Wishing You a Happy 2015!

It is now the ending of the old year and the beginning of 2015, which could be filled with many emotions. Now, you will enter the unseen, and you can enter a new year equipped with an arsenal of heavenly energies.

Many of the events that have happened in 2014 have made people realize how fragile life is and how quickly things can change. Now is not a good time to be clinging to past issues and past hurts. Letting go is a good option because it frees you from heartache caused by going over and over the past.

Bob Marley once said, “Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you’re riding through the ruts, don’t complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don’t bury your thoughts; put your vision to reality. Wake up and live!”

Feelings cannot be seen, but they exist. Therefore it is important to stay in touch with your feelings, which puts you closer to the Divine. Realize that negative thinking will pull you and your world down. I’m not saying it’s going to be easier than it was before, but we must look ahead of us. We have to draw upon the Divine Spirit and continue to battle the negative forces. Your internal peace can guide many during rough times and will be greatly needed for many who are open to the light.

Now is the time to let down the walls that have kept you trapped. If you choose the spiritual path these walls will soon start to fade away and you will get a taste of real freedom. You can become more aware of your connection to everything as you let down your guard and remove the walls. Focus on what has changed for you and what you desire to change in the future. For some of you this will be easy to do. For others who are resistant to change pulling down those walls will be more challenging.

Allow yourself to connect with that spark within that has been glowing inside of you from the beginning of your existence. Sometimes we only get a glimpse of the eternal, but those moments are given to us so that we have the fortitude to carry on.

Even if circumstances try to take you away from focusing on who you really are, you must not let them stop you from connecting to your true self. No matter what choice you make you have not failed any test my friends. You are here for reason than your goal for the year should be to find what that reason is and start acting upon it. Wake up and live!

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Have a Blessed New Year,
Cherokee Billie

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‘Twas the week after Christmas’

‘Twas the week after Christmas, and all through the house nothing would fit me, not even a blouse. The cookies I’d nibbled, the eggnog I’d tasted, all the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales, there arose such a number! When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber). I’d remember the marvelous meals I’d prepared; The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rare… The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese and the way I’d never said, “No thank you, please.” As I dressed myself in my husband’s old shirt and prepared once again to battle the dirt… I said to myself, as I only can “You can’t spend a winter dressed like a man!” So…away with the last of the sour cream dip, Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip. Every last bit of food that I like must be banished ‘Till all the additional ounces have vanished.’

I won’t have a cookie, not even a lick; I’ll want only to chew on a long celery stick. I won’t have hot biscuits, or cornbread, or pie, I’ll munch on a carrot and quietly cry. I’m hungry, I’m lonesome, and life is a bore… But isn’t that what January is for? Unable to giggle, no longer a riot. Happy New Years to All and to All a Good Diet!

I hope you enjoyed this bit of whimsy.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

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Twenty Years Ago Today My Father Passed.

My Father and I

December 27 always is a difficult day for me because my father was the most special person in my life. From the time I was a little girl he was my hero and till the end of his life he was the only person who truly loved me as I was. He always had faith in me, even when I did not.

I have never known a more remarkable person then Bill Chainey

Here’s a brief history about my father.  He was born in 1918 and lived in Tennessee.  When he was a little boy of six years old, in the year 1924, his mother, told him to take his two little brothers and sister and find a way to survive.  There were no social services at that time.  My father did get out and took care of those little kids; they slept in barns until he became old enough to provide a rented home.  He never went to school because he worked any type of job on farms he could and was grateful for the work.  Eventually he was able to buy land and had his own farm.

World War Two came along and he was drafted into the army.  He was shipped to the Philippines and fought in the Pacific.  On one mission his entire platoon was killed and he was shot repeatedly, but played dead and was the only survivor of his platoon.

After the army he returned to farming, but the government had shown him there was better ways to make money and offered him an education.

He married my mother in 1950 and they left Tennessee for a better life. He went into the aerospace industry, which was a booming business.  He became so skilled at making aircraft engine bolts that eventually he formed his own company.

My father was always an Optimist.  No matter how rough thanks got he always felt that things would come out better. He developed Parkinson’s disease in his early sixties and he had a great deal of trouble talking, walking, and driving. He never let it stop him and he always said that he would make it even if he had to crawl. That strength and determination he passed on to me and I think of him always through my own struggles and hear those words, “I will make it even if I have to crawl.”

It’s difficult to express in words all that my father meant to me. These last twenty years without him have been incredibly difficult, because he was the only person that really loved me and he was my security. For twenty years I’ve been without that. It is a lonely feeling.

Yes, I do have spiritual contact with him from time to time. It always happens when I least expect it. A few weeks ago my closest friend was helping me with paperwork and suddenly my walker, which was a few feet from my friend, started moving. My friend looked startled and I’d told him a spirit was here. After he left my father started talking to me and he had basically announced his presence by moving the walker.

At 4:00 AM this morning I spoke with him about so many things. I hope I hear from him soon with replies. The thing that is the hardest is not having him here to talk to and hear his advice when I need it. I know that he cares and that eventually we will meet again face to face. Until then all I can say is, “I miss you Daddy.”

