What would you do if you were told that you had only five more days to live?

Who would you want to spend time with? What would want to do? What would be truly important… and what would pale in comparison?

I had just hung up the phone after talking to my wonderful friend Caroline. She was vibrant, joyous, loving and filled with radiance . . . and she’d been told that on Tuesday they were going to pull the plug and stop her blood transfusions and that by Wednesday or Thursday she’d be dead.

When I got off the phone I wanted to hit somebody or something . . . hard. I want to scream at the top of my lungs, “Why Caroline? Why? Why did Caroline get bone cancer? Why would our medical system do this?” I wanted a miracle. I wanted God and a legion of angels to come down and fix this. But this was my agenda . . . not Caroline’s. She was radiating a light that I just did not feel.

I’ve known Caroline for many years. I used to spend up to a month every year with her in London, when I traveled there twice a year to do seminars. I slept on her too-short couch, with my legs hanging over the end, in her flat on Portobello Road . . . after we had eaten our nightly India curry take-out with glee while talking late into the night about music, life and the universe. I wrote about her in one of my books. (Feng Shui for the Soul) We’ve spent time together in various places around the worldFlorida, Georgia, Washington State, London and Australiaand we share the same birthday. We used to call each other every April 16th to wish ourselves the most amazing year ever!

Caroline said she loved talking to me because I was so positive. But honestly, I didn’t feel positive. I felt angry, sad and frustrated. But at the same time, I was on my knees with humility because I’m so inspired by my dear friend.

In the throes of this deadly disease, my splendid friend was teaching me so much. In our conversation, she said that she has realized that her entire life she’s been more afraid of living than of dying . . . and that now . . . she’s finally living. She’s also realized that truly the only thing that matters is joy . . . and she said that she’s feeling more joy that she ever has in her life.

“Denise, what do you do when you’re told that you only have a few days to live?”

I answered that I wasn’t sure.

She said, “It makes every moment precious. When I go to the toilet, I know that there is only a limited number of times that I will be able to do that . . . and it makes it a ’sacred toilet moment’. When I go to sleep, this makes it a ’sacred sleeping moment’. Every bit of food, every conversation, and every moment . . . no matter how seemingly mundane, is precious. I’m cherishing it all. Really we should always be doing this.”

We talked about the power of the present moment (and not re-hashing past and not worrying about the future) It’s so truewhat’s important is just being present in this moment now. In truth, nothing else exists but this splendid glorious moment now.

Our conversation made me think of the Charles Schultz Philosophy. Here it is: (You don’t have to actually answer the questions. You’ll get the point by just reading them.)

1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.
2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.
3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America Contest.
4. Name five people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.
5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor & actress.
6. Name the last decade’s worth of World Series winners.

How did you do?
The point is, most of us don’t remember the headliners of yesterday. These are not second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But achievements are forgotten. Accolades fade way.

Here’s another quiz. See how you do on this one:

1. List a few teachers or people who aided your journey through life.
2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.
3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.
4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.
5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.

It’s much easier isn’t it? The moral is that the people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that you love and that love you.

There are so many people that I love, and I’m assuming that you wouldn’t be getting this newsletter, if you weren’t my “peep,” so I’m sending you immense love in this moment. I love you. Please remember to relish EVERY moment no matter what is occurring, it is all sacred and precious.(Thank you Caroline for helping me remember this!!!)

Love deeply. Love NOW!! You never know when your last breath, last rainbow, last chance to say “I love you” will be.

I love you . . . you have my love and support always and forever,

p.s. A follow-up: In a following phone call, Caroline told me that she wasn’t afraid of dying, but she preferred not to be told the day of her demise and wanted to live longer than Thursday. I love my friend and wanted to do what ever I could to support her, so I appealed to my wonderful community on Facebook for help. (If you are not my friend yet, there please join me. It would be splendid to have you!) We started a letter writing campaign and the miracle that I pleaded the heavens for occurred. Caroline has had her treatment extended. She has been told that she now has months to live, during which time she can examine her options. Life is good!!!! I’m high fiving the heavens.

Mumblings & Musings
2010 – the most awesome year of your life!!!

