Divine Sight

Divine Sight

Divine Sight

Yesterday’s morning meditation became a joyous self-healing session, as I was guided through steps to make sure each part of my body was happy – physically and energetically. Step by step, using muscle testing and yes / no questions, I released trapped emotional hurts from my physical body parts. Bones, muscles, organs, fascia, trunk, limbs, head, chakras, meridians – all “spoke” to me, letting me know what was needed, and relaxing as they were “treated”. Nurturing myself in this way, each part of my body became energetically aligned. I rejoiced in the feeling of wholeness in a visceral, physical way as waves of the spirit washed through me – speaking through feelings of comfort, relaxation, acceptance, peace, joy and happiness in the present moment.

Later that morning, I did an energy healing session for my sister, who had been suffering for weeks with abdominal pain. Her physician didn’t know for sure what was wrong, but wanted her to take an expensive medication that her insurance wouldn’t pay for – and she was unsure what to do. The spirit led me through the healing charts on her behalf, guiding me to cast out energetic ancestral parasites and then scan her body to discover and release trapped emotions, just as it had guided me to do for myself earlier that morning. Several hours later, we spoke, and she indicated the pain was gone.
“How will I know if I still need the medicine later?” she asked.
The answer: “Listen to your body. It’s talking to you all the time through your thoughts, emotions and spirit.
Listen to the still small voice within, and you will know what to do.”

The next day – another early morning meditation. This time, I was prompted to do a complete body scan session for my sweet 95 year old mother. Divine sight guided me through the same process for her – reaching back through generations of time – validating experiences and touching souls on both sides of the spectrum of life experience.

Divine sight then showed me the circle of healing for one particular ancestor, a percentage of the healing process was for her, another percentage for her ancestral lineage, and another percentage for her descendants and all who were affected, first by the pain – and now, all are encompassed within the circle of healing and wholeness.

In gratitude for the intuitive gift of Divine Sight.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
It is done, it is done, it is done.

Jo Lyn

Healing Dreams

Healing Dreams

After attending another Compassion Key session led by Edward Mannix,
I dreamed compassion statements all night long,
becoming consciously aware of this as I began to awake in the early morning hours.
 
Most of the statements repeated in my mind were things like:
“I’m so sorry they didn’t teach you the truth about money.
I’m so sorry they said you’d never be rich.
I’m so sorry they said you couldn’t manage money.
I’m so sorry you can never be rich.”
 
I’ve done much energy work and holistic healing regarding old misconceptions and trapped emotions.
I know the truth – that my soul value is infinite and this world is only transitory…
so none of these phrases triggered any emotional hurt.
Rather, they felt strangely comforting, so I kept going… and as the words began to shift, they touched deeper and deeper into my psyche…
 
“I’m so sorry you can’t have money because you’re a girl.
I’m so sorry girls are not smart enough to have money.
I’m so sorry he said you’d never be rich if you married him.
I’m so sorry he didn’t know the truth of who you are.
I’m so sorry he valued money more than the joy and happiness of his children.
I’m so sorry he held so many inner conflicts from his own childhood.
I’m so sorry his inner pain and conflicts affected your life experiences in such a big way.
I’m so sorry you have experienced poverty but can never experience wealth.
I’m so sorry you’ll never get to see what it feels like to be generous in a big way in the world.
I’m so sorry you will never achieve your dreams.
I’m so sorry big dreams coming true is for other people, not you.
I”m so sorry you had to ask permission to buy anything for yourself.
I’m so sorry you couldn’t spend $8 for a white blouse unless you asked permission.
I’m so sorry you weren’t worth it.
I’m so sorry you were not trusted with money.
I’m so sorry he didn’t know what to do with money himself.
I’m so sorry he thought if he actually got money, someone would come and take it all away.
I’m so sorry when you got money, the economy crashed and it was all taken away.
I’m so sorry you proved him right.
I’m so sorry you couldn’t be trusted with money.
I’m so sorry that no matter how you studied, you couldn’t figure out how to keep the money and grow it into wealth.
I’m so sorry you didn’t have a positive money blueprint.
I’m so sorry you were stupid with money.
I’m so sorry you can’t trust yourself with money.
I’m so sorry they don’t trust you with money.
I’m so sorry you don’t trust you with money.
I’m so sorry you aren’t trustworthy….”
 
