What does your reflection say to you?

I can’t believe what happened today.  I was going about my business, running errands, grocery shopping, the usual weekly “to-do’s”.  After an hour and a half a Costco I was feeling a pit parched as I packed my car with boxes of food and miles of papertowels and toilet paper.  On my way home, I felt an urge to swing by a local deli/market and grab a water. 

As I approached the store, I saw man sitting at an outdoor table. One table, one chair, he wasn’t sitting in towards the table but had postioned himself with his back against the wall with the front of his body facing every individual that had decided to venture into the tiny store.  As lunch hour was in full roar, there were quite a few people coming in and out.  Most walking in with arms empty and walking out with arms full of sandwiches and drinks.  As I parked my car in the front of the store I was aware that he was asking each person that walked into the store if they had money to give.  Or atleast thats what it sounded like. 

The man was wearing an old brown canvas jacket and what looked like black sweats or jeans, he was covered in dirt, and his hair looked as though it hadn’t been washed or brushed in months.  He sat with one leg resting over the other leg, with the leg pulled up on the knee of the other leg,  he was picking at what appeared to be a pretty nasty sore on his ankle.  His socks were tinged gray and brown with only a small fold of what appeared to be white - cotton socks.  This man was down on his luck in my opinion.  I immediately began to feel empathy for him and thought that if he did ask me for something on my way into the store I would kindly offer him a sandwich or juice of his choice, he had a look of hunger, or atleast a yearning for something….

I grabbed my bag and keys and got out of my car. As I got closer the pungent foul smell of body odor whiffed past me.  I had to hold my breath for few seconds, actually I didn’t have a choice because it took my breath away.  I could not help but feel bad for this person.  I started to have thoughts – different viewpoints - quickly arguing back and forth inside my own head….”He needs help, no he’s probably gotten himself to this place by some choice of his, Nobody chooses to let themselves go like that, do they? He doesn’t seem to care about himself, he’s lost all sense of pride, he’s beyond help…Oh I could help him…Maybe I could give him food…”  Yes these honestly were thoughts that were racing around my head, there were more, some positive thougths, negative thoughts, judgements, empathetic pain, sadness for this man.  I’ve been in situations were I have been around folks who have been down on their luck, helping out at the soup kitchen, helping out families gathering food for those in need of food…collecting jackets for those who need them, sending coffee to our troops in Iraq. You get the idea, but don’t recall seeing those folks in their situations with thoughts of them being “wounded”. 

I have recently been working very hard on remaining in the now, releasing negative emotions and thoughts, keeping positive and trying to be and stay in a place of awareness but without judgement, basically staying in a ”good place” as often as posible, so when I saw this particular man it clearly struck a nerve I wasn’t aware I still hadn’t touched yet.

So whats the point you ask…Well, as I walked up to the storefront, this (will call him the ‘transient man’ ) transient man asked me if I could spare 85 cents.  I truly did not have any change or cash on me, only my debit card, I was apologetic and explained to him that I truly didn’t have any money on my body but I’d love to get him (purchase him) a soda or sandwhich.  I asked him if he was hungry and then asked him if he would like something to eat, a sandwhich or chips, whatever,  I would get it for him.  Without hesitation he looked up at me with the most amazing crystal ice blue eyes and an incredibly cranky tone and told me in no uncertain terms (from what I could understand from his mumbling) that he didn’t want food!  He didn’t want a soda! And lastly he said, “Look lady, I don’t want what you think I should have, I want 85 cents so I can have enough money to by me my pint of whiskey!”

I stood there for a second or two absolutely dumbfounded.  I was no longer in a place of observance, I was no longer judging him, but I was in a state of disbelief that I found myself a bit attached to an outcome, I was so sure that I was doing the right thing. Was I? I actually began to ask myself  “Should I go buy him his pint?”  Of course not, but who am I to decide what it was that he needed?

I walked into the store, grabbed what I wanted, paid the clerk, and as I was walking out of the door a tall, good looking man walked in and smiled toward me, he said “Apparently your soda wasnt’ good enough!”

So I have finally come to a place (several hours later) where I feel I can take the event or events of today and surrender them, letting them go…Some how the words “LET GO” are resonating with me and I’m commited to bringing my awarenessof todays events to a place called ”surrender”, a sense of detachment for in this lesson there is truth, there is spirit and there is love.  In a strange way I received a message from spirit, reminding me to let go, there was no need for me to become attached to this situation or its outcome…

Where does your ego lie?

