I’m Back

It’s Friday! I have a few minutes before I leave for the weekend and wanted to share some great news: WordPress finally let me back on! I finally regained access to my account.

To be totally honest I have not made it a priority to regain account access (Two-way authentication, you’re dead to me). I am eager to write and share experiences with you. So much has happened. I cannot believe it’s been 6 months since my last blog. I need to dust off my Web site, roll up my sleeves, and share amazing stories with you; stories with the purpose of confirming we are all conduits of divine information.

As I head out, I wish you and your family a happy and safe weekend.

Much love and light,

theDrunkenMedium

Yoga Groove

“Why does anyone join yoga? After all, how can I ever get my body to twist like a pretzel or stand on my head and get any benefit? Yoga is only a girl thing. Dudes are not allowed.” I had many similar sentiments prior to starting my spiritual journey. As an intuitive medium I have learned to lead by faith. Shortly after a life-changing conversation at a bar (link to blog) in the summer of 2014, my inner guidance, intuition, a small voice within led me to yoga and eventually my current yoga studio, The Yoga Project in Fort Worth. My Ego subsided as my faith kicked into overdrive. “Just how and why did your intuition lead you to yoga,” you may ask?

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For a couple of months after my life-changing conversation at a bar I felt I was walking on clouds. I felt like I was floating through life; going through the motions but consumed by images and feeling that were not necessarily my images or feelings. Somehow I sensed what I needed was to rid myself of this real life-daydream feeling. My body, my soul needed an anchor. My soul needed to be tied down. I needed grounding. The energy that I was absorbing was draining me. It was making me fatigued and loopy. I don’t consider myself a guru of meditation; however, I have always known the power of prayer and meditation. It was through prayer and meditation I received the answer: yoga. Today I recognize that I had an overactive crown and solar plexus chakra and I desperately needed to strengthen my root chakra to balance my energy.

My first experience with yoga was through an app I downloaded on my smart phone.  I learned the name of poses, breathing techniques, and what a modified pose should look like. I will admit though, I did not have the form that can only be learned from a yogi. Again, my inner guidance indicated that I needed a yoga studio. My inner guidance manifested itself in Groupons, promotional introductory emails, and Facebook ads within days of each other. I tried a handful of yoga studios in the Fort Worth area. I learned a great deal, but none of them felt like home. After a year search of avoiding year-long contracts, autodrafts, and schedules that conflicted with mine, I set my intentions to find a studio that was right for me.

I vividly recall the moment I saw The Yoga Project in Fort Worth Facebook ad. The fact that I could practice yoga while overlooking the Trinity River almost sold me. Fortunately for me, the Fort Worth studio is conveniently located down the road from work. The fact that I could practice during lunch and purchase ten classes at a time and have a year to use them, thus avoiding contracts, won me over. Again, my intuition delivered with meeting all my expectations and more. It has been a year and a half and I have gained so much more than what I expected.

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Through yoga I have expanded my own personal intuition. Through yoga I have acquainted myself with my own chakra system. And through yoga, my mediumship abilities have catapulted to levels that leave me in awe. Each time I step in the yoga studio is like walking into a sanctuary. I feel and see everyone’s energy. I sense everyone’s love converging to one singular heartbeat.  I feel the energy of self-determination of everyone present. On occasion, I have sensed people’s loved ones who have passed present in the studio, watching, cheering on their child/grandchild as they commence their personal path to self-discovery. In a bold move on my part, but guided by my inner guidance, I even delivered a message to a yogi. Yes, I have found my studio: this studio is my temple and my yoga mat is my souls’ Eucharist.

#SpeakYourTruth

I caution you, this blog will be a hit or miss for the reader. Either you can totally relate with #SpeakYourTruth or find yourself completely confused.  As a self-diagnosed recovering mute and intuitive medium, I have learned the importance of holding yourself equal to those you serve. If you relate you know exactly what I mean. If you are confused let me explain.

