Humans, Star People or Something Else?

 

Why am I here?  I’ve often asked myself this question when I was getting stoned but I haven’t smoked pot in a very long time.  Now I just ask the question because I want to know why God put me on this Earth to go through all the crap I’ve lived through.

But, speaking of being stoned, did you know that just about all (maybe even all) native cultures smoked or drank some kind of plant medicine for healing or, to transport their consciousness in order to commune with who or what they called God? I don’t know about you but I find this fascinating. People have been getting high since the beginning of time.  People have also been debauched since the beginning of time. And gay. And thieves. And prostitutes.

Just read the history of the world.  Just read the Bible. It’s all there.

It makes me crazy when people say “what is this world coming to?”  I know I was a dirty, drunken slut (actually “whore” sounds more genteel, right? – I hate to offend)  in a past life but that doesn’t mean I didn’t believe in God or deserve His love.

I really need to stop digressing when I write. Sometimes it even annoys me……………..

Some would say we chose to come to Earth. Really? From where?  This just begs another question……….who are we and where are we from?

Okay, we know we’re humans – well we have human bodies anyway.

I don’t particularly feel like a human.  Humans suck – not all humans suck all of the time. But, a good majority of human sucks most of the time.

That’s been my experience. I hope yours has been better.

I have always felt like I was from “somewhere else.”  Ever since I can remember, I never felt like I belonged here. There is nothing worse than feeling out of place – especially when you’re a kid.  I covered up those feelings with a wise ass attitude but deep inside I was really hurting.  I was longing for something but I didn’t know what that something was.

I would look up at the stars and wonder what was really out there.  I was fascinated by the idea of other inhabited planets and galaxies.  My favorite show all those years ago was “Lost in Space.” It seemed perfectly normal to me to have a robot for a friend. ( but I did think that Dr. Smith was a traitorous pansy ass)

This much I know.  We all come from God or Source. We are all born of Earthly bodies. We all have a soul although our birthplace varies.  Some of us were born in other worlds or realms. Some were born on another planet or star. We were chosen to be sent to Earth or made the choice to come here to help raise the vibration of the planet.  Our purpose is to assist in illuminating other souls and to help them understand the meaning of life which, most of us are still trying to figure out.

Are you still with me or did you get the x out of here?  Okay. Good. I’m glad you stayed.

If you can accept this you must be able to accept the idea of past lives, reincarnation and ancient civilizations. How could only one planet in the whole Universe (now called Multiverse) be gifted with life?  Are we so full of our own egos that we can’t see that?  Do we not dare think so openly because of a particular religious affiliation?  If you are Jewish this doesn’t change the Old Testament stories. Nor does it change the Jesus story of the New Testament.  God is not limited or defined to Earth alone. God is God of a vast and unlimited Multiverse.  Let that penetrate for a moment or two.

Mainstream media usually depicts “extra terrestrials” (I hate that term so I am going to use the term “star people”) as being frightening and ugly. We are taught to fear that which we don’t understand. (Just wait until those UFO government files are declassified people!!!)  How else can we see these beings except as scary and manipulative if, as humans, we can’t even accept ourselves as being equal to one another?

Throughout ancient history, there are many, many examples of how the star people integrated with societies throughout the world. The biggest example that comes to mind is ancient Egypt.  Have you seen some of those hieroglyphs? Take a good look at the ones with the wings in the picture here.  You will never convince me that they are birds. The Egyptians knew how to draw birds. These, my friends, are not birds.  They are “ancient astronaut vehicles.”

Wait!

Stop!

Don’t go yet! 

I promise I took my medicine.

Just open your mind to the idea that throughout history our societies were influenced by other worldly beings.

The pyramids of Giza are positioned in a way that is more than coincidental. Three pyramids perfectly match with the stars in Orion’s belt. Even the size of the pyramids are related to the brightness of the stars. Two pyramids are identical with the third being half as high as them just as two of the stars are equally bright with the third half as bright. The pyramids are even positioned in an almost perfect line with the North Magnetic Pole.

Coincidence? Nah. This positioning of the pyramids would have required massive knowledge in science, geometry, and astronomy at the very least. How did an ancient civilization acquire such knowledge?

Ancient Egypt is only one example. Look at the ancient technology of the Mayans, the Aztecs and the Incas.

