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Messenger girl.

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My not-feeling-well bedtime was interrupted by a psychic tap on the shoulder, so my deal for this message is my “COVID” experience needs to wrap up. If I’m going to be a messenger girl it’s a hell of a lot easier when I feel better.

The message:

I hear a world
Scared
Running in fear
From unknown

The perception
A dis-ease
Called COVID
Not playing by
Existing labels' rules

All
Clamoring
To blame
To cast doubts
To shun
To redicule
To pass the buck
To make a buck

Responsibility
An excuse
To burden others
With shame
When none was
Earned

The fear is
Real
Based on information
Shared
Yet somehow
Something is
Missing
Or hidden
That knowledge
Is the true root
Of the feelings
Stirred

What is missing
What is hidden
Is this dis-ease
What we are being
Told
Is the blame
Founded
Are we right to
Shun, redicule, punish
When efforts fail

Efforts always fail
When aimed incorrectly
And often even when
Aimed correctly

How are so many
Getting sick
Same days
Same times
When individuals
Rarely share that much
In common
As hoards

People
Scared
For their lives
For their loved ones lives
Rightfully so
Many already having
Lost
Many more at risk

Perhaps
Risks
Could be more
Effectively
Reduced
If the missing
Pieces
Were found

I hear the fear
I see the way
Now will anyone
Hear my message

It is more simple
Than you know
It has been repeated
More than any care
To admit

Let go
Go within

This girl writes truth
She carries
My burden
She is no different
Than any of you
Except she made one
Important
Choice
To hear me
And do her best
To pass my message on

The answer everyone
Seeks
Can be found
Within
Your bodies
Miracles of
Divine creation

Let go
Of everything
You think you know
Of everything you
Have been told
Of everything
You're supposed to
Do, be, have
Let go
To be able to go
Within

Deep
Inside
Yourself
Is the key
The solution
To all of this
And more

Every person
A miracle of
Life
Able to right
Any wrong
Simply
By
Being
Still
Enough
To hear what can't be heard
To see what can't be seen
To communicate what can't be said

Let yourself
Find your
Inner
Miracle
It is the way
The path
Easier than you know
Yoda
Said so

See the common
Thread
Understand
The deeper
Meaning
To find your
Own
Freedom
From this
Or any other
Dis-ease

Speak your
Own truth
In patience

Listen not just to
Fears and concerns
But for the good
For the better choices

See how we
Can come
Together
In goodwill
In cooperation
In kindness

Humanity
Can and will
Become stronger
For all of it

None need perish
All whom leave
Make that choice
Most have been
Asking for it
As their path
Too knarled
To be

Open yourself
See
Hear
And speak
With your
Own soul
The way
Will set you free

It is easier
When rested
Gentler
When hydrated and
Nourished
Flows readily
When flexible
Makes sense
When minds
Are open

Kindness with
Self
Begets more
Kindness

Openness with
Self
Encourages flow
For solutions
To find proper
Ways
Homes to heal
Families to restore balance

All is well
Can manifest
With trust
Faith
Let go
Go within
Be patient

Normally I’d notate my name on a poem. This one is definitely not mine and I hope I did full justice to the message.

Everyone be well and take the message to heart. I’ve been doing my best and I’m hoping that I’ll pull out of my physical discomfort soon. I could have caught it from any one of a large number of people and I blame no one, my misalignment let it in. I simply hope that the divine will help me realign and heal fully.

May we all be in alignment. May we all heal. May the missing pieces become clear and fear dissipate. May we all find the miracle within ourselves. May we all hear the messages, see the path, and know exactly what to say and when. May we all see our individual impact on the journey of humanity and may all of us wishing to stay have wonderful lives from this day forward. Above all may you know that the divine lives, and loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Continuation

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I was in the middle of meditation when my inner self said I needed to share the words I’m using, and the experience of thier effects for me.

So here goes my best meditative post for the day.

I am here.
I am a miracle.
I am a miracle for having made it through this far.
I am a miracle because of my body and my brain, and their awe inspiring ability to heal.
I am a healer just by virtue of being alive.

I feel the light that those statements bring to my awareness, as a warm tingly sensation spreading through my body and brain. Then the light starts to produce pressure in certain areas. Those are the edges of where the flow is blocked, just like how a trigger point resists my touch.

