We Are Part Of The Field

If we can’t see something, does that mean it doesn’t exist? What if that something we can’t see, physically feel or touch does exist but is out of the range of our five senses yet impacts our lives?

The dog whistle is used for canines. Your dog may respond to this form of communication, but it is out of our range. Does it really exist even though we can’t hear it? The dog seems to think so; because his very response, makes it so.

Love is a quantum attribute. It is also invisible. We feel the energy between another, but we are often mystified by it’s appearance, attraction, and disappearance. Is it real? And if so, how do you categorize love? We can’t seem to put it into a box—or really understand it’s attributes, yet we all believe in love, especially when we are touched by it.

We could say the same about magnetics, gravity and the disturbance caused by a tornado or hurricane—the swirling energy of air—and the changes with density, dynamics, and determination (forcefulness). It is powerful, and destructive. It is also benevolent. It cools us on warm days and invigorates us on chilly days. Does it respond to us, to our changes, fears, and consciousness? Does it have awareness of such things?

Is it possible that there is no veil? Is it possible that we are not separated from all we know, and all we don’t? Is it possible that this exchange of energy is happening—always, at all times, all places whether we have awareness of it or not? Is there a field of Energy and Light in which a part of us is always participating, and up until recently, we have not realized its importance or function? Is this the spiritual part—our connection to the God-particle within? And just because we can’t perceive it, can we believe it is there to help us? To give us the answers to questions we seek. To guide us, love us and connect us as One while here in human form?

Step into the world of the magical. We have always been a part of this—invisible world, but for most of us totally unaware of our participation in it.

This is the magic of belief, transformation and co-creation and “What-if”?

It is almost as we are always connected to the “Mother Ship”, which I will call Source Energy.

 I think the biggest realization—is that it’s a two-way connection. We are always giving—AND receiving—participating in this benevolent energy field of information and knowledge; and the wisdom of knowing this is so.  And if the Universe always tells us YES. It’s important that we must be mindful of our thoughts, wishes and desires and what we repeat to others or voice out loud. We must also remember that “YES” may come in a package that we don’t recognize. Then we find ourselves disappointed. It’s important to turn the Divine Kaleidoscope to see the gifts at times. 

The connection with the “Other side” assures we are connected with ALL on the planet. This collective begins to shift when we help ourselves—knowing that because we are connected as one, we are helping another, by just being. It is our love that binds us together—even to one on the other side of the world—a stranger who is in need of help.

The Light, we hold inside, is the force of divine power—and our God-magnificence. It is our choice to use this for good, wisely and of service to ourselves and to others. Random thoughts in a world connected by the invisible force of the field—benevolent—loving—and whether we can see it or not—intimately connected to that multidimensional part of our DNA, pineal and heart; us. That force that we cannot see but, are always transmitting—and always there. Even our loved ones, are all accessible, as part of the cosmic soup of our eternal existence. Can we call them transmissions from home? Messages? What are you receiving today? What is your intuition telling you?

“Blessed are the Humans who look for unseen things that are intuitive but not yet accepted into the reality of life. They will be rewarded with knowledge and wisdom, and will become the forerunners of the newest sciences on the planet.” ~Kryon

About Cathrine Silver

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

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

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Sensing the Bigger Picture

“That man from Sulphur Creek had spoken the truth when telling how cold it sometimes got in the country. And he had laughed at him at the time! That showed one must not be too sure of things.” 

Jack London, To Build A Fire

Have Masks become the new religion or even scarier, a brainwashing technique to control and enslave a population or an entire world? Remember the Borg? “Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated.” There are a few of us, in the minority, that have resisted this collective mind control. Scientific studies show face masks represent no benefit in stopping the transmission of COVID-19, and yet there is belief and a pushed fanatical narrative that they offer protection against the virus. The timbre keeps getting louder with greater intensity as the dangerous narrative grows extremely ferocious.

I believe I hold my own power within.  Something deep inside my being cannot comply. It is as if my soul vowed and screamed, “Never again! “  Did you know? For over four centuries, the church “briddled” women to silence them in the presence of men. (Horrific and tragic considering women were respected as the spiritual arm of the couple and community in Lemuria.) Puritan Pilgrims in the early days of this country were also forced to wear metal masks while being severely punished, for offenses when “free thinkers” violated their cultural or religious values, or if you were identified as a witch. There were still others who used metal masks and devices to silence those imprisoned throughout history, including captured African slaves. Masks were for torture and punishment—for enforced compliance and control. Here we are again, the mandated use of face masks to represent a “culture of silence, slavery, and social death.” 

