Psychic Psychiatry

When I’m not bopping between blogspots I have a couple of day jobs. As a psychiatric nurse practitioner, I talk with lots of people every day. We talk about how they’re eating, sleeping, what they’re moods have been like and how they feel about their family members and their jobs. You know, the mundane- that wonderful place that exists very close to the paranormal that I’ve mentioned before. On other days, I sit in my spiritual room and do psychic readings for the people who find their way to me. I use tarot, oracles, cigar smoke, water, you name it, I scry it.

Sometimes these people share things with me like their views on their religions, faith, dark nights of the soul and, sadly a little less frequently, their illuminated lives. Sitting with them I help to determine whether I can offer help and in what form. Tapping into my intuitive side, I guide them into delving a bit more deeply into the way they are experiencing their lives. It’s not often that I receive everything they say at face value. There’s a reason why people come to see me. Psychic or psychiatric- they want to know more about themselves.

Every so often I have a therapist ask me whether I can see a particular client of theirs because I’ll find them interesting. These are the people that believe they are seeing clairvoyantly and not experiencing visual hallucinations. They are the ones that hear spirits talk to them and aren’t disturbed by auditory hallucinations. These folks admit that they feel the presence of someone else in the room that’s not visible to most others. They aren’t really paranoid-a term that we use very loosely.

My doctoral thesis was all about the paranormal- another word I take issue with but it’s one that society has decided explains these phenomena quite well. It’s no surprise that a client recently offered me the name of a title of a book I should read that is about two adolescent siblings-one schizophrenic. My book Covering the Sun with My Hand is about twins- one is diagnosed with schizophrenia when they are teenagers. My client didn’t know I’m writing this! Serendipitous you might say. That’s how my professors described it in school.

While writing my book I kept sitting back to ponder whether some of the scenarios were too far-fetched. I wondered how much I was making up and how much was a result of the absorption of information I’d gleaned over the many years that I’ve been working in psychiatry. Well, I never had to sit and obsess too long. There was always someone coming in and telling me about a situation they’ve dealt with that was very close to a scene in my novel. Not only were they sharing their experience with me, I firmly believe that my spiritual guidance was telling me to chill out and relax. It’s all good.

Many of us were brought up learning about roots, sitting at the misa table watching spirits channeled, or sitting at the kitchen table listening to our mothers and aunts talk about those “coincidences.” My mother didn’t mind that I talked to my toothbrush and had imaginary friends. Superstitions, old wives tales, Bewitched’s Samantha Stevens twitching her nose. They all point to the truths of who we are. I searched for “something more” through a doctoral program in research and theory development. I started in a library, online and in journals. I found it in regular people’s living rooms, in train stations and on the street. I found the “something more” within me and can comfortably share about it today. My inner guidance tells me I can.

Have you been listening to your intuitive side, your inner guidance, the voice that whispers in your ear? What does it say?

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Palabras- La Gitana

 Burning sage cleansed the room. A fan of feathers swirled away energy no longer needed. I sat, centered and grounded myself to pull today’s card with Graciella, la Gitana. In shuffling the cards I saw the many different faces and anticipated which card would come forward with its message today. We pulled the card, as I felt Graciella’s energy infuse me. I was ready. La Gitana! Again. This was the same card I pulled the last Sunday evening I sat ready for the read. While this isn’t the celebrate card, this is the message I received. Celebrate yourselves and your lives! 

Image: Graciella la Gitana dances barefoot. She is wearing her swishy skirt, her hair is swinging loose and she holds the tambourine high with ribbons twirling. Next to her sits a male who is smiling as he plays a guitar. On her other side is a parrot who sits on his stand, watching over all. Behind her is a curtain that hides another room. Next to that room is a door that has a ring hanging on it. On closer inspection the ring is shaped like an animal bone-a bull’s horn or the crescent moon.

Words: Tambourine jingling, guitar strumming. Others have told you about your identity. Stories have been told about you. Movies and songs have been written about you. It is important for others to think what they need. You know who you are. You know what your identity is. Keep the mystery.

Read: Apparently Graciella wants us to receive her message again. Celebrate! Dance. Let the vibration of sound course through you. Allow yourself to be the instrument of happiness, your truth, your destiny! It’s none of your business what others think of you. Did you do the right thing? Did you buy the right outfit? Did you serve the right dessert? These things are superfluous to who we are meant to be on the planet. Being who we are, without the need to defend ourselves, decreases our tendencies to limit ourselves. We don’t have to offend in order to get our point or ourselves across. Doing this with love is gift giving to ourselves and to those around us. To freely be ourselves is something many of us have walked centuries across to accomplish. Start today, in one action, in one moment.  The gentleness or ferocity of this feat depends on you.

