How would it be to know, without a doubt, that you could create any environment you want for yourself, just by working with the purest essence of the Universe? Wouldn’t it be exciting if you knew there were spirit guides that are available, anytime at all, to you alone? Would it change the way you think about things to know that there are angels dedicated to nothing more than helping you learn the life lessons you came to Earth to learn? It certainly changed Eddie Conner’s life when he was shown all these things, and more!
Like many people, Eddie had a rocky start in this world. He couldn’t change his environment in rural North Carolina, as a child, so he decided to change the way it affected him. His willingness to seek meaning in the adversity resulted in his being shown the Light of spiritual guidance. Through trial and error, Eddie learned to stand in that light, and to believe what it showed him. And it is this that he shares with everyone that comes to a workshop, a class or a private psychic reading.
Eddie’s ability to hear and see his spirit guides and angels enables him to tap into the “Higher Energies” of the Universe. Even better, he reminds us that this gift is available to us all. He helps us find ways to disperse the clouds of confusion that swirl between us and our divine Truths.
In 1995 Eddie was invited to the West Coast to be a guest at a major radio station. The public response was so overwhelming, Eddie was asked to move to California and host a show of his own. In the face of this exciting opportunity, Eddie did what he always did, he consulted his guides. To his vast delight, his wants and his guidance agreed this time. This was what he was intended to do. With a full heart he went home to fulfill some previous obligations, sell everything he owned, and move to the other side of the country.
When Eddie got back to Los Angeles, the radio station had undergone internal changes and the job he came to fill no longer existed.
At first, Eddie was devastated. He forgot all about “Divine Plan” and things being in “Perfect Order”. All he knew was that he had dreams, and Los Angeles was now part of them, and he didn’t want to give them up.
In the face of this disappointment, Eddie could have gone home, told his story and gotten plenty of sympathy and support as he stepped back into the comfort and safety of his old environment.
The best example of Eddie’s life philosophy in action, is what he chose to do instead: He began with his belief that nothing is ever an accident, no matter how random it seems. He knew that he had asked for guidance every step of the way, and it had never failed him yet. So, he decided that no matter how this situation looked from the outside, there must be inner harmony with his life plan, he just needed to find it…
… and what he found was, an entire city full of people, hungry to hear the message he knows to be true. Because Eddie is always learning and growing himself, he continually fine-tunes his techniques. That is what Eddie has to teach us, ‘Practical Spiritual Living’.
“Our past is the photograph of where we have been, what we have learned from it creates the roadmap to our future, but the gift of our life is today… that’s why it’s called the present.”
I think you’d agree, whether on-purpose or by default most people choose negativity over positivity. I’ve learned to redirect my attention to subjects that feel good before allowing my negative thoughts to run rampant. The sooner I nip low-grade thoughts in the bud the easier it is to stay centered. A great example of redirecting my thoughts happened one summer evening while sitting in a Boeing 747 for 3 hours, on the tarmac in triple-digit heat.
That evening our plane’s air conditioner died. Most of us peeled off layers of clothing and used emergency exit brochures to fan ourselves. In spite of everyone’s discomfort the crew was wonderful, even while serving water to a mob of belligerent passengers near the back of our plane.
During our second hour people bitched and complained while the mob in the back went bat-shit berserk. That’s when I decided to ground myself. I listened to music in my head- phones. I travel with journals, markers and pens. So I began writing my favorite affirmations and worked on newsletters to keep my energy pure, even as the foulmouthed group threatened our flight attendants.
I’ve always enjoyed writing letters and appreciation notes. For me, writing aligns with my inner guidance system. Journaling in cursive allows me to revisit the kindness’, wins, and blessings in daily life. It also regulates my nervous system and keeps me focused. That in-and-of-itself makes me a happy camper.
Well into the third hour of this adventure I noticed the brazen contrast between choosing to feel good verses the indignant negativity from others. “Others” being the A-holes permeating our overheated plane with deliberate meanness.
