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The Unified Field

The unified field is a field of energy that surrounds our entire human body.  It is within, through, and around us everywhere.  It is a combination of all the energy centers within the body and outside of the physical body.  I see it as a ball of light that is radiating in all directions and coming together at various intersecting points.  It is as if there were an energy field all around you that is emanating light energy from all the centers within through and around your body and hooking into one cohesive beautiful ball of light which is you.  This ball of light contains everything of your present, past, and future and all the possibilities that therefore make up you.  If you want to shift into a present day reality that is containing a version of you that has not showed up yet, whether it be healed from a sickness, released from financial strains, or completely tuned into your life purpose we do this from the unified field.  The question is, “How do we hook into and become this unified field?”  We use frequency to do this.  We want to vibrate higher at a new frequency and stay at this frequency through out our day, every day.  It is when we do this that we match up and bring the version of ourselves into this reality in this moment right here and right now.  We do this by elevating our thoughts and ideas, canceling out the old thoughts and ideas that keep us out of alignment, and training ourselves to become our new self.  This requires matching our feelings up with the same elevated state we are attempting to become.  We are being that in every moment.  It is a very different way of living.

The unified field comes from the heart.  The heart is the center of creation and it is embedded in everything that is within or around us.  When we tap into and become our heart energy we become the unified field.  An easy way to do this is to be grateful for everything that happens to you all day long.  When we are aware that this is what we are doing coupled with the knowledge that we can elevate our vibrations through feeling love within our hearts then we open to all possibilities.  When we do this enough held with high intentions we then become one with what it is we wish to create.  And since we are doing this from the heart there is nothing that can not be done.

The reason I am explaining this is because it is the reason for everything we do.  It is our soul purpose to line up with and resonate love at some level.  We are intuitive beings with the innate desire to become love which means we can create anything through the heart that includes health, wealth, and everything in line with our purpose.  We can do this in many ways.  There is not just one way to do this.  One of the ways I do this is through Toning the Mantra Sounds of the Energy Centers of the body combined with the concept of the Unified Field.  We work on this every Tuesday evening in the free class I offer on Zoom (see link to sign up).  It is a very helpful way to create the unified field and remain in a frequency of love which is allowing all possibility to show up.  It takes practice and doing this practice in a group and on your own is a wonderful way to shift and bring in high vibration to your life.  Movement is also a way to elevate and enhance your field.  On Fridays, another class is offered… Meridians, Movement and Mantras tunes into the lines of light of your body and how to gently stretch, resolve and release for anything that needs to be transformed.  In addition, Reiki Classes and Shares will be beginning soon.  Reiki is an advanced form of raising your vibration through, you guessed it, light frequency that is transmitted through intention.  There is much more to this and the information can be found here.  Lastly, if you are looking for a way to heartfully manifest your life purpose then The Sandwich Connection or Conscious Intuitive Living could also help.

As always, I am continuing the Healing Fridays with 20 minute or hour sessions depending on your preference.  Please sign up through contacting me here.

All the best in love,
Jennifer  

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Cleaning out the Trunk

I have recently begun walking during the summer months in an attempt to slow down and breathe through all the changes that were happening.  Before, I had always been a runner.  My oldest son, Ethan, was leaving for college, COVID-19 was on everyone’s mind, protests and vandalism was hitting home in nearby cities, and wildfires were consuming the West coast. Life felt heavy. I found myself dipping back into my toolbox of tools I had learned over the years, through Ethan healing his own body, to help myself. Walking became a necessity for me. The societal shifts that were happening with all the stay at home orders and social distancing were pulling at me to take a deep look at my life and re-adjust my direction. I realized that the things that were put on hold, my job, my kids sports, Ethan’s senior year, our security, our financial stability, our perceived roles in our world, and all the things we had become actually felt good to put down for a little while.  The breathing room felt enormously good.  Still, through all the changes, one fundamental question remained for me, “What really matters in our life?”  This wasn’t the first time that this question has come up for me.  I’ve had so many of these moments throughout my life, beginning as a child and losing my mom at the age of 16.  Conversations that typical people my age were having such as clothing, boys, and what they were doing on Friday night were irrelevant in my life.  Distractions of the everyday didn’t exist for me.  Hospital rooms, IVs, and my mother’s body that was wasting away in front of me was my Friday night.  Among so many other issues that were happening in my life, I was always the one who did things differently.  I didn’t have a childhood… I went from elementary school to adulthood school the moment I entered 7th grade.  That is when everything changed for me and when a life that I thought I had just fell apart.  I had to learn to see the truth in the reality I was having.  At a very young age, learning to see, what really mattered, was something I had to do and there was never a normal. 

So, now that there is a mass of consciousness having to wake up to a ‘new normal’ we have all had to face I understand it feels like such a difficult process for many of us to go through. Collectively, we hold on so tight to our thoughts and ideas about life. About our rights to what we have, what we deserve, and what we deem as just.  We feel enormous pressures to get back to the way things were and we just want things to be the same.  But I have to wonder… do we really want our lives back? Why do we feel the pressures to make changes and make people see our way?  Are we really standing up for or against something in a way that is going to make the peace and lasting changes that we are looking for or could there be something else that we are not seeing, mainly within ourselves.  For many of us it is a manner of justice, principle, and standing up for democracy in the way we believe life should be. I honor you and all those who have protected and served and have been the changing forces in our world.  Your voices on every level of humanity have been necessary for our ever-expanding consciousness that is constantly growing and evolving.  I am merely suggesting that right now, maybe we need to continue to take a breath.  Maybe we need to take several breaths.  Maybe if we continued to pause and took some time to contemplate what is truly happening within each of us, maybe we might see another perspective.   I know that when my mom was lying in a hospital bed dying, I was no longer concerned with math and science and I certainly didn’t care about what score I received on the SATs.  That wasn’t a loss for me… it was an opening to something profoundly greater than myself that I would have never found if I had not lived through that experience. I needed that experience to be able to open up to a way of being that is completely unlike normal so that I could think differently, be differently, and make lasting changes in our world. 

I am suggesting that maybe the old ways that we have used to conquer and be the voice of change are no longer helpful.  Maybe we need to spend a lot more time understanding what is happening within us and how to handle our inner resistance before we decide to go out there and change the world.  Maybe what we see out there in our world is a reflection of what we are creating within ourselves.  Maybe if we allowed ourselves to open the trunks of our cars and really cleaned out our inner selves we may begin to see all that remaining dirt and debris in there is the reason why we feel so much unrest.  Maybe if we attended to what’s happening from within, and actually used the inner tools that many of us already possess, we may understand the true purpose of what is happening around us can’t be found out there.   Positive or negatively related to whatever we see out there as our world, could be what we are supposed to look at within.

