I was having a moment the other day when a friend asked me if I had heard the crabs in a barrel story. I’m like no never heard it. She shared the story, which made me feel much better about situations.
Situations, you gotta love ‘em. We all get in the mix of them one time or another. I got home, looked the story up and was in awe of the many versions. I like the crabs in the bucket version best.
The story goes a man was walking the beach and saw another man fishing. As he neared the fisherman, he saw the bait bucket with no lid. A bit closer now he looked inside to find it filled with sea crabs crawling on top of one another. The man wondered again about the lid and asked the fisherman, ‘Why isn’t your bait bucket covered so the crabs won’t escape?’ The fisherman replied: ‘If there is a single crab in the bucket, yes, it could escape. However, since there are so many, if one tries to crawl out, the others grab onto it, making sure it can’t escape so it will meet the same fate as the rest of them.’
Is this true? Who knows? But the idea behind it sometimes rings true when dealing with other people. Do not let people pull you back into their chaos. Don’t buy into it. Do you regardless what others think. Keep crawling out!
Strive to improve yourself, raise your vibration. Be a dreamer, a go-getter. Don’t stop until you reach your goals. When we make efforts to improve ourselves and situations, others who do not may try to drag us down to share their fate, just like the sea crabs.
Instead of getting pulled back down, rise anyway. Rise above it. Keep going. Set goals and continue to grow regardless of those around you. It can be difficult at times, but you can do it, and so can I. Do you! Don’t buy into other people’s reality.
And finally, ‘It’s none of my business what others think of me.’ That goes for you too!
Blessings of Peace and Love!
When you’re a giver, you rarely receive. It’s kind of an odd thing when it happens, but boy does it feel good.
I received a reading during Sunday Service in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. We, Mediums, rarely get one, or should I say get one from someone who does not know us.
So, this Medium is a well-known Canadian. I’ve had readings previously from those who do not reside or learn their Mediumship in the U.S. It is said that Mediums from other areas are trained to give evidence. My question: Is there any other type of Mediumship? I learned in the U.S., and I give evidence. The thought never occurred to me not to, which I can thank my master teacher for this way of reading. I have thanked her on many occasions and still do when I sense her around me.
Now mind you those outside of the country do have a different way of delivering a message or reading though. They wait for the recipient, the person receiving the reading, to agree or disagree. Many people think this is fishing, fishing for information. Maybe it is. Maybe it isn’t.
The reading I received was awesome. I did not feel like she was fishing. This Medium was leaving a recipient and getting ready to go to the next. Before she left she said that she wanted to leave with the name George and Harold. I’m like holy crap, that’s my dad’s name, George Harold, so I told a friend who was sitting nearby. The Medium now was moving toward my side of the room. She said a few things about this Spirit and four of us raised our hands. The Medium now said something about the name Jack. I could not believe it. I waited though because I wanted to see if someone else raised their hands. If a newcomer could get a message before me, it would be a nice experience. No one signaled, so I did. My dad always said, ‘That’s a fact Jack,’ or ‘You got that right Jack.’ I often wondered, as a kid growing up, ‘Who is Jack?’ LOL. I was happy to know dad was around, although I do spy him myself occasionally. She continued on with other information and several names – one was Elsie, an aunt who owned a steakhouse restaurant in my hometown. At one point, the Medium noted I was a writer and that I could paint. Not sure about the latter. Perhaps, I should try. She also said that I hold a lot back. One camp Medium practically rolled off his chair. I said to him, ‘You should hear what I don’t say.’ The place rolled again. LOL. It’s best to participate as much as possible in the reading. It keeps the link between Medium and Recipient. I told my sisters of the visit. They were impressed. I’m sure they have told friends too.
Mediumship proves the continuity of life. Better yet, Spiritualism proves the continuity of life and has been doing so for more than 170 years. Spiritualism was called something else before that time.
I have to admit it was nice to receive. It’s something I should work on – receiving more. I challenge all of you givers out there to receive more.
Blessings of Peace and Love!