On a side note, our flight crew was impeccable. They were sweating through their clothes and miserable, but their energy was flawless. They were making the best of a bad shit-uation. Which is why it didn’t make sense to me why the parasitic-passenger’s went out of their way to be hateful. It wasn’t the crew’s decision to broil us in a tube-shaped-crock-pot. That ruling came straight down from the tower.
As time ticked by it was challenging to stay centered. In fact, it would’ve been easier to get pissed-off but to what end? It doesn’t do anything but wreck your energy and make something that’s already bad, even worse. And that level of negativity affects others. Plus, I knew if I got pissed-off my trip would’ve been a catastrophe. Why?
Because, being angry on the plane for 3 hours in triple digit heat would’ve established what the next 3 months of my life would’ve felt like had I also taken the lazy way out. By lazy, I mean had I jumped into the same negativity charged tsunami as the A-holes. And Lord knows, I did not want that. That’s why I made a choice to affirm, write and draw things that made me feel good.
As the mob’s anger reverberated through the cabin’s walls I took deep breaths, closed my eyes and peacefully asked myself, “Can I control whether or not this big-silver-tin-can gets into the air?”
I received a calm, “No.” And when asked, “If I could somehow influence how A-holes behaved toward our flight crew,” I received a stronger, “NO,” followed by, “The only thing a person has complete control over is their own thoughts.” That was the inner ding-ding-ding moment of truth I needed.
While riding high on this awareness I instantly remembered a television interview featuring Bruce Lee. The host ask Bruce a simple question, “How do you find Peace?”
After seconds in thought Bruce replied, “You don’t find Peace. You choose it. By what you ignore. By what you release. By what you stop giving energy to. That’s the shift.”
I loved this guidance. It was simple. You find peace by choosing peace. Ignore all things that keep you from peace. And to make my inner shift, I needed to stop giving energy to A-holes.
Easier said than done, right? Or, is it?
Grateful for these reminders I immersed myself back into a peaceful knowing my trip would be fine. While acclimating to my new awareness the mob’s bat-shit-crazy commotion slowly faded into the back ground. I choose to bump up the music in my headphones while writing about subjects I appreciated.
Some minutes later a subtle burst of automated static filled the cabin, followed by a tapping sound. As if an invisible fairy wand was waved over our plane, the passengers instantly quietened. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen,” the Captain said over the intercom, “I am happy to announce that our flight has finally been cleared for take-off…”
Passengers erupted into cheers and applause. Genuine. Loud. Applause. Relieved gasps washed through the air as the Captain’s announcement ended with, “…Flight attendants please prepare for departure.”
We arrived in Las Vegas with minutes to spare before my connecting flight. I organized my things. While our plane approached the gate, there was an eruption of pandemonium I’d never experienced before. First came waves of nonstop yelling from the back towards the front. With brute force the screaming mob in the back shoved passengers, carry-ons, and crying babies out of their way while powering their way up the aisle as a group, past the rest of us and to the front of the plane.
Once deplaned, I raced from my flight to the departure gate only to learn the airline had moved my connecting gate clear to the other side of the terminal. I wasn’t going to make my connecting flight. I was like…
Breathe, Bitch. Breathe.
While telling myself not to get freaked out, I put a smile on my and rushed to an associate with my airline ticket. Taking my ticket he quickly walked behind the counter. Out of nowhere I heard a bunch of hullabaloo. The associate and I looked toward the escalating noise. His eyes widened as he motioned me to his left side and out of harm’s way. The same crazed, barking mob descended upon the associate cursing and threatening his job over what they called, the airline’s gross negligence.
The associate worked quickly and politely while taking care of each person. He didn’t seem disheveled by the mob climbing-and-clamoring over-top-of-one-other with their crumpled tickets in hand, hollering at him to speed it up.
