The dream of a new handbag and a new role

Greetings!

While I was reading a book, it came to me that I had forgotten to share another important dream as well as a life lesson relating to The Amazing Prophetic Dream of Moving - Story 1.  It was a lesson on gratitude and a new beginning.  Although it was my experience, but I believed it might be relevant to some of you at this time of your life too.

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At different times of our life, we might find life unfulfilling or nothing of our heart's desire seemed to work out.  I was feeling the latter in 2006.  (Please view Don't be too critical of ourselves and others in which I wrote about what happened during that period of time.)

Through the facilitator of the circle, my spirit guide had suggested for me to learn a healing art in July, 2005.  I did not follow because I could not vision myself practicing healing in a western culture.  Some time in the last quarter of 2006, I finally told my guide: "I am ready to learn healing.  Please bring me a teacher."

On Nov. 14, 2006, I had a dream.

I was in the holistic center that I went to every Thursday morning.  The owner of the center was there.  She asked me to make a list of the people that I met through the center and was thankful for.  She wanted me to write down what I felt I was thankful for next to every one on the list.  Then they would post what I wrote on the center's website.  I asked if I could do it at home and gave it to her the next Thursday.  However, she said I should start writing right there.  

So I started the list with the owner's name on the top.  I wrote down the owner's first name, and could not spell her last name.  Someone said it began with the letter D.  I was confused for I knew it was not.  As I was writing, the owner was busy cleaning up the center.  Seeing that, I stopped writing and went to help her.  We did a lot of cleaning.  When it was done, the owner left.

Then I was looking for my black handbag.  I looked everywhere and could not find it.

The scene changed.  There were many stores inside the center.  Strangely, some stores in the center sold handbags while other stores did not sell anything.  I went through the stores, and did not see my black handbag.  I was about to give up.  Suddenly, I spotted a forest green handbag!  It was then I remembered I did not use the old black handbag anymore.  I had bought a new one.  The forest green handbag was mine!  I opened the handbag and found all my stuff inside.  In the dream, I looked at my forest green handbag.  It looked nice.  I was happy.

It was nighttime.  There seemed to be classes for little kids because I saw them lining up or sitting along the side of the walls.  Before I left, I was supposed to give what I wrote to a man who was seen in the dream as slim and somewhat tall.  Since I had not finished writing, I told him I would give it to him the second day.  Then I woke up.  

In the dream, there was a sense of urgency for me to write a thank-you list.  Though I felt the dream was of significance because there were a few vivid, colorful images (e.g. the forest green handbag), I did not know how to interpret it.  In time, as with most of my dreams, I forgot about it.

On March 24 & 25, 2007, I participated in a 2-day healing workshop.  It was a life transforming experience.

One morning soon after, I picked up a pen and wrote a thank-you letter to all my friends at the center.  One by one I thanked them for what their presence meant to me.  For examples, I thanked the teacher for her love and guidance; I thanked a friend for holding peace for our circle; I thanked another friend for her inquiring mind that enabled us to learn along with her.

When I went to the Thursday circle after the healing workshop, I was shocked to learn the owner had left the center!  The facilitator of our circle whose name began with D was now the new owner.  When I said I had learned a healing art, D asked me to be the Wed. on-site healer!  (Click to view More on my journey as a channel of spiritual healing energy)

In my post "Do you have dreams looking for your handbag?", I learned handbags symbolized our earthly identities or the roles we played.  In retrospect, my dream of Nov. 2006 had foretold I would no longer be the old me (the old, black handbag).  Green was the color of healing.  The new forest green handbag symbolized my new role in healing.

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When I had the dream in Nov. 2006, the human I was not aware a new beginning was about to unfold.  Our older son was laid off in April 2007 due to the slow economy in our state.  Our younger son got married in the summer of 2007.  The day before our younger son's wedding, our older son got a new job in another state.  Therefore, our older son and us moved away not long after our younger son was married.  Owing to the love and kindness of my teacher and friend who was then the new owner of the center, I was given an opportunity to practice healing for five months before I moved to another state.

It was interesting how I was prompted to write this post.  I was reading a book when the dream came to my mind.  I had to look it up in my journal.  In a lot of ways, our inner self or the Source of our being is forever guiding.  Sometimes we or the ego might choose not to follow, but deep inside we knew what to do.  When I poured out my gratitude to my friends in writing that morning, I did not recall the dream.  I simply answered to my heart's calling spontaneously because I might be more open to my inner self after the healing workshop.

After the dream, I did not write the thank-you letter.  I wrote it many months later.   All Is Well in God's time.  I never showed it to my friends.  I wrote it and let it go.  At the time, I did not know I would be leaving the center and the state.  I did not have that piece of paper anymore.  Before I moved, my friends invited me to a restaurant.  It was there I tearfully said my goodbye.  I thanked them, and told them one by one of what their presence had meant to me.

I did not see the original owner of the center again.  She was truly one of the most wonderful beings that I had ever met.  She was very gifted intuitively.  (She can see, hear, and talk to spirit and angels.  She is a healer, a reader and a channel.)  She did not work as a medium or healer in the center.  I believed her main goal of opening a spiritual center was to help others on their spiritual journey.  She was like the hub of a wheel by bringing in exceptional spiritual teachers, healers, psychics, and other light workers to the center.  Some visited the center from out of state.  I am eternally grateful for her love, support, and encouragement.

So why am I inspired to write about the experience?  What is the lesson here?  I will share with you my thought in another post.

Love and blessings,
Q of D

We are all much more than who we appear to be

Greetings!

From July 2011 to Dec. 2012, I had written 3 posts about the Camp Chesterfield trip in 2006.  I decided to put two of the posts together.  This is the first post.  The second post is Don't be too critical of ourselves and others .

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In spiritual circles or gatherings, the facilitators sometimes ask the participants to describe themselves in a few words using the I AM.  For examples, I am joy, love, healer, psychic, teacher, writer, and musician are some of the words people use.

When I was being asked to do that for the first time in 2005, I really did not know what to say.  I was among a group of long time spiritual seekers, professional psychics, and healers.  In every sense, I was a novice.  When it was my turn, all I could say after some thought was "I am simple".  I felt very relieved when these words came out of my mouth.  In many ways, that was how I regarded myself - simple.

A year later, the teacher of our circle rented a big bus and brought us to Camp Chesterfield.  It was a spiritualist center of light established in 1886 in Indiana.  I believed about 22 of us went on the trip. (Please view my post A Man's Face on the Moon Card Saved My Day which was also about this trip.)  When we arrived, we saw many other groups from different places were visiting too.  In the late afternoon, we attended the service in the chapel.

Upon entering the chapel, we were given a small piece of paper.  We were told to write a question or two as well as names of people that we wish to contact (e.g. loved ones who had moved on).  We should then fold the paper into a little square and put it in a basket.  Four ministers, all were spiritual development teachers and psychic mediums, went on the stage.  They took turns giving readings by picking a paper randomly from the basket.  They did not open the paper to read what were written inside.  The first two ministers related information accurately with ease.  Their presence were joyful and uplifting.  Some of my friends got read.  We were all amazed at how good the ministers were.

