Tipping Point

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Then it happened!

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

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

“But notice.

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

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

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

(https://youtu.be/Ov3aeqjeih0)

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

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

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

About Cathrine Silver

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

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

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An invitation to Send Light!

I connect with many people these days—some clients—some family—some friends (Some are silver and the others are gold) and so many are struggling and challenged by their health or a loved one’s health. Some are tested by failed relationships. Some, grabbling with grief and shock over someone’s passing. Other’s have financial worries. The personal stresses are horrendous at times. I know it is all part of the shift of the world we are in—but the facts remain.

The last few years brought fear to so many.  No matter where you stand on the whole Co-id scandal—families are divided and sudden death has somehow been normalized; frightening and shocking. The darkness seems everywhere and it is in our face locally and globally. Yet in order to create change—and new systems that work for All—we must uncover what has been hidden. Everyone is participating, aware or not. . . .

There is power in numbers, so I write this blog to ask your participation to send Light out into the Universe for the Highest and Most Benevolent Good. Light is defined by the loving angelic Kryon simply as “an energy created as a result of high consciousness”. The metaphor is illumination. You may call it prayer—or energy, words matter little. But, thoughts are powerful ideas and consciousness can shift and heal. It aids to heal both physical and emotional traumas. It lessens worry and fear. It assists in bringing balance—and gives answers to those seeking for their questions, problems and blocks—and peace.

In a multidimensional world to which we belong, All is known by Spirit.  Please join me in the energy and pure intention of High Conscious and Illumination to send energy to the darkest places that need Light, and all those who seek healing—as we approach this giving season of Light & Love. 

Many blessings to you and your family, tribe and the strangers who call out for help both here at home and around the world! Thank you for your moment of heart-felt Love as it builds and gives strength to those who need it most.

About Cathrine Silver

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

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

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Exploring the Multidimensional Side of Ourselves!

“Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent.”           ~Arthur Conan Doyle (Author of Sherlock Holmes)

I walked into the Pompano Civic Center in March of 2004 to meet Sally Baldwin and listen and explore the concept of channeling. I sat in the second row—dead center—intently listening and trying to figure out how this process worked.  She began and continued for a good 20 minutes.  There were no notes and no papers visible on the table where she sat. I thought to myself—no one could memorize all that. I was intrigued and puzzled at the same time. Her words were wise—and answers astute.  During the break, I walked over to say hello and introduce myself. She smiled warmly and said, “Welcome back”.  I replied that this was the first meeting I had attended—and she answered—“We must know each other from the Astral.”  I simply nodded my head and smiled, thinking to myself, “What the hell is the astral?”

Years later, I am now aware that she was tapping into a multidimensional part of ourselves—one that has always been there—and one that will always be there—hiding in plain sight and called things like intuition, or psychic awareness or a “pre-cog” which lies “out there” in the interconnectedness of our wholeness; body, mind and spirit. This intimate connection goes on 24/7 through our pineal which serves as our own personal wifi—translated by our brain—and connected to our heart. In a sense we are connected to the Cosmic Universal Internet. This process is still unrecognized by many today, but the “equipment is installed, there and ready to be turned on for use!” We talk a good story until we get down to specifics—and then our old beliefs and stories kick in and we stick our heals in the mud—and refuse to go any further. We are more than we see in the mirror.  As Joan Rivers used to say, “Can we talk?”

Today, I read my horoscope, it went like this:

“Look beyond physical appearances and tune into spirit identification. The truth is bodies which contain souls are but empty vessels filled with infinite light. Honor your feelings, but watch what you consume — media, food, or conversation — so you are not swept up by the madness of the day. Center yourself and calm your mind before interacting with others now. The greatest vow is to love one another and to spread kindness wherever you go.”

If I read and interpreted correctly, my daily horoscope refers to a bigger more connected part of “who” we really are. It was funny, because this subject had been rolling around in my mind for several weeks now—and today was the day I had designated to write my blog.  The synchronicities and meaningful coincidences; undeniable.  TodayReally?  It seemed to be written just for this blog post; those cosmic ears were listening!

Looking into the connectedness beyond our 3D physicality, and the multidimensional aspect of ourselves, I consulted Peggy Phoenix Dubro’s book, Elegant Empowerment . In the glossary she wrote: Multidimensional: “Simultaneously possessing properties or characteristics of more than one vibrational plane or coordinate system. The idea that dimensions exist outside of our normal 3-dimensional world is now a basic statement of our advanced theories in physics.” 

This seem to validate our connected mind and consciousness into a seamlessly interconnected whole. Our multidimensionality aspect and part of our DNA keeps us plugged into the whole, and unseen beyond, but always present riding along waiting and ready to help. . . . I was tapping into this whole, it seemed and so are you.

Thoughts and feelings merged into the unrecognized whole to which we participate with more and more realization like the avatars, guru’s and master’s of yesteryear. But, did they really disappear? Or are they here with us in their multidimensional state—like our seed parents—assisting us along the way? I believe they’re riding this journey right along with us—for those who are open to this bigger part of our reality and family connection. After all we all reside in this unity of Oneness; they are part of us and we are part of them.  And, then I began to ponder, what else in our lives was visible that we could consider multidimensional? Were we missing more clues?

