Starting a YouTube Show

Howdy all!  Since I’m having discipline problems regarding sitting down to write every day like I should be doing, I’m thinking of making my own little VERY low budget (HA HA) metaphysical show on YouTube.  I’ve already got a channel on YouTube that is pretty hodge-podge.  Right now I need to come up with some type of show format, so I do have some thinking and meditating to do.  I already got support for this idea from my Arcturian friends, who showed up in this video I shot in Taos, NM yesterday.

The video came out a little blurry as I don’t have a real video camera and just used my Canon camera that seems to have focused on the background and not me.  Ha!  I wish I could use this pretty scenery all the time, but it’s not easy to shoot decent quality outside with all the noise, etc.  Luckily, I don’t think the people camping nearby noticed extraterrestrials speaking through me. 😉

I lived in Los Angeles for 22+ years altogether an am in SAG-AFTRA (but no…my channeling is NOT acting) and worked behind the scenes in the Entertainment Industry at Sony Pictures, Santa Fe Productions (in Albuquerque), MiraCon Pictures, and on various films.  So, TV/film is a life-long love of mine.  Now, I DO need to write as I have a valid TV show idea and film idea (both metaphysical/spiritual of course) but I know my “issues” and it’s easier for me to start off with getting stuff online.  Hopefully that’ll motivate me to sit down and write the fiction ideas I’ve got.  Well, one of the ideas is based on some things I’ve actually experienced, but would still be fictionalized.

In the video, I mention that I took videos driving around Taos yesterday, so if you have time for really bad quality but kind of amusing videos of me rambling on, here are 3 links to videos of my beloved Taos.

And for those of you who really have time on your hands, here are some pictures from yesterday. Included are pictures of Los Ranchos de Taos, the Rio Grande, Taos, and the historic St. Francis of Assisi Church. New Mexico’s OLD churches are lovely.

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Thank you and stay tuned!

Atheria

Veer off your path and find magic!

Since I’ve got commitment issues and am still not committing to this great apartment with washer/dryer hookups by buying a washer and dryer, I drove to the cheap laundromat I like in Espanola this a.m. to do my laundry.  This laundromat always has friendly people in it (and free coffee!) but today I got to chatting with this nice man who turned out to be a fabulous artist named Walter W. Nelson.  We chatted about various things, including art and writing and living in isolated areas.  He agreed that I effed up when I got shy 20 years ago and turned down Neil Simon’s offer to mentor me as a writer.  (He’s friends with a successful writer and neighbor in Abiquiu.)  But he also said something important to me.  When I mentioned that I’m not sure WHAT to write as I am all over the place with ideas, he said, “Just write.  Don’t try to figure it out.  Just write.”  (I’m paraphrasing.)  We had one of those brief, fateful interactions that are clearly destined…and not accidents.  Walter may not know it, but I think he was used as a messenger/angel today for me.

By the way, I looooove this quote from his writer friend’s bio:  In 1986, Preston piled everything he owned into the back of a Subaru and moved from New York City to Santa Fe to write full time, following the advice of S. J. Perelman that “the dubious privilege of a freelance writer is he’s given the freedom to starve anywhere.”

After lunch, I got the urge to go to El Santurio de Chimayo as I felt the need for spiritual/emotional healing and my 21+ years of constant head/neck pain has been slowly killing me…literally.  On the way to Chimayo, I got the urge (was listening to urges today and it turned out magical) to veer off to go to the Nambe Trading Post I’ve heard about.  As fate would have it, today was day 1 of their opening for the summer season!  The place has fabulous stuff, including movie memorabilia and a real Emmy Award!  As a vegan, some of the dead animal stuff was upsetting, but, it is part of the Native American culture and history, so I dealt with it.  I wanted to buy tons of the things they had for sale, but controlled myself.  Ha!  And, of course, I wanted to steal the Emmy! 😉 The Nambe Trading Post has some great art.

After that, I continued onto my end goal…El Santuario de Chimayo.  But, as I went to turn onto Highway 98 from Highway 503, I saw a sign pointing down further on 503 that mentioned a LAKE.  When I see anything that mentions lakes, I get excited.  So, I decided to go exploring and stay on 503.  It was a very winding and pretty drive and I discovered a tiny town I’d never heard of before named Cundiyo.  I had no cell reception there and asked some locals if I was near a lake…and they kindly gave me directions.  (Everyone I interacted with today was freaking LOVELY!  People waved at me in Chimayo like they do in Taos!)

