What time is it?

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(Yes, I have a cat clock.  Are you surprised?  LOL)

Okay, something weird has started happening that is a new weird thing.  There is a task I have to do at work on a daily basis that I usually start around 4:30 p.m.  It’s time sensitive, so I do note the time ongoing-ly during the daily procedure.  On Thursday, I glanced at my watch and CLEARLY saw that it said 4:46 p.m.  I continued on my rounds and went back to my office.  Once back in my office, I glanced at my wall clock and saw that it said 4:40 p.m.  I thought the battery had gone bad in the clock and glanced at my watch.  But my watch also said 4:40 p.m.  I thought to myself, “Okay, Atheria, you’re just tired.” and wrote it off as “nothing”.

But the same thing happened yesterday, Saturday!  I glanced at the time, and looked later, to see that the time was EARLIER!  I’m a horrible clock watcher and should probably let that go, but I do what I do.  Now, I’m not talking about an hour or something of a difference.  It seems to be about 5 minutes, give or take…keeping in mind that there are also minutes that lapse between me glancing at the time.  Whenever it is that I glance, the difference is about 5 minutes but there may have been 10 minutes in between when I looked.  Somehow I’m going forward or backward in time!  I’m going to be paranoid today and look long and hard when I do check the time to make sure I’m not going blind or something.  😉

Does anyone have an idea what this could be?  The first instance happened in Los Alamos but yesterday occurred in Santa Fe.  Maybe I’m slipping into another dimension momentarily?  I’m intrigued.

They say there is no such thing as time!  LOL

Questioning-ly yours,

Atheria

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Ghost Hunting at the St. James Hotel

IMG_2619I have wanted to stay at the infamously haunted St. James Hotel in Cimarron, NM for a long time and finally took this beautiful autumn weekend to do so.  And with 26 deaths as part of its history, it did not let me down!

When you step inside the original part of the hotel (there is a new annex next door for those who like more modern rooms) it’s like you are stepping back into the 1800s.  It is very cool.  The only thing I didn’t love as the vegan I am, was all the dead animals on the walls everywhere.  That was hard to deal with.  But, it is also “authentic” for the era.  Before I even went inside the hotel, I could feel STRONG spirit energy outside it.  I kept feeling like I was being watched from the windows.  I fully expected a ghost face to appear!

Soon after checking in on Saturday, while standing in the 2nd floor hallway talking to 3 people who were sitting in the notoriously haunted poker room (where T.J. Wright got shot) about ghosts, I felt this clear as day tap on the top of my head and then I was filled with intense tingling throughout my body.  The older woman of the 3 people had stayed at the hotel 6-7 times and each time had something happen…from harmless things to concerning things.  The concerning thing was that she blacked out and found herself at the scary staircase about to fall down the stairs when she woke up just in time.  I  had commented that from the moment I climbed the stairs, I had this overwhelming fear of falling or being thrown down the stairs and made sure to hold onto the handrail.  They said they felt that also.

Another weird thing that I experienced, which they had also noticed, is that when you’re walking along the halls upstairs, you have a really hard time keeping your balance.  You feel yourself leaning and feel somewhat cockamamie.  Granted, the hotel is OLD so there is some floors that are warped a bit, but it was more dramatic of a feeling than that.

Here are tons of photos that I took of the hotel…some taken immediately upon my arrival in the afternoon on Saturday, and some taken Saturday night while I hoped to capture something on camera.  I took a few shots of this dining room mirror because another guest had caught a very clear cowboy ghost face in it recently.  I didn’t get anything there when I tried though.  What I did get on camera occurred in the poker room!

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I didn’t notice anything at first when I snapped this nighttime shot of the poker room, but when I reviewed it via my Canon camera’s screen and zoomed in on the window, I saw a man in the left side of the window really clearly…from the top of head to about mid torso…and then noticed a possible dark glasses wearing male face on the right side of the window.  Here’s the full image first.

IMG_2691Here is a cropped close up of the window.

Ghosts in WindowThe annoying thing is that here on the Web the images don’t show up as well.  On my camera they were easily visible.  Here I’ve outlined their faces.  The one on the left where more of him can be seen seems to be bundled up in a coat with possible scarf, like he’s cold.

Ghosts in Window - Faces OutlinedIf you stand back a bit it’s easier to make out the 2 ghosts.

