About 20 years ago, I received a phone call from my grandmother. She had been in a drunk driving accident, and although she was not hurt, she was very scared.

When I arrived at my grandmother’s apartment, I found her sitting on her couch looking three shades of white. She looked like a little child sitting there, and I could not imagine what she would say to me when I asked her what happened.

The accident took place over on the north side of Fort Worth off of an old highway that used to serve as a main artery for the city. I knew exactly where the accident took place because I had taken my driver’s test over there, and nearly failed it because of the two lane street that opens up to a four-lane highway confused me. I didn’t know ‘where’ to drive or which ‘lane’ went where. The four lane empties into a little two-lane street that drops down at a nearly 90 degree angle. When you point your car down that road, you literally can only see the trees above you as you descend down the road.

My grandmother was on that narrow two-lane street driving home late one night when her car veered into oncoming traffic. She had just closed my great-aunt’s bar, had had a few drinks herself and was headed home when she struck a car head-on while diving to grab her cigarette that had fallen into the floorboard.

Wow, can you imagine?

Her Chevy Caprice was totaled. My grandmother told me of a wonderful black woman who had been driving the other car. She was a ‘big’ black woman with a heavy Cadillac, and she was unhurt. “She was only worried about me…was I alright?” my grandmother said. “She cared more about me than she did about her car that was wrecked – even herself!”

My grandmother had been extremely racist her entire life. In that moment, I knew she had let it all go. My mother was not at all racist, and extremely tolerant and forgiving. My brother is half-Spanish and I am half-Native American. My grandmother had been so racist, so intolerant of our fathers. And, in that instant, not only was she healed, but so were we.

I had never seen my grandmother afraid until that day. She was terrified of what was going to happen to her. She had always done what she was supposed to – paid her taxes, followed the rules; this was beyond her rulebook.

I have written about my ex-brother-in-law who was an alcoholic, and it was his attorney that took very good care of my grandmother and kept her out of jail at 70 something years old. The black woman never pressed charges, and I can only imagine the number of angels that would create a healing scene like this.

My grandmother never drank again. After a life of cigs, beer and booze, she walked away from the alcohol and the cigarettes weren’t too far behind when her mind gave way to Alzheimer’s and she literally forgot she smoked!

Sometimes when things happen we like to tell stories, blame people, blame ourselves, and sometimes all that is needed is to receive the gifts and to say thank you.

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One of the best things about having a 10-year-old in the house is the art that comes out of his imaginative mind. Each day, he wanders into the dining room and creates some kind of art for the day. No matter how much I ‘play,’ I simply don’t create art that looks like this. It’s whimsical, playful, impractical…so, well, artistic. I mean, if this was mine, I would only have one smiley face…where the face goes, you know? But here’s Chances, and the more smiley faces the better, it seems. I appreciate these days. Wandering in to see what he has drawn today and to enjoy it until tomorrow when another equally as childlike piece will take its place. So fun!

Ever get a message in many ways? Well, this is what happened to me this week. I received an email from a friend who was reading my blog and he told me he felt downright sparkly after reading it. And another reader emailed to tell me she felt like I really ‘got’ how she felt.

I had been wondering…Is my blog something I should continue to do? Does it make a difference? Am I connecting heart to heart in a way that matters?

I got my answer in many, many ways…and Beverly sent this post to me…for you. As much as I share and serve to remind…LOVE YOURSELF…I still find myself in tears of gratitude to be loved so deeply.

Enjoy!

Love,

Tina

Sometimes the things that are right in front of our noses … those beautiful every day things … are the most important messengers, but because they are there every day … we might tend to love them, yes, but also quickly move on to the next, and the next, and the next thing in life … without stopping to say “Thank You. I Love You” …

So I am stopping right here, right now … in the midst of just a little J chaos in my home as I prepare to have all the old flooring replaced with new… and this is what I am stopping for … to say Thank You Tina … and I Love You Tina … for all you do and for all you are and for sharing with sooooooooooooooooooooo much joy about beauty-full Life.

I had taken a moment in the midst of my to-do list to read your Blog. There I was transported from my world of ‘to do’ to a world of ‘done’ … beautiful hand-painted silk scarves … a young boy who got his magical snow day … a snowman made by boys in shorts and sandals and one big dog who knows he is a person too … parties where joy abounded, so much so that it spilled out into Tina’s Blog and into my home and my heart.

When I went downstairs and looked at the ‘chaos’ again … everything seemed brighter for some reason … the bags, the boxes, the files had taken on a sort of whimsical energy … and what once felt like work now felt like playful interaction with all that awaits my participation in the game of life !!!

So I started thinking … where else is Tina gifting her beautiful messages in my life and in the lives of so many others. I just had to smile … talk about a big list! … I think everyone can relate to what I mean here! I have concluded that Tina’s life itself is one big beautiful message she is sharing with us all … and how lucky are we because each precious moment is infused with such love and joy it literally infuses us with love and joy too! What a precious blessing that is!!!

So this one is for you dear Tina … a Miracle Messages of Love through your beautiful Heart and Soul … with deepest gratitude and a big hug!!!

Shared with You with Love, Beverly…

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Maybe it is because we just got back from the gorgeous, autumn-flavored hills and valleys of Maryland, D.C. and Virginia, maybe it is because our Halloween Party was so much fun, and maybe, just maybe this is a really, really special year full of more magic than my heart has anticipated in a very long time.

Before we left for vacation, Mark and I hustled about cleaning and clearing out clutter in a way that made absolutely no sense as our vacation was just days away. I mean, Really? Is cleaning the garage the most important thing to do before going on vacation? Apparently it was. We donated, threw out and reorganized everything in the garage. I felt guided, directed, virtually compelled to clear the space.

