A Mother’s Love Never Ends

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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.

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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,

Danielle

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Releasing the Demons of My Past

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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.

 

 

 

What I Didn’t Want to See…

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What I Didn’t Want to See…

Sensing Spirits and Angels can be absolutely incredible!  Being able to connect people with their loved ones on the other side is also very rewarding and healing.  Some of what I see and sense is not comfortable, and has taken some getting used to.  Some of it I will never understand and there are those instances when I will put up the barrier and down right demand that I not come into connection with certain energies.

Here’s a recent experience I’ve been dealing with over the last few days:

I was in the shower (and water is a great conductor of energy, btw, so some of our greatest visions and connections will happen around water) and a flash of a scene played out in my head. I saw a young man I connected with years ago. His face was vivid and clear. In the next instance I saw him on the floor, looking like he was passed out. Then I saw his soul leave his body. All this happened in a matter of moments. I hadn’t seen him in years. I was not close to him, had no way of contacting him, so I brushed it off. Just a weird flash of energy, I thought. Nothing more, nothing less.

Well that’s what I thought….until days later I heard through the grapevine that this man had died. He had died a sudden death, collapsing and being found hours later. The news saddened me to my core. It’s not that I felt responsible, for I know there was no way of me preventing this. I was sad because he was so young and such a beautiful soul with an amazing heart. The kind of guy that would literally give you the shirt off his back. I couldn’t figure out why I had the premonition. I don’t want premonitions. They make me feel helpless. It’s one thing to question if a certain event will happen and it’s another to be handed the information, whether you want it or not.

Years ago, when I had my first premonition, I was about 6 or 7 years old and I saw the death of a family member before it happened. That continued, and with family members I seemed to be accepting of it. Then ten or twelve years ago, I was sitting at my computer and I was shown a very intense scene – a father and son were washed away by a flash flood. I saw their bodies under the overpass, I got the name of the street. I felt the pain of their last breaths, the overwhelm of the Dad knowing he couldn’t save his son, the pressure as their lungs filled with water. I wrote the vision down and the next day looked up the street name. It happened to be in a town where a father and son were missing. They later found the bodies near the overpass of that street.

I was mad! Why on Earth would God give me this information if there was nothing I could do? I didn’t want to feel people’s deaths…I didn’t want to experience their pain. What was I going to do, call up a police department in Tim Buck Two and say oh, by the way, I was having a vision and this is what I saw? Who would believe me? Even I was second guessing my sanity.

A short time later I was asked to tap into a missing child’s case.  A friend has asked for my input.  I took the young girl’s photo and connected with her energy.  I saw her in an open field and she was playing.  Then I saw a man approach her.  He lured her to his car where he did terrible things to her and later killed the child.  I stopped the scene was it was playing out.  It knocked me off kilter.  I didn’t want to see this, didn’t want to feel it, and couldn’t separate my emotions from connecting with the evil coming from the man and the helplessness of the child.  It made me physically ill.  I threw up.  I had an anxiety attack.  It was more than my soul could bare.

I decided to make a pact with God, my guides and my Angels.  I had the big pow-wow.  I outlined what I was willing to do to be of service – energy work, shamanic travel, reading, connecting with the other side to bring through information to assist others.  I told them I would slay the demons if need be and remove dark entities from people, homes and spaces.  But what I would NOT do was allow my abilities to be used to see into situations I could offer no help or assistance.  I did not want to see things in the future that were beyond my control and I did not want to be involved in murder cases or violence against children.  I had to set my clear boundaries of what felt right for me.

Since that time, I’ve never had an issue.  One big pow-wow, the boundaries were set and I thought it was all good, at least up until a few days ago.  Why was I getting this information?  I wasn’t asking for it, that’s for sure.

So tonight, I sat down with Arch Angel Michael.  I wanted answers.  I wanted to know why our “deal” was broken.  What was the greater lesson here, cause all I was feeling was sadness and helplessness.

Arch Angel Michael’s response:

Dear One,

Breathe deeply, for I know you are upset.  This has rocked you to your core.  It makes no logical sense so allow me to show you the light within the situation.

When you first connected with this man, you saw his light.  You felt his heart.  You saw the passion for life within him and within the work he brought to this world.  You experienced his greatness and this energy was imprinted in your mind.  Though you had no personal connection with him, he impacted your thoughts on life, on humanity and on the light that can exist within a human form.  You literally came into contact with his soul that day.  You made that strong of a connection with him.

When he left this world, you felt that as well.  The days that came before his exit point, as a soul he was pondering his demise, going over the issues of being complete with his lesson and path.  You FELT THIS.  You felt this soul that touched your life contemplating his death.  It was merely an awareness coming into your consciousness.  It was nothing more and nothing less.  Just as we are all one, part of the All That Is, you felt the decision in the works for him to leave his human body and step completely into the light.  You sensed the change in energy and vibration.  Do not take this as a bad thing.  It is not negative.  Look at the amazing gift this man gave you – the ability to see a soul, to feel a heart, and to see light within motion.

Do not grieve the loss or the suddenness of the experience.  Celebrate the way one soul touched another.  Celebrate the realization and confirmation once again that the soul is eternal.

We are all one in the same.  We are of the same light, created with the same unconditional love.  Understand that as a soul you have the opportunity to touch the lives of others just as this man has touched yours.  He impacted you because you chose to be open to the experience.  You chose to open your heart and your eyes to truly see him in his entirety.  How could that be anything less than a miracle?

Allow yourself to see the light in this, my Dear.  Let go of the false belief that this was a bad experience.

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Well, put in that perspective, how could I view this as anything less than a gift?

We really don’t know the impact we have on others.  I spent less than a few hours time with this man, and yet he’s brought a profound awareness into my life.  Think of how you impact others.  When we take the time to be aligned with who we really are, we shine our brightest.

I am grateful to have connected with such a beautiful spirit.  He is much loved and forever imprinted upon my heart.

Questions & Answers…

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Questions & Answers

I’ve recently started something new on my Facebook Fan Page.  I’ve been receiving lots of emails from people with questions about Spirit, so I thought I would answer and share them in the public forum on my page.  I leave out the names of people to protect their privacy, but share the info as so many of us are looking for answers.  As with everything I share, if it doesn’t resonate, please let it go.  No harm, no foul!

So I’ve decided to share with you here, some of the letters I’ve been receiving, but first I want to express an experience I had yesterday:

Doing the work that I do, when I connect with a client I sometimes receive the gift of feeling their connection with a loved one who has passed. Today, a young 17 yr old girl and her mother came to see me. The teenager has been bullied and emotionally abused throughout her school career by staff and other students and has had several “labels” placed upon her that has left her self-esteem in the gutter. She is a truly loving and gifted soul and asked if her grandfather, who had recently passed, was mad at her.

