I received an email claiming to be a novena this morning with this picture attached. However, it is nothing more than a chain letter preying on peoples fears and superstitions!! God does not want you to send copies of an email so you can have nice things happen and if you don’t send it terrible things will happen. (Plus it says it was started in 1952, eh, email wasn’t around in 1952 )
If you want to pray, then pray! You can go to mass, or visit the church when its quiet, or stop in the middle of doing the dishes say a prayer and offer it up. Go for a walk in the forest, spend time with people you love, be thankful. Hug your children, plant a flower, smile and be glad because you can. Sending an email is not praying. Sending an email is passive, prayer is interactive, you need to think it, feel it, believe it.
An email cannot mend a broken heart, but faith, hope, love, and kindness definitely will.
I went for a lovely, leisurely walk this morning. It was only about two miles, but it set me up for the day, got the blood flowing and the oxygen pumping. I really enjoy these morning walks, because it is one of the few times during the day that I can be competely ‘in the moment’. I leave the worries of the world behind me when I walk through the gates and into a different world. Bills, school-runs and housework don’t exist in this place. Here there is only the Autumn forest massaging my senses and clearing my mind.
Natures palette doesn’t disappoint as I catch sight of the edge of the forest, drawing me in to its canvas of green, red and gold. I walk where the fallen leaves are thickest. Unseen trickles of water surround me, treetops explode with crows startled by sound unheard by human ears. The air is cool, touching my fingers with a hint of the colder weather to come. I come to a break in the trees, and the sun blesses me with a whisper of warmth. I pause for a moment, and breathe in the forest air. The crisp leaves and damp soil bring the memory of a taste, the taste of a memory, of hunting for blackberries with my Dad. This forest is a healer, its aromatherapy is both grounding and uplifting.
I leave the forest reluctantly, the real world waits outside the gates. I am different now, not the same. The world is different too, harsh and hard compared to the softness of my forest. I will be back though, this soil, these trees, are my antidote to reality. I will be back when I need to reconnect, to nature, to myself, to simplicity.
I will be back tomorrow.
I was listening on-line when Heidi Sawyer spoke about the very changeable energy of 2012, (read about it here) but I mustn’t have taken it all in, as no sooner had I posted about being outside of my comfort zone than the fates had conspired against me & I found myself without premises & back working from home!
I was very surprised at my reaction, when I realised that the new premises were highly unsuitable for use. Rather than being disappointed, I packed everything into the car & headed back home (most of the boxes are still in my kitchen!)
I’m now running a psychic development class from my house & it’s working out great! I have 5 really nice psychic students & we’re having great fun :-) When Heidi mentioned the changeable nature of 2012 & how it would be best to ‘go-with-the-flow’, I guess I WAS listening after all!
I am SO far out of my comfort zone right now it’s almost scary.
I say ‘almost’ because in fact, I am incredibly excited too. I have just taken on a new place in Abbeyleix where I can do readings, teach classes and the rooms can be hired by practitioners by the hour too (there is a shortage of this type of thing in Laois). So there’s no hiding behind ‘well I just read for friends’ or ‘I’ll wait until I have another course done’. This is it, serious business! Time to grow up (!) in the psychic reader sense. I’m coming out of my cocoon of being a practicing caterpillar and becoming a wonderful doing butterfly.
The support I am receiving from my friends and family is phenomenal (do-doo-be-do-be) hehe sorry can’t help myself when I hear that word :-). As I say, the support is wonderful BUT I’m really on my own when it comes down to it. No-one else can make me get out there & talk to people, sell myself & take advantage of opportunities as they arise. No-one else can make me go to bed at a reasonable hour and make sure I get a good breakfast (Well okay, Heidi Sawyer’s doing a pretty good job of that!). You know what I mean though? This is me, my project, my baby, my success or failure. Funny enought I’m not as scared of failure as I am of success. Sounds daft right? What if I’m successful and can’t handle it? If I’m successful people will expect more from me, more time, more quality. What if I don’t measure up – they might realise I’ve no business passing myself off as a successful business woman. WHO DO I THINK I AM?!
When my thoughts head down that direction, I realise that it is my EGO talking. To be truly successful I have to get my ego to stay quiet and trust that my soul knows exactly what it is doing. I imagine my soul doing a ‘Cesar’ on my ego – have you ever seen the Dog Whisperer? TSCH! Down Ego!
TRUST – that is my lesson here. I must trust that there is divine order and timing to everything – why would I be stressed when this is exactly where I should be and what I should be doing?
Recent events in my life have changed my perception of certain things, and I keep hearing the title of that book in my head (no girls - not THAT book!) The Susan Jeffers ” Feel The Fear & Do It Anyway” Right so – here goes!!!
I had the honour to work with some wonderful people at the Mind Body Spirit this past weekend. As it was my first such festival, it was great to be part of a group which had so much to offer. Here are some of the photos from the weekend – Namaste!