Unforgettable Love Story

This is another part of the Marriage Made in Heaven story (Part I and Part II)

It was at the age of fifteen that Shyni decided she would marry a foreigner, or a white man as they refer to us in India. For years she had been telling her friends and family that she would do this. Shyni had a strong and independent great grandmother who was a very big influence upon her. This great matriarch taught Shyni how to think for herself and to see through the illusions that most people live under, which is one of the reasons Shyni is so compatible with me. Shyni did not like the way Indian men treated their wives and did not want to grow up to become a slave to her husband. She wanted someone who would see her for who she really was and would treat her with love and respect. She saw the odds of that happening with an Indian man to be quite slim.

Shyni’s father, Master Thomas, was a great musician and well known all over India for his talent. He had many students from all over the world coming to learn to play tabla and purchase a tabla made by the hands of this master craftsman. Master Thomas also taught twenty one other instruments, vocals, and dance. He won many awards for his work. So there was plenty of white folk hanging around the family home.

At the age of thirty, Shyni was already in danger of becoming an old spinster in her culture. Master Thomas had been looking for a husband for Shyni since she was eighteen years old. But he was trying to hook her up with an Indian man. A few of his European students offered to marry her; one of them was a handsome young movie director from London England. Even though Master Thomas wanted Shyni to marry an Indian man, he allowed Shyni to decide, and she declined them all. They did not feel like the right suitor for her. Master Thomas died shortly before Shyni’s twenty fifth birthday without finding her a husband.

Seven months before I met Shyni, when she was nearly thirty years old, a man from Vienna Austria proposed to her. He had known Shyni since she was fifteen and had been a student of Master Thomas. Shyni accepted and the next day they both went their separate ways, he back to Vienna and Shyni back to her job as a nurse in Delhi. Three months later he returned to Kumily to marry Shyni. He called her in Delhi and told her to quit her job and come to be married. Shyni did just that. But the years had corrupted what had once been a nice young man. He was sexually active with other Indian women and into drugs. He began insulting certain family members and after nine days Shyni called off the marriage. They never even touched each other, not once in the fourteen years that they knew each other. Shyni remained a virgin.

Just a few weeks before I met Shyni she became disillusioned with her life thinking that God had forgotten about her and attempted suicide. She grieved her father’s death, and her great grandmother who died at the age of 100, only months after Master Thomas, they were the only adult family members that understood Shyni and that only ones she could trust. She loved and missed them dearly. Shyni took an overdose of prescription medicine, about five times the dosage that should have killed her, and being a nurse she knew what a lethal dosage was. She awoke three days later very angry at God and asking, “Why did you send me back?” She was very upset. Her nine year old nephew Eju was the only family member to stick by her the entire time she was out cold. The adults left her to live or die, depending on the will of God.

Ten days later I came along. I knew nothing of her attempted suicide when I agreed to marry her.

Shyni’s sister and her husband Gopal came to Shyni’s home late that evening of the day I asked Shyni to marry me. I was back at my room busy writing my book. The next day I went to their house and met Jessie and Gopal. I sat down with the family to formally ask for Shyni’s hand in marriage. For about thirty minutes they asked me many questions; with Shyni interpreting I answered. Their talk sounded a bit harsh, there were times I was worried that there was a problem, but Shyni told me what they said, and I believed they were happy with the marriage. But in reality there were objections, worries and fears. Would I use her and then leave her behind? Would I humiliate the family? Her brother was concerned, her sister was supportive. Others were on the fence. I did not know this, and I am glad that I did not.

This was just like something out of a movie…no, even better…because it was happening to me. I marveled at how everything in my life, my previous experiences, up to this point made me ready, willing, and able to fully take this experience in and go with the flow of it. Even a few years earlier I would not have been up for this. Because I was on such a mission to fully understand Life I thought this was a great opportunity to immerse myself in such a different culture.

Yet there was one thing missing for me at this point, something that made me a bit uncomfortable.

These days I can tell when a woman is sexually interested in me. I even felt that kind of interest coming from the second woman I met. But I did not feel it with any of the others, and certainly NOT with Shyni. I did not feel any sort of intimate connection or chemistry with Shyni. Nor had I witnessed her express any sort of affection with any of her family members at this point.

I took some inner counseling about this. First I decided that this was too big of an event in my life for God to let me proceed if it was wrong for me. I knew something would come up to stop this wedding if Shyni was not right for me. This was not blind faith however; this was faith due to all of the amazing events that I have experienced in my life that has confirmed that God is watching over and protecting me…read my book for an overwhelming taste of those grand experiences.

