When in between residences a couple of years ago, my fiance Sage and I rented a little house -- it was cute on the outside, but a nightmare of dysfunctional plumbing and electrical on the inside. Especially the basement. Oh, the dreaded basement with its underground, wet-weather spring that would regularly flood the entire floor space leaving standing water often up to six inches deep from wall to wall. (I guess it goes without saying just how lame the landlord was, right?)
Underground springs tend to act as a conduit to the spirit world, and like many places with springs, this house was incredibly active with all kinds of spirits which led to my daughter to nickname it "House of Spirits" after one of her favorite books.
In addition to the electrical and plumbing problems that were never addressed or fixed, were some very treacherous basement steps. If you made it down the steps, at the bottom, unless you were the height of a gnome, you had to bend down to avoid smacking your head on the above beam, turn the corner, and hop over the standing water, all at the same time. (Boy, did we ever hate that basement.) Unfortunately, we had to go down there often to do laundry, and give the dogs a bath in the sink.
So, this one particular day I was headed down the stairs, holding my dog tightly in my arms rather than the handrail when I felt the bottom of my foot miss the step. I knew I was falling. I knew I was going to injure myself and my dog very badly. But, instantly I felt an invisible hand wrap around my ankle and steady my entire body weight. This being actually moved my foot up and over and placed it securely back on the step, and miraculously, I did not fall. It is one of those things, like many things in this house, that I still ponder over.
One of my less than pleasant memories of this house, was of one night as I was falling asleep next to an open window, I saw some teenage boys walking down the street in front of my house, and decided to close and lock the window as I picked up a bad vibe from them. In a few hours, I had one of the strangest experiences I've ever had, and hope I never have again.
I woke up suddenly when I felt what seemed like a person step up onto the bed next to me. The bed sunk in where the footprint would be. Then I felt more of them around me. And then I felt several entities trying to lift me up out of the bed! I think they were trying to levitate my body! It was awful. Their touch was like a horrible prickly electrical shock feeling, and I felt paralyzed for a moment. I fought to regain the hold on my own energy, and when I did, they released their grip. But, they stayed in the room for a long while, and all the things I usually do to evict unwanted spirits had no effect. I could feel these beings mocking me, and it was then I realized that these were astral projections of the teenage boys I saw earlier walking down my street. These boys had some very mischievous attachments that had connected to me psychically, and even though I closed the window to them physically, I was not effective in blocking them out astrally! When I finally got out of bed and turned on the light, they disappeared. Thank goodness they never came back.
While writing a paper on deceased spirits once, I decided to change the word 'deceased' to 'departed', and when I did, I felt the spirit of an old man who frequented the house pat me on top of my head, giving me his approval of the improved word!
There was also an older woman spirit in the house who would regularly stroke my hair as I was falling asleep. It was a nice gesture, but it still weirded me out, and I would tell her, "Don't touch me." But, clearly she would forget because it happened with some regularity. I'm glad I don't spook easily!
And back to the dreaded basement..... (speaking of not spooking out easily)..... a spirit entity got stuck in our basement. Both my fiance and I felt the weirdness of it's presence and could pinpoint where it was always located there. It felt horribly cold and prickly down there for about a month. I burned some sage which is known to clear negative energy and unwanted spirits. I put out bowls of salt water. I said prayers. But it became more persistent. One morning I was downstairs doing laundry, and when I would turn my back, I could feel it trying to chase me away. I felt it come up on me in a rather threatening way. I could also feel it rush at me when I'd start back up the steps. Anytime I would turn my back on it, it would come at me. Well, I had had enough. Not only was the basement itself a nightmare, but enough with this bothersome spirit, and I turned and confronted it!
I was scared and my heart was pounding, but I wasn't going to back down, and I was determined to tune in and SEE who this was. I instantly did see it, and I was surprised to see how small this spirit was! This was a little boy! He was a lot more scared of me than I was of him in the moment that I saw him, and it was clear that he knew he'd been 'caught'.
He looked to be about 12 years old, and he was completely bald, and very pale and pasty looking, clearly sick, and looked as if he had been a cancer patient. At that time, I was playing harp therapy for cancer patients, so I recognized all the physical clues of the disease in him.
I spoke to him. I explained to him that he needed to get out of my basement and go to his guides and angels, and to go towards the light. He instantly said to me that if they saw him, they would put him back in the hospital and that he was no longer willing to be tortured by the medical staff and treated like a pin cushion. He was running from anyone who said they would 'help' him because he had heard that over and over while in the hospital. He felt they had not helped him, and had only tortured him. It was quite sad to see how utterly fearful he was, even though he had crossed over.
I continued to talk to him, and within about twenty minutes I was able to convince him that his medical treatments were over, and that he was now free. I saw him turn and leave, and I saw what I believe were some of his family members who had been waiting for him, greet him, and escorted him out of my basement. The prickly cold feeling instantly melted away, and my basement was back to just its normal yuckiness.
One day while giving a reading to a woman who I did not personally know by phone, I felt the presence of her departed brother, and heard his name, which she confirmed. She laughed and said he is around her all the time, and she was able to hear him talking to her. At that moment, I watched while an empty coat hanger on the door in my line of vision slowly moved back and forth several times in a very unnatural way. There were no fans or open windows in the room, and nothing else moved. She laughed when I told her what was happening, and said, "That sounds like something he would do!" It's fascinating to me how a spirit can be in the room with me and my client several states away at the same time!
On one last note about the haunted rental house.... while sitting and watching television with Sage one evening, we both saw something in the adjoining room around the ceiling at the same exact moment because we both sat up and looked! We compared what we had seen. I saw what I thought at first was a bird or a shadow of a bird....a dark gray flying thing with flapping wings. It just suddenly appeard in the doorway and flew towards the corner and I expected to hear it land in a pile of papers on the desk and make noise, but there was no sound! He saw a white whispy energy originating in the same spot as the winged being, and it flew in the other direction and dissappeared. We checked the room out thoroughly, and there was nothing to be found.
There were also the things that scared my dog Trinity, and pinched the back of my arm if I stood in the doorway of the living room, and the friendly man who liked to sit on the bed and put his arm around me if I was there reading! And there was the entity who liked to sit on the bench behind my harp in the corner to wait for me to come play......the list goes on and on.........
I'm not sure where to end this blog, so I'll stop here and hope that you might add your comments about your spirit visitations. Come back soon...so many experiences, so little time .
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Saturday, September 12, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Butterflies, Birds, Feathers and Angels
I was at a festival one day, and a stranger who was in line beside me suddenly began to tell me that her sister had just died 2 days ago, and she broke down in tears. Before I could even think what to say to her, a beautiful yellow and black butterfly flew out of nowhere lit on her shoulder. She did not see it with her eyes so full of tears. I quietly nudged her and said, look on your shoulder!!
