"From a simple and uncomplicated life in a small country Australian town, I was raised as the eldest of four siblings and the mother of two children, Meagan and Damian.
A strange and unbelievable twist of faith pushed me over my line of fear, to become‘The Voice’ for the Spirit Realm.
With the passing of my ‘other wing’, my love, I was plummeted into a life of ‘in between’ two worlds.
I am now a devoted channel, visionary and leader in my now chosen field. When I said ‘yes please, pick me’, I hope and pray that through what could only be described as a never ending nightmare, I can inspire all who read my remarkable true story…..Jen."

"What stands out most of all is Jen’s strength of mind, body and spirit. Her loyalty to her “one and only” and the Higher Power, is awe inspiring.
In Harmony is her work, her passion. Jen lives it and breathes it. As a Spiritual counsellor she offers emotional, physical and spiritual enrichment. Through her Natural Healing technique called Rainbow healing from the Heart, Self Awarness classes and workshops, Jenny empowers her clients to “go within”. By bringing back their own sense of achievement and knowing that ALL their answers lie within their own hearts.
Enjoy this story, it is Jen’s gift to you...

Christy Nearhos. (Publisher)."

"It was on this day that songs started to be sent to me, initially on my car radio. Later, the phone system at work. He would flash the red battery-light on my car's dash, if there was a song he wanted me to hear. The phone at work was a different matter all together. The message-button would buzz. NO sound had EVER came from this button! That was my sign to turn up the radio for his message of love. It was his way of communicating. We'd played this game when he was alive. That was our dress-rehearsal."

"I started to feel things on and around my body, especially the face. The feeling was like walking into a cobweb and having the sticky fibres cling over your face and hair. My ears became like antennas and acquired a kind of universal sensitivity. My nose started to react as if to sneeze, or if it were being tickled by a feather. At night I felt tingling sensations all over my body and I'd become hot or cold. This was so unlike anything I understood. I felt flashes of terror, cliff-falling moments of vertigo when I thought I'd gone too far, lost my purpose, forgotten who or where I was. What was going on? ......

Things that didn’t add up. Certain events leading to his death were, well . . .
bizarre! "

"The Boy still came to me at night. I could smell his cigarettes! I could feel his side of the bed go down when he lies on it. The cat is once again sleeping with me, but she keeps looking at something. It's been three weeks, yet a lifetime since his death. So much has happened!"

"I'd begun to lose faith in Western medicine. I noticed patients leaving the consulting-rooms with a handful of scripts, feeling they got what they paid for. Did the doctor ever investigate the underlying cause of the problem? Are they just putting Band-Aids on great festering wounds? Why not, eh, if it keep 'em coming back? I was frustrated with the system. My heart cried out for some kind of justice for patients. Someone to answer their calls for help.
The true cause of dis-ease is not just symptoms, it is the emotion attached to that symptom that is the underlying reason for us to be at dis-ease with out bodies. Why couldn’t anyone hear their cries for help?"

"The Boy came into my room. I saw the drapes moving.......
...... I knew our time was limited......He promised me we'd be together in our next life. It had been promised. – I woke up crying into my pillow.
I spent all night with him in between sleeps. He's still with me this morning, for how much longer I don't know. He came into my body."

" “You and your beloved friend had an initiation into the other side of our teachings. It takes all kinds and types to pass on the teachings of the universe. Don't scoff at different sects, they give you different perspectives on the Lord our God’s teachings and philosophies. Keep your mind clear and simple at all times....."

"Until the human mind worries about its own karma, instead of being so judgmental, peace will never reign. Humans must follow their own passion and experience their own inner bliss, until this is done, discontentment will fester into almighty boils. Apathy and resentment, loss of heart, mind, body and spirit, loss of direction, anger ,jealousy, greed, grief for the loss of our vital spark sets in and rots. These are all FEAR based emotions which dis-ease the temple within. We've lost sight of what really matters: love, compassion, empathy, joy, laughter, happiness, an open heart, body and soul."

"I'm sitting on the sand saying goodbye to my beach. It pours through my fingers like the hour-glass of time. The spotlight above lights up my body, aglow with the golden feeling that The Boy has found his way home.........
I now realise why so many siestas: like a lighthouse my energy was being directed into the impending cyclone. All I needed to do was be there and shine. Feelings and words escape me. Nothingness comes to mind, oblivion in the midst of beauty.
I hear the ebb and flow of the ocean; I breathe in the fragrant air; the same single dove still coos. I look down at my battle-scarred legs, still swollen from many falls. I see my skin, coloured like coffee stained silk. I couldn’t help but wonder why my life had to be so difficult up till now?
My fingernails are painted red and remind me of dripping blood, spilt from gripping on for grim death to my sanity. My dress of pink, purple, indigo and pale blue, are the colors needed to hold onto my faith and trust. My hair is curly and soft around my face, no longer cropped elfin short; a signature of the man of the house denying my womanhood. A new woman is emerging, The Goddess, The Empress. The new me is now at long last free to spread her wings, like a butterfly shedding its chrysalis. Not only does it shed its comfort-zone, it also sheds a drop of blood (or many drops of blood) .............

The sand carries the imprint of a multitude of footprints in all shapes and sizes. Footprints in the sand are reminders of a solitary journey, one washed clear by the next wave. Although the walk may've been shared, we walk with our own thoughts, guided by our own hearts. It's at these times we're most open to connection with a higher power, the divine hero within ourselves. A small spark of recognition may come in a split second. That's all it takes to make the connection. If we would only take one second from each day to re-ignite that spark, to find the God-Self, then I’m sure that the struggles and burdens, the fear and anger would drop away like a snake shedding skin. We have the power to unchain the shackles that bind us. Illusions and delusions -- based on false assumptions about the substantiality of our fleeting existences, lift like a fog to reveal a brand new day. We have a choice: to fill the chalice with bubbles or with poison, to be or not to be. The key is being offered. The key that opens the door to your own secret garden. Dare to be different! Dare to be unique! Dare to follow your dreams!"

"Some days I doubted my sanity and the true purpose of my existence. I even wondered if I worked with the devil himself, if I was from the darkness and not the light. Maybe the Trickster was me? I completely lost trust in my judgement, deciding I was unworthy to carry on my work. I must be a fake.
I dug deep and asked myself why my spiritual awakening had been one of such challenge, conflict and struggle? The answers were that I'd gained strength, purpose, courage and determination. I'd come to know my own power."

"Thank-you for coming on this incredible journey with me. If I had it in my power to grant you just one wish, it'd be to retrieve your dreams from under your pillow. Live them, breathe them and make them come alive, no matter what. You may find yourself in the shadow of the valley of death but don’t give up. Step over your line of fear, your illusions, and reality will be shown to you.......

One small pebble thrown into the sea makes infinite ripples. Pick up your pebble and throw it, then sit back and watch."

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