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Life—is bigger than we know. And I know that the same is true with relationships—whether we’re connecting with our dog, our kids, our friends, the ocean or the trees and plants in our garden or the forest outside in nature. Everything is much bigger than our intellect and ego safely insist and wants to catalog in a neat book or box or pre-set set of rules of how things are or how things can or should be. Sometimes, they just aren’t.
While walking through the bookstore last weekend, I noticed the racks—and shelves of books and magazines on relationships. How to start one. How to maintain one. How to fix what’s broken. Questions that address intimacy, feeling supported, making a contribution in the relationship, flexibility, judgment, jealously, to name a few; this list is almost endless. I pulled numerous books off the shelves and leafed through the indexes and tables of contents. None of them addressed true soul relationships, except one which noted, Soul mates were seductive and completely silly, the author certainly pooh-poohed the idea that relationships could be made in previous lives. Really?
So, let me start with the belief or premise that we are eternal and forever and as souls, we come to earth again and again and again; it’s what we do! In fact, I believe that 2, 3, or 4 lives may be ONE experience for our soul as seen as continuous experience, purpose and growth which we know as lifetimes. For our soul—a traveler between dimensional worlds— some things would just be carried forward. That would include relationships; our likes, dislikes, fears and phobias sure are.
Each time we are here, it is recorded in our Akashic record. For those unfamiliar, the Akashic Record, is a “dimension of consciousness that contains a vibrational record of every soul and its journey”, writes author Linda Howe. Every life is recorded and remembered while on Earth and in a modern-day lingo—downloaded here for safe keeping upon death and uploaded upon our return. The souls that have been here the most and the longest are the old souls who carry the most wisdom. You can equate this to years in school; the graduate student holds more wisdom than the one in kindergarten; lifetimes are the same sort of way.
But, back to my topic of relationships. Yes, we have soul relationships with many—but not with all of the people in our lives. Some people just resonate with you; you feel it, and know it—whether it makes any sense at all. How many have talked to complete strangers, they just “know”?
In fact, there are many soul relationships and each carries its own distinct “flavor” or “energy”. There is one called cording. In this relationship, one is the “giver” of energy—the other is the “receiver”. Monad relationships are another, for which there are many different types, and are experienced in both directions around a specific issue. A monad is formed for a learning experience, but it is not necessarily a karmic one. This relationship often feels as if two souls are on a see-saw—the most common being “teacher-student”. Another soul relationship is one called a task companion. Usually everyone has at least one task companion; it’s about performing one or many tasks together. This relationship is very compatible without a lot of arguing or bickering or dealing with intense (karmic) issues. Still another is called essence twins or twin flames. A twin flame has purpose behind it, driving toward a goal. Real-world examples: Ronald Regan had a soul mate called Nancy. But the discovers of the DNA structure, Watson and Crick, were twin flames, so were Mikhail Gorbachev and his wife Raisa. Often times it is a dicey and challenging relationship, but with great purpose. Another is major Karma. Karma is an emotionally intense experience which causes a sense of imbalance in the parties. The law of karma is unfinished business—and when you have an emotionally intense experience with someone, you will eventually experience that emotionally intense experience from the perspective of the other participant. And lastly, that which the media and popular belief have made so famous is the soul mate. A soul mate is a partner for life. It does not have to be a romantic one. What they don’t say or know, is that your soul mate may be your grandmother, son, daughter or the neighbor next door.
The other thing the books don’t talk about is the fact, that LOVE is a quantum energy. (So are magnets and gravity.) And, although we accept these things, we can’t really explain them. Relationships seems to be like that too. Like the seasons, all relationships change over time—as we grow and change every day. We don’t all grow at the same pace, nor do relationships. Within each relationship, we have the potential for compatibility, sympathy and understanding—we also have degrees of tension, antipathy or lack of communication. All relationships, especially romantic ones bring expansion or growth. Maybe some of the “rules” and “judgments” for ourselves and others must change as well? And while the books are great tools, the real truth, probably is not found on the pages the books, but in the heart—every man and woman’s communion with an external source of hidden knowledge within—which each individual must seek and find for him or herself.
