Angel Card Reading for April 2014


MagicianCan you believe it’s already APRIL?!  I can’t.  This year is flying by.  As many of you already know, I was recently guided to begin giving Angel Card Readings in March.  I ran a special and the response was AMAZING!  I’m so happy that I decided to do them!  I’m not only helping others, but I’m also receiving so much from all of you!  So thank you to everyone who has been supporting me.  I’m so grateful!

For those of you who haven’t experienced an Angel Card Reading yet, for the month of April I’m running a 20% off Special.  Check it out here…

April Angel Card Reading SPECIAL

My next step is to put myself on camera to do a monthly Angel Card Reading for you all.  I hesitated at first, my ego insisting that I’m a writer who stays behind the camera — old programing that had to be immediately eradicated by forgiving myself, of course.  So here you are!  I did it.  My first monthly ON CAMERA Angel Card Reading.  I had Milo on my lap for support.  And yes, I know the cards are backwards!  I said this was my first time!  Hee-hee… I’m letting go of my perfectionism too.  (Oh, the lessons just keep coming!)

Your April reading in a nutshell:

April starts out with the angels wanting us to connect to our intuition regarding any decisions about relationships.  The second week, they want us to draw on all our experiences.  What have you learned and how can you apply it to your situation today?  By the end of April, we’re manifesting geniuses and have the ability to co-create the life we’ve always dreamed of having.  Wow!  How exciting!!!

I hope you enjoy this video.  If this goes well, I might move into weekly readings!  Let me know if that is something you’d like to see!!

Much love to you all!

Belly Laughs and Angelic Blessings,

Christy and Milo

How My Blog Got Me My Dog: A Lesson in TRUST

Two years ago today, November 30, 2011, I said good-bye to my beloved Golden Retriever, Ivy.  The decision to put her down and the pain of losing her was so heart-wrenching that I didn’t think I’d want to adopt another dog again.  At least not for a long time.


A few months later, I was feeling really guilty about putting Ivy down and I consulted an intuitive about it.  I just wanted the comfort in knowing that I had made the right decision.  She told me that Ivy was happy (of course) and that she “saw a little, white dog.”  She informed me that Ivy was already back on earth and if I ever saw a little, white dog, it was her.  Okay… how many little, white dogs are out there???  Give me a break!  She said I’d know her when I saw her, but I didn’t think much of it.

Then, later that March I had a strong urge to adopt a dog.  I can’t really explain the feeling, but my heart knew the time was right even when my head kept saying “no way.”  I thought it couldn’t hurt to “look” so I went online and checked out some dogs that were up for adoption.   I was immediately drawn to a little, white puppy.  (Hmmm…  By this time I had totally forgotten about the intuitive reading.)  Again, I can’t explain the feeling — it was just a “knowing” that the dog was MY dog.  But I couldn’t go to see him until the next day, so I kept looking.  Pet Smart was holding adoptions that day and had a litter of puppies, so I decided to drive over and check it out.  I held some puppies, even filled out an application for one, but as I drove home, I knew the dog wasn’t mine.

I checked out the little, white puppy again online.  This time, I even filled out the application. Then, the next day I drove to Petco…

As I walked into the store, I could see the little, white puppy in his crate.  He spotted me from across the room and immediately started jumping up and down and whining as if to say, “Finally!  You came!  I’m right here!!”  I swear it was like in the movies when the couple who’s meant to be together has been separated for a long time and they finally reunite at the end.  The lights dimmed, time slowed down — our long hair blew in the wind where there was no wind.  I knew in an instant, he was MY dog.


His name was Milo and he was four months old.  He was the cutest puppy I had ever seen and while I sat and held him in the store, he kept turning his head around to give me kisses, as if he knew I was his mom and everything was going to be okay.  The adoption lady told me my application was approved and all I needed was to pass the home check.  Fine.  No problem.  “So, if I leave you won’t let anyone else adopt him?”  I was already attached and paranoid of leaving my new found love.  “Of course not.  He’s yours.”  She then went on to say that they’d had him for two months and nobody had yet to fill out an application.  Cutest puppy in the world and no one wanted him???  Even she thought it was odd.

So I left…

And I waited… for days… and no one called to schedule the home check.  I started to freak out.  I emailed them.  I called them.  No one responded.  What happened?  Finally, after surviving one panic attack after another, I said to myself — “If Milo’s really MY dog, no one can take him away.”  And I let go.  It was hard, but I had no control over the situation.  I had to surrender.

That day I got the call.  Milo was mine.

“What happened?” I asked, wondering why they chose to torture me by avoiding my calls and emails.

