Energy Gifts are of Earth Forever

Dearest Brenda,

Thank you for a beautiful post. Since my experience of ms “shifted” into a major placement in my life, my whole attitude as a lightworker/spiritual healer has had to change. This year, I feel the shift gaining momentum, and my unconscious patterns are rapidly coming to awareness for healing. I have the help of a wonderful therapist, and reading posts like yours reminds me I am one with All, and I am loved. One thing is clear: the ms has brought me to where I truly need to be: more aware of the need for healing my inner self.

So, that is the Lion’s Gate for me – like the Strength card in tarot, I am walking with the Lion who knows not of denial, fear, or shadows. I feel humbled by what I’ve been learning about myself, but, since ms itself is a humbling event, that is why I am Here, Now. I cannot live the way I used to live – a life of self-sabotage, interspersed with moments of great clarity and awareness of Love – all the while hiding the unexpressed parts of me from even myself.

With my spiritual therapist’s help, I continue to recognize – and thereby release – denial and control. I read, meditate, and write – and sometimes even dance a little! – but I do so at my own pace: one moment, one breath at a time. Thank you and blessed be!

With my spiritual therapist’s help, I continue to recognize – and thereby release – denial and control. I read, meditate, and write – and sometimes even dance a little! – but I do so at my own pace: one moment, one breath at a time.

Thank you and blessed be!

(C) 2013 Lady Diane Randall

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Summary of Brenda’s July 27, 2013 free, 15-minute, channeled “Creation Energies” show at Thenext few days will be a self-directed, emotional global shift. Even though many will not understand their internal need to think and act in love and joy, they will experience a shift to love and joy that will be similar to their need to eat and sleep. Adults aren’t told when to eat and sleep – they just know.

The title of last week’s “Brenda’s Blog” – her free, weekly, channeled blog for “Letting Go of Your Final 3D Safety Net”

Brenda’s “Creation Energies” show and “Brenda’s Blog” contain different channeled materials.

Dear Ones,

Thousands of words have been written and spoken about the miracle of the next few days’ “Lion’s Gate” energy burst. Many relay that you will manifest all you wish. That…

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The Lotus Blossom

“Although I may seem fickle, my heart is always faithful; as slowly through the mud, the lotus grows.” Basho

Preceding the following poem, this quote has never left my memory since I first saw it ten years ago. Much later, I used my home desktop publisher to frame it. It matches perfectly with a gorgeous black ink rendering of a mermaid with a fully-open lotus blossom atop her head, which lingers just barely above the silent depths of a pond.

These words from the infamous Japanese poet Matsuo Basho (17th c.) reflect infinite layers of compassion for the Self and the flawed yet determined path of a human experiencing his spirituality. As soon as I read them, I felt redemption for my own personal journey through many relationships, and saw them for what they were: physical representations of seeking the Divine.

That is what we are always doing, in everything we do, think, or say; however flawed, we are all attempting to know our True Selves through the various dances of human beingness. Of course, once we realize this, many of us begin to observe our lives, our thoughts and behaviors, more consciously, with the intention of releasing our self-created dramas and breathing in the freedom of living from the heart: the heart of “The Lotus Blossom.”

“Although I may seem fickle, my heart is always faithful;
as slowly through the mud, the lotus grows.” Basho


 The Lotus Blossom


In another dream…

I told off the owner, the tailored one;
how chagrined she seemed
how delicate…
she trotted on heels to hide from the crowd.
I yelled to the shadows, look, look what she’s done
they are so young
too young for lace and wings and winsome eyes
too damn young

I kept shouting so sure so clear
Not like other dreams
No weak attempts to stand strong and face
the stranger I’d become
Someone had to say it, shout it
even through the algae covered mud,
mud that hides but then reveals…
oh, so slowly, it reveals
the lotus leaf and bud

After that, the lotus blossom
never touches mud again;
she floats on dreams,
on a mirror that sheens,
on Serenity’s surface
that ripples only when broken
by illusion’s thoughts

