Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Moonlight: Offering a Lotus Flower

Moonlight: Offering a Lotus Flower: "Offering a Lotus Flower Michele Nappi I recognize the Buddha in the one that is a pedophile. I recognize the Buddha in the one who murder..."

Offering a Lotus Flower

Offering a Lotus Flower
Michele Nappi

I recognize the Buddha in the one that is a pedophile. I recognize the Buddha in the one who murdered my sister. If  I do not, I cannot see the Buddha in me.

I did not come to this conclusion lightly. I would not have been able to say this at a different time in my life. It has been through much soul searching and learning that I can say this now, at this time in my life.

Vital life-force energy, feelings and insights are often buried under misconceptions about the nature of reality. How much energy does this take from the human body? What form does it take? When we squelch our inner light - our true heart - what are the repercussions? Disease. Anxiety. Depression, among other forms of taught-thoughts that linger for a lifetime within our minds, creating distorted images within our bodies.

It only takes one thought to turn things around.

When we send and/or receive energy sent by ourselves or another with the intention of healing, what does that mean if the body then heals? Are we that energy already and is the thought a vibration that is recognized by the spirit-body and then utilized? What if the material body does not heal? Is this not choice? We consider animals not human. Humans not animals. Humans are animals; mammals. What if the energy you sent is to a plant, the earth, a dog, cat or another pet? They too, recognize the energy sent and have free will in their conclusion as to what to do with this energy.

We are all familiar with some of the taught-thought conclusions we may have gathered along the way from childhood, before we knew there were a multitude of thoughts we could hold to our hearts and keep locked up in our minds. For example, "It is weak if I need help and accept it; I don't deserve happiness and love; being responsible means I will lose my freedom; I should be able to speak in front of a large group of people and if I cannot, I am not enough." The Buddha says to watch out for that second arrow. When we choose a thought that pierces our heart, we generally follow this first arrow with another.

When such misconceptions are then brought forward from the past life into the present moment, particularly when they are unconscious, we surrender our physical, spiritual and emotional freedom to forces beyond our awareness. When we are joyful our body is light. When we are in the suffering of separation, our bodies are of lower vibration, welcoming colds, flues, the decompositon of organs and such.

Your past life is the last breath you took. The breath you are inhaling is the now moment.

The effect of this loss of freedom of living from the heart in the now moment, creates devastating deep-seated unhappiness and profound loss of spirit. We feel separate. Not enough. Alone. Weak. When we feel this way about ourselves and others it does not take long to figure out where our unease of being here now comes from.

The greater consciousness dwells within every human soul. The spirit resides within each of us. The Buddha nature we seek is what and who we already are. Imagine that. You are and always have been what you have been looking for, as your spirit-self. Offering the self a lotus flower; a greeting of compassion, may be the first step towards blossoming into the being you have always been, yet kept hidden from yourself.

http://blip.tv/pvom/suffering-in-ourselves-suffering-in-other-question-and-answer-session-5412902

http://blip.tv/pvom/i-know-you-suffer-5416429

Monday, July 18, 2011

Moonlight: Separation or Togetherness

Moonlight: Separation or Togetherness: "You have created a certain program for yourself through your thoughts. There is a much greater reason that you are experiencing what you a..."

Separation or Togetherness

You have created a certain program for yourself through your thoughts.

There is a much greater reason that you are experiencing what you are experiencing. You are in charge of this. You are learning things about yourself on a much greater level. Please 'be' compassionate with yourself. Your thoughts about how the world 'should' be are separating you from the experience of what is in front of you. Are you spending time with anger, fear, anxiety or yourself, your loved ones? When we spend time with negative emotions we create separation. We are each in charge of what we creat in our minds. It is not up to someone, something else to decide for us. This too, creates the idea of separateness when we choose to think it is up to something else to 'make us' feel cared about, create our safety net, and so on.


When we choose to see in others, what we would look down upon, this choice creates a separation within self.

You have created a certain program for yourself through your thoughts. For example if you were to say "...but if I let him/her down I will die for it." How will this serve you or a loved one? Turn that energy around. You can do it! You may be at this time, telling yourself you are weak and separated - ONLY IF YOU BELIEVE IT. What you believe in becomes your reality. Fear or love/compassion.

During our time of learning our spirit-self works with us. We sometimes do feel separate so we can produce the mirror-effect to see ourselves through. That does NOT mean that this is THE truth. It may be A truth. THE truth is that you are loved beyond measure.

What cover do any of us offer ourselves when we create a war within ourselves?

Anyone who aspires to be their spiritual self, no matter how brilliant, can never attain knowledge on his own for the trying of it. This is because we experience the humanity of the mind. We know what we know. Our emotions assist us in clinging to what we have been taught-thought to recall. We are each sentimental about our taught-thoughts even as we choose to not like them.


