11/11: The Awakening

For several decades now, numbers have carried much meaning for me. It all started when a good friend of mine, a Physician’s Assistant who worked in the liver transplant program at the time, introduced me to the concept. He was a Vietnam Veteran, serving as a combat medic.

Eleven was his number. Anytime we seen the time, 11:11 on a clock he would comment, “Your angels are watching you!”

Not liking when my birthday is, falling right next to Christmas, and getting frequently overlooked, he told me back then he was going to “change” it, and make my new one “11/11”. Holding great significance for him because its Veteran’s Day, and because its his number.

Both of us very spiritual people, over the years, I started to notice the significance in this number. When it started appearing, it would usually do so consecutively. And, it was always during a time when there was some sort of major shift or transformation happening in my life.

A couple years ago, I noticed the fact that people in increasing numbers were starting to pay attention to my number “11”. More and more frequently, I seen the acknowledgement to the purpose of numbers spiritually. The Awakening that I had always knew was coming began to accelerate.

So, today, beyond recognizing our veterans, and thanking them for their service, I also want to acknowledge, and bring attention to the number 11, and what it’s meaning is in the spirit world.

Eleven is probably the most talked about number in the angel realm. It is usually the number seen most often as people begin to awaken to the higher purpose of numbers in our lives. There is great reason for this, as number 11 is one of the most profound messages that can be sent to us from our angels.

Eleven is the number of faith and is widely related to psychic and prophetic abilities. It is the gateway to enlightenment. Usually why this is the first number people start to acknowledge as their higher self is awakening. Seeing the number 11 with frequency usually means you are starting to find alignment with your more higher self and with higher realms

The number 11 is the number that represents our intuition. To see not just with our eyes, but with our senses and our soul.

The frequency of 11 is about beginnings, taking the initiative, believing in yourself and accepting a leadership role in which you step out ahead of the curve, beyond the consciousness of those around you. Guiding the the human race forward into love. (Alana Fairchild: Lightworker Oracle Guidebook)

The number 11 is associated with spiritual awareness. It brings visionary leadership and necessary changes in demanding situations. This number includes the search for solutions through visions and purposes.

Angel number 11 also represents “transformation” through intuition, truth, balance, and mental abilities. People with this number in their birthdate are unusual, charismatic, idealistic, visionaries that are drawn by something unknown and unresolved.

People who have eleven for their number are usually deep thinkers, interested in many of life’s great mysteries and other interesting and spiritual aspects of life. Their inventive minds and broad-minded views will allow them to succeed in life in any number of ventures. They can best serve the community, with honest compassion.

Number 11 represents an instinctive person and is the most intuitive of all angel numbers. It signifies an connection to the subconscious, sixth sense and knowledge without rationality.

So, if you often see a series of numbers 11,111,1111, there’s a reason for that, and you should be fortunate to experience the sight. The most common way for angels to communicate with us is through the universal language of numbers and music.

When you see this numerical string of angel numbers, it means that you are going through the cycle of expressions of your hidden thoughts, ideas, and desires that are manifested instantaneously. This series can mean a new beginning for you and will give a positive focus on what you want to create.

If you are seeing this number, or because today is 11/11, it’s time to set an intention and begin to manifest. You just need to focus on your desires instead of your fears. Therefore, possibilities will come your way instead of obstacles. You just need to accept them as gifts.

Secret messages are all around us if we only open our eyes. Once you do, the mystical realm of angel numbers, and the other ways our angels communicate with us, will start to increase. Start following their guide, and more and more magick will be brought into your domain. The power of manifesting. That’s how it works.

Enjoy the magick of 11/11! Namaste.

Notes taken from ANGEL NUMBERS: https://angelnumbersmeaning.com/angel-number-11-meaning-and-symbolism/

“Trust in Yourself”

All my adult life I’ve had this overwhelmingly strong connection to the Native American culture. The way they lived before white man came in and destroyed their land and their way of life.

