New Age…Healing…Angels….WEIRD?

My "Awakening" Story!

My spiritual journey started about a half a century ago when I was brought into this world by my Mother. My Mother was a Free Spirit, who eventually owned a New Age Book Store with that same name. She was very spiritual, having read the Bible front to back many, many times. She wrote spiritual poetry and was always reading, studying and searching for her truth. I grew up with principles she learned through A Course in Miracles, Edgar Cayce and Louise Hay, just to name a few.

I remember reading my first Louise Hay book in the 80's entitled, "You Can Heal Your Life" (although I now have new more colorful copies, I still have my original book from the 80's). I was initiated into Transcendental Meditation in the 70's at the young age of 9, long before crystals and meditation were considered "cool". I attended Edgar Cayce's A.R.E. (Association for Research and Enlightenment) Camp when I was 10 or 11. I even helped out at my Mother's New Age store. I enjoyed learning all of this! I was even getting spiritual readings done at a very young age and learning to call upon my own intuition. This was all before the dreaded EGO/FEAR set in.

It's so incredible to think that when you're young, you have no fear, no worries. Everything is so loving and free. You are not born to hate…to fear…or to feel not "good enough". But over time, unfortunately, society, environment, friends and family, all unknowingly instill and bring forth both fear and ego. Hence, in my later teenage years, I thought my Mother was weird and wanted nothing to do with her "New Age Weirdness". I often hid the fact that I knew how to meditate, that I had crystals in my bedroom or that it was MY Mother who owned that "very strange" bookstore in our tiny, little town. I did, however, always have that need to help anyone I could.

When I was young, I had my Mother bring me to the local hospital so I could donate all my Halloween candy (minus one Reese's Peanut Butter Cup…my favorite!) to the kids on the pediatric floor who were too sick to "Trick-or-Treat". As it turns out, there were no kids on the pediatric floor that evening but I'm quite sure the nurses enjoyed all that candy! I also befriended a woman named Neta who many knew in our small town as the "Bag Lady". At the age of 13, in front of all my fellow cheerleaders after a competition, I walked up to her at our local diner and introduced myself. I told her we had just come in 3rd place in a cheerleading competition and I wanted her to have my corsage. She was thrilled and accepted the small token of kindness and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I was teased for a very long time in school about that kiss from the "Bag Lady".

Many years passed before I would see her again at that same diner. My friends and I would often go out to eat after a night of dancing. I reintroduced myself to her, now a young woman in my early 20's, and she said she remembered me and that small act of kindness some 9 or 10 years earlier. Again, some of those same kids I went to school with would also be at the diner and would stare as I was sitting with her, but I didn't care. I was much older and able to deal more maturely with the laughs and glares. At Christmas, I would always make sure to stop at the diner where I knew she would be and bring her a card and small gift. To my surprise, one year I even received a card in the mail from her. (I'm not sure how she did that but I was so appreciative!) I even collected money in our neighborhood for Easter Seals and sent in a WHOPPING $5.01 which I collected from neighbors by myself. (Not the grand total I was looking for, but it was at least, my very own contribution as a very young child). The desire to help was ALWAYS present, but, due to my EGO, as a grown up, I searched for that inner-happiness with every job I took.

Career after career after career…. I became a licensed beautician, a certified paralegal, a property manager and I even obtained my real estate license. I always excelled at whatever did….top of my class, industry awards, but something was always missing. I searched time and time again, career after career, for that true happiness….for that job that would "light me up". It wasn't until many years later, after a bitter divorce and some very hard times, my life changed when my beloved Mother passed away.

Before she passed though, after getting back on track and adjusting to being a single mom, I was coming back around to that "weird, spiritual" stuff that I grew up with. Although it was always in the back of my mind and somewhat in my heart, it was now something I was starting to think about often in the years before my Mother's passing. My Mother and I practiced meeting in our dreams and passing messages on to each other….it even worked a few times! She gave me my first Doreen Virtue Angel Book about a year before she passed, before she even knew she was sick. We were once again bonding over her life's work and purpose and what was always in my heart.

On May 20th, 2013, I had a dream. I dreamt my mother was laying in a bed of bright, beautiful, loving, golden light. There was so much light that I couldn't even see my Mother….but I knew it was her lying there. I saw two rows of cherubim-like angels, also surrounded by this beautiful, bright light, come down…one row by her head, and one row by her feet. They swooped down in these glorious, angelic rows of beautiful light and gently lifted her up. I saw my Mother ascending in a blanket of the most glorious, heavenly, loving light….and then she was gone. The dream was over.

