Shifting Waters Carry Fresh Energy

Hello to new and old readers alike and welcome! I hope to hear from some of the new followers! Please say hi and let me know what’s happening with you.

I am grateful to have you on-board.

 I recently made a few changes to the blog’s look and theme.  I changed the tagline to ” Moving at the Speed of Lite”. It many sound familiar, because it is also the title of a post from a while back. Every so often the tagline feels stale so a few days ago I  unceremoniously came up with a one-liner that works.

I know my spirit is moving at least as fast as light, which we call “lite” here at the Chronicles. Some of this movement may be the raising of my frequency and some of it is definitely feeling overwhelmed by all that I encounter internally and externally. Many would agree with me that our planet is speeding up with massive over-stimulation and chaos. I prefer to highlight the joy, but ignoring the shadow is not doing the planet any favors. Many folks say that the light and dark are showing up now more than ever.  So for now this new tagline will help describe my mission, to convey my journey while navigating this new accelerated speed.

I have also played around a little with the color scheme , hoping to spruce things up a bit. Let me know your thoughts in the comment section. I am always interested in getting some feedback.

The photos in this blog were taken at Longwood Gardens with my new smart phone. While I am still figuring out how to operate this device, I must say I like the higher quality images and the ability to take loads of pics without having to delete some for  lack of memory. I chose images with water to highlight the sacral chakra. I learned today at an energy workshop that all of the chakras have an element assigned to them. The sacral chakra is associated with water and is emotionally – based. On Thursday my massage therapist said that this chakra needed balancing. It is also connected with the large intestine and can be one of the chakras effecting digestion. In any case, I am working on digesting whatever I encounter and not staying stuck there. These images encourage flow, movement, and harmony so I am setting an intention to get back on track and let life flow through me.

I still plan to write about how I spent my winter so that I can properly catch up with all of you. I find the process to be therapeutic at times, and writing about my experiences helps me integrate them and release them sooner rather than later. Being unemployed again has not been easy for me. I dread it when someone or something I love is removed from my life. I loved working with my guys at the rehab and I was surprised how important that job became in such a short time.

I treasured Anthony Bourdain and he was taken from me too soon. I saw some of myself in him, but more in terms of my potential.  He had an infectious balance of passion, intellect, curiosity, and sensitivity. He was living my dream by being able to inspire, educate, travel, write, meet fascinating people and sample the world’s cuisines. He was a badass with a huge heart. But it appears his shadow got the best of him and he gave into his darker impulses. I realize these losses are not personal, but they still feel personal. I can strongly relate to the stories of those who are survivors and come from behind and do great things. However, here in 3D, no thing is eternal and to quote George Harrison, all things must pass.

I am so moved by those who can transform themselves and live life fully. So I honor my heroes who are recovering addicts or recovering from anything toxic by working on myself. I take photos, apply for jobs, participate in new activities, delve into subjects that excite me, and balance the new with the respect for the old. We do not usually get to decide when change is upon us, but we can decide how to cope with it.

I am still exploring what I want to do next. What type of career path should I pursue? How can I best be of service? I want to continue helping awaken the planet and not much else interests me anymore. Can any of you relate to narrowing one’s focus in this way? The trick is to find the best way to serve that is uniquely meant for you. How do you know what it looks like? Does length of service matter at all? What about function, setting, location? This can be overwhelming but the guiding principle in this process is to do what feels good in the body and participate where I can grow and develop along the way. At least that’s the motto for today!

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I Don’t Have Words

Hey litebeings, I don’t have words, no not yet. I am still preparing my next post while processing my emotions and navigating this  “new now “.

Although  I have no words, I DO have something for you. While re-reading my post Could You Be  Loved?  , I was curious about the video I featured.  I remember how powerful the message was, but that was all I remembered. So on this void of course Scorpio Moon I re-viewed it again.

Damn, my mind is blown!