Always in tune to wildlife and the animals I encountered. Respecting and finding the amazing beauty in all. No surprise, several decades ago when I first learned of animal totems, or spirit animals.

Animals from the turkey vulture to the coyote, bald eagle to moles, cranes to deer, (the day after the election the most wonderous stag!) all have been very wise council to me over the years.

This Sunday I was prompted to look a bit closer at a specific animal that’s been in my life all summer, but actually ended up getting backseat to a couple others.

We live in the country, relatively isolated, but next to us we have neighbors who now have a deserted barn. It sits right off our property line. A mother skunk decided it would be a great place to raise her family. Opening our windows most of the season was not an option.

One of our cats, the young inquisitive, overly friendly male, was the first to let us know they were around. I was to learn tomato juice does not actually cut the smell once sprayed.

Sunday, I discovered something had been in our garage. Monday I found the visitor. It was one of the skunk family members. He thought our garage a good new living space, the barn closed up for the winter.

Monday night I set a trap, Tuesday morning I found success. My daughter and I released it several miles away near a small pond. The amazing thing to me, through the whole ordeal, it never “raised a stink”. It just wanted to make me aware that the message it carried for me was building in importance.

The skunk is one of the most widely recognized mammals, but one of the most misunderstood. What wise council had it come to share?

He had several messages …

How to give respect, expect respect, and demand respect. But first, build up your self-confidence and develop your strength and sense of independence. You will have the respect to get where you wish to be.

Skunk moves along at its own pace. Self assured and confident. It wants to teach the same. Be more self-assured and know how to assert yourself. It presents the opportunity to become more confident with your interaction with others.

Skunk wants to teach us how to get more attention without being arrogant and irritating. Symbolizes the importance of being who you are and living authentically without caring about other’s opinions.

Skunks are fearless, but they are also very peaceful. They move slowly and calmly. They only spray as a last resort. Because they are peaceable by nature, they always give warnings before spraying. They teach us to meet life’s challenges with a calm and peaceful heart.

Skunks spray from the moment their eyes are open. This reflects the intense energy levels that individuals with this totem are often born with. They place an emphasis on being distinct. Trusting in yourself and living on your own terms by setting your own boundaries Walk your talk is the only way to set an example for others.

Their are both spotted and striped skunks. The striped the most common, with either a double or single stripe. This is an indication of the active flow of kundalini or life force. Individuals with this totem, the kundalini is usually already active. Skunk shows up at a time to amplify and to teach the control and use of t his life force more effectively.

A solitary animal for the most part, skunks remind us there are times best for drawing towards people and times best to avoid them. Finding the correct balance will bring prosperity. Also urges you to rely on yourself more.

Skunks are usually quite silent. It is good for those with this totem not to blow their own horns. Sit back and let others do the noticing for you. Skunks teach us when its best to be noticed and how to go about it most effectively.

When skunk shows up as a totem you are going to have opportunities to bring new respect and self-esteem in your life. Don’t worry about your reputation. Its only what you think of yourself that matters. The rest will follow.

You have the courage and will power to “raise a stink” and to make right something that is wrong. Justice needs to prevail at this time. You do not need to “spray” to be compelling. Your reputation proceeds you. Stand your ground calmly and with confidence.

What animals have entered your life in the physical world or in a dream? They are most likely trying to tell you something.

Animals bring me significant advice that is so relative when they do. Skunk was no exception. I needed to hear the message he brought.

I will always have my eyes and ears open, especially to the beauty of nature. One more step for my betterment because … the Revolution Begins With Me.

Notes taken from Animal Speak: The Spiritual & Magical Powers of Creatures Great & Small by Ted Andrews

Spirit Animals Totems https://www.spirit-animals.com/skunk-symbolism/

Next Steps … Manifesting

Creativity means removing the restraints that society and self have placed upon ones psyche. The fire to create comes from the soul. From a place of letting all that you are come to the surface to view in a beautiful previously unknown form..