Souls have been transitioning from this flu—and all dis-ease for lifetimes. However, for this particular flu, the mantra on an unspoken level is this invisible enemy will kill you. Yes, people have died. But which is a better death?  Is a long battle with cancer a better death? What about complications from diabetes? A stoke? A car accident? Are we responsible for these deaths too? Remember, we are eternal and forever, playing our part as human beings in a test of energy (consciousness). We cannot cause someone to leave or die. We do not have that power. We come and we go and we come and we go—cycling on and off the planet. We cannot see the bigger picture, plan or potential, but only a few pixels at best. In fact, all illness and disease comes from within—and our higher-self and our Soul are in charge. We are here to learn and grow and find the God inside. Disease does not exist in a high-consciousness soul. There is something bigger at play.

Yet, have you ever noticed that the Church takes responsibility for your soul? The Government for your finances? (We’ll take care of you. Did you receive your $600.00 dollar check?) and our Sickcare Healthcare system for your health. Isn’t it high time we take responsibility upon ourselves? 

Let’s start with those pointless masks—unless of course you want to be enrolled even deeper as a slave to Mr. Global—whoever that massless group is! I’ll call it brainwashing. BTW, the characteristics of brainwashing are: mental dependency, psychological addiction, mental imprisonment. Also, throwing away your inner voice or intuitive guidance.  Handing over decision making in an area to someone or something else is also on the list. What about having an unquestioning absolute acceptance of one source or group? Let’s call that deep programing by the media that blasts the fear minute by minute 24/7—and when it seems to ease—changes the game and rules to include things such as “asymptomatic carriers” and never mind about the 99% who recover from this flu. What about the extensive censorship of people who disagree with this narrative? Or those that have been murdered? Why?

Yes, I do believe it was engineered by man. I do believe it “escaped” prematurely from the Lab. I believe both China and, I’m sorry to say, USA were involved. Isn’t it interesting that Bill Gates and Anthony Fauci were talking about a pandemic since 2015? Did they have a crystal ball or have they been involved in its development from the beginning? The virus, test kits and “so called” vaccine are all patented—and many stand to profit billions. The hardest part in this diabolical plan was getting people enrolled into the funnel for the chemical vasectomy to our divinely designed RNA. Some of the most educated are even finding that this doesn’t even meet the definition of a vaccine. But, fear solved that problem, didn’t it? Many, many are getting their “vaccine” despite no benefits of immunity, resistance, or life returning to normal. Where is the common sense?

The evidence doesn’t support mask wearing, but brainwashing does. So does social distancing. So does separating everyone and creating fear—to the invisible enemy. Throughout history, men of power have enslaved and controlled others. This is the fight between Light and Dark. It is a wake-up call to the masses.  Our strength is our Light and Love. We can’t be in fear and Love at the same time. What will you choose?

As a good friend of my says, “Those who sit in the circle of their own creation are the ones who are peaceful.” Seek answers from within. Question everything, and know you are a piece of God. No man, vaccine or mask can give you anything that you don’t already have inside. Go there. Find your strength and protection there. Step out of fear and into Love. After all, Love is the greatest power in the Universe and for Us—and it will overcome whatever obstacle we face—even a plandemic!

About Cathrine Silver

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

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

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

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Decoding Our Lives Podcast – coming soon!

Fear—or Superpower?

What if we had the freedom to live fully without the energy of fear? I get that we all carry fear from time to time. We are human, after all. But some of us are trained and conditioned and controlled daily. Fear cripples. Our attitudes and happiness can be ruined in minutes, often just from watching the news!  I have watched more TV than I normally do in the last few weeks visiting a friend—that is his place of relaxation—and disconnection. What I object to most is the constant barrage of advertisements, all selling fear. Constipation, prescriptions/coverage, car repair insurance, phone deals, religious saviors, masks and deadlines weeks away—call now! Not to mention all the stuff QVC peddles. How can our life be complete?  