So if you are up for a little mind-blowing, check this out:

 

until we meet again, litebeing

Sink Deeper Still

Hey litebeings,

Just fell in love with Sue’s poem and want you all to feel the profound power of this piece. I felt such a shift just reading the words. I bet you will too. Have you reached the portal? Let me know in the comments section.

love you Sue!

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Close your eyes and sink into the velvet dark

Now concentrate, can you see that spark

Of light, that pin-prick hole

Sink Deeper Still, to the centre of your soul

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Shut out the din, that constant clatter

Of who said what, and media chatter

Flick the switch, turn off the noise

Sink Deeper Still, into inner poise

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And when you reach those velvet depths

Allow your heart, in beats get swept

With Cosmic waves of Peace and Love

Sink Deeper Still to float above

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And as you rise up out of self

Your body’s functions no longer felt

That pin-prick hole now expands

Sink Deeper Still, to far off lands

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For now, we’re free to fly afar

Remembering we are made from stars

Each holding codes of long-lost Light

Sink Deeper Still, now out of sight

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And so, it is we ebb and flow

Experiencing…

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Staycation Wind-up

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Howdy litebeings! Happy New Aquarius Moon, Happy Mars in Aries, and Happy Chinese New Year ( Rooster Year) ! There is so much energy unleashed and most of it is in fire and air. Currently I have many planets in my 12th house ( including the new moon) so I embarked on a stay-cation. Many of my recent vacations over the past few years have been of this variety, simply because I did not have the funds to travel. But as an INFJ, it is imperative that I have periodic escapes from people, places, and stimulus overload. So I allow myself time to disconnect from obligations and stressful activities. Be aware this is a LONG entry, even though I left some material chronicling my activities out,

Thanks in advance to those who choose to read the entire post!

Pre-staycation:

Pent-up emotions, fire and more: Thursday January 12th, the day before my last day of work, I noticed a vehicle with the word fire on it. The visual stuck with me. This happens often, where a word or phrase will leap out to me and make an impression. That evening I was preparing some loose herbal tea and I filled the kettle practically to the top. It boiled over and all the pilots on the stove went off. When I was unable to re-light them and smelled gas, I called maintenance. I was told I had to call 911. They sent over a fire engine and a team of firemen! I felt so foolish, but it was protocol. I link this with seeing the fire vehicle in the morning and also with an intensification of emotion.

Friday the 13th madness: Moving into my new position at work and relocating my office was more challenging than I imagined. I found myself to be very hyped and agitated. The day before vacation ( Friday January 13th) was when I decided to change offices and I was incredibly anxious. There is a circular path on the campus on which my office is located and after lunch I took a brisk walk around the track. It helped me clear my head, but I still managed to drop a box I was carrying in the hallway. The energy was so intense and I was about to short-circuit.

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Astro-nuggets: The current transits have been brutal for me personally: Chiron square my moon , Saturn opposing my moon, and Pluto opposing my Mars have done quite a number on my emotional body and personal will. I have been feeling very aggressive and quite alienated, as if there is a wall between myself and other people.  I have engaged in some nasty road rage when provoked and distanced myself from a few people on Facebook. This nastiness and brashness is a blast from the past. I have not felt so moody in many, many years. I feel like I am held hostage in a state of perpetual PMS!

Knowing the astrology does help, but I think there is more to it. I have felt bombarded by the post-Election world where there is a clash between our highest nature and our darkest instincts. My old wounds around jealousy, righteous indignation, and competition have risen to the surface. I want to clarify that even at my least conscious, I only act out if provoked ( Mars in Cancer). I had hoped the stay-cation would give me the break I needed to administer self-care and address the flood of negativity.

So how did I spend my time? Well, thanks for asking! Here are the highlights of a week that was punctuated by grey skies, cold rain, and a power outage at my home. I envisioned this time as a 12th house hibernation where I would simply read, write, watch movies, and draw. It turned out to be less me-time than I had desired, but I did get to decompress a little.

Books I am reading: The Red Book Liber Novus by Jung, The Power of Intention by Dr. Wayne Dyer, and What if This is Heaven ? By Anita Moorjani.

