My Spiritual Windows

Bartering:Fairness and worth   Bartering has been in use since the beginning of time. A method of showing worth and appreciation towards a service or product rendered. I could count on less than two hands the time I accepted a preset amount over a barter. As a rule individual needs are comparable in appreciation. Gracious giving of the hand made to a complete Dell system left on the porch. In return all appreciated in like form.   The tools I use were given freely by this universe, to be used in fairness to all who request. Being in God’s pockets is not a gain or trust in faith. I have worked with people from all over this world and at times those from now beyond this world still in need of Earth energy in assistance. Individually assessing the needs of each from readings to remote healing in many corners of the world. My thought processing and Spirit work in unison.    The first question always goes to healing energies who inform of what is being asked is needed for the soul journey i

    Once was a star.  Not the brightest shining star but he was a star nonetheless.  He looked like all  other stars up so high in the sky.  His best friend was the moon.   He made friends with the moon because they were so close to each other in the sky.  The star and the moon would shine together every night through wind and snow and rain.       Shortly after the first snowfall of the year, little star told the moon that he disliked sitting up in the sky all the time and shining -- night, after night, after night.  No one ever noticed how special he was.  Feeling everyone took him for granted.  He wanted to try to do other things -- sledding for example.  He watched the child who lived below him sled today.  That might be fun!   He told the moon how he would start at the top of the highest hill and  zoom  down its entire length.  The cold air pushing his star points as he held on for dear life!  What a thrill sledding would be!  How the star wished he could go sledding!     The moon

      Linda was kind enough to offer a reading at my convenience. I asked about my career, and if was going to be worth the stress of continuing to try to continue on my path. I love my job, but it is very stressful. Linda said that I had a 'book in me'... For the past 15 years of my life, I have wanted to write about my life to help others live a better life with mental illness just as I have! I've had the title of the book forever. She gave me valuable information on how to start that process. It is what I was meant to do. Previously, Linda had stated she saw a global path to my work. I am also a public speaker, and I LOVE public speaking. I've been toying with the idea of branching out independently to do so. With a book, and public speaking, branching out either nationally OR globally simply makes sense. I have a fire in my belly like never before to write my book. Linda picked on things I've never told anyone. She is an excellent intuitive going above and beyon

Face in the window experience   I don’t often speak of my personal experience with spirit.    Years ago on a trip to Chicago, at the time I was working remotely for a Wheeling corporation and on Friday afternoon rushing for the airport, missed my exit so kept driving thinking eventually the interstate would wrap back around again finding the exit to O’Hara.    After a half hour nerves were taking over on whether I would find the exit or catch my flight home. Minutes later glancing out my drivers window was a full blown image looking back a male spirit on the window.   Long white hair, crystal blue eyes , white robe on his shoulders and skin looking as new baby flesh. I knew in the moment I would be fine and definitely was not alone. Focusing back on the interstate my next exit was my airport exit.   Was able to return the rental, make it to the airport and terminal finding flight was overbooked and vouchers being offered in return for taking the next flight. Accepted voucher, sat down

Once was a boy who found himself without a care for the discipline of life. From the feeling of being uncaring for what would result in life, this boy =tood within his chaos. As he grew and became a man, he continued to flounder in his true desire, uncaring of the outcome of his actions.    One day as he was walking through the streets of the busy city that he lived in, a small girl unexpectedly crossed his path. Not seeing the small child, through the force that had been intersected by each other, the small girl was =uickly struck down to the curb of the street. Realizing what he had done, the man =wiftly bent down to the child. In seeing her dazed eyes, he began to speak to her. The man’s first thought was too reprimand the child even as she lay on the sidewalk, still caught within the trauma of this time.                As the man looked into her eyes, the images reflected back caused him to begin to cry. From the reflection of the little girl’s eyes, he only saw himself. He saw the

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B001KW0AHA/ref=cm_sw_r_oth_api_glt_AZNC00T0P9XAFD6RYS6G_nodl Top review from the United States Satoshi Morikawa 5.0 out of 5 stars Reading this book is like having a good session with an energy healer Reviewed in the United States on September 4, 2007 This story of Moniko reminds me of one of my all time favorite books "The Alchemist", which is a story about a boy who travels across the African desert in order to search a sense of "oneness with the Universe". To me, the storyline is a bit more sophisticated and advanced. It seems like one of these books where every time you read it, you'll receive some new insights. Kind of like the movie the Matrix. So needless to say, I can't say that I've obtained everything there is to obtain during my first reading session. But more importantly, the energy contained in this work is simply indescribable. It's like...as I go through each paragraph or sentence...I feel something within me