Tuesday

It’s getting cold and windy outside, but earlier I went to pick up cat food in a short-sleeved shirt. In January. This has bee the most un-wintery winter yet, and it’s sad to know that’s not going to change.

The roadrunners showed up as usual, sunning themselves in the yard after the cold night. When their wings are spread and you see them from the back, they’re tiny! I love it when they raise the feathers on top of their heads.

They like to sit on the chair and look in the window; drives the cat absolutely NUTS. 😂 Yes, I need to wash the windows.

One of my friends online contracted Covid and I’ve been sending her light. She says it helps her sleep, and helps a bit with her lungs and sinuses, too. I wish I could do a session or two and cure people, but that’s out of my wheelhouse. At least I can do a little to help alleviate the situation.

Today’s the 4th day without my evening stress-relief, beer. I stopped in December for a while, but also started eating plant-based, nearly vegan, and it was too much, especially when the iron supplements I’m taking kicked my ass. Those things are brutal, with or without food. I’m really over drinking, and am determined to succeed. I’ve been posting some things on my Instagram account, and followed some sober feeds for inspiration. I still have mixed feelings about Instagram (Zuck, man….jeez), but some of the communities there are wonderful and helpful. Plus, pretty pictures for the win.

Speaking of social media, I’m staying off Twitter tomorrow. The insanity is at a new level and I can’t bear to watch what that man is doing to our democracy with the help of his lackeys. If he succeeds by some stretch of what-the-hell tomorrow, I don’t want to learn about it til the next day. It won’t change anything, but at least I’d have one last day of semi-peace, right?

And now, I’m off to listen to podcasts and set up my planner for next week.

Be safe and wear a mask!

Much love,

Pip

How and Why I Became A Lightworker

Every now and again someone asks me how I became a lightworker, and it occurred to me that I hadn’t told the story here, where it should be.

I worked on-and-off in a metaphysical store since the late 90’s, and almost every time I had a card reading I was told, “you are a healer.” I thought they were all a bit bonkers, honestly, because there wasn’t, in my mind, anything healing about me. I know my flaws, and they are many. 🙂

Move on forward to fall of 2009, and a friend of the store was in town. He was at a bit of a crossroads and had a reading with my friend Christina. Afterwards we were discussing the fact that she told him he needed to begin teaching, and I mentioned the healer thing. “Oh, you definitely are!” he pronounced without hesitation, and I was like, fine, if this dude I kind of know but not really thinks that, what the hey.

The next day’s reader, the ever-amazing Darlene Costello, came in, hobbling a bit, and mentioned that she’d messed up her knee. I literally, I kid you not, had an argument in my head, “go, ask her!”, “no, what if it doesn’t work?”, “GO ASK HER”, “but…”, “GO” for about 10 minutes. I finally gave in, asked if I could see if I might help her knee feel better and she enthusiastically agreed.

All I did was kneel in front of her, put my hands on her knee, and almost immediately she began to tell me that she saw “a purple light, in waves, like a skier going down a mountain, that swish-swish movement”, and key and some other things I forgot to write down. We were interrupted by a customer maybe 5 minutes into it, and once the customer left she told me that it “feels like a there’s a huge bandage around my knee, supporting it” and that the pain was almost gone.

Well, as you can imagine, this fired me up no end. The feedback was astonishing and I wanted to see what else could happen. I began asking if I could help just about anyone who mentioned being in pain, and feedback ranged from, “a warm poker shooting up my spine” from my friend Donna who has back and hip problems, to “it’s like little dwarves were working on my back, then the light jumped from my back, over my head, to my heart chakra”, or “lightning bolts in my liver”, and one of my favorites from Beth Pixley, “it felt like angel wings inside, very soft”.

There was one woman I distinctly remember because she made me laugh so much. She and a friend came in and she was bemoaning the fact that she couldn’t smell the incense or candles because her sinuses were clogged. So I asked. And within minutes she almost yelled, “I can smell!!!” and gave me the best tip I’ve ever received.

I also once had a woman ask if I would go to Texas with her on her vacation because her back felt so much better after just a few minutes of light.

So now, dear readers, you know how and why I became a lightworker. 🙂 I hope you will allow me to be of service to you, too, and help you feel better in some way.

Much love,
Pip 🙂

©Pip Miller – February 2020

 

This Made My Day

This year has been a humdinger so far, but forge on we do, don’t we? Yesterday I did 4 distance Heart’s Peace Healing sessions, and this gem is feedback from one of them:

I’m still laughing at the drollness. 🙂 Also, that was the old website name.

Have you had your session yet? Remember, all 30-minute sessions are $30. Tell your friends!

Happy Thursday!

Pip 🙂

©Pip Miller – February 2020

You Shouldn’t Accept Money for Energy Work

I discovered the ability to help others feel better back in 2009, and I’ve heard that line more times than I can count. The reason being either…

1: It’s a gift from God/the Universe/Spirit, so you can’t charge.

2: You can’t guarantee results.

Valid statements, but they miss the crucial point: my time is valuable (as is every other energy worker’s). And while, yes, everyone has the ability to help others and it is something innate in all of us, that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pay the one doing the work for you for their time.

The vast majority of people can cook, can write, can dip a paintbrush into paint and swipe it across a canvas; does that mean you shouldn’t pay for your meal at a restaurant, your secretary for taking your phone messages, the artist for the painting they created? Of course not!

