A few hours ago I was pulled from my dreaming by the sound of long continuous honking. As my consciousness came back to my body and the earth, it greeted silence. I wondered was the honking external or had it been part of my dream? In my sleepy haze, the question faded, and I began to drift off again. I suddenly awoke fully with a start to loud pounding at the door. I realized I had to get the door as my husband was not here, that made me the one in charge. I stumbled downstairs with no time to even think. I was alone, up north with my sister, brother in law, and their kids. Not wanting to wake anyone, but unsure what was going on, I hurried to the door. There are no neighbors this time of year. Was someone in trouble or distress? I opened the door and the snow plough man tells me I need to move my car that I had parked at side of road because he couldn't get around it. I had parked there because the snow filled driveway was inaccessible. We had hiked our supplies in. So I got my keys and followed him up the hill, waking up now in the early morning cold. I had a few realizations walking up that hill.1. no one knows where I am. My sister and BIL are sleeping.2. It would be easy for him to (insert whatever your half asleep, fear-based mind could make up, here)After rolling a few scenarios around in my mind, I rest back in the faith that I'm safe and continue up the hill. If I'm not it's too late to turn back now.3. I was feeling the cold. I take stock that I'm in pjs & boots-no hat, no mitts etc.So I get into the van and drive down the road until I find a flat driveway without too much snow to pull into so the plough can get past me-this sounds simple enough but was next to impossible and about 2.km down the road. The plough passed me and I wait for it to turn around at bottom of the road and pass by me again before pulling out of the spot I'm in. I then realize I cannot go back and re-park where I was. I now have to park my car somewhere else and walk back. I know the road fairly well and know this will certainly be a bit of a hike. I also know that because of my earlier haste, I am improperly dressed for such a hike.I drive down the road and eventually find an area off to the side where I can safely park.I know I have to walk back. No hat no mitts and in pjs. I did go to bed with long underwear under my pjs as the fire hadn't heated the place up yet-so I take comfort in that.I get out of the car grab a gift basket my sister had left in the car (to save her a trip later)and I start walking. It's cold. I'm tired. I'm holding a gift basket. What was I thinking? I switch hands from basket holding to my pockets in an effort to stay warm. The snow is so cold it crunches. Loudly. I contemplate how it was silly of me not to remember to move the car-something my husband always did-and he wasn't here-but he always did it so I never even thought of it.I'm still walking and I'm getting really cold. I have a bit of a ways to go. I'm now annoyed. I only had a few hours sleep. I was already up at 3am stoking the fire. I had maybe 3 hours of sleep the night before. I know my neice and nephews will be up Early. My plans to get a proper sleep are fading fast. I trudge along feeling sorrier and more annoyed with myself. It's dark it's cold. Why am I carrying a gift basket? That's crazy. Are there coyotes up here? Would they be placated by chocolate? Why do the dark tree stumps look like people lurking?I trudge. I contemplate. I mind-complain. I get colder. The road goes on forever. I start to freeze.And then something happened.I looked UP and was literally stopped in my tracks.There in the clear night sky was one of the most beautiful moons I have ever seen. Complete with planets and bright stars all around. I was frozen in place just staring at it all like a fool. I'm pretty sure my mouth was hanging open in awe (I was still half asleep-in my defense)I was- in that moment-Absolutely Transformed.I went from a miserable, mind-complaining, freezing cold, wretch of a girl to a grateful and inspired human being. I placed the gift basket down on the ground, and just took in the fullness of the scene, appreciating that I was completely alone in beautiful nature. Silence, moonlight, snow so cold it crunches, bright stars, glowing moon, I felt so small, so taken care of, so loved and blessed. To be Present in this Moment-which now felt like a Miracle.I Thanked God, the universe, all of creation For My Life, for the miracle of living breathing and experiencing. I was so Thankful and Grateful for that moment, for having eyes to see and for the experience.What began as an interruption and large inconvenience in my life, had instantly shifted into a precious moment. And it made me realize, these moments are Everywhere.... Always. They happen throughout our day All The Time but our mind/personality/perception does not always allow us to see.Sometimes we need to be taken outside of ourselves( by strange events or circumstances largely outside of our control & comfort zone) to see anything at all.It is our Perspective that is Everything. Nothing in my scene or experience had changed here. Nothing at all.But I changed.And all it took was a moment.And I am so grateful for the reminder.So what is the point of this story?What indeed. : )It is this....Please look at something in your life today, or even last week, or further into your past that on the surface you judged as an inconvenience or unwelcome. Go back into the experience of that time, and find that moment of truth. That moment of clarity. Your own 'jewel' or 'pearl' from your experience and sit with that.Keep in mind there are no 'accidents' in life.If you do this with an open mind and heart, I guarantee the wisdom and awe that will flow over you will be no less greater than what I just experienced moments earlier. A moment so great I did not return to the sleep I so desperately thought I wanted and needed, but chose instead to share this moment(via a teeny & inefficient keyboard on my phone) with all of you. Now that is divine inspiration!Big hugs,Kerri
I'm LOVING The Body!