What about our dreams? The past and the present get all twisted around in a time loop which has three components—a biological, a psychological and a spiritual. Perhaps, not all, but some dreams seem to be a windows to our soul on Earth.  I understand our brain is “defragging”—rearranging, sorting, and rewriting our experiences. If we rewrite things, we can change the energetic affect or frequency it has has on our life. Dreams then, must be interdimensional experiences that have no equivalent when we are awake. Ready for another?

What about a near death experience?  I pulled this short passage from a piece that I had saved on my computer, touched by the words. It had been submitted to The Near Death Research Foundation in August 2006. It was called “Anna’s story of her near death experience” and she recalled these things.  It felt as though I was drifting in and out between the two worlds, this physical world and the other side, but every time I drifted into the “other side” I seemed to go deeper and experienced more “scenes”.  There was one where I saw how my life had touched all the people in it – it was sort of like a tapestry and I saw how I affected everyone’s lives around me.  There was another scene where I saw my brother on a plane, having heard the news I was dying, coming to see me (this was verified to me as when I started to come round, my brother was there, having just got off a plane).  I then saw a glimpse of my brother and me and somehow seemed to understand it was a previous life, where I was much older than him and was like a mother to him (in this life, he is older than me).  I saw in that life I was very protective towards him.  I suddenly became aware he was on the plane to come and see me, and felt “I can’t do this to him – can’t let him come and see me dead.  Then I also saw how my husband’s purpose was linked to mine, and how we had decided to come and experience this life together.  If I went, he would probably follow soon after. . . . What I saw, perceived, and felt, and the clarity I experienced about life, was more than anything we are able to conceive, so words have not been created to describe it. I was dying of cancer, and the doctors had said I only had about 36 hours to live.  It was at this point where I started drifting between another dimension and this one. Even though I was in a coma, I seemed to be going in and out of consciousness, so I was aware of both “sides”.  I was also aware of conversations taking place outside the room, beyond my earshot. . .”

Obviously, I could write a whole book on being multidimensional and this is just a blog about an expanded Awareness of such possibility.  There are other things that fall outside our “known” 3-D reality such as remote viewing, astral projection, Emoto’s scientific work on prayer and crystallization of water, Physicist John Stuart Reid’s work on cymatics or miraculous healings that are never reported from behind the hospital walls.  “The guys and gals” working on quantum biology and string theories that will soon show us more—outside of Newton or Kelper. And, when we can measure these things with more “scientific” accuracy it will be slowly incorporated into our belief system. There is a relationship between our parts.

The Universe is much bigger than we ever imagined—and so are we!  Certainly everything we thought was physical is not. This is all part of our evolution of thought. I conclude with a few of these thoughts from Peggy’s book below. Because, if the Universe is non-local, quantum and multidimensional—and we are part of everything—then so are we!  Our thoughts and feelings matter and influence our lives and our reality because they are tied to our energy fields; spiraling vortexes in human form.  Pay attention to those intense feelings or to your intuition. Your inner guidance is speaking to you. Embrace your Multidimensional side with joy and celebration and pure intent! It is like discovering a lost part of ourselves—only to find it was there all along!  (Our own personal GPS).

Are we?:

  • Non-local
  • Unbroken Wholeness
  • Co-ordinated Organization
  • Independent of Space and Time
  • Inseparability of Observer  (from the experiments)
  • Existence of a quantum Field underlying all forces on matter
  • A consciousness that permeates all living and non-living things

Oh, and btw, in case you are wondering, the Astral Plane is where your Essence goes when it leaves the body—whether the body is asleep—or after completing our lessons on the physical plane—of 3D.

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The Sword and the Stone(s) – 2018 Update

IMG_8076 (1)This story sounds like a fairy tale and so is aptly named. And, like all good fairy tales, it begins with once upon a time.  It starts in Glastonbury, England—where the legend of King Arthur, The Knights of the Round Table and fair maidens lived—and like all galactic tales of long ago and far away, become real—just like the velveteen rabbit when infused with love and belief which circulates amongst many and brings life to days gone by, because there is truth in all things.  But this tale goes much further back in time—to what some consider a mythical island or lost continent known as Lemuria—the land of Mu. To some it truly is a fable, although to the Lemurians, and their descendants, very much real and alive—and part of our modern human lineage which took root more than 100,000 years ago and more so than many could possibly realize or for some, accept. And so, we begin, 26,000 years ago.