Writing my 1st book, The Advocate, however, was somewhat of a different process. It was an undertaking of going deep within and dredging up horrific events, horrific unnecessary events I had witnessed as a nurse. And, facing the hideous demons and what had happened to my life while in a culture of darkness. Cathartic to write, to say the least.

A critical care nurse, and good at what I did, especially when it came to interaction with family and friends of my patients, typically sedated or unconscious and on ventilators because of severe illness or trauma. My gift was a connection with spirit, my patient’s spirits, an innate part of me I hadn’t analyzed at the time.

Writing this book became the time for me to connect with my spirit, and as someone who had gone through a traumatic event, to heal through the process.

The book finished over seven years ago. Having had secured an agent three years prior, directing me on how to really bring my story to life. Very sound advice I was given. She had stated it would be “the hardest thing you’ve ever done.” I knew that wasn’t true. Living it had been.

Once complete, I was left in an enormous liminal space. Not the person I was before I started the book, no idea who I was as it was finished. Left in countless little pieces. Unaware of what I was meant to become. Still uncertain now, but my feet have finally found solid ground.

My three sons, as young children, had lived through experiences that would make them more aware of themselves and the world around them as adults. Evolving into strong, solid individuals because they knew what it was like to be in dark times and survive. Coming out more confident and courageous than they could ever have imagined.

Climbing out of the darkness together, I had told them, “We will rise above as the rest of the world is falling.”

Aware my visions always came true, but sometimes in ways my mind, living on a physical plane, previously couldn’t comprehend. In March, when the corona virus shut down the planet, my family in the most solid place, as a whole unit, it had ever been, my words of over a decade ago struck me with great awe. I could never have imagined their meaning being so literal.

Our summer spent enjoying life more fully than we ever have, especially my young daughter and I. Making memories that will last a lifetime. Opportunities coming to us that had never been provided. All the while in between, enjoying the splendor we had spent the last 6 years creating in our country Oasis.

For me, it has been a year of celebration. A year of culmination of the decades of sacrifice and healing. A year of looking at all the pieces of self I had decided to salvage, and after placing them back together, marveling at what was created. In the end, becoming a year of returning to spirit (FINALLY).

My year’s “harvest” in. All the magnificent and glorious energy created over the months, it becomes time to return to reflection and inner contemplation.

With my daughter on track with her home school 9th grade year. I find myself asking, what are my “next steps”?

I know the answer. I knew it was coming. I began to sense it last fall. I had a very strong feeling a year ago now, “Your life will never ever be the same.” Living each moment fully. soaking it up, knowing tremendous evolution was underway.

The people who knew of my writing and my book, long ago tired of asking me when I was going to publish. My response always being, “Soon. I will know when the time is right.” Well, that time has finally come.

My “next steps” are presenting themselves. I know the process of what I need to do. Not because I’m proficient at publishing, but because I’ve gone through the blueprint once, realizing at the time that writing and publishing were two separate entities, and that at the time, I wasn’t ready. But, I have been preparing for this day mentally ever since.

Cognizant it is a process. A process that begins with one simple step. And as beautiful as the Universe is, that first simple step came to me in word form this morning from a fellow bloggers post.

“Take up one idea. Make that idea your life. Dream of it, think of it, Live on that idea. This is the way to success.”

My idea is to publish. It will come in baby steps and increments. But for certain, it will come. For the moment is now … and Now is for manifesting.

Life is too short … it’s time to turn visions into reality … for The Revolution Begins With Me.

Come to Life

You are bringing yourself to life now and this is how it must be. Of course, something being essential doesn’t mean it will always be easy. You must support yourself and have courage during this process.

Beneath habitual thoughts there is a deep sensual creative and energetic awakening happening to you. It is far beyond what the mind is now capable of controlling. Others might not like it because it shakes things up… (Truth) However, it is happening now and the only real choice you have to make is how to deal with it.

