Channeled Message 8.15.13

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We wish to speak to you about a topic that may make some of you extremely uncomfortable (uh oh). It is the topic of Self-Love. So many of you see yourselves as less than or unworthy and we laugh deeply at this perception. We do not understand you humans who need to quantify yourself. What makes you better than the next person? What makes you worthy? What makes you loveable? What makes you less than?

What if you sat down and listed all the qualities you loved about yourself. Then, in the next column, all the things you disliked. We scratch our heads at this because we fear the ‘dislike’ column would have more in it than the ‘love’ column.

In order for you to advance to the next level, whatever that means for you, you need to embrace ALL of you, not just what you deem as good. You must embrace your wholeness. For you are whole, you are not piecemeal. You are one unified, sanctified unit.

It is time now for you to make peace with those signs inside of you that do not fit the mold of whom you think you should be. It is time to examine what holds you back from doing this. It is time to let go of the old, outdated misconceptions and embrace the change of the new. You cannot advance any further if you continue to cling to outdated emotions, feelings or perceptions.

We wish to repeat: You are one unified, sanctified unit. You are not piecemeal. You cannot choose the qualities you wish you had, you must make do with the qualities you have.

This One (me), upon re-reading this missive, has had an epiphany. She understands what we spoke of in the last paragraph is as a human race in whole, not as an individual person. Does that change your perspective?

What if you knew each and every one of you are facing the same challenges? That you are all in the ‘same boat’ so to speak? Would that make you kinder towards those who have the same afflictions as you see in yourself? Would it make you kinder TOWARDS yourself? We think it might for to see the sins in another person, is to see them in you.

We strongly advise you to be cautious of what you deem as ugly or unfit or undesirable as it is not just yourself you are judging, it is the entire human race.

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“Why did this happen?” or “Why isn’t this happening?!” When I’m asked these type of questions, they are always referring to things of a physical nature. When these types of questions are posed, I often don’t hear an answer from the Guys. Now, if I was asked, “What am I supposed to learn from this, spiritually?” or “Have I learned what I needed to learn?” You will most often get an answer.

You see, us humans are used to looking at things in a physical way. We don’t often use our spiritual eyes to see why something may or may not have happened.  The Guys aren’t typically concerned with the physical as their ‘job’ is to help you with your spiritual growth. Most of the time they are not interested in discussing why something did or didn’t happen on the physical plane because what happened on the spiritual realm trumps it. 

I try not to use my intuitive gifts unless I’m asked to do so, but sometimes these gifts are so much a part of me that it happens without me even knowing it. Sometimes they are so intrinsically woven into the fabric of who I am, I can’t tell what my thoughts are from those that are divinely inspired.

A case in point is this: I was talking with my oldest niece (and closest twin-in-a-past-life bestie). She’s dealing with the death of a two year relationship. She’s trying to heal from the heartache, the loss of a dream and the betrayal she uncovered.  While she is viewing things on the physical plane, I am able to give her a spiritual glimpse of why the physical outcome, although painful now, may have just safe guarded the life she desires.

She lives in a very small town and sees her ex beau and his (pregnant) fiancé often. I was thinking of how raw this would be for her until she heals. Then I had these thoughts:

1.    What if she was saved from a life of hurt, resentment and disgust because she refused to (this time) compromise her values and desires?

2.    What if, by holding tight to what she felt she needed in order for her to be truly happy, she ‘opted out’ of a relationship that would be filled with mistrust, unhappiness and control?

3.    What if, by doing this, she is telling the Universe that she’s a force to be reckoned with and she will not lower her standards. She will wait for The One who will inspire, fully commit and love/respect her as she has come to love/respect herself?

Interesting, huh? So now let’s look at what might have been if she had compromised her values.

1.    She may have married a man who would not have been faithful to her and could not give her what she needed.

2.    She may have found she didn’t feel loved, heard, appreciated or respected.

3.    She would have been largely responsible for taking care of his 4 rebellious children.

4.    She would have, once again, repeated the sins of her past and would have set herself up to learn a much harder lesson next time.

And as far as the new fiancé goes, maybe one of her needs in this lifetime is to deal with such issues so she can overcome and be done with them. I truly don’t know as I’m not doing this intuitively. I’m just saying for every person there are lessons to be learned in order to spiritually grow, heal and move forward.

Now that’s the stuff my Guys choose to talk about to those who will listen (not everyone does) and that’s the kind of spin or enlightenment I can bring to the table with their help. Quite different from the physical view and it feels energetically lighter, wouldn’t you agree?

There are so many things that are hidden from our physical view and I’m thankful for that. We humans can’t possibly understand why things happen or don’t happen. But, true fact, when we open our spiritual eyes and close our physical ones, a shift in perception occurs.