I'm in the middle of completing my Medical Intuition training and yesterday I experienced complete and utter awe and reverence for the body.Before I explain I should probably explain Medical Intuition a little bit and this will help me practice how to explain it because it is unique and different from all my other services.Medical Intuition is a modality in which the practitioner goes directly to the body for the information. To help you understand I am going to briefly explain my other main modalities.In a Channelling session I am going to my guide(s) for the information and just reporting whatever I am shown told experience etc.In a Medium session I am going to the loved one(s) who have crossed over for the information.In a Reiki session I am going to the body AND the energy field AND the layers of energy for the information which can come from anywhere(guides, angels, body, mind, emotions etc. etc..)It is kind of like a smorgasboard of information as the healing is happening as well.So in Medical Intuition I am going to the body. The body only. No guides, no departed loved ones, just the client's body. It is a different way of working and to be honest I find the whole process very thorough and intense. Intense because it can take me up to 4 hours to complete a scan.Also intense because there is absolutely no way to prepare for what the body will show me. Every 'body' is different, every scan is different, and sometimes the information can seem a bit odd to me-however the information IS from the client's body for that client so they often resonate with what makes little or no sense to me.It is similar to channelling in that regard because in a chanelling session I have no idea about 99% of the information relayed. It makes no sense to me..it is for the client and my job is to deliver it clearly and accurately not to interpret it and definately not to to colour it with my belief or my 2 cents.I had a teacher who once said we all filter channelled information-or information from spirit through the 'dirty rag' of our personalities. At the time I laughed at the analogy, however as the years go on I realize the absolute brilliance of this statement.That 'dirty rag' is our beliefs, our culture, our fears, our limitations, our upbringing, our agendas, our personality etc.I have consciously worked on myself for many years and still do to this day to become a clearer and clearer channel and to stay completely out of a channelling session in that I am simply there as the reporter of the information.What I have noticed about channelled information over the years in books and online is that it is very clear to see another's 'dirty rag'.Information from spirit is Never fear based. It Never tells you what to do. Absolutely spirit will guide and suggest and help when asked. But spirit will Not 'you should', 'you need to', 'you have to', or 'watch out for'.Those kinds of statements are red flags for me that the person channelling has way too much of themselves in the session.Also if the person delivering the info. has an agenda, or wants the person receiving the take the advice..that is a red flag too.Spirit does not interfere with anyone's free will. EVER. We NEED to ask for help to give them permission to even intervene in our lives! That is why so many people experience miracles after they finally get down on their knees and pray. They have FINALLY asked for help and so it arrives.This wasn't meant to be a post on channelling and MI is NOT channelling, but there are similarities.In MI when the practitioner connects with the body they cannot bring any preconceived notions, or assumptions from other modalities or any kind of healing background. One simply connects to the body and allows IT to tell the story. That story may be more in the physiology or anatomy, it may be a more emotional piece, it can even touch on previous times, or the client at other ages.I'm getting to the point-bear with me. For those who know me I tend to talk in a meandering 'circular' fashion....but we get there..eventually. : )
So the last few days I have been re-immersed in this work, and the other day we had to do an exercise or skit to act out one of the body systems.Our group was assigned the nervous system. We had around 10 minutes to figure out how we were going to act it out. Well the nervous system is HUGE and does so much! How can 3 people understand it and come up with a skit to act it out so the other group can guess what it is?! Honestly?Well, we figured it out but I have to tell you, the amount of co-ordination and thought to do that was a lot. And we were just acting out 2 or 3 simple responses the body would have.After that experience I sat at my desk in awe. (I hope my mouth was not hanging open while I was in awe but I can't be certain it wasn't)One thing for sure I realized our bodies are utterly AMAZING! Imagine! Your body works 24/7 and it works diligently. It is rarely thanked, often abused and still keeps going. It never complains but more or less asks for help via different sensations that we often ignore. Eventually when part of a system does crash we often meet that with frustration or anger because it cannot do it's job.Honestly if any of us were required to work 24/7 at that pace with no break, no recognition, no thanks, no reward, well we would leave after one day. But not the body. It silently organizes and operates things we cannot even wrap our head around. And we believe the wonders are off this planet in the vast universe somewhere out there?! I tell you the greatest wonder you could ever hope to experience IS you!I wanted to send my body a thank you card, and apology letter for years of not recognizing it's hard work. To wait all of these years to have this kind of epiphany...well it's a long time to go.And while I was unwell weeks ago I was too annoyed at having to slow down to even stop and think that perhaps, just perhaps, I have been too hard on my body. I have technically been an 'abusive' employer. I have to be honest, felt more than a little ashamed after that.So if anything I hope you get out of this post a deeper reverence for the skin you are in and everything underneath your skin. Your remarkable body that has gotten you through this life so far and continues to do so. What deeper love can anything have than our body for us? It is as selfless as a mother, looking after us first, rarely complaining and keeping us here so that we can have this earthly experience.I Thank my body for giving me this experience so that I can better understand it, appreciate it, and have reverence for all that it does. This MI class has been challenging, and rewarding but most of all it has reconnected me to my body in such a deep and appreciative way that I am so very thankful for that.I hope you can look at your own body through New eyes today-even if and especially if -you have a had a rocky relationship with it. Recognize all it has done for you, and send it some love, or at the very least a heartfelt thank you. : )