A new landscape: Big picture vs. small details

The dreams we weave on what could happen next are all in Big Picture mode. We get excited making things happen in our head, and it is the start of manifesting a new life. This is good! You should have dreams and goals. When details come filtering in, it must shift to a certain amount of day-to-day reality. It does not mean the dream ends. Not at all. But there is a certain shifting of the sails that has to happen for that dream to manifest. I’m in the middle of that now. This is where the good stuff, the hard stuff, the fun stuff happens.

My emotional line chart would look like a huge zig-zag. Up, down, up, down, up, down. It has been about two weeks since I was laid off. The up-downs get smaller in scope as time goes by as I get used to my new situation. I feel exhausted and numbed, despite my good attitude. I’ve added a day during the week where I will be out of touch with all electronic devices. The day will be spent at the local hot springs, taking long walks with happy dogs, and puttering. For me getting outside and working with my hands is extremely satisfying and grounding. Getting myself out of my head, and into my heart.

I can see the value of support groups. How do we process it all? What are the effects and how should I deal with them to stop from being on the negative slippery slope? At times I feel elated to be free, and have a chance at a totally new life. A person can easily reinvent themselves because the worst has happened.

Other times it feels like a tightening of my throat in fear of having to find work at the age of 61. I live 42 miles from town, and I can’t do that commute any more. No can do. I find myself day dreaming of working locally. I’d love to be a receptionist or file clerk, for half my old salary. And as long as I get benefits, if it is an easy drive, I’d be totally happy to downsize my working footprint. Happy to dump the corporate world after over 40 years. 

Social Security and 401K seems to be on everyone’s lips as my salvation. I’m too young for either of those to work out, but believe me I did my homework on both. Social Security seems like an easy out, but it’s not near enough to live on. Watch that you don’t opt for it early or you can screw yourself later. If I can wait until I am 65 or 70, I am assured to have enough to get by on. 401K doesn’t last forever either. I have run the numbers, and you should too if you are ever in my position.

All these financial investigations help fine tune what is next. I must run the numbers to not be in a panic. I won’t stick my head in the sand. I know other folks are not like that. They dream bigger than I do, and they have more trust than I do. It is my belief that knowing where you stand financially helps ground you so you can fly on the wings of The New and The Now.

Those two worlds, the here and now on earth, and the world of dreams you want to manifest—you must manage both.

—Patty Daley

Incarnating into a body on the earth is a special place we have come to do our work. It’s essential to know the reality what you need to live. That means adjusting to the day-to-day realities of life in 3D. Surviving, living, and taking care of an aging body are all part of it. I believe this is under the heading of Small Details. It helps support the Big Picture so don’t ignore it.

My landscape is changing. I know in my bones it is for a much more positive, truer-to-me life that is being manifested. As things change in this unknown part of the journey, I must adjust my sails and at the same time keep my eye on the horizon. That’s the lesson here. My goals are out there. They are a bit out of focus and far away, but they are there calling to me. I feel elated! Jazzed! Pumped! 

Learn to ride the waves! Do not lose hope, should you find yourself in the bottom of a swell of waves. Times seem tougher when all you can see are tall mountains of water on either side of you. But when you are on crest of the next wave, moving forward, that’s where all the work you did while in the trough comes into sharp focus. That’s where you have your goals in sight, and things are peachy keen. Life is about both ups and downs. Learn to ride the waves! (Scroll down to Riding the Peaks and Valleys.)

Comments are welcome. “Likes” tell me someone is listening. Love and Light, ❤ Patty

When dreams rise to the top

Many times over the years I have yearned to be out of the corporate workplace. When frustrated I would have dreams of switching to something more healing focused, like doing massage, Reiki, or physical therapy. Anything but sitting behind a computer in an atmosphere of push, push, push to make the bottom line. I spent 35 years as a graphic designer and seven as a coding supervisor pushing data around. It was not heart centered work, but I loved the people I worked with. We were all very lovely people, committed to the work and to each other.