Sending blessings to you, for an amazing 2010, from the labyrinth at Summerhill Ranch

2010 is the Year Legends are Made Of!
In many ways, the energy of this particular year is much more important than 2012. It’s pivotal in the evolution of the planet. The things you do and activate this year–in no small way—determine your future and contribute to the future of the planet. This is the year to reach out and take risks of the heart. Your future (and our collective future) is seeded in the coming months. The seeds you plant in the fertile soil of your soul this year take root in 2011 and will bear fruit in 2012.

2010 is the time to focus on your dreams and relinquish your attachment to limiting beliefs about the future. Shed the perception that you’re not enough. You no longer need to be a victim of your childhood, your circumstances, or the times. Look forward. Stop driving the car of your life by looking in the rear view mirror. Decide that this coming year is the most empowering, passionate, transforming year of your life to date . . . and so it shall be!

The Predictions of 2012

In the last year, my e-mail box has been filled with numerous predictions about 12/21/2012. They range from the credible to the terrifying. However, one thing that most of them don’t take into account is free will. Although sometimes your destiny can feel like being caught in a swiftly moving river, in truth, you always have free will. No matter what your destiny may seem, free will can determine your future. This is the year to grab the reins of your future through your free will. Although everyone has a different perception about the next three years, here’s what resonates in my soul.

1. December 21, 2012 is not the end of human existence. Plain and simple—this is not true. This is either Hollywood drama or it comes from people who get a sense of adventure by the idea of impeding doom . . . the same way people rush to a burning fire. Life will continue long after this date.
2. It’s true that there will be an acceleration of energy in the future, but this has already started this last October and will increase in 2010. We are co-creating our reality and what we put into the collective unconsciousness in the months ahead will dictate the circumstances of the future. Use this acceleration for transformation and healing.

This is the Year to Manifest Your Heart’s Desire

In months ahead, you can find the truth of your soul. What has been hidden will be revealed. This is a time to listen to your dreams and intuitions and to watch for signs. The universe is whispering to you. When you listen, you’ll make the right choices. Step out of the fog into your radiance. Focus on what you’re grateful for and (as much as possible) don’t gnaw on the problems of the past. Embrace this coming year with pleasure and delight. The theme for 2010 is “energy follows thought.” Your thoughts will become your new reality with increasing speed. Please don’t waste this precious window of time.

Here are some things that you can do in the days ahead to take advantage of this powerful time.

Create a “Vision Seed Collage” for the Future

Creating a collage for your desired future works because it gives form to the unseen. The process is a ceremony of creation that facilitates your dreams coming true. Here are some suggestions: Don’t try to find photos of the exact “things” that you want. Instead, use photos or words that give you the “feeling” that you desire to experience as a result of attaining your desires. It’s much easier to manifest what you want when you are in touch with the “feeling.” Also, do not put anything on the collage that makes your subconscious scream, “That can’t possibly happen!” Your collage needs to feel attainable and possible. Place your collage in a place where its energy can be absorbed by your subconscious.

Create a Magical Miracle Box

This is similar to the creation of a collage, but it’s more fluid. Decorate a box—it can be cardboard, wood or plastic—and around the outside edges write: “Thank You! Thank You!” And on the inside lid write: “Whatever is written in this box is So!” Then, on slips of paper, write your desires . . . as if they have already occurred. When something manifests remove the slip of paper…and you can add more if you like. Put special objects into the box such as crystals or flower petals. Place it in a special place to help manifest your dreams.

Make a Manifestation Spirit Stick

Decorate a stick with yarn, beads, moss, feathers, etc. with your intention and prayers for the coming year. Every part represents a different aspect of your life in 2010. Leave it outdoors for 24 hours, preferable in a place where the morning sun can touch it. Then hang it inside so it can radiate that energy into your year.

These three seemingly simple things can make a huge difference in your coming year. To go to a class to learn more about these things please go to my website DeniseLinn.com and then to the link to Soul Coaches to get a Soul Coach to set up a class for you.

May this coming year be filled with immense blessings and love!!!

Mumblings & Musings ~ December 2009

Do you ever have those spontaneous moments when a little light of insight seems to sparkle in your mind? You don’t know where the insight came from, or why it appeared when it did . . . but you know it’s meaningful.

