Archive | August 2017

Raw Food and Ghosts

A huge thanks to my psychic medium friend in Denver for turning me onto Dr. Robert Morse!  I can’t believe I’ve never heard of him before.  Not only is he a huge raw fruit and veggie fan from a health standpoint, but he also addresses the energetic, spiritual, and soul aspect of food.  Dr. Morse is a wonderful mixture of awesome nutritional/health info combined with the spiritual importance of food as we ARE vibrational beings.  He’s got truckloads of videos to watch.  I started off with this one that mentions hypoglycemia, since I am hypoglycemic.  I recently had major improvement in a few health issues by cutting out grains, beans (except peanuts), and potatoes…but have also cut way back in carbohydrates…which is starting to backfire and I don’t see a low carb diet as sustainable long term.  After watching some of Dr. Morse’s videos, I think the improvements I’ve noticed with my edema, digestion, and blood sugar are from cutting out grains, beans, and taters….NOT the low carb/high fat aspect.  I will increase my fruit intake and cut back on tons of nut/seed butters tomorrow to see how I feel.

As a follow-up to an earlier post about the suspected vortex in my kitchen…well…yep…something is definitely going on in my apartment.  I tried to find a neighbor this evening to ask if they’ve been having weird things happen, but, oddly, no one was around!  I will ask whenever I do see someone though and post in the comments section.  Anyway, last week I had this BOOM/BANG happen so freaking loud in my left ear during the night after a very vivid dream that I literally jumped a foot off the bed.  Okay, I’m exaggerating, but I JUMPED.  Now, my right ear is normally my clairaudient ear, so that made it even weirder.  I wrote it off as just some new “adjustment” of my energy system, but last night just before 1 a.m. and after another very vivid dream (normally I don’t dream much), there was loud banging in what sounded like the bathroom.  Now this I heard externally…like with my regular ears…where the left ear boom last week felt more internal/clairaudient.  I was too tired to get up and look and found the noise in the bathroom just annoying, not scary by any means.  Then, two minutes later, there is banging and cabinet door slamming going on in the kitchen.  At that point, I just assumed it was Bleu being a pain in the butt.  My male lynx point Siamese has an aggravating habit of trying to get into cabinets by pulling the doors and slamming them numerous times before he can fling them open far enough to actually climb into the cabinet.  Just as I was about to get up and stagger into the kitchen to tell him to stop it, I saw him sleeping…or at least laying…underneath the bedroom window.  UH OH.  Unless he was having an OBE and was in the kitchen that way, it wasn’t him.

One person suggested that I might be causing the poltergeist/ghost activity, but I always think of that as what happens with kids around puberty age.  Granted, I’m now at the other end of the hormone spectrum and major estrogen/progesterone shifts are happening, but I am not convinced it’s me causing it.  I do live on tribal land, but from what I know, this property was never a burial ground or anything like that.

I will say that since my guides gave me a very specific image to meditate on (not that I’m disciplined enough to actually meditate DAILY like I should) 2-3 weeks ago, some really cool stuff has been happening.  It’s definitely activating something.  My clairvoyance has never been my strongest gift, but lately it’s been opening up dramatically.  I’m seeing movies in my head of stuff happening, for example.  And  I can clearly feel energy swirling around my head when I focus on the image.  Also, I’ve been feeling like both of my ears are being tuned or something lately.  That is hard to explain in words.

After the visit with Alora and friends at Chaco Canyon, I have clearly felt my Pleiadian friends around A LOT.  I still don’t know why they feel the need to pull on my 3rd eye while driving though.  That’s been happening for many years (started in Los Angeles) but is increasing.  Now I just say out loud (thank God I have tinted windows so fellow drivers can’t see me talking to myself…haha), “I know you’re there.  Do you really need to do this now?!”  They then back off.  In Los Angeles long ago, one morning while driving on Beverly Blvd. it was so annoying…the sensation of my consciousness being pulled out of my forehead…that I yelled, “I know you’re there!  Let me see you!”  And, sure enough, BLIP!  There was a 1 second flash of a UFO right ahead of me.

