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Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Six

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst

At 18, and continuing for more than a decade, I was hungry for information Despite vacillating between the shore of believing in the unseen world, and running from it with all my might. I wanted someone to tell me “Yes these things are real”!  I wanted guidance in using these energies, I wanted information on how to protect myself energetically.

  I wanted information on how to shield myself from picking up everything around me and more.  In the ’80s there was not much written on these subjects.  I never found teachers in the flesh that I felt that I could trust. So, I kept opening myself wider looking for answers.  And that was my biggest mistake because the answers I was looking for were literally only to be found inside of me. 

And it’s not like you find the answers like gems tossed by the side of the road (fully cut and polished).  Our bodies are the conduit through which we develop the awareness to discover our answers.

Our bodies contain our built-in vibe barometer (to read more, get my book Connecting the Dots Ancient Wisdom, Modern Science and check out “Trust Your Gut?” to get a good understanding of what I’m talking about, at:

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Sunday Series: These Shores, Part One

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst Forever I have run to these shores … Forever I have run from these shores …Lia Russ That is the beginning of a poem I wrote a long time ago. I wrote that when I was 18 and it is about my relationship to energy, and spiritual dimensions. I had…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Two

Memoirs of a Spiritual Catalyst I regularly went through periods of swearing off exploring energetic realms in hopes of accomplishing the coveted goal of being like other kids. But no matter how hard I tried to shut off my awareness of energy or my clairvoyance, I could not. It got to the point where I…

Sunday Series : These Shores, Part Three

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst I had to learn everything myself, by trial and error.  And aside from being very lonely, exploring the world we cannot see without any community guidance, can be scary if not dangerous, (however please note that I did survive!). Although I did not understand it at the time, everything that…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Four

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst I had studied about shamans in college, but I did not associate myself as one until fairly recently.  It wasn’t until I was in my 40’s that I heard someone say that shamanism was a path to direct revelation.  There have been shamans in every culture since the earliest of…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Five

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst If you see visions, it can be very hard to tell the difference between several important factors.  Is what I’m seeing for me? (Or for someone else?) Is what I’m seeing a warning of things to come? (Or is it something from the past?)  These are very important questions to…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Six

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst At 18, and continuing for more than a decade, I was hungry for information Despite vacillating between the shore of believing in the unseen world, and running from it with all my might. I wanted someone to tell me “Yes these things are real”!  I wanted guidance in using these…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Seven

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst It was almost too much for me, this solitary journey without any guidance from people around me, but the very connections that my sensitivity to reality allowed me to find in nature, were the things that kept me “fed” and able to survive – despite my extreme pain and isolation.…

The Earth Is Flat

Exploring Connecting The Dots


Today I would like to share with you an excerpt from the Introduction of my book Connecting the Dots Ancient Wisdom Modern Science. 

The Earth is Flat 

Hi. I’m here to tell you the world is flat.  Oops — wrong paradigm! Paradigms are accepted ways of looking at and understanding our world.  Put another way, paradigms form frameworks of accepted thought that govern a society’s view of anything, from physics to geography, even the concepts of good and bad.  I find paradigms fascinating because they reveal so much about where a culture stands. 

People can be comforted by paradigms because they give the illusion that the corners of our world are tacked down, safe, predictable. They can also give us a sense of belonging; if we believe in the same paradigm, we seem connected.  Maybe you even feel “safe” to me, or like you are a “good” person, just because you believe the same things I do.  Conversely, people with beliefs outside our paradigm can seem foreign, even scary. 

The problem with belief systems is that we often stop “seeing” things that exist outside those systems, even if they are right in front of our faces.  They can also lead to complacency, especially if they encourage people not to think for themselves, exactly what our current paradigm teaches. 

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   Can I say, with a margin of safety, that there are some people out there who exhibit one or more of the following: have premonitions, are intuitive, are able to heal others, can speak with those who are no longer living in physical bodies, are able to communicate with animals and more? 

Our bodies do not evolve randomly, (nothing on this planet evolved – or was created – randomly, especially you!). Because of this fact, the existence of some people who do exhibit the ability to interact with the unseen world leads me to ask; What benefit to survival would these abilities have?  This leads me to What mechanisms in the body might allow this awareness to be possible? 

