Channeling

Dying Into The Beyond

I have vivid dreams and have ever since I was child. Some dreams are simply dreams, while others are profoundly in-depth and leave me with full recognition of another lifetime, and many times, a whole other universe. No matter how detailed a dream is, I am never frightened, even when I view an incarnation die. I believe these dreams serve me by showing me what the process of death actually is: a transition, not a finality.


In a recent dream, I was in a different body. When in another body, I am able to view it fifth dimensionally: I can see it from within while being able to view it from without. It is rather like having five different cameras that I can select whichever lens I want to look through for that particular perspective. It happens suddenly, by mere intention, without thought. This particular body was male and had a severe head injury on the left side. The man had been struck with an object that produced a large hole in his skull and fluid was pouring out.


I placed his left hand over the hole, not to prevent seepage, but to offer a sense of comfort. The person wanted help, but there was not sufficient time. It was his time to die, so I energetically began to communicate with his consciousness that everything was going to be alright. I got him to lay down on his left side, hand still over the wound, and told him to soften his breath. I guided him to allow a beautiful soft white light to flow in, that felt as though it lifted him up and made him lighter. As he followed my guidance, I began to move the energy through his entire physical form and created a dream like state in his mind. While in this state, he viewed many fond memories and began to disconnect from his physical body. He became more ensconced in his consciousness and less within his body. A moment came where all the images evaporated and only light filled the space and then…he was no longer in his body. The body had died. 


In a second recent dream, I was driving a sports car along a highway over a suspended bridge. I took the turn too fast and lost control of the car. The vehicle smashed into the wall, over and through the metal fence, and began to plummet towards the snowy valley below. From the onset, I viewed the car and driver from a fifth perspective. As the car spun and smashed around, I was drawn into the car, third perspective. While the vehicle overturned and fell, with the top of the car face down, I became fully immersed into the Being (first perspective) who was in extreme fear.

Once shared-in with the individual’s consciousness, I asked for peace and serenity and began to draw in soft white light, and invited the consciousness to accept what was happening. The body’s breath, sense of motion and time started to slow. Just before the roof of the vehicle reached the ground, everything was suspended in time, frozen. I could feel the hair on my head sway, facial skin tugged down upon cheekbones, clothing draped, breath suspended and all of it was captured in a moment like a photograph. Then, the consciousness was out and free of the body and re immersed with its brethren of white and golden lights of the spirit realm. Far off in the distance I could hear the sound of metal crashing and collapsing into the ground, along with bones and flesh, but it was not frightening. It just was. The consciousness that had occupied the body was aware of what happened, but not didn’t experience fear, or sadness, simply a sense of wholeness. When we are in pure spiritual-essence, we do not have attachments to physical sensations or emotional experiences even though we are very aware of them. In other words, even though we can perceive them we are not provoked by them. 


From these dreams and all other previous ones, I believe what I have been shown is that the soul leaves the body before it dies. When an individual has accepted death, their consciousness vacates and does not experience the termination of the physical form. There is no pain or fear at the very moment because they are already out of body. The body dies because the consciousness leaves. 


The intention of my guidance encouraged the consciousnesses to disconnect from their physical bodies; when it can there is no recognition of pain or even the “very end”. Far too many individuals are attached to the identity of their body. As a result when the physical form changes, whether it be due to the natural process of aging, an injury or illness, they have a hard time accepting their new and different body. This kind of egoic attachment can lead to a difficult death because the individual believes they are their body, rather than a consciousness within a body. This belief can create  a great deal of suffering leading up to their “death”. 


Moments before my mother’s death, in the early phases of my channeling abilities, I sensed her resistance to let go. Even though she had known she was in the process of dying for weeks prior, and had made a conscious choice to not have surgery or receive treatment to prolong her life, there was a refusal to release her from her body. I could tell that her consciousness had been traversing between the spirit realm and present, and though she had connected with her spirit guides, there was great resistance to letting go of her body. I understood this about her because her body had been the way she showed up in life; as an athlete, dancer and physical education teacher. As I gazed upon her form and sensed her energy, I felt called to guide her through a relaxation intended to cultivate an appreciation for her body and the ways it had served her. 


