January 18 ~ Techno Fae

Confirmation is a powerful thing ~ I feel I should be singing that with an electronica beat behind it!  Like Cascada (love that band!). Since last year and the flooding that occured in the local area (actually it was more like the whole of South-East Queensland), I have had significant difficulties with our internet connection.

I smudged, affirmed, consecrated and attuned our internet with so much Reiki it is a wonder it was working.  I even did the practical thing (shock, horror) and had numerous tech guys come in to give their input into the 'healing'.  They would shake their heads in disbelief invariably 'fix' the problem then and there.  The only difficulty was that as soon as the left (or three days afterwards) the fix would stop working. ARRGH!  C'mon Universe ~ the internet is the lifeline of my connection with the world as well as the core of my business.

Today, a miracle occurred.  A friend directed me to a computer-ManGod (CMG) who was also Celtically inclined. I'm aware that Celtically is a new word too ~ I just created it ;)  CMG had been to see my computers once before.  He wanted time to ponder what was going on with it all.  When he visited yesterday, he said: I think it is your modem.

Simple words. Yet so powerful. Every other darn thing had been replaced, measured, tested and modified - except the modem.

If it hadn't been for all the energy that I poured into our devices and the wonderful Techno Fae that assist with technology, I do not think we would have had internet this long.  I picture these fae as having garments covered in circuitry and little lightning bolts for hair.  Plus, they all tend to look like Harry Potter. *giggles*

Now, I just have to work out what I should leave for the Techno Fae in thanks. Rum and tobacco just don't seem appropriate... maybe a lightbulb???

It reminds me that we should always go for the simple solution ~ as we get more complex, we waste so much time and energy fixing the wrong turns!  So here is my solution to everything: love and light!

Happy Manifesting!

Namaste

January 17 continued ~ nuts

I love family dinners as I am truly blessed with a beautiful family.  Once a week, the family treks out and meets at a local venue to share some love, light and laughter with each other.  Even when the chips are down and we may no be feeling a 100% we still get together. Why? Because we feel the love flowing around the table and it boosts us up.  A problem shared and all that, you know ;)

I looked around the table last night and had a quiet giggle to myself.  There was MOAHS expounding on the virtue of Australian Beer to anyone who would listen.  After a long day at work, he can still find the time to gather the clan and bring them together.  He may be gruff and have strong opinions yet his heart is golden marshmallow.  No wonder I chose him as my partner this lifetime.

There was One-Son ~ tall and strong in his butcher's outfit.  A throwback to the days when men were as tall as mountains.  We always knew that he would find something to do with knives (thank the goddess that it is productive).  In vision, I often see him as a Viking ~ all he needs is a beard and fur clothing.  He often bemoans the fact that he cannot grow a whisker on his face. *giggles*

Sitting next to him was his betrothed.  She puts the glam in fashion and will give any drag-queen a run for their money in terms of glitz, colour and leopard print.  The love in her eyes for One-Son is a pleasure to behold and we love the way she has just slid into her own special spot within the family.

Presiding over the table was my Maman. Her hearing may be going at times, but her sense of humour and enjoyment in hearing all that is happening in our lives is precious.  She may be small of stature and need our help to walk up and down stairs - do not let that fool you.  She's a mother bear; ready to defend her family at all costs.  

Two-Son sits quietly amongst the fray.  A droll comment or two will drop at the appropriate times to crack us all up!  Last night's clanger was his story about being spray-tanned so badly that his feet turned to the colour of pumpkin.  His twirled moustache and dapper dress sense makes him a throwback to 1940s Hollywood. He's often asked where is his penny-farthing!

All precious; all unique.  There is a lot of truth in the saying: My family tree is full of nuts. We actually decided what nut we wanted to be last night.  I told everyone that I wanted to be a cashew! *laughing*  No particular reason ~ I just like em!  What nuts fall from your family tree?

Namaste

16 and 17 January ~ awe-struck

Today, I walked my garden path
Looking through eyes anew
Wondering why my bones did creak
As I grew, and grew and grew

No cathedral required for this walk
I find my inspiration here
Surrounded by simple solitude
Spirits presence is always near

The spires of trees reach to the sky
This garden bench my pew
Nature's song the heavenly choir
Spider web stained glass covered with dew

I choose to take this garden path
One foot each side of the veil
With heart focused and deepening breath
Ascension will always prevail.