Brightest Blessings

Wishing you a day filled with love, light and laughter…..and beauty!

Namaste!

Validation

I’m an Intuitive and an Empath.  Let me start off by saying that being a mother of three children I can relate to many different circumstances of feeling like someone has hit you upside the head with a “Negative” baseball bat.  Based on all of my education and experiences I learned straightaway how important it is to protect yourself from negative energies or entities particularly those given to us from friends or family.  And let me state that almost all of these so called gifts can come through as an intuitive hit or empathically making you feel like the negativity you suddenly seem to be carrying in your gut is your responsibility to work through.  So before you banish the dark clouds of energy, particularly if you feel that it is something that you have gained from a close friend or relative you may want to take a second or two to take a peak into this energy.   And here is why…

As a mother we are given special intuitive gifts, (also known as Mother’s Instinct), and some of those mothers maybe even be lucky enough to be the recipient of the gift known as Empathy.  What is intuition?  Intuition is the ability to feel, to know, two see and/or  to hear information from a source that some people may call spirit, higher-self, the creator or the “Gut”.  What is “Empathy”, “Empath” or “Empathic”?  Well it’s basically the ability to feel what somebody else is feeling , whether it be emotionally and physically and mentally or even spiritually.  We are given these abilities so that we mothers may tune into our children to get a sense of what is going on with them on a deeper level, when they are babies this intuition helps us to know whether our babies are hungry, tired or not feeling well, and as they get older this intuition alerts us when something is wrong with them physically or emotionally, or other.  We should feel blessed for this ability, even if it does make us crazy at times.  And if you’re a mom who can do both these things I think You should pat yourself on the back for being a mom that is able to relate to her children on such a deep level! 

When dealing with outside energies (Those energies that do not belong to you) and your abilities, before you dismiss them be sure that the information you are receiving (Even though you don’t like it) isn’t possibly information that you are being given to guide them, give them advice, or even stop them from doing something they shouldn’t or keeping them from a problem before They get into too deep of trouble.  To sum it up ~ To help your child from doing some thing stupid that may cause them or someone else  feet deep sense of pain.

How to protect yourself from negative energies or entities:  Start off Each morning with a quick prayer to Archangel Michael or whom ever you pray to or ask for help, to protect you from negative energies throughout your day.  And a quick prayer before you go to bed at night asking him to cut any cords that may have attached themselves to you during the day.

Wearing crystals such as Black Tourmaline, black obsidian, Amethyst, or Smokey quartz helps by naturally creating a vibrational change in your energy field by  which it  cleanses, purifies, and transforms dense energy into a lighter vibration. Use Black Tourmaline to help with electromagnetic smog (i.e. cell phones) and increase physical vitality. Black Tourmaline is a fantastic stone for grounding and protection, and aids in opening up the Root Chakra. Physically, Black Tourmaline is a purifying and detoxifying stone, helpful in cleansing the body. Smokey quartz is a great choice because it is self cleansing and absorbs negative energies while dispelling them, also know as self-preserving or self-cleansing so the only work with the crystal you have to do is to program it, which you should remember to do with all of your other crystals as well.  Programming the crystal infuses is it  with your intent (to heal, to purify, to be used only for positive intentions, etc. that you want to be applied to the crystal.  

A tried and true remedy is too take a bath in sea salt or Epsom salt with a few drops and lavender to clean away any negative energies.  You can add different  types of oils to the water depending upon what it is you are trying to accomplish (ie. Calming, invigorating, peace, waxing, waning, sleep, increase energy, etc.)  This can be done daily as needed.

The last and best solution that I can recommend for helping with almost any situation is to change your breathing.  Begin a series of three or four  diaphragmatic breaths, with each breath as you inhale bring in the intention ” healing, positive, love” and on the exhale, to the count of three, release the words “Negative Be-Gone!”  When you concentrate on breathing your mind, body or soul is unable to focus on anything else.  Try it and see for yourself!  A lot of people realize with this lesson that part of their problem all along has been that they have not been breathing properly hence creating a sensation of stress or an overall feeling of negativity throughout the body.  Controlling your breathing is another way of controlling your emotions.

If you need any further help with your situation feel free to e-mail me with your question at Michaele@healingintuitivegarden.com and I can send you an e-mail with information or  send you different links regarding information that will help for your particular issue, need or question.

