You Only Have to Ask

Yesterday I took a friend to hospital. Although it was a minor procedure it was still under general anaesthetic and, let's face it, however minor things are none of us like to have to go through them.

So I did the only thing I knew how to do and called upon all the help I had at my disposal.

The night before I sent Reiki to the situation. Although not becoming attached to an outcome, my intent was for surgery to go well and for my friend not to be in too much discomfort - for his highest possible good.

I sent a cosmic order that he would be first on the list for theatre and that we could leave the hospital as soon as possible - for the good of all concerned.

I asked Archangel Raphael for a safe and timely journey - thank you very much.

I asked the angels for a parking space to become available when I arrived at the hospital - thank you very much.

We left home yesterday morning and the heavens opened. The journey was not good, the water and spray on the motorway severely affected visibility and, as always, there were the halfwits driving far too fast with no lights. Nevertheless, the arrived safely and on time.

I found two parking spaces, one right outside the main entrance.

My friend was first on the list, went to theatre on time and was allowed to leave just 4-hours later.  Surgery went well.

The journey home, whilst still in the rain, went smoothly.

Last night I followed up with another session of Reiki.  Today he is fine, a little sore but not in pain.

We all have so much help available to us - all we have to do is ask.  And, of course, remember to say thank you. 

The Inner Child

We're constantly told to allow our inner child to surface every now and again.  Yesterday my inner child broke free - trouble was it was the spoilt brat!

For some reason I just couldn't settle to anything and I became frustrated to say the very least. Whatever suggestions were made, I didn't want to do it. Everyone seemed to be out doing something, but I wasn't! Everyone seemed to be having fun, but I wasn't!  I was in danger of some serious sulking - what was wrong with me?

I didn't like it one little bit, I didn't like the way I was feeling or the way I was acting.  I needed to get a grip.

I needed to find something to do, something to occupy this inner child who was being a complete pain.

So in desperation I started to read random articles on the internet - and one really caught my attention.

Delores Cannon is a hypnotherapist specialising in past life regressions.  Ooh, we had something in common so I kept reading.  But that's where it ended because Delores had been working in the field for many years and had started to notice patterns emerging in her clients.  She started to notice that not all of them had past lives on earth and eventually came up with her theory of "three waves of volunteers*".

Well this really got me thinking now because, if Delores was right in her theory, then I could well be one of the first wave of volunteers!

My inner spoilt brat suddenly disappeared and I was fully immersed in theories. So much so that my Kindle downloads were on overtime last night.

Maybe the spoilt brat was supposed to break free yesterday, to make me focus on something I would not normally have had time for.

Ah, the Universe works in mysterious ways.

* The Three Waves of Volunteers and The New Earth - Delores Cannon

Facing Fears

Eight years ago I had breast cancer, went through chemotherapy and radiotherapy and was finally discharged from the hospital in 2012. As any cancer survivor will tell you, we live with the fear of it striking again.

You can understand, therefore, how terrified I have been after I started to experience some discomfort over the past few weeks.

I tried to keep positive and harbour only positive thoughts, but this was becoming a struggle.  I often advise others to confront their fears head-on, as the fear then loses its power.  Life is a constant series of highs and lows and it's the way that we deal with the bad times that help shape us.  But my mind was just racing - why now when my life was really happy, when Gill and I had just started our beloved Como Centre and it was going so well.  Surely Spirit must have more work for me to do here.

I confided my fears in just a couple of people - their advice was unanimous; get it checked.  I asked my guides and angels for help - their advice was the same; get it checked.  But I was scared, so I left it.

Last night I had an horrendous night - no sleep at all and by this morning not only had the breast cancer returned, but had spread to my lymph nodes, lungs and possibly bones!  How pathetic am I?

This couldn't continue.

So this morning I decided I would face it head-on, whatever the outcome, and I got an appointment with the doctor.  He reassured me that he could find nothing and my discomfort was most likely due to scar tissue. However, he would see me again in 4-weeks time and if he thought there were any changes, or I was not happy, then he would refer me to the Breast Clinic.  But he was confident that all was well.

This evening I am extremely relieved and happy, but had the result been different I was ready to deal with it. I cannot live with fear, it eats you up and ruins all happiness.  It is there, constantly at the back of your mind, like a big dark cloud hanging over you; you are not free to be the person you truly are.

If you are facing a fear, face it head on, deal with it and reduce its power over you.  Free yourself to live the life you want and deserve.