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Being a psychic medium. The more you do the more your gifts evolve.
I am a seer, I see, feel, know and hear. During readings, I allow Spirit to come in the way it chooses. Backstory: My clairsentience came out into the physical. When Spirits took their own lives, my hand now became a gun, or my hand would come up around my neck. One time I started a public reading and nearly choked on a cough – the person in Spirit had throat cancer. My latest happenings: I did a reading recently and gave point on details about a client’s recurring dream. Wild! To top that one, the other day I gave a reading – saw a revolver and a police officer. The information didn’t resonate with the client. Moments later she shared that her husband of 40 some years, just knew he had a past life as a police officer and was shot. Double Wild! Love me some past lives. Do you know any of yours? Think about it. Where have you been in your dreams? Where do you really really want to go? You don’t know why but you do. I know I’ve been a reporter in a previous life. In a couple of dreams, I was in India. First in a cave protecting someone and I was shot, not sure if I died then, and another time I was picking through colorful sarees with other women. I just knew I had to go to Costa Rica. Before even thinking of traveling there, I knew that I had to live there. When I finally visited, I loved it. Someday, if it’s in the grand design of things, I will live there at least part-time. When your gifts evolve, consider that your guides have changed. It can sometimes throw you for a loop. No worries. Just calmly accept your new guides and gifts. Once you do, there’s more to come. Blessings of Peace and Love!
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Signs that you need a vacation:
1. The maintenance worker is weed whacking and then blowing the left behind material up and down the street, as if the wind isn’t going to move the particles. 2. You randomly become a comedian to the person watching you pace your porch waiting for the humming and buzzing to stop, so you can finish your YouTube videos. 3. Super excited to get your oil changed and tires rotated because you’re one step closer to hitting the road. Then you have to wait two hours because the guy broke a tire stud. 4. Waiting to hear from your daughter that it’s OK for her son, my grandson, to spend one last night at my place before my vacation. 5. Wondering if you should mop the floors before you leave, so you come back to a clean house. 6. Making that last dollar to pay your rent for next month, so you don’t have to worry about it when you get back two days before it’s due. 7. You notice you have a farmer’s tan and then realize that you haven’t spent alone time lying on the beach for 18 months or more. 8. You don’t have the energy to stave off unwanted vibrations for your evolution. You begin to take on more vibrations that do not belong to you; hence, critical of situations that do not change. 9. I’m tired of people not knowing who I truly am and not caring enough to find out. On the flip side: Those who read this blog know by now what the flip side truly is. It’s one word. The first to post the correct answer gets a free reading. 1. The maintenance worker noticed that I came in and out of my home and paced the porch. He also noticed I was standing there watching. Once done, he looked my way. I shot him the peace sign. 2. Had some great laughs and a couple fist bumps with the person watching me. 3. Oil change and tire rotation – check. 4. It’s a one-week vacation. My grandson will not forget me – FaceTime and Skype. 5. Clean floors – who cares? 6. Next month’s rent – check. 7. Sunblock bought. 8. ‘Summer breeze makes me feel fine . . .’ 9. Hanging out with friends who have known me since childhood. No need to explain anything. They know. Honestly, now that I’m nearly finished writing this blog, I feel just a bit lighter. The 5 ½ hour road trip to a little bit of paradise 24/7 for a week: Priceless. I do realize that I really need to start carving out a little alone time in a peaceful setting. I did see the Letter ‘I’ in sky in the midst of writing this blog. It’s OK to put ourselves first sometimes. Blessings of Peace and Love For a period of time, my grandson, Royce, had been waking up upset in the middle of the night. Sure, there could have been many reasons behind it – one was a bear. Of course, everyone was concerned about it.
