FROM THE ETHERS
My daughter posed a question to me a few weeks ago while we were heading to Orlando. She asked if I had an inner monologue, an inner voice. I thought it to be an odd question. I’m like yeah, doesn’t everyone? She said no, some people do not.
We drove for a little bit. I mulled it over and asked, ‘What do they think about?’ Her response: ‘I know, right?’ We laughed. I can’t imagine.
After thinking about it for several weeks now, I still wonder. I did look it up and found that some people visualize inside of their heads instead of verbally speaking inside of their heads. Now that would truly be interesting. I mean seriously it’s one thing to get visions while doing a reading or in deep thought, but spontaneously in day-to-day interactions? I wonder if people like that go into a daydream type of state or live their continuously. Some studies have suggested that being an introvert or extrovert may have something to do with it. I’m still pondering this.
I have posed questions for my daughter as well.
Backstory: ‘Where are the dead people? What do they look like?’ Imagine hearing that for months on end and then on occasion when you are 7 years old. She always shared with me where they were and what they looked like. I found it interesting at the time.
These days my daughter and I do a message service the second Saturday of each month in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. We work in tandem to bring loved ones through from Spirit for those in attendance. It’s awesome working together and seeing how we each have evolved and continue to evolve with our gifts. At our last message service, it was light and airy. We had a few laughs; however, we do take our work very seriously. Spirit likes that type of energy, as do I.
For now, I look forward to our next contemplation. I know it will be thought-provoking and interesting.
Look for the Blessings!
One thing I had to really get used to residing in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp are the cats. They are everywhere. In the past, I have not been particularly fond of them, but I have met a couple that have meant something to me. The latest is an orange tabby rescue by the name of Rhiannon.
Rhiannon came into my life because she resides with a medium who works from the same building as I. The cat has had some health issues. I would go over to visit and send healing through my hands. The little cutie really has another medium, who is in the same building, wrapped around her pinky so to speak. The other medium really spent time healing the little one.
One time, I brought over some cat treats and she really liked them. It something I did for a while. Because she was having a hard time putting weight on, her owner bought her a large box of treats.
Backstory: Simba, another orange tabby cat, but male, was my first love. He’d come into my place, go into the bathroom to get a drink of water from my toilet and then sit in my front room while I did readings. Oh, how I wished for more time with him.
Rhiannon is special, too. When I cook my weekly food, I take over some salmon. She loves that. One time I gave her some pork and still another time I brought over sweet potatoes. I guess she has me wrapped too. She does have a spot in her heart for me as well. I went up to the bookstore without stopping to chat. On the way back, the owner said Rhiannon had a hissy fit over it.
Back Backstory: Long ago, my mom and dad had a cat, an orange tabby as well. His name was Pookie Bear. He was not the nicest. When my parents visited, they brought him. Although my daughter is allergic to cats, it did not stop her from playing with him. She lived on allergy medicine during those times. As she grew older, she remembered to wash her hands after handling him.
I find it interesting that orange tabby cats have crossed my path so often in life. Maybe, just maybe, someday I might have my own.
If I look at the orange tabby cat as periodic animal totem, it makes sense when assessing my life. I have always landed on my feet no matter what seems to come around and I’m very creative and nurturing.
Take a look at reoccurring signs in your life and see how they fit.
Blessings of Peace, Joy, Love and Light
You really find out who your friends are when you, yourself are in need. Trust me when I say I am grateful and thankful for each and everyone of them.
I know I have written a blog about the following before, but I have to say it again because it has come around several times in the past two weeks. It’s what happens – you think you have a particular situation mastered and then it comes up again, just to be sure.
The worst thing in the world to me is dealing with insurance companies. God bless. I went to my longtime dentist for my checkup. A week later I got a call from the dentist’s office saying I didn’t have insurance. So now I’m on the phone with the insurance company. We all know it takes forever to talk with a person. I have to say after telling the story at least six times, I was keeping it pretty cool. The issue is still out there, but I am hoping it will be taken care of soon.
