Energetic Balance and Harmony

Big Business

Today I went to a supermarket which is a part of a large Australian chain to stock up on  my staple food, Gingernut biscuits.  I have been to the same supermarket chain in numerous occasions for the same purpose, and often that is all I go in there to buy. I am happy with the Home Brand label variety, and they were less than $1.00 a packet so quite reasonably priced as well.

Having reared numerous children who were in the main big eaters, I was always aware of the prices I paid for items and would generally do a running total in my head so that there were not any nasty surprises at the check out

A few weeks ago, during the time of the Victorian Bush Fire appeal I commented to my husband that this particular chain of stores was offering to give the takings [presumably the profits] for the whole day, rather than another store from a rival chain which was promising 10% of their profits to the Victorian Bushfire appeal.

I was quite impressed with their generosity,  and decided to shop there more often.

A few days later having had visitors who also like Gingernut biscuits, I went to restock the pantry and noticed that the said biscuits had increased in cost by 20cents a packet, now 20 cents is not a lot in the scheme of things however it was over a 20% price increase which considering inflation and CPI indexing etc was quite a lot. However I like Gingernut biscuits, so other than commenting on the price difference to my husband it did not make a great deal of difference to me.

Today I went to the same supermarket chain and bought the same brand of biscuits again, and once again AND for the second time in three weeks the same brand of biscuits has increased in price again. Not as much as the last rise I must admit,  this one is about 6%, However that is a 26% price increase on the cost of a packet of biscuits in a three week period. So the home brand version of my favourite Gingernuts has increased from $0.89c to $1.15. in a short three week period.

Now the words daylight robbery come to mind, as does the greed of big business and I began to look at who was really supporting the Victorian Bushfire Appeal.

Was it the apparent generosity of the Supermarket Chain, or is the customer who shops there and who may not notice the regular increases in the odd item here and there, which over a large number of customers could well make up the donation to the appeal and more.

I personally will be sourcing another store to buy my Gingernut biscuits from now on, and the well known ‘W’ chain will lose out on my custom.

I could ask is this an isolated case, or have other supermarket chains done the same thing? Not having shopped anywhere else for the same item I do not know, however I would urge everyone to be aware of the costs of what they buy, and if needs be shop around.

Peace Love and Light

Sheila

The Computer

The Computer, a strange title for a blog perhaps, and especially as this is my second blog in less than 24 hours as well. So why am I writing about ‘The Computer’?

Well, computers and I are not great friends! There I have said it, and it is not to disparage the computer, that may well come later, it is my lack of understanding of ‘just how it works’.

I can talk reasonably intelligently about what is inside the ‘box’, even if it is by relating it back to things I understand, for example the processor speed to me is the same as the motor in a car . So it is a 4 cylinder, a 6 cylinder or even a V8. Now from past experience this does not always go down well with Computer Buffs [having lived with one some time ago] however it works for me. And I can replace my own CD Burner including setting the Master/ Slave ? pins so I do have an understanding of the physical workings.

However WHEN you go to work with this conglomerate of electrical parts which make up this to me ‘magical’ system, and no matter how often I have been told that it is merely a glorified calculator, to me it has a mind of its own!!!

So one of my biggest time wasting exercises is with the program known as My Documents. They were MY Documents until they went into the maw of this monster, who chooses whether they are edible or not, and I am sure munches happily on the ones which taste good.  When I go to find them, they have apparently disappeared leaving NO trace.

Now computer literate people will tell me that this is just not possible, that they are there and that I just need to go to the Search component and put in what I am looking for. ‘Sooo Easy Sheila’

Now for computer literate people that may be so, However this is me we are talking about, I am normally very logical, until it comes to computers.

So I will give you an example. I decided a few days ago to begin my long overdue Masters thesis, I had hummed and hawed over a couple of topics for some time, and put it on ‘hold’ until I actually decided.

So having made the decision, I created a word document to put my research notes into and saved it in My Documents. That is when it ceased to become MY Document. Did it taste good and the computer eat it? Probably not, the logical explanation is what did ‘I’ call it?

I looked under Thesis, No, that was my format for setting it up and having it ready to print.

