Windows to the soul

You have heard the saying that the eyes are the windows to our soul. Looking into someone’s eyes, we can instantly tell what state their soul is in. If they feel sad or are happy. If they are mischievous or perhaps even lying. You might recall the feelings you’ve had looking into someone’s eyes for a prolonged time. Maybe your heart filled with love or pride, maybe you were trying to read those very messages that surface from our soul and are displayed in our gaze. Whatever feelings you may have experienced, I bet to say that they have always been profound, and hold a certain level of importance to you.

There is an ancient practice known as eye gazing, whereby two participants stare into each other’s eyes for an extended period of time. When eye contact between two people is initiated and maintained, an invisible energetic circuit is established and it is known to induce euphoria, visions, past life experiences, and even remote viewing. From here it is possible to reach a higher state of consciousness.

The saying “eyes are the windows to the soul” has much more meaning than we may realize.

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You’re beginning to understand, aren’t you?

That the whole world is inside of you: in your perspectives and in your heart. That to be able to find peace, you must be at peace with yourself first; and to truly enjoy life, you must enjoy who you are; and once you learn how to master this, you will be protected from everything that makes you feel like you can not go on, that with this gift of recognizing yourself, even when you are alone, you will never be alone.

Healers

We all have healing properties and even more ways to soothe each other. Sometimes it takes a listening ear, a understanding nod, perhaps a smile or a warm hug to lift someone and bring healing to their soul. But in every case the work for healing remains with each and every one of us. We all require healing at times. So whatever end of the stick you might find yourself on any given day, just remember that some days you are the healer and others look to you for help, and other days it is you who is in need of healing.

No matter which one, a healer is not someone you go to for healing. A healer is someone who helps you to find the key within you, for your own ability to heal.

We already have all the answers inside of us, sometimes we just need a little help.

Postcards from Spirit

It was time again to see what the cards had in store for me. This time my inspiration came from an oracle card deck by Colette Baron-Reid, called “Postcards from spirit”. It wasn’t long until a card jumped out, which I actually bypassed the first go around shuffling the cards. As the card appeared a second time, it was a for sure sign that this was meant to be my card.

Besides the the actual message, (below) I noticed there was also a little hidden message on the front of the card, urging me to “Celebrate Life”.

The message:

Dearest wonderful you,

To help you manifest a life for the highest good, we invite you to examine your deepest desires. Imagine all your desires, no matter what kind, like magic seed pods in a basket, glowing with infinite potential. Look closely at each one. Are you afraid that some may bring you too much attention and invite negative reactions from others? Is change too daunting? Or are you afraid to stretch and grow? Let yourself be led forward and let the seats of positive intention take to the wind.

Your desires count and you are worthy of them. They are essential for co – creating your world. Did you ever consider that when I desire comes from deep within you, it might be spirit moving you to create something beautiful to share with others? Some desires are infused with miraculous powers to move the heart and influence the world in ways you can’t possibly know.

We know you and love you so deeply and are so happy to support you!

The message

Sometimes, we need something to believe in. Something that gives us that little push and newfound inspiration. We search and hang on to any thread of possibility. We see everything as signs because we need believe and hope to pull us through the rough patches. I have become so good at noticing those signs and I enjoy it a great deal. To be able to read the synchronicities that are intentional and are no coincidence by any means. There is meaning to be discovered and nothing happens by accident.

Just a few days ago, I wrote a post about an Oracle card reading I did for myself. “Protected by Angels” was one of the cards that came up, with a message that would intensify in the near future, just a few days later.

“Watch for your Angels signs, especially in the form of feathers, the card read. There’s a secret plan for your life. Your life is guided. The angelic message is that you are going in the right direction and everything is unfolding exactly as it should be. When you receive this card, it can also mean that you are an angelic, healing force for others because the light within you is so bright”.

A powerful card, which message put me at ease, and left me feeling favored and protected. The card came and went, but it wasn’t going to be the end of it. Looking out into my backyard, a bright white feather was lying directly in front of me. I have found many feathers in the past, but never one like this, and in this color. That was unusual enough to prompt further research to get to the bottom of the meaning.

Spiritually, a white feather is typically seen as a sign from the angel or spirit of a loved one who has passed on. White feathers symbolize faith and protection and are most significant when found in the spot where they are not likely to be, such as inside of a home or an automobile.

White feathers are spiritually tied to angels due to the fact that humans associate angels with wings, usually white ones. Finding a white feather after a loved one has passed away brings a sense of comfort during mourning. White symbolizes purity and many people believe that finding a white feather is a sign that they are on the right path in life.

