Part Two: The Shakti Sign

Following my reiki attunements I commenced self-treatments daily, this is all part of the process of preparing to do reiki on others. I always say "If you can't heal yourself fully, you can't heal others". Not strictly true, as it's the reiki that does the healing, but what I mean is if you put the work in to clearing out all your negativity and ridding yourself of your demons, you will be a better channel for reiki and also be able to guide people with their healing more, as you'll have experienced it first hand yourself.

I don't keep a journal of my self-treatments as such but I do make a note of any strong healing experiences or anything that comes up that I may want to explore at some point.

I've had some really profound earth-shattering experiences which I'll share another time. The experience I want to write about today is quite a simple one - understated even, but it has led me to the most unbelievable healing and enlightening process I think anyone could ever have.

One day during self-treatment I got the message "look for a sign", can't say who this message was off - it just popped into my head. Hmm...look for a sign? Where do you look for a sign? I know! It's bound to be in the clouds, isn't that where people see signs? I opened my eyes while continuing the treatment, scouring the skies for a 'sign'. I was certain it would be a cloud shaped like an angel. Nope. Nothing in the clouds. As I finished up my treatment I gave up and closed my eyes and the same Goddess from my first reiki attunement appeared lit up in bright blue and said "Shakti" to me. What does that even mean? I tried good old Google. I read a bit and gathered it was a female energy and part of a spiritual awakening called Kundalini Rising. It was quite fascinating actually and anyone interested in Esoteric matters would most likely feel the same. From the sound of it what happened to me at my reiki attunement was similar, my naivety to have thought that, makes me laugh now!

Angel shaped cloud in Sidmouth, Devon.

Due to my fascination I posted on a reiki forum about Kundalini Rising and nearly got my head bit off! Hysterical people telling me, near enough begging me, to stay away from this evil thing that causes people to go insane and is not for one so new to spiritual practice. Although it scared me, the rebel in me wasn't quite put off and something about it felt like it would be 'key' to my development as a reiki practitioner.  

That weekend I was shopping in TK Maxx and a Buddha style statuette caught my eye. It sat proud on the display and it felt like female energy. Impulse purchase ahoy! I decided to call it Lady Shakti in honour of my reiki practice and I queued at the till with it. When I got to the very end of the till, stood by the 'wait here' sign, a little boy ran over and shouted "look, daddy, it's a sign!" he pointed at the sign which was directly aligned to my statuette. Aha! There was my sign, but I didn't 'get' it and was actually disappointed if that was all the sign was - an ornament. I took Lady Shakti home and thought no more about it.

Lady Shakti and her shrine.

It was months later at the end of my meditation class that my teacher brought out a photo of a radiantly peaceful Guru, Swami Nardanand Ji, who was going to be visiting Preston and whom she said was a Shaktipat Master...oh! That word again. As it happened he was visiting on a Tuesday which is the day I get together with my good friend. We decided to go together to see him for something different to do and because he looked like an interesting chap.

It felt odd to me that the word Shakti had come up again and I kept thinking now is the time to explore this more. Though I was still clueless as to what it really meant. I will write more about this and what has happened since, which is beyond life changing and in reality defies words, but I'll do my best to find those words in my next post.

For now, have a great night and enjoy your weekend, everyone. 

For part three visit here: Part Three: Shaktipat Initiation - A Blessing And More

We Live And We Learn

Hello and welcome to new readers from Russia, Serbia and Ireland. 

Alone in the house with very little money for entertainment; we didn't have a TV and it was often a toss up for who got to eat tea that night (my child won - don't call Social Services just yet!). At night when baby was in bed, I would start to read.

The books I read were lent to me by my grandad and were about the religion, or some would say science, that is Spiritualism. Reading the books, for the first time in my life, life itself started to make sense. Don't worry - I'm not religious and have no intention of forcing my opinions on anyone. Ever.

Until then I'd heard the term spirit but not known what was meant - unless it meant Vodka, then I was familiar with it! It turns out it's the very essence of you (your personality). I tend to think of it in cartoon terms - the angel voice is your Inner Wisdom, your Spirit and the devil voice is your Human Mind (aka The Ego). This is another glimpse into the strange workings of my mind!

