There are times when I get interminably and totally exhausted. I feel as if I am dragging myself through waist high mud, and getting nowhere at all. My brain feels fogged and my eyes are heavy. When this happens I know that one of these things is happening:
1. I am tired (obviously)
2. I am about to receive a download of information, wisdom or perhaps important knowledge that will prove useful in the future
3. My body is asking me to stop making demands so it can do some intensive repair work or
4. There is a message or visual that I need to hear or see.

More often than not, it is a combination of all these things...and sometimes I ignore it. If I carry on doing what I am doing for a further ten minutes, the feeling disappears, the 'moment' or 'opportunity' passes and I return to my original energy flow. I assume we all do this. We feel exhausted or overwhelmed, but instead of taking time out to put up our feet or just 'be', we keep on racing around the place trying to get things done.

It took me many years to discover that some of my best messages and visuals happened when this feeling of tiredness came. It took me even longer to say: 'Here it comes. Everything else can wait. I want to be present for this.' And this is what I now do. Within 15 - 30 minutes, I feel invigorated and, if I had been suffering from any aches and pains, they are often not as strong as they were prior to this 'tiredness'.

In a world where resting is not encouraged and production is, we sometimes need to remember that our body needs rest to maintain good health; our guides and angels need us to stop thinking for a little while, so they can infuse us with healing, messages and love; our body is an amazing self repairing mechanism that does its best work while we are on 'pause' and that some of that divine wisdom we are a part of needs to download into our consciousness for later use.

Lets remember to be more aware of why our body is asking us to press 'pause', and remember that we deserve a 'power recharge' every now and then.
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

I have been talking to a couple of people tonight about spirits, astral travel and crossing over. I am surprised at the amount of fear that was generated in the room about 'evil spirits' and hell

On a positive note, there was a consensus that ‘we have the gift of choice’ in our life journey while we are here on the earthly plane. However, I hasten to add that we also have the gift of life!

Coming to the earthly plane IS a gift – not everyone comes back when and if they want to. During our time here, we always have a gift of choice. We will have chosen specific lessons to learn within this lifetime, but we choose whether to do this functionally or dysfunctionally, living within our light or hiding within the shadow of who we are.

There are 7 levels of hell and 7 levels of hell: I personally don’t believe in heaven and hell. It is all about choice. We can make life here on the earthly plane as positive or as negative as we like – it is us that choose whether this life is hell or heaven on earth. I believe we go back to source when we pass, going back to the etheric, where all things are possible and we live in love and light.

Evil spirits goad us into behaving badly: I don’t like this idea at all. I feel it gives us an excuse, someone else to blame if we misbehave – and if this is true, where is our gift of choice that we first spoke about? I also struggle with the idea of ‘evil spirits’. Spirits are made up of energy, so whatever energy we project is what they absorb and reflect back. If we are in fear or another negative emotion, then it stands to reason that our energy is ‘spread around’ to other energetic forms. Have you ever walked into a room after there has been an argument and felt uncomfortable about the energy in there? Back to the point in question – we decide what we do, we have free choice, free mind…only we decide what to do, not some mysterious mini devil sitting on our shoulder.

Spirits will come and watch you in the bathroom/toilet: Now I found this amusing. If a person isn’t allowed to come in and watch you having a shower while they are alive, the chances are they won’t do it when they have passed over. What possible gratification would you get as a spirit, in seeing a naked body?

Most spirits are stuck: This is sooo not true. Most spirits have a choice. Some prefer to stay here for a variety of reasons, and that is their decision. We, as lightworkers should not feel obliged to help them cross over – after all, who are we to decide who should stay or go…its not about OUR choice, is it? Just for the record, when someone commits suicide doesn’t always get stuck either. The main thing that creates ‘stuck-ness’ for a spirit is a belief that they are not worthy, that they don’t deserve to go back ‘home’. The only person that judges us when we pass is US. It is not a jury, a judge or an all powerful and cranky entity. We decide whether we lived the life we chose and we know all the reasons why we and others acted as they did. It opens us up to see the many lessons we learnt or taught. However, if we feel we didn’t live true to our purpose, we can decide to stay…and that is when we light-workers can help them to ‘see the light’ and go home.

Spirits can go through your stuff: Why would they? Really, what have we got that they could possibly want to take? What would it achieve? When we are over on the etheric, we can have anything we want, because we merely have to visualise what we want, whether it’s a new outfit, hairdo, place we used to visit or food we enjoyed while we were on the physical plane.

Spirits are scared of wooden crosses and if you have one over your bed, they will stay away: We don’t need to scare spirits off to make them stay away. They have every right to be here - just like us. What we do need to do is to speak from our heart-space and ask them, with love, to leave.
Does someone screaming, yelling and swearing at you make you want to leave? Not me…I dig my toes in and stay just to irritate the person who is being rude to me! Why should a spirit be any different?!
 And really, what about a wooden cross is scary to anyone? Intent is everything. This person believed the cross would protect her and that’s exactly what happened. She could have put a glass of water beside her bed and said ‘This will protect me and keep them away’. Spirit hears, understands and listens and responds to our requests. It is as simple as that!

with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

I never felt that I fit in as a child. I always hoped to reach that beautiful space in my life as an adult where everyone would realise that I actually did. It never really happened. As a young child, other children teased me because I was 'different'. The things that they believed were important just didn't interest me. The teachers didn't like the way I asked questions, or corrected their spelling - apparently children aren't meant to want to seek more information, or know more than an adult.
I found it difficult to conform. I liked to do things in a way that suited me, and although we all ended up in the same place whether it was a project, assignment or just normal classwork, it simply wasn't allowed. My teachers liked to make me 'undo' what I had achieved on my own, so that I could work at the same pace as everyone else. I was made fun of by the adults who were meant to be guiding me, so it inevitably followed that the other children picked up on the vibe and began harassing me.
I was a good student, but that didn't count for much with my teachers. Being an A student didn't make up for the fact that they couldn't relate to me or force me to conform to the sheep mentality everyone else was happy to follow.
I buried myself in my school work and pretended I didn't care....but I did!
I felt I couldn't tell anyone, because who would believe a kid who says their teacher is bullying them, making them look foolish in front of other children and generally making their life a misery. Nothing I did was right or good enough. I hated school and I hated my life.
Every time I was called up to the front of the class, I would feel physically ill, the room would spin and I would  be so scared I would be engulfed in this horrible black energy that surrounded me.All that suppressing of emotion made me feel ill. I made excuses to stay home. I would put my fingers down my throat and make myself sick, so I wouldn't have to go in and face those horrible bullies, both in and out of the classroom.
I became withdrawn. I had no friends, but instead of telling my parents, I would pretend I was meeting them down at their place...and I would sit in the strawberry patch over the road until I felt enough time had gone by for me to say I had been sent home as they were going out.
This went on for years. I began to develop physical symptoms. I had headaches, my stomach ached and churned, and my hair even began to fall out. I felt depressed, even though I had no idea what that meant in those days. I can remember one day after school feeling very much alone and thinking I should just 'stop the pain' of my life....until I looked at all the things I would miss if I did that. I thought about my parents and grandparents, who all loved me. I wondered how they would feel if I wasn't here anymore. I cried as I realised how sad they would be, especially because they didn't know why I felt this way or what was making me so sad.
That was a turning point for me. I realised I didn't need to do this alone, that I could talk to someone and I could ask others for help. Just because I was a child didn't mean that no one would listen to me. That night I talked to my parents and explained what was happening at school and how alone I felt.
Sharing felt good...and it did good. Not only was I able to see that my parents believed in me, but also that they were prepared to fight for me. That night I learned that bullying only continues if no one knows about it.
And so it is with life. We all run into bullies of some kind, no matter what we do. We believe they have the power to make us feel small or insignificant, when really, they only have that power because we 'give' it to them. For some the power of being able to make others feel small is how they begin to feel strong and powerful. Bullies are a lot like balloons. If we refuse to give them that 'power', they lose all that hot air that resides within, that same hot air that feeds off our fear, and they deflate. The more we speak of bullying and bullies, the less they can comfortably exist. No matter what stage of life we are at, we need to say 'NO' to bullying and allow others to see what is happening, so changes can be made.
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

