Joy's Channelling

Sometimes I just drag my feet.  Don't get me wrong, I love writing and exposing my opinions to everyone but I have been in a blogging funk lately.  Not because I don't have anything interesting to share.  On the contrary, my life has been a whirlwind this summer into early fall and shitloads of whacky things have happened but for some reason I just can't carve the time out to put my mad one finger pecking skills to a keyboard.  It could be that life is actually really busy.  Or perhaps my new found love for Candy Crush may consume more time than I really would care to admit and intervention is quite inevitably a sad reality.  Or the fact that my plump ass fits so nicely in the nook of my sofa and my cold feet warms up so conveniently against Chris and yes as a matter of fact I really do need to watch like... ummm... twenty episodes of Sons Of Anarchy in a row chased with three seasons of Breaking Bad.  Or maybe because I'm not sure if my online ramblings actually reaches anyone.  Secretly my ego is hoping at the very minimum that somewhere out there, someone in their pyjamas and fuzzy bunny slippers is at least meeking out a pathetic LOL in the dark.  Anywho, rain and storm warnings have been issued this weekend and I have run out of excuses to procrastinate... heck, even my toilets are cleaned.  

I was just recently in Kelowna for a week taking one for the team.  My brother in law, Jeff was competing in two triathalons in Europe and my inlaws wanted to be there to cheer him on.  The problem was the two little guys (I use that term loosely because they are actually almost 6 feet tall teens) needed to stay home for school and the rest of their sports commitments.  So here I was, exposed to teen hormones and even worst, teen mentality and tasked with driving them everywhere while my husband holds down the fort at home with Tai, Kaiya and his usual barrage of germy daycare kids.  Meanwhile, my inlaws are living the life, reviewing the fine wines and taking in the rich culture.  Whenever my blood pressure rose, like when the two teens argue about the art of discreetly masterbating, I comment out loud why I decided to take one for the team.  I could have been in the comfort of my own home, yelling at my own kids to keep their hands to themselves.  Instead, I'm yelling at the older teen to stop yelling at the tweenie because apparently the volume level that the tweenie explores his body is too loud hence interrupting the beauty sleep of the older teen.  Clearly the walls are too thin and the spacious 3,000 square feet is not enough to contain the raging hormonal explosion.

My inlaws had me on a tight schedule.  Every 3 hours I was on the road, sitting in traffic and feeling my voluptuous ass grow even more robust.  Everytime I was on the road, my mind wanders and the need to change how people live their unwaken lives grows stronger.  Clearly there is more to life then flipping the middle finger to idiot Kelowna drivers who don't understand that a STOP sign does not mean, "When I Feel Like It."  Three days of driving and after logging almost 400 kilometers, it occurred to me that a customer of mine has her yoga retreat just outside of Kelowna.

Joy Amaada has been a very supportive customer of ours since the doors opened in 2008.  I loved her when I first met her.  In fact, everyone in our store loved her when they first met her.  She is a petite woman that just exuded sunshine.  Without an exchange of words, you just knew she was an amazing person.  Of course the strong natural attraction led to conversations and I learned that she was a yoga instructor based in Steveston and was in the midst of opening a yoga retreat in Kelowna.  She needed furniture and accessories for the new endeavour so we saw her often in the store.  During my lunch break from chauffeuring, I looked her up on my handy new iPhone.  According to her website she was only 45 minutes away from my inlaws and she offered a ray of services. What captured my attention was that she was an intuitive as well as a yoga instructor!  She was well versed in spiritual teachings, offered alternative healing modalities such as reikki and she was also a channeler.  Wow, who knew all these years that Little Miss Sunshine was also a medium for other entities!  I felt like I just hit the jackpot.  In this field, I am very cautious of who I receive my experiences from.  I'm hyper critical of the information available and deep down, I have a fear that a dark force could manipulate me.  To avoid that possibility I only expose myself to new experiences only if I felt safe.  I knew without a doubt that Joy would keep me safe.

