Compassionate Action In Motion

January 2023

These are the things that don’t get reported on the mainstream news; not much truth does these days!  But, I’d say small acts of kindness take place silently and quietly—everyday. One divine human being to another. Are we beginning to recognize those hidden parts of our God-likeness—made in the Image of Love? Sometimes, I feel like we are quietly tested—when no one is looking. “I AM” (the creator) sliding this choice across the metaphorical table and silently saying . . . “Now, what are you gonna do? Well, ego, what are you going to do? Is it fear or love you’re going to water today?”

I was on my way home from Costco several weeks ago. I had picked up a few things for myself—and a few other things for a friend. In South Florida it is normally pretty warm—and there were things in the car that needed refrigeration. About 10 or so houses away from my stop, I was flagged down by a funny looking man—I’d say a cross between an elf and a dwarf, missing his four front teeth. I thought perhaps he needed directions or was in trouble, so I slowed the car and stopped to hear his inquiry rolling my car window down. “Publix”, he called out. “Do you know where it is? Around the corner?” He confused me a bit, because, although it was a mile and a half or two miles away, I wouldn’t have said, “Around the corner.” “I need to get this to my wife”, as he held up an oversized crumpled blue shirt. 

There is a moment, when a stranger asks for a ride that I pause and ask myself, “Will this put me in danger?” Those thoughts passed by in a millisecond and I weighed my decision. He seemed harmless enough. “Just a minute”, I replied, “let me make some room for you.” I got out and moved a few things that I had tossed in the passenger’s seat next to me. “Alright, let’s get that shirt to your wife.” He directed me to the Publix—small talk along the way—apparently completely unaware of the storm drain construction which had been taking place in the neighborhood for months . . . and months and months. Oh well I thought—we each live in our own reality and perspective. Maybe he doesn’t venture out much? 

We arrived at the specified Publix grocery store and he opened the door, got out and thanked me over and over for the ride. I called it a mitzvah, a good deed for the day.

The following week I was at the gym doing cardio on my favorite elliptic machine when I noticed one of the cleaning people. She had been having trouble with her knees, and I had given her a few suggestions about journaling, mantras and a homeopathic remedy from Whole Foods. I observed her walking much better sans limp. I waved. She came right over with a big smile. Yes, her knee was much better she confirmed. We chatted on for a few more minutes and in the course of the conversation was telling me her story of not having bus fare. I said, “Wait a minute.” I gave her $25.00 and said, “Merry Christmas”. She hugged me and said, “I love you”. I said, “I love you too.”

Yesterday, as I spoke with my sister through the blue-tooth in the car, I noticed a homeless man coming towards the car in the crosswalk huddled with his light hoodie pulled tight over his head and his hands as deep in his pockets as they would go. I was stopped at the traffic light. It was a brutally cold Florida day. I rolled the window down and made eye contact. It was Christmas Eve. I grabbed my change from the console, stuck my arm out the open window. “Here I said”, handing him a handful of change as the light turned green. I hoped he would use it at McDonalds for a hot cup of coffee and a burger or something to eat and to get inside for a while and warm up.  My intention was good. I couldn’t be attached to what happen after the few dollars was given. I knew it may only temporarily help his situation, whatever it was, unknown to me.

It is my understanding that compassionate action is Love. I know situations happen—in fact, we have all heard stories of being in a position to pay-it-forward. I have done many small things over the years when others were in trouble. I know sometimes, we don’t realize what our small act of kindness means to another —and it really isn’t important, because I always feel I get more out of it than they do. I can’t suggest a “thing” if I don’t do something myself. I think a good leader leads by example and that’s why I share it with you today. Yet, in these extreme times, it becomes even more important to show kindness to another. 

Are we ALL in a test of compassion? We’re all part of the human race. Maybe it helps the energy move to the next level of integrity and that of course will help everyone on earth? Maybe it’s about activating things from our akashic records that have been stored there? Waiting, “watching” and willing, if we are too? Maybe it’s about recognizing the divinity within—without judgment or critique? Maybe compassion is about helping one another in times of need? All I know is, compassion is an act of high consciousness. It’s a balance for our planet. And most of all its an act of Love. I extend an invitation to you—in the coming years—how will you choose to make a difference in some stranger’s life?

About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs.  Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.

Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling and is a Shamanic practitioner.  She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

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Decoding Our Lives Podcast – Pending

An invitation to Send Light!

I connect with many people these days—some clients—some family—some friends (Some are silver and the others are gold) and so many are struggling and challenged by their health or a loved one’s health. Some are tested by failed relationships. Some, grabbling with grief and shock over someone’s passing. Other’s have financial worries. The personal stresses are horrendous at times. I know it is all part of the shift of the world we are in—but the facts remain.

