Listening to the Whisper of Truth

Spiritual messages are wherever we are. Every moment of every day, they are within our reach. They tell us whether or not we are walking in the right direction. They tell us whether or not we are at peace or in noise. They tell us whether or not we are honoring our truths. They tell us everything we need to know.

But, are we really listening? Are we ready to hear the stories the universe is telling us. Or is fear standing in the way, preventing us from knowing the truth?

There is only one way to recognize a whisper. We must be quiet enough to hear it. We must eliminate every noise-producing thing in our head in order to know the answer our soul is holding.

Aligning ourselves with Spirit is the only way we can understand what the universe is trying to tell us. Being quiet is the only way to recognize the whisper of truth- the spiritual messages that are all around us.

When we make ourselves quiet, we become one with the energy of limitless possibilities. The things we desire to know and decisions we need to make become clear to us; there is no noise to compromise the knowing of truth.

When we make ourselves quiet, we can see what we need to see and hear what we need to hear. We are aware that Spirit is speaking to us. We understand that when answers suddenly appear out of nowhere, they are to be accepted, not analyzed. We appreciate that they are Divine.

In quiet, the whisper becomes audible; we hear our heart speaking to us. As we walk the path of Truth, we recognize spiritual guidance. We are able to identify and trust the messages that are finding us every step of the way. We feel peaceful knowing that we are headed in the right direction. We feel at ease, knowing we are never alone. We realize that we are continually being guided to Good.

Our answers live within each and every one of us. When we are ready to know them, they will surface in the physical world. Our heart is always telling us the truth. Our soul is always guiding us in the right direction. Let go of the doubts. Let go of the resentments. Let go of the past; let go of the noise.

Breathe. Be quiet. Listen. Recognize the whisper.

Attracting Abundance

In order to attract abundance, you must BELIEVE that what you desire to own is already here. You must put yourself in the flow of all good things, so they can find you. Your thoughts must reflect your desire to attract GOOD. Your actions must support those thoughts. And you must know, wholeheartedly and without a doubt, that you already live an abundant life.

The universe is your creative partner. It will create whatever reality you intend to create. But, it can only create a reality you completely believe in. It can only design your life from whatever energy you are presently holding.

Living in abundance means that, no matter what your world looks like, you must think of it as being abundant NOW.

Starting with yourself, focus on the abundance you already own. Focus on your wholeness- all the gifts that are within you. The light that shines from your soul is abundance in its purest form- unlimited, ever-present wealth that is always available to you.

Embrace it with gratitude.

Give yourself all the things you share with the world. Give yourself peace. Give yourself patience. Give yourself acceptance. Give yourself respect, compassion and kindness. Give yourself unconditional love. By giving light to yourself, you are creating abundance. You are making yourself a “magnet” for the very things you desire to attract: good health, happiness, well-being… And as you are giving good things to yourself, always remember that you DESERVE them.

Now, shift your focus to all the wonderful, supportive, loving people who are always here for you. Think about the love they give you. Think about the wonderful times you share- all the fun you have. Think about how each of these people has contributed to your well-being- what BLESSINGS they are to you. This is abundance.

Life is filled with good things. Embrace all the things in your life that make you feel good. Focus on everything in your world that uplifts you and aligns you with GOOD.

Appreciate every good thing you have in your life.

Live in the present moment. Live in the energy of endless opportunities and limitless possibilities. Love your life, knowing how much life loves you.

Dancing With The Winds of Change

I was looking out my window the other day, watching our mountain ash tree dance in the winter wind. Snow was blowing in all directions, but the tree didn’t mind. In fact, it seemed to be celebrating the storm. It’s branches were moving with the wind, not against it. Every time the wind blew, the tree moved in the same direction. Then the snow stopped blowing. The sky cleared, and everything was still again.


As I studied the scene outside my window, my Guides whispered to me. They reminded me that during times of change, we too must bend with the wind. As the winds blow, we must dance with them. But first, we must stand still in the storm while it is roaring all around us, trusting that the noise we hear is really beautiful music in disguise.


Change is necessary. The winds blow to force us into releasing whatever old things we are holding onto- thoughts and jobs and relationships that no longer serve us. During the storm, anything that isn’t strong enough to stand gets swept away to make room for new and beautiful things- to make room for a new life.


How do we get through these challenging times? We take a deep breath and hold each other’s hands during the storm. We walk through it together. We offer kindness and compassion and unconditional love to every single soul we meet while we our walking our paths. We remind ourselves that we are not alone. We approach each new day as an opportunity to be a better soul. We remember to take care of ourselves- to love ourselves and each other. We remind ourselves to be who we really are.