The books covered all sorts of topics and had me absolutely gripped - I already had enough evidence to believe most of them to be correct.

The sorts of questions they answered were why some people live a glorious life and others suffer; you see; it's all a question of learning, we come to this earth to experience as only through experience can we learn and only through learning can we move to higher spiritual planes once we leave the earth. This is where Ascended Masters 'reside'. Some of what you experience you agree before you come here, this is referred to as your 'life contract' or 'soul plan' or similar, and other bits are our own doing through following the mind, rather than the soul voice, leading us off 'path'.  Does any of that sound feasible to you? Because it does to me. I appreciate for lots the idea of that will be just too much and you'll be reaching for a stiff drink at the very thought of something so ludicrous. It's often easier to blame someone else or think of ourselves as unlucky etc and I do appreciate that what I'm saying is hard to fathom.

I will blog more about what I learnt and the beliefs I have formed, but what I will say now is that I'm not religious as I don't prescribe to set beliefs, just a mish mash of them taken from life lessons, my own evidence and many other belief systems.

Not content with teaching and supporting me through my questions, my grandad has now gifted me a very special and precious notebook. This notebook is a piece of history like no other, for it contains lessons from Ascended Masters that were scribed by my great grandparents while channeling spirits during 1930's Seances (Circles).

In this incredible notebook it confirms my beliefs and the system I have described to you today. One day I will transcribe some of the teachings and stories from the spirit world in a blog post, but for now I'll leave you with this starting taster.

Scribed in 1932 during a seance in Liverpool, using a Planchette (Ouija Board). The meaning of colours of aura's (energy fields):

   

White: Purity, best white is finest purity.

Gold: Peace.

Flame: Honour, one held in high esteem.

Green: Intellect, knowledge.

Yellow: Brain power, studies highest things.

Mauve: Goodwill, has sympathy, ready to help.

Blue: Truth, trueness, seeker of truth.

Pink: Love.

Red: Passionate, good if set in right direction such as music etc.

Brown: Depression, worrier.

Grey: Despair.

Silver grey: Known despair but fought way out against odds.

Blacks: Means in the depths and can be seen in those suicidal.

Peacock blue: Mixture of green and blue, neither colour being used to full potential.

Cream: Lacking enthusiasm of mind.

Wine: Love of change and sport.

Burnt sienna: Moody. Needs bringing out of themselves.

Purple: Benevolence, suffered and gained sympathy for others.

Who knew there were more colours than Dulux! My sons aura is peacock blue sometimes changing to indigo blue, as he's an Indigo Kid - that is probably yet another blog, for another time (maybe).

If anybody is familiar with auras (I'm just starting to see them again). Then please leave a comment or get in touch and confirm whether or not you find this teaching from the notebook to be accurate.

I've learnt so much and tested what I've learnt over the years, so I can't wait to share more with you as the blog grows. Please keep coming back for more and share the blog with those you think it may be of interest to.

There is just one last thing I'd like to say - how cool is my grandad?! He could only get cooler if he confessed to being the real Batman! I'm so lucky to have him in my life.

This post is dedicated to my grandad for all he has taught and shared with me. And for all of life's teachers (that's all of us, by the way!), thank you for reading.

Me My House And I

Hello and welcome to the new readers from Switzerland, it's lovely to have you join us all.

Me My House And I

At the tender age of eighteen I left home for Exeter to try and get away from the abuse and fear that resided in Preston. Not long after this I had my only child, after another disastrous relationship broke up following a scary episode in Exeter, which ended with my life being seriously threatened. Another story for another time...

I was lucky enough to have good family, my amazing uncle who rescued me from Exeter and my long-suffering immediate family who welcomed me back with open arms.  All I will say on this subject is - don't mess with scouse families!!!