Happy Anniversary! I wrote my first blog on Nov. 18 of 2018. It’s hard to believe a year has gone by. I’m feeling like going random. Imagine that. LOL
I’ve come to the conclusion on many occasions that someone is watching me, and yes, you too. Facebook is great to connect with family and friends. One time my daughter private messaged me and complained she had a canker sore. I wrote back that the best remedy is Alum, a white powder sold in the spice aisle at the grocery store. Hours later I saw an ad for it on Facebook. LOL
So, something a little creepier happened with my iPhone 11 (and you know I looked that up to be sure I wrote it correctly – always the editor). Now mind you I am a little clueless when it comes to phones. However, I do have the basics down. The other night I was hanging out watching Netflix and got to wondering what time I should wake up. I said to myself 4 or 4:30? I gotta have a cup of tea before I head out to the gym. It’s a must. I decided 4:30. As I picked up my phone, a message popped up wanting to know if I would like to set an alarm for 4:30. That’s crazy, right? I mean really, does my phone have ESP abilities? Now that I think about it, stranger things have happened in my space at Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. At the time, it was little freaky. Hasn’t happened since. Love that Spirit has a sense of humor, or was it the phone? LOL
Speaking of Cassadaga – just before Halloween a friend and I were out for a Sunday Drive (really, it was like a Tuesday night). We were coming up to Lake Helen, a small town next to Cassadaga. We took the usual right hand turn onto High Street, which leads to the Spiritualist Camp. About halfway down the road it turned dark. Almost in unison we blurted, ‘Where are we?’ We stopped to look at a street sign. It read Pennsylvania Avenue. We were way across town, down near the water. We were freaking out because we never turned a corner. We were lost for a few minutes. We agreed that we turned down the correct street because we both saw the street sign as we made the turn. Creepy, yes? It took me a minute to fall asleep that night. LOL
It’s been said strange things happen in Cassadaga. I get it when it comes to my office. I’ve been doing readings in this space for probably two years. And now strange things happen out on the roads in the area. I’ve heard stories in the past. I can now attest to it. I wonder if this happens elsewhere. It must. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that I’m a psychic medium.
Blessings of Peace, Love and Light!
I’m pretty sure you’ve all heard the saying, ‘The teacher will appear when the student is ready.’ Now that I’m a teacher of mediumship I see it from another angle. ‘The students will appear when it is time to start a class.’
I finished teaching my advanced mediumship classes recently and had taught two beginner classes before that. Each class meets once weekly for eight weeks. Slowly, students have been appearing to me. I have four who are willing to commit, and possibly another one.
The most recent one came to me through a longtime friend. She and I shared a couple of texts back and forth and finally I got the phone call from a woman named Mary. Love it! My master teacher, friend, business partner is/was Mary Rose.
Quick backstory here: When I first started taking mediumship class with Mary Rose in 2004, I totally believed in her teachings because if I could realize I was a medium and grow my gifts and grow spiritually in her class, anyone could. It seemed after a while I started gathering people for her classes. I did it for years.
So this woman Mary starts telling me her story. And we get talking woo woo. She said she was at a Reiki healing day and something told her to blurt information out for a person who sat next to her. She said everyone told her that she was a natural medium. I said it’s awesome that she got that information, but we should not be giving information/messages unless people ask. She went on to say how she felt so much from others to the point of distraction in everyday life, so I told her about the I AM Decrees, which I learned from my master teacher. In short, it’s putting white light and blue flame around you and purple flame within for protection. She said she hadn’t heard of them. I told her to look up the Saint Germain Foundation and that she could find them there. ‘You’re not going to believe this,’ she said. ‘My middle name is Germain.’ I love it! She also said that when her grandmother left this plane, she found the Saint Germain Series of Books in the attic. I’ve read several. And finally to top that off, she had planned on coming to Cassadaga one night and I was scheduled to take the money at the door. There’s your sign. She ended up having to back out from the visiting mediums class, but I still thought it to be no coincidence. She will appear in my life again.
I don’t plan on starting up a new class until after the first of the year. But I kind of feel like my master teacher is orchestrating the whole thing from the other side of life. She’s finding and bringing students to me. Now that’s a blessing!
Peace, Joy, Love and Light
With Halloween activities coming to an end at the Hotel Cassadaga, Spirit gave me the idea to write about Vampires! Don’t you love that? LOL
I’ve seen several costumes about the Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp’s Bookstore and Hotel over that past several days. I spent a couple of nights/mornings, 10 p.m. to 2 a.m., patrolling the streets with another member of the Spiritualist Camp. Nothing too scary although one night a couple of kids decided to put a kayak in Spirit Pond, which is behind Colby Memorial Temple. They were promptly found and asked to leave.