I'd like to tell you the story of two clients of mine, Pamela and Janine. They were roughly the same age and had similar life stories.
Both of these ladies were in their second marriage and had been in a relationship with their current husband for 15 plus years.
Both had had unhappy first marriages, but it appeared to be an incompatibility problem. Both of their ex husbands had also moved on and were in happy relationships.
When they came to me for their first visit, they both had much angst and anger directed to their respective exes, as well as a lot of pain attached to these past relationships.
It was strange to be seeing two women with exactly the same issue. Although they were happy in their current relationships, they resented the fact that their ex husbands were also happy. They had a lot of 'unfinished business' between them and it was affecting their health and their weight.
Over a period of six months, we talked about their expectations, their hopes, their dreams, their pain and how they could move on from the situation in a positive and uplifting manner.
I used reiki healing, sound fork therapy and crystal healing, as well as 'love yourself' boot camp, Numerology and Psychic insight.
Pamela was keen to create change in her life. She was tired of being angry. She wasn't happy with her weight, which had eventuated into Type 2 diabetes. She worked really hard at forgiving everyone involved, including herself. She did regular release rituals as well as abundance rituals (in fact I think she still does).
Janine was not so eager. She believed everything was everyone else's fault and there was no way she needed to release anything or forgive anyone, including herself. As far as she was concerned she was blameless and she wasn't going to let anyone get away with what they had done to her. They owed her!
After 6 months, they both decided they were ready to 'go it alone'. Surprisingly, I have heard from them both recently.
Pamela has lost weight, is happier and more at peace with herself, her past and her future. She has reversed her diabetes and life is great. Her current marriage has gone from strength to strength and they have even been in a social environment with her ex and his partner, which has resulted in a friendlier atmosphere around them.
Janine has doubled her weight, is still surly, awaiting apologies from everyone she ever knew, especially her ex husband. She is bloated, has blood pressure problems and tells me that I didn't 'heal her'. I explained that healing has to come from within, but she doesn't see it that way.
All too often we have traumatic, sad or aggravating events in our lives, but we choose what happens next. We can choose to heal, or we can choose to hold on to that pain.
When I look at Pamela and Janine, I know which path I want to choose. How about you?
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

The past two weeks, actually the last two months have been a build up to a past life healing for me. Around about two months ago, I had a slight tickly cough and felt an immense heaviness in my chest. I assumed this was mostly due to the way the holiday season brings my grief to the surface as I consider another Christmas or new year beginning with Butch....and in truth, some of it was. However, this became all consuming, I struggled to breathe, as it caught in my throat and forced me to cough to create air intake.
As you know, I believe that whatever we are feeling or emoting at any given time is relative to the symptoms and signals we are receiving from our bodies. I knew the lungs was where my grief and heartache were centred, my frustration at life and feeling constricted or bound by the life I had, instead of the one I had planned. The throat is where we speak our truth, are heard or release our grief, so at the time it made perfect sense....until about two weeks ago!
Karen was doing an acutonics treatment on my back (which is relative to not feeling supported by the Universe - just saying!) one day and this awesome healing chant came on her ipod.
I had a sense of many people in the room, and later we discussed various things that had happened during the treatment - the blockages I was experiencing, where and why; the extra pair of hands on my forehead; the music that totally resonated with me and how I hadn't coughed once during the treatment (and many others that I can't remember).
I asked Karen if I might borrow the CD with the healing chant on it, and I felt there was some kind of urgency attached to it. Of course she agreed - thats what good friends do! ☺
I took it back with me and as soon as I was in the door, I had it playing in my laptop. I became quite fixated with this hour long chanting, playing it over and over, wondering why I felt as if I should know the words, as I could certainly feel the emotion behind it. I even played it before I went to sleep, hoping my guides would give me some insight or advice. Nothing.
Two days later, I was having breakfast, with my feet dangling in my current house-sits pool, listening to the the chant. Water is a great conductor for emotion. Next thing I was given a visual of a group of people standing on a hill, chanting, while their assailants rode around them, killing them as they stood. I felt that these were a peaceful people and they had chosen not to war with them, instead singing in unison to prove that they would not be changed by those that were around them. I also had the impression it was in 1890, and happened around Christmas time, hence the extra emphasis on my grief this time.
(If you are wondering why I never noticed it in other Christmases, I believe it is because I wasn't ready for it or open to it until this year....and possibly I would have struggled to differentiate between the grief I already felt with Butch's passing)
I could see the chief/leader, and he was only wearing a single feather or headdress, which I felt was strange given that I would have thought he would have had the big regal one - but then, would that have been tantamount to a challenge in a very aggressive way - who knows? He was very tall, almost freakishly tall.
I sat there crying my heart out as I saw those I once loved fall around me...and then the vision stopped. I wanted more! I tried everything, but nope, apparently I wasn't ready for the rest of this story yet.
I kept listening to the healing chant continuously, feeling a sense of peace that I couldn't explain. However, my breathing and heaviness got worse. I had various excuses for it, cutting back on various types of foods, concentrating on my vege juice and immunity supplements. When I coughed I felt like I was turning inside out! I made my never fail cough mix to help prevent the coughing which had made my throat raw and sore. It eased the throat, but the cough just got worse.
Christmas night onwards, I felt like I was truly dying. I know that sounds dramatic, but the coughing was leaving me light-headed, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't talk, I couldn't sleep, and I felt like there was an elephant sitting on my chest, who only moved when I doubled up in pain.
Finally the 27th came and I could get a doctors appointment... As I spoke about my symptoms and the lead up (without explaining the spiritual side of it, of course) to that day, he smiled and nodded. I had asthma! I have never had asthma, so I found that quite interesting...and annoying.
All day I thought about what asthma meant to me. I had established the sore throat was merely an on going effect of the asthma - coughing to produce air obviously inflamed my throat.
Asthma tells me I don't want to be here, that I am done. I feel suffocated, angry, unable to vent my emotions, deeply depressed and grief devastated. I pulled faces at this thought, as it didn't quite fit how I believed I felt.
This morning, as I was pondering this and listening to the chant. I was given the final part of the vision. I was a young girl of around 10 or 12 when this massacre had happened. As my people were falling around me, my brother had thrown me on the ground to protect me, landing on top of me when he was killed. I was SO angry. I wanted my chance to die with pride and he had cheated me out of that! I fought against the dead weight of his body until I was so exhausted, I could move no more. Our 'enemies' left, not realising I was still alive.
I wasn't shown what happened after that, but I get a huge sense of displacement, intense anger, feeling cheated out of a glorious death, losing everyone I loved and forced to live a life I would never have chosen. I wanted to scream at my brother for what he did, but that would have disrespected his spirit and the love he had shown.
A couple of days ago I went on facebook to ask if anyone knew of a massacre that took place in 1890, without the group fighting back, and was told of the Massacre at Broken Knee (my knee just happened to be one of the blockages I had when Karen did the treatment - a hint perhaps?!). It took place on the 29th December!
Now I can't say unequivocally that this is where it took place, because my inner skeptic refuses to take anything at face value without heaps of  evidence. (and skepticism is healthy!) The chief was tall and although it doesn't appear he was wearing a single feather on that day, here is a picture I found. His name was
Miniconjou Chief Big Foot, meaning 'Touch the Clouds'.
Perhaps this needed to be healed before the actual date, or maybe there is more to the story, who knows?!
Today I feel peaceful, at peace and grateful for the ability to breathe once again.
...and it all started with a cough and a healing chant....
Who knows what past lives we carry within us that can be healed and accepted? We have all been here many times before, it makes sense we carry soulular and cellular memories. After all, can you remember something from Christmas Day that touched or upset you? Memories are powerful things.
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx
PS. As a by the by, I have established who my brother was in that lifetime, and now understand why every time I see him, I feel an irrational sense of betrayal, anger and sadness.
This also explains why I have taken to plaiting my hair a lot more and in a different way in the past two months. I have always loved all things from this culture, but have felt myself strongly drawn to clothing, etc that pertained to this lifetime in a way I couldn't explain before.... Interesting stuff, hey?