Many of the great Masters knew this and made strives to become this through their teachings. On the other hand, many authoritarians have done great damage in our society living out what they believed to be true.  I am not in support of what these people have done but I do know that those capable of mass destruction out in the world are also massively destroying themselves from within.  Will they ever wake up to see what they really are up to? Maybe or maybe not. Will we wake up to see what we are up to?  Maybe or maybe not.  Who’s to say? I don’t know.  What I do know is that I have to come to terms with what I believe is within me to resolve and release within myself before I can help or make mass changes in the world around me. If I continually address what is happening from within, I may be able to make more of an impact on what is happening out there in front of me. This leaves out the desire to judge right vs. wrong or what to believe or not to believe. Maybe the fires of unrest that are happening out there that desperately want us to wake up are just a calling to see from within ourselves.  Maybe there is another way.

I know & I feel how we all want big changes to come.  We want things to get back to a ‘new’ normal.  I question if normal is even what we want, or do we really need to look into the ‘trunks’ of our lives and clean out the debris that remains before the change is possible? 

I know we have businesses to run, children to take care of, parents that need us, and lives that keep unfolding in new directions.  Maybe, instead of hoping back on the hamster wheel of our life, maybe we need to learn how to move closer to the center of that wheel and really see what we are up to and what we truly want in our lives.  Then maybe we can take what we know within our hearts in here and creatively bring that to our world out there with a new way of leading unlike that which has ever been done before; something radically different. 

I believe that the Sandwich Connection will help us do this.  I promise that this is a course that is completely unlike anything you have seen out there.  It is a completely heart full and heart centered course based on completely coming from the heart.  I really didn’t know what true love was until I laid eyes upon each one of my children.  This is the kind of transformational love and heart full course that I am offering.  I have a lot of faith in this course and feel it can help us collectively see that the mountains we thought were in our way were never there in the first place.  Through this new perspective we can then make the lasting changes that we seek in every facet of our individual and collective lives. 

Beginning in October… Wednesday Evenings at 7:30pm CST for 6 weeks October 7th to November 11th

The Sandwich Connection – a recipe for heart full manifestation

Will be offered.  If you are interested, please go to the link offered here to read more and / or contact me with more questions. 

Thank you for reading this passage. 

In heart full gratitude,

Jennifer

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A Prayer for Disconnect & Abandonment

A prayer for Disconnect and Abandonment

Note*** In the following prayer, one can substitute the word “God” for anything of their version of what they believe such as “all that is”, “source”, “great one”, etc. Or even just leaving this out and having the heart filled intention behind the words creates the space for health and wellness.

Dear Source of All that Is,

Thank you God…thank you for helping me in all space time dimension.  Thank you for all of this all the information and experiences that has led me to this point in my life.  For all of this which is everything right here and right now in this moment…Thank you. 

God, I love you, thank you for loving me.  God, please help me forgive and release for all the times I became disconnected between my head and heart.  For all the times I thunk too much about what to do next and didn’t allow myself to just follow the joyful guidance of my true higher and highest spirit.  For all that I made this mean in thought, word, and deed.  For all regrets surrounding this and everything I made up around this that kept me where I am.  Please release this all God.  Please forgive and release myself and forgive and release all of us that have ever experienced this in our entire family and lineage.  For all of, our ancestors and everything that they did that surrounded this and made us feel like we could never win.  For all the experiences of the children that soaked this up when they were little and then unconsciously took this on through out their lives.  For the parents that did this and regret living this way unconsciously.  Please help them all.  Please help them all forgive and release each other forgive and release themselves as they forgive and release us all. 

Thank you.  Please and thank you. 

God, for all the times we felt attacked, blamed, judged, and misunderstood from you, our family, and our lineages.  For the lack of support, we felt surrounding this issue and similar issues to this.  For any time we made things mean something they really weren’t and then we sabotaged our lives in response to these issues we created.  For all judgments surrounding and anything related to this…please help us all.  For all mental illness, mental judgments, and mental instability around life, the lives of our families, and the lives of everyone surrounding us.  Please help us all and release us all.  Thank you. 

For all the times we felt abandoned and abandoned ourselves in order to sacrifice ourselves for the greater good and then we felt misunderstood, judged and abandoned in return.  Especially from our parents, authority figures, leaders, and those in power positions.  For all of this.  Please help us all.  Please forgive and release us all as we forgive and release each other.  Make peace for us all as we make peace for each other.  Thank you.

For all the times we tuned out, closed our ears, and stopped listening to ourselves, family members, and our Source out of survival and protection of ourselves.  For all the times we feared what would happen if we didn’t, didn’t listen, or did receive guidance and regretted not following this guidance all the same.  For all the times we were told or told others “I told you so.”  Especially the children who soaked this up.  For all of this and more and all that we made this mean.  Please help us all. 

God, thank you God, for lifting all of this out of us.  For forgiving us all and helping us to forgive ourselves.  For releasing us all and helping us to release ourselves.  Thank you.  And in all space time dimension we thank you for including us all and anything that hasn’t been mentioned but needs to go now. 

Please and thank you.

Please and thank you.

Please and thank you.

Amen. 

