A Powerful New Healing Meditation Practice--Plus Special Phone Session and Download

We see with our eyes, right?

 

Well, sort of..... 

Some thoughts on ''seeing"

Plus a new healing protocol and meditation practice that can help you change
         How you see
                 What you see 

                      What you filter out.... and why

Would you like to

• Experience connecting more fully with your Higher Self?

• Understand the science that validates our self healing practices?

• Release the energetic imprinting in the optic nerves?

• Integrate and entrain healing frequencies to balance and reprogram the brain?

• Experience integrating eyes, brain, heart, chakras and higher self energies?

• Learn how to ground it all into a new and expanded way to perceive?

Read through to sign up for the special session introducing this powerful practice

 

Here's how this all came about:

 

One of my intentions going into 2015 was to ‘see’ more.  As an energy healing practitioner and spiritual counselor and coach,  this is obviously important. When I work, I shift into a higher, more finely tuned state of awareness and am shown how to track energy patterns in the client, release them so the client becomes more fully aligned with their soul and spirit.  So my request has been—I want to see more, more clearly, more fully.  And—I want to see what perhaps I’m still blind to in my own life.  

Isn't it funny how answers to our prayers show up?  Sometimes it's instant--like with simple things.  Other times, little clues start appearing and we don't even realize it till the clues start lining up and then it dawns--oh--this is what I was asking for!  That's how it was with this.  A few bits of information about 'sight' and 'seeing' showed up here and there--seemingly unrelated, and then the pattern emerged.

One of the first things I ‘saw’ was how we much use words and analogies for ‘seeing’, as well as our physical eye muscles when we try to figure things out, to understand and make sense of what is going on, what decisions to make and which way to go next.

And I kept hearing about situations where those born without sight can learn to read ordinary books with fingers and toes, and 'see' without eyes.  

I also noticed how the optic nerves, third eye, pineal gland and chakra line all converge in the center of the brain to create a grid like formation. 

Those of you who've had a healing session with me lately know that a lot of work goes on in the brain both energetically and physically--shifting and releasing patterns, programming and imprints.

It was brought to my attention by Spirit that it was time to include the eyes in this work, and to do it in a specific way. 

Did you ever notice how our eyes are kind of out there in front of everything, as if they are on guard and responsible—that they have to be the guardians of the rest of us hidden away inside.  The eyes watch, scan, and search taking in information and sending it to the brain for analysis.  And, because it is that imprinted and conditioned brain, we end up ‘seeing’ the world according to that conditioning.  

Our eyes seek that which we long for, and yet, because of the brain programming, often filter it out.  They look for danger, and often find it.  It's time to bring them home, give them a rest, and activate a new way to see.     

 

I’ve been playing with an experimental meditation practice that works with the eyes, the optic nerves and the optical centers of the brain.  We see with our eyes, right?  Well, sort of.....  This practice actually helps change how we see, what we see, what we filter out.... and why.

One of the things I've noticed is that my concept of  ‘seeing’ has changed. As I’ve practiced this chakra/brain/eye/heart/higher self alignment and connection, my whole being ‘sees’--it sometimes feels like my whole body is seeing, not just my eyes!  Or perhaps perceives is the more accurate word.  I’ve also noticed that I can relax.  The perception is coming from deep within.  Wow, what a sensation!  And everything seems to manifest more easily and with clarity.

I didn’t get that until I actually practiced relaxing and pulling inward.  Many of us have used the word 'centering', as have I.  And for the last several years. I've been using the conscious practice of aligning with my Higher Self to clear, balance, restore and more fully connect.  Yet consciously bringing the eyes into this practice has deepened and expanded it in a powerful and tangible way.   It is something I must practice often, because the habit of ‘looking’ outward and straining is extremely ingrained.  After all, we ‘see’ with our eyes, right?  

I’ve found that the busier I am, the more choices and decisions are before me, the more I need this practice, and then the easier it becomes to notice what to do, how to do it and how I might be standing in my own way.  It has brought a beautiful and powerful new ease and flow to my life, as well as depth to my meditation and healing practice.

I have been reminded of several verses from the New Testament of the Bible:  If thine eye be single, the whole body shall be filled with light.  And “I pray that the eyes of your heart be opened."

I'm excited to continue working with this personally and ‘see’ what opens up!

