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Very recently, I had stopped by a gas station on my way to work to buy a breakfast burrito. Well, as I am preparing to open the door, there was a man who looked strangely at me. I wondered why. I am not a big preen queen, but I know I didn’t look that scary… then I realized it wasn’t me he was looking at. As I continue to write my Divine Wars trilogy, I am ever surprised at the closeness and love that I am experiencing on a daily basis with my guardian angels.

The man wasn’t looking at me, he was looking at one of my angel’s who appeared very big and frightening. And so when his eyes widened it had to be a surprise to see them. I say ‘them’ because I don’t really know how many were with me. I felt the presences of archangel Michael, but I couldn’t be sure. I almost felt a pang of jealousy that the stranger could see him, and I couldn’t. That’s how it is, I can sense and hear them – communicate fully with them – but I can never really see them. I think maybe it’s better that way.

However, going back to the man. I opened the door, and he carefully sidestepped me. I couldn’t figure out if maybe I was in danger, or something. The man looked a bit shady, but I try not to judge the book by its cover. I just want to remind all of you that your guardian angels are real. They love you and protect you always.

I wonder if they ever think we are selfish and spoiled humans? I know when I have my conversations with my angels they are very loving, gentle, and kind. In order to forge a relationship with your angels, it’s imperative that you not think bad or negative thoughts about yourself. You are not crazy, you are not insane or ‘losing it’. You simply are awakening… reach out to your guardians… they are real. They are really, really, real.

-Many blessings, Sandi

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Pain and Grace

Unexpected beauty in the midst of hellish musings. (Image: Sandi's)

Unexpected beauty in the midst of hellish musings. (Image: Sandi’s)

There is no way I can honestly get away from the truth; it seems all kinds of cool things have been happening on my walks at work. Today, I was honored by this Monarch’s presence. During my walk, I had played a video about a vet who had filmed his heartbreak over the death of a kitten, on Facebook. Now, I’m not a Facebooker… Never have been, and never will be, but truly, I relish these kinds of posts. To see the vet, click Abused Kitten Passes Away.

There are subtitles for those who don’t understand the language he speaks. I was fuming by the time I rounded the corner of the parking lot near my office. But seconds later, I saw the butterfly. I wondered, WTF? Then I flashed back to his anguish – the vet – and thought, this man is so incredibly brave to express his devastation. He admits he’s no saint, but how can anyone who calls themselves human, do such a horrific thing?

This brings me to a few things I am grateful for: One, I thank God for people like the vet; everyday, they see horrors we could never imagine, and yet, also experience amazing miracles. Two, I thank God there are caring humans out there; they are the ones who take in stray cats, dogs, find homes for our larger animal friends, like horses, goats, etc… There are people like me who give free psychic readings to those who donate over $20 to animal rescue orgs, and so many amazing animal rescue organizations all over the world. And finally, to our faith, trust, and balls in forging forward in a world that is filled with evil and yet gets stomped out by the light every time.

The butterfly is quite an amazing creature (I say this with love). There are so many facets to the their beauty, I won’t spend too much time naming them. One thing remains clear: There is grace to be found in the ugliness of this world, and pain unmasked by simplicity, love, and cajones… BIG ONES.

A dip in memory

My little man always enjoyed hide and seek! (Image: Sandi Martinez)

My little man always enjoyed hide and seek! (Image: Sandi Martinez)

I really enjoy house and pet-sitting, and I had a wonderful opportunity to do that over the last 4 days. There were 2 cats and 1 dog. The cats always had me on my toes – guessing what they were going to do next… the dog Maddy, was sweet and I truly believe an Angelic being.

What I mean by that, is that not only do dogs go to heaven, they also come from there, and just go back when it’s time. Much like it was time for my long-time animal companion, Samson. The days allowed me to meditate. To rest, and slow down. I sat on the veranda of this beautiful house set in El Dorado, NM, and watched the sun set. Intense oranges, yellows, reds, and purples, mixed as if on a painter’s palette. I saw epic thunder and lightning storms streak across the sky like chariots on fire. I saw sweet birds and hummingbirds feast on the sun, light, and food they gathered. I had time… a rare and strange event. The fact that time had no time limits.

