
We all need perspective. To me this idea is the cornerstone to living a balanced life. My goal as a reader is to remind you about your truth. I share in a way to help illuminate your path and motivate you to move forward with ease, peace and joy. For More information, please visit my website- www.intuitivepathfinder.com
Monday, August 26, 2013
Follow yourself, listen to your intuition
"Become the psychic you've dreamed you could be!" "Be your best today at exactly what you want to do!" "Don't wait, we have the way for you to heal your life!"
We've all heard or read these types of pitches many places. I say GO WITH YOUR GUT! Brene Brown challenges this very idea that the crux of our identity is wrapped up or shall I say exposed in our shame and our ability to be vulnerable. Then a happen chance conversation with two women-who can listen-reinforced this concept. I've always wondered how we can maintain the feeling of inspiration after we've left a great conference, seminar or interaction that filled us up. I now know. In those moments we got to feel connected and vulnerable (because we felt safe or took a risk and it worked out). Our heart only knows how to operate this way. When we step back into parts of the myth, our heart experiences resistance and voila! We struggle to let go of energies or negativity that doesn't serve us.
I am hearing it loud and clear from the heavens, follow you and only you, you know what is best for you!
I do realize what I am saying right here is sharing a message that says, "You don't need a reading, you need to trust you." I also am no fool and understand that when I read for others my intent is to empower you, so you don't have to follow a fad, you return to following you in all your magnificence.
If life seems confusing to you, ask for answers from your inner guidance. Ask the Universe to help, to give you ques to support your journey. We are not alone and we can find a common ground which unites us.
I've thrown my hat in the ring to speak out of state. Please send intention that this broad broadens!
Thursday, June 20, 2013
The Messenger in my life
"Well," Scratching my head, "it took me long enough!"
This image is my cat. My second time I've had him. He didn't run away or get lost and return. He died
and came back. It has taken me so long to understand it. When I was a child I had a black cat named
Rascal. He was great, he loved me and was my best friend....even though he was a cat, not a dog. He
died when he was 9 years old. Strikingly, I believe that is the number of completion!
Then a half decade ago we fostered a mama cat who was a stripped short hair and not striking at all!
She bore some beautiful kittens. Two were fluffy with the softest fur and great coloring. Two were
short hairs like her and had nice markings as well. One of them was black on top and white on the bottom
with a little blacky ink mark against his stunningly white fur on his back leg. I named him smudge and I
knew we needed to keep that kitty with us. However, I didn't know why. A friend mentioned animals returning
to be with us again in the same life. I thought about this and when I looked at my own circuit of cats, it
dawned on me that Rascal is Smudge. The more I sat with it, the more I could see this to be true. Rascal died
with this sore in his mouth and just where he had that sore, smudge has a black spot in his mouth. Rascal
had a funny thing with his tail, so did Smudge, upon birth.
So I accepted the possibility of Smudge being Rascal and Rascal being Smudge. One day it dawned on me that
Rascal was all black with a little white on his throat. As a child I said what I thought to people and they
seemed to listen, I had a little power with my voice. Now Smudge's under carriage is all white and he is bathed
in black on top dripping down like chocolate. He is masked by the black.
So this begs the question. Once Smudge releases from this life, what will he take with him? I think Rascal took
a lot of my personal injuries with him. I believe he kept me healthy and made sacrifice for me through his own
shortened life. Smudge is loving me a lot. He is dedicated to me and comes running when I call. Drama or love?
Hard to tell, he is a cat!
So what is to come? I suspect an improved version of Smudge and Rascal's legacy. I hope, in a sign that I've
grown far, he'll come in a white variety? See, if we all tune into these things in our lives, WOW what we can
find!!!
"Please, no photos" -Smudge
Friday, May 17, 2013
Monday, April 22, 2013
If we only find community through tragedy we must find purpose through the tragedy to find community outside of tragedy
I was thinking about how humans are a bit more isolated than I feel is
healthy for us. Then I thought about that in contrast to a tragedy in
our culture. When I pair the two what I come up with is we come together
when there is a tragedy. We begin to be honest about needing each other,
we know how to help another person without having to ask how.
Spiritually this teaches us a few things. Is the tragedy occurring in response
to our lack of connectedness? I'd define this as the people who commit the act
are feeling unloved, they don't actually feel connected. They could be living a
life which appears highly fulfilling on the outside but is not so on the inside.
We have become afraid to express ourselves emotionally and this is an obstacle
to finding support in the void of going through the motions of life vs. living
life. So to me searching for "what is wrong with this person." This statement will
grow more and more confusing with each passing tragedy. Why? Because it is fulfiling
our manifestation that there is a pattern in them, not us. It is the pattern in us
that we need to examine, not the alleged perpetrator.
