How a Child Realised Her Own Power

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Hello beautiful readers.

I would like to share with you all a powerful story of how an eight-year-old child realised her own power. 

I wish to share this story with you so that I can gift, uplift and inspire you all so that you may understand the truth of your own being, your own power.

Your alignment with the universe is truly a thing of beauty and when it happens, it’s incredibly exciting!

So, I’ll start off with a story, which includes my daughter. Actually, it’s kind of her story. I was a guide but she was the one who manifested the magic 🙂

My twins have a very rare chromosome condition called Smith- Magenis syndrome, SMS for short. I won’t go too much into that now, but you can google it if you’re interested. But just to say, briefly, it’s where chromosome 17 is missing or a little bit wobbly in it’s own way and SMS, when compared with the behaviour presented by folks of ALL other disabilities and chromosome conditions ( I refuse to say abnormalities when I’m describing the condition – I really don’t like that word) is up there as the number one most challenging condition, behaviourally and physically.

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By the time my daughter was eight years old, she was still wetting the bed nightly. She was fine during the day, but at night was totally incontinent. As a lone parent to 3 children and where my daughter’s twin, brother also had SMS, but very much more severe than India, I was tearing my hair out.

We had previously had meetings with the incontinence nurse who said, finally, that if the problem persisted we could have a bedwetting alarm or such thing, but it turned out we never actually needed this because magic happened instead!

I had recently read The Power of Your Subconscious Mind by Dr Joseph Murphy and that book literally changed our lives. That book started my awakening process. I realised that my daughter, with my guidance, ( she was eight years old at the time) could quite literally heal her incontinence issues by herself and so I decided to guide her into giving it a go.

I didn’t sleep for years as people with SMS have reversed circadian rhythms so not only was I awake all night with m,y son who wore nappies until- forever, ( he still has pads at nearly 18 years old), but my daughter refused to so overnight I was changing sheets and nighties.

I coached my daughter into knowing that whatever she thought in her mind, and if she believed that, it would come true. When I put her to bed, I told her to imagine waking up in the morning completely dry. I asked her to visualise running into my bed in the morning with a completely dry nighty and bed sheets and I asked her to imagine, with all her might, the amazing feeling of a lovely dry bed, nightly, and how warm and cosy that would make her feel. I told her to NEVER EVER AGAIN think about the cold, wet, stickiness of a wet bed and nighty and to put that out of her mind completely. My daughter was super fired up and took the challenge well. No one more than she wanted her to heal.

Night One:

I sat by her and taught her to say, over and over, ‘Tonight I’m dry’ I watched her fall asleep this way.

It didn’t work and I told her not to give up and we would try again the next night.

Night two:

The same as above.

Night three:

She smashed it! Exactly as she had visualised, she ran into my bedroom in the morning as dry as a freaking bone!

My daughter, from that day onwards, has never wet the bed again. My (then) eight-year-old child healed herself of a debilitating aspect of her condition through the power of intent.

During her early teen years, whenever she was facing difficulties, I reminded her of her power but she shrugged it off saying I was just some hippy and she’ didn’t believe in all that shit’, hahaha.

Nearly 10 years on, my daughter has defied any preconceived ideas about how her condition should define her. She is strong-minded, focused on her desires and is a regular manifestator!  She absolutely refuses to be beaten by life circumstances and is one of the most positive people I know! When I’m having my mini breakdowns she holds me and says, ‘You can do this, mum’.

If she can align with the Universe and heal herself at eight years old, I’m sure we all can!

Please share your own amazing stories and let’s raise the vibration.

 

Love Heidi xxx

The View From The Shard!

A lovely day out in London with Rune.

Last August, 2017, Rune and I had a lovely day trip to London.

 

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Rune and I waiting for our train.

 

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Happy boy getting excited for his day out

 

 

I had been meaning to visit The Shard for quite some time but I only ever had interest from Rune. India wasn’t keen so Rune and I decided to make a day of it. We visited many places but here I shall just show photos of our Shard visit.

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We were super excited! The sun was shining so we were guaranteed a great view. I had heard about the two virtual reality experiences at the top of The Shard but had no idea what to expect. Both Rune and I were very keen to have a go on them both.

