“From Here to There”

Blog – October 2024 –

Approximately 90 miles from Cuba, sits the tiny island of Key West. Key West is located on the Straits of Florida dividing the Atlantic Ocean to the east from the Gulf of Mexico to the west. It has it’s own “vibe” most definitely. An old historical island filled with repurposed, vintage cigar factories, restaurants and bars, shopping boutiques, art galleries, and a fair amount of legends’ and stories written about it in novels as well as the crusty authors who wrote and lived there. Probably a favorite stop for pirates in days gone by! I can’t forget to mention the iconic chickens who meander the streets inviting themselves in, just about everywhere. Bikes are big transportation downtown and I seem to remember them being parked throughout the tiny bustling city. Key West is a TRIP. It is also the “southern most point” of the continental United States and designated by a huge colorful landmark buoy, painted red, white and black. 

But, had I ever visited the Northern or most NW corner of the United States? Actually, No. I had seen Neah Bay on the map many times—but I didn’t ever remember venturing out to that tiny corner of the United States, which lies just outside the rugged terrain of Olympic National Park, of which I had hiked decades before and part of the ancient culture of the indigenous Makah Tribe.

It was an exceptionally beautiful fall day last Tuesday and I was inspired to drive the two plus hours west down Hwy 101 though the old logging and mill town of Port Angeles turning on to the windy state Hwy 112 towards Neah Bay. The road was not a fast drive, with many curves, rolling roads and hairpin turns. An old wagon road beginning back in the 1920’s had obviously been repaired many times over its existence and was still undergoing repairs today. There were signs warning of speed, slides, ice, and wildlife crossing, which is no joke up here. In the month since I arrived, I have witnessed two deer accidents—one by proxy—and one on my way to Neah Bay. I observed a guy loading a freshly hit dear into the back of his pickup. I guess in some places now, a “lead” Elk wears a collar and trigger’s flashing lights to warn drivers of the crossing herd. But, I digress . . . 

The scenic byway looks across the rough and blustery Straits of Juan de Fuca, much of the time, towards Vancouver Island, Canada. Along the drive you pass areas that have been completely logged out, rural “homesteads”, foothills, meadows/valleys, numerous rivers, campgrounds and beaches. The masculine feel of the Pacific Ocean and coast is never far away—and the coolness of the fog, mist and temperature looms as the sun tries hard to break its way onto the road through old growth forests and deciduous trees along the highway. At certain points the rainforest’s continual wetness is clearly visible as many of the trees and stumps have a variety of mosses and lichens growing from their branches and bark giving the whole scene a “Harry Potter” feel. The Olympic National Park’s temperate rainforest and ecosystem is a fascinating study all by itself, I thought to myself.

I had diligently packed a picnic lunch and remembered to bring it with me but as I drove into the small village of the Neah Bay and the tribal lands of the Makah people around lunch time, a banner announcing “FRESH FISH & CHIPS” caught my attention. My car as if on autopilot pulled into the deserted parking lot in front of the industrious looking fishing marina and next to the makeshift restaurant. This marina was not one of luxury yachts as I had observed in Ft. Lauderdale, but working fishing vessels of every size and color. The village itself, population 935 as of the 2020 census, was of a hard-working folk, unadorned, and hamlet subject to the brutal rain and winds of the Pacific Ocean coming from the west.  Neah Bay is simple, basic and modest with its array of pick-up trucks, crab pots and wandering but friendly dogs. I shared a couple pieces of beef jerky with one because she was soooo sweet!

You know some things you just can’t make up! While eating my utterly fresh and delicious lunch looking out towards the marina, another couple had stopped for their lunch as well. A conversation of small talk led to the discovery that Tom’s family grew up in the same area as I had, attended the University of Washington also and knew my sister, Caryl. What are the chances? He is a photographer now, his wife is a graphic designer and they live in Prague. Yes, that Prague—the capital of the Czech Republic! They were visiting family here. (smile)

Time began to move fast and I needed to be back to Sequim for an early dinner. Cape Flattery—a couple windy miles further up the road and a mile, and a half hike would put me to the edge of the United States. Or I could visit the Makah Cultural and Research Center Museum of the Makah Indian Nation. I chose the museum. 

I had been on a hunt for what the Indigenous people knew about “history before history”. I paid the $8.00 entrance fee and started the tour. Looking at the some of the 55,000 artifacts unearthed in the 1969-1970 archeological dig that had revealed itself during a fierce storm the winter before and reading placards along the way. It became evident that this poor village of Ozette (15 miles to the south) which was buried in a mudslide around 1700 had a hard existence but deep reverence for the natural world along with their strong spiritual beliefs. They lived at one with both the sea and mother nature. 

The exhibits talked about the seals and marine life—the fish—the salmon, the whales, wild berries and various plants that were used for smoking and cooking. Rocks were made into tools. So were the teeth of otters. A special dog-hair was woven into blankets. They made wooden storage boxes out of cedar, wove baskets out of cattail reeds and used big cedar canoes for their fishing expeditions. The museum even included a replica of a long-house where families lived and escaped the harsh weather. Grandmothers did most of the cooking. Seagull eggs were a favorite and staple. And the tribe’s name translates to “People who live by the rocks and seagulls.” Their tribal lands were carved up when Canada and the U.S., two governments, laid down their boundaries without consideration to the Makah People.

Looking at the books for sale in the gift store, a Makah elder spoke quietly to me. She said, “I don’t want to startle you.” I turned, honestly smiling, admitting I was so focused on the bookshelves, I hadn’t even noticed her sitting quietly on a bench. We chatted. She said, “It’s too bad we don’t have time for a cup of coffee.” I agreed. “I have to go and do this next tour group, they are waiting for me.” 

She gave me her email. I wish to remain in touch.

From Here to There . . . very different cultures, environments and points on the map. However, when we realize we are all one family, there will be peace. 

