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How To Protect The Earth On Earth Day

The majority of the developed world look upon developing cultures as backwards, but in the small village where I grew up we did not know of the single use plastic bag. Plastic products are the scourge of our planet. Plastics have invaded all aspects of our lives. In the village of Cheapside District, should a plastic bag show up, it would have arrived from “America” in one of the barrels our mother sent to us filled with food and clothing. Maybe one of the packs of flour was wrapped in a plastic bag. After unwrapping the gifts, the plastic bag would have been tucked away like precious cargo to be used at a later date. The bag would accompany us to the little corner shop to be filled with hard dough bread, salted cod fish and tins of condensed milk, sardines and maybe on the rare occasion a block of cheese. The single serve plastic bag would web-daisybe used until holes appeared toppling out its contents on the ground, then the holes would be tied into knots and the single serve plastic bag would continue its job as a carrier. When it could no longer hold the weight of the food stuff, it would graduate to carrying soft goods like a blouse my grandmother made to its new owner. After the bag was used to shreds, the plastic bags would be turned into strips to tie the bundles of wood we foraged, in the surrounding forest for the kitchen fire. A single user plastic bag’s life would last several weeks even months until used up, shredded into bits then used as stuffing in the construction of a stone wall, or even the making of a toy.

When I arrived in the new and modern world, the practice of recycling was not used as stridently as was done in that tiny village. In the village, furniture was well made and handed down from one generation to the next with pride of ownership. In the modern world, people bought cheap, poorly made furniture, giving up the well-made indestructible coffee tables, cupboards and chairs to the garbage piles. They were not fashionable. Over the years I’ve clung to my good pieces and was seen as old fashioned for not wanting to give up my treasures. I could not let go of something I thought was beautiful and sturdy, to fill the sidewalk for the garbage man to take. I could not see how the garbage dump had space for all the junk each neighbourhood threw out week after week. The new fashionable furniture made from laminated plastic and wood dust soon broke and they too would fill the sidewalks of the surrounding neighbourhoods to be picked up by the sanitation men.

Because there is an out-of-sight, out-of-mind approach to everything we consume, we do not know how or where our eggs come from. We are not aware that a cow, chicken or sheep was once alive that sits on our plate as the hamburger or stew, we consume with impunity. Polluting Globe in the Skyis easy when we are not aware of the cost of pollution to our environment and our bodies. Third world cultures are not aware of the impact that plastics have on their world, because to them everything goes back to the earth. The idea that an item will take many lifetimes to disintegrate is foreign to them.

For profit, the ‘modern’ world floods parts of the under-developed world, that have a natural rhythm with the earth, with their toxic disgorgement. Sending toxic material to a culture that lives at one with nature is like putting toxic materials into the soil that an earthworm turns, as is its natural way. The toxic material will be turned over with everything else as usual – the earthworm does not know to separate one material from another. There was a report in the news, a British diver filmed a garden of plastic in the seas around Bali. The people in these countries are like the earthworm. They live in harmony with nature. They have always known to deposit the organic materials back to be composted in the earth.

The new materials-plastics, introduced into their world are returned to nature, into their communities the same way they do, the banana leaves for wrapping and carrying food from the market to home. Which in turn is used as vessels to hold a delicious meal baked on the fire, for dinner. The state of the oceans is the responsibility of everyone who depends on the oil based products for their livelihoods. We need jobs to provide the things we love to shop for. These jobs use the very plastics the earth is now being choked by. Will we give up our comforts to save ourselves and the species in danger of annihilation? The human being is at risk because when we have taxed the planet, we will develop and contract many toxic borne diseases that we have never seen before. Are we willing to take that road?

The solution to this problem is for us to become lesser consumers. This is becoming evident in the closing of so many big box stores that have been around for decades. We do not need more anything. We need to eat less, this will lessen the strain on our water infrastructure. We need to use what we have until it is frayed to nothing. There is no shame in wearing ripped jeans. It is now become the fashion of the day. Help our youth to find ways to use less and care more for the planet. We can do it.

