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Living Life IntuitivelyShena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-63467736030736286882015-09-02T20:23:00.000-07:002015-09-02T20:23:50.575-07:00SoulSpeak Studio<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="font-size: large;">I have recently relaunched </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">from now on ~</span></b></div>
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Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-66705017657557064832012-05-22T20:45:00.002-07:002012-05-22T20:45:37.535-07:00Redesigning my blogsI am in the process of redesigning my blogs so please bear with me while I am doing so. Thank you ~<br />Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-56354189870520604132012-05-04T15:08:00.000-07:002012-05-04T15:12:53.197-07:00Alone with my SelfSo 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. <br />
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I looked the poem up for this post and found that I had actually been misquoting it for years saying: <em>“Ah Loneliness, Without you I would never have found myself.” </em><br />
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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.<br />
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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. </div>
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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.</div>
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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.</div>
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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... </div>
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Please share with me below your favourite way of being “alone”<br />
Thank you </div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-54536755087150887842012-01-26T17:17:00.000-08:002012-01-26T17:28:03.295-08:00Nature's Healing Herbs<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">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.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong></strong></div><strong><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>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.<br />
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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...<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">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. </div><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">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..</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" gda="true" height="270" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-zFFFh0j40/TyHgrQC25EI/AAAAAAAAA98/phSlYevHdq4/s400/Hemlock+Herb+Garden.jpg" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>My mother, Kathleen, at eighty, resting after repotting all my herbs.</em></div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-59492933728845843512011-09-19T21:08:00.000-07:002011-09-19T21:08:51.698-07:00Musings...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvKMedfE2Wc/TngRC2iTqPI/AAAAAAAAAzA/bR_YJ5Ezb84/s1600/Baby+Racoons+and+Sunset+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvKMedfE2Wc/TngRC2iTqPI/AAAAAAAAAzA/bR_YJ5Ezb84/s400/Baby+Racoons+and+Sunset+017.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size: large;">As the leaves begin to turn, </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size: large;">and the nights become cooler </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size: large;">we give thanks for the summer </span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>and welcome the fall</em>...</span></div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-73796338117071298602011-06-20T11:12:00.000-07:002011-06-20T11:27:57.512-07:00Musings...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WMS2eDUccI/Tf-MWX-13KI/AAAAAAAAAxU/lgxXbiNbL-k/s1600/Playing+with+camera+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WMS2eDUccI/Tf-MWX-13KI/AAAAAAAAAxU/lgxXbiNbL-k/s400/Playing+with+camera+011.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">- David Baird</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">A Thousand Paths to Tranquility</div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-32127650465668697942011-06-15T16:46:00.000-07:002011-06-15T16:50:59.683-07:00Recycling MagicOn Wednesdays and Saturdays one of the best places to hang out on the little island of Gabriola that I call home, is commonly known as “GIRO” – The Gabriola Island Recycling Centre. <br />
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Think "Field of Dreams" and that's pretty much how GIRO started. They built it, people did come, and still turn up in droves weekly at the social hub of the island (we're still holding out for a cappuccino bar there!) Unwanted items are dropped off and turned around right away to go out again. The goal is to manage not to fill your vehicle up with as much as you dropped off! Hard to do when great bargains prevail.<br />
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"GIRO MAGIC" is a term that has existed here on Gabriola for quite some time. Ask any regular. They learned and applied the concept of manifestation long before "The Secret" and other self-help gurus even thought about it. I could write an entire book on some of the “great find” stories that people love to share.<br />
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It's all a matter of knowing what you want, and putting it out there beforehand. Time and time again, someone's working on a project, needs something or other, heads off to GIRO knowing they are bound to find it. Et voila! They do! Exactly what they are looking for.<br />
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It's all in the timing. Forget finding something before you need it. Ain't gonna happen. But when you <strong>do</strong> need it, and you <strong>ask</strong> for it, it'll be there.... waiting for you...<br />
