S CURVES

You never know what you’ll discover around the next bend in the road and as a result, what you’ll be doing, who you’ll meet. Let’s face it, things can get pretty interesting on this journey we call life.

I woke up one morning with the understanding that I needed to head back to Astoria Oregon. “What’s that all about?” I said out loud. Okay, okay. So I checked out and headed south again.

I felt excited to be in Bellingham, going through the daily motions of creating a life there, meeting people, making connections, so, why was I going backward?

At some point on the road it came to me. Astoria kept hanging at the edges of my awareness. Being near the river had really touched me. It was a place that I didn’t take the time to explore in my eagerness to get to Bellingham. After all, I was in a hurry to see what the fuss was all about. My curiosity of the later got the best of me so instead of hanging for a day or two to explore, I literally blew through. So, I was being presented with an opportunity for a do over. So the last bit of time on the road was filled with the excited anticipation of going back and discovering its hidden treasures.

I checked into the same hotel I stayed before and believe it or not ended up with same room and I didn’t even request it. Sweet.

I spent the next two days exploring Astoria and came to the conclusion that it would be a great place to visit, but not to live for many reasons. In my explorations I discovered Cannon Beach. The large monolith, called Haystack, which it resembles, was of interest to me, so I made some calls and found a great deal on a cottage by the sea. It just fell into place so effortlessly.

Cannon beach is a sleepy little town of 2000 -+, in the winter months, but from February through the fall months it turns into a bustling hive of activity with all the tourists that flood in. I found the people to be warm and friendly and the town itself architecturally charming.

As I lay in bed that night, I was thinking what a wonderful gift that I had been given to find this spot and found myself looking at Cannon Beach as a potential site to land. I was only a block away from the beach and could hear the crash of the surf throughout the night. Energetically speaking, it was intense. The energy coming off the Pacific so directly had me wired the whole night.

So, I’m sure you, as I did, will be questioning why, when I woke up I felt so compelled to go back to Bellingham. There it was--the strong call back. I couldn’t get there fast enough. Sweet place near the ocean, friendly town, and the lack of lattes had nothing to do with it, honest.

So back to Bellingham I drove. As soon as I hit the road I began feeling an undercurrent of excitement. I was ready to get down to the business of creating a life in the town that was so eager to have me. Or so I thought.

I would like to leave everyone with these thoughts from Maya Angelou…..


"I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow."


"I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a life."


"I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision."


"I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back."

"I've learned that I still have a lot to learn."

"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."

DANCING IN THE LIGHT OF THE SILVERY MOON

The towns of Bellingham and Fairhaven lie within the crescent of Bellingham Bay.

Even though Bellingham is not what you would consider a large metropolis, it has a fairly dense population of 80,000+, which is quite different from Park City or Ashland.

First things first. I found my latte supplier and it’s called “Woods.” When you order your drink, size choices are Spruce, Cedar, Redwood and lastly the Giant Redwood. Guess which size is Kate’s pick. The shop sits right in the middle of Boulevard Park on the water. Yes, it has an amazing stone fireplace that is always lit and welcoming. I’m sitting in front of it as I write this.

So, I really should back up a little. On the drive to Bellingham an unruly rock found my windshield. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t freak me out. This was a new experience for me. I became very nervous as I heard what sounded like ice cracking on a frozen lake; a line in the glass began moving north of the impact zone. Was my windshield going to go flying into a million pieces as I was driving down the interstate at 60 mph? Fortunately, not and the crack stopped at about 13 inches out from the impact zone.

So, my first day in town was devoted to my much loved car, Chloe. Not only did she receive a brand new shiny windshield (at the cost of a $250 deductible), but received an oil change and a spa treatment as well. Happy car equals happy me.

I spent the second day exploring Bellingham. I wasn’t too impressed with the area. It didn’t have the feel I was hoping for. It was maze of traffic and mass confusion and it seemed that I was getting lost at every turn. No, my homing instincts haven’t diminished. It turns out that Bellingham proper was actually 3 different towns at one time and when they combined to make what is now Bellingham, the street names were not changed, but kept the same- and most key streets are one way out of the blue, and it’s very confusing. Now couple that with the multitude of cars on the road and you have chaos.

