Losing the Metaphysical Virginity

If you’re still following my blog, you know I’m a smart ass and I like to make people laugh. Life is so serious and the things I’m writing about are very serious. It doesn’t mean it has to be dry and boring.

Now, where did I leave off? Oh yes, the meditation thing. To me, meditation was something that those monks did and stuff those hippies from Yellow Springs do (I’m from Ohio and that’s hippy town out here). Normal people don’t do those things. Meditation is just sitting there quietly and I have no desire to sit quietly. The last time I sat and stayed quiet I was molested for three years so I’m all about talking. I will talk and talk to keep you at arm’s length away from me. If for some reason you can actually make it past my being obnoxious, then you stand a chance at seeing who I really am. But being quiet? Never got anything positive from that so how in the hell do you think that’s going to make me better?

As I type, I feel like I’m hitting the question mark key on the keyboard far more often than I’m hitting the period key. The good news is, your spirit guides want you to question. Why? Because they have answers if you’re only willing to listen. And how do I know? Because this was a guided meditation to meet one of my spirit guides.

I knew I couldn’t do the meditation at work because it’s just too stressful there. When I left work, I made sure to pack up my Kindle, my headphones and my binder with my study book. I knew I didn’t want to do it during the evening because I’d be too hyped up so I saved it for bedtime. I kept wondering a million things: what it was going to be like? Was I even going to be able to do it? All normal human ego crap too like “Is this really going to work?” or my favorite was “What if I do this meditation and she’s going to make me quack like a duck when I hear a certain sound?” I am not kidding you, this is the crap I thought. Paranoia! Not to mention I wondered if spirit guides even real? I mean come on… if I had spirit guides how in the hell did bad stuff keep happening to me? (There is an answer to this and I will get there one of these days in my posts.. it’s all heading to that.)

I finally sucked it up at bedtime and took my Kindle and headphones with me. My husband asked me what I was doing and I told him I had this stupid meditation I had to do as part of my Reiki training and I wanted to do it in bed in case I fell asleep. He just looked at me and went on about his business. I wish I could say I didn’t do weird stuff a lot and he was affected by this, but I can’t. He’s pretty nonplussed by stuff I do anymore. It’s now time and I get all settled into bed, put the headphones on and get the Kindle ready (no I’m not making any money from Amazon mentioning the Kindle, but I love my Kindle). I hit play on the guided meditation and I lay there and wait.

Music starts playing and it’s soft, calm music. It strikes me that I actually find this music pleasing (I’ll think about that later). She starts talking and she really does have a very soothing voice. She begins to guide me through the meditation. I realize, that I can actually visualize this. Um what? My inner voice says “Don’t over think this will ya? Just go with it.” Ok then… Go with it I will. It’s been 18 months, but I still remember the basic meditation. I visualized walking through a forest where it was quiet and calm. I could hear birds chirping, animals moving, crickets… wait. I’m hearing this? What in the … “You’re overthinking, just GO WITH IT.” Ok ok…

As I’m walking through this forest I can hear water running. I get to the edge of the forest and there’s a lake with a mountain in the background. The water’s edge has a row boat tied to a pole in the sand. I untie the boat and row myself over to the mountain. Now mind you, she’s guiding me through all of this. So far, I’m just visualizing what she’s telling me. I get to the mountain, get out of the boat, tie it up again and start walking up the mountain. A path presents itself and it winds all the way up the mountain. At the top of the path, there’s a house and something to sit on. I’m told to sit and wait for my spirit guide to come out. Now I’m on my own. I’m sitting there just waiting, twiddling my thumbs.

The next thing I know, here comes someone. I’m stunned. I almost don’t even know what to do. I wanted to wake myself up, but I was too damn curious at this point to see what was going to happen. The guide addressed me by my given name of Maria. It rattled me. I don’t allow people to call me Maria at this point because I don’t like it and I was brave enough to tell my guide so. My guide addressed this immediately and said I was given the name Maria for a reason and whether I was ready to embrace it yet, was up to me, but they would not be addressing me as anything other than Maria. I just nodded my head as the spirit guide said “Come walk with me.” We got up and walked around as they talked to me and imparted information to me. At this point it doesn’t occur to me I’m still in human form laying on a bed. I am fully and completely involved in this new reality of mine. We go on with the conversation until we were done. The spirit guide bid me adieu and went back into the building. Lisa’s voice came back on and it was time for me to go back the way I came.

