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Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Personal Oracles from the Treadmill


Thank you to Dr. Carla Goddard for sharing this post earlier in November on her wonderful blog at http://ashiramedicinewoman.blogspot.com/.


If you’re familiar with my work you know that clouds have served as conduits for many of my significant personal oracles. However, one summer in our mountain cabin, with no sky view from the treadmill this cloud gazer’s focus was redirected earthward. Early each morning I would slip past sleeping guests into the workout room for a precious 30 minutes on the treadmill where I looked out a large window at tall pine trees that stretched to the sun. One morning my physical fitness routine took on an element of adventure.

Have you ever looked at an object that you’ve seen dozens of times and experienced it in a completely different way? This is exactly what happened. I was marching purposefully along, immersed in words that blared out from the CD player above the sounds of my feet hitting the treadmill. Ekhart Tolle was explaining THE POWER OF NOW when a familiar energy caught my attention. My focus was drawn to the image of a perfectly defined peacock and I recognized my late mother’s unmistakable energy nestled neatly within the needles of a pine tree that stood about twenty-five feet from the window. I was mesmerized. My mother’s spirit was resonating to me through the form of a peacock!

She had chosen a form that made it impossible to miss. Peacock feathers were my mother’s passion. She placed them all around her home. They adorned every formal flower arrangement and peeked randomly from miscellaneous containers. The fragrance Wind Song and the color aqua were my mother’s own personal signature.

Was there a deeper meaning associated with this unexpected reunion with my mother from beyond the veil of separation? I referenced ANIMAL SPEAK by Ted Andrews and discovered that a peacock symbolizes resurrection, wise vision, heightened watchfulness and immortality. I began to sense there was a larger purpose to my mother’s visit.

The Native American perspective that plants, trees, clouds, rocks, fire, water are all alive is my reality. I experience how they watch us and see our needs. How when we have nothing to protect us, they reveal themselves and speak to us bringing timely messages of comfort and guidance.  How they resonate through each individual’s uniquely personal interpretation. Until this day on the treadmill, clouds had been my major source of conduits for souls that have passed over.

My initiation into clouds as conduits for spirits that have passed occurred the day after my father died when his face and energy resonated through cloud form to my husband and me. I am deeply grateful to my father’s spirit for opening this portal for me. Years later, my mother’s spirit expanded my awareness by allowing me to recognize and embrace her energy through the image that emerged in the branches of a tree. This union of Father Sky and Mother Earth transformed ancient wisdom into living reality for me.

From the heavens to the earth and everything in between, personal oracles speak to each of us. They resonate through every form imaginable. As they do they deepen and enrich our life experience.

Discover what speaks to you. Open your heart. Engage your psychic antenna. Tune in to your own mysterious messages. They are hiding in plain sight, ready to bridge the gap between the material world and the world of spirit.


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In her bestselling and award-winning book, Everyday Oracles: Decoding the Divine Messages That Are All Around Us, author Ann Bolinger-McQuade uses memorable stories and photos to introduce the formula for how personal oracles work, then teaches you how to recognize and decode yours. If you have personal oracle experiences to share, please submit them to Ann through this website www.personaloracles.com  She will respond personally. And while you’re here, check out the cloud photos in the interactive “What Do You See Section.” Have fun and exercise your psychic muscles. Who knows, you may discover a personal oracle hiding in plain sight, just waiting to deliver a special message to you.


Tuesday, November 19, 2013

A Personal Oracle Puzzle: What Do These Three Things Have in Common?




A flat tire, a license plate and book. You wouldn't think they would be related, but in the context of these personal oracle stories, they share one key characteristic.

The Flat Tire

My friend Amelia thrived on the pressures of her job while an editor for a large publishing house in New York City. Nothing, however, had prepared her for the demands of her life as a new mother. Within the first few months of her daughter Raven Faye’s birth, she began to have recurring dreams of flat tires.

