Anita Moorjani

Anita Moorjani

Have you heard the inspiring Anita Moorjani tell her dramatic and moving personal story about how she was on the brink of dying when she had a miraculous healing? It is one of the most exceptional stories in that Anita’s experience was medically documented. For believers, that may not be necessary but for those people who still question the role of the divine, it can be very affirming. I like that Anita subtitles her website “Remember Your Magnificence.”

Communing

Communing

My 100-year-old mother was the youngest of four children born of Russian immigrants, she was the only child at home when her siblings married and she grew very close to her parents.

I know she misses them dearly and often remind her that she will be reunited with her mother and her father when she passes.  

One Mother’s Day, she and I were sitting on a bench overlooking a small lake. I said, “Would you like to speak with your mother now?”  

She nodded, and I gave her the same simple directions I share in my book, When Souls Take Flight. 

As she closed her eyes and began to follow the directions I’d given her, I sat watching a lone duck splashing in the water. Within a few minutes, I sensed my grandmother’s presence. It reminded me of a deep well. I was around five years old when she departed, but I still remember the love in her eyes when she looked at me and the comfort of her arms when she held me.

Then she spoke directly to me. “Tell your mother she is still my baby,” she said. 

I got a little teary eyed and nodded. 

A short time later mom opened her eyes. “Grandma spoke to me,” I said. “She asked me to tell you that you are still her baby.” 

“I’m older than she was when she died,” said mom.  

“I don’t think it works that way,” I replied. “You are still her baby.”

“And you are still her diamond.” 

 

 

 

Spiritual Sisters

Spiritual Sisters

A dear friend and client recently transitioned. I thought I would share something I wrote to her before she passed.

I first met Norma at an art show where she displayed her refined sculptures, but I was familiar with her profound teachings long before that. My mother had taken Norma’s “Negative to Positive” class many times and listened to Norma’s healing CD “A Unique Meditation Experience” every morning. I practically knew it by heart.

A year passed before I saw Norma again. At 88 yrs. she published her first book, “The Miracle Years” and was told she needed a website. She had no idea what that was so she did what she always did. She asked God for guidance.

The following day Norma called and said I had come to her in a dream. She asked if I knew what a website was and if I could build one for her. I had made my own website but had never built one for someone else. I told her I would try, and that began our mutual love affair.

Four years later, Norma and her beloved daughter came to my mother’s 97th birthday party. They arrived after everyone left, which gave the four of us some quality time together. True to form, Norma was beautifully groomed and concerned about our hurricane preparations. We all parted with warm hugs.

The following morning Norma suffered a stroke with serious consequences. While in Hospice care, I sent the following letter to her devoted daughter who read it to Norma several times before she gently transitioned.

Dear lovely Norma,

We are more than friends, more than spiritual sisters. We are family. I love you dearly and am forever grateful you came into my life when you did. You live in my heart now and nothing that changes in either of our journeys will ever change that.

God loves all his children well, but he chose you for a special mission. He chose you because of your beautiful evolved soul, your expanded radiant heart and your profound depth of insight into humanity. He chose you because of your generous kind nature and your ability to lift others. He chose you to stand in his place like a cosmic mirror reflecting the light of truth, so in the purity of your presence people can see their real purpose as souls incarnated on Earth.

And you my darling friend have fulfilled your mission so well, planting celestial seeds of understanding that continue to flower in the countless lives who have awakened and transformed from your nourishing healing CD, your heartfelt book, your enriching metaphysical classes and your day-to-day teachings on the power of the mind and the importance of being positive. You have given and given and given like the regal graceful warrior light-healer you are. Can you feel all the gratitude surrounding you?

When the time comes for God to open his loving arms to call you home, he is planning a big celebration to welcome you with all your dear ones ready to embrace your glowing essence as choirs of angels sing in your honor. If you listen closely you may hear them now, readying for the return of one of divinity’s favorite metaphysical teachers of light, the strong, courageous, golden-hearted Dr. Norma Locker.

 

Inner Flame

Inner Flame

Recently, someone I love dearly was getting ready to transition. Even with my intimate knowledge of the soul’s longevity, it was tender.