We made our way up in the lift to the  69th floor and then walked up another small flight of steps to the dizzying heights of the 72nd floor! We emerged from the stairs into the main area which was large and sunfilled. The whole area was surrounded by huge windows for a full 360-degree view. It was amazing! I must admit, getting to close to the window made me feel a little dizzy at first but I soon became used to it. I absolutely love London and have been on the London Eye many times, but this view was a whole different experience. It was mesmerizing!

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Following much photo taking, we decided to ride the VR experiences. First, Rune took his turn on the ‘slide’. The cost of this ride was £10 and definitely worth every penny. It was so funny to watch Rune as he became very vocal, as though it was real and when I took my turn I could understand why. It does really make you want to shout out loud. It seemed so real ( which I guess is, of course, the whole idea of VR)! The slide takes you whizzing and looping around the top of The Shard at great speed. It was fantastic and so much fun!

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The second VR experience was definitely not my cup of tea. You have to walk out from the top of the Shard along a crane! When you first place the goggles on, the view is identical to the regular view experience of the 72nd floor, except with no other people. Suddenly, the windows and floor all come away and you are left standing on top of a crane with nothing else around, just a sheer drop! Even though my mind knew it wasn’t real and that in reality, I was simply standing on solid ground with a guide holding on to my arm, my brain just couldn’t accept that. I was petrified and asked for the goggles to be taken off. Rune, however, was much braver than me and walked along the crane and back again. Well done to him!

You can view our vlog here.

Overall, our trip to the top of The Shard was a great experience and I can highly recommend a visit. Maybe next time I shall go for a night time view of the lights of London.  Here’s a link if you fancy a trip yourself.

Love

Heidi xx

 

 

Weekend Family Time

Hope comes to visit!

Usually, of a weekend, my granddaughter, Demi-Mae, comes to stay. My daughter, Hope, usually stays at home and has a bit of a break. She’s a lone parent and a young parent too. She’ll turn 20 years old this year.

I appreciate how important it is to have ‘me time’, especially as a lone parent. Been there, done it! There was never anyone to help look after my children with me and, throw the disabilities into the mix,  I was exhausted a lot of the time. So I really want to be there for Hope. Besides, I LOVE LOVE LOVE having Demi to stay. She’s an absolute delight and Rune, India and I shower her with affection and attention.

Watch Demi-Mae learning her colours through the ‘art’ of painting here…

Anyway…….last weekend, Hope suggested she come to stay too! It’s been a while since I had Hope, India, Rune and Demi all at home together.

 

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Cuddles at bedtime 🙂

 

 

 

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Hope, Rune and Demi-Mae

 

 

 

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My beautiful granddaughter asleep after a great day!

 

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Demi-Mae in her new dancing outfit.

Family time is so important, especially when family members have moved out of the home.  It’s a chance for siblings to get together which is really lovely, ( if they’re the type who get along with each other- and thankfully my children do). 🙂

 

 

I love to watch them all sitting on the sofa together, chatting. Or cooking together, or whatever. On Sunday, I was painting in my art room and Hope and India were laughing so hard at something on TV. It was great! Hope and India’s banter with each other is hilarious. Such different personalities and they adore each other. That makes me happy.

I’ve made the suggestion to everyone that we go for a pub lunch so this weekend so that Rune can have a game of pool. He does really, really well! I didn’t even know he could hit the balls until later last year when we happened to stop for lunch and he saw the pool table and became interested. His dexterity was all over the place, bless his heart, but, seriously, the boy tried and it was beautiful to see. Watch him go for it here.

Love

Heidi xx

 

I’ll let you all know if that happens.

 

Moving Forward

What a fab four days I’ve just had!

Hope, my 19-year old daughter came to stay from Thursday to today ( Sunday) and I’ve just dropped her off to where she currently lives with her partner and baby girl.

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Hope and Demi

Relations between Hope and I have been pretty strained over the past three and half years and I’ve cried more tears of that girly than over almost anyone ever. So, I’m hoping things are starting to get slowly back on track. We’ll see. Baby steps and all that.