She looked down at this butterfly that was just sitting there, slowly flapping it's wings, not offering to fly away, not scared of us in the least. And she said, "Oh, isn't that pretty? I've seen a lot of butterflies recently," and went on talking about the loss of her sister.
She missed the fact that this WAS her sister who had apparently tried to contact her numerous times, but she kept missing it. I gently mentioned maybe it was a 'sign' from her sister, but she didn't connect the dots unfortunately.
Butterflies are one way the spirit world visits us and I've come to see that they are often sent to us from the other side, much in the same way we would send a greeting card to someone just to say "Hi, I'm thinking about you today."
Butterflies also appeared to one of my friends as a sign of comfort from her mother who died when my friend was only a teenager. They showed up repeatedly on her car windshield and window sills during the time of her divorce.
They also send or incarnate as birds. My grandmother who crossed over in 1986 has contacted me ever since that time through cardinals that come to look in the window at me, or chirp at me incessantly when I'm outside. I know it is her because when she was living it was her favorite bird, and in my favorite picture of her she is dressed in a red blouse and red pumps and had my Paw Paw take a photo of her on the porch in the snow, saying she was a 'red bird."
Angels often leave a white feather as a sign of love and protection. Many of my clients and I have found a single white feather beside our beds in the morning or other seemingly odd, random places that are signs that angels have been around us.
One of my friends told me the beautiful story of being pulled from a rising tide that would have drowned her as a child by a very large, powerful angel. This angel literally plucked her from the waves and gently dropped her on the shoreline. It was such an intense experience that she didn't have the nerve to talk about it until she became a middle aged adult!
One night while driving in a very dangerous rain storm during rush hour traffic, I talked to my angels non-stop to ask for protection. I was able to avoid one traffic accident after another during this two hour drive that should have only take one hour. I stopped at a Starbucks to calm my nerves, and then rushed back out in the rain to jump in my car to try to get where I was going. I backed out of the parking place, and my headlights shone on the car that had parked next to me while I was inside. The license plate read: "ARCHANGEL". It was raining and dark, and difficult to see inside, but the 'driver' appeared to be a young man in his late 20's of a medium build, and was sitting there reading a book alone in his car, but I know he was an incarnate angel. Had it not been pouring rain, I would've introduced myself and checked this out.
When I did get to my destination, the road was blocked and there was yet another serious accident right at the entrance. Had I arrived there even 5 minutes sooner, I most likely would have been involved in this accident which was a numerous car pileup. I knew I'd been protected by this Archangel. He let me know he was right beside me all the way, and even waited on me while I went into Starbucks!
Ahhh, the magic of the universe.
Read more about Tammy Stillwater at www.tammystillwater.com
Visit: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/tammys to order or download Tammy's CD Wings of Light: Harp Therapy for Body, Mind, Spirit.
She looked down at this butterfly that was just sitting there, slowly flapping it's wings, not offering to fly away, not scared of us in the least. And she said, "Oh, isn't that pretty? I've seen a lot of butterflies recently," and went on talking about the loss of her sister.
She missed the fact that this WAS her sister who had apparently tried to contact her numerous times, but she kept missing it. I gently mentioned maybe it was a 'sign' from her sister, but she didn't connect the dots unfortunately.
Butterflies are one way the spirit world visits us and I've come to see that they are often sent to us from the other side, much in the same way we would send a greeting card to someone just to say "Hi, I'm thinking about you today."
Butterflies also appeared to one of my friends as a sign of comfort from her mother who died when my friend was only a teenager. They showed up repeatedly on her car windshield and window sills during the time of her divorce.
They also send or incarnate as birds. My grandmother who crossed over in 1986 has contacted me ever since that time through cardinals that come to look in the window at me, or chirp at me incessantly when I'm outside. I know it is her because when she was living it was her favorite bird, and in my favorite picture of her she is dressed in a red blouse and red pumps and had my Paw Paw take a photo of her on the porch in the snow, saying she was a 'red bird."
Angels often leave a white feather as a sign of love and protection. Many of my clients and I have found a single white feather beside our beds in the morning or other seemingly odd, random places that are signs that angels have been around us.
One of my friends told me the beautiful story of being pulled from a rising tide that would have drowned her as a child by a very large, powerful angel. This angel literally plucked her from the waves and gently dropped her on the shoreline. It was such an intense experience that she didn't have the nerve to talk about it until she became a middle aged adult!
One night while driving in a very dangerous rain storm during rush hour traffic, I talked to my angels non-stop to ask for protection. I was able to avoid one traffic accident after another during this two hour drive that should have only take one hour. I stopped at a Starbucks to calm my nerves, and then rushed back out in the rain to jump in my car to try to get where I was going. I backed out of the parking place, and my headlights shone on the car that had parked next to me while I was inside. The license plate read: "ARCHANGEL". It was raining and dark, and difficult to see inside, but the 'driver' appeared to be a young man in his late 20's of a medium build, and was sitting there reading a book alone in his car, but I know he was an incarnate angel. Had it not been pouring rain, I would've introduced myself and checked this out.
When I did get to my destination, the road was blocked and there was yet another serious accident right at the entrance. Had I arrived there even 5 minutes sooner, I most likely would have been involved in this accident which was a numerous car pileup. I knew I'd been protected by this Archangel. He let me know he was right beside me all the way, and even waited on me while I went into Starbucks!
Ahhh, the magic of the universe.
Read more about Tammy Stillwater at www.tammystillwater.com
Visit: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/tammys to order or download Tammy's CD Wings of Light: Harp Therapy for Body, Mind, Spirit.
Friday, August 14, 2009
And They Come Here, Too
Once there was an amazing man named William Goodlett who I read about in a book called Aliens Among Us, a best seller written by Ruth Montgomery. Turns out he lived only 30 minutes from my home at that time in a town called Salem, Va. In the summer of 1989 I went to hear him speak about his astral travel and teletransporting experiences, and saw the paintings he did of his travels. And one thing he said that really stuck with me was "....and they come here, too."
And he proceeded to describe a couple of 'aliens' visiting in Salem, Va, that couldn't ride the bikes they were trying to ride, their feet falling off the pedals even though they were grown men, and spoke oddly, and he said, 'now those boys weren't from around here!"
Not too long before I visited with Mr. Goodlett I had a very odd experience with who I have come to call "Emily Angel" even though maybe I should call her "Emily Alien." I was driving on the Blue Ridge Parkway and felt compelled to pull off at what looked like a road, but turned out to be an overlook. A woman was out on the grass with a painting on an easel, with a beautiful collie with her, and was playing a portable stereo. I was fascinated because I also am a painter, my best friend who happened to be a collie had just died, and when I got close enough to hear her stereo, she was playing my favorite song!
Naturally I was drawn to introduce myself to her. After introducing herself as Emily, I asked where she lived and how she got up there on the parkway because there were no cars, and no way she could've walked there. It took three tries to get any reply as to how she got there, as if she didn't have an answer for that and finally she offered what sounded like a made-up reply about her husband dropping her off from a place that was almost 45 minutes away.
