Healing center and caves…

I went with the Goofy Spiritualists Meetup today to take a tour of one of eccentric artist, Ra Paulette’s, caves carved into the Northern New Mexico desert and am so glad I did.  The cave that you can tour is on Origin’s property, which is a lovely healing center.  Just standing on their property I kept tingling…so there IS powerful energy there.  (See my 2013 Taos post about my first time in New Mexico in 1998 where I had a life altering experience  at a hot springs spa in Ojo Caliente.)

 

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Origin in Ojo Caliente, NM

 

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Itty bitty table and chairs at Origin.

The owner of Origin hopes to buy more land that contains 2 more of Ra Paulette’s caves.  You’re not allowed to take photographs inside as they want it to be a spiritual experience, but we all were so chatty it wasn’t exactly meditative.  LOL!  Here’s some external shots.

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At one point, our tour guide played some singing bowls inside the cave and it was magical.  She just gave us a quick sample as Origin does offer actual singing bowl tours.  I would love to live in that cool cave!  My cats would like all the nooks and crannies too…and a decent amount of windows for bird watching.  Ha!  I did sit in one secluded spot and tried to meditate a little, but didn’t get very far.  I could see, though, if I was there alone, it would be a wonderful place to commune with nature and my soul.

I just posted one video and 100 pictures on my Instagram account if you want to see a lot more.  If you see this post a year from now, try searching for #origin or #rapaulette to find the pictures and video.

On another healing note, I met this fabulously vivacious woman named Ginny who was also called to Taos (back in the Dennis Hopper heyday of 1969) who does a specific form of Qigong in Santa Fe now.  I may go see her as she was very inspirational.  She is a cancer survivor and has witnessed the magic of Qigong.  I’ve had a feeling for a while that the 100s of MDs, healers, chiros, etc. that I’ve gone to who have not been able to help my 21+ year long headache and neck pain was a lesson to me that I need to heal myself and stop looking to others to heal me.  Ginny agreed.  Going to her would not be me looking to her to heal me.  She’d teach me how to do energy work on myself to heal myself.  She’s simply a teacher.

Ginny, my friend, Sy, and I got talking about how NOT living your purpose or hating what you do for work literally can kill you.  Sy told me this woman custodian where she works was diagnosed with deadly pancreatic cancer.  She quit her job she didn’t like and moved to Washington State where…2 years later she’s happier and still alive!  When Ginny brought up the need to write to get things out that are inside and I mentioned that there’s a writer in me screaming to be set free (told the Neil Simon story), this other gal listening in said to me, “I can tell just from how you talk that you’d be a great writer.”  I then blabbered on about a TV show idea I have, etc. and Ginny said, “Do you know how much you LIGHT UP when you talk about writing?”  That was eye opening for me.  I’ve not been lit up about anything in eons.  My light has been dimmed.

Here are some cool signs in the parking lot of Origin.  It was hard to choose, but I parked in front of “Park here if you desire to return to your origin.”img_20170305_142225_396img_20170305_142453_101

 

Sweat Lodge in Albuquerque

I went to my first ever sweat lodge ceremony today in the South Valley (in Albuquerque, New Mexico) led by a LOVELY soul named Patricio.  When I lived in Albuquerque, I had gone to a kiva ceremony at his place that was great a couple of years ago.  The kiva is 4 feet underground and 2 feet above ground…but is a totally separate structure than the sweat lodge.  The sweat lodge is much smaller and not below the surface of the Earth.  Before going into the sweat lodge, Patricio talked to us in the kiva and told us what to expect.  After he said that his goal was to make us as uncomfortable as possible without killing us, a woman left.  LOL!  We did talk about the horrible incident in Sedona where a “spiritual leader” showed gross negligence during a sweat lodge event and 3 people died.  Today’s sweat was scheduled for 3 hours, but didn’t last the full 3, and the ceremony was divided up into 4 segments, with breaks in-between where we went outside to cool down.  I brought in bottled water, which I learned 3/4 the way through was kind of a no-no according to purists.  (Patricio didn’t mind.)