Repeat. I am here.
I am a miracle.
My body is a miracle.
My brain is a miracle.
I am alive because of the miracle healing mechanisms in my body.
I made it through everything just by being me and choosing to live.

The pressure grows to be more noticeable. I give it the attention it needs just as I would a trigger point. Acknowledge it is there. Something caused it to be hurt and the hurt got stuck in a way that is cutting off the love, the flow of life in your body.

I am sorry that those things happened, and I'm sorry that they never healed. I deserved better than that, and I am the one that failed to give myself what was needed to heal at the time. I am sorry. 

I love you (pressure/pain space). I love myself enough to fix it now. I have given myself all of the tools my body needs to mend, I made sure of it by taking my vitamins and a few very supportive herbs. I made sure of it, because I know that my brain is struggling because it needs something. So regardless of what IT says I'm going to do my best to provide. I am a miracle goddess worthy and deserving of love. Real love.

Discomfort grows, but in smaller areas.

The pressure, the discomfort, is where the light is moving into the damaged spaces. It is uncomfortable because it forces flow to return, it forces life to live again. The damage was never mended, and the only way to bring in healing is to open the wound. God's light is gentler than surgery, but still uncomfortable. 

Opening a wound is always going to be painful. But once open the light, the flow, can return.

The relief begins.

The flow brings what was needed all along.

It becomes a gentle loving embrace.
The sense of support we all need.
Those parts of me, they just didn't know they needed it, or even what it was.

The pressure feels less but stays.
Now it is the pressure of being supported in loving light.
Now it is the pressure of nutrients and hydration flowing in.
It is a good pressure, it is a helpful pressure.
It is the feeling of God being let into spaces that have not felt the light and love for decades.
This discomfort, this definitely feels good. Like the hurts-good of my fix-it massages.
It makes sure that everything gets what it needs.
It is omnipresent, all the damaged spaces receiving simultaneously, my only ability to discern is where I focus my attention.
I count 11 in my brain, head, and neck.
I count 23 in the rest of my body.
And I'm writing from this mindful space so I may have missed some.
All of them found with the same level of light and love flowing much needed supportive pressure.

Pause.
Feel.
Just sitting with the sensations.
Let the mind relax, and check in on spots in a rotation you don't have to think too much about.
Just know the light and love is working, and the level of damage is what determines how long it might take.
Do this as long as possible, every day.
If you have to stop because of life, just know you have to revisit until complete. With my years of practice, I'm able to do this as long as no one is talking directly to me, it has been a huge help.

You know it is complete when the pressure releases and you genuinely feel better in that spot. It feels good again. It feels easy again. It feels normal again.

If you get distracted, repeat.
I am here.
I am a miracle.
My body is a miracle.
My brain is a miracle.
I made it through all of that and I'm still alive.
I deserve the miracle that is ME.
I deserve all that is wonderful and good.
I deserve to have myself and all that means.
I deserve all the love and light needed to heal fully and completely.

Sit and relax and repeat any of this as much as needed. Do what your body asks of you. If you need to pee, go pee. If you need a drink, drink something, preferably pure water. If your body wants to change position do it to the fullest of your ability. Just keep breathing through all of it and stay focused on the message here.

May you find the healing you seek. May the flow do exactly what you hope for. May we all find the release of healing and find our whole inner self. May we all feel just fine again. May you feel good and know the light of life is flowing in all of you. Above all, may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

As above so below. An it harm none, do what ye will. So mote it be.

May God’s will be complete, on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Bhumi mangalam,
Udaka mangalam, 
Agni mangalam, 
Vayu mangalam, 
Gagana mangalam, 
Surya mangalam, 
Chandra mangalam, 
Jagata Mangalam, 
Jeeva mangalam, 
Deva mangala, 
Mano mangalam, 
Aatma mangalam, 
Sarva mangalam
Om Shanti
(Translation: May there be tranquility on earth, in water, in fire, in the wind, in the sky, on the sun, on the moon, on our planet, in all living beings, in the body, in the mind, and in the spirit. May that tranquility be everywhere and in everyone. Aum peace)

Om Shanti

Cycles

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Seems I’m in another cycle of self-healing. Anger transformed to focused intent.