The next thing I told myself was that Shyni wants intimacy and touch just like everyone else does. She has already told me how important it is for her to find the right husband and that it be for life. I could not believe that she would choose to go through her life with a man that she could not be intimate with. I figured that she was just used to holding that sort of energy back and that it would come out once we were married, when it was appropriate for her to do so. And finally I knew that I had the ability to bring the absolute best out of a person. Since Shyni was willing to work at making this relationship good, I knew I could teach her how to be a good lover if she had any difficulties at the start.

I also explained my concerns about intimacy with Shyni. I told her, “Physical intimacy is very important to me. I am not like an Indian man; I am not looking for a servant. Intimacy is the biggest reason
that I want a wife. Being my lover must come naturally and should not done out of duty and obligation.” Shyni’s response was simple, “You don’t have to worry, I understand.” She was too shy to say anything more about this issue. I finished that conversation by telling her, “I take my commitment to marry very seriously and will do everything I can to ensure we have a happy marriage. But I will not stay in a marriage that has no intimacy; I will not stay in a marriage that is unhappy. Please make sure you considered this before we proceed.”

By the end of the third day, although I had not touched her, I had gotten physically close enough to Shyni to feel the warmth of her intimate energy bodies. They did not close off when I came close. She felt very receptive. This helped to ease my worries.

Over the next few days I spent most of my time at her family home. Her sister, brother-in-law and their children stayed there for six days. With each day came more and more confirmation that I had made a good decision; especially when I saw how affectionate she was with her niece and nephew.

Although they had little money or income, they owned a nice home in a great spot right next to a grassy field which borders the wild animal preserve. Wild monkeys stop by frequently and I had an encounter with wild elephants while walking only half a kilometer from her house.

Shyni’s brother Shyam was twenty three at the time. He followed in his father’s footsteps, making tablas, teaching music, and singing his heart out. Shyam is also a world class musician; he gave his first public performance at the age of three. In the midst of the family making this decision, Shyam got a phone call inviting him and his group to give a live performance at a music college. We all interpreted this as a good omen, as God’s blessing, on our decision. This was a very high honor for Shyam because of the quality of this school and because he was the only outside performer that was invited.

When they suggested that I go along to the concert with him I was resistant due to the great traveling distance and a loss of two days time from writing my book. Intuitively I knew this would be a good experience to help bind me with Shyni’s family. My intuition turned out correct because Shyam was still a bit leery of me and he had the power to stop this marriage from happening. After that Shyam liked me and considered me a down to earth regular person, so I am glad that I went. I had trouble communicating with Shyam and his fellow musicians because they spoke very little English and I spoke no Malayalam at the time. (I am still learning; it is the second most difficult language on the planet.) I had to use all of the patience I could muster up and quiet my frustrations when things did not go as I expected, which was often. It was quite an adventure and learning experience for me.

On February 28th 2005, one week after meeting Shyni, we went to Peermade, a city that was an hour away for our “first” marriage. It was done in a law office which begun the legal process for marrying a foreigner. This consisted of signing a legal document that contained wedding vows and filling paperwork with the government. They contacted my country, the USA, to make sure I am not already married. It takes forty days for this to complete.

However there were complications…when we got there the attorney who was handling the paperwork did not have the required “stamp paper” to write the official documents on. I had driven to Peermade alone on the motor cycle that I had rented from Mohammad. It was a beautiful drive through the Western Ghats Mountain Range that I enjoyed thoroughly. The rest of the family came by bus, the common form of transportation for the majority of the people of India. There was no stamp paper to be found in this small legal town we were in, don’t ask me why, that’s just how Indians do business. So I was elected to take Gopal, Shyni’s sister’s husband, and drive to another town to find it. After a few hours of searching we came back empty handed.

Meanwhile the family had made a few phone calls and located stamp paper in another town but I was too tired of driving to make yet another one hour round trip drive. My contract with Mohammad, who I rented the motor bike from, prohibited me from letting anyone else use the bike. So it was with great reluctance that I gave the motor bike to Gopal and the attorney to go and retrieve the stamp paper.

About forty minutes later we get a phone call from Gopal, they had an accident. They were both hurt and the bike badly damaged. A jeep was sent to recover them and brought them back to the hospital in Peermade. Poor Shyni, she was so afraid that this would jinks the marriage. She was afraid that I would back out. I did everything I could to reassure her that I was not going to back out over this problem. But her fears would not go away. As I probed deeper, I found that she had greater worries. Shyni was deathly afraid of Mohammad and what he would do when he discovered that his bike was damaged. I did my best to soothe her worries; I told her that I would buy the bike from him if it came down to that. It seemed to help a little, but all of the family was on the worry train of thought so they were influencing her too.

