Wow! I can’t believe this is the first post of the new year. Yay! 2018, it’s a New Year! Ooops, it’s March 11. I’m a tad late on that one. LOL.
This year has flown by really fast. We’re almost a third of the year in. And I am ashamed to say, I have not done a whole lot this year. This year, I have been having a lot, lot, lot of down time. That’s not to say I have done nothing this year. I have managed to go to the diner a few times with friends. I have continued to do Reiki, alongside my friend Beth, one Monday a month. I have not really done any events this year, like I did last year. I had a few tables at some expos here and there. So far I have not done any. My first table I will have will be in April.
I have not done much exploring or adventuring in a little bit now. And yet, I miss it. I do miss the adventure. The going to new places. Doing new things. See and experiencing new things. It is always a rush to be out there. Going somewhere you’ve never seen before, doing something you’ve never done before. Hopefully when the weather starts to improve more, I will be able to get out more often. It seems like just yesterday when I took myself out on a weekly adventures. Yet it’s been over a year ago since I set out on those adventures to really change my life around. So many has changed. So much is different and so much is becoming so much more.
Last night I was able to take myself out for an adventure for the first time, in quite a while now. Last night, I was able to attend a public paranormal investigation. In Medford NJ. In a historic building, for the first time ever that it’s really been investigated. The building is a wonderful place. It goes back to around the turn of 1900’s. If not older than that. Current estimates have the building at being constructed in 1904. So needless to say it has seen quite a lot of traffic over the years. With many various occupants coming and going. It was fun to be in there, after hours, with the lights of, with groups of people, and just get in there, and really feel the energy of the place. Being sensitive to energies, being an empath, there was plenty to pick up on, and feel. I was able to sense and pick up one some of the spirits that were in the place, and was able to learn a little bit about them, through learning about the place. So it was nice to have some validation to what I was feeling and picking up. Sadly, I forgot my recorder to record some of it. I did use my phone, and have not had a chance to listen to anything yet.
It was quite the night, and was lot of fun to be out there with groups of people. I had fun investigating an historic building, and hopefully in the future I can get out and visit some more. It’s time to get back on the horse again, and have fun, and get back to enjoying life.
This weekend was a very busy weekend for me. In fact this past week had me doing something every single night. This past Saturday say me attending a Paranormal event at Whitehall Mansion in Fieldsboro NJ. I would be sharing a table with a friend, doing Angel card readings. The event was scheduled from 10am to 6PM. An all day event, with us set to get there at 8:30 AM, it was set to be a long, long day.
Except this day would start a little different than the past few days, and weeks have been for me. This day would start with a terrible anxiety attack. Something of the likes I had not felt in a year and a half. This attack was quite terrible, and I almost felt like the old me. Where I was so wanting to just run away, not even go to the event. This was that strong. Over the past year and a half, or so, since I started this adventuring, I had to keep pushing myself. I knew if I were to retreat, as tempted as I was many times, it would set a trend that would keep repeating. I would use it as a way “out” if I wanted to. And in doing that, I would start doing that more and more. I kept pushing. No matter how scary it was. I kept pushing. Further and further. I could not allow this to be any different. I had to dig deep within myself to muster up the strength to go.
Go I went. I pushed myself to travel to this place, which luckily was only thirty minutes away. While driving there, I did the only thing I could think of. Use my Reiki on myself to calm my emotions, calm my energy, and soothe the anxiety. I placed my hand on my solar plexus, and the other on the steering wheel, or crashing my car would have opened a whole other can of worms for me, anxiety being the least of my concerns. Of course I could have asked Jesus to take the wheel, but people look at you all scared like if you are driving with no hands on the wheel. I then opened up to the Reiki energy to flow through me, and into me, and let Reiki do it’s magic… And I was blown away by the Reiki. That in a few short minutes my body started to relax, my anxiety start to calm itself, and in minutes I was feeling alive again, and back to being the person I had become. I kept my hand there on my solar plexus, and on the heart center, and kept the energy flowing for most of the trip to where I was going. And I felt great after I was done sending Reiki. I was calm, relaxed, and ready to take on the day ahead of me.
After arriving my friend that was going there, told me they were having a lot of anxiety, that morning. Which was the anxiety I was feeling. Being an empath, like I am, I pick up on other peoples feelings and emotions. Which helped me to understand why I was having this anxiety so out of the blue. I am starting to understand myself more and more, as I heal and open up. I am learning so much about myself. Being an empath my whole life, I probably suffered through many anxiety attacks, or random depression, that was not mine. I was just picking it up. Long before I learned to shield and ground those energies.