After my last post I felt the need to focus on my self going back as far as I could find the feeling place of my divine inner being. I was aimed at triggering my earliest memory of me, before sickness, before traumas, before stress and disease. My purest me.

I reached for and found the feeling place of having just been born and exploring the range of what my body could handle. That feeling of being new to the world and finally able to stretch out and move my body around, exploring my experience. I actually had a moment of quiet where my legs wanted to kick the blanket off, but I was not covered by any blanket.

That stirred two thoughts that I repeated for the rest of the day.

I’m a miracle for having made it through everything before. My body and brain are a miracle for their amazing ability to heal (and their interconnected complex functions of life).

I am a born healer just by being alive. That which I am, is a miracle that has helped me survive so many things, and will do so again with a little slow quiet.

At one point I found myself saying: all I need to do is just be me, I’m a healer and healing myself by just being me.

Hours of repetition later, I am feeling better emotionally, and much more aware of my ability to slow down. Now I just need to allow that to flow to my family and world so that much needed support manifests to keep the ‘miracle healing of self’ vibe going. My body needs the space and resources to heal. When I was a baby simple hydration would have been sufficient for quite some time. As an adult I wouldn’t say I need much of anything else internally, but the process now includes an entire family.

My body is a miracle. My brain is a miracle. My life is healing. My world is healing.

One step at a time.

May you transform your anger to healing. May you find your miracle moment of your inner self and milk it for all that it is worth. May you know your path and find a way to stay to connected as well as possible. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Inspired Funny

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There is a common trigger point that became funny for me today.

It’s right behind the ball of the foot in the muscular portion of the arch. In Chinese medicine it’s very near Kidney 1, although a bit more proximal (towards the center of the body). In the image above is just about where her thumb knuckles contact her feet.

Trigger points are usually referenced by the muscle they most consume, though some muscles have more than one possible location so then you start using directional labels to distinguish which one. Trigger points often consume more than one layer of muscle tissue, so that’s why I define it as most consumed.

Anyway, the funny part.

The muscle for this particular trigger point is Adductor Hallucis.

I was thinking about how that particular one is active on my right, but not left foot. Then I was thinking about the myriad of reasons it becomes painful: dehydration, low kidney function, toxin buildup in the feet, poor circulation, even just as simple as ‘my feet are hellaciously painful after all that walking/working’. Yet Kidney 1 is our most major grounding point of the body, it is where Hallelujah meets Momma Gaea.

Then I had this funny thought of the people that decided to name muscles. My thought was in the ‘so stupid simple’ mindset:

Sam: alright that brings us to the feet. Let’s start with this big one at the bottom. What should we call that.

Jo: Gee, I don’t know, it seems to connect with everything all the way to the top of the head, so that seems pretty godly to me. But then damn, after a long hard day it sucks as much as anything ever. I want to curse God and the devil both…. I know… Hallucis. … We’ll call it Hallucis. … Where Hallelujah meets Lucifer, it just is.

[This joke doesn’t work as well in the Pagan perspective… Hallelujah meets Pelé, Hades, or Hephaestus… Nope definitely not working there.]

That’s it. That’s where my mind finds funny sometimes. I hope it was funny to you too!

May we all find some humor in this day. May we all feel a bit better in any way that works for you. May we all continue to reach for better always. May we work our way towards better alignment in all ways. Above all, may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Colors

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On this Christmas day I think of my family. I chose not to call any of them because I disappoint them by not being simply a “regular Christian” like them. They don’t understand how I call myself pagan, celebrate yule, and still celebrate Christmas.

Mainly it’s because I educated myself enough to know that Christianity stole a lot from earlier peoples in an effort to convert people. I also understand that Jesus came to save us by teaching us what we were already looking at and ignoring (see the withheld Gnostic Gospels). Several religions already had books and teachers, teaching how to get to our divine selves, and there have been several ascended masters sent before Christ, all to show it could be done. Yet, the masses were doing anything but. Christians, Jews and Islamics, constantly fighting wars over the same damn book and a central patch of land. Other peoples fighting other wars over similar stupid reasons. 2000 years after Christ we’re still missing the point, and so now we’re in the midst of a colossal learning lesson for all of humanity. I wish I had more hope that everyone will get it for once. It seems every couple thousand years God really hits a point where he needs us to get the message or die and start over. I don’t blame the divine for hitting that wall, we very much created this mess and expect the divine to fix it for us.

