Working with the invisible continues to impress. After a long absence, I have stepped back into offering professional tarot card readings. By choice, I had not ventured into this arena since the accident, but I recently decided that it would be great to get out there again, so after making some enquiries, I committed to doing readings in a friend's store one day a week. As it had been over three and a half years, I was a little anxious about how it would go, so I meditated on two themes of great importance when seeking connection with the invisible for the benefit of others - faith and trust. Also, in the early morning of my first day back, while walking in the forest, I humbly requested assistance from those in spirit to please draw near and bring their support to the readings.
Well, it was a stellar day. Interestingly, none of the clients were from the area, none had ever stepped into the store, and to my knowledge, none had ever experienced tarot readings. However, all of them expressed feelings of being drawn in without having a clear idea of why they were there. During the sessions, numerous amazing connections were made, but the one that resonated most deeply with me involved the heart theme. When my last client of the day sat down across from me to begin our session, she complemented me on the tunic I was wearing and asked if I had, by any chance, purchased it from a shop located a short distance away. She referred to it as Get Blessed. I answered that I had, and with a smile, gave her the correct name, Get Dressed. We both chuckled at this Freudian slip. She said that on her way here, she had stopped in that shop and had considered purchasing the same tunic for herself, but in the end, decided not to. We then proceeded with the reading which turned out to have a strong love component. When we were done, she returned to the retail area and purchased a large decorative heart for herself. Before leaving the store, however, she walked towards me and presented me with a richly enamelled, metal heart, which she had purchased as a gift for me. Bright red, it fit perfectly into the palm of my hand, with just the right amount of weight. Hollow, this exquisite heart contained a tiny bell which rang sweetly when shaken. Across the centre, in white lettering, was the ♥ symbol along with the word YOU. What this woman could not have known was less than an hour before she arrived, I had picked up this exact piece and had felt a very strong connection. I shared this with her and added that I had considered buying it for myself but after some thought, had returned it to the basket instead.
I send a huge bouquet of love and gratitude to the invisible for the incredible messages of encouragement. Clearly, I am on the right path.
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Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Monday, May 9, 2011
My Grandpuppy Arrives
Life goes on. I now have a chocolate lab grandpuppy to enjoy spending time with, a distant relative of Diesel's, as of yet unnamed. He is a chubby bundle of joy, keenly exploring the world around him with such confidence. His new pack will ensure that he has healthy food, opportunity to play and exercise, fresh air, clean water, a comfortable place to sleep, access to medical care, and caregivers he can trust. The love and resources that are bestowed upon this and so many family pets in my community far surpasses what so many children only dream of. This is a good reminder for me to take action today and help a less fortunate child enjoy a better quality of life.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
One Ball to Share
The sun was shining, the buds on the branches were in various stages of development, and Gulliver with his tail wagging, was carrying a huge stick in his mouth. Such a deep feeling of contentment settled over me as I strolled along the trail this morning. My thoughts drifted to one of the many lessons I had learned from my dog Diesel. While walking, he would often find a tennis ball in the forest that had been left behind by another dog. After repeatedly fetching and carrying this treasure, he would eventually drop it and continue on our outing without the ball, leaving it for the next clever dog to discover. This one ball would bring much joy to so many. No need for each one to have his own. Trusting that there would be another ball to share in the future. How beautiful!
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