Messages: Flowing with Synchronicity - Softcover

Daikeler, Denny

Softcover

ISBN 10: 1452543232 ISBN 13: 9781452543239

Verlag: BalboaPress, 2012

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Denny Daikeler is amazing. She puts into words what so many of us need to think about. Most people live their lives oblivious to the little 'magical' messages. It is in this guidance that there is a POWER out there patiently waiting, aware of our travails. It will steer our lives, if only we will look deeper. Daikeler sees the magic, is in touch with the POWER that lives around us, so ready to give us faith and fortitude. The 'Message' is there for us . . . if only we choose to see and believe. -Jonathan Daly, actor and playwright Every story in this book is true and happened exactly as it's written down. Each will expand your awareness and show you how magical, how limitless, and how truly connected life can be if you open to the possibility. Trust, a leap of faith, and an open mind are all that's required. This book is about a journey of wonder, and it's anyone's to live.

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Every story in this book is true and happened exactly as it's written down. Each will expand your awareness and show you how magical, how limitless, and how truly connected life can be if you open to the possibility. Trust, a leap of faith, and an open mind are all that's required. This book is about a journey of wonder, and it's anyone's to live.DENNY DAIKELER'S life had been filled with a career as an interior designer, authoring the design book What Color Is Your Slipcover? published by Rodale, raising a family, keeping fit, being ordained as an interfaith minister, and being a part of a very liberal church community. An owl responded to her request of "I want to see the owl." Synchronicities had occurred in her life before that time, but the owl's appearance began a stream of appearances and events that gave her messages and guidance beyond what she had seen as reality. The stories in this book reveal those occurrences and how they became significant to her life and her soul connection. This new awareness has taken her life in powerful directions, creating a deep sense of hope and joy.

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MESSAGES

FLOWING WITH SYNCHRONICITYBy DENNY DAIKELER

BALBOA PRESS

Copyright © 2012 Denny Daikeler
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4525-4323-9

Contents

Acknowledgements......................................................viiIntroduction..........................................................xiChapter One: Asking..................................................1Chapter Two: Listening And Knowing...................................16Chapter Three: Beyond Amazing........................................24Chapter Four: Widening the Circle....................................32Chapter Five: Energy in Motion.......................................39Chapter Six: Journey to Safety.......................................49Chapter Seven: Following The Light...................................58Chapter Eight: Challenging Beliefs...................................71Chapter Nine: Squirrels and Cats, Oh My!.............................87Chapter Ten: Lightbulbs and Ahas!....................................98Chapter Eleven: Forgiveness and Transcendence........................111Chapter Twelve: A Butter Churn? A Sycamore Tree?.....................124Chapter Thirteen: Sourcing From Within...............................135

Chapter One

Asking

The constant experience of the universe through numerous instances of what seems like chance, or amazing coincidence can be traced back to you, what your thoughts have been. It all will finally bring about a feeling of wonder, certainty, gratitude, and finally joy!

I'd often heard owls hooting in the woods surrounding my home. Their piercing sound would sometimes wake me up from a sound sleep in the middle of the night, or sometimes in the early morning. Often I'd hear their hoot at the end of a day just after the trees had made long shadows across my yard. Whenever there were owls hooting, it caught my attention.

I really yearned to see these owls. Their songs seemed so haunting to me, and I loved when one owl's hoot would be answered by another. It was as if they were speaking to each other. Whether it was one or two, I'd listen carefully to try to decide the direction from which their sound was coming, and then I'd race to every window in the house hoping the owl or owls would be there. Over and over again I'd make this wild dash. It was like a ritual. I'd hear the signal, listen, guess and then run for the successful sighting sure that they'd leave before I'd get there. Over and over again I would find the tree branches bare, no owlish form appearing singing its reverie. But yes, I could still hear their song.

This quest went on for so long and was sometimes frustrating and sometimes humorous. My efforts didn't payoff.

