Arcturians on the Healing Power of Music

Driving to Santa Fe to get groceries this morning I started to feel my consciousness being pulled out through my 3rd eye (they really need to stop doing that when I’m DRIVING) and got a strong feeling it was time for a channeled session.  They kept saying something about music, so I knew what the basic topic would be.  And…yep…see below.

Note that Chakra had to get in on the action once again.  Ha!  And please disregard how horrid my hair is right now as growing it out from being cut off last August has not been easy.  You can fast forward to 3 minutes in and not miss anything other than me gasping and contorting a bit. 😉

I am looking forward to spending a night out at Chaco Canyon with the Goofy Spiritualists Meetup I’m a member of this summer.  Chaco Canyon is an official “dark sky” location and it should be breathtaking viewing from some photos I’ve seen.  Think seeing the Milky Way, etc.  One of the GS members told me that she knows a woman who was not psychically gifted, but while visiting Chaco Canyon had a visitation by a spirit who told her that she was going to become psychic.  Sure enough, the woman suddenly had psychic ability and it changed her life!  Very cool.  I hope something happens to me there!  I’ve been there before, but only in the daytime.  I just found this interesting post from 2009 regarding Chaco.

Blessings,

Atheria

Supposedly I’m on track…

I just got home from a friend’s party, and spent most of the time talking to two women, one a fellow medium, and another, someone who wasn’t aware that she DOES have an ability but was very drawn into what we other two were talking about frenetically.  I love meeting other psychics because it infuses me with energy as I can talk to someone who speaks my language.  The fellow medium is from a small town in the middle of Louisiana, so at first we talked about the strong energy in New Orleans (one of my favorite places but boy….be prepared!)

During our 3 hours of chatting, the other medium would randomly give me info and messages about whatever I was talking about.  Of course, New Mexico’s magic came up quite a bit.  She got a “hit” that I’m living where I’m living right now (on a pueblo) because my Native American guides (didn’t tell her I have them but yep…) are trying to get me to pull in my all-over-the-place-energy and focus myself here in the middle of nowhere.  That totally agrees with what I’ve been intuiting.  She told me to go back to Tsankawi (where I hiked a couple of weeks ago and felt it had strong energy) in the early morning…preferably on a weekday when less people are bound to be there…and meditate and my path forward would be made clear to me.  I have this coming Friday off from work so I’ll probably go!  God knows I need clarity!

We also spoke about my past life as a Ute (and another as a Mescalero Apache) and she felt strongly that I should check out Ouray, CO (where I almost went instead of Telluride last weekend) because Ouray is not only special, but was the central Ute point.  I know that while driving through the Southern Ute area last weekend I felt very much at home.  The only problem is that to get to Ouray from Durango, you have to take the VERY SCARY (think narrow road with no guardrails and 1,000s of feet over the edge) Million Dollar Highway.

Much to my chagrin, she also told me that I have the “day job” I have right now for a good reason.  I’m to use it to stockpile money (which I’m doing) and need to stay there for a while to create a good nest egg to finance my future…which she sees being in Taos.  She told me that I WILL move to Taos but am not financially ready to yet, and that I’ll earn my living doing readings and will be in with the Santa Fe celebrity crowd.  Grandmother, who I dreamed about, will be my main guide then.  People will flock to me in Taos.  She compared me to the psychic Shirley MacLaine (fellow New Mexico lover) relied on.  Interestingly, enough, I have met the wonderful Ms. MacLaine and was able to give her a message from Dean Martin years ago…and I have a past in the Entertainment Industry in Los Angeles.  The TV/film biz still calls to my soul very much and I’m glad that the film biz in Tamalewood (what New Mexico is called) is doing really well right now.

At one point she asked me what I picked up about her, and I had been distracted by this clairvoyant black witch hat (horrible stereotype!) that I kept seeing over her head.  I told her about it and she said that she had a past life as a curandera in eastern New Mexico at one point.  So that made sense.  Then I had images of bingo cards pop into my head, which made no sense to me…so I just told her about what I saw.  Come to find out, she’s been thinking of attending a bingo night this coming week.  I told her to GO!  Then, I started getting some numbers in my head.  I gave her the numbers and told her to play them!  I told her I get 10% if she wins.  LOL!  Lastly, I kept picking up something with the right side of her lower abdomen, and she told me that every time she goes through TSA screening at airports, even if she’s wearing no underwear or bra (because she’s tired of this happening) she gets pulled aside due to the X-ray machine showing something metal in her right abdomen/groin area and her left collarbone/shoulder area.  The odd thing is that I keep having 2 spots show up on me too, and one is my left collarbone/shoulder area.  We suspect we may have extraterrestrial implants in that area.