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As we tend to say here on Gabriola: May the GIRO (recycling) force be with you ~Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-66569195524296858902011-06-13T15:30:00.000-07:002011-06-20T11:13:23.353-07:00Musings...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKwaC5aEjsk/TfaPMQzve0I/AAAAAAAAAwc/C98RecLWhr8/s1600/Spectacular+Sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKwaC5aEjsk/TfaPMQzve0I/AAAAAAAAAwc/C98RecLWhr8/s400/Spectacular+Sunset.jpg" t8="true" width="310" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">Love is like the sun coming out of the clouds</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">and warming your soul.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;">- Unknown –</div><br />
Fibre Art Purse - Landscape series by Shena Meadowcroft - SoldShena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-71453880476853683552011-06-06T09:08:00.000-07:002011-06-20T11:29:30.927-07:00Musings...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QuT6h_ZBPVg/TeanKRL-3fI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ELIIKJIfc1M/s1600/April+2011+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QuT6h_ZBPVg/TeanKRL-3fI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ELIIKJIfc1M/s400/April+2011+022.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">...when you fulfill your own abilities, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">when you express your personal idealism </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">through acting it out to the best of your ability </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">in your daily life, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">then you are changing the world </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">for the better.</span></em></div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;">Jane Roberts</div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-45039938429400706722011-06-01T10:03:00.000-07:002011-06-01T13:07:14.927-07:00Everything happens for a reason...Most of us believe that everything happens for a reason. We may not know what that reason is, and we may not see the reason at this point in time, but we still follow that basic belief. At least we say we do.<br />
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We also say that we believe that everything happens when it is supposed to. Again, we may not know the reason behind the timing, but we trust that the timing is right. Or at least we say we do.<br />
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So if everything happens for a reason, and everything happens when it’s supposed to, then it follows that where we are at this point in time in our lives, and what is happening (or not happening) to us is EXACTLY what is supposed to be. And when we do something (or do not do something) is EXACTLY when it is supposed to be. If we follow that way of thinking then it means that we can't really get to say things like: “I should have left the job, relationship, city… years ago” or “I should have made my decision a long time ago.” <br />
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You are doing <em><strong>exactly</strong></em> what you are meant to be doing, at this exact moment. You may not like it, you most certainly don’t have to like it, but it is this dissatisfaction that will spur you on to the next, <em><strong>exact</strong></em> moment.<br />
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This applies also to others. If we believe that everything happens for a reason, and we believe that everything happens when it’s supposed to, then we have to, by default, let go of judgement of others. We need to let go of saying things like “He’s just not there yet” or “She’s in denial” – He is exactly where he’s supposed to be. We may not like it but it’s his right to be there, and it is right for him. She also is exactly where she is supposed to be, for her. <br />
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It's about being consistent. Think about it.<br />
Because you can’t have it both ways!Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-7047191929886622532011-05-30T09:00:00.000-07:002011-06-20T11:28:25.973-07:00Musings...<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egd9Be7CtEk/Td2iJ8h0HrI/AAAAAAAAAvY/qnKIe-e7iUU/s1600/SD531510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egd9Be7CtEk/Td2iJ8h0HrI/AAAAAAAAAvY/qnKIe-e7iUU/s400/SD531510.JPG" t8="true" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">Life will break you. </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">Nobody can protect you from that,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">and living alone won't either,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">for solitude will also break you with its yearning.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">You have to love.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">You have to feel.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">It is the reason you are here on earth.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">You are here to risk your heart,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">you are here to be swallowed up.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">And when it happens that you are broken, </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">or betrayed, </span></em><span style="font-size: large;"><em> or left, </em><em>or hurt, </em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><em>or death brushes near,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">let yourself sit by an apple tree </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">and listen to the apples </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">falling all around you in heaps,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">wasting their sweetness.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">Tell yourself that you tasted </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">as many as you could.