Pants on fire. Wouldn’t it be great if those who were not telling the truth had their pants catch on fire.
To know me, is to love me. I will not tell a lie. I can’t. It’s not in me. Okay, I will cop to the ‘I love your new shoes’ or ‘I love your new top.’ But when it comes to real-life situations, if you don’t want the truth, don’t ask me. Pot stirrers are the worst. Oh, I’m sure I’ve been there one time or another, especially when I was younger. The other day someone said to me that another person said that it was Lori Carter’s fault, it’s all her doing. Does it bother you when other people lie about you? It’s one thing to not care what other people think about you, but to spread rumors that are not true is totally uncalled for. Perception is a bitch. So, I called the acquaintance in which I’ve known for many years, left a message for him to call me back and when he did not, I called again the next day and left a message to remind him that he knows full well the situation in question was not my doing. It was he, himself, who crossed the line. To take the spotlight off of himself, he placed blame elsewhere. Is this what humanity has come to? Apparently, yes. And it has been this way for a very long time. I just never noticed – living in my own world, keeping to myself for the most part and continuing to do my best, regardless of the circumstance. Backstory: Speaking to another acquaintance the other day, I asked do people treat each other like this everywhere? She said no, it’s different in other places. People are not like this. Well, that was an eye-opener of sorts. I’ve known for some time that I have not found my tribe. Yes, I have a few here and there – one, thousands of miles away and it’s cold. Perhaps, I should look just a little bit more – adventure out more. Here’s a good one: Let’s sweep it under the carpet, no one will notice. Sweeping = Cover-ups. I guess this is just the way the world is going to be now. I won’t buy into it. As for that acquaintance, I did tell him to stop talking about me. Maybe, I just need to stop caring, or better yet, maybe I should walk around with a fire extinguisher (lol). Peace
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From changing your mood. But with the right person. As if the universe would send me someone not quite right (lol). Reminder: I am in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp.
I went to sign in on the whiteboard for walk-in appointments the other day at the Camp’s Bookstore. I saw a couple of peeps I hadn’t seen in a few, so I decided as I walked back from the Welcome Center, I was going to get a hug. I said, ‘Give Me a Hug.’ Her blue eyes danced as she laughed. We hugged and she said that I was not going to believe this but we, she and a cohort, were just talking about who they would allow in their energy for a hug. Love the Synchronicity! I got a hug from the other woman and then a third from the first. Backstory: I first met that two-hugging friend years ago. We just were not ‘huggy’ friends until about two years into getting to know one another. I said, ‘Give Me a Hug.’ I swear I heard her say to me: ‘Finally.’ It takes me a while to let people in. When I mentioned it to her the other day, she did not recall that. Maybe I just heard what she was thinking. It happens. We chatted about our grandkids and she shared the story as to how her grandson caught his leg between the metal bars of his bed. It was either call the fire department or cut him out herself with a saw. The latter worked. I said crazy my grandson wouldn’t go to sleep and he got his foot stuck between two wooden pieces but we were able to get it out. And then she shared another story that’s not sharable here (lol). We laughed and laughed. Somehow it came to my mind to share a story about this person I see at the gym and this funny little noise I hear when he’s around. It kind of sounds like something R2-D2 would say. Once, there were six or seven people in an area of the gym and everyone heard it to include him. So, I walked by him the other day and I heard it. I know, I know I should have turned around and asked him if he heard that. Can you imagine? (lol) My friend tried to explain it away. I said, ‘No, it was an otherworldly sound.’ More laughter ensued. Before leaving the Bookstore, I picked my stone for the day. It read ‘Hugs & Kisses’ – love it! You know, I shared with my Wednesday night online class and with whomever will listen: ‘Don’t put me on a pedestal because I’m a medium. I won’t let you. I’m a regular person, a Spirit having a human experience, just like you!’ Go ahead, strike up a conversation, just for the sake of it! Blessings of Peace and Love! I’m an adventure grandma. I took my grandson to the Barberville Yard Art Emporium not too long ago. There’s gigantic yard art and he loved it. He took a shine to a tiny glass turtle that’s shell had multiple colors on it. I had a vision that the turtle would break.
I thought about it and looked around for wooden pieces. There was a sea turtle on a log made of wood. I went with the tiny turtle instead. We got home. He took his nap with it and couldn’t wait to show mommy and daddy. He dropped it in the process of showing, and it broke. The little guy, just over 2, said over and over again, ‘I broke it.’ I felt bad. We said we would get glue and fix it. The next day I decided to drive the 20 minutes to get another one. I stopped to get a hot chai tea. I was minding my own business and having a fabulous day. About 10 minutes into my drive, the lid came off my drink. Thankfully, I spilled only a little on me. I fixed it and then five minutes from the place the lid came off again and it went everywhere. I thought, ‘Girl, why are you messing with the natural order of things.’ I was determined. Once there, I got myself cleaned up. I bought two tiny turtles and the sea turtle on the log. Of course, when I gave them to my grandson, he was happy. He accidentally broke one of the turtles a day or two later and the third one is still in one piece. Glue, we need glue. The wooden one sits on the fireplace mantel. Funny how I should’ve known better to go against the natural order of things. First, I saw that it would break; second, he broke it; finally, I went to get a new one, which broke again. I will not be repeating that cycle again, said every grandma out there (lol). Another sign: I spilled my hot chai. I had been drinking way too many of those lately and I knew I should quit. Ha. A week or so after the big spillage, I went to get a chai, which was not the first since the spill. While I waited, I thought of it. When I glanced at the cup, I saw the lid was not tightly on. Interesting that the thought occurred to me at that moment. Was it because of the one time, or did I know? Oh, here’s a good one. My daughter hosted Thanksgiving again this year. It’s always a fabulous time. I was at the house the day before. She was preparing the homemade macaroni and cheese. I saw the shredded cheese and took a bite. I said to apparently deaf ears, ‘This is spicy.’ When I arrived the next day, I learned that my daughter baked that macaroni and cheese, tasted it and said it was too spicy. She was at the store for more cheese, so she could make it again. I love the little glimpses I get in life. Do I always follow them? Obviously not – turtle anyone, although I’m impressed with seeing the lid off. I’m sure some of you have had little glimpses – seeing, knowing, hearing, feeling, smelling. Embrace them! Blessings of Peace and Love! In the night! One never knows what happens in the middle of the night in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp or anywhere for that matter. Most times I am sleeping and do not hear a thing.