Then there was the fact that she was not painting even though holding a paintbrush, and she asked if the peanut butter sandwich I was eating was a pizza. She proceeded to speak prophetically about who I was, looked deeply into my eyes and told me that she had seen a lot of women and that I was 'special" and had a special purpose, making me very uncomfortable! All the while she was pushing the fast forward, rewind and play buttons every few seconds on her stereo. Clearly she wasn't from around here.
After a half hour of chatting with her, I got in my van to drive home. I wondered as I drove if I turned around and went back, if she would have just vanished, easel, collie, stereo and all without a trace as it all seemed like a set-up to lure me in for this message.
The '80's were a very metaphysically active time for me with many awakenings. Early one morning in 1987, I awakened to see a bright blue dot of light in the bedroom. The dot of light came towards me and faded, and dissappeared. Then it would appear again, in the same corner of the room, come near my face, and swirl into beautiful streaks of light, and then fade and dissapear.
After a few minutes repeating this, it swirled into two eyes, staring into my own. My heart pounded with fear, but I was fascinated and mesmerized, and so I kept watching. I found I could see the blue light with my eyes open or closed!
The blue light continued and it came back four more times that morning. First to show me the profile of an extraterrestrial, the ones with the large almond shaped eyes, and small mouths, but this face was only a sillouhette, and was shown to me on profile. Then it repeated and swirled into yet another E.T. on profile. Then the third time, as I was expecting yet another E.T., it turned into a human face on profile, much to my surprise. Then it seemed to stop.
I got up to get a drink of water, and hesitantly came back upstairs to my bedroom to try to get more sleep. I intentionally laid down facing the opposite side of the bed, hoping not to see it again, as I was quite shaken by this experience. I closed my eyes, and almost immediately the little blue dot of light appeared to me through closed eyes. I opened them, and it was still there, coming closer to my face once again. This time it swirled into the most beautiful thing I've seen to date.
It was a very small, perfectly shaped lotus flower shaped with the blue light and a very blinding white light edge around it. I watched as the lotus flower bloomed itself open, and at the same time turned into a mirror image of itself much like a reflection on water. It stayed in front of me for quite a while as I drank in the utter beauty of this little light formation that must have only been about three inches tall. Eventually it faded and the blue light did not come back that morning or for many years after that.
A week later, I received a catalog in the mail with a blue lotus flower floating on water with its reflection beneath it, and the title was "How to Contact Your Spirit Guides." I understood immediately that this had been a visitation from my Guides, my first contact with them. Yet,to this day, I do not completely understand the "alien, alien, human" formation they showed me prior to the lotus flower. I hope I get an answer to this someday.
To visit Tammy's website go to: www.tammystillwater.com
To get Tammy's CD Wings of Light: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/tammys
In reasearching William Goodlett for this blog, I found that someone else had blogged about this amazing man.
See: http://churchofufology-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/tales-of-space-traveler.html
And he proceeded to describe a couple of 'aliens' visiting in Salem, Va, that couldn't ride the bikes they were trying to ride, their feet falling off the pedals even though they were grown men, and spoke oddly, and he said, 'now those boys weren't from around here!"
Not too long before I visited with Mr. Goodlett I had a very odd experience with who I have come to call "Emily Angel" even though maybe I should call her "Emily Alien." I was driving on the Blue Ridge Parkway and felt compelled to pull off at what looked like a road, but turned out to be an overlook. A woman was out on the grass with a painting on an easel, with a beautiful collie with her, and was playing a portable stereo. I was fascinated because I also am a painter, my best friend who happened to be a collie had just died, and when I got close enough to hear her stereo, she was playing my favorite song!
Naturally I was drawn to introduce myself to her. After introducing herself as Emily, I asked where she lived and how she got up there on the parkway because there were no cars, and no way she could've walked there. It took three tries to get any reply as to how she got there, as if she didn't have an answer for that and finally she offered what sounded like a made-up reply about her husband dropping her off from a place that was almost 45 minutes away.
Then there was the fact that she was not painting even though holding a paintbrush, and she asked if the peanut butter sandwich I was eating was a pizza. She proceeded to speak prophetically about who I was, looked deeply into my eyes and told me that she had seen a lot of women and that I was 'special" and had a special purpose, making me very uncomfortable! All the while she was pushing the fast forward, rewind and play buttons every few seconds on her stereo. Clearly she wasn't from around here.
After a half hour of chatting with her, I got in my van to drive home. I wondered as I drove if I turned around and went back, if she would have just vanished, easel, collie, stereo and all without a trace as it all seemed like a set-up to lure me in for this message.
The '80's were a very metaphysically active time for me with many awakenings. Early one morning in 1987, I awakened to see a bright blue dot of light in the bedroom. The dot of light came towards me and faded, and dissappeared. Then it would appear again, in the same corner of the room, come near my face, and swirl into beautiful streaks of light, and then fade and dissapear.
After a few minutes repeating this, it swirled into two eyes, staring into my own. My heart pounded with fear, but I was fascinated and mesmerized, and so I kept watching. I found I could see the blue light with my eyes open or closed!
The blue light continued and it came back four more times that morning. First to show me the profile of an extraterrestrial, the ones with the large almond shaped eyes, and small mouths, but this face was only a sillouhette, and was shown to me on profile. Then it repeated and swirled into yet another E.T. on profile. Then the third time, as I was expecting yet another E.T., it turned into a human face on profile, much to my surprise. Then it seemed to stop.
I got up to get a drink of water, and hesitantly came back upstairs to my bedroom to try to get more sleep. I intentionally laid down facing the opposite side of the bed, hoping not to see it again, as I was quite shaken by this experience. I closed my eyes, and almost immediately the little blue dot of light appeared to me through closed eyes. I opened them, and it was still there, coming closer to my face once again. This time it swirled into the most beautiful thing I've seen to date.
It was a very small, perfectly shaped lotus flower shaped with the blue light and a very blinding white light edge around it. I watched as the lotus flower bloomed itself open, and at the same time turned into a mirror image of itself much like a reflection on water. It stayed in front of me for quite a while as I drank in the utter beauty of this little light formation that must have only been about three inches tall. Eventually it faded and the blue light did not come back that morning or for many years after that.
A week later, I received a catalog in the mail with a blue lotus flower floating on water with its reflection beneath it, and the title was "How to Contact Your Spirit Guides." I understood immediately that this had been a visitation from my Guides, my first contact with them. Yet,to this day, I do not completely understand the "alien, alien, human" formation they showed me prior to the lotus flower. I hope I get an answer to this someday.
To visit Tammy's website go to: www.tammystillwater.com
To get Tammy's CD Wings of Light: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/tammys
In reasearching William Goodlett for this blog, I found that someone else had blogged about this amazing man.