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: right;">Louise Erdrich </div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-13796233702898413792011-05-25T10:00:00.000-07:002011-05-25T11:34:01.599-07:00What our intuition isn’t...Before I begin a session and in fact prior to teaching a workshop I have a little something that I say, without fail, every single time:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em>Thank you for my gift</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>Please take care of me while I am using it</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>Please get my ego the heck out of here</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>And never, ever let me say or do anything that will harm someone</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">All parts of this prayer are vitally important to what I do, but the most important one for me is the third part, the bit that says “please get my ego the heck out of here…” because ego has no part in intuition and absolutely no place whatsoever in the work that I do.</div><br />
What I am asking by this is that what <strong>I </strong>think, what <strong>I</strong> have opinions about, what <strong>I</strong> see as being true, what <strong>I</strong> consider of importance, play no part whatsoever in connection with my intuition. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLbzInd3yQs/Tdwuk_6eG7I/AAAAAAAAAuc/r7A4aRRUaXs/s1600/Bear+005_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="302" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLbzInd3yQs/Tdwuk_6eG7I/AAAAAAAAAuc/r7A4aRRUaXs/s400/Bear+005_edited.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">And that’s why sometimes seems that our intuition misleads us, because it’s not actually our intuition speaking, it’s our ego. It’s our thoughts, our opinions, our judgements or our biases. And it can be from any one of these that we take our guidance, instead of bypassing them all and letting the voice within that has no ego, no thought, no opinion, no judgement or bias, letting that voice come through and guide us intuitively.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>How do we learn to differentiate? How we learn to do anything else? Through practice. Through being very honest with ourselves, <em>very</em> humble, asking, and then listening for the answer… rather than finding it. Most of all by making a conscious effort to really get to know ourselves. Not the persona that we adopt to get though this thing called life. Not the layers of make believe that we’ve had to invent or had cast upon us to fit into this thing called society. Not the lies and the half truths that we live with, in order to belong and be accepted. <br />
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Really getting to know the truth of who we really are. Who we were created as. Who we are meant to be.<br />
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In Greek mythology, Delphi was the site of the Delphic oracle, the most important oracle in the classic Greek world. It can be no mistake that supposedly carved into the Temple of Apollo at Delphi, were the words <strong><em>“Know thyself.” </em></strong>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-90561475251633061572011-05-23T10:00:00.000-07:002011-06-20T11:28:59.371-07:00Musings...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vjfc45g6-O8/Tc3lm9jf56I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kKXJpDokz4I/s1600/Stained+glass+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vjfc45g6-O8/Tc3lm9jf56I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kKXJpDokz4I/s400/Stained+glass+001.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">People are like stained-glass windows.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">They sparkle and shine when the sun is out,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">but when the darkness sets in,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">their true beauty is revealed </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">only if there is a light from within.</span></em></div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;">-Elizabeth Kubler-Ross</div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-62116346167346421672011-05-18T10:00:00.000-07:002011-05-18T16:04:25.892-07:00Is our intuition always correct?You followed your intuition and you know in your heart that what you did was right. So how come sometimes it feels so awful? <br />
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I often get asked how do I know that my intuition is always going to be correct? <br />
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We need to start by defining what we mean by “correct.” If we take the meaning of the word to be “correct” as in “right” (as opposed to “wrong”) then we are, in fact, asking if our intuition is always “right.” <br />
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</div> The answer to that question is that our intuition is always right for us. And that’s the emphasis. FOR US. Which means that our intuition will always guide us to do what is right for us, but that doesn’t necessarily mean to say that it’s always going to feel good. <br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Again it is in the emphasis. It will be good FOR US. That doesn’t necessarily mean we’re going to like it, or that it isn’t at times going to really suck! </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>But remember, the story is never over. We don’t know yet where this part of our journey is going to lead us. And we continue along our path. We then often find, with hindsight, that it is exactly the part of the journey that we really didn’t like… the rotten part that we ended up in because we’d followed our intuition… it was that exact decision that brought us eventually to exactly the perfect place, or situation, or person that is right for us now. <br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Which is why the word trust goes hand in hand with intuition. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">It’s trusting that we have an innate sense of knowing... </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">that we are receiving guidance from whoever or whatever we believe created us... </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">that we will follow that guidance come what may... </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">that we inherently trust that wherever we are, at any particular time, is exactly where we’re meant to be... </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">and that ultimately it will lead is to what is right... <strong>for us.</strong></div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-61510944395455421512011-05-16T10:00:00.000-07:002011-06-20T11:28:44.101-07:00Musings...<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qD93kc6bcM/Tc3QRj2poxI/AAAAAAAAAr4/hn854N-VIHc/s1600/SD531375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qD93kc6bcM/Tc3QRj2poxI/AAAAAAAAAr4/hn854N-VIHc/s400/SD531375.JPG" width="300" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, </span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">if a blade of grass springing up in the fields </span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">has power to move you, </span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">if the simple things have a message </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">that you understand, </span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">rejoice, </span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">for your soul is alive.</span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;">- Eleonora Duse </div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-69898096168452359252011-05-13T15:32:00.000-07:002011-05-13T16:10:33.362-07:00Postcards from the UniverseIn the course of my week there are often lovely little “coincidences” that occur which I fondly refer to as “Postcards from the Universe.” Sometimes they have meaning, which is immediately apparent, other times the meaning will not reveal itself until sometime later on down the road. <br />
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And then there are those special times, when it is, quite simply, as if someone is saying: <em>“We’re here, we’re paying attention to your life, and we just thought we’d drop by to let you know that.” </em><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQgogGz1Xs/Tc2w-GHgzcI/AAAAAAAAAro/smP17CnRRsE/s1600/SD531219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQgogGz1Xs/Tc2w-GHgzcI/AAAAAAAAAro/smP17CnRRsE/s320/SD531219.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">To give you an example. The other night I watched the movie “Ondine.” The story of an Irish fisherman who discovers a woman in his fishing net who he believes to be a Selke (a water nymph). The next day I continue reading “Dream Keepers” by Morrie Ruvinsky. The tale begins when the crew of a fishing boat pulls a naked, wounded man from the cold Pacific waters. The protagonist’s name: Jason Ondine.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>These are magical moments and when they occur I simply stop what I’m doing, smile wistfully and say “Thank you. Thank you very much”Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-17066179451021672082011-02-19T18:45:00.000-08:002011-05-25T16:02:01.545-07:00And the Winner is...I'm delighted to announce the winner of the set of four "SoulSpeak" greeting cards in my blog giveaway for the One World One Heart 2011 is:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><strong>LORRI</strong><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><strong>CONGRATULATIONS!</strong></div><br />
<div style="text-align: left;">Thank you everyone who participated ~ it was a thoroughly lovely time all round.</div></div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-59742841189014979462011-02-01T22:52:00.000-08:002011-05-25T16:05:30.178-07:00One World One Heart 2011<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/.a/6a00e5538b84f388330148c69a3fa9970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Logo2011small" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e5538b84f388330148c69a3fa9970c" src="http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/.a/6a00e5538b84f388330148c69a3fa9970c-800wi" title="Logo2011small" /></a>How lovely of you to drop by for a visit! I am delighted to participate for the first time in <a href="http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/a_whimsical_bohemian/2010/12/annoucning-the-fifth-and-final-one-world-one-heart-event-.html">One World One Heart</a> - what an inspiration to all of us to share more of ourselves with each other. Many thanks to the organiser of this wonderful concept and for all her very hard work!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My name is Shena Meadowcroft and I am an Intuitive, Writer, Artist and Teacher. I live on the wonderful island of Gabriola, off Vancouver Island, on the west coast of British Columbia, Canada. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>My days are spent counseling, consulting or creating; either through my writing or my art, which takes on many forms as the ideas unfold. That’s when I’m not meandering along the shore line or in the forest where I find my inspiration and restore my soul ~<br />