Why would only some humans develop this ability?  It also makes me want to examine the circumstances under which these special abilities develop as well as try to gain an understanding of any commonalities in both the development of these abilities and the experience of finding one’s self at the mercy of interaction with senses that our society at large rejects.  What is the cost to the individual having to experience this and are there commonalities in how they coped?   

The upshot of this is that I am going to do a series of interviews with folks who have dealt with any of these types of occurrences. I want to, begin to find the common threads that we can weave together to promote and support our young ones (and newbies or any age) in their struggle for self: understanding, mastery, and acceptance in dealings with the invisible world, and what it’s like Being Born Magical.     

If you have any questions or would like to share the extraordinary experience(s) you have had, comment below or PM me.   You can also email me at lia@connectingthedots.guru.

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Copyright 2022 Lia Russ

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Five

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst

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If you see visions, it can be very hard to tell the difference between several important factors. 

Is what I’m seeing for me? (Or for someone else?)

Is what I’m seeing a warning of things to come? (Or is it something from the past?) 

These are very important questions to get the answers to. They apply to information gleaned intuitively or clairaudiently as well. And where these answers can be found, may surprise you.

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Sunday Series: These Shores, Part One

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst Forever I have run to these shores … Forever I have run from these shores …Lia Russ That is the beginning of a poem I wrote a long time ago. I wrote that when I was 18 and it is about my relationship to energy, and spiritual dimensions. I had…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Two

Memoirs of a Spiritual Catalyst I regularly went through periods of swearing off exploring energetic realms in hopes of accomplishing the coveted goal of being like other kids. But no matter how hard I tried to shut off my awareness of energy or my clairvoyance, I could not. It got to the point where I…

Sunday Series : These Shores, Part Three

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst I had to learn everything myself, by trial and error.  And aside from being very lonely, exploring the world we cannot see without any community guidance, can be scary if not dangerous, (however please note that I did survive!). Although I did not understand it at the time, everything that…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Four

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst I had studied about shamans in college, but I did not associate myself as one until fairly recently.  It wasn’t until I was in my 40’s that I heard someone say that shamanism was a path to direct revelation.  There have been shamans in every culture since the earliest of…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Five

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst If you see visions, it can be very hard to tell the difference between several important factors.  Is what I’m seeing for me? (Or for someone else?) Is what I’m seeing a warning of things to come? (Or is it something from the past?)  These are very important questions to…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Six

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst At 18, and continuing for more than a decade, I was hungry for information Despite vacillating between the shore of believing in the unseen world, and running from it with all my might. I wanted someone to tell me “Yes these things are real”!  I wanted guidance in using these…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Seven

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst It was almost too much for me, this solitary journey without any guidance from people around me, but the very connections that my sensitivity to reality allowed me to find in nature, were the things that kept me “fed” and able to survive – despite my extreme pain and isolation.…

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Connecting The Dots

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Can I make a suggestion?  Never write a book that is 450 pages long! Also, while you are paying attention, let me add, never write a book that has centuries of footnotes! Yep, writing this book has been a trip!

Not really being in charge of what needed to be written, at least not on a conscious level, I just kept writing what came to mind, like pouring milk out of a pail that just kept refilling. It was a messy process just trying to keep ahead of expanding content.

When I started working with editors, I found that they preferred Word to work on my manuscript.  I had started the book in a program called Scrivener which was really helpful for a piece with so much research behind it.  But switching back and forth between the documents my editors produced in Word, with mine in Scrivener proved too much for me. So about 4 years ago, I pulled the document out of Scrivener placed it in Word, and discovered (not for the first time) that I really should have taken a tutorial on how to create footnotes in scrivener before using that feature. 

This penchant I have for jumping into projects full throttle, knowing nothing about the product (but trusting that I will be able to figure it out along the way, has bitten me in the arse before (but somehow, I keep doing it …).  Did I mention that the book has over 250 footnotes?  Or that I am dyslexic, and that tiny letters and numbers are VERY hard to copy without reversing or scrambling the order? (Yes, lots of fun!) Not to mention that I hadn’t created a footnote in 40 years.  Speaking of which did you know that there are different requirements for footnoting different media? OMG! 

