Breakfast at McDonald’s

This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):  I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree.
 The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.
 
 Her last project of the term was called, “Smile.”  The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions. I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.  Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald’s one crisp March morning.  It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son.
 
 We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. I did not move an inch… an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.  As I turned around I smelled a horrible “dirty body” smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men.  As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was “smiling”. His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God’s Light as he searched for acceptance.
 
 He said, “Good day” as he counted the few coins he had been clutching.  The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.  I held my tears as I stood there with them.  The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted.
 
 He said, “Coffee is all Miss” because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).  Then I really felt it – the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.
 
 I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.
 
 I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman’s cold hand. He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, “Thank you.” I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, “I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.”
 
 I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, “That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope.” We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. We are not church goers, but we are believers. That day showed me the pure Light of God’s sweet love.  I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand.
 
 I turned in “my project” and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, “Can I share this?” I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed. In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald’s, my son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on
 the last night I spent as a college student.
 
 I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:  UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE. Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS – NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.

There is an Angel sent to watch over you.

~Author Unknown

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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November 2024 Blog – Messages from Spirit

Messages from Spirit are with us 24/7, yet some folks laugh at the notion. I however, depend on it to give me guidance everyday. Why would we suppose communication would be only a “one-way street”? It is part of us, part of our “Higher- Self” and part of the entourage that assists us on Life’s journey. I believe it is “embedded” within our being. Intention is the key to access this gift we all carry.

I was talking to a client yesterday. I suggested she ask her angels and guides for help. They won’t interfere or assist us unless we ask. This is the planet of free choice after all. She had either forgotten or really didn’t know. I asked her to then get in a quiet place, perhaps out in nature and her answer would come. She was too busy.

The answers always come, it seems, in the last possible moment. Poof! ⚡️⚡️That small voice inside our head that says, “Turn right”, “Turn left” “Why not stop here?”, “This is where you need to be”, or “It’s time to take the leap”. I find when my left-brain intellect is preoccupied, the answer to my question or divine guidance comes most easily. There is no thought involved. Sometimes it’s at three o’clock in the morning when the 3D world is most quiet. Other times, it’s when I drive. It may even be in the shower, or walking outside or on the elliptical machine at the gym. When my left brain is engaging with that “shiny” object and busy, the answer comes in a nanosecond and I know what to do.

I understand that this quantum attribute we carry is connected to our pineal gland, our heart and our gray matter. All three work in unison. But is there a “place”? We could say YES, but quantum reality occupies no “place”. It is a frequency or energy and we have a built-in-receiver. I like to say, it’s part of our “original equipment” we were born with. Yet, it is not particularly valued—and some discount it all together. But is that what saved multiple people’s lives on the day the Twin Towers fell. Many heard not to go to work that day. Yale University has studies tracking such things if more assurance is needed.

Bruce Lipton, PhD, author of The Biology of Belief, says it this way, “The new physics provides a modern version of ancient spirituality. In a universe made out of energy, everything is entangled; everything is one.”

This veil that gives us the illusion of what separates us from everything—on things we cannot see or touch is on purpose and is thinner than ever before. It’s related to the the magnetics of the planet. And as the magnetics have continued to shift– it is directly tied to our perception of our reality and our dimensionality. Could there even be more? It seems, there is always more! 

Kryon gets deeper than that. He says intuition and messages from Spirit are connected but refers to it as the “third language.” As we know the language of spirit is not linear. Kryon expands expands his explanation:

You asked how: Start with asking for this in the most quiet times you have. Take time to meditate, and ask for nothing but this. Tell your God-partner (the Higher-Self) that you wish to start this connection and keep it. Take the profundity of the emotional feeling you have during these quiet times with God and keep them going! Come out of meditation and walk this 4D earth in an interdimensional bubble of love. Don’t close the mediation . . . just get up and keep it going!

These are all concepts. They don’t seem to relate to a linear step-by-step procedure, do they? You may not have received the answer you wanted, either. So many of you want the solutions in a simple way. It isn’t simple. You begin a process through divine co-creation, and you stair-step through it as your own process demands it. But you can’t climb the stairway until you open the door.