We also talked about the fact I have a hard time sitting still and prefer to stand, and how I have a lifetime history of rocking back and forth (if you notice in my channeling videos, I rock back and forth) and loving to swing on swingsets, etc.  She felt that it’s my way of moving energies through my body.  That makes sense.  I literally have super 8 movies of me as a baby sitting up and rocking.  Something about swinging and rocking makes me feel good.

I asked her if she noticed that a high percentage of psychics (especially mediums) are diabetic and why that is, and yes, she has noticed it and is indeed diabetic herself.  She suspects that we need to keep higher glucose levels due to the tremendous amount of energy we use up doing readings.  That makes sense.  It also justifies my love of carbs and how I do terrible on low carb diets.

I just had to share this conversation as I love these types of magical meetings/conversations!  A couple of times during our chat, I felt strong emotion as I knew she was speaking truth.

Blessings,

Atheria

Water is Life…and Radio Opp!

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While in Taos yesterday, I stopped by Hacienda Martinez to scoop up some water from the Rio Pueblo de Taos that runs through the property.  According to a member of Taos Pueblo, water from very sacred Blue Lake up on Taos Mountain flows down into the valley via this river that cuts through Taos Pueblo land before winding its way through the rest of Taos.  Because I’m not a member of Taos Pueblo, I’m not allowed to take the major hike up to Blue Lake, so this is the next best thing.  I do suspect that the image a Hawaiian dolphin telepathically sent to me in 2002 with the words “This will heal you” is indeed Blue Lake.

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Here is a video I took of me gathering a bottle full of water.  Now I need to decide what to do with it.  I’d like to drink a little each day, but the water is pretty dirty…so I’m not sure that’s the best idea.  Maybe I could dab some on my damaged neck and 3rd eye every day or something?

And here is what I’ve got on my counter. 🙂

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Do you think I should risk it and drink a little bit each day?  LOL!  I will say that quite a bit of sediment has sunk to the bottom. 🙂

Other news is that suddenly the TONS (and I mean TONS) of 1111s, 333s, 555s, 444s…and now 222s, 777s, and 666s (Eeeeek!  But, supposedly that’s not REALLY a bad number.) may be making sense.  I reconnected with a great fellow psychic medium that I filmed a TV show with back in 2007 — which would have been called “Gifted” had it made it on the air — and she’s putting together a radio channel with a cool guy she met.  We talked for a long time this morning and there may be an opportunity to work with them.  I’d LOVE that!  They are in the California desert so we’re not impossibly far apart…and…of course…there is always Skype! 🙂 I’m being vague on purpose, FYI. 🙂

Until next time, play safe kids!  LOL

Atheria

Pineal Gland

A friend posted this link on Facebook about the pineal gland, and I gasped when I noticed that it was exactly 11:11 long!  https://youtu.be/D7eBQfM3UrA

I quit using fluoride toothpaste last year when I heard that it’s a trigger for migraine headaches.  My 21.5+ year long headache from neck damage isn’t a migraine, but I’m willing to try anything a this point.  Since then, I have learned that fluoride is VERY bad for many reasons…calcifiying the pineal gland being just one.  Please DO watch the video linked above.  I do believe that the Illuminati want our pineal glands blocked and want us addicted to reality TV and other distractions to “dumb us down”…..and don’t get me started on the poisons in our food.  I’ve also just recently committed to being as organic as possible (despite the increased cost) because WE ARE BEING POISONED.  “They” want us dumbed down and drugged with crap food and chemicals so we are too weak to fight back.  Well, I’m a fighter.  So, I’m doing what I can to protect myself.

Years ago, I had a “dream” where I flew (hello…astral travel…not a dream) somewhere over in Europe.  I landed in a church where the Dalai Lama was giving a talk.  At the end of the talk, you could stand in line to get darshan/a blessing from him.  I stood, patiently, in the long line.  When I got up to the Dalai Lama, INSTANTLY (all at once), he saw my soul, I knew he saw my soul, and he plunked something into my 3rd eye as I heard the words “You have been chosen”.  Well, that was my pineal gland!  Of course, since then, I’ve wondered what the heck I’ve been chosen to do…but that’s a whole OTHER post.

