Posts Tagged ‘abuse’
It was just one little message that came through for her. It wasn’t the message she expected. “It was so much more,” she said afterwards. It defined how she felt. And, it came in the form of only four words.
It was the summer of 2017. I received a call from a lady for whom I had never read before. She was very quick to get out her question and said that she had limited time to talk. I shared with her that I felt a strong female energy around her. I saw my symbolic image for ‘mother and child,’ so I felt this was may be her mother I was connecting with.
I felt such a loving presence. In my mind’s eye I could see her mother smiling. She told me to simply give her daughter this message: “She called me Mom.” I shared this with my client, and she immediately said, repeatedly, and I will never forget it, “Thank you!” She said it over, and over, and over. There was so much joy in her words. And then her time ran out and our call was disconnected. Read the rest of this entry »
People are too often stuck in a dark place in their lives, thinking that only a relationship, or financial gain, or a new job or house, is going to bring them happiness. The Dalai Lama says, “Happiness is not something ready-made. It comes from your own actions.” Take a moment to reflect on this statement. It is the simple truth, yet so many of us have a difficult time relating to the simplicity of it.
We have been brought up in a world where it is often believed that happiness is only achieved through external or material sources. But you and I are each responsible for our own happiness. This is a difficult statement for many to comprehend. How can that be? I have nothing. I am alone. I do not have a job. I do not have money in my bank account. I do not have a soulmate to love me.
The answer is very simple. No one else is responsible for your life, or your happiness. You are the sole creator of your reality. Do you choose to be happy, or miserable? Read the rest of this entry »
Some people had an idyllic childhood and they often wish they could return to that time of playful bliss, loving parents, guiding teachers and wonderful friends. But for others, the past is a horror-strewn path of destructive behavior, with insurmountable adult problems thrust upon them at a tender age. For them the past was a time of much emotional distance or cruelty at home. These memories are indelibly imprinted on the souls of the survivors, but with a much different feeling to be sure.
Although many can put their painful past in perspective, some relive those experiences day after day, harboring hatred and resentment. Read the rest of this entry »
After years of talking to people, I have to concede that the only fashion in which I can manage conflicting, left-over energies can be lengthy, but for the common review, lets summarize this for ease of use.
Since the brain itself has no real attachment to objects, it does not need anything to interface with to replace or re-use energies. Thus, for me, smudging, crystals, talismans or any other type of symbolic objects do not work, as it does not make sense to me.
To anyone who does have an attachment to an object, I would say, you could get as much protection from your teddy bear as you would an amethyst, though I imagine it would simply not look as spiritually intense or genuine. This is being expressed with a facetious objective, but in truth, should save you a little money as well. Read the rest of this entry »
In order to sort out the peculiarities of an odd situation that I am trying to decipher here, allow me to give you some background on the person this involves in order that you may draw your own conclusion as to what actually did transpire. And if it appears to you that this might seem just some idle ramblings of mine, I trust at the end of this narration you will be able to connect the dots for yourself, and arrive at a viable conclusion.
There is a young man I know by the name of Corey, who was born in a small town to impoverished parents. He was the youngest of a brood of eleven children. Even though Corey had a baby sister, it became immediately apparent after his birth that he would become the apple of his father’s eye. Read the rest of this entry »
I speak to several clients every day. Being an empathic, intuitive person, I can tell when someone has not been told that they are loved. Some folks never enjoyed special family time growing up, and some never even connected with at least one parent. It is really sad.
This is when I give self-care advice, which my clients love. The great feedback I get from my clients about this is that self-care empowers them to become less critical and judgmental of themselves and others. They just feel more free to be themselves, and allow others to be who they are. They learn to accept those who see things differently from themselves. Read the rest of this entry »
It may be helpful to make a list of all of the negative attributes of the person your trying to get over, but when we look deeper, as psychic advisors, we often see a web of energy entanglement present between the caller and the person they are trying so hard to sever ties with. There is often so much more going on than simply the physical and emotional. Hence, the challenge to break free.
“I want to release him,” says the client, almost pleadingly. Sometimes the caller can feel as if they are just about getting over the subject of their affection, and then… wham! A message, a media post, or sudden surge of longing surfaces to claw them back into wanting the relationship at any cost. This often reminds me of popular oldies like Engelbert Humperdinck’s Please Release Me and Gladys Knight’s Midnight Train To Georgia (I‘d rather live in his world… than live without him in mine). Read the rest of this entry »
Repressed memories are the hallmarks of deep-seated trauma and hurt. Recently a close friend shared her experiences with what she could only label as ‘repressed memory.’
For years she had a recurring vision that left her with more questions than answers. There were physical symptoms that went hand-in-hand with those visions, for she could hear the pounding of the blood rushing through her ears and she could smell the inside of the building she ran into. She also remembered the thoughts that were racing through her head, “I can never tell anyone about this…” She had no idea what it was she was withholding from herself and others. Read the rest of this entry »