“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)

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

Aurora Borealis – Lights of Change

The last couple weeks brought a tremendous surge of multidimensional energy into the Earth via solar winds from our Sun which appear to us as brilliant multi-colored luminous Light-shows, what we call the aurora borealis. Our Sun delivers a continuous flow of information in the form of charged particles—or magnetics. These multidimensional codes of information, also referred to as “patterning” of the sun, are being delivered to the magnetic grid of the Earth. This in turn affects us. But how does it affect us, you may ask?

Although the awesome colors observed in the night sky are spectacular to see—the energy and transformation of what is occurring is even more amazing. We, as humans, are participating in something much grander than ourselves. We are a small piece of the whole—but nevertheless—a divinely important part in this era of cosmic shift and change! Humanity is becoming more enlightened—albeit slowly. As part of our free will choice and the rise of consciousness—affecting entire the global community—is all based on “our” pure intent to participate and receive these new quantum codes. So. When the solar winds hit the magnetic grid of the planet earth, it creates what engineers and electricians call inductance, which delivers the information from the patterning of the sun to us. What magic!

I’ll backtrack for a minute because it gets even more fascinating. When these codes of information arrive on the planet, the patterning is then transmitted through further inductance into our DNA which is mostly multidimensional. From an article entitled Physics and Science given in Mt. Shasta back in 2007, Kryon explains when we are born and take our first breath of air is when we receive our first download/activation/imprint (my terms) as it is our first interaction with the environment as an independent life. “Aquarius, Pisces, Cancer – you get a pattern of the sun. And the pattern is a reflection of the alignment of the planets at the moment of your birth. This pattern is retained in your DNA as a life-force.” This seemingly chaotic energy in an inter-dimensional arena affects us from then on thus, we are susceptible to the energy of those patterns as they align in our solar system. It’s what we call astrology. As Kryon says, “It is one of the oldest sciences on the planet and it’s intuitive [part of your consciousness of ‘knowing’].” Anyone affected by the full moon? Ask the police, an obstetrics nurse or a doctor working the emergency room. Think about it, If the moon can move the tides of the ocean on the planet—and we are over 70% water. How can we continue to deny we are affected by the cycles of the moon, sun and planets in our solar system, too? But, I digress. Back to the energy of the aurora borealis.

Kryon, through Lee, continues: “Your sun is the center, and it radiates information to the planets. In your case, this directly affects your magnetic grid, and your grid is what saturates your existence, including the instruction sets to your DNA. This is how the planet’s energy is postured and changed, as Human consciousness on the planet steers it.”

For those who are unaware, the magnetic grid of the earth moved more in ten years than it had in a hundred. The movement took place from approximately 1992-2002. It is directly related to consciousness and spiritual awakening. “The Magnetic Master” Kryon, whose presence here was to alter the magnetic attributes of earth. This was a “fine tuning” of spiritual attributes at the very core of our cellular structure. And why did this occur? He continues, “Magnetic fields are very significant to your biology! In addition, magnetic fields can (and do) affect your spiritual consciousness. The magnetic field of your planet is necessary for your biological health, and is fine turned to fit within your spiritual scheme.” 

The bottom line is our Earth’s magnetic grid is intertwined with the physics of human consciousness. Consciousness (physics) has been defined this way which differs from our human concept:

“Humanity defines consciousness as a concept, and describes it as the self-aware state of a Human. However, Kryon states that consciousness is actually part of physics and that there are rules of consciousness, which are also part of quantum physics. There are rules, postulates, mathematics, formulas, and new inventions coming from it. There are beautiful attributes, as yet unknown, of the physics of consciousness. When you start to see this, it will begin to explain the way of the future.”

So, back to the tremendous energy from the Sun’s Coronal Mass Ejections via solar winds and the newest “evolutionary energy”. It’s all about real physics that we don’t quite understand—and inventions we don’t yet have to understand the tremendous patterns being transmitted. Yet these gifts of breathtaking luminous lights via the magnetic grid brings us multidimensional codes for our never before evolutionary transformation. For the magnetic grid—is the engine of cellular communication. This grid is also responsible for helping to posture the veil of our duality. It is this magnetic grid that moves us forward on our evolutionary path of enlightenment and peace on earth.

Beyond the awe inspiring colors of the aurora borealis—it is cause for a magnificent celebration!

