To Give The Greatest Gift

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A gift free and readily available, yet so infrequently given.

The gift of our full attention to another person.

To not merely be in attendance with our physical body.

To give a gift of the heart.

It is free. It is always in stock and available to give.

You might say this gift of attention, is to give the whole world to one person.

A chance offering to each person you encounter throughout your day.

What could be more purposeful than that?

 

 

A Lesson From Pushy Patrons

blog, awakening, eckhart tolle, life lessons, ego mind, cafe, ocean, consciousOur interactions with people can be our greatest teachers. And yesterday I was taught a big lesson. I’d taken myself off to a cafe to treat myself to some sacred ‘me time’ with a muffin, tea and a book. I sat on a high table which permitted me a clear view of other patrons in the cafe as well as out to the ocean. It was perfect.

However it wasn’t long until my perfect scenario was quashed. I’d sat at the big centre table which was shared by other people. I was seated in the middle and along came three people who sat opposite me, completely obstructing my view to the ocean.

I became a little peeved, however decided it was time to order. I got up, leaving my book and jacket to mind my spot, and went to order at the counter. Once ordered I strolled back to where I’d been sitting only to find one of the three people had actually moved to a seat that was literally pushed up against mine. There was hardly any room for me now and I felt a little strange that they had done this when I’d gone up to order. I felt like they were crowding me on purpose to push me out. My mind was firing off all sorts of scenarios.

I pushed back (obviously in reactive ego-state) and re-claimed my seat. My arm was literally touching his and I felt his big energy dominating mine. Now I was definitely peeved. If I moved my chair further away from him I would literally be pushed up against a pole and have all my table space taken away with the pole and vase which was on the table. And that wasn’t even the point. I was there first.

After a few uncomfortable minutes I decided I would move, as it dawned on me that I was choosing to stay in a situation that was impeding my enjoyment. It took a lot for me to move, but I did so. Staring down at the table stewing in my own thoughts, I waited for the intruders to apologise, or at least offer a sympathetic smile. No such luck. In fact it was quite the opposite, the man moved and spread out even more, enjoying the extra space he’d gained.

Sitting with nothing but my own thoughts, I breathed. I took stock of what was going on and I remembered an enlightening idea from Eckhart Tolle that teaches us the purpose of relationships (which could be interpreted as all interactions with other people) as being to become conscious. Not for fulfillment, happiness, joy, etc. The only true purpose to seek in relationships is to help highlight areas within ourselves that we are asleep and unconsciously reacting, and then it is our job to bring these areas into the light of our conscious awareness.

That is the function of a conscious relationship.

As I looked up to reflect upon the lesson, I noticed how in moving to the other side of the pole, I again had a view of the ocean. There were also stunning flowers sprouting from the vase on the table which perfectly framed my view. It was beautiful.

It dawned on me that the place where I now sat was ideal, in fact it was more than ideal than what I had chosen for myself moments earlier, and the universe had gifted it to me. I had nearly missed it due to my unwillingness to look past what my ego thought was happening.

The universe had guided me to move places through an interaction with other people, and what it presented to me was something better than what I had chosen for myself (along with the lesson).

This is life. That’s the way the universe works. However, we limit ourselves by attempting to control our lives from the narrow view-point of our own perspective.

If only we would surrender control and resistence to reality, then we could walk with greater ease into potentially a better experience than one we might have envisaged for ourselves.

 

 

I’m stepping aside

I read a quote on awakening that stopped me in my tracks.

“Man is God asleep.

God is Man awake.”

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The quote is seemingly so simple yet the power emanating forth is undeniable. It’s like it contains the keys to the universe and if we only truly understood it, on a vibrational level in our being, then we would wake up instantly.

I want to understand it. I want to know it’s truth.

I feel I have some awareness that I’m asleep, and mostly due to the experiences I’ve had, while only momentarily however, of being awake. These moments were my personal experience of sudden awakening or spiritual awakening, and revealled to me just how asleep I’ve been.

And when I drop back down into walking slumber what I notice most is our inclination for conflict. We seek it out. We revel in reasons to blast our anger and hate out to the world, and often is the case that we do it unwittingly. Many people justify it’s worth because they’re directing it toward a perceived ‘evil’ person, or violent, or mean, or insert worthy insult – person. Yet we fail to see that inciting hate, even through directed anger creates more of the same, and it’s the cause that’s begging us to bring into the light.

Our internal need for persecution of another, no matter how justified the cause is perceived to be, reveals our own inner demons. It only serves to reveal our hidden guilt, our shame, our ‘evil’ thoughts. It serves to show us what we hold within ourselves. Yet usually we’re so caught up in the external direction of our anger that we miss what’s really going on.

Well I’m stepping aside. No cause, no person, no situation warrants projection of guilt, no matter how grand or horrendous. It’s time to stop joining in on the ridicule.