When we live in the past or the future, instead of the present moment, we can only know what we have already known. There is no room for growth. We crush the present moment with the past or the future. What thoughts do you create and believe in, that threaten you? Isn't this the manifestation of the mirror of war? We can hope, yet where is the hope if the future moment we aspire to is covered by the blanket of the past?

This reminds me of young children overheard playing in innocence. Children were pretending to be at war. One said to his brother, "Cover me I'm going in...." His younger brother offered him what he knew about at the time. He offered him a cover of a different kind. He said, "I have a blanket in my backback." What cover do any of us offer ourselves when we create war within ourselves? What does the ego offer? Separation or togetherness?

When we see ourselves we see what we have created to see all others as and through.

We cannot get away from this creation we have made in our minds through the doing of it. It is through the being within that we connect with the highest good. When we connect with our hearts, our spirit-self and the higher good of all, through the present moment, we become this peaceful, blissful space.

One cannot attain spritual knowledge by performing acts of renunciation, sacrifices, study, worship or penance. Through the laying ourselves down; letting go of ego, we learn the higher aspects of human life. The 'doing' is not the 'being.' Who are you being while you are doing? How do we learn to serve as 'being' our spiritual selves, if the ego is involved and overtakes our heart? Do we do to receive? Yes, we can do this. When we say, "I will do this for you and your owe me," we set that path in motion through the ego.

We can choose to compassionately do something to receive within ourselves the knowledge that we did what we did for the greater good of humanity, which includes self. This is a mirror. Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the greatest of them all? We are. All are. We see our humanity and our spiritual selves through the mirror we create. When we see ourselves we see what we have created to see all others as and through. Our fears delegate this. We may choose to manifest through our fears. Do your fears lead you? We achieve nothing when we do what ever it is we do, to only receive for ourselves. Even as we believe we are doing for the greater good, when we are not willing to let it all go, which we all will eventually do anyway, we are really saying we are addicted to what we are doing and are in need of it, which is fear-based.

Look passed the self-made mirror. Allow your spirit-self to manifest through you. Not the doing but the being. Not the ego but the compassionate heart. Not putting yourself in harms way. Being the compassion for self and others. Let go of what others are doing. Being heart-centered is not injuring yourself or others. It is seeing the divinity in all made manifest, including self.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Moonlight: Clear is the Color of Wisdom

Moonlight: Clear is the Color of Wisdom: "Clear is the color of wisdom. Translucence. Above and beyond color. I have had the honor and priveledge to see clear energy and have it comm..."

Clear is the Color of Wisdom

Clear is the color of wisdom. Translucence. Above and beyond color. I have had the honor and priveledge to see clear energy and have it communicate with me. It is the highest frequency that I am aware of at this time. No color frequency. No word vibration. A knowing.
I wish I were more scientifically inclined, even though science was my favorite subject while in school. I could explain it in words more eloquaintly.

Clear translucent energy has come to me a few times in this lifetime. Once being a mother that is fiercly protective clear energy came to me. My child was to see a counselor. If this child were to spend time with this person, sharing their emotions intimately, I wanted this to be a beneficial union. As I watched my child communicate with this counselor on their first meeting I saw a translucent, clear energy hover just a few inches above my childs left shoulder. Within this clear energy there were waves still translucent. I felt a calming peaceful feeling. This child went on to see this counselor and did benefit from their time together.

They knew I was open to hearing about what they saw. This gave them the permission they needed to share.


Being inqusitive, I have always wondered what it meant to see this type of energy. When my family and I lived in our first house, we all saw spirit there. Many dimensions of spirit, including clear energy, white mist, full color apparitions of many beings. We all saw them, as did others who came to visit us their at that house. I still have a card my child and her friend at that time wrote on. They drew what they saw and their interpretation of it. They knew I was open to hearing about what they saw. This gave them the permission they needed to share. Isn't that key to any communication?

They drew 5-6 circles/orbs of blue light with yellowish-gold energy around the orbs. These orbs had come to them late at night, as they sat up giggling and having girl-time. This energy hovered near them meaning no harm, observing them as they lay their in innocence. It did scare them. They did want someone to share what they experienced. I listened with no negative judgement. I did enjoy the talk and did want to believe what they were telling me. After all, we were all seeing so many spirit, in so many frequency of vibration. My son saw a man in a red coat with a woman in a period dress to her ankles, wearing a big hat, he said. Red coat? We live in Vermont near Lake Champlain and it's rivers. My daughter was lying on a hide-a-bed in our livingroom. We as a family, were watching televsion. This daughter let out a cry. She was eating an apple. I thought she had bitten her tongue. She said, "No I didn't bite my tongue. An indian (native american) speared me in the face." Okay. I heard what she said. I believed her. Two dimensions passing by like ships in the night. Frequencies of vibration experiencing each other through no-time and within space. I wonder what the young native american man thought? See a white being, with light blonde hair and blue eyes, laying down on something he had never seen before, eating an apple.