I excitedly made the call.  Her warm and friendly voice immediately lifted my weary spirits and even though she had a packed schedule, she was able to squeeze me in to tour her home and conduct a channeling.  I was on cloud nine and all the crap that happened this week just dispersed.  The interior designer side of me was thrilled to finally see the finished product.  The spiritual seeking junkie side was grasping for more.  When I drove up the gravel country road and took my first look at the acreage a huge breath escaped from deep within.  Even with my vast vocabulary, all I can say about this piece of land is that it was magical.  Situated on Highway 33, just 20 minutes outside Kelowna past Black Mountain this idyllic country home exudes Mother Nature at her best.  I was greeted by two gentle giants at the gate.  Jackson and Joe are two pure white Burmese dogs that stand almost four feet tall.  They approached the gate like noble creatures and gracefully escorted my car to the driveway.  It was weird, I have owned dogs for a good chunk of my life but these dogs I swear had the energy of a unicorn.  There was no fear, anxiousness or ounce of agitation from these massive dogs.  I was 15 minutes early so when I rang the doorbell I was greeted by Joy who just stepped out of the shower so her hair was all crazed like a mad woman.

She warmly welcomed me in and we immediately started the tour of her sprawling, unbelievably cute, 6 bedroom home.  I immediately recognized all the purchases she made from the store and it felt like I was visiting old friends again as she bought some of my favorite sweet country pieces.  We started sharing our stories of who we are and where we have come from.  Her journey, like many, started as a need to know more.  Although she had a blessed life of three children and a husband she was seeking more from life.  A deeper yearning to have more depth to the often shallow human experience.  Surely life can't be a cycle of bill payments and schedules?  She took the brave step and started attending different courses and although it made her heart sing with each piece of knowledge acquired, she never felt safe to share this with her husband.  I felt a pang of sadness for her.  The road of seeking more than yourself is already fraught with mine pits of uncertainly that I can't even imagine how that is like to do it secretively and all alone.

Unlike Joy, I announced to pretty much every poor sucker that gave me their two seconds of attention that I was going to find out MORE... not sure what that exactly was but there just had to be... MORE.  My best friends, family and most importantly Chris knew everything I was doing and although they don't necessarily always understand it, they are here for me when they can.  Luckily for me, my close circle of supporters are predisposition as abnormal anyways.  My Vietnamese background means when I explain to my parents that Kaiya could possibly be conversing with spirits, they non-chalantly advise me to keep Penny nearby because dogs are repellents for the angrier spirit variety.  My native girlfriends don't blink an eye when I tell them I'm burning sage to cleanse a dark space because I think another friend of mine brought over her demon "friend".  Or when I explain to Laura that I can see my environment sometimes when my eyes are closed.  She smiles, nods in agreement and tells me she sometimes talks to dead people in her car when she's driving.  I know people that do extraordinary things and in my world it's totally ordinary.

That being said, Miss Joy Amaada is on a whole different level of ordinary.  For two hours she shared stories of Atlantis, explained that on her property there were two energy vortexes that attract a lot of UFO activities so sightings of friendly green little men were as normal as seeing chickadees and helped me fill in the blanks of some of my questions.  Finally, we both gasped at the clock and realized that although we could talk for another eon we really needed to get started on this channelling business.

Joy excitedly leads me to the yoga room which even in it's spaciousness is still comfortable and calming.  Anchored in one corner is a 6' carving of a spiritual Tibetan deity from what looks acacia or teak wood.  The feminine sculpture casts a formidable force and I can see that if I was high on something (for the record I wasn't) her presence could be misconstrued as overwhelming.  I look out on the neat rows of yoga mats and let out a deep sigh.  Did I just agree to witness basically a spiritual possession exercise?  Visions of the possessed girl on the classic horror movie the Exorcism stabbing herself in the vajajay with a crucifix vividly occupies my imagination.  Right on cue, Joy senses my last minute panic and lets me know that she is a very "clean" channeller and nothing inappropriate will happen.  Joy calmly explains that she is guided by a council of 12 higher beings (or angels whatever you are comfortable with) and amongst this council are also the arch angels.  She never knows who actually pops in and sometimes multiple Spirits "pops" in.  Her spirit is out of her body and observing yet always cognisant of the events unfolding.  After she cleanses the space to ensure that only spirits of light (aka no demons) can enter her body, I can start asking any question I would like or most often, information will just flow out.  My eyes dilate and I can feel my pulse quicken.  Often when I expose myself to a new experience I quietly ask for my own body of protection just in case something doesn't go as planned.  I push the proverbial red button which means all hands on deck with my own upstairs team.