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Palabras: The Spiral

 The last time I pulled the Spiral card I’d also just came in from a walk with my partner and dogs. Today there was a street fair with children playing, teenagers playing carnival-type games and stalls with many different types of food to choose from. Because it was very warm, we cut our walk short and returned home. After finishing up a few odds and ends, I sat, centered and evoked the energy of Graciella, la Gitana, who reminded me that we did not pull a card last week. But being in today, we were ready to pull today’s. Graciella was wearing her red skirt with white blouse. She was also wearing her reading glasses. As I write this she admonishes me and tells me that I don’t have to write that she uses reading glasses-it brings forth a certain connotation of her age. Old enough for lots of wisdom is what I think, but the energy is, oh so, playful and of the feminine. We pulled the Spiral Card together. The card was pulled in a reverse. I don’t usually read reverse in this oracle but today I felt it necessary to do so.

Image: The image is that of a tambourine. It has colorful ribbon hanging from its perimeter. They are blowing in the breeze. Two of the ribbons are intertwined- the shape is reminiscent of a strand of DNA.

Words: Climb up the double helix of the spiral. Know you have been in similar situations before. The current one is merely reminiscent of the ones experienced in the past. This is not a repeat performance. What you have learned previously, whether in the current life, or past, should hold you in good stead.

 Read: The tambourine was depicted today as an open circle of light surrounded by ribbons. The ribbons seemed almost octopus- like. They had become tentacles reaching out for many things at once. While this is okay, all you multi-taskers, take care to gather yourself to yourself, as you assume new roles. What has been done with those that are still streaming in the wind? There is a gaiety to taking on new projects; new jobs and expanding our creative selves but take caution that the ends of the ribbon already in motion do not become frayed or forgotten.

I also see two of ribbon engaged in their double helix dance. We often have the tendency to believe that things aren’t different when we see them “in the same old way” context. But at this point in our lives we should take comfort in the fact the nothing is ever the same. It may feel that way but in actuality it isn’t.

The way that two of the ribbons intertwine reminded me of the caduceus symbol. The caduceus is an ancient Greek symbol of a staff that was carried by Hermes, messenger of the gods to humans. As a Roman god, Hermes is known as Mercury. Because the caduceus is known to represent the alchemical process, I offer the message today as the expectation of swift change to come. The areas most likely affected will be writing and the negotiation associated with business.

See how this fits for you this week and let me know. As I continue to develop this oracle, I welcome your experiences on how these readings have fit for you!

May you walk in the Beauty of Light!

 

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Palabras-The Cape

 Cheers and celebration brought the athletes through the finish line at the triathlon I attended today. While the letters spelled out “Finish”- in reality, there is usually no true finality. The athlete picks up his or her medal, packs up a load of gear and goes home reveling in a performance well done. They also calculate what could have been done differently for a personal better race time and begin to strategize for their next race. The preparation is done days, months and years before the spectators have the opportunity to yell, yay! Although I hadn’t raced today, I was exhausted and came home to nap before I sat down to pull this card with Graciella, la Gitana. Even before we had completed the centering process, I began to hear her message and the card, The Cape, merely confirmed what I was already told.

Image: The toreador is seen from behind. His cape takes center stage while his figure is unseen within the fabric that swirls and twirls in the air. The entirety of his form is hidden. His facial features are also unseen as his back is to the reader.  The toreador’s hat sits atop his head.

Words: Swirling in the air, the cape is used to hide, tease and protect. It disguises the figure that moves forth within.  Wear it well. Maneuver it like a second skin, a well-thought out and calculated movement. It is planned execution of thought, action and results. You are ready for the fight.   

Read: The message I received in pulling this card was that this is a week of completing projects that have been honed. Take the project, wait no more and send it out into the universe. It is time for others to see it and to experience your creativity. If you have been stalling or fearful, wait no more. This is the time that you and everyone else have been waiting for. The wise choice of waiting for your project to be completed, with a commitment toward responsibility, can go astray if you then never make the decision to bring it forward into the world. Our creations are meant for ourselves-to a degree. We are born to share our gifts with others so we can all experience the fullness of the lives of others and new perspectives in the world. How many times have you been to a museum and have stood in front of a piece that brought you a whole new colorful way to perceive the world? Without experiencing the perspective of the artist, our own experience is not challenged or sometimes even defined.  Find the gift that is within you and bring it forward for the rest of us to learn from and to enjoy. Just as the athlete, the toreador practices, hones and skillfully shows his expertise to those who are waiting to cheer, olé!