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 Eye of the Storm—The Transformation of Our World

Unusual times we are in—confusing—and misunderstood—we look for answers wherever we can find them. I offer a perspective you can adopt or reject in this blog. I find it gives me peace, hope and an outlook at our new beginnings as a global, national and personal capacity for growth and expansion.

I am in the Northwest for a visit. I grew up here. I enjoy the energy of the mountains, lakes, Puget Sound and forests as a reprieve from the tropical hot intense energy of South Florida; not good or bad, just different.

This year I chose to drive. I needed the solitude and an absence and break from the constant fear I felt from so many. An energy I cannot get behind. I also decided to camp my way here. It was the decision to make a simple connection back to the earth and to myself. Although, along the way, I had conversations with a number of others also escaping from the oppression of the news and fearful continuing messages pounding away designed to “keep us inline.” They too needed a break. I shared my perspective—and it seemed to bring some relief— common sense to the chaos we are in presently. A perspective not many had considered—so I share it with you today.

What if—just what if . . . we are in the midst of a “reboot”? What if this started over 30 years ago? What if we all agreed that we were going to the next step in our evolution as a human race? And, what if in order to do this we needed to clean house? And all those things that have been hidden behind the metaphorical closed doors, are now coming to the Light? We have been in the Procession of the Equinoxes. Procession in Latin means to “move forward.” So, the Procession of the Equinoxes means we are moving forward out of one older energy and into another, new.  (Seen as kind of a wobble in space and predicted by the ancients.) This new energy is a place humanity has never been before while on the earth and of course is a different part of space. It is sending us new “data” fed to the grids, based on intent and is birthing our higher consciousness or thinking. This new information is one of more benevolence, tolerance and respect: it is more loving and compassionate. We are moving into a mindset where we will finally begin to stop the abuses of Mother Earth and each other. Yes, it will take a while—but like the saying goes—by the ancient Chinese philosopher, Lao Tzu, “A journey of a thousand miles starts beneath one’s feet.” 

We chose to be here. We are boots on the ground. We are in the test of energy. And we are being watched and are affecting the entire Universe(s) and cosmic sea. We are part of the divine creative source and along the way—we will begin to recognize our magnificence. What if . . . the souls who are leaving during this COVID event are also being reset and will be right back? We are eternal and forever—in both directions—not just one. I believe they will be recalibrated, revitalized, renewed and reset to the new vibration of the earth plane. What if they have chosen this for the greater good—for the whole?  Like passing the baton in a relay race, only in a circle of time? What if the fires, storms, and quakes as of late are part of this shift in consciousness, and will bring new perspective and priorities for what’s next in our lives? There is unrest, but it moves energy and creates change. What if this time is about asking critical questions and question all we thought to be true is true? Asking what we’ve been taught, or what we believe? Could it be bigger? Grander? And better than we ever imagined? Can it ultimately bring more joy? What if these times are to awaken the shepherd in all of us? What if these times are about taking our power back? What if these trying times leads us to our divine and magnificent roots? What if this is the greatest shift of Humanities existence so far? Can we imagine the possibilities of where we can go? 

How about a simple “YES? Our future and our reality are unfolding before our eyes. We participate every day. Remember you are Cosmos creating its own creative field and its own future with all you think, do and say—everyday. All correctly aligns and works with precision. What is your “What if?” Make it a good one! ❤️

Part II – Mystical Peruvian Adventure 2019

I have now been back home from Peru for ten days. And, to quote a friend, it is a “cultural experience—not a vacation when we undertake such adventures.” I feel like I am still catching up. I know I was physically exhausted, but it seems that I am inter-dimensionally tired as well; an undefined transformational shift within.

The biggest physical challenges came from being above 4000 meters much of the time. And for those of us living at sea level—an immediate jump to 13,500 feet and beyond brought effects of altitude challenges that our human bodies face when unaccustomed to such rapid altitude adaptations. Although many discount the energetic factors, as no more than one’s imagination—it was very real for most of us. This was a mystical trip and our DNA is not simply a chemical molecule. It is a multi-dimensional piece of divinity—and I certainly had given intent for that opening. Something was happening!

The privilege to visit ancient history and presence of two of the twelve nodes, now “open” at, Lake Titicaca and Machu Picchu, affects one in ways that are indescribable—for our language and culture have little understanding of multi-dimensional phenomenon and in some instances ignores the possibility all together. Yet there is more to us than what we see in the mirror—and one day science will validate this quantum field we live in, that surrounds us, and is the bigger part of who we are, all contained in our DNA; aka our “God molecule”. This was part of the trip too. 