*thank you to Health Beyond Belief for the inspiration

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I BELIEVE…

I BELIEVE…

I believe there is another way. 
I believe that our journeys do not need to be difficult or hard. 
I believe that we do not need to suffer in order to gain knowledge and insight. 
I believe we do not need to fight in order to make change. 
I believe that we do not need to make others see in order to get our way. 
I believe that duality is an illusion. 
I believe there is another way. 
I believe we are here to dismantle the illusions that have covered up our hearts. 
I believe that inner work is the way to shifting our outer world. 
I believe that if everyone believed in themselves and loved themselves unconditionally they would understand the presence of love within themselves and that this would orchestrate the world to shift to a new level of consciousness simply on its own. 
I believe in dismantling the thoughts and beliefs within the “i” self is the only path that helps us understand the  meaning of ‘know thyself’ and the path of the “I Am”. 
I believe that love in the all knowing and encompassing peaceful sense of the word is the power that is ultimately connected and will handle it all. 
I believe that miracles come from within and then inspire and enlighten a new path of light within the consciousness of groups and societies as a whole. 
I believe that love is more powerful and a majorly misunderstood concept that we have never allowed ourselves to sense, know, and fully comprehend with our whole bodies. 
I believe in unlimited thought, imagination, creativity, joy and ideas that elevate and enhance our well being in masterful ways that are incomprehensible to us right now. 
I believe if we continue on our own individual paths of self healing we will collectively influence the healing of our world. 
I believe that you as the individual are that powerful. 
And yes, I believe in LOVE.  Not in the sense that creates a soft and rather nurturing place to fall or stay.  Yes, that is part of it… but I truly believe that love knows NO BOUNDARIES and when we feel limits within us it is truly a calling to elevate, enlighten, and lift ourselves from the illusions.  This may take work at overcoming the fears associated with the illusion and yet again the belief that it is going to be difficult is an illusion itself. 
I believe in love. 
I believe in love so powerful it has the power to walk through villages and towns to create health and relieve sickness and pain just by its mere presence.
I believe in love and its ability to hold strong in the face of adversity by its own peaceful power that is reverent, fully connected, and ONE with something greater than we could ever imagine ourselves.
I believe in love that is the oceans, a love that is the mountains, the trees, the land, the beings and the spirits that walk this earth.  It is the love that is in within each of us.   
I believe when we surrender to this knowing we surrender to something capable of everything and dismantling the illusions all at once. 
I believe in love.  
I believe when we come together to be the light we spread wisdom across the plains that is not made of knowledge and is one only felt intuitively within the heart.  This inspires us to be different, inspire us to rethink different, inspire us to want differences and in this beautiful tapestry of difference we are creating we will remember that it all began from going within.  Just like it did when we first came here as a baby.  WE SOAKED IT ALL UP IN ANTICIPATION OF AN INCREDIBLE MAGICAL WORLD.
I BELIEVE ITS STILL THERE  AND IT IS YOU AND IT CAN BE NOTHING BUT WHAT WE ARE ALREADY. 
I BELIEVE WE ONLY NEED TO TURN THE LIGHTS ON WITHIN OUR SELVES OUR OWN THOUGHTS AND BELIEFS AND DISMANTLE WHAT WE SOAKED UP SO THAT WE CAN FREE OURSELVES TO SEE THAT WE ARE ALREADY LIVING IN THE NEW WORLD. 
I BELIEVE WE HAVE ALREADY ARRIVED.

ALL MY LOVE,
Jennifer  

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“Don’t get me flowers for Mother’s Day…or I will be pissed.”

“Do me a favor…Don’t get me flowers under any circumstances or I will be pissed.”

I sent this text to my husband the other day.  I was referring to Mother’s Day.  The holiday that creeps around every year like the rest of them, you know…Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, Grandparent’s day, etc.  This day has always been a sense of soreness for me.  Until I decided to stop hiding my feelings about what this day truly means, at least for me.  I have hid my feelings for a rather long time.  I mean, how could I not when we live in a society where we are taught to contain, hold back, shushed, and looked at as ‘bad’ if we are too loud, exuberant or colorful to say the least.  I have a neighbor, who’s son went to school dressed in the most amazing and beautiful colored costumes on all the fun holidays.  He was eccentric and encouraged to be so by his parents.  They wanted him to express himself and be free to be himself.  It was deemed as ‘cute’ when he was younger in elementary school.  But then when he moved onto middle school he began to be categorized and slandered for his harmless expression of himself.  It made me sick to think that as children bullied him for being himself the faculty supported this notion by telling the mom one day, “Well, if he is going to be ‘that way’ he as to be able to take the comments that other’s say to him.  I mean, he is different, and if he wants to be different, he must be able to ‘take’ the comments of other children.”  This was an administration member of the local middle school explaining this to the mom of the boy who had gone to school wildly dressed that day in celebration of yet another holiday and received slandering comments from the children.  The mom found out about this, and like many mothers, called the school to inform them of what had happened. 

Humph.  I think to myself.  “If he wants to be different, he must be able to ‘take’ the comments of other children.”  We actually believe this stuff!?  We actually still believe in our 2020 society that if we want to be different we have to be able to secretly ‘take’ the rolling eyes, the whispers of slander, and the note passing that goes on day to day in our schools today.  Bullying is no longer out right hitting and destroying your personal items.  No, it has become a secret society that hides out of their own fears and desperations and jealousies of wanting to be different but never being able to take the plunge out of fear of being caught or unaccepted by the rest of society.  We have accepted this as the new normal.  It’s heart breaking.  Some of you may shake your heads in denial that this is not what is still going on today.  But I encourage you to talk to your kids.  I mean, really talk to your kids. Spend time with them asking them deep questions.  Not the surface kinds that ask… “How was school today” when they walk in the door which offers virtually nothing but a ‘fine’ before they scatter off to their rooms.  No, find the time on a walk, while they sit on the couch, or that off beat time that isn’t plannable.  I encourage you to take the moments that present themselves to you in any varying ways and dig deep with questions such as, “Tell me about what it’s like to be at school during the day.”  “Tell me how it is when you want to talk to a friend or join in on a conversation, but it may feel awkward or uninviting.”  “What does it feel like to have to raise your hand in class or to be called on by the teacher unexpectedly.”  “Has that ever happened to you?  Has this happened to anyone else?  What was it like?” 

I encourage you to ask deep questions that encourage conversation about things that they know are happening but don’t know how to tell anyone.  Because I promise you that one of these questions will open the door to a knowing within them that wants to be expressed but they don’t know how to do that because most of us truly just don’t want to know anyway.  When we find out… I promise you will be surprised at what really goes on, still. 

So, I sent this text to my husband because I really did NOT want anything for Mother’s Day.  Not because I was boycotting the day all together but because I had, had enough of the celebratory ‘feel’ of a day that means nothing to me.  Now, I am sharing my perspective.  I am not trying to change the world here.  What I am doing is sharing what is true for me… 

I never understood Mother’s Day.  I never understood this whole idea of celebrating something that clearly many of us just don’t know how to do anyway.  When I became a mother, it was like a raw slap in the face where the burn and red-handed mark lasted for days, months, and years.  It was as if someone painted this glorious picture of what motherhood should be like…it was a glorious land that when you arrived you would never turn away from it again.  You would want to stay here forever amongst that lush green landscape, carnival colored flowers just bursting everywhere you looked, birds flying, and rainbow covered sky.  It was anticipated as the best event of your life besides for marriage.  We had parties and showers to celebrate the incoming child that was going to light up our life.  We received gift after gift into this new magical land that would help us manage our new bundle of joy as we learned and carefully took on our new responsibilities of bathing, feeding and loving this incredible gift from God.  Oh, what we do to paint a Never Never Land that we will never want to return from. 

Me, I wanted to return.  When I got to Never Land… I wanted to march right out of there and run the other way.  No!  This is not what I paid for….I want my ticket back!  It wasn’t because I didn’t love my child….I did…I actually never felt a love for someone like I felt when my children were born.  It was that no one told me the real hard true facts of motherhood.  No one sat me down and told me that it was going to be one of the hardest things you will ever do and there is no way to do it right.  If someone said,

“Jennifer I have a ticket to another land that is more beautiful and amazing than any place you have ever been before.  You will go there and discover parts of yourself that you never knew existed.  Parts of yourself that will bring you joy and elation and parts of you that will bring desperation and depression.  If someone had told me it’s a transformative land and one that you will never return from the same again.  This is a land where the journey never ends and will never take you to a perceived destination.  You will constantly be learning, constantly growing, and it will feel awful, most of the time because you will never think that you are doing it right. The journey will go on forever in this new land and the lessons will be hard mostly because growing requires a lot of energy.  The truest most wonderful thing about this land is that you will never be the same and you will always be expected to do things that are outside your comfort zone.  You will have to be something that you are not ready to become.” 