I have just skimmed over the Red Book, savoring its majesty. I can tell I am in for a treat. I also glossed over What if This is Heaven by Anita Moorjani, not feeling it as much as Dying to Be Me, her initial book about her NDE. Most of my reading time was devoted to Dyer’s The Power of Intention. I will explain why later on in this post.

 Women mentors: I had two meetings that week, one with my Spiritual Director and the other with my new clinical supervisor. I was able to address my feelings of isolation and disconnection with my Spiritual Director, who I have been working with for several years. My initial meeting with my new supervisor was a bit awkward, particularly because of the intense cold rain and the clamor inside the diner, but I sense we will form a solid relationship. I just have to take it easy and adjust to a different personality while navigating a new routine. We shall see how this plays out.

Animals on the Other Side, part II : It turns out that the live webinar with Danielle MacKinnon that I registered for was happening in the afternoon during one of my vacation days. I was not home for  the live streaming of Part I of Animals on the Other Side so I was glad the Part II coincided with my free-time. She encouraged us to email her questions prior to the program so I asked her about how our former pets guide us to pick new ones. She actually chose my question as one of the few selected, but it did not comfort me. What I really wanted was a reading and she chose other participant for those. The webinar confirmed that my grief over Dexter is far from complete and that I am stunned to realize he has been gone for about 18 months. It seems like only a few months, but it is moving towards 2 years this July. I still miss him so very much.

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Tinkering with art: I started this piece from an adult coloring book weeks ago but finished it up right at the end of stay-cation. Using colored pencils was a somewhat novel endeavor for me, but I enjoyed the departure from pencil and crayons.

Films : Dream is Destiny, 20th Century Women . I viewed  Dream is Destiny at home. It is a documentary about Richard Linklater and it was not shown locally. He is my favorite filmmaker and this piece commented on his passion of playing with the concept of time. This is one of the reasons I find his work so compelling. I was going to see 20th Century Women, a film about a single mother during the 1970s,  after a sushi lunch with a friend on Inauguration Day. But the rain was relentless and I just wanted to get home. I plan to see it hopefully before it leaves the theaters. Arrival is another must-see when it “arrives” on On-Demand. The main objective is to not watch the inauguration. Mission Accomplished!

New 2017 practice: I had to do something about the anger, hopelessness and loneliness I have been experiencing. Nothing was getting through. The death of Paul, the drama at work, and the change in the US government was taking its toll on me. The acting out behaviors were a sign that I was out of balance.  It occurred to me that I needed to move the energy around. So I re-dedicated myself to the Create My Day ritual invented by Dr. Joe Dispenza. I first discovered him on the What the Bleep Do We Know? film around 2005. His work on using the Quantum Field is also featured in Wayne Dyer’s book The Power of Intention so I am reading Dyer’s book while watching this video each morning. The emphasis is on focusing on what you want and aligning yourself with higher vibrations in the process. One of my favorite Dyer quotes is ” If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.” Indeed!

My 12th house wounds have been controlling me and I am through with shadow-work. I have cleared enough for an eternity of lifetimes. This exciting approach combines science with spirituality in a way that research has shown to be effective. Sometimes you have to change it up. The week flew by and this lightning pace is the new normal. Practicing observer consciousness is my way through for now.

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High-tech self-discovery: Since all the planets are now direct, I decided to embark on an adventure that has interested me for over ten years. Around 2006-07, genealogy had begun to increase in popularity. In addition, DNA tests were made available to the public. While I was quite curious about unraveling more about my lineage, the price was quite high so I put it on hold. Now the tests are very affordable and the technology is more advanced. So I ordered a test from Ancestry.com and it arrived yesterday! I am very excited to learn more about my origins. I will keep you updated as I discover more about my heritage. It is high time that I immerse myself in my passions and dreams.

If not now, when?

