Posts Tagged ‘11:11’

11/11 One-Day Flash Sale

Happy 11/11! Happy Veterans Day!

On 11/7, I felt led to post about Repeat Numbers, Signs and Manifestation. I never know why inspiration strikes. I just follow the guidance when signs and synchronicities lead the way. Today, they’re pointing towards a $111 and $1111 sale from 11:11 a.m. EST on 11/11/18 until 11:11 a.m. EST on Monday, 11/12.

$111 40-Minute Intuitive Session (any variety)

Save $66 off the usual rate, as well as $22 or $11 off November 2018 Monthly Specials. You may purchase these for yourself, or as gift certificates for someone else. Please contact me to sign up. Offer expires at 11:11 a.m. EST (same as NYC) on 11/12/18.

$1111 Manifestation Bundle

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7 one-hour intuitive/coaching sessions (value $1554)

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The 7 hours of intuitive/coaching sessions can cover medical intuition, soul readings, astrology, life path, property readings, life coaching, transition strategies, career support, past-life readings, or any other service detailed here. These 7 hours can be used in half-hour, 40-minute, 45-minute, or hour session increments.

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(Package expires 12/31/2020.)

Save $639 with bundled services. Offer valid for one day only: 11:11 a.m. EST 11/11/18 thru Monday 11/12/18 at 11:11 a.m. Please contact me here to sign up.

 

Repeat Numbers, Signs and Manifestation

So many clients book sessions after seeing number sequences, signs and other synchronicities. They want to know if they’re “crazy” for believing in things not yet seen based on repeat numbers, dreams or coincidences. I usually say something like, “No, you’re not crazy, but interpretation is key. Let’s explore.” I include here the most frequent number “meanings” I encounter, based on 17 years as a medical intuitive and synchronicity guide. Individual results can vary, as the whole picture remains important, but this list will give you a good start:

Repeating 1’s tell you to watch your thoughts because you’re in a manifestation gateway. If you like your thoughts, great! If the 111’s occur with negative thoughts, explore your fears to see if making adjustments now will troubleshoot and strengthen the overall feeling of your intention. If you seek liberation, joy, or success, lean into those feelings as primary rather than any details you can’t logically work out. Align your thoughts with the way you want to feel, since your feelings about something = your lived experience. The details will sort themselves. 11:11 says things are moving in the direction of your thoughts. Make sure those thoughts align with what you hope to feel! Affirmation: “I use the power of my mind to delight my soul.” Continue reading

Portals, Numbers and Falling Doors

I’m not entirely sure what to make of today’s post, but third time’s the charm, so I decided to share some of the strange goings on with portals, energies and falling doors at Faery Hof. The synchronicities have been over the top, as have the recent collective energies, which we are all processing in our own ways. I know David and I are in a period of major shift as we wind up our time in Goshen, and I know these painted portal doors are powerful. They always work, often very fast, and are coded for specific results as well as the highest good of all involved, not just human-centric.

Each door contains a personal prayer, as well as a collective offering. I’ve had some of them for nearly seven years, but I painted most in 2010, during my nine months in my ninth floor tower apartment two blocks from Lake Michigan in Hyde Park, Chicago after my divorce and subsequent return to the Midwest following a nine year stint moving around the most beautiful locations of the Pacific Northwest, Southwest, and Northern and Central California. Yes, lots of nines! Landing in that apartment was its own layered and seemingly destined event. If interested, you can read about my Chicago Moving Story and the Mother Lode of Doors here, but it’s enough to know about the nines and that the apartment I was directly led to by dreams, intuitive instructions and synchronicity just happened to be right under an attic full of doors that had been waiting there for five years per the new building owners’ instructions that their purpose would someday reveal itself.

I recently mentioned how I’m in a nine year on multiple levels of my astrological chart, nine being the number of the Hermit. Nine also features prominently in our address, but I won’t post those details here. In addition to the Hermit, nine is associated with Odin’s nine nights on the tree, as described in Odin’s Rune Song, which details how he hung on “the windswept tree” for “nine full nights,” sacrificing himself to himself until he noticed the Runes scattered below him. From his fasting, solitude and upside down perspective, he suddenly made sense of the Runes, spontaneously understanding them and claiming their wisdom and powerful energy as his own.

