Awakening To Spirituality Retreat – March 2018

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“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing 
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.” 
Jalaluddin Mevlana Rumi

 

Awakening to Spirituality Retreat – March 6 to 11, 2018, in Byron Bay Australia

Do you yearn for deeper spiritual connection? Do you know that your heart is calling you to live a more intuitive and connected life, but you’re not sure how to do that? Are you a little afraid of what opening up to Spirit may entail?

I invite you to join me on a profound journey of discovery. I designed this year’s Awakening to Spirituality mentoring retreat for those people who have inherent intuitive and spiritual gifts but who are unsure how to tap into them, or best use them.

Let me and my Guides help get you firmly walking on your spiritual path, particularly if you feel the call, but are not sure how to start, or if you want to work with others but lack the courage to use your gifts and live your dreams. This retreat is also good for those people who’ve become stuck or lost their direction! No matter what your spiritual or religious beliefs this retreat will support you to explore that connection deeply and in truly meaningful ways.

I believe that our lives become fulfilling and satisfying by honouring our soul’s need for connection and by using our potential to do good in the world through contributing our unique talents, gifts and knowledge. Let me help you honour these gifts that you have been given, and the intentions you have as a soul for your growth and contribution in this lifetime. The spiritual journey is necessarily one of healing, and we will be focusing on the importance of asking for Universal Help and then creating space within our lives to allow connection, guidance and healing to happen on a physical, emotional, intellectual and spiritual level. This helps us to deal with energetic blockages, resistance to our path, and to create positive flows of energy and spiritual guidance within our lives.

As you begin to connect with your inner wisdom, Universal Energy/God and your Guides, so you will become empowered in making choices more aligned with who you are on a Soul Level.

On this retreat we will:

  • Learn The Habits – a daily process that takes only minutes but that connects, grounds and supports us throughout our day
  • create our own sacred space with a spiritual altar that you will be able to then reconstruct at home
  • cover what spiritual awakening actually is and what to do with that. I will also introduce my Guides, and conduct several channelled sessions with them, giving you the opportunity to ask THEM questions too!
  • connect you to your guides and angels
  • learn what vibration is, how to become conscious of yours, and how to use it in your life
  • learn meditation techniques for spiritual growth and connection
  • learn meditations for healing ourselves
  • use intuitive tools to support your journey and to obtain guidance
  • access the dream state to heal and grow, and to deepen our psychic connection
  • learn simple hands-on energy healing techniques
  • learn how to tune in to our best direction in life, love and business
  • craft tools and talismans for your spiritual journey

This is a gentle, restorative and supportive retreat, where you will be mentored and guided by me and my team every step of the way, and in the company of people who will become great friends over the course of our time together.

No matter how much of a beginner you feel, or how long it has been since you have had a regular spiritual practice you will find what you need on this retreat.

My Meditation Practice for this Group:

Before the Retreat begins, I choose a bead for each of you, and string it into a meditation mala. The bead will have a shape and texture that makes it individual within the group, just like you. Next, I spend significant time in prayer and meditation for YOU, asking what you most need, and how I can best help you.

Then I put together your kit. Each kit is personal and designed for your specific energetic and spiritual needs. The kit has everything you need for the duration of the course, including a personal crystal chosen by me, and programmed just for you. The kit will be given to you at our introduction session.

For two weeks prior to the course commencement, during the course, and for two weeks following the completion of our activities, I will meditate for you and the group twice a day; once in the morning, and once in the evening, for a total of four hours. During this time I will send you healing, work on you energetically, and help lift you into the space that will best serve you. It􏰀’s an act of huge devotion, and everyone who has worked with me has felt the effects of my efforts during these meditation sessions.

If you’d like more information, or feel that you are called to join us please contact my PA, Dana Hartnell at nicolecodyinfo@gmail.com and she will send you what you need! Once again the dates are 6 to 11 March, 2018, at beautiful Byron Bay, Australia. All YOMMERS receive a discount for attendance at this event. Please let Dana know if that’s you. And do be quick to reserve a place, as my courses full quickly.