It is my hope. 

I will see this in my lifetime. 

I hope it is your dream, too.

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 helps 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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Cathy Silver, HC@CSilverWellness (Twitter)

Cathrine Silver (LinkedIn) 

Decoding Our Lives Podcast – Pending

A SHOUT OUT TO TRUCKERS 📣 📣 📣

I don’t know if 18 wheelers and long distance carriers still have handles. I don’t know much about the whole industry, actually, but I do know that when I cross the country there are hundreds—thousands on the back roadways—freeways—or state highways. They also park in rest areas and truck parking—so many you can’t count as you pass by. I know that driving can’t be an easy lifestyle or way to make a living ’cause when you ain’t drivin’—you ain’t gettin’ paid.

It seemed there were more on the road that I can remember as I made this last cross-country trip. The companies are too numerous to recall—except for maybe the major lines. It really doesn’t matter. There are a hell-of-a-lot of independent drivers, too. Each truck in someway seems to carry the personality or energy of the driver inside. Now a days—I even see women behind the wheel. I’m sure there have always been a few, but it was definitely a man’s world. I have observed what appears to be husband and wife also. That makes me smile.

When I fill up with gas, I like an easy on-and-off. It cuts the time of my stop, not getting snarled in local traffic. When you’re doing 500-700 miles a day—sometimes more—minutes count. I mention this, because “Loves” is one stop that seems to innately understand and have placed their stations outside the city limits both for autos and trucks. Land was probably less expensive, too.  I’m sure I’m not alone, because most of the time they are pretty busy with the hustle and bustle of road warriors. LOL Time is not necessarily money in my case, it’s more like, “How tired am I going to be when I stop for the night?”

What I hear over the loud speaker is, “Customer 74, shower #5 is ready for you.” I can’t imagine taking a shower in a very nice gas station—but at the end of the day—a gas station. To their credit, the restrooms have always been clean. Thank you! It’s a tough job.

The trucks I pass and those that pass me, are painted now in beautiful scarlet reds, parakeet greens—and, cobalt blues. A few oriole yellow, tiger orange or the grape, violet or lilac purple. The major lines, pretty much all have their logos and graphics which carry the basic black, white and red—yellow and green colors. 

You’ve probable seen them a million times—and not given it a second thought. I know they all mean something—and it really doesn’t matter. I also know the history of organized crime behind this industry—but those are the boys at the top pulling the strings—and I would dare to guess not the ones behind the wheel making sure we have groceries in our cities and therefore in our homes to feed our families. This is a network that is vast and almost unfathomable. Everything ultimately seems to come by truck. I read a few years back that our roadways handle more than 2 million trucks on the road at any one time. 

In this world of chaos, the truckers stand for something. Certainly the Canadian truckers did. They took a stand and were penalized severely for standing up to tyranny. They warned us to be careful of governments selling CBDC’s and how quickly those who control the electronic world of bank accounts can freeze our own when we stand up for ourselves against the elite oligarchs. On a side note, don’t fall for the “safe and convenient narrative”.  Just saying. That’s something that can’t be lost on us. We also must read between the lines. We’re only a few feet away from the same fate. I could take a deep dive into many areas of our system today which need revamping. I see the corruption hanging on for life—but today—I want to extend my gratitude for the hours and dangers and sacrifices that truckers make to be sure the goods and services we all need are delivered in a timely fashion—no matter what the weather and political climate throws their direction. 

If you know or have a chat with a local driver, it might be nice to acknowledge his commitment for really a thankless job. Here’s a shout out to the millions of truck drivers who spend their days and nights on the asphalt highways crisscrossing America. They are really the modern-day cowboys. Thank you!

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

“Eating is my Hobby”, Said Ethel – Adventures in Canning – 

Where do I begin? First off, I’m blaming Sprouts, a local grocery store, to start. One day strolling through the store a couple of years back just to pick up one item, I noticed beautiful organic strawberries on sale for 99¢ a carton.  OMG! What a bargain! As I rounded the next isle of the produce section, the grocery store had large irresistible yummy sweet potatoes priced for .99¢ a pound—rather than the regular cost of $2.49!

With no root cellar as in days gone by—especially in Florida where a shovel full of dirt may draw water and a strong hurricane may take your electricity out for weeks—the freezing option was clearly dicey at best. Canning seemed like a great alternative. Not to mention some glitches in the supply chain. Real life villains’ Bill Gates, now the largest farm-land owner in the United States, with millions invested in lab-grown Frankenfood.  And the other Real-life Bond Villain, Klaus Schwab, of WEF notoriety pitching how bugs will be our dinner and how we will totally learn to like eating them. NO. Thank. You! 

So, I asked my partner in crime, “Do you wanna give canning a try?” 

“Yes,” was the answer. As Ethel said to Lucy, “I Can’t Help It, Eating Is My Hobby.” 

And, as I said back to my friend Ellen, “What do we have to loose?” 

Step two: Ordering a 23 Qt. canner. It arrived on my doorstep in a big box in a timely manner. Now what??

I kept saying to myself this canning adventure definitely had a learning curve. You know that relationship between cost/output and how long it takes to acquire a new skill or knowledge? Although I had made jam from time to time over the years, the pressure canning thing was something that had intimated me. I had heard horror stories growing up about the dangers of pressure cookers. The organic strawberries from Sprouts were quickly turned into a luscious batch of strawberry jam sans high fructose corn syrup. But for the sweet potatoes, I needed a crash course in the finer points of pressure canning. 

Enter YouTube. This highly helpful modern “education” platform is a great go-to. It most certainly gives you a hand when learning a new skill whether fixing your garage door opener, repairing a washing machine or learning how to pressure can. I speak here from experience. Real people, as you know, walk you through whatever your issue, using their expertise and experience on with just about any subject. I found videos from “Pioneer Women”, “Preppers” and healthy, helpful Canning sites. Bingo!