This just now happened to me. I was washing dishes and listening to the local country western radio station (which I only do when my husband is out of the house because he’s fairly rabid regarding his dislike of country music.)Suddenly—between scouring an egg-encrusted pan and scrubbing a well-loved mixing bowl—there was a flash and I knew the word.

The “word” isn’t like the word of God or anything like that. It’s an actual word that I’d been looking for . . . and I knew what it was!!!

About 14 years ago, my uncle created a kind of spiritual test for me. He wanted me to divine a Cherokee word that he was repeating in his mind. (I’m Cherokee on my mother’s side, but I don’t know many words in the Cherokee language. My uncle, however, spoke some Cherokee.) I was only given one chance to get it right. Since I really wanted to make my uncle proud—it seemed like I would pass some kind of invisible spiritual marker in his mind when I successfully accomplished this task—I decided to take my time before answering.

My uncle was an amazing human being. Although the idea of the “noble Indian” was really a myth perpetuated by Hollywood, he truly was noble. He was a man of very few words, but he lived in a gracious, humble way and understood the flow of nature. I admired him so much that I didn’t want to disappoint him. As the days turned into years, I prayed in sweat lodges to find the right word and I asked for guidance while out in nature, but I was never sure and didn’t want to take the chance of being wrong.

A few years ago, my uncle passed away. I grieved his death, and I grieved that I had been too afraid to venture a guess. Once he left this world, I figured I would never know what the word was and never pass his spiritual test.

Then today, while washing the dishes and not thinking about anything in particular—in fact, I was thinking about the coyote that chased our dog, Sadie, today—the word just slipped into my heart.Wado. This Cherokee word means “thank you.”

I wasn’t on a vision quest or in a sweat lodge. I wasn’t praying or meditating. The answer to my uncle’s question arrived softly like the morning mists that creep into the valley here at Summerhill Ranch. It just slid past my fear of not doing things perfectly and past the hesitation of taking a risk . . . and lodged itself in my heart. Wado. It was simple, yet, profound. I know that this is the word he wanted me to find. It was always there . . . I just never saw it.

My Uncle told me that Native Americans never understood the Western way of praying—the Western way of praying is to ask for things—because the Native American way of praying is to give thanks. The Cherokees, he said, gave thanks for the sun rising, for the rains, for the coming of light and the coming of darkness, for the trees, and for the bountiful harvest of the land. Living in a state of gratitude was thought to be holy. Being grateful was sacred.

The Solstice

As we are at the Winter Solstice—a time that to ancient cultures was the holiest time of the year since it initiates a time of new beginnings as once again the world is renewed as we go from the darkness into the light. It is upon the eve of the solstice that I offer you my heart in the spirit of wado. Thank you for being in my life. May the changing of the seasons bring you, even more, into a place of immense gratitude and awe of the wonders within and around you.

Happy Holidays to you! May this coming year be filled with immense blessings and love!!!

Wado!

News from the Ranch ~ September 2009

KILLER CHICKEN!! Okay, really just a frisky rooster!)

Bogie

What do you have when a chicken crosses the road?Poultry in motion!!

“Your rooster attacked me!” said one of the participants at an Imagery Dance workshop that I was leading here at Summerhill Ranch. “He leaped into the air and flew at me!”

“Not Bogart!” I thought. Bogart (or ‘Bogie’ as we call him) is my sweetie. He is the latest addition to our chicken flock and so far, he’s been very gentle with everyone.

Trying to assuage this woman, I said, “Maybe he was feeling a bit frisky and thought you were a female chicken . . . and he was courting you!” She seemed taken with this idea, so I hung my hat on it. “Yup,” I said, ” I bet he thought you were a cute chick, and he wanted to have his evil way with you!” We all laughed and forgot about it.

But then I wanted to find out the real reason why a seemingly gentle rooster would suddenly fly into attack mode. Here’s why.

The Real Reason Why Roosters Attack

When a rooster meets you, he’ll size you up. He’ll decide that either you’re another rooster (and then he is honor-bound to fight you!). Or he’ll decide that you’re not even close to being a rooster (in which case, he’ll let you go in peace).

