In my dream I was in a coastal town. For some reason I had it in mind that it was Amsterdam, but it looked more like the Oregon coast (where we're actually moving). There were lots of tourists and I was a seasonal worker contracted because I spoke English. Only English speakers were hired. That was because ALL of the tourists turned out to be Americans.
I worked in a hotel. As a tip , someone gave me a smallish bag of what I thought was coins. I took the bag back to my room and discovered that they were jewels. Beautiful rings, encrusted with diamonds and sapphires.
There was a gem show going on in the hotel, so I took the jewels over. I walked into a room and saw a huge table full of jewelry. There was one man seated there. He looked like a big, fat, Greek, mafia type. I handed him one of the rings. He examined it and said something (I don't know what he said). Then he pulled out a 100 dollar bill and smoothed it out as he laid it on the table. He said I could have it if I would donate some of it to charity. I said OK, and he asked how much I was going to donate. I thought for a moment and said I'd donate $20. He seems pleased, and gave me the money. He said that because I gave more than the minimum he was going to give me a bonus. He then handed me a fifty dollar bill.
I woke up thinking this was a message to donate some money to charity. I was going to use the button I added to my blog for donating to Haiti, but when I opened my Facebook page this morning there was a message from a friend about the earthquake in Chile. I went to the Red Cross website and donated $20 to the Chilean relief fund straight away.
A couple of hours later I got an email from my son’s father offering a new suggestion on how we should split up the assets. As per our original agreement, I was expecting something close to another 2,250 €. His suggestion this morning offered me 3,500 € plus the money from selling all of our stored items.
I had been dreading bringing up the topic of the rest of the money I was owed because of the way he reacted the last time I brought it up. But then this, out of the blue, and right after a dream where I got a bonus for donating to charity…
The other day a friend of mine made a comment about how well the universe takes care of me. I guess he was right!
Monday, March 8, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
'Asking for Answers', or 'Balance: Giving and Receiving', or 'One Extreme or the Other'
I have been not-so-patiently waiting for a sign. A little nudge from the Universe, telling me which direction I need to go. Months have gone by. Months full of days that seemed to last forever. I finally got the sign I have been waiting for, by finally asking the question.
It might seem a little obvious, that the question needs to be asked. However, I have been consciously practicing the art of receiving.
Balance
When I started on my spiritual path I was bombarded with messages and signs telling me that I needed to balance my masculine and feminine energies. Being female, I assumed this meant that I needed to strengthen my masculine traits. It took several years before I understood the true nature of the need for balance.
Along my path I met a man, and was told by spirit that he was my counter-balance. I trusted this statement because I trust the source from which it came. I made the assumption that "counter-balance" meant something like "soul-mate" or "twin-flame". What the statement actually meant was that we each had the opportunity to bring about an essential learning opportunity for the other. Spirit showed me what looked like Legos. Two groups of Legos with jagged edges, but when the two groups were put together, they formed a perfect and complete cube. The point was that I had something to complete his shape and he had something to complete mine.
I asked Spirit what this man and I had to learn, what role we had to play in each other's lives, and was told that I was in his life to help him learn generosity. He was in my life to help me learn how to receive.
This was the first time I discovered that I had been trying to "balance" my energy in the wrong direction. ;-) Ha! And all the while I was still getting oracles telling me I needed balance. Which in turn made me work harder (still in the wrong direction) to gain the balance I needed. It was clear something needed to be done. So, it seems, I manifested this relationship...
Counter-Balance
It was clear from the beginning how each of our lessons were going to be learned. I moved to a foreign country to be with this man. A country where I did not speak the language. A country where they place such a high value on education that I could not get a job if I wanted one because I don't have a college degree. All of a sudden, I was in the position of relying on this man for everything. It was worse than feeling like a little baby because I had been taking care of myself financially since I was sixteen. I felt like part of me had been cut out. The frustration I felt at this was acute.
By the same token, my husband had just a hard time being the sole support, watching his money go to pay for things that he wouldn't have bought if I hadn't been in the picture. Our situation forced him into the position of being generous with what he (by way of his culture) valued most.
The Help I Forgot I'd Asked For
When I consciously began to develop and build upon my psychic abilities, I asked Spirit what I could do to become a great psychic. The answer was balance.
I was reminded of this recently when I read something another psychic wrote about how she gets physically drained from doing readings. I remembered that I used to get drained from doing readings too. However, that changed sometime in the last couple of years, and now get a surge of energy from connecting with people, the same as I would if I had been meditating.