Reincarnation, the subject I had chosen, not a sign

Masters, ditto, nothing there either

Sedona University, nah,

I then put fingers to keyboard and wrote a poem about the computer, at least that alleviated some of the stress.

Coffee break, and a chat with two good friends who are staying with me about MY Documents, and the situation became even more complicated, I was asked which drive I had saved it in?? ‘Drive’ to me  is some thing I do when I get behind a steering wheel in a car.! Had a done a word search? Well that would help if I remembered the words I used, and many of them that could be possible would bring up numerous listings for me.

So I decided I would write. Not about not about the myriad things I have saved in My Documents, all because they might be useful one day and the fact that they are the bane of my husbands life if he ever has to find anything on My Computer in My documents, [I know it takes all day to scroll through them, I do it regularly!] However about the fact that I am not computer literate a all, and my hope that in writing about my missing document might somehow jog my memory as to where I had put it or even what I had called it.

And thank you t did, the word University came to mind as I was typing just a few lines ago, now I hadnt got to the bottom of the list, that was an age away as I scrolled down, so it seems I filed my document under ‘University of Sedona’, not as I had previously thought ‘Sedona University’.

I will however share my computer poem with you, which may well give you a laugh.

My Computer

There it sits in a silver box

Its wily and cunning like a fox

It hides the things I have stored so well

And where they are it will not tell

My Masters thesis I did begin

I opened a file to put it in

Yet when I went to add to it

I couldn’t find it, not a bit

My Documents is where it was

How do I know? Well just becos’

That’s where they go those things to keep

Then some where they go off to sleep

But then to find them that’s the task

To remember the name is more of an ask

What did I call that idea true

That came to me straight from the blue

Scroll up and down and peer at the screen

Surely the name will then be seen

What did I call it? Think aloud

Why is my mind off in a cloud

The subject matter is that it

Why no its not, it doesn’t fit

So start again and recreate

For that document was surely ate

I am sure by the wily fox

Who lurks inside that silver box

Peace Love and Light

Sheila

Gratitude

Today a dear friend spoke to me of Gratitude, and I have just sent her a poem I channeled last year on the same subject.

So after our conversation I thought about gratitude, and what do I have to be grateful for:

Too many things to list, I would be here all day, and yet I would like to share some of them with you if I may. These are not in any level of importance, just as they come to mind.

Health, happiness, my children [numbering many], grandchildren, great grandchildren, [now almost 3]  parents, mine, theirs, good friends, colleagues, the special people in my life, spirituality, beautiful days, rain, rainbows, sadness for it allows me to experience the opposite of joy, mountains, clouds, waterfalls, sunshine, mist, trees, flowers, a smile from a stranger, a hug from a friend, letters which say I care, an unexpected call or visit, lying in bed listening to the rain on the roof, words-one of my passions, a walk with the dog,  a lazy river flowing by, silence, music, laughter, my twin flame who is my husband………

And on the list goes, how often I question do we acknowledge the things we appreciate in our life, or do we in our lives just take them for granted, forgetting in our ‘busyness’ that they are there.

So today I honour Gratitude, and may I wish you Gratitude also as you identify the special things in your life that you have to be grateful for.
Peace Love and Light

Sheila

Moving

When I wrote a few days ago I spoke of moving and packing, as well as letting go of the things we hold on to.

This month I have been fortunate to be a featured poet in a forum at Adlandpro, a Social Networking Site I belong to, and to ’showcase’ much of my poetry.

Having read the poems of the previous poet of the month, and being quite taken with one about his British heritage, I decided to write one of my own.

So here it is to share it with you

My Journey

Scots and Irish Welsh and Manx

For these I give my family thanks

Yet who am I what’s my description

Made up as I am of their encryption

Born in Britain, Motherland

Yet jungle and forest took me in hand

Until the dawn of my fourteenth year

And then Australia had a care

From then the West to the Apple Isle

Then to the mainland brought a smile

A move again, and further north

Grapes and wine then showed their worth

But home it called, red dust and heat

The feel of sand beneath the feet

But only for a little while

Then the Pyrenees they brought a smile

The trees and the gold of triangle deep

Brought peace and calm and restful sleep

Then back again to the Apple Isle

Just for a visit, yet stayed a while

Back again to the mainland true

Yet ready to move a time or two

Up to the bush, then back to the sea

And Jack the dog he came with me

Then came the man who stole my heart

Another state, a brand new start

Almost a year and then move again

For him the packing was a pain

A scant nine months to find the place

That brought a smile then to his face

The house that we will then call home

And hopes well he I will cease to roam.