So, the other day, one of my friends went to check my post office box. She had a stack of mail. I knew there would be a couple of bills in it. I opened my Culligan water bill and it was twice the amount. I kept it cool. I’m so proud of myself. Turns out I never paid for the month of January. I looked it up with my online banking, which took forever to come up – another test. I kept it cool, though. I paid the bill.
Next, I opened the bill from my Internet provider. Same thing. My bill was doubled, but with a late charge. I called and said the post office must have lost last month’s bills. I looked everywhere for my January bills, not to be found. Since I hadn’t been late for more than three years, they took the late fee off and I paid the bill.
Backstory: Oh yes, the dreaded post office. A couple of years ago I was waiting to get my paycheck from the newspaper I freelance write for. The company had to reissue a check. More than one year later, the check showed up in my post office box. Hysterical! Of course, I told the clerk working.
I’m definitely going to say something to the guy at the post office. That just isn’t right. The thing is I usually remember when bills are due and just pay them. When I’m doing readings on a regular basis ALL track of time disappears. I must try my best to keep one foot in this dimension.
I’m ready for the next test, she said lightly. I sure will keep an eye on my emotions when it comes to difficulties. It’s easy to go off the deep end when you’re telling your story over and over and people are not listening.
Go within. Be centered. Become the light the world needs.
Peace, Joy, Love and Light
My daughter recently shared that she still had a headache and her allergies had been acting up for quite some time. I cannot imagine a headache for three days straight. I asked if she would like me to send some healing energy her way and to my delight she said, ‘yeah,’ which was music to my soul.
Backstory: I’ve always been a healer. When my daughter was a little girl, I used to hold her hand walking through Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. More times than not she would end up letting go. She, a sensitive herself, could feel the healing energies moving through my hands to her body. It’s hard to turn it off when your child is a recipient. It’s a natural flow.
Before sending the healing, she said that there was spot on the left side of her neck that she thought was causing the headache. I sat back and focused on sending healing energies. My hands were on fire. After a while, I let her know I was done for this session. She said her nose was cleared and that she could breathe, now and her headache was much better. I thanked spirit and let her know that I would send more healing later.
It felt so good to connect with my daughter that way. We do have an awesome relationship. Trust me when I say we both worked for it, and it is and was so worth it, every step of the way.
I am so pleased that Spirit and I were able to help her in this way. You can send healing to the people you love at any time. Just sit quietly, think of them and set the intention.
And on a larger scale, send healing to the world and the universe. Just think if every single person on this plant did so every day. Imagine the possibilities.
Get out of your head. Yes, you. Stop it, just stop. Better yet, stop caring what other people think of you; hence being in your head.
Obviously, this has been coming up in my life quite a bit lately. I am aware of it, but at times lose sight of it. I did catch myself today. I found myself thinking about a class I recently attended and how I should have let people know what happened in my instance. I’m not sure why I didn’t. Today, I said out loud to myself and perhaps the universe, ‘Stop it. Who really cares? Let it go, Lori.’ Knowing me though, I will say something the next time I see the teacher or not. We shall see if the opportunity presents itself. Here I go again – being in my head.
How many of you do this? Raise your hands peeps.
However, we do have to think – it’s a no-brainer. And at times it’s OK to be in our heads.
Backstory: My first staff writing job out of college was at a daily newspaper. One time I turned my story in and headed for home. About halfway there I realized that I forgot to add something to the story. I went back. Sure enough, my editor was working on the story. He was appreciative that I came back. One time being in my head worked for me and others. Did I beat myself up? No, I did not. I got the job done.
This blog initially came about when I spoke with my daughter the other day. After about 20 minutes of chatting. She finally said that I think way too much. She also reminded me that I should not let what one person said to me get under my skin. She said, ‘Who cares what they said? Who cares what they think?’ She is correct.
I’ve decided that it is OK to think about things. We have got to do it to survive. We just don’t have to play out scenarios that may or may not happen. Instead of trying to force situations, go with the flow. Stay at a higher rate of vibration, be positive, look at the bright side, etc.
It’s an inside job. Sometimes we all could use a little reminder of that.