This energy realized I was aware of it and it took off at a pace I had never seen before, went through the wall next to me and left an imprint like a piece of transulcent tape on the wall.


Another experience was when I was sitting on the floor in the livingroom, nursing one of my children. Clear energy came to be near my child's head while we sat their together. Is this us in many dimensions at once? Was I also a native american woman sitting there nursing her child? I don't know.
This energy realized I was aware of it and it took off at a pace I had never seen before, went through the wall next to me and left an imprint like a piece of transulcent tape on the wall. Interesting.

Another time I saw a clear energy leave a child. It was that clear energy with the wavy-like energy within it, in the center. Frequency waves. The child wanted to come into my shop to experience it. The parent didn't want to come in so they began walking away, down the sidewalk. The clear energy left the boy, ran through my shop, played with stars that were hanging, making them swing in a circle and then sped so fast back to his body. The speed is what is amazing to me. The clarity of the energy. That it happened at all and I can see this, is divine.

Coming from a place of enormous spiritual expression.

This has always been one of my favorite subjects. Scientific. Beyond what we are taught. Explorative. Discovery. Coming from a place of enormous spiritual expression. Some materials allow much of the light that falls on them to be transmitted through the material without being reflected. Materials that allow the transmission of light waves through them are called optically transparent. Chemically pure undoped window glass and clean river or spring water are prime examples of this. Is this a part of a hologram? Is this how spirit creates illusion? Playing with color, sound, density and lightness of frequency? Is this what we have labeled as God? Is this divine creation?

Although at times waking up is painful, I have chosed the red pill. I know I can go in and out of reality, as I create this in my own mind.

Clear waters run deep. Clear, transulent energy deeper. The place of wisdom. Expression. Creation.
I saw it with my own eyes. Eyes made with atoms, each having a nucleus. A brain of their own.  DNA. Universal intelligence. Consciousness. I used to put these thoughts in the background of my mind. I came here to experience creation. I came here as a witness to this experience. I now know I am much more than the experience itself. Something without a label. Beyond duality. Form. Frequency of vibration.

I now sit with this clear, wavy energy in meditation. I am it. We all are. All is. In the Matix, Neo is offered a blue pill or a red one. The term red pill and it's opposite blue pill, are pop culture terms that have become a common symbol for the choice between the blissful ignorance of illusion (blue) and embracing the sometimes painful truth of reality (red). Although at times waking up is painful, I have chosed the red pill. I know I can go in and out of reality, as I create this in my own mind.

What about you?











http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clear_(color)

http://www.mathpages.com/home/kmath468/kmath468.htm

http://www.servinghistory.com/topics/translucent::sub::Absorption_Of_Light_In_Solids

http://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atoms

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Redpill

http://www.whysanity.net/monos/matrix3.html

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Grieving a Natural State of Being

Grieving comes in stages. Words can barely capture the depth of dispair that is sometimes felt by individuals over loss. Sometimes whole communities go through the stages of grief at the same time. We may go through stages of grief as a natural state of being. When someone says or does something we think is shocking, that we don't expect we may grieve over that moment. We may grieve a whole lifetime over who we thought we were supposed to be, who we thought someone else was supposed to be. So many thoughts we perceive, decide to put in our minds and choose to keep there.
My first attempt to write this blog took two hours. When I pushed the 'publish post' button the writing disappeared and I couldn't retrieve it. This was a message about letting go. Perfect.

My family, myself and our community suffered the loss of a loved one recently. An outpouring of love surfaced that wasn't usually seen in public.  I can find peace in witnessing this and I hope others do, too. Many people that didn't usually come together did so, to say good-bye to a young man.

I began to think and during this process I realized that we all go in and out of stages of grief depending on the thoughts we choose to keep in our minds. We all suffer loss. What are the stages of grief? Shock, denial, pain, guilt, anger, bargaining, depression, reflection, loneliness, sadness, and other feelings. These are ours. We in a sense, own them.  Each one grieves in their own way. This is our true heart speaking.

As a medium I talk to many people on this side and those on the other side, including animals. We ourselves are an animal, a mammal. Everything is made of energy and vibrates at a certain frequency. Thoughts have vibrations and contribute to the way we feel. I believe this is why I and others can pick up on information. Energy never dies. All the thoughts we have ever thought become energy that never dies, as we never die. We become a different frequency of vibration.

As my mother lay dying her last words were, "It is just different." What a gift she gave in her last moments on this earth.

