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Dream Visitations

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Dream Visitations

Have you ever had a dream where your loved one who has past appears?  It is more than a dream—it is a dream visitation.  There are clues to help you understand the difference between a simple dream and a dream visitation.  This article will bring more understanding to your experiences.  Not only will it bring clarity but it will also shed light on how important you are in the grander scheme of things; how loved you are; how your love for those who have past is still reciprocated; how worthy you are, and most importantly that the love you experience in a dream visitation is available to you in physical form.

How do they happen?

When you sleep your ego consciousness is quiet and will not engage.  The ego consciousness is what nudges you into dismissing events because they seem to be just so far-fetched (limitation of the ego consciousness) that it cannot and should not be believed.

Spirit can insert itself into your dream state rather easily and will allow you to see what you need to see or deliver a message that is necessary to inspire healing.

When do they happen? 

The timing of a dream visitation is not predicated out of your desire or desperation.  Spirit has clear view of your bigger picture and will only insert itself into your dream state at the perfect time for you.  Spirit understands the fine line between wanting something so badly and needing something.  It will only present itself at the most optimum time for you.

Why do they happen?

Dream visitations occur for varied reasons.  They tend to deliver messages in a meaningful way to the dreamer according to their path of healing.  Often a loved one will present themselves in dream state to show their peace, love and joy from their vantage point of non-physical.  This allows the dreamer to know their loved ones are fine which is often enough for them to engage more fully in the art of living fully.  Other dreams may have your loved one offer a message that you will understand that is vital in your overall peace and well-being.  The reasons may be varied for their appearance in your dream but in essence the common thread is their unconditional love for you.  That love is ever-present and being sent to you in every moment.  In turn, your love for them is received and amplified.  It is an ongoing relationship, eternally.  Love never dies and neither does your loved one.

There have been times when a dream visitation has been far from pleasant.  This causes consternation in the dreamer.  Take heart, it never means your loved one is not well, is frustrated or sad or angry.  They are merely acting as the mirror you need in order to see what you are holding onto physically, mentally and emotionally.  For instance, if you see your mother in your dream and she is angry or sickly it is more that she is showing you your own worry and concern or deeply held resentment/bitterness that was present between you in life or your concern that you didn’t do enough for her at the end of her life.  Spirit will never convey anger or frustration.  If you are seeing this in your dream visitation it is your projection of your own fear and resentment onto Spirit.  This happens so that the dreamer can target these areas in waking state in order to heal them.  It is all so perfect!

Why have I never had a dream visitation?

So many of us long for that dream visitation and do everything in our power to conjure one.  It is not because you are forgotten by your loved one.  It is not because they have stopped loving you.  It is because they can see your bigger picture and know the perfect time to insert themselves.  Some never have them.  Others wait years.  Still others have them virtually right away.  It is all by design and not based on your value or worth—nor is it based on how long you have suffered or how badly you want one.  If I were to ask you what your bigger picture was would you be able to tell me?  I didn’t think so.  No one has a clear understanding of it—but Spirit does.  Trust it to do right by you.  It always has and it always will.  Unconditional love happens to work that way.  Be on the look out for other signs from loved ones during your waking states.  They are always letting you know they are right by your side!  I will cover more of these types of signs in a future article.

How to tell the difference between a dream and a dream visitation

A dream visitation is a higher vibration than that of a regular dream.  Regular dreams may not be remembered, or they can be forgotten completely.  Not so with a dream visitation.  Because of the higher frequency the details are unusually vivid and will be remembered for a lifetime.

Sharing is caring

We tend to learn most in our lives by sharing our own experiences.  Please share yours regarding dream visitations.  You will never know whom you might inspire!



You Are Not Alone


You Are Not Alone

Having been professionally delivering readings for well over 25 years now it is always such a blessing when I am the recipient of a profound experience.  Connecting with Spirit is always profound to me but as I am always focused on someone else it is completely different when it specifically happens to and for me.

As most of you are aware from my earlier blog I recently traveled to Saskatoon, Saskatchewan to spend time with  my birth mother who is dying.  It wasn’t a trip I wanted to take and I am sure anyone in the same circumstance would feel the same way.

I boarded my flight to Saskatoon which had a stop in Calgary, Alberta.  As the plane taxied the runway I was lost in thought when suddenly I felt a distinct hand on my left shoulder.  It was a comforting gesture as it was sure, strong and gave me the feeling of peace. It was telling me all was well and that I would be okay.  I immediately thought of the Council of 12 and wondered why they were taking such a personal interest in me at that moment.  Whatever the reason, it felt good.