Caught in the pain of the moment, the tears began to flow.
I knew there was something deeper coming up, and I asked….
“What do I do with this overwhelming emotion that I can’t trust myself,
What do I do with this feeling of shame that at a core level, I am not trustworthy?
If I am not trustworthy, I have no integrity….
Then who am I???”
 
I paused… wondering how I can solve this… for I know that as a child of God
I am loved all the way to eternity and back….
Yet still, I felt this deep despair of unworthiness…
“How can I come to a place of peace?”
“Is there an underlying reason for this feeling of being untrustworthy?
No
Is there a hidden underlying reason for this feeling of being untrustworthy?
Yes
I shifted to using The Emotion Code healing modality…
and discovered ancestral trapped emotions, many instances of
insecurity,
guilt and
forlorn,
in three different ancestral lines
many generations back….
Father’s Mother’s line…
Mother’s Mother’s line…
Father’s Father’s Mother’s line…
All these and other hidden, trapped ancestral emotions had been distorting the clarity of my own soul…
Contributing to my experiences while in this mortal realm…
Coloring how I experience this world…
And affecting what I create and what I pass down the generational lines.
This holistic healing process,
beginning during the night with compassion phrases,
brought to my conscious awareness the energy resonances of traumas in my ancestors’ life experience,
And now they can all be let go… and all can grow…
Sending compassion to my ancestors:
“I am so sorry for the difficult experiences you had.
I am so sorry for your trials and sorrows.
I am so sorry the energy and resonance of these trapped emotions carried down through to your descendants…”
 
Released,  the trapped emotions shift and I feel calm now, and lighter,
Allowing the natural healing processes of internal energy to flow.
My inner world becomes more balanced,
The distortion of the lens is cleared, 
for them, for me, for all who were affected…
And we are free.
 
Thank you, thank you, thank you,
It is done, it is done, it is done.
Permission Granted

Permission Granted

Permission Granted

Guidance received on May 23, 2017:
“You are hereby authorized to be all that you were meant to be,
to do all that you desire to do, and to create all that is in you to create.
This authority is vested in you by divine right from the Great Creator of All Things…”

I am enough.
I have healed enough.
I have cleared enough.
I know it.
God knows it.
My heart knows it.
I am ready.
And the universe is showing me how…

Across my desk a few weeks ago came a message from Jeff Goins, a writer’s coach,
entitled “Seven Ways to Power Up”. Jeff says:
1. Get out of your own way.
2. Filter out distractions vs your path.
3. Know who you really are.
4. Become discerning – ramp up your intuition.
5. Open up to new perspectives.
6. Respect yourself.
7. Be clear in your meaning, focus and purpose.

I realized that since my previous business life imploded,
I have been consciously working on all those things.
Jeff just outlined my process in seven succinct steps.
And I was nearly ready…
But I needed a number eight.
I needed one more thing…
I needed permission…
My own…
And God’s.

Years ago, when my outer world crashed, I lost my inner compass.
I lost my sense of who I was and what I was here to do.
I lost my sense of being valued in the world I lived in.
My sense of self-trust wavered.
Though my troubles were minuscule compared to some,
They were huge in my perspective.
When you’re in the middle of the pit of trauma and drama,
It can feel impossible to climb out.

Life is not an event, until it’s over.
While we’re still in human form, life is a process, a work in progress.
Stuff happens…
We change.
The world around us changes.
Sometimes it chews us up and spits us out.
Then we can choose.
Do we give up?
Quit?
Blame?
Cry?
Whine?
Turn inward?
Live small?
Well, maybe. Sometimes. Usually. Of course. YES. For a while, anyway.

As human’s it can take some time to process life events.
It’s natural to grieve what’s lost, especially when it was something we loved, sacrificed for, or identified with.
Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.
We flail around in these stages of grief, resisting and processing change.
But “The only thing constant in this world is change.”

