cherry tree - by the fruit shall ye know the tree

Psychic Block Busting and the Possibility of Permanent Peace

cherry tree - by the fruit shall ye know the tree

You will know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes from thornbushes or figs from thistles? Even so, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit.
~ Matthew 17:16-17

The Bible is full of pithy wisdom. I’m not using the quote because I’m hoping that you will convert to Christianity; I’m using it because it is the first quote that sprang to mind when I was examining myself and the leap of faith I have taken over the past week or so.

You see, I had to take a leap of faith – it was that or fall into the pit of despair which I’d pretty much made from my own resentment, anger, pain, sorrow, bitterness and hurt. The fruit that was growing on my tree tasted bitter in my mouth. I was starting to feel ashamed to offer it up. It wasn’t ripe and it wouldn’t ripen… and now I know why…

You see, a tree can only be a good tree when it has healthy roots and is able to draw on sustenance and nutrients from deep within the earth. When a cheery tree tries to be a pear tree, it sends mixed signals to its roots and the nutrients don’t get to the leaves and blossoms.

For a very long time, I was a cherry tree who tried to be a pear tree. I was sensitive, psychic, claircognizant and highly intuitive… but I had been told and shown in various ways that it wasn’t OK to be me. I bought the lie. And because I wasn’t OK with being me, I started passing this feeling of not being OK on to others in the form of judgment.

Judgment is a toxic substance that falls from the heart of the tree onto the ground and instantly soaked up by the tree’s roots. It gradually poisons the tree. The ones who have judgment passed on them may not suffer at all but the one who passes it always suffer because it affirms the illusion of separation.

Trees aren’t isolated. They communicate with each other through their roots. But a tree that starts to pass judgment has its root cut off from the tree community. Only people are stupid enough to think they can stay connected through judgment and malicious gossip about others. Trees know better!

We can learn a lot from trees and that is probably why Jesus Christ used parables about trees in so many of his teachings.

I don’t know when it started exactly but I think it was around the week leading up to the last New Moon… I couldn’t stop crying and for a while I couldn’t figure out why. Then I realised why: my soul was calling me home. I was ready to be a cherry tree and though I had forgotten how, I was prepared to trust my inner guidance every step of the way.

One of the first steps was acting on the inner guidance to put together a chakra tarot challenge for the 3 of Cups Tarot Community. I hadn’t done proper chakra work/clearing for ages and know I was due a proper spring clean. Around the same time, I found an online course on Udemy about tapping on blocks to psychic guidance. I signed up as much for the EFT refresher (I’ve done level one locally) as for the ‘psychic’ part – which, frankly, I was skeptical about.

As I started working my way through one block after another and clearing them successfully (EFT is good like that!) I came across an offer to sign up for the Angel Intuitive course at a special offer price. This is a course I’ve been wanting to do for about a decade now. Back then it was known as Angel Therapy but for some reason I mustn’t have been ready for it then because the opportunity never came. However, even though it was now online, it was still above what I felt I could afford but Hay House had thrown in the Certified Angel Card Reader Course as a bonus so it would have been an awesome deal had I not already taken that class.

However as soon as I started grumbling inwardly about this, a voice said ‘Watch and wait – there will be another offer for this course on its own…’ Sure enough, a few days later, as I randomly scrolled down my FB feed, someone in one of the spiritual communities I belong to alerted me to the fact that the Angel Intuitive course was now available as a stand-alone. I got her to send me the link and excitedly signed up for the course. By now, I was 100% ready to own my psychic gifts and connect with the angelic realm once more (See, tapping really does work!).

About a day in, I get up early to listen to a couple of the lessons before the rest of the house wakes up when my sister video phones me from Sweden out of the blue on FB messenger. ‘Did I just ring you?,’ she said with a sheepish smile on her face. ‘Yep, you sure did!’

I tell her about the Angel Intuitive course and she says, ‘I can’t believe you’re doing it – I so very nearly signed up and now I wish I had,’ after I tell her how much I enjoy it and what incredible breakthroughs I’ve had in my ability to tune in and receive information from the Angels. ‘Right,’ she says, ‘I’m going to email Hay House and sign up!’

Before we hang up, I say to her ‘You do realise it was the angels who arranged this phone call?’ We giggled and hung up.

My baby sister is, like me, naturally intuitive/psychic has always been close to the angels. She was the one who introduced me to Lorna Byrne’s ‘Angels in My Hair’ as well as the work of Swedish Angel Psychic Birkan Tore… and I, in turn, introduced her to the work of Doreen Virtue. Now that we are bonding over actively working with angels, I feel as if a massive healing is taking place for me in terms of being OK with being me.

It is hard to explain but I think part of it was me being so honest with my sister about how my intellect kept me safe but also, at the same time, acted as a psychic straight jacket. I had been on edge and feeling defensive for so long that I was finally ready to let go. Leading up to that last New Moon, I just wanted to surrender everything. All I wanted was peace and to feel OK with just being.

