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Saturday, August 8, 2020

Are you an Empath?

Do you often feel deeply tuned in to the feelings of people around you? Do crowds make you uncomfortable? Would you (or the people closest to you) describe yourself as a sensitive person?

If so, you may be an empath.

Empaths are those who absorb the world’s joys and stresses like “emotional sponges", they are people who lack the filters most people use to protect themselves from excessive stimulation and can’t help but take in surrounding emotions and energies, whether they’re good, bad, or something in between.

The term empath comes from empathy, which is the ability to understand the experiences and feelings of others outside of your own perspective.

Say your friend just lost their dog of 15 years. Empathy is what allows you to understand the level of pain she’s going through, even if you’ve never lost a beloved pet.

But as an empath, you take things a step further. You actually sense and feel emotions as if they’re part of your own experience. In other words, someone else’s pain and happiness become your pain and happiness.

I will share my story with you in hopes that it will help.

I was going through a tumultuous time in my life. My fiance was drinking heavily, working 3rd shit made us feel distance, my boss was abusive, I was dealing with fear and grief I had not yet released and I was constantly on the go ALL THE TIME barely sleeping. My fiance's ex was angry with us and sent bad vibes our way and really bad things started happening in our home. I lost faith in myself and my abilities and wanted to give up on everything!

Then when I was at work the electric sliding doors would open and close by themselves... ALL NIGHT  LONG... I sought out someone to guide me and answer my questions that were similar to yours. I found guidance from many and this is what I was told.
  1. Journal to channel your energy... then burn it... everything you wrote and release your fears to whom ever you pray to... in your case God.
  2. If you believe in it you manifest it... both good AND BAD. I was fueling the bad juju sent my way by believing it existed instead of protecting myself and trusting I was safe.
  3. I am an energy container. I WAS CAUSING THE DOORS TO OPEN AND CLOSE MYSELF!!! I also caused my cell phone to act crazy, manifested energy beings in my home unintentionally when releasing my anger, and was attracting spirits to me because I wasn't allowing to let my energy flow and become balanced with it. It was insane to think I was that powerful, and still is at times, but multiple Shaman, psychics and empaths have told me the same thing.
  4. Not only was it my energy I couldn't control but it was also the energy of others I was absorbing that I couldn't control. Because I am empathic I was absorbing the negativity and energy of those around me and cramming it into an already bulging energy container that was causing myself to feel chaotic and making me feel like I needed to run away from everything... INCLUDING MYSELF and what made me me... ie. Tarot, reiki, meditation, intuition, etc.
Deep belly breathing, meditation, and diving deep into my shadow work is the only thing that has helped me. It had been 6 months and although I still make electronics and lights go crazy when I am angry I am able to recognize it and calm myself and control it. 

I hope this was helpful for you

Saturday, July 4, 2020

Sending everyone an unemployed angel


Hello everyone and welcome. I hope you will enjoy it. During this time we are faced with such uncertainty, while being in this lockdown due to the corona virus. I’m asking the angels that are here in the office what would be best to write. From my little office window, which I have wide open allowing the fresh air in, I can hear the birds singing outside and the sun shining. The angels want me to help you to take a few moments for yourself, to let go of your worries for a few moments, put all them negative thoughts away and just allow your guardian angel to embrace you, and help you feel the love and comfort.

Angel Hosus is here with me and he is making me laugh because of what he has just said. Now, the room is packed with unemployed angels and angel Hosus, is telling me to open the window little bit more and send an unemployed angel to each and every one of you. I’m saying to Angel Hosus I don’t need to open the window more. That angels do not need doors. But I opened the window even wider. I have to smile because, as they left, I could hear, how would you say, the unemployed angels making a swirling noise buzzing like the wind. I want an unemployed angel to go to everyone who reads this newsletter and to their loved ones, friends, neighbours and even people they do not know. I had to smile, it looked funny watching the unemployed angels leaving in that way. Angel Hosus just smiled back at me.

