May the Peace within guide us through this turbulent time

Greetings!

Due to the pandemic, I began to join spiritual meetings online.  Most of the groups I joined were in other states of U.S.A.  If not for the pandemic, I probably would have continued to go to spiritual gatherings that met locally in person.  Some people had said joining spiritual meeting online was something new to them too.  

Most of the hosts welcomed others to share their stories and views.  I had heard some incredible transformational and awakening personal stories.    Some participants were wonderful speakers and teachers.  They spoke gracefully.  They conveyed their messages or stories with ease.   I enjoyed listening, and seldom felt the need to say anything.  On the occasions that I did, I felt anxious.  I felt more comfortable talking to the others face to face than on zoom.     

Though I seldom said anything during online meetings, I got unexpected messages about me from others every now and then.  On second thought, it was not that unexpected.  The facilitators / guest speakers were spiritual teachers or professional psychics / mediums / channels / healers as well as some of the participants.  

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One day, I was in a zoom gathering during which an exceptional channel was to deliver short messages for some participants.  I was opened to receive whatever message that came through.  In other words, I did not hold any thought or question in my mind.

My name was called.  The channel said 'Even those that were awakened, some still had shadows.  Light and shadow were illusions, but it was true that some awakened ones still had shadows."  She went on to say that the guides were telling her that I had the ability to heal the awakened ones or bring healing to the awakened ones.  

Of course, I was very surprised to hear that.  I wondered why I received such a message.  Right then, the facilitator joined in to talk about my aura.  I had joined this group for quite some time, and did not know the clairvoyants had been observing my aura.  The human I felt a little embarrassed.  As this was going on, it suddenly dawned on me why I received this message.     

Two days earlier, I thought of a spiritual teacher / master.  I went online to look up the latest video about him.  As I watched, I sighed.  I chose to leave the group because I could not accept one of his view / belief.  I never meant any disrespect.  I understood why he formed this view because this was instilled in him since young.  Then I thought "Who am I to say that he is wrong?  He is widely known as the awakened one."  

A sister, whom I loved and respected, had shared with me this personal experience.  She was always open to embrace or hug others.  One day, she forgot the expected manner toward the teacher, i.e. women should not hug the teacher.  She was shocked that her hands passed through energy instead of a solid back as that of a regular person. 

There was no doubt that the spiritual teacher was an advanced spiritual being.  In fact, he knew more about me than the human I knew myself.  He did not talk to me directly, but had talked about me to his direct disciple (s).  My brothers and sisters had treated me with much kindness and respect.  It was not an easy decision to leave the group, but I thought it would be better for them to move forward with one mind and one heart.

I did not think the spiritual teacher and I would meet again.  In my heart, there was only love for the teacher and all my brothers and sisters. 

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On another occasion, a channel said, "You know you receive divine guidance all the time, but you don't always follow the guidance."  I knew it was true.

For example, one recent Thursday, I received a text ** about a psychic fair in a community center of a city that was not far from where I lived.  The fair would take place on the following Saturday and Sunday.  

** A few years ago, I went to a psychic fair.  The facilitator asked if I would like to receive news about holistic / psychic fairs.  I said 'yes'.  She asked me to give her my phone.  Since then, I received this kind of text on my phone regularly including fairs that took place in nearby states.  In our state, one or two groups held psychic fairs in different locations weekly or bi-weekly during the summer.

I had only gone to 4 body, mind and spirit festivals since I moved back to this state over 11 years ago.  When I received messages about psychic fairs in other states or far away cities, I usually deleted them right away.  There were fairs near where I lived.  However, at this time, I did not feel like going to any holistic fair.       

Saturday morning I went for a walk in the school field.  As usual, I brought my small camera and phone with me.  When I was home, I put my phone and camera on the table.  I saw a message on my phone's screen about the fair.  I went to use the bathroom.  I thought it was nothing unusual.  This kind of messages were automatically resent on days of the fair.  Later, I noticed the message was not new.  It was sent on Thursday.   I found it kind of odd.  Normally, the message would not reappear on the screen after I had read it.  