I do have to say, that if you have claustrophobia issues…and can’t handle humid heat…you may want to rethink doing a sweat lodge.  That being said, even with my blood sugar issues, I did fine.  I will admit to sitting near the door though.  Ha!  Just in case I needed to escape…but, I never felt the urge to run out.  I’ve taken Bikram Yoga classes before, so I’ll compare it to that.  Picture a Bikram HOT yoga class but it being done in a low ceilinged adobe hut where it’s 3 times hotter…and pitch black so that you can’t see anything. 🙂

Patricio mentioned that when he went to a Lakota sweat years ago, it was so hot, the water that dropped down onto him from the ceiling literally caused skin blisters…so I feel very lucky he took it easier on us today!

I’ve had horrible edema for some menopausal reason this past week, so I’m hoping the gallons of sweat today released some of the trapped water in my stomach and legs/feet!  I will admit that it was hard to keep my mind focused on the numerous toning sessions, prayers sessions, verbalized intentions, Native American spiritual songs, etc. while in the sweat lodge.  My mind kept going to, “When is the next break?  When are we done?  Can you last for the entire ceremony and not be a wimp?”  In defense of myself, this was my first sweat. 🙂 Hopefully, with successive sweats, I’ll be able to go deeper than, “When can I get air?”  I did try to focus on my 3rd eye and going within…but I am easily distracted.

Since, because of my Federal Government day job, I can’t do things like Peyote and Ayahuasca, I need to do what I can that’s acceptable to achieve altered states of consciousness.  (I don’t like barfing anyway and know that Peyote makes you vomit.)

This is me after surviving 300 humid degrees. 🙂 Yes…I have no make-up on needless to say!

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I am very drawn to Native American spirituality and spiritual practices, in addition to my Tibetan leanings.  I’m very glad I went today, and do urge others to look to experience FIRST HAND spiritual experiences vs. just going to church and listening to other humans talk about what you should and shouldn’t believe and do.  Personal experience and KNOWING the truth is SO much more important than just believing what some other guy/gal tells you.  It does take effort, though, and is not for the lazy.

Aho,

Atheria

I suspect my new guide is a teleplay/screenplay writer.

northernexposureI need to start this post by saying that I think “Northern Exposure” was the best TV show EVER.  I mean, right up there with “MASH” and “The West Wing” kind of ever!  I have never recovered from “Northern Exposure” (NE) going off the air in 1995.  Years later I wrote to Joshua Brand and John Falsey begging them to somehow bring the show back on the air.  NE was quirky and weird and deep and spiritual and silly and CREATIVE.  I discovered Enya because of the show.  At the end of one episode, this otherworldly music started playing that filled me with chills and made me cry, “What is that heavenly music?!”  (It was Enya’s Caribbean Blue.  Click the link for breathtaking footage set to the song that will make you feel God.)

I’ve had this vague TV show idea in the back of my head for a while based on my beloved Taos, New Mexico.  In some ways, Taos reminds me of the fictitious town of Cicely, Alaska featured in NE.  Well, I got some notifications today from YouTube regarding replies people posted after a comment I made on a NE scene many months ago.  It triggered some back and forth chatting, and suddenly, WHACK!  I started tingling as someone in spirit moved into my energy field to tell me, “Write the show!”  I didn’t realize just how much NE had affected other people like it had affected me years ago.  But, it did.  There’s a whole contingent of people hungry for entertaining and inspirational programming.  Quality…and I stress QUALITY…films and TV shows can really make a difference in people’s lives.  Certain films have changed my life forever due to their power.

I’m suspecting that I’m in the middle of nowhere for a reason.  I can’t even get regular TV reception here.  I have Netflix and Amazon for one month for free because of my SAG-AFTRA membership (via my Roku TV) but I just decided that as much as I’m enjoying “Orange is the New Black” and “Goliath” I will not subscribe to these streaming TV services.  It’s far too easy to get home from work and plop in front of the TV for hours accomplishing nothing.  I need to have nothing to do so that I can go within and create.  I need to have no distractions.  (Of course, with active cats, there will be some distractions….haha)  I need to CREATE television, not watch it.  And yes, I apologize to my fellow TV writers/producers out there.  This is just temporary. 🙂 Once I can quit my day job and focus only on writing/producing, I’ll have more free time…in theory…to watch others’ creativity on screen.

