Clearing Energy Blocks: 3 Part Series

I am so excited tell you about the new video series I just uploaded to my YouTube Channel. I have been working on the content for these videos for a while. Then I had an excellent question from a viewer that pushed me to take the leap and get these videos out there! It’s a three-part video series that will help you identify and release energetic or spiritual blocks.   Join me to learn more about the physical signs of blocks (video 1), questions to help you determine the cause of blocks (video 2) and some light tapping (EFT) in video 3! Here are the links:

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I would love to hear how the tapping went for you (video #3) and any further questions or comments.  I hope you have an AMAZING weekend!

How Spiritual Hygiene affects your Physical Reality

“Spiritual Hygiene” is the practice of monitoring the balance between your mental health, physical health, and spiritual health by incorporating beneficial habits into your daily routine to help maintain this balance. 

When we take the time to check in with our Spiritual Hygiene and notice something is off-balance, we are already beginning the re-balancing process by acknowledging the imbalance.

The next step is to identify the cause of the imbalance so you can take the steps necessary to correct the situation. 

An imbalance in our physical body originates from an imbalance in our mental health or spiritual health that has manifested itself into a physical symptom. By not addressing the challenges to your spiritual or mental health, the symptoms can fester and grow into a physical reality.

One of my students recently asked me, 

“When is a headache just a headache, and when is a broken rib, just an accident?”

My answer was, and is, “Never.”

Webster defines an accident as “a: an unforeseen and unplanned event or circumstance. black of intention or necessity.”

Yet, deciding to take action or not take action still has the intention behind the decision.

If the definition of an accident is an unpredicted outcome by one or more parties involved, not that it was a random result of chaos, you could argue, there are no accidents, only outcomes that were unforeseeable by one or both of the parties involved.

Most people define an accident as the result of something being out of their control or some coincidence related to chaos.

But really, an accident is an outcome of a particular series of events not predicted by the parties involved, regardless of their intentions.

I believe in synchronicity, a term coined by the famous Swiss psychiatrist, Carl Jung, which states:

           “…events are “meaningful coincidences” if they occur with no causal relationship yet seem to be meaningfully related.” -quote taken from Wikipedia

I also think there can be accidents. But at the same time, not because there was no intention, but because it was a series of events that led to an accident caused by free-will decisions.

A series of free-will decisions that lead to an unanticipated outcome does not remove the impact of other energetic influences that caused a person to make that free-will decision. 

To put it simply:

Everything happens for a reason.

I know the above statement can feel or sound ambiguous, and often people disregard it for that reason, but we have intention behind everything we do. We just don’t always understand the true intention. 

The last time you caught a minor cold that forced you to cancel some plans, was there anything you were not looking forward to about the plans? Or did something happen later that possibly kept you safe because you could not follow through with the plans? 

To understand the true intention behind an act of free-will that resulted in an unpredicted effect, ask yourself if there is an advantage to the outcome.

Medical science studies what leads to physical disorders and has also become very involved in studying the way stress, or mental pressure can affect your physical health. 

However, even when we are in good physical and mental health, if we do not feel genuinely aligned in our spiritual health, we can still find ourselves in an unbalanced state. Especially if we are ignoring what our heart wants because our mind is telling us we should be doing otherwise. (In my next blog, maybe we’ll discuss the word “should”)

Hearing your heart over your mind can be tricky. However, implementing practices to maintain good Spiritual Hygiene can give a louder voice to your heart so you can decipher the root causes of any imbalance more easily. Monitoring your Spiritual Hygiene will help you build intention towards the desired outcome instead of the “unforeseen” outcome.

Not every unintended outcome or accident is preventable by the injured party, but monitoring your spiritual hygiene can help you by:

1)   Preventing Injury. Possibly preventing an unexpected outcome by being aware you are more prone to that undesirable outcome and taking care to avoid specific free-will actions that could lead to that outcome. (i.e., Knowing you tend to feel sleepy driving late at night, so choosing to stay off the roads at night.)

2)   Minimizing Impact. If the undesired outcome occurs anyway, good spiritual hygiene can lessen the severity or impact of the outcome. (i.e., Not allowing resentment or anger towards yourself or others involved in the undesired outcome to build and cause more pain.)

3)   Promote Healing and Recovery. Even when an undesirable outcome has occurred, good Spiritual Hygiene can promote and help to heal. (i.e., Pain management through meditation versus self-medicating with harmful substances.)

