Saturday, September 25

ANOINTING FROM BISHOP QUINN


Things are beginning to open up for me with the work of Evolve to Live. My first book is in its final editing stages and I did many healing sessions while I was in GV. I have been paying attention and reading the 'signs' of support. Among many little things that were signs for me, the most touching was that I was anointed by Bishop Quinn for service to God for the work that I do. Bishop Quinn has worked with the Indians for many years and so he understands and supports my healing modalities using feathers and stones. Because he believes in me and the ministry that I am doing, which requires a non-conventional life-style, being free to go where the doors open and my energy is needed, he made a donation to ETL. It was very touching for me. He acknowledged that my work was the same as a priest.
When I left Grass Valley for Arizona, the first two days, as usual, were transition days and my being unsettled and anxiousness began to appear. But this morning, I woke up at 1:11AM and then again at 5:55AM. I began laughing. "OK, thank you!" I looked up the meaning of 111 on the internet. "Pay attention to your thoughts." 3:33PM happened while I was in Grass Valley. "The Ascended Masters, Saints and Angels are with you." and then 555, "A big change is about to come your way!" Everything from finding 11cents on the ground, to the lyrics of songs, animals that cross our paths, really, anything that comes into our awareness is help from above. And I say, Thank you!

SUPPORT COMES IN MANY FORMS

On my recent trip to Grass Valley, I became obsessed with working as many jobs as came my way. I wasn't trusting that I would be supported when I left the area and so I worked continually 24/7, neglecting friends while I was there. On my last day, my last evening in fact, I was rushing to take a friend to a doctor's appointment that had been part of the trade for using her car. Not being fully present with what I was doing and because of my rushing, from trying to fit too much in to a little bit of time, I hit a car stopped at a stop sign. It didn't do alot of damage to either car, but enough to make me feel really bad and enough to wake me up! I took the car to my son who is going to begin school for auto bodywork and he was able to fix my friend's car on the spot. I had asked the lady I hit, if she would consider having my son look at her car before she turned a claim into the insurance company and she agreed.
Today, I got a phone call from my son. They brought the car by and the husband owns a hot rod body shop in a nearby town! He said, he needed side help all the time and if he did a good job on this, he'd give him a job....a job he was going to need when school begins. I just sat back, once again amazed at the orchestration that occurs for us, on our behalves when we can really are present to see them. I barely hit the car....no one was hurt....and of all the cars in Grass Valley, this is the one that I hit...