And speaking of Los Angeles, I’ve been remotely considering moving back to the L.A. area but after what happened in much smaller Albuquerque last weekend, I’m not sure I can handle a HUGE city like Los Angeles now.  Granted, ABQ has major crime and other problems, but the way the energy of the city affected me was not good.  At first I got distracted with real shopping malls and distractions like that, which I do miss up here where I live…but quickly the joy of Victoria’s Secret and Forever 21 wore off.  Once I stepped outside Coronado Center, I felt almost attacked with hostile, stressful, angry energy.  I couldn’t take it.  I forced myself to quickly go to Old Town ABQ because I love that area, but rushed through it as fast as I could (taking lots of pictures for Instagram).  I literally said to myself, “Get me the heck out of here and back to the rez!”  I couldn’t get out of Albuquerque fast enough.  The shift in energy once I got about 20 miles from Santa Fe was dramatically better.  I’m concerned that my system has gotten used to much less populated places where there is a lot more nature and that I may never be able to handle an exciting major city again.  Okay, I just read that and can’t help but think, “And that’s a BAD thing WHY?  Don’t forget, when you used to live in Los Angeles, a holistic doctor in Tesuque diagnosed you with NATURE DEFICIENCY.”  I’m not kidding.  Through kinesiology my body told him I was nature deficient.  For months and months I had been saying to my sister that I felt starved for nature…and…yep.

This post has been all over the place, but the Cliff Notes version is:  Eat lots of fruit, live in a small town surrounded my nature, and do energetic protection daily while letting ghosts and/or ETs know who’s boss. 🙂

In light,

Atheria

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Mystical Life Forum of New Mexico

Howdy!  I made the trek down to Albuquerque this morning to attend friends’ of mine’s new-ish monthly group called Mystical Life Forum of New Mexico.  The monthly event is on the 4th Saturday of each month, from 9:30 a.m. – 11:30 a.m. and I highly recommend it to anyone in the Albuquerque area.  Hannah and her mom, Mary, are fellow contactees, and spread as much information as they can about all things metaphysical.  They also have a new book coming out with matching ET tarot cards, which look freaking awesome!  They will be doing a book signing at my friend, Mitch Rubin’s, fabulous metaphysical store named Blue Eagle Metaphysical Emporium on September 30th from 11:00 a.m. – 2:00 p.m.

The guest speaker today at Mystical Life Forum of New Mexico was a lovely soul who goes by the name Bethany Paix in this life.  She is a very knowledgeable and experienced Master Energy Channel who does spiritual clearing and blessing for people, places, and businesses.  Her website is Angels Helping Humans.  As a psychic medium, I feel people’s energy immediately, and I am very comfortable about recommending her services.

Today’s drive down to a major city (in terms of population, not actual city amenities…don’t get me started on the lack of IKEA) was very eye opening…upsettingly so!  I live on a reservation in the middle of nowhere and the biggest city I’ve been going to since last November when I moved back to New Mexico for the 3rd time (yes, I’m one of THOSE people) is Santa Fe…with a population of 83,875 (as of 2016).  As of the year 2000, where I live has a population of 1,261.  Unless someone died, that’s now 1,262.  Anyway, from the moment I hit Albuquerque’s (a.k.a. highest crime in the USA…or close to being #1) city limits, I felt stressful, not good energy.  But, I made it to this morning’s talk and then stopped by Blue Eagle and then Coronado Center, since I truly do miss REAL shopping malls (Santa Fe’s idea of a shopping mall is pretty darn pitiful).  Inside the mall, I Instagrammed my glee about being in a real mall…but that quickly faded the moment I stepped outside.  I exited the mall from the total opposite side from where my car was parked because I started to feel overwhelmed with lots of people’s junk energy.  One of the many reasons I left Los Angeles in 2008 was that, as a very empathic psychic medium, I felt bombarded with 13,000,000 people’s energy and I couldn’t take it anymore.  Anyway, on this hot summer day (it really is cooler where I live…thank goddess) I had to walk all the way around the mall on the outside, which gave me “great” viewing/hearing of Burque people’s lives.  OMG!  It was nonstop fights and screaming and yelling and road rage in the parking lot!  At one point, this Nissan Maxima driver and Ford Mustang driver were so livid, I got scared there’d be a shooting and started to look for a safe place to duck!  I’ll give you a hint…the Nissan driver or passenger got out of his car.  The overall vibe in Albuquerque was VERY angry and scary.  Walking past this woman and a kid, she said to the kid, “Albuquerque is very prickly today.”  I commented to her as she passed, “Yes it is!”  There was overwhelming stress and rage that carried over to Old Town Albuquerque…which normally I enjoy.  I did hang out there for a while and took a lot of Instagram pictures, but was EAGER to get out and get back to the rez!