PPSoniacropped for webSonia Nadina Haynes lives an ecologically aware life. She wears her clothes to holes, uses a recyclable bag at the grocery store and shops sparingly. This is not deliberate, her life spent in
Cheapside District primed her to live in a small footprint on the planet. She does have a car and walks to appointments close by. It is necessary for each of us to consider our carbon footprint as we walk consciously on the earth.

Catch The Sunrise, Heal The World

SunsetFrom the minds of creative people come questions about our existence. I have wondered many times throughout my life if I am real. Some of the strangest things have happened to me that are beyond the realm of normal, causing me to shake my head and wonder if there is something else out there affecting the neurons in my head, influencing my perception. Life presents us with challenges and most of us struggle to overcome them. We experience some of the worst things humans can go through and yet we carry on. How is it that we are able to keep going no matter what is before us?

There is within us, beyond the innate drive for survival, a spirit that desires freedom. Although it knows it is free, this spirit within us is stuck in the density of our reality. In our world, we feel the strong sense of separation, and yet we are not clear about what it is we are separate from. Many of us refer to a great spirit, or God(s) but we are unsure of what that is. All of us have felt a connection to this force, but we forgot through the experience of growing up through childhood and “getting real”. When life is going along easily and comfortable, we forget our connection to that part of us which is indefinable. It is only in challenges and pain that we raise our eyes and search the skies for – something. When life is good we don’t consider that we walk upright, despite the scientific impossibility. As babies, we examine our toes and fingers for hours. As adults we forget the wonder in our toes and fingers. When was the last time you really saw the sunrise as you rushed off to get to that early morning meeting? Taking that moment to stop despite your potential lateness, to drink in the sunrise, arriving at your appointment with cheeky “I was watching the sunrise” grin? It would be an amazing thing if all the cars on the freeway stopped all at once, in one magical moment, so it’s drivers could drink up the sunrise or sunset. I think we would smile more.

Many of us are unaware of the light. We forget about the sun until it is not there. Michael Jackson’s EARTH SONG looks at what we’ve done to the world, but we only see the state of our world, when it has already been pulled apart. We seem to notice most keenly when it is a natural disaster, than when we create the disaster ourselves. Our garbage is strewn all over, our coffee cups left at the bus stops or on the busses, paper napkins, tissues fall a few inches from the garbage receptacle. Cigarette butts carelessly tossed out a window join those tossed to the ground by others. Ashtrays were eliminated from our environments with the intention of deterring smoking which has led to littering.

Do we not believe we exist? When I see all that we do in our joys and our pain, it makes me wonder. How can a race of beings, so magical and so beautiful not revel in its beauty? Not make this world reflective of its beauty? I remember a quote, Psalms 19: 1 “The heavens declare the glory of god and the firmament showeth his handy work.” These words flow through my mind when I wake up to a snow filled sky. When I see a sunrise, I sing at the top of my voice, Cat Stevens, Morning has broken like the first morning,

What could be better than us? With the ability to break beyond recognition and to magically repair ourselves – emotionally and physically. To be able to see within the jumbled bits of broken pieces in a person and know how to put that person back together. We are not limited at all. Not by our pain, nor our fear. We are incredible in our compassion and the power of how we love. I think we need to see some of that power within ourselves so that our world can move into that higher state of consciousness we have been speaking of for so long.

Like What You See In The Mirror

Each new year brings along reflections of the year past, what we did correctly and what we did wrong. A new year comes with commitments of how we want to change the tape of our lives so that our lives will flow more in line with our dreams and ideals. As we embark on the journey into this year twenty-eighteen, the questions asked are.

What do you want this year to be?
How would you like it to look on December thirty-first, two thousand and eighteen?