Now all the unemployed angels have left it’s just Angel Hosus, myself and my guardian angel. I just want to remind you that your guardian angel is right there with you too. Ask your guardian angel, to help put happy thoughts into your mind. All of the wonderful memories, the good ones that you’ve had in the past and to see the lovely ones that you have even today.

I have had a few already today. One of them was talking to my daughter and my two grandchildren on Skype and seeing their smiley faces, another was making lunch and sitting out in the garden with my other daughter, watching two beautiful angels sitting on the garden wall. I didn’t tell my daughter that they were there. I don’t really do that, that much, but I had to smile when she passed a comment “Mum I think I saw something in the field maybe it was a cat?” I got up from the table and I walked over to the garden wall and looked over. I have to smile because the angel said it was just a little glimpse my daughter got of the foot of the other unemployed angel, even though angel’s feet do not touch the ground.

I know all of you must get glimpses of angels at times and even of your loved ones that have gone home to heaven, but sometimes we are very dismissive, and we think it is only our imagination. But many times, it is not. It is the angels trying to comfort you and helping you to feel happy and to smile.

I will probably tell my daughter tomorrow that she got a glimpse of one of the unemployed angels that were sitting on the wall. I know my daughter will give out to me and say, why didn’t you tell me, and I have to say to her the angels told me not to until tomorrow. Maybe in another newsletter, will share with you all what she said.

A couple of years ago I watched an older brother teaching his younger brother how to cycle his bicycle, the older boy was definitely listening to his guardian angel. I watched this guardian angel, prompting him many times to continue to encourage his little brother. I remember as I got closer, hearing the older boy saying to his little brother. You can do it. I won’t let you fall. Seeing the little boy’s guardian angel with its arms around him, I had to smile because there was an angel at the back of the bike, helping to steady it. Just think of all the wonderful things that the angels do to help us. Maybe the next time when you are watching someone doing something, remember there’s a guardian angel there with them, helping them and maybe there are other angels too.

Angel Hosus has just said to me that is enough for this newsletter. You need to get back outside into the sunshine and enjoy the lovely weather.

I think this is something we all need to do if the sun is shining where you are, enjoy it. Even if it is cold, smile. I just know that you are surrounded by angels because I have sent unemployed angels to you. I want you to feel good, not sad. I want you to hand all your worries and stress over to your guardian angel and I know your guardian angel will give them to God. Remember, you are loved and you are not alone. Your guardian angel loves you and I love you.

Blessings, Lorna

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Thursday, April 9, 2020

Nature is everything

 
If you believe this virus is spread human to human, the antidote is building the immune system with eating plants & natural medicines and sitting in nature alone or with your immediate family, soaking up vitamin D & sunshine

If you believe that this virus is symptoms of 5G exposure, then the antidote is sitting in nature, connecting to Mother Earth, building your immunity with eating plants and natural medicines - submerge yourself in water & dirt

If you believe that this is all a hoax and you just need to sit back while Q saves us all, then the answer is sitting in nature, build a garden for the new earth, commune with God, eat plants & natural medicines that strengthen your connection and open your channel to the new earth frequency ~ ascend with her

If you believe the economy is collapsing, and authoritarian dictatorship is imminent, the most radical thing you can do in protest is build a garden, releasing dependency on the system

If you believe that Mother Earth is mad at us and purging the human race, the answer is go outside and listen, build a garden, align with her

The answer is always nature. Always.

We do not have to argue about the why. The antidote is obvious. Alignment with the mother, with our source of nurturance. Remembering everything we use and need comes from her. Give thanks. Humble. Slow down. Observe. Listen.

Circulating the net,  origin unknown

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

How Karma Works

There is a misconception about Karma, I have heard it again and again,you did something wrong so now you will pay for it. But that’s not the Karma I know. The Karma I know is based on cycles and a completeness of ones journey within multiple lives.

