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Stay Grounded & Rooted To Mama Earth

Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009

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This is the first in a series of posts I wrote while retreating to Harbin Hot Springs.

Body Awareness

I have a tendency to live in my head, completely unaware of the body I’m blessed to inhabit. When I get massages, the massage therapist always asks, “So is there any place in your body that needs special attention?”  My standard answer is, “Nope. It’s all good.”

Then my massage therapist (who I can just see shaking her head, knowingly) will start the body work and find all these sore, twisted knots all over me.

It’s not that I’m in denial. It’s that I’m honestly that disconnected.  My steady state is that I simply don’t notice my body unless I make a conscious effort to tune in.  Even Mojo Mentor and Pink Goddess Caroline saw this when she did my Pink Intuitive Reading.  My spirit was floating around the astral planes, communing with the Divine, while my shell of a body was left on earth, untended.

What Do You Mean, I’m Grounded?

When someone first spoke to me about staying grounded (and trust me, Pinkies- there have been many people talking to me about staying grounded!), I resisted.  Why would I want to stay in my weak, limiting, imperfect body when my spirit could be cruising around the astral planes?  The body seemed almost inconsequential to my life’s purpose, so why should I stick around and endure its endless restrictions?  Better to live in my head, swirling with creative ideas, manifesting dreams, listening to Signs from the Universe, and putting my highest good into the world. Right?

Wrong. I see it now.  Not that there’s anything wrong with flying around the astral planes. Not that creativity, intelligence, thoughts, and other manifestations of the mind don’t have great value.  But we are spirits that live in bodies, and if we live solely in our heads, the brilliant creations of our minds and spirits can get lost in Neverland, with nothing to ground them.

But what does that mean, to be grounded? You know it when you see it. And you know it when it’s not there. Haven’t you met people who are creative, spirited, passionate, but, well- flighty? They feel like a whirlwind of energy and when they leave the room, you feel a little tired, like you’ve been riding the rapids on a rocky river. Those people tend not to be very grounded.

And then you’ve met others- maybe they’ve very earthy, centered, calm, and peaceful. Perhaps they’re not spewing forth with creative energy. They move a little slower and stand firmly planted on the ground.  In their presence, you feel stillness, like a lake with no ripples.  These people tend to be more grounded.

Owning Balance

But imagine if you could combine the two. If you could take all of the creative, passionate divinity of the mind and spirit and ground it, such that there is an open channel between the spirit realm and the core of the earth, imagine the potential for creation, for healing, for true connection. That is my goal right now.

While I’ve been here at Harbin, I have been practicing exercises to get in my body. First, I’ve tried to still my mind. With the exception of writing this post, I have not opened my computer to write; I have tried to avoid thinking or figuring anything out; I have been meditating to quiet the monkey mind; I have focused on breath.

At the same time as I have been trying to still my mind, I have also been engaging in activities to enliven my body- doing yoga, bathing in hot and cold mineral springs, hiking in nature, free form dancing, and getting a Lomi Lomi massage and Watsu (water shiatsu).  All of these things have been aimed at helping me get grounded and stay rooted in this time of great energetic change in my life.

Yesterday, after a cycle of moving between an ice cold pool (mind you, it’s 20 degrees outside where I am!) and a 113 degree natural mineral spring 7 times, Mojo Mentor Tricia Barrett and I sat by a waterfall at Harbin.  The river that creates this waterfall parts two trees- an oak tree and a fig tree.  The flow of water is arguably the most creative and destructive force in nature. Just look at the Grand Canyon. You would think these two beautiful trees would be at the mercy of this river, as it flows down the mountain. Surely, the powerful force of water would override a living thing’s desire to live and thrive.

Strength in Roots

And yet, this has not happened.  These trees stand tall, roots exposed and subjected to a constant flow of the river, because these trees are deeply rooted into Mama Earth.  Even though the sand and clay beneath these roots has been washed away, these strong, steadfast roots hold the trees upright.

I think these tree roots and the waterfall that flows over them are a fitting metaphor for life.  Sure, it’s exciting to stay in your mind. Magic can happen in the mind- beautiful thoughts, passionate creations, conversations with yourself and the Universe. But unless you root your mind and spirit into your body and the earth, you risk allowing any potentially destructive force to sweep you downstream.  Unless you’re grounded, every little crisis can tip you over by pushing you with a feather. Every breeze of change, transition, or trauma can unravel you.  But if your mind and spirit rest upon well-grounded roots, you can weather any storm.

I don’t know about you, Pinkies, but I’m committed to growing stronger roots and would love to hear your wisdom about how to best accomplish this. I know so many of you are Pink Gods and Goddesses when it comes to staying grounded, and I know others of you are just like me- flying around the astral planes and wishing to feel more connected with your body and yourself.  Please share your journey, your wisdom, and any thoughts this might stir up for you.

