Welcome my Friends to the TPC Blog.

I’ve been feeling a little reflective lately on my life and how grateful I am to have such a wonderful Family and totally cool Friends that are always there for me.

I’m feeling especially grateful for my wonderful husband, Bobby, and I thought it would be fun to tell you the magical events that lead to our meeting.

It’s a funny thing when life makes you hold your breath to see what the outcome will be on something which at the time seems bigger than life. This happened to me lately and Bobby was my rock and went with the flow and made everything ok. Sure I immediately called my healer before anyone and had healings coming out my ying yang, called the prayer line, had a good talk with the Big Guy above, called in Archangel Michael, etc etc. reaching out in the only way I knew how but somehow having Bobby with me and totally onside with everything made it all ok and safe.

Looking back the problem wasn’t as big as it seemed at the time. We all have our health and everything is Divinely guided anyway but it was an eye opening experience for me. It also helped me open a door to study more which is always a great thing.

I guess I wanted to just say to all the world how much I do love my Bobby and I’m so happy he came into my life.

Now to the blog, you won’t believe how we met, here goes.

I was without a man in my life for many years. Twelve I think.

My son and close friend worked for a company and I was there often picking up my son or visiting my friend Heather.

Heather had a friend at work (Bobby) that was always talking about his spiritual work and they would have conversations and I guess my name would come up in conversation because of the readings and such.

When I was younger I was told whenever a four leaf clover comes into my life to be aware something is about to happen that was very significant. Throughout my life it is my key. I remember meeting one of my spiritual teachers in my life Kathrine and she had on a four leaf clover necklace. I commented on how pretty it was the first time I met her and she took it off her neck and gave it to me. We worked together for many years and she taught me so much. There are other incidents too just as powerful. The reason for telling you this is because Bobby just has a gift of finding four leaf clovers. He sent me one through Heather. My ears sure perked up there. The first day my son started at the company he gave him a four leaf clover just because before he even knew he was my son or knew me for that matter. He just gave it to him.

Time went on and then I was told that I was about to meet my guy, his initials, when, the works. I thought it all silly at the time because I was alone for so long. I just couldn’t imagine someone fitting into my life. I had just started The Psychic Cottage in Unionville so between the kids, working full time and my business I wasn’t sure where this person would even fit into my life.

One day Heather said Bobby is coming to visit me. I thought great as I wanted to meet him too. I told my Friend that I thought Bobby was the guy that I was told I’m going to meet. She said no way. Then he came to meet me with his Mom Joan. I knew immediately he was the one. Heather came out and said “Geez there were birds floating around your heads when your eyes met”. Bobby’s life was complicated at the moment and I knew it would take time for the story to enfold and lots of patience but enfold it did and today we have moved forward together in so many ways. The spiritual work we do together is amazing.

(Bobby is Native and does such great work. Actually I’m going to be putting his readings on my site very soon so people will have a chance to have a reading with him. If you are interested in a reading or what they are about send me an email. If you want to see his leather work click on his website.)

(I remember many years ago after breaking up with my first husband doing up a wish list for my future husband. I found it many years later after I met Bobby and he was everything on this list. I guess it was a good exercise to do.)

The funny part was when I was with my Friend who I knew since grade two she said Sharon don’t you remember what you used to say when you were young? You used to say oh I just wish I could find my Bobby. Another friend who I would talk to said don’t you remember that Psychic telling you you would meet someone named Bobby and you looked everywhere for Bobby. Funny how all that went out the window and I forgot after all these years. Actually while I am writing this I remember I used to have dreams every so many days that a man was looking for me. I remember thinking it was a friend from school as they looked similar and I tried to find him asking everyone but could never find him. Then I realized when I met Bobby that the man I was seeing was Bobby. The dreams stopped after I met him.

Well at least I met him maybe late in life but we all have to be ready.

The first time my family met Bobby they couldn’t believe me. Bobby joked about something like my cooking (trust me he was right) and the family held their breath used to me “growling” at any kind of challenge sent in my direction and I just smiled. After I heard them whispering  “she must really like this one”.

Thank you My Guy for being there. I love you.

Ok, I had to do two quotes. I just couldn’t resist.

“Where there is great love, there are always miracles. ” –Willa Cather (1876-1947)

“Love enables you to put your deepest feelings and fears in the palm of your partner’s hand, knowing they will be handled with care. “–Carl S. Avery

Until we meet again, Sharon

Hello my Dear Friends.

Today is my Big Brother’s birthday. 60 years old. Where did the time go? When did we become our parents age?

I wanted to just take a moment to say Happy 60th Birthday to him.

Alan has always been the white sheep of the family. He leads a wonderful “normal” life and he is an amazing Father and Grandfather. We are all very proud of who he is and the life he set out for himself taking care of his lovely wife and two gorgeous and successful children.