I followed her steps to get back to my body. The sound track stopped. I took off my headphones. I sat up in bed. I had no idea what just happened, but it was real. It was as real to me as typing on this keyboard right now. What my spirit guide imparted to me made complete sense. I knew right then and there I wanted to do it again. I knew I had to do more meditation because there was more for me to learn. So much more.

In that moment I knew 1 + 1 no longer equaled 2. Logic went out the window and I was not afraid. For the first time in my life I knew I was onto something. Shit was changing for me and I was ready.

Blessed Be and Peace be with you
Shelley

BTW….

Rule #1 in the metaphysical world, never ever give details about your spirit guides, familiars, spirit animals, other realities, etc. You protect the identity of all of it. Why? Because there are people who exist which will use this information against you. When you are happy and living a good life, people get jealous and want what you have. Regardless of how hard you had to work to get it, they think there should be a shortcut. And whether you believe in spirit guides, meditation, witches or reiki I want you to hear me now, it all exists. Not only does it exist, but there is a white, black and grey side to all of it. You cannot have the good without the bad. Yin and Yang exists for a reason. Anyone who is working with black magic does not wish you happiness. If they get a hold of any of your spiritual information, it’s on like Donkey Kong. PROTECT YOURSELF. You can talk about the generic stuff like I did in this post, but never, ever share the true details with anyone. I made that mistake and I paid for it. Lesson learned.

Universal What? Get the F Outta Here.

Someone I know had this brilliant idea that it was time for me start learning more about the metaphysical side of things. You know because learning about essential oils and admitting there’s they work wasn’t enough to rock my boat. I guess this person figured my little canoe was already rocking to side to side, might as well just flip that bitch over and get soaked. None of this toe tapping the water to see if it feels right, oh no… PLOP. Into the water you go girl. Sink or swim.

I start hunting and pecking around to look up what Reiki means. If you go to reiki.org and look up the meaning this is what you’ll find “Reiki is a Japanese technique for stress reduction and relaxation that also promotes healing. It is administered by “laying on hands” and is based on the idea that an unseen “life force energy” flows through us and is what causes us to be alive. If one’s “life force energy” is low, then we are more likely to get sick or feel stress, and if it is high, we are more capable of being happy and healthy.” Pardon me, but W T F is life force energy? Are we talking about all of that hippy crap I’ve read about? Scoffed at? Laughed at my entire life? Why yes, yes we are.

A dictionary meaning was a little more along the lines of something I could potentially understand. I am a very logical person. 1 + 1 must ALWAYS equal 2. Period. There’s no ifs, ands or buts about it.  Here is what dictionary.com states “a healing technique based on the principle that the therapist can channel energy into the patient by means of touch, to activate the natural healing processes of the patient’s body and restore physical and emotional well-being.” It was still a bit more than I could handle, but hey, I’m trying to be open. I’m trying not to be closed-minded and open myself up to the possibility there must be something to all of this.

I decide that I’m going to be cheap about this. My poor husband has always just sat back and watched me dive into a million projects whole hog and supports me to the best of his ability. Sometimes he shakes his head at me and just watches me flail about. I didn’t want this to be just another “thing” I spent thousands of dollars on later abandon it all and apologize for spending so much money. He truly is a saint and I have no idea how he’s kept me all of these years. I think he loves our kids and just put up with me to keep them 🙂 Anyway, short story later, I find udemy.com and discover a program that’s super inexpensive and I do the Lisa Powers Reiki I, II and Master certification.

<standing on soapbox> If anyone has done in person classes and scoffs at the idea of the online stuff, I’m going to tell you right now to shut it. I won’t deny you likely had an amazing experience in person, but that doesn’t take away from what I experienced. No comparisons… you don’t get to steal my joy.<getting off soapbox>

I start taking the online class. I print everything out ahead of time, I three-hole punch it, I put it in a binder. I get my headphones so I can listen to this in my office at work during lunch and I get completely prepared. I am so 1-2-3 prepared it’s not even funny. I start the course and she’s talking about what Reiki is, the history and how it works. She’s talking about how energy emanates from the practitioners hands. All I can think of is how damn cold my hands are all of the time. Then during the course of learning, she teaches you how to feel the energy. Put your hands together, rub them back and forth as if you were warming them up because you’re cold. Now pull your hands about 1/2″ to an 1″ apart. What do you feel? For me, my hands were tingling and they got really warm. Clearly they only got warm because I rubbed them together right. I mean this energy thing is just some hokum someone came up with make money. Right?!?