Plugging in to the Earth’s energy,

Lissa


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Healing, Releasing, and Owning Me: Joy’s Pink Intuitive Reading with Caroline

Thursday, October 22nd, 2009

7thchakraHey Pinkies. Joy here. Last week, I had my first Pink Intuitive Reading with the Pink Goddess of Intuition, Caroline Diana Bobart.

I am still in the throes of all of the energy that was moved by this reading (I’ll explain more about that in a bit). I’d had readings of this nature before, but I’d forgotten how healing it can be when another acknowledges what is going on in your space, causing you to become aware of it and begin the process of movement.

Caroline is talented on so many levels, but what came through most strongly for me was her ability to not only see with precise clarity what was happening in my space, but to put it into words. She explained that nothing she was saying made sense to her since it was my experience; however, the way she described what she was seeing formed strong, clear pictures in my mind, and evoked feelings of truth in my gut. It made it very easy to embrace the whole experience with openness, trust and eagerness.

The Wheres and Hows
First, the setup: Caroline lives in Wales (the one in the UK), so were connected over Skype. Her eyes were closed as she assumed a light trance that enabled her to view me as a spirit, which emerged in her sight after I said my name three times. I was on mute for most of the time to minimize background noise so that she could focus. Every few minutes she would check in with me to ask if what she was saying made sense, and ask if I had questions. While what she was saying was merely her interpretation of what I was showing her, and didn’t necessarily make sense to her, it was important to know whether what she was saying was resonating with me. (It was.)

The Overarching Theme
Caroline immediately identified something that is very front and center for me – the fact that I am going through a big shift in character. You see, I have always been very liked. That’s because I’ve always been likeable. That’s because I’ve always been agreeable and eager to please, very often sacrificing myself in the process (unconsciously, of course). The first thing I “showed” Caroline as a spirit was this energy – and the fact that it was changing. Caroline explained that when we as spirits show things during intuitive readings it often means it’s because we’re ready to move that energy and, as such, transform what’s happening in our lives. Caroline saw that I am walking the line between being validated by everyone else and being true to my own desires. It’s no wonder at all that it appeared first … it’s something that’s up for me everywhere in my life. Inherent in this is the need to establish boundaries so as to live safely within my world of knowing, and be less likely to play to the wishes of other people and energies, either real or perceived.

This theme continued to come up throughout the reading … she later saw an energy between my sixth chakra (perception) and my seventh chakra (having/owning) that is often infiltrated by the energies of others … so that even though there is much I know to be true, the information is interfered with which results in self-doubt.

Stop Doubting
Oh yeah, self doubt. Another vastly enormous theme in my life. In fact, I have a slogan taped to my wall that says, “Kill the motherfucking self doubt” – so tired am I of letting my insecurities get in the way of my fullness.  Caroline confirmed that there are blockages to me “stepping into my own power.” In fact, I had heard it put that way several times, and it always resonates as profoundly true. She spoke of a kind of veil of black energy draped over the top edge of my aura which is not allowing me to be seen for who I genuinely am. The veil also dims my own communication with my highest self. The veil, she said, has to do with family energy – about keeping myself unseen, under wraps, lest the exposure of my whole self and all that I am disrupt the family dynamic. I therefore only show the good, acceptable bits to keep everyone calm and not rock the boat. Of course, none of this was or is conscious – which is why a reading like this is so HELPFUL in dislodging some of the energy that might be holding one back.

Communication About My Communication
Something else that has been hugely present for me has been the awkward stumbling into speaking my truth … or speaking at all … particularly within my relationship. Before we got started, Caroline had invited me to ask any questions I wanted information on from the reading. Though this communication issue is something that’s very much up, I wasn’t sure where or what the question was, so I let it go and trusted that if it needed to come up, it would. Sure enough, not even halfway into the reading, Caroline saw a dark fuscia-colored energy oozing out the back of my aura begging to be looked at before she moved on. It was a communication energy that had to do with – what else – my relationship. (At this point I was sitting there, shaking my head in awe and giggling silently. Of course!) The energy spoke of a desire to somehow express the profound changes I was going through – a real need to say what that change is. However, such a thing was impossible because the change is still in the process of happening. Therefore, my truth in this moment would look more like, “A change is happening. It’s big, and I don’t know how I’m going to be at the end of it. For now, I just need you to know this and stick with me through it.” I breathed a HUGE sigh of relief at this awareness. It felt so much less confusing and cumbersome … it’s simply and precisely what is. I don’t have to force it, define it further, or DO anything about it. Phew. Another deep breath; another validation of things happening exactly as they should be.