One day, when running errands with her infant daughter in the family car, she felt the steering wheel tugging relentlessly to one side. The left front tire was losing air fast. Her flat tire dreams had become reality. She wondered what Spirit was trying to tell her. She had her “aha” moment the day she and I were discussing how metaphoric experiences can offer valuable guidance if we take the time to reflect on them.

“I get it!” she said. “I’m just ‘flat tired.’ ”

Once she deciphered her personal oracle message – the reoccurring dreams and then actually having a flat tire – she realized what it was telling her on a deeper level, and she started giving herself a break throughout the day instead of pushing ahead so hard.

The License Plate

This mother was speeding along an open stretch of road, her mind preoccupied with all she needed to get done before she picked her daughter up at school when a license plate caught her attention. She touched the brake and slowed down to get a closer look at the letters – GVT – and was pondering the significance of the abbreviation for “government “when something else caught here eye. It was a speed camera. Her heart skipped a beat, then she realized the GVT license plate had slowed her down just enough to keep her from getting a speeding ticket!
           
The Book

Terry was struggling to get her bearings and regroup after her long-term love ended their relationship. She had no clue of what to do next, so she put the lead on her dog Sammy and headed straight to the park nearby where she planned to walk till they dropped.

The two walked and jogged and finally ended up sitting underneath one of her favorite trees. Terry leaned back against the tree, closed her eyes and rested her hand on Sammy’s back. She was deep in thought when something bounced off her head and landed on the ground.

Startled, she opened her eyes and there in front of her was a book.

What just happened? Had someone tossed this book at her?

She looked up into the tree; no one was there.

She stood up, looked in every direction and even walked around the tree. Still no one.

She picked up the book and read the title. God is No Laughing Matter.

She recognized the author, Julia Cameron, as someone who teaches people how to get unstuck.

Talk about a sign!

Terry and her friends never did figure out how it happened. The best guess: someone tucked the book in between the branches of the tree while they walked and planned to pick up later, then a breeze nudged it right off onto Terry’s head.

           
What do the flat tire, the license plate and the book have in common?

These synchronistic events may seem to be random, until we look through the paradigm of personal oracles and we see that the universe was responding to these women’s distinct and very specific needs.

Using the formula for how the universe operate , the flat tire, the license plate and the book were all acting as delivery systems.

                                 Need + delivery system + message = personal oracle

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In her bestselling book, Everyday Oracles: Decoding the Divine Messages That Are All Around Us, author Ann Bolinger-McQuade uses memorable stories and photos to introduce the formula for how personal oracles work, then teaches you how to recognize and decode yours. If you have personal oracle experiences to share, please submit them to Ann through her website www.personaloracles.com  She will respond personally. And while you’re there, check out the cloud photos in the interactive “What Do You See Section.” Have fun and exercise your psychic muscles. Who knows, you may discover a personal oracle hiding in plain sight, just waiting to deliver a special message to you.

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Guardian Angels, Ghosts and Bodhisattvas


[NOTE: Cloud images are from the Cloud-Speak Personal Oracle Card Deck, Card #4, Available 2014]



In my October 29th blog, “What’s In A Number?,” I shared Steven’s intriguing series of personal oracles that were delivered by the number 12.  You might remember that at the end of his email, he offered to share how he met his guardian angel.

 I expected his guardian angel to be an ethereal being that appeared to him in a dream or vision. Well, I was wrong!

Steven’s email:

Hi Ann,

I will tell you about he day I met my guardian angel.

I don't remember exactly what year it was but it was in the mid 1990s. That morning about 10:00, I was driving north on Highway 75 in Dallas approaching the Campbell Road exit in the right lane when I heard a noise under the truck.

I knew what it was. A universal joint had just busted and the drive shaft had fallen out from under the truck and was dragging on the highway.

A few days before that I had noticed that the universal joints seemed to have just a little too much play in them and I had purchased a set of new ones in anticipation of changing them soon.