Once upon a time in the Land known as Lemuria,  a beautiful island  filled with lush gardens,  gorgeous flowers and abundance.  Now on the Island, there lived a great priest and scientist whose name was Yawee.  Unlike most inhabitants, who lived near the sea, Yawee lived high atop the mountain—the highest mountain on earth at the time.  The temperature was very cold and the air extremely thin, but he had ancient knowledge from his Star Mother which kept him warm for he was atop a big volcano. Runners would deliver necessary food and supplies, and special rocks provided the oxygen necessary, so he could do his work in the temple. He lived a very long time and brought extraordinary gifts to that civilization and to our civilization even this very day.  Back then, he was a good-natured soul with special powers. He was respected by all. When he materialized and was glimpsed by the Lemurians on those rare occasions during rejuvenation ceremonies, for the great teachers on the Island, it brought great joy to all who saw him.

There are many that believe time is a circle, but our lives are too short to realize or see this circle of time here on Earth—but alas it is true.  And, so we enter the present of 2018. Now, records upon the earth get lost and even our eternal records that we carry as humanity have been dormant—or asleep—yet they are awakening slowly. That invisible seed inside that looks for things that cannot be explained will amplify and enable even further our vast storage of multidimensional remembrance, and the time we lived and visited on the magical continent of Mu.  And since everyone of us is forever and eternal, those memories reside in perfection and harmony—waiting for the vibration and consciousness to rise and for the gifts they will bring.

In any fairytale, there is always a darkness and evil. And in this tale, we acknowledge humanity  brought it upon ourselves as the planet of free choice—our choice in consciousness, but hark, we have entered into the Grand Awakening. And there are those who are able to turn such alchemy into gold—the precious magnificence within and the Light of the Creator from the Great Central Sun.  As with all hero’s stories, there is struggle and ultimate triumph over such external threats. That is because we are able to find the strength inside ourselves and the greatest power of all—Love. We are battling the dark and the Light is winning.   The great Yawee had many tools at his disposal, and one of the tools was a sacred stone called Cintamani or Dragon Stone. Legend has it that it came to us from the Star System Sirius millions of years ago—bits reaching earth after a Galactic super-wave exploded—sending these gifts and their power to enhance the Light during this time when the gates open.

An old Tibetan prophecy passed down to us through the millennium proclaimed in a very regal declaration that “the king of the world will emerge with his army from his subterranean realms to defeat the forces of darkness and usher the coming of the Golden age.”  And, these stones, as legend has claimed, contain the highest vibration of all stones known; and valued as such. They are powerful and of pure Light and Yawee knew of their energy, and he knew they could not be misused . . . and so the time of darkness came and descended upon the planet.  It lasted for many thousands of years until the time and energy of vibration began to rise, causing the hidden Dragon Stones to be revealed.

Many secrets were held too, and kept safe until the Procession of the Equinox which would first awaken the old souls—the army of Light—everywhere upon the planet. For they too were hidden in their being—their knowledge, power and magnificence concealed within the depths of their Akashic records; and like blossoms on a tree, began to open one by one.  Yawee’s army sang tones of remembrance and the Light became stronger and more active.

And in the great awakening the stones came back to the original keeper—a man still known as Yawee by so many.  He recognized the stones and the energy they contained.  The stones were multidimensional and held much information—and their revelation was a remembrance of joy and celebration, because they had also waited “frozen in time”; they rejoiced at the tones sung too.  And, let the information ring. And, this Wizard knew the battle over darkness would prevail—the time had come; nothing would ever be the same!

And, as they were nudged by the invisible keepers, now was the time when the stones would awaken too, after all it was a test of energy on the Earth.  The Stones would connect to the crystalline grid—and portals of knowing and quantum time capsules put here as gifts of potential from our seed parents 400+ light years away and 200,000 years ago for this very “moment” in time.  They are still here today, protecting us as interdimensional protective Parents in our infancy upon this earth.

Perhaps, you too have heard of the Great Awakening as a Lightworker on the planet—the seeds that were sown centuries ago, but here now, as the way-showers—as the warriors of light—leading humanity into the new consciousness and the new paradigm unfolding before our eyes.  Angelic forces, divine pieces of the creative source and boots on the ground, using their light to disrupt the darkness, who we know prefers to hide and do their destruction through intimation, fear and control.

Yawee, leads us all in the Light Language and tones directly channeled to him through his ancient Pleiadian Mother, and assisted by the Magnetic Master, we are guided as these tones of this ancient language fill the room and filter out to the multiverses and galaxies in a magical multi-dimensional way. And the stones?

They were there to amplify the energy connecting to the crystalline, magnetic and Gaia grids—just like the philosopher’s stone symbolizing the alchemy and humanity’s enlightenment of the Magnum Opus or “Great Work.”  The stone of darkness past—the sword—the magic inside each human and the 24 pairs of chromosomes and our DNA all from the stars—and the sword—peace on Earth unfolding before our eyes.

This is the hero’s journey within us all—the tools given to us right on time—and 26,000 years later they have come back to Yawee to help amplify and strengthen the old souls’ mission as we awaken—strengthened by our inner guidance, here to change outdated belief systems, and once again return to the Garden of Eden and a metaphor for life on Earth.

That’s what happens, when we realize we each have God inside—and yes, we all can be wizards of Light!  This tale will continue to unfold for it is not yet finished—but the magic has only just begun, and this fifth Civilization will one day go on and seed another—just the way it has been for billions of years before—and we will one day look back and mark this as a new beginning—as we each pull the sword from the stone today during this extraordinary and exceptional turing point which began in 2012.

