Ten Years Blogging

Greetings!

It is March 2021.  In March 2011, I published my first post A Story of the Touch of God .  Time flies. 

After a winter storm, the old computer that I used as a typewriter died.  About a year later, my younger son convinced me to buy a new one and subscribe for Internet service so that we could video chat.  At the time, we lived in different states about 750 miles apart.  I only got to see them once or twice a year.  Of course, I would love to video chat with them.  My new computer arrived in time for our first video chat on Thanksgiving Day in 2010.  It was wonderful to talk to our loved ones as well as seeing them on the computer screen.  

Afterward, my son kept 'pushing' me to create a blogger account.  In the earlier years of my spiritual journey, my younger son was the one in the family that I shared with some of my experiences.  Therefore, he knew I was told to write and teach in the Dec. 2001 reading.  I was hesitant to do so.  With my limited English, how could I write?  Besides, I regarded my experiences as something personal.  In my human mind, anything that was personal was not supposed to be shared.  However, part of me understood it was something that I should do.  About a year and a half earlier, I 'got' that it was time for me to re-read my journal so that I could share my experiences / the lessons I learned.  I finally agreed to open a blogger account.

Since I knew very little about the computer, my younger son had to guide me over the phone to create an email address and a blogger account.  Over my side (or at my computer), I typed in atonewithbuddha as my email address.  When my son learned of it, he raised some concern.  He said, "Mom, some people may not want to read your blog if you choose that as your email."  I understood his concern.  I said, "But I had already typed in the letters."  My son said, "You can change it or choose another email address."  After some thought, I said, "It is fine.  I already created an email address."  After a pause, my son said, "Okay, it is up to you."  (In my posts, I had mentioned I did not have a religion.  Many people automatically assumed that I was a Buddhist because I am a Chinese.  As I had told a brother at church that I loved Jesus Christ just as I loved Buddha.  (Re Gateway to Heaven )  I did not know why I typed in atonewithbuddha that day.  It might have something to do with my experience during that time.

After creating a blogger account, my son said, "Mom, I know you.  Though I have helped you to create an account, you may not write.  You have to tell me when you will publish your first post."  Yeah, he knew me.  Reluctantly, I said I would publish a post by March 25.  I thought I had given myself plenty of time, but I barely made the deadline.  

Soon I got a call from my son.  He congratulated me for publishing my first post.  My son told me he used to publish his own blog.  However, with work and kids, he had stopped writing.  He asked me, "Mom, why did you begin your post with 'Greetings'?  It looks odd."  I said, "I know nothing about blogging.  I just think I need to begin a post with greetings."  My son said, "You know, you can simply begin a post without 'greetings', and you don't have to close with 'many blessings' too."  He suggested for me to read his blog and other people's blogs.  I went online to read his blog as well as other blogs.  It was true that mine looked odd.  When it was time to publish my second post, I felt more comfortable to begin with 'greetings' and end with 'blessings' than without.  That was the way that I had been connecting with all of you over the years.  My son sometimes said that I was stubborn.  I might be stubborn in some ways.  However, I meant it when I said or wrote 'many blessings' and 'love and peace'.   

In January 2010, I spoke during Sunday service for the first time.  As I had mentioned above, the old computer no longer worked after the winter storm.  I had to write what I planned to talk by hand.  If the computer still worked, I would have printed out the speech in large readable letters.  I wasted many pieces of paper writing and rewriting.  When I finally finished writing , it was very close to the Sunday I was scheduled to talk.  Since my older son did not want to hear anything spiritual, I tried to practice the talk while he was at work.  However, I had a hard time memorizing my speech.  I ended up practicing my talk even when my son was home.  He overheard I began my talk with 'Good morning, my brothers and sisters'.  He immediately said, "Mom, please just say 'Good morning'.  It is so weird to hear what you say!  I have been to church before.  I know nobody say 'good morning, my brothers and sisters'.  You are weird!"  He proceeded to correct the way I said some of the words.  I was glad that he took the time to correct my pronunciation.  In a way, he was right.  It was true that the speakers at church did not begin with the words that I had in mind.  However, I felt there was nothing wrong with the way I addressed the congregation for in truth they were my brothers and sisters.  As I continued to practice, my son protested a few more times.  Later, he left for the gym.  (Since I felt uncomfortable speaking in English, you might wonder why I asked for a chance to speak at church.  Please click to view  Our Voices Matter )

My brothers and sisters at church were very supportive during the two times I spoke.  A brother said, "You must get lots of satisfaction getting standing ovation."  I was surprised to hear that.  I never looked at it that way.  For me, I was very grateful that the church had given me the opportunity to connect and share with the lessons that I had learned.  After I spoke, I felt glad that I had finished the (self-set) assignment.  Nothing more.  Nothing less.  (As we connect, we are one in love.  And so it is.)

In the first few years after I bought a new computer, I continued to use it mainly for writing or recording the events in my life.  We moved back to this state near the end of August 2012.  Whenever I had a problem with the computer, I called my younger son.  One day, he said, "Mom, play with the computer.  You won't break it.  The Internet has answers for almost anything.  You can learn how to fix a problem by yourself.  Go to YouTube and search for what you are interested in.  You can listen to music or watch a movie."  Gradually, I spent more time on the computer.  It was true the Internet was very helpful.  