It still remains a mystery as to how Machu Picchu was built. The stones in these amazing buildings were not sealed with mortar.  The stones were cut so precisely, and wedged so closely together, that a credit card cannot be inserted between them.  Where did this technology come from? Peru is a seismically unstable country. What I find particularly fascinating is that Machu Picchu was constructed on top of two fault lines. When an earthquake occurs, the stones in the buildings are said to “dance;” that is, they bounce through the tremors and then fall back into place. Without this building method, many of the best known buildings at Machu Picchu would have collapsed long ago. Fascinating, right? How long did it take our modern architects to come up with this engineering?

Stories of intelligent beings visiting our planet from the cosmos date back to the beginning of time, and span throughout many different native cultures at various points in human history. Antiquity is filled with stories of beings, materials and flying objects that, according to modern day thinking, should not have existed. Maybe these people were just stoned. Or maybe they saw these things because they were stoned and their unconscious minds were open to receive.

This Multiverse is full of beautiful and magical mysteries. Open your eyes. Open your hearts to the possibilities.  Let go of what you’ve been taught and embrace what you feel. The possibilities are endless.  I believe we already know these mysteries but have “forgotten” them as we’ve transcended lifetimes.

This brings me to the 10 extra DNA strands we have in our body that medical science calls “junk DNA”.  No way. Our creator is way too intelligent to have left unconnected pieces inside of us.  At some point in the evolution of man, these strands served a purpose. We just don’t remember what it is. But, we are starting to remember.  We are starting to evolve as spiritual beings.

Recent information has come to light which reveals that the higher purpose of this so-called “junk DNA,” is to support a “multidimensional consciousness.”  This “consciousness” is actually our natural state of being. Realigning and reconnecting with our creator is how we can attain that state and even reconnect those DNA strands. When we are multidimensional, our physic abilities are reawakened and we develop an ability to connect on the etheric level. This is where we can live in multiple dimensions at once. We can hear, see and communicate with others in these dimensions.

Think I”m nuts yet? Ask Al.  When I come home he doesn’t ask how I am today, he asks who I am today. Sometimes I will ring the Tibetan bell outside of my door to clear the energy before I enter.  Other times, I will touch the mezuzah on my door post and kiss my fingers.

For those not born into one of the twelve tribes of Israel, the mezuzah, which is placed on doorways in Jewish homes, holds a piece of parchment containing two selections of verses (Deuteronomy 6:4-9 and Deuteronomy 11:13-21. This is the Shema prayer which expresses the unity of God. The verses start with “Hear, O Israel, the Lord is our God, the Lord is One,” and continue with the commandment to love God with all of your heart. The parchment is placed in a small encasement and affixed on doorposts of the home. The tradition in many Jewish homes is to place one’s hand on the mezuzah when passing by. Some kiss the hand that touched it.

Sometimes I just say thank you God or thank you Jesus or Mother Gaia (Mother Earth) for providing the things I need. Sometimes I thank Lord Ganesha for clearing obstacles from my path. Sometimes I thank Quan Yin for the beautiful love she brings to my heart. All of those and so much more are magnificent. Can you give me a good reason why I shouldn’t experience all of it?

The point for me is that I am all religions and all religions are in me. I am the Universe/Multiverse and the Universe/Multiverse is in me.  There are many paths to God and God has many names. For myself, I have shed the idea of defining myself to a particular religion or belief system.  I actually love learning about all paths to God; all paths to the Light. Each story is beautiful and amazing in it’s own way.  It doesn’t matter to me if I get to God by the stairs, the escalator or the elevator. I am only interested in getting there so why not experience all of the amazing ways to know and understand God?  Of those various paths, take what resonates with you and let the rest of what you don’t need or want, go. Just let it go.

We were taught that religious groups had to behave in certain ways or do certain things or you couldn’t belong to their affiliation. Says who?  Really, tell me.  Says who?  Is God actually the CEO sitting behind some great big Christian, Jewish or Hindu desk somewhere? How do we know one story is true and another is not? That one way is the path to salvation and the other is the path to some kind of hell? Did God actually cite all of the individual “laws” or “rules” that each religion has?  Tell me. Show me.

Many say that the Bible is God’s Word. Perhaps it is but it is also full of contradictions.  God didn’t actually write the Bible, print it out and send it to each individual in the world by UPS. (I have nothing against Fed Ex , btw)  It was humans professing to hear the Word of God who actually wrote the Bible. How do we know they heard God correctly?  How do we know that they correctly interpreted what God was saying to them?