His energy filled the room and was so strong it threw me for a loop. He started expressing his deep love for her and asked her to let go of the guilt and shame she’d been feeling. This girl has the most inherent and beautiful gift of healing touch, and her grandfather spoke to her about that.

With tears streaming down my face (and by this time none of us in the room were dry-eyed) he relayed the message through me of thanks and gratitude to her. Do you realize, he said, the gift you gave me? With the last embrace we shared, your healing energy passed through me and allowed me to cross easily and without problems. You were a vital part of me letting go. Thank you. You are such a light, so gifted and I know this, your mother knows this, so many of us know this but you do not. It is time for you to OWN your gifts and see the light within yourself. This is who you REALLY are – NOT what others have told you. BELIEVE in you as I do.

He then had me look directly into her eyes and ask her, “Can you own this?”

She stammered…..”I think so,” and I told her he was not convinced with her answer. She then repeated confidently, “Yes. I can own it.”

It was like watching a completely different person. Her posture and body language changed. Her voice was more confident. It was like a miracle before my very eyes.

We NEVER know when that small thing we may do will touch another’s heart so deeply. One hug made the difference to her Grandpa and his thanks meant the world to her.

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Losing a Friend…Losing Her Gifts?

“Hello Danielle,
I just happen to come across you Facebook by chance, I felt drawn to it. Must be a reason for that. I was wondering if I could ask you a question? I read your profile, and I realize that I have felt the same way as you did growing up. I felt different as child. I always have know that I had some sort of a gift or ability. I don’t always see spirits, but I have heard them. Many mediums and psychics that I have been to have told me that I have medium and psychic gifts, as well as being an emotional/spiritual empath. People all my life have been drawn to me to seek out advice. Even total strangers.
My best friend died April 2012 in a car accident. When that happened, I never felt it was going to happen, I didn’t sense it, nothing. I got so upset by that, I sort of gave up on my gifts. I felt like I should have known, so could have helped her, or stopped it in some way. My gifts are still here, and slowly coming back. I’ve had many past lives, and I’m a very old soul… I guess I’m just wondering how to put all of this together so all this makes sense, and not so chaotic? I feel sometimes like the gift runs me, instead of me running or controlling the gift, if that makes sense? I’m sorry, I hope I’m not bothering you… I just need some guidance.
Thank you”

First off, my condolences on the death of your friend. I know this has hit you very hard. 
To try to apply logic to spiritual gifts weighs very heavily on getting the ego mind involved. To me, it’s like trying to apply logic to emotion – it never works. You can get a grasp and a feel for spirit, but then a larger part of it is trust and faith. 
My sense is that you are indeed, a very strong medium. Your intuition is strong and you have gifts of empathic sense and clairvoyance. You’ve been doing this work since the beginning of time and it is something you are passionate about and that is a large piece of your heart.
For most of us, it is very difficult to read the energies of those we are close to. Your not being able to sense your friend’s death is not a failure by any means. Had you seen this coming and not been able to prevent it, the guilt that would follow you the rest of your life would be a heavy burden not many would be able to live with. 
For the benefit of your healing, I offer you a message from your friend: 
“All is not lost. I am with you always. I appear when you need me and when you think I am not there. I come to you in the words of songs that mean so much to you. I am here now for you to act still as your friend but at this time on a deeper level than before. Allow me to help you to see all the beauty within the gifts that are inside you. I SEE YOU CLEARLY. I SEE YOUR LIGHT. You can’t hide from me. I’ve seen who you really are since the day we met. Let go of any hard feelings about my death. I am at peace. I love you and am always here for you.”

Angel Blessings to you, Dear One. Thank you for taking the time to write to me,
Danielle

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Grounding…

“Do you have any thoughts or ideas on grounding techniques or rituals?”

I DO! 
Grounding is very important, especially for those who are sensitive and do any kind of spiritual practice as well as when we become taxed by our emotions. Here are some of my favorites:

1. Lay on the ground or next to a tree. This gives the comfort and peace of being connected to the Earth. You don’t necessarily have to be outside to do this. You can lay on the floor of a hotel room or apartment and with your intention bring in the vibration of the Earth. Sitting next to a tree is also very grounding and comforting. I like to envision connecting with the root system of the tree as I lean up against the trunk and feel it’s power and beauty.
2. Yoga or Tai Chi. These energetic movements are very profound and easily ground one’s vibrational field into the physical body.
3. Taking a purposeful walk. Go for a walk and take each step on purpose – think about where your feet will land, how it feels, notice the sounds and smells around you – make it a sensory experience.
4. CHOCOLATE – My FAVORITE!!!! There is a very grounding aspect of chocolate on the physical body. I don’t know what it is, and I don’t care….LOL…it WORKS and I LOVE IT! 

Thanks for writing in 

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Paranormal Sight….Seeing Angels….Am I an Empath?

” I have seen paranormal things here and there since i was little, not all the time but i did have a couple scary encounters. Once I got older, It seemed like every house I’ve lived in is haunted including the one I have now. I feel things now more than see things…i feel mostly others emotions. I grew up in Ky and in a southern Baptist holy roller church so my mother instilled in me that everything paranormal is demonic and against the bible. Once i turned 30, it seemed like all my fear was gone and i was just curious so I became a ghost hunter. Long story short, I have no idea what I am. I’ve even been in church at a funeral and felt surrounded by angels. that was the only time that’s happened. My abilities differ so i have no idea what i am. Could you be able to help me with this? Would u have to meet me to be able to give me an answer? I’ve struggled with this for about a year, researching and everything else. I was thinking i was a spirit sensitive or empath but I’m not sure thanks!”

Thanks for your question. I am picking up that you are a natural medium, that is why you sense spirits so easily. 
It’s funny how we all want to know what our intuitive strength is. I find with my clients and students that most want to find out their role or title so that they can better understand. With so many classifications out there, this can be difficult within itself. 
With you, I see your empathic ability is quite strong as well as you interpret energy through all of your senses making you clairsentient. 
Please remember that though these are very strong aspects of your intuitive sense that these are not the only ways you may get information. We are all different as to how we process energy. My guides use the analogy of someone who has a very high taste sensitivity for wine – they can take a sip, pass it over their taste buds and tell you the vintage. I could taste that same wine and tell you whether I liked it or not, but I wouldn’t have the same ability to process it through my senses as the wine expert. Make sense? (no pun intended  )

Have a beautiful day.