See: http://churchofufology-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/tales-of-space-traveler.html
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Pink Flying Cars
Yes, I wish I had one. I'd like to be able to fly as the crow flies across the path of least resistance, avoiding the aroma and noise of tractor trailers. When I was a little kid, I had psychic visions of the year of 2000. And in the year of 2000, I was driving a perfectly quiet, little PINK FLYING CAR that ran on nothing more than clean air! It was a beautiful little vehicle, much like something from the 1960's cartoon "The Jetson's." (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yjy-fnsmWR4 ) I was pretty sure we'd all be living more like the Jetson's by now, and I'm a little surprised and a lot dissappointed that we aren't.
So, since there are still no cute, pink air-run flying cars, I've decided to settle in on a cute, pink gas engine car - a Mini Cooper. Doing my Law of Attraction visualizations, meditations, and doing my best to get happy and stay in that vortex, I've been feeling 'as if' I'm already driving my cute pink Mini and it's FUN!
I met a friend for coffee Friday. She and I had an amazing and inspiring visit. During that time, I actually watched with my physical eyes (not my third eye), while her hands and forearms radiated a healing green light as she told me about a recent channeling she had done. Then later, I watched as her palms radiated that same green light...... I'd say she's a natural healer, wouldn't you?! I've never seen anything like it, and I felt extremely fortunate to witness this vibration she was emitting!
Apparently it is a pretty powerful thing when you get two people in their vortex's together at the same time. After I left this meeting, I drove down to get on I-40, in Friday traffic, which is quite congested through Winston-Salem. I was able to get on the entrance ramp with no traffic in sight, and then onto Hwy-52 (very busy at the I-40 intersection), again with not a single vehicle anywhere near me. (Not to brag, but thanks to Abraham's advice, I've gotten quite good at doing this traffic clearing thing on a regular basis!)
But, the part that astounded me, was that I was able to drive the entire 20 minutes home in what felt like a complete bubble! I could see a lot of traffic way ahead of me, and a lot of traffic way far behind me, but directly around me for about a half mile, mine was the ONLY car on the road for the entiretrip!!!
Now, here's where the pink car comes in. I arrived at the entrance of my subdivision which is located in a tiny little town where in if you blink as you drive by you've missed it. And as I'm pulling in, I see what I think is a PINK car pulling out. (Now, you realize how rare a pink car is, especially in this area which is quite partial to NASCAR racing and pickup trucks, right?) I pull my sunglasses up for a better look, and YES, this is indeed a solid pink car!!!!!
I was ecstatic! I remembered what Abraham said about 'indicators'. Indicators show up to let you know that you are in very close proximity to getting what you are trying to manifest. They show up to let you know you are on target, and to keep doing what you are doing because you are very close to having it. The odds of seeing a PINK car pulling out of MY subdivision at the very moment I was coming in, was not mere chance, was not a coincidence, but it was my indicator that I was in the vortex! I'm starting to never want to come out of my vortex for anyone or for any reason.
Now that I think of how powerful this afternoon with my friend turned out to be, I think I will trust the Universe more. I am going back to the manifesting I did as a child, and I'm going to start envisioning the PINK FLYING CAR that runs on nothing but CLEAN AIR once again! And I'll wait to see what happens because I know something's going to happen! :) I'm pretty sure there are no limits to what we can do, or have or be, and perhaps we adults, because we can get stuck around so many out-of-the-vortex people, leaders, politicians, teachers and such, have allowed our vibration to be held down and held back and stunted. We SHOULD'VE had pink flying cars by now, by golly, if we want them! And I want one!
As of this moment, I'm lifting all limited thinking, and leaving all the details up to the Universe!
Feel free to come back and read the results and share yours as well. Happy Manifesting!!
To read more about Tammy Stillwater: www.tammystillwater.com
To order Tammy's Harp Therapy CD: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/tammys
So, since there are still no cute, pink air-run flying cars, I've decided to settle in on a cute, pink gas engine car - a Mini Cooper. Doing my Law of Attraction visualizations, meditations, and doing my best to get happy and stay in that vortex, I've been feeling 'as if' I'm already driving my cute pink Mini and it's FUN!
I met a friend for coffee Friday. She and I had an amazing and inspiring visit. During that time, I actually watched with my physical eyes (not my third eye), while her hands and forearms radiated a healing green light as she told me about a recent channeling she had done. Then later, I watched as her palms radiated that same green light...... I'd say she's a natural healer, wouldn't you?! I've never seen anything like it, and I felt extremely fortunate to witness this vibration she was emitting!
Apparently it is a pretty powerful thing when you get two people in their vortex's together at the same time. After I left this meeting, I drove down to get on I-40, in Friday traffic, which is quite congested through Winston-Salem. I was able to get on the entrance ramp with no traffic in sight, and then onto Hwy-52 (very busy at the I-40 intersection), again with not a single vehicle anywhere near me. (Not to brag, but thanks to Abraham's advice, I've gotten quite good at doing this traffic clearing thing on a regular basis!)
But, the part that astounded me, was that I was able to drive the entire 20 minutes home in what felt like a complete bubble! I could see a lot of traffic way ahead of me, and a lot of traffic way far behind me, but directly around me for about a half mile, mine was the ONLY car on the road for the entiretrip!!!
Now, here's where the pink car comes in. I arrived at the entrance of my subdivision which is located in a tiny little town where in if you blink as you drive by you've missed it. And as I'm pulling in, I see what I think is a PINK car pulling out. (Now, you realize how rare a pink car is, especially in this area which is quite partial to NASCAR racing and pickup trucks, right?) I pull my sunglasses up for a better look, and YES, this is indeed a solid pink car!!!!!
I was ecstatic! I remembered what Abraham said about 'indicators'. Indicators show up to let you know that you are in very close proximity to getting what you are trying to manifest. They show up to let you know you are on target, and to keep doing what you are doing because you are very close to having it. The odds of seeing a PINK car pulling out of MY subdivision at the very moment I was coming in, was not mere chance, was not a coincidence, but it was my indicator that I was in the vortex! I'm starting to never want to come out of my vortex for anyone or for any reason.
Now that I think of how powerful this afternoon with my friend turned out to be, I think I will trust the Universe more. I am going back to the manifesting I did as a child, and I'm going to start envisioning the PINK FLYING CAR that runs on nothing but CLEAN AIR once again! And I'll wait to see what happens because I know something's going to happen! :) I'm pretty sure there are no limits to what we can do, or have or be, and perhaps we adults, because we can get stuck around so many out-of-the-vortex people, leaders, politicians, teachers and such, have allowed our vibration to be held down and held back and stunted. We SHOULD'VE had pink flying cars by now, by golly, if we want them! And I want one!
As of this moment, I'm lifting all limited thinking, and leaving all the details up to the Universe!
Feel free to come back and read the results and share yours as well. Happy Manifesting!!