Over the years, I joked with people that if I found myself out of work, I’d do something simple like work in a greenhouse, or shovel horse poop at a stables, just earning enough to get by. The problem with those fantasies of jumping the corporate ship were many. Especially if I wanted to leave to pursue a business of my own. My thoughts were always “I can’t leave my day job. What will I do for health insurance? How will I start the business? How would I survive until my business got going enough to pay my bills?” The realities of living that dream life come into stark focus when you lose your day job.

When you face the realities of life without that security blanket of a regular paycheck, two things happen. Of course, you freak out. It happens and you have to wrap your mind around the hows of getting by. Even with something as lovely as severance package of a few months cushion, there is panic and scrambling. A lot of scrambling. But after that subsides a bit, something wonderful happens…


Once the $hit hits the fan, your dreams can rise to the top.

—Patty Daley

Your dreams float to the top, rising out of the muck of all those worries and fears. Because the worst of the ‘what if’ of it all has already happened. You no longer have that day job as income, or as an anchor. Choose which way you want to look at it. It is over and you must say your gracious goodbyes. That chapter of your life is gone. As for the new stuff, Spirit won’t give you any more than you can handle.

Now you are free to sift through the smaller day-to-day details of following that dream, no longer anchored by the ‘what if I quit my day job’ worries. I’m pretty sure this is not only good news, but a huge green light. Attitude of Gratitude peeps. So far I like being on the other side. Dreams come into sharper focus, and are much more attainable. As I like to say, “The world is my clam!”

Comments are welcome. “Likes” tell me someone is listening. Love and Light, ❤ Patty

What a difference a day makes!

Within a 24-hour period a job I had, and loved, for over 16 years ended. I went from being employed to…semi-retired. From relatively financially comfortable to Oh No! My day yesterday was 95% Yippee Yahoo and 5% Oh $hit. I went in to clean out my desk and say goodbye to beloved coworkers. They seemed sad as they hugged me, and I assured them I was more worried about them, than about myself. I was going to retire! And my former co-workers had to band together and pick up the slack and make the company chug forward, as a third of the company was let go. That’s a huge task. But they are a small group of very committed and talented people.

I came away with a part time freelance job, a nice severance package, hugs and well wishes from everyone including the owner of the company, who I have always liked, and a feeling of complete and total freedom! I also visited the Social Security office, will visit the Medicaid office, see about my 401k, do a new set of monthly bills for the time period after the severance package ends, and see about early retirement!

I left the building with a coveted antique wall weaving (hand knotted from Egypt) that the owner gave me as a parting gift. He heard I loved it although I never told him that. And it landed square in my lap! I also got a beautiful rust colored skirt and top complete with hand embroidery and turquoise stones stitched in it that a co-worker was giving to charity. When she saw me go by she said “Here! Maybe you would like this!” Score! I also apparently had squirreled away tons of chocolate in my desk that happily found a corner of my fridge at home to live in.

I was so out of body, mixed emotions about a short and unexpected goodbye from a place that had become like home to me. I had run all my errands in town and was free as a bird. I got home, unpacked my belongings and was so utterly spent I could hardly stand up. I felt elated, dizzy, tired, exhausted, happy, thrilled, and could feel new possibilities hovering around me like angels dancing above my head.

A friend had invited me to help work out her horses that afternoon, and I said I’d come by, even in my exhausted state. Wisely she instructed me to sit and watch her work out the horses. Being so out of body is not a good time to ride. But it helped me to watch the gentle cadence of all that unfolded. The thoughtful, rhythmic brushing of the horse, walking for warm up, and her riding which was like watching a ballet unfold, horse and rider as one. After we chatted for half an hour and, of course, my friend knew this was also much needed. I was given big hugs by her, and her husband with the phrase “Welcome to your life!” and “Welcome to the real world!”

I went to bed early in my exhausted state. The next morning I woke up, opened the front door to let the dogs out, and noticed I had left my car/home keys IN the front door all night! I must have been so out of it.