My Past Life
Caroline then moved on to look at my “spiritual information,” or the connection with my spiritual self. She noted that I was very well connected to my truth/purpose by threads of gold energy. However, there is an issue of me feeling as though I don’t deserve to have the information. I wasn’t sure why, but this felt really right on. Caroline perceived that it had to do with a past life, so she took a look. She saw me about 200 years ago, as a woman in Portugal. The woman had gray hair, was hunched and was carrying a stick. She was a bit crazed. Caroline explained that the woman had always been very psychic, but in that time and place there was no way for her to communicate the information, or be taken seriously. There was no way for her to reconcile her perceptions with the reality around her, and she was unable to communicate who she was and what she had to offer without being judged or ridiculed. When Caroline paused to ask me if any of this was making sense, I was laughing again. I’ve always understood that many who are deemed “crazy” or “mentally unstable” (Caroline was very gently trying to convey, without worrying me, that this was what this woman was) actually have access to a reality that most of us don’t. It’s not always the case that they are sick, it’s just that most of us can’t understand what they understand, and it scares us, so we label them, we medicate them, we institutionalize them. Anyway, not only was I not put off by this description of my past life, but I was actually loving it … whacky as it sounds, I’ve always felt as though I’m not crazy enough, and that my true self has a bit more of an edge – an understanding of a truth that detaches me slightly from my conformity to social norms. I don’t expect anyone to understand this, but was mightily relieved and amused to receive this information, and realize that it’s quite okay to shed this unconscious fear of being laughed at and remaining unheard – a fear to which I’ve been clinging for all these lifetimes.

Yes, You’re In Transition
The question I did pose to Caroline before the reading began was that she look at the direction of my coaching practice. I am nearing the end of my training and, though it is a long-held dream of mine to work as a coach, I’m actually not sure exactly what it will look like. I received validation and comfort all over the place on this front as well. She saw the space as a dark emerald green, which at the moment is opaque. In this case, the opaqueness represents how much of my  seeing/knowing ability (which has yet to be owned by me) I’m going to use within the coaching practice. The reason the space isn’t clear is because I’m not yet clear on that decision, or even on the ability itself. This was actually wonderful to hear. Readings are NOT about predictions of one’s future – no matter how talented the psychic, we are the only ones with that information. But it felt good to hear that the transition of which I am so aware is actually happening on an energetic level.  Kind of like getting a medical diagnosis for vertigo. Not the greatest news, but at least you know you weren’t just imagining those dizzy spells.

Caroline also gave me some wonderful information on grounding the energetic space of my coaching practice outside of my own aura. Right now I’m keeping it very close to me – actually inside my own space – which isn’t allowing it to be its own creation. Part of the reason I’m doing this (with the coaching and with other things) is that I want to protect it from others who want to influence it, and who might be afraid of what will happen to their relationship with me as I move into this new space. However, the more grounded it is, she told me, not only will it be stronger and less susceptible to intrusion, it will also be more “visible” to the world.

Making an Impact
Two energies lit up for Caroline that represented the trouble I have with “the extent to which I can impact people.” This also hit a truth button for me. I’m hesitant to leave my imprint on people – to really “go in,” as a teacher of mine once put it. Responsible for this are two energies … one is a round, cream-colored energy in my seventh chakra, where some beings appeared to be hanging out. They looked to Caroline like paper cutouts – white and very angular – and she suspected that they were not human, but have attached themselves there to learn lessons of certainty and self-doubt in humans. This too was contributing to my difficulty in owning my perceived information, and all I needed to do was ask them to leave – I don’t need to agree to them being there.

There was also a purple triangle at the top of my second chakra, which had to do with my ability to own my body as a woman. As Caroline put it, it was muting my “inner tigress,” resulting in an inability to express my “feminine wiles.” Yup, bingo. Absolutely. Understood. As with the other unwanted energies, Caroline assured me that it was not my responsibility to keep and carry this inheritance. And so I intend not to anymore.

Say What You Need To Say
She also saw a dark green energy in my fifth chakra constricting my vocal chords and voice box. This made a ton of sense as a big frustration of mine lately has been my literal inability to SAY what is on my mind (this is partly why I’m such a good writer – the things that won’t come out of my mouth often flow through my hands). I’m very tired of not being able to speak, and at the same time am very aware of what seems a physical inability to do so. I was grateful then to remember that the energies that light up to be seen are also ones that we as spirits are getting ready to move. This voice box constriction energy is on the way out.

Caroline wrapped up the reading with a “next step” for me. It appeared as a bright fuscia pink, and had to do with becoming aware of my entitlement to speak according to what I see and perceive. Doing this, she reminded me, isn’t to the benefit or detriment of anyone else but myself (I think part of my hesitation to speak my truth involved hurting or alienating others). Energetically, people and beings do attempt to make me doubt what I feel by interfering with that space between my sixth and seventh chakras. By being bringing this forth into my consciousness and becoming more in touch with my communication energies, that all will start to move.