I know throughout our lives I’ve horrified him over and over again in my “let go and watch what happens” way of life but I think finally he has come to the conclusion that no matter what happens to me I always land on my feet. I’ve walked off many a cliff in my life without ever a thought of what would happen. I knew it would all work out in the end. Alan didn’t and doesn’t live his life like that at all. He always dotted his “i”s.

Oh he tried to save my free spirited soul over and over. The best story is probably when he set up a budget for me so I could save my money. He set it all out for me and sent me on my way. Next meeting a few weeks later he asked where all the money went that was supposed to be in savings. I’m like “hello?” I spent it. I think that was the last straw of his trying to put me in that square peg. I’m sure he held his breath over and over when my life hit 10 on the chaos meter like quitting a job on principle and landing another that same afternoon.

A funny story I remembered this afternoon when I was thinking of this blog was when we were little my brothers told me to jump on this grate in the attic. I did, always up for an adventure, and went right through the ceiling, plaster and all. My mother had a few friends over and I’m sure the sight was a funny one my legs coming through the ceiling and my screaming at the top of my lungs. Never a dull moment in our home that’s for sure.

Well Happy Birthday Alan and may success and prosperity follow you in the next half of your life like it did in the first. Love you Tons!

Here’s a quote for you:

“A brother is a friend given by Nature” Jean Baptiste Legouve

Until we meet again, Sharon

P.S. I’m sure you have figured out that the picture is of Alan and me when I was little. I was going to make a comment about his ears for fun until I saw the rip in my pants, my big head and the weird haircut. I thought maybe that my fun comment might backfire on me.  Take care friends.

Hi Everyone.

Is it my imagination or has the world turned a bit wacky these last few weeks?

I realize we are in Mercury Retrograde from the 27th of May but what is up with the Universe? It seems everywhere I go people are having these odd experiences. Me too.

Someone seems to be pulling off the lid somewhere.

Is anyone else experiencing this odd energy?

I guess as Venus Andrecht always says “God always gets his Way” so we have to grin and bear it.

To keep with the oddness of this blog please see the following quote:

“Experience is a comb which nature gives us when we are bald.”  ~Proverb

Until we meet again, Sharon

Hello Everyone. I apologize for my tardiness in not writing. Life sure gets ahold of you sometimes.

Well I’m back from Las Vegas! Oo la la it was a fun time. I can’t wait to go back. It’s like a giant adult theme park.

I have lots of fun stories to tell you about Vegas so stay posted for sure.

I know you are all thinking who is David and Netti and what is she talking about now?

David is my Brother. He went to Las Vegas with my sister Diane and I. My older brother couldn’t go but that’s ok we partied enough for all four of us.

Here’s my story. We get to Las Vegas really really late. Turns out the Country awards are on so its like four hours to get a cab to the hotel. We finally get on some sort of bus thing and get to the Flamingo Hotel somewhat late. We go down and gamble for a bit and then come up to go to sleep in the hotel room. Thinking its going to be an easy sleep as I’m exhausted I get into bed trying to remember that I’m sleeping with my sister and even though its a big bed not to roll over in the night and snuggle with her thinking she’s my hubs. Just start falling asleep when David starts snoring. Even though he was on the other side of the suite in his own bed it was so loud. Oh my goodness. I’m so glad Bobby doesn’t snore. I felt like I was Maggie in that Simpson’s episode when her and Bart slept over at the Aunts and you see a picture of them both with their eyes open wide and the Aunts’ snoring echoing all over the house. Actually it wasn’t that bad. I’m exaggerating. I just like getting things going. It was hard to fall asleep though.

On with the story. The next morning my sister who seems to have a solution in life for everything says to David “you are using the Netti Pot I brought”. Although she looks like she travels light she’s got a lot in there. Netti Pots, water piks. She comes prepared. This little Netti pot is the cutest little thing. It looks like a tea pot only you sure wouldn’t want to drink tea from it.

David says listen I’ve tried everything and my drops work just fine. Apparently he’s had this naselly thing forever. He said he was going to some “quack” doctor and they had him on 4 or 5 different puffers. He finally went to a normal doctor who sent him to a specialist. The specialist actually came out of his office and said is that you? You have the worst case of post nasal drip I’ve ever heard and took him off all the puffers. Now he happily goes along taking his drops and everything is fine. I guess he doesn’t have to listen to himself snore and that is before the Nettie Pot came along.

