2013: Moments that Matter

Well friends, it has been awhile, I suppose that is an understatement. For the last 6 months I have struggled with what to say, how to articulate all that has transpired. Ideas for how to say what is on my heart have circled around the cloud of my mind but lacked any clarity. That is until last night I stumbled on a "Moments that Matter" Competition sponsored by Loyd's Bank and a few really great bloggers mentioned at the bottom of the post. To be honest, I was initially drawn in by the prize, but as the hours ticked on and I couldnt sleep... I realized, it was the motivation, the challenge that was driving me. The inspiration was always there, I just needed a push so thank you bloggers.

I am of the mindset that every moment is transformative... at least in its potential. Most moments come and go from our lives like the waves ebbing and flowing, we dont even take particular notice at the time. It is simply in our minds the passage of time, the way things are. It is often only on reflection that we see that in THAT moment, everything changed, or WE changed. Often as things are unfolding we can not see who we are becoming, only that who we were is no longer there for us... and so it was for me in 2013.

I could pick from a number of moments that mattered, and transformed me and must mention a few. This little blog, my little footprint in the annals of internet "time" fell softly on this page... a friend had pushed me to put myself out there, and I did, never thinking that it would draw any interest and in terms of great followings... there are not that many, but those that do follow matter to me.

I started doing past life readings, it was my way of coping with the daily demands I had on me, the readings were therapeutic as they took me away from my reality into one where there was healing and connection and love that knows no limit of time or space. I never expected the demand. I thought "ha if one person is interested that would be fun"... I still have a waiting list... more about that later.

I became the mommy of 2 guinea pigs. I never had any experience with guinea pigs, and if I had seen them in a pet store would have walked right by them. But when my sister in law asked if we would be interested as her two girls had out grown them, who would have imagined they would come to be such a dynamic and integral part of our lives. A week after having them, I took them to be groomed and one died of shock. I was absolutely devastated. How could I love a little fella so much that I had only known a week. But "Dude" represented something so much more. He wasnt just a guinea pig, but dependent on me. His little friend was so depressed that we had to get him a little friend, so Buddy entered our lives... he is a little mess... but we love him to bits.  We cant imagine life without them... they are free range piggies now.. in our lounge... far more entertaining than telly!!

Dude and Charlie... dear sweet dude is the one with the black face... xx

Charlie and his mini-me Buddy... he still eats his dinner IN the plate!

I joined a Gospel Choir and sung for the first time in public in over 7 years... what a feeling!! Amazing. I still had that passion, that joy, that movement in me... and because of that moment of singing, I was able to see my mom for the first time in 3 years as she flew from the US to see me! WOW! What a moment....

My Mom and I

And all of those moments were defining and life shaping, but they were not THE moment that changed everything.

As some of you reading this may know, in June of 2011 we moved in with my husband's parents to care for his mother full time. She had been diagnosed several years earlier with PSP (Progressive Supraneural Palsy)- imagine Parkinson's but instead of shaking she froze. The life expectancy for the illness is 5-7 years post diagnosis, but when we got there she had had it for 12 years!! My mother in law was a woman of "that" generation. Strong ideas about what it meant to be a mother, a wife, British. Me being a divorced American mother of 2 challenged those ideas after having married her son whom I met on the internet.

I did NOT consider myself the type of person that could handle day to day caring and nursing of anyone, but I found myself gradually stepping into that position. I am the mom that gags at "offensive" smells, squirms at the sight of blood... you get the picture. At least that is who I used to be. As things progressed, *I* was the one who did the tube feeds, toilet time, clothes changes. I resuscitated her twice. Sat in the hospital with her after one of her more gory falls. Who was this "me"?

Throughout all of this time my husband had really been focusing on the psychological nature of this illness and we had made so much progress. Physically she had stabilized. As a matter of fact, it left the doctors scratching their head. How could a woman that was supposed to be dead 7 years ago, be doing ok? Sure she wasnt talking, but she could when she had motivation to.

There comes, however, a point. I was worn down after 2 and a half years of every day being the same stress and demand, the constant vigilance. Any moment she could stop breathing, I didnt even feel I could go to the store, let alone for coffee with my friend.  My husband was struggling as well to face each day. And our kids are home educated so they too, just needed some space from it all. We hadnt had a break in well over a year so in August 2013... we made what we felt (and later proved to be true) was a radical decision. We went away for 5 days.

