BECAUSE I ASKED...

Asking is something that I was brought up NOT to do! In fact, if we asked, we were certain to be asking for trouble! 

But as I've gotten older, wiser and braver, I ASK. It's not always easy as many times it is perceived by others (even myself) as bold or selfish. "Who does she think she is?" kind of attitude.

But… because I asked, two years ago on a trip home from visiting my cousin in Kansas, "Do you need any volunteers to get off the plane?" (On Southwest Airlines, if you volunteer your seat you are compensated quite nicely.) The following spring I went on my free ticket with my two daughters to  Puerto Rico.

And because I asked again last year, I'm on my way to Tulum, Mexico with one of my daughters!  Ole' (Glad I had my babies… they're fun to play with at any age!)

But even better, at the airport yesterday, I just happened to ask, "Do you have any seats that have no one sitting next to them?" The sweet agent said, "Hum, let me move someone for you." Wow! I wasn't expecting that! Then she looked at me and asked, "Are you traveling alone?" "Yes!" I replied. "How would you feel about a first class seat?" "Super! I'd feel SUPER!" So, first class, first seat next to the window and I thought, "What a wonderful start to my little retreat/getaway!" And so I ordered a rum and coke in celebration and thought this was all possible simply because I had found the courage to ASK!

TREATING THE WHOLE; BODY, MIND AND SPIRIT

Yesterday, two friends and I went to Mexico for the day. We were heading to the dentist, shopping and lunch. It was time to get me teeth cleaned ($20) and I had chipped a veneer on my front tooth while swimming last week. One of my friends accompanying me wanted to find out about getting a tooth pulled, ($40), which she did and then we were headed to town to look around. 

The tooth with pulled with no issues, however, while shopping, my girl looked a bit panicked, her face got really red and she said she couldn't swallow. We sat her on a bench along side the road and instantly began using my AMwand Energy Wand on her. (It brings the body into balance.) While the other friend wanded, I did the NAET treatment of accupressure on her back, calling for St. Michael and St. Raphael, who both arrived in an instant! 

Within minutes, the main crisis was over, the redness in her face began to lessen, however, while she could breathe, she still couldn't swallow.  We went to a restaurant and sat and I did a couple of NAET emotional treatments, simply applying pressure on her back again.....within two hours she was back to normal. She had a bad reaction to the Novocain, for whatever reason.

It feels really empowering to know that we all have access to tools to help ourselves and others in emergency situations. I know my friend would have ended up in the emergency room somewhere had we not known what to do. 

It's in the treatment of the whole; body, mind and spirit.....that healing happens. We treated her body with the AMWand, her mind with NAET emotional treatments, (fear, and fear from watching her mother choke at the end of her life) and spirit, calling upon Spirit for support! It's amazing! I'm happy to share my knowledge with anyone who is interested.  It's with deep gratitude that I say, Thank You!! 

MEXICO, HELP FOR THE DEPORTED IMMIGRANTS

I stopped into a local artist’s gallery to say hi and the first thing she blurted out was, “Pati, you have to call Fr. Sean!” “Ok!” Who is Fr. Sean?” She continued to tell me that he had been the guest speaker at the local bi-monthly forum, speaking about the Kino Border Initiative. (Help and dignity for those who have been deported.)

As I do, following things until they stop, I called the number and made an appointment to go and see what this was all about.
I had been saying that I wanted to go to another country and live in another culture. Duh! It’s only 20 minutes away! (Changing my perspective!)

I arrived and along with a group of high schooler’s and parents, I walked across the border to the structure where deported immigrants were lined up for a morning meal. The mission tries to do a little education session before the meal. There were plenty of volunteers to help cook and serve and so I tried to stay out of the way. Most of them are there for only the one meal and then somehow are bussed back to their homes, further south. When they were leaving, I did what came natural to me, connecting through the heart. I stuck out my hand, touched their shoulder, looked them each in the eye, wishing them good luck and fortune.

OMG! I FELT THE POWER IN THAT!