I had a conversation with a client about details of that, and I must have put a massive chink in the layers of his ingrained box, because between him and his wife I received roughly $200 in tips. I’m grateful for the cash as it was very needed, but my goal was not tips, my goal was healing for both of us, and helping him see healthier more accepting ways to view things. I must have had the desired effect, and I’m grateful that the divine supported me in conveying what he needed to hear and understand. I wish I had that ability with my own flesh and blood more often.

Regardless, I do still believe in Christ and still refuse to call myself Christian. I refuse to participate in the politics of religion. I do intend to be as authentic as possible, work on myself as much as possible, and heal myself and my universe as much as possible. I can be the change this world needs to see- with enough practice. Christ taught that God could be found “in a grain of sand or a blade of grass, in the sun in your eyes or the wind on your face”, that the divine was everywhere and that we were responsible for being divine children spreading light and love, compassion, understanding, and healing.

Yet, I still find that moment manifest in Eastern philosophical practices, far more often than practiced by any one of the desert seat religions. None are perfect, all religions have flaws, and there are exceptions to every rule, but percentages seem to imply that the eastern peoples have a bit better understanding of that responsibility and how to accomplish it.

Anyway, after a play doh based conversation over color with Katherine, my client exchange before the holiday, and feelings regarding birth family, it is stirring my creativity. Perhaps I can convey, with a little divine assistance, another message of acceptance on this Christmas evening.

Colors

In the beginning
There was an
Abundant
Array
Beautiful
Uniqueness
Everywhere
Something to
Appreciate
Regardless of
Where
Gaze
Feelings Or
Descriptions
Landed

Mistakes were made
Punishments levied
People hurt
A vicious cycle
Begun
Intent on
Even
Level
Sameness
If all are same
No one can make
Mistakes
Based on others'
Rules
Or ignorance therein
If all are same
Doing the same
Then no punishments
Need be levied

Yet once colors
Become so blended
The result
Is quite
Boring
Bland
Undesirable
Somewhere between
Mud
Or 50 shades
Of murky
All uniqueness
Lost to
An icky
Mixed up
Mess

The bright
Colors
Of individual
Spirit
Is what we
Really
Long for
Everyone
Tapped
Into their
Band of
Rainbow
Into their
Vibration
Of goodness

The mistakes
Which prevent
Connection
To one
Unique
Source
Of gifted
Inspired action
Are punishment
Enough

Difficulty
Lies in
Reaching
Maintaining
Your piece
Of vibrant
Beautiful
Rainbow

Perhaps
Helping
Each other
Reach their
Beautiful
Self
Potential
Is far more
Appropriate
Than fighting
Over rightness
Or waging war
Over
Perceived wrongs

Rainbows
Of light
Bring joy
Always
Not just
When bulbs
Are strung

See
Appreciate
The beautiful
Array
Of colors
Uniqueness
Everywhere
In everything
And everyone
And you'll
Find your
Rainbow
Of God
Here
Now
This day
Always

   ~Treasa Cailleach

* The picture is my children under “The Magic Tree” in Lee’s Summit. It’s 5 min from our house, and I’m grateful to be so close to a beautiful celebration of living color and holiday magic. It’s a perfect blending of all things holiday and joyful unique colorful expression.

May we all have a magic tree in our life. May you have a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Merry Kwanza, Joyful Dwali (belated), Happy Yule, Savory Solstice, Happy Ramadan and Happy New Year. May you welcome everyone and support their holidays as their way to celebrate this world, all goodness, and the divine. May you see and feel how to connect yourself with your Self. May the rainbow of uniqueness fill your world with awe and wonder always. May you be present and find the healing you seek in the now. May you enjoy holidays of all kinds knowing they help people feel a sense of belonging, love and light. May you see your way past the politics of religion and sameness. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Happy Holidays, Om Shanti

The Magic Tree; Lee’s Summit, MO