It’s been pounded into my head for years and I do believe in it on some level – Duality is in Everything. Makes sense, right? I had a thought the other day – duality is not needed to exist.
Yes, we have been taught there’s – good/less than good, more/less, the hero/the villain, the beginning and the end, which we all know there is no beginning or no end – only a continuation.
Imagine a moment in time where everyone is truly equal or just being in the state of oneness. We are one with other humans, animals, plants and minerals, all things alive. Yes, we are individuals, but what we do makes a difference to the whole.
They say by 2023 we should be well into The Aquarian Age, or Golden Age. It is about the ascension of thought, love, brotherhood, integrity and leaving behind power, control and the need for more money, which brings about power and control.
Knowing right from wrong – not everyone has the same definition of what is right and what is not because of social problems – the way someone was raised and in what culture, society. It makes sense that these types of energies are associated with the root chakra. The point is we can all relearn what is right and what is wrong. Is right and wrong duality? Why can’t it be thought of – he chose that, and she chose that. So what? Let it be.
Imagine everyone being on a higher level of consciousness – something I believe some have already achieved on this earth plane and others on the higher side of life. Imagine everyone on this earth plane being at this level, where peace and harmony are maintained.
Not having to want or need to be because it has already been attained. It’s time to unlearn everything you have been taught and rebuild your entire belief system, according to a post I saw on Twitter.
We must have destruction to come into something of a higher vibration, an ascension thought process, a higher consciousness.
It really comes down to free will. We have the freedom of choice. We choose where we live (in our minds). You can choose to live in the outdated, duality thought process, or you can choose to exist peacefully. Does everyone have to choose the latter for this to become reality?
Leaving you with this: “Duality is chaos- nonduality is bliss.” ― Bert McCoy.
Spirit Loves Baby Energy
I have to say it’s been quite interesting with energy as of late. Babies bring joy, love, laughter all kinds of high vibin’ energy.
Not too long ago I bought Royce, my 17-month-old grandson, a wood puzzle with each of the capital letters of the alphabet. When he comes for the day, I place his name in front of the puzzle. He loves it. We spell smaller words together from his books. When it’s time to leave, I pick up and there’s most times than not a letter missing.
The other day I noticed the letter ‘Y’ missing. I looked in all the usual spots – inside and behind things. The next time he visited I spelled his name out with a ‘Y’ on a square piece of paper. After I cleaned up, it appeared.
I hear you saying, ‘You didn’t look in the right place.’ Listen, I live in a small one-bedroom apartment, plus I’m neat and tidy.
Before the letter ‘Y,’ it was the letter ‘I.’ A friend took care of Royce recently in an upstairs apartment. When she brought the puzzle back, the letter ‘I’ was gone. I asked her for a week about it. She said she looked everywhere. I knew it was up there, somewhere – perhaps the ethers.
A week later, I was saying goodbye to a client when my friend came running in blurting out that she found the ‘I.’ She was giddy. She said it was in the threshold (the place between the screen door and wooden front door) and she had walked over that many times and it was never there. I said isn’t it cool, (phenomena). This happens to me every day. We chuckled.
To top that off, the next that went missing was the letter ‘W.’ I’m like it’ll show up eventually, always does. I took a road trip Friday to Tampa and back and did several short readings when I arrived home. I let the first client out. After the second reading, when I was showing the client out, I saw the ‘W’ (see the photos on my Facebook Page: Life in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp – Mayberry It Is or on Instagram LoriCarterMedium. It always surprises me, so I had to share the story with my clients. We laughed.
Again, I know what you’re saying – ‘You just missed that. It was tucked in there good.’ My response: ‘I have four placements in Virgo. I do not miss a thing.’
As of this writing, I am keeping track of the letters to see what Spirit would like to say. We have the letters ‘Y,’ ‘W,’ ‘I.’ I know for sure that the letters ‘J’ and ‘S’ went missing on other days. I’ll keep those in the mix!
Thank you, Spirit, for reminding me and others that you do exist.
Blessings of Peace and Love!
My favorite part of the holidays are the lights and decorations. It brings a light to me, a feeling of delight.
Before this mindset, the only time Christmas has been fun for me is when I was child, had children of a certain age and now a grandchild, although he has no idea what it’s all about yet.
Backstory: We used to take the kids out looking at lights and when we got home, presents would be under the tree and all that was left of the cookies and milk were crumbs. Magic, I say.
