Monday, March 31, 2014

Validation!


      After having my sixth child, I realized that I needed to really start honing in on my gifts. The motivation came when my son was only a few weeks old. I started to notice that he would keep his head cocked to one side, his head and neck would not line up straight. So I took him to a kinesiologist, which helped a little. He also had a red rash that was bothering him. He was constantly scratching it and making his rash worse. I took him to the doctors and all they could do for him was prescribe a topical cream that I believed was too toxic to use on a newborn.

       As I was praying about what to do I had a prompting to take him to a friend of mine. She does similar clearing to what I do. As I was sitting there holding my baby in her office, I could see his rash starting to disappear. His main issue pertained to feeling (emotion) he had that being alive in the world at this time was toxic. His rash became better and more manageable and not so red and itchy as the weeks went by. His head and neck alignment became straighter.  

       When he was about six months old we tried to feed him solid foods and soon found out that he was allergic to wheat, Soy, and almost every kind of baby food. There where only two that he wasn’t’ allergic to. He had texture issues and didn’t like a lot of fruits and vegetables.  I was starting to feel a little panicked thinking that my baby would not be able to eat anything. I was praying diligently to know what to do for him. The thought came to me to take him off of everything that he was allergic to and only feed him goat’s milk. It was the only thing I could think of at the time that didn’t contain soy. I also kept taking him in to be cleared.

        I noticed that he progressed more slowly than my other children, walked later, and didn’t really talk well till he was four. His speech therapist told me that she thought he might have high functioning Asperger’s.  After I learned how to clear things, I continued to clear him, on and off. He’s now six and has no allergies. He has a passion for learning and is doing great in school! He is an amazing reader! We are so happy with how far he has come.

         I started having physical issues with my body after my eighth child. First my gallbladder then my thyroid had issues. Also my scalp became red, itchy and hot to the touch. I also lost hair around the front part of my head. My spirit was trying to awaken my conscious mind to the truth while I was fighting what I knew I needed to do. I started by taking a class from a friend of mine that was LDS based, to learn how to clear things.  From there my gifts took off. What I needed, but didn’t realize at the time, was validation.

        Taking a class on energy work helped me develop my faith in myself. It helped me to see that all I needed was validation. I was soon able to see that the gifts I was receiving weren't coming because of some curriculum that I was using but were coming from God. I realized that if I put my trust in God, and only him, then he could use me to be an instrument in helping others come to know for themselves too.   

       Sometimes we have unexplained physical issues either because the doctor can’t find out what’s going on and it’s hidden like a hidden tumor, or it’s spiritual. In my experience when this occurs in my self or in others, there is a somewhat general format for it, that becomes evident.  


The following is a general list, taken from my experiences:

-Gallbladder- represents the gall of bitterness. Bitter about changing and facing things in your life.

-Thyroid- represents relationships. Relationship with yourself, God, Others. Not having a good relationship with your self or with others to work on inner self.

-Hormone imbalance. Fighting against what comes naturally, creating an imbalance in ones inner ability to connect and become one both body and spirit.

-High blood pressure. Angrily fighting against what you are destined to do and what will bring you the most joy.

-Low blood pressure. Giving up pride, fully giving in to what your spirit desires.

-Low Iron. Not giving what our spirit desires, a peace of mind knowing that you are moving in the direction predestined for you.

-Loss of hair/Autoimmune fighting against what comes naturally to you. Wanting what the world wants.

-Digestion. Not digesting what you need to turn towards pertaining to your inner self.

-Spleen/circulation issues. Fears about being who you are supposed to become. It doesn’t circulate well with you.

-Issues with your left side represent Female side

-Issues with your right side represent Male side

These are just to list a few and yes there’s more.

-Fatigue. Feeling of not wanting to deal with things that you should be dealing with, feeling overwhelmed.

       With his permission, I will tell you about my oldest son who has gifts and was fighting against them because of fear of being judged. His inner fight surfaced in misbehavior, in his fighting us on everything. He to was having low iron issues, thyroid issues ect. His gifts are amazing. They are different then mine but even though I have my gifts, I still didn’t completely understand his. It didn’t dawn on me until one day I was talking with a girl about his age about her gifts.  Through the spirit I realized that he had the same gifts as this girl. When I asked him about my impression he shrugged, even avoided eye contact with me. Then to my surprise he told me that he did in fact have those same gifts. His gifts are the ability to see people's Auras. He can see them in color too. The color tells him what type of person they are and he can also tell if they are lying to him or not. He felt alone in his gifts and even unaccepted. After talking about his gifts, he has realized his value more. All he needed was validation.

       Validation is the key element in receiving and recognizing our inner self. Who we are and who we can become.  In order to recognize them, our inner abilities, it is vital to first recognize it in ourselves, then in turn help others recognize theirs. It’s like giving oxygen to youself, than to others. First, start by surrounding yourself with those that can help improve and enhance your gifts and abilities. Ones who will lift and help you become better. When you surround yourself with like minded people, you feel the spirit the same as they do. You can then help each other validate what you are seeing and feeling.

       Being an instrument in the hands of God means to turn toward what naturally is given to you and not fight it. Part of using your faith is serving your family, others and God. We all have fears of being expected to do more then we are capable of. Well that statement is true. God knows us best and yes he knows that we are capable of more. If we fear what God thinks we can handle, then we are missing out on the true joy of this life. Yes Satan is real. Oh Satan, he loves to make us think that he has power over us but he doesn’t unless we give it to him. Think of this, if misery loves company who is the most miserable of all beings? Satan! Does he feel fear? Does he feel annoyed, disappointed, depressed and sad? Do these feelings draw us closer to him? Why do we give him place within our hearts?