Can you show the color blue to a child? Yes. This is simple. Now, explain it to a sightless person. This is complex. Interdimensionality is this way. You want steps, rules, and procedures, but it’s far more complex than this. It’s also the goal of everything we teach. Begin with pure intent. Follow it up with joy. Add some wisdom and give it some time. God can hardly wait to fill up your cup of understanding.”

Intuition, the “Third language” and messages from Spirit—two way non-linear communication available 24/7 and ours for the asking! 

Get quiet, be patient and ask for guidance. See what answers and direction you receive in the new third language! 

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.

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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.

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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.

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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LIGHT is WINNING!

Blog April 2024

Abraham-Hicks channeled years ago that we think we see the same things all living in the ‘same town’, a paraphrase of Esther’s channeling. I always knew that we as humans each have our own different perspectives on everything. That spectrum is endless. And, it is perhaps more evident now than ever before. Coming out of the last four years, the “plandemic”challenged us with so much propaganda, omissions, half truths, censorship, and blatant lies that are still being continually dumped on a naive, unawake public. The twists and turns on this road of Oz have been milestones and historical as this shift proceeds full speed ahead. At times it seems faster than the Dali, the cargo ship, that caused the destruction of the Baltimore Key bridge a few days ago. Often it feels slow. Just wait until historians look back two or three hundred years from the present moment. It’s all been so barbaric. Yikes. Buckle up, baby, and hold on tight! The ride isn’t over yet!

In order to create new systems moving away from our old, broken, eroded ways that “modern society” has developed over the last century, change is warranted. These “ways,” seemed to have been favored by hidden agendas and powerful interest groups, must be exposed.  We needed to see the corruption, dishonesty, and fraudulent conduct by these agencies, various corporations, charities, and individuals we have so innocently placed our trust in. Obviously, this trust is broken and we, as a society, are discovering and finally SEEING it everywhere we look. And, once you see it—you can’t “unsee” it—whatever “that” may be to you. Events, accidents or world-altering occurrences no longer look like simple accidents, but planned, pre-meditated sabotage or fear tactics. I believe COVID opened our eyes to all that we could not see, allowing, engaging and activating lightworkers in all our many forms and professions to stand for the truth. It seems we awakened and have stepped up to a soul calling—bringing forth the Truth for the world to see.  

I occasionally run into individuals who live in a bubble and are unaware of such activities. I wish I could live in that world assuming everything is ok. Some have referred this time as WWIII and the rules of engagement as undefined with much psy-op directly aimed at us daily.  I know at the energetic level everything is okay. Physical change follows the energetic. Shifts and change are difficult and certainly wearing. But many are still unaware of the poison in the jabs (aka vaccines/genetic modifications) or the resulting turbo sickness and early death among so many. They are still unable or unwilling to connect the dots. The border issue, homelessness, illegal voting rights, the justice system, and the chaos invading all across America, only to name a few. But, this blog isn’t about those issues. It’s critical that we understand that we have the power to see and expose these issues in order to make astute changes while ushering in higher consciousness which is leading the way. Light is winning. It has been since 2012!

LIGHT “is an energy created as a result of high consciousness—the metaphor of which is illumination.” Light can and does exist in a quantum state—meaning “all together without distance or instantaneous.” According to physicists, it is a massless particle and exists in another dimension outside of our time-space 3D/4D state.

Consciousness isn’t really about self-awareness. It has everything to do with physics, the energy of the Universes. We effect our world by sending this LIGHT because we all carry multidimensional properties within us, too.

I picture this multidimensional LIGHT as a vast network of mini-led lights all connected globally—and linked to me—to us—to the collective. When I or anyone send LIGHT, it is amplified by our intention and multiplied by multidimensional energies effecting the darkest, most evil on the planet for exposure and then advancement of humanity. In fact, I believe it is felt in all corners of the cosmos instantly because it takes place in a quantum state where space and time exist differently as they do here in our defined planet Earth. 

Esoterically, it is like this: When you’re ready, begin to develop your light and start the work. The work is a concentration of consciousness, or sending light to dark places. Don’t send your ideas or thoughts… just the light. The metaphor is that you’re illuminating dark places so that others may have free choice and see or discover hidden ideas that may contain solutions for some of the biggest problems on Earth. It’s not an evangelistic light; it’s a loving light of wisdom. It honors the free choice of all humanity, and it creates a more balanced place where everything available may be seen and evaluated. Notice any of that lately?