Here’s an oldie but goodie by the Go-Go’s ~ an all female band:

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Review: Dispelling Wetiko by Paul Levy

I have been hinting for some time that the state of our planet is a symptom of our collective shadow. This book review of Dispelling Wetiko by Paul Levy truly articulates my ideas in a grounded, cohesive format. Thank you Jessica for this fascinating post.

Adventures of a Reluctant Mystic

dispelling-wetikoThis week Zoe is reading Dispelling Wetiko by Paul Levy, which explores the collective psychosis now gripping our culture and challenges us to look inside ourselves for answers. The name ‘wetiko’ comes from Native American cultures and refers to a spirit or wicked person who terrorises others through its evil acts. Wetiko is an archetype that arises from the collective unconscious, a psychic virus that represents the nightmare we’re all dreaming up together.

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Musings at the Crossroads

SPOILER ALERT: Lots of poinsettia and introspection ahead….

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Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah , Merry Yule, and Happy Kwanzaa (December 26) to everyone associated in any way with this blog. You are my circle, my precious litebeing family, and I wish you boundless joy and love during this Solstice/Yuletide season.

You may enjoy listening to some of my favorite holiday music as you read on:

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There is plenty on my mind that needs sorting and releasing. This hodgepodge style post is mostly for me, but hopefully it will be interesting enough to read through. Way way overdue, so here we go…

High-way hazards: My commute to work is reasonable in duration but part of the trip is on a notoriously treacherous road. Years ago Robert predicted I would be in a major accident on this road. He sternly told me to never use it again, especially during rush hour. Robert was not always accurate, but he managed to frighten me nevertheless. The drivers are very aggressive and reckless and it takes some construction of armor for me to make this daily commute. But the near misses have occurred in other locations. About 6 weeks ago I had a vision after awakening where a white pickup truck or SUV would come at my vehicle from the right. It was so vivid and strange because it was not a dream, but a semi-awake ” scene.” A few days later, driving home on a very familiar road, a white SUV comes at me from the right and almost slams into my car. I drove into the opposing lane, which fortunately was clear. I only had been driving my new car a couple of weeks at the most. Then last Sunday I am trying to get some coffee before heading to a holiday party. It was incredibly crowded in my neighborhood and the energy was frenetic. Another huge, high-end SUV almost slams into me from the left lane. I prepare for a head-on collision and slammed on the brakes. The vehicle just missed me but I felt like I was attacked. I got out of the car, examined my vehicle and walked up to the driver, an older, well-appointed woman. I told her to be especially careful driving such a large vehicle. She declared that she did not hit me and seemed indifferent.

I think this incident triggered my GI pains the next day, which I thought might be diverticulitis. I was in shock at the holiday party and a bit off at work the following day. On the drive home I felt like a creature was kicking me from inside my belly. I went to the doctor and was put on antibiotics. Was it stress related IBS or diverticulitis? Per usual, I have no clue. What I do know is that I hate driving in a world where people poorly manage massive vehicles, text, and make calls while operating them.

Blue-Christmas: I have always felt alien during this time of year and this has not really changed, regardless of any inner-evolution. While I marvel at all the lights, trees decked out to the nines, and poinsettia in every color and permutation, I don’t understand this holiday. I do understand it is borrowed from pagan traditions and correlates with the beginning of Winter ( the Capricorn season), but emotionally it doesn’t click. I just don’t get it. I am inside my bubble where none of the festivities are able to enchant me. Being at work just amplifies my isolation. It took awhile for me to put it together, but working outside the home triggers more sadness and angst and increases my desire to build up my defenses. I do not fit in at work and am actually considering applying for new jobs in the New Year.

I have also requested a transfer to my friend’s position after she leaves. It may signal a new beginning with different co-workers and a nicer office. I find it so interesting that when I begin a new venture I am immune initially to the characters that emerge on the scene. At this juncture, so many of them resemble people I have encountered before. With the exception of my clients, my life has not been impacted much by having these “new” people in my stratosphere. I am still grateful though to be working and earning money. It is just that I continue to find myself in toxic settings and am beginning to conclude that it is not me, it is the state of office politics. On the positive side of the ledger, my supervisor approved my plan to create a new group for the young and/or newly diagnosed. I am excited about building something original based on my passion for helping people get back to the business of living. I will keep you updated.