Peace Love and Light

Sheila

The things we keep,

Many of the people who know me are aware that I like to move, house, state, and country over the years. I have become very good at packing, and seldom have a breakage of anything in the move.

Over the years I have disposed of and re-bought houses, furniture and the like, however the one thing I have seemed to have kept is paperwork.

Boxes of it, seriously. From time to time I throw a lot of it out, however it still accumulates, and almost seems to breed all on its own.

Last week I went through a box of receipts and bank statements, and by some judicious removing of statements from envelopes I managed to halve the contents of the box, quite a good job I thought.

Today I managed to compact three boxes into two, slowly and in some instances painfully as I decided which brochures, papers, cards and letters that I could really ‘do without’.

There are a lot of memories in some of those discarded items, the lady who approached me at a Mind Body and Spirit weekend and left me with her brochure. Old brochures of my own from places where I have worked in different states, phone numbers scribbled on the backs of envelopes, and messages on company letterheads. Some brought a smile, others a moment or two of remembrance of the person, or the situation.

Some things I hesitated about throwing away, and then made the supreme sacrifice of letting them go, after all how many copies of the one thing do I really need?.
Some of the things I found were treasures indeed, one was an importnat part of my realisations some years ago of how our bodies can be affected by other people, and as I was away from home and driving when I had the realisation, I pulled over and  scribbled my notes on a file divider for want of something else to write on.

This realization will be a great subject to write about another day, and yes I kept the file divider with my notes, even though they have long been typed into a computer file.

Until then

Peace Love and Light

Sheila

If it is to be, It is up to Me!

I was having a conversation with my husband Trevor this morning when he used the old adage of ‘If it is to be, It is up to me’. I haven’t heard that one in quite a while I must admit, and it set me to thinking, some thing quite honestly that isn’t hard to do. My mind has the capacity to take a word or a subject and ‘harry’ it like an dog with a bone.

So how often do we not do some thing because it goes into the ‘too hard basket’, or gets put to one side for ‘later’ or ‘another day’.? Is that laziness or disinterest, or even not enough time? I think not, I believe in many ways that it comes back to a simple four letter word which is FEAR.

If we take some information on Word History from Dictionary.com Unabridged, Based on the Random House Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2009.We find some interesting words which fit around fear, however it is the last sentence ‘Fear is first recorded in Middle English with the sense “emotion of fear” in a work composed around 1290′ that introduces Fear as an emotion.

‘Word History: Old English fǣr, the ancestor of our word fear, meant “calamity, disaster,” but not the emotion engendered by such an event. This is in line with the meaning of the prehistoric Common Germanic word *fēraz, “danger,” which is the source of words with similar senses in other Germanic languages, such as Old Saxon and Old High German fār, “ambush, danger,” and Old Icelandic fār, “treachery, damage.” Scholars have determined the form and meaning of Germanic *fēraz by working backward from the forms and the meanings of its descendants. The most important cause of the change of meaning in the word fear was probably the existence in Old English of the related verb fǣran, which meant “to terrify, take by surprise.” Fear is first recorded in Middle English with the sense “emotion of fear” in a work composed around 1290.’

So how does ‘Fear’ stop us from moving forward or achieving what we want/ need/ desire to do? I am sure most people have heard the description of Fear as ‘False Emotion Appearing Real’ and as a description that weighs in as a 3/10 or three out of ten for me, with 0 or zero being the lowest and 10 or ten being the optimal result, so not of a great value, yet many practitioners and the general public quote it all the time.

So what is Fear? I believe it is an emotional response to a known or unknown trigger or factor in our lives. It may be felt consciously, as in we are aware of it, or it may well be a subconscious memory from our ancestors which surfaces ‘basically uninvited’ and then has a ruling or possibly a detrimental effect on our lives.