This morning finds me more back to Patty normal, with a plan of action in mind. Do that bills scenario for the next year, meditate, walk the dogs, and talk to good friends. AFTER that first cup of coffee! Priorities you know. 😉

May all your lemons turn into lemonade as fast as mine have. Life is indeed good!

Comments are welcome. “Likes” tell me someone is listening. Love and Light, ❤ Patty

Dream that foretold events

Last night I had another dream about wanting a divorce and separating from a situation. I am divorced over 11 years and it feels good. But I thought I was over these types of dreams of release. I have felt the relief over and over of being out of that situation. (Well, relief like that never gets old.) I guess I had more to process. Or so I thought.

In the dream I am wearing conservative work clothing, but I am at home. I ask for the divorce and I want the separation. (There is no one in the room oddly.) I am granted my wish and I am relieved it has happened. There is a web-cam high on the wall and I cover it up, not wanting any more contact. It is done. Finally I am able to spend more time with my dogs and I am on my own once again. The dogs and I go into my room, close the door. We are all feeling reserved but also very relieved. Life is good and will get better. (Big grin.) End of dream.

At one point this morning, working from home, my email account closed down. This type of connectivity hiccup happens frequently so I was not surprised. However the message was a bit different. “Your gmail account has been deactivated.” Uh oh number one. Better call into work and see if they are messing around with new software or accounts. I have heard just yesterday they were switching things around. I call in and talk to the office manager, a friend of almost 17 years. I ask to talk to the IT guys, explaining to the office manager that I can’t get to my email. I can hear the CFO in the background saying “Tell her someone will call her right back.” Uh oh number two. About thirty seconds later my boss calls. BIG uh oh. I know what is coming. Oddly I feel fine.

My boss, a compassionate hard working woman, is crying so hard she can hardly talk. I feel for her. She tells me things have been hard at the company lately, and she has been going to bat for us for a long time trying to avoid this day. I say “Let me say it for you. I don’t have a job anymore.” She confirms I have been laid off after more than sixteen years. My boss and I talk about the details and I find myself comforting her. She should not carry this weight around and I feel complete and total relief at the news. I loved working there, the environment, the people. I felt like I was working out a soul contract with the owner and other people there. But I was tired and wanted to retire some time ago. Since I work for a very small company, this does not bode well for those that remain. I have dodged a huge bullet.

I hang up, and oddly my work ethic is to get back to work. I’m in the middle of a job and I want to finish it and email the owner of the company to check my work so we can publish what I have been working on. I go back to my computer and realize….where is my email? Oh, wait…I don’t have a job anymore. YIPPEE! I run out the door, hands raised and say “Free at last. Free at last!” I am ebullient, euphoric, and happy. I feel that 1,000 lb. weight has been lifted off my shoulders. At the age of 61 I reflect back on having been in the work force since the age of 14. At times I have had more than one job, while attending full time college. I have a good work ethic, and enjoy having my nose to the grindstone. I love being of service.

But now it is time for a bit of a rest. A time to regroup, rest, and heal. I have a severance package of a few months, three weeks of vacation pay, and may do ‘early retirement’ if at all possible. Health insurance…well that will be a tough one, but I have some resources for that. All my actions over many months to cut down websites, costs, sell items I no longer use—it all comes into sharp focus now. By a happy accident, I have many months worth of an expensive drug I cannot be without for even a day. The planets seem to have been aligning all this time.

I am not worried. I have many skills. Many ways I can package myself if needed. I am an excellent organizer, can clean hoarder houses, I can set up and help people with doing their monthly expenses, and help by supporting them in almost any way. I have been a graphic artist for over 30 years, but hope to not have to pick up that skill at this point in my life. I’d rather work at a greenhouse, a grocery store, or a stables shoveling poop. I want to work outside, if I work at all. I could do tarot readings, teach people about their intuitive skills, or how to dump drama. There is much I have studied and learned in my life on the planet.