 I would ask them, “Why would I pay for that?” and walk away. 

Yep, that was me at the time I had kids.  I had no clue what motherhood really was.  Nothing out there showed me that.  I had a mom that bucked out and died of cancer when I was 16.  Not because she was a victim of a disease but because life was just too hard.  This mom thing was a false idea that had been planted into her at an early age as well.  She embarked on the same journey and failed miserably.  Because she did not have the skills to rise above all the complications in her life.   

And then I had a representation in society that painted a picture of motherhood that seemed like the destination that I wanted to have.  You know, the “Leave it to Beaver” mom with the perfectly curled short hair, white shiny pearls around her neck, the freshly pressed dress that was starch white, and pointed heeled shoes she wore all day long! Ouch! She made being a mom look so wonderful!  Always cheerful, always knowing, always monotone with worldly advice for her young ones.  She was taken care of by her husband who would go to work everyday and provide a stable environment of trust and acceptance for the entire family.  I actually thought that that was FAMILY!  That I wanted that!  I wanted to fit into a mold that was what society painted it be… a fantastical fantasy life that was so far from what is true and reverent to life that we have felt like that we can never be or live up to this standard because this standard is impossible!

Sadly, I had no idea.  No idea.  I grew up in a dauntingly chaotic household where the police coming to my house once a week to break up a raging fight by my mother and father and brother made just way too much noise for the neighbors.  Thankfully, their calls, and my dad being taken away by the police actually gave us peace week in and week out.  I remember trying to get our dog, Corky, to go out and distract them because I wanted them desperately to stop fighting.  I tried myself, but I was relentlessly pushed away and sent to my room with a single handed push like I was a pebble shot away by an index finger across the room while they continued their brawl. 

But, I wanted this… a normal family.  I had no idea what normal was. 

Fast forward many years later… I have three kids and an amazing husband who loves me.  Loves me so much that I can say to him… “Don’t get me flowers or I’ll be pissed.”  Why would I say such a thing?  Because I am tired of falling into the Mother’s Day trap.  Where kids and husbands feel pressured to do something nice for their mothers without for a second asking themselves why do they actually do this?  I’ll never forget my husband coming to me year after year telling me, “Mother’s Day is this weekend and if you are going to the store can you pick up some cards for my mom?”  Amazing that he would think of this on Wednesday and then we would have to Fed Ex Mother’s Day cards to his mom to get there by Saturday. Again. Year after year. Why?  Because if his mom did not receive something that showed that her boy cared she would be forever hurt and just hurt enough that his dad would call to tell him so.  Oh, the pressure.

The pressure to do something just because it was expected.  This to me just does not make any sense.  I loved the little hand made gifts that my children used to give me when they were in elementary school and the teacher would spend the time to help each child create something for mother’s day and the child would run home eager to just give mom their gift without the understanding they have to wait until Sunday.  I loved that!  No pressure and no expectation…they just wanted to celebrate mom no matter what day it was.  I did this too. 

As they got older, the pressure to perform remained the same but the intensity just unconsciously elevated itself because now they were expected to come up with something on their own.  Even if someone went our and hand picked a card for them so that they would have to write a note to mom or grandma without understanding why they were being forced to do this in the first place. 

I can imagine what may be going on in my kids minds today if they were to actually write what they really are thinking, “Thanks mom for birthing me.  Although you didn’t have to do it, you did it anyway.  Thanks for everything you do for me even though I can’t recall what that was… oh yay, driving me to practice and such.  Oh, and have a good day.”

 They’d ask themselves afterward… “Did I do that right?  Do I pass the test? Gosh, I hope what I wrote is ok.”

Yep…that’s it… they really don’t get it… and either do I. 

So I put a stop to it…for me anyway.  I have officially boycotted Mother’s Day.  Not because I am angry…ok well, maybe I am mildly annoyed with the whole thing. 

Like, the holiday was invented in the later 1850’s not because someone decided to invent a day to celebrate Mothers, not as a day to celebrate one’s own mother, but as days of service to help out other mothers who were less fortunate band together to help teach them hygiene practices to take care for their children and keep them from getting sick.  This was a ‘work day of days’ for mothers to help other mothers. A Mother’s Day Work Club, none the less. (TIME Mag. The Surprising Sad Origins of Mother’s Day, https://time.com/4771354/mothers-day-history-origins/ )

Or that the Mother’s Day theme of staying home with your children was really emphasized as a last stitched effort to push back on the 20th century Women’s movement that wanted to get out into the world to work and make a living. 

So, for me, Mother’s Day is a choice.  Do I really want to celebrate Mother’s Day?  No.  Because we already are who we are either by conscious or unconscious choices that we have made in our life.  Mother’s Day has become the largest grossing holiday next to Christmas.  Why?  An effort to sensationalize something that just isn’t true.  We are not meant to be the version of ourselves that is painted in all those commercials.  I won’t even get into the religious version of mother hood.  That just opens a whole other can of worms that can’t even be discussed in this short essay. (Oh! And I can hear the back lash now!)

I will say this… I do celebrate mothers who realize they have become the most truest and most deepest part of themselves not because of anything that they have seen or heard on tv, Instagram, or Facebook, BUT in spite of it.  

So on mother’s day…I have decided instead to remind my kids of this… to courageously be the most truest and deepest part of themselves as much as possible… and then maybe I will have consciously come upon the true meaning of being a mother. For Mother’s Day I instead wrote them this…

Dear Ethan, Aiden, and Nora,

You have heard me say that I don’t want cards, flowers, or gifts for Mother’s Day.  Actually, you heard me tell dad that I would be pissed if you or anyone else did this for me today.  You may be wondering, Why?  Well…I thought about it and decided I wanted you to know this…Mother’s Day is a celebration of women coming together to celebrate the enormous process of raising children.  Yes you.  I would never trade this choice in for anything else…although as you know I sure do act like I don’t want to be a mother at times.  I don’t want you to learn through an expectation that sets you up for buying me something or making me something on a day that we are supposed to celebrate just because everyone else is doing it.  You know our family is not typical which is what we need to celebrate and what we need to learn to do more of as much as possible.  I don’t ever want anything from the three of you.  Not because I am a martyr or a victim.  No.  Because I want you to know the truest part of being a mother.  It is not the gifts or the cards or the flowers.  It was a choice that I made a long time ago to be and do something that has brought me to a life with you today.  TOGETHER we have created something beautiful.  I did not do this alone. WE have created a family that I never had.  WE have created a place in my heart that grows enormously with each passing year and all the wins and losses that come out of it as WE work together to make something of this world that can be anything that WE want it to be. 

