Musings from moon advisor

Two little teardrops were floating down the river of life.
One drop said to the other, “I am the teardrop of a girl who loved a man and lost him.” Who are you?
“Well, I am the teardrop of the girl who won him.”


Love is very strange.
Love is unconditional commitment to an imperfect individual.
You need it but when you love, it’s like destining yourself for pain.
You become addicted and dependent on the person.
You become strong and at the same time, you open yourself up to being hurt.
Love can make you bear any kind of pain and any kind of sacrifice.
It can also make you feel stupid and act stupidly.
Sometimes when you love and end up giving so much of yourself, subconsciously you only discover how much you’ve given when the person you love hurts you or has to say goodbye.


Then you realize, an important part of yourself is already with that person.
It goes away when he leaves and you are left with a sickening, empty feeling inside. Tears are bound to shed from your eyes no matter how you force yourself to keep them in.
Most teardrops ever shed on this earth have been for love or lack of it.
When tears dry, a silent loss sticks to your heart for a long, long time.


Well, that’s what you get for caring so much about someone.
But how can you regret it?
To give yourself freely and lovingly is the most beautiful thing you can do.
Loving makes you real.
Loving also makes you cry.
And that is why a teardrop is also BEAUTIFUL.

"If you love, you will know that everything begins 

and everything ends, and there is a time for beginning 

and there is a time for ending, 

and there is no wound in it. 

One is not wounded, one simply knows the season is over. 

One is not in despair, one simply understands, 

and one thanks the other: "You gave me 

so many beautiful gifts. You gave me 

new visions of life, you opened a few windows I

might never have opened on my own. 

Now the time has come that we separate and our ways part." 

Not in anger, not in rage, not with a grudge, 

not with any complaint, but with tremendous gratitude, 

with great love, with thankfulness in the heart. 

If you know how to love, you will know how to separate." Osho

 

 

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For all of us who put our lives on 'hold'...

So often when I feel hurt it's because I have an expectation of another that is not being met.
I am in THEIR business believing things should be different than they are. Or that he/she should BE different or do what I want them to do.

When I can accept a person and what they bring to the table as they are, the hurt disappears. I am able to enjoy what there is to enjoy and the rest fades away. I notice I become more open to enjoying others, with no strings attached...no expectations, no needs, no demands, no conditions. I don't need them to make me feel a certain way because I am the number one person responsible for the way I feel.

My thoughts tell me how to feel so I become fully responsible for monitoring my thoughts... giving them the unconditional love they deserve... to question the ones that bring my body stress like, "He should've done that differently." (oh REALLY) Or, "She shouldn't be so high maintenance." (HAHA right) Or, "He always does this to me." Or, "Why does she ALWAYS distract me from what I need to do for me?!" Those thoughts lead to thoughts like, "Why isn't he calling me?" "Wait. Why is he with HER?" What's wrong with ME??" "I'm flawed." "I'll always be alone." "What's the point?" "Why am I even HERE?" "No one loves me." "I'm a loser." "Life sucks."

See the downward spiral effect? Expectations of others are a great set up for finding ourselves DEEP DOWN IN THE HOLE. Now that's not to say we shouldn't have some idea of what we deserve, what feels good, and ask for it.

Take for instance, the guy whose always been there but never fully commits to you.

I compare it to this: You own a parking garage (your heart). He rents a space. Except he hasn't paid in a year. He parks in the space once every few months and gives you a little bit of money every time he shows up, but he's WAY in debt. You allow him to keep his space even though he's WAY behind in payments and this works BEAUTIFULLY for him. You're so traumatized by this that you are afraid to rent out any of the other spaces... and you're mad at HIM because "he is causing your business to fail?" Turn it around....

"I am causing my business to fail by allowing a customer to play me like a suckuh." Now... it is his JOB to get as much from you as possible. Just like a car salesman. And I can't blame him. He's getting a GREAT deal!

BUT,  it's MY job NOT to do bad business.

Now, for those afraid to revoke his spot.. There's nothing in the rule book that says just because you revoke his spot, he can't get another one in your lot later. Thing is, there are hundreds of parking spaces in your lot (your heart). And many drivers would like to park there and pay full price. Some would even like to pay more than what you're asking.

When we say to another, "I love you and I love myself more, so I am revoking your parking space." It does not mean, I don't love you and I'm shutting you out forever.