Anyway, there’s some background on the doors. They’re powerful, intriguing to visitors and blog readers, and they’ve done their job, usually with powerful synchronicities and changes. Until recently, though, they’ve existed in the background. They haven’t moved of their own accord, and I always considered them symbolic doors, painted spells, and/or energy portals to preferred realities. I don’t know if it’s the potent energies of 2016, the increased energies emanating from my garden, or an amplification of major inner transformation literally moving solid reality, but recently, these doors have begun to move.

On April 19, 2016, in a post called “Sync Winks and Faery Portals,” I shared a bizarre (even for me) experience with Door Number 17 ~ Elen of the Ways. The post itself contains an intertwined series of synchronicities and a strange “fall” down our steps in the wee hours of the morning. It’s long and involved, but to summarize briefly, instead of falling straight down the steps, I somehow pivoted in midair and literally flew into the door to left below:

Faery Door 444.jpg

The door you see to the right is the one in front of our steps. In order to “fly” into the white door — designed as a portal into Faerie, as well as a prayer for “sustainable sovereignty” in our world –I was somehow carried and turned so that I landed by body slamming the door almost as though walking through the doorway, but it was solid. Miraculously, I received no injuries.

I had just been wondering, “Where will we move when we’re finally done our time in Goshen?” I know I’ve got a contract with this land, and David and I had earlier been discussing how I might as well just continue to dive into the gardens here until I’ve completed the transformation. I had forgotten a message from 2014 that I am opening a faery portal here with all the land healing, flowers, trees and sacred work I do on these two yards. Around the same time, I received a vision of David and me as very, very old people, sitting happily by a fire in what feels like Ireland but might be the actual faery realm. This has remained a steady vision of mine for years now, popping up when least expected, but I wasn’t thinking about it at all [that night].

Anyway, after asking that question, I floated/body slammed into a faery door with the address at the top of 444.

I eventually went back to bed, tossing and turning for awhile and then finally sleeping just long enough to awaken at 4:44 a.m., about 21 minutes before David’s alarm was due to go off. Note the address on Door Number 17: 444. You can read the synchronous story of that door’s creation by clicking here, but I didn’t notice the 444 sync wink until several more synchronicities prompted me to take a photo of it to share in [the April 19th post]. If I explain all the synchronicities, including a photo of me from March 2016 and a Wild Wisdom of the Faery Oracle card, today’s post will never get to the most recent events, so for now, please just note my strange intersection with a 444 door and then happening to look at the clock at 4:44 a.m. as the next clock time I saw:

According to Doreen Virtue’s Angel Numbers 101 book, “444 means that the angels are with you. It’s a comforting reminder from heaven, reassuring you that your prayers have been heard and answered, and that you are being helped, watched over, and protected by God’s angels.” The bottom quote of this 444 door offers Rumi’s quote: “Love says, ‘There is a way. I have traveled it thousands of times.'”

Fast Forward to Summer Solstice 2016, when another door dramatically reaffirmed its presence by toppling over right after I opened our curtains. Note that I did not actually touch the door when I opened the curtains, and I have done that same act without incident for over two years since we first hung those curtains. Door Number 6 ~ Freya and Frigga,Door Number 6 ~ Freya and Frigga, a door featuring goddesses involved with reweaving destiny … a door that originally hijacked my creative process and inserted itself ahead of Door Number 7 ~ The Lovers …this 1111 portal door on which I had been painting the golden sun drop tears when an intuitive voice told me to go join Facebook right then and there, an action that directly led to my meeting and eventually getting together with David after a fractal of absurd and mind boggling synchronicities … this door …

Frigga and Freya

…crashed down of its own accord on Summer Solstice 2016:

Summer Solstice door

Again, no damage to me or the door, but it certainly caught my attention! Tania and I had been texting about intensities happening with her beloved and magical rabbit companion, who was very ill, and we sensed very close to transitioning. The falling portal door seemed like the end of an era, but also the opening on a new one. Joy passed the next day.