Perhaps, it would not bother me so much, but I had a mother who lived in fear and worry. The go-to answer was NO. I got so tired of hearing no; I could have screamed.  Maybe that’s why everything from the news broadcasting 24/7 telling of the horrors, pounding COVID numbers of NEW CASES—(Not how many have recovered—like the regular flu—did we ever have those numbers? I guess not, never mind!) It seems that by “holding” us in a state of fear—others control our actions, including our own government. Fear influences our spending, (remember the toilet paper shortage?) our habits, our life in every way, and the decisions we make now and about our future.  Hell, they might as well be holding a loaded revolver to our heads. I understand there are some who continue to wear their masks indoors and live alone! What??? Notice—no proven anti-viral preventive supplements like Vitamin C or D or zinc . . . on the news. That would be empowering!

So, I want to declare war on fear. I say, it is our enemy. Fear decreases our immunity. It takes away our happiness. It strips us of our freedom and forces to look for an external answer of “trust” and reliance outside ourselves. It separates us from each other. It creates a place of anxiety—and imagining the worst increases fear . . . The Church seems to hold authority and “ownership” for our souls; the government uses laws and regulations to control our behavior and financial worth and the hospital runs a sick-care system. Responsibility for our health is owned by big Pharma and a group of corporate advertisers who tell us about everything we need to be happy, healthy and wealthy by showing us what happens if we don’t do as they say by planting those seeds of doubt, uneasiness and dis-ease.

 When do we get to toss aside this ecclesiastical, governmental, pharmaceutical reliance, or the “corporate brainwashing techniques” no matter what or who is doing it and rely upon our own innate wisdom? We all have it. We were born with it. And, when we empower ourselves—we find the confidence to use it and guide us daily. Common sense and intuition should be our guideposts, not some commercial, for example, on TV that repeats over and over telling us how we should feel until our subconscious believes it is so! 

When we empower ourselves, we feel less frightened and more in control. Right or wrong the decisions are our own. Responsibility for ourselves feels good when we get to choose what is right for us.

Perhaps, these past eight months have caused us unconsciously to begin to draw that line in the sand? Can we be scared into more social distancing and fear or has the consciousness begun to shift? HAVE WE HAD ENOUGH? Perhaps, it is time to push through any remaining remnants of fear—like superman opening his cape to reveal and recognize who he is and his unseen and unstoppable power? Can we be that too? I am not talking about leaping tall buildings or stopping bullets or speeding locomotives. I am talking about knowing that we are protected. We all have divine guides and angelic helpers. They are there to help us when we ask—everyone no matter what your belief. God inside does not discriminate or play favorites, and there is no “set way”. We are eternal and forever; death is merely a transition of energy and a freshening of expression and we will reunite with our loved ones. (Maybe they are being recalibrated for what’s next on the earth plane? And we will be too!)

As Pamela Eakins writes so brilliantly, “What we think, we conceptualize, what we dream could be, has enormous potential to become real if we accept and assume responsibility for our freedom. We increase our spiritual energy through affirming our will to create. We increase our emotional energy through affirming our openness to Love. We increase our mental energy through accepting no limitations, persevering, and allowing our imagination to take flight.”

What would it feel like next time you were scared to ask for help—with your very personal invisible cosmic help? To know that you are enough. To push through that which scares you most? To even use that fear to say, “Enough!” BS. Nonsense. Crap. Maybe now is the time to see clearly and expand the soul of our being? As ideas take shape, the butterfly of our soul is set free. Try it next time you are fearful. Can you see the illusion and walk through it anyway? . . . And see how you feel! The very successful American Idol star, Adam Lambert, released a new song called Superpower. And says,“The idea of taking control and talking back your power. I think on a personal level I’ve been heading that way professionally, too. It really embodies this whole thing that I’m talking about in taking the reins.” Wave good-bye to your fear. If he can find his superpower—we can too! 

About Cathrine Silver

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

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

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

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The Eye of the Storm—The Transformation of Our World

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

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

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

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

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

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

Magic and Us; Are You a Wizard or a Muggle?

The world has been in turmoil. It has separated so many people and things into really two camps—or multiple aspects on whatever the subject or issue happens to be moment by moment, day by day—as one world dissolves, and another one is born. 

I want to step away from that reality and open the door to a world of magic. Magic, as a verb is defined as: move, change, or create by or as if by magic. What if we were the magic—hidden from ourselves—until the time of now? We need only to believe in our own transformation. 