The lady explained that a local TV news anchor woman had come in right after me and wanted to adopt Milo.  The head adoption lady thought that if they gave Milo to her, they’d get a lot of free publicity.  But then the woman on the phone explained that something “didn’t feel right” to her.

(You mean, besides the fact that you promised the dog to ME???!!!)

So she decided to Google me.  You see, I’d been writing this blog and I’d started a Facebook business page.  And for some reason (haha — there are no coincidences) I’d been posting tons of stuff about animals — particularly dogs.  The woman started reading my blog and was so touched by how much I loved animals that she was convinced that Milo should go to me.  “I could see how spiritual you were and I just felt like he belonged to you.”

I couldn’t believe it: My blog got me my dog!!

I was so relieved, happy and excited (and grateful that I had started writing this blog!) I could barely contain myself.

A few days later, I brought Milo home.


Milo has been the light of my life the last year.  I know that people say you should “save a shelter dog,” but I truly believe he saved me.  He has been with me through some of the toughest times of my life — dancing, cuddling and making me smile.

He came into my life with his first task — to teach me to surrender and trust.  If things are YOURS, they’re YOURS and you can’t lose them.  I now apply this philosophy to everything in my life and it helps me to live with much less anxiety and much more peace and joy.


I thought it’d be a long time before I could love another dog again.  I can’t say for sure that Milo is Ivy reincarnated, but he certainly looks like a mini-golden retriever.  And sometimes when I look at a picture of him, his eyes look just like hers.  Regardless, I like to say that Milo fell from Heaven.  No one knows why there was only one puppy (and not a litter) brought into the shelter or even what mix of breed he is.  But the one thing I know for sure is this: he’s MY little, white angel and I’m so grateful I followed my intuition to look for a dog that day.

And Baxter cat is pretty happy too!

With love, For the highest good…

xo, Christy, Milo and Baxter

Chutes and Ladders to Enlightenment

Before we are born, our soul knows why it’s coming to Earth and what lessons it’s supposed to learn.  We know we come from God (Source Energy, The Light, Spirit, The Universe—whatever term feels best for you.)  We are in fact part of God, as God is in all of us.  We come from the light, which is love.  We are love.  We descend down to Earth on our Birthday and take on our human form.  In this first step, we are the light.  We are the closest to God that we can be and are truly operating without “Ego.”  If only we could speak!  Oh, the things we could tell our parents and the world!  But, we can’t.  So we’re at the mercy of our parents, who do the best they can with the knowledge that they have gained on Earth…

Which leads me to the next step: our first introduction to “The Ego.”  It’s inevitable, really.  Our parents and our relatives all have strong, dominant Egos and they’re more than willing to share with us how important it is that we develop ours.  From birth, they bring us gifts: Big, bright, colorful gifts that stimulate our senses.  We see how happy the gifts make everyone.  We smile because everyone else is smiling.  Things must bring us happiness!  We see our brothers and sisters fight over toys.  They shout out to each other “Mine!”  We hear this word, “mine” so often that “mine” becomes our first word.  And it makes everyone sooooo happy, we say it all the time.  Mine!  Mine!  Mine!  Oh, the joy it brings!  Our Ego is developing wonderfully.

But then our family introduces us to morals and values.  And suddenly it’s not nice to say “mine.”  We must learn to share.  We’re old enough now for our parents to teach us that it’s nice to be polite.  They take us to Sunday school and we’re introduced to the concept of God.  God is good.  We identify with this because it seems familiar.  But we’re still not quite sure why it’s familiar…  All we know is the Sunday school teacher is really nice and we get to color and eat doughnuts.  How can that be bad?  Sure, of course I’ll share with my neighbor.  Sharing must be good.

And then the teenage years hit.  Puberty sets in and all morals and values and thoughts of God and love go out the door.  Unless of course, love equals sex.  Hormones become a major driving force.  And speaking of “driving,” why does Jimmy have a better car than me?  Why does Sally get to wear all the cool fashions, while I have to shop at Marshalls?  The Ego is back in full force.  I like to call this step, “The Return to Me.”  We may as well go back to being toddlers when our first word was “mine” and we were fighting over whose dolly was whose.  It’s the same mindset.  This time is all about who has the best stuff, the latest gadget, the most recent video game, the coolest car, the hippest outfit and nowadays – even the biggest boob job.  Parents complain that their child is out of control.  But the truth is, their children are just mini-versions of themselves.  They’re also so wrapped up in their Egos, along with the rest of society, they’ve trained their children that stuff equals happiness.  Give me more, more, more!

