Yesterday I had a handyman come to the house to assess a potential problem in the ceiling of my basement bedroom. I held the door open for the white-bearded handyman, but accidentally slammed the storm door in the face of his younger assistant. As the big guy let himself in, he creepily scanned my body with squinted eyes, especially his left eye. 
In my bedroom, as I stood talking to the sweet old handyman, the younger guy made eye contact with me from behind him. Then, he looked at my butt and thighs as if he was well pleased. Then he held his squinted-eye gaze on my eyes. As the white-bearded handyman continued to chat about my pipe situation, I dealt with his big oafish side-kick by mirroring him. I stared at him with squinted eyes, the same way I did when I walked onto the school bus in Kindergarten. I had heard the stories of how my older red-headed freckled brother had been bullied by high school kids on this bus, so I walked down the aisle like I knew kung fu. They never messed with me. So, I pulled out my kindergarten bad-ass look, then I scanned his body up and down and landed my glare onto his eyes again. Typically this works.
I’ve used this method for groups of construction workers whenever they’ve tried to undress me with their whistling or silent stares when I have to walk in front of them. I’ve undressed men right back with my eyes, making them feel vulnerable and naked, causing their guy friends to crack up and tease them since as long as I can remember.
I can desexualize a situation real quick. But this man seemed to think my mocking him was an invitation to continue his violation of my boundaries. When the happy handyman asked him to go get the scope out of the van I took this as my opportunity to set things straight. As the oaf walked out of my bedroom, I said, “Hold up. What’s your name again?” He told me his name. I said, “I don’t like how you’re looking at me. I just want to make that clear. I see you looking my body up and down and I don’t like it.” He looked down and said, “Ok.” He went on upstairs to get the scope. The handyman looked surprised and said, “He’s never done anything like that before.” I thought, “Yeah right, try looking behind you when you are talking to a woman customer.” 
The rest of their visit, he-who-got-in-trouble tried so hard to disappear. It’s hard to make yourself invisible when you are gigantic. He stood there like a little kid staring at his phone trying to mind his own business, but you know me, I had to harass him. Let’s just say I was training him how to engage with a woman who does not project her sexuality toward men to get something fixed in her house. I asked his opinion about the job that his boss and I were discussing at least five times. He would kind of nod and shrug and barely utter a few words. He was so uncomfortable that at one point when he had to point up at the ceiling vent and his T-shirt exposed his drooping belly that hung over his jeans like a sandbag, he tried to subtly get the shirt to drop back down by pressing his elbow against it. I love it when I can make a perpetrator squirm.
I thought we were all good, but he had the balls to do it again right before I ushered them to the front door and out. It’s as if moving to the upstairs living room erased all of the ground rules we had established in my bedroom. The good news is that the older handyman said that I don’t have a problem in my ceiling and told me that usually their visit would have been $75 but the visit was free if I was going to use them again. I said, “Of course!” I lied. In my mind, I thanked my Angels for balancing out a bad situation. 
I knew that the guy’s warped sexual energy would linger in my bedroom, so I cracked the window, prayed that my room would be cleared and sprayed water in the air. I also cleaned the whole house, especially where he had stood or walked. When I went to bed, I could still sense some of his energy because I would get fleeting images of him or gruesome sexual images that weren’t mine. Here is how I cleared the remaining energy. 
I visualized an image of a yellow snowplow shoveling from side to side through my room as if the room was a rectangular field of energy floating in the distance. Then I asked my Angels to clear the room. Each time I saw another bad image, I would picture my scene of a happy yellow snowplow clearing the energy back and forth across the rectangle of the room. Then I would pray again, “Angels, clear my room.” I had a wonderful, deep night’s sleep. 
Feel free to use my golden snowplow anytime. It works like a charm! For more tips on How to Clear and Protect Your Energy, you can get my PDF by signing up for my mailing list at arielenergyhealer.com. I’ll send you a free copy. Happy plowing

