannot imagine how those of you who have it 24/7 function; I would love to just crawl into bed and stay there. Major kudos to all of you!!!
Which is why I haven’t posted in so long. There’s too much to say, too much horror going on in the world and this country, too much…everything. What do you say to all that?
So I sit and retweet things on Twitter because others are saying it all and there’s nothing I can add to it. I cry and my heart breaks more and more each day. And don’t say “we aren’t this”. Obviously a vast amount of us ARE. And admit it, we always have been. We just sugarcoat things in history books and the news and to ourselves. Humans have an innate fear of things we don’t understand, and that turns to violence and rage and wars and murder and the list goes on and on.
Not totally, but in many ways. Think about those little comments you say in your head when you see someone different, you know, the ones you would never say out loud because they aren’t nice things to say. It’s almost an unconscious act to have those thoughts. The problem is when people act upon them. Then the shit hits the damned fan and we end up with concentration camps (again…don’t forget that we’ve had them before; no ovens doesn’t mean they weren’t) and the government we have because they freaked out over a black president (what nerve he had!, they think)…
So…maybe not so much at a loss for words.
And this wasn’t even meant to be the focus of this post! I’m having a fibro flare like never before, and I am lost in the pain. Swimming in it. Someone get me the hell out of this pool, please. I’m reading fibro blogs, and something not in the slightest bit important jumped out at me: I like to read blogs, if they aren’t decades old, from the beginning if they interest me. Please, PLEASE put a calender widget in your sidebar! I read a post, hit ‘back’, and then have to scroll through the entire blog to get back to where I was. Over and over. ETA: discovered that if I read them via WordPress Reader, I can scroll through all the post. Win!
I’m just sayin…
I’m too tired to eat properly, which isn’t helping at all, and I’m not sleeping enough, again, not helping, and I sit and read Twitter and blogs. I haven’t had a healing light client in months, which hurts my soul (honestly. I’m great at my day job, but it doesn’t feed my purpose in life), and this week, due to this flare, I won’t have a paycheck next week. Fun times.
OH, and I keep coming across people noticing that things they are doing online (and of course on their phones) are showing up as ads on FB and IG. Even from text messages. I re-upped IG recently because “everyone is on it and it’s the biggest marketing tool out there”…but those niggling feelings, coupled with our government now, has me planning to drop it again. Not that Twitter isn’t checking out our shit, too, I know. Stonekettle says that CounterSocial is a bullshit/Nazi/troll-free site, similar to Twitter, but you know how it goes…getting people to shift to something new is harder than getting that fake dude out of that office he didn’t actually win.
Dayna Nuckolls of The People’s Oracle has been talking on Twitter about how words matter, and the ease with which we forget that point and don’t always think before we write or speak. That attention really needs to paid to the words people use, especially these days in the time of a man who spouts “Fake news” and lies as easily as most people breathe (my words here, not hers).
I always have had a difficult time telling people what I do, in that sort of elevator description way. “I do energy healing” sounds…odd. What does that mean? And how do I heal you?
I’m not a healer. I do not heal you. I help you. What I am is the conduit for Divine healing energy (I call it “light” because of the colors some people see), but I’m not the one who knows what needs to be helped deep down inside, who loosens what needs to be loosened, who releases what needs to be released, who infuses you with the exact amount of light for your specific need…I’m not. I’ve never claimed to be and never, ever will claim to be.