Here are the two reasons I'm leaving for Phoenix....again!

I'm leaving in the morning for the 6.5 hour desert drive to Phoenix. Shanon and I agreed that a visit once a month is the right amount of time to give her a break and give me a change to fill up on little boy kisses and baby smiles.

When I kissed Michael good-bye last week, he fluttered his eyelashes and clasped his hands to his heart. If he could have floated out of his carseat he would have. We have something special, the two of us. I'll be back to my beach town next Thursday.

He walked into my office and said,

"The Secret has changed my life!"

That's quite the understatement when you hear what has happened to him since he began starting his day, everyday, with an attitude of gratitude. His depression has lifted, his relationships are more enjoyable, his business is suddenly booming with new opportunities, and fresh new ideas for his work are popping up in his mind everyday. He was so excited telling me how wonderful it all is, that I almost forgot that he was the same man I met ten years ago who was so depressed and miserable I thought he might have needed help from the pharmaceutical industry. He's lost weight, his eyes sparkle with laughter and, frankly, he's looking kinda sexy holding this new energy. He has been rejuvenated! If I was a few years younger I'd have to seriously check him out because he has some serious verve and appeal. I like that in a man. You may be seeing him on television next year with his own show and I don't know anybody who deserves it more than he. Go Rocky Go!

And more will be revealed.

Baby Marlie is back in Phoenix with her brother and mother. Her father has just interviewed for a new job at the Country Club near their home. He is a chef and a food service manager with an education in hospitality management.....hotel and restaurant administration is his thing. This new job will cut his 10 hours of driving time a week, to only one. Since Marlie will have many appointments with therapists and doctors it would be wonderful for him and his family to make this change.

I've recovered from their two week visit, for the most part. The laundry is caught up, and the guest room back in order. My back is now feeling better, after a day in bed. I broke my back twenty years ago from a fall off of a balcony. I crushed a vertebrae into my spinal cord. I have steel rods and wires and a bone transplant holding it all together but there are things that I just can't do without painful consequences. Holding a fifteen pound baby and walking the floor for hours is one of them. Lifting a forty pound, almost four year old is another, yet I do it. I suffer for a few days afterwards. I probably need to work out more ....that is....I need to start working out again. I stopped going to Curves some time ago and have put on many pounds, the removal of which would cut down on the recovery time with grand kids.

Marlie is four months old now. She has some issues. She has trouble lifting her head. Her muscles are resistant to stretching and moving. My sister Vicky has her Masters in early childhood development and has expressed her deep concern for Marlie's condition. Her pediatrician has made referrals for doctors to check her vision, hearing and neurological functioning. Shanon has requested all of the records from the hospital where Marlie had her surgery. It appears that something went wrong but we don't know what yet. This situation has consumed my attention for the past few months. All other important matters have been put on the back burners, including the book, the website, my work.

I have seen Marlie's future and she looks healthy, happy and beautiful. I feel certain that her current condition will be resolved, however, as with all of life's challenges, there's an amount of 'doing' that gets it done. It's not magic. We don't get to say an affirmation and visualize a positive outcome and expect it to magically resolve. We are expected to do the work. We are expected to "chop the wood and carry the water". Working with experts, physical therapists, occupational therapists, doctors and learning the exercises, doing the Avatar work, dis-creating the beliefs, using Psych-K, Reiki, and whatever else is called for, is 'doing the doing' of healing. Holistic healing is about approaching all aspects of the experience in mind, body and spirit.

I'm feeling a strong need to move to Phoenix to help my daughter and son-in-law move through this maze of appointments and protocols. Do I sell my house and move? Do I rent it out and if so, where do I put all my furniture and things? Where does my mother go? She is 87. She would have to move in with another sister for me to go and is that what is in her best interest to do so?
I have much to consider.

I ask my guides, teachers and angels to reveal my next move. I am open and ready to take right action. I know I am divinely guided. More will be revealed.

I flew to Phoenix last Tuesday and spent a couple of days with my daughter and her family. The baby wasn't doing well. She was way behind on all of her developmental signs. She wasn't making eye contact, she wasn't smiling, she wasn't tracking movement or playing with her hands and feet. Her fists were always clenched tightly and she always seemed to be in distress. I was very concerned about her. I went there so Shanon wouldn't have to drive all the way to Redondo Beach for Easter Vacation without help with the baby and Michael. He's three and a half and easier to entertain but not when Marlie is screaming. She has a remarkable set of lungs. After a few minutes of her crying, Michael is ready to send her back where she came from. We had to stop a couple of times to settle her down but managed to make it home in 7 hours.

We found a therapist who works with babies and children who have suffered traumas. Marlie's first few weeks here on planet Earth were awful. It started out okay but if you are a regular reader, you know she was flown to another hospital for heart surgery on day three. She had a subsequent infection that was very hard on her and the poor little thing has been through too much pain.

We found our way to a wonderful healer named Ray Castellino www.castellinotraining.com
He lives in Santa Barbara so Shanon, Marlie and I made the drive last Friday. In one session he managed to shift Marlie's energy and attention. It was truly a miracle. She is now more relaxed, makes eye contact, smiles and tracks movement....one session did that. He is an amazing man. I'm going to take that training next. What he has done for Marlie and the whole family is worth more than I can say.

I have to go....I have a little boy at my elbow asking for attention.... I guess it's time for some beach play. The Easter Bunny brought him shovels, boats, rakes, a bucket and molds to build a sand castle. The sky is blue, the sun is out and the beach is calling.....later.

