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Okay, so I know I missed posting anything for the holidays or in January, but I can remember sitting here and telling myself I just needed to do nothing or as little as possible. For me, when I say that, usually what happens is all sorts of things start popping up to be done, but this time, thank heavens, life slowed down. I really needed that, especially since the few months before, I got hit pretty hard with all sorts of things that kept me busy, and they were not of my choosing! Oh you know, like a tooth acting up, an old crown actually, that decided it was time to come off and need more work than before. Doctors appointments and unexpected things that come up we have to take care of. Once the holidays were over, I decided to take things much slower; my choice.

I feel taking a mini sabbatical has been good. I’ve been able to stay up late, sleep later, go through “stuff” at home and organize. We’ve had people come in and do some small home repairs, which always feels good, and getting rid of old mail, clutter, reviving the energy throughout our home! I still have days when I don’t do much, sitting and just resting, due to Fibromyalgia, Arthritis and other overlapping health issues. Regardless, I always try to do something, even if it’s getting dressed, washing a load of clothes and feeding the dogs! I don’t really like how everything on television and online in January is about losing weight, getting healthier, exercise equipment, blah, blah, blah, so I ignore it usually, but, it does remind me, just as I change the calendar, to make changes I may have gotten sluggish about during Fall and the Holidays. Winter is thickly upon us in Virginia in January and February which has slowed me down even more this year with my left knee, ankle, shoulder and neck giving me so much pain and stiffness. My doctors are not in agreement with what to do about my knees, so I am doing the best I can, meditating and doing what I can to heal, my own way!

Here it is February already and with snow, comes my Birthday. I had a nice Birthday weekend, because my day landed on Friday the 13th! I’m not superstitious, so it’s all good. My husband, son and a friend of his cooked for me and we enjoyed good food, good wine, good conversation and laughed a lot! It was a nice Birthday and I feel very blessed. I usually don’t even leave home anymore to celebrate due to Valentine’s day or icy, snowy weather. I was happy I ventured out on a sub-zero temperature night to be with family and friends. I noticed the stars shining so bright when we walked out to leave and saw several constellations vividly. The thought that went through my mind was, “My blessings are equal to the stars in the sky tonight!”

Thank you for being here with me. I look forward to your comments and meeting you. May this year be filled with even more positive energy, blessings, love and light.

Love, peace and joy, Mysti-Fran~

*The Story of why I sign Mysti-Fran or Fran-Mysti or sometimes Mystiblu:* I’ve been on the internet for a long time. Back then, people were urged to use an “alias” so people wouldn’t know who they were. I chose the name, “Mistyblue,” for the love of my Samoyed dog that looked like a white wolf! As I learned and found my path, I was Spiritually advised to change my name online and in my ventures to “Mystiblu,” which has even more meaning for me, my work and path.

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“Dad’s Last Sunset,” by Fran Mysti Hafey-Copyright2014

By Fran Hafey

I learned some time ago to pay attention to my dreams, especially the ones that stood out or seemed to have a message for me. These are usually dreams I could remember easily or played out more than once. Each one has taught me valuable lessons.

Three months ago I had a powerful dream about snakes. I’ve had snake dreams before and I knew snake medicine can and usually does foretell of big change.

Some dreams are like puzzles, needing to have the pieces or information put together as we remember them or as other signs and pieces come to us, either in more dreams or in messages when we’re awake.

Snake not only came to me in my dreams, but I also received a visit from one in my physical home. I shared this in my June blog entry here called, “Snake Energy.”  (I quote: For now, I know I’m going through some big transformations inside and out. Perhaps I’m shedding my old skin and getting a newer, tougher one.)

Snake told me to expect very big changes in my life, ones that would cause huge ripples of changes in my own life and others around me. I thought it may have meant about my health or my husband’s health, or both. I didn’t know then, just how big the changes would be and that they had already begun. So many things are stirring and happening in our lives, behind the scenes, even before we’re aware of them.  I think my snake visitor was also trying to tell me just how fast things would happen because he came so soon after my dream. How I reacted to the snake being in my house and that I was alone when he came, are also clues to how life would unfold for me in my near future.

