FROM THE ETHERS
Vacation time is fabulous, especially when there is no one to answer to, although sometimes we must answer to ourselves.
She saw her sisters for the first time in seven years, which was at their mother’s funeral. They talked on the phone and kept up with one another. She couldn’t wait to see them, hug them, reminisce; still some worry crept in – going back home isn’t always the easiest.
They fell back in time, stopped at their 105-year-old auntie’s home, a place of wonderful childhood memories – the piano with foot pumps just above the floor and a circular stool rested in the same spot from 45 years earlier. The fireplace sat dormant as well. The costume jewelry hung on the same wooden peg in the bathroom. She recalled playing with the beads for hours. Love those memories. Her favorite cousin was there, too. She rattled off family history to carry on to the next generations. Hugs are just so good.
She went by the old neighborhoods and stopped at the neighbor’s who loved her mother and father so very much. Each shared new news and then remembered the corn roasts that were had just about every year she visited. One year she brought oysters and the neighbor shared that the shells still get tilled up in the garden on occasion. Hugs are just so good.
A Friday night fish fry at the regular haunt is a must. She was connected to that place for oh so many years in her young adulthood. She shot pool and played softball for the family-owned tavern for many years. She also was a server for that same Friday night fish fry.
Backstory: She first served up a Friday night fish fry at Paul and Plautz Bar, no longer there. When the work was done, she and her friends sat at a tabletop, played poker for quarters, dimes and nickels and drank beer until their little bit of money was gone.
Those were the days. Sometimes she would play bingo with her sister and father. She went again to spend time with her older sister. They reminisced about those days too.
She was reminded by her brother-in-law that all families are not the same. It’s sometimes hard to remember this. It’s also super hard to remember that everyone has their own perception of what went down, when and where. She let go of her own perceptions and let it be. She promised to move forward and to remember that everyone has a story they live by and that’s OK.
She decided not to be so hard on herself.
So, yep I’m not in Florida anymore – no palm trees. I’ve been on vacation for four days. Obviously, vacation does not mean that I stop writing – writers are always writing. It’s true, rarely do I go a day without writing or having a thought about what to write.
The first leg of my trip is being spent with a childhood friend in LaCrosse, Wisc. Her name is Lori, too. We went canoeing – no worries about alligators here. We did reach 100 degrees on one day. Her children are coming to see me with their babies. I’m so excited for this.
Backstory: Lori and I used to take road trips from Rothchild to LaCrosse. Back then the weather had no bounds for us. One time we made the trip in the wintertime to see her grandma and grandpa. He had selective hearing, which was hysterical. We got stuck in the bank after unintentional donuts on the highway near the Mississippi River. I had to push us out. Craziness!
It is way different here in Wisconsin. I’m sleeping on a couch, and I love it. I haven’t had a couch in I cannot remember how many years. And her two dogs, Cora and Esperanza are a mix of breeds, but with herding tendencies. They haven’t completely warmed up to me, which is odd. Canines are my friends. They have not taken a bite out of my arse, yet, although it’s been close. They do take cookies from me though. It gives me hope.
The craziest of things is, and I try not to get political in my blogs, Fox News is running almost every day here. If you recall, I do not watch the news, so it’s been a bit of an adjustment for me. My friend said, ‘It’s like NASCAR waiting for a wreck to happen.’ LOL
The Blue Angles are in LaCrosse for an airshow this weekend. They’ve been practicing. When we hear them coming, we run outside to look. Simply amazing. I have tried my darndest to get that perfect pic. Be sure that I have seen some amazing tricks. Can’t wait for the show.
This morning there’s a bit of a chill to the air. I sat in the backyard under a canopy relaxing and enjoying the scene. I noticed, yes, I looked for the signs, there are many birds – cardinals, pigeons, robins and morning doves. Birds generally symbolize freedom. I am free, and so are you!
P.S. I just checked my Facebook Page and a friend messaged me with a song reorganized by Lee Greenwood – ‘God Bless the U.S.A,’ and I heard the word ‘freedom.’ Love the synchronicity of that!
It’s Mercury Retrograde, and I’m OK with it – pretty much always have been. I was born during Mercury Retrograde, so I’m immune. My friends tease it’s why I am the way I am. LOL.
Supposedly, all things to do with communication, travel and electronic gadgets not working correctly are areas associated with the retrograde. Electronic gadgets have not always worked properly when I’m around them regardless of what Mercury is doing.