So, I migrate my book out of Scrivener only to discover that I had not entered the footnotes correctly in Scrivener, and now none of them are embedded in the document. Meaning, none of them transfer with it! I had to reenter all the footnotes, some of them being four years old at that point and some I couldn’t find, (not surprising given both my lack of experience with footnotes and my dyslexia!).  This meant that after all my hard work, I found that now I had to rewrite parts of the book.

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Were You Born Magical?

Did you ever wish there was a school like Hogwarts? Have you ever had an experience that left you wondering if you were magical? Or even where the boundaries of reality were? The truth is we are all born magical with built-in superpowers, but we are quickly taught to discount or mistrust them. And so these gifts either go dormant or, keep inserting themselves, uninvited, into our lives.


Either way, they are aspects we are encouraged to dismiss. How can we identify our gifts if they are denied? Not only is it hard to tell what your gifts are if you don’t have teachers, but it’s harder to learn how to use them without teachers too! Much like the entrance to the magical track housing the train to Hogwarts was hidden, so too are our gifts (and much of reality) hidden in plain sight.

Disguised as a stone column that no one ever questioned might be anything other than what it appeared at first glance to be. Even those who knew found the experience of walking into what looked like a solid wall of stone, challenging! (at least initially).  The extraordinary can be right in front of us, yet we can be convinced that it’s not “real” (even as we are experiencing it). And it takes bravery to choose to venture these unseen paths.


We are living half-lives because we have allowed important parts of ourselves to be shaved off. We allow this because it is what the majority of those around us do. Or because it is what is expected of us … and yet, remembering these parts benefits us. As does regaining our desire to infer things from nature (Plato, Aristotle, Darwin, all used this method), because it is here that we find the forces that govern the true laws of our world. Ones that until very recently man could not tamper with. Remembering gives us the use of early warning systems, the ability to trust ourselves completely, to discern energetic connections that will do much more than sustain you.

It will change your life in amazing ways, make you more comfortable in your own skin, enable you to clearly manifest what you desire in your life, enable you to create deeply satisfying relationships, including with your body and your spiritual and emotional self.

The answers are all within you, we need only listen. But you may need help understanding how this sensitive instrumentation inside you communicates to you. Understanding this ancient “language” opens you to so many more levels for you to interact with life on. It gives you the courage to stand your ground, freedom to walk the paths that are yours alone to walk. Wings to soar above your everyday issues, and thereby see answers and solutions that you couldn’t before.

I can help guide you to a meeting with the Sorting Hat of your soul so that you know where you stand (what your gifts are) and where you belong (the place where you start to really begin to develop yours!).


Copyright 2022 Lia Russ

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Four

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst

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I had studied about shamans in college, but I did not associate myself as one until fairly recently.  It wasn’t until I was in my 40’s that I heard someone say that shamanism was a path to direct revelation.  There have been shamans in every culture since the earliest of recorded times. Shamans are by nature, experiencing revelations from … Source? Ancestors? Guides? Constantly.  These revelations can appear in almost anything in nature or the natural world.

In wholistic cultures, shamans often learn about doing this from other shamans, but the need to explore the energetic realms and find your own paths among the stars is required. Shamans are also drawn to helping people re-member themselves (literally to put themselves back together). Perhaps that is because universally shamans undergo some form of being dismembered before they find themselves on a shamanic path. 

If you are experiencing feeling torn apart and spread across the four directions, relax, you’re just being initiated! Always, settle as deeply as you can into your body. Generate a sense of peace inside you by whatever methods work. Steep yourself in those feelings.

Imagine them filtering into your body, see your cells spread out in an ocean of peace, floating gently. Rehydrating with peace.  Breathe in peace. Maybe it has a color for you. What does that color taste like? Smell like? Stay here as long as you are comfortable. Repeat often.