This world was not designed to be perfect – it was designed to provide opportunities for growth.
That’s why, “the poor will always be with us” – because something is always hitting the fan somewhere on this planet.
Whomever is rich one moment may be poor the next. Those in power now may be in disgrace later.
Those who are strong, wealthy and charitable, may experience devastating circumstances and become needy.
That’s why we are given guidance such as, “thou shalt not judge”, and “as I have loved you, love one another”.
The Great Creator knew we would need help, support, and comfort
to get through the tough stuff with our faith and hope intact or restored…
and we can do it – we can pass through this “vale of tears” and come out on the other side
more humble, teachable, grateful, accepting, allowing, peaceful,
and strong and passionate in our purpose.

It took me some time to wade through the pain and reorient to a new life situation.
What I had perceived as loss was simply a blessing – an opportunity to learn different life lessons,
though at first, I did not see it that way.
I learned that I had much spiritual cleansing to do, and I am grateful that the Spirit works gently and lovingly.
I am grateful for all the earth angels that helped me through my pain and back onto a divinely led path.
I have learned that when fully aligned with the divine, I can be at peace in the midst of chaos –
“in the world but not of the world”.
Peace gives rise to gratitude.  Gratitude empowers strength.
Strength inspires purpose. Purpose, fully lived, blooms into joy.
May we each become more whole, more of our best selves, and thus see life through new eyes.

“Permission Granted”, came the message. 
“You are hereby authorized to be all that you were meant to be,
to do all that you desire to do, and to create all that is in you to create.
This authority is vested in you by divine right from the Great Creator of All Things”

The message is clear.  We have been given permission from the Almighty,
the Great Creator of Heaven and Earth, to choose what we will be, and do, and have.
The power is in you to say yes to yourself.
I pray that you will be encouraged to choose life and light over darkness and despair.
Say yes to life, yes to love, and yes to living your gifts.

Blessings,
Jo Lyn

 

Subtle Nuances – It’s the Little Things

Subtle Nuances – It’s the Little Things

Subtle Nuances… It’s the Little Things

I’ve worked through those big hurts I used to carry…
Let go of the painful injustices inherent in this world of contrast…
Released the blame I assigned to others for my own inadequacies…
Yes, They are long gone, and for that, I rejoice.

Most often,
My healing feels complete.
I awake each day communing with Spirit…
Letting it lead me step by step.

Nonetheless, I remain in this mortal sphere,
Where nothing stays the same,
And each day or moment brings a lesson…
If I but have ears to hear, eyes to see, and a heart to discern.

Finding myself dealing with unexpected life events…
Things neither of my making nor of my own control,
I endeavor to hold an an attitude of acceptance, calm confidence and assurance.
I take the required action in the moment,
While in my heart I ask,
What has this to teach me?

Thus attuned, I am more sensitive to internal and external shifts.
On occasion I sense small degrees of energetic discord…
Such as occurred during this morning’s Yoga class…
As if exercise or life events open the opportunities
for more energetic clearing…

Disappointed.
Disappointed?
Yes, I am disappointed in you.
In me?
Yes.
Is this my own?
No.
Is this ancestral?
Yes.
From my father?
No.
From my mother?
Yes.
A mother pattern?
Yes.
Do I need to know more?
Yes…
And further questions reveal the feeling of disappointment
was carried by an ancestor 72 generations back….
May I release this now?
Yes…

Thus released, I momentarily relax and
Follow the Yoga instructor through a few more poses.
Stiffness and pain arise in a joint,
and the questions begin again.
This time, it’s my own insecurities that need releasing.

I lived so much of my life feeling that
I was a disappointment to others,
That I scarcely know how to truly let it go.

Am I addicted to this habit of negativity…
this feeling of being a disappointment to others?
No.
Yet, it lingers?
Yes… the energy and resonance can still linger
after the causation event and the emotion have been released.
Can I release it, every whit?
Yes.
Thank you…

Empty now.
Empty?
Yes.
Do I need to download something else to fill this newly empty
energetic emotional space?
Yes.
May I choose for myself?
Yes.
Spirit prompts the words,
And soon,
I have witnessed for myself,
the download of a new measure of acceptance, joy and love
directly from the Great Creator, Himself.
Have I asked amiss?
No.
Is this correct?
Yes.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I resonate with Spirit in peace.

Whisperings of the Spirit

Whisperings of the Spirit

Whisperings of the Spirit

I am grateful for the daily whisperings of the Spirit,
knowing that in order to be able to notice them,
I must center myself and listen…
then follow the path to which I am guided.