Beauty

When I do my Work (Intuitive Reiki), I constantly see the internal and energetic beauty of my clients. I see how kind, caring, trustworthy, loyal, trusting and forgiving they are. I don’t see them as they physically view themselves which may involve seeing a body that’s too fat, a nose that’s too big or even thighs that are too ‘dimpled.’

I once had a client sincerely ask, “I have this scar. Do you think someone could love me in spite of that?”  She was really concerned this scar would be viewed as a negative even though it was less than an inch long and on her arm.

When we view ourselves as less than (or uglier than), it literally creates a ripe breeding ground for self-abuse, self-worth and self-esteem issues to thrive. I would say 9 out of 10 of my female clients currently or have been abusive towards themselves. They may say things like, “I hate my body because I’m so fat” or “I’m embarrassed by my ugly knees” or even “My upper arms are flabby so I won’t wear short sleeves.”

This is what these beautiful women are ruminating upon. They aren’t seeing their beauty as they are focusing solely on the self-perceived negative. I’m telling you, I don’t see ANY of that. It pains my heart – sometimes to the point of physical tears and/or overwhelming anger – that these amazing, vibrantly beautiful energetic beings treat themselves so harshly and believe in their self-imposed psychological abuse.

And as if being unkind to ourselves wasn’t enough, we have strangers saying demeaning and derogatory comments about our physical uniqueness.

A client recently told me earlier in her life she had been involved in a work related accident. This accident left her needing over 50 surgeries to repair the damage to her lower legs. She’s lucky to have the use of her legs. She showed me the scars. These scars covered about half of her shins and looked as if her legs had been severely burned.

She then told me she had once been wearing shorts at a public outdoor event and some unknown ‘gentleman’ (I use that term loosely!) asked her how she could go out in public looking like that. He said he was repulsed; her legs were disgusting and gross and she should cover them up in public. If she didn’t, he was going to be sick. Yep. True story. Does it leave you feeling as horrified as it did me?

While she was telling me her story, I had placed my hands over my eyes and was shaking my head. I didn’t want to ‘see’ what was coming next. My heart ached for this woman who is aspiring to be a nurse because she has a passion to help those who are ill or in pain. This beautiful woman, who is filled with gentle, nurturing and stalwart energy and has already overcome so much, was distraught over what a callus stranger had said. She chose not to wear shorts in public again. Ever.

She may have been feeling very self-conscious prior to the unwarranted and unwanted verbal attack. She may even have even thought some of those very same things. This may be why his criticism had such a profound effect on her.

My husband had a similar situation, but he handled it differently. He was walking on a treadmill at a local gym and some unknown woman said, “Your legs are too big. They are just gross!” My husband, who is a body builder, was actually flattered by this as he WANTS big legs.  Instead of commenting unkindly about her own figure, he said, “I don’t recall asking for your opinion.”  Well boooyah!

While this incident didn’t bother him in the self-conscious way, it could have and all because of some insensitive stranger who chose to vocalize their own version of what they deem as beautiful.

I am appalled, APPALLED that there are people – fellow brothers and sisters in the human race – who feel it is acceptable to belittle and verbally abuse a person about a physical issue they don’t find aesthetically pleasing. Even worse, as was the case with my client, if the abusee believes the strangers comment holds value, they will alter their life and essentially commit themselves to a self-imposed jail sentence.

Why do we tend to focus on what we (or others) deem as ugly or disgusting? When we do this, we become a prisoner in our own mind and body. What if we stopped staring at people who were physically different than us. What if we stopped for a moment and took a spiritual look at them. If we did, we might understand this person(s) asked to be physically unique in order to overcome obstacles they and others put such a high value upon, one of them being beauty.  What if you knew they chose to physically stand out so they could empower themselves and others to see beauty. Would that change your perception?

Maybe the next time you see someone who doesn’t quite meet your definition of physical beauty, you will opt to see them with clearer (spiritual) eyes. Perhaps you will realize it’s not about their physical beauty, it’s all about the beauty that lies within.

Camping

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I am a city girl. Yes, in the name of love, I’ve herded cattle (think: dusty/dirty), participated in a Rocky Mountain oyster harvest (think: disgusting and smelly) and even shaved a few sheep (think: hot and itchy) but at the end of the day, I was always able to climb into a warm shower and a clean bed. The only wildlife I had to worry about was house pets.  Camping? In the wilderness?! Are you kidding me?!

As it turns out, not kidding me. Before I met my husband, I did not ‘do’ camping unless you considered staying at the Holiday Inn camping.

Alas, I fell in love with a man who loved the outdoors. He liked to canoe, hike, camp, fish and take care of bodily functions in the woods. I liked clean fingernails, un-inflatable beds and the comforts of home which included a non-portable, private potty with soap and running water.

