Time to Let Go and Move On – Monday Oracle 22 May 2017

“The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.”
~ Steve Maraboli

Hello, Lovelies!

Here’s the oracle card I have chosen this Monday, and my take on the energetic outlook for the week ahead. I use any oracle or tarot cards shown as a prompt for channelled messages and my own intuitive wisdom, so my take is sometimes quite different to the meaning found in a book. ‘Release’ is from the Chakra Wisdom Oracle Deck by Tori Hartman.

If you read my forecast for May, you’ll remember that May brings beautiful heart-nurturing energies, helping you to move towards love, forgiveness, inner peace and emotional freedom.

So, what gifts does Release bring for you this week?

We are often weighed down in life by emotional burdens, especially in relation to our past. These burdens take the form of  anger, fear, loss, shame, guilt, rejection, hate, resentment, judgement, abandonment, failure, injustice, poor decisions, mistakes, sorrow, pain.

This week we are encouraged to let go of the past. To forgive. To walk away. To close doors. To move on.

Why do we need to do this? Not for others. For ourselves. We can end up living in our heads, living in the past, wasting all of our precious life force on what was or what could have been. What we could have said or done differently.

But we can’t change the past. Our power lies in this moment. And when we can forgive and let go of the past so many things can change for us. So many things can open up or come into our lives.

Walking away from old patterns and behaviours that hurt us, diminish us or derail us. Yep, Release speaks to the support available for you this week to address these things.

Release is also about turn-arounds. Draining and negative situations will come to a close. Solutions will be found. New perspectives and knowledge will become available. Help will show up. If you’ve been looking for a sign, perhaps this is it!

It’s a week for us to embrace hope, love, forgiveness and compassion. A week for us to remember that we are not alone, that answers can be found, that we can move forward, and that we are truly loved.

Supportive crystals this week?

Rhodonite is great for supporting us to follow our hearts. Snowflake Obsidian will help to remove old negative self-talk and replace it with optimism. Amazonite gifts us courage to speak the truth and to act from truth.  Red Jasper will keep you grounded and emotionally supported if you need to move through trauma or anxiety in order to make changes.

Helpful essential oils?

Young Living’s Release essential oil blend, or a combination (or singly!) of any of Ylang Ylang, Geranium, Frankincense and Lavender. Release essential oil blend smells grounding and uplifting. We use it as a working tool on our retreats to help facilitate emotional clearing and spiritual shifts. Just rub a drop together in the palms of your hands and then breathe in and wipe through your aura.  A few drops in the bath are wonderful too. You may want to dilute with a drop or two of a base oil such a sweet almond or coconut before applying directly to the skin. Rub onto the back of your neck for instant effect. It’s my oil of choice in my diffuser this week. You can find all the oils here.

Holding you, as always, in my thoughts, prayers and meditations, and intending for a you a life of abundance and joy, where you are no longer limited by your doubts.

All my love,

Nicole ❤ xx

You might find these posts helpful too:

Knowing When To Let Go

What To Do When You’re Forced To Let Go

The Art Of Surrender

How To Deal With Toxic People

Burning The Past – A Ritual For Cleansing Pain

Get Yourself An Ugly Journal

Blogging Gone Bad – Why I am taking a break for a few days…

“I find that the best way to cope with life’s difficulties is to surrender to what is. Don’t fight it. Flow with it.” ~ Nicole Cody

Hi Lovelies

I’m pecking out these words left handed from my deluxe overnight accommodation in Byron hospital.

Yes, I am still running my retreat. Except at night where I am now popping down to hospital every evening to stay overnight to receive IV antibiotic infusions to combat the nasty multi-drug resistant superbug in my bladder which has become quite a serious situation.

Not ideal, but we are making it work. Blogging is hard though.  I am now one handed and typing this has taken a stupid amount of time so I will resume blogging next week when my IV line comes out.

Sorry, but it’s just too hard right now.

I’ll pop some little video updates on our facebook page until then.

I love you heaps.
Make the most of these incredible May energies,

Nicole xx

The Owl and The Night Sky

Image by Jonathan Gewitz

“Listen to the mustn’ts, child. Listen to the don’ts. Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me… Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.”
~ Shel Silverstein

 

I was totally spent yesterday. We’ve had some personal stress in the past few weeks, some health issues, some family stuff. And of course so have my clients. I’ve been working overtime supporting them. I’ve also been supporting my students as we move towards my Beginners Channelling Retreat this weekend. It’s been an intense month.

