Category Supernal Living

Nov 18 2011

The Supernal Approach to Birth & Death

Entering and exiting life isn’t easy. Learning to work with the Ever-Flowing Streams :Tapping Into Healing Energy can make the journey smoother.

As my daughter, Sara, neared the delivery of her first child three years ago, we made sure I arrived in St. Louis a few days before her due date. A few days turned into three weeks. The final stages of pregnancy are a trial–uncomfortable in every way. Images of beached whales come to mind. Aching back, swollen legs, internal plumbing challenges, false contractions. Ugh. Sara was grateful for her mama’s healing hands. Back and foot rubs, soothing essential oils and energy treatments got her through.

“Mom,” she has said, “I’m so grateful you were there during those last days.” I was in the delivery room, too, sending energy into every contraction of a 27 hour labor. Of course, the prize was well worth it. Our darling, Will, is the light of our lives.

Exiting life can also require much caregiving. The worth of sending healing energy is beyond measure. Both my parents had long goodbyes. Their dining room was transformed into a hospice room, complete with a hospital bed and walker. During one week of 2007, my Dad charged through the stages of dying laid out in the hospice pamphlet. Despite morphine and growing weakness, he exhibited obvious pain by thrashing and calling for help. I was an energy worker on the front lines.

Interestingly, I used the same techniques to usher him out of the world–foot rubs, essential oils, energy treatments–as I used to coax my grandson into life.  At the height of Dad’s discomfort, I stood at his head and prayed calming energy into his body until he quieted into sleep. I’m grateful that I had been shown the tools of energy work and prayer to ease him through the passage. My husband and I watched Dad take his last breaths in the home he had loved for so long. His spirit appeared to float out of his lips and towards heaven.

In a few months, I look forward to welcoming Will’s little sister into this world. There are bound to be plenty of back rubs and energy treatments for her mama before delivery day. The wheel of life will continue when Little Sister takes that first gulp of air and begins her earthly journey.

I can hardly wait to show her life as a grand Supernal Adventure!

Read more about incorporating proactive prayer and energy work into your daily life in Ever-Flowing Streams: Tapping into Healing Energy. Paperback version available at Lulu.com http://bit.ly/1ad01q7   ebook at Amazon http://amzn.to/HSovEs

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Nov 8 2011

Soul Families

Soul families. An interesting concept. Through years of metaphysical reading, the idea pops up time and again. Not only are we eternal souls having a human experience (that old saw); we are part of soul families who often incarnate together. There are certain people you meet and feel you have known them forever, and, well—you have.

Think about it—aren’t there a few people in your life with whom you share a special bond? No matter how much times goes by between visits, you are comfortable together and intimate conversation is effortless. Maybe you had a some-enchanted-evening sort of meeting where you instantly recognized them across a crowded room. And I’m not talking necessarily about a romantic connection.

One such person in my life is Thom. Our mothers worked together at General Motors years before we were born. We met in the third grade. I have a clear memory of him pushing a spelling test in my direction to help me with the word “since.”

 In high school we had many classes together and happily became Drama Freaks. One show after another. White shoe polish in our hair playing old people. Me in a buck skin shirt dressed as Calamity Jane singing duets with his Wild Bill Hickok. Private jokes. We bought season tickets to the best shows in Los Angeles and saw Angela Lansbury, Katherine Hepburn, Debbie Reynolds, Lauren Bacall, Liza Minelli—live! Romance was never in the cards, so we didn’t have to break each other’s hearts as a rite of passage. We were just the best of friends.

After high school we went our separate ways, but always kept in touch. He became a flight attendant. I ended up in Oklahoma, married, and raised my family for thirty years. Somewhere in the early 80’s, we lost touch. The faithful birthday and Christmas cards from him stopped. My cards were returned addressee unknown. Life was busy, but as time went by, I became convinced Thom must have perished in the AIDS epidemic. Other friends hadn’t heard from him either and had drawn the same conclusion. The thought of Thom enduring the stages of AIDS made me exceedingly sad, but I tucked Thom into the recesses of bygone days.

Except in my dreams. Over the course of the next twenty-five years I had recurring Thom Dreams. They were always different, yet similar. I would suddenly be in a room and see Thom. Usually he was unfolding clothes from a suitcase.

I’d walk up to him, over-joyed and then highly irritated. “You’re alive! Where have you been? Why haven’t I heard from you? We all thought you were dead!”

He never replied. Usually he stood still, maybe a bit puzzled, and totally ignored me. One especially vivid dream featured a bank of windows looking out over the night line of a big city, fully lit and breathtaking. The room had two beds.

