Light Hearted

By Jinna Dodds

Light Hearted is the second book in the Spiritual/Fiction "Light Trilogy" series written by Jinna Dodds.

Jinna Dodds continues her untraditional Spiritual journey that began in the book Light Headed. Having moved through the challenges of grief, which happened in 1978it is now 1981, and Jinna is hit with another changing point in her life.

Riding the Spiritual waves, in the vast ocean of life in Southern California, Jinna continues to discover and shape her new identity. Aided by her friends and her Spiritual teacher, life becomes more humorous as the lighthearted adventures continue.

If you have enjoyed reading the Spiritual journeys of authors such as Mary Summer Rain and Lynn Andrews, you will find that Light Hearted offers a slightly different and humorous twist to discovering ones special connection with Spirit.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Dec 18, 2008
• ISBN: 9781462806119

Jinna Dodds

Jinna Dodds offers her second fictional novel, after publishing articles in newspapers and magazines since 1976. A graduate of the University of Great Falls, with a Master of Arts degree in Teaching, Jinna has been a college instructor for the last twenty years. With her husband, Lee, and their English Springer Spaniel, Skye, Jinna lives in Northwestern Montana. Their home in the country offers a panoramic view of the Swan Mountain range of the Northern Rockies. Her inspiration comes from a loving marriage, the mountains, and nature.

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Copyright © 2009 by Jinna Dodds.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Picture taken, by Jinna Dodds, with a MS Word 2008 Clipart heart overlay.

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Contents

Acknowledgments

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

This book is dedicated to:

My husband

my beloved rose giver and Spiritual partner

and

all my dear friends

who have enthusiastically supported the creation of this book

Acknowledgments

Light Hearted is the second book in the Jinna Dodds, Light Trilogy, Spiritual/fiction series. While I wrote this ongoing story, it was exciting to bring back to life the loving memories and energies of so many people who have now passed into Spirit. I wrote this book, as I did Light Headed, to honor those who have meant so much to me as my life unfolds.

Each person, who has entered my life, has been a teacher in his or her own right. Some have touched for only a moment, whereas others have remained for years. One such teacher, who has truly mastered his personal expression of loving bliss, is Bill Nesbit.

I was writing Chapter 15, entitled Illusion, when Bill and I wound up having an insightful phone conversation. Until that moment, I had no idea how this book would end. Immediately after our conversation ended, I realized that Bill had given me three words, which would create the last thoughts of Light Hearted. Thanks to Bill’s energies, this book has its ending—but the story continues.

Chapter 1

An Unlikely Friendship

As usual, she was sitting on the floor with both legs bent at the knees and comfortably tucked beside her. Wearing a long, bright, violet colored caftan that modestly covered her ankles; she talked to her client with her eyes closed. I was the client—and Dee, who was fast becoming a well-known mystic and trance channel, was in level. Effortlessly, she was allowing the words of her Master Guide, Matthew, to accurately answer my questions for tonight’s session.

Jinna, we’ve been sharing with you that your energies are changing, which has caused this period of low energy you have recently been experiencing. That will soon pass as March ends, and 1981 is going to be a very exciting year for you.

I brightened up at that potential. Between working eight hours, a day, as a Receptionist at Adivar—plus training, grooming and showing dogs at local dog shows, for various people, there wasn’t much spare time. Added to that, I was teaching dog handling classes for the exhibitors who wanted to show their own dogs, and still involved with raising my family, plus immersed in my ongoing Spiritual studies. I had to admit—I was very tired. My three teenage children were not getting to visit with me when I was at my best, and that concerned me as well.

Dee flashed that cheerful, double dimpled smile of hers and continued. "By the time you turn thirty-eight, this May, you are going to have a new job with a company you will just love and a better salary, as well. Now that your body has healed from the hysterectomy, you have rid yourself of all the old toxins that were draining you of needed Chi, the vital energy force that flows through all humans. The last of the anesthetic residuals are still working out of your system, which is what has caused you to feel so lethargic recently. Getting away from your current position at Adivar, and into a new job, is critically important. A better job with energies around you that are supportive, versus negative, is going to have a major impact on your life." Her chestnut brown wig wobbled, ever so slightly, as she nodded her head to nonverbally punctuate that this was true.