I believe it to be deliberate on the part of the founding fathers to make it a right of passage or initiation, a running of the gauntlet, if you will. If you’re smart and a quick learner, you will get to maneuver through town with ease. If not, you will continue to get lost and believe me the stress of it is enough to send the weak of heart running back home to momma.

On the third day I ventured into Fairhaven which lies at the south end of Bellingham. As I came into Fairhaven proper, I literally shouted: “now this is what I’m talking about!” The look, the energy and the vistas were exactly what I was hoping for. I was elated.

I am off to get a PO Box. The post office is located in a local gas station across from the grocery. I tried yesterday to get the box, but was told that the woman who runs the Post Office was out due to having a tooth pulled and would be back today. I feel like one of the family already…..

Shifting gears a bit. I recently had the below information come my way and thought it would be of interest to everyone.


By Gillian MacBeth-Louthan

Between now and the end of the year 2010 we will have a few more energetic hoops to jump through. The wonderful planet mercury goes retrograde December 10 - 29, 2010. May the saints be with us as we visit the ghosts of Christmas past thru the looking glass of many lifetimes. It will not just be one past /per person/per holiday/ but several layers like a cosmic croissant. Food may fly as poltergeist like activity may enter the scene of many a family gatherings as the great-great great grandparents make an appearance.

On 12-21-2010, we have the first of 2 eclipses (Lunar Eclipse on 12-21-2010 in Gemini and the Solar Eclipse on Jan 4, 2011 in Capricorn). The eclipse of 12/21/2010 escorts us into a 2 year power surge until 12/21/2012. . . It is a 3-3-3 energy. This number offers you a choice. The holy trinity is activated within the tetrahedron; a 3 sided pyramid within your DNA structure.
This number offers an opportunity to connect with highly evolved spiritual beings/masters/angels/Christ. The trinity is the holiness within all of your choices; your body, mind, spirit in agreement with your Soul's evolution.
Within this number you are not allowed to straddle the razor blade fence of indecision. It is connection with the wisdom of the Over soul and seeing the sacredness in all of your choices no matter what the outcome.
12-21-2010 is a place where the numerical status of planet earth comes to an immediate turning point. Well exceeding the speed limits of the turnstile one will be catapulted forward into the echo of every past thought and deed. A perpetual place of transformation held captive by all energies that are and have been aligned with the host human.

An expansion that is introduced from a place where worlds and stars merge is given as the gift of hope to humanity. A celebratory creation comes as it did once before. What was once Christed is crowned King of Light moving from a place of the sun/son. Hope is imbued with science as more and more of what one believes in their soul comes to past and present. You’ll see it when you believe it is shouted from the rooftops of humanity. Cellular intelligence declares its independence from circumstance, trial and error. No time to sit and ponder with the scholars as they rock upon their hunches.

Right comes from the left of humanness as internal circuitry reacts to the luminous downloading. Photonic particles are created as once was seen in fantasy, as life moves closer and closer to a dialogue with space without time. ‘Make it so’ is echoed in the halls of time as everyone is asked to participate in this next creational dance. The Achilles heels/heals of many will ache with prayers as they are brought to their emotional knees in order to receive communion with FIRST LIGHT. Humbleness allows an opening in the canyon of self that once dead ended and echoed of wrong choices. The impassable mountain responds to true emotion from the deep clear well of caring. Hollowness will not be seen as a friendly gesture as many still continue to serve self at the cafeteria of denial.

You are asked to become the healer, you are asked to become the scholar. You are asked to become all that you shirk. You are asked to make personal decisions that even Christ himself would fret over. You are being pulled away from your personal line in the sand and taken to a new beach where your footsteps will count. You are asked to become more than you ever thought possible! You are asked to increase your belief factor in yourself and all of your abilities. You are asked to redesign yourself in a collage of life imitating art. You are asked to step up to the plate and sup upon what is needed to be done, let it fuel your life force.
Instead of allowing life and her daily deeds to suck all of your energy allow it to give to you increased energy from all circumstances that surround you. Stop whining about what has be-fallen you and see it as a heavenly helping hand, a piece of the soul puzzle you seek to fit the picture in your heart.