In all seriousness, food is more than just a hobby, not to disregard poor Ethel. Our food and what we ingest is a foundational pillar in our well-being. It drives our energy. It nourishes our cells in every part of our physical body and gives us a robust vitality—all designed by the Creative Source. There is a partnership with the Earth. No amount of creative chemistry designed to LOOK like food can give us what Mother Nature’s bounty provides. Period. 

The last two years learning to can have been fulfilling. We watched videos on how to do beef stew. And, it’s delicious, btw and easy! We canned spaghetti sauce. We found asparagus on sale and canned it. After all it’s so expensive for a can and an excellent vegetable for health. We canned white potatoes, and of course the sweet ones. We have even ventured to hamburger and turkey. It didn’t stop there. Out of the kitchen we have produced Strawberry and Mango-Raspberry jam. We made Ginger Marmalade using homegrown ginger. We tried our hand with Lemon Curd, again with excellent results. Oh and I can’t forget the delicious Cranberry Sauce which is NOT just for the Thanksgiving table. lol Our latest, canned success, was fresh peaches. 

We use wholesome ingredients. No preservatives. No mysterious ingredients you can’t pronounce or can’t identify. Canning is simply the way our Mothers, Grandmothers and Great-Grandmothers preserved the fresh bounty of wonderful, health-giving and nutritious food that have kept humanity going for generations.  

So, don’t drag your feet—get to work and try something new! You will be pleasantly surprised.

“Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food.”

~Hippocrates

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

The Mayonnaise Jar

Do we in this hurried lifestyle always take time to enjoy the little things? Usually not, is my guess. We tell ourselves tomorrow. Next week. Next year. In the fall. Winter vacation. When the kids are in college. You name, it we have about a million reasons not to celebrate the smallest gestures which ultimately create our happiness and perhaps just a little more satisfaction in life. 

It seems it’s never the big events—although memorable in many ways—which usually occur with much fanfare and expectation—and can so often disappoint. As we begin the “official” summer season with the celebration of last week’s summer solstice, I urge you to plan a few simple, even spontaneous, cook-outs—picnics—camping—hiking—boating—swimming—car rides—parks—or adventures to see a few old friends—or new friends. Perhaps having cup a coffee or hamburgers on the grill might be ‘just what the Universe ordered’.  

I don’t know the original author. The Mayonnaise Jar is an old favorite of mine. Maybe yours, too? Needless to say, a good reminder to enjoy the moment. At the end of the day, it is these moments that make our life special—and so worth living our life. And summer is a perfect time for memories. If not now, when?

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar… and the coffee…

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.  When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.  He then asked the students if the jar was full.  They agreed that it was.

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.  He shook the jar lightly.  The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.  He then asked the students again if the jar was full.  They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.  Of course, the sand filled up everything else.  He asked once more if the jar was full.  The students responded with an unanimous “yes.”

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand.  The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, ” I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.  The golf balls are the important things-your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions-things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.  The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car.  The sand is everything else-the small stuff.”

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.  The same goes for life.  If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.  Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.  Play with your children.  Take time to get medical checkups.  Take your partner out to dinner.  Play another 18.  There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.  Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter.  Set your priorities.  The rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled.  “I’m glad you asked.  It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”

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

What’s Up With the Mail? – Blog – May 2024

“I wrote you a love letter, and I sent it snail mail. Love is forever, and that’s about how long it’ll take to get to you.”

― Jarod Kintz

This saga started on February 4, 2024 with five Valentines cards that I had carefully addressed, stamped and sealed with my old-fashioned wax seal. I handed them to the mailman directly. Two were on the way to my grandchildren, one to my youngest son and his wife, another to a friend who had recently lost her husband and one to my boyfriend. Two were handmade. Two had a five dollar bill inside. (I thought my grandchildren would have fun picking something out from “Meme”.) The cards were on their way to four different states. Three months later none of the cards have arrived.

A few weeks later, upon my morning walk through the neighborhood, I saw a woman leaning on the corner of her garage, partially hidden standing there on the side of her well groomed house and yard. Sizing me up, I presumed.  Tiny, petite and dressed in a loud colorful shirt and leggings, she came toward me when I waved and shouted “Hello”. Lit cigarette between her fingers, we started a conversation. She was a tough, determined, and what I would call a strong-willed New Yorker with a raspy smokers voice. My assessment, she was a no bullshit woman a few years older than myself. Our conversation circled around local and national politics, a failing very ill neighbor of mutual concern and then synchronicity led us to the USPS. She volunteered that another neighbor had also mailed “a stack” of Valentine Cards—none of those cards made it to their destination either! What gives?

Still irritated by the lost and missing Valentine cards, I flagged down a mail truck a few days later.  This time it was a contract postal worker—pretty rude actually and not the normal pleasant demeanor of the postal carrier I was used to. She claimed she knew nothing. 

A couple weeks later—I had a conversation with another new or substitute mail carrier in the neighborhood.  His name was Ricky. Very pleasant and somewhat enthusiastic, he assured me that my letters ‘were in the system’.  He explained about the huge sorting machine as big as a football field—“Fine” I thought. I can’t say I believed him. Not about the mail sorter as big as a football field—but that my hopelessly lost Valentine Cards were still in the system. 🤔  I thanked him for his time and he motored on to the next mail box.

Fast forward a couple more weeks . . . it was my younger sister’s birthday—and my youngest sons a few days after hers. Certainly my VD card experience had me a bit troubled and concerned. My sister’s envelope had a gift card inside. Would it make it to Portland safely? I decided NOT to include a check in my son’s card—I let the bank send it instead. I ended up mailing both with a tracking numbers—for a cool $9.85 each! You can imagine by this timestamp, the USPS is not on the top of my list of beloved government services. Actually, I’m not sure any of them are. It’s not the majority of dedicated employees—it’s the policies and politics that have filtered down to local services—or lack there of. I have my theories—but I digress. A simple first class stamp is not enough apparently to make sure an envelope reaches the destination. But, this tale gets even better . . . . 