LOVE IS ALL THERE IS

I write this blog with one intention: to uplift one soul- to lift you into the light so you can see better.

We are all one. Just look at the people around you- your husband or wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, best friend, sons and daughters… Do you recognize your reflection in the mirror? Listen to the soul who is standing in the checkout line at the convenience store. Is her story really that different from yours?

Living in the moment has made me aware of “oneness.” There are no strangers, just family members we have not yet met. There are no coincidences, just perfectly timed events orchestrated by the Universe in order to tell us the truth.

The other day as I was preparing stuffing for Thanksgiving, I reached for a green pepper. I was about to start mindlessly chopping it, when something made me stop. The light hit it, making me aware of something I didn’t notice before. The area that had begun to turn orange was in the unmistakable shape of a heart.

In that quiet moment, I remembered the promise I had made to myself. I had vowed that this Thanksgiving I would be grateful for every moment I spent in the kitchen. I would be grateful to have a wonderful family to cook for. I would be grateful to have a home to clean and dishes to wash and food to put on the table.

To be truly grateful, I realized, I needed to be in love with the present moment. So when my whisk broke while I was making the triple chocolate pumpkin cheesecake, I laughed. And when Thomas spilled cranberry-orange relish all over the table while he was helping me, I kissed him on the forehead. I felt blessed to be spending time with my wonderful almost seven-year-old son.

Love is the only thing that matters. We must remember to send love out into the universe- to put love into everything we do. Smile at the cashier who is having a challenging day. Show compassion and kindness to those around you. Say “I love you” every chance you get.

We are all one. Love is all there is. Love is who we really are. Let’s lift each other into the light.

C.H.A.O. S or Change Happening Actively on Schedule

Chaos or: Change Happening Actively on Schedule?

During spiritual transformation “old” things are leaving our life, while new ones are taking their place. It is an eventful and challenging time. It may appear as though everything has been turned inside out and upside down. But remember, there is a divine purpose behind every change that is happening. Spirit is rearranging our life to support our highest good.

Any change can feel overwhelming. If we are holding onto fear (or any energy in opposition to Truth), it looks like chaos to us. But, when we look at change through Spirit’s eyes, we see the truth behind our physical circumstances. We see “chaos” as:

Change Happening Actively On Schedule.

Here are some important things to keep in mind during times of change:

Remember to Trust

No matter what your life looks like, remember that Spirit is in the process of supporting you. Remind yourself to breathe; remember who you really are. Keep in mind that your life is changing to support the changes you have made within. You are moving forward. Let Spirit light the way.

Allow change to happen; fighting it will only serve to hold you in place. Open your fists; release your grasp on the past. Let go of the fear. Let Spirit guide you.


Remember to be Patient
Everything is in perfect order. Spirit is redesigning your life. Keep in mind that transformation is a process. Remind yourself that a seed does not become a flower over night. Be patient; creating a new life takes time.

Remember to Love Yourself
Be loving, compassionate and kind to yourself. Find ways to bring peace and happiness into your life: think loving thoughts, make time for quiet, read inspirational books, surround yourself with positive, uplifting people, listen to your favorite music, eat healthy foods…

Remember to stay “grounded” while the winds of change are blowing. Take care of yourself- body, mind and soul.

"Silent Voices of the Soul"-Book Excerpt- "Spiritual Transformation"

Before I invited light into my life, the condition of the living room didn’t bother me. I didn’t see the cracks and holes in the walls. I never noticed that paint had been peeling. Now that I was in the process of healing myself, those things were unacceptable. The living room was an extension of my former vibration. It was not a reflection of the energy I had become.

It took a while for me to make the connection. The more time I spent in the living room, the more depressed I felt. I was writing in my journal when Spirit whispered the reason why. The walls were in a state of disrepair. They reminded me of who I used to be.

Changes needed to be made. There was just one problem: I didn’t know where to start.

When I asked John for his input, I discovered we didn’t share the same perception. He didn’t see the need for change. John had served in Vietnam. He was a front-line soldier. His tolerance for uncomfortable living conditions by far surpassed my own.

While my husband couldn’t relate to how I was feeling, he offered his support.
He suggested that we paint the living room. John agreed to help with the prep work. I volunteered to do the painting. The next day we purchased our supplies and started the project together.

