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Your Life Wants to Get Your Attention

1/13/2017

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How do you know how to navigate through your life?

Is it by chance, fate, by sheer force of will? Do you make decisions from logic, intuition, or from faithful practice?

I tend to have weird/wonderful spiritual events that predict monumental changes in my life. They show up at the oddest times, in the most unconventional ways, but they are always a jaw-dropping experience.

Take, for instance, the moment my father died.

I knew it the minute it happened. We were driving to the airport en route to see him for his birthday; he'd been sick and wasn't expected to live much longer.

I was quietly contemplating life when I felt a whoooosh travel through the center of my body, as if steam was coming off of my torso. I turned to my husband and calmly, yet confidently, told him: "Dad just died."

After we'd landed hours later, it was confirmed that at the moment of my experience, my father had, indeed, passed away.

When I became pregnant with my third child, the other two were only 3 years and 14 months old, so I wasn't exactly excited about another pregnancy so soon...until I heard a statement so loud and clear in my head, I couldn't deny it:
"This baby is meant to be here because in two years your life will be drastically different."

I accepted the message as fact because it wasn't anything I'd made up. It also helped me relax about having another baby (miraculously, it did not send me into panic-mode about my future!).

And two years later--almost to the day--my husband's secret life was exposed, which threw our future into a new trajectory.

And my spiritual events only intensified.

For months I was in grief, but I also felt carried by something outside of me. I heard encouraging words whispered in my ear, and I felt tangible guidance lifting me out of bed and walking me down the hall when I had little strength to do so on my own.

I knew that I was being looked after by a Presence I couldn't see, but could feel and hear.

Years after moving to a new state, and months after ending another relationship, I began sensing male energy in my home. I knew "he" was safe, kind, and loving, but I had no idea who he was, or why he was becoming an almost permanent fixture in my life.

Four years later, the puzzle pieces came together when a man from my past shared his experiences of "being" in my home, even though he lived 3,000 miles away. He accurately described my house in full detail--a place he had never seen.

Why do these wild and crazy experiences happen, you ask? And why are they transmitted to me like this?

Your guess is as good as mine, because I can't make this shit up. And if I hadn't experienced it, I may not believe me, either. I understand if you're feeling a bit skeptical right now.

But I've learned to trust these unusual experiences because they have become a constant in my life. I am sensitive to this form of communication, which means I'm more apt to hear it.

The messages appear out of nowhere and everything in my body knows them to be true. I respond as if the messages are being delivered by a trusted friend, even when I'm baffled about the wild and goofy ways they got my attention.

They've taught me to trust a benevolent force, they've guided me toward necessary changes, and they've offered epiphanies and lessons about my life.

And I am once again reminded of how beautifully we are being looked after, guided, and loved.

I happen to believe that my experiences are all about communing with God, but you may have another name for it: the Universe, Mother Nature, aliens--whatever you believe to be at the center of this beautiful, crazy and vast world.

What is the language you hear or respond to best? In what ways is your life trying to get your attention?

Trust your intuition; believe that coincidences are meant to be gifts for your happiness and well-being; and know that you receive messages in the best way you can hear them.

So pay attention to those messages, no matter how whacky they seem, or in whatever form they appear.

They might just change your life. 



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Radical Self-Care

1/9/2017

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The Monday of Christmas week, I was in surgery for a second time--a follow-up to a procedure I'd had two months earlier. This was supposed to be the final nip and tuck that was going to fix my problem.

One of my super powers is that I have a high tolerance to pain. I delivered three, seven-pound babies without any medication, and I was reminded of this handy super power during the first surgery.

I breezed through it without so much as a whimper, so I was expecting the same this time.

And it was. But because I also felt "fine" just hours after surgery, I assumed I was cured and began to overdo my activity.

I went shopping. I baked and cooked. I went out to eat.

On day three post-op, my incision was still intact and pain-free, but my throat started feeling raw and scratchy. Assuming it was from being intubated while on the operating table, I ignored the symptoms that suggested a cold was settling in.