Evidently, the woman–with her brightly colored, flowered pants—fit into the rooster category. So rather than being an amorous encounter (as I’d suggested) it was a “Who’s-Top-Rooster?” event.

The rooster has a very small brain, so if he decides that you are a rooster and he attacks, he figures there are two outcomes.

1. He won! In which case, he’ll act like he’s king of the roost and will proudly prance around in a victorious way. (Plus, he’ll expect you to act in a submissive way, as any self-respecting rooster would do after losing a fight.)
2. He lost. In which case, he will act submissive . . . of course until he decides to call a rematch.

Bogart was doing a lot of strutting and crowing all afternoon, so he surely thought he was the champion.

Preventing Rooster Attacks and Biker Dudes Stand-Offs

While researching about pugnacious roosters, I found that that if one is starting to gear up for battle, but then he’s offered some food, he’ll usually hastily forget the confrontation and scramble for the food to share with his hens. This would fall into the ‘Make Love, Not War” category. This 60’s motto was my mantra yesterday.

David was out of town—and it’d been over a year since I had a day all to myself. All week I was waiting for my perfect day of stillness. But, by the dictates of Murphy’s Law, my early morning serenity was shattered by the grinding, penetrating sound of what seemed like a million motorcycles. (Actually it was only about 50, but it sounded like a whole lot more.) In front of my house and blocking the driveway were lots of biker dudes (and dudettes) and their Harleys. Tables had been set up in our drive-way and there were lots of leather-clad, tattoo-toting people milling around.

“What the hell are you guys doing here?” I hollered. They barked back at me that that this was a motorcycle rally check-point and they’d be there all day. We had a bit of a stand off and I retreated into my home. I realized that I had two choices: I could righteously call the sheriff . . . and have everyone removed (which would generate lots of bad will). Or I could jump into the river and go with the flow. (“Make Love, Not War”) It was kind of like a rooster deciding between food or a battle.

At first it wasn’t an easy decision, but I finally grabbed four-dozen cookies from my pantry—as a peace offering—and went back to the horde. They backed down and apologized, explaining that they’d mistaken our home for a winery that’s down the road—and even asked me to be their guest at their banquet. Good feelings flowed all around … and I had a splendid (albeit noisy) day. So the moral is: When faced with a choice between battle or food . . . choose food!

Just kidding…the real moral is: Happiness is always a choice, no matter what’s happening around you.

That’s the news from Summerhill Ranch. Here’s information about the on-going 28 week Ultimate Inner and Outer Clutter Clearing program. The results that folks are getting have been astounding!!! It’s not too late to enroll! (see below)

Also, I’m getting really excited about the I Can Do It Conference in November at Tampa, Florida. The energy is so bright and sparkling! I’m doing a pre-conference on Friday (*with lots of powerful processes) as well as a talk on Sunday. I hope to see you there. (see below)

All my love..always and forever!!

smoke from the fires

Hi! If you are joining my newsletter for the first time, I’m so glad you’re here! Every so often I send out an e-newsletter that I call “Mumblings and Musings” about my life here at Summerhill Ranch. (It also has announcements about my coming events.) I hope that you enjoy it.

Right now at Summerhill Ranch it’s HOT!!! We are experiencing all the joy that goes with summertime-picnics, berry picking, and outdoor concerts under the stars- but this is also the time of year when we have to be so very careful about fires.

Last night I woke up coughing at 2am. There was smoke in the bedroom. I panicked and raced around the house to make sure that our home wasn’t on fire. (It wasn’t.) When I walked outside, the smoke was even thicker. I threw some clothes on and drove to a high vantage point to see if I could see a fire in the vicinity. But there was no red glow against the darkness of the night that would indicate an imminent fire, so I realized that the smoke was from the forest fires that had been blazing to the north and south of us and the smoke must have settled in our valley.

I hadn’t wanted to awaken David unless there was danger, so he was still sleeping as I slipped back into bed, but almost as soon as I fell asleep, the smoke woke him up and he leaped out of bed hollering, “Fire!” (He was still half-asleep so it took me awhile to convince him that the house wasn’t on fire.)

This morning we are sending prayers to all the displaced critters and to those that have to evacuate their homes.

