Year: 2011

Clairvoyant Reading special extended through December 31st 2011

Erika Ginnis

Just a quick notice about extending my reading special.

 

I have had a ” Cosmic Convergence” special going on for my Clairvoyant readings that ended October 31st. However, I had such a good time reading that I decided to extend it through the end of the year 🙂

 

So basically what this means is that my clairvoyant readings are still 30% off (normally $180…now $120). YAY

There are so many things happening on the planet these days, so many changes and such shifting energy that it seemed like a good time to get a reading and a really good time to do a bunch of readings.

Drop me an email if you are interested. If you know someone who wants a reading and you want to gift it to them, just let me know I can do that easily (in fact I had some wonderful person give three as gifts).

 

Blessings to all of you,

Erika

Balance for the equinox; for the coming alignments and our inner cosmic convergence; Sept 23-26th 2011.

Erika Ginnis

There is a lot of information on the internet about the coming “Cosmic Convergence” of Sept 23-26th 2011; and while it may have outer manifestations; on occasion I remind myself to look within and see where these events are taking place in the inner realms.

 

It’s been a really wild ride lately. So much goodness and so much to distract from the Truth of who we are! Interesting times as they say. I have been doing a lot of living, and not so much of the writing about it all 🙂 I had the opportunity to go deep this evening and had some good information come forward. This is such a good thing, as I have been so very taken by the appearances in my day to day world. I feel like I am swimming coming up for air and diving under; repeat as necessary.

 

This is what comes to me as important.

 

Remember the love remember the balance, remember that everything around you is an ever unfolding process that looks stationary but is always in flux and in movement. Remember that even at the heart of the matter that there is movement and action and vibration and becoming-ness.

 

This is the place to put your wonder; the place to connect to and dance with; this is where to put your “stock”. The energy that gathers itself into galaxies and stars and quantum eddies is not separate from Its creation but it IS the creation. It is part and parcel to this incredible evolving amazingness that we call life. Life is Good; the very essence of Life is Goodness; tap into that truth and ride it through all the shifting and changing waters that break against the shores of your consciousness.

 

Fear not; tempting as it is. There are so many things coming to the surface and then flowing away. Fear not because what you think of as solid is only a temporary form and it is changing even as you look at it. Trust the Love; trust the Heart; trust that there is a Divine balance in all things no matter the appearances. Remember the core; remember the Heart.

 

What if everything changes entirely tomorrow or the next day, what if all the structures that you worry about had no meaning, what if it all changed on a “dime”. How would that effect your position today? What if the future you are worrying about never came to pass? What if there was a moment and in that moment all expanded and melted; erasing all those things that worry you? How would that change what you are doing today? How would that change what you are thinking about; if you knew that, if you really felt that? Fear not.

 

Find your balance in the mystery, stand in the question, let the breezes of infinite possibility lift your heart and ruffle your hair, let it caress your cheeks and spark your interest.

 

Take a break from worry. Put it off for a week or two weeks, come back to it if you want to but for now, put it on the shelf next to those old photos you haven’t put into a binder yet. Let it just be for now. Turn your attention to the idea that at any moment the perfection of creation may show Its face to you, be ready, be on the look out for this, don’t be distracted, be called…be on call. The phone may ring at any time.

 

What if we really didn’t know how it all turns out, what if it ended up being so much grander than we could ever imagine. How would that change our thoughts and focus today? Relax into balance; the entry into fall, the equinox, the movement of the seasons, the wheel turning.

 

Ahhhhhhhhh.

 

Now for a nice chakra balancing meditation…

 

Ground and center and breath.

 

Create and destroy some roses and let your energy flow…

 

Close your eyes and imagine in front of you an old fashioned gauge, like the kind you might have found in a recording studio. The kind that measures amps with a pointer that moves from left to right.

Imagine that the left is black and the right is red (or red and green as the one pictured) and that right in the center straight up, is the zero point, the balance point.

 

Since we are a lot like a battery in our vibrating energy, it can be really helpful to balance ourselves now and again. The equinox is a perfect time to remember to do this…

 

Starting with your awareness at your first chakra, turn your awareness back to the gauge. Let this gauge represent your balance (balancing giving/receiving, yin/yang, male/female, positive/negative poles) for this chakra. Don’t be surprised if the needle fluctuates back and forth; that is not unusual.