After taking off from Calgary, Alberta enroute to my destination I felt the curious sensation again.  This time a little stronger.  I realized something was ‘up’ but had no idea what.  As with any of my experiences, if they don’t make sense in the moment then I know I am to remember them as clarity comes when I least expect it.

Once in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan my thoughts, heart and focus were totally dedicated to my birth  mother.  Although she is now legally blind she still had enough peripheral vision to be able to catch sight of me now and then and she would say how pleased she was that I was there.  When I first arrived she heard my voice but couldn’t quite connect the dots.  Suddenly the light bulb went on and she cried and flailed her arms trying to reach for me.  It was a moment I will never forget.  It was a moment that instantly healed us on deeper levels.  It was why I had made the trip.  No words of apology, no pronouncements of regret, just love, acknowledgement, smiles, tears and hugs.  I knew and felt our soul agreement being completed.

I returned to Victoria and readied myself for a flight to Seattle where I was to appear and deliver a group session the next day.  Once in Seattle I realized how tired I was but as usual, doing the work that I do, I am always uplifted to a place where I feel better which allows me to actually do the work that I do.  After the session I returned to a friend’s place where I was to stay the night.  Shortly after arriving I began to feel strange.  My body wasn’t cooperating and I couldn’t think straight.  I decided to lay down.  Once I was laying down I realized it made me nauseous so I started to sit back up and then felt a draining sensation overtake every muscle in my body.  I couldn’t even lift my arms or move my legs.  I broke out into a sweat and blessedly collapsed back onto the bed.  I am not sure how long I laid there going in and out of consciousness but eventually my friend came into the room and found me unresponsive.  Another woman who was there successfully managed to get orange juice into me and like magic I began to respond.  Within a minute or two I sat up and could talk.  Having low blood sugar issues all my life I am well versed in the signs of an oncoming blood sugar crash but this one was entirely different.  There was no real warning other than my exhaustion.

I was tucked into bed, orange juice handy at bedside I laid staring up at the ceiling wondering what on earth was going on.  Then, I remembered something that happened to me as I drifted in and out of consciousness.

At one point, I remembered being in the dark. I knew I was laying down but I was also struggling to get up.  As I did so I could see my body but I could see ‘me’ coming out of my body.  I would almost get free and then a strong, decisive pressure would push me back down.  I tried a total of three times and each time I could see the separation occurring but the pressure would always force me back.  It wasn’t unpleasant, it was just a sure, constant push back.  Then I was revived.

I slept soundly that evening and upon rising the next morning I was very pleased to feel my body cooperating with me and my head, although still foggy, had a bit of clarity.  I was standing in the kitchen drinking orange juice when I said to my friend, “Wow, you must have had a time on your hands to try and keep me laying down last night!” She looked at me quizzically and said “Quite the contrary! We couldn’t get you to respond at all.  You never moved!  You scared the stuffing out of all of us!”

Suddenly, I could feel the pressure on my left shoulder once again.  A feeling of peace.  Of knowing. I realized in an instant what had happened.  The Council of 12 was letting me know in no uncertain terms they had my back and it was not time for me to go.  Tears began to prick my eyes but I held them back.  A wave of realization struck me as to how dire my situation was the night before.  I turned away from my friends who were now engaged in a different conversation and I held firmly to the kitchen counter as I gazed out the window to the sky.  I quietly thanked my unseen comrades-in-arms.

Once home I sought medical attention and have had the necessary blood work done to determine whether my low blood sugar issues have now turned a corner and have become diabetes.  Being it is the Easter long weekend I know I am in for a long wait.  It’s okay though.  I am ensuring I eat properly, keep hydrated, and get the rest my body needs.  I will deal with the results as they unfold.

For now, I will remain focused on my dear mother who is still lingering and may claim her freedom at any moment.  I have asked the Council of 12 to be with her.  I know in my heart inasmuch as they ensured I stayed, the same love and power will be at my  mother’s disposal when it is her turn to separate and be free.  There will be no struggle.  There will be no darkness.  There will only be joy and jubilation on both sides of the equation


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.



Everyone has free-will to believe what they wish. Whether that understanding meets with others’ lofty ‘standards of rightness’ is immaterial. We all find truth, in our own way and in our own time. No one can or should tell another that they are wrong in their choice of what they believe. People needn’t be intimidated towards truth, ridiculed because of it or attacked in the name of it. No crusade is necessary to convert. Truth just ‘is’ and we constantly evolve toward it.

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Just for today….listen. We all have a desire to be heard and understood. We should listen with an intent to understand others instead of half-heartedly listening. When we listen with only half our heart we send off a vibration of dismissal and in turn, you will attract those who will dismiss you and dismiss what you have to say. Listen with all your heart. Be fully present when people talk with you. It is by listening in this way that we all are heard.