The good news here at the ranch is that our grapes are ripening and hanging heavy and luscious on the vine (see photo). David, my husband, thinks that our wine this year will be excellent.

Bogart

Also, our budding rooster, Bogart, got his voice and he’s strutting around like he’s “all that!” He starts crowing at dawn, but each time he crows he looks around in surprise. It’s almost like he can’t figure out where that cool noise came from. When it finally dawns on him that he made that awesome sound, he fluffs himself up and marches around in pride. (I’ve included his photo!)

I’m writing to you because I’m over-the-moon excited about the 28-Week Ultimate Inner and Outer Clutter Clearing and Chakra Clearing Program that starts September 1st. If you’ve been feeling that it’s time to clear out the old to step into a new and vibrant new cycle in life, I guarantee that this will transform your life. (Learn More Here!)

Also, there are still spaces available in the Weekend of Miracles coming up soon in Monterey (Learn More). This will be an intimate seminar that will knock your socks off (in the best way) and there are still a couple of space left in the Soul Coaching Certification course this September. (Click Here)
Below is a listing of some of my courses coming up. I hope to see you at one of these events.

All my love..always and forever!!

News from the Ranch
Sometimes it’s the little things in life that create the most angst.
(and it’s also the little things in life that can create the most joy!!!)

PEPPER AND SADIE AND THE FOXTAILS

It’s foxtail season here at Summerhilll Ranch in the Central Coast of California. I know that this sounds like there are lots of cute little red foxes gamboling throughout the meadows, but actually the kind of foxtails that I’m talking about a kind of grass with a soft cylindrical spike that resembles the tail of a fox. They look so beautiful blowing in the wind … and they are deadly to animals.

Pepper

When our dogs, Pepper and Sadie, go for a walk with me and my husband, the foxtail seeds hop a ride on their fur and in a matter of minutes begin to burrow their way in the skin. These seeds seem to have a life of their own. One time I gently laid a few foxtails on my kitchen tablecloth and I was shocked to find that within a few minutes they had somehow buried themselves in the fibers. How did they do that? Weird.

Once they are inside an animal they continue to travel through the body, until sometimes they cause an abscess or even death by damaging organs. Both Pepper and Sadie have had numerous surgeries over the years to remove foxtails and both have had surgeries in the last month. (The only way to avoid foxtails is to keep our dogs indoors for four months of the year . . .they are not happy campers when we do this. And even then, some of the weed seeds manage to make it into the house and into their skin.)

Although both of our dogs have had encounters with mountain lions, a bear, and coyotes that have left them tucking their tail and running to lick their wounds, surprisingly the most damage in their lives have come from the small, every-present weed seed. It seems that the bigger encounters have been less damaging than the constant, chronic foxtails.

STRESS FROM UNFINISHED TASKS

I can’t help but think that this is similar to our human lives in which constant and chronic low-level fear is much more debilitating to the body than periodic high-level stress. Of course, the stress of major life events such as losing a loved one, getting a divorce, moving house, or getting fired can dramatically impact your health; but surprisingly a recent study found that the worse stress in life is from prolonged unfinished tasks. The stress of constantly putting off a chore, or having an unfinished job that hangs over your head day after day (like constantly postponing changing the filter in your furnace or cleaning the garage) has the same negative impact on the body as smoking over a pack of cigarettes a day!

Nagging stress exhausts you and gnaws away at you. It’s been estimated that having a number of unfinished tasks in your life can dramatically age you. It can age you anywhere from eight years for one persistent unfinished task to thirty-two years for having a number of uncompleted tasks!

So if you’re 40 years old in chronological age, your biological age could actually be 72 years old! Arrrggh!!!

When I read this study, I immediately made a plan to begin to get some of my nagging tasks done . . . and to simply let go of the ones that really weren’t important anyway. However, one low level nagging stress in my life that probably won’t go away—at least until is August—is the ever-present foxtail.

The GREATEST JOY!!!

