I Would Walk 15,000 steps. . .

Dear Source, Mother Gaia (Earth) . . .  and any and all Entities of Light — those for the good of all concerned — thank you for another day and for being a part of it.

It was between 50 and 60 degrees even very early this morning, so I made sure to strap up my hiking boots and get out the door.  I walked for 2 hours and probably about 5 miles or 11,000 steps (will be 15,000 total after walking the dogs another mile this afternoon and walking around the house and work tonight).  My legs are a little sore. (“What the heck are we doing here, Teri?”)  But otherwise I’m feeling great.  I have my pace, my route, and my time frame, and I’m ready to get back to walking.

It was about this time last year that I got the inspiration to walk the Camino in 2017.  Just about this time I started training, taking the steps I’m taking now.  I’ve started getting flashbacks to the walk.  I’ve started missing it.  I’d really like to walk another one.  Not this year, but 2019.  I’d really like to “take a hike” in the summer of 2019.  The Kumano Kodo would be great, but I would settle for something local or Canada, too.

What brings you joy?  Much love and many blessings. ❤

A Joyedian’s Tale: The Return of Sra. Crankypants

Dear angels, God, Ascended Masters, Entities of Light, saints, Mother Gaia (Earth) . . .  and any and all beings for the good of all concerned, thank you for another day and for being a part of it.

Today Sra. Cranky Pants is back (my alter-ego).  It occurred to me a few minutes ago — after riding out another of my many emotional rollercoasters — that I could actually be grateful for these experiences.  With this much emotional impact, I’m bound to grow.  It’s even inevitable for me . . . even when I try not to.

Yesterday I got triggered multiple times, this after being slammed a few days earlier on Monday and Tuesday with some high emotions and tough karmic learning.  I just wanted to quit caring.  I visualized closing doors over my heart.  It just felt like too much.

However, thanks to a husband who can’t accept “I’m fine.  I really don’t want to talk about it” — both honest “Thanks” and sarcastic “Thanks” there because I actually really didn’t want to talk about it, and yes, there is still a little bitterness there — a lot of it spilled out.  I didn’t feel great afterwards, but I would also like to quit judging myself, particularly on how I think I’m supposed to be for other people.

So, I’m still a little edgy today.  The ten degree weather really isn’t helping because I’m a sun and heat girl, and I’ve decided I’ll be riding out Chicago winters until our dream of living mobile happens — which is related to yesterday’s triggers, so I won’t be touching on that anymore today, thank you!

And in other news — though I am thinking this may actually be connected to what I was just writing about —  I am on Day 2 of Self-Healing with Reiki.  I decided it’s time to advance to the next level(s) of healing, and circumstances are pointing toward Reiki at the moment (though I enjoy the Healing Touch Chakra Connection sequence and will probably end up creating some combo of the two).  I’ve reconnected with my Reiki I teacher, I read through the entire Reiki I binder yesterday morning, and I am completing 21 days of the self-healing practice before I touch base with her again.

Sometimes you’ve gotta clear out the gunk so the light can stretch further.

Much love and many blessings. ❤

A Joyedian’s Tale: Enjoy Life

Dear angels, God, Ascended Masters, Entities of Light, saints, Mother Gaia (Earth) . . .  and any and all beings for the good of all concerned, thank you for another day and for being a part of it.

Trying to get back in the communication groove.  In the next few days I plan to post IT ALL: upcoming workshops, blog (this post!), youtube dream video for Teri Karl, youtube metaphysical video for WeAreValuableMedia, Facebook Live on Creating a Bug Free Mind . . . gotta get caught up, y’all!

I sank into a depression for a while yesterday.  I got dark, felt hollow, had a good cry — all that good stuff.  Now that I’ve had some time to process it, I realize it sprouted from 2 things:

1. The often inevitable crash downward after soaring to new heights of bliss.
2. Returning to “reality” after a glimpse of my dream life.

At the lunch reception after my wedding this past weekend, I turned to Brian in a state of complete bliss and told him: “I could die right now.”  (Not that I wanted to just yet – no worries!) I was just that happy.  The wedding went so perfectly that it all felt — and surely was — divinely guided.  My favorite birds were there at the ceremony with us (egrets), the weather was perfect (partly cloudy and 60’s), the scenery was amazing (ocean view), everyone arrived on time — actually everyone was early!, everyone’s outfits were amazingly coordinated, the presider did a fantastic job, I had 4 fantastic photographers (all immediate family members!), the food was great, the events were great, the company was great — it was all so amazing!