So my sister cleans up the Netti Pot and says it’s time (I had to do it too). Yes it was cleaned well between uses and you might want your own personal one just in case. It’s kind of a tricky thing. The water needs to be completely luke warm otherwise you get the worst ice cream brain freeze you ever had. You have to lean a certain way too otherwise it feels like its spreading into places you don’t want it to. I sat there doing it for like 15 minutes wondering if it wasn’t coming out where was it going until Diane told me you have to lean to the side. Doh? I don’t get out much.

Dr. Oz from Oprah is always going on about it if you need more information. I think some poor soul went on Oprah and actually did a demonstration. Hope she was paid well.

Ok back to my story. Focus Focus.

So David does this Netti Pot thing. That night he snores but not as much. The next night no snores at ALL. Can you believe it?

That’s where the story comes together. David can’t stop talking about his Netti Pot. Diane had an extra at home and gave it to him. I’ve received three emails since we got back about how much he loves it and he has told so many people about it and he loves Netti. On and On and On. When his email subject line was “I’m in Love” I was hoping he met someone until I realized he was talking about a blue Netti Pot!

So there you go. Make sure you go out and get your own little Netti Pot and fall in love with Netti too.

I’m hoping lots of people write about their own little funny experiences too!

I will leave you with this Quote:

“Families are like fudge – mostly sweet with a few nuts.” Author Unknown (In my family we are all a combination of both, sweet and nutty)

Until we Meet Again, Sharon

Hello my Friends. How nice of you to visit.

Happy Mothers Day to all the Mother’s out there.

I wanted to tell a little story about my Mom who is in spirit . My Mother, Frances, slipped from our lives way too quickly. In a total of two weeks she was gone. We all miss her terribly. She was a kind, loving and humble lady who helped everyone. She does visit in dreams and pops in every so often to see me but I so miss her especially when I find myself thinking oh I have to tell Mom and realize I can’t just pick up the phone anymore.

She does live through my sister though. They were very much alike.

Before my Mom passed she promised she would visit us by way of a monarch butterfly. Many a family gathering we would see a lone large monarch come through stopping near each person. That is the reason I have the butterfly to navigate my website. I love to keep her energy with me for good luck.Todd Silva has a great blog and video where a Monarch transforms. Watch it here.

It’s so powerful to watch. Miracles always are.

Here’s a poem my sister wrote that I want to share with you:

Happiness is a Butterfly.

I stopped & realized my cocoon was oh so tight,

It took some will & all my might,

To unravel my wings & take to flight

The beauty & colour a magnificent sight

So FLY, FLY, FLY across the sky.

For all to see

Say, Yes this is me

I’m the best I can be

DL, Toronto

I want to say how blessed I am too that my earth mom Dorothy came into my life when she did. She brought Love and Light and spiritual guidance when I needed it most. She is a gifted brilliant artist and a way ahead of her time.

And last but not least sending blessings out to my mother-in-law. Happy Mothers Day Joan. Thank you for welcoming me into the family.

So I will leave you today with a quote:

“All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother.” Abraham Lincoln

Until we meet again, Sharon

Hi Everyone. Welcome to the TPC Blog.

As you know from earlier blogs I’m off to Las Vegas for my 50th birthday in May. Now I’m not a big traveller and except for visiting Florida a couple of times, once with my Mom and Sister after I was sick when I was young and another time when my oldest boy (who is now 26) was a little guy, I haven’t been many places.

My Sister and I did go however to Salem years ago. We had so much fun. I love witchy things. I don’t consider myself Wiccan or anything. I just like witchy things. They just crack me up. In Salem everything is witchy. The fire trucks even have a witch on them. Actually one of my nickname’s is Swinaw which stands for “She who is not a Witch”. The reason for this is that people assume I’m Wiccan for some reason and I always say “Me? I am not a witch” so that is how Swinaw came about.

I have many nicknames. My husband calls me Fred for some odd reason which makes for fun in the shopping mall when I answer to it. I’ve been called “Smurfahontas” because when my husband started making leather native clothes I wanted all mine in bright blue. I am sure I have other nicknames too that I don’t know about if you get my drift.

Back to my story, (I sure get sidetracked quickly don’t I) I asked my sister if I should use the same suitcase I used when we went to Salem and she started to laugh hysterically and I’m like “what?” She reminded me of when we were on the airplane and we looked out and one of the suitcases fell off the luggage truck and was sitting out on the tarmac. We were snickering a bit thinking about what it would be like for that to be your suitcase until I noticed it looked familiar. You guessed it, it was my suitcase. No one was noticing it. Then to make matters worse this huge airplane was backing up almost over on top of it. Eventually (which seemed like hours) someone went out and got it but I was holding my breath for a while.

I think I will invest in a new suitcase. Shocking pink feels like a good colour. Maybe one of those ones that falls from the plane and survives too!

So I will leave you with a little reminder.

“There but for the Grace of God go I.”