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Palabras-Spiral

The Spiral

It’s late evening and I’ve just come in from a short walk with my partner and dogs. We are planning for a small celebration next weekend. Getting bogged down in the details, I realize that I want to enjoy myself and those who will take part. I always do, eventually, but to get from here to there means allowing myself to see the bigger picture and not get caught up in too many of the small details. I sat and centered, preparing to pull the card with Graciella, la Gitana. I look forward to her message. We pulled the Spiral Card together.

Image: The image is that of a tambourine. It has colorful ribbons hanging from its perimeter. They are blowing in the breeze. Two of the ribbons are intertwined- the shape is reminiscent of a strand of DNA. Because of the position of the tambourine in the corner of the card, it may also be taken for the sun with its rays streaming out from it.

Words: Climb up the double helix of the spiral. Know you have been in similar situations before. The current one is merely reminiscent of the ones experienced in the past. This is not a repeat performance. What you have learned previously, whether in the current life, or past, should hold you in good stead.

 Read: This reading is heartening. While this is a general message that Graciella shares with all readers and writers, it is one that is personally pleasurable for me. Just earlier, I’d made a statement about doing the same thing, expecting different results, basically.  In my heart, I truly didn’t believe it at the time, but said it anyway. It was a default statement, something I say when things don’t seem to be going my way or how I believe they should be. It didn’t ring true and I forgot that I made the statement a few minutes later. In pulling this card, I’m reminded of how throughout eternities and during just this lifetime it seems we are faced with similar situations and don’t really see the progress we’ve made or the differences in a situation unless we really take a closer scrutiny of it.  The other message is that the image of the tambourine tells us to enjoy, celebrate and experience the music in our lives. Music can be heard and felt in so many different ways. The patterns are there, just as in the double helix, which may seem to be repeated but are never quite experienced in the same way. Graciella says open your eyes, enjoy what’s going on-there are many things to be grateful for-it’s up to you to experience them.

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Palabras- El Tonto

Just returning from a pool where I swam for a little less than an hour, I walked home with my partner. We spoke about plans to swim in the lake and the anxiety that entailed. Whether it’s fish swimming between one’s feet or the absolute darkness one encounters there are many details to attend to when one is swimming far from shore. I sat down and centered, prepared my usual ritual for the card to be pulled by Graciella, la Gitana. As I shuffled the cards, Graciellacame through tonight with a quill pen in hand. I knew that in the ethers she has been writing. For a moment I thought I would pull the writer’s card but no, she had other things in mind. As I felt her energy channel through me we pulled a card and came up with El Tonto. Now what does she mean by pulling this card?!

El Tonto

Image: The image is that of a male who is sitting at the side of a lake. He is wearing a hat and tux with a bow tie. His sleeves are rolled up. The man’s arm dangles into the edge of the lake. There seems to be a box in the water. He does not see it since his face is turned towards the woods. Behind him, a few yards away, stands a long eared rabbit on its hind legs.

Words: Wanting things to happen quickly. Believing that what easily comes is easily kept. Prepare the soil. Nurture the roots. The flowers will not bloom or worse yet, burst once without the beauty of a single petal thereafter. Water with tears if you must.

Read: The words that are used to describe the card seem to be quite descriptive of what’s at hand here. Of course, Graciella holding her pen and wearing black framed glasses in her image are indicative of her representation of being a writer. For those of us who write this applies, as well as to all creative persons who are working steadfastly and tirelessly at their craft. It’s so tempting to want to have a published book, a screen play in the top ten at the box office- just fill in the blank and name whatever your creation happens to be. Who wouldn’t want to be at the top without having put much work into it? I’m sure most of us think we’d be happy but that wouldn’t last very long. If we don’t do the work we may, heavens forbid, be one hit ‘wonders’. We end up ‘wondering’ what the heck happened and why the thing we were so excited about ended up being just a flash in the pan! Keep your eye on the prize but to make the most of your fertility, continue to till the soil, revise and refine, let the object settle before moving it about. It will all be worth it, Graciella promises you that!

Until next week!

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Palabras- Caridad

 I am feeling great today; in fact, I’ve just finished a twelve mile run in preparation for a half marathon I will be doing in two weeks. Today is also Mother’s Day. There are so many messages of love everywhere we turn. I had a conversation this morning about celebrating Mother’s Day and the expectations of that as opposed to showing one’s love every day, holiday or not. I prefer the latter. So with lots of thoughts tumbling in my brain I smudged and centered and asked Graciella, my Gitana, what her message is for us today. I didn’t want my opinions to get mixed up in this at all. The first thing I felt was Graciella’s unbounded love for me. I had the image of her taking a lacy type of necklace and putting it around my neck as a Mother’s Day gift. She said she did it because she wanted to, that simple. This gift from the ethers I will cherish in my heart. I’m sure when I wear it there may be a few who will actually see it. This is divine! Graciella pulled the card and I wanted to cry. It was the Caridad card. What love there is today!

