The Haze Has Lifted

Laura is counting down the familiar numbers.  As instructed, I let out a huge exhale and feel this huge stress released from my tightly wound up body.  Today is the second time I have been under hypnosis under the loving care of Laura who I deeply trust with my... sanity?  Unlike the first time, my eyeballs start rolling like mad underneath my eyelids.  The room was spinning and I almost feel like I am going to vomit because my eyeballs just wouldn't stop rolling.  I wonder if they are going to roll out of my sockets?  As usual my running monologue gives me a chuckle (inside my head).  I even contemplated putting my hands on top of my eye lids as a way to stop the rolling. 


Oh my God, this is retarded.  If my eyeballs don't stop moving I'm going to puke from motion sickness even before I start.  In the back ground, Laura's soothing voice guides me to a deeper level of rest.  Instantly, the eye rolling stops.  My Spirit grants Laura's permission to explore my unconscious level.  I slowly descend done a spiralling staircase and off in the distance I see a grotto.  Laura slows down my descent by getting me to appreciate the texture of the rail and the treads on the staircase.  I look down and notice the marble.  Oooohh, I love Bianco Carrara!  That marble is going to look so hot on the Nygard's countertops once I get rid of that hideous black granite with nasty purple flecking.  In the near distant, Laura voice reminds me to let go of my physical world.  Damn it Huong, we are not renovating the grotto so stop analyzing it.  Slow down the brain waves.  Focus!  I softly walk down into my sacred pool.  I am enveloped in peace.  Wow this sure beats hiding out in the bathroom from the kids.  I can see now why so many people take up yoga and meditating.  Personally I have not been able to meditate and slow my brain down myself.  Even when I'm sleeping my brain is on fire.  The only time this has happened is when Laura has induced me into hypnosis so this inner peace is the STRANGEST feeling... EVER.  So this is what's it's like to get high...


I suddenly notice that I am no longer the physical person I normally see in the mirror.  In fact, I am white woman with extremely long wavy blond hair and I'm wearing a floosy sheer dress.  WTH?  Am I a fairy?  No, I don't see any wings.  Strange.  Laura instructs me to dangle my feet into the scared pond and feel the crisp cool water against my bare skin.  I reluctantly poke my big toe into the pond and then quickly pull back.  I notice the skin on my toe has Asian pigmentation even though when I look into the pond I a reflection of a white women with long blond hair smiles back.  Hahahahaha... I am a halfie!  Again I giggle at my cleverness (in my head).  Confident that I am my deepest level of rest and really deep into my unconscious, Laura starts the heavy work of discovering my Spirit.  Softly she encourages me to go towards an orb of light.  I blurt out, "I don't see any lights!"  Laura asks the Guides and Angels that are with me to surround me on my journey today and safely assist me on my way.  On cue, a little fleck the size of a Twoonie floats mid air.  Wow, she's good... I start following the floating orb out of my grotto and into a thick, smoky, cloud of... purple?


Laura asks what I see.  I yell, "I can't see anything!  I think I am in a haze, or smog, or smoke."  She asks if I am in the Light.  Ummmm... most defintely not.  I mean don't get me wrong.  The smoke isn't suffocating at all.  In fact, it feels like the warm embrace of say... cotton candy.  I am not threatened by it, I just can't see shit.  Laura once again asks the Guides to show themselves.  The same orb that popped up in the grotto jumps into view and I quickly chase it out into... white fluffy clouds.


She asks me to hold a mirror up and describe what I see.  I was a little shock to see a white guy, with long straggly brown hair.  Yeesh, if this is me, I look like an unkept homeless man that hasn't shaved in decades apparently.  Laura asks what I am doing.  I blurt out, "I am sitting on a cloud and looking at the World."  What the hell?  Who says shit like this?  "Why are you looking at the world?" Laura prods.  "Because I am watching it."  Laura asks if I am alone or with someone.  I turn to my left and a very cute, chubby white boy with the most adorable blonde ringlets and rosy cheeks smiles back at me.  I describe to her my sidekick.  She tries to get more information as to why I was looking at the world but all she got was that it was our job to keep it safe and loved.  I don't think I am actually these guys.  OMG!  I think my Guides just revealed themselves.  What?  Why do my Guides look like a homeless version of Jesus and a photoshopped verison of Cupid?


Laura takes this opportunity to ask THE question, "Spirit, what is Huong's purpose here in this lifetime?"  I easily blurt out, "To help other people on their journey.  I am a teacher here."  Well that explains why I think there are so many morons on this Earth.  She then proceeds, "What is she suppose to be teaching?"  Effortlessly the words escape my lips, "I need to acknowledge and accept my gift.  I just KNOW things.  I need to teach people the things that are KNOWN to me."  What kind of shit super hero power is that?  Oooooohhh watch out dark evil nemesis or I may unleash my power of KNOWING onto you!  Why didn't I say something like I have the gift of harnessing the sun's energy and converting it into lazer beams that shoot from my fingers.


