With No Such Thing As Time Or Place Where Does That Leave Us?

 

There is a time and place for all things

     But with no such thing as time
          Or place

               Where does that leave us?

     I’d like an answer to that

               Wouldn’t you?

Yes, I would, Spirit.

                    Then listen closely…

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If you were to take away
     All the limitations of time and space

               What would you have left?

         A coming together of the whole!

Time and place are simply
     A means of creating the illusion
          Of separation

One here,

     One there,

          Passage of time in movement
               From one to the other

     This is a falsehood
          Set out by the limits of our own creativity

Remove these concepts
     And we are all one
          Together,
               Without question

          How can there truly be anything else?

If this were true
     Then this notion of separation
          Must be a falsehood

     Without it
          There is no length of separation

               There simply is

                    No separation

And so,

     How can it be that you ache for someone?

          You must always be with them
               And they with you…

Reach out then
     And touch the beauty of that
          To your own heart

     You’ll find them there
          Those you ache to be near

          You’ll find them
               Simply
                    Sharing oneness

            And your very own heart

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    © Copyright 2017 All Rights Reserved Catherine ~ On Spirits’ Wings

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Between The Star Strewn Night Sky And Earth Below

Moonlight reflects
     On the back of
         Raven’s wings

An opening in the clouds
     Above this sacred tree

     Between the star strewn night sky
          And earth below

     A messenger in wait
                   No where yet to go

Preening jet black feathers
     Beak a comb
         
With precise meticulous care
              Silver moonlight
                  
Reflecting in those eyes

     Raise your head
         
And turn your gaze this way

     Adjust your wings
                    And listen to the night

For those who walk below your branches
         
     Seek illumination on their path

                    Be the one to lead the way
                         From branch
                             
To moonlit branch

 

 

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I dedicate this piece to Colm Maguire, who embodied the spirit of Raven, for me, in his sacred dance as healer in Divine light.

With deepest gratitude to you, in your work as humble witness to the Illumination that has occurred within my soul-self, under your loving care.

So blessed to call you friend.
Catherine ~

 © Copyright 2017 All Rights Reserved Catherine ~ On Spirits’ Wings

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Grandma Agnes Visits Katt During a Mediumship Circle

What an extraordinary gift to be a conduit for Agnes who chose to speak to her beloved Grand daughter Katt, through me, during a Mediumship Development Circle I attended recently. Nicole Powell is a gifted teacher and mentor and I wish to acknowledge her loving guidance in support of my developing abilities in this way.

As for Agnes’ visit, Katt has given me permission to share her Grandmother’s message with you, including the image of the very lacquer jewelry box Agnes presented to Katt in my vision to help identify herself during her visit.

In this interaction, Agnes describes an afternoon she shared with Katt who came to sit with Agnes while she was in hospital during her final days. Agnes was unable to speak to Katt at the time; she was resting in her physical self. But, Agnes wanted very much for Katt to know that in her spirit self, Agnes was not only free to laugh and dance with boundless joy but very much aware of Katt’s presence during her visits.

Thank you, Katt, for your willingness to share this message of hope with all of us.

With love,
Catherine ~

 

     I close my eyes and in my vision space. . .

I see a woman sitting up in a hospital bed

     The head of the bed is slightly raised
          A light blanket neatly folded back over her chest

She would prefer to imagine sitting up in a chair….
 

     She chooses to envision herself this way
         
Though truth be told she finds herself lying still

          “Are you listening?”
              
She asks me.

                    “I am here tonight”

 

Turning her focus to speak to Katt, this gentle woman whispers,

 

“I’d like to talk to you
     About the last time we spoke

That I could feel your hand
     Holding mine

          Though I was too weak to squeeze you tight

     That I could hear your voice
          Talking to me

               Though I was unable to speak

I see her there. . .

She looks neatly dressed (her imagining)
     Yet her reality shows her
           Arm stretched out across the blanket
              
Toward a younger woman (Katt)
                    Who gently lets the elder’s hand
                        
Rest in her upturned palm

Now,

     Placed where the two hands meet
         
This visitor shows me a rectangular box 

In spirit she is sitting up, looking at the younger woman
    
Smiling warmly

     She has placed the box purposely there
          As a connection between the two.

