~ Sharing Your Voice ~
It is now time to share YOUR VOICE with others. A page has been created on this site as a space for your thoughts and words – your voice. I invite you to submit your original writing, and I encourage you to write about your own spiritual journey into consciousness. Please e-mail your Word doc. file or writing in the body of an email to Shelly@ShellyRWilson.com with “submission for YOUR VOICE” in the subject line. All submissions will be reviewed and may be edited. A submission does not guarantee that it will be posted in this space.
This is SHERYL SITTS VOICE ~
From Business (Busy-ness) to Consciousness
Social work is one of the busiest yet most rewarding fields I’d ever worked in, and coordinating huge events in service to others with minimal assistance can be quite stressful. I feel so passionately about events of service, that somewhere in all of that I can tend to lose myself. That is a spiral that took years to create and working through many challenges that somehow led to more. Little did I know that the breaking point I so dreaded would in fact be my awakening, and not an ending but a beginning!
A couple of days after a huge event for youth, my back pain worsened and I recalled a gift certificate I’d received for a massage. I contacted a nearby participating salon and set my appointment. Arriving I was shuffled last-minute to different therapist, and then lost ten minutes because I couldn’t get my silly (and gaudy) necklace off my body. Frustrated, and completely stressed, I grumbled about losing 10 minutes of massage time. The therapist introduced herself and apologized.
What happened during the next hour was nothing short of Divine. Gradually our spirits connected and she read me like an open book. I HAD been carrying something way too heavy, and it was more than just the ice chest. I had NOT asked for help in carrying anything in years. That thing I could not get from around my neck was so much more than a necklace!
Her trust in me led her to say things she was not allowed in that salon, yet in doing so she opened me to my future and my own readiness. She shared with me that we were not alone, and a woman’s spirit who was now deceased had joined us, with a message for me to, “remember Who you are.” I felt my deceased mother’s love wrap around me as I hadn’t since she passed. She suggested that I had been a man in a past life and maybe that’s why I had such trouble asking for help. (Boy does that explain some things, not the least of which is my love of driving fast 5-speed cars and distaste for too much fru-fru).
Before I left, we’d both cried and hugged. She also recommended The Game of Life and How to Play It, a dynamic book that started me on a conscious and profound new Journey Of Possibilities, both personally and professionally. It was a powerful experience that shifted both of our lives, and our friendship continues to grow now as we share our Journey and keep shining Light in dark spaces.
Communities such as this are a true blessing, helping us remain Awake and Inspired! Namaste.
Yours In Spirit,
Sheryl Sitts, Founder & Chief Inspirational Officer
Journey of Possibilities
This is GARY MOLLOY’S VOICE ~
by Painter/Poet Gary Molloy
My name is Gary Molloy. I’m an artist, poet and charity worker. I was diagnosed with Bi-polar 1 disorder, which is a severe form of the illness in my mid-twenties. I use art as a medium for channeling crippling mood swings.
Painting stilllifes, landscapes and figures, my interest lies in the outline of forms and not in their intricate details. My work is insular and immediate – a characteristic which is accentuated by use of impasto and broad brush strokes.
Ten years ago, I arrived at Core Arts, a mental health charity which helps people connect with and discover their creative potential. I’d never been remotely interested in art before, but the spark of creativity that my first visit ignited, flared into a blaze of exuberance with flame-like forms and scar-like brushstrokes. In recent years, the glow of this period has blended with more subtle realizations of beauty in the observed object or chosen motif.
Through my art and poetry, I could finally connect with something creative. I had found my vocation and it turned into my purpose. I have rediscovered my dreams, which were shattered by 10 years of illness.
One of the first paintings I sold, in the early days at Core Arts, was titled “Freedom.” I slowly realized that freedom is not escape from the storm; it is peace within the storm. Another painting I sold was titled “Forgiveness.” This began the journey of forgiving myself and others.
For years throughout my illness, I was living in fear – fear of failure and the future. Fear seemed to be my best buddy. I felt very controlled, closed and dead. Today, I am living out of purpose. I’m happy working on my art and being creative. Now, I’m living from a place of love, and I feel open, free and alive.
I had a very serious side-effect called Akathisia in 1999 from a high dose of Anti-psychotic medication. It took years to find out what had happened, but through research, I found other people online who had experienced the same condition. They described an extreme condition with an inability to sit still, coupled with an inability to move. You struggle to breath, and it can go on for days. Some websites on-line describe it as chemical torture. I wanted to highlight this in an art form and so designed a puzzle and short book titled Akathisia, which was completed in March and will be available soon.
It took me years to realize that my happiness, health and harmony were my choice; my right, and it would lead to freedom. My work has been exhibited at the Tate Modern, Christie’s Auction House, Mayfair (Alongside Andy Warhol) and currently at the V&A childhood museum London.