It felt good to remove chipped paint from the wall and watch it fall to the floor. Bit by bit, piece bit piece, I was getting rid of something old to replace it with something new. While I was scraping, I remembered the negative energies I had released from my life: self- destructive thoughts, a pessimistic attitude, and a belief system based in lack.

Some areas were easier to scrape than others.

There was a crack on the ceiling. At first I didn’t think it was serious. But when I tried painting over it, I discovered I had underestimated its depth. The crack showed through the paint. It was also much longer than I realized. It started at the middle of the ceiling and extended half-way across the room. When I scraped away the surrounding damage, an enormous “injury” was left behind.

The thought of fixing it was overwhelming to me.

For a moment I considered handing it over to someone else. I didn’t know if I was capable of doing the work. I wasn’t sure if I could stand on a ladder and repair the ceiling at the same time.

A part of me wanted to walk away from the job. A bigger part of me knew I needed to finish what I had started.

My brother-in-law, Chris, offered me guidance. He told me to how to fix the ceiling. He reminded me to take my time. “Be patient, it’s a process,” he said. I stood on a ladder and repaired the deep depression. I made sure the spackle adhered to the ceiling and waited for it to dry.

The next day I started painting the living room. It was ninety-eight degrees. The air was almost too heavy to breathe. There was no air conditioning in the house.

In the past, I would have stopped working the moment things began to feel uncomfortable. Now, making this change was the only thing that mattered. I had made a commitment. I was determined to get the job done.

Taking good care of myself was my first priority. I drank water when I was thirsty, rested when I felt tired and ate healthy meals. I kept a positive attitude. I listened to jazz and rolled paint on the walls to the rhythm of the music.

The heat wave lasted for two weeks. It ended the day I finished painting. As I cleaned up newspapers and pulled tape from the woodwork, I admired the space I had transformed. The room looked brighter and bigger than before. The repairs I had made were barely noticeable. The imperfections on the ceiling resembled faded scars.

Throughout the entire process, I had thought about my own transformation. I remembered the lessons I had learned. While I repaired cracks and holes, I reminded myself to be patient. As I climbed the ladder, I took one step at a time. In the heat, I stayed balanced. I took care of myself- spirit, body and mind.

I glanced at the dining room. It hadn’t been painted yet. There were cracks and holes in the walls. Paint had been peeling. I took a deep breath. I knew how to make the transformation happen- bit by bit, piece by piece, one small change at a time.

"Silent Voices of the Soul"- Book Excerpt

Letting Go


I couldn’t wait to remove the rug from the staircase. It was worn and dirty; I didn’t like looking at it. I wanted to tear it off fast and carry it to the road. My chore held symbolic significance. An old rug didn’t belong in the new life I was in the process of creating. Footprints reminded me of the past. I had allowed others to “walk” all over me.

John helped me get the project started. He ripped the rug away from the bottom step. Together, we lifted it up and pulled it off the staircase a little at a time. The rug was heavy and cumbersome. More than once I had to put it down. I had to give my arms a rest before I could pick it up again.

Eventually, we dragged the rug out of the house and left it by the road.

I thought my job was done. But when we went back inside to admire the “new” stairs, John pointed something out to me. Hundreds of staples had been left behind. They blended in with the woodwork so I didn’t see them at first. He demonstrated how to remove them.

I had to be patient with the process. I could only work on one staple at a time. First, I lifted it with a screwdriver. Then I removed it with a pair of pliers. Sometimes a staple would come out easily. Sometimes it would break while I was trying to release it. Sometimes it was so firmly imbedded in the wood that I had to take it out with a special tool.

There were no shortcuts. There was no way to expedite the transformation. If I tried to speed things up, something would happen to slow me down. Spirit reminded me to take my time.

When I removed a staple in one step instead of two, I ended up gouging the wood. When I attempted to pull one out with my fingers, I stabbed myself. When I tried to move forward too quickly, I tripped.

The process was slow. It took nearly a week to finish the project. Patience, energy and time were required to make it happen. Whenever I removed a staple from the staircase, I acknowledged my progress. I celebrated my success. To me, each staple represented something from my past that had held me in place: an unhealthy thought, a negative perception, a limited way of looking at life… I had let go of many things that no longer served me.

My work had been completed. I walked up the stairs, silently congratulating myself on a job well done. The old rug was gone, so were the staples that had held it down. Light was shining on the staircase; there were no footprints to see.

I was on my way to the second floor, when my sock caught itself on a staple.
“Not so fast, Spirit whispered, not so fast.”