London Bridge is Falling Down ...

A week ago I was getting ready to leave London. I am still leaving though the flight was put on hold because I sprained my back. Ouch! It's the second time this happens in six months, so I am being incredibly careful. My bedrest has given me a lot of time to think about what might be going on.

Both times, I was in the process of moving houses, though aimwasn't carrying anything at the time of the accidents (except for the mental load). The 1st time it happened, I bent down to pick up a piece of paper. The 2nd time it happened, I was getting dressed. Things I do everyday without thinking.

The days leading up to each strain, I had already noticed a stiffness in my lower back. Back pain isn't new to me as my spine curves left and then right. The net effect is a straight looking spine even though it has its weak spots. This was diagnosed about seven years ago. The doctor I saw at the time told me to do strengthening excercises and yoga to stay strong. I need to be more diligent with this ... 

Fast forward to 2013, when the 1st big back attack happened. I had loads on my mind: a lot of uncertainty about my life and career. Should I stick with healing and writing, or go back to marketing? On top of that, I was also house hunting for weeks before I found a place. The day I got the keys, I sprained my back. It put my plans to start a healing practice on hold, just like this 2nd occurence put my move to Mexico on hold. Maybe my back goes out when I am not quite ready to take the next step? Or it keeps me from trying (and failing) to take a leap, at least for a little while. Either way, it can be pretty annoying. 

Oddly enough, I pulled a card before I hurt my back this week, asking about my last days in London. Guess what I got? The Tower! This is about big changes and saying goodbye to the structures and foundations that can keep us in our comfort zones. Tearing it down. Looking at the image now, I can help notice the similarities between the broken tower and my back, which toppled me over.

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So long London! It's been a pleasure

It's time to say goodbye to London. I can't believe it's been 5 years since I got the email from the border agency with the news that my UK work visa had been approved. It sounded too good to be true. I boarded a flight to London, hoping I'd find a job within six months so that I could stay.

I won't lie, it was nerve wrecking. Luckily, it didn't take too long to find a marketing job with an American company. My colleagues were friendly, mostly expats and we all had that in common. I was also looking to try something new so I signed up for meditation lessons. In a roundabout way, I found the College of Psychic Studies and began learning about healing and intuition. The rest is history :-)

Since then I have made great friends, in the "muggle world" and through my classes. I also became a healer, started this blog and slowly started to figure out my life. Living in London has opened lots of doors for me but now its time to leave. At least for a while. Family and warmer climates call. 

Next week I am leaving for Mexico. I am looking forward it, it feels like a working holiday. Not sure what I will do but I can figure it out one day at a time. A little healing, a little writing and lots of enjoying!

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A Season for Giving

My angels like to remind me that the holidays are about giving and receiving, with good reason. When we collectively feel kind and generous a cosmic window opens up to let even more blessings into the world. Some of these blessings come our way, others to to people who are more ready to receive. 

I am not sure what the difference is, but I would like to think that being happy and willing to give plays a part in it. So give a smile, give a little bit of your time, give a hug, or a friendly word to someone on the street (or in your life). This Christmas I am giving my full attention to my family so this blog is going on holiday, for real this time. See you in 2014!

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Doing, Thinking or Being?

I had a great reading this week (Awww, I am going to miss my psychic school when I move to Mexico next month). I have always considered myself a doer and an (over) thinker. And now that I am a qualified Healer, I assumed that I would do a lot of healings. Busy busy. 

What the reading suggested, however, was that I simply be. Without trying to do anything, and that the healing would happen by proximity. Maybe I give off happy healing vibes (smiling!). I like the idea and it also takes some of the pressure off. 

This Tuesday I will put it in practice. It's my first official day befriending cancer patients at the centre where I practice Reiki. The job description for a befriender is to sit and listen. It's not about doing anything to help (there is only so much you can do or say). We're just there for them. 

Yesterday's readings couldn't have come at a better time. The past few months I have been keen to volunteer as  a Healer but it's about what they need, not what I think I have to offer. And if the client needs me to sit and hold the space, that works for me. 

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Learning to CoExist on the Internet

When I was about eight or nine, my mom sent me to Jewish summer camp. We were Catholic and to this day I have always thought she must have had a weird mental lapse when that happened. It wasn't fun being the only Catholic kid. I had never met anyone who didn't think Jesus was the Son of God.

I had also never met anyone who didn't believe in or care about Mother Mary. I was shell shocked and for the first few days I kept asking them questions. Not because I disagreed with their faith, but because I  couldn't wrap my head around it. What do you mean you don't believe in X, Y or Z?

Lunch time was also a surprise. The other kids told on me for not bringing a kosher lunch and I had to wait until after camp to eat it. Where were all of these rules from? The only food rule we had was "no meat on Fridays in Lent." That summer was an eye opener for so many reasons. 

Why do I bring this up now? 

Facebook is Why. We all led relatively sheltered lives in the age before the internet. We knew the people around us and what we saw on the news. And our experience of reality had smaller boundaries. How many Buddhists are there in Kansas? How many Bible Belt Christians in Delhi or London? If we think of spirituality, religion and culture as a range of colors, the palette varies from place to place. The likelihood of us being splashed with a new or different color was not high, until now. 

The internet changed all that. Now that I am on the blogosphere, I sometimes have people telling me that God is against intuitive readings. Which is a shame really, because intuition is nothing more than learning how to Listen when we ask for help and for guidance. Anyone can do it, though for some reason it's easier to read for others than for yourself (less worry and wishful thinking). 

But we all have different backgrounds and for some that is The Belief. It's not my belief and sometimes they call me on it. I don't know why we humans are so keen on telling people what is "right" or "wrong." I've done it too, so I'm not pointing fingers. Sometimes it can be hard not to call it like we see it ... 

I wonder why? 

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Bending Time and Space

Hiro Nakamura was my favorite character on Heroes. They were all pretty cool, even the baddies, but Hiro was the best. It always cracked me up when he called himself the Master of Time and Space. He  would also squint/blink himself into a different location, usually to rescue someone from danger. 

So today I went to a class on Time Travel workshop. If you are wondering, we didn't teletransport ourselves to another time or place. Thank God that is impossible.  I imagine the real experience would be a lot more frightening than Michael J Fox would have you think.

Instead, we followed guided meditations to view our past lives, from the comfort of a nice yoga mat and hard wood floors in South Kensington. It was pretty cool. During the first meditation I saw myself in a Central American jungle scene, under the stars and near an archaeological site. I think I was some sort of a medicine woman or healer (big surprise) and it felt like I was grounded, less of a thinker. No concept of time either. I tried to get a sense of the century, say 1600's? It didn't feel like we had a concept of "European Time Keeping" so it must have been a long time ago. That was pretty cool. 

After lunch we did a second meditation and this time it felt like I was seeing a different place in the universe, but not a different time. It felt like a cluster of stars, rocks or light. And it was full of light beings but no vegetation or water to speak of. No air. No concept of breathing. There were also elements that I would describe as metallic. Some of that light was shining our way. 

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