What’s the bigger story? A postal employee relayed a story to me on that fateful morning run to my local Florida Post Office. She claimed in a conversation that morning that there had been three gun-point robberies on individual mail carriers the day before. Each location in a part of town that that shouldn’t have happened. We all know there are neighborhoods that are unfortunately more unsafe than others. But this was in the full light of day and what we call or assume are the “good neighborhoods”.  

The masked-gun-pointing thieves demanded the “arrow” key and the carrier’s cell phone. The cell phone—so the police couldn’t be called on a 911 number and the arrow or master key to access all locked mail boxes. She said that they had been doing something called “whitewashing checks” or changing the Pay to the Order of or dollar amounts. WTF? 

I posted this new information online in a substack on 3-29-24 as a question shortly after this very insightful conversation about this growing problem. Which btw, has been apparently under-the-radar for sometime now throughout the United States. It is a huge nationwide problem.

Please note the following comments. 

KJ’s comment: Last year in Castle Shannon, PA (suburb outside of Pittsburgh), thieves somehow removed the tops off the blue drive-thru mailboxes at about 2 a.m. located at the Castle Shannon post office.

Not an out of the way area either. Lots of traffic and a house right across the street.

Took forever for the local news to report the theft. Once people found out, they were scrambling to stop payment on checks and closing bank accounts.

The thieves wanted to “wash” the checks and use them again.

Now, I only deposit mail in the interior of the post office during normal working hours.  

TPTB don’t want us to use cash or checks.

Digital currency to track us…and cut us off if we “misbehave.”

L.M. wrote this: Wow. I have not heard about arrow keys being stolen around here (Southern California), but I do know that the post offices in the area lock the outside drop boxes down, when it is after hours. There is a place to drop your mail inside, but it has some sort of thing on it to prevent people from stealing the mail.

And, E. M. added this: A friend who’s husband is an artist mailed 50 packages of calendars early this year. Post Office said they lost them all. When the Post Office was shown the receipt’s from the transaction they said so and refused to take any responsibility. What’s up guys?

I responded to E. M. with the following: “A couple of years ago–I mailed another package. Priority Mail—freshly baked banana bread from Ft. Lauderdale, FL to Carlsbad, CA. Two-to-Three days, right? That’s why we pay an upcharge for this Priority service offered by the USPS and their expedited delivery of 2-3 days. Sadly, the banana bread sat somewhere because the tracking number never seemed to move beyond the Miami locale timeline. (It probably sat in Opa-Locka for three weeks!) I’m not sure it was ever delivered. If it was–it was way too late and moldy. I checked with the office assistant to Dr. Todd. She never remembers receiving it! I know it’s political. Even the workers will tell you that it’s not the same Postal Service it was even several years back. I say, “pre-CV19”  

I continued my reply to E.M. “I’m sorry about your friend’s calendars! A total waste!! And to add insult to injury the reply from the Post Office where I mailed the freshly baked banana bread: “It’s not guaranteed.” 😡 What a beautiful back-door out for NO RESPONSIBILITY! 

Another addition to my Substack request for comments came from “A.J.” He responded with his own story: I had a mailed check fished out of a street blue box in late 2019. Was cashed the next day after being washed and a new amount written on it. If for under about $2K, banks don’t do any investigation. Neither does P.O. Banks just use their “insurance” and pass that cost to their customers. Most police depts. do no work either for check fraud unless rises to a big felony amount and is part of a long running racket. I did all the gum shoe detective work gathering bank documents and video data to find out where, when and how. A bank manager told me the problem was everywhere but worse in poor neighborhoods.

About one year ago, the blue box fishing around me escalated so badly in even “good” neighborhoods many local P.O.s put warning tape and notes “Don’t use!” on its outdoor blue boxes for after hours service. And I got snail mail notices from USPS not to use their outdoor blue boxes when post offices are closed.

If you mail a check at a P.O. do it inside, never use street blue boxes, and use a gel pen which is a bit harder for thieves to wash. And watch your monthly bank statements like a hawk. I have no doubt this bankers gross lack of care is to make us use their credit and debit cards more and for us to rack up wire fees and credit interests payments.

The lack of care of the USPO is shocking. So sorry to learn about these gunpoint attacks on postal carriers.

S.P.H. insightful thought to A.J.’s story and our group discussion added: And to think, the USPS is handling thousands of vote by mail ballots. There is no chain of custody, no tracking, no guarantee.

Another friend in Washington state said mail robbers in the city of Tacoma had finally been arrested after months looting mailboxes with the said “Arrow key”. So.  It seems that this is truly a nation-wide issue, yet I haven’t heard or read anything. More Crickets.

Why “all of a sudden” do we have such drastic problems with the United States Postal Service?  Is it to drive the fear and persuade us that digital is safer? (This is only the corrupt illusion for the Deep State players. And they are ALWAYS preaching and trying to convince us it’s for our safety!) Oh Please, don’t make me laugh!  Our non-traceable paper contents inside our envelopes are essentially private Vs. a totally trackable electronic hack or trace by the controlling powers, that comes with its own backdoor portals and continuous electronic digital tracking system to be used for social credits, food buying, travel privileges and access to your bank and money?  No, you say, that can’t happen? Ask Dr. Mercola or John Eastman or the Canadian Truckers! Heard about any data breaches lately AT&T ??? So.  

Are thugs being compensated in some underhanded way or hired by the DS? I ponder J.K.’s comment “where nobody saw anything.” Why? Are we be being set up for more election fraud as S.P.H. suggests?