The energies of April have brought all manner of things to our attention, things that we must face in order to move forward or to break free. For those of us doing the work, the work has been huge. (Don’t worry, May is much more gentle and it will be here soon!)

Last night I was heavy with emotion and exhaustion so I went and sat in the cold Autumn air, on a chair under a big tree.

It was quiet. The skies above me were heavy with stars.

And then the wonder happened.

A huge storm, out to sea, lit the night.

Huge vaulted clouds lit up with silent rivers of light. Sometimes white. Sometimes orange. Small displays and then an occasional grand one.

The sky would go dark. Night would go on. Then bursts of light and grandeur again. It was spectacular.

As I sat in the dark I heard a sudden whoosh of wings and a powerful owl flew down to the ground just feet in front of me. She alighted again with a small creature in her talons and flew over to the clothesline to eat her dinner.

Such wonder on an otherwise ordinary night.

That’s the thing about wonder and miracles. They are all around us, all the time, if only we have eyes to see.

I’m holding you all in my prayers and meditations as we move through these last confronting and cleansing days of April. Be open to change, my lovelies, and know that it is for the better, no matter how hard it may be.

All my love, Nicole xx

Fancy Gumboots – Perfect For Dancing!

“Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you’re perfectly free.”
~ Jalaluddin Rumi

“You’ve gotta dance like there’s nobody watching,
Love like you’ll never be hurt,
Sing like there’s nobody listening,
And live like it’s heaven on earth.”
~ William W. Purkey

 

Easter weekend is here again, and of course two things are a given:

  1. It’s Bluesfest here at Byron Bay
  2. It’s raining

And my old gumboots died somewhere around Christmas. But that’s okay. Yesterday Ben bought me some new ones.

I now have the world’s comfiest, warmest gumboots (or galoshes or wellingtons depending on where you are!).

They are soft but sturdy, and lined with fur. Completely waterproof, washable and light. And they even have little handles to pull them on and off.

Heaven!

These gumboots are perfect for tramping around the paddocks here at the farm, or for doing a little gumboot boogie if the mood takes me.

I’ll be wearing them tonight as I dance my heart out. Because unless I’m dead, I’ll still be dancing!

How about you? What do you have planned for the Easter weekend?

Hugs and love, Nicole ❤ xoxo

PS – Life is usually not perfect. Stuff rarely goes to plan. Celebrate anyway. Live anyway. Because you never know when the music might stop. Make the most of your weekend, lovelies, and do something that makes your heart glad, even if it’s a bit of a stretch for you. That’s my secret to happiness! (And yes, for some of you that might mean resting rather than crazy running around.) Love you xx

One of those days. One of those nights…

“You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, who had ever been alive.”
~ James Baldwin

 

I had high hopes for yesterday.

A few early morning pathology tests, and the rest of the day stretching empty and waiting to be filled.

But no.

Yesterday was pooping into jars. Bloods. And then meds. A big fistful of meds to kill what might be lurking in my gut.

After which my day went to hell.

And my night too.

A dose of this drug to treat  lyme would be a quarter tablet twice a week, and I took a fistful of tablets. Because I’m not treating lyme. I’m treating persistent gut bug that won’t go away. Too bad, lyme. You’re going down too!

My face is numb. My body’s arched in pain. I can’t see out of my good eye and my bad eye is all wonky and double visioned. Old herxing patterns.

Awesome.

So I’ve cried a bit and felt sorry for myself. But the vomiting is done. And there’s no more blood in my poo. And it all seems to be working. And I know the trajectory of this. I feel bad to get better. That’s something I know how to do.

I’m sure by tomorrow I’ll already be 100% more fabulous AND with less lyme.

Win-win.

In fact I can finally go home to the farm today. Hooray!

Sorry, lovelies. I’m a little more unreliable just now than I had expected.
Love you all heaps. A thousand apologies again.
Nicole ❤ xoxo

Travelling With Bukowski

“One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.”
~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

I always travel with a book. Sometimes several.

But this trip I decided to load e-books on my kindle, as well as a few audio books, and bring just a journal instead, to save space.

It worked for a while.

And then suddenly it didn’t.

 

In a bookshop in Manila I found the English Language section. They stocked a broad and eclectic range, and the books were mostly cheap paperbacks with impossibly thin pages and thin covers and several of every copy, impenetrable in their plastic wrapping.