Did you ever think that maybe Adam and Eve looked like apes, thereby giving us the story of creation in both the biblical and scientific sense?  Perhaps they were ape like. Perhaps God gave them fur because they didn’t have clothes. Can science and religion both be right?

Did you ever wonder why in the Old Testament God was portrayed as a “vengeful and jealous God” and then one day he just changed His mind? Just like that He went from extreme vengeance by  proclaiming “an eye for an eye” to espousing “love the neighbor”?  If that resonates with you that’s okay but it doesn’t resonate with me. I believe there is much, much more to the story. I believe there are things that we will never understand as long as we walk on this Earth. I also believe that star people are somehow involved in the whole mystery. Call me crazy. It wouldn’t be the first time and I’m sure it won’t be the last. 🙂

In my opinion, we can’t rely on another person’s experience of religion or beliefs. We have to find out for ourselves.  Why don’t we let ourselves experience this freely?   The reason? Fear.  Fear is what keeps us tied to a certain belief system. Fear that if we don’t follow what we were taught then something bad will happen to us and we will not be in communion with God. Well, guess what people…….God is inside each and every one of us and if you look for the light you will find it.  The light will illuminate your path as you walk it and you will begin to understand your own personal truth. You will come to know how you were evolved. where you came from and possibly, if you listen closely enough, where you’re going.

 

Love,

Dana

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Conversing with Nature Spirits – yes, Fairies!

 

Fairy_Land_wallpaperWe have a little problem with Wolf spiders at my house.  Yeh, I never heard of them either until I moved to Western Pennsylvania.  The Wolf spiders that hang out at my house are large, black and ugly but they really can’t help what they look like. (My husband is white, skinny and has a bald spot but I don’t hold that against him. Well, not in the dark anyway -grins)

I don’t like the idea of killing another living being so when these spiders and other little “pests” invade my home, I try the most natural approach possible in order to coax them to leave (or at least go down in the basement and hide in the walls where I can’t see them).  My basement was really wet when we bought the house. We literally had a small creek running through it. Frogs took up residence down there. I really think Al just wanted to brag that we had “waterfront property” and that he could go fishing in his bathrobe and slippers whenever he wanted.  Actually, he does that anyway.  Hey, he has to answer to the police – not me. I’ll spend the bail money on some tchotchke for my very own self.

It’s absolutely ESSENTIAL to know what a tchotchke is if you’re a Jewish girl or dating one. It’s pronounced “choch-ke.” A tchotchke is a completely non-functional item such as a gorgeous piece of jewelry, (I personally like David Yurman) or even a Ming Dynasty vase. It’s one of those things you buy when you’re a little depressed or feel bloated and are desperately in need of retail therapy. Or, if you’re like my grandmother, a tchotchke is an ugly, blue ceramic rooster. OMG, my family should have put that stupid rooster in the casket with her. She spent years promising each one of us that we could have that prized possession of hers on the day she died. No one wanted it. Good Will even sent it back to us. That’s how ugly this freaking thing was. 

Anyway………..

Al’s solution for removing the spiders from our house is a can of Raid. My solution is peppermint oil and, and having a chat with the nature spirits. You know, nature spirits? Fairies? Yes, I said fairies. I do, I do, I do believe in fairies!  I’m really coming out of the spiritual closet here.  I can’t even imagine what some of my old school friends are thinking if they’re creeping on my Facebook and reading my blogs.  Wow! That Dana was strange back in high school. She’s a real head case now! Whatever. Screw em.

I find that having a little chat with the fairies and asking them to keep the spiders outside or Fairy_Wallpaper_c_HD_Johnson_MMV_0031_copydown the basement has been super helpful. Every now and then I get a renegade spider in the bathtub. If that happens, I just capture it in a paper cup, put it outside and once again coax the fairies (more like bribe them with chocolate) to keep the spiders out.  (Al gets really pissed when I steal his Hershey Kisses for the fairies)

Sometimes the fairies get a good giggle seeing me have a melt down in the morning when I find a spider in the tub. They really enjoy having fun at my expense. So, when those hilarious little fairies let the spiders sneak in to tease me, I use peppermint oil to make the bathing experience of the spiders completely undesirable. I mix the peppermint oil with water and put it in a spray bottle. No chemicals. Happy fairies. Happy me and a very amused husband.