The Solar Eclipse on January 4, 2011 is a 1-4-4 star seed activation point. These energies allow you entrance into star vibrations that help you to shift your future by making higher choices within your creational field. This eclipse comes to teach us about our stellar connection and the 144 star seeds that run within our DNA. They help us to remember the inherent light within all that appears dark. They hold the matter of luminescence, a light that is alive and constantly changing in form and appearance. When man was first discovered on Earth he was primitive of nature. Advanced beings came to earth as the giants of the Old Testament and Egyptian lore and married the fair maidens of earth. Thus the stars were seeded into the flesh of mankind.

The 144 star seed activation is really the language of light from the stars that comes to speak to us directly in a form that can be absorbed. No more encrypted codes that can only be deciphered by the gods, but a new underlying simplicity to the pattern that untangles the DNA. It finally tames that which was previously mustang within us; with a soft hand and a loving whisper. We are finally ready to biologically instruct the way we were born to do.

The 144 vibration A creates a new entrance thru the old neuropathways as the higher vibratory light goes hand in hand with the new neuron functions, allowing the dimensions to meld and become See able. All situations that have you coming undone are holograms of distortion projected by what feels a need to be seen. Problems come to move you through sections of time into a cleared aspect of your own truth.

144 also vibrate at a nine frequency. Cosmic and personal completion, The End!
It’s entering the next level of love, of heart, of soul and service to the planetary evolution through healing self.
Free-falling from the height of the nine into the next level of Light. Entry and exits all in the same breath. A quantum leap into unknown gifts comes through the nine. Are you ready to see and be more than you are at this minute of time? Nine is the photo finish on the heavenly line of multiple choices. If you believe you have won, you have.

INTO THE MIST

I noticed the sky was getting its first edge of light, so I said my goodbyes to the Starbucks Baristas. And still warm from the fire and fueled by my latte, I climbed into Chloe (my car) and headed to the nearest interstate entrance. As I was about to make my turn, I clearly heard “No! Go to the next entrance to get on.” I did as directed. No whys or what for -just trust. Not even on the road for five minutes and it was already beginning. Cool.

I was thankful that I waited until the sky was light before beginning my journey. It was raining hard and the ponding on the road was bad. However, as I began gaining elevation through Grants Pass it started snowing. The flakes were large and numerous and my headlights were reflecting off of them. It was magnificent. At that moment I thought it was smart to have had my snow tires put on earlier that week.

After a couple of hours on the road I was surprised when I heard (guidance) that I needed to exit. Trusting, I complied and I figured I would just top off the tank even though I still had more than a half a tank left. While I was waiting for the nice man to finish, I clearly heard that it was time to head to the coast. Oh! That definitely was a change in the itinerary as I planned to take I-5 north all the way through. The highway I exited at was 138. It turned out to be a very beautiful drive filled with mist, rolling farm land, and a large herd of Elk. The road followed the Umpqua River the whole way too. (Sorry there were no spots to stop and get pictures along the way)

After I arrived at the coast I began heading north again, but at a much slower pace. Highway 101 snakes its way north revealing amazing vistas and lots of sharp turns.

Beautiful vistas weren’t the only thing that caught my attention. I saw an Entering a Tsunami Zone, sign. It’s a picture of a giant wave with a stick person falling sideways and land, interesting. A little further up the road there was a Leaving a Tsunami Zone, sign, interesting. I was coming to another town, no sign. As I was entering another town the Tsunami Zone sign reappeared. My curiosity was up at this point, and I’m thinking this is crazy, a Tsunami is going to target this part of the coastline, but not another. I put the question to the group (guides). I immediately heard. Not really. It depends on the topography of the ocean floor and where the fault line runs. When conditions are ripe then there is a high probability that these marked areas will have a direct hit. I just want to know were these guys were when I was struggling with math in grade school.

Six hours later I arrived in Astoria Oregon, a small fishing town on the Columbia River with breathtaking scenery in every direction. The Columbia is the largest river in the Pacific Northwest, rising in the Rockies of BC and Canada and flowing south between Washington and Oregon as it makes its way to the Pacific Ocean. I stopped for the day and took a room at an inn on the river. My room overlooked the Columbia providing me with an amazing view of the water and the Washington coast. I cracked my window so I could smell the river and hear the sounds of water lapping on the rocks below as the large ships passed by. My room had a fireplace in it, something I requested in my last post. What a gift.

