Energy Healing · Health · Journal

It’s a gorgeous spring day

And I’m sitting in bed. Yesterday I was running an errand, and out of the blue my hips and legs decided they were done with the endeavor. I barely made it to the car, and getting in and out of it was extremely difficult. Fibromyalgia is an umbrella term for a cornucopia of symptoms, and I’m not sure if this is part of it, or it’s something completely new and different. Fun. Not.

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I really want to go outside and sit in the sun, especially since the air is ok today. The fires to the north of us are horrible, and I can’t even imagine trying to breathe in the smoke. It’s particularly disturbing because spring in New Mexico basically means ‘windy’, and with everything so dry, the fires have a lot to feed on. I hope they can get them under control, but it’s not looking good.

I haven’t been sending much light since I decided to stop offering to help for free, and this does not make me happy at all. Every time I tweet that it “fills me with joy” to help others, I’m not just saying that; it really does. It’s like the light/energy flowing through me also gives me a boost, too…and I miss it. A lot.

I’m still certain that my retainer plan is one hell of an amazing deal, but I haven’t forgotten that single sessions are important, too. I just want to help; that’s really what it comes down to.

I think I may see if I can make it to the porch and read for a while. Be safe out there, everyone…and please, wear your masks. You may not think it’s important for you, but it is for the vulnerable around you. We depend on each other, so let’s be kind and take care of others by being smart ourselves, ok?

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨

©Pip Miller – May 2022

Journal · Social Media

The Day Twitter Changed

It’s been bought. And not by someone who is going to do it any good, because he doesn’t do anything any good, right? So many are now ambivalent about the site, myself included, lots are leaving, and some refuse to go.

I love Twitter, even though it has a tendency to make me really anxious at times, but overall, it’s my go-to for everything. Up-to-the-minute news, especially about the fires here in NM, it’s where I go to find out “what was that noise??”, what my friends are up to, how the not-over pandemic is going…everything. I can find stuff out quicker there than anywhere else.

But that man. Another just-in-it-for-me white male is taking something over and, from all accounts, is going to twist and turn it into something awful. And, most likely, that will help those we don’t want to have any more control in this country than they already do. It seems like it’s going to turn into another Telegram/F*x (cough) News, and that makes me sad.

But what breaks my heart is that, again, there will be friends lost because there isn’t one site everyone would switch to; there’s many, like Discord, Instagram, Slack, etc…I lost a lot of close friends when I left FB because of Zuck, and to lose more will hurt.

Today is a sad, sad day.

©Pip Miller – April 2022

PS: I’m on Tumblr, and, not happily, Instagram.

Energy Healing · Journal

It’s all about the toonage, dude

What’s on my playlist, Bloganuary asks…


Yep, I may be the only human without a subscription to a music app, and my stereo needs new speaker wires, so nothing there, either.

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I know, right??

And it does strike me as odd, because for the vast majority of my life, music was always, always on. My parents had an album collection that make a record store happy, we had tons of cassettes with music we’d recorded off the stereo; it was every. where. EVERY. I can hear a certain song and be taken back to a time and place (there’s a Bread song that does it every time)…music was the background of my life.

Until maybe a decade ago. Not sure what shifted, but I started to crave silence – could be that my guy is hard of hearing after years of construction work, so everything is at movie-theater level and I live in earplugs – and even when I’m online, I rarely listen to Pandora or YouTube. My ears have been overwhelmed, I guess. I’m going to the have sharpest hearing of all the 90-year olds when I get older, though! 😁

I still listen sometimes in the car, but mostly I’m music-free. I don’t even listen when I’m sending light anymore.

I think that makes me sad. I kind of miss the background of my life.

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨

BTW, if you are on Tumblr, I am, too! It’s a mix of the usual Tumblr stuff and trying to be a bit of an IG/Twitter mix, too. Check me out at!

©Pip Miller – January 2022

Energy Healing · Journal · Social Media


My week off Twitter ended today, and within minutes of catching up my anxiety skyrocketed. I try to mute certain words, follow uplifting people, but the politics and pandemic are still so important that those who focus almost exclusively on them are also in my feed.

I ran to Tumblr to look at pretty pictures.

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Then, while sending light to a very sick dog, I was listening to Leonie Dawson’s podcast on Castbox, which got me thinking about lots of things, energy healing related and otherwise.