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Dimensional Bleed-Through and Blocked Intuition

“Hello Danielle, I used to have a strong intuitive connection but I feel it is blocked. Does this happen? Also, why would I continue to have a strong pull toward a young man who has told me that he wants only friendship? He is not a man I normally would go for either BUT I can’t stop these feelings. He says he has no interest so why am I having a hard time letting go? I usually move on quickly. I am confused mentally and spiritually on this subject. Will you please help me?”

Hi. At times our intuition can become blocked because of fear or trauma that has occurred. My question to you would be what happened in the months previous to you not being able to fully connect? There is a trigger here.

In regards to the attraction towards the man, this is what Steve Rother of Lightworker refers to as “bleed-through”. Allow me to explain. Our souls are so vast and large they cannot exist within one body, therefore our souls occupy several physical vehicles at one time. You may have heard of parallel universes or other dimensions. Well, our souls occupy bodies in other dimensions at the same time – eleven other dimensions to be exact. In another dimension (another parallel life of yours) you are experiencing a very loving relationship with this man. That is why the draw is so strong for you. By coming to this realization, that the connection exists in a parallel life, it helps to release the attraction from the here and now. At times an energetic cord cutting is also needed to severe the connection.

Hope this helps!

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Seeing Loved Ones Who Have Passed in Dreams

“Hello I have a question about a loved one that has passed that I feel is trying to communicate with us here she is coming to us in our dreams I myself had one dream of her last week and she was showing me her earrings and what I really focused on was her red sweater..my sister in law had a dream about her and in my sister- in-laws dream the focused on her showing her red earrings I do not know what she is trying to say and I am a healer and I do not understand can you please help me???? ”

Hi, thanks for writing in. Our loved ones often come to us through our dream state. It is an easier time of connection because our conscious mind is at rest and our subconscious mind is active and receptive. With this person that you mention, I feel she is showing you signs of her that are very distinctive of her energy. She wants to make sure that you know it is her – the earrings are something she always loved. They brought out a playfulness and feminine power within her. She’s coming around because she wants to make her presence known to the family – that she is still with you. That is why she is showing up in other dreams as well. This is a way of creating the connection, to see how receptive you are. By acknowledging her energy, you allow her to utilize other methods to connect with her. 

Good luck and enjoy your time together!

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Discovering & Strengthening Intuitive Gifts

“Hello, I was so happy to find your page. I am really enjoying it so far.
I am an empath and intuitive. I feel as if my gifts are really starting to get stronger and im wondering if you can advise me on how to be cautious of absorbing others energy. With my work I am in and out of others homes all day. I often feel very drained afterwords and am curious if im picking up others negativity or baggage. Also how can I distinguish the intuitive voice of spirit from my own thoughts. Im on a very zig zag path right now and really need to have things made clear. Can you tell me of some sort of meditation or other practice that might really help me to get more in touch with my intuition? Thank you.”

Thanks so much for writing in! You will find lots of tools for empaths to clear and disconnect on my page. Check out the white light exercise video I’ve posted as well as the other methods of filtering. One other way that always works well for me is to brush my hands against on another, imagining brushing the energies I’ve picked up from somewhere else, then I place one hand over my heart and the other hand squared (as if you were swearing on a stack of bibles in court with your hand raised) and then say, “I disconnect and release all energies other than my own.” This works well and it’s very easy. I also like the physical act of it. Feels very complete and powerful.

To work with your intuition, I encourage using Angel Oracle Cards. You can play around with these and get lots of good insight. It helps to build up your confidence and flex that intuitive muscle. You can find great deals on Amazon. I really love Doreen Virtue’s Angel Cards. 

In regards to the intuitive voice vs your own voice – we all question this. This was a HUGE hangup for me when I first started out. I would always try to apply my logical mind thinking to my intuitive guidance. If I got the nudge to do something or say something, I would question whether or not this was my mind’s way of encouraging me, my intuition or plain out right imagination. When I asked my teacher about it, she answered, “Does it matter? So long as it is positive, does it really matter?” I took that to heart and realized that every time I stopped and tried to analyze the information coming through, I blocked the flow. The more I was in the flow of things, the easier it became to distinguish between my intuition and my guide’s assistance. 

Bottom line, figure out what works best for YOU and HAVE FUN WITH IT!!!! Good luck in all that you do.

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Blessing the Land and Honoring Those Who Went Before Us ~

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Blessing the Land and Honoring Those Who Went Before Us

I never quite know what kinds of requests I’m going to receive, and when I got this one it was a shocker for me (yes, I still get shocked over things…hahaha).  A client had been contacting me for clearings since she started working at a particular location and was still feeling “off”.  Her energy as well as the energy of other employees were low and drained as well as sales were not what they should be.  She then asked me to tap into the location where she worked to see if I picked up anything.

Energy is energy.  Just like a satellite signal can travel through your television station, I can trace and sense the energy of a location from a distance without being there.  We all have this ability, as do all animals.  When I tapped into the vibration I got the distinct feeling of a whirlwind of energy and FEAR OF DEATH coming through very loud and clear.  My client asked if this was affecting her health and her job, which it definitely was, as well as that of the other employees.  I caught the vibe that the place needed to be cleared and blessed, along with some shamanic work and that there were 4 or 7 souls that needed to be crossed over.

As I explained my findings, the client asked me, “Can you clear it?”  This area is a local Las Vegas housing community being built that is still under construction.  “How big of an area is it, ” I asked.  “Fifteen acres, ” she said.

Fifteen acres…..that’s a lot of land.  My ego mind began to fill with doubt and all the reasons why I shouldn’t, but my Spirit relaxed.  I told the client I would think about it and let her know.

I worked with the energies of the land from a distance, and the story began to unfold.  There was a small group of Native American Indians that utilized this land.  It was a place they would set up camp in the change of seasons as they migrated back and forth.  One day a group of soldiers came to make them move.  They wanted them to relocate.  They proclaimed that this was not the land of the Indians, though their ancestors had been using it for centuries.  Seven strong warriors from this tribe did their best to protect their land and their families.  They perished in a short-lived battle against the white soldiers and their armory of weapons.  The braves took out four of the soldiers during the fight.

The souls of the warriors and the soldiers were still tied to this land.  The Indians were incredibly angry over what transpired and vowed to never allow anyone to take their land from them.  This land was sacred.  It was a part of their heritage.  It was a part of them.  The soldiers were earthbound due to the trauma that had happened and in essence, their energy was being drained and used by the warriors to fuel their anger.  Imagine being trapped in a room, outnumbered by your greatest enemy.  Now imagine that same feeling, multiply it by a thousand and extend the time for all eternity.  Not such a pleasant predicament.