I set everything up, everything was arranged. My father in law assured us he could handle it. And we had no doubts about that really... he handles everything.. just in his own very unique way. But we felt we had no choice.

So we packed up the piggies and the bird and the kids and away we went. While we were away, we realized we could no longer do things the same way we had been doing them, it was killing us. So we called and everything seemed fine, so we decided to just breathe and allow ourselves to be guided. A better option would present itself, or a different way, or something...

After 5 days we returned to find her sitting alone in the lounge... the tv was on, but never had she seemed so alone. There was a peace that permeated the house, that had been lacking for so long. I felt differently. We spoke and I thought I saw her wiping tears from her eyes when I left the room, but I could have been mistaken. My husband took her to the computer room which over the years had become a therapy room. I went to my beloved sanctuary... the garden shed ( I sigh in relief at the mere thought of it.. I loved that space). From where I was sat, I could hear bits and pieces of his conversation with her, and see him pointing out to the garden, her beloved garden. She had watched the seasons change, framed by the huge window in the computer room. Often she would seem distracted watching the kids or the neighbors cats.

This day there was no EFT or meditations... just a son being with and reflecting with and encouraging his mum.

My father in law went out.

I prepared her for bed and there was silence, and a gentleness. She was a woman of great pride, bordering often on vanity, and the bedtime routine was often one fraught with moments of indignity no matter how much one tries to protect against that, there are things that can not be avoided, but that night, there was only peace. I thought later, that our decision to approach things differently really had made a significant difference!

As sometimes was the case, I couldnt sleep. So I got up and went out to my shed with its lovely carpeted floor and cushions and the neighbor's cat sleeping in the chair... and fell asleep. I was awakened sometime in the darkest part of the night to the sound of someone running through the garden. I sat bolt up. I looked around and thought I saw a flash of someone running in racing gear through the back garden into the neighbors garden which had a fence separating it. I said out loud to myself, "I need to speak to Andrew about running through the garden in the middle of the night... it is not appropriate."

 I went back to sleep and woke up a few hours later, wide awake and full of energy. NOT NORMAL!!!! I am the kind of girl that needs a cup of tea and a shower and nudge to get me going. That morning I had decided I was going to go to the store and get something as soon as it opened (I dont remember what) and I would be back in time to put my mother in law on her feed. Today was going to be the start of a new way of doing things... I was determined. My husband got up went downstairs and checked on his mother and saw she was sleeping peacefully so decided not to wake her, he felt she deserved a lie in.

About 30 minutes later we heard my father in law speaking to her, telling her it was time to get up, and then he called to us and we knew. Everything that followed was a blur.

It goes without saying, that THAT moment changed everything. So often we dont realize we were holding on until we let go. I felt like she had let us go. She had let go of everything she had been holding onto, and in so doing, forced us to let go as well. Everyone commented on how it was a surprise because she had seemed so well, just the day before when her friends had been around. And maybe she was well... but just couldnt BE well here.

We are conditioned to believe certain things about death, and in my opinion those conditionings really reflect our fears of our own mortality and our questions about what exists after "this". I believe my mother in law had made peace with those fears. I would like to believe that our beliefs helped her with that. I mean as a past life reader... my beliefs are a wee bit obvious. In my opinion life for her was really just beginning. It is like they say, for me at least, another door opening. How can there be an end? For if we know in our hearts that we will love someone forever, isnt that a clue that there is such thing as a "forever"... but each person can only know what is true for themselves. And make peace with that truth.

So... in that moment everything stopped. That moment mattered IN that moment. Though the moment seemed to last days, weeks.... there was an emptiness. But it was one as much of potential as it was of loss. The loss wasnt of a person, for we felt her around us, but of purpose. What existed before us was pure potential and possibility. And what exactly does one do with that? Our lives had become defined by feedings and schedules, supervising and delegating the details of keeping another human alive. And now that was gone.

