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Why you need a clean sheet of paper

starting over 2020

Imagine if you could do it all over. Start fresh. Would you make the same choices? Would you choose to make the same mistakes knowing their outcome? How about the same partners, friends and jobs?

Would you choose to do it all exactly the same way? Would you choose to experience the same pain as you had in the past? The pain of lost love, friendships, jobs and lost loved ones?

Your experiences make up the very fiber of YOU. Even those that you may feel pain, embarrassment or failure. Your experiences taught you the level of your resilience. They exposed what you truly desire, and they allow you to find the strength to carry on in moments you simply wanted to give up. They show you what you are made of in the darkest times and can act as inspiration to help create new memories. A new storyline.

As we embark on another new year and a new decade, what does it represent? It represents a clean sheet of paper. With the page blank, what will you write on it?

What do you choose?

You truly have the power to create that of which you desire. Remember your source power. Too often we give our power away to others. When you choose to be the creator of your destiny you see the universe steps in to assist you. Have you sat down to really reflect on what you want to see on this piece of paper?

Is it love? Family? Do you want a new job? Happiness? Do you want to feel successful? Do you want to leave your current position? Do you want to move? Do you desire more freedom? More money or how about more peace? Do you want new friends? Do you want to live in your truth? Do you want to be in alignment with your higher self?

You see, no one can write on your piece of paper unless you give them your power. For what they write may not be within your truth. Never let anyone write on your piece of paper. This is for you. When you feel stuck, meditate and ask source “What is my next step”? Feel the connection of spirit to help guide you.

“Never let anyone write on your piece of paper.”

Use your piece of paper as beacon of light, as a torch to guide you through the dark moments and to carry you to your true purpose. The life you desire and the life you deserve. Use your clean sheet to manifest, to motivate and to remember all that you are meant to be. No more playing small. You have now entered into a new decade. Now more than ever, you are needed and it’s YOUR time.

Psychic Rebel: Pain & Purpose

How many years of pain does it take until one breaks? She has a ray of light around her that flickers like a flame about to burn out. Her eyes blacken with pain as the shadows of truth are presented to her. For someone to be open and closed at the same time. I had a bit of fear that she may be too closed off to my reading, but she proved me wrong and she unfolded like a beautiful spring flower getting it’s first experience of rain. I discussed her concerns before she brought them to the surface and I gave her a safe place to be free. The abuse I knew she had experienced on so many levels, the knowing of the soulmate that she just could no longer be with, the emotional abuse by her previous employer, by her mother, by her father. The abuse even I couldn’t talk about. All of that out in the open, on the table for dissection and discussion. Her tears streaming were a symptom of hurt and yet, a sign of healing. I need to show her the promise I saw for her, and so I gave her it all.

What I saw, the book, the movie series (JK Rowling vision), the talk shows, the discussion of her experience. All of it. I saw her contract, her need to make sure she had final say on all script decisions and the need to tell her to follow her gut and to not be persuaded otherwise. She had a story. And it needed to be HER story. She needed to stand her ground for her purpose. Yes. She has a purpose. There was a reason for all of this pain, suffering, and self-loathing. It was to show others that they have a voice. She was going to be the one to give it to them. She would vocalize her story and risk the judgment and scrutiny and sense of betrayal behind it all. But she was going to send a message of hope, healing and to show that we can all come back from the dark side. We can all dust off our wings and fly. In fact, we can soar. And how many of us ask? What is my purpose? What is my story? Oh, it’s boring, no one will care…yet, think of your journey, your pain, you give it purpose, it now has meaning. We have to have faith that we all have a purpose. We all have a story.