I had an incredible weekend. Truth be told. I didn't want to go. I wished to stay snuggled by the woodstove and be still within my thoughts; my favorite place to be... connected to Spirit♡
Friday night I met with a good friend for a reading. What transpired was so unexpected. That's the thing. Spirit presents to me; facilitates that which my client most needs to work through and understand. So often it comes from 'left field'. That is the gift. Happiness and a big breath♡ It also set the tone for a weekend of insightful awareness.
On Saturday I channeled many astounding readings at our local 'Healing Connections Festival'. My readings are often intertwined with fun and on that day it came with an unexpected twist. Following a quick break, I briefly stopped by another presentation table, a couple who were showcasing their Spiritual Meeting Place. While I was there, Spirit presented herself. I learned that a woman from their Meeting Place had recently passed away and, in fact, today was her funeral. The words came quickly and suddenly I blurted out, 'YOU need to be at the funeral. Did you go, are you going?' All I knew was that it was clear that they (specifically the woman behind the desk) needed to be at the funeral for some reason. When my conscious mind came to, it then hit me that they couldn't go because they were at the festival the entire day. Darn. I wondered back to my space and continued to present readings. A little while later I glanced up and whoa! The lady and gentleman had packed up and left! hun! THIS, makes me happy. The fact that they trusted in Spirit's guidance.
The rest of the day was much the same, one intense and insightful reading after another. I feel so incredibly blessed that Spirit allows me to do this. Still it blows me away. Where do these messages come from. Can you always trust the messages. Yes. They are from the Divine Spirit, whoever that is to you♡ and I do trust in Spirit.
After my day at the festival, I went with my best friend and mom out for a quick wind down of beer and nachos, followed by popcorn and a movie with my sisters, niece and mom! This is so incredibly grounding, remembering that who I am at my core and what is most important to me. There is absolutely no chance at feeling 'special' because we are grounded in love and not ego.
Yesterday I had a wonderful conversation with another good friend. We talked much about Spirituality and how some see it; perhaps better said, how we perceive others to see it. There are times when it feels from others that being 'Spiritual' means that we are striving to be 'perfect.' Perfect in terms that we don't do anything wrong or make mistakes, that we don't have fun, or drink, or get angry. But we do... all of these things. For me, being Spiritual means that I understand that I am on here, in this moment, in this body & mind, on a Journey of the Soul. And this Journey comes with many a challenge. And I know & understand that this is the path that I, my soul, chose♡
So, with that, what's my word for today♡ the first most important word is Ordinariness. understanding that whatever, whenever, in whatsoever situation, that I am whole, in every moment, and to allow all of the 'extraordinary' moment to become ordinary, with enjoyment, and fully living in each moment. That's what I mean when I spend time with my closest friends & family... they only allow for me, to be me. Nothing more, nothing less. Authentic & whole.
And there is such a sense of Harmony within this as I begin my days journey with first my alignment with Spirit followed by my chants of consciousness. Meditation is a place of resting in the heart, in tune with the natural rhythms of my own inner silence, always to make its way to the 3rd eye, the inner knowing of my path & journey; the essence & intelligence of who I am. In this place, I know that we can all reach this space. That's the ordinariness of it. Quiet the mind, open the heart, and sit still , discovering that peace and harmony is within; and that there is peace and harmony within every situation & challenge, outside of the ego.
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