I know LIGHT has the upper hand and is working within and for us, because of the revealing nature of incomprehensible and previously impenetrable deceptions and secrets. So. Here is a call to action—send LIGHT. Continue to send LIGHT to the darkest places of the planet wherever they may be and we don’t have to know where.  We have the upper hand. It is standing before us on the multidimensional track that marries with our 3rd or 4th dimension that we exist in today. As the metaphorical snowball continues gathering steam rolling faster and faster down the mountain side—it is destroying narratives, changing ideas and beliefs, revealing “classified” secrets. At the same time, balancing and giving us wisdom in our quest for all that is unworthy and untrue. LIGHT is on our side. WE are the LIGHT.  We are the LIGHT of GOD—no matter what you believe the face of GOD looks like. LIGHT is here to stay. It gets stronger everyday. 

YOUR LIGHT will create great things for our future! 

Take a minute and SEND LIGHT. 

It’s what we were born to do!

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

A Tribute to P.J.

It’s always a shock when someone you care about or love passes. It is no different if that someone is a beloved pet. So, I write this blog as a tribute—an honoring of a trusted friendship—companionship and the end of another turn on the cycle of Life. And, the Wheel continues to turn.

P.J. came to my house the end of 2011—beginning of 2012. Ultimately, she was supposed to belong to a housemate—however in the end—I saved her from a shelter—which in my mind meant—she would be euthanized. P.J. became mine. 

As with all pets, they speak to us without words.  P.J. opened doors and went where she pleased. She was verbal and insistent. She would stare at me in the kitchen until I acquiesced and poured her a little cup of half n’half. Once, sitting on my living room rug, she looked me right in the eyes, extended two front paws and proceeded to scratch the rug. Yep, we had our differences. Yet, she happily became an indoor-outdoor cat. Enjoying the sun—sleeping in the warm shade outside the sliding glass doors which surrounded my bedroom. There was something special about this damn cat. One of my nicknames for her was “Fire Tiger.”

One evening—a cool evening in Florida, I awoke to hear a crunch, crunch, crunch—sitting up in my bed, the moon light reflecting through the sliding glass doors, I saw an opossum contently eating PJ’s food. P.J. was sitting on the bed next to me. I looked over and said to her, “You opened the screen door and let the opossum in our room?” She stared blankly at me, turned, jumped off the bed walking past the cat-food eating opossum and right out the door, in a sense saying—“It’s your problem now”. “Thanks,” I thought to myself. Now what? That actually happened twice. I pulled off my comforter the second time and slept on the living room couch. In the morning—I blocked the screen door to keep her from opening it with her paw. After all, she never learned to close the door behind her. Priorities.

She enjoyed curling up beside me almost every night. She slept in the curve of my bent knees—thighs—and lower leg. At least until—three or four in the morning when she liked to go outside. I saw her again for breakfast—on the outside of the sliding glass door—meowing—and we started the routine over again. In and out. In and out. In and out. A cat’s life. As my good friend likes to remind me, “Dogs have owners, cats have staff.” They have a way of training everyone in the household. They are very persuasive. Meow.

Other things about cats—and P.J. was no acceptation, is they ALWAYS find the one person in the room who doesn’t particularly have a fondness for the feline species. Nothing personal. Guess who they head to first? Yep. Everytime! 

We moved about two years ago to a new neighborhood. She became friends with the neighbor—and she even had her own food bowl separate from the others. I was out of town, and he told me she would be waiting for him on his patio chair when he came outside to enjoy his morning coffee. Okay, it’s Florida remember and winter is the best time to enjoy coffee outside. He had 6 cats that he fed each morning. All were his except PJ. But, she made friends with them all and enjoyed sleeping in a cat shed that was safe and warm and organized for their comfort. Often times PJ disappeared for a night or two. Sleep over at Mikes! I had plenty of high quality food for her, but sometimes—she liked to eat “Burger King” as I called it, the mass marketed grocery store variety.

Towards the end, I gave her medication. She responded. I thought, we’re going to make it past this bump in the road. I cooked her wild caught salmon. I tracked down raw cows’ milk. I put Cat-Cal on her paw. It was a cat product full of minerals and nutrients. She began to jump up on the bed. I found her sleeping on my desk chair one day when I got back to the house. That made me smile and feel good. 