Even though I kept eyeing the Christmas decorations, we dutifully put up all of the Halloween decorations (our backyard transforms into a Halloween Wonderland each year).

After the party this past Saturday, we put up the vintage decorations, and bustled about cleaning up the house. Mark emerged from the garage with a Santa hat on his head and it both cracked me up and delighted me as my heart is already swimming toward this holiday season. The weather Sunday felt amazing…a cool breeze as we moved about in the backyard.

We are invited to Thanksgiving dinner with sweet friends – a real ‘down home’ style Thanksgiving – and I already have the dessert menu planned out. Pumpkin Pie, Brownies and Banana Pudding ought to cover everyone’s cravings.

Yesterday, I woke up with the most unexplainable urge to listen to Christmas carols. Pandora streamed Christmas tunes, and though I couldn’t write to Bing Crosby’s White Christmas and had to switch back to classical instrumentals, the vibe must have been in the air.

When Chance came downstairs, he dressed Rico up in Mark’s Santa hat, and much to our surprise, Rico ‘posed’ (almost like Secretariat) for these photos. LOL

Rico is four now and in English Mastiff years that means middle age. It’s hard to believe our forever dog has been with us that long. He’s starting to get grey in his face and his left eyebrow has some grey too. He is still the same sweet, mellow fellow we took home so many years ago.

Mark and I were sanding down our kitchen table (the one we eat at each day), and I found myself feeling inexplicably joyful. It prompted me to think of these things I’m grateful for, but would probably not make it to the highest values list…here they are:

1. I can get in touch with Mark (my husband) any time day or night. This is something that hasn’t changed in 10 years. Mark is dependable with a cap D. If you ever want to get in touch with me, call him – 469-831-2450. You will always be able to get an answer or a very quick call back if he’s on the phone. Love you honey!

2. If I am feeling blah or off, I can look at Chance and he’ll smile. If I say something to Chance, he will stop what he’s doing, look right at me and say, “Hi Mom” and smile. Guaranteed. Life should always be that reliable.

3. I have a built-in Comedy Club at my house. Between the three of us, we probably laugh more per day than most people laugh in a week or a month. Mark’s witty humor is dry, silly and guaranteed to earn an out-loud laugh. Chance’s eager comedy style is true straight man, but still can bring me to laughing tears.

4. Rico will always be needier than the average Joe. This dog never ceases to remind me that sometimes a cup is never quite full enough. And, that includes the amount of love given and received. If you pet him for 10 minutes, he’ll want 20. If you pet him 20 minutes, he’ll want 10 more. Need I say more?

5. Manual labor connects you to the present. There’s just something special about cleaning a toilet, scrubbing a bathtub, washing dishes, planting a garden, sanding a table and everything else in between that brings you to the current moment and returns a fresh perspective about everything in general. Thus, the catalyst for this post.

6. A fully-stocked Target (insert your favorite store). Ever go into a store early in the morning when it is just fully stocked? What in life is quite so picture perfect? Rows and rows of Tide lined up like little soldiers ready to go home and fight grease and grime are literally one of my favorite views. I pick Target because the aisles are wider and the floor is so shiny and reflective. The entire shopping experience is a feast for the eyes. Red does something to me that blue doesn’t, and brown can’t.

7. A juicy-unopened magazine or book. I remember the instant I fell in love with magazines. I was about 7 years old and I held a Seventeen Magazine in my lap on the bus ride to school. I read every word of every page and couldn’t wait until the next issue would arrive some 22 days later. I remember dreaming about the clothes, wanting to re-do my room and, of course, write for a magazine that would make others feel just like I did at that moment in time. A new book, beckoning to be explored holds the same experience and feeling. Mmmmm.

8. Diving into a movie again. For me, watching a favorite movie is like going to an old friend’s house. I love I can reconnect to movies in this way and appreciate them over and over again. There’s just something special about some of them that calls to me again and again.

9. A sugar rush. Remember when we were little kids and would lick the little decorations from the cake. After pulling the big Barbie-style ornament from my birthday cake one year, I melted into a sugar-fugue that I’m reminded of every time I eat a cupcake, slice of cake or even watch children licking their fingers and ornamental decorations.

10. A summer’s eve spin. When I was 16, I fell in love with driving, and that love affair has only intensified over the years. Last November, I thought I had died and gone to heaven as Abby and I toodled around in her boyfriend, Cy’s, Porsche convertible and I took in the sweeping ocean front views of San Diego. The moderate temperatures combined with the speed underneath of us of God only know how many horsepower and the wind and sun dancing on our skin was like Heaven on Earth. Mmmmmm, even here in Texas as hot as it is, at 10 or so, you can spin around with the sun roof open sharing a moment or two with the wind, moon and stars. Perfection.

In our neighborhood, we have a ‘volunteer’ association. This means that we don’t pay home owners association dues unless we choose to do so. One of the ‘benefits’ of donating is that you get Crimewatch emails that detail every crime that has been committed within a 10 to 15 mile radius of our little neighborhood. You also get a little newsletter that, again, highlights the crimewatch items.

When we first moved into our home, which is nestled into a little neighborhood of perhaps 60 houses total, and that backs up to a greenbelt that is lined by a creek, we signed up for the volunteer association. Back then, while I knew that old adage, what you focus on expands, I wasn’t quite as sensitive to it as I am now.

That first year, nothing seemed to make its way to us. We didn’t receive the Crimewatch emails and very rarely received a newsletter. I didn’t think much about it, and didn’t donate again because, quite frankly, I forgot and no one asked us to donate.

