My Spiritual Journey ~ Or Journey to Spirit

My greatest FEAR is "being sick and being alone".... and now I am that very thing - at least in the physical aspects of this life.  See:  Living with Silent Syndromes.  I have no one close to lean on, be co-dependent on, and from my terrifying childhood in regards to "unknown illnesses", having ALL the "real" illnesses possible and being told I would die at age 7 of a disease I didn't even have, I grew up in terror of being sick, and of no one to take care of me. I was in total terror when my Mother left me alone to go to her night school (my Dad was there but not really and that is a another story).... and my parents did not have ANY outward spiritual beliefs, and so there I was: no identity but a sick child, scared and alone....and lost.... but with clues to my spiritual path here and there...and that is where my story begins...

INTRODUCTION...why I am sharing this in public on my web site...

I really think that religions are all the same and that it is "semantics" ... God is the same as Higher Power. I BELIEVE that each soul is a "piece of God"...and that MY Higher Power is "my piece" IN my soul... my connection if you will. Pray is the same as meditate.... Heaven is the same as a "state of being" and maybe not "pearly gates" - unless one expects to find those when they "cross over"... that heaven is what each one expects....

I cannot believe that a loving GOD would turn away people raised as Jewish, Buddhist, Jehovah's Witnesses (had run ins with them in my journey!) and all the rest of the world's faiths ... the more important thing is the person's SOUL AND INNER SELF- if they are good and unconditionally loving people.

I believe that each person's spiritual journey is theirs alone, each path is different, and anyone that would preach/force their particular brand of beliefs on another is being at the very least unkind... it's so individual and it's a journey. I realize there are people who are lost in that they would get into cults, or negative beliefs, and that is their path/lesson to find their way out of.... but that is another subject.

I do watch John Edward- Cross Country - (today's medium, a person who comes from love and from the God Spirit, and that I feel is not in any way contradictory to any religious beliefs) on the WE channel Saturday nights. I totally believe in what he does - connecting people with departed loved ones through his seminars, books... two of which I have read before my shoulders gave out:  - Crossing Over : The Stories Behind the Stories
by John Edward and One Last Time : A Psychic Medium Speaks to Those We Have Loved and Lost

I do believe our soul is ALL LOVE, UNCONDITIONAL - because that is the part of God...the universal mind, the connecting threads.... it's all words... and so semantics....

Life is harder for me because I do know we are still us when we pass out of this physical body. Because of my own irrefutable proof in my life, I KNOW we reincarnate and learn more...that is why it is even harder to want to stay here in this sick body... Sometimes I pray to die when my health pain and issues overwhelm me... but obviously my Higher Self has more for me to do in this body, whether I like it or not...my JOB is to find what that is, and to find a way to be okay with that! So.... "God" is protecting me even from myself....and what I need to do is get my own fears out of the way... because my prayers (meditations) ARE answered all the time, with utterly magical results that I can see very clearly...just when my body's PAIN blocks out that reality I flounder....

So....I do have a foundation NOW... I just need to learn to step up onto it and STAY THERE where it is safe, peaceful and I am guided .... I just keep falling off or even stepping off...

I have for so long let anything and everything distract me from truly re-adjusting to this new life I created for myself.... when I was busy with the house and legal things, I was nice and busy and had no time to "be"... and now here I am with all those things done and OH OH... ! I am reminding myself of the positive things I envisioned for my life alone in my home... my excitement of being FREE from the negative things... I let fear take over again... (my bad habit!)....

I do have music on right now, as I am here to check on things and write a little...that is positive and peaceful. I have a lot of American Indian songs/music that make me feel sooo good! I feel very connected to the American Indians and feel I did live once as a peaceful Chumash California Indian... It's scary for me to get more into my spiritual reality in public ...one reason for just putting it all out there on my web site like I did my health stuff... go right through the fear and just say...hey, this is me.... be brave and not "need" everyone to accept me... !!

So.... as best I can recollect each thing...I am going to tell my own personal spiritual journey. I will refer to books as I go....but again, it is MY journey, appropriate only for me. I share it as a way to remind and re-focus myself, because there were many years, over 20 years ago, when I was walking on my spiritual path, unafraid - before my life changed, distractions and confusions came into my consciousness, and finally my health taking a major turn for the worse, demanding all my focus...and I share this too, for those who are interested and might even get one little bit of information for their own journey.... or just simply know me better....