Much love to you, Nicole❤ xoxo

 

The Glorious Journey of Our Love Mala

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“The best teachers have showed me that things have to be done bit by bit. Nothing that means anything happens quickly–we only think it does. The motion of drawing back a bow and sending an arrow straight into a target takes only a split second, but it is a skill many years in the making. So it is with a life, anyone’s life. I may list things that might be described as my accomplishments in these few pages, but they are only shadows of the larger truth, fragments separated from the whole cycle of becoming. And if I can tell an old-time story now about a man who is walking about, waudjoset ndatlokugan, a forest lodge man, alesakamigwi udlagwedewugan, it is because I spent many years walking about myself, listening to voices that came not just from the people but from animals and trees and stones.”
~ Joseph Bruchac

 

Do you remember, back in February, when I decided to make a mala, and to pray every bead twice a day for a month? The idea came to me because my friend Liz was going through a difficult time, and I wanted to find a practical way to support her. My first bead – a pearl – I marked for her, and then I chose a bead for 106 other people, and the 108th as a bead to represent everyone not specifically mentioned in the previous beads. The keeper bead, at the beginning and end of the mala, is the stone I kept for myself.

My intention for that thirty days was to use my meditation and prayers to aid in your emotional support and healing. I strung each bead onto the mala with an intent for you to know forgiveness and self-love, for ending guilt, regret, fear and shame and embracing love and flow and abundance.

Each day I held every bead, one at a time between my fingers, and prayed my mantras and then a specific prayer for each bead – each person. I wore the mala every day, all day, so that I carried you with me. Soon my fingers knew each bead by name. This one Wendy, this one Jess, Jacob, Holly, David, Satisha, Kim, PJ, Joanne…

Each night when I finished my meditation I lay the mala on a large quartz and green tourmaline cluster beside my bed. Each morning my fingers reached out in the dark, found the mala, and my prayers and meditations began again. After which the mala was placed over my head so that I could wear it all day.

The very first day I wore the mala I took you all out for breakfast at a favourite cafe near my farm. Later we swam in the ocean. The water was so clear that I could see tiny fish darting above the sand below my feet. A stingray shuffled past. A dolphin greeted us from a rolling wave.

Over the next thirty days this mala came with me as I swam in rivers, watched koalas in the eucalypts, walked rainforests and paddocks, visited farmers markets and dined with friends. I felt that you were with me on every step of my daily life. You came to coffee shops to sit and write with me and my friends, you came to conferences and dinners and even to a theme park where I took you on a crazy ride and then ran in the rain. You’ve been hugged, and you’ve enjoyed laughter and quiet times. You’ve been held during the day when I sensed you needed extra support. You’ve had all kinds of weather, and you even came dancing with me at Bluesfest.

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Finally on Good Friday I took the mala off and laid it on the earth here at my farm, under the shade of the magnolia tree that Sokli, my fairy friend, so loves. I placed a grid of stones around the mala. A stone given to me by my Aboriginal Auntie, a citrine point, a selenite fish-tail, and a rose quartz. In the centre of the grid I placed a large phantom smoky quartz. All of these stones gave energy to the mala as it rested on the earth during the lunar eclipse and Blood Moon on Easter Saturday.

On Friday I shall gather the beads up from the earth and begin the process of unstringing the mala and passing beads on to those people who want them now that my prayer cycle is complete.

The bead that stood for everyone? I am going to string another mala using that bead and then give it away to one of my readers. Stay tuned to find out more details once that new meditation mala is complete.

I’ll begin another Love Mala soon to pray for a group of you for thirty days. Theme as yet to be decided. I promise to update you when I start allocating the next group of names to these beads.

It has been an honour and a privilege to carry you with me. I hope you feel the love and care in these stones, and know how much you mean to me. (((HUGS))) Nicole <3 xoxo

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Image from rambling mandie.com

Me and That Owl

Clothes line owl

“Turn your wounds into wisdom.” 
Oprah Winfrey

“The unexamined life is not worth living.” 
Socrates

 

Last Monday, in my Doctor’s rooms, I received the best kind of news. Although I am still unwell, I have definitely turned the corner in my struggle against Lyme disease. I am no longer dying. I am healing. My life is once again unfurling a sense of possibility.

