I am not the one who crazy people go to for help, I am the one that normal people need when the world around them is going insane

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Firsts – one of many

Why is it sometimes some things stick in our memory and not others.

I saw on Facebook the other day that a neighbour of ours that I remember fondly from Spencer Road was having a birthday as one of her daughter’s had posted. It was wonderful to see a recent photo of her as it was just how I remember her, she hasn’t changed at all, and to be able to pass on birthday wishes meant so much.

So what is this particular memory that popped up? Well. It was the day my dad died. Which I find strange as it was 45 years ago. So why now? Who knows but just maybe it needs talking about.

You see Dad had been in hospital for maybe, days, weeks, even months at this stage, and being a kid it all blurred in to one so I’m really not sure how long it was. All I know is he wasn’t at home and hadn’t been for what seemed like forever. That one particular morning we were all woken up by the phone ringing and mum dashed downstairs to answer it, it must have been early as we were all still asleep which wasn’t normal for me as I was usually awake from 6ish each day, to my mother’s dread, as still even today, my eyes open and I start talking! I will never forget the colour of that phone either for the rest of my days, it was a cream and beige brown one with the number dial on the front and the handle sat in the cradle at the top. Moments later she called my older brother downstairs and it all went quiet. It was only then us 2 girls were called down and you know, when you just know it’s not good, each step on the way down was in slow motion, so unreal in so many ways, it felt as though I floated down each and every step, already numb against the shock that was to come.

My mind has then gone blank. I don’t remember being told, I don’t remember who sat where and I don’t really remember what happened next. Until I know I was going to call for my best friend at the time, for school who just happened to be in the same class as me, and her mum answering the door instead of her. Somehow I knew her mum had to go sit with my mum as we were going to school and mum would be on her own until we came home at lunchtime, but I don’t know if I was told to ask her or not, I just knew I had to do it. So I asked her to go see mum as we set off down the road to school, as you do as an 8 year old with not a care in the world, or so it seemed. Luckily we only lived a few hundred yards away from our school and used to run up and down the snickets to get there so we didn’t have to walk near the busy road. That bit makes me chuckle as it was the early 1970s and not many people owned a car so you can just imagine how not busy the roads were compared to today’s. And yes I’m showing my age here but to an 8 year old, roads were dangerous and we couldn’t run near them but we could run free down the backs of the houses.

The school morning must have been the same as any other as again it is a blank. That is until lunchtime. You see, that year in junior school we had the nicest teacher ever. Miss Forward. I’ll never forget her as she was one of those teachers who really cared. She left a long lasting impression on me as to what a teacher should be like for the rest of my school days. Everyday as I left to come home for lunch, I would have to walk past her desk, as my seat was in the middle of the centre row, and she would quietly ask me ‘how is your dad today?’ Every day I would reply ‘fine thanks’, but not this day. I remember I stopped, looked her square in the face and replied, ‘he died this morning’ and just walked off, and headed home for my lunch. When I look back now, what a shock I must have given her. I know I said the words in such a matter of fact way it took all of my strength to say those dreaded words without crying and then I just tootled off. But i don’t know why I knew I hadn’t to cry. Instinct, who knows. I often wonder if she needed something stronger than a cup of tea that lunchtime.

And I’ll be totally honest. The rest of the day is in a blurr and I don’t remember anything. I guess even as a child we have coping mechanisms that kick in without even realising

Yes, looking back this was a devastating day for me, as my life changed dramatically from then on, but as they say out of ever sadness comes a joy and I strongly believe without the kindness of Miss Forward, the fabulous neighbours that we had then and the closeness of dad’s family I wouldn’t be who I am today. And that is what I am so thankful for.

One thing I would change if I could is that I wish death had been spoken about more openly in our house. I know I certainly didn’t understand the impact that day would have on me for the many years to come. And, as an 8 year old didn’t know what death meant.

I know it’s not an easy subject to discuss but it happens to us all at some point and it goes on around us every single day. It’s inevitable, it’s part of life. Please let’s start to be open about what it means to us and what ee believe happens, open up our emotions especially, with our kids, with our loved ones. I would hate to think any other child were going to spend years lost and searching for what was missing, as I did.

The day of dad’s funeral is another day entirely that sticks in my memory but that’s another tale for another day, when I’m feeling brave enough.

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Have to Want to

Why is it when we want to do something it is so much easier than when we have to? Today I will change everything I have to do, to a want to do, and see how my day goes. 

Fancy joining me in doing the same?

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What is it that makes us sad?
What can we do to lift our spirits?

So often i see a client for a mediumship reading who has lost their nearest and dearest and can see as well as feel their sadness. I spent many years living my life this way when my dad passed to spirit. Sadness all around with no way to move it on. It was only when i went for my very first reading with a medium and received messages from dad that i began to mentally heal. Messages come in many versions and was told that i would also be sharing words from spirit and that would be my healing. Guess what, it was.

I cannot ever imagine my life being as it was now. What a turn around and each and every day i say thank you with a smile on my face. I am so grateful to be able to share my gifts and bring words and memories back to life from our loved ones who have taken their transistion.

If you need to put a smile back on your face go find what it is that lifts your sadness and brings you total happiness.

Opinions

Why is it some of those around us have to give their negative opinion on everything we do in our lives? Whether it relates to work, home, family or friends they have to have their say.

Why do they struggle to just let us do and think as we do without forcing their ideals on us.

What makes them think they have such control over us? Do they think they are genuinely helping us or are they just interfering in our lives because they can.

And, the worst part is if we don’t agree, or follow what they think is best for us, they are often offended.

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Who gives them the right to do this to us? Sadly we do.

Why can we not stand up and just say ‘thanks but no thanks’?

Do you think we are too soft and don’t want to offend anyone?

Now don’t get me wrong often we ask for someones opinion or advice and that is fine, we asked for it and we should be grateful and open minded enough to listen and consider what is given. I am talking today about the ones who try to dominate our lives from their perspective.

So what do we do if we find ourselves in this position. It’s not easy just to walk away from these people as they are often an integral part of our lives.

If you have any suggestions that we can share between us all then please comment so everyone can read. You never know we may just be able to help someone who is struggling with this issue.

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Once we find the solution that is best for us to remove this negativity from our lives, we can experience the most profound healing experience.

Reiki Share Open to all Reiki Healers

This wonderful band of reiki healers meet on the first Wednesday of the month, each and every month. This night is open to anyone who is reiki attuned. It doesn’t matter what level you are at, male or female, we all heal for the greater good of us all.

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The aim of the evening is to start by sending healing energy to wherever it is needed throughout the world before we all share on each other. We generally spend a good couple of hours together. We meet at 7.30 and generally finish by 9.30pm. And, all this just for £5 a person.
If you would like more information before comimg along to join us, please get in touch

Healthful Healing Group http://meetu.ps/2Tfxyc

Reiki Share Open to all Reiki Healers

Do you do reiki healing?
Would like to get into your reiki again but don’t know how or where?
Would you like to meet others who think the same way you do?
Would you like to be able to ask as many questions as you wish about your healing in a safe and comfortable environment?
Would you like to recieve as well as give reiki healing to some lovely people?

If you can answer yes to any one of these questions then you need to come and join us.

Our wonderful little group welcomes in many on a regular or adhoc basis for healing. We are open to anyone joining in as long as you are currently reiki attunded. Nobody worries about how much knowledge or experience you have, or what level you are currently at. We are all different in our own way but work together for the good of us all.

Healthful Healing Group http://meetu.ps/2R2z0k

Instagram

A lady today  suggested I started using instagram to promote myself and show pictures of exactly what I do. In her words ‘words don’t always cut it with you healing people when trying to describe what you do.’ Good job I am not easily offended and this I can fully understand as even I struggle sometimes to explain what happens when people come to see me.

I am new to all this social media so no doubt it will keep me quiet for awhile whilst I get used to all the buttons and knobs to press and cameras to use. Hubby will be pleased if something keeps me quiet.

So, if you are on instagram also, come and give me a shout. Would be lovely to connect and share photos with you.

You can find me at instragram.com/healthfulheals

 

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