The attorney required a cast for his broken leg, Gopal required stitches for the gash above his eye, but they would live. After the medical dramas were dealt with, we still had time to do the legal work. A funny thing happened when it came time for me to sign the legal papers…I got hot feet. Not cold feet, but hot feet, unusually hot feet. I figured it reflected just how much I wanted this marriage to take place.

Because of the drama with the bike and Gopal’s injuries, Shyni decided to go home with her sister and Gopal to help Gopal get further medical treatment. Gopal’s brother, who worked at a bike repair shop in the big city of Kottayam, came to get the bike and repair it.

Before Shyni put me on the bus to returned to my home-stay in Kumily she warned me not to tell Mohammad about the wedding and the bike. I objected saying, “What am I going to tell him about the bike? He will see that I don’t have it. He will ask questions. I can’t lie to him.”

Shyni was very worried. She told me, “You can’t tell Mohammad anything. He will stop our marriage if he finds out.”

My response was, “A corrupt person like that does not have the power to stop our marriage. We have much more power than he does. We already have the first part done. So what can he do?”

Shyni ended by saying, “You don’t know him like I do. You have no idea what he will do. He will make trouble, you can be sure of that.”

I got on the bus and headed “home”, I was not sure what to think. But I was certain I was not going to let this boy interfere with my life.

Stay tuned for – The Kidnapping and The Wedding!

But First Continue Reading - The Elephants of India

Love and Blessings,
Michael Skowronski
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This is the last part of the Life Coaching Transcript for Laurie. Here are its first and second part.

Laurie said:

…We are all going in together to share a booth at the local New Age Expo here in November, and now she dropped out of participating in that… bla bla bla (no insult intended) … but it’s like she wants it to go just HER way instead of allowing every to have equal say as a TEAM.

Do you really want to be involved with that energy when you present your skills to the public? Or is this a learning experience whose time has passed? Or can you let it all go, and just bring your sweet loving energy to the expo and stand out amongst the crowd?

Keep asking yourself such questions and go with the answer that feels the best to you.

Laurie said:

…In my additional defence, I’ve gotten strong feedback from at least 3 others in the group that she is the one out of line and I have not done ANYTHING wrong.

Of course that is the case. Whenever anyone is expressing strong emotional feelings it is theirs and only theirs. It’s a good thing to remember when it is you that is ranting and raving too! Your part in it is that you simply still believe you are less than others and deserve to take a beating for it.

Laurie said:

…But after exchanging heated emails, she called me and the conversation left me with that feeling of someone trying to assert their own viewpoints on me

Your participation in this is your own doing. Don’t respond. I know how hard that is, but look where the choice you made got you. Learn from this and cut these sort of things short!

Laurie said:

…but it leaves me with that feeling like as a kid, when your parents spank you “for you own good because I love you” — does that make any sense?

Anytime someone is taking on the strong emotionally charged accusations of another it is because of earlier wounding and a low sense of self-esteem. The fix for this is to focus your attention elsewhere and remind yourself that…Whenever anyone is expressing strong emotional feelings it is theirs and only theirs. The more you do this the less attractive you are to people like that. But the best part is that you discover that there are more and more nice loving people out there who own their own feelings and don’t blame you for their problems.

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This is the second part of this Life Coaching Transcript for Laurie .

Laurie said:

… but there is another piece, that I am more of an introvert in the first place, and have a HUGE creative side to my nature and have been developing my art and photography interests this last year.

Right now this may be the best thing for you to focus on. It sounds like it gives you joy and that you have less resistance in this area. Art is a very healing thing. Bring your energy to a place of great passion, joy and enthusiasm before you begin your work and your images will convey this to your admirers.

If someone asks you a question, if they actually come to you seeking comfort and advice, are you introverted or are you enthusiastic and ready to help? So remain open and let it come to you. When the time is right to make things happen you will be guided.

But most importantly know this… you affect people everyday of your life… people who will never tell you how much you changed their life. With each success you have, with each joyful moment you create within your own mind and feelings, you are adding to the light on the planet. This is a fact! This does affect thousands of people. Your desire to grow and expand draws more life force energy through us all… It has done this for me today.

Laurie said:

And I’ve also discovered another cool possibility for a home business, creating stargazing ceilings for people with a special process available through a company called Starscapes! It is the magic-loving/creative side of me that is REALLY attracted to that, and I’ve sent for their intro kit and sample.

Laurie said:

There are so MANY choices about how to do any one of the things I am interested in! …The other part is, I am genuinely swayed and get enthused about each area of interest as I am exposed to other people who are into the same thing or material I find on the web… most days, by the end of the day I feel dizzy from all my shifts of feeling enthused about one thing after another, and frustrated by my lack of significant momentum toward any one of them!