On Tuesday we came home from the city to our little farm. That night I stood in my backyard and communed with an Owl. An hour earlier my computer had locked me out, and my other one had powered down, unable to be recharged. I couldn’t blog. I couldn’t write. I couldn’t work. I couldn’t be all ‘business as usual’. I managed to get one last message to you. I’m taking time out, I said. In my head were visions of relaxing, laughing, sleeping, a little crying, and complete replenishment.

This is what really happened…

As I stood outside with the Owl, I felt as if somewhere upstairs God, or at least someone with a plan, slammed shut another door in my life, leaving me standing in an empty corridor.

Behind me were all the doors I could have taken, and all the doors I thought I should have taken.

Behind me were all the doors that will never open for me again.

For a moment I felt peace. Relief flooded over me. Not dying. Healing.

And then, and I must be honest here, I was consumed by panic. I looked behind me at all those closed doors.

Oh, I knew that wasn’t the best of plans. But I couldn’t help myself. Even if I hadn’t turned I could feel them. The weight of them. The sound and space of them.

What should I do? Where should I go? Was it too late? Could I rush back down that corridor into the dark and salvage a few things?

How was I meant to do this next bit? What was my life meant to look like?

I couldn’t see any open doors in front of me.

Image from Frontview

Image from Frontview

The Owl on my clothesline hooted, getting my attention and pulling me out of the maze of my mind.

What should I do? I asked her.

Breathe, said the Owl.

It was good advice. I stood barefoot on the lawn under the moon, letting air fill my lungs and then empty. Over and over again. Eventually I calmed.

The Owl was still there.

What shall I do now? I asked.

Sleep, said the Owl.

Tearily I put myself to bed.

On Wednesday morning I was bright-eyed with excitement. My new life! All the things I might do.

I made a cup of tea. I sat at my desk.

I unravelled.

All of the doors that were closed…

I shed a few tears.

I became angry. I shouted at the walls. At the bigness of the sky, and at the stupid smallness of me.

I pulled myself together.

I busied myself tidying things and making lists. These are the old ways I have fallen back on time and again to soothe myself into that sense of control, although I know it is an illusion. I am fine, I told myself. I am coping. Better than fine. Better!

That night the Owl was there again.

I stood outside with soft rain falling, misting my hair and skin with its gentle caress.

Owl, I pleaded, I don’t know what to do.

Rest, said the Owl.

I put myself back to bed.

On Thursday I breathed out. I mean really, really just let it all go. I felt myself break into a thousand pieces.

They glinted and shone up at me from the floor. It was not frightening. It was simply real. It was what it was.

I knew then, that I had actually been broken for the longest time, but my sheer stubbornness and momentum had prevented those crazy shattered shards of me from falling to the floor. I had only looked intact. That too, was an illusion.

I am not coping, I said to my husband. I am not coping, I said to the Owl.

I know, they said. Rest, they said.

I woke on Friday. Still broken. But knowing that too was an illusion. How could I be broken, surrounded by tiny glistening shards as I was, when part of me was still so solid and whole?

Awareness came. Just like all of the characters in my favourite books, my life hasn’t gone to plan. I have been tested and challenged. I have faced torment, loss and pain. So many of my dreams have been thwarted. There is still a long road ahead of me as I move back towards wellness. But the beauty is that the story of my life isn’t finished yet.

My dear friend, Kim, helped me to put things in perspective;

“All those things you missed… I know they seem real to you, but you have done other things that some of us can’t dream of. I’m reminded of Odin, who gave up one eye so he could “see” and know the mysteries of life. So he has crap depth perception but he can see things nobody else can.”

I am okay, and this is just how my life is, I told myself. And it was true. I was gentle with myself about the grief and sadness still within me. Life touches us all with some suffering. I felt the truth of my friend’s words, and acknowledged my psychic experiences so few others get to share. I laughed at myself a little, for the crazy ambitious plans I’d held for so long, for when I was ‘well’.