 The box looks black in my vision space
    
But I hear,
         
‘Red.’

                    Perhaps the box is red inside? 

I see the elder woman again
     Head raised slightly

She suggests that her body is still and un-moving

           “Like a stiff mask”

She says she is tired now. . .

      Too tired to want to expend energy animating her outer form

But she wants me to share these words and as she speaks I see her spirit      Joyfully rise up behind her body lying still on the bed,

     “I am free
          Behind the mask of this body

          I am free now
               To laugh
                    And dance

     I am no longer trapped
          Locked in one place
               Though you can’t hear me say so

 Know that

     Celebrate with me

               I am dancing in the light!

And I see you there
     Holding my hand
          Close to your heart (Metaphorically)

We are one
     You and I

               Dance with me!”

 

The spirit of this gentle soul
    
     Rises up behind her body
    
            As a young woman again

Brilliant smile

     Sparkling eyes 

               Basked in warm yellow light

Rising up!        

                                        Free!

 

“Let this be your truth
     That we are one
          With the joy of all eternity
               Well within our grasp
                    In heaven and on earth

Dance with me

     Let the world know
          There is no such thing as separation

Let’s live that way
     You and I
          We know each other well

And in that way
     Know the rhythm of time and space
          Runs in circles

There is life
     And then there is life
          One and the same

Let your eyes
     See the whole of it

               There you will find me!

Amen
     To your open, loving heart

     A gift to all
          On both sides of the veil”

~

 

Katt writes:

You beautiful soul!

The message is even more moving when written, than hearing it the first time, thank you for that gift!

Here are some images of the lacquer box my Grandmother shared.

 

(NB. I had imaged that this box was black on the outside, as this is how it appeared in my vision space. However, I was also given the word red, very clearly during the interaction. Both Katt, in her memory of the box, and myself, in hearing the word,  imagined there was red velvet inside. If you look closely, you will see Agnes was referring to the literal sea of red, both inside and outside the box, in the images there. Thank you, Agnes, for being so clear in your description of the box you had offered Katt in my vision, and that she still holds dear.)

Katt says:

My Grandmother’s name was Agnes. She was an incredibly intelligent woman; a teacher who worked full time at the Alberta School for the Deaf…very progressive for that day and age! She was a music prodigy––very gifted, and also taught piano. My Grandmother was an absolutely amazing, strong woman. Parkinson’s and arthritis locked her into her body, which took away the ability to play music, and in the end, crossing was the kindest thing that could have happened to her.

Love her very much!

Beautiful, powerful words Catherine.
Thank you so very much!

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Woodpecker Spirit Medicine in Honour of Annie Cat

 

Woodpecker sang to me recently. I am overjoyed and wanted to share the story with you.

Annie cat is 12 years old and recently diagnosed with serious kidney issues. She has been given a short life expectancy, sadly. Returning from the vet with this news prompted me to reach out to a friend who has supported me many times before with ailing pets.

Maryanne is an intuitive healer with a passion for animals. In addition to volunteering for 14 years at Wild Arc (a sanctuary for injured and abandoned wildlife) within the hospital and rehabilitation centre, Maryanne works in person or through Skype as a healer for companion animals.

Using muscle testing for Annie, with me as a conduit, Maryanne was able to piece together Annie’s life history, including insight into challenges that have deeply impacted her life from the period prior to her adoption with us where we found her at the pound. A number of homeopathic remedies and Pacific Essences® – natural and meditative essences, produced locally by Sabina Pettitt, Dr. TCM – (pacificessences.com) were indicated for a treatment plan which spoke to the physical and emotional issues Annie is dealing with; a fascinating process to be a part of. Notwithstanding all the love – it is difficult not to worry.

Enter lovely woodpecker!

I woke to woodpecker’s song, this week, and felt blessed to hear its cheery voice, then forgot about it. A little while later, I heard it again, then again, and again. Woodpeckers are usually fleeting visitors so as the morning wore on and the song continued I began to wonder if there might be a reason…. Looking up ‘woodpecker spirit medicine’ I discovered this message!