It was clear that my father in law wanted and needed his space so we gave it to him, we started looking for somewhere to move to because we needed our own space to heal. We were guided... to a little town on the coast called so very appropriately Peacehaven. And it has served us well. These last 6 months have been entirely about healing and making peace with what is... we knew when we came here that it was temporary... and so it is... but isnt all of life temporary...

Isnt it so that in its temporary nature... it all matters... every moment matters.

Who knows what the next moment will offer, but I know that it will matter.

I leave with you this... I dont know if I will start back on my readings, I will do if I am guided, but make this moment matter, this connection, this life... celebrate what you are given because it will never pass this way again...

And for Sue... and anyone else that feels the space created when someone transitions through that door... to the other side... I would only say in reference to the song... all good things seem so much sweeter with the thought of how much you would have appreciated it...

I am often reminded of that memory of sitting up in the middle of the night hearing someone running through the garden, I have come to feel that it was Sue... breaking free, running for her life, the athlete that she always imagined herself to be, and now is free to be... GO Sue... a new life where everything you have dreamed of awaits you, because you are free. And so are we...  May the blessings be... always in all ways....

~ Jenn

Thanks to all the bloggers involved in this competition, you each inspire so much... Emma, Jacqui, Away with the Faries, She Might be Loved, Miss Lucy Loves, Oh So Amelia

Know thyself... Heal thyself

So often we start from the premise that we "know" who we are. My name is Jenn, I am a mother, I am a wife, I am a daughter, I like chocolate, I am a vegetarian, I am a healer, I have blonde-ish hair, it is very thin. I love to sing. We assume that our basic characteristics define us, we place ourselves in boxes as we are conditioned to believe that these things are unchanging, and therefore say to the world "who we really are".  But I challenge that... who we are conditioned to believe we really are is constantly changing. It is never the same from one moment to the next. Lets explore this a bit... Could it be our conditioning is actually what is found in the word... BE-LIE-f?

I havent always been a mother... this is only a recent phenomenon... Really recent in fact. Sure I had my son when I was 30 (11 years ago), but I dont actually think I embraced the role of mother until about 6 years ago... before then I cared for him (he never went hungry or naked or without hugs and kisses and bedtime stories), but I was so unsure of who I was in relationship TO him, that I looked for every kind of distraction possible to run from the fear of being found out I didnt have a clue what I was doing! I have come now finally to accept the fact that parenting by definition comes with some insecurity, as we are changing in every moment so are our kids... just because they loved Teletubbies when they were 2 does NOT mean they will appreciate the purple dino's song when they are 10 and you are picking them up from school. Can you imagine the horror? But we are conditioned to believe that things stay the same, that we should stay the same that our relationships should stay the same, so we seek to make them our friends so that we feel close to them, we seek to never ever upset them because we are conditioned again to believe that there is no security in love, and that relationships are fragile and temporary. We hold back our truth, even if we know it is the only way to sanity, because we are afraid our children will stop loving us. We feel that maybe we were maladjusted because of our parents behavior, so we try to do better, we read every parenting book and join every website with the best and latest advice, and we push away our truths... It is what it is until it isnt.

I have always been someone's daughter, but what has that meant? Was it my responsibility to look after their emotional needs, was I here to make THEM happy? What could I possibly do to earn their approval and love? Was being smart the best way? Or perfectly behaved? What about marrying the "right" person or choosing the "right" career? Did they love my brother more than me? What did it mean if they didnt love me, or approve of me, or appreciate me? Who was I in this dynamic? What did it say about ME? Was I generally unworthy if I didnt have my emotional needs met in the way *I* needed them to be met? Were the presents and gifts attempts to quantify their love for me? Was their attempt to be my friend or foe, an attempt to try and manipulate me into again being who they thought I should be? Was their love for me so fragile?  I know it sounds ridiculous on paper, but is it really? We relate to the world through our interpretation of God/Source/Creator. Our first real experience of this was in infancy when we were totally dependant on another for our survival. If all of our needs were met and we felt secure we knew that the world was a safe and loving place to be, if not, well, it could be down right frightening. Now as we grew, we may have had experiences that challenged those primary beliefs, and thus our understanding of our world and who we were in relation to it changed as well. We may have done something like leave a religion that traditionally our family held on to, and in their disappointment pushed us away. Or married someone they didnt approve of, or a myriad of other things... We may not have understood that their pushing away was a reflection of THEIR insecurities...