This from a long retired postal worker and family of postal employees from Western New York State: Right you are. I’ve been retired many years now and back in my time there were things going on that weren’t right, but got swept under the rug. Under the Biden presidency, crime of all sorts is running rampant and no one cares. I am a Trump supporter. In spite of his personal quirks and his having to deal with Biden’s Dems., he had our country on the right track. There is no oversight within the different branches of our gov’t. Whether you do business on the computer or through the mail or by phone, you are open to hacking and thievery. Welcome to the 21st century where nothing and no one is safe. With AI coming into our lives more as time goes by, our situations could become worse. Life is a gamble, as the saying goes.

“You know something is wrong when the government declares opening someone else’s mail is a felony 

but your internet activity is fair game for data collecting.” 

E.A. Bucchianeri

These accounts are the some of the most recent hold-ups of lost, missing, & delayed mail. I’ve seen or heard nothing in the news. It happened to me personally as well as all these others. But there are just more crickets. I guess the mail is a lower priority than the chaos spinning around us all—all of the time these days. Or is it just more distraction—hoping we won’t notice? I have had more than one conversation with a Postal Employee. . . . but . . . the facts above certainly document a huge and growing problem that not only effects us all, but potentially has far reaching consequences that I see as the tip of a very dark iceberg.

Just be aware . . . 

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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What Are We Doing To Our Food?

For decades I have been what many consider a “foodie”. But, this was who I was long before the term became “a thing”. I began my young adulthood subscribing to Gourmet Magazine—and saved every issue for five years. After having my two boys, I decided that the new publications, Eating Well and Cooking Light may be better choices. (There was no internet at the time.) And although the bulk of my beloved Gourmet magazines were discarded many years ago, a few saved favorite recipes still make their appearance from time to time today.  My interest in food, nutrition and well-being shows itself in my monthly newsletter—encouraging folks to get back into the kitchen. After all, among many benefits, that is where the love is procured. There is energy in what we make and eat. Good ingredients are key, and we control what ingredients our meals contain. None of those unpronounceable “ingredients”, thank you! So is the attitude in our meal preparation; that’s an imbued energy too. Make it Love, not anger or resentment! 

The food we eat, and the nutrition we need are pillars and a significant, often overlooked, foundation to our well-being. Unfortunately, it’s continued deceit over the last 50+ years is evident today. It’s projected to get worse, unless we stand together, and resist this craziness and continued dissolution of live-sustaining REAL food.

I am a graduate of the Institute of Integrated Nutrition. I enrolled in a Culinary Instructors Training program back in 2014. Diane Carlson, my instructor—announced rather abruptly one afternoon, “You clearly have a relationship with food.” I smiled. Yes I do. Yet, it goes beyond the meals I prepare. I know it is tied directly to our health and well-being, something that allopathic medicine is just beginning to admit and recognize.  It is clearly another piece of the wellness puzzle, and one perhaps that is denied by many. Food is more than just fuel! Sadly, we have to be more and more mindful of what we buy, eat and consume. We must check labels and be extremely vigilant. If you haven’t noticed—the rules and regulations enacted, that are supposed to protect us from harmful substances, by our government have eroded and are no longer there. Not really. Its become a shell game of pretend, influenced by lobbyists, and the corporate agriculture door between them and government and vise-versa.

It seems the end game is to actually make us unhealthy—because an unhealthy population falls to their knees and is easier to control in all aspects of daily life. Game over. It also feeds the Big Pharma Mafia.

Belonging to this elite control group is, Henry Kissinger, still alive today. He noted in his 1973 address a particularly chilling thought: “Who controls the food supply controls the people; who controls the energy can control whole continents; who controls money can control the world”

Since then the United States has been on track to deliberately destroy family farming in the US and abroad. This has led to 95% of all grain reserves in the world being under the control of six multinational agribusiness corporations. US export strategy in the 1970s was to further control food supplies. In fact, I recently spoke to a young farmer in Virginia. He is a third or 4th generation apple farmer, and said, “they can’t even pay the land taxes—that their Apples sit in warehouses—unsold—from last year.” I feel a deeper darker story there . . . Yet, I digress. 

In recent off-mainstream news, if you follow such things, businessman and Microsoft co-founder Bill Gates is reported to be the largest private owner of agriculture in the USA, owning some 270+ million acres. He is also highly invested in fake lab grown meat and chicken. Why? What’s the recent interest in farming Bill? Another new initiative of the Biden Regime is called 30 x 30. This move is designed to control 30% of the (farming) land by 2030. Why? What’s the bigger plan unfolding? After the last three years, it can’t be good!

Remember, this is the same group who are also pushing us that we will enjoy eating bugs. I understand they are slowly being added to packaged ingredients—and will be integrated into our food supply. I write this, not to alarm you—but to be mindful of another agenda and to take active steps on what you eat and purchase. And, read labels! These folks are profit driven, and when we vote with our dollar—it creates a huge impact in their corporate decisions. I needn’t remind you of Bud Light. The awareness and Light we create is what can put a huge wedge into the forward progressing Trojan horse and the dark’s warped agendas. Connecting the dots is important no matter how we currently feel. Or what we don’t really want to see.

The holistic way of life considers not only the spiritual, mental-emotional but physical aspects of our life.  All these areas are necessary to maintain and create vitality. Our innate wisdom and cellular structure knows what we are eating! It can’t be fooled.