To read more about Tammy Stillwater: www.tammystillwater.com
To order Tammy's Harp Therapy CD: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/tammys
Monday, July 6, 2009
Discover Your Resonant Tone and Get In Tune
When you play an instrument or listen to music, you know that certain notes, pitches and tones may feel good, indifferent, or sometimes irritating. But, do you know that you have your very own inner note and chord variation that is your signature sound? Do you know that you harmonize (or are a 'vibrational match') with your friends? What does your "resonant tone" say about you and your personality, and how can you put it to use?
As a CTHP (Certified Therapeutic Harp Therapy Practitioner) I have been fortunate to witness many first hand accounts of how certain pitches, tones, rhythms, non-rhythms, familiar and non-familiar music affects people, animals and situations.
Resonant tone is a fascinating subject and is one of the core elements taught by the International Harp Therapy Program (http://harprealm.com/pract.htm#nc), of which I am a graduate. The easiest way to explain resonant tone is to think of a glass sitting on a shelf and when you turn your stereo up to a certain volume during just the right song at just the right second, the glass will begin to visibly and audibly vibrate. This is because the tones were a match, and they vibrated together.
Some examples of how this vibrational match can be felt throughout your body and in specific parts of your body, are not only during your favorite song or during harp therapy, but also in the presence of a running motor and while standing in line listening to the beep of the cash register.
I have been trained to identify a person's resonant tone by listening to the pitch of his or her natural speaking voice which includes overtones that form a musical chord. Once it is identified, I would then chose to play music that is in a similar key. By matching my musical selections to a patient's inner sound, they begin to resonate with the harp, feeling a very pleasant and relaxing sensation. It is instantly noticeable to me because most people take a deep breath, smile and relax their shoulders almost instantly upon hearing their resonant tone.
Each note on the scale generally relates to a different energy center (also called a chakra). And a person's resonant tone will generally reflect certain personality traits. (See this wonderful diagram and more explanation at http://www.elivia.com/chakras.html)
For example, a person whose resonant tone is "G" often will be a warm, caring person who is a good communicator. A person with a resonant tone of "A" often will be introspective, highly intuitive, polite and will value solitude. People with a resonant tone of "C" are quite often friendly, outgoing, and uplifting.
Each note also corresponds to a general chord structure, and by listening very carefully it is possible to hear the chord a person's voice sings while talking! For example, you may be able to hear a major or a minor chord in your friend's voice. Upon further investigation, by matching voice inflection to the notes on a scale (easily done by using a harp or a piano), you may find that you and your friend have some matching notes. Even if you are a C and she is a G, the chord structure of C-G-C will make you a 'vibrational match'. You and she will resonate and harmonize which makes for a great relationship!
The opposite is true as well. You can probably think of someone whose voice grates on your nerves. It is most likely because of dissonant (non-harmonizing) notes! You will most likely find that this person's personality will also clash with yours.
Resonant tone and sound vibration when used properly can be very healing and create 'ease' but if abused can create dis-ease (such as loud repetitive sounds that may cause tension and even hearing loss).
While tuning my harp very quietly in the presence of a patient in a doctor's office waiting room, she complained that each time I hit a certain note, that her headache grew worse. I knew from my training that her headache was resonating with that note, and that it was hurting initially due to the energy blockage starting to break apart and thus would probably rid her of her headache if she would allow me to continue. I explained this to her, and she agreed to allow me to play a few songs that included a lot of use of this particular note. After the first selection, she looked surprised that it had indeed eased up. By the second song, she was smiling and in considerable less pain. But by the third song, not only was her headache gone, but she was crying! Thinking I'd done something wrong, I stopped. But, she let me know that she had an emotional ephipany that it was her pent up emotions that had created the headache in the first place. Her tears released the emotion and she explained this was the underlying reason for the headache she was seeing the doctor for that day! She couldn't wait to report to him that the harp music completely alleviated her headache. It was quite rewarding to see the amazing healing effects of the harp's vibrations.
What happens if you 'don't sound like yourself' or you feel 'off'? Just like and instrument, you are out of tune and off key!
You can bring yourself back into harmony by playing the note on an instrument, tuning fork or crystal bowl, humming the note during meditation, or by listening to a song that incorporates a lot of use of that note throughout.
My CD, Wings of Light incorporates each of the most common resonant tones and chord variations and is a wonderful tool for balancing the chakras and bringing people, animals and the molecules of spaces such as homes and offices into alignment. (http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys)
Being in tune and alignment, feeling harmonious with ourselves and those we love not only feels wonderful, but it creates a state of allowing and non-resistance which means doors open to our desires, we will intersect with other 'in tune' people and situations and opportunities for the fulfillment of the life we most want. When we are 'fine-tuned' synchronicity abounds, miracles happen, and we are in touch with the magic all around us.
To order Tammy's CD, Wings of Light, to assist with tuning and aligning, please visit: http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys.
To read more about Tammy Stillwater, CTHP, Harpist and Psychic, please visit: www.tammystillwater.com.
As a CTHP (Certified Therapeutic Harp Therapy Practitioner) I have been fortunate to witness many first hand accounts of how certain pitches, tones, rhythms, non-rhythms, familiar and non-familiar music affects people, animals and situations.
Resonant tone is a fascinating subject and is one of the core elements taught by the International Harp Therapy Program (http://harprealm.com/pract.htm#nc), of which I am a graduate. The easiest way to explain resonant tone is to think of a glass sitting on a shelf and when you turn your stereo up to a certain volume during just the right song at just the right second, the glass will begin to visibly and audibly vibrate. This is because the tones were a match, and they vibrated together.
Some examples of how this vibrational match can be felt throughout your body and in specific parts of your body, are not only during your favorite song or during harp therapy, but also in the presence of a running motor and while standing in line listening to the beep of the cash register.
I have been trained to identify a person's resonant tone by listening to the pitch of his or her natural speaking voice which includes overtones that form a musical chord. Once it is identified, I would then chose to play music that is in a similar key. By matching my musical selections to a patient's inner sound, they begin to resonate with the harp, feeling a very pleasant and relaxing sensation. It is instantly noticeable to me because most people take a deep breath, smile and relax their shoulders almost instantly upon hearing their resonant tone.
Each note on the scale generally relates to a different energy center (also called a chakra). And a person's resonant tone will generally reflect certain personality traits. (See this wonderful diagram and more explanation at http://www.elivia.com/chakras.html)
For example, a person whose resonant tone is "G" often will be a warm, caring person who is a good communicator. A person with a resonant tone of "A" often will be introspective, highly intuitive, polite and will value solitude. People with a resonant tone of "C" are quite often friendly, outgoing, and uplifting.
