Don't Compare Yourself to Anyone

In Sickness and in Health - Why You Attract Illness and Injury, Part 1

If you get sick or hurt, it's all your fault. Yep, that's right, you did it!


Sure, that sounds pretty mean and maybe your first reaction is, "No, it's not my fault!" But if you accept responsibility for attracting or creating illness (and everything else in your life), then there is good news--you have the power to change it!


Let me explain. Everything starts with Spirit. There is a chunk of Spirit within you, that is commonly called your Soul, and it is a part of a massive Energy, that is commonly called God--although for my purposes, I will call it something else. The word "God" is so super-charged with fear and guilt and emotion and judgment that I prefer to use a word that will better connote the idea of creation and forward motion. I'll use "Spirit" to indicate this massive creative force.


In addition to your Soul, you have what I call angels and guides, extra-physical energy entities that guide you on your planned journey through this life. (Yes, there's a plan--and you planned it!) And you have messengers in the form of other incarnate Souls like yourself, along with events, experiences, feelings, and thoughts--all lined up to give you messages that will guide you to live your best life, the life you came here to live.


Simple enough? I hope so, but take a moment to let that sink in.


Spirit constantly communicates with you, starting with your emotions and thoughts (think, for example, "Listen to your heart"), and working through many other things in your environment and awareness. Your body is a messenger, as well, but by the time Spirit starts to talk through your body, in the form of illness or injury, it has reached its last resort.


Now, we are all born with an understanding of the Language of Spirit. However, in a very short time, we forget it, simply because of the way that human beings have evolved culturally. For example, our parents had to be sure we could get along in the world, so they had to say "No" when we tried to touch the stove or run into the street or bite another child. And if you are a parent, like me, you do this too.


We only have as much understanding as we have had, and we have gotten away from the Language of Spirit, whose sole (or "soul") purpose is to guide us to our best life and to assist in fulfilling our life purpose.


What this means is that if we could remember how to listen to our Spirit (remember "Listen to your heart"), we would not get sick or hurt. Likewise, if we become enlightened or gain the understanding that we need, even after becoming sick or hurt, we would be healed.


Next time, I will cite a couple of examples to help illustrate all of this. Until then, see if you can handle it! I look forward to bringing you more!


Your friendly global mystic,
Susan K. Morrow
http://www.susankmorrow.com/
512-257-2737
Susan@SusanKMorrow.com

Making Sense of That Tweet

Hey! Like about half the people I know, I've recently begun to use Twitter. If you're not aware, Twitter (.com) is a mini-blog site. Each entry is limited to only 140 characters. One of the cool things about it is that you can post links there--in this case, I'm going to post the link to my maxi-blog (this one). Convenient!

I want to explain a Tweet (posting on Twitter) that I posted earlier today. I said, "Love those repeated messages. Thanks to my messengers--I get it!"

I thought that might appear a bit esoteric, so here's what I meant. Everything starts with Spirit and your whole life is a presentation of messages that will point you in the best directions to live the life you came here to live. (And it's beside the point, but nobody came into this life to be miserable. Remember my adage from my days as a wee mystic: If you're not at least trying to be happy, you're not doing it right.)

In other words, messages come to you in many and varied forms, including your thoughts and feelings, your body, the people around you, nature, things you read... Anything that catches your attention deserves scrutiny.

SO VERY OFTEN, I find that messages come in duplicate or triplicate. And I know that, just because I noticed something once or twice doesn't mean that's the only time I've received it. These messages are like roaches. For every one you see, there are hundreds of others that you missed.

Ew. Gross analogy. Anyway, I recently heard the EXACT SAME THING from three different people. One person is my new marketing assistant, who told me that she sometimes writes blog entries for her clients. (Not this one, it's really me.) The next person is a friend, who is a successful copywriter, who told me she has started subbing out some press releases. She has a junior copywriter write the first draft, and then she does her magic on it. Saves her a lot of time and effort. The third person showed up today. A new friend, she's a life coach, and she mentioned her blog and how effective it is for her business. She said that she had tried a service that writes the blog for the blogger, then she would edit it to make it her own.

Do these three messages sound almost identical? This happens to me ALL THE TIME--and guess what. It happens to you all the time too! You've probably become somewhat immune to it. And that's why I'm telling you this now. Start paying attention.

For my clients, when I talk about paying attention to the messages, I sometimes use an example about seeing and hearing frogs. Two frogs? You'd better listen up. Three frogs? Now you've got something really important.

So will my next blog post be ghost-written??? Well, I really like writing, so I don't know, but it could happen. I got the message!

Until next time,
y'all be good!
Susan K. Morrow
512-257-2737
http://www.susankmorrow.com/
Follow me on Twitter: http://twitter.com/sistermystic
Author of the brand-new book Channel One: 137 Messages from the Universe
Plus Seven Chakras, Seven Days and Dead On: Spirited Stories from a Medium's Diary

Put the Knife Down!

Do you get stressed out as each year draws to a close and the holidays are upon us? Lots of people do and, with due respect to the men we love, it's usually the women who bear the burden of holiday preparations.

Personally, I really enjoy decorating and cooking, planning meals and shopping for gifts for everyone I love. That doesn't mean it isn't stressful and exhausting. As a perfect example of the way that our spirits make sure we do what's best for us, here's a story from my Christmas Day a couple of years ago:

I did all the work, as usual. I'm a widow, so there isn't even a lazy husband to gripe about; I just have to do it. And I do enjoy it, but a few days before Christmas, I stood looking at all the gifts I had shopped for and wrapped, gleaming under the tree that I had decorated, and I thought, "I really work hard at this. It's worth it to give my children a good, pleasant Christmas, but it would be great to have some help."

Be careful what you wish for. Cut to Christmas Day. And I don't use the word "cut" loosely. I am in the kitchen, plenty of able-bodied family around, and I am doing everything, even refusing the others' offers to help. "No, no, thank you, I can do it myself."

I'm carving the turkey--a man's job, if you'll pardon my sexism for a moment--and the blades on the electric knife get stuck. I unplug the knife, remove the blades, and try to un-jam them. Oh, yes, I manage to make a very nasty, bloody cut on my index finger.

Should we go to the hospital? I'm sitting on the floor, because I'm a fainter and I tend to faint when I hurt my hands or feet. I have my head down, trying not to pass out completely, mumbling orders to rinse the blood out of the sink and to look at my finger and tell me whether I should go to the ER. Daddy says yes. Boyfriend says maybe, it's up to me.

Later, my doctor-sister tells me over the phone that I should definitely go, I probably need stitches, and the joint could be jeopardized. I feel like the little kid in that movie--"You'll shoot your eye out, kid!"

I opt out of the trip to the ER. But guess what... I can't do it all anymore. I'm winged. I'm on the injured reserve list. I have to have help.

And you bet the whole family rallied and took care of stuff. I still directed, pointing with my bandaged finger, asking someone to put the potatoes on the table and someone else to fill the glasses. And someone finish carving the turkey!

And Christmas dinner was perfectly lovely. The throbbing notwithstanding.

My spirit knew that it wasn't right for me or for anyone else if I did all the work. I was being selfish, in a way, keeping all the work to myself and then getting to play martyr. Mm-hm. Serves me right. But I got the message.

What message is trying to come through to you? A good psychic can help you with that...!

Blessings to you at this festive time of year!
Susan K.

(c) 2007, Susan K. Morrow