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Earth Angel

The green light turned—and the car’s break lights ahead of me released and although a clear sunny day—there were tears in my eyes as my foot eased onto the gas petal moving my car forward making my left turn on to University Ave; two souls had just connected on a profound level and I was trying to wrap my head around the intense heartfelt exchange.  I was shaken and my tears were confirmation to me that this had been no ordinary experience.

Minutes before, I had exited off I-595 as I headed west on my way to volunteer for a few hours at a golf tournament.  It wasn’t unusual for the homeless or just the downtrodden to be walking the intersection begging for money.  I had gotten used to this sight in El Paso, thirty years before—the only thing missing was the baby on the woman’s shoulder.  I wasn’t being cynical, it was just that it broke my heart every time I had to sit and watch these poor Mexican woman begging for money; sometimes I “donated” to the cause—sometimes—not.

Today, waiting for the light, I was struck by the ragged baggy grey-colored sweat pants and torn shirt this woman wore.  She carried the handwritten cardboard sign requesting money; I sighed.  I had not been to the bank—and only had a dollar and change—as the light held it’s red.  I pulled my backpack forward over the seat and pulled out my wallet.  She stopped, watching, as I maneuvered inside the car.  I rolled down the window.  “I only have a dollar and change,” I shouted, getting ready to hand her the single while unzipping the change compartment inside my wallet and pitching out whatever change I could between my fingers, knowing I was racing the clock of the ticking red light countdown.

As I reached out and held my hand toward hers, I looked closely—her left eye sagged in an unusual way, and I wondered silently what had happened.  Was it a birth defect or some accident that had left her somewhat deformed?  I smiled at her, and she smiled radiantly back. I could feel her gratitude.  Her teeth were unkept—and it looked like several were missing from where I sat in my car.  She reached out her hand and I reached out as well—and I cupped her fingers for a moment; fingertip to fingertip as if to say, it was okay.  What else could I do?  Our eyes met and I knew who she was.  In a nano second, I felt all her divinity—and she mine.  In that moment we exchanged more than I could ever imagine; it was beyond words. It was beyond conscious thought and logic.

I saw her, in that moment, Earth Angel—dressed in “costume”—as I was dressed in mine.  Each of us with different purposes.  Each playing our part.  Each no different than the other and for that split second—time stopped, stillness rained.  And, then it was over—and I was forever changed. I cannot speculate her experience—and won’t.   I had viewed that piece and part of myself in another; persecuted and pathetic, joyous and giving.  Was there a piece of her in us all and vice-versa?

This woman was not anyone you would consciously choose to emulate—but held a innocence of such love—playing her part—in this vast test of our cosmic intelligence and lesson; bringing forward the simple lesson of compassion and love—to whoever would listen for a moment; a cosmic wink? Was this the quantum wind which blew with intent and ignited our multi-dimensionality for those who had eyes to see that we were so much bigger than we ever believed? And, this angelic presence was in us all—not just some of us—but how quickly we had forgotten when consumed with so much extraneous redirection everyday; who were we really?

I looked back in my mirror as the light changed to green, wiping my eyes—watching her walk the asphalt gathering change and sliding it in her pocket.  Her job—a beggar in the streets—changing hearts—making us think—and giving us the opportunity for compassion action.  No judgment.  Just Love.

 

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About Cathy Silver

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

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

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Cassadaga

orb-2Over the years the names Cassadaga and Lily Dale surface from time to time—some who visited the villages’ reported they were wowed by the experience—some, not-so-much.  And, so it was that our Matrix Energetics Healing Group decided to take take a field trip to the famous spiritual camp this past weekend and check it out for ourselves.

All of the fanfare of course is billed upon the unseen energies, spirits, mediums, ghosts, and the existence of life after death; a minuscule community established in 1894 by a man named Colby which is spread over 57 acres of outback land in Central Florida.  I certainly believed in these things—how could I channel—and counsel about spiritual things without such understanding or belief myself?  It was a given. Our lives and our natures were so much bigger than what we saw in the mirror everyday.

I don’t consider myself a “spiritualist”.  For that matter, the first time I was asked if I was a light worker, I just shrugged my shoulders and was confused by the question.  I was unfamiliar with the term a dozen years ago; now I feel the importance of the task. We are way showers and bridges to the future on earth; an expanded vision of who we really are.   I always knew that I didn’t fit well into mainstream not realizing I was an old soul; I heard the beat of my own drum and followed it.  Sure I had wisdom, but I thought everyone should have that “knowing” and knowledge buried deep—wherever those things were contained.  I smiled at how far my journey had led me.

I had come easily to grasp upon these expanded views that quickly surpassed my traditional upbringing; It was an intellectual archaeological dig of our true divine beginnings for me and I was open for something more; the quest was exciting.  There was always something that was limiting, untold or left out; a piece of the puzzle missing within the modern religious orders.  Had we done our best? Perhaps, it was just the churches fear of going to far.  Whatever that meant.  They wouldn’t  want to empower their followers after all; that meant less money in the coffers. Lol. Maybe more of a video game hierarchy  was closer to the truth. Each level gained more points.

