Gratitude....

I was sitting here contemplating mundane life, pregnancy heartburn and spending the Wesak full moon appreciating Lord Buddha with my two sons this coming Saturday, and suddenly the word Gratitude came to mind and a wind blew through my bedroom, making all kinds of noise. Being peace on a full moon with two little boys is almost an oxymoron...I wrote a blog post called Tests and Triggers earlier today which I haven't published, maybe I will at some point. I had immense gratitude for Braco on Wednesday being in DC where my friend who was recently diagnosed with breast cancer is living. She got to meet two of my three favorite west coast Braco volunteers and servants of God. The love is spreading around the country. It's so amazing how this network of light is moving about the country, little by little. I'm going to make a public list of praise for meeting some of these great guys who serve Braco, not just for their service, but in honor of their own healing abilities, their smiles, pure hearts and the awesome hugs they give. I have immense gratitude for food and water. Blueberries and figs, even the idea of them, before I even make it to the Farmer's Market to buy them, whenever that will be, just makes me happy. The telepathic communication I have with my loved ones, and even the cat here in the house, I have to admit, this is my favorite form of communication these days, to the point where I even wonder why I have to write a blog post, except I know God likes it when I write and he sent me here in part to be a writer and communicate messages to people. I'm grateful for a fabulous lady named Margaret Ruby who did an amazing throat chakra healing on me this past Monday night, which is bringing out a whole new side to my personality and communication with so much more freedom. And I'm half-chuckling cause I know a lot of people aren't going to appreciate it, and my inner teenager is smiling at this thought. I'm grateful for midwives, women who support home birth, and women who do things that heal the planet. I will be blunt here: hospitals are toxic environments to birth in. When women wake up collectively, we will see way more home births. This will be a blessed time for humanity. I'm grateful for contemplating Elimination Communication. I'm gonna let you Google that one! :-) I really didn't have the guts to try this with my second son, we'll see if I do it with my third. I'm grateful for astral travel. Spirit has me grounded in one place, travel has become a thing of the past. So for now, I have wings, vision and dreamtime. I'm grateful for sage and palo santo...no explanation needed. If I'm loud and verbose telepathically it's cause I shut off my phone service. I'm testing my friends. We're preparing for Earth changes and spiritual community, and I'd rather stick to whale/dolphin speak for the most part. Ok, I'm kind of joking here and kind of not joking. You can decide which. I mean, if there's ever really floods here like most of us psychics have seen in our dreams/visions, then telepathic communication might be of use, yes? I'm grateful when the words stop, like right now...and there's total silence. Perfect...