A message from spirit guides
In my work as a shamanic healer and teacher, I connect to the wisdom of spirit teachers and power animals. These compassionate beings often share healing and guidance. One of the most frequent messages to come through is that they could be doing MUCH MORE to help us than we allow. We humans are sometimes rather silly. We get the idea that we have to do it ourselves - that it’s somehow “cheating” to ask for help from Spirit. Or that a divine being like Archangel Michael must have more important things to do, so we don’t want to disturb them....
“Don’t believe everything you think”
I was walking one morning recently, and I caught myself thinking, “I’m lonely.” It seemed like an odd thought to me, so I took a closer look: “I am lonely.” “Really?!?” I asked myself. “Am I really lonely? Who is lonely?” My soul is not lonely. Souls are not lonely. Souls are connected and free and expansive. My ego may be lonely. My inner child may be lonely. My soul is certainly not lonely. It would be more accurate to say that, “I am feeling lonely” or that “I am having the experience of loneliness in this moment.” Because I was reminded...
What our ego and feral cats have in common
A friend from my days in the corporate world lived in Mineral Point, WI. She and her backdoor neighbor took care of a feral cat colony - feeding and occasionally rehoming a friendly cat, but mostly trapping, neutering and releasing. They jokingly called themselves the Iowa County Feral Cat Society. She chuckled about the fact that feral cats think everything is going to kill them. “Ahh, a person, I’m going to die!” “Ahh, a bowl, I’m going to die!” “Ahh, a cage, I’m going to die!” Our egos are like feral cats. Our egos...
The Story of My Father’s Passing
January 24, 2015 The call came while in class. I normally keep my phone powered off when teaching, and this particular Saturday, I almost didn’t check it during our lunch break. But Spirit nudged me. There were numerous messages from my sister-in-law and mother, telling me that Dad was in the hospital in Phoenix where my parents wintered as snowbirds. My heart started pounding, and I took several deep breaths to ground and center before calling my mom. “What’s going on?” “Dad went to the ER this morning. He's got some kind of infection in his...
Detoxing after a session
Based on a suggestion by my chiropractor, I recently scheduled an appointment for a lymphatic drainage massage. Throughout the treatment, I held the intention that my body would welcome the assistance with this natural biological process and eagerly envisioned the old, stuck lymph being drawn up to my heart for release. I could feel the energy moving and shifting – exactly what I needed to clear inflammation out of my leg and knee. After discussing self-care steps, the massage therapist’s parting words to me were, “You may experience a few...