“Inspired Wellness from Within”
Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP
Author of Riding the Light Beam; How Every Woman Can Find the Hero Inside”
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 relationships, spirituality, career, physical activity, nutrition 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.
Cathrine has two grown sons and a two-year old grandson.
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Grief Recovery with a Heart
Inspired, Caring, Supporting
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Sitting in traffic today, I reflected again on the current state of affairs taking place at every level of our society, which has been highlighted by the White House and influences surrounding Trump including “conservative” big money donor billionaires who stand against what the majority want for our future, and fearful small minded individuals who chortle ideas of isolation and protectionism from “liberal ideals” screaming exclusion to anyone or anything which seems to disagree with their ideology or is “different”.
This small-minded non-astute fear and hate comes in many forms, names and disguises*. It is very unbecoming to humanity—especially in our land that espouses so many opportunities and was built on the philosophy; freedom for all. Why have we slapped labels on everyone we encounter? It really seems a revelation of our ability and depth for compassion action towards others—or lack thereof—our inclusion—or lack of—or our love or our hate and fears now un-hide-able and on display for all to see no matter if you are red or blue—pink, purple, green or orange. The era of fence sitting is over. We cannot pretend to be one way and really act another behind closed doors. The truth is upon us. For some it will hurt—for others they will be seen as the compassionate human beings they have always been. But why have we labeled this as conservative and liberal? Can’t we just call it, “accountable”? Isn’t it really a war between light and dark? Between choosing love or fear?
I lived in Texas. I lived in Iowa. I grew up in Seattle. And I have made south Florida my home for the last dozen years. I have a college degree which exposed me to many individuals—all students together on the large campus in Washington and the small one in Nacogdoches, Texas. My ex-husband spent eight years in the army as part of the medical corps—and the exposure was enlightening. Early in my marriage we drove through many countries in Western Europe. I have traveled to Hawaii, California, and many other states exploring, and traversing the United States with my kids and ex-Mother-in-law in tow. I lived in England for a short stint—and I took in foreign exchange students from around the globe. I am proud to say that in my experience, and underneath it all, most everyone just wants to be happy—they seek love. They want to care for their children. They want to provide for their families. They talk of their childhoods. They talk of their parents; their courtships. They want nourishing healthy food to eat. They love to laugh. They want to help the underprivileged. They want to be well, and have clean water to drink. They want good education themselves and for society–their children. Most everyone likes a good story and enjoys sharing theirs—to be heard. Goodness rules most of the time and is normally quiet—fear and hate are loud, obnoxious and need to have the attention to control; force and broadcast as fear is their motto and mechanism. This is old paradigm—old energy survival still clinging for “life.” Haven’t we outgrown this old paradigm, Donald? Or are you just the one elected to shake the fence of comfort?
We are all here as souls to make a contribution to the evolution of humanity. Because, “they”, like “I” are all part of the divine creator. Whatever the face of God looks like to you, I ask, how can we spew such vitriol at each other when we all come from the same place? Different names and different rituals, and different traditions, we are all part of the vast and unknowable living soul of the cosmos. And, I wonder out loud, how anyone can be so arrogant as to feel they are better than and know more than others? To push their beliefs as the law of the land which simply doesn’t fit into my box is wrong—so why do they insist I live in theirs? Who made that rule? Can’t we figure out how to live in peace where the one with the most testosterone doesn’t have to dominate and control others? Where is the tolerance and empathy? Why do they hold us small? Don’t we need and want a country where we can all honor our differences and respect one another?