Sunday morning I went for a walk.  The same thing happened again after I was home.  The Thursday message appeared on the screen of my phone.  Both times the message simply appeared on the screen, and there was no alert or notification sound as it should be.  I talked to my son about it.  My son said it was kind of weird.  He said he would go to the fair with me if I wanted to.  I thanked him, and told him I did not want to go.  A while later, I decided to talk to my guide.  I mentally said, "If you want me to go to the fair, let me receive another message."  Some time after 1 p.m., I heard the alert sound.  On the screen was a new message "Still time to come to the Psychic Fair . . . . . . ."  

I did not go.  In my heart, I said, "Sorry, guides.  I just don't see the point of going to another psychic fair.  Open up another opportunity for me if it is beneficial for me to go to do something or meet someone."

Over the years, I had many amazing experiences by following the divine guidance, e.g. I said "No" three times on this Sunday and It is in not knowing that makes life intriguing .  If my guide had not prompted me to go to the holistic store on Jan. 23, 2009, I would not know the store had scheduled me to hold a healing workshop in Feb.  (Re A beautiful pink fish on the back of a white dove )  Therefore, I understood the significance of divine guidance.  However, at this time, I just did not feel like going to any psychic fair.  I was at peace with my decision.  

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Since September, we have many rainy, cloudy days.  The fall colors in the school fields are beautiful.  It is a joy to walk among the trees.  

The other day I went to a spiritual center for a peace event.  I went to two stores shopping for grocery afterward.  Arriving back at the apartment parking lot, I unloaded the bags.  I turned to walk toward the apartment.  I almost dropped the bags because I saw a beautiful, big rainbow in the sky!  I put all the bags back into the trunk of the car, and began taking pictures of the rainbow.  This was the first time I saw a rainbow in 2023.  The rainbow faded after about 8 minutes.  (If I was inside the apartment / store or in my car, I would not have seen the rainbow.  In where I lived, rainbows usually did not last long.)

During that time, a neighbor happened to turn into the parking lot.  He saw me taking pictures of the sky.  He turned to look at the sky and saw the rainbow.  He said, "Oh, there is a rainbow!"  I smiled.  Before he headed back to his apartment, he smiled and said, "Enjoy your rainbow!"

With the wars going on, we all prayed for peace.  It was the reason I went to join others at the spiritual center.  

May the Peace within guide us through this turbulent time.

Love and Blessings,

Q of D

Sometimes we may not realize our innate abilities are at play

Greetings!

In my last post Growing old in Grace , the store employee responded to my thought, and might not have realized that I had not verbally said the words. 

Some years ago, a similar incident happened while I was a volunteer for a charity organization.  One day, we went to visit seniors living in a tall apartment building.   The residents knew our two team leaders well.  A woman began to talk about her health problems particularly about her eyes.  She might have surgery before, and was very worried about the upcoming surgery.  She and her friends sat closely with our team leaders by a table.  I was at a distance behind her back getting things ready.  Hearing what the woman said, I mentally sent her my blessings such as 'everything would be alright and the angels would watch over you'.  She turned her head back toward me and said "thank you".  Then she continued her talk.  I saw the puzzling looks on my friends' faces.  I smiled, and did not explain.  I believed the woman, like the store employee, had not realized that I had not voiced my thought.

In the case of the mother in the fruit market, I believed she was intuitive, and was aware of her innate abilities.    (Re Is our thought a secret known only to ourselves )

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When I joined the Thursday Circle in May 2005, I regarded myself as a novice on my spiritual journey because -

• I did not meditate for I could not get into a meditative state.  
• When I was small, I could easily form an image in my mind eye.  I did not know this was called visualization (in English) until I began to borrow spiritual books from the library in 2000.  It was then I realized I could no longer visualize.  
• I did not know much about spiritual stuff such as spiritual terms, practices, and universal laws.  I had read many books, but was only interested in reading other people's stories on their spiritual journey. 