Just two months later and being very mindful of life events occurring around me, my family and I became very concerned about my Earthly Father, my Dad. He became weaker, losing a lot of weight and forgetting people in our family; faces and names. He began asking about loved ones that had already passed on and his energy shifted, being in two realities or realms, at the same time. Sometimes he was with us and other times he was with those on the other side. In May, we had a family gathering, in his honor, to basically say good-bye to the man we once knew. My Mom knew he was fading, maybe she already knew he was dying; she just didn’t know he would be leaving us in this reality so soon.

Dad was admitted into the hospital August twentieth with complications from illnesses he’d had for years, plus pneumonia and a severe bladder infection. The doctors ran tests and more tests and found he had cancer throughout his whole body and bones. Within just a few days Dad was brought home, where he wanted to be. We weren’t sure how long he had, but I suppose he decided he had had enough pain in that body of his and he shifted once more to crossover sooner. Hospice told us they felt he had days to hours. This news certainly got our attention fast, and it brought our world’s all a bit closer and into perspective for the sake of our Dad, who was leaving this world soon and bringing into focus how much our Mom needed all of us to help in this process of letting go of the physical, with love.

My Dad is dying. He is in his home, surrounded by those he loves and all who love him. We share good memories, strive to keep him comfortable, as we all say our good-byes. It won’t be long; his journey is almost done here, as we begin our new one.

As I finish writing, I have been called to my childhood home to be with my immediate family. When I arrived, everyone was busy with something, but someone was always with my Dad. He was not moving anymore, struggling to breathe as his body was letting go. We all gathered around him, showing our love for him and each other. We touched, we cried, we smiled and laughed. The love there in our home was  and is, incredible. It was this love that helped my Dad leave this life so peacefully and gently. As he took his last breath, we all were touching him and each other; My Mom never taking her eyes off of him. It was one of the most beautiful experiences I’ve ever had; the most loving moment of my life. We comforted each other, crying but feeling so blessed. We stayed there a long time, together, one in love and now helping our Mother whose husband of sixty six years, sixty seven in less than a month, was now gone from his body, but his spirit never dying, but living within all of us forever.

While we stood holding hands and touching Dad, suddenly the electricity flickered and went out! It was afternoon so we still had light. When the Hospice person arrived, she saw we had no electricity. We told her what happened and she explained how she had seen something like this before and it’s because of his energy and our own, connecting and creating a surge as we all touched Dad and each other to complete the circle of love at his time of passing.

More family members came to say good-bye and comfort my Mom. Some of my family urged my Mom to go to another room as they took my Dad out of the house, for one last time. I stayed for a while, but then something outside caught my eye; the beautiful sunset. My Dad’s last sunset on his family homestead on the hill in Virginia. I started taking pictures; I felt compelled to as I said out loud, “Dad’s last sunset,” and I smiled and felt peace all around me.

I know this was not a good day for my Mom or my family, and my Mom would need our love and help more than ever to get through this. She has strength from God, her family and friends, her church and she talks to Dad a lot and feels comfort in it. In time, I do feel she will realize how beautiful  Dad’s passing was and she will know it was such a blessing, one that many are not given.

A long time ago I worked in a hospital helping babies come into this world. I took their pictures and saw the smiles and love of parents and family. I’ve worked in nursing homes and birthing rooms. I’ve seen birth and I’ve seen death. My Dad’s funeral was my first, and it was beautiful. A true “Celebration of Life.” He is missed, but we all smile and remember his words he uttered to us many times in his gruff voice; rough and tough, but with love, he would say as we would part, “Drive fast kid,” which was his great sense of humor and his way of saying, “I love you.” Now he flies fast with the angels.~

Blessings and love, Fran-Mysti-September 29, 2014

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Dad’s Roses and Candy Cigar. CopyrightFranMystiHafey2014

 

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A Moment with Mysti~ January 26, 2014

I’m a home-body. I like being home. I tell myself often, that’s ok. Everyone has a purpose and not all of us were meant to travel all over the world with our messages or be in front of huge crowds. Now and then, I wonder why I am the way I am. I don’t single out my imperfections and name them. I take the whole package and know everything is connected. Through pain and joy, I’ve learned so much and I love to learn and welcome it. I also know life isn’t always smooth sailing, we will have ups and downs, but when we’re positive, help others, give unselfishly and be the light we’re here to be, we will find peace. Striving to be love is how we invite love and peace into our lives. 