But, the nodes we visited and the experiences we had, often escapes our conscious awareness, as we flew over the Nazca lines, hiked around Macahuasi, explored Cusco, Tombomachay, Sacsaywaman, the Sacred Valley and participated in the Q’ero Ceremonies. I believe it affected us all in profound ways that revealed themselves through our ego’s fear, emotional breakdowns, physical effects of altitude, purging, courage and strength about who we are and its amplification. There was no hiding. I’m sure there is more to come!

All that aside, in the end, it was the human component of the people who live there that touched me the most. For the most part, their lives are “simple” full of hardships and lifestyles which time-warp into generations past. The Peruvians we interacted with were genuine, and a heart filled people. This was portrayed in the behavior and attitude of the various guides, the local people, the hotel owners—and in a surprise visit to a village school. 

There seemed to be a softer energy vibration in the feminine Southern Hemisphere and it was palatable.   Perhaps, it is with their sincere connection to the earth—the Cosmic Mother—Pachamama and the Pachatata—Cosmic Father and the realization of a higher consciousness playing in the mix; much more than our daily 3D experience can explain away. We are entangled as One—with everything; the mountains, the lakes and rivers and oceans; the animals, the flora, the fauna and the Energy of the Sun—as central source to our being unseparated from our cosmic roots.   This concept seems foreign for most of Westerners’ belief. Everything is connected to everything: our thoughts, attitudes, intentions and our connection the Earth—Gaia—technically its own “Soul Group.” We are part of the cosmic soup!

One early morning we met a man, who was the hotel owner, Mr. Jorge Luis Delgado.  Michelle, our guide and shamanic leader for this adventure, introduced us at breakfast as we sat eating as a group.  We greeted him in the normal American-European way, asking him how he was. He took a few moments, and then explained the traditional Incan greeting: “I see the Light in You and Your Magnificence. The Light in Me, greets the Light in You.”

In the end, the group of new friends from around the world, and the Peruvian smiles, generosity of heart and loving ways and graciousness is what I will always remember—long after the physical exhaustion and multi-dimensional challenges that accompanied my mystical adventure to Peru. It is the verification of our Light—that radiates in us ALL. 

What adventure is waiting for you?

 

About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Certified Holistic Health Coach in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease, relationships, spirituality, and loss. 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. 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)

Peruvian Mystical Journey

As I sit at the keyboard this morning, many things are circulating through my brain—and are on my “to-do” list. The Universe has been my travel agent. My upcoming trip to Peru has come to pass because of an antique chandelier that just sold after 15 years of waiting; it was sent back to the antique gallery after my husband filed for divorce; waiting for this moment of divine timing. Right NOW? My instinct and intuition said “yes”. 

The urge to visit Peru has been growing stronger over the last few years. I am more drawn to this energy—than that of India or the Middle East. And, I am excited to be sharing this adventure with the twenty others from around the world, that have heard the call to be there as well. Even my horoscope yesterday said, “You are ready for a transformation . . . with the Aquarius moon in your eighth house of transformation.” I also drew a tarot card for this launch, as I do with many important things—and received Sister Fire. Among other things, Fire Sister is “aligned with the tides and currents of the Cosmos and supported by all the cosmological powers that have ever been. She participates brilliantly in the course of cosmological evolution.” Wow, could it be so?

Michelle Karén is leading this adventure. She is a world class quantum astrologer and initiated Shaman—identified by the Q’eros as a reincarnation of a former Incan Princess back in 2004.  She has been traveling to Peru for almost twenty years and has many connections to the Shamanic world and other personal unworldly experiences; unexplainable in our understanding of 3D reality on the earth plane today. 

We will visit Lima, Cusco, Lake Titicaca, (Bolivia), The Island of the Sun, and of course Machu Picchu; that 15th century stone city tucked into a mountain-ringed valley high in the Andes. We will travel by bus to Ica, fly over the Nazca Lines followed by a visit to Dr. Cabrera’s Museum of Stone. There will be a horse ride to Macahuasi; we will board a train to Ollantaytambo. The Sacred Valley has a magic poncho store we will visit and several museums to learn about the Incas and Pre-Colombian history. We will experience a Ceremony and initiation in the Q’enco Temple with a Peruvian Shaman and watch women in Chinchero weave and dye llama wool. We will visit the Muru Door.  There will be many more sites, stops, and magic, along the way. 