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My whole focus is to work with people to provide them with a safe place to remember and discover more of who they are. So much of that can be done through journaling, writing, art and sharing our own truth. I love what I do and feel truly blessed to be able to inspire others to do the same.<br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><strong>My prize for the giveaway is your choice:</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><strong>1) <span style="font-size: small;">Either a</span> 1/2 hour intuitive session <span style="font-size: small;">by phone or by email (for more details please look to descriptions of how I work on the righthand side of the blog under the headings "Intuitive Insights" and "So what is an Intuitive anyway?"</span></strong></span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><strong>2) <span style="font-size: small;">or a print of my</span> "Leaving it all Behind" <span style="font-size: small;">photocollage, a piece which was commissioned for the millenium issue of Synchronicity magazine.</span></strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TUj9CJ3IgeI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JkNYwF0XtQo/s1600/SD530056_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: purple;"><img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TUj9CJ3IgeI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JkNYwF0XtQo/s320/SD530056_edited.JPG" width="236" /></span></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>3) <span style="font-size: small;">or a</span> set of four “Soulspeak” greeting cards - <span style="font-size: small;">for a more detailed description please visit: </span><a href="http://shenameadowcroft.blogspot.com/2009/11/soulspeak-cards.html"><span style="font-size: small;">http://shenameadowcroft.blogspot.com/2009/11/soulspeak-cards.html</span></a></strong></span></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TUj9V7A8cjI/AAAAAAAAAqU/WPJxDZYbMl4/s1600/4cardsSM+scaled+down+or+emailing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="176" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TUj9V7A8cjI/AAAAAAAAAqU/WPJxDZYbMl4/s320/4cardsSM+scaled+down+or+emailing.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The winning name will be drawn on February 17th. Please leave a comment if you would like to be entered into the draw, indicating which of the three gifts you would like to win, and your email address so I can contact you should you win. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">GOOD LUCK!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Thank you so much for spending some time with me in my world ~ </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">May you have a beautiful day ~ </div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com71tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-14592973804011659962011-01-01T21:40:00.000-08:002011-05-25T16:06:35.715-07:00Find your own WayOne of the most reassuring quotes I have ever encountered are from the immortal words of Tolkein: “<em>Not all who wander are lost…</em>” and tonight, one of the last songs in a fairly innocuous little movie that sparked off a whole other way of thinking for me (which I’ve written about on my Life… Writing… Art blog <a href="http://byshena.blogspot.com/2011/01/sowing-seeds-for-new-year.html">http://byshena.blogspot.com/2011/01/sowing-seeds-for-new-year.html</a>) was a song by James Morrison called “Undiscovered.” I confess that I did not actually listen to all the words of the song, but one line stayed with me, and that is “<em>I’m not lost, I’m just trying to discover…</em>” <br />
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We are sometimes so harsh on ourselves, expecting far too much, to always know where we are going, what we are doing, and why we are doing it. I had decided a few days ago that my main resolution for the upcoming year was to have an adventure each day. It didn’t have to be a big one, it could be a teeny, tiny one. I didn’t have to physically travel, it could be a little foray into a book, exploring an art form or even meandering through a thought. But I would venture forth each day, somewhere…<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TSAPaWaskhI/AAAAAAAAAp4/X_DpLJba2bQ/s1600/Misc+166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TSAPaWaskhI/AAAAAAAAAp4/X_DpLJba2bQ/s320/Misc+166.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Joseph Campbell wrote: “<em>If there was already a path it would have to someone else’s; the whole point is to find your own way.</em>”</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My wish to you this coming year is exactly that: <span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"><strong>WANDER ~ DISCOVER ~ AND FIND YOUR OWN WAY! </strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br />
<span style="color: purple;"></span></span></div><strong>Happy New Year</strong> – <strong>and have fun getting lost!</strong>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-67095354371932457432010-11-19T13:07:00.000-08:002011-05-25T16:07:04.598-07:00So what is an Intuitive anyway? TalkThe first of my talks "So what is an Intuitive anyway?" held this last Tuesday here on Gabriola was well attended. Several people signed up for the workshop to be held next Tuesday November 23rd which has filled up fast and I now have another five people on a waiting list for one in early December. Date to be announced! Far more importantly that evening, a safe space was provided for others to share their own intuitive experiences and questions. I am so grateful to be able to do the work that I do.Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-51208558658991873242010-10-22T19:44:00.000-07:002011-05-25T16:07:25.177-07:00Talk and Workshop<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-size: large;"><strong>"So what is an Intuitive anyway?"</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>You are invited to an evening</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>with</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Shena Meadowcroft</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Tuesday November 16, 2010</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>7:00 – 9:00 p.m.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Women's Institute </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>South Road, Gabriola</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Cost: None</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Explore one woman's personal journey as an Intuitive, </div><div style="text-align: center;">share your own experiences, and</div><div style="text-align: center;">ask questions about your intuition.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">From denial to discovery, to acceptance and implicit trust, </div><div style="text-align: center;">Shena Meadowcroft shares some of the more unusual stories </div><div style="text-align: center;">that have accompanied her throughout this journey: </div><div style="text-align: center;">~ teaching Intuitive Art</div><div style="text-align: center;">~ doing blind-test readings</div><div style="text-align: center;">~ her affinity with animals</div><div style="text-align: center;">~ feedback on 15 years of readings</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take an intimate and honest down-to-earth look into <br />