Nature Spirits are metaphysical beings who inhabit and work with the energies of the non-physical worlds such as the astral plane. They are involved in every aspect of life and in every natural process. They are charged with guarding Mother Earth and are often wary of human beings. Sometimes they are unfriendly toward humans because of the damage we have done to their beloved Earth. If you find a friendly fairy like Tinkerbell, (but real) they can become our powerful co-workers, co-creators and companions.

The surface of the Earth is overflowing with an almost incomprehensible variety of these non-physical beings, each having its own special functions to perform. Nature spirits are part of a hierarchy of life that begins with the angels and filters down through the spiritual planes into manifestation in the physical world. Nature spirits are a part of Earth’s landscape. They are part of the rocks, the soil, the oceans and lakes. They preside over areas of woodland and fields or cultivated areas such as gardens. They direct the activities of all natural processes within their sphere of influence. They emit the necessary impulses for the harmonious functioning of the natural Earth formations and the flora in their care. Nature spirits are inseparable from the four elements and are an essential part in the creation process of all living things. Their every action is filled with joyful celebration as they help to shape the part of the environment they are charged with caring for.

We can learn to perceive these magical beings by learning to develop our “clair” senses such as clairvoyance (clear seeing), clairaudience (clear hearing) and clairsentience (clear feeling).  This can be achieved through meditation and practice as well as a true desire to connect with the things we cannot see but, know to be there. In other words – ya just gotta believe!

Recognition and acknowledgement from human beings assists nature spirits in the growth of their consciousness and awareness. This is a means by which we can contribute to the spiritual evolution and elevation of our world. Many nature spirits bask in our admiration of their plants or the areas they tend. Even if a human being cannot see them, just knowing and believing the nature spirits are here with us, gives energy, life and power to them so that they can do their work for the world.

Throughout history, humans have sought to describe the fairy realm in stories, songs, and images. Yet, these are only shadows of the deep and complex reality of the “other worlds.”  In our modern world there are many who ridicule those who “believe in faeries,” yet those who do not experience the fairy realm have simply forgotten their natural ability to perceive beyond the veil of the physical world.

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Unfortunately, our collective lack of awareness of these otherworldly inhabitants has brought about a trivialization of faeries as well as a rampant disregard for the spirits of nature and nature herself. It is my belief that we need to reconnect with faerie, plant, animal, mineral, and elemental beings in mutual respect so that we may restore harmony and balance to our minds and bodies, as well as healing to the many areas of our planet that we have damaged.

I can see fairy energy. To me, the energy looks like little white sparkles that bubble and pop all around me. (yes, I’ve had my eyes checked) I can feel the presence of the fairies. I see flashes of color as they quickly move around me.  Fairies vibrate on a frequency which is much higher than the frequency on which we vibrate on Earth. In order to see, feel and hear the fae you have to be able to raise your vibration to get close to their vibration or, they have to lower their vibration to get closer to our vibration.

It takes a good deal of energy and trust on the part of the nature spirits to make this happen.  Fairies can be quite shy and as I’ve said, wary of humans. I let them know that I am a friend to the Earth and mean them no harm. That’s when the fairies insisted I start to recycle. (Me and my loud thoughts – it ain’t easy being an intuitive) And, it’s not just my  trash they make me recycle.  I pick up trash wherever I go. I never thought I would be a trash minion for fairies. Hopefully your hobby is better than mine.

Mommy! Mommy! there’s that crazy neighbor lady with the trash bag walking around again and talking to the air. She’s picking stuff up off of the ground. Eww, Gross!

Shut up kid or I’ll send my spiders to invade your Scooby Doo underwear.

You can always find fairies around plants, animals and children. Fairies love to sing and dance. They play tirelessly so they naturally gravitate to children who often see them with eyes that have not yet become jaded.  Have you ever considered that the “imaginary friends of children aren’t so imaginary after all?

I’m sharing my beliefs in the hope that more people become willing to make it known that they believe in fairies.  This will give others courage to share that they too, believe in the fae. Hopefully, more people will “come out” of the spiritual closet.

Be right back……….doorbell ringing………….let me peek out the window………

Oh bother! Those pesky men in the white coats are here AGAIN!!!!

I wish those damn neighbors would mind their own business.