And then one day about a week later—she stopped eating. She went back to her hiding places—both under the bed and a small table that was dark and quiet, drinking only water. She kept wanting to go back outside. I finally agreed. She rested and slept in her favorite places outside my door—both in the sun and camouflaged in the garden. The last day she went to visit the neighbor. I looked for her—and Mike said, “She’s here”. She was on the grass and we picked her up. Placed her in the shed—in a place that was comfortable and warm. I spoke to her a bit more. She listened. Mike and I traded phone numbers. Thirty minutes later I got a call. She was gone. Mike said he would bury her right next to his young cat, “Little Red”, that had been hit by a passing car about a week before. I cried.

I know she will be back when the time is right. Sparky came back to Joy. Barney came back as Sasha. PJ will be back, too. In the meantime, I feel like she has let me know she is fine. I saw two curious things reading the news this past week. One said: PJMedia. The other, PJ liked your comment . . . Life is so much grander than we can imagine. 

I ask myself, “Is this the Universe getting me ready for What’s Next?” Time will tell. In the meantime, I say good-bye to a cat that made a big impact on me and all who knew her. I used to look right in her eyes and ask, “Who are you really? I know you’re not really a cat.” LOL 

And, so it is. Until we meet again. ❤️

Wonky Energy

Energy is everything and everything is Energy, right? And, it seems this new incoming energy burst has been on hyper-drive, infusing us, the planet and everything that we can’t see or touch.  Nevertheless, on some level, we’re certainly feeling it and affected by this intense new cosmic energy as we travel through space and into this new territory. My reaction and explanation is it’s all part of the shift in consciousness happening right before our eyes—that’s been happening—and is carrying us—humanity to new unfound places in our growth and ascension as “Beings of Light”. We’re being recalibrated constantly. We’re feeling it dramatically as of late!

So are you one that has been feeling “wonky”? Wonky, it seems, must be a new technical term, because so many people are using it. In fact, I looked it up. How about “off-center, askew, unsteady, wobbly or shaky”? I would even add dizzy—literally. And, tired. Are you in need of more sleep? Could it be the our biological, 3D bodies are undergoing an upgrade? Denial is futile.

We are not detached entities enclosed in our own case or cone of separation. We are entangled with everything. Native cultures understood our connection with the Earth’s field and energy. Nothing was separated. Every particle was part of the whole. They saw it in the trees, plants, animals, the sky and the whole of the earth often referred to as Pachamana.  If we understand that premise of connection, at the quantum particle level, we might even believe that we too are being affected, in a positive, life changing way.  Normally we pay no attention to the solar winds, the astrological transits and other geomagnetic information, unless you’re in these fields of study.  The Schumann Resonance, as it is known, measures waves of atoms in our planets atmosphere. This information “hurling” in from space, varies in its fluctuation and intensity. The earth is part of this complex arrangement in our solar system and Universe. We are a part of the earth, the solar system and Universe too. How can we not be affected?

I noticed a headline a few days ago about geo-magnetic storms. Are they really something to be feared or are they an inter-dimensional “language” of Love sent by our deep connection with the infinite Universe to which we intimately belong? Are these unrealized transits “speaking” to us? Are these radiating energies, part of the upgrade from space that we don’t understand? And unbeknownst to us, benevolent in humanity’s remodel and the key to our future ascension on the earth plane and ultimately peace on earth? 

Although I am not a physicist the concept of magnetics and consciousness are not lost on me. In fact, linked. So are the ideas of invisible energetic grids that hold, store and transmit information to us based on our intent and willingness to receive. This is, after all, the planet of free choice. Sometimes, we don’t know, what we don’t know. And, if our DNA mostly resides in a quantum state—these “new codes”—from the Creative Source could be the very mechanism to install our “new software”! These are not from man but from God. There is a huge difference. 

Have you checked the Schumann Resonance lately? The HeartMath Institute and the Global Coherence Initiative research team monitors these resonances occurring in the “plasma waves constantly circling the earth in the ionosphere”. Multiple daily readings are taken by their spectrogram instruments. These show activity occurring at the various resonant frequencies from 1 to 50 Hz. indicating the power, or intensity. These fluctuations are being studied presently but indications are they affect us all. But how? And, why? Or what for? Is it part of the connection to the unseen divine parts of ourselves? Or something Gregg Braden calls the “God Code”? You decide. Someday we’ll know for sure. 