Which brings me to my next point…. I don’t want you to buy me or make anything for me because I already know that you appreciate me.  I know this because you get upset when I don’t do the normal things, like wake you up in the morning when I get too busy.  When I don’t have time to make dinner, you miss it.  When I don’t have time to do the laundry, you wonder where are my clean clothes?  You miss the normalcy that you were used to.  I see that.  I see how you value and appreciate through the losses you endure as we all shift and grow and create new states of normal within our family.  I will always be your mother but I never want you to ever think that you should be like me.  Not for a minute.  I want you to be anything but me.  In fact, I want to encourage you to do nothing like I did and marry no one like me if you even choose to get married.  I want you to do so many things in your life that if you take your whole life figuring our what you want to do when you grow up that I will know that I did my job to the truest that I could have ever done.  I want you to be thinking so outside the normal that you look at others and wonder why they do things the same way that they do all the time.  I want you to wonder about everything.  And above all else… be yourself.  I want you to be so outside of yourself that through you being the version of you that is so insanely different from me that you inspire me to be more of myself.  I want you to not follow the same path as everyone else… I want you to bulldoze your own path.  That takes effort, responsibility, and a desire to create an abnormal life.  I want you to know I love abnormal and god knows you know that I love it when we ask, “Why the Fuck do we always do this, this way?” and then we don’t.  Because we have figured out that its not the path we want to take.  I want you to never be like me or anyone else.  I want you to turn away form the normal that you see on Facebook, Instagram, snap chat and certainly at school.  And I want you to buck the norm.  I want you to investigate, inquire, retreat, and come out always pushing the normal box over.  I want you to be everything like you.  And then I want you to teach me to be more of myself by you doing what abnormal does.  Nothing like anyone else. 

I know this may seem puzzling right now.  And this may not make sense… but do me one favor… on mother’s day… lets make this a day that we begin to celebrate what it means to be so sure of yourself that you don’t need anyone to give you anything and you don’t need someone to do something nice for you that is expected.  Let this be a reminder that you are to do three things in life…

  1. Question everything
  2. Feel everything
  3. Follow nothing

*Question why you are doing what you are doing in every moment.  Always know what is true and right for you. 

*Feel what is happening in every moment.  Always know what is true and what is right for you.

*Resolve to follow nothing because you are always being what is true and right for you. 

If you can follow these three things for the rest of your life, then I know that as a mom I have received all that I have ever wanted.  Three seeds that I helped plant in this world to grow into the versions of themselves that touches the truest and brightest and deepest versions of themselves and this planet. 

Lastly, embody your own knowing that nothing out there can ever fill you in here.  (Your heart) Especially not me.  Learn to fill yourself up in here so that you can spill out into the world out there in a way that is completely who you already are…you. 

Then I will know that I succeeded at doing my job that this world says that Mother’s do on Mother’s Day…Nothing…Because you realized you are already everything and needed nothing from me to get there.

And you know what… I really don’t want flowers because then that would be taking form the greatest mother of us all, Earth.  And she really needs them right now, more than me.  Maybe that is what they meant by mothers helping mothers on Mother’s Work Day.   

Love you more and less motherly every day,

Mom

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I was just 17…

I was just 17.

I went for a walk this morning with my dog Larkin like I always do, at least 3-4 times a day now, since we have been confined to our homes for over a month. I was feeling very lethargic and like I just did not want to be outside, but I went anyway.  

I had been wondering for several weeks now how can I help in a situation like this? This was on my mind on this morning. I continued, walking down the street checking out all the cracks in the sidewalk like I usually do. I saw the curvature on the one block that I have seen probably 100 times by now from the tree that was dug out a while ago never to return. I saw the same muddy spots, buildings on the side, and rocks in the road. I tend to look down a lot because of Larkin. I am usually talking to her or trying to steer her in the most opportune places for her to go in case she decides to relieve herself. So, I tend to notice the cracks in the sidewalk alot. As I was crossing the street feeling my malaise coursing through my body and noticing how foggy it was outside which only added to my discontent, I came upon a spillage of shiny pennies laying in the middle of the street. I was in awe of the number of pennies and quickly became excited to say the least. Wow, I thought to myself, this must be a gift because all of a sudden, I started to feel a little bit better gazing upon the shiny pennies in the street. You know I felt like it was a sign.  Like it was my ancestors talking to me.  I felt as though my mom was right there.   She has been gone for 30 years now and I feel like it was just yesterday that she left.  Now since we are all in this quarantine period, I have no distractions, I have nothing to take my attention from a deep darkness that still resides within me.  I am no longer attached to anyone or anything that will distract me from the current moment. Meaning, I have no phone calls or text messages coming from my kids or clients, I have no appointments to get to, I have no requirements or requests for errands to run, and I have nothing pressing that needs to get done which would distract me from what’s truly going on within me.

So, there I was, walking Larkin, stopped in the middle of a street and lingering above the shiny copper pennies that laid in the road feeling this subtle excitement like a piece of me was waking up as I came upon my new treasure.  I cannot explain it, but I had the urge to bend down in the middle of the busy road with Larkin attached to me and reach for all the pennies and scoop them up one by one.  So, with each of my 3 fingers on my right hand I picked up each individual penny and placed them in my left hand while carefully making sure I held on to Larkin’s leash. Of course, I was worried that somebody would make a turn on to the street and not see me crouched down or Larkin because of the dense fog, so I did this as quickly as I could in order to make sure we frankly didn’t get hit by a car. As I pick them up, I thought to myself, I wonder how many pennies are in my hand and as I counted them, I notice there were 17.  17 pennies in my hand.  What is this message? I began to think, wondering if there could be a connection. I crossed the road and continued to walk on with 17 pennies in my left-hand and Larkin in my right. I thought, I wonder what does 17 mean to me? I also wondered what am I going to do with 17 shiny copper pennies? Clearly there was no need for me to keep 17 pennies so as I contemplated what the number meant and continued to walk on, I decided that I would scatter these pennies with kindness on my usual route.  As I walked on, I began noticing many things within myself.  I felt unsettled, angry, fearful and tired. Even though these 17 pennies made me feel a little bit better I still felt all of this within my body. It was showing up as sensations of just general tiredness. An unexplained desire to just go back to bed. But I kept on, I kept walking, I kept walking Larkin, and I decided to drop every one of my pennies along my route dispersing them in different areas hoping that the next people that would come along would find joy in finding their new lucky penny.