It was interesting that as I stopped by a nice, new Starbucks on Rio Grande just south of the 40, as I mentioned where I live and big cities vs. small towns…the barista said to me, “I didn’t miss big cities at all when I left.”  At the mall, I literally Intagrammed, “I can’t move to tiny Taos.  I need real shopping malls!”  But, now at PEACEFUL home on he rez, I think I cannot even CONSIDER moving back to insanely priced and congested Los Angeles like I’ve been thinking of doing.  Something deep within me has changed and I need small town life with lots of nature and QUIET.  I’m pissed about this, FYI.  I have known for a while that it’s my EGO that needs glitzy city.  My soul needs Taos…or at least some beautiful place that is full of nature and calm like Taos.  As much as my ego LOVED Denver last year…my guides made sure it didn’t work out.  My guides can be highly annoying.  They are all about the soul instead of ego.  The issue is that they aren’t down here on Earth in this 3D world dealing with what we need to deal with.  They are up there at some higher, more evolved, “big picture” dimension, and it’s not fair!  Pffffft! ;-P

This is annoying.

To be continued,

Atheria

 

Explaining my channeling physicality

20170825_112212My cell phone camera started shooting a bunch of shots and this “accidental” one while at El Santuario de Chimayo today is pretty darn cool!  Chimayo is a very powerful place and I enjoyed sucking up the wonderful energy while taking lots of pictures that you can see on my Instagram account.  (Do a search for #elsantuariodechimayo or #lourdesofthesouthwest.)  I did feel my unseen friends with me today.

Speaking of my unseen friends, here is a short video of me trying to explain why it looks so concerning when I work as a trance medium/trance channel.  Trust me, it just LOOKS bad.

In Light,

Atheria

Purpose

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I just love it when “coincidences” or synchronicities happen!  (FYI–There are NO coincidences.)

I have a new Taos friend, and 1-2 minutes after saying to a co-worker that if I won the lottery my dream would be to use the millions to open a huge animal sanctuary…my Taos friend emails me saying that if he ever won the lottery, his dream would be to open an animal sanctuary!  Now, that’s not a hugely common dream.  Sadly, neither of us won the huge PowerBall jackpot last night…sniff…sniff.  There’s always next time!

Another less dramatic coincidence regarding purpose happened this morning.

We psychics are used to getting asked by clients, “What’s my purpose?  Why am I here?”  And, quite frankly, I’ve been asking that of myself for a long time.  We all tend to assume that our purpose is some grandiose thing…and for some people (Nelson Mandela, Gandhi, Oprah, etc.) their purpose IS huge.  But, I had a conversation within the past couple of days about how not everyone’s purpose is some major thing.  Sometimes, our purpose is lots of small things…small interactions throughout the day with other people where you (without even realizing it) say or do something that positively affects another person and maybe…changes his/her life.  You don’t always know what a stranger is going through, and your comment of, “I love your hair!” may uplift the person for the rest of the day.  I’ve had brief conversations with strangers, where I knew I’d never see the person again, that have been powerful.  The chats seemed random, but I know that nothing is random.  I’ve been thinking about how most of us probably don’t have glamorous purposes.  Most of us won’t find the cure for ALS or become a famous Grammy winning rock star.  But, there are people who will do that.  That just so happens to be their soul’s charted purpose.  I’m suspecting my purpose is many little things.

As I drove into work this a.m. in a silly mood, I immediately said to the guard, “Good morning good looking!” to which he laughed and said, “You have to be the friendliest person I’ve ever met.”  That was a lovely thing to say to me.  He made my day…and I may have made his day.  (By the way, most people driving into work are much more glum…so he gets lots more gruff comments and attitudes than fun ones.)  The woman in a car ahead of me at a Taco Bell drive-thru years ago who paid for my lunch and waved made a difference that day.  If I recall correctly, I spent the rest of the day in a really good mood, which affected others because joy is infectious.  So, look for small opportunities to make a difference.  You CAN change the world…one little bit at a time.