The third minister was introduced as "The Teacher of Teachers".  She began giving readings by simply thrusting the papers up in the air.  She never touched the papers in the basket.  Her readings captivated the audience.  She was incredible!  Suddenly, a field of loving energy enveloped me.  I knew immediately it was my turn to receive a reading.  The minister said a name and asked who knew him.  It was my spirit guide's name.  I wrote his name on the small piece of paper.  I raised my hand.  This was what happened afterwards.  

"Oh, he is a spirit guide," she added.  (In my heart, I said, "Wow!")

"Oh, you have many gifts and talents.  You are gifted in teaching, healing, writing, singing, arts......" she blurted out some more.

I felt very embarrassed.  I wanted to hide.  I swayed my head, and repeatedly said 'no' in a small voice.

"You have that many gifts and talents.  Are you an entertainer?" she asked.

"No, I don't have that many talents!"  I said.

She stopped.  She looked at me.  She had been spectacular in her earlier readings, but there I was, denying everything she said of me.  She took a deep breath.

"Okay, let's start over again," she said.  "Are you gifted in writing?" she said.

Some of my friends were sitting behind me.  "Yes, she is," the teacher of our circle said in a soft voice in the way of urging me to say 'yes'.

"Yes, I am."  I knew I must answer 'yes'.

The minister said, "You have done it many times (i.e. lifetimes).  You have taught, you have written books, and you have done all of that.  Just claim them!"  She then answered my second question on the paper.  (Of course, the answer came from my guide for the minister never touched the papers in the basket.)  She went on to describe an incident of the Light.  She asked if I remembered that incident.  I said 'no' because I had no recollection of it at all.  She said, "Just remember when the Light comes to you again, don't be afraid.  Open and receive."

The fourth minister was also quite amazing.  She was a spiritual artist who drew pictures while she was giving readings.

On our ride back, my friends asked me how I could say 'no' when the minister asked about my Light experience.  They were deeply touched when I told them the incident. They still remembered it clearly, but somehow I was the one who had completely forgotten about it.

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Now let me fast forward  to 2007.  In March, I participated in a 2-day spiritual energy healing workshop facilitated by the teacher from North Carolina.  She was very attuned to the Divine, and was in constant communication with the angels and ascended masters.  The teacher and us sat in a circle.  There were five participants. The teacher asked us to give a brief introduction of ourselves.  Then she asked us to say what our gifts were.  When I heard it, I thought it was odd.  Why did she ask us to do that?  What gifts had I?

M told us one day her daughter was in pain.  She put her hand on her daughter and the pain disappeared.  She said her gift was the power of healing.  Two other participants who were professional healers talked about their stories and affirmed their gifts.

Then it was my turn.  I told them I had not learned any healing art, but I could feel energy.  I said, "On a few occasions, I hear what my guides and angels say which means I have the gift of clairaudience.  I can feel other people's deep hidden sadness, but I cannot see.  I think the greatest gift from God is my love.  I love freely and unconditionally.  Sometimes I actually feel loving energy flows out from me to others.  Oh, I believe I also have the gift of a voice.  On many occasions, people cry when I talk.  I do not understand why, but people tell me there is something in my voice that touches the inner most of their hearts.  A few people have said that there is electricity as I speak."  When I finished talking, I was very surprised that I had that much to say.  It was so unlike the normal me, but I found myself at peace with what I said.   The teacher said, "You have all the appropriate gifts of a healer."

Looking back, I realized the teacher was asking us to claim our gifts as the minister at Camp Chesterfield had asked me to.

In my workshops, I had asked the participants to speak up about their gifts.  Some said they like to sing / draw, but they did not think they were gifted.  I told them if we felt joy as we sang or drew, then, we were gifted in singing or drawing.  We should not compare and judge ourselves thinking that we were not good enough.  We were all interconnected.  I believed even when we sang joyfully in the privacy of our home, we were sharing our joy with the whole.

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In my December 2001 reading by a known angel channel, I learned I should teach and write.  For years, I doubted.  I was a Chinese woman with a high school education (not in USA).  My English vocabulary was very limited.  I could not speak English fluently.  I identified who I was with my earthly qualifications, and thought there was no way I could ever teach or write.

I share with you these experiences to show that we are all much more than who we appear to be.  We are expressions of the Loving Divine.  We have many gifts, and are multi-talented.  If you want, please take some time to think about your gifts and talents.  Remember not to judge yourself or compare.  Then claim your gifts and talents by saying them out loud.  We are far more than who we think we are.

Happy holidays to you!

Love,
Q of D

Don't be too critical of ourselves and others

Greetings!

In my post We are all much more than who we appear to be, I wrote about our 2006 trip to Camp Chesterfield in Indiana.  However, I had not shared with you the questions I wrote on the small piece of paper.  I realized it was important for me to share with you truthfully.  As we shared truthfully, we connected on a heart to heart level.  My life experience could be an inspiration to others, and so were others' experiences to me.

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In the late afternoon, we attended the service in the chapel.  Upon entering, a minister gave each one of us a small piece of paper (e.g. 3" x 3" note pater).  We were told to write down the names of those we wanted to contact, e.g. our friends and relatives that had moved on.  We could also write down a question or two that we wanted answers.  Then we should fold the paper into a little square and place it in a basket.

What did I want answers for?  Two questions came to my mind.  I wrote the name of my spirit guide on the paper, and asked him the following two questions -

                                     Am I really going to teach and write?

                                     Job wise, am I doing enough?

The minister began the reading by saying that I had many gifts and talents.  I had expected a simple 'yes or no' answer to my questions!  Feeling embarrassed of what was said of me, I denied I had this talent or that ability.  The minister finally said: "You have done it many times.  You have taught, you have written books, and you have done all of that.  Just claim them."  (Click to view We are all much more than who we appear to be to read about my guide's answer for my first question.)

My second question had much to do with  The grand prize and the second reading.  During the reading, I was told to consider volunteering in soup kitchen and hospital. 

In truth, I had been contemplating about volunteering since the beginning of 2006.  Looking back, I must be receiving guidance from my soul.  However, I did not know where to begin.  I knew nothing about searching online.  (I only subscribed for Internet service near the end of 2010.)  I talked to my friends.  Later, I signed up and went through a short training as a volunteer for hospice.  I also applied to be a volunteer in a hospital.  After many phone calls, Chest X-ray (proof of health), and two interviews, the woman in charge of volunteers asked me to purchase a uniform.  That was about it.  They never scheduled me to work or returned my calls.  At the time of the trip, months had gone by, and there had been no progress. 

Here was my guide's answer to my 2nd question channeled through the minister.

"One is always very critical of self.  What is enough?  If you think you have not done enough, you will always feel not enough.  ***

*** The minister / medium never touched the papers in the basket.  The answer was definitely from my spirit guide.  She said his name and knew he was a spirit guide.  The minister was called "The Teacher of teachers" by the other mediums on the stage.  She was truly amazing.

My spirit guide was right.  When I thought I might not have done enough, I was holding a negative view against myself.  I choose to share with you the response from my guide because some of you might be like me - sometimes we are too critical of ourselves.  It is important to pay attention to our thoughts.  