Namaste

January 14 & 15 ~ Wasp Waltz

The wonders of our body! Mine was informing me that rain was on the way (courtesy of Matthew pushing me off a pipe at kindergarten and breaking my wrist).  Although, MOAHS (hubby) and I were really wanting a relaxing and quiet weekend, we knew that the upcoming wedding in May meant that we needed to work in the garden.

At the end of our entertainment area, we have a small feature garden.  I use the word feature with some hesitation and trepidation.  It has more of a tendency to be a veritable jungle where the local green snake likes to hang out.  Sshh ~ that's not something I tell all our visitors!  We were looking for a sense of flow and also to include colour within a native flora spectrum.  (Sounds swish, eh?)

We started by pruning (decapitating) our dracena ribbon plant.  It's also called Lucky Bamboo however, I believe it is not even a part of the bamboo family.  I asked permission before lopping it off at midriff height. Thankfully, the energy I felt was very understanding.  Then we removed a shrub that I have never been able to find out the name of it!  Although covered in tiny red berries every November/December, this plant was taking over the garden.  MOAHS (master of all he surveys) decided to get a crowbar, a shovel and some pure masculine grunt to remove it!  Done and dusted. Woot.

My role amongst all this seemingly random devastation was to wo-man the mulcher.  The Dracena made the most awesome multi-coloured mulch which we returned to the earth in this section of the garden. We've left a hole where the mystery shrub had been.  This is to be filled with one or two crotons.  Although not native, they grow extremely well in our garden + the MOAHS loves them and so do the local fauna.  We've picked out two crotons from our garden that were not in ideal growing conditions.  Next weekend's task is to move them from their existing spot into the feature garden.

We could see the rain clouds building during the day and our efforts became much more frantic as the afternoon progressed.  MOAHS was digging up the mystery shrub when he gave quite a startled yelp.  From the mulcher, I could see from the corner of my eye that he was doing a masculine version of my beastie dance.  He is quite graceful and flexible. *giggling*  Yep, hubby had managed to find a paper wasp nest and was being stung.  I know, not a laughing matter!  As he swung from side to side and then dashed off to the entertainment area to find his Wasp Whacking Whacker, I moved away from the area just in case.

That was the worst decision of the day.  I found another paper wasp nest near our shed.  The cousins of the wasps currently being whacked in yonder garden decided to take action on behalf of their cousins.  Yikes!  I ran as fast as I could into the relative safety of the entertainment area while yelling out comments such as: Argh! Don't squash them!  One's flying above.. behind.. around.. Holy Toledo, they're everywhere! Run, Hubby Run.

Finally, the garden was safe for us to go back in and finish our jobs.  I pondered the significance of all these wasps. As a power animal, Wasp Energy helps us find organized focus, and assistance with communicating assertively. As master builders, wasp energy also guides us with projects we have in mind. 

Here's to a week of focus and communication!

Namaste

January 12 ~ Was blind, now I see

On Facebook recently, I shared that my new glasses irked me.  No, they really cheesed me off.  The lenses did not help me to see. Instead, I felt that everything was slightly blurry and 'off'.  My ears were rubbed raw and the bridge of my nose looked like hubby had thrown a swift punch sometime during the last week.  Not quite the look of beauty that I was searching for!

Finally, I was able to go to the Optometrist to have this problem fixed actually, I told him that I was there to have a pleasant whinge. *giggles*  No problems, the cheerful gentleman replied, I can see that your glasses are sitting too low and that the bridge needs widening.  He took the glasses from me and tweaked them.  After cleaning the lenses, he placed them back on my face.

Oh, my Goddess Danu! Woot! I could see! Hallelujah!  I did an impromptu version of Amazing Grace (calypso style) right there in the shop.  At least I amused the clientele and staff of the store.  My best friend just clapped along with the beat!  (That's one of the reasons I love her to bits. She lets me be crazy every now and then.)  

Such a simple thing to change and it brought my focus back to crystal clear.  Of course, it reminded me that we sometimes lose our focus. We can still 'see' but unbeknownst to us, we are just a little 'off'.  Meditating, relaxing, connecting with nature are all ways that we can help ourselves keep focused. 

So, if you are ready, repeat after me: I see. I hear. I feel. I know. I understand!

The hot weather has cooled after two days... now I'm waiting to see what manifests out of that baking session! *grin*

See you next week.

