Take smaller bites. Don’t forget to breathe. Slow down. Get in the car and drive. It’s my go-to. I know I should turn the music on and just let everything go and I do sometimes. It’s my place to think things though.
Where’s your space or place? Go there to decide what really matters to you. For me, it’s about doing the right thing – morally and ethically. Sure, there are gray lines. More than anything, I just want to evolve into a better person than I was yesterday. It’s hard to do when you feel like you’re the only one or a handful of others doing it. Does this sound familiar to you? Here’s an interesting thought: Maybe we’re not supposed to care about the morals, ethics and integrity of any situation going on around us. Maybe, we just accept what it is and rise above it – live in a world where it just doesn’t matter, rise above any situation. How is that spiritual growth? Perhaps, the people ‘in charge’ have tunnel vision. Or maybe they do know on some level? I’m very perceptive. I see and know some things even two years before they happen. I now have two friends who have said, ‘She said. . . I know it’s gonna happen.’ No one can see everything but when you truly believe in the oneness and open up into it, you have an advantage. Being aware is a true gift. You have to slow down and tap into the oneness. Be aware. I sat down to write this blog in which I wondered what it would be because I’ve written them once weekly for nearly six years. I’ve written so many and live in another world often that I forget what the topics have been from week to week. A few minutes into writing the blog, my appointment arrived, and she said she writes a blog. There’s that Law of Attraction. I was put off because I’ve been a reporter and wondered why she would not disclose this when making the appointment. I actually said that I would not do the reading because I am not a spokesperson for the Camp. After I explained, there is process to include the public relations committee, I realized she meant no harm and that she did have morals, ethics and integrity. Again, the Law of Attraction. This just proves to me in the end that if your intentions are morally and ethically part of your life, then you will attract that into your life. Don’t let the actions of a few change you. Stay focused. Stay the route. Be you. Those who are to come into your life will be there for your highest and best. Put that intention out there. Closing thought: Following along might reap the benefits, but in the long term what are you giving up? Do you even care? Blessings of Peace and Love
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Unbelievable! I recently went to a doctor’s appointment. I was sick. It’s what people do when they are sick enough. I checked in and sat away from others. Ten minutes went by, and the desk worker invited me to put on a mask. I thought it to be odd since I was quietly sitting there minding my own business.
I walked up and asked: ‘Is this legal?’ Remember, I’m a reporter - some things stay with you. She shrugged her shoulders. I took it and, on the way back a woman with her mother, who looked to be in her late 60s, early 70s, scowled at me. They stood and switched positions. I thought it odd since I was nowhere near them. I knew if I put the mask on, it would cause me to cough. I tried to keep my nose out but still hacked. I faced away from the two ladies who were a row in front of me and off to the side. Incidentally, they did not have masks on. ‘Listen lady, you’re faking it. You’re just doing that.’ She also threatened me. Finally, between my hacks, I said something back to her, which caused her to immediately sit down. I won’t repeat it here – a little political for sure. Once back in the small room, I let the healthcare worker know that I felt threatened by someone in the waiting area. I found it pretty phenomenal that my blood pressure was perfect. I’m sure if I wasn’t completely sick, I would have been a bit nicer. The situation came about because of fear – fear of what? Getting sick? Dying? Hate to remind everyone, but we, each and every one of us, are leaving this existence someday. Get straight with yourself. Evolve into something more. Later, after thinking about it, it came to me once again how this world, nation, states, cities and communities are divided. We must come together for a peaceful existence to truly come about. Is this a pipe dream? Maybe. It’s an election year – the economy is disastrous. I’m so thankful I’m not raising my children at this time. I can’t even imagine how some people are making it – acquiring debt for some. Of course, for those who have, it’s just another day. A client recently shared that she nearly got into a knockdown, drag down fight with someone over a parking spot. She said she was giving the other person the spot and thought she was being nice. People are on edge. Remember that when you’re out and about. Do your best not to retaliate in the same way someone offended you. Peace cannot come from that. It’s hard at times. Try to think before going off the charts. Blessings of Peace and Love I walked into the bookstore the other day and ran into a woman and her friend. The woman showed me a picture of a vehicle partially submerged in water.
My jaw dropped, and I said, "You are not going to believe this" – my famous last words. "I had a dream the other morning and I was driving my vehicle on an orange-colored gravel road. A 90-degree turn came up quickly. I knew I was not going to make it. I went airborne over water and landed on a sandbar." The woman’s friend’s jaw dropped. I continued; "I wondered how I was going to get my vehicle back onto dry land. I saw this huge rolling wave. I thought to ‘ride it in,’" the woman and I said in unison. The woman’s friend’s jaw dropped again. I asked, "What happened to you?" The woman said a gentleman hit the side of her vehicle, she went airborne and landed in the water. She said two men jumped in the water to see if she was OK. Thankfully, she was, but she could not get her front doors open. One of the men opened the back door and she was able to exit. At that moment, I recalled in my dream that there were people on land when I was coming in. I also made it. The woman asked what day I had the dream. I chuckled. "Did you just ask a working medium the day? What is time?" We all laughed at that. I could not recall but thought of asking a friend later. The incident took place on a Sunday. The woman and I hugged before I left the bookstore. I checked with my friend, whom I told the dream to, and she said it was either Saturday or Sunday. Pretty wild I must say. Made me wonder if somehow, I was with her but in a different realm. Reminds me now of the time I saw a plane crash in a dream. Backstory: The plane was depicted as if in a cartoon, sputtered and took a nosedive. I went to assist. People were coming from the crash. The next morning the first post I saw on Facebook was that of a military plane crash and everyone survived. I told one of my best woo-woo friends. She loved it and then added: "Here’s one better for you. What if you helped them while in your dreamworld." Wow, right? Here’s your sign: Start working with your dreams more. Keep a dream journal with the date. To assist in remembering your dreams when you awaken, say a little prayer to do so before falling asleep. Happy Dreaming!!! Abuse – physical, sexual, emotional, verbal, organizational, societal, cultural, etc., is abuse. The situation is the person who is being abused has always been abused. They just don’t know it. Because it may be learned as far back as childhood.