So if we look at some types of fear, and there are many, they can be categorized into different brackets, eg personal fears, group fears, family of origin fears, learned responses, irrational fears, and so on.

I have a number that I openly own up to or admit, fear of heights, fear of water, my husband generally jokes about it not having soap in in in reference to my British heritage, fear of spiders, and fear of winding roads.

So how have I dealt with them over the years? Allowing that if it is to be it is up to me?

I have little by little worked with my fear of heights by climbing ladders, living in a two story house with stairs, looking out of high rise windows and so on, It doesnt mean that I like heights, just that I do not allow it to rule my life.

Water, well my early fears of water around aged  nine were a large swimming pool in Uganda where as a child with difficulties walking I was taken for some what would now be described as “Hydrotherapy’ exercises on a daily basis, and I would walk or hobble around that pristine pool with the sun shining on it and I would be convinced that there was ’something’ in the water that I couldnt see, and point blank refuse to get into it. Much bribery from my Mother resulted in my learning the very basics of swimming over the years and yet even now I cannot put my face in the water.

I have improved from being breathless and with a pain in my chest from one lap across [not down the length of a pool] some twenty years ago to being able to do the equivalent of ten laps across the pool just recently.

That included with the exception of one disastrous attempt some eight years ago of  some one attempting to teach me to snorkel at Bondi in Sydney which got as far as the mask clinging to my face. NO pool use at all for twenty years by the way, other than some brief hydrotherapy sessions, until my husband convinced me to go into the sea at Kurnell in Sydney last year. Since moving to Queensland and having a pool off the decking I have ‘played’ in the water rather than tried to swim, and for the first time in my life managed to float. Do I like it? Lets say I tolerate it, and use it as a way to cool down, a swimmer I doubt that I will ever be.

My fear of spiders is an ancient memory, locked deep within my cells, and much work has ensued to release those fears, I can now be in the same vicinity as a large spider without having a ‘melt down’ however it or I will need to leave the area ‘post haste’.

My fear of winding roads I needed to conquer some years ago when driving to spend Christmas with a dear friend who lives at Buxton in the Black Ranges of Victoria, just a few short kilometers from where the disastrous bush fires that have destroyed Marysville and much of the surrounding areas in the last few weeks.

Having driven up the highway to Healsville, I gaily kept driving through the Mystic Mountains until the road became narrower, more and more windy, the trees taller and the sheer drops steeper, and my breathing harsh and rasping as I fought my fear. There seriously is NO WHERE to turn around on that narrow two lane road, and if there had of been I would have been long gone back the way I came.

Arriving at Margaret’s I assured her it was only my love for her which had kept me going that twenty or so kilometers of the road from hell as I saw it. Since then I have driven the same road many times, always with a healthy respect for its turns and drops, and amazed at the speeding traffic, motor bikes which zip in and out around the cars, and especially at the fact that there are not more accidents on that stretch of road. Do I like that road NO, however I have conquered enough of my fear to allow me to travel it as it is the shorter route to visit my friend.

Having worked with Hypnosis for years I am well aware of the levels that fears can exist on, and I have in some early instances used self hypnosis techniques on myself, however the main results appear to have come from my own determination of ‘If it is going to be it is up to Me’. It has been MY decision that some thing needed to be done or need to change that has allowed me to move forward. Otherwise I would still be sitting in the same fears, on a deeper level of course.

So whether you choose to work on your own fears, seek the help of a qualified practitioner, or stay stuck in them is purely and simply up to you.

Remember that today is the first day of the rest of your life, and it only takes one step or one decision to move forwards.

Truly the ‘If it is to be, It is up to Me’ holds true in this instance.

Peace Love and Light

Sheila

The Unseen Factors which may Control our Lives 2

To those people who have read the first part of this blog I commend you on your thirst for knowledge and understanding, for those who have not read the previous blog may I suggest that you do so before reading this one as the foundation or basis of that which I will talk about is contained within it.

Now I said yesterday that I would explain how I  remove the things which may be holding you back, it is also important to understand how they may affect you and how to identify with them.