About a decade or so ago my life in Chicago had fallen to pieces. My entire life was in shambles. I had just moved back to San Diego, no money, no job, just the clothes on my back and now at 35 years old I found myself living with my parents and the countless foster children that they were taking care of at that time. My mother loves children. Toys laid out over the floor, and children clothes scattered in odd places. As I now slept on my mothers sofa I presented my angry frustrations with Spirit. To which they said.

“Ain’t it just grand!” They said with such glee.

“No! No its not grand at all, its actually horrible!” I yelled back.

“You are exactly where you should be. you are where our father (God) wants you to be.”

“Are you guys talking about me.. Eric Leigh-Pink… Did you get the memo on my life right now?”

“Sleep and Remember Eric.”

“Remember.. Remember ” a second and third Spirit said.

I knew another life was about to be revealed.

It was the early 1820s, my name was Connor and at this time I was 17, living in a massive mansion with my mother, father and younger brother. We had servants and grounds keepers. A daily chef who cooked our dinners. The clothes and shoes I wore was tailored made. The carriages outside had a gold trim. My father insisted that I dress for success daily. My hair was perfectly combed, my physical shape was a product of rigorous exercise my parents insisted on. My father lived by a class system. When we walked into a room the servants were expected to look down. We did not converse with them unless it was related to their work. My mother was a beautiful woman, she had the perfect shape, the most unique clothes from different parts of the world. She never smiled though, her face was always stoic.. Part of me believed her lack of happiness was for show, to remind others of her status. Or was it the forceful role my father had her play in this elite society? My younger brother believed that it had to do with their marriage which was based on unifying two massive mogul companies into one under the legal document of marriage.

We had it all, but as I stared into the mirror every morning I couldn’t help but feel I did not belong. I felt like a stranger to my surroundings, empty inside. I felt trapped, lost, and disconnected. I lived in a cold beautiful place, stony and glamorous. The only joy in my life was my secret boyfriend Zachary. Anytime I saw him my body would shutter, my stomach would lift up, and I couldn’t help but change my deminer to gleeful exuberance.

During the last days of summer my father threw a huge house party where all the elite and rich came. I was excited the whole day because I knew Zach would be there. Zachary and I escaped to the garden during the tail end of the party and started kissing, when suddenly we realized there was a large audience watching us, snickering at us. We quickly stopped and went separate ways.

The next day came. My actions became the gossip of the town. At dinner the tone of the room was a cold rage. I can clearly remember tasting one spoonful of potato soup that was somewhat cold. When my father took his soup and threw at me from across the table. The soup struck my face and in that brief moment I was relieved it was luke warm.

“Get out! Get out of my house, your nothing but filth!” he screamed. I had embarrassed him, we were the talk of the town. The great titan and his gay son.

“I am sorry. Sorry” I started to cry and murmur.

“Get out!” he screamed again.

I looked over to my mom waiting for her to save me, waiting for her to say anything, anything at all.

“Mom?” I waited as tears streamed down my face.

She looked at me with a straight face and said “Leave”

I started to walk upstairs to get my stuff when my father raced towards me, grabbed me by my collar and pulled me towards the door.

“You will take nothing! I gave you that, and this filth in front of me will have none of my ownings.”

And like that it was all over. I tried several times to come back home but to no avail. I tried to find sanctuary at the church but was denied. I tried to talk with Zachary but he hid from my multiple approaches. I tried to live off the land but I was too incompetent for that. The irony is everyone knew, they knew who I was. To my parents it wasn’t about a Christian teaching but an embarrassment to their perfect powerful image, that I had shattered in one small blow. Our town was in the outskirts of Chicago, I decided to try my chances there. it would not last though. I would die from Consumption before I turned 19. No one would save me, no one cared.

It takes a bit of time to remember who you really are after you die. To remember all those lives. As I passed I could only remember my life as Connor. The minister at the church made my fate clear. My afterlife had only one fate and I believed it. After dying I found myself oddly standing on a new bridge on the outskirts of Chicago waiting nervously for the devil to show up. Instead I was greeted by a group of Spirits. who introduced themselves at the other end of of the Bridge walking towards me. Macabe, Marcus, Deedra, Darcy, Micah, and Michael.