I'd like to share a story with you. The plant in the bottom left hand corner of this picture has a special significance to me. When Butch and I got married, it appeared in the background of all of our ceremony photos. After Butch passed away, I took this plant with me wherever I lived. Not all these homes had the same airy semi shade area as it was used to, but I needed it to be around me, so there it was.
It was an amazing plant. It didn't matter what happened to it, it still survived. As I walked past it, I would pat or stroke its leaves. I would thank it almost daily for being there whenever I returned home, as I am well known for my 'plant cemetery' full of good intentions and dusty plant pots of years gone by. I know it sounds strange, but there were even times when I would brush against it and I could feel a dampness and see droplets, as if it grieved alongside me.
I have recently moved and couldn't take it with me, but whenever I went to stay with my daughter and her family, I would be able to visit it, so it wasn't too bad.
One day my daughter rang me, most upset and worried. She told me that the plant had snapped off the day before and they hadn't known whether to tell me, because they knew how much it meant to me.
I reassured her that it was okay, that what is meant to be is meant to be. A week later I was visiting and noticed they had stuck the broken part of it into the pot as well. I didn't hold out much hope for either piece and said so.
Each time I visited I could see the top part had deteriorated more, the leaves were collapsing and dying. Yesterday, I decided that I needed to accept the inevitable, that this plant was beyond help.
As I went to empty it out of the pot, I noticed some new growth under the original stem. How exciting!
I looked at the other section of it and resolved to throw it away later. As I was preparing to do so, I mused that the plant was teaching me a lesson - that from old and broken parts of our life, there will always be new beginnings.
Imagine my surprise when I pulled the broken stalk out and found there was a whole new root system on the end of it!
The other part of my lesson is that although something may appear broken and will never be the same again, it can still be a part of my life, it will just be altered and different.
And thats how it is with life. We hold onto some things because of how they make us feel or the emotions they invoke. We want them to stay the same because thats how we remember them and need them to be. But nothing ever stays the same, change is an integral part of our lives. And sometimes things have to break to remind us that life is worth living, that there is more to look forward to and that change isn't all bad, it's just different!
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie. xx

The other day as I was driving I saw a sign outside a church, saying 'You must be Reborn'. As I drove by, I pondered about the bible and how we all have our own perspective on what is happening around us, what we say and what it means when we do.
I started thinking about when the bible was written and how the person who wrote it wasn't the person who did the talking. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not bible bashing, I am merely pointing out a truth of life.
We could have an event happen in a room full of people and not one person will tell the story the same, because we all have our own unique view of the world. The emotions and energy around us dictates what we have to say and why. It also decides how we interpret something, whether it is a thought, a word or an event.
I also struggle with the idea that I must be 'born again' to live the 'right kind of life' that makes me a good person.
Having had a large taste of religion as I grew up, I cannot believe in a God that is vengeful, angry and thinks I am bad. The God I believe in knows that I am always thinking of others, I am almost always kind, compassionate and caring, that I will put others before me sometimes, that I never intentionally do harm of any kind and that I am doing the best with what I have, what I know and the resources I have at my disposal in this lifetime. He understands that I don't believe I should go to church to be this good. He knows that 'his church' is everywhere - in nature, in others, in situations, wherever I am standing/sitting/be-ing, right here, right now.
...anyway, back to my car musings....
As I was considering the possibility that someone may have interpreted the words in a different way to which they were intended. I pondered on the fact that I have my own beliefs on the whole 'reborn' issue, and what could possibly have been an alternate definition....and then I had an Aha! moment!
We chose to come here on the physical plane. We chose to have a human existence, to learn various lessons, but most of us 'forgot' what we had come here to achieve, thanks to natal amnesia*.
We have various ways of 'remembering', whether it is snippets of deja vu, synchronistic meetings and signs, dreams, readings, the 11:11 shout out to the lightworker and many other variations on a theme. Even books and movies can help to jog our memory about what we need to look at in this lifetime, or what we need to remember from past lifetimes.
What if the message wasn't about being 'reborn? What if it was a wake up call? What if it was a reminder to remember? What if we are meant to awaken our senses, all of them? What if we are meant to rise from our earthly slumber of constantly 'do-ing', so we could awaken and begin 'be-ing'? What if we were meant to remember the strong and powerful person we all truly are?
Wouldn't that be amazing? And wouldn't it make a lot more sense than being reborn? When you think about it, wouldn't living be more about being totally us, immersing ourselves in the total experience of our existence, not just on a physical level, but also on a spiritual level, embracing all of who we are, knowing that we are magnificent?
We don't need to be reborn...but we do need to wake up, to 'awaken' and be who we are meant to be and be sure to love the person that is us, totally and unconditionally.
Quick! Stretch! Yawn! Be Awake!
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

*We each have a life plan that we created on the etheric plane. However, until more recent times, most of us 'forgot' as we came into the world. This is known as Natal Amnesia.
**If you would like to more about our Life Plans, or The Story of our Life, contact me to purchase my mini ebook 'Life Plans', or to ask about others in the series.**

I have a wonderful new part time job that ticks all my boxes. It has variety, challenge, people and appreciation. What more could I possibly ask for?
The other day I went in to see my boss, telling him that I had decided this job was way more awesome than I first thought.
He looked up and asked why.
I said 'Well, I have been working on the patient database all day and I have realised that each time I enter anything it asks me if I want to 'save patient' or 'cancel'.
He looked at me blankly for a moment, and I added, 'I can't wait to tell my family and friends that I 'save' at least 12 patients every day!'
Although I was having a laugh about the process, it reminded me that there are two things we should always consider every day. (There are actually way more than two, but for the purpose of this blog, we'll stick to two)
1. There is always something positive, uplifting and funny in every day and every activity. We just need to be on the look-out for it.
2. Everything is a matter of perspective. How we perceive ourselves and what we do is the single most important ingredient to who we are and how we travel in our life journey.
For me, when I head off each time to my awesome job, I know I am going to save a few patients each day.....
Are you seeing the blessings and positivity in your day?
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