What is METAPHYSICS? Before I start my own spiritual "bio", here is where I "am at" in my outlook for now... I am not a "finished product" by any means and hope to still grow, evolve and so I can only speak from now and update as my experiences and belief's do.... and always keep in mind, these are ONLY  my OWN opinions! Books I have read along the way that influenced me are in bold yellow.

"Metaphysics" the very term only means "more than physics" or higher physics....and I think that science and religion DO go hand in hand, - that all the things that Jesus did (and I DO believe he did all that was written that he did, include rising up) WERE/ARE "metaphysical" ie: scientific realities... how about that!? In the same way I believe all the little miracles and blessings that a dear relative of my ex-husband's has gotten from Baba are also the same "science".....India's great man Sai Baba is a spiritual man, an advanced man...not as advanced as Jesus, no....I don't think anyone was before or after Jesus was/is as advanced in THE knowledge.... and of course a Christian would say that is because he is the son of God. Here I will be very straightforward with you... I went through my life's journey from believing he is the son of God "in the biblical sense" to believing he is/was THE most advanced human being on earth (well, as far as my limited study into other religions...but really, probably because even the dali lama just sits alone and levitates probably... he did not go out and change the world.... well as far as my own limited knowledge of those beliefs.

I feel that humans NEED religion to hang on to, to give life meaning, to belong to a group, to feel needed, to be able to give to others and in many ways some churches may be very good.... what turned me away was MAN's twisted use of any and all religions, including Christianity - that ended up hurting other groups of people, taking away that other group's beliefs, forcing Christianity on them, stripping whole cultures away and even killing them, all in the name of god and Jesus... The utter brutality of HUMANS is crushing to my heart and finally turned me away from all forms of organized religions.

I truly STUDIED the Christian bible in a group and I read a book that took all the archeological aspects of the bible and proved them with REAL HISTORY and for a while that was very exciting, because I thought, if all those things really happened, then all the things in the bible must be right, right?

Problem for me, is that MAN translated and translated and translated it....and began to use this new religion for their own use.... I remember when I was becoming unhappy with my church, even with a minister I liked, I felt that the small bible study group was more REAL "church" ...because there was no agenda, just people studying, questioning freely, discussing, learning...and it felt right. Why I even left off THAT was when questions I had that were deeper had no answers from my minister or the bible... questions that eventually got real answers when I turned my questing toward "metaphysics".... That is when I found (I believe firmly that books find their way into our hands as they are needed on our journey, at the right time and there is no such thing as a coincidence.) a book called LIFE AFTER LIFE by a medical doctor: Life after Life The Investigation of a Phenomenon--Survival of Bodily Death by Raymond A. Moody... that totally took away my utter FEAR OF DEATH that had haunted me all my life...the age old question "Is this all there is" and if it is, then life/death means nothing and is just too scary...

The second book that came into my hands via a positive thinking class given by my local small town (religious based, can't remember if it was Presbyterian) hospital was

THE POWER OF YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS MIND by Joseph Murphy. This book about the "little man with a file cabinet in the back of your mind with all the answers you need" ...and a meditation from it, that I still use today, changed my life and journey profoundly.

It is important to note that in every book there are parts TO DISCARD... that you must read with a skeptical mind and only take away the parts that FEEL RIGHT FOR YOU and discard the rest. No one man has all the answers. I will note other books as I tell my story in chronological order...

My Beginnings (I have also put in yellow the first few words of specific experiences that influenced the direction of my journey)

On the whole my childhood was rather a black hole of illness, fears, and struggle to go to school. My Mother's Mother believed in everything from UFOs, meeting Jesus in person, to having psychic readings, oh and that she talked to her animals including "Freddy the fly" that walked around the walls when I went to be babysat as a young child. I remember sneaking to the doorway of her living room, after I was put to bed, to watch in fascination the TV show my Grandma watched religiously - Oral Roberts [from Wikipedia Granville Oral Roberts (born January 24, 1918) is an American neo-Pentecostal televangelist. He is also a leader in the charismatic movement and a former faith healer] that "healed" people in very dramatic ways...I was not sure what to think of this scary man who placed his hands on people and yelled loudly and they would fall over....so of course when my Grandmother tried to heal ME of my tummy ache by laying her hands on my tummy and praying like Oral did, I was so scared I pretended my tummy got better just to please her!

