I love hearing people's stories. I remember sitting in a performance evaluation during my younger years and being told by my manager that "gossiping" was frowned upon and I should direct my energy towards more positive things. It was my first job and I was utterly confused. "If I can't talk about people, what the hell am I suppose to talk about?" My manager clarified that if I talked about people behind their backs, it's considered gossiping and promotes a negative work environment. I quipped with perhaps too much ballsy sass for a sixteen year old, "Well I wouldn't have to talk about people behind their backs if they weren't so private." Yes, I am extremely nosy. I must know what makes you click. I must understand why you choose to do the things that you do. Other people's lives fascinate me. This is probably why I have been in retail for over 19 years and still feel passionate about people. Any normal, non-gossiping person would have already off'ed themselves two years in and not make it a Game of Thrones epic career. Pair this burning desire with a "no filter" type of communication style and it's comical really what kind of information I can extract and unique situations I get myself in. Most people pussyfoot around delicate issues while my preference is to just bulldoze myself in, regardless if the welcome mat is out or not.
Anne Marie Crosby is unique in the sense that not only is she a client of ours, but also a vendor as well. I met her 5 years ago when she just moved into a waterfront Steveston condo and was working on furnishing her new home. Two years ago I learned through one of my chatty interludes that she is also an artist that creates the most gorgeous oil paintings. Inspired by the moving water and sky views from her waterfront condo, her paintings have an emotion and movement that literally jumps off the canvas and into your heart. When you look at her art, something within just connects and the goosebumps that always electrifies the skin stirs your soul. Last Spring we had the honor of showcasing 12 pieces from her collection in our store and our customers loved her work. Yesterday Anne Marie came in and it seemed like forever since I last seen her. She started off 2014 with that really awful H1N1 flu which kept her bed ridden and gasping for air for 10 weeks. We went through the usual conversations about the weather but then I got bored so I decided to ask if her condo at Predator Ridge just outside of Vernon had sold yet. Last year, she was at the stage of welcoming grandchildren into her life so she purchased a condo close to them with the plan of having a permanent place to create new memories with her growing family. I remember her telling me how she loved the condo because everything felt so right and she bought it on a whim. I found it so odd how a person a year ago loved a place and then 10 months later tries to offload it in a down market. Something felt out of snyc with the chain of events so I just had to open that big, unfiltered yap, "So, why are you selling this condo again?"
Anne Marie grew quiet, scanned the store to see if anyone was paying attention to our conversation and when she realized no one was actually in the store, she leaned in and quietly whispered, "Because I'm not suppose to be there." It was the oddest statement. Seriously, who the eff says that? I cocked my head to one side which means the cogs are turning upstairs and blurted, "Whattadya mean you're not suppose to be there? You're a grown adult, you can park your ass wherever the hell you want!" Her body language shifts from being open and relaxed to one of nervousness and anxiousness. Slowly she confides that everytime she travels to that area she gets really ill. Not just like a headache or stubs her big toe, but really, really sick. I'm not sure what compelled me but suddenly the following words just kinda rolled out of my mouth, "Are you an empath? Maybe a dark energy stuck to you and is making you sick." The words I clumsily hurled out caused Anne Marie to step back a bit and she had to grasp onto the sales desk to support her. It was like I kicked her in the gut. For the next 45 minutes, I learned that Anne Marie is actually a student of energy healing and is being mentored by a woman who uses this modality to move blocked energy from people to ease their pain. The theory is that if one holds onto to negative energy caused by emotions such as resentment, anger and fear it would block your entire flow manifesting into various forms of illnesses. Think of it like the plumbing in your home. If something is blocking your pipes, no water will flow through the system and what happens is all that backed up shit erupts into your home. An energy healer in this case is like the plumber. Using different techniques, they can spot the blockage, remove it and your system is good to go. No more shit wreaking havoc in your home.
Empathic people or empaths for short are highly sensitive, intuitive people that naturally have an ability to pick up other people's and place's energies. They are like a giant walking sponge and just soaks up whatever they are in. I suspect I must be a weird derivative of this definition because although I am intuitive to energy I don't soak up other people's juju, I just read it. I remember Annar (a psychic) mentioning that my energy level is abnormally high and she got a kick recharging off of me during one of our readings when she felt drained. I also remember Trevor (a Master Starseed) saying I needed to ground my excess energy if I didn't want to fry my system. Or perhaps my ego is so big that I just don't notice the "little" energies around me because clearly I am so much cooler. Hmmm... ya that "cool" statement never really worked for me in high school either when I lamely tried it so I'm not sure why I would try it in my mid thirties. Note to self, drop the cool facade. Okay, well whatever the reason is, I am not an empath. Empaths taking the route of servicing others walk a tight line of spiritual suicide if they have not mastered the art of purging the negative energies to protect their life force. There are dark forces in the world and they gravitate to empaths like a bug to a light (notice the clever metaphor there).
As our conversation deepens, it occurred to me a bizarre coincidence. My other client, Joy Stewart (a channeller, yoga teacher and reikki master) was directed by a higher source to move from Steveston to just outside of Kelowna to help fix the energetic grid and hold the space for Mother Earth. Apparently, Lake Okanagan lies on an energy vortex which amplifies energy. For the studies behind it read: http://www.okinhealth.com/articles/earthstar-wheel-okanagan-lake-louise-leylines-vortex. It is suspected that this deep lake actually has a large crystal bed beneath it and in the last decade it has been polluted with dark energy. Joy was sent there to slowly clear this block and restore the positive flow in the overall movement of the global energy. I remembered her mentioning that really, dark forces are drawn to this zone at this time but she wasn't scared because she had her "upstairs" team guiding her through it. I mention this odd connection to Anne-Marie and her hands started shaking. The ah-hah moment unveiled itself and it became clear why she was getting sick every time she travelled to this region. The relief that it wasn't just her was cathartic. My mouth opened and I dropped a bomb, "Don't you think it's weird you bought this condo on a whim and now you want to sell it but you can't? It's like the Universe is conspiring against you so maybe you're not suppose to just run away from that area. Maybe you are suppose to actually team up with Joy and help restore that zone." Anne Marie drops an even bigger bomb, "You know what's really weird? I woke up this morning and even though I didn't feel well I just had to walk into Steveston. I got my coffee and then thought, I should check out the store not because I needed anything but because I wanted to lift my spirits. Something about this store always does that for me and I always thought it was the way you put everything together. Today I finally realized it's actually because its your energy. And I'm an energy healer and didn't even realize that!" The store goes quiet. We both look at each other in deep thought.
I come home literally buzzing by my bizarre yet wonderfully crazy conversation and of course, I expose Steph to my story. I tell her I love how the Universe deals these synchronicity cards. Even though we're on the phone, I can tell she is rolling her eyes and she skeptically says, "It's just a coincidence."
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