After a light meal of soup and salad, I had a hot shower and then did yoga by the fire. You know it doesn’t get any better than this. I slept like a baby and yes I was driving along the coast in my sleep all night, winding, winding…. I awoke to thick fog hanging on everything which created this surreal environment. I stopped to get a latte for the road and was treated to a serenade by a group of Sea lions as I took my first sip. Ah!

I didn’t want to spend another 8 hours driving the Washington coast--that doesn’t include the Ferry ride from Port Townsend to get to Bellingham—so that experience would have to wait for another day. I chose to get back on I-5 north up to Bellingham, which would be a mere 4.5 hour drive.

After traveling on desolate (as in the middle of nowhere) Hwy 30 for what seemed like an eternity, I found myself approaching the spot I needed to cross from Oregon to Washington. It was a very long, several hundred feet off the water bridge. I am not going to look down and I am going to keep my eyes forward. This was the mantra I chanted over and over as I crossed.

I was shocked to see how badly scarred the land was when I hit the Washington side and was filled with a great sadness for it, partly mine and partly the lands. It was intense. Why was there scarring on the land? Logging.

As I traveled further north the scarring disappeared, and I could see new growth forest in many places. I believe they have a program of replant what you take, which is great. There were areas in North Oregon that were very badly scarred when I was there in 2006. I am happy to say that in passing those same areas 4 years later, new growth forest is filling in nicely.

The landscape from Olympia northward is truly beautiful. I was amazed at how large Seattle is. It was a giant patch on the landscape with industry, housing, office buildings in the downtown and crazy big city traffic. I was very happy when I got to the other side.

The space needle was cool though I saw little of it, since I had to watch out for the crazy drivers.

I began feeling the excitement building the closer I got to my destination. I came around a turn and up through a beautiful pass with a picturesque lake on my left. A large bald eagle greeted me.

There was Bellingham laid out before me, green, green, green and beautiful Bellingham Bay. Hurray!

ONE FOR THE ROAD

I hope this finds everyone recovered from their Thanksgiving celebrations and it was an enjoyable day for all.

Mine was spent with some very dear friends, Sarah and Kevin. I have to say from the start that Sarah is an amazing cook. She puts so much love into everything she makes. Using all organic local produce, to healthy choices for all her ingredients, she is able to create a magical spread that is not only very pleasing to the eye, but to the palate as well. I can’t remember the last time I enjoyed a meal so much. So between the great company and the delicious food, I went home feeling sated and loved.

It’s Saturday morning and I am sitting in front of a fire at Starbucks. It is such a great pleasure for me, drinking coffee and watching the fire. I will be starting my journey northward toward Washington State in a few minutes and am planning on stopping in Astoria Oregon for the day. I should be arriving in Bellingham tomorrow afternoon welcomed by sunshine, which will be nice as they have had some major snow in the last couple days.

And so, I leave Ashland with no regrets. Who knows whether I will be returning?

Until next week, I would like to leave you with this. I recently received, Hopi Prophecy Fulfilled. I have a great respect for the Native Prophecies and Elder wisdom. You will find this to be another interpretation of the great changes that we are in the midst of, but keep in mind this was prophesized many many years ago.

HOPI PROPHECY FULFILLED
Do you remember back in 1997, the Hopi Elders appeared with Dr. Robert Ghost Wolf on Art Bells Coast to Coast show, they spoke to millions of wary listeners around the world as they predicted the coming of The Blue Star Kachina and that the Purifier, the Red Star Kachina would follow shortly after the twins had (Hale-Bopp) passed from our heavens. They spoke about us seeing strange things going on with animals, frogs with six legs, rabbits with four ears, animals being born with both genders. They spoke of Earth Changes, and 'Firestorms." And they talked about the Eight Thunders Prophecies... and the Pale Prophet.

The following is an excerpt from LAST CRY Native American Prophecies & Tales of the End Times, by Dr. Robert Ghost Wolf © 1994-2004 It has appeared in numerous articles over the web, and in magazines all over the world.