Some things just do catch my eye and I investigate. But I set time limits on this and I tell myself, “There will always be plenty of choices on offer. When I am ready, there will be some fantastic ground floor opportunity to get into. But right now I am doing what I love and that is teaching.”

See, again it is about reaching for the better feeling thoughts. Because the offers of great wealth feel good we tend to go towards them. This is good, until it feels bad as you described. But there are other things that feel good too, so pick the most important ones to you and make them the priority.

Referring to your hypnosis training you said heaps but I’ll focus on this:

… it involves lots of regression to cause and informed child work plus forgiveness work of others and self, and sometimes parts mediation if necessary due to secondary gain issues. Being an Abe-head, there is something about that that just doesn’t sit right with me

Hypnosis happens all the time… if you listen to Abraham speak he is always using hypnosis. All you need to do is create an altered state in someone and then program them with the tools to get to where they want.

For example…

Can you remember a time when you were hypnotized? Can you remember how being regressed felt and how it brought up all that pain? Go ahead feel that memory of all that pain now. Did it feel good? No, well don’t do that anymore!

How do you feel when you listen to Abraham? Do you feel inspired and passionate? Do you feel the sense of, “Of course this is so easy?” As you remember this feeling… know that you too can create this state in another. Listen carefully to Abraham as he does this. Let the feeling sense of it settle into your being. YOU TOO CAN DO THIS for others! Did you get that?

YOU TOO CAN DO THIS!

They want to feel good. So listen to what they complain about and recognize it is an indication of how important the topic is to them. Tell them how you understand the importance of this issue. You gain immediate rapport when you do this. Create a better feeling image around the important bits. You can do this! Repeat yourself. You can do this. The programming sinks in deeper and deeper as you repeat yourself. You can do this too! You can even do it in writing as I have just been doing with you!

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I received the following question from one of my blog readers…
“Do you think that we are put on this earth to reproduce certain children or for another purpose and when that is done and over with that God takes us back with him or on to something better?”

My answer is as follows…

There are many reasons that we incarnate into physical form. The first and foremost reason that we take our first incarnation, is so that we can know ourselves as an individual soul amongst all of God’s creations. We still retain our oneness with God and All That Is but we gain an individuated experience, one of comparison of us to all of the rest. The sum total of all of our individual experiences is what makes us unique and what forms the boundaries that seemingly separate us from others. God is made up of all of these individual experiences of Herself and so much more.

This is a game for God, entertainment, something to do with Her creativity and with eternity. This is a way for God to experience Himself. As a single being, which ultimately God is, God has nothing to compare Herself to. But as the myriad of multiple beings, God can choose a single perspective and experience Himself in relationship to the rest of creation. The individual soul is the storage place for those experiences. The multiple souls are the many different perspectives from which God can know Herself.

My late wife Kathryn, the one in my book, died in 1998. She has reincarnated as the daughter (Geethu) of my wife’s sister (born in June 2002). We have all but adopted her legally and have promised to do so as soon as we can. When I was first told this by two different psychics in India I was surprised…but as I consider all of Geethu’s personality traits they are just like Kathryn. It does feel like this is accurate to me.

We do not leave this life until we are ready. You as an ego being may not be aware of your readiness but your soul is…and many people are consciously aware of it. If you choose, you can develop your awareness to the extent that you are consciously aware and even though you may not tell others you will know when you are ready to go.

We hit a state of completion, a state where we have done what we came to do, and it is more than one thing, much more. This body, this ego, is capable of only so much. To have other experiences, we need a different body and a different ego. Have you ever marveled at children and what they can do? Have you ever wished you were born when they were with the resources they have and imagined what more you could do? That is it! WE ARE THE CREATORS OF OUR LIFE AND EXPERIENCE…desire is the way we create.

Read Neale Donald Walsh’s book “Home with God: In a Life that Never Ends” IT WILL BLOW YOU AWAY! I know from my own personal peaks behind the vail that life is FAR BIGGER than we can ever imagine. And I do believe that Neale gets it right at least 98% of the time.

We definitely came here with MANY purposes. Not just one. So do not limit Life in that way.

Love and blessings,
Michael Skowronski
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When I first began speaking to Shyni I was talking in broken English as I had become accustom to speaking with all of the locals that way. But when I asked Shyni a question she replied in very good English which surprised me. It turned out that Shyni spoke six different languages. After that we had an excellent conversation, Shyni was easy to talk to.