And then we came home.  Everyone went back to work.  And it was snowing when we arrived in Chicago.  I’ve been reflecting a lot on what my dream living situation is, and I’ve talked with Brian about it as well.  First of all, I would certainly love to spend most of my time in a climate of 50 degrees or higher. I have an uneasy peace with this Chicagoland climate.  Second, I really don’t want to stay in one place.  It is not the location that draws me (although I do feel quite at home in California).  It is the adventure that does.  Experiences like the Camino in Spain and this recent trip to California were perfect because every day was different.  I love the newness.  I love to taste.

So, I have no dream location to live in.  I have a dream lifestyle.  It’s a dream of adventure. of new sites and experiences.  This is what “enjoying life” means to me — which just happens to be my new year’s resolution for this year!  ❤ It’s something I’ve re-stepped into the last few years, and it’s something I will continue to embrace for the rest of my life.

 

Here’s to many more adventures for me, for you, and all the dreamers! Much love and many blessings. ❤

A Little Side Track

It’s been a bit of a long month!  Emotions running high and lessons being learned.  I was relieved to hear that others are experiencing their own challenges.  Perhaps it’s a little planetary push to move us along.

Movement toward the Kumano Kodo has stagnated a bit.  I’ve been walking and made copies of the crowdfunding suggestions, but that’s as far as I got.  Attention on the trip is now officially on hold because another piece of my vision has come to the forefront — wedding plans!  In a whirlwind decision, Brian and I decided to move things up and get married in early January of 2018.  I decided to keep to my vision, and we will be married in California, near where my godfather lives (with immediate family).  The place to stay and some of our flights are booked.  Next on the list is rental car, figuring out the details for getting our marriage license, and finding someone to officiate.

As far as healing, it’s been a little more casual the last couple of weeks.  I’ve done a chakra clearing on myself a few times, and tried some healing on Brian.   I’ve also done some long distance healing and imagery as well as stilling myself to allow my healing presence to come through.  I’ve been listening a lot to my last intuitive reports (a health analysis and prosperity report), and they remind me of my healing ability and of the need to recognize my authority.  And the angel numbers shower me with messages of 222s (everything is going to be alright) and continued encouragement to continue with my mission.

I’ve been having some beautiful experiences volunteering with Joliet Hospice.  I think the visits are just as important for me as they are for the patients I see!  I had my very first vigil visit last week, and I really felt my heart opening.  Whenever I lose sight of my usefulness in the world, the hospice work draws me back.

Have a wonderful weekend.  Much love and many blessings. ❤

A Journey of 1,000 miles (or 750). . . The Kumano Kodo

I’ve been wandering a bit, looking for a direction for this blog.  I think I’ve found it.  I’m a Lightworker and Adventurer, and here is my journey.  I hope you may find some benefit for you.

Adventuring: The Kumano Kodo (Japan)

Last Fall I was inspired by the documentary: Walking the Camino: Six Ways to Santiago to walk the Camino de Santiago, 500 miles through northern Spain.  I got a few minor and major kicks from the universe to get going on that journey, sooner rather than later, so in spring of 2017 I set the date and gave myself 2 months to prepare. I left for St. Jean Pied de Porte, France on July 26th and embarked on my 31-day journey.

When you are working on a dream, you must have one ready in the wings, and I received my next inspiration while still walking the Camino.  Some travelers spoke of another long walk — the Kumano Kodo — in Japan, also ancient, also spiritual, and 750 miles.   I was hooked.  Some weeks after completing the Camino in Spain, I declared my intention to walk the Kumano Kodo.  I set the date for the summer of 2019.

While driving to a Mastermind Retreat this past Friday I reflected on my goals and fixed on the Kumano Kodo.  I thought about the Camino and the manifestation process I’d experienced.  Yes, I had gone, I had made it until the end, and it had been a fantastic trip — and yet it set me back a bit in my finances.  And the Camino is a fairly economical walk.  From the research I’d done so far on the Kumano Kodo, the expenses would be higher this time, and this time I would not be walking solo — my fiancee was determined to join me on this trip.