My Mom admitted to me later in life that when she married my Catholic raised Father, she "crossed her fingers behind her back" during the ceremony where she had to say she would raise her children Catholic. In fact the only memory of church I have is dressing up as a tiny tot in a fancy dress, gloves and a little hat for Easter services at a Presbyterian church. We may have gone once for a Christmas eve service too but mostly we did not go to church at all.  My Father was not one for any church, having been raised by a rather strict "children should be seen and not heard" Catholic Mother who felt herself "royalty" for some reason. My Father retreated behind a newspaper or book most of my life, inaccessible. My Mother seemed to have a basic faith all the time in general because I remember her telling me "if it were not for my faith, I would not have made it through your childhood troubles." (oh joy for a kid to hear!) Mom did not believe in forcing anyone to go to church, and it is only now, in her later years that she enjoys going each Sunday.

So all in all, I had a lot of fears, and no structure, no solid beliefs of any kind.

My first real memory of something spiritual or "extra sensory" was when I was in High School. I was very close to one girlfriend, and one day as we both left school to go home on the opposite sides of the large school, I HEARD her YELL "Lyne!"....I looked around and behind me (I was walking all alone across an empty field to my home, all by myself) and could not see her. It was definitely her distinct voice and I was a bit freaked out. I hurried home and called her as fast as I could...I hardly got out what I heard when she screamed on the other end of the phone, and told me that she had witnessed the boy I had a crush on at the time, barely escape a major car accident and had thought or yelled IN HER MIND: "Lyne!"  At that point we became a bit hysterical as teenage girls will do, but there was no denying that we had a major "mental telepathy" experience. I held on to that single incident like a life preserver for years as my only proof that there was "more to life than just a physical body". I think over the years I may have had 2-3 more striking experiences but so far in between, and no one to talk to about it... My "kooky grandmother"? No, she was a bit too strange for me to feel comfortable with and my Mother let me know she felt her Mother was crazy in that department. My Mother? Hardly. She would not listen to anything that sounded like HER Mother's "stuff".  My mother is a very down to earth, practical no nonsense type. I did not have anyone or any way of finding out what this was or how to make it happen again. It in some ways made me feel more lost and lonely....with just that tiny ray of confused hope.

Skipping past my awkward, uncomfortable (with all my health issues, and resulting emotional issues) school years, I ended up marrying my second boyfriend when I was 18 years old. My first husband was introduced to me by my first boyfriend, if you could call him that- he only wanted one thing and when he didn't get it, he handed me off, literally, to his friend who was to become my first husband, at a college dance! While I was dating my first husband, Bill, he let me know he had a solid Christian foundation, being raised by his Grandmother who made sure the boys went to church....a sweet loving woman who baked a lot....that is important, remember that for later - that she loved to bake cookies and great meals.

Bill had a repaired heart, (he was actually the first person to get a pig's heart valve by the then famous heart surgeon!) but enlisted in the Marines with a note from his surgeon, in order to prove to himself that he was healthy I guess... and it was before he went off to Boot Camp that I had my first really profound spiritual experience.

One quiet night, after my parents had gone to bed, Bill and I were sitting quietly on the couch in the living room. He had an unusual expression on his face, rather peaceful and almost glowing (I would say later in life I was probably seeing his aura).... and I asked him "What are you thinking?".  He said "I was praying that you would know God so you would have some support when I go off to the Marines."  THE SECOND he said this, the entire room (a very very large hand made living/family room expanse with a dining area and kitchen continuing right across the "room" area) was FILLED with such an ENERGY that it was almost palpable...like one could reach out and feel it, take a handful of it...and I jumped up from my place sitting on the floor at his feet and began to cry my eyes out, I mean REALLY bawling my head off...as I walked THROUGH this "energy" and felt it, soaked in it and named it "God". I cannot describe in mere words how utterly tangible this HUGE, VAST energy, how powerful, how loving, how real it was. It was this night in my life I came to believe in "God" - in the rather conventional way of "the man in the sky, Christian based idea. *I know now, from all my accumulated personal experience, that for ME this energy was/is ME- MY SOUL - the very essence of the whole me...my Higher Consciousness, Higher Self, the sum of all that I am with this truly unconditional loving, creative, positive center of ME. But it took YEARS of more experiences to reach that realization/epiphany.... But at least I had the "base" - the foundation.... After that night I still only had a bible from Bill and did not quite understand, but did my best to see "God" as my FATHER - something that was sorely missing in my life of my "non interactive father"....