the life of an Intuitive: challenges, sorrow, wonder, hilarity, pleasure </div><div style="text-align: center;">and the sheer joy of doing what you know in your heart to be true.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-size: large;"><strong>Trusting your own Intuition</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Workshop </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>with</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Shena Meadowcroft</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Tuesday November 23, 2010</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>7:00 – 9:00 p.m.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Women's Institute </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>South Road, Gabriola</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Cost: $ 35:00</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">How many times have we done something, </div><div style="text-align: center;">knowing that it didn't "feel" right ~</div><div style="text-align: center;">if only we'd listened to ourselves…</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whether you call it gut feeling, sixth sense, instinct, </div><div style="text-align: center;">common sense or intuition, </div><div style="text-align: center;">it's time to start paying attention to one of </div><div style="text-align: center;">the greatest gifts we were all given at birth. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Explore ways to become more aware </div><div style="text-align: center;">of our intuitive feelings, develop how to listen to them, </div><div style="text-align: center;">and distinguish them from fear. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ultimately, by honoring our intuition, </div><div style="text-align: center;">we learn to begin trusting it, and ourselves.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>For more information please call </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>(250) 247-9354 </strong></span><br />
<strong><span style="color: purple;"><a href="mailto:shenam@shaw.ca">shenam@shaw.ca</a></span></strong><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Shena Meadowcroft </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Intuitive ~ Teacher ~ Artist ~ Writer</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Shena has over 15 years experience intuitively counseling and consulting individuals, businesses and organizations throughout Europe, the United States and Canada, including Gabriola Island. She has taught workshops through various boards of education and colleges in Alberta and BC, including Malaspina and North Island Colleges. One of her highlights was giving a lecture to 2nd year Psychiatry students at the School of Medicine, University of Calgary on developing their intuition. Her talks and workshops are fun, </div><div style="text-align: left;">entertaining, educational and above all, inspiring. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Shena lives and works out of "SoulSpeak" Studio on Gabriola Island, BC.</strong></span></div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-42088431732972844892010-09-29T19:24:00.000-07:002011-05-25T16:08:31.423-07:00The Dance of LifeWhen I was five, my Grandpa fell ill. I remember being dressed up in my ballet clothes and told to dance for him, so it would make him better. He died not long afterwards. I went on to train professionally as a Ballet dancer, there was nothing else in the world I could conceive of doing. I worked insanely for a couple of years, was accepted into the London College of Dance and Drama, but had to give it all up when I contracted an extreme case of Mononucleosis. In my mid-forties I was diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue and Fibromyalgia, which studies now show can stem from unresolved Mono.<br />
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Seeking refuge for my health, I moved to Gabriola Island in the fall of 2004. In the quiet of winter I finally heard what my body had been desperately trying to tell me for a very long while ~ <br />
to take care of myself and to allow myself to heal. I knew inherently that would happen through creativity. Too tired to write, or paint, and not well enough at that time to work as an Intuitive, I returned to my one constant throughout the years…fabric art.<br />
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I began to make a figure from an old top made from stretch velour, and stuffing it with the contents of a plush toy. I started to embroider on the figure, no clear design in mind, simply following the needle. I added beads in the same way, improvising as I went along, letting images unfold. A joyous figure emerged. She remains today, still unfinished, much like her maker. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPg4eaMZYI/AAAAAAAAAns/P6VAfuD-GbM/s1600/SD532321_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPg4eaMZYI/AAAAAAAAAns/P6VAfuD-GbM/s320/SD532321_edited-1.JPG" width="177" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Different shapes came to me. I would barely complete one before another would ask to be born, As the figures began to emerge, each and every one of them was dancing…<br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPhfVbVf1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/CYH5JR-8yrM/s1600/byshena_star.