Somewhere along the way, we had descended the evolutionary ladder—with our consciousness and DNA only working about a third or less of its true capability. The ancients’ views had been mocked or absent from our culture, a bias of sorts condemned to stray to far outside the keepers of theology, the study of divinity, truth and God.  It seemed to be a private club of power, knowledge and control. In the end, “we” became the conquerors of yesteryear, now  modern-day missionaries condemning the indigenous peoples beliefs as somehow wrong.  Just maybe, they knew something we did not?

Fast-forward back to the 21st century, this was a quest for me. A quest of reading and learning and being open-minded to more.  It was an exhilarating exploration that I yearned for—a truth seeker of sorts; those ideas and philosophies that resonated with my soul, not necessarily the neighbor next door.

The class and then tour began at 7:30 pm in Cassadaga but not without a slide presentation offering proof to those in the room—but what I already knew.  I had years of orbs, unexplained lights, shadows and “paranormal” energies already on my iPhone; they are everywhere.  More normal than we realize.

In spite of how the title and name looked, they were in their box; god was apart, outside and separated from ourselves.  There was nothing especially different except the external effort they put in trying to prove their theories.  I wanted to interject to the audience to use their discernment; it was not my place.  But I ask you now to use your discernment—and seek your truth—not someone else’s ideas passed down through the generations by some male authority figure outfitted colorful silk regalia.

Women have always provided the spiritual component in human relationships—it is one of our strengths and our gift.  Not just in this life time but over the eons humanity has been here working through the darkness to the light; humanities journey among the Universes and galaxies.  Since underneath our human costumes—we are part of God.  It’s time to let our magnificence shine.  After all the human soul is not really human.  Death is simply a transfer of energy.  Our pineal gland is sort of a human wi-fi device picking up information and translated into thoughts and words to guide, nudge and teach us.  I know it is always working.  (How else could I awaken from a deep sleep and ask if Joshua, my oldest son, had made it home from work during a part-time job in high school—only to find out he was not and the pickup truck he was driving would not start. We were there in an instant.How did I know?)  Something bigger and larger kept my family safe.

The biggest point before I close—is this is the planet of free choice—the choice to discover and know the divinity inside. And, no matter what the face of god looks to you,  it is triggered by our pure intent.  We are the one who must open the door; no one can do it for you.  Is it time to open the door and discover the god inside you? And, CLAIM it for your own.  Lighting the torch is easy–all it takes is a “YES”.

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“Each time you see or hear the word

God, think of the person next to you,

the family at work, or at play, and the

true essence of who you are at the core.

Do not think of a singular power higher than

yours somewhere in the sky.  It is you!

“Inspired Wellness from Within”

Cathrine Silver

Cathrinesilver.com

Synchronicity—Following the Flow of Life

 

I like to think of synchronicity as the alignment of the universe and cosmic energies that support us on an unseen or invisible dimension—something that nudges us to the right place at the right time.  Some may call it lucky—others may call it chance—but I like to think of it as the magic that happens when we allow ourselves to be guided in what seems to make no sense.

I know that happened in Jacksonville this past weekend.  Even getting out of town was synchronic.  Picking up shelves, a quick bite to eat and a friend stopping to get some of my alkaline water.  All matched up with perfection.  And, with all that going on I didn’t forget to pack my tooth brush or other essentials for the overnight excursion.

While talking to another friend, I’ll call him Craig, he commented at our spiritual group meeting the other night—the same had brought him to the meeting.  He said he kept trying to push that intuitive knowing to one side.  Making excuses about how he didn’t have time to run by the bookstore.  Finally, he acquiesced and met Joanne, who told him all about the very meeting and group he had be yearning for.

My ex-husband would occasionally give me strange looks as I announced something very out of left brain sequence or logic.  “How do you come up with these things, he would ask?”  They just “pop” into my head I would respond with a smile.  To him they seemed just too strange and out of this world to his analytical way of thinking.  In fact, the world is much more aligned with his rational viewpoint than my ‘navigational’ way.

Perhaps, it is that we have discounted that irrational knowing is too far out of the box.  Perhaps, not understanding that, shall we say, the Cosmic choreography of our life-long dance in human form is guided by the potentials.  When we make a move—the map changes—as well as the new potentials to create the magic we know and call synchronicity.

Do what you want with this information.  Call it crazy —or call it egocentric—or give it a try.  Listen to the small “voice” inside and begin to trust that everything really is in order—it is only too vast for us to understand its meaning and movement.  It is a gift that everyone has, but only you can “unwrap” the box and give it a try.  What freedom to know that we always have help.  But, we must stop all the chatter—for just a moment—and listen!

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Maybe this was the message Rocky and Bullwinkle wanted us to know so long ago, when at the end of the 30 minute segment—Eenie meenie chili beanie, the spirits are about to speak. Are they friendly spirits? Just listen.