Long ago I heard this theory about New Mexico that I do feel could be true.  Someone told me that New Mexico is where people come to heal…mostly emotionally and at a soul level…but sometimes physically too.  The desolation here, the lack of glitzy distractions, the wide open space–seriously, you can see for a hundred miles–and the lack of people (the entire state of New Mexico, with its 121,697 square miles of land, only has 2.09 million people as of 2015) forces one to go within…to not look outside for who they are, but to explore the inner workings of their being.  It may not be an accident that I ended up on pueblo land with no real TV and not much to do other than my nightly yoga.  If I was back in Los Angeles, I could VERY easily distract myself with things to waste time and never accomplish a damn thing.  Of course, this WILL take discipline.  It’ll also take studying since I don’t know how to write a teleplay in the proper format, etc.  I do know I’m really, really good with dialogue.  I’m quite confident regarding that.  I just get lost in the plot part.  HA!

I do suspect that the new guide a fellow psychic mentioned was coming soon is a writer guide.  I have attracted writers in spirit before, like the awesome Henry Miller.  I will never forgive myself for being too shy years ago to take wonderful Neil Simon up on his offer of mentorship.  UGH!  I can be a moron!

If I can mesh my love of writing with TV/film (I have a metaphysical film idea too but it’s got a major plot problem.) and spirituality/metaphysics, that would be freaking fabulous!  I’d finally be doing what I’m supposed to be doing on this planet!  I can’t help but think of J.K. Rowling’s story where she was a single mother not knowing how she’d support herself and her kids when the entire first “Harry Potter” book just popped into her head.  Um…hello!  Divine intervention!  She channeled the book, for lack of another way to say it.  And I think things turned out pretty darn well for her! 🙂

Well, it’s late and I’m tired, so I need to sign off.  But, I think I’m onto something.  I am in Tamalewood after all!

In light,

Atheria

Time for a new spirit guide!

Finally I have an excuse for my fucked up life!  It’s my spirit guide’s fault!  HAHAHAHA!  How’s that for a start for this post? 😉 (If there is nothing else to be gleamed from my existence, I do hope to get people to realize that someone with a spiritual gift CAN curse like a truck driver!)

I think I mentioned in a prior post how I “accidentally” ended up at the “wrong” MeetUp group weeks ago.  I thought I was meeting people in an astrology group but the meeting had been canceled and I didn’t get the notification, so I showed up at Tribes Coffee House and walked up to a long table full of people from GOOFY SPIRITUALIST IN ACTION and instantly knew I belonged! 🙂

Anyway, after trance channeling my fairy, Lisette, during that first meeting…I was accepted and joined the group.  (I mean, how can a group named GOOFY not accept me when I contort around in public channeling a fairy?!)  Today that MeetUp group met out a member’s home on beautiful land between Santa Fe and Pecos to do vision boarding and to commune in general.  As fate would  have it, 2 lovely men who were working on Tena’s house were there and we ended up conducing a LOVELY ceremony to honor Mother Gaia since one of the men was from Guatemala (with that type of spirituality) and one was half Cuban/half Native American (with that NA spirituality).  When I lived in the Portland, OR area I got involved with a Peruvian shamanistic group a bit, and what we did today reminded me of that.

Here’s a little Instagram video of the area and great people from today:  https://www.instagram.com/p/BQZGELTDfTa/

Side note:  The MOMENT I drove onto Tena’s land, I started tingling.  She said that a lot of Native American battles and some Civil War stuff happened there….but…..I didn’t feel anything negative.  The energy there was STRONG….and I got contacted by a powerful Native American Chief, but it felt good, actually.

This post is all over the place…..sorry!