Those plans exhausted me just to think about them. I let them slither through my fingers and fall to the floor. I watched those plans streak off to find others to help them with their becoming.

The Owl was sitting in a branch of the old teak tree outside my window, eating her breakfast, as I sat at my desk, sipping a cup of tea.

What do you think? I asked Mistress Owl. This time I was comfortably empty. There was no neediness left inside.

Write, she said. Write.

Write what you know.

Oh, I thought. All the things? That’s a bit provocative. How might people react?

But all the while I was thinking yes, yes, I can write what I know. Who cares how people might react. I shall write. It’s something I can do while I’m healing. It’s a way to contribute.

Even more than that, as I sat with my decision, and this gentle new direction, I found a place of understanding within me. The things that I might write? I wish someone had written that book that for me. To hold something like that in my hand, at the times where I was breaking, reforming, emerging, well, it would have been an enormous comfort.

Beautifully brave Hermione Granger, with her head always in a book. Image from 100 Classics

Beautifully brave Hermione Granger, with her head always in a book. Image from 100 Classics

And then my lovely friend Sally sent me this:

“Yet, I get to tell my truth. I get to seek meaning and realization. I get to live fully, wildly, imperfectly. That’s why I’m alive. And all I actually have to offer as a writer, is my version of life. Every single thing that has happened to me is mine.” ~ Ann Lamott

To help others make sense of their journey, through the sharing of mine. That’s something I am well qualified to do. There has to have been a reason for all of this. My job now is to reflect deeply upon that, and to turn my wounds to wisdom.

Last night there were three Owls. Teach, they said. Share. Help the others.

Mistress Owl is there in the tree outside my window again this morning. We went flying together last night, the Owls and I, and I had a vision of what comes next. There are no doors involved at all. We’d risen way beyond doors to a clear, open space. And it was beautiful.

Bless xx

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Image from The Matinee

Who do you tell?

“That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.” 
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald

It’s taken me a long time to begin to share my story…

For the longest while I never even thought I would.

But then I remembered what it was like. To be a small girl whom no-one believed. To be the girl who never fitted in, although she so desperately wanted to be like everyone else.

I remember how lonely I felt at school.

I remember how it felt as I tried to deny this great big part of me that seemed to only exist in fairytales and fantasies for other people.

I mean, really, who can you tell? Who will believe you?

Who do you tell when ladies in old-fashioned dresses appear in your bedroom in the dark of night, comforting your ill baby sister and speaking with her in French?

Who do you tell, when at any minute you expect someone will come for you and you’ll return back to the house you’re supposed to be living in – a big old house made of smartly cut stone, with fireplaces and a round driveway for the carriages?

Who do you tell when you find that you know things about people, but you can’t say how you know?

Who do you tell when you feel like someone watches you as you sleep?

Who do you tell when your dreams are filled with places and people you are sure are from your ‘other life’?

What happens when these things don’t fade away as you get older, and that sense of ‘strangeness’ lingers?

Who do you tell?

Who do you tell when you ‘dream’ you see a college friend suicide, and you know the thoughts in his head before, during and after he has died?  And then you get the phone call from hundreds of miles away later that week, and find your dream was real?

Who do you tell when an old Aboriginal woman you’ve never met takes you flying in your dreams and then turns up in person the next afternoon?

What does it mean when owls follow you as you go for moonlit walks?

What happens when you see one owl sitting in the tree behind the lights of the campfire on a remote Outback property?

What happens when there are five owls?

What happens when there are seven?

Who do you tell when the trees whisper to you?

Who do you tell when you see strange lights in the sky at night?

Who do you tell when your life is turning upside down, and everything you thought you understood about the world, and about yourself, is suddenly not quite right anymore?

Who do you tell? Who will believe you?

What happens when you scarcely can believe it yourself?

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Image from www.thesmartness.com

That’s been my battle. And it’s why I’m finally writing now.

Because what if you are like me, and you thought you were the only person going through this? I’ve been in that place where you question your sanity, and you feel that there is no-one you can confide in. It’s the loneliest, most isolating feeling in the world….