The altitude and remote conditions will be challenging—as well as stepping back in history about 500 years from life as we know it in 2019 in the United States, Europe and Canada. We have several items on our list that I don’t usually include when I pack for my adventures—including toilet paper, a camel back pouch for bottled water and climbing/walking poles; altitude sickness pills, charcoal to absorb internal toxins and disinfectant as protection for us, to help our fragile modern, cleansed and sanitized immune systems as we step backwards in time, where no such health or environmental safeguards exist. 

It is a trip of polarities—beautiful breath-taking sites rich in history that I have only seen in pictures and read about, but also filled with caution about robberies and kidnappings from the very streets we will be exploring some days.  We will begin at Sea-level and reach elevations above 12,000 ft. The trip includes modern transportation—and ancient forms of travel, such as mules to assist us.  Rain and Sun. Climate temperatures: cold and hot.  The trip will be filled with surprises along the way that I cannot anticipate, as I sit at my dining room table this day.

 Yet, I believe this is the next step in my evolution—helping me—learning, teaching—remembering— breaking new ground to help humanity and what’s next for me on my Life’s journey as we round the bend, looking forward to the new incoming energies of 2020 and beyond. There are some trips that change you forever. They are trips of a lifetime. I believe this is one. Let this adventure begin! 

Reflect for a moment, and then ask yourself, what untamed adventure seeks to be explored in you? After all, “Life is a tapestry woven by the decisions we make.”

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About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Certified Holistic Health Coach in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease, relationships, spirituality, and loss. 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. 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)

Willard

You know, every once in a while, someone comes along—and you have a hard time forgetting them. Maybe it’s a lover? A teacher? A bestie from school? Willard was none of those things, but an unforgettable pillar of strength, courage and love.

I had picked up (another) Cathy in Denver. We knew each other from the Pineal Tones choirs, and she offered to join me on the last leg of my journey home. I wanted to camp,  and being by myself in the woods—didn’t seem like such an astute idea. There was always safety in numbers, right?

So, at her suggestion, we had landed at the Loft Mountain Campground, which is part of the Shenandoah National Park in Virginia, also known as The Blue Ridge Mountains. The forecast called for rain, this particular Wednesday, our first day in the park, so we ventured off to Mt. Vernon—beloved home of George Washington, and a figure near and dear to my heart. The next day, we agreed to hike down to what was called

Lower Doyles River Falls, weather cooperating. And, so it was that we set off down the trail to the falls. We were just getting started when we came upon an older gentleman standing off the path dressed appropriately in hiking boots, and wearing long hiking style khaki pants, buttoned shirt, army green fishing vest, cap and glasses on a cord hanging around his neck. We stopped to say hello, and he showed us a small acorn under his magnifying glass. He confided that he was an artist—but seemed somewhat shaken after our conversation—as we parted ways—-asking if it was alright if we gave him a hug good-bye.

I had seen him at his campsite when we slowly drove the asphalt drive into the campground, looking for the spot to we would call home for the next three days. However—somehow his apparent circumstances stood out from the “normal” RV,  family, couple or weekend hiker; he was sorting things at his picnic table, as we passed by.

After our “chance” encounter, we visited him several more times, and invited him to our campsite two nights later to enjoy the campfire. He shared his artwork, which was neatly contained in a folder. His story seems unremarkable—just a guy traveling by himself—camping—until you realize that he was 86 years old and had gotten wind that “they” were getting ready to place him in a nursing home. What, I thought? There was nothing about this man that warranted placing him in a facility for the aged or ill. He

 shared that he had lived in Vermont for 40+ years—built his home there. His wife of many years had passed several years before and he had a daughter who lived in the LA area. He had a sister that wanted him to live with her in Virginia.

Getting wind of obviously someone’s else’s plans for him, he told us that he bought a copy of Consumer Reports—found the most reliable and economical car they advised and traded in his old one. He found a close-out tent for $24.00 and collected the rest of the miscellaneous camping supplies he would need—and off he went. Arizona was where he spent last winter and felt he would be heading back that way when the weather began to turn. He knew he didn’t want to be around the inclement winters because as he said, he didn’t want to slip on the ice and break a hip.

