It really is more of a psychological thing, and habit. The addiction is not the biggest issue here with stopping smoking. It is the buddy you found in your smoking. I used it for stress and comfort when nervous, sad, mad, or socially. Many cords need to be cut. Other habits or pleasures need to fall to the wayside for awhile if you strongly associate these activities with smoking. Such as, coffee or alcohol. Meditation is a must, and perhaps Yoga. Weekdays seem to be easier. Still trying, not there yet. If you have more then one smoker in the home, it takes great team work, support, and must be on the same page. The biggest helper is to smoke only outside, and keep smokes far out of reach. Maybe even in a locked garage so you have to get up, go out, unlock garage to get one. I don’t by cartons at all. Pack by pack. Freshly cut Rosemary helps wonders. Smell it, rub it all over your fingers where you hold your cigarette, and sleep with it on your pillow. Once you have had clinical hypnotherapy for this, it does not go away. It continues to work. Stay tuned for more later.
smoking
April 23rd, 2010Smoking
April 8th, 2010Hello everyone, just some tidbits on the smoking. On Monday march 29Th 2010, Myself, my husband, son, and son’s girlfriend went to a clinical hypnotherapists to stop smoking. The younger of the two went under trance, fell asleep. My husband partially and I did not go under at all, but received all the messages. One of the two younger, lasted 2 days before falling into old habits and the other 3 or 4 days. My husband and I a week. Now My son loses his willpower when hanging out with friends who all smoke. His girlfriend lost hers as she spent a lot of time at her moms rather then here, and they are smokers. With My husband and I, drinking was our trigger. With that said, for me at least I know to successfully stop, I need to not drink for awhile. Even the first glass of wine set me off. Slowly we all fell into the old habits and all feel kind of physically bad. Today is April 8Th and we are starting the cut down again. We had gone from a pack and a half to 5 cigarettes a day, now back up to a pack. So today we try again. Keep you posted.
Archive Journals from my site
October 30th, 2009Journal for Oct 27, 2009:
Hello Beautiful people!
I hope you are enjoying this fall day! I am haing a lovely cup of coffee, enjoying my morning of peace and quiet before all the grandkids wake up.
I thought about spirituality and the lessons I have learned through the years. One that is really standing out and resonating this year.
” Balance.”
I thought it would be appropriate to write a little about how important it is to stay grounded.
Espeacially so when we are doing spiritual work, intuitive, meditation, energy work, psychic work, and healing.
It is a gift to be in our bodies in physical form.
We came here for a purpose that has to do with lessons and our soul development.
If we stay up in the clouds all the time, we neglect the physical.
We are to take care of our physical bodies, so that our spiritual gifts can thrive.
We have our mind, body and spirit to work in concert with each other.
When we put more attention on one or the other, we become (Out of balance).
Getting out of balance causes confusion, anxiety, illness, irritation etc. It allows these lower vibrations in.
For the physical body, not only do we know that we were meant to move, but we must nurture our bodies with good nutrition.
Our spirits do not lounge quietly, spirit moves.
We need to move our body to engage our spirit for more clarity.
Plenty of water and live foods should go into our body everyday.
Live meaning fruits and vegatables that are fresh.
Like the juiceman says, “live food live body, dead food dead body”.
From the earth we have all of these sun and earth nourished foods that grow by the light, called light foods.
Each are designed uniquely created by God to nurture and heal us.
Conducting healings, energy, and intuitive work, flows much easier when we eat lighter foods and are amply hydrated.
For the mind, we must keep our thoughts positive, and keep our minds sharp.
For this we need to read, write, meditate, be creative, focus on the positive, and sleep plenty.
For our spirit we need movement of the physical body, creativeness of the mind, meditation/prayer, integrity, truth, being authentic, trust in Gods flow, beautiful music, singing, humming, And absolutly knowing we are divinely protected and taken care of.
Knowing oneness.
Self realization.
There are many many spiritual practices that keep our spirit high, lift our vibration and feed us spiritually, however if we only do that, we sometimes neglect body.