Laura then decides to explore my past lives and asks me to move to a time of significance.  I am transported to the West Coast.  I am sitting amongst a healing circle of Native women, enjoying the heat from the fire, feeling the heavy mist from clouds that are brimming with rain and inhaling the fresh scent of the giant cedars that are towering watchfully over us.  I am an Native teacher in the circle and I'm teaching them the healing properties of plants.  I am explaining the Circle of Life and empowering everyone to remember to respect the Earth and all that she has given to us.  Laura asks if I am a Medicine Woman or a Healer.  I yell at her, "NO!  I am just a teacher!"  Whoa... that was awfully rude.  I can't believe I just yelled out at full force.  Clearly, Spirit has a sore spot with being called a Healer.


Laura motions me to my time of death.  I am surrounded by my tribe.  I am passing away from old age and have lived a good long life but I am really sad.  The tears start freely and unbashingly rolling down my cheeks and I can feel my sinus getting all clogged up with mucus.  What?  I am crying again?  Gawd I hate crying.  Everytime I see someone cry I just want to slap them.  Laura asks why I am crying.  I tell her because I have not finished what I was suppose to do in this lifetime.  She starts the healing process and lets Spirit know that I need to let go of that burden and obligation.  That obligation is not to be carried out into this lifetime and needs to just pass.  I breathe a really heavy sigh and start gasping a bit for air.  Laura see's me struggling and starts counting me out of my trance.


"Three - two - one," and with a snap of her finger my eyes fly open and I adjust my vision to her cozy surroundings.  I am speechless.  I just stare at Laura's warm eyes and unarming smile reminds me I am safe in her care.  The session was intense and surreal.   Before our session, Laura pulled a card from her deck.  She explains that the card she pulled gave her absolute shivers because during the session I declared I was in a purple fog.  I did not know this but apparently the color purple has strong symbolism with intuition and the psychic chakra.

http://www.empower-yourself-with-color-psychology.com/color-purple.html: PURPLE:
Located in the center of the brow, it affects the eyes, the nose, and the intuitive self. When this area is highlighted, you will be focusing on self-respect, tolerance, perseverance, and communicating with your higher self. Your intuition is active, and dreams and visions that occur will provide important input. Your spiritual focus involves faith, turning knowledge into wisdom, and finding your life purpose. To keep this center healthy, it is imperative that you find quiet times (meditation) and seek spiritual guidance when necessary. Your body needs less food and plenty of fresh air. Inhaling purple and exhaling yellow will enhance your intuitive mind.

I have to say since this second session with Laura, I have noticed a shift in how I perceive the world.  That heaviness I had felt back in 2010 appears to have lifted and the pastures on my side are definitely greener.  I have my quirky bounce back in my steps, the flowers are blooming vividly and what once seemed negative I find hilariously entertaining.  Laura has helped me acknowledge what I always knew but the difference now is I JUST KNOW.

That's right folks, I was that annoying kid in the front of the class that raised her hand and knew all the shit.  I was the manager that confidently spoke the truth regardless if it was a popular opinion or not.  I am the friend that kindly would tell you what you don't want to hear even though your Spirit knows otherwise.  Today I am telling you that all the things you can't see with your eyes do exist.  Look with your heart, you'll see them.

When I finished my discussion with Laura that day a cluster of white butterflies came dancing out from the wooded area and across the window.  A poetic sign that reinforced the card that Laura pulled:

Miss Jessy

I visited my girlfriend's blog today.  For almost 4 years she has donned an armour of positivity and surrounded herself with Light Workers as she battles the emotionally dark and draining war of Cancer.  Audrey reminds me today that we need to perceive our life as a gift and live each day immersed in the awesomeness of LOVE.  Yes, it's totally cliche but stripped naked and down to the nitty gritty of things, it's absolutely the TRUTH. 

I have horseshoes up my J-Lo curvalicious ass.  I have been surrounded by love throughout my entire childhood and easily found love in junior high.  I guess if you study the Law of Attraction, this really isn't a surprise as you receive what you put out into this Universe.  So today I will be introducing to the Cyber world my dear friend Jessica.  The Karmic chain reaction is you will fall in love with her as I have and then spend a couple minutes cross-referencing your data bank of eligible, single men to see if you are the gate keeper to perhaps another Happily Ever After.  Remember... don't just observe the world unfold... help create the energy that makes your world rotate.