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPhfVbVf1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/CYH5JR-8yrM/s320/byshena_star.jpg" width="246" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>My landlady dropped by one day and raved over the figures, ordering two immediately: "You should put these in Artworks for sale!" I hugely resisted. Hadn't I given enough of myself? This was for me, for my own healing. I needed to take care of myself now. Yet I kept making these dancing figures. I'd sit up in bed or on the sofa and meditatively keep on stitching… Soon there were over forty of them in various stages of being. <br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPh4-gCzwI/AAAAAAAAAn8/cEO5FrycJpU/s1600/DSCN9372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPh4-gCzwI/AAAAAAAAAn8/cEO5FrycJpU/s320/DSCN9372.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>One evening I was talking to a wise and dear friend back in Calgary, who is also an incredible Intuitive. This is what she said: "Every stitch that you make in these figures will help you to heal, and each and every one of these figures that go out to others will carry healing for them. You don't have to do anything. Just keep taking care of yourself. The rest will be taken care of." I had been devastated that I was not able to do my intuitive work for the time being, and yet, somehow, the work was still being done through me.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPhreOk2ZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/V0GLvAdjAhs/s1600/Erotica+Show+053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPhreOk2ZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/V0GLvAdjAhs/s320/Erotica+Show+053.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Caught up in this dance was the spirit of friends and strangers alike ~ clothing was kept aside at our local recycling store, friends from near and far sent packages of threads, beads, charms, and yarn scraps, neighbours unearthed old earrings, my mother sent broken jewellery pieces collected from her charity shop in Ireland, people at get-togethers raided their closets, and a wonderful graphic artist friend designed my labels. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPzIb93D9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/TtPP014BeUg/s1600/card_label_out_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="137" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPzIb93D9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/TtPP014BeUg/s320/card_label_out_2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Everything I used was either recycled or donated… <br />
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For over three years I made these figures. At first they were soft and gentle, and occasionally a message would come to me as I stitched them. "Heart wide open, she danced into another day" was one. <br />
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I still have some in various stages of incompletion. I don't know if I will make them again. What I do know is that they helped me heal in countless ways. And I know they took with them something I may not ever be able to explain or understand, but was honoured and cherished by those who received them. <br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><em></em></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><em>Inside each and every one of us</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em><em></em><em></em><em><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPyOLbcR4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/7UjxMhRydFc/s1600/DSCN1408_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/TKPyOLbcR4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/7UjxMhRydFc/s320/DSCN1408_edited.JPG" width="262" /></a></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><em>there is a </em></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><em>Wild Spirit...Dancing</em></span></div>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-75538931484967608422010-03-12T11:05:00.000-08:002011-05-25T16:09:28.585-07:00WorkshopsI have recently added a section on the right hand side of the blog (scroll down until you reach WORKSHOPS) with outlines of all the workshops that I offer.<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447836359852693714" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/S5qaTi96GNI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Ziz605a1-98/s320/SD531133.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /><strong>INTUITION & SELF-DISCOVERY</strong><br />
<em><strong>"Knowing" the Tarot</strong></em> - learning about ourselves though storytelling<br />
<em><strong>"Knowing" the Self</strong></em> - honouring and trusting our intuition<br />
<strong><em>Creating Women</em></strong> - honouring ourselves through creativity<br />
<strong><em>Road Map to your Dreams</em></strong> - visioning the life we want<br />
<strong><em>Living in Balance</em></strong> - bringing balance back into our lives<br />
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<strong>JOURNALLING<br />
<em>Journalling to my Self</em></strong> - exploring ourselves through journalling<br />
<strong><em>Journal to the Spirit</em></strong> - exploring our sacredness <br />
<strong>WRITING</strong><br />
<strong><em>Writers Write </em></strong>- getting you... and keeping you... writing<br />
<strong><em>Poems from my Heart</em></strong> - listening to the words from our heart and soul<br />
<strong><em>Crafting the Story</em></strong> - storytelling through the archetypes<br />
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<strong>ART</strong><br />
<strong><em>Art Journals</em></strong> - visually recording the days of our lives<br />
<strong><em>Intuitive Art</em></strong> - abandoning pre-conceived ideas and letting the art come through you<br />