I beg everyone to go organic, get off fluoride, avoid TV as much as possible (unless it’s something actually full of REAL learning), avoid chemicals in their households, etc.  We are being manipulated and controlled.  The old quote, “I’m not paranoid, but everyone is out to get me” is not a joke anymore.  Take control of your health and mind.  Also, do you think the reason MDs prescribe all these horrid meds is an accident?  Besides the whole financial thing (big pharma payouts), I am suspecting there is an even darker reason.

Peace,

Atheria

There IS a plan!

First off, please disregard how awful I look in this impulse video after a long day at my “day job” and not sleeping for about a week.  Don’t even get me started on the bad lighting and dirty hair.  LOL!  I do think it’s funny that Chakra keeps walking back and forth though.  I just wish she’d stop pulling her beautiful fur out!  Anyway…

In this video I talk about what happened this past weekend when I flew from ABQ to BWI to ROC and back again.  Magical “coincidences” occurred, that just go to show that there are no accidents.  There IS a plan.  Granted, as of this minute, my life has not dramatically changed because of what happened…but I trust that something is being plotted from the Other Side.

When I visited my parents in Rochester, NY, my aunt and uncle drove up from Horseheads on Saturday to go to lunch and socialize.  After lunch at Jay’s Diner (cool 1950s place) we went back to mom and dad’s to talk for a while before they had to leave.  While talking, my heart started racing and I got that “Uh oh.  We’re not alone.” feeling.  And, yep, my grandpa and uncle in spirit jumped at the chance to have me bring some messages through for mom, her sister, and her brother.  So, that wasn’t an accident either.

While bored at work today, I started cleaning out a folder I have in Gmail where I store things I think I’ll either need again, or things that are just cool.  This one email from a name I didn’t recognize in April 2014 popped out at me.  When I opened it, it was from a lovely stranger who had found my blog and picked up some psychic info she wanted to pass onto me.  Part of what she wrote to me about pertained to Julia Cameron’s “The Artist’s Way”…which was written while Julia was in my beloved Taos.  She sent me an excerpt from the book where Julia talks about writing 3 daily morning pages.  It’s funny because that has been popping into my head lately and I’ve wanted to do it, but just haven’t because I already have to get up at 6 a.m. to go to work and don’t want to get up 30 minutes earlier to write.  God knows I need what little sleep I get!

Reading that blurb made me start Googling Julia Cameron, and when I landed upon her Twitter account…guess how many tweets she had posted?  Keeping in mind that the number 333 means Masters are with you in spirit…she had 3333!  https://www.instagram.com/p/BT7wMobAxRi/ I truly gasped!  Quite a few years ago in Los Angeles, I had gone to hear someone (can’t even recall now who the woman was) give a free talk at The Bodhi Tree, but due to flight problems, she wasn’t able to get to L.A. in time and asked her friend, Julia, to fill in for her.  Since everything happens for a reason, it ended up being a REALLY interesting talk and I discovered Julia Cameron at that time.  Finding out much later that she had been drawn to Taos too, just made me like her even more!  She now lives in Santa Fe and here is her site:  http://juliacameronlive.com/

Well, it’s getting late and I need to go to bed, but please trust that there is a plan…and there are no accidents in life.  Chance encounters 10-15 years earlier may be important later.  I’ve had conversations with strangers where I know I’ll never see the person again, but that conversation changed my life.  Sometimes we all are used as angels.

In light,

Atheria

Butterflies, 333, spirits, and magnetics

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These are earrings I’ve not worn in quite a while but got a “random” urge to put on this a.m.  Remember this pair of butterfly earrings as it’ll become important later.  Also, word of warning to males readers…there are female issues in this post.  Ha!

I had a male friend years ago who found it amusing that I not only believe in signs…I KNOW there are signs for us from the Other Side that we need to pay attention to.  A great psychic mentioned in a book I read a while back that anything you notice during the day is a message.  Not everyone notices the same things.  Whatever catches your eye, you need to pay attention to.  Well, my ex friend loved to say to me, “Gotten any messages on the side of a bus lately?”  I laughed it off, but it did get to be annoying.