I do enjoy sharing posts on my Facebook Page – Life in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp – Mayberry It Is. The other day I found a good one that I had seen previously. It reads: “The dead are not scary. It’s the living you have to watch out for.” Isn’t that the truth?
One time many years ago in a class at the Spiritualist Camp a teacher said he was going to teach a class to a covenant and that this group had Vampires in it. We’re like really – sucking blood to live? The students in class laughed. He reminded us that anything is possible, and it is true, anything is possible. And then he decided to tell us about real life Vampires, those who drain/suck your energy. It’s the first time I really ever gave it a thought. I guess I was naïve, and still am sometimes.
An acquaintance of mine is a true Vampire. She has medical issues and is continuously talking about them. In fact, she tells others that she has a disease that is going to eventually take her life. I do have to add that this scenario has been talked about by this individual for nearly 10 years. It could be longer. Every time there’s a post about it on Facebook she gets hundreds of responses, likes, sad faces and wow faces. People feed into this behavior; hence the sucking of energy – Vampiring. Look I made up a word. LOL. On some levels, I have to wonder if she knows she’s doing it – sucking other’s energy. People have to allow others to suck their energy is the truth of it. And the cycle continues. The bottom line of this whole scenario is that we are all going to “die,” leave this earth plane.
I use this as an example, so that you can understand what is happening with your energy when you are around certain people. It’s our job to be aware and not allow our energy to be stolen, or given away, unless we intend to. I know it’s hard sometimes – be strong. The way to be rid of people like this in your life is to cut the etheric cords. See the cord between you and that person and cut it. Ask for their energy to be removed from you and to send it back to them and ask for your cleansed energy back from them.
As far as real life Vampires? Who knows? They could exist. Why not? We live on planet in a solar system. Think about that.
Blessings of Peace and Love!
Expectations. Ouch, right? And on so many levels.
I feel like sometimes people expect way too much from me. I do care and want to help, but when is enough? I’m sure some of you feel the same way. We do and we do and we do. And when we don’t, we feel like we should’ve and now feel guilty because we didn’t. Raise your hands – who else feels this way?
The funny part is maybe we’re putting too much pressure on ourselves. When we don’t do, does anyone notice? Maybe, maybe not. It depends on the situation.
And then when we’re doers, we expect others to do as we do. When they don’t, our expectations are not met. The cycle continues until finally, you put a stop to it. Is that possible?
I have a lot questions tonight and only hope that someone will answer them. There’s that expectation. Ugh. Perhaps, my spirit guides will assist me with answers. It’s funny because I already have the answers, and so do you.
If we don’t do then what? Is there a fear of not being accepted because we put our foot down? Fear because someone won’t love us as much if we don’t do, or maybe people are just too busy with their own lives to even notice.
I expect too much from myself. I’ve always been a go-getter. If I see something that needs to be done, I do it or find the means to make it happen.
Now that I think about it I have been accused of being perfect. Not just by one person, but by two. Isn’t that funny? I am far from it. Maybe, I seem perfect to those who don’t do, or do not have the mindset to do.
My brain, it just never turns off. I wonder sometimes how I sleep. LOL.
Ideas float in like water runs down the stream. I see what needs to be done to accomplish goals. I’m quick minded. It seems I drive people a little crazy because they can never seem to catch up, or get on the same page. Solutions come easy to me, but not so easy to others. They don’t see the picture like I do. Does this sound familiar?
What does a person do? They keep doing. Or maybe it’s time to stop and take a look at what really is important in your life and go from there. Do what’s best for you. Don’t worry about it. In fact, guilt, fear and worry are lower vibrations. Do what’s best for you and the rest will fall into place.
Really, I think I need a vacation.
Every once in a while check in with yourself. Go ahead it’s not that hard. Just do it. LOL.
Blessings of Peace and Love!
Once in a while I stick my big toe into the pond of “reality” and I have to say it’s not always pleasant. Let’s not forget where I reside: Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp, a quiet little town nestled a few miles from I-4 in Volusia County – think Mayberry.