I stayed in room #22 and around 1:30 a.m. I heard slow moving footsteps in the hallway as the floorboards creaked noticeably.  Then I heard 2 distinct and somewhat calm knocks on a door.  As I laid in my bed getting scared, I was saying to myself, “Please let that be someone coming back to their room late.  Please let a room door get opened by their traveling partner to let them inside.  Please let this not be a ghost.”  LOL!  When I didn’t hear any room door open and close (because the doors are old, they do not open or close quietly) I got really scared!  Granted, I trance channel ETs and fairies, but as intrigued as I am by ghosts, they scare me. 😉 So, I started praying with my heart racing, “Please don’t knock on my door.  Please don’t knock on my door!”  Luckily, my door did not get knocked on.  I mean, what should I have done?  Answered it and said hello?  LOL

The next morning I asked the only other people staying in a room on my wing if they had come in around 1:30 a.m. and they said nope, that they’d been in their room since much earlier…sound asleep.  They didn’t hear the footsteps or knocks.  I ran into the 3 people from earlier (poker room people) and the older woman said she heard creaking footsteps in her hallway during the night with 2 gentle but distinct knocks like I heard.  She said she heard lots of what sounded like cowboy boot wearing footsteps all night long, actually.

I then met this other really nice couple who got fabulous EVPs on tape!  I don’t know why it didn’t even dawn on me to try to get EVPs!  What an amateur ghost hunter I am!  (I quickly tried later in the poker room but the maid service person was making too much noise.  That being said, an odd thing did happen where while I sat there with my eyes closed, both eyes rapidly went side to side and I couldn’t stop them.)  They said they would send them to the hotel to put in its website, so I hope they do.  They got their spirit voices on tape while in the poker room.  The husband brought a toy gun into the room and put it on the table trying to trigger the spirits.  It worked.  One voice is heard asking, “What caliber?”  Another one warned them with something like, “You shouldn’t do that.”  I didn’t get to actually hear the recordings, so I’m anxious to hear!  The wife said that one time when they were staying in Mary’s room (lots happens in that room) she was putting on her make-up when a ghost lifted up her hair dramatically.  She was so freaked out, she ran out of the room with only half of her face done.  HA HA!

I was talking to this one hotel employee who told me his co-worker was redoing one of the rooms (they are renovating the hotel) when the plastic tarp he’d put down suddenly moved away from him.  He just thought his foot had caused it to move and went back to painting the baseboards.  But then the plastic started moving again and when he turned around, he witnessed the plastic UPRIGHT in the air like someone was holding it and pulling it away from him!  He’s so nervous now, whenever he has to do work in any room, he says something out loud first like, “Okay, Annie (Oakley), I need to work on your room.  Please leave me alone.”  Hehehe…

T.J. Wright’s room #18 is SO strongly haunted they won’t even rent the room out and keep it locked…intact from what it was like over a hundred years ago.  People leave T.J. shots of whiskey on top of the door, and an employee said that anyone who dared to take the whiskey would be super stupid.  They let the whiskey gradually disappear/evaporate.  Here is T.J.’s door.  See the 2 shot glasses on top?

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I will definitely go back to the St. James.  It is super cool.  Next time I’ll try to catch some EVPs on tape though!

ST. JAMES HOTEL VIDEO

ST. JAMES HOTEL FOUNTAIN VIDEO

If you are bored and have time to look at some other photos, here are shots of Cimarron and also of the Taos area while driving to Cimarron…along with some Instagram videos of the pretty drive.  I came upon lots of deer.

TAOS, EAGLE NEST LAKE, CIMARRON, & CHURCH NEAR SANTA FE

DEER VIDEO – You “shouldn’t” need to have an Instagram account to view.

CIMARRON CANYON DRIVING VIDEO 1

CIMARRON CANYON DRIVING VIDEO 2

I do have to say that when I got near the Philmont Scout Ranch in Cimarron, the energy was really creepy weird.  I didn’t like it at all even though it was a pretty area.  It felt covert like the Los Alamos area feels like to me.  I mentioned that to someone else, and she totally agreed and had noticed it too.  For one thing, there are big wire fences for miles and miles with threatening “Do Not Trespass” signs.  And, there was this suspicious window-less building that had this huge door on one end.  There were some other suspicious looking buildings too.  It reminded me of some secret government area…but I also suspect the Boy Scouts of something.  I know the people who run the place got in trouble a few years ago after some boys accused them of abuse.

Ghost hunting-ly yours,

Atheria

 

 

My fairy friend, Lisette…

20171006_142023~2Lisette, my fairy friend who introduced herself to me in 2002, “sent” me this picture of her on a postcard.  The yellow area is discolored from the frame I had this picture in, darn it.  How she sent me her picture was kind of funny.  Years ago in Los Angeles, I had a knock on my apartment door.  One of my neighbors was there and told me that he’d been out and about that day, and when he saw this postcard, he just had this really strong urge to get it and give it to me…but didn’t know why.  I just laughed.  At the time, Lisette was relatively new in my life and kept trying to get my attention.  Well, this worked. 🙂

I started feeling her around this afternoon after quite a long time of not even a peep from her.  I thought she might want me to channel her…and she did.  I just love  her light and bright energy, although she was a bit more serious than normal today.  She does often have a very fun sense of humor.  When she mentions “the Land of Éire” she means Ireland.  I had never heard it said like that before and love when stuff comes out while channeling that I don’t even know and have to Google!  (And notice that Chakra just had to make a video appearance.  I’m surprised Bleu didn’t get into frame too!)

Suaimhneas (SOO-iv-nass) – peace, tranquility, quietness, rest, calm comfort

Atheria and Lisette

P.S. This has nothing to do with Lisette, but something cool just happened when I pulled a tarot card regarding a job I’m up for that has been feeling really good gut-wise.  You can see it here:  https://www.instagram.com/p/BZ7JGD1n0p3/

Messages from Pets in Spirit – Pippin’s Story

20170924_112724Previously I’ve blogged about how my 2 cats, Karma and Bodhi, (who I miss every single day 4 and 5 years later) have found ways to get through to me…going so far as to DEMATERIALIZE cat treats (not kidding) on their altar.  I’ve heard lots of other stories from strangers and friends about how their pets have found ways to break through the veil and let them know they are also spiritual beings and that they will be waiting for us on the Other Side when it’s our time to cross over.  One such event happened to me today as a message for a friend who lost his beloved 7 year old dog named Pippin unexpectedly.

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Before going to my astrology group, I decided to venture off in Santa Fe and walk around the wonderful art filled Canyon Road area.  I didn’t have lots of extra time, so I kind of did a fast tour around.  (By the way…there are fabulous artists in Santa Fe and it’s the 3rd largest art market in the USA.)  Just as I was running out of time and needed to head back to my car, I glanced over to see the above sign for Pippin Contemporary Gallery.  I got an instant spirit smack and knew that it was a message from Pippin for his human daddy.  I emailed the picture and my feeling about it to my friend, and he said that he’s felt Pippin around him in spirit today…and that this “coincidence” confirmed that fact.

CoincidenceI was reading a book by a famous psychic years ago where she said that anything we notice during the day is a message.  No 2 people notice the exact same things.  When something “randomly” catches your eye, pay attention to it.  It’s God’s way of getting messages through to us.  It’s also our loved ones in spirit’s way of getting messages through to us…both human and animal.

On a personal note, I am much more connected to animals than humans.  It’ll be 5 years tomorrow that I lost Bodhi.  The grief I felt losing him…and then Karma less than a year later…is still with me.  Animals love unconditionally.  Animals ARE love incarnate.  I hope that Pippin comes to my friend in dreams as my cats have, and allows him to hold his fur child again.

I’ve done a couple of readings lately that have gone super well, and it never ceases to amaze me what our unseen loved ones will bring through to prove that they are who they say they are.  Sometimes it’s specific health stuff (like in a recent case where the woman in spirit passed from lung cancer and I could hear her smoker’s raspy laugh) or something serious.  But other times it’s funny things like the “hot fudge cake” I got years ago from a spirit.  Come to find out, that was the person’s very favorite dessert and even on the Other Side…the soul was thinking of food!  🙂

Before I sign off, I do want to link another artist’s website whose work I discovered today and loooove.  I adore horses, so you’ll see why I love her work:  Siri Hollander

Stay open for signs from your pets in spirit.  They, just like human loved ones, often find ways to let us know that they are still around and that they do love us.  May Pippin be running free on the Other Side and may my friend find a little bit of peace from what happened today.

