Posts Tagged ‘sadness’
After my youngest daughter left home, I certainly had a case of the ’empty nest syndrome’ for a short period of time. I chided myself, for I felt the same way when my oldest daughter moved out. I had that feeling of ‘someone was missing’ and ‘nothing is the same.’ However, this time it was different, for it dawned on me that I had never lived alone before.
I have been putting off writing this blog. It still hurts to write about losing my dog, Chopper, in October of 2016. It stays with me. Clearly, I am not over this loss. If a dog can be a soulmate, Chopper was one of mine. Is this a metaphysical topic for a metaphysical blog? I would say yes. How much more spiritual can building a loving relationship with another creature be? And them allowing you to sit with them while they pass?
I met Chopper when he was two years old. He was at a shelter a couple of hours away from my home. His foot was injured from trying to paw his way out of the kennel and he had non-contagious mange. He smelled awful! 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 »
I thought it was time to visit my Grandfather’s grave again and bring him some treats that he asked me in life to bring him from time to time. It is a several hours drive, but the trip is never quiet or lonely, because he is usually sitting next to me in the car.
On his trip, he kept telling me I was the “best granddaughter ever.” And I kept telling him, as I always did when he was alive, that I was his “only granddaughter!” Although now, as time as passed, he has several great granddaughters.
There is the fashionable notion these days for individuals to be branded as ‘psychics’ or ’empaths’ if they are emotionally sensitive, or display a high level of compassion towards others. It is automatically assumed that people who are emotionally highly intelligent must also have an exceptional capacity for extra-sensory perception (ESP). Nothing could be further from the truth.
If anything, I believe this myth is only serving to confuse and mislead people, and may even cause further emotional damage, by imposing unreasonable expectations on some highly sensitive, or even emotionally vulnerable people.
I had many traumatic paranormal experiences in my childhood, and I was constantly overwhelmed by extra-sensory perceptions I did not understand. To find reliable information on the subject in those days was near impossible. The confusion and frustration I had to endure in my youth – often due to the ignorance of others – made me vow to research, learn and share as much as I could about psychic abilities. If I can spare just one gifted child unnecessary trauma, or inspire just one adult to come out of the ‘clair closet’, the bewilderment I had to endure would all be worth it. Thus, the reason for this article. Read the rest of this entry »
Being an empath definitely has its pros and cons. I use my empathic ability every day in every psychic reading I do. I connect with a person sensing their emotional state. Sometimes it’s happiness, sometimes it’s sadness, sometimes it’s love, and sometimes anger.
When I was younger it was hard not to carry my psychic work over into my own life. I would talk to a client who was broken hearted over losing a loved one through death, or a bad breakup, and after the reading those feelings would stay with me. It took some years to get to the point where I could shut those feelings off.
Sadness is the hardest for me to deal with. When I am reading for someone who is hurting emotionally, it touches my heart. I actually experience the same feelings of sadness they are feeling. It can be devastating for me, because those feelings are amplified for me, but with many years experience I have learned how to deal with them. Read the rest of this entry »
It is a very sacred experience having pets here on your earth dimension. as it opens up many opportunities for you to continue with your expansion and your evolution here on this planet. There is a purity and sanctity in their love for you that you will find no place else.
Your pets bring many gifts and blessings to you, helping you to stay present in your life, in your day and if you are able to bring your pets to work on occasion, if at all, this is a very healing experience for you both.
Julie is quite privileged to be able to work at home. In the beginning, her pets were quite an annoyance as she went about busily with her tasks, but as she began to open up to the idea of being more present, more aware and not so caught up in the busy-ness of doing, she began to realize a great opportunity that her pets presented to her. 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 »