    

In 2016, I wanted to go to spiritual circles / gatherings.  I created another email account for this purpose.  I had been following Natalie Glasson's channeled messages for some months.  The messages from the Divine (e.g. Mahatma, Archangels, Lord Melchizedek, Goddess Community, the Ascended Masters, Lord Buddha and etc.)  were forever loving and supportive.  I watched her videos on YouTube, but sometimes I needed to watch a few times to get the words of certain guidance / invocation.  One day, I decided to subscribe to her email so that I could read the messages.  Subscribing to her channeled messages was one of the best decisions that I had ever made.  Reading the messages helped me much more than just watching the videos.  In later days, I realized I made that decision on Angel's day, Nov. 11, 2016, a 1111 angel number day.    

I had been listening and reading Natalie Glasson's channeled messages for 5 years.  It was only until recently that it suddenly dawned on me that the format I used for my blog was not that weird or odd after all!  You see, the beings that came through Natalie Glasson often began a message with 'greetings' and closed with  'love'.  Sometimes the divine ones began by saying 'greetings my beloved brothers and sisters'.  (e.g. messages from Master Jesus and Master St. Germain)  I read that on the other side or in other dimensions we went to lectures and gatherings too.  It might be I had attended lectures and teachings by the Ascended Ones during my sleep.

Spring is almost here.  I look forward to attend gatherings in person.  

Love and Blessings,

Q of D

Have A Great New Beginning

Greetings!

Continue from my last post I kept asking myself "Why am I here?" .  

In the dream, I found myself in a gathering of recognized healers.  I felt I did not belong to be there because I did not see myself as a healer.  I wondered why I was there or why I was invited.  Upon waking up, I realized the me in the dream was a reflection of the me in life.  After contemplation, I understood how relevant it was for me to have the dream at this time.

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Did I feel qualify as a healer?  

At church and in spiritual centers, I had seen a few healers demonstrated what they did during healing sessions.  They were calm and collected.  Some of them knew what was wrong by seeing, sensing or feeling one's energy field.  As for me, I might be able to see one's sadness / pain in his eyes, but did not get anything about one's illness.  Some healers got info or messages to relate to the one they worked on.  I rarely ** received anything to relate to those that came for healing.   ( ** "Tell her that she is very, very loved." )  

A friend told me she was very pleased with a healer because he worked on her for over an hour.  It was normal for people to feel that way.  Since my way of going about a healing session was 'let go let god', I would work on a client as long as needed.  However, often than not, a session could be over in a couple of minutes to about 15 minutes.  I understood some people wanted me to work on them longer.  However, when I felt it was finished, it was finished (or for the time being).  Some healing arts had a procedure of what to do before, during and how to finish a healing session, but that was not the way I went through a session.  I was not a professional healer, and was never concerned about time.  On a few occasions, people chose to remain in the field of healing energy (on a massage table / chair) for a long, long time.  I would leave them alone, and let them take as much time as they wanted.  

In some ways, I always felt I did not know much about healing.  This feeling might have much to do with my experiences during which I was suddenly moved to heal others.  When that happened, I was as surprised as others.  Though part of me was at peace, the human I understood how inappropriate it was in the social view.  For examples, I stood up to work on 5 people in the middle of a Sunday service; during the healing circle, I suddenly moved to work on a woman that another healer was working on.  (Re My higher self and the human I in my healing experiences )  After the Sunday service incident, a brother who was himself a wonderful, long time healer called me.  He said I should remain sitting where I was to channel healing energy without drawing attention.  A loving being that he was, I knew that he must be doing that during Sunday services.  I could not explain to him that energy had been flowing into me in the past without causing any attention, and what happened that Sunday was a total shock to me.  Thanks to the loving Divine, I got to understand why this or that happened as things continued to unfold, or received validations from others.  (Re Part 1 - The Unexpected Incident , Part 2 - The Gathering , Part 3 - The Dream and Part 4 - Afterthought of the Whole Experience )

As a result of these experiences, I felt I might be a channel of healing energy.  However, I was not qualified as a healer / a professional healer.

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After the dream I kept asking myself "Why am I here?", I realized the me in the dream was a reflection of the me in life.  

In the days that followed, I happened to read my post More on my journey as a channel of spiritual healing energy .  Upon hearing that I had learned a healing art (Mar. 2007), the teacher of the Thursday Circle who was now also the owner of the center immediately asked me to be the on-site healer on Wednesdays.  Instead of feeling joyful about the opportunity, I judged myself unqualified.  Below was the postscript of the post.

P.S.  As I re-read this post on July 15, 2019, I realized how easily I judged myself and set limitations instead of opening up to what could be.  I also realized I might have made some progress in this aspect, but I had as yet let go of this pattern / old habit of thinking.

