Letting Myself Cry…

“The cure for anything is salt water. Sweat, tears, or the ocean.”
~ Isak Dinesen

 

It’s been building up for a while.

I do my best to manage it. I meditate twice daily. I ground myself. I sit in awareness and go gently when I need to.

But it’s never enough…

 

All the things I feel.

All the things I know.

All the things I see.

All the things I feel you hiding.

All the pain I feel inside you.

All the things of yours that I feel in me as I connect with you, hug you, work with you. Recent things, old things, things from childhood. Things sometimes from before even that.

All the injustices and terrible things that I see in the world or in some of my work where I must live with that knowledge, and the fact that I can’t change it.

All the times I can’t keep someone safe.

All the times my dreams become a continuation of the truth and suffering of others so that I might take some of that burden from you, or so that I can share that information with those who are empowered to act.

All the weight of all the things and all the feels and all that raw life.

 

Sometimes I find myself moving more and more slowly. Getting heavier and heavier in my body and my spirit. It comes upon me and I know that I can only hold it back for so long.

It always ends in tears.

But, after I have cried I feel better. Then I will take a walk, and then a swim in the ocean or a long shower.

Things go back to manageable again. The weight is lifted from me.

I have learned that it is okay to cry. In fact, sometimes it’s the only thing that truly helps.

How about you? What do you do to manage the weight of the world?

I am refreshed this morning, and sending so much love to you as I sit in meditation,

Nicole ❤ xoxo

 

 

Saving Dudley Dog!

“Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day.” ~  John Grogan

 

Australia is in the grip of a ferocious heatwave right now. Late yesterday afternoon I lay down on my bed in our air-conditioned bedroom, thoroughly exhausted and grateful to be in the cool. I’ve worked a few big days, and been on call outside work hours too. So many people have been affected by the moon, and the energies of February. It’s been a time of high stress and peak transformation for many. Even my spare hours have been crowded with lending support to others. But that’s okay – it’s why I’m here.

As I was almost asleep I heard a loud but insistent voice. A squeaky, childlike voice.

“Wake up, wake up!” the voice said. “Dudley Dog is in trouble.”

It was my fairy friend, Sokli. She sounded quite agitated.

“Hurry up,” she said. “You have to call his mum. He’s too, too hot and there’s no water and no shade and he’s in big trouble. You have to help him NOW!”

Immediately I thought of a friend, and her dog Dudley. But she would never leave her old dog out in the backyard in a heatwave! I struggled to think who Sokli might be talking about.

“You know his mum,” she said. “The Jo Anne Lady. She just moved houses and she isn’t allowed to have a dog inside. You have to call her!”

Suddenly I did remember a Joanne lady who I haven’t talked to for over a year, possibly longer? Yes, that was the one. I turned on my computer and found her phone number. Joanne was still at work in the middle of the city, and surprised that I was calling her. Did she have a dog called Dudley? Yes, she did, a German Shepherd cross. He was a rescue dog, about four years old. She’d had him for six months and he was the love of her life. How did I know? Joanne’s surprise soon turned to panic as I told her he was having problems with the heat. She promised me she would leave work straight away and go home to her pet.

I hadn’t been off the phone ten minutes when Sokli began yelling in my ear again.

“TOO SLOW. SHE’S TOO SLOW! She has to hurry up or Dudley won’t make it!”

I called Joanne back. She was just leaving work, and still had to catch a bus and then walk the rest of the way home. The trip would take an hour. Maybe more if the traffic was bad.

Joanne moved to this house last weekend, after taking a transfer to a new city. She hadn’t met the neighbours yet. She didn’t know anyone who could check on her dog for her. “Call the RSPCA,” I urged her, “or your closest vet. I promise, it’s a genuine emergency.”

That was all I could do. I did a healing meditation for Dudley, and I called on every energy and entity I could think of to help him until someone turned up at his door. I put a post on my facebook wall, asking my friends to send love and energy to him and his mum too. I figured it would help both Dudley dogs and both mums.