Is this another world—yet exists within our world too? It takes only imagination to say, what if? What if all is not how it seems? Go ahead, take your wand—and create from a level of possibility, liberation and the new.

We have always enjoyed fairy tales that contain magical elements. In the story of Harry Potter, the world is divided into the wizards and muggles. Is our world shaped that way? Was this really the Hopi prophecy’s message? Or other indigenous from around our globe? Are they the original wizards? Did they have sight far beyond what most of us have today? Is this the new world pulsing, waiting, and pushing us to step over the threshold and enter through the multidimensional doorway which is ours for the asking? Is a small voice begging us to pierce this 3D illusion and create something we haven’t yet been able to see? Can we? Will we believe? And when we do, what will we discover? What will we learn?

Once we enter that world of our magic—we’ll never be able to go back; unlearning is impossible.  Our sight will have changed. Our insights—knowledge and understanding—expanded. This is the world of the unseen, a world of knowing. Is it a world we have been waiting for—and many who watch us from ‘the other side of the veil” are excited about what they “see”.  It is the world of timelessness, unconditional love, empathy, oneness—and what they call the void. Something we don’t’ understand; yet many of us feel it, and the excitement is growing. It is the language of Lights; the third language.  Something that exists beyond space and time, but here now—waiting. There is a magic about you—that is all your own.

Let’s turn the page. What if our instructions given in the energy of yesteryear were never meant to remain static? Does the graduate still cling to the primer? Recognizing our participation in the cosmic experiment somehow makes more sense. It gives us a much bigger picture of our connectedness to each other and a bigger part of who we actually are, and the ability within to create anything we wish.  The experiment of Divinity—that which is nameless but known by a thousand names, is the energy that we are part of. We know water seeks its own level and water rises collectively. We must do this together. When we turn the dial of the kaleidoscope, what can we see? What does the wizard know?

Yes, we are surrounded by Cosmic energy, that can read our thoughts.  How about knowing our hurts and wounds, and realize our potentials? Are our thoughts, wishes, desires, and pure intent our magic wand? We have only to wave our magic wand across our intentional focus of what we desire, and we can manifest our reality. Is that power now stronger? Are you in the wizard orbit or the muggle rotation? Our beliefs become our reality you know.

Can your beliefs stretch, and incorporate that we are seeded from the stars? That we were given the spark of divine roots, and it is contained in our multidimensional DNA. The muggles call it junk. The wizards call it quantum. 

If we could pull back our left brain—what could we see? Is it possible to feel the cosmic bliss of unconditional love? Is it possible to “know” that we are surrounded by loving benevolent energy appearing as colors of lights? And, when we are not here—we just may be one of those lights? We are recognized by our colors, you know.

If we exist in a multidimensional Universe—then we ourselves are multidimensional. And, if we are multidimensional, what is possible wizard? You are the alchemical miracle of the Universe.

“When you place a limited paradigm over a complex one, you only get partial answers. But those in the limited paradigm don’t know it. They think they’re complete, and their thinking is clear. If all you can do is add and subtract, and you try to compute complex physics problems, you’re going to get very simple and inaccurate answers. But if all you can do is add and subtract, then you’ll never know they’re inaccurate, will you?”

We are the Magus—the Magician—and the creator of our own lives. Things are not always as they seem, but I wave my magic wand and leave you with the astute words of Pamela Eakins, author of Kabbalah and Tarot of the Spirit, so you can claim the wizard inside, the marvelous mystery of our own creative evolution. Remember, you are the wizard and the wand. 

May I consciously create force and form in my life.

May I transcend all bondage and know I am free.

May I love with freedom and respect, wisdom and compassion

opening ever-wider to greater forms of love.

May my love form the groundwork for all thought and action.

May I realize the expansion of my own possibility.

May I tap the universal source of limitless potential.

May all my actions reflect wisdom.

May my wisdom mirror the still reflective sea

gently cradled in the mountainous regions of my soul.

May I Open to Receive the Key of the Magus—Magician.