In olden times, feathers signified a variety of things. People placed feathers under the pillows of family members and loved ones in order to speed up recovery, and feathers were also placed in doorways to keep unwanted visitors from entering the home.

In Native American culture, the appearance of random white feathers signifies rebirth and new beginnings, and feathers are commonly worn on Native American headdresses to symbolize hope and faith as well as to strengthen the connection between the physical and spiritual world.

Not only do I feel reassured to trust the process and the path I can not always see, but so many answers reached me with the arrival of this white feather. Whether it comes to the purity of intend, to keeping hope and faith alive in the most adverse of times, or knowing that my guardian angels are watching out for me, the sign received and message retrieved was necessary to strengthen all of these things. Sometimes we need something to believe in, and when we believe, the universe will provide us with the answers.

Spiritual guidance

It was wonderful to talk to Mom today, and Moni made it all happen. I am so grateful and relieved to be in touch with her again, and she seemed obviously excited to get her iPad back. Who would have thought it, but despite all doubts, it was a brainstorm of genius to get it for her. She has come to love listen to her music whenever she pleases, and it’s a means to stay in touch with me.

If you follow this blog, you have noticed that I haven’t been in a good place as of lately. Physical and emotional pain truly had me struggle for awhile, and although I’m not out of the woods just yet, I am crawling my way back up towards the light, and I am getting better.

You will also know that I’m in tune with my animal world, and any spiritual messages that might come true. It’s been quiet and I really didn’t get many signs while I was in Germany, but the other day, the universe had quite a few things to say.

The day started with a beautiful white blanket of snow. Everything was clean and fresh. Symbolic for a new start and new beginnings. Symbolic of purity and cleansing away the dirt, even if only covered up.

While doing the dishes, a young hawk came to visit and sat on the wires across my kitchen window, as if watching me. He sat there for over an hour, silent, just watching me through the window. Like all messages, if you believe in this sort of thing, was a powerful one.

“You’re caught up in too many details, so step back so you can get a greater perspective on the situation. Stay alert and focused on the task before you, eliminating as many distractions as possible. Spent some time observing and studying the situation, and when it’s time for action, make it quick and decisive. Pay close attention to your surroundings, as you’re about to receive an important message. Be aware of any personal or psychic attacks, and be prepared to defend yourself. Stop trying to change others or just situation, And work instead on excepting things as they are”.

Later on that day while venturing outside, a donkey crossed my path with another message.

“Volunteer and give your time and physical energy to a service organization that’s compatible with your philosophy and believes. Listen to and respect your intuition, particularly when it comes to doing something that has potential risks. Take your time and proceed cautiously and slowly, but keep on moving ahead, pausing only to determine the best direction to go toward your destination. The more you express and honor your inner truth, the more recognition and acknowledgment you’ll receive”.

Finally at night I went to bed with the sound of coyotes near by, bringing yet another message.

“Lighten up, you are taking things from much too seriously. The resources you need are available. Something quite unexpected and not necessarily welcome is about to happen. Rather than fighting or running from the situation, it will work out better if you adjust to it. Look for the lessons in the turmoil you’re experiencing. Forgive yourself for any mistakes or errors, and look for the gifts that have come out of the experience”.

So all in all I would say that this is a time of healing and renewal for me. To shed or cover up what no longer serves me and to be pure at heart.

To break things down into smaller portions, vs getting overwhelmed by too many steps and too much detail. To own what I can impact, and to learn to accept what is not mine to change. What is truly my destiny, and what is not my baggage to carry. Being emotionally and physically drained, put into perspective and showed me that we might not always like the outcome life has for others, but it’s not our path to walk and if we are not careful we might lose more of ourself then we actual have to give. It’s a delicate balance and one that will pull in your heartstrings for sure.

Donkey cautioned me to put my energy into a worthy cause. This could be job related, while it urges me to do something I am passionate about and not waste my time. To keep moving forward in what I’m doing, like now, even if the process is slow.

And finally I’m reminded that more fight is ahead of me, and perhaps it is not really a fight that needs to happen, but a matter of forgiveness and seeking the lessons learned. Even during a time of turmoil, there is always a silver lining, a time to adjust, and a life with your own choices in the making.

