by Susan K Morrow | May 27, 2013 | Business/Entrepreneurs, Channeled Messages, Interesting Info, Suzi-Q & A, The Psychic Has Pspoken!, Your Life
I hope your holidays were great! Mine were! And as I rang in the New Year, I started thinking about what I do, what I like to do, and what inspires me. And what I came up with might just inspire you.
This might be sort of like what you do with each New Year, or maybe every month or something like that. If not, I suggest you take a moment every now and again to review where you’ve been and think about where you’d like to go. At the very least!
2010 was hellacious for me–as it probably was for you. Most people I know, including clients, friends, and family, had a tough year. And you may have read my posts about looking for the end of it to come soon.
So as 2010 wound down, I was certainly looking forward to something new, better, different, a time in my life when I can experience all the joyful things I think of. And I thought about times in the past when I have been successful and comfortable–and experiencing all those joyful things! I remembered my first business…
I woke up on a Monday morning in May, 1999, and had a very clear inspiration: I would begin a business based on my former job. To create this business, I sat down with my old job description and my “Directory of Facilities and Services” (I had been a facilities manger for a large corporation), and I wrote down a list of all the tasks therein that I enjoyed doing. Anything I didn’t like to do was definitely not included.
This is how I developed my menu of services for my business.
Next, I made a list of everyone I could think of who worked or owned a business in Austin. I started calling every person on that list, about 250, and telling them what I was doing. I wasn’t making sales calls, just saying hello and what I was up to. I asked them to keep me in mind if they knew of anyone who needed a service that was on my list.
Well, lo and behold, it wasn’t long before I talked to someone who knew someone. Within days, I had my first contract!
As much as I loved that business, I have come a long way since 1999! And my current business is very different from that one. But I took a page from my old 1999 book, and I sat down this year and looked at my services. I enjoy doing all of them, so I asked myself, what do I love to do the most?
I’ve known the answer for a long time: sit around and chat. I love to talk with people. And I especially love to teach. So what really inspires me is…you! If I don’t have anyone to sit around and chat with, how can I serve in the way I was meant to serve?
Thus, I’d have to say that my favorite service is Suzi-Q&A (psychic readings), which I do in private readings by phone or Skype and in person for groups. I answer questions and/or give mini-readings and, along the way, I give insight into everyone’s life.
With all of this introspection, I came to this conclusion: In 2011, I am concentrating on Suzi-Q&As and individual readings and coaching. Oh, I will definitely continue to offer all my services, but I will focus mainly on answering questions–your questions.
Since I feel called to teach and share with others all that I know about the workings of the Universe, this seems to make the most sense.
So keep an eye on me, my emails (sign up here), and this blog. You’ll definitely want to see what happens next!
by Susan K Morrow | May 27, 2013 | Health & Spirit, Interesting Info, Tales from the Psychic's Diary, Your Life
Do you get stressed out as each year draws to a close and the holidays are upon us?
Lots of people do and, with due respect to the men we love, it’s usually the women who bear the burden of holiday preparations.
Personally, I really enjoy decorating and cooking, planning meals and shopping for gifts for everyone I love. That doesn’t mean it isn’t stressful and exhausting. As a perfect example of the way that our spirits make sure we do what’s best for us, here’s a story from my Christmas Day a couple of years ago:
I did all the work, as usual. I’m a widow, so there isn’t even a lazy husband to gripe about; I just have to do it. And I do enjoy it, but a few days before Christmas, I stood looking at all the gifts I had shopped for and wrapped, gleaming under the tree that I had decorated, and I thought, “I really work hard at this. It’s worth it to give my children a good, pleasant Christmas, but it would be great to have some help.”
Be careful what you wish for. Cut to Christmas Day. And I don’t use the word “cut” loosely. I am in the kitchen, plenty of able-bodied family around, and I am doing everything, even refusing the others’ offers to help. “No, no, thank you, I can do it myself.”
I’m carving the turkey–a man’s job, if you’ll pardon my sexism for a moment–and the blades on the electric knife get stuck. I unplug the knife, remove the blades, and try to un-jam them. Oh, yes, I manage to make a very nasty, bloody cut on my index finger.
Should we go to the hospital? I’m sitting on the floor, because I’m a fainter and I tend to faint when I hurt my hands or feet. I have my head down, trying not to pass out completely, mumbling orders to rinse the blood out of the sink and to look at my finger and tell me whether I should go to the ER. Daddy says yes. Boyfriend says maybe, it’s up to me.
Later, my doctor-sister tells me over the phone that I should definitely go, I probably need stitches, and the joint could be jeopardized. I feel like the little kid in that movie–“You’ll shoot your eye out, kid!”