First off, I’m choosing Tumblr over Twitter as my primary social media hub. I’ll keep the Twitter account and post occasionally, but I’ve really come to appreciate Tumblr for it’s Twitter/Instagram/blogging combination, and I’m surprised almost daily by who has an active account there, such as NASA and too many more to name. You can either sign up for Tumblr, or bookmark my site, Eavesdown Abbey. After all these years, I went and purchased the domain name!

Second, and this one is great for all of you: I’m offering a package of three 30-minute sessions for $75.00. That’s $15 off a regular purchase of 3 individual sessions, and since, in most cases, more than one session is really helpful, this is my gift to you.

I look forward to seeing you, hopefully!, on Tumblr, and I especially look forward to helping shift your energies (or your pets’) so you feel better!

Much love,

Pip 🌻✨

©Pip Miller – January 2022

Energy Healing · Journal

“I believed I was real.”

That line, from Amanda Palmer’s book, The Art of Asking made me cry.

It’s been a very weeping-at-unexpected-moments kind of month, so these tears weren’t unexpected, so to speak, but as I sat there wondering what it was about that sentence that set me of, it hit me.

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I am not a Reiki Master (I’m 1st degree), I haven’t attended courses or classes or presentations about energy work; I have the one certificate for Reiki, and tons of feedback from sessions, including two from people across the pond who told me that we’d “talked” during their session. Considering I was sitting in my living room or on my front porch, hands on my teddy bear, and no phone in sight, I was pretty floored about that feedback. The “conversation” took place on an energetic level, and I’m assuming I was the conduit for it just as I am for the energy/light that I send.

So why did that sentence bring me to tears?

Ever since I made the move to promoting myself online, I’ve had MAJOR imposter syndrome, or as Amanda calls it, the “Fraud Police” show up and tell me how I’m not good enough in any way to do what I do; that everyone else who does energy work IS good enough – just not me. It’s something I’ve been struggling with for the entire decade or so that I’ve been marketing myself online, and I vacillate between excitement and knowing I’m helping, and being certain that no clients mean I really suck and no one wants to be the one to tell me. That those online who say that you should only trust healers that do x, y, or z, or have this or that certificate or experience, that do their sessions completely differently than I do, are right. That I’m am not qualified to send light without someone’s full name, a picture of them, precise hand placements, full focus (it honestly works better when I let that Divine energy and your soul do the work they need to do and I step out of the way), crystals nearby, etc.

That I am an imposter.

I’ve let that thought dictate whether or not I charge for sessions, do donations only, offer them all for free, drop the prices, raise the prices (rumor has it people value things that are more expensive, but what about those in need who can’t afford exorbitant prices?)…it’s been a roller-coaster of doubt and enthusiasm. Lately the doubt has been in charge as the Fraud Police have become more and more vocal the more I’m online, seeing those posts from ‘those in the know’.

So I’ve ended up doing lots of sessions for friends and not writing blog posts or tweeting much about what I do anymore. I did write a long thread on Twitter and I don’t think it got any views. Imposter Syndrome kicked in SO badly that I nearly deleted my entire online presence (again) and just said, “Fuck it” and walked away (I walked away from the computer for a few days instead…I’ve learned).

Amanda’s book, while definitely not aimed at what I do, gave me a lot to think about, and inspired this first post in a while. I’m not really sure the point of it, to be honest, except that I put the handwritten draft away for a week and it kept tickling at my brain, asking to be written.

So here it is.

Much love,

Pip 🌻✨

©Pip Miller – November 2021

Books · Journal · Social Media

Digital Pause


Bloglovin’. Oy. Is it me, or can changing things on that site get…complicated…? I wanted the correct url to this blog on my profile, and it just wouldn’t switch from the old to the new. I could claim both urls, but not make it so it would connect to the correct one. I don’t know, it could have just been me not understanding the site, who knows. I ended up getting really annoyed, deactivating the annoying account and starting another.

Speaking of blogging, I fell down the rabbit hole of books and blogs and podcasts about social media and our addictions to it. There are so many out there, and it’s becoming clear that so many big names and businesses are dropping the not-really-lucrative, algorithms-screwing-up-your-views social media sites in favor of email lists and blogs that they own. None of us need the mind-suck of constant social media, and people are finding that their anxiety lessens, their memory gets stronger, creativity soars…all kinds of benefits.