The last few years brought fear to so many.  No matter where you stand on the whole Co-id scandal—families are divided and sudden death has somehow been normalized; frightening and shocking. The darkness seems everywhere and it is in our face locally and globally. Yet in order to create change—and new systems that work for All—we must uncover what has been hidden. Everyone is participating, aware or not. . . .

There is power in numbers, so I write this blog to ask your participation to send Light out into the Universe for the Highest and Most Benevolent Good. Light is defined by the loving angelic Kryon simply as “an energy created as a result of high consciousness”. The metaphor is illumination. You may call it prayer—or energy, words matter little. But, thoughts are powerful ideas and consciousness can shift and heal. It aids to heal both physical and emotional traumas. It lessens worry and fear. It assists in bringing balance—and gives answers to those seeking for their questions, problems and blocks—and peace.

In a multidimensional world to which we belong, All is known by Spirit.  Please join me in the energy and pure intention of High Conscious and Illumination to send energy to the darkest places that need Light, and all those who seek healing—as we approach this giving season of Light & Love. 

Many blessings to you and your family, tribe and the strangers who call out for help both here at home and around the world! Thank you for your moment of heart-felt Love as it builds and gives strength to those who need it most.

About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs.  Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.

Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling and is a Shamanic practitioner.  She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

Cathy Silver Holistic Healing (Facebook)

Cathy Silver, HC@CSilverWellness (Twitter)

Cathrine Silver (LinkedIn) 

Decoding Our Lives Podcast – Pending

Ghostly Fun

What else rolls out of sight besides pumpkins? Are we evolutionary beings playing in this body of thought, harmony and love—really pure energy in a multidimensional field of Light that we can embrace daily or run from? Sometimes the line is blurry—between what we know or don’t. And what lies beyond the great chasm we call death?

Up the road from Houston Texas on Highway 59 is where my adventure called life experience took me. Years ago now, my ex-husband had quickly outgrown his first medical office; it had just become too small for his needs. My then step-father-in-law, Harold and I took it upon ourselves to find a new suitable location. The synchronicity fell into place and very quickly I had placed ernest money down on a old house—which sat on the same road—Highway 59 across the street from Walmart.

The old house—was of course, in need of remodeling before it would be  suitable to be repurposed into a growing medical practice office. The old plush lemon cream carpet reflected the occupants tastes although it was soiled and somehow littered with old withered autumn leaves and places of dried mud and discarded paper. You could still see traces of a very much loved and cared for home—now in a state of neglect, disrepair and shabbiness. Upon her death, I assume, the once lively house had been sold because we bought it from a liquor store that had plans to tear it down. But I could see something more. It’s new purpose was a house of healing—and I set out to make it so. Drawing blueprints and designing the office for patients, staff and doctor, each step progressed as the old property was slowly transformed over the months.

I used to stop in to inspect the day’s progress. Often times it would be dark—or late. I thought, perhaps, I would somehow “see” or meet the one-time occupant; an older woman I presumed. And although I never had that experience—I felt that I was never alone.

Faux finishing was the favored trend of this late 90’s project. I hired two gals, to paint the waiting room, as most of the carpentry and major construction had been finished. I can’t remember their names, however,  they worked all weekend—and when I stopped in to see them Monday morning—they inquired about the piano music—telling me that they “heard all weekend”. I led them into the interior hallway and showed them two wires sticking out of the ceiling contained within a circular hole and bright aluminum junction box. “No sound system yet,” I replied. 

It was the pictures that moved each night down that main hallway—which lead to three exam rooms—the ultrasound room and the procedure room. There was also a place to write notes, answer phone calls, a nurses desk and our accounts manager’s office who worked on insurance billing and “pre-approvals” before surgery. Dr. Silver’s office was at the end of the hall. Each decorated for the women who sought care. 

But I puzzled at the crooked pictures each morning in this hallway, and thought to myself, what does Christine, the woman who cleaned the office, do at night? I placed quake proof under the corner of the pictures. It didn’t help.

One of our employees who worked at the front desk was Keisha. To this day, I don’t know what happened, but she was afraid to go into the office by herself. Normally, she was the first one at the office. She would drop her small son at daycare drive to the office and then head in the back door—turn on the lights and start getting things ready for patients. Something shook her. She was terrified.

One day, I decided I had simply had enough. I made the decision to have a conversation with the woman (assuming it was a woman) who lived in the property at 4715 North Street that had become the new office. I called the staff together and stood at the corner where patients settled their bills and received instructions before leaving. “Mrs. So n’so, I began.” Having no idea what her name was or had been—I continued, “times change and we are grateful for the opportunity to have this house of yours. Dr. Silver helps so many patients here, and we are honored that this house came to us for his office.” I continued for several minutes more, and finished with “Thank you.”