Coming to life means feeling. It might bring joy but it could equally bring sadness, rage or fear. It could bring all of these and more. Feelings will come and go quite swiftly when allowed to flow. You might need to paint, write, enact ritual, sing or dance your feelings to help the energy flow. Don’t hold back. … In this process you are uncovering the artistry of the universal creator. You are honoring the sacredness of life by exploring it without restraint and that includes the flow of your feelings.

Learning how to access your feelings allows you to learn how to access your intuition, creative inspiration, and genuine internal guidance.

You are one of the sacred but powerful minority that have chosen to come into a body and live consciously within it. (Amen) … Fortunately, this minority is powerful enough that it can keep human culture in balance. But only just! We need every single one of us that is capable. to be aware of the task and move beyond the mind and into the body.

You can support your own process by scheduling time for yourself and keeping to it like you would the most important date with destiny! So get to writing in your journal. Do your dances. Paint your pictures. Create you creations. Be kind to your body, listen to it and let it be alive.

The message …. “Be Alive!” … There is no falling back into old ways. … There is another adventure awaiting you now. You need a deeper connection to your own instincts, body, feelings, and intuitions so that you can receive this new calling. You can trust in it, too. Embrace it and it will embrace you.

Alana Fairchild – Mystic, Healer, Creative Spiritual Educator

Alana has such wisdom and spiritual awareness in her work. She encourages each of us to find the best most sacred versions of ourselves. It is in the transformation that the world will find its way back to its most sacred path.

I for one continue on this journey … For the Revolution Begins With Me

Undefining Me

Up early and down by the firepit in my Mystical Forest a few mornings ago, enjoying the dance of the seasons Missouri lovingly shares. I found myself pondering, “What is my purpose?” “What are my intentions?”

Shedding any use of labels to define myself, 15 years ago, when I left the inhumanity of what nursing was in Oklahoma. I spent many years in flux.

Being a society, a nation that more than ever has gone to characterizing individuals with labels. Not just words that delineate how people spend the majority of their time, but in the last 10 years, more than ever, mainstream media and Hollywood pushing the agenda of hate-filled labels.

I personally have no use for them. I find them self-limiting. People, over the years trying to define me; my children’s mother (fill in the blank, any one of four), a fitness fanatic, a hippie, (one I laugh at, especially after this year with the pandemic and enormous amounts of people returning to the country, and to the earth, to become more self-sustaining. I guess they all became hippies too.), and the one title I wear with tremendous pride, “just plain weird.”

Raised in a small, mostly Catholic community, the mind set was very narrow, most especially that of my birth mother and her rather large family. It was actually my free-spirited father, who likewise never fit into this community, that I was given the vision to look through a different lens.

Becoming aware when we moved to the hills outside Jefferson City, when my now 33 year old son was 2, and curious beyond all imaginable measures, we are born with a unique spirit. Each of us given a vastly distinct purpose before birth.

Walking the hills near our rural home, pushing my inquisitive toddler in his stroller, the shackles and chains imposed on me by my mother and her family, and the Catholic school and church, were finally released. I realized there was enormous untapped potential that lay within.

I was to spend the next decade exploring that potential as I nurtured not only my oldest high-spirited son, delving into his many gifts and talents, but also the addition of his two younger brothers, beginning to explore theirs as well.

A nurturer and healer at heart, at this point, also one by profession, as I began my career as a critical care nurse. I worked intensive care, running the gamut of health related maladies and life threatening traumas. What I viewed daily kept me keenly aware of living in the moment and that my time with them was temporary.

Being an incredibly intuitive, empathic person, I didn’t parent with a “cookie cutter” mentality, nor did I try to relive my childhood through them. Instead, I gave each of them attention where they needed it, including my now 14 year old daughter. They each had completely different personalities, therefore, completely different life purposes

I would/do tell them, “Be yourself! I can’t tell you who that is, but I will help you as much as I can to discover it.” My most important intention to instill in them being, “Have integrity!”