You will need:
Candle of colour choice/fragrance
Pick a time when you wont be disturbed.
Turn off your mobile phone, etc
Play soft background music if you feel it will help you to 'connect'.
Sit quietly before you light the candle and imagine a beautiful bubble of protective energy around you and your candle -you choose the colour!
Ask your guides and angels for assistance and ask that only that which is for your highest good may enter your bubble.
You can place a photo of the person you are trying to connect with either under the candle or beside it.
*Intent is everything. If you dont have a photo, simply write their name on a piece of paper
Light your candle and just sit quietly while it gets into a 'state of rhythm'.  
When we first light a candle it either has a little time it needs to get going, or if it has been used before, it may need time to 'get past' the wax etc from last time to be burning in the 'now'.
When you are ready ask your loved one to 'come in'. You don't need to speak it out loud if you don't want to. If you would prefer to 'think talk' then simply state your intent that your loved one has access to your loving thoughts.
Be aware of the temperature of the room, how you feel and what you can sense during this time.
Wait a bit. If the candle begins to flicker differently, or you feel you have waited long enough, ask if your loved one is there. Ask for a tall flame to signify a 'Yes'. (Now as I am a skeptic a tall flame isn't enough for me. I tend to say 'a little bit higher please', unless of course it is a proper tall flame!)
Ask questions that require 'yes' and 'no' and take notice of the flame.
Sometimes, as I stare into the flame, I can see my spirit family, but everyone is different and what works for one, may not work for all.
Using a candle may not work as well as you would like the first time, but keep trying. Practise makes perfect, not just for you, but for your loved one in spirit as well.  I can remember being so disheartened when I first started using a candle flame and walking away in disgust. As I turned my back, the flame went really really high and separated the tip of the flame  with a 'poof'! The person I was  with suggested I had just been given not just a lesson in patience, but a bit of a telling off as well!
When you are finished thank your loved ones, your guides and angels for their assistance.
Don't just keep doing it when nothing happens out of stubbornness, when nothing is happening.  Spirit also have things to do or places to be and you may have caught them at a bad time. Try again later!
If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me.
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

Lets talk about our negative thoughts that we ponder every day. Ones that say we aren't good enough, that we don't deserve the good things in life, and many more besides.We all have a little voice in our head, sometimes this voice is our best friend, sometimes it can be uplifting and supportive, but a lot of the time, its just plain mean, nasty and despicable.
I remember the first time someone told me that the inner voice was my ego, I was shocked. How can that be, I asked? I always thought ego was about 'feeling good about yourself' or maybe thinking you were 'too good for everyone else', while at that stage, my one was more focused on tearing me down and ripping me apart. Well, apparently our egos swing both ways...
We need to remember that we give our ego the power it needs to be positive or negative. We choose whether it helps us to feel good about ourselves, no one else can do it for us.
Over time, not only does our negative voice 'rule our world', but it affects everything we do. It filters into our energetic field, making it difficult for us to see how amazing and magnificent we are. It prevents us from seeing how far we have travelled and how much we have overcome within our life. It keeps us in a place of 'limited-ness'. Eventually, this can begin to affect our health and we can experience symptoms like lower back pain, hearing/ear issues, stomach and chest issues. After all anything we direct our attention to, becomes a part of our energy and starts to attract more of the same incidents and people or find ways to prove that voice in our head right. ...and we choose that. We allow it to happen, by either not disputing it, or just allowing it to be the loudest voice in our lives (and head).
So, every time, that little negative voice says something about us, whenever it takes a 'swing' at us from a negative viewpoint, when we hear it say something that tears us down instead of building us up, we need to 'cancel that'.
For example, lets say I dropped something special and broke it. Instead of agreeing with the voice in my head telling me 'I'm stupid, I can't believe I was so careless', I need to say 'Cancel That!'
As I say that I am dismissing that negative thought from my headspace and from my energetic field.
I would then say something positive and uplifting about myself or the situation and if I couldn't do that, I could at least forgive myself for making a mistake, or for simply being human. 'It's okay to feel bad about dropping something. I am allowed to make mistakes. I have so many great qualities, this is only one little mistake.'
Generally, as I say 'Cancel That!', I click my fingers. I do this for two reasons, one to reinforce what I am saying and encourage my mind to be aware that I am creating change, but also, so that if I am out and won't have the opportunity to say 'Cancel That!', at least I can snap my fingers and know exactly what I am doing.
We should be building ourselves us, not tearing ourselves down. We are amazing and unique. We each have chosen to be here, right here, right now, doing whatever it is we are doing. That voice in our head is supposed to be our best friend, not our worst enemy. If that nasty voice was our best friend, we would have ditched it a long time ago.
It's time it either shaped up and did what it was meant to do, or it simply moved out!
Ask yourself, would I talk to my best friend like that? If the answer is no, then it's time to 'cancel' the voice in your head's subscription!
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

PS. Remember it took years for that voice to 'develop'. Don't give up when you find retraining it takes some time. Persistence pays off!

Today I was talking to someone about a decision they were struggling with. They were in love with someone, but that person was moving to another state and they weren't sure whether they should go along. This person did lots of logical analysis telling me all the reasons it wouldn't work and perhaps they should just stay put, and...see what developed....This is how our conversation went:
Me: So if you don't go, will you regret it?
Them: Well, yes. But what if it doesn't work out?
Me: What is the absolute worst thing that could happen?
Them: I could end up in a strange place with no friends.
Me: So have you made friends where you live now? What is the difference between making friends here or there?
Them: Hmm, well I have a family member I need to be around. I can't let them down.
Me: If that family member had a chance to do what you are doing, would they stay there for you, so they wouldn't let you down? ...just asking... I love asking the 'hard' questions!
Them: Well, I guess I needed someone to ask me probing questions, to help me get things in perspective.
Me: Life is full of opportunities. Some work. Some don't. There are no guarantees in life. So, ask yourself: 'In 20 years time, will I be living in regret or will I be happy with the choices I've made.' You are young. Even if you are stuck there for a year or four, it's only a small dent in your life span...and think of the wonderful experiences you can have there that you can't have right where you are now!
This was followed by a huge explanation of how the current plans this person had might not be compatible with the move, for a variety of reasons...and then they mentioned the 's' word....
Me: Are you trying to convince me or you?
Them: Me.... I'm 'scared' it might not work out. I need to stop thinking and let whatever happens happens.
Me: Yes, you are over-thinking, trying to be logical and rationalise and analyse. Just 'be'!
Them: And if it's meant to be, it will be!
Okay, so this wasn't quite what I had meant, so I decided to try my favourite ploy for helping people to recognise what they really want to do, but they are so busy focusing on what could go wrong, they can't 'hear' it.
Me: Okay, so think of the very worst thing that has ever happened to you. Where do you feel it? What does it feel like?
Them: My Heart? Like something's consuming it.. Like being breathless?
Me: Now think of the best thing. How does it feel and where?
Them: My heart and my tummy. Like everything is floating.
Me: Now think of the person you love. Which feeling do you get?
Them: The second one, because they are one of the best things that's happened to me!
I won't mention that I jokingly suggested meeting me was probably THE best thing in their life!
Me: Okay, so now think about moving.
Them: It scares me...instead of butterflies, it feels like rocks in my belly.
Me: Now think about staying right here.
Them: I don't know, I suppose I feel neutral...flat.
Me: Now think about not ever 'hooking up' with them again.
Them: Sad.
Me: Where?
Them: My heart.
Me: Now think about being with them/married.
Them: Butterflies and happiness..
Me: Where?
Them: My heart and my tummy again.
Me: So, can you see the pattern here? Your body will never lie to you. The bad and the good feelings are your true barometer. All else is fear. Fear isn't real. It's something we create so we don't have to leave our comfort zone.
Silence
Me: Gotcha!
This person came up with a viable solution that would enable them to test the waters and re-organise their life to incorporate this big change. As they told me their new 'plan', I couldn't help thinking: 'This person has gone from a place of fear and indecision to talking like someone without regrets! How awesome is that?!

How often do we feel the fear and believe doing nothing is what we really want to do? How often do we listen to the rocks in our stomach instead of the butterflies in our heart?
When we align with our emotions/true feelings, we are able to work out what we are creating with fear, and what is our true course.