During today’s lovely gathering, Pepper J. Freye gave me a mini reading, which explained A LOT.  I can’t recall everything she said, but the main parts were that (1) I am very full of light and that my energy/light affects people around me (2) that the reason I’m at the conservative/very left brained/logical job I’m at is because I’m SO different/quirky/lively…so as to shift the energy of the place and that they will not be able to figure me out…that my intelligence and uniqueness will make them curious (3) I’m supposed to be working where I my day job is right now (4) that it’s very likely I’ll end up being a “middle man” between ETs and humans at my day job and elsewhere — not sure she even knew I trance channel ETs when she said that — (5) that I’m ready for an “overlay” as I’ve finished my soul’s work already…ahead of schedule…and that’s why I’m so damn bored and feel like I’m rotting (6) my Council is scrambling to find me a new main guide because…I know as much as my current guide knows! (7) there are2-3 current new guide candidates and (8) that I need to VERBALIZE what direction I want my life to take because, yes, I’m about to start on a new path (yesterday’s eclipse has something to do with it) but that due to non-interference issues, our unseen friends are not allowed to tap into our thoughts like I assumed they could, and need to hear us SAY OUT LOUD what we want to do.  Of course, at that point, I looked up at the sky and yelled, “I want Shirley MacLaine’s life!”  (Seriously…I want a happier version of her life {she’s had some crappy stuff happen}…being both in the Entertainment Industry and having a home in Malibu AND 2, at one point….sold her 8,000 acre Abiquiu ranch, in the Santa Fe area…and exploring all the spiritual and metaphysical stuff she’s been able to explore while meeting the wonderful teachers she’s been able to meet.  She has had my dream life, acting awards, authoring books, Dalai Lama and all.  (Have I mentioned I’m a writer screaming to be set free?  Oh, I’m also a SAG-AFTRA actor.)

I feel so much better knowing that I feel BORED OUT OF MY MIND and that my life is being wasted for a reason!  I need a new guide!  It’s all his fault!  LOL!  No, it’s not all his fault.  I DO truly appreciate him.  I’ve not been an easy pupil by ANY stretch of the imagination.  I’m sure I’ve been a grand test of his patience.  I do trust that my Council (there are 7….main guide, and 6 others) will find me a very patient yet stern new main guide.  I am dense, and need someone with a strong will.  Heck, Latho hits me in the head with a book when I mess up!  (Latho is one of my guides but he’s not the main one.)

On a different, yet not different, note…I got the urge to drive up to Taos yesterday and as fate would have it, an eclipse/full moon healing event was happening at my friend’s great store, OptiMysm last evening that I didn’t even know about.  (I love when you “coincidentally” end up at the right place at the right time.)  I canceled some bowling plans — of course — so I could stay and take part.  It was a powerful and really nice healing circle.  When some people were working on me (we took turns) I felt definite stuff happening and today my chronic pain is a bit lower.  And when I was working on other people, without expecting it or trying, I picked up accurate psychic information they needed to hear.

AND…while doing laundry in Espanola today and thinking about how, as much as I’m not really happy right now in general, I know in my gut I’m where I need to be here in Northern New Mexico…I got ANOTHER 1111.  I’ve been getting tons of 1111s lately!  So, I have to trust that all is going according to plan.  I have major trust issues, but spirit is being increasingly obvious.  So…I’ll speak out loud what I want/need and trust that my life will become not a total waste of incarnation. 🙂

In Light,

Atheria

 

Conversations with Grandmother

I decided to try to talk to Grandmother Taos Mountain…and this happened.

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Atheria:  Grandmother Mountain, what do you want from me?

Grandmother:  I want what is best for you.

A:  What’s best for me?

G:  Inner peace and fulfilment along with the full expression of your true self.

A:  What does that entail?  Can you elaborate?

G:  You are meant to be a free soul…freed from the confines of what society tells you who you should be.  You have come here at this time in the planet’s history to not only be a light bearer, but also a warrior for the light.  You ARE a warrior for truth.

A:  If I’m a warrior for the light, how do I pay the bills?  How do I earn a living?

G:  Trust that money will flow to you that meets your true needs…not what you THINK you need.

A:  Well, that is freaking scary!

G:  Fear is from the dark.

A:  That’s easy for you to say.  You aren’t down here living in the 3D/material world where rent needs to be paid and food needs to be purchased…not to mention vet bills.

G:  Know that you will be provided for…and you will be.  Spirit will not abandon you if you commit yourself to being what you’re meant to be.

A:  Hmmmm….

A:  What is it about Taos (besides you being there) that makes me resonate with the place so much?