My heart skipped a beat. This was major news to me and I was a bit incredulous. Southern California was not a place to be bouncing around looking for a new job right now. The job market was still very tight. Since separating from my husband a little over two years ago, I had moved to a small apartment, which was very close to my old house. I had chosen that location so I could be near my children, who remained at home with him. Struggling financially just to keep up with the steady rise of my rent, every six months, I still had very few possessions and no savings. A mattress on the floor was my bed. There was no refrigerator or cooking utensils. Each month was a frightening challenge in trusting that enough money would manifest to cover expenses. Teaching dog classes and typing Dee’s channeled lessons, which she gave out at the seminars she had recently started teaching, helped to supplement my entry-level salary at Adivar. So far, I had just barely managed to cover each month’s bills—but still, I was employed where many people I knew—weren’t. Just quitting my job sounded pretty risky to me.

"Are you saying I am definitely going to give up my job at Adivar soon?"

I wanted to be sure that I had heard Matthew correctly. A part of me felt quite excited about the potential of being done with Adivar. It had been rough ever since I first started there, new to working in the corporate world. Prior to that, I had been an elementary school teacher. In recent years, to be home with the children, I had quit teaching and created a home-based business of breeding and grooming AKC show quality English Springer Spaniels. After becoming reasonably successful at dog shows, as an exhibitor, I eventually taught dog classes at night, to help other people learn more about owner handling their own dogs.

The sudden separation from my husband, in October of 1978, created the urgent need to find full time employment—quickly. At that extremely depressing time in my life, I didn’t have the energy to go back to teaching school. Instead, I decided on trying to work as a Receptionist—something I had never done before.

Unfortunately, I took the first job that was offered to me. It had been at a plant in Costa Mesa, California that manufactured phenolic resins and managed to explode shortly after I had learned the tasks of being their Receptionist. Well, actually, just the large Mix House had exploded, from an exotherm of toxic materials—but it had caused a huge uproar among the people in the neighborhood and created several costly lawsuits. Sadly, it had also killed one of the employees and seriously injured another. No longer welcome, in the closely packed neighborhood of this beach town, Adivar was being forced to move their entire plant to an industrial park in Anaheim. Currently, they were still in the process of designing the buildings for their future location, and they hadn’t moved yet.

Since the first major explosion, there had been two other minor explosions. I never knew what might happen next, each day, when I stepped through the doorway of the Lobby where my desk and switchboard were located. Dee had helped me through the trauma of all those events and had become a very good friend as well.

I’d met her, quite by chance, shortly after the crisis of moving away from my home and family. Fall of 1978 had been the lowest point in my life, and I had been struggling emotionally, at that time, just to get through each day. Knowing the life crisis I was going through, PJ, my best friend who lived in Arizona, had told me about an upcoming seminar that dealt with the subject, Creating Your Own Reality. It was taught by someone, I had never heard of, named Jack Zyngle. The title and details she read in a brochure, which she had picked up at a Phoenix area bookstore, caught her attention. When she noticed it was being offered in Los Angeles, PJ called to tell me about the seminar. Reading the information over the phone, she gave me the name and phone number of a Dr. Dee Randel, who was listed as someone in Orange County that I could contact to purchase a seminar ticket.

That phone call from PJ triggered a series of events that were not only exciting, but most unusual, as well. These events rocked my very conservative, somewhat rigid, way of thinking about almost everything. Having reached a turning point in life where I wanted to change my very bleak reality, I followed my inner impulse to attend the seminar and arranged to purchase a ticket from this Dr. Randel, in Orange County. Surprisingly, her address happened to be very close to where I lived.

I called the number PJ had given to me. The entire conversation was quite different from any I’d ever experienced. I wound up talking to a woman who claimed she was a trance channel (also something I had never heard of before), and she sounded a bit overly cheerful. I got through the conversation and shook my head, as I hung up the phone, wondering what in the world I was getting into. Having reserved a ticket, though, I promptly got in the car and drove over to her house. This first chance meeting was equally as unusual as the phone call, but I found myself leaving Dee’s house with a completely new world opening up to me—as well as a ticket to the Jack Zyngle seminar.