Weeks / months after the Camp Chesterfield trip, I decided to put the whole thing behind me.  I went to the hospital.  I walked into the woman's office.  (She had a small office all to herself.)  I handed her the uniform.  I did not say anything other than asking for a refund.  She was quiet and kept looking downward.  I got the money back and left.  The hospital had every right to accept or deny a volunteer.  I would have appreciated it if the woman in charge had been direct or honest with me.  I eventually volunteered in a soup kitchen for the homeless until I had to move to another state.  It was a wonderful experience, and I was grateful.  (If you want to read about my soup kitchen experience, please view Story 2 - Doris no longer works there )

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When we follow the divine guidance, it does not necessary mean things will unfold smoothly or the way we want.  Sometimes we still have to go through blocks and bumps.  All of these are just part of life.   At times we have to accept what we see as setbacks and go from there.  There may be lessons for us to learn in every turn of our life.  We may wonder why this or that happens (or why it does not happen).  As a friend says: "Only God (or Source / higher self) knows what is the best for us."

As human beings, we don't see the big picture around ** a situation.  Sometimes we easily blame others or ourselves.  Through my experiences, I learn to turn within when my initial reaction to a situation was not of love, e.g. fear, hurt, anger, and confusion.  I learn the importance of maintaining my peace, and don't take things personally.  I also learn to surrender and trust that All Is Well in the divine plan.

** Behind a situation seems to be correct grammatically, but I choose to use the word 'around'.  Sometimes we may think the outcome of a situation is fixed.  It may not necessary be.  Every decision we make, even a small one, changes the scenario.  On some occasions, the change may be very subtle. At other times, what is in front of us can be completely changed after we have made a choice.  Our choices or decisions are like the pebbles being thrown into the water, and there are rippling effects no matter we notice them or not.  

So, my friends, take it easy on this journey of life, don't be too hard on ourselves and others, love and laugh more.  It is alright if we cry or feel sad.  However, we have to remember we don't have to dwell on those feelings that block the flow of love and joy.

May your days be filled with joy and laughter!

Love,
Q of D

Why are some people born with a life crippling condition?

Greetings!

Have you ever wonder why some people are born with a physical challenge or get life crippling diseases early on in their lives that may never be healed?  I find this entry dated April 5, 2006 in my journal.

We always associate healing with one's physical well-being, but it is not necessary the case.  There are healing in many levels.  One may come into this life with a physical challenge that may never be healed because it may be a choice he made.  Healing can take place among his loved ones while taking care of him.  Or, he may have chosen the physical challenge to have an experience.  Instead of totally dismantled because of his illness, he accepts, prospers, and lives a good life. 

The above were written under the date.  I did not record the reason or situation.  I supposed I must have asked a question, and I wrote down the words that came to me (probably from my inner self, guides or angels).

Some people looked at life as a system of punishment and rewards.  However, we should bear in mind that, as humans, we did not see the big picture behind every situation.  It helped to look at others with a positive, non-judging attitude.  (Please click to view Life is a wowing experience )

Peace,
Q of D

My heart knows the answer

Greetings!

On Day 8 of Oprah & Deepak's Desire and Destiny 21-Day Meditation Challenge, we were guided to connect within by repeating a question.
                               
                                      "What do I want?  What do I want?"

The centering thought of the day was -

                                            My heart knows the answer.

The Sanskrit Mantra was "Om Varunam Namah" which meant "My life is in harmony with the universe".

So there I was, breathing in and breathing out, asking myself "What do I want?"  I repeated the question 3 or 4 times, and waited to hear an answer.  After a while, I affirmed "My heart knows the answer" and mentally chanted "Om Varunam Namah".  Then I started over again repeating the question, listening, affirming the centering thought, and chanting the Sanskrit Mantra.  This went on and on.  Suddenly, I had a flashback of an occurrence, and I knew it was true that "My heart knows the answer".

When the meditation was finished, I looked up the incident in my journal.

In the morning of Oct. 8, 2009, I woke up early.  Sitting on the night stand next to my bed were books that I had borrowed from the library days ago.  Randomly, I picked up a book.  It was "Soul Development - Edgar Cayce's Approach to a New World" by Kevin Todeschi.

In the quietness of the morning, I began to read the book.  Soon I was reading a story about a man who in his recent life was a warrior that attacked the Inca Indians.  He was not interested in simply destroying and overtaking the people of the land, but his counsel had been overruled.  As a result, he witnessed the horror and barbaric of war.

Up to this point, the me that was reading the book was very peaceful. 

I continued to read.  I read "Although the experience had been deeply troubling, it had also led to a soul longing to become a champion of hope and equality among all peoples."  The words touched every core of my being and vibrated within me.  I found myself becoming very emotional.  I wanted to read out loud "a soul longing to.....", but I could not.  Tears filled my eyes.  When I was finally able to say those words, my voice was shaking with emotions.  I knew deep inside me I had the same longing as him.  I wanted to be a champion of hope.  I wanted peace and equality among all people.  That was why I kept writing in my journal "I am here to spread love, peace, and joy; to connect hearts to hearts; to inspire and bring about the awakening that we are one."  

I know I am not alone.  Many of us want peace and equality among all people.  Deepak says there is no right or wrong in the answer to "What do I want?"  One's answer can be a house on the beach.  On the surface, the answer may seem materialistic, but we can ask for further insights.  When we move from our mind to our inner truth, a house on the beach may mean a desire to strengthen one's connection with nature or Life.  (If you want to hear the exact words of Deepak's insight of our desires, go to their website, log in and listen to Day 8 of the Meditation Challenge.)

What do you want, my friend?  What is your deepest desire?  Ask and you will know for your heart knows the answer.

Love,
Q of D

P.S.  Kevin Todeschi is the executive director and CEO of A.R.E.  I just go online and find out the above mentioned book is now printed under a new title "Soul Growth". Since 2000, I have read many books by different authors on Edgar Cayce and his readings.  Most of the books are inspiring and helpful on my spiritual journey.

42 angels. 92 angels. What is the dream all about?

Greetings!

A few mornings ago (probably on Nov.11 or 12), I woke up from some dreams.  One dream in particular stood out because it was unusual.  I had intended to write down all the dreams, but I did not.  I wrote at will, and did not write in my journal daily.

Last night I sat down to write.  Immediately, the dream came to my mind.  Tried as I might, I could not recall any other dreams I had that morning except this one.  This was the dream.  
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In a big place, there were lots of people.  It looked like a spiritual conference or gathering.  The teacher or facilitator was a woman.  She said there was one among us who was most tuned in to the Divine.  She said a name and asked that person to stand up.  A slim, young lady in her 20s stood up.  "She can see and talk to the angels," the teacher added.

The next scene - The young lady was standing in front of me.  She said, "I can see 42 angels are working with you.  But, you need to increase the number of angels to at least 92 in order to do what you have to do or to achieve clarity."  She suggested I should invite more angels into my life.  The end.

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I recalled I found the dream kind of funny when I woke up that morning.  42 angels?  92 angels?  Where did these numbers come from?  It was one strange dream, I thought.

After I wrote down the dream, I looked up the numbers in my angel number book.

42 - Your angels ask you to keep the faith that your prayers have been heard and are answered.  If you need to, ask the angels to increase the level of your faith.

92 - Have faith in yourself and your ability to fulfill your Divine life mission.