What about Pluto’s transit into independent, scientific, humanitarian and community minded Aquarius? These so called “outer planets” have a direct relationship to the cosmos and to the collective consciousness of Earth. And therefore, us! It’s last appearance in this particular placement was 248 years ago. These were the times of the American, French and Haitian Revolutions and our fight for individual rights. It was a beginning period of enlightenment of sorts.  It seems apparent, astrologically at least, we’ve returned once again to a configuration which will give humanity another go at our own upward evolution. The other half of this rare astrological transit, as mentioned above, is Pluto. Pluto’s move into the energy of Aquarius is no joke. Pluto is known as the planet of death, rebirth and transformation, uncovering hidden truths. When it changes signs huge shifts occur. Notice any lately? It made its entrance on January 20, 2024. 

It seems the potential for solar storms is now possible and they are currently being monitored by NASA. My understanding is this is how the Sun communicates with the Earth and sends us information. The electricians call it “inductance”. It is what we observe with the Northern Lights also known as the Aurora Borealis. These fantastic light displays are carried from the solar winds. This tremendous pressure compresses and the magnetic field transfers this energy/information to the earth where it is “downloaded” (my words) to the Earth Grids: Magnetic, Crystalline and Gaia. From there, to those that have given permission to our DNA. What a system! 

The magnetic grid was shifted years ago and is directly tied to our awakening spirituality. This magnetic realignment gave way for our shift assisted by many things including the Procession of the Equinoxes during this 36 year window. The Crystalline grid is a giver and receiver of information. This is the esoteric (spiritual) grid lays over the planet’s surface and remembers everything that Humans do and where they do it. Ever go into a battle field and feel deep that sadness? That’s the crystalline grid. Yet, the energy of humanity is affecting the vibrational level of the planet in actual time. It works with the vibration of Human consciousness, both in retaining and transmitting back to the Human DNA. It talks to Gaia, and the Gaia part talks to anything crystalline within the Earth’s crust. The Earth, aka Gaia, supports our well-being with a benevolent synergistic relationship. Ever met a crystal you didn’t like? Or the wonderful feeling of being out in Nature? Or the feeling you get when you hold a rose or pick a wildflower? Or eat organic, homegrown fruits and vegetables? The majority of us would be in agreement that these gifts from the earth support our health, happiness, comfort and vitality. After all, Gaia is the Garden of Eden. This Earth energy moves constantly, which we can’t see, yet affects us in many ways.

Most of us know how the full moon effects us. Just ask an ER nurse, paramedic, or a police officer. So how can we doubt that these new energies hurdling our way are not effecting us, too? I pose the question because I experienced a wave of what I believed to be cosmic energy last week. On a bright Wednesday morning, I woke up dizzy. It came in huge waves and lasted three days. Saturday morning, it was as if nothing had ever happened, and I was “good as new”. However, Facebook posts contained many asking the same, and my circle of friends, many of whom also reported feeling “off”, “dizzy” and just “not quite right”. 

We can’t separate ourselves from the whole of existence—nor should we want to. We are here as a collective—and by agreement—and apparently stood in line to “come in.” So, as we continue to push past this long dark era of low energy consciousness, we must celebrate the changes we experience—even unexpected bouts of dizziness or tiredness as our physicality readjusts to the new “wonky” energy.  And as, this planetary realignment, or new energy signature continues to shift and change—it brings us closer to true enlightenment and the new higher consciousness to which most of us have been working towards for many, many lifetimes. Unfortunately, there is no “fast forward button”, but we as humanity have elected this accelerated path—and for that there is cause for celebration! 

Road Trip: Mysteries, Paradoxes and Contradictions

The excitement stirs my soul when I begin a road trip. I am fortunate—I can do my work anywhere. A fall-winter adventure certainly has more challenges, but with astute judgment and a little planning, everything is possible. And, so it was that a text message set the course in motion for a road trip. It was my stepmother’s 80th birthday. I would say, a milestone in most families, and I was flattered to be extended an invitation. Each adventure is unique—the takeaways are never the same. I was on my way from Florida to the Northwest. Not exactly a drive across town.

When I’m on the road, I seek the quiet solitude of Nature. Mother Earth rejuvenates my Beingness. It is a bit more ‘work’ but I enjoy the camping and cabins provided in the modern—convenient campgrounds which I laughed at 40+ years ago. However, when I travel by myself, a family-friendly stop is a welcomed rest for the night.

