The Energy tonight is funky

Yes, I know that it has been a long time since I have written. Life has been interesting. But I am back. Today I got up like everyone else. Ran my errands, went shopping getting ready for the up coming week. I took my oldest son to the dollar movie this evening. When we walked out... The sky was darkened with huge ominous storm clouds, they hung so low I could almost touch them. The wind whipped my hair in front of my eyes and I could smell the rain on the horizon. I looked over to my son and without a word he said "the air feels weird". Boy was that the understatement of the year. It felt like the dead were talking. The wind carrying their whispers. The energy is very over whelming and dark. Maybe a better word is sad. Why would the energy change from happy to sad in one hour and 40 minutes? The heaviness of the air was suffocating. You know when you are unsure of what is going on, one has the tendencies to reach out. So I reached out. I called my husband, no answer. I called my sister no answer, I called my son, no answer. I called my other son, no answer. You get the idea. I do not understand, why are the roads empty? Where are all of the people on a Saturday night? Why is no one answering their phones. All of this has left me a little off center. I took a deep breath and I grounded my self and got my center back. I then tried to call my mom. She picked up. Rejoicing and while secretly thinking, we are not the only surviving people on the planet. Yeah!!!! We passed all of the pleasantries that one does with her mother. I then asked her if the air was weird there? She said "Yes, it is Conference Priesthood meeting for the Mormon church". We both laughed. I knew the air was heavy. Have a wonderful evening.

I am back!!!!

Hi All, sorry for the absence. I have had a lot going on. I ended up very ill with pneumonia. Apparently it has been working on me for about 6 months until my body just gave up. I am still on the weak side but doing much better.

I hope this blog finds you well.

Well to get back into things. I have been lucky enough to meet a soul that is on a dual life path.

I was teaching a class of 30, Reiki and energy work. I began to cover auras and the basics of each person individual energy field. I showed the class ways to practice so they could see the energy field of their fellow class mates. One little gal had 2 complete and separate auras. I have never seen 2 separate auras. I have seen spirits and different energy but never 2 complete fields. As I did a personal reading on her I could see her now living her life and I could see a separate person living a parallel life. Not in the past or a previous life, but a parallel life. I have never seen this before.

I did some quick research on line and could not find anything except for different dimensions etc. This did not fit this situation. So I called a Yogi. She said that it is rumor that in this time of great change that some spirits are occupying 2 bodies and 2 lives so that their soul can learn what it needs quickly. She said that it is a theory , but no one has been able to verify. I told her that I saw it. I will verify. It was cool, I have never seen anything like it.

You are never alone

Have you ever sat back in ah of others? I have a tendency to sit back and judge myself by the accomplishments of others. I see these women that have accomplished so much. They raise 15 children, they are active in their church fulfilling many callings, they feed the homeless, they have started a business from scratch and now are making bundles of money, etc, etc.... I remember meeting with a woman with such great psychic powers and I have wonder what it would be like to be her.

It makes me feel very small and very unimportant.

Then I remind myself to take a step back. I have to evaluate my life and my accomplishments.

I have survived a very dysfunctional home. I raised 10 brothers and sisters. I have endured abuse at the hand of my mother and step father. I was the monster of their nightmares. With my birth came reality, responsibility and heart ache. Everyone and everything was more important than I was to anyone. I have never had anyone that I can trust or depend on. I was completely alone in a house hold of 12.

I still believe to this day that if I was not for my angels I would be dead. My angels raised me. In turn I raised my mother’s children from both marriages. Do you know not one of them will talk to me? My mother has convinced all of them that I am a monster. They are scared of me.

There are a lot of things that I could focus on and be depressed, just look at the world around us.

Count the many blessings in your life. If you can't find them ask someone around you. If they dont know ask your angels.

I remember when I was a teenager maybe 13 years old. I was exhausted. I had gone to school all day and then came home and did laundry, fixed dinner, cleaned the bathroom, did dishes and went to young women’s. Young women’s is a once a week meeting for girls between ages 12-18 to meet in a Mormon environment and have lessons about different religious subjects.

It was a beautiful lesson. At the end of the lesson my teacher handed out a book for each of us. I looked at the authors name and new that I would marry into that family. I went home and told my mother of my experience. She told me that there is no way to marry into this family because he only has daughters. I explained that I did not know how or why, but I will marry into his family.

Several years later, I would sneak into a dance club at the age of 16. You were required to be at least 18 and have identification to verify. For some reason I was never ID'd. If you saw me at age 16 you would have thought I was 12. I look very young for my years.

Any how I would go to the "Star Palace" every Thursday night for country dancing. One night I met this most amazing man. I did not know him; oh he was so handsome and funny. I have never heard anyone tell stories they way he did. I was gone, head over hills. I had never felt that way before, I just knew. He was the one.