(C) 2013 Lady Diane Randall

The Great Gatsby: The Many Ways Spirit Speaks to Me

Dear Friends, Bloggers, Dreamers all…

I am having the most intriguing series of synchronicities – and I love it! I love it when Spirit finds a door that’s wide open in me and pours through me in wave after wave of imagery, messages from disparate places & people, dreams, etc… all to reveal what’s really going on deep within me and perhaps, with others in my life. I have so much to say, I hardly know where to begin. It’s that way with Spirit revelations…whoo! Because I want so much to heal my inner self, and I’m open, open to all that is Good, all that is Real, so that I can be available not only to myself but to those I love, and even, perhaps, to thinking of a future that, unlike Gatsby’s, does not end in Death, but in Rebirth; a new me, and yet the Real Diane. I’m thinking now how interesting my gladness in keeping the nom de plume “Lady Diane.” Nobility in humility, or vice versa, or…?

TWO NIGHTS AGO: Watched The Great Gatsby, 1974. I hate sad endings!

YESTERDAY: Received notice of a post by Cristian Mihai about the version of the film, The Great Gatsby. Cristian Mihai states that he has read the novel by F. Scott Fitzgerald every year since he was 13 I believe … he is only 20 years old, brilliant and entertaining:

YESTERDAY: My Post to Cristian Mihai about The Great Gatsby
(Spoiler Alert! Includes Dramatic Spiritual References to Me!):

I don’t believe in coincidences… everything is connected. So I’m VERY interested to find out why I just watched, for the first time, the older version of The Great Gatsby with Robert Redford – last night! And here just now, after coming down from a depressive outburst of tears and confusion – I went outdoors and spoke to the trees and cried, cried, cried… then I decided I would do other things (spiritually speaking) to understand…this wave of emotions…but FIRST – I decided to check my email to see if anything new came up that would speak to me. And here I find your post, Cristian…about the new (film)… with the absolutely amazing Leonardo DiCaprio. SO, I don’t know what it means but I am over my own tears and will contemplate – and probably post something – about this connection…

(Soul-Digging Continues As I Lash Myself to the Stake of Healing Fire!)

After my comment to Mr. Mihai, I meditated, then watched another classic movie, “Beware of Pity,” because the title seemed worth researching, given my situation. Another tale of the paradox of privilege, of self-centeredness versus our true nature of compassion, of the dangers of naivete’ leading to betrayal, and alas, too late – death rather than rebirth, regret rather than redemption. 

DREAM ALERT! My Subconscious Invites Itself to the Bonfire!

Last night, I dreamt of my secret love… Robert Redford. Actually, I dreamt of a man I’d worked for many years ago, who had recognized my talents (for writing, especially!) and promoted me to his department. His name is Ron Gable and he looked very much like the Robert Redford of my time and, like Robert, is a good man, a trustworthy man. I dreamt that I was trying to get closer to him and pointed to the television that was playing The Great Gatsby of 1974, and said to him, “You know, when we worked together, you reminded me of him, and you still do.”

GATSBY SPEAKS TO ME! Directly from the “Real” Land of WordPress!

This morning, hung over from my own melodrama, contemplating the dream… I opened my email and there was a “Like” from a blogger known as “Gatsby Luxury.” His site is resplendent with glorious photographs from the new version of the movie. I reposted my note to Cristian Mihai and added:

Well, thank you again, Gatsby… I may not live the lifestyle but I have a great deal of thought on the character of Jay, of Robert Redford, and I definitely want to see the new movie because Leonardo takes a character and makes it come completely alive and real. And maybe that’s the conundrum, here, because I don’t know that Gatsby ever felt completely alive and real, except when he was in his hopeless romantic fantasy world, hoping against hope that Daisy would leave Tom… and save him.

THE CATALYST FOR MY DRAMA: Contained Within a Most Inconspicuous & Non-Fiction Post THAT GATSBY “LIKED!”