Love,

Dana

 

 

A Letter from Trouble, My Dog Angel

 

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Mommy and Trouble Dog

Dear Mommy,

Today is one year in Earth time since I transitioned to spirit. I am so proud to tell you that I just recently earned my dog angel wings. I haven’t eaten any sofas up here or chased any neighbors. (I have to say though that it was really fun to watch Lowell turn white as a ghost [no pun intended] when he saw me running toward him. That old man can run! Maybe Daddy should tell him that he needs to wear a belt because his butt crack hangs out of his pants. Te-he! Anyway, to celebrate the momentous occasion of my wings, the boss of all the dog angels said I could make a request for anything I wanted.  Well, the only thing I want is to let you know that I am well and happy.  The dog angel boss said I could write you a letter and leave it under your pillow. You would be so proud of me, Mom.  I wrote this letter all by myself. I can hold the pen in my paw up here!

So Mommy, listen!  I’m not dead and I never left you! Nothing ever dies you know.  We are all eternal souls inhabiting physical bodies while on earth. In the vastness of the Universe, outside of the earthly plane, there is no such thing as time and there is no such thing as death. Our souls just move on to a different place and we have a different experience. It’s really great except it’s so sad for the people who are left behind on Earth. No one up here likes to see their loved ones grieving. This is why we send you little signs to let you know we’re okay (it took me half an hour to convince that blue bird to give me one of his feathers. It took another half hour to convince him to serenade you with his beautiful song. I wanted to entice you to come outside to listen to it so you could see the lovely blue feather from him that I placed for you in the garden on my memorial).  Everyone knows that feathers are a sign from spirit, right Mom? Just in case they don’t know though, please tell them in your blog. Someday the whole world will read your blog and even Oprah will come out of retirement to interview you.  You just have to believe in yourself. Everyone has to believe in themselves and ask God and the angels for a little guidance. The Universe is filled with endless possibilities. There are lots of mysteries up here in heaven that people on earth aren’t supposed to know until they get here. I can’t really tell you what they are or I’ll get in deep doo doo. But, I can tell you that you are never alone. Your angels and guides are always around you loving and supporting you.

Death isn’t really death.  It’s like that poem by Henry Scott Holland. I am just in a different place now; a place in which you have only been able to receive a glimpse. Yes, I know that you saw me that night. You’re not crazy. I was really standing (I wiped my paws first) on your bed, comforting you. It makes me so sad when you cry. If you could know how alive I really am I know you wouldn’t be sad anymore.

I know that you feel me around you. Onyx can feel me and she sees me too. Dogs senses are much more developed than humans. Sometimes Onyx and I play together. I love her even though she still steals my bones. I love to jump out from behind the door and scare the heck out of her. It’s so funny when she jumps straight up in the air and looks around. (hey who did that?) [It’s me, it’s me, Trouble! hahaha] At first she was mad at me when I left but now she understands. She says Callie and Ruckus are a pain her ass. Oh and they see me too.  When they are standing in the middle of the floor barking at “nothing” it’s because I’m there playing with them. So next time this happens, instead of telling them to be quiet, you can smile with joy because I’m there with them!  I sure picked a good puppy when I sent Ruckus to you! The red bow that Daddy put on her collar was a nice touch – thank you very much.  Oh, Daddy! It’s funny because he thinks he comes up with this stuff by himself. Hah!

I remember the moment before I left you. You were hugging me and telling me how much you loved me. You whispered that I shouldn’t be afraid because I was going to be with God and that my sister, Smokey, would soon come for me. You were right.  She helped me to cross the Rainbow Bridge. Mom, it was so beautiful.  It’s just like in the poem. I think a human must have been there and came back to be able to describe its beauty. Everything is green and misty and colorful and there are amazing things to smell. Everyone at the bridge is so happy and running around with excitement at the prospect of being reunited with their beloved humans or furry family again.

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Smokey, The Most Beautiful Bridesmaid Ever!