My mind since, has reflected back to my own Mother and her circumstances and her desire to live her remaining days in her home; a wish my brother-in-law refused to honor. Things are not always as they seem. But, Willard’s story brings up many ideas about parking people in nursing homes—when they are in fact vibrant, and “not ready” to be housed in group homes. Where is the freedom to choose? And, where does that truth lie?

As we were parting good-bye, we wished him well on his journey. He wished us well too. There was a soul connection and something profound and unspoken, we all knew; we could feel it. We also knew that there would be no way to remain in contact; this was it. No email. A sister’s address for legal purposes. A flip phone with limited airtime. No text. I had the knowing it was just the way it was meant to be. As we said our good-byes, he stopped. “You know, on the trail, that first day, I was a bit shaken,” he confided. I had witnessed his welling-up but had said nothing. I saw your light, he said, and it startled me. I smiled and so did Cathy. “I am keeping this as a reminder, he softly noted looked us in the eyes and then slid the tiny acorn into his shirt pocket. I smiled again and gave him another hug. We walked away.

Ironically, the acorn, is a symbol of strength and power. That was who he was—and that was what he held in his hand. It is the same for us. No matter where our life starts—or from our own humble beginnings, we All have the ability, just like the Willard and the tiny acorn. We have the strength like the mighty oak; it’s not inside some of us. It’s inside All of us! We need only to believe. Namasté

 

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About Cathrine Silver

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Certified Holistic Health Coach in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease, relationships, spirituality, and loss. 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. She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero

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Blowing in the Wind

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind, sang Bob Dylan in 1963.  Was there an even deeper message within the song and its famed lyrics?  A message for humanity and our potentials here on Earth, perhaps?

Fast forward to June 2019. Over the equinox, I attended a very esoteric conference at Mt. Shasta. It’s not for everyone, but it’s “my thing”. I have also participated in a number of Dr. Todd’s pineal tone choirs—where we sing special tones—a “light language” with intentions like “Returning to the first breath of source”. During these choirs, one of the pair sets we “sing/chant” is the sound of the wind—the group of 400+ of us make quite a breeze.  All this, of course, to our Star Mothers; those who gave us the divine spark and the consciousness to seek our true nature, our Magnificence and our divine cosmic roots. Perhaps, too much for some to even imagine and eye-rolling for others. It’s always bigger—much bigger. We often get stuck inside our box.

I have to preface this, because during my “calling” up the mountain and then subsequently thereafter, the wind seemed to speak to me in a multidimensional way that my consciousness and my 3D linearity could not understand, but my soul, higher self and heart seemed to recognize. Out of total silence, came a breeze at the top of the trees. What were they trying to tell me?

In that nano second, I asked myself, could this be a form of communication? A soft message—that I have yet to understand? My intuition “nodded” the affirmative. Now, do I understand it? No. Do I believe it? Yes. Many things that occur on this earth plane have very little understanding in our modern day “know it all” world. But, I believe there is more—vastly more, we do not understand that is simply discounted as ridiculous, laughable, absurd and “unscientific” by most. You dear reader may be one? However, history tells us that there are many things the ancients “knew”, that we are just confirming as truth. What will be verified in a thousand, or more years beyond today?

The Australian Indigenous teach that all living things contain a spirit. They say it is our true nature. To look at a spirit of the trees is a comprehensive look at how our beautiful trees serve, delight and have the potential to heal us during our time here on planet earth. The spirit of trees reminds us we are all one living thing connected together by the universal glue of love according to psychic and medium Ian Scott.

Forest ecologist Dr Suzanne Simard, from the University of British Colombia, writes that the trees actually communicate with each other. What about with us? The Fox tribe of the Native Americans, also known as the Meskwaki believed that the spirits of their ancestors lived in cedar trees and murmuring in the wind—was the ancestors’ voices. It is also a Native American belief that we must respect, appreciate and protect all life. That includes the natural world and animals.

Do the trees want to share a deeper knowledge? We share a common home. Isn’t it time to honor the Earth as a true soul group? A philosophy that says now is the time to respect and honor each other as a piece of divinity. WE must transcend the low thoughts of winner take all, and instead decide that we all can live in peace, harmony, tolerance, love and compassion towards each other. There is enough for ALL.

Nature has created a balance. Can we live that way as well? What do the forests, the rivers, the mountains and the animals want to teach us?  Or as Dylan sang in the 60’s, “How many times can a man turn his head pretending he just doesn’t see?”