Examples of practicing good Spiritual Hygiene involve multiple forms of self-care, checking in with yourself through journaling, meditation, exercise, and eating fresh, organic foods.

For more information on one of these practices, check out a blog post a friend and colleague, Bonny Osterhage, wrote about how I use a technique I created called Whole Life Journaling to maintain good Spiritual Hygiene. You can read Bonny’s blog here.

Also, check out my YouTube channel for more videos on how I monitor my Spiritual Hygiene, as well as how to cultivate your intuition and other helpful spiritual practices. 

Cultivate and track your intuition with Whole Life Journaling.

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Cultivate your Intuition with Devon Duerr.

What is Whole Life journaling?

Whole Life journaling is an efficient and effective way to cultivate your intuition.

Whole Life journaling combines your day-to-day life with your body, mind, and spirit. It uses this combination to identify and grow your abilities to intuit, heal, and manifest your true heart’s desires.

As you do this, you identify, grow, and track your abilities while creating your very own record in what I call your “Book of Evidence.”

There is a multitude of benefits to Whole Life Journaling:

  • It designs and encourages a balance between your body, mind, and spirit by tracking your routines, providing clarity through writing, and cultivating your intuition.
  • It keeps your days, weeks, months, and even future organized.
  • It creates one place to keep track of your dreams, intentions, habits, moods, lists, etc. Never go hunting for that little post-it note where you wrote that great idea last week again!
  • It holds space for you to motivate yourself and manifest your pure heart’s desires.
  • Keeping everything in one place invites Divine energy to help you achieve your true heart’s wishes automatically.
  • Including your intuitive abilities in your journal streamlines the information you need to accomplish your desires.
  • The best part! When it’s time to review how far you have come, you now have a book full of evidence proving you have and are using your natural-born intuitive abilities!

A Whole Life journal combines and organizes To-Do lists, Calendars, and your intuition into one journal, thus eliminating the need to maintain multiple journals, lists, and reminders.

Keeping track of your progress through Whole Life journaling is practical and fun!

Whole Life Journaling is not just for venting, creative writing, or making lists. It’s for creating a record of how far you’ve come and what did and did not work.

Most importantly, it’s for identifying your natural-born intuitive abilities and using these abilities to combine them with your daily life.

Incorporating your intuitive skills into your everyday life actively drives energy towards helping you create and lead a life you love.

Get started today by watching my free video “Jumpstart your Whole Life Journal”.

To learn more about cultivating your intuition by working with me, click here.

An Admonishing Horse

Honey and me, Circa 1995.

The semester before I graduated college I completed an internship with a big accounting firm. We were given two weeks of spring vacation before reporting back to school. I spent the break soaking up every free moment with my horse Honey at my family’s farm.

One morning I went out to the stables to get Honey ready to haul to a friend’s place for a ride. Nobody was there but the horses and me. I pulled up to the barn and saw Honey had been turned out into the round pen. She was laying down and looking at her stomach with discomfort. I’d seen this many times before with other horses. It looked like colic, a dangerous and often deadly condition for horses.

Panicking, I ran to the pen and tried to get her to stand up. She wasn’t thrashing around but looked like she might at any moment. When a horse shows signs of colic, the last thing you want them to do is to start rolling around. It can cause irreversible internal issues. I grabbed her halter and placed it on her head. She looked too uncomfortable to stand up, so I just crouched next to her and rubbed her ears in her favorite place. I could see in her eyes she felt miserable. As I started to walk away to call the veterinarian, I saw her begin to move into a roll. I have been around horses since before I was two years old, so I knew never to do what I did next…try to get between a horse and the ground.

In this instance, however, all logic flew out the window as panic took over. Honey’s back was to me, and she didn’t know I was coming up behind her. The weight of her body knocked me back on to the ground as she began to roll, and time appeared to be in slow motion as I saw all four of her hooves in the air just above my head as she threw her full weight into rolling entirely over. I thought I was a goner. Her entire body was about to land on me. The wind had been knocked out of me so I couldn’t yell to tell her I was there, nor was there any time. Just before she completely rolled over, she caught sight of me in the corner of her eye. I could see the whites of her eyes as she froze for a moment. I heard her grunt with surprise as mid-roll, with all four legs flailing in the air, she managed to reverse her motion and rolled away from me just before landing entirely on top of me. Honey’s next actions were astonishing.