There was a lot of energy at this place, not just from the people, but the building itself. As the building dates back to the 1700’s, and is very active. I walked through it, on a tour, and picked up/sensed the energy of spirit in there. A few of them. Children running up the steps. A lady, in an old fashioned dress, and an ol’ time gangster/mobster that hangs down in the bar. It was a fun day, a few readings were had, and the anxiety did not return. I was able to enjoy the day, and myself.
I am always amazed at what Reiki can do, the healing it can bring to us. And I have only scratched the surface of energy healing, and what it can bring to us. I look forward to where it will take me, and more adventures to go on.
I decided to keep the ball rolling yesterday on my adventuring, and decided to take myself out to a state park. To get out, enjoy the nice weather, and just have some fun. I had. I where in particular to go, so I went to google, and did a quick search on state parks. One of the hits was to Washington State Park, which was not too far from me. So off I went. To where George Washington is said to have crossed the Delaware to come into Trenton, during the revolution.
Upon arriving I went to the little museum to check out history. It’s always so neat to see such things. I am very fond of those old time periods. Where life was simple. I enjoy those simpler times. There is just a majestic beauty it. Don’t get my wrong, I would never survive back then. I enjoy the luxuries that we all take for granted today, such as air conditioner. I would be a hot mess without it. Let alone the advancements we have in medicine today, over what they used for surgery back then. No thank you. Sadly, I was not able to take pictures inside the museum. All that I saw, will be a memory for ever. Or until I lose my memory. Which ever comes first.
There was plenty of paths to take. I passed a couple buildings, but sadly they were not open. Until eventually I came across the place where the crossing happening. There is a lovely bridge you can take, that takes you over the road and down to the water.
And there it was, the famous crossing site of George Washington… I think they may have exaggerated the story some over the years. I’m no Michael Phelps but I think I can cross that little bit of water quite easily. I kid of course. I am told that was just a little canal. I canal believe it myself. See what I did there? Puns are fun, or should I say puny? No?! Moving on.
Right past that little canal was much more water, which I assume is the actual place he crossed. Maybe. I wasn’t there back then so I have no clue where he exactly passed. The sign said it was 13 miles, all the way around it, and I wasn’t that interested to see it, to walk that. So I went about my way and kept walking, and enjoyed the rest of my day outside in the sun, and having fun.
Before heading back home, after a fun filled weekend of adventuring. Before going to Barnes And Noble and picking up a stuffed Totoro. Just because. If you have never seen My Neighbor Totoro, I highly recommend it. Or any Studio Ghibli film. And no, I am not too old for toys, or stuffed animals for that matter. He know guards me while I sleep. It’s the simple things in life that make me smile.
That’s it for this weekends adventures hopefully next weekend I can get out and adventure somewhere else. It was nice to get out and adventure and go to new places I’ve never beje before. As well as see a piece of history.
Today was one of those days that was very impromptu, but at the same time very needed. I just had to get out. I just had to go on an adventure. I need it. It has been too long since my last adventure and it was much needed for me to go. So I did what I needed to do. I went out and had some fun, and it was much needed. Of course this journey was a solo journey, but I just had to get out. So I wasted no time in getting out.
Last weekend I went to St Rita’s Shrine in Philadelphia with my girl friend, and enjoying the place we visited I opted to return to a similar place as we went to last weekend. Of course I will add I am not a religious person. In fact I do not agree with the church in many of its teachings. They use to much fear, and doom and gloom, and not enough love and compassion for people. Growing up for a few years, I was an altar boy, and even attended Catholic school, per my parents. But I never found any connection or calling to the church. It never really did anything for me. As I grew older I become more spiritual and followed the ways of Spirit, and love. I do still connect with the angels, such as Archangel Michael, Raphael, Gabriel, etc, and with love, that to me, is God. Faith is a personal thing, so what works for you, is what works for you. So it may seem surprising that I would go to a shrine, or a chapel. I will not deny that churches are beautifully designed. As an artist myself I can enjoy places that are beautiful. These shrines are no exception to that.
