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Love Lives On…As do relationships

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For those whose mother is no longer with us in the physical please know that nothing can undo, dissolve or lay to rest a mother’s love.  It is a heartbeat that marches to the beat of eternity.  Your heart carries her, remembers her and loves her.  She reciprocates each step of the way.  She is not gone.  She is merely transformed allowing for a new relationship to be cultivated with you. Celebrate her and honour her.  She is right beside you…even still. ~ Ara Parisien, International Medium and Spiritual Teacher

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Mothers in Spirit

ara roses Today I honour both my mothers who are in spirit. I am eternally grateful that one gave me life and the other assisted in the unfolding of it. Both women showed tremendous courage in their lives which will live on in me forever. I take comfort in the fact there is no death. There is only love. ~ Ara Parisien, International Medium and Spiritual Teacher


Mother’s Day

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For all mothers whose hearts ache on this day know your children are safe, well, joyful and at peace.  Their love for you still endures and is pulsed to you in every moment.  Know that they chose you for a mother for whatever time their soul could linger here—and they chose the best.  My heart is with each and every one of you today.  May spirit signs abound to let you know you truly are still a mother who is cherished and loved eternally. ~ Ara Parisien, International Medium and Spiritual Teacher


Leave The Door Open

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It is always interesting to me to watch the Universe unfold in the magical way it does. What seems more extraordinary to me is when you have the opportunity to watch it encompass and impact those you love. There is nothing more wonderful than seeing loved ones choosing growth and expansion. I am in the midst of this kind of experience and, as usual, feel compelled to share it others so they may perhaps understand that the wizardry of the Universe as well.

Growing up I had heard that abilities such as mine, being clairvoyant, clairaudient and clairsentient, were a product of the gene pool. Being adopted I had no way of finding out. However, as years passed I was fortunate to find my birth families and was so excited at the prospect of learning who I inherited these abilities from. You can imagine my disappointment when I learned that no one knew of anyone in the family before me that demonstrated any kind of psychic or mediumship abilities at all. I resigned myself to the understanding that while I am in human form I will perhaps never know the origin within my roots.

In getting to know my birth families it became evident to me that not only did they not know of family members who possessed these abilities—many of them did not believe in anything of this nature. The feeling of ‘home’ started to disintegrate before my very eyes. Once again I was looked upon as different and my abilities viewed as a by-product of an over active imagination. Still, I could not change who I was and in spite of everything I persevered and committed myself to a lifelong path of service.

Through the years my accomplishments and achievements have been met by cool nods of tolerance. Not once did they make me feel ‘less than’ but it was very clear that their belief structure was not even remotely ready to include acceptance. Until now.

I had the good fortune to be featured in a London, England based magazine called, Becoming Psychic. This upstart of a magazine is turning out to be a trendsetting endeavour that is fast tracked on the path to wild success. Not only was I on the cover of the magazine but there was a full spread inside with an in-depth interview. While I have never been one to wave a banner around when it comes to what I am doing or where the work is taking me, I had a moment of inspiration and decided to send the link to the magazine to my birth father. I didn’t expect a response other than a quick message telling me how ‘nice’ it was. I was quite surprised when his response was warm and wonderful. In his email he indicated that in reading the interview he garnered so much knowledge of what I do and commented that I expressed it all so confidently. This led him to understand the depth of my commitment and the passion with which I live and serve others. While he may not yet understand the work itself it really doesn’t matter. What matters to me is that he is opening to the possibilities of it. He is choosing expansion of Self instead of closing the door to that which unnerves him.

It is one thing to accept others but to accept another while leaving the door open to learning more is remarkable to me. I do not have a need to convince anyone. I am not on a crusade of my rightness. I am merely sharing a part of me with him that has always been there–a part he was not willing to entertain for many years. Today, he has chosen to learn. I am immensely happy!

In closing, I felt it important to share this tiny experience with all of you simply to show that if we all stop taking things personally and insisting that others understand and accept us fully there might come a day when a miracle happens. Accept everyone as they are–but leave the door open. It is an open door to enrichment and empowerment. My birth father is on a journey just like the rest of us. What a wonder it is to be so intricately involved. I know with certainty he is walking through my open door—only because he has opened his. Today, I am looking forward to a long conversation on the phone with him. He is eager and excited to talk about all of this and my heart is expanding with joy at the mere thought of sharing this with him.

For those of you with open doors and who would like to know more about my work, here is the link to the magazine interview.


Remember, it is important to share yourself freely, be grateful always, love joyfully and accept all things graciously. Leave your door open.