As a holistic practitioner and an avid researcher, much of my time is spent ‘brainstorming’ for want of a better word with my esteemed colleague Susan Ormsby. As I have said on many occasions previously Susan is the best sounding board I know, and together we achieve an amazing amount of work.

Much of our work is with cellular memory, and removing those unwanted or not needed memories which we may be carrying around with us, often unknown by or unnoticed by ourselves. It is to this purpose that the Sounds from Source programs have been developed to release cellular memory by using specific sounds and intention, in a simple yet powerful format.

So in working with the Unseen Factors which may Control our Lives, we as practitioners ask many questions and ‘look’ on many levels and by using Kinesiology or ‘muscle testing’  and either in person or by ’surrogate testing’ we are able to ascertain the answers.

There are in excess of sixty [60] individual vows, from  vows as simple as those of ‘Poverty, Chastity, Humility and Obedience’, [ancient vows to the church] to vows  to ‘Tread the Eternal Wheel of Life for Breaking Vows’.

Using kinesiology we ascertain which vows if any are connected to you, by number and them identify them for you, often these make perfect sense as to the way you or your life may have been,

Contracts and Agreements covers twenty [20] different types of Contracts and Agreements from Personal through to Karmic and beyond, again they are  identified by number and explained to you.

Then we look at the States of Being that you may have been in when these Vows and Contracts were accepted, allowed, or put into place. Currently we have identified thirty nine [39] however as researchers we do not rest on our laurels so to speak, we keep researching, and there may well be more. Again these are explained to you.

States of Being can be from the basic ‘Conscious’ to the deeper levels of ‘Sabotaged or Infiltrated’.

Then Enforceable Obligations, there are currently thirty [30] of these known from ‘Agreement’ to ‘Imposed’ for example.

As each area is discussed and the issues identified, specific vibrational sounds are played to release these old habits and patterns from your cellular memory and allow you to move forward with out the hindrance of these unknown or long forgotten programs.

Some of these specific vibrational sounds are twelve [12] to twenty [20] minutes long of unobtrusive bells which play gently in the background, and  whether your consultation is in person, or over the telephone or internet makes very little difference in most instances as the gentle sounds of Tibetan bells carry the instructions deep into your cellular memory.

The CD programs Releasing Ancient and Modern Vows, Releasing Ancient and Modern Contracts, and Enforceable  Obligations, may well be joined by other powerful sounds if  I or another of my trained  Energetic Balance and Harmony practitioners deems them necessary for you.

For example, often in a session such as this we may begin with ascertaining your  levels of positive and negative encodings, or the set of instructions that you were programmed with before you were born, again we check the numbers and there are fourty four [44] positives and ten [10] negatives which are possible for you to have encoded into YOUR blueprint for life.

All of this is pain free, there are not any medications or drugs to take, neither are there any tests or exams, and changes are often felt immediately, and return visits or appointments are not a requirement..

If you havent already experienced the positive benefits of Vibrational Sound throught the Sounds from Source programs, I suggest you log in to www.soundsfromsourceacademy.com and take advantage of the complementary e classes and downloadable sounds on offer there.

Until next time

Peace Love and Light

Sheila

The Unseen Factors Which May Control Our Lives

Today as I was thinking about writing to my blog I wanted to share some thing profound rather than just have a general dump of my thoughts, and so I would like to share with you a subject close to my heart.

The Unseen Factors Which May Control Our Lives

A strange heading for a topic you might feel, for are YOU not in control of YOUR life? Do YOU not make the decisions that shape your life? What is this woman talking about?

In many aspects unbeknown to you, YOUR life is shaped by influences far beyond your control; these are situations that you may not even be aware of, never mind have any way of dealing with.

So what are these factors which are so important, and play such a big part in YOUR life

I refer to them as Contracts, Vows, and Enforceable Obligations.

I will talk about them individually, and then look at how they can combine to have a controlling factor in our lives.

We are I am sure all aware of Contracts, they are the agreements we make in either written or verbal forms to do with or to accept a certain set of circumstances or an agreement between two or more parties for the doing or not doing of something specified.