Purposefully yours,
Atheria

Alora and her Pleiadian family

Since I’ve felt Alora around me all the time lately, I thought I’d sit down and see if she wanted to talk.  Yep, she and her Pleiadian family did.  It is rather interesting how they pay attention to what we crazy humans are up to.  I do wish they’d intervene though.  Bleu makes a cameo appearance in this video. 🙂 My cats always want to see what’s going on with mommy when I’m in trance.

On a different topic, a friend of mine sent me this great website for looking up different numbers to see what they signify:  Angel Numbers – I’m still getting lots of 333s, 444s, 555s, and 1111s…with the occasional 222.

Because I just love it when “coincidences” happen, I have to tell this quick story about what happened yesterday.  A friend of mine had asked me to be her date for the closing party of a beautiful local winery (sad…but true…will miss it) because neither of her boyfriends could make it (snicker…tee hee) and I jumped at the chance.  As I walked into the party last evening, I had this strong feeling that this random invitation was going to cause something to happen that needed to happen…that it wasn’t an accident that I was there.  Well, it ended up that this really nice woman we hit it off with and talked to for quite a while splits her time between Chimayo, NM and College Station, TX but would really love to stay in Chimayo full-time if she could find a quality job.  Now, what she does for a living is a somewhat rare thing for NM, but the department I work in at the company I work at (being vague on purpose) does exactly the type of work she does for a living!  She’s going to send me her resume and I’ll see if I can help her get an interview.  Then, we got talking about how my landlord is being very jerk-y (and illegal, but since I live on a reservation they don’t have to follow state law) and I may need to move, but that there are not a lot of living options in this remote area unless I want a much longer commute.  It turns out that her historic adobe home has a casita that she rents out to a woman, and that woman is probably leaving in October…which is when I would be looking to move!  Plus, the cool thing she hopes to do is help the local people in Chimayo learn about organic agriculture and farming, which I fully support.  She currently works for the government in an agricultural department.  This could be perfect.  Now, I have been planning to start looking for jobs back in California and a few other places in October because I really do miss living in a big, exciting city, but I will also say I’m NOT excited about possibly going back to Los Angeles.  My friend, after hearing of the fated coincidences last evening, kept singing, “You’re not going back to Los Angeles.  You’re not going back to Los Angeles.” 😉 It’s a fact that NM has always wanted me here, but I am stubborn, so in mid October I will start applying for jobs in places that are more “happening” than here…but…we’ll see what happens.  It would be amusing if I end up living next to El Santuario de Chimayo, which is the Lourdes of the Southwest and very powerful.  Ha!

In Light,

Atheria

Chaco Canyon, Arcturians, Pleiadians, and the Emerald City…am I in Oz?

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Fajada Butte (Pay attention.  It will be important.)

Yep, Alora is definitely standing by since Friday night.  For those who didn’t see my prior Chaco Canyon post, she is my Charlize Theron looking Plejaran/Pleiadian.  I do hope it doesn’t bother gorgeous Charlize that extraterrestrials are taking on her form to look more normal to easily freaked out me.  Anyway, I have been feeling her around nonstop.  So, being the curious sort I am, I started Googling Chaco Canyon to find out more about it and why it’s so powerful.  Come to find out (not really shocking) it is on a ley line that runs up to Aztec Ruins, New Mexico (which explains why, every time I’d drive through the tiny town of Aztec on my way to Durango, Colorado, I’d just love it for some reason) and down to Casas Grandes in Mexico.

IMG_2457Supposedly, looking at Chaco Canyon from the air, you can see very straight roads to somewhere that a few other power spots on the planet also have.  Were they runways for UFOs?  Were they marking certain alignments with the sun, planets, etc.?  Hmmm…

I specifically Googled Chaco Canyon and Pleiadians and found an excerpt of this book online that freaked me out!  (I told you I get easily freaked.)

