January 30th, 2008 | 25 Comments »

Neil Kramer, over at Citizen of the Month, came up with a cool way to meet fellow bloggers. It’s called The Great Interview Experiment and is getting quite a following.

I was interviewed by Blackbird, and felt very fortunate. The following are her questions and my answers.

Would you consider yourself superstitious?

Not really. My grampie was extremely superstitious, though, and I would taunt him when I was a child. One cold day in February, I teased him by putting an umbrella up while in the house. He was horrified, and that day, I fell through the ice on the lake. I tried to sneak back into the house without him seeing me.

The only other superstitious behaviour I have is “Step on a crack,you break your mother’s back”. She died almost three years ago, and I still hear her making fun of me about it.

In your work as a reader/healer, how is information presented to you?
Do you hear it? See things?

I often “feel things” in a physical manner, If you have neck pain, I feel it as if it were my own. That is the first clue that I have a good connection. Then I utilize my clairvoyance to see things. Clairsentience seems to bundle itself with clairvoyance. I seem to know what the images I get mean. In a tarot reading, the images are usually symbolic, so that before I look at the cards, I know what area of concern the question will be in. When I get more deeply into the reading, I can see surroundings if it is called for (remote viewing)

I’ve read a lot about Ass Burger Boy…do you see a great difference
in the way people deal with asperger kids now? Autism and Asperger’s
are written and spoken of so much more frequently now – I’m wondering
if you feel the public has shifted their perception.

When Ass Burger Boy was born, there was no information available. He wasn’t diagnosed until he was nine years old, although the pediatricians found him extremely interesting. Nowadays, there is a wealth of information, schools have programs designed for this type of disorder, and it cannot be ignored. My son had it rough, because we had to work with teams of doctors, educators, and counselors to design a program that would deliver the education he was entitled to. I found it discouraging, because dealing with education administrators to free up money for his education was frustrating. The school board I dealt with was later summarily fired because they were not doing their job properly. It gave me no satisfaction because I thought of all the others that their ignorance impacted negatively.

Do you believe in life after death? I would ask you this no matter
what you did for a living….

I certainly do! I communicate with spirits. I believe that the body is a vessel for the life force, and the essence of the entity is intact, but no longer using that particular body after death.

How did you start blogging? Why did you start blogging?

I started blogging because, really? I’m easily amused. I like to tell stories, and I thought that people might be interested to hear the stories of a psychic who has a child with Asperger’s Syndrome. I found myself commenting on other people’s blogs, and noticed that most commenters had their own blogs. Since I have several websites, I just used a domain name I already had on an existing server and installed WordPress.

My main intention of blogging was to build a bridge between people like myself and those who consider me to be a Tool of Satan because of my profession.

I noticed that you have only had your psychic geek blog for a few
months – but in your archives you mention blogging several years ago
- discuss.

I did write a few short blogs many years ago, but that was before comments and interaction. I have several abandoned blogs out there from 1998-2005. I no longer have the URL’s, so they are floating somewhere in cyberspace. This blog is the most consistently attended to, to date.

Tell me more about ‘remote viewing.’

Remote viewing is all about intent. You close your eyes, get into an altered state, and ask spirit to take you where you need to be. There was a U.S Army operation (Stargate) that utilized this process at one time. They wanted to know things that spy planes couldn’t tell them. It was very successful, but is now shut down. I read The Stargate Chronicles by Joseph McMoneagle. It wasn’t quite the same as my experiences, but worked on the same prinicples.

If you could have any OTHER occupation, what would it be?

Geek. I graduated with honours from geek school. I worked hard for it, and found that the culture does not welcome older folk. Other than that, teacher. One of my guides is a teaching guide, and told me that I was to teach the teachers. I wasn’t shown exactly how to do that, but I believe that my Archangel Michael activations come close.

Is it difficult to shut off your mind? My psychic friend worked hard
to learn how to stop the information from overwhelming her – I guess
I’m wondering if this is a common issue.

I’m very aware of overload, and the need to have friends. I don’t want people to think I’m reading them all the time, so I set out my own rules. I only receive what I set out to receive, unless it is something very close and personal that fills me with dread. That doesn’t happen too often, thankfully. I make it a point to be as grounded as possible, and that helps. Every once in a while, the odd thing presents itself and cannot be ignored, but on the whole, I am pretty comfortable with the way I have separated my gift and my regular life.

I’m not sure I understand what the UFO sighting and your heightened
skills have to do with each other – can you explain?

I see the UFO incident as a trigger. Shortly after it happened, I began to have amazing spiritual experiences. The sighting was such a profound experience for me that I feel it brought these on. I guess you kind of had to be there to get it.

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November 19th, 2007 | 3 Comments »

I go home after the UFO Experience and settle in for some good, clean fun, lounging in a bubble bath. All the soreness and work dirt has gone with the bathwater, down the drain.

All dolled up in fluffy bathrobe and towel head, I find a similar, going down the drain, spiral feeling in my head. It is irresistable. I must lie down.

The lie down eases the vertigo brought about by the spiralling of consciousness. I’m not asleep, but am powerless to move.

I become aware of something just behind my head, the head which I cannot turn. I feel it, but cannot see it. It feels like me. How odd this is!

I am drawn into the point of consciousness behind and above my head. I am able to see my fluffy-robed body, which is breathing and perceiving me, perceiving it.

I have no fear. There is only wonder. I experience all of the knowledge there is in that tiny moment. I am agape.

This point of consciousness is all of me, but so much more. It knows that all are one, because it is one with all. It sings my soul’s note, and the harmonies of the universe. All is music.

The music is love. Love is the glue that holds the universe together. God is love. It is so much. It is so much.

I ease into more of an awareness of my fluffy-robed self as the point of consciousness recedes. I have experienced what I will soon call a “remembering”. There will be more of them.

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November 13th, 2007 | 6 Comments »

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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