What I didn't do when I had a battle

I am not very careful with myself. I should be, but I am not. I am very sensitive, more so than most, which means that when in situations which have a bad energy I can absorb some of the badness, and I will suffer. First my mind will become jangled, and then a day or so later, my body will get sick. Asking the Universe for healing will sort me out, but if I was to be more careful in the first place, then several days of my life would not be wasted by feeling unwell. 

We have a band. We play Irish folk songs mostly, and we are only two months old. There are six in the band. Four of us are musically inclined, which means that we can hold a tune, read music, and are accurate when playing and singing. I am not saying that any of us are 'gifted', but we are not novices. Neither will we ever be celebrities, thank goodness, or earn a living from playing in the band. In fact, we play for free because we enjoy making music together. 

But our male singer is difficult, and has a tendency towards being a diva. At last Monday's rehearsal we played for the first time with a new amplification system. It seemed to bring out the worst in him. 

I will not go into exactly what he was getting up to, just that he was difficult, was singing off key, and on the wrong beat, did not get his timings right, and just made the rehearsal unpleasant. 

I am the band leader, says my husband, therefore it falls to me, he says, to keep things in order. I find this task unsettling, as I always seem to be the one who is trying to steer everyone else. 

Anyway, what happened on Monday was that the male singer has an upturned big green plastic bin, with a wire attached to it on an upright piece of wood, as a drum. It makes only one sound, and that is a thump. Since he has no sense of rhythm he just plucks at the wire when he thinks he will, hardly ever being at the same time as the beat of the music. Not only that, but he sings to the beat of his plastic drum, not to the beat of everyone else, and my husband absolutely hates the noise he makes, because my husband has a good sense of music. 

And the male singer took it upon himself to make his own amplifier system so the drum could be heard loud and strong when the rest of us were amped up on the proper amp system. It was just another battle, that was all, not much in the larger picture, but enough to pull my energies down. A band is supposed to play as a team if the music is to work. Five of us are team players. One isn't. 

So the result was a botched rehearsal, left hanging unfinished because other things happened, which means that the gig we are booked to do this coming Friday will have to be shortened because a chunk of the programme of music we were supposed to be playing was not rehearsed. 

And what happened was that I got angry with him, no, not 'angry' as such, just frustrated. And so I allowed him to leach my energies away. My fault, not his. I should have prepared myself beforehand by enveloping myself in a bubble of light, which would have protected me from his bad energies. This I did not do, being too busy doing farm work and other things. Without the overcoat of protection, I allowed myself to sop up his negative energies, like a dry sponge put into a pot of water. But the Universe knew that this was going to happen, because I had a sense of warm euphoria come upon me as we drove home. It lasted well into the evening, but had evaporated by the next morning. And then my mind went all over the place. It was as if I had a computer virus in my head, not a dreadful one which tried to shut me down, just a head which was jangled. And through that jangle I allowed my lower self to take umbridge about the male singer, that he was out of order with his attitude, that he had an arrogance which was unpleasant, that his diva type attitude was out of place in a man of his age, that he ought to grow up. For one day this went on in my head, and I could not stop it. Round and round these thoughts went, kicking my higher self, with its calm understanding of all things human, out of the window.

After lunch today, and the damage was being furthered. My heart went into megga palpitations, my throat started feeling like it had a steel brace around it, my head started aching, and my mind began to shut down into a depressive state. What I had done was crashed my upper heart chakra, my throat chakra, my third eye chakra, and my crown chakra. Kappooott. All were going down, and all because I allowed that negative energy from the male singer to connect with the thoughts in my head, which then took hold as I continued to feel angry about him, which then made me crash those upper chakras. I had done this damage to myself. He had not done it. I had. And all because I did not take proper care of myself before we left for the rehearsal.

I don't want to waste precious days of my life by having this happen again. It has happened often in the past, and I cannot let it happen again. So whenever the band is going to rehearse, I shall wrap that bubble of light around me as a protection, which will also enable me to cope with the situations that he makes in a better way. It is no use being cross with him, because the Universe said a few minutes ago that when he gets his own way, then he will be alright, but when he doesn't, then he will have tantrum, which is something to do with his upbringing, of not having been taught self control when he was very young. Knowing this now helps me to see the situation in a different light. That I should not have responded to his actions as I did, but should have stepped back and let him get on with it. This will be hard to do in the future, because the band will not be able to continue unless he gets a grip on himself. 

The Universe also said that he is emotionally unstable. Oh. So........ on to the healing list of Heart to Heart France he goes. I need to stop outside of myself now and see him as a wounded individual, whose actions emanate from deeper issues. I need to step aside from my lower self angst about him, and I need to be more moderate with my thoughts about him if I am to be well and not suffer from the upper chakra collapse again. So, as ever, work to do on myself.

And so if you find yourself with an anger inside of you against someone who has disturbed  your mind, then do not allow this anger to fester because it will eventually make physical difficulties for you, which is a waste of the days of your life and will reduce the level of your health. Take control. Ask the Universe for healing, or ask us to put you on our healing list. Ask this for yourself, and ask it also for the person who is producing the angst within you. Do it. You will feel lighter in yourself by getting rid of that anger, and the other person will also benefit, even if, in truth, you don't want them to benefit because they have 'upset' you. In time they will grow to have a better understanding of their own problems, and you, in turn, will benefit by having that negative link between you broken. 

Battles are not nice things to have, although the lessons learned are priceless.

Vx

Messages being delivered......

Yesterday I had an odd experience in the local DIY shop. We are renovating the kitchen of our French house and need to choose the tiles, and Lester was having a lengthy conversation about them with the lady at the desk. We are in France. So the conversation was in French. Since my French is minimal, my mind wandered. 

