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And All Is Well


Earth Angel by Josephine Wall


A member of the community I work for passed away last week. It’s a small community where each member has known the other for years and years… Close-knit and interwoven, there is a hole now where she once was. Ever faithful, loving and kind, she is missed by all.

Living consciously as both Spirit and physical being, I know with conviction that only her body is gone. She lives on, a being unique in character who now flows as one with Spirit, God, all-encompassing Love. My intuitive and clairaudient gifts kicked in the morning she died.  I was hanging laundry and sensed she had passed. I wondered if I should call my colleagues. I didn’t, instead I left to run errands. Jumping out of the car at the store I felt her with me and an encompassing, exuberant joy, “Tell them I am pain-free and happy,” I heard inwardly.  No way, I thought back to her. I’m emotionally involved in this. I’m not saying a word. With inner speak I said, “I’ll tell you what, if you really have something you’d like me to pass on, provide a dream, something someone will get and understand.”

That evening I saw a movie with a friend, cleaned up the kitchen and hit the pillows early. And yes, my request was provided. In the dream, I found myself hovering over the chapel where the wake and funeral were taking place for the woman who had died. In flowing energy form, I was with the woman who had died and a group of others who were accompanying us. There was no time so all seemed to be happening at once, the preparations, wake and funeral, a very odd concept when not in the dream or meditative state.

The wake was beautiful and wonderfully attended and the funeral very nicely done. Everything ran very smoothly. As we observed there were thoughts exchanged, speech was not necessary, “You see all is well,”  I was told. Then, I was instructed to let someone in particular know that she needn’t be anxious to get the wake and funeral details done immediately, that she should complete the other things needing attention first and then get to the business of the wake and funeral. Because you see, “it was all going to be fine anyway so what was the use of worrying, why bother fretting over it?”

I lingered with the group for what seemed like a long time and was shown other events that would unfold over the next short period of time. And drat! Those are the pieces I wanted to remember and couldn’t. I brought back only the most vivid of  images and knew I had to pass on the message. I sent a quick text to the intended party and went about getting the work day started. Once I arrived at the office and was settled in, I checked e-mail and sure enough, there was a notice letting us know she had passed away the morning of the previous day.

Like everyone else I am sad she’s no longer with us, but I know with every ounce of my being that she lives on. What stays with me most from the time in the dream state with these loving souls are the moments of great joy and the desire to reassure the living that “all is well and not to fret.”   My spiritual experiences and life journey have brought me to this dual existence where physical and spiritual energy operate simultaneously.  I feel blessed and fortunate to have been provided with such gifts. What dear reader would help you to know that we are more than this?”

“We are participants in a vast communion of being, and if we open ourselves to its guidance, we can learn anew how to live in this great and gracious community of truth.” ~ Parker Palmer

Let Go and Live!


Many years ago I dreamt I was walking with an “elder.” I asked her, “Will I ever be happy?” Her response, “Well, you won’t be unhappy.” I pushed her to tell me more. “How long will I live?”

“You may live to here,” pointing to a large tree, the spot indicated 85 years. “But it’s possible you may live to here,” moving her hand up the tree to another location indicating 95 years. “It all depends on your attitude. You’ve pushed aside many of the options offered to you,” the elder continued.

I remembered this dream just last week when presented with a clairaudient nudge to call someone who was no more than an acquaintance. Over and over again I heard, “Open up, look larger, let go!” I resisted with the set of experiences and baggage I carry around. I resisted and as I did, I remembered the dream and the “It depends on your attitude” statement. I decided to go for it, to let go of what I feel are my controls and make the call. My thoughts, “I have nothing to lose. This person might become a friend rather than just someone I see a few times a year. Let go, let go, let go. Something good may come of this. Just listen and let go.”

It was necessary for me to imagine several times a day that I was falling into the safety of a caring Spirit, my Wisdom Self who can see the larger picture. Over and over again since that day, I have pictured laying back into wisdom trusting that all will unfold as it should. And guess what’s happened? Stuff. Stuff happened. Events unfolded I could not have imagined. They’ve led me into a new friendship I had not previously considered and probably wouldn’t have generated on my own.