I could go on... how we change our desires and beliefs a million times throughout our life, but yet we have a sense that there is something fundamentally central and core to our being... something that indeed stretches beyond all relationships, all jobs, all roles, all beliefs and feelings... there is something an essence or what I will call soul... that resides somewhere in us and at the same time in GOD, or source creator. Something that is as unchanging as love itself. To be clear our experience of love changes, but the love the energy and essence of love is love.

When we understand that who we really are is love, and is loved, our paradigm begins to shift. We see that we are the creators of our experience SO THAT we can know what it is to change and grow. We can see all the relationships in our lives reflecting our own selves... silently whispering lessons that we long to learn, heal experiences that we have misunderstood. No relationship no matter how brief is insignificant. The lady with the crying kid in front of you in the grocery store, is an opportunity for us to give love, or reflect on the crying baby within us all, questioning what need are we seeking to have fulfilled in this moment, are we somewhere in our life crying out to be heard. Is there a truth we want to speak but are afraid of standing in our power. Are we afraid that those around us may not recognize us and therefore not like us if we speak or live our truth? But here is the thing... when we refuse to live OUR truth, we are saying to everyone around us that they do not have permission to live THEIR truth. WOW!!! Lets look at that... when we look to our hearts and reflect on what our soul truth is (in love) and then we refuse to live it out of fear, we say to our children, "dont follow your dreams because it may hurt someone", "Be what is ok  and safe in the world, if you have a passion, keep it to yourself." "Dont rock the boat." You see the way we support and offer love to ourselves is the only thing we can offer others. We may say the right words, but people respond and feel our truth in our actions.

As we allow ourselves the gifts of honesty, we allow others to be honest with themselves too. Yes there may be some hurt feelings, but like I have observed in some relationships would I prefer to have relationships built on conditioned response and white lies that can be controlling or manipulative or would I prefer relationships based in transparency? I know what I prefer, but there are those who would prefer the superficial stuff because the real raw connection is scary... I can understand that, but it makes healing oneself... nigh on impossible. Because ALL illness is created from this disconnection with soulself... and that connection can only be made in clear heart wide open transparency.

What if we were more than a collection of learned patterns and beliefs? What if who we are extended beyond this lifetime or any lifetime? What if who we are was infinite and ever changing? What if who were are is known only in the unknowing, only in the constant questioning and redefinition? What if the limitations we experience or place upon ourselves werent even necessarily from this lifetime? What if in shining a light on all that we are, even the bits we dont like, we were free to BE well and whole. After all by definition we can not be "WHOLE" and cut off bits we think others wont like. It is only in embracing the shadow, shining a light on our fears and conditioned limiting beliefs about ourselves that we can heal ourselves. We are so much more than we have imagined ourselves to be... who are we to play small or expect another to?

It is as we accept and allow ALL that we are and ever have been and yet will be, that we heal ourselves, we return to the wholeness and innocence that we are. And as we heal ourselves we allow those around us to heal as well... so in essence when we heal ourselves we heal the world.

We are each moving from the darkness of thousands of years of limiting beliefs into the light of change... into the light of knowing we can not ever fix our knowing in one place in time or space, for everything is in constant flow... and all we are asked to do is let go...  Come on in the water's fine!!! And away we float on the waves of love... and light...

Blessings,
Jenn

The Divine Feminine... a new look at an eternal concept....

"Feminism" is a loaded word. It is bound to get a reaction. It is divisive and yet it seeks to unite. But what is it really about? Equality? Respect? Honor? "Anything you can do I can do better?" The meaning is relative to the person who is using it, I think that, at least, is something we can all agree on. Maybe?

So maybe it is time to look at creating a definition that works for ALL women. Maybe it is time to go back to the beginning, and revisit HIS-story. Maybe we only go forward in our divine paths, by seeing where we have come from.