My mind raced as I quickly assessed the situation. I was still moving and had control of the vehicle, so I knew it had to be the rear u-joint just ahead of the center bearing that had shattered. That was the good news.

Had the front u-joint failed, it would have dropped the front of the drive shaft and once that hit the pavement and hit a crack or hole at highway speed, it could have vaulted the rear end of the truck into the air! My own inertia would have been my worst enemy at that moment.

As it stood, I knew that because I was dragging the drive shaft, not pushing it, I could use inertia to my best advantage. I put the transmission in neutral to stop the drive shaft from spinning around and possibly doing more damage and kept my foot off of the brake.

I had brakes if I needed them, but I knew that once I stopped, I would be unable to move the vehicle again. Since the engine was still running, I also had steering and I was coming to an exit. I coasted on to the exit ramp, pulled to the right about halfway down the ramp and stopped on a wide spot on the shoulder.

At the time, I was doing freelance work installing phone systems, so I had all of that equipment in the back of my old yellow 1971 Chevy truck.

I got out and secured the drive shaft to the frame with an old piece of telephone wire that I had in the bed of the truck.

No sooner than I had finished doing that, a guy pulled up behind me in a clean white late model Chevrolet truck and asked if I could use some help.

Let me describe this guy.

I am 6' 2"and he was as tall as me. He had a full head of straight,t thick light blonde hair that was neatly cut and tapered to an average length above his collar.

He wore a spotless white collared long sleeved shirt, clean new blue jeans and brown boots or shoes that looked new.

His hands and nails appeared to be perfectly clean.

He appeared to be in his late twenties or early thirties.

He was a very good-looking guy with handsome facial features.

His skin was perfectly white and flawless, no freckles moles wrinkles or blemishes of any kind.

Now, I have light blue eyes but this guy had the deepest and brightest blue eyes that I had ever seen.

He wasn't wearing any jewelry, rings or a watch that I could see.

I don't think he had a cell phone either, now that I think about it.

He said, "I'm on my way to a ski trip in Colorado. Could you use some help?" I told him I needed a push to someplace where I could get my truck fixed. He said there was a Texaco station on Arapaho Road about a mile east of where we were. He put his truck behind mine and pushed it to the station.

The station manager was aggravated because he couldn't get the phone company to come out and install a phone jack for his new lottery ticket machine. I offered to do it in exchange for replacing my u-joints. He was more than happy to do that and even offered to drive me back to my place to get the parts.

I stepped back outside. The guy with the white truck was still there. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" he asked.

"No," I said, "I think I'll be OK now."

"What's your name?” I asked.

"David," he replied.

"Do you have a business card, David?" I asked him.

"No, I don't," he said.

"Well, David," I said, "you're my guardian angel today."

At that moment, he kind of looked down like I'd caught him and I wasn't supposed to know, but he didn't say anything.

Then, I shook his hand, and gave him one of those manly one-armed handshake-hugs, you know, like guys will do and said "David, Thanks for all your help and God bless you, and I mean that. Who knows what might have happened had you not stopped and helped. You probably saved my life."

As he drove off, I noticed the license tag on his truck, and I wrote it down thinking it might be interesting to look it up sometime, but I never did. I have long since lost that piece of paper, but I will never forget the day I met David, my guardian angel.

Steven Reed

Steven describes his guardian angel, David, as a flesh and blood man. Yet, the description of his amazing blue eyes, no rings, watch or cell phone – combined with the sentence “he kind of looked down like I'd caught him and I wasn't supposed to know, but he didn't say anything,” leaves me wondering….

Is Steven suggesting David was a spiritual being that manifested momentarily into physical form?

What do you think?

Steven’s experience reminds me of the account in my book of Telley Ssvallas, aka “Kojak” who had a personal oracle delivered by a “ghost,”a man who died three years prior helped him when his car broke down in the early hours of a 1954 summer morning.