They can also be an agreement enforceable by law, the written form of such an agreement, or an agreement between two or more parties for the doing or not doing of something specified.

Vows are some what different again, they are a solemn promise, pledge, or personal commitment for example marriage vows; a vow of secrecy, a solemn or earnest declaration.

To make a vow of some thing they vowed revenge. To declare solemnly or earnestly; or to assert emphatically. ‘ She vowed that she would take the matter to court’.

Enforceable Obligations are to me are the most interesting, and I will look at them in some detail, they include, using the dictionaries examples: to put or keep in force; compel obedience to: to enforce a rule; eg Traffic laws will be strictly enforced.

It can be to obtain (payment, obedience, etc.) by force or compulsion, to impose (a course of action) upon a person: The doctor enforced a strict dietary regimen

To support (a demand, claim, etc.) by force: to enforce one’s rights as a citizen.

To impress or urge (an argument, contention, etc.) forcibly; lay stress upon: He enforced his argument by adding details

These can be something by which a person is bound or obliged to do certain things, and which arises out of a sense of duty or results from custom, law, etc. something that is done or is to be done for such reasons: to fulfill one’s obligations, eg a binding promise, contract, sense of duty, and can be an indebtedness or amount of indebtedness, a favour, service, or benefit for which gratitude is due, a debt of gratitude: eg ‘He felt an obligation to his teacher’

Now if we step away from the examples of the dictionaries, and look at the daily things which happen in our lives, we set up enforceable obligations in our lives in many instances without ever being aware of them.

Take for instance the small blonde haired blue eyed moppet who adoringly looks up at ‘Uncle Johnny’ and sincerely ‘promises’ to marry him when she grows up. Many years down the track and with a number of ‘failed’ relationships behind her, and she still doesn’t know why she cant support a relationship with a man. The long ago ‘promise or enforceable obligation is locked deep within the psyche and the cellular memory of the body, and may bring up old memories of a long forgotten ‘promise’.

The two ‘best friends’ on primary school who are never going to be parted, and the lonely man or woman who has difficulty with friendships and relationships with other people is still connected in to that original promise.

How many times do we tie ourselves to an area because we made a promise to stay close to family, elderly parents, work situations and the like.

A large part of my working life is dedicated to removing and releasing these old contracts, vows and enforceable obligations, easily and effortlessly, allowing people to move forward with their life. How, well that’s a subject for another day, perhaps tomorrow,

Until then

Wishing you

Peace Love and Light

Sheila

When is a Psychic Not a Psychic??

Tonight I did a teleconference on the Sounds from Source Academy site www.soundsfromsourceacademy.com to explain how to get the best from a Psychic reading. I started the teleconference with pondering the question of “When is a Psychic NOT a Psychic”?

Why, ? Because their is a lot of confusion around about what a psychic is or is not. Many readers are not psychic:, eg
Clairvoyant = Clear seeing, can go into a mild trance state in many instances and may see or be aware of energies around the person being read for.

Clairaudient = Clear Hearing, voices, sounds, or in my instance words not voices in my head.

Clairsentient=Clear Knowing,also called 6^th sense. A Clairsentient is an individual who perceives (as in a “sixth-sense”) by feeling or having knowledge about an object.

A good example of this extreme psychic ability is that a clairsentient is able to visualize an item without seeing an image of the specific item.. A clairsentient can read “auras” of people and objects to discover their personal histories.

As a psychic I have all 3 of the above and also what I call gut feeling, and to me being Psychic is a combination of “gifts” rather than just one. Fften some one will advertise as a psychic and may be something else, eg Clairvoyant.

Readers may use Psychometry which is a form of extra sensory perception or ESP in which a Psychic  or a sensitive person is said to be able to obtain information about an individual through what can be termed ‘paranormal means’ by making physical contact with an object that belongs to them or to some one else.

For example, a person who has psychometric abilities – also known as a psychometrist – can hold a piece of jewelry and be able to tell something about the history of that jewelry, about the person who owned it, or about the experiences that person had while in the possession of that piece .