In short, Bill went to boot camp, made his heart murmur worse with the rigorous Marine training and they booted him out (of course not taking any responsibility for causing it to be worse and nearly killing him...just handed him is medical discharge and that was that...saved from Viet Nam.  So he was gone really only for the weeks it took for boot camp, graduation and some part of additional harder training. We had planned to get married after he got home "from the war" ... so at this point we got our parents permission (me being only 18) and we had a beautiful traditional wedding that remains a bit of a blur... We did not go to church, and while he fought his demons from boot camp (it was pretty harsh back then I guess) and worked to find his career (becoming an accountant)... we followed the "usual path" and finally moved from our apartment where my son was born in 1970, there was a big earth quake (right near Northridge actually...Canoga Park was where we lived at the time)...

I see UFO'S....NOT REALLY... ;)

During the time before my son's birth, while we lived in an apartment, I was still searching and got a hold of a book called Chariots of the Gods by Erich Von Daniken, Michael Heron (Translator) that I read avidly and scared myself half to death with... it seemed to prove what I just could not accept at the time, but taught me one really good lesson then.... WITH ANY BOOK, TAKE WHAT YOU FEEL IS RIGHT, AND LEAVE THE REST....  Currently I cannot believe we are alone, period...and as I watch the NASA channel and how we are looking through telescopes that are way out beyond our atmosphere, to solar systems that are so like our own... weeelll... !?  No I never saw a UFO...but I know people I respect who did... Anyway... back to spirituality...

At the time I found my way to the books that were more about metaphysics than UFO's. I  remember reading a few of the EARLY books by Ruth Shick Montgomery (like HERE AND HEREAFTER)  before she seemed to go off the deep end...and I also read all the early books by the (to me) even more believable psychic - Edgar Cayce. His books were the BEST, as I read the biography and other books and literally watched a man fight the fears of his conventional southern Christianity upbringing that made him feel this abilities and inner knowledge were that of the "devil".... a man who really gave so much knowledge, enlightenment and help to people around him....there are collections and individual books by this man and his biography, so I won't list them out, but I really believe he was the ONE true medium/psychic of his time.  

Around 1974 we found a house of our own in the bedroom community of Simi Valley.  I was pretty scared of life, trying hard to "pray" and handle a son with a birth defect and an anger in his little self...I think even then he blamed me for this birth defect, and I sure blamed myself.... and I would try to "talk to God" but life was pretty emotionally hard.... I kept my fears and immaturity deep inside - making myself a MOTHER only, not a person. I tried to "be" just to care for my son. (in a not so healthy way coming from my much damaged childhood - I did not hit him, more like yelled way too much or went in my room, closed the door and did art work because I did not know what else to do... (Thank Goodness my son has now forgiven me, and he is one of the best things of my life, I could not BE more proud of the man, husband and Father he has become!!!)....

Anyway, at this time Bill and I joined the local Presbyterian church...and as with all things, when I get into something I jump in with both feet, learning like crazy, went to bible study (didn't hurt the minister was CUTE and liked his "all woman bible study", and seemed at the time to be very open minded and almost spiritual... Ultimately he was the one that failed me utterly and one main reason I left organized religion).... But BIBLE STUDY - especially reading a book on Bible Archeology was very fascinating to me, I was so starved for spiritual answers!  I do believe the bible (King James) was very accurate in archeology, and probably pretty accurate on most history of cultures and the life of the man Jesus... I was sooo in need, and so into, that I began to TALK TO GOD THE FATHER OR JESUS IN MY HEAD as I stood at the kitchen sink with my hands in the soothing warm soapy water, washing dishes, looking out the kitchen window to trees and birds... and enjoying the quiet (my son was in kindergarten) I felt I heard the words, heard the replies, the guidance in my head....while at the same time there were still so many blanks... I know NOW I was speaking to my Higher Power, my super conscious if you will...talking to myself but not quite able to get the real connection or hold onto it well.