Caridad

Image: There is the image of a pair of hands that are opened. They hold a beautiful flower. On the wrists are bracelets. One is a simple bangle; the other two are more ornate. There is an object at the side. It is difficult to decipher what it is.

Words: Charity, the sweetness of giving without expectation of reward because the gain is in the giving. Providing service for others is the stepping stone for liberation of the self.

Read: Opening one’s heart to give and receive love may be a challenging feat for many. I see the object to the side of the depicted hands today as some sort of a piñata. During the well awaited piñata opening at a party, there is the blinded batterer who hammers away attempting to gain candies and toys, in this case, analogous to love. The usually beautifully decorated piñata is, with luck, opened up but cast aside in a harsh way, in fact, as a throw away in order for the partygoers to ravage the sweetness that is within. Giving and receiving a kindness, a service and love can be done in a much more compassionate and kind way. We don’t have to destroy in order to receive what we think will be good for us. We don’t have to scurry on our knees, pushing others aside for the sweetness of life, such as the candies from a piñata. Be thoughtful in your thoughts and in your words. The hand you give with is the hand with which you receive. Be gentle with others in each action, listen to the way you speak and hear the messages that you are given. Discern to see if the love you seek is really there. If you are feeling like the discarded piñata then contemplate on the actions you can take to change your situation. Remember, we can’t change others-only ourselves. In this world of tumultuous change, hardship and often, violence, we can be the arrow tips that strike with love, compassion and peace, for ourselves and those around us.

May you walk in beauty!

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Got Fish?

Most mornings when I arrive at work I drop my bag in a drawer, turn on the computer and take a clear empty bowl to a nearby sink. After I fill it with clear water I bring it back to my office and set it on the short file cabinet. Every once in a while a client will ask me, “Hey, Doc, got fish?”

I’m a water woman. I’m made of about 60 percent of water, love to drink it, play in it and clear my energy with it. Not only do I deal with others’ watery emotions all day long, I also do my best to manage mine.  The bowl of water that sits on the cabinet does a lot for me and for anyone who sits in the room with me. Some would say it’s a feng shui thing. I’ve read that water can bring prosperity and wealth. The reason I use it is because it helps keep the energy in my room clear, picking up anything that really doesn’t belong in there, that will bring imbalance. One of my spiritual teachers told me that it brings negative ions into the room and that’s exactly what we want. Just think of the feeling in a room when a window is open and there is a gentle rain coming down outside. There is much spiritual activity that goes on during those times. We receive spiritual messages easily as the rain conducts and facilitates the exchange of energy.

Many times when I’m sitting with clients it’s important for me to determine whether they’re dealing with more of a spiritual issue than a mental health or emotional one. They are very similar in some ways. I take a glance at my water and allow my vision to soften and read the water and take in what it has to say. That’s called scrying. Sometimes I see images in the water and at other times the presence of tiny bubbles throughout the bowl tells me that I am dealing with a spiritual issue. I guess I can say that water helps with the diagnosing and treatment of the problem.

In any event, on the days I haven’t filled my small bowl with water I feel a distinct heaviness in the room. There’s a stagnant feel to the atmosphere and I just feel absolutely wiggly until I can leave and smudge myself properly. I owe the people who sit with me a clean and clear environment. They come for peace of mind and balance of spirit. There are many small ways that can help to make that happen and water just happens to be one of them. Whenever someone asks me whether there’s a fish somewhere in the bowl, I just smile and tell them that the bowl of water is to keep the energy in the room clear. That usually suffices.

Oh, and by the way, I am planning to add fish to my family of pets but these will be kept in their very own aquarium.

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Palabras

Palabras -Impasse

I’d just come in from taking a long walk with my partner and our dogs. Here the trees are blooming with delicate white and pink flowers. There are annuals that are showing their proud colors and children and their parents are skating along on board and riding bikes. Today we were showered for a few minutes with a warm rain.  Coming inside I prepared as usual to pull a card. I began receiving messages as I pulled out sage, matches and my feather fan. I heard that we should pull up our boot straps and ready ourselves for what is coming our way, that we are in a great transition, spiritually as well as everything else, and that we might consider being open to the opportunities that are presenting themselves, no matter how minute we think they seem. Then I pulled the card and had the image that Graciella sat here in her mature wise woman form. She nods her head as I write this. I asked her, what is it that you would like the readers to know? The card we pulled was the Impasse card.