I remained kneeling on the ground, trying to catch my breath. Honey, realizing she was about to roll on top of me, stood up and headed straight for me. I was still out of breath kneeling on the ground.  Using the entire length of her nose and forehead, she lowered her head and drove it into the center of my chest lifting me into a standing position. I felt Honey’s concern and frustration consume me. She then gave me another good push and shook her head vigorously as I heard a loud, almost shouting voice exclaim “Are you okay?!” Immediately followed by “What were you thinking?!”

She snorted and stood glaring straight at me breathing heavily. I was speechless, still breathless, and unable to fathom what I had just heard and felt.

I was still the only person at the barn. Did I hear my horse yell at me? I knew I did, but there was no time to question it. Something was wrong with Honey. I told her I would be right back and raced to call the vet. While on the phone with the doctor the sheer enormity of what almost happened and what did happen washed over me. Through tears, I tried to explain how urgently the vet needed to see her. He agreed to come out immediately.

I hung up the phone and went straight back to the pen. Honey was still glaring at me. I hugged her, and said “I’m so sorry! That was so stupid of me! Thank you for protecting me.” She nickered and hung her head low as I rubbed her ears.

I walked her around the pen until the vet arrived. He looked at us in confusion and said “Geeze, Devon, I thought Honey was on her last breath by the way you sounded on the phone. She doesn’t look too bad.” Little did he know I had almost witnessed my last breath moments earlier.

Sadly, this was the very beginning of a tough two weeks that led to Honey’s passing. But I am so grateful we had such clear communication that day and the weeks that followed. The day my horse admonished me will forever remain a turning point in my awareness of animal communication.

From Accounting to Animal Communication

Often people ask what led me into the field of Animal communication. I used my accounting degree for sixteen years in business consulting, investment research and entrepreneurial ventures. So what caused my transformation from such a left-brained line of work to this mostly right-brained type of business I call Build Intention?

In 2015, five years after my grandmother passed, I noticed I was beginning to feel a void. Something was missing. I was not facing any significant challenges at the moment, nothing I could verify as the cause for this feeling. I became very critical of myself and started scrutinizing my every thought, action, and experience.

One lazy summer afternoon, I laid down on a recliner outside to take a nap. As I attempted to fall asleep, the void I was feeling spread, invading my chest even further. I felt nothing. Not happy, not sad, not grateful, not angry, just blank. I knew this was not a healthy experience for anybody, ever. But I could not begin to imagine why I was feeling this way. I knew I was incredibly blessed with my family, home, and work life. “So, what was wrong with me?” I thought to myself.

I stared up into the trees, feeling completely at a loss for words on how to even describe how I was feeling.  So, I just said “God, can you please help me?”. My eyelids became very heavy, and I quickly fell asleep. I awoke to feel rejuvenated and decided not to ponder this “dilemma” any further for the day. After all, it was time to spend time with my family by the pool and enjoy one of the last weekends of summer.

During the next couple of weeks, I began to feel a transformation. I started trying new activities and meeting new friends. I joined the local gym and began attending Yoga and fitness classes with a new level of enthusiasm. I also began taking the time to create. I have always enjoyed editing home videos and turning them into fun short films to watch for entertainment. I even started a private YouTube channel to share the videos with close friends and family. It was a fun, creative outlet. I felt I was moving slowly, but steadily away from the vacant space in my chest.

A few months later, it was the dead of winter. January can feel so bleak sometimes when you haven’t seen the sun for several days in a row. I felt the void try to creep back in a little bit, but this time I was prepared to battle the feeling.

I began setting new goals for myself, my family and my work. I started journaling and reading new subjects. I have always loved gardening, so I dove headfirst into preparing for my Spring garden. Finally, winter gave way to spring, and I spent every free moment out in my garden.

One Saturday afternoon I came inside for a quick nap before heading back outside for more yard work. I easily fell asleep. A few moments later I realized I was in a dream. I was still in my bedroom, lying on my stomach with my head buried in my pillow, precisely the way I had fallen asleep, but I knew I was dreaming. I was awake in my dream. Then I became aware that somebody was gently hugging me around my shoulders. I rolled over to see who was there. Standing next to my bed was my Grandma. She didn’t speak. She just stared at me and smiled an intentional, knowing smile. She looked me in the eyes, and I knew she was there to deliver a message. A message just appeared in my mind.