I'm also ready to share the experience of this practice and how you can use it to facilitate changes in your life.  If you're curious and ready, I'm offering a  group phone session at a special introductory price.  


Here is the information:

Thursday, May 21 at 5:30pm Arizona time (Check online to see your local time)




Cost: Live session plus Downloadable recording: $25

Note: You don't need to be on the live session--register anyway and receive the recording
 

Click here to register

I Looked and, By Golly, There Was a Rubber Band!

The other day a friend told me about someone who brings forth sacred objects, mainly gemstones, out of his mouth, after going into a deep trance state.  My first reaction?  Well, you probably can imagine.  But I just pulled back mentally, and did a bit of prayer/conversation asking what would be useful for me to know about this.  (By the way, it is called aportation and evidently, a number of people past and present do and have done that, including Sai Baba and of course Jesus.)

Last night at the gym I realized I’d forgotten a hair tie and I was going to steam and sauna.  When I walked into the steam room a rubber band was lying on the floor.  Coincidence?  Manifestation? Aportation?

We’ve been playing with manifesting and I think we’re being nudged to go into it more deeply and take it more seriously.  Serious—not in a somber sense, but as in paying more attention, even in each moment. 

That’s what came to me when I saw the rubber band—pay attention—there’s more going on here, and there is more possible. 

Did someone just leave it there?  Probably, but so what?  It all fit together like pieces of a cosmic jigsaw and I had what I had desired.  And it wasn’t even a big deal desire.  Yes, it would have been more uncomfortable sitting there with my hair down, but not life and death.  It was a reminder to pay attention, and to open the aperture of our minds to greater possibility.

It was a reminder to not slide into unconsciousness when in the middle of mundane activities.  Miracles—that’s what we call it when something outside our idea of what’s possible happens.  In a sense, everything about our lives is a miracle.  As our minds open to more possibility, miracles happen all around us every day in every moment.   Truly anything can happen if we just accept it as a possibility and relax into that.

Relax. That’s a biggie actually.  When I think back to the locker room, I remember the scenario:  I looked for a pony tail holder, discovered I didn’t have one in my bag, had a flurry of disappointment—actually projecting my emotions forward to the discomfort I would feel, and then said—oh well.  Then I walked into the steam room and there it was. 

Tracking is important because it leads down the rabbit hole to all kinds of stuff about our expectations, projections, thoughts and habitual responses and how those actually do manifest our reality. 

I work with numerology a bit, and this morning I remembered that this is an 8 year—2+0+1+5=8.  Eight has to do with authority, power, confidence and manifestation.  There is a lot more to it, including bringing forward those aspects of ourselves that are not quite healed and ready to step into those qualities, or how we perhaps misuse them.  I’ll write more about that next time.  But I believe that we are being given the opportunity by Creator here to pay attention, and allow more to show up for us.   

So, pay attention today.  Notice what you notice, relax and allow expansion to happen.  Oh—and post here what shows up for you—let’s see what happens!

 Don't forget to visit my website:  sedonahealingservices.com and sign up for your free numerology report!  If you  are coming to Sedona, be sure to look me up!

     December, 2014

Something is finally breaking open inside me. It has been cooking for 2 weeks.  Or more accurately, my soul has been nudging to break through, like a bird hatching from an egg.  How exactly, I don’t know yet. But it shows up as a deeper level of feeling and sensing. Feeling too much it seems, feeling raw, vulnerable and emotional.

I’ve slowed down, way down, these last couple of months, leaving my job at the shop, back home after family visits, and now these last two weeks of practically nothing of my old routine. At least on the outer. Well, not nothing exactly, just not the same. The house is in good shape, taxes are paid, the bathroom has been redecorated, and I’ve done some painting. And resting and reading novels and watching movies. Private client sessions and a breathwork. Not exactly nothing, but a big change in pace.

There is a deepening and a softening. Two days ago I tripped over some dog toys and smashed my little toe into the door jam. I did some energy work and took arnica. Not too bad now really, but serving to further slow me down and notice. It has taken this long to stop the internal spinning. I haven’t been unconscious during this time—at least not completely. There is always an awareness, a noticing, as I watched myself doing a bit of this and that, checking in with Source/Spirit/Higher Self for the highest choice in each moment. So I wasn’t blindly filling the time with busy work. It was all pretty much done. Which, I must say, feels really good. Everything is in good order, long put off projects are finally completed. There is a feeling, a sense of a completion of something. A new phase is about to begin. But when, and what, and where, and how? All the ego questions, but with a deeper sense behind the questions—noticing the shift.