 Wishing you a day filled with light , love and laughter !

Namaste

Take time to appreciate the little things

January 19, 2010

I know that there are days that happen to each and everyone of us that can only be explained as “unbelievable!”, and I don’t mean that in a positive tone.

I have learned a couple of things in life though, regardless of how bad our day has been, if we can keep our minds and our emotions on a calm, balanced level, things that can be construde as “bad hair days” can actually turn around.  If we can take a bad moment, the kind of moment that happens when the only word that wants to come out of your mouth is “bleep *^$$&* bleep ^*%##% bleep” (use your imagination to fill in the jumble and bleeps!) stop yourself and try to evaluate the situation.  I try rating on a level from 1 to 10, 1 being a fabulous terrific day can’t get much better kind of day and 10 being the worst day you can imagine…sorry don’t want to go there for fear of the Law of Attraction taking over….lol.

If you can rate it below a 6, you can probably turn it around, maybe not the event or situation but how youre looking at it.

My mother always used to say “Everything happens for a reason whether we want it to or not”.  She was right, but what she didn’t tell me that I have learned is that when things feel crappy, call upon your Archangels, your healing angels, your spirits guides or spirit friends to help you out, usually they will.  If there is a lesson in it for you to learn, great! But that doesn’t mean you have to suffer to learn it. 

The only lessons in life that I believe we have to go through for the only fact that we are human, is grief, losing something or someone.  Regardless of the level of pain, no matter how much it may hurt, no matter how long it may take you to get through it, before you begin to feel human again, the end result is a lesson that we have learned not just about grief, but also about love.  Generally it’s hard to grief for something or someone that you don’t care about.  It doesn’t touch your heart.  But with grief, when you lose someone you love by death, divorce, seperation or whatever reason it touches your heart and hurts in such a way that truly the only thing that can make it feel better is your decision to feel better, to heal, and to move on,,,time,,,it just takes time.  We can’t determine how much time it will take, for only our heart knows when it has truly healed.

So when things seem dark and your feeling down and out…try to see the positive, try to look at the good things that you do have, friends or family, a dog or cat, a good job or a nice car, or maybe something about yourself, it could be great hair or a beautiful smile…so look at what you have been blessed with, look at what you have completed and what is being done ….

Try to see yourself and your situation as clearly as possible for just a few moments without the emotional part of it, and see if it will shed some light on what may be making you feel so dark…

Wishing you a week filled with love, light and laughter!

Mich

What makes your heart grow!

January 16th, 2010

Just a quick blog, I promised myself I would start blogging everyday starting with the new year,,,ok, I know I started late, and I’m  two weeks and a day late…but I’m actually on “blog #2″  WoooooooHoooooooooooo!!!!!!!

So here is my New Year’s resolution in a more detailed fashion, actually more like a defined promise to myself, to blog, aka journal, my daily life each and every day. This as part of my growing/learning experience as I challenge myself to change for the better, to maintain a positive attitude to prove that the Law of Attraction Exists, to prove that asking your angels for help exists and to prove that there is something larger than us in this big beautiful world.

So my list of things to talk about…

• Experiences with Angels
• Experiences with Spirit Guides
• Law of Attraction ~ Does it really Exist? Yes!!!
• Changing for the Better, being a better person
• Something bigger than the both of us
  
• marriage is a big one
• how much my marriage has changed and evolved over the past 8 years.
• How my relationships around my marriage have changed, including those relationships with my children,,, that  ought to be a good one so stay tuned….
• My intuitive life, how far I’ve come, and what my future aspirations are surrounding that subject,
• My pets, the loss of two of beautiful fur babies, the grief is crushing and sometimes feels as if it is never ending.
• Meditation – What does it really look like for the average girl like me…
• Being a psychic medium, being intuitive, empathic
• Metaphysics
• My journey, starting back to school  to earn my PhD – Yeah for me! and AaaGggHhhh I’m scared!
• Music ~ what rocks your world, what rocks mine?
• Spirituality  ~ A mind set or a religion?

And it’s now 3:37 am in the morning and my husband is complaining about it and the fact that I’m a night owl and not a day person….

So goodnight for now….Love to all

Blessings, with light love and laughter to you this day and always.

Micha’ele

The attached video is of dolphins playing with silver colored rings which they have the ability to make under water to play with. It isn’t known how they learn this, or if they’re born with the ability.