When Smokey led me across the bridge, I was greeted by legions of angels; some even had paws like me. We ran and we flew through these amazing halls and tunnels that were filled with light. There was singing and joyous barking and all I could feel was LOVE!  Smokey has her wings too! They are gossamer with beautiful gold thread that glisten in the light.  I told her you wouldn’t like it when she jumps in the creek and then drags her wings through the mud (which she constantly does) but she never listens to me.  Oh and she asked me to tell you she collects greasy pizza boxes and half picked over turkey frames up here too. She said telling you that would make you smile. By the way, Smokey doesn’t roll in poop anymore. She says she only did it on Earth (I was never that gross) because she didn’t want you to go to work.   She thought if you had to bathe her you would miss the train and stay home. She’s very sorry that she made you upset with her. She asked me to tell you that one of the greatest days of her life is when she got to be your maid of honor on your day wedding to Daddy. The look on the minister’s face was priceless when he saw Smokey in that chic little hat.

Oh and Bandit and Sky, Muffin, Taz and Moey are all here. I have a couple of new best friends too, Sandy and Dixie. (you know their moms) We all have such a great time playing together although Sky can be a little snooty at times. She never wants to get her paws dirty.  There’s a gigantic palace here just filled with soft and fluffy feather mattresses that we usually sleep on. They are so bouncy! We can’t help but play on them. Sky will jump on the beds with us once in a while but she would rather just lay on her big fluffy pillows, have a massage and get her nails done. Can you believe there are no Asian nail techs here? Oops, I don’t think I should have said that. I’m probably going to have to go and do a good deed now but that’s okay.

You would love it here, Mom. This place rocks! There are so many dogs! No one is sick in heaven, Mom and no one has fleas! And guess what else?  All the bones a dog could ever want to eat grows on trees here. It’s so awesome! We can dig holes and, jump fences and run through vegetable gardens and not get in trouble. (I really don’t like zucchini but the breads you make are irresistible – It wasn’t Onyx, it was me who took the gigantic bite out of the bread you left on the counter that day. It was fun to watch her get yelled at though)  We chase bunnies and squirrels too and, – you’re gonna love this part – we never hurt them when we catch them – it’s just for fun.

I remember the day that Father Joe told you that dogs don’t go to heaven and how upset you were. I’m happy to say that he was completely wrong! When he gets up here I’m gonna pee on his shoe. Just kidding.

I thought you would want to know that I spend a lot of time fishing with your dad. He’s kind of cantankerous but that might be because he isn’t really allowed to catch the fish. That’s the rules! It could also be because Smokey is constantly rolling rocks down the hill and hitting him on the head. We all sit together at the endlessly beautiful clear blue lake and watch over you on Earth.  The lake is like a giant crystal ball and you can see everything. Don’t worry though, it always gets blurry when you’re taking a shower or in bed with Daddy.  No one up here is ever allowed to see naked people on Earth. But, Smokey did explain to me why you locked us out of the bedroom and called those special treats “sex bones!”

I also spend a lot of time with your Nanny and Poppy.  We eat ice cream together all the time and they tell me all about you when you were a young girl. I know you never ate furniture or shoes or other stuff like that but I hear you were really, really bad doing human stuff. Oh and they know you stole their cigarettes every  now and then.

Grandmom Rose is here too. She cooks a lot and tries to feed me her matzoh balls. I don’t want to hurt her feelings so I pretend to eat them. Mostly I just give them to Smokey though. She likes to pretend that they’re rocks (well, let’s be honest – they are) and aim them at your dad when he’s sitting in his fishing chair at the lake. Those matzoh balls are more like cannon balls. Grandmom Rose’s  cooking hasn’t improved since she’s gotten up here but, heaven is state of complete and utter gloriously happy consciousness and Grandmom Rose is in her bliss. She’s overjoyed that she can cook and bake all day.  The good thing for the rest of us is that no one has to eat her cooking! Heaven is a win-win for all!  I forgot to mention that Grandmom Rose doesn’t call your mom “malach ha-movis” (angel of death) anymore. She got in trouble for saying it. The angels made her eat her own gefilte fish (a/k/a Jewish meatloaf a/k/a that stuff that makes people afraid of Jews). She was kvetching (and retching) for a week.