There is a lot that we can do to shift our lives just one degree, which will positively benefit us, the people around us and whom we meet. That one degree activity is to be nicer to ourselves. Not just in public where others can see us doing so, but in our hearts and minds. It is necessary to see ourselves in a truly positive light.

Like what you see in the mirror. #ilikewhatisee.

It can be challenging to recognize when we are being poorly to ourselves. But this will be evident in how we treat others. If we are crumogin with ourselves, we will be stingy with others. If we spend time disliking our looks, our smarts, our financial status, we will show it to others in the way we treat them.

Male-Great-Mormon-ButterflyDo you dislike the rich?
Do you judge yourself for being poor?
Do you not like being different?

You will see it evident in the derisive words you use against people whom you perceive to be different from you. The thing that is hidden within us will always come out. “If you look up, see a person, stranger, someone different from you and immediately take a dislike to them, that person is being a reflection in your unconscious mirror reflecting back what you had been judging yourself about.” It is instantaneous, the magic of the unconscious and energy. The armour we build around ourselves as protection will always wear thin – eventually and the contents will begin to spill out. So too will the light within us spill out and illuminate the world. We can be like butterflies cocooned in our armour gaining wisdom by transforming the negative that we carry against ourselves in our hearts, into the light of illumination. That is what a guru does. That is what ascension truly is.

Enlighten the world from your inside out.

A Shift In Power For Peace

I have spoken and written in the past of the rising power of women. For most of human existence, women have relinquished their power for the good of the children and the continuation of the species. Our life span was much shorter than it is now that we needed to safeguard the future or our species would suffer further decline. Population decline may occur from natural disaster, but we have a way of getting out of harm’s way better than a hunted jack rabbit. The one thing that could cause our species to decline would be the threat from the members of the species who had no contribution to it but the introduction of a tiny organism to start that life. Women had to be on hand to ensure the continuation of the life she carried for so long. I spent a long time trying to understand some of the quirks in life, such as why we reproduce the way we do, within the mystery of the female body. It finally makes sense to me. We are not energetic beings bumbling around the universe. We have a purpose. We have a reason to exist and it is the greatest scientific experiment ever put forth.

To ensure the life of her child and the continued future of the human race, the female chose to carry the human within her womb. Her body built strength through the muscles to hold the growing child within her and those same muscles attached to nerves caused sensations that we call pain so she would know when the child was ready to be born. How amazing! This magical experience made woman the supreme creature. She carried the mysteries of life and the males of the species had no role but to sit back and watch. There are parts in Africa where women collect men like marbles, but she still carries the child, provides food and shelter and kept the household. Over time she carried the greater burden while their men who hung around waited for the next time they got the opportunity to contribute their seed.

Now women are starting to take back the power they relinquished so long ago. It is a forced transference of power. It is frightening, because we have no yardstick with which to judge the consequences of this action, but love must begin to rein again on the planet. There are men who would love to pass the baton back to the women in their lives, but it is still a challenging time of change. Women have become tired of their daughters and themselves becoming the targets for misogynists. It makes sense that misogyny have come to exist. We tend to hate the things we think we cannot control. If we cannot figure out a thing, we will destroy it. That is what we are doing to the planet right now. We have dammed waterways and dredging the oceans because they can. Hunters kill beasts that they know to be superior to themselves. The cowardice goes so far as to use guns instead of hand to hand combat with these creatures. If they chose to go after the bear, or the loin with a spear, the population of certain wild animals would be assured. This is the same with the female of the human species. As long as the females of the species allow the males to dictate the way their lives should go, we will continue with overpopulation, war and pain. When she takes back the role she is meant to play, that of supreme being, the human race will fall back into good stead and we get to enjoy a little peace.

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Our Innocent Search Of Meaning

By the time we reach late teens, we have formed our belief system. Whom to believe and what we accept as important to our spiritual growth. People of many faiths spend more time searching for something to believe and most times come up short.