       Be brave! Because when we are brave, inspiration opens up to our minds and we will be surprised at what we are shown! Than we are turning towards that which we should have been turning towards all along, which brings us true joy. We should be relying more upon the Lord and not our own logic to try to control the outcome. Do what is right, let the consequence follow.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Blessings of Gifts to Help Others and Yourself Heal


         I was in Ashlee's ward in Meridian, ID and she was called to be my Visiting Teacher. This cute girl with adorable children showed up at my house one day with her visiting teaching partner to check up on me and to get to know me and my kids.  One day while my husband and I where out of town, we got a text that said, "Emmett Corrigan, Shot and killed, call me ASAP."  The text was from the Bishop in our ward and my husband was his second counselor in the bishopric. When we returned home that Sunday after he died, I remember calling anyone I could, to find out what needed to be done to help. The compassionate service leader in our ward assigned me to take paper goods to their house. Because of so much family being in town, so they didn't have to worry about having to do dishes. I remember walking into her house filled with extended family and feeling so surreal looking around. Seeing Ashlee for the first time after Emmett's death, I was trying to get a read from her energy. I could feel that she was a walking moving person but just going through the motions. My heart ached as I wished that I could just take all the pain away. As I watched her go and doing all her different tasks I secretly wished in my heart for better days for her and her sweet little babies. As I hugged her I could feel her tremble. I could feel her ache from the inside out. I knew that I had gifts to help her and was eager to help but waited for the spirit to impress upon my mind as to when to offer my help. 
        
        I was assigned and called by my ward Bishop to be the church Building Scheduler to schedule events for our building such as weddings, funerals ect. A few months After Emmett died Ashlee called me to schedule the building for an activity. I asked her how she was doing. She proceeded to tell me about her four month old little baby boy named Tytus who was struggling at the time and was unable to keep any kind of formula down. I remember her telling me, "You should see my cupboards, it looks like Wal-Mart with every kind of formula there is." My heart began to beat out of my chest as the spirit told me to tell her about my gifts in that I could maybe help her little baby get some relief. I was very nervous at that point and began to tell her about my gifts and how I can feel others spirits and know what they need and can help release what it is that is bringing them discomfort or grief.
      
        Later when I went to her home, I held her baby Tytus in my arms and could feel the nerves running through his entire little body and it was hard for me to differentiate the difference between his nerves and mine. He kept puking green puke all over, because she was now trying an alternative natural formula. All I could think about was why I was there and how I really needed to help this family and how hard it was for me to calm down so I could get any kind of answers. I kept praying for help, to be guided on what to do and where to look. Finally, I saw a few things and cleared them. Then I could feel that most of the amounts of nerves were mostly coming from the baby, not from me.  He had a visible red rash on his body from head to toe. After working diligently for an hour I could see a change in his demeanor and could see that his rash was starting to calm down and diminish. In my heart I knew that he had been feeling the trauma of all that was going on now, but I could tell it was even when she was pregnant and carrying him. Babies can feel and know their mother's emotions even before they are born. As I worked on him, I was connecting with his spirit, for two hours straight. I knew that the spirit of Lord was with us the whole time and although all of this was new to both to Ashlee and her family they welcomed the help and I was grateful and humbled that I was able to be there to facilitate through the spirit to know how to help this precious little boy.
         
        I have always believed that I have had gifts but never believed that I could possibly use them to help myself and others. We tend to worry about being judged. Our fears can hold us captive and can block us from our gifts and knowing our true self. It is through us that the true miracles can happen and true healing can start. Look at Ashlee, if she had worried about being judged or even criticized then she wouldn’t have found her voice and we wouldn’t have been blessed by her words. We all would just love to sit in our boxes and close the lid.  I know I was happy with doing just that until I started having experiences that helped shove me out of my box. For a few years was just practicing my talent that I developed through my gifts by helping others by word of mouth. I was getting more and more phone calls and it became evident that I needed to make a change in how I helped others.    I needed to balance helping others and caring for my family of nine children. I fasted, prayed and went to the temple and even talked to my bishop about my gifts and my dilemma. I made the hard (for me) decision to make set hours and start charging for my time. I loved just serving and helping people. I have been very blessed since then because I’ve been able to help more and more people and have learned more about my gifts. I know that if I would have kept on limiting myself, I wouldn’t have met so many amazing people that are just trying to find out their purpose and happiness in life.       
        
        We all have something to contribute and as we find what our gifts are and turn them into a talent, then God blesses our lives to give us all kinds of  special people in our lives to help to give a source of strength to. As we look to our own gifts of the spirit, we too can heal ourselves. Using our gifts and then turning them into a talent for everyone to enjoy is what our purpose is in this life. As we seek out our own best gifts we become healed and then in turn help others to heal.
       
        I have a testimony that we have all been given the gifts. To accomplish these and other great things in our lives and we should always be grateful to the Lord who blesses us with these gifts to enrich us and fill our souls. May we ever be fruitful and give of our best fruits of the spirit in this life so that we can all unite by lifting and inspiring and giving freely of the gifts of God.  We are a blessed people and when we know that God lives, loves us and wants nothing more than to bless us. We just have to be willing and ready to receive such great blessings.

*I Received Permission to Share Ashlee's story.