Right now, I will spend a few months eating well, taking care of my body, and relaxing. My home and car are paid for long ago. I’ll go to the SS office next week. I will apply for Cobra and get my finances in ship shape order. All is well. My dogs are thrilled that I can kick that old basketball around the yard all day along. They are all for this new change. 😉

It’s like that dream I had last night. The work clothes were a big clue. So was the web-cam, as that is how I have daily meetings remotely. So is the ‘person’ I ask for the divorce from…they were not in the room. I was alone at home when I got the news. A breaking off from a long relationship. A huge relief, and a new beginning, with happy dogs spending more time with me. It’s all there.

To sum it up nicely, one of my brothers texted me after he heard the news, and I feel this says it best, “Congratulations on your promotion!”

Comments are welcome. “Likes” tell me someone is listening. Love and Light, ❤ Patty

Cut the ties that bind, even though you loved them.

In December I started the Spring clean up, throwing out, and general re-org of pretty much everything in my life. I do this about every six months. The KonMarie method was new and I wanted to try it. As a result I made some big discoveries. I decided to sell my glass bead making torch, tools, all glass, the whole enchilada. That was a huge step for me. I’ve been at that hobby for almost 17 years. But in the last few years I had not been at the torch much. My studio was in an old building on my property where silt and dust collected daily. You can’t work with glass and sand and dirt. Should I ever want to take up this wonderful hobby again, I would get new equipment, a different torch, and work in a larger format.

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Nerdy tendencies may lead to great meditation moments.

The other day I found myself organizing my spice cupboards. Yes, I’m that nerdy. I am supposed to be getting outside my comfort zone, going up the mountain, or into town, getting myself out there. My recent need for the right kind of companionship in whatever form won’t come to my door, so I must get out and seek it. Sorting out my spice cupboard seemed to me to be a way to procrastinate, or stay in my orderly comfort zone. Or did it?

As a result I had several self deprecating thoughts. I was giving myself a hard time about not being brave enough to get out and about. I sometimes wonder if anyone could ever live with me, with my high standards of a neat, organized abode. It will certainly take a special someone to come into my world with use of a crowbar, neatly fitting in to some corner of the house, quietly reading. I know that’s not realistic. I kid.

Some friends had moved away recently, and they loved to buy spices from Penzey’s, as I do. I was lucky to inherit a bunch of lovely Penzey’s spices from them. But they had been sitting on a top shelf of my cupboard, ignored. I wanted to try some of the spices they left, and make everything available to me, as I am passionate about cooking. Time to make that happen! I had a lot of spices to bottle and label.

Cleaning out my spice cabinet made me feel somewhat guilty all the while I should be getting out and about. But no, I like organizing my spice cabinet! It’s a guilty, nerdy pleasure! I like making order where there was chaos. I like knowing what I have on hand in the kitchen. I like knowing where things are. As I was finishing up my task, I realized this activity felt good. It delivered me into a wonderful contemplative zone that is hard to find otherwise. Why was I heaping guilt on myself for not ‘getting out there?” That will come in time. Why not enjoy my guilty nerdy pleasure?

My insight from this experience was twofold. One, organizing, taking inventory, and doing a re-org, especially in the kitchen, was a wonderful meditation for me. It felt good. Two, it’s also kind of like the energy of sweeping the floor. That’s my switching gears energy task. My sweep out the old energy and bring in the new, task. I love it and I won’t let myself feel guilty for it. If you are engaged in a task you love, you are co-creating the life you want and enjoy.

What do you do that is a guilty pleasure? What do you do that might be an active/waking meditation that may seem nerdy but you absolutely enjoy? I would love to hear from you.

Comments are welcome. Likes tell me someone is listening. Love and Light, Patty

That awful sticky place of dread

Recently I was in a terribly wobbly place taking care of someone close to me. This friend had recently had serious back surgery. I knew he would depend on me solely. In our tiny community we depend on each other, especially as we age. Most everyone else my friend knows is retired, and I work full time. I would do what I could, but I felt that sticky and uncomfortable place of having someone else depend on me totally when I knew it would take a supreme effort for me to do everything necessary. I knew there were others that were totally willing to help, that kept volunteering. My friend kept refusing them, saying “Patty will do it all.”