I am proud of the judge in Seattle. I believe he ruled correctly. (And the court in San Francisco also.) And now Hawaii. This was a ban of prejudice and exclusion that could only be based on fear. Ironically, Trump seems to want to isolate us, like he has isolated himself in his ivory tower—exploiting many for his gain. (I have no proof, but suits against him for not paying people for work they have done in good faith are well documented, and I am sure there are many unscrupulous actions and intentions that certainly have crossed the line of decency. Which is oddly deemed as “successful” and even admired in our culture. What happen to words like, wisdom, courage, love, temperance, or integrity—or kindness, fairness, gratitude, humility, beauty of our earth or excellence? And we all know, how you do anything, is how you do everything.)
Miami is a multi-cultural melting pot—and a microcosm of our country; there are many more “Miamis” outside Florida. The faces and heritage have continued to change over the decades and will change into the future. We have all come from somewhere else, no matter who we are when you go back far enough. Even bigger, we are all a melting pot. It is most obvious for anyone to see. Perhaps a bigger question to ask, is their hatred of others, really a deep self-loathing mirror about how they feel about themselves? Is it a revealing portrait of how this lack and never-ending abyss of not-enough is camouflage for self-abomination, and hatred of self, whose actions are bullying, lying, narcissism, control and the perpetuation of fear? It shows in every other way as well: Lack of respect for women and the choice for caring and making decisions for ourselves on what is right for us or the total disrespect for the LBGTQ community is disgraceful. The budget presented recently is certainly another reflection of Trump and the White House’s lack of compassion and concern for others; Military guns, aircraft fighters and destruction, his choice over peace, negotiation and compromise? Really, are you serious? Has anyone told him and his merry band that the old prophecies have passed? That is not the plan for Earth. It is time to look forward to something new, positive and elevating; we passed that marker—that potential gone. Why do you keep revisiting this doom and gloom? Are you trying to be right?
If he wants his fantasy Kingship to be one of greatness, this “Wildcard” in the White House, needs to bring us to unity, love, tolerance, compassionate action and peace both here and around the world: we must set the example. Otherwise he will go down in flames with the other arrogant leaders of history that thought they were unreviewable and untouchable. The energy does not support his actions and time will simply reveal his true intention of light or dark. . . .
Yet the real catalyst may be the stirring within each one of us. Somehow, when we think its another’s problem, we don’t have compassion for another’s plight or struggle—until it hits close to home. I watched and read a number of emotional pleas from red state Trump voters who came very close to losing their health care—and their meals. Even PBS’s Big Bird’s head is on the chopping block. One woman from Indiana was upset when she learned her husband was being deported—he apparently had never completed paperwork—and is now sitting with ICE to be sent back to Mexico in spite of living here for decades. She was astounded because in her mind—only “bad” people would be deported. Hitting home stirred her beliefs and her viewpoint. When we live in a box that does not include others who are different from ourselves, we never change our view of life. Human nature always seems to point to someone else’s plight and fault—but that’s old too.
We must all take part and perhaps that is what we are being called to do . . . stirrings of a civilization growing up. In the end, Love “trumps” hate which ironically seems to be lost on our leadership today. And when the leadership understands this, we will be better able to move forward in a more astute way; it is not us against them. No one ever wins this way, with this mentality. Our goals of the future, must be goals for humanity, where peace, benevolence, and compassion is given to all including our home, we call Planet Earth. When we embrace this vision, red, blue, pink, purple, green or orange can come together in unity. Perhaps, we are the army that is being called forth? Can you visualize this unity, peace, love and compassion for all? I believe it is up to us, not just our leadership. And, if those in Washington, D.C. choose not to carry this vision for us—we can do it for ourselves because it’s our world and there are millions of us to stand together in Love! This is the power we hold. See and embrace the light!
“Governments cannot exist in an old paradigm when those they rule are in a new one.”
*The Immigration Ban
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The holidays are upon us. Here we go again. And, unless it’s my imagination, the energy is more intense than in past holiday seasons; maybe it’s just me? Or is it? So, it’s not about cookies and pies and sugar plums which dance in everyone’s head. Everywhere around me I am hearing extreme stories—and feeling the blowback with unreasonable responses to simple requests. Could it be the severe transits in the sky or that this shift in human consciousness is real? The fast-tracking and completion of this 9 energy seems to be upon us—endings and new beginnings ready or not! Strap on your seat belt, I think there is more ahead. Is this where the “rubber hits the road?” Or, as Lee Carroll says, “No more fence sitting.”