Although, I have some unfinished tasks that seem to constantly loom over me, I also remember that it’s the small things in life that can bring the greatest joy. Simply sipping your coffee in the morning while watching the sunrise with a chorus of birds in the background, or taking a moment to truly connect with an old friend, or enjoying a slice of cold watermelon on a hot day—taking time to cherish the small moments of pleasure in every day can profoundly increase the overall quality of life and can add back some of those years lost to nagging unfinished tasks.

All my love..always and forever!!

I‘ve just arrived back home from my time in Bavaria where I was teaching seminars for several weeks. My hotel was about 30 minutes from the seminar location and I was driven to and from the hall every day by a remarkable man named Chumba Lama. On these daily sojourns, I asked Chumba about his past in Tibet and Nepal.

The story that unfolded was astonishing and is a further reminder to me that no matter what your life circumstances have been, the past does not need to equal the future. You can heal the past and have joy, health, prosperity, and love in great abundance.

In a nutshell, this is his story. Chumba was born 34 years ago in a tiny Tibetan village that is so remote that the only way to get there is to walk for seven days. There are no phones, no mail service and electricity and no roads.

The circumstances of his conception were traumatic. Late one afternoon, four ruffians from a neighboring village chanced upon his mother and she was raped. Instead of helping her to heal from this horrific event, the people in her small village scorned her and totally rejected little Chumba when he was born. With no resources, and barely able to survive from hunger (because no man would marry a woman that had been raped), Chumba’s mom took out her anger on him and beat him for the smallest offense. When an Uncle visited from Katmandu, he was so concerned for the safety of little six-year-old Chumba that he offered to take the boy to Kathmandu with him.

However, once they arrived in Katmandu, the uncle suffered a seizure and died on the street and tiny Chumba was left to fend for himself with no money, no food, without being able to speak the Nepalese language and not knowing how to get back home. He lived on the street for several years begging for food. At night he slept curled up in a tire. But bigger street kids would steal whatever he got and in the nights he was often raped by the older boys. He barely survived, living on the monkey biscuits when he could get them. A Tibetan monk found him and took him to the lamasery where he lived for over ten years. Eventually he traveled with one of the Rimpoches and met and married a wonderful woman from Bavaria, where he lives now.

Here is a photo Chumba Lama. There was a snow storm while we in Bavaria.

Chumba is one of the most loving, kind, joyous beings I have ever met. He has every reason to feel resentful and angry about what happened to him in his past—who would blame him—but instead he has focused on the blessings that he feels that are continually bestowed on him… and the blessings just continue to grow. (Incidentally, Chumba would never call himself a holy man, he just thinks of himself as someone who relishes life with joy. But to me that is holy.) He reminds me that no matter what has happened in your past, you can forgive it, heal it and step into radiance and joy. It’s never too late. It’s simply a matter of focusing on what is great in your life . . . and there is ALWAYS something to be grateful for!

If you want more for yourself in the future, focus on what is great in your life right now. This works. It really works! Ask Chumba. He knows. This is what he did to transform and heal his life.

Thank you for allowing me to share with you about this special man. (He leads journeys to Nepal and India. If you are interested please e-mail me and I will forward your e-mails to him.) In this newsletter, you will get information about my online seminar this Thursday. It’s going to be GREAT!! Also, there is information about some of my upcoming seminars and the I Can Do It Conference coming up in a couple of weeks.

I send you immense love and wishes for a splendid Spring (or Autumn—if you live in the Southern Hemisphere)

Shimmering Blessings!

Something remarkable just happened to me recently, which brought up lots of sweet emotions.  I was in our town—Paso Robles, California—trying to get a glance of Lance Armstrong as he went across the finish line in the Amgen bike race. For almost 30 minutes, I stood on my tip-toes trying to see through the crowd, waiting for the bicyclists to soar into town. But just when Lance arrived, someone lunged in front of me and I didn’t see anything but the back of all the spectators.  However, that’s not what brought up emotions. 

As I waited for the crowd to subside, I sat down on a bench in the park. A young man with Down’s Syndrome asked if he could sit next to me and I scooted over to make room for him.  He plopped down, turned to me and said, “I love you!” and flung his arms around me in a big hug. He kept saying, “I love you! You are wonderful!” It was a simple, vulnerable expression of love . . . without fear or judgment. It felt holy and healing. I was so deeply touched.  He placed his head on my shoulder and sighed.  Then after awhile, he sat up, looked at my throat and asked me to swallow.  He then lightly placed his fingers on my throat and asked me to swallow again and again.  He finally said. “Good.”  And he got up and waved good-bye saying, “My name’s Eric. Maybe we will see each other again.”