I anticipate that this is going to be a series of blogs on my ideas about Divine Femininity. I am quite nervous about broaching the subject, as though it is something I am quite passionate about, I have a feeling it may bring up emotions. So finding the nearest place to duck! There is so much to be said and it is important for me to express that these are my personal understanding and may not resonate with many people and that is ok. There are many paths to Truth, and we must all create and discover our own.

The reason I have felt moved to write about this stems from a lot of the healings I have done recently. I have noticed two things... Firstly, over 90% of my clients are women, and secondly, the majority of those women are being guided to remember the path of the divine feminine... I will say that the men I have had the honor of working with are in TOTAL support and alignment with the re-establishment of the Divine Feminine. We will talk more about that later...

So when I am talking about the Divine Feminine, let me be clear about what I am NOT talking about. I am NOT talking about being equal in ALL ways to a man; in a man's world... quite frankly, I have never had the desire to relieve myself whilst standing, as convenient as it may be at times, not bothered. And let's be honest, what chance is there EVER of being absolutely "equal" in a patriarchal societal setup, (and the same could be said for a matriarchal set up... which is what has brought us to this point). Nor am I talking about women being tough or strong or bullying or domineering or bitchy or manipulative or controlling or weak or feeble or victims. NOR is the Divine Feminine defined by sex or sexual orientation. When I speak of the Divine Feminine (and from here on "women") I am referring to our heart/soul experience of the world.

A NEW WORLD... one in which BOTH the Feminine, and the Masculine are honored equally as they walk together supporting the other, no longer in competition with or fear of the other... seeing each as compliment and mirror to the other... in harmony and balance. The vessel of creation working with and supported by the flow of creative energy... in dynamic bliss.

What I am talking about and will explore further, is women stepping into and claiming emotional freedom. Physical freedom, personal freedom, being able to express themselves in the way that resonates with their soul. And this includes the masculinized feminine as well, if that is who one truly is.  Now as nice as that sounds it requires an EXTREME departure from the norms established by and excepted by Western culture (women included)... this has now of course spread around the world and we can clearly see its negative effects.

Where there is lack of freedom, there is insecurity, there is neediness, there is dependency, there is lack there is victimhood. Where there is victimhood, there is the bully and the resucer. Now most will argue that women, thanks to the feminist movement, HAVE equal rights and are essentially able to have it ALL. And it is important to recognize that the Feminist movement is completely to thank, honor and recognize for getting us THIS far in a MAN's WORLD. But I think if we look at that closer we can see that this isnt necessarily the case that all things are equal. Sure there are women that are powerful business leaders, sports players, politicians, etc etc etc... but are they really free to be and embrace themselves. In my opinion, there is always a price to pay. Quite literally too. (but I digress).

Women that find themselves in positions that the world views as "equal" to the professional male, for example, have been conditioned to believe that there are only really one of two choices, to become like a man to survive, in the sense of being tough, thick skinned, controlling or well... what we generally associate with male success... taking no prisoners... OR using their feminine gifts or ways to get ahead. Now obviously there a million exceptions to the rule, but the lie that as women we have been fed is that women can have it all AND be genuinely happy AND have all those around her happy as well. Someone somewhere loses out when we try to be what we arent in a man's world.

 It is in the papers and on the news every single day... "Children do better in  when mother stays home."   "Research shows that kids of working moms fare just as well", "Most families need two incomes to survive" "Families with single parent income have higher rates of behavioral issues", "Single mothers make better managers" and the list goes on and on and on... then there are the looks from other women, the mumsnet, the blogs, the advice sites... and it is disturbing that we as women have turned against each other out of fear and misunderstanding. We have forgotten that it takes a village to raise not only a child but healthy compassionate, forgiving and honest adults, that see the world through the eyes of everyone is doing his/her best. We have created and supported and fed a culture of competition, where the strongest survive and the weakest... sod off. But what if... what if our strength is not found in our power to hurt, but our power to heal.

Who would we be if we loved all? Who would our children be if they were taught to love honor and accept all, AND at the same time push and encourage each other to live within their own strengths and talents. I am not talking about this watered down version of mediocrity that has crept into the the institutions, but allowing our children and ourselves to really embrace their talents and support that!! We live in a different world than the post modern industrialist did when they created our current educaiton system. There are kids now that know more about programming, health inventions, philosophy, there are children that are interested in and passionate about things that traditionally adults have told them were fairy tales or hogwash... but now, they are compelled to make a difference. We should be following their lead. We should be finding a way to support their callings and passions as we strike out to support their own.