After last week’s fun, I decided to go to another shrine. This time it was The World Apostolate of Fatima, in Asbury NJ. While I may not connect to the church these days, going to catholic school has given me a basic understanding of such places, and people of interest in that faith. While I may not connect with the church, and religion for that matter, I do connect with Mother Mary. Believe it or not Mother Mary has played a huge role in my life in changing things around. Back before I really had my awakening, and really changed my life around, it was dreams I had of Mother Mary that really woke me up, and started to bring new things into my life. I had not been much of a believer in my life, or even strong in faith, until that time. When I had those dreams. It was only natural that I visit a shrine dedicated to her apparition in Fatima one hundred years ago. It was on the 99th anniversary of that apparition, that I had the dreams about her, so it was even more memorable for me to visit her shrine. It has been this journey that has shown me the world, and living, is so much bigger than I could have ever imagined or fathomed.
This place was incredible. The energy, and atmosphere was lovely. The place was larger than I could have imagined. There is a lot of land, and property, and big open spaces to walk around, and just take it all in. There was a path, or two, or three to take, where you could see statues, and plaques, of the stations of the cross. Where you can sit down, and just pay your respect, or meditate, pray. Whatever the mood struck to you. Each station is replicated with a statue depicting the various stations. After you walk the path, there is also a rosary path. Which, I would only imagine is for praying the rosary, which Mother Mary is associated with… Or, its a path for people named Rose. In all honesty, that wasn’t clear.
After walking the paths for about an hour or so, I kind of lost track of time, as I got engrossed in it all. I headed up towards another little building, which is said to be a replica of the chapel from around where she made her apparition so long ago. Where I lit a candle. I then checked out the gift shop before heading back home. And driving the hour and a half drive back. Where not even Google Maps could figure out where it was going. I did not see the whole place, while there. Even after spending 2 hours there, I did not check out the chapel itself, and another building that was there. I guess I will have to make another trip out there. It was a lovely outing and I had a lot of fun there. Surprisingly. Will I start singing, kumbaya? Doubtful, but you never know. I will say as a child going to church with my family, they used to have live music, and someone would play the acoustic guitar. It was then that I fell in love with the acoustic guitar, and always wanted to learn to play it. I begged and begged my parents to buy me a guitar, and one day they did… Turns out my laziness trumped my desire to play the guitar. True story.
After visiting there, I stopped by some friends at their shop, and hung out with them, and just had some lovely conversation. And now I sit here and smile, thinking how far I have come, and how much I have changed my life for the better. How at one time this was not even possible for me. I am blessed and thankful for every step of it, and those that have come into my life and blessed me even more.
That’s it for this week’s adventure.
While I have been very active these days it’s been a good time since I got out there and really took myself on an adventure. Mind you I have done plenty, I went up to the Poconos again and went horseback riding for the first time in my life. So I am remained busy and remained going places. It was nice to get back out there and really take myself on an adventure, as I have missed it. This week I happened to be on vacation, and did not have anything really planned. So I decided to make the best of it and get myself back to those adventures that really turned my life around.
I have gone to a few places this week so far. I went to a local lake and enjoyed the fresh air and water. I headed back to Redbank Battlefield, which I have been to many times in the past. There is something about that place. It draws me to it and I love being there. Down by the water, and just enjoying the sights. The main house, Whitall manor, is an interesting place. I have only been in there once, but this time, was the first time being there, since I become more open, and embraced my gifts instead of shutting them down. The house itself has so much energy. Just being near it, you can really feel it. As soon as I got near the home, I could feel it. It really hit my right in the chest. There is also a sense of sadness within the energy. It has been said, the place is active with spirits, that have died during the Revolutionary war, when the house was used as makeshift hospital. It is said to be more active in the higher floors, that were not open to the public when I went in there once last year. I need to get back into their, and really check it out, and see what I feel and pick up. That ought to be an interesting time.
So my next adventure that I had taken, was to Smithville Historic Park, in Mount Holly. I had been to this place once before. Which you can read about, here. This place was my first stop when I started my adventure of going out so very long ago, back in March of 2016. 15 months ago. It was nice to go back to where it all started for me and just take a stroll through it all again. I have come such a long way in the past 15 months, to be back to where it all started was kind of a surreal feeling. When I took that first adventure I was very nervous. While I had been making great strides in my health and healing, and had just come off of a week in the Poconos, it was different to take myself out, on my own, into an unknown territory and continue to do it weekly for a year.