The psychic may be able to sense what the person was like, what they did and even how they died. Perhaps most important, the psychic can sense how the person felt – the emotions of the person at a particular time. Emotions especially, it seems, are most strongly “recorded” in the object.

The psychic may not be able to do this with all objects at all times and, as with all psychic abilities, accuracy can vary, but the ability to do so  is available to the psychic.

An example of this was a bracelet belonging to a fellow student on a course many years ago, and as Alicia’s bracelet was handed around, along with other the jewelry of other people who were also on the course there were mixed reactions to it. Further investigation came up with the pretty object having been ‘programmed with negativity or cursed’, and went a great deal of the way towards explaining why this attractive young lady had been experiencing ‘odd’ situations in her life since the departure of a ‘boyfriend some time earlier.

Many ‘readers’ use tools eg Tarot cards, Runes, Angel Cards, and the like. These are often to clarify the situation for you, or to guide the reader in the right direction, as you choose the cards which resonate with you..

The only tool I have ever used is a crystal ball, and seriously, I see just as well without it with my eyes closed. I gave up working as a practicing psychic some time ago as I prefer to work with healing and the majority of people who came for readings over the years wanted  to know if they are going to “marry tall dark and handsome, win tattslotto and have 3 kids stuff” so not particularly enthralling as far as I was concerned.

So if you are going to go for a “reading”,  psychic or otherwise then I suggest that you “check out” the credentials of the person you are going to before you spend your money on some thing that may not be what you thought you were going to get.

Is the Psychic really a Psychic??

For more information you can listen to a recording of tonight’s teleconference on how to get the best from a Psychic Reading or When is a Psychic not a Psychic at www.soundsfromsourceacademy.com complementary Silver Site.

Until next time

Peace Love and Light

Sheila

The Circle of Excellence

Today I spoke to a young man who has been a client of mine for some years, and he asked me about a simple technique that I had spoken to him about some time ago, so as I had promised to write it out for him, I decided it would be a good idea to share it with other people as well.

Despite its simplicity it works very well, and is called:

The Circle of Excellence

The Circle of Excellence is something I was taught a very long time ago, and a simple yet powerful tool that I have shared with many people over the years.

It is simply a way of locking in a good memory, one in which you felt or allowed your self t feel great, fantastic, happy, confident etc and being able to recreate that feeling at will.

Instructions

Just by your self

Standing up, close your eyes,

Remember an occasion where you felt really really good / happy.

This could be your graduation, your wedding, promotion at work, birth of a child, anything that you remember as being a happy time

Make that memory as real as you can, remember where you were, how you felt, were there any special smells or fragrances around you, and so on.

Then still with your eyes closed imagine that there is a circle drawn on the floor in front of you, keep the happy memory in your mind and as you take one [1] step both feet, one after the other into the circle press your thumb and first finger together strongly to lock in that memory.

When you are ready open your eyes.

Instructions with an assistant or a partner

This time your assistant or partner is going to work with you to lock the positive memory in to your body

Discuss this process with your assistant / partner before beginning

Standing up with your assistant or partner standing beside you, preferably on the left hand side and with their hand resting lightly on your shoulder.

When you are ready to step forward into the circle of excellence your partner or assistant will step forward with you, and as you both do so they will increase the pressure on your shoulder to be a firm press down.

Close your eyes,

Remember an occasion where you felt really really good / happy.

This could be your graduation, your wedding, promotion at work, birth of a child, anything that you remember as being a happy time

Make that memory as real as you can, remember where you were, how you felt, were there any special smells or fragrances around you, and so on.

Then still with your eyes closed imagine that there is a circle drawn on the floor in front of you, keep the happy memory in your mind

Indicate to your partner / assistant by a nod or a prearranged signal and step forward together

As you take the one [1] step, both feet, one after the other into the circle press your thumb and first finger together strongly to lock in that memory. At the same time your partner will be locking in the memory for you also by pressing on your left shoulder.

When you want/ desire to feel that positive happiness again in the future, close your eyes and press your thumb and finger together again to activate that memory.

NOTE

You can lock in different situations by using a different finger with your thumb if you wish so that you have a range of options, eg happiness, strength, confidence and so on.

Peace Love and Light

Sheila