During that first meeting, Dee had welcomed me into the living room of her house as if I was a long lost friend. After offering me a cup of coffee, she had described a little more about what the seminar would offer. With as deeply depressed as I was at the time, the potentials of what the seminar might teach intrigued me. We talked easily for close to an hour. I asked her about the work she did, and she told me that she was a trance channel. Elaborating on this term, she described how she went into a light trance to do a channeling session for clients that offered helpful answers dealing with questions they asked about their lives. She called the whole process, doing a reading, and invited me to visit her again to see what a session was like.

I, of course, was typically reticent to get involved with this channeling stuff she said she did, because I am usually one to be cautious and look before I leap. Besides—I had always thought people who claimed to be fortunetellers were a bit flakey. Yet, I couldn’t deny that after I left from that first visit, for the first time in months, I had suddenly felt happy and excited about life. Just as I was leaving, she had hugged me and said, Peace and Light to you. That was certainly a different goodbye, from someone I had just met. It left me thinking. I wondered: How could a simple hug transfer that much uplifting energy? It seemed so unusual—I did wind up mulling the invitation over in my mind for a while.

I had to admit, the whole idea of knowing someone who was a trance channel, piqued my curiosity even though it also seemed extremely weird to me. After thinking it over for a few more days, I decided to call her and set up an appointment to see what a channeling session might be like. That second visit was amazing. Here was a lady who went into an altered state that she called "going into level" and brought in her Master Guide (Matthew) to answer all the questions I had written down for the reading. Although Dee had no way of knowing the personal answers to the twenty-five questions I had written down on my private sheet of paper, Matthew managed to answer every one of them.

It was explained to me that I had Guides who were participating in the session, plus Matthew was verbally reading what he referred to as the Akashic Records of my life. I hadn’t the remotest idea what the Akashic Records were and that puzzled me—but what was transmitted to me during the reading was clearly true. It was very enlightening. My opinion about flakey, money-hungry fortunetellers, who read your body language and asked leading questions so it appeared they knew all about you, didn’t hold up in this case.

Dee requested only a $5.00 donation for the reading. For over an hour, she rapidly channeled answers—never asked questions—and she had her eyes completely closed the whole time. Uplifting information was offered that gave me some believable reasons for why I was currently going through this major upheaval of my life. Deep in my gut, I felt this was not a hoax but something actually worthwhile. I’d never known why, but these gut feelings had helped me all through my life, to judge what was dangerous and what was safe—if I listened to them.

Because of the accuracy and the beautiful Spiritual energy of her channeling, I returned to her little stucco house, frequently, wanting to learn more. It meant majorly stretching and letting go of many of my preconceived beliefs. As time passed, I found Dee had become my Spiritual Mentor, who was teaching me daily lessons I was very eager to pursue learning.

When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.

It was an age-old quote that Dee had said to me that first night, but again, it was true. I was indeed ready and dove into my new Spiritual studies by reading every possible book I could borrow from her personal library. So many nagging questions that I had asked all my life were finally being answered in a way that filled me with renewing energy. The energy was that of Light and Spiritual Love. It slowly began pushing out the dark energy of depression that I was experiencing, since the separation from my husband, and steadily replacing it with hope and happiness.

Let me tell you a little bit more about what is normal for Dee that definitely wasn’t what I used to consider as normal. She is a very high energy Scorpio who wakes up every morning at 4:00 a.m. to channel daily information from Matthew and her other Guides. Then at 9:00 a.m., she often starts seeing clients. Doing rapid-paced readings for them, she brings in specific information that their Guides wish to offer to help them. Some days she works until 8:00 at night, yet she seems tireless to me. She has the ability to transfer healing energies to people, but never advertises that fact. Dee possesses a Doctor of Divinity certificate as a Metaphysical Minister that is displayed on the wall of her office. She also is a certified hypnotherapist. I would be remiss if I didn’t mention another unusual talent she possesses—Dee sees auras.

At one time, she had worked in the medical field, but recently she has become a full-time mystic and a teacher, presenting metaphysical seminars. Dee is also a member of Mensa International, a group of very brilliant thinkers. Having experienced the trials of divorce, as well as being a widow, she has real life experience to draw from when talking to clients with similar sadness in their lives. A grandmother and a devoted mother to her adult children, family is supremely important, as is her Spiritual work.