The need to know how to receive had it's source in the question I put out to the Universe all those years ago. I realized after reading what that other psychic wrote, that the reason readings used to drain my energy was because I was seeking information. Instead of allowing the information to come to me, I was trying to reach out for it. This is what drained my energy. This is why I needed to learn to receive.
One Extreme or the Other
I learned the lesson. I received the gift of receiving. And I am grateful for this!
However, that is different than being balanced.
My feminine energy is so strong now, that it doesn't even occur to me to ask for answers.
In the months since my husband and I separated, I have been waiting to be told where the best place would be for my son and I to move. I narrowed the options down to two. There have been signs and messages, but nothing has been as clear as I wanted. Nothing definitive. I wanted an answer that was blatantly obvious.
A few days ago I went to bed crying, begging Spirit for a clear answer to this question that has had me consumed since October. I had my answer within a day and a half.
By chance, I tuned in to a radio show of a psychic I have been following for several years. The guest on his show was a psychic that is a is a predominant symbol in my dreams. The show had already started when I decided to call in, so I asked my Angels to help me get through.
I got through! My call was the last call taken on the show. I got to ask these two amazing psychics where I should move. I got an answer! And guess what? It wasn't the answer I wanted.
The next day I started meditating, wondering if this is really the place I should go.
While meditating, I had a short vision of my spirit guide. He said to me, in a most urgent manner, "Go! Go!"
I jumped up with a surge of energy. This was the unmistakable answer that I've been waiting for. And the answer came because I finally asked the question.
By writing all of this down, I hope to keep it in my memory. I want to always remember to be balanced.
It might seem a little obvious, that the question needs to be asked. However, I have been consciously practicing the art of receiving.
Balance
When I started on my spiritual path I was bombarded with messages and signs telling me that I needed to balance my masculine and feminine energies. Being female, I assumed this meant that I needed to strengthen my masculine traits. It took several years before I understood the true nature of the need for balance.
Along my path I met a man, and was told by spirit that he was my counter-balance. I trusted this statement because I trust the source from which it came. I made the assumption that "counter-balance" meant something like "soul-mate" or "twin-flame". What the statement actually meant was that we each had the opportunity to bring about an essential learning opportunity for the other. Spirit showed me what looked like Legos. Two groups of Legos with jagged edges, but when the two groups were put together, they formed a perfect and complete cube. The point was that I had something to complete his shape and he had something to complete mine.
I asked Spirit what this man and I had to learn, what role we had to play in each other's lives, and was told that I was in his life to help him learn generosity. He was in my life to help me learn how to receive.
This was the first time I discovered that I had been trying to "balance" my energy in the wrong direction. ;-) Ha! And all the while I was still getting oracles telling me I needed balance. Which in turn made me work harder (still in the wrong direction) to gain the balance I needed. It was clear something needed to be done. So, it seems, I manifested this relationship...
Counter-Balance
It was clear from the beginning how each of our lessons were going to be learned. I moved to a foreign country to be with this man. A country where I did not speak the language. A country where they place such a high value on education that I could not get a job if I wanted one because I don't have a college degree. All of a sudden, I was in the position of relying on this man for everything. It was worse than feeling like a little baby because I had been taking care of myself financially since I was sixteen. I felt like part of me had been cut out. The frustration I felt at this was acute.
By the same token, my husband had just a hard time being the sole support, watching his money go to pay for things that he wouldn't have bought if I hadn't been in the picture. Our situation forced him into the position of being generous with what he (by way of his culture) valued most.
The Help I Forgot I'd Asked For
When I consciously began to develop and build upon my psychic abilities, I asked Spirit what I could do to become a great psychic. The answer was balance.
I was reminded of this recently when I read something another psychic wrote about how she gets physically drained from doing readings. I remembered that I used to get drained from doing readings too. However, that changed sometime in the last couple of years, and now get a surge of energy from connecting with people, the same as I would if I had been meditating.
The need to know how to receive had it's source in the question I put out to the Universe all those years ago. I realized after reading what that other psychic wrote, that the reason readings used to drain my energy was because I was seeking information. Instead of allowing the information to come to me, I was trying to reach out for it. This is what drained my energy. This is why I needed to learn to receive.
One Extreme or the Other
I learned the lesson. I received the gift of receiving. And I am grateful for this!
However, that is different than being balanced.
My feminine energy is so strong now, that it doesn't even occur to me to ask for answers.
In the months since my husband and I separated, I have been waiting to be told where the best place would be for my son and I to move. I narrowed the options down to two. There have been signs and messages, but nothing has been as clear as I wanted. Nothing definitive. I wanted an answer that was blatantly obvious.
A few days ago I went to bed crying, begging Spirit for a clear answer to this question that has had me consumed since October. I had my answer within a day and a half.