Each note also corresponds to a general chord structure, and by listening very carefully it is possible to hear the chord a person's voice sings while talking! For example, you may be able to hear a major or a minor chord in your friend's voice. Upon further investigation, by matching voice inflection to the notes on a scale (easily done by using a harp or a piano), you may find that you and your friend have some matching notes. Even if you are a C and she is a G, the chord structure of C-G-C will make you a 'vibrational match'. You and she will resonate and harmonize which makes for a great relationship!
The opposite is true as well. You can probably think of someone whose voice grates on your nerves. It is most likely because of dissonant (non-harmonizing) notes! You will most likely find that this person's personality will also clash with yours.
Resonant tone and sound vibration when used properly can be very healing and create 'ease' but if abused can create dis-ease (such as loud repetitive sounds that may cause tension and even hearing loss).
While tuning my harp very quietly in the presence of a patient in a doctor's office waiting room, she complained that each time I hit a certain note, that her headache grew worse. I knew from my training that her headache was resonating with that note, and that it was hurting initially due to the energy blockage starting to break apart and thus would probably rid her of her headache if she would allow me to continue. I explained this to her, and she agreed to allow me to play a few songs that included a lot of use of this particular note. After the first selection, she looked surprised that it had indeed eased up. By the second song, she was smiling and in considerable less pain. But by the third song, not only was her headache gone, but she was crying! Thinking I'd done something wrong, I stopped. But, she let me know that she had an emotional ephipany that it was her pent up emotions that had created the headache in the first place. Her tears released the emotion and she explained this was the underlying reason for the headache she was seeing the doctor for that day! She couldn't wait to report to him that the harp music completely alleviated her headache. It was quite rewarding to see the amazing healing effects of the harp's vibrations.
What happens if you 'don't sound like yourself' or you feel 'off'? Just like and instrument, you are out of tune and off key!
You can bring yourself back into harmony by playing the note on an instrument, tuning fork or crystal bowl, humming the note during meditation, or by listening to a song that incorporates a lot of use of that note throughout.
My CD, Wings of Light incorporates each of the most common resonant tones and chord variations and is a wonderful tool for balancing the chakras and bringing people, animals and the molecules of spaces such as homes and offices into alignment. (http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys)
Being in tune and alignment, feeling harmonious with ourselves and those we love not only feels wonderful, but it creates a state of allowing and non-resistance which means doors open to our desires, we will intersect with other 'in tune' people and situations and opportunities for the fulfillment of the life we most want. When we are 'fine-tuned' synchronicity abounds, miracles happen, and we are in touch with the magic all around us.
To order Tammy's CD, Wings of Light, to assist with tuning and aligning, please visit: http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys.
To read more about Tammy Stillwater, CTHP, Harpist and Psychic, please visit: www.tammystillwater.com.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
What's Up with Orbs?
You've seen them too, right? Big, little, different colors ...... little blobs or sparkles of light. They magically appear in our photographs. They show up as we are blinking our eyes and we catch a glimpse. We see them in our cars, while hiking, or while dreaming. What on earth are they? Where do they come from?
Just this past Christmas while encouraging Nathan the Pug, (he's sort of my 'grand-dog') to try out his new doggy car seat, we snapped some photos. Orbs. Orbs all around Nathan the Pug.
Once while staying in a cabin with my sweetie next to Smith Mountain Lake in Virginia, I walked outside to see the most intricate spider web I've ever seen. It had droplets of dew all over it that looked like diamonds in the sunlight. Took a photograph with my old 35mm. When the pictures came back--- guess what? ORBS.
I used to drive a big ol' Ford Van back in the 90's. My daughter who was around 8 years old would tell me she was playing with her 'light friends' while riding in the back seat. Uh huh, I would say mindlessly. She'd tell me the beautiful colors they came in, and how they would play with her, dancing around, keeping her occupied on the drive up to Hoot Owl Hollow, my place in Floyd, VA. Even though I was a psychically aware mom, I thought she had a good imagination.
So one day I walked up the stairs into her bedroom to see her touching her foot back and forth on the floor. I said, "Are you making up a new dance?" And she said casually, "No, I'm just playing with my light friends." I looked down at her pointed toe. An orb! This particular orb was a little larger than a quarter, and looked like a flat disk of green light with a pink rim around the outside. When she would touch it with her toe, it would jump a few inches over, and she would touch it again, and it would hop another few inches.
I asked her casually, "Oh, what does your little light friend look like?" She said, while continuing to play with it, "It's green with some pink around the edge."
At this point, I said, "I see it too." She stopped what she was doing and looked up at my face in amazement. We laughed for a moment and then looked back at the floor. But then she said, "Oh, it's gone." She looked up at me sadly at first, and then her face lit up in surprise and she said, "Mom! It's sitting on your shoulder!!" and pointed at it. I looked where she was pointing, and the little green and pink orb was perched on my left shoulder, and as soon as I looked at it, it vanished!
While in Vermont on vacation, my fiance, Sage, was outside one night and suddenly came running up to the window of the room I was sitting in, knocked on the window and excitedly said, "Tammy, you've got to come out here right away, hurry!" I dropped what I was doing, and went outside. It was very dark and we were staying in a vacation house surrounded by woods. I said, "What is it?" He pointed to the back of the house, and said breathlessly, "I just saw a ball of silvery-white light, a little bigger than a softball, moving almost in slow motion, and it went over those treetops there and I guess it has dissappeared. I don't know what it was!" We watched for this ball of light for a long time that night, or another one like it, nothing more appeared much to our dissappointment (and somewhat to our relief!).
What about when orbs aren't orb-shaped? What if something looks like orb material but is a different shape -- such as wings? Are they still in the orb family, whatever that is? I've seen wings of light, and thus the title for my CD called "Wings of Light" (http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys) Some of the wings I have seen have been connected to angels which one night opened the ceiling of my bedroom to expose the stars and invited me to come join them. Why was I too scared to do so, I ask myself now? My fear made me lose sight of them and they faded, dissappeared and the ceiling filled back in.
I have seen pink-tinted white wings of light over my beautiful fox glove flowers that I'm sure were fairies. I have seen thousands of tiny wings of light and sparkles that I knew were nature spirits while flying on a plane into Colorado. I saw the same type of nature spirits in the fog (one of the easiest places to see orbs, lights and spirits) in a bird sanctuary in Vermont. And I see sparkles around people, animals, books and things quite often as well. Sometimes a sparkle seems to show up when I or someone I'm talking to has an epiphany.
Many times before falling asleep at night, I watch blue lights swirling on the ceiling. Have you seen those? Amorah Quan Yin, author of many books about the Pleiadians, mentions them in her Pleiadian Workbook. (http://www.amorahquanyin.com/) I used to see just a small section of swirling blue lights, but since focusing so much on vibrational alignment thanks to the Abraham-Hicks work, I am now seeing the entire room full of the swirling blue light. You can see something very similar to this blue light in the children's movie "The Last Mimzy" which is one of the most divinely inspired movies I've ever seen. Here is a clip that specifically shows the blue light I am speaking of. It's a great representation. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzW-oEy9KEw&feature=related)
So, what exactly are these orbs? And what do they mean?