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About Cathrine Silver

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

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

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

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Peruvian Mystical Journey

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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About Cathrine Silver

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

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

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

Cathy Silver Holistic Healing (Facebook)

Willard

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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About Cathrine Silver

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

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

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

Cathy Silver Holistic Healing (Facebook)

A piece of Cake

Sometimes things are just plain unexplainable, period. We call it synchronicity and coincidence, but speaking now, for myself, amazes me whenever these “chance” alignments occur. I’ve heard it referred to ‘physics with an attitude’. (And, infinite LOVE is at the center of physics.) Examples in real life though, help us to believe that the Universe conspires to bring like-minded things together in a vibrational sequence. It’s about living in the moment, being open to possibilities and certainly going with the flow.

Some things just seem to be beyond our control. Or perhaps, everything is?  Are we riding in the passenger seat, while larger invisible life forces known as our higher self and soul drive things around us based on our very personal intent? We are after all co-creators, right? Or sometimes, we deliver the messages of what others’ need to hear—or are in need of? Do we serve as divine message carrier?  More and more, I am beginning to feel this is Truth with a capital T.

I was out on the Olympic Peninsula for just about the entire month of July. I had volunteered to make dinner for friends, and the decision as to the menu was entirely up to me. After a number of considerations—I decided homemade pizza—sans homemade crust; store bought refrigerated crust would have to do this round. Scrolling mentally through my mental list of ingredients, I quickly realized, my pizza stones were at home in Florida. I was spending more and more time on the Peninsula, so, why not invest in the proper equipment and leave it here? Easy thought and idea, huh?  As you know, many things do not go as planned, and this was no exception!

With instant delivery, overnight service and that giant known as Amazon, I assumed this purchase would be a piece of cake.  My Friend Brad didn’t have a mailbox at his Sequim home, but I thought for sure, Amazon would have lockers nearby. After all, Ft. Lauderdale certainly did, and I snubbed them every time I walked into the local Whole Foods.

To make a long story short, Amazon and Walmart did not have what I wanted—or should I say—couldn’t get it to me with the speed I had become accustom to. It was Wednesday and dinner was Friday. Plan B: There had to be one.  

Now Sequim is the gateway to the Olympic rain forest, the Pacific Ocean and the playground for hikers and RV’s. But, it’s often a challenge to manifest things in an instant or so I thought!  Therefore, an idea occurred. I’ll call this Plan B. I would drive the 40 minutes to the touristy town of Port Townsend. I had visited there a few years ago, and It seemed to me there was a small kitchen store. They certainly would have the large pizza stone I was in search of. And, so the adventure unfolded. 

On the way into town, I stopped at the Goodwill. You know, one man’s unwanted clutter is another man’s treasure. No pizza stone, but a bargain for a William-Sonoma muffin tin. 🙂 Onward ho . . . I had spoken to Brad’s neighbor on Whidbey Island to see if she was available to meet in PT for lunch. “Oh, Cathy,” she said, I am elbows deep in cookie dough, going to be at my daughter’s house tomorrow.” “Next time, raincheck,” and I hung up the phone.  During our brief phone conversation, Joan had suggested the Mercantile Quimper, just beyond the ferry loading dock. The store was cute, and had a lot of stuff—in fact small 12” pizza stones, but that wasn’t what I had in mind. I continued my quest . . . the cooking store, the Green Eyeshade, back to What’s Cookin’, Don’s pharmacy (which still had a working soda fountain), Henries Hardware, and back up the hill out of town. I had passed Habit for Humanity’s store on the way in and decided to give it a go. Who knew what I might find in peoples’ discarded household articles and unwanted items? I parked, and spoke to an employee loading chairs into an elderly woman’s Toyota as I walked to the entrance. “Pizza stone, yea, we get them from time to time, but they’re not a high demand item.” I nodded my head in agreement, I guessed he was right. And, this was where things got interesting . . . 

I followed his instructions and soon found myself in their “kitchen” department. Quickly, another female employee greeted me, and asked me what I was looking for. I explained my quest—and she shook her head. “The woman who runs this department is off today, but I haven’t seen one lately.” Shortly, a conversation ensued as I was obviously talking to another cook like myself and we were discussing the finer points of homemade pizza and alternatives to my pizza stone dilemma. Minutes later, a slender 40ish looking man in a blue t-shirt and jeans appeared from around the corner. “Excuse me”, he said politely, “I am sorry, but I overheard your conversation, and I have a pizza stone if you’d like it.” Wow, that would be fantastic I thought and the woman and I glanced quickly at each other. “No charge—I will give it to you.” He continued, “my wife doesn’t like it, and she told me to get rid of it. You can have it.” I shook my head and smiled, “sure, that would be great. Thank you.” 

