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I was thinking I went on my great trip to Las Vegas and I didn’t really tell you any of the cool things that happened while I was there.

As you know it was my 50th birthday. As a present my sister gave my brother and I a trip to the Grand Canyon in a helicopter. It was spectacular! I’m a little queasy about heights but I was ok really. It was called the Dreamcatcher tour. We even got to get out of the helicopter in the Grand Canyon and walk around a bit. They provided the wine and sandwiches. The energy was so amazing. I knew I would never be the same again. It had a profound effect on me.

My birthday was a full moon and a blue moon at that . (A blue moon is when you have two full moons in one month. The second full moon is considered a blue moon.) I guess the old saying about once in a blue moon was right on this day because I would never have thought I would have experienced such an event in my lifetime. I am very grateful that my sister and I hooked up in this lifetime. She is such a blessing.

The best thing that happened on this day of our visit was when we were going back to the hotel there was a beautiful cloud in the sky and it looked just like a feather. It was so clear and meant so much to us. Almost like a message that all is well. At the same time my brother saw an eagle flying.

At the end of the day we went into Las Vegas as the lights were going on and we got to see all the wonderful hotels and the magic of Las Vegas.

It seems like so long ago that we went. Hmmm. Maybe just maybe its time to plan another trip! Sedona is calling me.

Quote for you:

“Miracles happen to those who believe in them.” Bernard Berenson

Until we meet again, Sharon.

Hi Everyone. Welcome Back to the TPC Blog. I hope life is treating you kindly.

Since I’ve known Bobby (my husband) he has wanted a motorcycle. He used to drive one all the time. I’ve heard and have seen pictures of his 750 Shadow since I met him. My Brother was selling this big cruiser motorcycle so we got it from him. Bobby is over the roof.

At first I was like “this is cool”. We can go here and there on it. Feel the freedom.

That’s before I got on the thing. I was scared out of my wits! I have never prayed so much in such a short period of time and I think I held my breath the whole time too.

I remember when I was young being on my friends’ Harley and having no fear but not now. Every time we went around a corner all I could think about was that I haven’t made my funeral arrangements yet.

Maybe just maybe you get a little old and you shouldn’t do certain things. I have to remember that Bobby is a lot younger than I am (ok yes I robbed the cradle) and that we might not be on the same page for certain things. I’m thinking riding around on a two wheeled 800 pound motorcycle might be one of those things.

Well I’m going to have to give it another try or never see my husband again as he scoots all over the place but I’m making no promises here.

On the other hand I do have my cool red cowboy boots that I got many years ago……hmmm ok…… maybe I’ll give it another try at least until I get the new clothes to go with it. Where is the closest Danier anyway?

A quote for you:

“A ship is safe in harbor, but that’s not what ships are for.” William Shedd

Until we meet again, Sharon

Hi my Friends. Welcome back to the TPC blog. I hope this day finds you happy.

I had a client the other day and the woman brought her daughter. I won’t use names to protect their privacy but I have to tell you if there are children like her walking around today I have total faith in the fate of our planet.

I don’t hang out much with kids for any reason. Mine are all grown and I hear stories of how the children of today need instant gratification and need bigger and better things as quickly as possible and I’ve always thought that this was just general hype . Sometimes I think what’s lacking and what they are testing for is the structure that we had as kids whether it be religion or boundaries. It is a different era now.

Much to my delight though I met this little 14 year old girl and I tell you I was face to face with a very old wise soul. The way she looked, the way she talked, her approach to life, everything. I was talking to her like God just dropped her off on earth and she wanted to have a chat about how to make it here on earth without standing out too much.

I was totally blown away from this. Esther Hicks says something about how our children are coming down computer ready but except for my own children I’ve never sat down and chatted with one before about their spiritual values.

This gifted little child of 14 just oozed light and love and it wasn’t like she was insecure for feeling different. It was like she was sitting there showing me what I should be like.

I’ve never witnessed this before right in front of me. She gave me this feeling of yes Sharon everything is going to be ok.

I guess I wanted to say that before dismissing the children of today and lumping them in one big judgmental theory lets look at them as our hope for tomorrow. Maybe just maybe they are our biggest teachers.

God Bless you my Little Beam of Light.

Here’s today’s quote:

“Children are living jewels dropped unsustained from Heaven”. Robert Pollok

Until we meet again, Sharon

Hello Everyone. Welcome Back to my TPC Blog.

I was at a meditation class the other day and we were doing a meditation on manifesting. I really thought I had a handle on the whole “acceptance” thing until this meditation kind of blew me away.