One by one, I invited her through phases of gratitude: her feet for enabling her to dance, legs for being a connection and expression of her body and movement, and so on. At the conclusion, bereft and energetically waned, I left the room to catch my breath. Moments later, my mother died. When I looked upon her form, her facial expression was peaceful and as though she had watched herself drift away in a beautiful serene scene.


It was not until I became a certified yoga instructor that I learned about Yoga Nidra. It is a progressive relaxation method often referred to as "yogic sleep.” This guided meditation can induce a state of conscious awareness between wakefulness and sleep. Typically, participants lie down in a comfortable position while an instructor guides them through a systematic process of relaxation, breath awareness, and body scanning. The intention is to reach a state of deep physical relaxation while remaining mentally alert. Not only is it a powerful tool for stress reduction, but can also encourage one to explore their inner states, enhance self-awareness, and promote a sense of tranquility and well-being. It is often used to improve sleep and as a therapeutic technique for managing stress and anxiety. Many practitioners of Hatha Yoga believe this is the practice of dying: learning to release your body.


Though I had no awareness of this ancient practice, I experienced the profound beauty of this with my mother when she died. I felt strongly guided to chaperon my mother from a great source; from an innate knowledge bestowed in all of us. We each have the ability to cultivate a peaceful death for ourselves, despite the way we each depart. Spirit has said time and time again that we have pre-designed how it will happen and it is in alignment with our spiritual agreements. Some individuals may find this difficult to believe, especially if religious beliefs have been deeply instilled. I encourage those individuals to begin having conversations about death, whether it be with close friends, family or seek like minded individuals because humans tend to fear what we don’t know or understand. When we find ways to cultivate our awareness, we can develop a greater understanding and appreciation because of what becomes “known”, it becomes less frightening. 


Channeling and energy medicine can provide connection, compassion and clarity to help bridge the gap and cultivate a greater understanding of what seems “beyond us”, for it is truly within us. Whether it be through an experienced practitioner, or yourself, I invite you to journey inward and beyond mental limitations. Cultivate your life from a sacred space of consciousness so as you, or your loved ones, move closer and into death, the process of dying can be a beautiful and peaceful transition, not a finalization, but a transformation.


Tania Isaac is an experienced Spiritual Guidance Channeler, Pet Communicator, Integrative Energy Healer and certified yoga instructor who specializes in blending holistic modalities to create unique healing sessions. She is located in Santa Barbara, CA where she lives with her husband and their rescued dog Oreo. Her mission is to empower empaths and help individuals connect with their innate metaphysical and healing abilities. Visit her website to learn more about her offerings: www.taniaisaac.com

Forgive Yourself Forward

In a state of self-reflection, I had placed myself on the precipice of self-loathing. Though the intention was to review and learn from my missteps, my initial perspective held them as mistakes. About to hurl myself down the rabbit hole, Spirit made the above statement. 

“Forgive yourself forward.”

As though I was stopped from taking a running leap, I was lovingly told to take a seat. “Stop. Sit down, settle in.” Messages from Spirit often speak on how practicing self-love and self-acceptance in the now is essential to cultivating love, acceptance and appreciation for our future selves. What we do now pays it forward. How we think and feel about ourselves today determines how we think and feel about ourselves tomorrow and then. 

Our culture has conditioned us to believe that we’re not enough and won’t be enough unless we do more than enough. This conditioning has us steeped in shame, always with a half empty cup, resulting in a continual manifestation of “not being enough”. This rhetoric programming is something I continuously and consciously work to overwrite every day and I lemme tell you, it is constant challenge.

It occurred to me one day as I stared at my reflection, if I didn’t began to practice self-love, whatever my “end goal” was, loving myself would not magically begin and suddenly pour through me. It simply wouldn’t ever be. The moment was so serene and sad, to realize I didn’t love myself then and because I didn’t, it could mean I never would learn to. I had to veer myself away from the shadow mantra of, “once I am a certain way (that I think I should be), I will be able to love myself. Then I will be worthy.” I began to see the various milestones in which I had never “rewarded” myself with the self-love promised.

So, from that moment forward, I began the earnest practice of self-acceptance through self-nourishing practices; thoughts, things and actions that made me feel good in the now.