Copyright 2021 Lia Russ


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Sunday Series: These Shores, Part One

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst Forever I have run to these shores … Forever I have run from these shores …Lia Russ That is the beginning of a poem I wrote a long time ago. I wrote that when I was 18 and it is about my relationship to energy, and spiritual dimensions. I had…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Two

Memoirs of a Spiritual Catalyst I regularly went through periods of swearing off exploring energetic realms in hopes of accomplishing the coveted goal of being like other kids. But no matter how hard I tried to shut off my awareness of energy or my clairvoyance, I could not. It got to the point where I…

Sunday Series : These Shores, Part Three

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst I had to learn everything myself, by trial and error.  And aside from being very lonely, exploring the world we cannot see without any community guidance, can be scary if not dangerous, (however please note that I did survive!). Although I did not understand it at the time, everything that…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Four

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst I had studied about shamans in college, but I did not associate myself as one until fairly recently.  It wasn’t until I was in my 40’s that I heard someone say that shamanism was a path to direct revelation.  There have been shamans in every culture since the earliest of…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Five

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst If you see visions, it can be very hard to tell the difference between several important factors.  Is what I’m seeing for me? (Or for someone else?) Is what I’m seeing a warning of things to come? (Or is it something from the past?)  These are very important questions to…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Six

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst At 18, and continuing for more than a decade, I was hungry for information Despite vacillating between the shore of believing in the unseen world, and running from it with all my might. I wanted someone to tell me “Yes these things are real”!  I wanted guidance in using these…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Seven

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst It was almost too much for me, this solitary journey without any guidance from people around me, but the very connections that my sensitivity to reality allowed me to find in nature, were the things that kept me “fed” and able to survive – despite my extreme pain and isolation.…

So There I Was …

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So there I was, lying in bed, wondering if it was ever going to stop. Wondering if I was ever going to be able to sleep again.  I get out of bed, it’s 1:28 am, thinking I guess I might as well work if I’m not sleeping… I go to my computer and open up the manuscript for my book Winging It, which after 7 years and at 346 pgs is now done!

Only I can’t direct my thoughts to the editing of this memoir of my journey to Asia at nineteen with $500.00 and a round trip ticket from LA to Tokyo.  Instead, I am having revelations regarding molecular structure, light, healing, and the secrets of the universe… and I MUST write them down, or I feel like my mind will explode!

Night after night this happens until I consent to put Winging It completely aside and dedicate time to … what? Writing down a mass of information that was apparently reproducing in my brain at an alarming rate? 

There was no form, no plan, no concept of what this information was to become. Just revelation after revelation. All the dots of fascinating information that I had collected over 40 plus years, were crystalizing in my mind’s eye like a supersaturated solution cooled to the point of falling out. Everything was making sense.

My heightened awareness of energy, my fascination with the natural world, natural healing, crystals, animals, plants, all the old teachings I had taken on…  my travels, even the constant pain of isolation that repeated itself throughout my life…  it all came together.

I still had no inkling of what was taking shape on paper, there were so many divergent yet tangentially related subjects. But there I was day after day, researching each of my theories to see if they were supported in modern science.  Confirming old bits of knowledge that had been shared with me in my journey towards wholeness and healing in my life.  Struggling to learn new skill sets.

At some point, I realized I was putting this information together in ways that I wasn’t hearing others talk about!  More wonderful was that when I shared these dots I had connected with others, it was helping them.  People started asking me when they could get a copy of my book… which I had started calling “How It Is”, and later, “Finding Our Way”.

The books’ journey to completion took eight years – there was no procrastination involved – just massive amounts of work (like over 250 footnotes to back up each of my theories).  Somewhere along this journey, (as happens so often with people who are unable to follow society’s dictates and shut out the energetic world), I realized that what I was doing, was only possible because of my gift(s). Gifts that I had never really taken seriously before.  I think this is a fairly common experience for folks who have not been able to shut off the awareness of their gifts.

It is hard to explain how having a gift, which no one else around you use or talks about, ends up fading into the background.  You still see things or hear things, but you write them off, instead of exploring them.  They can become an annoyance, something to be gotten over or compensated for, in the everyday grind of trying to fit in and succeed in the modern world. They are not seen as the gift they truly are for helping you get through life.