I have to tell you I was very freaked out. My parents went through a bad divorce and here I am 16 and I knew. Over the years I had promised myself to never get married. You know the whole men are dogs’ thing. I was gone hook, line and sinker…

I never got a chance to meet him that night. Each week I would go dancing just to see him. I was too shy to introduce myself. He never once noticed me or talked to me.

One day after getting home from school, I received a phone call. "You do not know me" a deep voice said on the other end, "but I have noticed you and I would like to know you better. Do you have some free time tomorrow night"? "I have a truck and a tank of gas and I would like to take you out". I asked, "Who is this"? He laughed with the sexiest voice I have ever heard.

The next night came so quickly. I was so scared and excited at all the same time. He was so gorgeous and so kind, what a gentleman, he held open my door and always said thank you and please.... Ohhhhhhh heavy sigh. I was completely in love. 6 months later I married my sweetheart.

Would you believe, he was the nephew of the author of the book that I received 5 years earlier? I still feel in ahh of the wonderful man I was lucky enough to marry. He is my heart my everything.

I have nothing to envy, I am wonderful the way that I am. So are you. Thank you my angels for watching over me and guiding me.

The day and the life....

Last weekend I had a small women’s group over. As you see I am slowly coming out of the closet. I had invited likeminded people to just converse and speak freely about having special abilities. The rules are that you are safe and no judgment will be made.

We sat in my little living room which is now adorned with bookcases and books. I really should call it my library. Leather chairs and tables. Picture how Barnes and Noble use to look like. Very relaxing and calm environment. I had quite music playing in the back ground. I sat out water, crackers with cheese and chips with salsa. The scene was set.

As each lady arrived I did a personal Tarot reading. To be honest I am always amazed how close the readings come for each person and the things going on in their life.

Once we were a full group, I explained that I would like to set up a once a month meeting where people can come and discuss what is on their mind. I want the group to offer assistance, input or whatever is needed. This meeting was to cover the power of one person making a difference. The world is in turmoil and it is going to take likeminded people putting positive thoughts out into the collective to help heal society. I am not talking politics, I am talking human freedoms. No matter your belief system, we all need to open to positive thoughts about happiness, freedom and world peace.

I think that it is nice to have a support system.

During this meeting we focused on self awareness. I performed Reiki on each woman. I love Reiki, it is so calming and warm. It helps make you aware of yourself and address issues that have not come to the surface yet. By the end of the evening my arms were so hot, I had to sit on the cold front porch just to cool off. It is wonderful anytime that I get a chance to perform a Reiki treatment.

Within the next month I should have my second level Reiki training. I am so excited. I have the privilege of having a dear friend hand down the Reiki Symbol from a very old and honorable lineage. She is my Reiki Master. This woman is so amazing. What makes her so amazing is that she has no idea how intuitive that she is or how powerful her healing powers are. She gave me my first level Reiki attunement and certification. She told me that she was surprised how natural it was for me. What she did not understand is that if I could have one tenth of the healing power that she has I would be truly honored.

I think I let myself get over whelmed with the blog. For some reason I think that I have to write a novel or something. So I am giving myself a break. I will write what I feel when I feel it.

Make sure you meditate, stay focused and be open.

Autum is in the air

I love this time of year. I love to see the beautiful colors of fall. The harvest of pumpkins, fresh cut hay, leaves drifting down, and apples being made into pie, sauce, juice whatever your heart desire. Feeling the crisp clean air in your lungs is invigorating.

A few days ago it rained and rained cleaning the air. The air is clean, my car not so clean.

I ran around today doing all of the things that can’t be done during the work week. I got a massage at the massage school, went to breakfast with my dear girlfriend, washed my car, went to the pumpkin patch, and went to a charity fund raiser for "The Children’s Justice Center". I came home and put out bales of hay and put maybe 20 plus pumpkins through my yard. It looks wonderful.

This time of year means different things to different people. To me it is a mixed pot. I love autumn and the harvest. I also love the spiritual side of the pagan holiday, Day of the Dead or All Hallows Eve. The symbolism of the jack-o-lantern, the broom, the pointed hat of the witch, and the apple to name a few. These traditions have been around for a very long time. Hundreds of years they have been in place. Now Halloween is a time for children, joy, costumes and candy.

I recommend looking up the different symbols of Halloween. It is very interesting.

You know this is the time of year that my spirit seems to be at peace. Maybe it is because our loved ones that have passed away can come closer to our souls. Most people that I come into contact with say they love this time of year, it is so peaceful and starts the holiday season.

I think that your loved ones touch you, letting you know, on a different vibration, everything is going to be alright. There is a bigger plan. Have faith, they are watching over you. BOO!!

Meeting of the minds

Yesterday I went to lunch with 2 of my girlfriends. We went to a little Chinese place in downtown Provo. We haven't seen each other for months.

Hug, hug, kiss, kiss. We sat down and began to catch up on all of our life events. Her kids are doing this, my job is doing that and her husband is a good man. She went on vacation and her small son fall off the roof. What is your Chinese sign?

As I sat back and listened to my dear friends laugh and chat about the "spice of life" (the events that happen from day to day). I realized how wonderful it all is. LIFE. The ups and the downs. I could do this forever.

Chatting in our little booth, our food arrives. The food is beautiful. Truly feel blessed. Good food and good friends. Time flew by ever so quickly.

Before I knew it we randomly began talking about our gifts. One of my friends calls it her super power. Her super power is when she talks about a movie, within 3 days it will play on TV. My other girlfriends super power is she will think of a song and it will start playing on the radio. One of my super powers is to run into famous people.

We were laughing so hard. My stomach ached in pain as the muscle singed up with each giggle and outburst. I tried so hard not to laugh out loud, we all did. The flood gates broke all at the same time. A whirl wind of laughter came rushing out completely uncontrolled. People close to us began to join in. Before long it seemed that the entire restaurant was in the throes of laughter.

As I sat back and enjoyed the miracle of pure joy, I had a light bulb moment, how many people have the gift of a 6th sense. There are so many. They incorporate into their everyday life. No one seems to think much of it. Has our culture started to evolve to a higher vibration enough that things no longer make you different. No longer are you misunderstood. I have long believed that everyone has these same abilities in one shape or another. It kinda seems to me that they just deny these abilities.

I think the age of super powers is on us. Few recognize it, but many just expect it. How many times are you amazed when someone seems to know your thoughts? A friend calls you for lunch at a time in your life that you need a really good laugh. This was a true meeting of the minds. I recommended it.

Today was a good day in the psychic realm for me. As this time of year rolls around my heart longs for a mother’s love and understanding

I have a daughter. We are very close. We talk at least 3 times a day and usual many more times over the cell phone. She is away at school. She is very far away. I miss her.

I long for this same kind of relationship with my own mother. I do not understand why we cannot get a long and have fun and do things together. I know that she loves me in her sick twisted way. I also know that she hates me and thinks that I am a monster. I just miss what should have been. As an adult, I know all the psychology around it, but I think that my heart is kid like. I keep hoping that someday she will just love me. That she will love me like a normal person would love their daughter. Like, I love my daughter.

I have had several readings from a couple of different but talented women; they have all said the same thing. I did choose to come to this life and I choose my mother. Can you believe that I was that crazy in heaven to choose a childhood of torture? What was I thinking? I joke, but I truly wonder why I would do that to myself. Was I here for her to learn something from me? Was I placed there to help raise her children? Or was it to put in a place to receive my little family? I have to believe that there is a purpose. I could not handle it if there wasn't.

I know that I am meant to be here at this time and at this place. I have told one story how my angels saved me and my sisters from certain death. Here is a second story.

One day in my younger years, my mother had just divorced my father. We went into Salt Lake City or Ogden, I do not remember to visit one of her friends. Her friend had kids a little older than me and my younger sister. We were all bored, our mothers talked for what seemed like forever.

The kids of her friend asked their mother if they could take us over to the gas station across the street. She said yes, and then they asked my mother. My mother has always been a little over protective, they coxed her by saying that they go all of the time and it was very safe, to my surprise she said that we could go.

As we walked out of the door, we all were very excited and were chatting about what kind of candy we would buy. We walked a couple of blocks where we came to an 8 lane highway. It was a HIGHWAY!!! Safe!!! It is a highway!!! Whose brilliant idea was this? This is not across the street. I looked at my sister and I told her that we are not going to go. She was young and wanted to get her candy. They assured me that they do this all of the time and it is safe, you just have to run. At that they all took off and left behind on the other side of the highway.

I was young too, and did not like that I was left alone. They called for me to run. I wouldn't. A couple of the older kids ran back over to bring me over; they grabbed my hands and said to run. I ran. I passed the first 3 lanes, then 4, then 5, would you believe I fell flat on my face in the 6Th lane. I looked up, there was a gold color car heading right for me and all I could do is watch. The older kids ran to the side of the road. Everyone was yelling to get up, I couldn't move. I watched the other cars start to slam on their brakes; I could hear the squealing of their brakes. The car heading for me was not one of them. I do not know if the driver just did not see me or what, but he was not slowing down. I was frozen with fear. All I could think of was that I was going to get ran over and ... Before I could finish that thought, time slowed; I was picked up and carried to the safely to the other side. No I did not see anything, I do not remember floating, I just remember being safe and no one knew how I got to the side of road. I told them that my angels carried me and kept me safe.

With so much love and magic in the world it is astounding to me that people have a hard time believing. Some do not even believe in a higher power. How is that possible? You can feel the truth in your soul. We are all part of the greater collective.