Before you read this blog, I want to warn you that I have a Gemini rising, which means that my thoughts are all over the place and rarely stay on one subject for too long, which explains today’s Blog.
I had an interesting awareness this afternoon. A client emailed and gave me the names of several doctors she is thinking of seeing. She asked me to “tune in” to which one would best suit her needs and as I was reading her email, my inner voice had a strong reaction. I sat back and asked my inner voice what was up and I heard the word “crippled.” Then the voice went on to say that if I answered that question for her rather than guiding her to ask her intuition, I would be crippling her.
It’s that same thought about teaching people how to fish rather than giving them a fish. Doing psychic readings for people is definitely walking a fine line between helping or crippling them. Most of my clients are people who want help understanding their lives and their life path, but occasionally I get a person who wants me to make all their decisions for them so that they don’t have to do it themselves and that’s just not healthy.
I had an interesting thought yesterday. I was reading the posts of the students in my on line psychic development class and was thinking about the various struggles people go through in developing their spiritual gifts.
I had a thought about how we physical beings carry the characteristics of our physical parents and we’re not un-comfortable saying, I inherited that from my mom or my dad or my grandma did that and that’s where I got that ability. We are comfortable talking in physical terms, but are uncomfortable when we talk in spiritual terms such as claiming we inherited our gifts (like the gift of prophecy) from our soul parents, God.
A dear friend of mine once told me that when I realize I have the capacity to heal myself, I will finally know my oneness with God and I’ve never forgotten that.
A couple of weeks ago I had quite an experience and have gone back and forth about whether or not to share it in a blog.
It was Friday night, June 3rd, about 10:00. I was sitting cutting out material to sew a patch quilt blanket and my right arm went numb. I didn’t think anything of it but then I started to feel a bit odd. kind of creepy/clammy. And then a pain hit the middle of chest so hard I thought I was going to pass out. I became very disoriented and kept grabbing my chest thinking that would make the pain stop. I called 911, sure that I was having a heart attack.
The paramedics and fire department arrived and we all thought something serious was going on. They gave me 4 baby aspirin right away. My blood pressure was very high (it’s normally low) and I had a slight temperature. The pain continued and I could barely breathe. As I was just about to climb on the stretcher, the pain stopped. Absolutely STOPPED. But my body felt very strange and they insisted I go to the hospital anyway.
What was most memorable about the night was that I felt stoned out of my mind for almost three hours while I laid in the hospital. My body felt numb from the neck down and I just laid there, hardly able to speak. I asked them if they had given me any medication that would cause this totally numbed out feeling and other than the baby aspirin, they hadn’t given me anything.
I remember my jaw hurting real bad and I’d get twitches of pain in my chest, but nothing else physically happened. They were concerned that I may have had another stroke because I was very confused about what day it was, where I was, what was happening, but when the results came back from the chest and brain ct scan, nothing showed up.
The reason I mention this whole experience is because I’m wondering if, while I was so out of it for those three hours, if I wasn’t receiving healing and that’s why everything seemed fine when they did the ct scans a couple hours after all the feeling came back into my body.
My body was literally numb from the neck down. I laid on that gurney, aware of my head and I’d look down at my body that had no feeling and wonder what was happening, but there was such a calmness with the experience, I didn’t really care one way or the other.
So here’s my point in all of this. If my physical mother had been there, she would have tried to comfort and heal the situation. But what about the thought that my spiritual mother/father God was there, comforting and healing me and that’s why all the tests came back fine. That’s a powerful thought to realize we can ask for and believe that our spiritual parent is healing us. Maybe my physical body malfunctioned and my spiritual parent stepped in and fixed the problem.
I can think of other times I’ve been in the hospital when I didn’t get immediate healing, but I also learned a lot from those experiences and they were valuable to my growth.
Because I’m working on a book about Death right now, I’ve been thinking about it pretty much non stop lately.Death and life and “what’s it all about Alfie” kind of stuff and the thought occurred to me that it’s about recognizing the attributes we have of God, our soul parent. Making that our goal rather than just focusing on what we have going on physically..
Someone emailed me this morning and asked if it’s possible to learn everything in one lifetime because the belief of reincarnation goes against her Christian beliefs.
I personally can’t imagine learning it all in one lifetime. I remember my psychic teacher telling us that the end result of reincarnation was to sit at the right hand of God, knowing our oneness with Him/Her. Having the same wisdom, gentleness, intelligence, kindness, understanding, sensitivity, patience and love that God has, without judgements.
My hat is off to her if she can accomplish all of that in one lifetime, but I think it’s impossible.
So I guess after all that, the question I pose in this Blog is:
- Do you ever look at the spiritual attributes you’ve inherited from God?
- Do you relate to yourself more as a physical being or a spiritual being?
- And if you do relate more as a spiritual being than a physical being, do you ever take an inventory of the spiritual parts you inherited?
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