I opt out of the trip to the ER. But guess what… I can’t do it all anymore. I’m winged. I’m on the injured reserve list. I have to have help.
And you bet the whole family rallied and took care of stuff. I still directed, pointing with my bandaged finger, asking someone to put the potatoes on the table and someone else to fill the glasses. And someone finish carving the turkey!
And Christmas dinner was perfectly lovely. The throbbing notwithstanding.
My spirit knew that it wasn’t right for me or for anyone else if I did all the work. I was being selfish, in a way, keeping all the work to myself and then getting to play martyr. Mm-hm. Serves me right. But I got the message.
And how stressed-out do you get during the holidays? I’ll help with that! (12-10-10)
by Susan K Morrow | May 27, 2013 | Channeled Messages, Interesting Info, Spooky Stuff, Tales from the Psychic's Diary, Your Life
As you may or may not know, I have been moving during about half of the time since January, most of it clustered into the last four months. Now, this is part of the topic I’ve been promising for a while, e.g., the s**tstorm that has been 2010 and when it will ever end. But this is a story about shoes. And a spirit. And the spirit of shoes.
I have a pair of black patent leather penny loafers that I love very much. Of my low-heeled casual fall/winter shoes, they are probably my favorites. In the two-plus moves we committed this summer, somehow, they were lost in the shuffle. Keep in mind that a good half of my house is in a storage unit nearby, so anything I can’t find might be in there. In a box. Amongst many other boxes. And furniture. And two bikes with flat tires.
Sorry, again, the story of the s**tstorm will be next.
Back to my shoes. I had looked high and low, hither and thither. I devised an ingenius inventory system for the moves, so almost everything could be found fairly easily. (Planning two or more moves in short succession? Call me today for tips on inventory!)
Alas, my list revealed nothing. One box held some promise: it contained items from the same area in which the shoes lived in our old house. I dug through it, only to reveal a number of robes, evening bags, two favorite dolls from childhood… no black patent leather penny loafers. Sigh.
Then I remembered that I have often called upon my late husband’s divining skills with some success. Why didn’t I think of him before? “Tim,” I pleaded, “I sure could use your help finding my shoes. I’m also looking for the Dust Buster, the framed pictures of the elephant and the tiger, and my bath rugs. I’d appreciate your help.”
First thought in my head: “The shoes are in the attic.”
Second thought in my head: “I live in an apartment and I don’t have an attic.”
Somewhere down the line of thoughts in which I argued with Tim’s suggestion, the thought arose: “My mother has an attic. And I put some of my things there.”
Well, I high-tailed it to my mom’s, scooted up to the attic–and, there, amongst Christmas wrap and suitcases, was a black plastic bag in a box. Inside the bag were–ta da! (Oh, nevermind, you knew this was coming)–my shoes! Along with a few other pairs, yay. AND under the bag, in the box, what to my wondering eyes did appear? The Dust Buster! Another yay!
The two framed pictures and the bath mats have yet to appear, but I was pretty darned grateful to Tim for his help. Sure, maybe I’m accessing my subconscious, or maybe I’m talking to Tim and he to me, or maybe it’s The Great Gazoo from “The Flintstones.” Does it matter?
I got my shoes! (10-25-10)
Update: After yet another move in November of 2012, the tiger and elephant pictures and the bath mats all showed up! It was like a treasure hunt in which I found lots of treasure!
by Susan K Morrow | May 26, 2013 | Interesting Info, Spooky Stuff, The Psychic Has Pspoken!, Your Life
Guest blogger Erin Pavlina brings us today’s post. This was originally posted on her blog January 27, 2006. I think it’s a wonderful answer to a typical question about psychics and other intuitives. –Susan K.
Question: If psychics are really psychic then how come they get stuck in natural disasters. Don’t they know they’re coming? – Jim
Answer: What you’re really asking is if people can predict or know the future then how could they ever be in an earthquake or other disaster, and wouldn’t they even be able to predict their own death and avoid it, right? Being “psychic” is a lot like having a radio. You have to turn it on, then turn it to a frequency that’s receiving particularly well, and listen. You don’t always get a message that says, “Earthquake, 3:21am, San Francisco, January 31, 2006, you might want to be in Aruba…” Sometimes the message is just intuitive like, “Something is going to happen to shake up this city, and soon. I can feel it coming. Maybe now’s a good time to go visit my sister in Chicago.”
Keeping your “radio” on all the time is taxing, and usually pointless. Do you really need spiritual guidance to tell you when you need to use the bathroom? Also, if you’re not focused on a strong, clear frequency you get a lot of static, and who wants to listen to that all day. Next time you’re in your car, tune your radio to a station that’s between two others and see how long you leave YOUR radio on.