“Are you demons.. are you the Devil?” I pointed to Macabe who I noticed was clearly their leader.

“He’s calling you Loull” Marcus chuckled before getting a scowl from Macabe.

Macabe extended his hand out and said “Remember me… take it.. so you can remember”

I reluctantly took his hand. Thinking it was a trick. Suddenly a tsunami of memories came through, I remembered the thousands upon thousands of years Macabe spent at my side as my teacher, my protector, my guide, and most of all my true father. I remembered him saving me from prudetion. I remembered him toasting the marriage to my spiritual wife. But most of all I remembered the countless lives that he helped guide.

“Macabe… father?..” I immediately begin to wail and scream.

“They left me. They just discarded me like I was nothing”

Macabe quickly wrapped his hands around me.

“Your safe now. Your with your family and we will never let you go.”

Immediately the rest of them circled me, hugging me and brushing my head. “We are here brother. We are here with you brother. Always”

I fell to my knees and just cried and wailed so loud. But now I was relieved, I poured out my pain, I felt safe, love was back in my existence.

Which brings me back to Eric Leigh-Pink, here and now. I am now licensed to take care of foster children. I live a simple life, of taking care of so many children that have been discarded, abandoned, and abused.. Our small condo is a happy place decorated with Mickey Mouse d├ęcor. Our family brings in these small strangers who start off so scared, and we start our introduction by telling them, here you are safe, here you are loved, and as long as you are under our roof, life will be happy. All of this while the toys continue to litter our house. All while I gleefully converse with the local gardeners daily. We might be scrapping by at times but life is good. Now I find myself planning to adopt two wonderful brothers, who are seven and eight.

Our multiple previous lives cross each other to finish an incomplete story. I truly believe that the Universe, God, and Karma itself tapped me, set a stage, and offered me an opportunity to bring purpose to a situation that had none. In that moment where my Chicago life magically fell apart for a second time, two completely different eras. I was given an unforeseen opportunity to represent the sanctuary I never had. There are so many truths here, but if I leave you with one message here it is; So many horrors happen in our lives that have no meaning or rhyme. So you give it meaning. You give it purpose and mold it yours. You bless the world with your actions while sending a clear message to the darkness, a warning of redemption that you will not be crossed without the shadows in the dark seeing the full weight of ones wrath. Let that wrath be a thousand times greater than the the cold cruel darkness.

The next time life whisks away all that you know, consider the possibility that it is a blessing from the heavens. That a stage is being set for you to give meaning to that which had none. God is tapping you on the shoulder, and with his stage in hand asking you softly “What are you going to do with this?” My advice! Go all the way with playing on his stage. Let them see the full weight of your convictions. That is the Karma I know.
- Eric Leigh-Pink 2020

Friday, March 6, 2020

Homeless Angels

Homeless people can be very deceptive.
My aunt was in a parking lot of a shopping center at night, about to get into her car and saw who she thought was a homeless man digging through a bin. She approached him, placed her hand on him and offered him $20. He turned to her, taking the money, which is when she saw his face; she said she was surprised to see his face was clean, had smooth skin and he looked "perfect". He said "Thank you, that's very kind. Tell your mother in 2010 she'll prove what she knows." Then he vanished in front of her (with the money). My aunt freaked out and asked people nearby if they'd seen the man going through the bins but no one had. She never found out what he was referring to and never found the money either. - anonymous
Garnet Schulhauser had an experience and he went on to write books.
One sunny afternoon in May of 2007 I took a stroll on a pedestrian mall near my office, and a homeless man stepped out of the shadows and offered to answer all of my vexing questions. I had encountered homeless people on this mall many times before, and I had become quite deft at executing a quick side step to detour around them. But this homeless man was different—his amazing blue eyes penetrated my whole being, right down to the depths of my Soul, and I was riveted to the spot, unable (and unwilling) to move.  I discovered that this man, whose name was Albert, was not really a homeless person, but was my Spirit Guide in disguise. He told me, much to my surprise, that he and I were old friends who had known each other for a long time although I had no recollection of our previous association. Our conversations were informal, like two friends chatting over a beer, and Albert did his best to give me answers that I could understand and easily communicate to others. Albert had a sharp wit and keen sense of humor, and he was not above using sarcasm to chide me for my many human foibles. My dialogue with Albert was an unforgettable, exhilarating experience, and I am confident, without any doubt, that everything that Albert told me was the “real” truth. - Garnet S
Book Details
Dancing on a Stamp reveals startling new truths about all of life’s big questions, including our true nature as eternal souls, the reason we incarnated on Earth, and the role of God in the evolution of souls. These revelations fly in the face of almost everything Christian holy men have been preaching for centuries and provide refreshing new insights into the journey of the soul. The answers to all of life’s vexing questions came from a homeless man named Albert (who was actually a wise spirit in disguise—an emissary from the spirit world) who stepped out the shadows one day to engage the author in a provocative dialogue that rocked his worldview and changed his life forever.