The thought has occurred to me that other people’s beliefs about Mercury Retrograde could make a difference in my world.
Have I mentioned that I’m a freelance writer for a newspaper? Deadlines are real. This week I had been trying to get three articles written before I head out for a two-week vacation. This involves getting interviews with three sources for each story. I did get one story done for this week. I have two interviews done for the one story, which will suffice, but there’s this last one. It’s about stabilizing designated shoreline areas of the Blue Spring Run, repairing undermined and collapsed banks. Hundreds of manatees make it their home during the winter months. The project is part of an initiative of Governor Ron DeSantis. I reached out on Monday to a project manager at Florida Fish and Wildlife. I left a couple of messages during the week. He finally called me Friday afternoon to let me know that he could not talk to me until he got permission. I said that I need the story by Monday. He said he would do his best and apologized for the late response because “it’s been a week.” I said to myself no kidding. I’m still waiting to hear back from someone at Blue Spring, which is about ten minutes from me in Orange City. It’s OK because I can always go knock on that door.
As for my travels plans, I had no idea it was going to be Mercury Retrograde when I bought the tickets. It is said that plans made prior to the retrograde will be fine. Guess what? All will be fine regardless because I believe it will be.
There has been one snafu around my travel plans – one of my sisters forgot about other plans made on a couple of nights I was supposed to sleep at her house. Instead, I’ll be sleeping at my other sister’s place those nights. No big deal. On second thought, Mercury Retrograde can be about looking at the past. This could get dicey. LOL. It’s best to just go with the flow.
I saw this while scrolling on Facebook: “Be so aligned, not even Mercury Retrograde can phase you” – SD
I went clothes shopping Friday and had a fabulous time. I went by myself. I sure have come a long way when it comes to clothes shopping. It’s interesting to take a look at something and how your habits have changed through the years.
Backstory: I hated shopping when I was kid. My mother didn’t like taking me either. Who could blame her? I was always so picky as to what I would wear. It had to feel right on my skin.
If I had it my way, I’d wear blue jeans (pants and shorts), T-shirts and flip-flops daily. Of course, there’s always winter – yes, even in Florida.
Through the years, I went shopping with various friends, all who had their own style, and thought it would look good on me. Same with friends who thought they could fix my natural curly hair. LOL.
There was one friend who helped me find my style. We had such a good time shopping. She said to me one time that she now liked shopping again because of me. Imagine that! After she left the earth plane, I did not go shopping for a long time. So, to go by myself and like it is quite the accomplishment.
Oh, and guess what? I bought these adorable giraffe onesies for the baby. Shopping with my daughter and grandbaby (ies?) will be fabulous.
Time changes everything!
Blessings of Peace and Love!
I’m not known for my green thumb. Never really had the knack to grow things. It’s not that I don’t like flowers and other plant life – they don’t like me.
Backstory: For years, my parents came from Wisconsin to Florida to visit. My mom loved Geraniums, so she bought two for the back porch. When she left, she said all I had to do was water them. Yikes! When she came back, they would be close to death’s door.
Back backstory: To top that off, just about every single year my editor at the Lake Edition of the Orlando Sentinel had me write the advance for the Mount Dora Plant and Garden Fair. It was an awesome event for the community, but for me, it was brutal to write.
As of late, I’ve been hanging out with a Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp elder who was a mentor to my master teacher now on the higher side of life. She loved plants and could grow anything. The Camp elder also loves plants. He gave me a succulent. Apparently, you cannot kill those either. I did have a little trouble at first and thought to move it. When I did, it thrived.
The other day the Camp elder and I went to Home Depot so he could pick up a couple of plants and I could look at paint. I ended up buying crotons and succulents for the pots in front of Harmony Hall. The plants replaced the colorful fake flowers.
Those pots are problematic because they have nowhere to drain the water. I will keep a close eye on that. The Camp elder said when we fertilize, we’ll have to repot the plants this time with gravel at the bottom, so the soil doesn’t stay wet. We will see what happens. Regardless, the $25 spent is worth it. Real flowers bring amazing energy.
The Camp elder and I talked about planting pentas to attract butterflies in his yard. I guess I do have a green thumb fighting to come out. Try something new even if you think you already know the answer. You might surprise yourself.
Many Blessings of Peace and Love!
Stop putting people on pedestals. Because I am a teacher, I feel some may think that I know all or that I should. I am a teacher, but more importantly I am also a student. I gain knowledge every single day.