Be Brave

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Just for today…remind yourself when your light shines into darker corners it sends darkness scattering for safety. When this occurs know that it has nothing to do with you. However, depending on your reaction to it, it might be that it is reflecting the darkness still residing in you. Spend more time focused on healing Self through the process and give less focus to those who have scattered. Know with certainty than when you deal with your own dark little corners within you will be focused in an appropriate direction and moving back into alignment with your authentic power. We all have the same opportunities. We all receive the same gifts of opportunity. Give yourself the dignity of your own efforts. Some will. Some won’t. It matters not what others choose. It matters most what you choose. Just be brave, take heart and know you are being afforded the opportunity for growth and expansion. When all is said and done, a shiny new you–stronger, better, bolder and brighter than before will emerge. There is nothing on this planet like you. Cherish it. Nurture it. Love it.

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fire and magic Love. A powerful stream from Source that is in us – IS us. Source does not brow beat you into expressing love a certain way. It does not abandon us. We cannot be disconnected from it. But we can distort the stream by our own perceptions. Live the Love that is you and do not put stock in if it is received, dismissed, understood or appreciated. Love…simply because it is the most pure and powerful expression there is that is truly you!

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Happy Mother’s Day

happy-mothers-day Happy Mother’s Day!! It is a time dedicated each year to celebrating Mom–although we should celebrate her EVERY day. For some it will be a happy time—for others a time of reflection. Which ever it is for you–cherish those around you this moment and if your mother is no longer in physical form give thanks she was ever in your life at all. She’s still watching you ya know! Mother’s Day will come and go—but LOVE never fades. Celebrate the LOVE



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There will always be days when we will be lost in emotional pain. When others do or say something that touches a wound within us, we will feel the sear of it. When others do not keep promises, when others betray even the simplest of your wishes, the throbbing despair can last a lifetime and exacerbate your unwillingness to trust again.

Today, I am having one of those days. Generally, I post rainbows and sunshine so as to uplift and remind of the core of our true essence, however, this day a storm is raging within me. What keeps me going is the fact that rainbows always appear once the storm subsides.

I feel it is important to share, not so much the graphic detail of the why’s and wherefore’s of my unhappiness, but more the process of moving from despair to something that feels better. While I spend much of my time espousing the benefit of spirituality, I would be remiss if I didn’t provide the application of it.

Many times I have been told that as I am spiritual I do not understand emotional pain because I have never truly suffered. This is not true. We all have the opportunity to experience the pit of despair. It is what we do at these dark times that dictates whether we uplift ourselves sooner, or later. My spirituality has and shall remain, my lifeline. It is the proverbial bobbing log in the stormy sea that I may cling to and tread water. Yes, there are times when I feel I am drowning and definitely times when I feel like giving up. I only feel this way because I cannot identify what I must ‘do’ to effect an appropriate solution. My spirituality reminds me that I just need to ‘be’ and allow myself to feel whatever feelings are surfacing within as the emotions are showing me what wounds within me require my loving attention and inner healing. The art of ‘allowing’ things to be what they are is challenging and to compound it with allowing the pain to point a direction is almost unendurable. But I know, trust and believe that all is serving my greater good. There is a valuable gift meant just for me in the throes of agony.

While my human side is at odds with my world I remind myself that we are all being the best we can be in every moment. Even me. For each experience I have with emotional pain I understand that while I have come far, I still have a way to go. I begin to see that allowing the pain, without being mired in it, creates a pathway for me to walk through it. Denying it, cycling with it, and reinforcing my justification of it keeps me in the dark. It serves no purpose but to exacerbate pain.

In this moment I choose to remind myself that I am bigger than any challenge I face. I am more powerful than my pain. I will remind myself that what I feel is necessary and has nothing to do with anyone else. I claim the responsibility of my feelings. Trust will be an issue that will be addressed every step of the way. I realize that trust is not about other people. People do not need my permission to act or speak the way they wish. Trust is about trusting myself to handle whatever arrives in front of me.

There is a greater power in all of us if we just allow it to lead. In this moment, I will do just that. My human aspect of self will step aside and let the purity of love flood in. I choose to ride that mighty flow towards not only the solution I am seeking but toward my greater good. I know at some magical moment I will be able to release the proverbial log I have been clinging to and be grateful it kept me afloat in the sea of pain. The stormy waters have served their purpose as now I am more aware, I am growing, I am learning and above all, I am loved. It is this that allows me to erase the need to look at things as ‘right’ or ‘wrong’. It is this that nurtures me. It is this that carries me. What a wonderful feeling to know—‘it’ is me. With that knowledge I arrive back to my center of authentic power. Now I know the resonation upon which to dedicate my focus. My task now is to sustain that vibration and be gentle with myself if I slip back into something that doesn’t feel good. It is all a process. It is never a quick fix. I am committed to work through this process because I believe I am worth the dignity of my own efforts.

Thank you for taking the time to read this lengthy post as it helps me to know that someone might find it of benefit in their life. Being of service is never far from my heart–even in darkness. We are all in this cosmic soup together. We should be there for one another. Thanks for being there for me.

Now….I am off to look for rainbows.