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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

We Are Honored To Help

As I began to become more familiar with how Saul and company spoke to me, I began to hear a little more clearly from them. I was beginning to have a wonderful time exploring this side of my life which had been unexposed for so long. I started to realize that thoughts didn't just pop into my head. Those random thoughts I always wondered about did originate from somewhere beyond myself!

My mind questioned Saul and listened for answers. There were times I still felt the conversations were all part of my rather creative imagination, but I began to understand something profound. Saul's answers really did give me a feeling of fullness in my chest which would radiate down toward my naval.

For years I have questioned my calling in life (and for that matter still do most days!). Saul has a tendency to provide me with small steps as opposed to the "bigger picture". I'm pretty sure this is because I am a very impatient person. If I knew exactly what my "bigger picture" was, I am the type of person who would go out there and just do it, probably wrecking the timing of things in the process.

One day, as I talked to Saul once again about my life's purpose, I asked him about my relationship with him and the others. He told me they had all "volunteered" to help me with my calling. When I questioned him about why they wanted to help me, he said, "We were honored to help Cindy Shippy Evans." The thing that struck me about the statement was that he said it like it was some great privilege. The statement came with an overwhelming amount of love and esteem--I felt its impact strongly throughout my entire body. It was so overwhelming I felt tears of joy. The way Saul said it, I was some wonderful, glorious being meant to have tremendous impact in the world.

The thing is, while I believe my job is important, I don't believe it is any more important than anything you are called to do in this lifetime. Saul told me he was honored so I would understand my worth. Understand that you also are esteemed by your guides in equal manner. We are all so profoundly loved and cherished and valued. Your guides want you to know that.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Learning To Communicate

I was delighted to discover my spirit guide had a name, Saul (one I didn't assign him). Because I had heard an actual name through my gift of feeling, it began to dawn on me that I was capable of obtaining solid answers to the questions I had. Becoming more familiar with this guide became much more important as I struggled to learn how he communicated with me.

I quickly began to identify a feeling of fullness in my chest area as one of my personal assurances that I was getting information from somewhere outside myself. At times, the feeling was so intense it would flow down toward my naval. Interestingly enough, I had felt these same feelings at many times throughout my life. They had always given me good information, and when I acted on that information I usually got amazingly good results. I had always attributed this information to God or the Holy Spirit (still do actually). The difference now was that I understood my guide was something of a conduit for communicating with the Divine. One of his jobs was to facilitate that communication. I stood in awe of the knowledge that Saul had been talking to me all along. I just didn't know it.

I do think it is important to break away from the narrative a little at this point because I want to make one thing clear. When I described above how Saul talks to me with a feeling of fullness in my chest, your guides may not talk to you in the same way. Guides talk to people in different ways depending upon the gifts and talents of the individual. (A great resource to explore these issues is Susann Taylor Shier's website: www.soulmastery.net.)

One of the main questions I had for Saul early on was about my other guides. I could sense their presence, although I couldn't hear directly from them. When I questioned Saul about it, he confirmed they were indeed there but he was the one in charge of communicating with me. He was also sort of the lead guide in my life--the one who orchestrated the actions of the others to fit my needs.

Life was indeed getting interesting! 

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

My Name Is Saul

I drove home from South Carolina, my mind reeling. I knew we all have angels to protect and guide us. I even had a couple of friends whose special gift is to see them. Still, I had never experienced anything like that in my life. Angels were not just an idea to me anymore. They were real.

A short time later, I got some insight from a gifted intuitive counselor named Susann Taylor Shier (www.soulmastery.net). During the course of our conversation, Susann brought up the concept that guides are always working for us, cheering us on. I mentioned the experience of sensing my guide and was encouraged to take the time to explore that relationship further.

During the course of the next week, I took advantage of every moment of quiet time I had. Being the teacher of two-year-olds at a daycare, my best times occurred during naptime. I would sit a few minutes, focusing on being in my body and more specifically in my heartspace. I began talking to the presence quietly, just feeling where it was. I felt a little ridiculous talking to some entity without a name, so I assigned him the name "Bob"--sort of like one automatically calls a stray dog "Fido" or "Spot". I felt his sense of humor bubbling up every time I referred to him by this pseudo-name. It was nice to know he had a sense of humor.

After a couple of days getting to know this presence and referring to him as "Bob", I got a much stronger message from him than I had ever received before. Instead of just feelings and impressions, the feelings became strong enough to form words. "My name is Saul." It wasn't said in an angry, exasperated way. I knew he wasn't upset about being called "Bob". The voice was quite matter-of-fact. Saul was just answering a question I had not asked because of my own feelings of inadequacy. My reaction to the statement was, "Really?" It seemed improbable to me that I was worthy enough to actually get words let alone an answer to my unspoken question. He had a name. It was Saul and I knew it!

Monday, December 20, 2010

The Presence

The South Carolina trees were clothed in the freshness of spring. The stillness of the countryside was broken only occasionally by the crowing of a rooster in the distance. Dew still clung to the delicate blades of grass in the late morning sunshine. It was so easy to be at peace there with the beauty of nature all around. My sister and I were taking full advantage of the calm as we sat, staring at the green of the woods, leaving the modern world behind.

I was excited to share some of the things I had learned about connecting to Source over the past several months with my sister. I explained how important it was to be fully present in your body--you could tell by being aware of your five senses (sight, hearing, touch, taste, smell). Once you are sure your spirit is totally integrated into your body and not wandering around through your imagination, you could begin to go within and connect to your heartspace. This heartspace is the place you recognize the light within and connect to the Oneness. I was excited by what I had learned about myself and the Universe by doing this process, and I wanted her to be able to access it also.

The two of us sat, together yet each focused on our own connection to that energy that is everything. It was in this period of exploring that connection--that Void--I first became aware of a presence. It felt as though someone was standing behind me and somewhat to the left, just out of arm's reach. The presence was not scary--I actually felt protected. I didn't try to look back. It was enough to know it was there. I also sensed a presence near my sister, although I did not focus much on that being knowing it was there for her and not me. We sat for a long time just absorbing the energy.

I knew for the first time in my life I was consciously connecting to my angel, my spirit guide. I allowed myself to bask in the glow of affection this being had for me, and I allowed my love to flow back. I understood this guide was there for me--had always been there, and I drew strength from it. The awareness of this presence was the start of many beautiful experiences of come.