Nanette “Nonnie” Keith
Somewhere in my 20’s I made a lifelong discovery about myself that changed me forever. I had become aware of an internal presence that guided me daily. I then fell in love with this presence more than any other in my life and learned to trust it the most. I had to consider at that early age what in all universes loved me most? This was particularly shocking because I was trying to be an atheists like my father was. After years of considering internal guidance, and what quality of guidance I most wanted, I asked that nothing with a personality or recent earth walk, no matter how famous speak through me. I had fallen in love with an infinite truth so magnificently internal to me I didn’t have to worry, it was the God my father taught me to disbelieve. I had begun to connect with what I later learned to call my Source. I had not learned this from books, teachers or humans. I learned it from my complete reliance on nature to sooth and transform all that was painfully human within me.
As a child I trusted following the beauty of nature deep into naturally occurring altered states. I was being guided to move into moments of contemplative pleasure in everyday life. Imagine me as a seven year old exploring my backyard in altered states of bliss and suddenly being guided to quietly approach a frog who was sunbathing. I was shown internally how to pet the frog first with a long blade of grass. Then I was shown the right timing to gently pick the frog up rubbing its belly slowly until it became entranced, the same way I was.
I laid in wonder beneath pine trees in mindless abandon staring through infinite aromatic bows. Never once did I glimpse these fabulous journeys to the divine as something special or unique. My spiritual gifts held little fascination for me, as I matured because they were just the dew or the residue of the perfect grace that I was enamored with my whole life. I did not become an oracle in this life, because my ego needed to become one. It happened because every day I put the love of high truth ahead of my human need to hide from it.
Even as I yielded these gifts to the world for thirty years I dreamed only of how each reading was about to teach me what satisfied my infinite hunger for truth and personal transformation. Without advertising, my readings reached most large countries in the world. I instructed my clients to ask questions while I was in trance about how they could have this connection to Source themselves, without ever needing to return to see me again.
Sadly, even as my waiting list turned into numerous books of names I would never see, there were few who were satisfied with my “once in a lifetime” rule. Good people were asking me to listen to their Source believing I could do it better than they could.
In a painful moment of moral decision making I fired myself with no alternative income in site. Even from my closest friends, I was listening to intense protest about me not offering my services in this way again. I had made the decision to do the one truly honest human action I had before me: to begin a journey to transform myself with my own gifts. I vowed to use my gifts on myself as an act of true love for the one human I could change sustainably…me.
I was now in connection with my high Self or the God we all carry within us. I was determined to not let any services I rendered get in the way of the most intimate and rewarding relationship one can have with their own Source.
I’m just like everyone else. I am sometimes caught up with external neediness, fear and resistance that comes with being human, but more of the time now I feel an enormous freedom when I am being my whole self, including my high Self which I call my Source. When my highest Self is at the table, I can only see the feast and the feeding of my starving soul.