In addition to the Full Moon on Solstice and the potency surrounding Joy’s shift, which revealed enormous growth and peace for Tania, I found it interesting that this door crashed down/”broke on through to the OtherSide” right after I had been doing some massive work around a pivotal event in my childhood. Synchronously, my mom’s house –the house where this still not fully understood cosmic, future setting event happened –also sold right at Solstice. The quote on the front of the door reads, “There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.” ~ Graham Green.

The back of the door, revealed by the fall, features … Odin’s Rune Song! (Yes, all those nines are still at it … and the 1111 door fell at 8:11 or 9:11. I honestly cannot remember which at this time. Either way, we have an 1111 door falling at the 11th minute and if 9:11, then we have another 11 when we add the digits.) The back of the door also has some Hebrew on it, which I don’t recall painting, but which an Orthodox Jewish friend of mine traced to a VERY obscure announcement of liberation. The bottom panel has a chant to the Goddess in her many forms.

Anyway, that was Summer Solstice 2016. I did not feel led to post about that falling door until two nights ago, Door Number 7 ~ The Lovers moved almost of its own accord. I say “almost,” because I did somehow manage to catch a blanket on the door and, tugging it, apparently pulled the door down on top of me while in bed. I have never caught a blanket or pillow before, and I really don’t know how that happened this time, but somehow it did. This is the heaviest of all the doors, so I positioned it so that if it ever did fall, it would not hit my head. I don’t need anymore head injuries! We usually stack extra throw pillows and blankets on the stool next to the door, which you can see below:

Lovers door

Note the 222 address, as well as the fact that this door got a January 2015 update of the red panel that now reads “Gaia” and includes the Celtic symbols “Wheel of Being” and “Destiny Knot” that represent harmony and a reweaving of destiny. The bottom quote reads: “Between God and the soul, there is no between.” ~ Julian of Norwich.

Apparently, between Lovers Door and body, there is also no between, and I’ve got the bruise to prove it:

bruise from the lovers door

As gruesome as that looks, I feel no pain in my arm unless someone really pushes the bruise. Despite my yank of the mysteriously caught blanket, the door seemed to fall in slow motion. I definitely felt it land, as the bruise reveals; however, like other experiences of my life that could have (by all rational accounts should have) resulted in very serious injury, this falling door did not crash anywhere near as hard as it could have. After waking David to help me lift it off me (it did not even make a noise as it “crashed”), I went downstairs to get some homeopathic arnica to take internally along with the external gel I had already applied. The clock downstairs read 2:22. So, here we have a third odd experience with a door, followed by seeing the door’s address echoed in the next glance at a clock.

According to Doreen Virtue’s Angel Numbers 101, angel message of 222 means “Trust that everything is working out exactly as it’s supposed to, with Divine blessings for everyone involved. Let go and have faith.” Um, okay, then! All those things I’ve set in motion and sensed moving behind the scenes — are apparently moving.

Also interesting is that as soon as the door fell and while I waited for David to wake up, I began hearing the mantra painted on the back of the door ~ a mantra invoking “the divine manifestations of the sacred union of masculine and feminine properties.”David and I have been experiencing positive recalibrations of many things in recent months, including a deeper balance and strengthening of the masculine and feminine qualities in ourselves and with each other. I know others — including my faery twin soul sister Tania and her Dave — who have felt the same uptick in mutual creation, focus, support, shared experiences, partnership and manifestation.

As with the story of my first “fall” into the 444 door, followed by seeing 4:44 on the clock and then having over the top synchronicities directly involving and mentioning portal doors, yesterday, David and I just happened to watch “The Adjustment Bureau,” a movie that just happens to feature main character named “David,” major synchronicities, deepening love, and … portal doors!

All I can say is that the doors have my attention. I will continue to take seriously the “Gatekeeper” and “Invitation to Faery” cards I keep pulling from Wild Wisdom of the Faery Oracle, both about portals, and I will continue to listen to the Four of Swords card (need for meditation/retreat) and the Moon (intuition, “stay on your path for safety”) cards I frequently pull from the Tarot. “The Adjustment Bureau” offers a great deal of insight into the concepts of Destiny, path, free will, portals and the ability of Love to alter reality. Plenty to continue pondering in my nine year at Faery Hof, Haus Am See and the gardens.