It’s a terrible thing to say, or even think, you do not want to help someone for several reasons. One is society expects us all to be cheerful, concerned caregivers. Two, because I am an overly nurturing person by nature, why would this make me cringe? It was the overwhelming idea of the whole kit-and-caboodle that had me scared. There was something about this looming responsibility that had me quaking like a leaf. It makes me feel like a bad person for even having those feelings. I usually love to be wanted and needed, filling the role of nurturer.

This is what was going on with me that might help explain this feeling. The surgery came at a time when I had been trying to lessen my dependence on this person for my sake and his. My own dependence on him for filling my social needs has never been met and I needed to broaden my social scope. It’s not his fault whatsoever. He’s a good egg. He is in fact a dear friend. I am having a strong yearning for conversation and company and it won’t go away. The time for change is long overdue and I had been putting off the inevitable for over a year now. I must expand my horizons! The looming post-surgery tasks seemed to be holding me back just at a time when I want to burst out! Feelings of frustration, guilt, but also care, were building and mixing.

With some insistence I was able to get him to call on other neighbors who were happy to share the burden with me. I was happy to do my part and stock his fridge and freezer with groceries that were easy to fix and eat. I was thrilled to look after his sweet dog for a few days. In the days immediately following his surgery I felt better. I tried making coffee for him, which I totally flubbed two days in a row, with coffee all over the counter! I checked in on him in the early mornings to see his pain level, got him to start moving a bit. Urged him to walk more, as advised by the doctor. I changed his bandages, etc.

I believe Spirit turns up the pressure when there is a lesson looming.

When we want to diet, everything conspires to tempt you. Gooey brownies and donuts are brought into work. Your neighbor comes over with homemade banana bread. You know the drill. For me it was wanting to get out in the community more and expand my horizons. That’s when the surgery gets scheduled and you know you have to spend more time, not less, doing something you know does not suit you. But Spirit knows best.

My friend and I have been good friends for years. As close as brother and sister. But Spirit had something for us to work through. My friend also has something to learn about depending on others, in spite of insisting he did not need help. I was in that same position about two years ago, and I learned my lesson the hard way. I knew we each had something to learn from this.

In the end things turned out fine and we are both better for the experience. He was able to get the community to help, by simply asking for it. His surgery after-care was not as bad as we thought it would be. He was up and about days after surgery. I did my share of care, and liked being helpful in that way. I also enjoy going over to my friend’s home once a week instead of twice a day. We missed each other a bit more. Things seemed fresher and better. He started asking what I was up to. A stark change from his usual lump-on-a-log non-commitment in any simple conversation. He started taking more responsibility for his life instead of depending on me. I was starting to break away and make myself a priority. Things were changing!

As we know, everything is energy. Change must happen in Spirit/with you manifesting and wanting that change before it can happen in the waking world. He learned that being stubborn and wanting total independence was not always realistic. I learned (and not for the first time) that care of the self comes first. I had always given to him first. Thought of him first. Worried about him way more than about myself. The caregiver must care for him/herself first. Okay, I’m getting that lesson, for the third time!

If there is any time you feel that pressure is on, and you are being made very uncomfortable, there is a lesson or a message in it. Look for it, be humble, and be as open as you can for the change coming your way. Maybe this thing that feels awful is your key to freedom, the key to standing up in your own power and being who you have always wanted to be. On a soul level, my friend was willing to be the one to help me make this happen. I am in deepest gratitude.

Comments are encouraged. Likes tell me someone is listening. ❤ Love and Light, Patty.

The Universe is…what exactly?

I am sure you often hear people talk about manifesting and working with Spirit by saying ‘The Universe wants me to do this or that” or “The Universe is sending me signs” or “I like it when The Universe supports me” and so on. I use that phrase a lot and I hear it a lot. Two friends helped me to understand The Universe better from a personal standpoint. Each person’s take on it was insightful and of value to me, and came through normal conversation.