My many years of nursing had taught me innumerable valuable lessons. One of them being, your status and your wealth will one day mean nothing. If you can stand solid and strong in who you are, you will be able to withstand any storm. Thus far, the people they have become, they’ve proven my concept inherently accurate.

As my long, immensely rewarding decades of parenting children under the age of 18 gracefully eases into its final years, with the assistance of the pandemic allowing me to pull even deeper inward, I remain constant in my dynamic state. Undefinable, but ever moving towards a better version of myself. Searching even more closely for God’s/the Universe’s larger life’s purpose.

My challenge to all … Put down the labels! They are so self-limiting. For yourself, and for others around you. Put worry and fear aside! Open your hearts!

It is certain change is at our door. Help promote that change in an upward trend. It’s through broadening the expanse of our minds, our possibilities, that this country will turn back in a more positive curative direction.

I for one, know I will remain undefinable. I will keep evolving into the best version of me. Now more than ever, I know it’s a necessity … for the Revolution Begins With Me.

When the Butterflies Came

IMG_2075 (5)My 9 year old daughter discovered the book, “When the Butterflies Came” by Kimberly Griffiths Little about a month ago. She likes to read, but I wouldn’t say she’s an avid reader like my two oldest sons were. There was something in that 327 page book though, that she couldn’t put down.

As soon as she finished, she insisted I start reading it right away. It took me a week to begin, but only a few chapters in I was hooked. Suddenly, images of my life in Oklahoma City came flooding back.

I never had any bond or any internal connection with my mother. When I was young I thought it was because of me. After I had my first son at the age of 21, I realized that wasn’t true. I felt a love for him like I had never known. I have always been the free spirit who was never allowed to fly, but with him that all changed. I taught him, and my sons that followed, a passion for life. I encouraged them to be in touch with their spirits.

My sons taught me what real maternal love should feel like. I loved them passionately and I loved life passionately, but there was always something missing. After separating from my first husband because work was his priority, not his family, certainly not his wife, we all moved to Oklahoma City when he was transferred, to keep their father in their life.

I am a highly intuitive, highly spiritual person. We were living in a Minneapolis suburb at the time. I was working as a critical care nurse. We were near biological family, but I couldn’t have felt more alone. I had health issues that were only exasperated by the weather. My heart and my ego told me to move back to Columbia, MO, my children’s birthplace, but my spirit POWERFULLY urged me to move to Oklahoma City.

It was an immensely difficult thing to do. I was still sad and alone, only now I was in a strange land. A year in I met a man, Joey, an Italian from Pittsburgh, enormously caring and passionate. He worked as a physician’s assistant with the liver transplant team. In time he would become my nurturer, my healer.

At the age of 35, he was able to fill the needs that my mother never could. He was aware of the significance of that relationship and of my inner child. I had a love of butterflies and several rooms in my house were decorated with them. He bought me many gifts with butterflies. My favorite was a lawn statue of a young girl running with a net.

Time passed and life moved on. Upon finding my second husband and moving back to Columbia, MO at the age of 40, when I became pregnant I knew it was with a daughter. I knew God was giving me the one thing I needed to feel complete. On a warm spring day when the butterflies were out, a beautiful little girl was born, my “helper and defender of mankind.”

When she got a little older, I gave Joey back the statue of the little girl to put in his backyard sanctuary where he had allowed that little girl in me to heal. The thought of her left the recesses of my mind….until now. Until my beautiful little angel prepares to turn 10 and discovers a story about butterflies, and they suddenly become very special to her.

I anticipate the beauty of the upcoming spring and the desire to plant flowers all around us, as we invite all the butterflies into our world.  I confirm the circle of life. I confirm the process of healing. I confirm the power of love. The change we desire starts from within. The revolution begins with me.