The answer is—it shows up when all is ready. And the first step is inner readiness. So back to the breaking open. There is a realization now of a barrier within. Another layer of something somewhere around the heart that is ready to peel back and dissolve. And like the proverbial flower and butterfly, it cannot be rushed. It takes time, stillness and attention.  The courage to notice and feel.  As more and more of the outer activities fall away, the attention is drawn to finer and finer awareness.

It is important to know and remember always, in every moment, that nothing is ever really wrong. Uncomfortable maybe, but never wrong. I’ve had to check on that a lot lately because the normal routine isn’t there now.   But no matter what, everything is useful if we notice and watch. Just watch. Get quieter and soften into the experience of whatever the moment holds. Noticing even what seems to be emptiness, nothingness. Breathing into the heart space and surrendering the mind to the heart. Gratitude for it all, gratitude for presence. It actually feels good physically to do this.

So what lies beneath this next layer? That will unfold. Right now, I just notice how guarded my heart has been. And that’s not wrong. We are all conditioned by our life experiences to protect, to guard, to be wary. We are evolving now. As we dare to open more deeply to our own selves, to become ever more tender, loving and compassionate with ourselves, we notice the pain buried deep inside.   It’s as if our pain had to hide from our own judgment of it. And when we stop judging ourselves, suppressed layers dare to peek out to be dissolved in acceptance and love.  I have found that it is amazing how quickly these feelings dissipate when we stop resisting, allow them to show up and then just breath.

The last couple of weeks, I have been noticing and feeling a lot of really deep pain, loss and upheaval in those around me—family, friends, clients. I can usually not take it inside. As an intuitive and an empath, I work with this a lot, and I know how to take care of myself. But it seemed overwhelming this time—feeling too much, too deeply, wanting to cry and not really knowing why, because in truth my life is really quite amazing.   Perhaps that’s why I bashed my foot. It crumpled me to the floor in tears. I somehow knew the tears were not just for the foot pain. It was too deep. And so as I sit and rest, I allow myself to notice, to open, to feel.
And what’s beyond this unknown layer? More light, greater depth and openness, a greater capacity for peace, love and joy, and a deeper ability to show up for ourselves, loved ones, clients and the world.  It's exciting!

I often recall a quote attributed to Bishop Irenaeus in the first century: The glory of God is a human fully alive. It’s risky to surrender into the unknown, the breaking open, but therein lies what our hearts and souls long for: the freedom to embrace life and love ever more fully.

New Original Painting

This is a painting I completed a few months ago, and is part of my Masters Degree project in Shamanic Intuitional Practices which I received from Venus Rising University.  I've included the writing piece I did about this painting, the process of creating it, and what I observed through the process.

The painting, entitled Shaman's Cave, is a gift to my dear friend and mentor, Linda Star Wolf, in gratitude for her teaching, support and friendship.

 

This painting is an example of taking a less than satisfactory work from its dark place in the back of the closet and looking at it with new eyes, fresh energy and a fresh perspective, and then finding that the painting takes off in its own direction.  I originally relegated it to the “maybe I’ll take this up later” pile because of dull colors and an awkward composition.  I brought it out again recently, brightened up the palette and added some additional elements to the design in an effort to redeem it. 

I usually have difficulty naming my paintings.  I just paint them, and only name them if they are being shown, and something needs to be on the card.  This one was different.  I saw from the beginning it was a shaman’s cave.  The interior of the cave was in darkness—kind of a black hole in the center of the picture, which artistically wasn’t desirable.  As I worked the texture and the color, standing back to look at the effect, I noticed two eyes emerging, in perfect placement. 

The “walls” of the cave became her headdress; she became a shaman goddess.  The darkness in the depths of the cave became light.  Color, form and features appeared.  And, as so often happens, she became me.  The cave is within me.  The inner shaman emerged. The painting took form in its own time, as the artist was ready to be the instrument of its emergence into form.  In the same way our own inner shaman appears out of the dullness and awkwardness into the fullness of light and beauty that is its destiny.  