The post “Gatsby” liked, written just before this series of events came about,  was my desperate plea about my dog, Sadie, who has become too much burden for me to bear. And my tear-full healing last night, was dramatic; I hugged the trees outside and could not stop! I looked to the skies, looking through the branches of trees as they answered me not. The catalyst for this drama? My dog Sadie, my daughter Rebecca (who is Sadie’s Real Mommy), and the burdens I bear as a MS patient, living in a community that is half-helpful, half-stressful; half-normal and half-crazy.


THE DRAMATIC REVEAL (Drum Roll, Please!):

And could it be that I am, at this moment, embodying – or begging for release from – the “Gatsby” story that is mine? Here it is: Perhaps I don’t know if I have “ever felt completely alive and real, except when (I) was in (my) hopeless romantic fantasy world, hoping against hope that (Robert Redford, Ron… or anyone close to that ideal)… would save (me).”

If You’ve Read This Far, Gather Up Your Angels – You’r’e Gonna Need Them!

The path to healing everything hidden within is not easy, my friends. It takes courage to release our false hopes, to dig deeply into our souls, to release our fear and self-pity. It takes great courage to speak the truth as we know it once we realize we must speak it, if we are to Live. It is, however, the way – the ONLY way – out of hell and into the Ultimate Reality known as Heaven on Earth. This is true in any religion; the language and verbiage may be different, but all practices and prayers lead to the same perfect place.

Thank you and blessings to all!

Lady Diane Randall

Have I Mentioned I Have MS Yet? A few words (or more…)

Hello, readers! No poem to go with this one today. While browsing (not perusing – I learned that word means to study, to go over all the details of the object being perused – I always thought it meant a little more than skimming, that’s all!). So, while browsing “New Health Paradigms” WP blog by “Robert,” I wrote a reply and thought I’d repost it, and preface that with a few of my thoughts on Multiple Sclerosis and health of all kinds in general.

It may be of interest to some that today, I discontinued my subscriptions to the major online and print publications from MS organizations. Why? They do offer a lot of information, a lot of support, and I do not deny that many people love being part of support groups both online and in person. However, so many times when I read these publications, my fears are triggered as they explain the dis-ease and what “could” happen to me physically. I do keep up with doctors but have no specific need to learn all there is to know about ms. Some people do, and also people donate to these organizations so that amazing research can be done. My own family donated quite a bit when my daughter and I participated in a “MS Walk” fundraising event.

I do not focus on myself as “an MS patient,” although it is because of ms (I prefer the smaller letters) that many of my preconceptions of what my life should be – or may become – changed drastically. It is, I’m sure, the path to true freedom and self-awareness, or my path I should say. When we can accept “what is” (think Byron Katie & Eckhart Tolle’s teachings), many other options open for us. I was so very busy as an adult, sometimes in unhealthy ways, often in what people would see as healthy ways. But busy is busy, pressure and stress build when we don’t slow down and take quiet time every single day. I did meditate before and was heavily involved in spiritual goings-on; but as I mention below, without de-constructing the stress patterns that were deeply embedded in my psyche, I was on the roller coaster ride that leads to hell, over and over again. Highs and lows, like drugs. Addicted to distractions and relationships (oh, those can be completely distracting from knowing oneself!).

So, I am living a much more serene lifestyle, I am doing what I love (writing!), and I am much more open to allowing the messages that come to me to shift my vibration in a much more substantial, long-term way. In this regard, my life is better than it ever was. Not everyone would agree if they saw me! There are many things I can no longer “do,” or do as often or as well, but then again, there are many things I no longer “have to” do! And “taking care of myself” is my number one job.

Will I be healed or cured someday? Perhaps. There are holistic/scientific (these are becoming one, as are spirituality & science) discoveries every day that give us hope that any dis-ease can be eliminated from the beautiful cells of our bodies. In the meantime, learning to know my body, to manage triggers such as stress, using adaptive equipment and letting myself rest physically and mentally, receiving disability income and living in an apartment built for people like me – all of these factors contribute to my well- being, as well as those I mention below.