G:  Not only have you lived in this area in prior human lives, but your personal vibration meshes with the ley lines that cross through the Taos area and create a pulse of energy.  As everyone vibrates energetically at a certain tone, the music that is Taos resonates with your soul’s song.

A:  Well that is beautiful!

G:  The cliché, “Beauty comes from within…not without” has its origin in truth.

A:  I’m feeling rather “Conversations with God” about this conversation. 🙂 I know Neale just sat down with pen and paper and asked questions and allowed himself to hear the answers.

G:  I will let you call this “Conversations with Grandmother”.

A:  Does that mean this will be an ongoing thing?

G:  Yes it does…should you choose it.  Your cooperation is needed, and you’ve not been the most cooperative child.

A:  Who are you calling child?!

G:  If the shoe fits.

A:  Pffffffffffffffft!

G:  I rest my case.

A:  Okay, that did make me laugh.

G:  Humor is quite healing.

A:  I need a lot of healing.  I’m so tired of 21+ years of increasingly bad head and neck pain. 😦 Would you suggest I go down to Brazil and see John of God?

G:  You do not need to travel that far to be healed, although he IS a worker for the divine.  If it will be too much of a hardship to fly down to Brazil and make your way to Abadiânia, we (yes…we are actually a Council of Grandmothers, not singular, although we speak as one united voice) suggest you travel within for healing.  As within, so without.  You have the power to heal yourself that you have continuously given away to others.

A:  I’ve tried to heal myself, really, but I just don’t know what I’m doing.

G:  Take the image the dolphin gave you telepathically in Hawaii and focus on it both in your third eye and also see it at the base of your skull and middle of neck.  The image of the triangle within a triangle with a sideways oval within an oval over the top point of the triangle is infused with Taos’ energy.  You did notice a while back that the town emblem looks very much like what the dolphin sent you with the words, “This will heal you.”  Also, it needs to be noted that not speaking your truth negatively impacts your neck via the throat chakra.

A:  Yes, I did notice that and blogged about it earlier.  It kind of freaked me out a bit when I had the “Ah ha!” moment.

town_of_taos_largeG:  Why “freak out” when you’ve been given a blessing?  We’d think you’d be proud and happy.

A:  Well, I thought it was downright cool, but sometimes it gets overwhelming when I realize just how planned out and guided things are by my unseen friends.  I’m a control freak and having to accept that I’m not totally in charge and that there are indeed wheels turning behind the scenes fills me with both awe and insecurity.

G:  The idea of control comes from the ego.  Let go of your need to control everything.  It does not serve you.  Trust that you ARE being guided in a way that will lead to your highest good and greatest growth.

A:  I’ll try.

G:  Either do or do not do.  There is no try.  Didn’t someone once say that? 😉

A:  You’re starting to get aggravating.

G:  Tough love.

A:  I’m tempted to stick my tongue out again but won’t.

G:  Good.  You’re growing already.

A:  Well, I’ve got some stuff to do, so I need to take off.  And, it’s Super Bowl Sunday!

G:  I love you and look forward to continuing this dialogue.  Take care, sweet child.

A:  I’m 50!

G:  If you knew my age, well, let’s just say your head would explode.  50 is just the tip of existence.

A:  Thank you.  And thank you for the quality job that brought me back to New Mexico for the 3rd time.  I do appreciate it even though it’s not work that calls to my soul.  At least I don’t have to worry about money and health insurance right now, etc.

G:  You’re welcome.  See?  I can meet you half way.  But, the job was just a way to get you back here.

A:  I appreciate it…really…

G:  Blessings to you. ~ Grandmother (Taos) Mountain and the Council of 7.

You got the pearls!

pearlsYears ago in Los Angeles I went for a reading (because we psychics can’t read ourselves…annoyingly…and I wasn’t totally aware of just how weird my life was going to get back then — hadn’t started channeling yet) with medium Eddie Cabral and it turned out to be a very interesting session.  Amongst the many interesting things he told me that hour, he brought through the spirit of my brother.  Now, that wouldn’t be shocking except for the fact that I didn’t have a brother who died…or so I thought.  As I was sitting there listening to what Eddie was saying, all I could think of at first was that there was just me and my younger sister as siblings.  All of a sudden, though, I had this AH HA moment where I remembered that after my sister was born, mom did get pregnant again…but had a miscarriage that was pretty bad.  (Well, all miscarriages are bad.)  Mom had wanted to have 4 kids, but after the miscarriage and complications…opted to stop at the 2 daughters she had.  (Eerily, years later during a surgery mom was undergoing, doctors found what they called a “hairy tooth” inside her that they suspected was the twin of the other baby she lost…although that was never totally proven.)  So Eddie was passing along messages from the pregnancy mom lost.  The baby would have been a boy had its soul not had to leave early for some reason.