Then, about three years later, while I was in the middle of my own crisis, we were stopped on the street by the person who does the Crimewatch bulletin. Apparently, he knew those of us who weren’t donating. Our conversion van had been parked out front, and though I repeatedly asked Mark to bring it to the back (we have a gated back drive) as I felt something was off, he didn’t and the van was broken into and the big screen TV, DVD, and Chance’s childhood DVD collection were stolen. The man who stopped us said, “Now, maybe you will contribute to the association. Do you want to volunteer for the Crimewatch team?”

I remember standing on the street feeling a tiny bit of fear about being invaded, and then this man’s pounding energy flying at us with such bitterness.

We donated, just like we did before, when asked. To me, I don’t really think about this sort of thing. It certainly wasn’t personal. At the time, I was in very low frequency, too; a neighborhood donation paled in comparison to other concerns. A perfect match such as it was. I began receiving these emails filled with this intense hatred and agitation. I couldn’t read them … they were filled with too much energy. What I remember most was the lists of crimes and this man’s stories about how someone stole his identity and then it had happened to his brother…on and on it went.

I was sitting here about to update my bio when one of his emails popped up on my auto email alert, and all I saw was the first line… I haven’t received any crimewatch alerts. Apparently, he has passed the baton to someone not so organized as he.

Today, his presence brings me gratitude. I’m thankful I’m my mother’s daughter – the woman who left her purse in a Wal Mart parking lot and a young man returned it, complete with the $100 dollars from the check she cashed and her two checkbooks; one personal and one business. I’m grateful that even on that day when our van was broken into, I knew things would be okay; they always are. I’m grateful I’m not preoccupied with the insanity of others…and the experiences that insanity brings to others.

I’m also grateful for the man who, until today, I didn’t realize was an angel sent to me to show me how I was feeling at the time… it’s us against them. Today, I know that’s not true. And, for that, I’m delighted to send him love and hope that one day soon he knows that for himself, too.

DeDe Murcer Moffett guest-hosted on Queen of Dreams Radio this week. She is the founder and CEO of The Snap Out of It Women’s Network, The Snap Out of It Radio Network and Snap Out of It Radio Show. Her latest Snap Out of It creation is the Snap Out of It Conference. DeDe has chosen an amazing line up of speakers who will share their hearts with you.

On the show, something in our conversation took me to a moment a couple of days ago. I had just woken up and was greeted by my beautiful spirit guides. They illuminated a pale, bright white as they stood in a circle in front of me. One spoke…she said, “What else can we give you so you can trust more?” The question made me feel ashamed yet loved all at the same time. I could feel their loving concern and their desire to help. A barrage of images – memories of everything they have already provided – flooded my mind.

What had they not provided? Years ago, they gently brought me to a place of releasing my own self-hatred…then the healings for many people who ‘found’ me as I dared to show up and learn each day – proof I could trust these unbelievable miracles I began experiencing …then the many people who came to heal and who also taught me how to heal…not to mention how I have been fully and abundantly provided for every time I have asked.

I was ashamed that here they were, once again, with unconditional love asking … “How may we serve you?” I thought to myself… ‘There’s nothing left! It’s my turn now to serve myself – and others.’ I have always loved helping people, supporting them to be all that they can be. Perhaps doing it for yourself is one of the hardest things to do. I had taken so many steps with the guidance and watchful eye of these beautiful beings…and yet here I was again, standing at the edge of the high dive putting off the next step.

I could feel the effects in my body – more than at any other time – and there have been many other times. It is this same place I come to…and inevitably I take the step and it is no big deal, and yet every time it still feels the same – uncomfortable, unknown, uncertain.

“What else can we give you so you can trust more?” I could hear again as I considered that moment just a few days prior. I had thoughts of people who don’t hear these delightful beings – people who seem to assume since I can that somehow I’m not as human as they are – that I get to leap human tendencies in a single jump.

But, what I realized a few days ago…is… I am really not the same as I once was before they came. I have been in Spirit University for many years now…strengthening my inner understanding, applying it in the world. Coming back to this place is a habit like any other. I go here when I sense I don’t know something in my mind. Their loving visit jolted me out of the habit. And, reminded me I can make a choice to trust first. I don’t have to continue to make something big out of this feeling I have – I can move beyond needing the external reassurance – spirit or otherwise. Plus, I always know they are there to gently support me – in all ways. In a funny way, I know they knew this…and yet one more external prompting drove me inside to use the tools I have and to see the Truth. Everything really is perfect.

I have been in a time of intense acknowledgement for months now. And, what is true is…I have done the work. I do live what I teach and am still learning. Now, it is time to dance with others.

“You will always be provided for…” this is the message I’ve been given over and over in my life. In so many ways it is an odd assurance. Provided for…what does that mean? And, what did I care at three about it anyway? And, yet a week and a half ago, this was the same gentle promise I received as I felt my heat soar and connect to so many others I will meet soon meet.

Ah, it feels so good – even with the uncertainty!

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A couple of weeks ago when Sandra Bullock accepted her Golden Globe for Best Actress for her role in The Blindside, she thanked her husband, uber-entrepreneur Jesse James, for ‘having her back’ and commented on how it wasn’t surprising that her work got so much better when he came along because before that she never knew what it was like to have someone have her back.

That moment, watching Sandra’s heartfelt sentiment come out of her heart, and then thinking about the family from the movie, The Blindside, and how important it was for this young boy to know a place where someone had his ‘back’ made me think about my own life and who has my back.

When I think of who has my back, I realize that it is easy to feel that no one does when you feel alone. I’ve known for a long time that God has my back, but there have been times when I have forgotten. Somehow, when Mark came along…similar to what Sandra said…I felt like I wasn’t alone anymore. I felt like someone understood me.

As I watched Sandra, considered my own life, and thought of how things did change when I met Mark…I realized how much space it takes up inside of a person to ‘go it alone’… and even to believe they are alone. The feeling of you against the world takes a tremendous amount of energy. When I think back on my life, I’ve always had people who had my back. The difference that came with Mark was that I let him into my heart – fully, unconditionally, completely. In doing that, I could release my heart in a bigger way.