There was a man opposite me, walking alongside the shelves of DIY things. And it was as if became locked into him, and a message went across to him: "say you are sorry, she will be alright about it. Don't stay cross. Put it behind you......etc." Crikey, I was channelling help and advice, in English, to a Frenchman who was completely oblivious to receiving this help. Presumably there would have been some translation during the relay process!

And then a young couple walked past me: To him: "Let her go,  you do not love her as she needs to be loved. She will be upset for a while, but within two years she will find the love of her life.....etc." And to her: "You will be unhappy for a few months, but you will meet someone within eighteen months who will make you much happier than this man does....etc". 

And then a man passed behind me and went through the office doors of the shop. The message this time was sent differently, because it was not relayed by words, but by feeling: That he had cancer in his lower abdomen, that his end time would be within five to eight years, that he needed to make his peace with people in his life. Much love was sent to him. His next few years will be the best he has had for a long time. His passing will also be effortless, and he will not suffer from fear about the process of dying. That he will be able to connect with his friends and family who have already passed over before he himself makes the transition. 

And all this while Lester was discussing tiles. "Are you daydreaming?" he said during a momentary pause with the shop lady. What could I say, that I had been channelling messages to people which would change their lives for the better? How would he be able to understand that, when I was just about coping with doing so. After all, to do this type of channelling requires great trust on my part with the Universe, and great trust on their part with me, that I will stay connected when the messages were being sent through me, that I would not go into a panic and break the link, which would not have been good for either the Universe, myself, or the people who were receiving the messages. 
So all I said was, "Oh just thinking about what to have for dinner".

As I walked out of the shop I thought about what had happened. I felt greatly moved. I am still waiting to find out the direction in which I am to go with my spiritual work. I have been waiting a long time. Meanwhile, I carry on with trying to conquer my lower self elements, and try instead to focus on my higher self. It is a hard task. I am very stubborn with myself, and often the less lovely side of me seems to be winning. 

This landed on my Facebook page a few weeks ago. I don't know where it came from, but I look at them every day and try to follow the advice:

- Do things one at a time.
- Do it slowly and deliberately.
- Do it completely.
- Do less. (this is not possible for me!)
- Put space between doing things.
- Develop rituals.
- Designate time for sitting.
- Smile and serve others.
- Make cleaning and cooking become meditation.
- Think about what is necessary.
- Live simply. 

Hope you are well, and managing to keep on top of things.

Vx

The Passing. The Fall. The Bees

The Passing:

So what do you do when someone says that their best friend is assisting their mum to die in ten minutes time. You go light a candle, that is what you do, and you make a request to the Universe that these people be helped in whichever way they are needed to be helped. Not to have attitude about assisted passings, but to understand that everyone has a right to live and die as they choose to, and to focus on channelling loving energy to all involved, because that what is needed at a time which is as emotionally sensitive as this one is.

The Fall:

So what do you do when you take a tumble, when you fall heavily on to your arms and hip, and your head collides with the wall, when you feel winded, and are waiting for the pain to kick in. You take a deep breath, that is what you do, and within the precious seconds of silence before your body complains about your clumsiness, you do some concentrated deep breathing, pulling in blue light right down into the inside of you. And you keep the knowledge that the spirits of the Universe are with you, and you can feel them with you within the calmness of those precious few seconds.

And then the hurt begins, but it is not such a big hurt as you would have had if you had allowed yourself to go into shock immediately. Trust me, this does work, because through all the tumbles I have taken over the last two or three years, if I am not able to do this for myself then the pain will be worse and the time of my recovery will be longer. But when I do this then my recovery is amazingly fast.

So I did all that. As I lay on the floor with my head bunched up against the wall, I did my deep breathing, and I did pull blue light in, and I did call upon the Universe to help me although I could feel them helping already, and my recovery was fast. The lovely huge scrape on my forehead healed within six days, my head felt a bit whoozy for a day or do because the blood-brain barrier had suffered a jarring but I was not disabled by the whooziness, and I suffered no bruising although the day after I knew I had fallen but it did not stop me from being out and about.

All in all, there is a huge benefit to connecting with the Universe and connecting to your inner self in those precious few seconds of calmness after the accident has happened, before the body starts telling you that it is hurt, before your mind goes into shock. By doing this for yourself,  you are harnessing the healing energies of the Universe with the self healing capabilities of your own body so that you get better quicker.

The bees:

So what do you do when the bees in your beehive decide to do a swarm, and park themselves up in the nearest tree? Do you get cross, thinking that they are a naughty bunch of bees to be taking themselves off somewhere else? Or do you get into a fret about how the hell you are going to get them down from the tree? Or do you look with interest at the business of the bees, at the way in which they are sticking together to make the unit of the swarm? 

We knew that the bees were going to swarm, but were too busy elsewhere to take the time to sort the inhabitants of the hive out. We are not responsible bee keepers at the moment. We hope to be in the future. But for now, we let the little beings do their own thing. 

And this is what they were doing up in the tree: doing their own thing. So how could one be cross at them. How could one get upset that one was losing a bunch of bees. If we had made more effort at monitoring the residents in the hive then they would not have swarmed. But we didn't, so they did.

What do you do when you see your bees up in a tree? You bless them, that is what you do, and wish them well, and hope that they will find somewhere else to build a happy and healthy home which will keep them safe.

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I have not posted for a while because lots has been happening, but mostly it has been because my head has not been able to find the words with which to write because it has been to busy trying to understand what has been going on. 

The Universe has been busy directing and guiding me.

My connection has become stronger.

I do not know what that means in terms of my work,

or my life,

 but as ever, 

I wait to see what is going to happen next!

Vx