My Message from Wayne

I haven’t shared this recording with many people until now.  It happened a few years ago and I know a lot of you have read about this experience.  I felt compelled to share this message that I saved… this is the first time I heard from Dr. Wayne Dyer.

It holds such a special place in my memory, and I hope it brings some joy for all of you to hear his voice again.  <3

Wayne

The Living is Easy

Image by: My American Husband, Walt Babinski
Image by: My American Husband, Walt Babinski

As originally published in e-Know.

Your Halo-Scopes for July 5 to 11, 2015

For the beginning of the week, Sunday and Monday:

Queen of Ariel

Summer time, and the living is easy. During the beginning of the week we have a rare opportunity to dwell in the present moment and really just chillax. All of our “shoulds” are set aside for a few days as we spend some time doing whatever we truly want to do. We are encouraged to enjoy the company of friends and family and are given the opportunity now to do that very thing. Throw some food in the picnic basket and head out to someplace beautiful. Bask in the glory that IS summer in British Columbia.

For the middle of the week, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday:

Peace

This is a time of great transformation on earth and for each of us personally. During mid week we begin to really move forward on our new, exciting adventure. It is a time of personal evolution. We are coming into our own and our soul purpose is becoming more and more clear. To facilitate the fastest and easiest transformation, allow yourself to let go of the outcome and trust that everything is happening as it should. It is easier than we may think, to transform from a caterpillar into a butterfly. Peace, babies.

For the weekend, Friday and Saturday:

Ten of Michael

Free at last! Freedom is ours at last! By the weekend we clearly see our new opportunities and are ready to put the past behind us. New avenues for happiness begin to present themselves and we are ready to take this thing to the next level. Moving on can sometimes bring a melancholy or sadness. Honor those feelings, but try not to dwell. Bigger, better, brighter times are ahead for us. Prepare to be amazed.

This week’s Halo-Scopes were inspired by the Archangel Power Tarot Deck by Doreen Virtue and Radleigh Valentine.

Want to try a personal, one on one Angel Reading?  Now is the perfect time!  Take advantage of the Super Exciting Summer Special by Clicking HERE NOW.

 

Hello, Again

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I was driving home from work one day, stop and go, hurry up and wait and I had found that blissful space between leaving the mad, fast pace of work and before landing in the mad, fast pace of home.  I was just floating along, enjoying some CBC 2 and letting the thoughts and worries of the day evaporate.  I don’t admit this to many people, but I really enjoy a good traffic jam.  Being locked in place makes it impossible to do anything but relax and get into that in-between space of meditation, visualization, daydreaming.

I like travel days for the very same reason.

 And doing dishes.

And folding laundry.    Just me?  Really?

So anyways,  I was sitting there, happily zoning when someone whispered in my ear.  Tingles shot up my spine and all along my scalp.  My breath caught and I half laughed, half gasped.  “Wha..!?”

Again the whisper, words as clear as if spoken aloud:  “I sent you a present.  You will receive it tonight.”  I recognized the voice, a voice I hadn’t heard for several years.  A voice I missed terribly.

Now don’t get me wrong, I am fairly used to hearing from my dead friends and relatives.  Quite often they send me things like feathers, and song lyrics.  Sometimes they make the street lights go on right when I am looking at them.  Sometimes they make hummingbirds fly right up to me and look me in the eye.  I’ve even had them whisper messages to me, but never before had it been so loud and clear.

“Hey there, friend.  I’ve missed you”  I whispered back, then got that weird smiling through tears thing.   For the rest of the crawl home, I wondered what this present might be.

I didn’t have to wait long.  I stopped to pick up the mail and there was indeed a big, exciting package in there, addressed to me.  What could it be?  I didn’t recognize the return address and had not ordered anything.  I got home quickly, dumped my stuff on the floor and grabbed some scissors to open the package.

I slipped my hand inside.  It was a book!  I pulled it out, froze for just a moment, then started laughing nearly hysterically.

It was The First Phone Call From Heaven by Mitch Albom.

WTF?!  The book wasn’t even released yet.  I knew that because I had been eagerly anticipating the publishing date.  And yet here I was holding a copy in my hot little hand.  The jacket was not complete, and had things like “insert Author bio here” and stuff like that, but the pages were full and I could hardly wait to start reading it.

How the heck did my beautiful, deceased friend pull this off?  This was a mind boggling mystery.  A real life, honest to goodness, knock your socks off miracle!   And to this day I have no idea why this book was sent to me, or what forces came together to bring me that precious gift.

