An Unforgettable Mother’s Day Experience
Each year, when Mother’s Day comes around, I am reminded of this experience I had several years ago. I wrote this article for a magazine and share it with you now in honor of all the Moms out there who care so deeply for their children.
A Mother’s Love Never Ends
My Mother’s Day experience a few years ago was one of those “ah-hah” moments that God so wonderfully puts in our path to teach us life lessons of love and wisdom. Every year when Mother’s Day comes around, I am reminded of this event that so deeply impacted my life.
My husband was scheduled for an 11 hr shift at work putting him out of the house from 10am until 9pm. This did not leave much time for us to celebrate Mother’s Day as a family, meaning more specifically him keeping our three kids in line while I was able to relax. I was disappointed, but completely understood and was concentrating on the fact that my wonderful husband took an entire week off work the previous week so that I could attend a seminar. I continued throughout the day to try to push that “being a girl” side of me away – you know the one – that overly sensitive, emotional side – well, that did not work! Trying to push that away only attracted those feelings to me more (Oh – don’t we all LOVE the LAW OF ATTRACTION!). It was like trying to keep the bar of Dove Chocolate away from the PMS victim – it was NOT going to happen. So I spent a good deal of my day being angry, feeling sorry for myself and listening to the kids fight, which I am sure was more than triggered by me being depressed. I was not in one of those “love and light” type of moods, if you get my meaning.
My husband called to see if we would meet him for an early dinner at an Italian place near his work. We went and the restaurant was closed! Mother’s Day dinner was taco shop for me, but at least I did not have to cook! On the way home from dinner, we passed by the site of a horrific car accident that happened a few miles away from our home a week earlier. The area where the accident had happened had been turned into a memorial with candles, balloons, and flowers. As I passed, I saw him again just as I had seen him in the few days previous to this one. There stood a little boy, looking lost and confused, just staring at the memorial. I knew he was lost. It did not register to him the extent of what happened and his soul had gone into shock, not able to cross over with the others. Being a medium, I see spirits and feel them, but do not always go out of my way to help them cross. At times, this is their lesson to remain earth bound, so it just depends on the energy. Some have unfinished business, others are stuck. As this is a planet of free will, I do not take it upon myself to help any spirit I might see cross over. This boy, however, tugged at my heart. As I passed by, I promised myself I would come back that evening, after things had calmed down with my kids and see if I could help him.
I returned later that night to still find him there, standing near the balloons and flowers. I pulled off the road and onto the dirt lot where the memorial was placed. One single candle was still burning. It was surreal. I had found his name through some research, as well as the name of his mother who had passed in the car crash. He stood there listlessly staring at the street where the drunk driver had hit his family’s car. Flashes of the accident went through my mind – the moments before impact when the children were laughing, when the mother and her sister were discussing their plans. I saw the force of the collision and the SUV spin out of control, flip and burst into flames. I heard the screams of everyone inside the car. I knew as I saw these visions, that this poor child was seeing the same scene, played over and over.
Tears came to my eyes as I called in my guides and the Arch Angels Michael, Gabriel and Jophiel to assist me. I asked Gabriel to make a vortex of light so that the boy could see it and pass through onto the other side. As I spoke to the boy, he was unsure of what was happening as he moved toward me and walked in my direction. I explained that his mother was waiting for him in heaven and that all was fine. He saw the light and stepped towards it but was still hesitant. I began to speak the words “I love you” in his language as his Mother reached out her hand to accept him into this tunnel of pure and divine love. They embraced and looked over at me one last time as if to say thank you and then the tunnel closed. I knew he had crossed and that his soul was at peace. It was a beautiful and loving experience for me. So many lessons I learned that Mother’s Day.
I have learned that the most loving gift and lesson I can ever have is to help another. I have learned that when I get so wrapped up in my own “stuff” the best way to get out of it if to assist someone else. The most precious thing I think any of us here on this planet can do is to serve others through love and compassion. That can be through a smile, a touch, loving energy, watering a plant, patting a pet on the head or simply speaking the words, “I Love You”. Know that we ALL make a difference here. We all have the ability to express ourselves through love and light.
This has taught me to be so grateful for what I do have in my life, and not concentrate on what is “missing”. Please, give your children an extra hug today and know how blessed we all are for having them in our lives.