Thought provoking quotes:
“Spend eighty percent of your time focusing on the opportunities of tomorrow rather than the problems of yesterday” – Brian Tracy
“Thinking too much leads to paralysis by analysis. It's important to think things through, but many use thinking as a means of avoiding action.”
― Robert Herjavec, The Will To Win: Leading, Competing, Succeeding
Peace, Joy, Love, Light
Trust me – that’s a loaded statement. Who do you trust in this world? I am hoping that you trust your significant other and close friends, friends you have had forever. They are to be trusted.
When you look at fringe friends, do you feel that you can tell them anything? We all know by now that it is best to be selective as to what we tell people.
I have setup so-called friends – told them information to see where it comes out again. Remember the telephone game? You whisper something into one person’s ear, the information continues from one person to the next and then the last person speaks the information.
One really must pay attention to their intuition about people. People show up in your life, somehow mix into your life and then boom! Or maybe the other shoe never drops. It’s a crapshoot.
Has this every happened to you? I shared with a friend recently about some concerns. I do believe she said something to another person about them, and the telephone game was on. I battled back and forth for hours as to whether I should say something to her about it or not. In the end, I chose not to say anything, which is completely unlike me. Lesson learned.
I am so easy to forgive others because I do realize we are all on our Spiritual paths. Trust me, I do get upset about some situations. I cool down and let them go.
The key point here is to not get caught up in what someone did to you. It is not always the easiest to do – taking the high road. Learn from the experience and move on. Spirit always brings situations around again and again to be sure you learned or healed.
Every now and again look at the people who are around you. Do a little housecleaning on occasion. Trust your instincts. Never let anyone tell you that your intuition is off.
Peace, Joy, Love and Light
Some people are magic, pure magic.
The other day I walked down to the Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp Bookstore with another medium. We put our names on the whiteboard to let people know we were available for walk-in readings for the day.
On the way out, she wanted to stop to buy some crackers out of the vending machine. I waited alongside of her. She put two quarters in. I saw it. The crackers moved but got stuck. I tried to shake the machine a bit and so did she. I wondered if there was money where the change dispensed. She said, ‘Wait a minute, the money didn’t go through.’ I’m like what? ‘The crackers moved and got stuck. The money did go through.’ She went to where the change would be, pulled out two quarters and proceeded to get her crackers. What a hoot! If that is not magic, I do not know what is?
I received ‘goodwill’ magic the other day when a client came for a reading. She had the coolest gold and blue, dangling earrings on. One has Saturn surrounded by a gold circle hoop and at the end of the gold chain a star. The other one starts with a star and at the end of the gold chain a star and a sliver of a moon in a solid circle. I said, ‘I love your earrings. They remind me of my tattoo.’ We laughed. She thanked me and we settled in for the reading. At the end of the reading, I said, ‘I hope you enjoyed the reading.’ She thanked me again and proceeded to give me her earrings. I could not believe it. I tried to give them back. Isn’t that what we givers do? We have a hard time receiving at times.
Givers put yourself in situations to receive. It will keep the balance.
Spirit is always right on time. While writing this blog, I have been speaking with a friend through private messenger. She updated me on her loved one’s health and that she had been handling it on her own for quite some time. I was able to remind her that it is OK to receive. Of course, she knows this. But sometimes, we givers, need a little nudge to be reminded.
Magic is everywhere! We are living on a planet in the middle of a solar system.
Blessings of Peace, Joy, Love and Light
I’m not a big one for New Year resolutions. More times than not it’s a setup for not accomplishing something. I have made big promises for the new year in the past – lose weight, quit smoking, stop the doormat syndrome – not to be achieved.
When you decide to do something, do you wait for the new year to put it in motion? No, no you do not. At least, I do not. I have been known to say, ‘Monday is the best day to start.’ And for me it is. I finally lost the weight and quit smoking many years ago, all to be started on a Monday.
Backstory: A friend and I have been trying to make the effort to start walking later in the day. We spoke about it a couple of times and really made the push to start last week. It turned out we had other tasks to accomplish and for a couple of days the weather kept us in. She suggested we start on Monday and I agreed. I wondered if she has the same mindset as I.