When I used to think of the phrase The Universe this Hubble image came to mind, along with Carl Sagan’s booming voice. It shows about 10,000 galaxies. (Not planets, galaxies!). This version of The Universe seems far away, immense, cold and unreachable. Something way bigger than me that is hard to comprehend. Like it’s out there somewhere, but not available to a tiny speck like me.

NASA Hubble 10,000 Galaxies
Image credit: NASA, ESA and the HST Frontier Fields team (STScI), Acknowledgement: Judy Schmidt)

One friend was writing a heartfelt email where she was musing about what was going on at her end of the world. It had been a difficult year. At the end of a sentence she used the phrase “Everything is the Universe.” It struck me like a ton of bricks, in a way that got me thinking. We usually say it the other way around—The Universe is everything. Turning that phrase around opened me up wide and put me on my head. When I heard it said that way, my thoughts were of my immediate surroundings, something tangible I can see, smell, hear, sense and interact with. Everything as the universe means it is inside of me first and foremost. You are the Universe and so am I. The penny has dropped.

Another friend was replying to an email where I was conflicted about an ongoing problem. I wrote to her, “The Universe is sending me signs to stop doing XYZ.” She said, “Oh Patty, the Universe is IN you! You ARE the Universe! These are signs and message from you that you need to listen to.” Put that way, it makes much more sense to me. Again it brings The Universe right here in the palm of my hand, right here in my heart. I can examine it, and look at it.

These realizations lead me to several other insights. I have a new center I can act from. It puts the Universe as me at the center of things. I am no longer cowering under the thousands of galaxies above me. The Universe and my higher self are all here and available to me. Always have been. I am a co-creator and at my own center of the Me-Verse. It’s freeing and powerful at the same time. You are a big part of The Universe, part of the woof and weft. And so is everyone and everything else! We are all connected to everything.

With this new Universe as You realization, past lessons come boldly to light and you may laugh at what you went through. You marvel at your actions before the light dawned. It may have seemed that you muddled through, but now you can see things differently. You did enormously well! Look at how you solved that problem and grew from it. My marriage was horrible, yet it was the biggest teacher of my life. I am deeply indebted and grateful for the experience. It changed me from head to toe, from inside out. Comfort yourself with the idea that Spirit grows through us and how we deal with our experiences. We are incredible co-creators indeed!

Between 1990 and 1993 the Hubble was having focusing problems and images were fuzzy and out of focus. I adopted the phrase “things are getting all Hubbly” to mean something was out of focus. All my pondering of The Universe phraseology was rattling around in my head becoming clearer. I have dumped the phrase “The Universe” and I now say “The Me.” The lines of division between everything melt and there is a feeling of oneness. Things are coming into focus, I’m seeing it closer, clearer, less Hubbly.

Note: The books I am currently reading that have helped things come into focus are: a re-reading of The Power of Now, by Eckhart Tolle. Falling into Grace: Insights on the End of Suffering, by Adyashanti, and a newsletter and articles by a shamanic place in New Mexico called The Power Path. The latest article I read is on Opening the relationship with your higher self.

Comments are welcome. “Likes” tell me someone is listening. Love and Light, Patty

2019 came early with a big push

Before the holidays I decided to have my ceiling in the living room worked on. I had originally planned to have that done in January, but felt the intuitive nudge to get it done earlier. I had a local contractor come in and put up my new tin ceiling. It’s gorgeous! That meant that my beautiful new Balsam Hill Cadillac of Christmas trees would have to be stuffed into my bedroom. I had just received it and it was a big splurge. 

When the ceiling work was finished four days before Christmas, I was excited to finally be able to move and decorate my tree! When I finally got it all decorated and looking awesome, there was a bit of a letdown. I don’t know what it was. The tree looked like the best one I’d ever had. But something was off. Later I realized what was happening. The energy felt different. 2019 energy was moving into my presence with great urgency. I took the tree down the day after Christmas, when normally I keep it up for weeks. I felt 2019 pushing into my life with great urgency. I had never experienced this before. But I am more aware and sensitive to energies than in the past. 

