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I asked for help…

And, it wasn’t easy.

This past week was a lesson learning/tweaking week – which translates to….OMG, SERIOUSLY???? WTF!!!

Initially, with each lesson I went to my pity party/woe is me/blah, blah, blah, and yada space.

But, with all of the energies that are here to support us through this time…each time, but one, I was able to see the gift of the lesson rather rapidly.

The one that I needed help for, was to ask for love.


seriously, Paula? You can’t ask for love?

shit – this is a big one.

My son had to go to the Emergency Room on Friday morning. He was in horrible pain, and suspected kidney stones…

I texted a dear friend…The first thing he asked was: “How is he?” The second thing he asked was: “And how are you?” I wasn’t sure how to respond. I don’t remember, with a few exceptions, anyone ever asking me that. It took me a while. “I could use a hug.” His answer: “I wish I could be there to hug you.”


lots and lots of tears.

I wrote an extremely vulnerable post on Facebook, because, once I felt that sort of compassion, and love…I found I needed more.

Here it is:

Most of the time, I don’t mind being alone, I’m actually happy….most the time. Today however is one of those days that I wish I had support… I received tons of virtual hugs… But a real hug, and being able to cry in somebody’s arms… Would have been most welcome.

Dropped my son off at the emergency room and couldn’t go in…

And, because I was able to be vulnerable and raw, I received more love than I’ve ever dreamed possible….and the floodgates opened.

You may tell me that I need to reach down deep inside of me and find the love that I craved inside of me….

But, I needed connection.


I NEEDED connection.


Me, the one who is an introvert and loves spending time alone.

I think, right now, more than ever we all do.

And, I asked for help. In spite of my fear of doing so.

Where does that fear of asking for help come from?

I think mine comes from my mother who did not approving of my divorce. She made it quite clear that she thought I was making the biggest mistake of my life. And so, I vowed to be strong….to show her that I was ok. Now I know that her thoughts were actually fueled by love but I didn’t know it then.

Something shifted for me on Friday. Something huge. As I said earlier we are so supported throughout this time of massive change. And for all of us that are able to learn our lessons with grace – believe it or not – we help others do the same.

We came here for these times. We agreed that we wanted to be on Earth to help with the biggest shift (to 5D and beyond) that we have ever experienced. We are all warrior Gods and Goddesses that begged to be here – now! We knew what the difficulties were going to be. And we said “Hell yeah!! I wanna be in on this!!!”

I believe in all of your abilities to navigate these changes with grace – and please, don’t forget to reach out for help when you need it. That’s why we chose to be here!!

May We Walk Together As One.


Nasty Woman/Sweet Soul

Or….Things aren’t always what they appear to be….until you look below the surface.

So, I had a “thing” happen yesterday.

I received a text from a woman who purchased one of my angels. She was adamant about having this particular angel…

“Angel here and I am most unhappy. One arm, no blue on her anywhere, and has a crystal hanging from her wing. Did you send me the wrong angel? We need to talk. This is unacceptable for $450!”

I’m pretty good about checking, double checking and frequently triple checking with my collectors before I ship. This one was no exception.

I asked her to send me a pic of what I shipped her, because, being human, I can and do make mistakes.

Same angel that she was adamant about having. And, also, wanted me to change the angel’s name just for her….at that point….my intuition told me that there could be an issue….don’t ask me why…it just did.

In my post on Facebook, I said, that although the wings looked blue because of the light reflecting off of them, that they were not.

She did have two arms….one was just next to her body. AND, the crystal was plainly clear on my post.

My “OMG, I have to make this person happy” kicked in. BIG TIME!!!

I offered to refund her money, minus shipping, and asked her to ship her back.


In the meantime, I was working through my minor panic attack with a friend. She reminded me, “Your vibration is higher….do NOT stoop to her level”.


She threatened to put it all over Facebook, which sent me into more panic.

I further communicated with her. Telling her that there must have been some sort of misunderstanding, and that I wanted to make it right with her, but yet, reminding her that there was absolutely no misrepresentation on my part. And apologizing for the fact that she was not happy.

Crickets and tree frogs.

I asked her how she would like to proceed.

This was her answer: There is NO proceed. I am done!!!

Well, alrighty then.

I sat outside for hours after that.

What was the lesson here? Because this sort of interaction ALWAYS contains a lesson.

It came. I heard my Dad’s voice: “Paula, there are some people that wouldn’t be happy even if they were buried in a gold coffin.”

Compassion kicked in….and, believe it or not…gratitude.

He’s right. I (You) just cannot make all people happy. Some are just here this lifetime to be a nasty woman/sweet soul contract. I gotta let that shit GO!!

I honor her for fulfilling that contract for me.

Grateful that I did not react and say things that I might regret. Grateful that instead I responded with grace and dignity. EXTREMELY grateful that I didn’t call her the name that was on the tip of my tongue, because I was triggered BIG TIME.

Things are not what they appear to be. Look below the surface before you react.

May We Walk Together As One.


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