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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/

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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

 

Watches, numbers, pothole covers, and more!

This post is going to cover a bunch of happenings, so sorry if I end up all over the place.  Ha!

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Me with my new headstand bench!

Last Saturday I went to a MeetUp group called “Coffee, Tea, & Spirituality” (I could not resist a group with THAT name!) for the first time.  As you know, spirit speaks to me with numbers A LOT…and increasingly so.  My biggies have been 444 (angels are with you), 333 (Masters are with you), 555 (changes are coming), and the occasional 1111 (the mother of all spiritual numbers…see http://www.nvisible.com for info).  On the way to the meeting, I got two 333s within a minute of each other.  The meeting turned out to be really great, and part way through I got the urge to check the time on my phone, and when I did it was exactly 11:11 a.m. of course!  Love it!  So, my unseen friends seem fans of this new group I’ve joined.  Lovely group of people there.

A few of years ago or so, I felt strongly urged by my unseen friends to stop wearing watches.  They were aggressive about it.  I suspected the quartz/electromagnetic field put off by watches was disturbing my body’s energy or something…but that’s just a guess.  So I didn’t wear watches for a long time, and I’m obsessed with knowing what time it is.  Anyway, a year ago or less, I suddenly just got this craving for a watch.  It felt “safe” at that point, so I went to Macy’s and got a pretty watch.  It ran fine for a while, and then died.  (sooner than it probably should have)  I went to Walmart to get a new battery put in, and the watch died again a month later or so.  So, I didn’t wear a watch again for a long time.  All of a sudden last weekend, I got this urge to get another battery for the dead pretty watch, went to my new local Walmart, but they wouldn’t open up a watch they didn’t sell for some dumb reason.  I ended up just buying a cheapy basic watch while there.  That was on the 11th.  Today, on the 16th, I woke up to a dead watch.  Thankfully, I kept the receipt, so Walmart did put a new battery in it.  While I was talking to the gal who was working on my watch, I mentioned, “Well, you never know how long a watch has been sitting on a store shelf, having its battery drain.”  She replied, “Actually, we go through watches very fast and pretty much they are all new every week.”  So then I turned back to my other gut feeling…that my energy is blowing the watches.  We’ll see how long this brand new battery lasts!  I’ve met other people who blow out watches and have given up even trying to wear one.  Has this happened to any of my readers?

My constant head and neck pain has been HORRID again since last week for some stupid reason.  I’ve booked a Watsu session for Monday, but in my desperation to get relief NOW, I looked on CraigsList for the heck of it to see if anyone was selling a used yoga headstand bench I could get for cheap.  The AirBnB I stayed at in Taos back in April had one and I loved it.  As fate would have it, there was one in good condition for sale in Boulder for only $40.  I drove up this morning to buy it, and got talking with the kind man selling it about cats and life.  He happened to mention a “coincidental” story about his cat that prompted us to start talking about more metaphysical/spiritual stuff.  At one point, he mentioned he’d lost a brother back in the early 1970s who was 6 years older than him, and told me about this sign he got that he felt was a message from the brother long ago.  Well, you don’t mention that kind of stuff to me, because BAM!  The tingling started and his brother showed up.  I ended up giving him some messages from his brother in spirit, that meant a lot to him.  I could not help but think I was sent to buy this headstand bench from this man so that his brother could “talk” to him.  I truly feel there are ZERO chance encounters in life.

Also, during our long and lovely talk, we got talking about numbers.  I specifically told him about 555, 333, 444, and 1111.  He said that he noticed numbers a lot too…but wasn’t really aware of the meanings of these specific ones.  I hadn’t been driving but 5 minutes back toward home with my new yoga headstand bench when I got two 1111s in a row and then a 555!  I texted him and he loved it!  That just kind of confirmed for me that his brother arranged this morning’s meeting.

And since I’m talking about numbers, all of a sudden the past few days I’m getting new ones for me, 222s and 777s.  I need to look up what they mean.  I think 222 means partnership (good news) and 777 may mean just spirituality, but I’m not sure.  In fact, when I got to Walmart for my watch battery on the way back from Boulder, in the parking lot there was not only a 777, but a phone number on the side of a commercial vehicle was (303) 777-7777!  I just laughed!