I feel in many cases in this day in age, the body is being ignored to some extent.
Eating light foods, pull the toxins that cause desease out of our bodies.
Even if we drink, smoke, eat junk, we can live a much longer physical life by using this common sense.
Eat the foods that pull out the toxins naturally.
I am not saying don’t have pizza, or chocolate, or any other food for example.
I just want you to notice the difference in how you feel.
I have done a few tests and I am getting to know which foods compliment the whole of me, and those that bog me down, make me tired and lifeless feeling.
Moderation is the key.
I love junk, espeacially sweets. Southern food. Rich creamy foods and sauces etc.
I don’t deprive myself but my body talks.
It shows me hey, you ate pasta 3 days in a row, thats why you are tired, you didn’t have the salad with it.
A little less pasta and a little more salad.
We can eat what we wan’t, but to feel good, I garantee we have to have fresh fruits and vegatables and lean protein.
Our bodies do not require much grain, or an over abundance of protein.
We need protein everday, but not too much.
Moderation.
We simply cannot eat enough fruits and veggies everday, so we usually do not need to focus moderation on these.
I had a bout of psoriasis on my scalp and chest. I thought what the heck!
I was not being mindful of the fruit and veggie body rule.
Once I added them back to my diet, espeacially dark greens, it went away after two doc visits, and medicines to no avail.
I got an Angel Therapy reading and was told what to do, I followed it and now the ailment is gone.
We must listen to our bodies.
So for balance in mind body and spirit, we must nurture all 3 equally.
It is so easy to get caught up in the euphoria of spirit, It is so easy to stay engaged in our head, so why shouldn’t it be easy to care for the body?
It is all about habbit, thought patterns,convenience etc.
We need to be mindful of our physical body, otherwise we become addicted to spiritual euphoria’s, or we live in our minds too much over anylizing everything.
Our spirit can’t thrive if we do not move our bodies.
We must excercise, go outside, get grounded by walking in nature and upon earth. We need the light foods, movement, connection to nature, swaying, dancing, sleep, Fish and or poultry meat will ground us fast.
If we are not grounded in our body’s we swim around in our heads confused.
God Bless and I hope you are in Balance.
My over the top dream
October 19th, 2009This dream was crazy, it started out with me opening a shower curtain that was beautiful white eyelet cotton wrapped around an old fashioned claw bath tub. As I admired the curtain, I said to myself, Now I can afford these luxuries. The worst is now behind me now as all of our financial burdens are now over. I then walked out of the bathroom to the living room in this house from the 50’s and saw a big red fire truck parked out front. I went out to investigate and my husband was there. I said what are you doing with this? he said oh I am storing it here for a buddy of mine for awhile. I said If I need to get out I am trapped with this here. He said he would move it. I walked by it and grabbed something yello sticking out of the side of the truck, like a handle and it broke off. Then I went in the house and there were little creatures covered in goo. Little underworld looking things with slime all over, then I woke up and said, of honey I had the worst dream and started telling him about it. The I was in a very messy cluttered house, and boxes of laundry soap from the 50’s were dropping on my head, I thought to myself that demon is back. I said knock it off and leave me alone, I ran down the hall and saw a lady laying in a bed built into the wall, she had on a thin white gown and thin yellow robe. She said, hi I came by to see you. She was bald from chemo so I looked up close and it was my mom. I grabbed her hands to see if she had form or if this was her spirit. Her hands were very cold, but fleshy. I ran to the phone to call her to see if she would answer because I believed this form in front of me was dead. There was no answer. Then I was pulled by a force toward strange pools, ponds and bubbles. Kids were jumping in this river that was round like a hot tub. There was rough white water on top and my kids were jumping in, they were mine but not from my current life. I had to continue to reach across the pool to grab them back from going under a fierce undercurrent . The water then turned to ugly mucky Grey and then Cristal clear calm. I then woke up again and asked my daughter to call my mom to make sure she was OK. I was then sucked up and bouncing around in bubbles and tubes, encountering slimy troll type creatures and weird looking animals. All of these people were trying to talk to me. They kept wanting help to get to heaven. I told them ask Arch Angel Raguel. I woke up again in the cluttered house dodging things dropping off shelves on my head, men and women came to me saying, I am your guide, each one by one. Then they showed me what consciousness was like. I could hear and see everything that people were saying and doing. I tried to get the attention of people in linear by pinching at them, sometimes they felt a twitch but had no idea where it was coming from. The guides said, this is what we go through. I heard a loud bang on a door, and I came out of a deep slumber, it took me some time to be able to move my body, it was heavy and numb. In reality it was my husband knocking at our bedroom door. I had dosed off while listening to soundscapes on the cable. It took me an hour to really feel awake and coherent. it felt very good to finally really wake from this strange dream. I had never woke up at all. I had only dreamed of waking. Different parts of my muscles in my arms, thighs and calves were twitching, like I was being flicked. This is still going on from time to time through the day.