Happy Full Moon, Blessed Be … and be the blessing!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

11/11 and Full Moon Energies

Just a quick note to confirm that if you’re finding late yesterday and today extremely intense, synchronous and clarifying, welcome to the club.

Last night, I received messages from three different people within the span of about 10 minutes — each indicating that they had either broken up with a significant other with an incompatible worldview and spiritual path, or that they had realized in no uncertain terms they would need to make massive shifts in the relationship, as the split between old and new is becoming too strong to ignore or resist. I heard similar stories from people last week, but the synchronicity of three such messages all at once really underscored these energies of shining light on the murky places and needing to act on the information gleaned.  Today I’ve continued holding space for and solidarity with someone standing up to abusive legal actions following an abusive marriage. There’s a definite “Enough is enough” vibe today — coming from a deep, holy place of reclamation.

The planet herself seems to have received and passed along an infusion of strength, clarity and courage. We need these energies now, because we have much to shift, levy and reclaim. I continue to send love and compassion to all of you. Thank you for being here now. Thank you for allowing yourself to receive the beauty, freedom and grace available for you. Change, like so many other things, is an inside job. Let’s reclaim our power to influence in which direction that change moves. Much love, Laura

Sacred Geometry, 11:11, Disclosure, Free Energy: THAT’s What I’m Talkin’ About!

I am so excited for this movie to be released on 11/11/11! Thrive: What On Earth Will It Take features interviews with many of today’s top researchers, thinkers, visionaries and credible people who have experienced ET or UFO phenomena. Even the trailer linked here describes the Flower of Life being burned into ancient stone. You’ll see visions of crop circles in other Sacred Geometric forms, as well as hear how free energy could and would revolutionize this world. Big Banks, Big Pharma, Big Oil? Big Buh-Bye.

In addition to Thrive: What On Earth Will It Take, I also recommend the movie, I AM: The Documentary. I saw this earlier this year, and it features a similarly inspiring message. Tom Shadyac, the movie director of Bruce Almighty, The Nutty Professor, and Ace Ventura had a life altering brain injury that led him to reject all the traditional trappings of Western success. In his search for meaning, he asked this world’s visionaries, inspirational teachers and scientists, “What’s wrong with this world, and what can we do about it?” I loved this movie! It was also, synchronously, the very first movie I saw in a theater since my own 1998 life-altering brain injury. My friend Jeanette spoke directly with Tom Shadyac and convinced him to bring this film to Madison. If you can find some way to watch it, please do.

I feel so encouraged that Hollywood has begun to embrace the concept of “Power To, Not Power Over.” As many of my blog readers and Facebook friends know, I believe this concept is key to the imminent LOVE-olution on this planet. Imagine a life beyond Big-everything. Imagine a life of oneness, in which the concept of thriving replaces the “need” to survive. Can you dig it? Will you bring it? I can, and I will! Please join me and the millions of others awakening on this planet and holding the space for something utterly beautiful and free. Much love!!!

Forgiveness, A Year and a Day, and Jubilee

First of all, Happy 1/11! 1/11/10 … I do love my 1’s and 11’s. Always have. When we were kids, our parents had one of those pre-digital flip clocks and whenever it said 11:11, the word Japan appeared. My sister and I used to stake out the clock every morning (and at night if we had a babysitter and could stay up that late). Whenever it flipped to 11:11, we would jump and dance and scream, “Yay! 11:11, party Japan! Party Japan!”

Well, it’s not 11:11, but even 1/11 offers a potent time for intending and manifesting. As such, I thought today would be great day to write about a theme that keeps arising in Intuitive Coaching sessions, namely “Forgiveness.” I’ve drawn the Rune of Forgiveness for more than one person this week, and the theme peeks through in other readings, too. With Mercury still Retrograde for a few more days, we have some nice, supportive energy for looking back. What better time to review and release those things that keep us tied to pasts and presents that no longer serve us?

Lines about forgiveness are some of the most widely translated ones of the Lord’s Prayer:

“Forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors.”

“Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.”

“Forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sin against us.”

What does it all mean? Debts, boundary violations, sins (literally “missing the mark”) … none of these situations feels good, and yet all too many of us continue to lug them around for years, even lifetimes! Forgiveness, or the lack thereof, forms the basis of 90% of the past life work I do. It’s a serious thing that can affect us on all levels — emotional, physical, spiritual and mental. The ongoing “need” to punish ourselves or others for perceived slights and misdeeds separates us more profoundly from bliss and oneness than any other single factor.

I guess that makes sense, considering the Creation myth about the Tree of Knowledge. Did anything actually change in Paradise after eating the fruit? Or did humans just start judging themselves? Whatever your cosmology or religion, forgiveness for “things done or left undone” provides a powerful catalyst to healing.

Traditionally, governments employed the idea of a “year and a day” during which time a sin or crime could be forgiven. If only we limited judgments to that short time period! A runaway serf also received his or her freedom after a year and a day, underscoring the freedom that comes from forgiveness and time.

But why take even that long? We live in accelerated times these days. Why waste anymore time in agony and judgment? I’ve always loved the word Jubilee and have lately become attracted to the concept. It began on February 22, 1300, when Pope Boniface VIII declared a holy year. He literally opened the doors to forgiveness, and any and all sins could be completely forgiven and resolved with Confession during that time. Originally intended as a once per century occurrence, Jubilees have happened more often, the most recent being in the year 2000 and 2008.

I personally would like to suggest a daily Jubilee, or, at the very least a 1/11 Jubilee. According to Doreen Virtue, 111 is a message from the angels:

“111 – Monitor your thoughts carefully, and be sure to only think about what you want, not what you don’t want. This sequence is a sign that there is a gate of opportunity opening up, and your thoughts are manifesting into form at record speeds. The 111 is like the bright light of a flash bulb. It means the universe has just taken a snapshot of your thoughts and is manifesting them into form. Are you pleased with what thoughts the universe has captured? If not, correct your thoughts (ask your angels to help you with this if you have difficulty controlling or monitoring your thoughts).”

So, let’s monitor our thoughts. Let’s create the kind of lives and experiences we want to create. The kind of lives we feel called to create, joyful to receive and share. Because we deserve it, and the world deserves it. Let your light so shine!

Namaste.

Prayer, Meditation and Healing Retreat

Perhaps it’s fitting that I’m listening to Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon while typing the first entry after a long hiatus. Indeed, I feel like I’m still on the Dark Side of the Moon, but so many people have privately written me for an update that I decided to post one here, mid-journey.

First of all: I am fine! Thank you all for your concern. I do appreciate it, but you don’t need to worry. Intense though it is, I have enjoyed my contemplation, journaling and daydreaming. Yes, I have still been offering Intuitive and Coaching Sessions during my blogging and newsletter break. Because I have spent the past month in deep prayer, meditation and personal healing, the sessions themselves have gone even deeper than usual.

So what have I been doing and why? Well, the short version is that something shifted for me when my computer crashed in Mendocino. Then I went on a Halloween Writer’s Retreat at Bodega Bay to kick off my participation in the 11th annual National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). The goal? Write 50,000 words of a novel during the month of November. After October’s research, I thought NaNoWriMo would help me plow through Schizandra and the Peruvian Jaguar (Book 2).

For two weeks, it did just that! I reached 21,700 words of multilayered text with tons of symbols, fun dialogue, intrigue … things seemed great. And then … I hit a wall. As an English Major, I’ve always had a bit of a pet peeve when a fictional work obviously contains things that should have remained in journal form. When my own personal processing began to infiltrate the novel, I opted to journal directly, thinking a page or two would get me back on track. Well, 30,000 words later, I have still not returned to Schizandra and the Peruvian Jaguar!

I have taken a massive inventory of my life, with some surprising realizations. For example, I always considered myself a “blissoholic” and have lived in a way that encourages much bliss. I do believe I enjoy one of the funnest, free-est, highest vibe lives of anyone I know. In journaling and recording dreams, though, I discovered something I already knew but had glossed over: at my core, I would choose peace over bliss, and in choosing peace, I arrive at a grounded sense of bliss.

