In Memory of My Beloved Taz

photo_2019-02-11_10-36-42My friend Katie stopped by one day almost 20 years ago for a visit.  Our visits were quite long as she is totally deaf and we communicated mostly with her perfect ability to lipread and my limited ability to use sign language.  She taught me the sign for cat and insisted that I needed one in my life.  I told her I was okay with it but would need to check with Ken who was my husband at the time.  It didn’t take much convincing and we were off to be introduced to a litter of kittens.  One little solid black kitten in particular caught my attention and kept coming up to me, rubbing up against my legs.  There were so many to choose from, all adorable and very friendly.  As I held the tiny kitten and felt her soft purr, that was it for me.  I knew she was mine just as I was hers.  It was more of a reunion for us.  We took her home and started the process of giving her a name.  She was so very tiny and one of the most playful kittens I have seen, very happy to have our full attention.  One thing she loved to do was chase her tail.  She could go so fast as she chased the elusive tail that she looked like a black tornado – or a Tasmanian devil.  We called her Taz and it seemed to be just perfect as she did her whirling and tail-chasing daily.  I was working from home and had an office where I spent most of my days.  She wanted to be with me, so I got a shoe box and put it on my desk, which she fit in perfectly.  This was how we spent many many days, Taz and I.  She made me laugh with her antics and I gave her loads of love strokes.

As the years went on our family grew with the addition of Gizmo, a Main Coon cat, Patsy Kline who was a stray, and our darling token canine Ali.  We moved several times much to their dismay – cats and cars just do not mix.  In Arizona, both Patsy and Ali decided it was time to move on, both in the same year.  That year was devastating for me.  And then there were two – Taz and Gizmo.  They have been together for close to 19 years, insanely different in personalities but always there for the other if they think something is wrong.

Sometime over the weekend I suspect that Tazzie suffered a stroke.  She has never had a problem vocalizing that she is hungry.  For such a tiny cat she can eat three times what Gizmo eats and he is huge.  This morning, however, she didn’t get up out of her bed and was not interested in eating.  I let her rest but kept an eye on her.  Eventually, she walked to the bathroom but was dragging one leg behind her.  When she didn’t come out for awhile, I checked on her and found her laying in the litter box. I have known for awhile that she has been declining in health but this was the sign I had asked her to give me that it was time to let her go.  I picked her up and held her close, sitting with her and assuring her that it was okay to leave.  I sent mental images to her of when she was young and helped her to see how much she means to me.  I held her close to my heart so she could feel my heartbeat.  I asked the angels to help her as she makes her transition from her physical body to go join her sisters, Ali and Patsy, and told her that I know I will see her again.  This little princess, who reminds me of an Egyptian royal cat, is getting ready to leave me and I am a total wreck over it.  She is my child, my joy, my constant companion.  How do I even express what she means to me?  It’s impossible.  There will be a hole in my heart and an emptiness in my life without her. I connected with my ex-husband and let him say goodbye to her.  She was his little girl also.  She would greet him at the door and always showed such beautiful affection to him. We have both been blessed by this little angel.

I wrote that yesterday.  This morning at 9:55 Taz passed peacefully as I held her in my arms.  Fly high little angel.

The Gold Mine

VortexLanding  We are told that the key to success lies in the mind.  It is our gold mine and we can tap into anything we need to know if we are open to listening and learning.  We have the ability to travel anywhere we want with just our mind, be successful, rule universes, anything we desire.  Are these just “dreams” or are they reality on parallel dimensions?  Think deliberately and with purpose about how this makes you feel.  Do you resonate with it?  Do you think it is just woo-woo mumbo jumbo?  Ask your heart if there is any reality to it.  Your heart will never lie to you but be open to the answer when you get it!

For so long man has thought that this is the only reality – what is before and around us, what we can see, touch, feel.  The reality is that we really do not know, do we?  Science is now affirming what metaphysics has been saying all along, that there are other dimensions besides 3D, that everything has energy, and on and on.  Opening up our minds and inviting the thoughts to flow is scary for some but freeing for others.  It is really a matter of perspective.  Just as we can disagree about what tastes good and what is repulsive, there is no wrong or right.  There just is and it is in that is-ness that we let in some light.  The more light we let in, we can begin to follow it and open new doors, have new experiences, find the gold mine.  I choose that.  I’ll have more of that, please.

Guardians

Guardian imageThere is an energy moving through you, around you, traveling ever outward and upward as if being drawn by a magnet.  Indeed, you feel the pull.  You sometimes want it to slow down as the feeling it brings is so intense.  What is this, you ask.  I am not ready, you say.  Your heart is pounding, your ears are ringing, and still the energy swirls around you and will not be denied.  You are on a path that is familiar and unfamiliar all at once.  A part of you is remembering who you are, why you came here in this lifetime, and where you are returning to.  While this can be disconcerting if you let it, it is also what you chose, what you agreed to before you even came here.  Your path is no ordinary path.  There are twists and turns that reveal truth, that signal universal change.  You feel this change in you and you empathize with those who are experiencing it with you.  You are a Guardian.  Your way has not been an easy one this lifetime out of necessity; it helps you understand and strengthens you for what lies ahead.  You have overcome your dependence on your physical senses and now are able to use your elevated state to observe, to hear, to feel, to know the truth.  It is time to learn what love really is, Beloveds, and to understand it within both your heart space and your mind.  Love is the very essence of life that gives birth to consciousness.  The vibrational frequency of love will actually form an aura extending from the body, bathing you in a soft white light.  As we begin to understand the message of love we will find ourselves attracting to us other individuals that form a collective whole, all vibrating on the same frequency.  The collective consciousness of humanity can only be changed by love, the ultimate cause which gives rise to all other vibrations. Raising the level of consciousness of humanity is the ultimate plan for peace and must be done through a new understanding of love.  You are a Guardian.  Let this message of love sit in your heart space and travel upward to the chakras above the heart.  Absorb it and as you do, you will find that layers of old thought patterns will be peeled away as this new revelation opens your remembrance of who you are and you will find your why.

Channeled message 10/16/17

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Flying

carolina-skies-webI believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky.  Do you remember the first time you heard those words in that song?  It goes on to say, “If I can see it, then I can be it. If I just believe it, there’s nothing to it.”  I channeled a message yesterday from a friend who crossed over recently.  He described the freedom he felt away from the limitation of the human body as flying.  He said with enthusiasm, “I can fly!”  I could feel his elation and I actually felt it in my body.  He was giving me a little glimpse of what it was like to be in the spirit realm, no longer tethered by a physical body.  Just as I was in awe with tears at what I was feeling, he was amazed that he was able to communicate in this way with those he left behind.  His sweet gentle soul had the same feel as when he was on earth – loving and kind, accepting of everyone.  He wanted us all to feel that love from him and it came through in a tremendous way.  Fly high my sweet friend.  I’m sure we will hear from you again!

Believing we can do something is the seed to actually begin doing it.  I believed I could write a book and then when I held it in my hand for the first time, I remembered that first thought I had of creating it.  Thoughts become things.  It is how we are able to put one foot in front of the other – we believe we can.  We test it out, yep there’s one step and then oh look another.  Then before you know it we are walking, running, skipping, hopping.  It all starts with a belief and a desire.  Whatever it is that you are wanting to create, keep that thought foremost in your mind – If I just believe it, there’s nothing to it.  What will you create today?  I love you!  Namaste