By chance, I tuned in to a radio show of a psychic I have been following for several years. The guest on his show was a psychic that is a is a predominant symbol in my dreams. The show had already started when I decided to call in, so I asked my Angels to help me get through.
I got through! My call was the last call taken on the show. I got to ask these two amazing psychics where I should move. I got an answer! And guess what? It wasn't the answer I wanted.
The next day I started meditating, wondering if this is really the place I should go.
While meditating, I had a short vision of my spirit guide. He said to me, in a most urgent manner, "Go! Go!"
I jumped up with a surge of energy. This was the unmistakable answer that I've been waiting for. And the answer came because I finally asked the question.
By writing all of this down, I hope to keep it in my memory. I want to always remember to be balanced.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Petition to the Universe (Please Sign)
Upon the recommendation of a dear friend, I started reading the book Eat, Pray, Love by Elisabeth Gilbert. The heroine of the book is going through a particularly nasty divorce and her friend suggests to her that she petitions the Universe. "You are part of this Universe," her friend says. "You are a constituent - you have every entitlement to participate in the actions of the Universe, and to let your feelings be known..."
That is what I am going to do here today.
If you would like to sign this petition, please do so in the comment section. Thank you. :-)
That is what I am going to do here today.
Dear Universe,
I understand that you see the bigger picture. I do not have knowledge of what is best for everyone involved from my vantage point, but I have some requests that I'd like you to consider before all the plans are made.
1. Please intervene and resolve the issue of where my son and I will live.
2. I grew up without a father, and I would really like it if my son did not have to go through the pain of knowing what that feels like. Please help us find a place to live, in an English-speaking place, where his father can be close to him and they can spend time together.
3. Please resolve this matter swiftly because everyday that goes by I think it will be the last day I can handle living the way I am. My mind is a jumble of dis-joined thoughts. I have lost the ability to concentrate on anything for longer than a few minutes. My memory has escaped me. And everything I say or do seems to be wrong. I am incredibly isolated and lonely, and even having internet access doesn't resolve this feeling like it used to.
4. Please see that we will have a group of friends of like mind wherever we move. People with whom to discuss spiritual topics, peace-loving people, but also grounded enough that we can enjoy what this world has to offer us. I want my son to be as social as he wants to be, and to grow up in a close knit group of friends. I want close friendships too.
5. Please see that I can support myself financially with my psychic/healing work. Please see that I can make a maximum amount of money in a minimum amount of hours.
6. I ask that my son spends as little time as possible in a non-family child-care environment. I want to be his main child-care, not some stranger. Please help his father and I find a way to coordinate our jobs and free time so that our son benefits as well as us.
7. I know my son's father and I barely even like each other anymore, but please help us keep this from our son. Help us treat each other with kindness and respect so that our son grows up to treat others with kindness and respect.
8. Please help us all to find our happiness and freedom, and become better people.
In All Sincerity,
Mishell
If you would like to sign this petition, please do so in the comment section. Thank you. :-)
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Manifesting Desires
21 May 2008:
She was a very simple woman, frankly, she seemed angelic. I know that this was a real message for me, but I don't know how literal to take it. Usually when messages are this direct they are very literal.
I had this dream while I was pregnant. At the time I assumed that it meant my son would be born early. Baby = fortune. Coming at 36 weeks instead of 40. A logical conclusion. I marked the date on the calendar anyway. 36 weeks to the day from the night I had the dream.
My son was not born early, though. So I checked the date on the calendar and fixed in my mind, knowing well that something was going to happen. And what do you know! 36 weeks (to the day) later I was sitting on the couch, holding my little baby. I decided to look at his chakras.
While doing readings I have seen some people that have extra chakras above their heads. I have kind of gotten used to it, at least I'm not surprised by it. However, my son had a chakra that I have never seen before. And it was much farther above his head than I have seen before.
It was beautiful! Describing it would not do it justice, but I'll try. It was a gorgeous shade of purple. not dark, but not light enough to be called lilac. It was sparkly almost and iridescent.
I focused on this chakra, and immediately felt myself shoot through it. It felt like I was moving through a worm-hole. I could see the sides rushing past me a incredible speed. I came to rest in this space that was pink. Fluffy, misty, amazing pink. The air felt so wonderful, and with every breath I took, a wave of love would wash over me! This air had substance to it, and I knew that it was important. I asked where I was and was told that it was god. Source Energy, they said.
They showed me how to use this energy to create things. To form things with the mist and put my intention/attention on the thing I wanted to create until it seemed solid. The process was simple, although I have forgotten a lot of the detail.