One thing that really bugs me is when people are not respectful when I voice an opinion about something. It’s always a one-upmanship – this is the better way because I know more than you and therefore you do not know anything.
When I calm down and look a little deeper, I realize that it is not me, but where these people live. I can either rise above it, in which I am a forgiving person and normally let these types of things go, or I can remove myself from the situation.
Of course, this gives me the opportunity to look at the changes I can make in my life and then implement them, regardless of when it is – the new year or a Monday. However, it is best to set yourself up for success, do whatever it takes to make the change.
Happy New Year!
Peace, Joy, Love and Light
This holiday season I did the usual by going out and looking at the lights. I love doing that. I will never get sick of it. Lights bring happiness and joy to my heart. I went about snapping pics of decorated homes in the Spiritualist Camp and posting them on my Facebook page. The best was of three alien beings with lights about them. A message underneath read: ‘Merry Christmas.’
That pic got the most likes with 20 and it reached 130 on Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp – Mayberry It Is. While we are on the subject, I believe aliens do exist. They travel about us and in our ‘dreams.’
Just the other day I heard something on YouTube about how the president knows aliens exist because he has spoken with them. Trust me when I say, I do not believe everything I hear; however, I believe there is always a small truth in there somewhere.
Backstory: A medium in the Camp, who is on the higher side of life, said he could hear the hum of the spacecraft that was above his Cassadaga home. Consequently, over the entire Camp. He heard the hum almost every night. I believed him.
I have a friend who says she can call aliens in and has done so on many of occasions. Fascinating, right? I cannot tell you how many times I have begged her to have a gathering to accomplish the feat. If I recall correctly, she said she called in the spaceships in the sky while in her backyard. Oh, I can only dream of that gathering. I must call her again.
If Santa is real, he has got to be an alien. Seriously, who flies-through-the-air with the help of reindeer? What about the never-ending bag of toys and going up and down the chimney?
I had a teacher once who asked, ‘What if we are the aliens?’ Interesting concept. Before we really decide who are aliens and who are not, we must first define alien. Think about it.
Again, I do believe anything is possible. As you know, I have seen lots of phenomena happening in my office. It’s not a stretch for me to think aliens are walking among us – just like angels.
Peace, Joy, Love and Light
Finished the 8-week phenomenon circle this past week. Good times! There were four of us that sat for two hours weekly. Yes, the group was small, but it was huge.
The reason Spiritualist do phenomenon circles is to prove the continuity of life, and that we did!
When I opened the door to Slater House in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp, I greeted Mrs. Slater. Each time I set the room with sage and prayers. I bought a trumpet earlier this year for the phenomenon circle that was to start in March. Spirit time! In between then and the start of circle, I was gifted another trumpet. Just in case you are wondering, it is not the kind of trumpet you play; mine are silver and have three circular cones that collapse inside of one another. At the bottom of one of the trumpets is glow-in-the-dark band. We took turns bringing flowers in water to assist with raising the vibration. We sat in the dark with red lights turned low. A couple of times we saw the trumpet grow taller and one time it looked like it was going to fall but did not.
We saw spirit lights all over the place every single time we met. They danced on the floor and ceiling. I could see them on my chest when I looked downward. We decided it could be pixies and fairies since the Fairy Trail is right next to the Slater House. I sat in one of the comfy chairs and pulled the other one alongside of it. Most weeks a little girl sat in it. I did not see her, but everyone else could. She wore a white frilly dress with socks and shoes. One time I was told she was looking right at me. I turned and said, ‘hello.’ Then there was the parade of spirits up against the wall that was seen weekly by one of the participants. I could see them as well.
Yes, we heard raps and knocks. There were significant temperature changes several times, which is an indication of spirit presence. The lights would shine brighter and then lower. No, it was not the heat turning on and off. We thought of that. Trust me when I say, ‘It’s good to be a skeptic.’
Before we started that last night, I let the spirits know that we would not be back. They crowded in. We could see and sense them. The air was full. I think they loved to come around to hear our stories of other phenomenon that had occurred in our lives. When the energy lulled, we knew this time with spirit was ending – ‘til next time.
Peace, Joy, Love and Light
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.