It was at this time the Jehovah's Witnesses came knocking at my door... and THAT was a very enlightening time for me. Here was another slant on this thing called Christianity.... and fortunately my neighbor knew her bible backwards and forwards and showed me -and them, the one time I let them into my home, with her there with me. She showed them, and me, in her bible right there - how they left things out, by just not reading the next paragraph (sorry forgot what you call those "sections" of the bible).... AND I SAY NOW, I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST ANY ONE PRACTICING IN THE Jehovah's Witness faith....I truly feel that each person has their own journey and lessons to learn, their own path... it's just that for me, I crossed paths with their beliefs to have the experience of how man can make the bible (or any book of faith) SAY what they want it to, for their own ends. I had the same experience with meeting some of my own cousins that are strict Mormons - who spoke at my Grandfather's funeral... Actually with THEM - I got another nugget of my own beliefs!! THAT OUR BODY WAS "BUT A GLOVE AND OUR SPIRIT LEAVES THIS GLOVE AND CONTINUES ON." I knew this was true in my heart and held onto this. This was long before I had read the books I listed above too.  Also at the time of avidly going to my Bible Study and getting a book on "Religions of the World" I became a "deacon" in the church with my husband... So as with books, I can see there are nuggets of truth in all faiths, but the only (IN MY OWN OPINION) real truth for each person is from INSIDE THEMSELVES... what feels right and true, not someone telling them what to believe.

Then it all went wrong....on a day of bible study, after the guest speaker from the Sunday before had come to talk about the importance of HUGS.... my minister HUGGED ME in the kitchen when I went in there to get some tea or coffee.... that a red flag came up ... while yes, I enjoyed the attention... *sigh*.... BUT then IN Bible study he could not answer the questions I kept posing - that I was sure a minister should know, like: WHY ARE PRAYERS NOT ANSWERED?  He literally had no reply that I remember so if he did it was ambiguous I am sure.... I did find my own answer to this question later in my journey....

But for now,  I had gotten a hold of the book called LIFE AFTER LIFE (REFERRED TO ABOVE) after seeing some little thing on the TV news about "near death experiences", meeting a woman who had one, herself and then finding that book.... I was so excited to read that book and I loaned it to my minister... WHO FOR SOME REASON IN A MONTH OR TWO MONTHS TIME NEVER GOT A CHANCE TO READ THIS BOOK (a small paper back) and he returned it to me... I was then at that moment in time, standing in the church parking lot, totally disillusioned that this most studied man was NOT spiritual....that a woman came up to me and said "I just can't get over the loss of my husband, could I borrow that book?"....and I gave it to her gladly... She read it fast and retuned it to me BEAMING with relief and joy that she could then move on with her life, her SPIRIT LIFTED..... and I thought: How could I AND THE BOOK I HAD DO WHAT THE MINISTER SHE HAD BEEN TALKING TO ALL THIS TIME NOT DO?!?

I will relate one more thing before I left the church and organized religion behind for good... in all the years between my first real telepathic experience, I had had a few more - with a close girlfriend or two, with myself, remarked to one lady after bible study "What is so scary or "evil" about mental telepathy, how do you think you talk to God when you pray in your mind? How would he hear you?"  It seemed rather logical to me, and she went away with a whole new outlook afterwards.... I wish I did remember more specific instances of my telepathy but I don't now....and they still were not very often....my own fears and emotional scars were (and often still are) a BLOCK between being able to HEAR, myself, others and so on....

I see dead people....well, sort of...

But one thing did come from my fear and a bit too much focus on DEATH, over all those years... by the time I was married with a small child in the early 1970's, I found sort of accidentally that I could SEE where and how those people who had just died were.... I mean, when my husband's brother died of aids, I "visualized" him "over there".... it was just like either knowing or seeing a picture...nothing more than that, but I just knew and believed what I was seeing/feeling was true. NOTHING  like "Medium" or John Edward... just a little 'knowing'. I "saw" my brother in law curled up in the fetal position, in his underwear, WAY BEFORE I learned that this was the way he was found when he sadly committed suicide... (This happened way back in the days of NO hope when you got aids...)

