Pamela’s Blog
The Key and the Thread
Synchronicities and the Art of Alignment
In my last blog post, I was remembering full circle moments on the birthday anniversary of my late husband and my nephew. There was a memory of leaving the closing of our first home with keys in hand which …
The Circle of Gratitude
How Does Gratitude Show Up for You?
Today would have been my late husband’s seventieth birthday. Birthday and holiday celebrations were often such a pleasure.
A birthday trifecta - new …
Magic is Everywhere
Can you see it? Do you see the magic?
Graced with each third Wednesday of the month to lead a guided meditation with sound under a meditation tree by the sea. It was a glorious day.
I snapped a photo of the …
I Am A ...
“What do you want to be called? What best fits you?” I was asked as a participant of a global wellness project.
Hmmm… Ask for guidance.
For me, the ‘healer’ in Sound Healer supposes broken pieces to be fixed. We are all perfect, nothing to fix, an opportunity to …
Unwind, Unwind the Sands of Time
It’s “go time” now in every present moment. Ripe and juicy, fully awakened.
I’ve noticed this message within myself lately. Then it was confirmed by community, friends and family of every …
Butterfiles in the Midst
The butterflies were shadow dancing like a sonic symphony this morning darting through the bougainvillea flowers. Imagine you can hear the sound of their wings as they dart and flit throughout the multi-dimensional reality. The creamy sunshine yellow of the …
Gifts In The Grace
As my mother leaned forward to blow out the candles on her 95th birthday cake, I was overcome, struck, inspired, on fire and reminded of the beauty of …
Being Present in the Moment
The past resides within our hearts while the future has infinite possibilities. The gift of every sovereign breath illustrates our power to manifest whatever we may dream through the seen and the unseen, between the …
Titles of Our Truth
One of the most powerful things our parents give us is our name at birth. What about the name(s) we choose for ourselves?
Recently, I had the occasion to choose a new name for myself for my role as a …
In My Own Backyard
In the spirit of feeling safe and being nestled in security, one thing we all agreed on in a circle of wise lady friends, is that in Mother Nature’s dear embrace we find nurturing and a fertile warmth no chaos may erase.
The humming of a furry striped buzzing bee who flits from flower bud to flower sipping nectar while …
Looking Through the Prism
Is grief something that helps us to transform?
A heavy leaden ball inside my being morphs into new beginnings. Sound healing helps the burden of sorrow to move through and out of my body. It’s an alchemical reaction. A new song arises in my heart. The pain of loss and missing you turns into …
Our Undertows
So much was going on for me internally and externally. Five years have passed since my great love left his physical body. Interesting and funny how the time flies. The avalanche of grief stems its flow and memory blurs into a warm honey glow.
Memories of sound and silence. The rhythm of a …
The Precious Present
As I settled on a topic, this quote by Myrko Thum emerged.
“What is the Meaning of the Present Moment? Being in the present moment, or the “here and now,” means that we are aware and mindful of what is happening at this very moment. We are not distracted by ruminations on the past or worries about the future, but centered in the …
Crossing Over and Coming Back
At the age of 2 1/2, when one is not really supposed to remember, I distinctly remember my first near death experience. At that young age I needed a tonsillectomy yet surgery was delayed due to a concern with my blood clotting factor. I was finally cleared for surgery however during recovery blood came flowing out of every orafice and I was placed in isolation.
I saw my soul like a …
Petal Power
Dandelion angel puffs on which to make wishes. A gramma Rose, I’ve never known, except in Spirit.
Since my memory recalls, flowers have always caught my eye and captured my heart for their beauty and their fragrance—most splendid Nature’s art.
Do you remember making …
What’s In A Name?
I revel in the wonders that are hidden in plain sight. They sometimes go unnoticed in this cacophony of light and pure Source energy entering our world. Radiant lightning flashes with rainbows on my eyelashes. A deeply soaking downpour of healing rain to revitalize Ahelia tree as we’re all reborn again and again and again.
Popcorn green forests emerge upon her …
Is Magic Hiding in Plain Sight?
As far back as I can remember, turtles have been important to me. As a child growing up in tropical South Florida, there were all kinds of turtles everywhere. Some were green and some snapped. “OUCH.” Others were huge, ancient beings who seemed to carry a deep soul wisdom beyond …
Turn Fear Into Fun
Transmute the rigidness of fear into the fluidity of fun.
I remember as a child being terrified to swim. The pool was so inviting. I wished I could be like a fish and dive right in. My dad would coax me to the edge. Then he’d lift me up into the water inviting me to …