Your daughter,
Billie

My Christmas Message

Christmas isn’t about candy canes, holly, or lights all aglow. It’s about the hearts that we touch and the care that we show. The most important gifts under a tree are love, laughter, and happiness.

In the Spirit of Christmas, this IS the season to: love, give, share, forgive, hope, laugh, hug, and just enjoy our lives! So do what you can to spread the Love!

What I would like for Christmas is the following: Feed the Hungry, Cure the Sick, Homes for the Homeless, Bring the troops home, Gifts to the Gift-less, to name a few. I pray that everyone has more compassion, love, tolerance, peace, friendship, good health, and abundance, now and always. That is what I want for Christmas.

Remembering those that we love who have passed into spirit. May you feel their presence now and always.

Pause for a few moments in this busy holiday season and think about all that you have to be grateful for. Give thanks for all the blessings that are provided by The Creator.

Have a wonderful Christmas my friends.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

 

New Moon December 21, 2014

New Moon in Capricorn enters on Sunday, December 21 around 9:30 pm ET/2:30 am UT

This is the Moon of Rest and Beginnings. This New Moon is especially powerful because it falls on the same day as the Winter Solstice. This is a good time to say goodbye to the old and embrace something new. It’s a time to be more creative in your life. Be open to the creativity and allow all the inspiration into your life that this special time brings. Allow new ideas to take growth. Write out your intentions for this new cycle.

This is a wonderful opportunity to let go of all disappointments, regrets, and dissatisfaction from the past year. These energies keep you from moving forward in your life. It’s time to transition into the new you!

The New Moon brings the energy to lead ourselves into better situations and conditions over the next lunar month. 

This is a soothing time of rest and planning for new beginnings; new growth; love, the beginning of or renewing of; bringing things in; regeneration; give thanks. This is a time of new beginnings and new undertakings. It can be a starting point for kicking that bad habit, or simply beginning a project. Put ideas in motion, become engaged, and make long term relationship plans. The waxing Moon is a time of spontaneous and instinctual action. This is a time when efforts will grow visible. Transitions may seem to be accepted more calmly than other phases. A time for hair cuts to promote growth, medical treatments or getting your money’s worth from that facial!

Set new goals and review the old ones this is a time of change.

New Moon blessings,
Cherokee Billie

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Winter Solstice December 21, 2014

December 21, 2014, 6:03 PM EST (23:03 UT) marks the solstice—Winter solstice is an astronomical phenomenon which marks the shortest day and the longest night of the year. Winter solstice occurs for the Northern Hemisphere in December and for the Southern Hemisphere in June.

The winter solstice is a time of reflection, during the darkest and longest night of the year. A time to spend with family and friends. A time to imagine what the coming year will bring.

Herbs: Holly, mistletoe, pine cones, pine needles, oak leaves, Yule log ashes, fir, birch, hazel bark, cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg, wintergreen

Colors: Red, green, white, gold, silver

The winter solstice, the rebirth of the Sun, is an important turning point, as it marks the shortest day. Yule is deeply rooted in the cycle of the year, it is the seed time of year, the longest night and the shortest day, where the Goddess once again becomes the Great Mother and gives birth to the new Sun King.

Here are some wonderful suggestions to start winter solstice traditions — feed the wildlife, eat by candlelight, release the old and welcome the new.

• String cereal onto thread and drape it across the bare branches of trees for the wildlife to share… some apples too, hung on a thread. This is a wonderful gift to the creatures that share our world in the night, the longest night of the year.
• Welcome the return of the sun by eating in only candlelight and firelight… thank the sun for all of its strength and energy, and for bringing light into our lives.

• I feel one of the most important things that you can do is write out your hopes and dreams for 2015 on slips of paper, then light them on fire by candles or fireplace and watch as the paper transforms to smoke… carrying your intentions out to the universe. Your energy and intention is not unnoticed.

• You can also use this ceremony to release any old thoughts, patterns or unwanted energy from 2014. Just write down whatever comes, draw a picture. Sometimes words are not needed.

The history of the Winter Solstice and Stonehenge. Stonehenge is carefully aligned on a sight-line that points to the winter solstice sunset. It is thought that the Winter Solstice was actually more important to the people who constructed Stonehenge than the Summer Solstice. The Winter Solstice was a time when most cattle were slaughtered (so they would not have to be fed during the winter) and the majority of wine and beer was finally fermented.

The Winter Solstice is the most important day of the year at Stonehenge and a truly magical time to be there. For many the impulse to arrive at Stonehenge in time for the Solstice is a little like all those people drawn to the strange rock in Close Encounters of the Third Kind. It’s akin to a spiritual experience for those that attend.

Please light a candle (white, gold, or silver) and spend at least 5 minutes in mindful mediation.

Make sure you take time to enjoy this sacred day in some special way.

Winter solstice blessings,
Cherokee Billie

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Grow Candy Canes With Magic Elf Seeds

This is a wonderful tradition to start for little children. Remind them that the Elves make the toys and are Santa Claus helpers, so they understand why they are planting seeds. Explain that the Elves will leave them a gift. You can do this Christmas Eve or a few nights before.