So we’re back to the cherry tree. That’s me. Those red, sweet, juicy cherries are my fruits when my roots get enough nutrients in the form of non-judgment and self-care.

How can I sound so sure of myself? Because those cherries are the fruits of the spirit. Where my ego failed so miserably, getting out of my way by tapping the blocks away and allowing the angels to step in to clear up the mess worked a treat.

I will share one of the wonderful practice readings I did during the course (with permission by my ‘guinea pig’) to show you how I’m pushing further and further out of my pear tree comfort zone to emerge as the cherry tree I am.

For this reading, we were meant to tune in and scan the aura of the seeker remotely to see who was around them. I had warned my client that I wouldn’t be connecting with departed loved ones because I wasn’t entirely comfortable doing so – The focus would be on angels, spirit guides and spirit animals. She was fine with that. However… THIS is what happened:

As I tune in, I see Mother Mary holding her arms around the client, hands crossed over her chest. Mother Mary opens her hands and a red rose springs forth.

Next, I see archangel Azrael on her right. I am told that this is not just to bring in a departed loved one (OK, I guess we’re doing this after all I’m thinking) but also because my client benefits in other ways from his presence.

Next, I see my client’s father bend down and talk to Azrael. I only see his profile, a tall lanky fellow with messy hair and a slightly hunched posture. I feel this enormous wave of love that has me in tears and then I hear the simple messages of love and how proud he is of is daughter. I pass those messages along and also that I have been shown a blue butterfly which I take as a sign from my client’s father to his daughter that he is with her.

I saw more things but the only thing I was nervous about passing on is the mediumship message because I’ve only done it a couple of times before and then always based on dream communication. In one of those instances I was met with silence and it knocked my confidence and faith in these sort of things.

So I kind of pussy-footed around the whole thing and asked her if she wanted to hear the message. Then I asked her to let me describe her father. Only after she told me how spot on my description of his looks were did I feel comfortable proceeding with the messages. I also apologised for cutting the visit short because I was in overwhelm and I said to her I hoped I hadn’t offended her father.

I was lucky enough to get really good feedback in terms of the hits I had in this reading and it really humbled me. Especially since one of my colleagues at the hospital where I used to work had told me that she saw me working as a medium in the future, only three months before she herself passed away unexpectedly of a stroke.

It’s a big step to put myself out there as ‘psychic’ and to stop hiding behind the cards. It’s a big step to realise that many of my blocks stemmed from self-judgment which had lead to judgment of others. It’s a big step to allow myself to let go of that heavy burden and finally forgive myself… Often, long after we have forgiven everyone else, there is one more person to forgive… It takes guts to forgive ourselves because when we do, we totally run out of excuses for being true to ourselves.

The truth is, of course, I’m not special. We are all psychic. You too. Yes, you!

If you aren’t able to own this for yourself it could be for any of the fear-based reasons below:

  • You were brought up in a religious environment and taught that trusting psychic guidance was of the devil
  • You were shamed for being different as a child
  • You were told you were too sensitive
  • You had an experience that spooked you
  • You could be suffering from past life blocks
  • Your ego keeps telling you you’re just imagining things
  • You suffered abuse, abandonment or other trauma not directly related to your psychic experiences but severe enough to make you shut down in lots of ways

Out of the examples listed above, I found that most applied to me to quite a high degree as I was tapping my way through them. Now I’m honouring myself for the work I’ve done but in no way deluding myself to think that I’m special or have gifts bestowed on only some people.

All good trees bear good fruit… Good fruit is the fruit of the Spirit and all psychic and healing gifts are of God.

I want to end this rather lengthy post with addressing the ‘Doreen Wars’ that rage now all over social media since her recent baptism and conversion to a more traditional form of Christianity – Please, for the love of God and all his angels, don’t waste your energy bashing someone whose faith or path in life differs from yours, or who has recently changed their path because of some kind of epiphany that doesn’t make sense to you.

We all have to act on our own inner guidance and we don’t need to worry about the fruit that others share. We only need to concern ourselves with our own fruit being of good quality… Or another way of putting it:

Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?

If it’s one thing I’ve learned through all my journeys on various Paths, it is this: It is only the journey that leads within that has the power to set us free from judgment… and when we ourselves are free, we have no need to project judgment on others. Permanent peace is a choice that I will make daily for myself from now on.

Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you.

If you, like me, are tired of judgment. You can let go now. It’s simple. Forgive yourself and move on. Then no circus is your circus and no monkeys are your monkeys, and you will have so much more time for what you actually came her to do.

Love and Blessings,

Lisa Frideborg

PS. The choice of a cherry tree is kind of random and kind of not… I picked cherry tree because once, when I was in my early 30’s, I briefly attended a psychic development circle. I was meant to tune and see what I could pick up on for the lady I sat next to and I kept seeing these bright red cherries and I felt really sheepish passing it on because it didn’t make any sense to me at all. The lady looked gobsmacked when I told her and said that right before the meeting she had bought a jar of cherry preserve for a friend.