A few days ago, I drove out to the site with my 8-year-old son, Adam, who is also a sensitive and medium.  I hadn’t told him anything about what I’d felt.  I just told him I needed to make a stop at a place I was clearing on our way home from running errands.  As soon as we pulled onto the property my stomach began to churn.  I felt nauseous.  My head began to spin.  I pulled over and parked the car.  Adam told me that the spirits were not happy to have us there and that his stomach was hurting really bad.  I thought I was going to vomit, so we got out of the car for a few minutes before leaving.  I’ve never had that strong of a reaction to any clearing work I’ve ever done, or any area I’ve been to, and I’ve been to some really dark places before.  I knew that this was not going to be an easy process.

With the Shamanic work I do, many earthbounds, especially the ones causing trouble, do not like me at all.  They will try to scare me, hurt me and cause me pain.  They sense that I am there to aid in their crossing and they are not too happy about it.  I made sure that Adam and I left quickly and we began to clear our energy and release the vibration that we’d walked into.  No wonder the client was feeling out of sorts!  There is no way I could concentrate with all that going on.

I sat in meditation with my guides about this location.  I was shown a way to connect to the souls of the soldiers during the full moon.  I used this opportunity to help them cross over.  This weakened the anger of the warriors and it also lessened their resolve.  They had been fully confident that the soldiers would remain with them as a form of punishment for what had happened.

I needed to be on site to finish the clearing and it had to be a time when the construction crews were not working.  The moving and shifting of the land caused great torture to the warriors.  There was no way I could reason with them while construction and building was going on.

Spirit showed me that today was to be the day.  I sat in deep trance before I left to the site.  The warriors wanted me to feel their pain, their sadness and their agony over being torn away from their families and all they loved in this world.  There was no honor in what had happened to them and to their people.  I allowed their emotions to pour through me as tears ran down my face.  I spoke to them of understanding betrayal and disrespect.  I projected my soul’s energy to them to prove to them that along my soul’s journey I have encountered similar experiences.  To stay in one place with such negative emotion was to hold constant to a lower vibration.  It was to be away from those that loved them and held them dear.  It was to be alone, not amongst great Spirit and their people.  Still, they held doubt.  I had them thinking, but not quite believing.

Each shift in consciousness begins with a baby step.  I was happy to know that I at least got them thinking.

I did not see these warriors as bad people or evil spirits.  I saw them as being in pain.  All anger is a result of pain, and they had lots to feel angry about.  My intention was yes, to clear the land for the client, but most of all my deepest purpose was to bring these brave men peace and rejoin them with their family.

I asked Great Spirit to allow me to be a vehicle to bring forth wisdom and healing.  Guidance brought through that I was to dress in the manner of my own ancestors out of respect for the warriors and their people.  With my hair braided and turquoise adorning my neck and ears, I began to make an offering to honor those who had made their life on this land.  Tobacco, sweet grass, sage, turquoise stones and other rocks filled the medicine bag and soon I was out the door and on my way.

I arrived on site and was guided to build a medicine wheel near the back of the property that is closest to BLM land.  My guides told me it was important that the clearing and blessing be complete by noon, so I wasted no time getting started.  I began to build a medicine wheel out of rocks, and as I did so, the warriors gathered around me.  They were quite curious as to what I was doing but asked no questions. They did not try to hurt me.   Sweet grass was used to call in the ancestors, the grandmothers and grandfathers who walked the land before us and tribute was paid to the four directions and elements.  I entered the wheel and began sacred prayer of blessing and clearing.  I called to the warriors and told them I meant them no harm.  I was there to help them heal and release their pain.  This place was to be used by others now, as a community for others to share and experience love and prosperity with their own families.  As I spoke the words and opened my heart a crowd gathered inside the wheel.  Loved ones, power animals and the souls of other warriors stood with me.  We are all one, I told the warriors.  We are all connected.  Your blood is our blood.  Your pain is our pain.  Our light is your light.  Allow us to truly pay honor to you and this land by helping you to cross over to those you love so dearly. Let go of the anger and allow this land to thrive once more.

The beauty and emotion experienced in those moments that the warriors entered the wheel and were led home will forever be imprinted upon my heart and my soul.  It was a sacred, holy instance and I am grateful and honored to bare witness to such a miracle.  Their homecoming and celebration continues, I’m sure.  Many gathered to lead them home.

I got back into my car, looked at the clock to see it was 12:00pm on the dot!  All in divine time.  A feeling of peace washed over me and my heart seemed to feel a bit larger knowing that these brave warriors were finally free.  The Universe is much lighter and brighter tonight as these brave souls released their trauma and entered once again into the loving vibration of Great Spirit.

Parenting the Intuitive Child

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Parenting the Intuitive Child

Last night I gave a lecture on Parenting the Intuitive Child at Spirit Within U here in Las Vegas.  Many parents and children were in attendance, and there were many who could not be there that wanted a recap of the evening.  Within this post you will find my lecture notes and later on today I hope to get the audio of the evening’s event posted online.  When I do, I will post the link here.

I can’t begin to explain the energy in the room or the magic that was created last night.  The excitement of parents and children coming together to learn was amazing.  Little ones from age three on up to young adults aged 18 and 19 were in the room all gathered for one purpose: to gain further understanding.

A five year old boy asked a question about a little girl he kept seeing in his house.  He wanted to know if she needed help and why.  He told me her name was, “Shiny” and that she’d been burnt in a fire.  The boy felt she needed help, but wasn’t sure what to do.  It literally brought tears to my eyes as I tapped into the energy he was experiencing as well as the plight of the little girl.  I explained to the boy that the little girl was frightened and confused.  When the fire happened in her house, she was afraid of the flames and the light and heat they gave off.  She became trapped and died there.  As the tunnel of light came down for her to cross over, she mistakenly thought that it was more light and flames from the fire and ran away, not knowing that this was a way home to the other side.  I walked the young boy through calling in Arch Angel Gabriel to help the little girl cross.  What a brave boy to ask such a question in a room of about 40 other strangers.  Such a bright light!

A ten year old girl wanted to know how to discern between “good” spirits and “bad” spirits.  I asked her how the apparition made her feel, letting her know that if she ever feels threatened or scared, she has the power to command any spirit to leave.  This beautiful young lady stayed for at least an hour after the lecture connecting with other children.  She came running up to me thrilled that she had met another telepath and told me she’d given him a past life reading and how they recognized each other.  At ten years old!!!!  WOW!

