One Medium's Life

Negativity creates....

2012-01-19T04:05:00.000-08:00

I have worked very hard over the years to remove negativity from my life. Some days are more successful than others. I was raised in a very negative family so it came easy for me. Then as I matured and grew into adulthood I always wondered why others seemed to have it better than me. Again a negative thought. But the thought made me start to investigate all that maybe I was doing to create the life that I was experiencing. I mean, the common denominator was always me. So instead of listening to those who meant well (it's them...not you) I started to see how I was playing a part in what was being brought to me to experience.

My saving grace was and is the book "Excuse me your life is waiting" by Lynn Grabhorn. I've probably written about this book before but I can't say enough about it really. One of the stories in it has stuck with me. It's the one about a woman and her husband who were traveling on a highway one day and all of a sudden this young kid throws a heavy rock down from an overpass and it shatters their windshield causing the woman to die. How horrible! To think that someone's thoughtless action could cause such misery. But further into the story you hear that this woman was super negative. That she thought the world was out to get her. That she believed if something good happened to her she'd be sorry for it later. You know, the next shoe dropping kind of person. Lynn Grabhorn went on to describe that this woman and this young kid had had no connection in life except energetically. He was an angry person wanting to take out his frustration on someone and she was a willing victim. Not even knowing it...she had drawn this experience to her and voila! Her life is over.

You've met these kind of people right? The ones who look like everything is going well but when you talk to them their life is in shambles (to them it is anyway). That nothing goes right. That everyone is picking on them. They get angry at the slightest little thing. They know for sure that that guy who cut them off today was out to get them. You tell them they look great today and they say "oh...this old thing?" Or you compliment them on how well they are doing and they say "well if you really want to know the truth..things aren't so great" and then they go on and on about how awful their life is? Give them an "in" and they take it. Over and over with the "bad stuff".

Steer clear of these people. God bless them they're on their way to something "big". Something that you want to be well away from. I say this from experience. I was one of these people for a very long time. I work at it every single day. It's not easy but necessary to get as far away from negativity and negative people as possible. If you have someone in your life who is like this...sit them down. Tell them the truth. Let them know that their thoughts and their remarks are drawing difficulty to them. Let them know that you love them enough to share this with them. Give them Lynn's book. Then walk away. This was done to me...and I will always be grateful. You may lose a friend....but one day..they just might thank you.

Thank you Brenda......T

Faces in Photos...

2012-01-16T07:44:00.000-08:00

The full photo shown here is of my Grandmother Mabel taken circa 1930's. Wasn't she lovely? Very much like a movie star in her day. I have been looking over old photos recently that my Mom gave me to have copied and put on disc for everyone to have. On closer inspection though, I started to see other things within the photos. This is not the only one that I have that I see "other" things in.

Some people say that matrixing or pareidolia (finding faces in most everything) are to blame for what I see. But I don't think so. My friend Mark actually isolated some of the faces for me so that I could see them better. I am not a photographer and know nothing about how to photograph...I just snap and take. But this photo was taken by my Grandfather Jesse. He was an accomplished photographer in his time - in fact that is what he did for a living so he knew what he was doing. If you've kept up with my blogs you will remember that my Grandfather used to have prophetic dreams and his Grandmother actually used to be the neighborhood seer.

I am now looking at photos in a whole new way. Especially the ones that he took. If you have any interesting photos you'd like us to look at send them to me. Here's the email: Awakendivinefhf@gmail.com

This is fun!

Gone...All Gone....

2012-01-07T07:01:00.000-08:00

Today as I walked my dog Finnegan, and continued to do my Ho'oponopono chant (I'm sorry, Please forgive me, Thank You, I love you) I noticed the world around me. I noticed that the temperature was on the warmer side. I noticed that the breeze was slight. I noticed that people seemed happy on the street. That the sun was particularly bright. And then I noticed......

That my pain was all gone...my hurts...my disappointments....my anger....my stubbornness....my everything...and in it's place was a serene feeling. A feeling that all is right with the world. With my world. And I can say that I feel totally at peace...totally ready for the new things being brought to me but relishing the moments I have...right now.

It's all gone...completely gone. I think back on past hurts and they mean nothing to me now. I have finally put it all away. They have no power over me any longer and I can say with all certainty...that this is my choice.

Namaste my friends.....

A New Year....

2012-01-04T05:18:00.000-08:00

Yes it's 2012. But what does that really say? It's just another year right? On December 31st we think that the next day will be different. That the new year will hold promise and great beginnings. But does it? We look outside ourselves for so many things..things that never materialize and then we get angry or disappointed that they didn't. But are they really outside of ourselves? Aren't we the Master of our lives? Don't we get to choose what happens or doesn't happen?

I often wonder....I love all the Law of Attraction stuff. I'm sure you've noticed. And I love the Ho'oponopono teachings that I am undertaking but when the bad stuff hits.....what do we do? We go through the initial stages of "what the heck just happened" and you sit there in the crud of it and wonder what to do next. Then you pull your hair a little and vent at the Universe (if you're anything like me) and then you sit and realize that it's all up to you and that no magic lamp is going to fly down from the sky for you and fix everything. And then you start to move towards fixing whatever is going on or just dealing with whatever is going on.

Some of us, lately, have gone through some horrific things. Do I have all the answers as to why these things have happened? I do not. Am I going to sit here and tell these people that because of them...these horrible things happened? I am not. I wouldn't want someone to tell me that or even to insinuate it. Bad things happen. And until the dust is settled and the pain is weakened, we can't see the silver lining in it.

So...if you're wallowing in something right now. Wallow. No one should judge you for it. And if they do, they don't really deserve to know about it. Your life is your life.....do with it what you will. Are you angry? Be angry then...be the best angry you can be. It's ok....it will pass.

I wonder often....when I am gone...will my being here have made the planet a better place? Was I part of the solution or part of the problem? I hope for the former....we do our best. We take each day as it comes and we continue to look for the silver lining. After all...we are only human...I am only human. I do what I can......and I'm sure you do the same.

May this year be a better year for all of us....

"Zero Limits" by Joe Vitale

2011-12-20T11:22:00.000-08:00

Once in awhile a book comes along that I just have to share about. This is one of them. "Zero Limits" by Joe Vitale. You may remember him from the "Secret" movie and he has written many books about abundance. But this one is very different.

My friend Brenda turned me on to this book. It's funny but Brenda always seems to be the one who brings me the best finds in books. She and I have been on a spiritual quest together now for many years and when she said she thought I would be interested in reading "Zero Limits"...I knew it had to be good.

Freedom...pure and simple. It's what I've been searching for, for years. But, I always thought that freedom had to come with a price. Well..it does not. But what it does have to come with is some understanding that my life and everything and everyone in it is because of "me". All the problems, all the issues, all the pain and suffering, but all the joys too are mine and mine alone. And when someone comes into my life that I don't like or don't agree with..guess what...it's because I created them. They are my mirrors. So therefore, I am responsible.

Sound weird? It's something I've always known and wondered why more people didn't get it. What you do to one you do to us all and to yourself. When you see lack in someone else....it's your fault...you put it there. When someone bugs you...you are really bugging yourself. When you moan and groan about the politicians that are running this country....you got it....they're there because of you.

So the gist of this book is "forgive yourself and the world will open to you". By forgiving and loving yourself...you open up to the wonders of the world. Pure unadulterated freedom......forget how you got here. Forget how you let someone hurt you...forget it all. Fill your mind with love and forgiveness and you will experience true freedom. And when you do this for yourself...you do it for everyone.

I have just started on this new road of discovery. I have just begun to forgive all the parts of me that created the pain I see in the world...but I am so excited to finally "get" it. To hang out in the "zero limit" of time and space. To finally know that heaven is right here...right now...because I create it to be so.

I love you
I'm sorry
Please forgive me
Thank you...

Go buy this book....it's life changing and you will not regret it.

And so it is.....

Warmth....

2011-12-19T06:47:00.000-08:00

I have death on my mind today. Still Waters meets me at the water's edge...it's a cloudy day but it's warm...so glad that it's warm.

"What is troubling you child?" he asks

"I guess I'm just afraid of the unknown...what happens when we get to the other side? Is there another side at all? In the ghost investigating I do, I now wonder. Can you enlighten me on this?"

"Why do you fear anything? Fear leads you nowhere but brings you pain. There is nothing to fear because you choose your existence. Just as you chose to come here and incarnate for many lifetimes...you choose what your life will be like when you return to Source."

I look at him with doubt in my face.....

"Why do you doubt me? Look...we are sitting at the edge of the ocean...why? Because you chose it to be that way. The day is warm but in your physical world it is not...how? Because you chose it to be...do you understand?"

"But...my physical world is cold right now...there's no changing that even if I wanted to..."

"You're wrong" he says "If you wanted it to be warm you could just go someplace warm...isn't that right?"

"I guess so"....

"Listen, what you call death is just a journey home. And in that home you can do and be and live wherever you want just by thinking of it."

"Ok then...how come some of these Spirits that I come in contact with seem lost and stuck...like they're not home at all"...I ask

"These Spirits you speak of were lost in life....they know no better. Pray for them and the Light will shine for them and lead them home..but again..it is their choice whether or not they follow the Light. They may choose not to and that is their right."

I sit....suddenly I am catapulted into swirling color and light.....it's not frightening but soothing. Still Waters is there with me and we are floating....he asks "so....where would you like to go?" with a gleam of mischief in his eyes...

"Oh"...I sigh...."everywhere warm"......

He laughs....

Reasons....

2011-12-17T03:41:00.000-08:00

"Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same."

I know you have heard this quote before. It goes around facebook almost in a continuous loop. But this morning this quote came to my mind as I was sitting here pondering the most recent events in my life. Thinking back to the time when all "this" began. How my life changed and the people who brought that to me.

I remember being pulled out to New Mexico and not knowing why. While there I worked as a Chef for a company that had a corrupt district manager in it. This district manager stole from my kitchen and wanted me to lie for her. I couldn't do it. I quit. Then while sitting there on my bed wondering what the heck I was going to do now, the phone rang. It was a man who had been handed my resume from a friend of mine way over in Maryland. He asked would I come work for him....I gladly said yes and within about two weeks, I was working and living here in Maryland. Had I not gone to New Mexico and dealt with all that that entailed, I may never have come here to live. What made my friend hand this man my resume....I'll never know. Divine intervention I assume.

Take a moment and think about your life. Where has it brought you? Who had a hand in that. Sometimes I think these people who facilitate change in our lives are Angels. They quickly come in and then quickly go. I lost touch with the friend who gave my resume to this man. Never heard from her again.....I wonder did I touch her life as much as she touched mine? I am thankful for her....thankful for the road I have taken. Are you? If you're not....it's time to make that change.

Look back...it all happened for a reason.

A Deep Breath.....

2011-12-09T04:52:00.000-08:00

It's early morning and Chief Still Waters and I are seated on the sand with a small bonfire in front of us. We huddle under an Indian blanket to stay warm and lean towards the fire. The sun is not yet up and I wonder why I am here at the waters edge this morning....

"Close your eyes and take a deep breath my child" he says

I close my eyes and breathe deeply of the salt air mixed with the smell of burning wood. I feel a peace come over me.

"You have not done this for a while" he murmurs

"You're right" I say "Life has become stressful again and full of ups and downs that I am having trouble dealing with"

"Keep your eyes closed....breathe deeply again.....feel everything melt away"

I do this and I feel free....free to let go of the things that I can't seem to control right now. People that have hurt me of late....disappointment in the way things are going....the stress of not knowing. I love this feeling of freedom.

"Why don't I do this more often"? I ask

"You are bombarded all day long with the world. Their problems, the news, even though you don't watch the news you still hear about it. The internet...the constant barrage of things out of your control. No wonder you feel your life is out of control. Now take that back and fix it. You can do this..you have done it before...many times. One would say you are a Master at it" he chuckles.

I think about this and he is right. I've been through quite a bit in my life. And here I still am....ready for the next chapter.

"Open your eyes now...you don't want to miss this beautiful sunrise"

I slowly open my eyes and see the horizon turning a sweet orange, pink, yellow.....I sigh. Yes, this is what life is supposed to feel like. These are the small joys that bring us peace. This I must hold onto.

He pulls me closer and our cheeks meet. This is heaven......

Truth...fact or fiction?

2011-12-03T06:29:00.000-08:00

I would say that I'm a fairly tolerant person. Sometimes maybe too tolerant. But there are times when one person's view of truth overlaps another's and then I get testy.

I am friends with a paranormal group on facebook and I love their page. They're fun and informative and each day they post a picture of the day and a question of the day. It's fun to go on there and give my thoughts and read other's views as well. Though sometimes I get upset with how things are said. I think that the internet somehow gives people license to say things in a mean or unkind way. I believe that it takes as much time to be mean as it does to be kind. So why not choose the kind way.

Today there was a photo that someone had given them to share and obviously the person who sent it believes that something is there for everyone to see. Something that they alone see and want validation on it. Or they wouldn't have sent it in...would they? And to be honest I thought the photo was a stretch....it could have been something and it could not have been - as far as I am concerned it is up to the individual in their beliefs. What one person's truth is not necessarily what another's is but we must all have the respect for one another to allow that person their truth and that is what I stated. But, then the bickering started. How could I be so irresponsible to say that something was there. Irresponsible? I don't think so...it's just my opinion. Is my opinion really going to change anyone else's? Is it going to move mountains or hurt someone else? I don't think so. If my opinion opens the eyes of others to see that there might actually be something there or anywhere...then my work is done.

I feel that Spirit will make itself known in whatever form it can use. Whether it's light, shadow, darkness, energy, feelings, whatever. The person bickering with me asked why then couldn't spirit just stand in front of the camera and pose. I don't have an answer for that. All I know is....if it wants to be seen it will be seen. Simple as that.

The facts are that we don't know much of anything. We don't know how the spirit world works. We don't know diddly squat about it. But, I do know it exists. How it exists is all up to conjecture. But let's have the respect for one another that allows me to think as I do and for you to think as you do. It all boils down to "let's agree to disagree".

Missing person.....

2011-11-26T03:41:00.000-08:00

Recently I was asked by a family member living out of state if I would help in a missing person's investigation where she lived. This was a request from her and not from the authorities trying to find her. I said that I would though I don't usually do these kinds of things. When I first started using my clairvoyance I would try and touch in on missing persons but I realized it was way too emotional for me and I tended to be looking through the perpetrators eyes and I didn't find that pleasant...at all.

This though was a woman who walked out of her house one day with nothing on her but a bottle of Valium. A full bottle of Valium. No purse, no identification....nothing but the clothes on her back. My family member explained that she had been despondent lately but thought that things were better. In fact, she had spoken to her just a day or two before and she seemed upbeat and hopeful. So...what happened?

So over the course of a few days I was able to see that she left her house walking east. I could feel her sense of despair. I could feel that she thought of herself as a screw up. That she thought she could never seem to do anything right. That she feared growing old because she had just been through a death in her family of an older person. I could sense that there was a body of water that she walked down to or beside. I knew that there was a damn nearby. I felt that she had taken money with her which didn't make any sense to me at all. If she was going to do herself in why would she take some money and why would she be wearing such an expensive ring on her finger. None of it was adding up. Then I saw her sitting, leaning against a tree that overlooked the water. Then I felt foul play because of the ring. I then saw a large St Bernard and I thought ...oh good...she will be rescued and then I heard spirit say "the dogs will find her". So I deduced that she had passed on and that cadaver dogs would eventually find her. All very strange.

I talked to my family member and told her my thoughts. She corroborated the water and the dam. She also validated the feelings that her friend had shared with her of late. When I asked about the ring she said that yes..she had a quite expensive diamond ring that she wore all the time and she would ask the husband if she had left it behind. She said that they had dragged the river for her near the dam but had come up with nothing. That walking east out of her house would take her over the river and into some dense woods. Also, that her elderly Mother had just died about six weeks before and she had taken it very hard. That it was very interesting that I mentioned that she had taken money with her. Her friend had been down and out recently and on the day that she walked out of her house there were two large checks in her mailbox that would have given her much relief.

As you can see...my abilities are not precise. That's one of the reasons that I decided that helping the police was not in my future. I can't stand that I can't tell someone minute details so that they will find their lost loved ones. It's just too iffy for me.

So as the weeks have gone by there is still no friend. She never returned home and now there has been deep snow there. She also may have left under strange circumstances (more strange than the ones we already know!). That leaving her house that day she had someone to meet. It is all very weird and convoluted. I just hope that they figure things out for the sake of the family and her friends that miss her. My family member told the police my findings...we'll see what transpires.

But, my point in writing this blog today is to express my thoughts on not giving up on life. Had she looked into her mailbox that day she would have found checks that would have alleviated much of her stress. Always remember...that there is nothing so horrible that one more moment, hour, day....might cure.

I hope they find her soon....

Things....

2011-11-20T07:48:00.001-08:00

So big news! I have started an office with Lara Westdorp in Urbana, Md. The organization is called "Awaken the Divine" and in our office we will be doing soul clearings, spiritual counseling and holding classes and circles. We are so excited to be finally having our own space. I will still be running around and doing private circles and you will still be able to find me at the Owl Nest. Just spreading more of myself around...lol. We are going to be covered by a 501C organization called FreedomHill Fellowship and my title is "Director of Ministries". We are a nondenominational religious organization that welcomes all faiths. Soon we will have a website and facebook page so you can keep up with all that we are doing.

Today I head out to PA to do a private circle. It's a two hour drive one way for me but I am taking a trusty former student with me so the drive won't be so lonesome. I love doing circles...the driving doesn't appeal to me that much but it's worth it in the end.

What I like about the circles is that you never know what's going to happen...never know who is going to show up, etc. It really makes life interesting for me and I never know beforehand who is going to come in though sometimes I hear a name or two before I get there. Spirit already checking in with me beforehand.

I did a circle recently in a private home here in Frederick. We were all seated in the living room and my chair was near the entryway and staircase (though I couldn't see it). Not long after we had commenced with the message giving we heard loud heavy footsteps coming down the stairs from the second floor. I stopped speaking and we all listened. I thought maybe the hostess had had someone upstairs...but no. Everyone that was there was seated in the circle. We all kind of just laughed and continued on with the messages. We have that on tape so I'm glad someone was taping the session.

In the same circle there was a young woman whose father had given up rights to her when she was little. He appeared in spirit to let her know that he felt he had no choice. He said he was between a rock and a hard place. But what was really astounding about this is that another woman in the circle new this father's family. Had grown up with them and will help this young woman contact her long lost family. How odd.....but maybe not so much. Spirit has a way of getting the right people together for circles. I am always pleasantly surprised.

On another note...email readings are now available on my website. All you have to do is give me your name and birthdate and do it through paypal. As soon as your payment has been accepted I will do the reading. You are allowed three questions....after you receive it if you have questions, let me know. Sometimes one question leads to many others!

Many blessings to everyone and hoping you have a wonderful Thanksgiving! Think of all that you do have and not of what you don't. More good things will come your way......it's a given.

Terri

The whale...

2011-11-11T04:15:00.000-08:00

Every week I meet with a group of like minded ladies who meditate together. Our meditation group is somewhat different than others in that we stand and hold hands together and let whatever comes move us. I'm sure if anyone were watching they would think us quite strange but somehow it works for us and we have grown in love for one another and in peace.

Last night's meditation was very different for me. I generally "go somewhere" - in other words, I am present but then not again present. Not sure how to describe that other than what I just said. It's like I step out of myself and leave the room but don't remember a thing about where I have gone or what I have done. But, last night was different. I saw Still Waters my Indian guide and heard native american singing. Chanting...drumming. I then felt and saw myself at the beach..which is where he and I usually meet. We stood on the edge of the sand letting the water lap over our feet and suddenly out of the water came a huge tale of a whale. I was stunned. I have never seen a whale other than on tv or in pictures so I was taken aback. And then in the meditation circle I fell....flat on the floor. As if something had been taken from me and I deflated.

My friends in the circle allowed me to fall gently and they supported me until I became awake enough to stand again.

So today I reach for my info on what whales mean. I know it must carry a deep message for me. The book I turn to is the one that goes along with the medicine cards by Sams & Carson. Here is an excerpt from it on the whale..

"Whale medicine people are coded in their DNA to understand that sound frequencies can bring up records in the memories of ancient knowledge. They are usually clairvoyant, or able to hear both very low and very high frequencies. They are usually also psychically developed and fairly telepathic. Many times, however, they are not awakened to their gifts until it is time to use the stored records. Many whale medicine people are able to tap into the universal mind of Great Spirit, and have no idea how or why they know what they know. Only later, when they receive confirmation, do they begin to understand how they know or why they received the impressions".

Interesting....I have been asking to hear Spirit more clearly ....I think I may have been granted that last night. Time will tell.....

YAY!!!

2011-11-06T11:36:00.001-08:00

I'm every excited to announce that on my website you can now order a 3 question reading from me via email. The cost is $55 and you can order through the site using the order form and then click on "buy now" and it takes you to Paypal.

Happy that I can now do my readings from wherever I am...ahh....the feeling of freedom!

Blessings....Terri

www.terrirodabaugh.com

It's good to be remembered....

2011-11-02T05:13:00.000-07:00

This past weekend I led a lovely circle in New Oxford, PA. I have been enjoying the private circles that I do for gathered friends and their guests. A sister came through in Spirit for one of the attendees. I usually feel how the person died or what they died of before I ever get who they are and this was no exception. I felt that someone had drowned and one of the attendees claimed the Spirit. Her sister had perished in the terrifying sunami in Thailand a few years ago. As the message proceeded from the sister she revealed how much she loved the sister in the living. How she knew they hadn't always gotten along. How they were so different. She being closer to the Mother and her being closer to the Father. Then she went on to tell her how selfless she was and how much she was admired on the other side for being so. Then she said to me "remind her of the time we were making candy" and I saw in my mind a pot of sugar on the stove and the making of what looked to be caramel. So I did...I told her what her sister said. The attendee burst into tears. She explained that while making the candy when they were little...the candy on the stove exploded and she had jumped in front of the sister (who was passed) to keep her from getting burned and in her place was burned herself. "See?" the sister said....selfless then and selfless now. She thanked her for being who she was...a kind and loving woman.

Many, many times I hear thanks from the other side. Thanks for being there with them as they passed. Thanks for loving them...thanks for remembering them. I feel that the more we remember or think of those we love who have passed over...it fuels them. Gives them the energy and strength to move forward on the other side. I don't know how it works...I just know that it does. I hear all the time from Spirit...remember me...remember me. The good times..the shared laughter...the tears.

I love the work that I do. I couldn't have asked for a better job...I love the look of surprise on a person's face when I bring through someone they haven't heard from in years. I cherish the moments when I can bring closure to some unfinished business or relieve the questions that plague those who wonder why a person had to leave them or how they passed.

Recently, I met a young woman in spirit who died at the hands of her estranged husband. Her husband then killed himself after killing her. She told me she was relieved that he was no longer able to control her life or her children's lives. That she was glad that she was able to save her children from a lifetime of fear and torment from him. In other words...she sacrificed herself for her children and for that she was happy. I talked to her Mother here in the living and she understood. She had found peace within the situation and the children that were left here are happy and thriving. The family keeps the memory of their mother alive for them. Each day being a gift of freedom.

We never know do we? We never know the impact we have on another's life until maybe we see that from the other side. From another viewpoint...from a different perspective. Be kind to one another...it's good to be remembered.

Health Care? What's that?

2011-10-24T05:25:00.000-07:00

This weekend I was invited to lead a circle at a private residence. The home was a lovely townhouse decorated in style. When you first walk in you think that this person who owns this house is doing quite well for themselves. But when circle started, and it was time for the messages to be given to the hostess, we find that things are not going quite so well.

The message was directed to her physical health and Spirit (her family) were inquiring into how she was feeling and that they knew that there were some health issues that were going on right now. They asked if she had seen a Doctor and she sheepishly said no. That she had no money to pay for health insurance. So then Spirit tried to help her with some alternative ways of tackling the health issue. They weren't professing that it would heal her but it might help her.

I realized while giving this message that Spirit doesn't really understand when we can't "afford" something. They were astounded that she couldn't go to the Doctor. That it wasn't a given that she should be able to go and get help from someone who is sworn to help those in need. I tend to agree with them. Why can't we go to these people who say they are all about healing the sick...when in actuality the bottom line is money. It's always about money. Now I am not dissing Doctors...some are quite nice and their hearts are full. What I wonder about is the big insurance companies.....to them we are just a number or a dollar sign. Recently I read that Norma Ray....great activist that she was...died of brain cancer that wasn't treated because her insurance company wouldn't cover the treatment. Granted she may have passed anyway but who is to know? And I do believe that Doctors have the right to charge for their services but it shouldn't be up to the insurance companies who gets help and who doesn't.

Spirit doesn't understand it and neither do I. Things need to change in this country. It should be a person's right to have health care. Or any care for that matter. I say a revolution is at hand...and I'm all for it.

From Marc....

2011-10-20T03:17:00.000-07:00

I all,i just would like to say something.couple days ago i just felt compeled to reach out to terri because even do my life is finaly coming together pretty good,i felt like i was just standing idle watching others live theyre lives living out theyre passions,you know?and god only knows why?i dont know what im here on earth for like what am i supposed to do with my life stuff like that!! So i just reached out to her and asked terri if she could help me figure out what it is i needed to know in order to acces my quote unquote destiny,my reason to be and also figure out why it is im not seeing whats in front of me.sounds easy for alot of you out there but for me,not so.

I just simply reached out with a certain level of skepticism thinking im a lost cause,that no one could help me in my task of just wanting to be happy and knowing just simply knowing what my mission is in this life of mine,knowing exactly what im good at and possibly pursuing my passion and knowing...ok,this is who i am and this is my passion and what is it i have to do to live from it.
Well i must say that every thing terri said to me during the reading she did for me is true ALL OF IT.and HOW COULD SHE KNOW ME THAT WELL? It was done via facebook she doesnt know me at all and we live so so so far from one another heck we never even spoke on the telephone YET,EVERYTHING she relayed to me via facebook is just on the money.even the message she gave me from my deceased grandmother and what my grandmother said about me terri could not have known.
So my message is to you,who ever you are reading this.terri lives in the US OF A and me well i live in québec canada trust me she is exactly who she is.the right person to help you get some type of closure about a deceased loved one or if you need to know as i did something that will help you acces information about yourself wich in turn will help you move along in your life.i could easely go on and on but the rest of it belongs to me.
This was meant to be in my case.i was meant to meet terri because she helped me in a way where i can now just live my life the way i am meant to live it.i now understand me and i now know how to take life and roll with the punches.all i could ever hope for you is by terris intervention is to have you experience first hand what i experienced that faithfull day.
Terri literally lifted a blindfold that was covering my mind and my soul.i hope you too will reach out to her and discover the kind of healing she can bring to your mind and spirit.
So heres to you terri.thank you so very much and god bless you.you have given me a new lease on life,you have given me much more than information you gave me back my life.