Earlier in her life, when Dee had experienced a severe car accident, life dramatically changed for her. Dropped into the pit of extreme physical and mental anguish, her normally strong will ceased to function. Debilitating headaches plagued her. At that low point, Dee suddenly discovered that she could go into a level of deep meditation. By focusing and taking a few very deep breaths, she found she was able to actually leave her body, as well as the excruciating pain from the accident.

Along with this discovery of being able to have an out-of-body experience, she also connected with the Spiritual Guide that she calls her Master Guide, Matthew. After many months of this inner communication, which gave her a new purpose in living, Dee eventually found Matthew was able to actually talk through her vocal chords. Although Dee’s voice remained the same, it took on a richer, more loving tone, when Matthew was present—plus a remarkable energy of Spiritual peace would fill her and the room in which she was channeling. Slowly, through this process, she healed physically and mentally.

Dee has survived many more tragedies in her life than anyone I have personally known. What I have come to realize is that she has moved through them with this new and wonderful energy that is light years beyond the term surviving. Like the fabled Phoenix, she has come through the fire of personal loss. Now, in her late forties, she is able to help others with an incredible energy that lifts people’s spirits. I recognize it is the beauty of that energy which drew me to her initially. Most of all, Dee is a humorous character and highly unpredictable. In my plodding, double Taurus way, I have found her to be the perfect teacher, manifesting the total opposite of my personality in mostly positive ways.

What I have discovered, as we have become closer friends, is that there is also a very human Dee. This expression of Dee still possesses the foibles of many humans that make mistakes and hopefully learns from them. Then there is the Spiritual Dee that is connected to a higher energy—Matthew. The Spiritual Dee is very wise and all-knowing, when she entertains that energy. The clients she deals with usually meet the Spiritual Dee, and frequently are not as interested in knowing the human Dee. I have been given the privilege to be with both Dees. She doesn’t offer her more private nature to many people outside of her immediate family. The human Dee can sometimes appear a little spacey, to people who don’t truly try to know her.

As a general rule, I am a grounded person, thus I have become the friend who drives her to a great many places she likes to visit. Another oddity about her is that, even though she lives in Southern California, Dee doesn’t drive a car—yet always manages to get where she needs to go, very nicely. She says she just manifests a ride when she needs one and, in truth, she does manifest an amazing amount of things when she truly needs them. The term that makes this possible, I am guessing, is that she doesn’t manifest what she wants—only what she needs.

Always the adventurer, wanting to visit new places and meet new people, Dee can get me into some hot water at times. As a result, I have learned to exercise a lot of my own free will, in deciding what I will let her get me involved with—and what I won’t. She realizes I don’t jump into new situations with complete abandon like she does, and we laugh at the opposites in our natures. That doesn’t stop her from continuously tempting me with new directions, though.

So here I sat tonight, listening to Matthew offering me the potential of an entirely new direction for work, and I was already questioning whether he really meant it or not?

Yes, I am seeing a wonderful new job that will manifest in the next couple of weeks. Start looking for it—it is coming to you and it will change your life in a most amazing way.

Another life change? I’m still trying to find my balance after what has happened already, I replied with chagrin.

Tell your manager at Adivar that you are planning on changing jobs soon, and then check the ‘help wanted’ ads. Your job will be advertised in a newspaper.

So I have to just trust and leap off the edge of the Earth again—right?

"We know this is very hard for your Taurus nature to do, but in this case that is exactly what you are going to have to do. You are getting better at this since you left the security of your home and marriage. Even so, we know it has been continually challenging for you to deal with all these tests."

Oh boy, another test. I just love these fun little ‘opportunities to grow’ as you usually call them. Will I ever learn to totally trust ‘Spirit?’ I always am feeling like I go through life with my brakes half on.

In the etheric, if you could see your life pattern, my dear, you would definitely observe the light skid marks that follow you, Matthew laughed.

"I am overly cautious, aren’t I?"

"That isn’t all bad. Once you decide to do something, you usually feel very sure that you should do it. You know, deep within that it is well thought through and workable. Once you ‘believe’ something will work, you allow a tremendous push of Spiritual energy to support your direction, and you usually succeed. Give this new job some thought and then act on allowing it to come to you. It is very significant to your future life."

"Well that certainly sounds intriguing. I admit I have been mentally asking for a better job. Dee keeps telling me that Adivar is an extremely dangerous place to work. It certainly has taken