For some reason when I was going into meditation I started seeing Native Chiefs and Elders and horses and such and I thought this a little strange because I don’t usually get this. Bobby seems to follow more the Native path. I noticed that they were surrounding me in a circle and then they started to send me blessings for abundance and good wishes for my manifestation. This was totally a miracle to me but I surprised even myself when I got up in my visualization and said “no don’t waste this energy on me and my abundance send it out to the world instead”.

This really freaked me out a little. The energy they were sending was beautiful and for some reason I couldn’t accept it. I somehow felt unworthy of this abundant energy that spirit wanted to give to me.

Logically I’m thinking “what am I doing” but it was a good realization for me that I still push away abundance when it wants to come in.

(As an aside where does all the manifested stuff go when we don’t accept it? Hmmm.)

I started thinking for some reason about a Sunflower. Did you know they follow the sun? They literally soak in the rays and when the sun moves they move their head to get some more.

At no time does the sunflower say. Well I don’t think I’m worthy today I’m going to give a little more sun to the sunflower beside me and I’ll wither a bit.

Lesson being here for me is that I’m going to live my life more like a sunflower. I’m going to soak up the good energy and when it starts to wither I’m going to arrange my life so I can soak up some more.

Oh I know life is never meant to be 100% groovy all the time. The pendulum always goes back and forth. It’s balancing the highs and lows thats the hard part.

We have been brought up (well my age group) to believe that we do not deserve to have an easy life. Why is that?

Let’s all be sunflowers and soak up the good stuff. I’m thinking with all the unclaimed manifestations out there the possibilities are endless.

Quote for today:

“Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. It’s what sunflowers do.” Helen Keller

Until we meet again, Sharon

Good morning everyone. Is this not a beautiful morning? There should be a picture of mornings like this in the dictionary under the word “grateful”. God is good.

This blog is not for the queezy type. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. I don’t want anyone writing in and saying “Euuew! Way too much information Sharon.”

So last night I wake up about 2 a.m. with this burning and this need to go pee. I don’t know if you have ever had a urinary track infection but they are not fun and I’m not sure why they happen in the middle of the night.

So I can’t sleep. I’m trying not to wake up Bobby going to the washroom every five minutes and trying to do something quiet to keep my mind off the burning sensation so I went on the internet.

I remembered about EFT (Emotional Freedom Techniques) and how it works for certain things. I have used it many times and I love Carol Look’s book about EFT and Abundance so I thought I’d give it a whirl.

I went into the archives with my dilemma and there was something there. I did the usual EFT scenario and I had no relief then I read in the archives that sometimes you are just “pissed off” at someone and this happens. I thought about it and I was rather angry this week at someone and I put it in the wording and I seemed to have some relief. As weird as it sounds and I felt the burning subside.

Don’t worry I will visit my doctor as soon as I can to get it checked I just didn’t want to visit the hospital.

By now it was morning and Bobby was up and about. He takes such good care of me. I told him what happened and he warmed up our magic bag (if you don’t have one of these they are a must, we got two so we don’t argue over who gets it) and I went to sleep for a few hours.

I woke up feeling so good. It totally got me through the night or morning I should say.

So make sure you check out this excellent tool on the internet called EFT.

Don’t knock it until you try it.

Here’s a quote from Gary Craig who is the host of the EFT Site. The best part it most of the information is free! How cool is that?

“We can escape the prison of our own beliefs and enter the Palace of Possibilities when we allow ourselves to be astonished by everything.” Gary Craig

Until we meet again, Sharon

P.S. Update – Got me some Antibiotic from the Doc and I’m all better.  Oh ya.

Hi Everyone. Welcome Back to the TPC Blog.

I know what you are all thinking why Swans I thought she was a Goose. This Swan adventure has nothing to do with my Goose Syndrome. This has to do with my new sign at my office.

I love marketing and signs and anything that is cute. Ideas are always jumping in my head like popcorn so I really should have had marketing as my mundane job. I think I would have been good at it. I guess it’s never too late but I’m way too tired to take on another job of the mundane type. I know boring…. does she ever stop complaining this one?

Anyway…..my sign is the best sign. It is so beautiful. If you get a chance pop by and see it at my office at 19 Scugog Street in Bowmanville. I’m only there by appointment so I probably won’t be there to say hi but you can see my sign nonetheless.

One of the other tenants offered me this sign spot and I was totally elated. Like how cool is that right? Opportunities don’t come our way like that every day. People can be so sweet can’t they. Thank you Heather for letting me use your sign. (Heather operates Advanced Nails in Bowmanville.) You’re the best.