Person A

A bullet-proof glass separates father and children. A short-wired phone acts as a life line for the jail-ridden father, but for the children, it is just another task to complete for the day. The mundane task “See Dad Before He Gets Deported” vexes teenagers who are completely over the insipid excuses of a father’s shortcomings. A simple, “I am sorry, it’s completely my fault that I am behind bars and I recognize all the turmoil I caused,” is the wrecking ball the children need to break down the Great Walls they constructed to insulate themselves from their father. Regrettably, the father cannot #SpeakYourTruth. The father cannot say what I clairsentiently feel in his heart. The father cannot say what I intuitively know he wants to say to make this jail visit worthwhile for his children on the other side of the bullet-proof glass.  Conversely, I feel the gut pain the children feel in that moment: the moment where for the first time you feel powerful and superior to the weaker, vulnerable person behind bars. My brain reverberated and brought me to the day I was on the other side of the bullet-proof glass facing the pedophile who molested me. Like I did at that precise time, I wanted to #SpeakYourTruth, but quietly acquiesced my ego to show respect. It’s crazy what half an inch of glass can do to a person. That half inch of glass can simultaneously be Superman’s Kryptonite and Harry Potter’s protective invisible cloak.

­Person B

A night of celebration fills the air as a perished maternal grandfather comes forth. Person B joined my wife and me for drinks after a rehearsal dinner. #SpeakYourTruth, #SpeakYourTruth echoed in my ear. The maternal grandfather who passed several years ago insisted I repeat those words to his granddaughter with whom I shared drinks. This was my first time meeting Person B. “How can I broach the subject naturally in conversation?” I asked myself and Angels. I felt a gurgling sensation and pain that Person B suffered. Instantly, I felt an affinity toward her. I knew she withheld her feelings for the sake of others. I instinctively knew she was that person people in need first called for a bail out. The tremendous amount of pressure she had undertaken by placating others suffocated me. I felt it all. Surprisingly, her maternal grandfather was the complete opposite. I heard him curse and I felt confident when he came forth. Person B and grandfather were opposites, but grandfather came through as a means to provide guidance and balance. He himself acknowledged his egregious #SpeakYourTruth moments in his lifetime. In fact, he regretted his overactive propensity to #SpeakYourTruth. Living or passed, our shortcomings hinder our present lifetime and turn to regrets when we pass if we do not acknowledge and manage them now.

Person C

A new bride and groom dance the ceremonial first dance as I feel a childhood friend came through for a group of friends. “Please God, if you want me to channel this friend, place me alone with the group,” I pleaded. Inevitably, Sprit accommodated my request. In that private moment, I channelled the group’s childhood friend. The passed loved one came through to acknowledge the broken relationship between mother and Person C (son). Person C could not communicate with his mother and Spirit was fully aware of it. Spirit supplicated that Person C extend an olive branch and talk to his mother. The friend did not want Person C to suffer the pain of regret similar to what Person C felt for not answering his friend’s phone call before he passed. #SpeakYourTruth I heard. The friend came through to encourage Person C to #SpeakYourTruth and make amends with his mother.

I have learned and Spirit shows me that #SpeakYourTruth does not mean being rude, brash, or unloving. #SpeakYourTruth does not mean blatantly casting other people’s feeling aside. #SpeakYourTruth does not mean being disloyal to your partner.

#SpeakYourTruth means saying how you feel in a loving, harmonious way. #SpeakYouTruth means saying, “Yes, thank you, I will take you up on your offer to watch my kids.” #SpeakYourTruth means “No, sorry partner, I prefer you stay home Friday night.” #SpeakYourTruth is telling your parent, “I appreciate your eagerness to help me, but I will let you know when I need your help.” #SpeakYouTruth means saying, “Your action hurt me and I know you care for me, but I want you to know how your actions make me feel.”

Speaking your truth is way easier said than done. I realize this. For a long time I quietly subsided my feelings for the sake of pleasing others. Often times I found myself inadvertently hurting others by trying to placate others. I became a master juggler with a plastered smile. I managed everyone’s feelings while neglecting my own.

For a long time I suffered from stomach pains and acne. I easily absorbed the energy of those around me. True in the past and present, I can walk into a room and automatically feel the energy that blankets the entire room. If the energy was heavy or if there was a fight, I innately made it a point to resolve the conflict even when the fight did not involve me. The persistent stomach ailments led to an appendectomy at the age of 27. With the help of Spirit, at the age of 32, did I finally learn the important lesson of #SpeakYourTruth. It is vital to align your chakras, especially your solar plexus chakra that governs your stomach (see link). As self-diagnosed recovering mute medium, I am learning how to master the art of being true to myself while aligning to God’s will: how to balance masculine and feminine energy, how to intertwine Ying and Yang. To many of you, this blog is irrelevant. To some it will strongly resonate. We have this life. We must live it to the fullest. A vital tool to living life to the fullest is #SpeakYourTruth (read the following book).