I believe that is what Sandra meant… that she was safe in letting her heart out. I know exactly how that feels.

Thanks, honey, for having my back. Love you.

A few weeks ago I spoke at the Holistic Networking Group in McKinney, Texas. Right before I began, PJ Spur came up to ask if she could record the presentation. She promised to send me a copy of the recording, and off we went…she to a table and me to present.

Imagine my delight when just a few days ago I opened the mail to receive not only a beautifully designed CD label, complete with the date and location, but also a sweet note of gratitude.

I felt amazing and thankful, too. Thank you PJ!

A week or so ago, as I waited for my next appointment to arrive at my ‘office’ away from the office… Paradise Bakery, I threw away the cup from my previous appointment and went to get a napkin to wipe down the table.

The area managers from Paradise Bakery were holding a meeting at a nearby table, and noticed that I was ‘cleaning.’ One jumped up and offered to wipe down the table top for me. I blushed, embarrassed by how long I had actually been seated there (three+ hours), yet accepted his offer, and before I knew it, everything was clean and I was saying hi to my next appointment.

I have been a fan of Paradise Bakery long before that kind gesture, but ever since then I am an even bigger fan. I appreciate this company and all it stands for – fresh food, considerate service and a great dining experience.

Thank you!

Are you feeling as energized as I am this year? I hope so… wow, this year is amazing already!

I am so grateful for each one of you…for the messengers… for life.

The energy right now is fast… like lightning fast… use it to your advantage to get things cleared out, cleaned up, and moving toward what you truly want to create.

I love, love, love how special this time is. Just like you… and me… let’s make the most of it!

That same magical feeling filled the air between Abby and me that last day. I woke up feeling complete and happy. I did not think about the time, I didn’t worry about the flight. I just knew I had received what I came for and felt soooo good.

Maybe it was sleep deprivation (Abby and I stayed up until 4 talking and laughing) or maybe it was just a hint of sweet bliss.

We took off to go to the airport and Abby took me on a glorious tour of La Jolla and showed me the Cove area and I remembered just in time to get a t-shirt for Chance before heading back. Abby drove the winding path near the beach and I enjoyed the sun rays and beauty.

All at once, I heard in a slight tone… “You need to head to the airport.” I jolted back to ‘reality’ or space and time as I like to think of it, and asked Abby what time it was. She laughed and said, “I just got the message too!” We looked at the time and it was 1:13 pm! My flight was set to depart at 1:45 pm and I had NO IDEA where were were, how far away from the airport we were – NOTHING!

So, Abby did a quick spin through another neighborhood and, after we stopped to take a photo of what HAD to be the photo op of a lifetime (a woman dressed head to toe in purple in front of her purple house), then we were onto the freeway. At 1:19 pm… and I calmly asked with absolutely no concern, “How far are we from the airport?” She told me about 15 minutes.

My mind literally still wasn’t ‘with it’ as I felt so buoyant in the delicious energy. I didn’t even think about the time in a literal sense … that is, until we arrived at the departure line where 75 of my best friends were already waiting to check their luggage!

That’s when time, space and reality flogged me over the head. I went from deep bliss to deep worry in about 1.5 seconds. Abby hopped out of the car, helped me with my bags and then said, “I see you getting in front of the line, go, go… it will be okay!”

I literally had no idea about what to think… so I floated over to the end of the line. I could feel my awareness moment of moment… All IS Well … then Well, I should have been better about the time, I’ll just have to take my medicine … to calling Mark who told me he had been picking up on me for hours that I would be late getting to the airport and “Where are you?” … and I felt myself pulled inside, and as I went with the feeling and found the answer to this feeling an airport information man, I felt myself slamming right back into ‘head’ mode.

I stood behind the elderly man who was wearing a green vest that read “Airport Information… Ask me!” and dismissed him as a viable answer by telling myself, “He won’t know, he doesn’t work for Southwest Airlines!” Then I added, “There must be 100 people INSIDE…there’s no way.” just for good measure.

Outside I went…back to the end of the departure, luggage check-in line to take my punishment. I was mentally flogging myself, recounting the many planes I’ve missed over the years as time has never been something utterly real to me.

As I stood at the end of the line… literally with 75 people or more in it… I pondered WHY all of these people were at the airport at 1:30 pm on a San Diego afternoon and was absolutely sure I had NEVER seen this many people EVER in Dallas – EVER.

Just then, a big Lincoln Continental pulled up (imagine those Looney Tunes cartoons where a big black car pulls up so sleekly to the curb) and dumped out a man and woman, complete with LV matching luggage. They got in line and immediately tried to cut by nudging their way past me. Not one to fight, I moved over – we could figure it out when we got to the check-in. However, I started to feel their energy – bad vibes deluxe – it felt like the residue of fighting…and blaming. Eewwww, was all I could think. I’ve got to get away from these toxic vibes!

I nearly backed up into him, when I realized that my body was already following my heart’s desire – to get AWAY from those people who were not very happy with each other.

Him was the little guy from the Airport Information team. But, when I turned around and saw him, THIS time he felt magical, lyrical and super leprechaun-ish. I felt myself drawn to him in a mystical, magical way. I decided to go with my heart’s direction and put my mind aside.

I asked, “I’ve missed my flight… what should I do?”

He replied as he held up his right hand with pointer finger extended up in the air, “Oh! You need to talk to the Southwest Airlines lady! And since I’m not doing anything else, I’m available to take you there!”

The golden stream of energy that I had been feeling off and on during the entire trip was back in spades. A beautiful band of Presence that moved people and atoms and energy in a wonderful, magical way.

