Thoughts: A gentler world (ya gotta be truly tough to be truly gentle) starts here….
Intuitives: Take my hand, with Lisa K. Fox
As most of you know, I have had sessions & readings with intuitives all over the country as well as in the US, and one of the folks I enjoy the most is visiting with Lisa Fox. I’ve found her to not only be accurate, but also decidedly helpful as I continue to fill in the gaps on the map of my spiritual path.
At another time, I’ll tell you more about sessions we’ve shared, especially with her serving as a medium, but for now, I thought you’d enjoy this posting from Lisa’s blog, last month…tell me what you think, and what you feel:
Take My Hand, by Lisa K. Fox
3/19/14
I was on my side napping in the summertime sunlight of my bedroom, one arm stretched out the other tucked, my brain and body in that glorious space of still-dreaming-so-I-refuse-to-wake-up-place.
Then it happened-I felt something holding my hand, and I, of course, dream defaulted to it’s not real, so just go with it, no big deal.
Somehow in my sleepy stupor I was able to decide that I would squeeze this invisible hand and see if it would squeeze back. It did, softly but very firmly.
I was awake. Startled, afraid and unbelieving of what had just happened. Did I dream it? No…I FELT it! Did I once again experience something strange, new and unexplainable as I always do as a medium? Was it a spirit or was it… Dear God…what was it?
I have NEVER in all my years with my many gifts experienced anything quite like THIS. This begged further study and analogy when awake and coherent. THIS I wasn’t sure I could or would ever share with ANYONE. You are the first to hear it and it’s time to share as I had a funny feeling I would someday for a good reason that would reveal itself to me and today is that day.
I think one of the main questions that I get most as a medium is “Are they really around me?” or “Do they see and know what’s going on with me and the family?” Do they really leave signs, symbols, blatant in your face yes-I’m-still-here -just-in-a-different dimension-thank you. Yes, they most certainly do. I’m living proof of that.
I’m a medium and I thought I had pretty much experienced all of the weird phenomena, spirit activity, etc. that was out there. I’ve been poked, and had spirits in my face and all around me to the point of feeling smothered and overwhelmed-especially as a beginner in training. I’ve experienced some amazing stuff, some scary, but mostly just amazing.
Yet here it was… a hand squeeze-something so simple, so direct and so loving. Something so out of the ‘ordinary’ (as if if you could call any of my paranormal experiences that) from anything else I had known Spirit to share with me. It was like…”Hey…I got you…I love you and I’m RIGHT HERE…always.“.
I had no idea who it was that was sitting on that ottoman next to my bed squeezing my hand, but I felt LOVED. I felt like I was not alone, nor would I ever be. Me…the medium who brings this exact message through for others time and again, was experiencing it first hand…paranormal pun intended!
Wow…I couldn’t speak, I could hardly think after it happened.
My mind did mental gymnastics all day trying to analyze, compartmentalize and make sense of what had just happened to me.
I knew it was a spirit, check. Was it a relative?…not sure…no check. Was it an angel?…no, angels are HUGE and I know their energy ‘signature’…no check. I felt that it was someone definitely sitting on the ottoman looking at me…probably staring as some spirits like to do and just I guess…yes…. watching over me as I slept. Wow.
I’m the one who tells my clients their loved ones are always near, always watching over them, and now…wow. I had a profound experience that seriously upped the anty for me in my own spiritually wacky and wonderful world! I have had white feathers from my mom, had clocks fly off the walls from a rambunctious 14 year old boy who died just up the street, and had so many amazing signs and proof that there is so much more to life in the afterLIFE… but this…whoa!
I FELT the love, the tenderness and adoration from the spirit watching over me. I asked who it was but never did get a clear answer, perhaps I wasn’t supposed to, perhaps I was to just TRUST, BELIEVE and RESPECT in what I was given. It was A GIFT… proof that YES, they are really there, are ALWAYS around us, and always take interest in us as they did in life and yes, they indeed do know what is going on in our lives. I know because they tell me when I read for my clients, and they are always amazed and shocked that I know such details of their lives.