 

As you breathe and ground; begin to create and destroy roses to release energy, and watch the gauge; keep this up until the gauge reads straight up zero/balance point. Take all the time you need.

 

Ground off the excess energy and let the process be enjoyable as you do this. This is your balance for today, it doesn’t mean 50/50 is simply means balance for you in this moment. It can be a lovely realignment for your energy.

 

Repeat this process for each chakra 1-7.

 

After you have done the 7 main chakras, do three more things.

 

 

 

 

  1. Do the same exercise for the balance between your hand chakras and your 7th chakra
  2. Do it once again for the balance between your feet chakras and your first chakra.

 

Finally create that gauge one more time and balance head & heart. This balance is the fertile ground for wisdom, and is a wonderful thing to cultivate.

 

As you balance and align yourself you heal everyone else as well. Thank you, and blessed be.

Aloha,

Erika

 

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Light workers…Anchor the light in this Reality.

Erika Ginnis

 

 

 

Light workers…Anchor the light. Your new job description (if you choose to accept it) is to anchor the light in this reality.

 

 

Calling all healers who want to heal everything in sight…Upgrading the healing process can release “burn out” and overwhelm as an energy worker. I keep getting this information and I am finally getting around to writing it down!

 

 

The old form used to be…heal people around you by taking on their energy and then healing it within yourself or your body and then letting it pass away diffused. With a lower energy state this was possible and worked for a long time. However now everything is changing (have you noticed?) and the new paradigm has indeed shifted. If you use the old way of healing then you will actually be lowering your energy level; and it’s harder to keep up with the shifts that are occurring.

 

We have been doing this older way of healing for many many lifetimes so it is a habit and feels so familiar. To many of us it has been our self identity and why we feel we are valuable. It used to serve us as healers really well and so this is a strange shift to be making; but the information keeps coming about this, especially when we as healers want to assist with all the planetary shifts that are occurring and the results of these shifts on a physical level.

 

Do you ever feel weighed down, sad for no reason, overwhelmed with energy and the cause is unknown? There may of course be many reasons for this but on an energy level part of what I see happening is that the old energy of taking on another’s energy to shift it is no longer viable. We do it all the time especially during times of great change; we do it on purpose sometimes but more often it is an unconscious process.

 

I often ask people to do a quick energy check when this occurs.

 

 

  • Ground and center

 

  • Close your eyes

 

  • Quickly (before your intellect can tell you what it should read) put up an image of a percentage thermometer (0-100) in front of you and ask the question

How much of this energy I am experiencing is someone else’s?

If you get more than about 20 % or so (people are often surprised to see that thermometer reading 60-80%) then take a few minutes to breath; ground and release anything that is not yours.

 

 

What you can find that happens is that your energy will clear, and your vibration will raise and you will feel much better. The other thing that happens is you become more able to work with the energy and assist (by harmonic example) others more effectively.

 

The deal now is to bring your energy up to a point where it can really vibrate rapidly and comfortably and let that anchor the vibration into this reality. As you do this then it will make each subsequent beacon just that much easier to activate.

 

The healing happens now by catching the light by vibrational proximity; because everything is moving so much faster than it used to be.

 

This is not suggesting to deny empathy or compassion, but rather that we do it from the place of more light rather than less. Set the vibration and let the Universe/Divinity do more of the work; we can do more with less effort than ever before. This is good news yet since everything is moving quicker this means it’s also easier to find ourselves full to the brim with others’ experiences; so it becomes more of an ongoing practice.  🙂

 

We are of course all One on the truest level; however we have incarnated with individual perspectives on purpose, so this is a melding of those two realities. Let the actual healing happen on the Oneness level, based on the energy level you maintain; not the individual “I must take this on single handedly” level. Lean into the larger power source; with this comes inspiration and better focus.

