A Week For Divine Guidance and Inspiration – Monday Oracle 6 August 2018

“Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without knowing it.” 
Holy Bible: King James Version

 

Hello, Lovelies!

August is here, bringing a delicious basket of delights. It’s a month for creativity in all forms and for getting back into the flow of life again. You’ll find a lift in your mood and a clear road ahead so get ready to make the most of the opportunities all around you.Keep that in mind as we look at the gifts of inspiration which the oracle card Guardian of Hearts brings us.

Guardian of Hearts is all about Angelic Guidance. There is so much love around us – all we ever need to do is tune in.This week call on your Guardian Angel, the Archangels and the Unnamed Angels to support you and to smooth the way in all you do. The energies of this week support moving you in healthier and more supportive directions with work, love, finances and life.

Don’t believe in Angels? Then know that the Guardian of Hearts heralds helpful people and situations in everyday life too!

It’s a card of reassurance for those of you who are going through hard times that your prayers will be heard and answered.

For some people it’s a week of you finding your calling, or of receiving Divine Inspiration or the idea that will turn your situation around. If you are an artist or creative know that the Muse with  be with you this week!

It’s also a time of heightened intuition, strong inner wisdom and of fortuitous psychic conditions. I’m leading a group of students into our Accelerated Channelling and Sacred Geometry Retreat this Friday, well supported by this week’s energies. It’s a great time for you to connect too!

Supportive crystals this week?

Ruby Zoisite (pictured) is a stone of transformation, helping you to be empowered in your life. It elevates your confidence and authority, and improves fertility, imagination and innovation. Carnelian dispels doubt and negativity, strengthening self-esteem, confidence and creativity. Apophyllite connects you to the flow of Universal wisdom and dispels doubt and fear. It also amplifies your own intuitive ability. Celestite connects you to the Angelic realms for their guidance and protection and allows for easier connection during meditation.

Helpful essential oils?

Young Living’s Joy or Believe essential oil blends, or  a combination (or singly!) of any of Grapefruit, Basil, Geranium and Sandalwood. The Joy blend is fabulous if you are feeling anxious or uncertain, or a bit sad or stuck. It’s reassuring and uplifting; wonderful for gently shifting depression and self-doubt. I often wear it as a perfume. Believe oil is a super stress-buster that boosts feel-good energies, creativity and self-esteem. It smells so uplifting and pretty too. It’s my oil of choice in my diffuser this week.

Want to make your own blend? Each of the following oils will work beautifully on their own but they also make a delicious combination for diffusing. Frankincense elevates our mood and promotes spiritual connection and intuition, Lavender keeps us in flow and relaxed, Ylang Ylang opens our hearts and is supportive when we feel anxious or overwhelmed, and Bergamot promotes joy, gratitude and optimism. To diffuse add 2 or three drops of each oil to your room or personal diffuser. You can find the oils here.

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

All my love,

Nicole ❤ xx

PS: Monday’s oracle card, ‘Guardian of Hearts’, is from the Inner Child Cards – A Fairy-Tale Tarot. I use any cards shown as a prompt for channelled messages and my own own intuitive wisdom, so my take is sometimes quite different to the meaning found in a book. 

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.

 

Alice’s Lifelong Invisible Friend

Image from Meltys

Image from Meltys

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye.” ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery The Little Prince

Alice is the oldest person to have ever sought out my services as a psychic.  She came to see me late last year, at age 98, driven to my house by her grand-daughter Donna.

After she was settled, and her family had gone off for a drive to give her some privacy, Alice gravely informed me that she needed some spiritual advice before she died. Could I work with someone who had already lived their life and was right at the end of their time here?

“Don’t worry,” I reassured her. “Let’s just do what I would ordinarily do in one of my sessions, and we’ll see what comes up.”

We sat at the table where I work, and I held Alice’s frail hands in mine, closed my eyes, bowed my head, and offered up a prayer for the Highest Good. Then I sat quietly for a moment

It is wonderful to work with the elderly, and anyone drawing close to the end of their time here on earth.  Their lives stretch out richly before them, and the connection to the spiritual world is always strong and immediate.

Immediately I got a name, ‘Agnes’, and sensed that she was one of Alice’s guides. It was the most powerful and immediate connection, as if Agnes was right here beside us.

When I opened my eyes and looked up at Alice, so that we could begin our session, her soft grey eyes held mine. There was a bright curiosity there.

I explained how I start my session, with the prayer and the connection, and that I then opened myself up to any first impressions.  I told her about Agnes, and how strong her presence was.

Then we sat for over an hour, as I shared information about Alice’s aura, and why she had chosen to come to this life.  We discussed love and family, and I was able to give her clarity about some of the incidents and relationships that she was still trying to come to terms with after nearly a century of life.

Finally, as the session was coming to an end, Alice became quite teary, and told me she had a terrible confession. I couldn’t imagine what it could be – Alice has led a good life, filled with caring for others, kindness and love.

“I have an imaginary friend,” she whispered through her tears. “She’s been my friend since I was little. I’m always talking to her, and sometimes at night in my room, after everyone else is asleep, she comes to visit me, and she sits on my bed.”

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I didn’t say anything, just reached across so I could hold her hand.

She laughed. “I must be a bit funny in the head,” she said. “And there’s one other thing… My whole life I have felt lonely on the inside, like something precious is missing. I have no right to feel like this.  My parents were very loving, and I had tremendous brothers. I had a happy marriage and my own two girls and their families have been very good to me. And I had plenty of friends, although, of course, they are all gone now.”

“And your sister,” I prompted. “You must have been very close to your sister.”

Alice looked at me strangely, and the energy between us suddenly became very uncomfortable. “I never had a sister,” she said crankily. “You’re very much mistaken.”

We moved back to safer ground, and I answered the last of her questions, and then her grand-daughter arrived back at my house and Alice and I said goodbye.

Alice’s grand-daughter knocked on my door last night, to let me know that the old lady had died peacefully in her sleep on the weekend. Donna had sat with her grandmother for the last few days of her life, and Alice had been conscious and lucid til the last.  Alice was insistent that Donna contact me after her death.

Donna had a large envelope with her, and she took out the contents to show me. In it were photocopies of some old documents. One was the death certificate of Alice’s mother.  It clearly showed that she had given birth to three sons and then after a gap of six years, two twin girls, Alice and Agnes.

My skin prickled with recognition. Agnes… The presence I had felt so strongly in the room with us that day.

There was also a death certificate for Agnes, who had died at age four from scarlet fever.  The family had lived in a small town in Outback Queensland. Donna had discovered that her great grandmother and Agnes were buried in a family plot in that small town.  She was now planning to go out there to find their graves.

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Alice had told Donna all about her session with me on the drive back to her nursing home, and Donna had then diligently visited the State Archives to see what she could learn of her family history.

She had found the information weeks before her grandmother passed away, and Donna told me it had given her grandmother much peace.

Alice’s family had never spoken of Agnes, and Alice had grown up believing that Agnes truly was imaginary. She had learned from a very early age not to speak of Agnes, but had maintained that love and connection with her twin sister for her whole life.

We both cried, and hugged, and as she left, Donna withdrew another small envelope from her bag. “This is for you, from Gran,” she said.

I opened it after she left. In a spidery hand, Alice had written me a short note. In part, it said Thank you for restoring the missing part of my heart.

Last night I lay in bed and thought of my own beautiful grandparents who have now all passed away, and some dear friends whose lives ended too early.  I felt the weight of all their love. And it made me smile to think of Alice and Agnes, together again, and catching up on a lifetime’s worth of being apart.

Love truly is a force powerful beyond all we can imagine.