Late last night Joanne rang me back. Someone from the vet’s office had rushed to Joanne’s house and found Dudley collapsed in the back yard. He was dangerously dehydrated and in severe heat distress. If they had found Dudley even an hour later they may not have been able to save him.

Joanne had left two bowls of water out for Dudley before she went to work, and he had a doghouse to shelter in too. But in a heatwave a doghouse becomes like a sauna – and offers no protection from the heat at all. In the late afternoon Dudley had absolutely no shade, and his water was long gone.

Image from www.vetary.com

Image from www.vetary.com

Joanne texted me again this morning. Dudley is being moved from intensive care, and they expect he will make a full recovery. The vets are quite amazed at how well Dudley has bounced back. What a lucky thing that Sokli was paying attention yesterday afternoon, and that so many caring people sent love and energy Dudley’s way. Thank you to all of you who helped. I know it made a difference!

Please, if you are experiencing a heatwave or a hot day, think of your animals and do all you can to provide them with a cool shady place to rest, and lots of water in multiple locations in case one gets knocked over. Shell baths with water or ice are good too. If possible, let your pets come into the cool of the house until the heatwave has passed.

There are some excellent suggestions for keeping your pets cool here.

It’s also a kindness if you can leave bowls of water out for the birds and the wildlife. Everyone is affected by this kind of heat.

Thank you again, and lots of love from Sokli and I,

Nicole ❤ xx

Picture Zak Simmonds - from The Townville Bulletin

Picture Zak Simmonds – from The Townville Bulletin

Acceptance – A Short Documentary about Owning Who You Are

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“The things that make me different are the things that make me.”  ~ A.A. Milne

“You are always welcome at my table.” ~ Nicole Cody

 

Last year I invited my friend Kerry Warnholtz to come spend some time with me as I prepared for and then ran my Chakra Wisdoms retreat.

Kerry is a talented photographer and videographer who sees the world through soulful and ever-watchful eyes. I hoped that she might be able to capture some footage and a few stills for my new website. My brief to her was that I wanted her to somehow show the love and care I put into each event that I run, and how precious each of my students is to me – how much I take that teaching and mentoring responsibility into my heart.

Kerry didn’t just capture that – she captured me – a little snapshot into my life, and the struggles I have had in coming to a place of self-acceptance. This short film speaks a lot to my WHY – why I do what I do – and I thought many of you might relate to the struggles I had in my earlier life to accept myself as I am.

What I want you to know, more than anything, is that I believe in you and that I want you to be who you are and be true to yourself. Being you is the most important thing you can do, and it’s time. The world needs us to stop pretending to be who we are not or to represent ourselves in the world as less than we are. It’s time to embrace ourselves and each other in all of our glorious diversity and similarity.

So, watch this little documentary. Come meet me at my farm, and in my life, and know that you are always welcome at my table.

You are among friends here.

Thanks for sharing the journey with me,

Nicole ❤ xx

 

PS – If you want to see more of Kerry’s wonderful work you can find her at www.tsi-multimedia.com

Doing The Scary Thing Is Good For Us!

 

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“There is no illusion greater than fear.”
~ Lao Tzu

 

I did the scary thing last night.

In front of quite a large group of people I sat in trance and brought my Guides through so that they could address the group directly.

I wasn’t sure how it would go. I wasn’t sure if anyone would even want to come. But I decided to be brave and put it out there and then see what happened.

 

I’m no stranger to channelling. I’ve been doing this for almost thirty years. I teach it. I spend hours in this state every week.

But still…

I always have a dialogue in my head before I begin.

What if nothing comes through?

What if I make a fool of myself?

What if personal things about me end up being disclosed that I may not have wanted known?

What f I stuff it up?

You’d think that after all this time those voices would be quiet by now, but no. I have learned to let the dialogue happen, and to ignore it at the same time.