Those who have been abused from early on believe this is the ‘normal’ way of life. So, it is learned. As we move into adulthood those abused continue to be abused, until they finally learn differently. Backstory: My first thought of continued abuse came when I wrote a spotlight for the newspaper I was working for, and a female editor pointed out that what the person said to me was inappropriate. To this day, I don’t recall the exact verbiage, but deep inside it rings true to me – now that I’ve had the epiphany once again that I have been abused. Heck, I manifested people around me who are/were abusive toward me. There’s that Law of Attraction. Like me, abusers may not even know they are abusers. Why? Because that was their way of life as well. When does the cycle stop? Perhaps, it never does. Do you know how many times I have had this epiphany? When I do, I passionately put up more walls, more boundaries to keep those types of people out. I become more aware. Eventually, it fades, and the feeling gets buried. The healing spiral reminds me of this. When we think we have healed everything we can around a situation, something comes back around to remind us that we have not – the work continues. Forgiveness is always in my heart for others, but to what extent. Yes, it’s best to forgive those who have done you wrong or abused you. Sometimes, it’s really tough to get past that. When you give and give and give, people take and take and take. They only want from you what they want. When you can’t or won’t give any longer, you are looked upon as someone who doesn’t go along and therefore are inconsequential. Just look at the abuse going on in this paragraph alone. It’s so easy to put band-aids on when situations arise. To me alcohol and drugs are band-aids. They help to keep what’s really going on at bay. I remember having my first drink around 10 years old, maybe sooner. Is everyone abused in one way or another? I often wonder if it’s a generational thing. A lot of my friends were abused and the more I talk about it the more I become aware of others. You may not think you are being abused – take a look at your job, your friends, your family, your community. Is there a healthy give and take going on? All you can do to rectify situations is talk to the people you feel are being abusive toward you. Let them know how you feel about situations. At the very least, give them something to think about. If it cannot be resolved, you may have to get a new job or move. It’s better than staying in an abusive environment. Therapy is really the best option. Work on yourself and keep working on yourself until you finally can discern the abusive behavior and move on from it. Blessings of Peace and Love P.S. It’s OK to cry. Never apologize for it. Crying is healing. Have more than Spirit coming out from them. So much so that I slept at my daughter's home for a night or two.
It all started a week ago today. I prepared my hot tea and looked down into my junk door. There was a piling of wood chips. I knew it wasn’t good. I took a pic and went on my way. I saw a couple of peeps in the know. We decided definitely critters, probably a mouse. I already know that the mouse totem is about scrutinizing, really focusing on what’s in front of you. Closets. . . Backstory: You all know from previous blogs that Spirits came from the closet when I was a youngster. I wished it was Spirit now, much easier to deal with these days. In the middle of the morning, say around 1 a.m. on Sunday, I heard a loud bang in the front of my room. I got up and saw a rodent running across the floor into the kitchen. Not good. I’m not sure how I slept that night, but finally did. And so, Monday morning came. I got ready for the gym. While in the bathroom, sitting on my toilet, I saw a rat, as if it had just awakened, stretching its body, and then went into the closet. Later, I thought it must’ve liked my healing energy to fall asleep under my bed. Hours later, a couple of peeps in the know tried to assist. One brought a mouse trap. While trying to figure out where to put the trap, I opened the cabinet doors under the sink. OMG – it looked like there had been a party, a wood chip party and several had come. Must’ve been when I was out of town for a week. Days later, someone called the place under my sink a ‘superhighway.’ Yikes! Of course, the rat was not going to fit into a mouse trap. Incidentally, the rat totem is about new beginnings and change, which I am totally loving. I made it through the night. The next morning, a person came in to cover the holes under the sink. At that time, I decided to empty the boxes one by one from my closet. I don’t know what the heck came over me. Craziness, that’s what. Halfway through, I picked a box up and saw a 5-inch tail. I screamed like a little girl and ran, darn near ran into the person trying to assist in the front room. He grabbed the box. We took it to the picnic table in the back yard. We found the nest with seven to nine babies with their eyes still closed. I prayed for those babies. Mama was not there. I felt so bad for the whole situation. Rats are good for certain things. They have their place, but not in my closet or under my bed – nowhere in my apartment. I slept at my daughter’s home that night and decided to tough it out the next night. Before bed, I heard it fiercely chewing in the kitchen drawer and around 4:30 a.m. I heard it in my room. I mustered the courage to turn my cell phone light on and saw its tail in the corner of my room. Did I mention that rats are also about intelligence? The person trying to assist, and I found that the rat tore up the kitchen drawer even worse from before, licked the peanut butter clean off of the trap under the sink and left a few droppings. I will definitely not be sleeping here until it is gone. Intelligence! Incidentally, the nesting box was one of several from a business I had with a very special friend, business partner, mentor, now on the higher side of life. . . Perhaps this is a sign that there will finally be movement with our projects. She was/is a Rat in Chinese Astrology. New Beginnings and Change! Exciting times! Blessings of Peace and Love |
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