We sit quietly for about four minutes as Joy cleanses the space.  She has arranged herself cross legged on the floor in the classic yoga pose and looks like a peaceful angel with her eyes closed and a small smile on her face.  I rudely stare at her in disbelief.  While she's cleansing, I'm scanning the space and noticed her paint color had a funny orange undertone.  I glance back to Joy to check cleansing progress and instead of probably closing my own eyes, I keep them fixated on her expecting her to levitate or something.  I fiddle nervously with my iPhone to ensure the voice recorder is actually working.  Then my mind does what it does best.. it wanders.  I imagine the whole space rumbling when the big guns arrive on site.  I muse at the thought of maybe a chipmunk voice  coming out of Joy once she starts. 

Joy starts and I'm jolted out of my own mind musings.  Her voice has deepened and is really, eerily loud in comparison to her usual soft voice.  In addition to the voice change, I suddenly noticed that the energy has shifted.  It's like nothing I have ever felt before.  You know that sensation when you're at the top of the roller coaster and you are just about to drop?  The excitement, the palpable nervousness, the high adrenaline, that intoxication feeling?  Ya that one... think of that millisecond of raw emotions and keep that suspended for the rest of the hour and that's the energy level I was marinated in. 

Her eyes fly open and still in her crossed legged form, she starts rocking her body back and forth in a bizarre yet almost cathartic rhythm.  Damn, I knew I should have video taped this session instead of just voice recording it.  Then it happened.  For the next hour just pure information from almost every facet of my life is poured out like the flood gates.  Unlike a natural conversation, Joy just continuously outputs information without stopping and it flowed freely without her barely catching her human breath.  I was so shocked... and awed... and enchanted by the whole experience that I actually forgot to ask any questions.  Me, the woman on the hunt for all these bazillions of answers whirling in my giant head and all I asked were a couple of lame questions.  It's like meeting God finally and you're so dumbfounded and star struck that the only thing you ask was: Ummm... dude, what's your favorite color?

Joy mentions that my soul's overlay, the predominant hard wiring of your purpose, is a duel role of teacher and healer.  In my previous lives I had to defend my role so occasionally I did don on an extra layer of fierce warrior and in positions of leaderships to achieve my message.  I am here on this lifetime, like millions of other people, to hold the space until Earth ascends to the 5th dimension which is what Atlantis was at.  My creative gift of "animated" communication is my signature for teaching and there was an emphasized message to keep writing.  She mentions that if I pursue opening a school, it would be very successful and I would be given very specific directions from her council through the channelling on how to achieve this.  She tells me the crow sightings are a sign that my upstairs team is always around me because in my previous lives I felt foresakened and abandoned.  I am drawn to the ocean for its healing properties and love the mountains for its wisdom.  In my previous lives I lived as a mermaid and have been strongly connected to dolphins ands whales for this reason.  I have also lived many lives as an Atlantean.  This would explain my peculiar obsession with the red headed Ariel, magic, whales and Atlantis.  Tai is an analyzer of information so when he grows up a role like a scientist or engineer will hold his interest.   Contrary to popular belief (ie. mine) Kaiya is not here to test my parenting abilities.  She is a change agent and will lead a community or organization to force systems that are no longer working to cease operations.  I feel bad for the future assholes that are in her war path.

Consciously she educates that all passed karmic debt is released and if you're carrying past debts from previous lives you know longer need to keep this burden.  This will be a time of many changes as Mother Earth will do microcosms of purging negative energy throughout Earth to restore the positive flow.  The really dark energy beings roaming the Earth has officially been ask to leave thus creating less fear and more love.  Everyone is now lighter and in motion to freely move forward and create your true future.

It has been a month since Joy's channeling and even as I write this post I'm still in shock.  I'm still digesting all the information put forward and would love to return very soon to explore the energy vortexes that she describes exists on her property.  If you're interested in Joy's work, or just interested in restoring some peace in your life, check out her website and let her know I sent you:
http://www.thejoyoflivingcentre.ca/