I was the new student in the school... yet again.  My parents were renters and we moved almost every year from Grade 3 until Grade 7 so I had to quickly grasp the art of making new friends or forever have the horrifying stigma as the "one" that would be picked for not fitting in.  It became a familiar routine.  The first day of every new classroom the teacher would do roll call and totally butcher the pronounciation of my non-White name thereby creating more awareness to my all ready awkward situation.  There would the usual sea of snickers and I would annoyingly stand up and practically yell: It's pronounced "Hung" as in "I hung up the phone" and then I would dramatically glare down the rest of the class.  By now the whispering has subsided because the assertiveness in my voice clearly sends a "I will kick your ass if you even think about making fun of me" signal to the brighter ones.  This survival technique has boded me well even into my later years.

It was Grade 7 at James Whiteside Elementary and my teacher was Mrs. Ticinovic (who by the way has been always one of my favorite ones).  At recess, a quiet brown girl with the longest single braid I have ever seen shyly approaches me and asks me what school I went to before.  Jessica had a big smile and we easily became good friends.  Our bond was our traditional families.  Being Asian, I wasn't allowed the usual permissions of sleeping over or spending great amounts of time loitering at 7-11 or the mall.  Topics such as boys, dying your hair, wearing the big brand names were not subjects that our parents approved of.  There were moments where we both wished we could act like the rest of the hormone walking teenagers but for the most part we enjoyed our extended childhood.  Jessica comes from a family of four siblings and like myself, is the oldest of the brood.  We had the immense pressure of walking the fine line of a blended cultural gap and trying to be the role model to our younger siblings. 

Sometime in junior high I gave up on pleasing my parents and said "Fuck this shit" (I now recognize this behavior as a teenage rite of passage and dread the day my kids do this to me).  I dyed my hair, started secretly dating, climbed out of my window in the middle of the night to go neck with Chris and left my sweet friend behind in my blazing trail.  After graduating high school, I guess the same light bulb went off in Jessica's head.  She too chopped of her long beautiful braid, dyed it crazy blonde, jumped on a cruise ship to work in their Kids Programs and partied hard for several years while seeing the world. 

We met up again in the Facebook world and started a new chapter of our friendship as parents.  Jessica's proudest achievement is her absolutely incredible daughter Jada.  Like her mom, she has a light in her eyes that can brighten up the darkest days.  The first time I met Jada, she bounced towards me with unbridled energy and gave me the biggest smile and the hardest high five.  If you stalked Jessica's Facebook profile you will notice that her entire world rotates around her beautiful Jada.  They constantly do geeky mother daughter things like get pedicures, eat ice cream, wear matching sandals and plan coordinating DIY Halloween costumes.

Jessica also goes by Miss Jessy.  She is a preschool teacher and luckily for this world she falls into the AMAZING breed.  You know, the kind that your children will always remember to their death bed (along with the Pi=3.14) because she has that special quality of connecting with your little one and making them feel like they CAN do WHATEVER they WANT if they put their minds to it?  Or making you feel like you are the ONLY one that matters?  Ya... she's THAT type of amazing.  As a person that does not get anyone less than 3 feet in height (AKA children) I have huge respect for people that enter this field.  Back when I worked at IKEA, I once had to cover a break in Smalland and I vividly remembered having this short, roundish boy come up and demand I play with him.  I blankly looked at him, puzzled at his request and then said, "No, there are other kids here that would love to play with you."  In retaliation to my answer (that he clearly did not agree with) he licked my arm.  Not just a quick little lick... like the entire length of my arm.  At that very moment, I shrivelled up and almost died.  To get licensed for Chris' daycare he had to get a form signed by our family Doctor that proved he was a responsible adult and sound of mind.  I almost peed myself laughing.  Ironically a person is not sound of mind when choosing this delicate profession... yup... in my books you're freaking nuts.  I would rather wrestle alligators in a pit of venomous cobras then man Chris' daycare. 

That being said, anyone that dedicates their life to teaching the most important people in our world holds a very special place of recognition in my books.  Partly because I can't do it and mostly because it's really, really, really hard work.  Naturally Jessica's profession is an extension of her actual personality.  When you are around her you feel like everyday is celebration and her status updates on Facebook always ends in an explanation mark!  If there is a party, Miss Jessy and Jada are most likely to be the center of it.

Other random facts of Miss Jessy.  She has been working out and eating healthy so is in the best shape I have ever seen her since I have known her (PS. I am secretly envious of you).  Jessica is a spicy East Indian who is always looking for the next adventure so will need a man that can keep up with this firecracker.  This woman has a bold style and sports sometimes electric blue and sometimes emerald green contacts. 

I guarantee you the man that falls in love with Miss Jessy will fall harder in love with Jada.  I suspect Jessica's ying to her yang requires a youthful energy and a light perspective on life.  The hardest question about Jessica's day is what flavour of ice cream one should eat.  I bet if Jada got to choose she would say the Rainbow one.