*** I have only one angel number book.  It is a small pocket size book by Doreen Virtue and Lynnette Brown.  The cover is pink with a picture of an angel.  The title of the book is 'ANGEL NUMBERS'.  If you have the same book, you will notice the numbers near 42 or 92 do not include the word "faith" (e.g. 40, 41, 43, 44, 90, 91, 93 & 94).  It is no coincidence that 42 and 92 are paired up for the purpose of the message.  The numbers in the dream are symbolic.  I personally think they do not really mean the number of angels.

The messages were right on!  I really needed to hear them especially at this time. Despite of my strong sense of service, doubts had recently surfaced in my mind about myself and what would.  It was true I needed to increase the level of faith and have faith in myself.  Last night, I intentionally woke up from my sleep to talk to the Loving Divine.  I prayed for strength and help to continue living in faith.

"Faith is to believe what you do not see; the reward of this faith is to see what you believe..................Saint Augustine"

In love and faith, I share with you my experience.

Love,
Q of D

Desire & Destiny, Oprah & Deepak New Meditation Challenge

Greetings!

On Nov. 11, a 1111 Angels Day, Oprah and Deepak will begin a new 21-Day Meditation Challenge.  It is free.  Anybody can sign up online and participate.  Here is the link to the website

                                 https://chopracentermeditation.com/

When I received the email about the new 3 weeks meditation program, I was excited because I truly enjoyed my previous meditation experiences.  I could feel the wonderful, loving energy whenever I signed in.  That was why I posted the news about the last meditation challenge on Miraculous Relationships in August.

However, thought crossed my mind when I read the recent email from the Chopra Center.

Am I going to post the news again?  Oprah and Deepak are known all over the world.  The website are visited by millions of people.  Many people have participated in the meditation challenge they have facilitated.  What is the point of posting the news in my blog?  

Then I remembered I would not have joined for the first time in Oprah and Deepak's online meditation if my friend had not emailed me about it.  She thought I could be interested, but I might not have known about it.  She was right.  I had not heard about it. I was grateful she took the time to let me know.

If you have never signed up for Oprah and Deepak's 21-Day online meditation challenge, please sign up and see if you love it.

I do not buy the Miraculous Relationships CD after the meditation challenge was over because I don't have a credit card and they don't accept checks.  My loved ones ask me to give them my wish list for Christmas, but I really do not want to add more to what I do not need.  However, I think I will add the CD to my wish list for I would love to have them.  I hope Oprah and Deepak will continue to offer these meditation CD on special prices so that more people can have them as Christmas gifts.

Desire and Destiny.  I can't wait to sign in tomorrow and join with loving souls all over the world for this wonderful meditation experience in the next three weeks.

Peace,
Q of D

Searching for Paradise

Greetings!

In my last post, I wrote the child in me loved to put beautiful colors here and there on the canvas of life.  I just read Karen's newest post 'The Fountain of Youth'.  There is a picture of a child fascinated by the flowing water of a fountain.  Her post and the picture make me smile.  This is the link to her website http://angelsforu.blogspot.com/

Recently I watched a Chinese movie on YouTube.  It was a pretty good movie.  The Chinese title was "The Edge of the World" while the English title was "Lost and Found".  (Please note that there was another Chinese movie on YouTube with the same English title, but it was a different one.)  Here is the link to the movie.

http://www.Youtube.com/watch?v=pBGZsLaYA40
  
I loved the part about a girl named Ting Ting.  She went to a private investigator with her piggy bank.  Her mother was dying of kidney failure.  Her father had planted a rose garden on where they used to grow vegetables because he knew his wife loved roses.  However, not a single flower had come to bloom.  Ting Ting recalled big winter melons had grown in their garden after some wild red-beak ducks came and stayed there for a few days.  Her father said the droppings of the ducks had helped fertilizing the field.  She asked the investigator to find the red-beak ducks.  She thought the roses would bloom with the help of the ducks.  She hope her mother would recover seeing the blossom of roses in the garden.

On the whole, the English subtitles in the movie were good except for the translation of the lyrics in the second part of the song "Searching (or longing) for a paradise".

In the movie, this was the translation for the second part of the song -

Running out of space to find
All but for some peace of mind

Somewhere birds are flying
Where the sun will shine in the morning
Things that touch my heart string
Will soon be here awaiting

Suddenly I realize
Never mind where's paradise
Hope is always by your side
Paradise is where love lies

However, there were quite some discrepancies from the original Chinese version of the song.

Searching everywhere, to places remote and beyond
All but a waste of energy and money

High above, birds are flying
The wilderness glows in the splendor of the setting sun
In an instant, I am filled with serenity
Hostility or ill will seems to dissolve and clear away

Suddenly I realize
(Paradise) is already* deep within my heart
Paradise is where Love is

*I checked the Chinese lyric online.  The song was sung in Cantonese. The composer used the Chinese word which meant "already is" or "was" in the English language. The one who translated it could have mistaken the sound of the word for "wish or hope". Anyway, the English words on the screen rhymed, and were probably better for a song.

The characters in the movie did not dwell on the sadness of life.  Life moved on.  The private investigator, Worm, found out Mr. Chu's wife had died.  He chose to lie to keep Mr. Chu's hope up because Mr. Chu had four small children.  Lying might seem to be wrong, but life was not simply black and white.  Ting Ting's mother did not live to see the blossom in the rose garden, but the effort of love from all the people involved was not in vain.

Paradise is where Love is.  So it is.

Love,
Q of D

She was always an hour or two late!

Greetings!

My loved ones picked me up to go to the zoo with them.  My daughter-in-law was glad that they could get ready in a short time.  With 3 small kids, it was indeed a task.  "Yes, both of you (incl. our son) are very organized and efficient," I complimented.

As we talked, my daughter-in-law recalled while she was growing up, her aunt always showed up an hour or two after the said time.  I asked how her family felt about the aunt's tardiness.  My daughter-in-law laughed.  She said: "Our family tried everything, but nothing seemed to work.  Eventually, we were kind of good spirited about it for we knew we could not change her except when she was ready to.  Luckily, with age, my aunt is often on time now."

From my own experiences, it was true we could not make others change except if they wanted to.  Sometimes we might think we had changed someone, or took credit for the change in others.  However, in truth, the change had to come within him or her.  It was a good thing that my daughter-in-law's family learned to look at the aunt's tardiness with good spirit.  I could imagine they had a good laugh while waiting for her instead of getting all upset over it.

I once had a friend who had a hard time keeping up with her words.  Consequently, I held a negative view of her.  When I did, my peace was disturbed.  It took me some time to realize that to know her weakness did not equate to holding a negative judgment against her within me.  We all had our own weaknesses to overcome.  Some people's weaknesses might be more extreme than others.  It was my friend's struggle to overcome hers.  I should withhold my judgment, and should not be too easy to condemn.

This morning we wake up in the 30s (degrees).  Take care and keep yourself warm.

Love,
Q of D
             

Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday to me!

Greetings!

Today is Angels Day, a 111 day.  To all the angels, I love you!  Beside Nov. 1, I also regard Nov. 11 and Jan. 11 as Angels Days.  Life is like painting a canvas, the child in me wants to put beautiful colors here and there.

Now, let me ask you a question.  How do you normally feel when you sing the song "Happy Birthday to You"?  Does love fill your heart when you sing it for your loved ones?  Do you feel differently, for instance, when you sing the song with others at work for someone you do not know well?

As for me, singing the song always brings a smile on my face.  I may be at church, in a party, or somewhere I happen to be, the joyful feeling is the same.  It doesn't matter if we know each other well or not.  Love and blessings flow forth freely to the star of the day (i.e. the one who is celebrating a birthday).

To me, this is one of the best songs of goodwill.  Most of us sing it naturally with good wishes, joy, friendship, and love.  When we sing this song, we cannot sing in tune in a grudging voice; we cannot sing in tune if we are upset or sad.  We may not have noticed it, singing this song together brings forth a very special moment especially when all are peaceful.  In that moment, we are joined as one in gladness and goodwill.

Seeing the title, you may wonder if today is my birthday.  No, it is not.  However, the song is in the air as I wake up.  It is always wonderful to hear the song.  It reminds me of one morning a few years ago.

That morning after washing my face and brushing my teeth, I stood in front of the mirror.  As I looked at me, it suddenly dawned on me I was no longer the old me. 'Everyday is a new day, and everyday I am a new me'.  I began singing "Happy birthday to me!  Happy birthday to me!  Happy birthday to the new me.  Happy birthday to me!"  I sang and sang.  The energy in me and around me was remarkable, and the whole place was filled with joy.

In a small gathering, I had shared my experience.  I encouraged my friends to give it a try and sing happy birthday to themselves in the morning.  It was wonderful to see the broad smiles on some of my friends' faces when they related their own experiences days later.

Everyday is a brand new day.  Everyday you are a new you.  Wherever you are, may your days be filled with peace and joy.

Love,
Q of D  

More on Dreams

Greetings!

Since I have been writing about dreams, I would like to share some more about what I learn from my dreams.  Below are two paragraphs from my post I was nicknamed the Queen of Dreams.

According to my experiences, a vivid dream right before I woke up was of great significance.  (Vivid dreams are dreams where people and things look very real with colorful and vivid images.)  I would wake up with a feeling that was hard to describe.  In some cases, I felt very anxious upon waking up.  The anxiety was an indication that something very similar to the dream was about to take place on the same day.  So they were prophetic dreams. 

In other vivid dream cases, I was touched deeply emotionally.  The emotion I felt stayed with me for days and sometimes for weeks.  In time, I seemed to have forgotten the dream.  These dreams were foretelling dreams too except they might happen weeks, months or even years later.  What was unique about such a dream was the forgetting of the dream and the sudden realization on a much later day that what happened had already been foretold.  The feeling at the moment of realization was profound beyond words.  These dreams made me feel there was much more to life than what we knew.  

Most of my dreams are not vivid dreams.  I only feel what goes on in my dreams as there are no clear images or color.  I may have a sense that the setting is daytime or nighttime.  (Night setting or a dream in the dark often indicates mystery.)  I call these dreams 'feel dreams'.  On a few occasions, I may see a clear, vivid image of a person or an object.  When it happens, there is a meaning to the image I see.  For example, I dreamed of someone I knew.  I did not see the image of his face or the surrounding in the dream. The only vivid image was the brightness of the blue shirt he wore.  In my dreams, blue stood for communication and/or wisdom; he was a wonderful spiritual teacher, and his talks captivated the audience.  (By the way, sometimes the garment we put on is symbolic to the role we play.  If we put on / look for a new garment, it may mean we will do something new or we will play a new role.)

In my last post, I mention shrimp is one of my favorite food, therefore, I feel good about the dream.  For someone who does not like seafood, it may have a complete different meaning.  In order to interpret our dreams, we should pay attention to how we feel when we wake up.

There are times I have blurry, confused, sad or fearful dreams for a couple of days.  It often happens around the full moon.  Upon self examination, I find no reason for those dreams.  I ask my angels and guides for an explanation.  I am guided to draw a card from the angel deck.  It is the Moon Cycles.  I find out full moon is the best time for healing as we release what we are done with.  I believe I may be releasing fear, pain, and confusion as I go through those dreams.  (Please click to view What do we do when we have dreams of fear.)  The new moon is the time for manifesting, and it helps to hold our desires in positive thought.

Have a good week!

Love,
Q of D

  

The Amazing Prophetic Dreams - Story 2

Greetings!

I will go straight to my dreams.  (click to view The amazing prophetic dream of moving - Story 1)

On July 13, 2011, I woke up from a dream.  It was a short dream.  I was in the place where I worked.  I would skip the scenes because it was about others.  This was what I wrote at the end of the entry in my journal -

Then I was out of the work place walking in the hallway.  I saw my bosses walking in my direction.  I just waved to signal I was leaving.  I was peaceful and completely okay about leaving.

Two days later, I had another dream.

It was Friday.  I went back to work.  I actually fell asleep for about two hours.  I woke up and noticed nobody knew that I was not there, or I had fallen asleep. I realized it was Friday.  I had forgotten my boss did not need my help on Fridays.  I packed all my stuff into a briefcase which was royal blue with some designs.  I told my boss I was leaving.  She was talking to a woman, and might not have heard me.  I looked at the cafeteria.  The cafeteria was nicely lighted, and was with round tables.  It looked spacious.  I saw two waitresses in uniforms waiting on a few customers.  In the dream, there was a feeling of wonderment in seeing how nice the cafeteria looked.  Then I left the place with my blue briefcase.

There was more to the dream.  It was about what I saw and met when I walked on the path after I left the job.  Anyway, after the dream, I wrote down in my journal that I believed my dreams were telling me that my time at this work place was almost over.

The actual cafeteria in my work place was a big cafeteria for the employees of the company.  It looked pretty much like a school cafeteria with many long tables and simple light fixtures.  There was no waiter or waitress.  People who worked in the food counter did not wear uniforms.

Of course, I kept the dreams to myself.  In January 2012, our son posted his resume online because he wanted to find another job.   Soon he got a contract job in a state which was close to our home state.  Our son moved there first because he had to report to his new job.  I continued working past the middle of February.  Before I left, work had begun in the remodeling of the cafeteria.  I learned from my boss that the company planned to make the cafeteria into a nice restaurant setting.  It would be nicely lighted with round tables!  Furthermore, people who worked in the food counter would be required to wear uniforms!  I realized the dream foretold the time of my leaving which was about the time of the remodeling.

Seven months after the above dreams, we moved to another state.  On the last Sunday I attended church service, a friend asked the speaker who was a known psychic for 50 years when I would return.  She said: "Within four to six months."  Her words shocked us.  Immediately, I thought what dramatic event would cause me to return in such a short period of time.  She said I would be in a roller coaster ride in the coming months but the changes would be good.  She also said a few words about my husband before she walked away.  Instead of taking in 'the changes would be good', I let fear take over me.  Later in a friend's house, I broke down in the presence of my loving friends.  Oh, life.......in tears and laughter, we live!

Looking back, the psychic was right.  My friend and I thought she meant I would return to the church (or my spiritual home), but it was not.  Life was really a roller coaster ride for me during that time.  Five months after we moved, we had to move again.  Our older son got a job in the state we used to live, and we returned home.