Here are a few things to examine for yourselves: 

  • Fluoride is a neurotoxin, and according to Toby Rogers, America began adding it to our cities water supply in 1945. When you look at a bottle of water, you’ll see “freshwater source” written across the bottle with beautiful mountains and pristine rivers in the background. But the truth is nearly 64% of bottled water sold in the U.S is filtered tap water, according to a 2018 report from the advocacy group Food & Water Watch.10  I purchased a Kangen alkaline machine in 2009. You may consider the same. 
  • I had many a housemates that consistently microwaved their dinners. Not only is this highly processed food detrimental to our health, but whatever nutritional value might have remained—the microwaves changed the molecular structure of their food as it heated “from the inside out”. So, why have they pushed and placed a microwave in just about EVERY kitchen in America? Mine, only served as a “bread box’ and kept food safe from wandering ants and BIG wandering cockroaches. Remember, I live in Florida. And we seem to be unable to keep the “wildlife” outside. It is what it is!
  • Round-up is another bad one. By 2007, it had become the most used herbicide in the United States. An estimated 1.4 billion pounds of Roundup are used in more than 160 countries each year. Roundup and its key ingredient, glyphosate, have been linked to several types of cancer, including non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma (NHL), b-cell lymphoma and leukemia. Internal Monsanto documents, whose parent company is now Bayer,  also demonstrate repeated attempts, some successful, to manipulate published scientific studies and media reports in favor of glyphosate safety. Seems like we’ve seen this strategy before! Can you say Co-vid? Yet the US government continues to allow this to be sprayed on the food we eat. (And, don’t even get me started on the horrific GMO’s. I never knew anyone allergic to wheat growing up! It’s another “new” thing!) To be helpful, I’ve listed the dirty dozen—and the Clean 15. Produce that should be organic to eat (but still washed) because in order to move them across state lines, they have to be sprayed with—pesticides. But less. The clean 15 you pretty much peel or grows underground.
  • Dirty Dozen: Strawberries, Spinach, Kale, collard and mustard greens, peaches, pears, nectarines, apples, grapes, bell and hot peppers, cherries, blueberries and green beans. 
  • The clean 15 are: Avocados, sweet corn (75% is GMO), pineapples, onions, papayas, sweet peas, asparagus, Honeydew melons, Kiwi, cabbage, mushrooms, mangos, sweet potatoes, watermelon, carrots.  

Our food is being altered and becoming unrecognizable to our cells. The Pesticides are toxic to our system. Farms lands are being captured. Bottom line is we need to pay attention to the continuing changing world around us. As one who appreciates our real food grown—with integrity and the inherent nutrition that comes with Mother Nature’s divine wisdom.  It is necessary and important to be aware of continued threats to our food and our food supply and to our farmers. Vitamins, minerals, and nutrients from what we have grown over the course of our history has provided us with life. 

We as a society and civilization cannot let the controlling government powers—the private sector technocracies —and the skewed visions of the Klaus Schwab’s WEF, his followers and the Bill Gate’s multiple “non-profits” and charities of the world take our freedom— snatch our farm lands, and choke us all with their version of so-called food. We in the United States must continue to resist the Monsanto/Bayer—Roundup invasion that so many countries are beginning to refuse. We must respect our Earth and the life giving energy she gives us, which sustains our life and well-being. 

We must grow and enjoy wholesome food which becomes our nutrition and our life force energy. We must support each other in true health and not one bolstered by dozens of pharmaceuticals just to remain “alive”. I for one believe we must have access to good wholesome food, grown in healthy soil, under the sun and sky. We all need that relationship to be reestablished as a key ingredient to good health, vitality and well-being. I leave you with this thought:

“For thousands of years, these foods (re: allergies to seeds, grains, legumes, eggs, and dairy.) have worked for humanity. In these cases you speak about, the main culprit continues to be the way in which these foods are collected and processed. You won’t find these allergies in third-world countries, and you won’t find them within the children who work on farms, where they eat the foods directly. There will eventually have to come a day when you relax some of your efficiency attributes and go back to the way food was meant to be collected and eaten. And yes… there are effects from how the dairy animals are treated, too. Going back to some basics will help, and so will eliminating some of the procedures that supposedly create a “safer food.” These procedures have instead made them begin to look like foreign food to the Human body.” Kryon

Below are some links for your continued reading and research.

Watch the full video: https://theepochtimes.com/epochtv/the-global-war-on-farmers-and-push-to-eat-the-bugs-facts-matter-5416519?utm_source=partner&utm_campaign=wideawake_media&src_src=partner&src_cmp=wideawake_media

https://www.investmentwatchblog.com/kissinger-control-oil-and-you-control-nations-control-food-and-you-control-the-people-us-strategy-deliberately-destroyed-family-farming-in-the-us-and-abroad-and-led-to-95-of-all-grain-reserves/

https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2023/sep/13/us-environmental-protection-agency-failed-policy-consumer-chemicals

https://takecontrol.substack.com/p/traditional-amish-farmer-threatened

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. Cathrine is Shamanic practitioner and ordained minister. She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.

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Chemicals BAD

Blog September 2023

I took a deep sigh as I began to type. My next thought, how do we climb out of the cesspool of these predatory corporate commercial farming practices? They have seeped their way into every tiny crevice and just about every morsel of food consumed by us—AND deemed acceptable or “within normal limits”—AND ignored by the so-called medical professionals and “experts” of today? The policies are deteriorating our health. It’s David vs Goliath all over again. 

We must realize our strength in numbers and return our food to its humble nutritious origins. Do you think our cellular structure knows something innately? Is the precipice we have been looking at finally going to crumble? At the same time, more of us are able to recognize the new consciousness and a slow shift from corporate greediness to one of harmony with the earth and each other. We must make it our goal, to help each other with our wellness and the very basics that are necessary. The pesticides, the herbicides, the GMO’s and the destructive farming practices are making people sick.

Alright, let me back up. It’s a common theme—a giant messy food fight of sorts between us, the consumer and the agriculture corporatocracy. I was in North Florida last week and had a conversation with a gentleman and his wife on numerous topics of late. Yet, the one point I was not familiar with, was broadleaf herbicide was now being spread across fields of growing grass and future hay then fed to the animals. I was interested in using the horse manure and shavings for organic garden fertilizer like we did growing up, but he claimed it would kill a vegetable garden—and I thought, not to mention the horses or other animals who ate it too! Certainly a slow-kill agenda anyway—how long had they been doing this? Was it all by design?