The amazing thing about this wasn’t just the depth of love and affection that he showered on me, but the miraculous healing that occurred after he left. For the last 20 years I’ve had some large nodules on my thyroid. They were always a little sore. The next day when I touched my throat and swallowed, I couldn’t feel them at all. They were gone!  Of course, there could be many reasons why these nodules have disappeared, but one reason could be that this loving teenager was an angel in disguise. (I believe that angels are all around us in many forms, we just have to be open to feel their loving presence.)

Well, I’m in Bavaria as you read this, perched high on top of a snow covered peak in a tiny hotel. (There are only nine rooms). There is space on this peak for only one hotel and the mountain sheers straight down in all directions from the walls of the hotel.  The road up here is steep and scary, but wow!  It’s beautiful once one arrives.

You have my deepest blessings and all my love,

My New Newsletter!

You may notice that this newsletter looks different than my other ones.  We have updated everything.  I sure hope that you like it. Below are some topics and some information about some upcoming events.  I’ve organized it in ways that I hope makes it easier to read. 

Live Online Dream Workshop!!

I’m so completely delighted to have the opportunity to offer this workshop to you (at the INCREDIBLE recession price of only $8!!! Yahoo!!!).  In this live online event, you will gain a vast amount of information about your dreams, and you will also learn your exact Personal Color Key (shade and hue for your for this time in your life), to visualize just before sleep to have incredible and deeply meaningful dreams. (Every person has a different color vibrational harmonic to open the Dream Gateways. Your color is your personal key to the inner realms) You can also use your Personal Color Key when you do your affirmations or visualizations. It will profoundly magnify the results that you receive. During this workshop, you will be asked a series of specially formulated questions to answer (while you are in a deeply relaxed state) and then you will have the opportunity to embark on a vibrational shift to activate your color vibration. (This is one of the reasons that you are asked to drink extra water and remove as much metal jewelry as you can before this workshop begins.)

Here is the information about this event and a link to register. CLICK HERE

I look forward to being with you!!!

Professional Soul Coaching® Certification Courses

If you desire a profession that can make an enormous difference in the lives of others and that will be deeply fulfilling for you, please come join me at my home Summerhill Ranch, in the central Coast of California. Become a SOUL COACH!! Join our Soul Coaching® family.  It will be a joy to have you here.  Please go to my website DeniseLinn.com for information about these courses. CLICK HERE

“I CAN DO IT” Conference

Yea!  It’s coming soon!  Please join me for an awesome experience and a deep inner journey into the dreamtime!! It’s a REAL place and you can enter it during this live meditative journey. Here’s the link for more information. CLICK HERE

Phoenix Rising weekend

Are you ready to release old limiting patterns from your past to ignite a new bright, vital prosperous future? Heal your past (and past lives.) Learn how to really manifest the future of your dreams!  (IT WORKS!) This is the weekend workshop for you!  There’s one in July in the gorgeous San Luis Obispo, California!  (While you are here, visit the famous Pismo Dunes, the Hearst Castle, tour some of the best wineries in the nation!) And there’s another weekend in Seattle. (While you are there take the ferries, visit the farmers market, stroll through the museums and, of course, drink famous Seattle coffee.) Here’s the link for more information. CLICK HERE

Weekend of Miracles!

Our venue is right on the ocean.  Look out the windows to seals, otters, seagulls and even whales breaching as you travel back into past lives and beyond to create MIRACLES in your life!  We have a bonfire on the beach on Sunday night.  Learn how to do Oracle readings, plus more! Here’s the link for more information. CLICK HERE

Imagery Dance™

When you move your body with joy and glee it frees the soul to create miracles in your life.  Almost everyone who has attended this course says that it is the best thing they have every experienced.  One participant said it was 10,000 times better than other courses she had done. Dance the labyrinth. Take shamanic journeys safely and with joy…and much more! Here’s the link for more information. CLICK HERE