“The story of the Blue Kachina is a very old story, very old. I have been aware of the story of the Blue Kachina since I was very young. I was told this story by grandfathers who are now between 80 and 108 years of age. Frank Waters wrote about Saquasohuh, the Blue Star Kachina, in The Book of the Hopi the story came from Grandfather Dan, oldest Hopi.
It was told to me that first the Blue Star Kachina would start to be seen at the dances, and would make his appearance known to the children in the plaza during the night dance. This event would tell us that the end times are very near. Then the Blue Star Kachina would physically appear in our heavens which would mean that we were in the end times.
In the Final days we will look up in our heavens and we will witness the return of the two brothers who helped create this world in the birthing time. Poganghoya is the guardian of our North Pole and his Brother Palongawhoya is the guardian of the South Pole. In the final days the Blue Star Kachina will come to be with his nephews and they will return the Earth to its natural rotation which is counter clock wise.
This fact is evidenced in many Petra glyphs that speak of the Zodiac, and within the Mayan and Egyptian pyramids. The rotation of the Earth has been manipulated by not so benevolent Star beings. The twins will be seen in our North Western skies. They will come and visit to see who still remembered the original teachings flying in their Patuwvotas, or flying shields. They will bring many of their star family with them in the final days.
The return of the Blue Star Kachina who is also known as Nan ga sohu will be the alarm clock that tells us of the new day and new way of life, a new world that is coming. This is where the changes will begin. They will start as fires that burn within us, and we will burn up with desires and conflict if we do not remember the original teachings, and return to the peaceful way of life.

Not far behind the twins will come the Purifier, the Red Kachina, whom will bring the Day of Purification On this day the Earth, her creatures and all life as we know it will change forever. There will be messengers that will precede this coming of the Purifier. They will leave messages to those on Earth who remember the old ways.

The messages will be found written in the living stone, through the sacred grains, and even the waters. (Crop Circles have been found in ice) From the Purifier will issue forth a great Red Light. All things will change in their manner of being. Every living thing will be offered the opportunity to change from the largest to the smallest thing.

Those who return to the ways given to us in the original teachings, and live a natural way of life will not be touched by the coming of the Purifier. They will survive and build the new world. Only in the ancient teachings will the ability to understand the messages be found.
It is important to understand that these messages will be found upon every living thing, even within our bodies, even within a drop of our blood. All life forms will receive the messages from the twins. Those that fly, the plants, even the rabbit. The appearance of the twins begins a period of seven years will be our final opportunity to change our ways. Everything we experience is all a mater of choice.

Many will appear to have lost their souls in these final days. So intense will the nature of the changes be that those who are weak in spiritual awareness will go insane, for we are nothing without spirit. They will disappear, for they are just hollow vessels for anything to use. Life will be so bad in the cities that many will choose to leave this plane, some in whole groups.

Only those who return to the values of the old ways will be able to find peace of mind. For in the Earth we shall find relief from the madness that will be all around us.
It will be a very hard time for women with children for they will be shunned, and many of the children in these times will be unnatural. Some being from the Stars some from past worlds some will even be created by man in an unnatural manner and will be soulless. Many of people in this time will be empty in Spirit they will have Sampacu. No life force in their eyes.

As we get close to the time of arrival the Purifier there will be those who walk as ghosts through the cities, through canyons they will have constructed in their man made mountains. Those that walk through these places will be very heavy in their walk; it will appear almost painful as they take each step for they will be disconnected from their spirit and the Earth.

After the arrival of the twins, they will begin to vanish before your eyes like so much smoke. Others will have great deformities, both in the mind and upon their bodies. There will be those who would walk in the body that are not from this reality, for many of the gateways that once protected us will be opened, there will be much confusion; confusion between sexes and children and their elders.

Life will get very perverted, and there will be little social order, in these times many will ask for the mountains themselves to fall upon them just to end their misery. Still others will appear as if untouched by what is occurring. They are the ones who remember the original teachings and have reconnected their hearts and spirit. Those who remember who their mother and father are, The Pahana who have left to live in the mountains and forest.

When the Purifier comes we will see him first as a small Red Star which will come very close and sit in our heavens watching us. Watching us to see how well we have remembered the sacred teachings.
This Purifier will show us many miraculous signs in our heavens in this way we will know Creator is not a dream. Even those who do not feel their connection to spirit will see the face of creator across the sky. Things unseen will be felt very strongly.