What I am suggesting is a radical departure from the last few thousand years of conditioning, but I feel the time is now. Not only are women tired of the way things have been, and all of the pressures to achieve... but the men are exhausted as well, it is hard to live each day at war, in conflict, constantly believing the world is in need of salvation, that there is constant threat at every turn. Wouldnt it be nice to BE at peace? Wouldnt it be nice to look to another and see your brother and know that all was well...

The return to the Divine Feminine takes far more courage than running a country or company. It requires taking a stand for peace, for love, for all children everywhere to be honored, loved and cherished, for seeing the world as ours not mine. The return to the Divine Feminine seeks to make peace first with ourselves and then all that is around us. We are in the world as peace makers. We are the ones that teach our children to love one another or fear the other.

As women we have been conditioned in recent centuries to suspect, resent, compete, belittle, bully or possess. And oft times it is our fellow sisters we turn against. We have had cause. When we are dependant on the man for our survival and that of our childrens we have no choice. But what if we gathered around each other in communion, cooperation and created support for and with one another... what if we looked at our sisters as companions for this journey. What if we returned to the paths of the ancient priestessses, but with new eyes, new understandings and love. Just how different could our world be if we showed up in all of our strength, our divine power? What if we dropped the need to be masculinized women, and just be what we always have been... What would the world look like if we stopped trying to be equal and insisted on being our true selves, honoring our true nature. And that is NOT in the kitchen barefoot and pregnant... or subject or possessed or submitted to men, but walking our paths beside them.. shining our OWN light, gathering our own armies of angels giving love and support to each other, reminding our sisters of their divine heritage and they dont need to manipulate, control or bully anyone to have what they want... and desire. There has always been more than enough to go around. When all children are loved, cherished and honored for the blessings they are...

There are so many implications in the idea of returning to the Divine Feminine. And we will visit those more in depth later.

But for now, what would the world, your world look like, if you were free to live from your heart? If you knew all was well and that there was nothing to fear, and you felt loved and supported in all that you did... how different would everything be?

And the Divine Masculine is not forgotten, for the only REAL way to honor a man's divinity is through honoring our own first. And to be clear, the divine Feminine is not limited to being Female. This is a process of redefining ALL labels that have been assigned in the last few thousand years. The Divine Feminine as well as the Divine Masculine breaks down ALL barriers and limitations.

In Lak'ech,
Jenn

A Message from the Angels...

My beloved husband has been asking me to open up to offering a channelling from the angels or ascended masters. I of course have been dragging my feet. I suppose that it is my own insecurities, though I have done channellings 1000 times (as essentially that is how the healings and past life readings work)... at least, for me it is as natural as breathing, but it is putting it out there for the whole world to either embrace or reject. I know it isnt personal but there is a feeling of vulnerability. Embracing the vulnerability as I encourage all others to do, I must expect no less from myself! So here goes...

Greetings, beloveds of heart and soul. Today, I Chamuel, would like to share a message. One of hope, peace, love and honor. Honoring of love, unity and the divinity that each of you inherently carries within. By no fault of your own you have been conditioned into believing that you are less than divine. That you are bound by the limitations and fears that have been taught to you over the last couple thousand years. We say unto you, THIS is not your true nature. You are unlimited beings of love, light, creative genius and power.

When you look around and you observe chaos and fear provoking situations... we say unto you... look past that. Look beyond what is being presented. We promise you the truth that love is EVERYWHERE, it is becoming harder and harder to hide from those willing to see. And YES there are many who are trying to keep the truth from you so that you may continue to live in fear. You see when you are afraid, anyone can have power over you. When you are living from the paradigm that you are love and that you are eternal and that all is well... what is there to fear? You can only "lose" what you have never really believed you have had. When you understand that you are everything and everything is you, what is there to lose? It is an impossibility.

