Playing Cards, Muttering and Worrying

If you have a few basic premises to work on, like:

• Everything that happens has a reason to happen.
• Everything that you do is in line with your own life plan.
• And underneath everything that you do no matter how inconsequential it seems, no matter how trivial it is, has at its core your own firmly held presuppositions about life as you know it.

Then, playing and losing game after game of solitaire is, in the larger scheme of things, part of your own life lesson.

Like, how you feel after you have lost your 7,000^th game compared to how you felt when you lost your 125^th game.

I went through all sorts of feelings as I continued to lose game after game while, according to the statistics someone thoughtfully and without malice placed gently on the internet, found myself firmly entrenched in that subset of players who play so far below average they don’t even bear mentioning. 

I went through a period of time when competitiveness was the thought foremost in my mind.

I then slowly became interested in how much I was losing and how little I was winning to where, and I still do this now, when I won a game I would play the same game over and over to increase my percentage of games won. 

There came a day when I wasn’t all that interested in how often I won and I began to take an interest in the strategy of the game.  I included in this all the times I would play a winning game over and over again to see how many different endings it could have and still be a winning game. 

And, finally, there came a day when I really didn’t care whether I won or lost the game.  It was the game itself, it was my intense concentration, it was the speed I could think and respond to the cards dealt. 

I suppose as time goes on I will likely move through other emotions as I play that mighty game of Aces and Kings, and very likely continue to lose.

But, lately I have been thinking about my card games as the things that people do with their lives.  The cards they have been dealt and what they make of them.

Consider people who are born with or become disabled and how they fashion their lives.  You with most of your senses, what would you do if you began losing your sight?  Or, if you couldn’t hear anymore.  Would  you go around bumping into things and quacking like a duck, “What?  What?  What?” 

And, then, maybe that’s what you’re supposed to do.  A time of panic as you try to go through a grieving process that your life as you knew it is over, to a time where you begin to embrace life again and learn to adjust and lean upon your remaining senses.

I’m just getting old.  I haven’t lost my senses, though I have ringing in my ears all the time, have experienced some loss of hearing and my eyesight is fading.  I hurt most of the time.  I can be a real crabby apple sometimes.

When I was growing up people kept saying to me that I was weird.  I never knew why they said that.  It wasn’t just the same group of people either.  I was an Army Brat and we moved around a lot.  I went to 13 different schools in 12 years.  So, these were people who had never met each other and they all said I was weird. 

There was one nice comment from Taylor, a very tall boy, older than me with Scandinavian blond hair. We went to high school at St. Maria Goretti in Hagerstown, Maryland.  He and I were sitting behind the school in the smoking area one quiet afternoon back in 1970 or so.  He said to me that I saw things most other people didn’t see.  So, it wasn’t necessarily that I was flat out weird, but more a comment that was either truthful in nature or he was just trying to chat me up.  Personally, I think he was making an observation because we never did go out together though he was a very polite and nice boy. 

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Over and Over Again

If you figure that commercials and advertisements are always successful because constantly presenting an idea over and over again will eventually make that idea or product familiar to a person it just doesn’t hurt to say the same thing over and over again.

I think most folks tend to stick with what they know.  Younger folks tend to try new things.  If you are a company and are concerned about who is going to buy your product one of the things you’re going to think about is who has money to spend on it.  Then, your campaign is planned along those lines; you’re going to go after a specific age group with money to spend. 

So, you make a television commercial.  Or, you target all sorts of advertising in addition to television, like printed ads, bloggers you pay to write about your stuff and ads on the internet.

I found an interesting article on the internet that suggested a person needs to see an advertisement 3, 7 or 20 times before they buy the product.  I am inclined to think 20 times is what it would take.  From the article came this wonderful list purported to come from Thomas Smith in 1885:

The first time people look at any given ad, they don’t even see it.
The second time, they don’t notice it.
The third time, they are aware that it is there.
The fourth time, they have a fleeting sense that they’ve seen it somewhere before.
The fifth time, they actually read the ad.
The sixth time they thumb their nose at it.
The seventh time, they start to get a little irritated with it.
The eighth time, they start to think, “Here’s that confounded ad again.”
The ninth time, they start to wonder if they’re missing out on something.
The tenth time, they ask their friends and neighbors if they’ve tried it.
The eleventh time, they wonder how the company is paying for all these ads.
The twelfth time, they start to think that it must be a good product.
The thirteenth time, they start to feel the product has value.
The fourteenth time, they start to remember wanting a product exactly like this for a long time.
The fifteenth time, they start to year for it because they can’t afford to buy it.
The sixteenth time, they accept the fact that they will buy it sometime in the future.
The seventeenth time, they make a note to buy the product.
The eighteenth time, they curse their poverty for not allowing them to buy this terrific product.
The nineteenth time, they count their money very carefully.
The twentieth time prospects see the ad, they buy what is offering.