Many questions were asked from the audience, but even more questions came after the lecture.  One young woman had a dark attachment, another young man could not shut off the voices of spirits, a family had a dark energy in there home that waking there three boys, and a grandmother was awakened at night by the spirits of her deceased husband and friend.  They all wanted clarity and understanding.  They wanted answers.  They wanted solutions.

This is real, people.  This is how we begin.  You want the world to change?  These children are the a huge part of that shift towards making this planet a better place.  Let us empower them.  They have much to teach us.

My lecture notes follow.

Angel Blessings,

Danielle

 

What constitutes an Intuitive Child?

 There are many categories and definitions of “special children” in our society.  First came the Indigos, followed by the Crystals, then the Rainbows and now the Human Angels.  I could spend eons of time delving into the characteristics of each presumed label, but I prefer not to label children.  Instead, I prefer to recognize their strengths and empower them to utilize their gifts rather than confine them to a definition that society may place upon them.

 Intuition is derived by many different ways.  If your child seems to feel things on a deep level, they may also feel the emotions and energy of others, they are most likely an empath.  To see things outwardly, like energy and spirit forms as well as images from another’s memory, is to be clairvoyant.  If you hear things, spirit messages and energetic information, this is called clairaudience.  To feel and receive information about others through your primary senses is to be clairsentient.  To have clear knowing, where you just know something, like the thoughts pops into your head, is to be claircognizant.

 Is everyone intuitive?

Yes, we all have these abilities.  Children have very strong gifts because they come into this world wide open – their senses are heightened and they have no experience of people teaching them anything otherwise.

With the changes in energy most recently in December of 2012 all of these abilities have been heightened.

What makes me an expert on this subject?

I began seeing spirits at the foot of my bed when I was three years old.  No one believed me.  They told me it was my imagination.  I was scolded and punished for “lying” about things and making them up.

By the time I was five, I was telling people I was sure I would die of fright by having a heart attack.  I was afraid of the dark, would wet my bed at night because the ghosts were making contact – some of them being not so nice and downright tormented me.

My siblings would tease me, even hide under my bed and pull at my ankles when I would get up in the morning.  I developed anxiety which later on turned into an eating disorder.

People didn’t understand me.  I still had friends, but when I would tell them something they’d said that I shouldn’t know about, it freaked them out.  I was the one that was always chosen to lead a séance or play light as a feather at slumber parties because everyone knew I could get them to the point of being scared out of their minds.

I desperately wanted to just shut off my abilities.  They frightened me.  My family didn’t believe me.  The few people I met in school that did seem to understand were not positive.  They taught me of the dark side of psychic ability – of manipulation, spell casting with intent to control, and of connecting to dark energies.

This actually manifested into physical dis-ease and I began passing out at school, repeatedly.  As I look back now, I find it as my saving grace, a gift from the angels.  By being removed from the situation, I was able to create distance and break contact with the individuals who I allowed to influence me.

Had I had a mentor in my life then, I know things would have been different.  I know I wouldn’t have begun drinking at a young age to numb out.  I know I wouldn’t have taken on an eating disorder to try my best to have some sense of control in my life.  I always felt that everything from the outside was controlling me, including my abilities.

I’ve worked many years assisting children.  I have three kids of my own; have been the room-mom, Girl Scout Leader, soccer mom, PTA board member, etc. etc. etc.  I’ve seen kids that are so wide open to the rest of the world they experience sensory overload and act out because of it.

My intention in teaching children and parents is to empower them.  It is to teach them tools and skills to strengthen their abilities and to live in balance with them.

My intention here tonight is also to create a sense of community.  I want kids to know they are not alone, that there are many others out there just like them.  I want parents to know that they also can form a support system.  It takes a village, doesn’t it?  Let us form that support system here and now.

Through amazing teachers in my life, I’ve been able to fully invest in my gifts without fear, and use them to be of service.  I want to pay that forward.  There is no reason a child has to suffer like I did.

The path of a sensitive child

It’s tough enough when you’re growing up with all the pressures that are present: fitting in, building a positive self-esteem, learning new things.  When you’re sensitive on top of all of it, it compounds the process.  Imagine being in a room full of other hormonal teens, and feeling all their stuff on top of your own.  Not so easy and extremely overwhelming.

 I have found that sensitive kids walk a fine line.  Some seek out being perfect in everything they do, while others act out because they do not understand what they’re feeling and sensing.  It’s not something they can just turn off.

 Allow me to demonstrate that for you.  Close your eyes.  I’m going to ask you to stop hearing the words I speak.  Are you ready?  1-2-3…can you still hear me?  Right, you can.  Intuition is just like any of your other five senses.  It is a part of you.  You can cover your ears, even put earphones on to block out my voice.  But that’s only going to last for a little while.

 Sensitive children who are not shown ways to focus their energies and gifts sometimes seek out alternative ways to “block out the noise.”  I’ve witnessed many a gifted child resort to cutting, drug use or complete withdrawal as a result of wanting to escape from things they do not understand.  This leads to many problems and deep pain for the child and the entire family.

 I convey this to you, not to strike fear into your heart, but just to pass along my knowledge.  It is time these children learn that who they are and what they can do is NORMAL.  It is not something to hide or to be ashamed about.  If someone makes fun of them or shuns them in any way, it is simply because they are coming from a place of inadequate information.  Perhaps one day, long ago, someone they loved and trusted told them they were bad for using their gifts, and that is all they know.

Open Q & A

FEAR…Merciless Torment or Powerful Tool? (Spiders not Included)

FEAR…Merciless Torment or Powerful Tool ?  (Spiders not Included)

Fear is, and always has been, a topic of conversation and debate.  Many see fear as a potent manipulation device, while others view it as a debilitating state of pure and total terror.  Many a warrior and spiritual leader are said to have conquered their fears.  Can fear truly be mastered?

Based on the photo above, I would have to say that this woman is NOT a master of fear.

I believe that our fears reveal great lessons to us, if we allow ourselves to see them.  I remember as a young child, seeing and hearing ghosts and other spirits and being overwhelmed with fright.  I had no idea why they were showing up; I had no one to talk to about it; and I had no way of stopping myself from seeing them.  From the time I was about seven years old, I can remember telling people that I was sure I was going to die of a heart attack brought on by panic.  I held onto that belief well into my early twenties.  I was the one who needed a night-light on all night or had to have the tv on to sleep.  That way, when I heard footsteps or people talking I could simply blame it on the television show.  Amazing how those beliefs we have when we are children continue on into adulthood.  I mean, seriously, if there was a big, bad boogeyman waiting to get me, I bet the night-light or the tv would not slow him down.  I’m just saying….