Remember fear is what we create to avoid stepping out of our comfort zone...it isn't truth....it is our imagination taking flight. Lets bring it back down to earth, so we can realise our truth and our desired path.

with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

A couple of weeks ago I was looking after a sick grandie. As we were cuddling on the couch, Sesame Street was playing on the TV. I was singing along to one of those catchy songs, but after a while I stopped to listen to the words.....
You may or may not know this one, so I have added the link at the end, just in case you want to hear it again...or for the very first time.....
Anyway the words go like this: 'Sing, Sing a song. Sing it loud, sing it strong. Don't worry that it's not good enough for anyone else to hear, just sing, sing a song.'
I couldn't help thinking how apt this is. All too often we smother the secret sides of ourselves, our dreams, our fears,our triumphs, as well as our pain.
We can sometimes get so caught up in what other people will think or say about us, we keep our song to a 'low hum', or we don't even attempt to sing at all.
Sometimes we forget that it doesn't matter what anyone else's opinion is, because they aren't the focal point of our melody. They aren't even a part of the song, unless we choose to include them.
The 'song' is completely about the person who is singing along to the music...and the music...it can't be heard by everyone else....because it comes from within!
So lets remember to sing our song, loud and proud. Lets not reduce the volume to a whisper because someone else has an issue, an opinion, or believes they have the right to 'judge' our song.
Testing...two...two...two.... ♪♫♪♪♫♫♪♫♪ xx

I was talking to a businessman a couple of months ago, about nothing in particular. As we were chatting, I couldn't help noticing how huge and yellow his aura was. I wasn't sure how open he was to that subject, so I didn't say anything. An hour later we ran into each other again and chatted a bit more. After a nudge from my guides, I said to him 'Are you feeling a bit out of balance at the moment?' He looked at me a little surprised and replied that, yes, he was feeling as if things were a bit topsy turvy in his life and he didn't feel very settled...and then he asked me why I had asked.
I told him about his aura; that there was a yellow band extending about 60cm out from his body and it was vibrating as if it was out of kilter. I suggested he wear something purple or sleep with something purple beside his bed to help him 'find his balance'. I was surprised when he agreed to give it a try.
Today, while I was out shopping, I ran into him again. The first thing I noticed how settled and balanced and he appeared. His aura looked as it should and he couldn't wait to tell me that using purple had worked really well. He'd worn purple for a couple of days, used a purple pillowslip at night and even eaten purple food to help his body/aura connect in the way they should.
He asked if I remembered asking if he'd felt out of balance. Of course I did! He then told me he'd been facing a huge decision when we'd last spoken and he'd been struggling to make a decision, but after a couple of days doing his 'purple treatment', he'd been able to make the right choice.
As I walked away I thought to myself 'Of course he did, the yellow was signifying a lack of trust in his choices/inner wisdom, and the purple reconnected him with his innate wisdom and higher self/intuition!'
...have I mentioned I love what I do?!!
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

I know I have talked about this before, but I have an urge to 'chat' to you about it from a slightly different perspective.
I believe that before we come down to this earthly plane, we make a life plan, involving the people around us, what country we are born in, the bodies we are blessed with, the experiences we will have and the lessons we will learn to help us complete our life journey. Some of them were/are pleasant, some not so - and that is applicable for people, places and experiences/lessons written up in our plan.
All too often I hear people complain about their family, their parents who weren't that great, that life surely would have been better if they had only been born to a different family.
We chose our family, we chose our parents, our siblings, our grandparents. We chose them because they all had something to teach us, and in return, we had something to teach them. We may not have always liked the lesson, but we learnt it...well, most of the time....and if we didn't, we met someone else later on who provided the same lesson with a different slant to it.
We chose our names, we chose our birthdate, because we knew that the vibration we entered and lived in this world was important. We knew that we could 'tap into' some of our lessons and get some inside knowledge through astrology, palmistry and numerology. We knew there would be hints, signs along the way...some that would be subtle and comforting and others that were 'slap in the face' brutal and confronting.
We chose our bodies, we knew the lessons we would learn through the amazing physical form we had chosen. We knew part of our life plan was to learn to love ourselves unconditionally.
All the important people around us that are a part of our life, the good, the not so good and the downright nasty, we also chose...actually, we asked them to help us to learn specific lessons....and because they loved us, they agreed to come down to the physical plane with us. Such unconditional love! Some agreed to be our worst enemy, knowing we would not remember while we were down here that last lifetime we were best friends, lovers, siblings or family.
And anytime you feel there is no truth to what I'm saying, I want you to remember the image attached to this post. I received this earlier this year from a friend. This little girl (whose name has been changed for the purpose of this post) started this conversation out of the blue...without prompting, without knowing that what she said would be so incredible or validating...
The children coming through now remember so much more than the rest of us who came before. They are 'aware' and 'knowing', and there is less chance of them being 'squashed' by parents, family and society, as more of us embrace the knowledge that there is so much more to life than we could begin to comprehend.
Its important we honour their inner wisdom and sensitivity as well as nurturing our own. For they will help to bring about huge changes within our world....and we knew that before we came down to this earthly plane. We agreed to help!
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

Tonight lets talk about protecting ourselves from being depleted by 'things', events and people around us. All too often we can find we are completely exhausted after a day at work, even though we aren't busy or rushing. When someone leaves after visiting us for a short while, we can feel as if our energy has been sapped by them, the conversation or the energy they hold around them. If we are working continually around computers or electronic equipment, we can feel as if our eyes or head feel a little fuzzy around the edges. When we are in a large group of people, we can begin to feel extremely tired as well.
Sometimes its the energy from those around us, sometimes, its the things, sometimes its the situation, sometimes its the energy in the area we live, or even the world as international events bombard us from TV, internet and radio.
Its important we learn how to help ourselves, how to protect ourselves and how to ensure we retain our energy, rather than allowing others to siphon or 'steal' it from us.
Its not difficult, it doesn't take long and it doesn't have to cost a cent, and the benefits are feeling energised, happy and balanced.
1. In the morning, when you get out of bed, imagine you are stepping into a bubble of protection. Acknowledge it and go about your day. Remember to take it off at night, so you are conscious of being in your bubble. You don't have to continually think about it. It is just 'there'...you don't think about breathing or air all day, but it's there, right? If you do think about it, just smile and be grateful for the protection you are enveloped in.....
2. Imagine mirrors all around you, slightly tilted upward. Imagine that any negative energy coming toward you is reflected upward to the ethers, where it is cleansed, purified and returned all clean and positive.
3. Wearing crystals on your person (bra, pocket, handbag), especially onyx, tigers eye, tourmaline and smoky quartz is also a great way to protect your energy fields
4. If you are around computers or work in a negative environment, place a smoky quartz, rose quartz, fluorite or obsidian on your desk/behind the computer. They will absorb the negativity and raise the vibration of the environment.
5. If you have trouble remembering to do any of these and you have to go in the car each day, put a piece of paper/cardboard on your dashboard to remind you to surround yourself with white light. Each time you get in the car, you will see it and consciously 'switch on' the white light. Imagine flicking on the switch as you turn the key or do up your seat belt.
6. If you have time sit or stand and imagine a beautiful pillar of light coming down into your crown chakra. Imagine it filling you completely with the white light of love, flowing out through the soles of your feet and coming up and around you to create your bubble of white light.
7. If you forgot to protect yourself beforehand and you are feeling low on energy, drained or just plain exhausted, it is a good idea to cut the energy cords between you and work, the situation or the person/s involved. Stand up and bring your hands up quickly to clap just above your crown chakra. This is an awesome way to dispel negativity around you. If I have had a rough day, I do this before bed, so I am free of the trials and tribulations of my day.
8. If you feel that the energy around you is more of a psychic drain/attack than an energy seepage then wearing, carrying or sleeping with fluorite by your bed is a great way to dispel it.
9. If you are finding the energy in your home draining, place small bunches of rosemary with pink flowers around. This will raise the vibration and help dispel the negative energy. (this is also really great if you are wanting to sell your house)
10. Saved the easiest one for last....centre yourself by slow, steady breathing. Imagine yourself filling up with pure white light and exhaling any old or negative energy. See it filling you completely and extending out in a bubble around you.
Remember intent is everything. If you forget your crystals, then think to yourself 'My intent is that I have my crystal with me today'. If you forgot to 'protect' yourself, don't get stressed, just state your intent. 'I am protected by my bubble/a circle of mirrors. '
You will forget every now and then when you first start, but after a while, it will be as easy as kneeling on the ground to slip on your shoes and knowing that the bubble just slid over as you stood up!
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