Although he was with his family in Hospice in another state, I could see him. Not on Skype or What’s Up. I could see his energy field in my awareness. Almost like looking through a window, except without the glass. That is the reason for this post. I wanted to tell you what I saw.

All around the outside of his body there was a low simmering flame. That told me his physical energy was dwindling, as he readied to retire from this earthly realm.

There was more. I also saw a flame inside of him. A strong, radiant, unwavering, steady flame. That’s his soul, which is not dependent on his physicality and has its own powerful life force.

I found that affirming. We tend to think of people who are approaching death as being weak or perhaps sickly or injured, but our physical perception of reality is only a small piece of the puzzle.

Our loved ones are not their bodies anymore than we are our bodies. We are souls, temporarily aligned with physical forms in order to have a human experience. When those bodies no longer serve us, our souls depart and return to their/our spiritual home. A blessed and reverent event more beautiful than a sunrise.

Honoring

Honoring

Honoring is a key ingredient to successful communication, a pivotal part of any successful relationship. When we honor someone, it means we honor their experience. That means our attention is on what they are saying and how they are feeling  as opposed to how we feel about what they are experiencing, or how we think they should be feeling, or how we expect them to feel, or want them to feel.

Do you see? Honoring means being present with another person’s experience for their sake, not ours. When we honor someone, it doesn’t mean we agree with them. It means we respect their right to their own internal process.

How? We listen. We pause. We acknowledge what we hear them say.

We don’t correct them. We don’t debate, or negate, or dispute what they say. We don’t judge them, or blame them, or fault them, or react in any unfavorable way. Why not? Because their experience is their experience. When we honor someone, we honor whatever it is she or he is going through.

Whenever someone expresses how they feel, it is an opportunity for two people to draw closer and achieve greater intimacy. Honoring allows us to see life through another person’s eyes. It enhances our understanding of that individual and helps us get to know them better. Plus, it demonstrates that we care.

WHEN SOMEONE’S EXPERIENCE DIFFER FROM OURS

It’s common for someone’s experience to differ from ours. It doesn’t mean they are wrong. It means they are filtering life through their channels of perception, just as we are filtering life through ours.

For example, say someone relates their experience to you and it is different from your own. Right then, you have a choice. You can honor them. You can say, ‘I acknowledge what I hear you say and I honor your experience.” This response demonstrates your support. Or, you can react to what they say. You can get frustrated, irritated, or angry. You can try to correct them; disagree or debate them; taunt or judge them; fault or negate them. That is the opposite of honoring; it’s dishonoring. A reaction like that is an attempt to invalidate someone and demonstrates your lack of support.

IS IT ABOUT YOU OR THEM?

When we honor someone’s experience, our attention is on supporting them. When we dishonor someone’s experience by reacting to what they say, it is all about us and our personal judgment of what they are experiencing.

Honoring draws two people closer together, dishonoring puts distance between them. Honoring strengthens a relationship. Dishonoring weakens or damages it. And if it has happened before, it can even sever the relationship.

In an ideal scenario, both parties are invested in seeing their relationship grow stronger. Honoring allows us to gain insight into what the other person is experiencing. With this valuable information, we can make choices that lead to greater harmonics.

SELF-HONORING

Honoring is not only about how we behave towards others. It is also about how we treat ourselves. Some of us are still learning how to honor ourselves, how to listen within and acknowledge our experience. The more we cultivate this essential process, the more we’ll find judgment taking a back seat to acceptance. That’s a step towards freedom, because judgment is binding and acceptance is liberating.

Note: The text on this page is from a forthcoming book.

Gazing

Gazing

There is a powerful Croation healer named Braco who radiates pure love by gazing on a crowd. I have seen grown men cry in his precense.

Braco does not speak. He has touched millions of people around the world with his silent gaze. Many experience healings, both physical and mental. I went to a gazing session in Miami with a close friend and afterwards he had a renewed idea to solve a problem that had eluded him before.

Periodically, Braco offers free gazing sessions online. For details: go to: http://www.braco-europe.tv

All you do is look into his eyes and surrender to your highest good. For me, it’s a soothing blast of divine love. A reminder of who we are.