I took all the apps except Castbox and Audible off my phone, and even in just one day I noticed how often I reached for the phone to check Twitter (my go-to). And how much of my thoughts are geared toward tweeting; it really freaked me out. Instagram I can take or leave, but Twitter, that’s my addiction. I removed the links to my social media accounts from this website, fixed the Bloglovin’ one, and I’ll be dropping IG and letting my public major-time-consuming Twitter account go. I mostly retweet things concerning Covid and my continuing inability to understand those who act as if it’s the common cold, so it really doesn’t serve me in any way, and more than anything it sends my blood pressure and anxiety through the roof and annoys my other half because I’m constantly telling him all the stuff I’m reading and sending his blood pressure through the roof, too. I can get all the news in better ways, such as, and I want to read more blogs (and write more posts like the random one from the other day), too.

It’s really quite scary how the internet has taken over our lives, and I’m almost finished with a book called Alone Together by Sherry Turkle, which was written 10 years ago and concerns studies the author, a social scientist and clinical psychologist, conducted about how lives have changed, especially for the then-teenagers, and how they’ve come to see the online world almost as more real that their actual lives. It’s a fascinating read, and next up is her book Reclaiming Conversation.

Another book I really liked is The Revenge of Analog by David Sax, which isn’t about going Luddite, as one would think, but more about how people are rediscovering the joys of analog – and you get to learn about how film and albums are made, too!

Anyway, it’s late, or really, really early, and I need to put all these thoughts to bed. I’ll be seeing you around here more, I hope!

Much love,

Pip 🌻

©Pip Miller – August 2021

Energy Healing · Journal

Animals and Energy Healing

Hey everyone!

Every time I sit down to write, my mind becomes filled with everything that’s going on, and I lose motivation to post. We’re all having such a difficult time, aren’t we?

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I haven’t been sending a lot of light to humans of late, but I have been sending to animals quite often. I love helping them! I always notice the difference in the strength of the energy when it’s an animal on the receiving end; they have no idea it’s going to happen, so there isn’t any prejudgment, nor are there any expectations. As such, I think they are more open to the healing than most humans are, even those who understand what it is, its limitations, and what can and can’t be accomplished with it. I think it’s because subconsciously in humans there is always something going on that can affect the results.

I charge the same for animals, and usually do a 30-minute session. Hit me up if your fur baby isn’t feeling up to par! It’s also great, as with humans, for stressed and anxious critters, too.

So, how have you all been doing? I’m certain I’m suffering from low-grade depression, with some days being more full-on depression than low-grade, and there are days I just want to find a cave somewhere and hide from the world. I try to be positive, but damn, it’s not always easy, is it?

What have you been doing to keep yourself going? OH! I have a pumpkin plant that my neighbor gave me, and it has, last count, 7 pumpkins growing! The vines are growing like mad, especially one, and it’s so much fun to see how big they grow daily. I thought I had a picture handy but I don’t; I’ll take one and post it next time!

I hope you’re all doing ok and staying safe!

Much love,

Pip 🙂

©Pip Miller – August 2020

Energy Healing · Journal

How Are You Holding Up?

I’ll be honest: I had grand plans of cleaning the house top-to-bottom, decluttering like mad, doing stuff in the yard…and I haven’t done a thing. I have simply been exhausted, so very, very exhausted mentally and physically, that I pretty much either read or check Twitter for what’s going on. I’ve run exactly two errands since March 18th, and so am doing my best to stay safe in the midst of others who aren’t as safety conscious. It’s frustrating and scary. Dayna, of The People’s Oracle, posted this on Twitter:

This morning I’m think about men. Women’s friendships tend to be intimate, flexible, and resilient, making this moment generally easier for us to stay connected.

But what about men, whose friendships tend to be centered around activities.

Men, how are y’all holding up?”

Excellent point because the men (not all men, just the ones I know) are acting as if everything is normal, visiting friends and family, high fives, no 6′, no masks….

6′ people, SIX feet! GO HOME!

I’m still trying to make an income, and waiting to see if unemployment is ok’d. All I really want to do is just sit in the sun and send light to animals.

I’ve read through all the light romances that I have (I love Jenny Colgan!), and am now diving into my fantasy collection. Charles deLint FTW.

I’m being lazy, I fully admit it. I feel lost, scared, and almost incapable of doing more than shower, feed the critters, and sometimes eat. Someone going by Pastor Bae (@lyvonnep) tweeted today,

“this is not “business as usual.”

you are not a business.

you are not your busyness.

you are human.

we are human beings.

let us get back to being.

being is enough.”

That’s about all I can do right now. You? How are you handling staying at home?

Stay safe!