Many weeks ago I had volunteered to help out at the Earth Day street event in Albuquerque and work at a vegan outreach booth.  So, I drove down to the Nob Hill area in Albuquerque this morning, where I had a really great day handing out Tofurkey slice samples with vegan mayo.  I met lots of interesting and like-minded people.  I’m even considering getting fake diamonds (can’t afford the real thing) put into my skin via wires after seeing some glittery guys.  Ha!

Anyway, on the way to Albuquerque, I saw a license plate with 777, which has been showing up a bit lately.  That’s a newer sign for me (also 222s and 999s).  My main number messages (which I’ve blogged about) are 1111, 444, 555, and 333.

While working the great event today, early on, I noticed a Native American man behind the booth next to us quietly sewing a leather purse.  I said something to him (forgot what now) and then jokingly said that I’d check back with him later to make sure he wasn’t lollygagging with his work.  A couple of hours later, I followed up on my threat, and went over to see how he was coming along.  He showed me how much he’d completed and one thing led to another and I found out he is from the Taos Pueblo.  I have to admit that although I’m STARVED for answers about some things regarding Taos (and life) there was something about his energy that just drew me.  The poor man very kindly listened as I gushed out all this Taos stuff…from how it first called me in 1998 and that dream I had last year where in the dream I loaded up a bus full of my belongings and tried to drive to Taos but got stuck in the mud somewhere.  Finally, I got out of the mud and made it to Taos where I joined this circle of 3 Native American women.  They said that they’d read an article about me, and that “Grandmother wants to talk to you.”  I asked him if Taos Mountain is ever referred to as Grandmother by his people, and he said not that he ever heard…but…that they do refer to the land, in general, as Grandmother.  He also told me that when Taos Pueblo was having some exploration done regarding their aquifer, while digging/measuring, the surveyor people discovered that in front of Taos Mountain…between the mountain and Highway 64 (El Prado area) there is this massive magnetic field that can’t be easily explained.  I mentioned to him that my eyes get greener in Taos and that the first time I visited in 1998, both me and this other Californian, never needed to eat.  We just did not get hungry and forced ourselves to eat because “we should”.  It was like Taos fed us with its energy.  Hearing about the magnetic field, I get it.  That also explains why, when I’m there, I feel so much calmer and balanced.  He was very familiar with people who’ve visited Taos for one day and instantly leave their old lives behind to move there as “the call” is so powerful.  What’s interesting, is that he also said that although he knows many people where Taos worked out for them after heeding the call…he also knows many people where Taos was disastrous and they left within 2 years.  We chatted about why that may happen regarding lessons that needed to be learned or soul growth.

He told me that Taos is feminine, which made me squeal, “Ah ha!  I thought so!”  I was in Taos yesterday, and my (I am a certain age) period was almost 4 weeks past due (as of today) and I really figured that maybe I’m done with periods.  But, half way through the day yesterday, Aunt Flo showed up.  (Yes, I told him this…warned you…)  I then told him how the Hawaiian Islands are split between masculine and feminine islands.  When I went with a group to the Big Island in 2002, the male leader of the group warned all of the women that the Big Island is feminine and that whether or not our periods were due…they’d show up.  Well, we laughed at him…until…one by one…due or not…we all got periods that week!  It was so funny.  When my irregular peri-menopausal “friend” showed up yesterday, my gut reaction was, “Taos triggered it.”  The man I talked to today basically confirmed that.

I also told him about the telepathic message I got from a dolphin in Hawaii in 2002 (blogged about that earlier) with the words “This will heal you” along with this geometric image that, years later, looked A LOT like Taos’ city emblem to me.  I told him that the on its side oval over top of a triangle within a triangle made me suspect it represents Taos Pueblo’s very sacred Blue Lake that only the tribe is allowed to go to.  He actually felt I could be right.  I did ask him if the Rio Pueblo de Taos (that I would be allowed to go to in certain non Taos Pueblo areas) did indeed come from Blue Lake as someone told me she thought it did, and he said yes, that it is water from Blue Lake…and that it wouldn’t hurt to try that avenue.