While I was out yesterday, I was asked about my 'journey' to being a psychic medium (although, I have to say that at size 8-10, I am more of a small!). As I spoke about some of my experiences, one lady said to me 'Ahh, but that's because you were born with that power and those gifts.'
There is a perception, and may I emphasise that it 
is just a perception, that some of us are born with bigger and better gifts than everyone else. This just isn't true. We all have the power within us, we are all born incredibly multi-talented, but we choose which ones resonate best with us. We come into this world all-knowing, with all our gifts and talents from past lives as well. There are so many options for us, but it is all about choice.
Imagine that there is a huge energetic dome around each of us, and listed in a pale white colour, are all the talents we can draw upon in this lifetime. As we reach up and touch any, they glow a beautiful gold colour and are absorbed through the tips of our fingers and down into our present body.
However, if we don't believe we are a 'part' of this talent, if we aren't really interested in that talent, after we have absorbed it, it can fade away into the background. Later on, we may decide to call on it again and it will 're-ignite' for us.
Quite often when we follow one path and then head in another direction which leads us to a place where our original path would have led us, we can see that the talent or ability we chose was definitely for us, just maybe not at the time we first selected it.
We all have the power to heal, to sense spirit and to receive messages, just as we all have the power to sing, dance and draw. The only thing that prevents us is our mind!
I can even give you proof of this. I can't draw well, although I desperately want to. As a child I was belittled by a teacher, and even though I'm an adult now, there is still a doubt placed in my belief system from that experience. 
I was once asked to draw a baby on a paper plate, while holding it against my forehead. I joked that I could probably do quite well, because my thoughts and belief systems couldn't affect the outcome without seeing what I was doing. When I took the plate down and looked, I couldn't believe how much my picture looked like a baby. Even without seeing what I was doing, the arms and legs were attached, facial features were in proportion and I had even drawn a belly button in the right place! 
I was thinking earlier about how, as a 20-30 something, I tried my hand at many activities; sewing, knitting, painting, making dolls, embroidery, screen printing, writing articles, gardening, growing roses from cuttings, learning french, designing websites, making candles, catering, acting, producing a concert...well, hey, the list is probably too long to keep going, but I'm sure you get the idea. I would do all of these things, until I had mastered them and could do them perfectly, and then I moved on, usually never bothering to do it anymore. I know now that I was touching all those gifts within my energetic dome, to see if I really could use them all.
Back to my conversation from yesterday...We all choose which skills and talents we want to choose every moment of every day. It is up to us to believe we can - to actually reach out and touch our dome, to remind us that we have everything we need right at our fingertips.
A lot of what I tried in my 20-30s span are still a part of me and I reignite them when I need to....I had a client the other day who was pretending to speak french, and I blew him away by replying. We never forget what we learn, we just stash it away for later or when it's needed or necessary. Although I have a first aid certificate, if you asked me how to respond to a specific first aid emergency, the chances are I would fumble my answer, but when confronted with the actual event, my inner knowing would ignite and I would do what was necessary.
I'm sure there are parts of you that you recognise right now that you know would be the same, that you have allowed to 'sit' in the background. I also would wager that you can think of lots of gifts you have 'tapped into' and absorbed during your life, without even realising you were doing it.
You have everything you need within you and within your energetic orb. No person has more than the other, we are all given the same chances and the same gifts. If anyone seems to be more powerful, it is just because they believe in themselves, and what they can do. They don't have limits or boundaries.
The power is within you and its ALL about self belief and self confidence!
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

We all get signs in various ways and sometimes if we're aware of the synchronicity around each message, we can take notice of what we are being told or nudged to change within our lives.
As I've mentioned before, it isn't until after the third similar sign or message that I usually have an Aha! moment, (much to the irritation of my guides and angels, I'm sure!) 
So, the other week I noticed a pattern forming. The first sign I had was as I was walking through someone's lounge and Big Bang Theory was on. (I love this comedy). They were talking about psychics and how Sheldon couldn't believe he was dating a girl who believed in psychics.
The next day I overheard a conversation,while at work, about psychics and lets face it, it wasn't the most complimentary debate.
That night I was getting my hair done and, although the radio was on the whole tim,e it wasn't until they began pooh-poohing psychics that I took any notice.
That weekend I was talking to my good friend Karen about the synchronicity of these three, obviously connected, signs. I asked her what she thought it was all about, and if there was a message I might need to take notice of.
She thought for a few seconds and asked 'When you introduce yourself to people and they ask what you do, what do you reply?'
I smiled and said 'I work part time at a bank'
She said 'So, do you tell them what else you do?'

'Umm, well I might tell them I am a massage therapist, reiki practitioner, an author or teacher...'
'Do you say you're a psychic?' When I shook my head, she asked 'Why do you think that is? And why do you say you work at a bank when it's only part-time and everything else you do is part of who you are?' (you can always rely on Karen to cut to the chase)
'Ahh, well, umm, I....guess it's because there is less fear and less judgement...and less pressure'
Actually when I tell some people I'm a psychic, for some reason I can't fathom, they instantly believe I can read their minds. I watch as they struggle not to 'think' anything with this whole conversation going on in their head 'I mustn't think...I mustn't think..I wonder how long it will take before she stops looking into my head, oh crap, I did it, I just thought of something...now she knows what I thought...stop thinking...stop thinking...!'
The mischief side of me watches and desperately wants to say 'I bet I know what you're thinking...!'
Of course there's also those that say 'Well, what do you get from me? Who's around me? What does my guide look like? What does the future hold for me?'
Anyway, back to my original story...
I am who I am. Being psychic or a healer is all part of what makes me who I am, so why didn't I say 'Hi, I'm Cherie, I'm a psychic, an author and a healer, oh and I work part time at a bank...'
A part of me understands why I didn't, but another part doesn't. I need to change the way I view myself, or lets face it, the messages and signals will just get bigger and more obvious. Its time to 'own me' and honour who I truly am. Since then I have made a concerted effort to be true to my gifts, instead of only taking them out when it suits. It has been surprising to discover that, the majority have been extremely receptive and willing to talk (and think) about their own experiences that they too had kept hidden away.
So, my question to you is, what parts of you are you keeping hidden? What hidden parts of you need to be acknowledged and honoured? Is it time you celebrated all of who you are as well?
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