I met a self-proclaimed agnostic who was an atheist, before that he was a Zen Buddhist, and grew up a Christian. When I met the agnostic he was in his forties. This man was highly intelligent. He was genius, mathematician, scientist, musician, author, logistician and artist. I asked him how he arrived at the decision to embrace agnosticism. Unwilling to speak about his beliefs, but mellowed over a glass of wine he told me of the time in his childhood where he wanted something very badly. He prayed to God, but did not get what he wanted. It wasn’t anything as frivolous as a bike or a toy. He wanted to feel safe in his home and he wanted the piece of his heart that was stolen returned. He did not get what he wanted, nor was the hole in his heart repaired. His faith in the God of his mother slowly resolved. But he knew there was something out there. He knew that there had to be a foundation to his humanity, he just could not get the answer that satisfied his curiosity. Later on in his life after his first marriage failed, he decided emphatically that there cannot be a God because if this being existed, He would not allow his heart to break again. He believed in love and God and peace and joy. He knew that there was more to his existence. Being a genius he searched in science, mathematics and eventually metaphors to find his answers and without the resounding confirmation, he slowly lost faith until in a fit of anger he declared, “There is no God!”.

Within each of is the knowledge that there is more to us than we are able to see. We want to know that we are not alone. Our proclamation to the world is often times different from that which is in our minds. He eventually came to finally deciding that maybe God does exist, he just hadn’t found proof that he could use to satisfy the deep longing within, so he chose agnosticism. Later in his life just before his death, he declared, that he was happy to go, because as he said, he wanted to know which was right. He wanted to find what he was unable to see in life, he hoped he would find in death the answer to his question, “What form did God take?” Upon his death, many years after I met him, he walked fearlessly into the night. I observer his spirit get up from his corporeal self, he spoke to me, turned and walked out the hospital room to prove his theory.

We spend our entire lives being afraid of knowing and also in great need of knowing if God exists. We KNOW there is something out there, because how is it that miracles happen every moment of every day, spontaneously? Life, for one is the miracle that is indefinable. Disease is another. How is it that our bodies can break down when we do so much to keep it in good shape? How does the salmon and the eagles replenish themselves when it was driven to near extinction?

Our wondering means that we search for meaning. It means that we have a need to know. The answers to our question is as close as our own minds. This next stage in life is for us to start looking in a different place for the God we seek. Instead of looking to the sky, it is time for us to truly go within.

“To see a World in a Grain of Sand,
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,
And Eternity in an hour.”
– William Blake, Auguries of Innocence.

Change The Programme For Success

The world is reflecting our unconscious belief system. Anger, rage, pain and despair are parts of our inner world which is spilled out into our environment. We’ve used the old ways of doing things and yet they have not been effective because most of us find ourselves struggling to find the foothold out of the pit of despair. Most of us especially the young stepping out into the world are feeling a bit discouraged with the status quo.

I like Albert Einstein’s statement probably said in frustration as he kept doing the same experiment and coming upMP900438811 with the same results, that the sign of insanity is to keep doing the same thing over and over again expecting different result. Eventually we have to shift something in the experiment to change the outcome. We humans have walked the same road, but we have found that this road is a circle. We keep finding ourselves right back where we started. There are many options but out of habit we find ourselves back on the same path doing the circle again.

How can we break away from the old outmoded ways of doing things to find our way to a future where we feel secure and safe? Life today is built on the rules and regulations of the Victorian and Industrial eras which are no longer effective in our technological world. Imagine that we were once physical beings using muscle and brawn to get by and shape our world in a tough terrain where only certain persons have power. Imagine that we have evolved into weightless beings and we are now in a stage where our vibration has elevated and we are charged with using our mental skills. If your body is not able to do strenuous work, and you continue to stress your body out, there will be a point of breaking and you will have to start from scratch, again.