My baby's father had been recently saying that he wanted to start a savings account and wanted 20,000 € to pay off debt and put put some money in savings. I practiced that day on creating a savings account. He wanted 20,000, so I tried to create 25,000 or more... I spent a few minutes on it and then went on with my day.
A few months later we found out that his department at work was being transferred to the next state. The moving package included a cash payout of 30,000 €. Wow! Manifesting with this pink stuff really worked!
Isn't there a saying about a leopard not being able to change it's spots? I'm the leopard. I never did another thing with this life-altering information. (I think I still have some work to do as far as what I think I deserve.) But sometimes the universe steps in...
Today I was meditating and it kind of turned into an exercise in manifesting. I was working out the job I want, how busy I want to be. Then all of a sudden a vision pops up like I was looking at a photograph. I saw myself looking at my facebook page. I had posted a comment and a "friend" posted a reply. This "friend" is not someone I know in real life. I immediately thought of her as an angel. The air around her picture was light fluffy pink. Source-Energy.
At first I thought she misspelled facebook, but when I looked again, I saw that what she had written was "It is your fate..."
So, in the midst of all the current upheaval in my life, there is something to look forward to! The job I want, and a reason to stay positive. I even have the past experience to use as a basis of belief. I am so excited!
I think this reminder of how to manifest comes at the perfect time. There is so much more that I would like to create for my new life.
I was walking along a dirt road, out in the country of the small town I grew up in. There was a fence along the road and on the other side of it was a ditch with running water. I came upon a woman standing under a tree on the other side of the ditch. We were talking and she started telling me that everything was going to be all right. She said my fortune would come in 36 weeks. She kept saying the same thing over and over. She was very conversational about it, everything is going to be fine, I'd be happy, my fortune would come in 36 weeks.
She was a very simple woman, frankly, she seemed angelic. I know that this was a real message for me, but I don't know how literal to take it. Usually when messages are this direct they are very literal.
I had this dream while I was pregnant. At the time I assumed that it meant my son would be born early. Baby = fortune. Coming at 36 weeks instead of 40. A logical conclusion. I marked the date on the calendar anyway. 36 weeks to the day from the night I had the dream.
My son was not born early, though. So I checked the date on the calendar and fixed in my mind, knowing well that something was going to happen. And what do you know! 36 weeks (to the day) later I was sitting on the couch, holding my little baby. I decided to look at his chakras.
While doing readings I have seen some people that have extra chakras above their heads. I have kind of gotten used to it, at least I'm not surprised by it. However, my son had a chakra that I have never seen before. And it was much farther above his head than I have seen before.
It was beautiful! Describing it would not do it justice, but I'll try. It was a gorgeous shade of purple. not dark, but not light enough to be called lilac. It was sparkly almost and iridescent.
I focused on this chakra, and immediately felt myself shoot through it. It felt like I was moving through a worm-hole. I could see the sides rushing past me a incredible speed. I came to rest in this space that was pink. Fluffy, misty, amazing pink. The air felt so wonderful, and with every breath I took, a wave of love would wash over me! This air had substance to it, and I knew that it was important. I asked where I was and was told that it was god. Source Energy, they said.
They showed me how to use this energy to create things. To form things with the mist and put my intention/attention on the thing I wanted to create until it seemed solid. The process was simple, although I have forgotten a lot of the detail.
My baby's father had been recently saying that he wanted to start a savings account and wanted 20,000 € to pay off debt and put put some money in savings. I practiced that day on creating a savings account. He wanted 20,000, so I tried to create 25,000 or more... I spent a few minutes on it and then went on with my day.
A few months later we found out that his department at work was being transferred to the next state. The moving package included a cash payout of 30,000 €. Wow! Manifesting with this pink stuff really worked!
Isn't there a saying about a leopard not being able to change it's spots? I'm the leopard. I never did another thing with this life-altering information. (I think I still have some work to do as far as what I think I deserve.) But sometimes the universe steps in...
Today I was meditating and it kind of turned into an exercise in manifesting. I was working out the job I want, how busy I want to be. Then all of a sudden a vision pops up like I was looking at a photograph. I saw myself looking at my facebook page. I had posted a comment and a "friend" posted a reply. This "friend" is not someone I know in real life. I immediately thought of her as an angel. The air around her picture was light fluffy pink. Source-Energy.
At first I thought she misspelled facebook, but when I looked again, I saw that what she had written was "It is your fate..."
So, in the midst of all the current upheaval in my life, there is something to look forward to! The job I want, and a reason to stay positive. I even have the past experience to use as a basis of belief. I am so excited!
I think this reminder of how to manifest comes at the perfect time. There is so much more that I would like to create for my new life.
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