Light-workers

Have you ever felt lonely or easily alienated with society? Unable to relate to people around you while they seem to have little in common with you? Have you ever felt that nobody understands, and that you constantly swim against the grain? Alien like you walk amongst others and every blue moon, you click with someone without the use of words. Then you might be in the small percentage of society that some believe to have a distant provenance, sent here on a mission to benefit humanity. You might be a light-worker, and are here to make a difference. Light-workers are known under several different names, such as star seeds, Earth Angels, and Indigos who have volunteered to be here during Earths most crucial times. A light-worker is a spiritual being in human existence, sent here to heal. Each have their own mission to complete and it is why they incarnated in the Earthly plane.

Many of the worlds population are made up of lightworkers, and if you aren’t one yourself, you’ve most likely met one. Lightworkers produce positive energy and use their gifts to spread divine wisdom of love. Has someone ever told you that you inspire them, or that you warm their heart, then this life maybe meant to work your light not just for you, but also for others.

A lightworkers feels much different than those around them, and often becomes intertwined in the spiritual community to help identify, and heal, the ills of the world around them. Light-workers are the angels among us, who shed love and warmth, who make our life worth living and who bring hope and strengths during times of despair.

If you are not sure if you are a lightworkers, these 9 signs might shed clarity.

1. You are sensitive

2. Being alone feels normal

3. You are empathetic

4. You have a strong desire to help people

5. You honor and respect the spiritual sense of life

6. You’re a bit of a rebel

7. You act as a voice for humankind

8. You admire the cosmos

9. You find yourself drawn to inspiration and personal development.

How did you score….sounds familiar?

Vibration goes everywhere

Picture near Mittenwald, with view of my Bavarian Stonehenge and the Karwendel Mountains in the background.

“Whatever you want can come to you wherever you are. Location means nothing. Vibration goes everywhere.”

My enchanted map

I’ve been newly inspired by life and a miracle has happened. For the moment I am blessed to marvel in another chance of life and I will explain later. I hope that the state of my being will reflect in this post, and that it will be infectious and bring positivity to you. Someone special told me that they can see a difference in my writing when I’m in pain. That my sentences appear shorter and abrupt as if to get it over with. As if I’m pressed to get my message out as quickly as I can due to the discomfort and pain of typing. It doesn’t mean that I wrote worse, thank goodness, as being a storyteller is still very much a dream of mine and I never knew with so much certainty what I wanted to be when I grow up. But it simply means that my style of writing is changing during these times, and that someone who truly knows me will be able to read the pain that resides between the lines. I never realized this, although the pain levels had reached a point of being unbearable.

Coming to Germany in February, I brought one book with me. The Map from Colette Baron-Reid. It was a separate purchase to one of my first and favorite Oracle card decks, “The enchanted Map”, which I used quite frequently. I had set myself up for failure by having certain expectations about the book. I don’t know what I thought, but the book never really grabbed my attention and love as much as the deck did. It was a hard act to follow, and I thought the book was rather plain. Something led me to bring it to Germany, thinking that I would have more time to get familiar, and give it a chance to grow on me. Six months later, I have hardly touched it but I’m starting to see a connection, a message that is within this book, meant to be heard by me, perhaps NOW. It talks about a magical map, the lay of the land and the different places we visit throughout our lives. It sounds much like journeying and connecting with our inner shaman. I find it fitting today, on this day of new beginnings to share a few finds from the book that stood out for me so far.

“Finding the magic and meaning in the story of your life”….

….who hasn’t wondered about that. Soon or later we all question our purpose and what life is all about. What lessons we learn, about life not being fair (which is inspiring a new post all together), about luck, love and adversity. We question our experiences, unable to understand or make a connection at times, and in the end we wonder what life is all about. What was our mission, did we have a purpose and did we achieve the goals set out for us. Do we contribute to society, die we become successful? Here are a few things to ponder when it comes to that.

My map is magical and unlike any I have ever seen.

It is full of enchanting places and depicts battlefields, resting spots, mountains to climb, oceans to cross, quicksand to carefully emerge from, and new territories to discover.

My map is made up of thoughts, feelings, beliefs, memories, and intentions. It is made of my souls essence of creativity and imagination.

My map changes automatically with my experiences.

My map is unique to me and unfolds differently when I’m “awake”.

My map guides me through “The Valley of Loss”.

The map becomes visible when I make a conscious choice to be awake, when I’m aware of something greater than myself, and when I embrace the possibility of a pattern created by spirit that I can’t always make out from where I stand. As I surrender to spirit and ask for illumination, my enchanted map reveals itself in all it’s glory, and I realize that in my pocket is a compass that always points to my “True North.” To spirit, whose guidance will never fail me, and whose effort on my behalf will never cease, whether I realize it or not.