If we don’t get the message then we will keep breaking as we follow the old way, until the pain gets too severe and we decide to change. Life is a scientific experiment. We are here to look at life through experiencing the various stages of being human.

Are you ready to change the programme?

You Have The It Factor. Do You Know Yours?

Queen Elizabeth recently turned ninety. When she was born, no-one expected her to become queen. Her father, fourth in line to the throne was emotionally and physically challenged. He was called the reluctant king. No one expected George VI to be king which put Princess Elizabeth further in the back of line to the throne. Because of this she may have enjoyed a much easier childhood than her son Prince Charles. He, seen next in line to inherit the throne as the future king of England and the commonwealth, had a more challenging, responsibility filled childhood.

This goes to show that any one of us can rise to something great, despite our beginnings. Sometimes having a less demanding life can be a blessing to your future accomplishments. From a past life perspective, in many lifetimes, I was born disadvantaged. I was born blind, physically challenged, deaf and mentally challenged. During those lifetimes, I observed the people around me to understand humanity. I saw the best and the worst that human beings could do to each other. This made me wise, amassing knowledge as I incarnated into each subsequent lifetime. This lifetime, I challenged myself to live the experiences I went through in the past. The question for me in this lifetime has been do I understand the human experience.

I firmly believe the children born  with or having developed mental, emotional or physical challenges are like aliens here on the planet, learning about and challenging our humanity. They are here to help us find our light through our treatment of them. Everyone is a potential genius. Everyone is a potential princess or queen. Take Grace Kelly for example. In our present history, is a story of a girl, the only surviver, a shipwrecked child from England washed up on the shores of an African country who married a prince. All things are possible. What are your possibilities?

In the readings I do for you, when I see your full potential, try not to run away in fear. All you have to do is show up to the dance. Princess Elizabeth showed up, made mistakes triumphed and she still stands the longest ruling monarch in Great Britain.

How about you?

 

Sonia Nadina Haynes Emotional Healer, Psychic/Intuitive Coach and author. She helps you to find your inner truth and create the life you want. Are you up for it? Or will you hide out from the greatest life you will every live? Email: contact@soniahaynes.com Website: www.soniahaynes.com

Easter 2016

Good Friday A Day For Sacrifice

I grew up with Good Friday. I cannot say that Good Friday for me was a day for celebration, because I was an impressionable child and I read a lot. My knowledge of the world came from books. I was brought up to believe that Good Friday was a day for sacrifice and the ultimate sacrifice was the man who carried his own cross to the hill of Calvary. The story filled me with dread because of the excessive violence and I saw the parallels to my own life. I could see why people saw the crucifixion story as a story of courage and perseverance. If one was suffering, it was good to see that a God suffered alongside us. That we are not alone. If the great and powerful God could go through such suffering for us then we can endure the little bit of pain we were experiencing.

While I understood the idea of Gods suffering for us. I did not buy into it. I asked, if god was so powerful, why was he so powerless in the face of the Romans? I got a scuff at the back of the head in response. They did not know, so they could not explain it to me.

We obediently followed the symbols, ceremoniously not lighting the fire until noon which was when Christ supposedly died. We were told it would burn his body and cause more pain. It was good for us kids as we got to drink soda, something we did not have very often. Cola Champagne, coco cola, and Ting, a grapefruit pop. We ate easter bun and  cheese from the yellow and red tin. We went to church. My imagination opened in frightful ways, imagining the man Jesus forced to drag the heavy cross after he had been tortured, along the dusty road struggling to stay upright, people yelling at him, the Romans beating and prodding him, the crown of thorns jammed onto this head hurting him as he struggled the dusty road up the hill to his eventual demise. It was like our grandmother sending us to cut the switch she would use to beat us. We had to carry the tool of our own punishment to the executioner.