“Inspired Wellness from Within”

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP

www.cathrinesilver.com

CathysilverHealth@gmail.com

“Cathy has a passion for breaking the unhealthy patterns that are overlooked and underestimated by western medicine. In partnering with her clients to promote their wellbeing, she’s had major success in decoding the biology (hidden blocks, buried feelings, etc.) that negatively impact their pain, illness, grief and overall discontent in the human journey. Clients are astonished by her knack to mine underground emotions and the root causes behind physical distress through her innate intuitive ability, problem solving and integrity; and it has earned her the nickname “Wellness Warrior” by some longstanding clients.  Cathy provides an ever-growing supply of resources, practices and modalities in helping her clients achieve their wellness goals.”

Pondering the question of L-O-V-E

Love is a part of life. Relationships are part of our “primary food.” Love is a primary food and love is life.  A loving relationship—with ourself, others—and even with the world at large has the ability to nourish and nurture us on many levels. Relationships are a part of our wholeness and our wellness; they too can be healthy or in a state of dis-ease.  And, they are bigger than we perhaps are willing to admit; their importance cannot be underestimated.

Relationships seem at first glance rather permanent.  But, just like the Wheel of Fortune in the Tarot—the wheel continues to turn.  Sometimes we are on the top—sometimes we are on the bottom. Was that beginning or . . .  end?   Hum, could it be the rise and the fall or  rather the upward and downward movement? That continual change and push-pull polarity of all things in life that seem to jerk us around and shake our world.  Many of us have the perception that things won’t really change—or don’t only to wake up one morning and the world of our relationship we have known8059695 for months, years, or decades is no longer, and then if we dare— and are brave—may ask, what happened? 

Relationships seem to be mini-cycles within a larger cycle of our lives.  Are they meant for our learning and evolution? Our lessons and growth?  We all have different relationships within the context of our lives. We are after all sons, and daughters—many of us are parents—including step and adopted children—or siblings—sisters’ or brothers’.  We also have relationships that are meaningful with our beloved pets that effect us in tremendous ways and are felt deeply within our hearts. I know my dynamics are different with my kids, my parents—my siblings and my friends; each carry a different “flavor.”

I haven’t shared publicly about my painful divorce ten years ago. I know for me, this was both shock and revelation and took me to a private voyage within the depths of my soul—and being.  I had been committed to my relationship—and my many years of marriage—and to my husband. I was in state of grief when it ended; devastated in fact by the news.  I thought it was forever; isn’t that what I had promised with all my heart and my vows some 25 years before?  Sometimes we are lucky and the forces bend and the complete fairy tale comes true and you live happily ever after; yet for many of us we don’t have that “happily ever after.” Why?

My husband had moved on—his journey—very different than what my own has been.  He with his new family; I as part of my enlightening spiritual passage and journey.  What else could I call it?  I’ve had the opportunity to grow soulfully beyond what would have been possible had my marriage remained in tact.   Was that the purpose?  Was the marriage complete?  Were he and I complete; the energy of the universe no longer supported this relationship or to keep the marriage together? Growth and evolution at the soulful level?  The ancient Chinese philosopher Chuang Tuz,wrote: “Heaven and Earth and I are living together, and all things and I form an inseparable unity.” The answer was, yes; we were complete.

For those who have experienced the feeling of love—there is no greater feeling.  We seem to walk around in an altered state for a period of time.  Is this nature’s way of bringing two souls together? A binding of fate or destiny?  Or are relationships catalysts for something bigger? Are they completed or finished in another moment in time, something begun before?  Is the God-particle inside us directing a way to complete this evolutionary cycle set in motion before we incarnated as a living-breathing human being on the earth plane and third dimension? A contract we signed with invisible ink? Perhaps I didn’t read the fine print, have you ever felt the same? And, Could the word “love”—have a different meaning that what we have assigned and use to define? After all, we know what it feels like, but can we really define it’s purpose? We know the love of a puppy.  The love we have for our parents.  The love we have for our friends.  The love for our children.  And, the love for our spouse, partner or significant other whether we are formally married or not;  we have made a formal commitment to someone; we are soulfully linked, and you know it—until we’re not.  Yes, there are often times children involved, but its purpose seems much grander; children complicit in our agreements.

Could L-O-V-E even be viewed as an acronym for something astronomical, celestial or astral?  Many things have a much different perspective when we view them from a distance.  Let’s say, standing on the observation deck of the Eiffel Tower, the Space Needle, the Empire State Building or whatever majestic observation deck you choose—even if it is the Grand Canyon, or from space.  We look down and from our new vantage point see the word clearly L-O-V-E.  Could it be . . . that . . .