Nope. This shit works people. The more I learned to work with Reiki the more I felt a huge difference. I can be as cold as anything, but the moment I start working with Reiki whether it’s on a client or on myself, I start getting warm and not just my hands. I have to keep my healing room fairly cool because I get so hot I wind up sweating so I have a warming pad on the massage table so my clients stay warm. I had never, ever felt anything like it. I tingle, noticeably.

The instructor teaches you how to meditate. Now, wait a minute. First you’re expecting me to believe in this energy crap and now you want me to meditate? Dude… there’s no taking it slow any longer. Suck it up buttercup.

How much can one person take? Apparently my spirit guides have a massive sense of humor.

To be continued…

Blessed Be and Peace be with you,
Shelley

Essential Oil and … Spirit Guides?

Now it’s late April, early May of 2016. As a previous non-believer in essential oils, I find it rather hysterical I keep telling everyone “I have an oil for that.” I even bought myself a t-shirt with this saying on it.

I started out in one of the major MLM companies (multi-level marketing). I was all gung-ho at first and spent far too much money on oils. It is my opinion the one I joined taught their people to believe the oil wasn’t worth as much if it wasn’t expensive. It was only expensive because it was so pure. One only needs to start truly researching essential oils to find out that isn’t the case. The only guarantee of a pure oil is a GCMS report (gas chromatic mass spectrometer). The GCMS report clearly states whether or not an oil is unadulterated. I discovered in a relatively short period of time the oils were not as pure as the company stated. I was also able to see if I did the math correctly that the prices were so high to account for the “freebies” and the commission one was making on the product. Nothing about these were free. The money an associate would overpaying for their actual order is more than covering the cost of the ones they’re “giving” to them for buying a certain amount each month. There is a reason why these MLM companies can spend so much at convention, etc. Their associates are paying for it with their hard-earned money.

By doing my research I was able to find other essential oil companies who had GCMS reports and were far less expensive. However my favorite one has become so popular now they aren’t as inexpensive as they were, but they are still very reasonable. I still purchase from them and sell the oils myself as a wholesaler. I am fiercely loyal to specific brands (I don’t mention them here because I don’t want anyone to think I am being paid by them.)

Finding less expensive oils led me to doing more blending and being able to charge a more reasonable fee for a custom-blend for others. I started going to a few little craft shows to sell my wares and share my knowledge. I’m a bad sales person in that I will teach you do it yourself and tell you that you don’t need my products. I feel it’s more important to spread awareness than sell a product.

It’s also important for me to explain here I am a firm believer everything happens for a reason. I don’t believe it’s all pre-determined because we have free will as human beings. However, one thing always leads to another…

When I start blending, I begin by pulling out a white 3 x 5 index card and write down the oils I use so I can keep track of how many drops I’m putting into something. If it works, I want to repeat the recipe right? In theory this sounds great. As I start to blend, I hear numbers in my head: 6 drops of this, 7 drops of that, no only 1 of that. Sometimes I’ll get this brilliant idea to add an oil I didn’t even know therapeutically would work well. I am brilliant so why shouldn’t it work, right? <insert eye roll> I am smiling so much I think my face might hurt, I can’t stand still, but I spill nothing. I feel so energetic, alive. Next thing I know, the blend is done and it smells perfect. I am sure it’s going to work really well, but I don’t know why I am so confident in the blend.

Two hours or more have passed, how in the hell did that happen? I swear it only took me about 15 minutes to blend. I look at the recipe card to see what I’ve done and there’s not one tick next any of the oils? WHAT? I just spent apparently 2 hours doing this and I didn’t write a damn thing down? W T F?