During the Christmas break I had 11 days off. I was looking forward to get out and about. However I was sick for the first five days. It felt like all of 2018 was stuck in my head, stuffing it to maximum. Then moving into my throat and into my lungs. Ugh. This sucked. It made me slow down, and if you have read my other posts, you’ll know I was given many signs to slow down. Slow way down. Slower yet. Okay this was the last push to get me to be still for 2018. 

Part of slowing down is being able to see and sense things that I would otherwise not see. If you go too fast, you miss things. Imagine going by a lovely country road with fields of flowers. If you zoom by you miss the butterflies dancing on the blossoms, the rabbit hiding in the bracken, and the birds as they flit about. You miss that lovely feeling, delightful scene, and gentle energy. Same goes for any activity in life. My slowing down was for a reason that would benefit me. 

After I recovered, I was anxious to get up the mountain to a small community. I felt the urge to meet new people, and do new things. I was stoked to have five days remaining to do this! Then an actual honest-to-God blizzard struck New Mexico. I had snow in my yard for two weeks, and I have never had snow for more than two days. I could not get out of my driveway for the rest of my vacation. That really bummed me out, but what can I do? Timing to move out of my normal social circles is not there yet. I decided to enjoy my alone time, the rare snow, and have fun with my animals, who loved romping in the snow.

In my convalescence I started watching Marie Kondo’s show with her unique KonMari method of organizing. Her methods are Zen centric, gentle, and effective. Very Spirit based. I was able to get rid of many things that did not suite me anymore. The trunk of my car was full of bags of clothing and items to take to charity. I even decided to sell my glass bead making studio contents. For me this will be a big letting go. But I feel elated that someone else will have as much fun as I had over the years. Everything is energy and everything holds energy. Let something out of your life and make way for the new! Finally I was able to let go of something I had not done for ten years, and it felt great. 

2019 wanted to come in early, and for me it did. I live my life by intuition and pay attention to those urges. But I know not everything goes my way. Spirit guides us in mysterious ways. I’ve got it down to a fine art, where I can tell what the energy is directing me to do. I would not live any other way. I did not want to be stuck in my house for 11 days, and I did not want to slow down. But I did as I felt directed. For some reason the last of 2018 energy was settling in, saying goodbye and leaving. Then 2019 came in with a burst of energy, before the new year even started! Pay attention to your intuition, dreams, and nudges from Spirit. Living your life this way is very freeing, feels genuine, and has many surprises in store. I have a feeling 2019 is going to be a great year!

Comments are welcome. Likes tell me someone is listening. Love and Light, Patty.

Animals as teachers show me the way

This year I took nine month’s worth of intensive classes in Animal Communication from a leader in the field. It exceeded my expectations, and I enjoyed every minute of it. Animals are here to teach and support us in a myriad of ways that go beyond the obvious. They come to teach us, to help us. And they give unconditional love. In every single reading, the communication from the pet is to help and guide the human to overcome something, or to notice something about themselves. It’s never that the pet needs help. Much so the other way around. That was the most surprising thing I learned from the course, through first-hand experience. 

I have noticed lately, since I decided to be much more social and get myself out in the community, my animals are going beyond their own social boundaries as well. It’s a way of saying “See! This is easy. Watch me!” My worry about socializing, especially looking for a compatible partner at my age, is scary. I am determined to get myself out more. I have to, or I will spend the rest of my life alone. Although, that does not sound too bad. Being single has many rewards but I feel a big nudge to change. I don’t want that Cosmic 2×4 on my head again! Nudges are important to follow up on.

I had a good friend stay with me for eight days recently and I learned about harmony. I wanted her to stay for a lot longer because it was so fluid. That time spent together was lovely and natural. If I want this type of lovely fluid relationship, I know I’ll never find someone, nor they me, if I don’t get out of my home more. Lately I have been out to local cafe’s and bakeries, art galleries, shops, and spa’s that are a 23 minute journey north in a cute little mountain town. I’ve been ignoring that town for a while and suddenly it’s coming into focus. This is good progress for me, the monk-like luddite. It helps that my work schedule has me at home more, making me want to get out more.