I imagined Jesus laying down for the soldiers to hammer the large rusty nails into his hands and then his feet. I imagined the weight of his body pulling on the nails as the cross was being lifted, blood dripping baptizing the ones with the job of raising the cross. I imagined the extreme pain he would have experienced. While there on the cross Jesus forgave his torturers. I imagined, with extreme dread his mother and disciples standing helplessly trying to save their own lives, watched as his essence drained away in the blood dripping from his hands and feet. I imagined the people fearfully repenting their decision to send Jesus to the cross and them screaming for him to get off the cross. You have done all these miracles, you brought the dead from the grave, save yourself. Yes, I wondered why did Jesus not save himself, if he was so powerful. I had no answer. I imagined the earthquake when Jesus died and the sound of the curtains in the temple rending with a terrible sound that echoed around the area and the dead raising up to walk the street. I wonder if that is where zombies came from? My little mind was filled with questions and no answers. So I turned to observe the people around me. The ones who touted the story, justifying the glory of violence as the end to the means of making our lives better. I watched closely. I paid attention. But to no avail. I did not see the purpose to the violence that they sold.

I enjoyed the treats, though. I liked stories so I took in the storytelling. I eventually saw it as stories, because the people who were abusing us were not changed by the blood of christ nor did they seem to recognize the sacrifice that was made for them. Or at least I don’t think they seemed grateful enough to change their ways and become more giving and kind. I figured that Jesus failed in his mission, poor Sod.

Today, I see Good Friday as a symbol of our personal crucifixion. The pain we cause ourselves out of guilt and a sense of obligation to someone else’s expectation. People hooked on drugs and going through their own self-imposed crucifixion. People locked in mental and emotional disease have thrown themselves into their own moment on the cross.  Will they die? If they die, will the evidence that they existed be there, except for the knowledge of their existence to the people close to them?  Did Jesus die in vain? Are we continuing along the path to calvary, carrying our own cross to prove that we are worthy of life? It was already done. Jesus made the sacrifice. He needs us to live to find peace and forgive ourselves for what we feel we did wrong.

Good Friday to me is the end of the beginning. It is the completion of a cycle of pain and self-negation. Each day when we wake up in anger, in self-doubt, in self-hate, we deny the magic of our own inner child’s sacrifice for our own salvation. Find the way to create peace within your self and allow the healing to begin today, this Good Friday, a day of symbolic sacrifice.

 

Sonia Nadina Haynes, life coach and emotional healer. Her intention is to assist you to live your life well. www.soniahaynes.com

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Political Correctness makes Negative Behaviour

Have you ever tried to cut your own hair or trim a hedge in your garden? You have in your mind the exact shape and length you want the cut to be. You trim one side and then attack the opposite side to balance off the cut. When you look at your hair in the mirror, it seems unbalanced to you. Of course, we are our own critic. In an attempt to create the perfect cut, we see the slight imbalance in our haircut and attempt to fix it. We cut the other side trying to even out the cut and create a total mess. Soon we have cut our hair so short that we have to go to an expert to get it styled in a way that we did not want. The idea for this blog came through a conversation where several people shared their stories about ‘the hair cut’. One lady shared how her mom tried to cut her bangs and left a jagged mess before giving up trying to even out the mistake she had made.

We live in a world that exists in polar opposites. We have the North Pole and the South Pole. We have east and west and each is different, with its own climate, land mass and animals. This contrast makes our world an interesting and varied place. Only one part of the earth can be exposed to the light of the sun. The other, opposite side will always be in darkness, unless there are two suns shining at opposite sides of the world at the same time, and even then some part of the earth will be in partial darkness. This is the same for all of us. Even when we are in a room surrounded by light on all sides, the mass that we are, dark matter, will split the light and cause it to flow around us, thus defining and marking our existence.