I never noticed the pictures move again. I felt whoever was trying to get my attention was satisfied. For what reason? I can’t say. Perhaps, she was assisting me—my growth—my evolution—my journey and experience to fully realize we are so much bigger and so much more lies outside of what we can see, touch, and feel. 

I have come to believe there is no veil—and we are all in this cosmic soup together. The pumpkins, the animals—and all that surround our multidimensional selves is often a mystery. Maybe that’s the scariest thing of all—knowing that we are part of everything and everything is a part of us. 

Happy Halloween! 

About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs.  Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.

Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling and is a Shamanic practitioner.  She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

Cathy Silver Holistic Healing (Facebook)

Cathy Silver, HC@CSilverWellness (Twitter)

Cathrine Silver (LinkedIn) 

Decoding Our Lives Podcast – Pending

Going Local

A close friend of my recently decided to make an investment in a few metals. Not much really, but enough, to make her feel more comfortable than in the volatile and risky stock market, which continues to teeter, wildly unstable as of late. Have you noticed? Oddly, her bank (one of the big ones, BOA) refused her wire transfer, until she came into the bank. When she arrived, at a local branch not too long after, they said, “Oh, we’re sorry, you must have an appointment. There is one available the middle of next week.” She retorted “You sent me a link”, in the most gracious voice she could muster in the moment. “When I clicked it, it took me to a blank page! Apparently, you are essentially refusing to give me my money!”

When I saw her later that afternoon—she looked like the famous steaming Court Street Tea Kettle in Boston. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen her so angry. Then to top it off, a check she had written to open a new account at a local, private bank, was set to be denied, unless she answered an email from BOA by 5pm. WOW!

Another friend of mine, has also taken steps to get local, fed up with the hoops and hoop-la. She took the advice of Catherine Austin Fitts, a woman who has spent a lifetime in the trenches of the banking industry and suggests going local. There are others far more wiser than me, suggesting the house of cards is about to fall. Time will tell, but I hear the heavy footsteps behind me now.

Shopping local, buying local and spending with cash is an astute move to support our small business owners. Cash reduces the bank fees that feed the central banks—one of their lifelines—and puts more into the pockets of small businesses by reducing their fees. Our small businesses become the pillars of our communities and over the last few years, many were deemed “non-essential”. Ironically, the big huge box stores were essential, including liquor and gun retailers. Parks, gyms and the beach were off limits. It’s okay to go to Walmart or Target but not okay to do yoga or go to church. (Especially now looking back with 20/20 hindsight as the government’s narrative has continued to disintegrate rapidly with more lies and deception spilling out daily. However you won’t find it on mainstream news, yet.) Does this even pass the common sense test? Really??

I lived in Lauderdale-by-the Sea for years. I knew the neighbors around me. I knew the merchants “downtown”. I stopped in whenever I could to say hello and purchase something from them. They were my acquaintances and friends. We were there to support each other. Who can you get to know in your neighborhood or community? Who do you count on? Who would you miss? Who is it that you could support with your business? Vote with your dollars. Make a difference. 

“There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. 

That will be the beginning.” 

~Louis L’Amour

About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs.  Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.

Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling and is a Shamanic practitioner.  She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

Cathy Silver Holistic Healing (Facebook)

Cathy Silver, HC@CSilverWellness (Twitter)

Cathrine Silver (LinkedIn) 

Decoding Our Lives Podcast – Pending

Being RIGHT or Being HEALTHY

Sometimes we need to know when to lay down our sword. It may have served us at one time—or over the years perhaps, but there comes a point, when “it” must be laid to rest. Our personal need to be right, even if justified, does more harm than good over the long haul.  The greatest strength in fact, is when we are able to release our ego’s insecurities, secrets, blame, disappointment, loss, fear or suppressed negative emotions and step into the trust and surrender of the Universe’s support, which is Love. It is after-all a lesson we set up for ourselves, ironically. A message from us to us to be healed at last. If it’s a relationship with another, see it as an indicator of the other’s level of consciousness or ours—this divine set-up and a box that can be checked as completed—forgive and move on. It’s time! Why wallow in the fight when you can use your energy, and invest in what you truly desire—rather than that old albatross tethered to your back. How long must you carry this weight? How many lifetimes will you carry this lesson? Can we trust and allow that other soul to have their journey as well? Could we possibly see the gift? Why do we hold another so small? Why is our need to control so great? Can’t we just lay our sword down?

