 Often in meditation I will get messages. After grounding, I received inspiration for a guided meditation and as I began to record my thoughts on my phone voice recorder, this came through instead.
From a distance I can see a tiny light beginning to glow, like a sparkle. It swirls and dances around me. Eventually it lands on my knee. And I can now see that it’s a small fairy. She is light and happy. She has an iridescent tone to her and she radiates sparkles and she communicates through her mind. She greets me with a bow. She says she is part of earth energy and she comes to welcome us as we reconnect to mother earth. She is here to show us the magic that exists in every moment. She is here to show us that our connection to mother earth may have been forgotten but it has not been lost. To feel the magic, all you have to do is reconnect physically, or even just in your mind. She represents the unseen worlds and the magic that the earth carries. You may call on her and she can help you manifest, ideas, dreams, thoughts and magic.
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I found this over the weekend as I was going through some old files deciding what I could recycle and what needed to be shredded. It was tucked in amongst my divorce papers. Thousands of pages of legal filings, custody assessments, attorney fee statements, copies of horrible email and notes I'd received from my ex-husband and more.  It was back around 2005 or so. I was packing my bag, tucking away my notepad and pen, preparing to leave the office of the second attorney I'd hired to help me navigate a custody battle.
 What is the ego?
After a brief discussion with a friend regarding the ego, my curiosity got the better of me and I began to explore what it is and what it means. Ego: noun - a person's sense of self-esteem or self-importance. The psychoanalytic definition says it’s: the part of the mind that mediates between the conscious and the unconscious and is responsible for reality testing and a sense of personal identity. The philosophic definition says it: a conscious thinking subject. In the spiritual community I often hear people refer to their ego as problematic or make statements that would lead me to believe they would like to tame or negate their egoic identity as if it is something to overcome or transcend.  I had lunch with a friend yesterday and the topic of past lives came up. He shared with me that he was told that he was an old soul and that in one of his past lives he was a monk.
As I recalled the conversation this morning it got me thinking about my own past lives. Nine of them that I have recalled on my own so far (plus more that I have been told about). Not the entire life from start to finish, but scenes, bits and pieces. I believe each of them were significant at the time the memory came to my awareness to facilitate an understanding or remembrance that could serve me in that moment, and each carries a fragment of who I am today. They are interesting, and not so interesting, great and ordinary. I remember being a Celtic healer, I remember being a man hunting in the woods with a bow and a knife so that I could provide for my wife, I remember being a native American woman, I remember watching my village burn down as a young woman in Asia, I remember having dark skin and laughing while running barefoot through a lush landscape, I remember being a tall and slender dancer, I remember being a guard for a queen and I remember being a boy with horse. Meditation, Thursdays & Manifesting
This morning, as I sat contemplating and trying to understand a crystal message I was to deliver to the collective today, my eyes landed on a hawk feather resting on the cabinet under my TV. I crossed the room and picked up the feather I was gifted a few months ago (one of many serendipitous and freaky-cool occurrences this past summer) and just held it.
 This message came to me almost verbatim while on a walking meditation as I pondered the usefulness of political signs in yards. As we approach the upcoming presidential election it seems odd to me that we are asked to choose sides and perpetuate a system of polarity. ** Whenever I get messages while walking, I use my phone's voice memo or notes application, and dictate it via seri as it comes through.
 Unless you’ve been living under a rock for the last six months, you’ve probably experienced some changes lately. Actually I take that back. The only thing I know of that lives under rocks are roly polies, at least that’s how it goes in my yard. And I don’t think much changes in their world, but then again, what do I know about roly polies? I think it’s safe to say that unless you’re a roly poley, this shit-show we call 2020 handed you some changes. |
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