When my friend Joy returned from visiting her folks in western New York, she was confused about the headaches, nausea and malaise she was feeling upon her arrival home to Florida. It turned out, pesticides had been sprayed by air on soy beans growing behind her parent’s house. AND, her 80+ year old father, unaware of just how toxic these chemicals were—had sprayed his apple tree next to the house for worms. He had then invited her to sit beside it and keep him company in the yard. She said no, and advised her father, who has lung damage—that he shouldn’t be there either! There were better, more natural substances to use on his apple tree and growing apples. (Neem oil or a pyrethrin base spray, btw, is a much better than what they push (Round-up) in Lowes, Home Depot or Ace Hardware.) Just saying.

So, everything that goes into the food chain is becoming more and more toxic to us. But, maybe that’s just part of the “slow-kill” plan for reducing humanity’s population and pushing us into a bug eating, chemically lab-grown fake food society? You know, to reduce the population of earth because of the hoax climate change and the not-so-great-reset by the Cabal? I’ll let you digest that thought while you ponder over chocolate covered cockroaches served at your next party—if you’re allowed. 🤮

The fight between Monsanto, which is now owned by the German corporate giant, Bayer, and consumer groups has been going on for years. Many of these chemicals are being banned out of other countries thankfully—but, ah, not so here in the USA! So, perhaps, it’s time to vote with our dollar! It worked wonders for Bud Light and Target—Southwoke and others. Can we please vote with our wallet and just stop buying things like Roundup? I know we can find alternative sources for our garden and products not grown with these chemicals—and the coming flood of things—like Apeele™? And, good grief, we have no idea what that really is! Please forward your thank you notes to Bill Gates!

I guess this growing awareness is just the beginning. And for those unaware—we must band together to create a coherent coalition—an alliance of agreement to just say, “No more”.

But, what are the alternatives you ask? 

A friend of mine, and let me say, genius in the truest sense, has developed several working theories regarding plant health and yield. The laser technology developed by him and his colleagues carries an electromagnetic resonance. This innovative technology enhances the bioavailability of nutritional molecules to their most natural form. The body recognizes, accepts, and assimilates the molecule more readily for greater impact on the body chemistry and well-being.  It’s like a perfect fitting key in a lock. This technology has been studied and used on seeds. This technology, combined with ingredients from his supplement line, tremendously enhanced growing plants in experiments done in Mexico on several hectares of land.  They are indeed new extraordinary ideas. And, these forward thinking ideas are producing yields up to 30% above normal farming production schedules and expectations. They also have a higher resistance to crop pests because of the health and vitality of the plants. So, we have alternatives coming.

Another idea, no matter who is growing our food—short or long term—organic or conventional is a very esoteric meta-physical suggestion for those who can understand and appreciate its merit. When we begin to speak and greet things before they enter our body we begin to “marry” our biology with spiritual truths and our cellular structure responds in a higher, new vibrational pattern. Our biology-mind begins the meld. Certainly food is included as we co-create our wellness and shake hands with the Creator inside.  

I am planning on attending one of the good Doctor’s lectures next month and hopefully will have more to say. But, it’s time to join the movement of supporting organizations which are resisting corporate take-overs. We must support local farmers and ideas that embrace campaigns towards replacing these old, now very toxic farming methods we have somehow embraced or tolerated the last 50-60 years. It’s time to meld with the partnership of Earth and welcome sustainable and regenerating ideas that support this revolution—this evolution in consciousness!  It is our lesson of courage, faith, and overcoming what seems impossible just as in the story of David and Goliath! 

I have included a couple links for more information on a variety of topics regarding this mission: To protect and advocate for consumers’ right to safe, healthful food and other consumer products, a just food and farming system and an environment rich in biodiversity and free of pollutants that will feed us into all the future

Check out: Organic Consumers Organization: https://organicconsumers.org/ 

or Food Tank Newsletter: https://bit.ly/3EdsOyK

About the author:

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)

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Cathy Silver, HC@CSilverWellness (Twitter)

Cathrine Silver (LinkedIn) 

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Tipping Point

As I sit at my desk today, I wonder, if our constitution was written for now. I  also wondered if the jobs I’ve had or the places I’ve lived have been part of “the plan” all along. It seems like we’ve had a choice all along, but have we? Really? Maybe it’s the warm muggy, humid 88℉ day today here in the south of Florida? I have my door open, the breeze is strong and my refrigerator is defrosting. As the ice continues to melt, I listen to the drip, drip, drip into the rectangle metal sheet cake pan while the wind chimes ring from the gusts of wind outside my door. The sun is shining. The sky is still blue. The birds have been singing. I wonder are we finally reaching the tipping point to what’s next. I don’t mean slavery—I mean the road to freedom.

I think of the few astute souls in the medical profession and the attorneys among us who are filing lawsuits and fighting against this globalist dream of controlling the world. With a big sign of relief—and not exactly knowing what the near future holds, but certain, of a long fought battle, the victory will be ours. It is ours! I wonder if this is how the revolutionary rebels felt in the early days of the war of Independence? In the rumbling concerns of the Crown’s authority over colonists when they gathered in secret back room meetings to discuss their future, which became ours, similarities abound.

There can be no secrets when we can all talk to each other. Today, we have Rumble, BitChute and Telegram. There are many more. It gives us the ability to navigate around the radical censorship of big Tech colluding with Big Pharma, colluding with Big Government colluding with Big Media colluding with Big Central Banks. All bought and paid for by special interests. The Deep State believes their investment is solid. The pawns and captured officials don’t seem to realize they will be more worthless than an expired can of beans in your kitchen pantry when the mission is over. Greed is not cracked up what’s it’s seems to be. Neither is crime. And there is no honor among thieves.

