Is your brain older than you are?
You’re striving to stay on top of your career, managing complex decisions, coming up with creative solutions, and working with younger colleagues whose brains process information quickly. You want to maintain your edge in the workplace, keeping pace with the flow of ideas that sustain and drive forward your business.
At the same time, you’re working to secure your retirement. You’ve put money away. You’ve taken relatively good care of yourself. You’ve paid off your mortgage. In short, you’ve ensured that you have the external resources to live out the rest of your life in comfort. So what have you missed?
Whether you are in the work world and want to stay competitive with your peers or you are planning for a fulfilling retirement, ensure you stay sharp. Maintain your brain!
On Uprooting Oneself…
Most people have excellent intuition. The challenge arises when they are called upon to trust it and heed its guidance – even when it means moving to the other side of the country.
Here I was, living in Ontario, with a thriving practice as an intuitive and as a yoga instructor, when I began at the start of the year to sense that I was no longer where I belonged. It started with feeling displaced, as though the town I had been calling home since the mid-90′s no longer felt that way. People continued to be friendly and welcoming, and indeed, there was no end of work for me. I could have tried to stay in Kingston and continued doing what I was doing, but the call to move was too strong. I had no choice but to listen. I kept hearing the word “Kelowna” in my mind.
Now, this is where an intuitive has no choice but to put her money where her mouth is. I had to listen to my intuition and make the move and accept whatever changes that brought forth in me, or I would become a disingenuous person, giving advice to my clients that I was not myself willing to heed. I committed to making the move, but my ego wanted a safe, cushy period of time to prepare for the shift. However, once I had stopped deliberating and the decision was made, circumstances made it so that I had less than 30 days to do the deed.
This is not uncommon when we make a decision based on intuition. The universe gives us a test. Often, the time period to accomplish the task is sped up. It’s as though God is asking how serious we are about our decision. Will we act even though things are occurring outside of our conscious control? Will we go anyway or will we cling to the familiar and miss our opportunity? I knew I had to go, even though it meant leaving friends and family behind, and embarking on a journey to a place where I knew no one and knew nothing about where I was headed.
There was no time to spare. Within 24 hours of getting clear on my decision, on August 2nd, I had arranged to stay at a condo at Big White Ski Resort and had purchased a plane ticket to fly out on September 3rd. Next came organizing movers, finding work in BC, and packing my stuff. I won’t say that the move was easy. Plenty of tears were shed for the folks I was leaving behind, and it was a scary proposition to uproot myself and go to parts unknown. But, what an adventure!
I had never been further west than Manitoba, and here I was, flying over the Rockies, in awe of the magnificence of this mountain range that just seemed to go on and on… The hours spent on the plane, watching the landscape pass by below, gave me time to wonder at the monumental decision I had made. Here I was, moving on my own away from the province where I had spent most of my life, having moved to Ontario from Quebec when I was five years old. What was I doing, moving to BC? All I knew was that I was moving where I was being called to go, and I would have to trust that, even though I knew next to nothing about Kelowna.
Touching down in my new hometown, I realized that I had been given a tremendous gift – the opportunity to live in a place of such beauty in all directions, with people who welcomed me before I even arrived.
Near the top of Big White, looking at the chalets below
During my last month in Ontario, I had sent out emails to yoga studios and other contacts provided me by friends in the know, and I felt encouraged by the responses I received. Brenda Wowk of Kelowna Hot Yoga Studio was the first to connect with me. Her warm welcome made me feel right at home, and I began teaching Yin yoga at her studio the week I arrived.
My first night in Kelowna, I drove for an hour up the dark mountainside to Big White, making hairpin turns, passing steep dropoffs, and dodging deer. In the morning, I walked to the top of the mountain and surveyed the range, marvelling at the green expanse before me. For several days, I drove up and down the mountain, exploring Kelowna and looking for a place to live, since the condo was a temporary rental before the start of ski season. My ears popped each day, during the sharp descent into the Okanagan Valley. I came to realize that the wildlife own the roads in these parts. One night on my way back up the mountain, I had to stop half a dozen time for deer crossing the road. During my forays into the city, I would drive around the ducks near city park. They are quite clear on their ownership of the road and are not the least bit fussed about traffic.