L  is actually about = LEARNING: “The acquisition of knowledge or skills through experience, study, or by being taught: [AS MODIFIER]: an important learning process.”  (Oxford Dictionary)

From our higher vantage point, we could know and view all close and personal relationships as a learning experience. (And could even be expanded to our collective conscious and the world at large.)  Good, bad and ugly we learn something from every interaction we have—especially our interpersonal or intimate ones.  I heard once that intimacy could be defined as “into me you see.”  Wow.  If relationships are about vulnerability, trust and forgiveness is there any greater learning than the close relationships of our family or spouse—and ourself.  What better way to learn lessons of forgiveness, tolerance, and compassion.  To experience joy, bliss, and delight or the experiential emotional feelings of sorrow, sadness and heartache—or grief?  We may call in the vast multitude of lessons—unique, undefinable, varied.  Each personal and each customized for our greatest growth and Love experience.  A lesson of the heart that will be etched in our human experience forever as unique as a fingerprint.

O”  Thinking about the “O”, observation was the first word that came up,  but it seemed too passive and without movement; after all relationships like everything are dynamic and changing—and can be incitement for change.  What about “oracle”?  Could that be what the ”O” represented?  Oracles use their intuition, their innate knowing and their wisdom to advise others.  No, that didn’t fit.  When you are in a dynamic committed relationship, paradoxically we can be quite nearsighted;  able to see others’ and their folly’s and missteps, but rarely our own.  It is almost as our “sight” is blocked on purpose like a mirage—which seems to clear when the journey is complete or karma is finished.

During a walking meditation, it occurred to me, the ”O” was more like the yin/yang symbol—ah, the seen and unseen, soma and psyche—all aspects of one continuous process in the ever-changing elements: a unified system of relationships playing out with grand purpose.  (Spirit, Emotion, Mind/intellect/, Body/physical).

To the Chinese the Yin/Yang was the system and symbol of polar and complimentary aspects.  Relationships can be all that and much more.  This symbol stood for a system about motion, cyclic patterns and a process of transformation where life is everything or so it appears. Relationship’s fit there.   The balance of what we would accept as the harmonic and flourishing aspects—and the unbalance of distress, tragedy and heartbreak. A relationship elicits many aspects including courage and self-esteem, happiness, confidence.  Trust, fun, humor, and paradoxically—distrust, anger, fear, frustration, inner resistance, sadness, or jealousy. These are expressed and experienced both within ourselves and within the many relationships we share in life and in love.  Alas, maybe the “O” is all these bound into the endless circle of life . . . never finished . . . it is the halo we fail to recognize as the creations of divinity: eternal and forever in human form.

V  is for = VIBRATION- Atoms, fields of energy, law of attraction, and fields of possibility. All Vibration. Do these unseen electromagnetic forces play a major role in determining the internal properties of objects, people, places and occurrences we encountered in our daily lives; which would therefore include all of our relationships as well.  Everything, has an energetic vibration. For example, essential oils have a vibration – rose vibrates at 320 MHz! Thoughts, herbs, food, songs, art or literature.  Even the earth—a vibration to know to many as Schumann Resonance carries a certain frequency. ALL have energy and vibration. If you surround yourself with high-vibrating objects and think high-vibrating thoughts of love, peace and compassion, you cannot help but attract similar energies!

Relationships each carry a unique, shall we say, energy imprint, frequency, meaning and experience; after all no two energy patterns are alike.  And, ‘Energy is Everything.’ Are we “downloaded” information to complete these lessons—like invisible “tractor” beams—agreed upon before we descend on earth in our corporeal human forms? Or do we come with this preset potential—of what we would like and choose to experience for our learning and growth?

We all have heard the expression “good vibes— bad vibes” especially popular in the 60-70’s.  We clearly feel that resonance of vibration which a person carries at the moment; wavelike and changing. The obvious happy or sad. Vibration and energy patterns are part of our nature even if we are not aware of such things.  So, what is the trigger of attracting our “perfect mate?” The law of attraction states that “two people are brought together because of their vibrational equivalents and the because of their alignments they ‘recognize’ in each other.” Harville Hendricks says we attract the perfect partner based on our primary caregiver—with both their positive and negative traits. He states it is the negative, challenging aspects (low vibration) that we are brought together to heal and work through.  The end goal to reach the point of “Conscious Partnership”.

If we take the assumption, as all great Master’s have spoken of, that the Universe that we live in is a representation of the infinite presence of God who is love—then we have come into being to experience just that—love.  So, in our limited restricted presence of self, how do we experience this? When we participate in a relationship—whether it is with your spouse or the new kitten that showed up at your doorstep—is it all aimed at wading through your human stuff of the ego—to realize who we are and “open” our heart? To get out of head, put down our shields, be vulnerable and to experience this feeling we call love. To do this we  “call in” the best person for the job to assist us in this growth and learning experience; one that will challenge us like no other. (And, it looks different for everyone!) We are all at different stages, and one is not better than another.  It is just different. The V is the frequency of where our attractor beam is at the moment.  Always changing, always expanding—always turning—like the universe and the God particle within.  And until it is complete—whether one date or a lifetime it can serve as the greatest catalyst for something else.  We are always given the opportunity to learn, to value ourselves, and perhaps begin to understand our personal energy of self-love. If we get the lesson, we must not be afraid of using our internal guidance and know we are done; when it stops feeling good. We must say,  “I am not interested in participating in this kind of energetic exchange anymore.” After all, Loving myself is the willingness and ability to allow me the right to make my own choices for myself without any insistence that I satisfy others.  That’s unconditional love; and that’s a vibration worth loving!