In awe of his professionalism, I telepathically sent him waves of appreciation. From my heart chakra I energetically thanked him for his kindness and hard work. As I respectfully waited my turn, I listened carefully to the set of complicated, gate directions he repeated to the mob.
With the final loud-mouth gone and hurrying away, I grabbed my carry-on bag to follow him, but the associate stopped me. “Sir, hold on,” he said nodding toward my ticket as his fingers flashed seamlessly across his computer keyboard.
In the preceding madness I’d forgotten I gave him my ticket. I glanced up to see the mob hoofing further away and quickly shrinking in the distance. The printer spit out a new ticket. The associate handed it off to me. Tossing my bag over my shoulder, I smiled and thanked him.
“I work in customer service,” he said, “… and I can always spot a good customer.” His words moved me. I shook his hand and praised his exceptional professionalism.
“You’re welcome,” he smiled.
To make sure I understood his earlier instructions I quickly repeated directions he’d given the mob. Laughing he said, “No, no, no. Ignore those. All you have to do is walk through that door and you’ll be at your gate.”
He pointed to a doorway twenty feet away. Curious I grinned, “But I’m on the same flight as that crazy-ass-group-of-people.” He pointed to the door, smiling. “I know.”
As if reading my thoughts he said, “That group needs to burn off a heck-of-a-lot of aggravation before getting another plane.” My whole body felt giddy. “So you gave them an extra-long detour around the terminal?”
He motioned again toward the door, “Let’s just say they’ll be good and tired on their return flight.” Again, I shook his hand, went through the door and arrived at my gate one minute later.
One. Minute. Later.
I gave my ticket to the gate attendant and walked right into a quiet, air-conditioned plane. It wasn’t until checking the new ticket for my seat number that I realized that I’d been bumped up to First Class!
…TRANSFORM YOURSELF
I felt bright beams of sincere gratitude automatically shooting through my body. It was hard to control the sheer magnitude of shock, relief and happiness combined. Walking into the first class cabin I somehow managed to keep my cool, but my heart kept exploding with appreciation.
I had been in my seat about ten minutes when I heard the mob’s familiar commotion, but I was so grateful that I didn’t care. Heck, I felt too good to feel bad. This time their noise level was lower. I watched as they shuffled their way from the boarding bridge, sluggishly pushing through the aircraft door and spilling into the cramped vestibule.
They were noticeably disheveled and out-of-breath. Their clothes were wringing wet with sweat. They were not yelling. They were not fighting with anyone. Just panting heavily as they shifted their endless bags, carry-ons and other items over their shoulders.
As they moved past me the heat wafting off their bodies felt like the Mojave desert in August. They seemed relieved to be on the plane. Especially when they felt the air conditioning on their faces. At that point, you could tell they just wanted to collapse into their seats.
I closed my eyes to relax and suddenly recalled the airline associate’s sweet face from the terminal. He was right. The mob just needed to be good-and-tired for this flight. I telepathically thanked him and our previous flight crew for everything they did for us before directing my sincerity to my new flight crew.
With the final passenger on board the flight attendants closed the aircraft door. I was grateful everything worked out beautifully. Hell, it worked out hundred-times better than I could’ve ever imagined.
With the cabin lights turned down, I relaxed further into my seat. As the plane taxied the runway I tucked a pillow behind my neck and a blanket over my lap. My ticket had been upgraded, I was sitting in first class with and I had an empty seat next to me. I suddenly felt deeply relaxed and grateful and peaceful. I closed my eyes wondering if I’d get a get a good night’s sleep.
And I did.
I hope this summer brings you continued peace, happiness and lots of great travel adventures. And while you’re out and about globetrotting I’d like to leave you with a transformative quote from, Spiritual_Success.
When the situation is good, enjoy it.
When the situation is bad, transform it.
When the situation cannot be transformed, transform yourself.
Until we meet again, remember to keep your thoughts, feelings and frequencies high, fast and pure so that you can Unlock the Universe within.
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