Given this opportunity I then went out to try and find someone to design my sign. I don’t know how many people have ever tried to buy a sign but it was a hard adventure. I thought it would be so easy and everyone would be as excited as I was. Not the case. Most people would just say send me the size and what you want and we’ll give you a quote. Hello? If I wanted to do all the work I wouldn’t be calling you. I thought maybe I was repeating a pattern like when I told my friend Kaleigh what I wanted in my website she said Sharon “Million Dollar Idea on a Beer Budget” (considering I don’t touch alcohol this was making me a bit nervous). She was right but eventually with Mouth Media’s and my gifted illustrator’s help (who are both the best in the business by the way) it was accomplished. It’s probably a little complicated for most people who zoom through life at lightening speed and don’t have the patience to wait for the butterfly but personally I love it and wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Do you think I will ever learn to stay on topic in my blogs?

(One more diversion here…I think my friends, family and husband are happy I have a blog that way I don’t have to bore them with my stories. I see their eyes gloss over they aren’t fooling me.)

So my heart is broken as time is a wasting and no sign. Not even a prospect. Like I always do I surrendered it up and asked for the right person to come to me. A few days later I’m talking to my sister-in-law Kimmi and I said just thinking out loud I need a sign. I’m so frustrated. Kimmi said try Swan Signs they’re the best.

Yippy! I was so excited because I knew that this was the one. I called and Carol was so wonderful. She surely went out of her way to make everything work. She went to the site a few times. Did all the measurements. Put in the sign. Coached me with what to put on. I even ordered one for my upstairs window which fit perfectly! They are both gorgeous.

The funny part was that she quotes James 3:17 from the Bible on her site which is a beautiful verse by the way. As soon as I read that I thought oh great I find the perfect person and she’s going to not deal with me because I’m a psychic (I think I have past life witch issues here) and she’s like in the first email. I’d love to do your sign.

As my friend Heather always says when something happens “God is Good”.

Now The Psychic Cottage has the best signs that ever existed. I even heard my son say to someone “Mom’s sign is sick”. At first I thought oh no my sign is sick and then I remember” sick is good”. Oh ya Mom is cool for once. (It must be hard to have a Psychic for a Mom. My son said the other day “Mom I think your Seratonin is too high and that’s why you see things”. Kids gotta love them. )

Here’s my blog quote:

“Serendipity is putting a quarter in the gumball machine and having three pieces come rattling out instead of one—all red.” – Peter H. Reynolds

Amen Brother on that one.

Until we meet Again, Sharon

Welcome back to the TPC Blog.

Now I’m not big on the music scene. Sure I like to listen to Carol King or Cat Stevens for nostalgic reasons and I listen to Patsy Cline when I miss my Mom but I was home earlier than normal yesterday and for some reason something told me to watch Oprah.

It was all about UTube. It was fun to watch. I’m not a big TV watcher. I think I’m frightened to get addicted as I see people talking about their favourite shows and how they schedule their life around them. I really don’t have time and I keep thinking about something I read somewhere about the TV turning people into zombies when we should be waking up instead. Stuff like that sits in my mind sometimes.

The TV sure impressed me today though and I wondered what else I’m missing.

Oprah had on Paul Potts the opera singer and she showed his first audition on something called British has Talent. This man started singing and tears started running down my face. This was his first audition only! When he sang on Oprah after showing his Utube audition I must have been a sight because I was sitting there dumbfounded and the tears wouldn’t stop.

I wasn’t sad at all but it pulled at a part of my soul. I started thinking about timing and how people have started to pull away from each other because of cells phones and internet and other things. (When did we stop waving when someone lets us in while driving, or saying thank you or even opening doors for others.)

I started thinking that this man is a healer heaven sent by the Big Guy in the Sky. Can you imagine if only once someone gets to hear this wonderful man’s voice and heal that one part that needs healing or better still runs out and buys his CD to listen to and heal every time they listen. I know this man is a healer. He may not call himself one but I believe through his beautiful voice he heals. You might ask me how I know this but when I hear his music and the energy starts to crackle around my head and I feel good inside like when I meditate and have a connection to spirit I just know that this man is a healer and a total gift to Earth at this time.

The coolest part about him sharing his voice with us is that he was found through a show on TV. He is in telephone sales. By entering and winning he has given everyone hope that one day they will be able to use that one gift that makes them different. Everyone has it. Everyone is good at something. It’s that one thing you love to do that you would do even if you didn’t get paid for. Your passion.