On a side note, a year or so later, I was at a dear friend’s home, who happens to be a healer. I had a session with her in which she took several photos during the healing. As we sat at her table while she uploaded the images, my eyes fixated on a photo laying in front of me. I recognized the person in the image immediately. The person in the photo was the boy’s mother. She was in the photo, hovering above a man laying down on the healing bed. It looked as if she was comforting him. When I asked my friend about the picture she explained that this man’s family had been killed in a drunk driver car accident. He had come to see her before he left the country to hopefully release the guilt and grief he’d been feeling. I know with all my heart that I was meant to see this picture. It was one more confirmation and a feeling of gratitude ran through me.
God gives us no coincidences. It is up to us to see things as they are and revel in the miracles that surround us.
Happy Mother’s Day to all.
Love & Laughter,
Allowing Spirit to Guide Me…(And Other Adventures on the Way to El Pollo Loco)
Before I begin my story, let me just caution you that what I am going to share with you I DO NOT RECOMMEND. This is something that happens to me in my line of work, and I don’t advise it for anyone. That WARNING in place, let me continue….
A few weeks ago, I was into the middle of my day doing sessions and as I looked at the clock my stomach began growling. I had exactly enough time to run to El Pollo Loco – a tasty Mexican Chicken restaurant with a drive thru window – grab some lunch and eat it at home before my next session and then pick up the kids from school. YAY! I was excited.
I get in my car, crank up some tunes and am on my way. I drive a few blocks and suddenly things begin to
shift. I fall into trance.
I hear my guides begin to speak with me about a little girl who is having some issues with disconnect going
on in her brain. My guides show me the little girl’s brain in holographic form. I am shown the synaptic
pathways and where there are disconnects that need some extra energy sent to remove energetic blocks and assist with the information flow of the brain. My guides then walk me through the process of connecting to her pineal gland and completing a clearing of this energy center, as well as show me the method in which her mother, a Reiki Master, can do this process as well. Fascinating stuff! It all becomes crystal clear to me that I need to share this information with the Mom.
I realize, at this point, I am pulling into the parking lot at El Pollo Loco. My stomach is still growling…..hmmmm….do I ditch lunch and call the Mom? How the hell did I get here anyway? There’s a line at El Pollo Loco in drive thru…..hey…I can do both! I make the call to the Mom and start clammering on about what information came through, trying my best not to sound like a psycho lunatic and thanking God that she is open to this stuff. Then it’s my turn in line.
“Can you hold on please? ” (Mom holds)
“Yes, I’d like a chicken combo with beans please. Thank you.” (give my order to drive thru)
“Sorry about that. Yes, so then you connect with her pineal gland and sense for synaptic pathways that
appear weak. You will get a vibe on what kind of energy or symbol to send, it may even appear as a color or sound frequency.”
As I answer the mother’s questions, it becomes my turn to pay for and pick up my order. I am speaking on my car’s bluetooth system so it’s on speakerphone and as I am speaking about pineal glands, brain
connection and energy work, the cashier gives me a funny look but my order comes out REALLY FAST with extra napkins and everything! I can only imagine her thoughts on what she was seeing and hearing.
While I don’t recommend trancing out while you drive, I am so happy that I was open to the experience.
Spirit connects with us when it is divine time. Had I waited till I had a few extra moments to spare in the day, I could’ve missed that amazing sequence of information and techniques I knew nothing about previously.
You never know when Spirit is going to give you a message. It might even be on your way to El Pollo Loco.
This is one reason why I avoid McDonalds…..Those Golden Arches might just be a portal of some kind. I went there once and something stuck with me for the last 27 years. I call him my husband. LOL!
Have a blessed day~Danielle
Releasing the Demons of My Past
Many people don’t understand what happens to a child when they are sexually abused. I can only speak from my personal experience, but I know from working with others who have been through this type of horrid happening, that they are misjudged. People who have not stood in the shoes of a victim should not even attempt to calculate what they “would” do, because until you are put in a certain situation, you really just don’t know.
Many children will bury their hurt and their pain. They will stuff it and pretend that it doesn’t exist. My abuse began when I was three years old and even as the first act happened, it was my saving grace to splinter off and go somewhere else. I can recall witnessing each encounter with my attacker from a third person stance where I was floating above the situation, removed from it. I believe this was my first experience with the Angels and that they were assisting in this out of body type viewpoint to save me. I know with all my heart had I not stuffed and locked away the five years of abuse I would not be alive today. Leaving my body helped me deal with the pain. Hiding the memory helped me deal with life.