You don’t need an elf on the shelf to do this, anything works

Things needed:
Green tic tac candy
A bowl
Sugar or flour to fill the bowl
Candy canes

The night before Christmas take a bowl and fill it with sugar or flour. Then have the children plant candy in the bowl as seeds. Once the children are in bed remove the candy and fill the bowl with Candy Canes. Can you imagine the looks on their precious little faces in the morning when they see the gift that the Elves gave them?

Next morning, SURPRISE!

Have some added fun! Get the mini candy canes and use them before the big ones! Your children will be AMAZED!

Create new memories this Christmas that will last a lifetime.

Holiday blessings,
Cherokee Billie

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Elf Donuts!

Elf donuts! Actually these are Cheerios to leave with Santa’s cookies! This is the cutest thing ever! I put this on my Facebook page last year and everyone just loves this idea and I wanted to share it with you. Just put a few drops of frosting then add sprinkles, confectionery or brown sugar. You can make a little box from a matchbox, small jewelry box, or cut up a cardboard box, tape it, and decorate with Christmas wrap. This is great to make with your children and grandchildren. I found this cute idea on Pinterest . Enjoy the holidays my friends,

Holiday blessings,
Cherokee Billie

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Canceled Christmas-A Memoir

I was nine years old when my mother canceled Christmas in 1960.  She announced, “There’s not going to be any Christmas in this house ever again.”  With that statement she retreated into my parents’ bedroom.  She did not come out of the bedroom for several weeks.  I did not know what the reason was for this cancellation nor was I told.

School had just let out for Christmas vacation and now I was to reside in the heavy atmosphere that my mother had just left with no means of escape.  It was as though an atomic bomb had dropped right in to my house with my mother’s statement.  I had completed a Nativity scene, for school, that was placed inside a cardboard box, blue painted, with clear plastic on the outside giving it a three-dimensional look.  I wondered what I should do with this since Christmas was canceled.

There was no Christmas tree.  There were no outside decorations.  There was no Christmas candy.  There was no Christmas dinner.  There were no presents.  It felt as though Christmas had died in our house, and unlike Jesus it was not going to be resurrected.

I was an only child and did not have any friends.  My parents had moved to Los Angeles, California from Tennessee, and did not trust the big city.  I was not allowed to have friends at the house because both of my parents worked and I was home all-alone.  My mother was afraid if people knew I was home alone I would be kidnapped or something much worse.  She was always telling me, “Now don’t tell anybody you are home alone after school.  You just come home right after school and lock the door.  Don’t open the door for anybody.”

My after school companions were children’s cartoons television hosts, Skipper Frank, Sheriff John, and Tom Hatten from the Popeye show.  My kindergarten teacher had told my mother, three years earlier, that I spent too much time watching television.  Of course my mother never told the teacher that she wasn’t home in the afternoons.  I never knew what it was like to play games, ride my bike, skip rope, roller skate or any other normal childhood activity, since I was confined to my house.  My only friends I viewed on the black and white television in the living room and for some reason we weren’t able to play games or converse.

My mother’s violent temper manifested itself from the time I can remember. I learned early in my life to avoid my mother as much as possible.  Otherwise I would be subjected to a verbal lashing, “You are so stupid.”  She was telling me constantly, “People are no good.  You can’t trust anyone.  Don’t ever trust your daddy, he is a liar.”  By the age of five I had decided I would never have children, as I did not want to inflict the same mental pain that I received from my mother.

The previous year, 1959, I had hidden outside, in the shrubbery, as I heard my mother throwing plates at my father while screaming, “You’re a liar.  You lie about everything.”  My mother was always angry with my father.  I never understood why.  He was my daddy and I saw him as a deity.

My father worked long hours in the aerospace industry, standing all day working at industrial machines, and I did not see him very often.  He worked most weekends, which left very little time for me. My father came from poverty and was determined to make a better life for his family and himself.  I worshiped my father.  He seemed larger than life.  There wasn’t anything he couldn’t do.  But even my father, with all his talents and ability, could not change what was going on in our household.

The weekend before Christmas my father took me to Folb’s Toy Store and told me, “You pick out whatever you want for Christmas.”  I had always wanted a Shirley Temple doll, since I spent a great deal of time with her in television land.  So I chose a Shirley Temple Doll.  Little Shirley was always an orphan in her movies, who was so precocious that people fought to adopt her.  No one wanted me was how I felt.  I couldn’t sing or dance I was not Shirley.

I couldn’t play with the doll once I brought her home. I would look at her face smiling at me, and wished Shirley could make everything better, for me, like she did in the movies.  I wanted to play with her but every time I looked at the doll I wondered what I had done wrong, making my mother cancel Christmas?

I loved my father so much for making sure that I had at least one toy that Christmas. I knew my father loved me but he had very little time to give to me.  I wanted his time more than I wanted presents

Many years have passed since the canceled Christmas.  My parents are no longer alive.  I have moved many times even to different countries and I still have that Shirley Temple Doll in the original box looking brand new.  I never played with that doll.  But every time I look at the box and see the doll inside I think of the love that my father had for me that Christmas and I cry.

Cherokee Billie

 

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Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

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