Childhood Memories

by Angela Blaha | Nov 9, 2013 | Coaching

I have often wondered why I cannot remember much of my childhood and it has come up recently again, by spirit.  I grew up in a pretty dysfunctional home and I have often wondered why I do not remember or carry the emotional scares that many of my family.  I have a psychology background and usually just associate it to my understanding of how emotions relate and are created by ones perspective.  I truly believe that if you change your perspective you not only change your emotions, but also your life.

Recently it has come to my attention again that I do not have many memories before age 12-14.  In the past, I usually acknowledged the thought of not knowing and then simply set the thought free, this time seemed to be different.  There was an importance about it, and spirit would not allow me to set it free.

I went to a friend of mine who is practicing to become an EFT practitioner and asked if we could dig deeper into this issue. And we did!

As I begin tapping, no memories come through, then there are a few glimpses, mostly glimpse of memories from looking at picture that have been taken, but nothing significant.  Then I ask, “where was I”?  If I wasn’t there (in my childhood) then where was I?  Much to my amazement the answer was, you weren’t really there.  What?  What does that mean?  To make a long story short what we discovered was that I was being protected by spirits and angels and did not have the reality of what was going on most of the time.  Spirit had set everything up so beautifully for me.

You see my life purpose is to be a cycle breaker, I knew that all my life.  I was born into my family to break the cycle of addiction.  And spirit had protected me so that I could become the annoying pain that I was in my teens and early 20’s so that I could do just that, be a cycle breaker.  I was sort of a rebel with people back then, not being very polite when it came to convincing people to stop their crazy addictive lives, but for the most part it worked.  Never really worked for my father, but there are several family members who are sober to this day.

What I took away from this knowledge and lesson is that we all have this divine right to be loved and protected from spirit.  That was probably the most difficult emotion to acknowledge was this sense of overwhelming love and protection.   My thinking led me to, “who am I to be privileged to this kind of protection?”  I am not worthy of this, only really spiritual people are worthy of being protected.  When you grow up in a dysfunctional home praise and unconditional love is not high on the priority list.  I grew up with a sense of not being worthy, of not having open lines of communication and being loved was often questionable.  All I really know right now is that we all need to step into our divine right and that we are all worthy of spirits divine love.

Can you feel Mother Earth?

by Angela Blaha | Oct 14, 2013 | Coaching

Do you feel her vibrate beneath your feet?  Can you feel her as the wind blows across your body, your face, as she blows away what’s not needed any longer and brings in new energy?  Can you see her bring the rain to wash away all the dust, allergens and bring new life to the trees and plants?  Can you hear her call your name when you meditate by the water?

When devastation happens to our earth do you feel trees suffering?  Do you feel the anger of streams and rivers as they flood, the rushing water as it slams against the shore?  Do you smell the cleanness of a spring rain?  Do you smell the freshness of the cold snowy night?  What happens to you when a winter storm hits your house?  Do you even pay attention to what is happening outside?  The coldness as it seeps into your body and sends shivers all through your body, what is happening to you when that happens?  What are you thinking about?

Today I sit in my porch writing this blog, the wind is whipping the trees and leaves around as if they are puppets being controlled.  My rose bushes seem to be enjoying the wind as their leaves are being cleaned from the dust that has accumulated on them.  Allowing them to breathe more easily.  The wind is cold and it seems to be telling me to prepare for winter as it is probably coming sooner than I wish it to.

I can hear the wind as it tries to rip off shingles and open windows without actually opening them.  It screams through the screens and vibrates the glass as I wonder how on earth it can withstand the force without shattering.

There are raindrops on the window that simply remain still, there is so much force from the wind that they cannot gather and run down the window.  Nor do they dry, they just simply stay in place, like they are afraid to do anything.

I can feel the winds vibration, my body sort of likes it, mostly because of the smell of freshness.  Yet it stings my face and send chills up my spine.  It’s not as though it is a horrible feeling, it’s not the most pleasant of feelings either.

With the wind brings a sort of “airing out of the laundry”  feelings.  Move the old stagnant air and bringing in air from some other part of the country.  If you pay close attention the smell is not the same as it was yesterday.  I wonder where this air came from, who breathed it in before I am?  What plant seeds, or new allergens is it bringing with it?

My whole point to this form of questioning is simple.  What do you pay attention to when Mother earth brings us something besides blue sky’s and sunshine?  When there is damage to trees, buildings, plants and animals how do you feel or do you pay attention at all?  There seems to be an array of devastating storms lately and I wonder if we are even paying attention to what Mother earth is telling us.  What seems to be her message or is she simply ripping down the old so we can begin with new?