Shyni had worked as a nurse for ten years, some of that time she spent in Delhi, which is India’s Capital city. She was highly respected for her work (and now I too understand why), as Shyni told me a few stories of her work life, I was very impressed. She had done many selfless things, like canceling a vacation to help a young man who had a very bad accident. As Shyni was getting ready to leave for that vacation a doctor grabbed her and told her he needed her help in the emergency room. The surgery lasted nine hours. After this young man’s surgery was over, he had no-one else to take care of him and no money, so Shyni canceled her trip and spent the next few weeks nursing him. There was no romance; her actions came from her compassion. Her story brought tears to my eyes and I prayed to God that if she was not destined to be my wife that I find a woman just like her.

When I met Shyni she was just thirty years old which was sixteen years younger than me. And she was very beautiful. Even though I was concerned that this was still too young for me, I decided to get to know her better anyway. Of course Shyni is black, nearly as black as they come. She is a very spiritual woman and has a strong desire to help people. When she told me her birth date, I was happy because I knew it was reasonably compatible. Still I checked the numerology report, which gave a fantastic report. The only thing that the report left in doubt was how compatible we would be sexually, it cautioned us that our sex life might be the challenge for us. I knew I would have no chance to find out for sure before our marriage, so this did concern me just a little bit. In all other ways the report said it was a very good match…a match made in heaven.

The next day I took the report to Shyni and asked her to read it and verify that it fit her personality.

Most people are amazed at the accuracy of these reports; they think I have sent spies out to gather information about them. Even still, a few people don’t feel that the reports are accurate for them, so I wanted to check. Shyni confirmed that the report fit her like a glove, she laughed many times at the things it said because it was so revealing.

All of my life I told myself I would never marry a woman who I had not had sex with. I have met too many women who were not affectionate and not very good sexually. Yet here in India my chances of having any sort of intimacy before marriage seemed extremely remote. I was at the point where I had to decide…do I agree to marry Shyni and stick around to get to know her, or do I leave and never see her again? No one told me those were my choices, but I understood that it was so.

Everything else felt right. Intellectually Shyni fit into my life, but the feelings told me more. I was excited about having this woman as a partner. I felt like I was getting a really good, kind and loving human being for a wife and partner. However, the sexual thing was a very big deal to me. After all I am a Scorpio. By that time in my life I could feel if a woman had the hots for me. I knew with absolute certainly that if a woman wanted me in a sexual way I could feel it. And I was not feeling any sexual energy coming from Shyni.

Finally however, I decided that God would not put me in this situation, or that He would stop me before we committed, if Shyni would have no sexual attraction for me. So I made the commitment. I asked Shyni to marry me and she said yes. At most we had only spent about three hours together before we made our decision.

Shyni’s brother Shyam was the first person I met when I arrived at Shyni’s house that morning. He was working on the front porch on a pair of broken tablas. He shouted out something in Malayalam that I could not understand, and Shyni came to the door. Shyam did not look happy to see me. Actually he scared me just a little; he felt like a protective big brother. It turned out he was eight years younger than Shyni. I met Shyni’s mother. They called her Chechi which meant elder sister. Later I would experience strangers who were younger than Shyni calling her Chechi. Shyni’s mother greated me politely and then went back to her work in the kitchen leaving me to talk with Shyni.

I had met Shyni’s nephew Eju, a cute ten year old boy. I was told he was staying with Shyni, her mother and brother because of the school exams. Once they were finished he was to return to his parent’s house, which was three hours away by bus. After we agreed to get married, Shyni called her Sister, Eju’s birth mother, and told her the good news. Jessy was happy for Shyni and made arrangements for her and her husband Gopal to come to stay with the family in Kumily.

When I first arrived at Shyni’s house, before we had even discussed the numerology report, she gave me some disturbing news. Mohammad, a young Indian man who I knew, had been spying on us as we had our introductory meeting the night before. He was standing just outside of the window of Meena’s home where we were meeting and he was listening in on our conversation. Once I had left, Mohammad burst into their home and started shouting at them all, “What are you doing? Shyni can’t marry him. He is a very corrupt person. He had five wives and he killed them all. He will kill you too.”

I was shocked, but things were beginning to make sense now. I ran into Mohammad right before going to meet Shyni for the first time. He was someone I knew because he was friends with the owners of my home-stay. Also I had rented a motorcycle from him. Since he spoke pretty good English, I asked him to teach me a few Malayalam phrases that I could use in my conversation with Shyni. When Mohammad realized I was going to meet a prospective wife, he asked me, “Are you going to meet Shyni? I know where it is you are going. I know the woman who is arranging this. I am sure it must be Shyni that she is introducing you to. Do not marry her. She is corrupt. She is a very bad woman in this community.” At the time he said this I just blew him off. I knew I could sort out the good from the bad.

I did not understand why anyone would do such a thing, why they would want to interfere. But I was about to embark on a life lesson that still has my head spinning in wonder to this very day.

