You're probably naturally psychic.
You have hunches, you have gut feelings, you know things without being told.
You're clairsentient: you feel the vibe, you sense the energy.
This is how most people are; we're just born this way.
But there's a difference between having natural psychic skills... and learning how to hone and use your natural abilities, so that they can make a difference in your life.
It's like painting, or playing the piano, or learning a language.
You might have natural gifts.
But until you take the time to study and practice, these natural abilities can't read their full potential.
They're gifts, that aren't opened.
I invite you to open your gifts this Winter: to make the investment of time and energy, to really learn how to open your psychic abilities: to use the Rose, to work with Guides, to understanding the symbolic and energetic way the Universe communicates, to dive deeply into your self as Soul.
We'll be starting our small group in January.
In Spiritual Psychic Level One, you'll get a firm grounding of spiritual intuition.
You'll be amazed at how the group energy supports you, and allows you to take your own natural skills further; when we work in small group our ability to learn is exponential.
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For the very first time ever, our town has an ice skating rink.
It's small, and it's seasonal, and it's tucked away in a tent at the far end of the Oregon Gardens, but it's a good thing.
We went last night, and once again, this sense of Being, of Experiencing, trumps every other kind of thought or worry or drama that you can have.
Just showing up to life is plenty.
It's a good thing to head out at dusk and into a garden blazing with all kinds of lights, and then make your way past the wassail huts and the fire pits and the Santa hut, all the way to the skating rink.
It's a good thing to strap on bright orange rental skates, and find your sea legs on a rectangle of frozen water.
All kinds of people were there, having their own experience:
There were dozens of locals, wearing some kind of traditional Germanic holiday wear.
There were entire extended families wearing Santa hats.
There were the normal amount of kids zipping around like speed demons, no hat, no gloves, big grins.
There was a collective of students from University of Tokyo, dressed head-to-toe in black and giggling.
There was past-life Hans Brinker: a very tall man who skated effortlessly, hands clasped behind him.
And there was the classic Oregon hipster: big brown beard adorned with a jingle jangle of red and green and silver bulbs all bobbing and dancing as he skated.
By the time we left it was pitch dark, save for the lights that twinkled on every tree.
Every experience, no matter what happens, is always Enough.
And lots of times, it's way more.
Just showing up to life, is to make room for dazzlement, and wonder, and of course Light.
Last Turkey Day, I attempted to cook a turkey for my family.
And the result? Well, let's just call it The Great Turkey Fail of 2014.
I'm not a great cook, cooking isn't my passion, and mostly we eat vegetarian.
And somewhere between all of the hype and expectations and shopping and obsessive, multiple readings of instructions from various "fool proof" recipes on the inter web, and questions like "clean the cavity, what does that mean?", "a giblet is what?", and "how many pounds in an ounce again?" ...things went a tiny bit askew.
At that propitious moment of hallelujia, when all other effortlessly talented cooks across the nation were pulling their bird of the oven: golden, gleaming, steaming, perfect... the symbol of motherhood and America and Butterball....
....well, at that same moment I was chucking our simultaneously charred, burnt, raw and frozen bird in the trash.
I cried a little. Then I laughed.
And then I sat down with my family, and we ate pie.
Which is a pretty good thing to do on Thanksgiving.
If you're stressed about today, I invite you to envision me, tossing my Turkey last year.
And just relax.
If you're with family, enjoy them as best you can.
If you're with friends, enjoy them.
If you're by yourself, go out and do something wonderful in nature.
It's just a day. Just 24 hours. Ditch the expectations, and just have fun.
P.S. We're working on releasing all holiday stress in the course Entering Stillness: A Winter's Retreat.
Very early this morning, I was awakened by a bright light streaming into my bedroom.
It was the full moon, glinting gold in the dark clouded sky, blazing forth in the western sky.
I watched for about 30 minutes as this glowing, golden orb slowly set, sinking down below the western horizon, while at the same time, the sun was rising in the east.
The end of one thing.
The beginning of another.
November's full moon is often called the Mourning Moon, and it's about…
• Letting go of past regrets.
• Letting go of everything that isn't working.
• Freeing yourself from the old, so that the new can arrive.
• Freeing yourself from negativity, hate, terror, fear.
• Releasing all darkness into Light.
Even though it's normal to be afraid of terrorism, you can choose to let the fear, terror, hate go. Just because it's in the media, doesn't mean you have to lock into group thought.
I'd like to suggest you do a ritual of releasing this evening.
And also a ritual of what you'd like to create this year.
The Mourning Moon is here to assist you with its powerful golden energy.
Join me for Entering Stillness: A Winter's Retreat, a special virtual retreat for the holidays.
This affordable online course will teach you how to let go of worn-out traditions, consumerism and excess, and create a winter season that feeds your soul.
We'll be starting as a group, or you can join in anytime.
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