To get back to what Eddie was bringing through, the spirit of my brother exclaimed…somewhat jealously, “You got the pearls!  You got the pearls!”  I was like, “What pearls?”  Clearly he felt that HE was meant to get the pearls had he been born.  Eddie and I realized that this spirit did not mean literal pearls.  The pearls were symbolic meaning a special spiritual gift.  I just found this information when I Googled pearl symbolism.  http://www.allaboutheaven.org/symbols/496/123/pearl

Now, many years later, I am feeling a stronger and stronger pull to do more important work than the office work that has been my main livelihood for decades.  I’ve been highly underutilizing my pearls.  I’m actually going to meditate like I should have been doing regularly long ago as I look for clarity and direction from spirit.  Maybe my brother on the Other Side can help.  This story I shared goes to show you that even when a spirit doesn’t make it to physical birth…or if it passes quickly after being born…it continues to live on and grow up on the Other Side.

On another note, I blogged recently about how I have been having things happen here in my new apartment that have led me to believe there is some kind of vortex in the kitchen or, at the very least, that it’s haunted.  Last night there were more noises in the kitchen and then my necklaces that are hanging on hooks on my bedroom closet door suddenly all were strongly shaking around loudly in the wee hours of the morning.  Now, Bleu MIGHT have caused the necklaces to shake around if he quickly pushed open the door…but I didn’t catch him in the act.  But, while brushing my teeth this morning in the bathroom, I turned toward the door and clearly saw a ball of light…low to the floor…go in front of the bathroom door from the living room into the bedroom!  I’ve been telling Bodhi and Karma (2 of my cats that passed away years ago) how much I miss them lately, so my friends and I are wondering if it was one of my fur babies in spirit stopping by.  I sure hope so.

In light,

Atheria

Sign of death and being where you’re meant to be

When the thought popped into my head days ago that I should make a Will at age 50, I dismissed it as “nothing but a random thought”.  You’d think I would have learned by now that things that just pop into your head out-of-the-blue actually are messages from spirit.  Now, I don’t know that I’m dying soon for SURE, but I never felt I’d live very long.  I recall thinking I wouldn’t make it to 30.

A couple of days after the making a Last Will and Testament thought, I had a VERY eerie/scary dream.  I don’t recall all of it now, but the important parts were that I saw myself as a naked and dead as this guy was having sex with my lifeless body.  (Didn’t want to even mention that part…but…it seems to be important.)  I was above the scene watching it.  When he turned to look up at me after sensing me witnessing what was going on, he was a demon.  (A few days before this dream, a fellow psychic friend in CA sent me an email asking if I’d just sent her an email with the subject line “Angels and Demons” or something.  She was on her tablet when this flash of an incoming email popped up on her screen.  When she finished what she was doing and went to go look at the supposed email from me…nothing was there.) Then the next part of the dream was seemingly very different.  I was in my house/apartment (in dreams…when I’m in some type of structure like a house it usually means it’s an astral event and not just a regular dream) when this big brown rabbit frantically runs into my house like it was trying to hide from something.  It was followed by a black shaggy dog with an injured hind leg.  Out of curiosity I looked up the meaning of rabbits and dogs and dreams and found this information.

Rabbits seem to be a good omen:

http://astrologyanswers.com/dream-interpretation/dream-dictionary/rabbit/

But, black dogs…especially injured black dogs…can mean death:

http://sleepculture.com/dog-dream-interpretation-meaning/

“An injured dog in a dream suggests that you pay closer attention to yourself and your health or remove yourself from a situation in which you could be hurt.  Black dogs symbolize depression or death, since in many world mythologies, the dog is a guardian of the gates of death or a messenger or guide to the Other Side.”

