Who is Paulette?
There is a technique by Vietnamese philosopher Thich Nat Hahn where one person is
asked the same question over and over again: "Who are you?"
After 10 minutes of the same question,the inner you finally replies--
"I am One with the Universe. I am One with the Light."
My belief is that we are indeed One with the Universe, One Consciousness, and One with the Light, I also believe in Compassion, Gratitude, and that all Emotion begins in the heart.
After dedicating 35 years teaching students with special needs and loving every minute of it, I continue my love of teaching through workshops and presentations. Specializing in the intertwined relationship between the power of the Subconscious and the soul's need for Forgiveness.
I am a Reiki/Master teacher; Cranial Sacral Facilitator; Psych-K facilitator; and, I practice Transcendental Meditation. As a special bonus, I had the honor of traveling to South Africa to study White Light Healing from Alfred Reynolds, Durban, S. Africa. I have also visited John of God in Brazil. While attending a workshop at Mt. Shasta with Enriquie Villanueva, C.Ht., I learned his technique called REM Healing, where time transcends to the best future possible.
While in South Africa, I witnessed and participated in miraculous healings. I learned that the Subconscious is a powerful healing tool only to be trumped by Forgiveness. I consider myself fortunate to continue receiving guidance from Alf, as well as other sources, both seen and unseen.
March 31st, 2012. I experienced the BIGGEST lesson of all---a near death experience with a full blown heart attack swooping upon my chest, daring me to breathe.
My son happened to show up that Saturday morning. I know in my heart that the angels sent him. As I babysit his children on a daily basis, I rarely see my son on weekends as that is his family time, as it should be. So when he called me that morning saying that the drains had backed up in his garage, and asked if he could come over to put in a load of clothes in the washer for the kids, I was happy to see him.
His brother-in-law was in town from Boston, and the family was on their way to visit with him for the day. So, I suggested that he bring his dog along with the laundry and I would be more than happy to watch her. That way, they could spend time visiting without the worry of rushing home to let her out.
It was about 11:00 when my son and his dog came over. All was well until he put his hand on the doorknob saying his goodbyes. It was as though the Universe said, 'WAIT! You can't leave yet!" ---because at that exact moment, I became drenched with sweat. I mean soaked! Hair soaking wet, water dripping off of my face, my body wet and clammy. With my stomach churning, I crawled up the steps to lay on the couch. Lucky for me, my son followed. I was at a wedding shower the night before so I thought it was just indigestion. My son thought otherwise and even though I told him to leave, he knew better.
Within minutes, he called for an ambulance. I know that if my son hadn't been there, by the time I realized that it was a heart attack, it would have been too late. There is no way that I ever would have had the strength to make it to a phone. No way. The attack came with such force that it took all of my energy just to breathe. The paramedics wasted no time, using the blanket on my couch to quickly stork-style transport me to the gurney.
Gasping for breath, I knew life was leaving my body. In the ambulance, I stared at the square florescent light above me, thinking, "This would be kind of cool if I weren't like, you know, dying." The joke I made jolted me to reality. I knew my light was quickly fading.
I sensed the panic in the paramedic's tone as he held my arm tightly, 'Hold on, Paulette! Hold on!" all the while trying to stay calm while talking to the hospital, telling them things like, "It's falling....yes, I did that....It's falling...get the team ready!"
Then I heard the blaring of the siren. It wasn't the 'wahwah' sound from an ambulance transporting a patient from point a to point b. No, it was more like, "WAHWAH" thrusting forward, like saying, "Get the Hell out of my WAY!"
My weakness was overwhelming. Not able to speak, I felt the loss of consciousness quickly approaching. I thought of the Protection Prayer that I had learned in South Africa. It began, "I am the Light. I am the Light." All consciousness was disappearing into the blackness of the unknown. I felt myself floating into the darkness, surrounded by incredible love. the love covered me like the coziness of warm blankets directly out of the dryer on a chilly night. So much love......
Of all thoughts I could have had, I found my spirit take over as I surrendered to Jesus. I honestly don't remember exactly what was said, but it was something like, "Jesus, whatever you have in store for me, whatever lesson you have for me to learn, I surrender to your will."
Surrendering to Jesus, in retrospect, really surprises me to this day. If I was ever asked what my last thoughts would be while dying, I don't think that was what I would have predicted. Me, the Paulette I know, would have asked for protection and love for my children and grand-children. But that isn't what happened. I surrendered to Jesus. I believe in my heart of hearts that it was my Spirit that took over. My guess is that all the prayers said throughout the years must have earned me grace chips. Thank you God!