Finally I’d like to say I have been well for 12 years. My wish and goal is to inspire, encourage and help people through art.
This is DANIELLE RUTLEDGE’S VOICE ~
by Danielle Rutledge
I was 11
Wishing for heaven
I sat miserably with scissors
Praying desperately for a heavenly visitor
I wanted to kill myself
I was living in a secret hell
I wouldn’t dare tell
I wouldn’t dare scream and yell
No signs, no trail
I hid it well
Those demons they dwelled
I felt I had failed
My mind felt jailed
Would the pain end with a farewell?
No one was aware
So, of course, no one cared
I never felt safe enough to share
My daily nightmares
Talking about it brought me shame
I took it upon myself to reclaim
My fear-filled brain
I was petrified, terrified, and I glorified fear
This was everyday of the year
Only shedding tears behind closed doors
Begging and pleading “Please God NO MORE!”
I was hurting at my deepest core.
The judgment and names
Hate and drama-filled games
They were all the same
I was wanting to be different
It was going to take commitment
I was filled with resentment
It created my limitations and restrictions
I desired and admired
And rarely aspired
I was sick and tired of not feeling required
And not being able to acquire
My truest desires
Changing my convictions
Releasing being a mouthy vixen and victim
Stop hoping and wishing
Start a new mission
Shed my old image
Embrace a new vision
Choose to feel accepted
No more feeling neglected
I’m changing my perception
Releasing the anger, jealousy, greed and envy
Is not always easy or pleasing
But I am releasing to relieve and receive
I am stopping the poor-me mentality
To begin to accept love and peace as my new reality
Is all of this even a possibility?
I had forgotten to love me, you, and the land
I had no real goals or plans
Just a beer and a nice tan
It was my selfish superficial stance
Voiding myself of any real chance
To dream and expand
I had forgotten how to dance, enjoy, and love
I had forgotten to rejoice in the power above
I had my things and my drugs
The rest was all unimportant details I swept under the rug
I was unaware I could dream
Living only by a means
I wasn’t me or who I wanted to be
I numbed my being and every feeling
I was very deceiving.
Compassion, passion, and action
I have been lacking
Fear and loathing have led me slacking
I have been passive
I have fed off of reaction
My life I would have captioned
In the past as slow-moving and taxing
There’s glory here for me
I’m choosing a new story.
It’s the end of the poor me mentality
As I say yes to pure ecstasy
By looking for the light in me
I’m no longer the girl crying on the floor
Begging and pleading no more
I’ve risen to my knees but not to beg or plead
To breath, see, and believe that there is a Christ in me.
I’m still here releasing my fears
Drinking less beer
Trying to figure out how to be sincere
I’m still switching gears
My pain is less severe
Some of the hurt I’ve let disappear
Letting the good in me slowly reappear
By holding myself accountable and looking in the mirror.
I’m living more expressively, creatively, freely, and aggressively
I’m allowing myself to enjoy and love me
It’s slowly and progressively becoming more easy to be me freely.
Reputation no longer my motivation
I’m looking for salvation
To some of my old ways I have already said salutations
I am looking for inspiration
That leads to feelings of validation.
I feel better these days
Now that I’ve cleared some of the haze
Feeling less dazed
My eyes have been covered with a new golden glaze.
I’m letting love light my pathways.
My new life has been in motion
No more sugar-coating
No more swaying and coaxing
I have started devoting
No more moping, hoping, and doting
It’s time for focusing
I will find that which strengthens me
Enlightens me and heightens me
Release that which frightens me
Accept and shed light on what brightens me
Unleash the fight in me
It’s my God-given right you see.
Infinite love and gratitude is my new attitude
More meditation, realizations, and appreciation
My openness and willingness
Has led me to much bigger bits of happiness
I am blessed
I am seeking my best
I’ll trust God will handle the rest.
I was 11
Wishing for heaven
17 years and a lot of tears
A lot of anxiety and so many fears
But with the help of love, words, family, and a few peers
I am now 28
Releasing my anger and hate
Trading in my past for a clean slate
Realizing my fate
Is in my hands to create.
This is STEPHANIE EZZAT’S VOICE ~
By Psychic Medium, Stephanie Gasparino Ezzat of Soul Illumination
For myself, my lack of voice started very clearly in the first grade. It was the first day of school at Saint Joseph’s. Anxiously sitting in our seats in front of Sister Mary, she directed us to announce our names. I can replay the moment even after all these years. The young boy who sat in the row directly next to me announced his name, which was Portuguese, “Querrious” (queer – ros). Sister Mary back-handed him across the face for saying “queer”. When blood began to flow rapidly from his nose, I reached out with my hands, clearly “remembering” hands heal. Sister Mary turned her unhappiness toward me and demanded in the name of God that I never lay my hand on anyone in such a way.