I began to imagine the little kid on the sidewalk picking up a shiny piece of luck, pressing it in his pocket, and putting a smile on his face. I saw the woman walking along just like me and finding a penny and she too would know it carried a reminder for her to remember.   

Then I remembered what was happening when I was 17. I had just finished my junior year of high school my mom had just died from cancer, my brother had entered a mental institution for a schizophrenic break that he had while attending Ivy League, and my Dad had avoided all contact with me due to his own struggles with alcohol.  I was living with a family who loved me dearly but felt very uneasy and displaced. I was around people but felt all alone. I was a teenager without the skills or the understanding that what I was going through was valid and completely justified. It was an exceedingly difficult time for me. I had a place to live but felt homeless. I had people who loved me but felt abandoned. I had people that encouraged me to go on but felt very discouraged. All the feelings of insecurity, remorse abandonment, unworthiness, and depression came rushing back during this one walk that I had been on by now over 100 times. Right then and right there I was 17 again feeling and sensing the tightness in my throat, the leakage in my eyes, and the stuffiness within my nose. As I kept walking, I kept releasing. I was releasing years of anger and anguish and self-doubt and unworthiness and sadness over a time in my life when the world felt like a very unsafe place to be. I didn’t care if people saw the tears in my eyes or witnessed a passing woman’s anguish in the city streets.  I finally felt justified and the pennies helped.  With each penny that I dropped, I had positive feelings of new life, new sensations, and new smiles and laughter. It was as if I was releasing sadness that had still remained with an understanding resolve for the positive vibes that eventually return with every penny that I dropped. With every tear that I shed it felt difficult and good at the same time.

I share this with you just to share a piece of me and my history.  I share the possibility that maybe there is a piece of all of us that is going through all of this a little differently because we all have different backgrounds, different histories, different perspectives ourselves.  WE never know what filters may be on our lens of reality maybe making our true vision a little harder to truly see with the eyes that we originally had before all of this took place.  I share the possibility that this time that we are all going through together is more than just a time to carry on and get through until things get back to normal. To me, in my perspective, it feels like a time when everything is permanently changing. Normal will not be the same.   It never is when you go through something like this and especially when we collectively go through something like this. It changes us in a way that cannot be explained with words but can only be sensed within our bodies, our hearts. I know that with every unresolved memory that comes up for me during this time I learn to resolve and release them because I have done this all many times before. I’ve lived through a lot of crisis more than I can put in words in this essay. What I do want to offer is encouragement, understanding, peace, love, compassion and kindness for everyone going through hardship for everyone missing out on something for everyone having a tough time.  I get it.  I may not fully understand what you’re going through, I never will.   I do understand that this can be a particularly hard time for many in so many different ways I just want you to know I hear you I understand and I’m here for you with what I can offer… a friendship, a possible understanding, and the possibility that maybe I can help. So here’s what I’d like to offer…

I would like to offer a donation based Intuitive Clearing Session to anyone who would like to energetically work on any issue having to do with emotional pain, sadness, stress, anxiety, fear or trauma.  I have training ranging from reiki mastership to craniosacral therapy to ancestral clearing with John Newton to zen shiatsu.   I am an Occupational Therapist who has worked through much of my own trauma in many life experiences and with my own lineage and family.  I have numerous years of experience.  I enjoy working from teens to adults.  Just respond to this email and we can schedule our session.  All sessions are done over the phone or through a web format most comfortable for you. 

I would also like to offer the 28 Days of Conscious Intuitive Living again. I will be beginning this on Monday May 4th.  This is a 4-week program of intensive healing work that delivers audio recordings and email writeups to your inbox every morning.  This is a huge undertaking for me and one I am willing to share. I will be redoing this once again.  In order to honor those that have been a part of this program in the past the price will remain the same but two things will differ:

-1- If you choose to be a part of the program you receive an opportunity to be a part of it as many times as you like for the same amount. Also, if you have done this program before you are free to begin again for no charge.

-2- If it is too much to pay the full amount, contact me.  We will work out a way for you to get on the program that is good and right for your resources at this time.   

Lastly, I would like to offer a new class for everyone to be a part of… Meridians, Movement, Breath, and Forgiveness.  This will be an on-line class…with the interest I will offer classes to help release and resolve ancestor and lineage long held beliefs within the body in order to help with your own healing for today.  This will be donation based. 

I need to hear from you and your interest in any of the above.  I can only go on with any of these programs if the people come. 

My heart wants as many people as possible to receive. I honestly believe that everyone has their gifts their abilities in their own way to help our current situation. I would like to be a part of helping.   

Please contact me if you have any interest at all.  Let us connect… even if it is to chat. Thanks for listening thanks for actually reading this entire passage. It means a lot to me. 

Who knows, maybe you are feeling ‘17’ too. 

Love,

Jennifer

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Just love & be… A Force of Good Challenge #1 Inspirational Rock Painting

I’m at home with my kids and can’t help but wonder how we can elevate and inspire on a daily basis…sooooo… I want to inspire and challenge you to be a FORCE of GOOD! I am challenging you and your family to do something creative every week… I want to see what you are doing out there. Let’s be a force of good! Here is my Force of Good Challenge Number 1 for today… Inspirational Rock Paining. Here’s the deal…

#1 Go find some rocks in your yard.

#2 Get out some old paint… I used a combo of acrylics and wall paint laying around my house.

#3 Write down a bunch of inspirational words on a piece of paper. See picture below for ideas.

#4 Paint your Rocks (base coat first) SEE VIDEO LINK!

#5 Go place them in places where people will intentionally find them OR send them to people as gifts!

#6 Tag this post either with #justlovebeintuit or link your pictures to Facebook or Instagram! This is a challenge for the week ending on April 12th!

#7 Be a Force of Good!

Would you prefer to donate an inspirational rock?

Jennifer will take care of sending the message for you. Any one word can be painted on a rock. Then she will wrap it up and send the rock on it's way! It's easy and simple. Just donate an amount below. Then send her an email at the link below with the words you would like on the rocks and we can discuss addresses!

$11.00

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You’ve Got This, Baby!

I say this with ultimate resolution within my heart.  You got this.  You’ve got this. You have this, baby!  Everything, and I mean everything comes to you.  The universe wants you to succeed.  It is crying out for you to notice and claim your master of creativity.  I KNOW THIS TO BE TRUE.  It is.

What am I talking about?

I am talking of everything that happens in your life is happening because YOU brought it into your existence.  Into your field.

What?

You mean I brought heart ache, misery, divorce, relationship issues, financial difficulties…and the list goes on and on and on.

Ummm…YES.  I’m sorry but the answer is yes my friend.