And. Every day I see the barriers, the control panel, the desire to say, “No really, this isn’t for me. I’m not doing this.” When I do, when I think this way, there is the inner voice again, “Stay open, fall into these experiences, let go and live! Live!” It’s been much easier to stay in tune with the Wisdom Self when I look back and affirm that when I listened, things happened. Remember, stay mindful, listen, let go and live! An adventure is waiting! We are more than this…

“As a being of power, intelligence, and love, and the lord of your own thoughts, you hold the key to every situation…by which you may make yourself what you will.” ~ James Allen

Arriving Safely


A few weeks ago I dreamt of the “safe” place I’ve been creating in the dream state for years. It’s been under construction since I was 16 years old starting with a cavern in the side of a mountain that could only be reached through a secret door in my grandmother’s attic. We started tunnels back then because we knew someday when the world changed, this place would be ready and waiting for us. Over the years, a group of us have been working on the site in dreams.

It’s ready. The safe site is complete. In this most current dream, I am in an institution of higher learning and shown an event of great proportion that will change the existing world. It will happen soon and will be instant. I ran through the halls choosing a few women I knew were knowledgable of being more than this, women who understood we would be heading for an entrance to a new way of living, a completely new reality.

The four of us ran for my childhood home that had long since been owned by another family. I quickly explained to the family that I’d grown up in the home, told them of the secret panel leading to the safe haven and that we had very little time to get to this safe place. I welcomed them to join us. The family, my colleagues and I ran through the halls, into a bedroom, through the walk-in closet to the secret door. I pushed at the panel until it gave way to a simple passageway that led us to a great cavern sized room. Here we found the others who had been completing preparations for our arrival.

They told us that the finishing touches had just been completed, the carpets had been laid and all was ready. The carpets were ornate, the room cathedral-like and enormous. To our left there were ceiling to floor doors that lead to rolling, grassy hills with blue skies, to our right gigantic windows that faced a turquoise ocean and perfect sunlight. We, the three women and I stood together facing the ocean windows hand in hand. There was a great peace and calm knowing that we had arrived, with a purpose in the new world and this new beginning.

The dream comes at a time in life where all manifested reality speaks of change. My current employment environment where I am embraced by like-minded people, healthy, strong relationships with family and friends, the feeling of security and safety in this diverse, changeable world, all new beginnings. I know that life experiences and the journey has brought me to this very place, this very spot in time. I am exactly where I need to be in order to walk an entirely new path surrounded and walking with like-minded people. All is as it should be. We are more than this…

“…we wonder What or Who calls us into tomorrow…Fortified with focused fires of determination and commitment, we boldly embrace the challenges of change. An adrenaline like grace flows through us, and nothing can deter us from our goal. Dauntlessly we engage all of our energies, and those of the companions gathered with us, to effect transformation. Hope is high as we face the obstacles that rise in our path, knowing in faith that we will be led and companioned here.” ~ Doris Klein, CSA, 2000

Between Two Worlds


As a child I was accepted by my family with all of the unusual ghost-seeing, aura reading and knowing what would happen when skills. It was our way of life. Moving through adulthood it became more of a challenge for me. It was necessary to interact with people other than family members. In More Than This, I talked about being a teen with psychic abilities, getting married, having children and letting the skills fall to the wayside while on the fast path. When life events started to slow a bit in the mid-90’s, the abilities resurfaced without warning and in a most unusual way.

My girlfriend Nan and I had been visiting a new church. We decided to try out for a production they were hosting along with our kids just for fun. The evening of try-outs, I stayed after to talk with the Pastor to thank him for choosing us for parts in the play and to share with him how I felt this would be a great experience for my family. I reached out, shook hands with him while introducing myself and the children and in a split second, inwardly I saw a different image of him with very red eyes and puffed face. He’s sick. He has heart disease, he needs a doctor and now. It was as if I had stepped into him. I felt the labor of his breathing, the heaviness of his heart and the tiredness. All the time, I went on speaking, thanking him again and saying goodnight.

After a rough night of tossing and turning, I decided to call the Pastor. I knew he needed to see his health professional as soon as possible. Talking with him on the phone, I explained who I was and that I’d had this nagging feeling since we’d shook hands the night before that his health may not be good. I told him he needed to see his doctor and asked if he’d been feeling ok. He confessed he’d been experiencing some shoulder pain and soreness and asked what kind of health problem I sensed. I told him I felt it was heart-related. He thanked me and promised he’d follow-up with a doctor.

Within weeks he was diagnosed with heart disease and had an angioplasty. He ate the right foods, exercised and trimmed down. This was 1995. Three years later, he died suddenly of a heart attack.  Maybe the warning added the three years to his life, I don’t know. The church continued to grow and is now one of the largest churches in the midwest.

