Pain is a door. It can be used as a tool to help you free yourself from pain and oppression that is stored deeply in your subconscious mind from your childhood and past experiences. The misconception is that we are to try to do everything we can to get out of feeling the pain. On the contrary, if we embrace our pain with the intention of looking at it, we can see our ego self.
The pain that has been stored for a long while, often causes the actions, reactions and trouble we find ourselves in. Pain helps make you alert if you are willing to look at it this way, if you will embrace it as a teacher. But, we usually want what we want and that usually translates into pain avoidance, which makes pain go away, only to come back another day. And the pain will continue to come back another day, until you are ready to use it as a tool to set yourself free. Read the rest of this entry »
When people call for a psychic reading, they sometimes forget that they have the power to change their lives. They tend to believe that everything has been established, or things are fated. But that’s not necessarily true.
I don’t believe that everything is fated. If our lives are fated, then one doesn’t actually need to do anything other than sit and wait for things to happen. Many things in our lives simply cannot occur without our consent.
For example, you cannot get drunk without ingesting alcohol. It is never ‘fate’ that someone becomes drunk and hung over. Similarly, we can reason that many things occur in conjunction with our personal effort. Our fate is in our power. I believe that we have a lot to do with creating what is and the circumstances in our lives. Read the rest of this entry »
Many years ago I had the blessed experience to work with a Native American shaman. I had to travel deep into a canyon in Arizona. This particular canyon cannot be accessed without a tribal member as escort. I was picked up in a jeep and whisked off to an area surrounded with red rock cradled in Aspen trees.
The canyon cliffs shot up hundreds of feet into the sky, eagles flew overhead, trees whispered the message of the wind, and streams of clear water bubbled over the river rock.
Amidst the beauty of this place there was also great poverty. Children stood in the streams selling beads and various artifacts made from the surrounding nature. Packs of wild dogs ran wild, seeking food. I had one thing on my mind: enlightenment. Yet, I was disturbed by what I saw around me. Read the rest of this entry »
The first step we need to take when we are doing deep spiritual work is to face ourselves. In mythology there is a story of a monster that dwells on the border between the physical and the spiritual worlds. In order to reach higher realms, we must face and conquer this monster.
Facing ourselves takes a lot of courage. Facing ourselves means that we stop blaming others and take responsibility for our own actions. It can also involve taking responsibility for the actions of others, by accepting responsibility for simply participating in certain circumstances through thought, word, action and feeling. It also has a tendency to annoy us, or make us very uncomfortable. That’s the price of spiritual growth and freedom. Letting go. I talk about this a lot in psychic readings about romance. Read the rest of this entry »
When I first moved to the San Francisco Bay Area, I learned that if you want to get around quickly, it’s best to walk everywhere. All the time spent walking gave me the opportunity to observe a lot about myself and my thoughts, as I ventured through various nooks and crannies of the city. On these walks, I also encountered interesting sights, fascinating people, and many exciting places, including bookstores and restaurants.
Sitting on the steps of Sproul Plaza, at the University of California, Berkeley, I always found a ragged looking elderly man. He perched himself on the edge of the curb with a Marie Callender’s pie tin to collect money. But he was no victim; his energy was combative. He would yell at passersby, “I hate you!” If at all possible, people avoided him by crossing the street. His words still reached their ears, but that 50 foot distance gave at least some reprieve. Read the rest of this entry »
In his allegory Plato describes a dimly lit cave in which a group of prisoners are chained to a wall, completely immobilized. The cave represents the sensory human mind. When we believe that knowledge is what we see, taste, touch, smell and feel, we are trapped in a cave of misunderstanding. We are the prisoners.
The prisoners know no other reality other than the wall in front of them which has projections of shadow images. Its appearance resembles puppetry, as the shadows are created by people walking on a walkway carrying things on their head. These images are actually cast by the light of a fire behind them. The shadows are our perceptions that have been created from our limited experiences. These shadows are in some way representative of what we believe to be truth. What we see, we believe is real and true, however, what we are seeing is merely a shadow of truth. Read the rest of this entry »
Love is not easy. Whether it be loving yourself, loving another, loving your neighbor, your country. Yet, love is also not difficult to indulge yourself in. At any age we can love, we simply need to choose it over everything else.
Do you remember as a child how easily we loved our friends, our parents, siblings, and pets. I had a cousin who was absolutely in love with her little Red Wagon, that classic toy cart produced by the American company Radio Flyer. She would load this metal contraption with her pillows and blankets, climb in, and hug it. She animated an inanimate object, and projected emotion and much love into her red wagon. She loved her wagon and brought it to life. Silly? Not really. People love their cars, clothes, purses, shoes, and ego-driven identities… so, why not love a red toy wagon? Read the rest of this entry »
About 10 years ago, a friend of mine went to see a psychic in Cuba. It was a completely spontaneous decision made on the spot. She walked into the dusty old store and sat down. The old woman who was doing the reading handed her an old deck of Tarot cards. They were so worn that the figures on the cards were unrecognizable.
The old woman handed her the deck and said in broken English, “Hold them to your heart and place them face down when you are done.” My friend did as she was instructed.
The old lady studied the Tarot spread for a moment and said, “Heartache is making your body sick… broken….from a man that couldn’t love you. He had the broken disease and he gave it to you.” She closed her eyes and shook her head not looking up, “He left you for another.” Shaking her crooked finger back and forth she pointed at my friend, paused, and with piercing black eyes firmly said, “Leave it behind you and you will heal. Keep it in your heart and it will kill you.” Read the rest of this entry »