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Westminster, CO lid in a sidewalk.

Take a look at the picture above of a sewer system or electrical system underground lid.  Do you see what I see?  I see a pyramid with UFO over it!  And I feel that the circle means something too.  I need to pull out symbols books and look up Sacred Geometry or something.  Even “Monitoring Well” sounds freaking suspicious!  With the whole Denver International Airport issue…nothing would shock me at this point.  Sometimes hints are in plain site and we don’t notice them because they ARE so obvious.

http://www.thedenverchannel.com/news/front-range/denver/denver-international-airport-receives-letter-from-jesse-ventura-with-warning-of-airport-excavation

Okay, I’ve rambled on enough today.  Thanks for reading!

In light,

Atheria

Number Mania!

I don’t know what the heck is going on, but these triple numbers I am getting NONSTOP are driving me nuts! It started off today with my blood sugar being exactly 111 and then I was on my way to work and got a 222 in a license plate in front of me. Well, the rest of the day was full of more 111’s, 222’s, 444’s, 555’s, 666’s (which is funny because just last night I told my friend that "at least I don’t get 666’s"), and 777’s. It got so bad that while driving home tonight, shortly after an SUV passed me with a 666 license plate, I stopped in traffic and looked over at another SUV with 555 and right in front of it a sedan with 111! When I got into my car after stopping off at an auto parts store after work to pick up an air filter (Grandpa in spirit has been nagging me about Bob’s air filter…and since he was right about Sheila’s brakes years ago and Bob’s battery in December, I listened this time. For those who don’t know, my cars have names.) Bob’s clock read exactly 5:55 p.m.! There is NO question that something is going on, but I can’t figure out what. And I’m not the only person I know right now who is getting constant specific repeat numbers. Spirit is trying to tell me something, but what?!

Frustratingly,
Carrie

444 Angel Sign

Just recently, after a fascinating astrological reading by Debra Clement where she told me in no uncertain terms that I am to be writing (and doing other things like healing work…which I did for the first time in a long time this past Sunday for a friend), I joined “The Albuquerque Ink Slingers” meetup.com group.  Starting this blog was one of my self-imposed assignments, and the other was to actually work on at least one of my novel ideas.  I had started a comedic ghost detective story, but when the members of the novel writing group heard my other very metaphysical idea…an idea that popped into my head almost 20 years ago and keeps re-popping into my head lately (PAY ATTENTION ATHERIA)…they overwhelmingly urged me to work on this metaphysical idea instead.  The only thing is, the comedic ghost detective story just kind of flowed.  It was almost effortless, although it went off in a totally different direction that I wasn’t sure how to correct…but at least it was going somewhere.  Anyway, I had started…painstakingly…to work on the soul/metaphysical idea, but it was like pulling teeth.  It was HARD.  It just wasn’t flowing like the other story, but something in my gut did tell me I needed to write it.  Since I don’t like painful things, and trying to put any words on paper became painful, I set it aside for days.  I was just drawing a blank.  Some members of the writing group suggested I try writing the old fashioned way, with good old pen and paper, so I got out the notebook I bought this past weekend and sat down tonight to try to write something.  But, I couldn’t recall what little bit I had started on the computer and turned my laptop on to pull up the Word document so I could print out the one page (yes, I didn’t even write a full page) to use as I wrote in the notebook.  As I was about to print the page out, I noticed the word count at the bottom of the page:  444!

To those of you who don’t know, the number 444 is an angel sign!  Ever since I read the true story The Messengers by Julia Ingram and G.W. Hardin about Nick Bunick I began to get the 444’s the book talks about.  I have been getting them increasingly the past year, sometimes numerous times per day.  I also get the power number 1111, but the 444 phenomenon has always been more prevalent with me.  In any case, I took that as a sign from my angels and guides that I am indeed supposed to be working on the soul story.  I just need to ask for their help.  I need to ask them to use me…to work through me to create something special.  Pay attention to signs.  As another psychic said, anything you notice during the day is a message from spirit.  If it wasn’t important, you wouldn’t notice it.  Things catch your eye for a reason.  Pay attention.

In Light,

Atheria

P.S.  Oh, I did do a little writing tonight. 🙂