It’s time for love, compassion, understanding and acceptance.

And most of all, it’s time for forgiveness.

Forgiveness for all.

And not because I’m better than some and therefore have the right to forgive, but because of the true spirited meaning of forgiveness. I wish to pass forward, through vibration, the recognition that nobody is evil, that many are lost and misguided, and that all will awaken. And when we awaken, and possibly a little before, we’ll all realise our true nature and that we’re all (yes I said ALL) quite the opposite of evil indeed.

When this takes place, all will be dissolved in an instant and we’ll return to love.

We’ll be light. For that is our true essence.

We’ll laugh and our energies will merge in loving oneness, in true acknowledgement of what is, and all else will be long forgotten as it never really was.

Oracle Guidance Cards 101

Every morning my partner and I sit down to a cup of tea and a deck of Oracle Cards. We take turns in selecting the deck, then cleanse them in our tibetan singing bowl, and then we choose a card each. He reads mine aloud, and I read his. It gets us looking inward and sharing aspects of our lives we might ordinarily gloss over or keep hidden.

Oracle cards are a powerful instrument offering us guidance and serving to connect us back into our own source of higher wisdom. I can’t recommend them enough.

So what are Oracle cards?

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Oracle cards are a deck of cards, usually between 44 – 54 in a pack and each card depicts an image and a number. The cards come with an accompanying book with messages corresponding to the numbers on the cards. The messages will give you more information about the card you have selected.

And, how do you use them?

Anyway at all. However it’s a good idea to clear the energy of the cards prior to each use so you can elevate their energy and help make a clear connection. You can clear your cards by holding them next to your heart and breathing deeply simply intent for the energy to be clear, or hold them in your left hand and knock on the top of the deck three times with your right knuckles. You can also breathe into your heart and then blow on them.

Next, shuffle the cards. You can select a card after shuffling, or spread all of the cards out on the table choosing (with eyes open or closed) a card which calls to you. A card can also choose you by jumping out of the deck while you shuffle. Select the card by any means, such as if a card looks brighter than the others, or you look at that card first. You can also breathe deeply and ask to be guided to a card that is right for you, or that holds a message that will offer you high loving guidance.

I always call in my unconditionally loving soul / higher self, or I call in loving guides and beings to help me choose a card.

What are the benefits of working with Oracle Cards?

They’re a divination tool helping you connect with your Higher Self and the Universe with the intention to receive guidance. They lift us up and out of our monkey mind which can have a running in circles, and encourage inward focus and conscious self-awareness. They serve to plunge through chaotic thought and guide us toward a helpful way out of our current circumstances.

They help us see the light and re-align with Spirit instead of our ego-mind.

They’re ideal if you are struggling with an area or person in your life, whether it be from your past, present life, or your potential future. You can ask questions of the cards, or just ask “Tell me something I need to know right now” or “What would it be helpful for me to focus on?”

Other questions you can ask include:

What is holding me back from meeting a loving partner?
How do I block my spiritual / psychic gifts?
What is holding me back?
What are my current challenges?
Please bring me insight into my current work situation?
How can I feel more joy / peace / love etc?
Can I have insight into my current relationship with ________?
What would be important for me to focus on for my spiritual growth?

You can ask anything and the cards will help you go deeper.

How to choose an oracle deck?

There are so many oracle card decks out there. I great place to start is to head to your nearest crystal shop, new age book store or online and browse the decks of cards.

Breathe deeply into your heart and ask to be guided to a deck that is right for you. Select the deck of cards just like you would choose a card – letting it sing out to you by any means such as colour, a picutre that looks nice, an intriguing name that speaks to you.

Great Oracle decks especially when starting out include:

The Enchanted Map by Colette Baron-Reid
Wisdom of the Hidden Realms by Colette Baron-Reid
Mythic Oracle by Carisa Mellado
Gateway Oracle Cards by Denise Linn
Angel Therapy by Doreen Virtue
Angels, Gods & Goddess by Toni Carmine Salerno

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Kuan Yin Oracle by Alana Fairchild
Sacred Rebel Oracle by Alana Fairchild
Isis Oracle by Alana Fairchild

With love and guidance,
Sharon

 

 

Cosmic Play

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When you realize yourself as the fullness of love overflowing itself without object, this is bliss.

And when you are aware of yourself incarnate in the appearance of form, this is leela.

-by Eli Jaxon-Bear

The word Leela is used because there is said to be no exact or accurate translation. It is a Sanskrit word that means ‘play’ however not as we know it. It is cosmic or divine play, as we would if we truly knew this were an illusion with no consequence but to keep us spinning around rising and falling in and out of illusory pain.

 

 

Why we dream.

