Light workers…Anchor the light in this Reality.

 

 

 

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…

 

 

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

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

Special Grounding workshop April 2nd 10am-noon, Pahoa Hawaii $25

Special Grounding Workshop Coming up soon!!

$25

Grounding/meditation workshop!!

Do you know how to ground energetically?

Want to share the experience in a group for a couple hours; enjoy your own energy and heal the planet at the same time?

Don’t know how to ground but want to learn?


Grounding is a simple very powerful energy technique that helps you to release stress and tension; calm and center your energy; connect you to your power; heal and cleanse your body; all while helping to raise your vibration comfortably and enjoyably.

With all the shifts and changes happening on the planet and within us; grounding is a priceless energy tool. It can be used in conjunction with many different spiritual paths and traditions and is going to become more and more useful over time.

Come join author Erika Ginnis as we experience and learn many ways to use the valuable technique of grounding and more…

This two hour workshop will be a stand alone event that will also serve as a prerequisite to an upcoming Kundalini workshop being planned for later on in the spring.

Sign up soon space is limited.

$25

Pahoa

Saturday April 2nd 10am-12noon Pahoa Hawaii

All classes are also available to be taught on site if you have an established group is interested in learning these spiritual techniques.

Presented by Inbreath.com, Inbreathcommunication and Erika Ginnis.

To sign up

Call or text (206) 669-5881

Or

Call (808) 965-6117

or send email here

erika@inbreath.com

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An easy way to give to Japan after the earthquake/tsunami

Text REDCROSS to 90999 to donate $10 (via your cell phone bill) to Japan. (they confirm and such; but it was very quick & easy and felt good to do. Feeling especially blessed today.