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.

Angels amoung us

I apologize that I have not written for a while. I suffer from a small medical issue. For the last 8 days or so my legs have been very painful. It was all I could do to survive the day with pain killers and getting into bed.

For those that don't know me, I have MS.

Actually, it is a great story how I found out. It also leads to the story where I am today with my MS. About 6 years ago, I started to get really bad dizzy spells. I went to the doctor many times. They ran blood test after test. My doctor thought that the dizzy spells and the extreme exhaustions was a problem with my thyroid. After several times of hearing that everything is normal, I gave up and prayed for guidance.

The next day my dearest friend from St George, UT called. She asked if I could come down for the weekend. She said that she had been learning a new skill; she was learning to heal using Reiki. She wanted me to come down to St. George so that she could practice on me. I had no idea what Reiki was, but I trust her and said that I would.

For those of you that do not know what Reiki is, it is energy work that helps heal the body and spirit. The energy worker uses their hands to identify and adjust the chakras of the body. This is a very general description of Reiki.
If you have never had Reiki performed on you, I strongly recommend it. It is like getting a hug from the inside out. It is wonderful and very relaxing. Try it you may like it.

Anyhow, back to my story. I went to St. George. My friend had me lay on a massage table outside under the stars. I was thinking what heck is she going to do to me. Will admit I was a little nervous.
She never physically touched me. She held her hands a few inches above my body and move in a clockwise motion. In my mind I was thinking that this is very weird. So I decided that I would trust her, so I let go and relaxed and allowed her to do her thing.

Ok, I was a non-believer. To my surprise, I could tell where her hands were. I could feel the heat (energy) of her hands at different points of my body. It was amazing to me how wonderful it felt. She was new at this. Once she got to the base of my neck she stopped. I was lying on my stomach. She said that she was seeing and feeling something foreign. She did not know what it was. She did recommend that I have the doctor look there.

I did, I went to a different doctor and explained that I think that something is at the base of my neck. I was sent to have an MRI performed.
On my 40th Birthday the doctor had me come in for my results. She sat me and my husband down and explained that I have MS. They could see several lesions at the base of my brain. The doctor explained that all of the symptoms that I am having are all know symptoms of MS.

Can you believe it? After months and months of testing and they could not find anything. It took a different prospective for my diagnosis.
She was my little angel.

The angels sent her to me so that I can get on with my life. I go to St. George regularly to have Reiki done. My doctors told me that everyone diagnoses with MS around the same time as me are all in wheel chairs. I just suffer from time to time with pain in my legs and extreme exhaustion, but no one outside of family and friends know that I have MS. I love my family, friends and my angels for all of the love and support that they give me.

Angels work through people. All of us can be an angel to someone in need. Have you ever been going through your day and all of a sudden someone just pops into your mind. You act on it and call them. They tell you that you called at the perfect time, when they needed you. Or sometimes you just happen to say the right thing for someone that makes their whole day. This is angels working through you to help other people. Listen. They will guide you. Do not be afraid to ask for help. They love to help and are waiting for you to ask. Just ask.

Ghosts, Spirits, or Angels.

What is the difference? I have no idea. So lets start with what I know. There is dark energy and there is light energy. A smart person once said that once energy is in motion stays in motion.

I have never seen a ghost. I am not sure what a ghost looks like. I have seen dark and light energy. I see angels and I can see the light of spirits while watching over their loved ones. I have never seen a ghost.

People, yes the live ones leave energy prints all of the time. Have you ever walked into a house and you knew instantly something had happened in that home.

I remember I went with my mother to house that she was hired to clean. We walked in. Instantly, I could feel the energy. I asked the lady of the home. Did someone die here? She gave me a funny look and did not answer me. I looked at my mom and told her that a young man had committed suicide in that house. Some months later my mom did find out the teenage son had committed suicide in the home. You always know. Some people think it must be a ghost. It is an energy print. Trauma leaves energy prints.

My aunt was special niece to one of her aunts. One night we were sitting outside with the sun setting in the background. We were talking about scary stories. When I was little I would always ask people if they saw ghosts. My Aunt proceeded to tell me about her aunt. My mother and her siblings did not have a very stable childhood. I think that they were spread out amongst the relatives.

I think this is why they were so close. Before her favorite aunt passed away she promised to always watch over her. Once the aunt passed, every night a rocking chair in her room would rock. She said that in the beginning she would get up to check to see if the windows were open or for some reason why the rocking chair would rock. She was never able to find one. She just knew that it was her aunt watching over her. Later as she grew older the rocking chair was not as active. She must not have needed to be watched over as much. They watch and take care of us, until we do not need them any longer. Then they watch from a distance.

Stories like this always fascinated me.

I remember a time when my sister-in-law and I were hanging out. I had just given her and Angel music box. I was helping her decide where to put it in her bedroom. We were chatting and laughing. We were having a great time. She was in the corner of the room. She bent down, but as I watched, her shadow did not bend down the same time as she did. It delayed about a minute. Then the shadow bent down. I jumped up. It was a shadow. I have never seen anything like this before. I did not know what to make of it. It kind of scared me.

She did not see anything. We talked about it. It was nothing more than her energy print. Nothing scary, just took a minute to catch up. She was so happy, because I gave her this beautiful Angel. She has had a rough life. People do not usually do nice things for her randomly. I sure love her, she is a good person that does for so many.

I know that I have talked to many different people that claim to have seen ghosts. I guess I am one of the few that has not had the privilege. I have a dear friend that her and her husband have a camera that picks up on the energy of ghost. One day I may be brave enough to go with her to see if I will see ghost.

I really try to focus on the positive and light. Maybe that is why. Are ghost dark? Or the spirits I see are they ghost and I just do not know it? I guess time will tell.

Being young is such a glorious thing. When wondrous thing happens, you just chalk it up to magic. No questions, no concerns, just pure joy and understanding.

I remember a time playing in the basement. I was listening to music and just dancing around. My sister and a couple of friends were over. We decided that we would play the music (Classical) loud.

I know I am a dweeb. I love classical music, plays, ballets and many other culture related activities. My husband just rolls his eyes at me. What can I say I love it all. It feeds my soul with such joy and entertains my mind.

Anyhow, back to my story. We decided to turn up the music and shut our eyes. No one was to talk and we were just going to dance. Dance with your heart and no one would watch. This is one of my happy times in my life that I remember. As I danced, I went into a trance like state. All I knew was the music and the movement of my body. I felt completely carried away with the music. After a half hour or so, my feet left the ground. I was at the south end of the large basement. I felt myself floating and ended up on the north end of the basement. My eyes flung opened. I was in shock. What just happened to me? Was this even possible? I sat still, maybe no one noticed.

Before I knew it, my sister ran over to me. She asked how you got over to the other end of the basement so quickly. She said that she heard me dancing and then she could not hear my feet anymore. Oh my gosh, is this possible did this really happened? My friends ran over and asked where did you go? And how did you get over here?

I told them that I flew. Being kids, they all looked at me and said "Do it again". I tried and tried and I was not able to repeat it. How great are kids? They wanted to see it again. They just accepted it for what it was. I wish we could all be kid like and just enjoy each precious moment.

You may not believe me, but it was a wonderful day. In a dark basement a light grew and a little ballerina flew.

As I sit here I wonder what story I should post.

Sometimes my mind is blank. The stories that I remember are the extreme incidents. But it does not even come close to how many times a psychic vision happens. I do want to make it clear. This is a way of life for me. It happens every day all day. So I write the ones that I remember.

I once heard that the purest DNA lineage is from mother to daughter. I bring this up because I believe that gifts and abilities are handed down from parent to child.

As you have probably already guessed, yes my mother has abilities. But she will not acknowledge them. In her younger years I have seen her or should I say I have caught her.

I remember one time that she woke me in the middle of the night. She said that her Grandmother woke her. By the way, grandmother is dead. She said that all her grandmother would do is point. She pointed her out of her room. She then pointed her down the hall. She stood and pointed at the Mormon Temple picture (I gave the picture to my mother for Mother's Day, when I was 12, earned the money working for the book store). My mother could not understand why she looked so angry. My mom wanted to know what I thought, why was she angry and pointing to the temple. I said that she did not want her to go any more, ha ha. My mom said no, no, no, she is telling me that I need to go to the temple more often.

I guess will not know for a while. But spirits will give a message in the way for you to understand. If "MOM Scott" was telling my mother to go to the temple, my mother did not listen.

My sister-in-law had a dream where a wolf came to her to deliver her a message. This is the way that she could accept. My sister-in-law had made it very clear that if she saw a spirit that it would scare her. Now this was a number of years ago and things have changed. She is no longer scared to see spirits

We all grow as life and the experiences of life happen. Life changes our prospective changes.

When I am being told something I listen. No matter what form it comes in. I know what happens if you don't listen and it is never good. So, if you get a premonition - pay attention! You are being told a message for a reason. The Universe, your higher power, is guiding you. If you listen, you will see how guided everyday you are. The problem is this, people are taught to listen only one way.

There are many ways, visions, dreams, feelings, angels appear, angels talk in a spiritual language, sometimes they scream in your head. I have had times when my body reacts and feels sick. Your whole being and every sense are receptors for the guidance given to you, JUST LISTEN with your entire self.

I have to you quick story. I was just driving home from the gym. As I pulled up to my home, I noticed a Magpie in the drive way. Now that was not unusual. As I looked around there was a Magpie on the truck in the drive way. There was one on the garage roof, one on the front porch, one on the trash can, there ended up being over 23 Magpies all in one area and all surrounding me. OK, I will give that this is a little like the movie "The Birds", and I will admit that it did freak me out for a minute and then a warm, calm came over me and I knew that I was being given a message. I just did not understand. A few days later I went down to St George to visit my friend. I ran with her to this ladies house to pick up something. I sat on her couch and waited. I looked around and on the coffee table was a book called "Animal Speaks". I looked around, a little surprised that I was given a manual to look up the message. The Magpies have been plaguing my mind. I opened the book, there it was, my message. Magpies are of the Raven family. Magpies are highly intelligent birds. When they appear, they signify, new beginnings, rebirth spiritual, moving to the next level. WOW, messages come in all forms. I now watch the animals; they are messengers of the heavens.

Today was a great day.

I went to get a facial. I actually told the girl while she was doing my facial that she had the touch of Reiki. I answered a few questions about Reiki and what it was and what it does. Energy work. I told her that I do Reiki and why I do Reiki I have psychic visions. I also see auras, I gave her a little back ground and she was very intrigued. She was so excited and asked if I could see hers. I described the colors that I saw and explained that she has a good heart. It was quite clear that she did not believe me. So I did what I do best. I asked why she does not feel that she is a good person. She proceeded to let me know that she has had problems with the law. I asked why I see a certain animal associated with her. She has a friend that has a tattoo with that animal. I warned her that this friend cannot be trusted; she does not have your back. You need to distance yourself from her. I asked when she got in trouble was her friend involved. She said that she was.

I said that I knew that she was molested as a child and she has a lot of guilt and anger. This was not her fault. I don't think she realized that she never told me about being abused or molested. She feels like she is a bad person. I told her that just because she is different does not mean she is a bad person, look at me. I said “Honey, of all people I can see your spirit, your heart and the spirits around you. You are NOT a bad person". I offered to give her a free Reiki treatment. I left and was at the front desk paying she came out in the office gave me a hug.

Later that day one of my dearest friends called and I could tell that she is just a having a hard time. She kept saying that we were both in transitional places in our lives. I told her that I am feeling like I am in a better place than I have been in a while. I feel like things are finally falling into place. So I offered to help or send positive energy her way and bless her heart she does what she does best and she was trying to help me. Sometimes I just can see how conflicted she is and I have no way to express my concern or what I see. I guess I could best describe it as - she appears weighted down with chains and she has moved from the path that she was on. Something is way out of balance and I do not know why or how to help. So, I have to wait to be given the message of what to do. I told her how much I love her and promised to do an Angel protection for her.

I then went to my hair dresser place. I walked in, it felt so heavy. She looked totally drained. I have never seen her like that. I asked her what happened. She had no idea what I was talking about. So I told her. She then let me know that she was not feeling up to par. She mentioned that even her clients today were off. Just a rough day. I did a quick Reiki session on her. She said that it did help her feel better and I told her I would do Angel Protection for her as well.

I love days when just being in the right time and right place to lend some help or give an encouraging word and help someone have a little bit better of a day.

My friends joke, they call me a people collector. People just come to me. I love it, because I believe that they are brought to me for whatever reason and I try to give something to everyone. I smile at a stranger just to see a smile. I say hello, just to hear them recognize that I see them. My life journey is to touch as many people I can. If I can just make one person’s life better, then I have succeeded. I love days like this.

I got to tell a stranger that I am a pyschic. This is a first. Yah!!!