November 2nd, 2008 | 13 Comments »

Okay, I’m a huge slacker. My blogversary was yesterday, and I totally forgot it.

My clock stopped again, at the same freaking time it had stopped the last time. No, it wasn’t 11:11, it was 7:00. Exactly. And? My nightstand clock, which is digital, died a sudden death at the same time, but I don’t have evidence because it doesn’t display anything. I’m asking myself: “What is the significance of a clock stopping at 7:00″? Is that a signal to get a life? Shaddap, rhetorical question here.

Halloween brought no costumed cuties to my door. I did hear a whump around 8 pm, and discovered that my front window had been egged. Now I have a dirty window and masses of candy. If only my outside light worked, I might have a chance. No kids want to risk coming to the door of a 150 year old dwelling that houses an old psychic. I did not dress up as a witch. I was in my jammies. I remember last year. No kids, but no eggs, either. Dang.

I’m still logged on to the psychic power network for twelve hours a day, trying to build up my customer base. If you get a random call, the deal is you build a relationship with that client, and they call back. The prices are pretty reasonable for a psychic line, and they give out promo minutes. My goal is to pay my rent on time, instead of half on the first and the second half on the 15th. My landlady is very kind. So far.

I now only have my computer to tell me the time. Think I’ll set up a screensaver with the time on it.

Anybody want any candy?

October 27th, 2008 | 17 Comments »

Time. Weirdest thing about that. I have never had a watch that could keep time for me. First they go all out of whack, then they stop. Within three days.

I thought that perhaps a pendant watch might work because it is worn around the neck, but no. It just joined the club of watches that do not like me. Must be my wicked energy field.

There was a big deal about ten years ago regarding the 11:11 vibration, and it’s connectedness to the Archangel Michael. Just before my initiation into the energy of Michael, I had a clock stop at 11:11. The deal with 11:11 and it appearing on clocks is that it is a trigger to decode knowledge that is programmed into our DNA. I always called these events “rememberings”.

I have this dinner plate type clock on my mantle that my mom gifted me with. It hasn’t worked for ages. Typical witchypoo clock behaviour. I heard a new sound in the room, and it was the clock, ticking. I asked Ass Burger Boy if he had fixed it. He said he hadn’t even touched it.

So, if the clocks stopping are a remembering, what means it when a clock out of the blue just starts working again? Hope it isn’t a forgetting. Man, I need all the brain cells I can get.

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October 2nd, 2008 | 7 Comments »

I once sought out my spirit guides and asked some of them for names. Thing is, names are only really important to us, not to them. They go by energy signatures, which don’t need to be named.

I felt a female energy, saw her as young and beautiful. Native. I asked her name, and she replied: “Little Sister.”

I thought that was crazy. How could my guide, who was helping me, refer to herself as Little Sister? Shouldn’t she be the older and wiser one in this deal?

There was much thought involved, because I’m fabulous that way, and I recalled the winter when I was ten years old. My mother had given birth to a girl with spina bifida. In those days, not a lot was done to prolong the lives of such children, and Lydia Mae died three days later. I never saw her. There was much that mere children were not privy to in those days, and perhaps it was better that way.

The same artist friend who created my totem vision woodcut had also made me a magnificent medicine bag from moosehide that another friend had tanned on The Rock. Where all the mooses live. Except this one. Anymore. On the back, she did a spirit drawing representing myself and Little Sister.

The bag is well worn now, and the spirit drawing has worn off.

I believe that I met Little Sister in the flesh this past summer.

I would like her to have my medicine bag when I die.

September 17th, 2008 | 11 Comments »

Here’s another post about a year old, when only Knudsey and a few others were reading my blog. I’m still deep in code brain, hope I can finish that up today. Meanwhile…

I saw on the news a story about a presidential candidate who
had a UFO encounter.
I expect he will receive a great deal of ridicule.
I know. I had one too.
Nobody scoffed at me to my face. Oh wait.
I hardly told anyone about it.
Except a television audience, but again, no scoffing unless
they were shouting at their tellies. I couldn’t hear it.

This was an amazing experience, and I would like to tell
you about it.

I’m in my hard hat, with my road crew.
It’s 5:30 am. Early, no wind yet on the water.
All is still, and quiet. Dark. No cloud cover.
Any sound carries for miles over the water, but there
is no sound, not even the waves. All is still.
We notice in the sky, a large round orange light, with
a halo effect around it.
We watch it move, it moves oddly, like no aircraft we know.
We look at one another as if to say “Did you see that?”
“Is this what I am really seeing?”
We say nothing. Nada.
We look, entranced, as it executes impossible maneuvers.
It makes no sound, no, not any. We would notice, sound
carries over the water. The very still water.
After about five minutes, it descends on a nearby island,
diappearing into the treeline.
Another ten minutes, and it reappears.
We watch in awe.
This is a spiritual experience. I feel something
awakening within me, but I don’t know what, only
that it is something bigger than all of us.
When it finally disappears, we look at each other again.
Again, we say nothing.
We go back to work.
For the remaining six months I work on this crew, nobody
mentions it. Not one word.
Not long after this incident, I begin to have strange
experiences at home.
I believe they were connected.
That is a story for another day.

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February 23rd, 2008 | 17 Comments »

From the talented and fragrant Jenny comes a jim-dandy question that deserves a post of its own:

How,exactly, would the run-of-the-mill person go about starting to heal themself?

First thing you want to do is achieve an altered state of consciousness.If you don’t know how to do that with your breath techniques, this will tell you.

Now what I did (sending love to afflicted areas) was easy for me because I have done it so many times. There is kind of a neural pathway already established by years of practice in my case, but you can get some decent results with your own practising. One of the women who is sending me energy on my uppitywomen list says she is getting really good at it, and added that she had a good teacher (me). However, I spent a fair amount of time in online healing sessions and a lot of one to one for this to happen.

It won’t happen without practice, no matter how much natural ability you may have. But, the following meditation technique will take away headaches, and whatever else hurts you. It isn’t quite what I used yesterday, but it’s a great start.

If you cannot imagine your healing guides (you have them, really) then think of your favourite star, and draw energy down from it.

Here is the tricky part, so pay careful attention. You need to visualize a wheel within a wheel, each spinning in different directions.

The outer wheel is red, it spins counter-clockwise. The inner wheel is blue, and it spins clockwise. The wheels are on a horizontal plane about 2 feet above your head, and large enough to fit the girth of your body comfortably.

When the wheels are energized from your star or your guides, slowly lower them towards your head.

Feel the action of the wheels coaxing any disruptive energy from your head, and as it lowers, it teases, and coaxes the tangled knots of energy away into the void between the two wheels.

Bring it down level with the top of your head, always alllowing the energy to be teased and coaxed into the void, slowly, lowering it bit by bit until all it has passed has been brought into the void.

As the energy clears, slowly lower the wheels, still teasing at the disruptive energy, the pain, the knots, the darkness. As you feel a clearing in one area, slowly move lower.

Continue this until you reach your feet, and when they feel clear, allow the wheels to connect with the earth to ground you.

Then, zzt! Up they go, smoothing and leaving behind wholeness. As the wheels clear your head, allow the energy to return to the star, or your guides, and give thanks.

This is a basic technique that will take some practice to perfect. I use it in conjunction with others each time I run energy. It is, by itself, surprisingly effective, even for migraines.

If you would like to learn a few basic exercises to heal others, let me know, and I will compose a post about that at a later date.