Change is continuous. She decided to paint her floor an Autumn Blue. It still glows and is illumined. She brought in new rugs as well – different blues with gold and white stripes throughout the rectangular shape. The circular rug has blotches of turquoise, purple, gold and white, seemingly floating about. The energy has changed.
It took a few days to adjust. She started readings again. She felt her third eye and crown chakras gearing up for the reads. During her last reading, the client kept looking at her forehead. Finally, the medium asked, ‘What are you looking at? Is there something on my forehead?’ The client replied, ‘No, your forehead and crown chakra look golden.’ The medium felt it. It was surreal.
The next day another client came in. Same thing. This time toward the end of the reading the client said she resonated with the golden Egyptian busts of King Tut and Nefertiti that rest on the floor and look toward the reading chairs. In that instant a spark of white light, like lightening, flashed through the room. They both saw it. And then another flash. They sat in amazement.
After sharing the stories with her daughter, who sometimes does readings in the same space, the medium learned of another happening. During a reading, the string that controls the light and fan clicked as if someone was trying to switch it on or off, which got everyone’s attention.
Just before the full moon, she placed her crystals on the dashboard of her vehicle. That too changed the vibration of her place. They are still deciding where they want to be on the dresser top.
Also, she has four faux rocks that were once grey. They rest on the lawn in front of the building as to greet those who come in. Each has one word etched on them – LOVE, HOPE, FAITH, JOY. After someone painted black lines on them, she decided for a complete change. Bright colors – pink, turquoise, purple and yellow with gold colored lettering. When her friend was painting them, an energy blasted through her house. Upstairs her golf clubs were ‘dropped’ in the middle of her room. She said it shook her house for a moment.
Backstory: Those faux rocks once belonged to Rev. Ben Cox. He was quite the fella – white colored hair pulled back into a single ponytail. He wore gold wire rimmed glasses, which added to his intellectual persona.
On the way over to her friend’s house, she waited for another vehicle to cross the road. The driver insisted that she go first. As she drove by, she saw someone who looked exactly like her teacher and friend. It made her do a double take. She hoped he liked the change.
She decided change is inevitable. It can be embraced or not. It’s a choice.
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.