Category Archives: Signs and Symbols

The Rock Whisperer

I was walking at the beach and, as usual, I found myself unconsciously looking for rocks. I love rocks! Anyway, when I became aware of what I was doing,  I had the thought that maybe I should try being fully present and deliberative as I looked this time.

I set an intention to find my favorite blue rocks, but with a twist. I asked to find the ones with what I think of as ‘the faces’ on them. Almost right away one showed up. That’s the blue one on the right, above. Next, I asked for another one to be extra sure that I actually did attract the first one. That’s when the white one showed up. It’s above on the left. I think this one was white because I associate that color with the angels, and perhaps it was an angel assisting me in my quest at that moment.

I found another blue one that was sort of flat on the top, and first I thought it looked like a pedestal, and then I realized it was that, an altar, really, and that I should use it to elevate the first two. Literally and figuratively.

I decided to be really bold (since hey, this was going pretty well!) and ask, ‘What should I call you?’ And then I heard quite clearly, ‘We are your connectors’.

I am claiming this title, right here, right now:

THE ROCK WHISPERER

Boom.

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John Edward was in Portland, Maine

The last time John Edward came to Portland, I wanted to go. I’d read some of his books, taken some of his free online classes, and watched his TV show, Evolve. I couldn’t wait to see him in person!

Alas, was unable to find anyone to go with, so I stayed home.

This year when I saw he was coming again, I still wanted to go. I figured that if one year later I was still dying to see him, I had to go. The story was the same, though. I couldn’t find anyone to go with me. I also had family commitments that precluded me from going.

Hello? Disappointment!

At the eleventh hour, the planets aligned and my schedule opened up. I decided to be brave and go by myself. I even got a big discount on my ticket!

It was so worth going. I loved every minute of this show. I didn’t get a reading myself, but what John said at the outset was true: if you get a reading, you wind up missing a lot of what happens after. I was there to learn, and I did learn. A lot.

Plus, John and his announcer/friend Katrina are funny! And warm! And caring! Everything you want in a human being.

John’s spirit messages for the families that did receive readings were incredibly accurate. He doesn’t let people bully him (and surprisingly, someone did try to) into making his information fit their story. He insists on accuracy and validation and it makes a huge difference in the quality of the readings.

If John ever comes back to my area, I am so going again.

Even if it’s by myself.
🙂

Dream a little dream

Dream a little dream blog photo karencoachesWe all dream during REM sleep. Maybe some of us are better at it than others: vivid color! Logical linear timeline! People you love! Rainbows and butterflies! But we all do it. We just don’t all remember doing it.

There is plenty of advice out there about how to remember your dreams, such as programming yourself to wake up after your dream by telling yourself you will do this before you go to bed. Or, asking your guides and angels to please remind you what your dream message was. Writing it down as soon as you wake up-even if it’s in the middle of the night-can also work.

I have tried all of these measures, but the method that has worked the best for my by far is to voice record the dream as soon as I wake up-yes, even if it’s in the middle of the night! Hey, if you have a train to catch and you are not a morning person, it can be hard. I get it. No pressure. You don’t have to do it every time, but do it any time you can.

I know this works, because I have at least five dreams right now recorded on my iPhone that I have no memory of otherwise. It’s fascinating to listen to your half-awake self relaying dream sequences that you don’t even remember having, nevermind recording! Also, you can talk much faster than you can write, so this process enables you to catch details that you might otherwise forget.

It also gives you plenty of time to write them down later, stopping the recording to give your pen time to catch up with your voice. I find this process helps me with decoding my dreams as well. I have experience flashes of insight during the transcription process that I feel I would not otherwise have had.

Try it! Let me know how it works for you! Visit my blog: karencoaches.com, and my Facebook page: Metaphysical Nurse.

Like attracts like in 3 acts

I have been experiencing serendipities lately, that “like attracts like” thing.