Protests in France and the Netherlands continue, while Israel implodes. According to the Carnegie Endowment for International Peace over 400 significant anti-government protests have erupted worldwide in more than 132 different countries. (https://carnegieendowment.org/publications/interactive/protest-tracker) Do the central bankers wring their hands with glee and anticipation or fear? It’s too soon to tell.  

I hate to break the news to the Deep State, but consciousness, enlightenment and intent by us will be their undoing—if you happen to be listening and reading, their plot is unraveling—and fast!  Maybe they know this and they jumped the gun? Throwing in a little woo-woo into this blog, we have help from our Star Mothers. The ones who seeded us and set things up. When you exist in an almost angelic state, and a god like entity, the potentials are quite clear. Humans still have a ways to go. But we have a victory song in our past, and we will sing that in our future, too. Remember, governments cannot rule when their populations have moved to another paradigm. When will they get the message? 

When we step out of a linear world and mindset, is it so far fetched to believe we set up the  potentials and circumstances in our lives, our future? This includes, the people who we would affect, and those who would affect us. Then the things that we hold from the past—and wisdom we carry begin to come into play, especially if time really is in a circle. Or are we playing in a hologram as physicists have suggested? And, when we touch one particle of the whole, the path comes into view? That would suggest things we cannot see. When we have the mind of God (when we’re not here) do we set up the blueprint and carry it forward with this multidimensional moving map? It seems more like a modern day video game, where we, as a global population, get to choose the ending. And every move creates another potential of endless possibilities. With that in mind, we seem to be part of a very fast moving map. Is this the precipice where we push the Cabal’s big plan off the edge of the map?

The term “Critical Mass” was not even a concept until 1947, but times in history have certainly demonstrated critical mass—named, labeled or not. But we have had tipping points. I believe we are reaching critical mass now and on the verge of yet another tipping point for humanity. Just for curiosity, I looked up tipping points in history. Mastery of Fire was listed as the first. Okay. Certainly controlling fire was important.The Death of Christ was a big one. The Fall of the Roman Empire seems monumental. Gunpowder. Penicillin. Nuclear fusion and the moon landing to name a couple listed on Quora. The birth of the USA was propelled forward by the political protests of the American colonists. It was a tipping point, too. The Colonists were frustrated, angry and had no representation over the Crown’s taxation. This tyranny led to the fight for independence. Hum? Something about that sounds familiar.

It seems like we’re close to that now, once again. Instead of the Crown of old, it is the WEF and self-designated private “elite” club. Although, the Crown probably is still in deep! (Maybe that’s the real riff between William and Harry?) Many are awakening to the horrors and lies we have experienced the last three years. Lately, we are seeing first hand where this path is leading as the captured government banking pawns will pick and choose who to save and who not to. (Get past the ads and listen to what Yellen had to say regarding banks! https://www.newsweek.com/janet-yellen-addresses-tough-reality-americans-money-amid-bank-panic-1788353

As darkness falls, the wind continues to blows through my wind chimes. Maybe ringing a solution out of time and space? Just like our tipping point I was reminded of the 100th monkey effect and the metronome experiment. 

This is directly from Stillness in the Storm, An Agent of Conscious Evolution: 

“In 1952, on the island of Koshima, scientists were providing monkeys with sweet potatoes dropped in the sand. The monkeys liked the taste of the raw sweet potatoes, but they found the dirt unpleasant.

“An 18-month-old female named Imo found she could solve the problem by washing the potatoes in a nearby stream. She taught this trick to her mother. Her playmates also learned this new way and they taught their mothers too.

“This cultural innovation was gradually picked up by various monkeys before the eyes of the scientists.

“Between 1952 and 1958 all the young monkeys learned to wash the sandy sweet potatoes to make them more palatable.

Only the adults who imitated their children learned this social improvement. Other adults kept eating the dirty sweet potatoes.

“Then something startling took place. In the autumn of 1958, a certain number of Koshima monkeys were washing sweet potatoes — the exact number is not known.

“Let us suppose that when the sun rose one morning there were 99 monkeys on Koshima Island who had learned to wash their sweet potatoes.

“Let’s further suppose that later that morning, the hundredth monkey learned to wash potatoes.

“Then it happened!

“By that evening almost everyone in the tribe was washing sweet potatoes before eating them.

“The added energy of this hundredth monkey somehow created an ideological breakthrough!

“But notice.

“A most surprising thing observed by these scientists was that the habit of washing sweet potatoes then jumped over the sea 

“Colonies of monkeys on other islands and the mainland troop of monkeys at Takasakiyama began washing their sweet potatoes.” Mic drop.

In another fascinating example below, the metronomes all synchronized in unison. I’m certainly not suggesting humanity will completely harmonize together by tomorrow. But, when enough of us reach a tipping point—does it or will it affect the whole in a quantum leap sort of way? Just like the Japanese Koshima Monkeys and the metronomes? 

(https://youtu.be/Ov3aeqjeih0)

At the level of our innate wisdom, I know we have seen “the future”. We must see ourselves as victors in the fight of Light and Dark. We have our shift in consciousness on our side, a true milestone for us! I’m hoping we reach our 100th Monkey in the near future, because then, my friends, their days are really numbered. It’s like our founders saw this circle in time and wrote it in our Constitution  . . . our will, our need for freedom, and our strength to stand up for what’s right!

The whole world doesn’t have to shift, just a percentage of us becoming aware is enough to get to the tipping point of awareness and elevated consciousness. So just like what happened during the Revolution, with the monkeys, with the metronomes, when that percentage is reached, everything shifts or changes.

Tomorrow is another day. Become aware. Participate in sharing stories. Make comments to posts. Pray for peace. Inspire others. We have taken a jump in Consciousness and there’s no going back now. After all, we are on the road to our freedom. And, WE are the tipping point.

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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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.

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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