Until we meet again, Sharon

P.S. I just remembered about another two trips I took to Lilydale and the Spiritualist Community in Indiana (my friend remembers this trip well because she made fun of things all day and had a visitor of the spirit kind sit on her at night). Hmm, I feel another blog coming on….

Hi Everyone. Welcome to the TPC Blog.

I’m not sure what I’m doing but I seem to be in the zone lately.

It may be because of Give Away A Dollar a Day, or it could be the Teleclass I did with Venus and Summer or a combination of the two but I seem to be in the right place at the right time.

I’m turning 50 in May and my sister is making sure I do something that doesn’t involve being a Wife, Mom, Friend, Business Owner or Employee. She said Sharon we’re going to Las Vegas. Woo Hoo! I guess I’m allowed to be a Sister. As the time nears I was getting a little weirded out as I’m thinking where am I going to get the extra money to go. I do have Faith but sometimes Faith tests you a little harder making you wait until the bitter end.

Yesterday all day long I was seeing the numbers 555. The speedometer said 555, I got in the car at 555, license plates said 555, it was all day. I thought this is just a little too peculiar I’m just going to play them on Pick 3 (probably much to my guides relief as they didn’t have to continue with the 555 business) and I even went a little crazy and played $5 worth. Bingo! It came in. I got $2000. Trip Paid. Manifesto! Is that not the coolest?

People at work are saying “you seem to be really lucky lately” what are you up to. I tell them once again if they want the same luck to just Give Away a Dollar a Day. Their response “I started but it didn’t work so I stopped I wanted my dollar back”. Maybe just maybe you have to give it a longer then a few days and not expect anything back I tell them. So they just rub my arm hoping to take some luck and go back to their work.

Life is Funny isn’t it.

Here’s a good quote:

“God is even kinder than you think.” St. Theresa

Until we meet again, Sharon

Welcome to the TPC Blog on this wonderful day. Ahhh it is so beautiful here in Ontario. God is good.

I have a funny story to tell.

My husband looks completely different as he lost 100 pounds (yes you heard me right) on Weight Watchers. I’m very proud of him and he is now actually a Leader for Weight Watchers as he believes in it so much. Yes I too am a member as it’s just too hard to have two people in the same house not eating the same. I relented kicking and screaming all the way. I think it was the time when he was exercising and I was sitting on the couch watching TV eating Häagen-Dazs that was the last straw. So when the moon was right I too joined. It’s easy when there is a Leader in the house. A little preachy but easy.

So where I was going with this blog is that our neighbour thinks that my husband is a different person. The timing is such that we have a new car in the weight transition and my husband did at one time have a 24 inch pony tail (which he donated to Locks of Love) and has short hair now. Each time my husband is outside doing something the neighbour comes over and starts talking about my husband of 100 pounds ago and saying not nice things about him. I’m not sure why he didn’t like him when he was 100 pounds bigger but I guess we all judge through eyes of our past. It’s the oddest thing because we have the same dogs and he has the same wife so I’m not sure what he is thinking. Maybe he thinks I have a new husband which I kind of do.

My husband takes it all in stride. Personally I think I would at some point show him the before and after pictures (after crying my eyes out) but he just thinks it’s funny. Knowing him he probably joins the conversation sayings things about the old him just to get him going for his own amusement.

Life is so very funny isn’t it.

I will leave you with this quote on this glorious sunny day:

“If you judge people, you have no time to love them.” Mother Teresa

Until we meet again, Sharon

Welcome once again.

Some times I just get the giggles about peculiar things. Anything can trigger them.

Probably because I live too much in my head. My husband says I’m like a goose. I just walk around in my own little world and I don’t pay attention to certain things. I know when I’m doing it around him because he will say “honk”. I just laugh and go along my merry way.

Thank goodness I have a serious day job or I would probably disappear somewhere in the clouds.

I love people. I love watching what makes them tick. It intrigues me. Probably why I love being a psychic so much. When I’m doing a reading it creates a whole story and what’s most important in a person’s life. It humbles me that people share their life with me. I do my best working with my guides to help the person let go of the past and move forward into a new adventure. Sometimes I think people are just looking for permission to let go and move forward.

I don’t know if you have ever gone onto Venus Andrecht’s site but she is hilarious and she says life should be a series of adventures. I agree with her.

The other night just before sleep I was going through my list of things to do in my head and I said to my husband don’t forget to think of your Gem of Wisdom for my blog. He said I already have it then he starts saying some dirty Limerick he learned when he was young. This set me off into uncontrollable laughter and he kept it up with different ones. We laughed hysterically until we fell asleep from exhaustion. My life is good.

Today’s Quote:

” Laughter is the shortest distance between two people.” Victor Borge

Until We Meet Again, Sharon