I couldn’t do that to you. And anyway, it’s the strangeness and the difficult lonely road that has made my life worthwhile – that has made me who I am.

And now I understand – writing what is real for me also makes it real for you.

Bless ♥ Nicole xx

You See Dem Owls?

Families gather around the campfire at night telling stories about the night owls. By Kathleen Buzzacott

Families gather around the campfire at night telling stories about the night owls. By Kathleen Buzzacott

“It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.”
~ e.e. cummings

So, back to my story about the Kimberley owls

Have you ever wanted to run away from yourself?

Twenty years ago or so, when I arrived at this remote cattle station at the top end of western Australia – a million acres of vast wilderness that I was to call home – I was already deeply unhappy. I’d been troubled by a mystery illness which had disrupted my career, and whose lingering affects of fatigue left me strangely unable to pursue a ‘normal life’.  I found that after working all day I had no energy for socialising or relationships, I could no longer drink alcohol without feeling ill, and the plans I had made for myself seemed to be going up in smoke. Instead of climbing the ladder I was stuck in the middle of nowhere, and that, it seems, was where my life was going.

After such a promising beginning, my life had spiralled into a place I couldn’t recognise. My relationship was in tatters, although I was still trying to make it work. The staff at the station were mostly men with poor social skills – only the gay and seriously alcoholic station cook took any time to talk to me. And I had come ill-prepared for living somewhere so remote.  I had brought only one book, and no crafts or projects for a nightly distraction.

Even worse, I had this weird psychic sense of something impending. I had moments of deja vu, lucid dreams, a feeling of being watched, and I often smelled flowers or smoke when there was nothing to create that sort of odour. I knew things about people or events without being able to understand why.

I worked hard on shoving any intuitive or psychic feelings and perceptions back down.  That was something I actively didn’t want.  Being unwell already made me different enough.  I just wanted to be normal.

That was quite hard to do, given my circumstances.

Kimberley Boabs - Image from www.boabsinthe kimberley.com.au

Kimberley Boabs – Image from www.boabsinthe kimberley.com.au

The aboriginal man who’d met us at the last river crossing on the day we’d arrived at the Station still treated me as if I was invisible.  It was becoming embarrassing.  Ever since he’d poked his bony finger into my breastbone, with his strange welcoming message, ‘You dat thing’, he had only spoken to me twice; both times in the evening as we came back to our rooms after a night around the camp fire.  Each time he simply asked me, “You see dem owls?” And then he’d ask, “How many fella you see?” There had only been one, and just like the first night he had grunted at me and walked off.

I felt like a fringe dweller in an already tiny community with limited social activities and opportunities for friendships.

The Station had satellite television – a big screen in the staff dining room – and we received two channels clearly.  One was the ABC, and the other was an amalgamation of sport, more sport, local sport, national and international sport, fishing shows and a few bad reruns. To change channels someone needed to go out to the big box under the satellite dish and flick a switch. No-one ever wanted to watch the ABC besides me, and seeing I was not a drinker either, it didn’t leave me many options for evening entertainment.  It was miserably lonely.

I ended up with two favourite activities.

I’d sit quietly around the nightly campfire, listening to the music as stockmen strummed their guitars and sang, or played their small (very small!) collection of country music CDs.  While everyone else drank beer I’d sip tea and watch for owls. Gradually, over the coming months, I began to see more than one owl coming down to the trees around our fire. But the aboriginal stockman never asked me again how many owls I saw, and I was too shy to say anything to him. I figured he didn’t like me anyway.

My most favourite thing of all was something I did with only my dog Bundy for company, once the station’s communal dinner was finished. On moonlit nights, Bundy and I would head out onto the main road, which was just a wide dirt track leading out to the runway or over to the river crossing and back into town. We’d choose a direction and start walking. The dust was soft and thick beneath our feet and we would walk until the laughter, loud television and bad country music faded into nothingness. We never needed a torch. The stars and moon were so bright that we could see perfectly well without them.