This was the rebirth of living a blended life of both spiritual and physical worlds. I knew I could trust what I saw and heard inwardly. At the start it was tough raising children alone, working a full-time job and teaching part-time. Living immersed in the physical with the intuitive abilities resurfacing could be challenging. After shaking someone’s hand, patting their back or placing my hand on a shoulder, I felt the other person’s world and mine. It’s taken years to interpret what feelings and images are mine and what belongs to someone else.

Over the last two years I’ve experienced an immense growth spurt in intuitive ability and healing. Working and caring for family remains my number one priority, but as life’s dust settles, I’ve had the ability to set aside time to meditate, study, discuss, and develop. Each day now includes quiet, mindful walking, music that calms the soul or reading materials that nudge the Spirit. Living between two worlds has become very comfortable.  My dreams tell me there is more to come. I’m ready.

Every person is capable of consciously connecting with the Whole and experiencing intuitive or empathic skills. We are all a drop in the big ocean of Spirit Collective, each very distinct and beautiful. It’s a life-choice, a life journey where listening to your inner voice becomes a way of life. Where compassion for others, living with integrity, and loving acceptance is a daily practice. Come and walk with me, we are more than this…

“May you shine bright today, within your own circles and outside them, on that moving million-footed pavement where life gathers and hums, wherever love has appointments today. Illumine your world. Be submissive and watching, innocent and courageous. And may love in you be so evolved, so articulate, so at home, so practiced, so easy, so weightless, so clear and so accessible that others may warm themselves in it’s illuminating and inviting glow.”  ~ David Teems, 2004

No Worries


A couple of weeks ago one of my children asked for a loan. I hesitated telling him I needed a couple of days to think on it. This would allow me meditative time to see how it “felt.” I find that if I wait and listen the answers appear. Days later, I felt comfortable saying yes and lent him the money knowing all would be well. This cash was earmarked to pay a portion of my real estate taxes. Hence the hesitation.

Unforseen circumstances have affected his ability to pay me. Still I trusted my instinct and feelings. When I received the tax bill it was less. The bill was the exact dollar amount less that my son had borrowed. I was joy-filled. Ha! Why? Because it was so serendipitous, so divine, such a gift. I had enough for the remainder of the bill, he has plenty of time to pay, and all is well.

Over the years, serendipitous events have happened, but none so “in your face,” so exact. The next decision or challenge you face, sit quietly, give yourself time to reflect and hear. Listen and trust what you feel. We are more than this…

Matthew 6:25-34 NKJV

Do Not Worry

25 “Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? 26 Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? 27 Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?

28 “So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; 29 and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

31 “Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.

Manifested Love


This most recent and very remarkable meditative vision validates my lifetime of intuitive events, prophetic dreams, and psychic abilities. We and all that surrounds us are part of God, Collective Creators, All That Is, the Spirit Within and About.

February 24 2012 – 5 a.m.

“I am one of many, yet we are as one, connected, intertwined with no means, method or desire to be separate. Collectively in what can only be called great love, the most encompassing love, which is a state of being, we are Creators. I exist as my Creator, or rather I am the Creator of my “self,” the body manifest on Earth. I am, you are as you exist physically on Earth. There is nothing but Love, no strife, no pain, no opposites.

The colors are many, vivid, alive, moving and flowing. All character is clothed in fluid pastel colored hues. The air is alive with excited conversation, planning a path of events. There is a joyful sense of knowing in the midst of this natural beauty and being – nature, but aware nature living as part of the Spirit Collective.

During this time, I am comfortably aware that earthly reality provides the opportunity for individualization, individual creativity and autonomy, something we cannot experience as part of the Collective. Yet even at the core of this individualization, there is a creative story and interweaving of all personalities that is agreed upon in the purest form. Finished with our discussion, we agree it’s time to return.

Me, my self, as a conscious representation of the Whole, begins to return to this place. I feel acceleration, traveling along a thread of energy and am completely aware that I‘m returning to the physical state – still always connected to the Whole that is all that exists.”

Now, back in the physical, I open my eyes. I’ve returned and feel a sadness and yearning because of this new knowledge and awareness. I feel homesick, but have a heightened sense of purpose and know that you dear reader are the reason I write. We are more than this…

“…as God’s purpose is to glorify the individual man (or soul) in the earth, so the highest purpose of an individual soul or entity is to glorify the Creative Energy or God in the Earth.” 338-3 ~ Edgar Cayce