He took me up to the Southwest Airlines lady where I repeated to her, “I’ve missed my flight, what should I do?”

Then, she barked, “You picked a BAD day to miss a flight!” Followed by a meek, “Come with me.”

I turned around thanked my little helper in green and I swear he winked at me! Imagine the feeling of Santa… the mix of fun and joy… that was him. My only regret is that I didn’t get his photo.

Just like Abby saw… the Southwest Airlines woman opened up the velvet rope and put me third in a special line. Just ahead of me was a man who looked tired and spent. He asked me, “How LONG did YOU stand in that line before you figured out you were in the wrong line?” I thought to myself Um, about three minutes, and then said to him… “a bit.” That’s when he said he had been in that line (you know, the one with 100 people in it – the INSIDE line), for over an hour and had not made it to the front of the line!

In just a few more minutes, I found myself at the front of the line, and saying for the third time, “I’ve missed my flight. What should I do?” That’s when the reservationist said, “Oh, your flight isn’t set to leave until 2:25 pm today.” Confused, I replied, “Wow, I must have really mixed up my itinerary… I thought it was 1:45 pm.”

Then he said, “Oh, you are right on about that, but the flight was delayed.”

By 1:45 pm, the original time of my flight, I was through security and at the gate. Standing there, the ticket agent told me that I WOULD have a seat because the flight was severely oversold and people had ALREADY given up their seats.

I felt a swoosh of gratitude run through my entire body and giddiness as I couldn’t wait to call Abby and let her know that what she had so clearly seen had come true.

That’s when a mother and her small child walked up to ask about the passes. She asked when they would get the passes from giving up their seats because they would need to get back to the hotel.

And, that’s when I realized… there was no other flight going to Dallas that day. In my mind, I just figured I would hop the next flight back to Dallas, and that I would just be late getting back. All of a sudden, a surge of true understanding flooded my senses… I really HAD just enjoyed a magical experience – one that came from simply realizing how amazing the world really is when we listen to our heart and soul.

As I stood next to the counter, thanking my lucky stars and giggling with Abby on the phone, I felt that luminous energy fill the room, and I realized I had one more thing I wanted from this flight. Just one thing…

An aisle seat.

On the way out to San Diego I had sat between two very nice women, but had felt like a sardine. I don’t like feeling like a sardine. So, when Abby and I left her house, I had started an almost unconscious mantra… aisle seat, aisle seat… in between chatting.

Now, here I was… the last passenger to arrive. Dare I ask for more?

The luminous energy crowded in urging me to believe… and I did. Until… I got in the plane and I was the LAST person to go in and all I could see was middle seats everywhere I looked. Still, I kept moving, and I followed the other passengers to the back. Middle, middle, middle… I started to choose from the remaining middle seats when I felt a light tap on my calf from behind.

I looked down to see a friendly gentleman who said, “Hey, there’s one!” as he pointed toward the front and the other passengers who had reached the back of the plane decided it was now time to ‘turn around.’

I looked over to the seat where he pointed, and I could feel that current of energy… and I walked over to the row, and that’s when the woman sitting in the aisle seat looked up at me and said, “I’ll scoot over … you can have the aisle seat.”

Ah… how sweet … and how divine!

Thank you San Diego for teaching me so, so, so much… and beautiful messengers… thank you, thank you!

Love,

Tina

Before I left, in a prayer, I heard… trust and go, Tina. And I did… not knowing what the trip would hold in store for me. I knew it would be good – everything felt good around it. How wonderful!

For many weeks prior to leaving, I ‘felt’… I need ‘space.’

The Intellectual part of me thought I need WORK space…

Physically, I felt like I needed more space … new house with cathedral ceilings (so we talked to a realtor about listing our house)…

Emotionally, I felt like I needed time alone…

On a soul level, I felt like I was expanding and I had to find space where I could grow larger…

Energetically, I felt like I was being called home…

Many things happened with this attention… offers for office space. A realtor who came over and went over our current house… and a week in a house that has cathedral ceilings (in San Diego). On the emotional, I created time alone and space alone… but still wanted more. On the soul level, several expansion meditations were shared, and energetically, I felt like I came home when I got to California.

It wasn’t until I was in the presence of the ocean that I realized it was my heart that was asking for beauty and expansion … and then I felt satisfied in the presence of the ocean and the beauty, and I actually stood there exhaling feeling like… ah, I made it. I felt like I could run my energy across the ocean as far as it could go and let go…truly let go and surrender.

What a gift…

                                and all I had to do was trust.

How do you thank God for loving you so very much? Mmmm, I believe we live fully. When I woke one day, I found myself bathed in luxury linen. A fluffy feather pillow flock, a feather duvet and also a feather pillow top that rested squarely on top of a pillow top mattress. Can you say Divine!? Thanks Cy!

I found myself lying quietly in bed enjoying how every part of my body felt nestled in this luxury. I felt warm. I felt comfortable. I felt safe and happy.

I looked out the floor to ceiling sliding glass door and saw the lemon-lime tree that stood just a few feet outside in the backyard. I could feel my energy flowing around this beautiful little bush and I could feel its vibrancy. It felt a little like electricity… zippy and happy. From my fluffy place in bed, I looked out and felt myself oddly feeling extremely happy and, all at once, I felt like I had been there before. All at once I felt homesick for some reason.

When I got out of bed, Cy (Abby’s boyfriend) and I sipped yummy coffee and chatted about what had just happened. Cy began to say something and all of a sudden, the same feeling came back in spades… I felt like I remember living somewhere where I had been snuggled in a bed on a porch of some sort  or outside terrace, and I could look outside at beauty from the comfort of my own space. I felt tears burning my eyes as I felt even more homesick thinking about the feeling. While I let it run through me, I didn’t question its validity or truth. I didn’t go to my mind to ‘figure’ it out… just enjoyed the feeling – homesick and all. Cy said… “You’ve been there before.” I agree… although I have no idea what that means.