So, I decided it’s time to push myself to the next level on this one.  New goal: going sponsored on the Kumano Kodo, including: travel to-and-from Japan for me and my fiancee, food and accommodations, updated hiking equipment, possible pet care expenses back at home, expenses for documentation of the journey, and work stipends.

My next thought is that I might approach Japan.  I read an article that the Japanese reached out to Spain to learn more about the Camino, wanting Japan’s Kumano Kodo to experience the same popularity.  I could help market for them by documenting my journey!

My next thoughts were:

1. I know 2 people from Japan.
2. I’m reading Tools of the Titans by Tim Ferriss, and I just got to the section entitled:  “Hacking Kickstarter.”  I could copy those pages and start from there.

And that’s as far as I’ve gotten so far. . .  If you have any other ideas, please share the love! But before I go, I also have some news in the Lightworker arena.

Lightworking: A Little “Healing Touch”

I was inspired over the past few weeks to pick up my Healing Touch manual again.  I was certified in Level 1 Healing Touch a few years ago.  A therapist at work just received Level 3 certification in Healing Touch, and I received a wonderful healing from her.  And just this past week I received a sound healing/Reiki/massage that was also just what I’d needed.

I’ve been certified in Level 1 Reiki and Level 1 Healing Touch, and I’ve attended the Hands of Light weekend workshop.  I’ve also been told in multiple intuitive reports that I have the “healing touch”, and that it would be beneficial to use it.  It finally feels like it’s time.

Saturday I practiced the Self-Chakra Clearing and felt a difference.  I then practiced the Chakra healing on two family members who also felt a difference.  (My goal is to do the clearing on myself every day and to do it for others at least once a week and possibly my pets.)  I’ve also been reading The Healing Energy of Your Hands by Michael Bradford and am really enjoying it (half-way done).

Conclusion

I feel I have more direction now.  I am a lightworker and adventurer: manifesting adventures, spreading the word of self as creator, and embracing my abilities as a healer.  I thank the Great Spirit, angels and all entities of light for their continued guidance, love, and protection. And thank you for another day.

Much love and many blessings. ❤

Flashback to the Camino: Day 1

(On the plane.) Here we go — the story begins.  The funny thing is, here I am leaving for the trip of a lifetime, and I’m worrying about that there are 36GB of cellular data on my phone.  What??  How did that happen?  I’m worried I’m costing the family plan an arm and a leg.  This is why I like controlling everything.  I like to know what’s going on.  I’m seeing from this. . . lost that thought — oh yeah!  that I must take one day at a time, steps at a time.

(Written in the notebook margin.) I am now determined to use the sides of the notebook, too.  No waste!  Write, write, write!  This will be a discovery journey.  What do I need?  What don’t I need?  What are my strengths?  What are my challenges?  I do want to stick to $40 (spent per day), but I would love the freedom to spend however I choose.  At least this will force me to go the more traditional route and meet more people.  I wonder who I will meet on my journey. . .  I hope they come from all over!  And I hope they speak English!  English is truly a blessing for its universality.  That is truly, truly a blessing.  And I feel really bad that I did not give a donation for the passport.  I will have to give a good donation next time.  Just even my first day in France will be a blessing!  Everything else is a bonus!  I’m . . .  lost that thought.  Oh yeah.  I’m not sure I will want to come back.  I’m enjoying tutoring less again.  Time to perk it up!  But also find ways of working that fit my dream.  Tutoring is simply not my dream, just as nothing but Shaklee is Brian’s dream — although, there is also the idea of the health center.

I was terrified today.  Terrified and scared.  And I don’t like this pen.  And I feel sick.  The Snickers bars were NOT a good idea.  I probably should have bought some food with the $6, but I didn’t.  I wonder if I could exchange it.  For $1 Euros.  So silly.  At least I have money for the transport.  I can’t believe we only have 1/2 hour.  I guess I should have taken a look at that .

But I can take a book or two.  I hope I get to say on the same plane — when in England.  I dislike getting on and off.  I’d like to feel some freedom with what I do there.  Maybe I could send my journals home – and items I no longer need.  my back back is ridiculously huge.  Watching a bit of the movie in front of me.  Almost want to watch a movie, but don’t.  I’ll read el Camino books.