I continued to feel weightless as I floated into infinity. Tender softness encompassed me with warmth, comfort, and indescribable love. Again the love, as it is a love that this language does not have enough words to describe. Suddenly, tiny lights started flickering beyond the translucent black. Ping, ping, ping, ping....the lights flickered on, one at a time---quickly filling the darkness with light.
All human thoughts now abandoned, I sensed an angel levitating silently next to me, on my right. She appeared as a form of total light. There were no wings. No face. No arms. Just a blinding form of light on light. Layered yet distinct. I instinctively knew that this light had to be an angel.
I asked in a dream-like whisper, "Do you have a message for me?"
The angel remained silent, her light on light glowing.
I then asked, "Do you have a gift for me?"
The angel gently replied in a voice so tender, loving and comforting, it had to have come from a realm of compassion so deep that we beings cannot possibly identify, for the form of light had no mouth to speak. Yet the voice was clear, sweet...mesmerizing...
"Yes, this is the gift of life for you to have for many years to come." she answered, while delicately handing me the flaming ball of light she had been holding.
Carefully accepting the brilliance, I felt the light slowly, slowly, slowly, absorb into my body---first traveling up my fingers, hands and arms, spiraling upward like a scene out of a science-fiction movie. Soon, my entire body was engulfed in flaming brilliance. "WOW...." I thought, "...this is so cool!"
Thanking the Angel of Light, I connected with life once again, groggily awakening in the recovery room.
My doctor assured me that I am 'lucky' to be alive. With 100%blockage, I was told that less than 10% survive the widow-maker heart attack that I had experienced. He had inserted 2 stents.
The next morning, my chest was covered with burn marks from the paddle used to keep me alive.
Please know that death is peaceful... You do not die alone...You are totally immersed in unconditional, indescribable love.
The Universe continues to offer me guidance as it helps all of us if we are mindful of it.
Instead of asking "Why me?" Ask, "What lesson am I to learn?"
But my story doesn't end there. Oh no... when I went to the doctor's office for release to attend the hospital's cardio-rehab facility to regain my strength, he said that I still had two more blockages, a 90% and a 70% blockage and that they both needed stents before I could attend cardio-rehab. I assured him that I did not have any additional blockages.
We made a little deal. The next morning, I was to return to his office for a nuclear stress test. A nuclear stress test is one where dye is injected first at rest then on the treadmill. My doctor is wonderful as he agreed to stay and personally read the tests so I could have immediate results. If I still had the blockages, I agreed to have the stents inserted. If I did not have the blockages,he agreed to release me for cardio-rehab.
I will never forget the look on my doctor's face as he entered the waiting room where I patiently awaited the results. He was smiling and shaking his head...."I never have seen anything like this. It's remarkable, really...You have perfect blood flow." "I know," I said.
I still have the blockages, but my blood has found another route around the blockages to provide me with perfect blood flow. I never told him about the angel. I love the Universe!
In June, 2013, I went to Abadiania, Brazil, to see John of God where there is an amazing energy of Love and miraculous healings.
I have combined my interest in the Subconscious, where all healing takes place, with the importance of Forgiveness. Thus, the creation of Mindful Seedlings, a tale of being mindful about things you are already aware of.
Be fully aware, learn how to recognize a subconscious belief and change it. My goal is to help adults to realize the affect our careless words have on the innocent subconscious mind of a child. Be mindful of your words.
My educational background includes Certification as Supervisor of Special Education from Pitt, and a M.Ed. in special education from CAL U of PA.
I have long been an active advocate for ALL children, particularly children with Autism, Life Skills Support, and Learning Disabled.
If your child is having any kind of learning problem, call me to schedule a session for your child. I use a combination from an extensive bag of non-intrusive healing tools.
Professional memberships include Peaceburgh, a Pittsburgh based magazine/ organization; 'What the Bleep' Group, Professional Women of Pittsburgh; registered with the Upledger Institute. I also write articles for the Pittsburgh online magazine, The Bodhi Tree. Sales representative for Swiss Bionics, using the PEMF system of wellness.
So, to answer the question, "Who is Paulette?"
The answer remains, "I am One with the Universe, I am One with the Light."
By the way, the drain at my son's house was filled with children's wipes. My grandson, who had just turned 4 at the time, admitted to flushing them into the toilet. When asked 'Why'? He said that he "didn't know" why he did it. I believe him---the angels made him do it!