Friday May 29, 2009. I got this email from a client’s brother after reading my May 2009 Horizons Magazine editorial. “Hello Andrea, just wanted to let you know how the universe came together for me through one of your suggestions…. First, my name is Steve and I live in Michigan. I have access to Horizons via my sister, Laurie Taylor (ad on your page 22), who shows me various issues whenever I end up at her home in Florida. Sometimes she sends me the occasional magazine, as was the case with May’s offering. So I’m reading your column about interacting with nature, and you’re going on about squirrels and cardinals, and mulberry trees, and its all hitting home to me to me in a personal way, not because of my love for critters and the outdoors, which I have, but because of the significance of of your instruction, which was to write those creatures a note should you bump heads with one another. You see, Andrea, bumping heads with creatures has weighed heavily on my soul lately in an “in-your-face” sort of way, primarily because of the actions of my dear neighbor – my tattoo covered, carny working neighbor, who decided he could not live another moment of life without those most precious of pets, a pit bull.” Continue reading
Yearly Archives: 2009
Lazy Thursday
A lazy Thursday. Not lazy for me, as I will be running around doing things starting early, which means I had better get to bed quickly. It’s 4:00am as I type this. So the lazy part is me sharing some of the past week’s Facebook posts, with some after thoughts. I kind of like keeping track of my Facebook posts, it’s like a periodic journal of what was on my mind throughout the day. Continue reading
A reminder in the power of belief about physical limitations
I was Googling myself this morning and came across something I’d written several years ago, that someone had shared on their site. It was a good one, so I wanted to share it here: “I had a great lesson in the power of my beliefs this morning. As usual on final layout week, I spend extra hours at the computer, creating and revising ads, opening mail, logging in payments, seeing who’s paid and who needs to pay, playing phone tag with a dozen new advertisers getting last minute details, making last minute adjustments to design and layout. So I work well into the night and get up early to begin again. And this morning was no different.”
Pinning myself in and getting myself out of it
Tuesday, May 26, 2009. I didn’t do a blog post this morning because I needed to fly out of here as soon as I woke up to drive to Ocala. I’d finished my phone work just after 2:00am this morning and had to leave by 7:00am to meet with my Ocala connection before she got into her day. I can do fine on 4 hours sleep, but making myself fall right asleep the minute I stop “work” isn’t so easy. I got 3 hours in before I had to walk out the door. Usually, when the magazine is delivered each month, we do the mailing that day. I take all the stacks left over after everyone has taken theirs, and I deliver Ocala and Cassadaga myself. This time, I had to reschedule the Ocala trip to before the mailing, and I had to do all the last minute figuring to see who gets how many. In my haste and exasperation, I did the math wrong and was 1500 magazines short, and didn’t notice it until I got to Ocala and opened my trunk. Continue reading
Working with the available light
Monday, May 25, 2009. Happy Memorial Day. Yesterday for the first time in a long time I found myself driving after dark. I’d run out to a meeting about 6pm and threw my wallet and phone in my pocket. I really never need to carry my purse with me, so I didn’t put it in the car. I figured I’d be back by 8pm, long before dark. And of course I wasn’t, and of course one thing I keep in my purse is my driving glasses. I mean, I can see fine to drive with my regular glasses and I do it all the time. But if I’m driving somewhere unfamiliar, where I need to read the street signs, I put on the driving glasses. I also put them off after dark, because I can just see the small details so much clearer. So, as I was leaving downtown Melbourne about 8:30pm last night, I made a point to drive home along the best lighted route. Continue reading
We need some daily undiluted UV light through our retina; taking a ride to clear the mental cobwebs
I went on a long drive yesterday afternoon. I’ve not had a chance all week to get out for a change of scenery, and I needed one. I know I live in Paradise, but sometimes driving out to see the rest of the world lets me appreciate it even more when I return. I’ve heard that “Paradise does not make itself known to you until you’ve been kicked out of it.” I want to make sure that never happens to me. I want to recognize and draw Paradise out of anywhere I am, anytime I’m there. Ma Yoga Shakti says, “Wherever you are, make a heaven of it.”