©Pip Miller – April 2020

PS: My mom posted this comment on my post, Social Isolation and Energy Healing:

“I’m the mom. Please donate. It works, what she does. Don’t know why, and as she said, I am the original skeptic and it worked for me each time. Kid has to eat, so please be generous.”

That made me laugh. 🙂

Energy Healing · Journal · Social Media

What Do You Do When The World Is Overwhelming

This morning I was reading through a notebook I have, filled with scribbles and quotes and manifestos, all relating to my energy healing work. Some ideas popped into my head, but I got a bit overwhelmed and decided to check Twitter.

I have two accounts, one public, and every single time I read that one, my head wants to explode with regards to what is going on in this country and how excellently someone’s diversionary tactics are working. People miss the true stories in the flurry.

Every day there are more and more horrors being perpetrated without repercussions, climate change is beyond ignoring, and every single one of us, even those who try to ignore it all, are affected.

All this stress and anxiety is wearing on us, bit by bit, and sometimes it feels as if there’s no way to deal with it.

I can help. No, I can’t fix the current administration, nor can I cure your chronic anxiety or depression, but I can give you a bit of relief for a while.

You don’t have to drive anywhere (though I would recommend not driving during your session), wear anything special, stop what you’re doing (you can, obviously, if you like)…heck, you don’t even have to believe in energetic shifting! No matter what you do or believe, it always help you in some way; sometimes in big, obvious ways, and sometimes in light, subtle ways (check out my Testimonials page to see how it has affected people).

30-minute sessions are $30. We can go longer if you’d like, or if you really want a deep shift, there’s my favorite session, Dare the Possibilities (this one tends to put people to sleep for the deep healing boost).

All you need to do is make your payment here (put your email address in the notes just in case, please!), and I’ll contact you within 24 hours and we’ll set up a time! Easy-peasy. 🙂

I can’t wait to help you feel better!

©Pip Miller – September 2019

Energy Healing · Health · Journal

At A Loss For Words

Which is why I haven’t posted in so long. There’s too much to say, too much horror going on in the world and this country, too much…everything. What do you say to all that?

So I sit and retweet things on Twitter because others are saying it all and there’s nothing I can add to it. I cry and my heart breaks more and more each day. And don’t say “we aren’t this”. Obviously a vast amount of us ARE. And admit it, we always have been. We just sugarcoat things in history books and the news and to ourselves. Humans have an innate fear of things we don’t understand, and that turns to violence and rage and wars and murder and the list goes on and on.

We suck.

Not totally, but in many ways. Think about those little comments you say in your head when you see someone different, you know, the ones you would never say out loud because they aren’t nice things to say. It’s almost an unconscious act to have those thoughts. The problem is when people act upon them. Then the shit hits the damned fan and we end up with concentration camps (again…don’t forget that we’ve had them before; no ovens doesn’t mean they weren’t) and the government we have because they freaked out over a black president (what nerve he had!, they think)…

So…maybe not so much at a loss for words.

And this wasn’t even meant to be the focus of this post! I’m having a fibro flare like never before, and I am lost in the pain. Swimming in it. Someone get me the hell out of this pool, please. I’m reading fibro blogs, and something not in the slightest bit important jumped out at me: I like to read blogs, if they aren’t decades old, from the beginning if they interest me. Please, PLEASE put a calender widget in your sidebar! I read a post, hit ‘back’, and then have to scroll through the entire blog to get back to where I was. Over and over. ETA: discovered that if I read them via WordPress Reader, I can scroll through all the posts. Win!

I’m just sayin…


Want this shirt.

I’m too tired to eat properly, which isn’t helping at all, and I’m not sleeping enough, again, not helping, and I sit and read Twitter and blogs. I haven’t had a healing light client in months, which hurts my soul (honestly. I’m great at my day job, but it doesn’t feed my purpose in life), and this week, due to this flare, I won’t have a paycheck next week. Fun times.

OH, and I keep coming across people noticing that things they are doing online (and of course on their phones) are showing up as ads on FB and IG. Even from text messages. I re-upped IG recently because “everyone is on it and it’s the biggest marketing tool out there”…but those niggling feelings, coupled with our government now, has me planning to drop it again. Not that Twitter isn’t checking out our shit, too, I know. Stonekettle says that CounterSocial is a bullshit/Nazi/troll-free site, similar to Twitter, but you know how it goes…getting people to shift to something new is harder than getting that fake dude out of that office he didn’t actually win.

I think I’m out of words now. 😉

©Pip Miller – July 2019