Today I baked cranberry orange pecan bread while taking pictures of deer just past our backyard fence. I enjoyed spending the day with some of the guys in my life, my husband, son and grandson and of course our dogs and birds. I did some laundry, computer work and hey, the cold temperatures outside don’t bother me as long as I’m home. *smile*

Peace and love, Fran~Mysti

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I’ve been blessed to have good memories of Thanksgiving with my family. We had a storybook setting out in the country, with a large table, a big turkey and all the trimmings and traditions. I learned to cook the Thanksgiving meal when I was about eleven years old by watching and helping my Mom. She’s a good cook and always told me her Mother did this or her Aunt did that, but she had her own ways of doing things. As the family grew, we stopped going to my Mom and Dad’s once they got older and some of my siblings would have them over to eat or we would get together in smaller groups, but we always go to my parents home for Christmas.

All the vegetables we ate that day came from our garden. We grew potatoes, green beans, sweet potatoes, corn and several varieties of squash. We grew much more, but those are the ones I remember eating at Thanksgiving. I remember having a turkey, but I was told sometimes in earlier years they would have a large chicken if money was tight. Most of the bread and desserts were made fresh and life seemed a little simpler then. After our meal, most of us would go outside if the weather was nice, while some had coffee, maybe some television later on, but not as much as people watch today. Mostly, the television was on in the morning to see the “Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade.” We watched the parade while cooking and preparing for the day.

I’ve seen holidays that were tighter than others, but over the years, we’ve cut back to a reasonable meal, proclaiming it’s more important to have an abundance of love, than an abundance of food! It doesn’t really matter if you have pizza, tofu, burritos or turkey sandwiches. Just being together, sharing our prosperity with others all year round, coming together on several days of the year to tell others how blessed we are, is really the best blessing of all.

Traditions are nice and having a big meal is great, but not all people have that for Thanksgiving. I hope and pray no matter what foods we have, what traditions we uphold, that what we have the most of, is love! Although compassion, understanding, forgiveness and peace are good to have too!

When we get ready to sit down and eat, if it’s two, four, six or eight people, I always take a moment to remember others, in whatever situation they may be in, that wish they were home or were warm, full, loved and not alone or in tough places right now. I ask my Creator to bring people together for the highest good and I ask that their hearts be filled with love. I also say “thank you” for everything and remember to share. No matter how much food we have, I’m going to have a moderate meal, but have a HUGE amount of LOVE to go around, and it’s not fattening at all!

I pray and believe, and wish for you the very best Thanksgiving ever, filled with all that you need and most of all, Love.~

Blessings~ Mysti~

 

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Harley and Aries

On a stormy, windy day in May, the sun was lost behind dark clouds. Thunder roared and the heavy rain began. I felt blessed to be in a warm, dry house in the country, while still able to enjoy hearing the rain on the roof. I sat in my chair facing the windows able to see the trees bending to the wind. The wisteria was blown wildly as the strong rain ruined its flowers. I was glad I had enjoyed them while I could, smelling their scent and loving their beautiful purple grape like clusters. My buckets on the porch filled quickly with water to use another day for my container garden.

We have six dogs and usually they don’t mind the spring rains or summer storms unless they’re rough like this one was. They like to be in the room where we are, watching to see if we’re close by. Only one seems bothered a little more than the rest laying even closer than the rest, but calming as we stroke her fur and tell her everything’s all right. She trusts us, so she lays down to rest, unless the thunder and lightning gets louder instead of passing quickly.

I could tell by all the sleeping dogs lying in their favorite places that the worst of the storm was over. I looked around and saw peace and I felt it too. I remember thinking at that very moment, “I am surrounded by angels.” I was deeply touched by this family picture of my husband and me in our chairs with our loving dogs all around us. I believe dogs are here with us to give unconditional love and to teach it to us. It can sometimes be a tough lesson for humans, but for dogs, I believe they have it down pat.