 

Last night I channelled in front of a group and something wonderful happened. Like it always does, every time I channel in front of a group. People in the audience heard messages just for them. My Guides were able to speak and get their messages out in ways that truly helped other people. My audience had a good time. They found some things out about themselves that will help them to continue on their own path.

Yes, Sokli managed to find a way to talk about poo. Yes, Rollo was his usual cheeky self and said things that would have made me blush and disclosed personal stories about me. It was still okay. It was okay because it was real, and I was able to be vulnerable and to trust this big group to be gentle with me in my vulnerability – and they were.

Thank you to everyone who came last night! It was a terrific evening, and I’m looking forward to having more evening channelling sessions next year.

 

What are you holding back because of fear? What do you fear to put forward, in case it doesn’t work, or you are judged for it, or _________________ (insert your own list of fears and worries)

Until mid December we have this wonderful opportunity to plant seeds of goals and dreams for the future by taking some small action step towards that thing now.

What could you do to take you closer to your dream? To take you closer to living a more authentic and satisfying life?

Take that tiny step. I promise it will be worth it.

Holding space for you to be all you came here to be,

Nicole ❤ xoxo

Pop Up Shop Tomorrow and Saturday!

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“Friendship … is born at the moment when one man says to another “What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .”
~ C.S. Lewis

 

Just one more sleep until my Brisbane Pop Up Shop, Channelling Evening and Weekend Workshops!

From Friday 25 to Sunday 27 November I’ll be running a pop-up shop as well as some one day workshops at St Colomb’s Church Hall,  23 Victoria St, Clayfield.

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Pop Up Shop:

Friday 25 November from 3pm to 6.30pm 

Saturday 26 November from 10am to 4pm. 

Come along and have a cup of tea with us while you view my beautiful range of hand-chosen crystals, singing bowls, oracle and tarot cards, prayer shawls and pashminas, crystal jewellery, incense, journals, jewelry and much more. I will be on hand on Friday and at selected times on Saturday to answer all of your questions, and to give advice on the selection and use of crystals. Great gift ideas for Christmas, and I’ll have some very special stones from my personal collection as well!

No need to RSVP for the Pop Up Shop – just turn up and say hi. We’d love to see you.

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An Evening of Channelling With Nicole:

Friday 25 November from 7pm to 9pm. Come along and meet some of my guides (including some fairy friends!). They will share information about a range of topics, as well as answering questions from the audience. I rarely conduct channelling sessions outside my retreats, so this is a very special offering. Among other things Rollo will be talking about the energies of 2017, Sokli will discuss some rituals and meditations to help create a fresh start for the new year, and Silith will talk about the environment and ancient energies we can draw on to help the earth and each other. These nights are always entertaining, educational and often very enlightening. Each attendee will receive a small gift from Sokli and me. Please bring a plate to share afterwards for supper. Tea and coffee will be provided.

Cost: $35 – Please RSVP to Dana at nicolecodyinfo@gmail.com 

Nicole Cody

Saturday Workshops 

Saturday 26 November – Morning Workshop 10am to 12pm

Make Your Own Talisman and Healing Beads – A Talisman is a small spiritual object which has been made with love and infused with specific energies to help attract or achieve a certain outcome. I was taught variously how to make Talismans by one of my Aboriginal Aunties, by a Native American Medicine Woman and also by a friend’s grandmother, who came from a long line of traditional healers in her culture (which is also the culture of my own ancestors).

In this workshop I will show you how to make a Talisman so that it is infused with energy, purpose and intent. I will show you how to ‘sing’ your beads into harmony with an energy or outcome.

Talisman making is a sacred act of focus and devotion for yourself or someone you care about. There will be many materials for you to choose from, but I also encourage you to bring something of your own – such as a charm, small image, feather, crystal or shell, if it has a special significance.

Healing Beads are beads that can be held or worn and which hold energies specific to your well-being. They can be used to focus on any issue or area of health and well-being for yourself or a loved one.

You will make and take home a hand-crafted Talisman and a set of Healing Beads. All materials and information will be provided. Morning tea will also be served. Suitable for beginners and advanced practitioners. This workshop is open to adults and children aged 15 and up.