And Now …
Caroline advised me to take some time to process all of the information I’d received before diving back into my day. I did sit for a few minutes to ponder, gently re-entering the tasks at hand, but the Universe had other plans for me. Turned out the processing took ALL day. I felt like I was floating through each activity … unable to really land on any one endeavor or “achieve” anything. It felt like an aimless wandering, but one that was actually quite peaceful.  I knew from past experiences that readings not only give you information, they also facilitate a MASSIVE energy dump that happens when so much is looked at. I gratefully experienced the dump, slept peacefully and, as Caroline also warned me may happen, have experienced a week of highs and lows – introspection, brooding, awkward moments, and crossed wires. Again, none of this is bad – it’s like taking the engine of a car apart to rebuild it. There’s going to be a lot of loud clattering and clanging, parts that need to be sawed off or hammered in, frustration and puzzlement as the pieces are fit back together, ultimately resulting in an engine that purrs.

As I write this, I can feel things smoothing out. The upheaval is just a growth spurt – albeit a rather enormous spurt brought about by the wisdom, patience, and clear communication from Caroline, to whom I will be forever grateful as I navigate this next giant step forward in my life.

In Conclusion …
This is one of the best things I’ve done for myself in a long time, Pinksters. It was like a massage – helping me work out the places where energy had gotten stuck; allowing me to release what I had to. Caroline is the best – and I’m not just saying that because she’s a Mojo Mentor. The woman is truly, truly gifted and goddess-like. You can find out more about Pink Intuitive Readings with Caroline here. You can also read about Lissa’s experience here.

Feeling lightened, enlightened, and ever so grateful,

Joy

Owning Surrender/Spirituality/Healing: Our Pink Healing Circle

Friday, September 25th, 2009

three handsHello Pinkies! Joy here. Yesterday, Lissa and I had the blessing of participating in a virtual group healing/prayer circle with Mojo Mentor and Pink Goddess of Intuition Caroline Diana Bobart.

Who knew a healing circle was possible over Skype? From Berkeley and Marin County to Wales, we connected our voices over the Internet (will miracles of technology never cease?).  I can tell you that the moment Caroline invited us into a sacred space, I wasn’t sitting in front of my laptop anymore, but in a warm, comfy room with my two goddess friends.

Calling in the Healing Energies

Caroline opened with a prayer (by the way, Pinkies, for our purposes, the words “prayer” and “intention” are interchangeable), asking that our egos step aside to allow us to be clear conduits for the purest, highest and most sacred energy to come through us. If we wished, we could also invoke a healing being whose energy resonated with us, like Jesus, Buddha, Mary, Kwan Yin, etc. I called in a personal healing master to whom I had been introduced earlier this year.

Caroline then introduced us to our hand charkas – imaginary apertures in the centers of our palms (everyone has them) capable of transmitting healing energy. We practiced opening and closing them, like flowers blossoming and then closing into buds, in order to understand how each “setting” felt. Then we were invited to imagine a large globe of sparkling gold healing energy above our heads. We tore a hole in the bubble and allowed the energy to flow in through our crown chakras, through our heads, throats, down to our hearts, where it branched off and flowed down each of our arms and out our hands. We filled the center of our circle with this healing light, inside which each of us would bask during our healings.HealingHands

Intending, Giving, Receiving

Caroline invited us to each think of an intention for the healing… something for which we sought help from the Universe and each other. When our intentions were set, we were invited to sit in the center of the circle, one by one. Lissa went first. Caroline asked her to imagine a rose that represented her intention for healing. She described the rose for us, and then, upon Caroline’s invitation, verbalized her intention to receive a healing around balance in her life. We acknowledged the intention, and Lissa was invited to place her rose in a basket that was also inside the circle (yes, we’re still in our imaginations – but I’m telling you, it was vivid!), representing her release of the intention from her own hands and out into the Universe.

Now it was time to imbue our dear friend with golden healing energy. After Caroline repeated the prayer asking that our egos take five and that we be clear channels for sacred healing energy, we held up our hands, opened our chakras, and invited the sparkling gold energy to flow through us. The backs of my hands tingled and my palms were warm. After a couple of minutes, the sensation died down, indicating that the necessary energy had been transmitted into Lissa’s space.

A prayer of gratitude followed, after which Lissa gave us feedback on her physical sensations and emotions during the healing. We held space and listened to her words, acknowledging the sacredness of her own experience, and not trying to analyze or yank meaning from something that was ultimately her own.

blue-roseThe process was repeated for me, and then for Caroline. General feelings reported from the group about their healings were of release, easing of tension, relaxation, love, contentment and peace. And remember – neither Lissa nor I are Reiki practitioners or trained clairvoyants. And yet, the two of us were able to perform a healing for very intuitive Caroline that was as powerful for her as our own experiences were for us.

Being Clear

Having taken some clairvoyant classes in the past, I had been told that such rituals were not to be done without the oversight of an experienced intuitive such as Caroline; however, she assured me that when our intentions are clear, pure, and focused on healing, groups of Pinkies can do this and heal each other – both virtually and in person.

So what do you think, Pinksters? Ready to try it? We’re likely going to be giving this a whirl in person at next week’s Pink Posse meeting – the theme of which is Owning Surrender. What better way to do this than to send our wishes for ourselves out into the Universe with the blessings and support of a loving circle of Pinkies? Also in the cards is a virtual healing session much like this one open to the entire Posse – stay tuned!