GIFTS OF SMELLS FROM OUR LOVED ONES....and my first husband becoming an Angel to watch over our son...

Later when my husband's Grandmother (the one who raised him- the one I mentioned up above and said remember that!?) passed....and he was laying next to me in bed late one night...when our bedroom (at the opposite end of the house from our kitchen, plus I do NOT cook/bake- well at least not well at all!!) FILLED UP WITH THE SMELL OF BAKING COOKIES!!! WE BOTH SMELLED IT AND REACTED AT THE SAME TIME.... Poor Bill, being of such strict conventional Christianity rather freaked out, while I was filled with joy, saying IT'S HER!! SHE CAME TO SAY GOODBYE TO YOU!!! THIS IS WONDERFUL!!!  The smell faded and he just could not accept it....but I was thrilled at the REALITY of this phenomena that I know odors are one of the basic ways of how our loved ones contact us.... In fact when Bill himself got sick and died (many years later after we had sadly divorced and had been apart a long long time).... and my son called me to tell me late one night.... I sat right down in my quiet empty house (my current husband was not home at the time) and I just said over and over and over: BILL I TOLD YOU SO, I TOLD YOU SO ....THAT YOU WOULD STILL BE YOU... I TOLD YOU SO!!! I was like a grinning fool.... (I shed my tears too, but almost more for myself than him) because by this time my own very STRONG belief that we go on after death, I could not morn or grieve for someone who had come to the end of his rope in this physical life (that is another story, not mine)....that he was in a better place....and HIS health problems were gone and best of all he found he could be my son's Guardian Angel.... (now that is also another story!!- of the many times we just KNEW my son and his family was saved by both my son's intuition and his Father's help!).... Another thrilling contact "from the other side" from my first husband, was MY SON AND HIS WIFE, INDEPENDENTLY SMELLED HIS DAD'S PIPE TOBACCO OUTDOORS TWICE....and also FELT Bill's BIG SMILE of his big gently loving self....and other "signs".... So there it was again, COMMUNICATION with those PASSED OVER.... !  Each time I rejoice in my experiences as it is a constant reminder that there IS LIFE AFTER LIFE and we do go on... and THEREFORE THERE IS A REASON FOR LIVING!  I could not continue on with this life if I did not feel strongly that there is a REASON FOR OUR LIVES... Life can be so hard much of the time...

THIS IS VERY LONG, I BETTER START DATING ADDITIONS... IT'S FEB 4TH, 2008 TODAY.

THE POWER OF YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS MIND...THAT DOOR TO YOUR SOUL....

For a few years, I shared some small telepathy experiments with my best friend - she was a Catholic - very active in the church, but as we explored the world of telepathy we got pretty good at sending messages... like thinking (picturing her face" before I was going to call her on the phone ".....I am going to call you"... using her name)...and then we could verify that we "heard" each other. It was during these years, I had my horses, and she and her kids would come down and have "pony rides" that she was very aware of a subtle ingrained sadness in me....

After trying to get me to come to a class given by a local (Christian religious based) hospital of great reputation (and I refused to go) she went without me, and then raved about it....and begged me again and again, to come - that she would take the class again, if I would sign up. (it was free). I gave in and was really shocked that a Christian based organization would sponsor a class on THE POWER OF YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS MIND... I can't remember what the name of the class was exactly, it was based on the book. It was, in fact THIS CLASS that changed my life drastically - putting me firmly on my metaphysical path!!.... Parts of the book I rejected but some parts have stuck with me for the rest of my life and are an integral part of my meditation and connection to my Higher Self... the basic (and first part) of this book talked about how our subconscious mind works, giving a great visualization of "the little man with the filing cabinets" in our subconscious mind.... and an experiment to try...

If you had lost your car keys or some such thing, sit quietly and quiet your mind...and picture all the things your mind holds being in many many file cabinets in the back of your mind...and that when you ask yourself "Where are my car keys"....a little man has to come to the window (between your sub and conscious mind parts) and get the request from you... so after you ask him THINK OF SOMETHING ELSE...go do something else....because if you keep thinking of "where are my car keys" - the little man would have to keep running back to the window to see what you want, again, and never get back to look in the files!! After many experiments I could see that this was very real and help me establish a link to my subconscious mind... where every single thing we have ever experienced in our lives is there, recorded, permanently....

