Friday, December 19, 2014

Different ways of seeing

Heather called last night while I was laying in bed with an ice pack on my head and trying not to throw up due to a migraine.  She chatted with my husband for a few before asking if he could remember a message (his memory is notoriously spotty, so we don't trust it for everything). I told him to switch the phone to speaker so I could listen to Heather.  She'd been to a sound bath healing and wanted to share what she experienced, especially since it had to do with my spirit guides.

The thing that strikes me to day about it, is how differently we perceive these beings.  She sees colors and people, I see symbols (animals, sometimes objects, occasionally, people) and feel masses of energy.  Her guides aren't smart asses, but the guide I work with most often is as likely to tell me to pull my head out of ass, in those terms, as he is to explain something. Her's are more polite.  She also associates different colors with them than I do, probably because we perceive the energies of colors differently, as well.

All of this reminds me that we need to trust our intuition when it comes to energy work.  One image, one method, one meaning does not and cannot fit all. There should always be room for you to interpret things outside of whatever sources you use as reference.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014


When I have a cranky day, you can pretty much guarantee that at some point in it, I will stick out my tongue and blow a raspberry at something.  I'm mature that way.

I spent most of yesterday, rolling my eyes (again, you can see my high level of maturity), blowing raspberries, and calling things "STOOO-pid".  I still haven't stopped.  It beats crying, and it doesn't come with a hangover like an all day drink-a-thon does.

I think I need to find something away from other people to do for the rest of the day, unless, of course, I can find someone to kvetch with who appreciates my maturity and wit (which is often mistaken for biting sarcasm).
I want a castle and a cow-tapult).