Holding onto anger is like drinking poison, and expecting the other person to die. The energy of anger is a ticking time-bomb. But other things to contemplate would include self-judgment or the noisy inner-critic that others mirror back to me.  Why do these feelings of hostility boil inside me—like that whistling tea kettle on the stove—reminding me—screaming—of these unsettled feelings inside I try so hard to ignore? That damn kettle! Yet, they bubble up—there’s no keeping them away. What beliefs or opinions keep me in a prison of my own design? What eats me up inside? (Negative Feelings need an outlet for expulsion.) Why do I have such an uncompromising attitude? Or why is it that I feel so rigid and cannot bend? Can we rewrite the story? Am I open to something new? Am I open to Love?

When we ignore these emotional sign-posts—the body amps up the game. Now we have compounded the unresolved emotional triggers with a physical issue—and another—and another and another. The cosmic 2×4 just swings harder hoping we get this message from ourselves. One thing is true, you can’t play “Uncle” with the Universe and win. These lessons are here for our growth and expansion—that we actually designed for ourself. We can make it easy or hard. The choice is always up to us. 

We must take responsibility for our own healing journey. It cannot be delegated to another. Perhaps, in a greater understanding of divine cosmic Love, peace, joy, harmony, mercy and compassion we must pay attention, to these concepts and turn the page. It is ours and ours alone. It is only us that can dislodge the causes of our trauma. Can we know our true self?

Everything is neutral. It’s the meaning we give it. It’s funny, that there are no problems—only events. “It’s the mind that turns the event into a problem.” Yet, you are the creator in your own micro-universe. You have a choice to be victim or victor. Everything that happens to us is of our creation, desire and need. Isn’t it time we drop the old consciousness—the old worn out story—the tape in our mind, and instead embrace our divine elegance and magnificence? Isn’t that what we came here to do?

We are Earth Angels, here in disguise, to do good. We are here on time with our Soul Partner, Mother Earth, and our mission, that needs a higher consciousness and increased vibration to move this global shift forward. It takes us all to play our part. Are we ready to be healthy? Are we ready for resolution? Are we ready to be free? Are you willing to love yourself?

As the Ancient Tibetan Monk, Dong How Li reminds us, “Truly the heart is your treasure. It is the seat of all your healing powers.” The Warrior Ramtha adds, “The only healer of disease is the creator of it, which is self. Nothing can heal the body unless you first heal the attitude.”

Bring yourself back into harmony, by giving your pure intention—to be healthy—not right! 

And so it is.

About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs.  Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.

Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling and is a Shamanic practitioner.  She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

Cathy Silver Holistic Healing (Facebook)

Cathy Silver, HC@CSilverWellness (Twitter)

Cathrine Silver (LinkedIn) 

Decoding Our Lives Podcast – Pending

Turning Tides

The tides are turning . . . I heard in my head this morning wondering what direction my blog would take for August. The intense energies and planetary shifts continue to swirl around the earth like a cauldron cooking over that ever metaphoric burning fire—cleansing some and burning others like a hot poker; wake up—it’s time! You’re gonna get burned if you don’t open your eyes!

Just for grins, I googled Turning Tides and to my surprise found a song written in 2017 by an English group called Wildwood Kin. The lyrics include the lines “Why don’t we talk about it? We are fine, through all we say, There we will transfigure, We’ll no longer be enslaved.” 

Wow, was my reaction. It feels to me we are walking through the last years of this war on darkness as our collective Light increases allowing us to see what we couldn’t before. How long? No one can say. Higher consciousness exposes such things. The talking heads and puppets of the black hats continue to spout misinformation to the trusting, naÏve and unsuspecting. More C-v-d lies and propaganda; follow the money, please! That of course is followed by another scare of guessthepoxnow which continue to stoke the fires of fear and anxiety. Death and illness from the toxicity of this premeditated “bioweapon” aka a vaccine and fierce censorship have divided many family, friends and relationships.  Financial insecurities abound, trafficking secrets lurk, food scarcities are predicted from land grabs and food processing fires. Some farmers are fighting for their lives. And we’ve all felt the fuel extortion as gas prices at the pumps continue to make Billions for a few. These factors have only amplified our fears and anxieties.  Who knows what else the black hats will hurl across this battlefield next? But, as I heard in my head this morning—the tides are turning! And, yes they are!

Men and women of integrity are speaking out. If you are unfamiliar with names like Dr. Peter McCullough, Del Bigtree, Childrens Health Defense, Dr. Pierre Kory, Catherine Austin Fitts, America’s Front Line Doctors,  Dr. Robert Malone, Mattias Desmet or podcast personality Joe Rogan—find them. They are leading the charge. You of course won’t find them on Google, but DuckDuckGo, Rumble and Brave search engines give you another picture of the true carnage and body count.