More Dreams
August 4th, 2009Hello this lovely cool morning. I just wanted to write a little about the importance of recording our dreams in writing. When we do this we can go back and reflect on the patterns, signs and symbols that tend to reoccur. Sometimes with themes. Our dreams help us to know things when we pay attention. Information is often channeled to us from the divine through our dreams, and this allows our Subconscious mind/higher self to guide us in truth. I dream about animals an awful lot and I know I am speaking to them as I sleep. I am hanging out very often with the animal kingdom in my sleep. There is a reason, for one I am an animal communicator, and the other is that I have 2 days of animal readings coming up on the 8th and 9th with consecutive readings to benefit the animals. Cut and dry this interpretation was a given. I also started having dreams about 3 people in my life, who I have a very hard time with. In the dream I communicate lovingly toward them, we socialize and get along beautifully. I feel love for them in my dreams and it is crystal clear. This has told me that it was time to release any non forgiveness that may be holding me back in some way. In my mind I told myself I had forgiven them, but I needed to really release it to God and the angels to heal my heart, and to say I am willing to forgive and release any feelings toward them that no longer serves the highest good of all concerned. I do not have to forget or say it was OK for what they did. I don’t even have to hang out with them. I must however choose peace when in their presence for myself by being loving and polite. I need only realize that their opinions, perceptions of reality, and what they seek to create here on earth, are no more or less important then mine. Our divine light within us, the core truth about us is that we are all the same. Much love and light to all who read this…..
Dreams
June 18th, 2009Hello readers, family and friends. I had very interesting dreams last night. Very vivid. The theme was mainly about miss-use of driving skills, vehicles and my wanting to protect my son and Godson. First this 4 wheel drive truck, an older narrow truck with huge wheels came bouncing down my staircase and out the front door. it was so wreck less that when I looked out the door the back tires flew off and bounced in different directions. I ran up the stairs very angry and told my son who is 18 in reality, and just moved out, that I don’t ever want that kid here again he is wreck less careless and plain stupid. I told him never to ride with him. This is strange because my son is trying to get his license now and there was a boy that was speeding with him in the car. In reality my son told this boy to please drive the speed limit because his older brother, my stepson died in a crash as a result of speeding. The boy in the dream also had dark hair. Then in my dream the same boy was threatening my Godson and trying to rough him up. I went up to the boy in my dream and threatened him to never ever threaten my Godson in any way or he would suffer a huge wrath from me. Then I found myself on a highway going down a ramp to a freeway to get on it. A girl with golden blond hair was walking but fast toward my car on that road. She was in the middle and I was panicking as if her body was a real vehicle and I was yelling hey you are going the wrong way. I swerved over and she disappeared. Then a blond young man about 22 showed up and was apologizing for her. He raced toward me on this wrong way road as well. He had marijuana in his hand and was trying to get myself or my son to take it and I said no. Then he patted my head and ruffled my hair. Then I found myself in a tiny apartment, I started to fix a tiny old washing machine but the water kept flowing all over my shirt from the hose. I saw that this apt was to be my friends ex husband as he was moving next to her. I then saw some people and I asked if they were my guides and the dream ended.