I could feel my heart opening and the tears welling. I realized then, that while so many times we can serve, do for, care for others, but to actually BE with another is the challenge. Our own uncomfortableness arises. It takes us to a place of vulnerability and can trigger our own wounded-ness. But these are the very encounters that can be healing for all involved, the cracks that allow the LIGHT to shine through.

We left to see the Women’s shelter which is 2 apartments on the top floor next to each other. Women can stay there for up to a week. There were two at the time we went and we were able to talk with them through a translator. One was trying to go to Tennessee where she had relatives, the other to New Orleans. I was amazed at their big ambitions, they had quite a journey to travel once they did cross the border. I didn’t really have many questions at the time, but now I do! ‘What were you thinking? Are things so bleak that you’ll risk anything in the hopes of something better? Or do you see it as an adventure? While they are there they are given information about the same issues we as american women struggle with....self-esteem, domestic violence, learning to say no, etc.

Just a short twenty miles south of my home, across a fence; there are people. People like me, people who feel and hurt and struggle. People who are grateful for the help they are given. People who want to be with their families or have the courage to leave their families in hopes of providing them with a better life.

People, who no matter where they live, have the right to human decency and dignity and people who when touched also feel love and the POWER!

I came away thinking that while I don’t know what any of this means for me, I did realize that no matter what a person’s stand on the immigration laws in the US are, it’s difficult to be in the presence on another human being and not find some compassion for their life’s journey.

(Their immediate needs are of course money, but also, sugar, corn tortillas, ladies underwear and toiletries)

I BELIVE IN ANGELS

My vision quest is to last until May...ish according to Shamonic Astrology. I am in a cycle of; exactly what I am doing, following the doors that open and paying attention to the ones that close. In my previous life, thinking I knew what was best for me and everyone around me, I would simply push, maneuver and manipulate things the way I thought they should be. It wasn't a bad way to live, but I have found out from experience that watching and waiting for guidance and support from a higher place is much more fun and I've had opportunities and experiences that I didn't have when I was in control of everything.

Most recently, I am here in southern AZ, watching and waiting (and working on my books) for doors to open. I had gone to a restaurant to apply for a bar tending job that I had heard about. I began talking with one of the customers and I said, "I want to go to the dentist in Mexico." He said that his dad goes there. He then gave me his number and I gave him a call. The next week I had an appointment in Nogales, Mexico for an exam and teeth cleaning for $20. How would I get there? No one down here will go to Mexico...really? I remembered I had a friend in Grass Valley who had a cousin who lived near Nogales, so I called and his cousin agreed to accompany this one time.

Everyone I talked to had nothing good to say, in fact, they were all pretty obstinate about Mexico period. As the morning arrived I had some errands to do. I looked at the clock when I left the house, 9:44: in angel numbers, 9=completion and 44=your angels are surrounding you. Great. I was intending to go on the freeway, the light changed, I went another way and discovered a family of crosses along side the road. I stopped and did a soul releasing ceremony. When I finished all my chores, I got back in the car, the clock caught my attention once again, 10:44. 10=new beginnings and once again the 44= angel support. Heading to Nogales, the song that came on the radio, 'I just called to say I loved you, by Stevie Wonder'. I looked at the time, 10:56, once again the 10 representing, new beginnings and the 56, stay focused on your internal spiritual growth among the changes that are coming your way. Getting closer to Nogales, I called the man accompanying me to Mexico and once again I noticed the time, because of the song that came on the radio; The Dance by Garth Brooks, I could have missed the pain, but I would have had to miss the dance. The numbers, songs and words were all very meaningful and touching to me. I was perfectly calm to go to Mexico. I said my morning prayers for protection and taking love and light wherever I go and attracting only that for myself.

We went to Mexico and I had the most enchanting day. I loved being in another culture. It had brought back fond memories of being in Peru. When we left Mexico, there was absolutely no waiting line to cross the border back to the USA, as there had been when we arrive.

The angels are everywhere. All we have to do is to pay attention. Anything that comes into our awareness is Spirit trying to speak to us. Wind chimes, for me are the angels, Wind in the tops of the trees is Spirit. When you stop and tune-in you will recognize what these signs mean to you. We are not alone...we don't have to walk through this life by ourselves!