Self-love, self-acceptance and self-care does not suddenly materialize through your being when you “finally get there”, wherever “there” is for you. It will always be further down the road; the carrot at the end of the stick, you chasing your tail. Self-forgiveness is a value that must also be woven into your life tapestry. Self-forgiveness must also be practiced now. Whether you are looking back at yourself or looking forward, just like self-love, self-forgiveness also needs to be paid forward. Without it we fall into life-paralysis, afraid to take chances for fear of making mistakes, being exposed, abandoned….

I am not discouraging accountability. No, in fact, accountability is essential. It serves us to take an honest look at ourselves in order to reflect and learn. Recognizing that mistakes are stepping stones builds resilience and fosters a foundation upon which we can grow compassionately. Self-compassion is like the mortar that glues each stone together. When you can experience self-compassion and self-forgiveness it is easier to look upon your actions and words and recognize when you need to apologize and to forgive, whether it be yourself or another being.

When those moments of shame strike, create a circuit of self-awareness through your body, breath and mind with the following practice. 

Plant your feet upon a surface. Feel the weight of your body all the way down through your legs and feet. Take a few deep breaths and soften your belly. Bring your hands together in front of your heart and rest your forehead upon the steeple of your hands. Close your eyes and allow the weight of your head to rest on the support of your hands and arms. The gentle pressure upon your forehead can be an invitation to let go. Feel your emotions, sink into your body and breath awareness. Just be.

The practice of bowing our head is symbolic of surrendering our Ego. The Ego must be shifted out of the way for us to drop down into our heart to access our ancient wisdom and compassion.  This practice can become a powerful way to anchor yourself so that you can move forward with perspective and not be reactive out of guilt or fear. And, it only takes a few moments.

Self-forgiveness is a continual process that is powerful for our self-care and to our personal growth. Each step towards it is an essential part of the journey of your individual evolution. At its core, self-forgiveness empowers us to move forward with self-compassion, enabling us to embrace and celebrate our inherent worthiness.

We are made to dance with life; not to stand still. We’re organic creatures made to move about, explore, expound, learn, grow, evolve. Trust that you’re showing up the best that you can. It does not help us to withhold self love and forgiveness as a way to either punish or correct ourselves into possible perfection. Perfection doesn’t exist. Forgive yourself.

We’re all going to make blunders, boo-boo’s, oopsies but it is not because we’re failures. We’re simply human. Forgive yourself forward just as you love yourself forward.


Tania Isaac is an experienced Spiritual Guidance Channeler, Pet Communicator, Integrative Energy Healer and certified yoga instructor who specializes in blending healing modalities to create unique healing sessions. She is located in Santa Barbara, CA where she lives with her husband and their rescued dog Oreo. Her mission is to empower empaths and help individuals connect with their innate metaphysical and healing abilities. Visit her website to learn more about her offerings: www.taniaisaac.com

My Winter Blueprint

To this day, there will be a year when I don’t get excited about Christmas. I will have little, to no desire, to prepare for it. It’ll feel like a burden. This was one of those years and it snuck up on me like a panther in the dark of night. On a “good” year, I will happily bring out all our oodles of organized ornaments and lights to set the stage of merriment with delight. But this year, my husband instigated the festive decorating and I merely went along with it. Even when the Christmas Trolley’s came by and the children squealed with glee at the sight of our four foot inflatable Baby Yoda, I felt…meh. 

I figured I was just tired. It was understandable being at the near end of a calendar year, in year two of Covid, actually having had Covid, and life itself; there were many valid reasons to feel drained. The drop in my energy made me fuzzy-minded and the fogginess felt dense. That was, until my body rebelled and practically punched me in the shoulder.

If not tended to our emotions will result in our body as a way to get our attention and communicate. The first SOS came when I strained a muscle in my right leg, then a tendon in my right elbow and lastly I injured my right shoulder. I recall the moment I sensed a twinge in my shoulder. I recognized it and then let it go. Later, I made one simple motion with my right hand and an intense pain shot down my arm that almost took me to my knees. 

Now I was listening. As I nursed my shoulder, I began to connect the signposts between my body and emotions. I looked at the backstories and began to see the outline of my winter blueprint.


THE BACKSTORY

I was about eleven years old when my grandmother came to live with us, shortly after my parents separated. At the time, my sister was away at college so I took on the brunt force of my mother’s anger and emotional responsibility of being a main companion to my grandmother. It was a lot for an eleven year old to process. I felt somewhat abandoned by my sister because she never called to connect with me, to ask how I was doing. I felt very alone.