Secondly, we are silently asking for love. Each of us is. You think back to 911 and
what America became for a few days. We helped each other, we didn't have airplanes
flying overhead. The world suspended, we were quieter, in shock yes but also awe.
My heart was overturned but in time that made fodder for new growth. It feels hurtful
to know people were lost in these tragedies. That feels hurtful and wrong. It is not
in our nature to hurt each other, or is it? We can turn to what sells in America, violence
sells and the stakes are pretty high right now with the level of violence shown even in a
preview. When we ask for more violence, in media and movies, etc. Then we can't wonder why
more has come in reality. If we do, I think we are a little misguided.
I spoke today with somebody about "Gun Control" even that is a silly notion. The more
we control guns the more violence and resistance will shift into being. We need to stop
looking to the government as the parent and stay in that connected to our neighbor
space that serves us and them. I vote for connection! Do you?
Amy
Friday, April 19, 2013
Can you live inside this story anymore?
As I've been driving around the city these past days I can't help but look at
billboards and want to cry. I can't live inside this story anymore. This is a
story about lies about fake, fakey, fake! I have started defining it as the "lies"
and prayed in gratitude that my husband can live in the lie and take it or leave it.
I can't do that which makes me feel weak.
However, today I took back my power on this front. I signed up for an email system.
The said they make it really easy! They shared it is so important for an email to be
free of jargin or defined so everybody can understand it. I looked at their videos and
went deeper for direction. Their direction was FULL of jargin. HA! I emailed the young
associate who told me "his design team would help me." Ha! I haven't heard back from him.
I wrote in my email that this advice about loosing jargin has been lost on them. I told
him it made me laugh. I love laughing at the absurd! What a joy. This is a bad parent in
the making, this company. Yes, I can embrace the irony of my shadow right here!
The point is, be straight with people because that will make this story change and I
can't wait until the mainstream story is Cancer has a cure, you are supported
and loved and you can have it and know it now. Because this story is true now and I
hope everybody knows this story in the coming years!
I'm hosting an emotional release workshop in June, this is not to be missed and only
5 people can participate! Register as soon as you see the class info come out!
Love to everybody, even the email guy and "his design team".
Thursday, January 10, 2013
In the end the story changes
There is a myth in my family. A myth about who we become in the minds of those left behind when we die. My family makes people bigger than life because there is a little liar in each person in my family, a desire to embellish or make it bigger than it is. It is subtle because I was raised by the smart judgmentals. This was a recipe for solid growth for me.
So I decided to think about what would happen if I passed away. From the mother who now tells me, "It is difficult to love you because I know too much about you." Or purposely rejects me when I am in my darkest moments. As much as this sounds like "ouchy" material
it is the perfect way for me to feel separation which is what I believe we are here to experience so we can come back to the oneness. She is just playing a role to establish these feelings of rejection and ultimately separation.
So I manifest a life that is about "I will never be enough, I am inherently wrong and that no matter what I do, in the eyes of my family, a burden and malicious."
So I take this thought about what I've said above and pair it with the passing of my father. Watching the deck of cards shuffle and be dealt. Two people got jokers and they aren't happy. Two people didn't care what hand they were dealt, one retreated and one jumped in to steer the ship. Each noble choices. One sat atop the experience pointing like the highest of the highs, crying when it was appropriate and making all the right moves on the chess board to protect oneself as this one holds the most power on that board. So in my Eulogy, hopeful it is spoken from the heart but in the event it is spoken from the mind, I can bet the words will unfold from this quote from me: "My life is made into great lore from the eyes of my family."
All I can really claim is, life is about perception, my perception is
I would have signed up for this and I would again. This is living in odd wrapping.
Resistance creates friction, friction creates heat
Yep, the topic is global warming. The place is Earth.
This energy experience, meaning Earth, is a place where the law is contrast. The answer is always in the contrast. The law of attraction is about contrast. So if we go back to the ice age, we had dinosaurs, animals who roamed the earth and had low functioning brains. It is possible our current depiction of dinosaurs is off a bit? What if dinosaurs had ipods, meaning they used their intuition to make movement through their lives. Thus, they never separated from their alignment.
So if we blast forward to today. The contrast is the age of heat? Why would this be? The human brain has become quite savvy. However, many of us have separated from our alignment with our truth, relying on free-will. Because of this we judge others and ourselves~harshly. This creates resistance and the result is friction which interestingly creates heat.
I have no solutions, just an observation I wanted to point out. My speculations center around; we need to ditch free-will, we will all heal and have space for everybody if we stop the resistance and see ourselves and others for the divine beings they and we truly are.
Are you going to keep letting fear and resistance stand in your way?
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