Late at night, after everyone had left, my Dad and us night angel cousins, would prepare and get comfortable in our sleeping areas on chairs, couches, mattresses. Sometimes I would doze on the mattress, often aware we weren’t alone in the room. There were times it was like being at a large party, as I would overhear snippets of conversation from our combined spirit family. I would look up from my mattress to see if it had been a part of a ‘physical’ conversation and would be rewarded with a blank stare or strange look from everyone else.
I was chatting with my cousins one morning about signs we receive when those we love in spirit visit. Poppa had died over 50 years ago, so we were trying to work out how we’d know if he was in the room. Later that night while I was in Grandma’s room and I heard something I hadn’t heard in a while.
I ran out to the kitchen with a huge grin on my face. ‘Whistling! Poppa used to whistle!’
‘What made you think of that after all these hours?’
I just smiled, knowing that I’d been given an awesome hint.
Grandma’s radio had always been temperamental (with a little help, I’m sure) and when I’d visited her last time, it had driven me crazy as it flicked on and off, the volume went up and down, or it just flat out refused to play some of my favourite CDs. Of course the gospel ones seemed to work no problem…
Most of the time we didn’t bother with it, there were plenty enough of us around the house, we didn’t need background music, until the music angels arrived, anyway. One day the radio started, then stopped. A couple of people tried to get it to work, and I laughingly said maybe it needed me to come over and give it a ‘rev up’.
I had almost reached it when it flicked itself on again. Hmmm...
As I mentioned earlier, my Grandma was deaf and had no hearing aids. I am a light speaker, even when I yell, so I didn’t bother trying to make myself heard. Instead I began talking to Grandma telepathically. At first I wasn’t even aware I was doing it, it just felt normal. It wasn’t until I was telling her something that she clearly disagreed with, and she was shaking her head at me, that I knew she could hear me.
Gradually people had to go back to their homes and our numbers thinned. It was sad to see everyone go, and sad for them to know they were leaving Grandma too. 
The music still played every night and those wonderful food angels kept us well fed.
One day, there were just two of us there with Grandma, my cousin Gae and I. Gae told me a wonderful story about how everyone in their family had the opportunity to say goodbye to her Mum by telephone, even though they couldn’t be there personally. 
I loved the idea and, as we were there alone, the timing was perfect. I sent texts to my Mum, and children, asking them if they wanted to ring and say goodbye to Grandma. I cannot explain the emotion of that time, as they each rang and said their final farewell. Gae and I sobbing as Grandma acknowledged them by making a noise or flickering her eyelids. It was beautiful and heartwarming to know that although they were so far away, they had had the opportunity to do so. There are times when technology is our best friend.
It felt as if something or someone was preventing Grandma from leaving us behind. I have to admit there was a lot of healing taking place, old rifts were patched up, disagreements forgotten and all of us remembering to be grateful for the love Grandma had instilled in us. Still, it felt as if something wasn’t quite ‘finished’ yet.
We began talking to our respective fathers, making sure they had told their Mum that it was okay for her to leave. Some found it harder than others, but they all did it.
As her health deteriorated, there were some who couldn’t bear to see her and we made sure to let them know that they didn’t need to, that she knew they loved her and that was all that mattered. There is no right or wrong when it comes to someone you love passing. It’s about being true to you and not forcing yourself to do something you aren’t comfortable with. All too often people do whats expected and regret that they didn’t just follow their own wants or needs.
Three days before Grandma’s passing, I had a nudge, an urge to take her flying. I’d never done it before, I didn’t even know if I could, but I felt I really needed to try…and it needed to be today. I explained to the other ‘day angels’ what I wanted to do and we pushed a bed up against hers. I lay the opposite way, holding her hand in mine.
Almost before I had a chance to close my eyes, we were off flying. Grandma wasn’t so sure it was a good idea, and let out a groan as we went up. I kept saying ‘It’s okay Grandma, I’m just showing you around. We can go back anytime you like. I just want you to see what’s waiting for you.’
She was okay for a while, and then she pulled my arm, saying ‘Kar go!’ (Norfolk for ‘Can’t go!’)
I told her it was fine, there was nothing to be scared of, she didn’t have to go if she didn’t want to and she could come back anytime she liked. She grabbed my hand and pulled me back down on the bed. We tried again, with the same result. As keen as she was to explore, I knew there was something holding her back and there was no point in pushing her.
Later that night, I was chatting with someone, with the same religious beliefs as Grandma, on the other side of the bed. Now usually I avoid any kind of religious discussion. I believe everyone is entitled to their opinion and beliefs, I don’t want to convince them otherwise and I certainly don’t want them to try to tell me what’s what either!
Needless to say, I was shocked when the words came out of my mouth: ‘Do you believe in the afterlife?’
‘No, there's nothing!’
‘So you don’t believe that our spirit family come back to take us home?’
‘No, there is nothing. We are buried and after a thousand years, God calls us from our graves to take us home. What do you believe?’
‘I believe that our spirit family returns to take us back to Source/God’
‘Ah, so you are a Creationist? We are not of God, we are created from the breath of God’
‘Really? I think if you read your bible, you will see that we are made of God and in his own image.’
‘I believe that none shall pass into heaven, unless they accept God.’
‘Ahh, so that means you can be a paedophile, a murderer or such like and as long as you repent before you die, you can still go to heaven?’
‘Well, yes, as long as you have accepted there is only one God. Do you believe in hell?’
‘I don’t believe you have to be a church goer to be a good person. I also believe that hell is what you make it. It can be here on earth if that is what you believe.’
‘So how do you feel about evil?’
‘I believe there is balance in all things. There is no good without bad, no positive without a negative.’
‘How do you work that out?’
‘There has to be good and bad, to create balance. We try so hard to hide our shadow side, but it is in accepting all of ourself, we are able to achieve balance. You can call me a bitch, as if that’s a bad thing, but when I need to stick up for myself, it is important that I tap into my ‘inner bitch’ that rests in my shadow side.’
‘Well what do you think happens when you die?’
‘I believe that dying it is like taking off a suit. Our spirit returns to Source/God and the physical body or suit is discarded.’
‘So why do you think we are here?’
‘We choose various life lessons to learn on this earthly plane. For example, supposing we choose to be born into a life with no money, become rich and then lose it all, but reconcile to the fact that money wasn’t what made us happy in the first place. We go back to God and he says ‘Well done! You did a great job!’’
‘And what if we didn’t achieve all that?’
‘Then he still says ‘Well done! You did a great job!’’
‘So, what is your take on the Godhead?’
About now, I’m thinking I have bitten off more than I can chew, but I can see Grandma is listening intently to everything that is being said.
‘Hmm, you better explain what that is and I will give you my opinion, if I can.’
‘Well, there’s God, the father, Jesus, who came down here to show us the error of our ways and then there’s the Holy Spirit.’
‘Ahh! So what you’re saying is that there is God, the Creator, the Source. Then there’s Jesus, who lived a physical life here on earth and then there’s the Holy Spirit, which is our soul or life force that goes back to God, the Creator.’
There was silence for a moment, as he thought about what I had said. I changed the subject and left the room a little while later. Not one person had wandered into the room during our half hour discussion, so I knew there was a reason it had happened.
Later, I overheard him talking to one of my cousins, saying ‘It’s amazing what you learn that’s not in the manual.’
Dare I mention I was doing a victory dance in the hallway about then? I now knew why Grandma felt it hard to believe there were spirit family in the room or that we could fly. Within her belief system, she probably thought she was hallucinating.
I couldn’t have had a conversation like that in my younger days. It is only now I realise how important it is to respect others beliefs and not try to sway them, but perhaps to ‘create a question’, so they can look at things from a different perspective.
Okay, that’s enough for now for part 2. I’ll finish Grandma’s journey in the next part.
With love, respect and integrity
Love Cherie xx

