Tuning into the Earth

I'm back to having to mow the yard myself after three months of a yard service doing it for me - no way was I willing to spend 2 hours in 100 degree heat & awful humidity doing it on my own. Since the weather has gotten cooler (it's only in the high 80s/low 90s y'all! Lol), piece of cake, right? Um, not so much, but I got it done, and The Girls (dogs) and I went into the shady backyard so that I c

ould smell that heavenly aroma of newly cut grass. I was sitting on the ground, rubbing my bare feet into the grass and earth, when Maggie jumped into my lap. She has long hair and is like a heater, and coupled with the heat radiating off me in waves, I was sweating profusely. I looked at her and blurted out, "a little breeze, please, said the birds to the bees" and gave her a kiss. At that moment the trees started swaying, and Maggie wagged her tail. Ah, bliss ♥

Tune into the Earth, y'all! Crinkle your toes into the ground, close your eyes and let your mind drift into oblivion. Let the trees' gentle swaying waft into your senses and your soul. Discover that you are of the Earth, and she is of you. You'll catch yourself grinning from ear to ear before you realize, recharged and re-energized to tackle the rest of the day. Ah, bliss, indeed ♥

Choice, followed by A Moment of Laughter

A Friday commentary and then I'm going to insist on happy happy joy joy for the rest of the day: for any of my friends still waffling on whether or not to vote for a Republican - ANY Republican- into office in November, be aware that the GOP has adopted as a major part of its party platform a Personhood clause. Even if you think abortion is wrong, what a personhood clause does is to outlaw removing an ectopic pregnancy, ban in-vitro fertilization (multiple eggs are fertilized with a few being implanted and the rest destroyed), outlaw the morning after pill, prevent a doctor from giving life saving treatment to a pregnant woman if the fetus could be harmed (like in a car crash, or shooting, or major illness). Take it one step further: your sister, cousin, aunt, mother, best friend cannot seek treatment if they have been raped or incest has occurred. One more step further: your 13 year old virgin daughter has been raped, tells you immediately, you report it to police, and at the hospital the doctor tells you that it's illegal to give her the pill. Is this really the direction in which you wish our country to go? Women deserve a reproductive choice. Don't judge - any of these scenarios could happen to you.

Of course if this IS the direction the country goes, business will boom for me and other shaman peeps. Remember, I'm a medicine woman and herbalist and know the formula for herbal cocktails used by women since ancient times to end pregnancy

. But as with all herbal medicine, one type doesn't fit all, allergic reactions can occur, depending on the herbs used may be ineffective (and there are many scam artists just waiting to take your money and run), and certainly won't help in cases of ectopic pregnancy or major body trauma. Let's keep a woman's choice between her and her doctor a personal one, please.

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I guess my mother's been visiting from the otherworld as I've been thinking of her all morning. Placed into my consciousness was an incident that happened when I was in my 20s and had dropped by mom's house for a visit. I had dated a guy named Dan when I was 15 and 16, and he and i still were on good terms with each other's mother. On that particular day, mom told me she had gotten her hair done and then went shopping at the mall. Mom: I saw Dan today, and he said, "Beep beep Miss Pat"! What on earth could he have meant? Me, looking at her new extreme hair style: um, you look just like the Road Runner, Mom. Needless to say, we laughed and laughed, and I'm laughing still. So Beep Beep Mom! I feel you, I appreciate and love you and I miss you...

Earthquake Anniversary

It's been one year since we had a 5.8 earthquake here in Virginia, and our local tv station just featured a short piece highlighting the quake. I blogged about it (see http://gertieseesghosts.blogspot.com/2011/08/earthquake-and-hurricane-predictions-up.html) and still get emotional thinking about it.