The main point of the class was to learn to RELAX and be HAPPY, - so a lot of the class was on HOW TO RELAX your body AND YOUR MIND.... so sitting quietly and when a train would go by the teacher would say "let the sound come in and go out, not focusing on it, or trying to block it out", just relax each part of your mind from your toes to the top of your head AND THEN to go down stairs in your mind's eye, to go deeper into a waking state of total relaxation, aware of your surroundings but in this state, very much connected to your subconscious mind - where all the bad habits reside, that keep one stuck in a tense unhappy state for whatever reason... BUT IN THIS STATE one can give SELF SUGGESTIONS of "I AM RELAXED AND HAPPY" or "I AM LIVING IN THE PRESENT" and so on...that suggestions given in this state go into your subconscious mind to become reality (if done often enough)....into the file cabinets and start to overwrite the negatives...

Because I am so much better working WITH others, I went and got this book and devoured it... and then took the class AGAIN, my friend even again with me... I was still so amazed that this class, based on this book was given by a Christian organization, yet the book touched on past lives and metaphysics! I began to do the little chant and visualization I learned in that book.... to stand in a quite room and with palms upward and eyes closed visualize a "white light" coming down from my Higher Self (soul) into and around my whole body...and being the creative person that I am, I could really SEE IT, and I could BELIEVE it to be real and from and of my Higher Self... and then as I would take a deep slow breath in, I would say "I bring white light into my body, asking (hold breath) for STRENGTH, PROTECTION AND GUIDANCE" and then breath slowly out. Do this three times...I did this on utter faith and willingness to TRY IT OUT AN TEST IT OUT.... After about a week I could feel a tingling all over and felt more connected to my inner HIGHER self... and could talk to myself or ask questions of my SELF.... The book also STRESSED to THANK YOUR HIGHER SELF for the protection, guidance and strength.... which I began to practice also, as I would think about it during the day... Thank You Higher Self for your help.... that acknowledgment helps make it all A REALITY in one's life.

THIS WHITE LIGHT STUFF....

I began to use the visualization of white light for both my meditation and protection... surrounding my body, my car... my family members, my horses... and that is when I introduced the book to my dear friend at the time, who had her horses boarded at the same places as I....and she was very open to things spiritual... and had a spiritual-mind connection with her young Arabian stallion... THINKING TO HIM when to walk, trot and gallop or stop, around her as she lunged him on a long line...and I watched as he ALWAYS got her silent instructions. It was beautiful and thrilling to see! She and I decided at the time to really test THIS WHITE LIGHT PROTECTION STUFF....

Wild baby chicks were hatched each year to the wild hens running around the horse boarding area... and each year the big wild tom cats would pick them off... so she and I would promise to go home each night and before sleep visualize the hens and chicks being surrounded by white light of protection...and each day we would come back to the horse area AND SEE THE LITTLE TINY CHICKS safely running around with their mothers! One day, she and I were in a distracted mood and we both did not do "our white light thing" that night, and the next day, one or two chicks were gone (of course we counted all the time, and knew each brood well). We felt terrible, and started the protection up again, and AGAIN even with the tom cats all around, the chicks were safe and alive... We did this two spring times running, and several broods of chicks, and sometimes we lost them, when life distracted us, but NEVER did we loose a chick when we did the protection meditation...and it was with great pride that we saw whole families of baby chicks grow up to full size (when they were too big for the tom cats to take)! And yes, there were a bit too many chickens but the family that lived there would gather the eggs to help with living expenses.

We began to use White Light this way on many things... knowing all we had to do (as the book always said) was BELIEVE.... that was/is the KEY to using this positive energy .... the book explained it is why when people go to a "healer" of all sorts, voodoo, or otherwise, were cured, it was not the person doing the "cure", it was the BELIEF of the recipient. The book gave a few very good examples, one about a piece of the wooden cross from when Jesus was killed.... Get the book- read it!!

I had many situations from this beginning that caused my entire spiritual growth to take off by leaps and bounds, cementing in what become a part of me for the rest of my life. Too many to recount, but for example... one day when my friend and I decided to breed my Arab mare and her stallion that we COULD and did visualize and manifest a FEMALE baby... as one reason I got my beautiful purebred Arabian mare "cheap" was she always bore colts... so we went to work on this before the mating.... and there SHE was... a gorgeous baby filly...and in fact, my mare NEVER had a colt again, all the times she was bread again... I think it was 3 or 4 more fillies in a row....and when the man who sold her to me found out he was really mad!! *Grin*.