I also base my experience on the emails and comments I get from my websites and blogs.  The questions people ask are very often the same or variations; the same ones I asked before I began to channel.

Some of the questions people ask me: 

What is it like when a person dies?

Where do they go?

Can I ever talk to my Spirit Guide?

What does Spirit sound like?

Why doesn’t Spirit talk to me?

I think an evil entity has attached itself to me.  What do I do?

How do you tell if a psychic is real or not?

Is my loved one at peace?

I keep having dreams of my loved one.  Is there something they want me to do?

Does God really exist?

When I pray does anybody actually listen to my prayers?

There are more.  I intend to address these and others in future blogs. 

Darn

While I'm walking to and from work I like to say the Hail Mary prayer.  Sometimes it calms me down.  A few days ago as I was walking to work I began to think my recitation of the prayer had moved toward a rote manner and I thought I wasn't really putting enough of the right effort into the prayer.

In the world of channeling many times I take it for granted all the Folk in Spirit I talk to.  In any case, Mary said to me, "Why don't we just talk and have a conversation?"  That one really surprised me.  I was a little shy.  I usually am, but slowly warmed up to the idea of talking with her.  We didn't say a whole lot that day.  I just marveled that she'd offered to talk to me.

It was the next morning as I was getting out of the shower that I stubbed my toe or stumbled into something.  I can't even remember what I did.  But, I did say, "Jesus!"  Then, I remembered Mary might be nearby.  I was quiet for a few seconds and then asked her, "What did you used to say?"  She said, "Zeus".

Finding a Mug

People think that when you channel with spirit that a person would only do so when there was something of real importance to talk about.  As if you would only do so with the big questions like: “Is there life after death?” or, “Is it painful to die?”

I channel all the time.  I think it helps to make me a better channel.  Anyway, I was at the White Elephant Sale yesterday in Oakland in the kitchen wares section.  In years past I’d picked up interesting coffee mugs, but I was going to steer past that section this time as our cupboard is full to overflowing with mugs.  In fact, I’d gotten rid of several of them a few months ago. 

So, I’m wandering around and the guides urged me toward the coffee cups.  I objected noting the full cupboard of cups at home.  Nope….another urging toward the coffee cups.  Okay, I’m game.  I went and poked around a little.  Then, getting into the browsing I decided that having a coffee mug with a thin lip to it was a worthwhile search.  I found one but it was on a pedestal and it wasn’t as large as my other mugs.  When I want a cup of coffee I want a CUP of coffee. 

I had pretty much looked at all the cups and decided I wasn’t going to find anything and I get another, “Wait, keep looking.” from the guides.  So, I kept looking and found a mug with cherubim on it.  I said, “Is this what you wanted me to find?”  It was funny.

Talking to your Spirit Guide Is Not as Simple as Picking up the Phone

Talking to Spirit is not always as simple as talking to your neighbor, your co-worker or somebody at the store.

We are accustomed to engaging each other in conversation.  There is an exchange of information.  It is like dancing.  Back and Forth.  We take turns.  Whether it is important or not you get your message across.  Verbally.  I can hear it with my ears. 

You know how it goes:

"Hi."
"Hello."
"What have you been up to?"
"Nothing much.  How about you?"
"Well, I've got a touch of the bum knee today.  Figure rain must be coming on." 
"Yeah, it was on the news today.  Storm front moving in fast."

Because we all have a different sort of connection to Spirit that conversation could turn out many different ways.

Here is one scenario:

You are in a big fat hurry to get out the door.  There wasn't much hot water left for you to take a decent shower this morning and that put you in a bad mood.  To top it off the half and half you poured in your coffee had these funky globs in it.  You didn't have time to make another cup so you fished them out with your spoon.  The carton didn't smell, so you figured it would be okay and not make you sick.  Once you got your socks on you realized you stepped on a piece of kitty litter and you had to take your socks off to get it off your foot.  Like I said, the whole morning is teetering on this edge of the beginning of a really rotten day.