In that same first week, I found a carriage house to rent in West Kelowna surrounded by vineyards, fields and mountains, bought a car, and began to make friends in my new community. I hiked in the mountains with Brenda, and with my yogi friend, Dawn and her three rescued dogs. I attended the Wise Women Festival in Penticton, where I became gloriously lost in the dark on the way home, finding myself at Okanagan Lake at midnight. I found a park near my home where I could sit on a bench and look across the water at Kelowna and take in the beauty of the lake and the mountains. I found myself laughing at the flocks of quail that would run along in front of me and hide in the bushes where I passed, looking much like old ladies in cocktail hats toddling off for their afternoon tea.
So, I take this adventure a day at a time, humbled and grateful to have been led here, looking to continue learning what my higher wisdom wants me to know, and recognizing that I am indeed taken care of, and that God/the Universe/All That Is reaches out to me through my mind, my heart, the mountains and the wind, and every smiling face that welcomes me, and all those in kindness who wish me well wherever I walk the earth. Namaste and blessings to you all.
Alzheimer’s: Does the soul forget?
This beautiful video about Alzheimer’s and its effect on the mind had me asking the question: when the ability to remember and communicate disappears, where does the mind go? Are we still at some level whole beings?
I believe so. To me, it’s like a perfectly intelligent being trying to use a computer that has a fragmented memory. Programs crash, emails don’t get sent properly. The operator is intact, but not the machinery.
Are there other ways to reach the being behind the broken body? Yes. This is where energy medicine comes in. By communicating directly with the being through their energy field, we can reach out and receive coherent responses.
Just as the conscious mind is bypassed when reading the aura, so can a scrambled subconscious be if the intent is to hear the individual at soul level.
Workers adept in these skills can connect with the etheric body in the same way one would connect with a soul that has passed on. With intent, one can home in on the field at the frequency from which it communicates best. Receiving images and words and emotions in this way, one can still maintain contact with the person affected by Alzheimer’s even when the conscious mind is no longer able to communicate.
As an example, I was in a restaurant recently when a woman came in who was greatly afflicted with another condition that affects reason. Her schizophrenia rendered her loud, violent, and incapable of reason except in short bursts of clarity.
On this particular day, her voice began to escalate, and restaurant staff were concerned that she would become violent.
Sitting at my table, I centered myself and offered her healing energy. It wasn’t necessary for me to look at her or speak to her or even approach her, since this work can be done from great distances. Within a minute, she had calmed down and left the building without the need for physical intervention.
We can still send love to people afflicted with conditions that affect their ability to communicate and connect. We can still let them know at soul level that others care. And we can see the evidence through the body’s responses that the soul hears us.
Adventures in Lucid Dreaming
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Looking for a direct connection to your intuition? Look no further than lucid dreaming. You can successfully program your mind to give you answers to your questions in your dreams. However, your subconscious may give you a different response from the one you expect.
Before I fell asleep last night, I asked to be shown a picture of my future. Instead, I had a dream about a TV character whose job is to find the truth. She is shown her future and then sets out to ruthlessly create it in the now, deciding to buy the house she will have and to marry a man she just met, whom she’s been shown she will marry. In the dream, it’s obvious that the woman is rushing to create a future that was meant to unfold at its own pace. The message to me was clear: some things I’m not meant to know yet, because I would pursue them before their time.
On the other hand, I’ve had dreams where I was given specific information regarding my future. I learned my children’s sex before their births. Sometimes, this requires interpretation of dream symbols. For example, I had a dream that two young colts were galloping around our backyard. One was larger and russet-coloured, and the other was smaller and dark. Since I already had a red-haired boy, I assumed from the dream that I would have another boy with dark hair, since I was seeing the same type of animal, only a different colour. Sure enough, I gave birth to a boy with darker hair. Years later, watching my sons chase each other around the yard, they possessed the same playful energy as those young colts in the dream.
When I was pregnant with my third son, I had a dream that I drove in a car with relatives to the local dump where we found a black wooden cradle, brought it home, and painted it blue. The symbolism this time was completely obvious.
In my daughter’s case, she appeared to me in a vision during meditation, wearing a yellow bonnet. I conceived her three months later, and she received two of these yellow bonnets at her baby shower.
If you wish to program yourself to receive information from your dreams, you need to be very specific in your language and know how to interpret what you see. To learn more, consider taking my course on lucid dream technique. Sign up at www.tarotkingston.com. See you there!