Albert tells us that we are all eternal souls who chose to experience life on Earth in order to grow and evolve. We planned the circumstances of our lives before we were born so that we could experience the things necessary for our evolution, and we create our own realities on Earth through our free-will choices. All souls are individual aspects God who is the Source—the totality of everything in the universe. We are all connected to the Source, to all other humans and animals on Earth, and to everything else in the universe.

In stark contrast to the beliefs of many religions, Albert reveals that God does not make rules for us to follow, He does not manipulate the events in our lives, and He will not judge or punish us for the things we do on Earth. Hell does not exist and there is no punishment in the afterlife. All souls return to the Spirit Side—a blissful place full of love, peace, and happiness—when their physical bodies’ die regardless of what they did during their lives. Souls cannot go wrong or become lost and everything we experience here adds to our wisdom and contributes to our evolution as souls. Albert urges us to enjoy the fullness of life on Earth by embracing love, hope, and forgiveness and casting aside our guilt and fear.



Friday, February 21, 2020

Ant Animal Spirit Guide

Need a little help with organization? Trying to build a sense of community? Ant as a Spirit, Totem, and Power Animal can help! Ant teaches you to prepare and endure through the labor ahead! Delve deeply into Ant symbolism and meaning to find out how this Animal Spirit Guide can encourage, educate, and enlighten you!

Ants live in nearly every corner of the earth. In many regions, they represent willpower, diligence, patience, tenacity, endurance, fidelity, cooperation, truthfulness, and power. Ants in nature have amazing strength considering their very small size. In fact, they can carry over 20 times their own weight. That means a 200-pound person with an Ant’s strength could lift a ton!

Ants hear by having sensitivity to vibrations. They teach us to keep our instincts keen. They also leave an aromatic trail wherever they go, which helps them find their way home. In this, Ant Spirit is a trailblazer and guide.

In the Philippines, Ants coming into the house bring prosperity with their arrival. The Bible depicts Ant as a harmonious creature who works collectively with others. Islamic traditions say the Ant taught Solomon the ways of wisdom, and in India, treating an Ant with kindness ensures prosperity. Leaving a bit of sugar near an Ant hill is an act of charity that attracts luck.

There are numerous superstitions about Ants in the United States. If an Ant bites you, it means an argument is about to erupt. Ants nesting near the home is good luck. Ants that appear to run from you means someone is gossiping about you. Ants moving East to West meant the harvest was ready. Those moving West to East portend rain.

Red Ants crossing your path is a sign of danger. Ants moving in a row under a door indicates lies. An Ant stepped on is very bad luck and may lead to all manner of sorrow.

Key characteristics associated with Ant include unity, stamina, forbearance, duty, honor, preparation, organization, diligence, focus and hard work.

When Ant Spirit marches into your life, It brings a message of patience. Whatever is going on right now, you cannot be so impetuous. By pacing yourself, the end result will be far more rewarding. Slow down, don’t rush, work carefully.