Some other websites that had black dog meanings…especially injured ones…were a bit more blunt and definitely pointed towards death.

Some friends have said that the death may not be literal but symbolic, that there is a part of me that is about to die as I birth a new chapter.  Hopefully, that’s what it all means…but…my life hasn’t been super great, and living in constant awful pain, I’m ready to go if it’s my time.

That being said (sorry to be a downer), something happened yesterday that I want to mention in order to give others proof that there IS a plan even when we feel totally lost — I’ve felt like I’m 100% rotting lately and that my entire life has been, and is being, wasted.

A week or two ago I signed up for an astrology Meetup group’s gathering at a coffee house in Santa Fe set for yesterday.  When I showed up at 3 p.m. I saw a good sized group and recognized two of the women, so I walked over.  Then I found out that no, my group’s meeting had been canceled (that’ll teach me not to verify on Meetup.com that a meeting is still on) and that they were the newly formed Goofy Spiritualist in Action group.  Loved the name instantly and told them that yes, I’m goofy!  LOL!  They invited me to join them and it ended up being a GREAT group of fun people who want to do a whole bunch of different type spiritual related things.

Now, keep in mind that I was not supposed to come to this meeting.  I showed up by “accident”.

Not long after joining the group, when they were going around the table having people introduce themselves and explain what drew them to join the group, I started noticing my heart starting to race, and someone in spirit trying to force their way in.  I mentioned that I felt like I was about to go into trance and would hold the energy back.  But, they were all very receptive.  I did hold the energy back for a while, but then it got stronger.  I knew it was Lisette, my fairy.  Yes, fairies are real.  I never believed in them until I met her in 2002.  She is a fun, happy,  joyful spirit to channel.  She usually shows up when the mood needs to be lightened.

So, I ended up doing a brief channeled session right in the middle of Tribes Coffee of Lisette, my fairy guide.  It was SO Santa Fe that I’m shaking and gasping and having a different voice come through quite loudly and NO ONE even looked up from their coffee and conversations at the other tables!  LOL!  It didn’t phase them at all!  Ha Ha!  I am truly meant to be here.  (Interestingly, a few people mentioned how much they don’t like Albuquerque’s energy at all and can’t wait to get out of the city when they need to go there…where I lived the 2 prior times I’ve lived in NM.  I was talking to one woman in Taos years ago who DREADED having to go to Albuquerque when she was forced to go to the airport.)  Lisette wanted to come through because she was thrilled with the whole concept of this new upbeat spiritual group.  She was cheering us on.  I don’t remember most of what she said, but supposedly someone is going to type up a synopsis for us.  I do recall her saying that sometimes people are SO serious about spiritual growth that it actually hinders their growth.

Toward the end of the gathering, I got talking to a lovely woman who…not only gave me a needed hug…but also turned out to be the Acquisitions Editor for a book publisher.  As you know, I am intrinsically a writer and have been one since I was a kid.  All over my natal chart there are signs pointing toward me being a writer.  I’ve had a TV show idea and the beginnings of a film idea in my head for eons.  But, I do think I need to focus on book writing as that seems “easier”.  All that formatting and such that’s needed for screenplays seems overwhelming.  Besides, a book can always be adapted and become a screenplay.  I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I was told years ago a reputable source that Hollywood respects book authors more than people who market themselves strictly as screenwriters.  Hopefully that’s not true, but it’s what I was told…since I’ve known very gifted screenwriters.  Anyway, I am going to keep in touch with the woman I met as she sent me a lovely email of support.  I already know that ending up at the meeting yesterday was NOT an accident because I really need to meet more fun, like-minded people as I’ve felt so alone and isolated…and…I’m getting the feeling a door may have opened regarding these books I’ve started and never finished.  At the very least I need to do something with channeled writing that I started many years ago.

Fate is real.  Destiny is real.  There IS a plan for our lives and we should trust that…even when we feel 100% lost.  We’re never REALLY lost.  We’re just taking the scenic route on our path through life instead of the more direct route.  Personally, I need to try to enjoy the scenery more than I have up till now.

In Light,

Atheria