What to expect in circle....

2011-10-15T07:22:00.000-07:00

Circles are generally 8 - 10 people. Terri will call in the 4 major Archangels for protection. Then she will call in her joy guide Lee Ann. She's a little girl of about 5 or 6 years of age. She is in Spirit and is the gatekeeper. Her duties are to choose the recipient of the messages, to give a message (if there's time) and to bring forth those who are stepping through the doorway to the other side for you. She has been known to touch people so you may feel her come up to you when it's your turn.

Then Terri says the Lord's Prayer for added protection (and you can join in with her if you like).

Circles are generally very tame situations. We don't have a lot of weird things going on but sometimes we will get an occasional voice phenomenon or sound. Sometimes little lights flash or we see colors. It just depends on the evening and who is there.

Terri gets names sometimes but mostly generally who the person was and how they were related to you. She most often gets how they passed or what ailment they had that caused their death. She will feel it in her body and will relay that to you. Hopefully you know how your family members have passed. If not, there will be some jostling of information to try and ascertain who the person is.

You don't have to sit there quietly during your turn. You can ask questions or if there is something that doesn't make sense to you please voice that. The goal is to give you sound information for your life and to let you know that your loved ones are around you.

Please don't ask leading questions like "what was my father's favorite song"...that just shows that you are testing Terri and the energy will drop at that point and there may be no more information that comes through for you. Try to keep an open mind and if you're skeptical...please keep that to yourself as you will drop the energy in the room. Terri does not classify herself as a psychic....she only relays the information that she's hearing or sensing. If your father answers that question (about the favorite song) then that's the only way she will know it.

Sometimes people show up that you don't recognize. Welcome them anyway. Most often circle attendees get home and realize who that person was. We have had long lost relatives come through and old neighbors from years ago. And if you didn't know the person in life (relative who died when you were little or before you were born) doesn't mean they don't know you and they are still related to you and the people that you know in life...so welcome them in.

If you had your heart set on talking to one person..try to call that person in in your mind. If Terri doesn't pick up on that person ask her when it is time to ask a question (near the end of your session) and she will try and bring them through for you. Sometimes the mere asking builds up enough energy for them to come in.

Terri does not go into trance..her voice does not change...and her head does not spin around....lol....enjoy the time you have with your loved ones and just have some fun!

In my alternate life....

2011-10-13T04:48:00.000-07:00

I'm sure I'm not the only person who wishes they had the time to do all the things that they would like to do while they're here this time. All the many careers...places...etc that fill our mind each day. I have no regrets with the life that I have chosen but there are times when I see myself so clearly doing other things...

I am living by the beach. My house sits directly on the sand. The porch needs to be swept each day because of the sand that blows onto it. Each morning I wake before dawn and I brew myself a pot of coffee and drink it while sitting on the porch watching the sun rise. I feel the breeze off the water and relish in the sound of just the waves and the seagulls. I walk to my little shop in the tourist area and open it to a tinkling bell. The shop is serene and peaceful....my office in the back for clients and classes. I have my husband beside me. He takes care of the store part and believes in me wholeheartedly. When our day is over we walk home and cook dinner together and sit again on the porch. Life is wonderful...

I am working in an orphanage in Europe somewhere...doesn't really matter where. I have a small cot in an ante room off the main sleeping area for the children. I wake each morning to sleepy eyed children who crave the touch of a human being. I tend to their needs and am filled with the knowledge that I am making a difference in these young people's lives.

I am in a limousine that is taking me to a hospital in a town that I am visiting. It is in the middle of the night. I have a man with me who is my assistant. We are quiet. It's late. We pull up to the hospital and I walk in to the main area and the nurse recognizes me. I say "show me the sickest"...she complies without a word. I am taken to the children's terminal ward. I silently go to each child and lay my hands upon them. Some wake up as I touch them and I tell them that it's ok - they'll feel better soon. I leave as quickly as I came. So many sick...so little time....

Do you have visions like these? Of things you would do? I believe that the visions of it are just as important as actually doing them. So I dream on.....because I just might be making a difference....

Crazy me.....

2011-10-07T06:47:00.000-07:00

I have been going through the "dark night of the soul" recently. I described going into the cave in my last blog. Sometimes you just need to hide away and figure things out. Still in the process but thought I'd stop and write a bit....

The other day I was accused of not being Christian because I was charging for my work. A woman contacted me via email that her daughter was being attacked by demons. I urged her to bring her daughter into the Owl Nest (where I do most of my work) and I would meet with her. I explained my rates. She then sent me another email asking could I come to her house. I let her know that I come to houses to investigate them free of charge but anything else would be the same charges that I mentioned before. She sent me back another email saying that she had been misinformed then and thought that I was a Christian and that she believed in the power of the Lord Jesus Christ. Thanked me for my time and said she would find help elsewhere. I answered her back and asked "what makes you think I'm not Christian?". She never responded.

I found her to be rather rude. When a priest comes to bless your home...don't you make a donation to the Church? Shouldn't that be a given? Nothing is given for free. One of the highest Spiritual Laws is that nothing is free...there is a price for everything. Isn't my time worth anything? My drive to her house...the hours I will take with her daughter...the time it will take to get home? Doesn't that count for anything? If it were your daughter would you spare no expense? I am convinced that the mother was the problem. Filling her daughter's head with ideas of demons......I am not Christ ( none of us are!) but even He was taken care of by his flock. He was fed and clothed and given shelter each and every day.

It is people like this that make me wonder why I do what I do. Seriously....I wrestle with myself each day on whether I should continue in my ministry. Yes...it's my ministry. In fact, I am looking for a church right now to begin it. To have roots....to be there for others. I must be crazy.....some people already think that I am. Let them think what they will....what is mine will come to me.

In the Cave....

2011-09-27T04:35:00.001-07:00

When I was little I used to think that I was invisible. But then when I would be called on in school by the teacher I was shocked. "How did she see me?" I just wanted to blend into things and not be apparent. Sometimes now I even feel this way but it doesn't last long. Someone will call my name or say hello and I am once again shocked.

It came in handy when I was studying Shamanism. In it, you need to be able to shift or disappear into things. I had no idea when I was young that I was already a shapeshifter. I would slip into trees and animals....the grass....anything to take me out of where I was and the family that I was living in.

There are times in each of our lives when we feel the need to hide away. To go into our cave. I have found that when this happens it is not a time to be alarmed but a time to recognize that a healing is needed. But the demands of life....paying the rent....car payment, etc....get in the way and there is very little time for us to just retreat and be still. And a few minutes a day never seems like quite enough.

I am in the hunkering down mode. I feel a yearning to go within. I need to find the time to do so or I will implode upon myself. Sounds dire...but it's not. Things need to be put into perspective....life's decisions need to be looked at more closely....relationships need to be pondered on...or not.

Bear with me....I will come out of the cave eventually...a stronger...more centered person.

Being the Voice....

2011-09-19T05:57:00.000-07:00

When I was young and growing up in the Baptist Church, I remember being taught that we should be nice to all people because you never know when Christ would take physical form. I remember being fascinated with the possibility of Him appearing to test us into doing the right things...or watching us to see if we did them. Of course, the lesson was to impart that we are all brothers and sisters..all a part of God so that by lifting up one another we are touching God. Isn't that what it means?

Then why are we so quick to judge another? Don't we know that we are judging ourselves when we do so? Why are we so against helping another person?....isn't that person us?

I go to Still Waters to find the answers...

We are seated in a darkened movie theatre. It is just the two of us. Still Waters sits to my right and he has a big bucket of buttered popcorn. I look at him questioningly and he says "What?" I laugh. The screen starts to flicker and soon we are seeing a movie with no words or sound. I see a group of what seems to be middle eastern men pushing and shoving one another. You can see their anger...you can feel it escalating. I look to Still Waters....he says "they choose to solve their issues this way".

Then I see a new scene...this one is showing beggars on a street in India. People walk by without noticing them. Totally ignoring their outstretched hands. I look to Still Waters...he says "they choose to ignore and the beggars choose to beg"

Then I see a new scene.....this one shows a seemingly happy American family. They jostle to position themselves for a photo to be taken. I see one child that is solemn while the others are laughing. This child is being abused and the rest are not. I turn to Still Waters...."they choose for this child to carry the shame of the whole family and the child chooses to carry it".

Now this last one bothered me....actually they all do. "Please explain" I say...

"In the first scene you see men who cannot get along. They hate one another. They choose to hate one another. In the second scene you see people not helping other people and you see the people that are not being helped. Both sets of people are showing the other set what they could become or choose not to be. In the last scene you see a family that chooses to continue the cycle of abuse and the child that allows that to be. Yes, the child needs to hold responsibility. It does not deserve the abuse but it needs to speak up to change it. People need to understand that things will not change unless their voice is heard. That is why this movie has no sound. No one is listening...but that is because no one is speaking up and they choose not to. In order for things to change...it has to be given a voice."

He continues...."Every living thing is a part of God. No one is any different than another. Its the choices we make that define us as individuals. But we are not. We are all together...all One. What we do or do not do to each other is a reflection of our faith in ourselves. Our faith in the Maker. What you say to another you say to yourself. What you do to another you do to yourself. And what you don't do for another...you don't do for yourself. Does this make sense?"

I nod..."So the mess we're in is entirely up to us to change and it's entirely our fault".

"Yes" he says. "It's that simple"

"Ok...so now what."

"Give it a voice....speak up....be there for others even when the majority say not to. One person can change the world. You have witnessed that with the Christ. If you believe that you are all connected...there is nothing that you cannot do."

I sigh.....he says "it's not that daunting...another one of your great teachers said "be the change you wish to see in the world"....no truer words were ever spoken. People can be who they choose to be but they need to be prepared to explain themselves when they meet the Maker..He will say "Why did you argue and yell at me and choose violence when I tried to make peace with you? Why did you walk by me when I held my hands out for sustenance? Why did you abuse me and let me carry the shame of the family?" Yes, we are all connected...we are all the Maker's children. We are all the Maker himself."

The lights come up and the screen goes dark. Still Waters hands me the popcorn bucket. It is still full....."Share my words with others...they will find them filling".

"I hope you're right".....

Past Lives....

2011-09-12T07:16:00.000-07:00

Lately, for some strange reason I have yet to figure out (and maybe it's just a progression of my abilities) I have been seeing past lives for people in circle. Not for everyone but it seems to be for the ones who need to know. That maybe it is pertinent to how they are living now or dealing with a recurring issue.

In Friday night's circle a young man attended with a friend of his. While giving him messages from Spirit, I saw a man standing right behind him that looked like he was from the Civil War era and had been shot in the chest. I could feel where the bullet went into him. Funny thing was, he just stood there. Stiff and straight. No words came from him. I asked the young man if he knew who this might be and he told me of a man in his family tree who had refused to fight in the Civil War. He was attacked in his home and shot for not picking a side. So, I told him that I thought the story had something to do with his current life. On the way home, I received the message that it was actually a past life that I had seen for him. That he was the family member himself. I need to get hold of him to tell him so.

Yesterday in my Spiritual Development class we were practicing giving messages to one another. I told the class to choose a guide from their group to actually talk to to get the message. I chose Still Waters (my Native American Protector guide). For one of the women I received the message in movie form. Very interesting story of her being a man during the time of Christ. That she was a roman citizen of some worth. I could see him standing among other men who were well dressed while Christ was being interrogated and displayed. He stayed silent but was intrigued with Jesus and wanted to know more. He saw him die on the cross and was moved by the people who were following him. He became an underground Christian. Living his life as a roman citizen but doing what he could undercover to help those who believed in Christ. As I said...very interesting.

This weekend I held a circle at a private residence and I got the impression of a large boat for one of the men. He smiled and told me that he was obsessed with the Titanic. That he read and studied everything he could get his hands on about it. I saw him as a man who worked on the boat. He wore a uniform...not the captain but someone below him. He looked at me with a dawning realization...yes, he could believe that.

I know not everyone believes in reincarnation. It might be hard to believe at times....and I also know that people frown on Mediums for giving out that kind of information because there really is no way to corroborate it. But...give it I must. Believe it or not...it is your choice.

Day in Philly

2011-09-08T08:08:00.000-07:00

Tuesday I took the day with some friends to go up to Philadelphia and check out the Mutter Museum and the Eastern State Penitentiary. My friends were going anyway and I tagged along. The rain poured down the whole time but it didn't keep us from having a great day.

The Mutter Museum is a small portion of a building that is a Medical College. I wasn't sure what to expect. I knew that it had some medical abnormalities on display and I was interested to see them but to tell you the truth..I'm not good at seeing anything like that. I get queasy very easily. I was fine until we got to the section where fetus's or babies are embalmed in jars of formaldehyde. I started to feel weak in the knees (and even now as I sit remembering it) and had to leave. My friends were already out in the lobby seated so I guess I was the straggler even though I felt I had not done the museum justice. I did get to see some dehydrated things...won't go into them...LOL...but the museum is definitely worth going to and I was amazed at all the diseases or abnormalities that can befall a person. Left there feeling very, very lucky and in awe of the medical profession.

Next stop was the Eastern State Penitentiary which I was really excited to go see. It's a tourist attraction now so no prisoner's are housed there. It is decaying and falling apart. I saw that they were trying to keep up with the decay but not doing a very good job of it. I did feel a few things...like in the portion that used to house women I got a severe pain in one of my ovaries. And in another section I got a severe pain in the top of my head. My friend Bud relayed to me right after I mentioned the pain that a guard had been axed by an inmate and killed in the block we were standing in.

We got a few good pictures.....Mandy got a couple good orb pics..one in Al Capone's cell and I got a picture with two men's faces in it and then what I see as a face in Al Capone's cell. Right near where Mandy got the orb picture. Blurry photo has the faces in it and Al Capone's cell has an image in the top of the cell door. There are conflicting views of just what that is. I'll leave that up to you.

We are planning to do a lockdown investigation at the prison in the near future. Entails going there when the place is closed and having access to more places. They only allow us four hours of time so we'll have to hone in on certain areas to investigate over others. Should be interesting.

Off to an investigation tonight of a local home in need. They've been having some strange phenomenon in their home. Wish us luck! Oh and check out our new website www.spit-investigations.com

Recent Hauntings...

2011-09-03T04:12:00.000-07:00

I have been contacted twice this week by people who are having unexplained phenomenon in their homes. One house is so bad that the family can't sleep there anymore. I have a pretty slow weekend because of the holiday so we are able to go in tonight to this house and see what's going on. Bringing a troupe of investigators with me and my cleansing tools. Hopefully we can help them find some peace...the family and the entities. I find it strange though that the family has just started to experience the phenomenon....they've lived there a year and they've just now been experiencing these things? Something triggered it. We're going to find out what.

The other house is just a short trip down the road for me. It's a fairly new house and no one has ever passed in it. The family there is hearing people have conversations in other rooms and the feeling of someone walking on the bed. Yes, someone...not a four legged creature. The Grandmother has also seen a ghostly specter in her bedroom so now she won't go to sleep without the light on. We will visit that house next week and cleanse it for them.

I have said before and I guess I'll be saying it til I'm blue in the face....it's not healthy to have spirits living with you in your house. You might think it's cool and why get rid of them if they're not hurting anything. But, they are....I asked one woman if she was experiencing health issues and financial struggles and she said that she was. Entities feed off of our fears and our stresses...it gives them the energy to move objects and appear. Without your energy they would move on to use another's. But the more stressed they can make you...the more energy you put off, the more they can use. It's not healthy in many ways. But go ahead and let them stay and see what happens. Your relationships will fail...you'll lose your job...you'll get an unexplained illness...you'll argue and fight....etc. It's not pretty.

I've been approached by a local radio station to be involved in a contest that they are doing for Halloween. Whoever wins gets to go on an investigation with me. Should be a lot of fun and I am in the process now of finding a place that's appropriate. They want me to stay in or around Frederick and that's understandable since they are a local radio station. I meet with them next week to iron out the details and I'll let you know more as I know more.

Also received a message this week about another house near Baltimore to investigate. The couple is experiencing some unexplained things and the wife has been ill since they moved in. Hoping they follow through so that I can help. I don't charge for my investigations or house cleansings. I'm beginning to rethink that though since they are taking up so much of my time now.

Contact me if you are having trouble at your house....lol

The Void...

2011-08-29T03:00:00.000-07:00

Early this morning I was wakened by Still Waters.....we are standing in a void. There is nothing here. No sun, no moon, no ocean. Just the two of us. We're not even standing on anything. Trusting in him to take care of me (I mean I am just hanging out here!)...I sleepily ask him why he has brought me here.

"Look around you.....what do you see" he asks

"Well, that's easy...nothing" I answer

"OK...then what would you expect to see"...

I play along. "Well, I would expect to see a sidewalk and road"

Suddenly, we are standing on a sidewalk and a paved road for cars to travel on is beside us.

"What else?"...he asks

"Well, some buildings, houses, cars, trees, people..." and with each word that "thing" appears. And now we stand on a bustling city street.

"So are you showing me that I create my own reality? I know that...." I say

"Is everything to your liking? Is this the way you want your life to be?"...he asks

My life starts to flash before me. All the choices that I've made. The people that I've allowed into my life. The jobs that I thought got me nowhere. The relationships that just never worked out. The struggle for money and taking care of myself and my daughter. The times I didn't believe in myself and the times that I did. The problems I've had with others. The joys, the loves, the heartaches. I suddenly realize that all of it...whether good or bad....was designed by me. For whatever lesson I chose to learn or whatever I expected my life to be like based on my childhood and my beliefs...it was all about me.

I want this realization to stay with me...to last. I want to take with me each day the understanding that it is how I make it. Every last second of time...is mine.

"I see....help me to help others to see"

Still Waters nods....."you are"......

Let the Music Play....

2011-08-24T03:38:00.000-07:00

It's late. I am sitting by a bonfire with Still Waters (my Indian protector guide). The heat from the fire feels good on my skin. I look down. I am wearing a buckskin dress. It's adorned with many pieces of turquoise. It reminds me of a dress I coveted years ago while visiting the Grand Canyon. I couldn't afford to purchase it but here it was now on my body. I look to Still Waters with a question in my eyes.

"Why are we here Still Waters. I miss our ocean setting"

"We are here because there are others who need to speak to you" he replies

Out of the shadows come people I recognize. People who over the years I've had disagreements with or words with. I cringe. Uh oh...I thought. This isn't going to be easy.

Still Waters says "Don't be afraid...go with it"

So I do. One by one they come towards me and when I think that they will start to berate me instead they smile. And then they tell me what a lesson they learned from our experience together. How the lesson changed their lives and what they continued to do with that lesson. I am in shock and in tears. I have held onto so much pain....and it is a great release.

Slowly they disappear and Still Waters asks me "So what have you learned from those experiences"?

I look at him. The dawning of this message comes loud and clear. I have held onto the pain instead of working through it. Instead of realizing and understanding the great gift of each situation. I am stunned.

"I guess I have some work to do"....I reply

"The word work makes it sound like something to do that is unwanted. Turn it around...look at it differently. These were all gifts to you and to them. Grow from them. But then let them be. Don't hang onto them. You've held on too long. Like your Master says....Go and sin no more. Forgiveness of self is what is needed."

He goes on...."Your life is a symphony unfinished. There are the lows of it and the highs of it. The sound sometimes soft and sometimes brash. If you were perfect...if anyone was perfect...what would you learn from that? Nothing. You are not the Master....."

He grabs my hand and we start to walk away from the bonfire.

I ask him "Why am I dressed so ceremoniously?"

He smiles and a doorway appears right before us that wasn't there a second ago...

"Step in and you will see..."

I hesitantly open the cracked door wider and step inside. An orchestra awaits and starts to play....sweet, sweet music that brings me to tears.

Still Waters says....."This is you...isn't it beautiful?"

A New Day....

2011-08-22T04:24:00.001-07:00

It is early morning and the sun is not yet up. Still Waters (my Indian protector guide) and I are sitting side by side cross legged facing the ocean. We have a little fire lit in front of us and an indian blanket draped over our shoulders. I haven't seen him in a while so it's nice to just sit here and feel his presence. He is wearing his usual jeans and white t shirt with no shoes. His hair is long and black with some gray in it.

He grabs my hand and squeezes it. "Why are we here, my friend?"

"I'm not sure really. So many things are happening. So many directions to choose from. It feels like a whirlwind. I know you said a crossroads was coming but this seems like more than just two directions to choose from."

"Are you worried that you will have to give up something to have the happiness you seek?"

"Yes.....I am happy with my life. Adding someone to it is scary. I know it's what I've been wanting but a part of me fears losing myself"

"Believe me daughter....you will be gaining yourself. "

"Will I be successful this time?"

"You're ready...just let it happen." He smiles and pulls me to him with his arm. We touch heads side to side looking out at the water and the fire. The sun starts to peek up a brilliant red on the horizon. He says...

"Look....a new day! Grab it....."

"Thanks Still Waters...I think I will.."

Religious Freedom.....

2011-08-18T03:55:00.001-07:00

Religion...the last time I checked it was a right in this country to believe how you want, to pray and worship how you choose and in that right, is included the protection of the government to allow you to do so. In fact, this country is based on that. The Pilgrims came over on that long journey across the ocean to have just that. No one telling them how to worship.

I was raised Baptist. I am of christian faith. I tell everyone before we start circles that I am. If no one likes it that's just too bad. I have been told that in the Bible it states that those who speak with Spirits are to be condemned, but I can also show you many more passages in the Bible where Spirit was spoken to and it was just fine. I wrote a whole blog on those passages and where to find them. I won't repeat that here.

The Owl's Nest, where I do most of my work, was recently the recipient of what I consider to be a hate crime. No one was hurt but the action was clearly of an unkind nature and one to be watched. The store is a haven for many people who believe in many different ways. When you enter it you know you are someplace where you are accepted and honored. There are many roads to God..not one being better than any other. God loves us all...and how we arrive to Him/Her is completely our personal choice.

The First Amendment allows us the right to have freedom of religion. Our forefathers fought for that right. No one religion is better than another. No religion has access to heaven before another, and no one has the right to shove their religion down your throat. The Golden Rule applies to all religions: Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Don't cast a stone until you have looked within your heart to know that you are sinless. We are all sinners.....even those who profess to be "forgiven" are still sinners. If you believe in sin, that is.

People come to me when they are at a crossroads. I give them options. I don't tell anyone what to do or how to live their life. I give them choices. Sometimes it's hard to see the forest for the trees, especially when life is so stressful. I don't care how you believe...we are all brothers and sisters. We should all love one another regardless of anything. We are all connected and if you are unhappy with someone...you are unhappy with yourself.

May the Light of Jesus Christ enfold you. Yes, I believe. But my belief is not dependent on anyone else's view of me. And to the person or persons who are making themselves known in nasty little ways at the Owl's Nest. Be very careful....you are being watched.

The Law...

2011-08-14T04:37:00.000-07:00

Raymond Holliwell wrote a wonderful little book back in 1964 titled "Working With The Law". The Law meaning the Spiritual Laws of the Universe or God. He was obviously way before Abraham Hicks or The Secret. I have earmarked and watermarked and highlighted this book so much that it's about to fall apart. But they're still in print...so if I need to I can go out and get another.

Here are the 11 Spiritual Laws of the Universe and my favorite quotes of his...

#1 The Law of Thinking: We attract only what we think or create.

#2 The Law of Supply: Man will ever be poor if he demands of life a meager living and sees in it a struggle, toil, hardship and limitation.

#3 The Law of Attraction: When you constantly expect that which you persistently desire, your ability to attract becomes invincible.

#4 The Law of Receiving: No desire is felt until the supply is ready to appear. No mind can be conscious of a need or of a desire unless the possibility of its fulfillment exists.

#5 The Law of Increase: When one can sing praises in the face of adversity, the adversity will soon disappear.

#6 The Law of Compensation: You must earn what you receive or you cannot keep it.

#7 The Law of Non-Resistance: "Agree with thy adversary" is another way of saying that nothing worthwhile and lasting is ever gained by an argument.

#8 The Law of Forgiveness: Only as we forgive are we forgiven.

#9 The Law of Sacrifice: Something always has to be paid for something else.

#10 The Law of Obedience: Live in the present, do your highest duty every day, forget the past, and let the future take care of itself.

#11 The Law of Success: Know that you cannot fail until you give up. You never can fail if you never give up.

You probably heard or read some of these in the movie "The Secret". I think they referred to him several times. It's a book worth getting, worth earmarking and worth highlighting. It's timeless......

2011-08-11T05:24:00.000-07:00

Undisclosed Location.....

2011-08-08T04:26:00.000-07:00

Last week I was contacted by a man who said he found me on the internet. His wife had been psychically attacked two nights in a row and was afraid to go to sleep now. I said I would be able to come out in a few days with a team of people and check the place out but in the meantime I gave him some things his wife could do to protect herself before she went to sleep.

A few days later I went out there with a couple of team members and sat down with the couple. They were just renting the house so they then informed me that they had invited the owners to come and meet with us. Before the owners arrived though, the wife told us her experiences.

The first night she was wakened by the sound of music in the wee hours of the morning. The music sounded tinny and far away. When she got up to investigate the music died. The second night she was sleeping in the guest room and was wakened by footsteps coming down the hall towards her room. She sat up waiting to see who would appear at the doorway and no one ever did. She laid back down and was suddenly paralyzed with fear. A cold energy went up her legs and she started shaking uncontrollably. The feeling went away and in time was able to got back to sleep.

The third night she had her husband stay with her in the guest room (the master bedrooms mattress hurts her back) and after she went to sleep something overtook her again. This time she was able to whimper and her husband woke up and grabbed her. In the grabbing of her whatever it was left.

Needless to say, this poor young woman did not want to stay in this house and they actually didn't. They went to stay in a nearby family home to get away. The owners were concerned as this is a rental and they didn't want it to be labeled as a haunted home or they wouldn't be able to rent it out.

When the owners arrived, I could immediately tell that they weren't happy about us being there. The husband was quite angry and I almost asked him what he was so angry about but I thought it would just stir up more anger. I understood where they were coming from with the worry about renting the place and let them know that I was just there to see what was up and hopefully be able to get rid of it for them. The owners had never experienced any kind of weirdness in all the years they had lived there.