Sometimes, this path is to take specific physical action.
Other times, it is simply to take a few moments
and share messages of encouragement,
hope and divine love and gratitude.

Thank you… thank you… thank you…
Blessings to you and yours…
Jo Lyn

Clearing Offensive Energies

Clearing Offensive Energies

Clearing Offensive Energies

Recently I intuitively received a new question to ask when clearing trapped emotions:
Along with checking which emotion it is,
and which ancestor it came from,
I am now to ask:
“Do I need to know how many?”
If yes, sometimes I discover multiple instances of the same emotion,
and am given to know whether or not they can be cleared all at once.

Also, I have been physically feeling offensive energies not my own…
attached not to me, but to my dead ancestors.
Today I released an energetic saboteur – a spear –
from a Mother 11 generations back.
It felt as if the spear was in my own body…
stabbing through my left bicep and all the way
from left to right through the trunk of my body,
coming out through my right kidney….
There was so much pain I could not stand up straight and walk.
I’ve been doing a bit of Yoga, so I thought the soreness was simply from increased exercise,
But the pain, intense and debilitating,
was out of proportion to my mild physical exertion.
So bothersome it is to not be able to easily stand up and walk
that I finally stopped and asked,
“Is this a saboteur”?
Yes…
“Is it a hidden saboteur”?
Yes.
Then I understood… and took care of it.

This process called energy healing is quite intuitively instructive.
I have learned that evil spirits (in addition to other offensive energies like saboteurs and curses)
can stay attached to the spirits of the mortal humans they persecuted in life,
even after death.  I have cast out evil spirits off and away from ancestors
so the ancestors could be free to find their way to the light.

One such instance was so visually graphic…
twenty-one spirits with evil intent resisted leaving
spewing away in a whirling dervish of  anger and gnashing of teeth…
They did not want to go to the light… but they knew they must,
when in my intercessory prayer, I called upon the name of the Savior.
I sent them to the Light to be accountable before God….

Sometimes in this work, evil spirits seek to attack or oppress me…
Again, it is usually in form of some physical pain…
Or an untoward extreme and unusual emotion.
I do not seek to contend with them,
Nevertheless, I am unafraid, as God has given mankind
the power to overcome evil, through choice.

Evil spirits are those who did not keep their first estate,
but in fear, chose to oppose their Creator in the pre-mortal world,
thus losing their opportunity to receive a physical body here.
In their frustrated anger and jealousy,
they attempt to thwart the progression of those who did come
to receive physical bodies and have a learning experience here on earth.

These, in their anger, attempt to keep me from sending souls to God.
But the joke is on them…
because I send THEM to the light…
where they must be accountable to God….
I like to think that God, being both just and merciful,
has prepared a place for them, too.

I have also sent millions of wayward spirits to the Light…
those spirits of souls who stayed here after death,
not knowing where to go.
These announce their existence through a word in my mind,
or an intuitive impression, but more often in the form
of unusual or unexpected aches or pains in my physical body.
Physical pain is not my preference for becoming aware of their presence,
nonetheless, the method does work.
I cannot NOT pay attention….

Sometimes I tire of it all and I ask,
Can they do this for themselves?
Yes, they can.
Then why am I asked to do this?
For your learning and growth.

Other times, the answer is No,
these cannot do it for themselves,
They died knowing nothing of God or the Light,
and have spent eons adrift,
waiting for lightworkers who have learned enough to to be able to guide them.

Some died in darkness, and need release and resolution
to free them from offensive energies or trapped emotions
which they experienced in their mortal life.
When ready, they find me or another lightworker such as I,
drawn to the portals of Light created in our process of healing ourselves
and all generations past, present and future.

Ancient scripture states, “Seek and ye shall find.”
And they come, one by one or in the millions, seeking the Light.
I say, turn and look, and they see it…
Go to the Light, is the command.
Be received by the Great Creator of All Things.
Go, and discover the next step of your own soul’s progression,
Go, and seek your Salvation, your happiness
through the Great Creator of All Things.
This visual is joyful.
I see them welcomed into the outstretched arms of the Lord,
guided by angels who patiently await their coming.