My grandmother died several years later when I was seventeen. As a result of her passing, my mother slipped into a reactive depression and lacked any motivation to prepare the house for the holiday that season. So, I took it on. This was one of the first times our mother-daughter dynamics were reversed and I took on the parent-role. The version of my mother that was typically strong and stoic had become a shadow. 

I believe a family friend helped us obtain a Christmas tree and I decorated it. Looking back upon the amount of decorations we put up every year was rather ridiculous because it was so lavish. The trips to and from the garage where we stored our boxes of decorations, the sorting, dispensing, the arranging of them all….it was a process that took hours and sometimes two nights to complete.

My sister was newly married so I was left to shoulder this and my mother’s melancholy alone, again. I didn’t understand that she was in a depression, and I of course did not have the maturity or tools to help myself nor my mother through any of it. Raised in a household that did not “air out their dirty laundry” nor talk about their feelings within the family nucleus, I did not know I could ask for help or even how to. 

Food became a comfort source. I ate to cope, to stuff down my feelings. To this day, during the holiday season, overeating can surface for me. Granted the holidays bring about desserts, sauces, savory meats and treats for many and from many people, but I tend to develop cravings. The cravings are a means to stuffing down emotions. 


THIS PAST DECEMBER

One evening as I noticed the sensation of my full stomach after dinner, I recognized how good it felt. The realization dawned on me; this was not a healthy sign. 

So, I asked myself and my body, “What is going on? What am I eating for?” 

I sat quietly and listened.

The reply; “You are nurturing yourself.” 

“Why am I nurturing myself?”

The reply: “Because of the many emotions that were buried long ago. Sadness, hurt, anger, resentment, abandonment - they were not expressed and have been stored. Everything leading up to today - this holiday season, is a reminder of what you felt and those feelings make you perceive that what is today is in fact real because it is all based on what you once felt but never dealt with.”

As I sat there with my full belly, tender elbow and throbbing shoulder, I finally understood that these feelings were never given proper expression. Through the lens of energy healing and Eastern Medicine I began to view my injuries with compassionate insight. The right side of the body relates to; giving out, letting go, masculine energy, logic. (Whereas the left side relates to; receptivity, taking in, feminine energy, intuition.) Legs: carry us forward in life. Elbows: changing directions and accepting new experiences. Shoulders: our ability to carry out experiences in life joyfully, we make life a burden by our perception. “You Can Heal Your Life”, Louise L. Hay

Once I understood what was represented in the various injuries, I delved into the emotional elements through the language of meridians. The Large Intestine Meridian runs across the upper half of the shoulder blade, travels along the top of the arm and finishes at the tip of the index finger. It partners with the Lung Meridian (that runs from the lung, along the full length of the inside of the arm and finishes at the thumb) to help balance grief and courage. The untapped emotions had “flared” in the right side of my body, fighting against logic to exist; to be felt. For it was logical rationalization that had been used to lull the feelings and overeating that had been a coping mechanism. It all began to make sense: I needed to grieve. 

This illumination raised the question: what was different this year that brought all this to the surface?


SUMMERTIME SICKNESS

Back in July, about three days after my husband and I returned from Costa Rica, we tested positive for Covid. Prior to getting Covid, the plan was to have my dad stay with us for a week. My dad has been living with my sister for several years and I assume the intention was to give him a change of scenery and my sister some space. Of course the plan went out the window as soon as we tested positive. Covid was no joke; the body aches, fever and head pressure were intense. For a full twenty four hours, everything hurt, even my skin. My husband recovered much quicker than I as I ended up with Covid Sore Throat. All in all, I was sick for about two weeks and had repercussions to my nervous system for months following. 

In the text exchanges with my sister, she had asked when I tested positive, but I do not recall that she ever checked in thereafter to see how we were doing. It seemed she merely wanted to know “officially” when I tested positive. It was hard not to notice her silence when family and friends lovingly checked in on us. My sister’s lack of effort to communicate felt like her previous absences and as a result it deeply hurt my feelings. I constructed her lack of contact that me getting sick was an inconvenience for her.