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As if by magic, the dolphin does a quick flip of its head and a silver ring appears in front of its beak. The ring is a solid, donut shaped bubble about 2-ft across, yet it doesn’t rise to the surface of the water. It stands upright in the water like a magic doorway to an unseen dimension. The dolphin then pulls a small silver donut from the larger one. Looking at the twisting ring for one last time, a bite is taken from it, causing the small ring to collapse into thousands of tiny bubbles which head upward towards the water’s surface. After a few moments the dolphin creates another ring to play with. There also seems to be a separate mechanism for producing small rings, which a dolphin can accomplish by a quick flip of its head.

An explanation of how dolphins make these silver rings is that they are “air-core vortex rings”. Invisible, spinning vortices in the water are generated from the tip of a dolphin’s dorsal fin when it is moving rapidly and turning. When dolphins break the line, the ends are drawn together into a closed ring. The higher velocity fluid around the core of the vortex is at a lower pressure than the fluid circulating farther away. Air is injected into the rings via bubbles released from the dolphin’s blowhole. The energy of the water vortex is enough to keep the bubbles from rising for a few seconds of play time.

Approximately a year and a half ago, I woke up one morning to hearing three names. My spirit guides kept repeating them, the names will be changed to protect the innocent-lol) Carol, Howard and Jean. I began asking everyone I ran across that morning if they were related to Carol, Howard and Jean. Nope, Nope, Nope, so by the time I got to work I thought maybe I was just trying to drive myself nuts and just obsessing. Anyway, I walked into my shop, and “Pat” was at the front desk smiling away, wishing me a warm hello. Hello I said, and couldn’t help myself, in fact, it came out like word vomit. “Pat? Do you know a Carol, Howard and a Jean?” “Yes” Pat said. “Carol is my mother-in-law, Tom’s mom.” I said “Ok fine? And Howard and Jean have passed away right?”

“No” Pat said. “Howard is still alive, but Jean has passed” I couldn’t help myself, because the message I got that morning was very clear! Not to mention, I had no idea who these folks were! Carol was the daughter and Howard and Jean were her parents, and my message was that they were both passed and they were saying hello to Carol. I didn’t know what to say to Pat. All I knew is that the message I got and the information Pat gave me were different. I didn’t know what to say. I suddenly knew it, but I couldn’t say it. Jean was coming through not just to say Hi, but to help Howard cross over, it was his time, my message was a bit confused, I thought they were both passed, but Jean was on the other side waiting for her soul mate, Harold to cross over to her so that they could be together.

I asked Pat “Are you sure?” She looked at me like I was nuts! She didn’t really believe in all my “witchy-woo” stuff, but I knew what was about to happen, thank goodness the phone rang to distract us both from the conversation that neither one of us was comfortable with at that point.

Pat came to work the following day to tell me that Howard had crossed over the night before at dinner. The family was having there evening meal, and Howard took a breath and leant over his plate, yes, he was gone. Pat began to cry a bit as she shared the news with me, I felt choked up and all I could say to her was “I’m sorry”, but inside I felt almost a sense of relief, I knew it was going to happen.

“Remember yesterday morning when I asked you about Carol, Howard and Jean…?” She looked at me with a blank stare and suddenly looked as though she was about to pass out. Spirit doesn’t always give you exact details, times or what exactly will or did happen, but trust what you get, write it down, it could be hours, days, months, years,,,or even minutes in my case, but at some point it will all make senseto you, you (or I) will be validated. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gotten information and had no idea what to do with, who to give it to, or what the signs were for, because maybe I hadn’t been shown yet. Trust me when I say when I give a reading, it’s interactive. I just need to say that it’s not up to me to figure out the puzzle, they give me the pieces that will fit for you!

So bless you and your spirit guides, and may they help guide you along your path, may you be open to listen and to be open to their love.

Bright blessings to you.

How many times have you found yourself doubting your thoughts, not trusting?  I did that today, and then I began to remember….

I started reflecting today about something that happened about five and half years ago. It was a rainy day in December.  My daughter and her two friends were upstairs getting  ready to hang out at another friends house only a couple blocks down the street. 

I hate to use this story as an example, but this was truly the first time I had a lesson in trusting, trusting your guides and your angels, actually slap me in the face! 