 

If we use the old forms then what happens is that we take on other’s energy and so all the lights dim; our bodies feel worse and get overwhelmed; we become less effective. The lie is that the only way we can heal (or the way we are supposed to do it) is by absorbing pain somehow and then healing it, or getting someone to take our pain on and then letting them heal it. This was the way we worked in the past but times have changed; what I was taught years ago and am finally beginning to understand is that to the degree we are overly responsible for external energy the less we are able to “upgrade” the whole system.

If you were to watch every packet of information in a computer download it would slow the process down to a crawl. What we generally do these days of course, is to let something download, store it wherever and then open it and access the information. It is not necessary for us to process each bit of information personally; just facilitate the flow.

 

By anchoring the light here on this beautiful planet; we are doing more than we can imagine; yet it is a “doing without doing” kind of activity. Think of something like capacitors each being fired up…coming online and allowing more energy to flow with each additional placement. Think of energy wanting to move but needing more and better bandwidth to achieve the process; each brilliant anchor then increases the ability for the entire system to function optimally.

The analogy for energy-workers, healers, teachers etc. is to be the light as much as possible on any given day and let that actively remind others that they too are the light and with that memory they start to automatically glow.

 

Anchor the light. Bring on the Aloha.

 

Blessings,

Erika

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Love letter to my past; what to do with my mother’s house…

Erika Ginnis

 

 

It’s my mother’s house (even though she gave it to me years ago and in truth we are both on the title). That is the issue, that is the question, that is the thing that sits at the back of my mind and pokes at me from time to time…what to do with my mother’s house?

 

 

I moved out of it more than two and ½ years ago, my mother two years or more before that. I have been saying I was going to sell it and I have had every intention to do so…except that… I haven’t. I haven’t sold it. I haven’t even listed it.

She looks at it rationally

Now part of that is because the housing market has totally tanked and it’s worth half of what it was 5 years ago. If the market was where it was back then, I am not sure I would even be having this constant internal dialog with myself about this house. Yet at the same time I am not 100% certain; and I believe that is the crux of all of this. If I talk to anyone else it seems a simple thing and as soon as I walk away I find myself unable or unwilling or distracted and the house continues not to sell (not being on the market and all). It also has fallen in value over and over again, making any of this far less appealing.

 

Let’s add to this that I am renting the house to someone. I had fully intended on selling it the summer after I moved out and bought the home I am currently living in 3000 miles away. This came on the heels of renting to someone my then partner swore by and who never actually paid me rent and left the house sad and unkempt. I was “done with renters” and I wanted to sell. But then what actually happened was that the woman who was helping clean out the house really wanted to rent it for her and her son, and since I didn’t have to do anything to rent it other than say yes and accept some rent which I needed badly, the house never made it on the market.

 

 

 

There are pros and cons to renting to a friend/acquaintance. One of which is that the person who used to be glad to see you or hear from you will stop answering calls and emails and basically cease to exist other than sending rent each month. This has been problematic both emotionally and logistically.

 

There had been talk twice in as many years about this person buying the house, and yet nothing has come of it. Now as I look at it, it almost doesn’t make sense to sell the home because I would be losing money given the market. This of course brings me to the next item of issue…property taxes. Ah yes these are the things that when you are really broke, fall by the way side and become overdue then delinquent and thus adding hundreds of dollars to the already unpaid bill.

 

This is what is staring me in the face currently; that and the fact I have been told by my tax person that if I wait until after this year to sell I will be paying a lot of taxes on anything I get for the house even if it goes lower than it’s current value…so as I write this perhaps I should list it and just see what happens. Provided the renter will even show up to show the house (part of the problem when the person really doesn’t want you to sell it).

This however is actually not about my head…oh no dear readers; this is all about my heart

This comes down to what I started writing about; the house itself.

If I had a lot of money (this is the sentence that I use to find out how I really feel about something separate from my issues around the money involved) would I sell this house?

If money wasn’t an issue would I sell this house?

 

This is the house I spent time in toddling around with my parents and grandparents. The house with the 80 year old wisteria, honeysuckle and camellia tree; the house with the garage that my grandfather built; the house with a history that always started with “this house began as a chicken coop when this whole area was a large farm and the farm house was that house way over there on the corner” to which there would be a pointing finger attached and I would dutifully follow the finger down the block to the largish home that housed one of my childhood schoolmates.