Earlier in the week, I had an appointment for my first house cleansing. I got my daughter to come along because she knows a little more about this than I, although I am a quick study. She carried a wooden box with her supplies – a couple of black candles, some crystals, blue sage, an abalone shell, a larger golden bell and two smaller bells.
As soon as we arrived, she opened her box and then her compass app, so she could place once stone each at the farthest East point and West point of the house. She opened all the doors in the house, and we began the smudging process. My daughter carried the shell and smoking sage while ringing her bell sporadically as we, the client and myself, followed behind with our bells. The sound breaks the Spirit energy. We did the whole house and made sure the windows and doors got a little extra.
The client had called because she was trying to sell the house and was having difficulty. She had resided there with her mother and brother for years. But later it was just her mother and brother. She wondered if her mother, who died five years ago, didn’t want her to sell the house. During the reading, my daughter stood up. I asked what was up and she said, ‘It’s time to close the doors.’ She felt Spirit had left the house.
You know for a long time I thought house cleansing would be considered hocus-pocus. Like anything else, it is truly about the intention. Think about it – thoughts are things. Every single word that we speak could be construed as a spell. Be mindful.
I can say with great confidence that nearly every single person at one time or another has dabbled in hocus-pocus. Remember those birthday candles on your cake? You made a wish (set the intention) and blew them out – candle magic. We all have a little witchy in us.
I love way too much. It’s true. I do. I love all people, regardless of what they have done or might do. I may not like people, but I always will love them. It’s actually a good place to be – looking for the best in everyone.
It’s not always been the easiest. I do my best to look for the silver lining. There’s always something good about any situation. Look for it!
Backstory: Even when I was in high school, I used to drive my best friend cray cray because I always looked at the cup half full and not half empty. One time we got into a verbal argument about it. She asked why I always looked at things in a positive way. Thinking about it today, my answer is survival mode. It was a mindset that had to be.
If someone does me wrong, I may get upset for a moment but then I forgive. I think about where they are coming from and wonder what has happened in their lives. Plus, everyone has agenda. Sometimes, I feel like people poke me just to see my reaction. If I don’t get upset, I feel that enrages them. If I do get upset, I feel they have succeeded momentarily to bring me into their world. I don’t stay long.
Remember this – people, including myself, perceive based on what has happened to them in their lives.
Setting healthy boundaries may upset others as well. People do not like change. They want to think of you in a certain way even if it’s not true. Set the boundaries anyway and stick with them. This will help you raise your vibration and evolve.
Because I have a big heart, people take advantage of it and then my feelings get hurt. I back away for a bit and then come back stronger than ever. I am accepting of others and just want to show them love. It’s no surprise I’m a psychic medium and help people on a daily basis.
When I look at this thing called life, my latest mantra is ‘Be of the world, not in it!’ Repeat that a few times. Be of the word, not in it. Be of the
world, not in it.
Most Saturday mornings, after my regular routine, I place a nice piece of sage in my abalone shell, cleanse my space and then take it the neighborhood of Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. I walk around my building, which is Harmony Hall, up around the bookstore and back down my street.
While I do this, I say three I AM Decrees and Prosperity Affirmations. I feel it brings a higher vibration to my world and it helps me to be of this world and not in it.
We all have a spark of God within us. When you are an empath or sensitive, I believe it helps to verbally put that Tube of Light (White Light of God) around us to protect us from others seen and unseen. The second I AM Decree is the Wall of Blue Flame and then finally the Violet Consuming Flame.
While saying each of the Decrees, visualize the white light, blue flame and violet flame. Take note of how you feel now and then after saying the decrees.
Tube of Light
'Beloved Mighty I AM Presence,' enfold me now in my Mighty Magic Electronic Tube of Ascended Masters’ Light Substance! Make It so powerful no human creation can pass through! See that It keeps me Invisible, Invincible, and Invulnerable to everything but Thy Almighty Perfection; Infinitely and Divinely Sensitive to Thee and Thy Divine Perfection, 'Beloved Mighty I AM Presence,' and eternally non-recordant to human creation!
Wall of Blue Flame
'Beloved Mighty I AM Presence' and Great Sanat Kumara! Keep me and every person, place, condition, and thing under the Radiation of the Ascended Master Saint Germain, surrounded with the Invincible Wall of Blue Flame, outside the Tube of Light, as added Protection, until all are Free in the Ascension. We thank Thee Thou dost always answer our every Call.