So, on a Friday night, I cruised the streets nearby with a friend and we enjoyed the show. We drove by one Lake Helen house and did a double take. The front yard was filled with angles – sheets, wings, white heads with halos. There’s got to be at least 20 or more. It was a little creepy at first. This year I noticed a manger with Mary and Joseph. There’s also a scripture on the side of the house. I have come to like it.
On the way to get the angel snapshot I saw a Santa and two reindeer on the rooftop of my favorite pizza joint in Lake Helen. Big fun! I decided at that point, I would have to get that photo too.
Last night we had the annual Candlelight Service in Colby Memorial Temple in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. There were several solo acts to include singers, a pianist and a harpist. The sing-along was fun and of course, I was one of the 15 or so mediums to give short readings to those who attended. And yes, the weather cooperated (40 something degrees). Really made me feel like it’s winter.
It’s been a beautiful winter here in Florida. I did spy some freezing temperatures for Christmas. Hoping it won’t dip for too long. Just made me think of my good old Wisconsin days of plugging in the car, running out to start the car, so it could get warm and then heading out 30 minutes later. I do not miss those days.
Not too long ago my adult daughter asked how we got the presents under the tree. She said she could never figure that out. My response: Magic.
Next year’s Christmas should be that much more fun since my grandson will be 2½ years old. Good times!
I AM. . .
‘a million different people from one day to the next’ is how I feel at times. The lyric is from “Bitter Sweet Symphony” by The Verve.
Some of us wear many caps in this world. When I think about who I potentially AM, I AM a woman, sister, daughter, mother, grammy, writer, journalist, psychic medium, teacher, friend. . .
The labels we give ourselves do fit in our lives; they work. It’s what they have always been and always will be. Do these labels define us?
The reason I bring up labels is because I was somewhat annoyed recently when I stepped out of my neighborhood for a night out. I’m constantly being told by my daughter and a few others that I need to get out.
So, I went to this social gathering of witches. I must admit I was a little skeptical of the ‘label’ put on this gathering.
Backstory: I went to a meetup years ago. It was a witch gathering of some sort. I thought some, not myself, might think a psychic medium is a witch. Once there, I heard these people talking about hexes and curses and how to do this and that. I put my white light up, ate and promptly left.
And so, I go to this witch gathering hoping this is not what it will be. There were about 20 people there. We went around the room to introduce ourselves. More than a handful called themselves witches. The host plugged upcoming events. I did not realize this was to be a marketing/business meeting. Again, I’m out.
A witch by one definition online: ‘A person thought to have magic powers, especially evil ones, popularly depicted as a woman wearing a black cloak and pointed hat and flying on a broomstick.’ What a hoot! Look at all those labels.
If you’ve been following this blog, you know my go-to is ‘we are all powerful spiritual beings.’ Yes, this too, is a label.
Maybe, just maybe, it’s time for all of us to just be.
The ‘Eyes’ Have It
So, it’s always been a thing with me – my eyes, especially since I became aware that I am a clairvoyant.
Backstory: About eight years ago, I thought I had a case of pink eye and later found that I had dry eye and blepharitis, both controlled with proper cleansing. My optometrist chuckled when I mentioned I’m a clairvoyant and had concerns.
Do we see with our eyes or brain? I looked it up. When light hits the retina, cells turn the light into electrical signals. The signals travel from the retina through the optic nerve to the brain, which turns the signals into images we see.
A few weeks back I saw that same optometrist and learned that my cataracts were ready to come out. I could do it this year or next year. I decided now would be best. Macular degeneration was evident, but not progressing. My doctor also squashed any concerns I had about seeing Spirit. He said I would see Spirit more clearly.
I had the discussion with a close friend about the degeneration, and we joked that I’d still be able to do my readings since I don’t need my sight for that. It’s true on some level; however, I also see Spirit with my physical eyes, or perhaps the reflection of the light from Spirit, according to the above, which would mean that I would still be seeing it with my brain. Interesting to ponder here.
I had my second cataract removed a few days ago. A friend drove. When I got out of the procedure, I said, ‘Stop.’ I looked at her. My friend was like ‘What?’ I said, ‘I still see Spirit.’ We laughed.
It has always been taught there are two types of clairvoyance – subjective and objective. Subjective is seeing in the mind’s eye and objective is seeing physically – like we see one another in the 3D world. Now, I’m pondering if there is a difference?
Check with me next week. Wait, what is time? Don’t even get me started on the pineal gland.
Incidentally, I do see Spirit more clearly.
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.