Cost: $120  – Please RSVP to Dana at nicolecodyinfo@gmail.com 

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Saturday 26 November – Afternoon Workshop 1pm to 4pm

Make Your Own Medicine Bag and Learn Foundation Spiritual Practices – A Medicine Bag is a bag which contains personal items that focus your attention on your spiritual and metaphysical development. When we make or embellish our own Medicine Bag we infuse it with energy, purpose and ritual. It creates a powerful intention that helps to support and grow our spiritual practice. This is all about practical mysticism!

I have my own Medicine Bag that comes everywhere with me, and that enables me to create a spiritual and sacred space where ever I might be, on any corner of the planet.

In this workshop you will embellish your own Medicine Bag (the bag is already made but you will be restyling it to suit your energies – yep, there will be crafting and all kinds of lovely things to play with!), according to age-old mystical traditions. I will also cover the practices and tools that can help you to develop a regular spiritual practice and strengthen your intuitive and psychic ability. We will look at the fundamentals of working with crystals, connecting with your guides, simple meditation techniques, using oracle and tarot cards to give yourself an intuitive reading, and some foundation metaphysical principles for raising your vibration. These are all the things I used at the beginning of my own journey, and that have led me to where I am today.

You will create and take home your own Medicine Bag. You will be given a substantial range of tools and materials to go into your Medicine Bag to create a strong foundation practice for your ongoing psychic and metaphysical development. Afternoon tea will also be served. Suitable for beginners and advanced practitioners. This workshop is open to adults and children aged 15 and up.

Cost: $240  – Please RSVP to Dana at nicolecodyinfo@gmail.com 

Note: If you choose to attend both Saturday workshops, total cost will be discounted to $320.

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Medicine For The Soul

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Polychrome Jasper Heart in earth, sea and sky colours – from my own collection!

“Put ‘im in your bag. Dis lil stone, dis leaf, dis feather. Dem all medicines for you. Your special tings dat make your heart glad. Make your soul remember. Dat good for you. Proper medicine.”

~ Aunty

 

This morning, very early, I woke with a heavy heart. I felt the weight upon it of world events. Of a friend I know who is about to be given devastating health news. Of another friend who is finally reaping the legacy of a genetic illness which is ramping up to destroy life as he has known it.

Those feelings were so big that I could hardly get out of bed. But I did, and I grabbed my Medicine Bag and then sat on cushions on the floor of my lounge room in the quiet pre-dawn.

I lit a candle, listening to the scratch of the matchtip on the rough box end, and then the sudden hiss and flare of the flame. I lit a stick of incense. I spread a cloth on the floor in front of me.

From my bag I took my singing bowl and placed it on the cloth. My mala beads went there too. From my bag I took a few favourite crystals. I held the stones for a moment and then placed them on the cloth. Then I took up the singing bowl and settled into meditation.

Nicole Cody Tibetan Singing Bowl

I let each wave of sound radiate love out into the world. Peace. Calm. Hope. Unity. Love. I breathed this energy in and out. I travelled it with the waves of sound and with my intent.

I sent healing to my friends and their families and carers. And to mine. I sent healing and love to each of you.

I offered up my prayers.

I meditated until a profound peace and reconnection to love was all that I could feel, then returned the bowl to the floor.

I sat a little more in this energy of peace and love, and then reached into my bag for my cards. The room was light enough to see now. I drew a card for the day (these cards are so old and worn and dear to me that I need only hazily glimpse the picture for it to be clear in my mind) and reflected on the meaning for me.

I wrote in my journal.

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I sat awhile with one of my crystals. I packed everything back into my bag, ready for tomorrow, or whenever else I may need these tools again.

And then I got up, refreshed in body and spirit, put the kettle on, and began my day.

That is what my Medicine Bag does for me. Within it is a physical space, a spiritual space, a healing space – which I can unpack and use at any time.