Indeed, the changes are good.  We now live about 20 minutes from our younger son's house.  What a blessing it is to see our loved ones often now!

It has been one year and eight months since I left the city by the ocean.  At times I wonder how does the cafeteria look now.  Have round tables replaced the simple, long tables?  Though my friends email me occasionally, but I never ask.

Since our moves can be foretold, the future seems to be set or in the passing. Meanwhile, the present moment is gone the second we recognize it.  Although every present moment becomes the past, yet the past is ongoing because what we choose to do 'now' changes the dynamic of 'what is'.

Live and love.  Life is better a mystery.  Let us enjoy our journey on earth, and make our choices base on love for Love is who we truly are.

Many blessings,
Q of D  

The Amazing Prophetic Dreams of Moving - Story 1

Greetings!

I mentioned in my post 'Night Vision - Pieces of a Dream' Phenomenon that I only started writing down my dreams and what happened in my life consistently after this incredible experience.
  
I flipped through a couple of my journals recently.  I found an interesting coincidence about our moves to other states.  Both times I had prophetic dreams seven months before they actually happened.

Here is the story behind our first move to another state.

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On Jan. 11, 2007 (111 angels day!), I woke up from a dream.  In the dream, we arrived home after shopping.  We saw a crew of workers outside of our apartment.   After we parked the car, a worker immediately put two bags of our belongings onto the back seat of our car.  It seemed all our belongings had been packed and placed at a corner outside.  The workers began loading them into our car.  I was standing by the car.  I opened the door at the driver side.  I saw lots of big shrimps piled up on the floor of the passenger side. There were so many shrimps that some had fallen outside of the car.  I went over to the passenger side, and tried to scope the shrimps back into the car.  I saw a hole on the ground, and there were even more shrimps.

Shrimp was one of my favorite food.  Seeing things that I liked, I felt good about the dream.  I did not analyze the dream.  I simply recorded it.

At that time, the economy in our state was getting worse and worse.  Few months later, our older son was pink-slipped.  It was not a surprise.  Over the years, many people had been laid off.  Luckily, I was no longer the old me.  I was at peace for I knew everything was going to be alright.  My son was frustrated because of the situation.  I told him to be patient for I believed things would look up after his birthday.

Indeed, our son began to have interviews after his birthday.  Soon he was offered a job.  If he accepted the offer, he would start working in 2 to 3 weeks.  However, here came the divine intervention.

On the same day he got the offer, a recruiter had arranged a phone interview for our son with a corporation in another state.  Our son told him he already got a job offer, and declined to take the phone interview.  The recruiter was very persistent.  He said, in the present economy, most companies would not pay for out of state candidates to fly in for a personal interview.  He said the interview was prearranged, and it would make him (the recruiter) looked bad if our son did not take the call.  He asked our son to help him out.  He said all our son needed to do was to answer the phone, and that would be it.

My husband and I happened to be home that day.  Our son told us he agreed to the phone interview because he felt he had an obligation to help the recruiter.  He made it clear that he would take the job which had been offered to him.  I asked my husband to go upstairs with me so that our son could have the family room all to himself when he answered the phone.

I could not convey the feeling I had that afternoon.  While our son was talking on the phone, the whole house was filled with indescribable peace and joy.  I told my husband in a hushed voice, "I feel lots of angels are in our apartment.  There is this sense of peace that I have never felt before!"

The phone interview took almost 45 minutes.  Afterward, the recruiter thanked our son.  Soon, he called again because the company wanted our son to fly over there for an interview.  The company would pay for all the expenses, e.g. plane tickets, car rental, and hotel during his stay.

Our son used to kept things to himself.  He always said he didn't want to hear anything spiritual.  Therefore, I did not share with him how I felt during the phone interview.  Before he left for the interview, I only knew the name of the state.  When I finally heard the name of the city, I was surprised as well as amazed.  I learned from books there was a big spiritual research center.  The founder was a world known channel and spiritual teacher.  He moved on many years ago, but his contribution to humanity was profound.  I loved and respected him greatly.  I had prayed I would visit the center some day.

A couple of days after our son returned home, he was told he got the job.  Included in the offer was money for relocation.

Our son had always told us he wanted to stay in the state where he was born and where his friends were.  Though deep inside I felt something divine was unfolding, I did not want to influence him in any way.  When he came to ask for my opinion on which job he should accept, I said, "I have no opinion.  It is your life.  You are in control.  It is your decision to make."  Hearing that, he thought for a while.  Then he cheerfully announced, "We are moving!  I want you and Dad to move there with me."

Seven months after the dream, I arrived in a city that was by the ocean.  During our four and a half years stay, I ate my favorite food, shrimps and fish, 3 to 4 times a week.  They were fresh, and the prices were very affordable.  I visited the big spiritual center.  I also found a small interfaith church which I regarded as my spiritual home.  I met many wonderful, loving friends.  I facilitated four healing workshops that I had never imagined I could or I would.  (Click to view A beautiful pink fish on the back of a white dove)  My English was not fluent, but my loving brothers and sisters allowed me to speak and connect with them on two Sundays in 2010 and 2011.

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2007 was a year of many changes.  Our younger son used the money he saved as a down payment for a house for he was getting married in the summer.  He moved out of our apartment, and moved into his own house in Feb.  Coincidentally, the day our older son got the news of his job offer was also our younger son's wedding rehearsal.  All these years, our family of four had lived together.  Though our younger son had moved to another city about an hour away, we still lived in the same state.  The unexpected news was a shock to our younger son, and the move caused lots of emotions in each one of us. 

Our younger son's wedding day was one of the most joyful days in my life.  He had always conducted himself well even as a child.  Seeing how handsome he looked and how mature he handled himself, I felt blessed and honored to be his mother.  Before the wedding ceremony, others said I would probably cry as many mothers did.  I said I would smile through the ceremony.  Boy, was I wrong!

I learned from my son that he and his fiancee had agreed to really take some time before their wedding day to think of what to say to each other as their vows instead of just the formal words.  They would keep the words in their hearts.  In other words, the bride did not know what the groom would say before the ceremony, and it was the same with the groom.  When they said their vows, their words of love from their hearts touched all who were present.  I was moved to tears as others had predicted.

In the days that followed, I was stressed out because of the move.  There were so much to do such as packing, cleaning, and throwing away lots of stuff.  I could not feel the excitement of moving to a city that I had longed to visit.  I understood the move was very much in the divine order.  However, I loved both of my sons dearly, and wish I could always be there for them.  I could only take comfort in the fact that our younger son and his wife would have love and support because our daughter-in-law's family lived near them.

Writing this post brings back lots of memories and emotions.  In tears and laughter, in love and joy, we live, we love, and learn many life lessons.  Time flies in a blink.  Now I am a grandmother of three adorable children.  May all of us look back at our lives with laugh of pure joy as Buddha did upon his awakening.  Amen.

Click here to view The Amazing Prophetic Dreams of Moving - Story 2

Love,
Q of D

The Good Samaritans

Greetings!

Yesterday we were stuck in a gas station.  We could not start the car after we filled up the gas.