Now we move into the college years.  Even though our Ego is stronger than ever, we start to sense that there’s more to life than just attaining stuff.  We may join a philanthropist group in school or at least have some exposure to people who live their lives in a more humanitarian way.  We see people who are activists for the environment, who feed the hungry, who basically want to make the world a better place.  We may start to question what our purpose here on Earth is.  This is the intellectual “Why am I here?” stage.  At this point, the questioning may come straight from the Ego – as it’s more important to figure out what to major in, than to save the world, but just the questioning is a start.

Then we graduate from college and are pushed into the “real world.”  Or what we perceive as the real world – since there is no reality, only perception.  But of course, we don’t know this yet, so it seems VERY real and quite scary to us.  We enter the workforce, or as I like to call this step, “The Ego Olympics.”  More than ever, we start to equate success and the acquisition of “stuff” with happiness.  In the rat race we do everything in our power to pole-vault our way up the corporate ladder, only to fall on our head, broken and bruised.  We may acquire all the stuff, but something’s missing.  We feel empty.  We feel lost and alone, even though we’re surrounded by people who admire us.  Look at all we’ve achieved!  Look how happy we are!  Look at all our stuff!  Our friends and family love us for who we are – but who are we?  We don’t even like ourselves, let alone love ourselves.  There’s got to be something more.

We touched upon our life purpose in college, but now that we’ve either achieved all the material success in life that we can stand or we’ve been struggling in all areas of life all along, we realize more than ever that there’s got to be something more to life.  We search for meaning.  This is our first introduction to our Authentic Self.  “Hello, Authentic Self.  Nice to meet you.  You seem so familiar.  Do I know you from somewhere?”  And the answer, of course, is “Yes!  I’ve been with you all along!”  You had snippets of hearing this voice.  You called it intuition or maybe a “hunch.”  But your Authentic Self has been silently guiding you through life, hoping someday that you’d recognize its existence so that you would learn to listen to it more often.  And here you are!  You learn that your Authentic Self is where love, joy, acceptance, bliss, light, and happiness all reside.  How exciting!  You feel saved.  You feel like you have discovered some secret.  “I have an inner knowing!  Finally, someone is going to help me change my life.”  You’ve seen the light.

Just when you think you hit the BLISS jackpot — you discover your SOUL has another plan for you.  You’re faced with another big challenge.  You lose your job, your car breaks down, you get sick… I like to call this stage, “Attack of the Stackers!”  But how can this be?  You’ve seen the light.  You have everything figured out.  You’ve started meditating; you’re in touch with your inner guidance; you’re setting intentions… Shouldn’t life be grand?  What’s going on?  For those of you who don’t know, Stackers are the people in your life – whether you know them or not – who are there to teach you lessons.  They’re your friends, your bosses, your spouse or even that “jerk” who just cut you off and caused you to hit the curb.  They may piss you off, but they also challenge you and bring you opportunities for learning and growth.  Which brings me to the next step…

In the next step you learn that “Stackers” are a good thing.  “That’s crazy!” you exclaim.  How could my car breaking down in the middle of the freeway be a good thing?  How could me losing my job be a good thing?  Well… at the time it may not seem that way.  But you learn that your Stackers are here to teach you your life lessons.  Once you learn the lesson, they move on.  Of course, you also learn that Earth is a school, so there will always be more lessons, but now you look at them as opportunities.  You see every time you’re faced with a problem you have the opportunity to react in a positive way.  You have a “responsibility” to remain in your loving and embrace this precious opportunity to learn and grow.  Suddenly, you’re egging the Stackers on.  “Go ahead, challenge me!  This time, I’ll get it right!”

Now that you’re conscious of your Inner Being, your Authentic Self, you can let go of your Ego, right?  Wrong!  But Ego is bad.  That’s what everyone says.  It makes you want more and more stuff, promising happiness, but never delivering.  How can that be good?  “If it’s bad, why can’t I get away from it?  I still like to shop.  I still like my house and my car.  I still like stuff.  And that’s bad, right?”  This is the next step – or fallback.  You wonder, “If I’m aware of being conscious and present, why can’t I always be that way?  Why can’t I be perfect?”  You fall into a mild depression.

This is when forgiving yourself for judging yourself is so important.  Yes, you are conscious, you are aware… but as I said before, Earth is a school and growth is a process, not something that happens lickadie-split.  You learn not to be so hard on yourself.  You are PERFECT in whatever stage you are at and you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be at any given moment.  It’s okay to have a healthy Ego.  It’s okay to want things – just don’t identify with your stuff.  JUST DON’T EXPECT THE STUFF TO FILL A VOID IN YOUR LIFE OR MAKE YOU HAPPY.  If you identify with your stuff, you become it.  It becomes you.  And you are not the car you drive, the house you live in, or the job you have.  You are a divine Spiritual being on this Earth in human form having a human experience.