He, Matt—now I knew his name, had another stop in town before heading back to his house. We traded numbers, and he said he would text me when he arrived back at his house. In the meantime, I decided a quick bite to eat would kill the hour or so wait, and based on the suggestions from the women at the counter, I headed down the road to find The Cup for a bowl of chowder.  “Wow. That was divine intervention” said another older employee who stood behind the counter as I headed out the door. Yes, it was! 

It was a cute little restaurant in what looked like an old remolded house—painted latte-brown with a few scattered red umbrella’s and some outdoor furniture—for those celebrated warm days in the Northwest. I was seated and ordered my chowder, grabbed a piece of the local paper to read and I waited for my food. As I paid my tab, I wanted to leave the waitress a larger tip and dug into my wallet to pull out a Susan B. Anthony coin that had been riding in my wallet for months. I looked up, most of the lunch crowd had disappeared, and I caught her eye. “I’m leaving this dollar and I wanted to let you know, it wasn’t a quarter—with the other singles on the change tray,” I said smiling. “I collect those for my grandson, thank you”, she said. We chatted for a minute about her grandkids, and then I got up and headed the towards to the door. 

Now, I happen to be wearing my purple WASHINGTON husky wind breaker that my father had sent me several years ago—and a man working behind the counter looked at me, and asked me, “Did you play ball for Washington?” “Yes, actually I did—about a 100 years ago”—and smiled back, and stoping to talk for a moment. I can’t remember the exact sequence of our chat, but I had to be me—and shortly into our “light” conversation, I stopped and said, “You know, you were born magnificent.” He was wearing a baseball cap and pulled it over his eyes and bent his head downward, placing his hands on the high counter in front of me that separated us. I continued, “Maybe that’s the real reason I came in today?” “You know we all carry divinity inside—but sometimes we just need to be reminded.” We are all part of the One.” With that, I detected, for whatever reason—and whatever his story caused a welling-up deep emotional reaction.  I reached over to the counter, where he had laid his hands, and put mine on top of his, giving his fingers a squeeze. He gave my little finger a squeeze back.  He had had all he could take and I silently walked out the door. 

Whatever your Truth, sometimes we all need to be reminded of our divine magnificence. I left the restaurant, and followed my GPS to Matt’s house, where I happily accepted his gift, and my new pizza stone. I left Port Townsend with a smile. There were so many things to be grateful for—and the Universe had conspired in a most unique and exciting way to make everything happen perfectly. I just followed the cosmic crumbs! It had been a day of soft sweetness—and the Universe had delivered me a delicious piece of cosmic cake.

 

Dreamy Watery Float

Water is life. It represents a symbolic element we identify as emotion; those ever changing, fluid, feeling energies within us all. Water has no fixed shape, yielding to outside influence.  It is a metaphor for the Universal Cosmic Sea from whence we came and are a part of as our multi-dimensional and deeply hidden state—our subconscious, our history—and our future evolution. Water also represents the feminine divine.  Could it be that water stands for as Pamela Eakins writes, realization, Illumination, Alignment and Contemplation?

Eons ago in the land known as Lemuria babies were born underwater, and came up to a group of women singing. We are over 70% water—and without it—we perish quickly. It is part of our cellular structure and the core of our beingness. And, so it seems, that water represents and affects us much more than when we turn the tap at the kitchen sink or shower, or even flow with the tides and pull of the moon. Water is living and alive. Frozen, it reveals messages in it’s crystalline form as Dr. Emoto discovered.

Several weeks ago, I had the opportunity to experience a “float tank” and it’s like time stood still for 90 minutes. I must confess, except for a bit of water in my ears, the ability to float in darkness and silence gave me another perspective and a few moments solitude and peace—a refreshing rejuvenation from the hustle of the south Florida traffic during “season,” and everything else that comes with the plethora of out of town visitors. 

We have been forever fascinated by the sea. Our evolution has been tied to water, and we are surrounded by mystical stories of mermaids, whales, dolphins, great storms and survival.  Stories and songs of fishermen and their tales—their love—as the mistress of the sea. What and why does this emotional matrix of water touch us all? It is unique for each of us, as the souls we are. It is something we are innately drawn to. Look no further than the beach. 