About 3 months ago, we had a similar incident in the parking lot of a store.  After shopping for groceries, we could not start our car.  The insurance company sent someone out to jump start the car, but it didn't work.  It took another hour for a tow truck to come out.  Our car was towed to an auto shop.  A couple of days later, we were relieved to learn everything had checked out to be fine, and all we needed was a new battery.

With a new battery, we did not expect this to happen again so soon, but I supposed what happened was pretty much part of life.  No matter we expected it of not, things simply unfolded and called for our attention.  

Seeing what happened, a young man who was getting gas in the next lane came to help us.  He spent quite some time looking into the possibilities of the problem, but could not make the car start.  He helped pushing our car to the side.  Before he left, he said he was sorry he could not help us.  We thanked him for he had already helped the best he could.  His willingness to help had already made our day.

What happened reminded me of an exceptional good Samaritan whom we met in 2007.  That day he went out of his way to help us to the best that he could.

Before we moved to another state in 2007, we went to see a relative to say goodbye.  He lived in a city which was about an hour away from where we lived.  While we talked, we told him we wanted to bring our car to an auto repair shop for a complete inspection before the long drive to another state.  Immediately, he recommended the auto shop next to his business.  He knew them well.  He was sure they could do a good job.  After the inspection, we agreed to the works they recommended.  When the work was done, they assured us that our car was now in sound condition to go long distance.

Two days later, we went to the post office to mail some letters.  When we came out of the post office, my husband could not start the car.  We had AAA car insurance, but we knew it took an hour or more for a tow truck to come.  Furthermore, the auto shop was much farther away than what was covered by the insurance.  Therefore, my husband wished someone could jump start the car so that we could drive over there by ourselves.

It was a hot, hot summer day.  Understandably, many people walked past, and nobody seemed to want to help.  Then a car parked next to ours.  A man rushed inside the post office.  When he came out, he looked at us.  The hood of our car was up.  He came over to see if he could help.  He told us the battery was empty, and we needed a new one.  Knowing we had AAA insurance, he said, "Call AAA.  They will come with a new battery.  They will install it for you."

We thanked him.  As he was walking back to his car, he changed his mind.  He offered to drive us to an auto parts store to buy a new battery.  He said it would be cheaper to install it ourselves instead of having AAA did that.  "It is very easy (to install a battery)," he said.  "Besides, you will get $8 back when you bring the old battery to the store where you purchase a new one."

When he learned we had never installed a battery before, he drove us to the store.  Then he drove to his house, and came out with a tool box.  Under the hot sun, he removed the old battery and installed the new one.  When it was done, his face was covered with sweat, and his shirt was wet.

We started the car, and found out the radio and other parts of the car had some problems.  He checked the car again.  He told us the possible cause of the problem.  He said we should bring the car back to the auto shop where the work was done.  He assured us it was safe for us to drive to the auto shop.  Then he left.  He would not accept anything in return.

"May I know your name?" I asked.  He said he was Eric.  

Later at the auto shop, they checked our car again.  They admitted the mechanic must have accidentally break something while fixing a part of the car.  They replaced some fuses and fixed the problem.

Looking back, the angels and guides were really watching over us.  Earlier, the auto shop had assured us that the car was good for the long drive.  However, the Divine let us know it was not.  It could be very stressful if our car broke down on the highway instead of parking lots.  Guides and angels, thank you.

I dedicate this post to all the good Samaritans such as Eric and the young man at the gas station.  As I mention, goodwill and good deeds never go unnoticed by the loving Divine. Though they ask for nothing in return, the good they do will return to them tenfold.  So it is.

With gratitude and love,
Q of D

Kurt Kaiser's "Pass It On"

Greetings!

This morning (Oct. 9, 2013) I wake up hearing the first stanza of the song "Pass It On" over and over again in the air.

It only takes a spark to get a fire going

And soon all those around can warm up in its glowing

That's how it is with God's love

Once you've experienced it

You spread God's love to everyone

You want to pass it on

Here is a link to the music http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCjR4dlY33k

As I mentioned before, I only started going to a non denominational church regularly in the last quarter of 2007 after I moved to another state.  The first time I heard the song was June or July of 2011.  I was so touched by the song that I went online searching for the lyrics.  It was written by Kurt Kaiser.  I learned it was a popular song at church, and people sang it a lot when they sat around a campfire.

The song deeply moved me because it resonated with the truth that 'once we've experienced God's love, we want to pass it on'.  Listening to the song reminded me of the two miraculous healing experiences which happened in 2001 and 2007.

With no health insurance and little money, I woke up during the night finding the right side of my body in excruciating pain.  Compounded to the pain was an unbearable headache that developed a day later.  I could not lie down or sleep because any movement of the right side of my body would cause intolerable pain.  For four days and nights I sat up in bed.  The only thing that carried me through was faith because I heard "May 6" when I prayed for help on the first day of the ordeal.  May 6 turned out to be the last day of the suffering, and I was healed about two and a half hours after midnight.  (Please view my post The Grace of God) .

For days and weeks afterward, I was filled with gratitude and love.  I smiled from the bottom of my heart, and looked at everyone with love.  Yes, I wanted to pass it on.

The second healing experience was The Hot Coffee Incident which occurred in June of 2007.  After the healing, I laid in bed repeating my vow of committing to God's Will which I had made years ago.

The music of Kurt Kaiser's song is beautiful, and so are the words.  He also touches on a Truth that each one of us is a spark of God.  We are sparks of the One Spirit, One Light, One Love.  May we hold a vision of who we truly are, and together may we be the fire that transmits warmth and love wherever we are.

Kurt Kaiser, thanks for "Pass It On".

Love,
Q of D

"Tell her that she is very, very loved"

Greetings!

One day in a small healing energy share gathering, I met an exceptional caring woman. She happened to open up on that day, and shared with us her life story.

She worked in the children unit of a hospital.  She loved the children she cared for as if they were her loved ones.  She comforted them, and made them smile.  For years, she took care of her aged parents.  When her parents were no longer healthy enough to care for themselves, she gave them massages and attended to them the best she could.  She had no children of her own, and she showered her nieces and nephews with love and support.  Her voice was soft and gentle.  I could feel her genuine love for others.

Later we paired up to give and receive healing.  Coincidentally, she and I were to work on each other.  When I worked on her, the energy that came through was very loving and joyous.  Strangely, I kept getting a message to tell her that she is very, very loved.

After all of us finished practicing, we took turn sharing our experiences.  I was hesitant to relate the message.  This woman was very loving.  Of course, she was loved by many, and she should know she was loved.  The message did not make any sense to me.  Why did I have to tell her that she was very, very loved?  When it was my turn, I decided to deliver the message as it was.  I said: "I don't know why, but I get the message that I am supposed to tell you that you are very, very loved."  She showed no response to the message.

Afterward, we left the healing room.  We sat by two small tables to eat lunch.  As we ate, some people continued to chat.  Suddenly, the woman said that she never felt she was loved even though she easily opened her heart to love others.  All of us stopped eating.  A friend said: "Did she (i.e. me) say she received a message to tell you that you are very, very loved?"  I understood then why I was told to relate the message.