One of the gifts I employed in creating this book is my ability to see into the darkness (could be referred to as “owl medicine” – see my chapter titled  “Mouse Medicine & More”).  But it’s not that I see in physical darkness, instead, I see inside of people and processes and information.   As a matter of fact, I can shift my point of perception until I am looking at all of the information I have ever learned and see it spread out above my head like constellations …  it’s almost as if these points of light begin to glow and reveal connections that are not apparent normally, making them take on new significance. 

They begin to create a pattern that has meaning.  This ability allows me to hold and view a huge amount of information.  Information that I can sift through to find correlations that most do not see until I point it out to them!  And thus the true name of the book was revealed, Connecting The Dots: Ancient Wisdom, Modern Science.

Copyright 2022 Lia Russ


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Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Two

Memoirs of a Spiritual Catalyst

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I regularly went through periods of swearing off exploring energetic realms in hopes of accomplishing the coveted goal of being like other kids. But no matter how hard I tried to shut off my awareness of energy or my clairvoyance, I could not. It got to the point where I hated myself for it.

Do you have any idea what it is like to see so deeply into others that you see where they hurt, and beyond that to why, (no matter how long ago it occurred — especially when they have hidden it from themselves)?  Since we live in a culture that doesn’t really support deep dives into ourselves, having a 5th grader see beyond your happy façade made most folks pretty uncomfortable.

Not addressing the things I saw was difficult.  Having that kind of awareness made me a very odd child and teenager indeed!

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Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Two

Memoirs of a Spiritual Catalyst I regularly went through periods of swearing off exploring energetic realms in hopes of accomplishing the coveted goal of being like other kids. But…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part One

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst

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Forever I have run to these shores …
Forever I have run from these shores …

Lia Russ

That is the beginning of a poem I wrote a long time ago. I wrote that when I was 18 and it is about my relationship to energy, and spiritual dimensions.

I had vacillated between the mundane and magical worlds so often that by 18, I was already seeing the pattern.  It was frustrating, working with something that others could not see, did not have daily encounters with, that they denied, but which I had difficulty shutting out.  All that was made harder by the fact that I was virtually alone.  I had no siblings, and my father, a Yugoslavian Gypsy, had died before he could impart any understanding of his culture (which should have been “ours”) to me. 

By this time, I was struggling with finding self-acceptance, a task that was made much harder by my constant moving and my undiagnosed dyslexia.  We all know how hard it is on kids to have to uproot and change schools, and I had to do that almost yearly. I wanted 3 things beyond anything: to have a dad, to have hope for my future, and to be like other kids. Ok, there was a 4th, to have a horse!

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Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Two

Memoirs of a Spiritual Catalyst I regularly went through periods of swearing off exploring energetic realms in hopes of accomplishing the coveted goal of being like other kids. But no matter how hard I tried to shut off my awareness of energy or my clairvoyance, I could not. It got to the point where I…

Sunday Series : These Shores, Part Three

Memoirs Of A Spiritual Catalyst I had to learn everything myself, by trial and error.  And aside from being very lonely, exploring the world we cannot see without any community guidance, can be scary if not dangerous, (however please note that I did survive!). Although I did not understand it at the time, everything that…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Four

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst I had studied about shamans in college, but I did not associate myself as one until fairly recently.  It wasn’t until I was in my 40’s that I heard someone say that shamanism was a path to direct revelation.  There have been shamans in every culture since the earliest of…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Five

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst If you see visions, it can be very hard to tell the difference between several important factors.  Is what I’m seeing for me? (Or for someone else?) Is what I’m seeing a warning of things to come? (Or is it something from the past?)  These are very important questions to…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Six

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst At 18, and continuing for more than a decade, I was hungry for information Despite vacillating between the shore of believing in the unseen world, and running from it with all my might. I wanted someone to tell me “Yes these things are real”!  I wanted guidance in using these…

Sunday Series: These Shores, Part Seven

Memoirs of A Spiritual Catalyst It was almost too much for me, this solitary journey without any guidance from people around me, but the very connections that my sensitivity to reality allowed me to find in nature, were the things that kept me “fed” and able to survive – despite my extreme pain and isolation.…

Copyright 2021 Lia Russ