Here’s a space where we are free to indulge in our deepest thoughts. Relax and allow our muscles to rest; to allow the stresses to be washed away. And to be in an “ungrounded” state; our feet are not tethered to the polarities and magnetics of the Earth. While we float in the dense salt water, we can allow ourselves to feel our magnificence. We can allow our worries and anxiety to dissipate. We can feel compassion for ourselves. WE can feel pure love and joy. Our consciousness is contained in the floating vessel and doesn’t necessarily need to be grounded.  So talk to Matt and take a Float 8, the “no gravity, no light, no sound experience”.

“We forget that the water cycle and the life cycle are one.”

Jacques Cousteau

 

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About Cathrine Silver

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

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

www.Cathrinesilver.com (Website)

www.cathysilver.me (Blog)

cathysilverhealth@gmail.com (email)

Cathy Silver Holistic Healing (Facebook)

Reflections and Musings for 2019

You know, I’m in kind of a reflective place today. My newsletter will be sent out later than I like. The calendar has flipped a page—day, month and year. And, nothing seems normal anymore.  The holiday season is officially over. Craziness and chaos seem to be the norm. I feel like if we were buckets of paint—the paint is swirling and changing colors and creating new patterns, textures and doing things that paint just doesn’t do. Should I fear this new paint—or should I enjoy a little inter-dimensional finger painting and embrace the fun?

I don’t know if it has to do with the transits and electromagnetic energy—the eclipse’s, the new moon(s) or the catalyst energy of 2019. (Although I know it started decades ago.) I don’t know if it has to do with new and continuing cosmic data coming in from space. I don’t know if it’s our relationship to the invisible cosmic realm that’s triggering our changes, both within ourselves—and then slowly spilling out into our institutions, politics, and society?  But this intention and wave of multidimensional energy is taking place within us and is being reflected back at us daily; a new truth and way of being–emerging from a long amnesiac hibernation? We’re just not the same as we were. I believe this to be a good thing, yet it seems as we are struggling with all these changes at once. We seemed to have jumped the tracks and we are entangled in our own cosmic web of illumination. Are we finally growing up? Perhaps, we are just starting to work more efficiently, our quantumness awakened that “god particle” and we are learning—stepping into our divine potential as humans to a world we can’t remember? Even the french car Citroën wasn’t very successful driving on three tires! Our low consciousness hasn’t been great for us either.

As I look around, many people are continuing to leave, and we are missing them. My Mother’s estate is finally getting settled. I gathered the usual cast of characters (my friends and students) for Thanksgiving and we had a great dinner sitting outside underneath the string of lights and warm temperature of south Florida. I attended a gay christmas party—and for those who resist and judge such lifestyles—I say that love cannot be legislated and we need to embrace all in LOVE. I look forward to a bit of traveling in 2019—enlightening experiences that come with sacred ceremonies—full moon and drum circles, the pineal tone choir, all awakening in my present self—those ancient memories, bringing the language of light to our physical experience now. The synchronicities and meaningful coincidences continue to occur with meaning at lightening speed.

We were given another gift 200,00 years ago by our seed parents as nulls and nodes continue to open like “cosmic eggs” (my visual) providing new and important “information” assisting us to make this leap to higher consciousness possible; we have and we are getting it bit by bit. I know, that in spite of the fighting, and how it looks on the news—things are eventually going to turn out fine.

I believe with all my heart we are slowly pushing the old energy out, which btw, is kicking and screaming. After all they are the ones who have controled us by promoting drama, war, and fear. NO more—it is a new day—a new time and a new era in our much bigger cosmic calendar. We are witnessing this change before our eyes. And, as painful as it is to watch, we as a collective are changing for the better. I look forward to old systems falling and new working systems implemented—as we participate with Gaia bringing LIGHT and this new day to Earth where we can finally celebrate peace and “live together as ONE.” However, in the meantime—bucket your seatbelt, for the ride ain’t over yet and keep your paints handy. Who says interdimensional finger painting can’t be fun to ease the chaos, stress and tap into your eternal cosmic self?

Wishing everyone a prosperous, healthy, and enlightening year ahead!

 

 

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