When you are in a state of fear, others feed off of it, just like a pack of hungry wolves will determine who is the weakest of the pack.  I was blessed to be the “baby” of my family and grew up with an older sister and brother.  They, of course, thought all my ranting about seeing things was just my overactive imagination and decided to play off those emotions to the hilt.  Many a morning, I would slide off my bed, put my feet on the floor and suddenly be screaming at the top of my lungs because I would feel hands grabbing around my ankles.  Yes, it was one of their favorite things to hide under my bed and grab me to scare the bezzejus out of me.  Another prank they liked to pull was taping my eyes shut while I was sleeping.   Then there was locking me in the shed, the garage and other spaces in complete darkness.   Talk about a waking nightmare!  I understand this was all fun and games to them, and that they meant no lasting harm (except maybe when I tattled a bit too much) but the energies of all those things combined made me a nervous Nelly to say the least.  I hold no animosity now as I see it as part of my lesson in life.

Depending on your belief, we could argue whether I “created” those scenarios so that I would be pushed to making a decision about the fear, or that because of the energy I gave off that I attracted these energies to me.  Maybe, there is even a finely laid plan written in a galaxy far, far, away that I am just playing my part in.  The reasoning as to why it all happened doesn’t really concern me.  My actions and how I dealt with it are what I find most important.

Studying Native American Shamanism, I discovered many tools for fear; how to combat it; how to overcome it and how to use it as a learning tool to empower.  My first instance of using these principles came when something from my past was triggered, stirring up negative energies and a very nasty entity.

I have always had a deep love and longing for Egypt.  From the time I could read, I would devour books that weaved the tales of ancient Egyptian life.  I was particularly drawn to the magic and mystery of life in the temples as well as the ritual of death (yeah….go figure!).  A friend had gone on a cruise to Egypt and brought back some souvenirs she had purchased in the Valley of the Kings, and I had been collecting other lithographs and trinkets that were of the Egyptian culture.  One day, I decided it would be a great idea to hang the prints, including one hand painted papyrus decoration, in my bedroom and arrange the other nick knacks  around my altar.  I loved the way they looked and it made me very happy to see these pieces on display, outside of my closet.  As I went to sleep that night, I had a feeling of unrest, deep in the pit of my stomach.  I thought for sure I was going to be physically ill, but I managed to breathe my way through it.  Later on, I awoke to the sound of the frame of one of the prints shaking on the wall directly across from me.  All those fantastic tools I’d learned to deal with something like this literally flew out of my mind and I was in that state of fight or flight I’d so often been in as a child.  I couldn’t scream.  I couldn’t wake up my husband.  I couldn’t move.  I was paralyzed with fear.

I pulled the covers over my head and began to pray over and over and over again until the sun came up.  And again, I am just astounded by the presumed safety I felt of light; as if nothing bad would happen in the day time or with a night-light on.  I told myself that it was a dream and I was fine.  I had to pull it together for the sake of my family and go about the day as if it never happened.  That trick worked until it was time to sleep that night.  Around 2am, the frame started to shake again and this time I saw a half man, half animal shape at the side of my bed, yelling at me and gesturing at me to follow him.  He spoke in a dialect I did not understand but could sense the meaning of his words, and he was NOT happy with me!  That little-girl reaction took hold of me once more, and I rolled into the fetal position away from this spirit and began to pray and cry.  This time, it was so bad that my husband woke up and turned the light on.  YAY!  LIGHT!!!  I was safe again.  I could not see, hear or sense this presence with the light on.

By the third day of this, my husband was angry with me, I was a nervous wreck and both of us were snappy from lack of sleep.  I consulted my teacher to find out what was going on.  Through journeying, we discovered that the energy of the Egyptian artifacts had triggered a past life memory and a past life entity that came through when these memories were unconsciously triggered.  It presented as a way for me to harness my fear and in turn clear some karma.  Away from the house I was able to think clearly and I took all the information in and decided that the best route to take was to face this fear and banish the entity.  I already knew that what I had been doing was definitely NOT working, so I figured it was time for a different course of action.

I took every last piece of anything in the house that was from Egypt outside and placed them on my front lawn in a box.  I did not want their energy in the house, and I felt it best to not have any reminders of that time frame.  I set up a medicine wheel in the center of our home and began saging the entire house.  The next step for me was climbing into the center of the wheel and going into trance to banish this entity.  I’d never done this before, but there was a quiet calm that washed over me as I set my intention to take back control of my living environment.  I called in my shamanic guides, including one of my most trusted power animals.  The entity began to taunt me, “You think because you are in that circle you are safe?  You think you have power stronger than mine?  Remember what happened the last time we met like this.”  Now I could understand every word he spoke perfectly.  There was no error in communication.  As he tried to enter the medicine wheel, my power animal attacked him.  It was a violent fight that seemed to last for several minutes, though I am sure it was only moments of time.  Candles blew out, a glass votive holder shattered and glass flew into the middle of the circle.  But I knew I was safe.  I stayed constant in my intention and high in my vibration and fear was not an option.

The entity was disposed of, and I went around the house, opening windows to allow the sage smoke to filter out.  This was in the evening time, around 8-9pm and I could hear my next door neighbors talking in their backyard, “Is she smoking pot on a school night?  What’s up with the box in the front yard?   Do you think there are bones in that thing?”  For those of you unfamiliar with the smell of burning sage, it does smell an awful lot like marijuana.  I, of course, wanting to dispel any nasty rumors or false beliefs the neighbors might have, went up to my balcony, which overlooked their backyard and began to chant, dancing around and around and shouting, “bring on the clouds and the rain.”  What a time to run out of war paint.

Funny.  They suddenly went inside their house after that.  Hmmmmmm……

I just figure that there is no sense in feeling bad about things and I may as well just laugh at them.  Like the chatty guy in the Starbucks drive thru who wants to carry on a conversation with me when I really just don’t want to tell him personal details about my day.  Now, I know he’s being polite and trying to make pleasant conversation while patiently waiting for the green-tea lemonade to be made.  But after five straight times of the same questions I finally had the one answer that saved me from being asked about my day ever again.  He greeted me very friendly as I drove up to the window, “Hi Angel Lady.  Where are you off to today?  Have any cool plans to do something fun and exciting?”  I replied, with a huge smile on my face, “Well, as a matter of fact I do!  I am on my way banish some demonic entities and then I will be leading a séance to speak to the dead.  What have you got planned?  Anyone in the hereafter you’d like me to call on for you?”