And, lately, us unvaxed “villains” are finally being vindicated. An Australian journalist named Susan Dunham recently wrote “Only weeks ago, it was the admitted goal of our own leaders to make life unlivable for the unvaccinated. And as a deputized collective, we force-multiplied that pain, taking the fight into our families, friendships, and workplaces. Today, we face the hard truth that none of it was justified — and, in doing that, uncover a precious lesson.” 

Another piece published from a “well educated nurse”—named Christine addressed her letter to whom it may concern penned, “I have never seen a vaccine that threatens the relationship between family, colleagues, and friends. I have never seen a vaccine used to threaten livelihoods, work or school, or one that would allow a 12-year-old to override parental consent. I have never seen a vaccine like this one, which discriminates, divides and judges society. It does all those things except IMMUNIZE! If, fully vaccinated, we still need a booster dose, still need to get a negative test, still need to wear a mask and still wind up in the hospital, it is time for us to admit that we’ve been completely deceived.”

David “Avocado” Wolf posted an even more chilling thought, “If you understand what’s going on and didn’t take the poison, you have survived the greatest psychological warfare in human history. Do you realize how much time, resources, money and effort they put into this? They have tried to manipulate, brainwash, and force you. They have been attempting to scare you.  . . . make you feel guilty . . . bribe you with gifts, confuse you, to question your reality and also your sanity. Abandon your principles, morals and values . . . but wait, stop the presses.

Perhaps time has come to see the real villains for who they are—Bill Gates, Anthony Fauci, Klaus Schwab, WHO, and others who have premeditated this grand set-up and pandemic and have other plans in the pike to enslave us all, as suggested by Wildwood Kin. 

However—they are a few—and we are many. In ancient times it was written, “the meek will inherit the earth”. As a dear friend of mine says, “meek” was a poor choice for translation. For this powerful meek person is you—us! We are the most powerful on the planet. We choose to evaluate another with the criteria of Love, not wealth, position or situation. We are the ones who will change negative to positive—evil to kindness. We are the ones who have the power to heal individuals and groups and are changing the planet itself. We know that Love is the true source of power—and we create it. WE are the ones that warriors of darkness fear. Love is the “champion of the times.” It’s the bond of the Universe and power of the field. We must all shine our light as we are the one shifting this turning tide of global transformation, awareness and healing! Now, go shine your Light!

About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs.  Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.

Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling and is a Shamanic practitioner.  She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

Cathy Silver Holistic Healing (Facebook)

Cathy Silver, HC@CSilverWellness (Twitter)

Cathrine Silver (LinkedIn) 

Decoding Our Lives Podcast – Pending

I Was Interviewed By MysticMag!

Biological Decoding and Holistic Health Coach – Cathrine Silver

Biological Decoding and Holistic Health Coach - Cathrine Silver

We have the pleasure of chatting with Cathrine Silver, a Holistic Health Counselor who practices biological decoding and grief counseling to help her clients achieve their goals.

“Deep inside, you know what is best for you. All the answers are within us already. I help guide you to uncover those answers. In order to be well, we need to make informed choices for us, and to be authentic. It is about mind, body and spirit working together: decoding our emotions. We are not mechanical beings. The mystics and ancients knew this; I bring this to you. Ultimately, it is about balance in all we do.”

Who is Cathy Silver and how did her journey lead her to where she is today?

Click the link for the rest of the interview . . . . https://www.mysticmag.com/psychic-reading/interview-cathrine-silver/

Flint Sharpens Iron

Is our life built in a series of blocks—or segments beyond the obvious labeled childhood, youth, young adult, middle age and senior years? 

Yes, it seems that life can be painfully apparent that way, but could it be more? As I walked back into my bedroom this morning, it hit me with such clarity. Had each segment been building on the other—and when I finally “got it” or “it” had passed some expiration point— a quantum leap to what was next suddenly happened. That was a yes. One chapter closed, and dynamic Cosmic energy then swiftly carries us to the next episode, at the time unknown or realized by us, until it come to pass. Simply speaking when we get the nudge. Sometimes with exasperation and sometimes with excitement we are pushed forward in our life’s journey; one that is uniquely ours and designed for us and by us.

Do our unexpected occurrences and surprises in our jobs, education and relationships with everything we experience along the way built our character, like flint against steel? The moving blocks are not all the same size, texture, or shape. How could they be? They’re not even square. How 3D! They jump and move and morph dancing like unseen faeries in the energy field propelled by our intentions, wants, and desires. Sometimes they’re visible—sometimes we can’t see them at all. But, they push, push and push us forward into segments we know as time blocks, plotted for us, both in and ‘out of time’. And, often times we feel like we have been tossed by the torrential currents of a 220 line or the direct hit of a lighting bolt. Sometimes we feel like the cartoon character with stars circling around our head, a bit dazed.