Sometimes I receive intuitive messages from specific ancestors…
or I must clear multiples of hidden emotions and I wonder why so many…
At times I grow weary.
Do I need to set limits and boundaries on the work, and just say no?
Can I just simply clear what needs to be cleared for my own self,
and be done with all this energy clearing and able to get on with my life?

Yes, momentarily.
I can take a break.
I breathe deeply, grateful for this breath that sustains my life,
Then ask, “is there more to clear right now?”
Yes…
And then I discover there is just one more…
Just one… which is my own…
and in humble gratitude of personal discovery,
I am able to let it go.

I am finding that my life experiences give ample opportunity for me to practice wholeness.
Events that used to trigger fear in me are now simply practice opportunities.
The more old energies I clear away,
the greater my personal power to simply be myself…
to increase and hold to a greater frequency of energy,
and remain in calm confidence
amidst the seeming chaos of this universe.

Oh the amazing world of energy healing….
I am learning so much,
and I am so very grateful for this work.

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.
It is done, it is done, it is done.

Jo Lyn

Ancestral Clearing

Ancestral Clearing

Ancestral Clearing: Clearing Away the Unseen Forces and Soul Contracts that Affect our Daily Lives

This morning, I experienced an unusually ferocious wave of anger at finding myself in the middle of multiple urgent problems, both of which are complicated issues requiring hours of resolution time, none of which were of my making, and for which there is no possibility of compensation…

A veritable vortex of madness ensued…
Anger that “I had to do it all myself”…
Furious that it seems that I am somehow
always made responsible to resolve other people’s issues…
Anger that “Life is always such a struggle”…
Blankety-blank mad that the tough stuff all falls to me…

In frustration hit the wall with my hand
(I know, totally uncharacteristic, right? I never do stuff like that!)
In the middle of my verbal tirade… I stopped…
looked wide-eyed at my husband, and we both said…

“There is something deeper going on here.”

In conscious recognition that my reaction was out of proportion to the problem,
and that there was an immense underlying energetic tidal wave expressing itself through me…

In that moment of awareness of unseen forces affecting my behavior,
I retreated to another room and did an energetic check…

Not surprisingly, I discovered this life event had triggered
five million, three hundred twenty one thousand, one hundred and eleven
ancestral emotions of struggle and pain. (Yes, that number is 5,321,111),
all being expressed through my anger and frustration.

Grateful for my energy clearing skills, I applied my SoulTalk process…
Releasing…
Resolving…
Releasing the old Soul Contract of struggle and pain for millions of ancestors and others all over the world…
Sending it all to the light…

Releasing…
Resolving…
Dissolving…
Dissolving the old soul contracts that imprisoned human-kind in the bondage of unconscious awareness for millennia…

I get a mind’s-eye visual of all this negative energy
appearing before the bar of God and it dissipates…
in the twinkling of an eye…

I breathe deeply in relief as the tirade of emotion evaporates out of me…
My natural state of calmness returns…
And with it, my natural sense of inner joy prevails.

The worldly problems that triggered this tidal wave of emotion still await my attention.
But it is okay for me to allow specialists to take care of these issues.
I don’t have to do everything myself.
Life no longer has to be a struggle.
Calmness abides.

My spirit speaks to me…
It seems there is something else to attend to…
One last energetic check in…
A few wayward entities are trying to take advantage
of this huge energy shift to attach themselves to me.

Are they good for me?
No
Can I send them away?
Yes
I use my prayerful meditative process,
calling upon the Light of Christ which is endowed in me
(and in every human being upon their entry into this world of sorrows),
to cast these wayward entities out and away from me,
never to return,
sending them into the stewardship of Divine Light.
Let God be the judge.
Let me be whole.

Peace returns.

One simple phone call (to a specialist)
and three of today’s urgent issues are on their way to resolution.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.
With God, all things are possible.

“Whenever any difficulty seems to rise, tell yourself quickly: Let me recognize this problem so it can be solved.”  – A Course in Miracles

Across the Pond

Across the Pond

Across the Pond Where the Whippoorwills Sing

Last week at our family reunion I received a Priesthood blessing
confirming my gift of healing, and was told that it is time for me to step into using it fully
on behalf of myself, my family, my ancestors and for those who come to me for healing.
I was blessed with increased intuitive capacity to know when those around me are ready for healing, and how to best help them.
I was blessed to be healed myself in body, mind, spirit and soul, and that from this time forward my life will be pure joy.