Pink healers and healees all,

Joy, Lissa, and Caroline

My Pink Intuitive Reading With Caroline Bobart

Tuesday, September 15th, 2009

blue auraHiya Pinkies. Almost three weeks have elapsed since I experienced my Pink intuitive reading from Mojo Mentor Caroline Bobart. Usually, when things happen, I write about them instantly.  It’s almost as if writing something makes it real for me. But this time, I needed time to process what I experienced. I’m honestly not sure words will do it justice, but I wanted to take a stab and sharing with you how my first real intuitive reading went.

First off, there were no gypsy scarves or crystal balls, and never once did we use the word “psychic.”  Instead, we connected voice-over-internet via Skype from Wales to California, as if we were talking over the telephone. Caroline asked me to repeat my name three times, and then I listened. I didn’t record her so don’t quote me on this, but from the notes I took right after we finished, Caroline communicated something like this.

Your aura is dark blue at your crown and fades in a graded fashion to white at your feet. The dark blue at the top represents your creative self, traveling between the astral plains and earth.  You spend a lot of time in the astral planes, then bring back information that you communicate via your art and your writing. This allows you to have a wide perspective on quirky things. You scan landscapes and energy and bring into this reality things that are relevant to where you are right now, channeling that awareness of what goes on in the astral planes.

In your second chakra, within your womb, lies the white energy of your mother. You hold her in your space to keep her safe, just above your grounding.  It’s safe and warm, so she hangs out there.

When I look at your grounding, where you connect with the earth, I see white light going to the center of the planet. But I see that you are uncertain about how much to release.  Your creativity takes away from your ability to stay grounded.  If you are not well grounded, you topple more easily because you’re not physically anchored. Because you struggle with staying grounded, you hold a lot of energy within you, because it cannot flow through you into the center of the earth.  Because you function in higher levels of awareness, your grounding and lower chakras get neglected.

When I look at your spirit, I see that you have a huge capacity above your 7th chakra to take in spiritual energy. You connect easily to your higher self, and that’s what others sense about you. They see a lot of spinning, lovely energy which is nurturing, healing, and validating to others.  The growth for you lies in coming to terms with the effect you have on others. There’s a shyness you have about this. Part of you recognizes the effect you have on others, while another part of you thinks, “Holy shit.” You feel some trepidation about the role you are playing in the lives of others and your ability to affect their lives. You ask yourself, “What do I do with this power? Who am I?” You struggle to label it and aren’t sure what to do with this.  Your growth comes in realizing that labels are being exploded- you’re not just a doctor or artist or writer. But the dust hasn’t settled yet, leaving you in this in-between place.  You’re still exploring where you belong.

Your aura holds the energy of many other people within your space. Your aura should be mostly your own energy, but because you feel responsible for many others who hang out in your aura, it makes it hard for you to feel yourself.  You’re not conscious of the boundaries of your aura, so the boundaries are blurry. Your aura is a playground, which makes you less certain of yourself. Because your aura gets so crowded with the energy of other people, you tend to get out of your body, which makes your body feel a little foreign to you.

Other people tend to seek their own grounding through your space, and you’ve unconsciously tried to organize it in your own space. You want others to feel safe in your space, yet it’s hard to manage energy that is not your own.  If you become more aware of this, you can create, within Owning Pink, an energetic space that is well grounded. Then you can encourage people’s energy to move out of your space and ground into Owning Pink’s energetic space, outside of your personal aura, which can provide much more room for others to ground, grow, and blossom.

Why do others crowd your aura?  It’s an exchange you’ve agreed upon.  “I’ll give you warmth and safety if you’ll validate me. From early on, I’ll love you, but you need to see me.” I can see this fear on top of your aura, above your crown. There’s this orange vibration- this fear of not being seen. It’s based upon your past life energy. 300 years ago, I see that you were an old spinster dressed in black. You were a time-traveler, a shaman. You could navigate different realms, enabling you to have a huge, expansive perspective. But in this past life, your gifts went unrecognized. You were alone and never validated. No one could see you.  You had no opportunity to be of service. Those gifts stayed locked away. You still hold pain that remains from that past life, when you were persecuted because of your gifts. You’ve made a commitment in this lifetime to spew forth creative energy, without holding anything back. You run full force and are unapologetic about the amount of creative energy you can channel. But you still fear not being seen. So you invite others to enter your aura, because they make you feel seen, validated.  Because of this, your personal space has become community space. You need to reclaim your personal space, so you can continue to create and channel this energy from the astral realms. Reclaiming your personal space will help you better serve others, because you will become more grounded. And you will invite others to ground their own energy in something more expansive, an energetic space big and free enough to allow the energy of others to flourish.

For your next purposeful steps, I see a body detoxification, which will help you cleanse your aura and make it your own. I also see you meditating and learning to inhabit your body, which will help ground you and let some of the spiritual energy that enters your crown course through you and ground you into the planet.  Finally, trust your community and empower them to create the energetic space where we all can ground together, without crowding your aura.

