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My parents at my first wedding.

It seems like yesterday and yet it seems like a hundred years ago that my mother died.

I did not have a real close relationship with my mother.  She never expressed any love or affection to me.  I was never hugged.  I was never told that I was loved.  She criticized me for everything I did.  If I came home with straight A’s on my report card it was not acknowledged.  But let me get a bad grade and I was berated.

My mother had two daughters by a previous marriage and she always hugged and kissed them and anything they did was always praised.  I never understood why I was not shown the same attention.  Of course later on after she passed I understood things more.

My mother was physically very ill for the last 15 years of her life and she had expressed that she did not want to live long and have to be taken care of.  I certainly understand that thought having been bedridden 27 years and paying people to take care of me.

The day that she died I knew that leaving this physical world was better for her.  She had such a miserable life and had suffered so much over the years that I felt it was a true release for her.  I still took time to say goodbye to her in my own special way.

I had held resentment inside of me for many years towards my mother over the lack of love that I did not receive.  It had set me up to make many bad choices in my life because of desperately wanting to be loved and accepted.

I spent time over several years analyzing my mother’s life carefully and there came a moment where I had a clear vision of my mother at the age of 13 and what a horrific experience she had as a young girl.  She lived in the backwoods of Tennessee and had no connection to the world outside of Tennessee.  Her parents were drunks and had six children and never really took care of them.  When my mother was 13 they married her off to a man of 26 years old.  In meditation I saw my mother at the hands of this man being brutally raped and not understanding anything about sex and marriage.  That was the moment that I had my breakthrough and was able to totally forgive her.

I realized that she gave so much attention to her daughters because they did not have a father.  The man she married was an alcoholic and abusive to her and the children.  I had a good father and she felt that was enough.  She never really understood my father or me as we were quite different from her.

From the moment I had that revelation I was able to forgive and heal everything I had felt about my mother.  I think of her now with great love and affection and wish I could go back in time and express this to her.  I know that her spirit hears me and sees me.  She has visited me since her passing and I feel that both of us have had a healing.

I share this story not only to tell about my relationship, but to help people understand how important forgiveness is, whether the person is around you or not.  Forgiveness heals you!

I thank you Mama for all that you did for me and I look forward to the day that we meet again face to face.

With love from your daughter,
Billie

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We need Love!

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My friends, how desperately do we need to be loved and to love. When Christ said that man does not live by bread alone, he spoke of hunger. This hunger was not the hunger of the body. It was not the hunger for bread. He spoke of hunger that begins deep down in the very depths of our being. He spoke of a need as vital as breath. He spoke of our hunger for love.

Love is something you and I must have. We must have it because our spirit feeds upon it. We must have it because without it we become weak and faint. Without love our self-esteem weakens. Without it our courage fails. Without love we can no longer look out confidently at the world. We turn inward and begin to feed upon our own personalities, and little by little we destroy ourselves.

With it we are creative. With it we march tirelessly. With it, and with it alone, we are able to sacrifice for others.

Chief Dan George

It’s that mystical time of year again. I always like October because you can just feel the positive energies coming through. It’s a wonderful time to go within and find solace within you. It is also a great time to connect with your ancestors and see what direction they can give you for your path.

I am offering any special Halloween reading that starts now and will end on November 2, 2017. I explain the details in my video below.

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Halloween blessings,
Cherokee Billie

 

Cherokee Billie Spiritual Advisor

October 09, 1940 one of the great voices of the world was born. John Lennon always spoke his mind and was a true voice that we needed so many years ago. His words are still valid today.

My entire life changed when I was twelve years old and the Beatles came to America in 1964 which opened up the whole world for me.  Their music turned me on so much that it was just like I had gone into another dimension. I understood the music and found it waking me up as though my previous twelve years I had been asleep.

The first time I saw their photograph John Lennon struck me as someone unique. My girlfriends all were in love with Paul McCartney. I was not in love with John, but when I heard him in interviews I loved his wit and I bought his first book, “In His…

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Keep them indoors!

How did black cats become associated with bad luck, and with Halloween traditions?

Every year when people begin putting out their Halloween decorations, and we start dressing our homes for Halloween/Samhain, inevitably the image of the black cat comes up. It’s usually portrayed with its back arched, claws out, and occasionally wearing a jaunty pointed hat. Local news channels warn us to keep black cats inside on Halloween just in case the local hooligans decide to get up to some nasty hijinks.

But where did the superstition of these beautiful animals come from? Anyone who lives with a cat knows how fortunate they are to have a cat in their life — so why are they considered unlucky?

Divine Cats:

The ancient Egyptians honored cats of every color. Cats were mighty and strong, and held sacred. Two of the most amazing goddesses in the Egyptian pantheon were Bast and Sekhmet…

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You can empower your special child to not absorb the energies that are all around them.  Crystal and Indigo Children are sensitive/empathic to the energy balances in their environments. My video will help you know what to do for your child to have a wonderful life.

Let me help you empower your special child.  I work privately with children and parents to bring a balance into their life.  I am able to reach children in ways that the parents cannot.  Also they respond so well to Chakra balancing.

Remember to visit my website to learn more about me and my services.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

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Janis Joplin – a Poem by Andrew Vinstra

They say she sang from her testicles,

so virile they sprung whole from her body

and hovered above her

like a setting sun, an ascendant moon

pushing and pulling like a loom

through the web of her hair that flows back

from her scalp like all the waters of the earth.

She sang from a tide as wide as the idea of penis

and pussy in harmony freefalling

together in a frictionless rhythm of oneness.

She rose on the exhaled breath constricted

from the squeal of love between mothers and daughters.

Above gravity’s pull of rage and shame

Janis levitates on a drawn note of pain.

Out of the chaos of a new birth of mourning

the feral child begins to wail.

When she starts in to moan

even the stars will cease their song.

47 years ago October 4 Janis died of a heroin overdose at 27 years old. Janis Joplin, whose voice is still stands out unique. She was able to communicate with her voice even when she used no words, just the sounds of an aching heart. She was the first female rock superstar. She opened the door way for all that followed her. She gave it her all and it remains so even to this day.

Rest Gently Sweet Pearl,
Cherokee Billie

 

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