Experiences may come and go, but love remains. Everyone is experiencing transition in their lives right now in one form or another... It is the way of growth that in order to be open to receiving one thing we must let go of another. There is what one would describe as a sense of loss, but on another level it is more a case of we have integrated that experience into our being and we are moving from that experience as a platform. The loss of a loved one, a job, a dream, an opportunity, is equally an opening for greater depth of love, pursuing of a passion, dreaming a bigger even better dream, an unimagined possibility showing up as a seeming miracle.

ALL of life seeks to support you, push you, celebrate you, encourage you. ALL of life seeks to draw you back to your original understanding of self. You are an ever expanding expression of God/Source/Creator's experience of itself. You did not come here to play little. You have had lifetimes of experience to prepare you for this moment. No amount of pretending to be small will subdue the urge to shine the light that you are.

You may find yourself asking, "But who am I?" and we say, "You our beloved... who ARENT you?" Not one soul on the earth at this time is anything less than amazing. Every soul is offering an opportunity for love, growth and expansion. There are those witholding their light so that others learn the full capacity of their light. There are those that act in cries for love, so that others may act with boldness in unconditioned love. There are those who act from a place of sleep so that others may awaken. Take not for granted the value and worth of any man. We are living in a time where the truth is coming forth so rapidly.

It is time for ALL men women and children to wake to the truth of their divine nature and live from that. When women remember their divinity, their sacredness, power and the blessing that they are, how will they treat themselves and from that others? When men recall their divine nature, the holiness that flows through them, would they then need others to follow them in order to feel worthy? And our precious children, when they are recognized for the unique individuations of spirit that they are, would we need for them to conform and fit in so that we as adults feel more comfortable? Would you as parents need for them to be your friends so that you felt secure, or would they be free?

If the love you give comes with limits, expectations or conditions, then my beloveds it can not be called love. Love can never abide where fear resides. The time has come to release your fears, and love just because it is what you are, know that you can never truly be alone, and that all can only ever be well.

Things are changing so rapidly that in the coming months and years you will look back on today and not recognize it as anything other than a dream. You are living the echo of your dreams. You are in a state of shaking the sleep from your minds and looking around at the beautiful reality you are creating. One in which you are the powerful creators, operating from love, freedom, joy and ease... where all beings are celebrated for all they have to give... and all is given as a blessing for the purpose of blessing. There is only abundance and peace. You want for all others that their deepest heartfelt desires be fulfilled as you know the universe is ever able to give to all endlessly...

Be blessed my beloveds, walk in the sacred knowledge that you are loved. Feel our wings around you and rest in the knowing that it is already done. You have already "Made it". Your dreams have already come true and are waiting for you to catch up to them. It is here... even if it doesnt feel like it this minute... if you could see yourselves from our position you would be weeping for joy as we are for you. You are forever wrapped in the arms of love.

And so it is and shall ever be.... say I Archangel Chamuel... in love light and eternal bliss....

The Divine Within?

I think it is safe to say that for the most part western society has been conditioned to believe that we as humans are nothing in and of ourselves. From the time we take our first breath we are conditioned to believe that a) we are dependant on another for our life and b) those on whom we are dependant can at anytime and for whatever reason withdraw their love and support. We are taught that life is scary, and we are helpless victims, without either control OR responsibility.

It isnt anyone's "fault" per se, those that taught us, themselves were products of the conditioning. And they sent us to the same schools to learn the same lessons in obedience to authority that they had learned. They taught us about a God that was punitive, needy and fickle. A God whose love was only given in response to obedience and the rules were ever changing. It was an insecure love at best. We were conditioned to believe that we were born flawed and in need of rescuing. We were conditioned to believe that we could only go so far or achieve so much, and that our dreams were limited by our abilities or someone else's will for us. We were made to believe that we are victims of our body's ailments and conditions (or that they were our curses or crosses to bear), and that we need "professionals" and "chemicals" to "treat" us... notice I didnt say cure or heal.

What if all of that was a misunderstanding? What IF we are conscious creators of our reality? What if what we are experiencing right this very moment is ultimately for our highest wonder, our highest good and growth... or even greatness. What if everything that has gone before, no matter how challenging or traumatic was brought to us BY US, so that we may remember the reality of who we really are? Would it change our experience?