In retrospect, my view of self at the time had much to do with my human nature.  I found my friends' abilities or gifts amazing.  While I was having so much fun and joy sitting among them, I automatically thought 'I was the only one among them that was not psychic'.  Besides, I might have watched a little bit too much TV shows 😊😊😊of famous mediums such as Sylvia Browne, John Edward, and Rosemary Altea.  I ended up forming a wrong view that being psychic must be as they were.  

Of course, I eventually understood my friends were right that everybody was psychic because intuition was our innate ability.  Some people might be more opened to their innate abilities than others.  Some people might not even have heard such words as clairvoyance, clairaudience and etc.  Nevertheless, their innate abilities might sometimes be at play except they did not recognize that.  

Recently my son came to me and talked about showing off / getting attention again.  I did not want to get into the same old talk which could go on for an hour or two.  Instead of answering his question, I asked if he still wanted a fancy car or fancy clothes.  (Many years ago, my son saw a man drove a fancy car into a gas station to get gas.  Everyone looked at the man and his car.  Some women surrounded the car and tried to talk to the man.)  My son said, "No, I do not need those anymore."  I smiled and said, "I know.  It is because you are already getting the attention."  (He is into bodybuilding.)  All of a sudden, two incidents came to my mind.

During the restaurant years, a customer walked in to pick up an order.  She was a chiropractor who ordered from us every now and then.  She owned an office in the same mall.  As I handed her the order, I was surprised to see the look on her face.  She looked at me with disgust!  She did not leave right away.  Finally, she said, "You work in a restaurant!  Why do you wear such a fancy shirt?"  My eyes opened wide.  In great disbelief, I answered, "It is only $8!  It is on sale in XXXXXX (a local store that sold grocery and other household items).  The original price is $16.  There are a few more left if you want to buy one."  Her face changed.  She was so embarrassed that she rushed out of the restaurant.  She did not order from us again.  (The shirt I wore was pale apple green.)  

The next incident happened in 2004.  For a short while, I worked in a restaurant whose owner was a friend of my husband.  (Re There is extra money in the cash register drawer )  One of the waitresses was a young Chinese woman in her early 30 s.  She called me auntie because I was the older generation.  She worked nights.  Every time she saw me she asked where I bought my white shirt and black pants.  I had wore them for years.  The color of the black pants was somewhat fading, and the white shirt was not that white anymore.  Of course, the shirt and pants were ordinary and inexpensive.  However, this young woman would not believe what I said.  Her shirts and pants were more expensive than mine.  The light in that restaurant was very dim.  On several occasions, she walked to me and said my shirt look bright and white that she really wanted one like mine.  At the time, I thought she was just getting used to what she said, or it had something to do with her personality.

I said to my son, "You know I do not have fancy clothes, don't you?"  He said, "Yes, I know."  I told him the two incidents.  I said, "Could it be both of them were kind of clairvoyant?  They saw the light around me and aligned it to what I wore."  My son knew the word clairvoyant.  He said it was possible.

Earlier this year, I went to a spiritual temple.  The energy there was exceptional.  Many people were there.  Most had been on their spiritual path for decades.  While sitting there, I noticed a woman from the other end of the temple kept looking at me.  When the service was over, she walked over to me and said, "The color of your blouse is very beautiful!"  I said, "Thank you."  I knew the woman in the temple was clairvoyant.  

It was a good thing that the two incidents came to my mind while my son and I were talking.   I had wondered why others judged what I wore particularly the chiropractor.  The puzzle was solved.  Both the chiropractor (American) and the waitress (Chinese)  were probably not into spirituality.  They did not realize their innate ability was at play.

In writing this post, I looked up the definition of spirituality online.

Spirituality involves the recognition of a feeling or sense or belief that there is something greater than myself, something more to being human than sensory experience, and that the greater whole of which we are part is cosmic or divine in nature.