Really excited about what I will see there.  Kind of wishing I had more phone access now, but I will look for wi-fi.

Perused the guidebook — even more excited about the trip now!  Pretty hungry, though.  What will I do with the notebooks is send them ahead on the 25th day.  I don’t know how this will work.  I’ll see how much I write in them, too.  10 pages per day.  It will take me 15 days to finish the 2 notebooks. (I only finished one notebook.) Maybe I will buy one more along the way.  And send all 3 ahead.  I can be frugal.  I think I need to really enjoy this, though.  Spain looks absolutely wonderful!  And limit technology, yes.  I will need to hop on wi-fi immediately at the end of the day to be able to talk to the U.S.  3pm will be 10pm!  (I was backwards here. . .)  Will definitely have to be during a break, I think.  Or maybe on a weekend when Brian can stay up a little longer.  5pm call?  Texting?  And I have 1 text a day, anyway.

We are in Canada now (overhead).  The blessings from everyone really meant a lot to me.  particularly the one from Grandma.  Really sweet.  I wonder what Dad told them. (text omitted)

This notebook is not the most important part of my experience, though it is important.  My spiritual journey is more so.  It’s me, God, and the angels right now!  I definitely have to come back here with my family —  Brian in particular.  If this goes well, and I’m anticipating it is going to go very well — I think I may actually come back many times.  I may bring others here.  Can’t wait to start walking!  Gotta keep that adrenaline, right!  Argh!  So excited!  I just kind of wish I had Brian with me.  But I know I need to go there alone.  It would probably be good for him to go it alone — or something similar — too.  I don’t know if I’ll ever do the Appalachian trail.  It’s not really my thing.  I don’t feel a need to prove myself amidst the crazy elements.  I’m really excited about meeting many different people.  I will just need to be sure that I get some Teri alone time.  It will probably need to happen when I am on the trail. I wonder if the one woman in the documentary was mostly alone.  I think my “theme of the journey” is “connection.”  Could also be “gratitude”, but I feel “connection” is stronger.  Connection with myself and connection with spirit/God/Goddess.  Maybe I will even figure out what I want to call them.  Thought a bout getting up and going to the bathroom because my seat partner did, but I don’t need to.  I think I’ll wait.  Better to practicing holding the bladder?  Not sure.  I think my seat partner looks a little like the (unintelligible writing) guy.

Still trying to understand humility. . . (to be continued)

 

Camino Withdrawal

It is good to be back at my laptop. I finished the Camino (“The French Way”) on July 28th, 2017.  Today I am back home and experiencing some serious “Camino” withdrawal. I understand this is normal, and it does feel good — cathartic, despite some pain.

At 5am this morning Brian woke up early to start his “Miracle Morning.” I got up with him (though a few minutes later). I stepped into his routine, started a pot of tea, and helped him make a smoothie — and then it hit. As we sat drinking our morning tea I related to him: “Right now I might be getting up, or maybe a little later (though on Spain time). I’d be putting lotion on my feet in the dark. Then, I’d roll up my sleeping bag liner. I’d wrap my big toes, put two layers of socks on, and fill up my water bottles . . . Then, I’d pack up, put my hiking boots on, and often leave in the dark. . .” Then the tears flowed. I think it concerned him, but I assured him this was normal.

Just this last Friday morning is when I reached Santiago. There wasn’t a big fanfare; I reached it alone. Friends had already arrived before and would continue to arrive after. I started the trip alone; I ended it alone — and I think I’d wanted it that way. On my way down the streets of Santiago that Friday, walking toward the Obradoiro Plaza, I heard city violinists played Sting’s “Fields of Gold.” How did they know to play that song? Memories of the first few days and my first walking companions swam back into my memory. My South Korean friend was once again playing the song on his phone for me and my Camino friends from France and the UK, as we walked along our own “fields of gold”, our feet swaying with the rows of wheat along the “French Way”.

I don’t want to forget. The tears remind me that I won’t. I still have not fully processed everything, and that’s ok. Thank you for taking this journey with me.

Love, light, blessings. ❤