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Hope was raised with her two disabled siblings, India and Rune and to say that her life wasn’t easy would be a gross understatement. At times it was damn near diabolical and my heart has broken for her a million times.

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Hope, India, Rune and a storyteller at Guilfest 2004

As a lone parent for 17 years now, trying to juggle the needs of all my children has been very hard but this was made even more so by the fact that India and Rune ( and Rune still) presented with extremely challenging behaviour for many years due to their condition of Smith-Magenis Syndrome (SMS) and If I was to write about all that Hope has been through at the hands of SMS, this blog post would go on for hours. Hope has quite literally seen it all.

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Hope and Rune

She has witnessed an almost infinite amount of meltdowns, both inside the house and at every other place we ever visited and when I say meltdown, I mean full on, up to three hours non-stop. And let me tell ya’ folks, there ain’t no meltdown like an SMS meltdown. If it wasn’t Rune, it was India and vice versa and sometimes both at the same time!

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My gorgeous twins, India and Rune. Looks like butter wouldnt melt, right? !!!

So let me explain an SMS full blown meltdown.

Screaming, throwing every object that’s not stuck down, including heavy objects such as furniture and TV’s ( and if the TV isn’t being thrown, you can bet that another object is being thrown AT the TV), full on frenzy of ripping paper, clothes, punching, biting, kicking, scratching at their own faces, pulling hair, head banging, a complete inability to listen to reason and….and….so much more besides.

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During these times, Hope at aged four and upwards and ongoing, remained calm and at times was the spectator and at other times was the target. Oh yes, Hope has definitely been a target. I think what breaks my heart the most is the fact that I wasn’t able to go to her, to comfort her. All my mothering instincts wanted to take her in my arms when she was struck at and give her kisses, cuddles and attention. Just to tell her everything was going to be okay. But what I did instead was scream at her in an attempt to be heard above the noise and destruction that I would ‘be with her in a minute’, which of course I never was. So, Hope would simply retreat quietly to a place of safety and wait for the meltdowns to pass. And then she would witness me with my head in my hands in total despair, crying my eyes out. In short, Hope’s needs have largely been placed on the back burner for the whole of her life.

Life was so chaotic in our household and the unpredictability of the twins behaviour, coupled with the fact that Rune rarely slept a wink at night, meant that Hope could never invite friends for sleepovers. Heck, she could barely even invite friends to come into the house in the daytime! Rune couldn’t cope with visitors to the house and he couldn’t cope with going out a lot of the time, either.

I was determined to make it work out for Hope on her 12th birthday and so, for the first time since her 6th birthday, she had friends over for a get-together. It was going well and we pretty much all stuck to the garden as it was a sunny May afternoon. Rune was in his room upstairs. Then disaster struck. One of the mums came to collect her daughter and a couple of friends and she arrived at the front door just as `rune decided to make an appearance for the first time that afternoon. Said mum bent down to say hello to Rune and got punched square in the face for her efforts. She reeled back and started to cry. Hope and I were mortified! Rune went back upstairs and the mum grabbed the children in a hurry and left. That evening I phoned her to apologise again and she told me that her husband said that his daughter was no longer allowed around our house. I sank into a sort of hopeless depression after that incident. Just another one to add to the list. My poor Hopey Bear.

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Hope’s 12th Birthday Party.

Despite all of this, Hope really does love her siblings very much. She just needed some time away to do her own thing, go her own way and now, at age 19, she is the very proud mummy of a 21-month-old, adorable little girl who has all the strength of her beautiful mummy, a shock of blonde, curly hair and her mum’s blue eyes. She is adored!

 

I love my Hopey with all my heart and soul. I’m so, so proud of her for so many reasons, not least for her strength of character, for the way she copes so well with a demanding toddler, for her soft heart. Sometimes I think to myself, ‘if I could only turn the clocks back’, but no, that’s wrong. We are all on our own individual life journeys. Our experiences are there for a reason! Hope and I have learned so much from the past 17 years and I can’t imagine not having experienced that. My twins have taught me so much along the way and I’m eternally grateful to all of my beautiful babies for coming into my life and helping me to become the person I am today. Couldn’t have done it without you, kids.

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Beautiful Hope.

Love Heidi x