Even though we can’t see such progress nationally or globally, we know something is different in our lives. Just like gravity and magnetism—or love for that matter we cannot see such invisible energies. We even have a hard time explaining such things, but they are so a part of our lives that we’ve cognized them and believe it’s so and know them to be real. By our choice and willingness at some level, the universe is pushing and pulling us forward, forcing decisions on our behalf. Are we still clinging to old outdated ideas and beliefs that do not serve us? What is our truth? We don’t know what we don’t know.
I have heard families are still feuding about the results of the recent presidential election—not talking because of its outcome . . . Greed, shadow-like behavior and lack of integrity is being challenged on every level. Ideas are projected onto others without warrant through filters and bias reflecting like mirrors back to them through us. Others have expressed to me, they feel invisible within their family unit. It seems like we as a human race have been running in circles for years. Cycles within cycles of the same, but no more, the finale is here. We are being pushed forward with such force that things are crumbling and falling fast—like the lightning bolt or the tower in the tarot. Shazam! Crash! Boom! Bang! It’s here!
So, with such turmoil swirling everywhere, how do we shift things for a more civil and loving holiday season?
In reality, we can only be responsible for ourselves, right? I offer these suggestions. Many have stood the test of time: virtues and strengths we all know. This is our test as well. How are we going to do? This is about awakening the Master-hood within. It is about empowerment. In this season of light—that’s exactly what we are being challenged to do.
1.) Be compassionate to others.
2.) Be who you want to be and create the experiences you want to create.
3.) Biological family is not a requirement, if friends or soul family are a better option—choose them instead this year.
4.) Give your best.
5.) Live by your values
6.) Show wisdom, courage and love in your decisions and resistance to judgments.
7.) Offer humor to situations.
8.) Come to the party with open-mindedness
9.) Have gratitude to the small and large things life has to offer.
10.) Bring a dose of humility and kindness for all.
11.) Don’t take everything so personal—it’s really a reflection about the other. It’s not about you.
12.) Put the star at the top of the tree. This is your light that shines so bright—that it radiates out to the world. (That comes from inside you!) Happy Holidays.

“Inspired Wellness from Within”
Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP
Cathrinesilver.com
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Was Robert Fulghum right? Did everything we need to know we learn in Kindergarten?
The last time all 500+ gathered together, was graduation; the final time we would be together. Most of us had seen each other through our early education years—much longer that the three years of high school; we grew up together. The 60’s and 70’s was its own turbulent time; a nationwide rebellion of sorts. The smaller neighborhood elementary schools merged into two larger middle schools which became Bellevue High. Not just the traditional Friday night football games where the stands usually filled or other athletic and school events, but since elementary school—in fact, since the beginning first day of our formal education. Kindergarten. We are connected.
It seems almost surreal when some of your classmates are unrecognizable and others you know in an instant. I wondered, why do some choose to go to the reunion—and others never return—disconnected and ‘lost’ within the mix and energy of life. Or just busy and distracted by family and work? Why? Is this a reflection of how we live our lives?
Some are no longer with us—on the other side of the veil. Their call announced a different way. Could they have been wandering energetically, unannounced and invisible, among us in their new changed form? Others, no-shows, angry, or disappointed at how life dashed their visions, dreams and expectations; of how life was supposed to be? Have they somehow judged themselves? Not recognizing the magnificence of their being? Not good enough perhaps? Or was it just those childhood pranks and games that kids ‘played’, the body of students—not realizing a bigger issue under the surface lay hiding? I ask today, was this the expression of issues behind closed doors and no-tell secrets of disfunction held within family walls? Were they crying out for help? Or, were all these lessons for us used to grow strong? The spring boards of childhood? A testing ground for bigger things to come? And, is this what shows up “today” —present moment; that baggage still carried? Those memes placed upon us, early, which shackled our belief systems and kept us in the box of what is—gripping and holding tight even today? Can we let go and be free of what was?