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Happy Mouse About to be “Relocated”

I also wanted to tell you that when you and Daddy get up here you’re getting a huge award from the  head mouse angel.  Whenever you guys trap a mouse at home and set it free, the mice sing your praises. They want to thank you for standing up and saying RODENT LIVES MATTER! IMG_0818They love the mouse transport machine that Daddy made. It’s ingenious! Do you remember the time we had orange mice because Daddy spray painted their tails to see if we were catching the same ones over and over?  Hilarious. The mice are still giggling over that one.  Ah, the joys of living in the country.  I know you would rather have mice than those icky water bugs from Philly that would pop out in the dark and scare the crap out of you. You might have to answer for calling the exterminator on them though. Oops. I’m not sure if I was supposed to tell you that. Shit. I mean, shoot. (I’m still learning, sorry, Mom)

Mommy, I want you to know that each night when you go to sleep, I come back and stay with you. All of the fur babies up here go back to their Earthly homes when their families go to sleep.  Sometimes I bring some friends who never had humans to love them. We guard and watch over you. I curl up on my spot in the bed right next to you so I can hear you breathe. I feel you reach out for me and cry because you think I’m not there – you’re wrong. I am there! I know how much you miss me but I’m not really gone.  I kiss away your tears and comfort you into sleep.  (you know you really should take your mascara off before you go to bed. I think after over 20 years of being with Daddy, he doesn’t mind seeing you without make-up. Nanny says to tell you to use more night cream on your face and that you should wrap your head in toilet paper and hairpins so you don’t wake up with hair all rumpled. I don’t know what that’s about. I’m just passing the message.  Oh and one more thing. When I was a dog I couldn’t talk but now I want to take this moment to tell you that you snore….really, really loud. You should take some sinus medication or something. It’s very annoying.

The only bad things about being here is that there are no burglars to bark at and most importantly, you’re not here. Other than that, it’s great. I don’t have allergies or skin rashes and my paws don’t itch anymore. There are no veterinarians here either. (I think those thermometer wielding bastards all went to hell – oops – sorry again) I now understand that the only reason you took me to the vet is to make me feel better and not because I was behaving badly.

I also want you to know that you couldn’t have saved me; it was just my time to go.  You made the right decision and I’ll always be grateful that I didn’t have to suffer. Allowing me to transition peacefully with you and Daddy at my side was a very comforting experience for me – just another testament of your love for me. I felt safe and unafraid in your arms that night. I always knew you would never let anything bad happen to me and I trusted you always. I’m so lucky to have you. Thank you, Mommy.

The angels are calling me to get busy with my deeds so I must go. Please remember that I will be with you as long as your heart is beating and, when it ceases, you will cross Rainbow Bridge to be with me. Love never dies and neither do we.

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Trouble Dog

 

 

 

*Note from Trouble’s Mommy

Trouble loved people and animals (okay maybe not cats so much) of every race, color and sexual orientation, as do I. We are all citizens of this Earth.  The reference to the Asian nail techs was purely for comic relief.  No harm or insult was meant.  I’m sure I will insult other races and ethnic backgrounds in future posts.  Everyone is equal in my world. 🙂

Energy Clearing and Saging: Mom, What the Hell are you Smoking?

 

FullSizeRender(9)Some friends recently visited my home.  When they left, I really felt the need to do some serious energy clearing, (also known as space clearing, smudging, or saging) in order to remove some negative energies that were still lingering in the house. I love my friends but the baggage they carry around with them from their previous marriages is enough to stagnate my space for several lifetimes.  Let it go already. It’s been 15 freaking years. Move on.

Anyway, I found myself in my kitchen with my white sage bundle and my turkey feathers (no turkeys were injured in the gathering of these feathers). I called in my angels and guides, lit the sage, waited for it to really catch and then gently blew out the flame until I had billows of smoke all around me. I have no idea what was going through my mind as I continued to light the bundle repeatedly and blow it out until my kitchen was completely full of smoke. If some is good, more is better, right? Not always. The idea is to cleanse the space not to fumigate it. My kitchen looked like something out of a Cheech and Chong movie. (Please tell me you know who they are). Sage has a wonderful aroma but I guess it could be likened to marijuana if you’re not familiar with the smell. My eyes were tearing, I was choking and sputtering, my dogs were sneezing and in walks my daughter.  I saw her look at me dumbfounded, sniff the air and shriek.  “MOTHER, what the HELL are you smoking?”FullSizeRender

The ritual of burning sage, called saging or smudging, is one of the oldest and purest methods of cleansing negative or impure energy from a person or a space. Native American sage burning (did you ever wonder what was really in those peace pipes?) is the most commonly recognized form of this ritual although this practice exists in many other cultures throughout the world – from the Catholic Church’s use of the rich aroma of frankincense to the use of the pleasant and uplifting scent of palo santo (sacred wood) in purification rites by indigenous people of the Andes.