Then, Caroline opened up the rest of the time for questions, we processed a bit, and the reading was over.

wings smallHow did it feel? Let’s just say that the 300 year old spinster from my past life had a heyday. I felt completely seen, not in some creepy, invasive way. More like “Wow, someone actually gets me.”  Because I don’t really want anyone to spoil the surprise of what my future might hold, I was a little worried that Caroline’s clairvoyance might wind up divulging something I might not wish to know about my future.  When will I die? Will I get rich and famous one day?  Will my child get ill one day? What number will win the lotto? These are questions I don’t want answered. But Caroline said nothing surprising, nothing I was unwilling to hear.

In fact, she had told me beforehand that I would be “seeing” myself along side of her, and truth is, she was right. I found myself nodding, expanding, and seeing my crowded blue and white aura and my mother in my womb.  I see that I am always spinning in my head and that I struggle to stay grounded. I went dancing with a girlfriend a week ago, and she said, “Even when you dance, you raise your arms over your head and dance on tippy-toe. What would it feel like if you bent your knees and rooted yourself closer to the ground?” At first, I resisted. Why bent lower? Why not reach for the stars? But when Caroline was speaking, I saw myself bending my knees, sprouting roots, and bringing all that astral energy through me. Perhaps I would be less spinny, less in my head, more grounded.

I could write about this for hours (and certainly will). But mostly, I wanted you Pinkies to vicariously experience what a Pink intuitive reading would be like.  I found it profoundly enlightening. Already, my life is shifting. I can feel it, as the tectonic plates of my energetic presence on this earth move just a notch.

It brings to mind the words of the former Cat Stevens. “To be what you must, you must give up what you are.”  I guess I feel like I am in that state of flux, trying to straddle two different lives, knowing, deep down, that to fully inhabit my power, I must stand, firmly rooted with two feet, in the life I’m meant to live.

Thank you Caroline, for this profoundly moving, earth-shifting, consciousness-raising, insightful, intuition-revving, loving experience. Words fail to do it any sort of justice. Trust me on this one, Pinkies…

Would you Pinkies be interested in geting a Pink intuitive reading of your own from Caroline? Are you curious how your life and your aura appear in the Unseen realms? Would you be willing to explore the spiritual lessons you might learn in this lifetime? Would you appreciate guidance as you reach for your full PINK potential? Let us know. We at Owning Pink are considering setting up the opportunity for phone or voice-over-internet sessions with very special Mojo Mentors like Caroline to help facilitate your journey as you take the next step on the Pink path. We’d love your honest feedback. Read more about Pink Intuitive Readings with Caroline Bobart.

With gratitude to you all for helping me heal past wounds and feel seen,

Lissa

Soul Healing, Angel Therapy, Reiki, Your Intuition, and Your Mojo

Wednesday, June 10th, 2009
Jean Kowalski, with her crystals, tuning forks, angels, aromatherapy, and more

Jean Kowalski, with her crystals, tuning forks, angels, aromatherapy, and more

I met Jean Kowalski on Twitter, of all places. Funny how I’ve moved to a place where my tribe seems to live, and yet, I’m discovering via Twitter that my tribe is everywhere. Kick-ass women who share my vision of healing women in creative, juicy, community-building, authentic self ways abound, like rose petals from some cosmic Pink bouquet floating on my lavender-scented river via Twitter (but I’m getting ahead of myself here).

Back to Jean. Jean is an intuitive, and her life’s work revolves around soul healing and angel therapy, something I wasn’t familiar with, at least not until today. Jean tweeted me a while back because she saw images of The Woman Inside Project, my art project for which I’ve been casting the torsos of breast cancer survivors and writing their stories about the beauty within. When Jean saw my art, images from her spirit guides started “downloading,” and she felt called to share her visions with me. We chatted back and forth about how we could better demonstrate the woman inside each of the women I cast. Trying to discuss something three dimensional in less than 140 characters on Twitter got tough, so for reasons I can’t explain, I found myself inviting this stranger to travel up from Laguna Beach and stay in my quiet little guest house in Marin County. When she arrived, she admitted that she wasn’t exactly sure why she had just driven 8 1/2 hours north but that the spirits would make the answer known. And so they have.

Today, Jean offered to guide me in a soul healing journey, and given that my new motto is Just Say Yes, I agreed, without having any clue what I was signing up for. With me lying down with my eyes closed, Jean invoked her healing spirit guides and invited me to do the same. I invited Willow, my inner guide who appeared to me during an interactive imagery session with Pink Posse Malaya Quinn, and who is a dead ringer for my Aunt Trudy Rankin (who I now call Willow). I also invited Jesus, because he’s my favorite, and Kwan Yin, because she appears to me in dreams.kwan-yin-small

Because my eyes were closed, I couldn’t see what Jean was doing, but I could feel waves of air and smell beautiful fragrance, so I assumed she was doing some healing energy work. Finally, after many deep breaths, she led me on a journey into my heart. We opened one big gate, leading us into a corridor demonstrating four doors. In the corridor, I visualized Willow, there to greet me and accompany me on my journey. Jean invited me to open the first door and describe what I saw.