Thanks for reading (listening! because we do “read aloud” in our heads, don’t we?), and I hope that some others with Multiple Sclerosis, or any other dis-ease, will find some resonance in what I write. I do use some medications to manage my symptoms, and I do eat as my body asks me to… which is quite different from a lot of holistic or allopathic advice I receive. I cannot do raw foods, fasting, vegetarianism, or high-fiber. Perhaps someday I will be able to, but accepting and  loving my body as it is, is much more important to me than trying to push something – even something natural – on myself that I’m not ready for.

Dear Robert, Thank you for liking my post/poem Stars Making Love. If you read my “About Me” you’ll find I have ms which I have called “multiple stress.” I believe that’s where it comes from more than anything; certainly living stress-free is a major factor in NOT progressing (mine is called Primary Progressive MS). But it’s un-doing, de-constructing the stress patterns that are key. I have studied, meditated, and continue to grow and to KNOW that it is possible for me to heal from this and every thought pattern that is not in harmony with the Universe. I have a wonderful spiritual therapist and amazing old-school brilliant doctors (retired volunteers) who help me manage my health but don’t push medications on me. I do take some meds for symptom management; perhaps one day I won’t. No, there are no medicines for PPMS; there are several for the other kinds, but some doctors would be very willing to “try” out some meds on me, research trials and tests which would only worsen my symptoms.
Anyway, thanks to you and the many voices of intelligent, caring beings on this planet who are sharing who they are, to bring harmony to the spiritual/emotional/mental and physical health of all beings.
PS to those who ask about “grounding” – it doesn’t have to be the beach, it can be hugging a tree or walking barefoot on leaves; even applying essential oils to the soles of the feet. Sage-smudging. Focusing on breathing in and out of the crown and root (feet) chakras. Meditating that you are at the beach, etc. Patting a dog or cat for a few deeply-present moments. I’ve had to come up with alternatives! And they work… it’s the intention and vibration that does it. Namaste’

Blessed be to All. Thank you, Universe, for providing me with all that I need to thrive, and to be myself always. Amen, and so It Is!

With great love and appreciation,

Lady Diane Randall

Another Mother’s Day Poem-Holy Mother

This is the poem I was thinking of posting for Mother’s Day but could not find in my folder… well, the faeries, pixies, and such LOVE to have fun with me, especially if at the end, I am reminded to be humble. Herewith a poem with similar feeling to the blog and poem I posted earlier… but then again, deeper, stronger… This poem actually comes from an image I could “see” in a Persian rug I had for several years. I loved having this rug by my bed, for nighttime and waking reminders of Her presence:

Holy Mother

Oh, holy Mother…
strong and strange to my seeing,
my hearing, my loving, my being

strong and strange
to the fears that hide behind my heart
who claim I am bound to their illusions
with chains I bought, blind and unaware

Oh, holy Mother
hold me in your strange and perfect gaze
speak to me of loving, of being
in your heart’s dreambeat I feel within

hold me, holy Mother
hold me even when I flinch
try to push away… hold me

hold me, holy Mother
hold me and the children
who struggle within me
whose cries and pain I’ve called my own

hold us all, holy Mother
hold us strong and firm as you pour Truth
into our eyes, our hearts, outworn memories;
and do not let us go

until we release fears guilt pain
until we cry the tears of all we have lost
into the soil that you till and swirl
for the new seeds we will sow

until we melt into your flowering love
reborn in you, as you, holy Mother
as mother, daughter, sister to all…
as the Infinite Love That Is


Lady Diane Randall

Our Patterns – Our Past – Do Not Define Us

Another “response” (e.g., Forgiveness Redux) to someone’s blog. This time it’s about recovering from anger, resentment, fears, and lifelong patterns resulting from those feelings. Patterns are not who we are. Emotions (high or low) are not who we are. These things can be healed. The energy we’ve spent on being who we are not can then be used to be the creative, beautiful, inspiring true selves we were always meant to be. Not spiritual monks or clones, but uniquely and exquisitely human and divine, just the way we are. Herewith the main part of my response to a blog about our inner obstacles to being at peace within:  

“1st: When you look at your scars, touch or massage them gently and say it’s all over now, you’re safe, I love you. I am safe, I am loved. Feel your breath, slowly, in and out.
2nd: When you have … upsetting thoughts, put your hand on your heart and breathe, and love your heart like it was a baby. You can go to the bathroom to do this if others are around.
3rd: Each time you remember a…(stressful or anger-filled) incident or person, breathe in love, breathe out love.
4th: Each time you feel any kind of tension or upset over anything at all, say to yourself “I must be needing some healing right now;” or “something must be coming up to be healed,” etc.