Thank you, Cy, for making my trip so beautiful, so comfortable and so memorable. From my heart to yours… I’m deeply grateful!

There we were…fed and happy. I couldn’t shake the feeling that felt like energy had emanated from every place in the little cafe that opened its doors to the street. I loved the indoor interior with its little ceramic and metal birds. Ah, the flight theme again… time to fly, time to fly.

Floating around the streets of Del Mar and La Jolla, we had a great time. On one of the days, we found ourselves at a little bookstore and met a wonderful teacher named N’Vela… what a delight. She looked at me and shared a few bits of wisdom that I can barely remember now – something about my book and distribution. What I remember most is her chat with Abby. I could literally feel her access Abby’s spirit and affirm her place on a stage in front of many, many people. ‘How beautiful!’ I thought as I watched Abby beam in appreciation. Gifts, gifts everywhere I thought to myself. How beautiful we are when we all connect with God.

From there, we took a trip of trust with our beautiful messengers… right, left and around again. How wonderful to play. We ended up in LaJolla looking at an apartment for rent and how wonderful it was to really sink into the idea of spending six months out of the year less than a block from the ocean in LaJolla. I had no idea it was so affordable. I had so many beliefs about what things cost in California (in my mind, I’m thinking it is $$60K a week or so from watching various tv shows), I would never even permit myself to consider this a dream. How interesting… and how exciting!

Last week, for my birthday, I had nearly back to back appointments all day and then the Queen of Dreams radio show.

In the midst of one of my client calls, a delivery man showed up at the door with a dozen PINK roses from my birthday buddy and girlfriend extraordinaire, Debbie Mrazek. All of a sudden my client says, “Oh! I didn’t know it was your birthday, we can talk later!”

And, I honestly felt like…I can’t think of anything else I would rather be doing. Mark and I had a wonderful dinner the night before after working with a client. Chance and I had cupcakes (pre-breakfast) with Mark and Nana and Rico. I felt complete in a way that made me cry with joy.

I was ‘full’ of love.

So, thinking about that day… cupcakes and coffee, Chance’s drawing (which totally made me cry), the most delicious conversation about love and work with SBBS members Susie Morrissey and Doreen Fisher, a guitar lesson that spoke straight to my heart, a grilled cheese sandwich (obviously no ‘diet’ plan on this birthday) made by my soul mate, beautiful, fun clients who fill my heart, roses that say…I see you, I love you and I am glad you are here, a super *SHINY* and *SPARKLY* card from my mom with cash to buy something personal, the funniest – SERIOUSLY – the FUNNIEST card from the Main Street Angel, Nancine Meyer… and many other birthday wishes from Hefina, Minette, Tammy, and others…one even saying he was glad I ‘dropped’ in on the planet…I am happy. Truly, abundantly ‘full’ of love and gratitude.

For me, I have not always been great about other people’s birthdays… I tend to treat every day as an opportunity to say I love you…I go when the mood strikes.

There’s no telling when you might get a note from me…or for what for that matter!

So, today… I’m celebrating with you no matter where you are… your birthday, your celebration, your joy… you.

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Hi Everyone… just a quick post to THANK YOU for making the Queen of Dreams special the MOST special ever. If you recall, back in September of 2008, I was given guidance to offer 77 one-hour sessions for just $77 each. We’ve just finished that special, and wow, what a RIDE!

Little did I know how MUCH I would grow through that experience. In nearly every one of the sessions, Jesus and Mother Mary were here, and it was quite the fun time with many people activating aspects, going to a higher level of consciousness, and expanding into all that they are.

I’m DEEPLY GRATEFUL for all of you sharing your souls with me, and for also being my teachers as well. I feel that I have been given a wonderful gift in my own expansion, and I know to the core of my being we are here TOGETHER for each other!

Plus, I continue to hear from SO MANY of you about the shifts taking place in your life, and how you feel lighter, happier, and more able to create all that you are dreaming of. That really is why I do this – I LOVE to celebrate YOU!

Even though the special is over, there’s still a way that you can tap into a ‘deal’… and that is to share me with someone you know that may benefit from the work we do. Your friend will get an amazing gift from spirit, and YOU will get a 50% off coupon as our thank you for your referral. If you want to split the discount with your friend, that is totally fine (plus generous) with us – just let Brandie know when you set up your appointment.

My loving husband is putting together an affiliate program, too…more details to follow. For all of you who came to help me spread my wings – I’m ever so grateful! Let’s fly high together!

Hugs and love to you!

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Last week, as I worked with a coaching client, teaching about ecstatic states, higher frequency, and teaching how to easily return to these states, I felt this amazing, sweet energy wrap around me.

I noticed it, and felt so happy inside as I truly comprehended the ease and joy that is available each and every day. How wonderful it can be to ‘free’ ourselves from our self-made prison and to dance into the sunlight.

This song matches that feeling. Hope you enjoy! Happy Sunday!

I’m feeling particularly grateful this Easter. The theme of death and resurrection has been swirling around me for a couple of months now. In February, I encountered a moment of such extreme pain in my emotional body that I came home angry… demanding that I be healed from it.

“I’m so sick of this!” I cried to God. “Why does this keep happening?” The culprit… the fear of being misunderstood. Ever since I was a child I would go into a fit of extreme anguish and anger over anyone who didn’t understand what I meant by something I said.

I’m so utterly empathic I can’t separate myself from knowing that I’m being dismissed when they say things like… “I know, I know.” But they don’t. And I KNOW they don’t know. I can feel it.