Now, first a word about guided imagery. I discovered I was REALLY good at this, long before I was living such a floofy, woo woo life and working at an integrative medicine center. Back on my wedding day at Post Ranch Inn in Big Sur, I signed up for a shamanic journey, just so I could say I did something crazy on my wedding day. But it turned out to be one of the most profound experiences of my life. Now I know some of you Pinkies have probably done guided imagery- and some have not. But I highly recommend it. We use it all the time in Owning Pink workshops. But I digress.

Upon opening the first door, I saw a worn teddy bear that looked similar to my dog Grendel’s ratty toy bear. Jean asked me if Teddy had a message for me, and I answered, “Snuggle me.” I snuggled the bear, and with Willow standing beside me, we walked around the room, where I discovered a Victrola. Jean asked me to lift the needle, put on a record, and tell her what song was playing. I heard Amazing Grace, and listened. When Jean asked if the song had a message for me, I heard a voice loud and clear that said, “You’re supposed to meet a songwriter named Grace. She’s going to help you write the Owning Pink anthem.” Wow. Grace, are you out there? I’m crazy about music, and I’ve always wanted to write a song- just one fabulous song before I die. It’s written on my wall on my bucket list. Funny what shows up in the center of your heart.

Next. Jean lead me around the room, where the image of a red velvet ottoman appeared, like something a queen would rest her feet on. She asked if I wanted to sit on it, and I said I wanted to kneel beside it. I rested Teddy on top of it, and it morphed into an altar. What message did the altar have for me? That maybe I should plan this sacred altar-building workshop with Carmela Carlyle, my Laughter Yoga instructor. But Jean wanted me to go deeper. What was the bigger message? That I want Owning Pink to help women get in touch with spirit. Own Spirituality? Ah, yes. Easy ‘nuff!

Was there anything else in the room? Yes. There were rose petals on the floor. Pink, of course. What was their message? That we are more beautiful in community that by ourselves. That I am not alone. That I have this whole, friggin’ Pink Posse to support me. That I am enough- just the way I am- flaws, scars, jagged edges, and all. (Tears starting to flow at this point…) And then Jean invoked a white light that shone into my heart and then back out of my heart, spreading into the hearts of every single on of you in the Pink Posse. White healing light, reminding us that we are not alone. That we are here for each other. All the while, I felt Jean’s hand pressing on my arm, reminding me. Here she is- a Pinkie stranger turned healer. We are SO not alone.

Finally, it was time to leave the first room, go back to the corridor, and enter the next door. Inside, a wrench awaited me, and I began to laugh. (Mind you, all these objects are appearing from my psyche. Jean is not telling me there’s a wrench. She’s asking, “What’s in the room?” And yet each object surprises me. What the hell is a wrench doing in heart?) I giggled, because I remember a time when I had just left a toxic marriage- leaving behind my house, my boat, and my wrench. Dad, who was desperately looking for tools so he could help set up my new house yelled, “What kind of woman doesn’t have a wrench?” in this very out-of-character rage. Uh, duh, Dad. The kind of woman who just left her abusive husband- gimme a break.

Then for years after that, we joked about that wrench, my Dad and I. Eyes closed, heart open- I laughed. Until my laughing turned into tears, because suddenly in the second room, Dad was there, leading me towards a white shining light where a white marble bench sat. Dad sat down, and like a little girl, I climbed onto his lap and snuggled, just like I had with Teddy. And then Teddy reminded me of my dog Ariel, who loved her stuffed animals and who died days before Dad died, two weeks after Siena was born. And then the flood came.

Jean asked what message Dad had for me, and I clearly heard, “It’s okay if you don’t practice medicine the way I did.” Dad always made fun of alternative health, so I grew up with a cynical attitude and Dad’s characteristic sensible side. Not until Dad died did I allow my authentic self to come out of hiding and discover that I believe in all this woo woo healing. My authentic self thinks alternative health providers are doing what we traditional docs don’t do-listen, hold space, be present. Which is why I joined an integrative medicine center. Why can’t we all collaborate our tools so we have more tools in our toolbox? But deep down, I have this nagging sense that my beloved Dad would laugh at me. Yet, here he was in the center of my heart, telling me how proud he is. How it’s okay if someday I want to leave medicine altogether. That I don’t have to be a doctor for him to love me. More tears from little wounded Lissa, sitting on Daddy’s lap.
Then, without another word, he was gone, and I felt so alone, until Willow showed up. Jean asked if anything else was in the room, and I saw a lasso, and walked over to inspect it further. Only then did I discover that it wasn’t a lasso- it was a noose. More tears. My cousin Corry, Willow’s son, hung himself. This room was torturing me. I was heaving through sobs by this point, as Jean asked me whether anyone else was in the room with me. And sure enough, Corry was there, light and bright as an angel, holding his beloved cello. He had a message for Willow. He said, “I’m sorry, Mom. I wish I hadn’t done it. And it’s time for you to let go.” After more tears and the sound of his cello song, Jean invoked the white healing light that enveloped us, spreading its essence and reminding me that I am not alone. Daddy is with me always, and he and Corry are my angels. I have Mom, Matt, Siena, and all the rest of my Pink Posse- you. But damn, this soul healing is hard work!

