I Can't

"I can't...." seems that was my motto, hasn't changed much. Now I say, "at this time I can't ___ in the way I want to or when I want to", keeps me from getting slapped with a big smelly fish by Charles, Maia, Joyce, or..... I have tried for about a year and a half to get a good line of communications open with my guides, I know they are there, I've gotten an ID before. I know they are there, I can feel them. I know they are there, they kept me from cutting my hand on the glass I was washing, they let me know when all is not well with a loved one. I seem to carry on a lot of one sided conversations, if you've ever been in chat with me, you know that is not difficult for me to do.*S* I've began to switch the way these conversations go. I've began asking things I want to know, things my spirit guides can tell me, and following the old procedure of talking to myself, but waiting a beat or two before answering myself. I've found that answers enter my mind. Now if these answers are coming from me, before I think of them, or if my guides are answering would be debatable, I suppose.

I also do dreamwork and keep a journal, the dreamwork I do is with my spirit guides. I stretch out in bed and meditate a while, then surround myself with white light and call my guides to me (they're usually right there, so they haven't far to travel). I tell my guides what I want/need to know and ask that they tell me or show me in a way/form I will understand and to ensure that when I wake I will remember the dream. When I first began doing this, I began communicating with my guides. I didn't and don't ask life shattering revelations, just run of the mill things: will this check come, when will the check come, is my sister ok....? Things like that. In keeping a journal making note of any/all colors and scents are important.

I still do not have the communication that I'd like to have with my guides, but I can communicate with them. They are here to help, not to make life a bowl of cherries, though. Don't push, don't second guess, simply follow your instincts and listen when you 'feel' or 'hear' something. Toss aside those days when you'd tell Mommy or Daddy about what you saw, heard or felt and their "it was your imagination" reply. Allow yourself to walk in those little girl/boy shoes again, get in touch with the kid inside that's never left. You will find that your "imagination" never left you, you just stopped looking, listening and hearing. *smile*

Brightest Blessings
Ariel