Check out the description in more details and let me know if you would like to organize a workshop in your area.Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-45023088040538199392010-03-03T12:03:00.000-08:002011-05-25T16:10:02.405-07:00Don't ever be afraid to begin again.Me? I love new beginnings! Maybe not all of them but a New Year, a new book to read, a new journal to write in, a new day timer or calendar. It speaks of second chances, new opportunities, untold possibilities…<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/S47A7ldGnrI/AAAAAAAAAik/QQuFM1Zm_fs/s1600-h/SD531748_edited.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444501129436503730" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/S47A7ldGnrI/AAAAAAAAAik/QQuFM1Zm_fs/s320/SD531748_edited.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 166px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a>So how come we sometimes also get that uncomfortable feeling that to begin all over again is slightly tainted with failure, especially when it involves relationships, friendships or other major changes in our lifestyles or career choices? Is it because society still expects us to make a choice in the major areas of our lives, somehow miraculously staying on course for the remainder? All very well and good, but apparently a lot of times life hadn't read the same rule book, and change we must.<br />
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As last year slowly wound down, I found myself re-reading a gem of a book entitled "Morning, Noon and Night" by Judy Collins. As is often the case, I gained further wisdom and insight from this talented and thoroughly authentic lady, a second time around. This particular passage truly struck gold for me: <br />
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<em>"Starting again can give you a new focus and a new purpose. Beginning again is usually the next right thing, the next step in your journey, with a new view and the new excitement and new challenges. You will be up to it. You only need to start."</em>Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005009428228694017.post-7405445078438456052010-03-02T19:16:00.000-08:002011-05-25T16:10:32.502-07:00Doing good... just becauseI'm not that big on karma when it pertains to doing something good so you'll get something good back. It's a little too close for my liking to the concept of being good just so that you get to go to heaven. It's often said: "what goes around, comes around" and "what you give out, you give back."<br />
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I have to add an addendum to that: ONLY IF YOU DON'T DO SOMETHING WITH THAT SPECIFICALLY IN MIND! In my experience it is the things that we do from our own truth of who we are, and from our own hearts, with absolutely no intent of anything other than doing something good because it is … quite simply… a good thing to do.<br />
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Many years ago in one of my lifetimes in this lifetime, I taught basketry in Calgary, Alberta. Let me tell you, at that time if you could made a success as a basketry business there, you could make it anywhere doing almost anything! To what do I owe that success? I can attribute the better part of 85% of my business to one small thing I did the very first weekend I demonstrated basket weaving.<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/S43VIWpj7jI/AAAAAAAAAiM/RL36UIFnyuQ/s1600-h/SD531825.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444241864056368690" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/S43VIWpj7jI/AAAAAAAAAiM/RL36UIFnyuQ/s320/SD531825.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /></a>I had been allocated a young girl for the weekend as my helper. On the last evening we caught the tram together down to the parking lot where she was going to wait for her mother. It was cold and dark, and starting to snow. I offered to let her sit in my car, but, being well trained, she politely refused. So instead, even though I knew it was safe there, and I was longing to get home, I stayed and kept her company until her mother arrived, who was naturally very grateful.<br />
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What I had no way of knowing, was that her mother was the organizer of the whole weekend. Not only that, she was the commissioner for girl guides for the entire Calgary region. I lost count of the basketry badge workshops that I did for brownie, girl guide and older girl troupes, guide leader workshops, quilting groups, events this person recommended me for… the list is endless. No amount of marketing I have ever done for anything brought me as much business as this one lady. Just because it wasn't in me to leave a little girl alone in a dark, cold parking lot for fifteen minutes.<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/S43VJJtS4KI/AAAAAAAAAiU/obmOLHLyyYM/s1600-h/SD531826.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444241877762236578" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/S43VJJtS4KI/AAAAAAAAAiU/obmOLHLyyYM/s320/SD531826.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /></a>Recently something happened to remind me of this again. If you are interested in the whole story go to <a href="http://www.youcanbethedifference.blogspot.com/">http://www.youcanbethedifference.blogspot.com/</a> March 1, 2010 entry –once again I acted spontaneously from the core of who I am, writing quite an emotional thank-you letter in response to something I felt strongly about. And through no planning or scheming on my behalf, the story of my letter has gone across Canada, and even further afield. I have no way of knowing how where this is going to lead, but as an Intuitive, once I saw how things were evolving, I know that good will come from this. Will it be for me? Who knows? And anyway, does that really matter?<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/S43VJwrratI/AAAAAAAAAic/o1C4h4tPctc/s1600-h/TBS_6_edited.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444241888224438994" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZnMtehiOBE/S43VJwrratI/AAAAAAAAAic/o1C4h4tPctc/s320/TBS_6_edited.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 219px;" /></a>What matters is the good. My gift is the wonderful reminder that if I always stay true to myself in every situation, and speak my truth from my heart, good things simply happen.Shena Meadowcrofthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15851623544915474662noreply@blogger.com2