Poverty Consciousness/Fear
June 8th, 2009NOTE: Some of these blogs are older, transfered from previous years on yahoo.
Good evening readers. I wanted to share of few experiences about overcoming poverty consciousness. Fears of lack or scarcity. I did not grow up poor by any means, However I left home at 16 years old. I was pregnant and married at 16. I was used to having all my needs paid for and met before I moved. I don’t recommend this route for anyone. I did have 3 kids by the time I was twenty. I was not from a broken home and had loving parents. When my husband at the time being so young was either laid off, fired or quit, we got some rude awakenings. Fear and panic set in feelings of lack and scarcity. I am 44 years old and did not heal or overcome this thought process until age 43. Here are some quick examples of how things worked in the past. Fear of lack of work-surely work did not come. Fear that the power would get shut off- it did. Fear of running out of gas-I did. Fear of scarcity of food to reach the month- it happened. Fear of loosing property and home-It happened. Terror of loosing a child- It happened. Fear of a tree falling on the house-It did. Fear of my fights with first husband-They got worse. Fear of pets getting lost,or eaten by a Coyote-It happened. Fear of husband not coming home from work to drink-It happened. Scarcity with myself, didn’t buy clothes because I said if I did there would not be enough money left. There wasn’t so I would always take my new outfit back the next day, even hair dye. I was buying an outfit knowing I could just wear it for a few hours, in the back of my mind I knew I had to take it back because there just wasn’t enough for me to have clothes. I was scarce with my hair only getting it cut once a year, sometimes twice. I was afraid to work because after my second marriage we had 7 kids. His mine and our one. I couldn’t leave them alone because they fought and I was afraid they would really hurt each other. When I finally went to work, I owned my own cleaning business with a friend for 8 years. I was so fearful when my kids were small I cut up there hot dogs until they were 6 so they would not choke, they didn’t get meats except soft hamburger until they were 3 or 4, gum at 6 or 7. No hard candy until they got it at school and I had no control. I have been overweight for years because of fear, the 3 times I was thin, I did receive a lot of male attention -this scared me as I was married. Fear of compliments as well. Fear of looking good. I was terrified for other people to drive me. A drunk driver hit me at 18 and I still mostly do all of the driving, it is rare for me to let someone drive me. This I am working on as my son will get his license next week and will drive me home. Fear of the dark. Fear of the devil, ghosts, a agnus in the bathroom mirror. The list goes on and on and on. Now I have overcome all of this type of thinking and thought patterns. I recognize the triggers which are memories of my program and story, and how I reacted and others reacted around me growing up. I still have the dark to conquer and letting others drive me. When I am alone in the house at night I like the lights on. I won’t walk to my moms who lives next door at night unless I am walked or someone stands out and shines a light. These two I am working first to find out why, whats the trigger and where did the fear first come from. I know about the car riding being the accident. The dark I am working on. However I have no fear of spiritual or paranormal. It’s more like predatory people or a wild animal. I had some healing and energy work done last year regarding fear, lack and how like attracts like. I realized there is no lack, I started to affirm this and believe this. I spoke out loud regarding situations that used to cause fear with positive words. I focused on the good. I thanked God everyday in gratitude. I have a power bill that I have paid on for almost a year and a half that by all rights or normal logic would have been shut off many times over. I affirm everyday that there is no lack, all of my needs are met, I except good graciously and with gratitude everyday. All of my needs are divinely met. I relax in the flow of abundance which belongs to everyone and there is plenty. I had a big test last year. I had a power man come to my door to shut me off for the past due balance of 600.00$. I said please can we call my payment must be lost, he said go ahead but it won’t do any good he said real grouchy. I called them and the pay station store where I handed my payment to the clerk. She said the payment machine was closed for the night and would be filed in the morning. I got a make shift receipt. The clerk said, Yes I found your payment, it was under some store mail. I asked her to call the power company, she did and there was proof. The power worker said, let me speak to the man in the field. She said it was his call and could shut me off if he wanted by law. He still wanted to shut me off angrily. I said wait let me see how much money I have. All along I just viewed it and