In childhood, I was the neighborhood babysitter. I spent hours with kids in my care. Later, I worked at Dairy Queen, Woolworths in downtown Seattle, and painted houses in college. My first job after graduating from the University of Washington was with, believe it or not, Pfizer. Looking back, I wouldn’t have tolerated today, what I put up with then. My direct boss, a man from the back woods of Virginia, most definitely needed a good therapist. It was before the days of “organic” and before the first Whole Foods opened it’s doors in Austin, Texas. And hark, I was the first “woman” hired for the Seattle team. I supported my ex-husband in his schooling—and when he opened his practice 12+ years later. We moved a least dozen times along the way. Each move sharpening that flint and iron. When we lived, both in Des Moines, Iowa and El Paso, Texas, the worst and most terrifying storms—tornado, dust or thunder and lightening—snow, always—always—came when my husband was out of town or on-call. I stood alone by myself.  In Iowa you were a “new comer” if your family hadn’t been there at least three generations. That’s also were I hurt my back and ended up in traction in the hospital for four long days. I lost a baby there too. We were outsiders. In El Paso, I tried to find the commissary on Ft. Bliss just after arriving for a four-year stint—only to find out there were no street signs or marked buildings. After numerous attempts to find the Army’s “grocery store”, and with my then very young son in our old used Volvo, I pulled over and burst into tears.  

Flint and steel. Each block building on the last. They sometimes appear to be out of sequence or order. Motherhood teaches you immense things, and when we realize we haven’t brought children into the world—but souls destined to be here, our view of life once again turns as it builds into greater grander truths and wisdom—gathering, gathering gathering—and seeking always more.

Our experiential experiences teach us. They mold us. They give us very real, but intangible things we label as independence, sovereignty, and courage, as we discover our passions and learn about ourselves. We learn to employ the intellect, but depend on our innate, divine wisdom and gut. These magical places hold and know things that the brain does not understand, or that make no sense to the logical left hemisphere for they are outside of the rational and logical analysis, linear understanding and exist in a place outside of time. They come from a place we cannot remember, and do not know.

We all have a “what’s next” for us. For me, it is a new adventure into uncharted territory. I am leaving Florida, and as I write this, the turmoil of the world is accelerating. The chaos of the “plandemic” has cooled for the moment. The supply chains are being threatened. The digital financial plan is fuzzy, but looming. But, in this uncertainty, I know that I am guided—as are you. And, the blocks that are lives are built upon continue to grow—hardly noticeable by us, until we step back and see the strength, and courageousness, and fortitude we are, knowing all along that quantum steel and flint have been forged creating those divine sparks we never saw. And, I am ready. You are ready! We are ready!

About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs.  Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.

Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling and is a Shamanic practitioner.  She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.

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Two Weeks —Wake up, you’ve been tricked! But, there’s more . . . 

As I walked into the Post Office last week, a woman, bound in front of me—sliding up to the middle-island counter next to the still present and very LARGE “stand here”circles adhered on the floor. She gave me a glare, and then carefully side-stepped over towards the right, where the cards and packing supplies were displayed for sale. I looked straight at her—one half of me sad that she lived her life in such fear. The other half, spoke calmly, “You should turn off the news, and not believe their propaganda and lies.” She spoke back, but I had not a clue what she was saying, muffled behind the mask and distance.

I still browse through Facebook on occasion, and noticed a post from a old high school classmate today. She had posted pictures of her five family members at the celebration of her Mother’s birthday, all dutifully masked-up. My reaction again, was how sad. Have we been pushed this far into the world of fear? Certainly, this fear has been caused by the destructive lies repeated over and over, which has been kept alive now for months—in fact, years. The continually changing story is that this invisible enemy and perceived danger exists everywhere, stalking us.  Even within family celebrations and close gatherings none can escape the belief that something is dangerous. Fear removes love, and we can’t exist in both worlds at once. One or the other, the choice is yours. Where do you stand?

I still see drivers, alone in their cars, wearing their masks. You can’t get on the city bus without one or apparently a plane either.  And I often see people walking their dogs outside masked-up too. Although, thankfully, not as many. Nine states, at last count, still required these mind-control devices indoors. And, last summer, Washington State, once again, begin the re-implementation of that ridiculous coercive mind control policy. Time to head back to the red states, I announced to Linda, my father’s widow. I’m not playing the game! You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile, you Borg drones. Was that the real plan?

What is mind control? What is brainwashing? How is it that we have become so transfixed—or mesmerized on the invisible enemy named ¢-19? I pulled a few articles off the internet and did some research. They resonated with me. One psychiatrist in California has even written and published about the mass psychosis among so many. His book is titled, “United States of Fear”. Psychiatrist Mark McDonald diagnoses the U.S. as suffering from mass delusional psychosis, driven by an irrational fear of what is now a rather innocuous virus.

