Isn’t the easiest to swallow. However, we are all going to succumb to it at one time or another. It’s the toughest for those left behind. It’s one thing if death comes at old age, but another when younger people leave.
I have had the pleasure of meeting some pretty awesome people, people who come in for readings because they wonder how loved ones are doing on the higher side of life. Ultimately, they wonder where they are going someday.
Miscarriages are a big one. I truly believe these little ones, and perhaps up to a certain age, are Ascended Masters. I believe that they have mastered life with carnations over and over again. Perhaps, all they really needed was to feel a mother’s love.
Taking one’s life has been frowned upon since the beginning of time.
Backstory: I had two friends take their own life. It’s tough because you don’t really know what’s going on with them and why they did it. You wished you knew, so that maybe you could’ve helped in some way.
Here in the last couple of years I can see why people take their life, not that this is something I would ever do. I like the food and music way too much. Let’s not forget about family too.
A lot of times, I feel that people who take their life could be empaths, taking on energies of others, and not even realizing what is going on. There’s a lot going on in this world and some just cannot handle it. I do not believe these people burn in hell for eternity. Maybe, they had been burning in hell for eternity already.
Death, of course, doesn’t always mean a physical death. There could be a death of habits, a death of a way of being, a death to the old to bring in the new, a death . . .
As a Spiritualist, I believe we continue after so-called death. What is your belief system? If you don’t know, study other religions and cultures. Decide what’s best for you.
I have had two friends recently leave the earth plane. Neither has visited as of yet. I’m hoping to see them soon. It’s always a comfort. Seeing is Believing. Yes, be sad for your loss. Celebrate the life that was and continues to be.
I look forward to hanging out with my family and friends on the higher side when it’s my time. For now, I will Celebrate Life!
Blessings of Peace and Love!
It is a sure sign that Spirit is up to shenanigans! I have been teaching two online intuition development classes weekly for some time now.
As you can see in the photograph, Spirit was having a good time. I had eight in class and the one square on top is normal. The person in class must sit back in her chair, so the only time we see her face is when it’s her turn to speak.
The bottom square has beautifully colored lines. I saw it instead of the student for the whole two-hour class. I mentioned it and asked if anyone else could see her. Apparently, everyone could, but me. A couple of students did see the beautifully colored lines sporadically. I love that!
(If you don’t see the photograph, go to my Facebook Fan Page ‘Life in
Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp – Mayberry It Is’).
Backstory: Before I started my in-person phenomenon circle, I made an effort to meet with participants electronically. When the last student signed on, an echo beyond all echoes ensued. The meeting lasted about two minutes.
During online classes, we keep our microphones silenced unless we are speaking.
In my intermediate/advance class, every time one student went to give her psychic and mediumistic information, I heard a continuous noise. It sounded like a printer printing. The next time Morse Code. I asked the class. They heard it too. She did not.
To be true phenomenon, more than one person must see or hear it.
This past week Spirit did not disappoint. It was cute because at first everything was perfect and I had to say something, as if Spirit needed a little egging on. I saw them in my back room, swirling about and told the students.
One student’s square came through with fragmented pixels, but yet was perfectly fine at the beginning and toward the end of class. In the middle of class, balloons came up in one of the squares where a student just completed giving a short reading to another, as if Spirit applauded the effort.
The woman who was to be in the square that showed the beautifully colored lines came to class momentarily this past week. She shared that her father had recently passed away. Her sister sent her a QR code. When she clicked it, there was a recording of her father’s voice. Right after that, she hopped in her car, turned on the radio and her father’s voice channeled through it. Phenomenal!
Granted there weren’t two people who heard it. Does it really matter? No, no it does not. It happened. It’s true.
I’ve Seen and Heard Some Weird Shit!
Hope you have or will too!
Pants on fire. Wouldn’t it be great if those who were not telling the truth had their pants catch on fire.
To know me, is to love me. I will not tell a lie. I can’t. It’s not in me. Okay, I will cop to the ‘I love your new shoes’ or ‘I love your new top.’ But when it comes to real-life situations, if you don’t want the truth, don’t ask me.
Pot stirrers are the worst. Oh, I’m sure I’ve been there one time or another, especially when I was younger. The other day someone said to me that another person said that it was Lori Carter’s fault, it’s all her doing.
Does it bother you when other people lie about you? It’s one thing to not care what other people think about you, but to spread rumors that are not true is totally uncalled for. Perception is a bitch.
So, I called the acquaintance in which I’ve known for many years, left a message for him to call me back and when he did not, I called again the next day and left a message to remind him that he knows full well the situation in question was not my doing. It was he, himself, who crossed the line. To take the spotlight off of himself, he placed blame elsewhere.
Is this what humanity has come to? Apparently, yes. And it has been this way for a very long time. I just never noticed – living in my own world, keeping to myself for the most part and continuing to do my best, regardless of the circumstance.
Backstory: Speaking to another acquaintance the other day, I asked do people treat each other like this everywhere? She said no, it’s different in other places. People are not like this.