For humans to understand the phenomenon called emotion, we need to experience the opposites – sadness, dependent on happiness to understand balance. In order for us to feel the righteousness of forgiveness, we need to experience a wrong and so on. The world and our own psyche are in a state of constant flux trying to create balance, like the pendulum that swings too far to the left and in its momentum back to balance, it swings too far to the right. This continues until the momentum is used up and the pendulum reaches a still point. In the world around us it seems that the political correctness that we embraced for the last couple of decades has swung back and the rudeness that we have kept under wraps is now uncovering itself. The political arena is a prime example. In the past, we fell into political correctness excising the words we innocently used to describe people and events in our environment. We avoided using statements and words to describe an event, a person or an activity that we’ve come to consider as hurtful. This quietened us for a while. But now the negativity is coming at us with a vengeance. We did not understood the emotional effects our words had on others and as we continue in ignorance, we are now feeling the pain that words can inflict.

For the person who spews toxic liquor in words, it is necessary to understood the  effects his behaviour and words have on the people around him. The antidote of issuing hurtful words and action is to realize that we are projecting our pain on to others because we are unable to hold it within. We cause hurt to the perceived weaker amongst us before they can inflict the pain to us. Only a hurt individual will willfully say things that cause hurt to others. Only a wounded individual will be hurt by the words spoken by another.

To become highly evolved beings, to achieve ascension, we need to be aware of our inner angst. In so doing, we will know what will make us react negatively and we can make corrections, creating balance.

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Look At Your Reflection In The Hall Of Mirrors And Find Balance

“You are the centre of your universe. Everything and everyone you encounter is a reflection of your unconscious belief system.” – Sonia Nadina Haynes

It has been said that the world is our mirror. The world as it presents itself to us, cannot be your mirror because you are kind and loving and a being of light.  How does this work with the mirror? When you were born, you knew yourself to be whole, perfect and divine.

Through challenging experiences, where you felt unheard and invalidated, you forgot this information and left the beautiful part of yourself behind. There is a brave little girl and boy, who is creative and fearless, who knows that he and she matters. He will assist your transformation if you stop long enough to hear what she has to say. Many people and especially powerful healers are hard put to connect with that innocent aspect of themselves. Because it requires diving into a pain that is so cutting, it seems impossible that it will end. Not going into the pain however, cause you to feel stuck.

You are left yearning to make a shift in your life and yet no matter how hard you try, the shift is unattainable. It is like in the commercial of the Coppertone child on the beach with the little black dog hanging on to her bikini bottom, our inner innocence holds us in place until we fearlessly allow it to emerge.

We are now in the time of the White Hall of Mirrors in Mayan prophesy. This is a time of reflection, when we face ourselves, becoming the watched and the watcher in our own lives. It is a time where we come in contact with our own inner truth hopefully without judgement. There is no good or bad in this state. It is we who think in such terms, and as we do so the world is reflecting this back to us. We are tossing thoughts out into the ether willy-nilly. I don’t like my hair. How am I going to make it through today? Why don’t I have any friends? Why am I still attracting this type of relationship? How am I going to pay the rent? These questions fill the spaces around us. Because they are questions, they require answers. Our world is constantly attempting to balance itself through presenting answers.

We cannot have the answers because we resist and forgot to look into the mirror. When we look at the reflection within our core we have the power to change the story around us. Pay close attention to the mirror. Be aware that if you do not like yourself, you will bump into people who will reflect this back at you. If you do not believe that what you have to say is important or valuable, you will meet individuals who will leave you feeling that you have no voice. These frustrating unconscious stories will show up in your body as diseases because your inner unconscious self wants you to find the truth, your truth. It needs you to know that you are important. It needs you to release the early childhood imprinting so that you can ascend into your divinity.

Sonia Nadina Haynes is a catalyst for change in the lives of all whom she meets. She is an Emotional Healing Therapist, Spiritual Teacher and Healer. She sees your past, present and future. She tells you what has brought you to this place in your life. What you need to do to resolve the present moment and what you need to do to positively impact your future.
Contact Sonia and heal your life today. contact@soniahaynes.com – 778-786-1301