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Traditionettes: I just made up this new word to describe some of what I set up for this season on a regular basis. Since I do not celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa, there is not much to do. However there are some elements that bring my comfort and peace in a small way. I would seek out eggnog every December until I became lactose intolerant. Boy do I miss that drink, a concoction that tastes like a boozy milkshake. Maybe I can find a lactose – free version.  I always listen to the Nutcracker either on CD or on TV. I have been fortunate to see it live at least once and it was spectacular. Speaking of nuts, I have not eaten any whole nuts since April 2015, but I do enjoy nut milks and nut butters, etc. I am very enamored with chestnuts, going back to enjoying marrons glacés over ice cream as a child. I found chestnut cream this week ~ pureed chestnuts with vanilla and sugar. It is addictive! Try it with ice cream or yogurt, dip chocolate in it, spread it on a baguette, or straight out of the jar!

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I usually purchase a poinsettia and place it on the dining room table. I enjoy experimenting with nuanced colors and patterns. They add a warm glow to any setting. This year I chose one with peachy leaves, resembling autumn foliage. This plant is not poisonous for pets and has such a storied history. Learn more about poinsettia here.

Fate and purpose: I continue to ponder who is driving this bus, meaning, who is the ” me ” that enjoys the Nutcracker and dips chocolate in puréed chestnuts? How or what is the source of my love affair with astrology and Indian cuisine? Where does my affinity for writing and obsession with pattern and color originate? Is it personality or Divine guidance, ego or Higher Self ? Joe Dispenza states that what we anticipate through intention or intuition is really what we are destined to have in our lives. We just get a sneak preview of what fate has in store for us. Matt Kahn says that everything is fated, but the degree of worthiness we attribute to our circumstances determines the outcome. So I ponder: if all is determined beforehand, why desire anything? What is the point? Who is doing the desiring anyway? Any thoughts on this?

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Rudolph’s friends: While listening to the end of Matt Kahn’s video yesterday, I noticed some movement in the backyard. At first I thought it was a dog, but I sensed much  more activity. I observed and counted at least 10 deer hanging out in broad daylight. A few of them were actually prancing around, which seemed novel to me. A stray cat emerged out of central casting, moving slowly and seemingly oblivious to all the deer activity. It truly was a whirlwind of activity! I am quite fond of deer and was happy to have them congregate near me, albeit briefly. So today I was gifted a free subscription to Carrie Hart’s power animal site and selected a power animal for the day. Guess who choose me? the buck! The central message for buck is grace, confidence, and renewal. This definitely seems fitting and the synchronicity between the deer sighting and choosing the buck adds more energy to the message. Perhaps this was a faint taste of holiday magic for me to savor.

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Last Christmas: While preparing this post, I was conjuring up memories of some of my favorite holiday songs. Some of these include Christmas Wrapping by the Waitresses. BandAid’s Do They Know It’s Christmas, Do You Hear What I Hear?, Anything Nutcracker, Adam Sandler’s Hanukkah Song, Father Christmas by the Kinks, and George Michael’s Last Christmas. Most of these are pop songs by contemporary artists that I grew up with. They are touchstones that give me the illusion of safety and comfort. Just like the chestnut cream or eggnog, they are cozy and soothing. They also help me mark the passing of time. I just learned that George Michael passed away at age 53. I first heard his music when he was in Wham and I found his voice romantic and soulful. Many of his songs were part of the soundtrack of my early adulthood. He was so much more than a pretty face; his voice was gorgeous and his lyrics were incredibly moving. I do not know if he died today, but it was announced today, on Christmas. His song Last Christmas helped me gauge the passing of each year and the direction for the future. Call it ironic but one of his most iconic songs partially foretold his future. His life would end on Christmas, his last one.