trusted but was going to try to fight the good fight, but in peace. No panic you know it is what it is. I walked in the house and took a deep breathe and said to God and the angels. I trust you. I went back out and he barked how much do ya have? I smiled big and said happily 47$. He looked at me intense while I said in my head, there is no lack. He then said give it to me and scribbled a receipt. I said have a great day. He grumbled ya it’s your lucky day. This has happened like this for a year with the exception of no more men at the house. Many many shut off notices because with an unemployment check which is substantially lower then wages, rather then pay everything to power, we do not fear scarcity, do not hold back or withhold from ourselves. We give to charity. We always make it just fine. Much gratitude goes to my mom because before When I feared lack I was borrowing from her often, pay her back and stay in the same cycle. I am also very thankful to have this place to live where we only have to pay garbage and shared property costs. Our power bill last Dec was 500.00 in jan 700. in feb 580. in march 481. We were getting from unemployment 240.00 per week, had phone, garbage, taxes, insurance, food, gas, toiletries, pet foods and needs, broken cars, found out the pipes were off hanging under the house and all the heat was blowing right out. I was borrowing money to make it and paying it right back which made us short to pay things. My husband feared no work and didn’t get any. The power company then said because my pipes were broke I could pay all of my current bills plus a 105.00 installment on top of that each month. My daughter and 3 kids became homeless and moved in. There was Christmas and birthdays for our 6 kids as one is departed. 11 grand kids. My husband, mother and her boyfriend. Although we borrowed and paid back I started to change my thoughts thanks to a special teacher, healer and friend. I called her one day in a frenzied, drama filled panic attack over the power and bills etc. She said stop! Look outside, what do you see. I said trees and grass. She said are the concerned about survival. I said no. She said do you have food-Yes, do you have clean running water-yes, is your house warm do you have heat-yes, can you breathe the air-yes, OK count all of these blessings and show gratitude for it and feel it. Repeat these words- I except good graciously in my life always, The source of all abundance is God or the divine, I have more then enough to supply my needs, and more then enough to give. There is no lack, I stake my claim in the inheritance of the kingdom of God which is for everyone and there is more then enough. I am divinely taken care of at all times and I relax in this source knowing this is my birthright. I have no fear. After affirming this for a few months and my teacher did some healing energy work and asked Arch Angel Michael to cut all cords to any and all imprints, fears or beliefs in all spaces of time. Past present and future of any form lack, scarcity or poverty consciousness. It took my husband longer to change his ideas about like attracts like but he is getting better with it all of the time. He is doing a government job right now for 39.00$ per hour, a far cry from 240 per week. We are blessed and in great gratitude. We have our cars running, overflowing cupboards of food. plenty of pet food, We are all healthy, have phone, internet, everyone got a gift for there birthdays and Christmas, got my hair done, bought and paid off a a play station 3 and a 200.00 boom box through the last year too for my son. I still owe 600 on the power, owe the phone. my husband got paid for one day only last week because he started on the end of the pay cycle. Next week paying whole balance of power and phone. I did miraculously last year get 2 energy grants. It was up in the air as sometimes employment can change this, my husband would get called to work making 16 per hour for 2 to 3 4 days and then get unemployment the next. we barely made the mark. Trust in the source, there is no lack. Abundance comes in very creative ways from many different creative sources. Sometimes God will even enlist people to help. Gifts from the universe come from out of nowhere when you least expect it when you trust. All is well and will be celebrating my 0 balance on my power that at one time read 2000.00. Abundance is everything we have including ourselves overflowing. Sweet Dreams people …..Tray.
P.S. Also we do not have credit cards, checking account or charge accounts. Are you wondering why I didn’t work during this time to help out? Fear. When I worked before I developed chemical sensitivity and arthritis, Lost my dad brother and stepson in 9 months then had about one to two people close to us die per year, went through a big cocoon stage. Fear of happiness and moving forward. I am so so ready to work now it isn’t even funny. I had put some apps in last year to no avail but I feared going back to work. I will work this year. I am very excited for the work God is bring me, and the work I will attract.