I had much to learn and open up to during that journey. While I was feeling better physically I still had to work on the mental aspects of my healing, and in working on the fear and anxiety that was controlling me and my life. So I came up with going on a weekly journey to push myself into new places in life. Something I had never done before. It wasn’t something that just happened for me. I didn’t just get out there and all that fear disappeared, no, I had to work on it. I had to work through it. For me I learned the only way I was getting through it, was to go through it. To face it head on. Which to me, was ironic, because I had always struggled with that concept. I had always fought the idea of facing fear to heal fear. To me that was a crazy concept and I could never do that. I have learned through that journey that I was completely wrong with how I viewed things in life and my life.
For me, and I am sure many other people in the same shoes, I would spend countless hours asking for a miracle. Asking for a sign that we are being heard. Begging for help. Begging for the strength to get through another day. Begging for the courage to get through things. Begging for a miracle. Begging for help and healing. I was one of those people. I begged, and I pleaded, and hoped for a miracle. I hoped I would be given the strength and the courage to do it. To be able to live a normal life. And what I found, was surprising and shocking to me. I found that I had the strength, I had the courage, within me, all along. All I needed was the opportunities to see it myself. That was the greatest thing I found within myself through all this adventuring. Was that I could do it. I had the strength to do it. I was courageous and brave when in the face of scary things. I just had to believe in myself and what I could do. When I realized this truth within myself was when the real healing could occur. It was then that I could get out of my own way, out of my head, and allow myself to see things I never even knew existed within myself and within the world. It was then that my whole life changed and spiraled and snowballed into more and more.
My life has changed and improved so much and for the better in the past two years than I have ever seen in my life, for the entirety of it all. All because I dared to challenge the status quo of the life I created for myself. All because I knew I needed to and had to change my life. I had to changed everything. I could no longer sit idly by and let life pass me by. I could no longer not live life. And I was willing to do whatever it took to get there.
It was a triumphant moment in my life to return to where it all started, and this time, in a better state of being than when I first visited there. Where there was no fear about being there. There was no anxiety about how long I would be there. Or if I was able to do it. I was able to be there, be present in my adventure, and just enjoy myself and what I was doing. Walking, admiring, sitting on benches, and just enjoying life. It is a well earned victory for me. To enjoy life. To enjoy myself. Next time I return here I will need to take a tour of the mansion and the buildings, as I have not really explored them. I really spent my time walking around through the trails through the woods. Next time. There is now a next time. I can say that, and not dread it. I can enjoy myself. Finally.
If you were to have told me a two ago that one day I would have had my own table at a public event doing something, I would not have believed you. I would have thought you fell and bumped your head and was talking nonsense. If you were to have told me that I was going to be doing Angel Card readings for people I would have thought you lost your mind. Yet yesterday I did just that and it was no April Fools joke. It was real and it was spectacular.
Yesterday my friends at On Angel’s Wings was doing their first expo, and I somehow got it in my head that it would be a good idea for me to be a part of this event. At first I was not sure on what I was going to do. I have plans to do more Reiki energy healing this year so I was debating about having my table there doing mini readings, but settled on doing Angel Card readings instead. The Expo was being held at the Lyceum in Burlington, NJ. It was a lovely little building with a nice little energy to it for this first time event.
I will be honest and say that I was very nervous about doing this event and wanting to just back out of it. In truth I wanted to get to my car and just keep driving to Canada. Starting a new life of a Canadian lumberjack, being paid in Maple Syrup and Jelly Doughnuts. In the past the fear would have been that my anxiety would get the better of me, or my stomach would run amok and take me with it. Especially since the event hours were 11-6. 7 hours of being in one place would have been enough to send me to the bathroom having panic attacks, yet that was not what I was nervous about. My fear was that I would not be able to do the readings for people, I would get nothing, and not be able to do it. Making myself look bad and the people who host the event look bad. It’s amazing the fears that can run through our brains, more so, when you have struggled with anxiety your whole life.
Luckily my friends there could see that my energy was feeling a little frantic, and came over and comforted me and told me that I could do it, and two of my friends allowed me to do two quick little readings before the event started to calm my nerves and help me get in the zone. That really helped. My friends that I have met through this journey have literally been a godsend through all of this. Being their for support, love, and comfort. Without them I would not be where I am. Those two little readings really helped take the edge off, and helped me start to get into the zone. For when people really started to pile in and I started to do the readings and really get going.