I don't know whether you've noticed the change in energy around us.  When it first happened, in early December, it felt like a dark energetic cloud had enveloped all of us. People became excessively emotional and I remember saying to a few people, that... nergy changed and it felt as if there was a dark energetic cloud that enveloped all of us. I remember saying to a few people, that it would take until the 16th of January for it to dissipate.
I was reminded of that the other day and yes, I can feel the changes, and I'm sure plenty of you can too. Have you been having vivid dreams, strange experiences, synchronicity, voices singing or calling out your name, just to name a few? Well here is my belief about what is happening, and I must emphasise it is my belief. You don't have to agree with it or even read about it, because that is your choice and your belief that you must follow.
The veil between the worlds is thinner than it has been in a long time, so those on the other side, whether they are angels, guides or our spirit family are better able to assist us. Where once they had to lower their vibration dramatically to get through the veil, they can now 'walk through' a lot easier. They are able to ensure we have more synchronicity and signs within our lives as they help us to remember what we are here for, what we chose as our life plan this lifetime.
This can be a bit frightening if you get a visit from the other side and you aren't sure why or how to react.
When we wrote our life plan, we created some 'clues' or' signs' to remind us of our mission here on earth. We asked our guides to remind us, for events to help us realise we weren't alone and that we can be master manifestors, if we so choose. It started off as something simple like the number 11, which is why many of us see 11 within our day to day life. This was the call to the lightworker, it was a reminder that we agreed to be a part of this shift in consciousness, from this way of being. We signed our name on the dotted line and we asked for a wake up call.
Butterflies and feathers were other symbols, designed to remind us it was time to change, to transform into who we truly are, to be the best us we can possibly be.
Children born since 2000 were born knowing, even more so than any other generation. When we are born, we forget our 'life plan' thanks to natal amnesia, but sometimes we can get a sense of deja vu when a memory hasn't been totally erased. For many of us, we didn't just forget...as we developed and talked about imaginary friends or magic, we found out that not everyone could see or hear what we could, so we learned to keep quiet and to hide that side of us.
Around 18-36 months of age, the children of today experience unexplainable crying, which can throw their parents into a panic. As these children become more conscious of the physical and energetic world they are born into, they can become fearful of the huge job there is ahead of them. It's important for us as parents and grandparents to remind them they are not alone that we are all here to help.
There is going to be change, huge change within our world. It won't happen overnight, it will be a gradual process, but it will be faster than what we have experienced to date. Those on the other side are impatient for us to wake up, to become more heart centred and to see things from a different perspective.
In the last six months, more spirit family and guides have appeared in readings, to get their message across, to help us transition smoothly into where we are inevitably going. Their point is that once we know what they have to say, we cannot possibly ignore the signs they are giving us.
Don't feel you aren't ready yet, or that you aren't up to the challenge of change. Remember you chose to be here. You chose to be a part of the shift. ...and you chose to be reminded in many ways...including this blog!
(just as I chose to be reminded by writing it)
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx
PS. I tried to post this up earlier and everything froze....I was given a gentle nudge that I wasn't quite finished...
'As with all things dear ones, you have freedom of choice, you have the right to refuse to step into your lightworker role. Although you may have agreed on the etheric plane to fulfill your destiny and purpose, you were, at that time living in a place of love and light. You had no idea how heavy you would feel on the physical plane or how difficult it would be to instigate change. You never knew that you would be surrounded by a form of energy that would encourage you to forget how magnificent and limitless you are. Although there is a shift in energy, you are not required to participate unwillingly - you have the right to choose your own path without judgement or censure.'

I don't know whether you know this, but I am not one of those psychics that believe totally in all things spiritual. I am a huge skeptic, always preferring to see with my own eyes what other people tell me is truth. As much as I know I have a gift that I share willingly, there is also a part of me that tests my boundaries and encourages me to question everything.
So, when someone suggested I have some angels come and 'visit' me for five days and five nights, my skeptic radar was going off the Richter scale.
I was actually feeling a bit low when it was suggested to me. It was almost Christmas and it's around that time a lot of grief bubbles to the surface and I can sometimes struggle to stay 'connected with my present moments'.
When I received the message from a friend through Facebook, I thought to myself 'Scam!' and ignored it completely. A couple of days later, I was answering another friend's message and the angel message caught my attention.
After a few moments deliberating, I decided to answer the message. After all, I reasoned, it couldn't possibly do me any damage, and who knows, it might help me with my runaway emotions. There was every chance my friend had already found someone else, especially as I hadn't even replied.
Fortunately for me, she hadn't rushed off and found someone else, so I was going to get visitors on the 20th of December 2012!
I followed all the instructions, found another three people to send them on to after my 5 days and nights were up, organised a plant, candle and my wishes. I created my 'sacred space' and was more than ready when the big night arrived.
I have to tell you, that although I had done all the preparation, there was still that part of me that said this was going to be a huge waste of time and money. (the candle cost me $2.10 on special!) I had no expectations at all, I was quite prepared for nothing at all to happen.
The night they arrived, I opened the door to welcome thin, as per my instructions, and to my surprise, I sensed the presence of five angels, but shrugged it off, putting it down to tiredness. I'd stayed up, waiting for them to arrive, and was ready to go to bed. It seemed a bit rude to just say 'Hi, good night', so I sat there in the lounge, thinking about what I wanted the next five days to bring. High on my list was a sense of peace and resolve about my life. After a bit, I decided I was just being silly and I went to bed.
I hadn't slept a full night in about three months, not because I was stressed or sad, I just wasn't sleeping. That night I slept the best I had in such a long time. I felt energetic, relaxed and ready to face the day when I awoke. 
As I went about my day I felt 'different'. I couldn't explain what it was or why. It was just this sense of being safe and peaceful. I was different around others and they noticed and commented on it as well. There were other small signs that there really were angels around me, but if I wrote about them all, we'd be here for a very long time. 
Each night, I felt a sense of healing around me. I had severely damaged my foot about three weeks prior and was still hobbling around in a restrictive bandage, when the angels had come to visit. The emotional source of my injured foot was about feeling constrained or restricted with what I needed to do next. I'd been struggling for some time with a few issues, problems and directions I wanted to travel in, with no real idea of how I would achieve them. 
On the last morning I woke, with a sense of 'intent'. It was as if everything was clear in my mind. I knew exactly what it was I wanted to do and how it would unfold. My foot no longer hurt and I knew I was ready to step up and into the next part of my journey. As I walked to work that morning, I realised that the last five days had left me feeling 'peace, love and harmony'. I knew I'd received healing on my heart space and I could physically feel the difference. My aura had become brighter and I could feel and see it's resonance. 
It was sad to say goodbye to my angels. My place felt quite empty without them, and the temperature was a little cooler in my place, after I escorted them to the door.
I am forever grateful to the angels who visited me, in spite of my skepticism and also to my friend who was patient enough to wait for me to realise a visit was just what I needed.
It was an awesome experience and I have to say that it is less than a month later and two of my wishes are already well on their way to being granted. 
with love, respect and integrity
Cherie xx

Sometimes the strangest things push our buttons. It can be the way someone looks at us, the way they act or speak to us. It can be the way the world looks today, it can be the way it feels and it can just be how we feel.
Quite often I tell my clients they need to write the 'Because..' letter. When something makes us angry or fearful, we can use this as a strategy for finding out why we feel this way.
So, if you are feeling cranky with the world or a specific someone and you can't really explain why, maybe this is a good thing for you to try too.
Start your letter with a sentence that says how you feel right now. For example,' I'm angry at Simon'. At the end put 'because'. Start a new line and follow on from that first sentence. Add 'because' again. Keep doing this until you run out of things to write...don't finish too soon, allow whatever thought pops into your head to be written down. Don't overthink it. 
You will know when you're done...but don't stop because you subconsciously don't want to know the answer.
I love doing this because you just never know where it might end up. For example, it could turn out that you are angry with Simon because he took the last piece of cake and somewhere along the way you remembered that your younger brother always did that and your Mum always let him 'get away with it'. 
Sometimes the things that bother us the most that we can't explain have roots deep in our childhood. Once we have worked out what they are, we can heal that part of us and move on.
Alternatively, you can do it for something that's good in your life. It may turn out that the reason why you like red roses is because your Great Aunt Freda, who used to give you chocolate cake wore a fragrance called red rose...or she had an apron with a red rose on it. There's nothing like a pleasant memory we can call upon whenever we see red
It's an interesting way to look at things, isn't it? As we unravel those reasons, we also heal some of those outdated belief systems from when we were children and adults told us life was black and white while we were exploring the greys!