So on this rainy day, as my daughter and her two friends started out the front door.  I actually heard a loud and authorative voice speak at me saying ”Take her keys away from her and give her your keys to the BMW.!”  I thought I was going crazy! I WAS HEARING VOICES. THEY LOCK PEOPLE UP FOR THAT.   And I also knew that my husband was going to KILL ME if anything happened to our car, if she got into a fender bender or blew a tire because she ran over a curb for the 101st time.  But I digress…

 My daughter only had her license for a month, and her dad gave her an old car so she wouldn’t have to drive ours ~ she was allowed to drive a 1984 Honda civic, it barely ran, the tires looked as though they only had one tread left, the inside of the car was completely falling apart.  I mean that literally!  It was beaten, and it definitely would not have passed a “safe car you can drive” award, in fact it would be the winner of the “scariest, most dangerous cars to be in when involved in an accident!” award.  But my husband bought it for her, it was only meant for her to drive to school and back, he was so thrilled to have been able to give her her first car, and she was excited to get one.

To give you an idea of how bad her car was…When I sat in the car and shut the door, pieces of the ceiling would begin falling all over, chunks of the roof and foam would float down, landing in my hair and in my lap.  But what the heck? I thought, as my husband handed her the keys to her first car.  She wasn’t sure, and neither was I, if she should be thankful or upset, but she smiled, gave him a hug and said a sincere thank you to him, she was genuinely thankful for the thought of her step dad getting her a car, what 16 year old doesn’t want a car to drive around in, but then there was the message that the poor decrepit car sent to both of us ~ DANGER DANGER WILL ROBINSON!  LOL

Anyway, it was a rainy day, it was like the second week in December. When I met my daughter and her two friends at the front entrance way of our home to hug her good bye before she drove off to enjoy her new exciting freedom with her two friends, on this particular stormy night. I wanted to tell them to stay home and a rent a movie, anything, just to keep them home.  I remember them talking about driving around to see the Christmas lights in town, so the nastalgic part of me gave in. 

It was about 7:30, maybe 8 pm, and it was dark outside.  As she bounced to the front door, I yelled out for her to wait, I ran out the door, and as I hugged her, I felt a feeling, and I needed to hug her again, and didn’t want to let go, and as I was wrapping my arms around her skinny little torso, I heard the voice, I still believe to this day that it was an angel.  It was an authoritative voice, similar to that voice that my dad (whom had passed away the year before) used when I was to heed his advice, and I couldn’t help but listen.  I told her to hold on, I went into the kitchen grabbed my purse and chased after her in the walkway outside, yelling to her to wait and come back in.  Usually she says something like “I’m OK mom, don’t worry” She didn’t, I saw her turn around, almost like a soldier, she walked up to me, didn’t say a word and looked at me like “What are you doing mom?”  I barely had to dig, it felt like someone was in my purse helping to hand me the keys to my car.  I handed them to her without a second thought and told her “It’s raining you know, so drive slow and be careful!”.  “I will” she said as she smiled, “I’m actually a bit nervous about driving in the dark in the rain, so don’t worry Mom, I’ll be cool”. She was so excited that she actually was being allowed to drive mom’s big black BMW.  She and her friends hopped in the car and off the went!

I went upstairs, looking forward to some quiet time to watch a movie. My husband was downstairs, beginning a hand of poker with about five other friends.  The poker game felt as if it were getting louder and louder, the guys were probably losing money, based on the shrieks of them that sounded like girls being pulled away from big sale at Neiman Marcus…”NO, NO, NO” they cried.  I’d hear pounding of fists on the table, and an occasional naughty remark of one to another commenting on each others skills of playing cards or just comments to throw them off their game.  Because it was getting so loud, I started getting cranky because I couldn’t hear my movie.  So I shut the bedroom door, turned up the TV, and grabbed the cordless phone and laid it next to me. 

It had to have been about 40 minutes after my daughter left the house, the card game was well on its way, based on the amount of open liquor containers on the kitchen counter and the stack of cash placed neetly in the middle of the table. 