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Yay! Chicken Parm! From #2

  1. My author friend Kathy suggested that I look into getting my novel on the shelf at Letterpress Books. The two women I talked to there were named Karen and Kathy. As you might have already noticed, my name is Karen! and my friend’s name is Kathy!
  2. I was at a restaurant with my daughter recently. The place was packed and the staff was overwhelmed. The person who should have been waiting on us was cursing under his breath, and oh, leaving us sitting there and so not waiting on us. My own anger flared, and then I thought, WWWDD (What Would Wayne Dyer Do)? So, I decided to lead with compassion when I talked to him. And it turned out very well. He went out of his way to make things nice for us after that.
  3. I was at the register in a store and a woman was buying a deck of oracle cards. I heard her say she was a Gemini, then I heard the cashier say that she was a Gemini. I chimed in, “Hey, I’m a Gemini, too!” “When’s your birthday? Mine’s May 27th,” she said. “Oh! Mine’s May 28th!” I said. And then the cashier said, “Mine is (wait for it…) May 30th!” Hmmm…wonder where May 29th was?

Anyway, BOOM.

It’s amazing how many occasions of this you can find when you are looking for them.

Maybe be brave and share your own below. 🙂

Angels and pennies

I was at the Community Market with my books today, trying not to feel discouraged by how slow it was, and the most amazing thing happened.

the angel and the penny poem

I had a pocketful of pennies that I brought to make change when I sold a book. The first one that I gave to someone caught my eye because it was very shiny. I thought, maybe it’s a lucky penny!

I emptied all the pennies out onto the table. I had the idea of separating all the very shiny pennies out and to only use them to make change, so I did that.

I had the idea to send some energy through the pennies to charge them up to be lucky for whomever received them, so I did that.

I carefully stacked the pennies up next to the deck of angel cards I had brought with me.

And then, I happened to glance at Facebook, because I was waiting for a message from someone who was due to come to the market, and I saw  that my friend Barbara had shared a poem posted by The Italian-Sicilian-American Page entitled–wait for it–The Angel and the Penny.

I know, right?

I am including it below (from The Italian-Sicilian-American Page on Facebook)

angel and penny poem

FINDING JOY

I recently wrote about losing my joy rock that my friend Kristen gave me when she was visiting this summer. I stopped looking for it, because I had the thought that it would show up again when I started finding joy in my life again.

Also, I have lately been trying to figure out how to bring together my author activities and my metaphysical nurse activities and have it all under one umbrella. I have been following impulses and acting on ideas, some successful, and some, not so much.

joy rock

And then I had the idea to look for it in the small case I keep in my pocketbook that contains my business cards, and there it was! Nestled in between both stacks of cards.

I feel certain that this is a sign! I hope I get the message.

 

JOY

For many years, I was fortunate enough to be part of a small group of women who practiced yoga together at the home of the instructor

Me and Kristen, photo by Bill Creamer

Me and Kristen, photo by Bill Creamer

(and my good friend) Kristen. We were together at least one day per week and we laughed, cried, supported each other, and cheered each other on to be, on any given day, the best we could be.

Then Kristen moved away. Our group disbanded. We were (and are) very sad about this. After many years of practice with my teacher, I was now a woman without a yoga class.
Recently,  I was blessed to be able to revisit the past.
Kristen came to Maine to visit for 2 weeks and was kind and generous enough to spend 3 of her mornings practicing yoga with us.
She also had a small pouch of stones with her. She asked us each to pull one. I pulled JOY.
Which I loved! And then promptly lost. As I looked through all of my (millions of) bags trying to find it, I realized that this whole episode is a metaphor for my life right now: looking for joy in all the wrong places.
I remembered that at the last Enlightenment Expo, I had a conversation with an Angel Intuitive who told me the Angel of Joy was with me because…wait for it…I didn’t have enough joy  in my life. And that was in APRIL! Note to self: Work harder on this!
Yoga at the Wells Harbor Gazebo was a good start.