Someone asked Abraham (www.Abraham-Hicks.com) what orbs are. Abraham said that they are our interpretation of vibration and seem to fit with what it is we are thinking and feeling at the time we see them.
My most recent orb experience was in my dream state. I have been trying to get out of body, float and fly during my astral time. That night I dreamed that I was a body of light. My head and hands were visible, but the rest of me was just a trailing light. I was floating and it was free and fun. I was floating over to these beautiful hot pink orbs that were larger than basketballs. One by one, I would pick them up with my hands, and float with the orb over to the other side of whereever I was to put them on a shelf. The orbs stayed in place even though the 'shelves' were invisible.
I know I haven't seen the end of orbs, nor have I even seen the beginning. I love the magical, hopeful feeling the orbs always give me. I don't pretend to have great comprehension of what they are, but I do greatly appreciate how much their surprise presence has enriched my experience. Feel free to comment below on your orb experiences and thank you for sharing in mine.
Note (added June 23, '09): I did a reading this week in which I was looking for unborn children around a client, and I saw two white orbs which represented two children. I've often called these types of orbs "baby lights". It dawned on me, that sometimes, the orbs that show up in photographs are future babies waiting to be conceived! Isn't that exciting?
To read more about Tammy Stillwater please visit: www.tammystillwater.com
To order Tammy's CD, "Wings of Light - Harp Therapy for Mind, Body and Soul", just listed among the Top Selling New Age/Celtic CD's on cdbaby.com, please visit: http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys
Just this past Christmas while encouraging Nathan the Pug, (he's sort of my 'grand-dog') to try out his new doggy car seat, we snapped some photos. Orbs. Orbs all around Nathan the Pug.
Once while staying in a cabin with my sweetie next to Smith Mountain Lake in Virginia, I walked outside to see the most intricate spider web I've ever seen. It had droplets of dew all over it that looked like diamonds in the sunlight. Took a photograph with my old 35mm. When the pictures came back--- guess what? ORBS.
I used to drive a big ol' Ford Van back in the 90's. My daughter who was around 8 years old would tell me she was playing with her 'light friends' while riding in the back seat. Uh huh, I would say mindlessly. She'd tell me the beautiful colors they came in, and how they would play with her, dancing around, keeping her occupied on the drive up to Hoot Owl Hollow, my place in Floyd, VA. Even though I was a psychically aware mom, I thought she had a good imagination.
So one day I walked up the stairs into her bedroom to see her touching her foot back and forth on the floor. I said, "Are you making up a new dance?" And she said casually, "No, I'm just playing with my light friends." I looked down at her pointed toe. An orb! This particular orb was a little larger than a quarter, and looked like a flat disk of green light with a pink rim around the outside. When she would touch it with her toe, it would jump a few inches over, and she would touch it again, and it would hop another few inches.
I asked her casually, "Oh, what does your little light friend look like?" She said, while continuing to play with it, "It's green with some pink around the edge."
At this point, I said, "I see it too." She stopped what she was doing and looked up at my face in amazement. We laughed for a moment and then looked back at the floor. But then she said, "Oh, it's gone." She looked up at me sadly at first, and then her face lit up in surprise and she said, "Mom! It's sitting on your shoulder!!" and pointed at it. I looked where she was pointing, and the little green and pink orb was perched on my left shoulder, and as soon as I looked at it, it vanished!
While in Vermont on vacation, my fiance, Sage, was outside one night and suddenly came running up to the window of the room I was sitting in, knocked on the window and excitedly said, "Tammy, you've got to come out here right away, hurry!" I dropped what I was doing, and went outside. It was very dark and we were staying in a vacation house surrounded by woods. I said, "What is it?" He pointed to the back of the house, and said breathlessly, "I just saw a ball of silvery-white light, a little bigger than a softball, moving almost in slow motion, and it went over those treetops there and I guess it has dissappeared. I don't know what it was!" We watched for this ball of light for a long time that night, or another one like it, nothing more appeared much to our dissappointment (and somewhat to our relief!).
What about when orbs aren't orb-shaped? What if something looks like orb material but is a different shape -- such as wings? Are they still in the orb family, whatever that is? I've seen wings of light, and thus the title for my CD called "Wings of Light" (http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys) Some of the wings I have seen have been connected to angels which one night opened the ceiling of my bedroom to expose the stars and invited me to come join them. Why was I too scared to do so, I ask myself now? My fear made me lose sight of them and they faded, dissappeared and the ceiling filled back in.
I have seen pink-tinted white wings of light over my beautiful fox glove flowers that I'm sure were fairies. I have seen thousands of tiny wings of light and sparkles that I knew were nature spirits while flying on a plane into Colorado. I saw the same type of nature spirits in the fog (one of the easiest places to see orbs, lights and spirits) in a bird sanctuary in Vermont. And I see sparkles around people, animals, books and things quite often as well. Sometimes a sparkle seems to show up when I or someone I'm talking to has an epiphany.
Many times before falling asleep at night, I watch blue lights swirling on the ceiling. Have you seen those? Amorah Quan Yin, author of many books about the Pleiadians, mentions them in her Pleiadian Workbook. (http://www.amorahquanyin.com/) I used to see just a small section of swirling blue lights, but since focusing so much on vibrational alignment thanks to the Abraham-Hicks work, I am now seeing the entire room full of the swirling blue light. You can see something very similar to this blue light in the children's movie "The Last Mimzy" which is one of the most divinely inspired movies I've ever seen. Here is a clip that specifically shows the blue light I am speaking of. It's a great representation. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzW-oEy9KEw&feature=related)
So, what exactly are these orbs? And what do they mean?
Someone asked Abraham (www.Abraham-Hicks.com) what orbs are. Abraham said that they are our interpretation of vibration and seem to fit with what it is we are thinking and feeling at the time we see them.
My most recent orb experience was in my dream state. I have been trying to get out of body, float and fly during my astral time. That night I dreamed that I was a body of light. My head and hands were visible, but the rest of me was just a trailing light. I was floating and it was free and fun. I was floating over to these beautiful hot pink orbs that were larger than basketballs. One by one, I would pick them up with my hands, and float with the orb over to the other side of whereever I was to put them on a shelf. The orbs stayed in place even though the 'shelves' were invisible.
I know I haven't seen the end of orbs, nor have I even seen the beginning. I love the magical, hopeful feeling the orbs always give me. I don't pretend to have great comprehension of what they are, but I do greatly appreciate how much their surprise presence has enriched my experience. Feel free to comment below on your orb experiences and thank you for sharing in mine.
Note (added June 23, '09): I did a reading this week in which I was looking for unborn children around a client, and I saw two white orbs which represented two children. I've often called these types of orbs "baby lights". It dawned on me, that sometimes, the orbs that show up in photographs are future babies waiting to be conceived! Isn't that exciting?