Find your passion today and believe in yourself enough to share it with the world like Paul Potts did. I believe in you.

Two quotes for you today:
“Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.” Red Auerbach

“Music is well said to be the speech of angels.” Thomas Carlyle

Until we meet again, Sharon

Hello my dear Friends. How are you this glorious day. It’s not hard to believe in a Divine Creator when you go outside on a day like this.

I wanted to share something with you that is quite unbelievable but happened nonetheless and I think it will make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside and make you believe in miracles.

I’ve probably mentioned in my earlier emails that I love to shop. I’ve slowed down a bit because I work a lot and between my day job and my readings there is not a lot of time to wander around shopping.

When Spirit gives advice to others in a reading about cleaning out certain areas for Feng Shui I kind of giggle inside because I’m a total clutterholic. Don’t get me wrong I know Feng Shui works and if I want something bad enough I always clean that area but I might not walk my talk in the clean up area if you know what I mean. Oh I long to be one of those people you can eat off the floors but it just doesn’t happen. Friends have learned to accept that there isn’t a space on the wall without a picture, that the kitchen table is piled high with our latest business adventure, that the oven and dishwasher are used for storage and not for what they were intended, etc. The list goes on and on. When invited to a pot luck I usually get a phone call that says “bring water”. I’ve learned not to be offended.

Back to my story. Several years ago I found the best Angel in a little store in Newmarket. The name of the place escapes me so I can’t connect them here or share with you but hopefully someone will write and tell me the name. Now this Angel was so beautiful and quite pricey as she was from Italy. I really didn’t need her but I wanted her. I paid for my Angel in little increments which made me feel less guilty for spending money I didn’t need to spend.

The idea was that I wanted the Angel for when I open my office to do readings. This is long before I had an office and really quite a frivolous expenditure but I wanted it and I used the excuse that you should always act as if.

Now I don’t know about most husbands but to bring home an expensive Angel for something that doesn’t really exist yet might not get the best response. Oh my Guy is patient and he realizes its my money I’m spending but I was bound to get at least a raised eyebrow. I wasn’t sure I wanted to explain my new purchase.

So this is where Kaleigh comes in. What good are friends if they can’t help you hide the evidence. Kaleigh loves to buy things as much as I do. She probably is runner up for the clutter contest just behind me. So I say do you think you can put this somewhere and give it back to me when I open my office to do readings. Sure she says. Both of us think at the same time: (a) will I/she ever open that office; (b) will we ever remember to bring it there when that day does come; and (c) will we be able to even find it when the days comes. Sure there were lots of ifs but what better fun to have.

So my beautiful Angel sat in her box for years.

Sure enough years later I open my office and the Angel is not something we even think about. I have lots of other things to put in there. It just takes a trip around the house gathering up all the things I bought in case the day ever came that I would find my little office.

A few months go by neither of us remembering about my Angel.

That’s when it happened. Kaleigh’s Dream.

One morning I get a phone call. OMG I had a dream. Cool I say always up for a good dream interpretation. She’s like the Angel came to me. My Angel has gone out of my head from years ago so I didn’t even relate to her. Kaleigh says “The Angel you bought. She came to me in physical form in a dream and looked just like the Angel you bought and said “Ok its time for me to go and be with Sharon now”.

We were both ecstatic about this visit from my Angel. Just how cool is that eh?

Now my Angel sits on my desk when I do readings. I know you think I’m a little wacko but sometimes I come into the office and she’s sitting in the middle of the desk moved from the side. I’m not doubting that I moved her but just maybe she moved herself, do you think?

Lots of my clients comment on her beauty and I tell them the story and the reaction is always the same “Whoa!”. Some comment about tingles up and down their arms at that story.

So that’s my story for you called “Kaleigh’s Dream”.

Here’s a quote for you. Who wrote it I have no idea.

“Miracles happen to those who believe in Angels.”

Go and create some Miracles my Friends.

Until we meet Again, Sharon

Welcome Again to TPC Blog.

I just watched for the probably 10th time the movie Millions.

If you haven’t watched it give it a go. It’s totally brilliant and very moving.

It’s about a boy who knows everything about and actually sees Saints in his life. His mother passed over and he asks each Saint when he sees them if they have seen St. Maureen his Mother as he believes her to be a Saint. The plot is around a large bag of money which he feels came from God so he can help the poor. Everyone else seems to have other ideas.