Enter, stage left: My outdoors-y husband. We were well into our dating relationship. He’d seen me without makeup and in my most unflattering pair of sweat pants. He thought I was cute. He thought we should try camping.  I asked what his version of camping was. He said tent. I said, “tent?!” Tent.  “Outhouse and tent?” Outhouse and tent.  Oh super hey.

I knew what he was doing. Either he was that transparent or I am just that good. He was putting me through the last paces in order to determine if he should invest more time into me. Once again, in the name of love, City Girl went camping.

He took me to Maplewood State Park. He set up the campsite while I parked my carcass on a folding chair and enjoyed a cold toddy. There was just something about the energy of the campground that was so serene and calming. I noticed a difference in Trinity’s mood right away. He was less stressed, he joked more often and was more playful.

I found myself relaxing and believing I could do this. I mean, there was a nice (comparatively speaking) port-a-potty right by our campsite, the scenery was beyond beautiful and there were tons of trails to explore.

Then there was the grilling of the food, the crackling of the campfire and the allure of star gazing. Man, I was hooked (Alert: Fishing pun in case you missed it!). One night was all it took to convert a ‘must shower every day’ gal to one that didn’t care if her teeth were brushed.

A few months later, while we were camping, Trinity admitted taking me camping WAS a test (Aha! I knew it! Men!). Then, after months of being met with silence when I told him I loved him, he quietly said, “I love you, too.”

It’s camping season again and we are armed with a new, larger tent. Trinity tells me I won’t know how to act as you can stand up in this one. He does spoil me so.  We’ll have baby doll with us and I’m looking forward to watching her giggle-squeal in delight at the raccoons, squirrels and fishies.

I’m also looking forward to not showering, sleeping on an inflatable bed and getting dirt under my fingernails. My, oh my, how tent camping does de-princess-ize me.

Desert

When I say the word, ‘desert’, what image does it conjure for you? For me, it evokes visions of scorching sand, hot, dry air and a barren, almost lifeless landscape. Blech. For some of you, this sounds like a dream come true, maybe even paradise. For me, it sounds like hell.  I don’t like extreme heat, I despise sweating and I hate feeling like I can’t breathe. So how in the holy blue blazes did I find myself in a desert? Here’s the kicker; I created it. Yep, in my mind. Worst yet, I believed it. I thought I WAS sweltering in a desert and that things around me were drying up or dying. I felt frustrated, angry and resentful. These are feelings I don’t personally care for.

What am I clucking about? This was a vision Susie brought to life during one of our recent Reiki sessions. She drew a verbal picture of what I was feeling. Then she said, “It’s an illusion. It’s not real. There’s water under the sand. In fact, it’s an iceberg and it’s only about an inch underneath the sand. All you need to do is scrape the sand away and there’s your water.”

So the desert image was just an illusion, but it felt real. I mean, NOTHING physically was happening in my life. Here I thought everything was drying up and I couldn’t even coax a cough out of an idea.  It was incredibly liberating to remember that if I tweaked my perspective a little bit, I could change what was going on around me. Well, leDUH! I mean, seriously! I KNOW this stuff. I’m often asked to inform clients, “What you think is real, isn’t. It’s an illusion. What you think is black is really white.” And yet sometimes, obviously, I can’t see the forest through the trees.

Another case in point: I recently went to a new chiropractor/acupuncturist. I told her I had chronic sinus infections. She said, “Do you eat/drink dairy?” I replied, “I don’t drink cow’s milk but occasionally eat yogurt and cheese.”  Without missing a beat, this petite powerhouse said, “Do you drink whey protein?” {Insert crickets chirping and me staring like a deer in the headlights.} AND THERE IT IS!! Yes. I. Drink. Whey (read: cow’s milk). Protein.  It was another head slapping, eye-rolling, DUH moment.

AND (no coincidences, right?), I received this Note from the Universe the day after Susie’s and my Reiki session:

“Just knowing that good things are now happening for you behind the curtains of time and space, which will soon spill into your life, is enough to make good things start happening for you.  Always know this, Melissa. Because they are.”

I mean, REALLY!!!

My point being, if I must have one, is that we all need someone who can help us see the bigger picture.  We get bogged down in the mucky-muck and can’t get free. We get caught in a fog and can’t seem to see our way clear.  We may have moments of lucidity but for the most part, we are stuck on a hamster wheel.

I’m blessed to have several of those ‘bigger picture’ souls in my life. Each one has their own niche and each one is invaluable to me.

Earlier I stated, “….we all need someone who can help us see the bigger picture.” Truly, I could have just written, ‘we all need someone.’