Because the scenario felt similar to my past experiences wherein she seemed to “disappear” during some of the most difficult phases in my life, my mind began to draw up stories. When a current setting is similar in feeling, the emotional body reacts to them as truth. The subconscious narrative my mind ran in the background was that I was emotionally abandoned again. So when Christmas came around, the familiar emotional landscape resulted in me experiencing a deep sense of grief and the overeating began, until my body threw out enough signals to get my attention.

My sister and I are ten years apart. That is an entire decade of difference in pop culture, political history, and even our parents. My sister and I are innately very different people; like night and day in personality and communication styles. My sister has never tried to intentionally hurt me. But, the Ego is quite creative and crafty in cultivating comparisons in order to validate and vilify. The void of connection from my sister brought up past wounds and my Ego had plenty to dredge up and layer this recent experience upon.

So, there it is; my Winter Blueprint. 


MY HEALING BLUEPRINT

The understanding of all this illuminated how my mind is programmed to respond and how my emotions are conditioned to react. Once I was aware, I immediately felt energetically lighter because I understood the story. It is essential to allow oneself to process every feeling. Otherwise, our emotions will undergo a process that will force us to recognize them. Resistance to our feelings can restrict us from healing, learning and evolving. When we close off our heart, we close the door to our full potential to heal and overcome.


Once I was able to see the stories and understood my emotions that resulted from my experiences, I knew what needed to be released. My physical gateway is through the practice of yoga; it can help me move the emotional energy out of my body to prevent it from suffering from dis-ease. Next, came the energy healing. I was fortunate to facilitate an Intuitive Healing session days after these life-changing realizations and it greatly helped heal my subtle (energy) body. Lastly, I was able to hare this with soul sisters. Women greatly heal through vocalizing. A key component of anyone’s healing is to be able to share their experience; to feel seen and heard.


THE HEALING TRUTH

Remember when you were a kid and you were either super excited about something or had a lot of stored energy from being bored? It felt like you might burst at the seams! Except, as adults, lack of recognition and respective processing can create an internal combustion that leads to an ill-being. We must first see and recognize what we feel. Once the emotion(s) are identified, they then need time and space to process. The energy of emotions needs to be moved out of the body. 

Recognize, understand, accept, move it through and out.

I believe healing happens in stages and when we are ready. Only when we are willing to be with our emotions can we validate them for ourselves and create the space to heal. We cannot heal by ignoring ourselves nor blaming others. In our various stages of healing, recognition and acceptance will enable each layer of the onion to be revealed and released. This is how we can make our way forward, to an internal space where we feel liberated from the tether of our wounds.

Stepping up to the plate means holding oneself accountable for how they can attend to their wounds and further attune to their emotional well-being. Our emotional well-being is the foundation of our physical health. When I do energy work with people, I can see their energetic blue-print; areas of the body are revealed as emotional storage containers and it's that containment that can contaminate the entire being. Energy work can help to release energetic stagnation. While understanding our lessons is invaluable, we cannot reason our way into healing: it must be felt within all our layers.


INTUITIVE HEALING

Through the process of my personal healing journey, along with spiritual guidance and insightful feedback, I have cultivated Intuitive Healing sessions. It is a blend of restorative yoga, channeling and hands on healing to provide and attend to the various layers of healing for the physical, energetic, emotional and spiritual. All of it is guided by the recipient's energy so each session is unique to the needs of the individual. Healing is in the abstract because it addresses the unseen; our emotions, energy and spirit. That’s what makes it powerful and profound. 

If you’d like to learn more Intuitive Healing sessions, click here


Ultimately, be kind to yourself along your process of healing. Allow yourself to feel and be loved. For it is the energy of love that is most powerful and has the potential to heal all.

Ohhh, no Toe...Leggo My Ego!

A week ago, while on a beach walk, in an attempt to gracefully leap away from a soft rolling wave, I smacked the second toe of my left foot on a rock. My toe bled immediately and the pain was significant. I continued walking because my car was a lengthy distance away, so I had to continue moving either way. Grateful for the company of my beautiful friend, as I ambled along, I pondered aloud some introspections that arose due to the injury. All the while, the cold water alleviated the ache. Every so often I’d glance down at my toe to see the waves gently wash the blood away. Mother Earth softly soothed my feet.

