“SOUL LIFE…”

Each time I hear, see, or speak the words SOUL LIFE I revisit, for the moment, my childhood. How easy it was then to visualize every possibility as I had yet to place parameters on my own dreams. Still time has a way of shifting who we are and I now consider my dreams—past and present—an element of my Soul Life.

Why you may ask? Well it began at my birth. I was surrounded by family on all sides and wherever I wandered. Each voice conveyed innuendo as to the caretaking of a spiritual life. Of course I was typewriter_legswtypewriter_sample_img_2unaware of this until years later and my encounter with a high priestess; my Great Grandmother. She arrived in America from Italy long before I was even a thought. And until I was a grown woman I did not spend much private time with her. Until that one day…  Her blueprint was to rock slowly back and forth on her front porch; a grey shawl wrapped tight about her shoulders. On this morning she shared with me saying: “It’s my time!” She continued rocking and added: “The angels carry my soul back to God.”

She continued her rocking cadence but remained silent; even though I asked her to explain …my time. Whether or not she lived beyond “…my time” I shall never know. Yet that moment with her I shall never forget.  

These days there are social media sites across the spectrum as to the Soul and its purpose before life during life and afterlife. Our guides in this open dialogue are names like Deepak Chopra, Gary Zukav, Eckhart Tolle, Oprah, Wayne Dyer, and so many more. I do not pretend to speak on their behalf or on behalf of my great grandmother.

As to the word soul I see it as an intention given by God with a return date required.

“STORY ITSELF…”

Janet's logo textStory is a word that means chronicle, narrative, legend, fable etc. But Story Itself, well that’s different. How do I know? My clients taught me. What my clients continue to teach is that each voice is a powerful tool. And, that each human being has a unique memory voice that does not change over time. It just rests in the ether of silence; that is, unless someone inquires.

The ITSELF cadence of a STORY looks something like this…

  • At the beginning of an interview client voices are quiet, unsure and falter between thoughts. But once they trust their individual cadence they never waiver.
  • The pace of how a client breathes between words discloses their unique speaking voice.
  • The easiest disclosures are about what they love, who they love and why they love.
  • How they love is revealed in a pause between words or a subtle deep breath.
  • I feel their disappointments that rest in the tone of their voice and the pace of their telling.
  • Their choice of word informs me that they are happy, afraid, joyous or sorrowful.
  • When quieting their speaking voice they are about to reveal a secret.
  • To laugh aloud at their own words means they just learned something about themselves.
  • Regrets are never given freely; but, a long-held breath or a deep sigh says it all.
  • Hope, on the other hand, is expressed fully and genuinely.
  • I’ve learned to listen closely to inflections and word choice. These reveal intention.
  • During transcription there are deep sighs, long pauses and even dead space. Sometimes I can garner a meaning; but most often the space is for their remembering. 
  • All clients say: “…my life was just so ordinary.” But, their intonation in speaking these words begins, maybe for the first time ever, to cause them to wonder what ordinary really means.