Some of us have been called across the country or across the world; Paris, Brazil, Florida, Atlanta, Arizona are a few. The graduation milestone of 40 years seems to have passed quickly. Where has the time gone? Where are the youthful faces and brunette hair? So quickly replaced by wrinkles and gray locks—the noticeable part of how time has marched on. A peek in the circle of time; both directions of past and present. Present in a mire of software engineers, real estate brokers, teachers, business entrepreneurs, attorneys, insurance brokers, and all those who make the infrastructure of professions and the world called for reasons unknown to them, but making a difference by all those they touch. Do they realize their worth? Did they follow their passion?
The personalities of each “Kid’ we passed in the hallway on our way to and fro, up and down the hall—to class, our lockers, the parking lot, the gym. Have we really changed, or just blossomed into our souls eternal nature; some living our truths—others frustrated by others’ expectations of the journey we were supposed to live? How little we knew when we rented those caps and gowns. Our true lessons and the tests of life coming from our children, our marriages, our divorces, our hardships, our affairs, our health challenges, the passings, our triumphs—our self-realizations. Hard fought for some—easier for others—we are who we are, but who is that?
The Saturday evening event on August 8th was a huge success for all who attended. One quipped, ‘If I set the bar really low, I won’t be disappointed’ . . . a viewpoint on life? One broken hip and one DWI, everyone seemed to have a good evening; formal group portrait to mark the occasion. All brought their own expectations, exchanging pleasantries and catching up with the most important events four decades brings; some stayed the evening—others only a short time.
For those who missed the BHS ’75 reunion—I send you our compassion. I send out love and I send out understanding. It’s time to tell yourself a new story. You were missed; we are family. Mark your Intention for August 2020. Rumor has it that it’s going to be at Juanita Beach. It’s Chris Robertson’s contribution. The judgements must be dismissed, and swords to rest, we have all grown up just a bit. We must drop the energy of the past—and move forward to create a new experience. It is a milestone. Life is always what you choose to make it. See the bigger picture. Re-write your story. Isn’t it time to build bridges—not walls?
As Robert Fulghum so astutely put it: “You may never have proof of your importance, but you are more important than you think. There are always those who couldn’t do without you. The rub is that you don’t always know who.”
I include his list below. I like the last three: 14, 15 and 16—what about you? See you on Juanita Beach in 5 years—bring something to share! Gratitude goes to the few who put it all together. Thank you! And so it goes . . .
“Inspired Wellness Within”
Cathy Silver, HC AADP (Van Pelt)
CathySilverHealth@gmail.com
Biological Decoding, Family Constellations, Hypnosis, Nutrition, Grief Counseling
“These are the things I learned (in Kindergarten):
1. Share everything.
2. Play fair.
3. Don’t hit people.
4. Put things back where you found them.
5. CLEAN UP YOUR OWN MESS.
6. Don’t take things that aren’t yours.
7. Say you’re SORRY when you HURT somebody.
8. Wash your hands before you eat.
9. Flush.
10. Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
11. Live a balanced life – learn some and drink some and draw some and paint some and sing and dance and play and work everyday some.
12. Take a nap every afternoon.
13. When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands, and stick together.
14. Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the Styrofoam cup: The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.
15. Goldfish and hamster and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup – they all die. So do we.
16. And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned – the biggest word of all – LOOK.”
― Robert Fulghum, All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten
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A few of my readers suggested I repost this blog from last year. With Mother’s Day coming up tomorrow, here is something to think about!