My team and I went upstairs to the guest room and tried to ascertain what was going on but everyone followed us up. The owners were even filming us being there which I guessed was to cover their bases in case they got sued. Unnerved me though and it was hard to concentrate on what we were picking up. They all finally went downstairs and the three of us got to work. We did an evp session and I picked up an elderly gentleman who was short, almost balding, and emaciated in a diaper. I felt that he had died in a nursing home. I got the name Henry. I talked to him about how he was scaring the tenants and that he needed to leave them alone. I believed that he meant them no harm but he had to know that his visitations were bothering them. We opened a doorway to heaven to help him pass over and as we finished the session the door to the bedroom cracked open (we had shut it). We all looked at each other and smiled.

We let the family and owners know that we were finished with the clearing of the house and that they should have no more problems. Turns out the husband of the couple's grandfather was named Henry and he had died in a nursing home and the anniversary of his death was the very next day. The wife had known the grandfather and had loved him so it all ended happily. The owners had no haunted residence and the renters were happy to continue to stay there.

On to the next one. A woman being attacked at night by something holding her down in the bed. Interesting.....

Catoctin Furnace

2011-08-04T06:50:00.000-07:00

This past Saturday we (investigating group) were scheduled to investigate a home in Catoctin, MD. The owners of the house had taken over the home when their great grandfather died and had been renovating it to bring it up to their standards. They kept feeling that he was there and honestly, they just didn't want him there. He had been an angry man throughout his life and had not treated them very kindly. His being there gave them the willies.

We arrived and sat down with the family. Nice people who really just wanted to see that their great grandfather was at peace. We walked the property and found a gravestone that was flat to the ground in their backyard. None of them had ever realized it was there. The writing on it was not legible...looked very old. We then took base line readings of the energy of the house and set up some recorders and one of us was taking photos and one had a camcorder with night vision.

I chatted with the great grandson and gave him a description of what this great grandfather looked like and he said I had described him to a T. We all felt that he had something to say or he wouldn't be hanging around so we gave him the chance to speak. Deb Robinson of Bridges@Beyond was accompanying us on this investigation and she had with her a ghost box or spirit box that uses radio waves for spirit to pick up on and form words from. Don't ask me how it works. I am technically challenged on most things but somehow it does work. At first, I was skeptical of it and the noise of it bothered me. It's like a radio that keeps flipping channels every second and it was annoying but the more you listened to it the more you got used to it and we let it roll.

Great Grandpa came through and said he wanted to apologize and he told his family he loved them. Quite moving to say the least and I asked if he felt he was ready to go to the other side and he said "yes". Then we moved on to asking questions about who was buried in the backyard and I kept hearing my name through the box. The grandson was seated next to me and he turned to me and said "I keep hearing your name"....well, so did I. Then I asked the name of the person buried in the backyard and we heard several times the name 'Annie". I was like..oh great! Its a woman and her name is Annie. Then I heard the name John and my heart froze. I suddenly realized that this wasn't someone buried in the backyard but actually a very good friend of mine named Annie who had died in 1996 of breast cancer. John was her brother that I dated for quite a while and almost married. I burst into tears....it was her voice! She then told me that she missed me and "its ok". I think she is referring to the fact that I have lost touch with her son. He was only six when she passed and I'm afraid if I contacted him now he would think "who is this crazy lady!". But, I suppose she's ok with it.

After my outburst of "I love and miss you too Annie!" we circled round and opened a doorway to heaven for grandpa to leave from. His family admitted afterwards that they felt him leave. Things have been much quieter there since we left.

I feel so blessed to have heard from my friend Annie. Out again tonight to deal with another family's night terrors. Blessings....

Forks....

2011-07-28T04:11:00.000-07:00

I find myself standing on a dirt road with Still Waters my native american protector guide. It is quiet and still. The road is flat and there are corn fields on each side of it that have been harvested so the stalks are broken and dry and close to the ground. We are standing at what looks to be a crossroad. One road going off to the left and one road going off to the right. I am wondering why he has brought me here. He is wearing his usual white tee shirt and jeans and his hair is loose. If he had been in full dress I would be worried...

"I suspect there is a reason why you've brought me here?"

"There are always reasons for my visitations, are there not?"

We smile at one another. "Ok, so what gives?" I ask

"Before you are born you are given tasks to complete and things to accomplish. These are chosen by you before you enter the womb. At some point in your life you have to stop at such a juncture and make a decision. You ask yourself "how should I continue?" Should I take the road to the left? Or the road to the right? Or should I just stand still. Most times your fear of the unknown keeps you from making the decision that needs to be made."

"Yes, I see that but why are you bringing this up?"

"Let me finish.....I am here to tell you that there is no judgement in which road you take. There is no "right" road. There are only roads. Each road leads you to where you need to be. In the end, it won't matter how you got there but that you're there. And all roads lead to home."

I look at him with a question in my eyes....

"Your road is forking......don't worry. The road you choose will always lead you home."

For me the word "home" always carries with it great emotion. I have longed to be "home" all my life. Home being the place of source.

A tear trickles down my cheek and Still Waters wipes it away for me.

"No worries my child....I'm here...."

Answer to Chicken Fried's question.....

2011-07-21T07:46:00.000-07:00

"What roll does the law of attraction play in all this? If your thoughts are vibrations that bring you more of the same thing you are vibrating, does the thought have to have intention to vibrate enough to attract?" Chicken Fried...

Here is Still Waters answer to this question:

"The Law of Attraction is one of natures laws...a law that cannot be broken. When we repeat the same things everyday...the same actions..the same beliefs....we are setting in motion the same things to keep repeating. It is like you are on auto pilot. These are not thoughts...they are repeated happenings. If bad things keep happening to you, you need to stop and think "what am I attracting? and why?"....So where or how you are vibrating, yes, does draw the same to you. Like attracts like. If you are sad...you will draw sorrow to you. If you are happy you will draw more happiness to you. By choosing how you feel you have gone beyond the "thought" of it and have made it a choice in reality. It's very simple really. Intent gives the thought motivation and then things can change. When you "intend" you are now focusing on the thoughts that define you. If you choose to be happy instead of sad...you have "intended" to change. I hope I have made myself clear."

Intent....

2011-07-21T04:14:00.000-07:00

I recently received a message from Spirit in the wee hours of the morning. The message was on "intent". That we needed to be careful of what we "intended" in our thoughts because at times it is just as bad as actually doing it. This got me wondering.....making me ask more questions. I sought out Still Waters (my protector guide) help in understanding them.

I find myself seated in a restaurant that reminds me of one that I was in on the way to the Grand Canyon. We are seated at a large round table with large menus in front of our faces. Still Waters speaks....

"I'm not sure what I want. I may go with the chicken fried steak or the lamb chops. What about you?"

I am confused. What are we doing here? But I play along...."Well, I kind of like the steak salad myself but the chicken fried steak sounds good...with lots of gravy!".

He lowers his menu and looks at me and smiles. The waitress comes over to take our order. She looks at me and I shrug...still playing along. "I think I'll have the chicken fried steak with plenty of gravy and mashed potatoes please." She smiles and says "great choice!" She turns to Still Waters and smiles..."and you sir?"

"I think I'll have the beef liver".....huh? She finishes his order and walks away.

"I thought you were having the chicken fried steak?" I ask.

He smiles...."I thought about having it but until I moved forward with it...until I made the decision it was still just a thought. I had to act on the thought and I changed my mind"....do you understand?"

I sat there for a moment. Realizing what he was trying to tell me. That until the thought is formed and a movement is made by me the intent or the thought cannot become reality. It exists to be used by me or not by me. The kitchen held many chicken fried steaks for many people....I just chose mine. And Still Waters had chosen his own thought to become reality.

"Ok...I understand that thought becomes reality when we put energy behind it. So, you're telling me that just because we think something doesn't make it so...it makes it a possibility. And whether we move on it or not indicates the amount of strength the thought has to then become an intention. Am I right?"

"Yes, but let me explain. The thought is just that...a thought. Many people put a lot of importance on them when they are just passing ideas that flow through your minds like the speed of light. An intention is something much deeper. An intention actually makes the thought a possibility that when acted on becomes reality. Intending something actually means that the person has given the thought energy....sees themself doing the thing they seek or want. That's why it is always taken into consideration during your court trials. Did the person "intend" to harm the other person? And by "intending" .. the action was taken and the harm was done. Intention is what makes the thought reality or brings it life. Good thoughts and bad thoughts...the Universe holds no judgement against it. It just is. Am I making myself clear?"

"Yes I believe so.....so I needn't worry about every little thought that I have becoming reality. Some of them are not so nice. (hey, I'm only human.) But the fact that I don't put intent or energy behind those thoughts means that they won't happen or are just hanging there as possibilities to use in the future. Am I right?"

"Yes, but it is also true when "wanting" something. Without the intent it has no energy to succeed. Steps must be taken to move forward with it. It will have no energy on it's own without it. People sit and wonder when their ship will come in or when they will have true love. But the point is, is that they sit. They sit home wondering when opportunity will knock on their door. It doesn't work like that. Intent means actually making a move....a step...it's all it takes for the Universe to know that that person is serious about their "wanting" and when it knows.. it moves heaven and earth to help the person have it."

"I get it.."

"Great!" he smiles. "Now let's eat"......

Trusting What You Receive...

2011-07-17T04:47:00.000-07:00

When I'm teaching Spiritual Development I have to keep reminding my students to accept what is being given to them by Spirit without question. Most of them feel at the best of times that they are just imagining it or it's them that's giving them the message. I too, had to learn in the early days of my study that what I was receiving was not my own. It's the most difficult of all the lessons in developing your intuition. Sometimes the voice within your head will be your own and that's when you question the thought or the comment being given. But, it's still mental mediumship. You all have it.....if you think about it. The thoughts that come and go...sometimes surprising in nature. Haven't you had something come out of your mouth almost instantly without having thought it and the other person is wowed by your comment? I'm sure you have.....

Try this.....get a group of you together and each bring a piece of jewelry that either belongs to you or was given or left to you. Take one of the pieces and pass it around...everyone holding it for a few minutes and saying whatever comes to them in their minds while holding it. It could be something very simple or very stupid but just say it out loud. You never know what might be revealed to be correct so just keep your mouth running. Some questions you might want to ask yourself while holding the jewelry are: "Is the person who owned this alive or dead?" Then quickly go with the first response that you received. "Was it given to them or did they purchase it?" and again go with the first response. "Give me a name or letter of the person who owned this" and again go with the very first feeling or knowing in your mind. Keep asking.....I find that I won't get anything else from Spirit until I voice what I received. So if you're stuck for information while holding it....just keep talking. It moves the energy along.

Sometimes in circle I will give information that the person receiving it looks at me strangely or says "no", I continue because I have found that Spirit knows what it's saying and in most cases the person is in denial or shut off from hearing the information. I tell them to take it home with them and ponder it. If I start telling Spirit "no, you're wrong"...I get nothing else.

Trust for me has been the biggest hurdle in what I do. I wasn't raised to trust anyone. But in my work I have to....if I gave someone a message like "Well...I think you might...." I don't think anyone would accept what I was giving. Do you?

I HAVE to trust that what I'm getting is correct. It's the hardest thing for my students to grasp...and some never do but then there are some who start to shine and I inwardly smile "Yes!" she's listening!!! It's a great feeling.

Dear Miss Cleo.....

2011-07-13T11:32:00.000-07:00

I received your comments today on my blog entitled "Sink or Swim" and you're right - I'm not going to post them as I feel they were hateful and very untrue. I have NEVER EVER told anyone that their family member who committed suicide would burn in hell. Anyone who knows me knows that this would never be something that would come out of my mouth. The number one reason is, is that I don't believe in Hell...nor have I ever believed in Hell. If you would like to talk about this...send me a message here with your email address or on facebook messaging with an email that I can contact you with. If for any reason you felt that I did say what you think I said....I would like to offer my apologies.

Truly, Terri

Parallel Lives...

2011-07-13T03:39:00.000-07:00

I have noticed over the years a recurring dream. It's not so much the body of the dream but it's the place that I keep going back to. It's a city built around a mountain and the roads are windy and steep. The houses seem to be built into the mountain itself and be close to one another. There is a convenience store in the city that I continue to go to as well. It seems like a 7-11 but I'm not sure...I never seem to see a sign for it.

There have been moments in the dream when I can see much more of this city. I know it gets snow because I've driven in it. I know it's near an ocean because I've driven to it. I can still see the road in my mind that took me there. I have been lost in this city and tried to find my way out. It always seems to be the same place that I go to.

How could this be? I've never been to this city that I know of in my present form. Could it be a parallel life? Could I be living there in some other dimension and be having glimpses of it?

Years ago I attended a conference that Shirley MacLaine was hosting. In it she told us a story about a very prominent high ranking military man who came to her with an odd story. At night he would dream of a whole other life. A life on another planet with a different wife, different job and different kids. When waking he would worry about his family when he was gone and in sleep he would worry about his family here. How odd I thought. But is it so impossible?

When I was attending Culinary School in Baltimore I would drive over an hour to and from school from where I lived for a year. Many times I was completely exhausted while driving. School and work were my life. One day, as I was driving home from school, I kindof went into a zone and I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. You feel like you're on automatic pilot and somehow you get to where you're going and not even remember how you got there. Anyway, during this zoning out, I was thinking about all these people and wondering how they were and I was worried about a few of them. When I woke from the zone...I freaked. None of these people I knew in my present life. I even tried to remember why I was so worried about them and capture the names of them before they slipped my mind and I couldn't. I just knew that I had been thinking about people that I didn't know HERE. I had to pull the car over I was so shaken by it.

In the soul clearing work that I used to do I would find that some people had glimpses of their parallel lives. If all time happens at the same time this might make sense. If we're living all of our past lives (or not so past lives) at once then it seems like it might be a common thing to glimpse them on occasion. But, I don't believe that it's healthy. It's like if we were born with complete recollection of all of our lives we wouldn't get anything done while in our present form. We would be too worried and too connected to another life to move on. In my work as a soul clearer I would remove the ability if it was interfering with your present life.

So...could this city I keep seeing be a parallel life in another dimension or even here on earth? I am beginning to believe so......it is happening too often to disregard.

To Sink or Swim....

2011-07-10T07:50:00.000-07:00

In some recent circles I have come across those who feel guilty for not being there for their family members when they felt they were probably needed most. One such instance was a woman whose daughter was a drug addict and she had enabled her for a long time and then decided it was time to cut her loose. The daughter then floundered and committed suicide. The Mom was feeling a lot of guilt about it.

Another woman's son is still in the living but her deceased Father came through in circle to tell her that she was mamby pambying him....that he would not have put up with him using drugs and living under his roof. The Mom was torn with what to do.

Remember that Spirit comes through as their own personality. Just because someone is dead doesn't mean that they are suddenly enlightened and have all the answers. You must follow your heart but also look at things objectively and without emotion. I counseled the Mother whose daughter had committed suicide and let her know that I felt or sensed that the daughter would have gone down that road anyway. That it wasn't her fault and the daughter didn't seem to be holding any of that against her.

I turn now to Still Waters (my protector guide) to ask some questions:

We are sitting by the ocean as we most always are but this time the sun is going down and the sky is beautiful pinks and purples. We sit quietly for a moment just taking in the beauty of it all. I take a deep breath and Still Waters says:

"When you are born the gift of life is given and the breath of God fills your lungs...that first cry of a child is representative of the intake of God. When one takes their own life the heavens cry out. You are so lucky to have the experiences of life. So many others would love to be human...to have the human experience. The heavens cry out because of the pain associated with leaving this earth. The pain of loss, of disappointment, the pain of realizing that the person taking their life didn't know or understand the gift that was given to them."

I hear his words and slowly start to cry for all those that didn't understand.

"Your tears are representative of the millions of tears that Spirit sheds for them. But let me assure you...that their coming home is just as joyous as anyone else's. They are greeted with love and celebration. There is no judgement here on the Other Side....just complete understanding. We know that it's not easy being in the physical body. Some of us have chosen to never return to that experience. We honor those who choose it and comfort those who decide it's time to leave it"

"So there's no such thing as being damned for all eternity because you take your own life?" I ask

"No, never. Does it really make sense that the Universe would do that to one of it's own"?

"Yeah, I never believed that but I know many people who do" I answer

"The gift of life is precious. But if you don't want it no one faults you for returning it. Do you see? The Universe's feelings may be hurt...but there is no anger...no loss of love. Tell your people...they need to know".

"Thank you Still Waters...I will"

The Choice of Love....

2011-07-06T03:46:00.000-07:00

Everyone is up in arms about the Casey Anthony trial. I found myself getting swept up in it. So many unanswered questions. Especially from a jury that quickly deliberated and then ran off home without explaining their votes. No one understands why this young baby has received no justice...but has she? Still Waters speaks his views....

Today we sit on rocks that over look the ocean. The waves crash against the rocks spraying water all around us.

"The fury of the waves hitting these rocks is the same fury that many of you hold in your hearts about this trial"....

"Yes, that's right" I reply

"But these waves and these rocks will be here long after you and all you know have left this earth"....

"OK...but what's the point?", I ask.

"The anger that you and others are putting out to the Universe will continue long after you are gone. Do you want to leave that legacy? Do you understand that the anger will reverberate forever? One wave of it will damage many others. Do you understand?"

My mind and heart opened. "Yes, I do understand".

"The truth will come to Light. Everyone needs to calm down and let the Laws of the Universe handle this one. Nothing gets by it. You know that. You just need to be reminded of it. So all need to relax and let the Universe do it's job."

"I see.. I really do...but now that we have put that anger out there...how can we change it. How can we make it better?"

He sighed..."Little one..you know this! Close your eyes.....take a deep breath and send love to the waves....send love to the Mother of this young child...send love to the child. Watch what happens."

Behind my eyes I send love....I send love to the waves (all of us)...I send love to the Mother of Caylee.....and then I send love to Caylee herself. I feel myself calming down...I had no idea I was holding so much stress in my body. The waves slow down to a small lapping.....Casey Anthony disappears and Caylee is all smiles.

"Where did the Mother go Still Waters?"

"She will fade from everyones minds....the child is what matters. She has brought the country together to find peace within this situation and many other situations concerning child neglect. Her mission was accomplished. Remember that there is a reason for everything. In the throes of pain you may not notice it or even believe in it....but you will see. Much good will come of this...."

"Thank you....I needed to be reminded of this. You're right...I knew this but had forgotten. What is your message to those who can't seem to get past this?"

"Tell them that instead of complaining about the process that has caused them so much anger...to instead use the anger to make the changes necessary. Anger can move mountains. If the anger is turned to love...the mountain will move with more purpose and achieve much."

"It's hard sometimes to let anger go"...I respond

"Yes it is. We wish we could give you the clarity that we have here on the Other Side. The simplicity of things.....the meaning of what happens in your realm but we can't. The beauty is in finding this out for yourselves. Some of you have already found it and have left this realm for ours. Soon you will all be given a choice to make that leap. What will you choose little one?"

"I choose love"....I respond with a smile...

"Wise choice......"

Challenges.....

2011-06-26T04:19:00.000-07:00

If you are a follower of this blog you know that I keep it real. I don't hide anything from you...maybe that's not a good thing but I'm an Aries and we Aries tell it like it is whether you like it or not..lol. Anyway, I have been struggling lately with my mission....where I'm going...should I even be going at all, etc. Still Waters (my protector guide) has stepped in to answer my burning question.

It is early morning and the sun is just starting to peek along the horizon. Still Waters and I sit huddled together with a small fire burning in front of us. An Indian blanket is draped over our shoulders.

"Little One...why torture yourself so much?"

"I'm just so tired of struggling Still Waters....I feel like I've been climbing hills all my life and I am tired. There are days when I want to give up and just go back to a 9 to 5 job. At least then I'll know I have a paycheck and health benefits. All the things we physical people have to deal with here on the earth plane."

He sighed..."OK....we understand. But we will miss you..."

Shocked, I look at him. "What? You're not going to argue with me? You're not going to tell me that all will be good? That you and the other guides and teachers will take care of me?"

He smiled...."of course...but I've said all those things to you already. We all have. What you are really dealing with now is the notion that you're not reaching people. That you're not making a difference in others lives. Isn't that so?"

This time I sigh..."Yes, I am struggling with that as well".

He replies. "You must stop using the word struggling. It brings more struggle to you."

"Ok then...what word should I use?"

He thinks..."How about challenges...yes, that's a good one. Because there are good and bad challenges.."

He goes on..."Listen, there will be times when you feel you are not convincing others of your abilities. The funny thing is, is that people don't realize that they all have this ability. That all of them can touch in with us and communicate. You are opening their eyes to new possibilities. You are the person they go to see and leave saying "hey, I think I can do that". That is the purpose of your work. To show people that they too can get their answers. That they too can have a relationship with us and those who have loved them and moved on to the other side. When they leave your circle they may not be convinced that you have touched the other side. But you know you have...we know you have...and by being there they have been inspired, if maybe by only a few degrees, to seek more and more answers for themselves. You are awakening those to seek....plain and simple"

I blink.....the sun is starting to rise. The fire is starting to go out. The world seems to be waking and so do I. I smile....."Ok, I guess I'm on the right path then"

He nods ...."Oh! and about the challenges of living in the material world...we've got it covered"...

I smile...."thanks....I appreciate that"

"Aho!"

Your Beautiful Soul....

2011-06-25T04:46:00.000-07:00

Last night's circle was a good one. I have found that sometimes spirit that comes in gives very profound messages. One such message was given last night....

A young high school age girl was attending with her Mom. Spirit told me that she lets her fears get in the way of accomplishing things. That she worries about little things that keep her from progressing or making the small steps necessary to try new things. To believe in herself. The message to her was this: "This circle here is all a lie....just as all of your life is a lie. You have created this moment and we (the rest in the circle) have created this moment. We have created this moment together. This moment is exactly what you have made it to be. You, my dear, are just a fragment of yourself here. There are many other fragments of yourself in many other places. You are just a small piece of a large, vast soul. A soul much grander than you can even imagine. You are living all of your lives at one time. All those reincarnations are happening right now. And when one of those pieces of yourself die off...they come back to you. So...don't fear the small stuff. Don't fear so much that you keep yourself from doing something. It's all about you...it's your deal...it's your life. Experience all that you can and don't let anyone tell you that you can't. If you could see "the you" that I see....you would be astounded and fear would hold no place within you."

If you have read Don Miguel Ruiz's book called "The 4 Agreements" you would understand the concept of a life that is a lie. In other words....we are raised to believe as our parents. And they were raised to believe as their parents. Just because someone believes something doesn't actually make it so. But then again....it is our life to choose how we believe. We should always honor another person's road. It may not be the same road that we are on....and it may seem silly to us that that person has chosen that road....but choose it they have.

Fear is the great lie of the planet. We created fear to put limitations in our life. Limitations that keep us from progressing. Even the smallest of fears carry a large weight. I am not immune from it and neither are you. But I believe working on ridding ourselves of it is imperative for our growth here.

Take a small step today into something that you have put off for fear of it. Anything that produces fear is a great learning experience. And with each learning experience we grow closer and closer to seeing who we really are. A great, large, vast, beautiful soul.......

Being Tested...

2011-06-23T08:04:00.000-07:00

Lately I have been having people in circle try to test my abilities. I get so weary of it. Last night was one such circle.

It was a small circle with only a few people attending. It was private and one of the attendees had been to one of my circles before and had brought two work friends with her to experience "me" I guess. I could tell right away that they were skeptics.

While giving messages to one of them she offered the information that she was engaged...the other one got upset and tried to 'shush' her exclaiming..."I wanted her to tell you that!".

To tell you the truth people...I don't care if you think I'm any good or not. But I do care about games being played in my circles. Like the woman in another circle who asked me "was I at my father's bedside when he died?"...excuse me...but you don't know that? Or the other woman who asked me "what was my father's favorite song"....didn't she know? Or the people who just sit there with their arms crossed and grunt their responses. Or those who say "may....be..." long and drawn out to let me know that they will not answer the direct question. I ask questions to keep the energy going...not to get the answers from you.

I grow weary of it. When the testing starts the energy goes down or even stops so your inviting someone who is a skeptic doesn't help me or you. It ruins it. So please...don't invite someone just to see the "weirdo"....invite them because they believe and have a need to communicate with someone who loved them. Or didn't love them as some cases have been.

I am over "the testing" and next time it happens.....I will end the circle.....right there and then.

Asking for help...

2011-06-21T08:43:00.001-07:00

I've been letting little things get to me lately. Things that wouldn't ordinarily upset me have been upsetting me. I am usually a very easy going person. Most things just run right off my back so I have been wondering what is going on with me. The energies of the planet? Sometimes I get so tired of people using that as their excuse. I don't want to use it as mine. Frustration is the key feeling. Things don't seem to be progressing as quickly as I would expect them to. They are progressing but at a snail's pace. I have asked Still Waters to meet with me today to discuss it.

****We sit as usual by the ocean but today there are people everywhere on the beach and they are crowding us in. I'm not very happy about this and immediately feel put out.

"Why are all these people here? I just want you to myself!"

He sighs and brushes sand that a child has just kicked on his jeans. We sit cross legged on the beach as always staring forwards to the ocean but there is shrieking of children and radio's playing all around us. "This is to prove a point to you"...

"OK, what's the point? It's not clear!"

He sighs again....."Look around you. Why do you let the actions of others upset your day? Haven't you learned by now that those around you are drawn to you to teach the lesson each day? Don't you know by now that the lesson is within you? Don't you get it that these people are here at your own invitation?"

"huh?" "what? I didn't invite these people...you did!"

Still Waters turns to look at me. "Look at me and tell me that you don't know that this...all of this...this confusion, this frustration, this anger....hasn't been invited by you. Tell the truth.....in an instant it can all go away..at your own choosing."

I start to cry..."but I don't want it! I don't want to keep feeling this way! I want peace, harmony, unconditional love and dangit I just want to know that I am loved!"

He continues to stare at me. I sigh deeply..."ok, ok...yes, I understand. Now can we make it all go away?"

In a blink....all the people are gone. It is quiet and peaceful....the only sound is the waves and the occasional seagull. He grabs my hand and squeezes it. "See? That wasn't so difficult was it?!"

"Remember that your life here is all a lie. It is not who you really are. Just as no one else is who they really are. It is a fragment of you. A piece....one that will be gathered together with all those other pieces of you when you return home. The anger, the frustration, the sense of being alone is just a figment of your imagination. Release it and send it back to nothingness because that is where it belongs. Not within you.....You are pure light. As all are pure light. When you feel at odds with yourself and others...ask for help. We are here for that you know...all of your guides and teachers and loved ones in Spirit are here to help you. You need only ask."