Funny thing about the dark, it brings out a different kind of energy. These days the middle of the night for me is around 8 p.m. I sat on my porch watching a group of what seemed like teens – eight to 10 of them – running around Hotel Cassadaga and the space between it and Brigham Hall. Backstory: Made me think of the good old days taking a late-night stroll to the cemetery with my cousin and other friends. Buford, a black Great Dane, took us for the walk really. It was the only way we could get out of the house. Creepy, spooky times in the dark, another world – another world in one’s mind. Everyone is always looking for something in the dark, especially teens. So, I thought to go out and remind them that this is a quiet community and then thought better of it when I saw a couple of taller gentlemen show up in the crowd. Backstory: Years ago, when I resided in Brigham Hall, I listened to a group of women on the hotel’s porch. Apparently they were having a few drinks. They sang Hotel California over and over again for more than an hour. I finally called a friend. She came over and we booted them off to bed. It was 1 a.m. I continued to watch from my porch and decided to call a friend. She asked about the noise. I held the phone out so she could hear more. We giggled about the youngsters and I reminded her that the development in Lake Helen might cause a little more action. Hard to believe it was Sunday night. And so dark already. I saw other people walking through the community. I get it, it is a safe place to be. One woman looked to have a bit of a wobble to her walk. I hoped she would be okay. She was heading toward Spirit Pond. I immediately thought of the alligator and then other wildlife she may encounter. There is much bigger development going on around the area other than Lake Helen. Displaced animals are common. People should really think about this while out for a late-night stroll in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. Around 9 p.m. people started filing out. The kids finally left, and my friend and I laughed a little more. One of the tenants opened her door and popped her head out to see who was laughing. I waved. Funny, that she heard the higher vibrational laughter than the eight to 10 kids screaming and yelling right outside of her windows. Perhaps night is just an illusion in the mind. Peace If you buy into the notion that we all have psychic/mediumistic gifts, and we most certainly do, then why do you allow them to stagnate – not use them on a daily basis to assist self and others.
First off, it is necessary to get to class. And yes, it just so happens that I’m gearing up to teach several classes in the next couple of months. You don’t have to attend my classes, although they do have a proven track record for opening and expanding your gifts. Check my website FromTheEthers.com and click Praise. Get to Class. Backstory: Yeah, I took algebra and geometry in high school and more of it in college. How ‘bout you? Have you ever used that information to survive? More than likely, the answer is no. One of the first not so noticeable gifts is Clairsentience, which is clear feeling. Most all of us have that gut instinct. Pay attention to it. Ladies, you do know when something is up with your children, yes? There’s other aspects to clear feeling to include imprinting, which is allowing spirit to overlap or lie upon self and therefore you are able to glean certain information for self and others. Maybe, a little too deep. Smile Something everyone can follow is the body/mind map, which I teach in my class. Certain areas are assigned meanings such as knees are about support in life and shoulders are about carrying responsibilities. There are other aspects to consider though for the true meaning. I really began thinking about the body/mind map as I was receiving massages and noticing areas of concern. I cannot believe it took me this long to even think about it on this level. I have been getting massages for years. Backstory: When I was going through my divorce, I was seeing a body therapist of sorts. At one session, he worked the side of body near my heart and I’m here to tell you it was pain like no other. Darn near jumped off the table. Thankfully, I was able release. During my last massage, I noted areas of concern. Yep, always carrying a rock-hard shell on my back to protect myself from those who wish to do harm. Then there’s my calves, which is about feeling confined, wanting to break free from something. As noted earlier, there are other aspects to consider while using the body/mind map. To be fair, some might just think the areas of concern while getting my massage were simply because I worked out extremely hard at the gym this past week. I’m here to tell you the areas that popped up for me related to things going on in my life, which allowed me to assess and make decisions. When you work with your gifts, they grow. When you grow your gifts, you grow spiritually. Read that again, a couple of times. We’re all here to grow and evolve to become a better person than we were yesterday. As your gifts grow, people will fall away, and others will come in to assist in the next leg of your journey. Each and every one of us has the gifts, why not learn how to use them. Send an email to LoriCarter@aol.com, and I will send you information about my online and in-person classes and workshops. Blessings of Peace and Love! |
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