I normally don't get sick, not even a sniffle, so I am not used to slowing down when my body needs to rest. But within hours, my cough singed the lining of my throat and pulled at my stitches. I felt more tired than I had after surgery just a few days before.

No matter how quickly I thought I'd recovered from being cut open, it was obvious that my body was trying to get my attention by saddling me with a cold. I may not have felt post-surgical pain, but my body needed rest and comfort in order to heal.

And I was failing to listen.

I had to practice radical self-care if I had any hope of healing completely.

So I did. I binge-watched ten episodes of This Is Us, and marathoned through three movies in a row. I stayed in my jammies for two solid days. I napped on the couch, midday. I declined offers from friends for coffee. And I stayed home from work longer than I'd intended to.

And bit by tiny bit, I started feeling better. My body was given a chance to heal because I chose to acquiese and let it take over.

Because, as I have learned countless times over many years, it always knows best.

My throat stopped burning, my cough receded, and my stitches were no longer getting tugged out of place. I even returned to work in time for our Christmas party!

Perhaps if I hadn't gotten a cold, I wouldn't have slowed down. Perhaps I wouldn't have healed properly. Perhaps I would've missed more work, or heaven forbid--my work party!

But my body is wiser than I am, and it knew I was not going to slow down because I wasn't feeling any pain. So in its wise ways, it slammed me with a four-day cold that put me in my place--on the couch with movies and plenty of rest.

It did not care that Christmas was fast-approaching, or that I wanted to get shit done.

It only cared that I heal. Because my body, in all of its infinite protection, loves me.

And our bodies are always pushing us toward healing.

When have you needed to practice radical self-care, but kept on going, instead? Did your body rebel anyway? 

As the holidays come to a close, it's important that we don't overwhelm ourselves and burn ourselves out; we must slow down, say 'no' when we're taking on too many obligations, and w
e must practice radical self-care.

Especially if it feels foreign. Or like wasted time. Or a bother.

It's when we listen to the wisdom of our bodies that miracles are allowed to happen. 

Happy 2017!


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Strengthen Your Intuitive Muscle

11/1/2016

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"Trust your hunches. They're usually based on facts filed away just below the conscious level." ~ Joyce Brothers

Boy, do I know this one well.

I have a very keen intuition, but sadly, I have not always been obedient about following it. I mean, sometimes it just sounds too ludicrous to believe without some tangible proof, right?

One day I was home alone with small kiddos when I heard a knock at the door. It was morning, the sun was shining, and I was not the least bit worried about opening it.

I happily greeted the gentleman standing on my doorstep, when he took one step forward, extending his hand to find mine. He was practically in my home, standing toe-to-toe with me, in less than a nano-second.

My jolliness vanished as I slammed the door in his face, bolting it shut.

My heart was racing and my body was in complete shaking mode, but my first thought was: What the hell did I do that for? I was even feeling slightly embarrassed for having acted so "rudely".

My body knew something was amiss long before my mind could register any danger, and it acted on it before I could talk myself out of it.

How many times have you experienced something similar, and how many times have you thought:
What the hell did I do that for?

Our intuition is meant to guide us to safety--always. But it also does not alert us in any huge, tangible way. Instead, it communicates with us through feeling, which is damn hard to connect to sometimes. It's subtle, ambiguous and oh, so easy to miss.

So how are we supposed to follow it if we can hardly detect it?

If you can learn to listen--really listen--to the changes in your body, you can sharpen your senses to "hear" your intuition "speak" more clearly.

That subtle tug in your gut when you're making an important decision? Listen to it. The skip in your heart when you think about your child's moodiness? Investigate it. Your unexplained reaction to meeting someone new? Question it.

Or, go with it (without question) when your body hijacks your brain and does something out of character. It could just save your life.

Here's to practicing, failing, listening, and practicing s'more. In time, you will have strengthened your intuitive muscle and your willingness to follow it more blindly.

And your life will never again be the same.
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    After being raised in the mid-west, I migrated south for high school (with a year in Brazil) and college, and ventured west for a long marriage (and later, divorce)...and eventually landed in the northwest--my real home. Sigh. 

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