My first thought as the quake hit was that we we're about to have a natural gas explosion, and indeed, in the tv piece the reporter was shown racing out of the studio asking if the gas lines were about to blow. The sound was a roar, coupled with the house swaying from side to side as opposed to shaking. Even though I predicted the quake just a few days before and was told in my vision that it would be local, I was completely shocked that Virginia could suffer through a quake! So I was unprepared and at a loss as to what to do, and what makes me weep right now is remembering my one overwhelming thought as I realized I couldn't get The Girls harnessed and out of the house before we all died: "Oh, Jeff is going to be so disappointed," and it broke my heart. My only thought was of my husband losing all four of us because I couldn't get us out in time.

Since that day I am definitely prepared. I bought snap on collars for The Girls and have them within reach should this happen again. I know the protocol for earthquakes is to not go outside but to stay in and hunker down, but our buildings here aren't built to withstand any quakes, and I'd much rather take my chances outside, surrounded by my beloved Earth, than inside a crumbling man made structure! But I've gone beyond just preparing for an earthquake: both of our cars now have emergency bags, along with copies of The Girls' rabies certificates; we keep a large supply of batteries and water on hand (which I was thankful for when the July storm knocked out power for 6 days); I bought all three Girls their own little floater devices in case we have a flood (Jeff thinks that's hysterically funny, but hey! you never know!); we have plenty of dried beans and legumes and brown rice and all are portable; The Girls' dry food is in an easily lift able and airtight container should we need to evacuate. The only thing we really need is a generator - we have plenty of battery operated Coleman lanterns for light, but the refrigerator and fans and computer need a power source.

So get your preparations in order, y'all! If you have pets, keep the essentials in one place that is easily accessible, and the same goes for children's essentials, in case you have to immediately leave your home. Keep pertinent shot records for both pets and children in your glove compartments and an emergency file that you can scoop up on your way out. Above all, be prepared so that you take action and feel somewhat in control instead of just reacting which often leads to panic and total loss of control. The next life you save may be your family's!

Message From Beyond

Message from beyond: In dreamtime I was in a kitchen that had a clock in the shape of a cat, only instead of on the wall, it was on the counter. I was having a conversation with a woman, and we were discussing upcoming plans. She told me, "it's not time yet." so whoever this message is for, if this scenario looks familiar to you and you have made plans for a big change in your life, please be patient and wait a while longer - it's not time yet.

Your Shekinah Is Your Shoulder

In dreamtime I was told by a rabbi: "Your shekinah is your shoulder, all right?" I replied, "I don't know what I was thinking!" I have no idea what prompted this conversation, except it seemed I was in a school of mystical learning.

I just now looked up the definition of "shekinah" (nope, I'm not Jewish and know only two words in Yiddish that I never have to look up: "oy vey" and "meshuggah"). According to the Jewish Encyclopedia (http://www.jewishencyclopedia.com/articles/13537-shekinah), shekinah is interpreted several different ways, although all interpretations essentially mean that God dwells within us and we in His temple - a manifestation, if you will - and that most references are spoken of as radiance or light. As readers of this blog know, I don't believe in a "God" although I do believe in the universal One connection of all of us, and I believe we each are god-like in our abilities to become one another. Okay, I just re-read what I wrote, and it definitely sounds inane and trite and rather "body snatcher"ish. What I mean is that we each hold the key for greatness and good; when you're able to "walk in one's shoes" and gain full insight into that other person (or being!) and actually experience his or her joy and pain, you then become what our various religions refer to as "God."

So what did this conversation mean? As to all things mystical it's part of a whole, and I'm pretty sure it meant that the Light resides even in our shoulder, as it does our toes, our minds, our hearts, our souls. Why was I shown and told this? As a reminder that we each hold the key to light and radiance in every fiber of our being if we would only remember that it's there. I think I may have been given this vision because the shooting at the Sikh temple yesterday was weighing heavily on my heart, along with all the violence and hate that is being spewed from all corners of the world. It's exactly the type of reminder that I needed - "I don't know what I was thinking!" indeed. I only hope more now than ever that the shekinah shines more brightly through all of us in this world so filled with turmoil.