Why was it that everyone in Shyni’s family was so afraid of Mohammad? How would a motorcycle accident incite him to kidnap my brother-in-law and a family friend? How was it that the lovely couple who owned the home-stay I was sleeping at were involved in Mohammad’s corrupt little world?

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The Suicide and the Accident

Love and Blessings,
Michael Skowronski
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I arrived in India on January 8th, 2005. It had only been eight months since I was deported from Australia and I could not wait to get out of the United States again. After living in Australia for five years I knew there was more to see in the world and I did not want to be stuck in a country I had already lived in for 40 years. Been there done that.

I had never wanted to go to India. Many people I had met in Australia had gone there, they loved it…and they ALL reported getting sick while in India. I didn’t want to go to a place where I was guaranteed to get sick. That did not sound like fun to me. But here I was embarking on a journey I thought I would never take.

At the time I gave Paramahansa Yogananda’s book Autobiography of a Yogi the majority of the credit for my about-face-decision to go to India. I had read the book two other times before but at that time it felt more like a fairy tale than anything else. But in August of 2004, less than a year after my first Self-realization experience, I felt drawn to read it again. My Self-realization experience was a gift from God; it was an experience I had no control of and could not create at will. It left me longing for more…Yogananda had reported having such experiences in his book. He went on to describe the practices the he had been learning from his master, the techniques for deliberately achieving that state of Samadhi. Yogananda also described in great detail the feats of many great masters he had encountered who had achieved this state. I got the notion from reading his book that going to India might help me unlock some inner doors. Thus I made the decision to go to this mystical magical place known as India, the land of a million spiritual masters.

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It was a warm and lovely Sunday afternoon, just an hour before dusk actually. I took my kayak out for a stroll around the canals to catch that last magical hour of daylight. This happened when I was living on the Isle of Capri, on the Gold Coast of Australia. Oh how I loved living there. (Go to Google.com and select maps and then search for the address “13 The Lido Isle of Capri Australia” and select the Satellite view to see where I lived and where Paradise Island was. Living there kept me very fit. Kayaking, Rollerblading, Body Surfing!)

The first part of my journey required a bit of effort to paddle against the current in the wide tidal river that connects my canal system to another nearby one. For no more than ten minutes I had to paddle vigorously. After that I got a rest as I took it easy and cruised down a lazy stretch of canal that takes me around Paradise Island.

On this particular occasion I was hot from my big push across the river and really in the mood to kick back and go with the flow. So I lifted my feet and legs up out of the kayak and rested them on the top of the covered section of the kayak.

Lounging in my kayak in this way was not the most stable position to be in; it was easy to tip over because of the weight of my legs on the topside of the kayak. It was very comfortable, but I had to be very careful with each movement I made.

I paddled slowly along this resort-laden stretch of suburbia and enjoyed the sights and the sounds. The sounds were particularly rich this time of the evening. Not only were the birds singing but the sounds of laughter and people on vacation filled the air. This was a resort town.

Then all of a sudden, from my left came the hooting and hollering of a teenage boy on the warpath! It was a bit of a shock and immediately caught my attention. Next came the sound of a metal gate squeaking and slamming closed.

The remaining schoolies in the spa were now chanting, “Go… Go… GO!!!” I knew this Australian youth was after me. I was his prey and he had the look of determination on his face. Based on his physique I quickly surmised that I had no chance of fending him off and he had a very good chance of succeeding in overturning and capsizing me.

My dear reader, what would you have done in this situation? Would you have tried to get away? Would you have attacked him with your paddle? Would you have peed your shorts?

The way I was lounging in my kayak was not conducive to making a quick getaway. I would have flipped myself over if I had tried due to the unstable distribution of my weight on the top part of the kayak. And this lad would have been upon me by the time I got my legs and feet inside of the kayak.

Not only did my options seem limited but I decided I would rather shift this with my energy. I thought, I am NOT a vibrational match to being shoved out of my kayak by some young lad out for a bit of fun and mischief!

So I got a grip on my mind and calmed my racing heart. As this young man rapidly approached my kayak I laughed deep and loud and said to him, “Great idea! You gave me a bit of a fright there for a moment. Please don’t dump me out; I have my mobile phone in here.”

The spunky lad was huffing and puffing but he had heard me. He began looking into my kayak and so I produced my dry bag, which contained my mobile phone. It was safe even if I was dumped into the water, but he did not know that.

Meanwhile his friends were making a lot of noise pushing him to do the dastardly deed. This lad lifted my phone into the air and yelled out, “He has valuables!” There were people on both sides of the canal observing this exchange of energy and waiting for him to dump me.