“I am woman hear me roar–in numbers too big to ignore and I know too much to go back and pretend, ’cause I’ve heard it all before and I’ve been down there on the floor and no one’s ever gonna keep me down again” . . . This Sunday, the elusive holiday of Mother’s Day is upon us. Although, I have two sons, and am a mother in the traditional sense and definition, it seems too limiting today. Do I dare ask, have we outgrown the definition or perhaps can we be open to a wider definition and perception of “Mother”? Is the idea of “Mother” broader and harder to define than just those who have given physical birth or are raising children? Is it possible to expand this yearly observance to all women and in a sense honoring “The Wisdom of the Feminine Divine”?View original post 356 more words
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The Hillcrest Farmers market in San Diego is walking distance from my friend JulieAnn’s apartment. I was on the West Coast for the Biological Decoding conference in La Jolla but free for the weekend, and I decided to walk over and participate in the local Sunday ritual. My first observation was this Farmers market seemed to be a hustle and bustle of community; village-like in feel and energy. Aside from the customary assortment of beautiful freshly picked organic vegetables and fruits, were vendors selling hot and prepared food from around the globe. There were talented craftsmen and jewelry artisans, soap makers and entrepreneurs selling unique wares. I saw–kitchen towels on flour sacks, handcrafted calendars and paintings–plants to eat, and flowers to grow and the heard melodious musician’s note enhancing the fair-like ambiance with song and note floating up through the crowded market street which had been assembled early that morning. An instant city of tents placed above the usually recognizable yellow & white painted traffic and parking lines transformed into this temporary village on Normal street; ironically, feeling anything but normal. I walked through the maze and frenzy of orange and white blinking traffic barricades flowing new directions over the asphalt normally reserved only for cars. Interrupted by the iconic traffic cops maintaining order, blowing their whistles and waving their arms, keeping harmony with the crowds of pedestrians and redirected autos. The kind of scene you would expect Harrison Ford to materialize and saunter through in true Indiana style. (Smiling)
The hopes of finding Julieann’s friend led me down to explore this energetic neighborhood farmers market; a market in which Maria, a editor and producer from LA, sells her vintage typewriter creations on the weekends for fun. “I get to see the light of day,” she joked.
I spent a few hours there, and what struck me most was the comradery; vendors really supportive of each other. The flour sack kitchen towel guy John knew my new friend Maria who sells the old-vintage typewriter jewelry and walked me right to her booth. Wow! Maria introduced me to the woman on her right who manufactures her own skin care line and to Josette, around the corner who sells beautiful succulent wreaths and arrangements. Josette’s brother Louie, a craftsman himself who designs and builds wood furniture, also cooks and bakes and shares his goodies with his surrounding tent neighbors. (Cookie recipe forthcoming.)
Such a sense of community I noted, as I wandered down the side walk ready to indulge and sample flavors of the worldly cuisine that awaited. Crossing the street I headed in a southerly direction, actually looking for a close ATM and then lunch, when I heard a comment about the Buddha shirt I had picked to wear for the day. Soon, I was in a discussion with a guy named Robert who offered me a glass of his friend’s tea. It was made with aloe, rosemary, fresh stevia leaves, bougainvillea blossoms, & mint. I’m still not sure what the name of it is, but well worth the trip over to the Market if you live in the San Diego area. Have a glass of her whole-made from scratch tea and her delicious home-cooked cuisine! (Her picture is below.)
I know these local markets happen all across the United States, and it is well worth taking a few minutes to visit these hard working heart-felt folks wherever they live. I was going to include web addresses, but many of the artist don’t have them. So, if you’re in the neighborhood–pop over and say hello. Enjoy all the market has to offer–and support the artists who live doing what they love. Isn’t this a great example for us all! “Do what you love or find a way to love what you do.” These artists and farmers and cooks do this everyweek–supporting each other in all they do! Do you find support where you work and live? If not, why not? Have the courage to step out and be the authentic you. I’m sorry I didn’t take more pictures, but I’ll let you fill in the blanks with your own imagination of how the world can be when we all work together and do what we love.
“Inspired Wellness from Within”
Cathrine Silver, Certified Holistic Health Coach
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