I excavated a thin poetry book that was hidden behind new editions of recent best-sellers. The protective cover was gone; the small book was so well read that the cover was creased almost in two and every page was soiled and marked. Like all of the travellers before me I stopped and dipped between its pages for a moment. The world stood still as words fell around me like rain.

I dug around the shelves some more and then I found it. A volume of Charles Bukowski’s poetry. The cover was soft with wear. It was well read and loved already. It felt good in my hand, like I belonged to it, and it to me. I couldn’t bring myself to open it. I just held it tight, and stood in front of the shelves a little longer, pretending that I might choose something else. Wondering if I could take it home.

I couldn’t see for tears.

Once, long ago, I took a journey to another far-away place and forgot to take a book with me. I was living in the Kimberley then. The remote Australian outback. A terrible place to be without a book.

Not long after I arrived a group of American tourists camped at the station. It was their last adventure before they caught a plane to Darwin and then home. On the morning of their departure they dumped whatever they didn’t need, to lighten their luggage.

Later that morning I watched a cleaner empty the trash from the men’s toilet. Among the papers and bottles and debris I saw a book fly into the bin. Before I could stop myself I ran from the office and snatched it up. I didn’t even stop to read the cover. It was a book, and I was a junky starved of words.

I wiped it clean with a corner of my shirt and carried it home triumphant.

This same book.

For days back in that wilderness place I couldn’t even open it. I just read the cover over and over. The title said ‘You Get So Alone At Times That It Just Makes Sense – Charles Bukowski.’

I felt like Bukowski was talking to me. I knew and he knew.

And as I chose and read a single poem, rationing them to every other day, I came to know that poets exist to sing breath back into our bodies when we can no longer breathe for ourselves.

I lost that precious book when we moved from the Kimberley. But now we have found each other again.

I read one randomly selected poem aloud each day, to entertain Ben and to nurture myself. It’s like travelling with an old friend.

It’s like coming home.

 

Mala Beads – How To Be Calm Anywhere!

“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.”
~ Pema Chödrön

 

 

Sometimes I find myself in stressful situations or noisy places where I want to calm myself, soothe anxiety or practice mindfulness, and where my normal meditation techniques aren’t effective or appropriate.

Take travel for example. Travel can mean crowded airports, uncertain schedules, crazy traffic, and jet lag to name a few common stressors. It’s not always possible to find a quiet corner, or to sit down, close my eyes and zone out.

When I travel I always wear a mala beads around my neck, or as a bracelet. It looks like fashion, but it is very functional fashion. I can discretely slip my mala off and then work the beads between my fingers.

This technique has worked miracles for me as I have sat stuck in an airport with a flight delay, or in an airplane during heavy turbulence, or in a hotel room where I can’t sleep.

As I roll each mala bead between my thumb and first finger I have a few simple options for my meditation. Here are my top four:

  1. For each bead I can consciously breathe in and then out, after which I move to the next bead and repeat. This is brilliant as a sleep aid. Sometimes I breathe in light and exhale grey – and I see the grey as fatigue, illness or worry leaving my body. Gradually the light fills me up and I come back to calm again. If you suffer from panic attacks this is great for you!
  2. For each bead I can pray for someone like this; ‘Imogen, I pray for you. I intend for you flow, health, grace, love and miracles. (or I might hold an intention for a specific healing outcome, which I name by saying ‘I intend for you ________’) Bless you.’ Then I hold their face in my mind’s eye as I breathe in and out, consciously sending love and energy to them.
  3. For each bead I can repeat a simple affirmation. One of my favourites, and the one that has been the most transformative for me over time is: ‘I love and approve of myself.’ If I am super anxious I affirm: ‘I am watched over and cradled in love. I am safe and all l is well.’
  4. For each bead I hold the face of a loved one, friend or client in my mind. Silently I say ‘I love you. I wish you well. Bless you.’ And then I move onto the next bead, choose a person and repeat the process.

I finish every round of my mala (from the marker bead or tassel, around the mala and back to the beginning) by saying ‘And it is so. Thank you, thank you, thank you.’

Many of you may already have a mala that you wear as a decorative item. Some of them are so pretty! But I promise you, the real value is in using them as a focus tool for a pathway to calm in even the most stressful situations.

Sending so much love your way, Nicole ❤ xoxo

 

Here’s a little video of my silently praying my mala yesterday while I waited for my shuttle ride to take me to the airport: