Thursday, I decided to do a special card draw for my YouTube Channel, From the Ethers. I wasn’t sure what deck to use, so I grabbed my regular Fortune Telling Destiny Cards, which can be a little brutal at times, and Spirit Oracle Guidance Cards.
I was in a bit of a hurry because I was heading over to my daughter’s for a fun-filled family holiday. I started with my regular deck – and several cards kept falling out, not just one.
In one group: the 7 of Hearts – ‘warns of a quarrel between any two people who love each other. Guard against words spoken in anger – they may cause a permanent break. Use constructive methods to mend a relationship.’
And the 7 of Clubs – ‘is a card of caution. It warns that plans may topple due to an unstable effort, carelessness and indifference. Do not announce success prematurely, it may be illusionary.’
I’m like yipes! Those sounded like perfect scenarios for Thanksgiving. LOL. I chose to use the other deck. On the way to my daughter’s, I told myself just to be quiet, no matter what. Enjoy the company. Enjoy the food. Laugh it up.
I arrived. The turkey was cooking, although not in the planned smoker. I was told to be quiet by my daughter-in-law. I spilled on my card draws. We laughed it up.
My son-in-law was deciding how the vehicles should be parked. My daughter assisted in the conversation. I’m still not sure how seven, no wait eight cars got crammed into that space. Ingenious.
My daughter-in-law cooked the brie, which was in homemade bread. She wanted to add some cranberry sauce and could not get the can opener to work. My daughter took the handheld contraption that worked but took quite a while to getter done. I said it reminds me when I shopped for mine. The customer service rep asked me what kind I wanted because there were plenty to choose from. My response: ‘One that works.’
A few minutes later my daughter-in-law was busy doing something on her phone and then announced to my daughter that an electric can opener would be delivered to her door in a matter of days. We laughed.
No matter what arose we laughed it up and had a fabulous time. Backing out of my parking space was another story. Thankful for my daughter who received my mother’s backing skills. Whew!
Hope everyone else had a fabulous time too!
Have you ever lost years of your life – wondered what happened to you during those years?
I have. I believe I am a walk-in. Walk-ins are when one soul no longer can grow in the incarnation they are in, so they work with another soul to take over.
Backstory: When I was in my late teens, early 20s, life wasn’t the easiest. I thought for one moment to end my life. Years later, I moved to Florida and don’t really recall a lot of my childhood. I used to wonder if I blocked it out because of the verbal, emotional and physical abuse. It was not.
I believe when you are a walk-in, your body still resonates with who you once were – psychometry of sorts. The body remembers some things from the past.
As I mulled over this blog, I spoke with a friend about it. She called it Jump-Ins. She told me of a friend she had and that while in middle school, her family had loads of money. Her freshman year in high school, her father lost it all. Later in life my friend talked with her friend, and she could not remember her high school years. Did she block it out? Or did she allow another soul to take over for those years and then later came back for the rest of her life? I thought the latter to be an interesting concept. I never once thought that one could come back into his or her body after he or she had been gone for years.
I told my 20-to-25-year-old daughter one time that I was a walk-in. She agreed. I was blown away. I asked when? Surely, she didn’t know of my younger experience. She said after my dad, her grandfather, had died, I was never the same.
If it can happen once, it can happen again. Now, that I have thought about it a little more what if it’s just you are spending time outside of your body, not being grounded. Could it be?
If you have lost years of your life, the walk-in concept may be something for you to investigate.
Blessings of Peace and Love!
Yes, it can happen. I was so sad the other day that I made it rain.
Outgrowing your circle of people is not the easiest. There’s a lot of cleansing going on, healing to the core. It’s a death of sorts – leaving people behind. It’s not easy. However, it is better than staying stagnant in energy that no longer suits you.
As I released, I realized how Spirit had been showing me all along, showing me who is to be in my life and not. During the height of my cleansing and healing it poured rain.
Backstory: My daughter told me years ago that at times, she makes it rain. I’m like probably – cancer, cancer rising. I thought it odd and then one time I was so sad that I believed I made it rain, too.
When you are growing to another spiritual plateau, some people do not like it. They want you to stay the way you were. Don’t revert. Continue your journey – those who are to come along will while others will fall away.
Again, not everyone must go – some people get to stay in which I am thankful and grateful for. But others must go so that you are able to continue your evolution, to do the next best thing for yourself and humanity.
It’s not selfish to take care of you. We must. Who else will? Friends who are real friends will – those who are there for you no matter what. Old friends are true friends. You know those people you don’t talk with for months and then get back in touch as if time never passed. Those people are real friends. They get to stay.
Change can be daunting. Don’t allow it to change your mind. You have the power and strength to move forward. And just in case one needs a little sign – look for it. Sure enough, circling vultures appeared at the exact right moment for me. The message of circling vultures: Change.
Hang on baby. Take the ride. You got this!
The other morning, I was at the gym. I did my weights and was just about done with the elliptical when I looked down for my water bottle. It wasn’t there. I’m like what the heck, so I looked toward the last machine I was on to see if it could be seen, nothing. I looked down again and voilà it reappeared. As you can see from the photograph, it cannot be missed (see photo on Facebook: Life in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp – Mayberry It Is).
Did I move it with my mind or did Spirit move it?
I decided to chat with one my students about this phenomenon. She shared a similar experience. One time she and her son wrote down the names of their chickens – 21 in all. Afterward, they counted 19 names several times and wondered which ones were missing. They went so far as to go out and count the chickens, still 21. When they got back inside, there were now 21 names on that sheet of paper, no longer 19.
And to go even deeper, the other day I was having healing moments for about three to four hours. After I stopped crying, although tears still spilled from my eyes, I caught a glimpse of someone sitting in the entrance of the breezeway. I felt it to be the energy of someone I knew. As I got closer, I saw a familiar forearm. It was supposedly someone else. They had the same vibe, the same smile. When our eyes met, I knew exactly who it was, and they knew that I knew who they were. You cannot get much past a psychic medium.
According to key points of a 2021 article written in Psychology Today, humans use more than 10 percent of their brains, but not even close to 100 percent; animal studies have found that “20 percent of neurons studied serve no identifiable purpose;” “some researchers have estimated that more than 60 percent of the brain consists of ‘neural dark matter,’ or neurons that have no apparent purpose and seem unresponsive to common stimuli.”
Near the end of the article, it stated that a study showed “77 percent of the visual neurons measured were doing something that seems useful,” but were not responding all the time.
That article confirms to me that there is more than meets the eye, more than some can even fathom.
So, yes that water bottle moved. And yes, there were 19 chicken names written on that sheet of paper and then 21. And yes, a person I know shapeshifted.
I truly believe as one evolves more is shown. Keep going if you dare.
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.