What it did was solidify my belief that our deceased friends and loved ones are always with us.  The more we trust their signs and gifts, the more they will work to bring us their messages.  Trusting what we see and hear is the first step to opening those lines of communication.  Once we remove the voice of doubt that tells us this is just coincidence or that our imagination is getting carried away, once we open to the possibilities that this is really something, then we will begin to truly open to the communications.  Our loved ones have been knocking on the door, trying to get our attention.  If we start to pay attention we will be amazed at what we notice.

So when you smell your Grandma’s lavender hand cream, or see that the photograph on the mantel of your deceased relative has moved, or find feathers in the strangest places, or dimes and pennies keep showing up, or even when you get a book about Heaven randomly sent to you for no reason,  smile and say hello.  They are.

That’s What Friends Are For

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Weekly Halo-Scopes for May 10 – 16, 2015 as originally published by e-Know

Heart of the Reading:

Ace of Earth

What excites you? Have you been mulling over a new business idea? Or perhaps you have come up with a great new invention that’s the next best thing to buttered toast. Whatever has been tickling your fancy, exciting your imagination and keeping you awake with possibilities, is the answer you have been looking for.   The Ace of Earth says this is it! You will be aptly and generously supported in this undertaking, whatever it may be.

Our Challenge this week:

Four of Air

So you are excited? That’s great. But the challenge we are facing it so slow down and consider the possibilities before jumping into anything. Rest, relax… take a staycation or even, I don’t know… MEDITATE. Then see what answers come to you. You have the right idea. Now you need to figure out which way takes you from here to there. Your inner wisdom will not steer you wrong and the way to access that wisdom is to get quiet. (perhaps try MEDITATION)

Our Helper is:

Unity

We are all in this thing called life, together. Unity reminds us that we don’t have to do everything by ourselves. There are friends, coworkers, associates and family members who would love to lend us a hand. This week is a good time to ask for help. And if you feel like you might be too independent, that you hate to bother, or you don’t need help? Ask anyways. We all love to be helpful, so why not give someone the unique gift of lending you a hand?

This Weekly Halo-Scope was inspired by The Angel Tarot Cards by Doreen Virtue and Radleigh Valentine

Want a personal reading?  Email me at pastlifetourist@gmail.com and we will plan our Angel party, either in person or via Skype.

 

Enjoying the Contrast?

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Your Halo-Scopes for the Week of May 3 – 9, 2015 as originally posted on e-Know

At the Heart of this week’s reading:

3 of Michael

There is a saying that time wounds all heals… er… I mean time heals all wounds. This week we are guided to release judgment about the past and let go of any resentments or bitterness we may be holding onto. Remember that we are all human and we all make mistakes. What’s done is done and it is time to stop berating people (ourselves included) for events gone by. Let bygones be bygone. We are learning life’s important lessons and when we know better we do better.

Helping us is:

4 of Michael

Forgive me for what I said when I was hungry and tired. When life is busy and small stresses show up it is so much easier to handle them when we have had enough to eat and are rested. Taking care of ourselves is going to be essential during this emotional week. Old hurts show up to taunt us and we need to fortify ourselves so that our buttons can’t be pushed. It is so much easier not to sweat the small stuff when we’ve had a good night’s sleep and a healthy breakfast. Bonus points for taking the time to meditate. (And keep in mind: it’s all small stuff).

And our Challenger comes to us as:

6 of Gabriel:

We are doing the best that we can. During challenging times we can tend to beat ourselves up. Take a moment to remember that we are really 50 shades of awesome and that a few little hiccups should have no power over us. We must be kind and gentle with ourselves and with others, celebrate all of the steps we’ve taken and lessons we’ve learned, and be happy for all of the crazy ups and downs in life. Contrast is part of this earth school and learning to enjoy the contrast is just another lesson we are here to learn.

This week’s Halo-Scopes were inspired by the Archangel Power Tarot Deck by Doreen Virtue and Radleigh Valentine.

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Angels of Another Kind

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When the ones we love leave us for a time and wait on the other side of the veil, I wonder…. If they could come back for a visit, maybe a dozen years long, wrapped up in fur and unconditional love, wouldn’t they do that very thing?

 Wouldn’t they sit on our laps and patiently wait for our attention?

 Wouldn’t they love us unconditionally and bring comfort when we need it most.

 And don’t you think, the ones we love might want to frolic and play with us, with greater abandon than they could while walking on two feet.

We sometimes recognize them when we see them.  The softness in their gaze and the remembered embrace, it reaches out to us and we fall instantly in love.  We don’t need words or long explanations.  We just need to spend a little more time together before we can spend eternity.

Burn Baby Burn

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“Hey”.

“Good morrow, Bro”.