OUCH!  I can feel the lash back from all of you out there just wanting to argue with me on this one.  Let me explain… have you ever done the same thing over and over again expecting a different result until you one day realized you have to approach the problem differently in order to get a different result?  The situation could not be solved with the same mind that created it.  BUT…. and here is the larger BUT…if we are aware of what we may be doing in order to create a difficulty then why do we have such trouble changing how we see or solve the problem?  Because we have ancestors and lineages and lifetimes and patterns that we learned growing up that our ego mind DECIDES about every situation that may or may NOT be of our best interest.  AND so we keep playing the same records and drumming to the same beat of the drum over and over again in our unconscious resulting in the same frustrating outcomes over and over again.  Many of us go out of our way to blame it on everything outside of ourselves.  ‘He said this’ or ‘she did that’ and ‘if only things were different’ or ‘ if only things had gone a different way then my life would be better’.  Oh yes, these are the common things that we say and do.  Well…stop playing victim, own your story, figure out where it came from and resolve for the issues at bay and then let’s move on people!  Move up, move on, and raise your vibration so that you can oscillate at a new and higher level of existence that no longer includes the same old tune and you get to drum in a symphonic orchestra creating beautiful music every day of your life!

How do we do this?  I have many amazing teachers in my life and my two most amazing ones have mastered this in different ways.  One teaches about ‘every day is a new day’.  Literally, change your thinking and every day that you get up you are completely brand new and different from where you were the day before.  Every day you are healed, new, whole, amazing, and light filled.  You are.  My other master teacher teaches how to resolve for the brokenness of what you feel inside and how to make shifts that will seem miraculous every day and every moment of your life.  The key is to be in the ‘unknowing’ and in the stuff that doesn’t feel good.  Face it and dive in.  Because when you face all your fears you remember “How To Train Your Dragon” (wasn’t that a movie?) and then you live fully in your heart.  You learn about all the stories you made up about yourself that were not true and how all these people in your life have just been playing out and representing your beliefs.  Now, when you change your beliefs and shift your frequency the story changes, the players change and you now live on a completely different frequency giving off a completely different vibration that resonate ever so closer to your Spirit’s song.  You are a soul with amazing wisdom that has encompassed everything you need to know to this point right here and right now and when you tap in and listen to your soul and the wisdom that it has then you can shed your fears and live your SPIRIT!  Your spirit wants to love, be loved, and live in joy.

So, next time you come to a tornado in your life, don’t run and don’t hide….actually go for it… go run right towards it and if you want to know and experience how to be in the eye of the storm I encourage you to learn from me like I learned from my teachers and my soul… everything is possible…I MEAN EVERYTHING.  You’ve got this, BABY!

YOU ARE INVITED to the next TRANSFORMATION CIRCLE 

Wednesday, August 8th, 7-9pm  –  $30

This is the last one before things shift again for new beginnings.  Please come and join me in shifting to your highest vibration swiftly, easily, and effortlessly.

Contact me through Facebook, email (Jen.Burkhart@comcast.net), or phone to reserve your spot.  More information can be accessed on my website at www.JLBintuit.com

 

 

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IRELAND – Roots, Ritual, Resolution, and Go TEAM USA!

This past week my family and I traveled to Ireland.  We were fortunate to have the opportunity to support my son who is on the World Jr. USA Team for Para Sports.  There was much to learn from this brief but intensely full trip to a beautiful Northern country.  What I came to understand on this trip was our connection to others no matter how far away or how vast our family lineages run.  Somewhere and some how we are all connected on a level that runs deeper than family.  Although, I always knew this I never really experienced the depth of the impact of my ancestors and their lineage directly.  I am half Irish and half Italian.  My father, the Irish man and my mother, the Italian woman met in Queens, New York.  It was there that courtship and marriage transpired.  My grandparents were the first born in America and established themselves in this new world.  It is remarkable that I am the 3rd generation in America.  I am the second person in my family to receive a college degree and the only one to receive a masters degree.

There are stories, many stories, that were shared when I was younger.  But none so dear to me than that of the history of my ancestors and my lineage.  I was Italian by my mother’s side of the family, Sicilian.  I was Irish and maybe a bit French according to my Father’s side.  My mother’s family could trace their roots by name to Sicily and had a lineage of ancestors back in the homeland.  On the other hand, my Father’s side of the family was a mystery.  Nothing was known about where he came from.  There were only stories of being 100% Irish and the idea of a bit of French in the mix.  It was a joke in my family growing up. My dad took pride in being a little bit French and as though the French part redeemed himself for being Irish.  As if being Irish was an embarrassment.  I didn’t understand the insult of a heritage growing up but it always seemed to divide my mother and father.  This became ever fluid and clear with my trip back to my homeland, Ireland.

This is not the first time that my son’s competitions would take me back to understand, investigate, and heal my lineage.  It happened several years ago when I returned to New York City and Connecticut, my stomping grounds as a child.   It was then that I would reface  the pain and perils as a child of an alcoholic father, mother who died of cancer, and schizophrenic brother.  This healing adventure is accounted for in my book, “Mother of Light”.  This time the healing would be summoned by my ancestors and their homeland, Ireland.  The healing would not be just for me but for everyone within my family and lineage and for all people involved.

I have a deep connection to Ireland, not known or understood before this trip.  It is a depth of connection that goes beyond the people and the place.  I could feel my connection that went as far as the working class of the country.  My ancestors were not privileged and we did not have money.  We worked tirelessly, were payed little, and often suffered diseases and lives of hardship. One may ask, how I would know this?

On our time off from watching my son compete in the World games we traveled and visited towns and castles along the countryside.  As we entered these places I could intuitively sense the living arrangements.  I felt a connection to the workers, farmers, maids, and laborers.  As we drove across the country, I knew I had been here before and there was a strong familiarity of the people.  Their sincere compassion and friendliness felt like home.  Their honesty and desire to please was infectious and overflowing with love.  I had an insatiable desire to know what it was like to live in the small homes that we saw and live upon the land in the outskirts away from towns.  I was indeed in favor of this type of living rather than the city life.  We stayed in a hotel within one of the cities in Ireland and every time we went on our excursions to the countryside I had a feeling of belonging overwhelm my body.   This is how I knew and how I now know where my lineage comes from.  I had a compelling drive to be with the people of the land and speak with them intrigued to find out more about their ways of living and history.

I also saw my eyes reflected back to me in the people.  Their fair skin, pail eyes and rather light brown to reddish hair were strikingly similar to my father’s and his mother.  The color of their skin was pasty and white as if it yearned to be in the sun but fearful of burning rather easily.  I wondered if their eyes ever looked towards the sun.  This was curiously explained to me by one of the natives who spoke with a chuckle in his voice,  “Here in Ireland, it rains two months out of the year. The first month is about 5 months long and the second month is about another seven.”  A joke of sorts they have in this land.  If it is not raining, it is shore to happen at some point during the day or a very fine mist will definitely be in the air.  The way they spoke, I embraced as well.  Their poetic language so beautiful to the ears that echoed a gaelic language of laughter that sung in phrases of rhyme to the listener.  They are quick witted about their style of speaking.  A careful listener must take their time to tune into the tongue and the up and down frequencies in order not to miss a beat of their delectable voice of  friendliness, smile, and laughter.  They are this, purely friendly people always trying to accommodate and make sure everything was in order for a ‘fine day’ that you surely would be having.  Correctly, true.  It is as though their hearts sang a song of sunshine within which made up for the lack of sun that was shining outside upon them.