“Where is your love? Why is your love?  What is your love?  . . . The grace of love heals that which has been divided.  The Grace of loves unites that which Creation has divided for the very purpose of awakening it’s own love.”

E = EVERLASTING OR ETERNITY—No matter how short or long our experience is with whatever relationship we call and choreograph, it is forever seared into the memory of our quantum DNA; our akashic inheritance stored in the Cave of Creation.  The lesson given in love complete; possibly unrealized in the moment as human. Retained in the god particle of our being. And since we are eternal and forever—so is this experience we call “Love.”

So, what is love?  It has been written about, sung about and studied since the beginning of time.  As humans, we are forever seeking, searching, holding, entering and trying to experience the love Relationship—of the divine—the feeling from “home”—  Love hurts and love heals.  Love is painful, sorrowful and brings sadness.  Love is also joyful, brings happiness and pleasure.  Perhaps, love is us searching and receiving itself—us. Both the simplest and hardest: the paradox of life; our forever quest. Love is our greatest lesson; love is the relationship with ourself.  We participate willingly in the game we call life. In the end, it is trusting, faith and compassion which are the glue of L-O-V-E. Our first and last love is  self-love; maybe that is the real test.

“Love unveils its dream before you as you enter into love’s scared sphere.  You too, stand unveiled and this begins Love’s evolutionary metamorphosis.” Pamela Eakins

“Inspired Wellness from Within”

Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP

Cathysilverhealth@gmail.com

http://www.cathrinesilver.com

Breakfast at McDonald’s

Christmas in Florida This is a wonderful true story about compassion and light–something we can all  apply in our lives.  For me recently, it was a young girl who didn’t have enough money for her groceries.  She needed 90 cents.  I gave her five. For this story it was McDonald’s.  Acts of compassion and kindness are always in season.  
     
“My last project for sociology while completing my college degree 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. . .

. . . And, There is an Angel sent to watch over you too!”

“Inspired Wellness from Within”

Cathy Silver, HC, AADP

Please visit: www.cathrinesilver.com

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Metaphors, Signs & Symbols: The Language of Spirit

Snake MedicineSpirit has  talked to us in metaphors, symbols, signs and parables since the beginning of time, and throughout our history. Have you noticed thought blocks and answers that appear so fast, they couldn’t have come from the synapses of your brain; a knowing? This happens to all of us but often we don’t take the time to listen during the course of our busy task-filled days. And if we do,  we are “outvoted” by the left side of our brain, or others around us telling us it isn’t so and, may even use the word crazy or ridiculous. (Smiling)

Some of us are not even aware that the possibility exists—messages delivered in this way. I know this was new for me– some years ago.  However, I reasoned not why, but why not?  This is the honored “third” language; the language or communication of spirit. We are all given the opportunity to talk to God, Spirit, Source or All That Is and they to us. It is a two way communication, but it’s not linear and it’s not in the spoken word.  But, the question is, do we listen?

Today as I walked the familiar route on the beautiful and still not too hot morning,  I rounded the corner and headed south on the newly renovated and landscaped sidewalk.  I paused to adjust my ear buds and a large black snake slithered across the sidewalk about 20 feet ahead of me. I stopped. I watched fascinated—as he disappeared into the small neatly trimmed hedge. Hum. All the times I had walked this walk, I had never seen a snake. In fact, I hadn’t even seen one in my yard. It reminded me of the small garner snakes of the Northwest, but much larger. Not at all startled, I continued on my way.

It wasn’t until hours later that it suddenly dawned on me—was this a message that I had almost overlooked?

There are many resources for animal totems, and we all have our favorite sources—no matter what subject. Animal Speak by Ted Andrew has always been mine regarding this subject. According to Ted, the cornerstone of snake “medicine” or totem means: Rebirth, Resurrection, Initiation and Wisdom.

He notes that the snake has always been a symbol of death and rebirth and snake medicine people are those that move between the realms of life and death for healing and for enlightenment. “Snakes are symbols of change and healing. They have speed and agility, so those who have snakes come into their life will usually find the changes and shifts occur quickly and are soon recognized and defined. When snake comes into your life you can look for a rebirth into new powers of creativity and wisdom.”

Messages from our Animals

The Spiritual & Magical Powers of Creatures Great & Small

Now, what makes this so significant for me, is this comes on the heels of birthing a retreat called SOUL to SOUL—for people who have lost a loved one—and want to connect with them—on the Otherside of the veil. This retreat is about Healing & Growing . . . Love & Purpose.

More to come . . . but it seems I have the green light from Spirit! Now, what animal has shown up in your life—and what is its message to you?

“Inspired Wellness from Within”

Cathy Silver, HC

http://www.cathysilverHealth.com

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