The phone rang. I ran upstairs to get the phone, it was my daughters friend.  She was panicked and with a rush of energy exploded the words “We got in an accident, the car is totalled, your daughter is talking with a couple of guys that were in the other car, and we’re waiting for the police and the ambulance.  What do we do?”  I told her to hold on that we would be there in a minute.  Her father was playing cards with my husband, so before I had a chance to run down stairs and tell my husband what had happened, she beat me to it.  She was talking with her dad on his cell phone, and it was fair to say that based on the look on my husbands face….he knew based on the conversation his friend was having with his daughter.  I then called my daughters cell phone, she picked up but sounded really shook up. She told me what happened, about the ambulance through the light and the sirens, the car behind the ambulance who hit her straight on like a “T”, did not have his lights on and was chasing the ambulance.  All my heart and my mouth could muster was “Are you alright?” “Yes,” she paused “a few bruises, my arm hurts, it hit the steering wheel, but “M” was on the passengers side were the car actually hit, she’s pretty sure she’s got whiplash and her arm is hurting her”.  I turned to my husband, and all he could muster to say was, “what’s the  bleeping, f&*%ing  car like?” ”Did she total it?”, “F&*%, F&*%, F&*%!”  He was pissed to say the least!

 I was so thankful that I handed my daughter the keys that nite, that I listened to my angels.  My daughter and her two friends would be dead today, maybe badly injured at best, if they had taken her car and not mine. 

I wanted to be angry at my husband though, for not asking about our daughter, and seeming to appear much more concerned about the car then the child.  But the next day, I realized that he had changed our insurance coverage the day before the accident from full to liability coverage only.  He wasn’t mad at her, he was mad at himself, maybe a bit at me for giving her the keys,,,,he was mad at himself for changing the insurance coverage, without talking it over with me, and the biggest reason - he went against his own angels “voice”. 

You live and you learn I guess! 

I’ve heard that voice a couple of other times since then, and I do exactly as it says!

You should too! I have never believed in Coincidences ~ there just aren’t any,,,every thing happens for a reason!

I began to get pulled in. I start to feel sypathy (good for me no empathy this time) I stopped, I began to hear the voice in my head stop, and there was stillness. I was calm, as if someone had turned the “You should definitely be angry button” on off. Amazing. I totally got it in that moment. I didn’t get drawn in to my daughter’s drama, and the I truly became aware.

Every page that I read in the book The New Earth, every web/podcast I saw of Echkarte Tolle and Oprah Winfrey discussing the book, every experience I have had in the past few weeks that I have applied the stillness method too…all the growth I have felt, the calmness and peace I felt in my life, the restlessness that disappeared….DAMNIT!

So I get that once you start you can’t turn back, say Echarte Tolle. But do I now start over? I’M PISSED, I’M ANGRY, HURT, DISAPOINTED, AFRAID, FEARFUL….ok, yeah, so I’m aware of it, but right now in this moment, when I should be sleeping, at 12:52 am, I want to back hand, bitch slap my daughter.

Did she think I wouldn’t notice? I realized her words were slurring, and she couldn’t look me directly in the eye. This has happened before, and after the law has been laid down, after everything I have ever said to her,,,,, about driving drunk…..DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT. How could she. I don’t know what to do right now. I told her that if she ever did it again I would never speak to her again. Ok, that may be a bit much, but she knew what I meant. I told her straight up tonight that I couldn’t believe she drove drunk. Her response to me,,,”I only had three beers”. ARE YOU FRICKEN KIDDING ME????????? Only 3 beers. One beer and I’m typsy turvy and can’t imagine taking the chance of getting behind the wheel of a car. So who do I blame, her birth father who was an addict (to everything, alcohol, drugs, sex, whatever), and pet myself on the top of the head and be a hipocrate and say well, it’s not really her fault, it’s genetic. What a joke. Or do I say she’s an alcoholic and needs to hit rock bottom before whe learns anything? Or do I play the tough love card and say to her what I really want to. Which is to stand my ground and follow through with what I said to her before,,,figure your shit out, get out of the house, sober up before you come back. I can’t stand it when your kids put you in these situations.

So for starters, I am telling her that she needs to go to an AA meeting, because she’s clearly lost perpective again of her drinking problem. And the worst and most important thing to be said, to be learned, and to be engraved in her eyelids,,,if you drink you dont’ drive because you will, it’s only an issue of when, kill or tragically wound someone else, Or yourself. Is it helping that her step dad goes out to softball the night before, puts down a few brewskies and then drives home….Great message to sent to your kids,,,I hate being the martyr but I don’t drink, maybe one drink at Christmas dinner and one on my birthday…
I hope that there aren’t to many other mothers out there that are having to go through this too. God bless!
Micha’ele

I will try to stay in the stillness in the “I am”, and look at her as part of me, part of the “I am”. I will not judge her, I love her unconditionally, and I know this is her lesson. It just hurts when it’s your own child to stand there and “Let it go, and let God”.