Let’s review what’s happened here:

1. I just knew how many drops to use. I didn’t have a math equation, I didn’t think about it, it just happened.
2. I added an oil which I didn’t even really know the therapeutic properties. So let me look it up now. Hrmpft. It actually has the things I needed. Well isn’t that interesting?
3. Time just disappeared.
4. I get into this mode where I believe I am unstoppable. I am smiling, humming and just happy. I know whatever I am making is going to work out well and if it doesn’t, I’m not upset. It just gives me an opportunity to make it better.

Even as I write this I laugh to myself. Just a few short months before this I’d have said you were crazy about essential oils working, nevermind me being the one actually using them and blending for other people.

Things are changing fast for me at this point.

I started talking to a friend of mine about my blending experiences. I didn’t understand what was happening, but I knew it was profound. She started talking to me about Reiki. Before this point, I had no idea what it was. She starts explaining to me what Reiki is and I kind of scoffed at her. Universal energy? Seriously? Are you kidding me with this? My spirit guides had set me off on another path. Time to explore!

As an aside, today I’m able to tell you I was blending intuitively. Meaning, I had Spirit Guides telling me what to do and I was trusting it. I didn’t understand it then, but I did know I was trusting it because I thought I was being brilliant. The happiness, the humming, the energy I felt while blending… that’s all Reiki energy my friends. Universal Life Force just working through me to get to the person who needs it. You blend some healing energy with essential oils, you have a recipe for emotional and physical healing.

Until next time, Blessed Be and Peace Be with you.

HAPPY YULE!!
Shelley

Excuse me? Who, me? Seriously!?!

In April of 2016 I took an Aromatherapy Certification course with my girlfriend, Trisha. It was a weekend spent in the home of the people teaching the course. It was an amazing experience and the food? WHOA!! The wife of the gentleman teaching the course could cook like there’s no tomorrow. If you left the table hungry, that was your fault, but I digress.

We met wonderful women during this weekend from different walks of life. One of these women was from Russia. Her name is Nikita and she had a wonderful accent. She was so knowledgeable already on essential oils and helped to explain some things I may not have understood. During our breaks and after the days teachings were over, Trisha and I started talking to Nikita about different things. Nikita was very into the metaphysical side of life which was something I knew very little about.

We were talking about Astrology, numerology, past lives, etc. It was very interesting to me, but nothing I had ever considered myself to be interested in prior to this conversation. I mean sure I’d read my horoscope growing up, but didn’t everyone? I also messed around with energy once as a kid, which I totally forgot about until writing this post. I was a sleepover in probably 5th grade. We played the game “Light as a Feather, Thick as a Board.” Five little girls were able to actually lift another 5th grader off the floor with just our finger tips. That scared the bejeesuz out of me. We also played Bloody Mary that same night. (BTW, not for nothing, but I didn’t sleep that night.) As if I hadn’t learned my lesson enough, one night we played around with a Ouija board. NOT a very smart thing to do when you have no idea how to protect yourself metaphysically. The damn white thing moved on it’s own and told us it was a 6 yr old child who had been murdered. I was done. Threw the board out and never looked back.

To me, this were all just games. Stuff which wasn’t real and kids just played around with because we were the only ones dumb enough to believe it. Adults told us we were silly and just left us to our devices. My mom did read Tarot cards when I was younger. She had a very bad experience with them when I was about 15 and she never touched them again.

Nikita continues on talking to Trisha and I’m just sitting there listening. I had a look of disbelief on my face and plain as day Nikita said “You have the gift. I don’t know why you’re shocked at the conversation.” Excuse me? Who, me? Seriously!?! You have got to be kidding. And that’s exactly what I said. I shook my head no way and Trisha looked at me and said “Yeah, you do.” My jaw dropped open. We had been friends for about 9 years up until that point and NOW is when she’s telling me this? My head was spinning in disbelief. Trisha repeated what she had said previously. I hadn’t been open to hearing about many things she believed in and she was afraid to talk about them to me for fear of being judged. So.. here we were. She got all into oils and the great beyond was staring me in the face whether I liked it or not. Crap.

This one fairly innocuous conversation was a snowflake which turned into a snowball. One I never expected to snow again much less grow into a snowball. My life was about to change in a very big way. I had no idea.

Blessed Be – Peace be with you
Shelley

**Nikita’s name was changed to protect her true identity.