Evolving Dreams

Evolving Dreams

Last evening I spoke with someone very dear to me and it occurred to me during the course of the conversation that the life of a gypsy would be perfect for me. To be able to just wander from place to place; not locking myself into any real hard and fast material commitment; putting down roots for just as long as I choose. That sounds like heaven to me.

The prospect of going places that I never thought I would have the opportunity to see within my beautiful homeland appeals greatly to me. I know that there are thousands of places that I have never heard of which would strike a chord within my soul. Some of these may be populated while others may simply be beautiful places in the bush somewhere far away off the beaten track.

I dream of finding these wonderful places and spending time acquainting myself with them, forming a connection to the spirit of the land. To be able to do this and to write of my experiences would set my soul alive. I am sure that armed with my trusty laptop and my camera I could be content for the rest of my born days.

My massage table would also be close by my side. I enjoy my healing work which I have not been actively involved in for some time now. I think it is time to raise the covers and start to share again. How many times have I been told “You cannot save everyone on the planet” or similar? The thing is that I know that I can make a difference. It may be for just one person for just that short time but each and every time I do this it will be another step towards harmony for both the recipient and me.
How wonderful would it be to be able to offer a weary fellow traveller a nice relaxing massage or reiki/energy/intuitive healing when they are cramped and uncomfortable from sitting in their vehicles for extended periods?

They tell me that these days self-publishing is the way to make it happen for a writer. I wonder how many would actually read my work? All I can do is give it a go and leave the rest to the Universe. If it is meant to happen it will, with some effort on my part. To share my writing and be able to take others on a journey through the country side would be a dream come true.

The beauty of the skills that I have acquired throughout my life is that I can use them anywhere. I do not have to be stuck in one place to utilise them for my own benefit and the benefit of others. How simple life would be. Driving into a tiny outback town and putting out a sign offering massage/spiritual guidance or maybe even a personalised poem!

The more I think about it, the more it seems real and possible to me. This is the purpose of having dreams, this is why we day dream. We dream it until we remove all the obstacles and then it becomes our reality.

It would be wonderful to have someone to share this pilgrimage with. I wonder just how good my powers of manifestation are…..

Revelations ~ Quiet Courage

Revelations ~ Quiet Courage

What a day today has been! The roller coaster of emotions that have been playing with me for the past few days came to a head today. I was feeling terribly out of sorts and constantly on the verge of tears so I did something I have not done for quite some time – I turned to my cards. The pack I chose was the Archangel Power Tarot.

The cards which came to me were:

• Two of Gabriel ~ Make bold and ambitious choices! Great progress is possible. Important relationships with people who share your vision.

• Page of Gabriel (Energetic, Brave, Optimistic, Playful) ~ Follow your passion! You are ready for any challenge. Opportunities for excitement and adventure.

• Four of Raphael ~ Seek out other possibilities. Look for the magic in life. Be aware of your own emotions.

• Nine of Raphael ~ Make a wish! Dreams become reality. A joyful time of life.

Now I know that not all who read my ramblings will be much into the Tarot or other aspects of spirituality but believe me these cards had an impact on me immediately. My mind was flooded with images of times in my past when I was so involved with my spiritual work. My mornings of volunteering reiki at 60s and better; my group which I mentored; the development group which came together each Thursday night; travelling all over to give addresses and motivational talks; my automatic writing; my healing practice. My life was filled with such purpose then; there was so much joy and fulfilment in helping others and enabling them to find peace, happiness and balance within their lives. My motto then was “Live your own truth”, my anthem “No Matter What” by Westlife.

What happened to that life? I guess Spirit must have had more lessons for me to learn and more challenges to meet and conquer. I sure have had plenty of both in the years since I moved away from the safety of that spiritual community. Moving interstate, leaving behind my marriage, my friends and the majority of my family was something I felt I had to do. I needed the space to grow and learn who I truly was instead of being a part of someone else. I know that it has not been easy on my loved ones and I am sorry about this though it is true that we all have different journeys and it is not our place to try to interfere with that of another. Had any of them felt very strongly that what I was doing was wrong I am sure I would have heard about it!

With the echoes of the cards and the flashes in my mind I set off to get some sunshine and fresh air on my last day before returning to the rigors of my workplace. Somehow I found myself driving to a beautiful shop I have visited a couple of times called The Eternal Spirit. The wonderful feeling of coming home spread through me as I entered the shop… it was a similar feeling to walking into the bush, such peace and tranquillity.

I spent quite some time browsing, just soaking up the energy, becoming more and more settled by the moment. I looked at self-help books and knew that I have all the material necessary to write one of my own. I have no need for others thoughts cluttering up my mind for I know that within I have all that is necessary to provide myself with a life of peace, love and grace.

My son gave me a Willow Tree memory box for Christmas. Its theme is “Quiet courage ~ always there for me”. He felt it was a very fitting gift for me… I could not agree more and I am grateful for the courage to strive for happiness and fulfillment and am ever in gratitude to those both on earth and in spirit who are always there for me.