“Woodpeckers are good signs. They are symbols of … happiness and healing. If someone is sick in the household, or even dying…the woodpecker is a good sign that the person will get healed and well.”

Thank you beautiful healer and friend Maryanne. I so look forward to deepening my connection with you through our mutual love of animals. Thank you Annie, for reunited us, and to Spirit, for sending woodpecker love regarding Annie’s health and wellbeing.

Upon acknowledging woodpeckers medicine, Annie has begun eating, preening, and being her silly self again. She has gained a full two pounds. Hurray for woodpeckers joyful animal spirit medicine message!

If you would like to connect with Maryanne regarding a beloved pet, don’t hesitate to contact me and I will share her details with you.

With love,
Catherine ~

 

 

 

 

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Meditation. . . It’s About Feeding The Soul

In conversation with others on this notion of meditation, I hear comments like, “It doesn’t work for me,” “I can’t sit quietly,” “I’m too busy,” or even, “I have been researching how to do it properly but I find it hard to get into….” We can become so intent on doing things RIGHT, sometimes, that we limit ourselves to the point of full stop before we get started.

There are books that describe its virtues, cd’s with soft music, You Tube video’s at our fingertips, even classes offered by those, exceptional in their ability to lead others in glorious guided meditations. What a gift to find that teacher who resonates with us in this way. How blessed are we?

But what if we haven’t found the way into regular practice yet? What can we do? How do we get started?

This gentle guidance from Spirit on meditation begins with a loving little nudge in the ribs to all, reminding us not to take things quite so seriously, in the pursuit of ‘how to.’ The word ‘purity’, referring to that part of ourselves that wants so desperately to get things, ‘right’!

With love,
Catherine ~

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Purity

     It’s a delicate subject

          Let it flow…

I can always count on those
     Who trust the Source
          To come up with ridiculous ways
               To embarrass themselves

It’s the oddest thing

     But we try so hard
          To impress ourselves to do the right thing
               We forget how simple breathing can be

Breathe ~

     That’s as much complexity as it takes…

Meditation

     It comes in many forms

Pick what works for you
     And be sure to do it often

It’s a matter of dedicated service to your core light

     Let it shine
          In a way that makes your heart sing
               A peace filled song

Walk

     Write

          Ride

     Paint

          Garden

               Sing

          Wash your clothes

               Do a gig

                         What will it be for you?

          It’s about feeding your soul!

 

Would you like to know what I do?

YES, dear Spirit, I would!

I sing to the heavens

     I open my heart
          Lift up my voice
               And let the words flow like river water

It’s a beautiful feeling to share that way….
     No one hears it but me

          It’s fun that way

     Like a special gift of giving and receiving

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  © Copyright 2017 All Rights Reserved Catherine ~ On Spirits’ Wings

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What Are You Willing To Do To Step Forward Along Your Journey

          Come with me
               Into the unknown

Wishing for things
     And holding them in your hands
          Are two vastly different things
               When all is said and done

     And yet…

               Not so different after all

                    Can you see there are similarities?

Be the light
     That shines on the truth
          Of these fine words

We can want in a way
     That sets a tone
          For others to be in charge of our destiny

Or we can step right out
     Into our own free will
          And seek to fulfill our own wildest dreams
               With fortitude
          Knowing that without a willingness
               To see our desires through
                    There is less likelihood
                         Of them being truly fulfilled

We can ask each other this question

     What are you willing to do
          To step forward along your journey
               In a way that sets in motion
                    That which you desire most?

     What one thing comes to mind
          That sparks resonance in your heart
               No matter how seemingly small?

Grandiose gestures
     Are indeed just that
          Yet not necessary
               To achieve all that is
         

     The smallest gesture
          Can be just as grand
               With results which touch your heart
                    With just as much light

Continue along your path of hope
     Putting one foot in front of the other

And keep the highest good of all
     As the centre most import
          And you will see…

               You will see
                    A positive change
                         To your liking

Be that forward thinking
     Forward moving soul

     And watch the magic
          Begin to flow

     Amen
          To your traveling nature

               Nothing is holding you back

Be one with this truth
     And be a model for all who follow

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© Copyright 2017 All Rights Reserved Catherine ~ On Spirits’ Wings

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