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Many people around the world had awakened to their innate abilities.  There were so many webinars and online workshops.  I had signed up for the 2-day series of The Many Faces of Mary Magdalene.  In the midst of watching the series, I decided to stop, and finished the post.  

I am glad I did.

Many Blessings,

Q of D    

P. S.

My sons had been bullied while in middle schools.  Chinese normally started puberty a few years later than the Americans.  My older son grew some inches during the summer before the start of high school, and it helped.  Both of my sons took body building class while in high school.  My older son said he sometimes visited the city we used to live.  In stores, he had come across a few of his old classmates that had bullied him.  He said they were all out of shape.  They recognized him.  Seeing how he was now, they looked down at the floor.  As a boy, my older son was friendly.  He was like a magnet, and other children came to play with him wherever he was.  His experience in school had an effect on him.  If we paid attention, we often formed a view or made choices because of our experiences in life. 

   

Growing old in Grace

Greetings!

In the parking lot of a store, I unloaded bags of grocery into the trunk of my car.  I made a little noise as I tried to lift the 24-pack bottles of water from the shopping cart.  A young woman about 30 feet away immediately asked if I needed help.  She and a man about her age were talking to an older man.  With a joyful smile, I said, "No, thank you!"  Later, I walked over there and thanked her for her kindness.

I met kind people all the time.  

One afternoon, the mail carrier also offered to help me carrying the groceries.  One day, a young woman who happened to walk by wanted to help me too.  On another day, a young man who lived in another building wanted to help me as well.  He was nice and polite.  Their kindness made my day.  On those occasions, I talked to them for a short while thanking them for being so kind, and sent them blessings in my heart as we parted ways.

One day in a store, a man is his 40 s seemed to be following me in a distance.  He dressed like someone who worked in an office.  I kind of looked back at him.  I sensed no ill intention.  On his face was a delightful smile as if he saw something in me.  At one point, I stopped to look at some items on the top shelf.  He quickly walked forward.  I got it he wanted to help me to get what I wanted to buy from the top shelf.  So I asked for his help.  He gladly got it for me.  Joyfully, he walked away and did not follow me anymore.

Years ago, I rarely asked for help to get something that I could not reach.  If I could not get something from the top, I might use another item to bring it down and catch it with my hand.  However, I had learned to allow others to help me was also a service.  (Re   Helping others and allowing others to help you can both be a source of joy  )  

Whenever I needed help in a store, I usually asked someone that looked friendly or cheerful.  One day while I was pondering who I should ask to help me, I saw a man walked past me.  He was tall and slim.  On his face was a look of gloomy as if he was depressed or sad.  I called out to him, "Sir, would you please help me . . ."  He walked back and got me two frozen TV dinners from the top shelf.  I looked into his eyes and said truthfully, "Thank you very much for your help."  We soon came across each other in the next lane.  I was glad to see that the gloominess on his face was gone!  We greeted each other with a smile.

One day, I was on my way out of a store.  I saw a store employee sitting on a bench by the customer service center.  He was a senior like me, and was probably taking a break.  He looked very tired.  He took out a small towel to wipe the sweats on his face.  In my heart, I sent him blessings.  To my surprise, he seemed to hear what I said in my heart.  He stopped in the midst of wiping his sweats.  He looked at me and said, "Thank you, thank you, Madam!  May you have a blessed day too!"  (It reminded me of other occasions where people actually received my thought.  See  Is our thought a secret known only to ourselves )

After the incidents in Who smiles? Who sees? , I allowed myself to smile more.  Recently I had an amazing experience.  As a mother and grandmother, I loved seeing families with children that happily shopped in stores.  I saw a family of three generations (grandparents, parents and two small children).  I smiled at this family.  They happened to notice that.  All of them, young and old, looked at me and let out the most wonderful smiles!  I still remembered the light in their eyes and their total smiles.  Thank you for the gift.

Autumn is here.  Earth / the world is going through many changes.  Take care.

Many Blessings,

Q of D