I was six years old. Thus the evolution of hiding my gifts - clairvoyance, clairaudience, telepathy, healing, and the ability to communicate with the Spirit realm began. It not only affected who I was at the deepest level, making me timid, shy, misunderstood, and feeling isolated. It instilled an enormous fear within me in “The name of God”.
When I was twelve, my grandmother crossed. I “knew” and she came to speak to me saying goodbye. I told my Mother, her daughter.
I did not speak of it again until I was 22 when my father passed away suddenly. He came everyday for a year to help us unravel the chaos of his death.
I returned to silence again until I was 27, when I was gifted with a Reiki session. Much to my and the practitioners surprise, it was not just a typical session. The amount of Angels that walked through me during those 60 minutes crowded the room. Lights turned on and off, the timer went crazy, and I left my body, watching from above as the gentle Reiki Master transferred healing to my physical body.
The road to finding my voice started there in that room with something called Reiki. Something I had never heard of before. I studied, practiced, and mastered, this modality and many others. But truthfully, I was still silencing a large portion of my soul. Loving to heal, but being the silent participant by offering healing and not speaking about what I saw, heard, felt and knew.
It was not until I met a Psychic Medium several years later, who took one look at me and said very gently, “I know you can do this. I know you already do this.” There was no hiding there. The pivotal moment - make a choice.
I spent seven years in Psychic and Mediumship Development, longer than I needed to before professionally stepping out to read for others. During that process, not only did I find my strength to speak, what I saw, heard, knew and felt - I found the voice of a teacher.
One of the strongest voices there was - a teacher. Someone who guided, taught, confirmed, validated, lured, and built faith using every skill she could think of and then some new ones offered by Spirit to help others find the voice hidden within.
There were many things to test me, break me, derail me and silence me along the way. My daughters attempted suicide, and Bipolar disorder that took three years and a long-term hospital commitment to control. A relationship not destined or permitted according to my human contract, a long story, which would take years to share. All tests of faith and a process to stretch my belief in the Spiritual Realm beyond what I could imagine.
In the end making my whisper as loud and effective as my shout. My touch - one of grace with true empathy and understanding. My strength - a reservoir even I cannot see the depths of.
But most importantly, a voice – one that will never be silenced again.
This is ROS CLARKSON’S VOICE ~
by Life Enhancer, Ros Clarkson of Findingurwings
I believe we are here to learn, to grow, to experience challenges, to accept change, and to walk through fear with courage. We all have free will. We have the “choice” to either see things as a negative (bad) and be the victim, or as a positive (learn) and be the victor. This choice is up to you.
Being grateful for what you have in your life, releasing judgment of others, and living in the present moment gives you a more peaceful and happier way of living. I know this firsthand.
In 2002, around my 40th birthday, I was introduced to John Edwards, a Psychic/Medium, and my interest in the afterlife was awakened. Then again in 2006, my world as I knew it was about to change completely after attending a workshop on emotional intelligence. I watched a dvd called “The Secret,” which changed the way I viewed this world. My husband lost his job after 19 years of employment, and we had to move home. I had a deep trust and belief that all would be alright
During that time, I found a new love of reading, and the ability to release emotions, beliefs, and stories I had held in my body all my life. I discovered my passion in healing modalities completing Reiki/Sechiem level 1 & 2, Access-Bars, Clairvoyant Healing with Belinda Grace, a crystal practitioner course and a mediumship course. It was at this time that I was introduced to my spirit guides and angels. I facilitated a workshop titled, “You Have the Power Within”. I love working with the Angelic and Elemental realms. I feel blessed and I am very grateful for my life.
I am someone who has overcome many challenges, from childhood peer pressure to rejection (which I inwardly took on as there must be something wrong with me) – the victim. Because of my low self-esteem, I experienced depression with suicidal thoughts, a sexual assault, postnatal depression after the birth of my two daughters, and lived with feelings of worthlessness. With the tools and the information I have gained over these past few years, I am now able to let go of the negative emotions I have held. I love and accept me as I am right now.
My journey continued with the biggest challenge to date when I was diagnosed with breast cancer in May 2010. I had a mastectomy, chemotherapy, radiotherapy and Herceptin. At the same time, my eldest daughter was involved in a car accident. She was hospitalized for a month. I cared for her for the next 3 months while her body recovered from a broken pelvis, leg and bladder, and I was attending to my own treatments.
My belief is that we have no control over 10% of what happens to us, but 90% control of how we handle the situation.
With the knowledge, tools and beliefs from the holistic and orthodox medicine, I learned that it is a great time to assist in my own healing.
It is now my desire to assist others in finding clarity, calmness and focus, and to see the positive in their lives while enjoying living.