But what part of me cares? As I came home, trying to unravel the parts of me that were ‘concerned’ and those that were just ‘fine’ not being understood, I realized I didn’t care…I just wanted whatever part of me that did to be healed. So that’s what I asked for.

Over the years, I’ve experienced a great deal of healing and amazing experiences with Divine Messengers.

That Friday was one of the MOST memorable.

First, I saw the Grandfathers as I call them. These shamans – there are four of them who teach me about how the Universe works…about healing…about how we are all related and how we are One with all we are in all existence. They teach from a native viewpoint – everything is alive. This is the viewpoint I most closely relate to in what I feel and have experienced in the world.  

As I lay in my bed meditating…praying…receiving…I heard these beautiful chants from what felt like my ancestors. I could only feel the rhythm in my body of this chanting coming from every cell within my body, and soon I felt like my body was floating in All That Is. I saw beautiful women dancing around the fire…a huge bonfire…and it was as if I was looking at it from two feet away… as if it was in a fishbowl. The scene was very close to me and small…intense yet peaceful feelings emanating from the dancing.

Then, as I watched these beautiful dark skinned women, I saw an image of Jesus coming up from behind the fire. And in his arms there I was… my body laying in his arms and he threw me into the fire. I saw my body literally go ‘up in smoke’ – becoming a wisp of spirit – and returned to Truth.

As graphic as that might sound, I felt so, so, so much better and the fear or whatever the misunderstanding part is…has not returned. I feel that ‘I’ have died in a lot of ways – over time – the last several years. I also feel that a part of me that I feared was dead has come alive again in this ‘death.’

I heard Jesus say as He dropped my body into the fire… ‘What was old is now new again.’

Thank you… thank you… thank you… I’m so grateful!

I am! I am! Pick me! After so many years walking around in what can only be described as an ‘interesting’ experience, I am finally feeling ‘free’ again. I did some intense, amazing work with several key people, and I want to acknowledge them for their contribution to helping me along the way.

My family… Mark (fabulous husband, friend and man who can make anything happen – in oh so many ways), Chance (the boy who reminds me to quit being so serious and lightens up my heart), Nana (who keeps the household embers burning – thank you), Mom (thanks for being you – artsy fartsy, simple, and funny), Debbie (you never quit being Pollyanna, and it reminds me to never quit being Pollyanna too), Rico (our angel dog who reminds us that love is important – especially when it comes to us loving him), Vicki High (what a beautiful light you are – not only to me), Michelle Barr (you inspire me with your courage to follow your dreams), Lonna Bartley (How can so much love be in one person? Thank you for reminding me to love BIG), Lori King (trusting the process… that’s what you do…and what you encourage everyone around you to do too), Minette Riordan (you are an amazing activator, connector, seer of all things – thank you for sharing your world with me), Jodi Hodak (Achiever #2, this Achiever #5 is in awe of all you do – I want to be better!), Brittany Allen (Zoē is such a gift to my inner child – I pray God will take your clowning to little hearts everywhere), Dr. Alyssa (what an amazing healer you are…chiropractic and otherwise…thank you for ‘aligning me’), Jill Luigs (your artistic ability … how beautiful you are in your creations…I feel grateful to have seen your soul’s vision!), Veronica Thomison (hey girl, what an amazing person you are…your heart shines all the time…I love basking in it!), and last, but not least by a longshot… Marta Martinez (you’ve been a friend like I never knew anyone could be a friend. Your heart, your trust, your faith… they inspire me to be better and go higher).

All of my clients who came for sessions, healings and who helped me heal also. Each one of you holds a special place in my heart, and to those who came first, I will never forget the trust you gave to me to learn more about who I am, what my soul wisdom is, and how this can help others. You showed me the truth in ways I can’t even comprehend today…I’m astounded by how God works.

Lysa Mateu – You rock, girl. That’s all I can say. Thanks for showing me that people CAN speak their truth and survive another day. And, thank you for your amazing talents and abundant heart. I’ll forever be grateful for following the persistent urging of my spirit team to call you. Keep being you – you are amazing!

Susan Tate – Susan, you are my model for my inner child. When I grow up, I want to be fun, silly, and free… just like you. Never, ever change all that you are. I appreciate all you have done to help me reclaim my child heart and breathe new life into the Queen of Dreams. She IS floating on a pink cloud!

Kasey Pirbhai – You have made my little light in the internet world come true. Thank you for taking my ramblings and putting them together for others to connect. This site is here because of you! (literally!) and Soon enough, our other site that you built too will be up and running. Thank you for always believing in my crazy dreams of what is possible in the world, and in helping me go for them even when the how is still fuzzy!

Kathy Garland – Ladies, if you want a heart-centered coach who can really bring in the Divine Feminine, then this is the coach for you. Kathy is as inspirational as they come, yet strong and challenging. She holds space for you to really come into your authentic being. Kathy, I’m grateful for who you are.

Steve Straus – The “Coach” for successful people, Steve, has a powerful way of holding space to allow your inner being to connect more consciously. He also has the practical business know-how that has made him an ‘in-demand’ coach for more than 23 years. Steve, you held space for me to let go of so much, and to get clear on what I wanted to let go of in the first place. Thank you for being uniquely you – what a gift.

Jan King – You took a girl who wasn’t sure she had anything to say to the world and helped her find the words. Your talents inspire me, and I appreciate your conviction and passion for launching authors and their creations into the world. Thank you for seeing me.

Dr. Jayne Gardner – You helped me deconstruct the pain in the past so I can work with Jesus’s amazing compassion without going into fear and tears. You have not only helped me, but the many, many people who work with Jesus with me. Your ripple goes on and on.