Regardless of all this crap going on you still need to get a move on.  As you move toward the front door you notice your umbrella propped up in the corner.  You actually pause.  And, then you move on, go to work or school or wherever you were heading in such a hurry.  About mid-afternoon the clouds roll in and by the time you are ready to come home it is raining buckets.  You get wet and continue the mouldering mood that started when you got up that morning.

You weren't listening to your intuition.  You also have a prime opportunity to sort out what is bothering you psychologically.  But, to continue the lesson you really were not listening to Spirit talk to you.  What Spirit had to say was said when you had that pause and looked good and hard at your umbrella.  The message was not said in actual words.  It was said with an intuitive feeling.

How about if your communication with Spirit tends to happen with signs?  What if you have already figured out that good things tend to happen when you see a sparrow?  There isn't anybody who made a rule that said you are moving with the flow when you see birds.  It's just something that sort of happens around you.  When you speak of it to others they look at you like you've been drinking too much.  But you know in your heart that is a signal to you that you are on the right path and that Spirit is taking an active interest in you and your affairs.   Somebody else might say you are somehow twisting things so that you have already decided to be in a good mood when you see a bird and that it is a self fulling prophecy.  Who cares?  For years I would see the number 222.  It happened when I broke through to Spirit in an obvious way.  For me seeing the number 222 was a sign to me that I was on the right track.

We all have different levels of communicating with each other.  You can speak.  You can write notes.  You can communicate with facial expressions.  Lots of way to get your meaning across to somebody else.

Many times people don't realize that they are in actual communication with Spirit when the talking involves something as simple as an intuitive feeling or a sign.

Channeling Advice

Hello Lady Skye Fyre,

I found your blog post last night after another frustrating meditation and it was so reassuring to hear someone else has experienced what I’m going through. This frustration with my guides has been going on for almost six months and I feel like my guides are torturing me. Every now and then when I feel I have finally had it I receive a small sign (like a zap during meditation, seeing zig zags in my 3^rd eye, or feeling a spirit presence) but when I try to communicate I get nothing. I feel like I have been walled off and I keep throwing myself against this wall. Only it doesn’t give and I am now bloodied, bruised, and exhausted. I really need and want my guides’ help.

Have you ever heard of this happening to anyone for so long? I have read books, bought courses, meditated, and bought readings to no avail. The first medium didn’t say anything that made sense and the second said that while she could feel and see the wall around me she didn’t know how to penetrate it either. Do you have any advice? Do your guides have any advice? I know you’re not a professional medium, but I thought I’d ask anyway. Again, I really appreciated your blog post – a lot of what I find on the internet doesn’t discuss this topic.

Thank you for your time.

Best wishes,

NM

Hi.  Relax.  You might be trying too hard.  Also, you are expecting X and may be getting Y.  People experience their guide’s presence in many different ways.  Turn it into a game.  You don’t lose.  You don’t win.  You’re playing. 

Okay, so maybe try something like this.  Close your eyes and imagine that you are looking at a ball, or a plant, or a book, or something.  Don’t go 100 miles an hour toward it.  Just for a quarter of a second, ah maybe a little longer than that try seeing it with your mind’s eye.  If you have trouble sometimes it helps to hold an object like you are trying to see in your hand.  Look at it with an artist’s eye.  Just observe the lines, the spaces, the light and dark of it.  And, if you don’t understand what I mean by seeing like an artist don’t worry about it….just look at it.  Close your eyes and see if you can’t “see” it for a couple of seconds.  Forget about seeing your guide.  Relax.  And, don’t be surprised to find a guide shows up anyway holding out a glowing ball to you.

Right before I finally got the planchette on the Ouija board to move I gave up.  I had the odd thought that I should be as innocent as I’d been when I was a little girl.  I’d been spending so much time trying to get something happening…it was months and nothing happened.  I gave up.  I hadn’t spent hardly any time writing and I missed it.  However, to hedge my bets I left my non-dominant hand on the planchette and used my right hand to type.  Not 10 seconds into it the planchette zoomed across the board.  It meandered around aimlessly for a few seconds.  I asked if this was my guide and the pointer moved to “Yes”.  Then, very slowly it spelled out, “Seth”.  I was a great fan of Jane Roberts and Seth and asked if it was the same Seth.  Again, I got a, “Yes”.  After that the planchette moved aimlessly across the board and didn’t make any sense at all.  Each day after that first success I couldn’t wait to get back to the board to use it.  The planchette moved faster and faster until about a week and a half into communicating I knew what Seth was going to say before he said it on the board.  That’s when I started channeling telepathically.  At the time I thought I was going crazy, but the process was just moving from one level of communication to another.