I have seen spirits hang out at my son’s basketball games, watching their grandkids play ball from the bleachers. I see them alongside their loved ones in stores, restaurants, hospitals…you name it.
They are THERE.
Fascinating…Even as I write this blog I can still feel that dreamy half-sleep as I think and reminisce.
I’m so glad that Spirit and the Universe conspired to remind me about this experience, and inspired me to write about it finally for you.
You may think as a medium it’s relatively easy for me to say “Yes..your loved ones are always near and always around you”. No, I’ve experienced it…I mean REALLY experienced many things that prove it to me, and I’m a pretty good skeptic of these things even in my field which is WAY out in left field for most people! I want proof- especially because of who I am and the gifts I have.
So…it’s never happened again, nor do I believe it ever will.
I think it was a one time deal, and I’m glad for that because I’m not so sure I could handle it happening again, but then again, all I have to do is remember to say Thank you…I love you, and Hey…I’ll see you again someday…soon. Don’t be afraid to ASK, RECEIVE and of course…BELIEVE! They are always listening, always loving, and always….always THERE.
(Here’s the original post. Thanks for sharing, Lisa!)
Thoughts: Don’t be shy. Take it.
Writings: Write now.
There’s something waiting.
That’s why it takes a moment to gather the pen & paper, to open the blank but expectant email page, to take the moment.
We try to get it write & get it right & get it, right?
You’ve had the words rolling ’round in your head, driven by your heart, and you know the drill: If you write ’em down, people will know what you’re thinking.
And feeling. And smiling about. And hurting about. And wondering about. And hoping about.
You thought you’d say you’re sorry.
You thought you’d kiss a friend goodbye in a note, which is always better than leaving quietly with no words, no hug, no kiss.
You thought you’d ask one last question of grandmother.
Maybe it’s time to let that love poem explode onto the page, the way love & poems do. (This is the way writing & lovemaking are most similar.)
Maybe it’s time to ask for another chance.
Maybe it’s time to sigh, take that deep breath, and put the words out there, and at the end of the day, in there.
Waiting is over. It’s time to write for fifteen minutes without stopping, whatever comes, and when done – declare that you’ve started writing the book. And put it in your appointment book for tomorrow when you write again, just like all your other important meetings – and say, “I started my book.”
You already know The Ten Most Important Things begins with “Share & heal.” This writing stuff counts – there’s no truer way to share the inside part of you. And there’s no other part of you that heals more. Heals you. Heals the folks who listen. And begins the healing for those who hear, and wonder.
There’s something waiting, and it’s been long enough, don’t you think?
Let me know how it goes. I care, and I love good writing, like yours.
Loving you,
Brother Ian
Writings: Rilke, wide & timeless
I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.
Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that’s wide and timeless.
So I am sometimes like a tree
rustling over a gravesite
and making real the dream
of the one its living roots
embrace:
a dream once lost
among sorrows and songs…
Rainer Maria Rilke
Writings: See what emerges
One of my favourite writers is intuitive Rachelle Hill, who posts on her blog regular thoughts that one way or another, stick with me. This posting seems just right, for the spring:
Chrysalis
A caterpillar doesn’t necessarily know she is walking into a time of stagnation and darkness, but it is a process that enables her growth. We can relate to this time in our lives when our life has roadblocks, or dead ends and when we are out of gas. It can mean a time of waiting, a time of winter or hibernation as beautiful as the seasons change, we adapt and flow with the fluctuations.
When it’s time to enter the cocoon, we rest.
The sensing of the right time is when the caterpillar emerges from the cocoon. I love the word emerge, as in emergence, a coming out of…how beautiful to come out of the darkness, the stillness, the empty tank, refueled, lit up and alive.
It is this time, or season, that we break through the old patterns, the tired, limiting beliefs and spread our wings. Travel to new worlds, new ideas, new roads. Explore, expand, emerge.