She must have sensed I’d had about enough journeying into my broken heart, because Jean then invited me to step into a beautiful place, and I visualized a meadow surrounded by mountains, similar to a scene I once saw near Aspen with my cousin and Pink Posse member Rebecca Bass. In the middle of this meadow was a natural hot spring, and Willow and I slipped into the spring together. Jean asked what message the water had for me, and an image of Tricia Barrett’s green juice and its healing waters came into my mind. The message came through loud and clear- I’m supposed to help Tricia spread her message- serve green juice at all Owning Pink functions, allow the juice to be the nectar that unites us- and heals.

In the next room, I saw Tricia’s kitchen, the one she’s trying to find for Green Resurrection and has been trying to manifest. It had a big, old, dusty industrial stove and oven sitting in the corner. Jean asked me what I was supposed to do with the stove, and I said, “Not turn it on,” which made me laugh, since Tricia makes mostly raw foods. She invited me to open the oven door and see what was inside, and I saw a glass egg, similar to the one that sits in my Anything Box as I write. She asked what message the egg had for me, and I said, “Potential.” I’m still giving birth- and I’m not quite a chicken yet. Give me time. She then asked me to crack the egg open, and inside, I saw a diamond- a gift for me. What did it have to tell me? Well, it was an uncut diamond, but it reminded me that all it needed was a few cuts and a good polish- then it would radiate. Just like the heart of every woman in this collective Pink Posse. Aren’t we all uncut diamonds? And yet it is our cuts- our wounds- that make us glow- and connect. It is in this place of woundedness that we bring out the healer in each other. And isn’t that what the Pink Posse is all about? Gathering wounded beauties together with the intention of healing? And isn’t that what The Woman Inside Project is all about?

Jillie Bo, from The Woman Inside Project

Jillie Bo, from The Woman Inside Project

Next, Jean asked me to look inside the diamond and tell her what I saw. I saw a glowing bright Red light. Which made me laugh because just this morning, @daisybones on Twitter wrote a comment on Owning Pink about how she hates the color Pink but might learn to love it because Pink is Red’s daughter, and she loves Red. Which made me think of Mom. If I’m Pink, is she Red? Yes, she’s my Red-Hot Pink Mama. And what was Red’s message for me? That maybe Mom and I are meant to do more collaborating together, as we did in the Owning Joy After Loss workshop last week. That if Red is Pink’s Mama, maybe she needs to find her own Pink (and Red) path in this life without Dad. And maybe Owning Pink will lead the way.

She asked me if I saw anything else in the room, and I saw a crystal vase- a tall, beautiful vase by itself. What message did it have for me? That it is the vessel that can contain all of the Pink rose petals, the whole bouquet. I paint the vessel shape all the time in my art. Is art the vessel that contains all the rest of the fragments of my life? Maybe. Then, in came the white healing light, uniting all all together, white glue, white shimmering, radiating light coming out of Pink and Red flower petals, inside the diamond in the rough.

In the next room, I visualized a hiking path, and Jean invited me to walk it. I smiled because I knew the way. It was the path leading to my favorite rock in Big Sur, the one at Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park that I can no longer access because of the Big Sur fires. But on my heart journey, I could go there. And sit. And just be. What message did my rock have for me? That you don’t have to go anywhere to find your answers, the way I once thought. That all of your answers are right here, in your heart. And all you have to do is listen. And that I’ll be back to Big Sur- and to my rock- someday.

And then my journey was done. We left my heart, but left the door cracked on, so I can go back anytime- and leave room for more white healing light to come in.

Damn! Who knew all that was buried in my little Pink heart? If you live near Laguna Beach, I highly recommend you seek out Jean Kowalski, this incredible healer. I’m still too fresh to process everything that happened this morning. But I can tell you it was deep- and sacred. I’m still reeling. What does it all mean? The way will be made clear.

Bullet points from my experience this morning:
1. You don’t have to go anywhere to find your own answers. They’re all inside of you.
2. We carry much more deep inside our hearts than we think. And the pathway to joy is to heal what we carry inside. Who knew healing could come in something as simple as a vision of white light?
3. Listen to your intuition. It’s very wise.
4. If you’re feeling stuck, failing to live the joyful life you want, or have lost your mojo, consider taking a soul healing journey into your heart.

What’s in your heart, Pinkies?
With Pink, Red, diamond-in-the-rough love from the very center of my heart,
Lissa