Through all of this I felt some form of the Divine. There seemed to be some message lurking in the shadows for me, and I wanted to know what the message was. I felt such a desire to SEE THIS CREATURE. Hearing it was just not enough. And I really wanted to believe that I could make this happen.

Finally one morning at dawn, I again heard "this rooster" call from the limb on some tree, at some side of the house. This time I did not spring out of my bed to frantically search every window to catch its presence. Instead I simply ASKED. I sat up in bed and asked to see the owl. "I want to see the owl," I said. "I want to see the owl!"

In that moment I must admit there truly came to me a knowing that sooner or later the owl would present itself to me. I might again franticly pursue the silhouette through the branches, but I was in a new place with this game. There was a new "knowing" that putting out my desire and then trusting was a huge step forward, one that could unlock this mystery forever.

I don't know how long it took for the owl to come to me. I did not journal and date my request. But one morning before the sun was up, as I was beginning to start my day, I heard a great deal of noise outside. I ignored it at first for I was busy and distracted. The clamor persisted growing louder and more piercing all the time. Suddenly I stopped and just opened to it. "What's going on?" I thought. "That is such a racket! Some very agitated crows must be robbing a nest of its eggs."

And then all of the sudden I knew I was being called! I knew the owl was there. I raced to the window with great excitement and confidence. And there it was high up on a branch in a tree nearby. It was huge!

It was a magnificent Great Horned Owl sitting very still and profound, looking right down at me. I tell you my world stopped. Moments seemed to stretch and grow as if they were hours as I communed with this beloved bird. My head felt like it was spinning. My eyes were struggling as if they were cameras trying to record everything, every detail. The two of us were transfixed¼ and then we were complete. Slowly, carefully, deliberately it opened its wings to the widest expanse I could have imagined and lifted itself away to the sky.

I had my moment, and I knew it was a birth for me, a communion of the highest sort. I had discovered new possibilities. My lifetime belief in limitation was lifting; the one that says that only we humans can relate to each other or hear each other, that owls and other birds are just beautiful beings with wings and songs that decorate our world, reproduce, and hold in balance the food chain. Owls were teaching me. They were like gifts, possible companions, messengers, God filled entities. Somehow out in space or no space, this creature had heard me, and it had come to me in response to my request.

My new approach to receiving what I wanted was far away from hoping now, and more like a command, or clear intention. It really felt like a dance. Its first step began the moment I stopped searching and set an intention to wait, to wait instead of forcing, for a visit. I loved the feeling of patience and confidence (and even contentment!) that accompanied the asking. I didn't know what was going to happen or how it was going to happen, but I really hoped for some connection with this other world, and I wanted to believe in it and my power to make it happen. Maybe it wasn't even another world. But that's how it seemed to me.

Tools To Assist You on Your Soul Journey

I urge you to consider these last paragraphs important for they hold more delicious stories and perspectives and design the way you might want to move forward on your journey All of us have our own perceptions of what works for us. These are mine. The last paragraphs of this chapter offer you a chance to identify my perspective and compare it to or even expand your own.

Non-Physical Tools

Light

There is light inside of you! That light is the Divine. It is in everyone. Sometimes it is not working because it's been forgotten, like when you're really down on yourself and not feeling self-love.

With your imagination and trust, you can move this light within your body around to relieve pain, send healing, and expand your being. Another word for it is energy. It's yours to use on your self, or to send to someone else. It has no boundaries, no exceptions, and no limitations. It is a gift of life.

A beautiful story a friend shared with me was about a young boy, Jack, who was about three and a half. Jack had misbehaved and disappeared. His mother found him hiding under the dining room table, and asked him what was wrong. "I don't like who I am," he said.

His wise mother said, "Jack you know that light inside of your toy?"...

Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: BalboaPress
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2012
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 1452543232
• ISBN 13: 9781452543239
• Einband: Taschenbuch
• Anzahl der Seiten: 164
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