Reality – baseball playoffs, gotta love it. I’ve been so excited for the Yankees. Remember, I don’t watch television, so I decided to search things out a bit on the Net when the team was not its usual self. I found stories about the Astros whistling and making a rumbling noise from the dugout, thought to be a way to communicate about the next pitch coming. And then I read how the team has been accused of sign-stealing through the last couple of years. I’m like really? If this happened to be the Yankees or the Patriots, there would be an inquisition. LOL. You know it’s true. I do have to admit I kinda bought into all the hype for a bit. I posted a couple of lines to my personal Facebook status.
Backstory: My reality when I was say 12 years old watching sports – baseball, basketball, football, hockey, golf and boxing – was always emotionally charged. As I grew older, I saw blown play calling, one-sided commentaries both during the game and postgame reporting. I used to get so mad and angry. I decided at one point that it’s organized sports and stopped watching so much.
This time around I didn’t get mad like that 12-year-old girl. This time I said Karma. It’s all about Karma. In Hinduism and Buddhism, Karma is the ‘sum of a person’s actions in this and previous states of existence, viewed as deciding their fate in future existences,’ or another: ‘destiny or fate, following as effect from cause.’
In Spiritualism, some believe in reincarnation and others do not. I do. I’ve had one person tell me of a previous life that rang true to me. I’ve had dreams and meditations of past lives. Have you ever been to a city or another county and know, just know that you’ve been there before?
There’s so much more to this world than meets the eye. I’d rather live in my little bubble of the world than worry about who’s going to win the next game, or the next election. Who really cares? Is that a bad thing? I focus on raising my vibration to assist humankind. I know I may have to leave my bubble more for this to happen. It’s OK because I’m always working to be centered, mindful no matter what occurs. Not an easy feat, but worth it. The struggle is real.
Honestly, this reality reminds me of what is depicted in the book, “The Blue Island.” When we leave this existence, we continue on to a blue island, where there are schools to learn anything we want. I guess I learned sports as much as I want to; and learned covering local politics as much as I want to. The book and this reality doesn’t seem so different, just on another playing field.
The good news is we get to choose to some extent. Here’s a question for you, is it destiny or free will? I believe both. Yes, we make sacred contracts with others before we come down to this plane, but they can be broken. I believe we all come here with a life purpose and we have free will as to how we arrive.
Blessings of Peace and Love!
I love working out at the gym. I do it four days a week. Each morning I spend about 2 hours there. I mind my own business – taking full advantage of my personal space. Yes, I say good morning to people, but would prefer to be left alone. It’s my time.
And so the other morning I had just started my ab workout. Trust me when I say I work it hard. This is not social hour(s) for me. I’m on the mat on my back and some man comes into my space and says, ‘It’s not that easy is it?’ In my mind I thought, ‘I’ve been working out for 30 years.’ I just kept going, doing my best to ignore it. Two women were in the area too. When I finished, I asked if they heard that man. They said they did not, but suggested that perhaps he was trying to hit on me. The thought never occurred to me. I’m like really look at me. We laughed at the whole scenario.
Still a few days before that an older man decided he had the right to put his hand on my back and tell me what to do. I kept me cool. I’m sure he got the jest of not doing that again. I tried to be nice.
Why is it that some men think they have the right to dictate to women, that they know best? In one instance, the man was older, so I get it. It’s generational. But a younger man. Stop.
It’s really crazy that I care enough to write about it. It’s not who I am. I’ve never really had a viewpoint about that subject. My thought is we're all human beings having this experience. If it something doesn't jive with me, I move on. My biggest concern is stay out of my space – man or woman – unless I invite you in.
This is a big lesson for all of us. Create your personal space; set boundaries, and make sure people abide by them. It’s the healthiest thing you can do for yourself. If there are people in your life who are not there for your highest and best, let them go.
Remove phone numbers, Facebook contacts, etc. Finally, meditate, see the etheric cord that connects you and that person, visualize a scissors and see it cut that cord. Send their energy from you back to them and ask for your cleansed energy to come back to you from them. It should take care of the situation the first time. If not, repeat. End of that story.
Yes, sometimes there are instances that occur like the two men at the gym. You really have no control over what other people do. Now that I think about it, it’s probably best that I was doing my ab workout and not standing. I can sometimes be a little grumpy that early.
Set personal boundaries!
Blessings of peace and love!