Impasse

Image: A road is blocked by a herd of long horn cattle. There is a rusted broken down car that is off to the side of the path that is clearly impassable. There is a man walking with a cane who is head face on to the cattle. We see him from the side and back. He is wearing a small round fedora and a non-descript jacket. The land looks like one that is unused. A bare limbed tree is the only other living thing that is seen.

Words: Things are not what they seem to be. Decisions that seem to be between life and death are not. You have options, therefore, choices to make. Set objectives and goals. Make plans. Steer away from getting stuck in deciphering which road to take. Actions may bring discomfort or distress. You can stop what you are doing swiftly. Let your heart bleed into your brain and create a pure channel from which to work.

Read: I see the image of myself taking a fluid-like form and just bending around what seems to be a huge machine-like obstacle that is standing in my way. When I change form the obstacle no longer exists. I can go through the door if I’d like or I could go under the door too. Whatever I choose to do I can in the new form. Meditate, meditate and you will receive the information that you need to move more easily in this time of great change. We can receive messages from others. I can do a reading for you if you’d like. Probably the single most informative way is by meditating. What you will hear comes from within you, about you, for you.  Your meditation can be the practice of your choice. You don’t have to sit in lotus position for 20 minutes, if you can and like that way, then do it. Find a focal point, a quiet space, a comfortable position, take a cleansing breath and find your way to your meditative state. This could be done at home, in your office or at the library. You know where the place is, you see it in your mind’s eye, if you choose not to do it, that’s okay too. Share with someone if you find meditating difficult. There are many of us that will help you along, some of us are visible and some of us are invisible. Make your choice.

Until next week!

Theresa

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Nocturnal Muse

The clock glares 3am. My eyelids have once again popped open. It’s as though an electrical switch has been flipped up. Frankenstein’s gadgetry turned on high voltage! I wake up like Frank, too, with a low moan and a stiff stretch. I have the three am blues!

I’ve spoken to so many people who’ve complained about waking up in the middle of the night. I’ve sat there counseling them on the wonders of sleep hygiene as I secretly gloated about my enraptured nights of dreaming. We’ve talked about limiting caffeine intake, no daytime napping, drinking a nice decaffeinated herbal tea in a sweet ritual designed solely for the individual.  I’ve even suggested that they write down what comes to mind during this quiet time. The list goes on. I was sure that if they attended to these routines that they would sleep as blissfully as me.

For some reason my nights have changed. I’m really not up agonizing over gut wrenching personal problems, thank the stars. There is no mouse chewing at the corners of my mind. The fact is that I’m just up.  Sometimes I’ve been hungry and a banana has done wonders to quell the pangs in my belly. I’ve contemplated making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and placing it next to my nightly glass of water. It will be ready and I won’t have to take the stairs to the kitchen and step on the dogs’ toys strewn on the living room floor.

There was something different the other night about it, though, and I decided to vary my routine. Getting up at six am daily for a very busy life, I despise having my brain turned on in the middle of the night but I chose to go with it rather than against it. I began to listen to the words that were banging in my brain. The images that were playing around in my inner vision were begging to be put on paper. So I shuffled out of bed in that moment of surrender. I began writing the poem that was coalescing in my head. This moontime madness had become an adventure for me. My style of writing was a bit different I realized as I read the words that were flowing out of my fingertips. Suddenly I was very glad that I’d decided to listen to my nocturnal muse. After a few minutes all was quiet. I put my pen down, ate a banana, went back to bed and fell into a deep sleep.

There was a difference in my attitude and in how I allowed the night hours to interact with me in this new way. I believe I was able to get in touch with a slant of me that I hadn’t been privy to since I tend to explore my creative side during the daytime.  Something special happened by sitting in the quiet of the darkened sky. My feminine creativity side came shining through as the moon above me did. This interior was dark, a little eerie and totally unexplored before that night. I’m anticipating traveling around it again the next time it wakes me up in the middle of the night.

Having reread my poem in the light of day I know that something special happened when I decided to listen to what had woken me. My writing may take on new forms such as that short rhythmical poem that I wrote. I’m considering rewriting it as a short story. When I sit in front of other bleary eyed individuals I will have something to share from my experience. Waking up at three am I may not have to be infused by the strong electrical current that Frankenstein was but maybe by the softly lit energy of the moon that is just as powerful.

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