This is the house that has a well on the property that no longer is used or accessible but I always remembered it and thought that if the world fell apart at least I would be able to find water…This well had been filled in by my grandfather long before I was born. He used many things to accomplish this feat; including dumping a claw foot bathtub down the shaft; at least this is the mythology that I was taught at an early age when hearing the history of the house.

 

This is the house that I moved to when I was 14 after my grandfather passed away. The house that held me through all my psychedelic wanderings and coming out on many levels; saw me through High School and learning to drive and reading about UFO’s, reading countless Sci-Fi novels, listening to David Bowie and hitchhiking to Seattle on the Friday nights. This is where I wrote my college essay to get into the vegetarian co-op that was housing for the alternative school that I eventually was accepted into and moved out of the house in order to attend.

 

This was the house that I would come home to visit on breaks and the occasional weekend; the one that I would visit my mother in after my father passed away, the one that I came more often down to, to visit her as she became farther away mentally and that I had to eventually move her out of when the dementia became too difficult.

 

This is the house that I moved back into in order to be closer to her and in order to make ends meet financially and as a result became very depressed about being back in Tacoma.

And yet even moved through that over time and found a new place and contentment with being in my old home town which had grown up even more than I had. I came to love Tacoma for the first time. I lived here with my partner and actually had some really nice times together in that house, planned our move to Hawaii, planned and had our wedding while living in that house. Watched fences get built and plants planted and renovations planned.

This is the house where I created so many dreams. Some which came true and some which sadly did not; such as the dream of the marriage that had barely more than a few breaths into life before it started to pass away into something else.

 

This house represented family and history and possibility; it also represented my adolescence and the baggage and old pain of things perhaps better left in the past. It has also come to be connected in my heart with my mother; who still lives in the same city at a lovely care facility that is thankfully more like a 4 star hotel; and which is only a 10 minute drive, but light-years away from the life once lived in this house.

 

It’s no wonder that I avoid these issues. There are so many layers here; one on the next and on the next and on the next. In my fantasies I keep the house and rebuild it, add an apartment above the garage where I come to stay when I am in town. I move my soon to be ex-husband into the home for some kind of more than fair rent and we have b-b-ques when I am in town, he with his partner(s) and I with mine (who ever those people are to be) and in my dreams it feels good and connected and family like…maybe I eventually sell it and maybe I don’t.

 

I ask myself am I just keeping some kind of connection to the mainland; one that I don’t even know why I have since I rarely ever want to leave the island on which I now live? Do I envision that some day I will want to have the kind of jet set life where I would like to have an apartment 30 miles outside of a huge metropolitan city?

 

Perhaps it’s not about that at all but just the idea of a feeling that I have had about this little piece of land. A little piece of my history; a tree we planted for my mother; an idea of what is still yet to be; connections to many people I love through an address I have to fly for 6 hours just to visit.

 

And of course where the money comes from in this fantasy I am at a loss to know, but that is the same question as where the money is to come from for the taxes. And yes of course being me I have to say that ultimately it all comes from the Universe; and while that is absolutely true and reveals itself even in the writing of all this; I also know this post is about something small I hold in my hands, something personal and delicate like a empty tiny blue egg shell that has been left in the grass, in the spring, under a tree; someone’s former home.

 

 

Do I have to make these decisions now? Well not today it’s a holiday weekend, but it feels like soon. Perhaps I am just not willing to let this go until my mother has passed from this world; perhaps I am not yet ready to let go of all of this history; but then again maybe I am. We’ll just have to see.

Aloha and Blessings,

Erika

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Simple Earth Day suggestion

Erika Ginnis

My simple Earth Day suggestion; if you haven’t already thought of it.

This just occurred to me today.

Put a small/medium Tupperware-like container in your bag and take it with you when you go out to dinner and use it for your “doggy bag”; meaning take your leftovers home in it rather than the Styrofoam containers that many restaurants use 🙂

Less stuff in the landfill and less steps between your leftovers and your fridge. Win – win.

The trick is remembering!

Blessings,
Erika