Photo taken from FinePix

Once I had my baby it was time to start acting like an adult, something that had completely eluded me up until then. They say nothing prepares you for parenthood, well, I say nothing prepares you for life and when life 'happens' you have to embrace it and strive to always do your best no matter what the situation. 

My babys' father was AWOL (this is a blessing, but one of those you can't see at the time) but we were lucky enough to be offered a house by the local Housing Association and one that was on a private road, in a good area, so we were really grateful for that.

With next to no belongings and an understanding family I was able to go and look at the house straight away. I enlisted help to get it into shape before moving in.

I excitedly headed down the path and although I had been warned that the house was in disarray, I didn't care, as it was going to be our home and it represented a new start for us.

As soon as the front door opened I had the most terrible feeling that someone had been hurt and abused in there. I could barely step foot in the place. Domestic violence was thick in the air. You've heard the expression you could cut the air with a knife? Well, you could, yet no-one was there.

Everyone tried to reassure me that the house would clean up and a lick of paint would see it right. It looked so much better after we spent some time sorting it out - weeks actually, as it was in such a state - you wouldn't get away with putting a young family in a house like that these days. 

I was still ill at ease with the house and my baby wouldn't settle at all either. Perhaps he was picking up on my feelings or perhaps he was picking up on the house feeling.

Safe to say I've had nothing but trouble with this house, which I've never been able to move from. Every time I get close to a move (twice I've been let down at exchange of contracts when trying to move), something happens and there is no way that I can move. In addition, relationships, as you know from a previous post were abusive and broke down, so many issues with the building that can't be explained...The kitchen ceiling has collapsed twice with no reason known; we've had the smell of sewage/rot so bad that returns all the time, Environmental Health and Dyno-Rod have been. Experts have been under the house, cameras, dyes, you name it...no explanation and no cure!

One particular time following another freak repair, insurance was involved and the carpet fitter told me he knew two previous families who lived at the house and that they had been cursed whilst living here. He told me that now they've moved they have wonderful lives, but their lives were awful whilst living in this house. I forgot to thank him for his comforting words!

I do believe in taking responsibility for your own life and everything that happens, using The Laws Of Attraction to manifest good around you, but despite my incredibly positive ways, it's fair to say in this house we've been dogged by bad luck.

Enough was enough and I decided to enlist help, contacting a Space-Clearing expert in the area. For those that don't know, space-clearing is the art of clearing away negative energy and imprints in buildings that can cause bad luck/misfortune. This wonderful lady sensed the same as me without being told anything. She used Divining Rods (for dowsing) to source what is wrong and it turns out there's a male spirit (negative entity) plus lots of negative energy left-over from all the bad things that kept happening.

This wonderful lady is coming to do the space-clearing on Saturday and I will let you all know how it goes. I can't wait for the fresh start and the catalyst to moving on to pastures new.

To arrange for space-clearing of your home or business you can contact Jayne here:

http://www.complementary-healthcentre.co.uk/

These are the cards that I drew to advise how the space-clearing will go:

  This is the card for the past representing the need to take back power.

 This card is for the current and represents the need to connect with the Divine. It shows that there is a loved one who has passed who is watching over me. I know who the 'loved one' is as I have had experiences of them here in the house, which I will write about another time. I do not want them around.

 This represents the future and tells that the new space will be a great place for creating spiritual community and helping others, where previously there has been despair.

I'll finish by saying that during my lonelier years in this house, my spirit grew immensely. I was guided greatly by my grandad, who I have learnt so much from and continue to learn from to this day. He and his parents where Spiritualists (in fact my grandad used to be a healer) and it was in my darker days alone in this house that I started to learn about The Occult and to find "my own evidence". I will be posting soon about the Circle (Seance) that my Great Grandparents used to host at their home in Liverpool and the book my Grandad has given me featuring their channeled messages from Spirit. 

We need both good and bad in our lives to create balance and teach us lessons, but with so much 'bad' it is time now for me to embrace the 'good' to re-store balance. I still look forward to the lessons each day brings me. 

Written with gratitude to all those who helped get the house sorted one way or another and those who supported me through my darker days alone in the house. 

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