(Image from the gorgeous Tarot of the Hidden Realm, one of my favorite tarot decks.) Our latest study circle brought wonderful new energy to the group dynamic! We learned to connect to the Akashic Records as collectively and the message to us was overwhelmingly in favor of bringing the energy of fun and play into our practice. It’s so easy to get overly serious when beginning a new spiritual practice (or, really, when applying Read more…
When people learn to access their Akashic Records they come into conscious contact with the flow of their soul. For some it is a feeling of homecoming, like re-encountering something dear and familiar after a time of forgetting. For others, being held in a field of unconditional love an be so overwhelming it moves them to tears. Still for many, the very prospect of entering the realm of the infinite and eternal sets off so many triggers. Will I be able to do this? Am I imagining things? Am I worthy of standing in such sacred space? (more…)
One of the techniques that is key to my Akashic Records practice is soft focus. Not all readers do this, but to me this means practicing with my eyes open. This throws many beginning practitioners for a loop because to a lot of people “going inward” automatically means “shutting the world out” by closing one’s eyes. But this is actually the opposite of what we wish to do when we connect with the Records. After all, we tap into the flow of the Akashic Records to expand, not limit, our consciousness, and when we open to them we make every effort to be just as aware of what seems to be going on “out there” as to what’s shifting in our bodies on the most physical terms.
This morning I turned to the Records to ask for more information about the significance of maintaining a soft gaze in our practice. (more…)
Late last November I was sitting in meditation and had the distinct feeling that I should drop everything I was working on and clear the decks. For what, I had no idea. This had been a growing sense at the margins of my awareness for a some weeks prior, but it hit me with a sudden force while I was meditating, and when I felt more consciously into it, my body felt an immediate sense of relief even though my mind was protesting. The message to wind down Dreamers & Schemers was clear, though for no good “reason” and with nothing to fill its place. (more…)
Sometimes in that twilight space between sleep and wakefulness a voice speaks to me of things I need to learn. Recently it transmitted a word I haven’t used since my days in academia.
“Interstial! Pay attention to the stillness and silence between words and sounds, to the spaces between the grains of rice.” I was pleasantly lulled by the initial abstraction, but that last bit about the rice roused my mind, which then began to fiddle at the edges of the metaphor.
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Yesterday I began to write about the initiatory experience I had with a tree in my neighborhood park. Today I’d like to share a bit of how I communicate with it, because it doesn’t look anything like how I’d imagined it would be. To me it still feels extraordinary, but I happen to know a lot of folks who talk to trees and have trees talk right back to them quite matter-of-factly. This may happen spontaneously on a hike, or a friendship might form over a period of years in someone’s backyard, and there are even cases when communication takes place over a great distance with a tree whom the person knows from memory or even just a photograph. My communication with this tree, by contrast, is wordless. Let me be clear. It’s not that we speak to each other telepathically; we don’t “talk” at all. To better explain this wordless communication, I have to rewind a bit and share a bit of backstory not just with trees, but my intuitive development in general. (more…)
At the end of January and early this month my sleep schedule went out of whack. I’d either find myself sleepless until 3:00 or 4:00am, or if I managed to fall asleep at a reasonable hour, I’d inevitably wake up around those times. During that period I had been feeling a lot of unfamiliar energies coming in and they were keeping me up at night. I wasn’t alarmed because I had been working with an intention to open to new energies since the beginning of the year, but I did want to figure out how to make the process a little more comfortable.
I checked with my Akashic Records and they suggested I stop trying to understand the energies, because I was giving myself headaches attempting to analyze every little bit coming through. Ah, my mind was up to its old tricks! My Records recommended surrendering to the flow and trusting that I would be aware of whatever I need to when the timing’s right. (more…)
Last night I had the puzzling feeling that I shouldn’t sign up for my usual Tuesday trapeze class. This morning, my intuition hadn’t changed, but I decided to check the class schedule anyway, and found that the last remaining spots had been taken between the time I went to bed and gotten up. I went about my morning routine mildly curious about what this was all about. Why was I being guided to stay home Read more…
“I had a question about that!” These were the words of my client during a recent reading. I was responding to her question, and somehow that response managed to answer another question that she had forgotten to ask, but was resting somewhere in the back of her mind, lingering in her heart. “That was my next question!” or “I was gonna ask that question!” are also common utterances.
It never fails to amaze me when an Akashic Record reading anticipates our questions. (more…)
I repeatedly tell my clients that an Akashic Record reading—at least the way that I offer it—is not predictive. The readings I offer call for your own engagement in the process, and to have any real effect on your life you will have to walk your path consciously, by making your own decisions rather than taking marching orders from on high. That said, sometimes it looks like a reading “predicted” something accurately. I’d like to share a story to look more closely into that phenomenon to show that it is actually the client’s doing, and not mine, when something the Records said “comes true.” (more…)