The New Year....

Well, Christmas is over once again for another year.

Three whole days of eating, socialising and playing nice with certain family members who push your buttons, no matter how much you energetically protect yourself. I speak for myself!

I often think about the spiritual law of treating people well and unconditionally offering assistance, love and whatever else, without judgement etc. I find this really easy to do, except within the family. I can still become hurt, frustrated or annoyed at relative's words or actions. Yet, doesn't this spiritual law start with family? Treating well and accepting your loved ones as they are and practicing to be the best person you can be in their company, then letting go and not taking things personally? Isn't it within the family unit where we learn our lessons first and foremost?

I often ask myself why close family (or close relationships) can bring out the worst in me at times? I guess, I am most vulnerable with my husband, my relatives. Their words and actions do have an impact. I let them have an impact due to the emotional connection. Once I have mastered non reaction to 'my buttons being pushed', I will be happily satisfied I have ascended to a higher level – I imagine that will be when I pass over and not before!

However, it's always wonderful to catch up with family members, especially those who live interstate or overseas, whom you don't get to see often. Christmas is a time of loving, sharing, validating and appreciating who is in your life and how lucky you really are. Although it's not just at Christmas time, it's every day that we are fortunate....

So with New Year's Eve coming up this week, celebrations being planned along with new year's resolutions, another fresh year begins. Another year older and another year full of opportunity to put into practice that which you have been wanting to pursue for a long time. You have pushed your 'want' to the back of the line, while too many more important tasks (in your eyes) have taken priority. Maybe this year is your year!

Happy New Year to you. May 2016 bring heaps of love, luck, success and happiness, along with insightful wisdom, growth, good health and positive self manifestations.

We'll talk again next year : )

 

 

Crazy Christmas Time....

It's Christmas week and there seems to be a lot of hectic and stressful households trying their best to bring Christmas, and all that goes with it, together. I guess mine is included in this! Each year my husband and I are the lucky ones (or not) to have Christmas Day at our place, and each year I proceed to put so much pressure on myself to have everything looking beautiful, that there's enough (delicious) food on the table, that everyone is happy and well looked after while here. I'm sure you all know what I mean. It's the same thing every year! Then quick as a flash, Christmas is over, the new year begins and life returns to the norm.

However, let's remember the true enjoyment of Christmas, that is spending quality time with loved ones. Make the most of your time together and (if you are fortunate enough) your time off from work over the festive season, as you never know what tomorrow brings. Let your family and friends know you love them through your words and actions....

So on that note, I want to wish you all a beautiful and safe Christmas time, filled with love and laughter. May 2016 bring you good health, success, happiness and growth and may it be extra good to you in general.

Thank you to those who have been regularly reading my blog this year. I truly appreciate it and I hope my writing positively touches you in some way, even if it's as simple as putting a smile on your face.

I look forward to sharing more with you next year.....

'Merry Christmas Everyone'

Love,

The Stumbling Spiritualist

Camilla xoxo

 

 

A Great New Year's Eve Idea!

With Christmas on our door step, another year edges to a close. How can this be? It feels like we only celebrated the festive season not long ago, and why is it the older I turn, each year seems to pass more quickly? I do know the busier I am, the quicker time flies by. However, the more occupied I am, the more eventful my life is through meeting people in the right place at the right time, or experiences coming forth from left field to challenge, inspire or to fill my life with joy. Something's always bubbling under the surface, even if I can't yet see it. So much diverseness seems to continuously present itself that, after the initial delight (or challenge), I usually place it to the back of my mind as a new experience takes the limelight, and validated events fade into the past.

During my travels this week, I met an inspiring woman who shared with me a brilliant idea!

Every time something wonderful happens to her throughout the year, she documents the experience on a small piece of paper and places it into a jar. These little notes accumulate throughout the months and on every New Year's Eve, she tips the contents of the jar out onto a table and spends the evening with good friends, delicious food and beverages, while reading each little, randomly picked note.

It's not until she reads all the wonderful blessings life showered her with during the year, that she truly reflects, ponders over, is grateful for and can appreciate how fortunate she is. This way the year also ends on a positive, content and happy note, and leaves her readily motivated to commence the new year with a spring in her step, excited about what the future holds.

I love this idea! Not only does it give you the satisfaction of celebrating the goals you have achieved, but it also reminds you of how blessed your life is and how far you have come, how much you have grown. So, instead of feeling like another year has flown by in a blink of an eye, you are reminded of how productive the amazing year has been, as it's there right in front of you in black and white. With anticipation, I'm definitely going to put this into practice in 2016.

 

 

　

An Amazing Voluntary Commitment

My thoughtful husband brought home a tiny baby ring tailed possum late one afternoon last week that he had spotted in the middle of a main country road. I immediately rang one of our wildlife carers in the local area, who was more than happy to take on this helpless, sweet, little animal, stating she already had seven others in her care and this precious possum would fit right in.

I was so relieved, as I do not know the first thing about caring for a possum, or any other native animal for that matter, however I adore animals and want nothing more than to see orphaned, sick or injured creatures survive and return to good health. So I decided to find out more about these, (obviously wonderful) people, who voluntarily choose to give their time and energy to save, heal and return our beautiful native wildlife back to the environment.

Kylie Laing from Venus Bay and Sue Moore from Tarwin Lower are two such wild life rescuers. Both ladies are married, Kylie with two young children and Sue is a proud grandmother of three grandchildren, who visit and stay with her often.