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January 2017 update: Here are a few more symbolic receipts collected since this post. Looks like some new sequences are making an appearance, take note. Apologies for the quality, maybe a smart phone might have some advantages, we’ll see…

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My summer was one of extremes and I am just beginning to take stock of what went down. Let’s begin today with a numerology – packed post for  events that occurred between 8-27-16 and 9-24-16, taking up most of the Virgo time period.

 

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This is my receipt from my brunch at Cake on 9-4-16. It was quite a lovely meal that ended on a powerful note.

 

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This blurry but angelic image was taken at McDonald’s on 9-5-16. I have been eating rather healthy since July, but I do have a thing for egg biscuits! I am human, at least some of the time.

 

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This first picture was taken inside my car, Sascha, on 9-18-16 at the Willow Grove Giant lot.  The second one was shot on 9-24-16 driving home from the Flourtown Giant. I initially thought  the odometer was broke and only now theorized that when a car moves past 99999 to 100000 the tenth of a mile gauge becomes the mile gauge so it can appear the miles are not being measured, but they actually are. I am not certain about this, but I am happy the odometer is still functioning properly.

This milestone occurred at exactly 2:22 pm. I could not make this up! Interesting Giant connection too ~ just sayin’. I am now convinced it is time to finally get a new car. I see the 111000 mark as significant.

Many 11 sightings happen like clockwork, pun intended, but here’s one that is a bit unusual. My niece Lily came to visit me on 8-27-16 with my mom. I don’t see her often so it was a treat. She plays soccer and came over right after her game so she was wearing her jersey. It is number 11! While reflecting on it today I realized that  Lily, which can also be written lily = 111y!

I was told her soccer number assignment was random, but since she is a master teacher, I don’t agree.

Stories Beyond the Veil

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Mercury retrograde falls in my 3rd house of communications for this cycle. It has been a productive time for me to reread old material and go over this blog. I recently changed my tagline from pieces of a dream to stories beyond the veil. I can see how this new tagline encompasses my original tagline, adventures of a part-time mystic  and my former one, pieces of a dream. My blog focuses on the subtle and not-so-subtle messages I receive from the Divine. It captures my dreams, adventures, and a whole lot more.

Stories have gotten a bad rap lately and I want to clear this up. It is true that the stories we tell ourselves about our identity and limitations can be negative and quite destructive. I have had to work on making corrections in my own journey. But sharing one’s story as an example for others is incredibly healing and overflowing with light. We learn and grow as a result of knowing each other and witnessing our collective stories. So I happily use story in my tagline for as long as it fits into my vision.

I selected a few posts that are a sampling of what happens beyond the veil. Take some time to read a few that appeal to you. Maybe someday soon the veil will be discarded completely. We shall see…

https://litebeing.com/2013/07/22/three-births-in-one/

https://litebeing.com/2015/08/27/sisterhood-of-the-traveling-business-cards/

https://litebeing.com/2016/01/23/dexter-rising/

https://litebeing.com/2013/07/03/poetry-how-about-a-snake-with-your-rumi/

https://litebeing.com/2015/06/24/emotional-rescue-gratitude-rising/

https://litebeing.com/2015/06/14/could-you-be-loved/

 

Please keep me in your prayers tomorrow May 18, 2016 through the weekend. I have to prep tomorrow for Thursday’s invasive and scary tests.  I am actually quite frightened and have put this off successfully for a very long time. Now is the time to be brave and ” put on my big girl pants.” I would like to believe that all is well and the tests will reveal normal results. I am so fortunate to have so many lovely lights in my corner. Thank you!

Musings ~ The World is Conspiring in Your Favor by Litebeing

Here is my latest article published on Spirit Post Magazine. It has special significance for me at this time. What about for you? If you would like me to guest post for your publication, please contact me here.

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As a recovering paranoid pessimist, I work very hard to “re-frame” my thoughts and my expectations.  This is much easier to for me to do with …

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