On the flip side there were also many days and lifetimes of lineages of suffering.  The Irish ancestors were frequently in turmoil.  They had been conquered over and over by the Vikings.  Rampaged, burned, beaten, raped and families and towns torn apart all the way through the entire country.  No end was spared from the ravenous beatings and killings that they endured.  There were famines and multiple attempts to be conquered by the English.  It was as though these selfless people would never receive peace over the years. Only recently has life calmed with a sense of honor and stability.  I felt all of this.  I felt it within my bones.  I felt every hardship, rampage, and suffering that I read and learned about from the locals.  I also embraced the suffering knowing that in order to overcome I had to embrace and go through the sensations I was feeling.  I saw the problems with the force of Christianity on the Pagans and had memories of this within my cells and being.  It helped me to connect more deeply with my beliefs about spirit and soul and the evolution of humanity through love and not any one religion.   Many in Ireland were crushed and made to succumb to the ways of the Christians and Catholics when our true nature was that of Pagan ritual and philosophy.  Being one with the elements, the four directions, Father sky and timeless ecology of the Mother still lives deeply within my heart and the hearts of my Irish ancestors.  We were in love with this way of Be-ing.

So what did I do as I explored Ireland and learned of my beautifully sacred background that was full of turmoil?  What did I do knowing the desire to recover and resolve to a new and lighter level of living lived within my heart?  I made peace for all suffering.  I forgave and I resolved for all of this.  For my entire lineage and all of my ancestors that walked through all suffering on their own forever and ever for themselves.  I felt the sensations of the loss and grief and heartache and then I softly and bravely forgave and resolved for all of it.  I prayed, I spoke to my spirit and the wisdom of my soul and unveiled a richness within me that so desperately just wanted to let it all go but peacefully weed out the large roots that kept me quietly suffering for so long in many ways.  What am I speaking of when I say suffering?  Many of us are walking around with facets of our ancestors intertwined within our DNA.  These facets, most of the time, are filled with karmic unresolved issues that are being played out time and time again within our day to day lives in all that we do.  It happens with our everyday actions, relationships, careers, home, and family lives.  How do I know this?  Full experience within my own life and that as an intuitive who senses and knows all of this deep within my blood.  The outlook of your ancestors that you are born into becomes yours as well.  Anything unresolved becomes yours to handle.  It has happened so many times and more than I count on my two hands and two feet.  I know.  So, I suggest that these things were just waiting to be unveiled as I traveled to Ireland and faced my energetic lineage in all space times and dimensions.  They were waiting for me to help resolve and make peace for all of us which is exactly what I did.

As we traveled, as things came up within my emotional field, and as I could sense the chaos of many things that happened within history in Ireland I spoke to my highest self and resolved.  I forgave the British, the English, the Catholics, the Christians, the Royals, the Hierarchies, those that were in charge, those in control and materially abundant as well.  I forgave them all and all ill intentions that they had with the Irish.  The ones that raped, burned villages, killed, crucified, starved, and beheaded many.  For all of those that were stabbed or shot in the back, killed with arrows, swords, and burnings.  For all of it.  I forgave those who did this out of fear of dying themselves for not following their masters, kings and monarchies.  I forgave for all starvation and all families that could not nourish and take care of each other in the ways that were needed due to the circumstances and due to the hardship they were facing.  I forgave for all the children that did not receive what they needed in order to feel right and worthy and one with their true nature as divine beings and for all that they endured because of what their towns and families were going through.  I asked for all of this to be taken care of, all of this to be released, transformed into love and to be filled back up with this transformational energy of love and freedom from all suffering.

And in this, as I did this, over and over again as every sensation entered my body I felt it all begin to release and transform truly within me.  I felt myself shift over and over again into more fantastic stages and beings of me.  Until, I was finally able to enter the version of me that was finally at peace with all of it.  Truly at peace.  This was a peace that I had not known yet despite all the peacefulness that had taken over myself over the years of the self healing that I had done.  Here it was more of myself that was allowing to be healed and taken care of.  What did  I notice physically after all of this?  A list of symptoms that had plagued me for ages suddenly began to clear up.

I had been plagued with digestive issues for years.  I could not eat bread and had to live a gluten free and dairy free life.  This was resolved.  I had an urge to go out and eat luscious desserts at lovely restaurant run by locals that were so divine.  I ate and relished every incredible bite with not a stitch of stomach upset.  I ate cakes, scones, and delectable breads and with no avail, no distress and no oddities to my digestive system.  I was free and flowing.

I felt at peace and as though everything was exactly as it should be in every way.  All things were turning out exactly as they should.  All abundance woes released, food issues subsided, and I came to peace with an all knowing that I am surrounded by exactly what is needed at any time and every time.  Solutions and answers to perceived problems came about and questions that I had over recent difficulties within myself and my family were answered.  Current issues were simply taken care of, resolved, and at rest.

What did I learn from this?  I learned what I already knew just in a different way.   We are all connected no matter what.  My healing and resolving is your healing and resolving. What I did for myself extended to my family of the present, past, and future.  I don’t know exactly the effects of everything that was taken care of but I do know that the best possible outcome is happening for all.  And this was simply done in a beautiful sensation filled prayer of resolution for us all.

What I know now is experience and moment to moment being as everything.  Nothing is impossible and everything can be undone and resolved.  Simply everything.  Learn to resolve within yourself so that the world before you shifts.  When we attempt to control what is going on in the outside we attempt to bind our wings that just want to fly.  We fly by sensing and being with what is and what is within.  When I resolve within me I recognize it has nothing to do with the outside and everything to do with the inside of unresolved.  And so it is and finally becomes the recognition of everything, the I AM.

My father’s Irish lineage was resolved and I finally became a part of a piece of my ancestors that was always within me and waiting to be heard.  I saw them clearly for the first time face to face.  I listened to the woes of a lineage that wanted to be heard and finally answered the prayers through resolution and healing.  I became one.

And my beautiful son, born with a disability, brought home 4 bronze medals for the USA in 4 out of 5 events.  Truly a miracle on all levels.   And truly worth living for.

I’ll never forget you Ireland and I appreciate all that you represent and live for everyday in every way.

Please and Thank you…Amen.