With so many mysteries in our world: guardian angels, ghosts and bodhisattvas that materialize into physical form and then returning to the world of spirit One thing is certain…

The universe is designed to respond to our needs and it operates using this formula.
             
            Need + delivery system + message = personal oracle

On this particular day, when Steven needed help his delivery system arrived in the form of David, his guardian angel.

Steven,
Thanks again for sharing your numerology story and this thought provoking account of the day you met your guardian angel.  Please let me know when you have more personal oracle experiences to share.

All the best,
Ann

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In her bestselling book, Everyday Oracles: Decoding the Divine Messages That Are All Around Us, author Ann Bolinger-McQuade uses memorable stories and photos to introduce the formula for how personal oracles work, then teaches you how to recognize and decode yours. If you have personal oracle experiences to share, please submit them to Ann through her website www.personaloracles.com  She will respond personally. And while you’re there, check out the cloud photos in the interactive “What Do You See Section.” Have fun and exercise your psychic muscles. Who knows, you may discover a personal oracle hiding in plain sight, just waiting to deliver a special message to you.


Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Polka Dots and Blue Corn Feathers: Spontaneous vs. Requested Personal Oracles






One thing is certain: the universe is designed to respond to our needs.
You can check it out using this formula:

Need + Delivery System + Message = Personal Oracle

Let’s take a look at a couple of ways this support system works.



Spontaneous Personal Oracles vs. Requested Personal Oracles


Spontaneous personal oracles occur with no effort on our part because the universe is set on automatic pilot to immediately sense and respond to our pressing needs

Special requested personal oracles operate outside of the automatic pilot system. But rest assured: your requests do elicit a response. It’s just that decoding the response can be tricky and easy to miss. 

The following two stories illustrate how these two types of oracles work. In the first story, watch how the universe shifts into automatic pilot and spontaneously responds to Kathy’s very precise need without her specifically asking for help. (By the way, Kathy designs and makes shamanic dolls.)

Recently, I needed more black-and-white polka dotted bird feathers for a doll headdress. As soon as I needed them, they started showing up on the front porch of my house. This went on for about a week. Never before had this happened. Since the feathers can’t fall from a beam or anything, I’m not sure how they got there.

I also needed solid black feathers in the same length for another headdress. I did not specify my wants to the Universe. I was just grateful the polk- dotted feathers were appearing.

Yesterday, however, I came home and on my porch were new feathers. They were polka dotedt at the bottom and black at the top. I had a good chuckle at that one. Hope you do too!

Now, here’s a story, submitted via this website, about a specific oracle request.

Ann,

I was telling my friend Tiffany to re-read Illusions by Richard Bach. I told her to ask the Universe to show her that her requests were being answered and to be specific, unlike the guy in Illusions who asks to find a blue feather. This fellow looks and looks on the ground but can't find one. Finally, it shows up, but instead of being on the ground, it’s pictured on the label of a can of corn called Blue Feather.

The moral of the story: Be specific in your requests, but also look for your personal oracles in unsuspecting places.

Decoding personal oracle messages is like being on a treasure hunt where we encounter fantastic surprises at every turn. Underlying it all is the comfort of knowing that the universe is tuned in and ready to support us – always.
                                               
If you’re curious and want to see what her shamanic dolls look like, Kathy Colletti and her dolls will be featured in an article in the February 2014 issue of Art Doll Quarterly magazine.

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In her bestselling and award-winning book, Everyday Oracles: Decoding the Divine Messages That Are All Around Us, author Ann Bolinger-McQuade uses memorable stories and photos to introduce the formula for how personal oracles work, then teaches you how to recognize and decode yours. If you have personal oracle experiences to share, please submit them to Ann through this website www.personaloracles.com. She will respond personally. And while you’re here, check out the cloud photos in the interactive “What Do You See Section.” Have fun and exercise your psychic muscles. Who knows, you may discover a personal oracle hiding in plain sight, just waiting to deliver a special message to you.