Ant Spirit also encourages self-confidence. There are special moments when you need to wrap your strength around your waist and simply trust. Work with other people who share your focus and goals. Know your skills and apply them within that group harmoniously. Teamwork matters.

Encountering Ant Spirit may mean you really must focus on teamwork to achieve something. Be it co-workers, peers, or family, moving as one mind is the key here. Each person in this unit is an integral part of the puzzle you are trying to complete.

In some instances, the Ant Spirit Animal speaks of a life-changing opportunity. At first, it may seem overwhelming, but it will bring you good fortune in the end. Generally, this opening has something to do with community efforts. Keep this chance in smart balance with your home life and watch what wonders come.

When Ant Spirit bites you, it represents a call to action. Your family, tribe or community needs your help. Pay attention.

Those born with an Ant Totem are the ultimate planners. No matter how chaotic a situation seems they somehow manage to stay controlled and focused. When you walk with Ant Spirit, social opportunities become especially important. You need friends and congenial groups to be truly healthy and happy. Community building is in your blood, as is a good deal of wisdom and kindness. It is not surprising people often seek out those with an Ant Totem for guidance.

The Ant Totem also has a fighting Spirit. You are not one to stand on the sidelines of life. Nonetheless, you do not just jump into a confrontation without solid information. Ant people always weigh both sides of any situation before trying to fix it. And fix it they will – never giving up is one of Ant’s great qualities.

Ant Spirit is a planner. This Totem knows how to prepare for the future one step at a time. You feel no need to rush. Building dreams takes time and persistence. Ant shares attributes of other Animal Totems too. She is enduring like an Elk, is aggressive as a Badger, and investigates like Mouse.

Aunt Medicine is never separate from society. In fact, being part of a greater collective sustains Ant with great joy and energy. Ant knows in time the Universe provides. But providence isn’t just for self, but all our relations.

If you have the Queen Ant as your Totem (she has wings), you are forever giving to others. You see the true meaning behind the “greater good” and often sacrifice your own best interests to serve that noble cause. You have a soft spot for children, wanting to keep them safe from any harm.

Positive career paths for Ant include anything where you can put things in order. Also, social and community-oriented jobs make you incredibly happy. Being a principled person, you will work hard and see rewards for your labors. There are many good reasons to seek out Ant Spirit as a Power Animal aid. When you are facing a chance to do something new, Ant helps you say YES. You never know until you try. Ant Spirit can also guide you down a smooth path for reaching your goal, but it will not be the “quick” way – rather the right way. Call on Ant when you need community support when you feel yourself shriveling.

Ant, as a Power Animal, gets you back to “home” figuratively when you have somehow lost your way emotionally or spiritually. The power of the Ant also protects you during this process. If you work with Ant, you can begin building your dreams and to see them manifest.

Seek out Ant Spirit when you need motivation, particularly at work. Ants know how to overcome obstacles. They also understand the “order” of things. Sometimes you are talking to the wrong person or taking the wrong route. Ant puts you back on track with the right connections.

Native American Ant Symbolic Meanings
Native American stories represent Ant as a cooperative, hard-working Spirit. Ant spread soil across the earth for humans. Among Californian tribes, ants are earthquake predictors. Shamans tell us that Ant teaches that all good things come to those with patience and trust in their heart. The Pima have two clans named after Ant: Red Ant Clan and White Ant Clan. Cherokees have a ceremonial Ant Dance.

Native American outlook on Ant Medicine is all about slowing down. The more we hurry, the more we miss. Working with the tribe cooperatively, with serenity in our pockets is part of what will help put us back in balance with Nature. Ant calls us to unity and tireless effort.

Hopi Ant People
Hopi Myths speak of the Ant People. In the World Age (or First World) life ended in fire, and the Second World was destroyed by ice. In both cases, the Hopi were guided to the Ant People who took them to underground caves for safety. The Ant People gave the Hopi food and taught them how to store food. Some believe this led to the creation of the Kiva, community prayer spaces. The word itself breaks down into two words – Ki meaning Ant and Va meaning dwelling.

Folktales are the stories of common people. Each reflects something about the key character in the story often illustrating a lesson. We see this in Aesop’s Fable of The Ant and the Grasshopper.

The tale begins with Ants preparing provisions for winter. A hungry Grasshopper comes along asking for help. The Ants explained the Grasshopper should have worked during the summer so He would not be wanting now. Grasshopper excused his actions by saying He sang all season long. Ants would have none of this and told Him just to keep singing. There are two lessons here; first, is the lesson of being dutiful to those things necessary for survival. The second is that doing a kindness could have created a change for Grasshopper, and the opportunity just went by unrealized.

Another story from the Philippines tells us of Ant’s mystical realm beneath the Earth. When the Spanish arrived in the Philippines, natives trusted in Pagan Gods and thought they had physical living spaces. From time to time, a God would surface as a mound on the ground (Ant hill). People feared even looking at these mounds. It’s said as the mound grows higher, the God’s power increases.

In Persian lore, there is mention of exceptionally large and furry Ants. They only live in the desert underground. Because they emerged from their home with gold sand on their back, they were called Gold Mining Ants. The dust on their back was considered magical, and people gathered it with care. A fun historical aside to this story is the Ants were actually Groundhogs. The confusion comes from a language glitch where the word for Ground Hog means Mountain Ant, something our reporter Herodotus did not know when he wrote of this creature.

Ant Dreams
In the Language of Dreams, Ant represents things that are bugging you. These are usually minor annoyances that interrupt your day and leave you frustrated. Pay particular attention to where Ants appear in your dreams as that location is from where your issues stem.

Seeing a single Ant in your dream may mean that you feel powerless and alone. Being bitten by an Ant in your dream portends some type of accident so take extra care. Flying Ants represent your desire for freedom, and Ants laying eggs represent fertility.

The type of Ant you see in your dream also has meaning. A Queen Ant (with wings) is an omen of improvement in business, particularly for growth. Soldier Ants bear the message that you need to be more assertive to see success. Red Ants usually aren’t a good sign in that their bite feels like fire.

Source: whatismyspiritanimal.com

Friday, February 7, 2020

Trees call for help

Yesterday evening after another marathon healing session in Manchester England, I was called upon to seal a tear in the veil between our dimension and that of the dark demonic dimension.

It was the final thing to do before coming back home to Northamptonshire, the tear was under a church spire, many years ago the original church became dissused and became derelict over a period of a few years, many nasty things were done there including ceremonies and sacrifices to the dark by a coven of witches.

That was when they opened the tear in the veil for some reason they knew this spire would become a monument in that area after the remainder of the church was demolished.

I was intent on sealing this tear partly because of what I found during the healings not 50 yards away in a direct line, but also because of the trees calling for help, in the house where I had set up base for multiple healings, there were 7 trees in a row conifers at the bottom of the garden, sentinels who I have worked with remotely last year which was when I found out about the tear in the veil.

I could feel the waves of darkness emanating from it as I walked around the corner to it, I needed to direct energy at its base from 3 sides, there was a high concrete wall, and I thought we would have to turn back and go another way, I had Archangel Michael and 4 other Archangels with myself and a friend to take on the task.

Just as we were about to turn away the trees spoke to me from the darkness, "over here over here" they called as I drew close I saw them lining the wall all twisted and stringy is the only way to describe them, "you can get over the wall here" as I got up to the wall there was a large mound of garden rubbish dumped against the wall.

At that point the height of this wall was only about 4 feet to the top standing on the heap of rubbish, the tree next to me said thank you for coming we can help so I tried to direct energy at its base with my hand placed firmly on the tree we all went to work.

I then checked to see if we had succeeded, but sadly we had not, I was told the power of 3 is needed you need to repeat this on 2 other sides.