We talked for a little bit, shook hands and then with one mighty push he sent me on my way.

I reveled in the feeling of exhilaration! I was excited and happy to be alive. I had not been in real danger, but it was thrilling just the same. My heart was pounding and I was grateful to have had such an encounter with this young being.

I thought about how different it could have turned out. I marveled at how powerful our energy can be. I knew without a doubt that I had commanded that situation by being firm and clear in my intention.

When I got home and shared this story with my new housemates, a couple of Australian women, they were shocked to find out that the boy did not turn me over. Knowing Aussie lads the way they do, they figured it was a sure thing.

You see, when you take control of your mind and your vibration you take control of your entire life! You become safe because you will feel when you are in danger. You will know what actions to take and when to take them.

There have been times when I ignored messages that could have saved me trouble, but there have NOT been times (in the last few years) when I missed the messages altogether. Most of the time I either miss trouble without a (physical) clue it was ever there, or watch it move past me while being grateful for having such a clear connection to my guidance system.

You must know that it has not always been this way for me. I used to have experiences that were quite painful and difficult and no clue as to how they came about. These are skills that anyone can learn…even you dear reader. So I encourage you to continue to put the lessons I am teaching in these blogs to use and to follow up by asking questions in the comments of these blogs, or privately by email.

Kind and Loving Regards,
Michael Skowronski
Author of Unforgettable: A Love and Spiritual Growth Story

P.S. Check out my post titled Is Your Past Real for another story of how I staved off danger by changing my mind and energy!

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I have had the pleasure to listen in on at least four hundred different channeled coaching sessions offered by more than five different channelers. They all have one thing in common. The entity being channeled did not listen to every minute detail of the problem. The client would be cut off within a short time and counseled on clarifying their energy.

I used to get upset when I, or someone else was cut off while describing all the gory details of the problem. I thought it was necessary; how could these entities know how to solve this problem without the details? The outside events seem so real and seem to need a solution designed specifically for it.

The solution to all problems is the same. Turn your focus away from the problem and towards anything else that feels good. Most people find this too simplistic and don’t even give this a real try or they are not in touch with their own feelings enough to know what feeling good feels like.

It takes practice. You have old habits of tolerating pain and discomfort. To break a habit and establish a new one takes deliberate effort. If you don’t understand how something will help you then you are unlikely to put effort into trying. This is why the depth teaching is necessary. This is why books written by people who have mastered these life skills are essential reading to anyone who seeks to grow past the challenges they face in their life.

Once you do turn your attention to something that feels better the Universe is free to sort out your problem for you. When you need to get involved your Source will let you know and guide you to the actions you need to take. But you have to be in touch with your feelings and become aware of what you are thinking to follow this guidance.

In my own life I no longer allow myself to dwell on those minute details either. The progress I have made since I ceased this activity has accelerated tremendously. The focus of the counseling I do is the same. It breaks the traditional counseling model of sitting and listening to the client for an hour and giving very little advice. That only keeps the client stuck in the vibration of the problem.

Even traditional hypnotherapy sessions hold the same pitfalls. They take the client to the origination of the problems and stir up the old feelings for the purpose of expressing and releasing them. They are not released! They have only been brought back to life.

This is a vibrational universe; everything is matched up by vibration. Discussing the problem only adds more energy to it and draws more experiences that match this vibration to those involved in the discussion. We want solutions, not more problems.

When I was thirty years old I read a book that told me how people just want to be heard. They did not want you to solve their problems for them; they just needed a compassionate ear to listen.

Okay, I can understand how this helps the individual feel worthy and important because someone is willing to listen. But that is only teaching them to get undivided attention by talking about problems. In other words you are asking the Universe to deliver you more problems so that you can talk about them in order to receive attention.

One of the reasons that listening was perceived to be better than offering solutions was that too many people were offering solutions from the wrong perspective. They too believed that the problem existed in the outside world and the solutions they offered were about doing battle with the problem. The person with the problem was only receiving statements that told them how they were doing the wrong thing and they should have done such-and-such instead.

We do create our reality through the attractive nature of our vibration. By being aware of the vibrations we are creating with our thoughts and attention we really can create the reality we want. This is where our power lies, and it is a very real power indeed.

It is important to assure the client that they are worthy, lovable and perfect the way they are. There is nothing wrong with them and this is one of the keys. They may have habits of thoughts and actions that need to be changed, but they are simply life skills that need to be practiced and learned such that new habits of thought are formed. It never ends, we never run out of time to try again and improve on our last attempts.

Kind and Loving Regards,
Michael Skowronski
Author of Unforgettable: A Love and Spiritual Growth Story

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Is sexuality spiritual? So many religions and cultures would have you think not. Yet probably most people reading this forum would disagree. The talk is pretty open on it.