There is one part which as actually removed from the movie and on the bonus materials as “Loft Saints” where he is in the attic praying and all the Saints are gathered around him to help him. This scene sends my emotions into a tailspin it’s so powerful. It’s especially moving to me as it shows us how we walk around in life thinking we are all alone but spirit is always around us. We might not have a gathering of Saints unless asked specifically but we surely are not alone.

If you are ever needing a little connection to spirit watch this gift of a movie.

I will leave you with this quote:

“Spirit is an invisible force made visible in all life.” Maya Angelou

Until we meet again, Sharon

Welcome back my dear Friends.

I’m feeling that this week will welcome in some new energy and we can get back on track.

Happy Father’s Day to all the Fathers out there.

I wanted to write a little about my Father. He was such a character that’s for sure. I remember him most from hanging out with him watching TV in the “wreck” room eating those little small ice cream blocks. When I was sick we would watch TV and we would split the block in half and eat them right out of the package.

I remember going to the cottage on Head Lake for the summer, fishing and just hanging out. Life sure was different then. Everything now is so fast paced.

My Dad has been gone for many years but he lives forever in our hearts. He was the craziest Dad there ever was. I think we all got our sense of humour from him and our ability to laugh, especially at things that others wouldn’t laugh at.

He was known to many by different names. Some called him Albert and some called him Eddie.

Whenever the family gets together we laugh and laugh about all the funny things he did in his lifetime.

Bobby can’t believe some of the stories and whenever something strange comes up in our lives he says jokingly “What would Eddie do?”

Dad died of colon cancer just before his 65th birthday. As long as I can remember he had some kind of ailment. I think he had the first pacemaker ever invented. It was the size of one of our cell phones now. He didn’t take care of himself and loved to party hardy. It was kind of a twist of fate that he died before his 65th birthday because he so looked forward to being on his pension.

Here’s some of the funny things I remember and the things we laugh about so you can get to know what he was like.

* Before he died my brother went to see him and he was lying in bed with the blankets up over his head. My brother said hey Dad what are you doing? My Dad’s response “practicing”. He would kid about such things like that.

*My Dad decided that he wanted an iguana as a pet. He cut a hole in the wall for the aquarium (don’t ask) and had this foot long iguana in there. It sat there for days not moving or blinking. My Dad thought it to be dead so he tipped the aquarium onto the grass to get it out and it ran away. I’m wondering how big it is now!

* When we moved into our home there was the most beautiful rock garden around. The grounds were lovely. First my Dad brought his boat into the patio (Thinking back I’m not sure how it got in there because there was a fence? Hmmm?), then it got to be too much work to maintain so he got a shipment of this small stone and not only put it all over the garden but all over the backyard around the pool area. Then as he thought this was an amazing idea put up this yellow and green fence that was really panelling I think all around the back yard. The backyard stone was shortly after nicknamed “Kentucky Pea Stone” and all you have to do is say those words and it sends hysterics into our conversation at family gatherings. I always wondered what the neighbours thought. (If you lived around us, yes that was us.)

*When I was younger I was very sick with cancer. I was 13. Hodgkins Disease. It’s a wonder I made it through as back then it wasn’t that curable. Today it is thank goodness. My Dad was heartbroken and he did a very brave thing. He went to the library (this was brave for him) and he looked into some medical books and came back with the conclusion. “Oh my goodness, she’s a goner.” Well I’m sure he didn’t use those words. The reason being is he was in a very very old medical book. I didn’t know this until many years later when someone told me. The poor man holding that in while I was in treatment. I remember sitting downstairs in the “wreck” room combing my hair as it fell out from radiation treatment and him sitting beside me not knowing how to help but just being there was enough. I will always remember hanging out with him.

*My Dad loved my boys. Peter would go up for a few days to stay with them. Peter was a bit mischievous when he was a boy (still is a bit) and I would get calls like “Sharon we don’t know what to do. Peter went into the lazy susan and we can’t get him out.” They always managed though. I think they would sleep for 5 days after he left.

*Bobby’s favourite story of Dad is when he had this beautiful boat and this old car. He got it in his mind that what if we put these cool seats from the car into the boat. Great idea. Only thing is he used dry wall screws that were too long not noticing that they went right through the bottom of the boat. Thank goodness they got back to shore before they sunk right to the bottom of the lake.

Life was never dull and sure maybe Eddie wasn’t the “Leave it to Beaver” Dad but he was my Dad and although I may have an ice cream addiction and an adversion to alcohol all my life he taught me never to conform to the normal and to laugh at life and do silly things because that’s what Eddie would do.

Love you Dad wherever you are!

Here’s my quote for today:

“He didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it”. ~Clarence Budington Kelland

Until we meet again, Sharon