Many things will begin to occur that will not make sense, for reality will be shifting back in and out of the dream state. There will be many doorways to the lower world that will open at this time. Things long forgotten will come back to remind us of our past creations. All living things will want to be present for this day when time ends, and we enter the forever cycle of the Fifth World.

We will receive many warnings allowing us to change our ways from below the Earth as well as above. Then one morning, in a moment we will awaken to the Red Dawn. The sky will be the color of blood; many things will begin to happen, but we are not sure of their exact nature for much of reality will not be as it is now.

There will be many strange beasts upon the Earth in those days, some from the past and some that we have never seen. The nature of mankind will appear strange in these times we walk between worlds and we will house many spirits even within our bodies After a time we will again walk with our brothers from the Stars, and rebuild this Earth But not until the Purifier has left his mark upon the universe.

No thing living will go untouched, here or in the heavens.

The way through this time it is said is to be found in our hearts, and reuniting with our spiritual self. Getting simple and returning to living with and upon the Earth and in harmony with her creatures. Remember that we are the caretakers, and the fire keepers of the Spirit. Our relatives from the Stars are coming home to see how well we have faired in our journey.”

LIFE IN ASHLAND

For several weeks, I have been sharing the little ins and outs of my life in Ashland. At this very moment we are expecting the first snow of the year, not a common thing here, which makes it all the more exciting. Ashland has definitely been a beautiful spot to land, with all its little eccentricities, but I knew going in that it was only meant to provide temporary respite. I knew I would be heading someplace that, for some time, has been unclear. I’ve been fairly patient, waiting for clarity.

During my time here I have felt myself processing. I’m letting go of the last remnants of trying to fit my path, my personal drumbeat, to the so-called “norm.”

Finally, without regret, I am truly embracing one undeniable truth--the path I walk does not need to fit the “norm” and with that comes true personal freedom. From the outside my path will seem unconventional to most, but it’s perfect in its simplicity and feels right and wonderful to me. Being in service makes me smile inside and out.

With the energetic shifts on the planet and only a few buffers remaining, I am seeing clearly that it is important to be where we will be the happiest, doing what really feeds our soul on all levels. For each of you that will mean something different. You will need to ask yourselves, “Can I step through my fear to follow my dreams? Can I possibly let go of all that I know to make my dreams happen?”

I touched on this before in a previous post and here we are coming full circle. Or maybe you’re there already and that’s great.

With this said, for some of you it will not come as a surprise when I share that I have been feeling a strong compelling pull to the coast of Washington. More specifically, the Olympic Peninsula near Bellingham Washington. This is such spectacular country, and so close to the ocean that I would be able to revel in it’s beauty and power on a daily basis—it gives me goose bumps.

This pull was there before I left Utah, but I knew I needed to come to Ashland first to finish or begin. It really is not important to know, since it was that which needed to be.

Every day the call becomes stronger and stronger. I’m even experiencing dreams of the ocean on a nightly basis. You could liken it to getting hit between the eyes with an Ethereal 2 x 4. The signs have become clear. It’s not that I have been ignoring the stirrings, but I’ve been waiting for a sign of Universe’s perfect timing to leave.

There are no words to describe how perfect this all feels to me. This is why its called following your bliss.

THERE IS MAJIC AFOOT

As a way of introducing myself and my work to the communities in the area, I participated in a Psychic/Holistic Faire held at the fairgrounds in Grants Pass last Saturday.

I know that some of you are surprised. It’s true; normally my sensitivity to energies keeps me away from participating in events and large crowds. However, I felt very compelled to participate and I honored that.

Grants Pass is just 40 minutes north of Ashland. It is a beautiful drive and this particular morning there were clouds hanging low over the mountains and vibrant fall colors on the trees; Michael Hoppe’s Tapestry, was playing on the stereo. All these elements combined made for a very pleasant drive, and time seemed to fly by.

I was relieved to see that the building we were to set up in was not too large and that everything was clean and organized. I was happy that I was allowed to choose my own spot, which I quickly found on the last row in the middle.