Lucy my goose friend of 15 years has been on her own since her companions went the way of the coyote last year. A neighbor offered me several of her lovely lady chickens. Five to be exact. Now understand that chickens are not perfect companions for a goose, but they are company. I find Lucy wants to go inside her pen more and more during the day when I’m home. Probably to visit with the girls after her morning bath outside. A week later a new neighbor moved in next door. The next day I let Lucy out only to see her stop in her tracks, stunned. We both stood there with our mouth/beak hanging open, surprised. Next door we could see the outline of four lovely geese! One was an Africa Gray, the same breed as Miss Lucy. I could not have wished for anything better. They saw us and honked greetings. Yahoo for gooses! Now Miss Lucy has company of her own at home and next door. Her world expanded in the space of a few days. 

My friends are making the effort to come out my way and connect with me more. I never dreamt this would happen and it makes my heart sing! On my birthday I will be escorted to a local hot springs by two friends, who’s company I crave, weather permitting. I almost always spend my birthday alone, because it is between Christmas and New Years. Everyone is broke, has eaten too much, doesn’t want to shop for one more gift, and is tired of all the festivities. No one wants to go out to celebrate anything! Anyone else with a birthday around this time of year knows what I’m talking about. Not only am I getting out and about more, but people are coming to me. Things are starting to bubble because of my desire and action through the law of attraction regarding being more social and broadening my scope.  

The beginning step to getting out of one place and into another is changing  your inner vibration. I’ve been somewhat reluctantly getting myself out of the cocooning vibe. That’s a bit hard because it saved my life and it feels comfy in here! But it’s time to make a move. I can feel that nudge to expand. In order for things to manifest, you have to feel and be the vibration of what you are wanting. I am wanting to be more social, to be available. That’s a big leap, but as the saying goes, fake it till you make it.

Cochise sitting at the feet of my friend Faye. Quietly together.

The most ardent excuse I keep making anyone coming to my house is my dog Goat Cheese (Cochise). He has been super protective of me from day one and only lets one other person near him, the man who raised him. When my friend came to visit for eight days I had been afraid he would present a problem. My friend is wise and knew exactly how to treat him. By ignoring him totally, he gentled to her quickly. We had a relatively quiet and peaceful visit with people and dogs. I was absolutely amazed and it taught me a lot about how wrong my expectations were regarding my dogs behavior. I was worried I needed to take him to classes, or a dog whisperer. As my friend left after our vacation, she said to me “It’s the person, not the dog.” 

The biggest lesson my animals gifted me was when I had a contractor come to my home, with his dog in tow. He brought his black lab, Bear, at my request. Bear is a larger dog than my two, by gentle and friendly. I was afraid Goat Cheese would attack Bear. But Goat Cheese’s introduction to Bear was uneventful and even a bit friendly. What? Is this the same dog that won’t let anyone near me? Good lord changes are happening, and fast! Almost immediately Goat Cheese became one of the gang playing with Bear and being a normal dog. Goat Cheese, my other dog Gypsy, and Bear, all three hanging out and socializing. I could not believe my eyes. They all played till they slept! I thought this would never happen, ever. My animals showed me my fears regarding someone else not fitting into my life are unfounded and baseless. They showed me through their actions, a new relationship can blossom into a nice life with a special someone way faster than I expect they might. 

Thinking about the lessons my animals had showed me, I realized I have been worried for no good reason. Or that the acid test— Goat Cheese’s reaction about a new person in my life—would be a huge hurdle. This heartens me to think that it might be easy to have someone come into my life, and me into his, and things might be A-okay. I thought this change of mind and heart for me would take months if not longer. My animals, wise beings that they are, showed me it was possible in an instant! I am always amazed and humbled at what my animals show me and teach me, by their own actions and wisdom. They have shown me my heart is opening and that new connections are possible, and might be a little bit fun too. 

Happy New Year and Merry Christmas everyone!

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