Empowering and teaching others to live life intuitively by remembering who we are, blending intuition with common sense, and coming from that place at all times ~ in all that we do...

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Redesigning my blogs

I am in the process of redesigning my blogs so please bear with me while I am doing so. Thank you ~

Friday, May 4, 2012

Alone with my Self

So often I am asked how I learned to become an Intuitive. I believe that the greatest gift that each and every one of us came into the world with, is our intuition. How we become more in tune with this gift is through aloneness.

Ah Loneliness,
How would I know
Who I am
Without you?
“Loneliness” by Emma LaRocque

I looked the poem up for this post and found that I had actually been misquoting it for years saying: “Ah Loneliness, Without you I would never have found myself.”

It is in the finding of ourselves that we connect with, listen to, pay attention to, and finally act upon our intuition and the more that we do that, the more “intuitive” we are likely to become.

So let’s define “alone” – It doesn’t mean simply being on our own, it means a complete absence of all external distractions – that means no TV, radio, music, phone calls, computer or other people. It means being with the best thing of all – our selves. It’s sitting quietly, staring out the window, daydreaming or sitting curled up on the sofa with our eyes closed and simply being. Or spending time in nature by ourselves, contemplating our part in the whole scheme of things. It means journaling to discover how we truly feeling about something that is bothering us, and gaining insight into our thoughts and actions.

It’s about connecting with our inner being and getting to know who we truly are, how we feel about our lives, and the people and events around us. It’s about confronting our demons and asking for help and guidance around things that are troubling us. It’s finally about returning to the source of our own being, to remembering who we are and first becoming comfortable with that, and then, gradually, appreciating the wonderful gift of who we are and surrendering to the celebration of that wonder.

How can we do this? By putting our needs first before all else. By acknowledging that most things in our lives are simply distractions, conveniently disguised as “Important things to do” – by acknowledging once and for all that we DO come first, we are the most important “thing to do” – we owe it to ourselves to continually feed our souls, our beings. That we matter, we count, and that the fastest way to have everyone respect this, is by starting to respect ourselves and our need to be alone – with ourselves.

Start small. Few of us have the luxury of taking a retreat on a regular basis, but we can all take five whole minutes a day to begin with where we simply declare amnesty on ourselves and say “These five minutes are completely and utterly for me” Sit quiety in your favourite chair, curl up under the covers or find a quiet spot in nature and just be with yourself. After a week or so of doing this, make it ten minutes. Alone. No interruptions. Keep increasing the time bit by bit until you have carved out a certain amount of time each day completely and utterly just for you. Alone...

Welcome home!

Please share with me below your favourite way of being “alone”
Thank you 

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Nature's Healing Herbs

When I left Calgary, Alberta to "Go West" I truly had no idea where I was headed. So much so, that all I carried with me in my faithful little Honda Prelude were a few clothes, my journal, some books, two huge pottery bowls, my daft black Lab "Magic"... and ALL my pots of herbs. To Vancouver Island. The warmest place in Canada. From Calgary. Where it has been know to snow every single month of the year. Really.

Much of this was due to my ignorance of the place I was planning to make my new home, but most of it was to do with the connection I have always had with herbs. Regardless of wherever I have lived, for as long or short a time as possible, for as long as I can remember, indoors or out... I've grown herbs. Not flowers, seldom food (although that is changing) but always, always herbs.

There is something comforting about a herb garden. My dream has always been to create a medieval herb garden with as many variety of medicinal and nutritional herbs as possible. I would have separate areas of herbs for tea, for cooking, for salves and tinctures. For calming, soothing, relaxing...

For a few years now I have been wanting to learn about the nutritional and healing properties of herbs and the plants of the region that I live in. Nature has given us so much to feed, sustain and heal ourselves and I have often felt that it is a greatest insult to her that we seldom take the time to harvest and use what is so abundantly and unconditionally given.

This year I made a commitment to change this, at least for myself. Not sooner had I made that decision (as often occurs if the timing is right) the opportunity presented itself in the form of a series of weekly Herb Talks here on the little island where I live. Tuesday was the first evening and I came away inspired and excited about embracing the mystery of nature's gifts. I know this learning is going to open up for me a whole new way of living upon this earth. I'll be sure to share here what I discover..

My mother, Kathleen, at eighty, resting after repotting all my herbs.