Walking in Albion: Adventures in the Christed Initiation in the Buddha Body (Chapter 10) by Richard Leviton

Chapter 10 about Richard’s experience at Chaco Canyon is long, but super interesting.  Two things specifically made me gasp while reading it:  (1) Where he mentions a golden chalice — My guides gave me the symbol of a golden chalice to meditate on recently and since I’ve been using that visual, my clairvoyance is blooming like crazy…I literally have cut outs of golden chalices on my living room and bedroom walls to remind me — and (2) Where he mentions an “Emerald City” — I had this vision of an Emerald City in a dream long ago and painted this picture on April 5, 2000.

Emerald City 4-5-2000

Richard documents the strong Arcturian and Pleiadian connections to Chaco Canyon, and as you all know, I channel both of those groups (and others).  Supposedly, my ancestry is Pleiadian, and I do know that at one point I lived on the lost continent of Lemuria.  (Looking for a link to Lemuria info it was “coincidental” that I impulsively used the name Oz in the title of this post not knowing that Edgar Cayce referred to Lemuria/Mu as Oz!)  So, the fact that Alora showed up on Friday night when I was camping at Chaco is not surprising, in retrospect.

Since Friday night’s little meeting with Alora (and friends) I can feel her with me 24/7…like she’s waiting in the wings.  Her message to me about “It’s time” is haunting me.  I mean, what EXACTLY am I supposed to be doing regarding working with her people other than what I’ve been doing?  Driving to work this morning I had the strong feeling of a ship in the sky ahead of me hidden by a cloud.  I can’t prove that a UFO was there, but it was a strong feeling.  I kind of feel like I’m being followed around.  I guess I should have waved!  LOL!  “Helllooooo!  I know you’re there!”

I’m also getting almost a frenetic amount of signs via special numbers.  555 just happened AGAIN as I was typing this.  A draft saved at exactly 5:55 p.m.  In the words of the awesome David Bowie, “Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes”…Yes, changes are coming.  I just hope to God they are GOOD changes in my life!  Everywhere I look it’s either 555, 444, 333, 222, 777, or 1111.

To be continued…

Peace,

Atheria

 

Chaco Canyon

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I just got back from ancient Chaco Canyon, where I spent the night HOPING to see the Milky Way (Chaco Culture National Hisoric Park is an official “dark sky” location) and meteor shower…but…the weather did not cooperate at all.  It was cloudy and rainy all day and night.  Finally, this morning when I was leaving, it got sunny.  Pffffft!

IMG_2465Now, I’ve been to Chaco twice before during daytime…but this time was different.  Granted, after hearing that a Santa Fe friend knows a gal who had a spirit visitation not long ago at Chaco that turned her instantly psychic, I did have a bit of spiritual experience envy.  I did hope that something cool would happen.  (Be careful what you ask for.)  During the drive to Chaco, I got an 11:11 on my car’s clock.  That was a sign.  Then, when I glanced at the map, it showed that the turn off Highway 550 was across from a convenience store at mile marker 112.5.  I happened to glance at my odometer that had been reset when I stopped for gas in Espanola, and it read EXACTLY 112.5 miles.  Then I KNEW something was going on.  I also got a 555 (changes are coming) and when I arrived back home today, this car in front of me (I took a picture to prove it) had the vanity plate 7777777!

Anyway, upon arriving at Chaco Canyon and the campground, I clearly felt strong energy like I’ve never noticed before.  I almost felt like I was vibrating.  Granted, everything DOES vibrate, but this was palpable.  Despite the cruddy weather, I enjoyed exploring all the ancient ruins from people who lived there from around 850 – 1,250 AD…and then mysteriously vanished.  There was this powerful silence at one point, and I could almost feel the people who used to live there.  At one point, I thought I heard something in the wind…but then dismissed it as “nothing”…which I probably shouldn’t have done.  You are not allowed inside the kivas, but I really wished I could have gone inside one and meditated for a while.  Years ago, standing atop the Sandia Mountains overlooking Albuquerque, I suddenly realized I was listening to a pow-wow.  Then I thought, “Wait a minute.  How am I hearing a pow-wow up here at 10,678 feet?!”  I had literally heard history.  Sylvia Browne used to call this type of thing an “imprint”.