But then…
Yesterday, while accompanying my disabled son
to a medical visit, the SS office, the bank and apartment hunting…
my body became increasingly pained,
heavy, sluggish, overwhelmed,
slow to move,
and more less-than-joyful symptoms…

I was so grateful to make it back home (2 hour drive) about 9 pm…
And before my husband came home from work,
I struggled,
Lumbering about the house…
Struggling to put my luggage away…
Full of physical pain,
Barely able to move from one room to another…
Every joint and tissue aching from the inside out…
It finally got my attention enough that
I stopped and asked.
Is this knee pain ancestral?
Yes.
Can I release it?
Yes
Do I need to know more about it?
Yes
Anger flared.
I felt intruded upon by my ancestors.
But I did the muscle testing and discovered
The pain came from 252 generations back,
from my mother’s father’s line…
Released it, but felt pressured to do more…
As if they were lining up to hit me with their pains
One at a time…
Myriads of them…
And I became discouraged,
Thinking that my physical pain and suffering would never end…

And I lost my temper.
I yelled out loud at my ancestors.
I rebuked them for burdening me physically
with the pain and agony they felt
while in their mortal lives.
I told them their lives were their own.
That while I was happy to help
Out of love,
That the responsibility for their own salvation
Is a sacred communication
between each one of them and God…
That I can facilitate their healing
but not carry their burdens…
And I said,  “NO MORE!”

I told them I was promised complete healing
in body, mind, spirit and soul
and a life full of joy,
but this physical debilitation is not joy.

Still suffering with the resonance of pain,
I retired for the night.
Grateful to be able to sleep safely
In my comfortable, just right, bed.

Early this morning…
A song came into my mind.
Tune and words complete,
A lilting melody…

“Across the pond
Where the whippoorwills sing,
I lost my heart
And gained a ring.
I lost my heart
And gained a ring,
Across the pond
Where the whippoorwills sing”.

I felt the lightness and joy of the song.
Moving carefully,
I arose.
Still woozy from yesterday’s pain,
But a little better, as always, after a night’s rest.

Showering,
The song came again…
And I sang it…
Feeling the tune until I got it right…
My voice stronger and clearer than it has been in years.

Intuitively, I asked…
Is this my song?
No
Is it a song of an ancestor?
Yes.
Will I find it online?
No
Am I to know this ancestor?
Yes
Muscle testing found her…
32 generations of mothers back…
She lived in England long ago…
And she serves me now,
As one of my guardian angels,
Giving me whatever I ask for in this life.
Did I ask for pain?
Yes.
And you gave it to me?
Yes.
And now I ask for joy?
Yes.
And the joy is in the song?
Yes
Does it bring you joy to hear me sing it?
Yes
Then I shall sing,
And share the joy.
Yours… and mine…
in the singing…

“Across the pond,
Where the wind blows free
I met my love
And he met me.
I met my love
And he met me
Across the pond,
Where the wind blows free.”

This ancestor,
For whom I have released
Many a pain…
I am now blessed
To be able to receive and share her joy.

Dear Ancestors…
I love you.
I thank you.
You have lived your mortal life
And I am living mine.
I choose to be whole,
I choose for my body to be more
Strong, slender, sound, and full of light.
No more pain.
I have had enough pain.
I am blessed now with complete healing
in body, mind, spirit and soul.
If you lived in this world under a soul contract
Of struggle and pain,
Know that all you need to do
To release that is to
Turn
And Accept the Divine Light and Love
Of the Great Creator of All Things….

There is no need for you to give me
Your physical, mental, or emotional pains…
You need but Turn, and Look to the infinite
Love and Light above
Wherein your own salvation lies.

And should you wish to commune with me
I am open to receiving your joy…
Intuitively…
Through the veil of consciousness…
I am so excited
To feel and acknowledge
And share
Your joy…

“Across the pond,
Where the waters flow
I found my love
And joy I know…
I found my love
And joy I know…
Across the pond,
Where the waters flow.”

And so it is.
– Jo Lyn Cornelsen

Where the Wippoorwills Sing Claude_Monet_-_Weeping_Willow_(1918)

 

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