I told my daughter one day – ‘shut that closet door.’ She looked at me like what? Who knows what she really thought. Contrary to what one believes, she and I do our best to psychically stay out of one another’s business. Backstory: I recall Spirit coming out of my closet door when I was a youngster. I saw black figures walking around my room. My parents said no I did not – that it must have been a dream. Thankfully, when it came to be my turn as a parent, we decided that what our daughter was seeing and experiencing were truth. And so, my daughter, Sydney, got busy changing the energy in Royce’s room and ultimately her home. She bought new bed coverings, the ones he picked out. She painted the walls yellow, orange and red -- again, colors he picked out. One day, when she had just finished the yellow and the orange, I said to Royce that he should see his new walls. He ran to the door, which was closed, and then went into to his sister’s room. He loudly said, ‘Where are you?’ I said to my daughter, ‘Did you hear that? There’s something else going on here.’ It’s when my daughter decided to do a house cleansing. She had been thinking about it for a period of time. When she was at her office in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp, she picked up the supplies – sage, bells and candles. She used gold candles because she views the color as true love. At home, Sydney opened the doors and windows. She used bells and gave a tiny bell to Royce. He still has it. Bells break up energy, so it helps keep little ones safe who aren’t really used to protecting themselves. She also used blue sage to clear the house and then rosemary sage to invite family to stay. Yes, this may seem a little exaggerated for a little guy who will be turning 3 at the end of July. It is not. This child is gifted beyond his years; it is quite remarkable the words and sentences that come out of his mouth. Yes, I am his grandmother and would think this. I have heard people comment as we are walking by. He is a little man already. So far, it seems to have worked. No more issues. If there are, my daughter knows what to do. I was not physically there for the house cleansing. You can bet your last dollar that my energy was definitely there. A house cleansing always does a home good. Just the other day when I was sitting with my daughter and granddaughter in the playroom, my daughter noticed a ladybug, which told us that yes, good energy resides here. What a formidable sign! Blessings of Peace and Love! I have this fabulous large round carpet in the front room near my reading chairs. It’s an abstract with various shades of turquoise and purple with a couple of splats of bright gold/orange. I found it online while on vacation several years ago.
It arrived shortly after I got home. I had to wait for my floors to completely dry before I put it down. The floors were a bright blue, Autumn Sky, – they glowed for months. It wasn’t too long, and I noticed a woman’s face with a scarf covering her head. It reminded me of a crone, although she is not ugly, but a cute little lady. I do believe she is a seer. I couldn’t wait to show my daughter. ‘Look, do you see it?’ She did and was a little spooked by it. I wondered if she was one of my guides helping to do readings. A few months later, I saw a gentleman come up behind her and to her side. He’s bald and has a mustache. He looks like he’s wearing an old-time suit. This time my daughter said she could not see him, or maybe she chose not to. About a month ago now I changed my front room around and had my daughter take the rug to her place, so it could be washed. Nothing odd happened at her place, but my son-in-law was ready to see it go. I drove around with it in my front seat for a while. I like the blue floors. Eventually, I brought it back in. Yes, the crone is still there. I feel like she could be a Sally or Betty. And the man is still there, too. I invited a friend in to take a look. He saw. In fact, he saw what he thought was one of his guides. The more I looked, the more appeared. Listen, I know my guides and yes, they have changed over time as I have grown. I pondered as I saw what looked like a Buddha. I did just add a large red Buddha statue and a Buddha head to my area. Everyone knows I’m a writer. I can think of lots of reasons as to why this is happening. It finally occurred to me that perhaps these could be the loved ones of those I’ve done readings for in the past, or even future readings. Wouldn’t that be wild? Or maybe, just maybe I should say a prayer to release these entities from my carpet. I would surely miss them. There’s a great energy in my place. I am a tiny bit partial. I’ll wait to see what else comes about. Every time I look something new appears. I have experienced quite a bit in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp since moving to Mayberry, not just in the place I’ve been residing in for nearly seven years, but in every place I have lived. When it comes to phenomena, something that is observed and cannot be explained, I love it! I wonder if one has to be a clairvoyant to see them. Again, welcome to Magic Carpet Ride. Blessings of Peace and Love P.S. By the way, those faces were not there when the rug first arrived. I would’ve notice that type of thing, pronto. |
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