“Did you hear about Moses?”

“Who?  That serious guy?  Long beard?  Naw.  What’s up?”

“He claims some bush burst into flames then started talking to him.”

“Shut up.  What a load of yak crap.”

“Right?” 

“Dude, did he drink the bong water?”

“Dude, he definitely drank the bong water.”

And so it goes.  This fairly historically accurate depiction of what must have been, is a scene as old as time.  I know this scenario very well, from both sides.  For the first few decades of my life I was quick to have conversations very much like it about anybody who had the audacity to be different.  Seriously, what kind of woo woo nonsense were they on about?  Are they so out of touch with reality??  Don’t they know they look like fools?

And then I smelled something burning.

Okay, relax.  Put away the pitchforks and drop the stones.  I am in no way correlating myself to Moses.  I have no beard, I have never knowingly parted any body of water and I have not< yet> set my people free.  Nope.  Nothing in common at all.

Except that burning bush.

I speak in metaphors of course.  My burning bush came in the subtler way of whispers and signs.  But it most certainly came.  It all began with the death of a dear friend, quite suddenly in my arms.  Apparently trauma has a way of breaking us open and once that happens we can often experience something that is both devastating and beautiful.  You see, we expand where we are cracked and if we don’t fall apart, our light begins to shine out of the places where we have been broken open.

And as our lights grow brighter we become aware of the magic.  It’s been there all along but we couldn’t see it with our judgy, human eyes.  But now that we have better illumination we can see the sparkly bits and hear the jingly sounds.  We realize buddy Bill Shakespeare was right when he so eloquently said that “there are more things on heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy”.

That’s when we start to bloom.  And grow. Our light gets ever brighter and we can no longer pretend not to see the unseen.  It becomes who we are and we are compelled to share what we have learned, despite the fact that we will likely become the fodder of gossips and butt of jokes.  It doesn’t matter to us what anybody thinks, because out paradigm has been shifted and we have a new version of the truth.

And if we follow the calling of this new paradigm, we do things like take Past Life Regression workshops, and Reiki classes.  We even start giving Angel Card Readings …. in public!

My Dad told me that in the not too distant past I would have been burned at the stake for what I believe and practice.  He mentioned that right before asking me to do some of my “witchy stuff” on his sore leg.  In case you might be wondering the Reiki worked, and though he was never a doubter, Dad came a bit closer to being a believer in that unseen force.

The burning bush comes to different people in different ways.  Nobody was more surprised than I was when I felt compelled to start working with the Angels.  Buttoned up, corporate, serious Brenda was shocked.  But I have learned that listening to the whispers is infinitely easier than getting the divine kick in the butt that comes when we ignore what calls us.   The message I’ve been getting seems to be a universal one and is simply this:  Be authentic.  No more hiding behind the mask you think society/family/friends expect you to wear.  Whatever that is and whoever you are, be that.  Because you are enough just as you are.  Strip away the trappings and be bravely, uniquely, you.

I share what I have learned openly and with love.  Those who get it, get it.  Those who don’t will continue to believe that I drank the bong water.  And that’s okay.  Because more and more I am receiving those tender, private messages from people quietly inching out of their own spiritual closet.  We chat about all of those things they don’t feel safe telling anyone else just yet.  And they let me know that by putting my crazy on display I have helped them to know they aren’t alone.  For that I am infinitely grateful. For that I will proudly let my freak flag fly.

Do You Believe in Angels?

Angel Wings by yuropa (Aaron Kelley)
Angel Wings by yuropa (Aaron Kelley)

Do you believe in Angels?

According to a recent poll by the Associated Press nearly 77 percent of adults in North America believe that Angels exist.  While angels are non denominational they appear in most of the world’s religions. And stories of Angels existed long before religions such as Judaism and Christianity were formed. Angels, or celestial beings with slightly different labelling show up in Buddhism and Hinduism, Celtic and Norse mythology and in many Shamanistic legends.

Personally, I have met a few Angels of my own.  They have shown up when I needed them the most, sometimes in physical form and sometimes as a whisper in my ears.  The more I have been open to their presence, the more they seem to make their presence known.  It seems that by reaching out to them, they are able to reach back.   And they really want to help us, but only can if we ask them to.  And really, who are we kidding?  Can’t we all use a little help these days? The Angels always seem to bring me just the right words, messages, signs and synchronicities when I need them the most.  And for that I am truly grateful.

If you want a little help connecting with your own angels pop over here to my Services page and see if anything resonates.  I would be honored to help bring you their messages.

And whether you believe in Angels or not, it doesn’t really matter.  Because they believe in you.