Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Recycling

I went to my favorite event of the month, mediumship development, last night. We did the usual preparation by doing a group meditation, led by Carrie. She has us fill our virtual back backs with the baggage we carry around (daily stresses). Once the pack is full we push it down this incredibly deep well. The well goes all the way out to the cosmos.

Last night my pack was blissfully light, a few items in it, but my heart was light. As I pushed my pack into the abyss and Carrie instructed us to see it sent to the astral plane I wondered how could it be recycled, who would want my worries?

Then I thought of tens of thousands of souls who would give anything to have any one of my problems. The "burdens" I carry usually revolve around bills, or too much to do, or a disagreement with someone. But if you think about it... how many people in this world would love to get a bill for something, to have credit, to be able incur a debt without being imprisoned? To be able to buy food? To be able to buy a toy for a child?

How many lonely people are there that would love to be in a disagreement with someone, because it meant human connection and discourse.

How silly of me to just toss these things out as if they were burdens. Aren't they all the joys of life? Even the hardships? Don't we realize that to miss someone means we've loved someone?

I wonder how many things I'll put into that back pack next time?

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Long Time No Seek

It's been a while since I blogged, partially a lack of psychic experience and partially due to an abundance of other things to do. One does have to do with the other. Being too busy to notice the messages when they come your way is the biggest problem to realizing that you are psychic.

I have been telling a lot of people about the psychic classes and my thoughts on being psychic with absolutely no ill affect. Mostly people at work, but even other people that I am acquainted with that I don't know as well. It could be they think I'm crazy and aren't telling me to my face :-) but honestly that's not the impression I'm getting.

The reaction I have been getting is more like, "How do I take that class?" "How do you know you're psychic?" "Wow, that's fascinating, I've always believed in that stuff but never told anyone..." "My sister is a Reki Healer..." It seems everyone has a story, society is changing, we are becoming more aware. Or as my brother would say, "transhuman" and as my teacher would say "awake". Whatever you call it, there's a change in the air.

I've had a few interesting events in the past month. A woman from the organization Find Me (http://www.findme2.com) approached me at the bookstore and introduced herself as one of the psychic volunteers that helps to find victims, or criminals to solve cases. She came back into the metaphysical section of the book store and found me and introduced herself. There's a lot of books in that section, and I didn't have a psychic book in my hand at the time.

I have a friend who reached out to my higher self and left a message for me to read his blog. I never read his blog, but this entry was important. The event was significant enough to get me to blog today.

I don't know what is in store for me next, I've finished the first series of classes, on to the next series for more training. I feel like I've finish my general education requirements to see what's out there. Time to specialize.

My gut is telling me to focus on mediumship. Everytime we meditate as a group I am followed by children into the glen. They play around me and I enjoy their company. I know they will guide me in the right direction. I believe that I will be guiding lost children's souls in the right direction. A sad thought, but if they are lost who better to take care of them?