My observation from this trip was very much a paradox or certainly contradiction. Let me explain. As I approached large cities like Phoenix, certainly just about all of California—Houston, San Antonino and Baton Rouge to name a few, I felt like I had been plunged into a virtual reality video game of “Speed Racer.” It was the anxious, frantic, wild energy that took the drivers in almost a deranged hyper-paced speed. Even the numerous fatalities and accidents along the way—didn’t have a sustained effect on speed or corybantic driving.

And yet, when I stopped for gas, a freeway rest stop, overnight respite, or a grocery store, folks were pleasant, cheerful and seemed to enjoy a break in the routine for a moment of conversation. On my way home, folks on the “other side of the gas pumps” seem to go out of their way to wish me a Merry Christmas or a Happy New Year.  And, in some of my conversations, others also noticed the speed and unrestraint by so many drivers on the freeway. What gives?

Because of the past lockdowns, were folks squeezing in family time? Because of the tremendous SADS were folks wanting to see family again? Even if those family and friends were not just across town, but in a neighboring state? Many of the drivers were totally bat-shit crazy, yet off the road, an atmosphere of connectedness seemed vibrant and alive; appreciative, in fact

On my last road trip two and a half years ago, there were a few who were angry at me for not participating in the mask, jab and social distancing madness. This time instead, those few welcomed the connection. The same ones who could not understand my past opposition. Go figure. It was like not remembering a dream upon waking because it had dissipated with the morning sunrise. That was a welcome surprise. Yet peoples’ driving behavior still made me ponder, why?

I thought about the T.V. programming and the fear installed overtime as the finger pushes the on-button for the remote so often and so routinely. There was certainly a brainwashing component to that not so innocent black box and data collection site. The stresses of everyday were there too. The constant reminders of multiple wars around the globe, the censorship, inflation every time one enters the grocery store, rumors of 15 minute cities, the fear of CBDC and loss of cash, the unfolding corruption within our own government, the bickering and the constant reprograming of the official state sponsored narrative were perhaps taking their toll? The list is long. Maybe folks were just sick and tired and didn’t really give a damn? 

And then it hit me. Could the highway be a place where, just like myself, one could experience a sense of freedom? Could it be that we have grown tired and weary of the constant ever increasing new laws, cameras, monitoring and regulations imposed on us? It felt eerily like a noose getting tighter around our metaphoric necks? It was hard to breathe at times. Or even, perhaps like a straight jacket in an insane asylum with no means to escape? Are we just sick and tired of the government and those that are imposing such measures—and those drivers were simply demonstrating their resistance against the new measures that surround and threaten our way of life, and freedom, everywhere we turn? Could it be, that we’ve all had just about enough CONTROL over our lives?  Are drivers showing their anger and frustration and demonstrating it in a very non-verbal way—the only way they really can? That they’ve had enough? I certainly have. What about you?

Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; 

it must be demanded by the oppressed. 

~Martin Luther King, Jr.

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

Breakfast at McDonald’s

I am not the author of this story. The author is unknown. I share this with my readers, because it is the small acts of kindness called compassionate action that changes who we are and our world. One person at a time. Wishing you a blessed holiday season.

This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):  I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree.
 The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.
 
 Her last project of the term was called, “Smile.”  The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions. I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.  Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald’s one crisp March morning.  It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son.
 
 We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. I did not move an inch… an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.  As I turned around I smelled a horrible “dirty body” smell, and there
 standing behind me were two poor homeless men.  As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was “smiling”. His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God’s Light as he searched for acceptance.
 
 He said, “Good day” as he counted the few coins he had been clutching.  The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.  I held my tears as I stood there with them.  The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted.
 
 He said, “Coffee is all Miss” because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).  Then I really felt it – the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.
 
 I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.
 
 I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman’s cold hand. He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, “Thank you.” I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, “I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.”
 
 I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, “That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope.” We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. We are not church goers, but we are believers. That day showed me the pure Light of God’s sweet love.  I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand.
 
 I turned in “my project” and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, “Can I share this?” I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed. In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald’s, my son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on
 the last night I spent as a college student.
 
 I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:  UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE. Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS – NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE. There is an Angel sent to watch over 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