How to win the lottery by visualizing it; Dr. Joseph Murphy
How To Win The Lottery By Visualizing It. Cynthia P. Stafford was a single mother raising five kids. She read books about positive thinking by Divine Science minister Joseph Murphy. Through Murphy’s teachings of self-healing and visualization, Stafford set her mind on winning $112 million. She wrote the figure “$112 million” constantly, meditated on it, and imagined how excited she would be once the money finally came into her life. After four months of obsessive focus — the first couple of weeks took considerable discipline, she says — she stopped and let go. “Once you’re in the flow of the energy,” she says, “it’s going to happen.” And in May 2007, Stafford won $112 million in California’s Mega Millions lottery. And she’s using it wisely. “The ones who blew it also said they were going to blow it,” she says. “They said it before it happened. It’s what you believe. They attracted that. We have two choices in life. We can choose to see the best situation in our lives, or bemoan why things are not working.” Continue reading
Where does standing up for others fit into law of attraction?
Friday May 22 2009. I went back and read what I blogged May 7th Do I let friends have their own dream, or do I warn them? I thought how judgmental it sounded. When I’m being judgmental and opinionated is when something raises my emotional ire and, when that happens, I no longer have a clear view. And I don’t mean something that throws me into a rage, I mean something that catches my attention in a way that makes me feel I need to protect someone from something. Something that causes in me a feeling of wanting to change circumstances from what they are now to something I find preferable. I am not an activist by any means. I bless those who choose that bumpy path. But I have long felt myself to be somewhat of a voice for those who haven’t found their voice yet. Those who don’t speak up for themselves. Those who can’t speak up for themselves.
It’s funny as I say that, that also, as a psychic medium, I give voice for those who have crossed over. More who can’t speak up for themselves. But I’m talking here about the people I know who are too shy to voice what they want to say to someone. Mostly for fear of repercussion, fear of backlash for speaking up. I grew up in a household like that, where everyone was waiting for the axe to fall, at Dad’s mood. Something I won’t watch 10 seconds of on tv? A couple or family arguing. Off. Period, end of story. Continue reading
I like knowing what my options are
Yesterday was rainy on and off all day and I stayed inside and worked most of the day. My yard is loving the rain and all the flowering plants are blooming. I just cut the grass a few days ago and it can use it again already. While I always water at the base of my trees and bushes, I don’t water my lawn, I let it kind of fend for itself. The half of the back yard that gets full sun all day was mostly browning grass, but it’s now green and getting lush. The other half of the backyard is under the high shade of several big oaks and pines, and I have St. Augustine grass growing there. Little by little, each year it creeps out just a little farther into the sunny part of the yard. Which wasn’t always the sunny part. It was actually where an oak was growing, which came down in the storms of 2004. It left me with a view of the big open expanse of north sky, which I had not had before. I really enjoyed having a new view and being able to see so much at one time.
Mind tricks I play, since I know it’s all about my perception
Wednesday, May 20, 2009. I wrote the wrong date on everything yesterday. I don’t think I wrote 5-19-09 on anything but my blog post of the morning. All day long, as I do phone calls and go through paperwork, I make notes about who I spoke to, what we said, what I need to do next. I date each note. And apparently yesterday I decided it was still the day before. Probably because I didn’t turn the desk calendar page yet, or mark it off on the wall calendar. I do that sometimes to prolong the day and give me more time to finish something. Just one of the funny little mind tricks I play with myself, now that I know it’s all about my perception. I figured out a few years ago that if I can get myself in a state of tizzy and overwhelment by imagining I have more responsibilities that are more urgent than they are, then I can also talk myself into a state of recognizing that things are under control and being done in divine order. Even when I’m plowing through the paperwork and stuck on some particular detail, or can’t suss out a design problem, or need to reboot the computer, I can remind myself that all I need to do is reboot my internal system as well. Reboot my perception, so I can see more of the forest and less of just the one tree I imagine to be blocking my path. Continue reading