Finally, I got to Santa Cruz Lake.  I have never heard of Santa Cruz Lake!  It’s wonderful!  There is always more to find in magical New Mexico!  I only stayed for a little while, so the parking attendant didn’t charge me the $5 fee because I told him I just wanted to take some pictures and wouldn’t stay long.  (See what I mean about nice people today?)

Eventually I continued on and found a pretty restaurant called Rancho de Chimayo where they let me wander around and explore even though I wasn’t eating there.  (Nice people yet again!)  I am definitely going to eat there this year.  It has wonderful ambiance and I heard GOOD margaritas!

Finally…but it was a lovely warm, spring-like day…so I wasn’t in a rush…I made it to El Santuario de Chimayo.  I explored more of the areas around the church than usual, and sat inside this chapel just down the block.

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chapel interiorI was alone in Santo Nino de Atocha chapel…and it had GREAT energy of holiness.  There truly is power in places where people go to pray.  It clearly affects the vibration of the place.  I felt reverence.  I felt God.  This chapel was built in 1857.

I got talking to yet another kind man who pointed me toward what looked like a tiny house (I’m obsessed with tiny houses.) but was actually a tiny chapel.  (It’s on my http://www.instagram.com/atheria444 account.  I’m too tired to find it and post it.)  He promised me that if I went inside and shut the door, I’d be filled with peace…that I’d feel God.  And, he was right.  There was a sense of peace inside that tiny building.  But, it was also hot and stuffy so I didn’t stay long.  LOL

I got coffee from a local Chimayo coffee house/art gallery and had a wonderful conversation with my barista/gifted artist.  Yep…..another wonderful interaction with a stranger today.  (There was also a guy driving past me, who, when I looked lost in my car, asked me what I was looking for and helpfully pointed me in the right direction.)

With coffee in hand, I headed to El Santuario.

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I was raised Catholic, but am not Catholic anymore…but do appreciate and love OLD churches.  I have to respect those who TRULY take their religion/faith seriously.  There was a family in fervent prayer.  In small New Mexico towns like Chimayo the people live, breathe, and eat their faith.  And, their reverence for Jesus/God clearly not only shows in their interactions with others, but also affects the energy of the place.  The energy there is FABULOUS.

I did go into the back room this time, where the holy healing dirt is.  I followed directions and rubbed some of it on my damaged neck.  I also asked God for help regarding both physical and emotional healing so that I could accomplish the things my soul came here to do in this incarnation.  Right now the physical pain, which is 24/7 and worsening by the year, sucks too much of my energy.  I struggle just to get through the day.  If I’m supposed to do major spiritual work….I need relief….and I need it now.

I will say that sitting in some of the prayer areas of both the main church, and the other chapel….where people put up photos of loved ones who need prayers (lots of babies)….hits you.  It was a bit overwhelming just how many people are suffering….and how much love there is within families/friends.

When it was time to leave, I got into Ruby (my red Honda Fit) and looked down to see that it was exactly 4:44 p.m.!  As I’ve mentioned before, 444 is a sign that angels are with you!  Perfect timing!

As I was driving home on Highway 503, I tilted my head up a bit to avoid the sun that was directly in my eyes, when suddenly my neck…up at the very top where my skull sits on C1 and I’m convinced my main problem is…snapped/cracked!  It was weird!  Something clearly shifted!  I thought to myself, “Oh my God!  El Santuario de Chimayo is going to fix my neck!”  Now, a few hours later my 21+ years long headache is still here…but…something DOES feel different.  I really do thing something good happened.  I’m trying to control my hope, but I have a little hope after being hopeless for a very long time.  Wouldn’t it be awesome to wake up tomorrow and be out of pain because I rubbed dirt on my neck?!

When I got home, this is what I saw:

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I saw God in the sky.  New Mexico makes you feel and EXPERIENCE God.  I can’t really explain it to those who don’t get it.  But, this land is truly magical.  I may not be happy, in general, and definitely need to find more fulfilling work that doesn’t suck my soul dry…but I’m where I’m meant to be.  My soul knows that Northern NM is where I’m meant to be.  I never was meant to be in Albuquerque.  Northern NM is what I resonate with.  And the people are SO friendly and kind up here!  I want to live where strangers wave at you!

Blessings,

Atheria

 

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