All posts by Nandini

For some time now I have been searching for my true life purpose, asking the Universe to guide me on the right path. The past few years have been filled with transformations and upheavals - all part of the Divine Plan - culminating in a move from England to the US. With still no real sense of what I was meant to do, I was suddenly and unexpectedly invited into a circle of healers and mediums. I have discovered an important part of my purpose - to tell the world their stories and in so doing, help those who may be struggling to come to terms with their own gifts - that are truly meant to be shared with the world.

One step forward, two steps back

Photo Credit: Virginie on Flickr
Photo Credit: Virginie on Flickr


Five Planets in Retrograde

Things seem a little sticky right now,

Walking in slow motion through cobwebs.

Mercury dances to his own tune,

While nothing is making sense.


Mars tells me to hang back,

When usually he cheers me on.

When will this waiting end,

When will sleep be mine again.


Ideas hang in mid-air,

Goals seem just out of reach.

Jupiter holds back his fortune,

Luck is not mine to keep.


Saturn brings his hard grind,

Forcing growth when I want rest.

Solar blasts keep me edgy,

This must be for the best.


Pluto says look within,

Release what no longer serves.

Progress may be slow,

But the answers are found therein.


So as I take one step forward,

But two steps back.

I know the path is being cleared,

And I must stay on track.


The Angels cheer me on,

They say these times are your test.

Let the planets do their dance,

Dear one, the Universe has your back!


Sweat the Small Stuff



We do stuff. Our days are filled with the minutiae of our lives, from the moment the alarm shocks our eyes open to when we fall back into the comfort of sleep. What are these things that fill our lives? Are they simply things to keep us occupied…. the means to earn a living, the ways of being a parent or the means of helping our fellow humans make the world a more comfortable place? Or are they something much bigger – perhaps a means of creating the very fabric of what makes us what we are?

Most of us appreciate that there is a bigger picture to the small stuff that fills our lives. The problem is that we struggle to figure out exactly what that bigger picture is. Can we ever really know? Perhaps the answer to this problem is to focus on the small stuff, in a way that helps us understand the bigger deal. This calls for a degree of mindfulness that we rarely practice in our rush to get things done. It calls for a complete about-face in our multi-tasking mindset which fools us into perceiving busyness as akin to being productive.

Starting now, pay attention to the small stuff – how you answer your child when you are thinking of the work project that you must complete, whether you push past someone to get to the front of the checkout at the grocery, or how you judge the young girl with tattoos and piercings that make you think, “ouch!”. Pay attention to the things that come and go in a fleeting moment, rarely lasting long enough for you to give a second thought to them. Pay attention to you smiling at the old man sitting alone on the park bench, telling your partner that their smile helps you through the day, and taking the time to show your parent how to negotiate the internet.

Out of these small things will come a bigger picture – a picture of you as you’ve probably never taken the time to see yourself. If you are intent on personal and spiritual growth, you will see yourself as the light of God working to raise world consciousness. But you will also see things that you want to do better, things that you know will change the very fabric of what you are. There are lessons in the small stuff, and they can teach us big things.

We are told to not “sweat the small stuff” and there is wisdom in not letting the irrelevant take over our thoughts and emotions. Perhaps we just need to learn to sweat the small stuff in a way that teaches us how to grow into the best that we can be.



The Wind Spoke to Me


Photo Credit: Philip Edmondson on Flickr
Photo Credit: Philip Edmondson on Flickr

The Wind spoke with me today. He told me of the wisdom in understanding my power – when to blow strong and when to whisper.

He taught me the beauty in caressing the branches and leaves, creating patterns that reverberate in time.

He showed me the elegance in playing with the clouds and dancing with the angels.

He showed me the tenderness in touching a blade of grass and the strength in never being understood.

For do we truly understand the magic that is the wind? Or do we acknowledge the breath that is our very life?

And as he spoke of how he sustains life, he told me of the death and destruction that he wreaks. He told me why it is needed for new birth.  It is the part he must play.

He taught me to not shun my strength and to see the beauty that comes with pain.

The Wind taught me to be me. 

What Would Love Do?


What would Love Do

When faced with a dilemma, we are urged to ask the question “What would Love do?”  How often do we profess to love someone, only to react with selfish anger or pride when that person displeases us in some way?

And our love is usually selfish – in full flow when we are pleased, in very short supply when not so much so. And we justify that selfish love with a myriad of reasons, usually rooted in our belief that what we do and think is always right.

I recall once hearing a father express his understanding of so called “honor killings”. Not that I ever believed that this person would himself be capable of such an act, but to hear him voice sympathy for the families “wronged” by their daughters’ actions, left me stunned. That hurt pride and a sense of smallness in society’s eyes could lead parents to take the life of their child, leaves me in wonder at how inhumane humanity has become. That we as humans have lost touch with what LOVE really is, is cause for despair.

There is too much of that despair around me – the noise of racism, class division, religious bigotry and hatred screams in my ears, reminding me of the evils that blight our world. How do I make a difference? How do each of us make a difference?

We make a difference by asking the question What would Love do?  in each instance in our lives where we feel unsure of how to act. My callous disregard for a person less fortunate than myself or your belittling of someone with a different viewpoint to your own , takes us both away from LOVE.  We may not be capable of taking a life, but we are certainly able to inflict hurt and pain. It is not what LOVE would do.

During the just ended holiday season, there was an abundance of giving and loving. Perhaps we will be doing humanity a favor by extending that abundance to throughout the year, not waiting for a season of goodwill to be human. It is what LOVE would do.