After setting up I smudged my area and then sat down to draw in energies to create a sacred space. With that completed and feeling the slight buzz that comes with it, I decided to open the bottle of water I brought for the day and was promptly doused in a large spray of mineral water. All I could do is laugh thinking we, meaning the space and I, had experienced a true baptism. Now we were definitely ready.

There were a few minutes left before the doors opened to the public, so I decided to take a quick stroll around to say hello to the other 39 exhibitors. I noticed that most of the readers had ended up on my row. Beautiful, live Native American flute music drifted through the building and the energy was beginning to build long before the public was allowed to come in. What a high.

The Faire doors opened promptly at 10 a.m. and soon after, I had a lady sitting in front of me. I found it took me a moment to create a bubble around us to block out all the other psychic input in the building. It wasn’t the easiest thing to do, but finally everything fell away and the person in front of me was the only psychic influence I was experiencing. Thank goodness!

I soon found myself in the familiar ethereal high, moving from one reading to the next never really knowing the time, but honoring the familiar beep, beep, beep of the 20 minute timer going off. I really do lose all sense of time, as well as my appetite.

For the next 7 hours the readings were filled with happy news and encouragement to move in different directions, conditions being ripe and supportive. I was intrigued that I was doing so much medium work. It seemed everybody and their brother were coming through, as well as deceased pets bounding into my realm of vision, excitedly wanting to share with their parents that they were happy and still around.

One lady and a deceased relative argued back and forth for a good while. Each wanted to have the last word! Finally, I just had to cut the connection. It was all I could do to keep a straight face.

The next to last reading for a woman was emotionally hard for me. She had just lost her 20 year old daughter unexpectedly and since her world revolved around the daughter, she was like a rudderless boat adrift in the sea of life. It was a very poignant, emotional conversation with the daughter pleading with her mother to start living again and to be there for her little girl Eva. I hope with all my heart that the mother will be able to pull herself up for her sake and for her granddaughter.

Most importantly, I discovered through this experience that I am more than capable of handling the heavy hitters in the psychic realm and coming out fully intact. All in all I had an amazingly enlightened experience as well as great fun.

But, I definitely was done at the end--and ravenous. No, seriously. Ravenous!

PAST THE EXPIRATION DATE

It is a simple fact of nature. All relationships, whether they are casual acquaintances, friendships or loves, have expiration dates. We are not privy to the specific date of their demise, but it is there, nonetheless.

We are a species rapt in the rapture that new relationships bring. We leap blindly into the experience usually without a care as to whether or not it is going to last a few hours, days, weeks, months or years. I believe this is a genetic drive; otherwise we would all be too afraid to dive in.

When the dynamics begin to shift in a relationship, it is a sure sign that the catabolic process has begun and the expiration date is fast approaching. If you’re like most, you’ll find yourself wondering” What did I do wrong? If only I had…. I don’t want this to end. I am sensing something is off, but if I don’t ask then maybe it will go away.”

Most of us have an idea of where we would like to see a relationship go. We continually write or rewrite the act for each day and project far into the future. When we attempt to cling to our contrived scenarios--turning our thoughts to what was or could be--we keep ourselves trapped in illusion and out of reality. This, my friends, can cause a great deal of pain.

Here’s a novel idea. Why not be present in each day and in every relationship? Give them the attention they deserve, taking and giving to each the very best we have to offer. Then, with an open heart and gratitude, let go when it is time.

In doing this we are always present to what is-- here and now. We see clearly what is before us--not just what we want to see.

We have to be able to ask ourselves and others the hard questions and to act according to the truth of what is. This will ensure our solid seat in reality, enabling us to take action in our highest good.

Finally, the most important relationship; is the one with ourselves.

Do you know who you are? Really? Or have you been locked into the persona of wife, husband, mother, father or friend, playing the roles with the finesse of a well seasoned actor? Are you so busy doing for others that you have neglected the one that needs you the most, YOU?

If you are so busy ignoring you, your path, and your purpose of being, then how can you fully give of yourself to others? Because we have the choice, we can choose to begin traveling this path and living the great adventure.


So I encourage each and every one of you to get to know YOU. Follow your dreams and share them with those in your life. Share that richer, fuller you.

What better way to be present and to leave an unforgettable mark on lives when the final act arrives; and being confident and strong, letting go without any regrets and with the love and gratitude that it deserves.