The ritual connects me to my Aboriginal Aunties, to my Grandmothers and to myself. It centers me in love. It reminds me to live from love, and from my heart, no matter what is happening in the wider world. It gifts me guidance and perspective. It brings me back to what matters when my mind has run away with its worries.

My Medicine Bag

On Saturday 26 November I’ll be running an afternoon workshop in Brisbane to teach you how to create your own Medicine Bag. I will give you the basic spiritual foundation practices to use this bag the way I use my own.

I will also cover the practices and tools that can help you to develop a regular spiritual practice and strengthen your intuitive and psychic ability. We will look at the fundamentals of working with crystals, connecting with your guides, simple meditation techniques, using oracle and tarot cards to give yourself an intuitive reading, and some foundation metaphysical principles for raising your vibration. These are all the things I used at the beginning of my own journey, and that have led me to where I am today.

There are just a few places left – more details here.

Online Option: If you’re not able to attend, but would like to learn how to craft and use your own Medicine Bag, please contact Dana, my wonderful PA at nicolecodyinfo@gmail.com and ask to be put on our Medicine Bag mailing list. I’m currently putting this together as an online course with an optional materials package (of the things we will be using in our physical workshop). We’ll let you know as soon as the course is available, and those of you on our list will get a special discount!

Here’s a sneak peek of some of our Medicine Bag workshop materials (if you look closely you’ll see oodles of crystals in the corner too!), as well as my friend Carly who has been looking after me as I recover from my recent surgery (And I’m doing VERY well, thank you ❤ ) and helping me with my workshop preparation.

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Carly Jay Metcalf

The Strangeness that is Our Lives!

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“Not only is the Universe stranger than we think, it is stranger than we can think.”
~ Werner Heisenberg, Across the Frontiers

 

Things often go missing in our household. We might not see them for days, months or even years. Then all of a sudden they reappear.

The picture above of is of a Thai Buddhist amulet that Ben usually wears on a leather thong around his neck. Ben has worn several Buddhist icons or amulets over the years and sometimes he will take that necklace off and hang it on the bedroom or bathroom door handle if he is going for a surf at the beach, or if it might not suit an outfit or an occasion. Within a day it is always back around his neck again.

Until it goes missing.

While I was in the city recovering from surgery recently Ben went to our farm to do chores and check on the animals. He was gone for a few days, and then came home, the amulet fast around his neck. It was on his neck when I hugged him goodnight. The next morning it was gone.

‘I must have taken it off’, Ben said when we noticed it missing. But it had been on his neck when he went to bed. He hadn’t been outside the house. He’d barely been up for five minutes.

Ben pulled the bedroom apart looking for it. And then proceeded to pull apart the house.

Nothing.

It was the first time something had gone missing while he was wearing it.

 

A week later the leather thong for the amulet turned up on the road outside our city house, directly in front of Ben’s feet one morning. There was no mistaking it. I’d tied the sliding knots on the thong myself, and the knots were still there, strong and proud. We’d walked past that spot so many times in the preceding days and there had been no leather thong. There had also been torrential rain the night before which should have washed it away. But there it was. Bone dry.

At first we were thrilled that it had turned up again, then on closer inspection we realised that the amulet was gone. The thong (strong thick leather!) had come apart like it had torn. The edges were soft and frayed as opposed to the sharp lines of a cut. We had no idea how it happened. It didn’t make sense.

This is not an irregular occurrence. Weird stuff like this happens on a semi-regular basis in our house. This time though, the amulet was still missing. Ben felt really sad about that, and we were sure it was lost for good.

‘Oh well,’ said Ben. “I guess that means we’ll have to go back to Thailand.’

 

A few days ago while we were at the farm I heard Ben cry out. He came in from outside with something in his hand. The amulet. It was dirty and tarnished but completely intact. Ben had just happened to look down as he had gone outside to put some scraps in the compost, and there it was in the dirt at his feet.

What are the chances of that?

As usual, we have no explanation.

Life’s like that around here sometimes.