Years went by between dreams, but they always startled me out of my sleep and were unusually memorable.

Fast forward to December 2006. By then, I had met Helen, my Reiki therapist, seen Paula healed from an incurable disease, been attuned, anointed and what have you. The Supernal Adventures were well under way. (See EVER-FLOWING STREAMS).

Helen is also a certified Akashic Records reader (that’s a story for another day). Sue had an appointment to have her records read. The day before the appointment, I had another Thom Dream. This time he was in a living room with white couches and potted plants tastefully lining the walls. I went into the same rant—“We thought you were dead! Why haven’t I heard from you?”

I called Sue. “Listen, when you talk to Helen, ask her if Thom is dead or alive. This is driving me crazy!”

So Sue asked. Helen said, “I am sensing his energy and it isn’t the type of someone who has passed over. I think he’s still alive. But, he’s been far away.”

What??? We were so positive he was dead. Well, it took less than five minutes and a Google search to find him. We were both once again living in the LA area.

Through phone calls, Facebook, and emails we’ve been in contact, but life has been busy. Finally, last weekend we had a real reunion doing our favorite thing—going to the theater.

We talked and talked. Catching up, yet feeling that special no-time-has-passed connection.

Thom is part of my soul family. Those dreams? Perhaps astral projection to some hotel room where Thom was between flights?  Maybe. That’s fodder for another blog.

All I know is–once he was lost, but now he is found. Soul families? I am a believer.

Oct 8 2011

When Women Share A Vision

The Nobel committee got it right this year awarding  Ellen Johnson Sirleaf, Leymah Gbowee, and Tawakkul Karman the 2011  Nobel Peace Prize.  While the US was heading into a decade of war in 2001, the women of Liberia decided two decades of an insane, deadly power struggle was enough. Leymah Gbowee describes the poignant moment of decision in the excellent documentary, PRAY THE DEVIL BACK TO HELL . After she and her children ran for their lives, her little boy said he wanted a donut.

A donut. A simple request. An impossible request in a city torn apart by gun-toting fools.

Gbowee had a new vision that day, a vision of a peaceful Liberia, a vision of women leading the way. Change begins with one person’s vision, followed by determination and leadership. Like Betty Williams and Mairead Corrigan of Belfast, Ireland thirty years earlier, the women of Liberia came together and placed their country on a new path of peace. They even elected the first female African president, Ellen Johnson Sirleaf, who is sharing the prize.

Meanwhile, it is a woman, Tawakkul Karman, who is leading the Arab Spring in Yemen. She is not only taking on a repressive dictatorship, but a repressive culture. She is very much in the thick-of-it, currently living in a tent in the epicenter of the revolt in her country.

When women take a stand for peace, they can change the world. I pray Mexico might be next, or even Los Angeles!

Oct 6 2011

Steve Jobs, A Cautionary Tale

A couple of days ago, Sue and I got together for a Supernal Session. These are times we meditate, pray and send healing energy to people and the planet. Each session is an adventure. We never know what might happen. Sue is growing increasingly clairaudient—she hears messages or receives blocks of information. Sometimes we pass them on; sometimes they are cryptic and we wonder what we’re supposed glean from them. This week she received “As Within, So Without.” It came through almost as a chant, aswithin, sowithout over and over. When the session was over, we Googled the phrase. Turns out an ancient Greek poet named Hermessianex penned it about 3,000 years ago.

Huh. Interesting. Obviously a referral to manifesting and “creating your own reality” as the current lingo goes. So, why now the message? No clue.

Until last night. I watched the coverage of Steve Jobs passing, knowing a huge influence on all our lives had departed. CNN played a lengthy clip of his 2005 commencement speech. He speaks of the power of death—“Death is the very likely best invention of life. All pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure, these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important.” He also said he looked in the mirror  and asked him something to the effect “If this is my last day on earth, will I be spending my time doing what I think is truly important?” He said he asked himself that question every day and if the answer was “no” too many days in a row, he made a change in his activities.

Can you see how Steve Jobs set himself up for an eight year battle with pancreatic cancer? He imagined facing death every day. It was a motivational tool for him.

It ultimately became his reality. As Within, So Without.

Undoubtedly, the 2003 cancer diagnosis propelled Steve into action and changed our world with i-pods, i-phones, and i-pads.

But, it came at a high cost. A liver transplant is no walk in the park. Anti-rejection drugs can be debilitating. Only Steve and his family know the personal hell he walked through to keep his vision going. I wish someone had clued Steve in early on about the danger of his daily death battle. Surely there could have been some other powerful imagery to propel him to do great things.

So, Steve Jobs stands as a cautionary tale for me. A great visionary with the ability to manifest his best dreams and his worst fears.  As Within, So Without.

Sep 3 2011

Go on a Rampage of Appreciation

Ask and It Is Given: Learning to Manifest Your Desires A couple of weeks ago I was in the doldrums, caught in the grips of “stinkin’ thinkin’, as Zig Ziglar used to say. Getting nowhere fast and seeing my glass half-empty. I recalled the words of another guru, Wayne Dyer–“Change your thinking, change your life.” So, I trolled the Kindle spiritual books page and happened upon  Ask and It Shall Be Given: Learning to Manifest by Esther & Jerry Hicks. Originally published in 2004, I’d heard the CD version, but never read the book.

It is channeled material via a group of souls called Abraham, which elicits a scary boogey-man reaction from many people. Or as my husband calls it, “a lot of bu**%t.” However, living a Supernal Life makes such things no big deal whatsoever. It’s the information that is important. Is it worth considering?

Ask and It Shall Be Given has influenced the thinking and lexicon of the past decade. The Law of Attraction has become an industry in itself. Rhonda Byrne turned soundbites into The Secret, which is still a New Age top seller. Phrases like The Art of Allowing, Vibrational Set-Point,   and Overwhelment created a whole Abrahamic vocabulary to illustrate the Law of Attraction. Simplified it means, the thoughts you project out bring in the events of your life. Or, we all create our own reality.

Yeah, yeah, yeah you say. But, if you take the time to read the book, you’ll see yourself reflected. At least, I did. It has given me some tools to transform my stinkin’ thinkin’ into a Rampage of Appreciation. And, guess what? Better things have been coming my way. I received two calls “out of the blue” this week to improve  situations  that seemed dismal. Positive reviews have popped up about my books. Coincidence? I think not.

Globally, it seems to me there is epidemic “stinkin’ thinkin.” The stock market plunges on fear. The more everyone fears, the more it plunges. Companies don’t hire because they are afraid of the future. People are paralyzed in their fear. If you want to break out of that pack you might consider turning off your TV and turning the pages of Ask and It Shall Be Given. 

The subtitle of  is Learning to Manifest Your Desires. My Supernal friend, Sue, had an interesting realization about the subject. Listen in her own words on the latest pod cast at Supernal Friends on the Hello from Heaven Radio page. We named the episode “Sue’s Manifesting Epiphany.” She also talks about her increasing talent of clairaudience. Pretting interesting stuff!

Have a great Labor Day Weekend–

Dana

Aug 22 2011

Is there such a thing as “distance healing”?

Supernal Living Part III

One of my Supernal Friends, Paula, was healed of an “incurable” disease in 2005 (See Supernal Friends Page) and has gone on to learn and practice energy healing for others. In the past few months word-of-mouth referrals have kept her phone ringing. She rarely meets clients in person. She sends healing energy. A man called her, asked questions and paid for a session. She hung up the phone and did a healing session for him. A couple days later he called to apologize. The appointment had been a “setup.” He didn’t believe in distance healing and wanted to prove it to his girlfriend. Much to his surprise, his condition improved and he thought he owed Paula an apology.

 You can’t really blame the guy. The truth is energy healing is hard enough to buy when a practitioner is in the same room running hands near the physical body. But long distance? How can that be? That’s where multi-dimensional thinking comes in. Quantum physics identifies working in realms that are “non-local.” Electrons take a “quantum leap” from one place to another without actually moving through space. I can only conjecture, but distance healing really is no distance at all. The energy worker simply taps into a “non-local” dimension and is able to connect. It’s possible to train the mind to tap into information streaming in unseen dimensions and transmit healing energy.

 This is not anything new. The old word for it is “prayer.” Last week a boy, Dale Ostrander, was sucked out into the ocean off the shore of Long Beach, WA. He went under the water before the horrified eyes of his church youth group. They fell to their knees on the sand and prayed as the rescue workers recovered the “lifeless” body. People at the scene say he didn’t take a breathe for at least fifteen minutes. Once at the hospital, a faint pulse was found and Dale made a “miraculous” recovery. You can read the story and see pictures here. His parents are convinced the power of prayer is responsible for the saving of their son. I agree. The immediate tapping into the “Ever-Flowing Streams,” as I’ve dubbed them, and perhaps calling forth unseen helpers (angels? Holy Spirit?) seems as likely an explanation as any.

Ever-Flowing Streams devotes a section to the meeting of science and spirituality. Learn to tap into “non-local” healing energy through Supernal Living.