I often used white light to protect myself and my horses, especially when I was riding my mare and leading my rambunctious filly beside (a dangerous thing, needing much concentration and caution!) outside the coral... One day my filly ran around and around us and got me and the rope to her halter all tangled up...and I was so scared! It was on the road with the "wash" (a stream bed) was to one side, - so the road was narrow with a drop off). I put white light around us and said HELP!! to my Higher Self... Immediately I heard words in my mind telling me exactly what to do... which I did without question, and remedied the situation. I glowed in the glory of this reality of spiritual connection! At the time I believed it was "one of my guides" but later in life I realized it was ME, and the man with my filing cabinets- had gone farther back, to a past life where I knew how to handle horses... but that is getting ahead of my story... At this time in my life, I only could handle the idea of "guides" and not past lives...

Another day, I was walking my dear filly up a steep driveway to take her for a walk, and I was in a foul dark mood... and did not use my white light, and was NOT in the right frame of mind at all... and she stepped on a huge nail... it went deep into her tiny hoof... the vet was called immediately and said it was very very serious - that it could get infected and could actually kill her the way it happened. I of course felt so terrible and meditated constantly and put white light in and around her little hoof... and it healed up faster and totally fine, surprising the vet! I never ever let my little girl down agian, by the way! ....And once again, I had PROOF.... that this WHITE LIGHT STUFF WORKS!

I have used it ever since... for everything from getting a parking place close up to the entrance of the Zoo (no not a silly thing to do when unknown to me, my FM was coming on and walking all around the Zoo for the day was so hard on me...so walking from way out in the parking lot that was always very full AND the whole zoo was nearly impossible for me)... to finding the right doctors, putting white light around plane flights of my loved ones... (my then husband said he never had such smooth flights in a notoriously bad area between Colorado and here in California - THREE TIMES as I remember, so that was great proof against the "odds" or trying to call it a coincidence! (there is no such thing as a coincidence!!) and on and on... too many examples to name... and all because I BELIEVED TOTALLY and with my WHOLE HEART AND BEING that it would BE...and it always WAS... I think any spiritual speaker will tell you this same truth.. the key is BELIEVING it, period.

My Higher Self's White Light has never ever let me down. It does not mean that difficult or bad things won't happen to a person, but it sure cuts way down on bad things, and makes some bad things easier to deal with!! I remember my Mother saying "well, honey what happens if you get in an accident when you have put white light around your car?".... I tried so hard to get that negative statement out of my head...but sure enough I had an accident... and after that I really got the negative stuff out of my head!! In all the years after things would happen to me that showed that my constant protection was in place...like EVERY TIME my car battery dies of old age, it's in my own garage.... things like that, again too numerous to mention! How could I NOT rely and use this wonderful resource from the unlimited energy that is my very soul? It all started with a little short class on how to relax and give your subconscious mind positive suggestions and how to meditate... and those little tiny fluffy yellow chicks.... One last thing, but soooo important... BE SPECIFIC on what you are asking for, protecting... I got rear-ended twice when I was in a bad frame of mind, and after that I realized that I needed to be specific about surrounding my car, NEVER to be rear-ended or hit in any way again... and then to be OPEN TO MY INTUITION so that when I get guidance either consciously or sub-consciously that I take this road and not that.....or do this and not that etc.... I have no way of knowing how many bad things could have happened to me, I only know I CANNOT (with my health) ever allow a car accident to happen to me again, PERIOD- so this has become a part of me, of my very being and belief system.... and that is how it works....and it does take WORK AND VIGILANCE... and has to be a way of life. That is why I am writing my story now... I have lost my way, becoming too lazy at the very least and too negative as I face a life style totally foreign to me, and therefore scary.... I need to go back totally to my "roots" and re-learn, remember and PRACTICE my SELF CARE....

It was after a few years with my horses and my lessons of white light, that I met my next teacher and reincarnation was introduced to me, again with my own proof.... but that is for my next writing, so stay tuned..

(more coming soon of my journey chronologically here)

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