When I returned home, as I made my way to the bathroom, blood dripped and pooled onto my flip flop. It was quite a dramatic sight. Upon examination, I saw the jagged laceration ran parallel to the cuticle. Though I had not broken the bone or injured any other toes, it was incredibly humbling. After I thoroughly washed and bandaged my toe, I contacted my clients to cancel my private sessions. That is when my Ego started tripping. 

For the rest of the day, my Ego wailed like a coyote off in the hills. “This is sooooo stupid! This is, like, the smallest part of the body! C’mon!” Fear of loosing my livelihood flared like fireworks popping off in the dark night of the soul. Guilt, a sense of failure and many questions ricochetted through my mind. “Does this mean something? Was this an unconscious act of self-sabotage? What exactly is my fear?…” all boomeranged in my noggin. I tried to catch when my Ego blared so as to shift my awareness down into my heart; it was a constant teeter-totter.

I awoke in the middle of the night well aware of my toe. After tossing and turning a bit, I calmed my mind with a few deep breaths, and a rested a hand on my heart. Then, I finally asked the question, “Did this happen for a reason?”

Spirit: “Yes.”

Me: “So…there is a purpose in this?”

Spirit: “Absolutely. For now, rest and the answer will be revealed in the morning.”

Hearing that encouraged me to surrender my fear and as much of my Ego, as I could, to Spirit. It was like luring a feral cat, cleverly shrouding it in a warm blanket, then slowly and gently handing it to animal control. Except, it was about releasing control. Letting go, as much as I could, allowed me to fall into a restful sleep. I felt held in love, by something greater than myself.

The next morning, after a very mindful stretching practice I sat in meditation. This is what Spirit said.

You are too comfortable, too identified in your physical offerings. This injury is an invitation for you to move even deeper into the energy (of channeling and healing). Though the practice of yoga has been an incredible gate way for you, from the physical into the metaphysical, you still strongly identify with the body in such a way that it is limiting your access of the energy. The limiting belief that your physical offerings are the way to create financial prosperity is untrue. We invite you to move away from the comfort of these limiting beliefs and embrace the truth of your whole self. You are meant to be a gateway to help many heal. If you keep leaning on the physical identification of yourself as a healer, you will always limit your true, full potential and ability to do the work you genuinely feel called to do. It’s time to let go of the familiar and embrace your full potential. The shift has already begun and the pieces will fall into place. We will shape the how for you.


As I compose this particular entry, it has been just a few days over a week since my toe injury. It’s amazing to think that my toe was and is an invitation to go deeper and expand my trust further. Every time I look at the little guy, I marvel at how tiny it all is relative to the powerful purpose it has served. Our body is a universe unto itself and we each, as people are a part of Life’s Universe.

During a recent yoga practice, I had a surreal moment. I was in a revolved forward fold and felt my distinct physical presence on the floor and an energetic, magnetic grounding of my energy. I was fully aware of myself on the Earth. At the same time, I heard Spirit say:

Remember the body is an avatar and everything about it is temporary. Even your thoughts and emotions are continually transitory. Supporting your presence through conscious connection to yourself in this physical representation is necessary, but it is even more essential to remember the deepest, most innate Self of who you fully and truly are. Cosmic consciousness, connection, compassion. Go there, be there, love there.

It sounds counterintuitive and feels ironic: we are temporary and every experience and emotion is also temporary, but yet we feel so much.

The human experience is beautiful, profound and certainly presents its challenges. Heart ache, heart break, domination, devastation, destruction, despair and yet we can also experience hope, joy, bliss, compassion, understanding, love, learning, growth, and evolution. We must treat our physical body with respect for it is our connection to and in the world, but we must also remember the whole truth of our Being is more than body and mind; it is heart, soul and spirit. When we are disconnected from our Inner Truth, the physical world will work in conjunction with the metaphysical and do its best to guide one back to their inner sense of alignment. 

While it may be a big stretch for some to understand or even accept that a toe injury could have great significance, I believe it was a small wake up call. And, I certainly don’t want or need a bigger one! I trust in the abstract, in the unseen of life. The unseen is where all the power really is: one’s intuition, intention, inner voice, inner Knowing. I believe that we are all being invited to move into that space of living. To be clear, I am not declaring that my experience is a mandate for everyone else - no, I am simply inviting everyone to see the signs and signals as they appear for them. Beyond adhering to the signs, please remember to practice self love and self compassion, for they are the first steps inward and the big ones we all need to move forward.