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

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 Friends. Welcome back to the TPC Blog.

Today’s Bloggee for Along the Way is my new Friend and Teacher Judith who operates Royle Treatment Wellness in Keswick.

In the short time I have known her she has helped me move forward on my path using her wonderful connection to Spirit and vast knowledge in the healing field. I trusted her immediately to work on me and have total faith in her ability to keep me safe. She moves through her work with a gentleness and Grace that is hard to come by.

I had the honour of taking a course with her and she is a wonderful Teacher. Although Judith travels throughout the year, she can do any of her work from a distance, it doesn’t matter whether she is in Sedona or Newfoundland. Be sure to check out her website.

Here is Judith’s Gem of Wisdom for all to share:

“During our day of learning together and from each other, an interesting discussion ensued. We talked about how important it is that we believe in ourselves and have confidence in our ability to be of service to others. We also speculated as to what holds us back at times from “standing in our light”.

A message from Spirit was quick to respond.

“Remember, Dear Ones, the emotion of fear is the root of all blocked energy. Your power ends where your fear begins.” ”

She’s good eh?

Here’s a quote that made me think of Judith and all she has done for me:

“The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires.” William Ward

Thank you Judith for being my Inspiration.

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