The other reason that psychics don’t always forsee doom is because they’re not supposed to know. Sometimes things that most of us would conclude are “bad” are really “good” things in disguise. Sometimes bad things are the only way good things can come about. If we had psychics running around telling people to evacuate cities before major disasters then the universe would just find some other way of teaching us our lessons. Now, if we learn our lessons faster, maybe the earth will stop shaking. That’s something to work on! (5-31-10)
by Susan K Morrow | May 26, 2013 | Interesting Info, Tales from the Psychic's Diary, Your Life
I recently chatted with a fellow intuitive and “woo-woo”, my friend Jenna, about what we were grateful for and especially about little hidden gifts on which we might shine the light of gratitude.
For example, Jenna chooses to live in an apartment right now, a pretty nice place to boot. “Some people want a house,” she said, “but I have a different attitude. I look around and see all of the people who work for me! The landscaper and the porter… If something breaks, I simply ask, and it’s taken care of. Like magic! It’s absolutely luxurious!”
I loved that attitude! Not only is she enjoying her life right now, this moment, and finding great things to appreciate, but she recognizes how she supports others.
Let me explain further: I told Jenna about my amazing neighbor, a married man about my age who has always been a bit finicky about his yard. He likes everything to look nice. Several years ago, he allowed that to flow over into my yard, and started taking care of my front yard, with nary a word to me!
He now has a yard service, which he pays to include my yard with his! Now, granted, my front yard is small, and it is directly adjacent to his. I told Jenna that I don’t know if he does it because he feels sorry for me, the poor little widow-woman, or if he just can’t bear to have my yard go to seed right next to his, but I am so grateful for his help. (I really hate yardwork and don’t even have the tools to mow!)
Jenna reminded me that of course I energetically am worthy of this lovely gift from the Universe for probably several reasons. When I said, “I occasionally give him a little something, like a Starbucks or some cookies, but he never asks for anything in return. What have I done for him really?”
I could hear the smile in Jenna’s voice as she said, “You have given him the opportunity to be of service.”
Wow!
There is a constant give and take, a cycle of giving and receiving throughout the Universe. If you don’t participate in receiving, you won’t find much being given to you. In this example, my neighbor gives and I receive the yard work, then I give and he receives the opportunity to be of service.
And of course, my next thought is… “Where can I find more opportunities to be of service?”
by Susan K Morrow | May 26, 2013 | Business/Entrepreneurs, Channeled Messages, Interesting Info, The Psychic Has Pspoken!, Your Life
Like about half the people I know, I use Twitter. If you’re not aware, Twitter (.com) is a micro-blog site. Each entry is limited to only 140 characters. One of the cool things about it is that you can post links there–in this case, I’m going to post the link to my maxi-blog (this one). Convenient!
I want to explain a Tweet (posting on Twitter) that I posted a while back. I said, “Love those repeated messages. Thanks to my messengers–I get it!”
I thought that might appear a bit esoteric, so here’s what I meant:
Everything starts with Spirit and your whole life is a presentation of messages that will point you in the best directions to live the life you came here to live. (And it’s beside the point, but nobody came into this life to be miserable. Remember my adage from my days as a wee mystic: If you’re not at least trying to be happy, you’re not doing it right.)
In other words, messages come to you in many and varied forms, including your thoughts and feelings, your body, the people around you, nature, things you read… Anything that catches your attention deserves scrutiny.
SO VERY OFTEN, I find that messages come in duplicate or triplicate. And I know that, just because I noticed something once or twice doesn’t mean that’s the only time I’ve received it. These messages are like roaches. For every one you see, there are hundreds of others that you missed.
Ew. Gross analogy. Anyway, not long ago, I heard the EXACT SAME THING from three different people. One person was my marketing assistant, who told me that she sometimes writes blog entries for her clients. (Not this one, it’s really me.) The next person is a friend, who is a successful copywriter, who told me she started subbing out some press releases. She has a junior copywriter write the first draft, and then she does her magic on it. Saves her a lot of time and effort. The third person showed up last. She’s a life coach, and she mentioned her blog and how effective it is for her business. She said that she had tried a service that writes the blog for the blogger, then she would edit it to make it her own.
Do these three messages sound almost identical? This happens to me ALL THE TIME–and guess what. It happens to you all the time too! You’ve probably become somewhat immune to it. And that’s why I’m telling you this now. Start paying attention.
For my clients, when I talk about paying attention to the messages, I sometimes use an example about seeing and hearing frogs. Two frogs? You’d better listen up. Three frogs? Now you’ve got something really important.
So will my next blog post be ghost-written??? Well, I really like writing, so I don’t know, but it could happen. I got the message!
Until next time, y’all be good! (5-12-10)