My boyfriend, who doesn't normally sleep over, stayed over that night. He got up very early in the morning to leave for work. As he was walking out the door of my bedroom, I said to him, "God took my Mom. I saw the angels come down and take her to Heaven". A few hours later, I got the dreaded call. My sister-in- law called to tell me that my dear, sweet Momma had passed that morning. I told her,

"I know. I saw the angels come and take her".

I felt utter and complete sadness at that time, but I also felt a sense of gratitude and peace. Gratitude that I was so connected to my Mom, to the Divine, to something so much bigger than me, that I was able to witness so much love and light as she passed. I considered that a huge MIRACLE and BLESSING! Witnessing that is what helped me to gracefully get through the next few weeks. Then, about 6 months later, I received a message from my Mom. The message was from her, but was not in her voice. It came to me in a dream with no visuals…..just a voice. It repeated itself over and over and over. I was meant to remember it. The voice, from my Mother, said,

"My Prophet says that you are my Healer".

This confused me greatly. I know that is exactly what the voice said but it didn't make sense to me. How could I be her healer? She is the one in Heaven, she is the one who is supposed to be my angel…..MY HEALER! I struggled for awhile not knowing what this message, that I was clearly meant to remember, meant. Did I get the message wrong? Did the message really say, "My Prophet says that I am your Healer"? I knew what I heard. "My Prophet says that you are my Healer"! And then, an act of kindness from my friend Jules, who I consider my very own personal Earth Angel. Jules paid for and gifted me a reading. In the reading that was done, I was told that yes, I am here to help with healing for my Mother. I did not have it wrong! I understood the words correctly.

I started to really think about those words…..YOU ARE MY HEALER! I always wanted to be a healer, but I clearly wasn't. I was a single mom who could cut hair, draft legal documents and could buy, sell and manage real estate. I certainly couldn't heal anyone. As time went on, I had another friend, Christina, my other Earth Angel, who is a psychologist by trade but who was always exploring other spiritual methods of healing, ask me what I would do if I could do anything in the world. I told her that if I could do anything in the world, I would have some kind of healing store like my Mom. A place where people would walk in and feel love….feel miracles….feel hope…..be inspired and …be healed!

I started thinking more about the message from Mom. Me… a Healer? Me a Healer. Me…a HEALER….YES! I had been a healer all along.

All of this was kicking around inside me as I was slowing starting to lose my EGO and lose my FEAR. It was about the same time that my friend Jules provided me with a reading that she did herself, showing me that all the signs were there to move forward with my healing venture. I do believe that these two Earth Angels, along with my Mom's message and a Divine connection that is far greater than me, enabled me to finally let go of my Ego/Fear and move toward what really lights me up! I also had some other significant messages from my Mom and the Divine (but those stories for another time)!

Since my Mother passed 6 years ago, I have become a Reiki Master, became certified in Advanced Integrated Energy Therapy, became a certified Angel Intuitive and certified Angel Card Reader, became an Ordained Minister, became a Holistic Life Coach and opened my very own healing studio called "Earth Angel Awakening"! I have also finished reading the Bible, front to back, and have studied Emotional Freedom Technique, ACIM (my Mother's original books), re-read many Louise Hay books, and have studied and read many other spiritual books including, Gabrielle Bernstein and Marianne Williamson.

I also told my Ego/Fear to get lost!

I know in my heart now, what light's me up. It was always there but I did not honor that truth because of my EGO. I never let that EGO take over again. So it's easy for me to now answer the question:

New Age, healing, crystals, angels, meditation….WEIRD? No, it's NOT weird. It's amazing!

Follow your truth and what lights you up and don’t ever worry about what others think! You will always be on the right path when you do the work that you were meant to do. Although I sometimes feel foolish that it took me so long to come back to what was always in my heart, my truth, I can't dwell on the past as I remember these famous words from my Mom: "Everything happens for a reason!" and "Everything is as it should be!"

Everything happened for me in the most perfect, divine time. I miss my Mom greatly, however, I feel such love, peace and gratitude for her. I know she is guiding me on this spiritual journey that she started with me some 50 years ago! No matter where this journey leads, I know that it's being led by me, by my inner light and NOT my ego. I know now how wonderful and miraculous it feels to listen to my soul and do the work that I was meant to do on this Earth.

I was AWAKENED…..and I will never let my EGO/FEAR cause me to sleep again!