What if we came into this experience with our hearts wide open? In innocence we loved, because it is what we are. We offered our hearts, open to the world. We dreamed. We remembered our connection to the all. Everything was magical. We saw with pure vision, maybe even talking to "imaginary" friends. In fact, everything was our friend... the bird, the butterfly, the stranger, the baby laughing in the mirror, the leaves that waved at us all day from the trees.

Where we had come from we knew only connection to the divine THROUGH the divine. Fear does not exist where love abides, and we came from love. Pure unconditioned love, and that is what we came to offer. Little did we understand the fear upon this planet, and that those we would be coming to had long forgotten their connection and were now living in separation. Fear separates, love connects. When they held us in their arms they were filled with the memory of the pure unconditional love they once experienced, but then the fear of loss rushed in.

The cycle of victim, bully, rescuer (with life often being cast the role of bullier) was taught to us. And we learned our roles well. We reacted to the sense of separation with crying, as it was a new situation, unfamiliar to us, and we were approached in fear. A new mother is a very terrified being, may we bless the mother who was doing her very best to love the way she had been conditioned to understand love to be.

Maya Angelou once said, "When you know better you do better." Well, it is time we reflect on our true understanding of love. It is time we KNOW ourselves. When we know ourselves as love we act as love. We no longer have the need to look outside ourselves for saviours, leaders, healers, guides or gurus.

We came to this earth perfectly endowed as individuations of the creator/God/Source experiencing itself as itself. Your hand is an extension of this thing called "you" and is no less an expression or part of you than your toe. Your toe's experience of the world is far different than your hand, but no less sacred, real or valuable. Do you consider your toe less of you than your hand? No... and so it is with all of creation. You are no less divine than a star, or one who came as an avatar to remind us of
that truth.

May we all remove our blinders, our blocks and our conditionings so as to remember each other and ourselves in our full light and glory.

When we drop our victim/blame conditioning we are free. We can create our reality and experience any way we choose. We begin to see there are no enemies, only eternal extensions of our chosen experience. Blessings to help us grow and remember the divinity we have mistakenly sought outside of us... pointing us within. Pointing us to what we have forgotten... "The Kingdom of Heaven is within."

In Lak'ech,
Jenn

Putting out the "Open" sign... butterflies...

So... deep breath... in... out.... here we go!!! For several years I have been guided to share my gifts and light with a wider audience. Whilst I have encouraged others to shine their light, I have been rather reluctant to BE out there. Fear of rejection? Maybe. Fear of ridicule? Possibly. But these are things I have helped others clear in themselves... so I am throwing myself in the deep end so to speak... and walking the walk... Ta DAH!

I am a healer, intuitive coach/counselor, as well as past life reader. I assist people in connecting with their higher selves, their own soul guides and guidance. I assist others in clearing their conditioned beliefs, and blocks that have kept them from moving forward on their own divine paths.

How, you might ask? Well, I work directly with the Archangels, Ascended Masters, my guides and angels as well as the person that I am working with. In a meditative state, I connect with the person's higherself and there is a conversation regarding what the person wishes to clear.

In my practice, this takes place as the person goes about his/her daily life. Most people have reported minimal disruption of their day, while at the same time experiencing significant shifts in their perceptions.

So there it is.... Ideally, my goal is to assist in awakening as many as possible to their own connection and gifts and talents that we may all uplift, inspire and heal the ALL. I loved the series "Dinotopia", in that they talk about how "one drop raises the ocean." And I feel it is time we FLOOD the earth with truth, love, healing, compassion, understanding, connection. We are all healers, seers, gifted and divinely endowed. We have just forgotten! 

As the blog proceeds, I imagine I will share more about myself, my experiences, my understandings, thoughts and well... duh! I suppose that is what a blog is, afterall!! 

In the meantime, please feel free to contact me for any clearing of blocks, healing, guidance, advice (spiritual or otherwise hehe), or just to say "Hi!" All work I do is based on a donation basis only, but I am more than happy to help you freely for the pure joy of  serving if you feel you need my assistance.

Of course I must state the obvious disclaimer. I am not a certified medical practitioner and all that I offer is in divine service to God/Creator/Source. Please do not take my work for substitution for medical issues in which you need professional care.

Blessings,
Jenn