Learning this sits well with you and you feel as if you can breathe again.  And then the holidays arrive.

You’re feeling joyful and in the spirit of love and giving.  You’re so excited about all you’ve learned and are eager to share it with your family, or shall we call them, “Your Ultimate Stackers”?  They love you and know what’s best for you and frankly, they think you’ve lost your marbles.  What is all this talk about your Ego and Authentic Self?  You must’ve joined some cult.  When is the mass suicide planned so we can get in an intervention before then to save you?  Suddenly, self-protection sets in.  You convince yourself that they’re just not as conscious as you are.  They just don’t get it.  You move into self-righteousness – you are sooo much better than them.  This doesn’t feel good – but it keeps you safe.  It keeps your Ego safe…

And then you remember.  There is no right and wrong, only perception.  You forgive yourself for judging, recognize that your family is on their own path and it’s not up to you to change them or anyone else for that matter.  You are only responsible for yourself.  Ahhh… this feels much better.  At last, the burden of convincing your family that you’re right and they’re wrong is lifted.  You can return back to your center where your Authentic Self is waiting for you with a big, warm hug and a hot mug of cocoa.

And so life continues on, with many ups and downs.  The Stackers continue to teach you lesson after lesson.  You’re knocking some of them down like a video game, while others beat you to a pulp.  But you have learned to look for the good in every experience.  This continues for many lifetimes, until finally…

You graduate!  Congratulations!  You’re going Home.  After all your ups and downs, you’ve learned what you’ve set out to learn here on Earth and your time has come to return to Spirit form and go Home.  You look back for a moment and feel good.  But it’s time to return to the light, return to love, return Home.

Welcome home!  Now it’s time to go back and do it all over again…

A little “food for thought” for this week of gratitude.  Be grateful for all those “Stackers” in your life.  They’re here to teach you, elevate your Soul and lead you home.  Happy Thanksgiving!!

With Love, for the highest good…

xo, Christy Jacobs

What Defines a Successful Relationship?

In today’s society, a successful relationship is usually defined by marriage, kids, a white picket fence and living happily ever after.  Little girls dream of meeting their Prince Charming, getting married and nesting in a home of their very own.  But is this really success?  With the divorce rate over 50 percent and the marriage rate down 20 percent the last forty years, I wonder if we’re missing the point here.

For years, I was in an on and off relationship with someone I deeply loved and cared for, but the relationship never progressed to marriage.  During those years of dating, people would say that we must not be “meant to be” or we wouldn’t be so on and off.  For a while I even bought into this theory.  But what if we were “meant to be” — just not in the sense that is accepted in today’s society?  Maybe we were never meant to live together or get married.  Maybe our relationship was meant for our personal mental, emotional and spiritual growth.

I will admit that when the relationship finally ended for good I did go through the anger and disappointment and the “I want to egg your house, slash your tires and kick you in the nuts” feelings.  Come on!  We’ve all been there, right?  Right?  Yes, I did come to my senses and didn’t actually do these things.  But the pain of feeling abandoned, lost and alone was there — rearing it’s ugly head so strong, I had no choice but to look within mySELF.  Why was I feeling this way?  What inside mySELF needed to be healed?

After the blinding hurt and anger subsided, I was able to look at the relationship from a higher perspective.  I believe we all come to earth with a sacred spiritual contract to learn our lessons — and a lot of those lessons come through intimate relationships.  And I can tell you one thing for sure — this relationship stretched, twisted and shifted me into an entirely different person.  I’m much stronger, less dependent, more loving, forgiving, compassionate and creative than I was before the relationship.  It forced me to find mySELF and be true to who I AM — never losing my identity in the process.  I experienced the true sense of “projection” as I accused him of having walls up against intimacy when I realized I too had these same walls.  Surprise!  I hate when that “projection thing” happens!  I soooo wanted to blame HIM!

Sometimes when we finally “get it” and learn what we’re supposed to learn, the relationship will be “spiritually” complete and end.  This particular relationship never progressed to marriage, but I consider it “spiritually” successful because I learned so much from it.

This is not to say that for a lot of people, marriage isn’t the answer for THEM.  But is it the answer for everyone?