I use white sage (salvia apiana) which is commonly found in smudge sticks. The leaves of the sage plant are burned and the smoke is directed into and onto areas that are in need of clearing and protection.  As the leaves burn and you speak and express your gratitude for its assistance, the spirit of the sage plant releases its positive energy into the space or onto the object that needs to be cleansed or cleared. As the smoke billows through the room or moves over a surface, it attaches itself to any negative energy that is within the space. As the smoke clears, the spirit of white sage carries the now unattached negative energy up to the divine light for transmutation. This heavy energy becomes released, so that it may transform to positive energy.

“Salvia,” the Latin for sage, stems from the word ‘to heal.’ Sage leaves are a grayish-whitish-green. Rubbing them between your fingers causes a wonderful cleansing scent to be released. Aside from healing and purification, benefits of burning sage include increased spiritual awareness, protection, clarity and, of course, wisdom.  Is it an accident that we refer to wise people as “sages”?  I wonder if “sage” could  just be another name for stoner.  Hmmm. This is definitely something worth pondering for a future post. 🙂

There are many different types of sage, including “diviners sage”  (salvia divinorum) which, according to Wikipedia, is a hallucinogenic.   I actually think I got some of that diviner stuff by mistake last week. Yikes.

When I first started communicating with the spirit world, I realized that sometimes energies would linger in the spaces where I conducted readings. I would always set the intention that by doing a visualization my space would be clear. This comes in handy when I’m at a place where I can’t use the sage.

It’s very simple to do. Just imagine that the impure energies (either yours or energies you have picked up from others), are released from your energy field, back to the earth. This is called grounding and clearing. It is a highly beneficial practice for any intuitive or energy worker. Close your eyes and take a few deep breaths. Call in  your angels and guides and ask them to protect and assist you. Visualize yourself in a bubble of pure white light. See any dark or heavy energy that may have attached itself to you, exit through your feet and become released back to the earth.  You can use this routine to clear your house, or any space where the energy feels thick or heavy.   Many times I use this technique after I have a fight with my husband. 🙂  I see him disappearing with the negative energies.  Bye bye, Al!

Sometimes the mental clearing isn’t enough (Al is still there) and you have to use the white sage.  Again, it’s important to set an intention. You can repeat a mantra or a prayer.  I call in my angels and guides. After placing a bubble of white light around me, I ask them to assist me by transmuting all negative energies into positive energies.  I do this as I walk through the house or around the space or object I am cleansing.  You should do and say whatever feels right for you in your cleansing ritual.

I suggest you use a heat proof container or bowl to put the sage in after you light it.  I use white sage bundles or sticks which are readily available in metaphysical stores or on the internet. Once the stick begins to flame,  blow it out.   Once the flame is blown out, it will smoke. (Don’t be an idiot like me and let it flame and burn). The movement and release of the energy comes with the smoke and not with the flame.

Place the lit, smoking top of the sage stick, down inside the bowl and use  your hand or a feather to “waft” the smoke to the areas you want to cleanse. When doing my entire house, I usually start in the basement and then walk clockwise around the house. It’s important to let the sage smoke get into the corners and into closets and other small spaces where negative energies can linger.  When you are finished, open a window to release the smoke and attached energies.

I self-smudge too. I usually do this every other day or so. You can take your bowl of lit sage and put it on the floor between your feet and ankles.  Bend over and waft the smoke upward until you have sent the smoke above your head.

I also like to burn rosemary and palo santo in my space while I am doing a reading or meditation. Palo santo is a mystical tree that grows on the coast of South America and is related to frankincense and myrrh.  In Spanish, Palo santo means “holy wood”.  Also readily available in metaphysical stores and on the internet, it has sweet notes of pine, mint and lemon and is enjoyed by many for its energetically cleansing and healing properties that are similar to sage.  It provides an uplifting scent that raises your vibration in preparation for meditation and allows for a deeper connection to the Source of all creation.  It is also said that palo santo enhances creativity and brings good fortune to those who are open to its magic.  It’s also fabulous for helping to keep away mosquitoes! I throw some in with the wood in my fire pit. Palo santo does not affect the taste of smores so no worries there.   Oh my gosh! Have you tried smores with bananas and peanut butter cups? Yummie!

Hmmm. I wonder if burning sage and palo santo is giving me the munchies!

 

With Love, Healing & Crystal Energy,

Dana

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