To read more about Tammy Stillwater please visit: www.tammystillwater.com
To order Tammy's CD, "Wings of Light - Harp Therapy for Mind, Body and Soul", just listed among the Top Selling New Age/Celtic CD's on cdbaby.com, please visit: http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys
My New Harp and the Law of Attraction
A while back I was in the market for a good used pedal harp. Intentionally trying to work with the Law of Attraction, I would often walk through my living room and visualize in my mind how the used pedal harp would look, and every time, the vision I was trying to create would turn to a NEW pedal harp. This clairvoyant vision was quite clear -- this was a Lyon and Healy Grand Petite in a rare ebony color, which is the color I most wanted, but assumed I would not find in a used affordable model.
This vision came to me for over a year before a turn of events made it possible for me to get exactly the harp I wanted, at a price I could afford, new, not used, and in the beautiful ebony color I had most wanted. Did I see it coming, or did I create that through LOA?
This awesome turn of events included me finding out I could buy the new harp at a discount; finding buyers for my two celtic harps within a week of posting ads in a lagging economy wherein few people were buying harps to begin with; finding out the Lyon and Healy Harp Factory (http://www.lyonhealy.com/index.htm)
actually had in stock the style and color of harp I wanted and so they could ship it immediately; and having it pass the inspection of the harp buyer, all within a matter of a week. (It is interesting to note that some harpists wait six months or longer to get the harp they order.) This harp was clearly meant to be mine.
My daughter (also a harpist - see www.ncharp.com) and I planned to go together to pick it up when it arrived (being the sentimental ones that we are, not to mention harps are big and heavy to move by oneself). In the meantime, she had accepted a gig on the following day. After she accepted that gig, we found out that the shipment date had been pushed to the next day, the very same day and time as the gig she had just accepted and could not change! It was in the the opposite direction, so it was impossible for her to go with me, since she lives an hour away to begin with.
Why oh why had this not gone the way the rest of the harp buying experience had gone? I wondered where I'd gone wrong with visualizing and aligning! We were both a little distraught....buying a harp is such a momentous time, and one that we really wanted to share together!
I called the trucking company to find out if it could be delivered a day early. They said no. There was no changing the date or time. So, I sadly gave in, and decided to just go by myself and pick it up as best I could. I sat down to mapquest the directions.
The directions, ironically enough, took me in a completely different direction than I thought the trucking company was in, and it turns out that the harp gig my daughter had just been scheduled to play was only ONE MILE from the trucking company, and the time of her gig was within ONE HOUR of when my beautiful harp was scheduled to arrive on the dock! Odder than all this, she is rarely offered gigs during the middle of the week and during the middle of the day, and never in the town of Kernersville, NC! Suddenly it all became clear....the events had all been prearranged and had fallen into place so that she and I could not only be together for this occasion, but so that she could drive up to get the harp with me and make money at the same time. There could not have been a better outcome than this!
When we arrived at the trucking company and signed for the harp and waited for someone to bring it down to our car on a fork lift, we became a little apprehensive. What if they weren't careful? What if they wouldn't help us take it out of the wooden crate, could we do it? Once again, things lined up perfectly. The man driving the fork lift was also a musician, and understood the delicacy of instruments and thus was extra careful. He opened the crate for us with the utmost of care, and actually shared in our excitement when we first saw the new harp!
Due to the wonderful work of Abraham-Hicks (www.abraham-hicks.com) I've have come to understand how if we 'line up with our desires' then they come to us. If we 'allow' what we want to come into our experience, then it comes. When there is no resistance around us and what we want, it unfolds effortlessly.
To visit Tammy Stillwater's website go to:
www.tammystillwater.com
To find out more about Tammy's Harp Therapy CD, Wings of Light, please visit: http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys
This vision came to me for over a year before a turn of events made it possible for me to get exactly the harp I wanted, at a price I could afford, new, not used, and in the beautiful ebony color I had most wanted. Did I see it coming, or did I create that through LOA?
This awesome turn of events included me finding out I could buy the new harp at a discount; finding buyers for my two celtic harps within a week of posting ads in a lagging economy wherein few people were buying harps to begin with; finding out the Lyon and Healy Harp Factory (http://www.lyonhealy.com/index.htm)
actually had in stock the style and color of harp I wanted and so they could ship it immediately; and having it pass the inspection of the harp buyer, all within a matter of a week. (It is interesting to note that some harpists wait six months or longer to get the harp they order.) This harp was clearly meant to be mine.
My daughter (also a harpist - see www.ncharp.com) and I planned to go together to pick it up when it arrived (being the sentimental ones that we are, not to mention harps are big and heavy to move by oneself). In the meantime, she had accepted a gig on the following day. After she accepted that gig, we found out that the shipment date had been pushed to the next day, the very same day and time as the gig she had just accepted and could not change! It was in the the opposite direction, so it was impossible for her to go with me, since she lives an hour away to begin with.
Why oh why had this not gone the way the rest of the harp buying experience had gone? I wondered where I'd gone wrong with visualizing and aligning! We were both a little distraught....buying a harp is such a momentous time, and one that we really wanted to share together!
I called the trucking company to find out if it could be delivered a day early. They said no. There was no changing the date or time. So, I sadly gave in, and decided to just go by myself and pick it up as best I could. I sat down to mapquest the directions.
The directions, ironically enough, took me in a completely different direction than I thought the trucking company was in, and it turns out that the harp gig my daughter had just been scheduled to play was only ONE MILE from the trucking company, and the time of her gig was within ONE HOUR of when my beautiful harp was scheduled to arrive on the dock! Odder than all this, she is rarely offered gigs during the middle of the week and during the middle of the day, and never in the town of Kernersville, NC! Suddenly it all became clear....the events had all been prearranged and had fallen into place so that she and I could not only be together for this occasion, but so that she could drive up to get the harp with me and make money at the same time. There could not have been a better outcome than this!
When we arrived at the trucking company and signed for the harp and waited for someone to bring it down to our car on a fork lift, we became a little apprehensive. What if they weren't careful? What if they wouldn't help us take it out of the wooden crate, could we do it? Once again, things lined up perfectly. The man driving the fork lift was also a musician, and understood the delicacy of instruments and thus was extra careful. He opened the crate for us with the utmost of care, and actually shared in our excitement when we first saw the new harp!
Due to the wonderful work of Abraham-Hicks (www.abraham-hicks.com) I've have come to understand how if we 'line up with our desires' then they come to us. If we 'allow' what we want to come into our experience, then it comes. When there is no resistance around us and what we want, it unfolds effortlessly.
To visit Tammy Stillwater's website go to:
www.tammystillwater.com
To find out more about Tammy's Harp Therapy CD, Wings of Light, please visit: http://cdbaby.com/cd/tammys
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