Dr. Gary Zukav, author of The Seat of the Soul, talks about how the human race is evolving and how what we have known as “marriage” — a contract between a man and a woman where the role of the man is to provide and the role of the woman is to nurture is changing.  Men are becoming more sensitive and nurturing, and women are becoming more independent and able to provide for themselves.  Therefore, according the Dr. Zukav, the new relationship (or marriage is you choose to make it “legal”) is a spiritual partnership where souls come together in order to grow spiritually.  This theory resonates with my soul.  What do you think?

I think it’s time to start thinking outside the “relationship box.”  To look at each and every relationship as a reflection of who we are inside.  More spiritual growth can be made by being in a relationship than in any other way.  Love inspires us to look within ourSELVES and change for the better.

While divorce and break-ups are very painful and may drive you to the metaphorical looney-bin, maybe instead of remaining bitter, angry and resentful, it’s time to look at how the relationship was a gift to our spiritual growth.  What did you learn from the partnership about yourSELF that you can carry forward with you (or happily leave behind!) to the next relationship?

I challenge everyone who is still holding onto the bitterness and resentment of a break-up to not only forgive the other person involved, but to forgive themselves.  It wasn’t an accident that you were in each other’s lives.  Be grateful for the happy times and for the challenges that enabled you to grow.  And MOVE FORWARD.  There’s another contracted spiritual relationship waiting for you around the corner.  That’s what I’m gonna do.  (If I can just find the right corner…)

If you learned something, grew mentally, spiritually and emotionally from the relationship and can look back with love, gratitude, forgiveness and compassion — I consider THAT a successful relationship!

With Love, For the highest good…

xo, Christy Jacobs

You ARE God’s Gift to the World

InspireRemember as a child, when someone would try to insult you by saying, “Who do you think you are, God’s gift to the world?!”

Well, here’s a newsflash: You ARE God’s gift to the world.

And here’s the real wake-up call: What are you doing with the GIFT that is YOU?

On my run this morning. I got to thinking about how we are all given hints of our gifts really early in childhood.  For me, running has always been my thing.  The first “hint” I got of this was in third grade when I won Miss Jog-a-thon out of the entire K-8 school.  Of course, at the time, I was just running circles around a grass field trying to get my laps in so I could raise money.  Another sign of a strength I cultivated later in life:  I’m very “goal oriented” and persistent when it comes to achieving those goals.  Sometimes to a fault…

As of today, I’ve completed three marathons and more triathlons than I can count.  Running, swimming and biking are the things that uplift me and keep me sane, not to mention, in shape.  And, because of all my training, I’ve inspired many people to get in shape themselves.

In sixth grade I wrote my first book.  Ok– it was a picture book that was assigned in English class, but there are two things that stand out to me today.  One: It was about helping kids get through a divorce.   A sort of “how to get through the challenges” self-help book for kids.  Whoa!  I was only 12!  Two: My teacher loved the book so much that he kept it to share with future classes.  Damn!  I wish I had it today.

Today, I write a blog about “getting through the challenges” and I’m in the process writing a self-help book.  Ironically, the book is about picking yourself up off the floor after a divorce or break-up.  I’m sensing a theme here…

In high school my dad used to call me the sitcom queen.  I LOVED sitcoms.  I watched them all.  Then at UCLA, I took a playwriting class and got a B in the class because the professor thought it was “too much like a sitcom.”  The read-thru of the play got tons of laughs, so I didn’t give a hoot about the grade.  They were laughing at what I wrote!

Today I’m a sitcom writer and recently started performing stand-up comedy…

My point in sharing all this is to get YOU to take a look at YOUR life.  What are the moments that stand out in your life?  What were you drawn to in your childhood that molded who are are today?  Are you suppressing a talent because “it’s not the right time” or “you have a job to do”?  We all have gifts and it’s our obligation to share them with the world.  It’s why we’re here.  It’s how we find our bliss and share our love.

We weren’t born to make a ton of money (although that’s not bad, it’s just not WHY), or to be slaves to a society that says we must do, achieve, and accumulate.  We’re here to serve, share, be joyful and LOVE.

If you were praised as a child, or even TODAY for a talent that you have, there’s a reason for it.  If something brings you joy, puts you in a place of peace and invigorates you — DO IT!  Whatever it is — painting, inspiring, writing, teaching, photography, sculpting, landscaping, nurturing, cooking… It doesn’t matter what it is.  If it brings you joy, it’s your GIFT.

If you step into your purpose and embrace your gifts, not only will you bring yourself joy, but you’ll also make the world a better place.  Hmmm, how bad could that be?

With Love, for the highest good…

xo, Christy