I close my eyes and take a deep breath of salt air and I hang my head down and start a prayer "Great Spirit....help me to see that I am loved, protected, and nurtured by you each day. That I am not alone in this journey. That the roadblocks before me I have put there and they are easily walked over and around. Keep me strong and clear in my understanding that my life is what I make it and that it's been all my own doing and that I can change it. Fill me with your Light, your love, your strength."

I open my eyes and Still Waters is there beside me. All the people have returned, but this time them being here doesn't bother me. In fact.... I see each face as someone I could love.......

Stories....

2011-06-15T06:24:00.000-07:00

I am sitting by the ocean with my spirit guide "Still Waters". It's a beautiful morning with the sun just peeking over the horizon. It is quiet and still....just like his name. He speaks softly to me...

"Everyone has a story. And each story is unique and special to them. Just like these shells on the beach here. None are the same. But just like these grains of sand...together they make a cohesive unit. Together they connect to make a whole."

I sit next to him looking out at the ocean and the sun and I am pondering his words. Yes, we are all unique and together we make a whole. He continues...

"The sun each day rises as it is right now. Someday's the sun is covered by clouds. Someday's it bright and shining. But...it always rises. Just like the sun...your faith needs to rise each day. Even if you feel cloudy or unsure of what the day will bring. Know that the sun rises and each day is a new beginning."

I look at the sun and feel it's warmth bathe my face. I shut my eyes and see the blood red of the sun behind them. I take a deep breath and sigh. Yes, the sun always rises and my faith needs to match it. Relentlessly faithful.

"Let the wind dance between you but always bring you back together. With the strength of the wind we can change minds, we can move mountains. This strength resides in everyone. Draw on the strength of the wind to make the changes necessary in your lives. Feel the wind pulling at you and know that it seeks to heal"

I sit and feel the sea breeze pick up and blow my hair. We sit there with our hair blowing wildly around us and then it softens and dies down. I remember as a child running out into the middle of the street when the wind picked up and throwing my arms out...letting the wind take me where it wanted and feeling completely safe. Yes, the wind needs to dance between us but also bring us back together again.

"So many you love have passed over into the spirit world. Their journey upon this earth, in this instance, has ended. Yours continues. When Great Spirit calls you home ...you cannot say no. We all have our moment to be here. Trust that all that you need to accomplish will happen before the day of going home"

I turn to look at him and our eyes meet. His soul touches my soul and I know his words are true. I have many miles yet to go. I miss my friends and my family who have passed over but I am certain to see them again and hold them in my arms.

"Thank you Still Waters...you always put things in their proper perspective for me"

He smiles.....Aho.....

Being Special...

2011-06-09T07:09:00.001-07:00

I was watching Oprah's last show the other day. A friend had recorded it for me and we were watching together. Most of her advice I had already heard or knew but one thing stood out for me. She talked of everyone needing to be heard. Of being told that their words and thoughts mattered....by somebody. I have found that to be true in my dealings with people.

Sometimes I can't get a word in edgewise at my readings. The client just needs to talk. I understand that. Sometimes the client needs me to relay to them that "yes, they are special". To validate what is happening in their lives as "different". I get a lot of those.

I remember early in my days of figuring out how to use my gifts I would go to psychics waiting to hear them acknowledge my abilities. Most of them didn't. If I don't acknowledge your gifts or haven't acknowledged yours....I am sorry and I am not perfect.

Somedays I don't feel like I do a very good job even though others tell me that I was right on. Sometimes I feel that people want or expect too much of me. If you are looking for me to tell you how to live your life...I won't. If you want me to tell you right from wrong...I won't. If you want me to hold your hand while you continue to make the same mistakes over and over again....I won't. But, I will hear you.

We all want to know that we are "special". And special we are....seeing the God in you means you should be seeing the God in me too. I urge everyone to get out of their own heads and their own ways for just a few moments and see that God is also in someone else besides yourself. Be kind to one another. Think about someone else for a change. It's not all about you or me. It's about US.

Yes..you are special. But guess what...so is everyone else....

Bingo Bully...

2011-06-04T03:49:00.000-07:00

Last night I went to play bingo with my friend Judy. We do this on rare occasions because I rarely ever win. I can't see losing all that money, that often, so I only go when I feel prepared to lose. But that's not why I'm writing about it.

A woman seated next to me had purchased a set of playing cards for her brother who came in late. He brought his teenage daughter and she was there helping him play. The daughter started to grow tired so the father decided to leave and take her home. He gave his cards to his sister to finish playing for him. Everyone was teasing her when she started to win a few games, asking her if she were going to share with him. Of course not she said. He left them. But...that's still not why I brought this bingo excursion up.

When the trade off happened, it reminded me of a time when I was playing bingo with my elderly Aunt at the local Eagles club. You don't have to be a member to play their bingo games. At the Eagles club, in a separate room, there is a bar. Sometimes, when it gets rowdy in the bar area, you can hear the ruckus in the bingo room. This night that I speak of was one of those nights. A few games into the evening a woman came and sat down next to us. She was friendly with us and we talked a bit or two about bingo, etc. Nothing elaborate. A few games later it got quiet over in the bar area and a man came over who had been in the bar and sat down across from her. I gathered that they were married. He started to grumble and complain. Couldn't they go home now? Did she have to play bingo? He wanted to leave and wanted her to stop playing bingo so he could go home. I could tell that she didn't want to leave but she sweetly agreed and handed us her cards to play. I could tell that if she hadn't complied with his request...it would have got ugly at home. How do I know this? Because, I know the signs having grown up in an alcoholic family. All hell would break loose if Dad didn't get HIS way.

Yesterday, I was watching Dr. Phil. I am not a Dr. Phil fan but sometimes his show is on in the background of my day. It was touching on a woman who felt she had to give in to her husband's cheating ways. They brought the husband out and within about a minute the husband had stormed off the stage cause he didn't like what was being said about him. Duh.....anyway...the point was made by Dr. Phil that this husband was acting childlike. That children are interested in having fun and not responsibility. Made sense. Here this guy was acting like a petulant child because the errors of his ways were being pointed out. Granted it was in front of millions of people but heck...what did he expect.

The point of this blog....yes, there is one....is that we should never give in to a bully. Even if that bully is our husband. Relationships like these are emotionally draining. Forever giving them what they want and you receiving nothing is damaging. Keeping the peace all the time is debilitating. Trust me...I've seen it happen within my own family and my own life. If it's happening to you...you are enabling it. You don't think highly enough of yourself. Your needs don't matter and take a low billing on the totem pole of importance. These people don't change....only you can change. Do it now before you lose yourself in it. You know who you are.....

Blessings...Terri

"I Walked with Spirits"

2011-06-03T06:56:00.000-07:00

I mentioned in my last blog that I spent Memorial Day weekend at the retreat center for the United Metaphysical Churches in Roanoke, VA. While there, I picked up a neat little book that Rev. Brown suggested we all purchase. It's called: "I Walked with the Spirits" written by Jeanette Strack-Zanghi D.Min as Gerda Slater. Gerda Slater is a woman who now resides in a retirement community in Florida and Jeanette heard she had some amazing stories of her experiences with Spirit and wanted to get them all in print.

The book starts with her beginnings of course. Her life in Germany before Hitler's reign and then touching on what life was like for her during his reign. Then her meeting the love of her life - an American soldier and finally moving to the US to be with him. She was also able to bring her parents who she adored and they all lived happily in Florida.

Then her Mother died and Gerda was beside herself with grief. She was desperate to know where she went and how she was. She started reading everything she could on the afterlife. One day as she and her husband were walking around an antique store, a man from behind the counter told her that a woman in a wheelchair (in Spirit) was following them around the store. She was convinced it was her Mother. From there, she and her husband Eddy decided to start going to a Spiritualist Church near where they lived. Then her Father died and Gerda decided she needed to know more about life after death and she missed them so badly that she wanted to talk to them.

They started attending Camp Silver Belle in PA. This camp is no longer there but the stories she has of it and the experiences she had attending the circles are quite amazing. This book speaks of a time gone by. Of physical mediumship being at it's all time best. Manifestations of Spirit, Trumpet Circles, Card Precipitations, Silk Precipitations, and full blown Materializations. I am so jealous that she was able to experience all that wonder.

There are very few Mediums doing anything like this anymore. I have seen a few card precipitators and they are very good. But, materializations are a thing of the past. The church says that it's no longer important to show people these kind of signs from Spirit. And I have seen one materialization that I thought was quite remarkable. I was able to see Rev. Brown's joy guide rush in and out of his cabinet (an enclosed space covered with black curtains so that ectoplasm can build within it around the medium). I feel fortunate that I was able to witness that circle.

I am wishing the old time Medium's work was still around. I would love to experience the levitations and materializations. What I wouldn't give to see my loved ones again who have passed to the other side. I cannot give myself readings...I have to go to someone else. And there are good ones out there...you just need to look hard for them.

I'm sure you've heard of Lily Dale but there is another place that is worth mentioning. Camp Chesterfield in Indiana. I myself will be making a trek out there soon to check the place out. Many Mediums work in and around there. Gerda speaks of attending events there as well.

Gerda's book was a vanity press publication so it is hard to come by. Though I'm sure if you contacted the United Metaphysical Church in Roanoke...they would be happy to send you a copy. It's not the best written book I've ever read...but the stories of the circles are worth reading.

Our own Brigadoon...

2011-05-31T07:12:00.000-07:00

Just got back from a weekend at the United Metaphysical Churches retreat camp in Roanoke, VA. I always enjoy being there. It feels like you step into your own little Brigadoon there. It's quiet and peaceful. The crazy outside world isn't allowed in and it's refreshing to be there. It's like a balm that is sorely needed when you arrive and it's a bittersweet sadness when leaving it.

The weekend was filled with classes taught by the best Mediums and circles that they held during the day and evening. There were only a few of us there this weekend so it was nice to have the Mediums all to ourselves.

I got a chance to just sit and chat with Rev. Reed Brown while rocking in the chairs outside the dorm rooms. He is such a nice man. We talked of his love for the place and all the things he still wants to do to it. He is animated when he speaks of the lily pond with goldfish that is up and around the bend of the property. He wants to put a gazebo in and really make it a place for people to sit and unwind back there. His goal is to not only make this a place of learning but a place that you could go just to retreat for a little while. Forget your troubles and regroup. In my opinion, it is already such a place.

On our last night we all met in the Alpha and Omega garden. Here is where some of the really great Mediums have had their ashes buried. Rev. Brown, Rev. Fitzgerald and Rev. Tedora each gave us messages. I sat there thinking "he's going to ask us to give messages" and sure enough he turned the tables on us and asked us to do so. I jumped up and tackled the assignment and I think I did ok. At least, I think I did. One of the women I gave a message to came up to me afterwards and exclaimed how accurate my reading was. That was nice to hear.

If you're ever in the Roanoke area....stop by and chat with Diane in the office. She'll tell you all about what goes on there, what's available, rooms to let for a day or however long you want to stay. Holiday weekends there are usually really great workshops going on and circles that you can attend if you've signed up for the weekend. Once there, you never have to leave the property because the food is included in your weekend payment. And try to get there on friday night before your weekend to experience the All Message Service led by the Mediums that are teaching that weekend. The messages from Spirit are moving.

I am glad to be home but always glad to be there.....in a soothing oasis just around the bend.

Making Change.....

2011-05-22T03:32:00.000-07:00

I think that I have written so much about this topic that my fingers are bleeding. Not literally of course, but there it goes...all over my keyboard. Little drops of blood that leave a lasting stain. The topic is.....drum roll.....making change in your lives. I know change is scary...heck..I've been through so much of it it's become an old friend.

I don't understand the woman who stays in a rotten relationship because of the kids....or for financial reasons...or whatever reason she comes up with to stay in it. If you're unhappy...guess what...you're going to stay unhappy until you change things. Now whether that's changing your mind about the situation or actually leaving...that is up to you. BUT change MUST be made. I tell people all the time...if you don't make the changes then the Universe will ultimately make the change for you and it won't be pleasant by then.

Do you understand that by being or thinking negatively that you just draw more of that to you? Do you know that each word or thought that you put out there that is unkind...will come back to you? Ten fold? Now, I am not perfect. We all make mistakes...we all say things that we wish we hadn't. When that happens do your best to apologize or to let the Universe know that you were sorry to put that out into it. It will come back to you...trust me. I've lived it.

I did a circle this weekend where a young man's best friend showed up in Spirit. He had died a violent death at his own hand. In the message, he conveyed to the young man that he needed to follow his heart and his gift. The young man had been a wonderful artist and he had let one person's remarks about his artwork keep him from following his dream. He told me to tell him that he will haunt him until he finds his passion for artwork again. And I believe that he will.

No one knows why someone says something like that...something hurtful or hateful. Clearly...they are motivated by their own feelings or lack of self worth. That person could have been jealous? Could have been lamenting their own choice not to follow their heart. Remember this....when someone says something hateful or unkind to you...it really isn't about you. It's about themselves.

In another reading this weekend I met a woman who had lived through many years of an unhappy marriage. Her husband had passed and she was not interested in speaking with him. I could feel her anger and hurt emanating across the table towards me. I understood why she didn't want to speak to him but not the staying with him for years of unhappiness. If you continue to stay or be in something that eats away at you day after day...for the sake of the kids or because your religion keeps you there...I feel sorry for you. You're not living and it's a choice that YOU make. No one else. Get it?

I know another woman who won't leave her husband until she finds someone else to love her. So she's willing to cheat on him to find the love of her life. She had married because she thought it was time to get married and her husband had bugged her and bugged her until she said yes. She's never really loved him. But she won't leave until there's someone to take his place. So when she finds this new love...she'll just be taking the old issues with her. It's not about the husband...it's about herself. It's all about yourself.

It's your movie...your script...your story. How are you going to make it turn out? Sitting on the couch and watching it pass by? Seeing others succeed while you just sit there? What's the worse that could happen?

Face your future...it's right there in front of you. Make the changes that need to be made or nothing will happen. Change your thoughts......get rid of the negativity of yourself and others. As so many others have said before me.....be the change that you wish to see in the world.

Spells....

2011-05-18T03:39:00.000-07:00

I have argued internally for a while about whether to share this about myself. As it is embarrassing to admit but I suppose it's something others can learn from. I have found it to be eye opening to say the least. Here goes.....

Years ago, when I was in my early 20's (after leaving my husband and now raising my daughter while living with my sister for a bit) I was dating another young man who I suppose I must have liked a great deal (but now wonder why...lol). We had been dating for a short time and he came to me and confided that he liked me but he also liked someone else and could he see us both? Uh...no. So, of course I was sad about it and here's the wiggy weird part....I found a book at my sisters house sitting on the dining room table and it was about casting spells. It was old and ratty and not even sure where it came from to tell you the truth. But I started looking through it and found a love spell. Now...I am not a spell caster....I was not raised believing in such things. But I was curious and so I went about casting a spell for this young man to like only me. The spell was cast so long ago that I don't even remember the ins and outs of it. All I remember is, is that it involved drying chicken bones...wrapping them in silk...and putting them in a dark place to be undisturbed. After casting it.....weirdly..I forgot all about having cast it. I thought nothing of it and it didn't hold any power over me...or so I thought.

So the young man then started stalking me. Yes.....or at least to me it felt like that. He became a puppy dog following me around and since we worked in the same building...he wouldn't leave me alone. It got to the point where I didn't want him around me and when I heard he was looking for me I would hide in a closet. Finally, he left that place of employment...joined the military and got married. I was relieved. Then, one day, after his marriage he came looking for me again and again I hid in the closet. I didn't want any part of him.

Back to now. I was in conversation with some people who do a lot of casting spells. Here I am...still not believing that these things have any power over your life but all of a sudden I was hit with a lightning bolt! Here I am....55 years old and never been in love. Never found Mr. Right....never felt the urge to marry one of the men that I spent years with. So I asked...sheepishly...."could this love spell I cast so many years ago have kept me from finding love in my life?" I received a resounding "Hell Yeah!"

So we put our heads together and it just so happened that one of the group had a way to get the info needed to uncast myself. And I never would have believed that I would ever turn down that road again but here I am in the middle of a 13 day ritual to uncross myself from this young man from so many years ago. If this is what my subconscious needs to rid myself of it ...then I will do it and I am.

It involves brewing a tea of hyssop, rue and sea salt before the sun rises each morning for 13 days. Then pouring the tea over my head after my shower and drip drying while standing between two lit candles and reading the 51st psalm. Wild huh? But, I am doing it and have 5 more days of it left. I have noticed differences in how I view the world. Mainly that I have noticed the men around me. One of my friends mentioned that when you're married or tied to someone you may look but never touch and that is how I have noticed I am with life. I don't look at men.....it is like I have been married all this time. I remember one of my colleagues saying to me once..."Terri, I don't think if Mr. Right were standing in front of you, you would even notice him".....he was right. I wouldn't and I didn't.

So...me a non-believer in spells...cast one so long ago that I don't even remember how the book got there or where the bones went. But I do know.....it's almost over.

Being respected...

2011-05-08T04:53:00.001-07:00

While on facebook this morning I saw a post from Michael Moore about the health care system in this country. It was actually a link to a blog written by a woman who was treated badly at the doctors' office. It made me remember the times that I have been treated that way. I wonder why the times that we are treated badly remain so etched in our minds while the times that we have been treated compassionately rarely are remembered. Many of my friends are in the health care business and will fiercely stand up for any kind of reference to any one of them being cold or disinterested but we have to face it....these kinds of people are everywhere. The woman writing the article went on to blame the whole health care system...but honestly, I don't think that's the case. I think it was the energy of that office that she was visiting. Someone had set the tone for the place and if it had been me....I never would have gone back. That would have been it for me.

Back when I was getting diagnosed as having breast cancer...I had found the lump. I went to the gynecologist and she sent me immediately to get a mammogram and see a surgeon. The surgeon seemed like a kind man but he was rough in his handling of me and I was concerned from the start. Then they sent me to get a biopsy and the head of radiology there told me that the biopsy wasn't needed. That what he thought it was was just a blocked duct and I could go home. Hmmm....I was elated of course! The surgeon said that he had known this radiologist for 18 years and if he said it was nothing then it must be. But then he went on to say that he wanted to see me again in 3 months.

Three months passed by and I went back to him. He started talking about how he thought I had some rare geriatic type of breast cancer. I just looked at him. Really? No......so I left and tried to forget about everything for a bit. But...the lump was still there.

About 8 months later I found a doctor ( actually she was a nurse practitioner who worked for a doctor) that I thought I could trust and she immediately rushed me to get another mammogram and sonogram. I went to the imaging place right there in the local hospital and when it was my turn...the technician started to berate me. Asking why I thought I was in need of a sonogram. That who did my nurse practitioner think she was by ordering it...on and on being mean and angry about it. I couldn't believe it! She said she was going to call my nurse practitioner who she kept claiming was NOT a doctor and who did she think she was. She called the nurse and they had words over the phone. She hung up and was clearly pissed. I was so angry at this point that I walked up to the imaging machine and said "just take the damn picture!" because by then she was trying to apologize.

After the mammogram I was scurried over to another room and was sonogrammed. I could see the concerned look on the faces of the techs...even though they are not supposed to show it and knew that something was wrong. That it wasn't just a blocked duct. I was scheduled for biopsy with a day or two.

After the biopsy and during treatment, I went back to my nurse practitioner and she told me that she had been astounded by the actions of the tech at the mammogram site. She just hung her head and shook it. But, her nurses aide who was an elderly woman started yelling about it...up and down the halls of the doctors office about how badly I had been treated and could you believe it? She has cancer for crying out loud! Her yelling left me feeling vindicated but I really wanted the tech to understand her treatment of me was hurtful. The nurse practitioner said "oh, don't worry...we've taken care of that".

So, I seriously wished that the next time I went to the imaging place that I would hear that this woman had been fired but she hadn't. She was still there but steered far away from me when I visited.

I have been treated like this on several occasions. But, I can say that I have been treated with loving kindness as well. If you're not being respected by your Doctor...or anyone for that matter...remove yourself and never return. Find a new Doctor. I know it's a pain to do so....but don't sit there and be abused. Stand up for yourself and let them know that they are hurting you. I have found that when you point it out to them...they are generally shocked that they are being that way. Some are and some aren't. Be picky.....it's really ok...

Messes....

2011-05-01T04:41:00.000-07:00

Recently I received a phone call from a woman who lived in a nearby city. She had gone to the Owl Nest and had talked to one of the owners who had referred her to me. It seems her house has negative energy in it and wants it to be cleared. Well we played phone tag for a few days and when we finally spoke she told me that she was new to "all this metaphysics stuff" and had been told by someone that her house held negative energy. I asked when she noticed the negative feeling to her home and she said when this person came over and told her. So......she didn't notice it before this person came over? Hmmmm......so digging further she tells me that in the interim of trying to get me on the phone she talked to this "other" person about trying to contact me and this "other" person has now offered to clear the house for her......and most probably for a price. Of course, this triggered red flags within me. First, she didn't know there was negative energy until this person told her and now this person wants to clear the house for her for a charge? What does that sound like to you? Anyway, frustrated, I told her that if needed, she could contact me again and that I don't charge for clearing of houses....maybe gas money if there's a distance involved. I wished her well.

It's granted that we all need to make a living but I have always been of the mind that I didn't want to charge the average Joe so much that he couldn't afford to come to me and get help. I remember years ago I tried calling Sylvia Browne for an appointment....yes, we Mediums need to see other Mediums every once in a while.....and she was charging $300 for a half hour! Now this was years ago....I said to myself at the time...I'll never charge so much money that normal, average hard working people like myself wouldn't be able to afford me. Many know that sometimes I don't charge at all....especially if the client is out of work or going through a difficult time emotionally. It's just not right. Besides, I get it back in spades in the long run.

Recently, a "new" Medium has decided to hang her shingle near me. She's barely out of the stall so to speak. Has had little to no experience what so ever and she is charging $100 for an hour. Really? Some of the best Mediums I know don't charge that much. And then there's another down the street who charges $300 for an hour.....and I know for a fact that she is a novice. I have read for several people lately that say "well, I've been to another Medium and she said this..." and I want to ask "what, she didn't give you the answer you wanted to hear?".

Be careful everyone....just because they say they're a Medium does not mean that they are. Listen to those around you.....word of mouth is the best indication of who is good and who is not. Yes, we Mediums all have to start somewhere but get some training first. Get some certifications under your belt. Ask the Medium who she has worked or trained with. Just because a friend says you should become a Medium doesn't mean that you should.

I hope I am not sounding like sour grapes here. There is plenty of work for all of us...I just hate to hear how some people are being duped. That gives me and others like me a bad name and frankly, I am tired of cleaning up messes.

Time and Again...

2011-04-28T03:27:00.001-07:00

This morning I was awakened by my phone ringing. A friend was calling to let me know there was a tornado warning in my county and to take cover. I lay there for a bit wondering if I needed to get up and how eerie it was because I had had a dream once that was so vividly real and it contained a tornado within it.

It was a while ago....the dream was that I was a young girl in a midwestern state. I was living on a farm with my Mom and another child which was a baby. It was a beautiful summer day and our corn was growing tall in the fields. Mom's boyfriend stopped by to see us and to show off his new truck. He said "come on and I'll give you a spin". My Mom was all ready to jump in and I said "wait! The baby's sleepin". Mom looked to the boyfriend and he said "we'll just take the truck down to the bottom of the field and come right back". So Mom got in the front seat and I jumped into the back of the truck and off we went.

We got down to the bottom of the fields and I looked back at the house and saw a twister coming towards it. I screamed "the baby!" and jumped out of the back of the truck and ran through the corn fields towards the house. I could hear the boyfriend yelling for me to come back that they would make it up there faster in the truck but I was a girl possessed. Nothing would stop me from getting to that baby.

When I reached the house, the twister had bypassed it and I ran upstairs. There the baby was in it's crib still sound asleep. I flopped down on my bed (we shared a room) and sighed a deep sigh. Just then the twister back tracked and hit the house. I felt a sharp, excruciating pain go up my spine (in this life while sleeping) and I said to myself "I'm dead".

When this happened to me, I was suddenly convinced of the theory that had been going around..that all time happens at the same time and each life that you have lived...you are living now. It had never made sense to me before but now it did. I knew that I had died in that twister and one aspect of myself had left and gone back to it's Maker.

So....yes, I got up and went downstairs..into the bathroom that has no windows and I waited. The warning is over but the rain is still pelting us here. I wonder where else I am that it is raining.....

Truth....

2011-04-21T04:40:00.000-07:00

Chief Still Waters came to me this morning and said "talk with me". We were sitting by the sea shore and listening to the waves lap upon the beach. Sometimes I just like to sit there in peace with him and need to say nothing but I guess he understood that something was on my mind.

"It seems nowadays that no one is getting along....many of my clients are fighting with their families, their friends, their communities. What the heck is going on?"

He was silent for a moment...he drew a small circle in the sand and then said "people choose to be this way. It keeps them from thinking of the bigger things in their lives. It keeps their minds busy so they don't have to think about the changes that they need to make to be happy."

I answered..."yes, I've noticed the reluctance on their part to make change...why is that?"

He sighed...."dear one....your people are fearful. Everyone is afraid of their own shadow. They're afraid of the 'what if's' and the 'what nots'. Never realizing that they make the 'ifs' and the 'nots'. It is really quite simple....change your mind...change your thoughts and all will right itself".

"Well even I know this Chief but I still find myself being fearful of change at times".

"When you are fearful it shows that your connection to me...to everyone who loves you in Spirit has been dampened or disconnected. Reboot (he chuckled) and start again. Wait to hear us speak to you whether it is through your ears or your thoughts or an obvious intervention before you make a change. And then when you hear it.....trust it."

"Gosh, I know all these things...why do I have to be reminded of them so often?"

"All of you are under stress....stress is what keeps the world from evolving. Let go of everything you ever thought to be true and go with your gut. Your intuition...with us. WE are what is real...this place you live in...it's not real. It is sad that you have to wait until your body dissolves to know what I speak of. But, it's all a learning process....you will arrive at the knowing before you know it".....he laughs

"OK...I wish I had your resolve".

"It's not resolve....it's truth"

We sat for a bit and listened to the waves. Side by side we watched as the sun rose and the seagulls swooped. A deep peace came over me and he turned and smiled at me...a smile that showed his deep love for me.