Last night I had a dream that was so real and vivid, it was an all-encompassing sensory experience. I was eating octopus. It wasn’t what I wanted or what I thought it was, and the sudden realisation I had tentacles in my mouth was disgusting. I ran to the bathroom and spat them out in the sink.

I still remember the taste, (I know, weird thing to dream about – and it was more twisted than that with a flavoursome freudian skew but I’ll spare those details). It was disgusting and bits and pieces were stuck in my mouth. I vividly remember reaching my fingers into my mouth and pulling tentacles out, throwing them into the porcelain bowl. The resounding feelings were shock and disgust.

Dreams fascinate me. Many people have gone down in history theorising their purpose, right from being that which our subconscious cannot integrate from our day thrown back up to us calling out for healing and understanding. Others say that it’s relating to ourselves and our life in metaphors, with hidden meanings and messages. Others have said they are meaningless.

But what if they were our teachers? For years now I’ve been enthralled by the idea of the dream reality. A Course in Miracles teaches us that Oneness is literal and our reality is smoke and mirrors created by a single thought. That none of it is real and it’s all a fantasical light show created by yours truly. And when this idea triggers people, it’s hard to fathom that it could possibly be true.

Yet our dreams occur each night, at the transition from one day to the next, offering us an experience of a reality where, in the thick of it, we do not know we are dreaming. We forget. And the people in our dream seem separate to us, they chase us, they harm us. Our emotions feel real, we feel hurt, shame, sickness, panic. All of the emotions of life. We feel real fear for our safety and often we live within the confines of what we believe to be possible, using our legs for running or finding a car that we can drive.

And then we wake up.

The relief, it was just a dream.

We let go of the pain the other people or characters in our dream caused us (even if they were people from our current life) under the rationale that it was just a dream. There can even be some embarrassment when we study the phenomena that we created all of it ourselves. No-one else was there at all. The pain, the shame, the chase – was all played out by characters we’d created, puppets that we were leading. But it felt so real, didn’t it?

It really felt like they were doing something to me!

But it was all me.

There is a great Taoist parable called The Butterfly Dream. It goes something like this;

Once upon a time I had a dream that I was a butterfly, fluttering here and there, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was only conscious of my happiness and experience as a butterfly and unaware of any other life I may have been leading. Soon enough, I awakened. And there I was, a man again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming I was a man. Between a man and a butterfly there was no distinction.

Some time back when I was deep in meditation I had an experience where I was confiding to my trustee guides that people had been mean to me. I was very upset and stated my case. My perspective then zoomed way out and I saw that I was the only person and I was asleep. There were many guides and angels by my side, encircling me with love and support, yet I was asleep and I was the only person in the cosmos. The only human in existence. No one could have possibly done anything to me in reality because it was only me. There was no-one else.

I feel the purpose of our dreams is to serve as a constant reminder that while this reality may feel real, it is not. And we’ve been missing the message because we’re lost in it. We’re lost in the dream. We are convinced it is real. My story is real. My pain is real. How could it not be?

What are your thoughts on the dream reality?

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Inner Demons

I’m a writer.

The journey to realising that and being able to write it down has been tough. And I can see I always have been – a writer that is. I have piles of journals dating back to when I was little. Always penning it down. My thoughts, my dreams, my fears. But I never counted that as writing when judgement set in.

Somewhere along the way I deemed myself not good. Not good at writing. A bad writer. Not good enough to put pen to paper, finger to key.

And in doing so I expunged the creative flame within.

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Let The Inner Demon Out by Haze-d

It’s been almost a year, and after a long dark night of the soul I’ve unleashed it once more. Determined to grow it to be louder and stronger than the voice within that tells me I can’t.

Oh that voice that’s always there, I can’t do it. Not enough. Not good enough. 

I’ll be laughed at. 

Thoughts and more thoughts.

LOUD THOUGHTS!

But they weren’t there when all was lost. Those imaginary people that ridicule… Even they disappeared when I gave it all away. Because I’d safe guarded myself, given up all that was dear and all that possibly could make me vulnerable.

In desperate days of disillusion there was not much left to criticise, just me, laying paralysed without an inkling of creative energy left. But safe – or so I thought.

Yet I remained. A shell of myself, but me none-the-less.

So, I surmised, if I am all that remains, then it must be up to me. Only me. For me to release it all and let the flame soar once more. Daring to be a little higher than before. Not giving a shit at those who ridicule and throw stones, real or imaginary.

The voice is still within but I choose not to listen. Or partially listen but not care. Or not care so much. Whichever is true in the moment.

So I’m gleefully back, weary from the fight yet happy in the realisation that I was worth fighting for. And that I finally realised I was worth fighting for.

 

 

 

A Question of Awakening.

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as I gather up the trash laid bare before me,
buried in the rubble of my old bones.