Blessings,

Atheria

Relay Channeling Today: Love is a Noun

As the river of time does not flow in one direction only, but in all directions simultaneously, so too does the energy that is love.  For love cannot be constrained by limits the human mind puts on it.  Love is energy.  Love is a vibration, as are all things.  It’s not simply an emotion.  There are beings who do not experience emotional love, yet live love.  They are love.  We understand that this difference may be confusing for some to understand.  Logic won’t be useful in this case either.  How is that for a test?  We are asking you to look beyond both your emotional side and your logical side.  But, it is possible to do.  It is a knowing that resides within your soul.  This is not connected to your brain.  And it’s not colored by feelings in your heart.  It is as pure as anything can possibly be that is from the Light.

Someone once said that love is a verb, as in “to love someone”.  We would argue that love is a noun, to put it in English language terms.  It’s a living, breathing being.  As all things are connected through the vibration that is Light, and breathes in unison, love glows with spirit and is a part of the Light that links everyone and everything.  When our channel had her spontaneous rebirthing experience years ago at Ojo Caliente, she got a glimpse of what we speak of.  For a few seconds she saw that all was alive and connected.  She could see walls, chairs, people, air…yes…she could see the air…were all breathing Light in unison and were connected as One.  We needed to trigger that event in her life to open her up to what is possible when you release all preconceived ideas about what is real and what isn’t.  Reality is only reality until you experience different for yourself.  Skeptics only believe in what they can see and touch.  But, take a skeptic and put him or her into a bent universe where dimensions can be traveled in a fraction of a second, and he or she will never be the same.  The skeptic’s reality has just been blown when a different reality is experienced.  You don’t know what you don’t know until you know it.

When we say “know it”…once again, this is not purely in the brain.  The logical mind is not the best resource to rely on.  You will notice a difference when the cells of your entire being KNOW truth.  It’s almost as if your entire I.Q. has moved out of your head and into your various bodies (physical, astral, etheric, etc.).  There is a clarity and matter-of-fact feeling that will alert you that what you are experiencing is pure potentiality.  There is a limitlessness in pure potentiality.

Do not limit who and what you are.  YOU are limitless potentiality.

In your service,
The Great White Brotherhood

(For those who don’t know, The Great White Brotherhood is a collective of Masters and advanced spiritual teachers.  I feel bad that I always get a twinge of “Oh jeez, I hope people don’t think this is some white supremacy thing.”  It’s not related to race AT ALL.  These are a group of high level beings that come from the Light, so that’s all their name refers to.  Interestingly, they signed off with “In your service”.  That just goes to show that they do not see us as lesser beings.  By the way, you can tell that the relay channeling above is really not from me because I am nowhere near as loving as they are.  I’m working on that fact, but have a long way to go! ~ Atheria

On another note, I have been counting down the days until I can leave New Mexico for the 3rd and final time on November 14th — yeah…riiiiight — “You know, if you leave you’ll come right back.  There are 2 types of people in New Mexico:  those born and raised here with lots of family and those called here…and you were called.” [said to me before I left in April 2016 by a Ph.D. know-it-all friend that annoys me but I adore her and, damn it, she was right] and just today, a possible job showed up in my beloved Taos.  I swear to God, this state…and especially Taos…is freaking aggressive!  I met one native New Mexican in 2004 who had left and returned to New Mexico 11 times!  Recalling our rental car desk conversation, I now feel better about my life.  HA HA!  Anyway, back in 2006 when I lived here the first time, a Santa Fe acquaintance brought me here for dinner one evening.  Now, it was nice back then, but WOW has it grown and gotten even better!  For anyone who thinks New Mexico is just blah desert…ummmm…WRONG!)

Yoga Rebellion & Morning Pages at Night

20170918_202034Hello.  My name is Atheria and I’m an Out-of-Body-Aholic.  If you lived in constant head and neck pain since Oct. 1, 1995 you wouldn’t want to be in your body either.  (To fellow chronic pain sufferer, Lady GaGa…I feel you and can relate.  Also, get your diet as alkaline as possible as that has been proven to help fibromyalgia.)  Granted, I can’t 100% blame my popping out of body on physical pain, but it does contribute.  I tend to be very ungrounded because of my mediumship and channeling gifts and have a hard time REALLY being in my body.  After meditating years ago in Los Angeles, I went to go walk a few blocks to Trader Joe’s and twice during the 1/2 mile walk I suddenly realized that I was over 6′ tall.  Keep in mind that I’m actually 5’1 3/4″ tall.  But, my vantage point when I looked down at my feet was clearly higher up than it should have been.  I had to will myself back down into my body.  It got to be kind of funny, actually.  I popped out, and tugged myself back in while reprimanding myself.  🙂