“You cannot forget about that (person or traumatic event)… I know this. But you can take back the power you’re giving them with your resentment and rage. Sometimes the anger we feel is partly toward ourselves for “putting up with” or not seeing in advance what the problem was, or guilt if others… were put in harm’s way. Guilt is a big trigger for anger, and we get angry at the person who caused the chain reaction. But it doesn’t help at all. Guilt needs to be healed, definitely.

“You did the best you could… Although you won’t ever completely forget, I don’t think that’s what (your therapist) means. It means the (painful) thought or memory… will lose its power to hurt you, or at least the hurt will only last a moment if you:
1. Feel the feeling, ALLOW it as you continue breathing and feeling.
2. At the same time or quickly thereafter, turn to self-healing thoughts.
3. If needed, tell yourself it’s okay to release the feeling (anger, guilt, anxiety, etc.)

“That’s your healing practice, your spiritual practice. And it’s a life-long practice but, for me, it works.

“Just had a great affirmation recently: “It is alright for me to take care of myself,” which I then changed to: “It is vital for me to take care of myself.”

“Thank you for sharing so I could have this opportunity to heal my secret scars as well.”

Blessed be, all! 

Forgiveness Redux

This is a copy of a response I made to a fellow blogger. I feel very inspired by her story, by the response I wrote, and I believe – I know – that there is something in these words for me, more than just hey, look at me, what a great teacher I am. In fact, this morning, I was questioning myself – doubting my faith I suppose. I had done a spiritual tarot reading for a woman who’d just come out of a three-month rehab program, and the cards were so strong, so good… except for two, which I downplayed (the excitement of the powerful forces of the other cards,  and her excitement in feeling so much better). I now remember I did try to add some advice to her about staying strong when things feel tough, they will pass, etc. Anyway, today, she’s back in rehab. Or at least I assume that… but now that I think of it, she had mentioned she was going somewhere for a month, so perhaps this was all planned. All I know is, I came outside and there were her mother, boyfriend, and suitcases, and my neighbor, rushing to go. Perhaps I will find out that the reading was accurate and all will be well.

Back to my original point, the blogger’s story (from transcendingborders) of forgiveness prompted several responses and mine, and I believe sharing my response will spread the power of healing and of forgiveness in many more ways than I, or anyone, could possibly know. Herewith:

“Forgiveness heals the self and has the added potential to send healing vibrations to the other, who does not know that they, like you, like all of us, are a divine being. When we know that, we can release our unhappiness and learn to not take things personally (another benefit, or meaning, of forgiveness). Easier said than done but each time we do it, it does get easier. Each time we focus on what is positive within ourselves and align ourselves with other positive people and ideas, we get stronger and more able to forgive.

“Things like this happen to all of us, but I also believe that often, someone who is a shining light of love is a very tempting target for someone who wants to hide in the shadows of jealousy, hatred, etc. They come from fear of the light, from fear of being responsible for their words, fear of having to give up their identities as “tough” or “smarter” or whatever. In truth, they are jealous, fearful, and inside feel very, very alone. Forgiveness helps us to “let go and let God” handle getting into the heart of any such beings.

“However, forgiveness doesn’t mean to condone bad actions; in fact, it gives us greater clarity in choosing how to deal with those actions and people. It takes great courage to forgive, to release toxic relationships and feelings, and it heals our OWN inner self-judgements; it strengthens us. Thank you dearest, for your sharing your courage and your heart. Those you uplift far outweigh any naysayers; that’s the true beauty of love and forgiveness. Blessed be!”