The Spiral Journey-Once More Around

Just before the arrival of 2012 I moved into a sweet little house in Sedona. It was the completion of a cycle that had begun more than a year before, when I had moved out of my first home in Sedona.  It was an unbelievable journey that included a bout with breast cancer, camping out with friends in guest rooms and on sofas—even living in a camping trailer for a while. 

This little adventure took me from the Smoky Mountains of North Carolina, to the beaches of Kauai and included completing the training to become an ordained Shamanic Minister, certified Shamanic Breathwork Facilitator, earning an MA in Shamanic Intuitional Practices and a PhD in Shamanic Psychospiritual Studies. It also took me to depths and heights of myself I didn't know existed.

Finally I ended up where I began—back in my beloved red rocks of Sedona. Where I began, but not—meaning I’m not the same. Life is a spiral, not a straight line. So, as I took that year-plus turn around this spiral of life, I arrived back at the same spot, but from a higher perspective, wiser yet humbler, stripped of much I thought was essential, freer, more open, lighter, and a lot more courageous.

I’m far from the only one experiencing bizarre life rearrangements. However, I will say, that as a good Scorpio and 4 on the Enneagram, I’m pretty much wired to take things to extremes and be a bit of a drama queen.

But seriously, at every turn I see and hear about lives in upheaval. Aspects of life we have so taken for granted are shifting, being lost, shaken up, disappearing. We are being challenged to our very cores to step into these upheavals, to let go of so much that is familiar, and recognize and trust that in the letting go, we are being ushered into places of greater freedom and limitlessness. All those parts of our lives we thought we couldn’t live without—when we dare to let go, we find we can expand into something more—more free, more flexible, more courageous.

It’s a lot like the story of Moses and the children of Israel when they were being prompted (nudged by the hand of God) by decidedly uncomfortable circumstances in Egypt to launch out into the unknown of a “promised land.” We so often hold on to situations, circumstances and relationships that are less than ideal, but are comfortable because of their familiarity, when our souls have something more for us.

I’m learning a lot about the brain these days, and there is a definite physiological component to staying with the familiar, even when it is uncomfortable. We become addicted to the familiar, to the particular cocktail of neurotransmitters that releases in our brains around patterns of behavior, circumstances and relationships, even when those patterns no longer serve our highest good, our growth and evolution.

So all of that—both the spiritual and the scientific- is what I fall back on when my own circumstances are shaken, when life takes a turn that is decidedly not on my wish list. I’m grateful for the teachers who have shown me the tools that allow me to see the good, to breathe, to surrender and to trust. And I can now say I am grateful for the circumstances that have allowed me to move from an intellectual understanding to a gut level, life on the line, experiential knowing.

One such teacher phoned me recently, inquiring about my journey of healing breast cancer. The dreaded C-word had struck in her close family, and she needed to know what I did, how I handled it, the healers I’d worked with and, how I was now—was it all still working for me. She is someone whose wisdom, training and teaching have inspired and informed me personally, and in my own writing and teaching.  In fact, it was much of her teaching that enabled me to handle the cancer the way I did.  So no matter who we are, how much we know, we are all taking our turn in going deeper into release, trust, surrender and growth. I was grateful that my experience could serve.

There is another Old Testament story I remember and refer to a lot: during one of the battles, Moses was instructed by the Lord that the Israelites would prevail  so long as he held his staff up over his head. Of course, Moses' arms grew weary, and each time he wavered and his arms started to droop, the battle would swing toward the enemy. The story is that his sister Miriam and brother Aaron stood on either side of him, and helped him hold up his arms.

They could not take over his job for him; he had to do his work. But they could stand with him and support him as he did what he was called to do.

So it is with us. As our family members and friends step into their own unique life experiences of learning, surrender, growth and transformation, we stand with them, lending strength and compassion as they in turn do their divine work.

One more OT reference comes to mind. When I began my own spiritual journey, I took with me a verse from Jeremiah: I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. Plans for good and not for calamity, to give you a future and a hope. I’ve held on to that. So far, so good. As I sit typing this in my lovely office, surrounded once again by beloved belongings, in the cozy tranquility of my new home, healthy, happy, freer and oh so grateful, all I can say is Thank You—to the Divine, and to all who stood with me as I did the work of this last year and made one more turn around the spiral of life.