When my sister was killed I was swallowed by grief. I knew enough to know that I was in charge of how I was feeling to a certain extent. I knew that she was on the other side. That what happened to her physically was short lived compared to an eternity as spirit. Still I was numb with disbelief. I went into shock. The past met up with me and the future seemed grim. I felt stuck, like a worm at the end of a fishing hook. I tried to deny her death. Talking to the FBI settled that for me. Yes, it was her they found. Her tattoo on her shoulder. She had been killed. Shock can provide some sort of protection in the moment so we don't become overwhelmed into heart failure, into a mind breaking coma. Shock may last for weeks. It is a personal voyage.

As this shock wears off the waves of pain wash in and out like the tide of the ocean. Sometimes it felt like I could barely keep my head above water. Noise was too noisy. My skin crawled. I wanted to be left alone. I couldn't talk. I pretended I was doing okay. Inside I wanted to die. I didn't tell my family that I was thinking this way. I kept it to myself to work through. I thought I could do it on my own. I felt I had to do it on my own because no one could understand this well of pain. They wouldn't know what to say. Sometimes they did and other times they were just so cruel, adding to my suffering. My true heart ached an ache that I couldn't explain. You know the saying, "I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy." I truly wouldn't. I've since learned through this experience that it is healthy to allow the suffering. To embrace it instead of trying to push it away. That is futile. The reality is there. There are times in life that are well beyond any comprehension until it happens to you. This was one of those times.

Beyond death of a loved one there is the death we suffer daily within ourselves. Some may live a lifetime of dull ache so as not to feel the moment of sharp emotional anguish. When we get a divorce, lose a job, lose our house, a beloved pet, and so on we suffer grief and the stages of it.

When we use drugs, alcohol, sex, food and other things to stuff our true heart, we linger like a fish out of water gasping for air, until we take our final breath.

I had so much guilt. I felt I wasn't enough. Memories from childhood came crashing back hitting me upside the head over and over again. Why? Why me? Why anyone? I was angry and wanted someone to blame. More stages of grief.

Being a medium and psychic as we all are,  as our spirit selves, my sister came to me many times. At first she came to me as I sat out on my deck grieving. I looked and she was crouched down next to me with her hand on my knee. As my husband drove into the driveway she stood and disappeared, still smiling. I felt she knew he was home and would comfort me.

Always she comes to me in full color. Holgraphic in nature. One time she came to me as I worked at my shop.  A former student was visiting with me. He knew of my sisters death. She popped in next to him and place a football helmet on his head with the number '69' on it. I could hear her talking to me telepathically. Again she was smiling. She wanted me to tell him she was there and ask him about the helmet. I was shy about it because the number sixty nine had sexual undertones. She kept asking me and so I did tell him. His reply was that his son played football and his number was sixty nine. He and his wife teased him about yelling out  'sixty nine jokes' to him out on the field at games, if he didn't do well. My sister was raped and murdered. I know there was a message in there somewhere.

The pain was excruciating and almost unbearable, yet nothing that she felt I thought in her moments of death. I began to cry. I planted flowers in her name. I talked openly about her demise. I spoke openly and accepted my thoughts. I witnessed my own thoughts. They were there. This was my truth. I don't believe that everyone I talked to about her death wanted to hear about it. Yet, there was family and dear friends that were there for me and witnessed my grief. I allowed myself my true-heart thoughts and feelings. Life began to feel less chaotic and scary. I remembered my sister as a child. Her funny ways. Things she had said that were humorous. I held her in my heart again. I faced reality without her in it. I knew she was close, though. One day I was holding a new grandchild and my sister popped in for a second, leaned into see the baby in my arms and popped back out again. It happened so quickly that even I, a seasoned medium doubted that it was her. Another form of shock. This time I cherished that moment, as I cherish all the other moments, even her death. What is life without death? In order to live we experience not living.

I learned more deeply about the present moment of now. I let go of the past and the future. I began to practice being in the moment. Being presence. It was and is calming and peaceful. My depression slowly lifted. About this time people mirrored back to me that they thought I should be getting on with the rest of my life. I smiled a knowing smile. Those are their rules for themselves. I didn't need to follow them. I began to reflect on my life thus far. Thoughts came and went. I learned that grief is a process that comes and goes in cycles. Yes, there were times of deep emptiness and despair. I stayed right by my side during these time relying on what I had taught myself about life in general, relying on those who could hear me and letting the others go about their business. Little by little I felt emotionally more stable. I began letting the negative thoughts go. I felt that that was what I had to offer the world. What ever I choose to be, is what I have to give. I chose to give my true heart to myself and others. Anything less just adds fuel to the fire, I thought.

During the passed two years since my sisters death I have learned even more about myself and others. I know my strength. This is also a gift. Life is joyful and beautiful again. Perhaps not every moment, yet I remind myself that I place the thoughts in my mind and decide which ones to keep there. I create my own emotions and I am in charge of that. I create my life, the one I have inside of me.