While surfing the TV; satellite with various movies playing at once, I noticed my body relax, and my muscles became mush. This is about the time I worried my brain cells were slowly dying… (I never watch TV). Much to my relief, it was simply my brain taking a reprieve from all the mental gymnastics I make daily; second by second.

Today, my last day, I packed my things, and put them in my car. I played fetch with Maddy, (I’m pretty sure it was me fetching) and I loved on her and told her how much our time together meant to me. As I made my final check, I felt an overwhelming sadness overtake me. Maddy reminded me of my dog Samson who as some of you may remember, passed away this February. She looked deep into my eyes as if she understood my sadness. I tried to be enthusiastic that mom was coming home in just a few hours, but the tears won out, and at last, Maddy walked away and left me to deal with my pain, sadness, and loss.

This is why I believe she is an angelic being; she allowed me to feel my pain without taking it away, and yet her love washed over me in waves. Only an angel can do that.

Many blessings,

Sandi

David and Goliath

Crow

A crow in an art gallery… caw, cawing at a would-be crowd for art gallery shows… come rain or snow, they showed; albeit under umbrellas! (Image: Sandi Martinez)

 

 

The Crow Spirit Animal, a Guide about Fearlessness and Determination

Have you ever watched a group of crows ganging up together and chasing out birds much bigger than they are? This behavior makes the crow a useful animal totem to call when you need support in dealing with adversity. If the crow chose you as your power animal, you are encouraged to develop your personal will power and speak your truth more loudly.

Crows always seem to be able to get away with what they are after, be it a piece of food left on the road or sneaking into other birds’ nests to steal or eat their eggs. Echoing this trait, those with the crow as totem or spirit guide might watch for the tendency to trick or be a bit manipulative.

Where there is deception, there is a way to peel it away… this crow is actually an art piece in an art gallery in Santa Fe, NM. I was stunned at its likeness to a real crow.

I am also stunned at our ability as humans to mimic crows’ behavior. After all, we can go back and read ‘David and Goliath’ and remember how intense the story is: David, uses a sling shot and takes down the giant with a rock. So, there’s more to the story, but one thing is clear; size doesn’t matter. We have to be swift, smart, and silky-smooth in getting what we want, but what about those that don’t feel the same way? Do they become desperate crow, assimilating different shapes and sizes, and using ultimate manipulation to get what they want? Is this what the world has cornered us into?

I would prefer to think that we all have fantastic gifts – we are all capable of great feats without using sling shots with rocks. So, what’s in your bag?

Many blessings,

Sandi

Easy does it!

This photo is completely untouched... I see a turtle, what do you see? (Image: Sandi Martinez)

This photo is completely untouched… I see a turtle, what do you see?
(Image: Sandi Martinez)

 

So, where are you going in such a hurry?  The image above stunned me one day when I was driving on my way home from work. I’d been seeing turtle shapes, and actual turtles (plastic, figurines, etc) all around me, and ignored it – that is to say I didn’t pay much attention – until this day when I saw it in the sky.

So, I wondered, am I rushing around? It was too easy to say no. But not quite accurate to say YES. This is the totem meaning for turtle:

The turtle totem wisdom teaches us about walking our path in peace and sticking to it with determination and serenity. Slow moving on earth, yet also incredibly fast and agile in water, those who have the turtle as totem or spirit animal may be encouraged to take a break in their busy lives and look around or within themselves for more grounded, long-lasting solutions. Traditionally, the turtle is symbolic of the way of peace, whether it’s inviting us to cultivate peace of mind or a peaceful relationship with our environment.

So, I wanted to share this with all of you – those who feel like time is never enough. Those whom walk a tight line between gotta go, gotta do, too much to do… I hope this little piece is inspiring to you, and check out the link to look up more totems should you have a list of beings that have graced you with their presence as of late…

Happy trails folks,

Sandi