When we came to a good straight stretch, I’d lie down in the soft dust in the middle of the road, and Bundy would come and lay beside me, her head on my chest. Together we’d look up and count shooting stars. There were so many that I needed to choose a high number as our goal each night. Seventy-six I’d say to Bundy.  When we’ve seen seventy-six shooting stars we’ll head back home to bed.

Shooting stars - image from   www.freeimages.gatag.net

Shooting stars – image from www.freeimages.gatag.net

Out there the night sky was oh-so-beautiful. Stars stretched out forever, a milky blanket thick with light. The ground was soft and warm beneath me, and I grew to love the smell and sounds of the night. My loneliness would melt away and I would gaze in wonder at the world above me.  Over the coming months it changed me somehow. I found myself calmer, more open to things, and I realised that I didn’t need to fit in, or try to be someone other than who I was.

I began to see things I’d never noticed before – plants, animals, tracks in the dirt, scuds of clouds in the sky. I realised that the Kimberley was full of crystals, all lying in the dirt at my feet.  Slowly my collection grew. Amethysts, clear quartz, smoky quartz, carnelians, dusty agates and river-smoothed wonders.

The big vast emptiness filled me up with…

I still can’t tell you what it was. Magic?  Spirit?

So much of my life unravelled at my feet during that time, and looking back I can see that it was more a freeing than a falling apart. But that’s now. With the wisdom of hindsight. At the time I was lonely, isolated and afraid of whatever was dwelling at the edge of my consciousness. Change was coming, although I did not understand what that could possibly mean.

And with every owl I saw, that feeling grew…

Barn Owl by Andrew Howells

Barn Owl by Andrew Howells

Making My Life Work for Me – Week 2

Image from flickr

Image from flickr

“Never tell a young person that anything cannot be done. God may have been waiting centuries for someone ignorant enough of the impossible to do that very thing.” ~ G. M. Trevelyan

“Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon.  A happiness weapon.  A beauty bomb.  And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one.  It would explode high in the air – explode softly – and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air.  Floating down to earth – boxes of Crayolas.  And we wouldn’t go cheap, either – not little boxes of eight.  Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in.  With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest.  And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.”  ~ Robert Fulghum

Welcome to Week 2 of our six week Making My Life Work for Me Program. (If you’re just joining us now, pop back and read the very first post so that you can gather the materials we’ll be using today.) This week our focus is on being open to new ideas, new solutions and things that have been lurking in our subconscious that we have been too stressed, tired, wired or defeated to pay any real attention to.  There’s good stuff in that head of yours.  There’s treasure for sure!

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Instructions:

We will be following the same format each week.  Read through this entire post before you get started. You can do the activities all on one day, or spread them put over the week – whatever works best for you.

Meditation:

We’re going to start with a meditation. But today it’s an active meditation. Find a song or piece of music you love and queue it ready to play.  Hold your crystal and drape your scarf or shawl around your shoulders.  Start your song and then close your eyes.  Lose yourself to the music.  Let the music get right inside you. When the song finishes sit for a minute, absorbing the energy, and be open to what comes next. The music will deliver a message to you.  Be open to it, and write it down in your journal. It could be lyrics, an image, an idea.  Trust whatever comes to you. This week, in quiet moments, expand on what this message means to you, and how you can begin to incorporate this energy in your life.

Visualisation:

Do this straight after your meditation, when you are ready and open for receiving! Close your eyes and use your imagination. See yourself the way you want yourself to be in the world.  Feel the emotions that come with this, and have gratitude and expectation of drawing these things into your life.  Really put some energy into this.  You can repeat this step again this week (even daily) if it feels right.  Thoughts are things, and this is how you manifest in the Universe!

Using Your Journal:

Go back and re-read your Pledge.  Think about your commitment to making this new life for yourself: one that fits you much better, one that gives you far better satisfaction and scope for joy. Hold this energy of possibility in your heart as you work with your journal this week.

Feel free to use your paints, coloured pens, glitter and stickers to make your journal visually attractive.  Get involved in the creation process and let your Inner Child rock your world, in the very best of ways!

Card of the Week: 

2013-03-24 16.30.18Let’s get the ball rolling by selecting this week’s Guidance.  Take your deck of positive cards, or your rune bag.  Close you eyes and offer up a prayer for the Highest Good, and then quiet your mind.