"Thanks Chief...for being in my life"

He grabbed my hand and replied "I wouldn't have it any other way"

Run for the hills.....

2011-04-14T04:40:00.000-07:00

Lately, I have had a large amount of clients who are unhappy in their marriages but have stayed together for various reasons. Mostly financial and for the children's sake - they say. It is hard for me to understand because I left my husband with my one year old daughter on my hip and 20 bucks in my pocket. But maybe my situation was much worse than theirs and I had someone to go to...my Mom.

I remember vividly a moment when I was 9 years old. Mom was coming into the house from having worked on a Saturday. She was a teller in a bank and had to work until noon. After work she would go to the grocery store and this was one of those Saturdays. I was standing in the hallway near the front door and she walked in with her arms laden with brown bags. I remember how the daylight was streaming in from the doorway and I said to her "Mom....get a divorce. Please get a divorce". She just looked at me and kept walking past me to the kitchen.

Your children know when things aren't right in your relationship. They see way more than we believe they do. Just because your bedroom door is shut doesn't mean they can't hear or sense what's going on behind it. The tension in some households amps a child's reactions as well. If your kid is acting out...look at yourself and what energy you're bringing into that house.

I recently had a client who married for security. She didn't love the man...in fact..he wore her down in his asking of her to marry him. Her Mom liked him and talked her into making the match. Since the client was an older woman the Mother thought this might be her last chance. Now she is miserable. She sat across from me and cried throughout the reading. Her Mom had since passed away and she appeared to me letting her daughter know that she understood now. That she didn't know how miserable she had been. I could see in the clients face and in her manner that she was close to a breaking point but I don't think she's going to leave him. She's too afraid to go it on her own.

When I see something or someone like this my heart breaks for them. If they only knew the magic that awaited them after making the change. Sure, it's difficult but the trials are all worth it. There is light at the end of the tunnel. Change is always frightening but isn't it more enticing than staying in something that is sucking the very life out of you?

Please people.....don't wallow in your misery. Make the changes necessary to have a happy, healthy life. Dream big.....run for the hills....call out to your Maker......the world is magical. You'll see......

Entity Stalking...

2011-04-07T06:48:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, while working at the Owl Nest, a woman came in for a reading...I will call her Sue to keep her anonymity. Her first words to me were that she was sick and really needed some help in defining what she had...if she had anything...because her doctors are baffled. I immediately picked up on her Mom and Dad in Spirit and she acknowledged that yes, they were both on the other side. They stood one on either side of her and I knew that their relationship had not been the best at times but they were there to support her in whatever she was going through.

She didn't want to tell me much at first and I actually like that, so I started to get information from her Mom....the illness Sue had was very rare....so rare in fact that no one knows what is going on. Then I smelled the smell of dirt and heard the word toxins. I asked if what she had acquired was from her home....big yes on the home reference. Here is her story....

Sue and her husband moved into a house in rural Maryland in 1997. On the first day of moving in Sue felt something wasn't quite right. She couldn't put her finger on it but something was wrong. She was 7 months pregnant at the time. Shortly after moving in, Sue noticed she was having trouble feeling her legs. Strange physical symptoms would come and go. While digging in the back yard, the husband unearthed what looked like a tombstone. When she asked him what it was he responded "nothing".

When her daughter was old enough to communicate...she told her Mother about a man visiting her at night with greasy slicked back hair and dressed all in black. He would sit on the end of her bed and inject her legs with a needle. She also talked about other children who were there in the house with her.

In 2003, Sue started vomiting and having diarrhea that didn't stop for 14 months. Along with this she would sweat profusely while having shivers at the same time. She started losing large amounts of weight. She would often sit on the front porch and complain about the smell of urine and the smell coming from her house drains that were also foul.

In 2004, Sue's Mom was dying of cancer. Sue called her one day and when her Mom picked up the phone to talk to her both of them heard an unearthly frightening voice speaking in latin. Sue threw the phone across the room she was so scared. When her Mom called back she told Sue that she needed to leave that house....not to take anything with her and just go. They did. They left it all......

And here we are back in 2011...her condition worsens. She no longer lives in the house. She inquired into the health of those living in it now and everyone is fine. But, the doctors can't figure out what is wrong with Sue. Her daughter now has the some of the same symptoms. I sat across from her and a dawning realization overtook me. She has an entity stalking...which I have mentioned before in my blogs. You don't see many of these but there it was sitting right across from me. An entity stalking is a spirit that attaches to your aura and starts feeding off your energy. It saps you dry until you pass away. Sue admitted that she felt that she was dying. So what do we do? We call in the big guns.

I immediately contacted my friend Lara who does soul clearings. She is excellent at getting rid of these dark things and after talking to Sue's Mom in spirit and reading the cards...it looks like once the entity is removed....then doctors will be able to help Sue get better physically. Whatever or whomever is attached to her is not allowing the doctors to see what's wrong with her. I don't envy Lara in her work (in fact, I taught her how to do these and passed it along because it saps your energy so much).....but I know she'll be able to help.

I will keep you posted as to how Sue is doing....but a word of caution obviously is being sent to you here....don't fool around with ghosts, spirits, whatever you want to call them without adequate protection. Sue didn't know she needed to be careful...but I am telling you now. Surround yourself with Light, call in your Angels, whenever you feel something is amiss or something isn't right. Don't second guess it. These things do happen. Sue is a classic case of an entity stalking.

Strange Bedfellows....

2011-04-02T04:45:00.000-07:00

Last night I had a trio of dreams, that when I woke this morning, I remembered in detail. I am usually fairly good at interpreting them but these have some holes left in them for wondering. If you want to comment after with your thoughts it would be appreciated. Or you can go to my facebook page Terri Rodabaugh/Medium and leave your comment there.

In the first dream, I was going to a lockup for criminals and doing some kind of charity work. There were a bunch of people milling about and some chairs with people sitting in them. I took one of the chairs and put my purse over the back of it (as we women are want to do) and then I got up to go help do something (away from the seating area) and I said to myself when I walked away that I shouldn't leave my purse there but I really wanted to trust those that were sitting there with me...but I had a funny feeling and soon after went back to the seating area and everyone was gone...along with my purse. Which held everything of importance in it. I was beside myself of course. My car keys were in it...my address....all my little writings that to me were important but to someone else might be silly and laughed at....my money...my license. Well, you get the picture. I couldn't believe how stupid I was......I was so upset that I woke and lay there in my bed willing myself to get up and call the credit card companies, etc and then I said to myself "Terri, it was just a dream!" and I was so relieved.

Then I went back to sleep and it was a continuation of that dream. A man that I knew (but I don't really know in this life) offered that I could sleep at his house that night. So I went home with him and there were quite a few people there visiting. Not only that, but he had about 7 dogs that all came running up together. Quite sweet little things. And then as I looked closer, some weren't dogs at all but strange sweet creatures with big eyes and wings. I leaned over to pick one up and it's big eyes blinked at me and it started to coo. I talked to it softly and then noticed that it was quietly speaking back to me. I fell in love with it of course but it wanted to get down so I had to let it go.

Then suddenly, I was by myself. The man had left and the house was mine to relax in - all the other people had left as well. I gathered some clothes together to go upstairs and take a shower and as I turned towards the staircase a figure of a woman all in black started floating down the stairs towards me. I was frightened and told it to stop and to leave but it kept coming straight at me. As it neared me...the face was skeletal and then it turned into my sisters face with a loving smile on it as she passed by me. When I realized it was her, I went running after it. When she saw that I was running after her she glided faster away and I couldn't catch up with her and she vanished through the closed front door. I ran to the window next to the door and saw her climbing another set of stairs while looking at me with this love filled face and I said to her "be happy...be happy" and I cried with joy.

Then....yes, there's more....I turned away from the window and heard footsteps on the second story. I got angry and yelled for the walking to stop. Then another set starting walking with the first...and I got more angry and yelled for it to stop. Then another....until it sounded like an army of people were marching above me. I yelled again that "in the name of Jesus the Christ...you must leave!" That seemed to just be dismissed with laughter. Then this army started to walk down the stairs towards me but it wasn't an army at all but about 5 men who looked to be dressed in some kind of soccer or rugby uniforms. The first one down the stairs seemed to be maimed as if he'd been in some kind of accident. They seemed kind enough and were just walking through. They said a few words but I don't remember what they said and then they were gone.

By this time, I was too frightened to go upstairs and take a shower and that is all that I remember of this dream.....so strange.

I have a feeling that the soccer men were actual spirits...my sister is alive and well so not sure what that meant....maybe that I worry about losing her. The purse being stolen may mean that I trust others too much and need to be more wary. What are your thoughts?

Blessings....

Ghost Hunting 101..

2011-03-28T05:32:00.001-07:00

This past Saturday, Jim Wolfe of SPiS and I taught a Ghost Hunting 101 class in a bonafide haunted residence. 6 people attended which was actually just the right size to turn out for it. We had originally had about 12 people sign up but it dwindled down and became the perfect size.

This house was owned for many years by a woman who had recently died in the house. She had died alone and no one knew why she died as they didn't want to go to the expense of an autopsy to find out. She was found several days after her passing laying next to her bed with her cat on top of her chest.

During the years that the woman lived there she had experienced many instances of phenomenon. But having lived with it for so long she just got used to it and rarely complained. Her niece was kind enough to let us do the class in the house with the stipulation that we not say anything to the neighbors about the house being haunted. They are trying to sell the house and are worried if potential buyers know then they won't purchase. She asked if I could clear the house and I told her that I would do my best.

On one occasion, the woman had experienced the sheets on her bed being pulled down off of her. When she tried to retrieve them the sheets were being held down by something. That, in itself would have frightened most people but I suppose she was willing to overlook it. The upstairs area which is attic like, holds a bedroom and a huge living area. In this bedroom, there had appeared several times a man standing in a corner of the room. In the basement, nothing had been relayed to me before hand but I have to admit...it just felt creepy.

During the investigation in the woman's bedroom I found a portalway that we could actually hear with our ears the phenomenon of spirit coming and going. It was a gurgling type of whooshing sound that I had never heard before. Of course, it was located in the closet and very close to the place where the woman had passed. As I was sitting on her bed, my heart flipped in my chest and I got the distinct impression that she had died from a heart attack. Someone mentioned, was she frightened to death? I suppose it's possible.

Then in the attic area we set up in the bedroom but soon felt the pull to leave that room and go into the larger area. While standing there we were asking questions of the man who had been seen there and most of us (not all of us because they were standing in another section) heard with our ears the responses of "no" two times. We all looked at each other with our mouths hanging open...did we just hear that? So cool.....I am finding more and more voice phenomenon in my work.

Then we left that area and went down into the basement. The basement holds a separate living area and a bedroom. In the bedroom, laying on the pillow was a dead mouse. Very strange...almost like someone had placed it there for us to find. Don't animals who are dying generally go hide somewhere? This was right out in the open. I felt the presence of a younger person and someone in our group kept getting the impression of the name "David" so we started to talk to him and ask him questions. We noticed on the voice recorder that someone was leaving us messages and are looking forward to hearing what "David" might be saying.

After we investigated I had promised the owners that I would clear the house so we did. Calling in the Archangels for protection and then opening a doorway to heaven so that those who were stuck there could go. Then we saged and holy watered the house and did a clearing ritual where we bolstered the walls and doors with heavenly light.

Jim is going over the investigation in the next few weeks and hopefully some really good information will show up on the recorders. I think everyone really enjoyed the class...and we really enjoyed teaching it.

My Chat with Dr. B....

2011-03-24T06:00:00.000-07:00

Growing up Southern Baptist, I was taught that fate played an important part in people's lives. No one ever came out and said what fate was but everyone used the term. It was his fate to do this or that. The dictionary defines "fate" as something that unavoidably befalls a person. Sounds ominous doesn't it? It can be. The thought of something bad or good happening to us without our control is, I believe, a way that the Churches keep us on our toes.

I met with my Dr. of Philosophy today in meditation. I had some questions that needed to be answered about the goings on of my life. His name is Dr. Benson and he's a medium height stoutly fellow with an eager smile and chubby nose. He has been a guide with me all my life but it is just recently over the last few years that we have connected through meditation....

"Dr. Benson, I need to know if this retreat center I want to have is ever going to come to pass...I have no idea where the money is going to come from but I feel certain that it is on it's way...but how long is "on it's way"?

He replied: "How long do you want it to be?" Gosh, I really hate it when they answer me with a question.

I replied: "I want it now...."

He answered: "I understand.....though you need to know that the roadblocks are put in place by you and no other. We will gladly support you in your work...but you need to get rid of the second guessing you do whenever someone gives you a negative response to what you want. You need to let go of caring what other people think about your ideas. It's not their life....it's yours."

Sigh...I have heard this before.

I asked "So is it in the cards that I have a retreat center? Is it fated to be?"

He answered: "Fate does not exist. Not in the way that you think it does anyway. It's not about owning anything or having anything...it's about getting somewhere. And no matter what you do ...in the end...you will get there. You are well on your way to "getting there". There is no need for you to have a retreat center. You are already doing what you came here to do. But, we will gladly support you in having one. Either way the end result will be the same"

I asked "So what about ego? There is so much negativity out there about having one...don't we need one for our existence?"

Dr. Benson replied "Having a healthy ego is very much needed. It defines you as a person. It's when you let it run your life that is the negative issue of it. When you stop yourself from doing something because someone else may do it better....or so you think. Or when you put yourself down because you don't have the things that others have. THAT is when ego becomes destructive. A good ego is needed. It keeps you engaged and interested in life...if you had no ego here on this plane...you would probably curl up and die."

So...I guess I have some work to do on myself. Meditation is understood...it's nice to know I am doing what I need to do to "get there". And I am thinking...that "there" is a place I definitely want to be....

EVP's and Circles

2011-03-20T06:45:00.001-07:00

Recently, I have teamed up with Jim Wolfe of SPiS (paranormal investigators). He has some pretty high tech equipment for recording Spirit and I thought it would be great (and he did too!) to tape one of my Spirit Circles and see what we get. Lately, I have noticed (and so have the attendees) that more and more we are receiving actual voice phenomena in circle. All of us can hear the mumbling of voices and also the sound of voice but it sounds very far away and we are unable to decipher what is being said.

Last weekend I held a private Spirit Circle for a group of friends at the Owl Nest. They were open to having us record it. Jim turned on his recorder the minute he got there and in the course of just setting up the equipment and everyone getting settled he had received quite a few evp's. I had brought my new dog Finnegan (he's a year old but new to me) and Spirit commented several times how cute he was. They have good taste!

Then we started the circle and each time Lee Ann (my joy guide) would tell me whose turn it was the detectors would rise (emf readers) when Spirit approached. Jim has shared with me some of the evp's that we received that night (he's still going over it because there is so much there) and the people stepping in in Spirit are acknowledging that the information that I receive is correct. In fact, one woman, a Mother of the attendee said "correct" when I told her daughter that she was stepping close to her. And then another woman when I told her her grandparents were stepping in to say hello you can hear an elderly gentleman say "yes".

Sometimes in the work that I do I can doubt myself. I say "am I really getting this information?"....so these evp's are heartening to me. I will never doubt again that the information that I am getting is correct. These evp's are verifying that I am. So cool....

Last night's circle appeared a young man in Spirit who had died from a gunshot wound. The attendee that I approached with this couldn't figure out who he was. Then I got more graphic about the shooting and the attendees' Mom (who was also there) jumped in and said that that was his cousin who died of a gunshot wound but they had always thought it was self inflicted. The young man in Spirit showed me the entrance and exit wounds and I believed it was impossible for him to have shot himself. He said to give his love to his family...especially his sisters. There wasn't a dry eye in the place....

I am wishing I had taped last night's circle. Jim was still caught up in hearing all the evp's we received from last weeks. Maybe it's time for me to invest in one of those high tech recorders....

When bad things happen....

2011-03-17T04:52:00.000-07:00

Today while I lay in a half sleep, Still Waters, my Indian protector guide came to me and held out his hand. "Come, I want to show you something". I took hold of his hand and we went walking.

In a flash we were standing on a mountain looking down at Japan and all it's destruction. He said to me "The people of Japan didn't deserve what happened. Contrary to some beliefs in your world....this was not a punishment. It may seem that way but it isn't. And God didn't have anything to do with it". We stood there for a while...me feeling helpless to do anything and he said "send your love and light to them". So we stood together and stretched out our arms and sent loving pink light and mixed it with green for healing and felt the strength coming back of the nation itself and the goodness therein.

We turned our backs on the devastation and I found ourselves in Bethesda, Maryland. A recent murder has the whole town up in arms. Sadness covers the area. A lovely young woman murdered in the course of being robbed at a store that she was working in. It is early morning and Still Waters and I stand outside the store where the outside of it is laden with candles, wishes for a sweet passing and balloons of hearts. It is uncommon to have this kind of violent crime in Bethesda. Still Waters says to me "This young woman did not deserve this kind of violent end.....this was not a punishment...it may seem that way but it isn't. And God didn't have anything to do with it". We stood there for a few moments....me feeling sad and helpless. He said "send her your love and light and to those of the neighborhood as well". So we stretched out our arms and filled our hearts with love and sent it out like a beacon to the young woman and to the neighborhood...filling all the dark corners and all the streets with peace.

We turned our backs on Bethesda and there we were at the ocean...sitting in the sand at the waters edge. I took a deep breath of the salt air and felt the peace of being there.

I asked...."Why do bad things happen to good people Still Waters?"

He was silent for a moment. "For those in deep pain no explanation will do. They will gnash and grieve...as they have to do. On the settling of time....reasons are made known. But, my main concern is that you and everyone understand that God had no hand in the pain."

My next question was to be "And why does God let these things happen?".....but he knew what I was going to ask and answered me before I could even speak

"God doesn't let these things happen. You as a people let these things happen. He entrusted his world to you and you have let it down. You have let it's people down. The young man who murdered the young woman is in a very dark, black place. And why is that? You all have a say in how children are raised. He had no right to take her life.....but his life had been taken long ago. His soul lies dark and twisted."

"The people of Japan are good people...strong people. They will survive and be better for it. Examples of how to live the right lives will come from this experience. Watch closely as you and the world will learn much from their rebuilding".

"Don't listen to what anyone else says that doesn't resonate with your heart. Anger and fear are causing all kinds of propaganda. God does not allow his name to be taken lightly. Those who are saying God this and God that will have much to answer for in the near future."

With that, he touched my face and was gone and I was left sitting there by the ocean. I took another deep breath of salty air saying one last prayer and blessing for those in pain.

Aho.....

Dimensions...

2011-03-11T07:00:00.000-08:00

I have had some people say to me "I don't believe in what you do. I don't believe that you should bother those that are dead. They should be left in peace". I was raised Southern Baptist and I don't recall ever hearing that the dead needed to lie in peace but if that is what you believe, nothing that I say may change that. Though if you were to attend a Spirit Circle you might think differently. Everyone that I have brought through was so happy that they were able to communicate with those that had come to circle. On the other side, they prepare way in advance, knowing that you are coming to speak directly to them. I have never had anyone on the other side say "leave me alone". I have had Spirit be just as surprised as the attendee that he or she was able to communicate at all. And that was a nice surprise for everyone.

Being raised going to church every Sunday, Wednesday and Friday, it was ingrained in me that when you die you go to heaven and that's it. You live there forever on your white cloud and never return so this is all that you've got. I kept asking myself "Is that it?" Now, of course, I don't believe those teachings. I have seen past lives for people...I have talked to Spirit and they have explained what it's like on the "other side". They have jobs and lives. They prepare for a rebirth into physical form. They live in houses and not on clouds. It's much like here. So....does heaven exist? I don't think so. Not to what I thought it was anyway. Now I believe that death is just a shifting into another dimension. And the dimension that you vibrate to is the dimension in which you will reside.

In the investigative work that I do, I find that there are those who are stuck in the fourth dimension. If you are Catholic, I liken it to limbo. In the fourth dimension reside those who were afraid to pass over for fear of retribution. Or those who left here traumatically and don't know that they've passed out of their physical body. Or they left something unfinished or care so deeply for a living being that they decide to stick around to make sure they are ok. Then there are those who had addictions in life and can't let go of it so they glom onto someone in the living so they can experience the high over and over again and influence the living person to continue in their addiction. None of this I ever thought to consider growing up. It never occurred to me that there were layers of dimensions that people vibrated to. But more and more, I am believing that this is so and having experiences that validate it.

I also believe that we are shifting soon into the 5th dimension. The reason more and more of us are experiencing the paranormal is because to shift into the 5th dimension we must pass through the 4th. Makes sense doesn't it? All these ghost hunting shows....the influx of people watching...it all makes sense. We are preparing ourselves for the ultimate shift. On the 5th dimension we have been creating a new Earth. It is the Earth of our vision.....clean, kind and plenty for all. Reminds me of the prophecy in the Bible of how for one thousand years we are to live on a new earth in peace. I believe that is coming. And I believe it will come in the blink of an eye. One day you will waken and all will seem normal except as the day wears on you see the differences. Wonderful differences. The 5th dimension. I for one, am ready for it.

One of the best books I've read (it is fiction) about dimensional travel is by Dean Koontz and it's titled "In the Corner of His Eye".....this book moved me so much that at the end I burst into sobs. Not tears...gut wrenching sobs. For me, that is uncommon. But the story was so beautifully written that I couldn't help myself. Dean Koontz you wonder. Me too....I couldn't believe how spiritual a book that it was. In true Koontz style though it had a serial killer in the midst of all the beauty.....so beware of that...but the story kept rising into a nice crescendo of love and hope. To say I loved it is an understatement.

Dimensions...they're all around us. Your Mother, Father, loved one is standing right next to you. Yes, they are. Say hello...they can hear you.

Old Town Frederick House

2011-03-09T04:36:00.000-08:00

Recently Jim Wolfe of SPiS and I were asked to investigate a rented rowhouse in old town Frederick. I got the call from the realtor of the house originally. The renters had been there only two weeks and were frightened to continue to stay. All kinds of stuff was going on. Doors opening on their own...their doggie gates being opened (you have to push down on a latch to open them)...footsteps in the upstairs hallway....groans...and the last straw was a blood curdling scream in the living room. I called them and they asked if I could get rid of it. I thought so.....read on.

I went there twice over the course of a few months to clear the house and for a few days everything would calm down but then start up. Then one night they heard heavy footsteps in the hall again and this time they stopped at their bedroom door and something tried to open the door. It forcefully pushed the door open a crack (the renters had placed a bedside table in front of the door and the table was even pushed forward). The renter jerked the door open and was ready with her tazer and there was nothing there...that she could see anyway. The renter then decided it was time to investigate and see what the heck was going on. So Jim and I packed up our gear and headed on over one saturday night.

During the course of the hours that we were there we picked up several good evp's (electronic voice phenomenon) and I was able to contact the man directly to find out why he was there. At one point I felt him come close and Jim was clocking the energy around me at 4.1 (that's very high on an emf reader) which means that the spirit was right on top of me. I started to hyperventilate but was able to pick up that he had been a perpetrator in life against women and he had been shot in the head out on the street somewhere in Frederick in the 1980's sometime. I believe that he had hurt a woman in that house and she was still there as well. When I asked him if he had been shot he left an answer on the audio recorder as "yeah". The young woman's voice asked several times for us to help her and even at one point said "help me Terri".

After communicating we decided to try clearing the house once again and I went around with my sage (during the clearing we hear a voice say "sage") and then went around with a spray bottle of holy water (during the holy water we hear voices saying "water", "Jesus H" and "pardon") - then we went into the attic and called in the Archangels and opened a doorway to heaven asking that Archangel Michael assist in escorting these lost souls home.

After the investigation I did some online searching of the house address and found nothing of any violent nature happening in that house but the area around it has been known to be a place where you didn't want to be, late in the evening.

Since the investigation, the renters have let us know that all seems quiet except an occasional footstep or two. We hope to go back again and make sure all is well. I would like to know that the young woman has found peace on the other side.

If you would like to hear the evp where the woman asks for my help you can go to my facebook page Terri Rodabaugh/Medium (you will have to "like" me to hear it but you can always "unlike" me later if you wish) and then go to my post that says GMail.....click on the gmail link and it will take you to a blank blue screen. Down in the far left corner of the screen is a tab that says "help me". Click on that and windows media will open and you can hear the evp. It is near the end of the recording and my name is drawn out ....Ter....ri....

Also, if your computer accepts powerpoint you can go to my website - www.terrirodabaugh.com and click on the option "Media"....there you will find the powerpoint presentation put together by the owners of the house we investigated last year - full of evps'. Some chilling.....

If you feel something is at your house....place a tape recorder out that is sensitive (and not voice activated). Keep it running while you ask some simple questions....who is here....what is your name...why are you here. See what you get. Be sure you're ready to hear that others are there with you though...it can be unnerving.

Blessings....

Change...

2011-03-04T05:27:00.000-08:00

I woke early this morning and then lay there in a half sleep. I saw the face of a beautiful baby looking at me and I knew that it was mine. I played with it awhile and then I woke completely wondering "what does this mean"? I'm over the age of child bearing. Could it be the new dog that I have taken in?

I decided to seek out the help of "Still Waters" my protector guide to see what was up. Immediately I saw us sitting crossed kneed on the sand at the Ocean's edge. We were knee to knee and I was bending forward and so was he - to the point where our crowns touched and I started to cry.

Through our chakras he explained to me that I have been blocking change from entering my life. That I have been living in a fog and the fog was starting to lift. That the baby represented a new life..a new chapter and for me to claim it as "mine". You will love the change as much as you loved that baby in your dream. But it is not a dream...it is your reality..what you have asked for. Receive the change and adjust yourself".

I opened my eyes and looked around my bedroom. It didn't seem the same. Nothing seems the same. I am looking around me with new eyes.....I am hoping that I won't let this go. That I won't revert back to the old way of seeing. I'm not really sure of what I am viewing....but it feels right. Feels like anticipation. New things..new people....new everything.

I embrace the child...I embrace the change.

Being Still...

2011-03-02T04:27:00.000-08:00

One of my favorite expressions is "Don't just do something...stand there!" I know...I know...it's supposed to be the other way around (Don't just stand there...do something!)...but I like it this way instead. I learned it while I attended Survivors of Incest Anonymous. I have found that it works wonders in a life full of crazyness.

I had a client the other day whose sister had been mean to her all her life. For years they didn't speak. Now finally they have started to speak again since the death of their mother. But....the mean sister has started all over again. This time much worse. She has her own agendas and the reading wasn't for her. I was trying to help the wounded sister. The mean sister has spread some untrue rumors about her sister so that her sister was unable to procure a job where the mean sister works. Horrifying isn't it? That your own sister would do such a thing? I counseled my client to stand still in her truth. To let the chaos reign around her understanding that the truth will come out and all will be well in the end. I have seen this work over and over again.

A few years ago I had a falling out with one of my students. She started soliciting my clients during circle and telling them that she had more information for them and she would slip them her business card....instant Medium....add water and stir. One of my other students approached me to let me know what was going on because I was oblivious to it. I was wounded...I had trusted her and we had become what I thought were friends. She avoided confrontation about it and I removed her from the class. From that she went on to bad mouth me at the place where I worked. So much so that the place where I worked decided I was in the wrong and wanted no part of my working there any longer. I was shocked. We had had a long standing relationship and I was surprised that this young woman had been able to manipulate the shop owners. But...I decided to stand in my truth. To wait it out.....I knew at some point the truth would reveal itself and I would be found to be right. And sure enough about a year later I received an email from the shop owner asking me to come back there and that she had made a huge mistake in believing this student and siding with her. They had had a falling out and she knew she had made the wrong decision in trusting her. I was happy to return and let go of all that had happened.

Because I am a Michaelite (governed under the Archangel Michael in this lifetime) I rarely lie. If I do I fret about it over and over until I finally recant and tell the truth. It is hard for us Michaelites to hold anything in....we usually face our demons and stare them down. So standing in my truth is easy....waiting for the truth to be revealed is a whole other story! But, I have learned over the years that this is really the only way to approach or fix something. If you know you are right.....don't proclaim your innocence over and over. State it once and walk away. The truth will be revealed because it always is. Sooner or later.....Be still and know that the powers that be are rearranging things so that the real truth is evident. It works every time...maybe not as fast as you would like it...but it does work.

Would I lie to you? :-)

The Gentle Way

2011-02-23T04:44:00.000-08:00

One of my students recently gave me two books written by Tom T. Moore. "The Gentle Way" and "The Gentle Way II". Those who know me well know that I love the teachings of the Secret and Abraham Hicks. Lynn Grabhorn is also one of my favorites though she has passed away. Her books remain on the shelves though. The one I recommend most is "Excuse me your life is waiting".

In Mr. Moore's book "The Gentle Way" he gives us an easy way to ask for benevolent help. He is an interesting man, having worked in the entertainment industry and having gone through many trials himself, he teaches us how to ask...in the right way. Many of us have sent what we thought were prayers and seemingly they are not answered. We wonder "is anyone really listening?" But they are. Our guardian Angels are there but we don't realize that we have to ASK for them to step in and help us. This book is great in that it explains all those questions we have about asking...should we ask....is it ok to ask......will I be heard.

I put the book to the test the first hour after reading it (it's very fast reading). I had lost my glasses and can't read without them. I was grumbling that I would have to go out and buy a new pair and it seems like I am doing that all the time. I feel like I keep the drug stores in business with all the glasses that I have bought and lost. So I did the asking he explains in the book. No lie...within a minute...I remembered where I had placed my glasses! Now this seems like a simple thing and you're right it is. But it was encouraging none the less.

He also teaches us a way to help others with the asking. There is a certain way to say that differently than when asking for ourselves. I again tried it when I heard from my daughter that she was having difficulty in her relationship. I asked for her. That night I heard from her and she was very happy. Things had turned around and she was over the moon.

Every once in a while I have some lower back pain that wakes me in the middle of the night. It happened last night and it was more pain than usual. I lay there trying to rub the pain out which is what I normally do and I thought...wait....maybe I could try this benevolent asking again...so I did. Miraculously, my pain disappeared within seconds. I'm not kidding. Has never happened before and I lay there thanking my Angels for their help.

I am not going to tell you the way to ask here. That would be unfair to Mr. Moore who would probably love you to buy his book. The first book has the asking in it...the second is more of the first. I am thanking my student everyday for giving me these.....I hope you get them too. It works....I've seen it. You can order them on Amazon....Blessings!

Circle Tidbits...

2011-02-22T07:10:00.000-08:00

I am truly amazed sometimes at what happens or who comes through at my spirit circles. Here are some recent tidbits that we experienced....

A few months ago in circle a young woman was celebrating her birthday. Lee Ann (my joy guide) picked her to get messages first and just as I was about to give her her messages we heard a voice in circle that sounded far away and tinny. Everyone looked at each other and we all said at the same time "did you hear that?"...No one could make out what the spirit said but it was evident it wasn't a person in the living. I have found that happening more and more in my circles and I'm really excited about it.

Last week while giving messages to another young woman (don't get many men at my circles...guess they're afraid of what will be said) I noticed a long line of people standing to her right. This showed me that her family tree goes back generations in this country. I asked her about this and was I correct and she said yes. Then I sensed a connection to someone of great importance in American history and I asked was I correct. She again said "yes". We were all so excited that we asked her who and she related she was a direct descendant of Thomas Jefferson. The sense from spirit was that it wasn't something to take lightly and with that connection she was to use it wisely and be responsible for it.

This past weekend I held a private circle at a residence and the same thing happened. I don't think the woman would want me to post who she is related to because she was shy about it. But let's just say it went back to English royalty and she knew all about it before I said a word. She was actually given messages from this person who represented the family line.

At the same circle I was starting to give messages to another attendee and I heard German being spoken. She knew of a vein of remote family that may have been German and then I heard spirit say "no" that she had actually had a life in Germany during Hitler's reign. I felt she had endured a concentration camp. She was stunned...as this is something she has always felt that she experienced. In fact, she reads and watches anything she can get her hands on pertaining to it. A trip to Germany is in her future...I'm sure of it.

Another woman's Uncle came through and was asking about the renovations that were being made to the front of her house. She said no renovations were being made to the front of her house but then her eyes got huge and she relayed that his house (which she had just sold) was undergoing new exterior paint and frontage.

A woman's brother came through that had been a heavy drinker in his life. The drinking isn't what killed him but he said "I may as well have put a gun to my head"...the recipient of the message responded that "yes" he had not been good to his body while here on the earth plane.

A young woman's grandmother showed up and sent me a picture of a heart. Not a romantic heart but a real beating heart. The young woman relayed that yes, she has heart issues and has actually had 2 open heart surgeries. The grandmother showed me a healthy beating heart and wanted her to know that she was doing well after all the surgeries. She then went on to tell her that she talked too much and should keep quiet especially in her relationship with her significant other as it was making him uncomfortable and unsure of their involvement. Everyone laughed because this young woman likes to talk rings around others.

I could go on and on....come to a circle if you have the chance....they're fun! And everyone gets good information by listening to everyone else's message.

Chief..

2011-02-20T06:07:00.000-08:00

This morning Still Waters (my protector guide who is Native American) came to me in all his finery. His tan buckskins....his headress....all of it. I asked what was the occasion and he said

"Follow me"

We walked for a ways through some city streets which I thought was odd as he and I usually meet out in nature - a cool forest or by the ocean. We were walking in daylight through what looked like winding streets and we came upon an open air market. It was bustling and busy. As we walked through the market I walked behind him as it was so crowded that was really the only thing that I could do. While behind him, I noticed all the people (mostly women) looking at him with mistrust and disgust. I wondered...why are they looking at him this way? Then I saw some pointing and whispering with each other as we passed. But what was more noticeable to me than anything else was that with each look and each finger pointing a little of his finery started to fade and fray. The feathers in his headdress began to shrivel and eventually float to the ground. We continued to walk through without stopping to other side of the market and away from all the people.

I asked "What did I just witness?"

"Each time you say something negative about someone else...each time you think something negative about someone else...it effects them. Their outer shell. And with enough of this negativity eventually the inner them is effected as well."

He stood there and I watched as he healed himself with a white light that came down from above. All of his finery was rejuvenated and beautiful again.

"This is what you need to do each day especially when you are out in the world. Guard yourself with your finery....and then heal yourself each day when you get home, removing the negativity that others have thrown at you. Willingly or unwillingly".

It made perfect sense.....to watch my words and thoughts against others and to clear myself each day from the negativity that comes towards me and tries to inhabit me. For several years now I have been told that because I had breast cancer there must have been something wrong with me to create it. Or that I wanted to experience it. Maybe wanting to experience it but it never rang true with me that something was wrong with me. Now I realize it was all that crap that others were sending me and I was allowing that to invade my being.

Good advice....one that I will follow. Thanks Chief......

Allowing....

2011-02-20T04:28:00.000-08:00

In the circle attendees last night a message was given to a woman that I think needs to be shared with everyone. This woman (I'll name her Sally) is one of the kindest, most loving of people. Raised in a dysfunctional home with much abuse and then married not once but twice to men that also abused her. Because of Sally's past she is unable to trust. Obviously right? But the message given was eye opening for her and I hope that she takes the message and allows it to work for her...or for her to do the work.

In Sally's life of giving she never allows herself to receive from anyone. Spirit showed me her heart as a purple lotus....full of love and spiritual attachment. Sally in her present life channels great love and wisdom from higher beings. All the messages full of love and upliftment. But, Sally never claims it for herself. Her life is in shambles.....Spirit showed me she was drowning in debt. She says she prays about it, meditates on it, asks for assistance, tries to raise her vibration to allow it but Spirit showed me her arms crossed in front of her heart chakra not allowing anyone to get in.

The message was that Sally needed to allow others to help her. That God works through people and Spirit had been trying to send her help in the guise of people but Sally wouldn't allow the help. She is so closed to others that she is not even seeing the help that keeps trying to come her way. Sally had been waiting for a miracle from heaven to aid her.....but it hasn't come and she is discouraged. Spirit asked her to open her heart and to trust the process that God works through. That she had come into this life with this limitation and her lesson here was to allow herself to trust...to rise above her past situations and receive love - not just give love.

Sometimes in life we feel it's wrong to ask things for ourselves...that it's selfish to want something. Being raised Southern Baptist I was taught to never pray for anything tangible. I learned that that was a lie. If you are in need.....pray...build up your vibration....feel the emotion of having that need met and then let the Universe provide it for you....in whatever way that it comes. If it comes in the form of a person handing you something....take it. You are worth it...Sally is worth it and Spirit is trying to show us that we are.

Sally.....I hope you heard Spirit.....it's truly the only way out of your situation.

Internal Fires....

2011-02-10T04:18:00.000-08:00

I have had this happen to me. You have an idea...you get all excited about having this idea and you share it with someone. Next thing you know, they're telling you that that's a really crazy idea or that you can't do that. Or they may look at you like you have two heads. Then what happens.....you deflate. Your fire is put out or dampened. Makes you not want to share, right? Well, why do we feel the need to share our innermost desires? Is it because we want to be accepted? Or is it just because we are so excited....like having a new toy...that we want to share it with someone who we think will be just as excited as we are. But, we don't know where they're coming from at that moment. Maybe our sharing the prospect of a new challenging job just reminds them that they don't have a job that they love and it's extremely boring. Be careful who you share with. Make sure they're someone you can trust with your thoughts and not make you feel small for them.

I have seen people over and over (clients) who come in not knowing which way to turn in their lives. The cards will tell me that in the past they had a wonderful idea that they didn't run with. Hadn't even given it a chance and it would have been something worth doing. Rewarding both financially and emotionally. I bet it's because someone said they couldn't do it.

When I was young I wanted to go to bartending school. I told my Mom (really wrong person to tell because she was so negative) and she said "You can't do that! You don't have the personality for it!" Well, my Mom telling me I couldn't do something was the reason for me to go out and do it. So, if someone is telling you, you can't, and you have bought into that, you only have yourself to blame. And guess what...I was a dang good bartender and enjoyed every minute of it!

Take a small step into your idea. In essence, put your big toe in the water and see what happens. If the Universe is behind you the world should open up with that small step and things should be laid out before you...easy and nice. If things are difficult and road blocks keep popping up....it's not meant to be...at least not at this time. But, the key here is to take a chance. Try it. What will it hurt? If you want to specialize in something....seek someone who is specialized in it and get a feel for what they do? People who love what they do are eager to share their love with others. Questioning them will not be an issue. If it is, it's about them and not about you.

When I was deciding whether Culinary School was a good idea many years ago, I made myself go and interview with them. I had no money...no idea how I would go but I just went and talked to them. In the interview I laid out all my concerns. Who would watch my daughter while I was in school? How would I pay for the year course? Who would carpool with me? (over an hour drive each way)...all these roadblocks I started to put up before me. Within 24 hours of visiting the school my sister offered to take my daughter, the school found me someone to ride with and offered me a payment plan. All the things that I thought were going to be insurmountable fell away and the road was open. A dear friend of mine said "Terri, you can't turn this down" and he was right. I stepped forward and never looked back.

So.....go for it. Even if it sounds silly to yourself or others. Try it. See what happens. You really have nothing to lose but everything to gain.

Seriously, stop worrying about what other people think. If you thought of it...guess what...it's true...you can do it!

2011-02-03T13:18:00.001-08:00

Finding Love....

2011-01-27T07:46:00.000-08:00

I taught an Angelic Communication Workshop recently and while introducing the participants to the various Angels and what they do or help us with, I was reminded to ask for help from one in particular.

Archangel Chamuel (pronounced Sham - you - el) is the finder of lost objects but also the finder of love. Makes sense that he/she does both as the heart sometimes feels lost and alone. I have been wondering over the last few years if I will ever find someone to share my heart and home with. I have experienced love before....but not deep enough to commit myself or my heart to for any length of time.

So...feeling ready (finally!)...I called on Archanged Chamuel the other morning. And I told him what I wanted. What I was looking for....not specifics as far as looks were concerned but specifics as far as emotion and personality were. I thought at one time that I had found the love of my life (see previous post "Yanni") but he kept leaving me for months at a time and then he lied about me to his family...and that was it. Over and done with. I still think about him once in awhile but certainly don't pine for him. I think it would take a special man to deal with my life. To be understanding and also approving. For me...being true to myself and him allowing me to be or encouraging me to be...will be my dream come true.

When I called in Archangel Chamuel, I asked that he bring me a sign that he had heard me. An unmistakable, irrefutable sign that he got my message and was working on things. Not but a few minutes later, I was driving down a road near my house where a business is that sells ice cream. On the wall outside the ice cream shop is a banner. The banner advertises that they monogram or write on blocks of chocolate for Valentine's Day gifts. On the banner....a heart is drawn and the name inside the heart is "Terri"......

A truer...more immediate answer I don't think I could have been given. I patiently await the outcome.

I am smiling.......

Still Waters....

2011-01-24T07:13:00.001-08:00

I have a Native American protector guide. We all do actually. Those of us born and raised here in the United States have them. They stand behind us and have our backs. Much like a Guardian Angel...they watch over us and sometimes give advice.

My protector guide's name is Still Waters. He's a gorgeous older man with graying black hair. Sometimes he comes to me in full dress - meaning the buckskins and the headdress but other times he comes to me as just a regular guy in jeans and a tee shirt. Today is one of the jeans and tee shirt days and I sat with him this morning and we chatted about my life. Every time I do so I am more calm and assured that the things in life don't really matter all that much. What people think of you.....what happens...it's just a moment in time and is gone soon after. The only thing that really matters is how you deal with the things that happen. Do you take them to heart? Do you suffer over them? Do you play victim with it? It's all up to you and how you view it. And how you view it can simply change. In the blink of an eye....it's changed and suddenly none of it matters anymore.

I met him in meditation near the ocean. I have always loved to be by the ocean....I used to drive to it when I needed to make all of my important decisions in my life. I would sit there and stare at the water and the answers would come to me, so it is not surprising that Still Waters meets me there.

He is wearing a white tee shirt, jeans and he's barefoot. His long hair is braided and hangs behind him. We sit cross legged on the sand and look out to the rising sun together. In perfect peace we sit. Not really needing to say a word but we do....

"Still Waters? Why do I take everything to heart so much? Why do the negative things that touch me pull at me and those wonderful things that happen or touch me are mere shadows?"

"Because you allow them to...."

"But why do I allow it to? Why must I gnash my teeth over the things that I can't control? Like how someone feels about me? Why am I so insistent that everyone love me?"

"You, my child, have not mastered letting go......you are human...give yourself time.....soon it will all seem silly to you. This gnashing.....it's inconsequential to your life. It wastes time...precious time. Be still with it and let it move through you and out...."

We sit for a bit....and I feel better knowing that I am a work in progress. I don't have to be perfect right here and now. I know that I can work through what I'm feeling and finally let it all go. It's scary though. Just thinking about it frightens me.....letting go completely. A joyous feeling but also a scary one because I've never felt that before. But I'm excited to give it a try and let all things go.

"You need to forgive, little one...."

Oh dang....really? I was holding on to a few things that were buried....do I have to?

He just looked at me with those soulful eyes. And everytime I look into them I cry. We have known each other forever and I know he means what he says.

I sigh deeply...ok....I will do it.

Aho.........

Mirrors....

2011-01-22T07:47:00.000-08:00

I don't think anyone is all that surprised anymore by the effects of what we put out there. What I mean is, is that what you put out...you get back. It's quite simple. And the more you realize that, the more chance you have of changing what you expect. But...a few of us still do not understand this. Or if they do...they think that they are above it or that doesn't happen to them. The more people who believe in lessening their victim stance the better. We need that here.

For example:

Last night I was host to a private circle. One of the women there was guarded and had her walls up. I completely understand why....she was new to someone like me. It's ok. But then it has to be understood that by being guarded - I was not going to get much information. Or that the information that I received would be confusing. And that's exactly what happened. With each message I gave to her she disagreed with it. And with each disagreement the wall around her got more impenetrable. I almost gave up on her but I couldn't. I gave her the information that I had received and told her that I was sure of it. All she could do was take it or leave it. I think she left it.

So my point with the above example is...you get what you put out. If you come to circle being closed and unresponsive....I won't be able to help you or bring through those who really need to talk to you. I know she was disappointed that her father didn't show up....and I think he did actually but wasn't recognized as such. I am sorry that I couldn't fulfill for her what she needed last night. Maybe someone else will be able to do that for her.

Example 2:

Our animals.....they mirror how we are feeling. If you have an animal - you know that when you are down that animal knows....somehow they know and they do everything they can to comfort you. Am I right? They know us. But, they also mirror us. I have a friend who has a dog that bites people. Not anyone it knows or loves but it does so when it feels it's family is being threatened (the kids especially). My friend is the same way....as most mother's are....she'll bite your head off if you say or do anything negatively towards her children. That's a given.

What about the dogs who are vicious? What does that say about their owners? Are they mistrusting? Are they always on edge looking for that person to "wrong" them? I have noticed over time that those dogs that are known for being vicious...are vicious because of their owners.

I am remembering the story of the woman who was coming home to her apartment one day and these two pit bulls that lived down the hallway came rushing at her and basically tore her limb from limb while the owner did nothing. In later reports it was found that the woman who was killed was a lesbian and the owners of the dog and her had had several run ins and there were words about her lifestyle. Of course, the owner of the dogs' is in jail as is rightfully where she should be.

Example 3:

Our children. Even though we think we are keeping anything negative from them (like say, you and your spouse are not getting along)....they still know it. They feel it. They sense that something is not right. And they act out. They are only mirroring our frustration....confusion...and anger. I see it all the time. It is sort of like the 'elephant in the room' syndrome. Everyone knows it but no one speaks of it but guess what...everybody feels it.

So, what do we do....we try to be honest about our feelings. If we're upset...man up to it. If you're feeling down...that's ok...feel down. But don't let that feeling take over your life. Give it it's due and move on. Remember that what you are putting out there...you are receiving. It's as simple as that. In every instance..that is what is happening.

Be happy and you will get happy!

Rising Above....

2011-01-16T06:28:00.001-08:00

I don't meditate near as much as I should. Guided meditations have always been the best way for me to go within. I'm just not very good at sitting in silence...my mind needs to go places. Maybe that's why I like shamanic work so much. You have a goal before you start to meditate or journey and during the journey you receive advice or information. Those always seemed to suit me.

A way that I have started to motivate myself to meditate is by posting a Spirit message each day on my facebook page. This way I am contacting Spirit each day and sharing the information that I receive while doing it. Today's was especially beautiful....

I saw myself seated on a cushion of orange and gold. I was sitting in the lotus position (which is something I can't do in life). The cushion started to rise and slowly turn and I realized that it represented transformation. As I rose in the air I could feel the stress leaving my body and a lightness come over me. The cushion rose all the way up above the earth and I was among the stars and looking down (much like the view an astronaut has as he's circling the earth). I looked ahead of me and saw a large flash of light. Like an atom bomb exploding and the light rushed towards me and I was engulfed in it. I was told "You are a part of the beginning and there is no end. Let the mundane of the world fall around you. All that matters is your connection to others. Your brother is your brother....your sister your sister...there is no division. All are one. And when the world falls away you will experience a melding of souls and you will understand that there is no one person. There is only ALL"

When my meditation was through I started to think about the message. It is hard to believe that some people are connected to us...like this guy who shot those in Arizona. But, I think we have to accept that he is a part of each of us and we are a part of him...on a soul level we are brothers and sisters. And in realizing that, we have to take some responsibility for what happened. Each of us. Not just a one sided political party. Our thoughts...our fears....mold our lives and those around us. Collectively, our fears and dislikes become a large energetic force that can ripple out and do harm. If, we, on a conscious level....send out light, love, kindness and acceptance will things like this act of violence exist?

How about joining me in letting the fear go. Of realizing that all of this is an illusion that we can change with our thought processes. That nothing really matters except our connection to one another. That what effects one effects us all. That a better world can be created....and that love can become the leading motivator... right here... right now.

Blessings....

A tragic story....

2011-01-13T05:38:00.000-08:00

Yesterday I had a reading with a wonderful woman that I have read for before. Over the past few years she has lost both of her children. To say that she has been grieving is an understatement. Imagine outliving both of your children. Devastating.

Her husband died when her daughter was just turning into a teenager. It effected her deeply. The father was an alcoholic and had died in a car accident. At the age of 14 the daughter (will call her Nancy) found her way to the cemetery where her father was buried and collapsed on his grave crying. She stayed there the whole night until someone found her the next morning. After that she would be found there often, drinking vodka (her father's favorite) while pouring the vodka into the ground for her father to share with her.

Her Mother says that from the minute she came home that night from the cemetery she was never the same. She started drinking, being crabby and just plain hard to manage. A typical teenager so to speak (except for the excessive drinking).

By pure luck, and her Mother's fortitude, Nancy made it into adulthood but never aspired to do or be anything. She ran with the wrong crowd and was involved with a man who was a drug addict. Her Mom says she used to go into fits where she would crouch down and breathe funny. One time the Mom sprinkled holy water on her in church and Nancy went screaming out of the church and running around the grounds in pain.

One night the Mother forcibly stopped her from leaving the house because she knew if she left she would hurt herself. She locked herself in the bathroom with Nancy and during the lock up Nancy called her every name in the book and sat crouched and breathing strangely. The Mom told her...."I don't know who you are but you're not my daughter". The Mom said after three hours she slowly lowered herself to the floor and started to cry. Suddenly, Nancy was Nancy again and they cuddled on the floor of the bathroom like when she was little.

A few years ago Nancy was distraught because no one had left flowers on her father's grave for Christmas. She was intent on going out there and putting some on herself. Her Mom begged her not to leave the house...she even went so far as to follow her outside and wrench her from the car but Nancy locked the car doors on her. Then Nancy came back in and just stared at her Mom. She said the look she gave her she will never forget. It was almost surreal. It was as if her daughter was drinking her in.....

A short time later the woman's brother in law stopped by the house in distress. He said there had been a major wreck on the local highway. He was worried that Nancy was involved. And she was....Nancy died on the way to the cemetery driving 100 miles an hour...passing another vehicle and causing an accident that took the lives of two others.

Why am I telling you this story? Because Nancy is a classic example of an "entity in possession". Both her Mom and I believe that Nancy was taken over that night she slept in the cemetery by someone who must have been an alcoholic and wanted to continue to drink through Nancy. An entity in possession is not happy until it has caused you to suffer and expire. When you expire, the entity finds another victim.

Several times I have written about not asking for help when you are down. This is another classic example of what may happen when you do. Nancy couldn't shake the entity.....it continued to talk her into drinking until she could do nothing but leave this world. Was it her Dad? I don't think so. I don't think he'd do that to his daughter. But, it may have been someone else there waiting in the cemetary.

Last year I did a healing for a woman who had had three DUI's and was facing jail time. She couldn't release the need for alcohol. During our healing session she felt someone leave the room and say goodbye to her. I felt a holiness take it's place. Afterwards, I asked her if she had ever been involved with an addict. She had....and a look of wonder came over her face. He was the one who had said goodbye. She has never wanted a drink since.

Do all addicts have an entity in possession? I'm not sure....but it certainly sounds that way in the above two stories. Be careful how you ask for help....seek a professional if you feel that you are not yourself.

In the wake of senseless violence...

2011-01-09T07:28:00.001-08:00

An unnecessary and thoughtless act was committed yesterday. A crime committed in the worst way. A young man who may or may not be mentally ill decided to shoot into a crowd of people in Tucson, Arizona killing 6 and wounding a Congresswoman. There is speculation as to why he did it but is that really important? He did it. But, let's learn something from this. Let's not shove it under the carpet like we do with so many other things. Let's not make it into something that feeds the fear in this nation. Are we headed back to the days of brother against brother? I sincerely hope not.

I found this quote this morning as I was looking for quotes on peace. I want to share it here.

"Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed - we would launch one. It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth, boxes of Crayola's. And we wouldn't go cheap either - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of 64, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination" Robert Fulghum

Let's all color the world in the way we want it. Visualizing all the rainbows covering and blanketing us with hope, peace and love. Sound silly? Try it and see how your little world changes. I guarantee you'll notice a difference.

Coloring my world today...are you?

Unspoken Agendas...

2011-01-06T11:08:00.000-08:00

This morning I was meeting a friend for coffee at a local coffee house. I got there a little early and got myself a cup of Joe and sat down. It was rather busy but I was able to get a table a little apart from the others that were there. Though it didn't stop me from hearing a conversation that was going on two tables away from me. I wasn't eavesdropping...but you know how it is....sometimes you can't help but hear what is going on.

Two men around my age (50's) and a young woman (below 40) were chatting and it looked like a business meeting. They were talking about another woman (co-worker). They weren't being unkind so to speak...but they were talking about what they thought she was thinking...or why she was acting the way that she was...or why her work had slacked off, etc. I was sooo tempted to walk over and say "instead of wondering...why don't you ask her? Why speculate?". I'm sure they wouldn't have appreciated my input. But, it got me to thinking. If people want to know something about you...why don't they just spit it out?