Velma Gallant – Clarity and Joy, Joy and Clarity sum up Velma’s gifts. She is such a blessing. Velma is a wonderful lazer-clarity coach who helps zero in on that little ‘something’ that is holding you back. Coaching with Velma is fun, joyful, and results-oriented. Velma, you helped me light my flame again when I felt like only darkness existed. How to thank you? I can only say … thanks a million!

Vianna Stibel – Thank you for forging the path in working with God for tremendous healing. You are a light for other light workers. I’m grateful for your teachings – and for Guy, who is a treasure unto himself!

Betsy Bergstrom – In a word, Power. Okay, two words, Heart. Powerful heart. That’s Betsy. I didn’t know why I felt led to her, I just went, and it was one of the most powerful experiences I’ve ever had. Betsy, thank you for what you do and for being such a beautiful example of strength and heart.

Debra Grace – Wow, talk about a dynamic teacher. Debra has the ability to really challenge you to stretch and go big. Debra is a mix between a strong coach and a great friend who sees the possibility in you before you do. Debra, you inspire me with your honesty and truth… what a breath of fresh air.

Mark Stanton Welch – Mark’s music lifts you up and holds you in its sweet tones. The words sooth, the music carries you away. I love how the songs stick in my head and I recall them when I need support. Mark’s presence is palpable, and I so appreciate his peaceful, calm energy. What a gift you are. Your music is always in my heart.

Sonia Choquette – Sonia, you are a masterful teacher and I am so grateful I had many opportunities to work with you. I love how you arrive in my dreams and teach me there, too. You are the Queen of intuition and self care! God love you for never giving up on all of us…and for realizing that we all have a journey to live.

Hefina Glenys – Hefina is a wonderful, beautiful master teacher who holds the highest energy. You were the first to help me come back to who I am. Your friendship is one of my most treasured. I love you so very much.

How could I have a list of gratitude without the beautiful teachers, helpers and spirit friends?

Jesus – You are always here, always holding me in your care. The rolling water I feel around you brings peace to my heart. I am doing my best to do what you asked… To care for your people. Thank you for so many lessons, so gently shared, and for your guiding hand in all that I do. Your teachings about healing…and the healings that have come through you…I am humbled to be of such service.

Mother Mary – The Mother Love that you hold, and teach those of us who hold this energy too, is such a gift. Your presence is beautiful, peaceful, holy. Thank you for holding space as people emerge to the Mother Love they are.

Kwan Yin – When you first came, I had no idea who you were. Your compassionate energy was like balm on my soul. Thank you for sharing your compassionate understanding and love for our world.

Archangel Ariel – Thank you for being my very first teacher, and for your patience and love and guiding hand in my life. I know it was you that warned me about Mark’s car… I just didn’t listen! I’m always reminded of the grace available to all of us when I am with you. Your energy encourages me to be light and free.

Archangel Michael – You must be one of the busiest beings in the Universe! Thank you for your protective energy, for your masterful way of freeing people (myself included) from the energetic cords that bind, and showing us how we create our own demons.

Roger – You were my very first guide! How much fun did we have, and thank you for showing me so much, and being so close to me in my expanding. I will never forget our first meeting – thank you for guiding me and helping me see so clearly.

Isla – Your radiance, your beauty transcended me to another time and place. I felt safe, protected with you as I explored the many planes of creation, and as so many teachers came to visit.

Edena – Beautiful African Princess…how mighty you are, and how I appreciate the courage you have brought to my life. You have helped me trust the process in so many ways… and yet I am always still learning.

Alliseah – You literally saved my life. Thank you for your teachings, for bringing me back to who I am, for showing me that I am what I am, and that what I am is loved. Ricah, Isoah…you are both so beautiful, and I know I am not the easiest to work with… I often wonder, “Why me?” At the same time, I trust in the process most of the time . Thank you for never giving up on me. Ricah…you have asked me to dream bigger and bigger… I love you. Isoah…your frequency is so healing, soothing. What a beautiful gift you are!

Lone Wolf – My brother, my protector, thank you for showing me that I never, ever again have to be afraid of what I might ‘feel’ around me. I know you are here, holding me in your care, and holding space as I work with clients, as I sleep, and as I learn. You have taught me so much about trust. You are a giant among giants.

Isis – When you first called to me, it scared the wits out of me. The strength of your energy was something I didn’t know what to do with, and yet it is that strength that I now call my own. You took me on a ride on your horse around the moon, the sun and the stars. I’ll never forget this invitation to remember where I come from.

The Three Flames – What you do to inspire and uplift! Thank you for the gifts you bring to all those who come for messages, alignment and healing. Irator, Gaylor and Jasmine – each of you have such amazing ways of sharing.

Iragor – The ancient of the ancients. You hold a special place in my heart. I love you so very much, and am grateful for your simplicity, your sense of humor, your compassionate playfulness. You are a gift to all who work with you, and I know how you touch people. We are all so grateful to know you.

Orzca – To me, you represent the healers of the healing realm. Thank you for teaching me about your world, your healing practices, and for showing me how these work in our world.

Healers – To all of you who come to work with us, to heal on all levels, thank you for all you do for us. You have a beauty and peace that is uniquely yours, and to all of you who have healed those with cancer, with blood disorders, birth defects, and so many other things, thank you.

There are so many more who have come for clients over the last few years…St. Germaine, St. Therese, St. Peter, St. George, Krishna, the Kingdoms – Light, Light and Dark, Crystal, the Planes – Plane of Creation, the councils of people who were so ill… ready to cross, the legion of angels who support all the requests and desires of all who ask, the Pleiadean Sisters, the Emissaries of Light, ancestors who have come to help their relatives heal, Archangels Metratron, Gabriel, Jophiel, Ariel, and the other archangels, the many guides who support and guide people.

from the book, "The Hidden Messages in Water"