As for guarantees; of course we can’t. No one can. Your doctor can’t guarantee results, either. Every human is different, everyone experiences medications differently (I react quite badly to most of them, even the ones specific to an issue), and not one single doctor will ever say, “I guarantee this will work. Quote me on that.” because that would be foolish and open them up to lawsuits.

I would never promise results because technically I am not doing the work – your soul and the energies of the universe are working together to give you the best boost to your innate healing that you are willing to accept; I’m just the facilitator for that boost. Say what? All that means is that if you really, on a subconscious level, don’t really want to feel better, then no medication or energy work in the world will help you feel better. It just doesn’t work that way.

That still doesn’t mean that your doctor’s time isn’t valuable, or nor that an energy worker’s isn’t. Many of us have health issues of our own, and being able to do this work and make a living at it is what makes it possible to pay our rent and buy groceries when we can’t go out and work for others. I lost my job because of my tremors and fibromyalgia and their resulting problems. I have difficulty typing, which is needed to do the sit-down work I used to do, I don’t have the physical ability to do the retail work anymore, and every single time I step out the front door my tremors kick into third gear, making finding work incredibly difficult, if not impossible. Being able to work from home has saved so many of us!

Most energy workers battle within themselves over whether or not to charge, whether those statement above are right, whether what they do actually has value, and, since the world equates the money you make with your worth, it can start a pretty nasty spiral down into the world of self-esteem and self-worth.

We just need to remember that we are valuable, and so is the service we provide!!

We bring light to the world, and every beacon of light is needed. 🙂

With hope,

Pip 🙂

March…

What a month. Not my favorite March ever, that’s for sure, but far from the worst at the same time. If you’re an astrology buff, then Mercury Retrograde is kicking my ass, and hasn’t stopped. Not an astrology buff? Well, then, this month just bit. It’s as simple as that.

On the good side, things around here have been blooming like mad for a few weeks, and this is one of my favorite spring sights every year:

Yep, that’s my local grocery story. It’s always so pretty in March!!

I’ve had plenty of time to enjoy the seasonal changes, partly due to the social media break, and partly because I’m enjoying (can you sense the sarcasm?) a new fibromyalgia issue: headaches, dizziness, and nausea. Just all of a sudden I woke up with a horrid case of all 3 last Saturday, and every day since has had some degree of them. I did some research, and while the all-over pain is the most common symptom of fibro, these symptoms are pretty much next in line. There’s a way to help alleviate them called Trigger Point Massage (this website is great!) and I’ve been doing the massage, but it’s not quite kicking it, so ugh. Yesterday was a bad day*, so I spent most of it outside in the sun, reading. My hair hasn’t been this short in eons, so I completely didn’t think about my ears; I believe I may have sunburned the tips!

The urge to check Twitter has gone away, but the urge to tweet hasn’t. My head is filled with things like:

“My doctor rocks!”

“Two hawks just flew overhead, and then a raven. And then another raven. #birdwatch”

“Oooh, if you’re in Maryland, check out a new exhibit that my friend Michael is part of! #boostthesignal”

“I took all the apps off my phone, and now I barely touch it. Why do I have a smartphone?”

Random stuff like that. Instead, it swims around in my head until something else catches my attention. It’s kind of weird how the internet has done that to us, isn’t it?

I’ve been reading more blogs (when I do get online), and I’m really enjoying that. I’ve also read 3 books in as many days. 😉

Tomorrow night I’m doing a distance healing session, and yesterday I had an in-person very, very short one (it was for as long as I could stand up without getting dizzy). I’m so happy that I’m still being asked to help others; it really makes my day.

Much love!

Pip

©Pip Miller – March 2018

*People with fibro have “flares”, days when things are really, really bad. At this point, I’m calling the bad headache/dizziness/nausea days that term, because they really, really suck.

Do You Deserve Energy Healing?

I admit it: I’m a healing-light pusher. 😉

Yes, I fully intend to make my living as a healer very, very soon, and so paid sessions are obviously my bread and butter. That doesn’t stop me from offering to send light to a friend when a need comes up out of the blue, though.

What interests me is that I sometimes receive a response such as, “I’d rather the energy be spent on those who need it more”, which, to me, has two implications.

First, that there is a belief that a stubbed toe, a sudden headache, a hand that was slammed in a door isn’t something that is worthy of being helped. That healing-light is only for “big” problems and ailments.


Nothing could be further from the truth! Healing-light is for every problem, no matter how small or seemingly insignificant. No one needs to suffer simply because there are souls who are dealing with cancer, and in comparison your issue seems trivial. Your pain still matters, especially to you! Denying yourself relief in the erroneous belief that someone else “deserves” it more is counter-productive.

Maybe you need your pain healed so that you can unexpectedly help someone in more pain that you, or you’re able to work and make a bit of extra money and donate it to a good cause, or you’re able to help someone enter a store with a bit more ease…we never know what the ‘verse has in store for us, and It is quite positive that we all deserve health. So it’s ok to accept it!

I’ll write about the second implication in my blog post next week!

How do you feel about accepting light for small problems, whether physical or emotional? Do you feel you aren’t worthy of accepting it? Why? Please, I’d love to hear your comments!

©Pip Miller – March 2016