Violet Consuming Flame
'Beloved Mighty I AM Presence,' blaze up through me now, Your Mighty Violet Consuming Flame, the Purifying Power of Divine Love, in Its most Powerful, Dynamic Activity! Consume cause, effect, record, and memory forever, of all human concepts, desires, and feelings in my being and world, and every mistake for which my outer self is responsible! Replace it with the Ascended Masters’ Electronic Substance of Light, Love, Purity, and Perfection; and hold Your Dominion within me.
Almighty I Am, Almighty I Am, Almighty I Am
Saint Germain Foundation
Hope this is something to help you through your day, every day!
I was lying in bed this morning pondering the subject of my blog. I tried to pretend sleep, hoping something would come to me. Then I went to Facebook and saw this beautiful picture of my grandbaby on my son-in-law’s page. The baby was throwing a peace sign, which tickles this hippy grammy to be. A little one after my heart, which was captured long ago – before he/she was even thought of. Yes, I still don’t know the gender. It doesn’t really matter. In my visions, I saw both. My daughter got another anatomy scan the other day because in the first one they couldn’t see everything. Turns out the baby is perfectly fine and obviously at peace.
Not too long ago I was driving through Mayberry – Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. There was a woman with tattoo art up and down her arms pushing a little guy in a stroller. The moment I saw them I just knew I had to meet him. About an hour later my wish came true. I told the woman that I liked her art, saw them earlier and just had to meet them. That little guy in the stroller opened his arms up wide and wanted a hug. Of course, I was only too happy to oblige. What a fabulous feeling. I’ve always loved kids and dogs and they love me.
Backstory: For years, I’d walk into a store and little kids and even babies would look at me, almost staring. I can only imagine that they were seeing the light around me or perhaps spirit. Sometimes I’d wave and smile. Some would wave back, but mostly they stared. It still happens today.
On another note, I just did a reading the other day for a couple. I normally don’t do couple readings, but when I feel the need, I do. I brought a couple of spirits through and then a little boy came through. I described him and shared what I was able. It turned out it was their 3-year-old son who went to the higher side life a couple of weeks ago. Those readings are not the easiest. I was pleased that he made an appearance.
Like everyone else when it is your time to go, it is your time to go. I believe that when lessons are learned, either for yourself or for others around you, you leave the earth plane. You may ask what were those little ones to learn? Perhaps, they needed to feel a mother’s love.
God Bless the Babes!
A friend of mine had a real scare this past week. Her father was in bad shape healthwise. She didn’t know if he was going to make it or not. She wondered when or if she should fly out to see him. Then, he made a turn for the better; and she spoke with him.
Death, or so-called death – leaving the physical body and continuing-on to the next dimension – is not the easiest for those left behind.
Listening to my friend talk about this brought memories back for me. It was one of the toughest times in my life, to lose my father. That was 16 years ago; the memories are fresh.
Back then, I wrote an article about how I thought my father knew on some level that he was going to ‘die’ because of his actions before his heart surgery. I hoped that it would be published in Reader’s Digest to no avail. I still have the rejection letter.
My friend and I talked about the signs I had before his passing. My daughter and I went to Wisconsin almost a full week before the surgery. People asked why we didn’t plan on staying longer after the procedure. I had no idea why. My dad took us for a drive through the local cemetery. He showed my daughter and I where everyone was buried. We went to his favorite restaurants. Then there was a little something that needed fixing with the toilet. He had to get to the hardware store before it closed and get the part needed for the repair. That was the night before his surgery. That Friday after the surgery, we were told he would be coming home Monday. I sat in the driveway listening to ‘Southern Cross’ for hours crying my eyes out. I finally settled in for sleep. Moments later we got the call from the hospital that his organs were shutting down and that dialysis was needed. Easy to see the signs now.
My friend told me that before her grandmother died, she was talking nonsense. I recalled my father did too. She said then one day her grandmother was clear with her thoughts. The two talked and her grandmother shared that she was leaving and that her mother, on the higher side of life, had been sitting in the chair next to her bed for a month. Her mother told her that they were going to take flight somewhere and she didn’t want to go because she was afraid of flying. Her mother told her it’s not that kind of flight, so she was able to go.
We all know that we are going to leave this earth plane eventually. Make a decision about your belief system. When you do that, I believe it’s much easier to make this journey of what we call life.
We’re all just walking each other home.
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.