Or is it Minor Movement and Major Miracle.
The good news IS I do not have pulmonary hypertension according to the echocardiogram recently done here. My doctor emailed me the results. I emailed back and asked if I was cleared to scuba dive. She said she’s been scuba diving for ten years and that I would have to have another heart test before doing that. Hmm…is it really that important to me? I say YES because it will add a new dimension to my online dating profile which I told myself I would do after I did my taxes. The doctors think I have an electrical impulse problem which is what my ANGELS, according to my ANGEL COMMUNICATOR, said from the beginning. They want me to wear the 30-day heart monitor. I think I am going to say no to that for the time being. I have to practice wearing less clothing here, and that will just get in the way.
Senior Stateswoman, you remember, the classiest, funniest and hardest working member of our staff who happens to be the oldest, had a baby shower for one of our young PhDs a couple of weeks ago. You know you are overdressed when the pregnant lady is wearing less than you are. She wore a strapless sundress. Her breasts rested conveniently on her belly. Outdone again. Being in our Senior Stateswoman’s home made me miss having my own home. I choked back tears. Her husband still calls her his bride. He did all of the party cooking and made sure our glasses were full of wine. I have to say all of the married men of all ages I am meeting here are truly great guys, Southern Gentlemen who are very doting. I’m hoping God Almighty is giving me a sign.
Back to my heart. How synchronistic that I land in a town with a brand new State of the Heart facility. Imagine living my life in PA with a diagnosis that is incurable!!! Another confirmation I am meant to be here.
After months of DOING I am feeling my BEING self take hold. I still haven’t figured out the routine of meditating and journaling but am getting closer. I thought I needed to meditate regularly and write whenever. I realized though for me it is the opposite. I need to write regularly and meditate when I can for now. By the way, Friday at lunch I went outside and tried to meditate. My head kept dropping off from exhaustion. I must have been in-between alpha states. Before I went back to my office I stopped in the bathroom, and there was BIRD POOP along the sleeve of my black leather coat. Guess I was truly in an ALTERED STATE.
I’m finding with the journaling intuitive hits are coming more frequently as I am accustomed. My first hit was to teach a male co-worker about energy healing and spirituality. Then I mapped out in my head how to do that. The next day I went to work and didn’t say anything. He said to me, Hey when are you going to teach me? Last week he came out of his bat cave and asked me to lunch. This is major since he only rarely comes out of the bat cave. We go to lunch and Spirit gives me the exact opportunity to show him that THERE ARE NO ACCIDENTS and to pay attention to SYNCHRONICITIES, meaningful coincidences. Today he came by for his first energy treatment. Buster went nuts when he saw him at the door. Yup, Buster’s never seen a Black man before. So he comes in…I present him with a journal to record these spiritual truths. He seems genuinely interested and excited. I did the energy healing which went well and then showed him how to use the pendulum. I wanted him to see that energy has a consciousness. He is inquisitive. I feel a kindred connection to him. I decide right then and there he is my Brother of Another Color, BAC.
I asked him at lunch if he was ever married, and he said he was planning on it. I said, do you have someone in mind or are just deciding it’s in your future? He says, no, I am actually getting married in a few months. He says he thought he would TRY IT since everyone else is doing it and it seems the right thing to do. Not overly enthusiastic from my female perspective. He sensed my reaction and asked me if I was getting a reading on it. The man thinks I’m psychic. I think I will just continue to let him think that. I wonder do all men think and feel that way about marriage? I didn’t say anything. That I am going through divorce made it all the more heart-wrenching to me. Part of my reaction though is that I finally met someone who could be my friend and hang out with and in a few short months that will all change. Alone again. Who knows what can happen for me in a few months though. What is clear to me is that Spirit wants BAC to pay attention to the signs. He really has an intuitive ability that I think borders on clairvoyance. Stay posted…..
And….I did my first breath workshop for students and my first yoga session too. Progress. I am really out of yoga practice. I am also getting the terrible reputation of being a HUGGER. BAC told me when they were talking about hiring me, they were afraid I would TOUCH people. Imagine that. What have we come too, when we are afraid to touch? I spontaneously hugged my boss about two weeks into the job, and her eyes nearly popped out of her head. I think she gently patted my back. Today when BAC was leaving he turned around and gave me a hug on purpose. More Progress.
My friend tells me Pelicans represent ABUNDANCE. So I was coming at Abundance head on. Then I slowed down for abundance and it didn’t fly away but stepped to the side of the road, patiently waiting. Next through Alligator Swamp. The Alligator medicine is to fully APPRECIATE and INTEGRATE all that life has to offer. From Medicine Cards…. ”Let me drop my judgments, Accepting life with Grace, so that forlorn care and worry will vanish from my face. Let me Integrate each moment, Digesting life with ease, counting all my experiences as equal opportunities.” And then I passed Red Wolf crossing, next 10 miles. Wolf is the Pathfinder, the forerunner of new ideas who returns to the clan to teach and share medicine, “Wolf…TEACHER, PATHFINDER, Moon-dog of my Soul, Howling, Singing, Teaching how to know.” Powerful, Powerful Medicine. Powerful reminders. It’s what keeps the tears at bay.
Ladies I think I am back on track.
We are here to LOVE and TEACH. Love You and,
Goodnight from Greenville, Dyanne
P.S. – I really would like to have sex at least one more time before I die.
Dyanne is an inner wisdom coach, psychotherapist, writer, mind-body healer, Integrative Yoga Therapy teacher, certified “Journal-to-the SELF” instructor and creator of https://www.holywhollyholey.comhelping women heal and step into their power. She is the author of the ebook, “Holey Path to Holy Living: A Women’s Path to Healing and Freeing Sacred Feminine Power,” which can be found on Amazon and on her websitehttps://www.amazon.com/Holey-Path-Holy-Living-Feminine-ebook/dp/B01MUI0OOJ/ref=sr_1_13?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1486652110&sr=1-13&keywords=holy+path