Grounding has presented the biggest challenge to me over the years. From childhood onward I’ve had no problem connecting with other dimensions. The veil is thin! It seems, however, that every 11 years, my veil gets even thinner.

Like clockwork, ever since my grandfather died when I was 3 years old, this 11 year cycle has cracked open my brain and offered me a conscious choice of crossroads. My grandfather was the most significant relationship in my life at that time. He taught me how to draw, and I remember drawing with him for hours, choosing art and him over any other option. When he died, something in me broke. I became aware of life after death, and I sometimes communicated with him, or felt his presence in my life. Every time I painted or drew, I thought of him and honored him. Art and spirit intertwined in a very childlike way.

When I was 14, my mother went through a series of major health crises that forced me to care for my family. Simultaneously, the metaphysical world opened itself in another quantum leap way. The things I saw terrified me and drove me to lead a secret life. I became a public atheist, but privately, I felt acutely aware of God in every moment of every day. I walked alone at night in the rain and would feel love pour over me with the water; I became aware of a bubble of protection around me, kind of a soft glow of comfort and safety; I delved into philosophy and classical literature trying to learn the inner workings of the universe. I just did so privately. When I was 17, my first boyfriend was shocked and dismayed to find that his atheist girlfriend’s journal contained 500 pages of love letters to God!

I gradually found ways to integrate the intellectual and mystic, opting in college to study Art History (especially Sacred Geometry) and write my honors thesis on Angels in Paradise Lost. Things continued to unfold at a reasonably normal pace until six months prior to my 25th birthday — another 11 year cycle — when a travelling sales job gave me tons of alone time for meditation and self awareness. Three days before my 25th birthday, life presented me another crossroads. I knew which one to choose, but I lacked courage. I couldn’t lead the double life that worked throughout the past 11 years, but I did not have the courage to choose the path I knew I needed to walk.

What happened? Anyone who’s read If I Only Had a Brain Injury or watched Maximize Your Brain Function, knows I suffered a brain injury that afternoon while stopped at a red light. The injury catapulted me into a more openly mystical way of living because it destroyed my rational side for 3-4 years. Fewer people know that I recited a John Donne poem only hours before that accident. Preparing for my imminent move to a doctoral program in English Literature, I often read poetry aloud, but I read this particular poem as a prayer and with intent:

Holy Sonnet 14

Batter my heart, three-personed God; for you

As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;

That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend

Your force to break, blow, burn and make me new,

I, like an usurped town, to another due,

Labor to admit you, but O, to no end;

Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,

But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.

Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,

But am betrothed unto your enemy,

Divorce me, untie or break that knot again;

Take me to you, imprison me, for I,

Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,

Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

A potent poem … and not one I recommend reading as a prayer! Nonetheless, it worked. Life quickly forced me onto an openly commited spiritual path, which has led me to today. I asked and I received. So many blessings arose from that single prayer that I cannot even imagine my life without it. The ripple effects of my own commitment have touched more people than I know. I’ve written 3 books, trained Reiki Master Teachers, traveled the West’s spiritual locations, supported a husband through his own healing and spiritual journey, just as he supported me. When I look at the last 11 years, I see that life ramped up in a major way.

And yet, that 11 cycle has reared its head again: an ouroborus, the snake that swallows its own tail. I don’t know where this new cycle will take me, but I feel the beginnings of a major change. I keep imagining myself painting doors with Sacred Geometry symbols. A friend synchronously offered me some extra doors to paint, so I may get my wish very soon. Beyond that, I keep seeing 11:11’s, 111’s, 33’s, 3:33’s and 7:11’s … angel messages to continue on the path, wherever it may lead. I’ll keep you posted on my journey. If the other 11 year cycles provide any indication, things will definitely shift in positive but surprising ways. Synchronicity continues to play a starring role. Mid-shift I don’t know all the crossroads presenting themselves this time, but I remain watchfully aware and grateful for all the love and support from my husband, friends, family, fellow Reiki Master Teachers and clients. It’s a beautiful life we get to create together and individually!

Many Blessings and Much Gratitude, Laura