I looked at the woman and said: "Thank you for all that you do.  Sometimes we are so focused in giving others our love, we fail to nurture our own well being.  It may be once in a while others in your family can help you with the care of your parents.  Give yourself some time to do things which give you joy or make you happy.  It is important to take care of yourself too."  Tears filled her eyes.  I continued: "You know, what we do and how we love never go unnoticed.  Your family loves you.  Those children you have cared for love you.  Indeed, you are very, very loved."  From the expression on her face, we knew the message from the Loving Divine had finally sunk in.

We are love, and we are loved.  Sometimes we may feel we are not loved, but love is.  Love is our natural state of being.  

Love & blessings,
Q of D

Pass It On

Greetings!

In my post A mistake happens to be part of the divine plan, I shared an incident in which I was used as an instrument.  In another post We are all divine instruments from time to time, my friend was the instrument, but she had no idea she was.

When I paid more attention to the things that happened around me, I noticed we were messengers or instruments in the divine plans more often than we realized.  I also learned from my experiences that sometimes we were meant to pass on what we learned.  Here was one of those occasions.

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One day, my boss told me she had a minor car accident the night before.  At the time, her daughter was with her.  Both parties involved reported the accident to the police and the insurance companies.  There were some small damages to the cars, but nobody was hurt.   Afterward, she could not get her mind off the incident.  The other driver was at fault.  The more she thought about it, the more upset she became.  She did not like the mood she was in.  She wanted to restore her peace, but could not.

As humans, our state of being was always affected by what happened around us.  When things went well, we felt peaceful and joyful.  When sudden, unpleasant things happened, we lost our peace.  Her reaction to what happened was understandable.

I looked at her for a while.  I said: "How's your daughter doing after the accident?  We should give thanks to God that both of you are not hurt."  She said: "Yes, I am very grateful.  My daughter was a little bit shaken up when it happened.  This morning she is back to her joyful self."  I said: "It may be you can look at what happened this way.  During our many lifetimes, all of us have accumulated some karmic debts.  In car accidents, something worse could have happened.  Thank God both of you are safe and well.  It is possible you may have paid off a big karmic debt through this minor accident.  You told me your father came into your dream to say goodbye the day he moved on.  (Her father moved on years ago.)  He must be quite a spiritual being.  I believe he is watching over you and your loved ones."

My boss's face lightened up.  She said strangely she had been thinking about her father after the car accident (or her father's image had come to her mind).  Besides, she said there was an inexplicable incident with the light outside of their garage.  The light had not been working.  After the accident, they were surprised to see the light was on!  The husband had not finished fixing it, and it was impossible for the light to turn on because the wire was still on the floor or detached (?).  (I did not record her exact words about the light in my journal.)  I said spirits always used light to signal their presence.

The phone rang.  My boss went back to do her work.  Then she went to take care of a customer.

When she returned, there was a wonderful expression on her face.  She said the customer had a car accident the day before too.  The customer was also very upset because the other driver was at fault.  Seeing how upset she was, my boss related some of the words that I said.  My boss said: "It is miraculous!  When she walked in, her face was tight and gloomy.  As I talk to her, something seems to lift off her.  She completely changes right in front of me.  When she leaves, she is in a total different mood.  She is now very grateful instead of angry."

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In life, lots of times things happen for a reason.  In our human mind, it is hard for us to figure out why this or that happens.  We can bury ourselves in a dark mood, or choose to move forward on a positive endeavor.  I fully understand sometimes it is not easy, but it helps to remember that "no matter how dark the night may seem, a bright day is waiting to unfold".  (Sorry, I know these words are not the exact words of those wise old sayings.  It is alright.  I am smiling, and I hope you are too!)  

If you have a transforming experience, or you hear something inspiring, at the right time, pass it on.  May all of us be an inspiration or a blessing to one other every now and then on our life journey.  Amen.

Love and blessings,
Q of D

She said she was very angry at God

Greetings!

One day, a woman walked in.  There was a gloomy look on her face.  She told us she had been driving around aimlessly for she was in a gray mood.  She lived in a city about 40 minutes away.  She happened to drive past the small shopping center, and noticed there was a holistic store.  She decided to come in.

She said she was an academic and an atheist.  She had recently found out she had cancer.  On that same day, her husband, unaware that she just got the test result from her doctor, asked for a divorce.  She said: "All my life, I live a healthy life style.  I don't drink or smoke.  I eat healthy food.  I exercise regularly.  I have been practicing yoga and meditation for years.  Of all the people, how can I be the one who gets cancer?"

"I am very, very angry at God right now!" she said adamantly.

My friends tried to comfort her and help her.  They talked to her about looking at life from a different perspective.  Overwhelmed by the sudden turbulent turn of her life, she had reacted with anger to mask her pain and fear.  Mentally, she was not in a state to take in what others said.  I looked at her with lots of compassion.  I did not say anything that day.

She left when the gathering was over.  I knew she might not come again.  However, the purpose of her walking in was served.  Her story was truthfully heard as all of us listened with love and compassion.  Here, among people outside of her social group, she was able to express and release some of her unwholesome emotions such as anger, fear, and pain.  She said she was very angry at God.  She might not realize that, as she desperately sought answers about Life, she had in truth set the intention to know God.

I watched as she walked out of the door.  I knew she was going to be all right.  The challenge in our life might seem dreadful at times, but it was in darkness we sought light.  As she sought, she would find.  Her light within, just as our lights within, would guide her through.

Take care.  Fall (autumn) is here.  Remember to appreciate the beauty of nature.

Love and peace,
Q of D

The Most Wonderful, Adorable Salesman in the World

Greetings!

During a recent visit, our grandson took out his toy cash register, and wanted to play the cash register game with me.  He gave me a few hundred dollars.  He told me I could buy anything in their family room.  He said he would be the cashier as well as the salesman.

I picked up his shoes, and expressed an interest to buy them.  Obviously, he did not expect that.  He rushed to my side, and put his shoes next to my feet to show that they were far too small for me.

I told him I wanted to buy a small toy bear.  He offered to sell his favorite bear which was as big as me.  I said it must be very expensive, and probably I did not have enough money to buy it.  He let out a big smile, and sold it to me for a dollar!

I saw a blanket on the couch.  I asked how much it was.  He looked at me and the old blanket for a second.  Then he ran into his bedroom, and came out with his good, new blanket.  He wanted me to have his blanket.  I said: "Ah Ma (=grandmother) is simple. The old blanket is fine.  May I know the price?"  He thought for a while.  With much emphasis in his voice, he said: "It is very, very expensive.  It costs trillion thousands of dollars!"  I smiled and said: "Wow! It is that expensive!  I really cannot afford it then." He picked up his blanket and put it on me.  He said: "This is a good blanket.  It is warm and comfy.  If you like it, you can have it for a $1."

In my eyes, my grandson is the most wonderful, adorable salesman in the world.

Later, he washed the small bag of black grapes that I brought for him.  He tried one, and exclaimed that the grapes were very, very good.  Whenever he ate one, he put one in my hand.  I told him he could have all the grapes to himself for I had some at home, but he really wanted to share them with me.  He continued to eat one and give me one until the bowl was empty. 

Oh, I love my grandchildren!  I am very blessed to be their grandmother.

Have a great day!

Love and peace,
Q of D