We talked about how I, and others, talk to Taos Mountain…sometimes fight with it.  We talked about a lot of stuff.  It felt like a very NON accidental meeting/talk.  I think I’m forgetting important things that came up now.  Hmmm…

Finally, I said good-bye to him and went back over to work the vegan booth.  I hadn’t been back at the booth but a minute or two, when I looked out at the people going by to see the back of this woman’s shirt that was BREATHTAKINGLY BEAUTIFUL.  Her shirt was an otherworldly beautiful butterfly (shaped like a butterfly too) in glistening colors that was freaking stunning.  It took my breath away.  I just HAD to run over to her to compliment it and ask her where she got it.  I kid you not, I turned around for maybe 5 seconds to tell the person next to me, “Hold on.  I’ll be right back!” as I ran out into the passersby to get to her.  But, she was GONE!  I mean, GONE!  I looked everywhere and she was nowhere.  It was impossible for her to have walked that far in 5-7 seconds!  I stood in this open area near a guy who was videotaping the event and said to him, “That is weird!  This woman just disappeared!”  Get this, he then responds to me, “That just happened to me!  I saw this guy I know, but he vanished!”  He couldn’t explain what he had happen either.  Seriously, I don’t think she was a human.  I instantly said to myself that I need to look up what butterflies symbolize….keeping in mind that I had just had this important conversation with the man from Taos Pueblo.

https://www.insects.org/ced4/mythology.html

http://www.entomon.net/indian-butterfly-legends-and-poems.shtml

http://www.spiritanimal.info/butterfly-spirit-animal/

A little while later, and after I was pooping out, I went to head back to my car when I walked past 2 women sitting off to the side with a young girl, eating.  The one woman’s t-shirt had a picture of mountains on the back, with John Muir’s:  The mountains are calling and I must go. — Well, I looooove that quote and ended up chatting with them because the timing was weird.  I just had that quote show up yesterday or the day before, and I always connect that quote with Taos Mountain.

While in Albuquerque I decided to spy on my house I sold on October 20, 2014 (my birthday) to see if the woman who bought it is taking care of it.  Driving way over to far NW Albuquerque, I saw a car go by me with a 333 license plate and chuckled.  Really, it’s gotten to be amusing the 333s are so common lately (and 1111s with 555s).  The good news is, my house looked pretty good.  The bad news is that my beautiful decorative plumb tree in the front yard is dying…sigh.  Anyway, while in that neighborhood, I got the urge to surprise my friend who lives a few blocks away and just quickly stop in to say howdy.  I was not planning on visiting Sy, and don’t like to surprise people, but the urge was strong.  Of course, I caught her doing more incredibly creative things to her cute house and when she brought me into her kitchen, I yelped, “Are you fucking kidding me?!” when I saw THIS:

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Granted, I’ve not been inside her house for a while, but the butterfly on the wall and the two 333 license plates are new!  She got the butterfly wall art as a gift last Christmas, and the two REAL 333 license plates “coincidentally” were “randomly” picked for her by MVD workers for her mom’s old car when her mom passed away (the yellow plate) and her Corvette she owned for a little while.  Even Sy was amazed both plates were 333s as she knows that’s a sign from Masters after hanging around me.  LOL!  Sy is the one who noticed that I had butterfly earrings on today.  I’d forgotten I was even wearing them.  And, while writing this LONG blog tonight, it dawned on me that the pueblo I live on’s symbol is a butterfly.  The image of a butterfly is on my apartment building here on the pueblo.

I mean, really.  I was not planning on going into Sy’s house today.  Someone in spirit wanted me to see her kitchen.  Nothing is an accident.  Laugh if you want that I get messages though coincidences and numbers, but I know there is a plan…and clues along the way.

Speaking of which, I just remembered something.  My lease is up at the end of May and on Friday I was thinking, “Maybe I should move to Taos and do the long commute to Los Alamos for work.”  But, on second thought, and someone who lives in Taos kind of agreed….I’d probably hate driving 1.5 hours each way twice daily.  The lovely Taos Pueblo craftsman I was chatting with today told me that his brother did that exact commute for 35 years!  He didn’t mind it for the most part because he loved his work/job so much…except in the winter when the road along the canyon/Rio Grande gets scary.  It was just kind of funny that he mentioned something I’d been debating.  For a minute he made me think, “It is doable” but I do think that far of a drive would get old pretty quick.  And, that’s a lot of wear and tear on my car and gas money.

Okay, I’ve talked your ears off enough for today.  But I just love “weird” days like this…when it’s clear that everyone you meet, every thing you see, hear, etc. is for a reason.

Peace,

Atheria