And then I started thinking about agendas. How we all have them. People don't usually say anything or talk about someone else unless there's a reason they are doing it. What will they get from it? Who will it benefit to speak of another? So.....being me...who is always observant...I listened more deeply. This is what I ascertained:

The two men (who were older and wiser) were drawing the young woman out. They wanted to know what she really felt about her co-worker. But, not only that, they wanted to know was she the type of person who would stab another in the back. The young woman should have been more careful with her words. As the conversation continued...one man confided in her that his wife had never liked the other woman. Ahhh....so now she has permission to say what she really feels about the other woman because someone else didn't like her too.

Do you see my point? Whether we realize it or not...people play us. Play each other. We play also.....it's cat and mouse. I realize I have done this in the past. But why? Why must we play around an issue? Their conversation opened my eyes today. I am going to be more careful about my words...especially when it pertains to someone else. I felt sorry for the missing woman who couldn't stand up for herself. And I will pay more attention to the questions people ask me....why do you want to know? There's always a reason....

Calling in Dark Forces

2011-01-02T05:41:00.000-08:00

Yesterday I and a few of my paranormal buddies were invited to a house in West Virginia that was in need of a clearing. I had had several phone conversations beforehand with the owner of the house and she was experiencing all kinds of phenomena that was starting to terrify her. Included in the experiences were full body apparitions of a man over 6' tall, a boy and a girl that appeared or spoke on tape, body odor, mumbled talking, shadows, and shaking of the bed while trying to go to sleep. She complained that she averaged only about 50 minutes of sleep a night and this had been going on for quite awhile.

The house had been built in the 50's and had had a few people die in it. The man who owns the house (her husband to be) had lived there before she and her children did and his Mom had passed in the house just a few years ago. They found her dead in her bed of an apparent aneurysm.

It was a gloomy day and upon arriving we parked in the yard and were greeted by the owners. You could tell that "Sheila" (changed name) was upset - she was visibly shaking. She spoke a mile a minute about the happenings in the house and in the trailer behind the house. They had been renovating the house and living in the trailer while doing so.

We went into the trailer first because that's where my guide Lee Ann told me to start. We noticed right away an oppressed feeling. My friend Deb checked the emf readings of the interior and they were off the charts. We also noticed that in the field behind the house was a major power line adding to the amount on the readings. In other words...the place was ticking with electricity! They had the back bedroom door locked - this is where they had had their bed and experienced the shaking of the bed. She unlocked it for us and we went in. The most feeling I got from the place was a deep oppression and difficulty in breathing. I had to vacate as quickly as I could...leaving the rest inside while they talked.

We then made our way to the house and on the way to the house, Lee Ann looked up at me and she said with a concerned look on her face "Mommie, the house is worse". I went in with a feeling of foreboding. It seemed harmless enough but as I made my way deeper into the house I got a really bad feeling from one of the back bedrooms...an unhealthy feeling. Then on the way to the basement I smelled death and mentioned it out loud. The basement is where most of the renovations are being done. We stood down there for awhile talking about the land (used to be part of an old farm) and how Sheila sometimes heard men trample through the house as if coming home from the fields. I mentioned that maybe the land itself was involved in a time warp where these men are actually living their lives at the same time that they are and it is overlapping. Since many people believe now that all time happens at the same time this could be possible and I warned her that I may not be able to get rid of that aspect of it for her.

We talked to her about how she had to take control of her house and her surroundings. The key here was that she was frightened by it and by being frightened she was putting out a lot of energy that these types of entities could feed off of. I counseled her on how to take control and to let those that were bothering her know that she is the owner of this house now and they had to comply or leave. I told her that whenever she feels an energy around her that upsets her she needs to say "If you are of the Light and you love me - you can stay. If you are not of the Light and do not love me you must leave...and leave now!" I again had to leave the basement before the others....it was getting too hard for me to breathe in there.

When I went back outside Lee Ann brought to me a little girl in spirit and said that she wanted to go home and I said I could do that for her. When everyone came out of the house and joined me on the porch I gave Sheila more instructions on what she could do to protect herself and the house calling in the Archangels and through prayer. While giving Sheila more instructions, my paranormal investigating partner Deb walked the edges of the property offering tobacco to the spirits of the earth asking that they protect the place.

We then stood in a circle and I called in the four major Archangels and asked that they protect us on all sides as they opened a doorway to heaven above us. I commanded all souls attached to the property to leave and closed the portalways that had been open - keeping them closed and coated with white light. I asked that the Archangel Michael assist any to the other side that were being resistant and told the entities that love and peace awaited them on the other side. When all had been taken, the Angels closed the doorway.

We left with the feeling that we had done a good job but I warned her that some portalways may need to be closed again and to contact me if that happened. A large sounding CRACK would be noticed when it happened.

When I got home that evening I noticed childrens laughter behind me as I entered the door and then I heard footsteps behind me when I walked up the basement stairs a few minutes later. My friend Ayo and I had to clear the house of the children that had followed us home.

I got a phone call from Sheila later that evening....apparently her children had been playing around with black magic a few years back and had just told her. "Could that be what is causing or has caused all of this?"....yes. I now have to do a binding on both of her children. It's funny - while I was there I was picking up that something like that had happened and I usually ask while interviewing an owner but for some reason I kept quiet.

Playing around with Dark Forces is not wise....even pretending that you are is not wise. It is best to leave these things alone...especially if you know nothing about them. Her kids were embarrassed to bring it up in front of me. They hadn't meant any harm but ever since they had done it, all their lives had been crap...seriously. Car accidents...Mom losing her job...ill health...etc. Trust me..it's not something you even want to play with.....

I feel sure that once these bindings are done that all will be well at their house. If not...I'll be back there.....

Be Gone!

2010-12-31T04:17:00.000-08:00

A few weeks ago I received a phone call from a local realtor who had been given my number by another local realtor who I have had the pleasure of having in my spiritual development classes. The woman calling revealed that she had clients who had just moved into a nearby rental row house and were insisting the house was haunted. They had only been there two weeks and were exhausted by the amount of noise and activity going on there. I told her that I would call them.

I called them that day and left a message but I didn't get a response so I thought that maybe they had somehow learned to live with the problem or found someone else to help them. Five days later as I was finishing up doing readings at the Owl Nest, I got a phone call back from them. Could I please come over right now? They had reached their last straw. I said ok since I was finished and it was practically on my way home anyway.

When I arrived we sat down and they filled me in on what was going on in the house. They had been experiencing rappings, knockings, doors opening that had been latched, doggie gates that had been lifted, heavy breathing, cold spots, groanings, and then that day the worst of it all....while one was vacuuming the living room...above the noise of the vacuum and above the noise of their four dogs...she heard a woman scream. A loud piercing scream inside the house.

They then told me that they had contacted a local paranormal investigative team that advertised that they had worked with TAPS on an occasion or two and when she called them they were very interested in coming out. She asked could they get rid of the entities and they said they could. That they would bring a medium along with them and could rid the house for them. So, they showed up on that Saturday with all their equipment in tow and spent four hours investigating. When the investigation was finished they told her that they would get back to her with their findings and left. Leaving the entities there. She was furious! She didn't want to know if her house was haunted...she already knew that! What she wanted was it gone and they hadn't done anything to help her. She asked if I could rid the house of it and I said "sure, we can do that right now".

So we walked around the house and I picked up a large portalway going through each floor and down into the basement. Portalways are openings to other dimensions that entities (good and bad) can pass through. With all the energy coming off it, I knew it was hugely active. She showed me how they had had to sleep. With the fan going, the tv on and the light on because without these things all the noise was keeping them awake and she had a very demanding job that she went to each day.

We went back downstairs and I asked them to stand in a circle with me. I called in the four major Archangels to surround us in their light and then asked them to open a doorway to heaven above us and to remove all those souls who were trapped there in the house and to close all the portalways with white light and not to let them reopen. I also asked Archangel Michael to specificially escort any of the entities that were resistant to leaving. I also explained to those entities that their loved ones were waiting for them on the other side and to not be afraid.

When I left, I told them to contact me if they needed me to come back out. Sometimes the portalways can come back open or others be created - I have had to clear my house several times.

A few days later, I stopped by to see how they were doing and they said they had had no problems since I left. Mission accomplished!

If you have been a constant reader of my blog you will know that I have a pet peeve with investigative teams that leave the poor souls there even after the spirits have asked for help by way of evp's (electronic voice phenomenon). I find it unkind and disrespectful. Some people claim that who are we to send them anywhere?...well, that's true...but they have a choice when the door is open to whether or not they want to go there. They don't have to go to heaven but they do have to leave. That's the deal. No room for negotiation.

I am off to do another clearing tomorrow in the hills of West Virginia. This one sounds especially challenging. More later....

Being there....

2010-12-30T04:58:00.001-08:00

I am on facebook quite often....it connects me with my clients and friends. I think of it and use it as a marketing tool. If only facebook had been around when I was going through my cancer treatment. Now that would have been a huge help to me. I'm sure myspace was in existence but I had never used it and it was rumored to be only for the young anyway.

The reason I bring this up? For awhile now I have been seeing a post go round and round about how much cancer victims want a cure...of course we do. But posting on facebook will obviously not bring us that. But, I can tell you what people going through the experience of cancer really want....connection.

I can say with all surety that my treatment for breast cancer was THE hardest thing I've ever experienced. If you have gone through it you know exactly what I mean. The hardest part about it was going it alone. I lost my older sister when I told her I had breast cancer....she reacted in such a way that hurt me and the rest of my family so we cut ties. It has been 4 years now since I have seen her. The little interaction we have had over the internet has been hateful on both parts. I have forgiven her but not forgotten.

During the course of treatment I lost some friends as well. I guess they couldn't deal with what I was going through. Some had dealt with it in a family member and couldn't face seeing it again in me. Some just didn't know how to BE with me. I guess it was too sad. I spent several treatment days all alone with no company while getting treatment. I can tell you that that was difficult. Sitting there being pumped up with poisons and having no one to talk or laugh with while it was happening.

So I want to take a moment here and acknowledge those who made a difference to me during treatment. I hope you don't mind....

My sister Robin - for taking me in after my surgery before chemotherapy and for being there through several treatments. I don't think I would have survived if she hadn't rescued me (and her husband Bob too!).

My Mom - for allowing me to go through the rest of my chemo while staying at her home.

My daughter Jessica - for loving me through it

My friend Janet - for sending me goodies in the mail....they cheered me up!

My friend Suzanne - for attending an infusion treatment with me...I'll never forget it!

My friend Tamar - for assuring me and bolstering me while trying to work and go through treatment at the same time (thanks...)

My Aunt Nancy - for her constant support of me. So glad we reconnected after my Dad passed away.

My Aunt Barb - for sending me all those lovely little hand made cards...they were a joy to get.

My friend Eddie - for always being there when I really needed him (especially during the move in a blizzard while having bronchitis and on treatment!)...

To Fremont Heating and Air Conditioning - for supporting me whole heartedly through treatment with a job and wonderful health insurance.

You may think...what is she doing here remembering all of this? Well, it's the end of another year what better time to acknowledge those times that made a difference in your life. Everything happens for a reason. I have often wondered "why me" but then again "why not?" I believe had it not been for the cancer and it's treatment...I would not have pursued my mediumship like I have. I felt...what the heck...you've been wanting to be this and do this for so long now - so I jumped in head first doing circles. And I have not looked back.

So thank you to all those who made a difference - I know I've forgotten quite a few of you. I love you all.....and to those who couldn't deal with me being sick...I'm sorry.

If you really want to help a cancer victim? Spend some time with them....that's what they need. Nothing more....Happy New Year everyone......

No Christmas?

2010-12-24T16:31:00.000-08:00

I have a good friend who is studying to be a Minister with the United Metaphysical Churches. I attended her church last Sunday and gave messages to their attendees. She and I had lunch afterwards and she told me about the sermon that she had given the week before. It was all about what life would or wouldn't be like had Christmas never happened. And we're not even talking about the birth of Jesus here...we're talking about taking the time, once a year, to cherish one another....be kind, give gifts, etc. Would there be another reason for it? Would we just treat December as just another month in the season of Winter? Seems so sad that it may not have ever been...or that even we might celebrate something else during December except for the birth of Christ.

I have made no excuses for being a believer in Jesus Christ. I call on Him in prayer and in my healings. He was a great man...no matter what you believe. A man important enough to our God to name Him as His Son. As all of us are His sons and daughters...I believe that Christ was born to show us that we too can be as elevated as He was. It is all that we are hoping and searching for...reaching for.

I wonder though...what would life here be like if He had never existed. A frightening thought I think. Reminds me of the scene in the "Back to the Future" movies where it shows the town being run by the riffraff because Michael J. Fox was never born. Or the movie "It's a Wonderful Life" where it shows what the town would be like had George Bailey never been born. Somehow I think that if Jesus had never been born we would have chaos. That maybe without Him we would have divisions or polarizations that are far more alarming than the ones we already have. And then again maybe not. Interesting to ponder....

For some reason I think we are making it too difficult. The ability to be Him is probably just a thought away...or a breath. I will continue to try and raise my vibration enough to reach His status...I may never do it....but then again I just might.

Merry Christmas everyone! Keep reaching.....

Angelic Possession?

2010-12-20T03:46:00.000-08:00

This weekend I was asked an interesting question...."Can an Angel possess you and work through you?"....my emphatic answer was no...but let me explain.

Angels, by Spiritual Law, are not allowed to interfere in our lives unless we ask them to. They are also not allowed to enter our physical bodies. Their vibration is so high...that just a bit of time within us would blow all our circuits and possibly cause us to spontaneously combust. I'm not kidding on this one. Can they influence us with words of caution? Most assuredly. Can they influence us with gut feelings? Oh yes. But to house within us?...absolutely not! It goes against everything they believe in. Earth is a free will planet. We are allowed to choose or not choose everything that happens to us. Every moment, thought, etc. They are not allowed to interfere (except our Guardian Angel who sometimes pushes us out of the way of things).

If you feel that you are possessed by an Angel...I can tell you that it is no Angel. An entity in possession of you (which can happen...I've seen it with my own eyes) will and can influence you to believe that it is an Angel. But watch out! The entity can turn on you at any moment. If you know of someone mentally ill....chances are they are possessed. I know it sounds crazy but there are those who believe (Max Freedom Long for instance - who wrote "The Secret Science behind Miracles") that mental illness is actually an entity in possession.

Let me explain further. We each vibrate at a different frequency. We draw to us (like attracts like) the exact same frequency. That's why I have cautioned on here before that when you are feeling traumatized or depressed - do not ask for help. You will draw to you something that is at that frequency of pain and heartache. You need to do whatever it takes to raise your vibration at that time and then ask. I know that this is difficult to do when you're down and out but try for just a few moments to feel all the love that you can...for yourself, humanity, the earth, etc and let it fill you till you feel you will burst and then ask. You will then be drawing to yourself an Angel or messenger from Source who can actually intercede on your behalf.

There are ways to make these entities go away and to heal from them. But first, you have to realize that you have one. That's the tricky part. Other people can probably see very clearly that something is amiss but the person with the mental illness or entity in possession may not see it at all. They are being duped by the entity into believing that everything is just fine. So....what can we do? What can we do when someone we love is acting strangely? Someone whose life is all cockeyed? Someone who can't seem to catch a break? Is an addict of some kind? Keeps repeating the same hurtful things over and over again? We can contact their Higher Selves and ask for a release from the pain of what they are going through. In prayer ask that you be connected to their Guardian Angel and ask that your friend or loved ones Angel help them to find peace and deliverance from the trials they are going through. You can ask on their behalf. It is perfectly acceptable. And then release the asking to the Angels and the persons Higher Self. Knowing, believing, trusting...that all will be well.

But sometimes the prayers don't work. Sometimes the person is still possessed. A healing is then needed. I have released several entities in possession and know of others who do the same. I know of people that work solely with Angelic Energy (not possessed by one but work side by side with them). If you know of anyone needing help and your prayers are just not enough....call on help. There are many of us out there willing to do the work.

So Angels....they are wanting us to be the best that we can be. They believe or think us to be precious and courageous for being here in the physical realm where anything can befall us. How brave of us to be here...to experience life with all of it's hardships but also all of it's joys. Would they trade their lives for ours? Do they want to be within us? No.....but they do want to help us...when we ask.

Blessings.

After thought...it has been mentioned to me by way of facebook that this sounds as if all people who have a mental illness are possessed by demons...not so. I apologize if that is the way that it sounds. I never mentioned demons at all. I mentioned a lower entity vibration. Many times these entities hearts are in the right place...but they are of a lower vibration and if you want to get better the vibration needs to be higher. Also, not all mentally ill people are possessed...it is a theory. Depends on the situation and person. That would have to be assessed by a healer.

Tough times...

2010-12-16T03:10:00.000-08:00

I was always hungry as a kid. My Mom and Dad both worked but Dad would gamble his paychecks or drink them away and Mom made minimum wage as a bank teller. There was never any snacks in the house and dinner time there never seemed to be enough food to fill us all up.

My Mom has the story of when I was about 4.....I had two older sisters and a younger infant sister. Mom had no money for milk for the baby and we all had one can of ravioli to share between all of us. Dad was off running around with his girlfriend and we were starving. No electricity, no money, no anything. If it hadn't been for the kindness of our neighbors and my Grandparents I don't know what we would have done.

When Mom and Dad split when I was ten years old things got even worse. Dad never paid his child support and Mom didn't have the money to keep taking him back to court to get it. So we suffered.....thank God my Grandmother took my sister Robin and I in at that time so at least we got a good breakfast and we had lunch at school courtesy of her. But dinners we were back at Mom's trying to make the meal stretch between all of us. Mom applied for food stamps but because she had to claim Dad's child support (which he never paid) we were denied.

I remember standing on a scale in the 6th grade while the nurses of the school looked at my weight. 40 lbs. I saw the look that passed between them...a look of concern....but nothing was ever done or said.

It makes sense that in my 20's I would gravitate towards being a Chef. I put myself through culinary school so I could raise my daughter on my own. My ex wasn't helping at all (sound familiar?) and I had to make a decent living. Times have been rough for me on and off in my life. Now that I am self-employed things can be up and down at times but for the most part I am doing well.

For years I have talked and thought of giving back. Of helping those less fortunate. And every time I thought of it, it was blanketed with "when I win the lottery". Then over the last few years I have come to realize that that may never happen (the eternal optimist!) and have grown tired of "thinking" of helping when I could somehow help now. I put out a call to my friends and associates via email - was anyone else interested in making a difference in some family's life?

I received great response and now we have started an anonymous organization that helps a needy family with a gift card each month to help them pay for groceries or clothes, etc. Each donater pledges to give a few dollars a month (the same amount every month or more if they can afford it that month) and these dollars are pooled together to purchase the gift card. I am so happy that we have begun my quest for making a small difference in a needy "working poor" family. Most of us in the group have been there and know exactly how difficult it is to feed your kids, heat the house and pay the rent at the same time. Especially these days when so many people have lost their jobs, homes, almost everything. Our little group has grown over the last few months and soon we will be able to help another family as well.

So, why wait until you win the lottery? Even the slightest bit of cash can help a needy person....especially if it's added to other bits of small cash. The family that we help will now have a Christmas because of our gift card. Giving feels so good......

Scrooge!

2010-12-12T05:00:00.000-08:00

I love Charles Dickens and I have loved every remake of the "Christmas Carol" but I especially love the one that was turned into a musical and called "Scrooge". I remember going to see it in a class trip during high school so it is old (lol) but I still have to watch it every year during the holidays.

Every Christmas Eve my daughter and I would sit down to my homemade cream of broccoli and cheese soup with some hot cocoa and watch the movie together. We don't always get to do that now but I still love to watch it. It brings back great memories and lifts my spirits (and vibration!)

My daughter and I memorized (after so many years!) all the words to the songs and we would sing along. My favorite song from the movie is the one where Scrooge wakes up from his night of visitations and realizes what a mean person he has been and what he needs to do to change his life.

Here are the words to "I'll Begin Again"...they are so inspiring.

I'll begin again

I will build my life

I will live to know

That I fulfilled my life

I'll begin today

Throw away the past

And the future I will build

Will be something that will last

I will take the time

That I have left to live

And I'll give it all

That I have left to give

I will live my days

For my fellow men

And I'll live in praise

Of that moment when

I was able to begin again

I'll begin again

I will change my fate

I will show the world

That it is not too late

I will never stop

While I still have time

Till I stand at the top

Of the mountain I must climb

I will start anew

I will make amends

And I will make quite certain

That the story ends

On a note of hope

On a strong amen

And I'll thank the world

And remember when

I was able to begin again

I'll begin again!

Let's all begin again.......it's not too late.

Happy Holidays everyone.....

Crooks with a capital C...

2010-12-06T05:55:00.001-08:00

Recently I have been inundated with stories of psychics who have been taking advantage of individuals financially and filling them with fear emotionally. They use fear as a ploy to get the client to keep returning and to keep filling their pockets with cash. I am so sorry that this is going on and hope that by writing about it people can understand what is a good psychic and what is a bad psychic.

One incredulous report was of a woman who went to a "gypsy" (roadside reader) and was told that she had bad luck around her (this is common for them to say). If the client would give her a certain amount of money she would pray for her and remove it. The client didn't have the cash with her so she made another appointment to come back with it. Well...this went on and on. Each time she came the "gypsy" would claim there were other things that needed to be removed and more money was needed. The client finally became wise to it but not before she was out quite a bit of cash. The last time she went she told the "gypsy" she was out of cash and the "gypsy" said "well..can you give me your credit card so I can go buy my kids some school clothes?"...the client said no...the "gypsy" then asked her if she could get her some drugs since she knew she was a nurse in her vocation. The client wisely declined and stopped going to see her.

Most recently I was called to a residence that the tenants felt was haunted. While doing the initial inquiries into what was going on they told a little story about how a supposedly renowned Medium had been invited to their home to give readings and messages. This Medium was referred to them by a friend (who was also there for this gathering) and had heard good things about her via word of mouth. The Medium brought along with her a scrapbook of newspaper clippings of her helping police forces find missing bodies, etc. It was all very professional looking. My client told me that during her reading, the Medium told her that she would be dead in 3 weeks and it would be by suicide. What? Really? Oh please.......I was shocked!! A reputable Medium/psychic would never say that. Would never tell a client something so horrible. If she saw depression for the woman she should have said something like "I can see that you've been going through some difficult times...you might want to seek the help of a counselor". Advice which I have given before. I tried to reassure my client that nothing like this was going to happen and obviously it had not because she was still here in the living and seemed totally fine to me. Anyway, I got home that night and searched for this Medium on the internet. Not a thing. Absolutely nothing via newspapers or google....she had made the whole scrapbook up.

A friend of mine recently attended a trade show in DC where they actually had readers in one section (totally out of sync with what the trade show was about). She said to herself...what the heck, I'll give it a try. She gave the reader the required 20 dollars and the reader asked her to place her palms up since it was a palmistry reading. After a few minutes of general information the reader said "if you place a hundred dollar bill there in your open hands I can answer two questions for you". My friend...being wise....said "No thank you" and left.

If someone asks you for more money in the course of the reading...run. Don't look back...people like this give people like me a bad name. I wish I could give you the name of the Medium with the scrapbook but I can't. It would be unethical. Just please beware of all readers..I understand when people are leery of me - it's because of shysters like this.

Blessings.....

Let's pretend....

2010-12-02T04:44:00.000-08:00

Let's pretend for just a moment.

You are standing in a void. There is darkness all around you. A point of light starts to come towards you and you feel at peace with it. This point of light gets bigger and bigger until it stands before you and in the light you see a replica of you....and you realize how beautiful you really are. The other "you" is your Higher Self. That part of you that stays behind while you're living on the earth plane...it's the part of you that is connected to Source. That is always connected to Source and is very interested in your soul growth.

Your Higher Self asks you....what would you like to learn or overcome this time? Wow! The possibilities. Well you say....how about I learn how to manage money this time. And how about I learn how to function in a relationship while still maintaining me....and how about I deal with physical issues as well...like a bad back. Yes, I've had a bad back before and didn't handle that too well....Oh! and don't forget that I need to work on being able to be my true self. Your Higher Self starts to smile......are you sure you want to tackle all of this in one lifetime?

You are eager...YES! I want to get over these things this time! Your Higher Self just shakes it's head and smiles. "As long as you think you can handle all of this...so be it".

So...you enter the void again and this time you feel some distress. A light is coming towards you that doesn't feel all that friendly. You know that it's time to reincarnate and you're excited beyond belief but you are also fearful. You think to yourself...did I choose the right parents? Did I choose the right lessons? Knowing full well that you are connected to your Source though brings a calmness and in a few moments you are being held and looking into the eyes of your Mother.

Uh oh....you forgot how limiting it is to be in a 3rd dimensional body. And uh oh...you forgot how it feels to just want to survive. And pretty soon...you forget everything. You forget that you came in to accomplish so many things and in the process of living that life with the beliefs set by your parents and society you start to forget that you are a connected being.....a spiritual being having a physical experience.

Now take a deep breath and close your eyes.....let all of the world drop away. All cares, all thoughts, all worries, all needs......ask that your Higher Self join you there in this void. See the point of light as it comes towards you. When it's close enough.....ask Yourself to hold you. Feel the light come around you. Breathe this in for a few moments...know that you are special. You are loved.

Reconnect.....know that you're here to accomplish certain things. Ask to be reminded of those things. Ask how you are doing. Wait and listen for guidance. Yes, you will get guidance even if it is just to stop for a moment and gather yourself.

Your Higher Self wants this connection to be reawakened......accept it...cherish it. It's you......

Spirit Intervenes Again......

2010-11-25T06:28:00.000-08:00

It's Thanksgiving. I am....grateful, thankful, overwhelmed by kindness. All those things...but I'm not going to write about them today. I'm going to write about another close call that happened 15 years ago on Christmas morning...that I am very thankful I acted on.

My daughter Jess and I were living in a little rented house in Rockville and we had a roommate. She was a friend that I had met while working and needed a place to stay. We grew to love her and enjoyed having her stay with us. The Christmas that I speak of was a hugely white one. Snow had fallen overnight and blanketed everything. There must have been a foot of snow on the ground.