I remember begging my parents for a dog when I was about eight years old, wishing and believing with all my heart that I would have one soon.  When my best friend got a puppy, knowing how much I wanted one, her parents called my parents and said, “There’s one pup left, the runt!” I could hardly believe it when they said YES and we went to get Jessie, my first furry best friend!

Jessie was a black mixed breed dog who taught me about loyalty, unconditional love, bravery and so many more wonderful lessons. I grew up, moved out and Jessie died a very old dog that lived a good life out in the country and who was loved. I guess he taught me so well, I’ve had dogs all my life and I am amazed how much I’ve learned from every one of them. Each one came into my life in perfect timing.

I am convinced SpiritGod put them here on earth for a huge purpose and to help us humans live a better life. Not just dogs, but all our animals friends! They make me smile, try harder to be a good person, have helped me heal, and cry when it’s their time to go over the Rainbow Bridge. I also believe they are furry angels, always near and watching over me!

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Cluttered deskAlbert Einsteinquote

Clutter can cause energy blockages, yes, but we can rise about it just as we do with negative energy. A clean, organized, uncluttered space is better, closer to God they say, but, when I sit down to write, create or lift my energy level up to help heal, I can and have risen above it. I would not have accomplished what I have today, if I had not learned how to rise above lower energy, the energy that clutter and feeling scattered can create; similar to meditating

Some people like to meditate with silence, music, candles or incense burning, others meditate when they go for a walk, take a bath, clean house, wash dishes or drive. The same is with our homes and spaces, we all live differently and no one way is correct or the only way.

Feng Shui teaches us to allow energy to flow easily by keeping clutter under control. Feng Shui means “water and air” which is needed to flow in our sacred space to keep energy from becoming stagnated. I believe in Feng Shui and try to practice it in my home, but its not easy, with a small home, little storage and an odd design. I like a clean and uncluttered space, but it’s just not always possible. 

I have always been told there are other things more important than a clean house. I don’t mind cleaning, I actually enjoy it, it in itself is quite meditating, but I also believe hugs, good conversations, music, home comfort, a child’s laughter and giving attention to things that may not be here tomorrow; are much more important than a spotless house and putting my laundry away. I have learned to live in the moment, cherish what is now, clean as I go, but do not allow clutter and cleaning to control me and my energy.

I like a clean uncluttered house, but I also love a comfortable home filled with love, good energy and my family, which consists of humans, dogs and birds. I’ve learned, it’s nearly impossible for one person to keep a house clean when you have a mariad of dogs and kids, not to mention a husband, coming in and out, moving things around, creating dirty-ness and turmoil. When or if I feel things getting out of control, I ask for help from the Universe, SpiritGod and others around me. Since I’d rather do it myself, I rarely ask for help from others, but at times I have had to. It’s just my husband and me now, but we still have dogs and birds which are actually the hardest part and we have Grandchildren visit now and then. We live in the country, it’s peaceful and we work hard.

Some years ago I became very ill and I had to stop doing almost everything. I could feed myself, check my email and do little things, but I had to have help showering, dressing and doing everything at home. I couldn’t pick up a laundry basket, wash dishes, vacuum, sweep, dust, well, I couldn’t do much. I was in pain, very tired and going to physical therapy. I had begun to write my first book a few years earlier and was doing well with all the details of putting it together and getting it published, when this happened. I was devastated, to say the least. I cried often, but then I began to realize perhaps some of this was my own fault. Had I paid attention when I was given messages and dreams about timing, slowing down and asking others for help? Had I done what was asked of me? Often, we need to stop and take account of what’s happening around us and within us. Maybe if I had acted on what I was given, which was take more time in nature, believe the book would be done in perfect timing, allowed myself to rest and take more time for myself, then perhaps I may have been able to handle things better and not fall on my behind and have to go to bed and go through so much to heal and get well.

I sat and watched my husband help me and I felt horrible, until I began not having as much pain and was able to read and concentrate better. I read a wonderful book by Sue Monk Kidd, called, “When the Heart Waits: Spiritual Direction for Life’s Sacred Questions.”  One part of the book spoke to me and I share it with people often. This spoke to my heart and soul and was just what I needed to hear. It said:

I noticed a monk, ski cap pulled over his ears, sitting perfectly still beneath a tree. There was such reference in his silhouette, such tranquil sturdiness, that I paused to watch. He was the picture of waiting. Later I sought him out.

