Soul Pursuits

Official Blog of Visionary Author Lianne Downey

Posts from the “Self-healing” Category

5 Ways to Fix an Unhappy Past Life Relationship

Posted on August 26, 2015

Knowing someone from a prior lifetime is no reason to stay in an unhappy past life relationship. Here are five ways to fix it, or finish it!

I often write “Dear Abby” type replies to people who comment on my most popular article on the Internet who have found themselves stuck in relationships that are making them unhappy. My article is about identifying past life lovers, friends, and enemies. Thankfully, that in and of itself begins to answer the question. They have come together to rectify some past life issues that have left them feeling unbalanced. But it’s never quite that simple.

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What Does It Mean When a Beetle Lands in Your Hair?

Posted on July 17, 2015

A Figeater beetle landed in my hair

A little Messenger in the garden has graced me with his (or her) wisdom three times now, over the course of three days of lunching en plein air with Joseph. Not so little, actually. She’s a glittering, iridescent green, Figeater beetle, loud as a lawnmower, and she has insisted on landing in my hair while I’m eating. Which means she’d become a totem for me, my beetle totem.

The third time she landed, she stayed so long Joseph was able to grab the camera for her closeups. I finally had to urge her gently away because lunch was over. I will admit, I kept asking Joseph, “What is she doing? Is she leaving anything behind?!?”

Yes, she was. A message that I should be the one leaving things behind.

Figeater Beetle close up in hairThis San Diego beetle is so large, she kept tugging the hair at the top of my head as she explored at my shoulder. I did happen to be eating one of Joseph’s breakfast puddings with figs and chocolate in it, but she wasn’t interested in that. I’ve read that these beetles, related to Egyptian scarabs, aren’t interested in fresh fruit. They like the stuff that’s already decomposing. (Good news for Joseph’s pudding, which was delicious, of course!)

So what could I do but look up the meaning of this close animal encounter in the trusty Animal-Speak Pocket Guide. When a creature gets right in your face, or exhibits unusual behavior in a way that definitely says, “Hey! I’m talking to you,” it’s wise to pay attention. One of your Cosmic CoAuthors is trying to reach you and you’re not getting it. Time to send in the animal totem!

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Subtle Energy Depletion: A Healer’s Bane

Posted on June 29, 2015

Here’s how it happens:

The “Healer” opens her consciousness to the Infinite, the Universe, Source, God, with the intention of serving humanity. Or maybe just a single human. She fills herself with the Light energy that pours in. She is the empty vessel.

The Infinite overflows into her being, like water pouring out after a dam has broken. The Healer seeks this inflow as greedily as we seek water when thirsty, but the Infinite also requires the Healer. The Healer offers the negative pole in the electrical system, the deficit. The Infinite offers the positive pole, the surfeit. Energy, all up and down the frequency spectrum, from dimension to dimension, from pole to pole, from human to human, flows according to this pattern.

They connect, the Healer and Infinite Intelligence. The power flows, and the charge reverses.

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My Sister and the Elephants

Posted on April 23, 2015

Remember-Me-WEBThis painting is called “Remember Me” and it’s dedicated to my big sister, Linda Jo Hunter, animal advocate, wildlife tracker, artist, and author (Lonesome for Bears). It happened by accident. Again. It all started with two new paint colors and an elephant’s eye.

Linda and I went shopping for art supplies during her most recent visit to San Diego. We’d just had a lovely lunch date, one of the two times a year I get to see her. When she and husband Mike travel to or from their home in Washington state to their winter camping and surf adventures in the Baja peninsula, they always stop in San Diego and we get to spend a couple of hours catching up.

Later on, she would show me the oil paintings she created this winter. But for now, she was encouraging me to buy two new colors to add to my watercolor paints. I’m a newbie and definitely more author than artist, so I need all the encouragement I can get. Phthalo Turquoise and Indian Yellow had drawn my attention. “Oh, you’ll love the Indian Yellow,” said she.

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Exploding Biofield Transformation

Posted on February 24, 2015

Sometimes when you do a lot of energy work, breaking old habit patterns, those energies need a place to go. E=MC² right? Energy is not destroyed, only transformed. My biofield tuning this month was exceptionally intense, involving my third session with author Eileen McKusick (Tuning the Human Biofield), followed by an amazing two-day class with others likewise devoted to learning her techniques. That’s a lot of tuning fork resonance to absorb and digest!

So when I accidentally dropped a Corelle® “break-resistant” plate on the kitchen tile this morning …

KA-BAM!

Explosions of glassy white stuff went everywhere! Into the dining area! Under the stove! Wedged into the grill at the bottom of the fridge! Out into the entryway! Beneath the china cabinet! On top of the counter and the granite-covered kitchen island! Tiny shards, and lots of powdery sparkly stuff I’ll need to mop carefully. Whew. Those old plates are indeed the kind that don’t break—they burst!

I had no trouble instantly relating this to the topic much on my mind this morning: My fear of going out into the world to be seen and heard as an author, publisher, teacher, and speaker. I needed to explode that resistance, which was brought to my awareness in a big way during my biofield tuning.

Eileen’s tuning forks revealed a large, thick, bubble-like energy construction in my biofield. She tagged it to specific times in my life—from childhood right up through the present. As she worked with me, my spirit guides up and down the spectrum made their presence known. They’d come to help dismantle this protective shield that was no longer serving me. In fact, it had become a big blockade. Even my deceased mother showed up in the room to add her two bits!

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