After stammering a very quiet and flustered, “No, thank you,” he turned around and came back with my order in record time.  And, if I do say so, when he’s on drive-thru duty, I never have to wait very long.

Hey now, if I took all this stuff too seriously and never made fun of things, where would that get me?  There are plenty of other areas of my life I have to be serious about.  Besides, laughter is the easiest way to heighten your energy AND it’s FREE!

I felt so empowered after clearing my home.  It was the first of many hurdles I faced with the huge fear of the unknown that I had.  Little by little, the fear became smaller and my confidence and spiritual power grew.  I am forever grateful for the many lessons and gifts that I have encountered along the way.  The fear no longer rules my life and I have used what I’ve learned to help others.

We all have a choice as to what we do with our fears, whether they are here within the “real” world or within the other realms.  To me, when I feel the sense of panic come on about something, I do my best to switch my perspective about it and thereby change the energy of the situation.  It doesn’t always work, but then again, I AM only human, right?

Light comes in many different forms, from the night-light in the hallway, to the love of spirit we carry inside.  May you always shine your light brightly!

Love & Laughter,

Danielle

PS – BIG THANKS to all the readers in all the different parts of the world!!!!  Thanks for your wonderful energy and comments.  Don’t forget to subscribe to the blog by 3/21 to be entered to win a copy of “What You Need to Know to Lead a Spiritual Life”

Questions? Something You’d like Danielle to Shine the Light On?

Questions? Something You’d like Danielle to Shine the Light On?.

Do you have any paranormal experiences you need help sorting out?  Send your questions or comments to Danielle.

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Angels, Demons, and Bongo Drums?

Angels, Demons and Bongo Drums?

Catchy title, huh?  Don’t worry; it will all make sense soon.

One of the many things I have discovered I am here to do this go round is clear negative energy from people, places, and spaces.  Sometimes that involves dealing with imprinted energy from illness or traumatic events and other times it necessitates me doing battle with negative entities, which some refer to as demons.

Now, the whole “demon” word really doesn’t sit well with me, but for lack of any other term I know, this word does describe those beings that choose to be from the dark side.  When I think of that word, I am reminded of those “B” movies on the thriller weekend TV channels I watched when I was a little kid.  Trust me; what I have confronted is nothing like what you’ve seen on TV!  There are no killer clowns, puppets or gremlins, although a few clients have had a close resemblance to Chucky.

How does a space become affected by negativity?  There are lots of reasons.  An aggressive occurrence, heated display of destructive emotions, or long term illness may have taken place.  Sometimes it can simply be energy attached to a visitor that stays long after the visitor has left.

Have you ever had a “Negative Nelly” or a “Debbie Downer” in your home?  After they’ve left have things seemed a little off?  Or how about the relative you know has an addiction problem or is incredibly depressed?  When you are in the same room with them, do you feel uneasy?

Everything is energy.  Negative or positive, we are all energetic beings and just like magnets, we pick up and are drawn to certain experiences, be they good or bad.

A few years back, my son, Adam, complained of not being able to sleep because he kept seeing a man staring at him in the doorway of his bedroom.  My oldest daughter, whose bedroom was right across from his, was also experiencing strange noises and uneasy feelings.

After tapping into the energy of my house, I determined that there was a portal open in my daughter’s room that was allowing an opening for some not so nice spirits to pass through.  The kids were affected by these entities because of their abilities to sense and see spirits.

As a mom, my instinct is to kick out the bastards that are bothering my babies.  And really, who needs any more negativity affecting a teenager?  Isn’t high school enough?  Should my daughter have to deal with demonic forces as well?  Trust me; dealing with her mom is enough trouble!

The spiritual side of me had to take a step back though, because if I were to deal with negativity with a negative attitude, guess what I would create?  You guessed it…more negativity!  When I clear a space, I have to make sure I am at my peak of positive energy.  I connect to my higher self and ask for assistance from the Angels and my guides.  Sometimes I am drawn to channel an advanced being, depending on the circumstance.  Most of all, I choose to focus on the light.  With this particular clearing, the message, “Make it fun” kept coming through loud and clear.

I asked a dear friend of mine, who also clears houses, to come over and help me, as well as I was guided to ask Adam, then five years old, to assist.  My guidance was telling me to let Adam direct the process and to go with the flow.  So, essentially, all those guidelines and bylaws I’d pulled out of my bag of tricks in the past flew right out the window (or should I say portal?).

My friend, Adam and I gathered in the room which I considered to be the heart of my home.  We held hands and said a prayer of intention and called in the Angels as we brought in more light to raise the vibration of the house.  Then, without even being prompted, Adam got to work.

Adam is unique, to say the least.  This child has the ability to see into other realms, look into your soul and watch the Disney Channel or play Xbox all at the same time.  His sensitivity is deeper and stronger than anyone I’ve come into contact with, and I know we’ve shared many lifetimes working and serving God together.  There was also another lifetime he told me about when he was two, where he chased me on horseback and shot me when I had all those feathers in my hair.  He can remember and explain moments when he was on the other side, witnessing the births of his older sisters, as well as tell me about being inside my tummy when he was a baby.  The wisdom that comes from his mouth absolutely floors me and in more ways than one, he is my greatest teacher.

Adam began instructing my friend and me to align crystals in a certain pattern along the floor.  He said this would turn the Earth on.  As I listened, I could see the gridlines in the Earth rise above the floor in a hologram.  We placed my large amethyst geode at the beginning of the line of crystals, while Adam sat at the other end, and my friend and I lay down on either side of the crystal pattern.  Adam said this would balance things out and then asked my friend to say a prayer and me to sing.  I could sense all this was to open more light into the space, and just when I thought we were complete in that room, Adam exclaimed, “No, I forgot one more thing!”

He rushed back to his bedroom and returned holding his bongo drums.  My friend and I exploded in laughter, but were quickly directed to be quiet and return to our spots on the floor.  Adam replied, “I have to drum out the beat.  I have to activate the crystals.”

Activate?  Where on Earth did he learn that word?  He’s five freaking years old for goodness sake!   All these questions raced through my mind as I lay down, next to a line of crystals, on the floor of my living room, listening to my son thump out a rhythm I’d never heard before on his bongo drums.  Just as my ego had me doubting my senses, and my mind was praying my husband didn’t come home early from work and walk in on all this, I began to feel the ground vibrate beneath me.  It was a buzzing a vibration I could feel through my whole body.  As it began, the vibration seemed to increase with every drum beat.  After a few moments of complete bliss, I was brought back to reality by Adam telling us we were done with this part now.