From my own personal experience in life I have come to the understanding and wisdom that sexuality is indeed spiritual. In fact all of Life is spiritual, because it all springs forth from spirit. Sexuality is one of our soul’s biggest reasons for incarnating into physical human form.

So why do masters preach abstinence? Why do religions make it taboo? Well, if you are paying attention and reading the vast volume of profound spiritual material that is available these days you will know that masters will speak of both relationships and celibacy as a path to God.

It depends upon the person, what experiences are next for them, the desires of their soul, and the desires of the ego physical human body. If you have a strong desire, you must either fulfill it or discipline it out of yourself. It is easiest if desire is never created, but once it is, it is often easier if it is fulfilled than to try to tame it back and cut it off. And all too often it is the deep desire of the soul which must be fulfilled at some point in time and space.

As a being evolves and has enough experience with their sexual desires over many lifetimes, those desires are fulfilled and celibacy becomes natural. The being learns that the physical relationship is actually depleting compared with what he/she could be doing with that same time and energy. It is not that the pleasure of sexuality is gone; it is still very much enjoyed. But the need for it is gone and there are other goals that require that energy.

You know how when you want something really badly, and it is expensive, you decide you can do without certain things, you can cut back. Even though you like those things, you want this other thing so much more. And what happens is God gives people a taste. An experience of Self-Realization. They get a glimpse and true remembrance of the fact that they are God, they are one with Everything, and that they created Everything. It is so beautiful, and so addicting, that they will give anything to have it.

And so they are motivated to stretch and to reach and to practice. If a person is so lucky, has advanced enough in their personal spiritual growth, they have such an experience. It is the push, the motivation, to reach for that state. The practices become known to them and the effort begins. Thus they have no time or energy for sexuality. It becomes a distraction rather than a pleasure.

This is why abstinence is taught. Abstinence is not meant for those who are not ready for it. But there are plenty of people who do not understand the teachings of the masters and they go about preaching and creating religions with only half understood truths. Also there are too many people who want to know God so badly, they want a taste of divine union so badly, that they think if they imitate the masters, and remain celibate, that they will achieve the same level of awareness quickly. For most this does not happen, they only frustrate themselves, especially when they break their vows.

So it is time to go within, and decide for yourself whether you are meant to fulfill your sexual desires or if you are over it. There is no right or wrong as a rule. Do not let others dictate how appropriate your sexual expression is. There is only right or wrong for you. Feel your feelings, understand the thoughts that are at the root of those feelings, and go with the thoughts and feelings that bring you joy and love. In this way you will bring clarity into your life and your sexuality.

Love and Blessings,
Michael Skowronski
Author of Unforgettable: A Love and Spiritual Growth Story

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A few years ago, when I was forty two years old and living alone, I heard a noise coming from the downstairs entryway. I had just laid down in the bed and turned off the lights when the noise began. I tried to ignore it, but the noise got progressively louder. The louder it got the more I focused upon it. The more I focused on it the louder it got.

My mind began to imagine that it was a person rummaging through a huge heap of boxes that were stored under the stairway. I listened carefully, not sure if I wanted to get up and check it out or not. I even started to get frightened. That was when I knew I had to find out what it was. My heart was racing as I went to confront the perceived intruder and frighten them off.

I kept telling myself that it had to be something else, but my ears and mind was hearing an intruder in my house. When I got to the top of the stairway and turned on the light I could see a single rhinoceros beetle bouncing from one wall to the other and into boxes.

This happened in the tropical Far North of Queensland, Australia…Cairns to be precise. Those beetles are pretty big and seem indestructible. They made an unbelievable amount of noise. So much so that even after I knew what it was, and after many months of living there, I was still frightened by that sound and the imagination in my mind. And I had to check out such sounds more than once.

Do you go and explore your fears? Look at what the result is; clarity! More often than not the fears are unfounded.

Lately I have become very good at differentiating between the fearful voices in my head and truth. I have become skilled at allowing a thought to be there, feeling the feelings that go with it, and challenging the truth of the thought. Yet I can still experience the fearful reality that the thought offers, especially when I have not gotten to the bottom of the thoughts and where they are coming from.

Why is this important? Because when you develop this skill you can experience reality shift and change in an instant. When this occurs on a regular basis you will know that you do create your own reality. When you know this, what is there left to fear?

Really, it’s true. When you know that you create your own reality, and how you are doing it, why would you create something to truly fear? You would not! So stop being afraid and stop creating experiences worthy of fear.

Kind and Loving Regards,
Michael Skowronski
Author of Unforgettable: A Love and Spiritual Growth Story

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