Namaste

January 11 ~ Game of Life

I wrote yesterday about the fog and wondering what gift would be revealed during the day.  The gift that I saw was a deepening of knowledge as I wrote energetic forecasts for people.  As I glanced around or took a small break from connecting with Source and writing my perceptions, I kept seeing the numbers 227.  Okay, once is random, twice is a co-incidence, three times is a God-cidence!  So what did they mean?  I grabbed my copy of Doreen Virtue's Angel Numbers Book.  According to Doreen, my Angels were basically forming a Cheer Squad on the sidelines, yelling out "Go, Celticai, Go!"   Yay!  *shake pom poms*

No matter the reading or healing session that I am completing, there is always something in the messages received for me.  It may be a gentle nudge or a swift kick in the rear end.  Either way, no session is without mutual benefits.  I did wonder though why our Guides are becoming more insistent, persistent and sometimes downright cranky with us.  Hey.. I thought it was all love and light???

As I watered the garden in the magical time of twilight, I received a little 'video' that I would like to share with you.

An umpire stood before me with the word Source on his shirt.  He had a whistle, coloured flags and something that could only be described as a poker.  He gestured behind him and there was a huge playing field.  I giggled as I saw that all the players were young children. The Ump (I'm using male gender for ease of grammatical accuracy although the Ump was actually non-gender!) turned back to me and sort of rolled his eyes as if to say, well, this is what I work with on a daily basis.  A scoreboard read Ascension  and Stagnation with numbers quickly running back and forth across them.

As I looked onto the field, each of the 'children' were playing different sports - tennis, chess, soccer, darts, skiing. You name it and the sport/activity was there!  Some children were just sitting on the field contemplating their belly button, some were playing in the mud, some stood looking around as if to say "where's the ball?".  Other children were trying to organise themselves into some sort of team and actually playing a game.

On the sidelines, figures were cheering and encouraging the players to Ascend.  So many players were oblivious to their surroundings and the cheering from the sidelines.  The Ump shrugged his shoulders and said that this was okay.  The Game of Life has no set rules.. only to ascend.  How you get there and how you play the game is up to you.  He said: I'm here to fly the flag and give you direction, prod you along when you are stagnant for too long, blow the whistle when you try to wander off the field inappropriately but most importantly, I'm here to encourage you.  When you choose to enter the Game (and everyone does) you can choose which team, which sport and what type of personality you want to display.

It reminded me strongly of trying to teach my Preschool class how to play cricket once.  In the end, I threw out the rule book and said, throw the ball, hit the ball, play nicely but most of all have FUN!

I like that lesson!

Play BALL!

Namaste

January 10 ~ Let 'er rip!

Phew! That energy of the Full Moon has waxed and now is settling into something interesting. I love that word! To find things interesting implies that an open-mindedness, a willingness to explore and boldly go forth into new territory with a courageous heart.  Oooh.. I feel all Star-Trekkin'!

The computers continued to play up and I wondered what had happened.   I affirmed: The energies of the computer, the internet and I are safely balanced and protected as we work harmoniously together.  Hmm.. that didn't work!  I ended up broadcasting on Reflect Radio through my desktop and the ancient microphone that I found located at the back of a dark and dusty cupboard.  Interesting!

As I worked with a client during the afternoon, I was shown an image of a silver cord perfectly wrapped around the chakras. The end of this cord extended through the crown chakra.  I was asked to 'pull-start' the chakras during the holistic healing.  Not only did I feel that this started something magical in manifestation for the client, I felt that energy move through my own body as well. Interesting!

On your mark! Get Set! Go!

My youngest stepson arrived home from work  Of course, he didn't handle the withdrawal from the internet very well at all.  He was on the phone to our internet provider faster than you could say 'connect'.  Through the wonders of technology, we discovered that our modem had reset itself and wouldn't allow multiple devices to run through it! Hmmm...

I like that analogy ~ I feel we are all being reset this year to allow multiple dimensions of energy to run through our bodies; integrating to become whole. So, starting our engines and increasing the 'revs' will help our vibration to let rip!  Woot!

I'll take just a moment to blog ahead of myself as well.. our household awoke this morning to an environment covered in a pea-soup fog.  Oh WOW!  I love fog! Why? Because it resonates with lifetimes past spent on mist-covered mountains.  It also makes me think of a present.  The fog is the Earth's way of saying: Look beneath the layers, as my sunshine slowly reveals what lies beneath, it is a magical moment of manifestation.  I am so looking forward to seeing what manifests!

Namaste