I also read the following in my post Have a Blissful 2017 

As I reread Who Smiles? Who Sees?, the words of the psychic in the March 2006 reading came to my mind.  She said, "In this lifetime, you have come to live an ordinary life.  You come to collect data living as an ordinary person, but cream is lighter than water.  You will eventually rise to the top because of who you are."  I asked her to explain.  She related her visions of me, but what she said was not what I wanted to hear.  I wanted to know where to look for a job and have an income.  For a while, she paused as if taking in the images she saw.  She said, "Q of D, you come to live an ordinary life.  You want to be like everybody else,  but you are not everybody else.  You are different.  You have to accept who you are ... "

I also remembered what happened on the first day of the 7-Day spiritual retreat.  The spiritual master said to Samuel, "She is an instrument."  He turned to me and said, "When you accept who you are, you will be much more and can help many people." His words caused a strong emotional reaction within me.  I thought I had accepted who I was by stepping outside of my comfort zone to mix with people.  (Re Day 1 of the one week spiritual retreat )

It was no accident that I had the dream and reread the two posts.     

According to the divine messages through many channels around the world, we have been embarking on a new beginning.  During the ascension, there have been multi downloads of energies, frequencies and vibrations from different dimensions.  There are many shifts and transformation.  It is the time of awakening that many people have been waiting for.  Some people may smoothly ease into the new beginning, some may find life chaotic and confusing, while others may experience a mix of both.  The new beginning is like a clean, new canvas for each to create or draw.  The message is '2021 is a year of creation', and it is of vital importance that we pay attention to what we hold in our mind / thought.

It was true the divine (higher self / guides / angels / loving ascended beings) was ever present to inspire, guide and assist.  I realized I should let go of the limiting old view of self that had been holding me back.  It is time to fully accept and embrace the truth I am!

In love, I share with you my experience.  I hope you will look deep within and release whatever may be holding you back.  

Have a great new beginning!

Love,

Q of D

In the dream, I kept asking myself, "Why am I here?"

Greetings!

A while back, I had a dream in which I kept asking myself "Why am I here?"  Upon waking up, I saw the time on the clock was 5:53 a.m.  

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I was in a gathering.  The place was spacious.  The host was a woman.  Other than the host and a few others, it seemed we *** were there because we had received invitations to come.  (*** There were probably about 10 to 15 of us.)  The host began the meeting by asking one after another to talk about herself or himself.  As I listened, I realized this was a gathering of healers, and those that were invited were highly regarded healers.  A woman healer said she was clairvoyant.  She talked in length about her healing work.  Another healer shared his healing modality and experiences.  All the while, I wondered why I was there.  I thought they were known healers, but I was not; in fact, not many people knew me as a healer.

Next scene - People were walking back into the place after a break.  (Outside, I saw bright sunlight.)  Some new faces walked among us.  They were not there earlier.

As I walked back inside, I saw a man sat on a long sofa (much longer than the average sofa) near the back of the place.  I recognized him as a well known healer.  (The me in the dream recognized him, but in life I did not know such a person.)  I went to sit on a regular size sofa by the side of the wall.

Two women went to sit on the sofa where the man was.  They were known healers too.  The man sat to the left, one woman sat in the middle, and the other woman sat to the right.  There was a lot of space between the three of them because it was an extra long sofa.  The woman that sat in the middle looked at me with a wonderful smile.  She said to me, "Don't sit there alone!  Come and sit with me!"  I went to sit next to her.  In my heart, I continued to wonder why I was there.

There was a commotion in the front of the hall (i.e. near the entrance).  A young woman said loudly that a particular woman healer should have been invited.  She said the healer had performed many magical healing, and lots of people lined up to receive healing from her everyday.  A small group of people that came with the young woman voiced their support.  In a calm and polite voice, the host said the organization had done a research before sending out the invitations.  The young woman continued to say the healer she knew was very famous and should have been invited. 

Again, I wondered, "Why am I here?"  I felt I did not belong to be there or I was not qualified.

The man sitting on the long sofa said, "She (the young woman) just does not get it.  The host is telling her that the one she tries to promote is not qualified because the organization had done a thorough research.  Those that are invited are real healers."

The me in the dream continued to ask myself "Why am I here?"  I did not understand how I could be one of the healers that were being invited.  

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As I woke up, I went over the dream in my mind.  I remembered it clearly, yet only part of the dream was vivid.  For examples, I saw images of the man healer, the extra long sofa, the woman healer that invited me to sit next to her, and the bright sunlight outside.  (As mentioned above, the me in the dream recognized the two healers, yet they were not any healer that I had known or had heard of in life.)  At the time of this writing, I could no longer recall how they looked like except I might have a brief description of them in my journal.  In the dream, it was obvious the gathering was not about glory or honor.  The healers were invited there for a purpose. 

In my experience, my dreams sometimes conveyed an advice or an important message that was relevant to where I was (spiritually speaking), e.g. A Powerful, Profound Dream .  As I contemplated over the dream of "why am I here'', I understood how relevant it was for me to have such a dream at this time.  Afterward, I thought it was time to go back to sleep.  I looked over to the clock.  The time was 6:53 a.m., exactly one hour had gone by. 

I would share my understanding of why I had this dream in my next post.  

The ground is covered with snow.  Stay warm, and may peace be with you always!

Love and blessings,

Q of D

   

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