“I remember that there are seasons and cycles for everything and no storm ever stays in one place.”

This post is dedicated to my Soul Brother and my Soul Sister, two amazing friends that I love to the moon and back. I couldn’t do it without you. Thank you. 💙

The Vortex – Part 3 – The fairy garden

Please see The Vortex Part 1 & 2 to get up to speed on where this post picks up on.

After discovering the T.V. in my picture from one of my favorite stomping grounds, it all made sense. I knew that my feelings were credited to having found my own little energy field. I was picking up on something just like I did at Mount Shasta, where I had felt it for the very first time. I think back to how it all started, and the only way I can describe it as getting addicted, hooked on a feeling. I wanted to feel like this all the time, and priorities were set to go visit “The Vortex” as often as possible. To tune into the feeling, perhaps discover other energy fields. It was during that time that I became aware of “grounding” and connecting myself with the earth. I could literally feel the healing enter my body, while worries drained from me.

My crazy retail life was beyond stressful and I was chasing someone else’s dream. I was a general manager for a prestigious, well known beauty store and couldn’t have carried more responsibility back. For what? To prove that I could do it, to be a foreigner successful in another country, to be validated, to not having to turn every penny? It came with a hefty price tag, one I wouldn’t be willing to pay again. Peace at home had long vanished into a failed marriage, merely living as roommates, stuck in shared responsibilities and obligations. Luckily I was never alone, and I never had to deal with it all on my own. I would have managed and I’m not afraid of being alone, but this was so much better and I had the most amazing support system, my saving grace.

Coming to Germany, there is no doubt that I missed my support system and “The Vortex”. I no longer worked physically, but the mental aspects would prove equally as challenging, if not more. There was little to feel good about in the beginning, and the house was neglected, including a garden overgrown with years full of weeds. In Mom’s defense I like to add that none of this was done purposely, it merely happened because she physically couldn’t do it anymore. If you have read prior posts, you know about Moms attachment to the house. I imagine it was very tough for her to watch it go down hill. Mom had always maintained high standards when it came to cleanliness, and we always joked about that you could easily eat off of the floor and be fine. Those times had passed, and I’m sure she struggled with it.

So here I was, with no Vortex, no place to really go to recharge. Energy was used up daily, but not replenished, I knew eventually I would run on empty. There is a place in Mittenwald that definitely has a Vortex, but it’s also several hours worth a train ride away from here. I was lucky to have gone twice, and I felt the energy of my mountains both times. Luckily there is also Rothenburg which is much closer and has a Vortex as well. It differs from my mountain Vortex, but nevertheless it is a place I feel my soul belongs. Here again, I feel a connection to the medieval era, the music, the simple life in regards to having less. Perhaps another prior life.

Eventually the “Savannah” which I called the weed overgrown backyard was transformed and became what I call the Fairy Garden today. The cobwebs were pushed back to give way to a colorful little space with a magical mushroom forest, a place for fairies, and new life contained within my outdoor shrine. The walkway in the middle of it which feels like the main aorta, the heart of the space became visible once again to breath new life into the area. At one point a hammock was strung from the fence pole to the barn, which allowed for carefree hanging out amongst the flowers. Bees which are endangered and fewer in Germany came to visit. The natural water source was replenished daily and showed signs of usage over night. Tiny hummingbirds and butterflies moved in shortly after, intoxicated from the sweet flower nectar the would find from sown, late blooming flowers. A little Vortex was created and still, I love to sit and oversee the garden in complete silence. To watch the daylight cease, casting it’s last glow and making way to a starry night. It’s peaceful and serene, my way of meditating, welcoming new blooms, and letting it all fall to the wayside for a few moments. To be still and notice what has changed on a daily basis. Although the clearing most likely made Betsy (hedgehog) flee and relocate to thicker underbrush once more. I haven’t seen her around lately and it’s been quiet.

The little Fairy Garden Vortex is bittersweet. It’s a place to enjoy and just be for awhile, but also a place to get caught up in nostalgia and to reminisce about times that have come and gone. It’s a place to notice the ever changing winds of time and the chill they can carry when your heart feels alone. A chill that should be shared to lessen it’s frostbites on your heart.

PS. And I know that I’m truly never really alone and thank you all for sharing this journey with me. Xoxoxo 💙🦋