Randomly select a card/rune, trusting that it will have a message to guide you this week.  Write down the name of the card/rune and the message.  Feel free to add any additional thoughts or insights you might have.

The card I’ve chosen this week is well aligned with our theme.

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Trust that there is a wise and creative part of you that wants to help you redesign your life.  All the answers are within you – now we simply need to learn how to tune in and find them!

Week 2 Journal Activity:

On a clean page write a stream of consciousness around the question What can I do?  This is a big question, once you get started, so don’t limit yourself.  You may even want to come back to it over several days. Write as little or as much as you need to. Simply ask yourself the question and then answer it, letting the words pour out of you. If you feel blocked get up and go for a walk.  Play your song again, and then write! Draw pictures or mind map if you feel like it. If you cry or have some other emotional release understand that this is a good thing.

And now for some fun…

Collage – Things that inspire me.  Take your pile of old magazines and place them in front of you.  Holding your crystal close your eyes and say out loud “Universe, I am open to all Guidance and my own Higher Wisdom to show me the things inspire me, and show me beneficial direction in my life.”  Take a moment and sit in that energy, really feeling yourself connecting into and opening to that wisdom.

Then when you’re ready, open your eyes and start flicking through the magazines.  If any pictures or words appeal to you, cut or rip them out and place them beside you. When you have enough images cut them up neatly, and then spend some time arranging them on a page or double page of your journal.  If your journal isn’t big enough, feel free to use a sheet of cardboard. Glue your images to the page and leave it open to dry.  Now you have a strong visual reminder of your inspirations, how can you incorporate more of these energies in your daily life?

Were there any surprises?  Did you notice any particular themes?

Image from www.microbusinesshub.co.uk

Image from www.microbusinesshub.co.uk

Gratitude:

What’s already working in your life?  List five things in your journal each day that you are grateful for in your life.

Nightly Healing :

Get into bed and spend five minutes lying quietly in meditation with your eyes closed.  Call on God, Universal Energy, your Angels, your Guides, your Ancestors, whomever you feel comfortable and safe with.  Ask for their help.  Fill your body with white light, and then draw coloured light (just allow a colour to come to you) through your crown chakra (an energy point on the top of your head) and send it anywhere in your body that needs healing.  Feel the warmth as the energy radiates through your body, uplifting and healing you.  Know that answers will come while you are sleeping.

Give thanks, send this same healing gift from you to anyone or anywhere else if it feels right, and then sleep.  Expect dreams that inspire, heal and inform. Wishing you a wonderful week.

Much love to you, Nicole ♥ xx

Self-Growth Nature Oracle – A Reading to Guide your Current Energies

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What progress, you ask, have I made? I have begun to be a friend to myself.
~ Hecato, Greek philosopher

Every so often I like to channel through some messages for you, so that you can get guidance for a particular area or time in your life. Today our focus is on your personal and spiritual growth, and giving feedback for you around this.

Until mid-November 2012 there is some incredible energy for shift and change. The image you choose today will help support you through these changes.

Instructions for using today’s post

Scroll down through the following nature images and then let yourself come back to the one you are most drawn to.

When you have chosen your image, scroll further down for your message; designed to help you focus on self awareness, spiritual and psychic development.

Trust that you will be shown what you most need to know right now.

Love and Light,

Nicole ♥ xx

Let Nature Guide You…

1. Rainforest Walk

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2.  Park Bench

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3.  Forest Pool

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4. Trees at Sunset

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5.  Alpine Stream

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6. Autumn Leaves

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7.  Mountain Rainbow

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♥ The Healing Message and Gift of each Image ♥

Each nature image has a message for you. I have also selected a crystal to best support the message and energies of change in your life.  You could wear or hold this crystal, pop it in your pocket, under your pillow or beside your bed. (If you’d like to know more about working with crystals click here) The Power Word is a word to remind yourself of the quality you most need and that you are strongly attracting right now.  You can turn it into your own personal mantra by saying “I choose ___________ ” (insert your Power Word). Your Magical Healing Environment is a place or activity you’ll find supportive and healing.