So being determined I climbed over the wall and dropped down it was higher than I thought, I then proceeded to repeat the direction of energy into the base from 2 other sides, I then checked all three sides to see if we had succeeded, it was closed the darkness had been shut off, I started to hear a sweet sound coming from this little band of trees on the other side of the wall like a crooning of a high pitch and felt like a child on a sugar rush.

I went back to the wall in the darkness but it was too high to climb, the trees told me to move left and as I did the ground began to get higher, someone had been dumping garden wast over this section too, it was a struggle to get back over but over I got.

As we walked away from the trees they were rejoicing I cannot explain it any other way, then as I looked up there right in front of me was the planet Venus shining so brightly, and to my left the clouds parted to reveal the moon with a halo around it we call it a Haw frost moon.

I just wanted to share this and say firstly I am just an ordinary man with a passion for harmony within all things, look at what can be achieved if you ask for help, we were a small group of five Archangels, 1 man, 1 woman, the earth herself via the small coppice of trees and the universe joined us too. I truly believe that anything is possible, do you?

In love and light always John Povey 2020, shared with permission.

Friday, January 24, 2020

Danger Warning

Every morning, until that day, I turned on the radio while preparing for work. That morning, I had an urge to listen to a record. I woke up with a song in my head, a song on that record. It seemed so important to listen to that record.

I was a little late and was rushing. The apartment was older, and the sink was outside of the main bathroom. A massive chandelier hung over the sink. I leaned over the sink, balancing myself with one hand as I applied two coats of mascara.

I heard a deep but soft Voice say GO CHANGE THE RECORD.

I was angry. I was late and rushing. I didn’t have time to change the record. I thought NO! I WON’T CHANGE THE RECORD! NO TIME!

Then the Voice filled my head, the room, my entire existence. It was silky, commanding and the loudest thing I’ve ever heard but the apartment was totally, unnaturally silent.

GO CHANGE THE RECORD!

Angrily, I pivoted on my left foot, took one step forward and heard a huge CRASH.

I turned around and found the heavy chandelier had fallen from the ceiling and crashed where I had been standing. I would have been critically injured, or worse.

I’m convinced that God, or a Higher Intelligence, told me to put a record on that morning, instead of the radio, to help me avoid danger.

I still tremble when I think about it.
- Jacquelyne Ricco, Quora, '19

Friday, January 10, 2020

Australia Burns

I wrote this channelling 2 days ago while I was feeling very emotional. It is today that I have found the courage to share it.

We sit and wait patiently while Australia burns. We pray our loved ones remain safe from the flames and devastation that it leaves in it's wake. Many have perished. Some species nearly completely my wiped out. 

This brings up a certain amount of rage within my emotional body that I cannot escape. I attempt to eat my way out of the emotions to no avail. Australia still burns. 

She burns for you, she burns for me, she burns for us, our ancestors and most of all she burns for her own sovereignty.

She is the owner of her domain and she will clear and cleanse as she pleases, howl and blow to balance her charkras and power centres. As she aligns to her higher self. We also begin to become more and more in touch with our highest and best selves. We purge and clear, shift and restore. We will rise together. Not all simultaneously however rise we will. One step at a time, one day at a time, one lifetime at a time. 

Our mother leads us in expressing her emotions, not repressing or suppressing them. She shows us how it's done. Unleash the outrage, the pain, the anger, allow it all, let it flow. Breathe through the fire, the smoke, the haze. Our job is to keep breathing, one breathe at a time. Whether it is through sobs, howls, walling or laughter we must feel all of our emotions. 

We are human after all. This is what we have signed up for. This is what we have been preparing for, for many lifetimes. 

Feel your emotions and let them assist you in opening to your power, your soverntity and your rage! 

Rebirth is occurring as Atlantis rises from the depths of the sea. As the pheonix rises from it's own ashes. Always transformed into a stronger, more powerful version of self.

Atlantis rises in you and in me, it rises just because we have been reincarnated at this time on this planet. We are being reborn anew.

- Natalie Curry 2020, shared with permission