Honour the stages and when it is time of the chrysalis, you will know.
Intuitives & starpeople: Brad Johnson & Adronis drop by
Your spirit is the artist. Your thoughts are the paintbrush. The Universe is your canvas…With your love, paint away. ~ Brad Johnson
A couple of weeks ago, the featured presenter at the Victoria Metaphysical and Intuitive Development Group was Brad Johnson, from Vancouver. Brad channels Adronis, an entity from Siruis A’s star system, and the Victoria presentation included a visit from Adronis.
The evening was an energetic exploration of different aspects of spiritual growth, first with a discussion/lecture by Brad, followed by Adronis (channeled via Brad) answering questions from the 80+ people in attendance.
For one, I enjoyed the evening – Brad is a captivating speaker who gives not only detail but also his apparent passion for sharing both his experience and its place in healing people. In the video below, shot that evening, you can hear his overview for the first 28 minutes or so, followed by his channeling session (he is seated for that part of the evening.)
This filming gives you a pretty fair rendering of what happened & was shared that night – check it out!
Brad offers a wide range of classes & services – you can find out more about him & what he does (and his background!) at his Conscious Matrix website.
On his site, it says:
“Brad has mentioned on many occasions that there is really nothing special about what he does. It is an ability that everyone has access to. Whether one wishes to become a channeler or a conscious matrix communicator, it’s all within our grasp.
“All it requires is the commitment to live all elements of what such a lifestyle represents. We are all gifted in our own ways and will express our gifts in the themes that best suit us. Brad’s job has always been to awaken, inspire and expand, and this is what he aims for with dedication through every person he interacts with.”
Once a month, the Victoria Metaphysical and Intuitive Development Group meets over at the Fernwood Community Center (here’s their Facebook page, and you can find them in the postings for MeetUp groups in Victoria, BC). Co-facilitators Dawn & Sarah continue to find interesting & engaging presenters each month, and I’m sure glad they do what they do.
Writings: How many hugs? 4, 8, 12…no limit
As regular readers of the World According to Brother Ian, you know that I believe that the number to aim for (if you ARE aiming) is 12…how can you get the day taken care of, when you are hug-deficient?
Sure, monks live simply & fast at times & do without, but to go without your daily hug quotient means you you’re leaving out part of the equation: “Love thy neighbour as thyself.”
Seriously now, pup – you gotta love thyself. Open it up.
Handshakes are good, (kind of a little hug) but hugs are better.
And don’t just think about it. I remember famous Western philosopher Bob Hope saying people who blow kisses are hopelessly lazy. Applies here.
Here is Marcus’ take on the hug deal, from MindBodyGreen:
http://www.mindbodygreen.com/0-5756/10-Reasons-Why-We-Need-at-Least-8-Hugs-a-Day.html
Hope I see you today. That way we can get you caught up.
Love you, dear brother & dear sister –
Brother Ian
Whales: Playing together….
From my friend Carol:
In recent years years, bottle-nose dolphins were documented riding humpback whales in Hawaiian waters. The dolphins actually slide down the backs of the whales into the water like a makeshift “slip and slide.”
Scientists believe it is just a game between the two species, because neither of them displays aggressive or distressed behavior toward the other. It seems to be play-time that they both genuinely enjoy. When the dolphins are riding on the whales’ backs, the whales will sometimes go up to the surface and lift the dolphins into the air. The interactions are rare or at least, very difficult to capture on camera.
More about it on YouTube:
Thoughts: Dive in!
You have been walking the ocean’s edge,
holding up your robes to keep them dry.
You must dive naked under and deeper under,
a thousand times deeper. Love flows down.
~Rumi
About Brother Ian
Over the centuries, Brother Ian has been collecting stories & information & discourses for the purpose of elevating the human condition as needed, dissecting it when necessary, and building the case for hope.
In the spirit of noting that organized crime, organized baseball, organized labour, and organized religion tend to engender controversy & occasional discord, I promise to be neither organized or critical of those who are.