I’ve been in my space for more than two years. It’s the third year I’ve gotten the notice from one of the groundskeepers that an inspector is coming to check fire extinguishers. We are to put them outside near our doors. We laughed because last year we looked for the fire extinguisher everywhere in my place and we couldn’t find it. He said he would get me a new one. He dropped it by a few days later. Not but a week later the fire extinguisher we were looking for initially appeared hanging on the kitchen wall. I made that groundskeeper come and see it. He did, and refused to come into my apartment for months because there was no way we could’ve missed it. There was no way that was there before. So again, we laughed about it. LOL
I still have happenings (unexplained phenomena) occurring in my place. I’ve noticed most recently that a couple of my crystals moved on my dresser. I have proof because every time I dust I take photos. LOL. I have become a bit nonchalant about it.
However, I was surprised this week when one of my appointments showed up with a gift. Now mind you I have never physically met this woman. She explained that she had ordered a T-shirt with sayings on it such as ‘completely unexplainable,’ ‘professional at lie detecting,’ and ‘can offend you with their honesty.’ Her name ‘Rhoda’ was supposed to be at the top of shirt. When she received it in the mail, the name ‘Lori’ was on it. She kept it for three weeks and thought to take it Goodwill and then one time tried to give it to another Lori, only to find she spelled her name differently. Finally, she realized before she came for the appointment that it was mine. I was totally blown away, as was she. How cosmic, right? Turned out she’s a writer too with similar life path situations. I do so love being a medium.
I’m teaching my last advanced mediumship class Sunday, and it dawned on me, is everyone meditating out there? It’s a must to grow spiritually and to grow your gifts.
Did I mention I’m exhausted? Being the chairperson of the public relations committee in the Spiritualist Camp keeps me busy. Plus, I’m helping out with Gala Day, which is Nov. 16. Good times!
Going with the flow!
Peace and Love!
This is how Just Jax, an already beloved tipping table, came into being. In case you don’t know a tipping table is used to connect with spirit, proving the continuity of life.
So, on Wednesday my friend and I are cruising to Orlando for an appointment. We talk about how we’re going to practice table tipping with an aluminum table the next day. We’re in downtown Orlando now, almost to our destination. The energy suddenly changed. ‘There’s our tipping table. It’s leaning on its side.’ My friend was excited. I laughed and said that we’d stop on the way back. About an hour later we’re at the place. Turns out it’s a uniform store. We walk in, say hello and head to the next room. My friend squeezed through the small space and handed me the table. I carried it by the base with my hand, walked into the front room and lifted it onto the countertop. ‘We’ll take this,’ I said. The two clerks looked at us like we were out of our minds and said the item wasn’t for sale. Still looking oddly at us, I said, ‘We’re mediums in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp and this is the perfect table for table tipping.’ Laughter echoed. They knew of the town. I put the table on floor to placed my fingertips on it and said, ‘I can feel the vibration.’ My friend joined me. Can you imagine? LOL
We left our phone numbers and hoped for a call. In the parking, after lunch, the phone rang. We could have the table for $50. The last four digits of the phone number were 0333 and all the numbers added up, a 33, and the day was a 33. Love it! We contemplated, mostly me. I had plans for the rest of the day. We were halfway there, so I relented. We went back to get it. This time I left a couple of business cards behind. We acted like a couple of high school kids who just got exactly what they wanted, giggling all the way to the car. On the way home, we came up with the name – Just Jax. The colors: purple and indigo. We’re so excited! That table found us, and it was tipped to the side when it was first seen.
The reason we needed a table is we plan on participating in Table Tipping, a fundraiser for the restoration of Colby Memorial Temple in the Spiritualist Camp. It’s 6-8 p.m. on Oct. 19 in the Andrew Jackson Davis Educational Building. $25.
We planned on tipping Friday, but realized we needed a new top. It was cracked and at first thought it would only be a repair. I was at the gym and wondering what my friend was doing. I knew something was up. On the way home, I called and found she was at Lowe’s, next to the gym, to get a new top. I agreed. She said she had been sitting in the aisle for a period of time to make the decision. I was already close to home, so I didn’t go back. She stopped by and showed it to me. There looked to be crack, but it was only the grain in the wood. Kind of similar to the original. It’s gonna be great. We’re hoping to practice on it early next week. Yes!
We manifested it. It took a couple of weeks, but it happened. I love that. We can all manifest what we want. Put it out to the universe and the universe will conspire to make it happen!
Blessings of peace and love!