Being ungrounded brings me back to part of yesterday’s verbose post…yoga.  I know, I know.  I whined and complained about being tired of HAVING to do yoga and HAVING to do anything.  I had a temper tantrum.  As much as I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE dancing like a Whirling Dervish on amphetamines (not that I know what speed is like), and I will continue to dance more often, dancing isn’t really grounding for me.  If anything, it makes me lose touch with my body even more.  The music takes me over and I lose myself.  Now, that is beneficial at certain times, but since I have ungrounded tendencies, I really do need to do something physical that brings me fully into my body.  Re-enter the stage…yoga.

After skipping just one day’s yoga routine, when I went through my bone and muscle building series of poses tonight, it was oddly harder.  My body was noticeably sore/painful and stiffer than normal.  It was rather annoying, but also caused me to really pay attention to what my body was telling me.  I didn’t have Rhianna belting out songs about whips and chains exciting her to distract me from myself.  I am sticking with yoga, as my constricted with chronic pain body needs it.  That being said, I am not going to freak out that the world will come to an end if I have to skip a day due to some event I need to attend or something.  Gotta loosen up a bit on the obsessive/compulsive thing.

As another follow-up to last evening’s post, my fellow vegan friend (and FABULOUS baker), Alaine, suggested that…regarding me not knowing EXACTLY what to write and being aggravated that my unseen friends don’t get more specific…I simply set aside some time every day (just like I do for my yoga) to write whatever just pops into my head, a.k.a. comes to me to write.  That is reminiscent of Julia Cameron’s “morning pages” from the famous book, “The Artist’s Way”.  It would be better to do this first thing upon awaking as Julia suggests, but I just don’t have time for that on workdays.  I’m always rushed.  I’ll call Alaine’s suggestion “whenever pages”.  Ha!  And don’t worry, when I start doing this tomorrow, it won’t be blogged every single day.  I’ll give you guys and gals a break from my posting.  Alaine may be correct that by at least setting the intention to write something…anything…it will get my creative juices flowing again.  It’s certainly worth a try.  Of course, I would appreciate my unseen friends helping out with this…hint.

I’m still very torn about whether to try to leave New Mexico when able to after November 14th or not.  Everywhere I’m interested in moving either has cruddy weather, high crime, crap jobs, or unbelievably high cost of living with horrid traffic.  I will start looking for new opportunities next month, but emails like this from a Santa Fe Meetup friend tug at me.  I really am finding a lovely tribe of people here in Northern New Mexico.  I wish something felt totally right and that things would align.  (Names deleted to protect the innocent.  LOL)

Hello Atheria,

Honestly I think there is something to respect and honor in your willingness to go into creepy places to work and assure your security.  I like to think that you are having a real influence in lightening things up there and bringing in a higher vibe.  I know you just have to make sure it doesn’t get under your skin!  Hopefully you have lots of protection from many wise and even holy ones.

I also sense a growing itch in you to get out of here!  Whatever unfolds I personally (and kinda selfishly) hope you will be here for awhile because you are a delightful addition to Sunday!  We all get such a kick out of you, enjoy you and benefit from your considerable gifts.

Have a decent workweek!  You are a bringer of joy and play and laughter so I sure hope they appreciate you there!

Abrazos,

Anonymous

She touches on something in this wonderfully kind letter that I have realized but don’t know how to fix.  With only one exception (Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy!), all of my jobs have had a lot of darkness that I was sent to shift.  I’ve had so many people comment on the fact that I changed the energy of a workplace and filled it with light that I cannot deny it.  That’s great and all that, but it’s horribly draining and not good for me.  I don’t want to do that anymore.  It’s exhausting.  I just want to be in a light-filled place where I can have fun!  I will say that even in the dark places, I create fun when and where I can.  I happen to work with great people right now, so they make everything better…but…the basic environment is just not where this creative free spirit should be.  But, I’ve got to pay the rent.

Before signing off, I have to link this UFO abduction story that took place at the Hotel del Coronado in San Diego years ago.  I had never heard of this amazing mass abduction until today!  It seems very impressive in detail.

In Light,

Atheria