Dr. Mattias Desmet, another brilliant mind from the University of Ghent in Belgium, a psychologist and a statistician has found this in his observation.  Desmet defines this mental collapse within so many: “The conditions to set up mass formation psychosis include lack of social connectedness and sense making as well as large amounts of latent anxiety and passive aggression.” Dr. Robert Malone sums it up this way “billions of people are affected by this, and they don’t even know it!” Sound familiar? Maybe not.

There’s a subtle and very important difference, according to Steve Hassan, between brainwashing and mind control. He makes the distinction between “mental” control and brainwashing.  He writes that in brainwashing, the victim knows the aggressor is an enemy. He cites prisoners of war as an example. Mind control contains many different or subtle parts that operate unbeknownst to the trusting party along a continuum of persuasion and influence. He argues that “at one end we have ethical and respectful influences which respect the individual and his or her rights. At the other end we have destructive influences which strip the person of their identity, independence and ability to think critically or logically.” 

We are all familiar with the cult and destructive demise of the Jim Jones followers November 18, 1978. Are Fauci, Gates, the FDA, the WHO and Pfizer any different? Do you see how have they used their professional and supposed trusted position within society to harm so many? These never-ending messages far and wide 24/7 promoting this fear, have impacted not only individuals, but are purposely intended to divide society, by encouraging people to pass negative judgments and discrimination for those who don’t get the test, shot or comply with their newly reset “social norms” which compromise critical thinking and never question this deadly experiment on humanity. In fact, even more astounding, a recent article on Dr. Joseph Mercola’s site, described how Yale University sponsored a study in which researchers tested different messages of how best to persuade people to take the Jab. It was Officially titled, “Persuasive Messages for ¢-19 Vaccine Uptake.” How’s that for premeditated forced, subliminal and mandated compliance? Or should we just call it like it is: Mind-

control! 

So how do we awaken from this mind-controlled hypnotic state? These are several suggestions offered by Mark McDonald, MD. None are pretty. He suggests a grassroots surge—arising from the ashes against this evil must happen. He acknowledges the prerequisite may be significant personal loss for “those that are helping support this mind control before they wake up and pull their support from it.” McDonald continues, “Based on what I’ve seen and heard, I suspect even personal losses won’t wake some of them up. I’ve seen cases where a loved one has died within minutes or hours of their COVID shot, and if they’ve lived through it, the person brushes it off as coincidence and schedules their booster. They simply refuse to see the correlation.  . . . This tendency toward blind self-destructiveness is part and parcel of a psychiatric condition known as “mass formation psychosis,” which is the clinical diagnosis proposed by Dr. Mattias Desmet.” Even after the restrictions are lifted, how long before fear dissipates, and sanity returns? No one can make that prediction.

I will offer additional perspective and a ray of hope that these brilliant minds have left out of the equation of linearity. Yes. It will take the continued awakening of many to shift where we are. But the Light and Dark balance has changed. And each soul has their purpose in our grand climb to an ascension-status planet. However, we have help. In 2012, Light❋ became more powerful than the dark. But darkness felt this shift after eons and have pulled no stops to regain their control. They are losing. Yet I see glimpses of light and awakening every day, and this gives me hope. I know when I arrived, this was the potential. So was the total destruction of the Earth. We have moved past that. But we as old souls are here on purpose, now.

If you haven’t heard about Nulls and Nodes, you must know, all 12 pairs have been activated. They are a “quantum” engine of sorts, my words, “a direct link with multi-dimensional information in real time”. They were placed here by our seed parents 200,000 years ago, should we make it to a place of higher consciousness. We have. They are part of the system. So are we. Many brilliant minds have written about the Divine Intelligence. Let’s place these under that category. 

Rather than repeat Monika Muranyi’s Words, I will quote her: “Nodes and nulls work in tandem, not as a single unit, operating as a polarized pair. The mechanics of the polarized pairs of nodes and nulls are a “push-pull” energy of The Crystalline Grid. What does that mean? Think of nodes like a vacuum cleaner. Nodes are slowly taking away the things that are no longer needed by humanity, such as fear, war and drama. Think of nulls as a depository of Pleiadian energy where new information such as ideas and invention are slowly being pushed to humanity. That is the push pull energy of the nodes and nulls.”

How’s that for cosmic Divine help! So, help the Light help us. We carry this Light source within ourselves—put your pure intention out—standing in your magnificence not in fear.  Send Light to all the darkness wherever it hides. It takes us all working together. We’ve got the strength, fortitude, divine wisdom and intelligence driving us toward more and more light every day. There is much in place to help. But it takes our openness, our awareness and our pure intent to make it so. The Love we carry will help the souls who haven’t been able to see what’s really going on. We are the way-showers of the future and we will march on!