Once again like it always is with my anxiety/panic that once it really happens it is never like it is in my head. Much like going to the dentists office. I was able to do 11 readings throughout the entire time I was there. I was calm, and relaxed, and really in the zone with it all. I met lots of new people, and had lovely conversations with people. Without a single freak out or panic/anxiety attack. I think I even got a lifelong friend of mine to really believe in what I do and am able to do. So that was a nice little added surprise to it all. I am very fortunate for this wild and crazy journey I have been on. There have been many, many low times, and now there are some incredible high times. I am thankful for it all. They have taught me so much about life and living and have given me so much in life. I would not be who I am today without them. This was an incredible step for me to go out and do an event all day. I was there from 9am until 7 Pm. 10 hours at one place. I would never have dreamed in my wildest dreams that I could ever do something like this. Yet I did it. I survive, and dare I say, I had an incredible time doing it.
I am not doing something I love, and sharing it with others, and loving every moment of it. One day perhaps I will do a talk about my journey and how I got here and share it with others so they too can live the life they want and deserve. If I can do it. Anyone can. My next event I will be doing will be in May, where I will be doing mini Reiki sessions. I look forward to that one and where the future will take me. During the event yesterday I was able to get a Tarot reading for myself, and she said this stuff that I am doing, will really take off for me. So I am looking forward to that and a very blessed future.
The ain’t no mountain high enough edition.
This past week has been an incredible one for me. It has had many ups, and downs, but they have all been worth it for me. So much was done and accomplished. It was also the week of Love, or commercialized love, in the form of Valentine’s day.
This week I spent a lot of time just hanging with friends, and working on our abilities together. It started with my development group on Wednesday, where we did some Angel Card readings for each other. Coming up in April, I will be having my first table at a Spiritual Expo, where I will be doing Angel card readings all day long. Never in a million years would I have seen that in my life, or would have seen this is where my year long adventure would take me.
Thursday was a little circle with some friends, where we are able to work more on our abilities with each other. I was also able to buy some more crystals. Buying some citrine, and some raw rose quartz. Of course it’s not natural citrine, and is heart treated amethyst. I do love some Amethyst. That group ended up turning into an impromptu Reiki session, where myself, and another Reiki master, did some Reiki healing, and some IET healing, on a friend of ours. I have never really done a session with another person like that before. So that was an interesting experience to be a part of. Now I’m looking to find a space to continue to do Reiki healing on other people. Working with Reiki has been so incredible, and wonderful to be a part of. To have people tell me after a session, that they feel so incredible, light, and so serene. Makes it all worth it to me. I am very blessed to be able to channel healing energy and help others with it. As it has helped me. So hopefully soon, I will be able to have a space to be able to do Reiki sessions on others.
Then Saturday when the weather was really nice out, I decided to head outside, and go someplace, for the first time in a while, to Red Bank Battlefield. I love it there. It is so awesome and peaceful. I have been there a few times in the past year. It was also one of the first places I visited when I started this journey. So it only seemed fitting that at the second to last week of it, I would return to the place that really started it all for me.
However I was not the only one who had the idea of getting out there Saturday. As this place was crowded, by far the most crowded I had ever seen it. Both lots for parking were full. I had to park out on the street. After walking around, I noticed every one walking around, staring at their phones. Before I could hear that familiar sound of, Pokemon Go. They were all out there trying to catch Pokemon. The young games, as well, as the older games. And the much, much, older gamers. Pokemon Go seems to reach all types of ages. I was not much of a fan of it, playing it only a few times when it first launched. Kudos to them to keep going at it, and still drawing people in to it. I do wonder would the same people have been out at the park that day, enjoying the weather, or were they only out to catch some Pokemon? I suppose on one hand it’s good that video games can be used to bring people of all ages together. At one point, walking the trail, I heard, “Charizard!” And watched the masses flock to that point. Or are we now at the apex of the Zombie Apocalypse, as we all become brain dead from staring at our phones all day, and the Terminators rise and enslave us all? Scary thoughts either way. But I had fun none the less.
This week now starts week 52, I am hitting the one year mar. I am so impressed and can not believe this day would have ever happened. That I could go from being a person who was indoors all the time to being outside at least once a week for a whole years. I have changed and grown and evolved so much from this journey and over the year of doing it. I don’t even recognize the little timid and afraid guy that started this all.
I can’t wait to see where it takes me in another year.