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Yesterday afternoon, i opened the door to head to the chiropractor, thinking, “Bummer, I wish I had ordered that Pure Wave massager earlier in the month so that I had it to take with me to show my chiropractor.” Of course, sitting outside my door was the box from Pure Wave. Delighted, I took it with me wondering how it got here within two days when I didn’t pay for special shipping. 
As I drove, behind the license with 688 on it, I laughed and thanked my Guides for showing me the last 3 digits of my 1688 work phone number and the year of my birth, 1968. I turned the corner onto a quiet side street and laughed with my Angels as I saw 111 on a license to my left. A woman in a white SUV slammed on her brakes as she headed straight toward me from my right. As I too, slammed on my brakes, we simultaneously smiled and laughed and extended our right arms as if to touch our fingers energetically through our windshields. As I drove on the rest of the five-minute drive, I got behind a license that said AAA for Ariel. My Angels were all around and celebrating me and my love.
This post is not meant to solicit the bashing of Denver drivers. Nor is it a call for my friends to send fearful warnings or advice my way. 
My story is merely to share with you the magic in which I live each day. If you too are creating a magical life for yourself, please share your stories below!
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On Sunday, I walked the length of my boyfriend’s backyard to cut some green onions for a sauce we were making. As I walked along the path to his garden, I thought “Something magical is about to happen to me.” When I got back to the house, I was curious because nothing had happened. Then, I realized I had forgotten to pick a jalapeño pepper, so I searched his freezer for some frozen ones. I found a bag in the back of the freezer that was melted and burned. My boyfriend quickly unplugged the fridge as we stared in shock at the brown, melted area in the back of the freezer. I had recently broken my dishwasher and had it hauled away by a handy man so I texted him and asked if he knew of any used fridges and would he haul this one away for us. He texted back immediately, “Yes, I am on my way!”
For four months, his friends had been unable to use their garage because of a huge stainless steel fridge in the way that they had been meaning to sell. For $200 on a Sunday, my boyfriend’s kitchen was transformed, all because of my hunt for a hot pepper and my expectation that something magical was going to happen!

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Some people think that money is a low vibration, but I see money as a gift from my Guides. They bless me with money so that I can feel safe and free. If I have plenty of money flowing through my life, I can take care of myself and others. The energy of money for me is care, safety and love.

If the flow of money into my life is blocked, the energy in my body will also be blocked. In my life, I have meditated regularly on a gold light of prosperity flowing over me from above. I bask in the blessing from my Angels. As my Guides bring me monetary gifts daily, I thank them for taking care of me. My vibration rises as I experience the Guides’ magical gifts. Any blocked energy in my field begins to flow.  

 

One of my favorite rituals is when I put my family’s names into a drawing at the end of each month. I close my eyes and connect to the light. Then, in a state of excited anticipation, I draw one of the names from “the hat”. When I open my eyes I laugh in delight as I see who gets the 05% of my monthly profits from one of my projects, like The Healing Room. When I send them a check, I write a note that says, “Congratulations! You are the winner!!”

 

Money has always been fun for me. I created a prayer about opening ourselves to receive the frequency of money in my podcast, “Prayer for Prosperity”. Here is a short clip of that audio. You can hear the rest of it in my membership website, The Healing Room.

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When you pray or meditate, do you feel God? And if so, what does it feel like?

God is a fluid energy around us. Moving between things, among us, and through us, if we can get out of the way enough to allow it in.

I see God every day with my mind’s eye in the energy healings. At the end of each energy healing, once I’ve moved all of the heavy, dark vibrations of fear, worry, stress, anger, rage, depression and frustration out of the body, we then have room to draw in the sparkly yellow-white light of God through the upper vortex of the energy field that spins around the head and shoulders.

God’s light then begins pouring all the way through the body and out the feet. When we are out of the way, the light then begins fountaining out of us and filling up the layers of energy around our body. Once these begin flowing, we are filled with and surrounded by God’s light. This feels like bliss, love, wholeness, happiness, joy and calm—like everything is going to be o.k.

Wouldn’t you like to feel this every day?

In my podcast, “Allowing God In”, I guide us through releasing everything in our way of being able to pull the light of God into us. Then, we call the powerful light into us together through breath and prayer. If you would like to hear the full 11 minute teaching and prayer, join The Healing Room and click on the “April 2017 Healings Teachings and Prayers” button. There you will find “Allowing God In” and many more podcasts to help you feel the joy that I am talking about. Thanks for joining me!

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