Here’s a channeling funny for you.  I was having problems with a neighbor.  The woman had really gotten under my skin and I was having a hard time finding a spiritual way around the problem.  I toyed with the idea of learning how to cast spells to get her to move, but I didn’t do anything about it.  Anyway, one day I was wondering (this is really childish) to myself what I could do that might irritate her.  The guides said to me, “Dear, you don’t have to do a thing to irritate her.”  I thought it was funny.

What I’m trying to illustrate is that giving up is good.  Relaxing is better.  Stop expecting to see, hear, feel in a specific way.  Everybody is unique and you don’t know exactly how the first experience you have with your guide is going to be.  However, once you make contact the connection will strengthen so that in the end (and continue to be playful with this) you will be able to paint, dance, write, sing, hum, type, whatever with your guide.  The best times I’ve had is with singing channeling.  It’s amazing to me to hear what can come out of my mouth when I’m channeling.  Could I do the same thing not channeling?  Not likely. 

Here’s something else you might try.  Start writing.  Just loosen it up with some journaling.  In a calm mood ask your guide a question on the paper or computer screen.  Write it out.  Then, give over and let Spirit through.  I can’t tell you what it will feel like.  You might feel a nip at the back of your neck.  They said in, “Opening to Channel” that was where Spirit enters.  I had a sharp pain and then it shot down my back.  Then, I was fine.  Weird.  The next night was when Seth finally started talking to me on the Ouija board.

Anyway, just sort of say to yourself, “I’m going to allow Spirit to write through me.” And let it happen.

Here’s something else.  Just get a pen and paper.  Start drawing a big old circle on the paper.  Keep going over it, over and over, go outside the lines, just a big old circle.  Slowly “allow” Spirit to come over and see if they don’t take your hand and move it over the paper in another direction.

First attempts will probably be awkward.  You’ve just got to get used to it.  I used to get the shakes, but that only lasted a day or so.  It’s a lot of energy.  It’s different energy. 

Your guides are there.  They are not torturing you.  You’re just not hearing what they have to say.  Get in the zone.  Imagine your vibrations get higher.  Aim high.  Aim for your guide.  The guides exist at exquisite vibrations and light.  Just imagine you’re lighter on your feet.  Reach and relax.

Here’s something else.  Do a guided meditation to meet your guide.  Somewhere on the TalkingToSpirit.com site I’ve got it written out.  Make up something to suit yourself.  Imagine you are on a path.  Really pay attention to the path.  What is growing on the side?  What is it made out of?  Is it dirt?  Is it paved?  Has it been raining?  Walk on the path.  It starts up an incline.  It’s a little harder to walk, but you stay on the path.  Up ahead there is something blocking the path.  What is it?  Is it a huge rock?  Is it a bunch of branches?  Keep going.  How do you get past this obstruction?  Do you magically appear on the other side.  Do you fly over?  Do you get a chain saw and get through that way?  Do you climb over?  When you’re on the other side of the obstruction you see something ahead.  It’s up a steep hill.  The path goes up to meet this thing.  It’s a door way, or a gate, or a portal.  You make your way to it.  On the other side you see some guides sitting around a fire.  They notice you waiting.  One of them breaks away from the group and comes to you. 

So, just imagine this.  When I did it my obstacle was a huge bolder.  I think I climbed over it.  It was sort of spotty because it was difficult for me to keep my attention on the meditation.  When I looked up at the doorway I saw a natural opening covered with green.  Suddenly I became a bird and swooped up to the doorway.  It reminded me of those tall sugar loaf hills in Hawaii, with really steep sides.  Anyway, I got to the opening and Seth was on the other side.  He had his back to me and was bent over slightly tending to the flowers in a garden.  There was a low stone wall between us.  He was wearing a Roman white toga and was balding.  He turned and smiled the most beautiful smile at me.  He reached out and took my hand.  I was so excited I whooped right out of the meditation.  It was shortly after this that I made contact via the Ouija board.  Interesting that the Seth I saw in my meditation looked exactly like the Seth Jane Roberts channeled. 

Anyway, I hope this has helped.  There is no one right way or no one wrong way to make contact.  But, do make a game out of it.  I only learned that once I had finally made contact because I was just as frustrated as you’ve been.

Best of luck,

Love,

Pauline