Light: Kryon Book III, Alchemy of The Human Spirit

 “. . . The light is the source of all life and creation in the Universe. It is physics and spirituality all at the same time, for it represents the basic attributes of love. There is no accident that the light allows you to see, for the principles are science, and the attributes are Spirit.

The light is your enlightenment and your acknowledgement of a spiritual being walking the planet in biology, firmly connected to the light of the great central source. It is metaphorically a release from the dark, which is fear itself. An enlightened human is therefore a worker of the light, and represents a consciousness of planetary vibration intensification . . . the goal of all enlightened humans.

The light is present in your biology at the smallest level, and is the engine of your rejuvenation itself. If you were a traveler within your darkest areas of your inner cellular workings, you would actually see the light emanating from some of the yet undiscovered parts! The light, therefore, is not only responsible for creating your life, but for sustaining it as well.”. . . . p. 188 

About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs.  Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.

Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling and is a Shamanic practitioner.  She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

Cathy Silver Holistic Healing (Facebook)

Cathy Silver, HC@CSilverWellness (Twitter)

Cathrine Silver (LinkedIn) 

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What was that? Multidimensional Awareness happening NOW? 

I set out about 5:00 pm to walk about 40 minutes; certainly not a long distance marathon, but one that would allow me to release a stressful phone conversation with my friend Brad regarding the new Delta variant.  It was a nice Northwest kind of summer day—about 75º, the sun going in and out behind the clouds. This was a walk I had been enjoying almost every afternoon as of late.  

Many bicycles, and an occasional horse and rider shared this paved walking path—which was my normal experience each day.  Today, I had passed a couple initially on my way ‘out’. The husband/father was in the lead and attached to his bike, a child carrier. The mother/wife was following on her own bike close behind. Both had helmets—she a pink T-shirt with bold white letters—and as we quickly passed each other, exchanged friendly smiles and hellos.

I had reached my turning point and was headed back to the car. About halfway down the Centennial Trail-path, I saw the family of three approaching. We were in opposite “lanes” this time. They had put on music, which audibly grabbed my attention. It seemed like a good-ole 70’s melody, but a bit odd on a nature trail, I reasoned. I smiled to say hello again, and my eyes were pulled to the bike trailer in tow. This time I had a good look at the child in the carrier. She looked,11ish, wearing black slacks, a pink bubblegum colored shirt, but clearly a special needs child.

 My thoughts were of love, and the acceptance and devotion these parents clearly had for their daughter. However, it is what happened next, that startled me. As the trio breezed past me, and I felt a tremendous, almost haunting chill. It was a chill that hung with me for a very long time—minutes—and even made my head feel peculiar; that third-eye pineal trigger. It was the same feeling I noticed when I was around a channeling from Kryon—or other huge multidimensional energy groups at a few of the esoteric conferences I had attended over the years. But that had context, and something I “understood”; it just happened at those times, and I accepted the mystery behind such feelings.

 So, what had just happened? I continued to walk, a bit shaken, at least surprised and mildly confused, still feeling the tremendous wave of body chills. It wasn’t a ghost for god’s sake, the child was resting comfortably in the black bike trailer, listening to tunes, being carried along by her parents—in the middle of a nature trail—with similes and love. 

I had an encounter at a traffic light with a homeless woman a number of years ago—and when our eyes met, I recognized an angelic presence. I saw it in her eyes; colorless, invisible and no physical form, but affected me deeply in the moment and today. (I have chills, big, big chills again as I type this last sentence. Confirmation?) I believe, the souls of our individual angelic fragments touched this afternoon with no agenda. I saw love. She felt love and so did I. It must have been a divine-cosmic love, for there is no designation; no naming. No context to place in a box. It simply exists in a space within the space; somewhere in the depths of our inner-being, and we shared something big.

 I experienced “something” out of this 3D reality, that has no words, yet is as real as the path I walked, the fresh air I was breathing, and the trees that surrounded me. Did we change each other? I can’t answer that. I don’t even know what it was. This was a new experience for me. I felt there was something much bigger that I had participated in—and I wonder what will come next? I am curious. And, yet, there is also a part of me that planned this encounter—that is out of time and space—and certainly out of the intellectual understanding our brain and ego so enjoy and often times need or require. 

Multidimensional energies cannot be sorted, numbered, placed or labeled. I like to call these things magic. So out of the realm of what we expect, know and comprehend. Did her parents know how she affected others? Or was the afternoon bike ride something they just did on a summery Northwest day—as the sun filtered through the trees and the blue sky and clouds began to close the day? You fill in the blank. 

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