At Sue's shelter there are birds, reptiles and animals everywhere, of all sizes, all types, inside and outside the home in confined areas. Some are sleeping, some are calling for their feed, some sitting quietly, recuperating, relaxed and enjoying their safe, peaceful temporary home. The most surprising and gorgeous animal was a tiny baby koala that Sue suddenly pulled out from under her jumper! I hadn't even noticed she was carrying this precious, little furry ball! She was found sitting at the bottom of a tree in the Sandy Point area wearing a bloody nose. Sadly, it is still unknown whether she will survive, however Sue is giving her all to see that she does.　

Sue began caring for and rescuing wildlife nine years ago, when she found a baby koala.Kylie began caring for and rescuing wildlife nineteen years ago, after she found a baby wombat in Venus Bay.
After initially exploring and researching shelters and what was involved, both women completed their training and gained their 'Wildlife and Rescue' licences.

Each year, the number of animals, birds and reptiles needing assistance increases. This year on average three creatures per week have been taken in and cared for.The amount of work, time, energy and money (no funding for these girls!), that's involved in running a wildlife and rescue shelter on a daily basis is enormous.

There are four hourly feeds around the clock to orphans, daily sanitisation of cages, food shopping, food preparation, night grass picking, extensive washing and transportation to vet appointments or other more appropriately set up shelters. Wildlife carers are typically on call 24 hours a day, having to answer police calls and give advice to the public, as well as driving to reported locations to pick up creatures.

I absolutely admire these beautiful women, who go above and beyond to help our unique wildlife. When tasks seem tough and time or money is lacking, their commitment remains strong. Sue and Kylie both say their love for the animals is their guiding light, and they just do what they can with the resources they have and they get on with it. How inspiring.....

There are many ways you can assist these wonderful carers. They always need help with washing loads of laundry, picking appropriate eucalyptus leaves and sewing simple pouches in various sizes. If you are a retired (or not) tradesman/handyman, you can help by building or maintaining enclosures. Please talk to your local wildlife shelter carers for more ideas. I'm sure they will appreciate your assistance!

Is It Possible To Talk To Animals Telepathically And Have Them Understand?

Our household has been crazy ever since my husband brought home a beautiful, scared and traumatised four week old kitten he had found dumped, sitting in the middle of a main country road. Her little face was covered in dried blood and she needed some serious tender and loving care, which we were only too happy to give her. However, our nine month old ginger kitten, who weighs nearly five kilos, wasn't so impressed after he finally realised what was going on and how he suddenly had to share mum and dad's attention.

Well, that was nearly eight weeks ago and it's only been the last two weeks the two fluff balls have been able to roam the house freely, although always under supervision. Little Bluebell has taken a liking to Ginge's long and beautiful tail, and excitedly stalks and then bites it. Poor Ginge isn't impressed and let's her know this in no uncertain terms, yet still Bluebell continues, in her juvenile way, to go back for more again...and again. It's been a challenging couple of months and extremely time consuming. It amazes me how one tiny little kitten can manage to bring the whole home equilibrium out of balance – but let me tell you, it's possible!

During the initial stages, I attempted my best to bring these two felines together, in the hope they would warm to each other. I initially often placed Bluebell in a guinea pig cage to keep Ginge from attacking her and causing potential, physical harm, while they had the opportunity to become accustomed to each other and their smells. There are many other tactics I incorporated and possibly each helped a little to finally reach a point of progress.

Mostly I spoke to both of them, out loud and telepathically. Each on their own, as well as together. I explained to Ginge, Bluebell was rescued and needed our help, even though we did not plan to adopt another cat. I assured him his comforts will not change, in fact he is gaining a playmate and companion. Plus there is more than enough love in this household to cover all bases, and he would not miss out – ever. Ginge would look attentatively at me while I was talking and I wondered if he understood...

On the other hand, when I spoke to Bluebell, she seemed to be completely oblivious to my words, or chose to ignore me, while she lined up Ginge's tail, wiggled her little bum, and proceeded to pounce on him who, needless to say, became angry and retaliated. However even now, Ginge seems to react in a positive way for a short while after I speak to him. He pulls back a little, or even (though in a disgruntled way) walks off, away from Bluebell.

I had an extremely close, loving bond with our beautiful cat, Oscar, whom we sadly had to euthanise last year, and I remember often when my husband and I went to bed and Oscar wasn't inside yet, I would telepathically call him home. Sure enough, after a few minutes he would be sitting outside our French bedroom doors, waiting patiently for me to let him in. It never ceased to amaze me and I wondered then if and how much Oscar understood....

Last week, I purposely decided to try telepathy on my gorgeous, retired horse, whom we adopted a few years ago. I always speak to him out loud, as I speak to all our animals, and as I imagine we all do, don't we? It was early in the morning and armed with carrots and his fly mask, I proceeded to walk towards him and telepathically let him know I was coming and that he was going to wear his mask today, due to the warm weather, to stop his nose from sunburn and to keep the wretched flies away from his face. He loves his carrots, so I mentioned those as well, waiting for his head to turn upon hearing his favorite word 'carrots'! I was about eight metres away from him, after walking and talking for approximately fifty metres, when he suddenly jumped in fright. I'd obviously scared the daylights out of him! I guess he didn't hear me...

So generally speaking, can and do animals understand, I wonder? Can they also have selective hearing, as some humans tend to have? Animals have souls too, so are they also evolving at their own pace as we are, and once they reach a certain point of enlightenment, does telepathic communication come easy to them?

There are many Animal Psychics in this world, who are adamant animals can understand us and visa versa. I do not know if this is true however, I keep an open mind, and I will continue to talk to my beautiful fury family. They definitely all know and react to the tone of my voice and that brings me great joy.

But honestly, verbal communication is neither here or there, as the loving, trusting energy between us and our beloved animals is far greater and significant than any conversation. I believe the eyes say it all....