I met great people at the campground, including quite a few Californians.  People who camp are just cool people, in general.  One really nice retired couple showed me around their cute teardrop trailer ( I want one!) and told me how tons of people are fleeing California again due to how expensive it is, etc., and that they are planning on moving to Cortez, Colorado.  We then talked about how Northern NM through Southern CO is a magical zone.  You can see their cute camper here:  Teardrop

IMG_2383This was me inside Ruby, my red Honda Fit.  I’m too lazy to deal with tents, so I just sleep in my car.  She has “magic seats” and is an awesome car…got 43.7 mpg on this trip.  Now, I was in a safe, official campground, but when I’m just out in the woods on my own, I also feel safer in a car as opposed to tent.  I had trouble sleeping because I didn’t make the back end squishy enough, so it took me HOURS to actually fall asleep.  Plus, I kept glancing outside hoping there’d be a miracle and the clouds would go away so I could see planets and stars by the gazillions.  At one point, I did have a glimmer of hope, as the moon did move between clouds enough that I could see it.  But, nope, couldn’t see any stars or meteors.  This one other Californian woman traveling alone said this morning that she did see a couple of shooting stars at one point during the night.  Quite frankly, after what happened to me, they may NOT have been shooting stars!

I had a VERY detailed, VERY vivid dream last night when I did finally fall asleep that I’m 99% sure was not a dream.  Either I was abducted again last night, or at the least, suddenly recalled a past event.  But, I think it happened last night because of physical symptoms I’ve had today.  I don’t remember most of the “dream” now, but can recall fragments of me being face to face with a female extraterrestrial, who I think was Alora.  At least, that name was instantly in my head.  (Alora came through a Ouija Board back in 2002 when I used it with my channeling teacher to try to find out who my main spirit guide was.  Everyone else in the class got normal spirit guides, but of course I had an ET show up.  Ha!)  I remember she was solid yet see-through like she wasn’t solid.  It’s really hard to explain.  I could see things inside her…and she was almost gelatinous.  I think she realized her rather unusual (to a human) appearance was distracting me, and morphed into a more human looking being.  Actually, she morphed into Charlize Theron.  Good choice!  She was tall, slim, and blonde and really looked like Charlize.  She let it be known that now is the time.  (When she came through the Ouija Board in 2002…speaking on the behalf of a group…she had said that they wanted to work with me, and that I needed to research them and let them know if I was willing to help.  She had said they were Plejarans i.e. Pleiadians.) It’s time for me to work with her people.  Then all I can remember is that they did medical work on my digestive system (which is awful) and my female system (which, at 50, is having its own annoying issues) like they were trying to get me in better shape for the work I am to do.  I remember saying, “But what about my neck?!” (I’ve had a 24/7 headache and neck pain with nerve damage in my face since severe whiplash on Oct. 1, 1995 that 100+ doctors and healers have not been able to figure out or fix.) For some reason, they didn’t want to work on that.  Hmmm….and that’s the WORST of my issues. :-/ I wish I could recall more of what happened as the event lasted for quite a while and was very intricate, but it’s gone from my memory.  What I will say is that when I woke up this morning, I had to go doo-doo BAD.  Is that TMI?  I barely made it to the bathroom.  Plus, my mouth tasted horribly metallic.  In fact, right now, many hours later, it is still grossly metallic tasting.  I am not enjoying my afternoon coffee because it tastes gross due to the fact my mouth tastes like I’ve been sucking on the fender of a Buick.  Blech.  Not to jinx myself, but my daily digestive woes are seemingly better today.  I hope they did fix that!

We’ll see what happens next.  I have to admit that at one point during the night I had this STRONG feeling that there were extraterrestrials around and had to force myself to look out my car windows.  I was sure, because the feeling was so strong, that I’d see faces looking into my car…and felt scared.  I know, I know.  I channel ETs so why would I be afraid?  But, channeling them is one thing.  Being taken up in a UFO is something else when you don’t know what is going to happen to you.

For those who have a lot of time to kill, I’ve uploaded 204 photos that I took while driving to, at, and driving from Chaco Canyon yesterday and today.  You can view them here:  Abiquiu, Chaco Canyon, and Highway 96 Photos

And here are three Instagram videos I took today while heading home.

Pretty Highway 96:  https://www.instagram.com/p/BXs6_0CHs2T/

Abiquiu Lake:  https://www.instagram.com/p/BXs6ky5nTJV/

Abiquiu Gorgeous View:  https://www.instagram.com/p/BXs9zQiH4Wy/