Dream of past life, homeless people.
June 6th, 2009I had a dream after falling asleep in meditation and I was in this huge old building. The building seemed like a very old run down hotel. There were many corridors that lead to different sections. I was heading to my room to find my husband. It was our understanding that we were on vacation here and had our own room and bathroom. I found our door finally. There was no number on the door but I knew the location. It was a very old maroon colored door with many antique carvings painted in gold. I opened the door to a big bathroom. There was several homeless people cleaning up inside. A man with long stringy brown hair was sitting in the tub smiling at me. He has several missing teeth and what he had was brown and Grey. A couple of lady’s just as unkempt were at the sink washing and rinsing out clothes. The once beautiful bathroom was covered in dirt, muddy water and wet clothes. I told them this was my bathroom that led to my room, that this was the only entrance. They would not leave so I started to doubt myself, I thought well maybe this is not my room. Desperate I went to another room and barged in, a woman with reddish blond hair past her shoulders opened the door. I shouted get out this is my room! She looked at me so sad, but could not see me. I was just a viewer. She was sobbing because she had lost a child. I started to remember in my dream state that she was me. I remembered the loss and the boy. I was her in another life. I tried to tell her it was OK but she could not see or hear me. Then I heard someone say, everything is happening at once, there is no time. I told her just the same to lighten up, her son was still alive. then she ran off somewhere. I was confused but decided to go and find a hotel clerk. In another hallway this huge man was sitting yoga style with his legs bent up to his neck, he had on a one piece polyester suit in royal blue with gold trim and a bellhop hat. He asked me to come very close to him, he smelled very bad of sweat, and had not bathed in along time. I said people are using my private bathroom that leads into my private room. He smiled and said all of the bathrooms are public for everyone’s use. I excepted it and went the other way around other corridors to get to my room. I was curious as there was a very run down part of the hotel for poor people and I wanted to see it. When I came to it there were hungry, dirty people, prostitutes,pimps, drug dealers and users. I spotted two young boys, one by the age of 9 with blond hair and the other was just younger. Dark brown hair about 7 to 8. They saw me and ran to hide. I was afraid to go through what looked like crack alley, so I turned back through another hall to get to my room, which led me to a few before I found my room again. The boys ran to catch up with me. They grabbed my hand each in one. The blond boy on the left and the dark haired boy on the right. They were skipping next to me singing children s biblical songs about Jesus. The blond boy let go of my hand and dance walked ahead of me. I recognized him as my son, but not from this linear time. He asked do you remember me? I said yes. The other boy was his cousin. I had an epiphany, the woman that ran from the bathroom earlier crying was his mother. She was me, in another space in time. The boy drowned. He told me he was fine. He was with me in this life in another form and so was the cousin who was raised like a brother with the blond. The blond is Freddy, the brown haired boy is Sam. The woman’s name is Pamela. They lived in Ohio and later moved to Philadelphia. The brown haired boy died of Gain green, he was injured in a horse accident. This was Pamela’s sisters son who was a prostitute and addict. Pamela died in 1954 of lung complications from Tuberculosis. Her husband, Frederick Smith left when Freddy was 2 and never returned. Pamela died in a old sanitarium style building with many halls in a place called Manchester. The boy Freddy gave me all of this information, led me to my bathroom and was gone. I opened the bathroom door, and the homeless people scurried out. I was calling out to my husband in present time. I found his shaving bag that he has now but it was old used and worn out. The zipper was broke, the leather warn out and dirty wet socks filled it. I thought to myself this is weird, where is my husband. I went to open the door to the actual sleeping quarters, the luxury hotel room I thought we rented, and then I woke up to my husband coming in the room in reality. I just wonder if this place, this sanitarium/ nursing home is now a run down building where the homeless stay or an actual homeless shelter. Does anyone get any hits on this dream? If so comment me back. Have a great day!