As we all know, things don’t remain hidden forever. The “secret” manifested in my body as a physical ailment and my ovarian system was a complicated wreck! I suffered from ovarian issues beginning at age 13 and on into my mid 30’s. In my mid 30’s during the eruption of an ovarian cyst, the memories I had hidden for so long began to come to the surface. It was as if the body could not longer contain the pain and the secret. Much like a volcano builds up pressure, I erupted.
It’s been a long road from that moment to now. I find it interesting that once the memories came forward that the health issues stopped. Physical problems that had plagued me the majority of my life simply vanished. I wish the emotional healing were that simple. I was thrust under the microscope of those close to me, “Why didn’t you say something earlier? Why are you telling this now? Why can’t you just get over it? Are you making this up?”
My saddened response was, “What purpose would I have in creating a falsity like this?” It hurt my soul to know that by many I wasn’t believed, even though this attacker had raped another relative (no, she didn’t come forward either) as well as he had made passes and advances on other family members, all of which I found out about later.
I found myself trapped between two worlds for a while – the childlike me and the adult me. It was as if I had to relive and bring those memories back into my mind in order to heal them. I went through various stages of PTSD as memories of the abuse would come to the surface and I could not control it. I would be shopping at the market and suddenly the panic attack would come over me. I could smell him, I could feel him. It was as if I was that little girl, sprawled out on the bathroom floor all over again. Life and my emotions became a huge balancing act.
Fast forward to today. I still can be triggered, and actually that’s been going on the last few months. When I feel as if I am under attack, emotionally or otherwise, those last bits of memories I have not healed and released come forward. It was during one such recent moment when it came into my awareness that though my abuser was dead, his soul had not crossed. He was an earthbound spirit, suffering and wandering the earth plane in misery. I will admit, this information gave me some satisfaction that karma reigns supreme. What we do to others does come back to us in one form or another. I was pleased he was hurting. I celebrated that he was finally getting his just rewards for the pain he had caused. The little girl in me wanted to do the happy dance, knowing that payback was in place.
Weeks passed. The triggers subsided. Yet still the thoughts of my abuser remained in the back of my mind. I knew, from the work that I do, that I could help him cross over. It was a no-brainer. I’ve dealt with earthbound spirits before and assisted in their crossing to the other side. But did I want to do this? Did I want to end his suffering? Didn’t he deserve to be in misery?
And herein lies the duality of existence – living the human life as a soul. For with all the tools and learning I have, my human mind and human heart are still very much intact. As a soul, I had to address this with myself. Could I act beyond my own hurt and pain? Could I rise above it and help the very person who had impacted my life on such a large degree?
I sat in deep meditation this morning with my guides around me. It was time. It was time to let go. It was time to move to a deeper state of light and holding on to this pain was no longer serving me. I shifted into healer mode, and as I did so I could feel Arch Angel Jophiel and Arch Angel Michael beside me and gathered with them were the Arch Angels Raphael and Gabriel. I could sense my uncle and his pain as Arch Angel Gabriel brought down the tunnel of light. Raphael and Gabriel took him by his hands to guide him through, but he resisted. He said that it was a trap. He was not going to the pits of hell. He knew what was waiting for him.
I walked towards him and placed my hand on his heart. I focused on sending as much light as possible into his spirit. As I did so, I began to clear his energy, calling to release any vibration or lower forms that were holding him here and preventing his crossing. As the clearing progressed, I saw an entity leave his energy field. I recognized the eyes of this entity, for I had seen it each time my uncle molested me. With a flash, the energies were drawn into the light and suddenly my uncle was cleared. He was lighter and brighter and his entire structure and mannerisms changed. He stumbled forward, to the tunnel of light, turning to look back at me.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “Please forgive me.” And in that very moment, I did. I let it go. I forgave him. I released the past pains as I watched him enter a space of higher vibration and unconditional love he hadn’t experienced in quite some time.
And here I am, experiencing a higher vibration and unconditional love as well, just on another level. I am here in the duality of life, realizing that being human is a juggling act. Sometimes it’s best to act and react as the stumbling human that I am, and other times it takes embracing my soul to truly understand what this life is really all about – LOVE.