“I saw you today sitting underneath the tree–just sitting there so still. How is it that you can wait so patiently in the moment?  I can’t seem to get used to the idea of doing nothing.” He broke into a wonderful grin. “Well, there’s the problem right there, young lady. You’ve bought into the cultural myth that when you’re waiting, you’re doing nothing.”

  Then he took his hands and placed them on my shoulders, peered straight into my eyes and said, “I hope you’ll hear what I’m about to tell you. I hope you’ll hear it all the way down to your toes. When you’re waiting, you’re not doing nothing. You’re doing the most important something there is. You’re allowing your soul to grow up. If you can’t be still and wait, you can’t become what God created you to be.” Somehow I knew in my soul that his words were God’s words.

 From “When The Heart Waits” Spiritual Direction for Life’s Sacred Questions by Sue Monk Kidd

This passage in Sue’s book helped me realize, I was not able to do a lot of cleaning or much of anything else, but instead of feeling bad about it, I took it as an opportunity to heal, grow and go within and learn more about my life. Just like when I’m busy with all sorts of things and my house isn’t as clean or uncluttered as it could be. I may have a stack of books and magazines on the end table, a few dishes in the sink, clothes in baskets to be put away or a pile of paperwork on my desk, but I know if I have a deadline or schedule to keep and it’s not done, it will still be there waiting for me when I get finished. It makes me feel good when I put the dishes in the dishwasher, start some laundry, vacuum the rug, take out the trash and straighten up the kitchen table. There are lots of little things we can do to help us feel better and help the energy flow even when we can’t do a deep cleaning or when we live with some clutter day by day.  

I am only one person and I have to love myself enough to let some things go and not try and kill myself to get everything done. What good would I be if I never listened to my inspiration and sat down to write or create when I felt led to do so? I know when to take time to rest, listen from within and just let my soul grow up. I know there’s always plenty to do, waiting for me to get to it, just like I’m sure there are a few dozen things I could be doing right now instead of writing this, but I know I was pushed along by my helpers to write this now and not later so I could share it with you! 

*Note: This article is not a contradiction of what I believe about clutter, it’s just how I feel about life! My helpers consist of my angels, guides, faeries and others that help from time to time; more on that topic at a later date. 🙂

Blessings and love~

 

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A Season of Love Message~10-21-11

October 21, 2011

A Season of Love Message for Friday:  Today I am recognizing the blessings of “being able.” It’s been a long week and I’m looking back and seeing how much I got done! I’m thrilled with my “Fall Cleaning,” and I’m showing my gratitude for being “able” to do as much as I did. With so many things on my plate, I “made” time to clean house, give away older furniture and get new furniture, go through seasonal clothing, packing away summer and bringing out proper winter attire. It seemed like the more I did, the better it felt, so I kept going, as long as I was “able.” Sure, my muscles ache, I’m tired, but it’s a good ache and tired and with a new mattress being delivered today, I think it may see me there a little earlier tonight. Be grateful today, for what you’re “able” to do and realize just how fortunate you are!

I truly believe that having a clean home, organized and without clutter, allows positive energy to flow through out and around us. I try to follow the rules of Feng Shui as much as I can. Each home is different and can have challenges. My house may look large on the outside, but inside we have two closets and not much storage space. I’m learning as I get older, less is better and it helps when I’m looking for something, because everything has a place. It’s easier to clean, less to wash and definitely saves time. Sometimes we get busy or ill and our homes take over! We begin to see dust and clutter and we do what we’re “able” to do and believe me, it will be there when we’re feeling better or have more time. I’ve learned it’s easier to clean as I go and put things away right after using them, which saves me time and frustration too. With children and like us, who just have fur and feather kids at home now, doing with less just makes sense and it’s something most of us can do, we just have to look around and see how much we have that we really don’t need or use. Yes, I’m getting back to simplicity and balance and realizing what feels right for me and what I’m really “able” to handle at this stage in my life. I will always have plenty to do but for now making time to get more organized, have less and do what I can, when I can, feels pretty good. 

Blessings for the weekend~Mysti-Fran

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