What was your decision?

She had developed an allergy to cats and wanted it to go away. I said, "Close your eyes and take a deep breath and relax. I want you to just trust the first thing you see when I ask you the next question."

She let out a long slow breath.

"Now, asking your higher self to show you the truth about your allergy, what is the first thing you see?"

She said, "This doesn't work! All I see is a pizza."

I asked, "Where is the pizza?"

"It's on a table."

I asked, "What does the table look like?"

"It's a round table." she said.

"Where is the table?" I asked.

"It's in a room.......oh......it's in my old kitchen. It's in the kitchen we lived in when I was a little girl. There's the wallpaper and the funny light fixture and the water cooler!" The smile on her face widened. "And there are my two kitties, Sugar and Spice! Aw, I loved my kitties."

I let her stay in that memory for a moment and then I asked her this. "What happened?"

Her eyes flew open and she angrily said, "And then I was forced to give them away because we had to move to a place that wouldn't let me keep them."

"And what did you decide?"

Here it is....the reason her body developed an allergy to cats....wait ...it's coming....here it is...



"That it's better not to get close to them in the first place than to have your heart broken!"

Ta da!

That one decision, from the point of an emotionally broken heart, was fed into her main frame computer. Her body responded with a protection mechanism, the allergy. Every time she gets close to a kitty her eyes begin to water, she begins to sneeze and cough. Her decision has protected her from having her heart broken again. It's saying, "Stay away from kitties, they'll break your heart!"

To change the decision is a matter of realizing it's origination point is YOU! As my old teacher Royce used to say, and probably still does, "There are no victims!"

If you created it ....you can dis-create it.

Once she realized that her body had developed the allergy according to her own command, she was able to re-program it with, "Kitties and cats are safe to love and hold. I'm always healthy and happy with kitties and cats in my arms." I use Psych-K for this part.

She named her next kitty, Bob because she said he looked just like a bobcat. He slept with her and loved her and she loved him back, without the sneezing, coughing and itchy eyes.

It's that simple. A healing took place in just a few minutes.

So, the next question is this. What is your pain telling you? What is your dis-ease reacting from? What decision did you make to create your reality as it is?

A woman came in with a sad story. She met the man of her dreams. She said, "He was too good to be true. I knew I didn't deserve such an amazing guy but he was so handsome and sexy and he really came after me so I went for it."

Oooops! If you are thinking.."This is too good to be true and I don't deserve this...then guess what?"

Yep, he stopped calling.

So be very careful about your thoughts, beliefs and decisions. When something happens that displeases you then be honest about it and ask yourself why you created it. Even if it's something you think someone else did to you....why did you create it?

It may be that the outcome is the reason. In a previous post I described a traumatic incident I had as a small child. From the traumas, I emerged a healer. I had to learn how to heal myself first. My traumas led me to the college classes and courses that led me to PLA Classes, to Avatar classes to Psych-K, to Reiki, to all of the trainings and experiences that made me able to assist thousands of people. That's what I had asked for when I was very young. "I want to help people." That was my decision.

Okay, hold on. It's going to be a bumpy ride! LOL

There's hardly a situation a client can describe that I haven't experienced and lived through. Divorce, poverty, physical abuse, incest, rape, abduction, occult attacks, paralysis, death of a sibling and parent, relationships with alcoholics, surgeries, depression, disease, trials, loss of a loved one to prison, car 'accidents', compulsive and obsessive disorders, isolation from friends and family, kidnapping, the murder of a dear friend, being left at the alter, visits from 'demons', sexual dysfunction, relationships with sex addicts, a witness to animal abuse, witness to spousal abuse....and the list goes on and on. I once shared my life stories with a psychiatrist and he said he was amazed that I was a relatively normal, functioning adult and not in a padded room somewhere. LOL.

I chose each and every one of those experiences. I created them. I called them to me in order to be the healer I've become. I survived the falls, and the triumphs and in so doing, I've learned to heal, to have compassion, to teach faith, to help those who have fallen into the pit and are unable to see the way out. I can do that because I've also experienced profound love, compassion, spiritual ecstacy, unconditional support, awesome beauty, adventure, astounding art, music, miraculous healings, prosperity and abundance, expanded consciousness, travel, new life, new beginnings and opportunities with endless possibilities. From paralysis to walking, from disease to radiant health, from heart break to freedom.

Here's a story I received in an email. I shared it with my cousin recently.

A man is walking down the street minding his own business, when he suddenly falls through a man hole and finds himself in the bottom of a dark pit. There seems to be no way out. He tries to climb but it's too slippery and steep. He begins to call out for help. A priest walks by and the man yells, "Father, can you help me? I've fallen down into this dark pit and I can't get out."
The priest says a prayer for him and goes on walking.
A doctor comes by and the man calls out, "Doctor, can you help me? I've fallen down into this dark pit and I can't get out." The doctor writes him a prescription and tosses it down to him and continues on his way."
Then another person walks by and the man, again yells, "Please help me. I've fallen down into this dark and slippery hole and I can't get out."
The next thing he knows the person has jumped down into the pit with him. The man says, "What have you done? Now we're both down here! But the person says to him...

"Yes, but I've been down here before and I know how to get out!"

You are never alone. You are never a victim. The answers you are looking for are inside of you. A healing begins with a decision. The decision begins with a willingness to heal.