A Huge Message From Farmville

Inspiration can sometimes smack you across the face with a heavy 'thud' and come from the most unexpected places.

One might think that journeying to the other realms and being given messages, imagery and symbolism that not only answers simple questions but goes beyond what is sought would be inspiration enough to follow the Divine voice and act upon those Divine inspirations.

No. Not really. Sometimes, it takes inspiration from a more unlikely source to confirm those messages and directions from the Divine, even though they come from those that we should place all trust and guidance (Yo, Raphael!).

Shamanic practice is still rather new to me, Energy work is not as new to me, but the connections within Nature, ourselves, the Divine and energy to everything in the Universe is being confirmed and strengthened within me every day. Yet, I can encounter a divinity such as Raphael, or Zadkiel, or any number of guides, teacher and angels during a journey and either question myself or my ability to carry out the path that I'm looked upon to carry out.

And then, this happens ...

I get called out on my writing this blog. I'm told to not repeat to you, the reader, to 'stop doubting me' and repeating that, 'I'm not crazy.' The thing that is amazing to me is that I wasn't called out over my human faults and doubts by those who I would expect such as the Archangels, snake, Siberian Tiger or even the frog. Sure, they have all reiterated, sometimes vigorously, that I follow my path and not doubt, fear or concern myself with the dark energy.
I was called out by the most unlikely source I could imagine... my stepdaughter, Kelsey.

Kelsey Daniel is an old soul. She is in her junior year at Longwood University in a little town named, believe it or not, Farmville, Virginia, where she is studying graphic art. She is an amazing artist. Personally, having a commercial art degree myself and having lived and worked in that industry as an art director, I think she's aiming low. Her natural talent is beyond graphic arts... but, that neither here nor there and the Universe will place her where she belongs and will gather and provide the most light for others and herself.

Since I'm human and think like a human, I now understand that there are some messages that the Divine can convey only by using another divinely-inspired human. I have my own answers as to why Kelsey is now in my life. Her mother, also an old soul that is becoming more enlightened and accepting of the Divine each day, inspired me to journal my Shamanic journeys and has the gift of clairaudience. She also received a clear message that I need to write a children's book, based upon those journeys. I'm still trying to figure out how to write for children. If you've read my other 'Yelps' blog (15k reads, woohoo!) you'll understand why this is.

The cool thing is that Kelsey, as an artist and as one who also has a connection to the Divine, can easily illustrate the book which would be quite an undertaking since many of my journeys are very visual and often contain symbolism.

My point is this ... we can often discount signs and messages from the Divine that seem unreasonable to us. But, as human beings, seeing is believing. To put the two together, human messages that are undoubtedly divinely inspired and Divine messages, is a confirmation that my eyes, ears, heart and soul are open to accepting this shift in consciousness and purpose that is laid out, despite my reservations.

Who would have ever thought that someone who isn't yet twenty-one years old could catch my attention in such a profound manner? Not me, that's for damn sure.

I'm extremely humbled by, and proud of Kelsey. I'm also thankful that she is aware. Whether she realizes it or not, she is also undergoing a transformation and enlightenment. This world needs her and the younger generations to stop, look, listen and appreciate that they are part of everything and everything is a part of them as well.

That said, I didn't call myself, 'crazy' or tell you to, 'stop reading now, you won't believe me' once during this post. I now know that I'm not crazy and that what I'm writing is being taken seriously.

And that information didn't come from an Archangel. It came from a twenty-year-old college junior in Farmville. Virginia.

Who'd 'a thunk it?

Namaste.