Well, that was an eye-opener of sorts. I’ve known for some time that I have not found my tribe. Yes, I have a few here and there – one, thousands of miles away and it’s cold. Perhaps, I should look just a little bit more – adventure out more.
Here’s a good one: Let’s sweep it under the carpet, no one will notice. Sweeping = Cover-ups. I guess this is just the way the world is going to be now. I won’t buy into it.
As for that acquaintance, I did tell him to stop talking about me. Maybe, I just need to stop caring, or better yet, maybe I should walk around with a fire extinguisher (lol).
From changing your mood. But with the right person. As if the universe would send me someone not quite right (lol). Reminder: I am in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp.
I went to sign in on the whiteboard for walk-in appointments the other day at the Camp’s Bookstore. I saw a couple of peeps I hadn’t seen in a few, so I decided as I walked back from the Welcome Center, I was going to get a hug.
I said, ‘Give Me a Hug.’ Her blue eyes danced as she laughed. We hugged and she said that I was not going to believe this but we, she and a cohort, were just talking about who they would allow in their energy for a hug. Love the Synchronicity! I got a hug from the other woman and then a third from the first.
Backstory: I first met that two-hugging friend years ago. We just were not ‘huggy’ friends until about two years into getting to know one another. I said, ‘Give Me a Hug.’ I swear I heard her say to me: ‘Finally.’ It takes me a while to let people in.
When I mentioned it to her the other day, she did not recall that. Maybe I just heard what she was thinking. It happens.
We chatted about our grandkids and she shared the story as to how her grandson caught his leg between the metal bars of his bed. It was either call the fire department or cut him out herself with a saw. The latter worked. I said crazy my grandson wouldn’t go to sleep and he got his foot stuck between two wooden pieces but we were able to get it out. And then she shared another story that’s not sharable here (lol). We laughed and laughed.
Somehow it came to my mind to share a story about this person I see at the gym and this funny little noise I hear when he’s around. It kind of sounds like something R2-D2 would say. Once, there were six or seven people in an area of the gym and everyone heard it to include him. So, I walked by him the other day and I heard it. I know, I know I should have turned around and asked him if he heard that. Can you imagine? (lol) My friend tried to explain it away. I said, ‘No, it was an otherworldly sound.’ More laughter ensued.
Before leaving the Bookstore, I picked my stone for the day. It read ‘Hugs & Kisses’ – love it!
You know, I shared with my Wednesday night online class and with whomever will listen: ‘Don’t put me on a pedestal because I’m a medium. I won’t let you. I’m a regular person, a Spirit having a human experience, just like you!’
Go ahead, strike up a conversation, just for the sake of it!
Blessings of Peace and Love!
I’m an adventure grandma. I took my grandson to the Barberville Yard Art Emporium not too long ago. There’s gigantic yard art and he loved it. He took a shine to a tiny glass turtle that’s shell had multiple colors on it. I had a vision that the turtle would break.
I thought about it and looked around for wooden pieces. There was a sea turtle on a log made of wood. I went with the tiny turtle instead. We got home. He took his nap with it and couldn’t wait to show mommy and daddy. He dropped it in the process of showing, and it broke. The little guy, just over 2, said over and over again, ‘I broke it.’ I felt bad. We said we would get glue and fix it.
The next day I decided to drive the 20 minutes to get another one. I stopped to get a hot chai tea. I was minding my own business and having a fabulous day. About 10 minutes into my drive, the lid came off my drink. Thankfully, I spilled only a little on me. I fixed it and then five minutes from the place the lid came off again and it went everywhere. I thought, ‘Girl, why are you messing with the natural order of things.’
I was determined. Once there, I got myself cleaned up. I bought two tiny turtles and the sea turtle on the log. Of course, when I gave them to my grandson, he was happy. He accidentally broke one of the turtles a day or two later and the third one is still in one piece. Glue, we need glue. The wooden one sits on the fireplace mantel.
Funny how I should’ve known better to go against the natural order of things. First, I saw that it would break; second, he broke it; finally, I went to get a new one, which broke again. I will not be repeating that cycle again, said every grandma out there (lol).
Another sign: I spilled my hot chai. I had been drinking way too many of those lately and I knew I should quit. Ha. A week or so after the big spillage, I went to get a chai, which was not the first since the spill. While I waited, I thought of it. When I glanced at the cup, I saw the lid was not tightly on. Interesting that the thought occurred to me at that moment. Was it because of the one time, or did I know?
Oh, here’s a good one. My daughter hosted Thanksgiving again this year. It’s always a fabulous time. I was at the house the day before. She was preparing the homemade macaroni and cheese. I saw the shredded cheese and took a bite. I said to apparently deaf ears, ‘This is spicy.’
When I arrived the next day, I learned that my daughter baked that macaroni and cheese, tasted it and said it was too spicy. She was at the store for more cheese, so she could make it again.
I love the little glimpses I get in life. Do I always follow them? Obviously not – turtle anyone, although I’m impressed with seeing the lid off. I’m sure some of you have had little glimpses – seeing, knowing, hearing, feeling, smelling. Embrace them!
Blessings of Peace and Love!
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.