It simply means, I know what my spaces are worth and right now you are not able to afford it here. If or when you get your finances together, let me know, and I'll let YOU know if I'd like to have your business at that time. In the meantime, I AM OPEN FOR BUSINESS!! Let the drivers know! (Heart wide open)

I love my ex, but i don't want to have sex with him or live with him. I'm clear about that. If I want something from someone, I ask. And I might not get it. And I give to myself all the time except when I don't. It's the perfect recipe for fulfillment.  I love me, first. 100% responsibility for my feelings and thoughts. It's not your job to make me feel good. It's not your job to love me. It's my job to love me. Whether you do or not is none of my business. I am full. Your love is like the cherry on top of my hot fudge sundae.

Only love.

(I cannot take credit for this blog, but I had to share it.)

To all my lovely Keen friends...

I would like to share with you what happens during a reading with me and how to prepare yourself.

Before your call, find a quiet, comfortable place. With feet uncrossed on the ground, take a deep breath and center and ground yourself.  This is your reading.  I am entering your space, and your spirit.  Honor yourself.

When you call and I introduce myself, I open a doorway for you.  I am welcoming you into my “home” and I am hoping you will enter with respect for me and what you are about to experience.  Please take the opportunity to introduce yourself, do not just BARGE into my energy and bombard me with questions.

While the initial introductions are made, I enter a semi-trance state.
I will ask you questions with regards to your inquiry.  This helps me to tune into your vibration/frequency, similar to your own TV channel.  Once I tune into your channel/frequency, I can see, hear and feel what is going on.

I will ask you questions about what I am seeing and hearing.  
Remember, this is your life and not mine.  
Some things I will not understand and I will ask for clarity.  Sometimes our dialogue will be a conversation, or perhaps just a brief question and answer.  I listen to you in one ear and I receive in the other, so I am always listening, to you and to them,  just as spirit is listening to you.  I am the interpreter.

If I ask you a question you refuse to answer, or are testing me, you will block the flow of the connection, and I will be cut off. I do not know the answer to your questions.  All information I receive is from the spirit realm.  The more open and receptive you are, the better the flow.

I am not a 2 - 3 minute reader.  I am seeing a movie in your life, and it may take me a few moments.  If I have read for you before and have established a connection you will have your own frequency when you call me again.

Please note, energy shifts constantly.  Nothing is absolute.  When I deliver information that is given to me, there is a strong probability at the time of your
reading this can happen.  Once the answer to your question is given, what you do with the information is up to you.  You are always responsible for the outcome.

If you are calling for the first time and have only 2 or 3 minutes, I may not be the person to call.  In addition, it is extremely difficult to keep a connection open if you need to add money numerous times for every extra minute you want to speak.  It is very challenging to give you a quality reading when we are being interrupted.

Please make your decision to call responsibly, I do not want to waste your time or your money. 

Namaste,

~moon advisor

Without regurgitating everything in the universe in my first blog, I will try and temper my musings...

...the first thought that comes into my head is perhaps how much alike we all are, and how many of our 'issues' are similar.  I have been reading for people since I am very young. 
My grandmother would take me places and I would tell her things about people or much to her dismay, I would tell the people outright and she would have to excuse me to them. 
They thought it was 'cute', but I just told them what I heard or saw around them.

I remember one time we were sitting in the knitting store with  her friends.  A lady at the table got up to leave as it was her anniversary and she was meeting her husband.  I said he's going to give you a diamond bracelet.  She replied, that would be very unusual because he never gives me gifts.  The next time she saw my grandmother, she told her that her husband actually did give her a diamond bracelet...That was the start of it. 

I always thought I had a photographic memory, as I would always see this 'movie' playing in my head...little did I know that what I was 'seeing' was an inter-dimensional vision. 

I also have experienced on several occasions, loved ones who have passed over will speak through me if they have a message to deliver. 
I remember sitting at breakfast with a girlfriend of mine and she was telling me a story from her childhood.  I opened my mouth to speak and out came the strangest comment, something I would never say in my everyday speech.  She looked at me without missing a beat, saying, that's what my mama used to say all the time.  My eyes started to tear (that's what happens when I am infused with spirits that have crossed over) and I said, really...because she is right here, and went on to ask her if her name was Anna.   She told me it was Ona...
I will save more for the next time...