Hugging, holding, loving,
finally accepting and seeing truth
as all dissolves in the light of one passing,
and all I thought to be real
exists no longer, and through love
a new reality emerges.

New yet ancient,
and all my fears existed not.
If only I’d known to flip the coin
and behold the other side
as truth
but that was further than my reach,
as the voices of masses grew loud
and years ticked by like the second hand on a big round clock.

Alive dead reborn, alive dead born
it was all the same as misery
entrenched us.
The decision to awaken always there
as we flailed in the dark
not knowing how or why
or even that a light switch was so near.

By Sharon C

 

The night I met me.

Last night in meditation I was bestowed a missing link I’d been overlooking in my healing journey to self love.

The setting was a tranquil lagoon in which I was guided to witness something significant from my recent past. As I gazed down into the water I saw myself rising upward. Yep me, appearing exactly as I do today, however I viewed myself from a different perspective. It was from the eyes of others, and I felt the urge to meet myself and hang out with myself just like you would a new friend.

Realisation after realisation poured through me and I was offered the understanding that loving yourself has an undercurrent that can often be overlooked. The missing facet being that you might love yourself but not necessarily like yourself. For example; you can love members of your family but not want to spend every living moment with them, or similarly a friend that you only enjoy seeing now and again but you love dearly.

The meeting of myself was about liking myself. And I mean really liking myself. self-love-acceptance-awakening-healing-heal-how to, relationships

It was uncharted territory where I befriended myself. I saw who I was as a friend and I liked her.

We hung out and met on so many levels – probably because she is me. But it was like meeting my ultimate soulmate; we enjoyed all the same things!

I saw us hanging out together in my house. I saw us at the beach. I saw us laughing and getting each others jokes. A lot of time passed in an enlightening and blissful meditative trance where time held no meaning, and it was as though I’d been reunitied with my long lost best friend.

And I really, really liked her!

And that was the main realisation, I’d been working on self love for some time now, but forgot about self like. I’d forgotten to like myself in each moment and remember that I want to hang out with me and I enjoy being around me.

If you’ve read this far, then it might be time to ask yourself honestly – if you like you. Do you feel the same about yourself, just like you would a best friend that you can’t see enough of, or your partner whom you adore and always want to be around?

If the answer is no, don’t despair. You’re on the path to healing because you’re beginning to understand where you stand right now. Ask the angels or your spirit guide for assistance, request that they show you how loved you really are. And then ask them to help you discover how to befriend you.

Because when it comes down to it, you’re the one you spend literally all of your time with.

With love,

Sharon

 

 

 

Heal Your Body Issues

 

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I had an interesting experience of realisation in the bath yesterday. Yes I know…The bath 🙂 I’ve put on a few kg’s recently and as I looked at my belly and legs it would have been easy to slip into old habits of abusive thoughts – so fat, gross, disgusting.

But instead I looked at all my jiggly parts and told each of them how much I loved them.  I repeated it over and over again. And as I did this, I started to see my body in a completely different light.

I saw it as strong. I saw the extra weight as a reflection of my increased trust in awakening and revealing my personal power to the world. I felt proud of my body and my strength as a woman.

Then I had a glimpse of a possible future for myself and all sisters around the globe. I saw what is viewed in societal eyes as attractive in a woman changing from slim, to bigger. I know we like to think that we’re there already, but c’mon, we’re not. There’s still so much media influence on what’s attractive and for years now – it’s been the slim and slender female figure that’s been projected as alluring. To the point that most women are disgusted by their bodies and view them as anything other than alluring.

Yet I could see it going hand in hand, with the rise of the feminine, comes the rise of women expressing their divine power to the world. It comes the total love and admiration of our bodies – by us! Wholly embracing our lustrous curves and soft centres.

And then the echo occurs. We’ve allowed this picture to be perpetuated and we’ve certainly played our part in taking that further. We don’t need to be worried about others berating our bodies because we’ve already been doing it. But I say, that’s enough! Now is the time to ride the wave of change and it starts with our own secret views of ourselves. That’s where the true change starts. That’s where your power lies.

I see a future where women want their bodies to reflect their inner strength, where they no longer want to play a submissive role in order to be accepted as female or let a man feel manly. And it’s through this avenue of powerful love that all will follow suit, but it’s up to us to lead the way.

Let’s stop getting angry at the magazines that portray unrealistic figures and start getting fed up and fired up at how we demand these unrealistic, made up ideals onto ourselves.

And we do it all the time! Walking past a window, glancing over to check your reflection, oh I’m disgusting, I’m so fat, I’m so ugly. That’s where the real atrocity lies! That we do it to ourselves! It’s not them, it’s been us for years. And I’ve had enough.

I’m embracing all the wonders of my form and I challenge you to do the same.

Enough is enough.

By Sharon Cavill