It was 7:30 on Christmas morning and we were all still sleeping. It was a Sunday and we definitely weren't going anywhere. A knock came to the door. All of our bedrooms were on the first floor so I heard it. I decided not to answer it. I mean...who is coming to my house this early on a snowy morning? I heard our roommate get up and go to the door. I thought...oh good, she's going to get it. I heard her talking through the door to find out who was there. Couldn't quite make it out but I did hear her unlock the top lock. Something then bolted me straight up in bed and I rushed out into the living room and yelled "STOP! DON'T UNLOCK THAT DOOR!"...I then questioned her...who was there? She said someone who said he was a mailman with a delivery. I said...."on Christmas morning? It's Sunday and there's a foot of snow on the ground...that's no mailman".

I sent her off to bed and started questioning the man through the door. I asked who he was and now he said he was a repairman.....I told him that I needed nothing to be repaired...then he said he was from Ben & Jerry's to make a delivery...really? I told him that if he didn't leave my doorstep I would call the police...he then said "Go ahead! I am the police!"

Obviously we had a wacko on our hands. I called the police and told them what was going on. I really didn't expect them to come out with all the snow and it being Christmas morning for someone just knocking at the door but I wanted a friendly voice on the other end of the line giving me strength. The man eventually left and we heard nothing about him after that.

I think now and thought then how thankful I was that I stopped my roommate from opening the door. Something told me to do it. Like a bolt of lightning striking me. I doubt that if the door had been opened would any of us be here right now and if we were - we'd be severely damaged. I thank the Spirits who warned me. Now and forever......

The Kindness of Strangers...

2010-11-22T04:58:00.000-08:00

Back in the late 70's a friend and I decided to take a few days for ourselves and go down to Myrtle Beach. Neither one of us had ever been there before. We took off in her Volkswagen Beetle and headed down I95 for the long 8 hour (or so) drive.

At one point we needed to stop for gas and I pulled into the gas station. Don't even remember where we were it was so long ago. But I do remember what happened after that. We filled up on gas and just as we were pulling out to get back on the main road her front axle fell to the ground. We weren't going anywhere. At the time (and still do) we remember feeling how fortunate we were that we weren't driving 60 plus miles an hour when it happened.

The owner of the gas station came over and offered to help. It would take at least a couple of days though and that was all the vacation time we were going to use but what could we do? We told him our story and he immediately helped us to find lodging in town and felt so sorry for us that he asked us to be his guests in his home that night for supper with his wife and kids. Now, I'm usually such a scaredy kat with strangers that an invitation like this would be making the hair on the back of my head standup but for some reason I felt safe with this man. We accepted.

He drove us to the hotel. He came and picked us up for dinner. His wife was sweet and kind just like he was. We had a wonderful sit down family meal and then he drove us back to the hotel. We thought for sure we would be hunkered down for a few days but lo and behold he called us the next day that the car could be picked up the following day. We were elated and really surprised that it was going to be ready so soon. We could still go to the beach!

I will never forget his kindness. I don't remember his name....but for two young women driving alone on a long trip....he was an Angel.

If you ask for help....

2010-11-21T07:29:00.000-08:00

Last night I attended a semi-investigation of a place that I have already been privileged to investigate and have written about here on this blog. Some new developments had shown themselves there and we were invited back to feel it for ourselves and maybe take care of the situation.

A young woman had visited their home recently and brought with her an entity that was dark and made the owner's daughter feel creepy. This entity is attached to the young woman and goes wherever she goes. But the disturbing thing for the owner's daughter was that this entity had now started visiting her even if the young friend isn't with her. She feels him looming there at the end of her bed watching her.

In finding out more about the young woman who visited them, the owners hinted that she had had a difficult childhood but wouldn't go into detail (obviously it was told in confidence and I wasn't going to pry).

So..here's the caution:

If you are in a desperate state of need, or have experienced a trauma, or are in a deep depression and you call on the higher forces for help you will only be given and attracted to an entity of YOUR same vibration. So if you're feeling down and upset - raise your vibration as high as you can at that moment (pray...meditate...listen to beautiful music...watch a movie that brings your vibration up...anything) and then ask. I felt that she had done that...asked for help from the Universe in a vulnerable state and by doing so attracted an entity of a lower vibration.

And he may have helped her at that point...who knows. But, it is not healthy to keep him around because his energy is of that lower vibration. She cannot progress vibrationally until he is gotten rid of.

So, I know it's hard to raise your vibration while you're down and out. I've been there so I really know but try to raise it as best you can before you plead for intervention in your life. If you feel there is something around you that is always bringing you down...tell it to leave. Thank it for helping you when you needed it but it must go now because it's services aren't needed anymore. Be forceful...and if you still feel it around you....give me a shout out!

Blessings....

The Haunted Hotel

2010-11-18T04:46:00.000-08:00

Recently, I was asked by a mutual paranormal friend of mine to come along with her on an impromptu investigation at a hotel that has been having activity for a long time. Always up for an adventure into the paranormal I said ok.

Met her and her daughter there one afternoon in August and proceeded to feel things almost immediately. I felt a family had lived there and most of them were still there. Felt children and a dog. Servants. Went into the library and felt the spirit of a soldier standing there. Since the house had been built before the Revolutionary War, my friend asked the spirit had he known George Washington. He said "KNOWN him! We were friends!" and apparently this is true. Not only did he call George his friend but he fought along side him in at least 7 campaigns during the Revolution.

On the top landing outside the room where their children had slept I felt the presence of a woman servant. While on the landing I felt excruciating pain in my pelvic region and realized that she had miscarried there. There is rumor that this servant was pregnant with the owners child and the wife of the owner had her offed...but that is just rumor. There is no evidence to support that.

We went back to the hotel just a few days ago and took with us this time some equipment. Several others came along for the experience and I don't think they were disappointed as they left early and couldn't stay the night because one of them was fearful. She said she had come to debunk the place and found out rather quickly that she couldn't. The employees of the hotel heard that we were there and one by one and by groups they came to talk to us about their experiences. Mostly of a ghostly visage of a woman who keeps appearing and the sound of footsteps and things being moved around...doors opening, etc.

We had with us a spirit box or voice box that is battery operated and houses within it about 2,000 words that are available for spirit to pull from it and use....it has definite drawbacks such as the voice sounding robotish and not being able to tell if we're talking to male or female and that it has limited vocabulary but I was so impressed with it. We sat there for hours talking to the original owner of the house (1700's!!). He told us about the house and the land. What it had been used for - mostly cattle. The house had been used as a dry goods store for a while. We had a write up on the history of the house with us and he kept asking us to read from it and where the information was wrong he would speak up and say so. This is where the young woman who wanted to debunk it became a believer having trouble wrapping her mind around the fact that we were actually conversing with him and a couple times he called her by name. What a blessing this contraption is! I was so excited!!

At another point in his communication with us he kept speaking of a female buried on the grounds named Molly. Someone who was not a family member but a missing person (this is what I received clairvoyantly) and that it wasn't from his time but sooner. We are currently looking into any missing persons in that area named Molly.

I didn't want to go to bed but by 3:30 we were all exhausted and those who stayed went to their rooms. There were 3 of us in a large room that had a king sized bed and a cot so we were able to sleep in the same room (they were suites). We settled down finally around 4a.m. and as one of my roomies was finishing up her nightly toiletries (she had left a little light in the room) I lay there looking at the wallpaper on the wall and suddenly the wall buckled and protruded out and then back again. Reminded me of a scene from "The Shining" at least I think it was that movie.....it didn't frighten me and I just went to sleep. Around 5:30 I was woken by a voice yelling in my ear to "WAKE UP!"....so I did. I tried to go back to sleep but was unsuccessful.

When driving home with one of my cohorts we were just chatting about the night (no radio on) and in between our chatting we heard a male voice. I looked at her and said "did you just hear that?" and she said "yes, a male voice"...but it sounded far away and we couldn't make out what it said. I told it that we loved it and wanted the best for it but it couldn't come home with us and needed to go back. I don't feel him around me so I suppose that is what happened.

We will be going back. The hotel doesn't rent out this portion of it's buildings so it is open for us to come back and do more. The General Manager likes us being there....I think it gives them the validation that they needed - hey, we're not crazy. We have grown fond of it's inhabitants and look forward to seeing and communicating with them again.

A New Revelation...

2010-11-15T05:01:00.000-08:00

This weekend I learned something new from Spirit. An Uncle of a client's to be exact. It was all about forgiveness.

We all know there's a plus side to forgiving. Obviously, it removes years of built up emotional toxins.....it allows us to rebuild and rethink views, relationships, feelings. But what I learned gave me an aha moment. Here is what happened....

This woman's Great Uncle appeared behind her (in my minds eye). He was joyful and wanted her to know that he was so proud and happy for her. She had started the process of forgiveness in her life towards someone that had hurt her. He was jumping up and down he was so excited. I was stunned....I know that it's a good thing to forgive but he explained why he was so elated. By opening up herself to forgive it had allowed the Universe or Source to remove obstacles that had barred her way from progressing. New doors were allowed to open now. New joys were allowed to be bestowed upon her. And the most miraculous thing (I think) about it was that it didn't matter that the person who did the harming was being forgiven...only that she was allowing the forgiveness to clear HER....to release HER....to forgive HER. I think what surprised me most of all was how much this meant. How important this is. For her life....for her progression...for her happiness.

In the same day I had another client who was deep in the throes of anger. She was grieving over being "taken" by someone. She was going through the typical responses to grieving. First being stunned and in shock and now the anger was setting in. So much so that it was making her physically ill. I counseled her to turn her anger around and make it work for her. I don't think this person who harmed her may ever have his due but there is something she can do about it. He had taken her joy....her hope...her connection to God. In other words, she had given all of her power to him. Now she is in the process of reclaiming that power for herself and anger is the great facilitator! I told her that her story needed to get out there. She had been a writer and knew she should get it down on paper for others to learn from and I urged her to do so. I tell you people...when this gets put together and put out there into the world it's going to be so successful that all of the hurt and the pain will have been for a good reason. It will take time but she will survive and make this chapter of her life so meaningful......I urge all of you who have been hurt to look for the GOOD of what happened. Much like when I was a child and being abused I turned it into something positive when I reached adulthood by putting together the video "No More Secrets". You in turn, can do something, anything to turn the experience around and into something you can be proud of.

So....forgive FOR yourself. In the process you help the other person but that's not even what's important. It's you....it's your life...it's your joy. Make it beautiful....make it meaningful....

Beaufort, NC Old Burying Grounds

2010-11-11T17:22:00.000-08:00

This week I drove down to North Carolina to visit my little sis and she took Mom and I to Beaufort. Knowing my love of old cemeteries she thought a short day trip there would be fun for us. Indeed it was. Beaufort has one of the oldest cemeteries in existence on the east coast. One of the reasons it is so old is that in one section of it archaeologists found the remains of settlers who had been massacred by the Coree and Neusiok Indians in September of 1711.

The burying ground is dark even in daylight. Covered with ancient trees with large twisted wisteria vines growing up them and spanish moss hanging down from the branches gives it an eerie feel. There are many graves that are notable and have unique stories associated with them. The Beaufort historical society has developed a pamphlet that allows you to follow it's map of graves and read the stories.

Because of the closeness to water, the dead were buried above ground with bricks encasing them. The graves look like mounds or vaults and most are facing east as those buried wanted to be facing the sun when they arose on judgment day.

Some of the interesting graves were:

Nathan Fouller - (1750 - 1800) apparently his relatives came over on the Mayflower and the daughters of the American Revolution honored him in 1987.

Captain John Hill (1817-1879)...A sea captain, his son had this engraved on his stone

"The form that fills this silent grave

Once tossed on ocean's rolling wave

But in a port securely fast,

He's dropped his anchor here at last"

Sarah Gibbs (died 1792) and Jacob Shepard (died 1773). Sarah was married to Jacob. Jacob was a seaman. Jacob went to sea and his ship never returned. He was presumed dead. Sarah married a Nathaniel Gibbs and had a child by him. After an absence of several years, Jacob returned to Beaufort to find his wife married to another man. The two men agreed that Sarah would remain with Gibbs but would rest eternally next to Jacob. They are buried side by side.

British Officer (1700's) - No one knows his name but he was an officer in His Majesty's Navy who died on board ship in the port of Beaufort. Not wanting to be buried with his boots off..the officer insisted he be buried standing up in full uniform....this marks his grave:

"Resting neath a foreign ground,

Here stands a sailor of Mad George's crown

Name unknown, and all alone,

Standing the Rebel's Ground" - Brantley

Crissie Wright is a common grave named after a ship that wrecked in January of 1886. All of the soldiers died freezing to death on the ship. They are buried together. This tragedy spurred the establishment of Cape Lookout.

Girl in a Barrel of Rum: In the 1700's an English family came to Beaufort with an infant daughter. The girl grew up wanting to see her native homeland and begged her parents to let her see it. The father took the daughter on a ship to see England but she died en route. He put her body in a barrel of rum for the voyage home to her Mother. She was not removed from the barrel but buried with it.

There were many more I could write about. If you have the chance to visit there you will not be disappointed. As I was there, I tried to touch in with some of the inhabitants but I felt most had passed on and were not clinging there though I did feel the touch of a young child's hand while walking amongst the graves. Wondering if it was the Girl in Rum...as her grave had been bestowed with many a gift by visitors. Toys, shells, hair ties, books, dolls, coins. Enticing items to keep her there.

Close calls....

2010-11-05T05:57:00.000-07:00

When I was a baby, Mom put me down for a nap in my crib. It was hot out and the window was open. There was no screen on the window. Mom left me to go start dinner. She was in the kitchen boiling water for spaghetti. My oldest sister walked by the room where I was sleeping and saw a man crawling in through the window. She quickly and silently went to get Mom and told her what was happening. Mom picked up the pot of boiling water and ran into my room. I guess the man heard them coming because he grabbed one of my blankets from the crib and threw it over himself as he jumped back out the window with my Mom hurtling the boiling water after him.

When I was about 7 or 8 my whole family piled into my Dad's cadillac and we went for a long drive up to Cumberland, Maryland to see his parents. I was sitting right behind Dad as he drove. I liked sitting by the window so I could see out. The road to Cumberland in parts is steep and winding. At that time there were no guard rails so it was a steep drop on one side and the mountain on the other. We happened to get behind a very slow moving truck and Dad was getting very impatient. He decided to pass the truck going up an incline because the truck was creeping. As Dad was about to move over, the truck sped up causing my Dad to careen the car out to the edge where I was able to look down and see forever and then back again towards the mountain where we hit. I was in hysterics and had to be calmed down. My Dad was so angry that he jumped out of the car and ran after the truck (my father had long legs!) and he caught up with the truck - jumped onto the running board and punched the driver in the face!

When I was 15 I had a spinal fusion. I had developed scoliosis and it had been discovered at the age of 9 and it had already progressed to a 52% curve. At the age of 9, I was put into a Milwaukee brace (made of leather, steel and plastic) and was told I couldn't take it off (other than to bathe) until the age of 15 when I would need surgery. The brace was to keep my spine from curving anymore than it already had. Those were hellacious years let me tell you. But back to the surgery. The surgery was successful and I was recuperating in the hospital. They had removed several slivers of bone from my legs to graft to the spine to hold the metal rod in place along my spine. One day, a resident came into the hospital room and started ripping out the stitches in my legs very violently. I couldn't move and therefore couldn't stop him and he gave no reason for why he was doing this. I could hear my Mom out in the hall yelling (they were not allowing her to come into the room). Turns out that I had developed a staph infection in both legs and was close to death. The resident was only doing what he had been trained to do in an emergency but I sure wish he had explained himself. The act still haunts me.

Close calls....there have been more. I often wonder if we have 9 lives like cats are rumored to have. I hope so......

Birthright.....

2010-11-04T06:59:00.000-07:00

I absolutely know that you have felt this. You have felt from a young child that you were here for a reason. We all have felt this. And you are......most of us think because we feel this way that we are to do something grand....something that will change the world! And you are.....but guess what. It's about being you. About following your heart and your bliss. About being a person of kindness and joy. Of loving completely...openly...with all your heart. There's no need to scale mountains..unless that is what you want to do. There's no need to swim the deepest seas...unless that is what you want to do. Do you see my drift? We are all here to experience life and to share the love of who we really are......brothers, sisters, children of the Source.

So...know that you are here for a reason. For whatever reason you choose that to be. Let it uplift you and hold you. You are a beacon of light in the mind of Source. Remember this and remember that you are deeply loved.

More circle stuff.....

2010-11-01T08:06:00.000-07:00

During circles I warn people that I may not get a name of the deceased that is coming in to speak to them but I most always get how they passed, how they looked, what relation or side of the family they are from, etc. There are times when even then the person doesn't recognize the person that I have brought through even though the Spirit is telling me over and over.."she knows me!"...it is frustrating. I am getting better with names but I still struggle with my clairaudience (hearing spirit). Most of my communication is with sight or knowing (the visions imprint on my mind and sometimes words are there like written on a chalk board in front of me). I get many an email later exclaiming that they figured out who it was that was speaking to them.

Recently, I have had at least one and sometimes two people in the circles that keep saying "no" to the information that I give them, when I know that I am getting correct information. One such instance happened this past weekend. A young woman attended for the first time and her grandmother came through. The grandmother wanted her to know that the young man she was involved with loved her more than she loved him and at some point she was going to have to decide whether or not to give all of her heart to this man. She sat there and kept saying no...she didn't know what I was talking about. Yes, she was in a relationship and yes, he does say to her that he loves her more than she loves him but she didn't agree with what her grandmother was saying...that she hadn't given all of her heart to him. I let it go and moved on to another subject knowing that I had heard and felt correctly. When at the end of the circle the young woman asked a question, it told the whole story. She could have more children but he could not therefore she wasn't sure that the relationship should continue because she desperately wanted more children. Bingo! End of story.....lol

A few weeks ago during another circle an older woman was getting messages from her deceased father. She kept saying no to what I was giving her but her daughter that was sitting two seats away from her kept nodding her head "YES!"....later, after the circle the elder woman came up to me and admitted that she and her father had not had a good relationship and she had not wanted to hear from him. But he was adamant about coming through and I couldn't control that. Sometimes this happens and I warn people in advance.

Then this past weekend a dog came running in and around one of the attendees. I asked her if she had had a medium sized dog that had passed and she said no. Just small dogs. Then her father appeared and gave her messages. As the circle time for her was ending she said "OH! My father used to breed medium sized dogs!" so we all had a little laugh about that because the father had brought one of his dogs with him.

Then again a young man came in Spirit to give messages to one of the attendees. He was the attendees cousin and said he had died in an accident. I could feel that he had been drinking before the accident and that it had involved speed and a car. She said yes. Then he said that he had done something really stupid and it had caused his death. She looked at me dumbfounded....no...she said. I said yes...he had gotten into a car with someone he had known had been drinking...not only that but he had been drinking...no one was wearing their seat belts and they were showing off in the car...driving too fast. She finally realized what he was trying to say...he knew he was responsible because of the choices that he had made that day.

Sometimes I wonder if people are really listening at all. Or maybe it's just the shock of being there in a new situation and their mind has a hard time grasping that this is really happening...being in a circle...talking to a loved one.

Protecting Yourself.....

2010-10-29T06:30:00.000-07:00

This week I had a young girl (14) come to me with her Mom. She had been experiencing dark shadows of people in her room at night. These shadows were not defined...she couldn't make out who they were but they made her uneasy. Even the dog that sleeps with her would wake and look towards it too so she knew she was not the only one who saw it. From the things that she was telling me I knew that she was well on her way to becoming a Medium and thought it best to share with her some things she could do to protect herself.

Mediums or Sensitives are like light houses. They vibrate at a higher frequency than most people so their light shines brighter. Doesn't mean we're any better than anyone else - just means we're at a different frequency. When Spirit sees us it sees only the light that is shining. When the entity or spirit first passes they are shown the doorway to heaven. If they refuse to go through then the doorway closes and they are forever looking for that light again to take them home. That's why no matter where I live...it becomes haunted.

Since I gave her the protections to do I realized I might as well give them here on the blog so everyone can benefit. I may have posted parts of these before. If so, please forgive the repetition.

Say this whenever you are feeling uneasy or unsafe:

I am surrounded by the white light of truth

Let nothing or no one who wishes to do me harm enter

For I am a child of God and God will protect me

Imagine the white light surrounding you....

Before I go to sleep I say and feel these things happening:

"Archangel Michael cover me with your wings to protect me as I sleep" - then I wait to feel the weight of his wings cover me.....and I say thank you.

Then I ask "Archangel Michael please station your Angels at the four corners of my bed to protect me as I sleep" - then I wait to feel them lower themselves to the corners of my bed...and I say thank you.

Then I say "Archangel Michael please station your Angels at the doors and windows of this house to protect me as I sleep" and then I wait to feel them cover the doors and windows and envision them standing or sitting there....and I say thank you.

Mediums, sensitives are most vulnerable to psychic attack when they sleep. I find that when I do this before going to sleep then I am not bothered. And if I am bothered, I know it is not by anything that will harm me but rather someone of the Light needing to speak with me.

I also counseled the young girl on how to open the doorway to heaven to allow these dark shadows to leave....

I call in the four major Archangels first rather forcefully:

"Archangel Michael

Archangel Gabriel

Archangel Raphael

Archangel Uriel

Please surround us on all sides and open the doorway to heaven above us allowing those souls who wish to cross over to leave this place now and we ask that with your help you escort them to the other side where their loved ones are waiting to greet them."

Say with force "Go now, you must go" and then wait for a few minutes while those who are ready to leave can do so. Feel or imagine them leaving here and being greeted on the other side with open arms. If you are feeling anyone that is hesitant let them know that the other side holds no retribution and that there is no hell.

Then when you feel that things are peaceful...thank the Archangels for opening the doorway and for being there to protect you and then ask that they close the doorway. Feel it close and say "Amen"...or "So be it".

I hope this helps you with keeping the darkness away...

Testing and other circle stuff...

2010-10-27T09:48:00.000-07:00

I held four circles this past weekend. In Seminary, one of my instructors warned against giving circles outside of a place that you normally do circles in (example: someone's home) because the energies are all different and it takes more out of you to do them. Changing the vibration of the room, etc. I scoffed at that...I had had no trouble giving circles outside of the store where I normally give them but after this weekend I had to admit that she was right. Not that I will stop doing them but maybe I will have to limit myself to doing them in the same different places. If you know what I mean.

Friday night's circle was at a residence nearby. I only knew one other person that was there so most all of the people were strangers to me. I brought one of my students along with me to help try and balance the energy for me. I am surprised that I did as well as I did considering it was a house I had never been in. One of the attendees came to me afterwards to tell me that I was very right on with most all that were there (I am guessing they all knew one another) and how impressed he was with my messages. It is nice to get the feedback...sometimes I get it and sometimes I don't.

Saturday's circle was at the Owl Nest where I usually give them but this was a private circle. Invited guests of the one putting it together. I would say about half of the people were people that I had given messages to before. One of the newer attendees, after I had given her her messages from Spirit asked me if I could tell her her fathers' favorite song. I asked her if she were testing me and everyone was like "hey yeah are you testing her?".....which let's be honest...she was. When that happens I am bothered but I tried and was able to get that it was a country song...and I could hear the tune of it but didn't recognize it. I am wondering why she felt the need to do that after I had given her such good messages from those that had passed but I guess she just wanted more verification. And yes it was a country song but I even now forget the name of it that she gave me.

Reminds me of the lady that I read for at one of the Psychic Saturdays at my church. When she sat down at my table and I started to read the cards for her the information was about her work. She blew up at me and acted like she would swipe the cards off the table - "I don't want to hear about my work!!!"....ok then.....so then I told her all that were around her in Spirit...I got a total of about 7 names that she could recognize and I was impressed that I had gotten so many...I don't usually. When we were finishing up she said "can you tell me the nickname that my father used to call me? If you can do that then I can be sure that you are speaking to him"...I couldn't believe it...I was incredulous. Here I had just given her 7 names from Spirit that were relatives, loved ones, etc. and it still wasn't good enough. I told her no that I couldn't do that...mainly because by then I was angry and had shut down.

And then I love the people who just grunt at me or answer with yes's and no's when I bring in information for them. If they don't want to be there.... I wonder why they come. Like the elderly woman I have spoken of before who finally when we were through and I had exhausted all of the info said "you're the best dang psychic I've ever been to!"..but I'll be danged if she didn't sit there with her arms folded while grunting yes's or no's at me. Which reminds me of another lady in a circle last weekend who grunted answers at me too and then wanted me to tell her the kind of dog that she had just put to sleep. Sigh............

One of Sunday's circles (I held two) a woman arrived who was clearly talked into coming. I would rather not have those in the circle but I had no choice in the matter really. So, Lee Ann my joy guide told me that she would be the last recipient of a message because she was scared and she wanted her to see how safe it was while others got their messages. When I finally came to her I asked if she had a relative who had passed by drowning and she said yes...a distant relative. I asked her if the name of the relative began with an L and she said yes. I told her that she was delving into the geneology of her family and had lost some of the information that she had gathered. She had filed it away but would find it again. She looked at me with big, big eyes and said yes to all that I was saying. Then I said....see? That wasn't so hard now was it?

So...if you feel the need to test me...after I have just given you evidential proof of who was there for you....telling you private things that only the two of you know...told you how they passed and referred to things that are going on in your life...you just may be disappointed.

Rosemary

2010-10-24T07:29:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I was given a pot full of growing rosemary from a friend who works for the park services in DC. They found it growing wild and instead of throwing it away (they were cleaning up the park) she brought it to me. Little did she know that it is my favorite herb and now I have a beautiful pot full of it growing on my computer table here.

I remember in culinary school we were given the assignment to write about an herb that we liked or loved and my choice was rosemary. Of course I was drawn to it's legend going back to Jesus' time of it being a bush that Mary threw her cloak over while they stopped to rest on their flight from Egypt after Jesus was born. The legend has it that the cloak caused the flowers of the herb to change from white to blue. Early Christians called it the 'holy herb'.

In the days of the ancient Greeks and Romans it was used to stimulate the learning process. During examinations, students would tie it around their heads in garlands to help with memory. It was also used to ward off headaches in this way.

It has long been known as the herb of friendship, remembrance and loyalty. It is also known as the herb of romance. Many people to this day use it in their wedding bouquets and funeral wreaths.

But being the retired Chef that I am...it was the flavor that always drew me to it. That and the smell (which to me goes along with the flavor). No better herb is there for putting into round loaves of yeast dough or olive oils to infuse or meats to enhance.

Maybe my friend was telling me that our friendship would be lasting...I hope so. Or that romance was on it's way...which would be nice too....or maybe it was just to remind me that some things never change....