Man, just when I was getting my groove on, too!

We walked down the hallway to the bedroom where the portal was located.  I had an uneasy feeling, and I could see the same response in my friend and my son.  Adam turned to me and said, “The big one is still in there.  The other ones left, but the big one wants to stay.”

Chills ran up and down my back and the hair on my neck stood straight up.  The three of us went outside to get out of the energy as it began affecting us physically.  The mom in me kicked in hard, and I did not want Adam in the energy of the entity that was trying to protect the portal.  I asked my friend to stay with Adam and reentered the house.

I brought in all the light I could possibly hold and radiated it through the entire house.  I approached the room and saw the portal along with the demonic entity guarding the opening.  I raised my hands to shine the light inside the room to alter the energy so that I could enter.  This only enraged the entity further and as I looked at it I could feel an imprint of vibration I recognized from long ago.  His core energy had an Egyptian resonance, and not in a good way.

My guide, the Goddess, Sashet, was near and our energies merged together.  Ancient words were spoken and as each syllable fell from my mouth, the entity became smaller and smaller, until he disintegrated completely.  I then walked into the room, closed the portal opening, and was drawn to inscribe a star like symbol over the closure.

Now, I know you’re probably wondering what type of earth altering drug was I smoking, or how often do I speak ancient Egyptian (by the way, it was the banishment charm which sends energies back to where they first originated, in case you were wondering).  Maybe you are even wondering how I could possibly allow my child to participate in a clearing.

I’ve asked myself all those things.  My logical side is just as strong as my spiritual side and it is something I struggle to balance on a daily basis.  But when I turn off that logical side, and I am in the moment, great things happen.  All the Shamanic teachings come forth and life makes sense.  There are no questions, just actions and reactions.

When Adam came back into the house after I closed the portal, he told me the Angels were singing.  I heard them before he told me.  He said the house was clear and that evening he and his sister slept through the night without any problems.

Why should I question feelings that others don’t speak about, even when my own children confirm them?  Maybe the answer to that lies in the Bongo Drums.

I had no idea Adam was going to use those drums, or know anything about activating the crystals.  When he brought those drums out, I could easily have doubted him and lowered his confidence by questioning his intuition.  Instead, I chose to trust.

And I, in turn, was gifted with a most magical experience, bongo drums and all.

Trust in your intuition.  It will take you further than you could ever imagine.

Drumming happily,

Danielle

Looking into Other Dimensions

Seeing Into Other Dimensions

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words

I am often asked the question, “What is it like to see what you see?” or “How do you see what you see?”

The best way to explain this is by showing you this photo.  I wish I could blow it up larger on this page.  I’m sure I can find a way to link to another site where you can get a better view.

On November 11, 2008,  I  had the divine privilege of helping several children cross over that had been stuck here in this dimension.  Because of the sorrow and grief still felt by their families, these children were pulled to stay where the families came to grieve for them.  I had seen these children several instances as I drove by the cemetery where they are buried on a daily basis.

A dear friend of mine, Regina Murphy, has a son, John, who is also buried at this cemetery.  One morning while driving past the cemetery, I looked towards the children’s section and saw John standing playing music to a group of children gathered around him.  It was so sweet and comforting.  I shared the information with Regina the next time I saw her.  A few days later she emailed me saying that John wanted us to help these children cross over.  I quickly agreed and we set up a time to meet.

I woke up the morning of November 11th with the image of John and the children again.  He was playing music and teaching them to line up and dance in a conga line kind of fashion.  It was like they were dancing the bunny hop.  At about 4:20pm I arrived at the cemetery.  It was still light outside and the crisp autumn air made me very glad I had dressed warm.  I walked around the children’s area, and was amazed to see so many babies buried there.  As I walked around, I could feel the children’s energy all around me.  They began to follow me.  They were attempting to play tag.  Just as they would almost touch me, I would turn around and they would run to hide behind a tree or tombstone.  These beautiful little spirits still carried so much playfulness even in a place where grief and sadness dwells.  I explained to the children why I was there and that they would have the opportunity to cross over if they chose to do so.  I looked on the ground and saw a marker with the name John Joseph on it and across from it another with the last name Murphy.  It was John’s way of letting me know he was there and soon his mother, Regina arrived.

Regina placed a statue of Mother Mary on the ground and lit a candle.  She gathered her tuning forks and began walking around hitting the forks together to lighten the energy.  I was communicating with the Angels, asking Gabriel to bring down the tunnel of light.  Regina said that the children wanted me to sing and the words to Jesus Loves Me began to come through.  As I sang and Regina lifted the energy, I could see the children lining up in a formation much like I had seen that morning when I woke up.  John was there, and each child would approach him, hug him, and then walk into the tunnel of light and cross.  I have helped people and spirits cross, but not on this level where there were so many and never where I could see multi dimensionally like this.  It looked like a big grid lines with energies and colors going up and across all through this part of the cemetery.

There was one small boy, who was frightened and did not want to cross.  He held onto the trunk of a tree not wanting to let go.  Regina went over to that area and used the tuning forks to help him.  John walked over and took his hand and led him to the light.  There standing in the light was another child who looked much like him.  She held her hand out to him.  He took her hand, they embraced and then they were gone.  I looked over by the tree and saw the headstones of a brother and sister and knew these were the children I had seen.

The energy had lifted and now a great healing could begin.  Not just for the children, but also for the families.  Regina had taken pictures while we worked.  She uses a normal digital camera and with the help of her son who has passed, captures amazing proof of spirits and other dimensions.  I was explaining to her what I had seen on a multi dimension level right before she captured the photo above.  If you look closely, you can see the images and the faces of the children who had crossed that day along with the spirits and angels who assisted them.

A picture is worth a thousand words, this is true.  There are not enough words to explain the depth of love and compassion I experienced that day.  I am completely grateful to have witnessed such a remarkable miracle.

I share this with you to show that there really is no death.  We continue to go on even when these physical vehicles we call bodies are gone.  It is difficult for we as humans to remember this when we lose people who are so dear to us.  I hope to shine the light on this difficulty by sharing stories like this one.

For more information on Regina Murphy and her amazing work, please check out her website at www.loveinactioninc.com .

To look at a LARGER view of the photo above (its much easier to see the children with a full screen image) go to my album on photobucket, here

Love & Laughter,

Danielle