“Get to work.”

Grandma nodded silently, acknowledging she knew I received her message and then I woke up.

I had received messages in my dreams before. So, I didn’t hesitate to listen. However, it took until the next afternoon to realize the subject to which Grandma was referring.

From the moment I awoke from my nap that afternoon, I was consumed with decoding Grandma’s message. I thought about it the rest of the day, evening and woke up thinking about it the next morning.

Around lunchtime that Sunday, I headed out to work in my garden again and the memory of Grandma’s and my many discussions about animals resurfaced in my mind.

I knew if I kept thinking about it, I would probably find more clues.

I thought of how Grandma started telling me over and over from a very young age that I had “A way with Animals.” I remember I would always shrug and think “Doesn’t everybody?”.

She would listen to me tell story after story about my cats, my horses, my dogs and any other animal I came across, with details about how they felt, responded and even requested things from me. She followed my horse showing career with great interest and often shared her own stories about her animals and animal interactions.

We would spend hours talking about what spiritual creatures animals are and how important they are in our lives. She is the one who first pointed out to me what the word “dog” is spelled backwards. We discussed how we believe animals are superior to humans in many ways, especially in their spiritual connection. We also discussed the importance of spirituality in our own lives quite often, and how being around animals always made it easy to feel closer to God. Ease many people spend all their lives seeking, yet not finding.

A half hour later I was planting a tomato plant. I was kneeling on the ground, digging into the earth when the thought came to my mind…”What if it has to do with all the deep conversations we shared over the years about Animals?”

On a ninety-two degree, humid afternoon in Texas the BIGGEST chills raked from the crown of my head, to my back, and through my legs to the tips of my toes as though somebody had unexpectedly brushed their fingers down my back. I would not describe them as goosebumps, because they were so sudden and so shocking it was almost uncomfortable. Immediately followed by a comforting tingling all over my body. I felt a mental light switch flip on. Grandma was telling me “Get to work….with animals!”I acknowledged this physical experience as confirmation I was on the right track.

Inspiration sprang in my chest. It felt amazing. My enthusiasm was bursting through my skin.  

Over the next year, I continually thought of working with Animals in the future. At first, I kept thinking, “How will I work with Animals?”I brainstormed ideas, daydreamed, researched careers with animals…

In fifth grade, my teacher asked our class to write a letter to ourselves saying where we wanted to go to college and what we wanted to be when we grew up. I said I wanted to go to Texas A&M University, (and I did) and that I wanted to be a professional horseback rider AND Veterinarian. TWO Animal careers at once! Ha! Over the next several years I had plenty of opportunities to shadow veterinarians in their offices and watch them work.

I remember as if it were yesterday, a very poignant conversation I had with my dad one afternoon when I was about fifteen. We were out at our farm spending time with my horse, Honey, watching her graze on the grass around our feet. (She always loved the green I was explicitly standing on and would nudge me over gently as she moved from patch to patch.) My dad would take every opportunity to discuss my career plans with me, and it was getting close to college application time, and I needed to be thinking about my major.

He asked, “So are you still wanting to be a veterinarian? It’s many years of hard school work and can be difficult to make a decent living in the early years of your career.” Dad is a C.P.A., so always practical about financial security. I wasn’t afraid of the work, or lack of a decent salary, but I admitted to him that I hated the way it felt in veterinary hospitals. I told him, “The animals can be so scared or upset. I can’t stand knowing it’s because of something I’m doing, even if though it’s intended to help. But I want to do something that helps animals. Like maybe open up an animal shelter.” Dad said, “well then you would need to know how to run a business. If you get a business degree, you can open any business you desire.” His point made perfect sense to me, so I applied to business school and graduated with my accounting degree.

Fifteen years after graduation I was still doing accounting work, not working with animals. With two young daughters and many other financial responsibilities, I was not in a place to open a shelter. So how could I help animals right now?

One day, while journaling, the answer came to me. Animals create space for people to connect spiritually. Especially for the people who have turned their back on spirituality due to previous painful experiences. A person who would shun the idea of spiritual connection with God might be able to connect again with animals. This was the point of Grandma’s message. By work, she meant to take on the job of helping people connect with their animals spiritually. I knew I needed to share with people the profound ways I connected with animals. And how I connect with intention. I knew I could do this with animal communication.