I have decided that it's best to just go about my business -- be me, and don't care what other people think. I know I have talked about this in my blog before, but sometimes I need to be reminded. Yes, I tell myself here and there as I go through life. It never really sticks. Why? Because I care way too much.
The tough part is to realize people don't care as much as I do. Yes, I guess they could care about other things, but most times 'it's all about me.' And yes, life should be about me because no one else is going to pay my bills. Who else is going to do for me? I'll tell you who -- family and a few good friends whom I consider family.
I do care about my students. Speaking of students, I just started an eight-week phenomenon circle. We started with transfiguration, which is when your faces changes while sitting in a room with red light. It's very cool. Next week we're sitting in the energy. I cannot wait to see more spirits, lights and hear raps. It's exciting to prove the continuity of life!
I do care about my clients every one of them. I do wanna help and do care so very deeply. I do care about everyone, the collective. I can feel when things go haywire, and I can feel when things go good as well. Sometimes I must block out the world to keep my sanity.
I do care for those people who do not treat me the way I want to be treated, although I do not care for their behavior. I do care for people who break the law because I know somewhere deep down it's a cry for help. People do things because it's what they learned. It is survival mode for some. This is understanding.
I do care about myself. Sometimes, we must put ourselves first, and it's OK when we do. Do not feel guilty about it. Take care of you first, and in the process of taking care of yourself, you ultimately take care of others.
Just once weekly do something for you!
Blessing of Peace and Love!
The third time is the charm. Colby Memorial Temple in Southern Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp is scheduled for a soft opening Aug. 22 with a grand opening on Aug. 29. This will be the third time I have written about it.
First I wrote a press release to be sent out to the media. Next, I wrote a nearly 900-word article for my freelance gig with the Hometown News. Finally, this blog.
Colby Memorial Temple, which is just over 6,000-sqaure-feet, is simply amazing. It's the spiritual center of the community, which is 55 acres and the place I call home.
Backstory: The first time I stepped foot in Colby Memorial Temple it was for a Sunday Service, which still starts at 10:30 a.m. The lecturer for the day comes back later in the service and gives messages proving the continuity of life. I got a message and was told that I would someday be on the platform doing what he was doing. I thought he was crazy.
Sure enough 11 years later there I was speaking at the podium and giving messages. The energy on the podium in remarkable. Imagine, standing there where tens and thousands of other mediums stood since 1923 giving their energy to those who gathered. Trust me when I say it is surreal.
I will be receiving my healing papers on Sept. 5. I will speak about my healing journey in hopes to nudge others on their own healing journey. The interesting thing about healing is you might think you're healed in a particular area, but then something comes up to let you know you are not quite there and to keep going. It's not always the easiest, which makes it worth it.
I am a healer. Always have been.
Back Backstory: When I was around 7 years old, I used to rub my auntie's feet. She always said that my hands were so hot and that I had healing hands. I didn't think much of it then. I was just kid. Who knew? I guess my auntie.
After receiving my papers, I plan on being open one day weekly to be a conduit of the healing energies to assist in healing body/mind/spirit in recipients. Hope to see you!
Healing prayers sent to you, the world and the universe.
I decided this week to walk the streets and hills of Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. Great exercise. Some of the hills are pretty steep. And so I'm on way when I run into someone who has their opinions about certain things. I stopped and listened.
If you don't know this, Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp is filled with psychic mediums. The surrounding community, the City of Cassadaga, has a hotel and several shops that are filled with psychics.
This gentleman made this comment: 'I'm going to open my own shop and put you all out of business because I will give free readings. You don't charge people when using your gifts.'
I thought this man to be ludicrous. He would not let me get a word in edgewise. I finally walked away.
In my mind, I think, 'I am a writer. This is one of my gifts. Does this mean I should not be paid for what I write? I don't think so.' Same as when a hairdresser cuts your hair -- most people get paid for this. You offer a service, you get paid. Bottom line: To live, we need money.
Furthermore, I spent thousands of dollars through the years to hone my gifts. I have sat in psychic mediumship classes as well as other classes since 2004. Not to mention, the thousands of hours spent in mediation. I have worked with Spirit to help others and to help myself. When you grow your gifts, you grow spiritually as well.
I believe that helping others is part of everyone's life lesson. On many occasions, I have gifted readings to those I know don't have the money to pay.
My final thoughts to that gentleman -- go ahead and open that shop. I hope you do well.
Come on - Just One!
You know what I haven't had lately? A reading. It's been quite a while. It's not that I really need one, but it would be nice.
When you're a psychic medium, no one wants to give you a reading. I'm not really sure why because I love to give psychic mediums readings. They are so open to the process that I really don't have to work for it.
Then, there are those few who watch way too much television. I'm not saying the Long Island Medium or others don't have the talent. I just don't like the way they work. I would never go up to a stranger and say their grandmother in the spirit world is standing next to them. Ugh. Or how many times did it take to get that perfect shot for the television viewing audience, or the perfect response.
Backstory: When I first came to Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp, I used to get spirit greetings from mediums who worked the podium either at Sunday Service or Sunday Afternoon Service (Grove). I loved that.
These days, I'll get a reading once in a while, but everyone knows me and has an idea as to what I'm up to. Can you imagine living in a community of psychic mediums? Yes, I do my best to keep to my own business -- sometimes psychic hits just happen. I do not go running up to my colleague and tell them what to do. I keep it inside and if they want to share, they can, or if they need help, they will ask.
A couple of weeks ago I did a story on a local restaurant owner. She offers various types of food and tarot card readings. After the story ran, I called to set up an appointment and said that I would pay full price. I did not nor have I ever expected anything from anyone after doing a story on them. She said she would. Time went by and I learned that she was afraid to do a reading for me. Why? Because I'm a psychic medium in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. I nearly begged and said, 'You know two things about me. I'm a writer and psychic medium.' She agreed. To this day nothing.
The next best thing -- continue my daily meditation practice and get readings from my guides.
Maybe someday. . .
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.