I have been given a beautiful and amazing gift. I did not always see it as so. When I first began channeling over 20 years ago, it was not something I could publicly discuss, even with friends. People just couldn’t understand the process. I was labeled mentally ill and snubbed—the village witch! The Teachers’ support never wavered, however, and I was given the directive to bring their information out into the world. I persevered. The more I opened up, the more people I met who not only understood but also welcomed the Teachers words. Some chose to begin channeling themselves.

I encourage anyone who is struggling on their path, whatever it is, to persevere also. We aren’t doing this for the money or the accolades, we do it because it feels like the right thing. As Robin Wall Kimmerer reminded me in her book Braiding Sweetgrass (Milkweed, 2013):

“One of our responsibilities as human people is to find ways to enter into reciprocity with the more-than-human world. We can do it through gratitude, through ceremony, through land stewardship, science, art, and in everyday acts of practical reverence.” (p. 190)

and

“The most important thing each of us can know is our unique gift and how to use it in the world….in order for the whole to flourish, each of us has to be strong in who we are and carry our gifts with conviction, so they can be shared with others.”  (p. 134)

After all these years, I can’t even imagine not practicing channeled writing! I am moving my gift in a way that benefits both myself and others. That doesn’t mean it’s easy. I’m still challenged to figure out how to promote the work and really get it moving. It seems slow. I’m trying to practice patience by admiring the trees—it takes time for a seedling to take root and grow into a tall standing soul with its arms outstretched to the sky, to become a grandmother in the forest.