♥  Rainforest Walk – Your Unfolding Path. The path to self growth right now is best found by spending time in solitary activities, and being out in nature. When you get quiet, and soak up the energy of the natural world, you’ll begin to really access the wisdom that is already within you.  Anything to do with the gifts of the earth, such as herbs, crystals and natural healing will be good paths for you right now.  ♥ Best Crystal – MOSS AGATE  ♥ Power Word – RELAX  ♥ Magical Healing Environment – The natural world.  Go for long walks, sit in the sun, take a picnic and a book and go sit under a big tree somewhere.  Visit a herbalist.  Sleep with a crystal under your pillow.

♥ Park Bench – Guidance in Many Forms. Don’t be afraid.  In your quiet moments, your Guides, Angels and Loved Ones who have crossed over are reaching out with messages and love for you. ♥ Best Crystal – Amethyst  ♥ Power Word – GUIDANCE ♥ Magical Healing Environment – Quiet places for reflection and spiritual growth.  Sitting at home with your cards and journal, finding time to read books about spiritual and self-growth. Meditation.

♥  Forest Pool – Emotional Healing.  This is a powerful time for letting go of childhood woundings, old pain from relationships, and all areas where you have regret and sorrow.  ♥ Best Crystal – TURQUOISE  ♥ Power Word – RELEASE ♥ Magical Healing Environment – Skilled healers, body work and self -nurture activities.  Seek out counsellors, body workers, therapists and other souls whose purpose here is to facilitate emotional healing. Surrender your pain.  Allow yourself to be filled up with love and renewal.

♥ Trees at Sunset – New Possibilities.  Stay strong.  You have weathered the worst of it and you are coming out the other side.  Expect inspiration.  Expect help.  Expect renewed optimism for the future.  Expect big shift and change. ♥ Best Crystal – Tiger Iron  ♥ Power Word – BEGINNINGS  ♥ Magical Healing Environment – Anywhere where you can move your body and exercise. Hit the gym, join a yoga class, go surfing or swimming or take up kick-boxing.  It doesn’t matter what – just build up your strength and fitness.  Get ready for life!

♥ Alpine Stream – Clarity and Connection. Spend time in thought, writing, journalling and meditating. Your heart is speaking.  Your Guides are speaking. You are open and ready to receive these messages. Your mind is becoming clearer. Your focus is becoming truer.  The worries and negativity that have clouded your thoughts is lifting. You’ll begin to see your next steps so clearly now.  ♥ Best Crystal – RUBY ZOISITE ♥ Power Word – BREAKTHROUGH  ♥ Magical Healing Environment – Places Outside your Usual Routine Take a weekend break somewhere new.  Try a new cafe.  Go to a different library.  Breakthroughs usually come when we shift our perspective.

♥ Autumn Leaves – Inspired Living  A wonderful energy for making changes, and allowing new gifts, new love, and new opportunities into your life.  Let go of what you don’t want, and get comfortable with standing empty a moment before the Universe fills you up again with something better. ♥ Best Crystal – GREEN AVENTURINE  ♥ Power Word – RELEASE  ♥ Magical Healing Environment – THE ARTS  Open yourself to inspiration and messages by visiting markets, art galleries, book stores, theatres, festivals and anything else that calls to you.  Be open to new ideas and new directions!

♥ Mountain Rainbow – Divine Connection  The magic of the Universe is pouring into you.  A wonderful time for exploring your own psychic and healing gifts through courses, reading and meditation. ♥ Best Crystal – CLEAR QUARTZ  ♥ Power Word – TRUST  ♥ Magical Healing Environment – MEDITATION.  Spend time in natural environments.  Breathe in big lungfuls of mountain air. Get some height and perspective. Try hands-on healing, reiki and other forms of energy work and spiritual connection.  Go with what you’re guided to.  And trust…

Stay strong, and know that you are in my daily thoughts, prayers and meditations.

If you enjoyed today’s post you may also like The Healing Power of Flowers and Fairy Blessings or my Magical Cupcake Readings!

Bless xoxo